Author's Note

Well, this was a long time coming. I had most of this written out for months, but having the motivation to actually finish it was harder than I thought. I hope to write more eventually, mostly of Spike finally getting his turn, but I hope for now this makes people happy and tells them this story isn't quite dead yet.

Tickled Pair

“Are you nervous?” Shining Armor asked.

Spike squirmed on the couch for what felt like the hundreth time this evening alone. It was already late, and Big Macintosh and Caramel were both due to arrive any minute now. Twilight was out of the castle with her friends on a friendship mission, so for the past few days both Shining Armor and Spike had the place to themselves.

“A little,” Spike answered. He saw no reason to lie, especially to Shining Armor.

Shining Armor chuckled and scooted closer down the couch until he could wrap his foreleg around Spike’s shoulder.

“I’m sure the guys will understand if you’re not ready for it, Spike,” Shining Armor said.

“I wanna do it,” Spike said quickly as he looked up at Shining. “It’s just… Big Mac’s my friend. I don’t really know Caramel all that well, but I know Mac can get really protective over him. I don’t wanna make things weird.”

Spike frowned and stared down into his lap. Both of his hands were folded and linked tightly together.

“I kinda got the feeling,” Shining Armor said while he rubbed the frills on top of Spike’s head. “They’re as new to this as we are. This is supposed to be fun, right?”

“Right,” Spike answered.

“And if we don’t have fun then what’s the point?” Shining Armor asked with a smile. “I know we’ve been talking about messing around with others for awhile now. Don’t you think you’d be twice as freaked out if it was some ponies you’d never met before?”

“Maybe,” Spike said, and then nodded his head. “You’re right. Sorry, Shining, I know it was my idea and all.”

“Don’t apologize,” Shining Armor said before giving Spike a gentle kiss on his forehead. “Cause you might not feel so sorry once I let those two all over you tonight. I bet they have no idea how cute you are when you’re all bound up.”

“Sh-Shining,” Spike said with a fierce blush hitting his face.

“I just realized neither of them have probably ever played with a dragon’s feet before,” Shining teased with a coy grin. “If you’re not careful I just might let it slip that you go totally nuts when you get your toes licked.”

“Mmmm,” Spike whined as Shining Armor only hugged him and began to gently nuzzle the top of his head. Spike couldn’t help himself and began laughing just as Shining Armor did.

Before Shining Armor could figure out how to make Spike even more red in the face he was saved by a loud knocking sound.

“Lucky they got here before I started playing with you myself,” Shining Armor teased by whispering to Spike before releasing him from the hug. Spike was left to melt into the couch and smile to himself while squirming helplessly. Already his fear was fading and replaced with excitement and thrill.

Spike hopped off of the couch quickly and ran to the front door where Shining Armor was just greeting Big Macintosh. Spike noticed that Caramel was a few inches behind, seeming to hide behind his larger boyfriend. He and Spike caught eyes for a minute and Spike waved. After a moment’s hesitation Caramel waved back with a sheepish smile covering his face.

“No, really, you’re just on time,” Shining Armor said with a laugh. “Come in, please.”

Big Macintosh and Caramel both walked in. Though Big Macintosh was familiar with the size and beauty of the castle Caramel looked around with wide eyes in awe. Shining Armor and Big Macintosh had already broken off to begin having small talk, and Caramel had been left alone in his admiration of the castle. Spike approached him slowly.

“Wow,” Caramel said under his breath.

“It’s big, yeah?” Spike asked.

Caramel tensed and looked down, seemingly not expecting Spike to show up beside him.

“Ye-Yeah,” Caramel said quickly with a nod. “Sorry, I was spacing a bit.”

Spike couldn’t help but smile as he saw his own feelings reflected in Caramel. The way his eyes quickly averted. His smile was nervous but still genuine. He looked up for Big Macintosh, but the other two stallions were already a good ten feet away laughing about something.

“You want some tea or coffee or something?” Spike asked. “I think Shining and Mac might talk a bit.”

Caramel looked again at his boyfriend and then back to Spike.

“If you don’t mind,” Caramel said. “I like tea… Mac likes coffee, though.”

Spike smiled and nodded his head.

“On it,” Spike said.

