Chapters "Ugh!"
The blue and yellow griffon rolled onto his back.
"Rrrr, not this crap again!" He complained in a hushed tone.
Gallus, who slept on the top bunk, called “Sandy? You up?”
The green earth pony on the bottom bunk just mumbled in his sleep, “No Mom… I don’t wanna ride the pony.” his snout buried in his pillow.
Sandbar seemed fast asleep, so Gallus exhaled before he gripped his blanket in his yellow talons then lifted it to unveil the twitching conical member underneath.
Gallus scoffed, “Yeah, you’re definitely up.”
Little Gallus twitched as translucent drops of arousal leaked from his urethra.
The griffon complained to his own dick, “I guess you’re not gonna behave tonight.” thankful his roommate wasn’t awake to hear him talk to his own genitals.
With a groan, Gallus reached under his pillow and pulled out a magazine.
The magazine’s cover bore the image of a white pegasus mare stretched in a sensuous pose, her teats, splayed vulva, plump ponut, all on display as she stared at the reader under pink and green bangs.
His time at the School of Friendship had indeed taught Gallus to appreciate the other species of this land of Equestria; he was really appreciative of the cute mares that trotted up and down the hallways everywhere he looked.
Back in Griffonstone, everyone had all the same drab brown, gray, or black feathers, but all these ponies were bright, colorful, and so hot.
Gallus carefully gripped his prized mag in his beak as he climbed down from his bunk.
He made as little noise as possible, not at all eager for his pony friend to catch him with his sheath down.
The griffon crept quietly to the door of his dorm. He turned the knob then peaked out to check there was no creature to see him.
Assured he wouldn’t be caught, Gallus left the room, closing the door quietly behind him, before he made a beeline to the lone restroom in this wing of the school.
Gallus waited outside the restroom, an ear perked to check if anyone was in. When he did not immediately pick up any sound, the horny griffon opened the door.
The magazine in his beak promptly dropped to the floor as he stood in shock at what he’d just seen.
Standing by the toilet, her orange tail to the side, was Smolder.
The orange and purple dragoness blushed under her scales, “G-Gallus? What the hell?” She immediately turned around to hide her backside from him.
Gallus gulped, “Smolder! Sorry!” He closed the door quickly.
Smolder took a second to recover from being nearly caught by one of her friends. The dragoness’ tail curled between her legs. In frustration, she was about to run out before she noticed the magazine Gallus had dropped on the floor.
She walked up to it and felt her cheeks flush as she saw the lewd mare posed on its cover. She picked up the discarded dirty mag, and she opened it to see even more lewdly displayed ponies, as well as some other Equestrian species.
Common sense dictated Smolder should probably return this right away, but the inflamed slit between her legs urged her to keep looking.
Meanwhile, Gallus was smacking himself in the head, the instant he realized he had forgotten his magazine; and he had saved up so much bits just to buy that.
His phallus had thankfully retreated to the comfort of his sheath, so while he hadn’t achieved the finish he was hoping for… his magazine was still lost, worst Smolder had most likely seen what was on it. There was no bright side to this at all.
Sandbar was still asleep in his bed, unaware of the emotional turmoil his roommate was going through right now.
Smolder was still in the restroom, perched on the toilet seat as she flipped through the pages of Gallus’ hot magazine. She figured that griffon was a dirty bird, but she didn’t think he had this good of taste in females.
Her clawed fingers made wet, sticky noises as they glided deftly between the inflamed lips of her slit.
Of all times, her pesky body would choose now to enter her first heat.
Living in the Dragonlands, Smolder had of course seen many of her fellow dragonesses when struck by heat. She remembered the smoky musk of their ministrations as they would grind against the nearest rock, pleasuring themselves, sometimes each other. She saw it all, but was always too young to get involved.
She never did see what a dragoness did when she went to one of the males for relief. She would hear the stories, she would sometimes smell the male stink off a dragoness after she mated, then the dragoness would become heavy with a clutch of eggs.
Whatever sex entailed, Smolder had decided she wouldn’t do that, not for a long time.
Still, whatever she was feeling right now as she fingered herself to these sexy pictures of mares, griffon hens, and whatever else was inside to see, she would like to know what it felt like at least.
Of course, she could never admit that outright. She wasn’t even into males, she told herself. These females though…
Smolder bit her lip to suppress a lusty snarl as she began to squirt.
She made sure it all went into the bowl as she continued pleasuring herself.
Her wings flapped with her climax, creating a small wind within the restroom.
When Smolder was finished, she hopped off of the toilet, using some toilet paper to clean her slit of any cum that may have clung to her privates, before she flushed.
She rolled up Gallus’ magazine under one arm then made her way out.
Smolder looked around as she stepped out, then looked across the hall to Gallus’ dorm. She thought about returning the magazine. Professor Applejack did say it was important to be honest and to return lost objects.
She made one step toward the griffon’s dorm room.
“Hey, Smolder! What are you doing up so late?”
The dragoness yelped, nearly dropping the magazine as she turned around, hiding the object behind her back, “Silverstream!”
The perky pinkish-purple hippogriff had just come out of her dorm. The excited horsebird leaned in, “Did you have to go the bathroom too, Smolder?”
Smolder leaned away from Silverstream, “Uh-uh, yeah… just needed a-a a quick whiz.” She fumbled with the dirty mag behind her back.
The hippogriff with no concept of personal space leaned in even more, her beak booping Smolder’s nose, “You certainly sounded like it! You were all ugh, mmf and squee!”
Smolder gulped as Silverstream near perfectly imitated the noises she had made while touching herself.
Silver giggled, “It sounded so funny! You sounded just like my mom whenever her friend comes over and they have to talk in the bedroom.”
Smolder grinned nervously, “Really? Your mom must really like to talk, huh?”
Silver nodded excitedly, “Oh yes, Mom and her friend talk all the time! They talk in the morning, they talk at night, they even talk with Dad sometimes when he comes over! It always sounds like they’re playing some kind of fun game,” she suddenly pouted, “but they don’t ever let me or Terramar play.”
Smolder tried not to blush at her friend’s too-pure-for-this-world innocence, “Well, that certainly sounds… interesting.”
Silver nodded, “Yeah, and Terramar says that Dad plays games like that with Uncle Seaspray, but… I’m sure he’s just joking. I mean, Dad and Uncle are both boys and it’s like, what?” She shrugged, before she squeaked, “Oh, right! I was going to the bathroom! See you in the morning, Smolder!” She shouted, the idea of whispering clearly an alien concept.
Smolder merely watched as the hippogriff disappeared into the restroom. Somehow, miraculously no one was awakened by Silver’s shouting, or at least they didn’t come out.
Mere seconds later she heard, “Wow! It even smells like Mom’s room in here!”
With that, Smolder beat a hasty retreat, Gallus’ magazine still clutched in her claws. She’d have to return it tomorrow while he was out. Right now, she just needed to get through the night without anymore embarrassment.
Gallus, in the meantime, gulped as he climbed back into bed. He had actually heard Silverstream’s vivid, yet innocent description of her parents’ bedroom games. Just the mental image of Silver’s mom with another female, or even the two of them on Silver’s dad, made him slide out of his sheath again. He even felt a twinge at the thought of her dad doing stuff with her uncle. Growing up in a place like Griffonstone meant anygriff couldn’t be too picky about gender.
With those images in his head, Gallus sighed as he started to stroke himself underneath the blanket, hoping Sandbar wouldn’t hear him.
In the bottom bunk, Sandbar was wide awake. Silverstream’s shouting woke him up, then before he could slip back to sleep, his alert pony ears picked up Gallus’ grunts as his nose immediately told him what the griffon was doing.
The pony blushed, then rolled over in bed, hind legs clinched together as he grew out of his sheath. He just closed his eyes, then tried to ignore the sensual sounds and smells coming from but four feet above his bed.
It was going to be a long night.
…
The following morning, Ocellus was the first up.
The dainty blue changeling was cycling through her various forms while looking in the mirror, her version of an early morning stretch.
She yawned while she was in her teen dragon form, stretching her arms, wondering what it would be like to be a dragon all the time, like her roommate.
