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     Clop Artist Training Grounds Prompt #1 submission     
                       -by artifice-                       
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                       First Chapter                       
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First Chapter
“It’s pretty big, huh?” Murmured the stallion.
“Y-yeah” said Cirrus.
“You can touch it if you'd like”
Cirrus nodded and inched closer. The dark blue appendage twitching in anticipation. Slowly he reached out his hoof and stroked the veiny shaft. He stared wide-eyed as the head leaked out a drop of precum.
---lets rewind a bit---
“Cirrus McCloud, get down here now! We're going to be late and I won't let you miss your first day!” Yelled a flustered yellow Pegasus pony, her auburn mane beginning to frizz. Sunny McCloud turned, exasperated to her husband. “Oh, that colt. If he doesn't get his tail in gear we might miss the orientation! Skip, can't you call him down?”
Skyskipper McCloud smiled at his wife. The blue coated Pegasus could understand her concern; an invitation to a Wonderbolts summer training program was an incredible opportunity. Trotting to his wife at the bottom of the cloud-stairs, he took a deep breath. “Cirrus, if you aren't down here in the next 15 seconds, you're gonna be grounded for 15 days!”
Cirrus’ ears perked up. “Oh, Buck me sideways!” How could he forget that today was the first day of the Wonderbolts summer program. It was an opportunity for the top fliers from all over Cloudsdale to get training from the Wonderbolts themselves. Most spots were reserved for the top fliers from the various flight schools around Equestria. The remaining openings were filled via a rigorous application process. After weeks of paperwork, exercises and trips to a Wonderbolt-sanctioned training grounds (for official physical tests, and track times) Cirrus had received his acceptance letter. He had even kissed the pony who delivered the letter, a cute gray Pegasus with a blonde mane.
Heart racing from the jolt of adrenaline now coursing through his body, Cirrus threw off his cloud-comforter and yelled a reply. “Hang on, Dad! Just throwing my shoes on!”
“Alright, just hurry up!” Called his father.
As Cirrus ensured his horseshoes were on right, he felt a wave a relief. Missing the summer training program would have been devastating, but to be grounded would have made death preferable. His parents meant ground in a literal way. Last time he got in major trouble, he had to stay with an earth pony relative in Baltimare and was not allowed to fly at all for a week.
After a quick brush of his mane and some oatmeal, Cirrus and his parents headed off to the Wonderbolts Academy.
Author’s Note: Just trying to write in a stream of consciousness. I haven't written stories with any sort of narrative or anything since my school days. But I felt I was getting too far into details and forgetting about the writing prompt. I like how writing feels so far, but I bet people want to get to the big, fat horsecock. So I’m going to skip right into things. I’d love feedback and if people are interested in hearing about the no-smut part of this story I’ll keep working on it.---
As Cirrus moved closer to the rapidly hardening horsecock I in front of him, he thought about how crazy the whole situation was.
He met this stallion in the crowd of ponies who sometimes came to watch the training, It was somewhat of a insider secret of ponies who lived near the Academy. Official Wonderbolts team training was closed to the public, to cut down on distractions during training, and to ensure new routines and tricks were experienced by fans during their intended debut and not before. However, the Wonderbolts summer program was open; although this was not widely advertised. Thus, ponies in-the-know could visit the Academy grounds and see the Wonderbolts for free. Plus, the attendees of the program were excellent fliers and even if they did not go on to become Wonderbolts, historically many went on to become prominent racers, cloudball players or even members of the Equestrian Air Guard. It was a popular destination for scouters and head-hunters.
Author’s Note: Dammit, there I go with tons of extraneous detail. Ok back to yummy cock---
Cirrus took a deep whiff of the stallion’s scent, his musk driving Cirrus’ cock further out from his sheath. Cirrus had never done anything like this before. But he didn’t want to back out now. He was horny and was eager to experiment. He stuck out his tongue and gave a tentative lick on the stallion’s head, getting a taste of his precum. Gaining confidence, Cirrus began licking the stallion’s pulsating shaft, getting his tongue rove up and down.
