A Twink, A Dominatrix and A Husband

Shining Armor was not gay. He most certainly never found himself fantasizing about stallions, nor had he ever experienced what it was like to be intimate with one. He was a playboy in the academy. Not promiscuous but definitely overt in who and what he desired. Yep. He was straight all right… although, he wasn’t so sure about that anymore.

As of late, he found his eyes constantly drawn to Thorax. His feminine curves, his soft falsetto voice, his vibrant colors, and the unconscious swing in his hips that accompanied his steps. It most certainly didn't help Shining any that the changeling's clothing emphasised all of his attractive qualities.

Despite being a King, and being in the Crystal Empire, Thorax wore an ill-fitting short sleeved shirt which seemed two sizes too small, and revealed the changelings somewhat muscled abs and his flat feminine chest. He also wore a small set of yoga pants which showed off his lean hips and well toned legs.

When Shining Armor had asked him why he was dressed like that, Thorax had replied with: "These were the clothes I wore last time I was in the Empire, and I got kinda sentimental. Besides, that king's clothing is a bit to much for me to wear 24/7."

Shining Armor's internal plight did not go unnoticed by Cadance. Every time the changeling bent over to tie his laces or sauntered ahead of her husband, Cadance would always catch a glance of Shining ogling the changeling’s cute rump.

Normally, Cadance would be furious at her husband. Sure, they were married. And Shining Armor was definitely not the cheating type. But, like most spouses, Cadance became jealous at the prospect of not being the sole earner of her husband’s affection and attraction.

However, she found herself rather... aroused by the prospect, if she was being honest with herself. Thorax was not some random bimbo that was out on the street. He was a nice and kind changeling male, that the two of them had taken in, practically raised him in the ways of friendship and love, and had seen him save not only them, but all of Equestria from Queen Chrysalis.

The Princess of Love didn’t even need to rely on her credentials to tell Thorax was a virgin. Quite obviously so. She even went so far as to say that Thorax was so naive, he didn't even know what sex was.

Ideas began to float through her head. Putting Thorax and Shining in a room together, giving them the slightest push in the right direction, namely towards each other. She pictured it. Letting them go at it. Her husband and the changeling monarch. It would be amazing. Hot too! Definitely one of the most erotic mental images she had conjured for a long time.

Of course, she had to make sure. She knew Thorax was bisexual. He had told her himself. Changelings didn't really have a concept of ‘gay’ or ‘straight’ and that all changelings were attracted to both genders. They weren’t exactly given the freedom of choice when it came to who their love came from.

Now, all she needed to do was to make sure that Shining was the same way, and she - being well versed in love and lust’s machinations - knew a very good way of making 100% sure. All that she’d need to do is call in a favor from her Aunt...

It was a very hot day in the Crystal Empire. Hotter than any day before it in fact. The majority of the Crystal Ponies were walking around in their lightest clothes, and the very few pools in the usually cold Empire were absolutely swimming with customers..

Pun Intended

Thorax, Cadance, Flurry Heart and Shining Armor were currently at one of those pools. Most of the ponies who had sat near them had moved to the other end of the sitting area. Not out of some archaic fear of upsetting their beloved monarchs with their mere presence, but rather, they were kind of afraid of the Changeling King.

Bad reputations and all that.

Cadance had decided to go swimming in her most modest swimsuit: a red one piece. This wasn’t done out of some kind of chasteness, but rather, it served to make her less delectable a sight. After all, she didn’t want to distract her husband from the true prize of the day, and it was certainly working.

Shining, who was wearing a set of blue swim trunks, was actively fighting with himself to not look at Thorax while sitting on a reclined pool chair in the sitting area. He was constantly glancing between a book he was reading and Thorax, and it was easy to see why.

Thorax didn't bring any swimming suits with him to the Crystal Empire, for good reason of course, so Cadance had volunteered to help him out by buying him some in town. Said swim suit was a cyan speedo.

Thorax, being the innocent virgin that he was, failed to notice anything suspicious about that. The way it hugged is ass, accentuated the bulge between his legs, and he definitely failed to notice all the gawks he was getting from both mares and the occasional confused stallion. After a bout of swimming, he was currently floating near the pool’s edge with a smile on his face, relaxing under the hot day’s sun with a contented sigh.

