Tall wooden buildings crowded the crumbling cobblestone road that split through this older part of town. Chiron’s hooves trot along the path surrounded by various disheveled people going about their daily business. Every step draws him closer into the seedier part of town where repairs made of haste and a tight budget are predominant and have-nots are destined to toil. Somewhere within this quarter is Chiron’s destination: an old tavern. A favorite of the mature equitaur and an assured destination whenever he’s in the region. The sun overhead begins to dip near the horizon; the perfect time to visit the tavern.
	Passing by a tight alleyway cutting through two tall buildings, a small voice calls out, “Hey, mister? Uhm, could you look at something for me?” The voice belongs to a young boy. Cute, early teens, short, thin, with scruffy ecru hair. Generally rough clothes drape over his body; oversized scraps of trashed fabric cut and sewn into the shapes of a shirt and pants.
	Chiron turned, pausing his saunter, and looked down at the boy. “How may I help?” He asked with genuine concern. Eyes wandered across the certainly bunny boy as an impromptu analysis, yet nothing stood obviously unusual about his body. Was the concern beneath his clothing? Or perhaps somewhere in the alley that appears to be his home?
	The boy gave a nervous smile and spoke, “This thing’s been gettin’ bigger and-” he opens his mouth wide, pressing tongue flat against the bottom to give the equitar a perfect view down into his slimy throat. Immediately the question of what he was asked to check is elucidated; in back of his throat is not inflamed tonsils but a thumping, pounding vagina. Its wet surface shimmers from the sunset and glowing lanterns as its shape is fully revealed. Large, thick lips with a shape that announces: equine. Odd for an otherwise completely lagomorph boy to have this, not to mention its position in the back of his throat. “I’m really hungry, ya wouldn’t happen to have something for me, huh? A big meal?” He asks and the concern from the equitar mostly fades away; ‘Just another prostitute,’ he thinks to himself, and as enticing the boy may be there’s no need for Chiron to spend cash on these services. Chiron tells the boy so and turns to resume his trek. But the orphan stops him, “No, I don’t want change, I want…” A nod towards the large sheathe adorning Chiron’s underside. The response makes Chiron reconsider.
	Tucked back into the alleyway by the boy’s bed, the pair prepare. The young boy strips free of his ragged clothes and similarly Chiron’s aroused cock begins to throb free of its sheathe, with immense balls danging below filled with pent-up sperm. The boy kneels down confidently onto his makeshift mattress, padding his knees with the clothes. Chiron’s fit body towers over the boy. The drooling slit in his flared glans excitedly pours precum onto the bedding below, and as it becomes fully erect, onto the boy’s face. “I knew ya were big but…” the child gasps with arousal evident not only in his voice but the small erection fully formed and drooling its own shimmering layer of precum upon his glans.
	Without another word the boy’s mouth eagerly wraps around the wide flare and begins to nosily suckle at the taur’s cock. His tongue slowly slithers against his mate’s urethra as a testament to his sexual experience. Small hands wrap around Chiron’s girthy shaft to stroke and savor the thick meat as it pumps precum into his hungrily awaiting mouth. The slimy, salty juice fills his mouth and swallows down the pussy that is his throat. Further in slides the tip, massaged by lips, cheeks, and tongue on its way until it kisses the equine vagina in the back of the boy’s throat. Like a tease the boy bobs his head back and brings the saliva-smothered shaft out. He does so over and over for minutes, suckling upon merely a small section of Chiron’s beautiful cock.
	Then finally, the boy brings his partner-for-the-night’s prick not just kissing the mare’s cunt deep in the back of this throat but lets it slip into it, and slide down the warm, wet, and welcoming throat of this boy. More and more cock slides down the boy’s esophagus and is pulled back with his skilled rhythm of slow, sensual strokes. The cramped and moist muscles of the boy’s neck all stroke with skill at the consensually intruding cock, and to Chiron it feels incredible. Without Chiron’s ferocious stamina the combination of tight, lubricated horse pussy and delicate yet trained throat would surely bring a lesser man to orgasm far sooner.
	The boy’s bobbing continues with new depths of his narrow gullet being reached with every cycle, until his lips completely enshroud the base of Chiron’s sheathe. Back and forward, inches of cockmeat sliding up and down the young-yet-veteran throat of the orphan. He murmurs softly around it, his voice vibrating the stallion’s hard cock within; spellbinding every nerve with a thumping and drumming carnal pleasure that dances up the equitaur’s body.
