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(I've mostly given up trying to figure out how to get Inkbunny to properly deal with tabs/paragraph indents...)", "writing": "\tGarret raised the back of his arm to his forehead to wipe the sweat away from his eyes. His brown mane dripped down across his white-splotched snout and down his neck. His black tank-top clung to his frame, showing off the muscles beneath, which Garret wouldn't have minded if it weren't for how uncomfortable and sticky everything felt.\n\n\tJuly in the Midwest could be so humid it felt like breathing mud and today was one of those days. Even in the shade, the temperature felt at least 100 degrees. Garret originally thought he could get in a run through the neighborhood, just to stay a bit active while classes were out, but no. It had been a horrible idea.\n\n\tJess, his girlfriend, was sitting on one of the patio chairs under the big umbrella playing on her phone. ``Doing okay?'' she asked, her lips turned up at one corner. \n\n\tGarret groaned and rolled to his side, the poured concrete tiles beneath him already warmed by his body heat and not doing much to help him from the heat. \n\n\tShe'd told him not to go running today. He'd spent his whole life near the mountains where it was far more arid. Sure, it might get pretty hot, but it rarely, if ever, had the cloying, sticky miasma of humidity that oozed from the midwestern skies. He hadn't made it half a mile at his normal pace before he felt like he was drowning. But that was 85% humidity for you.\n\n\tJess was suffering just by sitting in the shade, wearing nothing but a bikini top and gym shorts. Her black and brown fur glistened with a light sheen of sweat, and she hadn't done anything more strenuous than crank the umbrella open. She sat outside in solidarity for her boyfriend's efforts, though, and because he looked good laying on the ground, a sweaty mess.\n\n\t``You should put your arms over your head. That's supposed to help your diaphragm or something,'' she said, searching the internet to double-check that as she watched Garret stretch his arms out along the concrete beneath him. ``Well, close enough.''\n\n\t``How did you survive here?'' he asked, cutting some of the dramatics and sitting up. He did feel pretty awful, and he wasn't sure a shower was going to be enough to make him feel clean.\n\n\tJess snorted, sticking her tongue out at him. The tip had a metal stud poking through, just like her eyebrows and her floppy, rottweiler ears. ``It sucked. That's why I'm going to college out west and not staying here.'' \n\n\tGarret lifted his arms above his head and took a deep breath, stretching his neck side to side. ``It didn't feel all that bad when we got here.''\n\n\tThey'd met in college near where Garret lived and started dating a few months ago. Two days ago, they'd arrived back at Jess's parents' house to visit for a couple weeks. \n\n\t``Yeah, it had just rained a ton before we arrived. That sometimes makes it feel good for a day or so. Luckily, it should rain again soon,'' she said, closing her phone and sitting up. ``I've got to take something to my dad at work and drop off something to mail. Do you want to come with? Or do you wanna shower and stuff?''\n\n\tGarret looked down at his shirt and grimaced. ``I don't want to sit in the car like this, that feels so gross.''\n\n\t``Yeah, that's why I've got the leather seats. Way easier to clean,'' she said. She pushed herself to her feet and stepped around the little coffee table to hover over the horse. \n\n\tGarret looked up at her, his tongue lolling out to exaggerate his panting. ``The heat sucks.''\n\n\tJess smiled and gave a sympathizing nod, her paws on her hips. ``Yeah, babe. Go get a shower and hang out in the basement with Riley. It'll be cool down there.'' Riley was her younger brother, still in high school. He seemed nice enough, and they played some of the same games. \n\n\t``Yeah, alright. How long do you think you'll be out?'' Garret asked, pushing his mane from his face again.\n\n\t``Probably just an hour or so. I might stop and get us some lunch on the way back, cause I'll probably be hungry by then.'' She walked over to the back door and slid it open to go inside.\n\n\tGarret stood up and stretched his arms to the side, shaking his legs out. ``I'll see you when you get back, then.''\n\n\tShe left the door open for him as she headed to her room to grab a quick change of clothes. He stepped inside the house and pulled the door and blinds shut. It felt much nicer inside, but still a bit stuffy from how pervasive the humidity was today.\n\n\tGarret waited just inside the backdoor, drying himself off with some paper towels so he wouldn't drip too much going through the house. Jess rushed down the stairs, a baggy shirt thrown over her that almost hid her shorts from view. ``Bye!'' she called over her shoulder, a box under one arm as she went out the front door.\n\n\t Garret used the shower in the upstairs hallway and spent ten minutes just letting the hot water soak into his short, chestnut-brown hide. He had a white splotch across his muzzle, a few on his stomach, and one on his lower back above his tail. His mane was a darker shade of brown that looked almost black when wet. He considered trying to shampoo it all today, but he felt he'd need another shower before bed, so he decided to wait.\n\n\tFingers worked across his body, cleaning his body free of the gritty feel that sweat and laying on the ground had left on him. He soaped up his body and let the water rinse it away. When he soaped up his leathery, black sheath, he couldn't help the instinctual swell of his shaft under his fingers.\n\n\tHe and Jess hadn't done anything for a week or so before the trip and certainly weren't going to risk doing anything with her brother or parents around. He didn't get much time to himself, either. A few inches of black, equine shaft slipped out of his pouch and he gave it a firm squeeze, tugging until it was at full length in his grip.\n\n\tGarret just stared down at the mushroom head of his shaft, fingers tracing just under the head as he worked his grip down to the medial ring about halfway down his cock. It felt good, but...\n\n\tThe horse just sighed and let his hand fall away. It didn't take long for him to go soft and mostly retreat back into his sheath as he rinsed all the soap from his body. He felt pent up, but he didn't exactly feel... in the mood.\n\n He sighed and shut off the water, pulling a towel into the shower so he could dry himself off. The clothes he put on were much like what he on before, just clean and dry: a black tank top and blue gym shorts. He left the ceiling vent fan whirring overhead and turned off the lights as he left the bathroom.\n\n\tHis girlfriend's house was much nicer than the one he'd grown up in, but maybe everyone always thinks the grass is greener. Jess, Riley, and their parents all had rooms upstairs, along with an office. Garret left the top floor, passing the ground floor where the kitchen, living room, and his guest bedroom were, to go downstairs where it was cool.\n\n\tThe stairs didn't even creak as he clomped down into the darkness. It was noticeably cooler, and he rounded the corner, passing through a curtain to enter the ``game room''. A long couch split the basement in half with a projector on the wall in front, and as Garret made it to the bottom of the stairs, the projector lit up.\n\n\tIt took the horse a second for his eyes to adjust from light-dark-light. The projector must have just turned on, because the image went from the bright white of just light, to projecting a black image on the TV. There was no sound, and Garret could just barely see Riley's head over the back of the couch with headphones on.\n\n\tGarret stepped forward, opening his mouth to get Riley's attention, but the words died on his lips when he saw the image on the projector screen shift. A familiar logo flashed across the screen and Garret's eyes went wide as he realized what Riley was watching. He didn't need the image to change again to actually show him, but the subject definitely caught him off guard.\n\n\tHe'd caught his college roommate looking at porn before and had expected to see some chick with giant boobs practically thrusting them into the camera, or maybe with some shot up between her legs while she made sounds like an injured parrot. He hadn't expected to see a muscular tiger on screen kneeling in front of a tall, black horse.\n\n\tThe tiger was using both paws to hold the horse's jeans open so he could nuzzle and mouth over the obvious bulge in the horse's jockstrap. It strained the pouch, an obvious wet spot darkening the red fabric where the mushroom head pressed. The horse put a hand on the back of the tiger's head and then leaned to one side, peering around the corner of the wall he was leaning on.\n\n\tIt was then that Garret realized that this was going on in some public park. The pair had set up the camera to film them and were trying to keep an eye out so they wouldn't get caught. That was... very hot, the horse thought, his face a bit red. He hadn't watched much porn, because what he had seen had usually been more produced and fake, and he'd figured it wasn't his thing. This was different.\n\n\tThe tiger was now blowing the horse while jerking himself off, and Garret didn't realize that other people could like it. Jess liked having sex, but she wasn't always interested in being an active part, and she didn't like giving head. Oh, she'd do it, though. She'd give him head and make all the appropriate noises like an actor following a part and wouldn't even complain. She performed her duty as she felt it was to be expected. The tiger on screen was actively getting off to choking himself on the horse's dick.\n\n\tGarret took a step closer, mouth open as he watched from behind the couch. He could see Riley's head was focused on the screen, headphones clamped down over his floppy ears. The way his arm moved, he was obviously touching himself, but Garret couldn't see. Not that he wanted to, he told himself.