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Unaltered Males

Drasayer

Published: Jul 30, 2019

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Surrey Show-Jumping Event

Featuring:
Horse: NRR Dapur Pabbi
Rider: Christopher Burton
Class Entered: Show Jumping - Intermediate Level
Placed: First and Grand Champion
Surrey Show-Jumping Event -RESULTS-

"Chris...your grey stud. The Hanoverian…" Dave started. Much like Chris's other horses he didn't approve of, he didn't call them by their names. He didn't want to acknowledge their existence in the barn and certainly not under his son's ownership.
"Pabbi," Chris said flatly, finishing a text on his phone.
"Please don't call him that…" Dave frowned. He named his horses terrible Icelandic names just to get at Dave, he was convinced. This one translated closely to 'sad dad' so to call him 'daddy' was just...weird and uncomfortable to Dave. And Chris knew it.
"Then call him Dapur," Chris shrugged.
Dave sighed, looking at the boy. He was too attached to that phone. He hardly ever looked away from it. It wasn't like he could take it away. He did a lot of his schooling through that thing. And it wasn't the point he wanted to address anyway. "Yes...him. The staff have been telling me that he's been causing quite the turmoil, escaping his paddock and running amuck."
True, his fiery nature made him hard on the handlers. He was a stallion inside and out. Proud of himself and no simple paddock fence was going to hold him in. Many times they had caught him hauling ass to the mare barn or tormenting another stallion by flagging outside of their paddock. It was getting dangerous and a nuisance in all honesty.
Chris shrugged, "Then don't turn him out." It really wasn't his problem. That was the staff and manager's call on what they needed to do.
Dave sighed, "I don't think you understand the difference with working with stallions…"
Chris glanced up from his phone, giving Dave an incredulous look. He had ridden several stallions. He had three in his name already. How could he not know how to work with them?
Dave cleared his throat. This was it. The moment all parents dreaded. He always wondered when it would happen and now was as good a time as any when explaining why his horse was such a nutcase. "Chris, stallions, like us men, have certain...needs…"
Chris's hair stood on end, his eyes darted down the aisle way. No. No, he was not doing this. He was not doing this right now in regards to a hormonal stud. No. No! No! Fuck no! This was the day every child dreaded! He swiftly straightened up and pocketed his phone, "Dad, don't-"
"Look, it's perfectly normal that an unaltered male-"
"Dad, stop, I'm aware." Chris was edging his way out of there. This is not what he wanted. He didn't want this, oh god, he wanted to be anywhere but there.
"And when those needs become too strong-"
Chris felt his stomach drop, grimacing, "I know! Please, shut up! Ugh!" He peeled out of there before he felt any sicker. He had goosebumps on his skin from how uncomfortable he had made him. Did he not think by the time he was fifteen that he didn't already know about sex!? What century was he living in!?
Dave followed after him before hesitating for a moment. He knew it was a weird thing to talk about for the first time but…wait… "What do you mean you already know!?" He stared after his son who darted out of the barn and probably into the next town over… "Chris!? What do you mean you already know!?" He repeated, as the meaning echoed in his mind.
Panic. Dread. Dave's stomach turned to stone. What did he mean!? Could it be...no. No, he was his baby boy. He didn't know. He couldn't! Just last week, he was in diapers. No. HE COULDN'T KNOW.
He never denied having a girlfriend…
Ohgod.
Panic.
"CHRIS!" Dave walked with such gusto, he practically levitated and flung himself after his son.

As the stable figured out how to deal with Dapur's escapades, Chris was learning to deal with his powerhouse mentality in the ring. He started out easy enough. Elegant and powerful. It's what Chris liked about the horse.
And then as the course went on, or really after the first couple of jumps, he turned into a train. He'd lunge forward, pull through Chris's hands and just be a chore to handle! He took everything out of Chris to maneuver him in the tight turns and angles he wanted.
Chris grit his teeth, planted his feet in the stirrups and pulled a hard right, pulling his head around. No need to spur him on, he already had too much momentum going. Stubborn shit.
But once he got the stud steered around and his ears perked up, he always did give a good jump. Clean and clear. An arched over bascule, even knees, tucked fetlocks. A smart look to him. Until he landed and bombed off, his tail in the air, feeling spirited.
All at once, Chris's heart jumped. He was thrown back in the saddle. Not because of the horse. No, he was easy to sit if one stayed on their toes and not so much in the saddle. The hard landing had jarred another feeling. One that sent a sharp pain and tingle up Chris's leg. It was brief. Gone as fast as it had struck.
But it lasted in Chris's mind.
That pain. He knew it from his first growth spurt. Great.
Puberty.
He sighed hard and scowled deep, cranking Dapur's nose around before he ran them both into the arena wall. Dapur snorted and hopped around the corner Chris wanted, arching his neck and coming back to him, looking for the next jump. They both had growing to do. And any kind of growth went hand in hand with growing pains. No longer the baby bird his father thought he was. He was flying from the nest. He just hoped they didn't have far to go.

(973 word count)
I can be brief(ish) I swear!

BONUS FOLLOW-UP:

Over-inflated Llama Riff-Raff by Drasayer

I streamed pretty much the entirity of making this thing :''D (aside from drawing it on paper...) So I could whip myself into getting it done! And I love streaming these kind of things where I get golden recommendations such as TROLLEX xDDD Thank you PoisonSoldat and brilliant color choices from Helsinge (who has also decided my official tack colors for Chris forever~) xD My art turns into a brilliant conglomeration of some really awesome people! <3
Tried out my new scanner friend for this as well so the texture is a bit different, more smooth since it's a little higher quality (although 16 years old xD) I think I can get used to it!
Some quick fun art for the Burton Boy and another one of his new ponies! <3
And Dave...still being such an awkward dad...
Naked Sketch: