Only If for a Night
“And do you take this lawfully wedded mop to be your wife? To love and to hold, to clean your floors and grow moldy and crusty with you?”
Shining Armor pursed his lips. “I think we’ve taken this as far as we should.”
Glaze Burner threw back his head, his long orange mane bouncing back as he said, “But the ceremony is too sacred to just stop here—”
Shining gave a glower to his friend. He had a fake white horn taped to his head along with a sticker of Celestia’s cutie-mark over his real half-finished ceramic vase. Glaze insisted on wearing a wig of the Princess too, but at that point Shining drew the line.
“We’re practicing vows, not the actual ceremony,” he said.
“Aww… and here I was hoping you’d kiss the poor thing. It’s been lonely you know, all it’s life it’s waited for that special somepony to sweep it off its handle but—”
“Glaze—”
Glaze ignored Shining and stepped to where the mop leaned against a coat rack. He knocked it loose and made a mocking swoon, “But no! The only cold kisses it will get will be that of the floor. The dirty, nasty, floor…”
“Knock it off, Glaze,” Shining told him.
Glaze stopped and glanced at the discarded cleaning implement. “But I already did.”
“You know I can always change the order of my grooms-colt, you don’t have to be my best.”
Glaze wrapped a foreleg over the groom’s shoulder and leaned against him. “Then you’d have that boring straight one to hold your shaking hooves and you know how they are for that kind of stuff.” He pressed his cheek against Shining’s and met aqua eye to blue. “Besides, if you don’t want to practice kissing the mop I’m sure we can figure something else out…”
Shining pulled himself away and nickered. “Very funny.”
Glaze winked.
Shining kept his gaze revolving around the room to avoid looking at the blond-coated earth pony. They were in Glaze’s studio, the earth pony made ceramics and sculptures on display all over Canterlot. A shelf lined the wall with several half-finished works waiting to be fired by the kiln in the backroom in the far side of the studio. A stairwell to Shining’s left led up to the other stallion’s apartment. The room carried the same noxious scent of glaze that his friend did. A whole set stacked against the wall by the door, enough for two large bookshelves, each jar a shade of color Shining could never tell the difference of.
Glaze said, “All joking aside. How about we get while the getting’s good?”
Shining faced him and said, “You’re going to walk me back to my condo?”
“Ho-no-no,” Glaze shook his head. “I promised you a sendoff, didn’t I?”
“And I said no bachelor parties.”
“Did you? Because my friends begged to differ.”
Shining flared his nostrils. “I’m not interested, Glaze.”
The earth pony winced. “Yikes, I’ve heard that one too many times.” Shining frowned but Glaze dismissed it with a wave of his hoof. “It’s whatever, least let me walk you back to your condo. You still need to give me the pendant to hold onto.”
“I’m just worried you’ll break it if I do.”
“Pfft! You know how I am with delicate things.”
Glaze’s studio belonged in the dirty “starving artists” district of Canterlot. The title remained as a joke, for only successful artist could afford to live in Canterlot in the first place, but they liked to keep the streets messy to give it a distinction from the rest of the town. A distinction Shining happily left behind in exchange for his condo on the north side of the city, nearby the royal estates and the palace. Even his small one bedroom afforded him a magnificent view of the city. With the moon full tonight, he thought he would sit out on his balcony and enjoy the night air. Let it clear his head before the big day tomorrow.
And the colt who would stand by his side couldn’t keep from beaming when they reached Shining’s door. The unicorn took notice as he fished the key from his jacket. “What’s with you?” he asked.
With force Glaze managed an even expression. He said, “Nothing, going to open your door or stand out here with me all night? Might look bad to your neighbors, you know.”
Shining rolled his eyes. He stuck the key into the door and twisted the knob. When the door opened the lights to his den flew on without him, the alchemical lanterns burning brightly. Two pegasi and another unicorn burst from the corners of the room.
“Surprise!” they yelled. The grey unicorn with the white mane and the robbin’s-egg blue pegasus with a short shock of light and dark violet hair were both three and four of Shining’s grooms-colts; the last pegasus was closer to Glaze but still a friend, his coat was a creamed-coffee brown and his mane two shades lighter.
