Shining Armor and Soarin' get reacquainted
Soarin walked nervously into the Crystal Emperor's throneroom, doing his best not to let on how nervous he was, but a few tremors started in his wings. He'd done this a bunch of times, but it was years ago, and he hadn't seen him in ages… He had called Soarin for a meeting of sorts. They were, after all, the two most powerful stallion in Equestria; one a king, one the chief-lieutenant of the only military organization with any teeth.
"Ah, Soarin'!" a friendly voice called.
On the throne sat the Crystal Emperor himself, Shining Armor. Soarin bowed low as soon as he heard.
"Your Majesty!" he said, not breaking the bow.
"Oh please, Soarin', you're a Wonderbolt for Celestia's sake!" Shining Armor said.
Soarin' tentatively straightened up, seeing Shining Armor get up from the throne and start trotting towards him, a big smile plastered on his face.
"I came as soon as I got the message, Your Majesty," Soarin' said weakly.
"Yeah, I know," the king said, informally. "And besides, would you please stop that 'Your Majesty' crap? You're a Wonderbolt… And we used to hang out in High School."
Soarin grinned, bringing a hoof up to the back of his head to rub his mane.
"Yeah, I suppose we did," he said, still smiling.
The king gave a small chuckle.
"Remember that time we broke into the fillies' locker room?" he said, gesturing for Soarin to follow him out of the throneroom and into the hall.
"Yeah... And Spitfire bucked you in the mouth?" the pegasus said, remember the occasion fondly. Shining Armor grimaced.
"Yeah, I lost a tooth and cracked another," he said, feeling around in his mouth for the teeth he had magically replanted.
"Sorry..." Soarin said, not sure if he'd gone too far.
"Why should you be?" Shining said, continuing down the hall of many doors. "You got the worst of it. She bucked you in the balls!"
Soarin winced at the memory.
"Yeah... My left nut has never been the same," he deadpanned. The king burst out laughing, and moments later, so did the Wonderbolt.
"I seem to remember you having a certain thing for stormball players!" Soarin said, laughing raucously.
"Something about them just makes my boner cut diamonds," the king replied, chuckling.
They finally arrived at a door, which Shining Armor magicked open and let them in. Once inside he closed the door, and as soon as it did, Soarin knew what was going on.
"Just like old times, then?" he said, grinning. The smile dropped from Shining's face as soon as he knew he was out of earshot of the guard ponies that stalked the halls.
"Oh, God, she's a bitch, you have no idea," he moaned. "Shining do this, and Honey do that~ I can't stand it!" he said.
"Mares, right?" Soarin said, flopping into the bed. "Can't live with 'em."
It'd been a while since he'd had a good lay, and Shining, as far as he could remember, was the best.
"So the word on the street is that you're an infamous colt-cuddler," Shining said casually as he stepped into the attached closet.
"Really?" Soarin said, genuinely curious. Sure, he'd had some flings, but he wasn't sure how much got out to the public. Apparently quite a bit.
After a few minutes of idly squirming on the bed, anticipating how much fun this was going to be, Shining Armor burst from the closet. He leapt out from the closet wearing a pair of boxers and pounced on Soarin, who was caught completely unawares. Soarin rolled on his back in defense, his half-erect cock flopping slightly as he spread his legs.
"That was quick, Shining!" he said, noting the significant strain Shining's cock put on the silk as the king stood over him.
He must be eager.
Soarin was eager too, feeling himself stiffen are the mere sight of his old flame.
"Not as quick as you, Soary," Shining said softly, lavishing a kiss on the pegasus's neck. "I've seen you fly; you look like a bolt of lighting up there!"
Shining gave a long, slow dry hump of Soarin's dick. The Wonderbolt trembled with pleasure and anticipation as Shining's dick rubbed against his, separated by nothing more than a thin piece of silk. He felt warm, and the silk made him feel so smooth....
Soarin nipped at Shining Armor's ear playfully, pulling back from his lover's crotch, then running himself slowly down his silken shaft. He only gave him a light tickle, teasing him with his balls. Shining involuntarily thrust towards Soarin, giving a low moan.