\n\n\tGarret had experimented when he was little, but that hardly counted. Sucking dick then was just trying to figure out what things were, and he didn't consider himself bi or gay or anything. Still, he found it hard to deny how hot he found the video. What would it be like to have a partner who was hungry for you like that? Or to feel that way towards someone else?\n\n\tRiley shifted around on the couch and Garret took a step closer, trying to remain hidden from view. He was close enough to the couch that he could just barely see into the rottweiler's lap. He expected - maybe hoped - to see Riley jerking himself off, but the dog was just tracing his fingers over the bulge in his underwear. \n\n\tGarret turned his attention back to the video, his cheeks heating up a bit. It felt weird to be perving on his girlfriend's younger brother, though he was disappointed that Riley hadn't pulled it out yet. The bulge looked kind of impressive, and he wondered how much the dog was packing.\n\n\tIt was difficult to focus on the action going on onscreen when Riley's movements were in Garret's peripheral vision. He knew he should just back up and leave before Riley noticed him, but those headphones were keeping the kid deaf to the world. Garret would have preferred it if he could hear the noises, especially as the horse on screen started thrusting into the tiger's mouth.\n\n\tGarret could feel his own shaft swelling and pressing against his boxers, and he had to adjust himself so that the tip was held against his stomach by the waistband. His fingers came away damp with pre that he wiped off on the bottom of his shirt. \n\n\tRiley was still rubbing his fingers over the bulge in his underwear and Garret stepped forward again, almost touching the back of the couch now. More and more, the young rottweiler was the object of Garret's attention. Riley could have been a hundred years old with buck teeth and ratty fur at this point. The important part was proximity, and the horse was leaning as close as he dared to try and get a better view of Riley's package. He should have paid more attention to where he was standing.\n\n\tGarret's ears passed in front of the beam of light coming from the projector, casting a shadow on the screen that Riley noticed immediately. The rottweiler's head snapped around to face the horse, and it took Garret a moment to pull his eyes off the rottie's dick to realize he'd been caught.\n\n\tRiley reached up to yank his headphones off. ``C-can I help you?!'' he asked, sounding incredulous.\n\n\tGarret squawked in alarm and took a step backwards, raising both his hands in defense. ``Sorry! I was just...'' the horse wasn't sure what to say, and without his hand rubbing his dick through his shorts, the weight of it pulled the front of his waistband down just enough for his dick to flop down. Luckily his shirt went down enough that all Riley could see was the obvious shape of the horse's dick flopping around under his shirt.\n\n\tRiley's face was heated, though the low lights and his dark, black and brown fur kept made him look more sullen than embarrassed. ``Dude, where you watching me?'' Riley asked.\n\n\t``No!'' Garret growled, yanking his shorts back up and shoving his dick to the side, still hard as a rock. His boxers did little to hide his erection, especially as the head pressed through the open fly and strained against the thin material of his shorts. ``Why are you just watching porn in the living room?'' he accused.\n\n\t``I thought you guys were leaving.'' Riley was watching the horse try to hide himself, a grin tugging up one corner of his muzzle. ``Are you wearing boxers? With a big dick?''\n\n\tThe horse just hunched forward and tugged the front of his shirt down over the bulge, hoping the shadows would help hide him. ``What, you want me to wear tighty-whities like you?'' Garret shot back.\n\n\t``What?'' Riley sounded shocked. The young dog stood up and stepped over to the wall, flicking one of the switches and turning the light on, making both of them wince. ``These aren't white.''\n\n\tGarret knew he could just have walked away at any time and was kicking himself for not having done so the second he was caught. When the lights came on, he was turning to do just that when the dog put his hands on his hips and posed.\n\n\tThe dog's underwear wasn't white, Garret had to give him that. They were a soft blue with a black waistband and a dark blue pawprint on one thigh. They also had a considerable bulge and a damp spot on the opposite side that Garret couldn't pull his eyes from. \n\n\tAlmost ten seconds of silence passed, and Garret realized he needed to say something. With effort, he pulled his gaze away, brow furrowed in embarrassment and pulse racing from arousal. This was a train wreck. ``Th-they looked white, uh... in the dark.''\n\n\tRiley didn't look annoyed anymore, just smug. He shook his hips back and forth, his package shifting around under the blue underwear. ``So, you were looking?'' he teased.\n\n\tThe playful tone made Garret glare up at Riley, only getting a grin in return. The horse's expression turned sheepish, and he shrugged a shoulder. ``Yeah, so? Now you're trying to show off.\"\n\n\tRiley stopped and gave the horse a look that said duh before shaking his head. ``Do you wanna see it or not?''\n\n\tGarret's mouth went dry, and his eyes flicked down to the dog's bulge. He didn't even try to tell himself that he didn't want to, because he very much did. Saying so was harder, so he just nodded and tried not to look upset about it.\n\n\tRiley grinned and walked around the couch to stand in front of the horse, the black t-shirt he was wearing pulled up to expose his belly. He was about the same height as Garret, but lanky instead of muscular. ``Think I'm bigger than you?''\n\n\tGarret didn't like to brag, so he was about to say maybe when the dog hooked his thumbs on the waistband of his underwear and tugged downwards. Riley's dick flopped out in front of him, thicker around than the dog's wrist and oozing pre as it hung in the open. ``Holy shit.''\n\n\tRiley giggled and squeezed the base of his dick with one paw, angling it upwards and giving it a few strokes. His foreskin slid back and forth, revealing the pre-slick, maroon head beneath. ``Yeah, that's what Derrick - fox at my school - said when I showed him,'' the rottweiler said. \n\n\tGarret was staring openly at the dog's dick at this point, but he didn't care. He wanted to suck it. His own dick throbbed, making the front of his shorts bob since he'd stopped trying to hide himself. When Riley shook his dick, Garret blinked and looked up, realizing he'd missed something. ``What?''\n\n\t``I asked if it was bigger than yours. Show me yours, too!'' Riley said, tugging down on one side of his underwear before they fell down his legs and he could kick them aside.\n\n\tGarret knew he was thinking with his dick and not his brain, because he'd already started moving his paws without noticing. ``What about Jess?''\n\n\tRiley paused. ``I don't know. Don't tell her? She probably wouldn't care, based on the fanfics she used to write.''\n\n\t``Fanfics?'' Garret asked.\n\n\tThe rottweiler's expression soured for the first time since he'd caught Garret and he shook his head. ``Forget that. She'd kill me. Come on, whip it out.''\n\n\tGarret looked down at his paws and he remembered what he was doing. Ethical dilemmas successfully dodged, he used one hand to pull up the hem of his shirt and pull down the waistband of his shorts and underwear. His cock jutted up from his leathery, black sheath, pre glistening at the tip of the mushroom head.\n\n\t``Whoa, I've never seen one in person before,'' Riley said, stepping closer, his own cock stiffening at the sight as he stroked it. ``A horse dick, I mean. Derrick has a knot, though, and that's kind of cool.''\n\n\tGarret didn't object when Riley's paw reached down and gripped just beneath the medial ring of his dick, angling it down. That light touch felt way better than it had any right to, and when Riley pressed his dick to Garret's, the horse couldn't hold back a soft groan.\n\n\tRiley squeezed their dicks together, feeling the heat of the horse's cock on his own. ``Dang, I like your... uh, ring?'' he said, fingers rubbing back and forth over the ridge of Garret's medial ring. ``Can't believe I'm bigger than a horse, though.''\n\n\tGarret looked down at how the head of Riley's cock pressed into his groin, smearing pre against his hide, but his own didn't quite reach to the dog's crotch. Riley's shaft was definitely thicker, too, though Garret was sure his own cock head flared wider. Maybe. ``We're not any bigger on average, you know,'' he muttered.\n\n\t``Shut up, let me have this,'' Riley teased, giving Garret's shaft another squeeze. The rottweiler let go of his own dick and traced fingers across every inch, exploring how it felt. ``Dang, you're leaky, though. Like me.''\n\n\tGarret closed his eyes as the younger dog stroked and played with his dick, eventually moving one of his hands up to grasp Riley?s in return. It felt hot in his hand, hefty and slick with pre that kept dribbling out of the head. When Garret squeezed, he felt it throb against his grip, and it made his own dick flex in the dog's paws.\n\n\t``Wanna suck it?'' Riley asked suddenly.\n\n\t``Yeah,'' Garret mumbled reflexively, though it took a second for him to realize what he'd agreed to. Not that he was going to back out; this was what he wanted, after all.