“Are you sure about this, Shining?” Spike asked as he watched Shining Armor load more equipment into the back of his truck. “I mean, none of us even like camping.”
“Spike.” Shining Armor turned back with a sigh. “Of course none of us like camping… no creature likes camping. You don’t camp because its fun, you do it because it’s a good chance to spend some time together away from T.V., computers and cell phones.” He loaded a trio of sleeping bags. “Dad needs to get out of the house; he’s been holed up ever since Mom, Twily, Cadence and Flurry took off on that overseas trip… we all have.” He headed back into the garage. “Last time I talked to him he seemed pretty down. I don’t think they’ve spent this much time apart before.” Grabbing one of the freshly purchased tents, he returned to the truck.
“It’s only been like three weeks.” Spike shrugged.
“You’re not married bro, you don’t get it.” He pointed to the remaining pile of stuff in the garage. “Now grab something and give me a hand.”
“Fine.” Spike conceded the point and started packing.
Once loaded up, Shining got them on the road and called their dad. After a few rings he finally picked up. “Yeah dad, we’re on our way now.” He listened for a moment. “Nope, I’ve got everything we need, just… pack us some drinks.” He waited some more. “Uh huh, okay. See you soon.” Shining lifted his butt and slid the phone back into his pocket.
“So where are we going?” Spike asked as he got comfortable.
“I found a cool little spot in the national forest just outside of the city limits.” Shining informed. “Plenty of good reviews online, should be pretty quiet this time of year.” He pulled out onto the freeway, heading northbound to his parents’ home in the outlying suburban areas. “We’ll only be a few days, just enough to shake the cobwebs.”
Barring some traffic, they pulled up in front of the house in just under two hours. Night Light was in the garage, relaxing on a stool next to his workbench as he waited for them to arrive. He hurried out into the driveway as they headed up and gave them both a hug. “Hey boys, how’ve you been?”
“Good.” Shining nodded. “But, it’s been slow with Cadence and Flurry out of the house. I figured you’ve been feeling the same way, that’s why I set this up.”
“Well, it has been pretty lonely in there without your mother.” Night Light admitted as he looked up at the two-story, ranch style home. “Guess I've been skulking around in there long enough.” He laughed it off and rustled the crest on Spike’s head. “How about you, Spike? Been living it up as the last bachelor in the family?”
“If you call sharing a three bedroom apartment with Snips and Snails living it up?” He rolled his eyes. “All my money goes to tuition and bills, so I’m not really partying all that hard.”
“Hey.” Night Light smiled knowingly. “I know it isn’t fun now, but once you’re done with college you’re going to be so much farther ahead.” He patted his shoulder. “I’m proud of you for toughing it out.”
“Thanks, dad.” Spike smiled at the welcome praise.
“I’ve got enough soda, water and beer to last us. “Night Light said proudly as he returned to the garage, wheeling out an insulated, 120 quart cooler. "I also rounded up my old fishing tackle."
“Nice.” Shining laughed, grabbing the other end of the cooler. They carried it back to the truck and nestled it, along with the rods and tackle box, amongst the other gear. “Let’s head out.”
Night Light hit the button on his keychain and closed the garage door, taking shotgun while Spike moved to the rear of the cab. Getting back on the road, the three of them caught up on recent events as the cityscape rolled by. The backdrop turned to dense pine as they exited the city and passed the border of the national forest. Once well within the territory, Shining drove into the camping grounds and paid the fee to access the area. He took a dirt road down towards the lake and parked in the unpaved lot that bordered the trails. Loading themselves up, they hiked along the trail and gradually moved off the path until finding a secluded spot to set up.
“This looks good.” Night Light lowered the rolling cooler as he surveyed the quaint little clearing.
“Yeah, not far from the lake and plenty of shade.” Shining Armor dropped his gear. “What do you think, Spike?”
“If it means I can put this stuff down, it’s perfect.” Spike sighed.
“It’s unanimous.” Night Light chuckled. “Let’s get set up.” As they unpacked, each began to set up their tent. Night Light finished pretty quickly and laughed to himself at the sight of Shining Armor and Spike pretending to know what they were doing. “You two doing okay?”
