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Was there a thing more blessed than a Saturday morning?

Friday evening's cavorting would be past and there would be a whole two evenings and nights to spend before the drudgery of the Monday would be ahead. Two whole days to get up to all the fun in the world without a worry in sight greater than trying to choose which DVD to watch or whether to choose mustard or ketchup for your burger at the local fast food joint.

Sheldon woke up slowly to the world. He let himself drift on and off the sleepy underworld and simply lay sprawled on the king-sized bed, his arms curled around the form of his mate, his nose pressed against his neck...

No, something was wrong.

Sheldon flicked open his big, sometimes slightly wet eyes, and looked over fully expecting to find the back of his mate's neck. Instead he found himself staring at the corner of a very large zebra-striped pillow that he had been hugging for the past half an hour spent in pleasurable slumber. It did feel warm, and it smelled like his mate, but still, that lump of cloth and mysterious softness was not his Astley. No, his side of the bed was empty and only held the big pillow and the messed up mass that was his duvet. His mate had vacated the bed while Sheldon was still asleep, and was now likely either doing his morning run, in the bathroom, or in the kitchen making breakfast.

Sheldon yawned, flicked his ears, snorted and rolled over to his back. He folded his arms behind his neck and stretched a little while drawing a huge breath in that made his entire body tense briefly. That sent a familiar slight twinge down his spine as the familiar mild throbbing, like a pulled muscle, emanated from his backside. Sheldon huffed at the feeling and deliberately tensed his inner muscles briefly to test out just how sore he was after their customary Friday evening rump romp.

No, Sheldon decided, nothing awkward going on this time in his ass department, he thought, and relaxed himself again on the bed. He simply felt well-fucked, and that was a good feeling to have, the knowledge that your lover had done you good and hard this time.

One of his hands rose to rub the side of his neck that ached slightly as well, and he suspected that there might be tooth marks from where his mate had bit him in the throes of passion last night. He could still smell them in the air, even if they had put away the sex towels they usually spread on the bed before getting it on, and a brief a wash before drifting away in each other's arms for the night. The air of the bedroom carried the familiar mixture of sweat, the combined musk of two stallions co-habitating and sharing living arrangements, horse cum and the subtle, lingering aroma of heavy duty lubricant jelly.

Sheldon neighed softly and yawned jaw-crackingly once more, trying to pick up his bearings some more. His hand reached for his mobile phone that was located to the bedside table, and a quick tap revealed the time, reading 10:15 am. Not too early, but not too late as to make him feel like he had slept the Saturday away. The chestnut-coated horse stretched once more and scratched his belly under the sheets and considered getting out of the bed. He was feeling the need to take a piss and wondered whether his mate had only recently woken up and would still be in the bathroom. He listened for any possible sounds coming from the adjoining room, but it was all quiet, so that theory was proven wrong.

Sheldon certainly wouldn't have minded barging in and witnessing his hunky black stallion soaping himself up under the shower stream. In fact, that thought was so attracting that his heavy equine sheath twitched briefly with approval. He could even see it as the familiar lump on the sheet covering him made a small jump. The horse grinned at the sight and tensed his downstairs muscles to repeat that moved deliberately. Yep, there it went, a cock hop.

The stallion yawned and threw back the covers before he sat up and stretched luxuriously before he stood up, really working his body now in the stretch of a lifetime. His head was thrown back and his arms were bulging and his legs tensed all the way down to his hooves as he let all the knacks of the night melt away from his creamy brown body. Sheldon flicked his ropey tail briefly and felt that twinge back there again, and nickered at the feeling softly. He padded over toward the bathroom and scratched his ass on the way, enjoying the feeling of the little rub while he pulled the bathroom door open and entered the spacious oasis of hygiene and relaxation.

