Spike walked leisurely past the rows of apple trees, inhaling a deep breath of the sweet orchard air. It was a perfect summer day, not to hot, not to humid, and not a cloud in the sky.

A prismatic blur shot through the sky, Rainbow Dash rushing off on some errand, or maybe escaping the scene of a prank. He chuckled to himself, wondering what kind of trouble the mare might have gotten herself into this time.

Soon he reached a branch in the road, where one well-worn trail curved away through the trees away from the main path. He took the new path, taking in the scenery as he casually sauntered toward the old treehouse at the other end. He crossed his fingers, hoping that the old Crusaders would be there hanging out today. After all, what better way to spend a rare day off than by goofing off with friends his age?

As Spike neared the treehouse, the sound of voices caught his attention. He smiled to himself. Well, sounds like I guessed right! There was a loud, high-pitched squeal. Yup, he smirked, that’s Sweetie Belle alright!

Sprinting the last few feet, Spike climbed the small ramp and threw open the door. “Hay every- what the heck!?” He shouted, jaw dropping and cheeks turning crimson. His eyes flicked back and forth as his brain tried to register what was happening in front of him.

Sweetie Belle was bound hand and foot, rough baling twine circling her ankles, and wrists. She was laying on her back with her head in Scootaloo’s lap, the orange pegasus grasping a handful of the small unicorn’s perky tits. Silver spoon was standing over them, her hands cuffed at the wrists with fuzzy pink handcuffs and a big table spoon clenched between her teeth, piled with melting ice cream. Apple Bloom had a firm grip on the handcuff chains, her other hand holding a small leather crop poised to strike Silver’s pert bottom.

And oh yes, they were all quite naked.

Everypony froze at the unexpected interruption, wide eyes staring at the young drake. No one dared to make a move, as if any word or motion would lead to disaster. Silence hung in the air like a ton of bricks ready to fall.

A single drop of melted ice cream gathered at the edge of the spoon, until gravity became too much and it dropped. Sweetie squealed again as the freezing drop landed on her belly, and suddenly the silence shattered.

“S-Spike!?”

“What are you doing here!?”

“Knock damnit!”

“I-I’m sorry!”

Spike’s hand shot to his face, covering his eyes, and he turned away, partly to hide his sudden erection. His tail flicked in agitation as he wondered just what in Equestria he was supposed to do in a situation like that. “U-uh I guess I’d b-better run! Buh, uh bye girls!”

He tried to run out but was pulled back by a sudden pressure on his shirt collar as a powerful hand pulled him back. He lost his balance and fell on his ass, looking up in confusion to see Apple Bloom standing over him, looking down on him with her hands on her hips. The stern look on her face was somewhat overshadowed by the bouncing of her naked breasts.

“And just where do ya think yer going, Spike?” She demanded.

“Just, uh, just going home! Nope, didn’t see anything, nothing at all! I’m just gonna head back to the castle, do some cleaning, and set myself on fire! Yup! Sounds like a plan!” He babbled.

“Ha! That’d be awesome!” Scootaloo shouted, only to be hit in the face by a pillow kicked by Apple Bloom.

“Aww, stop teasing Spikey!” Sweetie Belle chimed in, “He should stay!”

“Yeah!” Scootaloo added, picking pillow feathers out of her teeth. “Why not? Could be fun!”

Apple Bloom smirked. Spike would certainly make an interesting addition to their little party. But there was one more mare to ask. “Silver Spoon?”

The silver furred filly blushed at being put on the spot like that, but after a moment’s hesitation she nodded. What’s the harm? She thought, I’ve already gone crazy, what’s one more thing?

“Well, it’s unanimous! Yer in!” Apple Bloom declared.

“W-wait!” Spike stuttered, “Don’t I get a vote!?”

Apple Bloom sighed and rolled her eyes, then looked pointedly at the growing bulge in the young dragon’s jeans. “Spike, would ya like to come hang out with a bunch of naked, horny fillies all afternoon, and most likely have a great time and probably sex?”

Spike was too busy picking his jaw up off the floor to answer right away. Finally he shook himself out of his stupor long enough to form a reply. “W-well, when you put it that way I can hardly refuse!” He laughed.

“Great!” Apple Bloom cheered. “Let’s get ya outta those clothes first!”

