Three mares, Canyon Cole, Harrison Todd and Felix Trainor arrive at The Stud Farm for their first night in the breeding wall. All three can’t help but be flooded with equal measures of excitement and apprehension. They would lay on thin padded leather mats, their hips protruding through holes in the wall, just large enough to accommodate their bodies. Their legs would be spread, secured with bondage straps, leaving their asses spread open, holes bared for use. They would lay there until every stallion was sweat soaked, balls drained, unable to fuck another ass. Of course, the mares could tap out if they needed to, but using a safe word very likely meant proving oneself unworthy. A mare who disappointed the stallions risked never being invited back to the club. One by one, the boys crawl into their cubicle, holding their legs up as Stable Master Adam secures them in place, ready for use. Only minutes later the stallions arrive. Oz had actually been standing outside for ten minutes waiting to be allowed in. He didn’t want to waste a minute and traffic had been lighter than he expected. Felix Trainor hadn’t jacked off in five days. He knew he probably wouldn’t last long in his first ass, but he also knew he was good for three orgasms in a night if he were horny enough, maybe even a dry fuck after that. Canyon was just a voracious top. He could be rock hard in less than a minute at the sight of a tight manhole. These three horny tops are ready to ride these boys hard and put them away wet and sticky.