The groom spluttered, “Wha-what…”
Glaze nudged Shining’s flanks and told him, “Get in there.”
He let the earth pony shove him inside before Glaze closed the door behind him. Shining wheeled around and demanded, “What’s going on?”
He felt a pony’s forelegs drape over his side and heard the blue pegasus say, “Glaze knew you wouldn’t want to go out for your bachelor party, so we figured we’d bring the party here.”
Glaze trotted past Shining and said, “Highlights hit the nail on the head for ya.”
Shining glared over his shoulder at Glaze. “I should have never given you a spare key.”
“You’re mistake not mine.” Glaze asked the other pegasus, “You bring the good stuff, Café?”
Café Caffeine nodded towards the fridge. “Had to throw some things out to make room, but it’s chilling out now.”
Shining spun around and flung Highlights off him. “You threw food out?” he demanded.
Glaze trotted across the den and around a black granite bar into a sharply furnished kitchen. He swung open the fridge and said, “Just looks like all the left-overs you keep.”
“I cook all my meals at the beginning of the month!”
Glaze grabbed a bottle of coconut-rum from the fridge and placed it on the counter before he said, “And that’s why I never eat over here.” He retrieved a bottle of off-brand vodka next.
“Hey, we’ll cover it, no problem,” Laced Steel said.
Shining looked from the unicorn back to Glaze and said, “You will, but tonight you’re leaving.”
Glaze set out the fifth bottle of liquor and propped his elbows on Shining’s countertop. “Hey now, no party-pooping tonight. Save that stuff for your reception.”
The groom told them, “I’ll call the guard.”
Laced winced. He was among the royal guard. “No need to go that far—”
“Yeah,” Glaze said, “Wouldn’t look good to have three out of four of your grooms-colts not show up because they got arrested.”
The groom scowled. “Fine then, party. But leave me out of it.” Shining shouldered past Laced and slid open the glass door to his balcony. He embraced the cool night air with a sigh and shut the door behind him with his magic.
A hoof caught in the doorway.
“Yikes, slam that a little harder why don’t you?” he heard Glaze say. The earth pony grunted and forced the door open enough for him to step through before it sealed behind him, the lock clicking with it.
Shining admired the panorama of city lights spilling to the south and the decline of the landscape as moonlight bathed it. The breeze carried a warm promise of the coming summer.
A warmer hoof rested on his shoulder. “Hey, you alright?”
Shining turned his head and saw his friend frowning, his eyes lit with concern. He sighed. “Thanks Glaze, I know you mean well, but it’s just not for me.”
“Well of course I mean well. I mean, I mean the best kind of well, the deepest kind, but you need to draw the water buddy.”
Shining blinked. “What?”
“I’m saying this—” Glaze jabbed Shining’s jacket, “should come off sometime between now and when you see Cadence tomorrow. You’re going to have your whole life with that beautiful, so why not tonight enjoy yourself?”
The unicorn glanced back to the city. “I don’t know, feel like it’s a little late for that kind of stuff.”
“Hey, it’s never too late to have a good time.”
“Just some drinks right?”
Glaze shrugged. “We’ll see how the night goes.”
Shining raised a brow. His best-colt grinned and unlocked the door, he opened it and said, “After you, fair Prince.”
Shining nickered and trotted inside. He told the other stallions in the room, “Let’s mix some drinks.”
“Alright!” Café said and rushed to the kitchen. “I’ve always wanted to bartend you know.”
Highlights snickered. “Says the barista.”
While Café glowered Laced asked, “When is the entertainment getting here, Glaze?”
“Entertainment?”
Glaze chuckled and draped a hoof over Shining’s neck. “How about we get you something to drink?”
Several rum-runners later and Shining felt relaxed enough to slip out of his jacket. He sat with the four other stallions on the cushions at the far side of the den, their half-finished shots lined up on a low glass-top coffee-table. The unicorn’s brain shifted from the uncomfortably hot red satin he rested his rump on to the earth pony he admired from across the room.
