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What I dislike the most about submissions on Inkbunny is their spelling and grammatical mistakes (which I have many in my text document it seems) so I try to minimize them for you, my beloved readers.

Please comment and follow, and as always. Enjoy :D", "writing": "[b]One moment - The price of friendship[/b]\n\n[i]Contains: m/m, male, cub, teen, wolf, horse, story[/i]\n\nOne moment, this year...\n\nI don't remember the day, let alone the month, in fact I don't remember much at all really about a normal day that impacted everything I thought I could resist.\n\nMany people claim to have morals, to have guidelines they live by, but when you're a chubby wolf dude with a lot on your mind, especially the thing you could proclaim to easily resist but desire so much those walls you try desperately to fortify, to say you have no part in yet somehow push yourself past them and into the deep end of what seems like a choice no one would make, it's something you despise yet desire.\n\nI am being quite ambiguous with you aren't I? Well with a secret this big, something that was once just some harmless fun because the other fur took advantage of you in a way that is impossible to describe (and quite personal mind you) that you can't just blurt it out.\n\nBut to understand these emotions I have to take you back about 9 years (age 13), a long time for most, but short for someone who is withdrawn and afraid of being a normal, sociable being.\n\nI, Drake had no friends at that time, none, not a single one. Not surprising when you're an unhealthy teenage wolf; medium length hair, light brown fur and large yet unnoticeable green eyes due to my head fur long enough to cover them. My posture was horrid, my parents kept telling me stand up straight and walk but my head was so low that I was always looking at my feet when walking. I grew up in a small town where all the locals knew my family name. But the kids knew me, due to vicious rumors spread by my primary school years, some possibly true as I did mischievously stick my penis into a hole in the wall for a dare. There was no mistake I was an outcast, pushed away from peers of a similar age. My anonymity was a little better since I came to high school as the different primary schools in our \"village\" merged us all into this public arena of learning mental and social constructs. Furs didn't know me as well, but these rumors carried to my year level, making me the black sheep of my year level, yet due to the lack of communication between other ages and the fresh start I had a chance. I reached out to others of different ages and was much more successful, but even then my annoying whiny cub voice and demeanor threw most off, but not all. Somehow due to some arranging by a school teacher I was pushed into a lunch time game where others not showing up was a conundrum to solve, usually making us start anew, which gave me an excuse to keep out of sight from my bullies that I some how amassed.\n\nOne day the leader of the group, a bold young horse named Vincent at age 17 (the adults would still call him a foal though he looked hardly like one), a decently older male with black fur, a short main, a bit scruff, quite tall and skinny must have noticed my lack of friends and the somehow convenient walk home together (as we lived near) to form a sort of friendship, one that gave us the time dis-spell the boredom of walking alone and create a common interest. I must admit I wasn't much of a conversationalist, but as soon as he mentioned a topic of interest I latched on, knowing that it was the basis of starting a normal friendship and after the discussion of a popular console game at length he invited me over.\n\nAs I walked into the house it was a modest cozy place, room for friends, cool and full of character while I was stuck in a small, dull flat that had no room for privacy at the time due to my parents indecisive nature on what house to buy, and could only get time to paw off when they weren't around, making me stress out about the next time I could relax by myself. But that wasn't what I loved about the place, it was the fact that what we had been talking about was one of his favorite things, in fact Vincent had an obsessive collection of the whole franchise. Laying my eyes on these items put a huge smile on my face, I was extremely jealous and overjoyed tremendously.\n\nIt stirred an emotion inside of me after this happiness left my mind, an emotion of fear that I would be abandoned because even though it was only a few weeks of menial talk for him, to me it was one of the strongest friendships of my life. I don't know why but I started to cry, he turned to me and noticed, putting his arm around me and guiding me to a couch behind us.