Spike made his way to the kitchen and began filling up a kettle with water. He used his own breath to light the flame on the stove. Just as he grabbed the coffee pot he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Caramel had followed him into the kitchen. His eyes were wide again.

“It’s big in here, too,” Spike said with a chuckle.

“Sorry,” Caramel said quickly. “I uh… I didn’t know where else to go.”

“It’s fine,” Spike said. “Sit at the table.”

“You sure you don’t want me to help?” Caramel asked. “I know how Mac likes his coffee.”

Spike shrugged his shoulders and nodded for Caramel to come over to him. The stallion took the coffee pot and began to do his own work. Spike stayed near the kettle and watched as Caramel set things up in a quick and efficient manner. When he finished he had a small grin on his face.

“So, uh,” Spike began. He knew his next question was going to be awkward no matter what, so he decided to just blurt it out. “Which one between you and Mac is normally the uh… one being tickled?”

Caramel’s eyes briefly shot open, and it was clear that he was blushing. Soon he looked down and began to nervously giggle as he kicked his hoof against the crystal flooring.

“I-I mean, I guess me,” Caramel said.

“Really?” Spike asked. He was grinning now as he walked over to Caramel. In the background the kettle on the stove began to give off a sound with the growing steam inside. “So then yesterday when Mac was all tied up was different?”

“Yeah,” Caramel nodded his head. “I mean, no. Sort of. Mac likes it, but usually I prefer to be the one. I think I just like how it feels. Being helpless and squirming… S-Sorry, that was sort of personal.”

“What do you think you came here to do tonight?” Spike asked.

With that the stallion and the dragon began laughing together. Caramel’s was more reserved at first, but after a few moments he warmed up. He looked Spike in the eye again with a grin of his own.

“It’s just so weird to talk about it out loud, is all,” Caramel said with a bit of a sad expression. “Even around Mac I have trouble saying… it.”

“It?” Spike asked.

“Y’know,” Caramel said with a shrug. He then whispered. “Tickle.”

“Oooh,” Spike said. He understood instantly. “Well, I get that. It’s kind of exciting to talk about it to somebody else though, right?”

Caramel smiled at Spike, and then gave a bit of a nod.

“I swear I won’t judge or anything!” Spike said with a hand over his heart. “If you wanna ask stuff go ahead! I’m an open book!”

“Well, er,” Caramel hesitated and squirmed a bit in place.

“Come onnnn,” Spike urged.

“Mmm,” Caramel looked around the room for several seconds before finally letting out a long sigh. “What’s Shining Armor like when you two do it?”

“Ohhhh,” Spike said with a joyous smile. “He’s ruthless.”

“R-Really?” Caramel asked with curious eyes. His hesitation was fading now that his interest had been sparked. “Like how?”

“Well, the other day,” Spike said. He felt his face grow warm already yet part of him enjoyed the lewdness the conversation was developing. It made his heart race. “He had me all tied up and he made it so this magic toothbrush kept running over my toes. He cuddled me and kept kissing my neck for what felt like forever. He kept making me say things like how I liked being tickled.”

“Oh gosh,” Caramel said. He sat down on the floor and covered his face before giggling himself.

“You like that kinda stuff?” Spike asked. His grin grew.

Caramel was only able to nod his head. The steam from the kettle was growing louder.

“If you waaaant,” Spike said as he swayed back and forth on the tips of his toes. “I could tell him that you’d like it.”

“Do you think he’d do that?” Caramel asked.

“Do you want that?” Spike pressed.

The kettle was now steaming at full blast and screaming in a high pitched tone. Caramel simply gave one nod of his head, and the dragon smirked.

“I’ll let him know,” Spike said, and turned to remove the kettle from the fire.

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Caramel felt like he had gone through every emotion his heart could take tonight. His nerves were buzzing, sometimes high and sometimes low. Upon recommendation of Big Macintosh they were all sipping on a bit of alcoholic cider the two of them had brought as a gift. It was loosening his nerves, and quickly. It was just enough to get him in the mood to squirm and giggle without worrying about what the others thought.

“Are you sure Twilight lets you drink?” Shining Armor questioned Spike for what felt like the tenth time.

“I’m sure!” Spike said in a defensive tone. “Just… usually one glass on holidays.”

Big Macintosh started chuckling at that. The sound of him letting loose, even in front of a near stranger like Shining Armor, somehow made Caramel feel more calm.