Spike quickly discarded his sweater and shirt, tossing them to the floor before unbuckling his pants and stepping out of them as well. He hesitated before removing his boxers, but a quick glance around reminded him that everypony else was naked anyway. He instinctively covered himself with his tail, but forced himself to lower it with his boxers.

He stood in front of the fillies, completely exposed, awkwardly aware of his fully erected cock. His friends stared at it, filling him with a strange mixture of embarrassment and pride. His youthful, saurian frame was slighter than the average stallion, a trait Twilight assured him he would soon grow out of. He was fit despite his small stature, courtesy of an active lifestyle, and fortunately for his pride his penis was not afflicted by the same smallness, standing out at a respectable distance.

“Um, now what?” He asked, awkwardly running a hand over the long green spines on his head.

Apple Bloom rolled her eyes, though she wore a playful smirk. She forgot how sheltered a life Spike led, even compared to the others. Clearly he would need a bit of help.

Silver Spoon yelped as Bloom’s crop landed across her flank with a loud smack, and she dropped the spoon in her mouth. The half-melted ice cream splattered all over Sweetie Belle’s chest and stomach, making her squeal as the cold globs soaked her fur and skin.

“Oh no,” Apple Bloom deadpanned, “Someone spilled ice cream on Sweetie Belle.”

“Ah-Apple Bloom, it’s cooold!” Sweetie squeaked desperately, wiggling in Scootaloo’s arms. The pegasus laughed, planting a little kiss on Sweetie’s horn.

“Don’t worry,” Spike said with a grin, getting onto all fours, “I think I can take care of it.”

“Hurry it up, Spike,” Scootaloo said, nuzzling Sweetie’s cheek, “My marefriend is getting cold!”

Spike crawled over the white filly’s bound legs until he was straddling her waist, his dick brushing the thin fur on her thighs. He leaned down until she could feel his warm breath on her fur, and his forked tongue snaked out and began lapping up the sticky mess on her belly. He flicked his tongue back and forth, tasting every inch of her as he made his way toward her modest breasts.

Sweetie’s breathing became quick and shallow as Spike worked his magic. Saliva and ice cream made her fur stick up in places, and the coolness made goosebumps rise across her skin. Scootaloo held her tight as Spike reached the bottoms of her white breasts, moving closer and closer to her teats. Finally his tongue lapped across one of her nipples. “S-Spikey!” She wailed.

Her cry made him pause, and he swallowed thickly as the nickname reignited an old flame inside him. Looking up at her gasping face, he realized, perhaps for the first time, just how much she looked like her older sister. His cock throbbed at the sight of her blushing, gasping face.

Suddenly something soft and heavy landed across his back. A pair of arms wrapped around his waist, and he could feel a pair of thick thighs settle around his powerful tail. He quickly identified the weight as Silver Spoon, lying on top of him with her massive breasts pushing into his back, and he could feel two spots where her rock hard nipples pressed into his smooth scales. One of her arms drifted downward, and he moaned softly as she grabbed his penis in a firm grip.

“Come on, keep licking,” Scootaloo said, reaching up to flick Spike in the snout. He shook his head and shot her a playful glare before getting back to work, licking up the sticky cream that remained. As he licked, though, he found it harder and harder to concentrate, as Silver Spoon began stroking his penis up and down. He growled as his focus continued to crumble, barely managing to finish with Sweetie before he lost it completely.

“S-Spikey,” Sweetie moaned, the smell of her arousal filling the room, “P-please, b-buck meee!”

Spike had just enough presence of mind to check Scootaloo’s reaction, only for her to nod her own assent. With that, he glanced back at Silver Spoon. “H-help me put it in,” He gasped huskily. He felt her grip on his penis tighten as she guided it toward Sweetie’s moist folds.

His cock twitched and he almost lost his balance as his tip brushed against her throbbing, wet folds. Silver shifted her grip, aiming his shaft downward so he could press it directly into her pussy. He bucked his hips, thrusting downward, and felt warm flash wrap around his cock.

Sweetie gasped as his member pressed hard against her slit, its ridges rubbing across her labia. “Spike it- it’s not in!” She gasped.