\n\n\tRiley stepped away and leaned on the back of the couch, spreading his legs just a bit. ``Funny, cause I was thinking of myself as the horse in the video I was watching,'' he teased. \n\n\tGarret glanced past Riley to the video that was still playing. The on-screen horse was now pounding into the tiger, pinning him to the wall. Garret was surprised they hadn't been caught. \n\n\tHe let his own shorts and boxers fall to the floor, stepping out of them as he knelt down in front of Riley. The rottie's cock looked even bigger when it was inches from his face and it made his mouth water. One of his hands came up to cup Riley's brown-furred balls, testing their weight. Even these were bigger than his own, if just barely. His other hand closed lightly around the head of the rottweiler's dick and pulled back, watching the foreskin slide back.\n\n\t``Have you done this before?'' Riley asked, his eyes half-lidded as he watched the horse explore his bits. ``If not, don't try to take the whole thing.''\n\n\tGarret rolled his eyes, fighting back the urge to say something sarcastic. ``It's been a while. Never on anyone this big,'' he admitted, then, before Riley could tease him, he leaned forward and wrapped his mouth around the head of Riley's shaft.\n\n\tThe taste was kind of salty and sweet in a subtle way that wasn't unpleasant at all. Garret closed his eyes and felt the dog's cock pulse between his lips, pre pooling on his tongue and he swallowed. Before he could catch himself, he let out a low, pleased moan and pushed his head further down on the dog's cock, earning a pleased sigh from above.\n\n\t``Damn, you sound like you like it,'' Riley teased, putting a paw between the horse's ears and running them through his dark brown mane. ``Careful of your teeth. Yeah, like that,'' he said, guiding the horse's head as Garret adjusted to the size.\n\n\tThere was no way Garret could have deepthroated Riley if he tried, but halfway felt good enough for now, and feeling the warm flesh pulse against his tongue felt physically good. His cock throbbed and he abandoned Riley's balls to begin stroking his own cock. \n\n\tRiley watched the horse go down on him, humping against the horse's snout whenever he tried to pull away. ``You having fun?''\n\n\tGarret's face burned with embarrassment at that question, but he nodded anyway. He knew that there'd be a lot to think about and consider later, but for now he just enjoyed the moment. Then he pushed his muzzle a bit too far down and gagged, making him pull off entirely with a gasp for air.\n\n\tRiley laughed and continued stroking through Garret's mane. ``Sorry. I think I thrust a bit too far,'' he said, dropping his paw to start stroking his cock. ``Can I put it in you?''\n\n\tGarret was panting openly as he tried to fight down his gag reflex. He was staring hungrily at the dog's cock, wanting to try over and over until he could busy his snout in the dog's lap, but he was listening. ``What? Are you kidding me?''\n\n\t``Come on, please? Horse's don't have sphincters or something, so it should be easy! I'll prep you, too,'' Riley pleaded, giving the horse puppy dog eyes.\n\n\tGarret stared up at the rottweiler with a look of utter confusion. ``That's not - I mean,\" the horse sighed, not wanting to argue. He did want to try, though. ``Fine, but you have to suck my dick, too,'' he demanded.\n\n\tRiley snorted and pushed himself away from the couch. ``Okay, whatever. Deal.'' He grabbed Garret by one arm and helped the horse to his feet, pulling him around to the front of the couch.\n\n\t``Do you want me on my back?'' he asked, suddenly feeling apprehensive. He'd never tried anal before, except for once when Jess had stuck a couple fingers in him while blowing him. That had been fun, but she said she didn't enjoy it. Killjoy. \n\n\t``Yeah, just lay down on your back and relax,'' Riley said, his paws pushing and pulling on the horse's arms and legs until he had Garret on his back, knees pulled up to his chest.\n\n\tGarret closed his eyes and tried to relax. He felt so vulnerable like this, but the conductor on his freightliner was shouting Full speed ahead! As he lay on his back, watching the dog's dick bobbing dangerously close to his virgin hole, he felt more like the iceberg than the ship.\n\n\tRiley ogled the horse's upturned ass like a kid in a candy shop before kneeling down in front of the couch. ``I thought it'd look different, but maybe not,'' the dog said.\n\n\tGarret was about to ask what Riley was talking about when he felt something wet and slippery press against his hole. The dog's tongue wriggled sloppily across his passage, and with how he'd been trying to relax, it slipped right inside. Garret yelped in alarm and clapped a hand over his mouth to keep from making more noises. It felt strange.\n\n Riley's eyes were open and watching the horse's flustered expression as he worked his tongue back and forth through the horse's hole. He'd done this before with his friend Derrick, but the fox couldn?t take more than the head of his dick. \n\n\tGarret managed to relax enough to enjoy the sensation of something sliding in and out of his hole, even if it wasn't much. The rottweiler was feeling up his thighs, squeezing and rubbing along the horse's chestnut hide. One of those paws moved to Garret's dick and squeezed just beneath the head and the dog finally pulled his muzzle free.\n\n\t``Damn, you feel so hard right now,'' Riley said, squeezing the horse cock in his paw and stroking his grip down to the base. ``Ready?''\n\n\t``Ngh, what? Seriously, there's no way that'll fit,'' Garret said, looking down his chest at the dog kneeling between his legs.\n\n\tRiley nosed forward into the horse's balls, inhaling deeply before pulling back. ``If it hurts, we'll stop, okay?'' The horse just grumbled and nodded his approval.\n\n\tThe rottweiler stood up and gave his dick a few strokes before positioning the head at Garret's hole. He smeared the head around in small circles, watching Garret tense up at the contact. Slowly, though, the horse relaxed, and Riley pushed forward. \n\n\tGarret had his arms wrapped around the back of his knees, laying on his back with nowhere to go. He tensed when he felt the dog's member tease at his hole. Relaxing took some effort, but he was rewarded as several inches of the dog's cock speared into him before he gasped and clenched down reflexively.\n\n\t``Guh, w-wait! Stop!'' Garret wheezed, eyes going wide as Riley ground another inch forward into his guts. It didn't quite hurt, but if this wasn't pain, Garret didn't have a good name for it. Overwhelming.\n\n\tRiley moaned and flexed his cock, making the horse grunt. ``Damn, dude. You took more than half of me.''\n\n\tGarret blinked and stared down between his legs but couldn't see. ``Really?'' he felt like he'd taken an entire baseball bat under his tail, but surely it hadn't been more than an inch or two.\n\n\t``You're so warm, too. Holy shit,'' Riley pulled his hips back then rocked forward on instinct, sinking deeper.\n\n\tGarret gasped and let go of one of his legs to reach out and grab the dog's shirt. ``Stopstopstop, ngh, fuck.'' Garret hissed through gritted teeth and tried his best to force himself to relax, but it was hard with something so large inside him.\n\n\t``If you let me just like, bottom out, you can adjust to it all at once,'' Riley suggested, shifting his weight and sliding an inch or two out.\n\n\tThe horse groaned as he felt Riley's cock slide out. It was pressing on his prostate like this, keeping his dick mostly-hard and leaking against his belly, even if the discomfort was making him reconsider things. He didn't even hear Riley's suggestion to tell him no and could only cry out when the rottweiler's hips suddenly clapped against his own.\n\n\tRiley winced as the paw gripping his shirt moved to his side and squeezed, nails digging in against flesh. The horse was strong. ``Sorry! I won't move, okay?'' the rottie said, even if he was shifting closer and trying to kneel on the couch. \n\n\tGarret kept his jaw clenched tight, one hand over his mouth and the other gripping Riley's side. His legs had nowhere to go, and he held them awkwardly out of the way, trying to focus on relaxing. The pain under his tail wasn't too bad, if only the dog would stop trying to grind forward into him.\n\n\tA paw snaked between their bodies and fingers clasped around the head of Garret's cock, a thumb pressing right over his urethra. Pre bubbled out and drooled over Riley's fingers as the horse's cock flexed in his hand. ``Damn, see? You're still super hard.''\n\n\tThe horse saw stars as the touch to his shaft made him clamp down on the cock invading his passage. It made Riley feel so much bigger. ``You're fucking huge,'' he whispered, finally letting his hand fall away from his mouth. ``Why did I say yes to this?''\n\n\tRiley grinned and pulled out a couple inches before thrusting forward, not quite able to bottom back out as Garret clenched down. ``Mmf, you feel so good. Can I move yet?''\n\n\t``You're already moving!'' Garret snapped, though he didn't tell Riley to stop. He had a feeling it would fall on floppy, deaf ears.\n\n\tThe rottweiler paused and continued stroking the horse's shaft. His paw was soaked in pre, and it made slick, squelching noises as he palmed over the firm ridge halfway down Garret's length. ``Sorry, I'll stay still for a bit.'' \n\n\tGarret let his head roll to the side, his breathing slowing gradually as he accustomed to the large member stretching his insides. The fingers teasing over his dick felt good, though, and he couldn't help the breathy moans or grunts he made. Jess was good at getting him off, but it felt more mechanical than Riley's careful exploration and deliberate squeezes.\n\n\tRiley angled the horse's cock upwards and managed to lean down far enough to press his short, blunt muzzle to the thick head. His tongue dragged out over the slick, black flesh. It flared under his attention, pushing his fingers apart and the dog repeated the lick, feeling pre start to run down his chin. ``Damn dude, do you always leak like this? Or is it cause of...''\n\n\tGarret lifted his head, cracking one eye open. ``Ngh? Because of... ohhh, fuck.'' The horse let his head fall back on the couch as he felt Riley's cock grind back into him, spreading him wide. \n\n\tThe rottie put a paw on the horse's stomach to balance himself, cupping the flared head of Garret's dick with the other and holding it in place to lick and mouth over. Riley mumbled something under his breath and brushed his muzzle across the dripping tip, smearing pre into his fur. ``You smell so good...''