“So um,” Caramel spoke up once he found a quiet moment to do so. “How did you two, um… plan for tonight to go on?”

Suddenly all eyes were on Caramel. He felt his heart quicken in pace but he forced himself to stay strong by his word.

“I guess we have been beating around the bush for a little bit,” Shining Armor admitted with a little sigh and shrug. “I’ve kinda been wondering when somepony else would bring it up.”

“Me too,” Spike said.

“Eeyup,” Big Macintosh finished.

The admittance of the elephant in the room on quite literally everypony’s mind seemed to fade with ease once they were able to move forward and laugh it off. Once they had all finished their glasses of cider both Shining Armor and Spike came over to the same couch and sat at the ends, which pushed Mac and Caramel together in the middle. The couch was massive on its own and there was plenty of room to maneuver if need be. Shining Armor was next to Caramel, while Spike and Mac sat to his left.

“Caramel, right?” Shining Armor questioned.

Caramel glanced up at the taller stallion. He nodded his head and gave a small smile.

“So, uh, Spike said a few things to me earlier,” Shining Armor said. His eyes glanced away and Caramel swore he saw a hint of color rise in the white furred steed’s cheeks.

Shining Armor, a prince, was actually getting a bit flustered talking about this. It was strange for Caramel to see, as he thought he would be the only one nervous tonight. It made him smile and feel a bit more at ease. Maybe it was the last push that gave him the courage to speak up.

“Did you wanna tickle me?” Caramel asked.

“Oh, um… y-yeah, I kinda do,” Shining Armor admitted with a giggle and a blush. “Wow, he said you were kind of timid.”

“I’m feeling a bit more adventurous after my cider,” Caramel said.

“Saaaaaaammmmeeeeee!” Spike called from the other side of the couch.

“Alright, alright,” Shining Armor said while withholding a laugh. “Okay, so, our safe word is pineapple, alright? We can start off slow if you want. I know we’re not super familiar yet.”

“Slow is good,” Caramel said with a nod.

“Eeyup,” Big Macintosh agreed.

Big Macintosh turned to nuzzle and give Caramel one last kiss on his cheek. Pretty soon Shining and him had scooted down the large couch more. Big Macintosh was still close, and he could hear him and Spike whispering and giggling about something.

“I should warn you. As a unicorn my tickling might get a bit more intense than you’re used to. Say the safeword to me, alright?” Shining Armor said. He gently gave Caramel a push for him to lay on his back. Soon Caramel was staring up at Shining Armor with his hind legs spread and round belly exposed. Nerves nearly took over him but he realized very quickly that those nerves made his arousal thrive. He loved the thrill of this and it was beginning to overwhelm his senses.

“Pineapple,” Caramel repeated without hesitation.

Shining Armor smiled, and then his horn began to glow. With a small puff of smoke a bottle of lotion appeared out of thin air. Shining Armor flipped it over and began to pour it on Caramel’s belly. It was cool and made his body tingle as it pooled near his belly button.

“Spike hates it when I use this oil on his feet. He’s so obsessed with having me lick them and I can’t when I oil them up.” Shining Armor said. He leaned down close to Caramel’s face and gave a near sinister grin. “But on pony bellies, especially big, round ones like yours… it makes tickling feel twice as tormenting.”

Caramel quickly realized he was near sweating. His eyes widened and a rush of both fear and arousal kicked into his system. His cock was already beginning to show. Shining Armor merely smiled at the sight of it.

Slowly Shining Armor began to rub the baby oil onto and around Caramel’s belly. He ran it smoothly until it soaked past his fur straight into his skin. His already tender, underworked belly was soft and ticklish. He had no clue what oiling it up and making it more vulnerable would do but the idea made his head nearly explode with excitement. Well… that, and the fact that he was so sensitive that Shining Armor’s rubbing was already making him want to giggle.

“Aww, you’re already a ticklish guy, huh, Caramel?” Shining Armor asked. “I’ve only done this with Spike, y’know. I’m reaaaaally curious how ticklish another pony can be.”

“Mmmm,” Caramel had to bite his lip as Shining Armor’s hooves went down to his belly and taint. He rubbed even the insides of Caramel’s helpless inner thighs. All while Caramel was sporting a half erection at even the beginning stages of this soon to be torment. He couldn’t stop smiling.

