Story by Custos
(Original posting 3rd of March 2025 on https://inkbunny.net/Custos)

Please don’t repost this story, let it remain in my galleries!
This story contains material for adults only, do not read if you’re a minor.
The material presented is fictional and for adult fantasy only.
The author does not condone any of the depicted illegal activity in real life.

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AstralArcturus commission: Glory Hole Pride

The deep rumbling beat of the bongo drums is accompanied by loud trumpets and other brass instruments. The sky above is absolutely beautiful and cloudless, filled with brightly coloured confetti and the many waving Pride flags by thousands, if not tens of thousands of partying people. The streets are packed with the crowds, the stream of dancing and singing furs slowly moving along while species of the whole spectrum of the animal kingdom are losing themselves in the free open spirit of the city-wide celebration of diversity.

Young and old. Skinny and stocky. Religious or not. Queer or allied. Avians, scalies, mammals, arthropods, the list goes on! All together under that beautiful rainbow flag that unites all in love, standing strong against the oppressing forces that wish to divide and conquer.

Among the many celebrants is an especially young eight-year-old pup partying right along and having the time of his life. Showing off the traditional black and white fur pattern of a border collie while wearing nothing more than a pair of Pride flag themed undies, little Arcturus is being thrown up and down in the air securely by the steady protective hands of both of his parents. Both mom and dad are border collies too and dressed in plain simple clothes that stand out among the many flashy colours. Giving their son Arcturus the podium he deserves. Dad has emerald green eyes while mom has sky blue ones, which manifests in their little pup having both eye colours in a rare case of heterochromia.

Wildly flailing up and down, waving around the colourful Pride flag he’s clutching with both hands and just dressed in his rainbow underoos, Arcturus is easily one of the youngest participants in the Pride parade at the tender age of eight.

Both parents smile brightly and keep hoisting their son up in the air together. Everyone around them seems to catch on and understand immediately that the pup is celebrating having figured himself out at such a young age, and men and women and everyone in between is cheering on for the little boy. Tears well up in the corners of little Arcturus’s eyes he nearly cries out of sheer happiness. Threading outside the home for the very first time, displaying his queerness so openly. It took a lot of bravery for such a little cub, and feeling all the love and acceptance from all these festive strangers makes him so happy he could die.

Sensing their son is getting a little overwhelmed, both mom and dad lower the little boy down to the ground and escort him to the sidewalk under loud applause from those around them. Though, all establishments are packed with people thanks to the ongoing festivities, they usher their son into a bar for some refreshments and relative peace and quiet. Liam, Arcturus’s dad, grabs his wife by the waist and passionately kisses her, which gets them some encouraging hollers from the people around them. And a giggle from little Arcturus as he hugs his parents both, barely reaching their midsections with his cute pink button nose. Ellen, the little pup’s mom, playfully swats and laughs at her husband before reaching her arms around his neck and returning the token of affection lovingly.

“Liam Ripley! Ya sly bastard! Go freshen up our son. I’ll try an’ get us sum’ food, aye? I’m starvin’!”

The lovable young father at just thirty-two grins wickedly as he grips his wive’s hips a little tighter, both of their tails wagging lazily as they lose themselves into each other’s eyes for a moment.

- “Nae can help it, love! Yer gob’s jus’ that kissable! And yer bahookie jus’ so gropable!”

Emphasising his words, the border collie father squeezes his wife’s rump, which gets him another playful slap on the chest and a giggle, with Ellen wrenching herself loose from her husband’s grasp. She smiles down at their excitedly wagging little pup as Arcturus equally giggles fondly at the youthful display by his parents. Their confidence to act in public just as they do at home boosts the pup’s confidence in turn. Proudly showing off his colourful undies and waving his rainbow flag around for the people in the bar, getting chuckles and cheers as a reward.

Ellen’s slender fingers linger on Liam’s black furred underarm for a moment longer, her beautiful blue eyes suddenly taking on a conspiring glint as they dart over to the bar’s bathroom doors.

“An’ if ya find sum’thin’ like we’s discussed before… Jus’ keep an eye on ‘im, alright? He may be eager tah explore outside da home, but if it becomes too much, make sure tah keep ‘im safe. Alright?”