\n\nI told him what was bothering me and why, a big wave of relief, like I was free from a lifetime of chains, released to do any actions I pleased due to his unfaltering acceptance somehow clicking with him at another level. After a moment he started talking, but I never really took notice, in fact after he calmed me down due to my rambling and sobbing all I was doing was bobbing my head up and down like a retard, mainly to keep my mind off this sadness while staring across from him out the window.\n\nAt first he asked me my age, I responded and he replied with an age two years older, for some reason with a faint smile, continuing to ask questions of no relevance to innocent me. I lost track of what the horse said until I heard him ask \"have you ever had, you know, sex\" and my eyes widened, my stupid rocking back and forth stopping. I knew where this was going yet I didn't stop the conversation, in fact I encouraged it, not because I was afraid of losing him, but because I thought I could try something I have never had with anyone of my age. Love.\n\n\"Drake, have you ever seen a penis other than your own?\" and at last I spoke \"A-A-Actually I have\" and smiled a little, which shook him a bit. After a small pause he rested his hoof like hand on my lap \"Well, would you like to see mine\". I gave a small smile and a nod, quite eager to look upon it. He looked around, the room was quite open, the front door was open, the side had a huge pain of glass with no curtain on it, visible from the street following his head movements. I blushed a little as I thought someone might have been watching me act the way I did before hand, he took my paw, I gripped at it slightly, trusting him and everything he did.\n\nI was led to his room, closing the door behind him. He then pulled me to his bed while walking across the room to his curtains, I was facing the other way so I just I sat there admiring the copious amounts of gaming posters, almost layered on top of one another, some corners over lapping others. \"I like the walls, mine at home are blank\" I stated, as Vincent closed the drapes, now totally enclosed, the only witnesses that would peer upon us was the fictional heroes and villains.\n\nHe turned to face me, as I looked deep into his eyes. I could see something in them, something warm and inviting, I whimpered and scratched my furry long top fur, brushing it aside to clearly see him with my long, melancholic gaze. He seemed to be blushing, I guess I was making him nervous, yet I was the real nervous wreck shaking slightly, eagerly awaiting his next move, drooling slightly from my mouth from the scent and musk he and the room gave off. It made me feel weak in the knees, as a bounced my leg up and down, like a child waiting for some hand delivered sweets, licking my own yap, becoming slightly impatient.\n\nVincent learnt in for a kiss, a flash back of when I was a young cub blazed into my mind of my first and only kiss, only remembering the horrid taste of each others mouths. I dodged his advance, brushing my cheek along the side of my mouth, instead leaning onto his neck, licking at it and hugging him at the same time. A whinny escaped him, feeling his hot breath on my ear slightly, giving me a tingling sensation, the sensitivity of my lustful emotions spiking. Unsure of what to do next, my fidgety hands wanted to touch something, I moved one up to his main, watching myself stroke his soft neck. The other hand was a little more daring, I guess I was to as it moved down to his pants, towards the front of his crotch, fiddling with his zipper. He leaned back, unbuttoning his school pants as the zipper fell on its own.\n\nI will never forget the sight I saw, colorful boxers with buttons at the front, his shaft slightly hard peering from the openings it created in-between the buttons themselves. The tip of his penis poked at his belly, peering from the top of the elastic waistband, leaking pre-cum onto his silk boxers and furry chest. He kicked off his pants while I took off my shirt, embarrassed by the size of my body but he just smiled, making my troubles about this insecurity obsolete. The horse stared at me for a moment while I gazed at his outstandingly large penis, my hand moving towards it. He placed his hand on my wrist stopping it in its tracks, I looked up puzzled as he asked \"Can I see your's Drake, it's only fair right?