In a flash of blue, she was back to her cute little blue bug-pony self.
Smolder was still asleep. She sometimes slept in.
Ocellus simply shook her head, before she noticed something sticking out from under Smolder’s pillow.
The changeling knew she shouldn’t be nosy and she should respect her roommate’s belongings.
Smolder yawned, rolled over, conveniently pushing the magazine out from under her pillow.
Gallus’ mag hit the floor, wide open.
Ocellus’ blue chitinous cheeks turned bright pink the instant her innocent bug eyes were assaulted by images of lewd ponies, griffons and other various creatures exposing themselves.
She gasped under her breath, “Oh my!”
Ocellus leaned down to pick it up, but paused when she saw a picture of a sexy dragoness spreading her slit for the camera. The image alone immediately made her think of her friend, Smolder. That thought was enough to make her clinch her back legs as she felt a shudder through her exoskeleton.
Smolder yawned again as she stretched in bed.
Ocellus was too engrossed in the magazine to have noticed.
The orange dragon sat up in bed; she slept in the top bunk since she was tall-ish. She looked down, saw Ocellus, then saw the magazine. Her eyes widened, pupils shrunk. “Oh shit,” she swore in the back of her mind.
Ocellus had crouched down by the magazine, cutely turning the pages with her muzzle as she looked over all the sexy females inside. So many sexy forms she could take, she thought to herself.
Smolder, half-embarrassed, half-amused that she may have corrupted her friend’s innocent mind, hopped down from the bed, as the smell of bug musk hit her nostrils. She leaned in over Ocellus, “Psst! Bookworm!”
Ocellus’ heart beat like a stampede when she jumped, “Aaah!” She whirled around to see Smolder looking right at her.
The dragoness clenched her teeth as fought the urge to laugh.
“Smolder! So, so, sorry! I-I know I shouldn’t have looked. I was just curious and all the girls there were so pretty.” Ocellus started babbling as she backed away, her tail between her legs in a vain attempt to hide her arousal.
Smolder’s nostrils twitched from the sweet bug musk, “Ocelly, it’s okay! Lookin’s fine! It’s totally okay that you’re into girls. I’m into girls too!” She blushed as she admitted that to her, but Ocellus already knew about the tea party thing, one more secret couldn’t hurt.
Ocellus tilted her head, “Oh, I already know that. I just… I was just using it as material for more… transformations.”
Smolder kneeled down by her friend, “Sure…” She said as she playfully poked Ocellus’ snout with a single claw, “I think our innocent little love bug has already transformed.”
Ocellus’ blush grew then she tried to laugh it off, “Oh no, I mean it, I’m just-just… curious.” She said the last word with her eyes closed.
Smolder couldn’t help but feel her young heart flutter at just how cute Ocellus looked when she was bashful like this. “Ocell, it’s okay to be curious and by the way…” She chose her next words carefully, “This isn’t even my magazine. It’s Gallus’.”
Ocellus belted out an unusually loud, “WHAT?!”
Smolder tried to shush her, “Shh, not so loud!”
Ocellus stammered, “Oh my goodness! I looked at Gallus’ porn?! Oh crap! Smolder! You should be more careful with things you borrow!”
Smolder had to clamp her friend’s muzzle shut, “Ocell!”
Ocellus immediately stopped when Smolder had raised her voice at her.
Smolder took a breath to relax before she spoke, “I didn’t exactly borrow it,” she followed that quickly with, “and I didn’t steal it either, if that’s what you’re thinking. I…” She blushed, “Gallus dropped it when he caught me in the restroom, masturbating. I’m” whispered, “having my first heat, and I used it to relieve myself.”
Ocellus blinked her eyes fast at her friend’s revelation.
Smolder blushed as she subconsciously nuzzled her friend, “I-I was going to give it right back, but then Silverstream saw me, and I think she heard me. She’s too innocent really but… I figured I could just give it back to Gallus when we both woke up and…”
Ocellus blinked more slowly as she realized she was smelling Smolder’s musk on the dragon’s claws.
Smolder felt Ocellus sniffing her palm, and realized that she had just used her masturbating paw to shush her friend.
Ocellus pulled her muzzle away, “You uh, you smell pretty nice, Smolder.”
The dragon could only blush, “I’m just gonna pretend you didn’t say that okay?” She blushed as she looked away, “And thank you.”
Ocellus twiddled her hooves, “I’m uh… I’ll just go freshen up before class.” She got up, brushing by Smolder in a not-at-all subtle fashion.
Smolder only watched as the little bug-pony walked out, tail swishing, giving the dragon more than a mere peek at the changeling’s virgin slit. That was a side of Ocellus she didn’t think she would ever see.
…
Gallus scratched his plumage as he climbed out of bed.
He saw that Sandbar had already gotten up and left.
The griffon breathed a sigh of relief. At least he wouldn’t have to see the pony’s face. He had no doubt he probably heard him jerking it last night. All that was on his mind now was getting his magazine back, then getting to class.
He saw the clock on the bedroom wall, “Oh shit!”
Gallus had slept in.
The magazine would have to wait a little longer. Right now, he was late for class and if he knew his days, then today had to be…
…
Sandbar, Ocellus, and the rest of the students were already seated in Professor Twilight’s amphitheater-like class room when Gallus slinked his way in like a lame cat.
“Gallus! I am so glad you could join us all today!” proclaimed Twilight as she spotted him.
Gallus stopped in his tracks the instant he was called out. He stammered, “Uh, yeah, sorry, Teach uh, I guess I went to bed too late last night.”
The kind lavender alicorn just smiled and nodded, “It’s perfectly fine, Gallus. It happens to every creature, even yours truly.” She humbly touched one hoof to her fluffy barrel.
Gallus rolled his eyes at Twilight’s attempt at being humble. He simply kept going then sat down in his usual spot, by Sandbar.
The green earth pony quietly greeted his roommate, “Cutting it close there, dude.” He playfully jabbed Gallus with one hoof.
Gallus took it and rubbed his shoulder where he’d been jabbed, “Well, Ms. Rarity always stresses the importance of being fashionably late.” The griffon was finally starting to relax.
Twilight spoke once the griffon was properly seated, “Well, it is a great thing that you did come in, Gallus, because today, we are going to talk about secrets!”
Gallus jerked up, “What?”
Twilight trotted cutely, “That’s right, for today’s class, I thought we could do a little something different than usual. I would like to talk about the importance of knowing when a secret is worth keeping, what sort of secrets are worth keeping, and knowing when is the best time to tell a secret.” Her wings unfurled, ruffled, folded, and spread as she spoke, “And Gallus, since you just got here, I only feel it appropriate to pick you as one of my subjects. So Gallus, if you please.” Twilight gestured to the spot next to her upon her little teaching stage.
Gallus gulped, then obediently, he flew the short distance between the classroom seats to Ms. Sparkle’s stage.
Twilight nodded, “Thank you, Gallus. Now, seeing as you share a room with Sandbar, would you kindly please join us, Sandbar?”
The earth pony got up. He trotted down to Twilight’s stage in good time.
Then, as Sandbar and Gallus stood side by side before all their fellow classmates, Twilight began her presentation, “Now, Gallus and Sandbar, the two of you have been sharing the same dormitory for quite a while now, yes?”
Sandbar spoke up, “Oh yeah! We’ve been sleeping in the same room for almost a whole year now.”
Twi smiled, “Uh-huh, and would the two of you say that you have come to be quite good friends in your time with us?”
Gallus spoke this time, “Yeah, even though this guy kinda got on my nerves the first moment we met,” he ruffled Sandbar’s mane playfully as he held the pony, “it’s pretty safe to say, I’ve come to love this guy almost like a brother now.”
Sandbar visibly blushed behind a hoof, “Aw shucks, Gally! And my mom always said it’d be all the mares that would make me blush!”
Twilight as well as a fair number of the class laughed mirthfully at Sandbar’s bashful statement.
Twilight continued, “Well then, I am sure that living together the two of you have come to share many great details and stories about your homes, your dreams, and maybe even a few secrets.” Twilight straightened up, “So for today’s exercise, I am going to whisper a secret to each of you, then you will both share one secret with each other, and finally you will each tell me one secret, understood?”
