Author's Note

Things that needed to be said, are finally said,
but what will this mean for the friendship of one pony and one griffon?

Friendly Fire

Half an hour later, an exhausted Silverstream collapsed on top of Gallus.

The sweaty griffon held her and panted, his tongue hanging out of his beak as his balls twitched with his orgasm.

From Sandbar’s position, the pony could see how Gallus’ ball-like knot had locked the griffon to the hippogriff. He tried to ignore the strange sensations coursing through his confused young brain, but his own dick twitched, telling him that what he had just witnessed was one of the hottest things in the history of Equestria.

Gallus whispered to the griffmare, “You okay, Silver?”

She cooed drunkenly, “Oh yeah, Queen Novo, I am doing just peachy… I just need to sleep now.” Then, she passed out, cute snores exiting her beak as she slept off her five consecutive matings in the space of just one night.

Gallus just groaned as he realized he had to put up with her dead weight until his knot was done, which would take at least thirty minutes. He picked up the sound of hoofsteps approaching. He looked to the side.

A deeply blushing Sandbar stood over the couple, “Dang, ya knocked her out stone cold, Gally.”

The griffon scoffed, “Don’t give me all the credit, dude. You had more time with her… obviously.”

Sand couldn’t stop himself looking down where he could see some of his own jizz had dripped out of Silver and stained Gallus’ fur, before he looked back up at his equally blushing friend, “Yeah… she kept wanting more, we even did it once with her as a seapony, that was fun… four times.” He sat down, his hindlegs suspiciously crossed.

Gallus just had to laugh, “We made your dick hard, huh?”

Sand just nodded in defeat, “You already know how I feel about you, dude. Seeing you in action, this up close, seeing Silver so into it, knowing” he had to say it, “you were balls deep in my jizz… fuck, it was the hottest thing.”

Gallus petted the sleeping hippogriff while he thought about what he could say. He chuckled, “Yeah, it fuckin’ was. Best fuckin’ thing I ever felt. Silver was amazing, but she always is.” he sounded like he was about to tear up, “but knowing you were there… in that way.” he couldn’t say it, so instead, “Fuck.”

Sandbar was already there, tearing up as if this tiny revelation could somehow hurt their brotherly bond they’d had. He sniffed, “S-s-s-so, we are gay, at least for each other, but we still like girls… is that even a thing?”

Gallus looked at Sandbar, “That’s called being bi, Sand.”

Sandbar laughed in tears, “Oh… there is.”

The griffon sighed, “Ya had the sheltered life, huh?”

Sand shook his head as he wiped his tears away, “N-no, not at all… I mean, Mom and Dad never talked to me about this stuff, beyond finding your special somepony, and starting a family with her. They never said anything about him, though.”

Gallus sighed, “That’s just… typical. Parents want ya to be happy with someone who can support ya.”

Sand looked down at Gallus, “I thought you didn’t have a family.”

The griffon sighed, “Well, it’s not like I was born that way.”

Sand sniffed, “Really?”

Gallus looked away, “Yeah, but I’d rather not say, least not with Silver here.” He turned his head back to Sand, “Next time we’re alone.”

Sand smiled and nodded, “Okay.” he tilted his head, “So, are ya gonna be okay lying there or…?”

Gallus gave his knot a test pull, “It’s gone down a little, but she’s still real tight there.” He blushed before he looked up, “Maybe you could help?”

The pony’s eyes rapidly shot to his friend’s crotch then back to his face before he nervously asked, “With what?”

Gallus just said it, “You could, maybe, use your hooves to ease me out of her, if ya just give a little squeeze there.” He rose his hips to show the messy junction between himself and Silver.

Sand couldn’t believe what he was hearing, “S-s-s-so, you want me to squeeze your knot until you pop out of Silver?”

Gallus shrugged, “I mean, hey, if this is the direction we’re goin’, you’ll have ta get used to touching my junk, then.”