“Mmm, that’s it. You’re getting the hang of this.” Said the stallion appreciatively. “Feel free to explore.”
Cirrus paused and nodded, then nuzzled closer and extended his tongue, dragging it against the stallion’s warm sack. As the stallion moaned, Cirrus’ arousal grew. He felt a hoof at the back of his head,stroking his soft brown mane. He felt a slight pressure, the stallion subtly pressing him against his huge cock and heavy balls. Cirrus started sucking, taking one of the stallion’s balls into his mouth, then the other. Letting out a quiet moan, he began to give himself over to his arousal; his fore loves wrapped around the stallion’s hips, wordlessly urging him to take things further.
“Hey, someone’s getting ballsy. If you’ll pardon the pun. You think you’re ready to take this hunk of meat, colt? I know you’re new to this, so don’t feel Iike you have to rush things. We have the whole summer to try things out.”
Cirrus pulled back, panting. “N-no!” He stammered “I mean, yeah I know we can take things slow. But I’m ok with this. I want to try this. I mean, you did it for me, so I should repay the favor, right?”
The stallion smirked, “Don't feel obligated to do anything, kid. As you can tell, I’m all for you wrapping your muzzle around my cock, but we’re enjoying each other's company and having some fun, not trading favors. So if you want to keep going, then by all means…” With that, the stallion wiggled his hips, his long, thick shaft swaying slightly.
“Fuck yeah, let’s do this.” Said Cirrus, a look of determination in his eye. The young Pegasus leaned in and resumed his ministrations. Licking and sucking the stallion’s sack elicited a deep moan, causing his shaft to twitch and release more precum. Cirrus paused momentarily, then slowly dragged his tongue up from the base of the stallion's balls, and up to the tip of his shaft. Fully engaged now, Cirrus opened his maw wide and wrapped his lips around the flat cockhead.
The stallion grunted in approval, his hips bucking slightly. Shifting a bit, he tried to pull his weight back, minimizing any forward thrusts. ‘Don’t want to buck too much and have this kid gagging around my cock’ he thought, ‘Let him take his time.’ “Sorry, kid. You’re doing great.” Stroking the colt’s mane, he closed his eyes and reveled in the pleasure he was receiving.
Glancing up at the handsome dark blue stallion, Cirrus watched his eyes close and a contented smile play across his face. ‘He really is enjoying this. I guess I’m doing pretty well for the first time’ thought the colt, with a bit of pride. ‘And I’m enjoying this too. Fuck, this is making me so horny!’ Cirrus let his tongue run along the base of the stallion’s cockhead, greedily milking the (surprisingly satisfying) precum and messily drinking it down. Any that he couldn’t swallow quickly dripped from his lips and smeared across his muzzle. For reasons unknown to the colt, this turned him on further. Humming lewdly around the mouthful of thick horsecock, Cirrus released his right foreleg’s grip around the stallion’s hips and began stroking his own hard shaft. The fur on his fetlock soon matted with his precum.
Feeling the motion of the colt’s hooves, the stallion glanced down and saw Cirrus urgently rubbing his dick. “Aw, colt, I should’ve been paying more attention. You need some relief too. Let’s pause for a sec.” Laying a hoof on Cirrus’s head, the stallion pulled his hard rod from the colt’s eager mouth. “We’ll have to get in a better position” he said, and he squatted down before rolling onto his back, the long, blue stallionhood standing up at attention, “Here, you shift around so you’re hunching over my head and then you can lean in and start sucking, while I attend to your needs.”
