(Gay Clop) Inkblot x Anon

>Closing the door behind them in a hurry, Anonymous and the writer colt known as Inkblot had just managed to scuttle inside Inkblot's cabin right as the blizzard outside was growing in strength.

>They might have gotten lost if it wasn't for how close they were already

>Anonymous laughed, Inkblot gave him a glare

"What's so funny?"

>Inkblot pouted as Anonymous chuckled and spoke

"What are the odds that I get trapped in here with my favorite author? It's just funny!"

>Anonymous nodded at Inkblot, who then spoke up again, stomping his small hoof down rather daintily

"Yeah well, you'd better not be a bother! I barely even know you, you come up to me to talk and all the sudden this blizzard whips up- don't be a creepy fanboy or anything!"

>Anonymous nodded his head, grinning

"Of course not, o' wonderful Inkblot."

>He gave a mock bow, and the colt huffed and trotted off into the den, looking around the fireplace for a moment

"Yeah well... Whatever.."

>Inkblot spoke to himself, looking for some firewood.

"Oh no!"

>Inkblot held his hooves up to his face like a shocked damsel in distress, looking totally afraid for a second

"I forgot to buy some firewood! We're going to freeze to death! Ahh!"

>Inkbolt covered his eyes and shivered far more then he needed to, crying in his little moment

>Anonymous had to hold back a laugh as he walked over and placed a hand on the colt's withers, patting him

"Don't worry Inkblot. You got an axe?"

>Inkblot looked back for a second, before nodding

"Yeah but... I've never used it. It came with the cabin, I can hardly lift it so I just left it in that closet over there."

>Anonymous nodded, walked over to the closet and opening it, shuffling around for a second to find the woodcutting axe. He smiled as he picked it up, it was still very sharp- not from any maintenance but from lack of use.

>He turned and closed the closet, while Inkblot looked over with a frightened and unsure expression

"Y-You're going out there?!"

 

>Anonymous couldn't help but grin

"Of course. You just sit your pretty butt tight- why don't you make me some hot chocolate for when I get back?"

>Anonymous them stormed out the front door, ignoring the little colt's words

>Inkbolt stomped his little hooves again, unable to do anything about this human who was messing with his emotions

>He wasn't just about to do what Anonymous told him- he was so rude and... arrogant! And he pushed around Inkblot and acted like Inkblot wasn't capable of taking care of things himself

>But he couldn't be angry- Anonymous was braving the cold to get them some firewood

>So he turned to the kitchen and got out the hot chocolate packets, setting some water to a boil

>Soon enough it was ready, so he poured the packets out and carried them over to the small table by the fire and the couch to cool.

>He sat on the couch for a scond, staring at the empty fireplace, and felt a deep shiver from the cold. So he went to his bedroom and dusted off a blanket, before bringing it back outside and laying on the couch, draping the blanket over him, shivering.

>After a few minutes the hot chocolate was ready, but Anonymous hadn't come in yet.

>Inkblot started to worry, pacing back and forth, his tail swishing over that rather well endowed rump of his, whipped up with worry.

>Just then the door slammed open any a large, hairless ape carrying several thick chunks of wood and an axe came inside. Inkblot nearly screamed from the surprise, but as Anonymous closed the door he calmed down.

"A-Anon!"

>Anonymous pulled down his hood and grinned, shivering a bit. There was a small amount of runny fluid coming from his noise. Anonymous breathed in through his chattering teeth, his eyes closing for a second

"H-Hey. Brought some wood."

>Anonymous carried the wood over to the fireplace and set them down, before taking a few of the logs and putting them in, getting it ready

>He ignored the colt behind him, who was much more worried about Anon

 

>Anonymous stoked the newly created fire in the fireplace, grinning as the room started to fill up with warmth

>He turned and nodded at the relieved looking Inkblot.

"There, much better."

>Anonymous said before walking to the hot chocolate, picking up a cup and looking it over

"What, no marshmallows?"

>Inkblot huffed

"You're very welcome!"

>Anonymous just smiled, before he sat down on the couch and took off his overcoat, then pulling the blanket over him, stealing it from Inkblot

"Hey! I was using that!"

>Anonymous grinned

"Let's just share it then."

>The colt was shocked for a second, blushing madly, shaking his head

"N-No! I'm not into colts! Err men! Or whatever! It's awkward!"

>Anonymous smiled

"Oh really? You think I can't tell?"

>Inkblot was stunned, his mouth open a bit, stammering out his next words

"T-t-tell w-what?"

>Anonymous smiled

"You are a girly little colt who is a writer. You keep your hair long, and you swish your hips back and forth when you walk. It's obvious."