“I think you’ve been teased enough now,” Shining Armor said with a giggle. Once again he used his magic to make a new device appear. A single toothbrush hovered just above Caramel’s round, vulnerable belly. Before he knew it his upper legs were bound to his sides by Shining Armor’s magic. There was no hope of escaping the ticklish hell now.

The toothbrush touched down to the bottom of Caramel’s ribs and began to roughly scrub.

“A-Ahahahaaaaa!” Caramel instantly burst out. His first instinct was to try and kick his hind legs but found that Shining Armor had seen that coming and had bound them wide open and exposed. Already the poor ticklish earth pony was losing his mind.

“A-Ahahaha!” Caramel continued to laugh. He arched his back, given that it was about the only part of his body he could move thanks to Shining Armor’s bindings. In the midst of all the tickling a hoof placed itself up against his half-hard cock and began to stroke. The sensation of pleasure mixed with all the torment made Caramel’s voice rise in pitch, and he soon began to squeal.

Then, Shining Armor stopped tickling. Caramel was left panting. Shining Armor’s head was low, his face right beside Caramel’s cock which he continued to stroke. For a moment Caramel questioned if this was really happening. The PRINCE of the Crystal empire was tickling him and touching his cock. It was funny to him how that hadn’t fully sunk in just how strange that was until they already began.

“That was only ten seconds,” Shining Armor said in a teasing voice. “My my I think we have a cute little stallion in our grasp, don’t we.

Caramel wanted to cover his face so badly.

“You like it, right?” Shining Armor asked. “The humiliation? Feeling exposed and helpless. Being my own little tickle toy for just a bit?”

Caramel nodded his head. It felt pointless to deny it. His cock was fully erect now, proving all of Shining Armor’s words to be true.

“Good,” Shining Armor said. Then, his horn began to glow.

A second toothbrush appeared beside the other that had been hovering dangerously close to Caramel’s ribs. Before Caramel even had time to react they both pressed down to either side of his round belly. Caramel didn’t last even half a second before he started squealing.

“B-BAAHAHAHAAAAA!” Caramel squealed like a filly at the ticklish touches littering his belly. It was torture, and every reaction his body gave screamed in his mind how much he hated it. But at the same time, he adored it. He adored the torment and every thrash his body involuntarily gave in response.

Shining Armor wasn’t like Mac. Nothing could have prepared Caramel for what it was like to be tickled by magic. Rope could only hold him back so much, and oftentimes Mac had to use his brute strength to keep him from kicking free. With Magic, however, there wasn’t a chance in tartarus that Caramel would free himself from the bindings. He was forced to endure the sensation of brushes scrubbing his sides. With each passing second he seemed to only grow more sensitive, and the brushes showed no signs of letting up. Shining Armor stared down at him with a satisfied smile and lustful eyes.

“BBBAAAAHAHAAAA!”

Caramel felt the tickling stop. That laugh hadn’t come from him. He lifted his head, and realized that it was Big Macintosh who had begun to roar. Both him and Shining Armor froze to stare.

Spike was holding a massive feather in one hand and a makeup brush in the other. With the feather he drug the tip from the base of Big Macintosh’s cock all around his balls. He let it swirl and stroke. The makeup brush ran up and down the shaft with light, bristly touches. Big Macintosh’s body was restrained only by a bit of rope that he was already becoming untangled from given how violently he writhed. Still, Spike didn’t lighten up. In fact, the little dragon was shouting over Mac’s laughter.

“You call this a LITTLE ticklish, Mac?” Spike asked. “Seriously?”

“AAAAHAHAHAAA!” Big Macintosh burst out again, giving Spike all the answers he needed.

Shining Armor chuckled, and for a moment stepped away to abandon Caramel. He went up to Spike and put a hoof on his shoulder. The dragon ceased his torment, and Caramel watched as Shining lowered his head and whispered something.

“Oooooh, that’s a great idea, Shining,” Spike said, and looked back to give Caramel a sly grin.

“Um… W-What’s a good idea?” Caramel asked.

————————————————————————————-

Big Macintosh was only a little tipsy when he agreed to this idea. He only started to feel wary once Shining Armor had secured his new magical bindings in place, and the reality of just how trapped he was set in.

