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Around the Track

Chapter 3

By Roofles

Noah wasn’t about to just leave in a middle of a work day. He had most weekends off, leaving his Fridays and Mondays to be the busiest time for him. Noah wasn’t about to drop everything and leave, letting it all pile up for Monday. He had made that mistake once before and, even for Kent, wasn’t about to again. No amount or size of horse cock could make it worth that.

“Don’t you like, have other places to be? Like, you know, a job to do?” Noah only asked as they slipped into the locker room the track members used after races. It was empty thankfully, Noah not wanting anyone to even begin to figure out what the two had been up too on work hours.

OK, he admitted to himself. It was lunch time but still.

“It’s still lunch time?” The brown horse just offered as if knowing he was thinking the same thing. Kent gave a heavy shrug of his broad shoulders and arms with an “I don’t fucking care” face.

“Right…” Noah only rolled his eyes at that, laughing and shoving the horse. The two had gone over to Kent’s locker, Noah not having one himself. Even after Kent unofficially retired, the horse was still honored with his own locker whereas management didn’t. Kent’s locker was a nicer, larger one than the newer members and was off to the side next to two others. They were almost twice the size as the others in the room.

Kent undid the lock, pulling out some things inside for Noah.

“Towel, strong scented shampoo… sandals, fresh cloths…” Kent just listed off as he piled everything up on Noah’s outstretched arms.

“I don’t think I need new cloths.” Noah laughed, looking at the large shirt that Kent had taken down from the hook. It had a Unicorn on the front playing some sort of pin ball game with paddles. “That looks more like a nightshirt than something I’d, you know, wear in public.” Noah blushed a bit at the idea.

Kent chuckled at that. “Well maybe then you can wear it tonight?” The horse just offered lightly, nosing down at him.

Noah flushed even more, hot and bothered once more, as he felt Kent’s warm breath wash over his face. The human looked around to make sure no one else was in the locker room. Others would be soon enough, after the races and lunch to get ready for the next. They needed to hurry, something Noah had stressed to Kent.

The horse only batted one of his ears, flicking his large tail behind him. “Does it bother you that much?” Kent inquired, standing back up. He towered over the smaller male as most horses did with the other species save for a key few like elephants.

“Yes and no.” Noah tried to explain. “It’s kind of a bitch when people find out your fuck buddies with someone.” Noah headed over to the showers wearing Kent’s oversized sandals and nothing else. He had the towel in hand but didn’t feel the need to cover himself when it was just the two of them. He still felt awkward wearing the horses oversized sandals. “Things are just, yeah… You wouldn’t get it.” Noah only shook his head.

Kent snorted at that, following over. The horse kept his cloths on, yet watched as Noah turned the shower on to freshen up. He stunk of horse spunk and Kent had made a joke about how he could just play it off about being a “horse breeder.”

“Try me.” Kent only tossed his curly light brown mane to one side in annoyance. The only sign the horse was bothered by any of this.

“Come on. It’s obvious.” Noah wanted to laugh but was getting a bit angry at him now, frustrated that he really wasn’t getting it. “You’re like fricking huge to begin with. Not just you,” Noah gestured to the horse’s groin then all over at him. “All of you. No one is going to fucking mess with you. Everyone is already jealous…”

Kent did nod at that. People either avoided him all together or fawned over the horse, there was very little middle ground. He had just chalked it up to be a “super star.” It made finding friends a bit difficult as most wanted a quick fuck instead of anything else these days. Woman or men.

“And it’s different when you’re the top.” Noah only muttered, grumbling to himself as he used Kent’s soap to wash all over his body. He didn’t want to even risk someone smelling the horse on him. “People think of you as like a player, a cool guy.” Noah rolled his eyes at that. “Other than some slutty… bottom bitch fox.”

“I don’t think of you like that.” Kent said a bit defensively. Noah shook his head on that.

“Not you. I know you don’t, or hope you don’t.” And he laughed a bit nervously on the thought. “Just, everyone else. They just think you’ll like put out for anyone who drops trou. Just bend over and take it.” Noah was a bit hot in the face as he got out of the shower. Kent handed him the towel. “When people won’t even take no for an answer.” And Noah grimaced a bit, looking away from the horse.

