Brushed Away: The Private Moments

Chapters

Chapter One: The First Time
Chapter Two: Heads and Tails
Chapter Three: Morning Delight
Chapter Four: Freaky Beaky (or, Think before you Beak)
Chapter Five: From a Bed to a Nest
Chapter Six: An Active Day (Part 1)
Chapter Seven: An Active Day (Part 2)
Chapter Eight: Nocturnal Pleasures
Chapter Nine: A Bound Bird
Chapter Ten: Outdoorsmanship
Chapter Eleven: Making A Chickie (Part One)
Chapter Twelve: Making A Chickie (Part Two)
Chapter Thirteen: New Attire
Chapter Fourteen: Canvas' Movie Time

Chapter One: The First Time

Author's Note

This is set during Brushed Away, directly after Chapter Forty-One: Making A Masterpiece.

Chapter One: The First Time

I… I think I'm ready…

Troy couldn't stop those words from running through his head, making him feel more ecstatic with each passing second. While his heart continued to thunder, he barely paid any heed to it, instead focusing on the warmth he felt on his chest. Looking down, Troy carried a warm smile on his beak as he held his love in his massive claws.

Canvas, the pony whom Troy had been with for the past month and a half, had a caring smile of his own on his face as he lay in the Gryphon’s grasp. With his hooves wrapped around Troy's neck, Canvas was blushing deeply against his bluish-green coat as he lovingly looked up at him. Seeing the desire in Troy’s golden eyes, Canvas tightened his grip on his love, knowing that this was something that they both truly wanted.

Looking into the stallion's blue eyes, which were filled with a mix of nervousness and eager anticipation, Troy barely focused on where he was walking. Although walking on his hindlegs was a bit of a difficult task, he had no problem doing so as he slowly carried the stallion up to their bedroom.

It had only been two weeks since Troy moved in with Canvas, and less than two months since their relationship began. however, Troy couldn’t have cared less about time at this moment.

In the short amount of time that Troy had come to know and befriend Canvas, he managed to learn more about himself than he ever thought he could. Before Canvas, Troy never would've even fathomed the idea of being with someone outside his species, let alone with another male.

After everything he and Canvas went through as friends, Troy knew that he never felt closer to anyone else in his life. What he felt for Canvas was much more than anything he could've ever imagined—not just as a friend, but as someone he could say he truly loved.

Now, with the stallion softly cradled against his chest, Troy felt no regret or hesitation as he went up the stairs. He could only think of one thing as he carried Canvas tenderly in his claws, which made him smile with the utmost devotion on his smooth beak as he looked down: I really am in love.

"I love you, Canvas," Troy said faintly, staring into his beautiful blue eyes.

Canvas's blush grew deeper as he smiled back up at him. "I love you too, Troy."

When he reached their bed in the loft, Troy breathed in and savored this moment, feeling the utmost amount of bliss as he realized that they were finally going through with this. After so many nights together in each other's embrace, never going much further than a kiss or a sensual touch, both of them were finally ready. Now that Canvas had finished the biggest painting of his life, the two were finally going to express their devotion for one another in the simplest but most personal of ways:

The physical kind.

Troy slowly lowered Canvas onto the bed, keeping his face close to his as he rested the stallion against the lush pillows. As soon as he was on the bed, Canvas pulled Troy in with his hooves, closing his eyes tightly as he angled his muzzle and pressed his lips against the Gryphon's open beak. Troy immediately returned the kiss, taking his time as he slowly crawled into bed on top of him.

When the two were finally fully in bed, neither could hold back anymore. Their kiss became more intense with each passing second. While their tongues began to passionately explore each other's mouths, the two held each other tighter on the bed. They felt their inhibitions began to fade away as the air between them grew hotter.

Canvas, who was beginning to catch the scent of Troy’s musk, started to become more overwhelmed by the masculine scent, making him grip Troy tighter and press further with his tongue.

With the stallion's soft tongue ravishing his beak, rolling against the hard yet warm cartilage within, Troy was barely able to catch up with his own tongue. He continued to play along the inside of Canvas's muzzle with his beak pressed against his lips.

Before he could react, Troy felt the stallion roll the two of them over, leaving the Gryphon to lie on his back while Canvas lay on top of him. Despite the surprising change of position, Troy couldn’t have cared less, and instead pulled Canvas in tighter against his chest.

With the sensation of the Gryphon's silver feathers brushing against his fur, Canvas's body began to take control apart from his mind. Slowly, Canvas felt his own hips begin to move instinctively, grinding against Troy's body.

When Troy felt Canvas begin to rub himself harder on top of him, he slowly lowered one of his claws against Canvas's flank, gently petting him against his paint palette cutie mark. As soon as he lowered his other claw against the other side, Troy pushed Canvas's waist harder against him.

The stallion moaned slightly under his breath, almost breaking their kiss while Troy kept his beak pressed hard against his lips. In response to Troy’s added pressure and grip, Canvas grinded harder against him, letting himself become hotter with each slow thrust against his lover’s grey fur.

A low growl escaped the Gryphon's beak as he continued to kiss Canvas passionately, which just made the stallion kiss even deeper. Holding onto the stallion, Troy began to feel something new against his body. Prodding the spot between the feathers on his chest and the fur on his stomach, Troy began to feel something very warm press against him.

As he used his claws to pull the stallion closer to him, the warmth poking him began to feel even hotter as it rubbed against his feathers and fur. Knowing very well what that was, Troy gripped his coltfriend tightly and pulled him closer, making Canvas moan at the new sensations between them.

In the time that Canvas and Troy became a couple, neither of them had actually tried to look at each other below their waists during their more intimate moments. This wasn’t due to modesty; Canvas was too focused on the top half of the Gryphon to look at what was underneath him, and Troy never got a good chance to look at the stallion down there, either. It was either too dark to make anything out, or Canvas was in a position where he wasn't able to see. While he knew he could've seen it if he tried a little harder, Troy was always cautious of his coltfriend's privacy, knowing that he'd let him see when he was ready.

With the stallion lying on top of him and breathing heavily, Troy could tell that this was the right time when Canvas reopened his eyes. The moment Canvas's lips broke free from Troy's beak, his half-lidded gaze was all that was needed to confirm that he was truly ready.

Canvas kept close against the Gryphon as he lowered himself, positioning his body so their hips touched one another. With his breath coming out shakily in anticipation, Canvas briefly lifted his backside for a moment to position himself. He felt Troy's length underneath him as it pressed against his fur.

With his chest pressed firmly against Troy’s, Canvas made sure he was in the right spot before looking back up. "I'm…" Canvas's voice came out in a shaky whisper. "I'm… I'm gonna… sit up, alright?"

Troy realized what Canvas wanted to do and smiled, nodding. "Y-yeah… Alright…"

Canvas gave him a nervous smile before taking a deep breath, knowing that this was the first time he openly showed himself to his lover. After all this time, Canvas's heart raced as he placed his hooves against Troy, unsure how he should start.

With one final exhalation, the stallion slowly raised the front of his body, while his flank sat just beneath Troy's waist. Lifting himself up, Canvas felt a pleasing coolness of fresh air hit his chest, which quickly made its way down to his lower half. With a heavy blush on his face, Canvas made sure he was fully revealed as he sat upright in front of Troy.

As soon as he looked down to Canvas's waist, Troy's golden eyes widened, only two words able to escape his beak:

"Holy shit!"

Canvas flinched. Confused, the stallion looked down at himself while Troy tried to fix the situation.

"Sorry!" Troy blurted, looking back up at Canvas. "I… I didn’t mean to act like that! I just…"

With his eyes wide-open, Troy looked back down as he exhaled heavily. "It's just… you're…

"You're really… big…"

Seeing Canvas fully erect for the first time, Troy really couldn't think of how else he could describe it. Sitting in front of him and less than a couple feet from his face, Canvas's cock was fully out of its sheath, sporting at least a few inches more than his own as it stood upright. The stallion's member, almost twitching for attention, was an aqua color—similar to his coat, albeit slightly paler and marbled. Underneath, two large orbs that matched Canvas’s color rested against Troy’s waist.

Looking at Canvas's stallionhood for the first time, Troy was actually at a temporary loss for words. His beak hung slightly open.

Seeing how bewildered Troy appeared, Canvas glanced at him with a blush before forcing a nervous smile. "Wh… what?"

"I… I just…" Troy blinked a couple times and took in the sight. "I didn't… I didn’t expect it to be… that big…" Blushing heavily against his silver feathers, Troy gulped a little before peering back up at Canvas, unsure of what else he could say.

Though he didn’t want to make this feel awkward, Canvas tried not to laugh and avoided looking at his boyfriend's face. Of all the reactions he expected, he really didn’t predict that the Gryphon would be that surprised by his size. In fact, after all the magazines he’d seen featuring stallions during high school, Canvas never thought that he compared much to others, and honestly saw himself as average at best.

With one glance back at Troy's face, Canvas felt a little bewildered and smiled at him. "R-really? I'm… I'm big?"

Troy looked at Canvas with a surprised brow and nodded, blushing. "Y-yeah…" Troy looked back down, keeping his eyes on his own this time. "I… I think you're… bigger, actually…"

Canvas glanced down and saw Troy's cock directly in front of his waist. Looking at the Gryphon's member for the first time, Canvas's blush grew extremely deep as his breathing grew heavier.

"You… you're…"

A light smile crept up on the stallion's face as he kept his eyes glued on Troy's erection.

"You're big, too…"

Even with Canvas's larger cock in front of him, Troy could tell from the stallion's tone of voice (as well as his astonished stare) that he wasn't being dishonest. Unblinking, Canvas nervously swallowed some excess saliva in his throat while he looked at the Gryphon's member.

Although Troy seemed surprised that Canvas was bigger, his own cock was still impressive in its own right, being more than above average. Of course, what surprised Canvas wasn't its length, but how it appeared overall.

Standing underneath his lover's in comparison, Troy's member looked far different from Canvas's, with a smooth, red skin and a head that was pointed at the end instead of flat like a stallion's. Curving upward slightly, the Gryphon's red cock stood fully erect, with a noticeably large bulge that wrapped along the base of it. His balls, noticeably smaller than Canvas’s, carried the Gryphon’s grey coat as they hung underneath his cock

Breathing out heavily, Canvas bit his lip, trying to suppress an amused smile from forming on his muzzle. "It… it looks…"

"W-what?" Troy asked, not wanting Canvas to say it looked weird or anything.

"It looks…" Realizing what he wanted to say, Canvas tried not to giggle as he looked back at Troy. "It looks kinda… muscled."

Troy raised an eyebrow. The stallion finally broke his composure and giggled a little.

"M… muscled?" Troy looked down at himself, noting that his own bulge at the base wasn't present on his coltfriend’s member. "Oh? You… you mean the… the shape?"

Canvas blushed and nodded. "Y-yeah… It… kinda looks muscled… Like when you flex your bicep or something…"

Canvas clenched his eyes shut and tried not to snicker. While he wasn't sure if he was offended or not, Troy couldn’t hold back a light giggle either.

After reopening his eyes, Canvas gave a reassuring smile to the Gryphon and added, "But… I… I really like it…"

Seeing the anxious smile on the stallion's blushing face, Troy smiled back up at him. "Really? You… you do?"

Canvas nodded shakily. "Yeah… it… it looks…" He gazed back down at Troy's cock, biting his lip again as he slowly exhaled. "It looks… really nice."

A new smile grew on Canvas's muzzle. While Troy stared at Canvas's member with a mix of admiration and nervousness, he almost didn’t notice Canvas's blush growing deeper.

Canvas slowly brought his hooves down to Troy's waist, brushing them along the Gryphon's soft fur. With his heart beating faster in anticipation, the stallion's breath trembled as he reached the Gryphon's inner thighs. Taking a moment to catch his breath, Canvas looked back up at Troy before opening his muzzle.

"Can… can I…"

Even though he knew he probably didn’t need to ask, Canvas still felt obligated to do so. Looking away from Troy, Canvas appeared even more nervous as he asked meagerly, "Can… can I touch it?"

Troy almost couldn't hold back from laughing when he heard that, not expecting his colftriend to act so hesitant about something so tame. "Y- yeah," he said, nodding slightly as he took a breath, "of course… You… you can touch it, Canvas…"

Looking back at Troy with a smile, Canvas took a deep breath before looking back at the Gryphon's cock. The stallion closed his eyes, unsure of how he should start. His heart racing and his forehead beginning to sweat, Canvas put caution to the wind, reopened his eyes, and moved his right hoof out towards it.

At the touch of Canvas's soft hoof gracing the side of his cock, a light gasp escaped Troy's beak before he closed his eyes. The Gryphon's wings shot wide open as he laid on his back, sticking out from both sides of the bed as they began to shake.

Canvas began to wrap his hoof around the base of Troy's member, feeling the intense heat emanating off it as it twitched involuntarily. With the Gryphon's cock in his grasp, Canvas's heart continued to beat faster when he realized that this was the very first time he touched one other than his own.

Stealing a quick glance back up at Troy, Canvas saw the Gryphon keep his eyes closed as he breathed heavily, gripping the bedposts with his claws while he savored the stallion's gentle touch. Happy to see that kind of reaction, Canvas returned his focus to Troy's erection, keeping it in his hoof as he slowly moved upward along the shaft.

Another heavy gasp came from Troy as he felt Canvas slowly make his first stroke. With the fur on his hoof tingling every inch that it touched, the outer skin of Troy's cock moved along as Canvas moved his hoof back down to the base.

As he heard Troy began to breathe rapidly, Canvas bit his lip and decided to take more initiative. Keeping his grip sturdy, Canvas began to stroke Troy's cock more fully with his hoof, moving it up and down the entire length, making it twitch in pleasure.

Tightening his grip around the bedposts, a low moan escaped Troy's beak while he clenched his eyes shut. Feeling Canvas’s gentle caress as he continued to rub the Gryphon sensually, his beak opened a little more while he continued to breathe quickly.

Before he could continue, Canvas's eyes widened when he saw Troy's cock twitch harder. A small dribble of pale white liquid seeped from the tip. The first few drops of pre started to make a faint line down its length, glistening in the light of the bedroom lamp. Canvas began to cease his stroking, and just held onto Troy's cock as he looked down at it.

Noticing this change, Troy slowly reopened his eyes and looked up at him, then noted that Canvas was biting his lip as he looked down at him.

Exhaling anxiously, Canvas slowly removed his grip and placed his hoof at the base, where the pre hadn’t reached yet. With a heavy blush on his cheeks, Canvas slowly moved his hoof up along Troy's length, catching the line of liquid as it touched his fur.

Troy shuddered as he felt Canvas's hoof brush against the tip of his erection, catching as much of the Gryphon's pre as he could before pulling it back up. Holding his hoof up to look closer, the stallion could only stare at the glossy, white mixture. Canvas brought his hoof closer and closed his eyes. He caught the powerful scent of Troy's musk, which made his heart race faster.

Not noticing Troy looking up at him in bewildered silence, Canvas kept his eyes closed and opened his muzzle. Bringing his hoof up to his mouth, the stallion slowly extended his tongue, and tasted Troy's essence for the very first time.

As soon as the warm and sticky substance touched his tongue, Canvas breathed in deeply and took in the taste of the Gryphon's seed. Catching mostly saltiness at first, the stallion continued to move his tongue up his hoof as he collected the rest of Troy's pre.

When he reached the end of his hoof and began to pull his tongue back, Canvas's senses were overwhelmed by the new taste in his muzzle, catching many different flavors on his tongue. At first, all he could taste was an overbearingly bitter sensation; the more he adjusted to the taste, he was able to catch a faint sweetness within it, making it taste almost tangy for a moment.

Troy, who was staring up at him in fascination, could only watch as his coltfriend kept his eyes closed, taking his time while he flicked his tongue around inside his muzzle. Before he could say anything, the Gryphon watched Canvas pull his head back, scrunching his face in a little before making an audible gulp.

By the time he reopened his eyes, Canvas's blush was making his aqua face look almost red as he looked back down at Troy.

Troy could barely open his beak, instead only blinking a few times. Taking a moment to speak, Canvas breathed in heavily before glancing back down at Troy's cock. Noticing how much it was twitching, more gobs of pre leaking from the tip and rolling down its length, Canvas looked back up at Troy with nervous eyes.

"Can… can I…"

Troy quickly nodded, blushing deeply. Giving a nervous smile, Canvas bit his lip before moving his head down.

The stallion began to gently kiss Troy's chest, taking his time as he slowly moved further down with each gentle touch of his lips. The further he lowered himself, letting his lips make light imprints against Troy's fur, the Gryphon's scent became stronger.

After the countless hours spent fantasizing about this moment, nothing could've prepared the stallion for how exhilaratingly amazing everything felt right now. Taking in the aroma, which came off so predominantly male, Canvas could feel his heart thundering in his chest, anxious to take in more.

Soon, Canvas reached Troy's waist, making him pause as he took in the sight. Troy's cock, now visibly throbbing for attention, was now less than a couple inches from Canvas's blushing snout. Catching the powerful musk coming off his lover’s cock, Canvas closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, letting the masculine scent remove his anxieties and allow his body to take over.

The stallion slowly opened his muzzle, letting it reach the base of Troy's member before he extended his tongue. At the first touch of his tongue against Troy's smooth skin, Canvas felt his boyfriend's whole body twitch in pleasure.

Troy almost broke the bedposts in his claws as his hindlegs spasmed, barely able to contain himself at the feeling of Canvas slowly licking up his shaft.

Focused solely on the smell and taste, the powerful, musky aroma, combined with the taste of the salty pre felt absolutely indescribable to Canvas as he continued his lick. He took his time as he slowly moved up to the head. By the time he finally reached the tip, catching another large amount of fluid with his tongue, Canvas swallowed again, reveling in the unique taste and sensation before taking another deep breath.

Without a word, Canvas positioned his head above Troy's cock, taking only a second before he opened his muzzle and dove in.

Troy gasped loudly and closed his eyes again, gripping the bedposts even tighter as he felt the stallion’s lips wrap around the head of his cock.

Canvas, keeping his eyes closed as he focused on his other senses, took his time and slowly, softly suckled on the head. With the powerful combination of the Gryphon's scent and pre emanating on his tongue, Canvas breathed through his nostrils as he began to take in more.

The stallion kept his lips wrapped around Troy's shaft as he bent in further, letting more of his length enter his muzzle. Feeling how Canvas was taking in more of him, Troy involuntarily thrust his hips upward a little, surprising Canvas as he felt the head get close to the back of his tongue.

Despite almost hitting his gag reflex, Canvas didn’t stop. Keeping a comfortable length in his muzzle, Canvas kept him inside as his tongue gently lapped the underside of the bulge of his cock. With the musky taste overwhelming his senses, Canvas breathed in deeply as he felt more of Troy's pre collect in his muzzle. While he bobbed his head up and down his length slowly, keeping the Gryphon's shaft around his lips, Canvas began to swallow what he was catching on his tongue, letting more of Troy's unique flavor slowly trickle down his throat.

Though he tried to focus on the task at hoof, Canvas couldn’t stop thinking about how amazing this really was for him. After countless years spent in denial, followed by the antagonizing months afterward he spent hiding who he was, the stallion couldn’t have felt happier about being with someone like this now.

With each soft moan from the Gryphon above him, the Gryphon he loved more than anything else in the world, Canvas gripped him tighter as he continued, wanting to give him as much pleasure as he himself was feeling in that moment.

With each suckle from the stallion's lips, combined with the long laps from his tongue, Troy began panting loudly, barely able to keep himself from thrusting more of his length inside his muzzle. Immense pleasure building up inside of him, he knew he was getting close and gritted his teeth.

"Ca… Canvas…" Troy's voice came out in almost a pant, barely able to make an audible statement as he drew closer to pure ecstasy. "Canvas, I… I'm… I'm gonna…"

Canvas wrapped his lips tighter around the Gryphon's member, wanting to take in as much of his masculine taste as he could.

Troy gritted his teeth, his talons beginning to dig into the bedposts hard enough to leave marks. Knowing he was about to come, the Gryphon released his grip from the posts and quickly brought his claws down to Canvas's head. With his talons brushed against the stallion's chestnut mane, Troy kept him in place as he felt himself release.

"I'm… I'm gon…"

Since his eyes were still closed, Canvas's only warning was a low, guttural groan from the Gryphon above him. Before he could react, Canvas felt a huge blast of warmth hit every inch of the inside of his muzzle, immediately followed by the bitter taste enveloping his mouth.

Electric waves of pleasure flowing through his whole body, Troy tried his hardest not to thrust into Canvas's throat as he came powerfully. With each surge of bliss that went through him with every throb of his member, the Gryphon groaned deeply and held Canvas's head in.

Clenching his eyes shut, Canvas kept himself in place as he felt each hot throb of the Gryphon's cock inside his muzzle. Though he was having difficulty breathing through his nostrils, (mostly due to temporarily forgetting how to do so) the stallion began to swallow Troy's load, savoring the powerfully masculine taste each time it hit his tastebuds and went down his throat.

After several powerful throbs, Troy began to feel himself settle as the last of his seed shot out of him. While he pushed his head deeper against the pillow, Troy was barely able to move as he felt Canvas continue to caress him with his mouth. He released his claws from the pony's head and let them slump back on the bed.

Canvas felt that Troy was fully spent. He began pulling his muzzle back, nearly full of the Gryphon's seed. Closing his lips tightly as soon as they released from the head of Troy's cock, the stallion pulled his head back up.

Keeping his eyes closed, Canvas breathed through his nostrils again, his cheeks now slightly puffed out as he sat back upright on his flank. Even with his lips closed, Troy's essence began to drip from the corners of his lips and roll down to his chin.

In his post-orgasmic daze, Troy stared with half-lidded eyelids up at his love. With his muzzle facing the ceiling, Canvas took a moment to feel the unique texture of Troy's cum on his tongue, savoring the consistency and taste of his first time giving oral.

After taking a deep breath, Canvas kept his head up and gulped, swallowing the entirety of Troy's seed. The stallion moved his head back downward, opened his muzzle, and exhaled. Catching his breath, Canvas let the cool air touch the inside of his mouth, creating a pleasing sensation as he allowed his boyfriend’s taste to settle in his muzzle.

"W-wow…"

Canvas slowly reopened his eyes and panted slightly, a meager smile on his muzzle. "S-so…" With his nerves bringing him close to giggling out of unease, Canvas looked down at the Gryphon and brought up one of his hooves to his own face. "Was… was that alright?"

Troy gave a satisfied, albeit tired-looking smile up to the stallion and nodded. "Y-yeah, you… You did really… really good…"

Noting Troy’s sincere smile, Canvas looked a lot happier and averted his eyes. He began to wipe the excess fluids off his face. As he caught the remainder of Troy's cum off the sides of his chin and lips, Canvas's tongue swirled around the inside of his mouth curiously. With Troy's sticky substance still coating every inch of the inside of his mouth, Canvas almost felt like he had a muzzleful of wax. His tongue caught as much as he could.

Seeing the stallion moving his mouth around oddly, Troy was about to ask about it until he saw Canvas's face scrunch in again. Closing his eyes, Canvas made sure he had whatever was left before swallowing again. He then opened his eyes and looked down at his hoof.

Before he could get the rest, Canvas looked down at Troy sensually and decided to do something more enticing.

Looking at the stallion’s devilish smile, Troy sighed heavily as he saw Canvas lick the remaining cum on his hoof, all while keeping his eyes on the Gryphon. Beginning to enjoy the odd taste, Canvas's eyes locked onto Troy's before closing his mouth, lowering his hoof before swallowing the last of the Gryphon's cum.

Troy shuddered slightly in pleasure as he laid motionless on the bed. Keeping his smile, Canvas bent down to the Gryphon and held onto him tightly. Although he was feeling tired, Troy was still able to hug back strongly as Canvas kissed him on the cheek.

"Canvas," Troy murmured, closing his eyes and nuzzling the stallion's face tenderly, "that really felt amazing…" He held onto Canvas tightly, savoring his warmth as he continued to caress him with his soft feathers. "I love you so much…"

Overwhelmed by the Gryphon's affection, Canvas began to kiss Troy's neck more strongly, still wanting to do more for him. While he continued to nuzzle Troy's silver feathers with his lips, Canvas didn't realize that another appendage was still poking at the Gryphon's chest.

Feeling Canvas's erect member prodding him, Troy only held onto him for another moment before pulling back. With his golden eyes giving a sensual glance to the stallion, Troy knew what he wanted to do for Canvas right now.

After the monumental pleasure Canvas gave him, Troy knew he had to do something special back, leaving him to look lovingly at the stallion before opening his beak.

"I have an idea…"

Before Canvas could ask what Troy was planning, the Gryphon pulled him off to readjust himself. Moving his body back up on the bed, Troy grunted a little before removing the pillows underneath him and moving back, making it so he was now sitting with his back against the headboard. When he felt comfortable again, Troy gave a caring glance back to Canvas before patting his own stomach with a claw.

"Come here," Troy said, smiling warmly. "Just… lie up against me, okay?"

Though he wasn't sure what Troy was planning, the stallion still nodded slowly before stepping forward. As he stepped over the Gryphon's legs, planning to prop himself so he was chest-to-chest with him, Troy lifted a claw.

"No…" Keeping a smile on his beak, Troy made a spinning motion with his talon. "Turn around… so your back is against me…"

"Oh…" Blushing, Canvas turned himself around before sitting on Troy’s lap. As he moved himself back into Troy's feathered chest, Canvas felt the Gryphon's claws wrap around him, holding him so that he was lying against him snugly. As he sat upright, Canvas's cock was standing up in full view in front of them.

"Troy… Troy, what are you—"

"Shhhh…" Hugging the stallion gently against his chest, Troy put his break up to Canvas's ear and whispered sweetly, "It’s alright, Canvas… Everything is just fine…"

While he kept his forelegs wrapped around Canvas, Troy's claws began to slowly rub the stallion's chest. With each motion of his talons against Canvas's soft fur, Troy could feel Canvas's heartbeat against his own chest, thumping faster the lower his claws went.

The Gryphon began to softly rub Canvas's stomach, making the stallion start to breathe heavier when he realized what Troy was going to do. Breathing in deeply, Canvas pulled himself closer against him, leaning the back of his head against his shoulder while Troy continued to whisper to him.

"Are you alright, Canvas?" Troy asked gently as he continued to rub Canvas's stomach.

With his breathing coming out in faint shudders, Canvas could only nod while he savored his sensual touch.

Closing his eyes, Troy bent in closer to Canvas's ear as he spoke as softly as possible. "I'm going to move lower, alright? If it becomes too much, just tell me and I'll stop."

"O… okay…" A shaky reply was all Canvas could muster, aside from another quick nod.

Slowly, Troy's claws began to rub Canvas lower before they reached the sides of his waist. Biting his lip in an effort to contain himself, the stallion struggled not to moan as he felt Troy's talons begin to brush closer to his inner thighs.

"Y-yeah…"

Hearing Canvas's light murmur, Troy didn't stop rubbing as he bent in again. "Does that feel good?"

"Mmmmhmmmm…" Clenching his eyes shut, Canvas could barely make any distinguishable words by the time Troy began stroking the fur along the inside of his thighs.

Seeing that Canvas's cock was now throbbing in front of him, practically begging for attention, Troy nuzzled the side of the stallion's blushing face before whispering once more.

"Canvas… Can I touch you?"

Another light moan escaped Canvas's lips as he pushed himself tightly against Troy. Gripping both sides of the Gryphon with his hooves, Canvas exhaled deeply in pleasure before managing to speak up.

"Yes… Please… Please, Troy… Touch me…

"Touch me wherever you want…"

At that last part, Troy smiled. With the stallion lying on him and almost squirming in need, Troy began to rub his claws closer to the center of Canvas's waist.

At the sensation of his claws brushing against the base of his crotch, Canvas tried to bite his tongue to keep himself in control. However, the very moment the Gryphon's talons graced the base of his cock, a strong gasp escaped Canvas's muzzle.

With his right claw continuing to gently caress his stallionhood, Troy moved his left foreleg back slightly, hugging it around Canvas's waist to keep him secure. Leaning in forward for better leverage, Troy held Canvas in against his chest as he began to wrap his talons around Canvas's cock.

Even though the Gryphon's talons were extremely sharp and able to slash through almost anything, Troy's gentle touch on Canvas was nothing but delicate and tender. The stallion shuddered at how amazing the touch of another male felt to him.

Holding him tightly, Troy made sure that every caress of his talons was as soft and tantalizing as he possibly could. From how strongly Canvas was beginning to pant with each brush of his talons, he knew that he was going in the right direction.

Sweat began to bead on Canvas's aqua fur, which began to give off a faint musk that Troy immediately noticed. Catching the stallion's masculine scent, which came off as being much sweeter than his own, Troy breathed in deeply and held Canvas in closer. With his lover’s appealing aroma in his senses, combined with his enticing moans generated from each movement of his talons, Troy kept Canvas in his grip as he began to gently move his claw along the length of the stallion's shaft.

Canvas's hindlegs began to writhe out of Troy's grasp, though the stallion didn’t try to move away from him when he felt each slow stroke from the Gryphon. A light whinny escaped his muzzle, giving Troy a better incentive to begin working faster. With his talons wrapped around the stallion's throbbing shaft, Troy started to stroke quicker, moving up and down his length while he held him tenderly.

"You like that?" Troy whispered, bringing his beak close to his ear. "Does that feel good?"

"Nnnnnn…" Canvas gritted his teeth, clenching his eyes shut as he focused on the intense, pleasurable sensations Troy was sending through his stallionhood. "Ye… yeah… Oh, yeah…"

After Canvas moaned out his answer, Troy held his head against the pony's shoulder and nuzzled him softly.

The feeling of Troy's soft feathers gracing his face and neck, combined with the exhilarating ecstasy building inside of him from the Gryphon's sensual strokes, Canvas's moans came out louder as he leaned back further into him, never wanting to let him go. While he kept his eyes closed to focus on the sensations enveloping him, Canvas began panting faster. He gripped Troy tightly, beginning to feel himself getting closer to his climax.

Holding his head against the stallion’s blushing and sweating face, Troy opened his beak and tenderly licked his fur. When Troy's tongue gently brushed his cheek, Canvas's hips bucked forward out of reflex, feeling himself reach his limit. Catching sight of Canvas's legs beginning to spasm underneath him, Troy continued to stroke him as he whispered softly into his ear.

"It's okay," Troy cooed, holding him securely in his claws. "I'm right here, Canvas… You don't have to hold back…"

A low groan escaped Canvas’s muzzle as his hips bucked forward once more. Keeping him secure, Troy kept stroking the stallion as he continued to whisper, "It's alright, Canvas… I'm right here, my love…

"Just let it happen…"

At those last words, Canvas felt powerful surge of pleasure shoot from within him. With Troy holding him tenderly, Canvas clenched his eyes shut and felt himself climax.

Holding him tightly, a loud moan was the only thing Troy heard before he felt his cock twitch strongly in his talons. Canvas gasped loudly as he pushed himself against the Gryphon as tightly as he could, holding himself close to his soft feathers as he came. With each throb from his twitching cock, large spurts of the stallion's white fluids landed on his chest and stomach while he continued to moan.

As he gave the last needed strokes to Canvas's stallionhood during climax, Troy felt his claw slipping more against the pony's sensitive skin. The added fluids started to make his talons slick to the touch. With the stallion's hips starting to buck less as he came down from his climax, Troy started to slow his strokes before making sure he was done.

Canvas panted heavily as he slumped back against Troy's chest, his own chest and stomach now matted with a large amount of his load. However, Troy barely took much notice as he bent in and nuzzled Canvas lovingly.

"Mmmmmm…" The Gryphon finally let go of Canvas's stallionhood after the last of his throbs receded, wrapping his claws around the pony as he hugged him tightly from behind. "You did really good," Troy said tenderly, nuzzling him. "How do you feel, Canvas?"

After sighing deeply in pleasure, Canvas slowly reopened his eyes and looked up into Troy's loving gaze. "I… I feel incredible…"

Even with his body feeling fully spent, Canvas still pulled his head up to kiss Troy's beak deeply. Wrapping his forelegs around him, Troy kissed the stallion back as deeply as he could, not wanting this moment to end for either of them any time soon.

After lying a long time in the Gryphon's embrace, Canvas finally broke the kiss and gazed down at himself. Huge blotches of his sticky, white fluids matted the aqua fur on his midsection and waist. He giggled at the sight.

"Wow. I… I didn’t think it was that much…"

While Canvas tried to keep himself from laughing, Troy chuckled a little as he bent down over the side of the bed. "Don't worry about it," Troy said with a smile as he pulled up a towel by the nightstand. "Actually, it's kinda nice to know I have that kind of effect on you."

Canvas gave a cheeky smile back as he began to wipe his fur clean with the towel. "Well," began the stallion in a more sensual tone as he eyed Troy with a half-lidded gaze, "if that's what you can do with just your talons, then I'm REALLY glad I'm with you instead of a pony."

Troy scoffed a little before giving him a bemused smirk. "You flatterer, you."

"I'm serious." Canvas waited until he was wiped clean before turning around. He laid on top of the Gryphon's chest before holding him closely in his hooves.

"Troy," Canvas began in a faint and sincere tone as he looked at him with the utmost devotion in his smile, "I can't think of anyone else in the world I'd rather have in my life than you. You're so kind… and so caring… and so sweet…"

Canvas nestled his head against Troy's shoulder and hugged him tightly, never wanting to let him go. "I love you, Troy," he said sincerely as he felt the Gryphon hug him back. "I love you more than anything… And I don't want anyone else but you… I… I never want to lose you…"

Troy closed his eyes and held the stallion tightly, keeping a smile on his beak as he whispered faintly into his ear, "You never will…"

Canvas immediately pulled his muzzle back to Troy's beak, gripping him as tightly as he could while he kissed him deeply. Sitting upright with the pony's hooves wrapped around him, Troy kept his claws on him as he kissed back.

Holding Canvas like this, Troy knew that he would never find another soul as perfect as this one. With the taste and touch of the stallion's wrapping around his body and mind, enveloping him in a deep desire that he never even knew existed, Troy hold onto him as strongly as he could while they kissed.

In that sacred moment, both of them having experienced the other in a way no one else ever had, Troy couldn’t deny how much he truly loved Canvas.

Not a single thought of being different species went through either one's mind as they held each other in tight embrace. Neither did gender, or cultures, or anything else that could give the slightest implication that they were different in any way.

In that moment, Canvas and Troy were two of one soul. Of one heart. Of one deep, unrelenting love for one another.

And soon, they knew that they would be of one body.

Neither were sure how long their deep kiss lasted as they laid in bed. While they continued to hold each other tenderly, Canvas began to feel a familiar warm growth from underneath him as he sat on Troy's lap.

Feeling the Gryphon getting hard underneath his flank, Canvas started to pull back from their kiss, reopening his eyes as he gave a lustful stare to Troy. "Well…"

Despite wanting to seem more confident in this moment, Canvas's blush was enough of an indicator of his nerves. "I… I guess this is it…"

Troy gave a caring smile back, though there was concern in his eyes as he replied, "Are you sure you want to do this? I mean… we don't have to if yo—"

Canvas bent in again, silencing the Gryphon with another deep kiss. Knowing what he wanted to do, Canvas didn't want to show any hesitation as he pulled back and held Troy tightly.

"Troy…" Unable to hold back his growing desire for him, Canvas began to sensually kiss Troy's feathered neck between words. "Troy, please… I want this… I never wanted anything so much in my life…"

Canvas gripped the Gryphon tighter as he continued kissing him. Troy held the stallion tighter against him, nuzzling him sensually as he heard Canvas's strained desire in his voice.

"I want you, Troy… I need you… I need you so bad…"

With his hooves wrapped around Troy's neck, Canvas moved up to kiss the side of the Gryphon's face. With a growing sensation of pure craving building up in his body, Canvas was barely able to hold back what he truly wanted from his love.

"Please… Troy, please… I want you to be my first… I want you to be my only…"

Gripping him as tightly as he could, Canvas's blushed face went up against Troy's ear as he whispered with the purest sincerity, "Please, Troy…

“Make love to me…"

Troy quickly pulled Canvas's face in against his beak again, kissing him deeply as he held him with his strong claws. Knowing what he and Canvas truly wanted to do, he showed no signs of restraint as he kissed him, showing that he needed the stallion just as much as he needed him.

As they pulled back to breathe, a thin line of saliva connected between beak and lips for a moment, only seen for a second before breaking apart.

Looking into Troy's mesmerizing golden eyes, Canvas smiled with the purest admiration, knowing that this Gryphon was who he truly wanted. Not just as a friend, but as a lover.

"So…" Blushing deeply, Troy looked around for a second and tried to think of what to do. "Canvas… Do you… do you have any…"

Canvas quickly leaned over to his side of the bed. Before Troy could ask what he was doing, Canvas opened up his nightstand and grabbed a large, white bottle. With a nervous smile on his face, the stallion sat back in front of Troy, holding the bottle of lube in his hooves.

"Th-this?" Canvas asked.

"Y-yeah," Troy said meekly before picking up the bottle in his claw. Looking at the labeling, he pondered what to do next, unsure of how to ask Canvas without sounding awkward.

"So… Ummmm…" The feathers on Troy's face began to ruffle out a little in embarrassment as he blushed and looked away. "Do… Do you… want to top? Or… Do you…"

Hoping to calm the Gryphon's nerves, Canvas leaned in to peck Troy’s beak. "I…"

Canvas blushed as well as he looked down at the bottle in Troy's claw. Knowing what he wanted to do, Canvas exhaled deeply before looking back up at Troy. "I… I think… maybe you should top…"

Looking back at Canvas, Troy meagerly nodded before kissing him again, hoping to calm their nerves one last time before they began. As the two held each other sensually, both of them held their kiss as long as they could, letting their hearts melt with adoration as they prepared to take the final step.

After countless hours of mental preparation and fantasizing about this moment, neither one was able to fully calm themselves down for this. Knowing how huge of a step this was, neither one wanted to ruin this night. Both of them pulled back before taking a deep breath.

"C-Canvas?" Looking at the stallion before him, Troy gulped in anticipation. "I… I've never done this before… Like, with anyone…"

Seeing how fretful Troy was getting, Canvas gave an equally nervous smile back as he replied, "That's okay… I… I've never done this either…"

After trying to soothe the Gryphon with another quick peck to his beak, Canvas took another deep breath before pulling back and lifting his body off of Troy's.

"I…" Feeling both anxiousness and anxiety inside of him, Troy's breathing came out shakily as he held the bottle in his claw. "I'm… I'm good, so… Whenever you're ready, Canvas…"

Biting his lip, Canvas only nodded and closed his eyes. Breathing in deeply to let this sink in, Canvas hoped that he didn't look too flustered as he slowly exhaled. Even with what felt like a million butterflies in his stomach, the stallion still knew this was what he wanted to do, making him breathe in again before turning himself around. Blushing deeply against his aqua coat, Canvas held his breath as he kept his eyes closed, preparing himself for something he fantasized about countless times before.

After all the years he spent alone, hoping to one day experience something like this with someone special, there was no one that the stallion could think of that would be a better choice than the Gryphon behind him. After all that Troy had done for him, and how happy he'd made him since they first met, Canvas knew this was what he wanted.

With his body shaking in need, Canvas felt no hesitation as he slowly lowered himself, keeping his backside up as his chin touched the soft bedding underneath him. After spreading his hindlegs apart a little further, Canvas finally breathed out slowly, feeling his tensions become brushed away as he let reality set in.

This was really going to happen. Tonight, he was really going to give himself to someone so special to him. He was going to offer himself, body and soul, to the closest friend he'd ever known. A friend who, after tonight, he can truly say is more than a friend could ever be.

After tonight, Troy was going to be more than just a friend, or even a boyfriend. He was going to be his lover.

With that last word flowing through his mind beautifully, Canvas wanted nothing more than for this moment to happen. Knowing how much Troy really meant to him, the stallion refused to falter from what he truly wanted right now.

With his body in position, Canvas felt absolutely no hesitation, and lifted his tail.

Troy, his heart thundering like a jackhammer, could barely move a muscle as he stared at the pony before him. Overwhelmed by fear and desire, Troy was shaking as he looked at Canvas presenting himself.

With his breaths coming out in a faint shudder, Troy slowly raised his claw to touch Canvas's flank, making the pony sigh softly as he felt the Gryphon's touch. Brushing his talons against the stallion's soft fur, Troy's eyes were glued onto Canvas as he stared at his body, seeing more of him now than anyone else ever had before.

Troy lightly pulled back Canvas's flank a little with his claw, exposing more of the pony's virgin flesh underneath his raised tail. The moment he moved one of his talons over Canvas's entrance, gently touching the supple, pink skin not covered by his fur, Troy saw it pucker a little from his touch.

Blushing heavily on the bed, Canvas exhaled strongly at the sensation of Troy touching him there. "Please..." He whimpered faintly as he kept his eyes closed. "Please, Troy… I'm ready…"

Troy pulled his claw back from Canvas's flank, using his other claw to uncap the bottle of lube he was holding. With his talons slightly shaking in anticipation, Troy poured a generous amount of the clear, slick fluid over his claw, making sure it was properly wet as it glistened underneath the moonlight. Breathing out deeply, Troy then brought his lubed talons back to Canvas's body, pausing a moment before he touched underneath the stallion's tail.

A heavy gasp escaped the pony as his eyes shot open, not expecting the lubricant to be so cold as Troy began applying it on him. However, Canvas's surprise quickly changed as he closed his eyes, savoring the feeling of the Gryphon's touch on his most private area. While the stallion breathed in shakily at the feeling of the slick talons touching the outside of his hole, Troy placed his other claw over Canvas's back to keep him still.

Without saying a word, Troy focused his attention on one of his talons, which was right above Canvas's waiting entrance. Wanting to make sure his coltfriend was ready for this, Troy slowly began to move the tip of his talon against his rectum.

Another loud gasp escaped Canvas as he felt the talon begin to push inside of him. Even though talons were notoriously sharp, Troy took his time as he slid it inside of the stallion, making sure the smooth cartilage was being pushed in as gently as he could.

Troy felt Canvas's stretched flesh slowly wrap in tighter around his talon, holding him in while the stallion began moaning softly. Despite how much he clenched around his talon, Troy still pushed himself deeper inside, which just made Canvas's moans of pleasure louder.

Feeling the Gryphon slide his talon deeper into him, Canvas closed his eyes as he focused on how tantalizing this felt for him. After the first bout of pain that surfaced at Troy slowly stretching him out, Canvas felt an even stronger wave of pleasure emerge the more he was opened up.

As more of Troy's lubed talon entered him, Canvas's mouth hung open in pleasure while he kept moaning deeply. Between his legs, Canvas's cock grew harder with each added push from Troy, beginning to twitch at this new feeling inside of him.

While he knew he couldn't get his whole talon inside of Canvas given how thick it was around the base, Troy was still able to get a couple inches inside of his rectum. Seeing how much he was able to open his coltfriend up and how well-lubed his entrance was now, Troy carried a satisfied grin on his beak as he began to pull back.

At the feeling of the talon beginning to push out of him, Canvas tried to clench in to hold that sensation; that only helped Troy's talon slip out faster, leaving a shiny gloss from the lube as he finally pulled it out.

By now, Canvas's rectum, as well as a lot of the fur surrounding it, was covered in a clear sheen of the lubricant. With Troy still behind him, Canvas pulled his flank up higher for him, showing himself as he moaned in need.

"Please… Please, Troy… I need it…"

Opening his eyes, Canvas turned his head back to Troy as he kept himself presented, his eyes pleading to him as he spoke softly.

"Please… Take me, Troy…"

Troy moved towards the stallion. Canvas turned his head back, waiting with eager anticipation. Closing his eyes, Canvas kept his rear raised for the Gryphon, hoping to finally feel his weight on top of him as he mounte—

WHUMP!

Canvas felt himself be rolled onto his back, startling him before he could even realize what was happening. Gripping his hindlegs, Troy pulled the stallion over to the side of the bed before getting off himself.

"Troy?" Canvas asked, starting to grow worried, "Troy, what are you…"

Canvas's words slowly drifted away as he looked up at the Gryphon above him. Standing on his hindlegs on the floor beside the bed, Troy kept a caring smile on his beak as he stood above Canvas, positioning himself between his legs off the edge of the bed.

With his claws holding Canvas's legs softly, Troy was lined up with his coltfriend as he looked down and said tenderly, "I want to look at you…"

Canvas blinked a couple times, allowing what Troy said to sink in. Realizing what his boyfriend wanted to do, Canvas's blush became deeper as he gave a flattered smile up to him. Desiring to make their first time as memorable as he could, Troy was wanted to try a position like this, making it so that he would look at his love while it happened.

Taken aback by Troy’s gesture, Canvas tried not to tear up as he smiled up at him. Even though he felt lucky to have him before, the fact that he would want to try something like this just made him look even more perfect right now.

After taking a moment to calm his breathing, Canvas kept his eyes on Troy and smiled, keeping his legs apart as the Gryphon held them tightly.

"Are you ready, Canvas?" Troy asked, blushing as he smiled down at him.

Canvas quickly nodded with a smile of his own, spreading his legs further apart to show he was ready for him. "Y-yes… I'm ready…"

Troy gave a caring smile down to the stallion, taking a second before he began to step forward. Luckily enough, while standing on his paws, Troy's midsection lined up almost perfectly with Canvas's flank on the bed, making his position surprisingly easy. Using his claw, which was still coated in lube, Troy rubbed as much of the clear fluid as he could on his rigid, throbbing cock.

Troy then positioned himself in front of Canvas, lining up their hips as he prepared to press himself against the pony's entrance. Gripping his legs tightly, Troy heard a loud gasp from the stallion as soon as the head of his cock touched Canvas's rectum.

As soon as he looked down at him, Troy saw that Canvas, despite blushing heavily, had an anxious smile on his muzzle. Canvas sighed deeply before closing his eyes, hoping to calm himself enough to relax his body for Troy.

After another deep exhalation from Canvas, Troy secured his hold on his legs before pushing in slowly.

As soon as he felt the immense pressure against his body, Canvas winced. He scrunched his face in, not expecting this to be so painful. Despite the first wave of intense pain, Canvas bit his lip to keep silent, not wanting to give any indication for Troy to stop.

Slowly, the Gryphon managed to push the head of his cock harder against Canvas, despite how much resistance he was getting. Even with all the lube that was used, getting himself inside the stallion was proving to be a lot more difficult than he originally thought.

Nevertheless, despite Canvas's low groans, Troy kept his composure and kept pushing in, not stopping until he felt the flesh around the stallion wrap tightly around the head of his cock.

A loud hiss escaped between Canvas's teeth as he felt the head fully push through inside of him. Eventually, the burning pain began to lessen enough for Canvas to reopen his eyes again. Looking up, Canvas saw that Troy had a concerned look on his face.

"Are… are you alright?" Seeing how red Canvas was as he panted heavily, Troy wanted to make sure that his coltfriend was good to continue. "I… I just got the head in. Just… Tell me when you're ready, okay?"

Canvas nodded faintly, breathing out slowly as he tried to focus on the pleasure emerging inside of him. After the pain began to fade away, Canvas started to feel a new sensation. Remembering the talon, Canvas was experiencing a more intense version of those feelings as he felt Troy's cock inside of him.

After taking a deep breath, Canvas tried to exhale as smoothly as he could, then looked up into Troy's golden eyes. "Alright. I… I'm ready…"

Troy nodded before he noticed the bottle of lubricant still on the bed. Thinking it over, he decided to take the safe route and grabbed the bottle with his claw. After pouring another large amount of the fluid on his shaft, Troy put the bottle aside before gripping Canvas's legs again.

