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EvaRose
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- Joined
- Sep 12, 2013
Music, booze, girls, girls, and more girls. There were so many girls at the party, so many hot asses for him to stare at and wonder what it'd be like to see bare. It was well known that he liked looking at girl's asses, and they didn't seem to mind it if he smacked them or stared at their bodies. He was the captain of the football team after all. Being nine feet and nine inches tall, with a muscular tone to his body and able to bring almost every anthro, besides his fellow muscular horse anthros, down on the ground with ease. He played sports ever since he could remember and that showed in his body. His legs were muscular, his arms were muscular, he was sporting a six pack. He was a handsome horse anthro really, what every other stallion aspired to be.
With a soft groan, the eighteen year old sat up slowly, blinking his eyes open as he tried to think about what happened the night before. With his parents out of town and nobody in the house but himself and his brother, of course he was going to throw the most amazing party of the year! There was alcohol, there were girls who constantly lifted their shirt or pulled their pants down for him. His brown eyes glanced at many different breasts and behinds that night, but he didn't have sex with a single one. That was the problem with anthros. As long as they weren't horse anthros, they would tease all they wanted. When it came to actually having sex with a male of his size though, they all chickened out. It was for a good reason too. His muscles weren't the only things that were big after all.
"Oh god," he muttered under his breath as he turned over onto his stomach, forgetting about his morning wood until then. He woke up like that a few times every week, though it usually happened every day. He blamed it on the females in his school, always going around and shaking their asses while wearing such short skirts. He couldn't take it when they did that, and it was hard for a stallion of his size to hide a hard on. With another sigh, he rolled over onto his back, staring up at the ceiling above. His black and white room was simple, with a few touches of color here and there because of his books and a item or two. Almost everything was black or white though, just like him. He had a paint horse coat, black with giant splotches of white on his fur. The hair atop his head was white, while his tail happened to be black.
Ring, ring, ring His phone rang from where it was on the bedside dresser and he picked it up, looking at the text message from his parents. 'Happy birthday Deegan. Your mom and I will be back Monday, and we want the house spotless.'
Deegan snorted softly, setting the phone down then getting off the bed, wearing a pair of grey boxers that felt too tight for his taste. He didn't waste his time doing things like cleaning. He was the one that made the mess, while the Mare was supposed to clean it. The jock actually smiled as he thought of his brother, wondering if he had sex for once. Deegan was no virgin. He had sex with only two girls though, every other female that caught a glimpse of his bare monster either went pale or fainted. The last time he had sex was a year ago, and it was frustrating. He wanted to be in something nice and tight and warm. His hands were good, but there was nothing like fucking somebody. The sheer thought of having a girl under him, bending her to his will until she wanted nothing but his monster of a cock was a delicious idea. He never truly noticed it then, the fact that he always thought about fucking them in the ass. He heard it was nice though, and his horny, teenaged boy mind sent him to many a naughty place when he was bored.
The stallion mumbled softly as he walked out of his room, looking at the mess that was made by his guests the night before. There were cans and bottles, chips and bras, panties and unused condoms. He laughed at the sight, knowing that some guys scored or missed a chance to have sex last night. Strangely enough, it seemed like everybody bailed. He looked into his parents' room as he passed it and was relieved to find that it was clean, and possibly the only room that was clean. Once he was sure that nobody was passed out on the floor in there, he continued to make his way to his brother's room. "Hey Mare," he called out before knocking on the door, "wake up already, you have to help me clean up!" He wasn't the most patient stallion though, and after a few seconds he took hold of the doorknob and opened the door.
With a soft groan, the eighteen year old sat up slowly, blinking his eyes open as he tried to think about what happened the night before. With his parents out of town and nobody in the house but himself and his brother, of course he was going to throw the most amazing party of the year! There was alcohol, there were girls who constantly lifted their shirt or pulled their pants down for him. His brown eyes glanced at many different breasts and behinds that night, but he didn't have sex with a single one. That was the problem with anthros. As long as they weren't horse anthros, they would tease all they wanted. When it came to actually having sex with a male of his size though, they all chickened out. It was for a good reason too. His muscles weren't the only things that were big after all.
"Oh god," he muttered under his breath as he turned over onto his stomach, forgetting about his morning wood until then. He woke up like that a few times every week, though it usually happened every day. He blamed it on the females in his school, always going around and shaking their asses while wearing such short skirts. He couldn't take it when they did that, and it was hard for a stallion of his size to hide a hard on. With another sigh, he rolled over onto his back, staring up at the ceiling above. His black and white room was simple, with a few touches of color here and there because of his books and a item or two. Almost everything was black or white though, just like him. He had a paint horse coat, black with giant splotches of white on his fur. The hair atop his head was white, while his tail happened to be black.
Ring, ring, ring His phone rang from where it was on the bedside dresser and he picked it up, looking at the text message from his parents. 'Happy birthday Deegan. Your mom and I will be back Monday, and we want the house spotless.'
Deegan snorted softly, setting the phone down then getting off the bed, wearing a pair of grey boxers that felt too tight for his taste. He didn't waste his time doing things like cleaning. He was the one that made the mess, while the Mare was supposed to clean it. The jock actually smiled as he thought of his brother, wondering if he had sex for once. Deegan was no virgin. He had sex with only two girls though, every other female that caught a glimpse of his bare monster either went pale or fainted. The last time he had sex was a year ago, and it was frustrating. He wanted to be in something nice and tight and warm. His hands were good, but there was nothing like fucking somebody. The sheer thought of having a girl under him, bending her to his will until she wanted nothing but his monster of a cock was a delicious idea. He never truly noticed it then, the fact that he always thought about fucking them in the ass. He heard it was nice though, and his horny, teenaged boy mind sent him to many a naughty place when he was bored.
The stallion mumbled softly as he walked out of his room, looking at the mess that was made by his guests the night before. There were cans and bottles, chips and bras, panties and unused condoms. He laughed at the sight, knowing that some guys scored or missed a chance to have sex last night. Strangely enough, it seemed like everybody bailed. He looked into his parents' room as he passed it and was relieved to find that it was clean, and possibly the only room that was clean. Once he was sure that nobody was passed out on the floor in there, he continued to make his way to his brother's room. "Hey Mare," he called out before knocking on the door, "wake up already, you have to help me clean up!" He wasn't the most patient stallion though, and after a few seconds he took hold of the doorknob and opened the door.