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Around the Track

By Roofles

Noah barged into the backstage room. He flashed his badge at the security guard and walked right past him. He clapped his hands several times, coming into the stables room. It had been well furnished for a place where the jockeys got ready.

Several lockers were set up next to each stable. The stables were more like dressing rooms, a place to rest between matches and where most waited for Noah to come around.

He had a wad of small paper envelopes. The horses in the room got up and trotted over. Most greeted him and he tried not to blush from the attention, trying to be a respectful manager after all. Still when he was poked and prodded from both sides as Shoemaker, a rather large black stallion with white feathered wrists and ankles, took a seat right in front of him on the bench; it was easy to lose ones cool.

“Ok, ok. Shit stop!" Noah ended up laugh, pushing Hairball off. The brown fur mustang had given him a hug from behind, messing up his hair. Noah tried to straighten it out and got a few neighs from the horses.

“We just want our checks, dude." Nickers, a smoky gray, ended up looking around the group. Several agreed with him. And then the horse gave Noah a strong hug, lifting him easily off the ground. “And to steal your cut." And he neighed loudly in a laugh, bouncing him up and down with the hug.

“Why do I even bother…" Noah laughed, ending up passing the envelopes out to them one by one calling out their names. They were nicknames given to the race horses, not their actual names; which seemed to surprise anyone else other than Noah. Who would name their kid Nickers when they were a horse? That's just cruel.

“Uh… Pussy galore?" And the guys laughed at the name. The tallest of the horses marching right to the front, in nothing more than a pair of slacks. The horse dipped his cowboy hat down at him, taking the envelope with his other hand.

“Thanks, pardner." PG gave him an infectious smile and a wink. The horse was a man of few words and always said just enough. He also played the gig to the letter.

Noah had been working at the race track since he hit eighteen. It was nice, easy, under the table revenue. As the years went by he went through business school and ended up buying out the place once the previous owner was charged with money laundering.

Ok, it wasn't the most respectful of jobs. It also was the only thing paying for his Bentley out back.

Noah had been the one to think up a few of the names, figuring it would draw in a larger crowd. He hadn't expected the horses to go along with it so easily. In fact it was PG who came up with some of the more raunchy names and the guys had a good laugh playing along. From there it was easy to think up different personas for each of them as if they were some kind of wrestler.

Rides-With-Saddles (his real name) grandfather owned this land. It was given to him by the government as an Indian Reservation. Since that made the whole raping and pillaging of their lands and people during the great American expansion, ok.

Noah had a personal interest in this place. After being kicked out of home, this was all he had. He lived in one of the empty stables (more like a trailer for a movie star). He worked more than half the day, studying for school after hours.

“Hey, Starlight!" Noah walked down the row of stable rooms. He tried not to look in any if the stall door was open, trying to give the guys as much privacy as he could. “Star…?" Noah knocked on his door. There was a large star nameplate on the door, in the shape of a star of course.

“Hey, Noah." A horse said from behind, walking past.

“Lucky, you've seen Star anywhere?" Noah asked holding up the envelope with Star on it. Under it read Kent Clogs, Star's legal name.

Lucky shook his head. The hazelnut mane swaying back and forth as he did. “No clue, dude." And the horse gave him a wave, heading out. Some were heading out for the evening, even inviting him along. Noah politely turned them down, lying that he had work to do.

Noah wrapped his knuckles on the stall door before walking in. The rooms had full walls and ceiling. The place was even heated. There was soft straw under his feet, not the real stuff but a close replica. It served as a mat or carpet. A mirror sat in the corner next to a dress trunk with several costumes in it for the rodeo they held during the summer. A dressing closet was next to it.

And there on the bed was Star. You wouldn't think that was his name from the way he looked.

“Damnit, Kent." Noah closed the door quickly and headed over. He disliked using the nicknames after hours. Preferring to actually get to know the horses rather than the characters they played for the betting masses.

The human ran over quickly and grabbed the arm hanging off the cot used as a bed. Noah found a pulse. He lifted up the arm, placing it over the brown fur chest of the horse and pulled that elongated face over towards his. Noah could smell booze on his breath.

“Damnit…" Noah grumbled, wiping off the drool and sitting him up the best he could. “Lose one fricking race and you go all drama queen on me." The man grunted, sitting the several pounds of horse up a bit. He propped the pillows underneath and grabbed one of the complimentary water bottles provided for each stable and splashed him in the face.

