Dusk Shine stood in front of the enormous boulder covering the entrance to the Mirror Pool, wondering if he should continue. He remembered well the day that Bubble Berry had found the Pool, and the mayhem that had immediately followed.
Dusk Shine had been pondering an idea for quite some time, ever since the pool had been discovered. It had gone away during the group's various shenanigans, but it was always in the back of his mind. Soon after they had defeated Lady Tira and his castle had appeared, he had resolved that he would go through with it.
But now he was hesitating, even when he was so close. He shook his head to clear the doubt from his mind.
It's alright, Dusk, he thought. You've taken every precaution you can to ensure the duplicates don't run wild like before.
Dusk focused his energy and slowly lifted the gargantuan boulder from its position. The rock was wrapped in a magenta field and gradually moved out of the way to reveal the cave beneath. Dusk carefully jumped down, still focused on the boulder, and levitated it back into place, setting it down with a quiet thud.
He clicked on a light spell for illumination, flooding the cave with a dim purple glow. He trekked down the twisting, curving passage leading to the pool, thinking all the way.
He had always been attracted to his reflection in the mirror, even before he realized he was gay. He guessed he made up for his antisocial tendencies by being attracted to himself. Dusk chuckled a little at that.
He had always fantasized about cloning himself, or making a copy of some kind. He had even practiced yoga and become flexible enough to suck himself off, but it had not been good enough for him. The fantasy was always there, and it was rekindled when Bubble Berry had discovered the Pool. Dusk had put up a nice façade when he had plugged the hole, but he secretly knew that he would return eventually.
He climbed up over the last bump and trotted down the incline leading to the pool. It was a relatively small pond at the center of a large cave. Dusk deactivated his illumination spell to find that the Mirror Pool gave off its own light. It waved and danced hypnotically on the walls of the cave, forming ever-shifting bands of lighter and darker blues.
The diffraction looks beautiful, Dusk thought. He cantered up to the edge of the water and peered in at his reflection. Hey there, hot stuff. He waggled his eyebrows suggestively, and the reflection answered back in kind. He could already feel a warm feeling between his hind legs, and his dick was getting hard with the anticipation. His wings were also stiffening, though to a lesser extent.
Dusk sat back on his haunches and saw his black dick poking out from its sheath. It was only semi-hard, but it was already longer than most stallions. Dusk resented the stereotype that nerds had large penises, but it seemed to hold true in his case.
He looked to the pool with its beckoning waters. The duplicate might not even be interested, he thought. Oh, well. If he doesn't want sex, I can just... send him back with that spell. He began the rhyme that he had memorized, Bubble Berry being clueless as ever as to why he needed to know it. He was not even sure if the rhyme was a necessity or not, but he did not want to take the chance.
And into his own reflection he stared,
Yearning for one whose reflection he shared
And solemnly sweared not to be scared
At the prospect of being doubly there.
On the second to last line, he fought the urge to mentally correct it to swore. Then on the last line, he leaned over the edge and into the water, but instead of falling into the water, he came right back up again, as if he had gone through to another world on the other side of the water's surface.
He looked around and determined that he had not, in fact, been transported to a mirror world; the exit and all the rocks were still in the right places. But it was still disorienting. He could not see his duplicate, and briefly wondered if he had made a mistake.
"I wonder if I did that right," he muttered.
"Looked about right to me," came a voice behind him. He turned and, standing right beside the pool, he saw himself. Or rather, a duplicate of himself. The duplicate had a slightly raggedy purple mane with light purple and magenta streaks, just like himself. He had a lavender coat and wings, just like himself. Everything, down to the cutie mark and purple eyes and strong jawline, was duplicated perfectly.
In short, he was gorgeous.
"Hello," said the duplicate, "my name is Dusk Shine."
"I know," said Dusk. "So is mine."
"So what are we going to do?" asked the duplicate with a smile. "Read a book?" Dusk shook his head.
"I have something else planned," he said. He thought for a moment about how to phrase his advance. "Are you gay?"
"Oh, yeah!" the duplicate exclaimed. "Gayer than a rainbow mixed by a pink pegasus. Why?"
Okay, Dusk. This is it. Just go ahead and say it.
"I was wondering if you'd be open to sex." The clone looked shocked.
"What? That's the reason you summoned me? To get off?"
Oh, buck! Now he's angry. He's mad because I wanted to use him for cheap, unfulfilling—
"That sounds awesome!"
"Y- you wh-? What?"
"I said, 'that sounds awesome!'"
"Oh." Dusk was a bit put off by this sudden development. This duplicate did not seem like him at all; no notable social awkwardness, no reluctance to state his preferences. But then he remembered that the Mirror Pool duplicated only the basic personality, not memories or inhibitions that may have developed from said memories. Maybe he was a stud at heart.