Cadance decided it was now or never. Now would be the time to spring her trap. The Crystal Princess slowly walked to Thorax's side, sitting down at the edge of the pool to get close enough for him to hear her. "Hey Thorax, can you get out of the pool for a second." She spoke with a hushed tone, the suspiciousness of her voice was offset by her rather genuine smile.

"Oh. Sure!" Thorax said happily as he stood up, the water falling off him and giving his green and orange carapace a gleaming luster, the gems on his lower neck twinkled in the sunlight.

Cadance noticed that Shining brought the book closer to his face in response, obviously trying not to stare.

The Crystal Princess smiled once more and signaled for Thorax to follow her to the snack bar.

"So, is the swim suit ok?" She asked, trying to make small talk.

"They’re ok..." Thorax began, a little disheartened that he had ill things to say about Cadance’s gift. "A little tight though," he complained, adjusting the tight speedo around his crotch. The changeling hadn’t noticed how tightly his speedo hugged his cock, the flaccid member was almost perfectly outlined in the latex, leaving extremely little to the imagination.

"Oh, sorry about that." She said, not entirely listening to the changeling’s complaints, too focused on the plan ahead.. "Anyway, is there anything you want here?" She asked as she lead him to the popsicle stand. Immediately, the changeling was overcome with a childlike wonder as he looked over the selection, and if Cadance knew him well, she knew he would make the right choice for her plan...

"Oooh, A blue raspberry one. That's my favorite flavor!" Thorax said happily. Cadance looked over at it. It was the perfect shape. Long, thick, and juicy. If Cadance was a cartoonishly maniacal villain, she would have thrown her head back in boisterous laughter.

Cadance walked up to the stand. "Can I buy a raspberry popsicle, and two ice cream sandwiches?" Cadance asked with a smile.

"C-certainly." The mare behind the stand said in fluster, momentarily taken by the arousing sight of the changeling in front of her; handing the two monarchs their frozen treats, retreating off somewhere private after they departed.

After the exchange, the pair went back to the pool, over to Shining Armour and Flurry. Cadance was calculating, sitting with her back to the pair by the pool where Flurry was paddling in the shallow end. That way, Shining could gawk all he wanted. She handed one of the ice cream sandwiches over to Flurry Heart, who cooed in appreciation and immediately started devouring it on her mother’s knee.

Shining Armor started to nervously shake. He tried his hardest to keep from glancing over at Thorax, as the changeling unwrapped the big, long, hard popsicle… it may have been embellished in his mind.

The changeling smiled, before he brought it to his mouth and gave it a long lick across the smooth underside, from base to tip, his forked tongue being covered by the deep blue juices. He suckled on the tip, releasing it from his puckered lips with an audible pop, humming in delight as he licked his frozen treat. Shining Armor's had ceased to breath during the entire oral exchange, his mind very easily picturing his own ‘popsicle’ in Thorax’s hands, at the receiving end of that tongue…

Cadance smiled when she glanced over her shoulder, seeing what she expected happened precisely as she had planned it. Her husband’s stare was hungry, and she doubted that before now the unicorn had ever been as jealous of a lolly as he had now.

Thorax did this several more times, the naive bug giving a show of a lifetime to the white coated stallion. He continued to run his tongue from the bottom, to the tip, lashing the delectable sweetness; giving hums of appreciation at the abrosiactic taste. "Mmmm. This is really good. The popsicles here are so big." He said, a small bit of juice leaking from the corner of his mouth, and dropping onto his chest, and trailed down his belly...

That is when he did something that completely broke down any barrier Shining Armor might have had, and honestly shocked Cadance as well.

The Changeling King wrapped his mouth around the tip of the popsicle, and with one movement, without even gagging, slid the frozen rod of raspberry sweetness into his maw. The finesse of the act made even Cadance jealous. He sucked on the entire thing at once for a couple seconds before he pulled it out, his previously green lips painted blue. He licked said lips and hummed in delight, before he did it again… and again… and again!

Shining Armor's mouth dropped just as his cock rose. His member, which he had been fighting with all of his will to keep down, sprang up and gave him an easily visible tent in his pants. The throbbing meat, the ‘pride’ of an empire and the prince’s most royal ‘sceptre’ stood, at full attention, a flagpole in his shorts. Thorax's smile fell before he slowly turned his head to Shining Armor.

