This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.
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"Oooh, oh... That feels...strange."
"But good, I hope."
The slim stud whimpered and pressed his face down into the pillow, the curtains drawn, even though it was a bright, sunny day. His hide was splashed through with black and brown patches over white, a tri-colour stallion, though he was shyer than his bold markings presumed, a splotch of brown over his right eye and pink nostrils where his skin was a lighter shade, showing through softly.
His partner, however, was every bit more powerful than his lithe and slender forth, though Krish didn't mind that, not at all. Dale was strong, more studly than him, though everyone thought that a horse was a stud, to be fair. His cock was larger than that of most furries, but he didn't like to show it off too much. Even then, the grey length was trapped between his body and the bed, hidden as his strong boyfriend slowly but gently fingered his arse.
How there was so much gentleness and sweetness in that big stud Krish would never know. Dale was the stallion that all the colts and fillies had been eyeing up, but, for reasons only known to strong, quiet Dale himself, he had chosen Krish, asked Krish out. They'd only brushed shoulders a few times at the gym while Krish had been trying to loose that tiny bit of fat left around his stomach, leaning down all the way (hey, if he was going to be slim he might as well be fit too, even if he didn't particularly want to put in the work to bulk up), though that had been enough. They'd hit it off like a house on fire and that had been that for a shy romance between them.
