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Around the Track

Chapter 2

By Roofles

Kent did take a shower the next morning. It had been a first in some time for him to wake up before the person he had been with did. He stroked over the sleeping human's face with one brown hoofed finger hand and headed into the bathroom to clean up. He left the door open, letting the shower run as if trying to invite Noah along if he woke up.

The room stunk of the previous night. The sheets were ruined and the bedspread would need a good changing. Looking back, Kent couldn't bring himself to ignore his sleeping companion. Noah would need a shower too, after all. It wasn't for any insidious reason, no. He was just being a good Samaritan.

“Hey, sugar." Kent murmured down against Noah, rubbing over the back of his head with one hand. “Time to get up." Noah groaned in protest as he was rolled back over and helped to sit up; the shower continued to run in the background. “How do you feel?" The large horse asked, crouching down in front of the human. Even off the bed the two were even in height.

“I feel hung over." Noah yawned, pulling back when Kent tried to share his breath with him. He blinked a few times, looking around the room then back at the horse. Kent only smiled, flaring out his pink rimmed nostrils on his white snout and let out his breath again, slow and deep this time for the human to partake in.

It washed over Noah's face. The human finally accepted it with another yawn.

Kent helped him up, guiding the human over to the shower.

“Coffee." Noah said incoherently with several grunts afterward as if degenerating back into a monkey. Kent only laughed at that, messing up his hair.

“I already ordered room service." Kent teased, helping him into the shower. The horse followed, closing the curtain behind them.

It was spacious for the human and cramped for the horse who had to bend over heavily to even feel the spray of the water against his curly thick brown hazelnut mane. Kent shook his thick neck back and forth, turning his muzzle side to side under the spray.

“Here," Noah just grumbled reaching up and washing the stallion's mane for him. Kent only smiled at that as if waiting for him too. Looking like an oversized dork paid off for a change. “Sometimes I wonder what the hell you'd do without me."

“Well, thankfully I don't have to worry about that any time soon." Kent nosed down at him before giving him a warm kiss. He pulled back after taking a seat on the back of the tub. It was normally made to sit on to shave ones legs or for the elderly to take a rest. The horse pulled his thick tail around onto his lap and began dragging his fingers through it, combing the tangles out.

“This isn't a trick, is it?" Noah dared to ask, carefully watching as Kent flicked the tip of that tail at him.

“Would I trick you?" Kent only grinned. Noah rolled his eyes and grabbed a heavy bottle of shampoo and pour it into one palm. He rubbed his hands together until they began to sud up, frothing heavily and splashing on the wet tub floor. Noah wondered if he should get more before he begun.

Noah took the stallion's tail away from him, running his smaller fingers through the hair like a comb. It was coarser than he thought it would be and took a bit more elbow grease to fight out these tangles. Scratching over it Noah continued to rub and knead the soap into Kent's tail, washing it off for him. Noah moved up after, getting another good dose of soap, and proceeded to do the same with his mane.

“Other places need to get love too." Kent rested back a bit, holding onto the side handle bar for support as he lifted one of his legs up onto the side of the tub now.

“They don't pay me enough to do this, you know." Noah frowned at the horse now. His face was nearly in Kent's as he had to get close and personal to wash the curly horse's mane.

“Yeah, and I don't pay you at all." Kent only teased some more as Noah ran his hands over those broad shoulders and crossed the horse's hairy chest. He scratched his fingers, soaping up around his nipples and gave them a playful squeeze and twist. Kent sat up a bit more at that. “Careful, sugar. Not sure if you're ready yet for round two with the big boys."

Noah laughed at that, pushing Kent's muzzle out of his face as he got in a bit closer, now sitting on the horses lap as he soaped up under each one of the brown stallion's heavy arms. He really worked the soap under each arm, knowing just how musky the horse was. Kent hugged those hands to his sides, lowering his arms down over them, trapping them against his sides.

“Oh no, you can't use your hands anymore." The horse tossed his head to one side, flicking his wet curly mane out of his face. In the shower, those curls put Goldilocks to shame (one of the other horses three stalls down from his own room).

Noah only rolled his eyes at that. “You are such an ass."

“We'll get to that later." Kent nipped at his neck now, nuzzling over the side of the younger man's face with his large muzzle. Chewing on his hear and playing with his ear as he huffed a breath against it making Noah squirm to Kent's delight.

Noah only laughed at that, trying not to blush any more than he already was as he took a seat in the stallion's inviting lap. The horse had surprising self-control and constraint; Noah could only see that human like cupped horse cock's head poking out of that full sheath. Noah was already rock hard sitting in the stallions lap.

“Take a picture." Kent chuckled without an ounce of humility as he watch the young human admired his junk between his legs.

“I think I just might." Noah pressed his own groin down against the horse. Kent only smiled at that. It felt good, it felt right for it to be there pressing against his own like this. “No one is going to fucking believe me about any of this…"

“I'm sure the guys will." Kent offered, knowing full well he was going to be sharing these exploits along the grape vine.

Noah stopped at that, he pulled back a bit. “About that…" Noah pulled his arms free as Kent relented. The horse remained seated, even still Noah was easily able to meet eye level with the much taller male. “The guys already make fun of me enough as it is…"

Kent flicked an ear at that but didn't say anything as he let Noah continue, getting it off his chest.