Kent caught on then, his ears standing up. The horse stood at his full height, one of his hands clenching tightly in a fist. “Did someone do that to you?” The horse asked, keeping his voice calm and low. “Here?” Kent was already thinking of five different horses that would do such a thing.

“It’s nothing, really.” Noah tried to wave it off.

“You brought it up.” Kent was the one to point out, not about to just let this drop. “Was it Butt Stallion? Pussy Galore? Not Salt Lick.” The horse said naming the first three that jumped to mind. Each name made Noah want to laugh it off, with names like those it was hard to take this issue seriously.

Noah only shook his head at that. “No, no. It wasn’t any of them. They’ve been a pain but their good guys. Just, when you’re well… shorter and not the aggressive type, people just… take advantage of you is all. Walk all over you and just treat you like such.”

The two had headed over to Kent’s locker again and Noah was drying himself off. The towel was fresh and hadn’t been used in some time.

“Well… if anything like that ever happens again, you come to me.” Kent just snorted loudly, wanting to stomp a foot and punch one of the lockers in disgust. “Ever. Happens again.” The horse stressed, still trying to keep his calm on the matter. “I’m not about to let that shit happen in our stables.” Kent shook his head as he kept cracking his fingers and knuckles.

Noah guiltily liked to think it was because of him that the horse was so bothered by it. He understood though that they all tried to keep things light and friendly around the office for everyone and this kind of thing wasn’t even remotely acceptable. Noah had brought it up to human resources and kept his name out of it; there was no backlash so he assumed others had already filed similar complaints.

Noah had been here since he was Seventeen. Years and years had passed and over those times, things happened. No matter where you were or what you did; for good and bad. Be it due to alcohol or other intoxication, during a bad day or whatever the excuse shit happened. Noah wanted to just explain that to Kent but the horse wasn’t about to listen to any excuse right now. Let alone Noah trying to defend someone who had done such a thing.

“If it wasn’t you,” Noah just finally sighed shaking his head. “I wouldn’t even have brought it up.” And he smiled at the horse at that. “I don’t mind you being affectionate or the like.” Noah went on looking at the horse. It was only the two of them and he wasn’t some teenager that couldn’t talk about real shit. “Because it’s you. I’ve known you for like, how long now?” He smiled. “I need more friends like you in my life, Kent.”

Kent just chuckled at that, hiding the deep blush that took his face at his kind words. “Sorry, Sugar. There is only one Kent Star out there.” And he took a pose like a superhero. “Now if only I had a cape blowing in the wind.”

“Blowing in the wind?” Noah laughed at the idea. “We’re inside a building, you know this right? And I still can’t believe you legally changed your name.” Noah shook his head, standing back up with a groan. His gut was still bugging him, sagging a bit from the weight of the horse spunk inside. “I’m never going to be able to eat yogurt again… Thanks for that.”

Kent snorted at that, flicking his mane once more and stood behind the man giving his belly a good rub as he hugged him from behind and rested his snout on the human’s head. Noah squirmed at that. “You love it and you know it. Besides, last name for us really isn’t as big of a deal as it is for humans.”

“Well, I know where the term cum bucket comes from now.” Noah hit the horse in the thigh, making Kent flinch back a bit as they shared a laugh. The horse shoved his groin back against him, just above Noah’s rear due to their height difference. “I don’t even know how you can wear pants.” Noah faked to hit Kent’s groin again.

Kent laughed at that. “Very carefully.” The horse explained without explaining. He took a seat on the bench next to Noah, the horse adjusting himself before sitting down noticeably. “When I was a colt,” Kent chuckled seeing the look on Noah’s face. The human was staring at his groin as if trying to figure it out. “I had a crush on my teacher, cheesy right? One day during a test I had to stuff my… boyhood,” the horse cleared his throat folding his ears back as he finished his story. “Into my sock and excuse myself to go into the restroom. Being a horse isn’t always for the best, Sugar.”

