Horsespotting - 1/2
Hey all! Thought some people would like a break from all the other things I've been doing lately.
I move in a week (not far), but I've got a few stories I'll be posting for you guys! The second part of this will be posted next Friday! Gotta wet your appetite.
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As far as work conferences go, this one had been on the better ones that Kasan had been to. The conference had been held at his office for once, so he didn't have to drive three hours across the state and stay in a hotel for the week. Their location had gone all out in trying to impress the two other offices, and food and drinks had been provided every day meaning Kasan hadn't had to cook for one, glorious week. And, as with the other conferences he'd been forced to endure the past couple years, this one had accomplished absolutely nothing of significance.
There was a systematic approach to how these conferences always went. It started with a big review over the previous quarter, typically congratulating the upper management for their visions on what others had actually accomplished. It was followed by dividing up into groups and doing a lot of the team-building exercises and learning new techniques of management to inspire everyone else. Then there were the talks about possible new locations to open up into, going over budgets, and deciding on potential candidates for new managers. After came everyone's favorite topic: raises. Finally, after patting each other on the back and feeling like they had really done something to make a difference going forward, they would plan out the next conference six months from now and meet back up again.
It was always a complete waste of time, and work would fall behind so he'd have to play catchup the next week. But it was at least a welcome change of pace from the usual monotony and catching back up wouldn't be as bad as he always worried it was. The week wasn't a complete loss, either. Aside from all the food they'd had catered, and time away from his duties, he'd made a new friend.
Shiloh was the newest manager in the group from one of the other locations, and Kasan had found himself lucky enough to be put into a group with him on the second day, giving him a chance to talk with him a little more. He was a horse a few inches taller than the otter, and his fur was in a unique pattern of black spots all over a white and grey body. His hair came out in shades of black to white that traveled down the back of his head in a traditional mane that hung just below his shoulders. His eyes were chocolate brown and they had caught the otter staring his way numerous times throughout the conference.
And sometimes Kasan had caught those eyes staring at him...
With the conference over, some of the managers were milling about, eating cookies and chips that had been brought in, and chatting with one another. They'd wrapped up a few hours earlier than intended, and some of the out-of-towners were already heading out the door to get an early start home. Shiloh was still sitting at his table and taking his time getting his laptop and papers packed away. Kasan's heart started beating quicker as he contemplated what to say as he approached the horse.
"H-" Kasan began to speak, but the saliva that had been building in his mouth ran down the back of his throat, down the wrong pipe, and he choked, sputtering and trying not to make more of a fool of himself as he already was.
Shiloh looked up from his bag, blinking in surprise. "Oh, uh, you alright there?" he asked, standing up and slinging his bag over one shoulder.
Kasan's cheeks were bright scarlet as he choked out a weak, "I'm fine." He coughed a few more times and blinked tears from his eyes, finally getting his airways clear.
The horse stood watching, mouth quirked up at one corner in a grin. "You sure? You good now?" he asked.
"Y-yeah, oh, sorry. I just swallowed and then started..." he trailed off, motioning with one of his paws, trying to smile aware his growing embarrassment.
"Choking, yeah, I noticed that part," Shiloh said, teeth showing in a sly grin that made the otter glance away shyly.
Kasan cleared his throat, glancing around the conference room, thankful that no one was paying him much attention after his coughing fit. "Well, I was going to ask if you were going back home tonight or tomorrow."
One of Shiloh's eyebrows arched and he eyed the otter with an exaggerated look of suspicion. "Why, Mr. Moore, why would you ever need to know something like that?"
Kasan laughed, comforted at the horse's playful tone. "Let's say I have ulterior motives. I was thinking about dinner? Maybe?"
Shiloh's tail, a lovely mix of black, and white, gave a quick swish and the horse was the one to clear his throat this time. "Uh, you aren't going to choke on your food or anything?"
The otter's face flushed once more and he laughed nervously, rubbing at the back of his neck with one of his paws. "No, I think I can manage?"
The horse's eyes flicked around the room before he responded. "And what about dessert? Can you manage that without choking?"
"I mean, I think so?" the otter replied, feeling as if he'd missed something.
Shiloh laughed and shook his head. "Never mind. Here," he pulled a business card out of his pocket and handed it over to the otter.
"What's this?" Kasan took the card and stared down at the generic company card before flipping it over and seeing the horse's number scrawled in ink. "Oh, derp."
"I was hoping you'd ask before I had to, so I was ready. I'm going to be here another hour or so. Text me when and where?" Shiloh said.
"Yeah! I'll do that. Uh, anything you don't like?" he asked, pocketing the card and fairly humming with excitement at this point.
The horse shrugged one shoulder. "I'm not too picky. Not real big on spicy, though."