Spike glanced down to where his rod was impaled between the soft thighs of the bound filly. He grunted. With her legs in that position it would be impossible for him to penetrate her properly. Silver Spoon saw it too, and wrapped her other arm around Sweetie’s thin waist, forcing her to rest her own weight fully on Spike. She lifted the unicorn filly’s waist up off the floor, bringing it into alignment with Spike’s cock. “Go,” She said, once again angling his dick toward the slit. He thrust and this time it went in.

Sweetie Belle screamed in ecstasy as she was pierced by the first inch of his shaft. It went in easy, her opening already soaked from the girls’ earlier teasing. Spike pressed forward, filling her with two inches, then three. There he stopped, pulling out halfway before thrusting in again. The angle made it a tight fit, but that only brought more pleasure to both.

Silver Spoon was not being left out of the action either. Her hands were kept busy, one squeezing Sweetie’s ass while the other gently toyed with Spike’s balls. Her breasts pressed heavily into Spike’s back under her own weight, and her teats rubbed erotically against his leathery, scaled skin. The firm pressure on her hardened nipples sent waves of pleasure to her own pussy.

As Spike continued to thrust into Sweetie Belle, his tail began to thrash between Silver Spoon’s legs. She let out a gasp as the scaly appendage brushed over her pussy, and realized that she was nearly as aroused as the other filly. Without realizing it she began grinding herself against the tail, gasping every time one of his smooth spines slipped between her folds.

She heard a wisht and felt a sharp sting against her flank as Apple Bloom swung the crop. “Did ah tell ya that ya could do that?” Bloom demanded, landing a second smack across her other cheek. Silver gasped as the stinging pain in her ass mixed with the throbbing pleasure in her pussy to drown her brain in a muddled pool of ecstasy.

Sweetie was the first to cum. Scootaloo had started playing with her breasts while Spike bucked her hard, filling her with his full length. The head of his penis passed over her G spot, back and forth, and the combined stimulus was too much to take. She screamed, arching her back as her walls constricted around the throbbing cock.

Silver came next, literally riding out her orgasm on Spike’s back. An especially large spine penetrated her slit, and her thighs clenched around his tail, pushing the spine in even deeper. Apple Bloom continued to spank her, and each stroke seemed to bring her to a new peak as she humped the invader. Finally she collapsed on top of Spike’s back, completely spent.

The extra weight was all it took, and Spike lost control, losing his balance and hilting completely inside Sweetie’s cunt. Her walls continued to squeeze his member, and it was all he could do to hold out for another second before he burst, filling her with his white sperm until it dribbled out around his shaft.

He collapsed on top of the white filly, exhausted. “H-hay!” Scootaloo exclaimed as she was crushed under the combined weight of three of her friends. She was unable to free herself, so it came down to Apple Bloom to help her tired friends separate. With her earth pony might she effortlessly lifted Silver Spoon, placing her gently onto her sleeping bag where she almost immediately dozed off. She then helped Spike regain his balance as he gingerly withdrew his softening penis from Sweetie’s pussy.

“Hah, thanks, Apple Bloom,” He panted.

She blushed, rubbing a hand through her red hair. “It was nothing, really.”

“No, I mean, thanks for convincing me to join in.”

Apple Bloom just smiled. Then she leaned over and planted a quick kiss on his cheek. “Ah’m gonna look after Silver Spoon. Check on Sweetie and Scoots, will ya?”

Spike nodded, blushing, and crawled over to where Scootaloo was gently cradling Sweetie Belle, the younger filly looking like she was about three seconds from following Silver’s example. “How is she?”

“Happy,” Scootaloo said with a smirk. “Hay, by the way, this doesn’t change anything, she’s mine!”

Spike chuckled at her playful tone. “Oh yeah,” He joked, “We’ll just see about that.”

“Shh, it’s sleepy time now,” Sweetie whispered, holding a finger to her muzzle. Then she turned to Spike with a small smile. “Thank you, that felt really great.”

Spike blushed and ran a hand over his scales, mirroring Apple Bloom’s move earlier. “Yeah, it uh, felt really good for me too. Uh, sorry I didn’t, you know, pull out. Silver Spoon fell, and-”

Sweetie shook her head, putting her finger over Spikes lips. “It’s okay, Spikey, you couldn’t get me pregnant or anything anyway. That’s half the reason we were okay with you joining anyway.”

