Chapter 1: The Incredible Machine
Rainbow Blitz hovered in the air, turned around, and bucked away yet another cloud. That morning had been quite a busy one; the Ponyville sky had been absolutely covered with clouds, even though the day was scheduled to be sunny. Apparently, there had been a malfunction with one of the cloud machines, and it had puffed out light, fluffy clouds all over the area. Cloudsdale had recruited nearly all of the local pegasi to help clear the sky, and Blitz got up early with the rest of them. He had had his work cut out for him doing his part.
After a series of cloud-bucks, Blitz glanced down and realized he was immediately above the Golden Oaks library. As he looked closer, he saw Duskshine exiting through his front door. He had not seen the alicorn since he caught him in bed with Applejack the other day. A.J. had stood his ground, saying that he still mostly liked mares and that it was experimentation, and Blitz had believed him. The stallion had never been one to lie, especially about something as big as that.
But Dusk, on the other hoof, had retreated into the library and temporarily closed it down, placing a magical shield around it. Blitz had not seen him leave for two whole days. Occasionally during the first day he would look in and see Barb with her claws up against the window. But she was gone the next, for some reason. Today had been the third day, and he was going to talk to Duskshine no matter what.
Blitz abandoned his task and flew down to the ground, alighting on the grass of the small front yard. Duskshine peered at him through the pink force field, his mane looking slightly disheveled. Blitz guessed that he simply had not combed it yet, as it was around mid-morning. He walked up to the shield and rapped against it with his right hoof, producing a light pink shockwave which traveled across the surface, accompanied by a a sound like flexing sheet metal.
"Dusk! I know you can hear me! Hey, let me in, buddy!" The lavender alicorn flared his wings, but otherwise showed no reaction. "Look," said Rainbow Blitz, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to walk in on ya like that." He waited. "And I'm sorry I laughed and called you a coltcuddler. Look, will you just let me in? We need to talk about it!" Dusk's horn flared a bright magenta, and the magical shield disintegrated in a flurry of sparks, leaving the two stallions standing face-to-face.
"You're right, Rainbow," said Duskshine, holding his head surprisingly high. "We do need to talk. Please, come in." He motioned to the open door with his hoof, turned, and entered through it, Rainbow Blitz close behind.
The library was slightly disorderly by Rainbow's standards, but by Dusk's normal qualifications, it would probably be classified as a disaster area. Dozens of books were scattered across the floor, some lying face up, some face down, and a couple standing upright, their covers slightly spread, giving them support. It looked like Dusk had been up all night studying or something. A few chalkboards displayed diagrams laid out in grainy white, but Duskshine flipped all of them with his magic before Blitz could get a good look at any of them.
Dusk magically conjured the couch that normally sat in the big room on the third floor and laid down on it. He gestured behind Rainbow, offering him a simple metal chair with what looked like an engraving of a circle on the seat. Just a circle. There was no point to it, and there seemed to be no real reason for it to be there.
"Sit," he said politely. So Blitz sat. He normally would have protested the difference of furniture between them, but he was not going to fuck up this one chance to make things right with his friend. He sat in the cold metal chair, supporting his weight with his plot. He remembered seeing a mint-colored stallion named Harpsy sit like this once, so he tried to emulate whatever it had been that he did. Duskshine's horn glowed, and metal restraints popped out of the chair, holding all four of Blitz's hooves in place.
"Gotcha!" said Dusk with satisfaction.
"Huh? What's goin' on?" The chair bent at two different points, reclining like Colgate's chair at the dentist. Blitz moved to lift his head, but another restraint locked it to the chair as well. He ended up having to stare directly at the sun-shaped ceiling lamps. Rainbow Blitz began to panic. "But— I— What's happening?!" Dusk walked up beside him wearing a wide, evil-looking grin. His pupils had shrunk to dots, and his voice came out sounding slightly strained and shivery, like the room was too cold.
"Ohh, Blitzy, I'm just getting my revenge!" The pegasus gulped.
"Revenge?"