Liam nods solemnly but smiles, his eyes full of love for his supportive wife. She had encouraged him and Arcturus to grow their bond from the moment the pup was bornl. And as soon as it became clear the boy had eyes only for males when he got older, they had taken his hand and guided him along the way at Arcturus’s own pace. Step by step. Giving their son every opportunity to stop and return to a more traditional father-son relationship. Arcturus never even considered it. Happy and lucky to have such supportive parents. Loving both his mom and dad dearly for it.

Ellen gives her goofy husband a last kiss and nudges him towards the bar’s bathrooms, telling him to get their son freshened up before she vanishes into the crowd. Swallowed up by the festive celebrants.

Liam and Arcturus walk into the bathrooms and find it rather packed. Both the cubicles and the urinals are all occupied, and the little eight-year-old border collie boy’s heterochrome eyes widen in glee as his gaze wanders over the many masculine asses hanging out over their lowered pants or jeans. Some men are even wearing assless chaps, revealing even more flesh to the young boy’s eyes.

Concerned for Arcturus, Liam is determined to keep a close eye on the little boy’s confidence and self-esteem. He slowly lowers through his haunches next to his son, gently laying a hand on the boy’s slightly chubby tummy and giving a reassuring squeeze.

- “Ya feelin’ alright, bud? Da’s here, right?”

Arcturus’s adorably floppy ears are raised up high in the air, the pup nearly squeeing at seeing so many manly men taking care of business. Some are nearly nude as they’re just wearing colourful speedos or underwear, just like him! The preteen boy’s tail is wagging excitedly as he nearly salivates.

“So many weenies, papa! Look! That birdy’s be lookin’ like a beak! And, oh! A horsey’s penis! It’s so big and long, papa!”

Liam lightly blushes as his little boy does nearly nothing to keep the volume of his voice down, making some of the men turn their heads toward them. Eliciting a few chuckles and knowing smiles as these males take care of their business among other skimpily clad manly men. The creamy sand-coloured equine Arcturus had pointed out smiles back at the little boy and his daddy, an impressive bulky specimen of a draft horse who looks like he lifts weights every day. His body is naturally muscular and big, and this overwhelmingly powerful male is wearing nothing but a colourful rainbow speedo. The garment hugs his muscular cheeks tightly and is currently hooked underneath his black leathery balls while he ‘drains the snake’.

Both boy and dad wait patiently, Arcturus sitting on the counter with the washing tables and getting compliments from the men passing by to wash their hands on the way out. The little pup is in heaven, excitedly wagging away as he gets to hear brief stories about the childhoods these handsome males experienced themselves, and how they wish they’d had a father like Liam to support them when they were developing these confusing feelings.

And then, suddenly, this big shadow looms over Arcturus as the big male blocks out the spotlight on the ceiling. Despite the draft horse’s imposing presence, there is nothing but gentleness in his body language and smile, and the tall bulky equine reaches for the faucet next to Arcturus. Offering both the eight-year-old border collie and his dad a nod and a smile.

“Well, look at you. You’re a cutie. What’s your name, kiddo?”

Before Liam can say anything, Arcturus already pipes up excitedly. His eyes full of adoration for the handsome bulky male as he’s clearly starstruck by the draft horse’s masculine beauty.

- “Hi, mister! I’m Arcturus! I’m eight! What’s your name?”

The man chuckles and starts washing his big meaty hands, making the sink look small in comparison. The rainbow coloures speedo he’s wearing looks like it barely hanging on, clinging to those big muscular ass cheeks and straining against the length of the horse’s member still outside of his sheath.

“Hey, Arcturus. Name’s Brandon. Looks like we’re underwear buddies, kid. Hah.”

When Brandon has washed and dries his hands, he offers both Liam and Arcturus a handshake as the dad introduces himself too. The adult male border collie taking in the hulk that is Brandon as well. Wondering something. Getting a vibe.

- “Hey, there. Brandon. This is my son’s first Pride, if ya can believe it! Nae keepin’ the wee lad’s clothes on, I tells ya! He really luvs his undies.”

To the adult male border collie’s delight, the imposing draft horse is in no hurry and lingers, letting his son feel up the strong muscles of his bicep and forearm by the little pup’s request. There’s a comforting mellowness in the gentle giant’s unspoken body language, and there’s no chance in hell Brandon isn’t seeing Arcturus’s eyes nearly rip that skimpy speedo off his bulky hips.