“I mean I haven't told anyone I was… it's none of their damn business." Noah got mad at the thought about it. He hated feeling as if he had to tell people he was gay when, frankly, they didn't go around telling people they were straight! Or bi. Or whatever. “I know," he countered before Kent could bring it up. “They wouldn't think any less of me… they'd still tease me about it. Our relationship wouldn't ever be the same. Some might have issues about it too."

Noah just shook his head on the matter. “I'm not going to like hide who I am. I'm also not about to rub it in someone else face." No matter what the horse said, he'd deny everything if it came down to that.

“Ok." Kent just shrugged.

“Ok? Just… just like that?" Noah smiled.

“Just like that." Kent just shrugged again, he remained seated. The horse rested back against the wall, placing his hands behind his head and looking at the man. “You do know I'm still going to kiss you right?" Kent just brought up matter of factly.

Noah flushed at that. “Well, yeah."

“And share my breath with you." The horse whinnied softly, showing a flash of teeth and toss his head to one side again flicking his curly mane. “And hold you when I want too." Kent just went on, sitting up now. "Hugs. And have you sniff me to let me know if I need another one of these, showers, you go on and on about." The horse had continued teasing the issue with a smile.

“Well, maybe not during work hours?" Noah offered as if trying to compromise as the horse stood back up. Kent rested against the wall with one arm, leaning down over Noah now. The much larger horse blocked out the light and his shadow fell over the human.

“And whose going to stop me from being with the one I'm with?" The stallion snorted at the idea, wanting to meet the man who could. His mane was getting soaked once more and it draped down one side of his face and neck. Noah looked up at that brown fur, white muzzled face.

Noah just ended up snorting himself, laughing at that and slapped the horse on the chest. He shook the idea off and finished washing up. Noah quickly finished rinsing himself off, then proceeded to do the same for Kent. The horse didn't say a word as his legs and butt were soaped up, between and under his tail; Kent even hiked it up so he could do the crack. Noah was thorough and even the horse was blushing a bit by the time they finished and the water began to grow cold.

Noah stepped out first. Kent wanted to grab him from behind, hold him under the water with him. Still, he had the time to spend before they had to go back to work.

You just don't tie down a filly. Not at first anyways. It was half the fun.

“Room service is here." Noah had put on a bathrobe that was four sizes too big for him. It dragged on the ground behind him as he laced up the waist of it. “What kind of tip should I… uh, leave?" Noah asked looking right at the bellboy.

The bellboy just frowned at him, the rabbit looking over the expensive robe he was wearing and at the bottle of wine left out from the previous night. The look on his face told Noah exactly how much he should tip. It wasn't Noah's card that had paid for this, he wasn't just about to charge something to on Kent's card without permission. He'd do that when they went shopping later this week.

“I left it blank." Kent just walked over, dripping wet. The horse had a habit of swaying his ass back and forth when he walked, making his sack bounce with each step he took. Kent wasn't wearing anything. The rabbit was flushed in the face as much as Noah had been. “You took my bathrobe, Sugar." The horse walked over to Noah's side, leaning down to snort in his face before kissing his nose.

“Isn't there more than one?" Noah frowned at him. “You're getting water everywhere." He added looking down those strong, muscular legs and to the horses wet feet. Kent just wiggled his toes on the sobbing wet linoleum floor.

“You didn't dry my legs offs." The horse hadn't dried a single part of himself off. His mane was and tail were still dripping wet.

“Don't tell me I took the only towel too?" Noah rolled his eyes, looking at the rabbit. “Get fucked by a guy and he think he owns you, am I right?" The rabbit had no response to that.

“Thanks," Kent said, resting against the door frame and looking out over the table tray that had been delivered for them.

“A-are you Starlight Rose?" The rabbit asked, just staring at the horse's stomach afraid to look any lower.

“You want an autograph I take it?" The horse just asked casually, lifting one of the metal lids off the hash browns and taking a sniff of them.

“I-I didn't bring a pen." The rabbit searched his pockets frantically.

“Funny, I didn't either. You could check." The horse offered, showing off his naked rear end as he turned around and pulled the table inside. With a flirtatious wink, the horse shut the door in the stunned hares face. “Kids these days. Never seen a horse before you'd think."

“I work with horses for a living." Noah jumped up onto the bed, taking a seat as Kent brought the table over. “I wasn't prepared." He took another lid off. Only problem apparently with hanging out with horse's, the only meat on the table was horse.

Between the toast, the hash browns, fresh fruit and orange juice was the stallion's thick sausage. The horse was rubbing himself as he stood on the other side of the table looking at him. He was dripping now in more places than one.

“Did you want any horseradish with anything?" Kent offered.

Noah just tossed the towel at his face. “Dry off, you're leaking on breakfast."

It was nearly an hour later by the time the two checked out. Kent leaving another hefty tip for the cleaning crew that had to get the room ready for the next person. They thanked the staff, knowing most of them already, and headed out.

“Back to work?" Kent groaned. He only had on a pair of slacks and a bathrobe on. The bathrobe in the room apparently had come from the horse's dressing room and belonged too him. Noah was wondering why it had been so large, and smelled like the horse.

“It is only Friday." Noah was looking at the receipt they had been given. “How much did you tip?"