Noah didn’t miss that. “Go into?”

“Well yeah. Horny young colt needed to rub a couple out.” Kent just shrugged a shoulder, looking over at him now. He placed a hand on Noah’s thigh, the large hand giving his whole thigh a squeeze as the horse rubbed his fingers against the human’s groin. “It can be rough not having someone to help out.”

“A couple, huh?” Noah only chuckled some more, shaking his head. “I think every guy out there is envious of your slong. Girth, size, length, stamina, amount…” Noah counted out on one hand. He ran out of fingers before stopping.

“Well, it’s not always good. I can’t wear wetsuits for starts.” Kent chuckled, trying to count out the things he can’t do. “Most people also don’t like to use horse’s for things because they fear we might get too excited?” Noah gave him a look at that. “I had tried to be a skydiving trainer ages ago; I didn’t even get to the first jump. Had me strapped to this cute, far too energetic, husky dude. His butt wouldn’t stop vibrating I swear!” Kent said loudly in his defense.

Noah laughed at that, seeing the horse reminisce like this. “Why tell me?” Noah asked only after a minute of silence passed between the two.

“Well…” Kent ended up frowning at that, sticking out his lower lip as the rusty gears in his head turned. “Not sure.” Kent ended up laughing, standing up and helping Noah finish drying off. “Just nice is all, to have someone to chat about with things. Even if we already did chat, this is like really chatting. You know?” The horse only shook his head, trying not to blush again. So he changed the subject. “You sure you don’t want to change clothes?”

“Well, sure. Just not your used jockstrap.” Noah laughed, having to grab the horses arm to stop him from getting it out of his locker. “I don’t even think I could fill it out.”

“True.” Kent nodded, using his other free arm to reach into his locker and pull out the spare jock strap. “That’s not really the point, now is it?” And with a lewd grin forcefully helped Noah into it, the human only having a towel on around his waist at the moment. It didn’t take long to get him to sit down and slip the straps on both legs, standing him up and pull them on.

There was noise from the other side of the locker room and they scrambled to get the rest of the cloths on.

“How you hanging, sugar?” Kent only asked as they quickly exited the locker room, hearing the others coming in after the race. Noah was still buttoning up the front of his shirt.

“Loose.” Noah adjusted himself, blushing in the face and feeling a little too warm in other places as well as they walked out into the open. Out here Noah felt everyone was staring as if knowing what they had done, guilt written all over the human’s face as he tried to hide both his groin and gut.

“You’re cute when you’re worried, Sugar.” Kent whispered into his ear from behind, pushing him forward with his hips. “No one will know.” And Kent groped his ass, giving him a friendly butt pat with an open hand that lingered too long after to be considered sportsman like. More like harassment territory.

“I got to get back to work.” Noah just nudged the horse off his back, Kent having tried to wrap his arms around the smaller man. The horse only chuckled at that, budging roughly an inch at his shove. “SO then why are you following me.” The human grumbled back at the horse, trying to appear as if the two didn’t know each other.

“Who says I don’t have something to do in your office?” Kent just rolled one shoulder, leaning back in close to rub his snout over Noah’s cheek and against his ear when Noah stopped to let a couple walk past them. “Or someone?” The horse nearly bit his ear at that.

“Subtle.” Noah snorted, laughing as he pushed Kent back. The horse still stayed where he was, moving only enough to put his pink nostrils in front of Noah’s face.

“Not without a kiss, Sugar.” Kent stated with a smile, finding the whole thing amusing.

“We’re in public. At work. Salt is right over there, I think he’s watching.” Noah tried to look away from those large, half closed eyes looking at him. The horse had a way to make him feel like they were the only ones in the world; which was saying something when they were standing out in a very crowded entrance.

“Well, maybe I should just follow you back to your office then…” Kent tip toed two fingers up Noah’s chest now, getting looks from those around them now. “Ask Maddy what he thinks about you wearing my jockstrap?” The horse ended up blackmailing him, snorting in his face with his nostrils. “Kiss. Me.” Kent just smiled at the look that crossed Noah’s face.