“Uh… yeah.” Shining said, half surely.
“He’s lying.” Spike barbed as he sat in the dirt, connecting the poles that formed the frame.
“Well you pitch a tent every time Rarity walks into the room, so you should be a master at this by now.”
“Hey!” Spike growled at the embarrassing tidbit.
“Easy.” Night Light went to Spike and began helping him along. “We just got here so don’t kill each other just yet.” Once Spike was ready to go, he set him on digging a fire pit while moving on to help Shining Armor. Using his sharp claws, Spike carved out a portion of the ground and surrounded it with a tight ring of rocks. Filling it with wood from the nearby trees, he sent his fiery breath down onto it to ignite the mound. “Heh, guess I didn’t need to bring my lighter.” Night Light walked over and patted his back. “Nice work, Spike.”
“Thanks.” Spike proudly sat beside his creation. “So what now?”
“Well, only a few hours of daylight left.” Night Light looked up through the trees. “I say we eat some lunch, maybe take a hike around the area.”
“Sure.” Shining Armor popped the cooler and began rifling through the food.
Finally able to relax and unwind, the three of them started to feel out the camping scene. Filling up on sandwiches, the trio headed back out onto the trail and made a round of the immediate, square mile area. As the sky darkened, Night Light made dinner while they boys lounged around the fire alternately consuming sodas and beers. Swapping stories both new and old, they carried on until their travel lagged bodies began to yearn for some rest. Ensuring the fire was secure, they made their way to their tents after a round of goodnights.
Shining tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable on the uneven forest floor. He eventually nodded off for an indeterminate amount of time before rousing to the sound of faint moaning. His eyes opened and he rolled onto this left side; a soft gasp escaped him at what he saw through the small window on the side of his tent. His dad’s tent was illuminated from the fire and Shining could see his silhouette. Night Light was stretched out on top of his sleeping bag and the long, black shadow of his stiff member stood tall. He was slowly stroking himself, his hand starting at the base and moving all the way to the tip before making a return trip. His panting and murmurs were mere whispers, barely audible over the crackling of the fire but audible none the less. The free left hand, wandered up and down his chest and occasionally between his thighs to massage his balls. Shining stared at the scene unblinking, knowing he should be looking away but unable to convince himself to do so. Without conscious thought, his hand sank into the sleeping bag, tugging his briefs down and massaging his hardening cock.
“What the hell am I doing?” Shining silently scolded himself as he rolled over, pulling his briefs back up. “Like eight reasons why this is wrong.” He stared at the opposite side of the tent, trying to forget what he saw; but his mind was brought back to it as the intensity of the moaning increased. Shining rolled back over and peered out the window; his father’s hand was moving faster now and his legs flexed and bent from the pleasure. He felt his loins spring back to life and out of sheer frustration he quietly shed his briefs and began masturbating right alongside his father. “Fuck.” He grunted. “Why is this so hot?” He asked as he matched his dad’s pace. Biting his lip to stay his rapid breathing, he did his utmost to keep a low profile as he inched ever closer to the edge. Night Light suddenly sat up, bracing himself on his left arm as he violently jacked himself. Head pointed to the sky and chest heaving, he let out a contained groan as he came. Shining watched the shadows of his load shoot out and across the tent, his eyes rolled back as he shot his own all over himself within the confines of the sleeping bag. He didn’t even try to contain it, he writhed in the bag as he kept working himself, the image of his father’s spurting cock clear as day in his mind. Shining came back to reality at the sound of Night Light’s tent unzipping; he immediately went still and listened as his father roamed about, no doubt looking for something to clean up with. “Shit.” He brought his hand up, a glazed mess. “Great.” His head fell back onto the hard ground as he waited for an opportunity to do the same.
Shining Armor awoke the next morning with a sore back and a stiff neck, the unforgiving ground having been most unkind to him. He heard activity outside the tent and peeked his head out the flap.
“Morning son.” Night Light waved as he prepared breakfast over the fire. “How’d you sleep?”
The question brought a quick reminder of what had transpired during the night. Shining Armor quickly shook the thoughts from his head and groaned. “Shitty.” He admitted.