The otter gave a brief nod and then started off for the door, trying not to skip the whole way. "Alright! I'll talk to you soon," he said, and left the room.
Kasan's face was lit up like a sparkler on the Fourth of July as he left the office building and bounded to his car. The biggest perk to leaving work a few hours early was avoiding all the rush-hour traffic, and he made it home in under twenty minutes. He lived at the end of a dead-end street with no real next-door neighbors since his backyard continued out into the woods.
The house itself was a small, ranch-style home with a light brown exterior and dark green shutters on all the windows that lacked any real function. Kasan pulled into the garage and headed into the kitchen. The inside of his house had seemed small at first, but now he found it cozy and warm. The walls were decorated with tons of art he'd collected over the years, giving everything a native-American, earthy feel. Any colors on the wall were faded or muted, and shades of brown covered every surface.
Kasan undressed as he walked through the house towards his bedroom, tossing his tie and button-up shirt on the bed before sitting down to kick off his pants and boxers. Most days he could get away with a polo and jeans, or even a company t-shirt, but with all the "visiting dignitaries" he'd been expected to dress up to give a good impression. Similarly, he'd had to comb his hair back to look more formal which, while it looked okay, was definitely not how he preferred to look. He crawled up onto his bed and sprawled out, searching around for a good place to meet Shiloh for food; he could shower later.
A few hours of indecisiveness, second-guessing, and looking at reviews, Kasan settled on a spot near the office where he worked; chances are Shiloh would be staying in a nearby hotel, and it would be easier for the horse to find it. He fished the business card out of his pants pocket and texted him with the address and time. As soon as he got the okay, he hopped up from the bed and shed the rest of his clothes to get a shower and look good for his "date".
Kasan didn't often drive up this way this late at night, and it was far less stressful than during the morning traffic. He parked in the back and spotted the horse standing up near the front doors to the restaurant. The otter got out of the car and checked his hair in the window for what was the hundredth time. When he wasn't at work, he often kept it in a messy style sticking up off his head. One more deep breath and he willed himself towards the restaurant, trying to look relaxed.
"Hey! Hope you weren't waiting long," Kasan said as he approached the horse.
Shiloh looked up from his phone and slipped it into the pocket of his jeans as the otter approached. "Oh, hey. Wow, glad to be out of the tie, eh?"
Kasan's cheeks turned a soft pink and he let out a short laugh, looking down at his new getup. "Definitely. First thing I did when I got home." He'd settled on a relaxed pair of black jeans and a dark blue t-shirt that had white dog bones running down the right side.
"I'd probably be dressed more like you, except I didn't really bring any extra clothes with me for the trip. Just work shirts and one or two to relax in that need washed." Shiloh was in tan slacks and a simple, black polo.
"Yeah, I never take many clothes when I have to travel out to your guy's location. I just kind of lounge around in the hotel room in nothing." The otter stepped over to the front doors to the restaurant and tugged it open, gesturing with one paw. "Shall we?"
Shiloh ducked inside, grabbing the inner door for the otter. The host took them to a booth near the back and then disappeared to let them look over menus. The horse flipped through the menu, eyebrows raising in interest. "Ooh, a lot of stuff looks pretty good. I like that they brew a lot of their own stuff, will definitely have to try some of these," he said, tapping a finger on the list of beers.
Kasan nodded and flattened his menu on the table, running his fingers over some of the different items. "This is pretty good. Also, these... though, I guess everything is pretty good." The otter laughed and just shrugged.
"What are you going to get, do you think?" Shiloh asked.
"The baked pasta. It's got a mix of red and white sauces and it's so good. Also goes good with basically any of the beers."
"I'd seen that, but I kind of want to try their short ribs. Trade you some of my ribs for some of your pasta?" The horse grinned up at the otter, ears swiveled forward.
Kasan stuck his tongue out and closed the menu. "Deal."
Appetizers and beer arrived together, and the pair talked about work, and how the entire conference had gone. They had similar feelings on just how much of a waste of time it all had been. The food came out after the appetizers had been finished, and the discussion topic changed to what they did away from work. Kasan favored being on his computer and playing games, while the horse was more active outside.
"I forgot how good these are," Kasan mumbled, finishing off his fourth rib before taking another bite of his pasta.
Shiloh looked up from his own bite of pasta and then put a hand in front of his mouth as he tried not to laugh; Kasan had some barbeque sauce on his cheek. "Yeah, I don't know what I like better. The beer is amazing, though. I'll definitely have to come back here the next time I'm in town."
Kasan shrugged and leaned back in the booth, too full to eat any more. "Mm, well, who knows when that will be. I doubt we'll have the conference at our site for a while."
