Costumes and Alter Colts
by tannim
10/23/2022

	Tannim tugged on the loose flesh behind Fizzle's sheath. "You've been using the stretcher daily.  It looks nice.  Most geldings would have nothing but a flat patch of skin here.  I think you look much more interesting with the deflated loose pouch hanging down here."

	Fizzle clopped a fore hoof. "Yes. I've been keeping at it.  It's not really relaxing feeling the skin pulled taut but I really don't like the flat smooth look.  Thank you for helping me with it.  Can I have a look?"

	"Of course.  I'll make a short video." Tannim aimed a phone at it and recorded the gelding's empty scrotum hanging down without being touched for several seconds, then recorded himself fondling it and tugging it down.

	When he got to see it, Fizzle nodded. "Good... Even without being touched it's hanging down as long as a normal stallion's.  I like the V like shape to it with all the loose wrinkles.  Can you record me walking around? Does it jiggle at all while I walk?"

	"It bounces some, but not like your brother's." Tannim ran his right hand along Fizzle's neck and up to scratch his chin. "Keep working it and it'll hang lower and jiggle more as you walk.  Now, as much as I enjoy talking about and playing with your scrotum, and I really do enjoy it, weren't you here for your halloween costume?"

	Fizzle snorted. "There's no rush yet, dragon.  There's still two weeks until Halloween.  This is just trying out a few ideas."

	"Do you HAVE ideas this time? Last time you came over to try out ideas you just sucked me off and asked me to fuck you.  Not that I minded."

	"Not... really." The gelding flicked his tail. "I hoped you might have an idea."

	Tannim smiled. "How about a devil deer? Antlers with lights, flame colored ribbons wrapped around your tail tying it into a deer-ish shape.  Black and red body suit in a vaguely deer pattern, fake cloven hoof coloring."

	"That sounds neat.  Anything else?"

	"Robot horse?"

	"No."

	"I could strap a head and neck to your butt to make you a two headed horse.  You're coming and going at the same time."

	"The deer sounds better than that one."

	"How about an evil duck? Strap a beak to your face and big duck head?"

	"Ducks only have two legs!"

	"It could have been a mutant four legged duck."

	Fizzle narrowed his eyes. "No mutant duck."

	"How about a priest? You could get Angel to go with you as your pet alter boy."

	"You hate religion!"

	"Why do you think I suggested it?" Tannim laughed. "How about a half tiger half zebra paint job?"

	Fizzle flicked his head a couple times in annoyance, then sighed. "I think the deer will do.  At least compared to all the other options."

	"Good choice!" The dragon opened a box near the wall and took out a deer's skull mask and a black and red colored deer head mask. "The only real issue is do you go with the skull version or do you go with the more normal style head?"

	"That's a big head."

	"Yeah, well, they have to be to fit over a horse head.  Deer tend to have a lot smaller heads than you horses."

	"True.  I'll try the skull first, but I think I'll end up with the normal.  Where do you get these things?"

	"You can get anything if you know where to look." Tannim opened the rubber neck on the deer mask and held it out.

	Fizzle stepped forward and slipped his head into it.  There were antlers on the mask, but they were small floppy things.  The gelding could feel them wiggle when he shook his head.

	"These antlers aren't going to fit."

	"No.  They aren't very good.  That's why I have a better set that you can strap onto your head." Tannim left the room and came back with a much more impressive pair of antlers.  They were the sort a hunter would drool over with 16 points on each antler.  The hard plastic material was much more rigid than the floppy things on the mask as well.  Also better, they had a red tint to them.  It wasn't as dark as the mask, but it was still visible.

	"The paint glows in the dark.  It's a great effect... as long as you remember to leave them in a bright room before going." The dragon set them on Fizzle's head and tied a set of straps to hold them in place. "It needs a bit of light to charge the glow.  Should last all night though once its charged.  Try moving your head now.

