Spike's Ass in Yoga Pants
Spike's Ass in Yoga Pants
Discord and Spike have been together for well over a year now and it was a relationship none of their friends and even themselves had ever expected to bloom. Once they had decided to give it a try, they both found themselves all the happier and closer to one another each day. Tonight was a night they had been planning to go out to eat, somewhere private that Discord had set up for them, not wanting to tell Spike to leave it a surprise.
Though it was midday, the draconequus was going to show up early to spend time with Spike before their dinner. He wanted to sneak up on the dragon, which has become a favorite past time, as his reactions made him the perfect target no matter how many times he did it.
“Around this time Twilight should be teaching, so we will have the castle to ourselves~,” Discord thought with a devious smirk as he floated to the large crystal castle and easily phased through the walls leading to Spike’s room.
After a quick look around he saw that his target was nowhere to be found, ‘If not here...where?’ he pondered as he looked around the drake’s room.
His ears flick to the sound of a TV turning on a few rooms down. With a snap of his fingers, he made himself invisible and intangible as he phased through each wall following the sound of the TV. Discord knew Spike would be the only one home, but it never hurt to make sure so no one would walk in on any of their escapades. Listening to Twilight’s lectures had gotten boring after just a few seconds when he and Spike were caught in the past.
“Now you want to get a good stretch in cause we are gonna have you sweating!” A mare's voice said coming from the TV.
‘A work out tape?’ Discord considered as he popped his head through the last wall and his jaw dropped so quickly it disconnected from his head.
This had been one of the few times Discord, The God of Chaos, a literal physical incarnation of imbalance, disarray, and havoc had been left speechless. Before him was Spike, but not in usual attire as he was currently wearing a red sweatband, a hot-pink high cut belly shirt, and a black pair of the tightest pair of yoga pants he had ever seen on anyone.
It didn’t help that the purple and green dragon was on the bottom-heavy side, that Discord never complained about. Yet in those yoga pants his curved hips were perfectly defined in them. His round cheeks were outlined and appeared to have a lot more bounce to them than normal, and a big bulge in the front showed exactly what he was packing. The sight left Discord staring from how sexy the simple outfit made his boyfriend look.
“I still have a few hours before Discord will be here... should be able to get a workout in before then. Still got some baby fat to lose.” Spike stated as he looked at the clock on the wall which happened to be, unbeknownst to him, right near his new audience.
As the video walked him through even the basics of warm-ups and stretches, Discord had to put his jaw back into place. However, his eyes remained locked on the bouncing globes that would jiggle almost endlessly with each little movement. The thought ran through his mind to slap that bubble butt to watch larger ripples roll across those mesmerizing cheeks.
Spike let out a slight grunt as he bent over touch his toes, raising his rear into the air and putting greater strain on the pants that were already working hard to contain his thickness. Discord's arousal was already growing, but that made his south soldier snap to full attention easily with speeds that would make any other creature pass out from the blood rush. The gradient blues of his cock pulsed as he stared on at his unknowing love before him. The spirit had found himself nearing Spike unintentionally, his paw and claws wanting to grab and feel the smooth scales and the juiciness of the ass that was teasing him.
‘Control yourself! You don’t want to ruin such a great view too early!’ Discord mentally screamed at himself as he was now just behind Spike, just mere feet away from what he was desiring.
“Geez, I haven’t done this for a long time...” Spike said, now sweating a bit as he started laying on the ground and copying each move and instruction given to him from the video.
‘HOW ARE THOSE PANTS HOLDING ALL THAT IN!’ Discord questioned as the pants were holding on for dear life each time Spike stretched into a new pose.
The spirit twisted his eyes like binoculars to get a close look at the pants, and his jaw would have rolled across the floor if not for his tail catching it this time around. Spike’s movements stretched his tight pants, as the fabric tried to stay in one piece on him as it was pushed to its limits. It would be here where the spirit would see the drake was going commando, and those purple and green cheeks with just a few thin layers covering them.
Spike paused the video and reached for a nearby towel and bottle of water, and Discord licked his lips seeing Spike’s package being held tight by the crotch of the pants. The outline of his cock and balls were adorable to see but was definitely something a normal mare would drool at. His clawed hand wandered down to his own member and gave it a few strokes, his mind wandering off to how great it would feel to slide his meat between those voluptuous cheeks right now.
He thought of Spike pressing his rump against his lap as he hotdogged and teased his throbbing cock. While he watched on as the wobbling of his ass would never stop, as Spike ground against him, causing him to leak pre onto his ass and giving it more of shine as it mixed in with the sweat from his work out. How amazing it would be to slap his ass as the dripping sweat would fly off, the cute noises he would make as his ass was punished for being too fuckable and teasing Discord.
“Fuck...” the deity whispered as his cock started to leak pre onto the floor as he stroked himself eyes still locked on the scaled tease before him.
“Now, what’s next on this thing?” Spike says to himself as he starts the video again, warm up stretches having ended and now the real workout would begin.
“Now we are going to start with some cardio to get make use of your relaxed muscles. Start by jogging in place to this rhythm.” The mare on the video said as a generic 80’s workout song played and she starts jogging along to it.
Spike did the same, keeping the pace of his breathing rather well. Discord, meanwhile, was not, his drool mixing with the pre on the floor as he stroked a little more rapidly. His head followed along, watching the ass just feet away from him bounce even more than before. The tail rising and falling with it as well, and if it wasn’t for the clothing containing everything, he was sure the dragon’s cheeks would be clapping at this point.
“Now we are gonna do some squats to tighten those glutes!” The mare said as the jogging music slowly fades away, “And you want to go on this count...”