"Yeah, but I might find other reasons to come back here, you know?" Shiloh covered up his smirk with a big drink from his beer.
The otter nodded absently, not catching on, and just grabbed his own mug. "Oof, well, hope it's something worth it. Driving back and forth can be pretty annoying." He brought his paw up to his cheek and felt the sauce there, blushing furiously as he quickly wiped it away with his napkin.
Shiloh snorted and smiled at the otter. "It's not too bad. Though, I have to find someone to watch my dogs whenever I'm gone for more than a day or so."
Kasan's small ears perked up, interest piqued. "Oh? You've got dogs?"
The horse fished in his pocket for his phone and unlocked the screen to find a couple pictures. "Mhm, two. Here you go." He turned his phone around and showed the otter a picture of him with both of his dogs.
Shiloh was wearing a pair of swim trunks and was sitting on a wooden dock out over a big lake. To his right there was a dalmatian laying on his back, body curved to one side so that he was still facing the camera. On his left was a German shepherd who was just laying out and relaxing in the sun, a dopey grin on his muzzle. "The dalmatian is Gibson, and the shepherd is Chord. Both are about three and a half years old."
The otter leaned in, eyes taking in all the details. There were less spots over the horse's stomach and chest, but other than that he looked remarkably like the dalmatian at his side. He had a nice, toned body that came from all his time outside. Kasan's eyes looked at the dogs and then his cheeks reddened as he noticed that, with how the dalmatian was laying on his back, everything between his legs was on full display.
Perhaps it was the three beers he'd gone through, or maybe it was that much of a surprise, but the otter's mouth kicked into gear before his brain could work things out. "Those are some big balls." He clapped a paw over his muzzle in shock and his eyes flicked back up to the horse apologetically.
An unusual expression played over Shiloh's face and his grin turned up at one corner. "You think so?" the horse asked, and he swiped through a few photos before finding another of Gibson sprawled out on his back.
The photo was a lot closer to the dogs, and Kasan couldn't help but look at the fairly impressive set of balls the dog had. The fur was a lot thinner there, and instead of white and spotted, they were just a dark grey. "O-oh, uh, well yeah."
Shiloh chuckled and turned off his phone, slipping it back in his pocket. "Yeah, he's a pretty big boy..."
Kasan was still leaned forward across the table and for a brief moment his mind wondered if that was supposed to be a joke about something else. Before all the dots could connect, the waitress showed back up with their checks, and a couple of boxes.
"Ah, well, that was really good. Thanks for inviting me out," the horse said. "My hotel is just across the street if you want to hang out for a bit, sober up before going home."
"Yeah, sure. I'd love to hang out and talk more." The otter slipped his credit card in with his receipt and boxed up his food while they waited for the server.
"Alright. We can walk there pretty easily and I'll just come back for my car in the morning,"
Shiloh's hotel was across the street as he'd said, and they only had to worry about one crosswalk, late at night, before heading into the huge building. Kasan just followed along behind the horse, into the elevator where they rode up at least fifteen floors before getting off. The horse led the otter down one of the halls and into his room, putting both their boxes of leftovers in the small fridge there. The room had a king-sized bed dominating most of the room, with a desk beneath a large tv. Aside from the dresser and a couple of lamps, there wasn't much else to the room. Simple, bright, and clean, like most hotel rooms tended to be.
Kasan wandered across the room to check out the view from where they were. He could easily see the office where he worked, and a lot of the downtown lights. "Wow, I've never actually seen the city from this high up. Pretty cool."
"Yeah, we don't have a lot of really tall buildings or anything so it's definitely neat being so far up. I wish I could have gotten a room even higher, but those are all suites and stuff." Shiloh turned on the TV and lay back on the bed, looking over at the otter. "Wanna see some more pics of my dogs?"
Kasan turned back and glanced over at the TV where the dalmatian, Gibson, was sitting center in front of the camera with a doggy grin on his face while the shepherd, Chord, was on his back in front of Gibson with his paws up in the air. "Aww, I've always loved dogs. Never really thought about getting one."
"They can definitely be a handful sometimes, but I love them." He patted the empty space on the bed next to him.
Kasan flopped down on the bed and stretched out, paws resting on his stomach. "Yeah, and I don't have a fenced in yard, so I'd wanna get one of those put up."
"It definitely makes things easy. I put in an eight-foot privacy fence two years ago and let them run around to their heart's content." Shiloh went through some more pictures, showing them playing and wrestling each other. There were a few videos of them chasing each other through the yard, as well. He paused on one picture of the dalmatian sitting down in the center of his camera, and you could clearly see a few inches of the dog's member poking free of his sheath.
Kasan's eyes widened and he couldn't help but stare at it. "Uh. I guess that kind of happens, doesn't it?"