"Well, let's do this, then," he finished. He sat down and leaned back, putting his weight on his forelegs. The other Dusk walked over and got right to work.
He bent down and laid on his belly in front of the original Dusk. He leaned his head forward and lightly brushed his muzzle against the throbbing black cock. Dusk was fully hard now, his 11-inch cock standing at attention, while the duplicate was getting hard as well. The clone's plot was sticking seductively in the air like a stretching cat, exposing his hole, and he looked in Dusk's eyes as he licked the organ up and down.
Dusk made soft sounds of pleasure as his dick was slowly but steadily coated in saliva. The other Dusk licked and kissed noisily all along the shaft, and the lewd sounds echoed off the cave walls, amplified by the hard, smooth stone. Precum dribbled from the tip of the cock, wetting the lavender fur with clear, sticky fluid.
Finally, the clone moved to the tip of the original's penis and wrapped his soft lips around the tip, drawing a loud moan from Dusk. The other Dusk sucked on the glans, attempting to draw out as much noise and precum from his partner as possible. He slowly inhaled the thick cock, sucking it down his gullet and stretching his throat muscles taut around it.
As it hit his uvula, he gagged, forcing him to pull back and cough. The original Dusk asked if he was okay, but he just brushed it off.
"I thought it was kind of hot," he said with a seductive grin, which was returned with enthusiasm. "I have an idea." He moved up, pushing Dusk gently to the cave floor, and turned around so that his rear was on the other alicorn's chest, leaving his plothole right in front of Dusk's muzzle.
Dusk gazed at his clone's plump, round balls resting on his chest, even as the copy resumed giving the blowjob. He reached his head forward and began kissing the balls, and the duplicate moaned around Dusk's cock in reward, producing a pleasurable vibration.
He moved up further and inhaled the delicious scent of the clone's plothole. Smells just like me, he thought. That pool really does make a perfect duplicate. He wrapped his forelegs around the other Dusk's midsection and gave a long lick across the ring of puckered flesh.
"Oh, that feels good," said the other Dusk, having lifted his mouth off the original's shaft. Dusk suckled on the duplicate's ring, wriggling his tongue around the opening. He pressed against the soft muscles and gently thrust his tongue inside, eliciting yet another moan and a quiet expletive.
"Oh, buck!" Dusk flexed his tongue back and forth, massaging his duplicate's inner walls and coating them with saliva. At that moment, his partner decided to repay the favor. He lifted Dusk's hind legs high and began performing his own rimjob, causing Dusk to grunt into his partner's hole.
The clone wrapped his lips around Dusk's ring and suckled on it, nibbling gently.
Dusk could feel the pressure rising in his balls, and he knew he would not be able to last much longer. The duplicate seemed to sense this and moved back to Dusk's dick and started sucking vigorously, simultaneously using a hoof to continue to stimulate his hole.
Dusk humped into his duplicate's mouth even as he slurped noisily at the hole. The duplicate's inner juices were sucked into his mouth and he whined in pleasure at the delicious taste of male wetting his tongue, bringing his orgasm closer.
The duplicate moved his hips back, unfortunately stopping Dusk from continuing his rimjob, but lining up his penis with the other male's mouth. Dusk grabbed his identical partner's flanks and shoved the dick into his mouth unceremoniously. Thanks to the angle of penetration, it moved right past his uvula, bypassing his gag reflex and bottoming out at what seemed like halfway to his stomach. His throat was completely clogged with stallion meat, and it was at that point that he could take no more.
Dusk screamed a muffled, girlish scream around the duplicate's penis as the pleasure hit a peak, bringing him to orgasm. A thick wad of cum gushed out of his cock and into the mouth of the clone, who swallowed it eagerly. Three or four more jets shot out, quickly filling the other stallion's mouth, but he could not swallow quickly enough and the milky white fluid began to drip from the corners of his lips down the shaft. But even as Dusk's cock started to soften, it continued to be milked by the clone for every precious drop of cum.
The original Dusk grunted and slipped the other Dusk's cock out of his mouth, leaning back and lying his head on the ground. He would have continued, but he was tired and his throat had been thoroughly punished. The clone's cock was still rock-hard and wet with saliva and rubbed against the original's chest, bringing pleasure for both stallions.
The duplicate got up off of the quietly moaning original and turned around to look down at him with a smug grin.
"You know," he said, "we would hate all of that work lubing up your ass to go to waste." He laid down and positioned himself between Dusk's hind legs, leaning over him. He kissed Dusk, keeping his eyes open and making eye contact.
