While Tony and Roger were breaking in Tony's new stall, Max spent a few hours talking with the realtor and signing final papers to close the transaction in the dining room of the main house. The parents were distracted prowling through all the various rooms of the home. Max hoped that would keep them distracted for several hours.
"So Mr. Anderson, are your parents going to be moving in as well?"
Max shook his head. "No, They have always liked to look at model homes and homes for sale. I'm sure they are having fun, but no. My intent is to make this a working ranch again for race horses and pony boys. My parents have no interest in that. I expect you'll be able to help them find their own place soon."
"That's good to hear. With these papers signed now, it's possible we could close and you could occupy the property officially tomorrow. I'll drive these over to escrow and see if we can close things out today."
"That would be wonderful, Thanks for all your help Mrs. Welby." With that Max shook her hand, and the realtor departed. Her drive off the property was uneventful, except for the naked pony boy sprinting on the training track. There he was, chestnut mane and tail flying behind him. Sweat glistening on his tan skin. Massive errection bobbing up and down as he ran. Mrs. Welby nearly crashed her car.
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Tony and Roger did indeed break in Tony's new stall, and the couch would need serious cleaning after Tony shot his load indiscriminately, but Roger had fucked him twice now. It turned out hay bales were about the right height for many fun sexual activities. Tony wondered if this counted as the second date.
Following their romp in the stall, Tony wanted a crack at the training track. He had never even seen a horse track before, let alone run on one. Supposedly this was what he was being modified to do, he wanted to turn his body loose.
Roger, now clad only in shoes and an old pair of Tony's shorts leaned on the rail and yelled, "Go!" to start him off.
Tony sprinted from a standing start and got up to speed quickly. With very little effort he felt like he was running faster than he ever had before. His cock was bouncing up and down against his abs, and if anything encouraging him to go faster. It felt great to run like this. The sound of crunching gravel and squealing tires was a slight distraction. What the hell was a car doing here anyways?
Roger watched his friend run. He was beautiful. He caught himself thinking, "He's quite the animal." In truth, he was.
Tony finished his lap and was breathing hard and glistening with sweat when he trotted over to Roger. "How did that look?"
"Like I'm any judge of pony performance", Roger replied. "You looked fast though. You looked faster than any of the guys on the old track team."
"Good. I was hoping all this bodily manipulation actually produced some performance boost, otherwise it's all about sexual fetishes. Seems like it really does make real changes. Don't get me wrong, the sex is amazing, but I want to feel the wind in my mane." Tony's breathing had already slowed, but sweat still glistened all over his naked body.
"We should have brought a towel." Roger commented.
"Nah" replied Tony. "Turn a hose on me for 30 seconds and I'm good." They ended up doing exactly that before heading back into the barn. Tony noticed he smelled not unlike the former occupants of the building himself. That made him smile.
After cleaning off the couch the friends sat back down. "So what's on your mind Roger? You said we needed to talk."
Roger had a look of grim resolve on his face. "Yes. You remember I said I love you."
"Yes", replied Tony. "The feeling's mutual."
"Well, I've decided I want to spend my life with you, including the pony experience. I'm going to give myself to Max as his second pony. That way we can always be together."
"Roger, dude, are you really sure about this? When I first did it I had illusions about going back if I didn't like it. The truth is I'm not sure how real those back-out options really are."
"I'm sure. I'm very sure. I have no life worth living at home. Not sure there is anything worth going back to. Between my brother who makes me miserable, and the parents that don't care....I'd much rather spend my life in a paddock with you." With that Roger embraced Tony and kissed him. Tony responded in kind.
"Have you talked with Max about this?"
"Not in so many words, but I'm pretty sure he knows. We talked about a lot of things yesterday, and the stuff going on at home. Frankly I don't care if I go back there, or see any of them again." And previously Tony thought his life was boring and sucked. This put things in perspective for him. "Max already offered to let me move in and work here."
Tony thought about what it would be like to have a friend to share all these experiences with. Someone who loved and understood him. There was no way he was going to say no to Roger. He would just have to extend his personal protections to him before the pony process started. "I love you Roger, and I would be honored to share a stall with you." The friends kissed once more.