Meet Me on the Football Field 2

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 For the past three hours, Eliah was treated to the tantalizing sight of the football team practicing out on the field. Full contact in the midst of September had the powerful athletes soaked in sweat, musk, and even a little blood. They were ferocious and determined to complete their goals, the burly offensive line holding back the equally large defensive line while receivers pursued by safeties rushed for Jordan's pass.
 
  The husky was out here every day after his last classes let out. It was the only time that he could really sit back and enjoy the show without being in the midst of it himself. Though when that was the case there was always a lot less football gear but an equal amount of full contact.   
 
  Where he was in the empty stands, no one could see him from that far down. Even the other students who were also hanging out in the stands to watch the practice couldn't see where he was, so he thought to afford himself some fun.   
 
  The tight fitting jeans that he wore slipped down his thighs, along with a comfortable pair of white panties that he had grown fond of wearing. He dared not expose himself much farther in case he had to hastily recover.   
 
  His cock had been aching for a while, straining hard against the front of his constricting clothing all day. This was the day right before an important game, after all, which meant that the team would need its good luck ritual if they were hoping to win. Eliah had been thinking about it all day and it was frankly exhausting not to break out in masturbation out in the open, damned who might see. Luckily he had good enough composure to not succumb to such an urge. But now that he was alone up as high as he could be in the rafters, nothing was stopping him.   
 
  His bright red cock stuck in the air like it was trying to signal a plane from the ground. In the waning sun of the afternoon it glistened with a sheen of precum. It was so sensitive that he couldn't help but gasp upon finally touching it with her bare paw. He gripped it firmly and began working it form base to tip at a moderate pace.   
 
  Eliah's eyes scanned the football field again and saw that instead of the players running drills they were all huddled in a group, each taking a knee while the coaches addressed them. He tilted his head and perked an ear to try and catch some of what was being said but he was simply too far away. Curious, every player stood up and once and began to exit the field.   
 
  The husky quirked a brow and quickly dug his phone form his pocket and checked the time. It was only seven o clock, practice should have been going on for another hour. He began to wonder why this was, but he then came to realize that this meant he was robbed of his entertainment.   
 
  “Fuck me,” he sighed under his breath and looked down at his cock. He wanted to keep pumping but he knew nothing much would come of it. “Just my luck.”   
 
  Eliah pulled up his pants and underwear and stuffed his member back inside before turning around to meet up with Jordan. What was supposed to be rows of empty bleachers was suddenly occupied by two towering stallions that now stood in the husky's way.   
 
  The sudden appearance of the two startled the much smaller canine. Eliah hopped back only half a step but was enough to catch the back of his knee on the bench and send him tumbling backwards. He'd have fallen end over end down towards the field had one of the studs not caught him by a windmilling arm and hauled him back up to a more stable position.   
 
  “Th-thanks,” Eliah squeaked out as he settled back to stable ground and let go. He looked up to the new comers and recognized them right away as the Burlow brothers. Though they weren't related by blood, they coincidentally had the same last name, were both thoroughbreds, and did nearly everything together. It was a rare thing to see one without the other, so when one became the star linebacker for the team the other soon followed.   
 
  “Hope you don't mind us interrupting,” the brother known as Edd spoke up. He was slightly taller than the other and distinct in his chestnut color. “Practice got out early so Jordan told us to come up here to keep you company. We hope you don't mind.”   
 
  “Oh, not at all. Why did practice get out early?” Eliah asked.   
 
  “A lot of the players have important tests tomorrow, so they need to go home and study,” the other brother said, known as Tim who was deep ebony in color and the more muscular of the two, though not by much. “That's actually why Jordan won't be coming up to officiate tonight's ritual.”   
 
  Heat immediately rushed to the husky's cheeks as he listened and his mouth felt like it was watering. “I see,” he whispered under his breath. “Who will be?”   
 
  “Us, of course,” Tim continued with a shrug and grin.   
 
  It was just as the husky had suspected and he could hardly contain himself. Right when he thought his blue balls couldn't get worse he found that they were going to get relieved in the most amazing way possible.   
 
  “God, that sounds amazing,” Eliah barked while his curled tail began flicking all around. He was practically shaking with anticipation, like a pup on Christmas morning. “Where do you guys wanna go?”   
 
  “Go?” Edd chuckled. “We're staying right here.”   
 