"Well, I'm still not sure I'd call it revenge, since I'm ever so sure you will thoroughly enjoy it!" His horn glowed, and he levitated over a small, simple rectangle of metal with a red button and short antenna. Dusk reached up with a hoof and pressed the button manually. Several large panels opened on the wood floor, and a vast assortment of contraptions, doohickeys, gizmos, and thingamabobs extended to hover over Blitz's head.
"What the buck are those things?!" he yelled in terror.
"This," said Dusk, "is what I've been working on for the last two days!" He said it with the kind of excitement one might expect from a school filly who had just won front row tickets to a Sapphire Shores concert. He stepped back and began to walk around Blitz counterclockwise.
"I've actually known I was gay for a long time before you caught me with Applejack," he explained. "I've been attracted to the male sex for quite some time now, so I've had plenty of time to come to terms with my feelings. Anyway, after you walked in on me and Applejack, I thought I would get you back!" Rainbow had never felt it before, but he now understood the meaning of the phrase, "butterflies in your stomach." Except he was not getting nervous before a race, he was scared for his life.
"Plus, I've always liked you in particular, so I didn't want to just kill you!" He chuckled at that for some reason. "Then I remembered last week when the Shim Sham Sisters came back with their miracle tonic, and that made me think of the last time they were here, when they showcased that cider-making machine. So I then I had the best idea! I closed myself off, and spent two days building this!" He held out a hoof theatrically. "The Super Steamy Stallion Creamy 9000!"
"You're out of your mind!" yelled Rainbow Blitz. "The stress has just gotten to you. Listen, if you just let me go, we can talk about this, and I'm sure we can come to an understanding if we—"
"No!" Dusk leaned into Rainbow's face, leaving his eyes wider than the room he was in. Rainbow was terrified. "I don't want to come to an 'understanding.'" He said the last word in a mocking voice and punctuated it with a conjured pair of wind-up teeth which moved in sync with the syllables, then disappeared in a puff of smoke. "No. I want you to pay for that intrusion into my privacy. And for being such a homophobe!"
"For Solaris's sake, Dusk, I'm not a homophobe!"
"Oh, yeah? Well, what about all those colts you called 'gay' in flight school? Huh? I've heard the stories!" He smiled evilly and leaned in close to Blitz's ear. "Kinda hard to believe a stallion with a rainbow-colored mane is straight." He spoke the last syllable of his sentence in a low, sultry growl, sending shivers down Rainbow's spine.
"I was born with it!" But Dusk would not hear it. He moved away and continued his monologue.
"This machine is designed specifically for you, and with only one purpose in mind." He spun around on the spot and grinned at the pegasus. "To milk every single ounce of cum from your lithe little body!" Blitz's face blanched. He saw a small cylindrical chamber on a metal rod moving towards him. It was made from what appeared to be plastic, but it was lined with black metal.
"What is that?" Rainbow Blitz asked, certain he would not like the answer. The cylinder stopped moving, and Dusk laid his hoof on the side.
"This is the semen extractor," he said giddily. "It wraps around your penis and clamps down on it with a rubber seal. After the stimulation sequence ends, the valve sucks up every last drop of semen and deposits it in the collection tank!"
"Stimulation... sequence?" Rainbow asked with a gulp.
"Oh, I'm so glad you asked!" said Dusk happily. "The extractor also acts as a vibrator and piston, moving up and down and working your genitals until you climax. And in addition to phallic stimulation, the machine is also designed..." He reached down underneath his captive's chair and popped a latch. Rainbow felt a section of metal swing away below his plot. "...for anal," finished Duskshine somewhat smugly. So that was what the circle on the chair had been.
Things were beginning to look more and more bleak for Rainbow Blitz by the second. Rainbow turned his head and looked as far to his left as he could to see an oil drum connected to a hose on the machine. He followed the hose to find that it led to the extractor. He whimpered at the sight of the collection tank. He realized he was probably going to be here a while.
Duskshine moved to the couch and fluffed the green pillow on it with his magic, the cushion doing a 180-degree flip in the air before being set back down. He looked over his shoulder and called out in a singsong voice.