Glaze stood in the center of the room, elaborating on one of his bigger misadventures. “So here I was, right? This sweet earth pony laid out in front of me all hot and hard for me. I’m all lubed up and ready to go when boom! Door opens and there’s a mare, gaping at two sweaty studs about to get it on and I swear this colt’s erection deflates faster than a popped balloon. It’s all like fzzzz and I’m looking from one to another when that mare asks, ‘Who is this Caesar?’ And all I can think is, ‘Why did I believe this guy when he told me his name was Adonis?’ And the plucky stallion thinks it’s real wise to point a hoof at me—” he punctuated this by slapping his barrel with a hoof, “and squeak, ‘It’s a rapist dear!’
The earth pony rolled his eyes. “Well, this wasn’t the first time I’d ever dealt with a colt cheating on his wife, so I jump on top him and scream, ‘Stay back or I’ll do it! Thing’s loaded I swear!’” Glaze hopped around, his flank towards his audience, raised a little in the air with his tail up in the excitement. The view it gave made a knot swell in Shining’s throat until Glaze faced them again and continued, “And it freaks both them out, they don’t know what to do. Here I am, standing over this mussed up pony with bite-marks all up and down him, dick waving in his face, throwing around threats—the mare just waits there a moment, then turns and leaves without a word. Think I broke her brain with my audacity.”
Highlights laughed. “So did you still screw him?”
“Pecked him on the lips and said, ‘Good luck with the misses, hon,’ before I leapt out the bedroom window. Ran straight back to my studio, last time I ever let a pony like that take me home.”
“I remember that one.” Laced chuckled. “I was the one who got the report later that night. Except it was for domestic violence, Mrs. Caesar has a mean hook, let me tell you—”
Clop-clop-clop.
A knock on the door interrupted him. Shining turned his slowed skull to it as Glaze rushed over, sashaying his hips the last few steps, even his voice carried a little bounce. “I think I know who that is.”
He opened the door, and on the other side stood a large, stolid shire. The earth pony had his blond mane slicked back, his tan coat mostly covered by a blue suit. In his mouth he carried a suitcase.
Glaze bowed and motioned for the coffee-table, “After you, fine sir.”
Shining watched the pony trot to the table and set the briefcase down. He popped it open and inside was a stack of papers. “Shining Armor?” he asked.
“Uh… yeah, that’s me,” the unicorn said. He squinted, trying to focus on the stallion. A lot of tone muscle rippled under the suit, which seemed to suit the stallion a little too tightly.
“I’m here with your marriage contract,” he said.
“Huh?” Two more stallions trotted inside, both unicorns in like outfits who took a place beside the shire, one a salmon color and the other a deep magenta.
“If I can just you to sign on the dotted line…”
Shining glanced at his friends, who all watched him. Glaze had a dumb grin on his face that signaled to Shining there was something afoot. “Um… I don’t have a quill…”
The shire smirked. “Not a problem, sir.” Shining caught the glow of both the unicorns’ horns, it enveloped the suites of all three ponies. A flash of light made Shining blink and when he saw the three again they were nude with a stereo resting beside them. “Have no fear, we’re professionals at this.” He turned his head to the magenta and said, “Garnet?” The unicorn nickered and approached Shining, go so close the groom needed to lean back to keep their gazes locked.
The stereo began thrumming a steady bass. The throb building and building, he noticed Garnet’s hips swaying to the beat, a steady climb of heavy synths crescendoed in the background until the music broke. A wash of electronic sound struck the groom the same time Garnet’s tail did. The unicorn had wheeled around, his flank only a few paces from Shining and waving in front of him. That jet-black tail lifted and revealed two heavy orbs swaying with the music, and he even caught the barest glimpse of cock peaking from the magenta unicorn’s sheath.
“Like what you see, hmm?” Glaze whispered in his ear. Or it felt like a whisper, it was all wet and warm breath that made the hairs on his withers stand on end. “I figured tonight you might finally get that chance to be with a stallion…”
“Hey, don’t interrupt an artist at work!” shouted the shire. He somehow got Laced lying out on the ground, liquor resting in the crux of his lower belly. The shire dipped down and licked from his barrel to his crotch, catching the liquid on his tongue sloppily before kissing the unicorn’s nuts. Laced’s legs shuddered.