Both Gallus and Sandbar looked at one another, unsure, before each nodded, both eager to get this done before things got awkward.
Twilight smiled, “Excellent!” Twilight stepped a bit back, “Now then, Gallus, please you step forward so that I may tell you a secret, and you tell me.” She quickly turned her attention to the audience, “And before we start, I would like to remind you that a secret can be anything. It can be from something so small that it may not even matter, to something deep and personal that you could only trust with one pony, griffon, changeling, or any creature. If it is something so personal, you don’t have to tell me, you can just say the smallest thing.” She turned her attention back to Gallus, “Gallus, step forth.”
Gallus went up to Twilight, strangely feeling dwarfed now, even though she was really not that much bigger than a regular pony, even given her alicorn status.
Twilight lowered her muzzle to Gallus’ ear, “Sometimes, I like to pretend I’m still the old me, before I had wings.”
Gallus nodded without showing too much emotion. He felt that was a fairly normal thing to feel. He simply smiled at the Headmare, before he beckoned her with a yellow talon.
“Yes, Gallus?” she whispered even more closely.
Gallus had to control his impulses. Having a mare this close, especially one as deceptively attractive as Headmare Twilight, was already starting to have an effect on the griffon. Gallus gulped, “I’m… attracted to mares.”
He watched Twilight’s expression change, but not so much, just subtly enough. He kept going, “And I mean like, really attracted, especially to the taller, stronger mares.”
Twilight had not quite expected to be told that kind of secret, though it felt nice to be considered attractive. He did say taller, after all, and… the Headmare quickly dispelled any wayward thoughts before whispering back, “It is perfectly normal to feel such things, Gallus and thank you for telling me.”
Twilight stepped back, “Thank you for sharing with me, Gallus, and now Sandbar, would you please?” She beckoned him with a wing.
Gallus sat as he watched Sandbar walk over to Twilight.
Twilight leaned in and she whispered something into Sandbar’s ear.
Gallus couldn’t hear from where he was sitting, and he couldn’t read Twilight’s lips when she spoke.
Sandbar didn’t show much of a reaction. He simply smiled and nodded before he beckoned Twilight with one hoof.
Sandbar used a hoof to shield his mouth as he whispered to Twilight.
Twilight showed a bit more of a reaction to his secret than she had to Gallus.
The Headmare visibly blushed, seemed to mull her thoughts quickly before she whispered back to Sandbar.
The earth pony seemed especially happy to get whatever he had off his chest. He hugged Princess Twilight before he could stop himself.
Twilight cringed, and blushed before she carefully withdrew her hoof from Sandbar’s grasp, looking as if she were checking it for something not visible.
Headmare cleared her throat, “Well, that can certainly serve as a lesson, sometimes a secret should stay a secret.” She looked to Sandbar, “But it was still very kind and very brave for you to share your secret with me, Sandbar.”
He blushed, “Aw shucks.”
Twilight continued, “Now that secrets have been shared, Gallus and Sandbar, you both may share one secret with each other.” She rose a hoof, “Now, it does not have to be the same secret you just shared. If you still wish to keep some things personal, then you can just say whatever else is on your mind.”
Gallus and Sandbar both nodded and answered, “Yes, Headmare Twilight!”
She nodded, “Good. Now, please if you may.” She gestured for them to start.
The two friends both looked at one another for a moment.
Sandbar smiled, “Would you like to go first?”
Gallus nodded, “Yeah sure.”
The griffon then leaned in close until his beak was almost touching Sandbar’s ear, “Sandbar, sometimes I wish we were brothers, so I could at least know what real family feels like.”
Sandbar’s eyes widened a bit, and even began to water. The earth pony hugged his friend close in his forelegs, “Thank you!” while he cursed himself in the back of his mind for what he was about to reveal. Twilight had said he didn’t have to share the same secret, but he was going to. He wanted Gallus to know.
Sandbar leaned in so his muzzle hovered over Gallus’ ear, “Gally, last night when you were jacking off,”
Gallus blinked, not showing an ounce of a reaction.
Sandbar bit his bottom lip then kept on going, “I jacked off to you jacking off…”
Gallus was about to say something.
Sandbar raised one hoof while he still hugged his friend with the other, “The thing is, I don’t think that I’m gay. In fact, I’m pretty sure I’m not, because I like Yona. But with you, sometimes I think to myself, I’d be happy if it was with you. I’d be more than happy, I would love it with you. You love me like a brother, and I would love for you to love me like one of your mares.”
Sandbar had said more than he had said to Twilight. He only mentioned the part about masturbating. Still, he said all he needed to say and he was fine with that.
Gallus didn’t show a response to that pretty heavy bombshell the pony just dropped on him. He simply smiled then hugged him, “Thank you.”
Twilight nodded, “And there we have it, secrets shared, bonds made stronger by a thing so special that only two creatures can share. That, that is some deep friendship.”
Twilight joined her hooves as both Gallus and Sandbar gagged on the Headmare’s cheesy sentiment when she wasn’t looking.
Twilight smiled, “And now, may we continue, class?”
…
After class, Gallus and Sandbar both sat together in quiet, or at least the quietest place they could find.
Gallus broke the ice, “So, you’ve felt that way about us for some time huh?”
Sandbar nodded as he shared a beanbag chair with his friend in the school’s library. It wasn’t the most private place to talk, but it was quiet. The pony smiled, “I know you’re not really into stallions… I know you’ve got that dirty mag with all those girls. You’re really not that great at keeping some secrets, my friend.”
Gallus chuckled, “Yeah… I guess I can tell you something else. I’m…” he blew air through his nares then just said what was on his mind, “I am straight, yes, and I am mostly attracted to mares, but if I was into guys, or even just one guy… it would have to be you, Sandy.”
Sandbar teared up again, “Thank you, Gally.” Before he could stop himself, the earth pony leaned in and he kissed his friend, not only on his cheek, but mere inches from his beak. Sandbar flinched the instant he realized what he had just done.
Gallus pulled away at the same time, “Whoa!”
Sandbar seemed he was about to cry again, not from a good spot this time.
Gallus didn’t look upset.
Sandbar bowed his head as his ears pinned back, “Was that too much?”
Gallus gave it a moment’s thought before he held his pony friend’s cheek in a gentle prickly pinch, “You missed your mark, genius.” he whispered before he kissed Sandbar back, beak to lips.
Sandbar’s heart jumped to his throat the instant he felt his friend’s curved beak against his soft pony lips.
When the pony did not seem to respond, Gallus pulled back, “Too much?” he said echoing his friend’s own question.
Sandbar sat for a good second, just to let his brain reset itself. He shook his head, “Was that supposed to be a joke?”
Gallus chuckled, “Maybe…”
The green pony looked at the blue griffon in front of him, eyes narrowed as he tried to read his expression.
Gallus got up, “It’s just a harmless prank, dude.” He said it so firmly, it had to be that. He walked away leaving Sandbar alone with his thoughts.
The pony touched his lips as if he still couldn’t believe that had just happened. Was it a joke? It had to be. Gallus was known to be pretty impulsive at times.
He shook his head, “Oh, Celestia…”
…
“Gallus!” Smolder shouted as she spotted the griffon on his way back to his dorm.
The griffon saw her then his bravado from before melted into blush as he instantly remembered almost seeing Smolder’s slit last night. Still, he answered her “Oh, hey Smolder.”
The dragon ran up “Gallus,” she stopped when she was next to him. “I still got your magazine from last night.” she whispered.
The griffon gulped, “You do?”
Smolder made sure they were alone before she continued, “Yeah… I kept it with me, so I could get it back to you later.” She began to reach into her book bag.
Gallus’ feathers ruffled as he watched her pull that dirty mag from her bag.
“Here.” Smolder handed it to him, “I know I shouldn’t have held on to it but…” she blushed, “It-it helped.”
He took the magazine from her before his mind registered her last statement, “Helped?” his blue eyes widened, “You used it?”
Smolder blushed and nodded quickly while she wiggled nervously in the middle of the hall, “Yeah… the pictures in that are pretty hot… I mean that mare on the cover is just somethin’.”
