The Copper Horse #1 Fear (35 page)

Reuben was walking around the stables, anxious about what was to happen today. He'd only had an omelet in the morning, so he was also thinking about food a lot. At least that got his mind off the failure in the kitchen. He didn't even understand why he got so emotional. He wasn't usually like that.

The sound of the door opening caught his attention and he beamed when Erik strolled in, leaving Hans behind the door. His wide grin was like a soothing balm to Reuben's wounded pride.

"Where's my boy?" Erik called, pretending not to see Reuben even though he was standing in the middle of the stable floor. He was dressed modestly, much like a servant. With his hair tied back, his angular cheekbones and bright eyes stood out even more than usual.

Reuben felt a pleasant jolt going down his back. He made his way toward his master, curiosity getting the best of him. "Here I am!"

"Copper!" Erik held up a halter to signify that Reuben would be wearing it, but first he got to his toes and kissed him on the lips. Erik was always so passionate. He learned to love those sweet, warm gestures of affection.

"You want to watch me work today?" He bowed lower, waiting for Erik to put the halter on his head.

"Ah, we will be doing something different today, my dear stallion." Erik smiled, expertly adjusting the leather straps to his head and effectively robbing Reuben of any coherent speech with the bit.

"Mmm?" He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment.

"How do you like that thick tail piece up your ass?"

Reuben had been there for well over a month now, but still, those words sent a shiver down his spine, and he looked to the floor, feeling himself flush. He preferred not being asked about those things. What could he possibly say to a question like that? It only reminded him of how stretched he was and made him clench his buttocks. The constant presence that rubbed against the good spot within him every time he changed position made him restless.

"Do I embarrass you, Copper?" Erik guided him toward the corner of the room, where he tied the reins to a hook on the wall.

Reuben exhaled loudly through his nose and nodded without looking at his master.

"Horses don't get embarrassed," Erik explained as if he were speaking to a child.

Reuben looked up at him with a frown. It was true though, so he tried to relax for his master. He wasn't in pain, the pressure inside his hole was more arousing than anything else, and all he had to do was to imagine he was a horse. Who knew, maybe he'd even get sucked off?

The room was warm, but he'd already broken out in goose bumps. He could only guess what Erik wanted to do with him, and it was far beyond exciting, since he trusted Erik not to hurt him when he was being a well-mannered pony.

His master backed away, watching Reuben as if he were searching for imperfections in an artwork.

Reuben cocked his head to the side and gave him a questioning look in return. Did Erik not like what he saw? So far, it seemed that he was rather pleased with how Reuben's muscles were more defined and much stronger. Maybe that was the reason he wanted to look at him? That idea made Reuben's cock twitch.

Once Erik was done with the inspection, he strolled back and tilted Reuben's head slightly, as if he wanted to check something, and Reuben understood he was looking into his ear. The handling felt oddly impersonal this time.

"I had a good friend long ago." Erik broke the silence, and Reuben flinched when he saw Erik's finger too close to his eye. Still, he let his master lift his upper lids and carefully examine the eyes. "He taught me about the importance of keeping my stallions in good health. He taught me everything I know about horses."

Reuben followed Erik's every move, excited by the touch, even though it didn't feel sensual. Who could this friend have been? And did his master mean slaves or real horses? Whatever the answer, he was happy that Erik decided to share some of his past with him.

"I am very serious about your health, Copper." Erik pulled Reuben's upper lip up to look into his teeth with a deep frown. He then pressed his thumb against Reuben's gums and withdrew it carefully. It felt strange, like being poked, and Reuben furrowed his eyebrows, looking down at the serious face. He had no idea where this examination was going. There was nothing wrong with his health. Did Erik want him excited?

Getting on with the examination, Erik opened Reuben's mouth and carefully pulled out his tongue, pinching the tip. Reuben nearly laughed out loud and licked his master's salty fingers. So they here in full horse time now? He didn't mind messing with him at all.

"Feeling playful today, are we?" Erik smiled but took a moment to contemplate the inside of Reuben's mouth before releasing it and running his fingers down his neck, gently pressing his fingers into the flesh.

