Tony and Roger broke their long slow kiss looking into each other's eyes. "I love you stud" Tony said to Roger as he reached down and stroked the breeder's cock playfully.
"I love you too filly, I'll always be yours Tony", Roger enfolded Tony in his massive arms and bent over him. Their muzzles kissed as their tongues entwined.
"As adorable as this is", Max began, "how would you like to see your upgraded stall?"
The two ponies broke the kiss. Tony turned to his master, "Upgraded?" A big grin slowly spread across Tony's face. "Please lead on my favorite, most beloved master."
Max mocked choked on the excessive equine flattery then winked at his brother. "Cummon you devious horses." Max led the pair to the back of the barn where Tony's reserved stall was located. Tony's eyes almost popped out of his head.
The scavenged bunkhouse furniture was gone, but the stall was far from empty. In the center was what looked like a heavy duty sectional for two large ponies. Next to it was a standard recliner which Max informed them was the master's chair, reserved for him on video game nights as you two are permanently house banned now. There was of course an entertainment center with gaming system and television. Tony's PC occupied a large desk in the corner with a very oversized office chair. On the back wall was a huge bed covered in synthetic hide for durability and easy cleaning. There were horse blankets draped on it. In another corner was a strange looking device which the ponies quickly recognized from the hospital....it was a milking machine for equine cocks.
Tony stood speechless for a minute before he spoke. "It's beautiful. I love you master." Tony surprised Max by hugging him and picking him up off the ground. Roger joined in the hug.
"This is...nice guys...but....I can't breathe!" Max complained.
Tony quickly put him down and ruffled Max's hair. "Sorry I forgot humans are fragile." It then donned on him what he just said. Tony really didn't consider himself human anymore, and was totally happy about it.
Tony and Max clopped into their stall and cuddled on the sectional. "Now there is just one thing left to handle while Roger and I can still be imprinted. You, master Max, need to imprint on us."
Max shook his head. "You guys are my brother and best friend. I see no reason why that would even be necessary."
"Don't get me wrong brother....master. You are those things and Roger and I both love and respect you. The issue is our equine sides don't, yet. It needs to be instinctive to be real for us.
Liz the trainer was nearby in the barn and overheard the conversation. "The racer is right sir. The master bond is very important in training. At times only the master get's listened to. Horses, as you may have noticed, are by nature high strung and stubborn. Sometimes only the master can get through to them. You really do need to bond with them."
"That's right", Tony quickly added, "we need your scent imprinted on our pony brains. That way your presence is calming and reassuring. You may have noticed our emotions are much stronger now. This will help."
Max looked to Liz who simply nodded in agreement. "You'll have to do this with all your ponies."
Max groaned. Since he wasn't going to use the ponies for anything sexual, Max hadn't thought this necessary. He sighed resignedly. "Is it really necessary to get naked with them?"
Tony chuckled as Liz answered. "You see the large nostrils both of these boys have? Scent is now huge for them, almost more than sight. The best way to imprint is to spend at least 8 hours naked in close contact with them."
Max sighed resignedly as he began stripping in the stall, placing his cloths in the master's recliner. He ended up seated on the pony sectional with a horse on each side leaning against him, naked, playing video games. After a while Max began to figure out that the nuzzles and affection from the ponies might just be attempts to throw him off his game. The competition and imprinting ended up lasting into the evening. As usual, Tony mopped the floor with Roger and Max.