"Oh, Ba~arb!" With some difficulty, Rainbow twisted to see Barb walking into the room, carrying a silver platter overflowing with sex toys. Her eyes emanated a soft pink glow, and she wore a blank, unseeing expression, with a little drool hanging from her open mouth. She walked up next to Duskshine and stood there like a statue, doing absolutely nothing. She did not even appear to breathe.
"Barb! Thank Solaris you're here! Tell him to let me go!"
"She won't listen to you," said Dusk. He turned his head on its side, continuing to hold his evil, grinning expression. "Simple Level Three hypnosis spell; on my command, she'll go to her bed and wake up without remembering a thing!" Duskshine floated out a long black dildo and proceeded to attach it to some contraption which Rainbow could not see.
Dusk then used his magic to pull a plastic tube from a box and bring it to float in front of him. It was long and thin, with a tiny needle on one end, and a plastic pouch on the other. He attached the pouch end of it to some ports on the machine, and brought the other end to Rainbow's left foreleg. After a swipe with some anesthetic cloth and and a quick search for a vein, he gently worked the sharp-ended needle into the stallion's skin. Rainbow struggled, but it was no use.
"Get off me! Get that thing out of my leg! Help! Help!"
"Nopony can hear you," said Dusk calmly. "I've got more noise cancellation spells on this place than Applejack has relatives. Save your breath." He leaned in close again. "You're going to need it." He leaned away, going to sit on the green couch.
"I will place food in a receptacle at every meal, the machine will break it down into its constituent nutrients and feed it to you intravenously. Your waste will be taken care of, and you will not need to eat or drink. You will stay as long as I want you to." Blitz tried again to writhe free, but Dusk stopped him with a forceful slap across his face, leaving a red mark beneath his cyan coat.
"Stop struggling! It is senseless! You are mine now, and you will do as I say!" Duskshine really had cracked. Rainbow finally sighed with resignation. It probably was all a waste of effort. He nodded, and Dusk returned the gesture.
"Good." He brought a minuscule microphone to his muzzle. "Machine, please begin the stimulation sequence," he said in a calm, clear-cut voice, and the enormous gadget started making an ominous whirring sound. Blitz whimpered as the extractor closed in on his sheath. When it reached it, it produced a sucking airflow and pulled his balls and sheath inside. He shivered as he felt his sac settle on the cold inner wall, but then it seemed to warm up, cradling him. Dusk grinned yet again.
"We wouldn't want your poor testicles becoming cold and shriveled and unproductive, now would we?" Rainbow said nothing, so Dusk slapped him again. "Answer me!" He shook his head, and Dusk backed off. "Good enough." The extractor began slowly pumping and sucking and vibrating, working Blitz's dick like an udder. He groaned in pleasure, then bit his lip. Damn it, he was not going to enjoy this! He was going to force himself not to. But it just felt so good; the smooth, rhythmic pumping of the machine against his hardening dick, the vibration, everything. Rainbow Blitz heard a whirring sound behind him, and Dusk licked his lips.
"Ooh, sounds like the anal stimulator is working!"
"The what?" But Dusk did not have to answer Blitz's question, for just then he felt the chair he was in recline further and the hoofrest split in two, spreading his legs apart. Rainbow tried to struggle out of the restraints, twisting left and right. His hind legs were lifted above him, and he could look past the extractor to see a hard black dildo pointing at his plot.
Rainbow Blitz had never told anypony, but he actually had entertained some homoerotic fantasies before. He never thought of himself as gay, or even bisexual, but the idea was... curious to him. And he thought maybe he could eventually talk about those things with his friends, but only when he wanted to. That being said, he would be damned if he let Dusk take that away from him with his machine.
Dusk took a bottle of lube from the still-motionless Barb's silver plate and squirted some into his right hoof. He then brought it over and rubbed it all over Rainbow's plot. His hoof ground pleasantly against the sensitive flesh, eliciting an involuntary moan from the recipient.
"Ooh, does somepony like that?" said Dusk. "I know I do!" He pushed his hoof harder into the hole, spreading the cheeks slightly with the tip. Rainbow Blitz moaned again, louder this time, and Dusk bared his teeth in a wide, psychotic grin. "Ooh-hoo-hooo, that's nice! Moan again!" When his victim did not obey, he pushed harder.