“Fine.” Noah flushed deeply, taking a step closer and giving the horse a quick kiss square the lips. It was suppose to be quick, innocent and so he wasn’t sure why he wrapped an arm around Kent’s strong neck; the horse wrapping both of his around him and pull him in close. If only for a second.

“Whoa there, kiddo.” Kent stood back up quickly, lifting his hands up and letting him go. “I was just going to give you an autograph.” The horse said needlessly loud. If Noah wasn’t blushing before he was now as everyone in the vicinity looked over at the commotion. “I will not sleep with you.” Kent only added louder than he had before.

Noah ended up covering his face with the jacket he was wearing and high tailed it out of there before anyone could take pictures. Several people noticing it was Star that some random human guy had harassed. They instantly forgot about Noah going over for autographs and pictures with Star, who knew they would. After all, who would spend as much as they did to come all the way out here and waste the time on some random horny human that flirted with one of the racers.

“I’m going to kill him.” Noah grumbled darkly, still red in the cheeks as he made his way over the yard and back around the set to his office. Madison the mule cut him off before he got back inside.

“Welcome back, Sir.” The mule said respectfully. “About those reports…” He started up instantly jumping into work, which Noah appreciated. Usually. Just not right now.

“At least let me get back into my office.” Noah said a bit harshly, only flushing brighter now as he made his way up the steps. He was painfully aware of the jockstrap he was wearing as he transverse the numerous steps up to his second-floor office. “Going to murder him.” Noah decided. Firing him would be too good for the horse, he’d get a rather large severance package. If he was killed however, Kent wouldn’t get another dime. “Unless he has life insurance.” Noah thought that over as he took a seat at his desk.

There was a buzz in his pocket and he pulled out his phone. There was an emoticon of an open mouth and an eggplant. “I enjoyed lunch, hope you did too.” And it was followed by a pile of sugar emoji.

“I didn’t even know they made those.” Noah laughed softly. He rubbed his stomach. “I wonder what my diet says about horse spooge for lunch.” He only shook the thought going back to work. And spent the next ten minutes looking up the calorie intake of it on his work computer. He only found porn. A lot, a lot of porn.

“About those reports…” Madison knocked on the door timidly before coming in. His large ears were folded back as he came into the room, worried about being yelled at again.

There was a reason why Noah hadn’t had any sort of romantic, or sexual, feelings for the mule. He could just be such a, well, pussy sometimes. And if anything was a turn off for Noah it was a pussy.

“Yeah, yeah. I got them here.” Noah turned in his chair and got up as they printed out on the nearby printer. He was the only one in the whole building with a printer in their office. That was both a blessing and a curse however as sometimes people would accidentally print things out here.

Noah took the first couple sheets and went white in the face. He wasn’t sure how but there was a clear picture of Kent’s rear end on the paper. Several of the papers. Both the front and back. He had to turn one of them upside down to get the fact the horse had scanned nearly his whole body out. If Noah was alone he could lay out the papers out on the floor and see if he could get a full-sized horse set up.

He quickly gathered them all up and stuffed them in his desk.

“Idiots using the printer again.” Noah laughed off, waving it away when Madison asked about them. The mule curiosity made him come over to see if he could get a peek. Noah quickly sent a string of text to the horse in responsible for the pictures.

Noah only got one text back. “I was bored.”

“I’m going to have to bleach my printer now cause of you.” Noah sent back quickly, setting the phone aside as he passed the report over to Madison. The mule took them hesitantly, at the same time hoping Noah had slipped up so he could see one of the other ones.

“You sure you’re doin’ ok, dude? You just seem a bit… out of it today.” The mule asked eying him as if Noah was wearing nothing but Kent’s jockstrap. Or that he knew about it; Noah was sure he didn’t. It wasn’t like he could smell it like a canine could, could horses? Noah was about to google that.

“I’m good. Just a long night, and morning. And lunch…” Noah cleared his throat abruptly, going back to work the next second. The phone next to him buzzed again. Noah ignored it.

It buzzed again. Then once more.

