Author's Note

First of all a disclaimer: this is my first writing and I have no idea what I am doing or what I am trying to achieve, where the story is heading or anything. I am pretty much doing this for the sake of creating something, because I am a creative person and stuff. If you don't know me or my OC, name (Modpone) may sound off, but some are already used to it.

Thanks for showing interest and in advance sorry if it will be too sloppy or too gay for ya or something. I am straight (totally no homo, yo), but I am a bit narcissistic and I really don't see a problem about drawing or describing male genitalia if it works.

Morning

Equestria is an interesting place to be born in. Equines, as Equestria suggests, are the most numerous species coexisting with other creatures and beasts.

Earth Ponies, Pegasi, and Unicorns living together in huge cities and small villages, in megalopolises and little independent settlements. Each pony have their own role in any society of a choice and every single one is happy about it.

Why? Well, thats an easy answer. Ponies are living a dream. Princesses, who've been ruling over Equestria for centuries have brought prosperity into the homes of everypony.

This particular home was a regular one. A home just like any other. Not too big, not to small, pretty much perfect for Modpone. There were several rooms: kitchen, a guest room that was also used as dining room, bathroom, and of course a bedroom.

The kitchen had little to no furniture, just a needed minimum. Modpone wasn't a good cook so a simple fridge, stove, and couple of shelves with dishes as well as oatmeal and other sweet things were enough. Bathroom, sadly, had no bath tub, just a shower, a sink, and a toilet. Modpone would love to have a bath tub, but he had no chance to get one. Guest room had the biggest amount furniture: sofa, tea table, a regular sized table for dining, bookshelf, couple of chairs and lots of other little things that Modpone owned. Bedroom was the poorest of all. There was a tiny cabinet with couple of things for special events that required a pony to wear clothes, bedstand, and a double bed. Modpone loved the fact that he could stretch on his bed without a hoof hanging over it.

In this fine morning Modpone was still in his beloved bed, resting on a messed up blanket. This blanket looked rather uncomfortable to sleep on, because of how it stacked up in one spot right in the middle of Modpones belly.

Finally an uncomfortable feeling got over the sleepy horse and he flopped to the otherside, leaving the blanket piled up next to him as he now laid on his back.

Modpone slowly opened his eyes. It was a time to wake up.

The curtains covering the window were doing a horrible job. There was plenty of space for sunlight to shine through in between these two curtains. Sunbeam was jumping all over Modpone's body with each gentle breeze blowing from the half opened window.

Ponyville was already busy with life. Yet there was no noise pollution like they have it in big cities.

"Leaving a window open was a great idea," thought Modpone. "Last time somepony started shouting outside and woke me up, yet anything is better than being all sweaty in this stuffy room."

It was the weekend and Modpone had no specific plans. He was laying in his bed thinking of further activities when he felt that his bottom area is getting ridiculously hot. Not that this heat was caused by a pleasant pressure from a lucid dream that almost ended up being a wet dream. This dream was pretty much the only reason why Modpone stayed up in his bed that long, he woke up a couple of times, but forced himself to fall back to sleep so that he could enjoy his fantasy more.

Modpone's fantasy of being balls deep in Princess Celestia's tight pussy and Luna joining them afterwards, sitting right on his face, with her sweet plump vagina covering his nose and mouth. Leaving no other option than breathing with her intoxicating scent as he ate the lusty alicorn. The dream in which Modpone fucked both of the royal sisters. He never wanted to be a prince or get into the royal ranks, but getting intimate with one of Princesses was something he wished for. Alicorns are normally bigger then regular ponies and the thought of a mare twice as big as Modpone, whoring all over his horsecock, made the stallion tremble and bite his lip.

"Interesting, can a alicorn become pregnant if a regular earth pony like me cums in one? An alicorn becoming even bigger as her belly grows... silly pregnant and cum inflated ponies."