“Why?" Kent asked, his eyebrow lifting up as he regarded Noah.

“I need to know how much I owe you for the room." Noah just said as if it were obvious why he had wanted a receipt to begin with. “Dinner, breakfast… an overnight stay, room service on top of it." Noah was trying to calculate without any of the prices in front of him. He had done some of the billing for the Bed and Breakfast in the past. He was already coming up with a rough sum.

“Nothing." Kent laughed loudly, making a few nearby ladies look over at him. “It was all on me." Kent motioned down over himself at this. “I would've even let you eat breakfast off this stud, for free." He winked down at Noah.

Noah didn't find it amusing however. “I'll send you a check." It was a Friday morning and the ranch was already becoming crowded. It'd be a busy day and Noah was going back into boring work mode.

Kent just snorted at that, tossing his still damp mane behind him like a L'oreal commercial. “And if I don't cash it?" The horse stopped at that, crossing his arms over his burly, hairy chest and looking down at the human.

Noah looked back, stopping himself. “Well…" Noah couldn't come up with a solution. “I'll just slip it into your weekly pay."

“I could live comfortably for the rest of my days without opening another one of dem envelopes, Sugar." Kent just shrugged both shoulders and arms as if trying to make Noah admit defeat on the matter.

“I know how much you make. AND how much you spend. I do your taxes, dummy." Noah rolled his eyes. “You aren't going to win this."

Noah really shouldn't have said that as the horse strutted over, bending over and stuck that large snout right in his face. Kent snorted out heavily against it. “I'm a star, Sugar. I always get what I want in the end." And he kept his face only two inches from Noah's until the human back off, blushing at the stares they were getting now.

“Is that what last night was?" Noah tried to laugh it off, he was still blushing as he continued toward the stables. There were several races schedule even before the lunch rush. Far too many things to do, bets to rig, money to count for Noah to be dealing with this right here, right now in the open with witnesses.

“Something like that." Kent snorted loudly and followed after.

The two entered the stables via a employee only access, Noah swiping his card before it would unlock for them. The behind the stage of the stables were something they tried to keep away from the public eye and, like them, on the down low. People like to think of this place like an old Western ranch, with heavy gambling that is. The back stage would ruin the experience for some of the more enthusiastic customers who even dressed up and “talk the cowboy talk" as many of them referred to it as.

There was a large table spread set out already and Noah quickly went over to grab a fresh cup of coffee.

“Stall 17 and 19 are down again." Madison, a mule, came over quickly to tell him. The mule had a pair of glasses resting on the end of his nose, a warm scarf wrapped around his neck and was wearing fall cloths. “Heater is also on the fritz again." He explained quickly.

Noah just nodded, taking another drink of java juice before answering. “You call BT about it already?"

“Who else would they call?" A horse said loudly from behind. BT, a black stallion, waved at the trio. BT looked Kent over, giving him a toothy smile. Like some of the other horses, BT only showed off his front teeth when he smiled. “Early morning or long night?" The horse just asked.

“Why can't it be both?" Kent just gave him a wink, taking Noah's cup of coffee and finishing it for him.

“You should be working on the heater, B." Noah got himself enough cup. BT took it and drank it. Noah only grumbled at that but didn't say anything, grabbing yet another cup. The mule wanted to take it from him, be like one of the horses, but didn't. Noah just passed it over to him anyways feeling bad for one of the few staff members here he called friend.

“I will. If you say my name." The stallion showed off his teeth again with that smile, stomping a foot and whinnying as he tossed his head up. The horses here were far more expressive than most were in public. It brought in the extra big tips after all.

“I'm not saying your name." Noah only frowned more, taking another sip of the scolding hot coffee and looking at him. He added creamer to the cup, still not taking his eyes off as he used a wooden stick to stir it.

“Come on, I'll have it and 17 back up before you even finish." BT pressed. Kent chuckled, looking down at the human. Being shorter than the average staff member here made this all the worse. At least Noah and Madison were nearly the same height; then again, they picked on the mule for that too.

“Fine," Noah sighed giving in. “Help me Butt Stallion, you're my only hope."

BT slapped his leg at that, laughed and rustled his hair afterwards. “And here of all people, I figured you'd like my name." And with a wink the horse headed off, grabbing a few donuts as he went. BT wasn't wearing much either, shirtless the horse had a loose pair of carpenter pants on, a belt and a pair of cowboy boots. He looked as if he were about to walk onto the set of a porno.

“Does anyone actually get the memo about dress code?" Noah sighed, looking over at Madison. The mule smiled at him. “Ok, I'm glad someone does."

“That's because he's a tool." Kent pointed out with a whinny of his own. He bid the two farewell, “see you for lunch!" He waved at Noah as he trotted off.

“What a couple of asses." Madison frowned as they finally left the two. “And that's coming from a mule!" He said loudly.

Noah laughed in agreement. “Yeah, they aren't that bad though." Noah watched Kent's fine rear swaying back and forth, the tail hiked up high before he disappeared around the far corner. "Not bad at all..."

“Don't know how you handle it." Madison just shook his head side to side and the two headed back towards the office. Madison was Noah's assistant after all. “You finish filing the reports?"

“Most of them." Noah yawned as they walked up the stairs. “Got a bit, distracted… last night."