  “Here?” Eliah mimicked. “Out in the open like this?”
 
  “Who's gunna see?” Tim replied. The husky tilted his head and then turned around to glance at the field and surrounding bleachers. Everyone was gone, even the other students who had come to enjoy the practice had left.   
 
  “O-oh...” Eliah mumbled with realization and was suddenly seized form behind and lifted into the air. He yipped out and laughed as he was drawn farther up in the stands by Edd, who had a firm arm wrapped around the dog's midsection. Never to subtle, where they? Eliah commented to himself.   
 
  While the spot they had been at was mostly concealed, going higher in the stands allowed them even more privacy. When the two studs thought they were at a good enough level and where their own arousal couldn't keep them from turning on the husky, they let Eliah down and attacked.   
 
  The husky was used to being manhandled. He came to find that helping his dominant partners take off his clothes actually took away from their experience, so he went limp and just enjoyed the sensation of strong hands pulling off every fabric he had on.   
 
  Once he was naked down to his feet, the horses relieved themselves of clothes as well. Their cocks hung at mid thigh in a rubbery hard state. They were as thick as the dog's wrist and quickly filling with blood from what he could see.   
 
  The husky was laid across the length of a bench seat while Edd took up the spot between his legs and Tim stood right beside his head. Eliah opened his mouth as wide as he could, hardly needing a command as the flat tip neared his mouth. Much like every horse cock he had ever sucked, this one filled his cheeks to the brim and pressed against the back of his throat right away.   
 
  A pleasured nicker escaped the chestnut stallion as the husky's tongue got right to work. It swirled around the wide crown and slathered the sides in as much saliva as he could manage. The unmistakable sensation of the equine meat swelling between his lips had the dog working his head back and forth, though from his lying position it was harder then he had liked.   
 
  By this point, Edd had lifted the dog's legs to rest on his hips and was pumping over his own cock to get it firm enough to use. He would playfully smack his growing pyre against Eliah's much smaller sheath and balls, which always elicited a yip and squirm. Receiving any attention at all had caused the small dog cock to begin peaking out from its furry home, which seemed to amuse the horse quite a bit. He chuckled every time he would tap his rod against it and get another reaction.   
 
  “Good thing you're a bottom bitch, because there's no way you could satisfy anyone with this little thing,” Edd commented as he angled his girth down to rest beside the husky's. “It's barely a third the size. Kinda cute, actually.”   
 
  “Stop playing with your food, dude, I don't wanna be here any longer than we have to be,” Tim grunted as he shifted himself down into a squatting stance. It allowed him to angle his cock in a way that could give him better access to Eliah's throat, which he took advantage of by pushing more of his thick inches into.   
 
  Edd rolled his eyes and drew his hips back but only so that he could move his lengthy cock down towards the dog's ass. The tip pressed against the deceptively small pucker and the husky's curled tail began frantically wagging in anticipation. He didn't bother with lube since he knew how accepting Eliah was, and this time was no different.   
 
  The husky's tailhole relaxed and was able to take in the sizable horse meat without any harm. His warm insides clung to the throbbing equine shaft, the submissive male's body greeted the invading organ with eager fervor.   
 
  Eliah tried to moan but the fat cock in his mouth muffled it considerably. Edd's nicker of pleasure spoke for them both, however, as he sank every inch that he had into the other's body. He didn't stop until his heavy balls pressed against the other's backside and barely any of that strong dick was left out. He hadn't even begun to move and it was like he dog's body was naturally milking him.   
 
  “What a fucking slut,” Edd chuckled and gripped the dog by the hips in a powerful grasp and began to pump his hips. It was a slow motion at first, his member only drawing half way out before he began to imbue the motion with more energy.   
 
  “Why is it that you always get first dibs on their ass?” Tim asked with a grunt as he swayed his cock in and out of Eliah's mouth in an equally aggressive pace as his brother.   
 
  “Cause you'd hurt them. Ugfff...Even bottom bitches like this need some romancing in the beginning,” Edd laughed and gave the dog a firm smack on the ass. A muffled yip barely escaped around the pumping sixteen inches of meat that was making its way farther and farther down his throat with every movement.   
 
  “That's bullshit, I'm plenty gentle enough of a lover,” Tim huffed back and grunted as he leaned over the husky's head and set a hand against his throat. Every time he would push his cock in there came the distinct bulge of the other's throat swelling. There even came a distinctive “Gack!” sound every time he would push in.   
 
