In no way related to the trap bomb that is Slips and Slurs’ Restless.
It’s been a week since Shining began his senior year in high school. Nothing really out of the ordinary in the life of a growing colt except, well, the challenges of growing up into a stallion, surely. Going into the senior year, Shining’s done good from the needed aspects of growing up. Needless to say, physically and academically he’s been excelling more than he should.
Of course, then comes the mental aspect. As he tones his body as it adjusts to the needs of the hormonal life of a stallion, he finds himself increasingly having difficulty not being hard at the wrong times. Often times he’d excuse himself to go the bathroom to quickly rub one out, usually the result of him ogling up other mares, much to their unbeknownst, primarily the school cutie Cadance.
Ah, the Princess of Love. Shining’s thirst for knowledge can only be paralleled by that of the diabeetus-inducing yet oddly arousing nature of Cadance. Of course, the two sorta hit it off pretty quick, partly in fault of Cadance needing a study partner (even though the bird was quite the brains herself). Shining not being one to turn down a mare in distress took her up on that cry for help. Basically over time, study partners dissolved simply into partners.
With that, Shining felt no need to jerk off as often as he would, and for days at a time abstain in preparation should a date come through, or something of the nature. Of course, he was thinking way ahead of himself and his relationship with Cadence, as the alicorn mare can be quite reserved. There’d be no way she’d be into sex so early on into high school life as well as in the relationship.
But Shining doesn’t know that. Shining still hopes for the chance he may get one day. And so he does his best in his studies and his body, besides abstinence. Of course, this isn’t without issue. Being a growing stallion, it is not unforeseeable that every night he’d go to bed sometimes with a diligent little meatstick, or with a raging erection. Transitions between the two states in his sleep are common, to the point he just sleeps it off.
He’s never had an accident until one stormy night in Canterlot. Most nights of such nature would have both of Shining’s parents around, but this particular night had the two outstation. Work or whatever, Shining couldn’t quite recall. That night his journey into the world of sleep was relatively smooth, the cooling winds blowing in through his open window, the smell and sounds of the rain thudding against the awning easing him into slumber like cold butter spread on toast by a hot knife.
Twilight Sparkle, as a young sister who often looks up to her brother as a role model to look up to, would, although now infrequent, venture into Shining’s room on nights of which storms brew hard, besides wanting to bother him, as younger siblings do when they’re afraid of a storm, perhaps a possible ensuing blackout. She dragged her blanket by her mouth as she made her way to his room, shuddering in fear of a next thunder strike. Twilight needed the warm, consoling embrace of her brother on nights like these when her parents are away. Else, she’d be sleeping in their room instead.
“Shining…?” Twilight whispered as she nudged open her big brother’s room door, the hinges squeaking slightly, resistance offered from the wind blowing through the window. After she successfully slipped in, starlight, also pouring in through the window, helped Twilight make her way onto Shining’s bed. Gently setting down her blanket and pillow, she set herself down and examined her brother in bed.
Twilight smiled warmly as she watched her brother cuddle his pillow close, easily half his size, as if lonely. Twilight had read from one of her “Young Psychologists” book that ponies that slept whilst hugging their pillow, or anything in general really, are more likely to be experiencing loneliness.She used her magic to pull the pillow out, making sure that his forehooves are still suspended in the purple glow so she could crawl up into his warm embrace.
Shining, noticing the slight change, cuddles what he assumes to be his pillow much closer, making Twilight elicit a little, silent internal squeal. The now-cold winds of the storm had yet to stop berating them, so the familiar warmth of her brother against her comforted Twilight much more, especially with the now included thunder and lightning. Belly-to-belly, the young lavender unicorn returns the gesture by wrapping her own forehooves around Shining’s waist.
With Shining’s lack of rolling in his sleep as of late, Twilight shut her eyes and prepared for another night of slumber, as if everything were normal.