He nodded, savoring the leathery taste of the bit when his master's fingers skimmed over his skin. The situation was bizarre at best, but he didn't have any qualms as long as he wasn't hurt.

"Me, too, that's why today is going to be new for you," whispered Erik, suddenly pressing his ear to Reuben's chest. Reuben nickered and bent his neck to grab some of his hair between his lips.

"Copper, bad!" Erik gave his side a gentle smack. "You're distracting me!"

Reuben sighed but complied, straightening up and watching the blond head at his ribcage. After several seconds, Erik drew back with a smile, his hands pressing into his pet's stomach, as if searching for something.

"Good, you have a healthy heart and your liver is not enlarged." It took Erik a while to finish, but when he knelt in front of his pony, face at crotch level, Reuben's excitement rose once more, despite the oddness of the situation. He had no idea what it was all about, but his cock was definitely interested. His breath quickened and he smiled behind the bit. Erik didn't even flinch and pulled Reuben's prick up to have a clear view of his balls. He gently rolled them in his hand and Reuben groaned, throwing his head back in pleasure, even though the contact clearly wasn't meant to arouse.

It felt strange to be touched like that. As if he was really an animal and Erik had no sexual interest in his pulsating cock. A cock which he must have considered delicious, judging by the number of times he made Reuben come with his tight mouth and throat.

When Erik let go of Reuben's sack to shift his focus to the stiffening prick, he could almost hear the angels sing, and he thrust his hips forward with a wail. Oh, how he wanted that touch. His master had such smooth fingers, even if they were permanently stained with ink. As much as he craved to be sucked and caressed, he was willing to prolong this fun and play the role of a pony.

Erik licked his lips, carefully studying the crown of Reuben's cock before letting go of his penis to run his hands down his legs.

Reuben focused on his fair hair and smiled at the thought of coming all over it. He'd love to do that someday. Oblivious to those thoughts, Erik felt his feet and calves before standing up and smiling at Reuben.

"Bend over now."

Reuben gave him a cautious look, but slowly did as he was told, trying not to fall face first into the wall. He swallowed at the thought of what was probably going to happen now. His ass twitched around the large phallus that pressed on his insides in the new position. Erik moved behind him and didn't do anything at all for the longest moment before giving his ass a smack and returning to Reuben's front to untie the reins.

"Is it hard to walk with something so big in you?" He led Reuben toward the wooden horse he'd been fucked on several times already. His cock and the oiled up rubbery nubs were good friends by now. Only this time he noticed they were gone.

Reuben tried to work out what would happen now, but his mind was like an empty vessel, so he just nodded at the question. A horse wouldn't be ashamed, he supposed.

"Get on, Copper, come on!" Erik urged him by pulling the reins over the wooden device.

Reuben had some experience with it by now and went onto the little stool, to bend over the 'horseback'. Erik pulled Reuben's prick into the hollow space designed for it, then helped him to position his head and proceeded to strap him down. When he was done, Reuben was completely at his mercy, unable to move a limb. It never got old.

His master took extra care with his legs, spreading them wide enough for the fake member inside to push back at the sphincter. Reuben moaned at the feeling, a hot flush reaching his face, now that he was so completely exposed. Knowing how much Erik liked his body and complimented it all the time did calm his nerves though.

"Good, you remember how we talked about reproduction some time ago?" Erik's hand was now trailing up and down Reuben's spine and drawing circles over his sensitive buttocks.

Reuben let out a helpless moan, not even able to buck his hips much with the straps keeping his legs wide apart. The way his movement was constricted made him painfully hard by now. If he had the slicked up nubs underneath, he would probably come in a matter of moments. It reminded him of the men strong enough to hold him down and fuck him hard. The muscles in his ass clenched a few times at the memory.

"Well, I need to see if you are fit for it, Copper." Erik walked over to the cupboard he could only open with his ring. When he moved back toward his pet, there was a large glass syringe in his hand.

"Nnn?" Reuben's eyes went wide and he writhed in the bonds, his heart hammering.

"It's medicine," Erik informed him before returning to Reuben's rear. Quietly, he grabbed one buttock, squeezing it with his fingers in an attempt to ease the tension that overcame Reuben's body at the sight of a needle. "You better not move."