Kent coughed few times, wiping his face off and looking at him. The horse eased up seeing that is was Noah.

“Shit," Kent yawned sitting up now. He scratched over his hairy chest with blunt hoofed hands. He blinked a few times, looking around. “What time is it?"

“Late." Noah chuckled, sitting down on the table. He offered the envelope to the horse. “Your cut."

“For me?" Star asked, as If it were a dozen red roses instead of the cash for the hard work. He laughed.

“Got to ease up." Noah brought it up again, not even waiting this time. He kicked over one of the empty bottles of beer on the ground. “You win some. You lose some. We all take home a decent enough cut."

Kent stretched in front of him, making Noah blush a bit more and looking away. Kent was a large dude, most horses seemed to be. He was muscular with thick arms and powerful thighs. He was only brown but when you were this close, and Kent was only wearing a pair of slacks, you could make out all the subtle shifts and changes to his fur. Not counting his hairy chest or happy trail.

The horses hands for instance were a darker brown than his arms. It matched his feet, not hoofed as most would think. They were in fact rather human, with the sole difference being the hoofed toes. This rich brown matched the bottom of his snout, along his jaw line. He had white markings around and between his eyes, running over the top of his muzzle to his pink highlighted nose.

Unlike the other horses, Kent had a thick, gorgeous curly mane that always knotted up when he slept on the cot.

Noah wasn't sure when he had started doing it, just helping a friend out. Yet, here he was again with a brush in hand as he tried to help straighten Kent out.

“If they catch you drinking on the job again." Noah grumbled standing in front of the sitting horse. He had too, Kent was a horse after all and easily had a height advantage on the human.

“You going to rat me out?" Kent asked. It was vindictive. They both knew Noah would never do something like that to his friend. The horse laughed after as if to make sure it hadn't come off as anything more than a joke that it had attended to be. “I'm just…"

“I know." Noah nodded, not looking him in the face. He had to lean against him a bit more to get one stubborn knot undone. “That's the best I can do unless you shower."

Kent laughed at that. “Sorry I'm not some Hume. Don't need to shower each day."

“It's been more than a day." Noah pointed out, setting the brush down next to the mirror. He could see Kent watching him from his cot.

“It's all natural baby." And Kent just lifted an arm. “Come take a whiff."

“I'll pass, thanks." Noah waved him off. He was heading for the door.

“Another long night then?" Kent asked getting up himself. The equine stretched once more, yawning loudly. The horse had been in shape back in the day. He was one of the stars, hence the name he had gotten. Age and beer was catching up to him quickly these days and the heavy gut he had was just the start of what was to come.

Noah understood that. Why Kent liked to drink himself stupid after losing to the younger horses. It's hard being on top and then seeing yourself dethroned by the next generation. Some went graceful, some went insane. Kent just went to the bottle.

“Still looks damn good to me." Noah grumbled under his breath. “Yeah. I want to go over the paperwork for the audit once more before I crash."

“Work too much." Kent just followed behind him, still stretching. He moved one arm over his chest and twisted to one side. Then did the reverse to the other. “On a Friday night no less!"

“It's Thursday." Noah only chuckled, leaving the stable door open for the horse. Kent followed after in an almost clip clop type manner. It wasn't so much as a skip as a… Noah wasn't sure how to describe it, it was easier just not to look or he'd end up laughing.

“It's Thursday?" Kent asked loudly in the empty stables.

“Same week. Just nighttime." Noah ended up laughing as Kent nudged his side. The horse wasn't an idiot nor a drama queen. He just liked to play it up. Maybe he was a bit of a drama queen. “Dork."

Kent shrugged his heavy shoulders. “It's what I do." And he followed Noah up the stairs to the office overlooking the stadium.

The whole place had been remodel after the previous owner was arrested. The stadium got a whole new paint job for starters. The ranch next door was turned into a casino and they added a bed and breakfast for couples.

“You know you could get a room there for cheap. Super cheap." Kent pointed out, looking out the window as Noah unlocked the office.

“True. So, could you." Noah just shot back, looking over at him.

Kent just shook his head, his curly mane swaying back and forth and frizzy up a bit. “No point. It's made for couples."

“And it would thus be great for me, how exactly?" Noah just laughed turning back and heading inside. “You don't have to keep me company, Kent."

“True." The horse nodded taking a seat on the small sofa in the room. He turned the TV on and began mindlessly flipping through channels. “Not like I got any other place to go."

Noah could relate to that and the sad of it was, he did really appreciate Kent's company. The two had known each other since he began working here.

