Written by: WTFcobalt.

"Cry Cobalt, Cry!"

Record Smash and Cobalt were always great friends since they met years and years ago, they both loved video games, TV, and loved to mess with other ponies. They were the perfect of friends, Cobalt thought so and hoped Record did as well. But their friendship went much further then both of them anticipated that night when Cobalt returned from Cloud kicking, it was a night they both made up their mind of where they stood. They were a couple, two Colts that loved each other, and Cobalt thought it was perfect.

Record had his own place to live, and his own line of work but he seemed to stay over at Cobalt's more often than his own place, he also brought Cobalt to the Ponyville club everytime he had a concert, and Cobalt enjoyed it every time. It was always fun for him to go and party on weekends or when ever he was able to despite Cobalt's Anti Social nature though he often went everytime he was invited, espescially with Record present. Espescially if it meant Record was running the show too, he knew how to throw a party at the club.

Nonetheless, they were perfect for each other, though they usually kept it a secret from other ponies, not really wanting to extra attention. To anypony else they were just normal friends, a gay Pegasus and a Straight Unicorn. Not like there aren't friends that are like that? But that was the point, everpony believe Record was straight due to the mares that chased him on a daily basis. It was often the perfect desguise.

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Cobalt was playing the xbox, he was really into the game and it was obvious because the windows were closed, the lights were out, he had his headset on and he also had another more, unique looking apparel atop his head. Upon Cobalt's head was a sort of headress, with a gleaming silver metal front which lead back to a seperation to two circular parts that were a dark blue and ended with four dark blue feathers at the back.

Record's eye twitched seeing Cobalt's hat, he was obviously confused as he moved to one wall and flipped the switch to the room's light.

"GAH!" Cobalt yelped at the sudden flash of light which burned his eyes, he flinched and jumped into the air, his wings unfurled and flapping. "Who's there!" He yelled throwing fake punches.

Record could only chuckled as he watched his coltfriend adjust to the light and rub his eyes. "Record? What the fuck man!" Cobalt said flying over and landing before his good buddy.

Record chuckled and couldn't keep a straight face staring at Cobalt's hat. "What is that?" He said chuckling. "A sort of fake crown?" He chuckled more.

"No!" Cobalt looked offended. "It's a Valkryie Helmet." He struck a proud, Pegasus Poster Pose looking up to the ceiling and giving a side view of his prize possesion.

Record only giggled more looking at it. "It looks like something you can get for a single Bit..." He giggled more, Cobalt looked more offended.

"This here Valkryie helmet shows that I am the awesomest, most interesting, most amazing, incredible, magnificent, most adorable, most best, most..." Cobalt kept naming off words to represent himself as Record merely rolled his eyes knowing his colt's ego at times was larger than the buildings in Manehattan, but it always made him laugh and when the time came Cobalt could be fairly honest. "Most amazing-"

"You already named that one." Record interuppted him leaving Cobalt speachless for a minute.

"Well then it means I'm double the awesome." He chuckled with a type of, 'no shit' face. "Why do you think I always win in video games? Or in sports?"

"Because you cheat and or use your wings?" Record said, Cobalt looked offended again.

"I do not cheat! And I use my wings because... Uh... Because they're my wings!" He hesitated." I bet I could beat the crap out of you in a match of Call of Duty!" Cobalt challenged.

"Cobalt... Are you trying to make another bet of who is on top?" Record grinned tilting his head and chuckling when Cobalt's confidence ended and he blushed.

"Uh... Well, Um..." He scratched the back of his head remember the last time they made that bet. Though he ultimately won the bet, and it was great being the victor, he was nervous about this one. He hadn't touched Call of Duty in several months, and he knew the controls still but he was going to be a little rusty obviously. Though with his huge ego and winning streak on the line, except for the time he lost and went back to PC gaming for several months in a fit of rage, his face changed to a more determined one. "You. Are. On."

Cobalt raised his hoof and pointed it at Record, he replied with a determined grin and gave him a brohoof. "I'll kick your flank and be banging it against the wall tonight." Cobalt laughed at Record who merely shook his head.

"Don't get your hopes up too high my friend. It will only hurt more when you lose." Record chuckled sitting on the couch next to his colt friend who gave him a controller, he levitated the controller and Cobalt put in the game disk for COD Black Ops.

"Time to give that flank of yours a good wacking." Cobalt said going through the settings and choosing the map.

"Yeah, yeah." Record mocked.