  “Tch, as if. You better let up or you'll make him pass out like all the others,” Edd noted as he glanced down at Eliah's face. The husky's head was angled in such an odd way that he was starting to have trouble breathing. But then again it was all black, as his face was being assaulted by Tim's glorious sack, and what little air he was able to breath in was filled with musk.   
 
  Normally the husky could time his breaths well enough while he was getting his mouth fucked but horses always had to make things more difficult. Not that anyone would have ever heard him complain, if he died from getting his throat ravished then it probably wouldn't have been too surprising to anyone that knew him. It'd also have been the way he'd have preferred to go out, anyway.   
 
  “You're taking too long,” Tim commented with a bit of an irritated tone.   
 
  Instead of saying anything back, Edd instead responded with picking up the pace. His cock pulled out almost to the point of pulling free before every last inch slammed back inside. It made a satisfying smack and the dog's entire form jostled from the impact.   
 
  The chestnut stallion huffed as he become more enthralled with the feeling of his cock getting milked by Eliah's expert throat. He swayed his hips at a more appreciative pace, seeming to care more about staying hard then he was getting off inside of the husky's mouth.   
 
  Low huffs and grunting nickers were the only sounds that the studs made as they used the submissive dog's body as they saw fit. Despite not making much more noise than slight whimpers, Eliah was in heaven. His asshole sang with the euphoric sensation of being stretched and his mind swam in a murky high from a lack of oxygen. Curiously, Tim seemed to know the dog's limits as he never allowed his cock to stay in long enough to make him pass out.   
 
  Minutes ticked by of their fun and the sky began to slowly shift towards a more violet color. Tim had been watching his brother with narrowed eyes. While he had been enjoying the husky's throat quite a lot, he was waiting his turn to fuck that cute little ass. Even though Edd was working his hips back and forth at an intense pace, there came no sign that he was about to cum. And just the fact that Tim was getting sloppy seconds was enough to make him grind his teeth in silent anger.   
 
  “All right, that's it!” Tim suddenly snapped. “It's my turn, switch places with me!”
 
  Edd was broken from his euphoric reverie and blinked stupidly at the other stud as the words slowly sank through his pleasure addled mind. “Oh come on, it was just getting good over here,” the black horse retorted.   
 
  “I don't care, I'm tired of going second and using your cum as lube. Switch. With. Me!” Tim grumbled back and pulled his cock free of the husky's mouth. It was coated in a thick, glistening layer of precum mixed with spit. The same concoction ran down Eliah's face as he lied there panting hard with unfocused eyes and a gaped mouth.   
 
  “But, we always do it like this, what's wrong with it now?” Edd asked. All the while they spoke he had hardly slowed his pace or eased up on the strength from every thrust.   
 
  “I'm tired of doing the same shit over and over again. And right now, I don't want to go second. You owe me that at least for all the times I've kept my silence until now,” Tim went on, waving his hand around to emphasize his point.   
 
  Edd fell into silence for a moment, and this time he did halt his motions. He held a thoughtful expression on his face, as if he were rubbing together the last two brain cells that he had, of whom were the lone survivors of his burgeoning career in slamming into other equally muscular football players.   
 
  “All right, I propose a compromise,” Edd finally said after a while. Before Tim could ask, the powerful, ebony stud grabbed hold of Eliah by the sides and lifted him from the bench. The small husky was limp in the other's grasp, practically a rag doll as he was re-situated on Edd's lap.   
 
  Eliah now found himself facing towards Tim, his butt nestled into the crook of the black horse's lap in a reverse cowgirl position. Edd had since sat down on the bench and straddled it while keeping the husky aloft with a hand holding each of the dog's legs by the knee.   
 
  “How about we both fuck him at the same time?” Edd offered with a proud smile.   
 
  “Together?” Tim mimicked. The idea had never even entered the horse's mind before, and while he first thought it might be a bit strange to rub his dick against Edd's the idea wasn't completely repulsive to him.   
 
  “W-wait, what?” Eliah piped up as the gravity of the situation seemed to suddenly dawn on him. “You both can't fuck me at the same time! That's way too much!” he whined.   
 
