Secret Glances, Open Ogling, and a Horse... Of Course
by tannim
February 21, 2010

	Ceston walked along the beach.  He was enjoying the glances he drew.  As a dragon with a rather unusual scrotum he was used to it.  His balls drug along the sand leaving a furrow, as well as a lot of curious or disgusted viewers, behind him. Some would stop dead in their tracks and just stare.  Like he suddenly found himself doing as he gazed up the beach.

	Up the beach a well muscled stallion was showing off before an audience.  His bare body nicely toned, his muscles showing clearly under his short haired pelt.  Ceston grinned and waved as the tail flicked up and to the side, giving him such a perfect view of the stud's protruding ass ring between two taut muscular buttocks.  The stud's balls were just visible between his thighs from the back, a stark contrast to Ceston's own incredibly low hangers.

	The dragon noticed a Jay watching the stud as well.  The bird wasn't openly gawking at the horse, but the way he kept looking over as though trying to find something as well as the way he'd turn his head away as though in disdain gave him away easily.  As one of the few clothed males around the jay drew enough attention without such poor attempts at hiding his ogling with secret glances.

	Ceston turned slightly as he walked towards the flexing equine and came up behind the haughty bird.  Before the jay could react the dragon wrapped his arms around the clothed form and shoved him forward.  He laughed at the outraged squaw and complaints.  The bird tugged, but not too hard.  After seeing where he was being pushed, and since that it got him closer to the hot buff stud, he wasn't about to actually prevent it from happening.

	Incitatus twisted his torso while clenching his thigh.   The small crowd had parted to let a pair through.  He stopped when he saw that one was doing everything to not look at him while the other was staring directly at him.  The jay's obviously feigned indifference drew his attention more than if he'd been openly staring.

	Incitatus gestured at them to come on over.  "Come here, guys.  You wanted a closer look?"

	As arrogant and vain as most studs, he liked having his body coveted.  Ceston's eyes ran down his broad chest and sheathed stallionhood.  The Jay's eyes flicked up and down then turned away and told the dragon to let go.  Incitatus smirked.  The ones who didn't want to seem interested were always the most fun.

	The stallion's eyes widened when he saw Ceston's obscenely long scrotum dragging in the sand between his feet, but he didn't say anything.  He was curious about that unusual feature, but the bird was his main focus.  Incitatus stepped right in front of him and flexed both arms.

	"You can't look away this close, Birdy." He grinned.

	His sweet grassy breath wafted over both jay and dragon and both enjoyed it.  Both enjoyed the show more.  Ceston leaned in to run a hand over the strong pectorals.  He could feel the bird next to him twitch with a desire to do the same.  The dragon put his muzzle next to the Jay's ear and whispered to him to just relax and open up.  He was surprised to see that Incitatus had leaned over and whispered the same thing.  The jay was even more surprised when those strong equine fingers dug into the hem of his shirt and pulled it up.

	"Come on, birdy, don't be so shy.  I saw the secret glances and... My my... Now what could this be?" Incitatus gripped the deep red and pink bit of moist flesh that jutted up from the jay's groin suddenly.

	Ceston grabbed the bird before he could pull away, but the bird didn't even try.  He grunted in surprise and leaned in instead.  His eyes ran between dragon and horse.  Neither seemed bothered by his arousal and neither seemed bothered by their own nudity.

	The jay tried to relax and let go.  It was his first time in this place, this nude beach with all the ugly and not so ugly furs.  He'd been hoping for just such an encounter, it was too bad he'd forgotten about how embarrassing it would be.  The hand groping his cock felt great though, and the big hot stallion doing it was even better.  He wasn't sure about the dragon behind him, but at least that guy wasn't doing anything gross.  Not that he'd have minded, the jay told himself.

	Soft equine lips pressing to his beak drew his attention back to that hand on his work... More hands rubbed under his shirt from behind.  His rump feathers were stroked but nothing pressed under them.  Yes... he was glad he decided to go to the beach, embarrassment be damned!