Shiloh glanced sidelong at the otter and then went to the next picture. Similar to the first picture, except this time it was Chord. The shepherd was sitting there, looking up at the camera and his sheath was obviously swollen with a knot, and a couple inches of thick dog member were free. "Oh yeah, they get excited a lot."
The otter squirmed on the bed, cheeks turning redder by the second. He tore his eyes away from the TV and looked over to Shiloh to find the horse looking intently at him. Shiloh didn't look at all embarrassed by the picture on screen and he glanced at it again before back to the horse.
"Ever thought about it?" the horse asked, scooting a bit closer to the otter.
Kasan's pulse was starting to quicken and he shifted about, unsure of himself. "Thought about what?"
Shiloh grinned and reached out a hand towards the otter, and Kasan hesitantly took it. The horse pulled the otter over until Kasan was pressed to his side, making the otter's cheeks turn even darker.
Kasan felt his loins stirring at the sudden closeness and his body tensed for a few seconds before he managed to relax. They'd been flirting a bit during the night, but the otter hadn't expected Shiloh to be quite so forward like this; not that he was complaining. "Oh, hi there." He let out a nervous chuckle and put one of his paws on the horse's chest.
The horse wrapped his right arm around the otter and hugged him close while using his left hand to fiddle with his phone. You never thought about something like... this?"
Kasan's eyes went to the TV and his heart skipped a beat. A big, white and black-spotted hand was holding a very large, very swollen cock just behind the biggest knot that Kasan had ever seen. With how it was being held the shaft lay across the horse's forearm, its dark pink flesh a sharp contrast to the horse's colors. Fur was matted down along Shiloh's forearm and small droplets of dog pre shone from the light of the camera. It took the otter a couple seconds before he realized that that very large shaft was connected to the dalmatian.
Shiloh watched the otter's reaction with an amused grin, the paw on the otter's back rubbing in small circles. "I told you that he was a big boy."
The otter's entire body shuddered at those words and his fingers curled against the horse's shirt. "I... I mean, I didn't think that you meant that."
"I haven't seen a knot bigger on any guy," he said, leaning his muzzle down to brush against the otter's ears.
"Me... me neither," Kasan mumbled, feeling that stirring between his legs and feeling more than a little embarrassed about it. "Um, and... and no, I hadn't... ever thought about it."
Shiloh set his phone aside and took the otter's paw in his hand, giving it a soft squeeze. "It can be quite a lot of fun... Do you want me to show you more?" As he spoke, he pushed the otter's paw down until it was just above the waistband of his slacks.
Kasan's eyes flicked down to where his paw now rested, then up to the TV that still displayed the horse holding out the dog's big shaft. He felt his length throb against his underwear, making up his mind for him. "Yeah..."
The horse's chest rumbled and he squeezed the otter to his side as he flicked through to the next few pictures which showed different angles of the dalmatian's length. His hand slipped up the back of Kasan's shirt and stroked his fingers through the sleek fur. "His knot is thicker than I am, for the most part."
Kasan gulped and his gaze moved to the crotch of Shiloh's slacks and the bulge that was forming there. His paw still rested on the horse's stomach, just above where the button was beneath his shirt. With his head nestled into the crook of the horse's arm and on his chest, he couldn't see his expression, but knew those warm, brown eyes were on his paw.
The otter's mind swam in small circles, still a bit hazy from the beers at dinner. He wanted this. His heart was racing, and he was taking shallow breaths, and he was straining against the inside of his jeans. He'd been thinking about this all week, and the it was only a few inches away.
Shiloh drew in a deep breath as he watched the otter's paw. It tugged up on his shirt, revealing the flat, toned muscle of his abdomen and the soft, white fur that was speckled with fewer spots than the rest of him.
Kasan's fingertips ran over Shiloh's short fur, trailing down the last little bit until they came to the button on the horse's jeans. He struggled for a moment to get it open, but managed before Shiloh had to help him. The zipper came next and Kasan realized he was holding his breath as the metal teeth parted to reveal what was beneath. His fingers pushed apart the horse's pants, revealing more of the dark red underwear beneath.
The front of the horse's underwear was bulged obscenely at one side and Kasan's paw moved down to press his palm against the outlined ridge of the head of the thick shaft. It was warm to the touch and still soft enough that he could squeeze and kneed at the hefty package.
Shiloh's eyes closed for a few seconds and he let out a soft sigh of contentment. "Waited all week for this," the horse said, pushing his hand down to scritch at the base of the otter's tail.
It wasn't a question, but the otter nodded a couple times, nuzzling into the horse's chest. "Yeah... me too." His paw squeezed that thick bulge again, pulling a needy groan from the bigger horse. Kasan took that as encouragement and hooked his thumb on the waistband, tugging downwards.