“Kids these days…" Kent spoke up, watching a “stupidly retarded" commercial advertising shoes that turned into skates and played music. “I can never keep up with anything." He sighed, resting his head back and looking upside down at Noah.

“You aren't that old." Noah said typing a few more numbers into the computer. “Besides no one actually buys those things."

“You would know this, how?" Kent just asked to keep the conversation going.

“How would you?" Noah stopped his work and looked over at the horse. “You don't even fricking wear shoes nine times out ten."

“We do on the race track." Kent turned around to look at him, lazing out on the sofa still. “Did, on the race track…" He corrected himself. Kent was more of a starlet now. Signing autographs, taking pictures and being a face people looked for rather than watched on the track anymore.

“They ask for you by name." Noah felt the need to bring up, seeing the horse getting down on himself again.

“I know, I know." Kent sat up now. “Just… I'm getting old. I can't keep up anymore like I used to. I'm more of a novelty act."

“Well your career was based on a sport. Players don't last long." Noah just shook his head, getting up and walking over and taking a seat next to his friend. “They move on. They have too." Kent just lowered his head at that. “Become announcers or coaches themselves. Help out the other, newer players. Teach them the trick of the trade."

“I guess, yeah. Just never really thought it would end, you know?" Kent looked over at him, giving a weak smile. “I just miss the spot light. Just not cut out for it anymore."

“OK, first of all. You are still in it." Noah started up. “Every single damn racer down there wants to grow up and be like you!" And he pushed his hand against the horses bare, hairy chest. It was smooth like leather, warm to the touch and his chest hair softer than he'd have thought. “They ask for you. They talk about how great it would be to someday match your record. Half those dumbasses down there would be doing stupid shit if they didn't have you around."

Kent smiled at that, thinking it over.

“Don't even start up that physical crap." Noah gripped his arm, giving it a squeeze. “You still got plenty of years left in you before you even start to decline. And we both know you barely need any products for that hair."

“Guys envy you. Girls want to be with you. I…" Noah coughed a few times, cutting off abruptly and letting go. He moved back. “You have plenty of time to find out what you want to do next. And we both know you still got it in you."

The horse ran his fingers back through his curly mane, pulling it out over his shoulders and stood up. “Ok, I've decided then!"

“On?" Noah dared to ask, standing up slowly.

“We are going to that bed and breakfast!" Kent grinned and before Noah could object picked the smaller human up and carried him out over his shoulder.

“At least let me lock the door." Noah cursed, grumbling.

“I'm not setting you down." Kent knew better than that. Noah would lock himself up in his office the rest of the night if you let him.

“Fine, you don't have too. Just…" Noah motioned towards the keyhole.

“Oh, right. Right." Kent had to kneel down on one knee and bend over so Noah could reach the lock.

“Oh my gosh!" Two teens squealed as Kent took a seat at the table in the dining room nearly an hour later. Noah managed to convince him to put on his jacket at least, even if he didn't button it up. Better than him walk around half naked. “It's Star!" The two teenage girls squealed again as they quickly began bombarding him with question, asking for a picture and autograph.

“Yes, yes. I have done some film work. I just, my heart belongs on the track." Kent would say, looking forlorn out towards the feel. The teenagers, a middle aged woman and the waitress swooned as he shook his head. “Sometimes, it's just hard to leave it. I want to just sleep out there, under those stars." And he touched the middle aged woman's hand. “But I just… can't."

“You poor, misunderstood zillionaire." Noah rested his head on one hand, looking at the horse who was eating up the attention like candy. No wonder why he had gained so much weight in the last year.

“I know. I just don't know, how I'll go on." And Kent swooned again, this time for Noah's benefit as the other girls had headed out. “Jealous?" Kent placed an arm on the table, looking over the small candle light on the middle of the table at him.

“Not in the slightest." Noah almost burst out laughing at the idea. “You can have all that attention, I'll be happy here mocking and judging you for it."

Kent smiled at that, nodding. “Don't worry. You're the only one that can brush my hair." And the horse touched his hand with his own, rubbing those slightly coarse hoofed fingers over the back of Noah's.

Noah blushed, pulling it back quickly when the waitress had come back around to take their menu rather than fawning over the horse.

“Master salad with a few carrots and a bucket of ranch." Kent smiled sweetly at her, letting his fingers linger a bit longer than necessary on her wrist. “And could you just, bring me back a bottle of your nicest wine for my companion and I. It would mean the world to me."

