Date: Wed, 27 May 2009 11:58:27 -0400
From: Eric Paris <thephantom69@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Horse and His Boys 4

Sacha and Kyle had fallen asleep, soft lips open, breathing sweetly onto
the nipples of the horseboy.  The horseboy, incedentally, was the only one
who had managed to stay awake, though barely.

He knew he was home before he'd even opened his eyes.  He could smell the
air of his land and know where he was more assuradely than if he'd taken a
thousand years to stare at his surroundings.

He didn't move, however.  Instead, he simply sighed in relief, opening his
eyes just a tiny crack, as if letting the shine of his own eyes give a
little sparkle back at the stars above him shining in his night sky.  He
leaned back comfortably into the roots of a tree, the two human boy cocks
still covered in cum, pressed against him still.  They had managed to wrap
their arms around him before unconciousness took hold of them, and now he
could sleep, knowing they were safe, knowing they were home.



Meanwhile, many miles away, in an opulant palace of pink and white marble,
adorned everywhere with sculptures and murals of nude men, boys, and
strange, humanoid, beastlike creatures, all in erotic poses, often in the
point of ecstacy... there walked a small boy, clad in a simple white toga,
which barely covered the top of his cock, his soft, full sack swinging
freely beneath him with each step.  His perfect ass was completely exposed.
His body was hairless, except for a golden crown of slightly curly,
perfectly golden hair.  His skin was the same shade, perfect gold, as if he
were a walking golden sculpture.  Only his white teeth and dazzlingly
bright, slightly luminescent blue eyes broke the golden miracle of flesh.
Aside from the small toga, he wore only one piece of jewelry, a golden
bracer, wrapped around his left wrist.  It had the appearence of a small
serpent, coiling in a spiral up his forearm.  It tapered at the edge, as if
disappearing into his skin, but most assumed that to be an optical
illusion, a testament to the superb craftsmanship of the jewelry.  It was
known to be in different spots on the boy at different times... Sometimes
on his upper arm, his neck, his thigh...

But the boy never seemed to notice...

Then, suddenly, the golden boy stopped.

His glowing blue eyes flashed open, as he took a sudden, sharp breath.

He had sensed it... an inexplicable sensation... somehow, he knew...
something had entered his realm... but it was no enemy...  (The snake-like
bracer coiled more tightly around his wrist, eliciting a slight sting) He
would know more certainly if it were a true threat...  (the snaking golden
band tightened further still, but he never seemed to notice it...)  All the
same, he should send someone to investigate...  (the golden band loosened,
now caressing his wrist, licking it) They should be prepared, just in
case... should it prove to be dangerous...  (the tip of the golden band
seemed to open its mouth, sucking / biting onto his thigh, uncoiling itself
from his wrist, and wrapping around and around his upper thigh... one end
snaked its way up the back-side of his small sack, between his golden
globes, and into the pink hole... it slipped inside him, finding the
spot...

The golden boy would spend the rest of the night in his harem...

But not before sending two guards to the plains...




The next morning, in the plains...

Sacha woke first, rubbing his eyes.  He felt disoriented, as the morning
sun kissed his naked body.  Blinking, he stared down at the cum-covered
bodies of the horseboy, and Kyle...  Smiling, he laid his head back down on
Steve's chest, inhaling the strange, intoxicating scent.  He didn't smell
like regular horses, that was for certain.  He had a wild, passionate
fragrance about him that was almost familiar, yet completely alien to him.
Reaching over, he brushed Kyle's long hair out of his face, watching him
sleep.

When he did so, Kyle's eyes fluttered open, and he flashed a smile up at a
very happy Sacha.  Then, the eyes turned strange, confused, and Kyle sat
bolt upright.  Breathing heavily, he gasped, looking panicked, "Where are
we?!"

Sacha looked around now, feeling incredibly stupid for not having realized
it... They were not in the barn anymore.  He'd been so taken with the sight
below him he hadn't taken in anything else.  Now that he stared around,
Kyle's panic was becoming infectious.

Looking at Kyle, he returned the same question.  "Kyle... Where are we?!"

In unisen, they both looked back at the horseboy, still sleeping soundly.
Reaching out to shake him, they both found their hands going toward his
massive, warm cock...

Though they each realized how silly they were being, they could not
restrain themselves.  They stroked that massive cock, squeezing the giant,
orange-sized balls intermittently, each calling out softly, urgently,
"Steve... steve... oh please wake up..."

Steve most certainly woke up, and smiled happily up at both of them.  When
he realized their terrified expressions, he tried to focus, despite their
soft, warm hands attending his cock.  "I'm.. oh.... Don't worry... you're
safe.  This is my- Nmph... mmm... (shaking his head, looking for a moment
more horselike, before turning back to them with those feminine eyes and
lashes, and that intoxicating smile) This is my home... my land... oh
gods.... you two know how to wake a boy up.. oh gods!"

