Give me ur levels boi, they do nothin but I want 'em. Stop getting more than me. This is why I write horse fanfiction of everyone .

Trey is CяѦɎ

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And then the horse came in his ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.

Trey walked out of his home onto the frigid earth; clad in winter boots and a heavy jacket, but still not enough to hide his still ever present morning wood. He knows it won't die until he's unleashed the raging beef bong upon the mighty prized clydesdale steed he loves. Today is the day. His ranch hands are off for the winter, leaving him alone with his girthy horse free of the prosecuting eyes of the world. He grabbed a brush and a stool as usual and marched into the stables. He kept his eyes locked on the stable door as he approached an passed the others. He heard the great beast call for him just a stall before he had arrived, sending an erotic shiver trailing through his spine. He pushed open the door an marveled at the exotic visage of his equine. Upon scanning his friend his eyes quickly locked upon a large object hanging from him. It was now apparent that he wasn't the only one that was ......................... "hung like a horse". To Be Continued

out of his ♥♥♥♥