Magic Barriers of an Atomic Caliber

Magic Barriers of an Atomic Caliber

The First Clop

Magic Barrier had been wandering the streets of Manehattan for hours on end. He had adjusted to his new life, his new existence, but as he meandered through the busy streets, something remained etched in the back of his mind that produced an unrelenting sequence of nagging anxieties.

Some months ago, he had been saved in his hour of need. Terrible ponies had attacked his beloved Octavia, and just when it seemed as though all of his chips had been laid upon the table, a new friend emerged from the shadows to save his flank.

He wasn’t a pony who ordinarily needed saving. He had led troops and fought in battles that these modern wussies could barely fathom, and in some respects, it bugged the charcoal stallion to impressive ends that he had even needed an assist in the first place. Like a siren’s call, the prodding thought drew him back until there he was, standing before a university office that he had once climbed just to impress a mare. Somewhere in that building was a stallion he had served beside, a professor who had saved him while donning a cloak of night, a pony he had an insatiable urge to repay.

Barrier moved through the structure quickly, opting to use the stairs this time instead of the facade. His hoof moved towards the door with equal swiftness, and in retrospect, considering Wing’s under-the-table dealings, he probably should have knocked. However, when he peeked inside and found the lavender pegasus buried in a stack of papers to grade, he concluded that his intrusion didn’t matter anyway.

In fact, the stallion lifted his head with an expression that screamed relief at the fact somepony had dared to interrupt him in the hour of indescribable boredom. “Hello, Magic Barrier,” the physicist spoke with his typical cheery demeanor. “What brings you by today? I haven’t seen you in quite sometime. How’s the officer’s life going?”

A sigh escaped Barrier’s muzzle as he lowered his brow over his icy blue cores. “It’s okay for the most part, but things have been bothering me. Ordinary guards don’t know how to fight at all. They’re damn pathetic, and you’d put all of them to shame in a heartbeat. It never should’ve gotten this bad.” He paused for a moment to draw a hoof through his blue locks. “And I guess that’s part of the reason I’m here. You saved my ass, and I’ve never done anything to repay the favor…

“Sure, I’ve said thanks and we’ve been on the field together, but those things are common courtesy and duty. I didn’t really do anything to thank you. I just wandered off, and it’s bugging me straight to Tartarus ever since.”

“There’s no reason for you to repay me, Barrier,” Wing responded without hesitation. “I already told you the first time you came to see me that we keep tabs on our own. You were lost for a thousand years. Only a supremely bad commander would drop the ball on that.”

“And you should know that I’m way too stubborn for that. I’ve been doing my own research,” he chimed while taking a methodical step forward. The unicorn’s magical aura draped over his charcoal horn while a focussed stare accompanied the maneuver. “I already know what has to be done. Trigger was surprisingly forthcoming with how I could repay you…” With a flash of light, the once occupied room became an empty bastion of solitude. The soldier was nowhere to be seen, and the physicist he had ventured to visit was gone as well.

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The stallion flicked the lights on with a burst of magic, basking in the heavy breaths of his captive as his eyes once more scanned the room.

The room was a worn beige color with little to no identifying features, beyond the bolts in the ceiling and the thick grey rods hanging taut from them. Following the hard steel with his eyes, the large, charcoal-coated unicorn rested his eyes on his victim.

Even after five minutes in the dark, his fellow pony’s shaft stood at full-mast, throbbing with need. “Guess who’s back, Wingy…” Barrier teased, his hoof running along the lavender pegasus’s rib cage while his own shaft pulsed in excitement at each twitch and whimper the pegasus let slip. “I’ll admit, your willpower was impressive,”

“You blue-balled me!” Wing gasped out, “Oh gods Barrier, don’t tease me anymore, I need release…”

Barrier continued, on ignoring his friend’s request, magic flaring to once more secure the ring-gag in Wing’s mouth, “but I’ve yet to meet a pony I couldn’t break, and I don’t think you’re broke just yet…” As Barrier spoke, he carefully bit down on the stallion’s ear as a ring of magic formed around the base of Wing’s dick, making it impossible for the stallion reach the much-needed climax. He couldn’t help but revel in the weak thrust he received at the ring’s mere existence.

“Why Professor, I think you might be enjoying this,” Barrier punctuated his statement with another flare of his horn, his magic carefully stroking each feather on the pegasus’s back simultaneously; he could *feel* the pegasus desperately writhing in his grip, trying futilely to call out only for the freshly-secured gag to cut him off. With a sharp tug of his magic, Wing began to shake once more in a desperate attempt for release as the magic weakly tickled and tugged at his primaries. No sooner than it began, Barrier's magic vanished, leaving the stallion to weakly groan and for the movement to slowly halt as Wing silently begged for a release that simply wouldn't come...yet...