It was perfectly suited to fit two large horses in there simultaneously, and everything ranging from the shower cabinet to the sink was made to large fur specifications. The stallion's first stop was at the toilet seat, though. Sheldon pulled back his dark sheath and revealed the blunt, black tip of his limp cock and aimed himself down for a very good morning piss. The stallion hummed absentmindedly and rubbed his bit neck while he did the deed, and didn't forget to shake for a finish. The horse took for the shower section next and pulled open the sliding door of the large glass shower cabinet, which he closed behind him.

Now safely enclosed inside this futuristic-looking bathing tube, Sheldon turned on the taps and let the water run until it was of sufficient warmth before switching the flow to the showerhead. He nickered with pleasure as the hot water cascaded over his head and shoulders and began to run in warm rivers along his back and chest. The glass wall steamed up almost instantly, and the stallion leaned his head back and let the water really get over his face as well while his hands scrubbed all over his body, helping the warmth get into him fully.

After the initial soak the stallion picked up a bottle of shower gel and squeezed an odd blue-colored handful out and rubbed his palms together before he began to lather up. Sheldon went over his torso in slow, unhurried circles. He didn't forget to tease his big, brown nipples briefly along his way, and he felt them harden into nice, tough numbs of flesh under his palms. The stallion definitely loved it when his mate licked at them, and the soft touch was enough to remind him of the last night when the big horse had held Sheldon's wrists and then licked the immobilized horse's chest all the way down from his neck to his sheath where the big stallion's maw had engulfed his throbbing cock.

Sheldon's scrub had reached his belly now, and he was going back and forth over his abs, close to his sheath and low-hanging, round ball sac. His recollection of the hot night before had made his cock firm up a little, and now the blunt head was showing a little from the confines of its protective sheath. The stallion resisted the urge to give himself a squeeze and instead went to lather his rump. Hands slid slickly over soapy fur as he spread the shower gel all over his firm, nice ass. The stallion's tail twitched at the feeling and his innards tensed pleasurably from the involuntarily movement.

Sheldon let his wandering hand slip under his tail and between his rump cheeks, going down over his ball sac and up until his fingers reached the thick muscled pucker of his hole. The horse sighed with pleasure at the contact and rubbed his fingers over the tightly closed anus that clenched and quivered under his slick touch. The combination of this little bit of anal play, the slickness and the warm heat from the shower was starting to turn Sheldon on properly, and he felt his cock becoming heavier and ready to drop from its protective sheath.

The stallion's free hand turned the shower on again now that he was covered in the soapy goo, and the hot water ran over him again in thick droplets coming off the large showerhead. The spray hit his cock as well, and the slightly stiff equine member decided to take this heat as a signal to show up, which it did. Sheldon leaned a hand against the shower wall as he watched with pleasure how his cock grew, another half an inch appearing with the each heavy beat of his heart in his chest. The water from the shower was still running down his body and now his cock as well, making it look like a very strange phallic fountain. Down below, a couple of his soapy fingers still made circles around his protruding tailhole and caused the muscle to flex slowly.

Sheldon neighed quietly while he felt fingertips pierce his anus and slip into the hot tunnel within. It was easy to accomplish, thanks to the shower gel and the residual slickness inside his back passage from the night before. It felt simply wonderful to push those fingers a little bit deeper as he grunted with the feeling of being filled again, even if it was just his own two fingers. Those two scissored fingers even reached his battered prostate and pressed against the hidden nut, making him hiss with pleasure as that familiar surge of electricity passed his loins. His tender canal massaged his fingers with all sorts of interesting involuntary movements brought by the touch, and the horse neighed quietly as he felt his insides tugging on his hand as if trying to pull more within the hot confines of his anus. His cock had reached its full length by now and stood proudly straight up, reaching all the way to the uppermost of Sheldon's modest abs. He was still being caressed by the hot water that ran down in soapy suds over his body as it washed away the gel.

