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Party favor
🕑 Added 2022-07-22 06:41:44 +0000 UTCSergeres patiently waited in the closet, listening to the music coming through the other side of the door, and the voices of the people at the party. Lot of drinking, lot of cheering, and here he was, waiting. The knob of the door began turn and his heart skipped a beat, his lil tail began to shake and he bit his lip as he got an eyeful of a huge stallion, in more than one sense of the word, step in to the closet with him. Sergeres knew immediately what to do, after all he’d been doing this all night, he crawled a lil closer to the horse, and cupped his balls in hand. He weighed the hefty orbs in his palms, each one barely fitting in his grasp, he got to work and tended to them, working his tongue over on them to get the event started.
The Stallion responded with an impatient huff, and grabbed the bun by the ears giving them a tug while slapping his hefty cock over Sergeres’ face, making it very clear what he wanted the small male to tend to. Sergeres blushed, he hadn’t had a customer this forceful or needy tonight, and his heart admittedly was racing. He ran a finger along the broad head of the stallion’s cock, imagining how thick it would get once flared, the idea of that in him had him practically salivating. The rabbit got to work, now on the right target as instructed by the male looming over him, and began to work his tongue up and down the lower half of the rod bellow the medial ring, while his other hand worked along the rim of the head. His own excitement began to grow, evident by his cock standing to attention, throbbing and leaking a dribble of pre on to the carpet floor, not the first stain in this closet tonight, certainly not the last.
The horse let out a few satisfied moans, but his impatience began to grow again, he was told this lil party favor could handle a mustang of his size, and he was determined to make sure he got his fill from this confection. He dragged the bun’s face along the length of the shaft, keeping a tight grip on those ears while he pushed that broad tip of his in to Sergeres’ mouth, a seemingly impossible feat, but one that was achieved with a grunt of the horse and a muffled moan from the hare. Another tug of the ears and that cock went in deeper, the stallion, now confident he’d get the fuck he was promised at this event, smirked, and with his spare hand closed the door to the closet, to enjoy this party favor in private.
A fun little piece for Sergeres, a good reliable customer and patron + alt version
story as always by Melos