	"These are a bit heavier than the other ones." Fizzle swung his head back and forth as he imagined a Buck would to fence with another buck. "Pretty stable, too.  They don't move nearly as much as the other ones.  What did you do with the other ones?"

	"I left them on.  They're helping to hold the new ones in place on the mask.  They look a little odd but I think it'll work."

	Taking a few more swings with his head, Fizzle looked please. "I like them.  I think Devil Deer will work.  Can I try on the rest of the costume? That rubber suit sounded fun.  I like rubber."

	"It's quite a bit of work to get it on... but you know that already.  Alright." A quick dig around in the mask box and he pulled out the suit.

	Fizzle eyed it with interest. "Why black and red?"

	"I liked the look.  Mostly red body, black underbelly.  You don't think it works?" Tannim held it up against Fizzle. "It seemed more fitting than red and white."

	"I'll have to see it on." The gelding lifted his right foreleg. "Lets get to it."

	Putting the suit on did take twenty minutes.  Slipping each leg into a sleeve took the most time.  The rubber didn't slide easily up Fizzle's ankles, knees, and various curves.  It had been molded to be more slender at the ankles and was too tight.  By the time Tannim had gotten the third one on, he was sure the leggings were meant for foals rather than adults.

	"I'm going to have to get this one replaced. It's definitely too small for you."

	"Yeah... those ankles are TIGHT." Fizzle looked down at them. "They are slimming I guess.  I feel like a foal again.  Or two.  I'd love to have two or three colts.

	"You should have taken the priest costume for THAT."

	"I don't like preaching." Fizzle lowered the mask and playfully swung the antlers around again. "I like these.  I wonder if I can get a pair for normal wear." He thought a moment. "Maybe a little smaller so they don't get caught on doors and trees."

	"If you want one I could order you one, but you'll need to make it up to me somehow." Tannim lifted the torso section of the rubber suit over his friend. "Maybe make a few videos of you riding a stallion or colt.  People seem to like the novelty of a gelding on top."

	"How about I ride a dragon?" Fizzle turned and pushed his antlers against the dragon's chest.

	Tannim just looked down without backing up. "Threats don't work.  I do like the idea though.  I'll think about it.  I'd also like to see you fucking a really old stallion I know.  Not a lot of elderly horse stuff around.  His fur is a bit patchy and quite bony hips but I think he is handsome enough."

	Fizzle backed up and stood ready for the rest of the suit to be stretched over him fully. "I'll think about it.  Suit me up, please."

	Pulling the suit under him was faster than the legs, though slipping his erection into the hole for it took longer than it needed to.  Tannim had to squeeze it and fondle it several times to make sure it was in place.  At least that's was his excuse.  Fizzle didn't mind at all.  He also didn't mind the extra tugging and stretching of his empty scrotum to make sure it hung down visibly too.

	When it was finally zipped to the legs and to the mask, Fizzle trotted over to the mirror on the wall. "Wow, this looks pretty nice.  I thought the head was going to be too big, but the suit is thick enough that it looks like it could fit.  Maybe a little bigger than it should be but not too bad."

	"Just needs the ribbons in your tail to make it look like its on fire and the cloven hoof paint for your hooves.  Maybe some sort of paint for your penis to make it glow.  I think that would be a fun effect."

	"Yes." Fizzle nodded. "I'll take this costume... but with new legs.  You can take these off now!"

	"Are you going to let your brother see before he comes in for his own costume?"

	"No.  More fun to surprise him.  Do NOT tell him what I took and don't let him have this one."

	"I promise I won't ruin the surprise."

	Tannim cupped the gelding's empty scrotum again. "Since that's all sorted, I guess all that's left is to get you out of this and you can send in Drizzle."

	Fizzle snorted. "Hey, I'm not done yet.  I haven't gotten a blow job or let you fuck me or anything yet."

	"You don't HAVE to have sex of some sort every time we see each other." After giving the gelding's loose sack a tug, Tannim simply let go. "Not that it isn't fun to, but I do have other things I need to do before I can play."