The stallion withdrew his fingers from his rump which clenched and twinged at the sudden loss of pressure, and he felt his muscular ring pull up and tighten into the snug normal state that quite created a pleasurable feeling in its own right. He began to wash again now, trying to resist the urge to stroke his hard and angry cock. Sheldron ran his hands over his moist skin, and in his erotically charged state of mind, even the soft brush of fingers along his arms brought sensual feelings that made the stallion's cock throb even harder. The blunt instrument of manhood was practically screaming for attention - a paw, a maw or a hole, whatever to make it feel better, but Sheldon stood resolute and simply tried to concentrate on his washing. He could even congratulate himself on managing to wash his rump without ending up fingerfucking himself again, instead of which he only copped a few feels of his magnificent horse butt and ran his fingers over his taunt ball sac to give at least some compensation for the lack of proper sex play.

Sheldon turned around and let the water splash over his back now. His tailbase made the water part into two streams that ran over each side of his rump and down his thighs in hot streams. Even this indirect stimulation was making his tailhole clench again and sending little sparks of pleasure through the newly horny horse's backside and belly. His cock kept throbbing proudly, demanding its master to bring it some relief, but nought was to come. No, no, as much fun as some solo fun was, Sheldon did live with a partner, after all, and a good horniness should not be wasted on a moment of blind fun in the shower when there was a highly horny and suggestible horse likely residing somewhere very close even now.

Sheldon snorted and huffed with his enjoyment, letting his body flex under the hot stream of water for a few moments more as his silky mane got properly soaked. Once he found himself sufficiently clean he switched off the water and stepped out, dripping luxuriously everywhere while he opened the drying cabinet and brought out towels to dry the most of the water away from his coat. Once done he picked up a red silk robe from a coat hanger that was hung to the door of an overhead cabinet by the sink. He practically purred as he slipped his damp arms into the sleeves of the comfortable robe. It was not one of those very long types of robes, but instead only reached about halfway down his thigh. He had to bite back another nicker as he felt the belt of the robe press against his hard cock that was now enclosed in warm silk and trapped against his belly by the robe.

He glanced at himself on the mirror over the sink and noticed that it was making a large bulge in his front, and he grinned lustrously at the sight. Sheldon could not help it, however, and he found his hands running over the cloth-covered bulge on his front, and he hissed between his large front teeth as he felt the pressure and heat of his own touch on his neglected member. He throbbed violently, and Sheldon was quite sure he was leaking some pre out of his slit and over his pink-skinned shaft. It required some mental effort to bring his hands away from his demanding cock and step out of the bathroom.

Once back in the bedroom, he could now hear a voice that was unmistakable and belonged to his mate, Astley. The fellow horse was singing, and the sound was coming from outside the bedroom, from their combined kitchen and living room area. Curiously and smiling, the stallion clip clopped over to the door and opened it a little, peering out. Yes...there he was...the large black stallion was positioned over the kitchen counter and was doing something there. To Sheldon's pleasure he noticed that the horse was only clad in an identical, matching red silk robe, and he saw the ropey strands of the stallion's tail hang down below the hem of the skimpy garment. He was also wearing his iPod headphones, and swinging his big rump and his body in general along to the music, which also explained the singing.

_ "Don't call my name, don't call my name, Roberto....!!!!" _

Sheldon snuffled at his mate's ongoing obsession with Lady Gaga and pushed the door open as quietly as he could, stepping slowly on the thankfully carpeted floor as he crept towards his mate. The unsuspecting male was still busy at work doing what was presumably breakfast preparation, and his blaring dance music was keeping him equally distracted from the danger of a stallion slowly moving towards him. The cheeky chestnut-coated horse had now reached a distance of merely six feet, and he could now see properly what was going.

Astley had laid down two large plates, and he had been cutting down a big patch of organic vegetables for their breakfast, including cucumbers and carrots and tomatoes, not to mention Sheldon's favorite fruit, apples, of which both had one entire one sliced on their plates already. Currently he was busy spreading butter - organic as well, and reserved for special occasions such as lazy Saturdays - over two slices of wonderful-smelling full wheat bread. The slices must have been two inches thick, each, Sheldon noted with pleasure as he crept another three feet closer, and stood there for a while, admiring his lover and mate from this small distance.