Madison eyes widen as he gave Noah a knowing smile. “Booty call, huh?"

"Something like that." Noah just agreed, without going into the gritty details.

"Can't believe you're getting some before me." The mule motioned down to his junk at the top of the back-stage stairs. “I might not be as tall as those horses but I got it where it counts." Noah rolled his eyes and unlocked the office door. He was the only one with a key to it; the mule having been waiting around for him to come in.

The two were close, confining in each other over the years. It was hard for Noah to relate to the others member of the staff, being the only human here. Madison felt the same, having to deal with a bunch of thoroughbreds. Being born a mule meant you were born a joke.

Singled out, picked on, given the grunt work. Just another reason why he connected with Noah who could understand his pain.

“What are your plans for lunch?" Madison asked a good half hour later.

“Kent wanted to do something." Noah just shrugged, unsure what it was.

“Why do you want to hang out with Star?" While Noah found the names to be amusing, Madison found them to be nothing more than a joke. “He's just so… so full of himself!" The mule grumbled bitterly.

“Well that's not always bad. Kind of nice to be around someone who isn't always down on themselves," Noah omitted yesterday and the other times he found Kent blacked out from drinking.

“What are you guys even going to do?" The mule just asked, chewing on his words as if it was a pile of hay.

“Well, I've been meaning to talk to him about future career paths he could take." Noah had been meaning too for some time. Last night had been a great time to bring it up. It was hard to talk about work with everything that had come up and gone on. Noah's rear was still sore.

“Career paths? Isn't that already set for them?" Madison folded his arms over his chest and rested back in the chair next to Noah's desk. While Madison office room was downstairs, the two preferred to work up here together. It was easier than calling the mule up every couple of minutes to file something or send out an address to the staff.

“Well yeah, that's kind of the point though. Unlike us," Noah motioned between the two of them. “They are on a… time limit, lets say. Like an actor or a football player, they have to keep their health up. Even the smallest of accidents can ruin their career. They can't do anything too scandalous either." And he waved his fingers in the air with a laugh as if making a spooky sound. “Or the papers will eat them alive, oooooh."

“Oh, woe is them. The rich and famous have it so hard." Madison scoffed.

“Well, time isn't their friend either. Once you get too old," Noah bit his lip trying not to think of Kent's case. “You get replaced. Or typecast, pigeonholed into doing the same shtick the rest of your life. Some people go mad because of it."

“Or become a washed up has-been like Snowflake," Madison brought up one of the oldest members Noah had met when he first joined up and became, dubbed, stableboy back in the day.

“Yah, that's what I'm trying to make sure doesn't happen to Kent." Noah sighed heavily, pushing back from the desk a little bit. “Whatever did become of Snowflake, uh… these days."

“Well," Madison had to think it over. “When the acting gig didn't go through as planned he hit the commercial market." They both winced at that. “Then became an acting teacher." And Noah winced again. That was like hitting rock bottom for actors, as if just admitting it was over. “He tried to do a comeback tour. That was about the time the drugs issue got way out of hand. I think he's prostituting himself these days."

Noah looked at him at that.

“Not like a whore. More like for kids shows and stuff." Madison shook his head. “He'd get more respect as a whore though." And the mule laughed, finding the whole thing a bit funny. Snowflake had been an asshole after all, a major drama queen that had more ego than talent and the mule was glad to see his plane going down in flames.

Kent had shortly taken his spot after Snowflake left to make a name of himself, becoming the Star of the track and rodeo. Now, Kent was beginning to walk down the same path Snowflake had and if Noah didn't figure something out fast he'd end up dead; or worse, doing kid's parties. At least if he was a whore, Noah could still sleep with him.

“How about tonight then?" Madison asked as Noah was closing things down for lunch.

“Huh?" Noah just said tactfully, unaware what the mule had been asking him about. He had other thoughts on his mind.

“Tonight. The new Star Wars came out, want to see it... together?" Madison offered once more. “Grab something to eat while we're out?" The mule offered friendly enough.

“Did it come out already? Damn, been so preoccupied I missed opening night." Noah dragged his hands down his face. “This job is killing me slowly."

“Not having a social life doesn't actually make you dead." Madison laughed, clapping a hand on his back and opening the door for them. The mule walked snout first into Kent, the large brown horse just about to knock on the door.

Kent grunted as the mule walked into him, looking down. “Maddy." The horse teased as the mule back off. Noah waved at him as he came into the room. “Ready, Sugar?"

“Almost." Noah slipped one of the coats from the rack on, giving himself a once over in the mirror and changing it. “Cold outside?"

“It is almost Winter." Kent nodded. “Should wear the leather one with that frilly bead laces. You know the one I mean."

“I am not wearing that." Noah rolled his eyes, finding it a bit offensive. He had gotten it as a gift last year and had only tried it on once. Rides-With-Saddles was the one who pointed out that it was in poor taste. Noah took the native horse's word on the matter and wasn't sure why he hadn't gotten rid of it yet.

“You look fine, Sugar." Kent just waved him off as Noah tried on another coat. “And you thought I was the diva." Kent had laughed, Noah was changing jackets again. “Holy fuck, just pick one! Or I'm dragging you out of here without one."

The two bickered as Madison watched with a deepening frown. “Sugar?" He mouthed the word to Noah when he finally decided on a jacket, walking by.