"O-okay..." With the head still inside of the stallion, Troy made sure he was secure before putting his focus on Canvas. "Here… here it goes…"

Canvas nodded for a second before Troy clenched his eyes shut, taking his time as he began to push in again. The Gryphon's shaft began to stretch out Canvas once more, making the pony wince as the intense pain came flooding back.

Before Troy could notice and stop for the stallion's sake, Canvas took a deep breath as he felt more push inside of him. With every added push of the Gryphon's throbbing length, Canvas felt a new surge of pain as his body as he took it in; however, behind every wave of stinging pain, Canvas also felt a different sensation inside of his body, making him grit his teeth to take in more. Trying to maintain focus on the unique tingling that he felt with each push inside of him, Canvas clenched his eyes shut and tried to relax as much as possible.

Soon, Troy felt himself reaching the bulge of his cock, making him pause. Looking down at the stallion, Troy saw that Canvas carried a determined look on his face as he gripped the bedsheets with his hooves. Before he could ask if he should keep going, Troy saw Canvas reopen his eyes to look up at him, giving a insistent look to show that he was ready.

Troy knew he had to try something different if he was going to go all the way with this. He pulled Canvas's body closer towards him, making it so his flank was how almost hanging off the bed. Troy let go of Canvas's legs, choosing instead to grip the stallion's shoulders with his claws. With a tender smile on his beak, Troy leaned his body in toward Canvas's, holding him tightly before beginning the final push.

Both of them clenched their eyes as Troy began to push once more. Feeling the bulge begin to work its way in, stretching him out more than he thought was possible, Canvas let out an audible gasp at the new surge of pain.

"Are you okay?" Troy reopened his eyes to look at Canvas. "I'll stop if it—"

"NO!" Keeping his eyes shut, Canvas held onto Troy's back, keeping him in place. "Don’t stop! Just… keep going…"

While the bulge was hurting more than he thought it would, Canvas didn’t want to stop now. Gripping Troy's back tightly, the stallion gritted his teeth and tried to relax himself, wanting his body to take in the Gryphon for all he was worth.

After another deep exhalation, Canvas looked up to Troy and nodded quickly. Although he was worried, Troy closed his eyes before cautiously pushing in again.

With each stretch of the bulge, Canvas's grip on Troy tightened as he took it in, hoping he wouldn't have to bite down on something to bear through the pain.

Fortunately, after what felt like an eternity, Canvas finally felt a huge wave of relief flow through him as soon as the rest of the bulge entered him. Groaning in pleasure, the stallion held onto Troy as he took a breath, savoring the feeling of having his lover's entire length inside of him.

The two paused for a moment as they let themselves settle, both of them knowing that, right now, their bodies were as one.

And it was everything they ever imagined it would be.

"Ah… alright…" Troy panted under his breath as he held onto his love, savoring their shared warmth while their bodies were joined. "Just… just tell me when… and I'll start…"

Keeping his eyes closed, Canvas took a moment to let the pain fully settle, taking a deep breath before reopening his eyes. Looking up to the stunning shade of gold in Troy's beautiful eyes, Canvas's blush deepened as he smiled up to him.

"O-okay…" Canvas nodded slowly, keeping his hooves wrapped around him. "G-go ahead…"

After giving him a warm smile, Troy wrapped his claws around the back of Canvas's shoulders, making it so their faces were less than a few inches from each other. With both of them getting hotter with each passing second from a mix of anticipation and shared body heat, Troy slowly began to pull his length out again.

Troy only pulled out by about an inch, stretching Canvas again from the bulge. However, as soon as the stallion gasped at feeling the bulge again, he was immediately silenced to a low moan as he felt Troy push back in. Held tightly in the Gryphon's massive claws, Canvas's mouth hung open in pleasure as he felt himself become full again.

"Nnnnnnnnn…" Canvas clenched his teeth as he felt the Gryphon's full length inside him. Savoring the new sensations building up inside him, he gripped Troy tightly, wanting him to stay close as he began to pull out once more.

This time, the intense pain from being stretched again was much less severe. In fact, Canvas was beginning to like the feeling, the combination of pain and pleasure giving a new burning inside him that he didn't want to stop.

And as soon as Troy pushed in again, the filling sensation was enough to make the stallion cry out in pleasure.

"Ohhhhh… Y-yeah…"

Hearing the pony in his grasp coo in bliss, Troy held him tight and continued. With each slow motion out of the stallion, Troy could feel him grip his back tightly with his hooves, wanting to keep him in. And with every push back inside of him, he could feel the stallion groan out louder in joy at feeling Troy's increasing thrusts. Troy gradually began to pick up his rhythm, moving in and of Canvas more powerfully with each movement.

The warmth of Canvas's body, combined with the immense pressure of the stallion squeezing around his member, made Troy feel more riled up now than he felt earlier tonight. His breathing becoming heavier with each thrust, Troy had to control himself while he continued at a steady pace. Moving in and out, he took his time as much as he could, wanting their first time to be as pleasurable as possible.

Feeling the Gryphon's hot breath against his face and fur, Canvas was starting to become overwhelmed by how amazing this felt. No longer feeling much pain from Troy’s increasing thrusts, Canvas now felt pure bliss rushing through himself in growing waves.

Still, with each of Troy’s thrusts, Canvas gritted his teeth in desire, wanting to take in more from him. With his lover’s face only a couple inches from his, the stallion opened his muzzle and tried to speak out faintly between thrusts.

"Ha… ha…"

Troy opened his eyes in a half-lidded gaze and looked down at the stallion. Before he could slow down to hear him, he managed to catch what Canvas was trying to say in a strained whisper.

"Ha…

"Harder…"

Canvas managed to reopen his eyes. Blushing heavily, his face beaded with sweat, he looked up at Troy. After swallowing some excess saliva, Canvas took a second before repeating his request in a more confident tone.

"H-harder, Troy…"

Troy didn’t need to be told again. With a new grin on his beak, Troy closed his eyes and secured his grip around Canvas. After pulling out, now able get out most of the bulge with each thrust, Troy took a second before fulfilling Canvas's request. He quickly rammed back inside him, making their hips slap together, prompting the stallion to cry out below him.

The very moment Troy pushed his length back in again, a strong wave of pleasure erupted erupted through Canvas's body, making him openly moan. Feeling the Gryphon hit his sweet spot, Canvas cried out in overwhelming joy as he gripped Troy's back as tightly as he could.

"Y-YES!" The stallion could barely hold back, wanting nothing more than to feel that again.

Hearing Canvas's cries of ecstasy, Troy knew he no longer had to hold back. Panting heavily, he began to move faster, pulling out quickly before plowing straight into Canvas to the point of resistance. Each time he bottomed out inside of him, he heard the stallion moan louder with each thrust against his prostate.

"Aaaaaahhhhh!!!" Canvas's breathing became rapid as he took in Troy. Clenching his eyes shut in elation, the stallion could barely believe how great this really felt.

While he was held by the greatest friend he'd ever known, Canvas was finally experiencing one of the deepest acts of love two souls could express for one another. With their bodies intertwined and joined together, Canvas let each of Troy’s overwhelming thrusts sink him deeper into ecstasy, never wanting to break free.

In this moment, Canvas and Troy were truly two acting as one. Each movement and sound, no matter how faint, radiated through both of them as they joined together in pure devotion and desire. With their sweating bodies meeting each other in heated lust, the stallion's and Gryphon's hearts were racing faster with each blissful thrust, needing no words other than the primal moans escaping them.

As their bodies united as one, neither one of them had any second thoughts. They acted apart from their minds, letting their bodies take control and guide them through their first night of sensual pleasure.

Soon, both of them began to feel themselves driven closer to the point of no return. Gripping each other tightly, neither was able to speak as Troy’s thrusts became more powerful. With every added thrust pounding into him, the only sounds able to come out of Canvas's muzzle were growing cries of rapture.

"Aaaaahhh!!! Yes!" Canvas cried out in elation as he felt himself getting closer to climax. "Don't… Don't stop! Keep… Keep going!!!"

His claws secure around Canvas, Troy didn't need to be told to continue as he kept thrusting. With the stallion wrapped around his cock tightly, Troy knew he was going to reach his breaking point soon. He pulled Canvas tightly against him, panting heavily as he felt himself getting close as well.

"Ca… Canvas…" Troy's voice came out strained as he plowed harder into the stallion. With his hips and balls slapping loudly against Canvas's flank, he knew what was going to happen as soon as he opened his beak. "Canvas… I… I'm… I'm—"

"—Coming!" Canvas finished, gripping Troy as hard as he could. A monumental amount of pleasure rolled through his entire body like a tidal wave.

A low cry escaped Troy's beak as he felt his whole body shudder at once, almost immobilizing him as he finally came. Canvas, who was already nearly at the point, felt Troy's cock throb deep inside of him, followed by a massive warmth that flooded within his body.

When he felt Troy’s seed erupt inside of him, Canvas couldn't hold back anymore, and clenched himself around his lover’s cock as he came alongside him.

Throbbing hard between the two of them, Canvas's cock shot out load after load as he screamed out in nirvana, hitting both of their bodies while they laid together on the bed. Before Canvas could come down from his phenomenal orgasm, which shuddered through his body like a riptide of pure heaven unmatched by Celestia herself, Canvas felt Troy's hard beak press against his lips for a deep kiss.

The feeling of Troy's tongue, combined with the last sporadic throbs of his cock deep inside of him, was enough to make the stallion wrap his hooves around the Gryphon and pull him in to return the kiss.

Holding each other in overwhelming ecstasy, neither of them let go as they finished. With his beak firmly pressed against Canvas's lips, Troy's hips rocked against the stallion in a few last thrusts, spasming in the aftershock. After one last push inside of him, Troy slumped down onto the bedding, lying on top of Canvas as their bodies stayed intertwined.

Feeling Troy’s warmth both inside and on top of him, Canvas continued the kiss, his hooves secure around his neck. As his eyes stayed closed to savor everything around him, the stallion held onto Troy as closely as he could.

Taking a deep breath, Canvas caught the powerful musk of both of them mixed together as they laid in post-coital embrace, realizing how unique the scent really was.

That aroma, strong of both sweat and essence, came from the two as they held each other tightly. Even though it was evident during their lovemaking, it was only now noticeable after everything else had passed. That masculine scent, emanating between and around them, only exemplified everything that occurred between Canvas and Troy.

I was the scent of desire. The scent of strong embrace. The scent of fulfilled love, which could only be achieved by two caring souls for one another.

The scent of sex.

After a long moment of silence, their heartbeats and breathing the only sounds within the bedroom, Troy finally began to pull himself out. Feeling himself soften while inside of Canvas, he carefully pulled his length out of him, taking his time as he slowly broke free.

As soon as he was fully out, making the stallion grunt slightly, Troy lifted his hindlegs off from the floor. Pulling himself onto the bed, Troy immediately held Canvas close to himself, hugging him tightly as they laid under the moonlight.

Before either of them could close their eyes once more and let their spent bodies rest as they dozed off for the night, Troy gazed into the beautiful blue eyes of Canvas, marveling at them for a moment before opening his beak.

"I love you, Canvas…"

The stallion peered up at Troy, looking into his amazingly golden eyes as he held him in loving embrace.

"And I'm so glad it was you …"

Even though he felt too tired to move an inch, Canvas still smiled as he looked at him.

"Thank you…" Canvas tried not to cry in joy as he hugged him tightly. "Thank you so much… for giving me this…"

The stallion gave a tender kiss to Troy's cheek. Pulling him in closer, Canvas held Troy in his hooves as he replied faintly, "I love you, Troy…"

With that, the two shared their last kiss of the night, holding each other tenderly as they savored this moment.

After all that the two experienced, it was clear that nothing could ever change how amazing this night truly felt for them. With their souls united in love and admiration, their bodies having united as well, the stallion and the Gryphon held each other in utter bliss as they closed their eyes.

And as Luna's night shimmered through their window, basking the two in the tender glow of moonlight, Canvas and Troy finally rested, never letting go of one another as they slept.

Chapter Two: Heads and Tails

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Chapter Three: Morning Delight

Canvas groaned under his breath, and clenched his eyes shut as he felt the sunlight begin to shine in through the bedroom window. As he began to stir himself awake, the stallion's muzzle twitched a little before opening, letting out a deep yawn while he rested in his bed. After sighing in a mix of tiredness and elation, Canvas scooted his body in closer towards the other figure in the bed with him.

Lying outside of the covers and sprawled out on the king-sized mattress, Troy had his beak hung open as he laid on his back in a deep asleep state. Since the silver Gryphon didn’t have any work today, his body preemptively decided to take advantage this morning and put him in a near comatose slumber. While Troy laid in bed, Canvas slowly repositioned himself so he was nuzzled in against his lover's side.

Feeling the Gryphon's warm feathers brush against his fur, Canvas smiled faintly as he pushed his muzzle in deeper, blushing at the sensation he was feeling this early in the morning. As he pressed his face in deeper against Troy's body, the stallion began to catch the faint aroma of his musk beneath the silver feathers and grey fur. When his snout caught the scent of his lover's sweat, his face started to blush as he kept himself pressed against Troy's sleeping body.

Keeping his eyes closed, Canvas slowly inhaled though his nostrils, letting Troy's natural scent fill his senses as he held him tightly. Having grown a large appreciation for the Gryphon's musk, a brief moan escaped Canvas's lips as he kept him in tender embrace.

After a brief moment, Canvas reopened his eyes, and looked upwards at the Gryphon beside him. Even though he was still a bit tired, the stallion still grew a smile on his face as he marveled at Troy's sleeping body. Sighing deeply in contentment, Canvas took another moment before lifting himself up on the bed.

The stallion sat upward on the bedding, which was now growing warmer from the added sunlight coming in this morning. The bright rays coming in through the window were also helping to make the Gryphon's body stand out against the pale blue blankets as he slept. While his silver feathers shone off the sunlight, and his grey fur stood out in smooth, majestic beauty, Troy still laid sprawled out in their bed without a care in the world.

Marveling at his love, Canvas wanted to bend in and kiss that warm, tender beak of his; however, before he could move, a low gurgling in his gut indicated that other matters might need to be taken care of first. For example, making breakfast for himself and his boyfriend.

After sighing once more, Canvas managed to get himself off the bed, and carefully made his way downstairs to the kitchen. As he trotted down to the kitchen to start cooking something, Canvas smiled as he realized how nice everything felt right now. Since he finished his painting, and Troy doesn’t have any work, Canvas's day was just as wide open as his lover's. And with how nice this morning was feeling for him, it was hard for him to think of anything that might be off.

It wasn't until he reached the kitchen that Canvas paused for a moment. As he let his thoughts sink in, the stallion slowly began to realize something else. Something that he didn’t expect to feel so soon since their last time.

He didn't feel sore anymore.

Standing in his kitchen with growing eyes, the stallion blinked a couple times in silence. Even though he was fairly surprised, he took a second before deciding to make sure. Biting his lip, Canvas slowly clenched his backside, expecting to still feel a slight twinge of pain back there. However, he was pleasantly surprised when he didn’t feel the slightest sting or discomfort, which made him feel more relaxed before releasing. Looking back at his aqua flank, Canvas's smile grew a little bigger in revelation, and felt quite happy about the fact that he recuperated so soon.

In fact…

As soon as he realized he was better now, a small blush began to stay on Canvas's face as he smirked, his mind filling with new ideas. In fact, even as he started to cook breakfast for himself and Troy, the stallion's blush only grew bigger as he thought more about other things he could do. Special things… Fun things…

Dirty things.

By the time he finished making a large helping of fried tomatoes and hash browns for the both of them, Canvas was just about to take them off the burner before another thought shot into his mind. Realizing that Troy was still asleep upstairs, the stallion grew a naughty grin before putting the pan on a different burner, and setting it on simmer to keep it warm. After taking a glance back to the stairs, Canvas decided to take advantage of a common male trait that he was very familiar with.

While their breakfast was kept warm, Canvas's smile grew more lustful as he trotted back up the stairs. And when he reached the bedroom, the pony's eyes focused on Troy's muscular body as he stayed asleep. Looking downward, it took less than a second for him to notice a spot between the Gryphon's legs, making him grin with a growing blush.

Jackpot.

While the Gryphon laid on his back in slumber, his sheath was already sticking out slightly against his smooth fur, an obvious sign of the notorious Morning Wood. At the tip of his sheath, a small glimpse of the tip of his red cock was poking out, sticking out rather boldly against his dark grey fur. With every breath he took in, the Gryphon's chest rose up, which made the tip of his cock stick out a little bit more out of his sheath; and when he exhaled, it sunk back in along with his deflating chest.

Seeing the prize in front of him, Canvas's grin grew more wicked as dirty thoughts continued to flow in through his subconscious. If he really felt good enough this morning, then he was going to make sure his Gryphon got a proper wakeup call.

The stallion hopped back onto the bed, and carefully crawled his way up towards Troy's waiting crotch. As his face moved in closer, the scent of Troy's musk became stronger with each step, which just made the stallion more enticed.

Canvas laid himself down between the Gryphon's hindlegs, with his face less than a foot from Troy's groin. With his blush growing even deeper, Canvas paused as he just laid there, marveling at his boyfriend's package with curiosity and fascination. After all the time he spent alone, he never thought that he would have anyone to share his life with, let alone a large muscular Gryphon; but now, his face was merely inches from his boyfriend's most private region, just begging for some well-deserved appreciation.

And Canvas was more than willing to give him some.

The stallion slowly bent his head in, feeling the heat from Troy's crotch as his snout reached in closer. Without even thinking, Canvas moved his muzzle in downwards, making him marvel at the two large orbs hanging below his sheath. Boasting the same grey color as his fur, Troy's balls hung loosely as he slept, barely moving from their spot with each breath he took in and out. As his snout came within inches of the Gryphon's balls, Canvas nearly became overwhelmed by the powerful musk lingering on them, filling his senses and making his mouth start to water.

Canvas closed his eyes as he breathed in, letting the strong, manly scent enter his nostrils and make him sigh in a low, guttural moan. The stallion moved his head in closer before taking another breath, taking in the strong aroma for all it was worth before reopening his eyes.

With his face now blushing deep enough to cover his aqua fur, the stallion began to open his mouth and close his eyes, taking a second before moving his mouth forward. As soon as he extended out his tongue, Canvas felt it touch the warm, loose skin of Troy's sack. Almost immediately, the powerful taste of sweat and musk struck his tastebuds, giving off an overwhelmingly raw and salty flavor. Moaning through his open maw, Canvas didn't hesitate as he continued his lap, letting the skin of Troy's ballsack drag against his tongue as he moved it upward.

After dragging his tongue to the top of Troy's sack, the stallion slowly began to lick back downwards, letting the salty musk envelop every inch of his tongue. While the Gryphon slept obliviously, Canvas continued to lick tentatively, making sure that his laps against the skin were as long and sensual as possible. After several minutes of work with his tongue, Troy's balls had a faint sheen of saliva glistening off of them, which made Canvas smirk in satisfaction when he paused to take a quick glance.

By now, Troy's sheath was sticking out slightly more against his body, with the red tip of his cock more prominent as it poked out more than before. Seeing this, Canvas considered just moving his tongue upward and taking care of that now; however, after getting a small taste with just a few licks, the stallion knew that he could get a lot more out of him.

So, after taking a few seconds to marvel at the Gryphon's package, Canvas grinned as he bent in once more. He closed his eyes before planting his lips on the loose skin, first giving Troy's sack a tender kiss. Then, without breaking his lips free, the stallion began to suck lightly, letting some of the loose skin enter through his lips to be pressed against his tongue. As the sleeping Gryphon's breathing began to grow heavier, Canvas paid no heed to it as he began his suckle on the loose skin of Troy's sack.

The Gryphon's hind paws began to clench a little, letting his claws extend out for a moment before sinking back in. At feeling the sensation of wet warmth covering his balls, Troy smiled a little in his sleep as he began to let out a low, faint purr.

Feeling the vibrations of Troy's purring through his body as he sucked, Canvas paused for a second as he reopened his eyes, hoping that Troy wasn't giving off an angry growl. However, after one glance upward at the Gryphon's sleeping face, Canvas was glad to see that the big guy only had a small smile on his tired beak. Happy to be getting that kind of reaction, the stallion went back to work and closed his eyes.

Canvas began to suck a little harder, letting more of the skin from Troy's sack enter his mouth for him to taste and suckle tenderly. Feeling the two large orbs of the Gryphon's balls pressing against his lips, Canvas breathed in before slowly opening his muzzle a little more. While Troy's purring started to come out louder, Canvas kept his mouth open as one of the Gryphon's balls entered his mouth.

Making sure he wasn't sucking too hard or causing any pain, Canvas kept a careful caress as he suckled on the first ball. His tongue swirled around the outside of the orb, feeling its smoothness as he savored the uniquely amazing taste his musk was giving off.

Troy's paws clenched in once more, and his purring turned to a low growl for a brief moment.

While keeping the first ball in his muzzle, Canvas parted his lips again as the second one slowly entered. Now keeping his mouth fairly wide-open, the stallion continued to suck softly as he now held most of his lover's balls in his mouth. With each slow suckle from his lips, combined with the swirling actions of his tongue rolling along every inch of the skin, Troy's purring continued to come out louder as he felt the stallion's warm, wet embrace.

While Canvas kept sucking tenderly, Troy's cock began to grow out his sheath a little more. After opening his eyes briefly, Canvas noticed this as well, and gave Troy's balls another sensual suckle before releasing them from his lips. Seeing the Gryphon's red cock growing in front of him, Canvas sported a coy grin as he moved his muzzle up to it.

Still asleep, Troy let out a light gasp as he laid unconscious. Meanwhile, Canvas quickly placed his open muzzle over the still-growing cock coming out of his sheath. Keeping his eyes closed, Canvas began to make good use of his tongue, and started to prod the space between Troy's member and the skin of his sheathe.

As his tongue began to sink between the crevice of the Gryphon's sheathe, Canvas wrapped his lips around Troy's member as it continued to grow harder inside of his mouth. Feeling the soft, smooth skin underneath the outer fur of his sheathe, Canvas tried not to moan as he tasted the strong, raw flavor of the Gryphon straight from the source. By the time Troy's cock began to brush against the roof of the stallion's muzzle, Troy's purring was coming out noticeably loud as his hips started to buck upward involuntarily.

Canvas used both hooves to hold Troy's waist down, and tried to keep his muzzle around the Gryphon's cock as it started to grow to full mast. Even though he knew he couldn't keep Troy's full length inside of his mouth without gagging, Canvas still tried to lick the inside of his sheathe as much as he could before feeling the tip start to reach his throat.

After flicking his tongue inside Troy's sheathe to get one more taste, Canvas began to pull his muzzle up before his gag-reflex can kick in. Still keeping his lips around the Gryphon's member, Canvas began to tend to it while it was fully erect.

Of course, the stallion didn’t realize that Troy's purring stopped a little while ago.

Troy, still fairly tired, now had his eyes halfway open as he came to consciousness. Even with his mind in a slumbered haze, it didn't take long to realize what his coltfriend was doing right now. With his eyes glued on the stallion sucking him off, Troy moaned out a little as he relaxed in the bed.

"Mmmmm… Oh, Canvas…"

Canvas paused as soon as he heard Troy's groggy voice. When he opened his eyes, seeing that Troy was staring back at him, an embarrassed blush began to grow on the pony's cheeks, which was only illuminated by the fact that he still had the Gryphon's member in his muzzle.

Troy gave a tired chuckle as he looked at the stallion's nervous glance. "Ummm… Good morning."

Canvas blinked as he still had his lips around Troy's shaft, and took a moment before slowly pulling out. "Uhhh… Hey, Troy…"

Troy grew a small smile on his beak as he tried not to giggle. "So… is this gonna be a regular thing?"

Canvas looked away from him as he struggled to suppress the urge to laugh. "I just… thought it would be fun, that's all…"

When he looked back towards Troy, he was happy to see the Gryphon didn't look upset. With that cute little smirk on his beak, illuminated by the morning light shining in, it was hard to think of anyone that Canvas would rather be with.

But still, with an embarrassed blush on his cheeks, Canvas looked down bashfully as he tried to speak. "I'm… I'm sorry if this was a little weird or something."

Troy's brow skewed a little as his smirk grew more obvious. "What? Giving me a blowjob?"

Canvas's head hung a little lower, not wanting to show his uncomfortable smile to the Gryphon.

"Seriously, though…" Troy pulled himself up as he bent in towards the stallion, "you don’t need to be worried. I was just a little surprised, that's all."

When he put a claw up to the pony's face, Canvas looked back up with him with a smile.

"Besides," continued the Gryphon with a growing grin, "it's nice to know I'm with someone who's open to that sort of thing."

Canvas chuckled a little, and lifted a hoof to hold onto Troy's claw. "You know…"

Biting his lip a little in growing anxiousness, the stallion looked down at Troy's still erect member for a moment before looking back up to him. "I kinda… wanted to do it for a reason…"

"Oh?" asked Troy with a curious smirk. Happy to see that, Canvas nodded before putting down his hoof and bending his head in toward the Gryphon's.

"It's just that… I feel a lot better…"

Canvas had his eyes narrowed on him, hoping that his sultry stare was enough for Troy to get the hint. Realizing what the stallion was referring to, Troy's eyes widened. "Oh… Oh! You… You mean…"

Canvas only nodded with a grin, and bent in to give his lover a kiss on the beak. After a long moment of sensual embrace, the stallion pulled his lips free again before staring into the Gryphon's golden eyes. "That's right… I'm not sore anymore…"

The grin on Troy's beak grew tremendously large, as his tired demeanor quickly vanished at the prospect of what Canvas was saying. "So… You wanna…"

The stallion quickly nodded with a smile. "Yeah. I mean…" He looked down at the Gryphon's body as he still laid in the bed. "If you're tired, I can wait a litt--MMMPH!!!"

Canvas was interrupted as Troy's beak aligned with his lips once more, silencing him with a deep kiss. Feeling the Gryphon's tongue begin to lap against his muzzle, Canvas's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he gladly accepted it. When he opened his lips, he felt Troy's tongue quickly enter, ravishing the inside of his muzzle before he could even begin to do anything with it.

For a while, the two just laid in their bed like that, with the stallion on top of Troy as they kissed with increasing lust and vigor. As their tongues danced with one another, tasting each other like they have many times before, their make-out session eventually subsided when Canvas finally broke his lips free. When he finally released his tongue from Troy's beak, letting a faint trail of saliva connect them for a split second, the pony stared at his love for a moment before growing a devilish smirk.

"You ready, baby?"

Troy happily nodded, keeping his grin as Canvas bent over to the nightstand at the side of the bed. With his heart racing in anticipation, the Gryphon laid back comfortably as he watched his coltfriend get the bottle of lube from the drawer. Canvas then repositioned himself on top of Troy, sitting himself just below the Gryphon's waist so his cock was right in front of him.

"Hmmm…" Seeing how Troy's saliva-covered member was practically throbbing already, Canvas's smirk turned more sultry as he uncapped the bottle. "It seems like you've really woken up now…"

"Hey, you were the one making it that way."

Canvas giggled a little, and proceeded to pour out the lubricant onto his hoof. Keeping his eyes on the Gryphon, he slowly brought his hoof down to Troy's cock. He gasped at the feeling of the surprisingly cold mixture touching his cock, but quickly began to moan as he felt Canvas begin to stroke his member in slick pleasure.

Looking down at Troy's cock as it began to glisten in the clear lube, Canvas licked his lips as he kept stroking it with his hoof. He could feel himself getting harder as he held onto his lover's cock with a smile. "Mmmm… You like that?"

"Yeah," moaned the Gryphon as he closed his eyes, making himself focus on the feeling of Canvas's hoof touching him down there. "I… I do… You're really… really good…"

Hearing Troy's moaned words, the stallion grinned as he gave Troy's member a few more strokes. When he saw that his red cock was fully covered with a generous sheen of the lube, Canvas pulled hoof back before looking up to him. "Okay… Here it goes…"

Canvas then pulled himself up again, positioning himself above Troy's chest while his flank hung above Troy's erect member. While his hooves held the Gryphon down on the bed, he took a deep breath before pulling his tail aside to lower himself.

Both of them gasped as soon as the head of Troy's cock pressed against Canvas's entrance. Feeling the slick head press against the outside of his hole, the stallion moaned as he pushed down a little harder, letting the Gryphon's cock begin to push its way inside of him. Between his legs, Canvas's cock was fully erect as well, swaying as it hung a few inches above Troy's chest.

"Nnnnnn…" Gritting his teeth, Canvas clenched his eyes shut as he tried to relax himself. Feeling the head start to stretch him out, the stallion tried to exhale slowly as he kept pushing, hoping to move past the familiar stinging pain he was now experiencing.

Troy, who was still lying on the bed, looked up as he saw how his coltfriend was trying to get him inside. However, when he tried to lift up his claws, Canvas pressed his hooves down harder against him to pin him down. Clenching his eyes shut, Canvas groaned as he made one last push down, feeling the head finally sink inside.

As soon as the head was pushed in, Canvas sighed as he felt himself tightly wrap around it, holding the Gryphon in place. Feeling the pressure wrapped around the tip of his member, Troy sucked some air through his teeth as he laid back with a smile. "Oh, man… You’re so tight…"

Canvas gave a satisfied grin when he reopened his eyes to look down at him. "Mmmm… Only because you’re so big."

Troy chuckled a little as he clanced down at the stallion's cock hanging in front of him. "Uh-huh… If you say so…"

"Troy, c'mon. Don’t be like th--Huuuhhh!!!"

Canvas gasped when he felt the Gryphon's talons wrap around his cock. Meanwhile, Troy kept a randy smirk as he began to stroke the stallion's cock slowly. He then looked up at Canvas as he spoke lustfully. "That feel good?"

"Y-yeah," moaned Canvas as he closed his eyes. He took a deep breath as he felt the Gryphon rub his member tenderly, making him feel relaxed enough to take in more of Troy's cock.

While his hooves stayed pinned against his lover, Canvas began to push down again, letting more of the Gryphon's length enter him. As he felt Troy's slick shaft begin to slide inside of him, Troy's strokes started to move a little faster as he heard him moan.

"Oooohhh… That's it, baby… Take it in…"

Holding an anxious smile as he kept his eyes closed, Canvas continued to push himself down on Troy's cock, letting the first bout of pain quickly turn into the burning pleasure he loved so much before. While he heard his lover grunt while stroking him, loving how tightly the stallion's body wrapped around his cock, Canvas was able to push himself down to the bulge at the base.

"Nnnnn…." Feeling the familiar knot press against the walls of his rectum, Canvas paused as he took another deep breath. Troy looked up to him as he continued to stroke his member, hoping that his efforts are able to ease him enough.

"It's okay, baby," cooed the Gryphon as he used his free claw to gently rub the stallion's aqua chest. "Just relax, okay?"

Canvas slowly nodded while he kept his eyes closed. Even though he wanted Troy's full length to be inside him, he also knew that the bulge was the hardest part. Holding his breath, the stallion clenched his teeth as he began to push down. Hoping the bulge was lubricated enough, Canvas put all his body weight down as he pushed, feeling the rest of Troy's cock quickly stretch him near his limit.

"GggggggAAAaaaahhhhh!!!" After the near searing pain he felt from that final push, Canvas felt the knot make its way inside, letting his body wrap around the base tightly.

"Mmmmmmm…" As soon as he felt the entirety of Troy's member push inside of him, Canvas breathed out as he savored the feeling. While Troy's hot, throbbing cock stayed lodged inside of him, Canvas let out a low moan as he clenched himself around it.

Troy let out a gasp as he felt Canvas's snug walls wrap even tighter around him. Meanwhile, the stallion savored the sensation, letting his body feel every inch of the Gryphon's member as it throbbed within him. "Yeahhh…" hissed Canvas in a raspy moan. "I really needed this…It… it feels so good…"

When Canvas finally loosened himself again, Troy exhaled deeply as he looked up to him. "So…" The Gryphon gave Canvas a coy stare as he kept his claw wrapped around his cock. "You ready?"

After taking a moment to catch his breath, Canvas nodded while his face stayed a deep red. "Y-yeah," murmured the pony in a low tone. "I just… I just needed a second."

The stallion secured his grip atop the Gryphon, making Troy look up at him cautiously. "You sure?"

"Yeah," answered Canvas, taking only another second before pulling himself back up.

The bulge began to stretch out Canvas again, making him groan out from the mix of pain and pleasure he was feeling. While Troy continued to stroke him slowly, Canvas only raised himself up about an inch before pushing back down.

"Ahhhh…" Biting his lip in contentment, the stallion breathed out in pleasure as he felt himself get filled. He then pulled himself back up again, letting more of the bulge stretch him before repeating the process.

"Ohhhhh… Yeah…"

Canvas began to make his movements faster, pulling himself up a little more each time before bottoming out. And each time he pushed himself back down, the stallion's moans came out louder as he made each return harder than the last.

Meanwhile, Troy was beginning to breathe heavily while Canvas rode his cock, making him start to stroke faster with each added thrust. As he looked at the stallion's massive cock in front of him, Troy could practically taste the sweaty musk between them while Canvas moved at a faster pace.

"Uhh… Uhhh… Mmmmm… Yeahhh…"

While their bed continued to creak loudly, the stallion was now riding the Gryphon's cock at full speed, practically hopping up and down along the length while the bulge repeatedly moved in and out of him. With each burning thrust he felt as he pulled up, Canvas could only give out a throaty moan the instant he sunk back down, letting his lover's length fill him with warmth and press against his sweet spot.

"Oh! Y… Yeah!!!"

While the pony continued to moan in ecstasy, Troy could feel himself getting close with each thrust Canvas made on top of him. While he felt the tip of his cock continually prod Canvas's prostate, making the stallion cry out each time like a mare in heat, Troy panted loudly as he kept rubbing the stallion's length faster. Before long, he could see the head of Canvas's aqua cock begin to swell.

"T-Troy!" shouted Canvas in a whimpered tone as he kept riding his lover's cock. "I'm getting… I'm gett-- NnnnnnnAAaaaahhhh!!!"

Troy felt Canvas clench around his cock even tighter than before as he came, making spurt after spurt of the pony's cum shoot out onto the Gryphon's chest and face. Unable to hold back due to the stallion's pressure on him, Troy cried out as he felt himself release alongside him.

The Gryphon's cock throbbed immensely inside the stallion, shooting strands of his seed in large bursts as they plastered Canvas's insides in hot, gooey warmth. Feeling the amazing sensation of Troy's warm cum inside of him, Canvas cried out in ecstasy as his own cock made its last few throbs, letting several more stands of his seed dribble out and land on Troy's feathered chest.

After breathing out deeply in elation, Canvas slumped down on top of the Gryphon while they were still connected. While the two of them panted heavily on their bed, Canvas reopened his eyes groggily, noticing the few strands of his cum which were splattered on Troy's sweating face.

"Phbbt!" Canvas's face scrunched in as he tried not to laugh, making Troy reopen his eyes as well.

"Wha…" Breathing heavily in post-coital exhaustion, the Gryphon stared at Canvas's near-laughing face, not realizing that he was partially covered in the pony's cum. "What is it?"

Not able to hold it in, Canvas giggled tiredly, taking a second before pointing a hoof to his face. "I… I think I got a little overzealous…"

Troy blinked a couple times in confusion, not realizing what his coltfriend meant before bringing a claw up to his face. Feeling one of the gooey strands against his feathers, Troy wiped some of it off before looking at it.

"He he he…" Troy grew a smile of his own as he chuckled faintly. "I guess we both have to take a shower now, won’t we?"

"Uh-Huh…" After nodding to his mate with a weary smile, Canvas took a breath as he felt Troy's member soften inside of him. While holding his breath, the stallion pulled himself out, making both of them breathe out deeply as they came apart.

"Oh man," moaned Troy as he slumped his head back on the pillow. "That… that was awesome."

"Yeah it was," said the stallion in agreement as he pulled himself up towards him. As the two held each other tightly under the bright sunlight coming in from the window, Canvas was the first one to speak as he nuzzled Troy softly. "You know, I think that might be better than the first time."

Thinking it over, Troy eyebrows raised a little in realization. "You know, I think you're right," said the Gryphon in a surprised tone. He then eyed the pony with a grin as he ran a talon along his aqua fur. "You think you might feel better sooner than last time?"

Canvas bit his lip as he looked up at him, surprised that his boyfriend would ask a question like that so soon after they finished. However, despite the soreness he was feeling in his backside, Canvas could already tell that it was significantly less painful than it was after their first time. Happy with that new info, the stallion locked eyes with his lover as he grew a content smile. "Hmmmm... Honestly, I think I might."

Happy with that answer, Troy bent in as he gave his stallion a tender kiss on the lips. After the pony kissed him back, savoring his taste as he pressed his lips against his beak, Canvas nuzzled the Gryphon's feathered neck as he held him in sweet embrace.

"Just so you know," began Canvas in a faint tone, "We should probably get up before breakfast gets cold."

"You made breakfast already?"

"Mmm-Hmmm… Fried tomatoes and hashbrowns."

"… Awesome."

Author's Note

I want to give a big thanks to Shadow Hawk for proofreading this.

Chapter Four: Freaky Beaky (or, Think before you Beak)

Troy sighed in pleasure, leaning back in seat as he patted his full stomach. Canvas, happy to see that his breakfast satisfied his boyfriend, giggled a little as he collected both of their plates. Even though he knew his cooking was up to par for the Gryphon, the fact that he was able to satisfy a carnivore with vegetarian cuisine was a big confidence boost for the stallion.

While he rested in his chair, the sound of clinking plates from the kitchen was enough to keep Troy from falling asleep in his seat. Because of that, the Gryphon's eyes reluctantly opened, remembering what he had to do for himself. After giving off a tired groan, Troy hobbled off his seat and made his way into the kitchen.

Canvas was busy washing the dirty dishes, fortunate that there were so few to clean this morning. Meanwhile, Troy lumbered over to one of the cabinets, opening it as he tried to find his pills.

"Hey Canvas," asked the Gryphon after searching for a moment. "Where are my protein pills?"

"Ummmm…" Recalling seeing that bottle before, Canvas tried to remember where it specifically was. Since Gryphons required some meat in their system to properly function, Equestria was generous enough to make protein supplements for anyone who needed them, absolutely free. Even though it wasn't exactly a plate of bacon, it still gave all the necessary nutrition for a Gryphon without having to actually eat any real meat.

"Wait a minute." Canvas remembered that he may have moved it when putting away groceries, and hopped up on the counter to check for himself. While Troy stood slightly surprised, the stallion moved his way in front of him to scourge the cabinet. "I think I put it in here somewhere…"

Canvas bent in to inspect the further reaches of the cabinet, leaving his lower half raised in front of the Gryphon. Looking at the stallion's backside just inches from his face, Troy began to blush a little as a small smirk grew on his beak. Slowly, he moved a claw up to Canvas's leg, stroking it gently as he looked up at him.

"Take your time," cooed the Gryphon, prompting Canvas to pause for a second.

With his head still in the cupboard, Canvas made a brief sigh as he felt Troy's talons brush against his fur. He knew what the Gryphon was trying to do; however, Canvas really didn't seem to mind. In fact, the stallion turned his head back slightly after finding Troy's protein pills.

"Troy…" Still inside the cupboard, Canvas looked back at Troy with a smirk while his forelegs were on top of the counter. "What do you think you're doing?"

Troy, who was busy eyeing Canvas's flank, looked back up to his face with a grin of his own. "Nothing… Just admiring the view."

Canvas chuckled a bit, and tossed Troy's bottle over to him. "Well, here's your pills."

Troy grabbed the bottle, stepping back so Canvas can hop off the counter. After getting his hooves back on the floor, the pony looked up at Troy while the Gryphon took his pills. "You know," began the stallion with a sensual smirk, "you don't have to try sneaking a peek."

Troy swallowed his pills, closing his bottle before looking down at his coltfriend. "Well, I can't help it," said the Gryphon matter-of-factly with a smirk of his own. He bent his head in before adding, "I guess I've grown quite an… admiration for the Equine body."

Canvas giggled a little, and gave his Gryphon a light nuzzle. When he pulled his head back, the stallion carried a more lustrous look on his face. "Well, what I mean is…"

The aqua pony bent his head in once more, giving Troy a small peck on the beak while continuing in a devilish tone. "If you really want to take a look…"

Canvas then turned around slowly, walking back towards the sink as he looked back at Troy. "… All you have to so is ask."

Troy's brow raised in surprise, not expecting his coltfriend to be that upfront. However, that didn't keep him from making his grin grow larger. "Oh, really?"

"Mmmm-Hmmm," responded Canvas with a smirk. With his face slightly blushed, the stallion bent himself a little lower, keeping his flank raised as he looked back at Troy enticingly. "So… Anything you want to ask me?"

Seeing where he was going with this, the Gryphon nodded slightly, narrowing his eyes on him as he bent in a tad closer. "I suppose so…"

He lifted a claw out towards Canvas, petting his upright flank to make him mew a little in pleasure. "If you don't mind," said Troy in a low and randy tone of voice, "you think I could… get a good look?"

Keeping his smile on his muzzle, Canvas was happy to nod to his mate. "Sure thing, big guy…"

With that, Canvas bent himself down completely, keeping his rear raised for the Gryphon while they were alone in the kitchen. And with a devilish stare back at his boyfriend, Canvas didn’t hesitate to lift his tail, giving the Gryphon a good look underneath.

"Mmmmm…" Troy grinned wide as he petted Canvas's flank, his eyes glued on the presented prize in front of him. His talons went down to both of the stallion's cheeks, being careful as he slowly pulled them apart for a second. "Damn, that's nice…"

Canvas hissed through gritted teeth, still feeling a bit sore from their activities earlier that morning. Fortunately, it wasn't enough pain to hinder the excitement from getting this kind of attention. After exhaling in an eager shudder, Canvas looked back at his Gryphon with a smirk as he kept his tail lifted high. "You like what you see, baby?"

"Oh yeah…"Troy kneaded at Canvas's rump with his claws as he growled in pleasure, staring at his prone form with an enticed grin on his beak. Hearing the Gryphon's low growling from behind him, Canvas found it difficult to not just lay his head down on the kitchen floor, just to let his love have fun and---

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"EEP!" Canvas instantly pulled himself back upright in a panic, shuffling away from Troy as he pulled his tail down instinctively. Troy, having heard the knocks at the front door as well, turned his head to the window in an instant, hoping to Celestia that nopony was peeping in on them like this. "Coming, coming!" shouted the stallion semi-frantically as he rushed over to the front door; his hind legs pulled apart slightly as he walked, mostly due to the fully-unsheathed evidence of his arousal that was dangling between them.

When he reached the front door for his living space, Canvas took a breath to calm himself down before opening it, making sure that he was standing at an angle so only his front half was visible. "Hello-- Oh, hey, Lyra!"

Troy walked up behind his stallion and smiled when he saw the mint unicorn. Keeping a chipper smile on her muzzle, Lyra didn’t seem to give any evidence that she was even slightly aware that she interrupted them. "Hey, guys! You two got a minute?"

"Uhhh…" Canvas slowly looked back at Troy with a hint of worry in his face, neither of them sure whether or not it would be wise to let their friend inside and see anything. Not catching a suitable answer from his boyfriend either, Canvas bit his lip when he looked back at Lyra. "Well… what is it?"

"Well…" Lyra lit up her horn, using her mint aura to pull out a large red pamphlet from her saddlebags. "I know that ever since you two became a couple, Bon-Bon and I weren't really able to celebrate it. So…"

Canvas picked up the glossy-printed pamphlet in his hooves, Troy bending in to see what it was. Surprisingly enough, it looked to be a menu (and a rather expensive looking one, at that) from that new Prench restaurant that recently opened in Ponyville.

"I know it's a little sudden," continued Lyra in an enthusiastic tone, "but Bon-Bon and I already got a reservation for ourselves, and we would love to have you two come along. It'd be like a double-date!"

"Wow, really?" asked Canvas. He looked back up at Lyra with a surprised smile. Even though he knew that Lyra and Bon-Bon really hadn't had the chance to celebrate his relationship with Troy yet (mostly due to Troy's play practice and Canvas's painting for Celestia), this was still a huge gesture of them. His eyes went back down to the menu, trying to keep his attention on the impressive cuisine listed instead of the prices. "I… I don't know what to say…"

"And don't worry," added the unicorn with a small smirk. "I happen to know the manager from back in college. He's a good friend of mine, and he promised to give us a twenty percent discount."

"Well, I'm not worried about that," replied the stallion with a shrug of his shoulders. "I still have a lot left over from all the sales I made at that art gallery. Besides, I think it'd be nice to do something like thi--"

"OOH!" Troy's eyes widened in an instant before snatching the menu from Canvas's hooves. While the Gryphon held it close to his face, catching something mentioned near the bottom of the food list, Lyra made a low chuckle while narrowing her eyes on them.

"Well, I don't think I need to ask what your boyfriend noticed!"

Troy put the menu back down to look back at Lyra, his eyes shot open with an intense stare. "There's shrimp?"

Hearing how seriously Troy asked that, both Canvas and Lyra giggled involuntarily. Lyra merely nodded before answering with a smile, "Yeah, there's shrimp. I had a feeling that would catch your attention."

Troy's face lit up like a tree on Hearth's Warming Eve, Canvas giving a smile of his own before turning to Lyra. "You know what? I think a double date would be a great idea!"

"Awesome!"! The mint unicorn looked satisfied as she bumped the stallion's hoof in approval. "Dinner at seven it is!"

Sitting in his chair thatwas obviously too small, Troy had a fairly noticeable frown on his beak when the last of the dinner plates were floated away from the table. Even though the promise of shrimp was enough to have the Gryphon practically skipping to the restaurant with his coltfriend, the actual meal he received quickly changed his demeanor. While it may have been an upscale restaurant, the price for only three pieces of shrimp (and not even big ones either) was still extremely outrageous.

Seeing the look of disappointment on Troy's face, both Lyra and Bon-Bon seemed a bit guilty while sitting across from the Gryphon and Canvas. "Sorry, Troy," began Lyra in a sympathetic tone. "I seriously didn't know it was that limited either."

Troy sighed heavily before shrugging. "Oh, it's okay. I should've figured it'd be like that anyway."

"Well," added Canvas while sitting beside the Gryphon, hopeful to lift his spirits a little, "at least you don't have to take your protein pills, right?"

Troy made a faint nod before reaching for his glass of wine. "Yeah, I guess…" While taking a sip of his drink, which was actually pretty decent for Equestrian wine, he thought to himself bitterly, I'd rather pay nothing for a pill than fifty bits for three tiny shrimp pieces!

"Just so you know," piped up Bon-Bon in a more enthusiastic tone, "I heard that their desserts are really good!"

"That's true," added Lyra with a smile on her muzzle. "I heard from Rarity that their mousse is 'Absolutely divine', in her words."

Canvas gave off a small chuckle. "Yeah, that sounds like something she'd say."

Troy's disappointed expression started to lesson a little, and a small smile appeared on his beak as he thought about the prospect of dessert. "Well… if there's anything Equestria does better than back home, it's the desserts. I don't know what it is, but you guys know how to make sweet stuff."

Canvas looked up at him with a small blush at the corners of his muzzle, and he nuzzled the Gryphon from the side. "Gryphons make some pretty good sweet stuff too…"

"Awwww!" Both mares couldn't help looking sweetened by the affections of the two across from them. Of course, as soon as he overheard them, Canvas pulled back sheepishly, his blush growing a little deeper from embarrassment.