Shining felt warmth stirring in his loins.
The music kept blaring, to the shire’s left the salmon unicorn rubbed flanks with Café while he nibbled on Highlights’ extended wings. His motions swung in time with the music, so did Glaze’s when the earth pony straddled Laced, grinding their crotches together while the Shire nipped at his best-colt’s neck and stroked Laced with a free hoof. The shire’s nuts now hung over the unicorn, he craned his neck to lap at them.
The whole display made Shining’s head spin. He’d always considered himself open but he’d never…
Garnet nibbled on his ear. “You forgetting about me, hon?” Shining’s breath hitched, the other unicorn backed up a little, his rear legs knocking into the coffee-table. He winked and tossed his mane, turning his head and showing the eyeliner touched under his eyes. He was the most feminine of the bunch, even as he giggled when Shining gaped at him. Garnet nickered and strutted around Shining, sashaying his hips and tail, his flank bouncing. The groom’s eyes honed in on the simple lollipop cutie-mark, something Garnet noticed.
The entertainer draped two delicate hooves around Shining’s neck. The pony said, “I saw you eyeballing my mark, curious, ain’t it?” The unicorn’s barrel pressed to his back, his magenta neck entwined with his white and Garnet nipped underneath his chin. The groom gasped. “Bet you want to know what it’s all about…” The entertainer’s hooves dipped lower down his barrel until they touched something Shining hadn’t even noticed until now. He was panting, sweat ran down his brow. The entire room felt far too hot. “You want me to… show you?”
Shining didn’t know if Garnet caught his weak nod or not, but he yanked Shining to the floor so hard it knocked the breath from his strained lungs. He tried to look up, but he soon felt something wet and warm kiss the head of his semi-erect prick. Shining closed his eyes and groaned as that warmth took him further. He felt the unicorn’s skilled tongue wrap itself around his shaft. Garnet sucked for a moment, working his dick in his mouth while blood rushed through Shining’s member. He managed to prop himself on his elbows, and panting, watched the other unicorn take his cock.
His neck backed up and up until the tool he sucked reached its full mast. Garnet’s nostrils flared, he uncoiled his tongue, and swallowed. His muzzle dove down Shining’s length, making the groom moan as more of his member disappeared in the unicorn standing over him.
A lurid smell of rut brushed over his nose, and he noticed overhead the mottled shaft hanging out of his partner. A bead of pre already dripped from the engorged head. Shining wanted it then and there. He brushed his nose against the underside of the shaft and dragged his tongue over the salty, firm skin. The taste of sweat and musk mixed into his palette. The motion made Garnet moan around his shaft, the vibrations of which made Shining’s own cock throb. The groom couldn’t help himself in the heat of this alcohol addled moment.
Shining’s could hear, but wouldn’t remember the music still throbbing in his ears, or the chorus of grunts, groans, and moans that synched with it. For now one thing had the length of his attention.
He tongued the cock before him, tasting the pre from his partner and striving for more. Shining wrapped his forelegs Garnet’s waist to pull himself closer while he attended to the shaft. Garnet let him nip the entertainer’s medial ring before his partner began bobbing again. His muzzle and maw worked up and down Shining’s crowning shaft.
“Oh… buck yes…” Shining’s eyes squeezed shut, the sensation forcing a few tears. He hugged the unicorn tighter, pressing that member to his face and neck, his nose brushing Garnet’s nutsack and filling his nostrils with the scent of another stallion. A cinch tightened on his nuts, he wanted to warn his partner, but he couldn’t work up the will.
Shining felt his flared head pop into Garnet’s throat. The groom’s moan was muffled, but it came clear when his cock spasmed, that first jet of cum shooting straight up his member even as Garnet tried his best to retreat. Too late. The first ribbon of seed struck the roof of his mouth, when Shining felt his head pop out of Garnet’s lips another gout of cum struck the entertainer’s face. He felt telekinetic magic wrap around the base of his shaft and stroke and squeeze it, rubbing out more of his essence. Something cold and metallic brushed against his throbbing head. When his world stopped spinning he managed to see Garnet had levitated the briefcase in front of his cumming cock. His essence had spilled all over the inside of it.
