Author's Note

WARNING, this episode contains: Feather Bangs x Dear Darling, Fond Feather, and Swoon Song, gangbang, femboy, and IT'S A TRAP!

Episode 8 - Hard to Say Anything

Feather Bangs had to admit, while the day hadn’t started out that great—what with the whole ‘country-pony from out of town takes the mare you’ve been courting for a week’ thing—it had wound up being pretty good. After some social-coaching from a trio of fillies he had worked up enough courage to talk—not woo or sing, but talk—to a group of mares. Now, after a nice afternoon of chatting with Dear Darling, Fond Feather, and Swoon Song, he found himself watching the sunset with the three as they sat atop a hill outside of town.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” he said as sat down, his companions quickly doing the same.

“Yeah…” murmured Swoon Song as she watched him flip his mane back, her eyes half-lidded in an almost sultry way. “A perfect end to a perfect day.”

Feather Bangs smiled. He had learned a lot about his three beautiful companions over the course of the day: their interests, what they did for work, and all the little things you pick up from small talk—something that, while still sending chills down his spine, he no longer outright dreaded. He also figured out that they all had quite the crush on him, one that was born way before he began to try and court Sugar Belle, and as the day had progressed with an ever-increasing amount of flirtation he got the feeling that their unofficial ‘date’ might continue well into the night.

Something that, as Dear Darling leaned against his shoulder, he was very much looking forward to indeed.

With a fake-sounding yawn he leaned back, craning his neck to ‘accidentally’ peek at the firm mounds of Dear Darling’s plot. He had to bite his bottom lip as the unicorn stretched her hooves out, showcasing those perfectly-sized cheeks like buns at a bakery. His eyes swung back and forth in sync with her tail, a tightness forming between his legs as he got a peek at the juicy-looking plums of her test—

….

Wait, what?

Feather Bangs leaned back even further, this time not bothering to mask his inquisitiveness with a yawn or a stretch. He simply stared at Darling’s hind-end, watching with bated breath as, almost like a stage-curtain going up to start a show, her tail lifted to reveal the mouth-watering curves of her ba—

His eyes widened.

—of her balls.

“Wh-what?”

Darling looked at him over her—or, he realized as his breath hitched in his throat, his—shoulder, lips curving as she—he? Celestia above, he was so confused!—caught him looking. “Like what you see, hun?”

Feather Bang’s mouth fell open in shock as the other two ‘mares’ stood, revealing similarly throbbing appendages dangling between their legs. “B-b-but… I… I thought….”

“Aww.” Dear Darling giggled as he joined his friends in standing. “Look, we got him all flustered!”

The three stallions quickly surrounded Feather Bangs, circling around him like a group of sharks closing in for the kill. He tried to speak, tried to look away, but all he could do was babble incoherently as he watched their erections bobble to the beat of their steps. One suddenly broke from the pack—Fond Feather, his short-circuited mind screamed—to stand in front of him, and all he could think about as the feminine-looked stallion approached was… was….

Was how beautiful his eyes were….

Fond closed the distance between them, and all Feather Bangs could do was lean forward and meet the pegasus with a kiss. A wave of bliss made his fur stand on end as Fond’s lips—a pair of lips that, he noted in the back of his mind, felt just like any mare’s—parted to let his tongue slip inside. He moaned as the pegasus’s tongue greeted his with a loving embrace, eyes fluttering closed as he kissed a stallion—and, as his surprisingly hard cock lurched between his legs, he liked it.

‘Am I… am I getting turned on right now?’ Feather Bang’s thought to himself through the haze in his mind. ‘But… she’s a stallion! I’m not into stallions! Even cute-looking, feminine ones! Yeah, I mean, this feels amazing, but—’

His eyes popped open as something brushed against his lower stomach.

“Hmm—?”

And then they fluttered closed as a pair of lips wrapped around his stallionhood.

A muffled groan passed between the two lip-locked males as wet warmth enveloped Feather’s shaft, and as it moved towards its base he had to pull away from Fond with a gasp. The pony between his legs—Swoon Song, he realized as he dared to look down—slathered his flare with furious flicks of his tongue—a tongue that, he once again noted in the back of his mind, felt just as good as any mare’s—causing his eyes to roll towards the back of his head and his legs to subconsciously spread.