Chuckling in delight, Troy opened one of his wings out to wrap around the stallion, pulling him back in to his side. "Oh, come on. Don’t be shy."

Sinking in against the feathers of the Gryphon's chest, Canvas's content smile grew as he felt his blush growing warmer. "I can't help it. All of this still feels new to me."

Bon-Bon shrugged and picked up her wine glass with a hoof. "I can understand that kind of feeling. I remember Lyra was like that when we first dated."

"No I wasn't!" piped up the unicorn defensively.

"Oh really? Remember when you got that nosebleed when you saw me in that wet dress?"

"BON-BON!"

While Lyra covered her reddened face with both hooves, Troy and Canvas snickered before scooting closer to each other.. The unicorn pouted as she glared at her wife and muttered, "You really don't need to bring up that sort of thing, honey!"

"Hey," spoke up Troy with a smirk on his beak, "you heard a lot from Canvas about the two of us, so turnabout is fair play, don't you think?"

Even though Canvas slumped down a little in slight guilt, still feeling bad about admitting their first night so soon to his friends, he had a similar expression as Troy's when he peered up at Lyra. "He kinda has a point, you know. Especially with some of the questions you asked me."

Despite still being upset, Lyra knew that the two actually had a point. But still, after a low huff, the mint-coated mare slumped back in her seat before mumbling, "Oh, come on… I didn't ask that many questions."

Canvas skewed his brow while eyeing the unicorn. "Are you kidding me? You actually asked in a serious tone if Troy had a cloaca."

Troy nearly spat out his wine after hearing that, and looked between Canvas and Lyra wide-eyed. "What?!"

Lyra worked her jaw for a moment, but was unable to make an actual sound due to her panic. While the unicorn sat in a wide-eyed stupor, looking like a deer caught in the headlights of a speeding train, Bon-Bon spoke up in defense of her wife. "To be fair, there aren't that many books about Gryphons at the library."

"Yeah, but still!" Despite looking shocked that Lyra actually thought that, Troy still had an amused smirk while shaking his head in disbelief. "What would make you think I had something like that?!"

"I don't know! I just… I wasn't sure if that part was more like an eagle or a lion's, okay?! I figured it was a fifty-fifty chance!"

While the unicorn looked away with an embarrassed look on her face, Bon-Bon piped up with a smirk on her muzzle. "Oh, don't mind her, guys. Lyra's always been a little weird when it comes to what works in bed."

"WHAT?!" Lyra turned to her wife with a perplexed glare. "What are you talking about?!"

"Oh, come on! Remember when you tried to rub my forehead with your horn?"

Troy and Canvas both chortled a little in surprise, prompting Lyra to speak up in her own defense. "I told you, I wasn't sure if magic stimulation was interchangeable in that way! When I had a boyfriend, he enjoyed it!"

"Because he was a unicorn."

The mint mare groaned and looked away from Bon-Bon. The Earth Pony widened her eyes before turning to Troy and Canvas. "Ooh! That reminds me! I actually talked with her ex-boyfriend one time, and he told me what she did the first time they were together--"

"Honey!" shouted Lyra in a panic. "Don’t mention THAT!"

"Lyra, please! You actually thought that a blowjob meant blowing on it!"

That was enough to make the stallion and Gryphon clench their eyes shut in laughter, barely able to keep themselves in their seats due to how much they were leaning on one-another. Lyra sunk down low enough to practically be underneath the table, an extremely heavy blush on her cheeks. Sighing in slight guilt, Bob-Bon leaning in beside her wife to give a nuzzle. "Okay, okay… that was a little much, I'm sorry…"

Lyra looked up at her with an angry pout. Fortunately, the Earth pony knew just what to do to fix that. Without saying a word, Bon-Bon put her muzzle up to Lyra's ear, giving a gentle kiss to the inside which made the unicorn quickly giggle.

"Hehehe, stop that! It tickles!"

Bon-Bon made several exaggerated smooch noises right into her wife's ear to illicit more giggles from the unicorn. "You forgive me?"

"No! No I…" Even with what she said, Lyra's had a large smile on her muzzle from her wife's tickling. Not able to take anymore, the mare sighed loudly and spoke up before Bon-Bon could continue. "Okay, fine! I forgive you, I forgive you!"

Bon-Bon finally pulled back, allowing her wife to stop laughing and settle back in her seat with a smile. Even though her cheeks were still blushed, Lyra took a few breaths before looking back at Troy and Canvas with a roll of her eyes. "Okay, I… may have asked a bit much about you two. Are we fine?"

Troy nodded happily with a chuckle. "After hearing that? Oh yeah. We're even!"

Canvas and Troy giggled once more, but Lyra didn’t slump down nearly as low this time around. Even though she hated that her wife told them that, she decided to let it pass for the time being. Besides, she still knew more about their love life than they knew about hers.

Happy to see her wife settle down a bit, Bon-Bon bent over to give her a tender kiss on the cheek, which made Troy and Canvas make a similar "Awww" in a semi-mocking tone. Catching that, the Earth pony mare looked at them with narrowed eyes and a smirk. "Oh, ha ha ha."

Sighing with a smile, Bon-Bon looked around before squirming in her seat a bit. "You know, I really should visit the filly's room before dessert arrives."

Thinking it over, Canvas made a small nod before getting out of his seat as well. "Me too. I think I had too much of that cranberry juice."

With that, the two went off to the restrooms, leaving Troy and Lyra sitting across from each other at the table. Biting her lip in uncertainty, the unicorn took a moment before looking up at Troy sympathetically. "Umm… Troy?"

"Hmm?" asked the Gryphon, who was using a talon to rub along the lip of his wine glass in an attempt to make a note stem from it.

"I just wanna say…" Looking away from him for a brief moment, Lyra sighed before continuing in a somber tone of voice. "I… I really am sorry if I badgered Canvas about you two and… how things went."

Troy's brows raised in surprise, not expecting the mare to say something like that. "R-really? I… what brought this up?"

"I dunno. I just didn't want you to get angry at me in secret or anything, so I wanted to say that and clear the air."

"Oh. Well…" Thinking it over, Troy shrugged his shoulders before answering honestly, "I'm really not upset or anything. Rainbow Dash asked me about it around the same time you asked Canvas, so it wasn't like you were the only one. Plus, it helped Canvas and me talk about our relationship a bit, so if anything, it kinda helped us be more honest with each other."

Lyra looked back up at him in slight surprise. "Really?"

"Yeah. Honestly, I'm glad I got to open up with him about some things, so it was actually pretty beneficial for us." Thinking it over, Troy grew a sly smirk before adding with a roll of his eyes, "Plus… it didn't really affect how we've acted, if you catch my drift."

Lyra smirked with narrowed eyes as she made a low giggle, not needing to be explained what he meant by that. "Well, that's certainly good to hear." The mare looked around the posh restaurant a bit, making sure none of the other tables were eavesdropping before leaning in closer to Troy. "If you don't mind me asking, though..."

Realizing she was trying to act discrete, Troy leaned in as well out of curiosity. Keeping her eyes narrowed on him, Lyra asked in a curious tone. "What exactly have you been able to… do for him?"

Troy grew a quizzical expression on his face. "Huh?"

"Well…" Skewing her smirk a bit, the unicorn tilted her head slightly before asking, "I know that Canvas did some things for you, and I was wondering how you've been in regards to… returning the favor?"

Troy's eyes widened in realization. "Ahhh…" Making a light shrug, Troy smiled a little before answering confidently, "Well, I've done a few things that he really enjoyed…" His face blushed a bit as he thought it over, especially in regards to how much the stallion loved his tail. However, when he looked back at the mare, it was his turn to narrow his eyes on her. "Why? Are you asking if I did anything… specific?"

"A little," said Lyra honestly. Growing a small smirk on her muzzle, the unicorn knew that she didn’t need to explain what she meant in words. Instead, she only made a small grin before licking her lips, raising her brows to emphasize whether or not he got that hint.

"Oh… Oh!" Quickly catching her question between the lines, Troy leaned back into his seat before giving his answer. "Well… technically no. I mean, it’s kinda hard to do anything in that department, you know?" The Gryphon used a talon to tap at his beak, making several loud clacks to highlight how tricky that sort of thing would be.

Of course, Lyra just grew an understanding grin. "I thought so." She then lit her horn to float her purse up, opening it to pull out a small box wrapped in a bow. "I wanted to make up for intruding on details of your first time like that, so I got a little something for you to try. It's from a store that Bon-Bon and I go to for certain… adventurous products."

"Ooohh… I think I know that place…" Having remembered flying over the shop a few times during his job, Troy wasn't surprised when he saw the business card on top of the box, which was labeled for Umber's Exotic Products. Even though he didn’t open the box fully, just to make sure nothing popped out or fell to the floor of this nice restaurant, the Gryphon still lifted the lid slightly to see what was inside. His eyes widened when he caught what the packaging inside said. "Ooh! I… I think I heard about these before."

Lyra grew a surprised look at hearing that. "Really? From what I heard, that's a fairly new thing for Gryphons."

"It is," answered Troy with a shrug. He put the box away in Canvas's bag that was sitting by his chair before continuing, "but my brother Blade told me about it once. He mentioned that some girls he hooked up with tried those with him, and they apparently feel pretty good. Of course, I'm not sure how well it would work for a male beak…"

Lyra shrugged with a tilt of her head. "Yeah, I wasn't sure of they were unisex, but I still think it's be worth trying out." She grew a sly smirk before adding, "Who knows? Maybe you'll end up liking it."

Troy chuckled at the thought of that. Even though he'd never think in a million years that he'd even contemplate doing that sort of thing, he also never thought that he would be with a stallion; and given how that turned out for him, it was clear to the Gryphon that some things are well worth exploring. So, with a good idea of what he wanted to try tonight, he gave the unicorn a gracious smile. "Well, maybe I might…"

Troy then narrowed his eyes before his smile turned into a randy smirk. "Especially since I already know not to actually blow on it."

Lyra sputtered out a few noises before turning away with a pout. Troy chuckled in delight before adding, "But seriously though, this is really nice of you to do. So thanks."

The unicorn took a moment before sighing, relaxing a bit to return her gaze toward the Gryphon's. "No prob," replied Lyra with a smile of her own. Before anything else could be said or asked, Bon-Bon and Canvas came back to the table, just as the first of the desserts arrived. "Ooohhh…" Lyra's eyes widened when she saw the plates being floated to their table. "Look at the size of that cake!"

After saying their goodbyes to Lyra and Bon-Bon outside the restaurant, Troy decided to fly Canvas back home instead of walking. And when they arrived back home and entered the barn’s living space, Troy was the first to enter with a happy spring in his step. After getting a (mostly) satisfying meal in his stomach, as well as his love lying on top of his back, it was hard for the Gryphon to not have a smile on his face. "Man, I swear!" Troy waited until Canvas pulled himself off his back before making a long stretch. "That place really did make a great mousse!"

"Well, what did you expect?" Keeping a smile of his own, Canvas pulled off his art bag to hang on the wall. "That place has to compete with Sugar Cube Corner in regards to desserts. Of course they would have to step their game up!"

"Well, it was certainly worth it. Even the portions were generous, which I really didn’t expect! Everything else looked like they were meant for Breezies instead of pon--"

When Troy turned to see Canvas, his words froze when he saw the stallion looking into his bag with confusion. Forgetting what he put in there, the Gryphon's eyes instantly widened when he saw his coltfriend pull out the box Lyra have him.

"Oh!" Troy quickly snatched the box from Canvas's hooves. Holding it in his claw, the Gryphon pulled back from him before growing a nervous blush. "Um… that was kinda… a gift Lyra gave me…"

Canvas skewed his brow in slight confusion. "A gift?"

"Yeah. Just…" Looking away from the stallion for a moment, Troy tried to think of what to say, realizing his throat was tightening up in nervousness. "She kinda… got something for me to… try…"

Canvas's brows slowly began to rise in realization, noticing how the large Gryphon was fidgeting a bit. A small smirk began to creep up at the corners of his lips. "Oh… really?"

Even though a noticeable blush was starting to show through his silver feathers, Troy still nodded faintly before looking back at him. "Yeah… And…" Seeing how that stallion was beginning to give a lustrous smile back at him, Troy's nervous stature started to weaken when he smiled as well. "And I was thinking… maybe…"

Troy then held the box up in his claw, choosing not to open it, but instead motion to the stairs with a growing grin. "I could just… take you upstairs and show you?"

Canvas's smile only became more apparent before walking up to the Gryphon. Looking Troy up and down, practically drinking in the Gryphon’s physique with his eyes, Canvas licked his lips in growing anticipation. The stallion brought a hoof up to Troy's chest, rubbing his soft feathers softly before asking in a surly tone, "Well then… I have a feeling you have something special to show me…"

When he looked down at the pony with a grin of his own, Troy noticed Canvas's nostrils flare for a moment, most likely taking in a hint of the Gryphon's distinct scent. Remembering how the stallion was with his tail the other day, Troy began to wonder whether or not his coltfriend might have had a thing for musk. Either way, the Gryphon had to remind himself to take a mental note for future reference.

"Oh…" Troy leaned his head down to softly nuzzle the stallion, hoping to get him a little worked up with his touch. "I have something very special planned…"

With his face quickly reddening in growing lust, the stallion couldn't hold back anymore. Wrapping his hooves around Troy's head, Canvas pressed his lips against the Gryphon's beak hungrily, letting his body start to override his mind and act on its own. While he kissed Troy's beak deeply, knowing that he was certainly in the mood tonight, Canvas didn’t realize that his own tail was starting to involuntarily rise a little. Of course, when he caught wind of it after pulling his muzzle back, the stallion didn’t seem to mind keeping it raised when he looked up at his boyfriend.

"So, Troy…" Canvas slowly turned himself around as he walked toward the stairway. Knowing that Troy was staring at him, the stallion kept his tail lifted high as he stepped towards the stairs, making sure that the end of it still concealed just enough of his backside so as to not leave him totally exposed. Of course, when he looked back at the increasingly blushing Gryphon, Canvas grinned as he made a strong flick of his tail, giving Troy a good look of what was underneath before "covering" it once more. "Are you just gonna stand there all night?" asked the stallion while slowly walking up the stairs. "Or are you gonna show me what you have?"

The Gryphon shuddered with a randy smile on his beak, his hind-legs already trembling in anticipation as he felt himself getting hotter at the sight of Canvas like this. With the way the stallion was walking up to the bedroom, showing off his body so confidently with each strutting step, it was hard for Troy to believe that he considered himself to be straight just a couple months ago. But now, just the sight of Canvas's luscious rear was enough to make the Gryphon grow hard in an instant before following him.

"Oh, man…" With his voice coming out in an eager growl, Troy kept a strong grip on the box in his claw as he prowled up the stairs towards his mate. When Canvas looked back with a knowing grin on his muzzle, the sight of Troy's predatory stare on him was enough to make the stallion exhale in an excited shudder of his own. Feeling like he was being stalked by a hungry beast in the deepest depths of the Everfree Forest, Canvas's heart was racing when he heard Troy add in a low, purring tone, "You look absolutely… delicious…"

"Oooohhh…" A low giggle escaped the stallion's muzzle before he hopped into the bed. Lying on his stomach, Canvas looked back at him lustfully while keeping his hind-legs spread apart, making sure to show off his aqua rump while his tail flicked around anxiously. "Are you gonna eat me, Mister Gryphon?"

This time, it was Troy's turn to chuckle in anticipation. After placing the box on the foot of the bed, Troy began to crawl in as well. The Gryphon used one of his talons to quickly tear the bow off of the box, and looked up at Canvas eagerly while opening the present. "Actually… I think I might get myself a taste…"

One of Canvas's brows rose in curiosity, his eyes darting between Troy and the box. But as soon as he saw the Gryphon pull out a small item inside, which seemed to be wrapped in a sealed green package, his other brow rose before asking, "So… what is that?"

"You'll see…" Troy managed to get the package open, although the wrapping was a bit thicker than he expected. Still, the Gryphon had a keen grin on his beak when he got the item held in his claw: a long, thin piece of what looked to be rubber in a hot pink color.

Canvas's head tilted to the side in confusion, not sure of what that could actually be. It almost looked like a mouthpiece of some kind. The stallion tried to speak up, "So… is tha--"

Troy quickly pulled Canvas onto his back, eliciting a surprised "Eep!" from the pony while he looked up at him wide-eyed. Remembering what happened the last time he was put on his back, Canvas grinned wide while lying in such an exposed state. Between his spread-open legs, the stallion's cock was already near full-mast, sticking out proudly for the Gryphon to see.

"Mmmm…" Smirking at the sight of his coltfriend's member, Troy breathed out heavily, claws shaking, knowing exactly what he was going to do. With his heart racing faster in eagerness, the Gryphon licked his beak before leaning down towards it.

"T… Troy? What ar--AAAaaaahhhh!!!" Canvas gasped loudly while leaning his head back, his eyes clenched shut. As soon as Troy ran his thin tongue up the underside of the stallion's shaft, groaning in pleasure at tasting his coltfriend like this for the first time, Canvas nearly thrust his hips up into the Gryphon's face. Of course, that first jolt was quickly replaced by a strong, lingering moan from the pony, which only grew when Troy made a second lick up to the crown of the head.

Troy had his eyes closed as he ran his tongue up the length of Canvas's cock, taking in the utter intensity of his lover's strong musk collecting inside of his beak. Since the stallion's member was in his sheath for the majority of the day, the overwhelmingly strong scent and taste of his essence was especially evident when Troy savored it for the first time. Giving off such a masculine and familiar taste, the Gryphon let off a moan of his own when he let his tongue reach the tip of Canvas's now throbbing cock.

Troy's free claw came up to gently wrap around the base of the stallion's shaft, keeping it steady while the Gryphon lapped around the head slowly. Letting his Avian tongue swirl around the round, smooth head, making the stallion above him moan out in pure unbridled lust, it was difficult for Troy to not try sinking his tongue into the tip, just to get a taste of any pre that might be anxious to come out.

Of course, he knew that was to come in due time. So instead, after making sure that every inch of the head and crown of Canvas's cock was properly wet by his saliva, Troy finally pulled back with a grin on his beak.

Canvas panted heavily when he finally reopened his eyes, realizing that Troy pulled his head away when he was already getting close. "Troy, wha… what are you…"

Canvas's eyes widened in an instant when he saw what Troy was doing above him. Slowly, the Gryphon was carefully applying the pink rubber to the edges of his beak, pushing them into place like a strange mouth guard. By the time he got the ridges of both halves of his beak covered, it almost looked like Troy was wearing a hot pink shade of lipstick.

Troy, happy that the beak sheath was fitting well on him, grew an anxious grin when he looked down at the stallion. Wanting to show the purpose of this to his coltfriend, the Gryphon opened his beak wide for a second, exposing how all the edges were properly padded before quickly closing his beak shut.

Canvas flinched for a second, expecting to hear a loud "Snap!" from Troy closing his beak like that; however, the stallion was surprised to not hear anything even close to that. Instead, the only thing that was heard from Troy's beak was like a muffled pat, emphasizing how soft any impact would be.

Canvas breathed out a little faster, quickly realizing what it was Troy was planning to do. "Wait, you… Are you… Are you going to…"

Troy made a strong nod with a smile on his beak, looking like he was actually looking forward to trying this for his stallion. Positioning himself in front of the pony, Troy slowly leaned in once more between Canvas's legs. And when his head was just inches from Canvas's cock, standing proudly and just begging for attention, the Gryphon's golden eyes looked up at his lover before asking, "You ready, baby?"

Canvas nodded feverishly before Troy could even finish his question, the blush on his face heavy enough to make his whole face red. Happy for that kind of reaction, Troy gave a smile before closing his eyes.

Practically feeling the heat from Canvas's cock before he could even touch it, the Gryphon felt no hesitation when he opened his beak wide. Looking down at him while breathing heavily, the stallion could only watch before seeing his lover's open beak move downward, letting the head of his cock sink in flawlessly between the two parts. Troy, letting his taste dominate his other senses, overheard his stallion's nervous moans as soon as he felt the hot flesh move inside of his beak, but it was quickly underwhelmed when the strong taste of Canvas's cock flooded every other sense he had. The Gryphon's tongue slowly lapped around the crown as soon as it went inside, feeling big enough to almost not fit inside of his open beak.

"Nnnnnn…" Getting the first proper taste of his coltfriend in this sort of way, Troy let off a muffled moan while his tongue ran up and down the head inside of his beak. Of course, when he felt the full width of Canvas's member fit inside of his beak, Troy decided to test the beak sheath for real. Clenching his eyes shut, the Gryphon's beak began to close carefully, letting the smooth, wettened rubber around the edges of it wrap around the stallion's cock.

"Ah! Ah… aaaahhhhh…" Even though Canvas's heart was racing in nervousness, unsure how a beak would feel like this even with a beak sheath, his worries were immediately vanquished as soon as he felt the Gryphon's firm, but pleasing pressure wrap around the top of his shaft. Realizing that Troy's beak now felt like something closer to a pair of lips, Canvas threw his head back and groaned happily, letting the padding of the beak sheath work its magic. "Oh… oh wow…"

Hearing Canvas's pleased moans from above, Troy smiled to himself while keeping a careful grip with his beak. Since the Gryphon was happy with how his coltfriend was liking this so far, Troy wanted to continue and see how far he could go. So, after taking a deep breath, the Gryphon tightened his grip so the sheath had a good seal, letting him make his first actual sucking motion before sinking his beak in deeper.

The sheath helped to let Troy's beak slowly slide down the shaft of Canvas's cock, making the stallion groan out louder in pleasure. With his hooves clenching the bedding involuntarily, the pony could barely hold himself still when he felt the wet warmth of Troy's beak actually sucking him like this. Even though he never thought that his partner could ever give him a blowjob this well (let alone one at all), Canvas gave no complaints or hesitation at how Troy was taking in more of his shaft.

Instead, the stallion replied with only a shuddered cry before gripping Troy's head in his hooves.

Troy's eyes reopened when he felt Canvas grip his head, worried since he already had nearly half his length inside of his beak. However, despite his tight grip, Canvas didn't try to push his lover down deeper, or involuntarily thrust into him; in fact, all that the stallion did was keep his hooves on the sides of his head, petting the Gryphon's feathers softly while he savored the feeling his love was giving him. Even though he was glad that Canvas wasn't trying anything with it, the very fact that the pony was holding him like this felt so… hot.

Troy couldn't hold back his excitement as he let this sink in: right now, a stallion who was significantly smaller than him (at least in most parts) had the Gryphon held in towards his crotch, all while his massive length was inside his open, drooling beak. Just the thought of that happening was making Troy's heart race faster than before, which prompted him to keep going more enthusiastically. Closing his eyes, the Gryphon pushed himself in further down the stallion's shaft, sucking him eagerly while letting the pony guide his head.

Eventually, the Gryphon made smaller, harder motions up and down the pony's length, blowing Canvas at a faster rate while feeling himself grow harder in response. Loving how he was in a role so different than would be expected, Troy almost wanted Canvas to push him in harder, just to learn if he could really take it. Just the idea of this pony gripping him tight, thrusting in and out of his beak and shoving that musky head into his throat…

Before Troy could let his thoughts take over, which were making him grind his own cock against the bedding while pleasuring his stallion, he realized that Canvas's hooves were holding him tighter than before. When he opened his eyes again, Troy wondered what would happen if he didn’t bob his head; but as soon as he tried to pause his movements, the stallion's hooves moved him without even thinking, like they were moving at the pace he had planned before. Realizing it was really happening, Troy's eyes rolled back in pleasure before letting the pony take over, all while his beak wrapped around the stallion’s cock firmly.

Canvas, who was barely able to think in his lust-fuelled state, was moaning loudly while gripping the Gryphon's head, not even realizing that he was solely moving Troy's head in and out in an increasingly faster rate. With the way the beak sheath was wrapped around his cock, with the added pleasure of the inside of Troy's beak adding that extra warmth and wetness, the pony almost wanted to rut his lover's face and thrust in even harder.

Meanwhile, the inside of Troy's beak was overwhelmed with the strong, musky taste of the stallion as it was being increasingly rammed in and out of his beak. But for Troy, just lying in place and letting that happen was becoming a greater feeling with each passing second; just taking in this stallion's rigid, throbbing cock in such a submissive way was making himself get harder than he ever thought imaginable. More of Canvas's cock could be felt pushing into his beak, nearly hitting the back of his throat with each hard push of his aqua hooves; and with the way the Gryphon was dry-humping the bed while this was occurring, it was clear that he was hoping to feel that stallion's head start throbbing soo--

Rip

Shit… Oh SHIT!

Troy's eyes shot wide open as soon as he felt that first rip start to appear on the top part of his beak sheath. Knowing that if the stallion continued like this soon, something might occur that he really, REALLY didn’t want to happen. Before Canvas could thrust even harder, Troy pulled his beak back open and quickly pulled himself back. Despite Canvas's grip, it wasn't nearly strong enough to keep the massive Gryphon in place for real.

"AH! Wha… wha…"

Canvas gasped in surprise when he felt Troy pull his beak free, but he was panting too loudly in his reared-up state to make any real response. Troy quickly pulled the sheath off of his beak, groaning when he saw that the sheath made a small rip near where the tip of his beak was. Even though he was pissed, he didn’t want to think too much about it while his coltfriend was so close. Instead, Troy took one look back down at Canvas's cock before grinning wide.

If he was going to get a taste of the stallion, there were always other ways to get what he wanted. He tossed the beak sheath aside before bringing his head back down to the pony's crotch

Before he could collect his breath to utter out a single statement, Canvas gasped when he felt a different pressure wrap around his cock. Looking down between his legs, the stallion saw Troy keeping a coy grin while he held his member in his claw. His golden eyes peered up at Canvas as he grew a smirk, making sure to lick his beak while he slowly began to stroke.

"Man, you're thick," began the Gryphon in a surly tone as he slid his talons along Canvas's rigid length, making sure that only the smooth sides were touching the skin to ensure he felt nothing but pleasure. "I bet you're just needing to get off now, aren't 'cha?"

Making his grin grow wider, Troy looked up at the panting stallion as he started to stroke faster, eliciting a strong moan from the pony above. Canvas's head threw back as he clenched his eyes shut, knowing that it wasn't going to take long before he blew his load all over him.

"That feel good, baby?" coaxed Troy in a lustful tone as he kept up the pace with his strokes. "Oh, I bet it does… You're leaking a little already…"

Even though his breathing was coming out heavier than before, Canvas still peered down to see that Troy was right. While the crown of his head throbbed hard, pulsing with each thump of his thundering heartbeat, the stallion could see a shimmering glob of pre coming out from the tip. Just before it could pour down along the length, undoubtedly hitting Troy's talons while he continued to tug, Canvas's eyes widened when he saw the Gryphon move his head in.

Even though his beak sheath was no longer on, Troy didn't need it for what he did next. Before the pre could drip down and go to waste, the Gryphon's thin tongue was quick to lick along the throbbing head, making the stallion groan as he saw his boyfriend make a slow lap to collect what was coming out.

"Nnnnn…" Troy's eyes were closed as he took the glob of Canvas's pre with his tongue, letting the uniquely new taste splash against his taste buds. After letting the smooth texture run down his throat, the Gryphon reopened his eyes to give a sultry smile to Canvas. Even though his claw never stopped stroking his coltfriend's member, Troy moved his head to a different position while he stared up to the stallion's half-lidded eyes. Of course, Canvas's eyes quickly widened when he saw Troy open his beak, keeping his smile while holding the head of the pony's cock pointed straight at it.

Canvas's breathing started to become more rapid, feeling his cock throb even harder at the sight of Troy keeping it pointed straight into his open maw. "Come on, big boy," teased the Gryphon as he stroked even faster, keeping an anxious smile while his eyes looked up at him. "You know you want to, so just do it…"

Troy repositioned himself so he was on his knees, leaving his groin off of the bed so his cock would be standing freely between his legs. Using his free claw, Troy quickly began to stroke himself while tending to his coltfriend as well. Knowing what he was planning to do, the Gryphon's heart was racing excitedly as he stroked both of them even faster.

Troy leaned his open beak even closer to the head of Canvas's cock, ensuring that every drop would go straight in while he rubbed tentatively. Canvas groaned and grit his teeth, feeling himself about to release from that sight alone. Of course, the final thing that set him off was what Troy did next; not even saying a word (of course, it would've been hard to do so without pulling back out), the Gryphon's eyes peered up at Canvas with glowing intensity, showing nothing but unbridled pleasure before making a single wink.

Knowing that was more than enough, Canvas could barely keep his eyes open as he moaned loudly, feeling his entire body shake in passion as he came. Before Troy could react to his coltfriend's cries, he felt the entirety of Canvas's cock throb hard in his talons, followed by a strong blast of wet warmth hitting the back of his throat. The Gryphon closed his eyes as he continued to stroke, letting each volley of thick, overwhelmingly strong-tasting cum flood the inside of his eager beak. Even as he began to struggle, feeling himself start to choke a little from the sheer volume of Canvas's seed being shot into his mouth, Troy refused to falter. Instead, he just let his mate ride through his orgasm, not realizing that some of the stallion's cum was starting to slowly pour out from the sides of his beak.

Canvas made one last, especially loud moan as his cock gave it's final throbs, letting one more glob of his essence weakly dribble out from the head. Keeping his head in place, Troy let that final strand collect with the rest, making a pool of milky-white fluid along the bottom half of his beak before closing slowly. When he finally pulled his head back and lifted himself back up, closing his beak so the two strands of cum going down the sides of his chin stopped momentarily, the Gryphon clenched his eyes shut while slowly stroking himself, just as Canvas began to reopen his eyes.

"Ahhhh… Troy… tha--"

Before Canvas could finish his pleased statement through exhausted pants, his words froze when he noticed how Troy was looking. With his beak still considerably full of the stallion's fluids, the Gryphon's face looked slightly scrunched-in as he tried to process the taste. Even though he wasn't spitting it out, it was clear to Canvas that his boyfriend wasn't exactly used to the strong, musky flavor.

“Uh… Troy?" asked Canvas worriedly. "You know, you don’t have to--"

Troy raised his free talon to silence the stallion, keeping his eyes closed before taking a small breath. Despite his face looking uncomfortable, Troy didn’t take a second thought before pulling his head back. The Gryphon leaned back while he kept stroking himself, letting the taste of the stallion's cum fuel him to his own orgasm. With his beak pointed to the ceiling, only Troy's throat could be seen to the stallion; and after making one large, audible gulp, a very noticeable lump slowly traveled down the Gryphon's gullet. Before it was halfway down, a strong groan could be heard from Troy as he came, his cock twitching while spurt after spurt shot out onto the bed.

Canvas's eyes widened in surprise, his heart racing as he stared at the Gryphon's swallowing with an eerie fascination. A small shudder traveled through the pony before an involuntary grin crept across his muzzle. Remembering how Troy reacted when he did it, Canvas could totally see why his boyfriend was such a big fan of him swallowing; just knowing that his seed was taken in by his mate so easily, it was hard not to start growing hard again.

Of course, that feeling quickly subsided as soon as Troy's head bent back down, his face fully blushed while panting heavily. From the expression he was giving off, it was obvious that the Gryphon seemed less than enthusiastic with the way his eyes struggled to stay open. A couple hiccupped gasps came out of Troy's beak, almost sounding like a weak cough before speaking in almost a wheeze. "That… that tasted different than I thought it would…"

Canvas's face grew guilty after hearing that, mostly since he was fairly turned on up until that point. "Oh, Troy…" Canvas put a hoof on the Gryphon's shoulder, patting him lovingly as he spoke in a gentle tone. "You know you didn’t have to do it, right?"

"I do, I do… I just…" After pausing for a moment, Troy closed his eyes again before making another small gulp. When he reopened his eyes afterward, Troy's body made a small shudder, though Canvas wasn't sure if it was from distaste or from pleasure. Still, the Gryphon's breathing started to come out a little easier after settling from that. "Man… I don’t know what's weirder… the taste, or the texture."

Canvas blinked a couple times in bewilderment, staying silent for a few seconds before giggling. Even though he didn’t want to make Troy feel bad, the stallion knew exactly what he was talking about. "Yeah, I know. I kinda felt that same way when I first did that, too."

Troy chuckled lightly from hearing that as well, feeling a little better that his stallion didn’t see him as being weak for handling it the way he did. Of course, with once glance back down at the Gryphon's crotch, Canvas grew a more coy smirk before poking his quickly softening cock with a hoof. "But considering how you reacted, I think it's safe to say that you may have enjoyed swallowing like that…"

A strong exhale escaped the Gryphon's beak, but he couldn't help smiling with a reluctant nod. "Well, maybe…" Troy looked away bashfully, not seeming to realize that he still had some of his lover's cum dribbling down his blushing cheeks. "Just… just knowing that you… liked it…"

Canvas made a wide grin before bending in, pulling Troy's head back towards his before giving him a soft kiss on the beak. "Oh, believe me," began the stallion as soon as he pulled his lips back. "I really liked seeing that from you…"

Troy's embarrassed smile grew more noticeably, which just made the stallion giggle before moving a hoof up to the sides of the Gryphon's beak. "Here, let me help you."

"Hm?" Troy grew a confused look, but it quickly changed as soon as he felt Canvas's hoof collect the two lines of cum hanging at the sides of his beak. "Oh… Oh…"

"He he he…" Canvas chuckled a little when he got Troy's cheeks and chin wiped clean. "Honestly, I'm surprised you got so much down…"

Troy's eyes went down to Canvas's hoof, and widened at the sight of the stallion's cum lingering on it. With his heart racing a little faster again, the Gryphon brought up a claw to hold it before Canvas could move. When the stallion looked up at him in slight surprise, he saw that Troy had a more surly smile on his beak.

"You know," said the Gryphon lustfully as he brought the hoof up closer to his face. "I never said that I hated it…"

Troy didn't give himself any time to think it over, and quickly ran his tongue to collect the rest of the cum from Canvas's hoof. While the stallion looked at him with a surprised expression, not expecting him to do this sort of thing so soon, his heart raced faster as he saw the Gryphon lap up the rest of his seed.

"Mmmmm…" Keeping his eyes closed, Troy pulled back for a moment after finishing, keeping the remainder of the stallion’s cum inside his beak. And with a more content smile creeping on the corners of his beak, Troy opened his eyes so he could do exactly what Canvas has done for him before; he took another breath before letting himself swallow the last of Canvas's seed, all while keeping his eyes on the stallion during an audible gulp.

Feeling just as Troy has felt before, Canvas shuddered strongly before lunging in. He grabbed the Gryphon tightly, practically mashing his muzzle against Troy's beak. Of course, Troy was quick to return the hungry kiss, gripping him tightly as well.

After nearly a minute of intense kissing, Canvas pulled his head back quickly. "Oh, man," growled the pony eagerly, "We are SO using those beak things again!"

"U-um, acutally…" Troy paused while a more worried look crept on his face. He looked over to the side of the bed before adding. "The sheath kinda… ripped halfway through… It might not be safe to try those, you know?"

"Oh…" Canvas's ears drooped slightly, looking disappointed at what Troy said. However, after contemplating for a moment, Canvas looked over at the box still at the edge of the bed. "So… do you know where Lyra got those?"

"Actually, yeah," answered Troy before grabbing the card on top of the box. "She said she got it from…" The Gryphon took a second to read the card first. "Umber's Exotic Products."

Canvas leaned in to see the card as well, his eyes widening when he recognized the address. "Oh! I think I know where that is!"

"Me too. I usually fly past there during a couple of my shifts."

"Well then…" Growing a more devilish smirk on his muzzle, Canvas looked up at Troy with a sure look on his face. "We're definitely going to need to visit that place sometime soon!"

Troy smiled wide as well, and eagerly nodded at his lover's suggestion. "Buck yeah we are!"

Author's Note

I want to give a big thanks to Zyrian for proofreading, as well as providing that alternate title.

Also, sorry I took so long to update this. I seriously had no idea what I wanted to do for this, and I wanted to write something different before getting the next chapter written out.

Chapter Five: From a Bed to a Nest

Since Troy and Canvas’s house was just outside the outskirts of Ponyville, with their closest neighbors being Sweet Apple Acres (who were quite a distance away), the couple had quite a few advantages when it came to appreciating their daily lives together. Aside from living in a relatively quiet space, being out of town for most of its surprisingly common disasters, and not having to deal with nosy neighbors too often, the stallion and Gryphon also never had to deal with things like noise issues.

And that detail was more than a little helpful when the two were in bed one specific night. While the rest of the area was fairly calm, without even much of a stir from the forest behind their home, certain sounds could be heard if someone were to get in close enough to the barn.

"Ha… ha… Harder!!!"

Canvas was panting heavily, his blushed face beading with sweat while he was leaning against the headboard of the bed. While his forelegs were gripping the bed-frame tightly, making the whole bed rock and creak with each powerful thrust, his hind legs were spread wide apart while Troy continued to pound him from behind.

Meanwhile, Troy's claws were firmly grasping both sides of the stallion's flank, mounting him against the bed like a mare in heat while he rutted him wildly.

"Come… Come on!" grunted Canvas through gritted teeth as he took in each thrust of the Gryphon's cock. "Gi-give it to me! H-harder!"

Hearing his stallion's moaning cries, the Gryphon did just that as his talons dug deeper into Canvas’s sides. Even though he wasn’t sure how much longer he was going to last, Troy clenched his eyes shut as he plowed his lover even harder. With each hard thrust he made into the stallion’s rump, the Gryphon’s plump balls slapped lewdly against Canvas’s, which combined quite well with the pleasured cries that the pony was making; of course, those noises also covered up the creaks the bed's frame was making, which was becoming increasingly louder with each movement.

“Y-yeah!” moaned Canvas as he pushed himself back with each hard thrust of his boyfriend’s cock, anxious to be properly filled by him. “Come on, Troy!! D-d-do it!!”

Troy’s rhythmic thrusts moved at a faster pace, pounding into Canvas even harder as he felt himself reach close to his breaking point. The large knot of his cock, which was tugging from inside of the stallion with each movement in and out of him, was starting to swell enough for Troy to know he was about ready. Of course, with the way his hips were repeatedly slapping against the pony’s rear, each sound fueling his primal urge to breed him, Troy’s voice came out in a grunted pant as he tried to speak up over the moans and creaks. “C-Canvas… I’m… I’m gonna…”

Canvas, who could feel the throbs of Troy’s cock just as well as the Gryphon could, rammed himself back against his hips as hard as he could, wanting that knotted member to be in as deep as possible when it happened. Reaching his peak as well, it didn’t even take a second before the stallion replied with an eager cry, “GIVE IT TO ME!!!”

That pleading shout was enough to set Troy over the top. Feeling his entire body pulsating through his groin, the Gryphon responded with only one final thrust, ramming straight into the pony while his claws wrapped around him tightly. “AAAAAHHHHH!!!”

CRASH!!!

Even though the bed that Canvas bought was of an incredibly high quality, the fact that a large Gryphon has been using it for the past few weeks or so was enough to make it lose its integrity during that heated lovemaking session. As soon as Troy made that last hard movement into his lover to release, so did the frame’s structure. While both the stallion and the Gryphon came, the bedposts broke apart nearly in unison, making the frame of the bed crash to the floor while Troy flooded the inside of Canvas with his hot, gooey load. Of course, due to the sheer intensity of Troy’s pent-up orgasm, and Canvas’s similar release as soon as he felt that wonderful warmth filling deep inside of him, neither of them even realized that their bed broke apart as they climaxed together. In fact, as soon as both of them finished, the stallion and Gryphon passed out into each other’s embrace, with Troy still mounted on top of his lover as they slept on their wrecked bed.

“Uuuuuughhhh… what the…”

Feeling the morning sun hit his tired eyes, Troy slowly awoke as he felt his body lying awkwardly. Readjusting his balance, the Gryphon realized that he was hanging halfway off the mattress, with his now throbbing head nearly touching the hardwood floor. Despite his whole body feeling sore, Troy managed to pull himself back up onto the mattress, which resulted in him hearing a more than unpleasant-sounding splintering from underneath.

“Hm?” Immediately realizing something was off, Troy opened his eyes to look around, catching that he felt slightly lower than usual. When he groggily looked to the sides, he saw that the post which was usually in his line of vision was now missing. Troy then lifted himself up so he was sitting upright, his eyes widening when he scanned his surroundings.

All four of the bedposts were broken off of the bed-frame, and were lying haphazardly on the floor among a few random splinters and what Troy assumed were broken nails. The frame, which was now slightly skewed off the floor due to the bottom of one of the posts still being attached to it, was obviously laying in a manner which implied it wasn’t nearly as straight as it was last night.

Troy, who was on the lower-side of the mattress, looked over to the part that was still raised up, and put out a claw to test the stability; unfortunately, as soon as his claw pushed in on the mattress on the other side, he heard another loud crack before the frame snapped under the pressure. Part of the frame’s side snapped in half, and the remaining piece of the final bedpost broke off among the others, which made Troy and the bed make an ungracious crash onto the floor.

“Troy?!” spoke up Canvas from downstairs in a worried tone. “Are you alright?”

“Ughhh…” After rubbing his back to make sure nothing was hurt, Troy made a small nod to himself before replying. “Yeah I’m… I’m alright…”

He then looked down at the bed he was sitting on, realizing that aside from maybe the mattress, the whole thing was pretty much destroyed. “Uhhhh… the bed is broken.”

“Oh really?” asked the stallion in a slightly sarcastic tone. “How can you tell?”

Troy couldn’t keep himself from making a small snicker as he got himself out of the bed, being careful not to step into any of the splinters or nails as his paws touched the floor. “Oh, ha ha ha... “ After making a quick stretch as soon as he got himself out of the bed, the Gryphon sighed before speaking down the stairway, “Sorry, Canvas…”

“It’s not your fault,” piped up the stallion more sympathetically, which made Troy a little less guilty as he made his way down the stairs. While he smelt something good coming from the kitchen, he heard the pony’s voice continue in a more optimistic tone, “Honestly, I’m just glad that the mattress looks alright. I mean, the frame wasn’t cheap, but it was nothing compared to that. Besides, we can always get something stronger.”

“Yeah,” replied Troy with another sigh as he reached the kitchen. When he walked inside, he kept a tired smile on his beak as he let the smell of fried eggs flood his senses. “I’ll try to get the bed fixed if I can. I mean, I’m not a carpenter or anything, but I--HHHUUUUUHHHH!!!”

As soon as he saw how Canvas looked, both of Troy’s claws shot up over his beak as he gasped in shock.

“Hmm?” Canvas turned around from the stove, looking over at Troy with a confused expression. “Troy, wha… what’s wrong?”

Despite the pony apparently not showing any signs of pain, it didn’t make Troy feel any better when he saw how his aqua flank looked. Due to the previous night’s intensity, Troy’s claw marks could be clearly seen scraped down the stallion’s rump, leaving four deep-looking red slashes down both sides. And worse of all, despite the fact that Canvas was clearly fresh out of the shower, a few faint lines of blood could be seen going down against his fur.

“... Oh no…” Troy’s voice came out much more whimpered as he tried to step up to him, with one claw still over his beak. And with the way the Gryphon’s expression looked like he was close to crying, Canvas was worried what might have caused this. “Canvas, I’m… I’m so sorry…”

“W-what are you talking about?” asked the stallion worriedly, not wanting to see his boyfriend look this distressed. “Troy, you’re really making me nerv--WHOA!!”

As soon as he looked down at himself, seeing where his lover’s welling eyes were staring, the pony yelped in shock when he saw the slashes made against his flank. Even though he recalled a slight twinge of pain when he was cleansing himself in the shower earlier, other circumstances obviously made him think that it was caused by something else. And since he didn’t really look back as he cleaned, mostly since it was sort of difficult to do so, the pony never really noticed the scratches, nor any of the blood that flowed down through the shower drain.

“Canvas, I’m so sorry!” Overwhelmed by massive guilt, Troy quickly pulled Canvas in for a deep hug, his eyes clenched shut as he struggled not to cry. “I can’t believe I did that! I’m so sorry, I’m so sorr--”

“Troy, TROY!!” Even though he didn’t want to raise his voice, the stallion couldn’t stand to see Troy looking so distraught about an honest mistake. “Troy, it’s okay,” said Canvas assuredly as he hugged him back. “I swear, it’s not that bad! It was just an accident, okay? I’m not upset, I promise.”

After letting his hug last for another long moment, Troy finally pulled back with his eyes tightly shut. Even though the Gryphon turned his head away, Canvas could see clear as day that Troy was trying not to cry. His beaked opened faintly as he tried to speak in a tone stronger than a mortified whimper. “I… I can’t believe I hurt you…”

“Oh, Troy!” Canvas gave his boyfriend another tender hug, desperate to reassure him otherwise. “Honey, you did NOT hurt me! It was just a little scratch! It was completely accidental!”

Even though he tried to hug Troy as snug as he could, Canvas could tell that the Gryphon still felt horrible about what he did. Canvas cautiously stepped back as he looked down at his flank, and brought a hoof back to inspect it. “Troy, it doesn’t even hurt!” said the stallion surely before pressing a hoof against it. “It’s just a -- GAAHHH!!”

Canvas winced in pain as he pulled his hoof away in an instant, not expecting that laceration to sting so badly. Troy, having heard that cry clear as day, cringed hard as he sunk his head into his claws. “No, no, NO!!! Canvas, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m so sor--”

A hoof pressed against his beak quickly shut the Gryphon up. Despite looking slightly pained from his own accord, Canvas carried a stern look as he eyed Troy. “Troy, it’s okay! It wasn’t your fault, and I’m not pulling back until you say that right now!”

Panting heavily, Troy could see from the stallion’s firm stare that he wasn’t just saying that. It took a lasting moment of silence, but the Gryphon complied after sighing with his eyes closed. “It… it’s…”

Canvas could see that Troy was more than a little hesitant to finish that statement. Fortunately though, the Gryphon finally completed what he was going to say in a low tone. “It… wasn’t my fault.”

Troy immediately felt Canvas pull him in for a strong hug. “That’s right,” said the stallion sweetly as he kept him in his embrace. “It’s not your fault, Troy. Accidents like this are bound to happen sometime.”

After giving Troy a kiss on the cheek, Canvas finally pulled back as he tried to lighten the mood. “How about this? I was planning to go into town anyway, so I can easily get myself patched up without anypony knowing. And while I’m out, maybe you can see if the bed can be fixed? I can even swing by Davenport’s shop just in case to see what they have.”

A long exhale escaped Troy’s beak while his head was turned away from the stallion. After a brief moment of silence, the Gryphon managed to swallow his guilt enough to turn back to him and give a more natural smile. “Uhhhh… okay. I’ll do that.”

Canvas only smiled in response before giving Troy’s beak a light peck. “Thank you,” said the pony sweetly before pointing to the dining table. “Now, come on. Breakfast is almost done.”

Troy nodded with a smile and went over to the table, letting the smell of breakfast help to cloud his obviously troubled mind for the time being.

The door to Davenport’s Sofas & Quills opened slowly, revealing the disappointed aqua stallion as he exited the store. While the weather wasn’t necessarily that cold yet, the light blue hooded sweatshirt that Canvas had on wasn’t suspicious enough to make any ponies turn their heads. And while his art bag was propped over his backside in a slightly different manner than usual, it still looked natural enough to not warrant much of a glance while it hid his hastily applied bandages on his rear.

Of course, the pony shook his head as he walked, barely thinking about his injury as he thought over what to do about the bed situation. Even though Davenport’s beds aren’t necessarily bad or too highly-priced, Canvas couldn’t find a single one which he knew could support his and his Gryphon’s weight. So, he only took a catalogue to browse over on his walk toward the marketplace. He didn’t want to resort to getting a custom frame, but it seemed to be the only option he had left if he didn’t want to sleep on his mattress on the floor like a bum (or a recent college graduate).