\" I blushed, very insecure with myself. I lift up my knees and pulled down my pants as they were already falling off, my tight jocks covering my sheath. You couldn't even tell I was hard as I was only slightly aroused at this time but a stain of the clear leaky fluid of pre-cum shows on my undies, my tip slightly prodding in the center. He tugs my underwear off, actually ripping them, now a bit concerned and self-conscious of what he thinks of me. \"Mines so small compared to yours Vincent\" I frowned, he fidgeted a bit and responded with \"I think its cute, you're lucky actually, when I get a boner thinking about you everyone see's it, I feel like dying of embarrassment\" as he pecks me on the lips, making me blush in surprise, by his words and actions. The kiss stuns me for a moment, my tail stopped wagging, instead raised high, because at that time my blood had rushed from my head to my penis, making it grow instantly. My instincts kick in as I slam my drooling mouth over his, forcing my tongue into his throat, using my body to push him back down onto the bed. I couldn't wait any longer, Vincent's teasingly throbbing member pulsating underneath me, my tip leaking all over that thick meat. My knot appears under my furry sheath, and a full 5 and a half inch penis appears next to his 9 inches, tiny in comparison to his, but I got the gist that the way mine pointed out of my body compared to his leaning against his that they were completely different types. He rolls me over onto my back both lying beside each other on his single king sized bed, almost falling off. I giggle out \"I never knew kissing was so much fun\", \"oh, wait until you experience my other techniques\" as the horse lowers himself, positioning his head over my member, I feel a warm breeze from his damp muzzle, the heat makes me moan slightly. He takes his hand and wraps it around the base, pulling back the sensitive skin covering my knot, whimpering \"oh god, you got some nice hands...\" just then he licks the tip, gripping the sheets, gasping while he starts replacing my pre-cum with his warm, moist saliva \"... and a good tongue\" I finish. As soon as I release the sheets, he starts gobbling at it, the noises he makes turning me on more and more. \"T-Turn around, let m-me taste your's\" I softly mumbled at him, enjoying every touch he made, complying to my wishes. Vincent's cock throbs in my face, the tongue play continuing on my cock, dancing it around my knot. I shove the knob of his dick in my gob, hungry for that glistening pre leaking from the tip, the taste making my head go blank as I suck and taste the sweet, clear stuff. The horses cock tastes a bit salty as I try deep throating, yet too large as I reach a ridge on the penis, wagging the tip of my tongue it, hearing a muffled moan and a increase in sucking pressure on mine.\n\nAfter a few moments of continued sucking on his massive member, I gasp for some breath, inhaling his scent. \"I want it, I can't wait any longer. I-I want you to put it inside of me\" I beg to him. He looks down at me, into my deep lustful eyes, instead he ignores me and returns to sucking on my cock. \"W-why?\" as I grip onto his cock, now rubbing his shaft, my saliva making it slippery, impossible to grip. \"I want to taste your cum Drake\" saying with a smile. At this point my cock was brimming with ecstasy, ready to burst, yet although the sucking was good, just by itself it wasn't good enough. He taps his middle finger onto the top of my cock, some more pre-cum leaking on as I give a shiver of pleasure. He looks at me, while I suck slowly on his cock he softly whispers \"Get ready\" and with that his hands disappear, hugging my hips towards his face, placing his mouth around my cock, sucking it harder than ever, bobbing his hand back and forth, the motion makes me hump at his mouth. \"I-I can feel it, I can f-feel it, I'm so close\" I respond, placing my hands on the sheets. His finger rubs against the cheeks of my ass and penetrates my anus, gasping and moaning my ass clenches around his finger, my hips shake as I jizz into his mouth. The think streams of cum fills his maw in no time and tries to pull his mouth away, but my hips keep shaking closer and closer, his mouth now open, spraying out the sides, one shoots over his cheek, the other onto his forehead, his finger slipping out from my backside.\n\nHe leans up, looks down at me and smiles with a mouth full of white cum, a few streams leaking out the side of his mouth as I lie back, looking directly up at him, wearing my white seed as some kind of fashion statement on his dark fur. \"Wow, I've never done that before Vincent\" I respond to his soft gaze, smiling in relief, basking in the gaze he was giving him. He takes a gulp, swallowing all the cum, opens his mouth showing me nothing inside like it was some kind of accomplishment, proud of what he just did and says \"That was good, but there's a problem here Drake\". I stare at him with a puzzled look at my face, unsure of what he means as I watch the bulky mare slide himself off the bed I notice his large, thick cock standing to attention, waiting to be served. My face flushes red, I raise my arm off the bed and grab his cock, pawing it off slowly, this thing begins to pulsate in my hand. \"Damn, you're such a nice cub, but I need to take you up on that previous offer of placing my cock inside you\" Vincent says, with a craving of more projected from his voice. \n\nWithout a second thought I swing around, I knew what to do here as I've done it before a couple of times with my brother, but the difference was I never came before, it was my first time feeling such a pleasureful release but my brother always did it inside of me which was nice but emotionless, like I was his toy. This time though, there was something in the air, his musk, I could smell it the air, feel it, this feeling made my heart beat rapidly, eagerly awaiting to accept his huge cock into my rear as I wag my fluffy wolf tail into the air and wiggle my rump.