Shining had a small smile carved on his face in his sleep, as he had successfully, for the umpteeth time, skipped Chemistry II with the shitty excuse of “I have royal guard training to get to”. Such are the lies that get through without fault in the dreams of the white stallion. The warmth of success can only be paralleled by the feeling his gut feels whenever he sees the evergreen Princess of Love, Cadance. In fact, Shining was about to relive the warmth he so longs for as Cadance, not a saint herself, had also skipped class to meet.
The two playing truancy was not a thing in the real world, but only in the sleeping realm does Shining get Cadance all to himself, in this sense at least. But Shining doesn’t need to know that. His dreams are for him to enjoy. As such,Shining and Cadance, who would usually hang out outside school grounds ( usually in his dream world anyway), deviated instead by straying to the school rooftops. All falling into Shining’s plan, as no one would think to check the roofs.
Hugging her close on a conveniently placed bench of the roof overlooking not only the school grounds, but also over Canterlot itself. The feeling of Cadance’s warmth registered in his mind, and given how she was leaning against him, he pulled her much closer, the two of them evidently appreciating each other’s presence, as well as the wonderful view.
At the same time that Shining pulled Cadance close, the sleeping stallion had pulled his little sister much closer to his form, the comfortable little filly leaning against her brother for extra warmth as the winds picked up outside.
In an odd contrast, the cold windiness of the outside was the inverse to the warmth of the early evening sun. As the two got nice and cuddly, the temperature did not take long to take its toll on the two, sweat starting to bead.
And with sweat, come pheromones.
Shining wasn’t the only one trying to hide his embarrassment of failing a…”restraint” battle against himself. As he hardened under his uniform, Cadance could feel the sped up heartbeats of her partner, and thus decided to tease Shining, as she would, but only up to that extent. Nothing more.
Not in this dream, at least in Shining’s subconscious. The thing of alicorns being better than unicorns soon became apparent to him, as Cadence’s wing, that was draped around his shoulder during the hug, strayed further downward, as she licked her lips, taking notice of her soon to be hard(-earned) prize. A gentle brush against his lightly pulsing erection through his pants made Shining elicit a gasp of pleasure, not anticipating the princess to be so brash out of the blue.
At the same time, Twilight stirred weakly from her slumber, a foreign feeling washing over herself. Rubbing her eyes, she realized something. The smell of rain had subsided a little during her sleep. Or rather, there was an even stronger smell quickly filling up her nostrils. She looked up at her brother, his face etched with pleasure, with a blush plastered across. Twilight was unsure of what he was dreaming of, but was glad that he was having happy dreams.
As she was about to bury her muzzle in her brother’s chest and relapse into the dream world, she felt something hard rub against her tummy. Glancing down, she located the source of the strong rain-replacing smell immediately. Twilight tilted her head in curiosity, having never seen her brother’s erection, or anything of the sort, up until that point.
Being the little curious filly that she was, she watched in wonder at the twitching nature of the newfound appendage between the two. Twilight, being jammed close up to Shining, could feel the throb against her, the bulk of his erection throbbing right between the both of their legs, with the head was already drooling out its precum in the process.
The throbbing was making Twilight feel weird, as it made her feel all tingly underneath. That, combined with the emanating musk of Shining’s stallionhood, prompted Twilight to look away, instead back to her brother’s face, of which seemed more contorted. With pleasure or pain, Twilight couldn’t tell, but Twilight deduced by the previous content expression on his face to be the former.
This hadn’t happen during many of their nighttime lonely snuggle sessions in all of the nights the two have been doing so. Which worried the innocent young filly somewhat.
The earlier teasing from the wing had escalated to more rapid strokes of her partner’s erection, his pants already undone and his erection now free of its cloth prison, Cadance wanting to have a little more fun with Shining, as she realized how exciting the illicit act was turning out to be.
“Go easy, C-Cadance.” Shining stammered, his breathing deep, as the soft velvety feel of her wings folded around the stiff tool made for a makeshift onahole, jerking him with fading resistance.