	"You're being very mean.  Teasing a poor horse and leaving him hanging?" Fizzle looked back at his own belly and his partially erect penis hanging there. "I even got half way!"

	"I know.  It's cute.  I'd love to play with it, but I still have to help Drizzle and Angel and anybody else who needs hands to help with their costumes."

	"Cute? It's better than cute." Fizzle clenched his belly and made his penis swing, slowly filling out. "It takes longer to get going but it's very attractive."

	"Well, it's nice looking and only a little thinner than your brother's.  If you hadn't lost your balls in that deep sea diving accident, and I still don't believe that's what happened, you'd be just as big." Tannim caught the gelding's cock just behind his glans. "I suppose I could give you a quick tuggie if you really need it."

	"No.  You're too busy and I don't want a little hand job.  I want something in me or around me or both.  Mmm... both is great."

	Tannim pulled the equine dick down and let go so it slapped Fizzle's belly. "Of course if I finish with everybody and two horny brothers come in I might manage to do SOMETHING with it.  Even better if a sexy filly comes with them..."

	Fizzle sighed. "Fine. I'll come back later.  Unless I find a hot partner."

	"That's the spirit.  Now, hold still while I get that costume off."

	Removing the costume took much less time, though the legs still took a few minutes.  Fizzle managed to keep his erection with Tannim groping it, purposefully bumping it, tugging his scrotum, and kissing his cocktip throughout the removal.  All the teasing had his friend flicking his tail and stamping lightly in eagerness.  By the time he took the mask off Fizzle was seriously rethinking the refusal of a hand job, but it was too late.  A familiar clopping outside told him Drizzle was coming in.

	"You shouldn't grope so much without finishing, Dragon... but I'll let you go this time so I don't give away what I chose." He went to the door, tugged the doorknob with his mouth to open it, and went through just as Drizzle about to push on it from the outside. "I guess its you're turn.  You can have whats left.  I already chose the best one."

	Drizzle turned to watch his brother walk off, still erect and smelling very aroused, then turned back to Tannim, who was also looking and smelling aroused. "You let him go without even fucking him?"

	"You know, sometimes I have things to do other than satisfy myself and a horny horse." Tannim give his own erection a pat. "It's good to show this you are in control instead of just giving in to an erection EVERY time.  Just think how much more fun it would be if you came back later with him and had some fun then.  Maybe bring Angel with you."

	"I'd rather not bring her.  She's already trying to get me going too often." Drizzle walked in and kicked the door closed with his hind left hoof.  After a few seconds he dropped his dead down and rubbed his chin over the dragon's erection. "So what costumes do you have? What did he end up with?"

	"I can't tell you that.  It's more fun as a surprise for now.  That way it won't influence YOUR choice of costumes." Tannim shifted his wings at the touch but otherwise didn't respond to it. "Do you have something in mind this year?"

	The stallion kept his chin moving, enjoying the hot stiff flesh under it. "I thought I might go as a big spider thing.  A lot of creatures think spiders are scary."

	"Well, a spider is certainly novel... I don' think it would work too well though.  All those extra legs would be easy enough but your head isn't going to work well.  I did have A thought though.  A priest or some religious figure."

	"Oh... alter boys." Drizzle lifted his head. "That would be kind of fun if I could have a couple colts on leashes.  I'll take it." He turned around and hoisted his tail up. "Now that that's all settled, lets get down to the real fun."

	Tannim cupped his buttocks with both hands. "You don't want to hear the other options?"

	"No need.  This way I get a costume and you have plenty of time to satisfy yourself and a horny horse.  Fizzle might have wasted all that time being picky about costumes, but I'm not." He flicked his tail a few times. "Stick it in me.  You know you'll like it."

	"Oh alright.  I guess if you're going to be this quick I have time for a ride before Angel's turn."

	Drizzle grunted at the dragon's thick dick poking into him. "I don't need to try on the costume before the party."