“Oooh….” He sighed as Fond began to kiss his face, chin, and neck, making ‘her’ way down to his chest before coming back up again. “I… I—”

A quick peck on the lips shut him up, and as his eyes fluttered open he saw Fond’s big, beautiful ones staring back. “Shh….” The stallion leaned in and licked up the groove of his neck, sending a pleasant shiver down his spine. “We’ve been thinking about doing this for so long. Please….”

Feather found himself unable to reply as he stared into Fond’s eyes, the constant pleasure emanating from his crotch making it too hard to think. A sharp tug on his tail, however, shocked him out of his lust-induced haze, but before he could turn to look a pair of surprisingly soft hooves grabbed his head and pulled him forward. In the blink of an eye he was once again lip-locked with Fond, moaning as somepony—Dear Darling, he assumed, judging by the fact that he was swapping spit with Fond as Swoon choked on his cock—leaned in to kiss the back of his sac. The unicorn didn’t stay there for long, however, tongue dragging up his testicles and his taint before—

“Hmm!”

—before going beneath his tail.

Even as a warm-blooded stallion who was clearly into mares—even if his tail, obviously with a mind of its own, hiked up and over his back to stay out of the way—Feather Bangs found the sensation of a pony tonguing his ass quite... interesting. For a moment he thought the pleasure of somepony sucking him off was drowning out what had to be the unpleasant feeling of a rimjob, but as Darling began stretching out his ponut—quite skillfully, he might add—his mind went blank with bliss. The three stallions had him right where they wanted him, unable to defend himself as they all attacked his body at once—

—and, as he spread his legs to give them more room to work, he absolutely loved it.

With a needy moan as Fond broke their kiss Feather began rocking his hips against Swoon Song’s lips, sinking his cock into the stallion’s throat as Darling went to town on his ass. The double dosage of pleasure assaulting his body was too much for him to take—it wasn’t too long after that his balls contracted towards his body, preparing to dump their creamy load straight into Swoons stomach. Again and again he thrust, each time making sure to push his hips back towards Darling to get the unicorn’s tongue deeper inside his ass, and with a final, balls-deep plunge he craned his neck back and—

The pleasure stopped.

Feather’s eyes widened. “H-hey, what gi—”

He looked down and froze. There, smiling up at him as he laid on his stomach, was Swoon Song. The stallion had his ass up in the air, tail grazing against the head of his cock as it invitingly swayed back and forth. A little push from the stallion behind him was all it took for Feather to get the idea, and even though he knew the gorgeous pony beneath him was a stallion—one that looked ridiculously cute with the bows in his mane and tail, at that—he couldn't help but take the bait.

A hoof wrapped around Feather’s cock as he took a stumbling step forward, aiming his hardened rod towards the hole beneath Swoon Song’s tail. He hissed in pleasure as he came into contact with the stallion’s taint, the unexpected warmth making him accidentally thrust forward in excitement. The fact that, rather than the warm, wet embrace of a marehood, he felt the heavy weight of another stallion’s sac bifurcate around his shaft was no worry to him. Surprisingly, it seemed to make him even more excited, stallionhood flexing against Swoon’s undercarriage in a blatant display of need.

“There you go,” Fond Feather whispered into his ear as he adjusted his cock into position. “Just like that. Come on, give it to him….”

The pegasus ended his statement with a light nibble on Feather’s ear, sending a shiver down the stallion’s spine that reverberated all the way down to the tip of his cock. Somepony—Darling, he assumed—pushed against his hind end, and through his long bangs he watched as his flare slipped inside Swoon with a soft pop. His eyes widened as inch after inch of his rod slipped inside another stallion’s body, the dark ring of the earth pony’s ponut stretched taut around his unbelievably hard cock.

With a solid thud Feather Bangs bottomed out inside Swoon Song, balls touching balls as he sat sheathed beneath the stallion’s tail. He found himself unable to move, frozen with pleasure as the earth pony’s passage squeezed around his cock. His eyes fluttered closed, his legs began to quiver, his balls began to ache, and as he began to moan—

Something heavy landed on his back.