Shiloh lifted his hips and used his left paw to help push down his underwear and slacks, kicking them off the end of the bed to lay naked from the waist down. His half-hard cock spilled out from his heavy, leathery sheath, laying across his thigh away from the otter. It was thick, coal-black, and still a bit wrinkled as it continued to expand.
Kasan circled his fingers around the middle of the horse's length at his medial ring and gave a light squeeze. It was still spongy and malleable beneath his fingers and heat radiated off the dark flesh. He pressed close to the horse's side when he felt those fingers undo the catch above his tail, and rolled away a few inches as Shiloh turned to face him and unbutton the front of the otter's jeans.
Shiloh rolled onto his side and forced Kasan flat on his back as soon as the otter's pants and underwear were gone. He was propped up on an elbow as one of his broad hands moved down to the otter's cock, giving it a firm squeeze. "You know, I've never been with someone who was uncut before." The TV momentarily forgotten, he lay against the otter's side, his own cock draped over the brown-furred thigh as he explored the otter's shaft with his fingers.
Kasan lay on his back, paws drawn up to his chest as he watched the horse's hand roam over his lower half. He was hard as a rock and pre had already began leaking out against his belly where some of his short fur was damp. "I've met a few others who... were!" He sucked in a surprised breath as the horse's fingers rolled his foreskin up to cover his head completely and a digit teased down in beneath the pliable skin.
"Sorry, that hurt?" the horse asked, pulling his finger out and idly tugging the skin back and forth over the ridge of the otter's crown.
He'd started to relax around the horse, and his earlier confidence was coming back. "No, it feels fine, just kind of surprised me, that's all." He wiggled around to slide a free paw down between them until he could grip the thick length across his leg. "I've never been with anyone who was this big before, either."
Shiloh snorted a small laugh and ran a finger across the tip of the otter's foreskin before teasing beneath it again. "Mm, I've heard that a lot. You're a pretty good size, too. And really leaky."
The otter blushed and chuckled, his member flexing beneath the exploring fingers. A thick strand of pre welled at the head of his shaft and dripped down to his fur, still connected at the tip. "Y-yeah, I've heard that a lot."
"It's pretty hot. That's another thing I like about the dogs," Shiloh said, grinning wide as he leaned down to brush his broad muzzle over the otter's small ears.
Kasan's cheeks turned redder still and his eyes flicked to the TV where the dalmatian was still on his back, hard cock being held at an angle by the horse's hand while a visible jet of watery pre was spraying out onto the ground. "O-oh... I never really, uh, knew that. Naturally," he added with a laugh.
"Here, watch this." Shiloh rolled onto his back, pulling Kasan back to his side. He wiped the otter's pre off onto his shirt before shrugging out of it, tossing it to the floor. He picked up his phone, swiping around through it until he found what he was looking for.
Kasan tossed his shirt onto the floor and then nestled back in against the horse's side, paw idly resuming its strokes over the horse's member. The TV flicked to a dark screen and then a video started playing.
Shiloh had set the camera up on what appeared to be the back patio of his house. He was completely naked and his heavy shaft swung back and forth as he moved around before he sat cross-legged on the ground. "Gibson, c'mere," he said, patting his thighs before the dalmatian bounded happily into the frame. Shiloh positioned his profile to the camera and reached beneath the big dog to roll and squeeze the heavy, black balls around in one paw. The dog stayed perfectly still, panting happily and then Chord, the German shepherd, wandered on screen to sniff excitedly at the other dog.
Kasan's eyes were glued to the screen, paw resting atop Shiloh's member as it flexed beneath his paw. On screen he could see the horse's hand grip the dog's pouch-like sheath, using it to stroke back and forth, revealing the thin, pink length. Gibson's back arched and his hips jerked forward, cock unsheathing all the way as he thrust into the horse's paw. Shiloh kept the dog in place while those spotted hips worked into a frenzy, thrusting into the horse's own, spotted paw, and Kasan could see that slim, pink dick twitching and lengthening.
The horse on screen just held the dog's shaft right behind the growing knot, and watery pre was spraying down onto the wooden deck. Kasan could hear each splatter of seed as the dog humped Shiloh's paw, knot swelling thicker until it looked like the size of a baseball. Gibson's hips stopped twitching, and he stood there with a dopey smile, panting as his cock continued to flex and shoot across the deck.
Kasan's heartrate had picked back up, undeniably turned on as his cock drooled pre against Shiloh's thigh; the horse's shaft rested all but forgotten under his paw, pulsing steadily. "That... is kind of hot."