Cadance hushed him with her free wing, before leaning in and kissing him full on the lips, her stroking intensifying a notch more as she felt his warm, ragged breathing during the kiss. She wanted to make the most of it before the two of them got caught, the time spent aboard the rooftop being, at the moment, not too suspiciously long.
Her efforts would soon be rewarded, as she felt the throbbing in her wing-onahole growing stronger. She fed Shining her tongue, intensifying the kiss along with her stroking speed.
The sun was already creeping towards the horizon now, but the heat was nonetheless still a feeling that Shining felt against him. Not only that from the sun, but feelings of warmth from Cadance’s body so close to his, the warmth of her tongue running against his in the kiss, and the warmth of Cadance’s wings giving him the strokes of a lifetime. He felt himself grinding subconsciously into her stroking wings, wanting nothing but to finish in the pillowing softness of the feathery embrace on his stallionhood.
As if the throbbing wasn’t enough to peak her curiosity, as well as mild pleasure, Shining had started grinding against Twilight in brisk, not-so-gentle rubs, which was doing a good job of rubbing up against her inner thighs and, embarrassingly, against Twilight’s developing marehood.
The foreign feeling of deriving pleasure from having been grinding against, as well as the feelings she’s getting her equine pussy, made her elicit a soft, nearly inaudible moan, Twilight not wanting to wake her brother up. She could feel a degree of wetness between her legs now, a mixture of both her brother’s seeping juices, and her own fresh juices slicking the head of her sleeping brother’s stallionhood, both items getting wetter by the moment.
Twilight wasn’t sure what to do. Was her brother always like this when sleeping alone? Had she done something wrong, to have received such reactions from her slumbering BBBFF? She couldn’t tell for sure, but the cocktail of pheromones, as well as the sinfully pleasuring grinding was clouding up her judgements, as she gasped and moaned weakly in response.
She felt Shining adjust a little, and that was when she felt the throbbing erection, grind even harder against her lower regions. The head was rubbing against the lower part of her marehood, before slipping off of the wetness onto her tummy, but this time it was even closer to Twilight’s chest than she’d thought it’d be as she looked down. The head was barely six inches away from her face with every single thrust of her brother, which grew more and more intense with each cycle.
Cadance’s wings were slick with Shining’s pre-cum, ensuring that the rapidly intensifying strokes are close to smooth as smooth can get, without granting him the true smooth and velvetiness of her insides just yet. Despite the dream being Shining’s, he has a certain degree of control over how he wants the relationship to progress, and this translated into where he is now.
Nonetheless, he could feel himself getting closer to the edge, his face was contorted with pleasure and a mess of blush and sweat. Cadance’s own bedroom eyes were staring deep into his, her now on her folded legs as she adjusts to be head height with her partner’s throbbing phallus. Safe to say, Cadance wanted it to end up all over her face, if it were not all caught by her onahole wings.
She alternated between her quick, hard strokes to several gentle kneads to his soft, smooth nutsack, feeling so full of pent-up need for release. Cadance even entertained the thought of having a few cheeky licks of his leaky erection, but scrapped it to give him more anticipation for later encounters.
“C-Cadance, I..” Shining stammered amidst his pleasured grunts and moans.
The princess said nothing in response, his words only driving her to finalize her strokes in harder, swifter motions, making sure that the strokes would go all the way to the base of the shaft before switching back to soft, but firm, rubs of the head of the phallus, it’s pre-cum having been a steady stream for awhile now, flowing down the shaft, onto his balls before pooling in a lewd pool of liquid preparation a half a foot across in diameter.
The warm fluids leaking out of Shining amidst his grind have slicked up Twilight’s fur somewhat, enough already gathered up to pool down her young filly body down her side. She was beginning to think that maybe cuddling this close to her brother was a bit of a problem, her innocent mind thinking that no way urine would be that sticky. Entranced with the thickness of both the pheromones emanating in the air and his equine shaft rubbing it’s wet head against her, there was nothing she could do but reduce into a mess of weak moans.