Gallus’ eyes jumped to the magazine, then back up to the bashful dragoness before him, “Uh yeah… I think some of the mares inside are even hotter, actually.”
Smolder nodded as she subconsciously found herself leaning as Gallus still held the magazine, “Oh, Tartarus, you know it! If it weren’t for this damn itch, I would’ve probably just given it right back but… well you obviously know what it’s like when you get hard.”
The griffon found it both strange yet intriguing to find himself discussing porn with one of his friends, one that also happened to be a cute girl. Wait, did he just call her cute in his mind? Gallus looked back at Smolder as he slipped the mag under his right shoulder, “You know, if you want, you could borrow it from me whenever you’d like?”
Smolder scoffed, “Oh, no, no, I shouldn’t. This heat’s been a pain in my tail enough as it is. I don’t need to aggravate it anymore.” She cringed the moment she realized what she’d just said.
Gallus blushed, “You’re in heat?”
Smolder wrung her claws together, “Yeah… it’s my first heat. That’s why I was in the restroom when ya caught me last night.” She bit her bottom lip, “So, I’m just trying to keep it under control.”
Gallus nodded, “Sounds rough…”
Smolder looked behind as if checking no one was around to hear their conversation, “It’s like a dozen fire ants nesting between my legs.”
The blue griffon couldn’t help his eyes taking a glance below Smolder’s waist when she looked away from him. They went right back to her face the minute she looked back.
Her eyebrow raised and she put a paw on her hip, “All this heat talk’s making you hot isn’t it?”
Gallus laughed nervously as he scratched his head, “Would you prefer if I lied?”
She just sighed then shrugged, “You’re a bad liar anyway, so…”
Gallus sighed likewise, “Yeah…”
The two friends both stood awkwardly, both wondering just what the hell kind of conversation they’d just been having.
Gallus spoke up, “You wanna find a place we can read this together?” he held up the magazine, half-jokingly.
Smolder rolled her eyes then shrugged, “Yeah sure, what the hell?”
...
“Sandbar!”
The green pony had gone outside to look at the fountain. He looked up after hearing his name, “Oh hi, Ocellus, what’s up?”
The blue changeling approached her friend with a curious smile, “That was a crazy presentation Headmare Twilight put on this morning, huh?”
Sandbar nodded, “Oh yeah, sure. It was crazy.”
Ocellus sat her cute rump on the side of the fountain, “I saw how you made the Headmare blush. I didn’t think she could be a more cuter shade of purple. What did you say to make her act like that?”
Sandbar looked at her as a little blush came to his own cheeks, “Do you really wanna know?”
Ocellus cutely flicked a hoof at him, “Oh, you don’t have to worry about wrecking my innocence or anything. Believe me, I’m rooming with Smolder. You wouldn’t believe the crap she tells me about what dragons get up to in the Dragonlands.”
Sand had to look at her a second so he could let that process, “Right, Smolder. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was into some weird stuff.”
Ocellus scooted, “So…”
Sandy blushed, then sighed, “Alright, I guess since I already told Gallus, it probably wouldn’t hurt letting you know.” He looked around to check there was no one to hear them before he leaned in.
Ocellus perked an ear for her friend, excited to hear some juicy details.
So he told her about his experience the previous night, stroking his stallion cock as Gallus did the same in the bunk above him.
He told her how it made him want to shudder just to hear how Gallus shuddered as the griffon played with himself.
Ocellus stared at him with big bug eyes, totally engrossed in his detailed, naughty retelling of last night. She couldn’t help her eyes periodically dropping to his pudgy pony belly whenever she was sure he wasn’t looking her way.
Sandbar was blushing especially hard once he got to the part about hearing, very clearly, Gallus’ climax, triggering his own.
Ocellus was snickering by the end of his story, “Wow, where was this level of storytelling at Hearth’s Warming, Sandbar?”
The pony just blushed more as she started giggling.
Ocellus shifted into a bear so she could give Sandbar a literal bear hug, “Oh relax, Sandbar! What’s a little stroke session between a couple of friends? I mean really?”
Sandbar yelped in a near girly pitch when Bear Ocellus hugged him, “You’re strangely chill about this sort of stuff, Ocell.” He did find her plush bear fur to be quite warm though.
Ocellus shifted back to her normal form, allowing Sandbar to awkwardly fall backward across her lap. She clicked her tongue, “Oh well, I suppose that’s what comes from growing up in a changeling hive. There’s very little real privacy when you live in a hive. Thorax doesn’t even know of the times I’ve peeped on him turning into Counselor Starlight, so that Pharynx can work out his frustrations on him.”
Sandbar blinked looking up at Ocellus, “Pharynx does what?”
Ocellus nodded with a cute giggle, “Right up Thorax’s butt!”
A pony classmate had been passing by the instant Ocellus shouted that. The blue unicorn stallion just stared a moment, before he walked right back the way he came.
Sandbar just sighed and covered his eyes while Ocellus giggled some more.
The blue bug-pony snickered, “It’s cute how some ponies act!”
Sandbar smiled nervously, “Yeah...”
Then suddenly, a perky purple horsefish popped out of the fountain, startling both Sandbar and Ocellus.
“HEY GUYS!”
…
Smolder snickered, “Wow, your thing looks weird, Gallus.”
The griffon blushed as futilely he tried to hide his erection behind the puffy end of his tail, “Smolder, you don’t just call a guy’s dick weird. You’re gonna make it feel self-conscious.”
The dragoness snickered, “Hey, you forget I grew up in the Dragonlands. I’ve seen my brother when he sometimes got hard, and yours looks so much less scary.”
Gallus just looked at her before he rolled his eyes, “Gee, thanks.”
The two friends were both sitting on Gallus’ bunk, both looking at the porno mag.
Gallus got hard, of course, from looking at all the hot mares. There were many different kinds of females in magazine, but the mares always made him the hardest.
Smolder couldn’t help herself looking between it and looking at the sexy females in Gallus’ magazine. She thought this was nice, sharing a nice bit of porn with a good friend, who just happened to be male.
On Gallus’ end, it wasn’t just the magazine making him hard. Since the pair were sitting together on this bed, he could very clearly smell her arousal as they both looked through the mag.
Subconsciously, both friends had wrapped a wing around the other while they shared this special porn time together.
Smolder bit her lip when she got to that same dragoness that made Ocellus hot. “Hey,” she pointed to the picture when she got Gallus’ attention, “Do you think about fuckin’ her?”
Gallus felt a strange tingle at Smolder’s teasing, “You’re just askin’ ‘cause she just so happens to be a dragon too, aren’t ya?”
Smolder didn’t even try to hide the naughty grin on her muzzle, “Of course, what’s the fun in looking at porn with a friend, if ya can’t poke fun?”
Gallus laughed, “Yeah, keep pokin’ and I might think about pokin’ you.”
Smolder snickered in his ear, “You mean you’re not thinkin’ about that right now? I know my heat must be getting to ya.”
Gallus’ cock twitched from her constant verbal teasing, “You just want me to start strokin’ it, don’t ya?”
Smolder waggled her eyebrows at him, “Well, I’m not about to stop ya.”
Gallus smirked, “Alright, but you don’t get to laugh at it anymore, got it?”
With that, Gallus turned over on his side, letting the dragoness next to him get a more candid look at his knotted griffon dick.
Smolder just said, “Yeah sure…” while she watched Gallus lick the talons on his right paw, then wrap them around his dick.
Gallus grunted as he started jerking while Smolder watched, as her musk filled his nostrils, making it easy to work himself up for her.
Smolder’s cheeks turned bright red as she watched him. Her alert eyes picked up the transparent drops of his arousal that smeared his spade-shaped cock. She couldn’t help noticing, “You got a nice set of big balls, bud.”
Gallus scoffed, “Thanks.” lifted his cock just so she could have a better look at his fuzzy blue sac. His nares flared as he found himself nuzzling his dragon friend, “And you’ve got the best smellin’ pussy, Smoldy.”
She gave him a playful noogie, “Yeah, I’m sure that’s helpin’ ya, you dirty bird.”