Focusing on reality rather then his dreams, Modpone came to a conclusion that the sudden heat was caused by the sunbeam playing on his balls. The warm and pleasant feeling cause by it almost forced Modpone to play -with- his balls. But as he fully woke up, he realized that sunbeam is not the only opponent he might face. Looking down between his own hind hooves, Modpone saw his morning wood in its full glory.

Without a second thought Modpone reached his hoof down to his erect shaft and pushed it down. As he pressed his horsecock into his balls, Modpone arched his back and opened his mouth, almost letting a moan escape it. He couldn't help himself. Sudden pleasure got over him as his painfully hard sheathed rod felt harder then ever.

Modpone was slowly stroking his length. Wrapping both of his hooves around the cause of the biggest conflict of interests he had at the moment. The feeling was amazing, but jerking off in the bed with no paper towels or any "material" to stare at didn't sound like a good idea. Yet Modpone considered fantasizing about the dream he had as his hooves slided back and forth his erected horsecock.

Eventually he decided that orgasm it is not an option. But it would be a bad idea to stop when it feels so good. Modpone guided his hooves down to the base of his erection. His left hoof was massaging an area at the bottom of the shaft where it meets the ballsack. Applying some pressure and rotating tip of his hoof clockwise. While his right hoof found it's place on his balls. Modpone's mind was drifting away as he was squeezing and pulling his balls, fondling himself. Modpone's hind hooves trembled as he was breathing heavily. At this rate he would end up having and orgasm just like that, without even caressing his sensitive tip... covering his blankets and himself in a sticky semen.

Just before Modpone lost himself to the lust and pleasure he decided to stop. He sat on the bed, with his hooves now resting on the top of his shaft.

"Damn, I am ridiculously hard... I wonder if I can be even harder."

With that thought Modpone grabbed a corner of the blanket, twisted it, making it into some sort of the rope. He wrapped it around the base of his shaft and pulled both sides of the blanket as if he was trying to suffocate his erection. He didn't pull too viciously, but strong enough to feel the pressure.

As blood pumped in Modpone's horsecock, his erection got even harder then before. Modpone felt a painful pressure as veins became visible all over his pulsing shaft.

"Ahh, fuck-" Modpone loosen the blanket "-I should be careful with such things... I wonder how safe cockrings are. Ah, screw that."

Modpone got out of his bed and headed to the bathroom. He spent enough time in his bed and were going to brush his teeth as well as mane and fur.

"I guess I look handsome enough to go out," thought Modpone as he wiggled his tail, looking back into the mirror. Fluffy tail that everypony would love to touch, fur on his butt looking extra soft as well. Maybe too soft, it might get some other stallions an idea or two that Modpone wouldn't like. But girls like butts to, so Modpone was happy about results of brushing.

Modpone lifted his tail, revealing his scrotum and sheathed horsecock. Ponies normally don't wear clothes, every mare and stallion could see each other's genitalia. Funny thing is that even though Modpone was an adult he would still get easily aroused by a hot mare on the street.

He wasn't the only one though. Ponies in heat or lusty ones would occasionally fuck each other on the streets. Not in public though. Normally, if a couple is hanging out and they get too uneasy about each other, they could go out to the backstreet and solve the issure. Sometimes these backstreets even look like an orgy flashmob with dozens of random pairs having sex. Still having sex on the main streets or trying to have sex with a pony who refuses to was always punished.

Going out does not equal to getting laid. Sure one could always try hitting on the girl on the street, but a lady is still a lady, even if her lush vulva is exposed to everyone. And flirting with a random girl on the street while swinging one's erection in front of her face does not work as some pervert stallions think it would. Ending up with them being bitchslapped or even accused in sexual harassment. Ponies are public about their private parts. What can be more pleasant then one's eyes resting on the hot sex of the pony walking in front of you. Or some may love looking at a stallion with his dick swinging from side to side as he walks. Yet if a pony wants to look sexy, he or she puts on a clothes.

Modpone happened to have a set of fishnets and thighhigh socks as well as couple of pants. Gifts from a friend. Wearing these to show off on the street was an option that Modpone considered.