"Yeah, dogs cum a lot," Shiloh mumbled, flexing his member beneath the otter's paw, drawing Kasan's attention back to it and sighing happily with the stroking continued.
The otter's eyes watched his own paw for a moment, licking his lips as a thick dollop of pre rolled out over his fingers. Back on screen, Shiloh was repositioning himself on the deck so that he was laying beneath the dalmatian. He kept one hand behind the dog's knot, angling it towards his muzzle as pre sprinkled across his broad muzzle. He lay there for a moment, watching through half-lidded eyes as the dog's cock jumped over and over, wetting down all the fur on his face before he leaned in and pressed his lips to the tapered tip, sliding a more and more into his maw before he was kissing the engorged knot.
It continued on for a bit with the horse sucking over the dalmatian's dick, pre running from the corners of his mouth. At one point Gibson lifted his leg up and turned around, shaft angled out behind him for Shiloh to point at his muzzle. With all the natural lighting, it was easy to see each spray against the horse's face until he finally let go and the dog wandered off to lay in the sun and lick himself.
"Jeez. I... I mean, I always really liked... you know, guys cumming on my face like that," the otter said, his shaft throbbing on the horse's leg as he continued to stroke the larger male.
"Oh yeah, and sometimes they just cum for like, twenty minutes, so you can be thoroughly soaked." Shiloh nodded to the screen. "There's more, though."
The TV horse grabbed his phone and put it on the ground so that it was recording straight up the sky. Then he moved over it on all floors above the camera and pat his hand on the deck a few times. "Chord! Here boy," he called. The German shepherd could be heard snuffling around excitedly and then appeared on camera, nose pushing up under the horse's tail as it flicked up and out of the way. That broad, pink tongue began lapping eagerly over the horse's passage, occasionally lifting up one of those heavy, black balls with the swipe of his tongue.
Chord hopped up on the horse's back with his upper body, forearms wrapping around Shiloh's waist. The shepherd's back paws shuffled around, hips lurching forward to mash his sheath up against the horse's rear. Kasan watched, subconsciously holding in a breath, as the dog's hips started humping madly, trying to find its mark. Shiloh's hand came into view and gripped the dog's sheath, helping to angle it towards his pucker. The dog made contact and that pink bone could be seen plugging into the horse's ass.
The horse let out a groan on screen as the dog started pistoning in and out at incredible speed. There was no taking it slow, no regard for the other's comfort, just hard and fast thrusts. Pre was liberally running from the horse's passage, dripping down towards the camera as the dog's knot began swelling inside the horse. Chord's thrusts became shallower, thick knot trapping him from pulling back all the way, his needy thrusts just shoving his knot a little deeper into Shiloh.
"Holy crap..." Kasan whispered, his paw still holding Shiloh's cock, but completely forgotten once more. "That looks..." The otter shuddered, letting the sentence trail off as he ground against the horse's leg, still nestled at his side. "Are you a bottom? A switch?"
Shiloh shrugged and squeezed the otter to his side, nuzzling down into those small ears again. "Mmm, I'm whatever, really. I like doing both. I don't know anyone who hasn't enjoyed a knot plugging their tail, either," he teased, nodding back up at the screen.
The video continued for a few more seconds and Shiloh could be heard groaning in pleasure before Chord's knot tugged back out with a wet pop, cum pouring down over the horse's balls and dripping onto the deck. The dog stayed on the horse's back for a little bit, his cock just hanging down and bouncing every few seconds and firing more watery cum everywhere.
Kasan exhaled slowly and shuddered in voyeuristic pleasure. "Oh man... that just looks like a lot of fun. I can't believe I'm saying that." He turned his attention back to the horse and squeezed down around the medial ring, feeling the pole flex under his pads.
"Mmf, well..." Shiloh ran his paw down under the otter's rudder-like tail and pressed a couple fingers to the ring there. "If you aren't doing anything next weekend, you could come by for a visit," he whispered.
The otter gasped as those fingers teased under his tail and his cheeks turned a bright red at Shiloh's words. "Wh-what? You can't be serious."
"Why not? You wanna try it, right?" the horse grinned and rolled to his side, pushing the otter onto his back and climbing atop to press his nose to Kasan's.
Kasan squirmed beneath the larger male, both their lengths grinding against each other, the otter's still oozing pre everywhere. "I, uh, well, maybe... but... but, um,"
Shiloh leaned down, chest rumbling with excitement as his teeth grazed the otter's ears. "But what? I bet you could take it... and you'd look really good under Gibson," he husked out.
Kasan shuddered and held onto the horse's sides, eyes fluttering closed. "Oh... uh, s-sure. I mean, I can visit, and maybe... you know..." he let the words trail off, head rolling to one side to let the horse nibble at his neck.