“Word? That’s so cool, Liam. Wanna stand up and give us a good look, little buddy?”

Arcturus blushes but fiercely nods, his little paws already starting to shake a little as he stands up on the washing table to show himself off to this kind but complete stranger. The spontaneous support and acceptance from someone as big and strong and overwhelmingly masculine and hetero looking as Brandon encouraging the little boy to be brave too. To nearly throw up his arms and yell to the entire bathroom: “Here I am! This is me! I’m a happy kid and I like weenies a lot!”

Under the slightly confused eyes of the crowd in the men’s room , Arcturus stands up on the washing counter, holding both his daddy and Brandon’s hands for support before jutting out his hips proudly. Framing the colourful undies underneath his slightly pudgy tummy, exposing the slight bulge already forming underneath the fabric. The little pup making his daddy’s heart soar and his chest swell in pride. He and his wife are doing a good job raising their son with confidence and no shame about his body!

Brandon’s thick thumb gently rubs against the palm of Arcturus’s small hand, his eyes scanning up and down the border collie pup’s whole body slowly and lazily with a mellow smile. Feeling the man’s eyes drink in every detail of his youthful childish and nearly naked body makes Arcturus shudder in glee, his small little bulge in his undies wobbling along with the convulsions. The draft horse’s eyes then slide over to Liam, who is beaming radiantly like the proud dad he is. Supervising his son’s exploration and ready to interfere if need be.

“Wow, kiddo. You’re one handsome little pup. You’re gonna make some lucky guy very happy someday.”

The draft horse’s gentle blue eyes linger onto Liam’s emerald green ones. Subtly and nearly unnoticeably, the equine’s thick index finger extends from Arcturus’s grip and traces lightly along the cub’s chubby hip. Caressing the waistband of the puppy’s colourful underoos. Eliciting a shudder and a coo from the little boy while he stands so openly exposed on the washing table, many pairs of eyes taking in the uncommon display. And eliciting a knowing encouraging smile from the border collie father as he equally nearly unnoticeably nods to the horse.

Brandon’s tongue darts out briefly, wetting his lips for a moment while he seems to choose his words carefully.

“Such a cute and brave little boy. I bet he makes you very proud. Why don’t you take the stall furthest down, bud? Treat you and your boy to the full Pride experience…”

Almost like in a haze, Liam watches the bulky draft horse lift Arcturus down underneath the armpits. The boy seems a little confused, his moment to shine and be accepted by all the men present interrupted. Not understanding the underlying implication of Brandon’s words.

This is it! He and his wife had prepared for this eventuality. An opportunity for their son to experiment with men and penises other than his daddy at home. And while Liam’s nerves are tense, Arcturus seems to be ready and willing. He’s going to give his boy the chance to indulge this opportunity.

Liam takes Arcturus’s hand and walks him to the cubicle as it opens up, closely followed by Brandon. As the border collie adult walks his son into the stall, his eyes wander up to the draft horse’s, seeking any indication of ill intent. There’s a clear glint of excitement in the equine male’s eyes, but nothing that betrays bad intentions. A warm mellow smile is offered, reassuring the young dad. An unspoken promise they can leave any time they want.

“… It’s a. It’s a… It’s a sin.”

The mechanical voice sings the chorus while the Pet Shop Boys music blasts from the loudspeaker in the ceiling, almost prophetically emphasising the thrilling lewd tension as the stall is revealed.

It’s surprisingly clean, and a sober toilet sits in the small space. A condom machine decorates the stall wall, right next to a rather large hole in it. Big enough for a small guy to stick his ass through. Stickers and marker graffiti convey lewd messages, as if it wasn’t clear this bathroom stall has a built-in glory hole.

Liam is sweating bullets, and Arcturus doesn’t seem to understand what the hole is for, giggling when he sees it and pointing it out to his daddy.

“Look, papa! A peepin’ window, hehe.”

The adult border collie doesn’t see any movement through the hole, as the outside of it would be tucked in a discreet corner of the men’s room, but Liam can clearly hear the heavy thuds of Brandon’s hooves move over toward it. The young father crouches down through his knees, gently squeezing his son’s shoulder encouragingly and equally gently taking hold of the little bulge in the pup’s colourful underoos. Making Arcturus gasp and coo, his little tail starting to wag excitedly in anticipation.