When he finished Garnet licked his lips and snapped the briefcase shut. Shining released his hips slowly and slipped to the ground. His heart beat like a hummingbirds, he saw the pulse of it even in his semi-erect shaft.
Garnet stepped out from over him and he noticed everypony in the room watched the two. The music had stopped.
They’d been busy. Time and space disappeared when Garnet took Shining’s full attention. He missed how the shire and Glaze swapped places and rolled Laced over, spit-roasting the unicorn. He didn’t see how the other entertainer stretched himself with both Highlights and Café’s cocks. He became so enamored in Garnet’s work that he completely missed the orgy that unfolded around him, now finished. Laced still lied on the floor, ribbons of seed streaking down his neck and flanks from when both his partner’s pulled out and finished on top of him.
The briefcase floated back to the coffee-table. The smell of rut and sweat consumed the entire room. Shining still fought for breath, even as Garnet said, “Got his signature boss. But we ain’t done with this night, now are we?”
Shining’s head lied back. He tried to focus on his breathing, struggled to remember what signature Garnet referred to.
“I don’t know, you stallions tuckered out yet?”
There came an ironically exhausted, “No…” from Laced.
Glaze laughed. “If he’s not, no way we are.”
Shining remembered now why Glaze and Laced were even here. Tonight was his bachelor party, the three newcomers were the entertainment and the “signature” he offered was for…
The shire said, “Then what are we doing standing around…”
Shining made a terrible mistake.
Guilt cleared his head like a lantern blazing to life in a dark cave. He lurched up and said, “Everyone out now!”
All the ponies froze and stared at him, even Laced, who was in the middle of putting his wobbling legs to standing. Shining glared at the briefcase, it flashed out of existence and reappeared outside, plummeting over the edge of his balcony. He said, “Any of you want to join that? Then get out. Now.”
“Eh… I think we’ve worn our welcome fellas. Good evening and good luck tomorrow,” the shire said before he and his two comrades dashed out the door with stereo in tow. The remaining bachelors stared for a moment, mouths agape.
Shining stamped a hoof and lowered his horn at them. “What are you waiting for?”
Glaze said, “You guys get—”
A snap of magic enveloped Shining and the next instant he had teleported both him and Glaze to the wall. He flung his best-colt against it and snarled. “I’m not making exceptions tonight.”
He heard Highlights say, “Hey Shining come on—”
“No, you guys go,” Glaze said. He shoved the unicorn off him. “I’ll hold my own.”
The three left, the door closed behind them while Glaze stared down Shining’s glare.
When the only sound came from the two’s breathing the earth pony spoke up, “You know I was just trying to do you a favor.”
“By what? Getting me to cheat on my fiancé the night before our wedding?”
“You seemed to enjoy it at the time—”
Shining slammed Glaze with a wave of magic. “Shut up!” The earth pony grunted and fell back against the wall. He groaned and fought to stand, as he did Shining told him, “You know how worried I’ve been about all of this. There’s a million and one things that need to go right tomorrow and then you throw this out at me.”
Glaze coughed and shook his head. “I was just trying to help you.”
“Help me with what?”
“Maybe give you a chance to explore a side of you you never took the chance to. You’ve been with mares all your life, you’re about to settle down with one, I was just trying to make sure you’d never have to ask yourself years down the line, ‘What if?’”
“Forgive me if all I see is you taking your last chance to act out your lurid fantasies on me,” Shining said, his tone carrying a bite.
It sunk deep.
Glaze stormed to him and pressed his nose against Shining’s. “Buck you—” he spat, “I’ve been nothing but good and supportive. Heck, I was the one who introduced you to Cadence in the first place. And you know what? I still kick myself for it because I have wanted you for a good long time.” Glaze pulled away and said quietly, “But more than anything, I wanted you to be happy, with whoever would make you happiest. So yeah, I flirted around with you, and maybe a part of me always waited for some kind of response from you, but I’ve never asked for anything.”
