The Copper Horse #2 Pride (15 page)

“How long are
you planning to keep your new gem?” Alexander asked, and Reuben’s
heart plummeted through the floor. These were the last words he
wanted to hear. “You’re probably going to show him off at your
birthday party?”

“Of course I’m
presenting him! He’s the best horse I’ve had in a very long time.”
Erik shrugged, leaving the first question unanswered.

“He is very
compliant. You must enjoy that. Though, I see he must have
misbehaved lately?” Alexander raised his eyebrows with a smirk and
pointed to the bruises on Reuben’s buttocks.

“It was my
mistake,” Erik said sincerely and gave Reuben a soft smile. “He’s a
lovely pony.”

Reuben smiled
back from above an empty bowl of fruit, but Coal distracted him by
leaning in to lick cream off his face.

“Aw, they’re so
sweet!” Alexander gasped. “You know I like my stallions a bit
unruly, and Coal is doing well. He’s staying with me until
March.”

“Won’t you miss
him?” Erik’s eyes narrowed.

Reuben tried to
read Coal’s expression, surprised at the exact time frame mentioned
by their host, but the other horse seemed unmoved and licked
Reuben’s chin with a smile. He didn’t pay much attention to the
conversation of their owners.

“I can’t keep
him here forever.” Alexander reached out and stroked Coal’s thigh.
“I get what I want, and he gets his prize at the end.”

“And that is
the problem with your arrangement.” Erik pointed a finger at
Alexander. “I can keep Copper as long as I please. He’d never
desert me just to get his prize.”

Coal stopped
licking Reuben and gave him a questioning look, but Reuben just
gazed down into the empty bowl. So there was no equality in the
horse world. Coal was some sort of renter, whereas he was a slave
with no say. Not that he’d want to leave Erik, but the concept was
nice.

“
Because
there is no prize?” Alexander’s tone was polite like before, but
the question was obviously an attempt to annoy Erik.

“Because he’s
mine.”

Reuben’s heart
skipped a beat at those words. Never in his life had he felt so
wanted.

Alexander
laughed and shook his head. “You would have loved it in ancient
Rome.”

Coal nuzzled
Reuben’s temple, and after a moment of hesitation Reuben finally
returned the gesture, rubbing their cheeks against each other. He
did start to wonder when he was going to be unstrapped.

“You, on the
other hand, wouldn’t. It would be disgraceful to be fucked by
someone of lower social standing.” Erik said, seemingly eager to
pay Alexander back for the earlier insolence.

Alexander
pursed his lips. “It’s good that we live in the now then, and I can
get fucked by whomever I want.”

“True. Let’s
keep it that way. Keep the status quo.” Erik leaned forward with a
small smile. “You cannot know what the new people up there will
really do to you.”

“A drink to the
status quo, then,” Alexander nodded and raised his glass as a
servant started clearing their empty plates.

“To the status
quo,” Erik touched his class to Alexander’s.

Reuben bit his
lip, unsure how to communicate that he needed to pee before they
started anything.

Coal whined,
nuzzling his cheek again, clearly intent on maintaining his horse
persona.

Alexander
finished his drink and stood up. “Good ponies, everything’s
finished!” He ran his fingers through Coal’s black mane, and the
stallion leaned in to the touch.

“I believe
Copper is ready for another round. Gods, save me the embarrassment
of spilling into my clothes.” Erik shook his head.

Reuben licked
his lips, unsure whether he should ask for permission or not, but
Erik went off to get the bit and halter, so his time was shrinking.
Coal seemed to take the hint. He walked around Copper, taking his
time to sniffle his skin all over.

“Master...?”
Reuben whispered when Erik approached him, but Erik narrowed his
eyes and quickly moved to stuff the bit into Reuben’s mouth. He
probably didn’t like his illusion being destroyed by human
speech.

“Bad pony!”

Reuben sighed
through his nose as all the other people in the room pretended not
to hear him. He was about to pee and there was nothing he could do,
with his thighs parted by straps and a pole holding his legs
apart.

“You be good,
or I won’t let Coal breed you again,” warned Erik, and the said
pony knocked his hoof on the floor in protest.

Reuben couldn’t
hold it in anymore and gave up with a long sigh through his nose.
He hung his head down, unsure of what the consequence would be.
Erik froze and then drew one long step back.