"I... Is something wrong? Am I doing something bad?" Thorax asked nervously. He was clearly frightened by the unicorn’s reaction.

Cadance needed to diffuse the situation. Fast.

"No, of course not." She said with a knowing grin, one which was meant to serve to ease the changeling. She then pointed a glare at her husband, pretending to be angry, she said in a hushed tone, "Maybe you should go to the restroom to, uh, ‘lower the mast’?"

In reality, Cadance was thrilled. It proved exactly what she wanted. Thorax and Shining would definitely be in for quite the night tonight. Cadance looked back to Flurry, her daughter still preoccupied with the ice cream to notice the dark smile her mother wore as Shining took off to relieve himself.

"All according to plan..." She said to herself, proud.

Shining was quick to rush to the restrooms. He found a stall, and ran inside of it, slamming shut the door and locking it behind himself as he plopped his rear down on the closed toilet seat and started to pant, his breath held for Celestia knows how long.

“Holy shit…” He said to himself, at complete disbelief with himself. He felt as though he hardly knew himself anymore. Between long, drawn out pants, he said, “Am I gay? No, wait, what was the word... wait… bisexual? Bisexual! I don’t know…”

Shining’s existential crisis was interrupted by the prominent throbbing of his member. Which, despite his crisis of self, was insistent for his attention. Reluctantly, he dropped his swim trunks around his ankles, his fat rod sprang free, slapping against his belly. It was engorged and pulsing at great speed, already leaking precum. He stared at it with a mix of arousal and disgust, at disbelief that the young changeling of all people was enough to make him like this.

The changeling was more than a friend to the unicorn. Heck, Shining would even venture to say that the two were family to some extent. Which only made Shining all the more guilty when he wrapped his hand around his fat twitching cock, the memory of the young lost changeling all those years ago was quickly replaced with the more recent images of his sexy ass moving with his steps, the sensual sway, the lithe body and recent sight of him deepthroating a large blue popsicle…

Shining began to pump his hand up and down, slowly, sweat appearing on his brow. He imagined the monarch on his knees before him, his own cock replacing the image of the popsicle the changeling was nursing earlier. The picture of Thorax staring up at him with needy eyes alone was enough to make his dick twitch, but the instant that imaginary Thorax wrapped his mouth around Shining’s cock, the unicorn involuntarily thrust into his own hand, his turgid grey column leaking out a pea-sized drop of pre. Precum aided his hand in gliding up and down his shaft, picturing himself using Thorax’s antlers for leverage as his cock thrust in and out of the changeling’s maw, his large full balls smacking into his chin as he fucked the monarch’s face with lustful abandon.

Like a horny teen, the images changed rapidly in his head. Before he had even finished in Thorax’s mouth, he imagined the changeling bent over the bed, with Shining behind him, the changeling shaking his rear lustily, begging for it to be filled. That same rear, although belonging to a male, had been taunting him for weeks with how full and grabbable it was. He felt gratified in mind when, finally, the tip of his cock made contact with the tight, untouched ring, of the changeling’s ass. A grunt followed, the quick imagine of himself penetrating the bug flashed in his mind, his hand beating against his mons at a rapid pace, the sound of hand smacking against flesh sounded out loudly in the restroom; Shining uncaring that his grunts and moans were loud.

His thighs trembled as lust overcame him, his cock beaten raw his pre slicken hand glided from tip to base at a never before seen pace. What sent the unicorn over the edge into pleasure’s depthless ocean, was the sound of Thorax calling out his name in sheer, unmatched ecstasy.

Shining arched his back, jutting his hips forward, his cock firing out rope after rope of his thick viscous seed as he came. He painted the stall door white with weeks of pent up cum, his legs clenched as he allowed himself to bathe in his orgasm, his body limp, even as seed continued to come from the tip of his softening member in a steady dribble; panting.

Whilst he sat there, in the toilet stall, shorts around his ankles, cum just about everywhere, he found a part of him cast in thought. The typical things assaulted him. ‘I’m disgusting.’ ‘I shouldn’t have done that.’ ‘This is so wrong.’ However, despite these thoughts flashing in his mind, they were still joined by the imagine of Thorax between his legs, and a longing for that sight to become reality kindled in his core…