Canvas sighed as he put the catalogue into his bag and continued his walk, not wanting to think about that right now. Who knows? thought the stallion as he trotted at a slow pace so his art bag wouldn’t move around too much on his back. Maybe Troy can get it fixed. I mean, it looked bad, but there’s no way of knowing whether or not--

Since he was so lost in his thoughts, Canvas wasn’t aware of his surroundings enough to notice the striped figure he accidentally bumped into. Even though it was barely more than an accidental tap, the stallion pulled back in a sudden jolt as he sputtered a statement out of instinct. “Gah! Oh, ummm… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

When he saw how it was he stumbled into, Canvas paused for a brief moment. Even though he’s been living in Ponyville for almost half a year, he hardly knew too much about the zebra who occasionally came into town for supplies. Of course, from what he’d heard about her, Canvas wasn’t necessarily afraid or cautious of Zecora, despite how unique her appearance may have been. But still, he would’ve liked to have met the zebra in a way that didn’t involve running into her.

“Oh, do not worry,” said Zecora when she looked back at him, her expression not showing anything negative despite that bump. “It is quite alright. It’s not uncommon for one to lose sight.”

“Y-yeah…” Rubbing the back of his head nervously, Canvas gave a small smile up to the zebra while speaking. “I was just lost in my thoughts, I guess.” Realizing that this may actually be one of the first times he actually got a chance to speak with her personally, he brought out his hoof courteously. “Umm, my name is Canvas. I-It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Likewise,” said the zebra with a smile as she shook his hoof. “Although, I’ve learned from others about you. As well as your significant Gryphon-friend too.”

Canvas giggled with a light blush after pulling his hoof back from hers. “Y-yeah…” He looked away from Zecora bashfully. “I guess we are sort of a popular topic in town.”

“Well… about as much as a new couple would get.” Zecora’s muzzle grew a wider smirk as she added, “Especially one that’s part of a town-wide bet.”

“Ugh, don’t remind me of that.” Even though he wasn’t nearly as upset about the bet as his partner was, Canvas still shook his head while his hoof covered his eyes. “I’m still shocked how many ponies were in on that bet. I heard even the Cutie Mark Crusaders had a few bits in!”

The zebra’s eyes widened in surprise, looking quite amused by that fact. “Wait, really? That info is new!” After a moment of contemplation, Zecora had a hoof under her chin as she thought out loud. “Although… it’d make sense if it’s true…”

After stifling a giggle of his own, Canvas’s eyes looked over at the town marketplace nearby as he tried to end the impromptu conversation. “Well… I was actually planning on getting some supplies, so I think I better make my leave.” Before he could trot away, he looked back at Zecora with a warm smile. “But it really is nice to talk with you, Miss Zecora.”

“The pleasure is all mine. Have a wonderful day.” After giving him a nod, Zecora’s smile lessened a little when she saw the stallion begin to turn towards the market. Seeing his bag, the zebra’s eyes narrowed on him as she noticed something beneath it. “Wait a minute… Canvas, are you feeling okay?”

“Hm?” Canvas had a confused brow when he looked back at her.

“Forgive me if my question is unwanted outside, but…” Her hoof pointed to Canvas’s bag as she finished her rhyme. “... Are you covering a bandage on your backside?”

Canvas made a panicked gasp as he turned to check how his bag was covering him. “What?! I… I…” As his breathing started to become more rapid, the stallion looked back at Zecora as he blurted out instantly. “It’s nothing bad, I swear! It… it’s just--”

“Canvas, please…” Her tone became more reassuring as she walked up to him. With her eyes peering at the obvious cover-up Canvas had on his rear, she looked back up to him before asking. “Would you mind if you let me see? If it’s not too bad, I swear I’ll let you be.”

Canvas was worried, mostly because she didn’t want this zebra to assume anything about Troy that most certainly wasn’t true. However, the stallion also knew that Zecora was a professional when it came to fixing ailments. And considering the fact that he was already considering seeing somepony to make sure the scratches healed properly, he let out a worried whicker to himself before pulling his bag upward. “F… fine…”

Zecora nodded to his acceptance and carefully inspected the bandage. Even though the large, white cloth was properly taped around his aqua fur, the zebra got it off with surprisingly painless ease as she looked underneath. Seeing the large scratch marks, her eyes widened for a brief moment, which made Canvas cringe and look away in worry. Before he could try to say anything in defense, Canvas heard the zebra make a low chuckle under her breath.

“Ohhh… I think I can see what happened here...”

When Canvas looked back at Zecora, who had a randy smirk pointed back at him, he was unable to say a word before she finished her rhyme. “His grip got too tight while holding your rear?”

The heavy blush that exploded across the stallion’s face was a better answer than anything he could have said, which prompted Zecora to laugh even louder. Canvas’s muzzle wrinkled a little, not looking happy about her reaction.

“Oh, do not worry,” said Zecora cheerfully as she reapplied Canvas’s bandage and pulled his bag back over it. “I’m not making fun of you. In fact, I can probably fix that, good as new.”

“Wait, really?” asked Canvas in a surprised tone when he looked at her with his eyes wide open. “You can do that?”

“Why of course I can! I have the treatment at my hut.” She looked over at the marketplace for a split second before giving a naughty grin back to Canvas. “Besides, I doubt you could go shopping with a scratched butt.”

Canvas became even more flustered at that little jab from the zebra, but he stayed silent as he looked back back down at his injury. Realizing that he was meaning to get it fixed anyway, the stallion merely shrugged before turning back to her. “Well… yeah, I guess you have a point.”

“Excellent.” Zecora kept a smile as she lead the way for Canvas to follow. “I promise you that I won’t make you late.” While walking towards the edge of town to go towards the Everfree Forest, the zebra looked back at him as she added in a more sultry tone. “And maybe, you could tell me some more about your mate.”

Canvas, despite keeping his pace with Zecora’s, gulped nervously at that last comment.

By the time Troy got all the broken pieces of the bed frame out by the curb, his feathers were already beginning to bead with sweat. The worst of the summer heat may have passed, but that didn’t mean that it wasn't too hot to be lugging a bunch of broken lumber out of the barn to be picked up by the trash collector the net day. After a hard toss, Troy sighed when the last of the splintered wood was placed by the road, giving him one last thing to do today.

Looking at the busted frame, Troy was surprised that he even thought it could be fixed. Even a skilled carpenter would’ve seen the damage and known that it would’ve been a lost cause. So, the Gryphon looked back to the barn with a disgruntled expression, knowing that it wasn’t going to be fun to explain to his boyfriend that they had to sleep with their mattress on the floor tonigh--

Bark! Bark!

Troy turned around to the source of the noise, and saw an excited Border Collie with a brown and white coat. Recognizing the dog quite easily by her red collar, Troy smiled as he bent down to her eye level. “Oh, hey there, Winona.”

Winona barked happily once more, and motioned her head down to a broken bedpost that was in front of her. Quickly realizing what this dog wanted, Troy’s brows skewed when he looked around, realizing that Winona was surprisingly far from Sweet Apple Acres. “What are you doing out here, girl? Shouldn’t you be back on your farm?”

“Bark! Bark! Bark!” Winona pushed the bed post with her muzzle towards Troy, her tail wagging excitedly when she looked back up at him. After a brief sigh, Troy shrugged his shoulders before picking up the post.

“Oh, alright,” said the Gryphon begrudgingly. “I’ll play fetch. Probably better than you running off into the woods or something, right?”

For about ten minutes, Troy played fetch with the Border Collie, even though he felt slightly guilty that he was using a piece of wood that was part of the previous night’s particularly rough session with Canvas. By the time he started to grow tired again, mostly due to the humid weather, both the Gryphon and the dog overheard a filly’s voice calling out in the distance. “Winonaaaa… Winonaaaaaa…”

The dog put the bed post down after returning it to Troy, and pushed it on the ground towards him with her muzzle like a primitive “Thank you” gesture. By the time she began to head off towards the voice, its source was revealed as Apple Bloom came running down the road with a relieved smile. “There you are!” Winona happily ran towards the yellow filly, nearly pouncing her to lick her face. “Hehehehe, stop that! Ya had me all worried, girl!”

Troy decided to speak up. “Oh, it’s fine. She just wanted to play some catch, that’s all.”

“Oh, alright.” Keeping a grateful smile on her muzzle, Apple Bloom looked up to the Gryphon while petting her dog. “Thanks fer helpin’ me fi…”

The filly’s gaze moved over to the pile of broken wood that was beside the trash can, and her eyes narrowed on it slowly. While Troy’s eyes began to widen in worry, Apple Bloom’s head tilted slightly. “Ummm… is that yer bed, Troy?”

“Uhhhh…” Troy’s nervous expression started to look more apparent as he looked between his former bed and the confused filly staring at it. Of course, since it was fairly apparent, Troy knew better than to lie about what it was. “Y… yeah… Our bed kinda… broke.”

Apple Bloom blinked a couple times as she looked the frame up and down, almost like she was trying to see where the worst breaking points of the frame were at. After a few seconds, she looked back at Troy curiously. “How’d ya break it?”

Troy tried not to suck air through his beak quickly enough for the filly to hear as he winced. While he expected her to ask that sort of question, that didn’t make it any less uncomfortable for the Gryphon to make a response. He looked back to the bed as his mind desperately tried to think of an answer to come from his open beak. “Aaaahhhh…”

Apple Bloom walked in a little closer to the bed, her eyes narrowing on how badly the middle of the frame was broken in. Her brows suddenly raised, like she just got a good idea of what occurred. She turned to the Gryphon and asked, “Were you and Canvas jumpin’ on it?”

Troy’s eyes were open, his beak now firmly shut when he imagined a light bulb turning on above his head. Staring at the bed after seeing how Apple Bloom was looking back him, Troy was silent for only a second before giving a very firm, “Yes.”

After making a quick exhale to let off any lingering tensions, Troy grew a more confident smile as he clarified his answer to the filly. “C-canvas and I were… jumping on the bed, and… it broke.”

Seeing the honest-looking expression on the Gryhon’s face, Apple Bloom giggled as she looked back at the bed. “That’s silly, Troy! Why the heck were ya doin’ that for?”

“I dunno,” said Troy in a more carefree-sounding tone. “I guess we figured it would be fun or something.”

“Ah suppose,” replied the filly with a shrug before looking closer at the broken bed-frame. She made a small whistle when she got a closer look at the damage. “Jeez Louise! No wonder ma sis always tells me not ta do that!”

Troy nodded quickly while beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. “Definitely!”

While Winona sniffed at one of the bedposts suspiciously, a new voice called out, grabbing Troy and Apple Bloom’s attention. “Applebloom!”

The yellow filly turned around to see her brother, a massive red stallion, walking toward them down the road she had just been on “Ya find Winona?” asked Big Macintosh as he got closer.

Apple Bloom nodded happily with a smile and pointed a hoof towards the Border Collie. “Yep! Troy here was playin’ fetch with her!”

Troy gave a more timid wave to the workhorse, desperately hoping that he wouldn’t be as curious about the bed as Apple Bloom was. Unfortunately, Big Mac’s head tilted when he saw the broken frame that the dog was sniffing at. “Uhhh…”

The stallion turned his head towards Troy, whose beak had a more worried-looking smile while looking between him and the bed. Before the Gryphon could say anything, Apple Bloom piped up on his behalf. “Yeah, he and Canvas were jumpin’ on the bed and it broke! Isn’t that silly?”

The farm pony’s eyes shot wide open, giving Troy a look that showed he clearly knew what really happened. While Troy stood in a defenseless state, only able to give a trembled smile on his clenched beak, Mac was frozen for a brief moment before his muzzle clenched shut as well.

“Mmmmph… pbbt!”

The red stallion couldn’t take it much longer, and he looked away from both Troy and Apple Bloom with his eyes tightly closed. His hoof came up over his muzzle as he desperately tried not to laugh, which only made Troy’s embarrassed blush grow even more. Hearing her brother’s muffled snickers, one of her brows raised in confusion. “Uhhh… somethin’ wrong, Big Mac?”

Mac quickly shook his head and looked back down to her. “N-nope! Nnn…” Mac had to cover his muzzle again to keep another giggle from coming out too audibly. “Nuh-uh. Ah… Ah think we should head on back.”

Even though the filly still seemed confused, she took a second before merely shrugging her shoulders. “Alright then!” Apple Bloom whistled to grab Winona’s attention, and the two Apples began to head off while Mac kept struggling not to snicker. Troy waved goodbye while his head was pointed away from them (mostly to hide his embarrassed expression), and he overheard Apple Bloom say to her brother, “Hey Mac, didn’t ya tell me that Gryphons slept in nests?”

“Uhhh…” Mac looked back at Troy to make sure that question didn’t offend the Gryphon, and turned back to his sister to answer her, “W-well, uhhh… Ah did, but… Ah don’t think they have ta do that.”

“Oh. Okay…”

As the two walked back down the road with their dog, with Apple Bloom seeming alright with her brother’s answer, Troy stood in silence for a brief moment while staring at the broken bed frame. Blinking a few times, the Gryphon seemed to be thinking hard about what he just heard, which made his brows slowly raise in a sudden revelation. The light bulb returning, Troy smiled wide as he got an idea. An odd idea, to say the least, but an idea good enough for him to quickly shoot off into the skies to get what he needed.

As the bubbling brew of some unknown green substance boiled in the massive cauldron, most of Zecora’s quaint hut became illuminated with an eerie neon glow. Of course, even without that unsettling lighting, Canvas would’ve still felt uncomfortable with how he was seated on the mat in the middle of the space. While his head rested on the burlap pillow stuffed with duck feathers, his rear was raised while Zecora applied the rag which she pulled from the pot. He had no idea what kind of mixtures were on that cloth the zebra had, but it certainly stung when it was held against his already sensitive scratches.

Canvas sucked in hard through his teeth, wincing from the burning pain when he felt that glowing green rag press hard against his wounds from the zebra’s hooves. Zecora looked down at him as she applied the unique bandage to his scratches. “It will only sting for a moment more. But then, it won’t look like it had before.”

Canvas nodded shakily, knowing that Zecora was regarded as one of the best curers of ailments in the Ponyville area. After another minute, Canvas stopped biting his lip when he felt the pain begin to subside quite quickly. And after a long moment, Zecora removed the rag from the stallion’s rump, and smiled when she saw that the scratches were no more.

When Canvas turned his head to see the result, his eyes widened in shock when he saw that his flank looked absolutely flawless. Without even a scar to show evidence of the Gryphon’s clawmarks, the pony smiled in elation. “Holy… cow! That’s amazing!”

Zecora chuckled at Canvas’s remark, knowing that he was planning to say something other than “cow” for that reaction. “Well, I’m glad that you’re satisfied, with that quick treatment to your hide.”

“I am!” After getting off of the mat, Canvas stood back upright and put his hoof out to the zebra. “Thank you so much for that, Zecora!”

“Oh, it is not a problem at all,” she said as she happily shook the stallion’s hoof. “I tend to treat problems big and small.”

“Well,” began the stallion with a sigh as he looked back at his flank, thinking for a moment. “I hope that I don’t have to come back for this problem.”

Zecora merely chuckled. “I really doubt that it would, given what you told me. I think he’ll be more cautious when you two make whoopee.”

Canvas’s muzzle wrinkled with a surprised blush, not expecting that sort of term from the potion-maker. “Ummm… whoopee?”

“What?” asked the zebra with a shrug of her shoulders. “It’s a perfectly fine word to describe the act. I know plenty who say it, as a matter of fact.”

The stallion chuckled and rubbed the back of his head. “Well, I’m not denying that. It’s just odd to hear, that’s all.” Thinking it over, the stallion couldn’t help giving off a tiny giggle. “Hehehe, I can only imagine how Troy would react if I asked him to have ‘whoopee’.”

Zecora almost dropped her rag from laughing in response, but was able to put it back in her cauldron before saying, “Okay, to that I will agree. His face would be a sight to see!”

While chuckling, Canvas’s gaze turned to look around the rest of Zecora’s hut. Despite it being within a large hollowed-out tree, the place seemed surprisingly spacious, almost reminding the stallion of the Golden Oaks library. Of course, the shelves of countless bottles and jars, along with all the odd decorations on the walls, certainly gave the hut a more alien feel in comparison to Ponyville. As his blue eyes scanned the room, Canvas made a mental note to ask Zecora for some Zebrican literature sometime, just to see if any of this could add to his artistic inspiration.

Seeing how he was looking around her home, the zebra smirked after putting the used rag back in the pot. “I take it from the way you’re looking around, that perhaps some inspiration is abound?”

Canvas merely shrugged before admitting, “Well… maybe.”

The zebra chuckled and walked over to one of the shelves of treatments, motioning for the stallion to join her. “Well, feel free to ask whatever you please. I’m always glad to give my expertise.”

“Well, thank you,” said Canvas happily, turning his sights to the various bottles of different sizes and shapes. Due to their odd appearances, the stallion had no doubt that all of these glass and ceramic containers of different colors were made by hoof, which just made him more impressed. “Man… you certainly don’t see this kind of artistry anymore.”

Zecora smiled gratefully, seeing that the stallion really looked impressed by her work. “Well, it’s nice to see that these catch your artistic side. Although, I tend to focus on what they have inside.”

Understanding the zebra’s point, Canvas peered in closer to see the labeling on the bottles and jars. All of them seemed to be for various aliments or issues, which were represented by symbols which were easy to understand; Bad joints, chipped teeth, ear infections, and even problems like receding mane-lines. However, one symbol seemed to confuse the stallion, which was merely of a water drop followed by several arrows going in one direction. “Ummm… Zecora?”

She peered in to see what Canvas was looking at, which made her brows raise as she smirked. Meanwhile, the stallion’s head tilted curiously. “So… what does this jar do?”

Zecora only made a light chuckle, which made the stallion look over at her with a puzzled expression. “That jar that you see contains a substance I created, which I made for lips after the fall season has faded.”

Canvas’s head tilted the other way, taking a moment before thinking, “So… it’s like a lip balm?”

Zecora shrugged. “I planned that at first, and it worked out quite quick.” She then reached over and grabbed the jar, with her muzzle growing a more salacious smirk. “But I found it makes all surfaces quite… slick.”

Catching the emphasis she placed on that last word, Canvas’s eyes widened when he realized what that symbol was supposed to represent. “Ahhh… So…”

The zebra nodded with a smile while holding the jar in her hoof. “Yes. To be honest, making a lube was unintended. But, it definitely sold more than lip balm would’ve pended.”

“Yeah, I suppose,” pondered the stallion as he took a closer look at the jar. He made a small chuckle as he added, “I gotta admit, I wouldn’t have expected that sort of thing to be sold here.”

“Neither have I, but I’ve sold quite a lot,” admitted the zebra with a light smirk and a blush. “No pun intended, but the sales are… ‘hot’.”

Canvas let off an involuntary giggle, and tried not to show his lip being bitten in slight contemplation. While he honestly had no real issue with the product he and Troy have been using, their bottle at home was just about to come up empty. And despite its effectiveness, the fifteen-bit pricetag that the Ponyville Pharmacy boasted was a tad bit high for the stallion. So, he gave a glance back at Zecora as he asked, “So… how well does it work?”

While Canvas tried not to word his question in a way to question the zebra’s product, she only smiled and replied. “I’ve only gotten positive reviews from those who used it before. One even said that it could…” Zecora paused for a moment, pondering whether or not to finish her statement before deciding to go for it. “... It could… fit a carriage through a doggy door.”

Canvas’s eyes widened in surprise at Zecora’s comparison, but he only stayed silent for a few seconds before cracking up. He looked back at the jar while laughing and said, “You know, that might be the best thing you can say for that kind of product!”

“I suppose so,” said the zebra with a giggle of her own, “and I don’t mind at all. As long as I can help those big and small.”

Canvas nodded in agreement, but paused momentarily as he blinked a few times at that last statement. Even though he had absolutely no complaints about what he and Troy have been doing the past few days, a certain idea has been creeping into the stallion’s mind recently. And despite how much he loved what Troy has been doing for him, Canvas had pondered whether or not to take things into a different direction. And since one of the biggest worries he had was ‘size’ (especially with how the Gryphon has reacted to it), Canvas stayed in thought for a brief moment as he looked at the jar, wondering if this product would help ease the idea as well as its… literal use.

Zecora tilted her head slightly as she asked. “So… is there something on your mind? Or something else for you to find?”

Coming to his decision, Canvas shook his head with a smile when he looked back at her. “Actually, I think I’m alright.”

He then picked up the jar before asking Zecora, “So, how much would this cost?”

The stallion had a fairly optimistic smile by the time he got back to his home, with his art bag full of the groceries he was able to get after being given a free sample of Zecora’s “Lip Balm”. During his shopping, one of the vendors mentioned seeing Troy fly through town not too long before him. Of course, when he saw the pile of broken bed pieces outside their home, Canvas figured that Troy had to go into town for supplies or a temporary bed. So, with a relieved smile, Canvas trotted back into his house, giving a cheerful, “Honey, I’m back!” as he went to put away the groceries.

Strangely enough, Canvas didn’t hear any response from the Gryphon, and he ended up putting away all of the groceries himself. Even though he didn’t mind doing the task on his own, the stallion still decided to take the first orange creamsicle from the packaging before putting the rest in the freezer, despite knowing how much Troy enjoyed them. While sucking on the frozen treat, he trotted out of the kitchen and up the stairs, wondering if the Gryphon was at least able to do something with the remains of their bed. “Troy? Are you up he…”

The pony paused when he finally reached the top of the steps, momentarily forgetting about his creamsicle when he finally saw why Troy was in town. While it was still lying on the floor, their mattress was now surrounded by at least a dozen thick, plush blankets of different colors, which seemed to blend together in almost a collage sort of way while wrapped around one another. And on the top of the mattress, which was draped with a couple more comforters, the silver Gryphon was sprawled out on top of it, wings spread out as he laid on his back in a near comatose state.

Canvas grew a surprised smile as he quickly realized what his lover had done, and was actually quite impressed he hadn’t thought of the idea himself. Since he was living with a Gryphon boyfriend, it only made sense to have a nest as opposed to a regular bed. And since it was mostly composed of blankets instead of sticks, the stallion honestly had no complaints about the setup. Instead, he only admired the look of the impromptu bedding while finishing his creamsicle, and licked his hoof after tossing the stick into the wastebasket.

With his mouth still tasting the creamy sweetness of his treat, the stallion slowly went towards the nest, and put his forehooves on top of the edge to test its stability. As his brows raised, impressed by both the strength and softness of the nest’s outer shape, Canvas smiled when he walked inside of the nest with the sleeping Gryphon. With each step he made onto the plush bedding, the stallion was beginning to enjoy this setup more than he had his original bed.

Troy shuffled his body a little in his sleep, letting off a small purr as he rested peacefully. Upon closer inspection, Canvas saw that the Gryphon’s grey fur was slightly matted in sweat, undoubtedly having gone through a bit of a workout lugging all those blankets here from Ponyville. As he lifted a hoof, Canvas bit his lip softly when he pressed it against Troy’s chest, just underneath his feathers. Feeling how damp the Gryphon’s body felt, Canvas’s face started to blush, and both of his lips pulled inward from nervousness.

His hoof began to rub against Troy’s sweat-drenched fur, petting him lightly as he saw how the fur was sticking against whatever direction he moved it. When he finally opened his mouth, all that could come from Canvas’s muzzle was a meager shudder as he continued to stroke the Gryphon’s fur, barely noticing his purrs becoming more profound. Instead, all that the stallion could think about was just how thick Troy’s scent was from where he was standing.

While it wasn’t overpowering, the smell of Troy’s unique scent was still fairly noticeable, even while just petting him the way that Canvas was. The slightly spicy, and undeniably masculine aroma was already coming off enough for the stallion to notice, which just made him blush deeper when his nostrils started to flare out. Without even thinking, Canvas’s head began to move in while his second hoof started petting Troy’s chest as well. Rubbing Troy’s wet fur in opposing circles, all that Canvas could hear was the Gryphon’s deep purrs when he moved his head in even closer against him. And with his breathing coming out more shakily with each passing second, Canvas closed his eyes as he tried to settle his nerves, and slowly took in a deep breath through his nostrils while it was less than an inch from Troy’s fur.

That thick musky scent hit the stallion’s senses harder than ever before, and he let off a low, guttural moan when he finally exhaled. While his hooves became less focused on rubbing at Troy’s chest and belly, the stallion went past subtlety and laid down on top of him, pressing his face in against that warm, sweaty fur. His hooves wrapped around the Gryphon as he breathed in once more, letting that strong musk make him moan even louder while muffled against his chest.

While Troy stayed passed out, not even stirring from his exhausting rest, his stallion kept his face pressed in hard against his sweat-matted chest, rubbing against it while moaning and taking in that manly scent. While taking in the purring Gryphon as deeply as he could through his nostrils, Canvas’s hips began to thrust at a slow rhythm, rubbing against the nest’s interior as he let that thick scent stir the deeper recesses of his growing desires.

Canvas’s sheath began to stiffen as it rubbed against the bedding, and his cock slowly began to emerge. The stallion kept rubbing his head in against Troy’s chest, matting his own face in the very sweat that was stirring his own urges, and his moans became stronger as he felt his hardening cock rubbing against the soft comforters underneath him. With each thrust that his hips made, Canvas can feel himself growing a stronger need with each passing second to just take Troy where he was right now. He could only imagine how intense and amazing that could actually feel, and envisioned his own chest pressed hard against the Gryphon’s back, and holding him down as he--

“Hmmmm…”

With only that deep groan from his lover as a warning, Canvas quickly had to pull back as he felt Troy’s body start to move. The Gryphon turned over in his sleep, and rested on his stomach while his wings stayed slightly extended. All the while, Troy continued to let off a soft, unchanging purr. Meanwhile, Canvas’s blush turned to a deep crimson when he saw the very sight he was imagining.

The Gryphon’s backside was absolutely flawless, boasting a firm and muscular build that was barely concealed by his smooth, sweat-glistened fur. As the stallion stared at Troy’s body with building lust, his eyes traveled downward as he saw not a single strand of the Gryphon’s matted fur was out of place. In fact, his grey coat seamed to emphasize how much his fur was pointing downward, like it was directing Canvas towards the grand prize that began at the Gryphon’s tail…

Canvas’s eyes widened when he finally looked down at Troy’s rear, which was laid in front of him like a waiting reward for him to admire. The stallion involuntarily licked his lower lip as he froze with his eyes glued to the toned, yet full rump of his mate. “H… holy…”

Even with how much the stallion was able to draw out beauty from any canvas or backdrop he touched, Canvas knew that he could never be able to fully recreate the sight in front of him. With the way that Troy’s dark grey fur laid flawlessly against his muscular rear, Canvas was almost afraid to touch it with his bare hooves, and risk disturbing its sleek curves. Nevertheless, with the way he felt his own cock nearly throbbing in need, the stallion took the initiative to bring his hooves out, pressing one against each smooth and firm cheek.

Troy’s purr turned louder for a brief second, but soon settled after Canvas’s hooves rested against his rump. The stallion, however, was breathing out more shakily as he eyed the Gryphon’s rump with a bit lip. While Troy’s tail swished lazily from side to side, not giving any sign of the Gryphon’s consciousness, Canvas lifted one his his hooves slowly, and used his foreleg to pull the obstructing object from his view. When his hoof was finally back against Troy’s cheek, with the Gryphon’s tail pulled out of the way by his foreleg, Canvas shuddered in need when he caught sight of what was underneath.

While Troy stayed asleep, undoubtedly not realizing how exposed he was at the moment, Canvas breathed out shakily when he stared at the pink, puckering hole in front of him. Even though he never considered himself to be a huge admirer of that aspect of the male body, the stallion couldn’t deny how turned on he was by the sight of Troy’s pristine entrance presented right in front of him. As his eyes became half-lidded from the lust that was clouding his senses, he couldn’t control himself when he let his head move in…

Canvas slowly closed his eyes, and his mouth opened slightly to allow his tongue to come out. Without even thinking, the stallion kept Troy’s rear firmly in the grasp of his hooves, felt his tongue press against the bare, twitching flesh in front of him. Tasting nothing but the bitter musk of his lover’s sweat on his tongue, Canvas let it mix with the lingering aftertaste of orange and cream as he moaned, and slowly dragged his tongue upward to feel every inch and wrinkle of the Gryphon’s flesh.

Even though he was still asleep, Troy made a light groan as he felt that warm and inviting wetness press against his open hole. And when Canvas’s tongue finally pulled back from the underside of his tail, the Gryphon let off a more legitimate moan when he felt that warmth run up against his hole again…

And again…

After several deep, slow laps against the Gryphon’s rear, Canvas pulled his muzzle in even closer than before. With his cock almost at the threshold, Canvas felt his lust driving him to want more of that taste and feeling on his hungry tongue, which prompted him to plant his lips right against that exposed hole before licking more profoundly.

A deep, tired gasp escaped the Gryphon, and his eyes began to open while Canvas lapped at his rear more rapidly. Not even realizing that Troy was waking up, Canvas had his eyes closed as he continued to eat him out, nearly moaning himself as he went faster through his own overpowering urges.

“Ughhh… ahhh…” In his dazed stupor, Troy didn’t even realize what was happening when he first woke up. But with the way his own cock was nearing full mast from the incredible sensations he was just starting to realize was occurring, Troy’s former purring was now a full-blown moan that accompanied the sound of Canvas’s slurping tongue. “Aaaahhhhh…. Aaaoohhhh…”

Even though he had no idea that Troy was even awake, Canvas’s lust drove him to wrap his hooves around the Gryphon’s waist, and pull his rump upward to get a better hold of him. Troy gasped more profoundly as he felt himself get pulled back, and Canvas’s warm tongue hungrily pressed against his hole even harder than before. If it wasn’t for how intensely amazing the sensation felt, Troy’s voice would’ve came out in a tone louder than a meager moan when he finally tried to speak up. “Ca… Canvas, what… what are youuuuuaaaAAAHHHHH!!”

Feeling how the stallion’s tongue was pushing harder inside of him, opening him up even more, Troy cried out in a mix of confusion and deep pleasure. Panting heavily, Troy was just barely able to turn his head back to see Canvas eating him out. While the stallion’s hooves were wrapped around him, Troy could see from Canvas’s blushed face that he was loving every second spent in this position, despite how tightly his eyes were shut.

As that tongue began to wriggle in deeper into the Gryphon’s quivering hole, Troy’s body gave out as he slumped back into his pillow, only keeping his rear raised for his lover to keep going. With his beak open and panting, Troy didn’t even care that his tongue was slightly lolled out. In fact, of all the things he could have thought of, aside from how amazing that kind of sensation felt against his rear, the one thing Troy was able to note was how infinitely grateful he was for keeping himself clean whenever he could. Because of that, he had absolutely no protests to Canvas’s now rabid assault with his tongue, and could only moan out in a growing need of his own. “A-aahhhh… keep… keep going…”

Canvas didn’t need to be told twice, and was moaning himself as his tongue pushed deeper inside of that unbelievably tight ring. Even though he could almost feel his tongue ache from how hard he had to move it around, he groaned in satisfaction when he felt Troy’s hole relax enough to let him slip deeper inside. As his tongue lapped around eagerly, pulsating and wriggling against Troy’s twitching flesh, he could overhear the Gryphon’s voice as his moans became stronger. “Nnnn… don’t… don’t stop… I… I’m…”

Canvas could feel how hard Troy’s hole was tightening around him, which he knew could only be one thing. Because of that, he tried to move his tongue as much as he could against Troy’s restraints, which only made the Gryphon cry out even deeper in response. Troy’s eyes clenched tightly, making him focus more on how utterly amazing Canvas’s tongue felt back there. Even though he never even knew that sort of thing was possible, Troy couldn’t keep himself still as he pushed his hips back, allowing that thick, wriggling tongue to slide in deeper and press hard against his prostate.

Troy’s talons dug into the bedding as his whole body pulsated, and the intensely wonderful sensation rolled through every inch of him like a tidal wave as his back arched upward. He cried out in pure ecstasy, and his eyes rolled back as he felt himself come without even touching himself. With each mind-blowing pulse that went through his body, the Gryphon could feel his cock practically pouring like a faucet, as cum dribbled out in a weak but steady flow on the new bedding. Meanwhile, Troy’s entire body, and especially his cock, twitched harder than he ever thought possible like electricity was pulsating through every nerve. With the last of his strength, Troy pulled one of his claws back to grab at his cock, and used it to give himself several hard strokes, just to get a few hard spurts of his jizz to shoot out with ease.

While Troy let off a moaning sigh in pleasure before collapsing forward, Canvas’s tongue lingered inside of the of the Gryphon for another moment before slowly pulling out. He gave the outside of Troy’s sensitive hole a few more loving laps, savoring the unique feeling against his tongue before giving it a tender kiss. Panting deeply, Canvas wanted to just leave his lover like this, happy to make him satisfied without even touching him in the front. However, with how badly his own cock was still throbbing, the stallion only stayed still for another moment before pulling himself upward.

“GAH!” Due to how wiped-out he felt from that monumental orgasm, Troy could barely do a thing when he felt Canvas mount himself on top of his backside. And when he felt something new press against his rear, which was both warm and throbbing, Troy tried to speak out in tired protest. “Can… Canvas, I…”

Canvas’s cock was planted right between Troy’s toned cheeks, with the head pressed right at the underside of the Gryphon’s tail. Despite how badly his body wanted to give in, and drive himself deep inside of the Gryphon to plow his tight rear, Canvas shuddered as he settled with rubbing his throbbing cock between those cheeks. With his teeth gritted, Canvas could barely think as he thrust his cock against Troy’s rump as rapidly as he could, anxious to get off while rubbing at his hole.

Even though Troy was already spent, he could only clench his eyes as he felt how the stallion’s thick cock teased at the outside of his already sensitive hole. Rubbing at his raw and twitching flesh, Troy moaned meagerly as he pondered how it feel, just being in this position if Canvas actually decided to--

The sound of a deep, almost primal yell stopped Troy’s lingering thoughts as Canvas finally came. Gripping Troy’s body as tightly as he could, Canvas shot off load after load of his thick cum, which landed against the Gryphon’s rear, back, and spread-out wings in white, sticky ropes. The pony felt his whole body pulsate with each hard throb of his cock, and he could only hold on to his lover as he rode that sensation as long as he could. With the way his cock was twitching almost painfully, Canvas could only pant shakily when he finally let the last of his seed dribble from his head, which poured right against the underside of Troy’s still raised tail.

After shuddering deeply with a hard sigh, Canvas fell off of Troy’s back and back into the nest, looking just as wiped-out as Troy was. Of course, the stallion was still able to look over at him with a tired smile, and only stared at him without needing to say a word.

For a few minutes, neither of them said anything, and just laid next to one another while looking into each other’s eyes. As the glow of the aftermath lingered, and the two rested in their new nest, Troy sighed with a smile as he looked at his mate, and waited a long moment before asking. “So… you like what I did?”

Canvas kept his smile as he lazily looked around the inside of the nest, and nodded when he looked back at the Gryphon. “Yeah… I love it.”

Troy’s smile grew bigger on his beak, which prompted Canvas to finally move in towards him. With his eyes closing shut, Canvas was just about to kiss the Gryphon before feeling him pull back. “WHOA! WHOA!!”

Canvas reopened his eyes in confusion, seeing that Troy pulled back a couple feet with a confounded look on his face. Canvas blinked before asking, “What?”

“What are you doing?!” asked Troy in slight shock.

“Ummm…” Canvas thought that was a fairly dumb question as he responded obviously, “I was going to kiss you?”

Troy’s face turned to a deadpan expression as he stared at Canvas. Before the stallion could ask why he was looking at him like that, he opened his beak and asked, “Dude… where was your tongue no more than a few minutes ago?”

“It was…” Immediately realizing why Troy reacted the way he did, Canvas grew an embarrassed blush as he shut his mouth, pursing his lips in understanding. After making a small nod, the stallion looked away and replied, “Okay, yeah. You have a good point.”

Troy couldn’t help chuckling at the pony’s reaction, and could only lie in the nest for another moment as Canvas finally pulled himself up. “I’ll go and brush my teeth.” As the stallion went toward the stairs, Troy groaned as he made a long stretch, knowing that he would need to take a shower himself.

“Be sure to extra mouthwash!” called out the Gryphon, which was responded by only the closing of the bathroom door downstairs. As he got himself back on all fours, Troy caught a glimpse of himself from the mirror at the corner of the room. Seeing how much his grey fur emphasized the white ropes of cum splattered on his backside, he blushed deeply before making his way down the stairs. With each step, he could feel that one specific glob underneath his tail begin to dribble down, running down right against his still-wet hole.

While hearing Canvas use the shower in the bathroom, Troy paused as he looked back at his backside, letting what happened start to sink in. Even though he couldn’t deny that he loved the things he and his mate have done, the Gryphon was always slightly cautious about actually doing anything other than topping. But right now, with his back and rear splattered in the pony’s seed, all that Troy could think about was what could have happened if Canvas actually did what he thought he would.

Even though he knew the stallion’s size was one of the biggest reasons why he was hesitant to try anything like bottoming, Troy couldn’t stop thinking about it when he finally started to walk again.

Could I handle that sort of thing?

How painful would it have really been?

Would it actually feel similar to what I just experienced just now?

Would…

Would I want that?

By the time Troy snuck around to the outdoor shower behind the barn, making sure that nopony could see him in the state he was in, he turned on the shower to let the water quickly remove all the drying cum from his back. However, before he could clean off his backside as well, including underneath his tail, that last question stayed on Troy’s mind for a little while longer…

And he decided on his answer by the time he finished cleaning himself off.

Chapter Six: An Active Day (Part 1)

Several miles outside of the outskirts of Ponyville, was a lone building that was set up on the exit road that lead to the other, smaller townships in the area. While the place was fairly small, boasting the same size as a modest home, it was still well-known enough to stay in business all times of the year, despite it’s blank appearance on the outside. However, to those that were aware of what kind of place it was, all that it needed was the sign above the shop so ponies would know where to go: Umber’s Exotic Products.

Inside of the shop, not a single pony was inside to browse the numerous aisles the space boasted. Instead, while tasteful jazz played over the store’s overhead speakers, a lone stallion was seated behind the counter at the front with an art magazine in his hooves. Since no customers were around for the moment, there was nothing for the light tan-coated Pegasus to do but sit in wait. Of course, considering what kind of store he ran, he didn’t seem that surprised that no ponies were around during the middle of the day.

The pony looked around briefly, and made a small shiver due to the store feeling colder than usual. Even though he turned off the air conditioning an hour ago, the place still felt rather chilly due to the fall season soon approaching. So, the Pegasus took a moment before reaching underneath his counter to pull out his striped sweater. Since his mane was a pale orange, his sweater seemed to match his appearance quite well with various neutral and warm colors. Just as the sweater was fully on, concealing his wings without covering his cutie mark of an ink pen on his flank, the front door’s bell made a distinct “ding” to indicate somepony entering.

When he turned his attention to the door, his brows raised in pleasant surprise when he saw the couple walk into his shop. “Hello!” said the stallion cheerfully when Troy and Canvas entered the store. “Welcome to Umber’s Exotic Products. How can I help you?”

Despite the Pegasus’s cheerful greeting, Troy’s cheeks blushed briefly as he looked away with a sheepish expression. Fortunately, the aqua stallion beside him looked fairly less embarrassed, even though the two were inside of a store that specialized in… mature products. “Hello there,” said Canvas with a smile of his own as he greeted the clerk. He walked over to the counter, and readjusted the art bag draped at his side when he asked, “So, I take it that you’re Umber?”

“I sure am,” said the stallion confidently, not embarrassed one bit about his place of work. “Is there anything I can do for you?”

“Actually, I think so…” As Canvas opened his bag to rifle through the contents, Troy seemed slightly uncomfortable as he looked around the vacant store. On the wall right beside the front door of the shop, a massive shelf of film reels was arranged in alphabetical order across the entire wall; of course, from first glance, Troy could see from many of the titles that they probably weren’t known for their intriguing plotlines or skilled writing. But who knows? Maybe ‘Full-Flanked Milfs in Heat 6’ was the next contender for the Equestrian Film Awards this year.

And on the shelf opposite of the adult films, the Gryphon saw that it was donned with various accessories that seemed appropriate for ‘Fifty Shades of Hay’. Cuffs, whips, riding crops, and many other items were strewn across in such a way to make Troy’s cheeks turn redder in nervousness. While he knew that he shouldn’t feel so weird about being here, standing around this much porn and sex-themed products at once was still more than a little overwhelming.

Meanwhile, Canvas finally found what he was looking for, and pulled out a clear plastic baggie. Inside of the bag, the torn beak sheath from a few days before was inside. Canvas put the bag on the counter before explaining, “A friend of ours bought us this beak sheath for us to use, but it kinda… tore halfway through.”

“Ooh…” Umber’s brows rose as he bent his head down to look at the product, not touching it himself with his hooves. Seeing that the tear was at the beak sheathe’s tip, he made a small “Hmmm” to himself as his muzzle skewed slightly. “Well, let me see here…”

He looked up to turn his attention towards Troy, who was still looking around apprehensively. “Excuse me?”

“Hm?” Troy jolted a little as he looked towards the counter, and saw the Pegasus motion him to come over with a hoof. Troy still felt nervous, but it was mostly about the shop itself, so he didn’t hesitate much to come to the counter.

Umber finally picked up the baggie, and looked between the sheathe and Troy for a moment while pondering. “Hmmm… I think I know the issue here.” He turned back to Canvas to explain while pointing a hoof towards Troy. “It seems like your friend got the wrong size for his beak here. That is, if he was the one using it.”

Troy gave Umber a deadpan stare. “Well, I can’t think of anyone else in town that can use a beak sheath.”

Despite the Gryphon’s sarcastic tone, Umber just giggled and made a shrug of his shoulders. “Yeah, I suppose that was an obvious assumption.”

“Wait, the wrong size?” asked Canvas confusedly. “I didn’t think there were other sizes.”

“Well, of course!” said the stallion as he pointed to small box near the end of the counter, which carried several fresh packages of beak sheathes. He looked over at them as he added “I carry them right over the--”

Of course, as soon as he saw his small box, his statement paused when he realized all the packages were the same. Even though he just said they came in various sizes, it would’ve been hard to guess that from all of them being the small sheathes in pink. “Oh!” He peered inside of the box briefly, realizing his mistake before looking back at the two with an embarrassed smile. “I guess I must’ve only had the small ones out front.”

Umber then lifted the side door of the counter so he could walk out, and trotted towards the back room where the inventory was. Because of the security gem that was placed above the shop's main door, the shop-owner didn't have much worry about the two recognizable guys being left alone for a minute. “Just wait here,” said the Pegasus in a chipper tone before he was out of sight from the couple. “I know I have some of the other sizes in the back. Just look around the shop if you want.”

“Alright,” said Canvas with a wave before Umber disappeared into the back room. Of course, when he looked back at his boyfriend, the stallion’s smile lessened when he saw how cautious Troy still looked. “Umm… Troy?” asked Canvas. “What’s wrong?”

“N-nothing,” said the Gryphon quickly enough to not sound insincere; however, the way his feathers were ruffled definitely gave off the opposite impression. He looked away from the stallion awkwardly as he saw how many shelves there were in this small shop. “It’s just sorta… weird being here.”

Even though Canvas couldn’t say he was as nervous as his partner, he still understood enough to give the Gryphon a caring nuzzle at his side. “Oh, it’s alright, “ said the artist assuredly. “From what I heard, lots of ponies come by here.”

“I know, I know…” Troy’s blush only deepened as he answered honestly. “It’s just that… I’ve never been in one of these places before.”

Both of Canvas’s brows raised in slight surprise, not expecting the Gryphon to admit something like that. “Really? Like… ever?”

Troy just shook his head with a more embarrassed expression on his face. “No, I… can’t really say that I have.”

Even though the stallion was surprised, he looked around the store for a brief moment before responding with a meager sigh. “Huh. Well…” He looked back at Troy as he asked, “Are you… okay with being here?”

“Yeah, I am. It’s just… awkward, that’s all…”

Seeing how the Gryphon was looking, Canvas could only nod in understanding. After looking around the shop for a moment, the stallion grabbed two of the shopping baskets from the front counter. He gave one them to Troy before saying in a more optimistic tone of voice. “How about this: Since we both brought some bits with us, maybe we can both buy some stuff separately? You can buy what you want, and I can buy want I want...” Canvas’s eyes narrowed on the Gryphon as he grew a more sultry smirk on his muzzle. “And, who knows? Maybe we can surprise each other a bit.”

Troy held his basket in his claw, and looked around the store as his thoughts kept racing. While he couldn’t deny that Canvas had an interesting idea, the Gryphon still seemed a bit cautious when he looked back at him. “S-so… are you suggesting that we just… buy things for ourselves?”

Canvas made a small shrug while keeping his grin. “Well… for ourselves or for each other…” After thinking it over for a couple seconds, he clarified his statement by adding, “I just mean, maybe we can see what could be fun for us. Who knows?”

Despite still feeling unsure what to actually do, Troy was able to understand his coltfriend’s idea enough to make a small nod in agreement. “W-well… I… I guess that could be interesting…”

Canvas’s smile grew as me made a small giggle, and he bent in to give the Gryphon a kiss on his beak. “Alright,” said the stallion while holding his basket by his side, “I’ll keep my purchases private, and I won’t see what you buy. Deal?”

Troy nodded with a firm, albeit still uneasy look on his face. “I… I guess so…”

Canvas replied with a small nuzzle at the Gryphon’s side, and then began to trot away with his basket toward the other end of the store. “Just look around a bit,” said the pony with an optimistic tone as he walked away. “Who knows? Maybe you’ll see something you like.”

Even though he nodded his head, Troy still seemed uncomfortable as he stayed in place by the counter. After Canvas disappeared near the end of the shop, he finally responded with a weak, “Well… I hope so…”

Troy took a deep breath with his eyes closed, hoping that doing so would help to calm his nerves about being in a place so alien to him. Even though the Gryphon Kingdom had a few magazine stands that sold adult material, he didn’t know of a single establishment in the entire nation that had this much stuff all in one spot. So, after opening his eyes, the Gryphon decided to walk around the far end of the shop and see what aisles might appeal to his interests. Of course, while Troy walked past the row of whips and chains, he could hear his boyfriend make an impressed “Ooh” before pulling something off a shelf at the other end of the store. He wasn’t sure what it was, but the Gryphon decided to walk into a random aisle in an attempt to find something to pique his interests.

Meanwhile, Canvas had a more confident smirk on his muzzle while keeping his basket in his hoof. After grabbing a couple specific items from the clothing section, he planned to see what else this shop had to offer. Of course, when the back door to the shop reopened, he paused momentarily when Umber came back up to him with a box on his back. “Here you go”, said the Pegasus while holding a couple packages between his teeth. Two fresh packages of beak sheaths were dropped into Canvas’s basket, which carried those of a noticeably larger size alongside their ruby red color. “Hopefully those will work out better for you two,” said the stallion with a wink. “And if you want, I can throw those in for free with your purchase.”

“Really?” said Canvas with a surprised smile. “Wow, that’s really nice of you!”

“Oh, it isn’t a problem,” assured Umber with a tile of his head. “I didn’t realize I only had the small ones on display anyw--”

“GAH!!!”

Umber and Canvas turned their heads to the sound of the yelp, and saw Troy quickly shoot out of one of the aisles like it was emitting a poisonous cloud. The two could see the Gryphon look back at the aisle for a moment with a shocked and weirded expression before shuddering strongly. While Troy went into a different aisle, Canvas turned his head back to Umber when he heard him giggle to himself.