Noah just shrugged. “I'll be back in the hour. I want to go over those returns." And Noah gave the mule a hug before heading out.

“We're still on for tonight, right?" Madison called down the stairs after them.

“Yeah!" Noah gave a wave, Kent watching the two. “He wants to go see the new Star Wars." Noah explained.

“Hah, I remember seeing the first one as a colt." Kent shook his head. “What? I'm old." The horse just laughed.

“You're like, what? Fifty?" Noah teased. Kent snorted at that. “Forty?" The horse shifted one hand back and forth. “Thirty then." Noah laughed.

“I can live with being thirty, again." Kent smiled broadly at the idea. And he scooped Noah up in a hug. “Getting younger every day with you."

Noah grunted as he was hugged like a squeeze toy. “T-that's why you hang out with me?" He laughed, tapping out on Kent's muscular arm. “I give, you win. You can take my youth."

“Deal." Kent gave a nuzzle with his broad snout against the side of his face before letting him go. “And here I was hoping just to have you all to myself again tonight?"

“Two in a row? Going for a record?" Noah nudged the horse, teasing him. “Where we heading anyways?"

Kent motioned towards the stadium surrounding the race track and Noah just tagged along behind. The two shot the breeze, talking about the weather and about the up and coming holidays.

“Family wants me to come over." Kent just shrugged.

“I'm just planning to do what I do every year. Work on holiday bonuses, throw a small party for everyone and then just…" Noah ended at that.

“You don't have to pull my tail," Kent snorted, shaking his head angrily. “I'll come to your dumb party already." And he grinned. “Be having free booze there right?"

“Yes," Noah thanked him for holding the door open as they walked in through the front entrance. It was back to back with people inside and Kent ended up holding onto one of Noah's shoulder so they didn't get separated. “I think you should take it easy with the alcohol." Noah tried to say over the roar of the crowd.

“What?" Kent just perked an ear, cupping a hand around it. Noah was sure he had heard him from that smug look the horse gave him after. “I'm deaf, not old." The horse whinny.

“Got that the other way around." Noah only laughed, holding onto his hand now as a wave of people tried to pull them apart. "I'll never let go, Jack!" Noah joked but then was nearly almost pulled away and clung to Kent a bit tighter. People got crazy when the holidays came around, some last minute idiots were hoping to win it big with gambling to pay for the holidays.

Someone bumped into Noah's back, cursing at the human and walked off before either of them could even see if it was a cat or a really ugly dog.

Kent grumbled at that, moving down now and crouching low to the floor. Noah wasn't sure what he was doing until the horse stuck his large head between his legs and hoisted him up over the crowd giving him a piggy back ride. Noah looked over the crowd wondering if this is how Kent always saw the world. It was easy to be a star with your head in the clouds like this.

“Shouldn't you be wearing a saddle for this?" Noah asked. If he hadn't been as close as he was with Kent he wouldn't have dared to bring it up for fear the horse socking him in the face after. It could be a touchy subject, the stereotype of it. A lot of stupid humans made the mistake and ended up with a black eye or worse.

“You know I don't use protection." Kent said a bit too loud, making several more people look at the horse as he waded through the crowd of people and towards the VIP section. He flashed his badge at the security guard. The security horse was wearing a “bucking bronco" shirt and thumbed over his shoulder for them to head inside.

“Thanks, Salt Lick." Noah waved at the security guard who lowered his dark shades to look up at him.

“He's with me." Kent just said, ducking down to go into the elevator.

“Not like that." Noah correctly quickly, being set down by the brown fur horse.

“Not like that." Kent agreed, using a thumb and his other hand to motion at something they had been and would be doing this night. Salt just went back to his duty, adjusting his pants a bit. “What?" Kent just looked at Noah as the door closed. “It's Salt. He won't tell anyone."

“Still."

“We could invite him up." Kent just offered as if that'd make things better. “Bring him into the secret."

“Why don't we just bring everyone in then?" Noah laughed at the idea.

“Great idea! We can do it during the Christmas party. Giant orgy. Horse slongs everywhere! We can decorate the room with dildos and string up those flesh lights. Free lube at the door. With free escorts for the losers without anyone." Kent just nodded, thinking it over. “Why aren't you writing this down?"

“Right." Noah rolled his eyes. "Isn't the point of an orgy is to like... not be alone?" Noah laughed.

“Some of the loneliest people in the world are the ones at an orgy…" Kent said seriously, his face going dark.

“Maybe the ones who weren't invited." Noah only laughed it off. “You actually rented out the deluxe suite?" Noah ended up asking only after walking into the balcony.

The far wall overlooked the whole stadium; large windows having been set in it to let you watch the shows below. There was a mini bar on the other corner, a large half circle sofa in the middle of the room, around an artificial fire pit with fake logs burning inside already for them. There was even a buffet set up in one of the corners. Several chairs had been pushed over towards the window with empty win glasses next to each.

“You know this place is priced for like, a large party right?" Noah asked turning around just in time for that large snout to push against his face. The pink nostrils only highlighted by the white upper muzzle; they flared out as Kent let a heavy breath out. The warm breath washed over Noah's face.