\n\n\tGarret's cock throbbed against Riley's muzzle, more pre drooling out against the dog's fur. It was hot seeing someone enjoy him so thoroughly, and the hot, hard length inside him was grinding back and forth against his prostate, keeping the pain and discomfort tolerable. He tried to go as limp as he could, both hands resting atop his chest while his legs were loose around Riley's waist.\n\n\tRiley's slow, grinding movements began to pick up speed as his control ebbed. Garret wasn't objecting or tensing up, so he pulled back about halfway and thrust in. The horse's walls gripped him tight, milking him as he bottomed out once more. Garret let out a stifled groan and his hands clenched. ``Feel good?''\n\n\tThe horse's cheeks were a bit pink under his chestnut hide, and it barely showed through the white splotch of fur atop his snout. He closed his eyes and nodded quietly, trying to focus on the paw squeezing his dick. ``Y-yeah.''\n\n\t``Good, you're so warm and tight,'' Riley said, tilting his head back and sighing happily as he gave a few quick thrusts. His body was trembling all over from the effort of holding back. The black and brown fur around his muzzle and neck were damp with the horse's pre, though even more was leaking from Garret's stretched hole.\n\n\tRiley shifted his grip to hold onto Garret's thighs and began a quick, hard rhythm, his balls slapping off the underside of the horse's tail. He could feel his peak rising even when he didn't move and didn't want the horse to just milk him to an orgasm. \n\n\tGarret gritted his teeth and let out a soft hiss of pain as the dog's thrusts began to gain speed and power. His cock was still hard against his belly, flare wide and pre making a mess of his shirt and the fur underneath. He was so focused on trying to stay relaxed that he didn't notice that each thrust was bringing him closer and closer to the edge.\n\n\tRiley was picking up speed, body trembling all over as he leaned over the horse and thrust away. His mouth was hanging open dopily, one ear flopped over in the wrong direction, and his eyes were squeezed shut in concentration. ``Almost... rrf, come on, just a bit more,'' he muttered under his breath.\n\n\tGarret had one hand wrapped around his lower jaw and chin, partially covering his mouth to keep the moans and whimpers - sounds he was more used to Jess making than himself - from being too loud. The other paw was held close to his head, covering one eye in an attempt to scrunch in on himself. His chest was heaving, breath puffing from his nostrils as he rode out the dog's furious thrusts.\n\n\tRiley was shaking all over, teetering on the edge of his climax and trying to tip himself over. His nub tail was absolutely still, and his hips worked in short, staccato thrusts, only an inch or two of his cock slipping free as he ground himself forward. The dog let out a long whine and gave three more short thrusts before drawing out all the way and slamming forward. He pushed his head up under Garret's throat, muzzle tucked against the horse's neck as he let out a desperate whine and then gasped as he finally came.\n\n\tGarret could feel the dog's thrusts slowing and his cock ached between them. The younger dog was practically laying atop him, trapping the horse's cock between their chests. The pressure against his prostate was almost enough for him, but when the dog went rigid and came, the horse lost his composure.\n\n\tHe let go of his jaw and wormed that hand down between them until his fingers found the flared head of his cock. The other hand wrapped around the back of Riley's head and pulled him close, mashing the dog's muzzle against his neck. It didn't take more than a few jerks and squeezes before Garret's body was shaking under the dog's.\n\n\tGarret's eyes squeezed tight, and he let out a big huff of air before groaning in a mix of pain and pleasure. His passage clamped down hard on the thick length inside him, making it feel twice as big. His flared cock slipped free from his fingers, too slick with pre to get a good hold on that mushroom head. He didn't try to grab it again, just wrapped both arms around Riley's back and thrust up hard against the dog's body.\n\n\tRiley felt the flared horse cock grind wetly up against his shirt before something hard hit him in the chin, making him jerk his head to the side. It took him a second to realize that it was horse cum that had caught him in the muzzle, and more was making a mess between their bodies. He could even see some pooling over the horse's throat and neck.\n\n\tGarret couldn't remember the last time he'd came so hard. He squeezed down on the length invading him and it only made his cock throb harder. His cum splashed against his neck and he hugged the lighter dog to his chest, not trying to hide his moans from the dog. He rocked his hips in small, gyrating motions as his orgasm tore through him. When he was finally spent, he just went limp beneath the dog, letting his arms fall to the side.\n\n\tRiley was still hard under the horse's tail, buried to the hilt, though plenty of his cum had dripped out from around his length, ensuring he'd have to clean the couch before anyone noticed. ``Damn, that - ''\n\n\tHe didn't get to say anything else, because the horse had pulled his head back and mashed their lips together before the rottie could say more. They lay there for a minute, mouths pressed together, and tongues just gently teasing each other's. When it broke, Riley let his head fall to the horse's shoulder.\n\n\t``What was that for?'' he asked, sounding amused, and not at all upset.\n\n\tGarret's face was flushed, and he brought a hand up to pet over the back of Riley's neck. ``What? I like kissing, okay?''\n\n\tRiley snorted and closed his eyes, nosing back against the horse's neck, smearing more of the horse's cum across his snout. ``Mm, fine.'' He shifted weight, digging more of his shaft into the horse beneath him.\n\n\tGarret gasped and arched his back. ``C-can you pull out yet?'' the horse grunted, face red as he instinctively squeezed down on the shaft inside him. It didn't hurt, but the sensation of having something pressing on his insides, and against his prostate, after he'd just cum so hard was making his head spin.\n\n\tThe rottie just rocked his hips against Garret's and made the horse moan and clench down. ``Aww, come on, I can probably go another round,'' he teased, but he started pushing himself away and gingerly eased himself from the horse's hole.\n\n\tGarret pressed a hand over his face, blushing hard as he couldn't hold back a whine as Riley's cock tugged from his hole. When it pulled free, he clenched down instinctively, feeling empty. Cum was everywhere, and he knew he'd have to get another shower and change of clothes.\n\n\tRiley's nub tail was wagging happy as he stood up from the couch and stretched his arms and legs. ``So, where did Jess go?''\n\n\tGarret just let himself relax and flop down against the couch, his shirt a sticky mess of cum, and his everything aching. His balls from cumming so hard, his ass from being so thoroughly stretched, and his neck from being humped back into the couch at a weird angle. Altogether, it felt pretty great.\n\n\t``Mm? Oh, your mom's work, I think. And maybe lunch. I forget.'' He lifted his head and peered around. ``My phone's in my pocket. Where - ah.'' Riley handed him his phone, and he opened it to check for messages. ``Uh, maybe twenty minutes or so?''\n\n\t``Until she's back?'' Riley asked, getting a nod from Garret. ``Good, we can hurry.''\n\n\t\n\n\tThe rest of the day had gone by in a blur. Cleaning up the evidence, eating lunch with Jess and Riley like nothing had happened, and then games and shows until it was late. \n\n\tGarret wasn't sure what show they were watching, as it had changed several times since they'd finished eating dinner. His mind was not on the show. Jess was snuggled up at his side playing on her phone, also ignoring the show she'd put on. Riley was on the other end of the couch playing on his phone as well, though he at least appeared to be glancing up half of the time to pay attention.\n\n\t``I think I'm going to get some sleep,'' Jess said, not looking up from her phone.\n\n\tGarret looked down at her and just gave a slow nod before giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. ``Alright. Sleep well.''\n\n\tJess craned her neck up and gave him a kiss on the chin before pushing herself off the couch and giving his leg a squeeze. ``You too, when you do. Night, Riley.''\n\n\t``Night,'' he mumbled, giving her a distracted wave while staring at his phone.\n\n\tJess stepped around the couch and leaned down to give Garret another kiss on the forehead before heading for the stairs.\n\n\tGarret returned the affection as best he could, watching her go over the back of the couch without saying anything. He hadn't even felt the couch cushions shift before a paw rested on his stomach, giving it a squeeze.\n\n\tRiley was kneeling at his side, eyes alight with mischief as the horse turned around. ``Ready to go again?''\n\n\tThe horse had been thinking about this most of the night. When Jess went to bed, he knew he'd have to make a choice. His final hesitation, a glance over his shoulder at the stairs, was all he allowed himself before turning his attention back to Riley and giving him a nod.\t\n\n\t\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tGarret raised the back of his arm to his forehead to wipe the sweat away from his eyes. His brown mane dripped down across his white-splotched snout and down his neck. His black tank-top clung to his frame, showing off the muscles beneath, which Garret wouldn't have minded if it weren't for how uncomfortable and sticky everything felt.