The Pegasus had a hoof to his muzzle while he chuckled, and eventually brought it down to explain. “I… think your buddy accidentally walked into the ‘Adult Foal’ aisle...”

Canvas’s eyes widened before looking back to where Troy was formerly at. “Wait, really?!” The aqua pony considered leaning in a bit to take a peek, but decided against it with a shuddered shake of his head. “Ugh, I don’t even want to know…”

Umber just shrugged and replied, “Hey, you’d be surprised how popular that section really is.”

“Ech, I suppose…” Wanting to clear his head of that detail, Canvas began to walk away to explore any aisle instead of that one. “Well, thanks for the sheaths, Mister Umber. And, the warning…”

Even though he could hear Umber laugh on his way back to the counter, Canvas also overheard his boyfriend grabbing something at another section of the store. While his ears perked up curiously, the pony merely smirked in anticipation before continuing his own shopping. He may have had no idea what Troy was looking at, but he was happy that the Gryphon was starting to get used to the store as well.

For about fifteen minutes, both of them browsed along most of the aisles of the shop, and each were able to hear whenever the other added something to their basket. Whether it was the distinct jingle of hangers from the clothing aisle, the clinking of something metal, or just the clunk of a box or package, both of them were blushing more at the thought of what the other was getting than they were at their own purchases. In fact, the only time either of them spoke was when Canvas asked about something, which Troy overheard from a couple aisles over.

“Hey, Umber. What are sounding rods for? Is that for like, ears or something?”

“Oh, nooooo… No, no, no…” Umber could be heard giggling before adding. “That’s for a much different hole! Read the package.”

“Oh, here it is. Let me see… Lubrication is highly recommended before inserting into the urethral--AAHHH!”

Troy nearly dropped his basket from laughing so hard, and he was sure that Canvas was blushing deeper than anything when he heard him hastily place the package of rods back where he found them. But still, despite having no experience inside of a store like this, Troy had to admit that it was good that he and Canvas shopped separately. Given what’s been on his mind recently, he was wanting to privately see what this store had to help him out.

By the time Troy got all the items he needed, he had a pleased smile when the lids on both sides of the basket’s top were able to close fully. He may have not gotten a ton of things, but he still felt it was more than enough for his first time here. As the Gryphon walked over to the counter, he saw that Canvas was near the magazine rack, browsing one of the store’s ‘high’ literature. Of course, what made Troy widen his eyes in confusion was what his boyfriend was actually reading.

After peering over Canvas’s shoulder to make sure the magazine title was correct, he peered down at him and asked, “Really? A Playcolt?”

“Hm?” Canvas looked up to his boyfriend and made a small shrug. “Yeah. So?” He turned back to the article he was reading as he said, “There’s a really good interview piece in here with Fancy Pants. If anything, I might buy this just for that.”

After seeing that Canvas was indeed reading one of the few pages that didn’t feature any mares, Troy couldn’t help cackling while shaking his head. “I swear, I think you’re the only stallion who ever said you were reading Playcolt for the articles without it being a lie!”

Umber piped up from behind the counter. “Not true! I read them for the articles too.”

While Troy looked back at Umber briefly with a skewed brow, Canvas chuckled at the Gryphon’s statement and said, “Well, I suppose I can’t blame you for thinking that. But to be honest, I actually read these back in high school too.”

“Seriously?” asked Troy as he turned back to his coltfriend.

Canvas nodded, albeit more weakly than before. “Well, yeah. I mean, I only bought a few issues, but those were just as decoys. I hid my real stuff underneath a loose floorboard in my closet, and I put the Playcolts underneath the mattress in case my Dad ever tried to snoop around.”

“Ah…” As soon as he heard Canvas mention his Dad, Troy’s shoulders slumped down a little bit in disheartenment. While he didn’t want to be reminded of that bastard, he knew that he couldn’t complain. Given what kind of place Canvas grew up in, the Gryphon could only imagine how hard it could’ve been for his coltfriend to live in that kind of environment.

Canvas flipped through a couple pages of the magazine as he continued. “Plus, I tried to look through them a couple times to see if they did anything for me. But in the end, it only just confirmed that I wasn’t into mares…” Canvas stopped at the centerfold of the magazine, and unfolded it to reveal a mare lying on her back in a bed covered in roses. Due to the camera being angled from high above, the mare’s laid-back position gave a very detailed view of her wettened slit between her open legs. Canvas carried a slightly skewed expression while looking at the photograph, obviously not getting much interest from it.

Troy, on the other hoof, peered in closer as he stared at the centerfold with widened eyes. His head tilted to the side like a curious eagle as he asked, “So… do all mares look like that?”

Canvas shrugged his shoulder. “I really don’t think you should be asking me that question, but… probably, I guess.”

Troy blinked a couple times as his eyes narrowed on the picture. “Man… that looks totally different from a Gryphon’s…”

Canvas looked back at his boyfriend to ask, “And how would you know that?”

“What? I told you we had magazines back home! Wait…” Troy pulled away from the Playcolt issue to scan the rest of the magazine rack. While Canvas placed the magazine in his basket for future reading (being careful to make sure Troy didn’t see the other contents inside), Umber noted the Gryphon’s frustrated expression while he struggled to find something in the rack.

The Pegasus spoke up for him to hear, “Uhhh… I think Hot Chicks is at the bottom.”

“Oh, there they are…” Troy pulled out the issue from the bottom, and gave the clerk a quick “Thanks” before opening the magazine. Canvas peered in from Troy’s side while he flipped through the pages, and stopped on the shot of a stunning brown Gryphoness lying on a rock outdoors. Her pose was much more blatant than the Playcolt model’s, as she held up one of her legs high to show off her exposed labia. Of course, despite how spread-open she was presenting herself, it was clear that the Gryphoness’ lips and slit were much thinner in comparison to a mare’s. While the Playcolt model had rather thick vaginal lips, this one was surprisingly more discrete and subtle in comparison.

“See?” asked Troy as he glanced back at his coltfriend. “That’s what I’ve seen from magazines back home.”

“Huh…” Canvas browsed through more of the pages after Troy handed him the magazine, and it was clear that he looked more curious about it than he was for the models in Playcolt. Meanwhile, Troy’s eyes caught sight of a particular magazine at the top of the rack, which had an article name which had his attention. Looking between his partner and the issue, he carefully used his tail to grab it without Canvas’s suspicion. Umber watched carefully, remembering what he heard a merchant say about a Gryphon who used her tail to steal an apple in town, as Troy slowly placed the magazine in his basket and closed the lid.

“I gotta say…” Canvas had an impressed smirk on his muzzle as he continued to scan the pages of Gryphonesses in various poses. “Whoever did the lighting for these shots is amazing!”

Troy turned back to him with a befuddled look, and saw that Canvas was at a page where a light pink Gryphoness was in mid-orgasm while using a dildo on herself. “Seriously? That’s what catches your attention?! The lighting?”

“I can’t help it!” Canvas tried looking back at previous pages to see if any of them had a name at the bottom. “Whoever did the photography for these really knew what they were doing. I’m really impressed, Troy!” After seeing the name for the photographer on one page, and writing it down on a notepad in his art bag (all while Troy shook his head in disbelief), Canvas looked back up at the Gryphon and asked, “Are all Gryphon magazines like that?”

“Nooooo…” Troy shook his head strongly with widened eyes as he made that statement as clear as possible. “Seriously, no! In fact, that one’s pretty tame, to be honest! You’d be shocked if you read something like Squatter!”

Canvas and Umber both looked at Troy curiously, but the aqua stallion was the first to ask, “Ummm… Squatter?”

“Uh, yeah. It’s…” Realizing what he said, Troy turned embarrassed as he looked away and rubbed the back of his head nervously. With a small blush appearing beneath his silver feathers, the Gryphon reluctantly continued in a more flustered tone. “Well, ummm… there’s a big fetish back in the Gryphon Kingdom, and a lot of guys have a thing for…” Troy cringed a little, but only paused for a second before admitting in a weirded-out tone. “For, ummm… egg-laying.”

Canvas reeled back with a grossed-out look on his face. “Eww! Are you serious?!”

“Dead serious,” said the Gryphon with a firm glance back at his coltfriend. “I mean, I’m not into it, but all my older brothers have subscriptions to Squatter! It’s kinda creepy how popular that magazine actually is. Every magazine stand had them!”

“Ugh…” Canvas shook his head as he struggled to grasp that concept, and placed the issue of Hot Chicks back in its place. “Well… whatever floats their boat, I guess.”

While Troy shrugged his shoulders, both he and Canvas overheard Umber at the counter muttering to himself slowly, “Squatter…”

The two turned their heads to the counter, and saw the Pegasus with a pencil in his mouth writing the name down on a sheet of paper. When he finished getting the name down, he noticed how the two were staring at them before putting down his pencil. “What? I have a business to run! Besides, oviposition is a huge fetish nowadays. If ponies like eggs going in, why not the opposite?”

Troy and Canvas’s expressions only turned more uncomfortable, and the Gryphon asked in slight disgust, “Ovi-what now?!”

“Oh, it’s some Changeling thing.” Umber pointed a hoof to one of the walls that shelved the various toys he got from Terrible Drake. One of which was pitch-black, and had a weird alien-like shape that had a wide opening at the tip. “That one is based off some egg-laying appendage that Changeling Queens possess, and it comes with a kit for egg-shaped gelatin pieces that you put inside of the base. It also comes with a pump that shoots the eggs up inside the toy, and they come out at the top while inside--”

“Ughhh!!” Troy clenched his eyes shut and waved his claw to make Umber stop. “I don’t wanna know, I don’t wanna know!”

While Canvas stared at the toy for another moment with a disturbed look and a small blush, Umber merely shrugged and turned his attention back to the two customers. “So, you two find what you were looking for?”

Troy and Canvas looked back at each other for a second, and both of them smiled as they turned back to the clerk. “Yep,” said the stallion with a smirk as he placed his basket on the counter first. “I think we--”

DING!

The front door to the shop opened again, and all three turned to see Rainbow Dash stroll in while looking through her saddlebag. “Hey, Umber. You know if my order came in ye--GAAAHHH!!!”

As soon as she look up and saw the wide-eyed couple. Dash froze at the spot like a deer in the headlights. After a few seconds of silence, the mare whipped her head around like a startled housecat before stammering out loud. “Uhhhh… I… Th-th-this isn’t the gym!!”

She quickly bolted out of the store in a split second, not bothering to pick up her order while the other three could be heard cracking up inside.

After their less than normal shopping trip, Canvas and Troy headed back home with the shopping bags at their sides. Fortunately, Umber’s Exotic Products happened to use plain brown bags instead of anything with logos (for very obvious reasons), so the couple didn’t have to deal with any uncomfortable stares or conversations with other ponies during their trek back to the house. As soon as they got back into their home, Canvas happily trotted up the stairs first his bag. “Hey Troy, can you wait downthairs a thecond?” asked the stallion while the handle was in his mouth. “Ah wanna make thure my thingsh are a thurprishe.“

“No prob,” said Troy as he put down his own bag, but he made sure to keep his eyes on Canvas until he was out of sight. When the pony was finally upstairs, Troy went into his own bag as soon as he overheard Canvas ruffling through his. Troy pulled out the magazine he purchased earlier, which was titled Bottoms Up. And from the look of the cover, which featured an obviously feminized unicorn stallion on the front wearing a pair of pink panties (which were barely able to conceal the leaking bulge practically bursting at the front), it was fairly clear what kind of content the magazine was going to contain. However, the Gryphon didn’t buy the magazine for the stallion on the front, but rather for the title of an article printed near the bottom:

‘Curious About A Switch? 5 Rules You Need To Know Before Bottoming~’

Troy clenched his beak a little in apprehension, and his cheeks were clearly blushing from the thoughts of what that article might have inside. After glancing up at the the loft again, Troy decided that it might be safer to read the article in a more private place. So, after grabbing his bag of items, the Gryphon went into the bathroom and locked the door.

Even though Troy wasn’t able to properly use the shower in the bathroom due to its size, he was at least grateful that the pony-sized toilet wasn’t impractical enough for his stature. The Gryphon made sure to put down the lid before sitting down, and opened the magazine to the section he was looking for. At the top of the page, the headshot of a tan unicorn stallion with a brown mane was shown with a small smirk on his muzzle. Next to the photo was the pony’s name, who was appropriately named Sweet Cheeks, along with his notation as being the author of this article. And underneath that, the title was written in bold pink font which made Troy squirm in discomfort:

‘Wanting to try bottoming? Here are the facts you need to know!’

Despite knowing what he was wanting to do, the Gryphon still felt apprehensive about reading much more due to the way this article was presented. But after closing his eyes to make a quick sigh, Troy regained his focus and continued to read on.

‘Rule number one: Don’t Rush Into It! The rectum is a muscle, and like all muscles, you shouldn’t start with anything too big. If you feel that something could be too long or thick for you, don’t risk it! Try something smaller as a training tool and work your way up!’

Troy’s beak was clamped shut, mostly since he couldn’t argue with that rule one bit. Thinking it over, the Gryphon knew that Canvas’s equipment might be too much for him to take at the moment. Heck, back when the two were in bed with Troy underneath the stallion, he was almost certain that Canvas was going to try ramming it in without a second thought. Of course, that memory only made Troy blush even deeper as his feathers started to ruffle out.

Mostly since a part of him wasn’t against that idea in the slightest.

Troy took a deep breath as he continued to read, and the rest of the rules and tips seemed pretty basic; the importance of proper cleaning before sex, as well as how to correctly use tools meant for those things, what kinds of lubrication work best, and breathing techniques meant to relax the body to prepare for penetration. But when Troy got to the last section of the article, his eyes widened as he saw what final suggestion Sweet Cheeks had listed.

‘And last but not least, if you want to know if bottoming is something you can enjoy, using a proper toy will usually do the trick! Whether it’s a dildo or a plug (or something around the house with a base), just remember to go slowly and carefully your first time. Finding your prostate might be tricky for first-timers, but it can open up a whole new world of pleasure when you do~’

Seeing the mention of toys, Troy blinked a couple times before glancing over at his bag lying on the floor. During his trek around the shop, Troy made sure to get the items that he knew he would need, and was fortunate that there was a particular box that suited his needs perfectly. The Gryphon placed the magazine back into his bag, and then pulled out the box labeled Anal Plug Training Kit: Set of Three Sizes.

Judging by the clear packaging on the front which showed the three plugs, Troy could see that this could actually work. The smallest plug actually looked quite manageable, and the largest one seemed to have the same girth at its widest as his boyfriend’s member. As he stared at the box, Troy pondered whether or not he shoul--

Knock Knock Knock!

“GAH!” Troy quickly shoved the box back into its bag before shouting “I’m in here!”

“Oh! Sorry,” said Canvas apologetically through the other side of the door. “I just wanted to say that I got my things hidden.”

“Uhh… okay,” replied the Gryphon in a slightly flustered tone, hoping that Canvas didn’t hear the ruffling that came from his bag. “Th-thanks, babe.”

“Oh, and I was wanting to ask,” added the stallion while still by the door. “Do you know where the movie tickets we bought are?”

“Ummm… I think they’re on the fridge door on a magnet.”

“Oh, alright. Thanks.”

The sound of Canvas’s hooves could be heard walking away from the door, and Troy sighed as he settled on top of the toilet seat. Due to their shopping trip, Troy forgot that they bought tickets in advance for the new werewolf movie that recently came out. And looking over at the small clock that hung by the door, he was able to see that they still had about two and a half hours before that flick started.

Perhaps…

Troy peered down at his bag again, now with a much deeper blush than what he had before. Since Canvas would think that his boyfriend was occupied in the bathroom, and there was plenty of time to spare, the Gryphon looked at the door briefly and made sure the lock was on. And in a split-second decision, Troy took a breath before taking out the box again.

And also, the bottle of lubricant he bought.

While he couldn’t believe he was going to do this, Troy’s heart began to race at the thought of what he was actually going to try. Even though he knew this wasn’t going to be anything like what Canvas did with his tongue the other day, the Gryphon was still adamant about getting himself ready for more. After the things he felt from that experience, Troy knew that he wasn’t going to let this desire slip by because of any fears or uncertainties. He wanted to get himself prepared for this, and like the magazine said, he needed to train first.

Troy carefully opened one end of the box with his talons, and pulled out the clear plastic packaging that held the three plugs. All of them were black and smooth, and seemed to be made of a silicone of some kind to ensure slickness. All of them also had an odd-looking red dot at the bottom. While he pulled out the smallest plug from its packaging, Troy didn’t notice the little black remote that fell out of the box, and onto the bathroom rug where he couldn’t hear it.

Looking at the plug, Troy could see that its width was fairly small near the base, but quickly went out to about two inches at its widest point above it. While he knew that it might not be that large (especially in comparison to the others), it still intimidated the Gryphon enough to make him wonder if this was a good idea. But after a quick shake of his head, Troy regained his composure and grabbed the bottle of lube with his other claw.

As he uncapped the bottle and began to pour a generous amount on the tip of the plug, Troy couldn’t stop thinking about how it would feel as his clenched beak skewed in anticipation. Even though he couldn’t say he thought about that sort of thing much before being with Canvas, that encounter from the other day made him wonder about it more than ever. Remembering how that warm, slick tongue of the stallion’s slid inside of him and made his entire body pulsate like crazy, Troy had to know if doing anything more was really possible for him.

The Gryphon placed the properly lubed plug down on the top of the toilet lid, and closed his eyes as he carefully positioned himself on top of it. With his breathing coming out shakily, Troy was already growing hard as he tried to think about what could be in that plug’s place. His mind quickly got the perfect thought as his tail slowly lifted upward, and the Gryphon envisioned himself in his nest with Canvas. The pony was lying underneath him, looking up at Troy with a lustrous grin on his face.

And as he lowered himself down, Troy imagined that huge, throbbing cock of the stallion’s as the tip of the plug touched his hole.

Troy tried to breathe out heavily, remembering the advice given in that article. While he knew that the plug was still small, he didn’t want to tense himself up too much for it to not go in. So after a few deep breaths, all while envisioning his coltfriend underneath him, Troy began to push himself down. While one claw kept the plug in place underneath him, and the other propped against the bathroom counter for leverage, Troy imagined that Canvas’s hooves were held against his sides, like he was guiding the Gryphon down into his cock.

“That’s right, big boy,” Troy thought, imagining Canvas’s voice as he carefully lowered himself down on top of the plug. “You know you wanna take that…”

Troy could feel the tip of the plug begin to slide in, and he was surprised just how easily the top half was able to enter inside of him without much trouble. But before he could even open his eyes, they clenched tighter as he felt the first bout of resistance. Halfway towards the thickest part of the plug, Troy could feel it take up more space, and his hole began to stretch against the ever-widening silicone it was wrapped around. A brief gasp escaped the Gryphon, and he had to pause briefly when he felt just how thick the plug was feeling. And he wasn’t even at the largest width of it yet.

“Don’t stop, Troy…”

Canvas’s voice entered his mind again, and Troy tried to think of the pony underneath him. Imagining his face, the Gryphon could see Canvas giving an encouraging smirk as he held him in place over his rigid member. “Come on, little chickie,” the pony would say, licking his lips up at Troy as he coaxed him into doing deeper. “You wanna feel me inside, don’t you?~”

With his own cock starting to throb at the thought of his partner calling him that, Troy couldn’t help nodding to his own thoughts. As his face grew a deeper shade of red through his feathers, Troy grunted as he pushed himself down harder. The pain started to become more apparent, and his beak opened as he winced from the intensity of it. Even with the lubrication, the Gryphon could feel his hole tighten around the toy, like it was trying to spit it out.

Nevertheless, Troy pushed himself down on the plug even harder in response, letting it go deeper inside and stretch his hole even more. A throaty groan came out of his beak, and he almost stopped his movements until hearing Canvas’s voice again.

“Oh, yeah…” Troy thought about his partner’s voice becoming more strained, like the pony was struggling not to cum right then and there. “D-don’t stop, little chickie… You’re… you’re almost at the r-ridge…”

Troy moaned at the thought of that stallion’s thick cock, and imagined that thick, meaty medial ridge just an inch from going inside of him. With his own cock beginning to leak at the mental image, the Gryphon clenched his beak shut before deciding to go for it. He wanted that cock. He wanted to have Canvas hold him tightly and claim him for his own. He wanted to be filled, and to be left moaning and squirming in pleasure and need like Canvas had been with him.

But despite the immense pain that came from that last push, which made the Gryphon feel like he was about to tear apart, that intensity from the plug’s thickest point lasted for only a second. As soon as the plug’s widest part sunk in, Troy’s hole quickly tightened up around the smallest point directly underneath. The Gryphon let out a shaky breath as he sighed deeply, and he felt like his hole was almost sucking the plug in from how much the base continuously pressed against his rear. After pulling his claw away, Troy took a brief moment to let his body settle, and then he sat himself down against the toilet lid.

As soon as he sat down, a huge wave of pleasure shot through his entire body as he felt the plug sink in even deeper. A hearty moan broke through his beak, and he had to grab the towel from the rack in front of him to muffle his noises. While one claw held the towel against his face to silence his moans, his other claw quickly wrapped around his cock. He began to vigorously stroke himself, imagining his stallion underneath him crying out in ecstasy. He could imagine how warm Canvas’s seed would feel inside of him when he came, and the Gryphon’s head rolled back as he thought about the pony’s cock pulsating in him, before he would flood his insides with--

BANG BANG BANG!!

“TROY!” shouted Canvas from the other side of the bathroom door again, which was enough to make Troy scream and nearly fall off the toilet. Canvas’s voice sounded much more panicked as he shouted, “Troy, I just looked at the tickets, and we got the wrong time! These aren’t for the six pm screening! They’re for four pm!”

Troy groaned in pain as he cat in a fetal position on the toilet. Due to that interruption, he felt like he his balls were about to burst from being edged that hard. But despite how badly his cock throbbed for its much needed attention, the Gryphon’s focus changed after registering what his coltfriend just told him. “Wha… I was… wait, WHAT?!”

“Yes, the tickets say they’re for four!!” yelled Canvas before running from the door. Troy could hear the stallion running to grab something (probably his art bag) as he continued to shout, “Troy, if we don’t make it in twenty minutes, we can’t use those tickets! We gotta go NOW!”

“NOW?!” Troy had both claws at his crotch as he panted rapidly. He looked over at the clock again, seeing that the time was at 3:41. While he knew that going from their house to the movie theater in twenty minutes would be cutting it extremely short, the Gryphon wasn’t sure if he could go without tending to his very obvious problem. But before he could even think about rubbing one off as quickly as he could, Troy heard Canvas bang at the bathroom door again. “Troy, come on!!”

“A-alright!!” blurted the Gryphon, which made him freeze in the realization that he won’t be able to cum yet. Even with his cock throbbing and his balls risking becoming blue, Troy knew it was too late. Even as he raised himself up from his seat, Troy could barely even think about the plug still in his rear as he grabbed his things to place back into the bag. As his whole body shook in need, the Gryphon couldn’t help looking down at his desperately throbbing cock before muttering feebly, “S-sorry…”

Troy quickly rushed out of the bathroom and went up the stairs, making the plug inside of him become apparent when he placed his bag in the corner of the loft. But given the time, Troy couldn't risk pulling it out without Canvas noticing (not to mention the mess it could make if he pulled it out now). So, in the split second he needed to decide, Troy chose to to just rush out of the house without tending to his plug, hoping to any Princess listening that he wasn’t going to regret that decision.

Canvas was looking inside of his bag as he placed the tickets in one of the pockets, so he didn’t see Troy’s erect cock swinging around while he ran past him. After checking to see that the couple’s drinks and snacks were discreetly stashed at the bottom, Canvas looked in the bathroom in case Troy forgot something. The stallion didn’t notice anything on the counter, but he did notice some odd black object on the bathroom rug. Not knowing what it was, Canvas shrugged before placing the remote to Troy’s plug inside of his bag and going to the front door. And with the Gryphon waiting outside, Canvas locked the door behind him before the two went off.

Chapter Seven: An Active Day (Part 2)

Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it…

Alas, despite how badly Troy tried, it was clear what was taking up the majority of his thoughts as he flew towards the movie theater with Canvas on his back. While flying in a somewhat shaky manner (which even Canvas was beginning to notice), the Gryphon wasn’t sure which detail was more apparent: that his cock was still hard and out of its sheath, or that each flap of his wings caused his hole to contract around that plug which was still in his rear. Even though he already felt too strained to fly correctly with how stiff his wings were, he knew that it was a better choice than trying to walk the entire distance in the state he was in. Plus, if his coltfriend wasn’t on his back, then there would a good chance he’d see it and freak out before they got there.

So, in a split-second decision which he knew was the wrong option, Troy chose to just go to the movies with his partner without relieving himself, and without removing his butt plug. As they got closer to the theater, Troy’s worries only grew as he felt his cock throbbing between his legs. But fortunately, something in the Gryphon’s line of vision gave him a quick idea:

A row of several cumulus clouds.

The clouds were about twenty feet higher in altitude than where Troy and Canvas were currently at, but the Gryphon’s eyes narrowed on them in focus. He could tell that even with his stiffened wings, he could possibly get up to those clouds with a steep enough swoop, and hopefully use their colder temperatures to tend to his fully unsheathed issue. So, after making sure his boyfriend was secure on his back, Troy pulled his wings back and raised his body up higher.

“W-whoa!!!” Canvas had to grip his hooves tighter around Troy’s neck, and shouted while the Gryphon soared just over the first cloud. “T-Troy! What the heck are you doing?!”

Troy didn’t answer, and instead made a straight line over the group of cumulus clouds as fast as he could. Even though most of his body swooped right over the brisk clouds, Troy held back a strained gasp as he felt his cock rip through the tops of them like a boat’s rudder. His face strained from the intense coldness touching his exposed flesh, and he could feel the plug being sucked in much tighter in an attempt to alleviate the discomfort. Even though each pull from that plug in his hole made his cock throb in eager need, Troy was able to feel it begin to recede by the time the last cloud was passed. The Gryphon sighed in brief relief before soaring back down to lower altitudes, and he made a quick glance down to see if there was any change.

While his erection was greatly diminished, it was clear from the bobbing pink flesh still sticking out at the tip that Troy was at least at half mast.

“TROY!” shouted Canvas loud enough to make Troy jolt his head back up. “What was THAT for?!”

“Oh! Ummm…” Realizing he didn’t make a valid explanation for that sudden change in flight, the Gryphon stammered a bit and replied, “I-I was… running my claws through the clouds to wash them?”

Canvas’s head tilted to the side in confusion.

“I mean,“ continued Troy as he tried to look ahead during flight. “Y-you did make me leave the bathroom pretty quickly. I didn’t have much time to wash them…”

Troy was worried about whether or not Canvas would buy that, but he was mostly just shocked that he managed to come up with that lie on the spot. Fortunately, Canvas raised his brows and made a quick “Ohhh” in immediate understanding. “Okay, that makes sense.”

After a quick sigh of relief, Troy turned his head around to add, “Umm, sorry for doing that on short notice.”

“Oh, no. You’re fine,” said the stallion with a shrug and a smile back at him. “I get it, Troy. Just give me a little warning next time, okay?”

Troy nodded with a smile of his own, and was rewarded with a quick peck on the cheek from his coltfriend. While blushing, the Gryphon refocused on his flying and picked up the pace. As he soared as quickly as he could towards the movie theater, his entire body tensed while positioned like a bullet. Unfortunately, that tension also made his rear tighten around the butt plug during the flight.

And each squeeze sent another rush of blood down to his slowly growing erection.

Troy and Canvas finally landed outside the movie theater, and the stallion was pleased to see they were a couple minutes early. While Canvas stood at the end of the short line of ponies that lead to the box office booth, Troy awkwardly backed himself up to the wall by the front door. Carrying a deep blush on his cheeks, the Gryphon was worried about what might happen if any of the ponies in line noticed the plug’s black base that could be seen right underneath his tail. While his tail tried to stay as still as possible between his legs to conceal it, Troy clenched his beak shut while forcing the end of his tail to cover his erect member.

Of course, the tingle of that tuft of fur brushing against his cock only made it feel harder to cover. By the time Canvas finally reached the ticket booth to redeem their tickets, an involuntary brush of his tail along the growing length was enough to make Troy let out a tiny moan. He was sure nopony heard it, but he still clenched his beak shut with a claw while a stallion walked past him to the door.

Troy was in trouble, and he knew it. Along with his tail only making his cock grow harder from that stimulation, each throb also made him clench harder around that plug. And by the time Canvas walked toward him with the tickets, it was nothing short of a miracle that the pony didn’t see how flustered and beet red his boyfriend was looking. “Here you go,” said Canvas as he handed him his ticket with a hoof. His head was looking inside his art bag for his bag of bits, so he didn’t see Troy squirming as he snatched his ticket. “Can you get us a seat? I was thinking of getting us some pop--”

The sound of the door opening and slamming shut made the stallion look up from his bag. Troy was long gone with his ticket, and Canvas merely shrugged while holding the bag of bits in his muzzle. Knowing how much of a stickler that Gryphon was about seats, he figured his boyfriend just wanted to make sure the back seats weren’t taken.

Meanwhile, the Gryphon practically ran past the concession stand with his ticket stub, and only paused long enough to show it to the mare who was outside the movie rooms. Even with his tail tucked between his legs like a scared puppy, Troy tried his hardest to appear normal before his stub was given back to him by the apathetic pony. “It’s in door three on your right,” said the mare

Troy rushed past her into the room without hesitation, hoping that no ponies he went past saw the plug or the cock bobbing between his legs. But when he finally stood alone in the darkened theater room, he let out a breath of relief before walking more naturally. Seeing just how dark the walkway that lead to the seats was, Troy cautiously relaxed his tail so it wasn’t tucked so tightly against the plug’s base.

On his way up the steps at one side of the seats, Troy saw that it was surprisingly well-packed for such an early showing. Most of the seats were already taken, but two of the coupled seats on the very back row were empty. As he walked, the Gryphon realized something else while shuffling past the ponies; all of them were focused on the movie trivia questions playing on the screen, and not a single eye was on him.

Even though he was rock-hard and carrying a thick butt plug, nopony was looking. Not even when they were less than a foot away from him.

Troy didn’t slow down his pace while walking, but he was beginning to blush deeper as he thought about what he was doing. Despite being in such a bad situation, he was actually getting away with this. If any of those ponies looked at him for even a second, they could see his throbbing cock or plug base in an instant. But they weren’t. Instead, they were all glued to the screen like moths to a flame.

As he reached the top, Troy tried not to think about why that thought was making his wings stiffen.

But still, as he sat himself down in one of the seats, his thoughts kept racing as he slowly pressed down into his chair. A long, silent exhale escaped his beak when he sat down, feeling that plug sink deeper into him once more and make his cock throb. But despite how he may have looked, no eyes were on him; there was nopony else in the very back row aside from him, and everyone in front was looking at the screen.

Letting all of this sink in, Troy’s blush remained when he realized he was completely exposed, but also strangely secure due to the questionnaire playing at the front. Even if it wasn’t for his two claws covering his crotch, none of these ponies would notice his erect cock right now…

Troy’s heart thundered in his chest, and he stayed frozen as that thought raced through his mind. Without even realizing it, the Gryphon could feel his claws slowly come down, revealing himself in public as they rested at his sides. But still, even after twenty seconds of silence, nopony seemed to notice the obvious Gryphon cock standing in plain view under the light of the movie screen. Troy’s breathing became more rapid, and he wondered how long this could hold up while sitting in this riled-up state.

Of course, his claws came back to his groin as soon as he saw a mare stand up a couple rows ahead of him. As she shuffled down the row of seats, Troy kept his beak clutched while seated upright, his heart racing faster than before. However, despite what felt like a dangerously close call, he kept thinking more and more lewd ideas as the seconds passed. His eyes slowly peered down at his cock, and he briefly wondered if he could visit the bathroom before the movie started, just to make sure he wouldn’t risk trying that again.

However, before he could get up, the already dimmed lights around the theater walls began to turn off completely, and Troy was encased in complete darkness along with everypony else. By the time the opening theater logos showed up on the screen, the Gryphon cracked a naughty grin before putting down his claws again.

Canvas tapped his hoof impatiently as he stood behind the large mare at the concession stand, who seemed to have ordered every single item this theater seemed to have. Of course, he knew couldn’t necessarily complain when he was getting a bucket of popcorn for himself and his boyfriend. Despite all the soda and candies he snuck inside of his art bag, he couldn’t necessarily watch a movie without popcorn; and even though he had no idea why, movie theater popcorn was ten times more amazing than anything he could make himself.

By the time the mare finally left with her box of overpriced items, Canvas quickly made his order and gave his payment. While the clerk got his bucket prepared, Canvas looked over at the clock and saw the previews were already starting. He groaned in frustration as he placed his change back into his bag, but paused when he noticed the black remote again. His head tilted curiously, and he pulled it out to examine what it really was. It was shaped like a tube, but it had a large red button on the top of it like some sort of detonation device. There was also a switch on the side of the remote, that seemed to have three different settings. Not realizing that the batteries were already inside of it, the stallion clicked the red button right as his bucket was handed to him.

In the theater, Troy didn’t see the red light on his plug turn on underneath him. But while the opening animation for the theater’s sound system began to play on the big screen, something else was slowly building up. Troy felt a weird tingle for only a second, but when the audio began to boom over the room’s speakers, he nearly jolted out of his seat when he felt the plug come to life and vibrate inside of him. He gasped loudly from the overwhelming sensation, which was just barely able to be heard over the speakers. The Gryphon bent down in his seat as he quickly covered his crotch, and was shaking as hard as the vibrating plug while hunched and panting.

Troy was afraid a couple of ponies were going to turn around from how heavily he was breathing, but he was fortunate nopony looked to see him cradling himself with a half-lidded look in his eyes. His beak was agape, and he was barely able to focus on the screen as he felt the plug shake him to his deepest core.

By the time Canvas finally got into the theater, the first trailer for some action film was playing. Fortunately, the bright action sequences provided enough illumination for the stallion to find Troy seated at the very back like usual. But when he finally reached the top, Canvas instantly became worried when he saw how the Gryphon was hunched in his seat with his claws over his midsection.

“Troy?!” whispered Canvas as he rushed up to him. He placed the bucket of popcorn in his own seat and asked, “What’s wrong, honey?”

Troy wanted to make a response, but he was feeling close enough to orgasming that his voice came out in a strained creak. “N… Nnnnnn…”

Troy didn’t try to say anything more and risk having any ponies turn around at the commotion. Canvas rifled through his bag to get a bottle of water. While looking for it, he pulled out the remote and placed it on the seat as well. “Here,” said the pony after getting the bottle. “This might help.”

“N-n-noooo…” The Gryphon shook his head, and continued to squirm in a fetal position by the time the second preview began to play. “I… I need to tell you…”

Troy tried to keep speaking while the trailer for the sappy romance movie played, but his attention was diverted when he saw a blinking red light beside him. On Canvas’s seat, the red button on the remote was lighting up every second. Canvas stared at it as well, and pondered why he didn’t notice that when he placed it in his bag back at the concession stand. “What the…”

Canvas picked up the remote and clicked the button once more, turning off Troy’s plug. A louder (but still reserved) sigh escaped Troy, and he slumped down lower in his chair as he felt a wave of relief from that stimulation ending. Of course, the stallion beside him only turned more confused as he looked between his Gryphon and the remote in his hoof. “Troy, wha…”

Troy slowly sat himself back upright in his seat, but didn’t remove his claws from his crotch by the time the romance trailer ended. But despite his claws covering up the sight of his throbbing cock, there was one thing those talons couldn’t conceal. As the small cartoon of dancing candies played on the screen to advertise the concession stand, Canvas’s nostrils flared as he picked up a very familiar scent.

His eyes widened, and he looked between Troy’s crotch and the heavily blushed and embarrassed expression on his face. Canvas made a quick glance around to make sure nopony was watching them, and turned back to Troy as the trailer for a suspense movie played. “Troy… what did you do?”

Even though he was panting and beginning to bead sweat, the Gryphon put his beak up to Canvas’s ear to whisper as quietly as he could. Meanwhile, the trailer showed a stallion in a business suit being taken down by a swat team, with one of them saying to him, “You probably think you hid your identity from everyone, didn’t you changeling?”

“WHAT?!”

Canvas quickly covered his muzzle with two hooves, but several ponies still turned around to shush him from that outburst. Fortunately, all of them turned back around, figuring Canvas’s reaction was from the very well-timed trailer. Turning sheepish himself, Canvas picked up the bucket of popcorn and sat down beside Troy. While more action from the trailer continued to play, Canvas hissed towards his boyfriend quietly, “Troy why did you do that?!”

“I… I thought I had some time. You were the one who got the tickets for four instead of six!”

“But you could’ve said something!”

“I didn’t have enough time!”

Fortunately, despite the intensity of their words, they were able to whisper to one another quietly enough to not have anypony eavesdrop on them. After a brief huff, Canvas settled himself down enough to give a more sympathetic look towards his boyfriend. “Troy, I’m really sorry…” While Troy made a small nod in acceptance of that statement, Canvas looked around the theater before asking, “Do you think you could go to the bathroom real quick? You can take my bag if you want.”

Troy peered down at the rows of seats in front of him, letting Canvas’s suggestion sink in with serious thought. But before he could even think of a statement to make towards the stallion, he felt his head shake shortly after that question was asked. Troy’s eyes widened in surprise, not knowing why the buck he turned down that idea so quickly.

Of course, he squirmed in his seat shortly after that head shake, mostly from his his cock twitched in his claws.

Canvas’s eyes narrowed on him suspiciously, and opened his muzzle just as the feature presentation credits appeared on screen. Realizing the movie was about to start, the pony apprehensively closed his muzzle and settled next his boyfriend. Of course, he couldn’t stop thinking about why his boyfriend didn’t want to get up as the screen got darker.

Why did he shake his head?! Thought Canvas to himself. Is he seriously going to watch the entire movie with a butt plug?!It makes no sense! Why would he let himself…

Canvas’s train of thought paused during the opening credits, and his attention turned back towards Troy when he saw his claws come down a little. Since everypony was watching the screen, no attention was brought to the Gryphon whose cock was slowly becoming exposed for anyone to see. His claws slowly settled on his legs, and the Gryphon’s beak was tightly shut with a heavy breath.

When Canvas looked up at Troy, he could see just how much he was blushing from the light coming from the movie screen. With the way the Gryphon’s eyes were darting around, it was like he was scanning the place to ensure nopony was going to get up.

Before he could ask what his boyfriend was doing, Canvas’s eyes widened when he saw Troy crack a smile for a split-second.

The stallion whipped his head back towards the screen as he sat wide-eyed in shock. No way! He thought distressingly. Is he seriously getting turned on by that?! Is being exposed in public getting him off?! What if somepony catches us?! What is somepony sees?! We’d get kicked out! We would be banned! And he’s just…

The movie opened in Trottingham, but Canvas’s focus went back to the Gryphon beside him. By now, his claws were fully down to his sides, and Troy’s cock was standing in full view in the back of the theater. Canvas looked around in a frenzy, but his panic began to decrease when he saw nothing but the backs of ponies’ heads in front of them. All the attention was focused on the movie, and there was no real reason for anypony to turn around if the couple stayed silent…

Now Canvas was starting to blush, and neither of them said a word for the first ten minutes of the movie. Even though the opening scene and character development was interesting enough, it was clear what was taking up a large majority of Canvas’s thoughts. Even though they were in such a tightly packed place,there wasn’t a single pony who knew what was happening behind them. And while it was unbelievably wrong, Canvas was beginning to grow just as interested as his boyfriend was. In fact, his own hindlegs started to squirm from what was occurring between them

By the time the protagonist in the movie began to go on his hiking trip through the woods alone, Canvas remembered what was sitting at his side between the seat and his flank. Making a short glance down at the remote, an idea popped into the pony’s mind. A terribly unsafe idea, but still one that made him grow a mischievous grin on his muzzle. With a smirk across his face, Canvas picked up the remote as he looked back at the movie, and placed his hoof on the armrest between him and Troy.

It didn’t take long for Troy to spot the remote, and his head turned towards it before noticing the stallion next to him. Canvas had his eyes on him for a couple seconds, and raised his brows one time before shaking the remote in his hoof.

Troy widened his eyes before looking back at the movie. His claws moved up for a second, but slowly went back down due to nopony noticing them. As the dramatic music began to intensify on screen, Troy glanced back at Canvas again.

The pony gave him another stare, with a more apparent grin as he motioned to the remote.

Troy’s heart was practically rattling in his chest, instantly knowing what Canvas was suggesting they do. Troy took a minute as he looked back at the movie. The protagonist was getting closer to danger, and the shadows of the Werewolf were more prevalent in the background. As the wide-eyed Gryphon watched the action unfold, he could feel his cock leaking a little pre which glistened under the movie light. Even though the theater was thick with the smell of popcorn and other foods, it was a shock that the Gryphon's thick musk wasn’t apparent to anypony but them.

Even with the danger looming over themselves, as well as the stallion on screen, Troy made a small breath before turning his head back to the stallion. His face was an extremely deep red, which made his wide, Golden eyes stand out as he beaded sweat. He didn’t lift up his claws, but he still made sure Canvas was looking at him when he finally made a response.

Without saying a word, the Gryphon made a nervous nod of his head.

Canvas’s smile widened naughtily, and he looked back at the movie before pressing the button.

The orchestral theme suddenly intensified as the Werewolf jumped out at the protagonist, which made Troy’s jolt seem normal in comparison with everypony else. But while most of the theater yelped or shouted as the chase on screen began, Troy brought one of his claws up to bite his beak down on while moaning softly. The plug inside of him hummed and vibrated deeply, and the Gryphon could barely keep his eyes open as his back arched in unmatched pleasure. Even though he could feel himself getting close to cumming, the Gryphon didn’t even dare attempt to use his other claw to rub himself off. Given where they were, things could get very bad if he shot off right now.

Canvas bit his lip with a guilty grin of his own, and was growing hard at how much his boyfriend was squirming beside him. Seeing that the Werewolf got the lead character, Canvas quickly pressed the button again before the music could die down. Troy panted heavily as he began to settle, and made a deep groan while covering his cock with his claws. Fortunately, the Gryphon’s sigh didn’t arouse any suspicion from any of the ponies in front of them, and not a single head turned as the next scene began.

Troy slowly put his claws back down, and his cock glistened in precum while twitching upright. Canvas considered giving the Gryphon a helping hoof (or a helpful muzzle~), but he was just as aware as Troy about the risks from getting him off at the moment. Plus, given how much his own heart was racing, the pony was having too much fun to stop. Especially when his own cock was only at half-mast.

For the rest of the movie, Troy and Canvas kept up their near exhibitionist routine without a single pony in the know. As soon as an intense or loud scene was going to occur, Canvas made sure that his boyfriend was ready, and then put him as close to the edge as he could with the press of a button. The exhilaration of doing something so lewd, and in such a public and crowded space, was leaving both of them in an exhausted and riled-up state by the time the climax began.

By that time, Canvas was just as rock-hard as the Gryphon; of course, the pony was cautious enough to keep his own erection concealed with his art bag while beside his boyfriend. Troy, on the other hoof, was still keeping himself fully exposed in devilish pleasure. In fact, the only time he had to cover himself was when a stallion in front of them got up to use the bathroom. But other than that, Troy was a deep red throughout a majority of the film due to his own tabooed libido.

The movie’s love interest, a red mare with a yellow mare, was squared off against the lead character in Werewolf form while holding a stake of silver. The music was building up, and the full moon illuminated the two facing each other in the graveyard. Of course, this was merely a slight focus to Troy and Canvas, who were peering at each other in lustful anticipation for the music to reach its peak.

And as soon as the fight began, Troy made a small, but very eager nod of his head.

Canvas pressed the button one last time, and Troy squirmed in his seat while gripping both armrests with his claws. He hasn’t touched himself once during this movie (not counting when he covered himself for protection), and it was a miracle that he didn’t shoot his load already. But as he reached closer to his peak, the Gryphon could only ride the vibrations from that plug while the fight on screen got more intense.

His beak was clenched as tight as he could, and his hips thrusted up with each throb his exposed cock made in the theater. Troy knew he was as close as ever to cumming; and judging by how much Canvas was biting his lip, he wasn’t too far off either. Troy knew he could last a few more seconds, and he wanted to get as close as possible before nudging his coltfriend to press the button again. He could feel those pulses spreading throughout his body, that need to release growing stronger with each second that butt plug kept humming. His breathing was rapid, and the Gryphon could barely lift his claw to--

“Umm, excuse me?”

In the millisecond that he heard the mare’s voice, Troy shot his claws over his crotch as he became wide-eyed in a panic. His eyes saw the mare who was in front of Canvas, who looked to be Golden Harvest. She had her head turned around to whisper to the stallion, “Do you have a napkin?”

“U-uuuuhhhhh…” Canvas had his art bag over his lower half, but the blush on his face made his aqua fur turn to a deep purple. He took a few seconds to register what the mare asked him, and he quickly stammered while nodding. “Uh, y-y-yeah…”

Canvas opened his bag and pulled out a wad of napkins to hand to her. Golden Harvest gave a small nod to the stallion before tending to the soda she spilled on her lap, but she still paid attention to the movie more than anything else. Meanwhile, Troy and Canvas were frozen in place, with only Troy moving his claw for a split-second to press the button to the remote himself.

By the time their heartbeats began to settle from almost being caught, the couple watched as the Werewolf was vanquished on screen. The police arrived around the graveyard, only seeing the mare sobbing in front of the now dead protagonist. And throughout the conclusion and open-end of the movie, both the stallion and Gryphon kept themselves covered with looks of pure fear.

The credits began to roll, which made all of the ponies in front of them start to leave their seats. Of course, due to the fact that neither of them got themselves off yet, the couple stayed in their seats at they watched the crowds thin out. The theater lights turned on, but only to the slightly dimmed state they were at the beginning. No ponies seemed to pay attention to the couple at the back, and the last of them were almost out of the theater by the time Troy turned to his coltfriend. “Uhhh… Canvas?” whispered the Gryphon worriedly. “You alrigh--UMMMFFFF!!!”

Canvas was too turned on to care about the last of the ponies leaving the room, and he hungrily made out with the Gryphon while the credits continued to roll. By the time they were the only two left in the room, Canvas pulled from his boyfriend’s beak with a wet pop. He grew a lustful grin as he picked up the remote in his hoof, and pulled up the armrest between them.

“Give it to me,” growled the stallion before pressing the button, Troy wasn’t even able to gasp in surprise before the stallion took the twitching length of the Gryphon’s into his hungry maw, and he bobbed on the thick cock as eagerly as he could.

Even after that close encounter, Troy was already close. Feeling that plug pulsate deeply inside him, it took less than ten seconds for the Gryphon to arch his back once more. Both claws gripped the top of Canvas’s head, keeping him in place when he let out a strained groan.

After over an hour and a half of teasing, a thick volume of Troy’s seed spewed out hard enough to make the Gryphon struggle to stay in his seat. Canvas had his eyes clenched shut as he let spurt after spurt shoot into his throat, which quickly began to collect within the rest of his muzzle. Troy’s entire body pulsated as he made a groan loud enough to echo in the empty room. By the time he finally finished cumming, leaving the Gryphon a panting, quivering mess, the only sounds that could be heard in the theater were the music from the credits, and the very faint sound of Canvas’s throat swallowing up every drop of Troy’s load.