Noah was afraid the waitress would faint as she hurried off.

“She didn't take my order…" Noah pointed out and they shared a laugh.

“You can share with me." Kent just shrugged a shoulder. “And breadsticks are free."

“True." Noah agreed on that. He took one and half swallowed it as Kent watched. Noah was trying to make a joke about it but the horse only smirked as he watched. Until Noah bite down on it.

Kent winced. “Ouch, that's going to leave a mark in the morning."

“Like I'd keep him around until morning." Noah just teased back.

“You would, for me." Kent just answered. Noah was sure he was making a joke, so he wasn't sure why he was flushing so much now. He was sure it had to do with the heat in the room, it had grown quite warm after all even with the sun setting nearly an hour ago.

The two-continued chatting throughout the meal. Exchanging banter back and forth. Kent didn't let Noah get into talking about work. Instead the two went into things things they liked to do, beers they preferred and to more abstract things.

“You knit?" Noah asked, having to stop himself from laughing right in his face at that one. The master salad had arrived and it wasn't a joke. It took up a good portion of the table and no bowls had been provided, the two just eating out of the massive wooden milk bucket it had come in.

Kent nodded. “My grandma used too. She taught me on her deathbed." Noah felt like a giant ass for having found it funny. “I'm terrible at it. Just, it's nice. Makes me remember her. What about you? Any close family?"

Noah hated the subject. Why was everyone so focused on family these days? “Not really." He lied. He had two brothers, two sisters and both his parents in town. He tried to leave it at that. Kent continued to press. “I just… haven't been home in a long time, ok?" Noah almost snapped back harshly. He let out his breath and shook his head while Kent refilled his wine glass. “There was an issue… my parents couldn't accept. I left home and ended up joining as a, well, stable boy."

“I remember." Kent nodded. “You were cute." Noah flushed a bit at that. “Like a little lost colt finding a new herd to join." Noah just gave a single nod. “Do you ever regret it?"

“Well… if I hadn't, I would never be here right now, would I?" Noah just smiled. Kent was the one to flutter his ears now. “Sitting at THE Starlight table. I just can't even begin." Noah fanned his face, making a joke.

“Is that how you see me?" Kent asked.

And Noah laughed, shaking his head. “I think of you as the only person in the world that I could ever confide in." Noah looked off to the side. “I think I joined up here because of you, in the end." He said honestly, unable to look the horse in the eye. He was just hoping no one had heard him, specially Kent.

Kent motioned to the side and one of the waitresses came back. “Can you bag this up and bring a new bottle of wine to my room? Kay, thanks." The horse said rudely standing up.

Noah thought he had done something wrong until Kent stopped. “Come on." Noah joined him and Kent smiled down at him. “This place isn't safe alone."

“Being single?" Noah smiled sheepishly at the horse who guided him up the stairs.

“People might think you are." Kent just replied, unlocking the door for him.

“I do have my own place." Noah said as Kent turned the light on.

He turned around in time to watch as Kent stripped his jacket off, flexing and stretching once more. “If you left now though, I'd be here all alone." The horse said walking past him and looking around the room. He nodded at the queen-sized bed and TV set up. “You won't leave me to drink alone, will you?" He asked once more looking over now at him.

“No." Noah sighed, shaking his head and walking over. Then stopped as his foot bumped into something. The horse had stripped his pants off and had gotten into bed.

Kent patted the spot next to him, scooting over and tossing the blankets back showing his naked thigh. The covers barely covered the horses groin. “I've always wanted to spend the night in one of these."

“Me too." Noah offered, not looking at him as he walked over.

“I got it for the rest of the night if you want to keep me company." Kent just offered, leaving the door open. Even if he had shut and locked it when they had come in. “Just us." He added, motioning over Noah's outfit. “Get comfortable. You planning to be anywhere else?"

“Well, no. It is a Thursday." Noah undid his jacket slowly. He was fumbling with each of the buttons.

“Here." Kent moved over now. Noah had to look up as the covers pulled off. Kent skillfully undid each button on the under shirt and pulled it open, sitting up a bit to pull it down and off Noah's back.

Noah was about to say something but his mind went empty as that large snout pushed against his bare chest. Kent took a heavy breath of him with his large nostrils. Letting it out the next second over Noah's stomach.

“Come here already." Kent pulled back, patting the bed once more. Rubbing it with his hoofed hand. “You must be exhausted after today."

