StudLoads: Adam Snow, Harrison Todd, Kyle Harper, & Nico Coopa
In the new session from StudLoads we have an interesting combination: Adam Snow is a stallion, and Nico Coopa, Kyle Harper, and Harrison Todd are mares. Interestingly, Nico, who was a versatile top until recently, is increasingly finding himself in the role of bottom. Apparently, he has changed his preferences recently.
Nico’s cock twitches defiantly as Adam Snow circles him, the riding crop smacking his asscheek hard enough to leave a welt. “Proud little mare, aren’t you?” Snow sneers, yanking Nico’s head back by the hair to shove two fingers down his throat. Nico gags, spit dripping, but arches his back to show off his hole, pinked and prepped, yet Snow doesn’t reward him. Instead, he drags Nico to the edge of the breeding bench, spreading him wide for the stable’s hungriest stallion. The first cock slams in dry, Nico’s scream muffled by Snow’s boot pressing his face into the leather.
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Harrison trembles as oil is poured over his pale thighs, pooling in the cleft of his ass. Snow’s thumb works him open lazily, chuckling at the shaky whimpers. “Think you’re not good enough? Let’s test that.” He signals a duo of burly handlers to pin Harrison facedown, their cocks rutting against his cheeks until he’s sobbing. When Snow finally rams into him, Harrison’s ripped cry echoes, “It’s too much!”, but the studs only fuck him harder, his disbelief fueling their brutality.
Kyle’s assessment is quieter, deadlier. Spread-eagled on the dungeon’s stainless steel table, he bites his lip raw as Snow toys with his prostate, electric wands humming against his nipples. “Beg.” Kyle shakes his head, but when Snow flicks the vibration higher, his resolve snaps. “Please, breed me!” The words barely leave his mouth before Snow’s fist twists his cock, filling him in one thrust. Kyle’s legs jerk as he’s pumped full, his quiet hunger morphing into slutty, broken howls.
By dusk, all three drip with sweat and seed, throats raw from gagging. Snow examines their ravaged holes under stark lights, smirk widening. “Breeding night’s just beginning. Hope you filthy mares can handle a herd.”