Sand blushed at that notion, “Um, okay.” He trotted around until he was directly behind Silver and Gallus. His eyes fell right to his best friend’s balls, the griffon’s fur stained with his cum, the fat knot making Silver’s pussy protrude.

Gallus impatiently called out, “Anytime now, Sandy.”

Sand psyched himself up, “It’s for your friend,” before answered back, “Okay.” He leaned a little lower, his nostrils flared as they were bombarded by the griffon’s strong musk. He felt that twitch, but ignored it for now. He kneeled on his hindlegs before he reached with his front hooves. He felt Gallus’ firm knot, surrounded by Silver’s soft, pliable outer labia. With his hooves, he began to gently tug on his friend’s knot.

Gallus sucked in air through his beak, not believing this had finally come. He suppressed the groan as his cock was given a gentle tug.

Sandbar continued to carefully tug on his friend’s locked member, tongue sticking out the corner of his mouth as the determined pony worked to free his friend from Silver’s sweet-smelling pussy.

Gallus fought the need to thrust or grind. The pony’s hooves were surprisingly soft on his privates.

Sand’s eyes widened once he had successfully eased part of his best friend’s knot out of the griffmare’s vulva. He leaned in closer as he eased more of it out.

Gallus was panting. He hadn’t expected Sandbar to be so gentle. He could feel himself about to… he opened his beak to try and warn Sandbar, “Uh, Sand-”

Sandbar had already successfully pulled more of the shrinking knot out of Silver, “I did it!” he said in triumph.

Gallus groaned, “Oh, fuck…”

The knot, followed by the rest of his shaft, slid right out of Silver’s pussy, just as his cock pulsed then shot a string of fresh cum, right in Sandbar’s face.

The pony was hit point blank by friendly fire, “WAH!” then sat up instantly as the cock continued to shoot more of the griffon’s cum. Some of it flew wildly, some hit Sandbar who was too stunned to move out of the way.

Gallus didn’t even have to see. He heard his friend’s shocked cry and he knew exactly what just happened. His impromptu climax promptly died down, then the griffon gently pushed Silver off of his prone body.

She continued to snore as she was deposited softly onto the floor, “Terramar… why are you watching Daddy and Uncy? Why is your thingy so big?” She muttered in her sleep.

Gallus sat right up and immediately his blue eyes widened as they fell on Sandbar.

The pony sat there before him, a hoof raised, quivering slightly as the griff’s cum stained his snout. His barrel, his raised hoof, his mane, all had some of Gallus staining his green fur. Sand absentmindedly licked the cum on his snout, before he finally spoke, “So… that just happened.”

The griffon didn’t know where to laugh, cry, or just outright bury his face in the carpet, “Did you just lick my-”

The pony continued to quiver in a bundle of confused emotions, “I did…”

The griffon reached a paw forward.

Sandbar stopped him, “Don’t! Don’t touch… just…” he didn’t know what he was feeling right now.

Gallus felt bad now. He looked at his friend and asked, “Are ya gonna be okay?”

Sand sniped back at him, “Gally!” he inhaled then exhaled, “I-” tears filled the corners of his eyes, “I don’t know what I wanna do more right now…”

Gallus listened to the normally chill, friendly pony he had formed such a strong bond with over just this past year.

Sand sniffed furiously, “One part of me wants to hit you right now. One part wants to make out with you. One part just wants to forget this happened… but we can’t do that one can we?”

Gallus could feel a pit in his stomach grow as his friend got angry with him.

Sand sniffed, “This… this is just…”

Gallus started to say something, “Sand-”

Sand interrupted, “That! That just now…” he pointed to his face covered in griff cum, “This… this wasn’t just from me tugging you out a little too fast… This was because it was me that did it, wasn’t it?”

Gallus knew where he was going now and so nodded, “Yes.”

Sand nodded, “So… that time when you kissed me, in the library. You really meant that, it wasn’t just a joke.”

Gallus averted his gaze, “Yes, no...”

The pony stamped his stained hoof, “And all those times you’ve been teasing me?”