The black stallion really cut a nice figure all in all. He had broad shoulders, thigh thighs and a nice, big rump that was always a good quality in a horse, and he had smart, blue eyes and his mane was wavy and naturally smelled great. He was in good shape, thanks to all the running he did before heading to work at the office, and that too was contributing to the fact that he had absolutely killer ass. Even covered with cloth, Sheldon could see its shape and size through the red silk that fell over the mound of that big, round rump, still rocking slowly from side to side as Astley swayed along to the unheard music.

He simply looked too good to be left alone, and Sheldon moved in for the kill. The sneaky stallion took the last few steps quickly and wound his arms around his mate's midriff, pulling them close while he pressed his sizable loins against the fellow horse's backside. Sheldon grinned as he felt the stallion tense and jump at the sudden backwards hug. The stallion practically was off his hooves for a second, and the knife fell with a clattering sound to the kitchen counter while his hands jerked up instinctively and caught the arms suddenly holding him.

"Morning," Sheldon grinned and nipped his mate's ear while pressing their bodies nicely together so that his hard foot of a horse cock was held comfortably against his stallion's rump and hip. He felt warm and cozy and so damn nice that Sheldon couldn't help but grind a little at his mate's haunch.

The pounced-upon stallion snorted and reached with a hand to tug away his earplugs that now fell down and hung by his knee, still blasting away the music the horse had been listening to. He flicked his ears as he tipped his head and looked back at the amorous horse now sprawled all over his back.

"Good morning to you,too...," the horse spoke in a quiet yet clear tenor voice, "I...feel..."... he rumbled and pushed his hips against those of his mate's, feeling that big lump of stallionhood throb heavily against his back.

"...I feel that someone has been taking a long shower, again...," the horse nickered at his mate and tilted his head just a little to lap over the stallion's thin lips.

"Maybe...," Sheldon replied after the small licked kiss, and pressed one of his own to the beautiful black stallion's lips.

He was so handsome in that morning like he usually was, so finely shaped and so black that he was practically shining in the morning light that streamed in through the windows of the small home. Astley's proud head was held high as he regarded his mate with a smile.

"And probably wished I would've been there to wash your back?" the dark stallion grinned suggestively, wriggling his rump against his mate's trapped endowment.

Sheldon hissed briefly and kept his hips flush with that teasing rump, trying to keep back the urge to hump his mate against the counter.

"Among other things," Sheldon smirked and rubbed his hand over his mate's chest and belly before releasing the hand for the purpose of reaching for the variety of breakfast goodies already laid out on the table.

The stallion picked a large piece of carrot from one of the plates and popped it into his maw. Sheldon began to chew loudly and crunchingly, and he smirked at the expression on his mate's face as he watched this close up.

"It's not finished yet," the black stallion complained, turning back to his work again. "I haven't made the coffee yet."

Astley picked up his once abandoned knife and scooped another portion of butter from the lump sitting on the plate and began to spread it over one of the rich slices of bread. His mate snuffled and licked the black stallion's ear while his arms crossed his lover's chest again.

"I wish you'd call me name, even if it's not Roberto," the horse smirked against his lover's ear, breathing hotly over the flicky appendage.

He could feel how Astley tensed underneath him, drawing a deep breath as he felt their bodies press together more firmly. Sheldon held onto the dark, handsome male and unashamedly ground his hips against that wonderful curve of Astley's maximally pleasing gluteus. The black stallion's tail flicked and Sheldon hissed as he felt those long strands of hair flick underneath the hem of the chestnut horse's robe and directly against his snug ball sac. Even that slight contact was enough to cause the horny stallion's overworked gonads to pull back nearer to his body and send a pulse of warm pleasure into his belly.

Sheldon neighed and repeated the push of his thick cock over that inviting, firm rump. He wanted it.

"I thought we were supposed to go to the park," Astley murmured while still continuing arranging his breakfast.

"Can't it wait for just...hmm...five minutes?" Sheldon rumbled against his mate's shoulder, nuzzling there for his scent while he held him close and steady.

