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Akande/Hanzo – centaurs Akande and Hanzo; breeding; impregnation - watching a pony get fucked by such a massive stallion is a spectacle even on the farm.

 

The breeding is a routine process on the farm, nothing that usually garners any raised brows or excitement; but when it is time to let Akande on Hanzo, there are quite a few spectators gathering at the fence.

It is a mix of morbid curiosity and latent arousal that has them watch, and they all know it; there’s barely a word exchanged as the stable hand proceeds to generously lube the little stallion’s hole while Hanzo dances nervously on the spot, his face set in stubborn pride and determination even though he studiously does not look at any of the humans.

Akande is already out on the field, leisurely strolling around the single tree there. He looks magnificent in the warm sunlight; huge and powerful, the dark coat glossy and even darker eyes ruthlessly intelligent as he waits for his partner.

They rarely have the top stallion out before his bride-to-be, but Akande is a force to be reckoned with, and everything they do has to happen in careful negotiation with the big centaur.

He is patient, at the very least; even when the stable hand finally lets go of the shackles binding Hanzo’s arms behind his back, and steps back to let the little stallion carefully canter out into the field.

His ears are a bright brick red that extends to his high, regal cheek bones. He is a stubborn son of a bitch – usually – but the audience makes him uncharacteristically shy. Or maybe it is the huge stallion that is now galloping towards him, his huge hoofs making the ground gently shake.

A few men around the fence start murmuring and shifting nervously. The stable hand had been generous in slicking Hanzo up, the proof is glistening beneath the tail that’s nervously shifting left to right, but Hanzo is still just a pony and Akande is huge…

Hanzo looks spooked; like he wants to deny the stallion – though how that would go was anybody’s guess – but Akande is a charmer first and foremost, and when he’s with the pony, he reaches for him and strokes the backs of his fingers along his cheek.

His lips move, talking in their own, lilting tongue, and the rigid set of Hanzo’s shoulders loosens somewhat.

In the end, the little stallion does, indeed, present. He turns around, showing Akande the dappled curve of his rump, and even helpfully lifts the grey-black tail to the side. Showing off the glistening hole underneath.

When Akande mounts up, the men at the fence collectively hold their breath. Hanzo cries out, nervously trying to dance away when the huge cock knocks, but in the end he mostly has to fight to stand upright beneath the impossible weight, his legs akimbo as his knees and elbows shake.

Akande is hugging him from behind, murmuring soothingly as his hips hunch and he fucks into the little pony. His front legs are mimicking the embrace, curled around Hanzo’s front legs to keep him in place as he ruts forward with a few harsh, powerful thrusts that have the small stallion cry out again and again, his hole stretched impossibly wide around the fat horse cock.

There’s no way the breeding won’t take; Akande’s cock just has to kiss up right to the place he needs to pump full. Still, he does not look like he’ll be happy with just one round; he seems to be quite enamored with the little stallion he’s got pulled onto his dick.