"Mmm, and maybe you end up on all fours with a big dog on your back," Shiloh practically growled, grinding down against the otter and smearing pre against his stomach. The otter whimpered pitifully and he felt those paws squeeze at his sides. "A fat knot wedged up under that sexy tail," he growled again.
"O-oh... ngh, shit, w-wait," the otter grit his teeth and dug his nails in against the Shiloh's sides. His back arched and he cried out as his cock ground up into the horse's abdomen. It throbbed once, twice, and then cum sprayed out in a thick line up over the horse's chest. Kasan whimpered and shook beneath the horse, legs held in place by Shiloh's on other side.
Shiloh leaned back, blinking in surprise as he watched the otter's hooded length spurt rope after rope of cum out against his sandy, brown fur. One splashed against the otter's neck and the horse just watched as Kasan panted and groaned. "Well, damn. That was pretty impressive."
Kasan went limp on the bed, eyes opening to look up at the horse, need burning behind his eyes. "I want you," he muttered, putting his arms up around the horse's back, clawing lightly over his shoulders.
The horse grinned and ground down against the otter, feeling him shudder and whine at the extra stimulation. "Mm, good, I was afraid you'd be too exhausted after that." He leaned in and dragged his tongue over the line of cum on Kasan's neck, up to his cheek before pressing their lips together.
The otter moaned happily into the kiss, his tongue teasing over Shiloh's, tasting himself. He wrapped his arms up under the horse's arms, holding onto his shoulders and grinding back up to meet the horse's playful thrusts. "A little... but I really want it."
"That's what I like to hear." Shiloh leaned back and surveyed the mess that the otter had made across his own stomach and chest. "I didn't bring any lube, but I guess this'll have to do, eh?" He chuckled and dragged his hand down through the mess of cum on Kasan's chest and slathered it along his cock, getting it as slick as he could. He pressed two cum-soaked fingers down beneath the otter balls and slipped them both into the otter's passage, dragging a soft gasp from his lips.
Kasan grabbed one of the pillows and shoved it under his butt, lifting himself up off the bed. His head rolled to one side and he took several deep breaths, relaxing his entire body, going practically limp, his arms falling to lay at his sides. "Just... start a little slow. None of my toys are quite your size," he said with an anxious little laugh.
"Duly noted," Shiloh replied, scooting back and pushing his cock down towards the otter's entrance, his mushroom-shaped head smearing some of the otter's cum over the skin there before he eased forward, spreading the ring around his girth.
The otter let out a tiny whimper of discomfort and had to take another deep breath to steel his reserves. When the horse paused, he shook his head and raised a paw to touch Shiloh's chest. "Ngh... no, just... just shove it all in. Don't stop," he whispered.
Shiloh nodded and took a deep breath of his own, sliding in further until his medial ring caught on the otter's hole. He gasped as he pushed it in and his rod flexed inside the otter's tight passage, leaking profusely from the heat that enveloped his flesh.
Kasan put a paw over the side of his face, trying to relax, but the horse was just so thick. When that thick ring pushed in past his own it weakened his calm demeanor and he let out a soft whine from the stretching he was receiving. "O-okay, hold on," he grunted, sucking in air before finally nodding again.
Shiloh flexed his muscles and watched as the otter's muzzle split in a wordless cry. The otter's cock was still laying against his stomach, not softened at all from his climax, and it spurred the horse on. He dragged back until that ridge at the middle of his cock caught at the otter's entrance and then shoved back in.
Kasan's buried his face against his paw, the other gripping the bed sheets below whenever the horse's length bottomed out, that heavy sac resting against the underside of his tail. The otter squeezed down on the horse and whined pitifully.
The horse snorted and ground himself into the otter before pulling back, past his medial ring until just the head of his shaft remained inside. The next thrust took him from crown to hilt and the otter's back arched in surprise. Shiloh didn't give him a chance to recover, and picked up a steady rhythm; base to ring, base to ring, base to crown, repeat.
Kasan was loosening up and heavy pants poured from his open mouth as the horse took him. His own uncut length was streaming pre along his belly once more and the horse's member was pressing insistently on his prostate. Shiloh increased his pace, thrusting into the smaller otter with the dull whapping sounds of his sac slapping against the otter's tail. He grabbed Kasan's legs, pushing back at his knees to bend them up to his chest to start thrusting down into him.
The new position had Shiloh towering over the otter, crouching on the bed and humping hard and fast into the warm tunnel. The otter fit him like a glove and every thrust made the otter's muscles clench down on him in a pleasant rippling motion. Sweat dripped down Shiloh's brow as he worked his hips into a blur, mouth hanging open and puffing out his breaths as he drew closer to the edge.