Either both didn’t notice how intimate this was getting for the pair, or they did and neither really cared. They weren’t in a relationship, they weren’t trying to date, they were just a couple friends sharing an intimate moment.
Smolder had a thought, “We did at least lock that door before we started doin’ this, right?”
Gallus didn’t stop stroking, “I forget, but hey, if Sandbar catches us, we could just pretend we were about to fuck.” He said it in a bad attempt at humor.
Smolder laughed before she pinched one of his ears, “Watch it. You’re cute, but not that cute.”
He looked at her, trying to look sexy, “You sure about that, Smoldy?”
She pinched his ear again, “Shut up, ya dumb griffon.”
Gallus chuckled, then just continued to nuzzle Smolder’s side while he kept jerking his dick.
Of course she found him that cute, but she wasn’t about to just give it up to the first cute non-dragon guy friend in her life. The scrappy tomboy part of her brain told her she had to make him work for it.
Gallus’ breathing grew huskier as his knot slipped out of his sheath.
Smolder awed as she saw the fat pink ball-like base of her friend’s dick, “Wow, you griffons get that knot like dogs do?”
Gallus nodded as he kept stroking it, “Yup…”
Smolder had a naughty thought, even naughtier than just watching her friend masturbate.
Gallus felt her arm move as he picked up speed in stroking, his tongue starting to flag out of his beak. He picked up the minute, shlick of Smolder sinking her digits somewhere. He heard her own feminine grunt before,
“Here, Gally.” Smolder casually shoved two sticky fingers under his beak, allowing him a very personal smell of her virgin slit.
Gallus’ eyes popped wide open the instant he smelled her cum on her claws. His own dick was throbbing now, his knot starting to feel especially tight. He couldn’t stop himself from licking Smolder’s claws.
She laughed as his tongue tickled, blushed as he tasted her.
Gallus threw his head back with an eagle-like scree.
Smolder winced as the loud shriek hurt her hearing, but she definitely didn’t miss seeing,
Gallus’ cock twitched as he shot out thick strings of his birdy cum. He held it so most of it would spray his belly.
Smolder let out a breathless “Wow” as she watched her friend milk himself dry.
His first couple shots went far, the ones after painted his belly white, and the last weak shots leaked out over his claws, staining his full fleshy length.
When it was over, Gallus let out a hearty gasp, while he let his head fall into Smolder’s lap.
She whistled as she let the griffon drake recoup his energy while she casually petted him, “That was freakin’ awesome.”
Gallus spoke between breaths, “Thanks, I don’t get to perform that often for an audience.”
Smolder laughed at his little quip, “Ya definitely got a fan here, bud.” She wiped his beak. A string of his jizz had hit his face. She now had some of his cum on her claws.
Gallus looked at her.
She looked back with a playful smirk, before she licked some of the still warm, sticky stuff from her claws. She made a face, “Wow, that’s salty and bitter…” She smiled, “I could get used to that.”
Then, almost like clockwork, the door to Gallus’ and Sandbar’s dorm opened.
Sandbar came in with a yawn, before he looked up and he saw what looked like Smolder over Gallus. The pony stood there a moment as his brain reset itself.
Smolder said nothing.
Gallus, “Uh… I know what this looks like but, uh...”
Sandbar put up a hoof, “No, no! You don’t have to explain anything. It’s our dorm, and that’s your bed, and you are free to do whatever with whoever in your own bed.” He looked up, a clear blush turning his face from green to viridian.
Smolder blurted out, “Gallus was just horny so I let him jerk it so I could watch!”
Gallus sighed, “Yeah, that’s pretty much what happened.”
Sandbar sputtered, “Yeah, I can smell it from here.”
The three friends each seemed unable to move now.
Smolder made the first move, “Well, I should just go now… let you two uh… sort this out. Me, I’ve got good jacking material for tonight.” She hopped down from the top bunk, coming up right in front of Sandbar who blushed harder when he both smelled her musk, and noticed,
“Uh, Smolder, you got a little something on your face.” He made the gesture with his right hoof.
Smolder wiped her right cheek and saw she’d wiped off a strand of Gallus’ cum. “Already markin’ me as your territory, Gally?” She quipped.
The griffon was still too exhausted to quip back, “Oh… go lay an egg.”
She chuckled as she shamelessly licked her claws, “Yeah, that tastes better the second time.” She looked back at Sandbar as if she just remembered he was standing right in front of her, “It’s really salty.” She teased the bashful stallion before she walked by him.
Sandbar watched the orange dragoness leave, then slowly turned his gaze back upon Gallus.
The griffon had pulled himself up and seemed not at all bashful that his roommate was seeing him covered in his own relief, “Can ya hand me a towel so I can wipe this stuff off?”
Sandbar nodded, “Oh! Oh yeah!” He pulled a bath towel from a drawer, then tossed it to Gallus who had just climbed down off the bunk, “Here.”
Gallus took it, “Thanks” and began casually wiping what he could, “I’m gonna need a bath to get the rest of this stuff out.” He looked at Sandbar, “So…”
Sandbar shook a hoof, “No, no, you don’t have to explain yourself. I get it, alright?” He smiled to let Gallus know he wasn’t upset, “It’s not like we’re a couple. Still, wow, Smolder?”
Gallus chuckled, “We were just hangin’ out, lookin’ at porn. She wanted to see me jack off and… I mean, it’s not like we’re gonna be dating or anything. It was just two friends sharing a moment, right?”
Sandbar nodded, “Right.”
Gallus smiled, “Yeah, and we’ll all still hang out like usual. No reason to make it awkward, it’s just… just…”
“But man, Smolder!” Sandbar finally said it.
“I know right!” Gallus was happy someone said it.
“I mean, she’s so coltish, but then she can be so cute, and she has that smile!”
“And the way her tail wags when she walks, and that sexy bottom!”
They both had to stop as soon as they realized how inappropriate they were being about their friend… their cute dragon friend, their cute, deceptively hot, dragon friend.
“It’s just a thing, right?” Gallus said, now feeling uncertain.
“Yeah, just a thing,” Sandbar answered, “between friends.”
Gallus nodded, patting his forehead like he was about to pass out, “Between friends.”
Author's Note
A cute play on the term, Bagged and Tagged.
Bugged and Dragged
“Mmm!”
The blue changeling woke up that night, to the feel of the bunk bed above hers rocking, and to the dragoness’ smoky musk filling her nostrils.
“Smolder?” Ocellus whispered, as she could already picture what was going on.
When Smolder came back earlier, saying she’d just gone for a brisk fly around the school, Ocellus could tell even then that her friend was hot and bothered.
Ocellus blushed, “Smolder?”
In the bunk above, Smolder was biting on her blanket as she plunged two of her digits down her virgin hole. The dragoness’ hips rocked with the rhythmic thrusting of her claws. She moaned through clenched teeth.
Her intimate moment she’d shared with Gallus had caused her heat to fire up something fierce. The horny dragon clawed desperately at her own inner sanctum, in an attempt to relieve the intense need.
A light blue hoof popped up over the edge of Smolder’s bed, followed by another.
Ocellus could feel her heart flutter as she watched her friend in the midst of self-pleasure. Smolder looked so hot right now to the little changeling. Thanks to her natural ability to absorb emotions, she could just taste the sheer lust coming off her.
Against her better judgement, Ocellus climbed into the bed with Smolder.
The dragon had four digits stuffed in her at this point. A big wet spot formed from her juices staining the mattress.
Ocellus nudged her friend with a hoof, “Smolder!”
Just the simple touch startled the dragoness into stopping. She grabbed the hoof that had touched her, before she opened her eyes and saw Ocellus crouched over her.
Smolder’s cheeks were red, “Ocell? What?”
“Let me help you!” Ocellus said firmly.
Smolder licked her dry lips, “Help? You wanna help with this?” She said with nearly her full fist stuffed between her legs.
Ocellus put both front hooves on her friend’s chest, “I don’t like seeing you in discomfort like this. And anyway…” she blushed, “all this lust energy you’re putting off is so good.”
Smolder gulped, “I’m… feeding you?”