“Well, it was a busy one." Noah agreed kicking his shoes off and sitting on the edge of it. He was breathing heavily now, his heart thundering painfully in his chest. “Did you sniff me?" The human had to ask. He had never had the experience before. It was strange, sensual, and intimate.

“Does that bother you if I did?" Kent just asked, his ears standing tall. Noah could see the horse was breathing heavily himself. Or maybe that was just how someone Kent's sized breathed.

“N-No, just I've never done that before." Noah cleared his throat a bit.

“Well, if you want." Kent moved a bit closer. “You could sniff me?" The horse offered his muscular, brown fur, hairy chest. “If not there." The horse rested onto his back now, lifting one of his arm and nosing at the thicker fur under it. “You could start here?" Kent rubbed a hand down under the covers. “Not sure if you're ready for there yet." The horse laughed softly, tossing his mane back with the motion. He lifted up his foot. “Or here, sugar."

“Sugar?" Noah asked. The horse didn't have time to reply as there was a knock on the door.

The horse ears laid back, his widening a little as he snorted out, nostrils flaring. Kent got up without even covering himself and walked over towards the door, stomping with each step.

“W-wine, s-sir!" The waitress actually squeaked like a mouse as Kent answered the door butt naked.

“Thanks, darling." Kent said yet his manner was anything but friendly as he looked down at her. Normally he'd crouch over a bit to get more on eye level, like he did with Noah. “You mind putting a do not disturb sign on the door?" And he gave her a wink, swishing his tail at her as he shut the door. He held two glasses in one hand, an ice bucket in the other with a fresh bottle of wine in it.

“Sorry for the interruption, sugar." Kent tossed his mane back and took a seat on the edge of the bed. It shifted heavily at his weight. He popped the end of the wine off with a thumb and poured them two glasses.

Kent swirled one of the glasses around before taking a sip. “Much better than the stuff we got at the table." He nodded. Flirting goes a long way sometimes it seemed. He handed the very glass he hand drunken from over to Noah. “For you." He offered sweetly once more lowering his head a bit to match the human's eye level.

“T-thanks." Noah chuckled softly, looking at the glass. “Is there something wrong?" He ended up asking without taking a drink.

Both the horse's ears lifted up at that. “What? No, nothing. Why?" Kent leaned back a bit, not even hiding his groin. “Are you upset about something?"

“Well I mean with the person at the door." Noah brought up. “Did she do something? I thought you liked her."

Kent just smiled at that. “No, she's just a fan to me."

“Then, did I?" Noah asked. It hadn't been the first time they both had been close with each other, just not this close. It made the human nervous, awkward.

Kent laughed at that. “No, sugar. You didn't do a single thing wrong tonight. I've hadn't had this much fun in a long time. I just wanted to treat you, in thanks." He added offering up the wine glass.

“You don't have too though." Noah wasn't directly his boss or anything.

“I know. But I want too." Kent offered back. He moved forward then, placing a hand on one side of the bed and moving his snout close enough that Noah could feel his breath.

Kent didn't kiss him, he just let his heavy breath out letting Noah breath it in. The horse sharing his breath. Noah was more unnerved by how close he was than about this. Noah took a breath of him, knowing it was a form of greeting and bonding experience horses did with those they liked.

“Did that help?" Kent just asked with his snout still close to his face, angled down a bit.

“Yeah." Noah just took another breath. Kent gladly shared it with him, then moved back around the bed. He set the ice bucket up on the mantel before climbing back in.

“You're the only human I know that enjoys that." Kent smiled though. “Everyone else gets freaked out or thinks it more than what it is."

Noah just nodded.

“Are you comfortable in those." Kent just asked. The horse wasn't touching him, yet Noah could feel the heat radiating off the stallion. It made him shiver from the contrast of the cold room around them. “Not forcing you to take them off," Kent chuckled lightly looking at him still with those half-closed eyes. “Unless human's sleep in them?"

“Well normally I do sleep in my briefs." Noah nodded a bit, sitting up a bit. He finished off the glass of wine and set it on the mantle. Noah stood up and stripped the work jeans off, setting them next to his shirt and jacket. Kent watched as he refilled the man's glass for him.

“Then you'll be spending the night?" Kent spoke up only after Noah had gotten back in bed with him.

“Well," Noah blushed a bit.

Kent finally moved over, placing an arm around the human and hugging him up. Noah was resting against his hairy chest as Kent settled back down, reaching over with his free hand to grab the remote. The stallion turned it on, watching the news as he held him.