He smelled wonderful alright...all male and musky, with a hint of toothpaste and shampoo. It was Sheldon's favorite mixture, Eau de Astley, and he wanted more. His tongue began to lap against the spot where the stallion's shoulder met his graceful neck, and he pressed his nose there, against the dark skin and fur. The stallion nickered and snorted at the feeling, but made no move to push him away, nor encourage him further.

"Who're you kidding, Shell?" the dark horse grunted as he was made out with one-sidedly and slowly humped by the large brown horse behind him.

"Last night we fucked for three hours...and now you claim that five minutes would be enough?"

"It'd be enough for a handjob," Sheldon smirked, his hand sliding over Astley's belly and coming to a rest over a definite lump under that red silk just below the loosely tied belt.

Astley sighed, and the mysterious mound throbbed under attentive fingers.

"If you'd be satisfied with just...*nhhhh*...that...you would've finished yourself off in the shower already," the horse grunted as his neck was suckled softly by his mate's lips and teeth.

Sheldon's fingers wrapped around his mate's cock, giving him a firm squeeze through the soft fabric. The aroused horse neighed and pushed his member into the touch, finally starting to give up his resistance. He lay down his knife with a soft click of metal against tiled surface, and simply laid his hands on the counter for support as he allowed his hot mate to explore him. Astley felt the kisses continue over his neck while a hand slipped under the hem of his robe and cupped his heavy balls into one big equine hand. The fingertips of that very same hand curled onto the sizeable orbs, pushing the family jewels together in erotic delight.

Sheldon smiled secretly against his mate's skin while he played with the pair of testicles so well fitting into his palm. His experienced hand explored over the smooth skin and pulled it taunt in that special way that made his mate neigh loudly, and push his rump against Sheldon's thick cock slowly being humped against the black stallion's flank. The smooth flow of sensitive skin against silk and the warmth of the other horse's body was simply driving Sheldon mad with desire for his mate. No matter how much sex they'd had on the night before, his arousal was as powerful as ever, and the bite of his teeth against Astley's neck was a sure sign of his wish.

"Fifteen minutes," he husked, licking a wet, glistering trail over the dark beauty's jaw before tasting his maw with his tongue.

The black stallion let his jaw fall slack and invited the tongue into his maw, turning the tease into a full-blown French kiss that was traded back and forth while Sheldon's hands moved and groped everything they could reach. He massaged the thick shaft and those round, beautiful balls until he had his mate panting and growling throatily. His tail flicked erratically behind him and slapped against Sheldon's own hot pair which only served to push him even further into arousal and need for his stallion.

The kiss ended when Astley pulled away from the kiss, dropping his head down and pushing his hind end up as a sign of his willing submission for his mate's desires.

"Just...hurry," the dark, magnificent horse grunted, the need to have sex overcoming his more refined personality.

Sheldon nipped his stallion's neck before he took a step back. He breathed heavily and eyed the shape of his mate right there in front of him, bracing himself against the counter, ass pushed back and his shoulders high. The chestnut horse's hands stroked over his cock through his robe and growled. He had to get into that horse ass and do it fast. With his frustration growing, Sheldon untied his belt and let his robe fall open, revealing his one foot of beautifully shaped horse cock out into plain view. The thick shaft pulsed deeply while the flared tip glistened with his pre-cum. It was a great potent member, and it needed to go into a hole and fill it with his seed.

With a deep, low grumble rising from the horse's throat, he grasped the hem of Astley's robe and simply pushed it back so that the cloth was thrown over the stallion's back so that his upturned rump was revealed. It's huge, black curves were revealed, and Sheldon took in every detail, from the flare of those firm hips to the black ball sac and the thickly muscled pucker lodged under his tailbase. It was the perfect compliment to the simple delights that round rump offered, and the horny stallion standing behind the willing horse was more than ready to get it.