\tJuly in the Midwest could be so humid it felt like breathing mud and today was one of those days. Even in the shade, the temperature felt at least 100 degrees. Garret originally thought he could get in a run through the neighborhood, just to stay a bit active while classes were out, but no. It had been a horrible idea.

\tJess, his girlfriend, was sitting on one of the patio chairs under the big umbrella playing on her phone. ``Doing okay?'' she asked, her lips turned up at one corner.

\tGarret groaned and rolled to his side, the poured concrete tiles beneath him already warmed by his body heat and not doing much to help him from the heat.

\tShe'd told him not to go running today. He'd spent his whole life near the mountains where it was far more arid. Sure, it might get pretty hot, but it rarely, if ever, had the cloying, sticky miasma of humidity that oozed from the midwestern skies. He hadn't made it half a mile at his normal pace before he felt like he was drowning. But that was 85% humidity for you.

\tJess was suffering just by sitting in the shade, wearing nothing but a bikini top and gym shorts. Her black and brown fur glistened with a light sheen of sweat, and she hadn't done anything more strenuous than crank the umbrella open. She sat outside in solidarity for her boyfriend's efforts, though, and because he looked good laying on the ground, a sweaty mess.

\t``You should put your arms over your head. That's supposed to help your diaphragm or something,'' she said, searching the internet to double-check that as she watched Garret stretch his arms out along the concrete beneath him. ``Well, close enough.''

\t``How did you survive here?'' he asked, cutting some of the dramatics and sitting up. He did feel pretty awful, and he wasn't sure a shower was going to be enough to make him feel clean.

\tJess snorted, sticking her tongue out at him. The tip had a metal stud poking through, just like her eyebrows and her floppy, rottweiler ears. ``It sucked. That's why I'm going to college out west and not staying here.''

\tGarret lifted his arms above his head and took a deep breath, stretching his neck side to side. ``It didn't feel all that bad when we got here.''

\tThey'd met in college near where Garret lived and started dating a few months ago. Two days ago, they'd arrived back at Jess's parents' house to visit for a couple weeks.

\t``Yeah, it had just rained a ton before we arrived. That sometimes makes it feel good for a day or so. Luckily, it should rain again soon,'' she said, closing her phone and sitting up. ``I've got to take something to my dad at work and drop off something to mail. Do you want to come with? Or do you wanna shower and stuff?''

\tGarret looked down at his shirt and grimaced. ``I don't want to sit in the car like this, that feels so gross.''

\t``Yeah, that's why I've got the leather seats. Way easier to clean,'' she said. She pushed herself to her feet and stepped around the little coffee table to hover over the horse.

\tGarret looked up at her, his tongue lolling out to exaggerate his panting. ``The heat sucks.''

\tJess smiled and gave a sympathizing nod, her paws on her hips. ``Yeah, babe. Go get a shower and hang out in the basement with Riley. It'll be cool down there.'' Riley was her younger brother, still in high school. He seemed nice enough, and they played some of the same games.

\t``Yeah, alright. How long do you think you'll be out?'' Garret asked, pushing his mane from his face again.

\t``Probably just an hour or so. I might stop and get us some lunch on the way back, cause I'll probably be hungry by then.'' She walked over to the back door and slid it open to go inside.

\tGarret stood up and stretched his arms to the side, shaking his legs out. ``I'll see you when you get back, then.''

\tShe left the door open for him as she headed to her room to grab a quick change of clothes. He stepped inside the house and pulled the door and blinds shut. It felt much nicer inside, but still a bit stuffy from how pervasive the humidity was today.

\tGarret waited just inside the backdoor, drying himself off with some paper towels so he wouldn't drip too much going through the house. Jess rushed down the stairs, a baggy shirt thrown over her that almost hid her shorts from view. ``Bye!'' she called over her shoulder, a box under one arm as she went out the front door.

\t Garret used the shower in the upstairs hallway and spent ten minutes just letting the hot water soak into his short, chestnut-brown hide. He had a white splotch across his muzzle, a few on his stomach, and one on his lower back above his tail. His mane was a darker shade of brown that looked almost black when wet. He considered trying to shampoo it all today, but he felt he'd need another shower before bed, so he decided to wait.

\tFingers worked across his body, cleaning his body free of the gritty feel that sweat and laying on the ground had left on him. He soaped up his body and let the water rinse it away. When he soaped up his leathery, black sheath, he couldn't help the instinctual swell of his shaft under his fingers.

\tHe and Jess hadn't done anything for a week or so before the trip and certainly weren't going to risk doing anything with her brother or parents around. He didn't get much time to himself, either. A few inches of black, equine shaft slipped out of his pouch and he gave it a firm squeeze, tugging until it was at full length in his grip.

\tGarret just stared down at the mushroom head of his shaft, fingers tracing just under the head as he worked his grip down to the medial ring about halfway down his cock. It felt good, but...

\tThe horse just sighed and let his hand fall away. It didn't take long for him to go soft and mostly retreat back into his sheath as he rinsed all the soap from his body. He felt pent up, but he didn't exactly feel... in the mood.

    He sighed and shut off the water, pulling a towel into the shower so he could dry himself off. The clothes he put on were much like what he on before, just clean and dry: a black tank top and blue gym shorts. He left the ceiling vent fan whirring overhead and turned off the lights as he left the bathroom.

\tHis girlfriend's house was much nicer than the one he'd grown up in, but maybe everyone always thinks the grass is greener. Jess, Riley, and their parents all had rooms upstairs, along with an office. Garret left the top floor, passing the ground floor where the kitchen, living room, and his guest bedroom were, to go downstairs where it was cool.

\tThe stairs didn't even creak as he clomped down into the darkness. It was noticeably cooler, and he rounded the corner, passing through a curtain to enter the ``game room''. A long couch split the basement in half with a projector on the wall in front, and as Garret made it to the bottom of the stairs, the projector lit up.

\tIt took the horse a second for his eyes to adjust from light-dark-light. The projector must have just turned on, because the image went from the bright white of just light, to projecting a black image on the TV. There was no sound, and Garret could just barely see Riley's head over the back of the couch with headphones on.

\tGarret stepped forward, opening his mouth to get Riley's attention, but the words died on his lips when he saw the image on the projector screen shift. A familiar logo flashed across the screen and Garret's eyes went wide as he realized what Riley was watching. He didn't need the image to change again to actually show him, but the subject definitely caught him off guard.

\tHe'd caught his college roommate looking at porn before and had expected to see some chick with giant boobs practically thrusting them into the camera, or maybe with some shot up between her legs while she made sounds like an injured parrot. He hadn't expected to see a muscular tiger on screen kneeling in front of a tall, black horse.

\tThe tiger was using both paws to hold the horse's jeans open so he could nuzzle and mouth over the obvious bulge in the horse's jockstrap. It strained the pouch, an obvious wet spot darkening the red fabric where the mushroom head pressed. The horse put a hand on the back of the tiger's head and then leaned to one side, peering around the corner of the wall he was leaning on.

\tIt was then that Garret realized that this was going on in some public park. The pair had set up the camera to film them and were trying to keep an eye out so they wouldn't get caught. That was... very hot, the horse thought, his face a bit red. He hadn't watched much porn, because what he had seen had usually been more produced and fake, and he'd figured it wasn't his thing. This was different.

\tThe tiger was now blowing the horse while jerking himself off, and Garret didn't realize that other people could like it. Jess liked having sex, but she wasn't always interested in being an active part, and she didn't like giving head. Oh, she'd do it, though. She'd give him head and make all the appropriate noises like an actor following a part and wouldn't even complain. She performed her duty as she felt it was to be expected. The tiger on screen was actively getting off to choking himself on the horse's dick.