“I had a coupon." Kent only teased, turning his muzzle to one side and kissing him forcefully, wrapping his arms around the smaller male and lifting him up. “And a discount." The horse went on, pulling back just enough for Noah to catch his breath before kissing him roughly again, sliding his thick tongue into the humans mouth. Noah tasted him once more, swallowing as he panted hotly in the face as Kent withdrew again. “Also mortgage the house." And kissed him once again, barely giving Noah the chance to recover from the last.

A long, succulent kiss that left him thirsty for more as the horse set him back down. Kent wiped his lips off with the back of one hand, swallowing loudly.

“It's good to know how much you can swallow." The stallion flicked his curly brown mane out of his face.

Noah wiped his own mouth off, walking over with the horse to the table. “Har, har." The man looked at what they had on the menu. “Yogurt? A lot, a LOT of yogurt."

“It's a parfait table. You gays like parfait right?" Kent laughed, rubbing his back. Kent gave him the once over.

“You got a parfait table and the VIP box because…" Noah tried to calculate just how much he was going to have to owe him after this one. “Because I slept with you yesterday?"

“And hopefully today too. Get you in the mood." Kent nodded.

"Because us gays just go wild for parfaits. Just about to drop trow and bend over?"

Kent laughed, taking a half step closer and nuzzling at Noah's face. “Don't worry about it, Sugar. It's all on me."

Noah flushed a bit at that, the horse sniffing at his hair a bit before pulling back.

“The race is going to start soon." Kent motioned over towards the window and up at one of the several TV screens set up.

“You betting again?" Noah only asked, looking over the table one more time before heading over to join the horse. Kent was too eager to watch the game just to cheer for the others.

Kent took a heavy seat on the circular couch in the dead center of the balcony. The horse groaned, resting his neck back and undoing his zipper. He was wearing an open leather sports jacket and denim jeans, the pants didn't stay on for long. The horse even took off his shoes.

“I didn't even know you owned a pair." Noah took a seat next to him, the horse was busy fussy with the remote.

“There really should just be an on/off button on this damn thing." Kent just grumbled down at it. Noah took it and turned on the TVs, turning the volume up a bit as well. They were connected to the cameras outside overlooking the track, giving them a live feed from all angles.

“I also wear sandals." Kent said finally addressing what Noah had asked. “Have you ever been in the group showers?" He shuddered. “I need my own private shower." He turned his head to the side.

“Entering Diva territory again." Noah chuckled and was shoved back by one of Kent's socked feet.

“Shut up and get to rubbing." Kent folded his arms over his chest, resting back as he looked down at the man.

“I'm just your man servant, huh?" Noah laughed taking hold of one of his socked feet.

Noah just rubbed his socked foot in his face a bit more. “I paid for you, I can do what I want." Kent made sure to give him a big smile after that, bring his other foot up to push against Noah's side. “It's been ages since you've rubbed my feet."

Noah pushed himself back and up a bit before picking one of Kent's socked feet up to continue where he left off. He rubbed over it through the fabric. “When did I rub your feet?"

“It was like months ago." Kent had to think it over a bit. “I twisted my ankle... I recall. And you ended up getting a brace for me. Getting some of that icy hot stuff and then we laid out like this… and you rubbed my foot for the rest of the night." Kent was looking down at him now, with a soft warm smile on his snout.

“That… that was a while ago, yeah." Noah blushed finally recalling. “Was afraid we'd have to take you in to get it checked out."

“Or take me out back to shoot?" Kent was the one to make the joke, Noah not feeling right too. Kent groaned, resting back. “That feels so damn good... It's been too long. I'm officially making you my foot slave."

“Can't believe you even remembered that." Noah took a sock off for Kent, ignoring what the horse had said and began working on one of the horse's large bare feet with both hands now. They were almost human if not for the hoofed toes at the end. “You had taken a, well, horse tranquilizer after that. I figured you wouldn't recall anything from that night."

“I didn't." Kent just said, turning away from one of the TVs to look down at him.

“What do you mean you didn't? I was the one who got it for you!" Noah asked. He blushed a bit more as Kent pushed his big toe against the human's nose.

“You did give it to me. I didn't take it though." Kent just rested back like he had done in the shower, placing both his hands behind his head and looking down at him with that warm, soft smile. Then Kent brought his other socked foot up to rub it against Noah's face with a laugh. “Like I'd want to forget that night."

Noah closed one eye as Kent kept his socked foot right against his face. Noah continued to rub the other one, up over the leathery sole and to the toes. Folding them back and then curling them in on themselves as he stretched each toe out. Kent moaned softly at that, spreading his toes for him and pushing him a bit more with his socked foot.

“What do you mean?" Noah asked. The horse's downstairs liked it when they got injured. They would joke and laugh it off right before getting the large pill that could knock a, well, a horse out. They had to let two go this year; they had been purposely getting injured to get the drug.

“Everyone else left me…" Kent frowned a bit now, one of his large ears flicking as if trying to get an annoying fly to leave it alone. “I mean. They made sure I was ok and stuff. Just, after that they went about doing whatever. And just… you were the only one who stuck around after it happened." Kent wasn't looking at Noah now, he was looking at one of the TV screens.

Kent's toes curled around one of Noah's hands as if it were his way of giving him a hug from this position. Noah chuckled at that.