He nodded, looking relieved. “Thanks, I’m glad. Oh, and happy birthday.”

Sweetie giggled. “Thanks. I loved my present.”

==O==

The four fillies and Spike sat around a bowl of popcorn and chatted. They had all gotten cleaned up, and some had taken naps, but now spirits were high and they were just reveling in each other’s company. None of them had bothered to put on clothes. What would have been the point? They had all seen it all already, and the night was warm and the pillows soft against their bodies.

Sweetie and Scootaloo were curled up together, sharing a thermos of hot coco. Sweetie dipped her muzzle into her mug to pick out a marshmallow, and Scootaloo giggled as she suddenly grew a chocolate flavored moustache. The pegasus licked her thumb in order to reach over and clean her marefriend’s lip.

Silver Spoon, Apple Bloom, and Spike were sitting together, the two fillies taking turns tossing bits of popcorn into the drake’s open maw. He watched as the buttered treats arced through the air, deftly snapping them out of the air.

Suddenly they heard footsteps on the ramp outside, and before anyone could even think to cover up with a blanket the door slammed open, revealing the worried form of Diamond Tiara. “Hay girls, has anypony see- WHAT THE HAY IS GOING ON HERE!?”

“Doesn’t anypony ever knock!?” Apple Bloom complained.

“It worked out well for me,” Spike said.

“Silver Spoon!” DT shouted, “I’ve been looking everywhere for you! Where have you been!? Why are you naked? By Celestia, if you’ve hurt my friend-!”

Her tirade was interrupted by Silver Spoon rushing over and grabbing her by the shoulders. “Diamond, it’s not what you think!”

“There had better be a darn good explanation,” Diamond Tiara huffed.

“There is, Ah promise,” Apple Bloom said, backing up Silver Spoon. “Just sit down, let’s talk about it. Uh, Spike? Maybe y’all should cover up…”

“Eep!” Spike scrambled for a pillow to put in his lap, face darkening in a blush.

Diamond Tiara sat, arms crossed and eyes hard. “Well?”

Apple Bloom and Silver Spoon took turns explaining what had happened, with occasional commentary from the other three. They finished, looking at DT hopefully. She looked thoughtful, if still slightly miffed. “I’m going outside, I need a minute to think.” The others glanced at each other, concerned, but no one tried to follow her as she stepped out into the orchard.

“I, I think we’d better get dressed,” Spike suggested.

==O==

Diamond Tiara returned after about half an hour, clutching a paper bag. She faced her friends, outwardly stern but inwardly filled with butterflies. Silver Spoon had come here, done all that, because of her? Her heart fluttered and her head felt a bit woozy. But she knew what she had to do. Her friend needed her, and she would not let her down.

Stepping forward, Diamond finally broke the awkward silence. “You really want to do this?” She asked. Silver Spoon nodded. “Then put this on.” She handed the bag over to her best friend. Silver looked inside, and withdrew a thin leather collar.

“This is… for me?” She asked.

“Yes,” Diamond Tiara nodded, “But only if it’s what you really want.”

Silver Spoon hesitated for no more than a second before fastening the collar around her neck and handing the end of the leash to Diamond Tiara. The pink earth mare took it and gave it a sample tug. Silver Spoon felt a shock of excitement as the line pulled taut.

“Very well then,” Diamond said, clicking her tongue, “Come.”

Silver Spoon bowed her head and followed obediently, her tail flicking wildly to show off her excitement. The pair was heading out of the clearing, but just before they were out of sight they turned back. Silver waved at the crusaders. “Thank you!” She called. Diamond Tiara was less vocal, but they could all see the genuine smile that sat across her muzzle as she led her friend away.

Author's Note

Well, that's the final chapter, for now! I wouldn't be opposed to doing a sequel, sometime, but not immediately. It was a lot of fun to write (though a lot less fun to edit, I'm sure some of you can relate.).

Anyway, sorry if it's a bit rougher than the other chapters, Life happened and it kind of came down to skimping on editing or letting the story go unfinished. Also I did a lot of things I haven't written before, especially with the number of characters. This was the first time I've ever written Anthro, and the first time I've written a sex scene between more than three characters. Lots of unexpected stuff there, and I'm not quite sure I mastered it, but it was certainly a learning experience.

I'll shut up now, you're all here for the clop, not a blog