*Several intense hours of combat in which much blood was shed and many tears were cried*

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! FUCKING NOOOOOOOOOO! WHAT THE FUCK!" Cobalt yelled at the top of his lungs hopping on the couch as Record was on the floor laughing so hard that he was crying. "Fucking bullshit! Utter bullshit! You fucking glitch-raping bitch-fucking-! Bitch!" He yelled hopping up and down on the couch and whining like a bitch.

"You lost fifty to eleven!" Record yelled at him and then burst out laugh. "You fucking lost!" He was laughing so hard that he was cringing and bucking his hips. Record began to calm down but was still laughing and crying, he got back onto his hooves and wrapped his magic around Cobalt.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!" He yelled as his helmet was removed and set onto the couch. "Fuuuuuuck!"

"You lost, I won! Come on, you're going to be singing for me tonight buddy-boy!" He cackled, picking up Cobalt in his magic and walking from the living room with him and bringing him up the stairs and down the hallway to the bedroom. When they entered Record closed the door and windows making the room nice and dim. He then set Cobalt down onto the bed with his flank in the air in defeat, and walked over to him with a mischievous grin and an arousing stare.

"Well, so who lost?" Record questioned him.

"You...": Cobalt mumbled as her heard smacking sound a sharp pain in his rear. "OW!"

Record slapped Cobalt flank with his hoof. "Nope. Wrong answer!" He cackled.

"Me..." He muttered.

"What was that?"

"Me..." He said louder.

"Can't hear you~!"

"ME DAMMIT."

Record chuckled at his defeated foe, looking over his thin and well toned body. Admiring his wings and espescially his flank. "Yeah that's who I thought it was." He said patting Cobalt's flank lightly and running his hoof around Cobalt's blank flank getting an inaudable moan from his partner.

"So, let's see... We can start by you getting me ready then I'll see what I can do for you." Record said crawling over to where he laid back against the pillows. "Then we'll get serious~" He chuckled as he spread his legs exposing his member and watched Cobalt reluctantly crawl over to him, obviously with defeat still on his mind.

Cobalt leaned down and looked at Record's slowly rising cock and leaned closer to the source of radiating warmth and erotic smell. He gave it a slow lick, tilting his head sideways and wrapping his tounge around the shaft. He slowly turned his head to it's corrdct angle and gave it a lick to the tip and then wrapped his mouth around the source of warmth all the while getting pleasurable sounds from Record as he preformed.

Putting his hooves on Record's hips, he slowly brought his mouth down further and further upon the shaft making sure to go slow enough to where it would bring Record to his climax in, he estimated, a minute or less. Hell, maybe even in ten seconds flat. And from the sounds Record was making and the way his body was moving showed that it was obviously working.

Record moaned as his colt friend worked slowly, but it was a rewarding slow yet confident type of performance. He could obviously imagine that he was not Cobalt's first customer from the way he worked. How he could move so slowly yet not kill the movie, it was amazing. He just couldn't fully describe it in a single sentence.

Cobalt then was beginning to move faster, bobbing his head faster into a rhythm as Record's cock was getting to it's full size, Cobalt could feel his own also sliding from it's sheath and growing to it's attention, his wings standing at full attention.

Record was trying as hard as possible to hold it back as Cobalt worked on him at his full potential. Cobalt continued to suck and bob his head on Record's shaft, making sure to go from a quick pace to a then slow and careful slide down his shaft. Record was biting his bottom lip trying to hold in his pleasure now understanding what Cobalt's plan was, he saw it clearly as the light of day and he wouldn't stand to lose in this fight. He held his pleasure as much as possible, they were only warming up and he was getting him to moan like a whore.

Cobalt's head relentlessly bobbed ans kept going, feeling Record's thick member begin to throb and his body twitching ever more, he slowly engulfed the whole thick, deeping throating it right as Record cried and pleasure and shot cum into his throat. Cobalt gagged a little but quickily swallowed and lifted his head with a wild grin.

Record shuddered at what thoughts might be going through his head. Though he let those ideas wash away as Cobalt slid up next to him and hugged Record close giving him a peck on the cheek. "Couldn't take it long, huh?" Cobalt said with an evil grin. Record chuckled a little as Cobalt got up and began to flap his wings and landed softly sitting on Record's torso, he then began to lay down bringing his face close to Record's still slightly wet cock and also giving his colt a view of his asshole.

Record blushed at the sight of his colt's hole and then Cobalt began to slowly begin to stroke Record's cock with his hooves, being careful and presice. Record knew he could only do one thing from the way Cobalt had positioned himself, he stuck his muzzle forward and let it enter Cobalt's haunches.

