Fat Moose #1

Story by hooves on SoFurry

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#1 of Fat Moose


Fat Moose and the Zebra

The short powerfully built moose smiled, as he wandered through the frat party. Silently listening to all the conversations, as he sipped his beer. He just loved these jock frat parties... plenty of hot young beef to choose from. Keen dark eye's evaluating each of the new flesh faced young jocks. The Moose just loved freshmen jocks, big masculine and sexy. Plus they were always so innocent and dumb... He'd had his eye on the big Zebra second string full back. "Something tells me... he'd make a better tight end!" The horny Moose snickered under his breath as he watched the thick witted stud drinking with his friends. Drumming his stubby finger's on his plastic cup of beer. The Moose decided to see just how dumb the Zebra really was. Waiting until the big equine's buddies had staggered off for more beer. He then motioned for one of his friends, on the football team to join the Zebra. The older jock strolled up to the Zebra, and started talking with the newbie. Grinning wickedly frat Moose approached, greeting the older jock familiarly. Then pretended to look the big sexy stripped equine over. "Yep... this one sure looks it!" He sneered, pretending he was just agreeing with an earlier statement.

"Huh..." The big Zebra grunted, looking back and forth from the big buffalo; to frat Moose confused.

"Belongs on the cheerleader squad..." The buffalo sneered.

"Shakin' his Pom Pom's for the crowd." Fat Moose snickered, as the Buffalo went along with what he though was an old joke. Of course to fat Moose it was much more! "We'll get him a nice short skirt..."

"Errr... Wha..." The big Zebra grunted confused, but embarrassed.

"Yeah... a flamin' homo..." The buffalo snickered, making fat Moose smile. Because he knew the Buffalo was bi sex himself. Even as the Zebra stuttered and stammered trying to formulate a denial.

"Nunt aha!" Was the best the big striped jock could come up with. Shaking his head the big Buffalo strolled off chuckling. "I am not!" The Zebra tried again, calling after him. Fat Moose smirked as he looked the big handsome jock over.

"Well... there is a test." Fat Moose explained with a slow leering grin.

"Huh?!?" The Zebra grunted confused.

"A way to prove it... one way or the other." The Moose went on... smiling as he saw the interest in the equines eye's.

"Oh yeah?" The Zebra asked suddenly excited and interested. "What test?" He asked eager to prove himself.

"A Fag test." "Would ya be willin' to take it?" The Moose asked with a grin. "To prove yourself one way or the other."

"Sure!" The Zebra agreed at once. Thinking there was no way he wouldn't pass the Fag test!

"Come with me..." The Moose ordered smirking as he walked off... leading the big jock upstairs. The Zebra trailing along obediently, a slight grin on his muzzle. Convinced he was going to put an end to the gay rumor once and for all. He was quickly led to a nice private bed room, just far enough from the party to put him at ease. "Ok the first part of the test is stripping down!" The powerfully built Moose grunted as he pulled his shirt off. The big Zebra was use to being around other guys naked in the locker room. And so easily stripped out of his jersey and jeans standing there in just his tight underwear. Unbuttoning his jeans the Moose let them drop, to stand fully naked before the equine. "Gotta take it all off pissy!" He growled grabbing the Zebra's short and yanking them down.

"Errr..." The big Zebra grunted at this aggressive move, his big sheath bulging. The surprise and cool air on his hot loins combining. For some reason he couldn't help he was getting an erection!

"Ohoooo that's not good..." The Moose taunted, grabbing the equine's exposed cock and tugging on it. "Getting wood just being naked with another guy!" Fat Moose snickered, knowing it was mostly a nervous reaction. "Well the first part of the test is failed!"

"First part?" The Zebra grunted, blushing now as he tried to get his erection to go away. But the Moose's big hot hand was making that impossible!

"Oh yes..." Fat Moose smirked his own cock rock hard since he'd spotted the stud. "Getting all hot and bothered just by being naked with me..." The Moose smirked at the big equines obvious discomfort. "You didn't think this would be a simple one question test did you?"

"Errr... well no... I didn't..." The Zebra looked embarrassed at his obvious mistake. "So whats..."

"Lay down on the bed..." The Moose grunted, not waiting for the equine to comply. He shoved him over onto his back and lifted the equine's long powerful leg's. "Lets see how you react to this!" He smirked, rubbing one pre-cum slickened finger around the Zebra's big black equine anus. Instantly the Zebra's long black cock bounced up drooling pre-cum. "Ohoooo strike two!" The Moose snickered as his finger lubed the rim of the big jock's quivering anus!

"I... I really don't think... I'm gay!" The big equine jock whimpered softly, as the Moose moved in between his wide spread leg's!

"Only one way to be sure..." Fat Moose snickered. As his rubbed the big dripping head of his hard on, against the jocks trembling tail hole. "And it's best to find out about it now!" The Moose pointed out with a smirk, as his hard throbber rubbed over that velvety tail hole. "Rather then after spending half a dozen years utterly miserable, and not knowing why." He grunted as he leaned his weight forwards, slowly pushing his raging hard on into the equine's hot rump hole!

"UHUUUU!" "It hurts... take it out... take it out!" The big striped jock squealed, his hard on softening somewhat from the pain of penetration. The hefty Moose paid him no mind, and slipped ball's deep into that hot tight orifice!

"Ohoooooooo." "Of course it hurts..." The Moose grunted as he settled deep within the big squealing jocks body. "But the test isn't over... until one of us cum's!"