Unable to resist their desires, they put their questions, their anxiety, to
the side... right now, they knew that nothing mattered more than bringing
that wonderful cock to it's full...

Sacha found himself leaning further and further down, looking closer and
closer at that magnificent horseboy cock... it oozed a steady trickle of
precum, the heat of it so intense as it poured over his stroking fingers,
he couldn't resist... he found himself licking at the tip of the horseboy's
cock...

He tongued the slit for just a moment, letting a tendril of cum stretch
from his tongue to the cockhead... then, his eyes wide, he went back to it
immediately, soft lips enveloping the head, his tongue sliding around it
wildly, licking up and swallowing greedily every drop of the hot, horseboy
cum as he could... he was now raging hard himself, and found himself
wrapping his legs around kyle's left leg, grinding his cock and balls into
his waist.

Sacha slipped a little of his tongue into the enlarged slit, and stared up
into the fluttering eyes of the horseboy.  As he continued to suck at the
head with boyish enthusiasm, his hot tongue sliding around it like a wild
thing, his eyes went wide again, as he felt Kyle sucking his cock into his
mouth.

Sacha moaned loudly, bucking, reaching down to caress Kyle's hair, humping
slightly into his hot throat, feeling his tongue licking out at his balls
whenever he was fully in...

One of Kyle's hands reached up to squeeze Steve's left ball, while Sacha
worked the other.  Sacha stroked that horseboy cock with his free hand, all
the while licking him passionately, gasping, eyeing up at Steve's face,
their expressions mirroring each other: desperation,
lust.... love... cumming...

Sacha closed his eyes, the first to give in... he'd felt like a wild thing,
sucking at that horseboy cock.  When Kyle had wrapped that soft, hot, wet
mouth around his tender, throbbing boycock, he knew he wouldn't last long.

He let out a whimper, thrusting Sacha down his throat as far as he could,
and bucking, his cock pulsing, squirting his hot teen cum into Kyle's hot,
loving mouth.  He kept cumming and cumming... and Kyle never seemed to stop
drinking in every drop of his lover's load.  Sacha gasped and spluttered
moments later, however, when Steven let out a gasp, and bucked HIS hips,
unleashing a torrent of his exotic cum into Sacha's belly.  The next shot
was mostly in his mouth, which he tried to swallow quickly, and managed to
get a third mouthful, before pulling off, swallowing half, rolling the rest
around with his tongue, and letting himself be bathed in the jerking,
pulsing fountain of horseboy cock.

Pulling Kyle up, Sacha kissed him, tasting his own cum, and giving a
generous glob of horseboy cum to him... Kyle moaned, his hard cock still in
desperate need of release...  Steve reached down, pulling Kyle further up,
letting himself cum over his hard cock, covering it in his own massive jets
of cum, before bring him up to his mouth, and let his unnaturally long
tongue go to work.  He never quite swallowed the boy's cock, but he didn't
need to.  His tongue curled and enveloped his entire cock and ball sack
with incredible flexibility.  Kyle could feel his balls being mushed around
in a hot, drooling mass of heavy, hot tongue, and the hot breath of the
horseboy washing over his genetalia.  He came only seconds later, Sacha
hugging him nakedly from behind, as he emptied his balls contents into
Steve's hot, wet mouth.

When they had calmed from their ecstacy, they silently walked over to a
small river, which ran cool and clear, pristine in a pristine world,
nearby.  When they emerged, cleaned and refreshed, they sat down on the
cool grass, and breathed deeply.

They no longer felt scared of being discovered naked.  They didn't know
why, they just felt safe.  But the time had come for some answers, and they
stared at Steve expectantly.

Batting his long lashes at them, he smiled.  "There's a lot to explain to
you two...  But I think we'd be better off if we went for a little walk...
Or rather, I'll trot, and you two can ride..."

The two boys looked at each other, blushing.

"I promise I'll explain this weirdness to you... but I think the best
people to do that are the foxes.  They're a lot easier to talk to than the
owls, mainly because they don't drone on.  They can explain things much
more... succinctly than I ever could.  They live with the bunnies not too
far from here.  Besides... the bunnies are always very warm, and very
welcoming...  I think you'll like them."  With a smile, Steve turned
himself back into his full horse form, only now he looked so much more
alive than he had in that barn...

Wordlessly, Sacha and Kyle shrugged at each other, and hopped up onto
Steve's back.  This time, they were not only naked, but they were much more
comfortable around each other...

Sacha's semi-limp boy cock rubbed against the outside of Kyle's warm boy
pussy as Steven smiled back at them, and set off at a trot...  the motion
only made them harder...

Reaching around from behind, Sacha wrapped his arms around the naked body
of Kyle, and whispered in his ear, "I don't know where we are, how we got
here, or much of anything right now... but I've never felt happier.  I love
you Kyle," he added, barely a whisper, kissing his neck.

Kyle smiled back at him, while Steven trotted along, highly content with
the two naked boys and their soft sacks and legs wrapped around his back.