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I looked up from the menu when Buck returned. “Do you want to share a—?". I paused, taking in his expression. Eyes dilated. Nostrils wide; they flexed inward on each breath. His coppery fur meant even if he did blush - and he swore he did, underneath it all - nobody could tell. But I'd been with him long enough to pick up on the other signals that indicated the same thing. Confusion, perhaps, or excitement. But usually just arousal.

I leaned in, menu forgotten. “What happened?" I asked softly. Buck's ears flicked to me in surprise, and he awkwardly lowered his head. I felt a thrill run through my cock at his behaviour. Definitely arousal. “Tell me, Buck. C'mon."

He reached a hand up to grab a piece of mane, rubbing it between his fingers like gold thread. “When I was pissing," he murmured, “there was…a couple."

“Next to you?" Either side of him. Chuckling as they undid their pants and pissed to either side of my boyfriend, looking lazily over to admire his cock, making bawdy jokes at one another as he stood between them, making him awkward as he pissed his fat racehorse stream into the bowl…

“No. In a stall." He huffed, nose flaring wider, eyes a bit distant as he recalled the fresh memory. “They were trying to be quiet. But I smelled them…and then I heard them."

People don't know that about horses. Or they do, but forget. Their sense of smell is so much better than ours. You can't obscure anything with a strong scent from them. Fresh apple pie. Secret Valentine's roses. Cum. They'll smell it all long before you do. I leaned in closer, wondering if my own eyes had grown as wide as Buck's now. “What did you smell, handsome?"

“Sex." Buck whispered it, as afraid the tables to either side might hear. I hoped they did. I wanted them to look over and see my boyfriend, hear him talking about people having sex, and feel a new lust burning in their bellies. I shucked one shoe off under the table and lifted my foot to Buck's crotch, my toes finding a more-than-flaccid stallion penis under his jeans. He started and gave me a shocked look. “Liam!" he hissed. I just massaged his dick more intensely.

“Finish your story," I said soothingly. I could see his breathing had accelerated, his nostrils now holding steady in jet-engine-intake position. His cock soft enough for me to press into it, stretching my toes to gently grasp it and pull, then push back on it. “They were fucking in the stall?"

He nodded, eyes flicking nervously to either side. “Y-yeah. And, um…whispering to each other. Well, um, one whispered. One just moaned."

“Bet you liked that," I growled, and the throb in his dick was utterly delightful. “What did the other one say?"

Buck had to whet his lips before answering, and his voice had a beautiful quaver to it. “H-he was saying…um…" Another unsurreptitious look to either side, as if any of the people around us had any idea. They'd finished ogling us when we first walked in. “Fuck me with your horsecock." His Adam's apple bounced up and down like a twink on a toy. “A-and…blow your stallion load in me, daddy."

“Another horse?"

He shook his head. “Humans."

“Ah. Stealing your thunder. Should be you in there, handsome, pumping your dick into some horny guy." I did my best to wrap my foot around his hardening cock, stroking its length with my sole. “Maybe we can go re-enact that later, huh?"

His eyes widened, but his dick betrayed him with two hard throbs. “But there's people!"

“Exactly." Another throb. He wouldn't be able to get up from his chair for a good while now. I pulled my foot back, smiling at him as he gave me an agonised look. “You'll have to be pretty quiet. Only the odd snort, and the smallest of whinnies when you cum in me. Else someone might hear us, and open the door, and see us fucking." I had to adjust my own pants by then, but it was worth it. He was completely torn between his desire to do what I suggested, and his worry about being caught. He looked so cute.

I picked up my menu again. “So I thought we could share a chicken salad…"