\tGarret took a step closer, mouth open as he watched from behind the couch. He could see Riley's head was focused on the screen, headphones clamped down over his floppy ears. The way his arm moved, he was obviously touching himself, but Garret couldn't see. Not that he wanted to, he told himself.

\tGarret had experimented when he was little, but that hardly counted. Sucking dick then was just trying to figure out what things were, and he didn't consider himself bi or gay or anything. Still, he found it hard to deny how hot he found the video. What would it be like to have a partner who was hungry for you like that? Or to feel that way towards someone else?

\tRiley shifted around on the couch and Garret took a step closer, trying to remain hidden from view. He was close enough to the couch that he could just barely see into the rottweiler's lap. He expected - maybe hoped - to see Riley jerking himself off, but the dog was just tracing his fingers over the bulge in his underwear.

\tGarret turned his attention back to the video, his cheeks heating up a bit. It felt weird to be perving on his girlfriend's younger brother, though he was disappointed that Riley hadn't pulled it out yet. The bulge looked kind of impressive, and he wondered how much the dog was packing.

\tIt was difficult to focus on the action going on onscreen when Riley's movements were in Garret's peripheral vision. He knew he should just back up and leave before Riley noticed him, but those headphones were keeping the kid deaf to the world. Garret would have preferred it if he could hear the noises, especially as the horse on screen started thrusting into the tiger's mouth.

\tGarret could feel his own shaft swelling and pressing against his boxers, and he had to adjust himself so that the tip was held against his stomach by the waistband. His fingers came away damp with pre that he wiped off on the bottom of his shirt.

\tRiley was still rubbing his fingers over the bulge in his underwear and Garret stepped forward again, almost touching the back of the couch now. More and more, the young rottweiler was the object of Garret's attention. Riley could have been a hundred years old with buck teeth and ratty fur at this point. The important part was proximity, and the horse was leaning as close as he dared to try and get a better view of Riley's package. He should have paid more attention to where he was standing.

\tGarret's ears passed in front of the beam of light coming from the projector, casting a shadow on the screen that Riley noticed immediately. The rottweiler's head snapped around to face the horse, and it took Garret a moment to pull his eyes off the rottie's dick to realize he'd been caught.

\tRiley reached up to yank his headphones off. ``C-can I help you?!'' he asked, sounding incredulous.

\tGarret squawked in alarm and took a step backwards, raising both his hands in defense. ``Sorry! I was just...'' the horse wasn't sure what to say, and without his hand rubbing his dick through his shorts, the weight of it pulled the front of his waistband down just enough for his dick to flop down. Luckily his shirt went down enough that all Riley could see was the obvious shape of the horse's dick flopping around under his shirt.

\tRiley's face was heated, though the low lights and his dark, black and brown fur kept made him look more sullen than embarrassed. ``Dude, where you watching me?'' Riley asked.

\t``No!'' Garret growled, yanking his shorts back up and shoving his dick to the side, still hard as a rock. His boxers did little to hide his erection, especially as the head pressed through the open fly and strained against the thin material of his shorts. ``Why are you just watching porn in the living room?'' he accused.

\t``I thought you guys were leaving.'' Riley was watching the horse try to hide himself, a grin tugging up one corner of his muzzle. ``Are you wearing boxers? With a big dick?''

\tThe horse just hunched forward and tugged the front of his shirt down over the bulge, hoping the shadows would help hide him. ``What, you want me to wear tighty-whities like you?'' Garret shot back.

\t``What?'' Riley sounded shocked. The young dog stood up and stepped over to the wall, flicking one of the switches and turning the light on, making both of them wince. ``These aren't white.''

\tGarret knew he could just have walked away at any time and was kicking himself for not having done so the second he was caught. When the lights came on, he was turning to do just that when the dog put his hands on his hips and posed.

\tThe dog's underwear wasn't white, Garret had to give him that. They were a soft blue with a black waistband and a dark blue pawprint on one thigh. They also had a considerable bulge and a damp spot on the opposite side that Garret couldn't pull his eyes from.

\tAlmost ten seconds of silence passed, and Garret realized he needed to say something. With effort, he pulled his gaze away, brow furrowed in embarrassment and pulse racing from arousal. This was a train wreck. ``Th-they looked white, uh... in the dark.''

\tRiley didn't look annoyed anymore, just smug. He shook his hips back and forth, his package shifting around under the blue underwear. ``So, you were looking?'' he teased.

\tThe playful tone made Garret glare up at Riley, only getting a grin in return. The horse's expression turned sheepish, and he shrugged a shoulder. ``Yeah, so? Now you're trying to show off."

\tRiley stopped and gave the horse a look that said duh before shaking his head. ``Do you wanna see it or not?''

\tGarret's mouth went dry, and his eyes flicked down to the dog's bulge. He didn't even try to tell himself that he didn't want to, because he very much did. Saying so was harder, so he just nodded and tried not to look upset about it.

\tRiley grinned and walked around the couch to stand in front of the horse, the black t-shirt he was wearing pulled up to expose his belly. He was about the same height as Garret, but lanky instead of muscular. ``Think I'm bigger than you?''

\tGarret didn't like to brag, so he was about to say maybe when the dog hooked his thumbs on the waistband of his underwear and tugged downwards. Riley's dick flopped out in front of him, thicker around than the dog's wrist and oozing pre as it hung in the open. ``Holy shit.''

\tRiley giggled and squeezed the base of his dick with one paw, angling it upwards and giving it a few strokes. His foreskin slid back and forth, revealing the pre-slick, maroon head beneath. ``Yeah, that's what Derrick - fox at my school - said when I showed him,'' the rottweiler said.

\tGarret was staring openly at the dog's dick at this point, but he didn't care. He wanted to suck it. His own dick throbbed, making the front of his shorts bob since he'd stopped trying to hide himself. When Riley shook his dick, Garret blinked and looked up, realizing he'd missed something. ``What?''

\t``I asked if it was bigger than yours. Show me yours, too!'' Riley said, tugging down on one side of his underwear before they fell down his legs and he could kick them aside.

\tGarret knew he was thinking with his dick and not his brain, because he'd already started moving his paws without noticing. ``What about Jess?''

\tRiley paused. ``I don't know. Don't tell her? She probably wouldn't care, based on the fanfics she used to write.''

\t``Fanfics?'' Garret asked.

\tThe rottweiler's expression soured for the first time since he'd caught Garret and he shook his head. ``Forget that. She'd kill me. Come on, whip it out.''

\tGarret looked down at his paws and he remembered what he was doing. Ethical dilemmas successfully dodged, he used one hand to pull up the hem of his shirt and pull down the waistband of his shorts and underwear. His cock jutted up from his leathery, black sheath, pre glistening at the tip of the mushroom head.

\t``Whoa, I've never seen one in person before,'' Riley said, stepping closer, his own cock stiffening at the sight as he stroked it. ``A horse dick, I mean. Derrick has a knot, though, and that's kind of cool.''

\tGarret didn't object when Riley's paw reached down and gripped just beneath the medial ring of his dick, angling it down. That light touch felt way better than it had any right to, and when Riley pressed his dick to Garret's, the horse couldn't hold back a soft groan.

\tRiley squeezed their dicks together, feeling the heat of the horse's cock on his own. ``Dang, I like your... uh, ring?'' he said, fingers rubbing back and forth over the ridge of Garret's medial ring. ``Can't believe I'm bigger than a horse, though.''

\tGarret looked down at how the head of Riley's cock pressed into his groin, smearing pre against his hide, but his own didn't quite reach to the dog's crotch. Riley's shaft was definitely thicker, too, though Garret was sure his own cock head flared wider. Maybe. ``We're not any bigger on average, you know,'' he muttered.

\t``Shut up, let me have this,'' Riley teased, giving Garret's shaft another squeeze. The rottweiler let go of his own dick and traced fingers across every inch, exploring how it felt. ``Dang, you're leaky, though. Like me.''

\tGarret closed his eyes as the younger dog stroked and played with his dick, eventually moving one of his hands up to grasp Riley?s in return. It felt hot in his hand, hefty and slick with pre that kept dribbling out of the head. When Garret squeezed, he felt it throb against his grip, and it made his own dick flex in the dog's paws.

\t``Wanna suck it?'' Riley asked suddenly.

\t``Yeah,'' Garret mumbled reflexively, though it took a second for him to realize what he'd agreed to. Not that he was going to back out; this was what he wanted, after all.

\tRiley stepped away and leaned on the back of the couch, spreading his legs just a bit.  ``Funny, cause I was thinking of myself as the horse in the video I was watching,'' he teased.