- “Aye, bud. Dat’s a glory hole. Men stick their penises through so other men can play with them. Yer mama an’ I have been thinkin’ yer gettin’ big enough tah make sum’ decisions o’ yer own. If ya want, ye can give it a try. Nae worry, I’m stayin’ right here! An’ we can leave whenever ya want, bud. Alright?”

Liam needn’t have been worried or nervous, for as he was explaining things Arcturus’s eyes only got bigger and brighter. The little eight-year-old border collie pup positively dancing in place from one paw to the other and squeeing in happiness.

“Really, da? I really really can?”

- “Damn straight, buddy. Now, a glory hole works like this. Ye stick yer finger through if ya wanna suck a weenie. But if ya want yer little weenie sucked instead, ya have tah wait until the other person does. Got it?”

“Got it, papa!”

Heart still pumping, Liam takes out a small flexible laminated cue card. He and his wife had made it some time ago in preparation for Arcturus’s first time outside the house. And they had gone at it like rabbits while drafting the little text.

‘Hi, my name is Arcturus. I’m eight years old, and I like board games, space, and undies. I may be small, but I already know I’m gay and that I like weenies! I really want to see your undies and play with your weenie if you’re comfortable with me being a cub. Don’t worry, my daddy is with me and supervising so that I play safely! Please be gentle and kind, it’s my first time with someone other than my daddy.’

There’s a drawing of one of Arcturus’s most favourite undies underneath, copied from a drawing the little boy had made. Arcturus giggles as he reads the card and wags his little tail while looking up at his daddy with the deepest of love and happiness in his eyes.

“Thank you, papa!”

Liam places a loving fatherly smooch on top of his little boy’s forehead and gently pats the cub’s scantily clad bum, directing Arcturus to the glory hole.

- “Yer welcome, bud. Now, go have fun!”

Almost like playing shopkeep, the little boy giggles and sticks the card through the rather big hole, using the attached string to hang it outside like an advertisement. There’s a little bit of shuffling and movement, and the very next moment those familiar creamy sand-coloured thighs of Brandon flash by the glory hole as the big horse crouches down. His thick fingers lift up the small card, and a horny chuckle can be heard as the horse reads it.

“Damn. If that ain’t just the cutest thing. Hey, Arcturus. Buddy. It’s me, Brandon. Is it okay if I play with you?”

Arcturus is treading in place impatiently, squirming in anticipation and excitement as the big horse he admired just minutes before admits to wanting to play with him! With him! His little grin wider than that of the Cheshire Cat as he smiles up at his daddy, Liam giving his son encouraging thumbs up while the bulge in his shorts throbs angrily.

- “Uhu! I really wanna play with you too, mister Brandon! I really like your undies! Can I see them again?”

There’s another horny chuckle and the sound of someone getting up on the other side of the stall wall.

“Well, damn. Who could refuse such a lovely little request. So you like undies, eh? Bud? You can look at mine all you like.”

The next moment and very much to Arcturus’s delight, the entire open space of the glory hole gets filled up with Brandon’s sand-coloured groin area. The brightly coloured rainbow speedo is bulging out obscenely as it is clear the horse is aroused, half of his thick penis making the fabric stretch and hold on for dear life. Above the rim of the swimwear, the creamy fur starts getting more sparse as it goes down to Brandon’s crotch. Revealing that the horse’s dark brown genitals are smooth and hairless, even before the flimsy garment has been removed yet.

Arcturus moans out pitifully, grabbing his own little sheath and balls through his own Pride themed undies. The little eight-year-old boy is positively salivating, excited like a kid on Christmas morning. The heavy manly musk of Brandon quickly filling up the cubicle and both father and son’s sensitive dog nostrils. Making both grow erect, their canine members sliding out from their sheaths in their shorts and undies.

Reverently, like a priest handling a relic of his faith, Arcturus’s little hands reach up and cup the horse’s large balls through the thin fabric of the speedo, eliciting an excited throb from the barely obscured equine penis. The little border collie pup weighs their heft in the palms of his little paws, and can’t help but snuggle himself up to the horse man’s big genitals, hugging the bobbing package and taking a deep sniff. Filling up his small childish body with the scent of the virile masculine hunk of a man that Brandon is.

“Oh, fuck! That feels very nice, little buddy!”

