Stallion Mage: A Horse Shifter Mpreg Romance (COMPLETE)

Drawn Together (18+!)

Sorry, forgot to warn: M/M horse shifter sex!

Laren's weight bore down on the mage.  Alvarr staggered a bit, but he could easily bear him. 

Behind him, the big gray horse breathed heavily in the mating fever.  

This is really going to happen, the mage thought.  I am going to be mounted like a mare.  But, despite the strange notion, he still craved it.  Even the other stallion's heavy weight on his back felt right.

The leader's hips trembled and jerked.  Something hot touched Alvarr's flank.  It was Laren's member, fully extended to service him!  It was hotter than the rest of him, like stones warmed by the sun.  What would that feel like inside him?  He whined low in his throat.  

Laren made a flurry of thrusts against Alvarr's side, prodding the mage's hindquarters.  His member leaked all over Alvarr's coat.

Alvarr tried to back onto Laren's hard organ.  His hole pulsed, swollen and sensitive.  He was ready to be entered and taken.  "Mate me," he gasped, aching to be filled with the leader's hot seed.  Though no foals would come of it, his body didn't care.  He wanted to know what it was like to have a big, strong stallion serve him.

Laren shifted, moving closer, and his hindquarters shuddered.  The big gray leader let out a frustrated noise as he jabbed his hips over and over.

But finally, the wet tip of his member grazed over Alvarr's ready hole.  Alvarr rocked back to forth, wanting the rhythm of mating.  Finally, Laren's flared head lined up to enter Alvarr's body. 

"Uh!" the leader cried hoarsely, thrusting into the mage.  

Yes! Alvarr's hole stretched around the massive organ.  It hurt a bit, but it filled a need in him he didn't know he had. "Again!" he begged.

Laren jerked himself closer until he was buried halfway inside.  "Uh!"

Alvarr almost collapsed to the ground.  It was like being entered by the sun itself, Laren's organ was so warm.  Inside, he was stroked by the exquisitely large head.  The feelings made his legs weak.  He wanted more.

"Come on," the mage said, rocking back and forth impatiently.  "Fill me completely."  Alvarr's own member still extended down, full to bursting.  He thrust his hips and tried to back into his leader.  "Please, Laren," he said, stuffing himself with a bit more of the thick hot shaft.

With a long, low sound, the great gray horse drove himself into the smaller mage.  He flexed his hips, and pushed all the way inside.

Alvarr was impaled.  He stretched around the big gray's thick, hot member and whined, his hole twitching around Laren's girth.  "It feels so good," he whined.  

Laren slowly pulled out and thrust back in.  His hindquarters met the mage's; they were sealed together.  

Alvarr's legs shook.  He wished he could lie down under the big gray's strength.  "Move, Laren," he begged.

"As you wish, mage," the leader said raggedly, and slowly began to pump his hips.  As he did, he grazed something deep inside Alvarr. 

The mage squealed and tried to meet Laren's thrusts, but he was pinned under the big stallion's weight.  He just had to stand there; he couldn't control the way Laren's long cock jerked in and out of his twitching hole.

"It's so tight and hot inside you," the leader groaned.  "I never imagined..." 

"Fill me more!"  Alvarr's voice was high and tight, and his member had drawn up close to his belly.  "Faster!"  The slide of another stallion's organ inside him was a pleasure he would never forget.  He couldn't help his own jerky thrusts, first sending his own hard shaft forward into the air, then back to where Laren was stretching and stroking him.  His hole clamped down as a fresh surge of pleasure rushed through him.

"So tight!"  Laren cried.  He pressed more weight on the mage's back as his back legs scrambled to get even closer.  His own power surged and melted, right into the mage.  "I'll give you my seed... it's coming!" He let out a trumpeting neigh, and the flared head of his member grew even bigger.

Inside Alvarr, the motion pressed harder on that place that made him grow hot and restless.  He swayed, trying to get Laren's shaft to move over it.  "Uh," he moaned, "harder, Laren!"

Laren withdrew almost completely and plunged back inside.  

Alvarr shouted.  Laren's mighty shaft swelled and throbbed, stretching him further.  Every movement the stallion made caressed him with heat and Laren's power.

"Take my seed," Laren growled, and he shoved in as deep as he could.  His member sent the first spurt of his potent gift to his mate.

Alvarr's passage was washed in a hot burst of pleasure.  The big stallion's shaft was bathing that place inside him with a jets of liquid that lit Alvarr up on the inside.  ""Nnnnnnn..." he moaned, helpless to the call of Nature.  "Give it to me."  He splayed his back legs and hung his head down, bowed by the weight of sensation.  

Laren pulled out and thrust again, filling him full.

The mage's own member surged, so full it felt like he could burst.  He shifted as tight, hot pleasure built up with each new jet of Laren's seed.

And then, it happened.  Alvarr gasped as his organ's tension unloaded.  Right there on the ground, a volly of his own juices jetted down and splashed the earth.  His hole clamped and released around Laren's girth.  He rocked back and forth between the other stallion's shaft and pumping the air while more of his own seed poured out.

He thought he was crying from the absolute bliss, but he couldn't be sure.  All he could see was the blinding light of his horn as both of them rutted to completion.

Laren didn't get off him immediately.  As though exhausted, the big gray stayed draped over the mage, breathing hard.  Alvarr, too, had no desire to move.  

But Laren's member quickly softened and slipped out.  Then, he slid off Alvarr, with a trail of his own seed.

What just happened? the mage thought.  It was like what happened in the cave when my horn grew, only it felt good.  He bent his head to the ground, unable to look the other stallion in the eye.

"Laren..." he said.  "We mated."  The indescribable joining had left a wake of peace, but Alvarr was uneasy.  Who knows what will happen now?  After the even in the cave, he didn't trust any magical event.

"I didn't know such a thing was possible," the stallion said. 

Alvarr didn't either.  He had never seen stallions touch each other the way Laren had touched him.  He picked his head up, only to see the leader turning away.  "This won't happen again," Laren said, his tone crisp and short.

The mage hadn't expected it to.  He didn't know if he wanted it to, but still, the stallion's rejection carried an unexpected sting.  Laren was treating him the same as ever, as though they had not just shared something extraordinary.  He enjoyed it too, I know he did.  It lasted much longer than the other mating I saw.

But... Laren was right.  It wouldn't happen again.  "No," Alvarr agreed.  Shaking himself all over, he ignored the way more hot seed trickled from his passage.  "I believe I will return to camp."  

He twisted away from the leader and began trotting toward home without a backward look, his horn lighting the way.

Magical horse shifter sex was hard to write!  Any requests for next time?  What do you think will/should happen?  Let me know in the comments - I had an outline but have really gone off the script, so anything can happen now.