	"I imagine Fizzle will be as impressed with yours as you will be of his." Tannim entered him fully. "Now, let's get you settled down and you'll be ready for that party."

***

	There were many creatures at the Halloween party.  Some stood on two legs, some on four, and a few on no legs at all.  Every one of them wore a costume of some sort.  Many costumes had some piece of intimate anatomy either fully exposed or playfully hidden so it still drew the eyes.  It was a very mature party, even if the guests did not have to be.

	Drizzle was glad of that last part.  He had three guests with him that didn't meet age requirements for more restrictive parties.  Their leads were tied to his neck, though they wouldn't have gone anywhere even without them.  His costume needed the extra colts to work and their costumes needed his to work.

	"You actually went as the priest?!" It was Fizzle's voice but it was a large evil looking red and black deer that said it.

	A costume of course, but it looked quite good with large rigid red glowing antlers, glowing deep red eyes, and even cloven hooves.  Drizzle was impressed.  That costume must have been expensive, especially with the rubber body suit so form fitting.  It changed his brother's look quite a bit, though the saggy empty scrotum hanging behind his equine penis still looked the same.

	"Stay back, evil beast!" Drizzle grinned as he said it. "A priest and his hot young alter boys are more than a match for you.  Of course I took the priest costume, who would be dumb enough NOT to?!"

	He tugged at the large robe he had over his body.  It was a bit hot under it and the big collar was somewhat annoying, but it did make him look priest-ish and it gave him a perfect excuse to have three lovely colts with him, dressed up in their own much less impressive robes that left their rumps completely exposed except for a rosary and crucifix hanging from their tail bases.  The costumes weren't as expensive as Fizzle's, but the benefits more than made up for that.

	"You really turned this costume down?" Drizzle tug one of the colt's leads with his mouth and the handsome bay furred foal trotted closer for a kiss. "You are too worried about looking good."

	Fizzle snorted. "Evil beast indeed, foal fiddler!"

	"Go play with somebody else and keep your righteousness to yourself, demon.  I'm a priest, whatever I do is always right." He stepped around behind the colt and dipped his muzzle down to drag his nose along the foal's crevice until his lips bumped the boy's balls. "Alter Boys are such precious things.  This is Quentin by the way.  He's very good with his butt.  Want him to demonstrate? Maybe you'll join the priesthood next year."

	"Stop tempting me to good!" Fizzle reared and kicked with his cloven looking hooves a few times, then landed and stepped forward. "but yes, I want him to demonstrate."

	Behind Drizzle, the other two foals laughed at Fizzle's rearing.  One, a brown colt younger than the others slipped behind his priest and disappeared under Drizzle's robe.  There was a moment of the stallion looking back at somebody touching him, then he took a deep breath.

	"The sneaky one who just went under my robe is Dace.  He's good at polishing the holy staff." Drizzle shifted his hind legs at a little mouth tugging at his dick out of sight. "You're doing well down there, Dace.  Go ahead and show him your butt, Quentin.  You should rear up again, evil buck."

	Fizzle felt a twinge of jealousy at seeing his brother with three willing colts.  Just last week his brother was desperate for even one.  Where did these three come from? They didn't seem at all shy, either.  Willing AND eager was such rare thing with foals.

	He didn't let that little bit of jealousy stop him from rearing up to see what Quentin could do.  While he stood on just his hind legs, the colt ran over and flicked his tail left and right.  After a moment his little butt swayed back and forth two.  Quentin pushed back quickly while he swayed so his tight young horsey donut kissed Fizzle's half erect cock over its half erect tip.

	The gelding shivered at the touch and lost his balance to land over the foal's back.  He was glad he was tall enough that his hooves hit the ground before putting much weight on the boy and felt a little embarrassed about landing on him like that.  His penis filled out swiftly once down and throbbed between Quentin's rump and his own belly.

	Drizzle laughed. "You lost your balance very fast, Devil Deer.  Behold the power of the great Holy Flanks."