Cirrus obliged, getting on all fours, then lowering his hips to be nearly straddling the stallion’s head. In this new position it wasn’t difficult for him to San in and take the stallion’s delicious cock back into his mouth, and it allowed the stallion to wrap his muzzle around the younger pony’s shaft. Cirrus moaned loudly around his mouthful, reveling in the pleasure from the stallion’s more experienced tongue. ‘Fuck he’s good. I hope he doesn’t get me off before I’m done.’ “Hey, uh, do you think you could slow down a bit?” The stallion pulled back sharply, “Oh sure. Did you want to stop” he asked with concern.
Cirrus quickly replied, “Oh, no, no. I was just wondering if you’d be ok with me getting you off first. Y’know, just so I know that I can do it. I mean, I said I wanted to try giving a stallion head, but…”
“As I recall you said something like, ‘“I want to take every inch of that big, blue cock down my throat.”’ Said the stallion with a grin. Cirrus blushed hotly.
“Y-yeah. That. I want to do the job all the way, if that’s ok.” Murmured Cirrus.
“Go for it kid” replied the stallion, “I’ll keep playing with you but I’ll slow things down a bit.” With that the stallion lowered his head back down, pulling Cirrus’s hips into a comfortable position; he languidly slathered his tongue along the shaft and balls, careful not to overexcite his partner.
Cirrus took a breath and got back to work, his wide tongue trying to coat the whole length of the stallion’s cock, making it slick. Once satisfied, Cirrus used a hoof to get the proper angle, and took the cockhead into his mouth. The stallion was very well endowed, so getting much more that a few inches past the head was it of the question. ‘At least, for now’ he thought. As for the part of the shaft that Cirrus was unable to fit into his muzzle, he began stroking with his hoof, the other providing support. He heard the stallion give a quiet snort of pleasure and saw one of his hind legs kick, obviously enjoying the stroking.
As much as he was enjoying the experience, Cirrus wanted to get his prize, and began sucking in earnest. He slurped the wide, flat cockhead, and bobbed as much as he dared. He noted that it was possible to take the stallion's shaft to the back of his throat, for a second or two without gagging.
The stallion couldn’t help but notice the vigor that his companion was now displaying. Moaning around the eager pony’s shaft, he rubbed his forehooves against Cirrus’ thighs, as if to urge him on. Cirrus relinquished the throbbing dick from his muzzle, panting.
“Oh fuck, I want you to come for me!” He said, breathlessly.
The stallion pulled away from his mouthful, moaning a reply. “That’s it, colt. Take that big cock in your muzzle. You’ve been waiting to have your mouth stuffed with some fat stallion dick, yeah?”
Cirrus’ mind was filled with lust. Hearing the dirty talk was driving him wild, but he focused on his goal. He let his tongue write around the flaring cockhead as he sucked, trying to get each drop. Of precum, which had begun to flow freely under his motions.
“Mmm fuck yeah. I’m just aching to take your hot, sticky load down my throat. I want to swallow each and every drop! Yeah, fuck my muzzle. Stuff me with your thick fucking cock!” Cirrus was almost painfully hard, his hips bucking wildly as his muzzle savored the taste of the dark blue stallionhood. His nostrils flared as he drank in the scent of the mingling scents. The stallion below him, plus his own musk, both tinged with sweat.
“Goddamn, keep it up with that muzzle. Fuck, I’m gonna come soon. Get ready” the stallion panted hard, This kid had stamina! Not surprising considering his attendance at the Wonderbolts summer session but still it was impressive.
Cirrus was reaching his own climax but pursued his goal with a renewed effort. Tightening his grip slightly around the pulsing shaft in front of him, he timed his strokes with each bob of his head, moaning around the thick meat in his mouth,
“Fucking shit. Aw fuck yeah! Take it. Mph, take my load you little cockslut! Mm-fuck.” The stallion tensed up, and grunted, “Aw , fuck yeah baby. Ooh shit, I'm CUMMING!”