"Oh, Solaris!" This last noise was the signal for Rainbow's first release into the machine. The simple anal massage, along with the constant pumping of the extractor, had been too much for him to handle. He shot ropes of thick cum into the chamber, slowly filling it. His cock sat there, the lower shaft cocooned in a warm, gooey blanket, and the feeling made him cum some more. By the time he was finished, the chamber was half-full of cloud-white seed, reaching up to his medial ring. Dusk looked angry.
"You couldn't wait? For buck's sake, you hardly lasted two minutes! And you denied me all the fun I was going to have with you!" He walked toward the stairs, then stopped and looked back to Rainbow Blitz over his shoulder. "I'm going to get you some water and give you a ten-minute rest while I eat. Then I expect a fully erect stallion when I come back. Understood?" Blitz nodded. Dusk exited the room.
Blitz thought about what had just happened. That machine, and Duskshine, had made him feel odd things. He felt like a dirty little slut. And he had enjoyed it. He had enjoyed it very much.
Author's Note
This fic is turning out longer than I planned. Not that that's a bad thing, of course! A second chapter will soon follow. I may later extend this story to five or more chapters, if anypony would like that.
Chapter 2: Twisted Thoughts
Blitz looked around for a way to escape, but he could find none. He was not at all surprised. When Duskshine came up with an plan, he really thought through every little detail. There was no way he was leaving unless Dusk wanted him to. Maybe, he thought, my other friends will come for me. Surely they must be wondering where I am. But he had already told them he had a busy day ahead. They would not miss him for a while. And anyway, Dusk had probably thought up some excuse to explain where Rainbow was after that, like a family emergency or something of that nature.
Duskshine walked down the stairs levitating a bottle of lube in front of him. He set it down on a metal table he had brought over along with the plate of toys that Barb had been holding up like a statue for the entire time. Her arm went to her side when it was no longer needed, but twitched slightly. She would probably wake up wondering why her arm felt like it was being cooked over an open flame.
"How do you feel?" asked Duskshine excitedly. Rainbow pondered this question momentarily. The extractor had sucked up his sperm and retracted, leaving him sitting alone in the cold metal chair, with only it and the silent, statuesque Barb for company. The soft pressure in his veins from the IV drip was ever-present, constantly pumping fluids into his blood. And he had been coltnapped by one of his best friends, locked in a machine, and treated like an animal. Treated to things nopony should ever have to endure.
"Fine," he replied simply. His captor smiled and quietly chuckled.
"Are you ready?" he asked, the pitch of his voice moving up and down at unnatural intervals, for some reason reminding Blitz of a pedophile. Obviously it was a rhetorical question, because Dusk activated the sequence once more. Oddly enough, Rainbow's cock was poking out of its sheath, lightly twitching with anticipation of the device wrapping around him like a pair of cold lips...
No! Not again! How could he possibly be enjoying this? He was being molested, and by his former best friend, no less! He decided that he would do whatever he could to try to prevent his orgasm. Though he wished desperately that he could hide it, Dusk noticed his enthusiasm.
"You seem excited," he said in that same pedophiliac voice.
"N—No!" the victimized stallion protested weakly.
"Oh, really?" Dusk replied in slow syllables. "Well, lets see how you feel about this!" Rainbow had a feeling he knew what was coming. And he was correct in this assumption. The black dildo from before was still attached to its port, and after Duskshine pulled a lever, it moved forward and upward, beginning to force itself inside Blitz. Though he was still dripping lube from before, it was a tight fit. After all, he had never taken it up the ass before. At least, not from a stallion.
However, after much convincing, he had allowed a mare to use a strap-on with him last year. But, of course, that was almost a year ago. And she had been a bitch, anyway.