	Stepping back, Fizzle slid off of the colt, who didn't seem upset. "The Holy Flanks are but a lie.  You shall find out soon when the dark deer kick your flanks." He paused and shook his head. "I can't think of anything more creative than Dark Deer.  Holy Flanks was good, though.  Is Dace really sucking you off under there?"

	With a quick turn around and a tug of his jaws, Drizzle pulled his robe up high enough to show Dace with half of his erection in his mouth.  The stallion dropped the robe back down after a couple seconds.  His alter boy had even been kneeling under him as he did it.

	Drizzle lifted his head in the air, giving a cute lip curl from his brother's strong scent of arousal. "Any more questions, evil buck?"

	Cock still full and stiff, Fizzle huffed. "Yes." He looked to the third colt who had interestingly curved ears that curved inward to touch each other with their tips. "Who is your other colt and where did you get these three?"

	"That's Indicum.  Yes, that's his name.  He's a Kathiawari.  I ran into his mother last week.  These two are his friends.  Apparently they play together regularly. Unnn, they were happy to... share... this costume idea!" Drizzle dropped his head suddenly, though he kept his nose tilted upward.

	His hips bucked forward, his tail flagged, and he let out a cute series of grunts.  There was a coughing from below him several seconds later along with some wet noises of fluid splattering on the floor.  Jace pushed out from under his robe when it was over and trotted happily back toward Indicum.  The little foal's muzzle was wit with semen and his own erection swung between his legs ready for to go.

	Indicum poke him with his nose. "You didn't swallow it all!"

	"His flare is a lot bigger than yours!"

	Quentin rubbed his nose against Fizzle's shaft and ran it down all the way to the gelding's scrotum. "What happened to your nuts, Mr. Deer? You're empty back here!"

	"An eagle swooped down one day and grabbed them in his talons.  It happened so fast I didn't even feel it.  I just felt a heave weight WHAM into me from behind and knock me forward, then saw a bird flying off with something white and pink between its toes." Fizzle leaned his head down, looking surprisingly menacing with the glowing eyes and sharp antlers. "I'm still ready to go with or without them.  I'd love to put that in your butt."

	The colt licked Fizzle's shaft a few times. "Are deer always this big?"

	"No.  Just devil deer like me."

	Quentin looked back. "Is it ok with this lead on, Father Drizzle?"

	"Yes.  It's good for alter boys to spread the love.  Maybe we can convert this evil creature to the side of good."

	"I am surprised you are being so generous." Fizzle looked around and called out to a two legged party goer. "Excuse me, Sir? Could you slick me up.  I need some help with the lubricant."

	The two legger wore a bear costume, or maybe was a bear, with a military hat and uniform.  He said nothing, but walked over, squeezed lubricant from a convenient wall dispenser onto his paw, and ran it over Fizzle's erection.  He didn't bother about his own, which was decorated to look like a rocket with nose cone and fins.  The bear saluted them, then walked off.

	"Everybody is always so nice at these gatherings." Drizzle moved closer to his brother. "I wonder if we knew that one."

	"I don't have any idea.  Ready, Quentin, OH.  Yes, I can tell you are." Fizzle looked down at the foal backing onto his dick.  He wasn't used to them being so experienced at about six months.  It was very welcome not having to explain things.  It was also very welcome not to have to spend much time loosening him up. "Do I got to push in or are you going to back onto it all the way yourself?"

	Indicum walked in front of them and pressed his chest to Indicum to push him further back. "He likes being full."

	"I like things in my bottom." Quentin let himself be pushed back onto it.  "Feels nice and big bumping against my spot in there."

	Jace tugged on Drizzle's robe.  When the stallion turned to look at him he lifted his head up for a kiss.  His cum soaked lips squished against Drizzle's a second later with a happy whinny.

	Fizzle leaned down to nibble on the colt's ear while he thrust firmly into the foal's tight rump. "I'm always happy to bump against a handsome foal's special spot.  I like how you push back into it, too."