Shining opened his mouth to respond, but everything fell flat. He tried to speak, spluttered a few nonsensical things and eventually said, “I never…”
Glaze shrugged. “Forget it. It doesn’t matter if you never felt the same.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Again, it doesn’t matter. I’ll see you tomorrow, I guess,” Glaze said. He walked around the groom and headed for the door.
Shining closed his eyes, felt tension coiling within him when he listened to Glaze open the door. It was too much. He faced the earth pony and said, “Wait.”
Glaze barely glanced at him. “Hmm?”
Shining shut the door with magic. “I don’t want to end the night on regret.”
Glaze raised a brow. “What does that mean?”
The groom shook his head. “I’m not happy with what I did and I do regret it. I wish I threw that stallion off of me and put an end to things there. I got scared, like I just woke from a nightmare when I realized what had happened, what was about to happen… I did overreact.”
The earth pony told him, “It’s fine, it’s only overreacting when you threaten to drop a pony seven stories, six is considered perfectly rational.”
Shining’s ears flattened. “I just can’t apologize, can I?”
Glaze approached him and surprised the other stallion by nuzzling into his neck. Shining froze and his foreleg lifted to back up a step, but he didn’t. He allowed the affection, and when Glaze finished he told the groom, “I’m the one who should apologize. I wanted so badly to see if you really could like another stallion, so I threw this whole thing together for that. If Laced and Highlights hadn’t played both sides of the field, I wouldn’t have even invited them.” Shining felt Glaze whisper into his ear, “But despite all that, I swore I wouldn’t touch you while all this stuff was supposed to be going on. I wanted you to feel it for sure but I didn’t want you confused the night before your big day. I’m sorry, though, I shouldn’t have pushed. You were high-strung all night—”
Shining wrapped a foreleg around his friend’s neck and hugged him close. “Thank you,” he said, “for understanding.”
He felt a tremor wrack the earth pony. His voice became tremulous, “It’s not a… it’s nothing that needs thanking…”
The pain in his best-colt’s voice cut clearly then. Shining always knew something lingered there, but always assumed… with how much Glaze got out and with all the colts under his belt he never even considered the fellow stallion just used it to quell an entirely different emotion. Shining still held him close, felt the warmth of the other stallion against his own. He really didn’t want to end this night on any regret. He knew Glaze long as he could remember, they started classes together when they were foals, the day Shining got his cutie-mark was when he stood up to some bullies preying on Glaze, and he remembered all too well when his friend held him and his crying form after the unicorn came out to his parents and their response was less than thrilled. For Glaze, tomorrow meant giving away a lifelong friend, a partner he took every step of life with. They would still be friends, they’d be friends forever, but they would never be able to be as close as they were in this moment, as they had been in other moments.
Shining didn’t want to end this night with any regrets.
He gently pulled away, and Glaze turned his head, trying his best to hide the tears forming in the corner of his eyes. Shining pulled his face to his and told him, “You know, we never did finish that rehearsal.”
Glaze blinked as the unicorn smiled softly. “What do you—”
But Shining already leaned forward and pressed his lips to the other stallion. Glaze’s eyes snapped wide, but Shining’s remained relaxed as he pressed his tongue into the other pony’s mouth. The invasion made Glaze moan and he pressed back. The other stallion worked his tongue into the unicorn’s mouth, running along the roof of it and tasting him. Shining pulled away and nipped the bottom of Glaze’s lip before he took a deep breath.
“How are you feeling?” he asked.
“Like the best piece of my life is stuck burning in the kiln and if I don’t reach in there and grab it it’s going to crack.”
Shining chuckled. “What does that mean?”
“That if you were anypony else I’d buck you into tomorrow morning.”
The unicorn rubbed his nose against Glaze’s. “How about we go back to my room and see where things go from there?”
Glaze’s eyes lit up and he nickered before galloping across the condo. Shining laughed and chased him into his bedroom, he dimmed the alchemical lanterns in there with his magic. His room consisted of a low black-sheeted bed with a wardrobe for his coats opposite it. A large window ran beside of the bed, the navy curtains drawn.