“Ha, me too.” Night Light laughed. “Haven’t been outdoors like this in a long time, still trying to shake the camping rust off.”
Shining Armor stood and stretched, looking back and Spike’s tent. “Spike up?”
“Don’t think so.” Night Light shook his head. “Can you get him up?”
“Yeah.” Shining wandered over to the purple tent and kicked the side. “Hey, up and at ‘em squirt.” Rustling could be heard from within and Spike’s head soon emerged. “Dad’s making food.”
“Alright.” Spike yawned.
“So, what do you boys want to do today?” Night Light asked.
“Leaving that up to you.” Shining answered as he sat by the fire.
“Okay, guess this is a good day to break out the fishing equipment.” He said with a keen smile.
“Fishing it is.” Shining nodded, closing his eyes again. “We can rent a boat.”
“Ponies don’t even eat fish.” Spike noted as he joined them.
“It’s not about eating them, it’s about the sport.” Night Light proclaimed.
“That’s the daddes’t thing I’ve ever heard.” Spike sighed.
After breakfast, they grabbed the rods, tackle and portable cooler and headed for the lake. Stopping at the small, lakeside general store they bought worms and stink bait for their excursion and proceeded to the dock. Activity was mild so there were plenty of boats to spare; renting one for half a day, the trio motored their way out into the center of the water in a spot well away from others.
“Alright, let’s see if I remember how to do this.” Night Light laughed to himself as he pulled out a worm from the Styrofoam container and began threading it onto the hook.
“Stay still!” Shining commanded as the agile annelid wriggled in his hand.
“I say we cut out the middle man and just eat these.” Spike slurped his worm down.
“That’s gross, and those are supposed to be for the fish.” Shining noted with a judgmental eye.
“Fine.” Spike encased his treble hook with stink bait and cast his line.
Once Night Light and Shining Armor got their lines set, they cracked open a couple beers and settled down on the mildly padded seats. The warm sun, gentle breeze and distant sounds of other campers made for a relaxing time as the family triad drank and talked the time away. Night Light pulled in a pair of decent sized bass while Shining Armor reeled in a beautiful rainbow trout. As Spike began to grow despondent over the lack of activity on his end, his pole wrenched forward as something large took hold of his hook.
“Shit!” Spike lunged forward and grabbed the rod.
“Whoa.” Shining hurried over and watched the 20lbs test line violently zip back and forth.
“Careful now.” Night Light said as he joined them. “Don’t fight him or the line will break, let him tire himself out before you start reeling.”
“Right.” Spike grunted as he strove to keep the pole steady. The intense battle carried on for almost ten minutes before a heavy swell disrupted the water's surface.
“It’s huge.” Shining noted as he caught a glimpse of the slimy body.
“It’s a catfish.” Night Light gripped Spike's shoulder. “Keep it up.” The fight went on and as Spike pulled the fish near the boat the line suddenly snapped; he fell back and smacked his head on the seat.
“Aw man.” Shining groaned as he watched the fish begin to swim back down.
“Ha ha, now that’s a ‘one that got away’ story for the books.” Night Light applauded.
“Screw that!” Spike shouted as he stood and ripped his shirt off. “Get back here!” He dove into the water and disappeared beneath the surface.
“Spike!” Night Light looked down into the water but it was too murky to see much.
After nearly a minute, Shining Armor gave his father a concerned look. “You don’t think… the fish won do you?”
The water exploded and Spike flew into the air with his prize held tight in his arms. He landed in the boat, breath heavy but with the satisfied smile of a predator. “Ha!” He dropped the impressive specimen for them to see.
“Alright, son.” Night Light said proudly.
“A little overboard, don’t you think?” Shining asked.
“After all that work you think I’d let him get away?” Spike asked in return.
“Okay, easy killer.”
“Well, it’s your catch.” Night Light noted. “What do you want to do? Ponies may not eat fish but dragons certainly do, if you want him for dinner he’s all yours.”
Spike looked down at the huge, undoubtedly old catfish. “Nah, that’s okay. I’ll put him back.” He hefted the fish and stared into its eyes. “You were a worthy adversary, may we meet again on the battlefield.” With that bit of poetry, Spike tossed it back into the lake.