“You stayed the whole night. Just rubbing my foot, making sure I was ok. Comfortable. Happy…" Kent cleared his throat a bit pulling his legs back. “That's good enough." Kent might have even been blushing as he looked back at the TV, trying to casually play this off.

“I haven't even started on the other one yet." Noah just smiled when Kent looked back at him. The horse's ears stood upright, slightly forward and the brown fur, white muzzled horse snorted at that.

“Well, if you insist." Kent just gave in, scooting over a bit closer before laying on his back now and offering up his feet once more. The horse had to shift his weight to one side as he pulled his large tail out from under him, letting it drape off the side of the circular sofa like a curtain.

Noah blushed at that, seeing the horse's firm rear kept tightly snug in those boxer briefs he was wearing. They held very little to the imagination, the front of Kent's sheath was clearly visible. The fabric unable to contain all of him in it. Lewd thoughts ran through Noah's head as he got a face full of the horse's foot again. The toes clamping around his nose as the socked one came down to rest in his lap. The large heel resting right between his legs and pressed against the bulge forming in the ever tightening pants the human wore. This wasn't missed by the horse who only grinned, pushing both feet roughly against the man now.

Letting him love on his feet like this. Maybe he would make Noah his official foot servant.

Noah continued to massage the socked one in his lap with both hands, closing his eyes as Kent rubbed the other all over his face. Having Noah kiss each one of his toes and sliding his nose between them. The sole of his feet were warm and felt like rough leather. They smelled like the earth and of hay, only slightly damp with the horse's sweat from the day.

“Yes!" Kent jumped pulling Noah back to the present. “Pussy Galore just won."

“Horse might be big but he got speed, that's for sure." Noah agreed. “Congratulations. How much you win?" Kent only rubbed his foot once more in Noah's face.

“Not enough to pay for all this." Kent laughed loudly. “But enough to treat you tonight." The horse shook his head, sitting up a bit now and pushing a bit more weight against him. Those strong soles pressing warmly against Noah now.

“I got plans." Noah said, managing to pull Kent's foot out of his face. The horse sat now with both his legs around the man. “Remember? Madison and I are going to see the new Star Wars movie."

“You mean Madison, I and my Starlight are going to see the new movie." The horse teased, wrapping his legs around his back now, locking his ankles together so Noah couldn't just pull them free.

“I didn't know you wanted to see it..."

“Believe it or not, I own the first whole collection. The original, not the remake. I even have a projector to watch them on." Kent's grin only widened at the look he got at that. “So, maybe after watching this one, it's like a prequel, right? We can go back to my place and I'll treat you to the original three. Make a Friday night out of you yet," the horse teased bending over a bit.

“I really have been meaning to watch the first three again…" Noah thought that over.

“Then it's settled." Kent clapped a hand on his head, messing up Noah's hair and laying back down still with the man between his legs.

“Can I at least get a yogurt?" Noah pleaded with his eyes, looking over at the table. “I haven't had anything since breakfast."

Kent just gave him a look. “Ok, ok. I'll grab you something." And the horse got up, letting him go and walked over to the buffet. "Don't go anywhere now, Sugar." Kent flicked his tail at the man as he began putting a bunch of things into a bowl and headed back over. He waved a hand and Noah scooted back a bit for the large horse.

Kent laid out on the circular couch the best he could, keeping one leg on the floor for support. The horse shook a can of whip cream and Noah only then noticed the horse was butt naked from the waist down. He didn't have much time to react as Kent emptied half the bottle of whipped cream into his lap and then began to decorate it with blueberries, granola, and raspberry.

Noah had to stop him from adding the chocolate syrup over the top.

“Bon appetite!" Kent just opened his arms up to show off his groin.

“You got to be kidding me…" Noah could only laugh, covering his face at it as he flushed even redder than he had before.

“What?" Kent sat up, looking down at himself. “Oh, I forgot the cherry." He nodded as if that was the issue.

“Don't move. It's already going to be a bitch to clean this up." Noah had to stop him, knowing full well even with the dessert in his lap Kent would get up to go over to find one. He would drive down to the super market to get one like this if that's what it took.

“Well better get eating fast then?" Kent just shrugged as if it was the only option they had. "Don't want to make even a bigger mess, do we?"

“Do you at least have a spoon?" And Kent let him get up to go get one for the two of them.

“I can't believe Space Unicorn keeps coming in second." Noah just said, watching the tv as he scooped another decent amount with a blueberry and granola on it from Kent's groin. Noah was trying his best to eat the parts that weren't directly touching the horse's hefty sack and sheath.

“I think he's doing it on purpose." Kent pointed out, licking his chops before fingering himself again for some more. He didn't take get it for himself, instead offering it to Noah. The human only blushed and took it timidly, sucking on his finger until Kent pulled it out.

The horse used the same finger to get another decent amount and tasted it himself.

“See," Kent pointed out as if they weren't eating off the horse. “He keeps lagging during the last turn. It makes him end up in second or third place."

“Are you sure he's doing it on purpose?" Noah asked, having to stop himself from licking the spoon he had been using clean. “This is a little…"

“Romantic?" Kent just offered. “And yeah, I think he is. Space is usually far faster."

“I guess you do add a… saltiness to it?" Noah joked.