Ocellus nuzzled her friend’s warm scaly chest, “I can’t help it… it’s a changeling thing, you know.” She grew more affectionate, “It’s such a sweet emotion.”
Smolder had to think as Ocellus continued to rub against her, “Wh-what, what are you gonna do?”
Ocellus looked in Smolder’s eyes as she said, “I want…” she crawled backward, “to taste you, Smolder.” She continued to nuzzle Smolder’s smooth belly as she traced her way down.
The dragoness could only stare as her friend got closer to her privates. She knew the changeling was serious as soon as she felt the bug pony’s breath against her slit.
Smolder took her paw away to let Ocellus do what she was going to do. Any relief was welcome, any relief.
Ocellus let out a little wow, when she was finally staring at her friend’s most private place. She breathed directly on the rosy pink petals of Smolder’s slit.
Smolder sucked in air as the changeling’s breath tickled her insides.
Ocellus looked up at Smolder, “May I?”
The blushing dragoness just nodded while her heart started to beat fast, “Just do it.”
That was all the bug needed before she slipped her tongue over Smolder’s slit. It didn’t taste quite like Ocellus thought it would.
Just that light touch sent an intense shiver up Smolder’s spine, “Shit…”
Ocellus kept licking, tasting the juices that stained the surrounding scales. When she had licked that up, she held it open with a hoof then slipped her tongue between the folds.
Smolder cursed again, “Shit!” while she felt her insides violated by friend’s tingly, wiggling tongue.
Ocellus withdrew her tongue and she hummed from the pure liquid lust, “So good…” She had to keep going. She stuck her little muzzle between Smolder’s legs and slipped her tongue back in to gather more of her sweet lust.
“Fuck!” Smolder cussed while Ocellus continued to pleasure her, showing quite the technique for both their first times.
Before long, Ocellus was just making out with Smolder’s pussy, slipping her tongue far as she could, while her lips sucked on Smolder’s lips.
Drool and cum dripped down the changeling’s muzzle, and stained the dragon’s mattress.
Ocellus’ forelegs held down Smolder’s legs.
Smolder’s claws tore the bedcover as her hips rocked back against every hot lick.
Ocellus kissed Smolder’s pussy whenever she pulled out to catch her breath, her tongue tracing the outer ridges. She noticed, “You don’t have a clitoris, Smoldy?”
The dragon laughed nervously from the random question, “Well, no… I think that’s just a thing mammals have.”
Ocellus kissed the top part of her friend’s slit, where there would have been one, “Interesting… Changelings aren’t mammals either, but I know I have one.” She slipped her tongue back inside to gather more liquid lust.
A grin curled up Smolder’s muzzle, “Really?” she moaned, “Can I see it? I mean, since we’ve already gone this far.”
Ocellus kept licking while she pondered Smolder’s request. The changeling withdrew, but only so she could pick herself up, shift her body around so her rump was in Smolder’s face while she continued her oral attack.
Smolder blushed harder now that Ocellus had exposed her rear so readily for her. They rarely wore clothes, so technically there wasn’t anything to expose, but it did not lessen the effect of staring at her friend’s tight pink labia, nestled between puffy blue folds, or the cute, tidy, little ring above the slit.
Ocellus blushed from letting her friend see everything so up close. She blushed more when she felt a paw touch her smooth chitinous rump.
“Damn!” Smolder whispered as she pinched Ocellus’ rear, peeling the lip to see the light pink folds, the little pulsing clit as the bug had described.
Ocellus just kept tasting Smolder’s virgin hole, her muzzle now upside down, thus pressed against the dragon’s other virgin entrance. Her breath on that puckered ring struck the dragoness with erotic chills across her inexperienced body.
“Celestia…” the dragon muttered under her breath.
…
In the dorm down from theirs, Silverstream was up, her ear pressed against the wall that separated the two rooms.
The hippogriff’s wings flapped as she listened to the fun stuff happening next door.
The big brown, woolly lump in the bottom bunk moved about. Her sensitive bovine nose detected a strong musky smell. The yak woke with a yawn “Silverstream?”
The purple hippogriff held a clawed finger to her beak, “Yona, we have to be quiet. I can hear the girls in the other room, I think they are playing Mommy Games!”
Yona tilted her head, “Mommy Games?”
The excited purple horsebird trotted on the rug, as her wings kept flapping, “Yeah, Mommy Games, like the games that my mom plays with her friend, Seacelia! Mom and Seacelia go into the bedroom, they don’t let me or Terramar go in, but I like to listen because it sounds like so much fun! They make all kind of noises, almost all night, and it makes their room kinda smelly, but they’re always hugging and kissing when they come out, so it must be a really fun game.”
The yak tried to follow the hippogriff’s long over-elaborate description. Her wide nose twitched and Yona scratched her nose with a hoof before she was able to identify the source of the smell that woke her up. “Why hippogriff smell like Mama, Papa Yak private hut?”
Silverstream turned her flexible neck back, innocently lifting her tail, flashing Yona as she sniffed herself, “Ooh! That happens sometimes when I listen to Mommy Games with Terramar. My thingy gets all wet and sticky. I mean, we’re usually underwater so I don’t even notice until my brother points it out, he always has this silly look when he does it. He goes to his room and makes noises too, but not like Mom’s noises.”
Yona blushed when Silver had blatantly exposed her vulva to the yak. She knew exactly what Silverstream was describing. She knew this because yaks were taught early about how Mama Yaks and Papa Yaks make baby yaks, and how sometimes Mamas like other Mamas, and Papas like other Papas. Yona gasped, “Silverstream! Good girl is not supposed to expose her privates, unless she want call hussy!”
Silverstream gasped as she turned around then sat down on the rug, “Oh no! I didn’t even think of it! I don’t want to be called a hussy!” She blinked for a few seconds before she asked, “Um, what’s a hussy?”
Yona sighed and stomped a hoof, “Hussy is loose girl, wave rear at boys and girls like free buffet! Hussy is very bad girl!”
Silverstream raised an eyebrow, “But why is it so bad to show everyone my butt?”
Yona grunted and rolled her eyes, “Ugh! How hippogriff not know about sex? Silverstream older than Yona!”
Silverstream blinked as if it had just dawned on her, “Oh! Is that what Mom does with Auntie Seacelia? I’ve actually been able to peek on them a few times! I’ve seen Mom licking Seacelia in her naughty place, and I sometimes see my brother’s pink thing come out after we’ve been watching.” She paused, “Oh… I’m not supposed to do all that am I?”
Yona shook her head, “No! Not if want call hussy! Supposed be good girl and wait for good boy!” She sat down on the floor as she touched her two front hooves together, “Like Sandbar!” she said it in a dreamy fashion as hearts floated over her head.
Silverstream smiled at her friend’s cute crush on their friend, “Aw, Yona! Well, I don’t really like a boy like Sandbar, but I do like Gallus! Gallus is funny, he’s sensitive, he’s half bird like me!”
Yona smiled at Silverstream, “Silverstream like Gallus, like boyfriend?”
Silverstream had to think, “Well, I’m not ready for a boyfriend, but I do like Gallus, but I like all our friends! Besides, I think Smolder likes Gallus too. They are so much alike in how they can say mean stuff and it’s still funny.”
Yona approached Silverstream to jab the hippogriff in her plumage, “Then Silverstream must try win Gallus over Smolder!”
Silverstream pouted, “But then Smolder would be sad. Can’t there be some way the both of us can share Gallus, like Mom and Seacelia sometimes like to play with Dad?”
Yona nodded sagely, “Yes, Yona Mama tell Yona how sometimes yak can have two Mamas, one Papa, or other way! Yona has two Papas!”
Silverstream seemed so intrigued now, “Oh, so two boys can do that stuff together? I mean, I do sometimes see my dad preening with Uncle Seaspray, but I’m sure it’s just because they’re brothers.”
Yona just touched her two hooves together, “Brother yak can have sex with brother yak, yes. They put it in butt.”
Silverstream oohed and awed at all she was learning, “Oh, that’s sex? I have seen Dad do that with Seaspray when they thought I was in the other room with Terramar. I’ve seen them suck on each other’s things, and I’ve seen them rub their things together until they make the seafoam.”
