Dept. of Pony Boy Affairs

Absolutely, the worst he's looked was his buzz cut era, but even then he is one of the most attractive men in the world!!

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Absolutely, he's been gorgeous since the day he stepped on screen! He can be my daddy any time!

Not at all, it's antithetical to the core of his nature, he is an exhibitionist, bratty submissive alpha who lives for mutual play.
Now he sees no-one & serves a faceless company, he has to crawl into his kennel like a dog, he shits in the forest like an animal, he will never get used to it!

Arlo has all the freedom he never wanted, he is unsupervised, he can jerk off whenever he wants, he has no bondage, and even his bulging skimpy uniform doesn't have an audience.
He's miserable and desperately lonely. He deeply regrets signing up to be a pony boy, but he has no way out now.
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His tracker measures his productivity & he gets food rations from an automated dispenser, tasty when he meets his targets, bitter and unpalatable when he falls behind.
He went exploring in the forest once but was shot with a tranquiliser & woke up back in his kennel, he never saw who shot him.
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Arlo collects his cart from outside the compound gates, he swaps it for an empty one at the processing facility, which he swaps for a full one when he gets back to the quarry, a never ending cycle, never seeing another free man or Pony Boy, the next cart is just sitting waiting for him.
26/28

Arlo learned that his job was to pull carts of rock, from the quarry, to the processing facility near the harbour.
He would learn the route and be left mostly to himself so long as he met his quota. The other ponies brought rock from the other quarries, and he was unlikely to see them.
25/28

Arlo bounced around in the truck, after some time they reached the quarry.
Arlo was shown around his new permanent home. His stall was more like a dog kennel, small & bedded with straw, but solitary & on the side of the road outside of the compound, there were no other Pony Boys here.
24/28

The crate opened to dazzling sunlight, the Pony Boys took a moment to adjust from the darkness, but they were already being herded, each into the back of a different truck.
Arlo took in the beautiful rain forest around him, as soon as he was seated in the back of the open tuck it sped away.
23/28

The Pony Boys feeling their way in the dark, found they had their needs taken care of here too, shelves to sleep on, a toilet in one corner, and a good supply of Pony chow.
Arlo got the Pony Boy orgy he'd been craving since he day one, the days flew by in the darkness, grunts filling the air.
22/28

The men were led to the loading area, and into a shipping crate, the doors closed leaving them in complete darkness.
As the crate was jostled around, a world of smells intruded, engine grease, salt water and the soft rolling motion told the Pony Boys they were being shipped overseas.
21/28

Four days later 8 muscular Pony Boys found themselves escorted from their cells into the corridor, milling around, reeking of sweat & cum, wearing nothing but matching little blue thongs far too small to cover their engorged cocks, and still crispy from the precum stains on their first day.
20/28

Over the following days he wanked himself raw, there was no other entertainment in his cold, metal cell.
Occasionally he would hear the Pony Boys in the other cells grunting as they jerked off releasing two years of enforced chastity pent up cum.
The 'stable block' smelled like a brothel.
19/28

It really was basic, every surface was stainless steel, no mattress or bed clothes, but he did have a shelf to sleep on, he wouldn't have to stand.
Arlo was alone and unrestrained for the first time in 2 years, his cock ached, within seconds it was erupting in his first orgasm as a Pony Boy.
18/28

His work completed the old man left and a few minutes later the man from receiving returned.
"Ok, we're going to hold you here for a few days while we buy some other Pony Boys. I'm afraid our office stalls aren't as nice as the real ones"
He released Arlo and led him to his new temporary home.
17/28

With the tattoo done, the old man had one more task to do.
He pulled Arlo's thong to one side, cleaned it up with an alcohol wipe which burned!
The old man pressed a gun like device to his cock & pulled the trigger, Arlo jerked in his restraints, it hurt like hell.
"That's your tracker"
16/28

"Always best to do that before the tattoo, it's less disturbing for the office."
The old man smeared anesthetic over Arlo's chest, and proceeded to set up his tattoo equipment, surprisingly Arlo didn't actually feel a thing as the Gobannus Industries logo was permanently etched onto his pec.
15/28

The elderly man pulled out a long metalic snake, "Any last words?"
Arlo tried to beg him not to do it, but his voice unused for 2 years croaked worthlessly.
The old man pushed the metal snake down his throat, then Arlo felt a searing pain in his throat, as his vocal chords were cauterised.
14/28

The man had him sit in a reclined chair, then secured his wrists and ankles "just in case" then left him a alone.
A little while later an elderly man came into the room carrying an obviously heavy case, he seated himself on the stool on Arlo's right and opened his case out on the table.
13/28

His precum soaked thong was saturated & starting to drool onto the carpet, the man smiled "been a while has it?"
Arlo blushed.
"Don't worry, Gobannus Pony Boys are allowed to jerk off, but for now, let's get you inducted, follow me."
The man led Arlo to a small room at the back of the office.
12/28

The man must have clocked Arlo's disappointed expression as the kid walked away "Oh, you thought he was your owner, he's just the intern, you've be brought by Gobannus Industries, you're company property. Don't worry they treat you Pony Boys well here, you'll be taken care of."
11/28

Arlo eagerly stepped in line behind the kid.
They walked to the offices of a large mining company.
They took the lift together to the 3rd sub-floor.
The kid walked him to the "Receiving" desk.
"Here's the new Pony Boy you ordered." the man behind the desk nodded and the kid walked away.
10/28

Arlo took the cloth, a tiny thong, and put it on, his cock bulged obscenely, stretching the pouch, and revealling a good couple of inches of the root of his cock.
Arlo was in heaven - this hot young kid was his owner? This was his uniform? He'd hit the jackpot!
"Follow me" the kid ordered.
9/28

A man, 18 or 19 at most - much younger than his now 30, got up and walked over to him through the busy room, a tiny piece of blue cloth hanging from his hand.
He laughed at Arlo's erection "here, put this on, not that it'll do you much good with that." the man handed Arlo the piece of cloth.
8/28

Despite his minimal cover over the last 2 years, he felt intensely vulnerable as even those were taken away, surrounded by smartly dressed people sitting waiting for their Pony Boys.
This was what he needed, he was rock-hard with excitement, and started to leak a generous stream of precum.
7/28

Arlo's training was a haze of sweat and frustration. Two years without an orgasm.
Eventually his sale came around & he was taken to waiting area filled with business people.
The leather harness that had become part of his body was stripped away, so were his gag & boots, then he was left alone.
6/28

The night definitely wasn't the orgy he'd imagined, first the work pushed his body to it's limits, leaving him drained by the end of the day.
The real hurdle was that each Pony Boy had their own stall. They were bound with many straps anchoring them to the walls. They slept standing in place.
5/28

Arlo hadn't really considered that other people treated Pony Boys as working animals not sex toys as he had done.
He was incredibly disappointed that the only attention he got during his training was from an unattractive old woman who liked to squeeze his jock painfully hard, making him squeal.
4/28

Turning 28, Arlo decided he needed for himself, being a plaything, objectified and humiliated for the pleasure of other men.
So he enrolled himself, fantasising about days filled with bondage, edging, and torment, and night times back in the stables with the other Pony Boys fucking till dawn.
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