Shiloh peered down at the otter, lust in his eyes and he growled out, just above a whisper. "You... gonna come visit me?"
Kasan whimpered, opening his eyes to meet those brown eyes that he'd been catching all weekend. "Yes."
The horse snorted and he pounded downwards, doubling the otter near in half. "You gonna get on all fours?"
Kasan's face flushed dark red and pre drooled over his chest with how he was folded in half. "Mmm... maybe. Yes," he whined, eyes closing for a moment, too embarrassed to meet Shiloh's eyes.
Shiloh grunted and picked up the pace as best he could, thrusts erratic and shaky as he got closer to the edge. "Look at me," he breathed out, forcing the otter to meet his gaze once more. "You gonna... gonna take a big, fat knot in this tight tail of yours?"
Kasan was barely able to draw in enough oxygen to stay conscious. "Yes..." he said, dragging the word out into a long whine. His paws bunched up the sheets in his paws and he shuddered all over, his passage squeezing the thick, black member inside him.
Hearing that was all the horse needed and the head of his cock flared outwards, dragging through the otter's passage before he plunged in deep once more, unloading thick gouts of cum into the otter's tunnel. He gave a few, shallow thrusts as his cock throbbed and unloaded, more and more cum filling the otter as his wide flare kept the bulk of it from spilling back out.
Kasan's went wide and his muzzle hung open in a silent cry as that flare stretched him wider. His assaulted prostate couldn't take any more abuse and his cock twitched and then flexed, the first shot of cum splashing directly across his bottom lip and over his tongue. The horse's member felt that much bigger as his orgasm wracked his body, powerful spurts of cum drenching his face and mussing up his hair as the horse ground in as deep as he could manage.
Shiloh's orgasm began to die down as he watched the otter empty his second load of the evening directly across his own neck and face. He shuddered in their shared ecstasy and leaned over the otter, panting hard, exhaustion getting the better of the both of them.
Nothing was said for a few minutes as they both caught their breath, a patina of sweat coating their fur. Finally, Shiloh let out a deep, satisfied groan and leaned his head back to look down where their bodies were joined. "I... think I might need to carry you to the shower."
Kasan lifted his head up, licking his lips and tasting more of his own seed. "Hm?"
"If I pull out, the bed is going to be soaked," he said with a laugh, flexing his half-hard member in the otter's passage.
The otter shuddered and a lazy grin spread across his face. "I needed one anyway. So, pick me up, stud."
Shiloh snorted and shook his head, his damp mane falling around his face. He leaned down and scooped the otter up in his arms, Kasan wrapping his arms and legs around the horse to be lifted easier. He managed to get up off the bed, keeping himself buried in the otter as he walked towards the bathroom. The plan went mostly as planned, but cum still dripped from around the horse's cock without his flare keeping the otter plugged.
Cum ran down the underside of Kasan's tail and over the horse's balls, occasionally falling to the carpet beneath. He stepped into the tub and carefully pulled his hips back, his softened cock finally pulling free. As suspected, cum drained out and fell to the tub below with a wet splat and Kasan put a paw to his face, laughing and blushing.
"You really did a number on me," he said, standing on his own feet now as Shiloh turned the shower on.
"Mm, I might have teased and edged myself the past couple nights, hoping you'd wanna hook up with me." The horse leaned forward, out of the water's stream until it was warm enough for them both to get under the shower head.
"Creeping on me all week, eh?" Kasan snickered.
"How many times did I catch you staring at me?"
"Psh, whatever." The otter yawned and relaxed against the horse as those big, strong hands worked shampoo into his fur to get all the cum cleaned up.
They were quiet for a bit, focusing on cleaning up and just a little tired from their coupling. When the horse finally turned off the water, they were both ready for sleep. The flipped the pillowed cum-side down and crawled into bed, only pulling a light sheet over them as Kasan cuddled up into the horse's side.
"Mm, it's going to be so hard to focus this coming week," the horse mumbled, stroking the otter's side.
Kasan leg wrapped over one of Shiloh's and he rubbed in small circles over the horse's chest. "Oh? Looking forward to it that much?" he replied with a sleepy smile.
"You kidding me? You know how hot it is to have some cute guy come over and play with my dogs? Oof, I'm going to be on edge all week. It'll be great." The horse snickered and kissed Kasan's forehead.
The otter's cheeks turned pink in the dark and he squirmed around. "Ooh, how often has that happened?"
"You'd be the first. Had some interested, but they weren't nearby." Shiloh yawned and rolled towards the otter, enveloping him in his arms and nuzzling between his ears.
Kasan nodded and kissed the horse's chest before nestling in. "Mm, then I'm definitely excited to be able to share it with you."