\tGarret glanced past Riley to the video that was still playing. The on-screen horse was now pounding into the tiger, pinning him to the wall. Garret was surprised they hadn't been caught.

\tHe let his own shorts and boxers fall to the floor, stepping out of them as he knelt down in front of Riley. The rottie's cock looked even bigger when it was inches from his face and it made his mouth water. One of his hands came up to cup Riley's brown-furred balls, testing their weight. Even these were bigger than his own, if just barely. His other hand closed lightly around the head of the rottweiler's dick and pulled back, watching the foreskin slide back.

\t``Have you done this before?'' Riley asked, his eyes half-lidded as he watched the horse explore his bits. ``If not, don't try to take the whole thing.''

\tGarret rolled his eyes, fighting back the urge to say something sarcastic. ``It's been a while. Never on anyone this big,'' he admitted, then, before Riley could tease him, he leaned forward and wrapped his mouth around the head of Riley's shaft.

\tThe taste was kind of salty and sweet in a subtle way that wasn't unpleasant at all. Garret closed his eyes and felt the dog's cock pulse between his lips, pre pooling on his tongue and he swallowed. Before he could catch himself, he let out a low, pleased moan and pushed his head further down on the dog's cock, earning a pleased sigh from above.

\t``Damn, you sound like you like it,'' Riley teased, putting a paw between the horse's ears and running them through his dark brown mane. ``Careful of your teeth. Yeah, like that,'' he said, guiding the horse's head as Garret adjusted to the size.

\tThere was no way Garret could have deepthroated Riley if he tried, but halfway felt good enough for now, and feeling the warm flesh pulse against his tongue felt physically good. His cock throbbed and he abandoned Riley's balls to begin stroking his own cock.

\tRiley watched the horse go down on him, humping against the horse's snout whenever he tried to pull away. ``You having fun?''

\tGarret's face burned with embarrassment at that question, but he nodded anyway. He knew that there'd be a lot to think about and consider later, but for now he just enjoyed the moment. Then he pushed his muzzle a bit too far down and gagged, making him pull off entirely with a gasp for air.

\tRiley laughed and continued stroking through Garret's mane. ``Sorry. I think I thrust a bit too far,'' he said, dropping his paw to start stroking his cock. ``Can I put it in you?''

\tGarret was panting openly as he tried to fight down his gag reflex. He was staring hungrily at the dog's cock, wanting to try over and over until he could busy his snout in the dog's lap, but he was listening. ``What? Are you kidding me?''

\t``Come on, please? Horse's don't have sphincters or something, so it should be easy! I'll prep you, too,'' Riley pleaded, giving the horse puppy dog eyes.

\tGarret stared up at the rottweiler with a look of utter confusion. ``That's not -  I mean," the horse sighed, not wanting to argue. He did want to try, though. ``Fine, but you have to suck my dick, too,'' he demanded.

\tRiley snorted and pushed himself away from the couch. ``Okay, whatever. Deal.'' He grabbed Garret by one arm and helped the horse to his feet, pulling him around to the front of the couch.

\t``Do you want me on my back?'' he asked, suddenly feeling apprehensive. He'd never tried anal before, except for once when Jess had stuck a couple fingers in him while blowing him. That had been fun, but she said she didn't enjoy it. Killjoy.

\t``Yeah, just lay down on your back and relax,'' Riley said, his paws pushing and pulling on the horse's arms and legs until he had Garret on his back, knees pulled up to his chest.

\tGarret closed his eyes and tried to relax. He felt so vulnerable like this, but the conductor on his freightliner was shouting Full speed ahead! As he lay on his back, watching the dog's dick bobbing dangerously close to his virgin hole, he felt more like the iceberg than the ship.

\tRiley ogled the horse's upturned ass like a kid in a candy shop before kneeling down in front of the couch. ``I thought it'd look different, but maybe not,'' the dog said.

\tGarret was about to ask what Riley was talking about when he felt something wet and slippery press against his hole. The dog's tongue wriggled sloppily across his passage, and with how he'd been trying to relax, it slipped right inside. Garret yelped in alarm and clapped a hand over his mouth to keep from making more noises. It felt strange.

    Riley's eyes were open and watching the horse's flustered expression as he worked his tongue back and forth through the horse's hole. He'd done this before with his friend Derrick, but the fox couldn?t take more than the head of his dick.

\tGarret managed to relax enough to enjoy the sensation of something sliding in and out of his hole, even if it wasn't much. The rottweiler was feeling up his thighs, squeezing and rubbing along the horse's chestnut hide. One of those paws moved to Garret's dick and squeezed just beneath the head and the dog finally pulled his muzzle free.

\t``Damn, you feel so hard right now,'' Riley said, squeezing the horse cock in his paw and stroking his grip down to the base. ``Ready?''

\t``Ngh, what? Seriously, there's no way that'll fit,'' Garret said, looking down his chest at the dog kneeling between his legs.

\tRiley nosed forward into the horse's balls, inhaling deeply before pulling back. ``If it hurts, we'll stop, okay?'' The horse just grumbled and nodded his approval.

\tThe rottweiler stood up and gave his dick a few strokes before positioning the head at Garret's hole. He smeared the head around in small circles, watching Garret tense up at the contact. Slowly, though, the horse relaxed, and Riley pushed forward.

\tGarret had his arms wrapped around the back of his knees, laying on his back with nowhere to go. He tensed when he felt the dog's member tease at his hole. Relaxing took some effort, but he was rewarded as several inches of the dog's cock speared into him before he gasped and clenched down reflexively.

\t``Guh, w-wait! Stop!'' Garret wheezed, eyes going wide as Riley ground another inch forward into his guts. It didn't quite hurt, but if this wasn't pain, Garret didn't have a good name for it. Overwhelming.

\tRiley moaned and flexed his cock, making the horse grunt. ``Damn, dude. You took more than half of me.''

\tGarret blinked and stared down between his legs but couldn't see. ``Really?'' he felt like he'd taken an entire baseball bat under his tail, but surely it hadn't been more than an inch or two.

\t``You're so warm, too. Holy shit,'' Riley pulled his hips back then rocked forward on instinct, sinking deeper.

\tGarret gasped and let go of one of his legs to reach out and grab the dog's shirt. ``Stopstopstop, ngh, fuck.'' Garret hissed through gritted teeth and tried his best to force himself to relax, but it was hard with something so large inside him.

\t``If you let me just like, bottom out, you can adjust to it all at once,'' Riley suggested, shifting his weight and sliding an inch or two out.

\tThe horse groaned as he felt Riley's cock slide out. It was pressing on his prostate like this, keeping his dick mostly-hard and leaking against his belly, even if the discomfort was making him reconsider things. He didn't even hear Riley's suggestion to tell him no and could only cry out when the rottweiler's hips suddenly clapped against his own.

\tRiley winced as the paw gripping his shirt moved to his side and squeezed, nails digging in against flesh. The horse was strong. ``Sorry! I won't move, okay?'' the rottie said, even if he was shifting closer and trying to kneel on the couch.

\tGarret kept his jaw clenched tight, one hand over his mouth and the other gripping Riley's side. His legs had nowhere to go, and he held them awkwardly out of the way, trying to focus on relaxing. The pain under his tail wasn't too bad, if only the dog would stop trying to grind forward into him.

\tA paw snaked between their bodies and fingers clasped around the head of Garret's cock, a thumb pressing right over his urethra. Pre bubbled out and drooled over Riley's fingers as the horse's cock flexed in his hand. ``Damn, see? You're still super hard.''

\tThe horse saw stars as the touch to his shaft made him clamp down on the cock invading his passage. It made Riley feel so much bigger. ``You're fucking huge,'' he whispered, finally letting his hand fall away from his mouth. ``Why did I say yes to this?''

\tRiley grinned and pulled out a couple inches before thrusting forward, not quite able to bottom back out as Garret clenched down. ``Mmf, you feel so good. Can I move yet?''

\t``You're already moving!'' Garret snapped, though he didn't tell Riley to stop. He had a feeling it would fall on floppy, deaf ears.

\tThe rottweiler paused and continued stroking the horse's shaft. His paw was soaked in pre, and it made slick, squelching noises as he palmed over the firm ridge halfway down Garret's length. ``Sorry, I'll stay still for a bit.''

\tGarret let his head roll to the side, his breathing slowing gradually as he accustomed to the large member stretching his insides. The fingers teasing over his dick felt good, though, and he couldn't help the breathy moans or grunts he made. Jess was good at getting him off, but it felt more mechanical than Riley's careful exploration and deliberate squeezes.