Noah swallowed loudly as he was held against the strong, amble body of the work horse. The years of track and farm work had made Kent a burly man.

“You can smell me now, if you want." Kent offered, resting onto his back and crossing his legs. He looked down at the human, bringing his snout closer once more to share his breath. “I hope it's not too strong for you."

Noah flushed a bit at that as he stared down at the horse's chest. He placed a hand on it and could feel it rumble, the heart pounding underneath. Kent watched without pressing the issue further. The first time like this had to be done naturally. He could rub his face in it after he had accepted him.

Noah moved down, hesitating, looking up at the horse watching him. It only made him flush a bit more. Kent wasn't just radiating heat. He was musky. A natural almost earthy smell of a strong work horse after a long day.

And when Noah did push his nose against him, Kent didn't smell like some stable, no. He smelled like Kent. Like his room back near the track. Or of the cloths Noah washed for him. Of the man that had been sitting on the other side of the table this night and of the horse holding him tightly in a hug.

Kent let out a deep, heavy groan of a breath as Noah breathed his rich musk in for the first time.

“Here." Kent offered, lifting up his arm for him now. “You'll really like this then." And the horse hugged that had against his armpit, letting out another deep groan of satisfaction as he felt that nose push against the crook of his arm.

Kent rubbed his heavy hand down Noah's back, down to cup his rear and give it a playful squeeze. The horse had changed the channel to a boxing match. Enjoying the fight as Noah enjoyed him.

It had been too long since Kent had such good company. And the horse eagerly nuzzled down at the human's hair, sniffing at it and, opening his muzzle just an inch, took hold of Noah's ear. The human squirmed against him, Kent gave him another squeeze before easy up.

Noah pulled back a bit, red in the face and breathing heavily. He wiped his nose off. “Trying to suffocate me huh?"

“Be front page news, for sure." Kent only teased back, bringing a hand up to pet over his cheek now. Holding both Noah's face and over his neck, Kent brought him up to bump noses. “You smell like me." Kent groaned once more.

Noah was about to reply, having a few choice words on the matter when Kent kissed him. His thick horse tongue slithered into his mouth, filling it up easily as he rolled the human onto his back and kissed him long and deep, passionately pulling back and then back. Kent only needed his upper body to hold the human down, pressing him against the bed as he held one of Noah's shoulders; rubbing over it, petting his chest as he rested on his other arm, just about Noah's head.

They finally broke apart, Noah gasping for breath. Kent took another slow, deep breath of him. He could smell his excitement, his arousal. It only made the next kiss all the sweeter.

Kent suckled on Noah's tongue, pulling it into his muzzle to drink of. He let go and then did so once more, hoping the human would get it without words. Kent crawled on all fours to rest above the human, pushing his chest down against Noah's as he tilted his muzzle to one side, kissing him slow and deep once more.

Noah didn't get it the first time, on the second attempt of Kent filling his small mouth with his tongue the human did. He wrapped his lips around the muscle and gave it a sucking drink, tasting the horse's saliva now. Tasting Kent's body as he drank of him.

Noah had to pull back, breathing even heavier as he still tasted him on his lips.

“You learn quick, sugar." Kent moved down to nip at his chest, chewing on Noah's chest fuzz as if it were grass.

“S-sugar?" Noah chuckled, looking down at him. The human sat up a bit as Kent looked up at him.

“Sugar, because for me? I could just lick you all up." And Kent followed his own words, that broad tongue pushing down over Noah's gut to tease at his hard member's leaking head, then up over it and his chest and neck. Kent chewed on the sweet spot making the human squirm once more in his grasp, moaning loudly now.

Kent bucked his hips at that sound. The bucket of ice rocking back and forth and nearly falling on the two. They stopped at that.

Kent grabbed the bucket with on hand, sitting with his knees on Noah's side as the man watched the horse place it safely to the side. He then plucked a few ice cubes and popped them into his muzzle. Suckling on them as he moved down.

Kent kissed over his chest, finding one of his nipples in the dark and taking hold of it. Using one ice cube to push at it with his tongue, forcing the ice against it. Noah shuddered, squirming even more now as the horse teased him further.

Kent didn't let up as he reached down and gave the human grope through the tighten briefs he was wearing. Noah gasp at that and Kent met those lips again, teasing him as he slid those ice cubes into his mouth.

Noah didn't get it at first until the horse laid out over him, pushing him roughly against the bed as he brought one of his nipples down to his face. Noah didn't wait as he opened his mouth, taking hold of it. He nipped at it, teasing it with his teeth before pushing one ice cube against it roughly as the horse had done to him.