\n\nAt first he rubs the long shaft of his penis between the cracks of my cheeks, the tip brushing against my bushy tail. He takes both hands and pushes his cock down to the entrance of my anus, twitching from the warmth of the now unstoppable dribbling pre-cum of his massive cock, like a tap trickling out without an off switch, the naturally occurring lube helping to forcefully enter the tight hole of the cub muffles out into the pillow \"O-Oh god, so much\" as his penis begins to grow again. \"Are you ok Drake, you want me to pull out?\" he asks softly into my ear, I grab his hand softly pulling his whole body closer towards me, his hips slipping closer towards me slowly going deeper inside. \"Don't you dare stop, this is my favorite part\" I state, the feeling of being full was unexpectedly satisfying, the warmth of his cock could be felt inside. He started to rock back and forth, the front of his hips touching my ass, his furry balls slapping at the gap between my anus and testicles. The friction was mind bending, a twist of pleasurable lust relaxing the muscles, my boner protruding the sheets of the bed as he took my ass-virginity from behind. He was picking up the pace, the rubbing of the silk sheets and my chest fur on my cock masturbating me as his cock grew larger inside me, the ridge on his penis going in and out of the anuses entrance making me moan out in a state of bliss. The horses pace increased while crying out \"You're so tight, I need to cum, I need to cum inside your tight slutty ass\" as he starts pounding at it, the strength of his thrusts more powerful than the last. \"I'm your cumslut, I'm yours...\" He screams out, cumming onto the sheets for a second time, the sticky ribbons shoot onto the bed and belly, one hitting his face. The spasms of pleasure reverberates to the muscles of his butt, my insides squeezing tightly around the massive horses cock which is deeply planted inside, milking out the shooting jizz onto my stomach, the thick, jelly like liquid filling him to the brim, slightly distending his stomach, the cum leaking from the edges of his anus.\nThe horse pulls out, his cock throbs violently cumming into the air all over the back of the cub, some pooling in the arch in the middle, most leaking down the sides and the stretched hole in his backside. Collapsing himself on top of the cub, mixing his fur with the dirty cubs he rubs his hoof through the wolfs long hair on top of his head.\n\n\"That was amazing, whens the next one\" The wolf asked while getting dressed, slipping his underwear over his leaking, slightly sore behind. The horse is already dressed sitting at his computer, now bowing his head down with a slight frown. \"I don't think we should do anymore\" he responds as I put on the last article of clothing. \"Why, why not\" I sob. \"Because, you're just a cub!\" he yells. I couldn't believe it, I thought if I did this, I'd keep him, not push him away. The tears start rolling down my face, slowly turning the sadness into anger I snarl \"you're just like everyone else, you u-use me, embarrass me, then throw me away, y-you're an asshole\" and with that I stomped out the door, slamming it behind me, scurrying outside to the bright blue sky. Even though it was hot, each slight breeze was colder than a blizzard as I cried all the way home, my head slumped over more than usual.\n\nAfter a while my parents decided to move to a town five annoyingly long hours away, and although it is still a secret to this day I guess we never forgot because after I sent him a message this year, he said to me \"I'm sorry, but do you want to hook up like we did before it all?\". For a few moments a deep depression I had of never finding someone to love flew away and I found something more important than finding love. What hit me the most was, that I was loved.\n\nAfter an exciting conversation about what we'd do next I was now given the sudden realization that lies are but inconsistent interactions slowly creating insecurities, of choosing your own selfish desires making your life slowly turn into a facade, making everything you say irrelevant to you, fooling others into thinking they know the real you. Do you know a secret that could do all this? Because I do. At times it drowns me so deep I want to scream for help, but then I realize no one will truly understand these feelings. Not yet anyway because this is only where the story begins as there is much more than just that little romp to fill the gap.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "One moment - The price of friendship

Contains: m/m, male, cub, teen, wolf, horse, story

One moment, this year...

I don't remember the day, let alone the month, in fact I don't remember much at all really about a normal day that impacted everything I thought I could resist.

Many people claim to have morals, to have guidelines they live by, but when you're a chubby wolf dude with a lot on your mind, especially the thing you could proclaim to easily resist but desire so much those walls you try desperately to fortify, to say you have no part in yet somehow push yourself past them and into the deep end of what seems like a choice no one would make, it's something you despise yet desire.

I am being quite ambiguous with you aren't I? Well with a secret this big, something that was once just some harmless fun because the other fur took advantage of you in a way that is impossible to describe (and quite personal mind you) that you can't just blurt it out.

But to understand these emotions I have to take you back about 9 years (age 13), a long time for most, but short for someone who is withdrawn and afraid of being a normal, sociable being.

I, Drake had no friends at that time, none, not a single one. Not surprising when you're an unhealthy teenage wolf; medium length hair, light brown fur and large yet unnoticeable green eyes due to my head fur long enough to cover them. My posture was horrid, my parents kept telling me stand up straight and walk but my head was so low that I was always looking at my feet when walking. I grew up in a small town where all the locals knew my family name. But the kids knew me, due to vicious rumors spread by my primary school years, some possibly true as I did mischievously stick my penis into a hole in the wall for a dare. There was no mistake I was an outcast, pushed away from peers of a similar age. My anonymity was a little better since I came to high school as the different primary schools in our "village" merged us all into this public arena of learning mental and social constructs. Furs didn't know me as well, but these rumors carried to my year level, making me the black sheep of my year level, yet due to the lack of communication between other ages and the fresh start I had a chance. I reached out to others of different ages and was much more successful, but even then my annoying whiny cub voice and demeanor threw most off, but not all. Somehow due to some arranging by a school teacher I was pushed into a lunch time game where others not showing up was a conundrum to solve, usually making us start anew, which gave me an excuse to keep out of sight from my bullies that I some how amassed.

One day the leader of the group, a bold young horse named Vincent at age 17 (the adults would still call him a foal though he looked hardly like one), a decently older male with black fur, a short main, a bit scruff, quite tall and skinny must have noticed my lack of friends and the somehow convenient walk home together (as we lived near) to form a sort of friendship, one that gave us the time dis-spell the boredom of walking alone and create a common interest. I must admit I wasn't much of a conversationalist, but as soon as he mentioned a topic of interest I latched on, knowing that it was the basis of starting a normal friendship and after the discussion of a popular console game at length he invited me over.

As I walked into the house it was a modest cozy place, room for friends, cool and full of character while I was stuck in a small, dull flat that had no room for privacy at the time due to my parents indecisive nature on what house to buy, and could only get time to paw off when they weren't around, making me stress out about the next time I could relax by myself. But that wasn't what I loved about the place, it was the fact that what we had been talking about was one of his favorite things, in fact Vincent had an obsessive collection of the whole franchise. Laying my eyes on these items put a huge smile on my face, I was extremely jealous and overjoyed  tremendously.

It stirred an emotion inside of me after this happiness left my mind, an emotion of fear that I would be abandoned because even though it was only a few weeks of menial talk for him, to me it was one of the strongest friendships of my life. I don't know why but I started to cry, he turned to me and noticed, putting his arm around me and guiding me to a couch behind us.

I told him what was bothering me and why, a big wave of relief, like I was free from a lifetime of chains, released to do any actions I pleased due to his unfaltering acceptance somehow clicking with him at another level. After a moment he started talking, but I never really took notice, in fact after he calmed me down due to my rambling and sobbing all I was doing was bobbing my head up and down like a retard, mainly to keep my mind off this sadness while staring across from him out the window.