“Very sporting of you.” Night Light rubbed his head.
Deciding they couldn’t top what just happened, they took the boat back to the dock and returned to the campsite. As the late afternoon faded into night, Shining Armor whipped up dinner for the three of them. By the end of the meal, they each had about a six pack in them and were enjoying a comfortable buzz beneath the stars. Spike crawled into his tent while Night Light and Shining Armor sat by the fire.
“Here.” Shining handed his dad a bottle of water.
“Good idea.” Night Light chuckled, taking a long drink. “This is nice.” He looked up with a long sigh. “Thanks, I needed this.”
“We both did.” Shining gulped down half his bottle. “He won’t admit it, but so did Spike.”
“It’s kind of crazy.” Night Light said in whimsical thought. “I remember being on the road all the time and completely used to being on my own. But now, your mother leaves for less than that month and I feel like a part of me is missing.”
“Yeah.” Shining Armor nodded. “Cadence and Flurry are my life now. Feels weird not having them near me all the time. Never really notice how big the bed is until they aren’t in it with you.” He laughed.
“Got that right.” Night Light concurred. “I do miss her touch.”
“Yeah, I noticed last night.” Shining Armor admitted in his inebriated state.
“Oh.” Night Light sucked air through his teeth. “Sorry, I…. figured you were asleep.”
“It’s okay. I mean, I’m right there with you.” He thought as the words left his mouth. “Thinking about Cadence though, not… not about mom.”
“I would hope so.” Night Light laughed as he patted his head. “I think you need to sleep the booze off.”
“Maybe you’re right.” He nodded slowly as he rose and headed for his tent. Night Light cleared the area around the fire and made sure the pit was secure before headed for his own.
Late in the night, Shining Armor awoke again in a partly hungover state. Silently wishing for his mattress, he sat up and popped his neck. A familiar sound made its way into his ears and as he rubbed his eyes he shimmied over to the small window. As before, he could see his father’s shadow playing against the tent and just like last time he was eagerly pleasuring himself. Unlike last time, however, he was sitting up and much closer to the side of the tent.
“Again?” Shining Armor asked himself as he watched; once more his hand lowered and he grabbed at himself, roughly squeezing the bulge in his briefs. As he held his gaze, he noticed the angle of his father’s head change as if looking at him. “Huh?” Shining Armor laid back down flat. “Did he… see me?” He whispered to himself. Night Light’s shadow puppetry continued as he grabbed the base of his cock and waved it back and forth like a flag in a rather inviting manner, concluding with a short wave to his suspected watcher. Shining Armor sat back up and slowly crawled out of his tent; he crept over to his father’s tent and slowly opened the flap.
“I had a feeling you were watching.” Night Light admitted with a half-smile.
“Sorry… I…” Shining Armor fumbled for words. “Well, there’s no way to make this not weird.”
“Not really.” Night Light laughed. “Blame it on the beer?”
“That sounds like a plan.” His eyes drifted down to the thick length of stallion bobbing in front of him.
Despite his hesitance, Night Light reached out and took his son’s arm; guiding his hand over to his shaft. Shining Armor reflexively took hold and gripped it firmly, quickly giving his dad an unsure look. “Go ahead.” He offered, loving the feel of a hand that was not his own.
Shining Armor got closer and sat on his knees, moving his hand up and down the rigid phallus. His opposite hand yanked the front of his briefs down, his already leaking cock flopping out. “Fuck.” He mumbled to himself, amazed at how hard he was from this outlandish situation. Pressing his tip into his father’s hanging balls, he stroked himself in tandem as his hand moved faster. “Is that… good?” He asked nervously.
“Yeah.” Night Light nodded with a soft moan. Growing more aroused, Shining Armor licked his lips as he watched the glistening pre build up on the head. Without warning, he took his father into his mouth; sucking and rolling his tongue around the tip. “Whoa!” Night Light stammered in surprise, his eyes rolling back at the amazing pleasure. He gently reached out and dug his fingers into Shining Armor’s mane, pushing his hips up into the warm muzzle wrapped around his length. “You’ve… got your mother’s mouth.” He said, half-jokingly and half astounded. “That feels great.” His breath staggered as he felt his climax coming on. The passionate build up was interrupted by the sharp sound of a snapping branch. Shining Armor raised his head and looked to the side; Night Light, right at the edge, came back down as his head rolled over to the direction of the noise.