“What—”

And then something hard slapped him on the cheek.

His eyes popped open. There, dangling off the tip of his muzzle like a giant snake, was Fond Feather’s cock. The pegasus had reared on top of him like he was a mare in heat, balls bouncing between his legs as pre dribbled from the end of his rod. He felt like he should be disgusted, or even angry that the other male had mounted him, but for some reason, all he could think about was wrapping his lips around that delicious looking piece of stallion-meat and—

Another pair of hooves landed on his back, nearly sending him tumbling to the floor as the weight of a second stallion settled on top of him.

“What—”

And then something hard poked the back of his balls.

“Hey, wait—”

And then there was a dick in his mouth.

In almost perfect synchronization Fond Feather and Dear Darling began pushing their hips forward, spearing Feather Bangs between their thick, throbbing cocks. The stretching sensation he had felt before was nothing compared to what he felt now—it felt like the earth pony was splitting him in two. Surprisingly, however, it didn’t feel all that bad. Perhaps the stallion had slathered his backdoor with enough spit to ease his entry, but as Darling bottomed out he found himself actually enjoying the sensation.

Or maybe it was because Swoon Song, apparently finished with waiting, had begun to rock back and forth beneath him, using his cock like a living toy.

Feather Bangs’s eyes rolled to the back of the head as the trio of stallions used and abused his body, the constant pap pap pap of balls crashing into his chin or ass his only way of measuring time. Each seemed to have a different timing to their thrusts, leaving him without a moment's rest between them. The tidal wave of pleasure inside his body never had a chance to subside, constantly building towards an explosive crescendo that could crest at any moment. The ponies around him seemed to sense this, increasing their pace with each consecutive thrust, and as the pony beneath him took him balls deep with one long, fluid push, he finally went over the edge.

While his moan was muffled by Fond’s cock, he moaned. While his cum was lost in the depths of Swoon’s body, he came. And while there was a stallion on his back and a dick up his ass, he loved the three ponies around him, even if they weren’t mares.

Each flex of Feather's cock was matched with a hard clench of his ass, the slick flesh hugging Darling's cock as the stallion continued to thrust. The earth pony wouldn't last for long, however, for he soon moaned out Feather's name and bottomed out for the final time. Burst after burst of warm stallion cum flooded Feather's bowels, filling him to the brim in only a matter of seconds. Still it continued to pour, gushing around Darling's dick to drip down the back of his balls. The warm sensation only enhanced his climax, dragging it on farther than he thought possible, and as he moaned around Fond's rod he wondered what a stallion's seed tasted like.

Fond, luckily for him, didn't leave him wondering for long. The pegasus reared back with a gasp, placing the turgid head of his cock against Feather's tongue as it began to flex. A thick gush of warm, gooey semen filled Feather's mouth in a single burst, forcing him to swallow it down as more continued to pour. The salty flavor was surprisingly agreeable, and with yet another moan he began to nurse on the throbbing mass, drinking down as much ball-batter as he could even as more was deposited into his ass.

With a gaggle of sighs the four stallions' climaxes came to an end, both Dear Darling and Fond Feather dismounting Feather Bangs on quivering legs. A pair of slick pops rang out as their cocks left Feather's body, leaving him to pant over Swoon in an effort to catch his breath. Only once the burning in his lungs had subsided did he take a step back, stallionhood giving one last throb before it slipped from the stallion's well-fucked depths. He took a moment to appreciate his work, watching as his seed dribbled down the stallion's backside to pool on the grass below. A part of his mind told him that many of the cum-splotches on the ground were not his own—seeing as Swoon's cock was already half-way receeded into his sheath, the stallion must have climaxed at some point during their fornication—and that was the last thought he had as, just as the sun fell below the horizon, he collapsed into a heap.

The other three stallions stood, each taking a moment to make sure their long, flowing manes were perfectly in place before they turned towards the now-slumbering Feather Bangs. They smiled, then giggled, and with matching sighs they laid down beside their new friend, closing their eyes and joining him in the land of dreams.

Where, of course, they dreamed of fucking him all over again.