"Not yet, my little pony..." Barrier whispered seductively into the stallion’s ear, carefully trailing a hoof along the stallion's belly, being careful to avoid the erect shaft. "I haven't given you permission yet..." As Magic Barrier spoke, he carefully made his way around to the front of his lavender captive, hoof all-the-while running through the unkempt black mane. “Take a breath,” Barrier warned as he reared up, hitting Wing lightly in the face with his cock before he found the warm metal ring and slid into the victim’s mouth with a single hard pump; he couldn’t help but groan in relief as he buried himself hilt-deep in the stallion’s throat, serving to sate his own painfully hard member.

Holding the position for twenty short seconds -just until he could feel the stallion’s throat desperately try to expel him- Barrier slid back out just long enough for a pained gasp before hilting himself again, meaty balls slapping loudly against Wing’s chin.

For five long minutes, the charcoal-coated stallion face-fucked his pegasus counterpart, wet squelches and smacks resounding throughout the room as saliva continued to drip from Wing’s muzzle. Finally, with a sharp grunt, Barrier hilted hard a final time and leaned forward to bury his face between Wing’s wings while a renegade hoof moved to the pegasus’s throat to stroke the slight bulge that marked his own stimulated cock. It erupted, emptying its contents directly into the stallion’s stomach over the span of forty long seconds as one lively moan escaped from Barrier’s throat- and as Wing’s throat spasmed violently, trying -and failing- to expel the offending object that he was further milking.

With a few more weak pumps, Barrier removed himself from his captive’s muzzle with a wet schlick, paying no attention to the desperate gasps for oxygen as he carefully worked his way around to the side once more, smiling fondly as his hoof lightly stroked the length of Wing's dick causing the pegasus to attempt air-humping once more, his body all but begging for release. "Beg for it..." Barrier stated, carefully putting Wing's ear in his mouth and nibbling as his magic removed the gag. "Beg, my little pegasus..." His magic moved to encompass the tip of Wing’s shaft.

"P...please..." Wing managed to gasp, hips moving once more to the tingly sensation that encompassed his member.

"Please what?" Barrier softly asked, tugging at his fellow soldier's ear, his own arousal quickly rising in the heat of their moment.

"Please..." Wing groaned painfully, "please just let me finish..."

"What do you want me to do?" Barrier asked, widening his magic to completely engulf the stallion’s shaft,

"Dammit Barrier, let me cum already!" Wing whined desperately, panting like a bitch in heat as another drip of spit added itself it to the small puddle on the floor.

"Since you asked so nicely," Barrier grinned malevolently and reared up once more, his slick member settling just behind Wing's tail, resting on his puckered ring. Without a moment’s hesitation Barrier drove his sopping length into Wing, driving right past his medial ring and causing the lavender stallion to shout out with a half-wail half-moan while his body shook and twitched to an extent that nearly yanked the rods from their ceiling-roots.

"Beg for it, my little pegaslut…" Barrier grinned as he began to hump wildly, balls slapping loudly against his lover’s, horn growing even brighter as his magic began to shift and fluctuate wildly along Wing’s member, the ring still holding tight.

With a desperate pant, Wing cried out once more, “Please, I’m begging you, let me goooo~” Wing’s voice suddenly went high-pitched as the ring vanished and his member began to throb at a whole new intensity. His dick erupted with fast and heavy spurts, coating the floor for nearly a minute straight before finally hanging limp ‘neath him.

“We’re not done yet…” Barrier stated as he once more began to bury his length, his second peak rapidly approaching. “Here it comes…” he panted out as he gave several more hard and jerky pumps before hilting a final time, lurching forward and taking the base of a wing firmly into his jaws as his member exploded for the second time that day, much to the pleasure of his lavender fuck-buddy whose eyes had all but rolled into the back of his head at this point.

After several heavy pumps, Barrier jerked backward, relieving Wing’s tailhole of i’s burden with a wet pop before giving several more spurts, decorating the pegasus’s back and wings with pearly white.

Barrier briefly basked in the afterglow of his second orgasm before, and with a satisfied grin, he pushed himself off of the lavender pegasus. With a quick flourish of his horn, the shackles snapped open, leaving Wing to crash onto the plush carpet, free of the steel rods.

“Hope it was as good for you as it was for me,” Magic Barrier whispered to the mess of a pony lying in a pool of his own drool and spunk beneath him. “Same time next week?” Barrier asked, getting only a tired groan of affirmation from Wing. “I look forward to it. I bet you do too…”