“Shit.” A muffled voice could be heard.
“Spike?” Night Light asked.
“Uh…. no.” The voice surely retorted.
“Really?” Shining rolled his eyes.
“You might as well come in.” Night Light chuckled.
Spike’s silhouette became clearer as he slowly rounded the tent and shyly crept inside. Wearing only a shirt, his ridged penis was fully erect despite his attempts to cover it up. “Hey.” He said shallowly.
“Didn’t know I raised a couple of voyeurs.” Night Light smiled as he looked over his boys.
“Sorry, I just wanted to… do it too.” He meekly admitted. “I mean, you love me too right?”
Night Light was a bit taken by the question. “Of course, Spike. Just as much as Shining.”
Spike smiled and sat down, opening his legs and reaching down to his ass. “Then… can you…?”
“Are you sure?” Night Light asked.
“Y… yeah.” He nodded. “I’ve kind of always wanted to try it.”
Night Light went over to him as he laid fully on his back; he glanced over to Shining Armor and pointed to his pack. “Hand me the oil in the side pocket.”
“Sure.” Shining Armor dug until he found a bottle of baby oil that was typically used for moisturizing. Tossing it over, Night Light caught it and poured it over his cock. Spike eagerly lifted his knees and raised his hips, his tail wiggling back and forth across the ground.
“Okay. If it’s too much, tell me.” Night Light instructed as he began swabbing Spike’s virgin hole with his oil soaked tip.
“I will.” Spike promised.
Night Light pushed against his entrance, slowing massaging the tight hole and goading it into opening. Pressing harder, he heared Spike gasp as he finally went in; he gave him a moment to relax before feeding more of himself inside. “Ahh.” Night Light breathed deeply through his nose at the feeling. “Still good?”
“Yeah.” Spike’s toes curled as he groaned in delight at being stretched; he quickly began stroking himself and huffing into the dirt as his head fell to the side. Night Light began to gently fuck him, leaning forward and thrusting deep into his ass with measured rhythm. Tight as a vice and warm as an oven, he closed his eyes and lost himself in the sensation.
“Damn… he can really take it.” Shining Armor muttered as he jacked himself; Spike’s soft mewls as his father took him making him hard again. He slowly made his way over to Spike’s head and dangled his cock before his brother’s nose. Spike’s eyes slid up and driven by the heat of the moment he opened his mouth wide. Shining Armor accepted the invite and pushed his need wracked dick into Spike’s waiting maw. “Oh fuck.” Shining Armor laid over his upper body and braced himself on his hands; working his hips and fucking Spike’s mouth. Spike moaned around the mouthful of stallion and began frantically jerking himself off; overwhelmed at the feeling of being filled from both ends. His body spasmed and he started cumming all over himself, shot after shot flying up his chest and even to his neck. Shining Armor could feel the heated grunts vibrating him and he rapidly built up. “I’m close, Spike.”
“Same here.” Night Light panted as he firmly held Spike's slender waist and increased his tempo.
Spike pulled his mouth away and dreamily stared up at the roof of the tent, claws digging into the ground. "On me.” He managed through a desperate moan. "Do it on me." Shining Armor aimed himself at Spike’s face, his hand a near blur as it worked his shaft. Night Light pulled out and aimed up his belly, doing much the same. The tent filled with guttural pleasure as the two stallions brought themselves off and coated Spike’s lithe body in hot cum. The cum drunk dragon ran his claws up and down his frame, spearing his smooth scales in their seed. He licked his beak and began rubbing himself again, using a claw full of his father’s semen as lube.
“Wow.” Shining Armor said breathlessly. “I needed that.”
“That was great.” Spike huffed.
“Better than jerking it to that picture of Rarity you keep on your phone, huh?” Shining Armor laughed.
“Shut up!” Spike glared up at him through sticky eyes.
“And right back to normal.” Night Light chortled to himself.
“Actually, that looked like it was pretty intense.” Shining Armor patted Spike’s head. “Can… I give it a go?” He looked across at his dad, seeing that he was still hard.