"Oh... please!" The Zebra squeals thrashing around, trying to escape the very thick cock spread his once virgin hole oh soooo wide.

"Errr... one of us..." The big Zebra grunted in shock and confusion. His taut plucker already adjusting to Fat Moose's intruding cock.

"Sure... if you cum from being buggered... your gay for sure!" The grinning Moose lied, fucking with the big jock stud's mind as much as his anus!

"What about you?" The Zebra moaned.

"Of I'm sure to cum... the way your sissy ass is milking my cock!" Fat Moose smirked gloatingly. "You must really want a load in there huh!" He groaned as he began slowly but forcefully pumping the Zebra's hole.

"Nn... nNo..." The big jock moaned, fighting against the pleasure that was slowly replacing the pain. As the Moose's big blunt cock head smashed against his prostate. Pummeling it into a supreme state of arousal, sending waves of pleasure washing through the equines loins. Making even more of his long equine organ slid out. Hardening as the Moose forcefully fucked him!

"For a guy who's not liking it..." The Moose fondled the Zebra stallion's once again stiffening cock. "You sure are hard and throbbing!" He pointed out with an amused smirk. Though he tried to save some small part of his masculine pride and dominant male persona. It was useless... waves of submissive feelings filled the big stallion with every thrust of his rapist thick cock! fat Moose laughed wickedly, as he rammed his cock into the zebra stallion's helpless vulnerable ass. As the big organ's path was eased by slick pre-cum, the pain of penetration was quickly replaced by pleasure. His muzzle burned with shame and embarrassment, as the pleasure of being fucked filled him.

"I'm not... not liking it!" The big Zebra jock whispered to himself under his breath. Even as the Moose's big smooth three fingered hand found his semi hard cock, and began to caress along its length. His goal to make the big stud cum, and farther confuse him. The big zebra's eye's rolled wildly in his head, showing only the white's.

"Well that's good... cuz you sure look like you are!" The grinning Moose grunted, his pleasure written all over his small muzzle.

fat Moose reaches down, and mauls the Zebras big nuts! Squeezing and stroking them, pulling them down tightly. As that long equine head snaps back, his muzzle contorting in pain! As his big tender orb's are brutalized, yet this only made his long black stallion hood throb even harder! The Moose smiled gloatingly as he saw this.

"Mother fucker!" The captive Zebra squealed, inspiring the Moose to mash and grind a bit more. Drool ran from the corner's of his mouth, as he bucked back and forth. Big dark eye's wide and rolling in his striped head. Fat Moose grunted, as he drove his thick cock harder and harder into the passive Zebra. The big Zebra jock squeals in pleasure, feeling his might black cock growing more and more excited! With the Moose.s rough treatment and teasing jacking. Frat bear chuckles and licks up the side of the Zebra's neck. "Fuck... fuck... fuc..." The big Zebra jock babbles under his breath as his body responds to the pounding. The Moose seems to know what's about to happen! And he jabs the knotty tip of his fat Moose cock into the Zebra's prostate, sliding deep enough to jut right into it! "AAAAAGGGGHHHHH!" The Zebra squealed, as the Moose's huge cock head hammers his pleasure knot in just the right way...

knowing he was going to explode. "Noooo ohooo noooo!" The Zebra panted, knowing he was going to explode! His head sagging backwards to rest on the smelly mattress. His long black equine cock tensing, as the Moose jackhammers into his well plumbed loosely stretched tail hole! Pushing in again and again, each time tingling as he strokes deeply in. Unable to do any more than squeal, and hump back and forth slightly. The young Zebra stallion whimpered and screamed, turning and twisting on his ravisher's hard invader. The big jock moaned and pumped his hip's, even as his muzzle burned in shame. The feeling of the Moose's huge pulsing cock within his tail hole shockingly pleasurable. As his breath deepened and pulse raced, the Zebra lay back astounded. Stunned to recognize the feeling of orgasm building, as the Moose's hard cock and teasing Hand's molested him. "Yes ohoooo... yessss fuck me hard!" The big jock exclaimed, then clapped his hand over his muzzle. As with sudden swiftness, his big cock head flared. Mighty ball's drawing up within their velvety black sac. He was whinnying in orgasmic delight, as his huge equine ball's quivering. Holding back for a long moment, then in a sudden rush. His rock hard organ was spewing it's thick yellowish load over his chest and muzzle.

"Loved that huh little sissy?" Fat Moose asked lewdly, as he enjoyed the equine hot anus sphincters clenching on his cock. "Ohoooo my little pansy just spunked!" He chuckled, pushing deeper, squirting hotly against the Zebra's trounced, bruised prostate. The big jock squealed, as he felt the Moose's thick cock spasm within him. And the thick gwooy male cream slowly filled him, for the first time ever! He was the receptacle for another male's cum!

"Oho you bastard... you fucking bastard... you... you just!" The former straight stud moaned angily.

"I just filled yer pansy Fag ass!" The grinning Moose reminded him. "And obviously... you loved it!" Pulling out the wickedly smiling Moose putted his jeans and shirt back on. "Of course... Yah gotta to do it at least three times to be sure!" He explained as he walked over to the door, opening it to let the big bi buffalo from earlier in. "The sissy made quite a mess... I'd roll him over before I pounded him, if I was you." The grinning Moose advised as he wandered off...

Fin

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