"Please, Shiny," he said, giggling. "As eager as a schoolcolt, just like always."
He slid himself down the bed so that his head was directly underneath the king's quivering crotch.
'Let's see how he likes this,' Soarin thought with boyish glee. He let out a slow breath onto the other stallion's bulge, the heat from his breath sailing right through the silk. Shining moaned in anticipation.
"Come on, Soary, just get on with it!" he said impatiently
All in due time. Soarin gave the king's dick a tiny, gentle nuzzle with his nose.
"Ahhhh," Shining groaned, his face screwing up, trying not to cum from the sensation.
"Not yet, mister!" Soarin said authoritatively.
He wasn't ready to let his love cum just yet; not for a while yet. He brought his head up to Shining's cock and gave it a little kiss. The king's scepter throbbed; if it wasn't bound under silk, it would have bounced, for certain.
"Oooooh," he moaned. "Come ON, Soarin!"
Soarin felt empowered, like he was the king, here, not Shining. He loved that feeling, feeling his own cock throb in arousal. Soarin brought his hooves up to Shining's flanks, and pulled the silk underwear even tighter around his lover's shaft. The king moaned and quivered, but Soarin didn't so much as touch his cock yet
"Come on, you can do it, little colt," he said in a sultry bedroom voice, his breath teasing Shining's dick. "Come on, cum for me, Shining," he said, the king grunting in strain as he tried, tried, tried to cum, but couldn't. The warmth from Soarin's breath warmed and teased just to the point where Shining felt like he was about to orgasm, but he couldn't put himself over the edge no matter how hard he tried.
By now, part of Shining's underwear was soaked from pre-cum, oozing from the tip of his cock like a garden hose left on overnight.
"Pleeeeaaaassssseeeee, baby," Shining cried. "Just finish me!"
'Not yet,' Soarin thought, reveling in keeping him hanging like this.
He brought his lips up to Shining's cock and gave it another kiss, this time languishing on it, stroking his shaft with warm, soft lips. He felt Shining's crotch lurch forward, propelling his silken cock into his mouth, as far as the boxers would allow, which wasn't very far.
It was enough.
Shining's cock pulsed as he pushed harder and farther into Soarin's face, his belly pushing into Soarin's nose a little rougher than he would have expected.
"OooooaaaaaahhhHH!" he cried in anguished pleasure, as his cock pumped its load into the boxers and Soarin finally began to tongue at it through the silk, helping Shining’s orgasm feel as good as it possibly could. He kept going until he was spent, and even a little longer, since Soarin shoved his face into his dick, sucking it and licking it like it was the last spring of water in Equestria. He finally collapsed on top of Soarin, his soaking wet boxers finally becoming cold and loose as his shaft shrunk in size. Soarin moved up to kiss his lover on the lips.
"How was it?" he asked
"Why are you such a tease?" the king panted.
"Because I love you," the Wonderbolt replied, embracing his friend and nuzzling him warmly for a few minutes. Once Shining's afterglow subsided, he regained interest in moving about. He got up off the bed, and instead of taking off the boxers, looked at himself in the mirror.
"I wonder what the foreign dignitaries would say if they saw the king like this, with a colt, in ruined underwear," he mused.
"They'd want a piece of the action," Soarin joked, trotting over and caressing him through the silk, laying sideways across his back. The cold, wet material felt soft on Soarin's hoof, and made a shiver run down Shining's back as he remembered how good the pegasus could make him feel. An idea struck the King as his lover lay draped across his back.
A glow of magic surrounded his horn. Soarin felt a sudden pressure in his rump. Was that...?
The pressure moved a little lower, causing him to buck a little. It was!
"Shining?" he said, his voice quavering. The king pretended not to notice. The unicorn's magic moved up and down, side to side, hard to soft, all playing and teasing at Soarin's spot
"Oh, goooooooood~" he moaned, feeling his cock get a half-erection, but wanting to go all the way. He ground himself against Shining's flank, his half-limp cock only getting tantalizing tickles from his lover's body; he wasn't hard enough to get much pleasure from dry humping, but his body wouldn't let him stop.