“Well, no such thing as too far now I suppose.” Night Light shrugged. Shining Armor went to him and turned, getting on his hands and knees for him. Taking the bottle of oil, he dumped some of it on his son’s ass and spread it around with his cock. He emptied the rest of the bottle onto Shining's back and tossed it aside. With all the bizarreness of the incestuous affair behind them, Night Light was ready to go full bore now to satisfy himself. “Ready?”
“Go ahead.” Shining nodded surely.
Night Light repeated the process he performed on Spike, slowly working himself inside and then sinking deep. The larger brother was able to take all of him and he hilted himself inside his son with ease. “Mmm, you’ve got your mother’s ass too.” He noted as he gripped Shining Armor’s hips. Spike watched as his elder sibling was roughly taken, his oiled body flexing as he tried to steady himself under the lustful assault. He grunted and whined as his head fell to the dirt, his cock rock hard again and beating against the ground like a war drum. Night Light reached up and grabbed his son’s mane, pulling his head back as he fucked him; his face twisted in pleasure as he gratified his need.
“Fuck!” Shining Armor moaned as his prostate was battered. “I’m… I’m cumming!” His dangling cock began spurting into the soil as he reached his first hands free orgasm. “Fuck me! God, fuck me!” He begged as his father literally fucked the cum out of him.
“Shining!” Night Light pounded his ass, teeth grit and breath heavy. He pushed his head down into the ground, claiming him as if her were a mare. “Take it, son!” He yelled as he emptied his balls into Shining's guts. Spike doubled over as he came again, bringing himself off to the hardcore display. Finally spent, Night Light pulled out and sat back; he looked up at the tent ceiling and panted in exhaustion.
Shining Armor rolled off of his sore knees, his ass seeping onto the ground as his body pushed out the thick fluid. “Man.” He said through a short breath. “I haven’t gotten off that hard in a long time.”
“Going to have Cadence start pegging you?” Spike laughed. “She basically wears the pants in the relationship anyway so she might as well.”
“You’re lucky I’m too wiped to get up.” Shining Armor eyed him menacingly.
“Okay, cease fire.” Night Light silenced them. “How about we get cleaned up and grab a drink?”
“Yeah, good idea.” Spike looked down at the drying mess on his chest. Using some towels and the water accumulated in the cooler, they were able to get reasonably clean. Taking the last few drinks from the cooler, they sat around the weakening fire and relaxed under the sound of the early morning birds.
“Can’t say this trip went like I expected.” Night Light noted. “But I definitely feel better.”
“Same here.” Shining agreed. “We should make this a regular thing, like a ‘guys’ night.”
“That could be nice.” Night Light nodded. “Just remember to play it down when you bring it up to the ladies.”
“Huh?” Shining eyed him questioningly.
“Let me tell you something about mares.” Night Light looked to him with an experienced smile. “Never let them know you had a great time without them.” He warned with a laugh. “Whatever you did, it was okay, but you missed her the whole time.”
“Gotcha.” He nodded.
“Hey, the sun will be up soon.” Night Light observed as he stood. “How about we get a good view of it?”
“That sounds pretty cool, actually.” Spike took to the idea.
“I’m in.” Shining Armor got to his hooves and followed. They returned to the lake, the eastern sky just beginning to take on a warm glow as the sun began to breach the trees. The three of them sat on a hefty rock that rested on the beginning of the trail’s gentle slope towards the water. “Ow.” Shining flinched as he sat, his rear still sore from the beating it took earlier.
“Ha ha, walk it off, son.” Night Light slapped his back solidly. Within minutes the sun began to crest over the horizon, the fresh morning light bouncing off of the lake water causing it to sparkle. He took a deep breath of the morning air and put his arms around the two of them. “Now this is something you can’t see in the suburbs.” Night Light pulled them into him. “Thanks for this. Love you boys.”
“Love you too dad.” Shining Armor smiled, resting his head on his shoulder.
“Yeah, love you too.” Spike added as he nestled into his side, their eyes affixed to the morning sky.
Author's Note
This is my first attempt at anything M/M, so feel free to be honest. 
