When Zack was behind the closed doors of today's shooting, he saw that his comrade would prove to be a nice challenge. He was going to work with John, a wonderfully cheerful Arabian Painted horse. Zack let his eyes wander over every muscular inch of his co-worker's body.

     John was beautifully patterned, with splashes of white, black and brown, and these splotches made him look like a living canvas for a modern painting. Zack liked John a lot, and this was their first shoot together, thanks to the boss. Of course, the sheer size of John's soldier amazed Zack. John hardly got any filming time in, because everyone was afraid and intimidated by his 17 inch long, 3 1/2 inch wide cock.

     John looked at Zack and smiled. "Well, Zack, my man. What do you think?"

     "I like it. You, my equine friend, should be a nice challenge, for a good change of pace."

     "Well, I'm glad to hear that. Think you can handle the ride?"

     "Of course! If anything, I'm eager to try this baby out," Zack stated as he walked over to his friend, and started to caress his flaccid member.

     John relaxed, after his initial tensing from this unexpected feeling. John didn't want Zack to know that he was a fan of his, as well as a lot of his gay friends. He really enjoyed an actor of Zack's fame and calibre fluffing him up before the shoot. He was so into it, that he didn't even notice that the directors had come in to prepare for the shoot.

     Zack, however, noticed who the directors were today. They had to have two on these shoots, mainly for health reasons. They coincidentally (although Zack doubted it was just a coincidence) were: the boss and Holly. Zack's face brightened with a huge smile as he was greeted by the two.

     "Hello, Zack. Hi, John. Well, I can see you're both ready," the boss said with a wry grin. "I wonder who's responsible for THAT?"

     Zack couldn't help but roll his eyes and blush a bit. "So, Holly, I see you're in on this, too, huh?"

     "Damn right. I get to work with you so often, now I want to see you in action without me. Besides, you know I like male-on-male action." They all chuckled a bit at this obvious fact.

     "Well, gentlemen. Let's get this going, okay? PLACES, EVERYBODY! LIGHTS! CAMERAS! 3, 2, 1, and... ACTION!"

     Zack and John loved working in these movies: no story, no plot, no set lines, just an all-out sex bonanza. They could do anything they wanted, however they wanted and say absolutely anything that came to their minds. Zack was the first to speak, as he was peeling off John's shirt: "Wow, man. You have such a great body. How do you keep in such great shape?"

     "Thanks. I get a lot of exercise, especially at work." They both laughed at this comment. "Zack, you have such gentle hands. All this foreplay is really affecting me, which is something I never expected."

     Zack's hands were working their way all over John's body, paying close attention to his crotch, tail base and ass. "Every fucking inch of you is pure, lean muscle. I still don't see how you keep in shape like this."

     "Want me to show you how? Let's get all these pesky clothes off, first." They both peeled off each layer, except the fact that Zack kept his fishnet stockings on. Zack loved dressing up as the feminine submissive in these movies.

TO BE CONTINUED...