He voice faded away for the horny spirit right after the word ‘squats’ left her mouth. Spike’s groans as he followed the count and motions were now too much for Discord to handle, as he had moved without knowing until he was right behind his entertainment for the past 20 minutes. If it wasn’t for the natural dragon resistance to heat and the warmth from his own body, Spike surely would have noticed the warm, hot rod just hovering above his ass.
‘Even after all the times I enjoyed filling his ass to the brim with cum...how is it nearly intoxicating my senses?!’ The chaos of his mind went crazy trying to make any sense of the power his boyfriend had over him, and he never knew it.
He had to make sure Spike never figured out how he could easily get one over on the draconequus. Discord's mind was brought back as a certain sound filled the room; it was a noise that both parties knew what had happened. The sound of fabric being ripped at the seams.
His eyes snapped down to the source, and his pupils shrunk to near nothingness as he saw Spike’s ass fully exposed mid-squat. Cheeks spread and with a light layer of sweat, as his tight pucker was now exposed to the cool air of the room. The rip progressed on until the scaly orbs fell out of the self-destructing yoga pants, the only thing keeping them up being the elastic on Spike’s waist.
“Oh shit!” Spike yelped as he instinctively covered his ass, grabbing the pillow-like mounds that were now exposed, causing ripples through the voluptuous cheeks.
Discord lost it right then and there, his magic keeping him hidden failing as he let out a loud groan while his claw stroking himself came to a halt as he climaxed. His balls clutched closer to his body as his tip fired warm cum onto Spike’s bubble butt, coating it in the white fluid. Spike nearly jumped when Discord appeared behind him, but his fright turned into a blush as he saw and felt the cum covering his ass and lower back.
“D-Discord! What...why...” Spike was at a lost, but his blush grew on his entire face as he stood up and soon felt Discord push him against the TV in front of him.
Discord’s eyes were glazed over as his tip was twitching, while his blue cock was still harder than it had ever been. “You teased me too much...I need this...” he said in just a barely audible voice as his cock slapped before Spike’s cum covered cheeks.
Before Spike could argue, he moaned feeling Discord start humping against his butt, hips slapping against the plump roundness of his ass. He could feel his lover’s hands sinking into the softness of his rear, giving random squeezes and gropes as he pressed them around his steel rod that leaked more pre onto his already messy behind.
“Mmmph!” Spike bit his lip as he felt himself get hard in what remained of his pants, holding onto the TV that rocked with each thrust the larger bodied creature made against him.
“In a year I never knew how much I loved your thicc ass until today!” Discord grunted as he slowed his humping to rub his tip against Spike’s puckered rose.
Spike looked back, panting and moaning from both the workout and the secondary workout he was about be getting, as he felt Discord start pushing in and stretching him out, “M-My ass is that good huh? FUCK!”
Spike gasped and cried out in pleasure as Discord slammed himself balls deep in one go, letting their jewels slap against one another. He felt the paw and claw squeeze and jiggle his ass and hold onto what was left of the back of his yoga pants. Discord hit his furry chest against Spike’s back as he started to fuck his ass, the sounds of wet slapping filling the room and drowning out the still playing workout tape.
Sweat and cum flew into the air from Spike’s backside as he felt each ridge of the cock filling him. The scent of the room was filled with a mix of musk, sweat, and now smoke pouring from both of their nostrils. Discord’s hips were nearly a blur as he bit into one of Spike’s ear frills, his body starting to get sweaty from how hard he was going.
“I’m close Dissy!” The dragon cried out as his tongue rolled out and his eyes rolled back before his hubby took a handoff his rear and brought it back down hard on his jelly-like ass.
Spike eyes rolled back, then forth as his cock started cumming, his load so strong it easily dripped through the front of his pants, even though the mess was slightly more contained. Even with this, Discord didn’t seem like he was going to stop, as he took his little lover back onto a seat in the room and flipped them into a reverse piledriver, managing to never pull out of him once. Spike now looked up to see Discord's large orbs constantly rising and falling against him.
The cum from his ass trailed down his back, and Spike held onto Discord’s legs as he felt him abuse his ass. Seemingly with the goal of fucking it raw, as he shook with each collision of the draconequus’ hips to his ass. Yet, even chaos had to call it at some point, as Discord let out a blast of magic from between his horns, blowing a hole into the ceiling as he blew a final wave of semen.
“SPIKE!” Was the only word Discord got out as his balls drained themselves of what remained within them into the bottom heavy dragon.
Spike moaned, feeling each shot of cum flow into his abused passage, but there was so much more. He felt Discord pull out and thrust back in, causing the overflow to get past his cock and shoot onto Spike’s body and face, just oozing out from how much there was before the draconequus pulled out and let the last few drops just land wherever.
Discord melted into a puddle, leaving only his head as he panted heavily, then coming face to face with Spike who only stared back, also panting heavily.
“How long were you...”
“The entire time...”
“Why did you...”
“Your ass was too sexy...”
“Could have jus...”
“What fun is there in knocking?”
The two just stared at one another as they finally caught their breath. Soon, after minutes of silence, Spike thought about what Discord had said during the surprise session.
“So...you worship my butt now?” Spike said blushing.
Discord’s cheeks light up, “How can I not! Been with you a year, and have had sex several times! Yet somehow the power that ass has can rival my own magic!”
Spike stifled a giggle, “Well...if you behave yourself until after our date tonight...I’ll let you get another close look at it.”
Spike rolled off the seat he was on, and stood up, wobbling a little. “In the meantime...I need a shower.” He said, giving his tail a little wiggle out of the way so Discord could see his leaking hole teasing him again.
“Yoga pants should be illegal.” Discord said fully melting in his puddle to avoid losing his all ASScess pass later that night, “But maybe I should change his wardrobe around making them more permanent...”
Author's Note
Thank you all for reading this!
Thanks to a special Dispike group I am in on Discord I have found a passion for writing again!