Liam sits himself down on the closed toilet lid as he observes his son play with the very first penis outside of his household. A tear of happiness in the corner of his eyes and a damp spot quickly seeping through the man’s underwear. The adult border collie releases his own undies from his shorts, not wearing any other kind of undergarments because his son likes them so much, and grabs his phone shakingly.

- “Hey, Brandon. As you’ve read, it’s my son’s first time outside the house. Would it be okay if I take a picture or two for his mom?”

Another grunt echoes from the other side of the wall in the busy bathroom, the many noises giving the three of them some privacy.

“Oh, fuck. Yeah. Go for it, buddy. Hope she’ll love them.”

Liam thanks Brandon and snaps a picture or two as Arcturus cuddles with the big horse penis as it tries to throb and grow to its full length. Hindered by the confines of the speedo, which may be huge for either father or son, but barely sufficient for the equine when he’s soft. Droplets of precum are already seeping through the bulging end of the stretching rainbow garment.

- “Mister Brandon. I really wanna see your weenie now. Can I take your undies off?”

Some people seem to notice the enormous hulking horse man making use of the glory hole on the other side, a few whistles and hollers audible as they cheer the big hunky man on.

“Fuck! Yeah, little buddy. Go for it. Play with my dick as much as you like.”

Arcturus giggles at the crass choice of words Brandon uses, but both he and his daddy then draw out a deep gasp of admiration when the puppy’s little fingers hook into the waistband and lower the speedo. Eliciting a sigh of relief from the other side of the wall.

Brandon’s dark brown horse penis is thick, heavy, and long. Throbbing and pulsing with his heartbeat in the little eight-year-old pup’s small hands. The medial ring halfway the horse’s length is just sliding out of the sheath in front of their eyes, making both father and son’s mouths water with desire to taste it. Liam frees his canine cock from his underwear as well now, sighing while he grips the shaft tightly. He wants to play with that deliciously divine horse cock so badly, but he holds back. Literally taking a backseat as this moment is all about his son’s pleasure. Dutifully playing the role of chaperone.

The little border collie pup holds the heavy horse meat reverently, sliding his small childish fingers all along the underside of the warm skin and teasing the tip of an inquisitive tiny digit into the flaring meatus atop the spongy head. Making Brandon’s powerful build shudder and thump against the creaking bathroom stall wall, his enormous smooth dark brown balls wobbling as they’re tightly cradled by the semi-forgotten rainbow speedo.

“That’s it, kiddo. You can do anything you want. No need to ask.”

Much to the sand-coloured draft horse’s delight, Arcturus takes that suggestion very much to heart. The little preteen cuddles the big equine cock against his bare chest, basking in the heat and manly scent radiating from it which makes him feel all good and tingly inside. Exchanging sultry glances with his daddy as the adult border collie jerks off while sitting on the closed toilet lid, the excited dog pup running his small pink tongue all over the delicious length of Brandon’s penis.

Arcturus makes the horse neigh and whinny in ecstasy, poking the tip of his index finger inside the equine’s broad urethra up until the first knuckle, gently stimulating the man’s quivering dark cock while thick beads of manly precum ooze out around the child’s digit. The pup hasn’t even freed his own cocklet from his undies yet, the little canine spear pulsing away angrily against the fabric as his knotty desperately attempts to break free.

Liam recognises his boy’s need. He’s seen it plenty from the moment they took him home from the hospital a little over eight years ago. The adult male kneels down next to his son on the other side of Brandon’s flaring dark brown horse cock, the stall creaking some more as the sound of guys cheering erupts on the other side. And the sound of people masturbating. They’re getting off on watching the hulking horse man’s cheeks clenching with each inward thrust into the glory hole. And judging by some of their lewd comments, the equine is letting them toy around with his pillowy black doughnut too.

The loving father gently takes his son’s bulge inside one paw while taking hold of the draft horse’s cock with the other, making his precious boy coo as he squeezes Arcturus’s little penis through his undies.

“A horse penis is a lil’ different from ours, me lad. No knot, but there’s this very sensitive spot right ‘ere…”

Liam squeezes Brandon’s medial ring, making the horse’s cock slap up violently into the air, nearly plapping up against the stall wall above the glory hole. Much to the border collie pup’s lewd fascination.

“… And ‘ere…”

The grown canine man encloses his fingers around the draft horse’s spongy tip, squeezing hard and causing the head to flare like a flat mushroom against his digits. Pearls of precum royally spilling down onto the tiled floor from the heaving horse cock.