The cold dildo pressed against him and spread his walls apart, a burning like sunfire sprouting inside him. He screamed in pain, and he thought he felt a little blood drip down his inner thigh, but with all the lube coating his asshole, there was no way to be certain. The burning almost made him pass out, but he steeled his nerves and pressed on, like when he would tire out just before the end of a race. He mentally sprinted, keeping conscious despite it all. The dildo squeezed tightly into his hole and quickly bottomed out. This all happened in the space of about one and a half seconds. Rainbow let out another scream, his ass clenching down on the unexpected intruder.
Then the dildo pulled out, leaving Rainbow Blitz with an inexplicable feeling of emptiness and loss. Okay, the emptiness was not exactly inexplicable. He felt an incredible need to have it back inside him. Then the piston reactivated and the process began anew. After the second thrust he began to think he was enjoying it. No! No, no, no, no, no!
He immediately conjured an image of the most platonic, boring, and nonsexual thing he could think of at the moment; a Saturday afternoon backyard hoofball game. He saw the cloudy sky, the ball flying through the air, being caught by the sexy quarterback,—
Wait. What? Before he had time to even consider this unusual notion, the dildo slammed into him again, jarring any further coherent thought from his mind. This time, he felt it rub hard against his prostate, drawing another scream from his throat, this one breathy and feminine.
"Aanhh!" Dusk's ears instantly perked up. He clopped his hooves together in a quite over-the-top display of giddiness.
"Oooohh, I've been waiting for that!" He stopped the machine with the press of a button, and left Blitz panting like Applejack's dog William after a stampede. Duskshine walked over and towed the as-yet-unactivated extractor to Rainbow's rock-hard member and attached it. He then proceeded to remove the black dildo from its holster and position it behind him with his magic. He grunted in pleasure as he shoved it inside himself in one smooth motion.
"Solaris, it feels good to have something in there again!" he said. Rainbow was dumbfounded at how quick and effortless the process had been. Just get it lined up and voila! His member throbbed with the new stimulation, and Rainbow marveled at its length. It was easily three inches longer and an inch thicker than his own. Pre dribbled out of the tip and a single drop fell to the floor with a tiny splash that was nigh imperceptible over the hum of the machine. The insane homophile grabbed a cushion and laid it underneath the metal chair. He then scooted himself in as well, lying face up.
"Uh, Dusk?" said Rainbow Blitz cautiously. "What are you doing?" He could not see Dusk, but heard the now-familiar crazy smile in his voice.
"Just getting into position, Blitzy!" He felt Dusk's cock brushing against his perineum, flicking it with tiny specks of precum. "Mm, you like that?"
"No."
"Oh, I bet you do!" He was on the right track. But it was a matter of principle. Rainbow tensed as he felt the cock pull away. He knew what would be next. And, of course, his prediction was correct once again. Dusk unreservedly shoved his dick deep into Rainbow's plothole, stretching him even wider than the dildo. He grunted with the effort of trying to accommodate his unintentional partner. "Holy Tartarus, you're tight!" said the alicorn. He pulled out again, then after activating the extractor, began briskly bucking Blitz's brains out.
The screaming arose again, changing pitch and volume with Dusk's jackhammer-like thrusts, and this time he knew it was blood that he felt. A small trickle ran slowly down his thigh, but Dusk magicked it away with a flash.
Rainbow felt himself leaving his plateau, so he tried again to think of something platonic, but found nothing. He could not produce a single thought not directly connected to the present moment. He managed to visualize another hoofball game, but the thought involuntarily changed into an image of him in a locker room being hammered by a stallion in a jersey. His thoughts returned to the situation he was currently in and he heard Dusk's voice taunting him. He sounded like he was trying to make up for something.
"Yeah, take it, faggot! You know you love it! How's it feel to get bucked by a proper stallion? I want you to cum for me, fill up that drum, boy!" He could hardly take any more. The entire time, he had held his tongue, keeping as silent as possible, but now the words were let loose unmoderated.
"Oh, Solaris, buck me! Buck me hard!" His words shocked even himself. They had seemed to come out all by themselves, heedless of Rainbow's actual intentions. And his (former) rapist was shocked as well. He stopped his pounding, and Rainbow almost regretted saying anything.
Almost.