The room became
silent as a grave, the only sound that of piss hitting the floor in
a thick, powerful stream. Reuben’s cheeks burned with so much heat
it stung. At least there were only men in the room, but he still
felt like an idiot. The fact that he didn’t feel very horse-like
now made his embarrassment worse, because he didn’t mind all the
fucking before. He didn’t want to spoil anyone’s fun or ruin such a
nice stable.

“Oh Copper...”
Erik looked down at his boots, which glistened with a few tiny
droplets.

“Cornelia,
clean it when he’s finished.” Alexander didn’t seem moved by what
was happening at all.

Reuben sighed
as the last drops fell from the tip of his cock. At least he was
physically relieved. He mumbled into the bit, afraid to look up at
his master. But it wasn’t his fault! He couldn’t help it!

Erik’s amused
chuckle came as a surprise. “Oh my, Copper, you really are a pony,
aren’t you? Utterly shameless!” He patted Reuben’s side just as
Coal moved closer.

Reuben forced
himself to look up and whined. It did make some sense, but he
didn’t think pissing all over the floor was something Erik would
like.

“I suppose
that’s what we get for eating in a stable.” Alexander laughed and
patted Reuben’s buttocks beneath the bruises.

“I look forward
to him repeating it in my garden,” Erik told him, gently scratching
Reuben’s ear.

Reuben relaxed
against the breeding station again when he realized that Erik
wasn’t angry.

“No clean up
needed,” Alexander said as a servant ducked to the floor under
Reuben and quickly cleaned the piss with a cloth and bucket of
water.

As soon as she
was away, Coal whined, pushing his hips against Reuben’s ass again,
his cock already half hard. Erik smiled, moving to examine his
efforts up close. He actually leaned down to watch them fuck from
up close.

“Ah ponies...
they’re never tired of it.”

Reuben was tired, but
it was a pleasant kind of fatigue. The second time Coal and he
mated, it was slower, not as desperate, but the sole girth of that
stallion’s cock made him walk crooked when he and Erik travelled
back to the carriage. Reuben was covered with a blanket to guard
his body from the gentle drizzle. Erik’s hand was on his back, and
Reuben felt glorious. He was tired, sure, but he’d loved the sex,
especially that Erik hadn’t just used him for his own pleasure. It
didn’t feel like that at all. Reuben might not have given consent,
but the way Erik looked at him, the way he touched him made him
think his master cared enough to stop if Reuben really needed
it.

He slowly crawled
inside the box, his hands strapped to his thighs in the usual
manner, and laid in the hay with a small smile. Erik was still
chatting to Alexander, but Reuben didn’t mind. He knew all that
awaited him at home was tender care and gratitude for an excellent
show.

Reuben felt a touch on
his foot, and he slowly sat up to realize it was Coal, who had
wandered off from his master. Neither of them could say anything
because of the bits, but Reuben smiled and snorted in gratitude.
Maybe it was even better that he couldn’t talk. The last thing he
wanted was to be asked about being a slave. Coal smiled back,
showing his white teeth clamped around the bit.

Reuben moved closer to
the edge of the carriage and put his head on Coal’s shoulder,
savoring the companionship of someone whose life was so much like
his own.

“I think they’ll miss
each other.” Erik appeared behind Coal and patted his shoulder.

“You will have to
bring him again. I can’t believe how agreeable he is. I loved every
minute.” Alexander brushed his hand over Coal’s ass.

Erik chuckled,
crawling into the hay next to Reuben and gently pulling the mantle
off him. “Just don’t over-exercise your stallion today.”

“Nah, I think he’s
spent for the day,” Alexander laughed and pulled Coal away.

Reuben sighed and lay
back down in the hay. The slight discomfort in his muscles reminded
him of the sight ache that followed tough work or pulling Erik’s
cart. Tired but satisfied.

“We’ll see you at my
birthday party.” Erik climbed into the carriage,  stretched
alongside Reuben, and began to casually unstrap his outfit.

Reuben looked at him,
surprised, but then Hans closed the back door, leaving them in
darkness. Would Erik fuck him now? Maybe Reuben wasn’t hurting, but
he
was
tired. But then again he hadn’t come after the second
fuck, so he supposed it wouldn’t be a bad thing if they did it now.
After that massive monster of a cock, his master’s wouldn’t be a
strain. Not that Erik was tiny. Just not freakishly large.

“Copper? Would you
come here?” Erik’s voice was soft and inviting. From the movement
of the air in the carriage, Reuben assumed Erik sought him in the
dark.

He let out a moan
behind the bit and moved closer, trying to find his master. Erik’s
hands found him and soon, Reuben was cradled against Erik’s bare
chest, and the skilful, ink-scented fingers unstrapped the
bridle.