- “Cool!”

Arcturus is in awe as his daddy explains the anatomy of a horse cock. Shows his boy the best spots. How to lick and orally treat the length. Before lightly sucking on the end, lewdly demonstrating to his son just how slutty his daddy can be. And just how much the little boy could be if he wanted to.

The little boy hugs Brandon’s penis back to his soft little tummy, enjoying the heat as he locks lips with the flaring meatus at his father’s direction.

Brandon is gripping the top of the bathroom stall wall and gripping tightly, his muscular ass cheeks clenching as he thrusts his cock up and down the body of a cub merely eight years old. Hidden from sight, most of the guys probably not even realising who is in the glory hole stall. The virile male indulging himself in a naughty bout of outercourse with a cub so young he can’t even cum yet!

And then, suddenly, the big horse cock withdraws completely through the hole after the next thrust. Leaving Arcturus whimpering and confused. He didn’t even get to taste the horsey’s daddy milk yet!

Liam is about to comfort his boy when next he saw Brandon kneel down on the other side of the glory hole, his bright blue eyes twinkling as they look in on father and son in such a compromising lewd position.

“Phew! Nearly blew my load there, little buddy. You did a very good job. But I want to enjoy it a little longer. Wanna show me your undies now?”

Arcturus is back to smile brightly, yipping in delight as his tiny bulge throws in his little rainbow undies. The pup hadn’t even pulled them down throughout the whole event, his daddy has just been massaging his son’s penis through the fabric a little.

- “Really, mister Brandon? Are you gonna touch my weenie too?”

The horse chuckles from the other side. Some confused murmuring is going on among the guys surrounding the big equine male kneeling down on the floor.

“Sure will, kiddo. If you want me to. I’d love to touch your cute little penis.”

There’s loud gasps of shock on the other side of the wall when first Arcturus’s chubby little tummy appears at the large glory hole before Liam helps raise up his son by letting him stand on his lap. The cutest of little bulge is revealed to the men outside, the thin fabric of the colourful tiny undies doing nothing to hide the features of the little eight-year-old boy’s canine balls, sheath, and cocklet. There is some rumouring and shuffling, and the authoritative voice of Brandon speaking up against them.

“No phones, guys! This brave little gay boy wants to show us his what he’s got. Have some respect, alright.”

Arcturus shivers when he feels the big strong hands of the horse gently take hold of his little bulge and give his small cocklet and balls a squeeze, making his ears droop and his eyes roll away inside his skull as he trembles on top of his daddy’s lap. Securely embraced by his father’s arms while the man slowly and methodically masturbates himself, kissing his son’s neck and cooing loving words of fatherly encouragement into his boy’s ears. Liam’s eyes glued to what is happening just outside the glory hole as he watches another man fondle his baby boy for the very first time in their lives.

Brandon is gentle and kind, his large hoofed digits exploring both little testicles as he squeezes them through the fabric of the Pride underoos. Delicately tracing the outline of the pup’s knotty, which is still stuck inside Arcturus’s sheath, and finally running up the trembling little nail of a cocklet to the waistband of the underwear.

“I’m gonna pull your undies down now. Alright, little buddy? Can we see your weenie?”

Arcturus is whimpering and whining back in his daddy’s arms, heavily nodding and barely able to get a coherent sound over his lips. Liam smiles and pecks a kiss on top of his son’s floppy ears, sticking out his hand and giving Brandon the thumbs up through the glory hole.

- “The lad’s a lil’ speechless right now, mate. Go right ahead. He’s luvin’ it!”

True to his daddy’s words, Arcturus pushes out his hips a little further, his cocklet eagerly throbbing next to Brandon’s fingers as those big strong digits start to peel down the boy’s underwear.

“Alright. Here goes.”

Slowly and seductively, the horse lowers the preteen boy’s undies. All the way until they fall down around Arcturus’s ankles. Another audible gasp coming from the invisible crowd behind the wall. The little border collie boy squirms in his daddy’s arms, the adorable pink childish cocklet twitching excitedly while his knotty is still stuck inside the boy’s sheath.

- “M-mister Brandon. Can… Can you see it? Can everyone see my weenie?”