	Growing impatient with the gentle sucking, as pleasurable as it is, the taur begins to thrust into his mate’s throat, his body forcing down the thumping, throbbing, aching pillar of horsecock deep into the boy’s throat until it kisses the back of the child’s equine horse womb. “Now hold on,” He groans through the pleasure and understanding of how gentle to be with such a young teen. His big cock barrels up and down his warm, sloppy, wet hole as saliva spills from the boy’s lips, his eyes slammed shut in a willful endurance of his body being used.
	With a deep rumble that spasms Chiron’s giant, churning balls, he forces his cock’s tip to slam against the twink’s throat-womb. His entire length shudders as, with a deep groan heralding intense pleasure, gallons of gooey, hot, virile, white semen flood his urethra and bloat the orphan’s womb. Now the round organ bulges in his throat as cum pours in, overflows and fills his stomach. Once his cock is pulled free with a wet pop, cum sloshes from out the boy’s throat and he doubles over. A wet, strained gurgle as a significant portion of jizz that had escaped his womb is regurgitated onto the ground. 
	But both members still ache for more. As Chiron looks down over his latest conquest the thumping in its throat, the hot and steamy expression as the boy pleads for more and more. The drooling saliva and lubricant drizzling from his parted lips, the incredibly flushed and sweaty face, not to mention his little, underage cock looks stiff enough to cut stone. 
	“I see, you’re in heat?” Chiron rhetorically remarks as he rubs his chin in thought. 
	“Mister, I’m real hot, can you…” Once more the boy lets gestures finish his sentences as he lays down on the ground, with his young, plush ass facing the stallion, swaying in an unrepressable beg of desire.
	Not one to keep someone waiting, his hooves plant upon the ground in the proper position. And the boy releases a soft moan when Chiron’s flared tip presses even slightly against the orphan’s pucker; wet and drooling far more like his pussy than a regular asshole. Just another sign of the boy’s estrus. The taur steps forward and slides his cock in with ease. Every inch of his enormous member slides in with nearly a complete lack of friction. The colon of the boy sucks the Taur’s member in harder and harder, every muscle undulating to stroke and lap at the cock that’ll provide him relief from this desperate heat. The hole is tight, deep, warm. Every ridge and wrinkle of the colon slides against Chiron’s perfectly erect member. 
	Chiron thrusts in and out faster and harder, every deep pound inwards shakes the young boy’s body as he braces against the rough, pleasurable fucking. The boy moans as he rests his head down and ass raises up even higher. His cock, dwarfed immensely by that of his mate, drools precum down as it dangles and slaps against himself with every hard thrust. “Aaah, aah, don’t stop, please,” The young boy slams his hips back against the rough breeding, driving Chiron’s member deeper and deeper into him, exploring regions no cock he’d taken to this point had ever felt. “Ah, ya gonna make me, ooooghh, aaah…” Adorably the young boy murmurs as a strong orgasm rocks his entire body. Every nerve fires as his cock ejects a small puddle of jizz to join the pool of equine cum that floods the alleyway. His entire body twitches and spasms as cum shoots from his little cock over and over and over.
	One heavy hoof is placed on the back of the boy as every thrust intensifies; harder, faster, plunging deeper into the boy’s body as it is ravaged by powerful orgasm after orgasm. The constant drooling of gooey, white cum ropes from his swinging cock splatter around, covering the boy’s legs. Harder and harder, the equitaur’s body rams into the young one’s ass as he hilts just moments before the stallion is brought to another breeding orgasm of his onw.
	The strong stallion’s body bulges with muscles as his heavy nuts leap in the sack once more, churning and sloshing full of virile stud jizz. It races out his urethra at blazing speeds, pumping the young boy full of semen one splurt at a time. Every jet is at least a gallon, backing up the boy’s colon with impregnating cum just as his throat was earlier. Both lovers are wracked with deep, incontrollable pleasure that leaves neither of the two able to move for minutes. 
	After the equituar recovers slowly from this excursion, body slick with sweat, he pulls out his cock; it slowly starts begins to soften and slip back into its sheathe as he wipes the sweat from his brow, and trots off, leaving the satisfied boy to recover.