Super Steamy Stallion Creamy 9000

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?