Shining paused inside, wondering where his friend disappeared to—
“Ah-ha!” Glaze leapt from behind the door and pounced on his friend. Shining grunted and tumbled to the side with his friend. Soon he found his back pinned to the floor, looking up at his beaming best-colt. “Got you,” he whispered before pecking him on the nose and leaping off the groom onto his bed. Shining watched him wag his flank and eyed him hungrily. Glaze eventually asked, “Just going to stare all night?”
Shining smirked. “I’ve always enjoyed a full moon.” He rolled over and clambered onto the bed. He made to mount the earth pony, but Glaze ducked away.
“Nuh-uh-uh…”
“And here I thought you’d be begging for this.”
Glaze strutted to the headboard of the bed and lied down on his back. He said, “If we’re doing this, I don’t want some quick buck.”
Shining quirked a brow and climbed over on top of the other stallion, resting his barrel against the more slender blond coat. He asked, “So what were you thinking?”
“Well right now I’m thinking you probably don’t have any lube,” he said.
Shining said, “Now what would I need that for?”
Glaze rolled his eyes. “I love ya buddy, but you’re not doing anything to me until your properly prepared.”
The unicorn admitted, “It’s not the thing I’m most experienced in.”
“Then let’s start here.” Glaze pressed a hoof underneath Shining’s shoulder and with a quick surge of motion rolled him on his back. Glaze nipped his ear and whispered, “For once, you’re going to let me lead and you’ll follow.”
Shining blushed, but nodded. He felt Glaze nip and nibble along his throat. His balls brushed over the unicorn’s sheath as he backed along the bed, kissing down Shining’s barrel…
“I… I think I can let you…”
Glaze stopped at his lower belly, Shining heard him say, “Just this once, huh?”
The earth pony began licking at the unicorn’s peeking stallionhood. He nibbled on the edge of it and licked down the shaft until he reached his sheath. “Y-ye-ye-oh!” Shining tried to answer but Glaze forced his tongue inside the unicorn’s sheath. The pressure of which left him bucking, his blood driving rapidly into the member to force it out while Glaze’s appendage worked the hidden remains of Shining’s. The earth pony retreated from his tongue work and Shining moaned when he kissed up the cock.
He looked down and his eyes met the half-lidded ones of Glaze. The pony’s chin brushed against the head of Shining’s member as he said in a sultry whisper, “You know… I’ve always wanted to taste you.” And he took the unicorn into his mouth.
Shining’s head fell back and he groaned while Glaze worked his cock. The other stallion tongued the head, explored his urethra and pressed his crown against the roof of his mouth. Glaze then bobbed down, working his muzzle down the shaft, pressing his tongue against it and coating it in saliva. Tension began to coil in his loins when his friend worked back to the head, stopping there to suckle it a moment, then he pulled away. The unicorn’s dick plopped down and slapped against his belly before bouncing back to attention.
Glaze clambered back over him, pressing his lips into Shining’s and pushing his tongue into the groom’s mouth. He tasted himself on Glaze’s tongue, and knew the earth pony wanted him to, wanted Shining to know that he had surrendered to him. And the groom did not care. He wrapped his forelegs around Glaze and pulled his muzzle closer to his, press his tongue onto the other stallion’s. The smell of their sweat and the musk of both their erect shaft’s filled his senses and left him inert to the concerns of the rest of the Equestria. And he knew, as Glaze’s hoof positioned his prick between the earth pony’s cheeks, that after tonight he never would ask, “What if?”
Glaze nuzzled his cheek and whispered, “Ready?”
“Yes…”
With a grunt the earth pony pressed down and the crowned head of his partner spread the initial ring of muscle. Shining heard Glaze grind his teeth as the groom’s head entered his partner. He paused there, panting. The unicorn licked his cheek. “You okay?”
Glaze nodded and wiggled his rump a little further down the shaft. He said, “Next time… we’ll get you some lube first.”