When he managed to swallow enough of Troy’s jizz to pull away from his cock, a few thin lines of saliva connected Canvas’s lips to the member before breaking apart. With his eyes closed, savoring the strong taste still on his tongue, the stallion pulled out another wad of napkins from his bag without any trouble. Canvas then leaned back in his seat with the pile of napkins wrapped around his cock, and he stroked as quickly as he could to get himself off before the credits could end. And just as the logos of the production companies began to pass the screen, the pony gasped loudly as his hips thrusted upward.

Troy could actually hear those thick volleys of Canvas’s cum hit the napkins wrapped around the head of his cock, and the wad quickly darkened as the entire stack became soaked. Canvas’s teeth were clenched while he stroked himself, and it wasn’t until he slumped back in his seat that he reopened his blue eyes. After making a very relieved whinny, the stallion breathed heavily while wiping the head clean. And as soon as he tossed the wad into the now empty popcorn bucket, the lights in the room came on fully.

Since both of them were relieved and no longer erect, the couple slowly got out of their seats and tried to wobble down the steps. By the time they got their leg strength up again to walk normally, the stallion tossed his bucket of popcorn in the trash bin as they left the room. A couple custodian ponies passed the two, but it was clear that neither of them were aware what happened less than a minute ago.

Canvas stood outside of the movie theater as a huge of line of ponies waited by the ticket booth. Even though the foliage around Equestria was beginning to pale and change color in anticipation for fall, the skies were still bright enough to ensure that the long days of summer were far from over. Just as the box office opened to accept ticket sales from ponies, Troy walked out of the front doors on the theater while holding Canvas’s bag.

“Ummm… here you go,” said the Gryphon meekly while carrying a heavy blush. Of course, considering the fact that Troy’s tail was now swishing like normal, Canvas figured that he felt a lot better without that plug inside of him. But still, Troy looked away from his coltfriend as he muttered ashamedly, “I tried to clean it in the sink as best as I could, but… I wrapped it in a bunch of paper towels just in case.”

“It’s alright, Troy,” assured Canvas with a smile, and he motioned for Troy to follow him as they walked from the theater. Instead of flying, the couple decided to take the scenic walk home as the blue skies began to fade to a light yellow. Of course, during their walk, Canvas couldn’t resist giving a sly smirk to his boyfriend to ask, “So… were you planning to do that all along?”

“Wh-what?!” asked the Gryphon in shock.

“Oh, come on,” jeered the pony with a grin. “I saw how you were looking in there.”

“W-well, yeah, b-but…” With his blush becoming deeper from embarrassment, the Gryphon rubbed the back of his head with a claw while pointing his beak away from Canvas. “I-I told you that I didn’t plan to have the plug in, didn’t I? It wasn’t like I was flying there and thinking, ‘Hey, I wonder how we can make it more fun?’!”

Canvas giggled at his boyfriend’s answer, and decided to let Troy settle down for a moment. But after about another minute, Canvas made sure that the Gryphon wasn’t visibly flustered when he asked, “Okay, then… when did you decide to do that?”

Troy cringed a little, and looked down at the ground while they walked. “I dunno. I just… I was already really… you know… from the plug. And I just sorta saw that… nopony noticed me....”

Canvas had a small smirk as he chuckled to himself, but tried not to interrupt his mate who was still talking. Meanwhile, the Gryphon’s blush only grew deeper as he continued with a groan. “Ugh… I can’t believe we actually did that. That had to be the most insane thing we could’ve possibly done.”

“Yeah, it really was,” admitted the stallion with a guilty nod of his own. Of course, after a little thought, Canvas looked up at the Gryphon as he asked, “So… what did you think?”

Troy blinked before looking back at him. “Think about what?”

“About what we did,” said the pony with a growing smirk on his muzzle. “Did you… you know…” His cheeks began to blush a little when he finished. “Did you like it?”

“Oh! Ummm…” Troy looked away from Canvas again, his feathers ruffled out in hesitation. He didn’t want to say anything in response to his coltfriend’s question, but he knew he couldn’t just leave him hanging. So, after a brief sigh, the Gryphon made a very small nod of his head. “Y-yeah… a bit…”

Canvas giggled before responding, “Me too.”

With that, the two had a fairly uneventful walk back to their home. Even though there was some small talk about the movie, it was clear that neither of them paid much attention to make that conversation very lasting. However, by the time Troy walked into their home first, Canvas realized something and asked, “Hey Troy…”

Troy looked back at his coltfriend, and saw him take off his art bag after closing the door behind him. Canvas pulled the plug from his bag, which was heavily wrapped in brown paper towels, and glanced up at his boyfriend. “I was curious… why did you decide to use this?”

Troy’s eyes quickly widened, and he winced a bit while averting his coltfriend’s curious stare. “Oh, ummm…”

Canvas waited patiently, and handed Troy his plug back so he could properly clean it himself. After taking the plug from Canvas’s hoof, the Gryphon sighed before admitting bluntly, “Well, ummm… I figured that maybe… sometime in the future…”

With a nervous glance back at the stallion, Troy mustered a shaky smile on his beak and said, “I could be ready for, uhhh… b-bottoming or something?”

Canvas’s eyes shot wide open, momentarily at a loss of words. He had to blink a few times in clarification before opening his muzzle. “R… really?”

The Gryphon looked away timidly, his feathers ruffled when he made a meager nod of his head. “Well, ummm… yeah…”

Canvas’s smile grew, and he looked touched by what Troy just admitted. “Oh, honey…” He quickly trotted towards the Gryphon to give him an assuring hug, and nuzzled his neck feathers while they were still ruffled. “You don’t need to be embarrassed about that.”

“I know,” muttered Troy before nuzzling him back. “I just…” He had to take a breath before pulling back, and he added in a more upfront tone, “I might need a little more time to.... practice and stuff…”

Canvas nodded with a bit lip, understanding his point perfectly. After all, he couldn't blame the Gryphon after seeing his reaction to him on their first night.

“But…” With a smile emerging across his beak, Troy put both claws on the stallion’s withers as he said sincerely, “I can honestly say that it’s something I really want to do.”

Canvas smiled even wider, and gave his boyfriend another tight hug. “Oh, Troy!”

Troy giggled and hugged the pony back. When he pulled away again, Canvas had a smirk pointed at him as he asked, “So, when you say you need to ‘practice’…”

With the way Canvas perked his brows up suggestively, it took a moment before Troy blurted, “N-not like what we just did! I mean, like… with bigger plugs and stuff…”

“... Oh.” Canvas shrugged with both brows raised, and giggled to himself for what he was thinking. “Okay, that makes sense.”

“Y-yeah…” Troy scratched his head with his eyes pointed elsewhere, hoping to avoid any awkward conversation with what they did earlier that day. Of course, Canvas couldn’t resist looking up at the Gryphon with a grin.

“Although… if we were to be in that kind of situation again…”

Troy looked down at Canvas with a befuddled expression. Meanwhile, Canvas kept his smirk as he finished his question. “Would you… be against that sort of thing?”

Troy froze, but his face was visibly turning pinker from his blush. Canvas didn't say a word, and only waited to see how Troy would react to that sort of question being asked.

And his smile couldn’t have been wider when the Gryphon shook his head.

Chapter Eight: Nocturnal Pleasures

The moon shone brightly in the sky, giving the only illumination among the otherwise pitch black night. A heavy mist of fog covered every inch of the ground, leaving only the headstones and dead trees to be seen sticking out from beneath the mist. Even though there wasn’t a single star in the sky, the lingering fog caught enough of the moonlight to give the space an eerie glow with each step.

Troy breathed out deeply, and a thick cloud of steam escaped his beak. It was clear that this graveyard was cold, but the Gryphon didn’t feel the slightest bit chilly. In fact, he felt surprisingly comfortable, despite the fact that he had no idea where he was. Even though the looming dead trees in the distance seemed to trigger something in his mind, the closest that Troy could feel to familiarity to this place was Deja Vu.

The Gryphon wasn’t sure how long he was walking around this dark and gloomy place, but his paws didn’t feel uncomfortable with each step he made against the surprisingly soft grass. Due to the lingering silence, Troy almost wanted to think that this place was tranquil in a weird sort of way. He stopped for a second, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness while looking around. Even when a cloud of bats flew over his head, all he could do was scan the area with a curious eye.

It wasn’t until he heard a deep howl in the distance that Troy’s heart began to race.

Like the missing piece to a complicated puzzle, that primal cry helped Troy to realize where he was. The headstones and dead trees suddenly made sense now. While he couldn’t say he necessarily paid much attention to the movie itself, the Gryphon definitely saw the similarities to that graveyard in comparison to this one. In fact, the whole place felt strangely… identical.

The Gryphon’s eyes started to widen slowly. He was coming to the slow, but very clear realization of what might happen if he stayed here. That howl wasn’t just added ambience to the place; it was a warning.

Before Troy could even think of walking again, another howl made the tufts in his ears perk up; this one was louder, and much closer than the first.

Troy quickly looked around with a clear expression of worry on his face. He wasn’t sure where that howl came from, but he didn’t want to stay too long and find out the hard way. As he looked around for an exit, an open gate in the distance caught his eyes. He quickly regained his ability to walk, and he began moving at a much faster pace in hopes of avoiding a much closer-sounding howl.

However, before he could even make ten steps, the Gryphon heard something much more sinister from behind. A low rumble made the fur on Troy’s back crawl straight up. Soon, it became a growl so loud, that he was surprised that it didn’t shake the ground underneath him. He was completely frozen at the spot, and felt completely helpless when the growling came closer towards him.

A hot huff of breath blew against the back of the Gryphon’s neck. Troy tried not to shudder and risk making too much movement, but he still felt his entire body tense up in a mix of uncertainty and pure unbridled fear. Slowly, Troy took the risk to crane his head around to see what was lurking behind him. As his eyes peered towards the figure, they soon widened when Troy saw what was towering over him.

Troy couldn’t even gasp before a large paw swiped him from the side, forcing the Gryphon to fall on his back. With the fog enveloping him, Troy could only look up at his attacker with his pupils shrunk against his wide-open eyes. A forepaw came down at both sides of the ground by Troy’s head, wordlessly making it clear that the Gryphon isn’t supposed to move. Although, Troy wasn’t even sure if he could if he had the choice.

Even though it stood much taller than Troy usually did at his highest pose, its face was now within inches of the Gryphon’s. Under the pale moonlight, the figure’s greenish-blue fur looked much darker and more sinister than before. Its chestnut brown mane came down in long, ragged locks which almost looked like dreads. And in front of those burning blue eyes, its long, thick muzzle was lined with razor-sharp fangs.

Troy was beyond terrified, and his heart was racing like a jackrabbit as this creature had him pinned down. However, as he he stared up at the beast, the Gryphon soon began to realize how familiar it really looked. The color of its mane and fur, the shade of blue that made up its eyes, and even the faint scent of paint that could be caught among that thick, overwhelming musk. Troy could only stare in astonishment at what-- no… at who this creature was that had him pinned in such a state. The Gryphon shakily opened his beak and tried to ask. “C… Canvas?”

The Were-Pony made a menacing snarl, and drool began to drip from its glistening fangs as he growled closer towards Troy’s throat. Even though he had no idea how this could’ve happened, all that Troy could do was lie in total stillness, hoping to anyone listening that his possessed lover wasn’t going to kill him while turned to this form. As the beast formally known as Canvas bent in closer towards its victim, Troy clenched his eyes shut in a panic, hoping his death would at least be instant.

Several seconds passed, but for Troy, it easily felt like hours at least. His breaths came out weak, but very rapid as he waited for his demise. But by the time he realized that nothing was happening, Troy didn’t see Canvas’ glistening teeth up to his face when he timidly opened his eyes.

Instead, Troy saw a very different part of the Were-Pony’s pointed at him.

Since Troy was lying on the ground, Canvas was easily able to move past him so his lower half towered above the Gryphon’s head. Because of that, all Troy could do was lay in a confused state when he saw the beast’s massive and erect cock pointed right at his face.

It was no secret that Canvas already had quite an impressive length (at least in the Gryphon’s eyes). However, in this larger, more primal form of the Were-Pony’s, Canvas’ stallionhood was significantly larger, and much thicker than Troy remembered it to be. The entire thing looked almost as thick as Troy’s hind leg, but the moonlight that caught against its marbled, leathery shaft made it look unbelievably smooth. Aside from the thick medial ring, the beast’s stallionhood seemed to be guiding Troy’s eyes from Canvas’ plump, hanging balls all the way to that massive, drooling head.

Due to the unexpected situation he was in, Troy didn’t even realize at first how much the Were-Pony’s cock was leaking copious amounts of pre. An especially large glob of the milky white substance drooled out from Canvas’ thick head, and dropped onto the top of the Gryphon’s chest. When Troy tried to breathe in, his senses were hit with the powerful, overbearing scent of the beast’s powerful musk. And due to the precum dripping out of the creature’s cock, the scent was only getting stronger the longer that Troy laid underneath it.

Slowly, Troy’s cheeks began to blush, and his breathing became slower and deeper. As he stared up at Canvas’ domineering figure and cock, his eyes started to become half lidded as more of that beastly musk flowed into his lungs. He knew exactly what was happening, mostly since he distinctly remembered doing this very same thing with Canvas when he was still just a pony. But now, this new Canvas had the Gryphon right where he wanted him, and waited as Troy took in more of that inhibiting musk.

Soon, Troy was taking deep, heavy breaths, and was barely able to keep his eyes open. That primal, undeniably masculine scent flooded all his senses, and the Gyphon could only lie back and keep inhaling as his own cock grew out of its sheath. The more that he stared up at that massive appendage, the more that Troy wanted it for his own. He wanted to touch its smooth skin. He wanted to taste that thick, delicious-looking pre that was dripping from the tip like a faucet. He wanted to give that cock all the attention it deserved.

But most of all, Troy wanted that cock to take him.

Without even thinking, Troy’s head moved forward on its own, and the Gryphon’s beak opened to allow his tongue to drag along the underside of Canvas’ shaft. The Were-Pony made a low, guttural growl in approval as it snarled above him. Troy closed his eyes, and moaned through his open beak as he made a heavy lap against that thick member. He slowly worked his way up to the head, letting his tongue grace that smooth skin and pick up that salty, musky taste that made him crave more.

When he felt his tongue reach the tip of the crown, Troy opened his eyes for a brief moment. Seeing how close he was to the head of his lover’s cock, and just how thick an especially large glob of pre looked as it seeped from the tip, the Gryphon didn’t hesitate to give it a much-needed taste. One of his claws came up to grasp at the shaft just above the medial ridge, and his beak was just barely able to go over the head as he greedily lapped up the salty glob. Even with the tip of the beast’s cock crammed in his beak, Troy still let out a muffled moan as he savored the feel of Canvas’ pre slowly pouring down his eager throat.

Troy couldn’t take it anymore. After that first taste, the Gryphon knew that he needed more. While the beast above him continued to growl for more, Troy tried to open his beak as wide as it could go so he could push more of that cock inside. And after taking a deep breath, Troy pushed his face against that massive member, slowly inching the crown past his beak and towards his throat.

The Were-Pony made a low, purring rumble in approval. Its hind legs buckled a little, making its hips thrust forward to cram more inside the Gryphon’s mouth. Despite the fact that it was cutting off his oxygen, Troy couldn’t care less as the musky taste and scent overwhelmed all of his senses. As it slid further back and began to cram into his throat, all that the Gryphon could think about was how to get more of that beastly cock in him.

His cheeks were flushed with a deep red, and both his claws were now wrapped around the shaft of the creature’s cock. Without even needing to be told, Troy began to make long, pronounced strokes along the length of Canvas’ cock that wasn’t already in his drooling beak. He wasn’t able to breathe, but that only gave the Gryphon incentive to stroke as quickly as he could to milk this beast’s plump, heavy balls. As the tufts of his ears picked up at the sounds of the Were-Pony’s breathing becoming more rapid, Troy internally grinned as he closed his eyes in anticipation.

Tears began to stream from his clenched eyes as his lungs started burning from the lack of air. Nevertheless, Troy continued to stroke the Were-Pony’s massive cock, hoping to feel that warm, gooey load pour down his throat and fill him up. A hungry moan escaped his beak when he felt that hot flesh of the beast’s begin to tense up and throb in his claws. He could envision those thick, juicy orbs behind it start to ride up, pumping all that musky and virile seed straight down his gullet as--

Before another thought could go through Troy’s mind, he was instantly thrown off track when he felt the beast pull back. Despite not wanting to let go, the Gryphon was quick to try and relax his throat as much as he could, allowing the massive cock to be pulled out of his mouth. Due to the thickness of that crown, the head of of Canvas’ member made a tight suction inside of Troy’s throat, making a wet pop when it was finally free. But before the Gryphon could process the way his throat burnt from the flare that scratched along it, The Were-Pony let out a deafening howl.

Canvas let out a primal cry above the Gryphon, and his legs tensed up as shot after shot of the creature’s hot, thick load showered over Troy. Since his beak was open to make a profound gasp and suck in some much-needed air, several spurts of Canvas’ cum found their way inside his maw while splattering all over his face. Ropes of the sticky fluid also draped across the Gryphon’s feathered chest, joining with the surprisingly thick puddle of pre from earlier. Due to his heavy breathing, Troy was barely able to even moan as he savored that rich, masculine taste that was practically plastered inside of his beak.

The Were-Pony made several brief, winded huffs while standing above the cum-covered Gryphon he just claimed. The scent was undeniably his, and the creature growled in satisfaction as he looked down at Troy. While the Gryphon moaned and breathed in deeply, his cock was nearly throbbing in need from the lack of being touched. Meanwhile the rest of his panting body had ropes of cum all over him; he was clearly marked by his Alpha.

Canvas’ cock was still fully erect as well, and a drop of its remaining seed stayed at the tip of it. Slowly, the Were-Pony backed up a couple steps, and lowered its hips to claim one last area. The tip of its cock dragged alongside the bottom of the Gryphon’s shaft, causing Troy to moan deeply. The musky pre glistened as it was applied onto Troy’s twitching cock, marking it as the beast’s own. The Gryphon shuddered deeply, knowing that there was no getting away from this beast as Canvas’ musk practically became imbedded into him. However, it was clear that the beast wanted something more from Troy.

One of Canvas’ massive paws grabbed Troy at the side and rolled him over to his stomach. With his cock still hard, and clearly in need of relief, the Were-Pony growled loudly while waiting for the Gryphon’s response.

Panting heavily, Troy looked behind him, seeing the way his beast’s eyes were burning with intensity. It was the exact same look of passion that Canvas had before, so it was obvious what he was wanting from his marked piece of prey. Troy was panting heavily, and his eyes peered down at that massive member the beast had pointed at him.

The Gryphon blushed deeply, and his heart raced at the sight and size of that cock. Even though he should’ve been worried about what that would do to him, each rapid breath he took only increased his lust as he took in more of that musk which covered him. His thoughts were becoming cloudy at best, and all he was wanting to do was take that cock for all it was worth. As he gazed at that massive appendage, marveling at how it looked under the pale moonlight above them, the Gryphon couldn’t keep himself from the primal urge he felt building up in his body.

Without hesitation, Troy lifted his hind legs up and presented himself to the beast. His tail flagged up high, exposing himself for Canvas’ taking.

The Were-Pony pounced its prey, and had the Gryphon pinned down with its forepaws while the thick, throbbing cock prodded at Troy’s rear. A throaty moan escaped Troy’s beak as his head raised up to the sky. His eyes remained closed, and all he wanted was to focus on how it felt as that stallionhood pressed hard against his waiting tailhole. Troy groaned as he felt just how big that crown was in comparison to his hole, but it wasn’t until he felt it pull back that he opened his eyes slowly.

When he realized that Canvas was no longer pushing against him, Troy meekly turned his head around to peer up at the beast above him. The Were-Pony just stared down at the Gryphon with its fangs shown, and drool dripping from its muzzle. From the angle that Troy was looking up at him, it almost looked like the creature was… grinning. And that thick, monster cock stood just inches from Troy’s waiting hole, teasing him like a cat that was playing with its still-living meal.

Troy slowly realized what the beast was doing, and what it wanted him to do. His heart thundered in his chest, and his breathing felt heavier as he pictured that huge dripping cock pointed at him. The Gryphon was blushing deeply through his silver feathers, and he knew that Canvas wasn’t going to wait to get what he wanted. Troy’s eyes strained from the building pressure, and he knew he had to give in if his burning lust was to be sated.

After mustering up a deep enough breath, the Gryphon brought his rear up higher as he shouted out, “Just… JUST GIVE IT TO ME!!!”

The beast howled in satisfaction, and immediately rammed his massive cock against Troy’s hole once more. Troy screamed out in pain, feeling that thick head pushing against his hole and stretching it far past what he thought was his limit. Luckily, the copious amounts of pre it leaked was more than enough to lubricate the Gryphon’s tailhole, and the crown began to push its way inside as his hole opened even more.

Tears stemmed from Troy’s clenched eyes, and his claws gripped at the grass beneath him. The pain was more intense than he could’ve imagined, and it was only burning hotter when only half of that head sunk into his unclaimed rear. A strained cry bellowed out of him, and the Gryphon almost wanted to yell out for the beast to stop. But instead, his body decided to act on its own and do something else.

Without even thinking, Troy’s hind paws gripped hard against the ground beneath him, and he pushed his rear back as hard as he could.

Troy felt like he was going to pass out, and the lubrication from the monster’s pre was nothing to soothe how badly his hole became stretched from that push alone. However, after making a deafening scream, the Gryphon felt the pain slowly begin to decrease by the second. While the painful stretching sensation passed, it was now replaced by a deep and throbbing burn. Even though the pain remained, it didn’t feel as intense for Troy to say anything in objection. In fact, beneath that lingering pain that remained, the Gryphon began to feel a different kind of throbbing. As he caught his breath, Troy instantly realized what happened. He could feel that monumental pressure inside of him, along with a faint warmth that was undoubtedly coming from the Were-Pony’s pre now trickling down his insides.

The flared head of Canvas’ stallionhood was in.

Troy wanted to look back to make sure, but he knew it wasn’t needed. He could feel just how thick that cock really was, and it only made his own member throb in a burning desire for more. The Gryphon braced himself, and grunted hard as he strengthened his stance. With that, the beast let out a throaty rumble and continued to push, allowing another couple inches to slip into him.

Troy’s painful cries from earlier were now replaced with a strained moan, which only grew louder as he felt that hot stallionhood fill more of his insides. The smooth skin of Canvas’ shaft, combined with his pre, allowed for it to slide in much easier than the head did. And even as that crown pushed into his deepest depths, painfully cramming through with much less subtlety than the rest of its length, all that Troy could do was grunt out loud enough for the beast to hear him. “M… More! M-more, please!!”

The Were-Pony did just that, and made an especially pronounced push to ram in right at the medial ridge. A guttural scream escaped Troy’s mouth, but it was less of a scream of pain than it was slight discomfort. His face was fully blushed, and burning as red as his twitching cock. He felt absolutely stuffed, and he knew that the medial ridge of that massive cock was going to be his limit. The Gryphon clenched his beak shut as he groaned in deep pleasure, but the beast wasn’t as satisfied.

Both of Canvas’ paws pushed down on Troy’s shoulders, keeping him in place as he began to pull back. Troy moaned out even louder than before while feeling that thick cock slide out of him with surprising ease. However, just as the head of that cock reached the Gryphon’s exit, the Were-Pony stopped briefly. Without warning, the beast slammed back in with all its might, making Troy scream out in a mix of intense pain and surprise as he felt his insides get filled again in an instant.

The Were-Pony paused for a moment, allowing Troy to catch his breath from that first thrust. As he shakily tried sucking musky air back into his lungs, Troy’s whole body shook from how intense that movement felt. His whole body was surging like electricity through his veins, and he knew exactly how it happened. Much like when Canvas first teased his hole with his tongue that one day, Troy felt that same deep tingling when the crown of the beast’s cock rubbed along his prostate. His claws instinctively gripped the ground beneath him as hard as he could, and he braced himself before Canvas could pull out once more.

The beast did just that, and pulled out just before the head a second time. As soon as he thrusted back inside his prey, the Gryphon cried out louder in deep, unrelenting pleasure. With his eyes shut, all that Troy could do was lie submissively underneath him, taking each thrust from that massive cock like it was made for his body. Soon, the thrusts began to develop a rhythm, with each deep push being accompanied by a lustful moan as that ridge began to feel less obstructive.

The beast was panting rapidly, and picked up the pace as its shaft slid in and out of Troy’s loosened hole. After several especially hard thrusts, the Gryphon screamed out in surprise as he felt a distinct pop from behind. In a single push, Canvas was able to ram the medial ring through, allowing more of his length to sink inside of Troy. Despite thinking that the ridge was his limit, Troy carried no objection when he felt how deep that cock was inside of him. The pain no longer mattered. He wanted more. He needed more.

Even though the pain increased, it was nothing compared to how amazing that ridge felt inside of him. The Were-Pony was thrusting deeper now, allowing his ridge to brush up against the Gryphon’s prostate with each stroke and bring Troy even closer to his building release. The Gryphon had no idea how much more he was able to take, but he couldn’t care less as he let his beast claim more of his insides with each primal thrust.

Eventually, Canvas’ stallionhood was reaching full-length inside of him. The beast’s plump, heavy balls were swinging with vigour right outside Troy’s rear, and it wasn’t long before the distinctive sound of flesh slapping flesh could be heard. Each thrust was coming faster and more powerful, and the Gryphon could barely contain himself as he felt those thick balls slapping against his own with each thrust. It was no doubt that the Were-Pony was close again, and he certainly wasn’t going to pull out with the rate he was going.

Luckily, that was exactly what the cum-covered Gryphon wanted.

Troy tried to get back on all fours, but his front end felt way too tired to contemplate holding up his own weight, let alone the combined weight that came with the force of each rapid thrust. Instead, the Gryphon just kept his hind legs raised for his Alpha, letting himself be used like he knew he should. Canvas’ balls started hitting faster, and Troy let out an especially long moan as he felt his own body tense up. The continuous rubbing of the beast’s medial ridge against his insides was enough to put Troy over the edge, but something was keeping him from actually cumming.

Meanwhile, the Were-Pony was close as well. Canvas was panting heavily as his thrusts became more erratic, and his cock throbbed deeply inside his willing prey. Feeling this too, Troy clenched down hard as he cried out in monumental pleasure. The added pressure was enough to sate the beast, and the flare of its cock swelled inside the Gryphon’s deepest depths as he finally came.

Troy felt the hot surge of the creature’s seed flowing inside of him, flooding his body in the primal urge to breed. What felt like gallons worth of cum poured out in thick, powerful spurts, pushing itself through every inch of Troy’s insides like a hose. The beast made a deafening howl in victory, and pushed itself in as deeply as possible to ensure his prey was fully claimed. Meanwhile, it's marked Gryphon clenched even harder around his cock as he finally came with him.

The Gryphon’s back arched downward as he lifted his head up, crying out in deep ecstasy as his whole body surged with electric bliss. His cock throbbed harder than he ever felt, and Troy shuddered through his cry as he felt his cock practically pouring cum without being touched. Even though he had no idea how much seed he spilled underneath him, the Gryphon knew it was barely anything compared to how much he was given by the dominant beast inside of him.

A low growl that was all that could be heard from the Were-Pony, and the beast was finally sated. As the creature pulled himself from Troy’s body, the Gryphon ungracefully fell to the ground with a tired and elated smile on his trembling beak. As his fur and feathers laid marked with the beast’s cum and musk, all that Troy wanted to do was rest under the moonlight and bask in the glow. He was completely taken by the nocturnal beast, and he couldn’t have envisioned it happening in a better way.

“Ummm… Troy? C’mon, Troy?”

“Huh?” Troy’s eyes finally opened, albeit quite groggily. As he struggled to lift his head, it took him a moment to realize it was daylight again. And more than that, he was back in his bedroom with Canvas.

He lifted himself up in the nest, and the Gryphon blinked a few times as he looked around in confusion. “What the… where…”

Even though it took a few seconds, Troy slowly began to realize that none of that actually happened. His body was completely clean, with no evidence of anything on his fur or feathers. His butt felt perfectly fine, which was another very clear hint that nothing occurred. But most of all, a perfectly normal-looking Canvas was sitting beside him with a curious smile on his muzzle. “Good morning, Troy,” he said with a playful wave of his hoof in front of the Gryphon’s face to make sure he was actually awake. “You sleep well?”

“Urngh… I…” Troy rubbed his eyes with his claws and gave himself a quick shake as he tried to get himself conscious enough to reply. While his feathers became ruffled from that action,causing Canvas to giggle at his appearance, he let out an especially loud yawn before saying, “Y… yeah… I think I did.”

Canvas’ eyes slowly peered down the Gryphon’s body, and he chuckled lightly before pointing a hoof downward. “Yeah, I kinda had a feeling you did.”

“Hm?” Troy looked down as well, and he gasped when he saw the small, dark puddle on the blanket covering his waist. When he lifted up the covering, his now flaccid member was still out of its sheath, but the fur around it was matted with near-dried cum. Of course, it looked like the inside of the blanket got the most coverage with the especially large stain.

“Oh crap,” muttered Troy as he rolled over to grab the tissue box from the nightstand. He pulled several tissues out and tried to wipe off as much as he could from his lap. “Ugh, seriously? I haven’t had a wet dream since high school!”

Canvas giggled again as he watched his boyfriend with an amused smirk. He bent in to nuzzle his side and ask, “Well… what was it?”

“Hm?” asked Troy as he paused to turn to his stallion. “What?”

“You know what,” Canvas said playfully with a nudge against the Gryphon’s shoulder. “What were you dreaming about?”

“Oh! Ummm…” Troy’s cheeks started to blush, but he tried to avoid giving notice to that while continuing to wipe his fur. Unfortunately, it was already too dry for tissues to really do anything, so all that Troy could do was sigh and toss the used ones in the wastebasket by the nest. “Well, uhhh… it was definitely different.”

“Oh really?” asked his coltfriend with a curious smirk. “How so?”

“W-well…” Troy wasn’t sure what to say, and his beak hung slightly open when he looked back at Canvas. “I guess you can say that movie we saw gave me some ideas.”

Canvas smirked with a low chuckle under his breath. “You mean the movie itself, or what we did?”

“The movie,” Troy said quickly enough to keep Canvas from getting any ideas. Of course, his voice started to turn more nervous as he rubbed the back of his head with a meager smile. “But, ummm… it was a pretty nice scenario, and… not something I would be against doing.”

Canvas’ grin widened with interest, and he crawled over to be closer to his mate. “Oh, now you have to tell me.”

“I will, I will,” assured the Gryphon with a smile back at him. After a brief pause, Troy shrugged a little and said with a blush on his cheeks, “But if we were to do it that way, then… I might need some more practice.”

Thinking it over, he decided to add with a light giggle, “And maybe some silver, just in case.”

Chapter Nine: A Bound Bird

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Chapter Ten: Outdoorsmanship

Despite the deal he had made with Rainbow Dash regarding his impromptu time off work, Troy’s sleep schedule wasn’t changed that much by the time a week and a half passed. Even though he still disliked waking up so early, he was at least able to get himself up without feeling like he was in a half-comatose state. After he turned off the blaring alarm, Troy got out of the nest while Canvas barely even stirred on his side.

Troy took a breath of fresh air when he exited the barn, carrying a towel and bar of soap on his back as he walked around to the shower on the back side. While a lot of ponies would probably be a little hesitant about using an outdoor shower (which honestly made no sense since most ponies didn’t even wear clothes to begin with), Troy already used the waterfall back at his old place enough to be okay with being seen bathing. However, as soon as he hung his items and turned on the overhanging faucet, the first splash of freezing cold water made the gryphon’s whole body clench with a lingering shiver; and along with it, Troy’s heart shot up to his throat when he realized what else he was feeling.

Due to his groggy state, Troy didn’t even register the butt plug that was still inside of him, even when he was walking down the steps. It was only the second time that he used the medium sized plug, so it wasn’t like he could became that accustomed to it so quickly. While he wanted to question why he didn’t feel it before coming out here, all that the gryphon could think about now was what he needed to do. Even though he needed to pull it out, the fact that he was outside made him dart his head around frantically. If anypony flew overhead, they could get a bird’s eye view of Troy pulling out a thick butt plug out in the open. And due to his recent escapades with Canvas, the gryphon already knew he wasn’t going to be very quiet while doing it.

Regardless, Troy cringed while exhaling in the reluctant realization of what he had to do. He was already out in the shower, and it would be way more effort to waddle back into the house just to pull the plug out. Plus, Troy and Canvas never had anypony come by their place this early in the day. So, after another quick glance around the open space he was in, the gryphon turned himself around so his rear was facing the barn. With any luck, he could get this out quickly and forget about it.

Troy closed his eyes as he brought his claw back and gripped at the plug’s base, which was still tightly clamped against the entrance of his tailhole. Due to the cold water cascading down his back, the small rivulets that came down his rear were hopefully enough to provide some extra lubrication. However, as soon as he tried to pull the base away from his hole, Troy’s eyes clenched shut while he sucked a quick bout of air through his teeth. His tailhole’s muscles tightened around the thick silicone, almost like it was trying to keep that full feeling within its depths.

Even as he gripped the base tighter, a weak-sounding moan still escaped his beak when he tugged against his muscles contracting around the toy. The water may have been as cold as ice, but the painfully tantalizing pressure around his tailhole was enough to make the tip of his member start to peek from its sheathe slowly. The more his claw tried to pull at the plug, the more his body tried to tighten its grip around the bulb in an attempt to keep it in. It may have been a frustrating ordeal, but it was hard for the gryphon to think much of it while feeling himself begin to stretch open.

“Nnnn… Hnnnnnngh…”

The sounds coming out of Troy’s mouth varied between low groaning and hesitant-sounding moans, although it seemed the latter began to take charge the harder he pulled against that toy. An especially shaky exhale made the gryphon’s voice come out higher than usual, just as his tailhole began to relax and open even more. The pink, wrinkled flesh slowly stretched apart, still wrapping tightly around the increasingly growing bulb of silicone coming out from Troy’s depths. The gryphon struggled not to be too loud while outside, but the burning intensity made that idea better said than done by the time he felt the plug’s widest width.

For a split second, Troy almost fathomed stopping right there, just so he could keep himself stretched for just a moment longer. His cock was growing at the thought, which quickly turned to the idea of that stallion on top of him dominantly. He imagined Canvas’ hot breath brushing against his neck, breathing out in tandem to that massive cock thrusting in and out of him like a valiant steed breeding his prize. The sounds of Canvas’ moans during their first time still rung clear as day in his head, and part of Troy’s mind almost felt… jealous in a way; like he should get the chance to experience that kind of pleasure from being penetrated and filled to the brim.

Ever since that movie theater incident, Troy knew that his desires were becoming more submissive with each passing day. Whether it was by Canvas taking control during sex, or just by being thrusted into a scenario with little to no knowledge, the gryphon’s heart raced each time he imagined himself being in a position so unlike him. It was one thing to rut his pony senseless while gripping him like a primal beast, but it’s something completely different to imagine that same pony taking the reigns, holding the larger gryphon down and having his way with no hesitation. Troy wanted to experience that kind of feeling for real, even if it was just for one time; but after that dream, as well as his experience with Canvas’ rope, the gryphon had a feeling he wouldn’t want to bottom only once.

With his eyes tightly shut, the gryphon groaned out loudly through his shut beak by the time the plug’s bulb finally popped out of his body. Due to how tightly his flesh contracted back together, the toy could’ve easily shot out if he wasn’t gripping the plug so tightly. Regardless, the toy was fully out of him after the widest part passed, leaving Troy to exhale deeply with a violent shudder that spread across his whole body. After dropping the toy, the gryphon laid in a temporarily still state with his head almost touching the ground, and his rear still upright like he was presenting.

Before he could even realize how he may have looked to any passing eyes, Troy’s ears shot upward when he heard a voice from behind him.

“My goodness~” exclaimed Canvas in an enticed tone of voice. Due to the gryphon’s accidental display, he didn’t seem to overhear the bedroom window being opened. And since the window was right above his shower, Troy’s hesitant moans were enough to stir his partner awake to a “private” show. When Troy slowly turned his head around to look up at the window wide-eyed, Canvas returned a piqued smirk back at him and asked, “Are you always this daring in the morning?”

Granted, Canvas was still quite tired when he first woke up to the sounds of muffled moans which came in through the window. But as soon as he opened it and saw what Troy was doing, the stallion’s interest piqued rather quickly. He already knew about Troy’s desire to bottom for him, but moments like this were certainly making Canvas think more about what kind of roles the two could do for each other. The pony may have envisioned himself as being the more likely bottom when they first became a couple, but after the past few experiences he shared with Troy, new ideas were sprouting which made him fathom quite interesting scenarios…

Including the one happening at that moment.

The shower was still running above him, but Troy didn’t seem to notice any of the cold water hitting him anymore. Due to the unexpected audience, the gryphon’s face blushed to a deep red from embarrassment. Of course, even from Canvas’ aerial view, he was still able to see that the throbbing erection between Troy’s legs wasn’t going away. Canvas’ grin widened while seeing Troy’s feeble state of shock, although it only lasted for a second before the gryphon tried to lift himself up. “A-Ahhh… I was j-just--”

Even though he didn’t even open his muzzle, a single raised hoof towards the gryphon was enough to make him freeze and stop talking. Canvas kept a devious smile on him, which didn’t go away when he lowered his foreleg. The pony’s mind was still reeling with ideas, and his dominant side was beginning to show while responding down to his boyfriend. “That’s a really naughty thing you did, little birdie…”

A strong shudder swept down Troy’s back after hearing that name again, making his headfeathers ruffle out alongside his blush. He had no idea what Canvas was thinking, but the way that his cock twitched made him unable to ask any questions. He was also frozen at the spot, despite the fact that his rear was still raised up for his coltfriend to see.

“You should be lucky that I was up here to see you like this,” continued the stallion in an increasingly sultry voice. Canvas licked his lips before leaning against the open windowsill with a free foreleg. Meanwhile, his other hoof was out of sight from Troy as he began to slowly stroke his unsheathed cock. “Otherwise, you wouldn’t have had a lookout to make sure you didn’t do anything too risky, would you?~”

Troy’s eyes started to widen in growing confusion. Meanwhile, his feline tail began to flag around in front of Canvas’ line of sight, giving the stallion brief glances at what Troy still had displayed out in the open. The gryphon wanted to lift himself back up, but something about Canvas’ stare made him stay in the position he was still in. That familiar thundering in his heartbeat began again, making him feel like he was earlier.

His tail swayed in a more pronounced manner, clearly knowing what Canvas wanted before Troy could admit it. He tried to open his beak, but nothing came out before Canvas spoke in a dominant tone.

“Now,” began the stallion while stroking himself in rhythm to the sways of the gryphon’s tail, “you just woke me up in a rather… pent up mood with that little show…”

Canvas’ grin widened as he saw how deeply Troy’s blush was getting. “And from the looks of it, I have a feeling you don’t wanna stop~”

The gryphon was now completely wide-eyed, and his breaths came out in short bursts as he struggled to think of something he could say. His beak nervously clicked while shaking between open and shut. His hindlegs trembled as well, undoubtedly making him look fairly helpless while the stallion stared at him from above. However, his tail still flagged behind his raised rear in a rather playful, or almost teasing manner…

And between his legs, Troy’s cock was rock hard.

“Now,” said Canvas in a lustful voice as his eyes looked between his unmoving gryphon and the skies above them, “I can easily see anypony that might fly past before you do, so you better make sure I’m satisfied before that happens…”

Troy blinked a couple times before he was finally able to open his beak, albeit it a bit shakily, and ask, “Wh… w-what do you mean?”

“I think you already know what I mean,” said his coltfriend in a more confident voice while his grin remained. After seeing the gryphon's feathers ruffle out more while blushing, Canvas continued as he leaned his head out the window. “I want you to keep going for me, little birdie. I want you to do as I say, and keep playing like a dirty bird until I finish. And you better make sure I’m the one who finishes first~”

Troy almost felt his heart shoot up into his throat. Is Canvas bring serious right now? He thought to himself in a panic. Out here?! Where anyone could see me?! Just one slip-up or missed view, and I could be…

Unfortunately, any more questions or thoughts that could’ve rang through Troy’s head at that time began to trail off while looking back up at his coltfriend. His heart was racing, but he was unclear whether that was from a growing feeling of fear or arousal. And even if it was from fear, part of the gryphon felt a twinge of something at the thought of being out here like this. It was depraved, and perverted, and completely inappropriate…

So why did that thought excite him so much?

Canvas could practically see the gears in Troy’s head turning from his viewing point, which made him bite his bottom lip and groan in pleasure while keeping a hoof on his cock. “So, what do you say? Do you wanna stay out there and be a good little birdie for me?~”

Troy’s head was still pointed up at Canvas, but his eyes darted around one last time to make sure nopony snuck up on them during this one-sided discussion. After a few seconds of long, lingering silence, the gryphon made his decision with a deep and shaky breath…

With his rear still in position, Troy lifted his tail aside in reluctant agreement and nodded his head feebly.

“There you go…” Canvas’ stroking started to become more pronounced, with his hoof sliding up and down the full length of his shaft in fluid motion. After peering around briefly and seeing nothing but clear skies, Canvas looked down at his willing mate and made his first order. “Now, I wanna see you use one of those talons on yourself~”

Troy’s body twitched while he breathed out in a feeble shudder. However, the gryphon still brought back one of his claws sheepishly. As his talons brushed against the wet fur on his rump, Troy closed his eyes with a nervous breath as his blush deepened. At any moment, somepony could come by and see what he and Canvas were doing, and he would be exposed as being some sort of pervert. But at the same time, that thought only made his heart pound harder in his chest while one of talons came to his tailhole.

Canvas may have been keeping his eyes and ears open to make sure the coast was clear, but he still made sure to watch his gryphon intently as the tip of that talon began to sink inside Troy's supple pink flesh. An inch or two slid in with ease due to the water coming down over him, but the sound of the faucet was soon overshadowed when Troy let out a faint and withheld moan through gritted teeth. Canvas could see the talon slide in deeper, making Troy’s tailhole start to stretch open once more. Even though he knew Troy wouldn’t be able to take the whole talon without risking injury, Canvas still enjoyed seeing how embarrassed the gryphon looked while a third of it pushed inside of him.

“Mmmm…” Canvas kept his lip bit as his strokes moved at a faster rate. A tiny strand of pre began to roll down his shaft slowly, and was soon picked up by the pony’s hoof and rubbed along the pale aqua flesh. Along with the milky white fluids seeping from his cocktip, his own building musk was beginning to waft around Canvas and make his lust deepen. But despite his aroused state, the stallion still kept himself as a lookout while his boyfriend fulfilled his task obediently. “That’s right,” he muttered while panting between his words, inhaling more of his own scent in the process. “Just… just stretch yourself out for me…”

Troy’s eyes were tightly shut as he continued to tease his hole with the talon, letting it slowly move in and out of him. By now, he was completely entrusting Canvas with making sure he wasn’t seen by anyone in this state. His toes clenched together tightly at the realization of how helpless he was, not to mention how hot that fact was making him. He tried his hardest not to groan out any louder in pleasure at the risk of being heard; unfortunately, his decision to bring the tip of a second talon towards his hole was enough to make him blurt out an involuntary, “G-Gah! Mm… Nnnnnnnnn~”

As soon as that second talon begin to squeeze in, the gryphon’s whole body writhed at feeling his sensitive flesh stretch out even more from the added tension. But at the same time, Troy felt a surge of adrenaline racing through his veins from doing such a thing. While he hated to admit it, exhibiting himself for his coltfriend’s domineering pleasure was actually exciting him in a depraved sort of way. He grunted while sliding that second talon in deeper, since it was becoming harder due to how tightly his flesh was wrapping around it. Regardless, by the time it slid a third of the way in like the first, Troy felt like was stretching himself out even more than he did with that plug.

And that thought was just making him closer to the edge.

By now, his head was pressed hard against the ground while moaning in strained creaks. His feathers were fully ruffled out as he soaked in the shameful pleasure of what he was doing in front of his stallion. It wasn’t just the fact that he was following Canvas’ lustful demands like some sort of submissive pet, but doing so in such a risky location was just making him more riled up. He hasn’t even touched his own cock yet, but the gryphon’s talons were dangerously close to his prostate. Knowing how close he was to cumming already, Troy moved his talons in and out to inch him closer to climax, edging that point while waiting for Canvas to finish first.

Canvas’ eyes were constantly looking between his surroundings and the gryphon below him, but they were also half-lidded while blushing deeply. His breaths were coming out rapidly, with every third exhale being accompanied by a weak moan while stroking his cock furiously at the sight. Drops of pre were either dribbling down his now slicked-down shaft, only to be picked up by his matted-down hoof, or they were flung off from the tip as more of the musk permeated through the room. Canvas was so close, but part of him wanted to see how far this could go. He wanted his gryphon to keep going for as long as he could, just to know how long this sort of thing could last.

As he watched Troy continue to use himself so lewdly, Canvas’ thoughts began to creep in while stroking. What if somepony showed up before either of them finished? How would Troy react if he knew in advance? Would he try to speed up and finish, or would he stop immediately? Would Troy even think to stop if he knew? Or perhaps… maybe a part of him wanted that fear…

Maybe he wanted to be caught.

Canvas’ mind was clouded with overwhelmingly impulsive ideas, but they all seemed to vanished as soon as he groaned loudly and threw his head back. His hindlegs buckled, and he almost fell to the floor from how intensely his body pulsated from his pent-up orgasm. The stallion’s cock throbbed especially hard, sending multiple surges of his cum to spurt out in sticky ropes that splattered along the wall underneath his window. His body spasmed while he gripped the windowsill as tightly as he could with his free hoof, struggling not to fall down with how hard his legs twitched and shook at the knees.

Troy’s ears twitched at the sounds of Canvas’ cute-sounding groans, making him realize that he most likely finished first. One of his talons accidentally slid in a little deeper, making the gryphon gasp loudly from feeling it press against something very soft and familiar inside of him. As soon as the tip of his talon touched his all too sensitive prostate, the gryphon’s body seized up as he felt that wave of electrifying pulsations ride through his body. His muscles all tensed in unison, leaving him unable to even cry out audibly as his cock throbbed and shot out a tremendously long stream of his seed.

Regardless of whether or not he was able to keep himself from finishing before Canvas, Troy just kept his talon pressed hard against his prostate as he rode his orgasm with a lingering shudder that made his entire body freeze up in tantalizing bliss. The only thing that was able to escape his beak was a very faint a shaky wheeze, all while his cock spasmed from the remaining spurts of his cum like a leaky faucet. By the time he finished cumming, the gryphon was lying underneath the shower in a half- groggy daze while several of his muscles continued to twitch. He used the remainder of his strength to pull his talons out in a smoother motion than his toy, and his claw dropped to the grass in an ungraceful flop.

By the time his cock made its last few throbs to empty his built-up load, Canvas shuddered from feeling such an intense orgasm. Although, despite his reeling afterglow, part of his conscience pondered whether that was from seeing what his boyfriend did for him, or because of those last few thoughts that crept into his mind at the point of climax. As he panted heavily, his eyes immediately looking back up to the skies to make sure nopony flew past. Canvas couldn’t help wondering why those questions seeped into his head during such a cloudy state of arousal. But since he was already riled up by that time, it was probably just some impulsive thing to set him over the edge. Definitely not something he wanted to do to his boyfriend for real.