Caramel and Big Macintosh had moved to a large bed truly fit for royalty. Currently it housed all four of them with plenty of room and tools strewn about the bed. Big Macintosh’s legs were spread and bound by a magical force. Caramel mirrored him, their legs touching. Both of their cocks were erect and standing up pressed to each other. The slightest squirm from either side caused them to rub together and send a shiver of pleasure through Big Macintosh’s body.

“Things might get a little bit rough,” Shining Armor warned. “Just remember the safe word.”

“A-Alright,” Caramel said.

“Eeyup,” Big Mac replied.

For the longest time, Big Macintosh thought he wasn’t ticklish. Even when he was a colt his parents couldn’t get a reaction out of him. When he realized Caramel enjoyed it so much, he had worried that his own body would be unable to fulfill his partner’s needs. His belly and ribs offered no reaction when touched or stroked. His hooves couldn’t even make him smile when touched.

It turned out, he had been very, very wrong. The thing about Big Macintosh’s body was that the sensitivity was that he was not very ticklish in the traditional areas. His belly as well as his hooves were rough with the hard labor of the farm. However… non traditional areas thrived in ticklish responses. His cock and balls made him squeal while his taint made him beg. His butt of all things could make him reveal any embarrassing bit of information he had on himself with enough time.

The best part was how much he adored feeling helpless. It was obvious by the way both Shining Armor and Spike hovered over the two of them that they fully intended to hold nothing back. The anticipation alone made Big Macintosh’s stay firmly stiff.

“Alright,” Shining Armor said. “Get ready, boys.”

The first thing Big Macintosh felt was the soft, bristled touch of the makeup brush return. His mouth instantly opened and a helpless heap of giggles began to pour.

“Eeeheheheeee!” Big Macintosh giggled. His body instinctively tried to squirm. It was impossible, for even with his brute strength he was no match for Shining Armor’s magic.

Caramel’s body jerked as it drifted over to his cock. It grinded on Mac’s own. The sensation forced a sound of weakness and lust out of Big Macintosh’s mouth. The swirling brush moved down to Big Macintosh’s balls and began to swish back and forth between the two of them.

“G-Geheheheee!” Big Macintosh whined a strange and unusual laugh. He couldn’t stop whimpering with pleasure and began to squirm right back up against Caramel. He could hear Caramel’s own moan filled giggling on the other side.

“A-Ahahaa!” Caramel squealed. “N-Not the balls! Eeeheheeee!”

“Aw, I think Caramel’s just trying to tell us he wants more!” Shining’s voice from Caramel’s side of the couch said with a giggle. Moments later an unearthly squeal came from Caramel. Big Macintosh cocked his head down to see a torrent of dancing fingertips run across and around Caramel’s belly. Spike’s clawed fingertips were fast, making Caramel jump and squeak with surprise whenever a part of him was squeezed.

“Awww, he’s super soft!” Spike said. “Awesome!”

“EEEHEHEHEEEE!” Caramel squealed as Shining Armor simply grinned in delight at the sight of his work.

“I can one up that,” Spike’s voice came in a teasing tone. He stepped over Big Macintosh’s bound body and got right down close to the two erect cocks the boys had bound together. He lifted something in his hand that looked like a large cylinder hairbrush with plastic spokes. Spike waved it back and forth in the air.

“Shining?” Spike asked. “I’d like to play a bit with the… other side of our guests.”

“Already?” Shining Armor asked with a giggle.

“Mac told me a little secret after his last mug of cider,” Spike said with a giggle. “I hear somebody has a REAL ticklish butt.”

“Oh gosh,” Caramel gasped.

Big Macintosh swallowed a lump in his throat. The next thing he felt was a magical pull lift both him and Caramel up and flip him over. His legs were spread with only a few inches for his cock to hover and grind against the soft bed sheets. He couldn’t see Caramel any longer, only the wall in front of him. He felt a pull on his tail, and soon his bare bottom was exposed.

“Hehe, sorry, I should have warned you two,” Shining Armor said in an apologetic tone. “It’s just faster if I do that. Don’t wanna let you two cuties have too long of a break.”

“Benefits of unicorns,” Spike said in a near sing-song voice. Mac and Caramel’s cocks had been unbound by the magic, but now it was laying flat under Big Macintosh’s body pressed to the couch. He was awfully hard.