Shining didn’t know how to respond to that, but thankfully Glaze didn’t wait for him to. He moved up until only the barest edge of Shining’s head was inside of him, and then sat back down on it, driving in another hoof’s span. Shining’s breath hitched. He could feel the other stallion squeezing around his cock. Pulling on it when he rose again back to the head before he forced more inside. Glaze gasped. “Ah-ha-ha… there we go… anypony ever tell you how thick you are? Criminy.”
The unicorn couldn’t respond, he gulped air too hard too fast to even think a thing to say. His partner was so tight and warm it made his head spin. And Glaze kept forcing his way down, he dropped his flank again and this time Shining felt his anus squeeze past the unicorn’s medial ring. Flank met crotch and both ponies moaned in unison. The unicorn saw Glaze’s muzzle hanging over his. Without any prompting, Shining pulled him into a kiss.
He could feel the head of Glaze’s cream-colored cock bob against his lower belly, felt a brush of pre as they mashed lips. The stallions connected two ways now, their tongues coiled together until Glaze sat up and a string of Shining’s saliva clung to his lip. Glaze began riding him.
The earth pony started out slow for his partner, working his shaft up and down his tail-hole, the unicorn’s pole disappearing inside him in whole strokes that left Shining’s eyes watering. But soon enough the motion became easier and with a whicker Glaze began to ride him harder, bouncing on the tool now as it pushed against his insides, the crowned head and medial ring both putting pressure on his prostate. Every time his round flanks came down on Shining he felt the hairs of his tail tickle the groom’s churning nutsack. That warm orifice practically milked him, squeezing up and down his shaft while Glaze insured a constant friction.
But Shining did not want to come alone. He pressed Glaze’s cock against the earth pony, and as his partner rode Shining the unicorn’s hoof worked the shaft. “Yes!” Glaze encouraged. He moved his body in more rapid jerks now, sometimes not riding out all the way to Shining’s flaring crown, but coming back down sooner, his tail-hole working along the medial ring of the unicorn cock.
“Are you gonna… gonna…” Glaze asked. He tried his best to drag out three more long strokes. Shining felt his hips bucking back into him, his dick digging deep into his partner. Their rut becoming more and more desperate—right then Cadence could be lying next to him and he wouldn’t care. His balls where curling against him, he felt a fire priming itself in his loins, he needed to finish.
Glaze fell onto his lap clenching hard, he yelped. Shining groaned and ground his hips against his partner’s flank as he felt seed shoot up both shafts. He released Glaze’s and felt his lover’s cum spray on top of him while he laced the stallion’s insides with his ribbons of seed. He kept jerking his hips, even when Glaze fell on him. Shining hugged him close and felt the earth pony’s throbbing cock between them as it spat, coating both their coats in cum.
Shining felt his lover panting into his ear. He held him close in his embrace; his orgasm fading until only the warmth of their connection remained. He could feel Glaze’s heartbeat, in more places than one.
“Thank you,” the earth pony breathed.
“I’m glad I did this.” Shining said.
“No regrets?”
“None.”
“It’s a shame you’re already in love…”
Shining kissed the side of his neck and told him, “Tomorrow morning I will love her like I did this morning and I’m certain I will… for the rest of my life.” He felt more than heard his lover sob. The unicorn rubbed Glaze’s long flowing mane. “But for tonight… it’s just us.”
Glaze said, “I… understand. For what it-it’s worth… you’ve got my blessing.” The unicorn felt warm tears brush against his head. “I think I love—”
“Now, now, now,” Shining chided, “You’re going to meet a wonderful stallion someday.” The unicorn turned his head and whispered into Glaze’s ear, “And when you do I’m going to be so damn happy for you—it’ll be one of the happiest days of my life, and I know it’ll be your very best.”
Glaze sniffed. “You’re right. I’m too good for you anyway.”
The unicorn chuckled. “That’s my Glaze.”
“Can we stay like this? For the rest of the night?”
Shining shut his eyes and breathed deep the wonderfully noxious scent of his best, the smell of open glaze before it was fired and hardened. “Of course,” he said.
“Thank you… Shining… thank you, thank you, thank you.” The earth pony pressed his muzzle into his lover’s shoulder and began to weep.
Shining Armor held Glaze Burner through the night.
