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โ€œ๐ˆโ€™๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ?" "๐ˆ ๐œ๐š๐งโ€™๐ญ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐›๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค๐Ÿ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ!โ€

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"FINE! My manager strongly suggested that I get back into this social media crap. Something about engagement or...something. Whatever. So, uh..." "...who wants to come over for a bit and pound my ass? I'm not asking twice..."

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"Pshh -- I mean. Bet the paparazzi would pay some good money for my nudes, or my sex tape, to leak. They love that kind of sleaze." "I..." BoJack smirks and nods. "...'course I would. I was -- honestly, kinda', more in the closet then, than now, but...yeah. I would."

โ€œMaybe it is the same kind. Do people throw money at you when you get naked~?โ€ Dash grinned and squeezed his arms tighter around Bojackโ€™s neck, bumping his hole against the edge of the horseโ€™s flare while rest his chin on the manโ€™s shoulder. โ€œI wonderโ€ฆthink youโ€™d love โ€”



"Mmm. Well -- you and me both attract a lot of attention. Not usually the same kind, but -- still a pain to deal with all that scrutiny." BoJack grins as he starts to rut against him. Swelling to full hardness; grinding that thick horse cock against his curvy ass. "Mm..."

โ€œWell Iโ€™m no stranger to people slinging a bunch of bullshit about me. Unfortunately my whole job is to prove them right~โ€ He kept one arm around Bojackโ€™s neck and began to slide his rear up and down along his length, keeping it stuffed between his thick cheeks.



"What better way to reaffirm that we're alive, huh...?" BoJack chuckles. "They say a lot of bullshit about me. But -- heh. Yeah. That part's true. But...think you already knew that, handsome."

Dash smirked up at the horse, grinding back against his length. โ€œYou thought I was dead like two minutes ago and you already wanna fuck~? The mediaโ€™s right about you. That libidoโ€™s uncontrollable~โ€



"True. It doesn't got anything on my place. Missing my bar right about now -- could use a mimosa right about now." BoJack draws him close. Licking over his lips and starting to softly grind his length along him. "Mmm. Maybe not roaches, but -- don't mind it dirty."

The rabbit snorted out a bit of a laugh, hooking both of his arms around Bojackโ€™s neck as he shifted a bit more onto his lap. โ€œYou serious? Iโ€™d hardly call an apartment I pay for with dick-sucking money a nice change of scenery. But I guess youโ€™re a fan of the roaches~โ€



"Yeah? Well -- happy to spoil you rotten. 'specially since you look so damn good in my bed." He glances around them. "...and your bed, too. Nice change of scenery. But the view's just as good."

Dashโ€™s hands slipped down to Bojackโ€™s cheeks when he kissed him, thumbs rubbing them as he teasingly flicked his tongue across his lips before pulling away. โ€œGood. Because youโ€™re my meal ticket here. Dunno what Iโ€™d do without you~โ€



Strong arms wrap around him. Pulling him close. He urges him to meet his gaze -- then leans in to kiss him. Deep but slow. "Mmm. Deal, handsome."

โ€œYou should listen to everything I tell you. Iโ€™m always right~โ€ The rabbit stuck out his tongue with a bit of a smirk, leaning right into Bojackโ€™s lips as he kissed his neck. โ€œJust make sure you donโ€™t find yourself a cuter boy to spoil. Itโ€™s impossible anyway-โ€œ



"Yeah...?" BoJack smirks. Kissing along the curve of his neck; sighing into his neck. "That...hmm. Guess there are a lot of people these days who want older guys. So..." He nods. "Deal. 'specially if you think it'd look good."

Dash would have liked to see that old TV star. Doesnโ€™t help that he has a bit of a weak spot for assholes with huge egosโ€ฆ โ€œOnly wish theyโ€™d give me more than five minutes to feel my legs again before I have to go back on the pole.โ€ He rubbed the horseโ€™s hair with both โ€”



"Yeah. Guess it's an ego thing." -- he'd been that horse /plenty/ of times, 'specially when he was a big shot TV star back in the 90s. "You think so?" he chuckles. "I'll take your word for it."

โ€œOh trust meโ€ฆIโ€™ve bumped one off of every type of cock by nowโ€ฆ Believe it or not, horses ask for it the mostโ€ฆI donโ€™t mind usually. Helps when they try to shove two feet of cock inside of me minutes laterโ€ฆโ€ He reached up and started playing with Bojackโ€™s โ€”



"Oh damn. And that was what I was going to recommend we do for breakfast today..." he jokes. Nodding and rubbing along him. "I can imagine. Been to enough parties in this town to see it firsthand. And to -- uh. Y'know. Be the surface. Horse stereotypes, and all that."