At first he asked me my age, I responded and he replied with an age two years older, for some reason with a faint smile, continuing to ask questions of no relevance to innocent me. I lost track of what the horse said until I heard him ask "have you ever had, you know, sex" and my eyes widened, my stupid rocking back and forth stopping. I knew where this was going yet I didn't stop the conversation, in fact I encouraged it, not because I was afraid of losing him, but because I thought I could try something I have never had with anyone of my age. Love.

"Drake, have you ever seen a penis other than your own?" and at last I spoke "A-A-Actually I have" and smiled a little, which shook him a bit. After a small pause he rested his hoof like hand on my lap "Well, would you like to see mine". I gave a small smile and a nod, quite eager to look upon it. He looked around, the room was quite open, the front door was open, the side had a huge pain of glass with no curtain on it, visible from the street following his head movements. I blushed a little as I thought someone might have been watching me act the way I did before hand, he took my paw, I gripped at it slightly, trusting him and everything he did.

I was led to his room, closing the door behind him. He then pulled me to his bed while walking across the room to his curtains, I was facing the other way so I just I sat there admiring the copious amounts of gaming posters, almost layered on top of one another, some corners over lapping others. "I like the walls, mine at home are blank" I stated, as Vincent closed the drapes, now totally enclosed, the only witnesses that would peer upon us was the fictional heroes and villains.

He turned to face me, as I looked deep into his eyes. I could see something in them, something warm and inviting, I whimpered and scratched my furry long top fur, brushing it aside to clearly see him with my long, melancholic gaze. He seemed to be blushing, I guess I was making him nervous, yet I was the real nervous wreck shaking slightly, eagerly awaiting his next move, drooling slightly from my mouth from the scent and musk he and the room gave off. It made me feel weak in the knees, as a bounced my leg up and down, like a child waiting for some hand delivered sweets, licking my own yap, becoming slightly impatient.

Vincent learnt in for a kiss, a flash back of when I was a young cub blazed into my mind of my first and only kiss, only remembering the horrid taste of each others mouths. I dodged his advance, brushing my cheek along the side of my mouth, instead leaning onto his neck, licking at it and hugging him at the same time. A whinny escaped him, feeling his hot breath on my ear slightly, giving me a tingling sensation, the sensitivity of my lustful emotions spiking. Unsure of what to do next, my fidgety hands wanted to touch something, I moved one up to his main, watching myself stroke his soft neck. The other hand was a little more daring, I guess I was to as it moved down to his pants, towards the front of his crotch, fiddling with his zipper. He leaned back, unbuttoning his school pants as the zipper fell on its own.

