Sandbar's overwhelming feeling of fullness had started to subside when Gallus had pulled out, and it was further returning to normal as the griffon's deposit had now started to leak out of his backside as he rolled over and sat up as his boyfriend lay on display for him. He hadn't really softened up all that much, his smooth, slightly curved cock still laid erect on his stomach.

"Well, are you gonna sit there and admire the view, or are you gonna have some fun?" Gallus asked, sinking his head into the pillow that laid up against the headboard.

Sandbar smirked at his presenting lover, leaning down and putting his snout in between the griffon's thighs.

"And what if I like a little foreplay?" He asked as he nuzzled Gallus' down-covered balls. "Besides, with how on edge I'm feeling right now, I don't think I'll last half as long as you did once I'm inside, and ponies may take a little bit longer to be ready for another round than griffons do, so yeah, don't mind me for admiring the view." Sandbar replied, sticking his tongue out to lick the griffon's hole.

"Ahhh... Should I get the lube?" Gallus asked as Sandbar slowly withdrew his tongue.

"Nah," Sandbar began, as he leaned up and straddled the griffon, placing himself directly over his erect shaft. The recently deposited seed continued to seep out of the stallion and drip down around Gallus' balls and pooled around his dock and hole.

"I think we've got plenty right here."

Gallus' seed, still warm from Sandbar's body heat, continued to seep down. Seemingly satisfied, Sandbar got back to his feet and slid down a foot, gently prodding Gallus' hole with his tip.

"You ready?" Sandbar asked, judging that the lubrication was sufficient.

"Heh, so 'a little foreplay' is about 15 seconds of licking?" Gallus teased with a smirk, then shortly added, "Yeah, I'm ready. Go for it."

It took a little bit of pushing due to his tip already being flared, but once that went in with a soft pop, then it was relatively smooth from there. Gallus concentrated on his breathing as Sandbar slowly inched forward. The griffon's seed was more than sufficient lubrication as the stallion got in all the way up to his medial ring, warning his boyfriend to expect a little pressure.

"Heh, didn't feel that nearly as much as your flare." Gallus commented in between his deep breaths.

"You doing alright?" Sandbar asked, trying not to focus too hard on just how warm and tight Gallus felt on his shaft.

"Definitely a new feeling, but from the look on your face, bet it's ten times better for you."

"Y-Yeah. I'm sorry if I don't last long, but I feel like I'm right on the edge."

"Hey, don't worry about it." Gallus began, running a single claw behind Sandbar's left ear. "You do you. If anything, I take that as a compliment."

Sandbar nodded, took a deep breath, went in an inch deeper past his ring, slowly pulled out, and thrust back in. He waited a few seconds, taking a deep breath, before repeating the motion.

"Ah... Ah... You like it nice and slow?" Gallus commented on the pony's slow rhythmical thrusts.

"Nah... Just trying to keep myself from going over. If I go any faster, this'll be over in a matter of seconds. You feel amazing, Gal."

"Gal... I like the sound of that." Gallus replied with a snicker. With a shudder, Sandbar started to pick up the pace just slightly. Gallus took the opportunity to bring his rear lion legs up and wrap them around the pony's flanks, and hooked his talons around the back of his neck.

"Come on, Sandbar. Give me that pony spunk." Gallus told him.

Sandbar couldn't refuse the griffon beneath him, and as he increased his pace, his breathing quickened, and Gallus' hold on him only tightened. The length of his thrusts decreased as his tempo got even faster.

"Gal... Gallus... Gallus!" Sandbar exclaimed through gritted teeth, bottoming out in him and held himself there. Gallus felt the first glob shoot up inside him, followed by a second and third as he held Sandbar's neck to his chest. The stallion's tense body quivered as he emptied himself into the griffon over the course of ten seconds. When the final drops slipped out, Sandbar went limp, collapsing onto Gallus' chest and belly as he caught his breath. Gallus took the opportunity to start preening his boyfriend's mane, feeding it through the two halves of his beak.

"I'm guessing by that throbbing rod I'm feeling on my stomach, that you're ready for more." Sandbar said as he gently and slowly pulled out of the griffon laying under him.

"Only if you are, I think that took a bit more out of you than it did me."

"Well, I was thinking the other end. I've been wanting to get a taste of you." Sandbar said, pushing Gallus further up towards the head of the bed while slinking down to his nether regions. The griffon's shaft already smelled heavily of spunk and sweat, and that only enticed the lust-driven pony more. He pressed his tongue to the base, and slowly licked up. He got his upper jaw around the tip and pulled it off Gallus' belly, and into his mouth proper.

Gallus sunk his head into the pillow as he took in this new sensation. It was nowhere near as tight and snug as his other side was, but by Grover's beard, that tongue was working wonders. Hearing Sandbar suck and slurp was just as good as hearing him whimper when he was getting rutted just a few minutes ago. After a few moments of trial and error, Sandbar opened his mouth wide while keeping his lips sealed around the shaft, and took as much of it in as he could, feeling the tip in the back of his throat, holding it there for a moment before pulling off. Seemingly satisfied, he got a hold of Gallus' hips and rolled the two of them over, reversing their positions. Now under the griffon, Sandbar gave him an unmistakable look as the griffon looked down at him curiously. A look that only said one thing.

'Fuck this side just like you did the other one.'

Gallus didn't have to work as hard to get lined up this time, because Sandbar's open mouth and tongue were proving to be the perfect guides. As soon as he slid inside, Sandbar tightened his lips around the edges and began to suck and lick in earnest. As Sandbar had no interest in any temporary transformation powers, and no interest in a pony, Gallus felt a pang of regret in not being able to repay him in a similar way, especially since it felt so fucking good. His muffled lustful moans were driving him to the edge, and quickly.

"D-Don't think I'm gonna be able to hold back for as long this time, where do you want it?" Gallus asked as he continued to thrust back towards his throat. Without taking anything out of his mouth, Sandbar's answer was to lean his head up, almost gagging on Gallus' tip, and only increased his sucking. The pressure built up to intolerable levels, and the griffon jerked forward as another load of his seed flowed from the tip.

Sandbar swallowed as much as he could in one gulp, but the need to breathe overtook his desire for a second helping, so he dropped his head back down to the sheets, freeing the shaft from his mouth, and the result was his chin, neck, and chest getting coated with Gallus' warm white cum. What didn't stick to his coat dripped down to the sheets as Gallus rolled off to the side and laid next to him once he had finished, a little more weary than last time.

"Whew... That tongue of yours, Sandbar..." Gallus said, looking over to him. Sandbar blushed at the compliment.

"Well, no getting around it now. We're definitely gonna have to see how good that shower is in the morning." The stallion replied.

"Definitely looking forward to it. But for now..." Gallus paused, taking hold of Sandbar's semi-erect cock in his left talon. "Ready for round four?"

"So what's going on now, Miss Yak-Ears-Are-Best-Ears?" Smolder whispered, crouching directly next to Yona in the dimly lit hallway, whose right ear and braid was pressed firmly against the closed bedroom door, as the other three got as close as they could.

"Yona not sure. Something about 'round four'."

Author's Note

Again, sorry for the delay. My urge to write was sapped this week then came rushing back this weekend.