Sheldon stroked a hand over his cock, unable to wait any longer. He had to have him right away. There was the matter of lubrication, though....by no means could such a big cock be inserted into even such a well-acquainted hole without the due preparation. Sheldon neighed softly at the thought of having to make a detour to the bedroom to fetch the KY, when he suddenly realized...

An evil smirk spread over Sheldon's equine lips as he smacked the dark, presented rump with a paw as he took a step closer and leaned over his mate towards the kitchen counter, and the plate of butter that still stood there next to the plates of veggies and a pitcher of orange juice. His fingers dug into the pliable, slick substance easily, and he took a whole bunch into his curled palm, smirking all the time.

"Shell....," the dark horse spoke, his ears flattening at the sight of his mate fisting over his huge cock with the buttered hand.

"We'll do it the old fashionable way, you carrot muncher," the horse breathed hotly, his smile not wavering as he spread the organic grease over his sizeable member which now seemed to have a yellowish hue covering its normal black and pink tint.

"Ahhhh it's going to be a bitch to clean up," Astley complained briefly as he watched his mate move over behind him again and place a thankfully unbuttered palm over his hip.

"I'll wash your back this time," Sheldon replied, his eyes lingering over his mark now, the inviting ring of muscle he intended to use for their mutual pleasure.

The black, taunt horse simply snorted and pressed his head down again, his shoulders flexing with the effort of leaning his weight on his strong arms. He rippled beautifully once more, and Sheldon took a moment to simply enjoy the sight of his big, masculine mate's submission before he kneaded that thick rump with his hand. The slow squeezing of hot ass cheek made both of their cocks throb powerfully, but even more so they reacted to the feeling of greased fingers prodding against his tailbud.

Astley's ropey tail flicked from side to side and brushed ticklishly against Sheldon's wrist while he felt around the muscular circle, spreading the slick butter over the hot, quivering horse anus. His eyes were glued at the sight of that pucker, now glistering with a coating of inventively used dairy product pressed into service. Sheldon's free paw felt that nice rump out all around, squeezing and playfully slapping wherever he saw fit. His lubed cock drooled pre in a long, oozing stream that hung from the tip on the top of his flared shaft and threatened to fall to the tiled floor each time that formidable horse tool swayed with his movements.

The air was heavy with their musk and the unmistakable scent of butter as the brown-coated stallion played with his mate's tailbud. He ran his fingers up and around the hot hole in an attempt to tease it into relaxation, and he was succeeded. The ring-shaped muscle was flexing more and more open with each pass that caused a clenching of that smoldering anus, and during these moments of weaknesses, Sheldon's fingers probed deeply and firmly against the resisting muscle. After about a half dozen passes he finally managed to insert his fingertips and gyrate them around the rim of the puckered opening, from the within. That made his lover whinny with desire and push his ass back at his mate's offered fingers, causing them to find a slight additional purchase within his sucking tail tunnel.

Sheldon greeted this eagerness with light swats over his mate's thick rump, as well as of course with a renewed push of his fingers into that fleshy orifice. The muscled ring was now being stretched open by his digits, and they slipped in easier with each pass as his canal was lubricated with the greasy natural substance. Satisfied by his mate's grunts and little whinnies, Sheldon added a third finger and pushed them in down to the knuckles, really putting some pressure into the subservicing stallion's prostate and spread hole. He felt the hot confines of that divine ass tugging down on him, and he knew that he was ready.

Astley moaned as he felt fingers withdraw from his nethers with a sloppy sound. His vocalization was cut short and muffled by the feeling of a thick cockhead being pushed straight against his recently vacated pucker. Sheldon was much beyond waiting. The stallion simply gripped his mate's silk-covered hips firmly and began to push, jamming that equine rod into the still resisting hole. The dark male grunted at the feeling of such an insistent pressure against his tender tailhole, but nonetheless used the counter as a prop to push himself firmly into that touch.