Despite the surprise, he grinned and blushed in anticipation. And another thing was happening too. Dusk's limp dick was quickly regaining a semblance of life, twitching and splattering drops of cum which still clung to the tip.
Dusk Shine was still horny, even having already climaxed. He lifted his hind legs and wrapped his forelegs around the clone, eagerly pulling him closer. The duplicate's penis rubbed pleasurably against his perineum and his own genitalia, causing him to shudder. He could feel the balls resting on his cheeks, waiting to dump their contents inside him. He knew that the semen was actually produced by the prostate and not the testicles, but it still made for an extremely arousing image.
The clone reached down between them with his right forehoof and rubbed it against the original Dusk's asshole, gently persuading it to loosen. Then he wrapped it around his member and guided it forward. It pressed against Dusk's passage and almost instantly entered.
Dusk was overcome with pleasure as his anal walls were spread by his clone's concrete cock. He was still suffering from the post-orgasm sensitivity which amplified the already incredible feeling of anal penetration.
Suffering. Right, he thought sarcastically.
Even though he had not been penetrated yet this session, Dusk had worked his hole to be considerably malleable; the duplicate managed to bottom out inside him in one smooth stroke, making Dusk feel fuller than Barb after a buffet.
This was what he lived for. The wonderful feeling of having a gigantic cock inside him, plugging him like a cork in a bottle. And it was made even better knowing that he was essentially being bucked by himself; his greatest fantasy come true.
He sighed in both ecstasy and disappointment when the clone pulled out, but gave an extremely effeminate moan when he thrust back in, rubbing Dusk's prostate and causing a body-wide shiver. A small squirt of precum squirted out, splashing onto Dusk's fur.
"Anh! Oh, Solaris," he said quietly. "Oh, that feels good." The clone slowly pumped in and out, working Dusk like a piston. He quickly built up speed and began thrusting at a steady pace of about twice per second. Dusk was already rock-hard again and he was leaving small clear stains on the clone's chest fur, which he promptly began licking clean as soon as he noticed.
The duplicate seemingly rutted him harder every second, pounding his ass with wild abandon and producing a lewd but incredibly arousing repetitive slapping sound. This sound was accompanied by wordless grunts from the duplicate and unrestrained cries of ecstasy from the original Dusk.
"Oh, yeah! Don't stop!" The duplicate slowed down and pulled his cock out of Dusk, leaning back. "Hey!" yelled Dusk in annoyance when he realized he no longer had a thick meat rod up his ass. "I just told you not to stop!" The clone grinned.
"I just thought that I could do things more effectively in a different position."
"What?" But instead of being given a verbal answer, Dusk was roughly grabbed by a magical field and flipped face-down. "What are you-" Then Dusk's logical side kicked in.
Of course! he thought. The "Doggy Style" position is better for prostate stimula-AHH! He did not get to finish his thought as his hole was filled back up very roughly, sending pleasure through him like a bolt of lightning.
"AAH!!" Tears leaked from his eyes at the mix of pleasure and pain and he reached his forehooves around and grabbed the clone's upper body, trying to pull him in more closely. His identical partner reached forward and pulled him into a passionate kiss. They practically chewed on each other's mouths as the copy bucked furiously, pounding his partner's hole like a jackhammer. Dusk was screaming with pleasure, but one thought broke through the haze.
I probably tore my anal lining; I'll have to check on that later. But rather than pain, the feeling was translated into intense, burning pleasure.
"Oh, Solaris, yes! Buck my ass, Dusk!"
"You like that dick in your tight plot?" grunted the duplicate between forceful thrusts.
"Yeah, I love it!" replied Dusk, shuddering from the onslaught. "Pound my tight little plot!" Through the fog of sensations, Dusk could feel his double's fat balls, swollen with arousal, colliding softly and repeatedly with his own. He could feel the numerous veins and medial ring as they ran back and forth over the ring of his anal muscle. And he could feel his pleasure peaking as he neared the point of no return.
"Oh, buck, I'm really close!" shouted the duplicate.
"Me too!" Dusk felt a tingling pressure around his penis as it was wrapped in the duplicate's magical field. He used his magic to jerk Dusk's cock up and down the length vigorously, bringing him quickly closer to climax.
Dusk suddenly remembered a spell that he had learned from a hook-up at Solaris's School for Gifted Unicorns. He focused his energy, and the reflection's balls began to swell even more, quickly growing to unnatural proportions.
"What was- unh! -that?" asked the duplicate.
"Virility spell," Dusk replied unsteadily. "It's awesome." He wanted to say more, but couldn't as he was currently being bucked senseless. Luckily, the clone took this explanation, probably because he was distracted by bucking somepony else senseless.
The spell increased the size of the duplicate's balls until they were the size of lemons, then oranges. Finally stopping, they clocked out at about the size of grapefruit.