\tRiley angled the horse's cock upwards and managed to lean down far enough to press his short, blunt muzzle to the thick head. His tongue dragged out over the slick, black flesh. It flared under his attention, pushing his fingers apart and the dog repeated the lick, feeling pre start to run down his chin. ``Damn dude, do you always leak like this? Or is it cause of...''

\tGarret lifted his head, cracking one eye open. ``Ngh? Because of... ohhh, fuck.'' The horse let his head fall back on the couch as he felt Riley's cock grind back into him, spreading him wide.

\tThe rottie put a paw on the horse's stomach to balance himself, cupping the flared head of Garret's dick with the other and holding it in place to lick and mouth over. Riley mumbled something under his breath and brushed his muzzle across the dripping tip, smearing pre into his fur. ``You smell so good...''

\tGarret's cock throbbed against Riley's muzzle, more pre drooling out against the dog's fur. It was hot seeing someone enjoy him so thoroughly, and the hot, hard length inside him was grinding back and forth against his prostate, keeping the pain and discomfort tolerable. He tried to go as limp as he could, both hands resting atop his chest while his legs were loose around Riley's waist.

\tRiley's slow, grinding movements began to pick up speed as his control ebbed. Garret wasn't objecting or tensing up, so he pulled back about halfway and thrust in. The horse's walls gripped him tight, milking him as he bottomed out once more. Garret let out a stifled groan and his hands clenched. ``Feel good?''

\tThe horse's cheeks were a bit pink under his chestnut hide, and it barely showed through the white splotch of fur atop his snout. He closed his eyes and nodded quietly, trying to focus on the paw squeezing his dick. ``Y-yeah.''

\t``Good, you're so warm and tight,'' Riley said, tilting his head back and sighing happily as he gave a few quick thrusts. His body was trembling all over from the effort of holding back. The black and brown fur around his muzzle and neck were damp with the horse's pre, though even more was leaking from Garret's stretched hole.

\tRiley shifted his grip to hold onto Garret's thighs and began a quick, hard rhythm, his balls slapping off the underside of the horse's tail. He could feel his peak rising even when he didn't move and didn't want the horse to just milk him to an orgasm.

\tGarret gritted his teeth and let out a soft hiss of pain as the dog's thrusts began to gain speed and power. His cock was still hard against his belly, flare wide and pre making a mess of his shirt and the fur underneath. He was so focused on trying to stay relaxed that he didn't notice that each thrust was bringing him closer and closer to the edge.

\tRiley was picking up speed, body trembling all over as he leaned over the horse and thrust away. His mouth was hanging open dopily, one ear flopped over in the wrong direction, and his eyes were squeezed shut in concentration. ``Almost... rrf, come on, just a bit more,'' he muttered under his breath.

\tGarret had one hand wrapped around his lower jaw and chin, partially covering his mouth to keep the moans and whimpers - sounds he was more used to Jess making than himself - from being too loud. The other paw was held close to his head, covering one eye in an attempt to scrunch in on himself. His chest was heaving, breath puffing from his nostrils as he rode out the dog's furious thrusts.

\tRiley was shaking all over, teetering on the edge of his climax and trying to tip himself over. His nub tail was absolutely still, and his hips worked in short, staccato thrusts, only an inch or two of his cock slipping free as he ground himself forward. The dog let out a long whine and gave three more short thrusts before drawing out all the way and slamming forward. He pushed his head up under Garret's throat, muzzle tucked against the horse's neck as he let out a desperate whine and then gasped as he finally came.

\tGarret could feel the dog's thrusts slowing and his cock ached between them. The younger dog was practically laying atop him, trapping the horse's cock between their chests. The pressure against his prostate was almost enough for him, but when the dog went rigid and came, the horse lost his composure.

\tHe let go of his jaw and wormed that hand down between them until his fingers found the flared head of his cock. The other hand wrapped around the back of Riley's head and pulled him close, mashing the dog's muzzle against his neck. It didn't take more than a few jerks and squeezes before Garret's body was shaking under the dog's.

\tGarret's eyes squeezed tight, and he let out a big huff of air before groaning in a mix of pain and pleasure. His passage clamped down hard on the thick length inside him, making it feel twice as big. His flared cock slipped free from his fingers, too slick with pre to get a good hold on that mushroom head. He didn't try to grab it again, just wrapped both arms around Riley's back and thrust up hard against the dog's body.

\tRiley felt the flared horse cock grind wetly up against his shirt before something hard hit him in the chin, making him jerk his head to the side. It took him a second to realize that it was horse cum that had caught him in the muzzle, and more was making a mess between their bodies. He could even see some pooling over the horse's throat and neck.

\tGarret couldn't remember the last time he'd came so hard. He squeezed down on the length invading him and it only made his cock throb harder. His cum splashed against his neck and he hugged the lighter dog to his chest, not trying to hide his moans from the dog. He rocked his hips in small, gyrating motions as his orgasm tore through him. When he was finally spent, he just went limp beneath the dog, letting his arms fall to the side.

\tRiley was still hard under the horse's tail, buried to the hilt, though plenty of his cum had dripped out from around his length, ensuring he'd have to clean the couch before anyone noticed. ``Damn, that - ''

\tHe didn't get to say anything else, because the horse had pulled his head back and mashed their lips together before the rottie could say more. They lay there for a minute, mouths pressed together, and tongues just gently teasing each other's. When it broke, Riley let his head fall to the horse's shoulder.

\t``What was that for?'' he asked, sounding amused, and not at all upset.

\tGarret's face was flushed, and he brought a hand up to pet over the back of Riley's neck. ``What? I like kissing, okay?''

\tRiley snorted and closed his eyes, nosing back against the horse's neck, smearing more of the horse's cum across his snout. ``Mm, fine.'' He shifted weight, digging more of his shaft into the horse beneath him.

\tGarret gasped and arched his back. ``C-can you pull out yet?'' the horse grunted, face red as he instinctively squeezed down on the shaft inside him. It didn't hurt, but the sensation of having something pressing on his insides, and against his prostate, after he'd just cum so hard was making his head spin.

\tThe rottie just rocked his hips against Garret's and made the horse moan and clench down. ``Aww, come on, I can probably go another round,'' he teased, but he started pushing himself away and gingerly eased himself from the horse's hole.

\tGarret pressed a hand over his face, blushing hard as he couldn't hold back a whine as Riley's cock tugged from his hole. When it pulled free, he clenched down instinctively, feeling empty. Cum was everywhere, and he knew he'd have to get another shower and change of clothes.

\tRiley's nub tail was wagging happy as he stood up from the couch and stretched his arms and legs. ``So, where did Jess go?''

\tGarret just let himself relax and flop down against the couch, his shirt a sticky mess of cum, and his everything aching. His balls from cumming so hard, his ass from being so thoroughly stretched, and his neck from being humped back into the couch at a weird angle. Altogether, it felt pretty great.

\t``Mm? Oh, your mom's work, I think. And maybe lunch. I forget.'' He lifted his head and peered around. ``My phone's in my pocket. Where - ah.'' Riley handed him his phone, and he opened it to check for messages. ``Uh, maybe twenty minutes or so?''

\t``Until she's back?'' Riley asked, getting a nod from Garret. ``Good, we can hurry.''

\t

\tThe rest of the day had gone by in a blur. Cleaning up the evidence, eating lunch with Jess and Riley like nothing had happened, and then games and shows until it was late.

\tGarret wasn't sure what show they were watching, as it had changed several times since they'd finished eating dinner. His mind was not on the show. Jess was snuggled up at his side playing on her phone, also ignoring the show she'd put on. Riley was on the other end of the couch playing on his phone as well, though he at least appeared to be glancing up half of the time to pay attention.

\t``I think I'm going to get some sleep,'' Jess said, not looking up from her phone.

\tGarret looked down at her and just gave a slow nod before giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. ``Alright. Sleep well.''

\tJess craned her neck up and gave him a kiss on the chin before pushing herself off the couch and giving his leg a squeeze. ``You too, when you do. Night, Riley.''

\t``Night,'' he mumbled, giving her a distracted wave while staring at his phone.

\tJess stepped around the couch and leaned down to give Garret another kiss on the forehead before heading for the stairs.

\tGarret returned the affection as best he could, watching her go over the back of the couch without saying anything. He hadn't even felt the couch cushions shift before a paw rested on his stomach, giving it a squeeze.

\tRiley was kneeling at his side, eyes alight with mischief as the horse turned around. ``Ready to go again?''

\tThe horse had been thinking about this most of the night. When Jess went to bed, he knew he'd have to make a choice. His final hesitation, a glance over his shoulder at the stairs, was all he allowed himself before turning his attention back to Riley and giving him a nod.\t

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