There’s a soft whistle, clearly from Brandon’s lips, and the gentle giant lovingly cups the boy’s bare little balls now. The tips of his index finger and thumb gently squeezing that sensitive little knot inside the tiny sheath as it visibly aches to be released. That adorable small little canine penis leaving more than a dozen horny onlookers speechless.

“Yeah, little buddy. We’re all looking. Straight at it. And it’s one of the cutest, sexiest little penises I’ve ever seen, bud.”

Arcturus moans lustily, more than one would expect a boy his age would. Right then and there, securely in the big horse man’s strong protective fingers, the little puppy boy’s cocklet starts twitching in an immature dry orgasm. Liam has to think of all manner of unsexy things just to prevent himself from coming right on the spot too. Holding his squirming little boy securely in his arms while Arcturus experiences one of the most spontaneous orgasms in his small life.

Droplets of pearly white cum splash against the walls next to the glory hole, multiple grunts of guilt-ridden pleasure emanating from just outside and above. Arcturus is panting in his daddy’s arms, leaning heavily on the adult border collie male as a tinge of disappointment drips from his meek little voice.

- “Mister Brandon! Is that your daddy milk? I wanted to taste it…”

Another deep grunt growls from the other side, and the draft stallion’s fingers gently draw back Arcturus’s sheath over the boy’s throbbing little knotty, making the puppy yip in surprise and brief discomfort.

“No! No, little buddy. Just some of the guys here got excited.”

There’s a brief pause and the sounds of men slumping away.

“Say, Arcturus. Buddy. You really wanna taste my milk?”

- “Uhu.”

“Fuck! That’s so hot. Alright. Lemme get ready. Okay, kiddo?”

Arcturus is nodding, not understanding in the moment that Brandon can’t see him, and then cries out in deep needful moaning when the giant of a horse man’s lips slide into view and slurp up the little boy’s canine penis without any hint of hesitation. Liam gasps in awe, the sight of another man’s lips sucking the pink shaft of his son’s small cocklet forever burned inside his mind and which will no doubt serve for many jerk off sessions to come.

Although, Brandon is gentle, the hulking horse is also clearly masturbating while sucking off an eight-year-old cub on the floor of a public bathroom. Witnessed by his peers. People he knows. People who dream of being plowed deeply by his hulking mass and rarely ever getting the privilege.

The border collie pup is in heaven, squirming against the hole and his daddy as Liam has to restrain his son from hurting himself. The black and white little dog boy panting heavily and lolling out his tongue, unseeing eyes glued to the ceiling as his little paws clutch his daddy’s t-shirt and mane tightly.

Liam helps Brandon alternate between his son’s little cocklet and tail hole by lifting up the boy’s bottom against the opening, letting the hulking draft horse stallion rim his son and suck him off in tandem. The lecherous equine lewdly running his tongue all over and around the tiny genitals, bouncing the pink little cocklet and balls on top of it before swallowing both at the same time hungrily and sluttily.

Brandon even requests Liam to join Arcturus through the hole, wanting to compare both father and son. Rubbing both incestuous pink dog cocks together, spreading Liam’s precum and manly juices all over his son’s penis before both are swallowed by the horse together.

Warm jets of semen splash against the border collies’ groins and Brandon’s lewdly slurping horse muzzle, more and more guys unable to hold back as they finish all over the twin shafts while a daddy and his child are orally pleasured by a tank of a man.

Finally, Brandon withdraws and gets up quickly, pushing his angrily throbbing horse cock back inside the cubicle through the opening and basically fucking the glory hole. The length is thick and impressive, even more so than before. A thick vein runs up along the underside of the shaft and reaches the bulging medial ring, the spongy head in a state of permanent flare is the flat mushroom is pulsing aggressively.

“Be a good boy and share with your daddy, bud. Rub your cute little weenie against my balls, please.”

Fully stretched and lubed up by Brandon’s tongue, and experienced through years of practice, it takes no effort at all for Arcturus to slide down on top of his daddy’s lap and swallow his fatherly member up inside his cute tummy. His little tail hole clenches and milks Liam, eagerly slurping at the knot as the father humps up inside his little boy.

Arcturus grabs holds of Brandon’s penis, nearly hanging down underneath it as his cute little penis is firmly ground up into the horse’s balls by his daddy’s thrusts, both father and son’s muzzles attacking the equine’s flaring cock head as if they were dying of thirst. Their tongues slide all over the delicious sensitive firm flesh of the spongy head until they encircle each other and both the preteen boy and his daddy share a kiss around the horse cock. Savouring the thick musky earthy flavour and scent of their newfound friend between them.