Kent arced his back, gripping the bed as his sweet spot was played with and teased like this. He groaned out even louder, not carrying if anyone in the building heard them. A part of him wanted them too, to know that he was experience this pleasure and they weren't.

The horse pulled back suddenly, moving down on the bed. He pulled the covers back, nearly tossing them off the bed. He took hold of each of Noah's legs and lifted him up, sliding his thick muzzle between those legs and against his bulge. Kent took a deep breath of him, pushing his snout against the opening of the fabric.

Kent only growled as he let go, rubbing his hands up Noah's thighs and taking hold of the fabric and roughly pulling them down. Kent tossed them to side as he moved down to take a full breath of him now. He opened his muzzle wide, letting his tongue drool out and over Noah's sack and then up it to the head and went down over the whole thing, easily taking it into his muzzle.

Noah gasped, jumping at that and prematurely came. It was still one of the strongest orgasms he'd ever had in his life. Kent easily drank it down. The horse didn't even seem to mind as he sat back up, wiping his muzzle and licking the back of his hand after.

Kent moved over and for a second Noah thought the horse was disappointed in him. Then the horse propped up some pillows for himself, lifting up on of his legs and inviting Noah between his legs.

“Ok, I've done this part before." Noah said, trying to act smug that he wasn't just a total virgin.

“No, no you haven't." Kent only smiled back, trying to give the human a fair warning on what he was about to tackle with.

Kent had a fat sheath, it dangled between his legs with his heavy testicles. The trio just swaying back and forth with every step the horse had made in the room. Noah could make out the opening of the sheath, it wasn't exactly well hidden. The sheath alone took up the whole horse groin, going up a bit to end just below the horse's belly.

The dull pink head was exposed and a clear fluid was leaking from the semi-human looking cock.

Noah understood what Kent had meant. Sure, he's done this several times before, never with a horse though. Kent was big. He wasn't even out of his sheath yet and Noah could tell he was wider than he himself was, maybe already as long as him – which was saying something. Noah had to use one full hand to pick up a single testicle of the horse.

“Shit," Noah had to whistle. Every single college guy he had met would be envious of this horse. Kent was just lazing backwards, looking down at him with a smug look on his muzzle.

Kent had made it look so easy, swallowing him up like that and making him finish with a single good suck. Noah wasn't sure where to start with him.

And he said so. “I uh… don't know where to start." Noah finally admitted. “I've done this before!" He made sure to say once more. “You are just… well… I…"

“Hung like a horse?" Kent asked, unable to resist.

“Well I was going to say make every single guy in my life look like a three inch nobody." Noah tried to laugh but he was flushing brightly in the face, still feeling the after math of his own release.

“How about…" Kent sat up a bit, reaching down to pull up his sheath. “A simple kiss?"

Noah didn't know he could flush any more than he already was. Now that all the blood had drained from one head, it was filling up the other.

“A kiss?" Noah asked. Kent only smiled back. And Noah didn't know what else to do and just did as he was told.

Noah leaned down, Kent still holding himself, and kissed that thickening, dripping head with his lips. Kent's pre coated his lips like chap stick. Noah licked them clean.

“Oh, come now. You can do better than that." Kent huffed, resting back, opening his legs even more and closing his eyes.

Noah just swallowed, tasting Kent in his mouth once more. The powerful musk of the horse made him wonder if he'd ever be able to taste anything else other than him.

Noah moved back down, stroking up the side of his sheath. The horse bucked slightly at that, more pre squirting out. Noah moved back over towards that thick opening and kissed once more, licking down into that sheath and going down over Kent and taking as much of him as he could in.

Kent only whinnied at that, tossing his muzzle back and letting the sound roll out of his neck to fill the room as he bucked his hips once more and sprayed a good palm full of his pre into Noah's mouth. He stroked over the back of Noah's head, holding it gently as he rolled his hips back into that tight mouth once more.

Noah jaw already ached as he took more of him in, the horse easily spilling out of his sheath. Noah had to move up with it as Kent gave himself a strong stroke and with it, Noah had to swallow another load of Kent's pre.

The human had to let go, pulling back to get a fresh breath. He rubbed his jaw a bit.

“Told you." Kent smiled down at him. The horse ignored his thick, leaking shaft resting over his stomach and moved down to kiss Noah once more. “Am I too much to handle?" He asked honestly, unable to help the smug smile on his face.