Cobalt moaned slightly feeling a tounge enter his ass hole and licking around making it wet for what was to come. Cobalt moaned a little louder as he kept stroking Record's cock with his hooves.

It wasn't too long before Cobalt felt himself being lifted into the air by Record's magic, the weird feeling of like a type of liquid around you but not wet, just holding you. He was lifted up and put onto his back as Record now stopp ontop of him. "I think it's time to get down to business, huh?" He cackled as he moved over Cobalt, his cock large and aiming to strike at his wet hole. Cobalt grinned in response.

"Go ahead." He said bracing himself for the sudden penetration to come, he braced as he say the snicker on Record's face as he rammed his cock into Cobalt's tight ass hole. Cobalt cried in pleasure and a small hint of pain at the sudden intrusion as Record stood over Cobalt as he panted away feeling the large meaty object rammed into him. It felt amazing, he loved it. Record saw how much he loved it from the look in his eyes, and he wasn't done yet. Far from it.

He began to pull out of Cobalt then rammed back inside, Cobalt once more moaning as he began to pick up speed and got into a rhythm, Cobalt's cock swaying in the same direction as Record pounded into his colt friend with full force. Cobalt kept moaning, he loved the feeling. He absolutely loved it! He could jus-

No! I couldn't cum yet, that's too quickily. They only just started! He had to hold it together, but Record was making it hard to do so as his rammed Cobalt's ass, creating such beautiful pleasure to him! He had to hold it together, he bit his lip and spread his legs further as his wings even were flapping showing how good it felt. Record cackled as he continued to bang Cobalt faster and faster, hearing his colt moan more and watching his cock move only made him more horny and made him want more! He began to lean forward and locked his lips with Cobalt's, even with Cobalt moaning he fought to keep them locked and shoved his tounge in as the battled for each other's mouth.

Cobalt was now really trying hard to hold it together, but it became increasingly difficult as he felt precum beginning to form at the tip of his cock. He continued to hold it together and now went into submission, letting Record take ground as he felt his tounge explore his mouth. Cobalt let out another loud moan as Record slapped his flank and continued to ram into him, each with increasing force and pleasure. It was way too much for him, he had taken lots of cock before from Record but this time it just couldn't feel better!

Cobalt kept moaning and felt Record squeezing his flank, giving it a light pinch making him feel even more horny. Globs of precum were still streaming down Cobalt's cock from him attempting to hold it in, but even he knew he wouldn't last forever.

Record had a hoof rubbing Cobalt's flank, and he continued to listen to him moan and cry in pleasure and his balls slapped against Cobalt's. Record knew it wouldn't be long until Cobalt snapped, so he continued to run his flank and gave some more small pinches, then he picked Cobalt up in his hooves and still on his cock and pushed him against the wall behind the bed.

"Record~!" Cobalt moaned loudly and he continued to fuck him with much power and force, pushing Cobalt up and down against the wall, watching his wings flutter and give the occasional violent flap of pleasure. Record knew it wouldn't be long...

Cobalt continued to moan loudly and was biting his lip as much as he could as he was banged against the wall, the feeling of his legs spread wide open, his cock being pushed against Record's body and most of all, Record's member deep inside his body causing so much pleasure to move through him was too much. He cried out in a loud shout of pleasure as his wings made another violent flap and sprayed cum onto his and Record's bodies and continued to paint them in his sticky white seed for another second and was panting very hard.

Feeling Cobalt's asshole tighten up and squeeze his cock as he pounded relentlessly marked the end for Record's reign of pleasure to his colt's flank. With another couple of powerful thrusts, as shoved his cock deep inside his colt and sprayed his white fluids within him, painting his insides as the juices also leaked from his asshole. Record was panting very hard as well as they both looked into each other's eyes once more, Record still holding Cobalt against the wall looking at his colt friend's spread out body, his extended wings, his spread legs. He looked beautiful, and kinky. Record chuckled as he brought his muzzle close to Cobalt's.

"You're not going to win at everything Cobalt..." He whispered, and before Cobalt could make a retort Record locked his lips with Cobalt's as they fell backwards onto the bed, Cobalt on top of him. Cobalt laid ontop of Record looking into his eyes as they broke the kiss.

"Dammit how could I stay mad at you, I forgot how good that felt!" Cobalt laughed as Record removed his cock from his friend and they both laid back on the pillows, Record pulled Cobalt over to him and ruffled his mane a little.

"Yeah. Knew you couldn't." Record chuckled

Author's Note

THERE YOU GO DANGIT, MASTERBRONY