Yona blushed again from Silver’s vivid descriptions. She shamefully could feel the wool around her hindquarters getting damp, “That not seafoam, that sperm. That how Daddy make baby with Mommy.”
Silverstream’s innocent mind was being blown to kingdom come right now, “Wow! And Dad is making babies in Uncle Seaspray’s butt?”
“No, it only work with Mommy and Daddy. Two boys still do it, because it feels good and they like it. It mean love!”
Silverstream gasped, “Then Dad loves Uncle Seaspray?”
Yona nodded while the blush in her muzzle grew, “Yes, sex mean love. Make babies, no make babies, it always mean love!”
Silver touched her beak with a purple claw, “So, when Terramar makes the seafoam in his claws, does that mean he loves himself?”
Yona frowned, “What?”
“Yeah, sometimes when Terramar’s thing comes out he goes to his room, but he doesn’t always close the door right. So I watch him play with his thing until his stuff comes out, sometimes he says Mom’s name when he finishes.”
Yona pushed Silver with her front hooves, “Silverstream, please stop. Make Yona wool wet.”
Silverstream could pick up the earthy musk of her roommate, “Oh… are my stories turning you on, Yona? I’m sorry!” She blushed finally.
Yona shook her head, “No, no. It perfectly normal to feel wet. Yona need go rub it.”
Silverstream’s bashfulness was immediately forgotten as she hopped up, “Ooh! Can I see your thing, Yona?”
Yona gasped, “What Yona just say about not be hussy?”
Silver tilted her head, “So sex is good, but looking at someone’s wet thing makes me a hussy?”
Yona groaned, “Silverstream, Yona, too young. Need finish education, get job before make babies or not make babies.”
Silver’s mind was in a whirl and she had to hold her head, “Okay, now I’m confused.”
Yona sighed.
…
In the other room, Ocellus laid with Smolder in the changeling’s bottom bunk.
The top bunk had been plenty spoiled by their earlier activities.
A glowing, blushing Smolder planted thankful kisses on her bug-pony friend’s cheeks and muzzle, “Thank you, Ocellus for all that.”
Ocellus absorbed all of friend’s post-sex lovey emotions. She cuddled back her sexy dragon friend, letting her lavish little kisses on her, “I’ve honestly been waiting for a reason to do something like that for sometime, Smolder.”
Smolder petted her friend’s backside, letting her claws tickle the sensitive veins in her transparent wings.
Ocellus shivered from the teasing, “I know you like Gallus, Smolder. I know that’s what that thing was about.”
The dragon blushed as the changeling spoke. Was she really that transparent about her feelings with Gallus? She just always liked hanging out with the griffon because he was so much like her. She figured she only let him jack off in front of her because that was a thing friends did, really intimate friends. Did she really like him like that, though?
Ocellus smiled as she drew circles in Smolder’s chest with her right hoof, “What were you really doing yesterday, Smoldy?” She giggled, “I know you weren’t just flying around the school.”
Smolder sighed, “Okay… so I gave Gallus back his dirty magazine.”
Ocellus blushed, “Oh right, I was kinda hoping I could look through that some more. I wanted to try turning into that sexy dragoness.”
Smolder could already picture it and it made her slit tingle, “Okay… so Gallus asked if I wanted to go read the porn with him. I think he was just joking, but I said yeah. So we did that.” Smolder found herself idly tickling Ocellus’ ear.
The changeling’s wings vibrated as she giggled, “That’s cool, sharing a good book, even if it’s porn.” She wiggled her non-existent eyebrows at Smolder.
Smolder continued, “Well, after we’d been looking through the porn, Gallus’ dick got hard. It was big, fleshy, veiny, and dripping stuff all over.” She could feel her heat flaring back up, just from reminding herself of how big he was, “He’s a real good size… I beat he could leave me bow-legged… I’m more into girls, but I wouldn’t mind letting him split me with that thing of his.”
Ocellus lay there on Smolder’s belly, just absorbing the dragon’s lust for her griffon friend. It was so sweet, so fattening. The changeling burped, “Sorry.”
Smolder blushed, “You’re just eating all that up, huh?”
Ocellus smiled, “Oh yeah… your every thought is so sexy, Smolder.”
Smolder grinned, “Then you’ll like this next part.”
And she told Ocellus about how she convinced Gallus to start jacking off in front of her. She told about fingering herself then making Gallus smell her moist heat on her claws, how he licked her claws clean, how it made her feel even hotter, how much she just wanted to push that griffon over then jump his bones. She described how much hot cum the griffon made, for her, to impress her. She was so about to kiss him, fuck him, whatever he wanted, but then Sandbar had came in and wrecked the mood.
Ocellus’ vulva winked and drooled from Smolder’s story. Her wings vibrated as she sucked up all that fresh love, “Oh, Hive, Smolder, you’ve made me so full.” she spoke in such lusty, sultry, very not Ocellus-y tones just from how much Smolder filled her up, “So much love and lust!”
Smolder herself felt turned on at seeing how much she was turning on Ocellus.
The two friends locked eyes as Smolder reached up to grip Ocell’s face.
Then, before either had a moment to think, Smolder locked muzzles with Ocellus.
Author's Note
If that last part feels like a cop out, well then 🚓.
Sweet Dreams, Sandy
Smolder had just kissed her friend, Ocellus, clean and clear on the mouth.
Ocellus’ eyes widened from the impact, then they closed as she kissed back, as Smolder’s paws explored her smooth, soft, blue exoskeleton.
Smolder pushed the bug pony down on her back, pinning her as the kiss deepened, their tongues meeting in each other’s mouths.
Smolder’s long, serpentine, forked tongue wrapped around Ocellus’ and both girls sucked on one another’s sweet spit.
Their groins bumped together in their embrace, making both dragon and changeling shiver in their spontaneous kiss.
It was Smolder who, reluctantly, broke the kiss.
Ocellus licked her lips, “Wow… that’s the best tasting love I’ve ever had.”
Smolder continued to nuzzle the blue changeling, “And there’s a lot more where that came from… if you want it.”
Ocellus nodded eager as her cheeks turned rosy pink, “Yes, yes… love me, mate with me, make me yours!”
Smolder kissed Ocellus again, “Love Bug.” she pressed her groin to Ocellus’ again.
It then took some awkward maneuvering, for a dragoness who was still pretty inexperienced, to arrange herself so her slit paralleled the changeling’s.
With a first experimental thrust, she made her wet, heated slit, slide between the lips of Ocellus’ open vulva.
Both bug and dragon moaned as their lady parts ground together.
“Fuck, this is hot…” Smolder whispered.
“So hot…” Ocellus kissed her, leaving a love bite on Smolder’s bottom lip.
The two teenaged females rocked and ground against reach other, swapping kisses, drinking each other’s saliva, making their pussies squish between their adjoined hips.
…
In the next room over, Silverstream was still listening, her own vulva twitching as she could hear both Ocellus and Smolder moaning.
Yona came back from the bathroom, and stamped her hoof when she once again saw Silverstream’s tail flagged over her rear, exposing her dripping virgin slit to the yak.
“Silverstream! Is Yona going to have to see your butt every time Yona walk in here now?”
Silverstream blushed, but did not put her bottom down, “Well, I’m sorry, but I don’t know what I’m supposed to do about the wet stuff.”
Yona groaned, “You don’t know?”
Silver pouted, “No.”
The yak sighed, “Yona not supposed to, but would you like for Yona to show you?”
The hippogriff got excited, “Really?”
Yona rolled her eyes, “Sure. Friends help friends. Come sit Yona’s bed.” She climbed in bed and patted the mattress for Silver to join her.
The hippogriff was quick to join her, “Okay?”
Yona cautioned Silverstream, “Now, hippogriff can look, but no touch, not without Yona say.” Next, the yak leaned back and she spread her hindlegs to let Silver see her privates.
Silver oohed when she saw Yona’s slit, “Ooh, you have a big one, Yona. It looks squishy, can I touch it?”
Yona blushed heavily from letting her friend see her most private area, “You may, but only little and not inside.”