  “Excuse me, who the fuck do you think you are?” Edd grumbled angrily down at the husky. “Your job is to shut up and be a good cum dump for us. The only reason we're using you and not a fleshlight is because you're a bit warmer and we have to complete this stupid ritual.”   
 
  The momentary outburst from the dog was the final straw that decided it for Tim and a wide grin made its way across his face. “Sorry, Eliah, but you aren't in a place to make any demands. So I think I will take you up on that idea, Edd,” he chuckled.   
 
  Edd matched his brother's grin and suddenly yanked on the dog's legs to pull them farther apart. He also leaned back more to make Eliah lie back against the powerful stud's broad chest, doing all he could to give the other an easier point of access.   
 
  “Wait, stop!” Eliah yelped and looked at the approaching cock with real concern. “You'll tear me in half! Fuck, what's the safe word?” he cried out but all of his words fell on deaf ears. There was no negotiating his way out of this. He just had to hope his many years of getting fucked by horses and used as a stress relief toy by the plethora of other species in the college had prepared his body for this sort of thing.   
 
  Tim's cock tip pushed against the husky's stretched tailhole right above his brother's. The pressure grew rapidly from one of intense pleasure to immense pain.   
 
  Eliah groaned hard and grit his teeth as tightly as he could while he tried to remain as relaxed as he possibly could. To his surprise, progress was made and with a sudden release of pressure, Tim's fat girth slipped past his ring.   
 
  “Ugh, fuck,” the husky sighed after realizing he had been holding his breath. The second horse cock advanced inside of him, stretching his pucker far beyond what he thought he was capable of. His stomach was greatly distended by now, though he realized that the precum from Edd's member had done an incredible job of lubing his insides up for this particular stunt.   
 
  “See? You're doing just fine,” Tim moaned under his breath as he settled his hips fully against the husky's.   
 
  “God damn, he's really tight now,” Edd chuckled. “I wonder why?”   
 
  “Better enjoy it while you can, no way he's going to be tight after this,” Tim remarked and began to slowly move his hips back and forth. Edd mimicked the motion.
 
  Eliah might as well have been a sex doll for all the equine cared. It was probably better that he wasn't, no way that any plastic or latex toy would be able to handle this much abuse. And to the credit of his body, he adjusted very well the the massive insertion and the throbbing pain was pushed away and replaced with uncomfortable pleasure.   
 
  “I-I c-can't b-believe th-this i-is h-happening,” Eliah moaned out as the brothers' movements grew faster and more powerful. Edd's hands held the husky by the ass to keep him aloft on his lap and Tim held the dog's legs by the ankles to keep them spread far out to the sides. Their cocks slid in and out at different paces, given the odd angles of their entry.   
 
  Tim was able to rut his hips in rapid, short motions that had him pulling half way out. Edd was able to saw his hips in full swings, drawing back to the point of almost popping free. The husky could feel every inch of their impressive sizes scraping his insides and coating them in their mixture of precum.   
 
  The small canine's body was getting so hot from the interaction that he began panting hard. His tongue lolled from the side of his mouth and he gulped air like he was in the middle of running a marathon. Even though he barely had to do any work, intense fatigue was already beginning to set in.   
 
  The wet slurping of their members easing in and out mingled with the rigorous clap of their bodies coming together. The dual assault on the dog's prostate had his cock throbbing hard and smacking against his bulging stomach and leaving lines of his own precum there.   
 
  The relentless assault continued like that for several more minutes and the studs didn't seem like they were anywhere near tiring out. Eliah wondered if they might fuck him like this all night long and he tried to remember the last time he had endured a marathon of horses that lasted from evening to dawn. Was it a house party or a fraternity event? He asked himself. He could barely remember with his mind under the assault of pleasure at the moment.   
 
  The thunderous bucks from the studs had pounded out a consistent pace, and so it was quite jarring when it began to change. It started with Edd first. His long thrusts suddenly hitched while he would push in and his guttural groans became louder. It dawned on the husky as to what was happening when the the ebony stallion spoke.   
 
  “Fuck, I'm gunna cum,” he whinnied and shook his head.   
 
  That was enough to startle Eliah into full awareness. He looked behind him as best he could to see the mask of contorted pleasure that had been etched of Edd's visage. The release came quickly after that, and the loud braying moan was right in the dog's ear.   
 
  The flood of stallion cum rushed deep into Eliah's stomach and with it came warmth that reached his every extremity. Edd never stopped pumping his hips, even as long gouts of his seed coated his brother's dick and every inch of the submissive male's insides.   
 