“Kiss me.”

Reuben leaned against
him, as they were hugged by the hay, and managed to find his
master’s lips. Erik was the first man he’d ever kissed, and it
still felt special. Even now, when he was so tired, Erik’s lips
sliding against his, their tongues brushing against one another
made him stir with excitement

“Thoroughly fucked,
aren’t you, Copper?” Erik gasped, using his free hand to shove his
leathers down in exasperation. Reuben could hear the clanking of
straps.

“You seem happy,
Master.”

“You made me very
happy, Copper. You always do.” Erik forced him on his back and lay
down on top of Reuben’s body without ever breaking their
connection. “Aren’t you?”

“I’m tired.” He
laughed, trying to avoid answering.

Erik growled, grinding
his hardening cock into Reuben’s belly. “I need you.”

“Oh I can sense that.”
He sucked on Erik’s lip and rocked his hips back and forth. In the
tight cavity of the wagon, adrenaline was spiking quickly.

“Yes, you haven’t
finished either.” Erik cupped Reuben’s nape, bringing him closer
for a bruising kiss. Their bodies rocked forward when the carriage
moved.

“No, the stallion’s
moves... they were not...” Reuben couldn’t find the words to
describe what happened. Consistent enough? Erik had this way of
petting that spot inside of him to make him come. No other man had
managed that.

Erik’s breath hitched
as he greedily stroked his clawed fingers down Reuben’s sides. “Not
too tired for sucking?”

Reuben smiled, and he
knew the darkness would hide it. Erik didn’t need to ask, he owned
Reuben, but it was nice to hear the question anyway. “No.”

“Thank gods for that.”
Erik nipped at Reuben’s lip before withdrawing and shifting his
body in the confined space. He seemed to have turned to face
Reuben’s feet. “I can’t wait.”

“I was surprised you
kept it buttoned up for so long.” Reuben laughed and arched up to
find Erik’s cock with his lips.

“You were mating.”
Erik groaned, straddling Reuben’s head. The leather of his pants
was lowered and stopped at the tops of Erik’s boots, so after a
short struggle, the stretched fabric served as a pillow for Reuben,
and the prick slapped against Reuben’s cheek, wonderful and
smelling of leather.. “Didn’t want to... ah, disturb you two.”

Reuben leaned in with
a low moan. He would recognize the scent of Erik’s arousal if he
were woken up in the middle of the night. He was mildly surprised
when Erik leaned down, his body cat-like, and took Reuben’s cock in
his hand.

“Keep it up,
Copper.”

Reuben moaned into the
cock and sucked on the tip, licking the sensitive skin just beneath
the head.

“Yes.” Erik’s warm
breath danced over Reuben’s prick, but instead of taking it in his
mouth, he bowed down further to lap at Reuben’s sack, making his
toes curl. After the last round with Coal, the tail had been slid
into him, and it could just be Reuben’s imagination, but Reuben was
certain he could feel the heat of Coal’s come inside of him. It was
almost like having two men all over him at once. He arched his hips
and sucked with more vigor. In comparison to mating with Coal, when
there had been four spectators in the room, this encounter in the
darkness felt intimate.

Erik moved his hips
impatiently, pushing deeper into Reuben’s waiting mouth, and with a
low growl he took in one of Reuben’s balls, gently sucking. It was
so good that all Reuben could do was moan and pay for the pleasure
by sucking harder. He knew it wouldn’t last long, as they had been
both excited already. Waiting made the pleasure of Erik’s care even
greater, and he practically lost it when his master finally
swallowed him up to the hilt, tightening his throat around the head
of Reuben’s cock. He tried to reciprocate with the same skill and
worked his mouth in the best way he knew, but he still came first,
with a prolonged grunt and a tremble in his legs. He knew Erik
swallowed it all, fucking Reuben’s mouth with an urgency of a man
at the pinnacle of excitement. His cock was salty, but also smooth
and comforting as it slid between Reuben’s lips over and over
again. Being so spent, Reuben relaxed his mouth and left it
available for Erik to do as he wished. All he wanted to do was
please him, especially now, after his master took care of his needs
so well. Erik clutched at him, his cheek pressed against Reuben’s
cock as his thrusts became frantic and hurried. Reuben already knew
the signs and did everything he could to make his master feel
welcome as he finally released in his mouth with a muffled cry. It
didn’t seem like he cared that they were in the middle of a vast
city.