The griffon nodded, “I meant all of it.”

The pony nodded in return, “I… I get it. You’re, well, you. You’re such a typical guy, me, I’ve always been the mellow type. You feel like you have this image you need to keep up, I’ve never cared much about how other ponies saw me. You… I’ve been honest with you about how I feel about you, and if you didn’t feel the same way, I was fine with that, because we’re still friends.”

Gallus sighed and nodded, “I should have been more honest, but you’re right. I think about my image a lot… I’m the cool guy… I always got teased about my color… because I just happened to be a different color from other griffons… if they also knew, but I’m not there. I’m here, with you.”

Sandbar’s mood softened, “Have you always been…”

He shrugged, “Maybe…”

Silver snorted in her sleep, disrupting the mood.

Sandbar looked at her, “One of us should probably get her back to her dorm.”

Gallus sighed, “I’ll do it.” He went to lift Silver, before he was suddenly hugged by the pony.

Sandbar buried his muzzle in the griffon’s plumage, then looked at him, “Thank you for being honest with me.”

Gallus nodded, “Yeah…” He lifted Silver up then carefully slung her over his back.

Sand nodded, “Uh-huh, and how do we explain to Yona about…”

Gallus shrugged, “I’ll handle that too."

The pony nodded, “Yeah, good luck with that.” before he trotted over to his bed, “I… I just need to recharge, just…”

Gallus chuckled, “Yeah… be sure to stroke it extra hard for me, buddy.”

Sand’s ears folded back and he laughed, “Can’t put one past you.”

Then Gallus had left with Silver securely placed over his back.

Sand uncovered his hard dick as soon as the griffon was gone, “Oh you… shut up already!” before he started to furiously stroke it.

…

About a minute later, Sand had slowed down with his strokes. He lay on his back humping his front hooves as more of his precum freely drizzled on his belly.

The door to their dorm open and Gallus came in.

Both stopped as they locked eyes.

Sand didn’t stop stroking, instead he shifted to his side to let the griffon see more clearly, the arousal dripping from the pony’s urethra.

Gallus calmly closed the door without breaking eye contact.

Sand smiled.

The griffon smiled back, “So… how do we take this?”

The pony waited for him to continue.

Gallus shuffled awkwardly, “Do we just go crazy an’ fuck like wild animals, or do we take it slow?”

Sandbar stopped stroking his dick to think. It took him a second, “Maybe we could find some happy middle? You’ve teased me to Tartarus and back for the past couple days, possibly for our whole friendship even, I’d say we’re a bit past overdue, hmm?”

The griffon chuckled. He was coming to like this new snippy side of Sandbar. He walked right up to the bunk beds then gave a simple order, “Make room.”

Immediately, Sand scooted over to let his friend have space.

Gallus got in with him. It was a cramped fit, but he made it better by instantly wrapping his forearms around Sandbar then nuzzling the cute pony.

The pony just felt his young heart flutter as the griffon’s warm feathery body pressed up against him, then his cock started to twitch when he felt a beak tickling his tender throat.

Gallus inhaled the earthy pony musk, then gave Sand’s neck a gentle lick as his right paw rubbed the pony’s belly.

Sand stopped him briefly, “I have to know.”

Gallus stopped to patiently wait for what his friend had to say.

Sand’s eyes briefly searched his friend’s expression before he asked, “You’ve done this sort of thing before, haven’t you? In Griffonstone.”

The griffon nodded as he began to softly scritch his friend’s furry tummy, “I was homeless for a while before Grampa Gruff took me in. I was a little older than a fledgeling at the time, but… I did what I thought I had to, just to get by.”

Sandbar understood what he meant but he had to confirm it, “You mean…”

The griffon sighed, “Yeah…” he had to say this next part, “Now, I never let anygriff take me in the back. For that, I would charge outrageously just so they’d just use my hands or my beak. Most griffons tend to be really cheap.” He laughed at the last part as he wrapped his right paw around Sand’s shaft. “They’d start to say I had the best claws and beak in Griffonstone,” then he frowned, “before they’d go right back to teasin’ me about my color, sayin’ I was a pony accidentally born as a griffon.”