Noah gave in and looked at the messages. He hated not looking at his text for fear it might be something important for a change. They never were. Ever. Still he did.

“You didn’t need to bleach yo’ mouth after last night.” One text read. It was followed by a picture of naked horse booty. Noah fumbled with his phone, nearly dropping it. He could perfectly make out Kent’s tail hole as if the horse had sat on his phone before taking it.

Madison looked over at him again, up from the file he was double checking before sending out. “You uh… sure you’re doing ok?” The mule asked getting a bit worried now.

“Yeah. Maybe just a bit feverish. Been working too much or something.” Noah tried to throw one excuse after another to see if anything stuck. Hoping it would all just get swept under the rug to be ignored and forgotten about. It really was Noah’s fault for encouraging the horse so, if he just ignored him or just said no he was sure…

He was sure Kent would and had come to see him. There was a knock on the door before the horse intruded into his sanctum without even waiting for an invitation in. And Noah was at a loss for words for once with the horse.

The horse had dressed himself as a reindeer. With a bright red prostatic nose no less. Kent had twin leather red straps over his shoulders down the back and front, each with jingle bells on them that connected to a red pair of shorts that clung and formed to the horse’s supple rear nicely. He had a pair of ski boots on and was wearing a fuzzy antler headpiece. Each antler tip had a mistletoe tied to them.

Noah was trying to figure out how the horse had sent him the naked text and come into the room right after, unless Kent just happened to have a picture of his tailhole on his phone.

“I was thinking for the Christmas party,” Kent just offered showing off the outfit, turning to one side and the other. The horse flexed like a bodybuilder trying to win first place before turning around and clenching his rear. “Also,” the horse reached into the large green sack he had in one hand and pulled out a Santa uniform. “For you!”

“For the Christmas party?” Noah asked hoping that was the case.

“Well, yeah. Duh. I mean why else would I wear something like this.” Kent gestured over himself. Noah was almost at a loss for words. Madison the mule was on the other hand. The mule just stared at him as if Kent had gone insane and was speaking in tongues. “We could set up a sleigh and then people could come in.” The horse just went on.

“I am not having anyone sit on my lap.” Noah interrupted. The idea of someone Kent size trying to sit on him did not sound like a good time.

“Well, no. Of course not.” Kent just shook his head. He had to readjust the fake antlers he was wearing after. “I was thinking more along the lines of,” and Kent reached back into his merry sack until he found what he was looking for. It was a gold studded saddle with jingle bells on it. “You sit in my lap and…” He put the saddle on his lap, making sure it fit then grinned up at the man on the other side of the desk.

“This is all sorts of lawsuit material…” Madison had to say still just looking at the horse as if he had gone mad.

“You could be passing out condoms to everyone and free lube for the orgy.” Kent brought up, half teasing him further. The horse was already thinking of where they could buy half the stuff for it at if Noah ever did agree.

“So many, many lawsuits…” Madison just muttered aloud, thinking of all of them to himself.

“Well you don’t have to come then.” Kent just stuck his tongue out like a child, then laugh walking over to Noah and offering up the santa suit. “Ho, ho, ho.”

“Oh, I’m sure that’s what they’d be calling me.” Noah said after looking over the quote on quote “Sexy Santa Suit” that was still in the package Kent had bought it in. “Where did you even get this?” He asked taking it and looking it over.

“Halloween sale.” Kent shrugged. “Figured I could like use it if need be.”

“For Christmas?” Noah had to ask.

“Sure… something like that, yeah.” Kent just grinned. “Santa has a sack of fun, for you!” He cheesily said, pointed at him with both hands.

“I thought we were going to cut back on the xmas party this year.” Madison butted in, being the grinch this year again. “Remember? Money issues. And the whole fire department thing last year.”

“So it got a bit out of hand,” Kent rolled his whole head with his eyes. “It’s not like anyone was hurt.”

“Uh, Cupcake had to go to the hospital.” Noah felt as if he had to mention that one tiny, major detail.