	Quentin lifted his head up at the nibble and Fizzle adjusted his muzzle so they could kiss together just like Jace and Drizzle.  Some of the other party-goers did stop to watch the gelding humping his young lover.  A gelding breeding somebody was a rare sight to most, especially with the loose empty scrotum wobbling while he moved.  Fizzle's scrotal skin was no longer than his brother's scrotum, but hanging down empty empty it looked a little longer.

	The bear from before moved behind him and gave it a playful tug, but again said nothing.  He also reached under Fizzle far enough to put his paw against Quentin's anus.  Fizzle enjoyed feeling the extra friction from that each time he pushed in and pulled out.  Sex was different with an interactive audience.  Quentin was nervous about it though.

	He broke the kiss to look around. "Is somebody touching me back there?"

	Fizzle bucked hard enough to make Quentin scoot forward. "Yes. Is that a problem? I could ask them to stop."

	"I dunno." The foal looked to Indicum.

	Indicum  had stepped back Fizzle had fully mounted, but moved closer gain to rub his cheek against Quentin's neck. "No problem at all.  You never minded when we had people watching before."

	"Yeah, but ... their touching now too."

	The other foal drooped his head and neck to look along Quentin's belly. "You're dripping too much to for it to be bad.  You look like you like it to me."

	Drizzle had broken his kiss with Jace to watch and watched Indicum.  The little foal was quite the dominant force of the three.  Indicum had encouraged his friends to join as alter boys right away.  It was cute how Quentin looked to him while uncomfortable about the situation.

	Drizzle licked his own cum from Jace's chin. "My alter boys should be ready for fun from anyone.  It's important for spreading the word of the Holy Flank."

	There were some laughs from around them.  Fizzle felt the first faint tingle of pleasure while he kept rutting Quentin.  He wasn't going to last long with the audience and his lover's rapidly clenching butt.  For all his reluctance with the audience, Quentin was pushing back and working himself very well.  Fizzle's colt relaxed a little again when the paw pulled away from his butt, but his young ass was still trying hard to milk some gelding cum out.

	Neither saw the bear wander off behind them after pulling away and neither minded his loss.  They were too focused on each other now with Fizzle's more frantic rutting keeping Quentin focused on just keeping his hooves under him.  All the adult weight pressing down and the adult hips slamming hard against his rump made staying put difficult.  He did like it though.

	Another two legger ran their hands along his rump from the side and down under him to grab his young dick.  This time Quentin just looked over to Indicum and let it happen without looking at the female dog in tattered viking style armor fondling him.  Her paw brought a few squirts of pre with Fizzle's dick bumping against his prostate producing plenty more after that.

	"In or out, Quentin!" Fizzle's voice was strained and breathless.

	"Out!" It was Indicum that said it.

	"Out." Quentin repeated it.

	"Alright, unnn, out it is. One... T...wo.  UNG!" Fizzle jerked his dick out just as he was about to cum.

	Fizzle didn't dismount full.  His chest was still on the colt's rump when his glans mushroomed out in full flare for all to see.  Clear fluid shot out over Quentin's hind thighs, along his belly, and over his balls and penis.

	The dog holding Quentin's own erection jerked it up so it slapped his belly the moment she felt the hot horse cum slime her hand.  The sudden impact brought Quentin off too.  His hips hunched forward and he had a cute dry orgasm.  Just like Fizzle, his glans flared out, but nothing more came out than the same little bit of pre he had been leaking already.  His penis pulsed several times with his teeth biting at the air, then he visibly relaxed.  After his orgasm he felt the happy afterglow and Fizzle's clear cum dripping from his tip instead of his own.

	Drizzle stepped closer to lick his brother's cum off, but Indicum was faster and darted under his friend to lick it off Quentin's erection.  He grinned up at Drizzle when the big stallion dipped his head down next to him, then sucked his friend's still flared young dick in his mouth.  Quentin jerked his head up in surprise and discomfort at the other colt licking his spent glans.