“Just wait until you have to lick your plate clean." Kent gave him a wink, turning back to the TV. The horse ran a finger up between his thigh and ball sack, offering it to Noah again without looking. The human didn't take it this time. “It's good for you." Kent made a brr sound as if it were an airplane going in for a landing and not a finger covered in whip cream from his groin.

Noah just frowned at that.

“It's your favorite, horse!" Kent grinned and ended up rubbing his finger all over his closed mouth until Noah gave in and licked his finger and lips clean. The horse snorted at that, shifting his weight. “Ok, now for the rest of me."

Kent rested back, lifting his other leg up and motioning down at him. “Really get in there. You don't want to leave whip cream under your balls."

“You say that from… experience?" Noah dared to ask. Kent only smiled.

“I've sown my fair share of wild oats over the years, Sugar. Done some crazy stuff." Kent sat back up bringing Noah over to give him a kiss, coaxing those lips to part for him so he could taste him again. “Let me share some of those things with you." The horse bumped his large nose against Noah's cheek. “If you don't like it, we can stop." The horse nipped at his ear, making the human shudder.

“W-well, if it's with you." Noah offered, not wanting to admit he was curious. He ran one hand down the horse's chest and over his thigh.

Kent didn't lay back, just sitting in front of him, coaxing him along as Noah kissed at his chest. Giving it a playful bite. Down over the horse's stomach, Kent sucking it in, and licking over the horse's dripping tip. Noah couldn't tell what part was whip cream and what part was Kent. All Noah knew was that it went down smooth.

Noah was on all fours with Kent holding his back now, licking over his darkened furless fleshed sheath and down his inner thigh. His legs were covered in that soft brown fur, the stallion's sheath wasn't. It made cleaned up far easier than Noah had thought. Like licking over a human, if much larger in size. Warm to the touch and resting in a very large sleeping bag.

Noah's jaw was beginning to ache by the time he had clean it up, moving down to Kent's dripping sack. The raw heat of the equine melting the whip cream. Kent was sweating a little and Noah was tasting more of more of the horse than of lunch as he pushed his face into the crook of Kent's open leg. The horse murred at that, clenching his rear and relaxing back into that probing tongue.

Kent didn't even need to lift his sack up this time as Noah did it for him, getting underneath and around the hefty horse's package and licking it clean. Noah rubbed up his thighs with both hands as he nosed down the horses taint to lick over his tail hole, just once, pulling at the sensitive flesh with his tongue and back up.

Noah withdrew, panting from the raw heat that had been pumping against his face from the horse's groin. He was sweating now as he looked up at the horse. Kent snorted at the look.

“Well, since you did such a great job." The horse brought that face back down to his groin, pressing his cupped horse cock against his lips. “I think you deserve lunch."

Kent held the back of Noah's head as he began to pump his shaft quickly with his other hand. Noah could barely fit the head of it into his mouth, gagging at the size as he was forced away from that groin as Kent slid free from his hefty sheath; his length quickly growing. The horse still held the back of Noah's head, pumping himself faster now with his other hand.

“Come on baby, come on." Kent grunted, closing his eyes. “Come on." He groaned low and deep as he clenched his toes against the carpet and cushion. Noah licked and teased his head still in his mouth, sticking his tongue right into the gaping opening of it. Kent large tail raising up at that as he gritted his teeth and finally with a loud whinny blew his load into Noah.

The human struggled with the amount, trying to pull back. Kent held him firmly in place as the human was forced to gulp down one mouth full after another of the horse's musky, bitter release. Noah could only close his eyes as it spilled out of his mouth, down his throat and filling his belly. It had just been like the other night, the sheer amount of Kent's release was almost too much for the smaller male to take.

Noah coughed, sputtered with horse spooge running down his nose as he finally got a chance to catch his breath. Noah took a seat on the couch again, rubbing his gut and groaning out.

“I guess I didn't need to buy a buffet table, huh?" The horse teased, moving over to lick over his face and clean him up a bit. Pushing him down onto his back now and crawling up over him, kissing and licking at him as Kent loved down on his body.

The horse didn't even need to say it as Kent kissed his way down Noah's neck, over his chest and to his stomach. The horse planted a massive kiss on his filled belly and then down, using only his teeth to undo Noah's pants.

Noah's dick jumped out of them as Kent pulled the zipper down. The horse using his long tongue to wrap around him, bringing it up into his muzzle to suckle on like a plump carrot. The horse easily able to fit all of him into his snout. Kent licked down into Noah's briefs, scooping up his musky balls and taking them in too. Then licked down once more to taste Noah's taint and tease his tail hole, bobbing his head down on the human as he did so.

It wasn't long before Noah came again. Kent hungrily drinking him all down, stroking up his bare thighs with both his hoofed hands. Kent ran his fingers over his sides and up his back, then around his chest and back to his stomach.

“What are you doing to me?" Noah just groaned, squirming as the horse continued to tease his spent head.

“You just don't cum enough." Kent licked his chops, crawling back over him to look down into his face.

“Well you do." Noah even hiccuped at that, wiping his mouth. “Enough for me, you and then some." He just groaned. “I might call out for the rest of the day."

Kent just smirked at that, licking at his exposed neck. “I wouldn't mind that a single bit." The horse growled now, hugging and holding him against the couch.

Noah groaned again, holding onto the horse's neck as he continued to digest his lunch.