“Well maybe he shouldn’t have been horsing around.” Kent made the pun easily enough, the other two looking at each other. Kent had been dead serious and the other two were trying not to laugh at just how stupid that was. “We had a rough year. We need to make sure company morale is up.” Kent just went on trying to be reasonable now.

“Morale? Isn’t that just like a cop out?” Madison said, looking over at Noah as if he would be reasonable about this. The two both trying to convince him the two choices he had on the matter. “And the budget.” The mule hissed like a cat now, not wanting to deal with another party; he was one of the people who had to clean it up after.

“We had decent growth overall this year. We broke even by quarter.” Noah pulled the charts up on his computer, thinking it over. “We do have extra in the budget too…”

“That’s because it’s mostly a casino. I mean how do you fail with that? It’s made to be rig and win.” Madison laughed. “Only an idiot couldn’t hold one.”

“True.” Noah just frowned still not wanting to be the bad guy but not wanting to just agree because he was sleeping with Kent either.

“You promised.” Kent pressed, being a bit too eager about it now. “Think of the egg nog!” At least he had his priorities straight. “Besides, we should like… uh, hold it before the 25th.”

“Well we aren’t going to have it on Christmas.” Noah frowned. “That would just be, well, stupid.” He laughed.

Kent nodded. “Very good thinking boss.” The horse grinned now.

Noah knew when he was kissing up like this he wanted something, be it time off work or a bonus in advance for one of his hair brain schemes. “What?” Noah ended up just asking, putting everything down to give Kent his full attention now. The horse looked as if he didn’t know what on earth he could possibly be talking about, playing it cool.

“Well, if you have to twist my tail about it… I want to have the party, so I could ahem…” Kent cleared his throat, looking over at Madison now. The mule didn’t get it. So the horse used his head, motioning the mule to leave.

“Can you believe this?” Madison said loudly, insulted by it.

“It’s ok.” Noah just said raising a hand up to calm him. “You need to go send those reports anyways.” The human just smiled, giving into the large horse wants and needs. It might not be best to keep spoiling him like this. The mule disgruntledly left, muttering under his breath the whole time. “So what is it?” Noah asked turning back towards Kent, still unable to believe the reindeer get up he was wearing.

“Well after the Christmas Party, which we should like totally have tomorrow...” Kent smiled, showing his front teeth as he not so subtly made the whole xmas party plans for Noah. “I’m heading back home for the rest of holidays.”

Noah nodded at that. “I guess that makes sense. Most people will be. The place stays up for lonely losers.” Noah looked away a bit, hoping he wouldn’t have to be alone this year too. It looked like he would be one of those lonely losers yet again.

Kent noticed that and he couldn’t help the smug smile on his face as he walked over around the desk, taking a seat on it. The horse bent down, taking Noah’s chin and lifted it up towards him. “Sugar, I want you to come with me as my plus one.” And he gave him a good, strong kiss to really sell him on it; wrapping both arms under Noah’s and lifting him up into that kiss.

Then pulling him over and onto the desk, knocking several things off in the process.

“Ok, damnit.” Noah was flushing, struggling and ended up groaning as Kent rubbed over his belly.

“Still my big full boy, huh Sugar?” Kent teased, nipping at one of his ears and then smelling his hair. The horse moved back over him to look down in his face. Noah was about to kiss him when he got a face full of the horse’s breath. “You’ll be stuck with me for the whole trip.”

“I already am apparently at work too.” Noah only chuckled, petting the side of Kent’s face. The horse half closed his eyes looking down at him.

“We’re going to have a wild fun night tomorrow, huh?” The horse snorted again, stomping a foot on the ground and pushing down against him. “Wish it was still lunch time.” Kent growled, running his fingers up under Noah’s shirt now along his sides.

“Kent.” Noah used his stern boss voice.

The horse shuddered at that. “Yeah, Sugar. Say my name.” He murred deeply, moving down for another kiss. Noah didn’t stop him, not even when he slipped that long, broad tongue into his mouth for over a minute.

Noah had to tap out thought and the horse reluctantly relented.

“Party. Tomorrow. Christmas. With me.” Kent made sure to tell him again before heading out with his merry sack; he had left the large green Santa one in the office.