Every time I cast that spell, I make comparisons to fruit, he thought absentmindedly.
The duplicate somehow started thrusting even harder into Dusk and grunting more insistently. The magical field jerking Dusk's cock moved faster and grew to encompass his balls, massaging them into releasing their load of sperm.
"Oh, buck, I'm gonna cum!"
"Anh!" whined Dusk, practically delirious from pleasure. "Me too! Oh, yeah! Harder! Fill me up with your cum!" The magical aura evaporated from around his cock and balls and moved to push his head to the ground, as if to signal the imminent jizz storm.
Finally, the dam broke, and a jet of cum physically impacted the inner wall of Dusk's colon like water from a pressurized hose. When that first jet stopped, it was followed by another equally voluminous, though not as intense, stream of semen.
Dusk was right at the edge of orgasm, and he dug all four hooves into the cave floor as he was violently thrown over the edge. Wave after wave of cum splattered and splashed onto the cold ground, mirroring the jets of spunk filling his abdomen. His own ejaculation quickly ran out of steam, though he had not yet come down from his orgasm. It continued for what felt like an eternity, powered by the continued pumping into his ass.
The clone's burning hot seed coated the walls of his colon, filling him like a water balloon. His abdomen was already beginning to distend with the amount of sperm that had been pumped into him, and it was still coming. The cum already inside him slid deeper due to his position, leaving room for yet more.
Finally, the jets seemed to slow, and the duplicate's balls shriveled to slightly smaller than their original size, drained of the magical and physical energy required to pump out such an enormous load. With one last weak thrust, the duplicate wrapped his forelegs around Dusk's shoulders and slumped down, putting pressure on his partner's distended, spunk-filled belly. Dusk moaned as several drops squirted out of his hole around the duplicate's penis and ran down the length of his perineum, dripping off his balls.
After a few moments, the duplicate raised himself off of Dusk's frame and leaned back, his dick still nestled snugly inside the other alicorn's ass. He then slowly pulled out, leaving a gaping asshole begging for something to fill it again.
The duplicate first bent over and quickly and efficiently tongue-cleaned his own dick of any remaining semen. He finished the job as quickly as possible, taking less time for the appendage than he would have liked, so that he could move on to the big prize.
He leaned forward and got down on his knees, sticking his snout straight into Dusk's abused hole. Dusk gasped at the sensation of a soft muzzle after the rock-hard fury from before. The clone stuck his tongue as deeply as he could into Dusk's rectum, easily reaching the copious pool of spunk inside. He grabbed the other stallion and pulled him back until he was laying on his back, with the other alicorn sitting on his face.
There was enough cum left over from the virility spell that the duplicate could literally drink from Dusk's ass like a cup for the first few seconds. He swirled his tongue around and sucked out the cum, reaching around and rubbing Dusk's cock as he did so.
Dusk was not getting hard again- he had already had his daily allotment of orgasms- but it still felt like heaven. He gave a throaty, satisfied moan as the leftover spunk was siphoned out of his hole.
The clone gently wriggled out from underneath Dusk and suddenly pulled him into a sloppy, lustful, snowball kiss. Dusk was surprised by the amount of semen that was pushed into his mouth. And he knew that it had not been compounded with saliva because it was roughly the consistency of honey. That spell always made it extra thick and creamy.
They both opened their mouths wide to make the kiss as sloppy as they could. Cum ran in small rivulets down both their chins, coating and staining their fur with white. Dusk sucked down the ball of stallion cream greedily before his duplicate could, and the duplicate broke the kiss.
"Hey," he said jokingly, "I wanted that." He moved back to Dusk's hole and the process repeated.
On the third time around, at Dusk's request, the clone stuck his once again semi-hard cock back into Dusk's cum-lubed asshole, and they laid down side by side next to the pool. They sat still for a while, then the duplicate began slowly thrusting, and Dusk smiled.
His horn glowed and a beam of magic shot the duplicate in the head, causing him to turn into an indistinct cloud of purple light. Dusk felt the cock inside him turn to magical vapor, and the cloud whirled through the air before dropping back into the pool.
Dusk laid there for a while, then eventually got up. He reached one hoof back and rubbed his mistreated anus, moaning as he pushed the tip of his hoof inside one last time. He already wanted something back inside him, but he knew the feeling would eventually pass.
It was kind of unfair, he thought as he walked back toward the exit, not giving that duplicate the second climax he wanted. But, then again, I wasn't really in the mood. And it's just a copy. It's not like it had any real consciousness of it's own.
Dusk Shine did not see his reflection still in the pool, gazing lustfully at his flanks still dripping cum as they swaggered back and forth on his way out.