	"OH, TOO SOON, INDICUM!"

	Indicum swirled his tongue around the oh so sensitive tip several more times before pushing further up, all the way to Quentin's medial ring.  Fizzle dropped his head down to watch along with Drizzle.  Jace also watched, his own penis stiff and needy.

	After a few seconds of watching the two colts sucking, he stepped forward and mounted Indicum.  The more dominant foal jerked his head up in surprise but it just bounced against Quentin's belly.  He couldn't back up with Jace on his flanks stabbing his dick forward.  It took him four thrusts to hit Indicum's anus, but he wasn't lubricated enough to get in.

	Another watcher helped with that with a quick handful of lubricant smeared all along Jace's shaft.  Drizzle eyed the watcher and while he didn't recognize the costume, that of somebody with poofy curly hair, a hat, a vest, and a long scarf, he a easily recognized who it was wearing it by the texture and look of the really long scarf wrapped around his neck.  The wings helped too.  Drizzle would have to remember to ask who Tannim's costume was supposed to be.

	Jace was happy to have the help.  His cock popped in after bumping against Indicum's anus two more times and smearing some of the lubricant onto it.  He wrapped his forelegs tightly around his friend's sides and sank in all the way one the next thrust.

	Below him, Indicum squirmed and pushed back.  He he was making some noises around Quentin's cock, but couldn't get anything out until the other colt finally softened and retracted.  When it slipped out of his mouth Quentin backed away quickly.

	"Don't suck on it so soon after orgasm, Indicum! It's tender then."

	Indicum just looked back to Jace, ignoring Quentin. "You're supposed to ask before you hop up like that, Jace!"

	"You never do.  Besides," Jace grunted and bucked with another thrust, "you're really squeezing me in there.  You're enjoying it."

	"I'm just trying to push you out." Indicum's own dick was stiff below him and slapped up against his belly while he said it.

	Both Fizzle and Drizzle licked at it, but Fizzle's antlers got in the way of really leaning under too far.  He was glad when his brother noticed the problem and pushed the colt's cock toward the side more.  Fizzle sucked it into his mouth and Drizzle kissed him around it.

	Quentin felt a small mouth lick his balls from behind and turned to see a filly about his age wearing a red sleeveless two legger styled dress over her body, with plastic red goat like horns on her head and a devil style tail hanging under her own tail.  He didn't know what a succubus was so didn't understand the costume, but it was pretty.  Her tongue felt nice, too, even before she sucked his balls into her mouth.  At least they weren't extra sensitive from the orgasm so he could enjoy it.

	Indicum liked to be rough on his parts when he came.  It was nice to find somebody being gentle back there.  He sighed happily when she licked up Fizzle's cum more thoroughly from his tight young sack.  Usually he had to do that.

	Indicum was thinking how nice the licking felt too.  Fizzle was good with his tongue and it felt a lot better than belly slapping.  Jace's enthusiastic dick bumping his prostate helped him forgive the sudden mounting.  It was always more fun if he ordered the mounting first.  He did like to be in charge.

	"Fine. I guess I'll let it go this time." Indicum huffed at all the attention pushing him toward orgasm much faster than he wanted. "But slow down a little, ok?"

	"Unng... I'll try." Jace didn't sound confident.

	Drizzle backed away from Indicum and moved behind Jace. "I could bless your rump with kisses and distract you if you like, Jace."

	"Sure!"

	Around them, the costumed guests came and went and came on or in each other.  Some watched the alter boys and their priest.  Some even joined in.  Fizzle and Drizzle put on a little holy sparring later where their reared and stabbed at each other with their cocks, which ended with more sex.  It was a fun, if tiring, night for all with plenty of interesting costumes to look at and flesh to enjoy.

	The foals got home late with plenty of treats while the party was still going.  They were sticky with cum as much as with candy apples.  It was their first Halloween and they hoped to have many more like it.  Their new friends were happy to make sure they did.