They worked as one, both pushing into their own respective direction, and slowly desire overtook physical resistance. With a powerful flex of his body and caused both of them shudder, Astley admitted his mate's cock into him. The beautiful ass yielded for that big rod slowly, squeezing over the thick shaft powerfully with each slow thrust Sheldon made to get deeper into his mate's upturned rump. Shivers ran down their backs as that mighty horse cock slipped an inch by an inch into that expectant, slickened hole.

The hot, gripping tunnel was as tight and inviting as it always was, and Sheldon was spurned on by the eroticism of the spontaneity of their sex, practically doubling his desire within those few moments required for him to hilt his thick cock into that horse rump. Their ball sacs touched with a satisfyingly slick sound, and Astley threw his head back as he felt that flared cocktip push past his prostate before making its way deeper into his bowels. He stood there, back arched, his ass flush with his lover's hips as he simple let himself feel how that slick member buried itself into his rump.

Sheldon stayed on the mount for a brief moment only before he leaned down to press his lips against the back of his lover's neck. He growled and breathed hotly while he pulled his hips back by a fraction before thrusting back into his lover's backside. It didn't take him long to set up a rhythm of hard, smooth fucking, letting over a half of his cock slide in and out of that squishy bottom with each of his thrusts.

He rode that ass like the wild buck he was, taking him in long ball-slapping strokes. Their breathless, deep grunts accentuated the sound of two large bodies grinding together in lusty coupling. Sheldon's pre leaked into the accepting hole and made the slick heat within even more slippery and willing as he took that stretchy ringed opening roughly and soundly. The skewered stallion's own cock throbbed unattended inside his still bizarrely closed silk robe and spewed staining pre into the cloth. Each one of those particularly thrusts seemed to force more and more of the stringy stuff out of him as the flared cock reamed the horse's prostate deep inside his rectum. The constant drive of that member within his well-pounded rump was creating involuntarily contractions of his innards, sending waves of pleasure through them both as that horse meat was massaged by Astley's powerful unseen muscles.

They would never get tired of this, breeding and being bred by each other. It was the most natural connection between these two lovers, the fleshly presence of a cock pushed into a willing tailhole until it would give up its hot offering. They were closing now, fast, the very flow of their thrusts building up towards the mad pleasure of release. Sheldon's belly and balls tingled as he felt his release gathering strength within him while he still plowed the plundered depths of his mate's anus. His balls pulled closer to his body, ripe for offering the seed they contained, and soon Sheldon neighed loudly as a sign of his impeding orgasm.

His mate stood still and stern as he felt his mate's hips grind powerfully against his rump, hands digging into his flesh as he was held onto, and then came the familiar slight pain of the mating bite as his mane was tugged at by the teeth digging into his neck. The sound and tensing of his body coming from that mixture of pleasure and pain was the final straw that pushed Sheldon off the edge. Growling, the stallion began to spend himself as the first glob of cum gushed forth and deep into that speared rump. Each harsh grunt from his maw was accompanied by a jerk of his hips and another cum-spewing flex of that horse member inside the stallion's used ass. The black horse felt a heat grow in his belly as more and more warmth was poured into him throughout his mate's cumming. It only added to the pressure within his bowels caused by that massive horse shaft splitting his rump into half it seemed, and his mate held down firmly against the counter while he bred him fully and soundly into oblivion.

The flow of spooge eventually tapered away into ended, and the stallion on top of the other released his mate, standing up and bracing on his hands on the other's back in order to catch a few breaths. In front of him the black stallion still stood bent over the counter, his ass pulsing tightly around Sheldon's well spent member. He was obviously still horny and aroused, as indicated by his whining breath and the constant throbbing of his hot tunnel that now was coated with warm stallion cum. That would not do yet for the chestnut stallion, no...his mate deserved his pleasure, too, and he would find it...

"Ahhh...stand up," he growled hoarsely, an arm already going about his mate's chest and pulling him up to a fully standing position.