"Oh god, Shining, please!" he said, holding onto the unicorn's back for dear life as his back legs gave out from the sudden pleasure. The king only smiled cheekily.
"Aaaah, AAAAH!" Soarin gasped, his ass gyrating as if if trying to get a better angle, but Shining's magic pressed him in all the right places. He felt like a quivering, gelatinous mess, but he hadn't even cum yet. He'd gone far past the point where he felt like, no, he knew he was going to cum, but he just needed that tiny little push over the edge....
And just like that, Shining's horn stopped glowing. Soarin suddenly felt empty, like something vital was ripped from his body. He felt like he was drowning, and needed air. He was right there; SO close. He NEEDED to cum, RIGHT NOW!
"Oh god, Shining, please, please!" he wailed, begging his lover. "Just finish me, please! God, everything above, please!" he cried, squeezing his ass muscles and wiggling his flanks in the futile hope the magic would return. The mere memory of the pleasure he'd been in made its absence seem like torture.
Shining looked back at him in the mirror, seeing his pathetic form clinging to his back with the feeble strength of a stallion made weak by love.
"Come on, now, Soary, come on," he said, a cruel tone in his voice. "Cum for your king."
Soarin wanted to. He was trying, really trying, but there was nothing he could do. He almost slipped into tears as his cock deflated and the hot tightness in his bottom faded away. It just wasn't fair, it just wasn't fair.
"I'm better at it," Shining said in a small, but confident voice.
"What?" Soarin said, still feeling for all the world like Celestia had shown him heaven and then sent him back to live in hell. it was like Shining had given him a drug and took it away. A smug smile showed on Shining's face.
"I'm better at teasing than you," he said, a little pride creeping into his tone.
"Oh, Shiny, you win, you win!" Soarin cried, scrambling to his hooves and pleading with the king
"You're better than me! You're better than me at EVERYTHING! Just please, pleeeeeeaaaase, pleeeeeease take me back there!" he whined, stamping his back hooves in vain hope that the glorious feeling would return to his prostate.
"That's my boy," Shining said happily, his horn glowing again.
it didn't take as long as before for Soarin to get to the point of rapture, having gotten so excited before. He started to feel good again, swinging his ass and buckling his hips in pleasure, he gave Shining Armor a long, deep kiss on the lips. He felt Shining press down, hard, and he felt warmth spill all over his belly and onto the floor. He didn't care, Shining was here, and Shining fucked like a god.
"Oooooh, eeeeaaaaaah!" went Soarin, making a noise between a moan and a squeal, unable to control himself. His hips swayed, and he felt like he was about to go over the edge for the second time…
And Shining stopped again.
He had a brief moment of panic and disappointment, but after a moment, Shining put the pressure back on and Soarin was brought up to the point of climax once again.
'He's too good at this,' Soarin thought, with the only rationality he had left in his mind during the endless assault of ecstasy. Just as that occurred to him, he was sent over the edge, with Shining pulsing and moving the magic just right such that it pressed Soarin where it felt best.
"Ohhhhh.... Hooooooooh..... HAAooooooh!" Soarin uttered, in something betwixt a cry and a moan, his lungs completely giving themselves to spasms as warm throbs of pleasure wracked his body. He felt his seed drip out onto the floor, and he made weak humping motions, feebly trying to pleasure the stallion that wasn't inside him. As his orgasm began to fade and he regained nominal control over his faculties, he looked up at Shining Armor with big, pleading eyes. Shining kissed him deep on the lips, and gave one last long, stroking push with his magic. Soarin's back legs completely buckled in pleasure, falling down into the puddle of his precum and semen. He writhed there for a moment, painting the floor with his fur and juices, before he fell on his side and curled into the fetal position.
"You win," he managed to whisper, after a few minutes.
"I always do," Shining said, his magic aura fading.
After a couple of minutes, he gave Soarin a light kick in the leg.
"Come on, let's get cleaned up. There's a stormball game at 6. I've got the good brew," he said. Soarin couldn't help but laugh. King though he was, Shining was always going to be his best friend.