>Inkbolt narrowed his eyes at Anon, unable to control his explosive blush

"W-Why you! That's not true! I swear!"

>Anonymous smiled for a moment, this time an evil smile. He stood up and threw off the blanket, and then walked towards the cabin's bedroom

"Wh What are you doing?!"

>Inkblot followed behind, unable to do anything to stop the human

>Anonymous entered the bedroom and put his hand on the closet door

>He turned his head back and gave the colt a shit eating grin

"No! There's nothing in there! Don't open it! uhh- just wait!"

>Inkblot was starting to get very flustered, his face becoming beat red. He gave a final cry of protest as Anonymous opened the closet.

>Right there, in plain sight, was a section of the closet devoted to girly clothes.

>Horse panties, lacy stocking and straps, frilly garters, and more

>Inkbolt sat on his big rump, totally defeated. Anonymous knew. Somehow, he knew.

>Doubt began to plague his head, was it that obvious?

 

>Inkblot's inner thoughts were interrupted by Anonymous- he threw a pair of dark blue panties at the colt's face

"Put some on, then come meet me on the couch."

>Anonymous grinned like a madman as he left the room, closing the door behind him so the colt could change in peace

>Inkblot shivered, would Anon let him back near the fire if he didn't change?

>He could only accept Anon's authority- he brought the fire and he told the colt what to wear to it... could he deny him? Did he dare disobey?

>In the end, Inkblot slowly trotted back into the living room, much of his body now covered in lace.

>He had the smooth, dark blue fabric of his panties held on by a simple light blue cord around his hips. He was also wearing a loose and simple blue girly shirt around his chest and upper body- with spaghetti straps to hold it around his shoulders. He had done up his hair in a ponytail, figuring it would make Anonymous happier.

>He stopped a little bit away from the couch, not sure if Anonymous would let him on- the human had taken over the whole thing with his crazy long monkey body

"Hello there, pretty filly."

>Anonymous gave the colt another grin; Inkblot was not amused

>He then patted the couch by his midsection, inviting the colt up

>Inkblot didn't want to take that invitation, but he was freezing, so he climbed up and spooned with Anon, who was naturally the big spoon. But he didn't lay back against him, he was just embarrassed and felt defeated.

>Anonymous patted the colt's back and tossed the blanket over him, and the two shared their warmth for a little while.

>Inkblot was so comfortable that he started to fall asleep a bit, but suddenly woke up and made a little gasp when he felt anon's hand brush against his backside, gently laying over his large and ample rump.

>He was wide awake now, controlling his breath and forcing himself not to look back at Anon

>He could feel himself getting excited- this was just like his fetishes and fantasies he dreamed of!

 

>Inkblot's tail started to hike itself up in anticipation, his little hooves twitched

>As the anticipation built and nothing happened, he just got more and more tense

>Eventually, he couldn't help himself and he let out a tiny little moan through his lips, biting his lip right after

>He dared a look back to see Anonymous, to see the desire in his eyes, to see the face of the man who would take his virginity...

>And then when he looked back, he saw Anonymous asleep, eyes closed

>Inkblot let out a sigh

"You gotta be kidding me."

 

>Inkblot sighs, realizing his sexual fantasies in his head weren't coming true

>But he scowled at the sleeping anon, he put his hand on the colt's butt! It was obvious he wanted something!

>The colt bit his lip and thought for a moment, and then got a devilish grin.

>If Anonymous wouldn't do what the little colt wanted him to do- Inkblot would just do it himself.

>He slowly and carefully wiggled down under the blankets, down to Anon's groin

>Carefully pulling down the human's pants and underwear with his teeth, he stuck his muzzle in there

>He couldn't help but flare his nostrils and take a sniff

>His eyes fluttered and his heart raced- he smelt the musky smell of Anonymous's groin and crotch all cooped up in his underwear

>It really was a delicious smell

>Hilariously enough, this was the closest he'd have ever been to another man's cock, and yet he knew at that moment that his lifelong lust for them was totally justified.

>Opening his mouth, he flicked out his tongue slowly and gently, his tongue soon touching the penis. It tasted delicious, in a sexy way of course, and he moved his tongue up and down the dick, before finally taking it into his mouth

>He sucked on the dick, moving his lips back and forth and avoiding scraping his teeth against it, licking and blowing the dick

>He really was having a ball, and the fact he could feel the penis get harder in his mouth only spurred him on

>After a few more minutes of these lewd actions, Inkblot felt the dick was fully hard now, and he kept on going

>A drop of precum splashed onto his tongue and he was overjoyed- it was like being rewarded for his efforts

>He gobbled down the salty pre and kept going at the dick for more.

>If just the pre tasted that good, he could only imagine how good the REAL cum would taste!