โ€œIโ€™ll take your word for itโ€ฆI donโ€™t remember shitโ€ฆโ€ Dash tilted his head back, nestling into Bojackโ€™s collarbone with a sigh. โ€œThink I need to do nothing but drink water for a few daysโ€ฆIโ€™ve put so much shit into my body this week, even before last nightโ€ฆ You have no โ€”



"..." BoJack rolls his eyes and huffs. "Was probably doing benders before you were alive, Dash. Don't mean you didn't just -- nevermind." The older horse sighs and holds him close. Chuckling softly. "...it was a hell of a night. That's for damn sure."

He exhaled softly, allowing Bojack to rub him up. โ€œThis isnโ€™t my first bender, Bojackโ€ฆIโ€™m pretty much immune at this pointโ€ฆโ€ He rubbed his eyes with his palms, groaning out as he stretched the tiredness out of his body. โ€œI told you I was coming off of four straight โ€”



"Mnmm..." BoJack sighed. Rubbing soothing circles along the curve of his back. "You scared the shit out of me..." he admits. Kissing along his shoulder. "Mm..."

Dash once again seemed to not respondโ€ฆbefore finally the combination of light in his eyes and Bojackโ€™s shaking would lead to him sluggishly blinking awake. โ€œNnnnโ€ฆBojackโ€ฆ?โ€ His voice was soft and weak, perhaps a little damaged from an overuse of his throat over โ€”



"Hey -- ! Hey -- !" BoJack gives him another shake. Squinting through bleary eyes. "Come on, Dash. Wake -- wake the fuck up. Alright? Christ..." the horse huffs. His heart pounding again.

Dash would still be slack when Bojackโ€™s shook him, his lips parted just a little. Heโ€™d remain asleep, not responding to Bojackโ€™s question or even showing any sign that he was roused from his slumberโ€ฆ The way the light shone through his broken blinds and cast onto his โ€”



He'd already lost someone on a bender like this. Fuck -- what was he doing? This was -- whatever had happened, to put him in this headspace, it couldn't have been enough to need all this. "Hey..." he murmurs. Giving him a light shake. "You...you alright? Hm?"

Itโ€™s not hard to see that the two may just be terrible for each otherโ€ฆbenders like this can only end one way eventually. But Dash is addicted to pleasure in all forms, and if Bojack doesnโ€™t push back against it, theyโ€™ll never stop- He slumped against Bojack when he โ€”



BoJack sighed against the curve of his neck. His flaccid length resting, thick and warm, against the back of his thigh. Just -- holding him there. Appreciating their closeness. Trying to come down from the absolute bender. "Mm..."

The needle was empty, so whatever was inside of there clearly went into Dash before he went to sleep- The rabbit didnโ€™t move much when he was pulled closer to the horse, his lips parted slightly as he was wrapped up by the older, larger man.



He pushes the needle away. That's hard stuff, and he feels a flush of regret and embarrassment at going that deep. Sighing. Lesson learned. Even one of the industry's most infamous alchohlics had to have limits. -- he wraps his arms around his waist and pulls him close. "Mm..."

A looooot of cock-sucking for a few weeks- Dash was actually curled up right next to Bojack, still soundly asleep. The rabbit was naked with a few signs of their fun from last night, dried cum staining his fur. He had a band wrapped around his bicep, with a needle next to him.



"Mmm..." BoJack doesn't say anything. Just glancing around -- rubbing his eyes. God damn -- they'd really hit it hard. Even for him. This is some wild stuff. How'd Dash manage to get all this for one night... He looks around. Where'd that rabbit go, anyway...?

Not often they end up back at Dashโ€™s pad after a bender- Bojack woke up on a simple mattress on the ground, with the evidence of their past few nights scattered around them. Needles, joints, baggies, piles of powder. And a naked rabbit curled up next to the horse.



Ugh. His head is pounding. Vision a bit bleary as he opens his eyes. That was a crazy night -- even for BoJack Horseman. Wait. This isn't his bed. This isn't even his house! Where the hell did he end up...?


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BoJack always gets like this when he has a big party at his place. He has some small talk. Some introductions. A few drinks. A few more. Then, just a few hours in, well -- -- he's letting any guy come back to his room and fuck him as many times as they want!

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