Canvas’ ears instantly perked up and twitched, and his eyes shot wide open. Since Troy was still under the running shower and groaning faintly, the stallion was the first to hear the faint flapping of wings from the distance. He had no idea what direction it was coming from, but he was frantic enough to pull his head out of the window and say in a panicky hiss, “Troy! Someone’s coming, get up!”

Even in the afterglow if his shameful orgasm, Troy heard his coltfriend clearly enough to instantly shoot up and stand under the still cascading water. Despite how badly his muscles ached from such a sudden change of position (especially after so much stimulation), the gryphon snatched his soap and rubbed it along his body as frantically as he could, hoping to avoid any suspicion from anypony passing by. After a few seconds of heavy breathing, along with the water going over his head to mat his feathers back down, the build up of suds along his midsection made him look convincing enough while hearing some knocks from the door.

“Hello?” Derpy’s familiar-sounding voice made Troy exhale in a nervous shudder, shocked that he was so close to being caught by her of all ponies. Nevertheless, he then heard the door open before the mailmare said, “Oh hi, Canvas. I started my shift early, so I wanted to drop off your mail.”

Canvas, who still looked rather flustered by his blush and the sweat matting his fur, kept a smile on his muzzle while replying to her. “Oh, it’s n-no problem at all, D-Derpy. I was just…” As he spoke, he was frantically wiping his hoof clean with a towel he picked up from the hamper on the way to answer the door. “... j-just working out.”

One of Derpy’s brows raised in surprise. “Really? This early?”

Canvas’ nervous grin widened, making him show far too many teeth while nodding quickly. “Y-Yes!” he blurted while his hoof stayed wrapped with his now dirty towel. “It… it helps to get that d-done earlier in the day, you know?”

Derpy paused for a brief second, but shrugged her shoulders before reaching into her mail bag. “Oh, alright then!” Her muzzle came out of the bag with the envelopes addressed to the home. “Hewe oo guh,” she said cheerfully while the mail was kept in her mouth.

Canvas didn’t mind one bit as he used his clean hoof to retrieve the mail, and nodded back at her with a smile. “Thank you very much.”

After giving him his mail, the mare waved a hoof goodbye and began to make her leave. As soon as Canvas closed the door, his sigh came out like a reversed gasp when he slumped down on the floor in stunned exhilaration. Given what he and his partner were doing, it was practically a miracle that they weren’t caught by the mailmare during her route. And while that fact was fairly titillating to the aroused mind, it was also beyond stupid in retrospect.

But still, the stallion caught his breath before getting up to check on his partner. The kitchen window was right beside Troy’s shower on the ground floor, so the stallion was quick to open it and ask to him, “Troy! Are you okay?”

Troy was now showering for real this time, with most of his body now soaped up and under the water for a quick rinse. Of course, his face was still a deep shade of red as he nodded nervously back at his coltfriend. “Y-Yeah,” he muttered faintly, his eyes barely able to even look at the pony in embarrassment. He cupped a large amount of water into his claws and brought it to his face for a much-needed scrub.

Canvas winced as he looked around through the window, his logical state of mind slowly returning alongside his feelings of guilt and regret. “Troy, I’m so sorry,” whispered the stallion when he peered back at Troy shamefully. “I didn’t mean to put you in that spot, I was--”

“N-No!”

Canvas reeled his head back a little, clearly surprised by Troy’s interruption. The gryphon looked surprised as well, but his wide-eyed expression was pointed to the ground for a brief moment before regaining his breath. His blush was lessening, but a noticeable amount was still on his cheeks as he looked towards Canvas while rubbing the back of his head. “I-I mean... “

To be honest, Troy wasn’t completely sure why he stopped his coltfriend’s apology so quickly. Even though he didn’t want to make Canvas feel guilty about using him like that, he knew that wasn’t the reason. As the feathers on his head began to ruffle outward a little while scratching, Troy’s eyes peered away from the pony before adding, “I… I would’ve said something if… if I didn’t want it…”

The last part of that admission was enough to make Troy’s feathers plume out fully once more. Meanwhile, Canvas just widened his eyes in a mix of surprise and slight relief. His head tilted when he asked, “Wha… Wait, really?”

Troy’s heavy blush was returning, and was evident even under the heavy shower. His head pointed away from Canvas, but the gryphon still nodded his head feebly. “Y… yeah,” he confessed in a sheepish voice which could barely be heard over the running water. “It… It reminds a bit of that theater thing… a-a-and…”

With the way Troy’s face was turning more bashful with each passing second of silence, Canvas was starting to connect the dots. His brows slowly began to raise, and his previously worried expression turned an intrigued glance. While looking the gryphon up and down, the corners of Canvas’ muzzle began to curl up wickedly. The stallion narrowed his eyes on Troy’s nervous face as he asked in a slightly teasing tone, “Troyyyy… What do you want to tell me?~”

Canvas’ tone of voice was enough to make Troy’s face feel a lot hotter, even while underneath the freezing cold water. His beak clicked repeatedly, and his eyes stayed firmly away from his grinning boyfriend at the window. Even though he was petrified at actually answering him honestly, the gryphon couldn’t stop thinking about what was running through his perverted mind. And with the way his heartbeat was rising again, Troy also knew what he was wanting to say…

“... I…” Troy’s eyes shut tightly, and his pause was emphasized greatly by the nervous swallow he made while looking away from Canvas. After a couple seconds, Troy took a deep breath and reopened his beak meagerly.

“... Iwouldn’tminddoingitagain…”

Even with how nervous Troy looked while making that admission, Canvas could barely keep from giggling to himself with a wide smile on his blushing face. Of course, the stallion still tried to keep that to himself before saying, “Well, I can’t say I’m that surprised. Nice to know that movie theater thing really wasn’t a one-time moment.”

Troy cringed a little from that memory, but not enough to really see that as a bad thing. “Y-yeah, I guess…” After taking a more calming breath out, the gryphon finally looked back at Canvas with a small smile on his face. “Ummm, thanks for making sure Derpy didn’t see me like that.”

Canvas just rolled his eyes with a cheerful sigh, “Oh, come on! Do you really think I wouldn’t have? Give me a little more credit than that.”

“No, I do,” assured Troy with a claw raised at him. “Believe me, I do trust you. It was just a big thing and I…”

Troy’s beak tightened shut for a couple seconds, and his expression turned more bashful before finishing his statement. “And… I’m really glad to have someone I can trust like that, you know?”

Canvas’ eyes widened, and it was clear from his blushed smile that he was touched by what his boyfriend said. “Awwww!” He then left the window and shouted out for Troy to hear, “You stay there!”

Before Troy could ask why, Canvas rushed out of the house through the side door. Without warning, the pony ran up to Troy underneath the shower to give him a caring hug. “Oh, Troy! You’re so--OOOOHHH!!!”

Due to the fact that Troy’s shower was completely freezing, Canvas’ fur stood on end in the few brief seconds it didn’t get matted by the water. Troy just laughed at the shivering pony’s reaction, but still wrapped his forelegs around him to return the hug and give him some body heat. “It’s alright, Canvas. You’re really sweet too.”

Canvas gave a cheeky smile up to his mate while pressed against his wet chest. Of course, that shaky smile lessened a bit as he asked, “Ummm… T-T-Troy? Could y-you t-t-turn on the hot water, p-p-please?”

“Oh! Right!” Troy quickly lifted a claw to grip at the lever right beside the shower head, and soon the water began to change from blistering cold to a pleasantly warm temperature. As soon as the change was evident, Canvas sighed with his eyes closed while nuzzling the gryphon’s chest lovingly. Troy did the same as he rested the bottom of his chin on top of Canvas’ head. As the water cascaded down the two, the couple savored the silence for over a minute before either of them said anything.

“Hey, Troy…”

“... What?”

“Well… when do you think you’ll… be ready?”

…

“After work.”

Author's Note

Alright, guys! I hope you like this new edition to my story. Sorry if it's a little too fillerish, but I wanted something actually set up before getting to Troy's cherry being popped. Plus, it's nice to write semi-exhibition stuff like this~

Also, I wanna thank my Boyfriend Stormbutt for looking over this chapter for me. Check out his stories sometime because he's really talented.

Chapter Eleven: Making A Chickie (Part One)

Author's Note

Just as a quick note, this chapter is mostly just story and doesn't really have much sexual content in it. If you're just wanting sex, go to part two.

Chapter Eleven: Making A Chickie (Part One)

After a quick breakfast and a kiss goodbye, Troy was back at work with his Weather Team. Due to his unplanned absence, the gryphon made sure to take the more difficult tasks when he clocked in, mostly in an attempt to make sure his coworkers wouldn’t be too upset at him. Fortunately, it seemed that none of the crew members were that peeved about him leaving for a week and a half. Of course, by the time most of the morning cloud repositionings were completed, Troy was more than a little suspicious that his boss was the reason for that.

Rainbow Dash, who already completed her run of altocumulus clouds for the morning, was lying on top of one with a magazine in hoof when the gryphon flew towards her. Her ears perked up when she heard his wings flapping from a distance away, so she was able to casually put her reading material down by the time Troy landed beside her. “Hey Troy,” said Dash nonchalantly as she leaned back on her forelegs. Her head tilted when she asked with a hint of surprise, “Did you get that cumulonimbus done already?”

“Yeah, I did,” said Troy with a huff while giving the mare a more deadpanned stare, “but that’s not why I’m here.”

The gryphon turned his head to see where the other workers were. Even from a couple miles away, Troy was able to see that most of them were situated around a stratus cloud to stretch it out over a small pond. Happy that they weren’t within earshot, Troy returned his attention to Dash and asked, “Did you tell them anything while I was gone?”

“Like what?” asked Rainbow in a genuinely unknowing tone. “All I said was that I gave you some time off work. Why?”

Troy’s eyes narrowed on her suspiciously. “So you didn’t mention any details? Because last time I checked, ponies usually get a little ticked off when a coworker leaves for no reason. But I haven’t gotten any flack from them since I clocked in. So unless you told them anything, I wanna know what’s up.”

Dash seemed a bit puzzled when she asked, “Wait, seriously? You happened to get a week off during one of the slowest times of the year, and you’re upset because your coworkers aren’t mad at you?”

Despite his boss’ point, Troy groaned with a roll of his eyes and retorted, “No! I just want to make sure you didn’t tell them anything too personal, okay? I’d rather have them asking questions about my week with Canvas during the lunch shift.”

Rainbow just sighed. “Oh, come on! Do you really think I’d tell the guys about your sex life?! I Pinkie Promised that I wouldn’t do that, remember? Believe me, that’s something I would never break.”

Hearing the honesty in Dash’s voice, the gryphon breathed out in slight relief. Even though he wasn’t sure if his boss kept that promise because of him, or because of the fear of Pinkie Pie’s wrath, Troy was grateful that Rainbow didn’t blab about his first time with Canvas. However, that sentiment pretty much vanished when he heard the mare add bluntly, “Of course, I’m pretty sure they all already know you and Canvas are doing it.”

Troy’s eyes nearly shot out of his head in shock. “WHAT?!”

“What?” replied Rainbow with her hooves raised. “I mean, it’s not that hard to guess you two started getting physical after Canvas finished that painting! Ever since you two got together, it was clear that both of you were busy with stuff, right?”

Even though Troy knew that she was right, he was still peeved at what Dash told him. He looked away from her with an angered pout that went alongside his small blush.

“Plus,” she continued in a more logical tone of voice, “the fact that you specifically told me not to say anything about it kinda made them know right there! As soon as I said that your absence was a personal leave, they all had a good idea of what it was really about. Those ‘I can’t say’ kinds of answers aren’t usually the best, you know?”

Troy let out a deep and bitter exhale, letting Dash’s reasoning sink in as he sat with a brooding face. Despite the fact that the feathers ruffling from his head made him look more cute than upset, Dash suppressed the urge to giggle while adding in a hesitant voice, “Aaaaaand… a few of them may have seen your broken bed frame outside the house that one day.”

“What?!” shouted Troy as he whipped his head back to her.

“What?” repeated Dash like she wasn’t expecting that kind of reaction. “Did you really expect ponies to not talk about that when it was outside all day for everypony to see? I’m kinda surprised you haven’t heard anything about it since then!”

Troy wanted to ask how many ponies were talking about that broken bed, but his mind started going over past events while his beak hung half-open. He already knew that Big Macintosh and Apple Bloom knew about the bed (as well as Zecora, most likely), but he wouldn’t have been surprised of either of them started talking and spread that detail around town. It would definitely explain why Derpy was giggling the next morning when she asked if they slept well. Or why Missus Cake offered Canvas’ sundae to be half-off when they visited Sugar Cube Corner; although, he was unsure if that was because she wanted them to save money on a new bed, or if she just assumed Canvas got hurt because of how the bed broke. Either way, Troy felt kinda dumb for not catching those signs until now.

Troy blinked a couple times before he asked with a hint of worry, “So… how many ponies know about the bed?”

Rainbow Dash scoffed and shrugged her shoulders. “I dunno. At least half the town, probably!”

“Ugh!” Troy sunk his face into his claws and groaned in shame. “Dammit!”

“Oh, stop freaking out!” said the mare before giving Troy a sharp nudge with her hoof. “Seriously, nopony cares if you two are having sex or not!”

Troy pulled his face out from his claws to glare at the pony. “Oh really? Then why is our bed breaking the big story in town!?”

“Uh, because it’s funny?”

That just made Troy look even angrier.

“Oh, stop getting so upset!” snapped Dash with a peeved expression of her own. “The two of you being a couple is still a big thing around town, so what did you expect? In case you haven’t noticed, there aren’t exactly a lot of Interspecies couples in Equestria. And especially not in Ponyville.”

Despite Dash’s point, Troy’s slowly relaxing expression was soon followed by one of his brows raising back at her. “So, despite all the crazy stuff that happens in this area because of you and your Element friends, my love life with Canvas is the more interesting story in town?”

Now it was Dash’s turn to pause in contemplation. “Well… Okay, you have a point there,” she admitted with a meager shrug, “but most of our stuff is settled pretty quickly! Like, usually within an hour at the most. But you guys have been going pretty strong, even before it became an official thing.”

After a few seconds of silence, Troy sighed and settled on the cloud beside her while thinking it over. “I mean… that may be true, but it’s still not something I’m used to. Like, this is the very first relationship I’ve ever been in, and I have ponies talking about it like it’s a friggin tabloid or something!”

“Hey, it’s better than the actual tabloids Shining and Cadance have to deal with up in the Crystal Empire. You know how many pregnancy rumors have been circulating about those two?”

“Well, that’s sort of a given,” replied Troy with a glance back at Rainbow. “It’s pretty clear those two are gonna get a kid soon.”

That just made Dash’s head tilt before she replied blankly. “And you don’t think that’s a little hypocritical?”

Troy didn’t need to pause that long to see her reasoning after that question. Instead, his eyes just widened for a brief moment before pointing at her with a talon. “Touchè.”

Dash exhaled with a roll of her eyes and said, “Look, I don’t blame you for wanting your relationship with Canvas to be more private or casual, but it’s still a pretty big thing right now! I mean heck, you two were part of a betting pool because so many ponies wanted you to hook up!”

“A bet that was started by you,” said Troy with his eyes narrowed on her strongly.

“NO, it was Flitter and Cloudchaser who started it. I just spread the wager outside of work.” She then sighed briefly to get back on track. “Anyway, I’m just saying that the reason so many ponies are talking about you two is because they care about you! Everypony knows that you were the one who saved Canvas, so the fact that you two are a couple now is really sweet! Heck, even though I hate to say it, it really is like one of those gushy fantasy novels Rarity keeps trying to get me to read! How can you not talk about it?”

Troy hated to admit it, but he could understand Rainbow Dash’s reasoning. He wasn’t a fan, but he knew he’d probably act the same way in a small town like this it it was someone else. So after taking a deep breath and looking away from the mare, Troy just looked outward in silence. Rainbow Dash’s muzzle skewed briefly before she added, “Hey, come on. At least ponies aren’t teasing you two about it. I’d consider that a win right there!”

“Yeah, I get it,” said Troy in a more relaxed-sounding voice while looking out at the nea endless horizon of sky in front of them. When he noticed his coworkers just finishing their work in the distance, the gryphon huffed and began to get up. “Still,” he said as he looked back at her with a smile, “it’s nice that you didn’t tell anypony about it. That means a lot.”

“Hey, no problem,” Dash said as she got up as well. But before Troy could fly off to meet up with the crew, the mare gave him a stern glance as she added in a firm voice, “Just like YOU didn’t see me the other day at the store, right?”

“Of course, of course…” Despite his assurance, Troy couldn’t resist cracking a smile as he glanced back at Dash and asked cheekily, “Can I ask what you were getting from ther--”

“NO.” Dash opened her wings and shot off before Troy could finish his question. The gryphon merely chuckled as he saw her shoot off, surprised he was able to get under her skin so quickly.

“Damn,” muttered Troy as he flew off in tow of the mare, “I thought Rarity would be the kinky one of the group.”

In Ponyville’s main town square, Canvas was trotting towards the marketplace with his near-empty art bag by his side. Even though the stallion already had most of his necessities already stocked in the kitchen, he figured a quick run into town for a couple small things would help calm his thoughts. After his morning spent with Troy in an… unorthodox manner, he felt it was best to clear his head from today’s later plans with a small jog. Nevertheless, despite his attempts, Canvas’ heart was still thumping faster than usual due to his lingering thoughts about that gryphon.

Ever since he was younger and first came to terms with what he wanted sexually, Canvas pretty much assumed that he would prefer to be the bottom in most circumstances. Even if he was thinking about more petite and feminine-looking stallions, his mind usually veered towards the thought of being taken instead of the one taking. And given who his current partner was, Canvas never would’ve imagined that his mindset would change so quickly.

Of course, that was before seeing how cute that big, masculine gryphon looked when he was acting feeble and submissive. Granted, Canvas knew that Troy was an amazing top, and he wouldn’t fathom the idea of anyone else rutting him as wonderfully as that gryphon. But still, despite how much he loved it, the idea of giving Troy that same kind of feeling made the fur on the stallion’s back stand up in excitement. He could only imagine how his boyfriend would look in that kind of position, or how he would sound~

“Unnfff…” Canvas bit his lip with that blushed exhale, hoping his thoughts weren’t somehow being projected for everypony in town to hear; and while he knew that was a stupid idea, he couldn’t be too careful with a near-omnipotent draconequus roaming around Equestria freely. Regardless, it wasn’t long before more lewd thoughts began to swim through the pony’s cloudy mind. While he tried to keep himself from looking too obviously distracted, his hind legs instinctively came closer together while waking in case anything were to show between them. By the time he reached the marketplace, his thoughts were overwhelming enough to make him almost bump into the apple stand.

Applejack was busy getting the last of the apples arranged on the top row of her stand, but her attention turned to the stallion when he made a quick jolt and stopped before bumping into her. “Oh! Hey there, Canvas,” said Applejack cheerfully as she went to her spot behind the arrangement. “How’ve you been?”

“Oh, uhh… pretty good.” Canvas blushed a little while rubbing the back of his head, mostly from being embarrassed how much his mind has been wandering off that morning. Of course, the display of rather enticing fruit between him and Applejack was enough to make him think a little more clearly. He reached for a couple bits in his bag and asked, “Can I get a small bag of the Fuji Apples, please?”

“Sure thing! That’ll be three bits.” Due to her honest means of business, Applejack was one of the only ponies in the marketplace that Canvas didn’t have to haggle with in regards to a fair price. So, he gave her the payment with no problem before taking the small net of fruit. Of course, as he was putting his items in his art bag, he overheard the sound of sly snickering coming from behind Applejack.

Slowly, Granny Smith hobbled towards the stand beside her granddaughter while shooting Canvas a cheeky grin. “Heh heh heh… How’s the bed huntin’ been goin’ for ya?”

Canvas’ cheeks immediately grew red as he froze with his eyes widened.

“D’oh! Granny!” said Applejack annoyedly while shooting her a sharp glance. “C’mon now! Ya shouldn’t be pesterin’ him about that in public!”

“What? It’s just a question!” While Applejack huffed with narrowed eyes on her, Granny just rolled hers and looked back at the embarrassed-looking pony. “By the way, tell that Troy feller thanks for givin’ Apple Bloom the easier answer ‘bout that bed breakin’. She might not be a foal no more, but Ah’d rather wait until she’s a little older before explainin’ the birds and the bees.”

Canvas cringed while looking away from the older mare with a hoof covering his face. “Granny!” snapped Applejack. “Can ya please not pester the customers ‘bout that stuff?! It could keep other customers from comin’ here!”

“What other customers?” asked Granny while pointing a hoof out at the vacant space around their stand. “We just opened, so there ain’t nopony here yet!” She then motioned towards Canvas and added, “Besides, Ah just wanted ta make sure our neighbor wasn’t sleepin’ on a mattress on the dang floor! Bed frames aren’t that hard ta make, ya know.”

“Oh! Ummm…” Canvas’ hoof moved from his face to back of his head to rub awkwardly again. Of course, his eyes still looked away from the mares when he answered, “A-Actually, we got a new bedding set up already. It isn’t a frame, but… it’s actually really nice…”

“Wait, really?” asked Applejack in surprise with one of her brows raised. “Ah kinda figured you two’d need somethin’ custom-made given what happened to the first one.”

Granny Smith giggled to herself, which made Applejack give a brief glare towards her. Canvas tried to ignore it as he put his hoof down and continued. “Well, it kinda is custom made… Troy went and got a bunch of blankets to wrap around the mattress and make it into a nest.”

“A nest?” For a couple seconds Applejack seemed puzzled by that kind of solution. Of course, her expression settled to a shrug as soon as she remembered what species Troy was. “Oh yeah. Ah guess that makes sense.”

Of course, Granny Smith just looked at Canvas with a sly smirk while chuckling under her breath. “Ho, boy,” she said with a knowing gleam in her eyes. “That reminds me of when Ah stayed in the Gryphon Kingdom.”

Canvas looked rather surprised by hearing that. “You were in the Gryphon Kingdom?”

“Ah sure as sugar was!” exclaimed the mare proudly. “Back when Ah was part of the Equestrian Swimmin’ Team, we did some shows in Griffinstone for a week. Of course, this was back when that place was still in good condition...”

For a few minutes, the elderly mare went on about her times as an aerobic swimmer, and Canvas was piqued enough by her stories to listen patiently with a look of interest. Applejack already heard a good portion of Granny’s tales from that lifestyle, so she trailed off and went back to making sure there weren’t any noticeable empty spaces in the apple display. However, during her ramblings, Granny Smith decided to end it with a cheeky tone in her voice, “... Anyways, we ended up havin’ a good reputation in that town as entertainers! But after our team met up with a few of the gryphons one night, we ended up stayin’ an extra month! And let me tell ya what, we broke a LOT of beds in that short amount of time! He HEE!”

The stand nearly broke from how hard Applejack pushed her hooves down on it in shock. She may have heard Granny's stories a thousand times, but that detail was never mentioned once. “Wait, WHAT?!” she shouted in shock while staring back at her grandmother wide-eyed. Canvas was stunned as well, but his first reaction was to quickly look around and make sure not too many ponies were nearby to overhear Granny Smith’s statement.

“Oh, don’cha worry, Applejack,” said Granny with a quick reassuring glance back at her, “this was before Ah met your grandpappy. And back in those days, mares like me could leave for a good amount of time ta have some real fun before settlin’ down, if ya know what Ah’m sayin’~”

“UGH!” Applejack instantly read between the lines, and quickly turned away from Granny with her hooves over her face. “Granny, that is TOO MUCH information!”

Canvas was staring at the older mare with a baffled, but slightly impressed looked on his face. “Wait, you… you were with a gryphon once?”

“A gryphon?” asked Granny with an arched brow back at him. “Oh, please! Them fellers were like jelly beans! Once us girls each had one of ‘em, we had to see how good the others were! And let me tell ya, some of them must’ve been part dragon with what they were packin’ between their legs!”

“AAHHHH!!!” Not wanting that mental image in her head, Applejack shoved her hooves against her ears with her eyes clenched shut. “Not cool Granny! NOT. COOL!”

“Oh, quit yer bellyachin’!” snapped Granny back at her granddaughter. “We’re all adults here! It ain’t like Ah’m bringin’ up what positions Ah was in with 'em!” She then paused for a second before turning back to Canvas with a wink as she whispered, “But Ah can give ya some pointers if ya want~”

Applejack’s hooves pressed tighter against her ears desperately. “La, la, la, la, la! Ah’m not listenin’! La, la, la, la!”

Despite how awkward the situation must’ve been for Applejack, Canvas had to cover his mouth with a hoof while struggling not to laugh. Granny rolled her eyes with a groan at her granddaughter’s behavior, but kept her attention on Canvas with a cheerful grin on her wrinkled muzzle. “Ah’m just sayin, you are one lucky feller ta have someone like Troy. Heck, if that gryphon wasn’t swingin’ the way he is, he’d have’ta worry about me wantin’ a piece of him!”

Both of them laughed a little at that sentiment, and Canvas was sure to give the mare a thankful nod. “Well, thank you Missus Smith,” said Canvas with a grateful smile on his muzzle. “I’ll be sure to let him know that when he finishes work.”

“Well, you don’t have’ta tell him nuthin’ ‘bout that last part,” jeered Granny with a wave of her hoof playfully. “Just be sure ta take care of ‘im when he comes home.”

Granny gave another wink after saying that, hoping that stallion got the hint. Canvas kept his smile and nodded back at her. “Oh, believe me. I will.”

With that, Canvas made his leave from the stand with a wave of his hoof. Granny Smith waved back with a smile, but stopped when she saw the disheveled look that her granddaughter was giving her. With the way Applejack’s eyes were pinned on her with a flat stare and pursed shut lips, it was clear that she was trying her hardest not to give Granny a tongue-lashing for the things she heard her say.

Of course, Granny just huffed with a smirk and looked back ahead for any potential customers. “Oh, quit lookin’ at me like that. You should be lucky Ah ain’t bringin’ up my trip to Zebrica.”

Fortunately for Troy, the rest of his shift in weather patrol went rather smoothly. Even if his coworkers knew about the true reason for his leave of absence, none of them were crass enough to question him about it during lunch break. They all knew that the gryphon deserved some much-needed time with Canvas, so any discussion between them was left safe for work. And by the time his shift ended, Troy was actually feeling a lot more at ease while flying home.

Of course, the realization that work was over made the gryphon start to think about what was to come after he arrived back home. Even though he was over a hundred feet from the ground with the wind brushing hard against his wings, his growing thoughts were what was making his heart rate increase alongside his deepening blush. His breathing turned shaky as he flew, and all he could do was envision what could be in store for him.

He might’ve been significantly larger than his coltfriend (at least in most aspects), but the meek expression he had on his face gave off a completely different impression of what their roles might’ve been. Heck, with the way he was blushing at the thought of that confident, domineering pony, all that he needed was a cute little collar to make his appearance complete. Or perhaps some stockings to go over his paws to give him a more feminine look. Maybe Canvas had those in his shopping bag, just to bring out for later use and put his little Chickie in his place~

Troy clenched his eyes shut and quickly shook his head. He had no idea why those thoughts came to his head, but he knew better than to be this distracted while flying so high up in the air. The more he thought about it, the more baffled he was at how differently he was acting over the past few days.

Even if he did enjoy it. A lot.

“Ugh!” grunted the gryphon with his eyes clenched for a brief second. What was that stallion doing to him?! Troy hasn’t even bottomed for him yet, but he already felt like he was underneath Canvas’ hoof like some lust-minded servant. Just a week ago, nothing got him harder than the thought of pounding that pony’s luscious rump like he was breeding a mare in heat. But now that he got a taste of what Canvas was like in control, Troy wanted more like some kind of addiction. He wanted Canvas to have that kind of position. He wanted to be taken. He wanted to be penetrated and filled to the brim with that thick, throbbing stallionhood.

And he wanted that pony to give him that kind of embarrassed thrill he received that morning, as well as in the theater.

By the time he landed back at the front lawn of his home, Troy was breathing heavily and sporting a rather obvious hard-on. Luckily, nopony seemed to be nearby for him to see, so the gryphon felt no qualms as he walked to the side door with a determined and almost needy look in his eyes. Even though he looked like he was about to pin Canvas down and claim that aqua coated rear for his own, Troy’s mindset was the exact opposite. He wanted to take it.

Hard.

However, as soon as he stepped into the living area of the barn, his senses were overloaded with an amazing smell coming from the kitchen. It may have not been bacon (or even fried-up canned ham, which was strangely craving a lot lately), but the savory aroma of spices wafting from the kitchen doorway was enough to make Troy pause momentarily after closing the door behind him. Even though there was a loud sizzling coming from the kitchen, the sound of the door made Canvas shout out, “Troy, is that you? I got a pot of curry simmering on the stove, and the egg rolls are almost done!”

Troy’s eyes widened, and his stomach made an involuntary growl in approval. He may have been rock hard, and he may have had his mind set on one specific thing today. But dammit if he didn’t want some egg rolls now.

Chapter Twelve: Making A Chickie (Part Two)

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Chapter Thirteen: New Attire

“... Mmmmmrrrrrghhhhhh…”

The alarm hadn’t gone off yet, but the silver gryphon still groaned out heavily. He laid in the nest on his stomach, and his muscles ached like crazy. It had only been a few hours since his cherry was thoroughly popped by his lover, but Troy felt like he was asleep for almost a year straight. Regardless, it took him a moment to adjust to how groggy felt while laying on the bedding. After growing enough consciousness to not just fall back to sleep, Troy stretched out his limbs and yawned loudly enough to reverberate through the room.

Of course, the instant the gryphon relaxed and untensed his muscles, two things soon came to his mind while his eyes were closed. One: he was the only one in bed, as he couldn’t feel his coltfriend under or against any of his sprawled-out legs. And secondly: due to what he did the previous night, his tailhole was stinging horribly.

Fortunately for Troy, his ears perked up when he heard the sound of Canvas’ hoofsteps coming up the stairs to their loft. Since the aqua stallion woke up earlier than usual, he had enough time to make Troy a light breakfast before hearing his yawn. Along with the food he placed on a tray on his back, Canvas also had an ice-pack ready for obvious reasons.

“Troy?” asked the pony softly as he popped his head into the room and peered at Troy in the nest. “Are you awake?”

“Mmmmnnghhh…” Troy barely moved in response, but he groaned out a tried reply to answer his coltfriend. “Barely.”

Canvas took that answer as a positive one, and huffed with a smile before walking up to the gryphon. “Well, you should be lucky I just got breakfast made,” he said while keeping the items carefully balanced on his back. As he craned his head back to pick up the pot of coffee and place it on the floor, the stallion kept a cheery tone while making sure his boyfriend was alright. “I don’t know about you,” said the stallion after putting the pot down on the ground, “But I slept really well last night~”

“Mnnnghhh… good for you,” muttered Troy while his face was sunken in his pillow. After sighing deeply, the gryphon rolled to the side so that his beak wasn’t muffled under the bedding. “I wanna say I slept alright too, but that might just be because I passed out.”

“Well, I can certainly say I understand how that feels~” Canvas leaned in with the ice-pack, and made sure the gryphon saw the cold package before slowly placing it on top of his butt. Troy sucked some air through his beak sharply, but he didn’t try to jolt away from the uncomfortable bout of coldness that was pressed against his tailhole. After seeing Troy shudder for a long, lingering moment, Canvas made sure the ice-pack would stay on his rear before he asked, “Do you want me to talk with Rainbow Dash about you staying home from work? I’m sure she’d--”

“No,” grunted Troy firmly with a shake of his head. He tried to keep a stern look, but it was a little tricky to do so while laying in a presented position on the bed to keep the ice-pack in place. Regardless, the gryphon took a breath before explaining, “I already took way too much time off from Rainbow’s deal, and she’d probably be pissed if I took off any more days. Besides, I’m usually on my wings or my paws during my shifts. I can go a day or two without needing to sit.”

Canvas didn’t look too sure with that assurance, but he still sighed and shrugged after hearing his boyfriend’s insistence. “Well, if you say so…” Not wanting to press the issue any further, the pony got the remainder of his breakfast items off of his back and beside Troy’s side of the nest. “Can you at least promise not to push yourself too hard? I mean, you remember how sensitive I was after my first time, right?”

“It’s alright, babe,” said the gryphon in a much kinder tone. He glanced up at his aqua stallion with a warm and loving smile, and yawned tiredly before adding, “I promise I won’t push myself, okay? Besides, weather duty has been pretty lax lately, so I doubt it’ll be too bad.”

“Oh?” asked Canvas with a raised brow while smirking down at him. “Just like you thought you had the free time to play with that plug before the movie theater?~”

Troy’s beak clenched shut for a moment, and his blush deepened while he looked away from the stallion. Meanwhile, Canvas just chuckled before leaning down to kiss the gryphon on the cheek. “Oh, come on. I’m just joking, and you know it. Besides, who knows? Maybe something similarly fun could happen today~”

Despite how sultrily Canvas said that with a perk of his brows, Troy’s expression turned flat as he stared up at him. “Dude,” he asked in an unamused tone, “my ass feels like it’s on fire right now. What would make you think something like the movie theater thing will happen today?”

“Well, I don’t mean it like that,” stated Canvas with a playful roll of his eyes. “Buuuuttt…” As his eyes locked back down on the gryphon, they narrowed as his grin widened a bit, “it’s hard to deny that it’s really fun to see you get all flustered and blushy for me~”

Troy may have been significantly larger in stature than his coltfriend, but his feathers still ruffled out timidly as he blushed even deeper in response to that statement. Even though Canvas wasn’t planning to try anything too randy before the gryphon got his breakfast, he still leaned in even closer to make him squirm needily. The stallion opened his muzzle slowly, and used his tongue to click one of the tufts of his ears in a teasing manner. “Also,” the pony whispered in a lustful tone while nuzzling Troy’s neck, and feeling how much his heart-rate was increasing this early in the morning, “while you’re away at work, you better believe I’m gonna take a visit to that store to get you som--”

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Troy and Canvas yelped and jolted away from each other while the alarm clock blared loudly. When Troy tried to turn off the alarm, he winced painfully the instant he rolled to his side and moved his hind-legs the wrong way. Fortunately, Canvas was able to shut off the beeping and get Troy back on his stomach. “You alright?” asked the stallion as he got the ice-pack back on his rear. “I swear, I thought you turned the alarm off! Are you sure you don’t wanna take the day off?”

“Yeah, I’m sure,” groaned Troy as he stretched out carefully in the nest, knowing he had to wake himself up soon. Plus, given how much Canvas’ words caused his member to grow from his sheathe, the gryphon wanted to do something to help combat the strain of his erection between his body and the mattress. “D-Don’t worry, babe. I… I just need the ice pack for another moment. I’ll be good after I eat some breakfast.”

After sighing in silent acceptance, Canvas gave his boyfriend a peck on the cheek and nuzzled his feathered neck. “Well, alright then. I’ll go get some painkillers while I’m in town though, just in case.”

Troy smiled and returned the nuzzle lovingly, not realizing that he was purring a little under his breath. Canvas made a light giggle in response, but didn’t say anything about it as he pulled away from him. Instead, his smirk turned more sultry again while saying, “And if you really are feeling better later on, who knows?~ Maybe I could get some other things in town for my…”

Canvas’ muzzle widened in a devilish grin, pausing his reply with great emphasis while perking his brows knowingly at the gryphon. Despite the spoon full of oatmeal in his claw, Troy still shivered as his blush reappeared, which caused his breakfast to splatter and drip back into his bowl. As his eyes widened slowly, the gryphon could see from his coltfriend’s smirk what he wanted him to do. Meanwhile, Canvas just smiled a little wider as he waited, purposely not finishing his statement so that Troy could say it himself.

The moment felt unbelievably embarrassing to the gryphon, but he had to squirm a bit in his nest due to his member growing harder underneath him. His face grew hotter in growing discomfort, and his heart raced quickly enough to make him temporarily forget the throbbing pain under his tail. After taking a deep breath, Troy exhaled shakily as he opened his beak and said in the most sheepish voice, “... Ch… chickie?”

Canvas grinned especially wide, and giggled before kissing the blushed birdie on the forehead in satisfaction. “That’s right,” purred the stallion with narrowed eyes on Troy. He then went towards the stairs to make his leave, making sure to carry a pronounced sway in his purposely slow trot. Knowing that the gryphon was still staring at him, Canvas smirked to himself with each rock of his hips, which made his tail swing and flag around to further tease his mate.

“Gnnnnghhh…” Upon seeing Canvas’ obvious display, Troy writhed even more with a needy groan escaping his beak. But since his ass was still tremendously sore, and he was in a less than comfortable position to try and get up, the gryphon was left in even greater discomfort as he felt himself throbbing hard against the bedding. Unfortunately, that feeling was intensified when he saw his coltfriend pause at the top of the steps, and look back at him to say, “You know, if you do feel better after eating breakfast, maybe I can help you out~”

And without another word, Canvas flagged his tail up high and left the loft, not giving any notice to the enticed groan he heard the gryphon make in response to seeing that. Meanwhile, Troy shuddered with a clenched beak after catching that flaunting glimpse of Canvas’ tempting backside. He wanted to get right up from his nest and pounce the stallion to the floor for a proper rutting. However, with how badly his tailhole was clenching in pain, the gryphon knew he had no choice but to sigh in frustration, and try to focus on his breakfast while hard as a rock.

About fifteen minutes passed before Derpy finally flew in towards the barn with Troy and Canvas’ mail. All that they had were a couple of bills and a coupon book (as well as some weird unmarked box from Manehattan), but the pegasus still felt dumb for getting to them so late in her shift. She wanted to place the blame on that long line at Sugar Cube Corner when she went to get a coffee, but she knew better than to push her luck. Especially when she was on the clock and started work late enough as it was.

When she landed on the grassy lawn, Derpy sighed and wiped the bottom of her hooves for a second. As she pulled Troy and Canvas’ mail out of her bag, she planned to make a quick apology to the two for her tardiness while going up to the door. However, the instant that she raised a hoof to knock on the door, she heard a loud whump from the other side that made her jolt back. She was just about to worry that something bad happened, but that went away the instant she heard Canvas gasp and shriek, “T-Troy! You… you finished your breakfast already?! How did you get up so soon!?”

Despite how flustered the stallion sounded, Derpy couldn’t react much before hearing Troy’s lustful growl from inside the barn. “Mmmghhh… Well, maybe you shouldn’t be such a bucking tease~”

The pegasus’ brows raised quite a bit, and her cheeks turned a beet red as she realized what they have have been getting into. So instead of interrupting the two, Derpy bit her lip uncomfortably and slipped their mail underneath the door. After leaning the package against the wall beside the door, she turned around to make her leave in silence. The mare groaned faintly with a jealous pout, and thought to herself with a sigh, Darnit, Troy… why did you have to fall for a dude?

Despite being genuinely happy for the gryphon, the pegasus had to avoid thinking too hard about her own feelings as she flew off to give Troy his privacy. Meanwhile inside the barn, it didn’t seem like either of the guys noticed the mail that slipped under the door, even though Canvas was leaned up against it by his boyfriend’s weight. Of course, considering how deep Canvas’ blush was becoming across his smirking muzzle, it didn’t seem like he’d notice much instead of the horny gryphon pinning him from behind.

“Mmmmm~” Canvas bit his bottom lip while smiling and narrowing his eyes up at him. Troy’s claws were tightly grasped to the back of the stallion’s front hooves, keeping them against the door while the pony stood on his hind-legs. Even though he was still slightly worried that Troy shouldn’t be this active so soon after getting out of bed, Canvas shuddered when he felt the gryphon’s rigid member prodding the dock of his tail. “Oh my~ I… I take it you’re good?~”

Troy leaned his head in with a rumbling growl, and nuzzled the stallion’s neck as he said, “Oooohhh… I’m more than good~”

His beak opened up wide, and his tongue came out to make a deep lap across the side of Canvas’ neck. The pony shuddered strongly with a hard moan, not expecting that lick to make his hind-legs tremble so much in response. But alas, while he was pinned against the door so unceremoniously, the stallion could only close his eyes with a heavy groan while his stallionhood slipped from his sheathe. However, even though Troy wanted to just rut his coltfriend senselessly right here and now, his lack of lubricant within reach made him settle with just rubbing his meaty cock against the underside of Canvas’ tail.

Fortunately, those teasing rubs of the gryphon’s throbbing flesh against his tailhole just made Canvas moan louder with a deepening blush. “Ahhh!~ T… Troyyyyyy~”

“What’s the matter?~” jeered Troy with a cocky grin, savoring the sight of his stallion squirming helplessly in his grasp. “Don’t like being teased?~”

“Nnnnghhhh…” Canvas could feel his cock growing harder by the second, and it took everything in him to keep from begging for his boyfriend to actually take him. Unfortunately, despite how riled-up he was getting, the pony knew that any kind of quickie would probably result in Troy getting late for work. But even with that reminder in his mind, Canvas had to conceal his shivered moans from the feel of Troy’s throbbing member rubbing up against his tailhole. “You… Y-You have to go to woooorrrrkkk…”

“Mmmmph~” Troy’s groan in response sounded more like an antsy growl Canvas would expect to hear from some feral beast in the Everfree Forest. Of course, given how well he was accustomed to the gryphon’s animalistic actions in bed, that sound just made Canvas’ heart pound even harder. But even with that primal sound reverberating in the stallion’s ears, it was nothing compared to hearing him say, “Well then, I guess you need to get me off another way~”

After a strong shudder swept across his body, Canvas was able to breathe out and glance back at his enticed lover. The pony kept an antsy smirk on his muzzle as he said, “Oh, really now? I didn’t think the little chickie would be so insistent~”

That teasing name just made Troy growl even more as his grin widened. “Mmmm… You really wanna call me that while I have you like this?~”

Troy’s tone may have been seductively dominant enough to make Canvas’ fur stand on end, but he was quick to reply back, “W-Well… considering how much I felt it throb against me when I said it, I have a feeling you want that~”

Troy was planning to be the dominant one that morning, but he honestly couldn’t deny the legitimacy of Canvas’ statement. Nevertheless, the gryphon still kept him pinned against the door as he leaned in slowly. His golden eyes narrowed on the pony with growing intensity, ensuring that his mate wouldn’t try to resist his lustrous words. “Nnnnnn… What else do you think your little chickie wants?~”

Canvas may have been biting his lip rather tightly, but his half-lidded stare up at Troy was unmistakably randy. As his grin widened in response to that question, Canvas shuddered a little before saying in an antsy purr, “Well… maybe if you let me go, I can show you~”

Troy waited a moment to contemplate going against that, mostly since he was so hard he was tempted to just rut Canvas right there without hesitation. However, only a few seconds passed before the gryphon slowly complied. Of course, even as his claws let go of Canvas’ hooves, his cock was still rigidly wedged between the pony’s plump cheeks to tease at his tailhole. With that added titillation, the stallion groaned strongly with gritted teeth before turning himself around to face Troy. “Mmmmm… that’s a good chickie~”

Then without warning, Canvas lunged up and pounced the gryphon, catching him by surprise as he fell onto his back on the floor. Troy winced painfully from the ungraceful flop onto his back, but that was mostly from the reverberating pain from his backside. Luckily for the gryphon, his back and wings weren’t injured from that fall as he laid on the hardwood floor. However, even if they were, it wouldn’t have taken long for Troy to forget about the pain after Canvas got on top of him with an eager grin.

“Mmmgh!~” Troy clenched his eyes shut and let out a shuddered moan as the pony rubbed up against him, and that throbbing stallionhood slid against the underside of the gryphon’s cock. Getting into position, Canvas sat just below his lover’s waist while their members were pressed against each other. The stallion groaned with a grin when he felt just how much Troy’s cock throbbed against his own, and saw a thick drop of pre seep from the tip to roll down his meaty shaft. The scent of Troy’s musky arousal was enough to make his own cock throb hard, and his mind was soon clouded enough to make his body take over.

Canvas’ hooves came down and grasped both of their shafts at the same time, eliciting a sharp hiss from the gryphon’s grinning beak. When he finally reopened his eyes, Troy shivered in pleasure when he saw Canvas taking hold of their frotting cocks for some shared attention. By the time the stallion made that first slow stroke with his hooves, which slid up both of their members at the same time to make them shudder in unison, it wasn’t just Troy’s cock that was spurting random droplets of pre. Canvas’ massive stallionhood throbbed strongly enough to emit some clear fluids of its own, which soon went down from his flared head to seep between his and Troy’s cocks for added lucribation. As his hooves began to slide back down those rigid shafts, the precum that was soaking into his hooves made each movement much more slick and pleasurable for them.

“You… you know what I really wanna do with you?~” As the pony’s hooves began to slide up and down their cocks at a faster rate, each stroke caused Troy to grunt eagerly beneath him. Not waiting for the gryphon to actually make a response, Canvas just continued to stroke their frotted cocks while riding Troy’s writhing hips with each movement. “I… I wanna make you squirm, little chickie~”

With each he stroke he made, Canvas’ thoughts grew lewder as he saw how blushed and out-of-breath Troy was becoming. The gryphon could only try to moan in a strained tone as he let his coltfriend bring him closer to climax, even though each slide of those hooves made his talons and toes curl strongly from the intensity of it all. But due to how much he was writhing helplessly underneath the stallion, Troy was barely able to notice how devilish his coltfriend’s smirk had become. Canvas’ blue eyes narrowed down on his mate, and a mischievous idea made him think back to some of the items he purchased at the adult store.

“Hmmmm…” The idea was unbelievably risky, and he was unsure whether or not Troy would be up for it. However, when he saw how giddy the gryphon’s smile looked while being stroked, and he felt just how much his boyfriend’s thick cock was throbbing against his own, Canvas was certain he wouldn’t protest too much. So as he gave their cocks a few more long and teasing strokes with his hooves, the pony took a deep breath of that heady musk through his nostrils. And after exhaling in a deep and eager shudder, Canvas hesitantly pulled his pre-matted hooves back before lifting himself off the gryphon.

“Ahhh… Wha… What the…” Troy moaned a little in pent-up need as he felt that massive stallionhood pull away from his own member, with several strings of their pre connecting them for a couple seconds before breaking apart. As he reopened his eyes and blinked repeatedly in confusion, the gryphon almost looked drunk from how weak and slurred his words came out. “What’r… What’re you doing, babe?”

“Oh, don’t worry about that~” Keeping a cheeky grin, Canvas quickly trotted away from his mate and rushed up the stairs.

The gryphon laid on the floor in a bewildered state, with his heart still thumping as hard as his rigid cock, and it took him a moment before looking around in puzzlement and say, “H-Hey! Wh… where did you go!?”

“One secooonnnnnd~” replied Canvas in a sing-song tone from up in the loft. Troy’s ears perked up when he overheard the distinct rustling of paper, making him realize the pony was rifling through his bag from the adult shop. Even though he had no idea what Canvas was looking for, especially for something as simple as a quickie before work, the gryphon’s heart raced even faster in thought. His blush deepened as he waited another moment, realizing that his coltfriend must’ve had something special up his sleeve to end their frotting session for it.

Soon enough, Troy heard his coltfriend start humming a cheerful tune, which just made him even more anxious for what was to come. Meanwhile, the stallion trotted back down the steps with a chipper stride in his step. When Troy glanced back at him while leaned back against his claws, his eyes widened when he saw some odd elastic straps hanging from the pony’s muzzle. Canvas chuckled a little under his breath as he walked back to his boyfriend, his smirk quite evident even with the garment clutched between his teeth.