Sand patted his friend’s back with a hoof, “That’s hardly an insult, you would’ve made a cute pegasus pony.”

Gallus smiled and he nuzzled the hoof, “Thank you, and you would have been a lousy griffon, way too nice.”

Sand chuckled, “That’s fair.”

After that, the pair fell mostly silent as Gallus continued to gently stroke Sand’s shaft.

The pony and griffon mostly just looked into each other’s eyes while the pony let himself be stroked to a climax.

Sand started to buck against Gallus’ paw as he drew closer.

The griffon upped his game and started using his other paw to cradle the colt’s balls while he continued to lick his exposed neck.

The pony’s breathing hitched as it hit him, his consequent moan muffled by a beak-to-muzzle kiss.

Gallus held the twitching shaft as Sandbar experienced his fifth orgasm of the night.

After so much with Silver, his climax was significantly smaller, but still shot a good amount of his sticky, cloudy-white cum across the pony’s gut while Gallus milked every drop out.

Their kiss broke, a tiny string of saliva connecting them briefly.

The pony was exhausted now, “Thanks.” He smiled weakly before promptly falling asleep.

Gallus chuckled then pecked his friend’s cheek, “You’re welcome, buddy.” he looked down at the mess he helped Sandbar make. He swept some of it up in his paw to see it covered in the pony’s warm cum. He played with it, smelled the intense earthiness before he started to lap it up. He licked his paw clean, then turned his attention to the pony’s gut.

For the next couple minutes, he licked his friend clean.

When it was done and Gallus had swallowed the last of the colt’s cum, he felt that his own shaft was hard now. “Sweet dreams, Sandy.” he whispered to the pony, before he turned over and started to slowly stroke it.

…

The following morning, Sandbar was the first to wake.

The pony yawned and stretched as he always did before he felt the big warm lump laying next to him.

Opening his eyes, he looked to his left to see Gallus.

The griffon snored softly.

Sand took the time to take in his friend’s features. He pushed his muzzle in the catbird’s plumage and breathed in his scent. “Thank you.” He whispered.

The colt pulled back then he crawled out of bed. He stretched his four legs once he was up, yawning before he walked over to the dresser drawer. He opened to pull out his brush. The pony took the time to straighten his coat, his mane, and his tail, and didn’t notice the crafty predator creeping up behind before his ears warned him.

Before he could react, arms wrapped around him, he was pulled into Gallus’ fluffy plumage, then the griffon gave him a gentle nip to his neck

The pony’s instincts told him to flee; he fought those instincts and buried his face again in those plush feathers.

Gallus wrapped his wing around to further cocoon his little pony.

Sand smiled, “I’m happy we’re gonna be more honest, Gally.”

Gallus started to rub the pony’s shoulders, “What are we gonna do about our friends?”

Sand hummed a cute note before he answered, “I think we could tell them something. We’re… what was that word?”

“Bi, short for bisexual.”

Sand nodded, “Yeah. We’re bi, and we’re experimenting, right?”

Gallus continued to rub the colt, moving down his forelegs then to his back, “Sounds good.”

Sand thought, “And I was thinking, maybe we could try to keep our options open.”

The griffon slowed in his rubbing, then picked back up, “That’s reasonable, last night was just a start, we can keep the pace to whatever is comfortable for us. I don’t want you to feel rushed, I know I don’t like that. We can keep this casual.”

Sandbar nodded, “We’ve got our whole lives ahead of us, so much to see, it’s silly to just throw your lot in on the first guy or gal that you bed with.”

Gallus nodded in turn, “Right. That would be silly.”

Sandbar sighed as he leaned into him, “Just… if this doesn’t work… promise we can still be friends?”

Gallus felt the same fear, “We’re more than friends, we’re brothers."