"Well, if you insist!" Dusk somehow thrust even faster, pumping like he was the machine. Rainbow moaned out his enjoyment.
"Oh! Anh!" He could feel his orgasm quickly approaching, bearing down on him like a speeding train.
"Get ready for me!" Oh, no. Dusk was almost done! Rainbow wished desperately for time to stop, so that he could at least—
"Take my cum, Rainbow BITCH!" Rainbow gasped as Dusk gave one last thrust and his colon was filled to the brim with thick stallion seed. It gushed into his body and filled him up inside. It coated his guts in smooth creamy waves and warmth spread throughout his abdomen. The feeling was too much, and drove him over the edge as well.
Rainbow moaned contentedly as his own sperm shot out of his dick and into the machine, being sucked up the tube. As the last few drops were sucked up, Dusk slowly and gradually pulled his dick out of Rainbow's ass. It fell out with a quiet plop, and he quickly flipped around so his face was underneath the other stallion's hole. Rainbow tried to clench his muscles to hold everything in, but it did not work. His muscles seemed to have practically atrophied during his ordeal, and his hole gaped, everything inside flowing freely.
He felt a particularly thick wad of cum flow down the walls of his intestine, hanging for a moment at the opening, then dropping down into Dusk's waiting mouth. The purple stallion moaned hungrily and quite loudly smacked his lips, most likely intending to be heard clearly.
"Mmm," he said, "that's good!" He got up from his pillow. "Maybe you should taste it!" Before Rainbow Blitz could object, Dusk had straddled him and initiated a sloppy, squishy kiss. His wet dick rubbed against the fur and caked it in spooge. He ground against Blitz's own mouth, forcing his tongue inside along with his cum. He spit it into Rainbow's mouth, rolling his tongue around and licking the inside of the stallion's cheeks, attempting to force it down his throat.
Rainbow coughed and gagged, trying to spit it out. The bittersweet taste filled his senses and caused his body to reject the liquid. But Dusk continued the kiss even through Rainbow choking on his cum. After a moment Rainbow adjusted and began to instinctively swallow. He drank Dusk's sperm straight out of his own mouth, and though he did not know what he was doing, greedily sucked it down. It slid down his esophagus and splashed into his stomach.
Dusk leaned away and groaned hungrily, leaving a thin line of cum connecting their mouths. He licked his lips and sucked up the cum like spaghetti. A small drop hung on his chin.
"Mmm, delicious! I'm glad I ate all that alfalfa!" Blitz groaned, sore to the bone.
"You... bucker," he said with little force.
"Well, you're right about that; I'm a really good bucker!" He jumped off of Rainbow's chest and crawled back under the chair. He bent down and licked up what liquid had fallen to the floor. Then he sat up and bit down lightly on Rainbow's ring, chewing it and sucking his cum out of the pegasus's loose hole. Rainbow groaned again, too exhausted to hold the sound in, or to keep his anal muscles tight. Dusk lapped at the hole and drank from it loudly like a suckling calf, gulping down his own seed. Rainbow Blitz moaned in pleasure as he felt the thick liquid leave his body, taking his troubles with it. He sighed in contentment and Dusk finally pulled his muzzle away, taking one last lick of stray semen.
He pushed himself upright, his cock having retreated into its sheath. He smiled at Rainbow Blitz, but the pegasus did not have the energy or incentive to even look at his captor. He laid his head back in exhaustion, lightly panting, his face and furry body plastered with sweat. Dusk thought for a moment.
"Let's see," he said. "I think maybe I'll let you get an hour of rest. Maybe I'll put some music on, so you don't get bored. Then I'll start the sequence all over again!" He leapt up and down in giddy obliviousness to Blitz's true exhaustion. The alicorn's horn lit, and the air was filled with light opera. He promptly exited the room, heading upstairs to do whatever it was he did up there. He called Barb after him, and she followed like the mindless slave she had become.
Blitz sighed once more. He had only gone through the sequence twice, and he already felt like a pulverized piece of concrete! He looked again to the drum, which was almost the height of a full-grown pony. Was he supposed to fill that thing? What was it all being saved for, anyway?