Astley groaned at the feeling since it pushed the cum and the thick shaft inside him even deeper, and his cock jerked with pleasure as he felt that presence intensify. His mate's fingers were untying his belt now, and his robe fell open, finally admitting his cock into the free air. The strong member pulsed wildly and dripped pre onto the countertop. He looked like he was about to burst, and felt the same, too.

The stallion growled as he felt a hand close around his shaft and start a firm, quick jerking motion. Sheldon was again licking at his neck, lavishing the small bite mark there with laps and his soothing saliva while his hand went up and down on the drooling horse cock. The hot flesh pulsed and throbbed and expelled even more pre while he was expertly jerked off by the stallion behind him, whose cum was warming his insides and filling the air with the scent of a breeding stables.

"Ahhh...*Nhhhhhhhh*...gonna...," the clamped-on stallion whined as he felt his pleasure approaching, his head thrown back, eyes closed.

Sheldon's hand gripped his mate's cock strongly just below the flared tip as he held it down, already feeling the telltale throbbing of an orgasm about to blast out of the horse. It was similarly easy to use his free hand to pick up one of the glasses his mate had set on the table for their breakfast, and bring it to a rest over his mate's cock. One more stroke was enough to make him burst, and with quite dirty, splurting sounds, the horse's cum poured out of him and stored into the makeshift container. Thick, gel-like globs mixed with the more watery spurts as the stallion milked his mate dry with slow, teasing strokes. Each orgasmic pulse of his mate also caused his tail tunnel to squeeze hard on his own spent cock, and still he felt his head swim with pleasure as each wave passed so deliciously.

The stallion watched with rapt attention as his mate filled the glass, first one third, then halfways, and up until the drinking glass was three fourths full of frothy male offering, when the last drops splashed against his knuckles and then slid slowly into the milky, yellowish-white mass on the glass. Grinning, he set the warm horsejuice down to the table and released his mate's cock, causing it to slap hard against his belly. Astley whined, spent and tired ,and grunted.

"Fucking hell...,"Astley grunted as he blinked and shook his head, snorting as if he had been galloping.

"Just that, big boy," Sheldon grinned and patted his mate's well-spent rump with a paw.

"Yeah...you really owe me that back wash now, Shell - what the hell?" the stallion snorted suddenly as his eyes caught a sight of the murky glass sitting on the table.

"I didn't want you ruining the kitchen so I...helped you a little," Sheldon nickered, picking the glass up and holding it up for them both to study it from a closer distance.

"You sure shoot a lot," the stallion chuckled with a smirk, "funny to think that you've got this much swimming inside you as we speak."

Sheldon gave his partner's weary ass a slight thrust, and they both snorted at the feeling. The stallion laughed and hugged his lover one-armedly.

"So, what do you want to do with this...," he spoke in a deep voice, tilting the glass from side to side and making the slippery substance slowly slip around the almost full vessel. "It'd be a shame to just flush it down the drain..."

Before his mate had a chance to reply, Sheldon had already tipped the glass over his lips and taken a hearty gulp of his mate's tangy cum. It clung to his lips and tongue and the back of his mouth as he swallowed, right there in front of the one who had provided this sticky treat, and as he smiled, his lips were connected to each other with bridges of strains of cum.

"Ahh, cum breath!" Astley snorted, though leaned forward just enough to lap over his mate's lips and share on the funky taste.

"Fancy a sip?" Sheldon grinned, raising the glass again in the "Cheers!" salute.

Astley nodded.

"Bottoms up!" Sheldon exclaimed cheerfully and poured a hefty mouthful into his lover's maw to enjoy.

Astley took the offering without trouble, letting the warm jizz settle on the bottom of his maw, his tongue dipping into that newly formed pool of musk while he watched Sheldon finish up the toast with a sip of his own. They smiled at each other toothily at the naughtiness of this hot, shared act, and by mutual desire, their lips were pressed together into the ultimate cum swapping kiss. Their tongues wrestled and small trails of cum soaked their chins, but it only helped to make it even more intimate and warm as they shared each other's taste and bodies as intimately as it was for two males to share.

It wasn't even 11.00 am yet.

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