I will never forget the sight I saw, colorful boxers with buttons at the front, his shaft slightly hard peering from the openings it created in-between the buttons themselves. The tip of his penis poked at his belly, peering from the top of the elastic waistband, leaking pre-cum onto his silk boxers and furry chest. He kicked off his pants while I took off my shirt, embarrassed by the size of my body but he just smiled, making my troubles about this insecurity obsolete. The horse stared at me for a moment while I gazed at his outstandingly large penis, my hand moving towards it. He placed his hand on my wrist stopping it in its tracks, I looked up puzzled as he asked "Can I see your's Drake, it's only fair right?" I blushed, very insecure with myself. I lift up my knees and pulled down my pants as they were already falling off, my tight jocks covering my sheath. You couldn't even tell I was hard as I was only slightly aroused at this time but a stain of the clear leaky fluid of pre-cum shows on my undies, my tip slightly prodding in the center. He tugs my underwear off, actually ripping them, now a bit concerned and self-conscious of what he thinks of me. "Mines so small compared to yours Vincent" I frowned, he fidgeted a bit and responded with "I think its cute, you're lucky actually, when I get a boner thinking about you everyone see's it, I feel like dying of embarrassment" as he pecks me on the lips, making me blush in surprise, by his words and actions. The kiss stuns me for a moment, my tail stopped wagging, instead raised high, because at that time my blood had rushed from my head to my penis, making it grow instantly. My instincts kick in as I slam my drooling mouth over his, forcing my tongue into his throat, using my body to push him back down onto the bed. I couldn't wait any longer, Vincent's teasingly throbbing member pulsating underneath me, my tip leaking all over that thick meat. My knot appears under my furry sheath, and a full 5 and a half inch penis appears next to his 9 inches, tiny in comparison to his, but I got the gist that the way mine pointed out of my body compared to his leaning against his that they were completely different types. He rolls me over onto my back both lying beside each other on his single king sized bed, almost falling off. I giggle out "I never knew kissing was so much fun", "oh, wait until you experience my other techniques" as the horse lowers himself, positioning his head over my member, I feel a warm breeze from his damp muzzle, the heat makes me moan slightly. He takes his hand and wraps it around the base, pulling back the sensitive skin covering my knot, whimpering "oh god, you got some nice hands..." just then he licks the tip, gripping the sheets, gasping while he starts replacing my pre-cum with his warm, moist saliva "... and a good tongue" I finish. As soon as I release the sheets, he starts gobbling at it, the noises he makes turning me on more and more. "T-Turn around, let m-me taste your's" I softly mumbled at him, enjoying every touch he made, complying to my wishes. Vincent's cock throbs in my face, the tongue play continuing on my cock, dancing it around my knot. I shove the knob of his dick in my gob, hungry for that glistening pre leaking from the tip, the taste making my head go blank as I suck and taste the sweet, clear stuff. The horses cock tastes a bit salty as I try deep throating, yet too large as I reach a ridge on the penis, wagging the tip of my tongue it, hearing a muffled moan and a increase in sucking pressure on mine.

After a few moments of continued sucking on his massive member, I gasp for some breath, inhaling his scent. "I want it, I can't wait any longer. I-I want you to put it inside of me" I beg to him. He looks down at me, into my deep lustful eyes, instead he ignores me and returns to sucking on my cock. "W-why?" as I grip onto his cock, now rubbing his shaft, my saliva making it slippery, impossible to grip. "I want to taste your cum Drake" saying with a smile. At this point my cock was brimming with ecstasy, ready to burst, yet although the sucking was good, just by itself it wasn't good enough. He taps his middle finger onto the top of my cock, some more pre-cum leaking on as I give a shiver of pleasure. He looks at me, while I suck slowly on his cock he softly whispers "Get ready" and with that his hands disappear, hugging my hips towards his face, placing his mouth around my cock, sucking it harder than ever, bobbing his hand back and forth, the motion makes me hump at his mouth. "I-I can feel it, I can f-feel it, I'm so close" I respond, placing my hands on the sheets. His finger rubs against the cheeks of my ass and penetrates my anus, gasping and moaning my ass clenches around his finger, my hips shake as I jizz into his mouth. The think streams of cum fills his maw in no time and tries to pull his mouth away, but my hips keep shaking closer and closer, his mouth now open, spraying out the sides, one shoots over his cheek, the other onto his forehead, his finger slipping out from my backside.

He leans up, looks down at me and smiles with a mouth full of white cum, a few streams leaking out the side of his mouth as I lie back, looking directly up at him, wearing my white seed as some kind of fashion statement on his dark fur. "Wow, I've never done that before Vincent" I respond to his soft gaze, smiling in relief, basking in the gaze he was giving him. He takes a gulp, swallowing all the cum, opens his mouth showing me nothing inside like it was some kind of accomplishment, proud of what he just did and says "That was good, but there's a problem here Drake". I stare at him with a puzzled look at my face, unsure of what he means as I watch the bulky mare slide himself off the bed I notice his large, thick cock standing to attention, waiting to be served. My face flushes red, I raise my arm off the bed and grab his cock, pawing it off slowly, this thing begins to pulsate in my hand. "Damn, you're such a nice cub, but I need to take you up on that previous offer of placing my cock inside you" Vincent says, with a craving of more projected from his voice.