Cirrus felt the stallion tense up beneath him, and the wide flat cockhead in his mouth fully flare. Cirrus closed his eyes as he felt jet after jet of hot, sticky cum shoot into his mouth. The load coated the back of his throat and the colt tried in vain to swallow it all. Gulping down as much as he could around the fat, warm cock in his muzzle, the young flier felt supremely satisfied. The stallion’s seed was flooding his maw and began to escape past his lips, mixing with the pre matted around his muzzle fur. Cirrus kept sucking, not caring about the mess dripping down to his nearly spent partner below. As the thick shaft’s pulsing slowed, Cirrus let the dark blue horsecock fall from his lips, where it landed with a wet slap against the stallion’s belly.
The stallion took a deep breath, and spoke up. “Fuck me, kid. That was great. I haven’t cum like that in ages. I hope you enjoyed it. But if I’m not mistaken, we ain’t finished here.”
Cirrus swallowed the last helping of the stallion's sticky load with an exaggerated gulp and smacking his lips. “Ooh shit. I really liked that.” He glanced upside down at the stallion below him, grinning at the sight. Framed between his hind legs, the stallion had one eye closed, Cirrus’ sack resting on his brow, and his semi-erect shaft brushing against his snout. As he spoke, Cirrus’ shaft rubbed against the stallion’s cheek. “Heh. Well kid, I’m more’n happy to finish you off. How’s about we grab a bite afterwards, before I take you back to the Academy?”
Cirrus giggled as his stomach rumbled in reply. “That sounds great. Shooting your load is hungry work. Although I might settle for a salad. I’m a little full right now.”
With a laugh, the stallion leaned back, nestling his head between the other male’s thighs. “Don’t worry kid, I’ll get you off quick. You’ll enjoy this.”
Cirrus relaxed, letting his head down to the base of the stallion’s now flaccid member. Even soft, as it slowly retracted into his sheath, the stallonhood was impressive. Eyeing some cum that had dribbled down from before, Cirrus started lapping up the mess. ‘I’m lucky I met this guy’ he thought. ‘I hope we can do this all summer long,’ He shivered in pleasure as the stallion picked up the pace, recalling what he called him earlier, ‘“Cockslut’” thought Cirrus, ‘sounds like fun.’
The stallion, despite the powerful orgasm not a minute before, threw himself into his task. His skilled tongue covering Cirrus’ cock, now focusing on a small area just below his cockhead, coaxing more precum into his eager maw. With a snort,  the stallion arched his neck and wrapped his muzzle around the stiff rod above him. Sucking greedily, he smiled, satisfied when he heard his partner above him let out a loud, “Oooh, shit.”
“Ooh,shit!” Gasped Cirrus, surprised by the sudden dexterity, as his cock was taken into a warm, wet embrace. Feeling the stallion’s roving tongue tease the underside of his cock prompted the colt to automatically buck his hips forward.
Coughing slightly, the stallion pulled away from the pulsating shaft. “Oh shit- shit I’m sorry” stammered Cirrus. “I didn’t mean to do that!” The stallion shook his head, “Don’t worry about it kid, just took me off guard is all. I can definitely take you in my throat, just need to know beforehand is all. You liked how that felt, though, huh?” The stallion looked knowingly at Cirrus’ cock, now freely dripping with precum.
Cirrus nodded sheepishly, “fuck yeah, that felt amazing!”
As he settled his head back down between Cirrus’ thighs he glanced up. “Well, let's try that again. Don’t worry, I’m ready for it now. Just line up that big cock with my throat and muzzlefuck me. Imagine it’s some tight dripping mare pussy, begging for your cock. Keep going ‘til you shoot your load down my throat.” Seeing a shadow of concern on Cirrus’ features, the stallion added, “If I need to stop I’ll tap you three times on your flank, ok?”
His fears assuaged, Cirrus nodded. He plant in his forehooves on either side of the stallion's hips, and hunched back down, his hindhooves positioned to allow the stallion access to as much of his nethers as possible. His stiffened cock was at just the right angle to slide down the stallion's throat and as Cirrus eased forward, his growing head coated his partners lips with salty, sticky precum.