Reuben squealed but didn't dare fidget, frozen in place. He was a healthy young pony! He didn't need any of this!

In response to his body tensing up again, Erik gave him a smack. "Loosen up that ass, Copper! Do it for your master!"

Reuben whined a little but tried to relax his muscles. He knew he'd get a prize if he did well, but sometimes it was too hard to think so far into the future.

When the sting of the needle finally came, it wasn't half as bad as he expected. Just a sharp pinch really, though the actual injection made him feel unpleasantly numb.

He let out a nasal groan to show how displeased he was.

"I know, but it's for your own good, Copper." Erik removed the needle, massaging the injection site for a few seconds before walking back to the cupboard. Now that Reuben could watch him again, he enjoyed the sight of Erik unbuttoning his shirt.

Reuben was surprised how his insides tingled at the image. They had fucked so many times and still... being able to see a man doing something this intimate sent shivers down his spine.

Erik smiled at him, his smooth skin marred by only one scar on his side. He fished out a long, rubber glove out of the cupboard and pulled it over his right hand 'til it covered it up to mid-arm. Reuben's eyes widened and he squirmed in his restraints yet again. At times like this he forgot to trust Erik and let anxiety get the best of him.

"Shhh... Copper, I know what I'm doing." Erik returned to him with a big jar of salve. He stopped in front of Reuben, his erection clearly visible at the front of his trousers.

Reuben tried to catch more breath and focus on Erik's crotch instead of the sickness that twisted his insides. At least he knew what was happening there.

Erik stroked the top of his head before walking to his other end. Reuben bucked his hips as much as he could and moaned. He demanded an explanation!

"Just don't tense up or I'll have to sedate you," his master said, gently touching the skin stretched around the fake member up his backside.

Reuben sniffed, desperately willing his body to relax. He took a deep breath and imagined he was lying with Erik in the hay. He loved how its smell mingled with Erik's musky aroma. His fantasy was interrupted by a tug on the tail, the thick phallus pressing on Reuben's muscles from inside.

He curled up his toes and let out a sharp cry as it slid out with a loud 'pop' and a little discomfort.

"There, you are such a good, gentle horse, Copper." Erik's words were like the Dal honey: thick and sweet, sticking to him even when he didn't want them to. Slim, rubbery fingers pressed at the sides of his loosened entrance.

The mental image of the fingers sliding in made him moan with pleasure. It spread through his mind like ink in a glass of water, consuming all his fears. And there they were, pushing in, stretching him again. He was distracted by the realization that Erik didn't seem intent to stop at the knuckles as he usually did.

He whined like a puppy to get his attention and clenched his hands into fists. His whole body felt hot and sweaty by now, but the moments when he didn't know what was happening made his heart pound.

"There, there, be good." Erik was calm as ever, slowly rotating what had to be his whole hand into him.

Reuben's breath became hoarse, and he arched his back with a growl that involuntarily tore from his throat. His cheeks were on fire! And the worst thing was, it didn't actually hurt. What was wrong with him that he mewled in excitement when being subjected to such an act?

"Good pony, almost there..." Erik's lips gently teased the small of his back as the pressure became so tantalizing, he could hardly bear it.

He lost all control over the moans and groans he was making as his ass tensed over the rubber-clad hand. Drool covered his chin, since he couldn't be bothered to focus on swallowing. Never in his life had he felt something as intense and overwhelming. The constant pressure and stretching made his body thrash uselessly in the leather binds. And then the knuckles went through, and his sphincter eventually closed around Erik's slim wrist. He felt a wave of happiness and satisfaction wash through him when he heard Erik's muffled groan. He was so full, fuller than ever, but Erik didn't stop at that, as he touched... he touched Reuben's sweetest spot with his fingers!

Every last nerve in Reuben's body was on fire, and he came with a muffled scream, writhing his hips in unashamed ecstasy. For a moment, he lost all coherence, panting with eyes closed and toes curled. Even his feet hurt from the sudden tension in his body. All of his muscles clenched around Erik's wrist as if to suck him in. Sweat and saliva were dripping on the leather covering of the wooden horse, and he just didn't care about anything anymore.