Brandon roars out, his fingers clenching the top of the bathroom stall wall so hard that it breaks, causing a rupture to split the panel as one half falls away onto the men’s room floor. Startling more than a few of the other patrons present.

Now having an unobstructed view of the little eight-year-old pup bouncing up and down his daddy’s cock, the tiny ass swallowing the border collie’s incestuous knot when startled by the breaking cubicle, Brandon grabs the base of his cock and squeezes tightly.

“Oh, fuck! Yeah, buddy! Take your daddy’s knot. Swallow. My. Load! UNGH!”

Powerful like a hose and nearly jumping out of their grasp, the draft horse’s dark brown cock head bulges obscenely and then erupts a geyser of creamy hot semen from the wide open hole. Straight into the faces of Liam and Arcturus whom were still frenching around the spongy tip. Unable to breathe, Liam prepares himself for an earth-shattering orgasm, and the protective father howls out inside his son’s mouth as his knot swells deeply inside Arcturus’s ass, locking the two in place as he unloads an obscene amount of cum securely inside his baby boy’s belly.

Being filled inside and coated completely on the outside by delicious warm manly seed, Arcturus yips and howls out too, albeit in a childish higher pitched tone than his daddy had. His small cocklet is twitching furiously against Brandon’s equine shaft, the pointy tip grinding into the horse’s sensitive medial ring as the eight-year-old melts away in a deeply powerful and wonderful dry orgasm. His eyes darting from one shocked face to the other, more than a dozen stranger men in various states of erection and undress looking directly at the boy as he cums in a childish climax.

Just one train of thought crosses through Arcturus’s mind.

- “They can see my weenie! They can see papa’s weenie inside of me! They can see me! Tingles. So. Good!”

Brandon’s hulking creamy sand-coloured body shudders, the giant squeezing his shaft rhythmically as he milks out the last few spurts all over the semen-coated puppy. The flaring cock head dipping down to dribble the last of the horse seed right down on top of Arcturus’s eager little tongue, the boy swallowing eagerly and humming contentedly as he latches on to the firm spongy head.

Slowly, it starts to dawn onto the tall muscular man that he’s caused quite some carnage in the bar’s bathroom. The glory hole’s gonna be out of service for a while.

“Phew. Not gonna lie, buds. That may have been the best nut I’ve had in years.”

The horse smiles down warmly at Arcturus as the little boy’s still locked to his father’s lap while the adult border collie sits on the floor of the destroyed stall, the pup smiling up shyly at Brandon and gesturing up for a cuddle and a kiss. Brandon eagerly obliges, hunching down to give the little boy a warm hug and a brief but very adult kiss with lots of tongue. Right in front of Liam’s approving fatherly eyes. A tiny pang of jealousy stinging in the back of his heart. His little boy is growing up so fast.

- “Hey, Brandon. Man. Could ya be a pal an’ get the supplies from me wife in the front? She’s got the wet wipes, ya see. An’ a change o’ clothes fer our wee lad.”

Brandon chuckles, standing back up and not minding his swinging dark brown horse cock at all as it bobs back and forth. His balls still tightly hugged by the rainbow-coloured speedo.

“Can do. Don’t worry about the mess, bud. I’ll clear it up with the owner. Come sit with me and get some hot cocoa for Arcturus after you two untie. My pleasure and my treat!”

Some of the other patrons are still furiously masturbating and cumming all over the floor at the sight of the father and son tied together as they are both positively drowned in gallons of horse sperm. All eyes are on Arcturus’s naked body and his cocklet still twitching like possessed, the lewdly mischievous little boy blossoming as he coos with his daddy.

- “Da. Can I have some more? Before mister Brandon comes back? Pretty please?”

Liam’s doggy cock throbs up inside his son’s tight tail hole, making the horny eight-year-old boy coo out as his inner pleasure button is ravaged once more. The adult border collie chuckles and gestures to some of the willing men to come closer. The adorable little pup on his lap squees in heavenly bliss at seeing many more manly erect penises approach.

“Alright, lads. Line up. My son wants to taste yer milk an’ ya have time ‘till my knot unlocks. Or until me son passes out a happy boy. Whichever cum’s first.”