Without a second thought I swing around, I knew what to do here as I've done it before a couple of times with my brother, but the difference was I never came before, it was my first time feeling such a pleasureful release but my brother always did it inside of me which was nice but emotionless, like I was his toy. This time though, there was something in the air, his musk, I could smell it the air, feel it, this feeling made my heart beat rapidly, eagerly awaiting to accept his huge cock into my rear as I wag my fluffy wolf tail into the air and wiggle my rump.

At first he rubs the long shaft of his penis between the cracks of my cheeks, the tip brushing against my bushy tail. He takes both hands and pushes his cock down to the entrance of my anus, twitching from the warmth of the now unstoppable dribbling pre-cum of his massive cock, like a tap trickling out without an off switch, the naturally occurring lube helping to forcefully enter the tight hole of the cub muffles out into the pillow "O-Oh god, so much" as his penis begins to grow again. "Are you ok Drake, you want me to pull out?" he asks softly into my ear, I grab his hand softly pulling his whole body closer towards me, his hips slipping closer towards me slowly going deeper inside. "Don't you dare stop, this is my favorite part" I state, the feeling of being full was unexpectedly satisfying, the warmth of his cock could be felt inside. He started to rock back and forth, the front of his hips touching my ass, his furry balls slapping at the gap between my anus and testicles. The friction was mind bending, a twist of pleasurable lust relaxing the muscles, my boner protruding the sheets of the bed as he took my ass-virginity from behind. He was picking up the pace, the rubbing of the silk sheets and my chest fur on my cock masturbating me as his cock grew larger inside me, the ridge on his penis going in and out of the anuses entrance making me moan out in a state of bliss. The horses pace increased while crying out "You're so tight, I need to cum, I need to cum inside your tight slutty ass" as he starts pounding at it, the strength of his thrusts more powerful than the last. "I'm your cumslut, I'm yours..." He screams out, cumming onto the sheets for a second time, the sticky ribbons shoot onto the bed and belly, one hitting his face. The spasms of pleasure reverberates to the muscles of his butt, my insides squeezing tightly around the massive horses cock which is deeply planted inside, milking out the shooting jizz onto my stomach, the thick, jelly like liquid filling him to the brim, slightly distending his stomach, the cum leaking from the edges of his anus.
The horse pulls out, his cock throbs violently cumming into the air all over the back of the cub, some pooling in the arch in the middle, most leaking down the sides and the stretched hole in his backside. Collapsing himself on top of the cub, mixing his fur with the dirty cubs he rubs his hoof through the wolfs long hair on top of his head.

"That was amazing, whens the next one" The wolf asked while getting dressed, slipping his underwear over his leaking, slightly sore behind. The horse is already dressed sitting at his computer, now bowing his head down with a slight frown. "I don't think we should do anymore" he responds as I put on the last article of clothing. "Why, why not" I sob. "Because, you're just a cub!" he yells. I couldn't believe it, I thought if I did this, I'd keep him, not push him away. The tears start rolling down my face, slowly turning the sadness into anger I snarl "you're just like everyone else, you u-use me, embarrass me, then throw me away, y-you're an asshole" and with that I stomped out the door, slamming it behind me, scurrying outside to the bright blue sky. Even though it was hot, each slight breeze was colder than a blizzard as I cried all the way home, my head slumped over more than usual.

After a while my parents decided to move to a town five annoyingly long hours away, and although it is still a secret to this day I guess we never forgot because after I sent him a message this year, he said to me "I'm sorry, but do you want to hook up like we did before it all?". For a few moments a deep depression I had of never finding someone to love flew away and I found something more important than finding love. What hit me the most was, that I was loved.

After an exciting conversation about what we'd do next I was now given the sudden realization that lies are but inconsistent interactions slowly creating insecurities, of choosing your own selfish desires making your life slowly turn into a facade, making everything you say irrelevant to you, fooling others into thinking they know the real you. Do you know a secret that could do all this? Because I do. At times it drowns me so deep I want to scream for help, but then I realize no one will truly understand these feelings. Not yet anyway because this is only where the story begins as there is much more than just that little romp to fill the gap.", "pools_count": 1, "title": "One moment - The Price of Friendship", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/rtf", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "f", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "2", "views": "595" }