The stallion let out a low “murr”, inhaling the warm musky scent of the cock awaiting entry to his muzzle. “Go for it babe” he said before parting his lips and letting the invading member inside. Once at the back of his throat he relaxed and swallowed, the thick meat sliding forward. With an insistent “MMMPH!” to Cirrus, indicating the cue to start humping, the stallion felt the not insignificant length begin to slide all the way in. Cirrus hilted himself inside, moaning at the tantalizing feeling.
The stallion felt the younger pony’s sack brush against his nose, and felt the sweat and musk coat his snout. Then it was pulled away as the athletic Pegasus above him settled into a rhythm that was quickly speeding up. The stallion moaned around the cock, his forehooves got a firm grip on the pony's firm buttocks, pulling him forward, urging him to go faster.
Cirrus let out a grunt and started thrusting with wild abandon. Imagining one fleeting image of depravity after another. His cock twitched as he muzzlefucked this stallion that he met just recently. “Ooh fuck. I'm close. You want my load, don't you?” Panting with the exertion, Cirrus heard the muffled ‘MMm Hmm!’ as a reply. Nearly at the brink Cirrus cried out “fuck yes! Make me cum. Let me shoot my load down your throat. I'm so close. Yeah! Make me cum!”
The stallion knew exactly what would push his partner over the edge. Sliding his hoof over, his nudged Cirrus’ tail out of the way and pressed the tip of his hoof into his tight tailhole, pushing deeper he forced Cirrus to hilt his pulsing cock into his muzzle.
Cirrus felt the stallion's hoof enter his tight pucker. The sensation drove him wild and was just the ticket to bring him to climax. With a cry of “CUMMING!” and a final insistent thrust into the stallion's maw, he released his seed. The throbbing shaft pressed tight against the stallion's throat. The muscles in his inner walls milking Cirrus’ cock as he spurted his hot load directly into the stallion's stomach.
With an exhausted breath, Cirrus eased his still twitching cock back out of the stallion’s throat. A final rope of cum shot onto the tip of his snout. With a heaving gasp the stallion coughed, then took a deep breath. Cirrus was worried he had spent too long, but the stallion let out a huge sigh, grinning up at his companion. “See? Told you I could take it.”
Cirrus returned the smile and replied. “That was incredible! How'd you hold your breath for so long‽”
“Practice” quipped the stallion, “lots of practice. So, how's you like it?”
“Holy shit that was probably the best orgasm I've ever had! I don't think I've cum so hard in my entire life!” Cirrus looked at the stallion, his dark blue coat accentuating his toned build and his sandy mane framing his dark brown eyes. “Hey I wanted to say ‘thanks’. I mean I don't think I would've believed I'd do anything like this if someone suggested it before I got to the the Academy.”
“Hey don't worry about it. I figured I'd show you a thing or two and have some fun where we could both enjoy ourselves. And I just want to put it out there…we aren't an item or anything. I mean I know your folks aren't aware of your ‘interests’ but I also don't want to make you feel like having fun with others or dating any pony would make me envious or anything. You're young and you should be exploring new things. And I'll be here when you're horny and bored” the stallion laughed. “Or hungry and bored. Now how about that bite to eat? Then we’ll get you over to campus.”
Cirrus nodded as he donned his horseshoes. “Sure thing. Let's go.”
Author’s Note: this is my submission for the Clop Artist Training Grounds. Prompt #1 was ‘big, fat horsecock’. I want to reiterate that this is my first time writing an actual story outside of school assignments. And my first time writing clop. But I welcome feedback. I know that the story is disjointed. As I got further into writing this I started having more ideas but I noticed I wasn't focusing on the prompt and I shifted gears. So my idea for the larger narrative about Cirrus, his family and his adventures at the Wonderbolts academy program (with or without clop) might continue depending on if people show an interest. I started writing this last night and did a straight shot for three hours today. It's been fun and I'm eager for feedback.---