Her mind was racing, still unsure of what was unfolding. The throbbing was harder than ever, and so were his leaky thrusts. She thought about doing something to hold back the deluge of pre that Shining was firing out with every needy rut of his, knowing that if Shining wakes up all sticky and wet, she’ll probably get the blame for it since she was there. Siblings just find a way to blame one another, as is always the case with Twilight and Shining.
Twilight opened her mouth to whisper something, in an attempt to stir her brother a little from his flurry of thrusts, but as she did, some of the pre, when thrusting all the way up to her chest, landed in her mouth. Immediately her face contorted a little at the slight saltiness of the fluid, but upon accidentally swallowing it, she relaxed a little. Had there not been clouds of musk flooding her senses at the moment, she would have considered spitting out the lewd fluids.
Just a little taste of his pre-cum was enough to calm her down a little, her body shuddering as she felt more and more of the stallion’s juices impact her body, and occasionally her face. She kept her mouth slightly open, curious to taste him again and see if it would give the same sensation. Her loins were trembling and leaking her own juices, albeit heavier than it was initially.
Shining was moaning and gasping hard, his peak approaching quickly as Cadance’s playful, yet sultry eyes and gestures drove him wild with ecstasy. He was trying to hold back as best as he could, amid his thrusts into her slick wings, it’s pre pouring out enough to cascade down her face as the splatters landed
Her legs were now touching a little on the pool that has now grown into a foot across. Cadance’s breathing has grown even more erratic and excited as she awaited Shining’s imminent release, if the pre were anything to go on about his virility.
Shining rested a hoof on her head, not saying anything, his deep, guttural moans being indication enough for Cadance. He bucked hard into her wings, his eyes screwing shut as his climax finally surfaced.
Immediately, Cadance closed her wings as hard as she could on his erection, to contain as much of his lewd juices, but in the first spurt of the virile stallion itself, her onahole wing chamber had already puffed up at the sheer volume, and it seeped out around the small cracks that her feathers could not cover properly.
The second and third shots overloaded the wings, cracking open enough of a space for the subsequent, thick potent spunk to coat her face. A streak landed across the her face, eliciting a gasp as her wings had unfolded around his erection, already heavy from being a mixed coat of pre-cum and actual cum, leaving the rest of her face vulnerable.
Shining doubled down on his grip on her head, making sure she stayed still as he continued firing his viscious stallion batter all over her face, mane, and neck. The streams that formed cascaded down her chest and her back as they flowed down her face. Those that were too thick to move stayed where it was.
Despite wanting to save the sucking for a different time as she had hoped, she compromised by opening her mouth to receive the final few strings of hot Shining semen. She tried to swallow with each subsequent spurt as best as she can, but in the end, she just shut her mouth to ensure she didn’t choke, Shining’s final spurt splattering across her horn.
Cadance was a mess, with not only her face, mane, chest, and back being absolutely covered in cum, but her school uniform was also a dripping mess, now already sagging from the sheer weight of all the excessive seed. Having swallowed completely what she could gather, she stuck her tongue out, licking up the rest of the cum from her face as she wanted to clear them out of her shut eyes before she tried opening them.
She winked at her partner, her face matching his in terms of blush intensity.
“Looks like I was right in having you be my partner all this while.”
Shining glanced away. This was what he had yearned for, but he hadn’t expected it to end up so… messily, and on such an occasion too.
Shining was about to speak, but Cadance shut him up with a quick kiss to the lips, after having cleaned it of his cum, of course.
Cadance pulled away, a string of saliva connecting the two like the strings of semen clinging from his tip to her clothes.
“Don’t worry about it, alicorns can get plenty clean with our magic.” She chuckled. “Not that you wouldn’t be able to match that level with your magic capacity. Now, let’s get out of here before we get into trouble. I think our classes would have finished in the time it took you to finish.”