  With the powerful climax came the flared end of Edd's girth. It made the husky feel even more full than before as it seemed to expand with the purpose of keeping him stretched as far as possible. With every motion there was a substantial glob followed by spurts and strings, but as time wore on they too petered out to a dribble.   
 
  Eliah supposed that even star athletes had an energy reserve and Edd had worked himself to an empty tank, both literally and figuratively. Interestingly, of the brothers it seemed as though Tim held the greater endurance, but not by much. The ebony stud had stopped moving since emptying his balls inside of the willing canine, so it was time for the other horse to take some initiative.   
 
  Tim went from holding onto Eliah by the ankles to leaning in and suddenly grasping him around his mid section. The dog's legs draped over the other's hips and he found himself suddenly lifted into the air. Without much preparation, Edd's cock, of which had deflated to a rubbery state, pulled out with more ease than he expected. With it came a torrent of spent jizz that splattered the bench, ground, and even Tim.   
 
  The chestnut stud either didn't notice or care. What he did instead was hug the dog close to his chest with a powerful grip that was most often used to tackle players trying to run the football. While Eliah's hole was much more loose now with only one horse cock inside of it, that didn't keep Tim from enjoying what elasticity remained.   
 
  He began to thrust up as vigorously as before but this time the dog would come down on the throbbing pole with as much force as gravity could impart on his small frame. The constraints of the awkward positioning were no more and he could give it his all, one thunderous buck at a time that had fresh bliss rushing through both of their bodies.   
 
  Eliah's cock now sandwiched between them, rubbed against Tim's powerful abdominal muscles. Given the pounding that his prostate had been taking it was no surprise that he was immediately on the edge of his own climax, and he didn't seem to be alone.   
 
  Much like his brother, Tim's face contorted into something that some might have mistaken for pain. His jaw clenched, his eyes screwed tightly shut and his head dipped down. The only thing that showed that he was enjoying himself were the huffing moans the still escaped with every breath.   
 
  “Fuck!” Tim roared abruptly and slammed every inch of his cock into Eliah's ass. The powerful motion made the dog yelp and cum, which he hadn't quite expected to happen without the help of his paws. Rare was it that he could orgasm without touching himself.   
 
  The familiar warmth pierced deep into the canine's belly and spread through every fiber of his being. The pumping still continued albeit at choppier motions that weren't nearly as smooth as before. But each one had a new spurt of horse seed filling him and a new rope of his own cum painting Tim's belly.   
 
  It was maybe another minute of the horse's orgasm running its course before the chestnut stud let his body relax. The cock flopped free of Eliah's gaped hole and with it added a torrent of even more horse jizz to the mess that had already been made among the stands. Tim's arms relaxed next and the husky flopped back down against the length of the bench. He almost fell off if not for his paws quickly snapping out and grabbing the sides. His legs were all but useless as they were just now getting blood back in them. It'd be another few minutes before he would be able to stand back up.
 
  “Y-y-you ruined me...” Eliah said between heavy pants. He looked down at himself, seeing his own cum covered cock and the insides of his thighs that were splattered with horse musk.   
 
  “Nah, you're fine,” Edd laughed. He had since gotten up from the bench and joined his brother as they went about trying to clean themselves up. They remarked merrily to each other about the husky's place as a sex toy while they drew on their soiled clothes. It seemed like they intended to shower in the locker room before heading home, and Eliah thought that was a good idea as well.   
 
  Before the two turned to walk away, the husky quickly spoke up. “W-wait. I need to shower too...” His weak voice had caught the brothers' attention and they turned back to regard the still leaking dog with amusement. They shared a brief look of contemplation, then Tim shrugged and walked back over to the husky.   
 
  “I suppose we can at least help you get to the locker room. No guarantee you'll get a shower though,” Tim said as he offered his hand to the smaller male. Eliah looked at the invitation and mulled the words over in his head.   
 
  In the end, he reached out to take hold of the outstretched hand and was pulled to his feet. He was barely allowed fifteen seconds to pull on any of his clothes before he was roughly yanked forward and guided to the locker rooms. All the while the three walked, he couldn't help but be a bit concerned about Tim's words. Did he mean they were going to have another go or was there someone else in there that he was going to find himself offered to?