“I see horses get the rep for a reason." Noah had to swallow again. He looked down over the speckled pink, black and white horse cock.

“You don't have to take it all in," Kent had to remind him as he did with anyone else he had been with. It wasn't a challenge. “Just the head. The balls. The length. Play with whatever part of me you want."

“SO, the ultimate adult toy basically?" Noah laughed, kissing his chest and sliding back down to rest at his side. The human took hold of that thick length, feeling the heat of it in his palm. He brought it over to tease and licked at the still leaking head.

“I'd advise," Kent grunted, resting back. “Working your way up…" It was the only hint he was going to give. Thankfully, Noah seemed to pick up on things rather quickly.

Noah moved back down between his leg, looking over that length and up Kent's body. Then back to the hanging, dark brown, almost gray, hanging sack. Noah laid down between his legs, Kent placing one over him as Noah rested his head against the inner most part of the other. He nosed at that hefty sack, kissing one orb and then making out with it.

Holding it with one hand, he stroked up and over the base of Kent's length. His sack had a musky scent to it, the taste of it almost salty. It was warm like the rest of him and was smoother than he'd have thought, feeling almost like fresh leather against his fingertips as he traced every inch of Kent's sack. Noah wouldn't be able to fit one of those testicles into his mouth and could only kiss over it, nosing between them and finally under.

Kent grunted at that, not expecting the human to be so bold. It was the horses turn to squirm on the bed as he felt his tail hole kissed at, licking over and his taint bit.

“Fuck, sugar." Kent licked over his muzzle, shifting his weight to his other side and holding up his rear now with one hand. “Wanting your dessert, I see." The horse only murred as the human nosed right under his sack, Kent moved it over to fall against Noah's face. Kent hugged him then, tightly with his legs and held him there for a good minute before easing back up.

Noah kept his nose right there, under that hefty sack resting over his face as he brought one hand down to stroke over to horse's sensitive tail hole flesh. Along both sides with two fingers and then with those very fingers, sink them deep into the horses rear.

Kent grunted at that, tightening his jaw. The horse didn't tell him to stop so Noah just kept it up, finger fucking the massive horse with two fingers, that soon became three. Then four. Even without lube, the horse insides were slick and the tailhole loose.

Noah wasn't sure if he was fisting him at this point before the tail hole tightened around his wrist and Kent moaned out loudly.

“Get your sweet ass up here." Kent grunted, shifting. The horse first had to let go of Noah's hand.

“I don't think I can take you." Noah honestly said, crawling back up the horse.

“You don't have too." Kent brought those lips back to his. Keeping him there while he took hold of both of Noah's thighs and bright them down on Kent's aching cock. He rubbed that thick head over the man's tail hole, lubing it up with the thickening pre-gushing out of it. The shaft was already pulsing and Kent had to stop himself from humping right there up and into him.

Kent lowered him slowly onto his flared head. He didn't ease up when Noah moaned out loudly, having to hold Kent's wrists for support as the horse sunk a good three inches of him massive length into the tight human.

At least Noah hadn't been lying, this hadn't been his first time and he took his thick length well enough. He'd never be able to handle his double digit incher. That wasn't the point though, all Kent needed was the head buried deep inside his mare.

His cock flared out once more, his shaft throbbing and those massive balls sucking in tightly. And he came. He came so hard Noah ended up crying out as the horse head cupped his tail hole, not a drop of Kent's thick release spilling out of him as the horse filled his rear with his overwhelming release.

It hurt. Not the size of Kent, that was something else. It hurt how much the horse was pumping into him. His stomach was engorging and Noah could only hold onto Kent long neck as he was filled with the stallion potent, thick juices.

It had to be five minutes, Noah figured as he rested on Kent's chest and against his long face a bit now. The horse was easing up by now and it was impossible to tell if he was still coming or not. Noah just rested on his side, breathing loudly in the musky room. The whole room stunk of Kent's release.

At some point Noah had pulled himself off and the horse was still dripping, ruining the sheets they were laying on.

Kent pulled him close, nuzzling down at his face and sharing his breath once more.

“You were wonderful." The horse nuzzled his face, holding him securely now. Noah only groaned, resting against him. “Sh, sh. It'll be easier next time. Promise." And Kent rubbed over his sore rear, using one this digit to plug his leaking hole. The horse grinned as he felt Noah move closer, needing him. Using his heat and wanting to be next to his stallion.

Even an old stallion like him still had it in him.