Big Macintosh tried his best to look over his shoulder at Spike who was getting onto his knees near the space between Big Macintosh and Caramel’s tails. His face was only inches away from both of their bottoms. He lifted his hand and gave Caramel a light squeeze. Mac’s boyfriend responded with a squeak of surprise. His other hand, the one holding the brush, lifted to rub gently at Mac’s behind.

“Which one to start with?” Spike asked.

Spike waved the brush back and forth between the two of them. After a moment he settled, pointing the brush directly at Big Macintosh’s cutie mark.

Spike grabbed Big Macintosh’s tail to brush it out of the way. He then settled the brush down on Big Macintosh’s soft, large, and sensitive bottom. He began to scrub without warning and a million ticklish sensations hit Big Macintosh with the force of a speeding Wonderbolt. His eyes widened, and he didn’t even have time to take in a breath before he started screaming with laughter.

“A-AHAHAHAAAAAA!” Big Macintosh cried out as he thrashed on the bed the best he could trapped in Shining Armor’s magical restraints.

“Aw, a ticklish butt!” Spike said with a joyful tone. “I’ve always wondered just where you’d squeal if I touched too long, Mac.”

“N-NAHAHAHAAA! I-IAHAHAAAA!” Big Macintosh continued to squeal loudly. He was struggling to find any words. The brush was every tickle tool used on him by Caramel and worse. It dug at his soft bottom and drug its way across his skin with plastic not rough enough to hurt, but simply tickle. All he could do was laugh.

The second it stopped Big Macintosh felt a massive tug on his legs. Caramel was squirming and squealing now. When Mac looked over his shoulder he caught the faintest look at Spike scrubbing around the brush trying to tickle Caramel’s taint and bottom. The poor smaller earth pony looked just as hysterical as Mac had felt just a moment ago.

“N-NOHOHOOO! A-AHAHAAAAA! IT TICKLES IT TICKLES!”

Caramel was lucky enough to have the slightest bit of give in his restraints. His bottom shook, causing it to jiggle with every brush Spike gave it. The dragon lifted his hand and placed the tips of his claws right back onto Big Macintosh’s butt, where he began to stroke up and down with light touches.

“Mmhmhmhm… nopenopenope…” Big Macintosh whimpered, burying his face into the bed. Somehow the light touches were almost worse than the violent ones of the brush.

“I don’t think our boys are getting enough stimulation,” Shining Armor said.

Out of the corner of his eye, Big Macintosh saw Shining’s horn begin to glow. Something new popped into the room that he couldn’t quite see no matter how far he turned his head. Instead, he was forced to feel what the new item was.

“Aaaaahhh!” Both Big Macintosh and Caramel cried out at once at the surprise of two magical paint brushes touched to either of their balls. They began to work slowly, going in circles around the large spheres. Soon they began to move in a predictable pattern, going on their own as Shining Armor moved around the bed. He leaned down his head close to where Spike continued to run the brush and gently allowed his teeth to graze against Big Macintosh’s cutie mark.

“Mmm!” Big Macintosh whined in reply.

“Mmm, I could play with you boys for hours,” Shining Armor said, somehow making his voice heard over the twos desperate giggling. He moved his muzzle to Caramel and gently bit there as well.

“Eep!” Caramel squeaked.

“Oh, totally,” Spike replied.

“Would you boys like that?” Shining Armor asked. “Just a few hours of us four? You two being tickled nonstop?”

“E-Eeeheheee!” Caramel whined. “O-Oh Celestia!”

“If you don’t say it I can’t make it happen,” Shining Armor teased. “Don’t you wanna be tickled all night long?”

Big Macintosh’s face was just about as red as his fur now. He shut his eyes, whining and squirming as Spike’s fingertips toyed with his butt.

“T-Tickle me!” Mac cried out.

“D-Don’t stop!” Caramel spat out quickly, perhaps gaining the courage from Mac. “Tickle me too!”

Shining Armor chuckled, as did Spike. Now that the two had not only agreed, but pleaded for their torment to go on there was a sadistic look in both of the boy’s eyes.

“Well,” Spike said as he pulled the hairbrush away only to reach behind him and pick up another. He placed both on either stallion’s rump bristles down, ready to start scrubbing at a moment’s notice. “Looks like you two are in for a long evening, huh?”