Still blushing madly, Shining scrunched his face at her, to which she laughed before a a huge ring, conjured up by Cadance’s magic, went through the two of them, after which the two were spotless. It was as if nothing had happened.
And so the two acted like nothing happened, as they went on back home, just as they usually would, like partners as they were before their encounter.
Shining had shifted a little, breaking Twilight out of her pre-cum-drunken stupor as she looked up at his face. This shift was only brief however, before she felt Shining rest a hoof on her head. Before she could think of anything further, Shining thrusted unusually hard one final time, prompting Twilight to look back down at his flaring crown.
Much to her dismay, her mouth still being open from the pre-shots. She was not prepared for the full onslaught of Shining’s next shots. The first spurt of semen landed on her face, Twilight responding by shutting her eyes, but leaving her mouth open assuming it was like the pre-cum earlier. It wasn’t. Immediately she noticed a change from just salty to salty-sweet, and the stallion’s juices being far thicker and hotter than before.
Twilight opened her mouth even more. Shining probably would have obliged if he were awake, but in his current sleep drunken state, his climax was all but precise. His second and subsequent three shots all plastered Twilight across her face, mane and horn, her mouth gratefully accepting a lot of the mixed-flavoured concoction. The dozen or so shots after were more on her body shots, as Shining had rested the flaring head of his stallioncock on top of her marehood, her legs having clenched hard around the appendage.
Twilight let out a little squeak as she went through her first ever orgasm right then and there, her marehood gushing out her young juices as strong musk of semen and pheromones kept her dizzy with excitement, to the point that she didn’t even know that she had climaxed.
Shining’s shots were relentless, her body now a thick mess of cum. Similarly to the Cadance scneario, Shining doubled down on his grip on her head, pulling back slightly whilst still climaxing. Twilight, mid-orgasm, was shivering hard as she felt the first hot splurt of cum splatter against her plump, developing labia, winking weakly given all the stimulation.
The spurts were much stronger against her pelvic region, his abstinence proving effective as each hard spurt coated her well, some of it even shooting into Twilight’s spread mare puss, pushing Twilight into her second orgasm, despite only just finishing her climax not twenty seconds ago.
She felt Shining’s spurts calming down a little, but he adjusted one last time. She had been tingling the whole night in her nether regions ever since Shining had started his grinding, and thus failed to noticed when Shining’s flaring head had parted her lips slightly as he finished off his final few shots into her young marehood.
She had not anticipated his final few shots to be so much in volume and thickness however, and again mid-orgasm, felt her abdomen start to expand slightly as his seed filled her up, her insides feeling even hotter than before as she felt him throbbing hard inside her, even though it was just the tip of his stallionhood inside her. Shining’s final shot splurted back out of her pussy, indicating that her womb was already full and sloshing with the virile stallion’s potent, thick seed.
Twilight came down from her high, her mind still a haze of lust and ecstasy from her first ever orgasms and the foreign sensation of having not only her brother inside her, but also being filled to the brim with his sweet stallion seed, her forehoof rubbing her sticky tummy.
Twilight still didn’t know what all of this meant, but it sure as heck felt good. Shining had withdrawn from her depths, her cumflated abdomen shrinking in size as torrents of his spunk cascaded out of her depths, however leaving still a significant amount within her womb and vagina.
She had to get cleaned up. Twilight wasn’t sure if this was how Shining was supposed to be like in his sleep, but if he wakes up, she wouldn’t want the mess to be pinned on her. It wasn’t her fault that any of that had happened, right?
Author's Note
Author’s note: Hey look I’m back after disappearing for x amount of years. I guess I’ll be around ? My writing skills have been reduced to crap at this point from lack of practice so I thought why not sharpen it back up. Amidst balancing being an intern and CSGO-ing, I thought I’d put in some time to do some of my old passions.
If there’s anything that seems out of place, do let me know so I can improve more than I did in my previous fics!