>But as he went he felt Anon stir under him, and so he froze, not wanting to wake up the sleeping male

>He waited, with the human dick still in his mouth, waiting for Anon to fall back asleep fully.

 

>Soon enough the rustling stopped and Inkblot felt the human go back to sleep fully.

>He got back to serving that dick, licking and sucking its shaft. He even took it out of his mouth for a moment so he could lick and suck the human's balls too, it was wonderful

>But as he went down on the dick a second time, he suddenly felt something grab his horn and pull it down, forcing the colt to take the human's dick nice and deep in his throat

>Inkbolt's eyes shot open and he realized that Anon must have been awake, pushing him down

>For a few more minutes he gently serviced the human's cock as Anon used the unicorn's horn as a steering wheel to his pleasure, with Inkblot whimpering as he realized the jig was up- he was caught and now he had to do whatever the human wanted

>After a little bit the human pulled up on the horn and Inkblot was free to breath. He panted as he felt Anon shift beneath him, suddenly picking up the small and dainty colt and flipping him around, the human's hand now squeezing and feeling around his backside

"Please be gentle! Please be gentle!"

>Inkblot closed his eyes and lifted his tail obediently as he was set down on the couch opposite of Anon, Anon's hand now in his crack and his fingers poking at the colt's hole

>Anon's finger dipped inside the colt, bringing the young male to a shudder as he wiggled the finger around inside the colt's rear, before soon lubing it up and putting it back in.

>Inkblot looked back and managed to catch a glimpse of Anon lubing up his big, thick cock, totally hard and ready to penetrate

>Inkblot closed his eyes tight and shivered, somewhat in fear and somewhat in obedient, passive arousal at what was happening

>Finally, he felt that cock between his rump's cheeks, pushing up and down and hotdogging the poor colt

>Inkblot moaned as little waves of sensation rocking through the colt's body

>Anonymous finally stopped and grabbed the back of Inkblot's head, pushing it down. Inkblot obeyed.

 

>Anonymous pulled his cock back and forward, aiming it up to Inkblot's hole

>Inkblot could feel it right back there, the warm and lustful thing radiating heat onto his rear

>Inkblot shivered a bit, his tail up and to the side like the good, obedient filly he was

>Finally, Anon pushed forward and the tip of his cock touched Inkblot's hole, pushing in.

>Inkblot sighed and gasped, his ass being penetrated the first time.

>Anonymous went slow- slowly but surely putting it in all the way

>Eventually Inkblot felt Anon's balls slap against his, the cock all the way inside

>He felt so very full and warm, and the fact he was giving pleasure to his new alpha male was really turning him on- his own much smaller cock was getting really hard

>He felt a massive wave of pleasure as Anon gave a weak little thrust, in and out, to test the waters

>Inkblot would push back but he was so stunned and Anon's weight on his back wouldn't let him- instead he would just serve as he was being led to.

>Anonymous started to thrust in and out, gently filling up the colt forward and back, gradually picking up speed

>Inkblot moaned, clenching and unclenching on the human's dick, taking that cock and loving every second of it

>As they went on, Anonymous's dick started to throb and bob inside of the colt

>Inkblot knew what was coming and prepared himself

>Finally; Anonymous came inside the young colt, spraying his sticky hot seed deep within his new bitch

>Inkblot moaned and his body trembled as he felt his own dick ooze cum- not enough to spray

>It was an odd feeling, he was cumming but it felt all over and he wasn't in control of it, Anonymous had brought him to that state and controlled it with each little move of his hips

>Inkblot almost felt he was in love

>After that, Anonymous spent a little bit balls deep in the colt just to enjoy the warmth, before pulling out and letting the colt sink into the cushions, totally used, defeated, and now owned.

 

>Anonymous got up and walked over to the windows, looking out and humming to himself as his body rapidly cooled from the heat the sex had produced

>Inkblot was too far gone to do anything but just lay there and wait, the orgasm that had wrecked his body slowly dying down.

>As he finally and lazily opened his eyes he saw Anon approaching

>Anon sat next to the colt and pat him on the head, Inkblot blushed and accepted the patting with a gentle smile

"We're snowed in, it seems."

>Anon spoke clearly, a little playful smile on his face to imply what that meant for the both of them

"A-Alright."

>Inkblot nodded back to Anon, smiling

"Go get cleaned up, then bake some of those cookies- I found the pack in the cupboard."

>Inkblot felt like that was a wonderful idea and got up, shaking his numb rear and smiling at Anon

"Yes... Sir."

>Anon nodded, accepting the title as Inkblot went off with a new pep in his step, eager to earn more time 'on the couch' with Anonymous...

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