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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan, Words_Worth
  Relationship:
      Jean_Kirstein/Stallion
  Character:
      Stallion, Jean_Kirstein
  Additional Tags:
      I_am_so_sorry, this_is_complete_crack, don't_take_this_seriously, Crack
      Pairing, mentions_of_marco, possibly, Out_of_Character, Maybe_-_Freeform,
      Horse_Jokes, Anal_Sex, all_that_fun_stuff
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-01-23 Words: 1354
****** Foal Play ******
by crypticMyriad
Summary
     I'm so sorry
Notes
     No I'm not really sorry.
     This pairing is just a bunch of horse jokes and apologies if you hate
     it.
Stallion leaned closer, gripping the pointed chin of a flustered Jean with his
gloved hands, forcibly turning his head to make the younger male face him.
Jean struggled to pull his head away, refusing to meet the horse being’s eyes,
twisting and shifting his tied wrists in every position he could manage to
desperately get them loose. Sadly, it was to no avail.
‘Shit! How did I manage to get myself into this situation? Where is my 3D
Maneuver Gear? If only I had the blades, then I could get out of this
mess!'Jean thought with a scowl. What did this creature want? Was he with the
Titans?
With a snort, Stallion watched the emotions flicker over the other man’s face,
“I think its about time we had some fun, don’t you?” He tugged at the
restrained Jean’s clothing, ripping it with some force, exposing the skin of
his chest before anything else.
Paling, Jean tried even harder to escape, pulling himself as far away from the
horse as he could, even though it ripped his clothing further, “W-what? No!”
Fear turned into anger rather fast, and he glared at Stallion, “When I get out
of here I’ll kill you!”
Whinnying with laughter, the beast grinned down at him, “You’re resistance,
Boy, only makes my penis harder.”
Jean was mortified, as he could clearly see when he glanced back over that the
horse was indeed sporting a large bulge in his purple and black pants.
Swallowing nervously, he willed himself to meet Stallion’s gaze with his own,
willing himself to be brave before the monster. If he couldn’t defeat him, how
could he ever defeat a titan?
"Release me." His command was betrayed by his voice, wobbly from fear. Did the
other male really intend to..?
Stallion gave another amused snort, “You aren’t a woman, but you still have an
ass like females would.” Ignoring the protests of the young man, Stallion
flipped him over, twisting his bondings in a rather uncomfortable way. Not that
he really cared. He tore roughly at the other man’s pants, ripping them, only
to do the same with his underwear, exposing Jean’s ass to the room.
Though Jean was uncomfortable with this situation, he couldn’t help but feel a
weird sense of excitement at seeing someone else so interested in touching him.
The idea of being taken roughly was always a secret thrill he wished would
happen to him, though he always wanted that from Marco, and had occasionally
masturbated to the idea. Though ever since the other man was killed in battle,
Jean suppressed those urges. He hadn’t even touched himself in that way since
then. Thinking about Marco, and remembering those dirty thoughts aroused him,
and Stallion mistook it for excitement caused by himself.
"Oh, getting hard for me? I’m honored!" With a chuckle he brought the again
tense boy’s ass to his face, his long tongue slipping from his mouth to slide
over Jean’s anus, then over his scrotum, its length even making it halfway over
the struggling male’s half-hard cock. Even with his fear and anger at the
horse, Jean couldn’t deny that the feeling itself was nice, causing him to bite
his lip.
 
’Just think about Marco. Think about him. Pretend its him doing this and it
will be over soon. And then when I get out of these ropes I can murder this
bastard.' Jean sighed, squeezing his eyes shut and imagining it the best he
could. Stallion's tongue was much larger than a human's, and firmer as well,
though with enough imagination Jean could picture Marco's smaller mouth on his
form, the thought stiffening his cock fully and pulling a muted sigh from
Jean's lips.
Stallion grinned, pulling his gloves from his hands and angling his head to
lick more at Jean’s hardened cock, his own straining against his pants.
Bringing a hand to his ass, he shoved a finger inside, twirling it around,
causing a gasp from the male. His other hand worked on undoing his jeans, and
he tugged them off in a hurry once the button was unclasped, his long, hard
cock springing out the moment they were shoved down far enough.
Jean felt some pain, though with his thoughts in another place, he allowed it,
clenching his teeth. Though with Stallion’s tongue teasing his cock it replaced
the discomfort with pleasure. When the horseman added another, Jean could only
murmur Marco’s name, begging his imagination for more. He was surprised how
aroused he’d become already, though it was to be expected, seeing as he hadn’t
touched himself in awhile.
Stallion slurped precum from the tip of Jean’s cock before pulling himself away
and positioning his hips where his fingers had just been. With a perverted
grin, and without giving Jean time to prepare, he shoved his cock deep into the
man’s virgin ass, groaning loudly, his mouth half open and his tongue lolling
from his lips.
The rough entrance snapped Jean from his thoughts and caused a cry of pain to
tear itself from his throat. “N-No, damn it!” He struggled once more against
his bonds.‘Marco was supposed to be the first.. the only one to-'His thoughts
were quieted once more from another rough thrust.
"Aw, you don’t seem to be liking it anymore. What happened?" Stallion mocked,
leaning over Jean’s body and licking his face. One of his hands moved to Jean’s
dying erection, still moist with precum and saliva, giving it a few strokes
with his hand. "Since you’ve been good, I suppose I should give you some better
treatment?" As he fondled Jean’s cock to bring his erection back, his other
hand slid up his ripped shirt to tease one of his nipples, pinching and rolling
it lightly between his fingers.
Despite Jean’s best efforts, he couldn’t deny that the way he was being touched
felt good, and slowly he began to grow aroused once more, though he desperately
wished he could hide it from the beast that was fucking him. Every thrust was
still painful, though he was growing used to it, almost as if the pleasure of
being fondled was numbing it. Soon enough he noticed light groans spilling from
his lips, and that even Stallion’s cock was beginning to feel good inside of
him, stretching his ass with every thrust. “A-ahh.. S-stop.. I don’t..”
Continuing to forcefully thrust his cock into the Jean, Stallion made his own
sounds. Light whinnies of pleasure and grunts escaping his form. “Don’t what?
Don’t like it? I’d beg to differ, you’re hard cock is wet from your own precum,
and you sound like you’re getting close already!” Continuing his relentless
attack on Jean’s body with his hands, he began licking at his neck with his
tongue as well, occasionally teasing his ear as well, making loud wet sounds
echo in Jean’s ears, mimicking the slapping of skin against skin as Stallion
quickened his thrusts.
With a groan of pleasure, Jean bit down on his lip, attempting to silence any
other noises he might make. With all this teasing, it wasn’t long until he
couldn’t take anymore, moaning despite his best efforts not too. “Ngh! M-
Marco!” Cum squirted from his cock, most landing on the floor, with some
dribbling down his shaft. ‘Damn. That was more than usual..' The thrusts into
his body continued, though they didn't really hurt anymore.
Stallion chuckled, straightening out a little and grasping Jean’s hips, fucking
him mercilessly now, wanting to cum himself. As he reached his limit he groaned
loudly, tossing his head back and emptying his cock inside of Jean. Pulling out
almost immediately, he redressed himself, watching some of his own cum drip
from the other male’s abused ass. “You aren’t too bad. Maybe after a few more
rounds of this you’ll have earned your freedom.” With a snort of laughter,
Stallion left the room, leaving Jean alone, embarrassed and uncomfortable.
Defeated, Jean allowed himself to pass out, exhausted from the ordeal, enough
so that he didn’t notice when Stallion returned to clean and redress him as
well some time later, only to leave again.
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