Troy sheepishly leaned back when the stallion came up to him, and he could only watch as Canvas held the item he collected with a free hoof. The gryphon blinked a few times when he got a better look at the thing, soon realizing it was some sort of jock-strap. However, instead of just some cupped piece of cloth at the front to cover himself with (which at this moment, would’ve been near-impossible due to how hard Troy still was), there seemed to be an odd-looking nub near the back of the faux-leather codpiece. And judging by the growing grin on Canvas’ face, that nub must’ve been rather important.

“You know what this is, chickie?~” asked the pony with a devilish smirk, which only widened when he saw Troy timidly shake his head. After biting his lip for a second to stifle an anxious groan, Canvas leaned in to get especially close to his boyfriend before explaining. “Wellllll… Let’s just say that I want to make sure you’ll be really ready by the time you get home from work today~”

That comment made Troy’s brows raise in worry, despite his cock twitching hard between his legs. “Uhhh… what do you mean by that?”

“What I mean is…” As soon as Canvas pulled his hooves downward towards the gryphon’s hips, his smile widened before throwing Troy’s legs up unexpectedly. While his boyfriend fell onto his back again, gasping a little in surprise, the stallion got himself between his raised legs while smiling wickedly down at him. “... I wanna see how pent-up you can get~”

Then without warning, Canvas slipped both of Troy’s hind-paws between the gaps of elastic of the jock-strap. Troy’s eyes shot wide-open as he realized what his pony was going to do, and tried to pull away in an effort to stop it. Given how hard his cock was throbbing, the gryphon wasn’t sure how much more pent-up he could get. But before he could try to speak up or protest, Canvas managed to slip the garment around his thighs and hips in the brief second the gryphon tried to lift himself up from the floor. Due to how rigid his cock was, the leather-like codpiece wasn’t even able to touch Troy’s waist as it was tented by that meaty, and still leaking tip.

Troy groaned hard as he felt that immense pressure of the elastic and leathery fabric pressed in against his erection. The feeling was beyond stressing, but the gryphon could barely move when he felt how painfully his cock throbbed inside of the codpiece. If anything, the jock-strap seemed to intensify the feeling of unbridled arousal, as each twitch of his member was given its utmost focus in Troy’s mind with the added pressure given to it. Unfortunately, due to how much it was straining in his garment, the gryphon didn’t realize until too late that the nub from earlier was pressed up right against his hefty balls.

Meanwhile, Canvas got back up and smirked with a chuckle, greatly enjoying how much his mate was squirming with a strained grimace while wearing that jock-strap. Due to how hard Troy was breathing and writhing on the floor, he didn’t seem to notice that the pony had a little remote in his hoof. The gryphon tried to grab the waistband involuntarily to take off his underwear, but that action was quickly stopped by Canvas with the simple press of a button.

Vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv~

“GNNNNNNNNGGG!!!” Troy’s back arched upward as he laid on the floor, almost like he was being possessed by some demonic entity. Between his twitching legs, that little electronic nub vibrated powerfully to send a pulsating sensation to his balls and taint. Of course, the design of the jock-strap made it so that the rest of his crotch felt the reverberating forces of that vibration as well. The gryphon’s claws pulled away to try gripping at the floor, and his body remained tensed-up like he was being electrocuted by his giggling lover.

“Oooohhhh~” Seeing how strongly his boyfriend reacted to such a simple vibrator (albeit, in quite a sensitive region), Canvas’s cheeky smirk widened immensely down on him. While Troy panted deeply between guttural moans, the stallion reached down to his own cock with a hoof and began to stroke himself teasingly. “Nnnngghhh… Y… Y-You like that, baby?~ I… f-f-figured it’ll get you in the right mood as… as s-soon as you come home tonight~”

Troy let out a weak-sounding cry while squirming on the ground. His claws grasped at the cup of his jock as he tried to rub himself to orgasm, despite how little friction he could get with his cock in such a constrained place. As the gryphon winced and groaned heavily with his orgasm teetering inside the codpiece, Canvas bit his lip and moaned a little under his breath. Fortunately, the stallion wasn’t mean enough to just leave him in such a pent-up state; especially not so soon before work.

“But first…” While Troy laid on the floor, unable to get himself up while every nerve tingled in pulsating pleasure, Canvas got back down with his muzzle right up to that throbbing and constrained cock. Since his hooves weren’t even a fraction as shaky as Troy’s claws were, he was able to pull the codpiece down with ease to make the gryphon’s cock spring out freely; he also decided to turn off the vibrator for a moment, and put the remote aside for later. The temporary relief made Troy moan out in utter bliss, and his back arched off the floor once more to make his wings flap wildly against the hardwood floor. Halfway through his moan, the gryphon gasped when Canvas’ hoof grasped his thick shaft and said between breaths, “If… I-If you agree to wear this today, then… then I’ll suck you off right now~”

Troy barely registered the first half of what he heard, but that last part made him groan loudly in immediate approval. Blinded by his teetering lust, the gryphon nodded his head in desperation and moaned, “Y-Yeaaaahhhhhh!!~ Gi… Give it to me!!!~”

Canvas chuckled with a devilish grin and shrugged his head. “If you say so~” he said sweetly, right before he took a breath and brought Troy’s cock into his open maw. He groaned the instant he caught that strong taste of the gryphon’s musk on his tongue, and the syrupy texture of his pre. Troy was already moaning loudly before the stallion even wrapped his lips around the meaty shaft, but that didn’t deter him from quickly getting into the motions for his gryphon. His muzzle started to enthusiastically slide up and down that throbbing rod, and his ears twitched when they heard the scraping of Troy’s talons against the hardwood floor in response.

“Ahhh!!~” Troy threw his head back and moaned out even louder, having already been near the precipice before the aid of Canvas’ tongue. However, despite how close he already was, the pent-up gryphon tried to keep himself from blowing his load too soon. Alas, despite his efforts, his body tensed up hard after only a few more bobs of Canvas’ lips up and down his shaft. And with his beak clenched tightly shut, his hips thrusted upward against the stallion’s face as he felt himself come to fruition. “Ahhhh!!! AHHHH!!! AAAHHHHH!!!”

With a heavy groan, Troy finally came as multiple ropes of his seed shot directly into Canvas’ mouth. His back arched upward strongly enough to almost break his spine, but there was nothing he could do to combat it while his nerves were set ablaze in intense tingling elation. Each pulsation of his cock sent shockwaves throughout his body, which caused his wings and limbs to tense up strongly from the prolonged orgasm. Even though he was barely able to breathe in, Troy still cried out weakly the instant he was able to reopen his beak.

Meanwhile, Canvas’ eyes were clenched shut as he endured that massive volley of the gryphon’s cum that shot to the back of his throat. He almost choked at first, but the stallion’s own teetering lust kept him firmly in place during those first couple ropes of thick cum. The rich musky taste practically exploded in his maw, which caused Canvas’ own nerves to tingle in pleasure before his first swallow. Troy’s load was massive enough to nearly spill out of the stallion’s muzzle after his third or fourth throb, but his coltfriend merely shuddered in bliss as he took gulp after gulp.

By the time Troy let out a heavy sigh, and his body began to relax after the last of his throbs receded, he felt absolutely numb while hearing his coltfriend’s muffled swallows. His body shuddered strongly when the stallion’s lips slid off of his oversensitized cock, but he was barely able to even moan in response as he laid with his member quickly deflating. However, he soon heard Canvas’ enticed groans while his mouth was still closed, along with the familiar slaps of his hoof tending to his own stallionhood. When Troy was finally able to reopen his eyes and look over to his lover, the pony was sitting on the floor beside him and stroking his cock lewdly.

“Mmmmmph… MMMMPH!!~” With his eyes tightly shut, Canvas savored the taste of Troy’s remaining seed in his mouth as he brought himself to a quick climax of his own. Troy’s heart skipped a beat when he saw how strongly the stallion’s cockhead puslated before him, before several ropes of cum shot out from the tip. Canvas groaned at a higher-pitched tone while his head was pulled back, and his body writhed in response to such a strong orgasm. As the multiple spurts of cum hit the hardwood floor sloppily, the stallion wasn’t even halfway through his climax when he took a breath, and swallowed the remainder of Troy’s cum in a single audible gulp.

Troy shuddered hard at the sight of that thick bulge traveling down Canvas’ exposed throat, showing just how much he took while the rest of his cum shot out onto the floor. By the time he was completely finished, the pony’s aqua hoof was matted in his sticky seed as he breathed out deeply through his mouth. Canvas moaned weakly, and he looked just as exhausted as his lover while they laid beside each other in their living space.

“Hahhhh… Mmmmmmm…” Canvas wanted to fall onto his back like his boyfriend had, but was able to keep himself on his flank while shuddering from the aftershocks of his climax. As soon as his body started to relax, and he sighed in sweet relief, the stallion bit his lip when he looked back at Troy with a light smile. “You… You good, babe?”

Troy nodded silently with a deep blush, and then motioned down to his half-flacid member which was glistening in Canvas’ saliva. “Y… You tell me~” he replied in a somewhat cheeky tone, despite feeling too tuckered out to make it even half-convincing. However, it wasn’t long before the gryphon’s eyes began to widen, as he saw how the pony’s smile gradually turned back to the mischievous smirk from before.

His mind began to clear up after being in such a sex-crazed state, and he breathed in sharply when he finally recalled what his coltfriend said earlier. “W… wait a minu--”

Canvas grinned wide before Troy could even finish his statement, and his hooves shot down towards the gryphon’s crotch to grab at his codpiece. His body was still reeling from that climax, so the gryphon couldn’t react fast enough to stop Canvas from pulling the faux-leather back over his flaccid member. As soon as the elastic snapped that garment back over him properly, proving to be surprisingly tight around his member, Troy’s breathing became faint and rapid when he looked up at his mate wide-eyed.

“You remember our deal, little chickie?~” asked Canvas devilishly with an eager grin. He then got off of the worried gryphon, and picked up his remote he left on the floor. The stallion exhaled with a giddy look on his face, and glanced back at Troy while showing the remote in his hoof. “If you agree to be a good boy and not take that off today, I’ll promise to keep this on the lowest setting. Not enough to get you off, but certainly enough to make you think about what to do with me when you come back~”

Troy wasn’t sure if it was the dominant tone Canvas carried as he said that, or just the idea of doing something so lewd in general, but one of those things caused his cock to twitch and start to regrow inside of the tight codpiece. And after experiencing the jock-strap’s features the first time, his spine was tingling as he felt that currently inactive nub against the back of his ballsack. However, despite how hard his heart was pounding in his chest, Troy took a quick breath and said shakily, “Bu… But I… I have to--”

“Go to work?~” finished Canvas with a raised brow and an undeterred smirk. “Don’t worry. I have a pair of shorts your size you can wear to cover yourself up. You’re gonna be wearing your work-vest anyway, so it won’t be that big of a distraction~”

Troy breathed out in a shudder, unsure whether to feel excited or freaked-out that Canvas planned this out so well. In the back of his mind, the gryphon wondered if his coltfriend had this idea right out of the blue, or if it was something he planned for a while. Either way, when he opened his beak timidly, nothing seemed to come out to give any protest to Canvas’ diabolical plan. Meanwhile, the pony just tilted his head with a knowing grin on him.

“Not gonna say no?~” he asked teasingly, which was followed by another moment of silence from the gryphon. Troy eventually closed his beak shut as he looked between his waiting coltfriend, and that specialized jockstrap he had around himself. He knew how insane Canvas’ idea was, and he was sure some of his coworkers would raise a brow if he came in with shorts on (especially Rainbow Dash). However, as the seconds passed in his mind, Troy’s thoughts eventually went back to what happened back at that movie theater, and what he recalled saying to Canvas after they got back…

And with a strong and shaky exhale from his beak, Troy closed his eyes in defeat and meagerly shook his head.

“Good~” stated Canvas as he narrowed his eyes on him with a smile. He leaned in and patted Troy on the head like an obedient pet, which made the gryphon’s feathers ruffle out alongside his deepening blush. “That’s a good boy~”

While Troy whimpered a little in growing apprehension, Canvas kissed him on the top of his head before going back up the stairs. “And don’t worry about the mess, I’ll clean that all up! Just get yourself washed up and ready for work, okay?”

Even though his heart was thumping rapidly from his conflicting feelings, Troy still sighed and nodded his head. After pulling himself up off the cum-splattered floor, the gryphon got back on his shaky legs and went towards the door to use the outdoor shower. Meanwhile, Canvas smiled when he found the bright yellow gym-shorts he got for his mate, which happened to have a smaller hole in the back for the gryphon’s slender tail. By the time he went back downstairs to fetch his cleaning supplies, he could hear Troy’s shower running from outside.

Troy may have not noticed the mail Derpy left for the couple, but Canvas was quick to finally notice the pile of envelopes on the floor in front of the door. His eyes widened in growing worry, not wanting to think about when that mail possibly came in. Hopeful that the pegasus just dropped them off now and forgot to knock, Canvas opened the door to find nopony there. However, before he could grow even more uneasy that Derpy witnessed something she shouldn’t have, the stallion happened to notice the mysterious package leaned against the wall.

He picked up the item and brought it back inside, making a mental note to ask Troy if he was expecting any packages after he was finished with his shower. As he left it on the dining table for future inspection, Canvas groaned when he saw that puddle of cum he left on the floor so messily.

“Oh, man,” muttered the pony with a shake of his head. He went to get the mop as he said to himself, “I really need to plan ahead for things like this…”

Author's Note

Yeah, I know this story took way too long to update. I could try to say how crazy this year as been, or just list all the stories I've been working on since my previous chapter, but I know no excuse can make up for a delay this bad. So just know that I'm really sorry, and I'll try not to delay this story anymore.

Also, what do you guys think is in the box?~ Make your guess in the comments and we'll see...

Chapter Fourteen: Canvas' Movie Time

Canvas huffed to himself in slight annoyance as he looked down at his shopping basket, which wasn’t even halfway full. Despite all the dirty talk he gave to Troy the previous night, as well as this morning before his boyfriend went off to work, the stallion felt like he wouldn’t be able to live up to his promises. In a way, he almost felt like a pony who was dying of thirst while drifting on a raft in the ocean. Miles and miles of water in all directions as far as the eye could see, but not a drop to drink.

Except now, it was racks upon racks of scantily clad outfits, but not a single one fit for a gryphon.

Granted, Canvas couldn’t blame Umber for having no gryphon-based attire in his shop. Since the business was almost literally in the middle of Equestria, it’d be hard to sell garments in dimensions not meant for ponies. Plus, if even only half of Troy’s statements about his country’s culture were true, it would probably be a pleasant day in Tartarus before many male gryphons would seek to wear something like a cheerleader outfit or slutty nurse uniform. If anything, the pony should’ve been grateful he was able to find some panties and stockings which could fit his mate; but alas, Canvas’ muzzle was still skewed when he finally went up to the counter with his items.

“Alright then!” chirped Umber as he took Canvas’ selections with a smile. While the tan pegasus began to type each item’s price into the register, Canvas stayed by the counter while looking around the rest of the stocked shop. Much like last time, Canvas and Umber were the only ponies seen inside at that time of day. So because of that, the aqua stallion felt a bit more comfortable as he looked back at the clerk, “So, ummm… I take it you don’t have many other gryphon-based things aside from those beak sheaths?”

“I’m afraid not,” shrugged the clerk with a sympathetic look while placing Canvas’ items in a blank paper bag. “Sorry about that. I only know of one other gryphon who comes by here, but that’s still pretty rare.”

“Yeah, I figured…” Canvas huffed once more as he glanced back at his bag, which seemed just as light as his cart. Even though the low price of the total was rather pleasing to see, the stallion only carried a slight smile while sliding the bits across the counter towards Umber. Upon seeing the customer’s disappointed expression, the clerk hummed to himself with pursed lips while thinking things over.

“You know, ummm… I could easily special order something for you if you want? It really wouldn’t be a problem.”

“Oh you don’t have to do that,” assured Canvas with a wave of his hoof in dismissal. “I kinda figured it’d be a long-shot to find anything gryphon-sized around here. If anything, I’m glad I’m not leaving empty-hoofed.”

“Yeah, but still!” Umber then disappeared as he bent down underneath the counter. Canvas tilted his head as he heard the sound of papers rustling for a moment, and was greeted with the sight of his smiling clerk a couple seconds later. The pegasus held a thick catalogue book in his muzzle, which he plopped onto the counter while opened. “Here you go!” he said in an optimistic tone while carrying a tone of top-notch customer service. “Take a look at the size dimensions on the side. They can totally make them for gryphon sizes!”

Canvas’ eyes widened immensely as he glanced at the spread of catalogued outfits, which gave a much better advertisement of the garments than those racks along the back wall. He soon began to turn page after page, seeing just how detailed and creative each modeled outfit looked on both mares and stallions. Whether it was maid outfits, schoolgirl uniforms (both Equestian and Neighponese), belly-dancer getups, or even more fetish-based items that made the stallion blush, it seemed that catalogue had just about everything for a perverted mind to peruse and purchase on a whim.

“Ho… Holy crap,” muttered the stallion as he flipped through more of the book, barely hearing the clerk’s satisfied chuckle in response.

“I know, right?” asked Umber cheekily while leaned in from his side of the counter. “If you wanted to buy something from there, I’d only need half of the price upfront for shipping, and you’d pay me the second half when it arrives. But don’t worry, I’ve worked this company for a while, and I never got an order later than a few days at most! They’re really dedicated when it comes to customer satisfaction~”

“Oh my!” Canvas had to quickly skim past a few pages involving some more… niche-based kinks he knew he and his mate weren’t likely to pursue. However, despite needing a second to ignore pondering what those pictured devices were for (or why heavy-duty vacuum cleaners were sold alongside them), the pony seemed fairly interested as he turned back to the earlier pages of the catalogue. “Wow, ummm… I gotta say, there are a lot of good choices…”

“Indeed there are~” purred the pegasus with a smirk, happy he was able to snag some newfound interest in his customer. He then thought it over for a moment before saying with a shrug, “You know, if you needed some time to think it over, I’d be alright with letting you borrow that catalogue to browse over.”

“Wait, really?” asked Canvas in surprise as he looked back up at the clerk. Considering how thick the book was, he wanted to question someone like Umber letting him borrow it for free. “Ummm… are you sure about that?”

“Hey, as long as I get it back, I don’t see the harm,” assured the tan stallion before pushing the book closer to Canvas’ side of the counter. “Besides, libraries have done it for centuries, and they’re still around. I don’t see why I can’t as well.”

“Hmmm, good point,” noted Canvas with a shrug. After picking up the thick catalogue, he thought it over before placing it inside his saddlebag for later research. “But still, this is really nice of you, Umber. Thank you.”

“No problem,” said the pegasus with a hoof raised in sincerity. “And who knows? Maybe you could use that book to… see what he might want you to get for him?~”

“Oooh, I could~” Canvas smiled pretty wide at that suggestion, already imagining how his gryphon would react to some of those outfits pictured. However, after looking back at his paper bag still on the counter, the pony thought about it for a second before asking the clerk, “So, ummm… can you think of anything else that might fit a gryphon? You know, besides the things I already bought?”

Umber paused for a second in thought, and shrugged before answering honestly, “Well, that depends. Have you checked that one aisle you and Troy avoided last time?”

Canvas knew exactly which aisle the clerk was referring to, which caused him to just exhale sharply with a flat smirk. “Ha ha ha. Very funny.” After grabbing his bag and giving Umber a thankful nod, he began to make his leave. “I’ll be sure to give that book back as soon as possible. Thanks!”

“No problem!” Umber waved him goodbye as he kept his trademark customer-service smile. As soon as the bell dinged and the door closed shut, the clerk waited a moment before sighing to himself. He then looked back out to the rest of the shop and shouted, “I don’t know where you are, but he’s gone!”

In an instant, the space beside Umber’s counter rippled like a portal was being opened. However, it soon became clear that it was merely an invisibility spell being undone, as Twilight Sparkle came into view with a nervous blush plastered on her face. After wincing and rubbing her horn a little from using that spell for so long, she picked up her covered shopping basket and placed it back on the counter. “Ummm, sorry about that.”

“Hey, it's no problem! You’d be surprised how many unicorns do that here.”

While the stallion trotted down on the ground below, needing to make one last errand before heading back to the house, Troy was busy trying to appear casual during his weather duty shift. Even though he was beyond elated that his workload for the day wasn’t too much, his beak still skewed quite a bit each time he had to move his body in a way that opened up his hind-legs. He had hoped he couldn’t be in too much discomfort as long as he remained flying, but it was honestly hard for him to remain in the air due to his body reacting to… other things.

Troy was originally worried that his sore rear would be his biggest detriment during his shift. However, his borderline sadistic coltfriend’s choice of attire for him made any discomfort in his backside practically numb in comparison to what was happening in the front. It was bad enough that Canvas had him wear a bright golden pair of “gym-shorts,” which were about as tight and short as a pair of briefs. But to add to that extremely eye-catching and revealing garment, the jock-strap he had underneath was constantly buzzing from that vibrating nub embedded in the codpiece.

The vibrator may have been put in the lowest setting as promised by Canvas, but Troy wasn’t even an hour into his shift before blushing profusely and struggling to keep his wings restrained. Whenever he had to step on top of a cloud to catch his shaky breaths, the gryphon’s hind-legs squirmed helplessly from that constant stimulation being given to his restrained cock. The jockstrap may have done an impeccable job to keeping his erection from growing to full mast, but that added pressure only made him even more riled up with each movement he made.

Troy wanted nothing more than to zoom off to a secluded place, rip off his shorts, and jerk off to get his mind back in check. But unfortunately, his shorts were far too tight to just remove without tearing easily, which Canvas would most likely notice. Plus, despite how hard it was to focus on his work duties, or how paranoid he felt that all of his coworkers were staring at his unsubtly advertised backside through the tight fabric of his shorts, the gryphon knew he made a promise to Canvas. And unless this decision turned out to be bad enough for work suspension or worse, Troy would be damned to let that stallion get the upper hoof by giving in so easily.

Besides, since he was enticed about what the pony had planned, he really didn’t want to damper the mood when he went back home by disobeying his orders.

His beak clenched a little tighter as that reminder set in, and his face blushed a bit more notably while pushing a cloud by himself weakly. As the gryphon thought aimlessly about his coltfriend at home, each throb of his constrained member made his wings twitch and keep him from flapping as hard as usual. His hind-legs hung aimlessly in the air, but still shook involuntarily as he sunk deeper into his lintering arousal. Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash had noticed enough of Troy’s behavior to stop her own work, and fly up towards him herself. She wasn’t sure what was up, but she felt compelled to clear her throat and ask while behind him, “Uhhh… Troy?”

“GAH!!” Since he was already pent-up from his vibrator teasing him nonstop, his feathers ruffled out as he jolted and turned around to face Dash. His back laid against the cloud, and his breaths remained rapid while giving his boss a shaky grin. “U-U-Uhhhh… H-Hey, Rainbow! I was just, ummm… g-getting this worked on…”

Even though he could feel how badly his cock was throbbing between his legs, Troy was grateful the codpiece of his jock-strap was keeping the mare from seeing any tent in his shorts. Of course, his heavy blush and twitchy behavior were still enough to make Rainbow tilt her head with her eyes narrowed on him suspiciously. “Okay, what’s going on?” she asked in a blunt tone while motioning to the gryphon’s shorts with a hoof. “You’ve been totally on edge since you started your shift, and I don’t want you to go all spastic when we start working on the cirronimbus clusters on the south side of town.”

Troy tried to keep his cool, but he couldn’t keep himself from wincing a little while rubbing the back of his head. “Uhhhh… Heh heh heh… S-Sorry,” he muttered in a feeble voice that bordered between worry and embarrassment. “It’s just, uhhhhh… Things were kinda… intense last night, and…”

Rainbow’s eyes narrowed on him even more, and the gryphon could practically see the cogs in her head starting to turn. After blinking a couple times, the pegasus’ brows began to rise a bit in estimation. Troy had no idea what his boss was thinking, but he hoped she didn’t think he was hiding anything big underneath his booty-shorts. Unfortunately, he saw her magenta eyes glance down at them for a brief moment before her mouth opened wide.

“Oh… Oh.” When Dash’s eyes widened alongside her changed tone of voice, the gryphon gulped nervously while shivering against the cloud. Even though he felt unbelievably worried, he was more pissed at himself for still being so turned on. Of all the times to feel his cock pulsating in his pants, now was one of the absolute worst moments. He knew it was mostly from that damn vibrating nub tantalizing his taint, but he still had half a nerve to make Canvas wear it for a day as revenge; although, he had to ponder whether or not the stallion would just enjoy that.

Meanwhile, Rainbow waited only a moment more before looking around. After making sure none of the other weather ponies were nearby, she leaned in discretely and asked Troy, “So, you ummm… You had him top last night?”

“R-Rainbow!” groaned Troy in a withheld growl through his gritted beak. Even with his hesitant tone, his plumed feathers and immense blush was more than enough for the mare to get her answer. Dash’s mouth hung open briefly, but then creaked into a giddy grin while giggling naughtily.

“Ohhhhh, ho ho hoooo~” Even when she saw that intensely venomous glare the gryphon was shooting at her, Rainbow’s smile remained as wide as ever. Fortunately, the pegasus was able to hold a hoof out and say in quick assurance, “Don’t worry, I’m not making fun of you! I’m just kinda… surprised, that’s all.”

Dash then looked around again before whispering into his ear, “Between you and me though, I’ve done a bit of butt-stuff before, so I can understand the whole ‘short-shorts’ thing. You probably don’t wanna be flying around with your butt whistling, am I right?”

“Hnnnghhhh…” Troy’s blush turned even deeper as he hung his head away from Dash’s knowing smirk. He wanted to tell her off for putting him on the spot, but he was hopeful that his embarrassed look would be enough to mask the true reason why his body was twitching so much in agitation. He could feel how much his leg muscles were tensing up with each throb he made as a result of that vibe. And given how hard he felt inside of his jock, he was shocked he hadn’t leaked enough pre to leave an evident stain on the crotch of his shorts.

Alas, despite how it obvious it may have looked to somepony in the know, Dash was apparently unable to hear how much Troy’s heart was racing. Nor was she able to hear that subtle humming between his legs from the vibrator. So while the gryphon’s body shook like a junkie during withdrawal, his boss looked away from him with a roll of her eyes and said, “Alright, alright, I won’t try to press you on it. And I swear, I’ll keep that info to myself if you do the same. Just… just do what you can for this shift, and I’ll make sure no ponies bother you, okay? Your secret is safe with me.”

Troy apprehensively nodded, willing to put up with Rainbow’s immature behavior if it meant getting that kind of benefit for the day. Considering how weird he was looking, both from his actions and his garment, the last thing he needed was for any of the other weather ponies to try and pry in on his situation. So with a deep, and barely shaky-sounding exhale, Troy forced a small smile on his beak and said to the mare, “Th… Thanks, Rainbow.”

“No prob, dude! You know I’ll always have your back.” After giving him a couple pats on the shoulder to emphasize her point (which Troy could barely take without flinching from his oversensitivity), the pegasus flew off to get back to her own tasks. Meanwhile, the gryphon had to close his eyes and groan needily from his pent-up frustration, taking the briefest couple of seconds to rub the outside of his shorts to help alleviate some of that tension. Even though he was uncomfortably restrained in his codpiece, that small bout of outside contact was enough to make his thighs tingle and his beak clench tightly shut.

“Mmmmmmphhhhh~” His feathers stayed unfurled as he shuddered deeply from that momentary sensation, hopeful that he could get through the rest of his shift without much interruption. Unfortunately, as soon as he reopened his eyes and went back to pushing his cloud, the gryphon grimaced when he remembered he wasn’t even at his lunch break yet. While thinking back to Canvas, and how sadistic his method of seduction was on him, Troy hoped to Celestia that the pony was going to greet him with a raised tail the instant he came home.

“Hmmmm… what in Equestria could this be?”

Canvas’ muzzle was skewed in uncertainty while staring down at the now opened package that arrived at their doorstep this morning. Even though he and Troy agreed to wait until he got home to open it, something in the stallion prompted him to sneak a peek after he left for work. However, considering how the item turned out to be a blank film reel, Canvas was secretly glad he opened it behind Troy’s back. If he had just left it alone, then he and his boyfriend would’ve had to wait until the next day to rent a projector and see what was on it.

So now, the film projector he rented after his shopping trip was propped-up and ready to use in Canvas’ studio. Even though he was going to wait until Troy came home to watch the mysterious film, he had already closed the curtains on all the windows in his work-space. He also hung a large white sheet over the wall opposite the device, creating a makeshift backdrop for the film to be projected on. It may have not been perfect, but the pony was glad he was prepared enough for tonight’s impromptu movie show.

Of course, preparation wasn’t the only reason Canvas had the projector and screen set up so soon before Troy’s work shift ended. He may have only bought a few items at the adult shop earlier that day, but that didn’t mean he had already used all the items he bought from his first visit. Unbenounced to Troy, Canvas had actually purchased a film reel that was on discount during their shopping trip together. Even though the stallion wasn’t planning to do so, the front cover prompted him to place it at the bottom of his basket away from the gryphon’s eyes.

So now with Troy out of the house, Canvas’ heart was racing a little faster as he pulled the item out of his hidden bag. He knew that his boyfriend would probably understand if he saw it, but he still felt weird enough about it to keep it unseen from him. However, even though it still hurt to think about, Canvas was sure that it was just a bad side-effect of the secrecy he had to carry about himself back in high school. Even now, with a wonderful gryphon boyfriend by his side and his own independent career, the pony found it a little jarring that he never got the chance to watch a legitimate porno movie.

Canvas breathed out sharply as he held the box cover of the film reel in his sweaty hooves. The front of the box displayed a meek-looking unicorn stallion with a pearl-white fur, whose timid expression was partially covered by his electric blue mane. Behind the stallion was a much-larger unicorn with a charcoal grey coat, and a wavy jet-black mane that hung down to his shoulders. The larger pony was grinning menacingly down at the white one while holding him from behind, establishing a clear power-difference between the two. Even if Canvas didn’t know who the two ponies were supposed to be portraying as, the title made it abundantly clear in a bold font at the bottom: Taking A Shining To The King.

Of all the things Canvas wouldn’t have expected to be piqued by, a porno movie portraying such a controversial theme was near the top of that list. Granted, it wasn’t like the sexualization of Royal Family members was uncommon (especially by all the Princess-themed body-pillow designs that were for sale at that shop); however, the fact that somepony actually made a movie depicting Prince Consort Shining Armor was more than a little jarring. Even if Shining wasn’t married to the Princess of Love, the director of this movie certainly had some balls to make a story about him being with King Sombra of all ponies. Although, that may have been the reason why it was in the discount bin along other unsuccessful movies.

Nevertheless, Canvas was still blushing hard as he glanced at the suggestive cover. Troy may have known about his crush on Shining Armor, but the pony was still embarrassed to have bought this for himself. Not to mention the fact that despite how dark the movie plot was, the Prince paired with such an evil being sounded kinda hot. Even when he read the synopsis on the back, which detailed an alternate backstory where Shining was turned into a willing sex-slave for the Tyrant, Canvas had to bite his lip in guilty intrigue. After looking to make sure the door was locked, the stallion went into the darkened studio to set up the film.

Fortunately, Canvas had enough experience from working the film reels in his old science class in high school to know how it worked. Many of the other classmates were intimidated by setting up such a complicated device (especially with the warnings from staff about how expensive the projector and film were), but Canvas had learned how it worked surprisingly quick. Plus, this rented projector was much more modern, so he didn’t feel like every slot or clip was made of porcelain as he laid out the film properly. When Canvas ensured that nothing was broken, he breathed out with a shaky smile before turning the projector on.

Just as he sat down on the couch in front of the projector, he watched the light shining across the sheet flicker repeatedly as the film spun through the gears. Fortunately, the motors of the projector worked like a charm, and the flickering eventually sped up into a constant beam from the device to the sheet. The standard countdown of the film popped up clear as day, which gave Canvas more than enough time to get in a comfortable position on the couch. By the time the final three numbers appeared on screen, the stallion was biting his lip with a heavy blush as the movie played.

A cheesy, bass-laden soundtrack started playing from the projector’s speakers, just as the screen turned a bright shade of pink for the opening credits. The first image shown after the production logos was the main star himself, who turned to the camera with a heavy blush while trying to emulate Shining’s appearance. The pony was credited as Creamy Glaze, playing the titular role of “Shining Shield”; Canvas blinked a couple times in confusion at first, but then shrugged as he realized they probably couldn’t use the Prince’s real name without major legal trouble. The same was done with “Sombra’s” intro shot, showing the muscular stallion peer at the camera with a wide grin and a wink; that actor was credited as Jack-Hammer, and playing the role of “King Somber.”

“Oh man,” whispered Canvas as he shuddered a bit after the opening credits ended. He wanted to feel bad he was watching this by himself, but his worries were deeply overshadowed by his racing heart and heavy blush. His giddy-looking smile was unmistakable, and he said to himself in a guiltily excited tone, “I can’t believe I’m watching a porno!”

The opening shot of the movie showed a lavish-looking throne room (or more accurately, the most lavish-looking room that could be made on a cheap set), with “King Somber” seated in a splayed-out position in his seat. A fake-looking plastic crown was hung over his head, and he held a massive scepter in one of his hooves. Of course, Canvas’ eyes widened as he saw the actor’s other scepter between his legs; even at its half-flaccid state, the grey pony’s cock looked disturbingly big as it hung over the edge of the throne. Canvas may have preferred Troy’s member without a doubt, but he bet that even his gryphon would gawk at how thick that veiny thing looked on screen.

Of course, before he could stare any longer, Canvas watched as the actor pounded the ground a couple times with the bottom of his scepter. “SHINING!” he boomed out in a deep and regal-sounding voice. “Shining Shield, enter this room at once!”

The movie then cut to a second camera shooting Shining’s entrance. The pony may have had the same face and colors as the real Prince, but he looked skinny as a rail and smaller than Canvas did. Of course, the stallion watching didn’t seem to mind as he leaned back in his seat and watched the setup unfold. “Y-Yes, King Somber!” shouted “Shining” in a meek and wimpy-sounding voice, clearly not trying with his accent as much as “Somber” had. “I came as fast as I could!”

“Oh, really?~” jeered Somber in a coy tone while grinning wickedly. “I would’ve thought your chastity cage would keep that from happening~”

The white pony blushed hard with a bit lip, and lifted his hind-leg in front of the camera to reveal the small metal device locked around his sheathe. Canvas couldn’t help letting out a surprised “Whoa!” in response to that sight, and leaned back in with a growing smirk. “Shit, this is getting interesting…”

“I… I didn’t mean it in that way, Master,” replied Shining in a sheepish tone, keeping his head lowered before Somber at his throne. A new camera shot from below came on screen, positioned from the floor in front of the throne between Somber’s legs. The actor’s thick, meaty-looking cock twitched a little as it began to grow hard in a close-up shot. Meanwhile, Somber’s face could still be seen behind it as he grinned evilly and groaned in pleasure.

“I know you didn’t,” he said in a lustful-sounding purr. “I just like to play with my pets sometimes. Don’t you enjoy being my little pet, Shining?~”

“I… O-Of course I do!” blurted the smaller unicorn as the camera cut back to him and his apprehensive smile. “I… I wouldn’t have surrendered to you if I didn’t, Master~ I… I just don’t want you to think I would disobey you…”

Even though he was starting to grow hard in anticipation, Canvas couldn’t resist scoffing at the mediocre dialogue. “Man, I bet Shining Armor haaaaaated this movie,” he muttered with a small chuckle. However, he still used one of his hooves to stroke his shaft as it grew from his sheathe. The marbled member didn’t take long to spring to life with the aid of Canvas’ hoof-work, along with the action that was starting to unfold on screen.

“I know you wouldn’t dare do that~” cooed Somber with a menacing cackle while spreading his legs further apart. With each distinct throb of that cock shown on film, inch by inch of Jack-Hammer’s massive shaft grew out over the edge of the throne to turn erect before his “pet.” Meanwhile, Shining groaned with a bit lip as his eyes remained glued to that meaty appendage, looking like a hungry puppy staring at his favorite bone. The larger stallion waited only another second before clearing his throat, causing Shining to jolt and look up at him. “So… would you care to service your rightful King?~”

That was when Shining grinned giddily up to his King, and nodded his head with a lick of his lips. “Oh, Master… You don’t have to tell me twice~”

The funky soundtrack picked up even more, signaling that the action was really going to begin. A close-up shot of Somber’s cock spread out across the screen, giving a surprisingly high-definition view of every inch of his monstrous length. Every drop of sweat could be seen glistening off that dark grey shaft, as well as the thick lines from the veins that scrawled across his smooth flesh. Canvas groaned a little under his breath before biting his lips shut, swearing that he could almost taste the musk from Jack-Hammer’s cock through the screen. Although, that may have been because his own stallionhood was standing rigidly and twitching less than a foot from his face.

Just as Canvas breathed in deeply through his nostrils, catching an even stronger whiff of his own member’s musk, he watched as the white pony came into the shot on screen to sink that fat cock into his hungry maw. Creamy Glaze may have been a crappy impersonator of “Shining Shield,” but he still looked unbelievably hot with his eyes closed and his cheeks burning with blush. As his face moved in closer to the center of the screen, with his drooling lips sliding across Somber’s shaft to envelop that cock in his mouth, Jack-Hammer’s voice could be heard growling coyly, “Mmmm… isn’t this nice, Shining?~ I bet you love the taste of my cock, don’t you, bitch?~”

“Nnnn… Mmhmm~” groaned the white pony while continuing to suck on that meaty member with growing passion. His acting may have needed some major work, but Canvas could tell that his cock-sucking skills were on-point. After a low and muffled moan, Creamy Glaze really started to work that shaft over by bobbing his head up and down repeatedly. Since the camera shot was so close, Canvas was able to see how much the pony’s throat was bulging out each time he sunk Somber’s full length into his hungry muzzle. The sounds of Shining’s faint groans, combined with the slurps of his lips against that stallionhood, and the other pony’s satisfied growls, all came through in pristine quality from the projector behind Canvas’ head.

He wanted to feel guilty for finding such a contoversial porno theme so hot, but his hoof wouldn’t stop sliding up and down his own cock while hearing Somber’s devilish words. “Mmmm… That’s right, little slave~ Suck on my Royal Scepter like a good little bitch… Let that smell envelop your senses…”

As the movie progressed, Canvas was sinking lower into his couch while in a seated position. It wasn’t the most comfortable way to view the film as a pony, but it was the only way for him to watch while being able to freely stroke himself during. However, as his back sank down lower against the back of the couch, his drooling cock began to poke up within his line of vision in front of the screen. The pony continued to jerk himself off as those teasing comments continued. “Ahhhh… That’s a good little whore... Don’t forget to tend to your Master’s other regions as well~”

Shining only bobbed his head a couple more times before pulling his mouth off of Somber’s rigid shaft. A few thick lines of saliva could be seen connecting his lips to that meaty cockhead, which caused Canvas to shudder hard as he watched. “Y-Yes, Master!” moaned the pony with a diligent nod, before he moved his head down towards those hefty balls. As the camera panned down a little to get a better view of Jack-Hammer’s thick, sweaty-looking orbs, Creamy Glaze stuck his snout in between the stallion’s cock and ballsack to get a deep whiff of his musk.

The white pony moaned out with an antsy shudder, but not as strongly as Canvas as he spasmed a little from such an enticing sight. He sunk down a little lower on the couch, making more of his cock spring into view while drooling some precum. As the gooey droplets of milky white began to seep down his cockhead, Canvas’ eyes slowly peered at it while hearing Somber’s voice from the projector. “That’s right… you like that smell, don’t you?~ Be sure to breathe deeply, my little pet…”

Even though Canvas knew that statement was meant for the actor on screen, his nostrils involuntarily flared out while he stared at his own drooling cock. His eyelids fluttered with a strong shudder as he breathed in his own scent, catching how thick his musk had become with that additional pre rolling down his shaft. The smell was strong enough to almost taste on his tongue, but in a good way that made his mouth start to water. A rather perverted idea soon sprang into his head, making him think back to something he used to do back in high school. Even though he hadn’t done such a thing in almost a year, his heart was racing to try it again; of course, his desire to indulge only intensified as he heard Somber’s voice continue over the sounds of Shining’s slurping lips.

“Theeerrrrrrre you go~” cooed the larger pony as he let his balls be gently kissed by Creamy Glaze on camera. The white stallion was blushing hard, but his expression seemed fairly content as he pressed his lips repeatedly against that massive ballsack. His tongue soon began to gently drag across the surface of those orbs while hearing him say, “That’s how you worship me~ Give it a little kiss to show your devotion…”

Canvas breathed out in a weak shudder as he heard those words, barely able to pay attention to what was happening on screen while his own cock was temptingly pointed right at his face. By now, he was almost laying on his back while on the couch, which left his stallionhood a mere couple of inches from his quivering muzzle. After a slow, pondering lick of his lips, the blushed stallion closed his eyes and leaned his head in towards the cockhead. Much like he had with Troy’s pointed cockhead, Canvas’ lips gently pressed against his own to feel that flat and crowned surface. He could feel the warm pre smear against his lips, and stick to the fur on his chin a little; alas, that kiss soon turned similar to Creamy Glaze’s as his tongue pulled out, and he gave his cockhead that first tantalizing lick.

“Mmmmm… there you go~ Now wrap your lips around it…”

A soft moan escaped Canvas’ mouth, and his heart pounded even harder as he complied to the demand he heard from the movie. While Shining Shield carefully wrapped his lips around part of Somber’s sack, and let one of his thick balls sink into his muzzle, Canvas’ eyes remained closed as he did the same with his own stallionhood. Even though he knew how raunchy and inappropriate the act itself was (despite the fact that almost every colt had done it at least a few times), the pony was too entwined in his own arousal as he wrapped his lips around his cockhead and began sucking. The taste of his own pre caused him to groan in pleasure through his nostrils, savoring that bitter and sweet flavor that he was sure Troy was so familiar with.

The sounds of Creamy Glaze’s suckling could be heard clearly over the cheesy music, but Canvas was now fully focused on his own pleasure while his eyes were closed. His back arched in even more, allowing him to wrap his lips around his shaft and taste even more of his throbbing cock. While more of his pre began to ooze onto his wettening tongue, Canvas sank deeper into depravity while giving himself some much-needed oral attention. “Oh my~ You… You’re such a tenacious little pet, aren’t you?~ But I bet you can take more than that…”

While the actor on screen complied without hesitation, and sank his muzzle in deeper to try and cram Somber’s second ball into his mouth, Canvas wasn’t paying attention to the scene at all while repositioning himself on the couch. After he laid out along the length of the couch, the pony used his hooves to pull his hind-legs up for better leverage. With that, even more of his cock was able to sink into his mouth, allowing him to start sucking with much more vigor than before. His lips started to slide up and down almost half of his own shaft, with each hasty breath through his snout being accompanied with a feeble-sounding groan. More of his pre was gushing into his drooling mouth, slathering his tongue with his own unique flavor before he swallowed each drop in hungry gulps. However, small rivulets of his drool and precum still started to drip from the corners of his lips, going up his cheeks due to his positioning.

“Ooooohhhh… You’re good at this~ Why do I have the feeling you’ve been doing this long before I arrived, hmm?~”

Canvas could hear that other pony emit a weak-sounding “Mmhmm” in response, but he was too focused on his own oral work to glance over at Creamy Glaze’s. While the stallion on screen had his eyes rolled back while sucking on a thick ball in each cheek, Canvas was pulling his legs in and out to simulate being mouth-fucked by his own cock. With each motion of his marbled shaft sliding in and out of his muzzle, the pony moaned out in growing arousal with his face deeply blushed. He wanted to feel so dirty for doing something this degenerate (especially with the choice of porn that was playing during), but each thrust of his cock into his mouth only made him more enticed to see this through to the end.

Although, as he felt how hard his cock was starting to throb between his lips, Canvas had a feeling he was going to finish relatively soon.

“Ahhh!” moaned out Somber in the movie. “Sh-Shining! G… Get back to your King’s scepter! NOW!”

Canvas heard a loud pop from the movie as the stallion pulled those hefty nuts out of his mouth. Even though he really wanted to see that, his eyes remained closed in deep pleasure he felt himself getting close. His motions intensified as he moved at a quicker pace, making his stallionhood stroke faster between his pursed lips. The increased speed helped to make him grow closer to his climax, and he whimpered weakly in anticipation. As he kept his eyes closed, Canvas tried to envision Troy as he sucked himself off, despite the fact that the member and voice were completely different. Nonetheless, he was just as close to finishing as Jack-Hammer was in the film.

“Mrrrrghhh! That’s it, you little SLUT! Make your King cum! Show your loyalty!~”

Shining Shield was groaning feebly between his rapid breaths while bobbing his muzzle as best as he could along Somber’s shaft, determined to fulfill his duties for the scene. Canvas wasn’t even paying attention to the movie anymore, but he let it play as he reached his own peak. When he felt his shaft start to throb especially hard inside of his mouth, he pulled his hind-legs in has much as he could to let his cockhead poke towards the back of his throat. That added motion, combined with the loud suckles and moans he heard on the screen, helped him reach a climax strong enough to make his ears flutter. “Nnnngh… NNNGHHHH!~”

“GNNNAAAAHHHHH!!~”

In the movie, Somber used his magic to yank Shining’s head from his cock, giving the camera a prime shot as his moaning face was splattered with multiple ropes of cum. Several of the strings landed in his wide-open muzzle, which lingered on his tongue and hung loosely from his lips. A couple strands also hit the pony’s blue mane, and even draped obscenely from his horn for a prime money-shot. And during all of that, the little stallion’s chastity cage was shown straining hard as his cock twitched helplessly inside the metal bars.

Unfortunately, Canvas completely missed all of that as he lost himself to his own pleasure. Right as he heard Jack-Hammer’s growling yell in completion, the pony’s cock finally unloaded while it was firmly lodged in his mouth. With each hefty throb it made between Canvas’ lips, thick spurts of his own cum began to flood the inside of his muzzle. Even though his heart skipped a beat in uncertainty, the stallion groaned in overwhelming horniness and swallowed multiple mouthfuls of his sticky seed. As his body shuddered and writhed helplessly on the couch, his whimpering gulps were the only noise that could be heard over the actor’s satisfied groan on screen.

“Mmmmm… You did an excellent job, little pet... Perhaps next time, I’ll give you permission to cum~”

“R-Really?!” shouted Creamy Glaze with an excited gasp. “You… you really mean it, Master?”

“Oh, Shining… You should never show doubt in your King…”

Canvas sighed through his nostrils the instant he was able to breathe again, still curled up like a pretzel while blushing in post orgasmic bliss. The bitter taste of his cum was starting to make him wince after the arousal began to sweep away, but he still felt content while hearing the next scene start. He wanted to stop the movie so he could focus on other things, but he was honestly too wiped-out to even try moving. So instead, Canvas waited a moment before pulling his cock out of his sticky mouth, letting his hind legs slump back on the couch so he could rest.

By the time the movie finished forty minutes later, the stallion was out like a light in his studio. The film reel spun helplessly in the second rung, as the screen showed a blank white to illuminate Canvas on the couch. The cum that was drooling from his face was starting to dry up, not that he seemed to mind with the dopey smile on his sleeping face. His nap only lasted an hour or so, so he had plenty of time to clean himself up by the time Troy came home; however, even though he barely watched most of his purchase, the pony could safely say that he enjoyed that movie a lot.

Author's Note

Even though this chapter was released MUCH sooner than my previous one, I want to apologize for the delay. I had to deal with a lot of personal stuff in my life (getting evicted, finding a new apartment, getting commissions done, etc.), and this story was pushed aside for a while so I could focus. Hopefully this chapter helps make up for it a little. ;)