Silver reached the small distance between her and Yona. She held Yona’s big bovine vulva and squeezed it to test its squishiness.
Yona bit her lip as the touch made her leak out a little bit of her pussy juice.
Silver picked up the sticky, translucent stands in her purple claws, “Wow, it’s sticky.” She sniffed it, “That’s definitely like Mom’s room.” then licked it, “Ooh, that’s kinda salty.”
Yona groaned, “You not supposed to eat it, not unless dating.”
Silver still licked up Yona’s residue, “Oh, so this is boyfriend and girlfriend stuff?”
Yona nodded impatiently, “Yes! Boyfriend, girlfriend, Mama, Papa. Now Yona turn!” She pushed Silverstream with a hoof, making the hippogriff go for a comical tumble backwards.
“Whoa!” Silver came to rest on her back, her wings splayed out, hindquarters completely exposed.
Yona pushed Silver’s hindlegs open, “Now, listen Yona carefully.”
Silver looked confused, but she nodded.
Yona let a playful smirk form on her wide muzzle. She looked down and she touched a hoof to Silver’s downy soft belly.
The petting made Silver trill like a content bird. The petting stopped then Silver felt Yona’s hoof on one of her teats.
“Now, Silverstream, these your nipples.” she instructed as she pinched the nipple on Silver’s right teat.
Silver yipped cutely, “That feels funny.”
Yona dragged her hoof further down to Silver’s puffy labia. She pinched the outer lips.
Silver yipped more, “Oh! Is that what it feels like when Mom touches Seacelia there?”
Yona nodded, “Yes!” She dragged her hoof around the outer ridges of her friend’s vulva. She knew what she was doing was naughty, and went against Mama Yak’s teachings, but Yona still wanted to do this. She wanted to know she could pleasure someone, so she could impress Sandbar. That’s what she told herself.
Silver moaned, “Oh… that feels very nice.”
Yona leaned over her, “You want feel real nice?”
The hippogriff nodded, already rocking her immature hips.
Yona dragged her hoof faster against her friend’s entrance, allowing her hoof to get lubed up, before she stuck the hoof between Silver’s legs, wedging it inside her virgin pussy.
Silver moaned aloud, “Oh, yes!”
…
Back in Smolder’s and Ocellus’ room, the two young lovers were still passionately grinding pussies.
The mess in Ocellus’ mattress clearly told that the pair had both already achieved messy finishes, they were just now working for an encore.
Smolder was still on top, thrusting her pussy into Ocellus like she were a male in rut.
Their sticky, aching vulvas were rosy red from the extra exertions.
Both heard Silver’s moan next door.
Smolder snickered, “Sounds like we’re inspiring our other friends to get a little messy.”
Ocellus hummed, “Feels like it too.”
…
In Silver’s and Yona’s room, the purplish horsebird flexed her wings and her limbs as she experienced her first ever orgasm.
Yona bore an uncharacteristically smug look on her face, “Yona better than thought.” She looked at her hoof after pulling it out of Silver’s now winking, squirting pussy.
Silver just panted as she came down from her sexual high, “By the pearl, that… that was amazing!”
Yona sat back, just enjoying the sight of Silver rolling in the ensuing ecstasy, “Hippogriff mind blown?”
Silver just nodded, “My head, my crotch, and everything else! Oh… I can’t wait to try this stuff with Terramar!”
Yona jabbed Silver in her gut, “No, Silverstream! No have sex with own brother. It bad for genes.”
The hippogriff pouted, “Aw, really? Well, I won’t let him put it in me, I just want to watch him make babies with his flipper, or claws, then I can show him what I learned!”
Yona was firm, “No! Bad Silverstream!”
“Aww!”
…
Across the hall, in the guys’ dorm, both Sandbar and Gallus were wide awake.
The griffon had been looking through his magazine when Silver hit her very loud climax. The shock caused his wings to flare out, “Whoa…” He peered over the edge of his bunk, “Ya heard all that, Sandy?”
The pony peered up, “Heck yeah, I did!”
Gallus chuckled, “Sounds like your marefriend’s helpin’ Silverstream find herself.”
Sandbar blushed, “Yona’s not my marefriend. Not yet… we both wanna wait until we’re older before we” he tapped his front hooves together to drive his point without having to say it. Just thinking of it made him drop out of his sheath. Why did nature have to make him such a pervy colt?
Gallus dangled his magazine over the edge, “Need some readin’ material, Sandy?”
The pony futilely hid his growing green pole while his eyes fell on the lewd posing females in Gallus’ mag, “Sure?” He took the mag carefully on his mouth, allowing him to be able to smell the griffon’s past nights worth of greasing his knuckles to these pages.
Smelling his friend’s musk caused a whole other twitch in his colthood.
Gallus didn’t even try not to look at it. His eyes shot frequently between it and his friend’s face, before the griffon asked, “Need a readin’ buddy?”
Sandbar nearly dropped the magazine, “Wha?”
Gallus was down to the bottom bunk before the pony could even process it.
Before Sandbar knew it, he was side by side with his griffon friend, looking at porn while both sported mighty erections. Sand tried to find it in him to find this as somehow wrong, but that feeling never came up.
Gallus certainly wasn’t having any inner turmoil, eyes casually looking over at his friend’s twitching green log, as he flipped through the pages of the magazine.
Sandbar could not miss any of the looks Gallus was giving, and could not stop himself from looking at the griffon’s conical shaft. He had to ask, “Gally?”
The griffon smiled like he was waiting for it, “Yes, Sandy?”
The pony gulped, “I know you’re into Smolder, and Headmare Twilight, and Professor Applejack, Professor Dash, Rarity, Counselor Starlight… pretty much all the cute mares here.”
Gallus nodded, “Right?”
Sandy gulped again, “Are you sure there’s not a little bit um.”
“Ya mean am I sure that I’m not into dudes?” Gallus just seemed to love sending those mixed signals.
Sandbar nodded with his green cheeks turned full viridian, “Are you?”
The griffon laughed dryly, “To tell the truth, I don’t even know.” He looked up at the bottom of his own bed, “I just know… growing up in Griffonstone, there was just not a whole lot of color. Every griffon was just different shades of brown, black, or gray, there were a few that stood out, but no one stuck out more than me.” He gestured to his own bright cerulean and yellow coat, “Then I come to this school and I see color everywhere. Everypony, every creature, everyone, so many different, beautiful colors, and my best friend just happens to be my favorite color.” He poked Sandbar’s snout with a claw, “Green.”
Sandbar was blushing so much, he feared the color would become permanent, “So, wanna…” what was a thing he always wanted to try with another guy, “compare dick sizes?”
Gallus snickered, “No contest there, you already beat me by just being a pony, bud.” He paused for a beat, “I’m pretty sure mine’s thicker though.”
Sandbar found himself staring at it without restraint now, he wanted to, “Can I feel it?”
Gallus did not skip a beat, “Only if you let me feel yours.”
The griffon and pony both sat up, to turn themselves around so their semi-erect dicks were almost pointing at each other.
Sandbar gulped again before reaching his right hoof over the gap between them.
Gallus did the same at almost the same pace.
Both made contact at almost the same time.
Gallus’ wings stuck up, stiffening a little as he felt how Sandbar’s cock twitched in his scaly grasp.
Sandbar wanted to moan at how the cold scales contrasted his warm cock flesh. His own hoof dragged up and down the griffon’s twitching length. He saw the little sticky strings of arousal when he pulled his hoof away.
Gallus took it a little further and stroked Sand’s length.
The pony leaned into the caress, it felt nice, he didn’t care it was his male friend doing it. He tried to cut the tension with a joke, “It’s only gay if balls touch, right?”
Gallus leaned in so his beak brushed Sand’s muzzle, “Do ya feel like testin’ that theory?”
Sandbar could feel his mind about to break, “You’re just fuckin’ with me, right? This is all just another complicated prank isn’t it?”
Gallus stopped rubbing to look at Sandbar, “Am I making you uncomfortable?”
Sand blinked, “You’re serious? You really want to try this stuff? With me?”
Gallus whispered, “Only you. I’ve said it before, I’m not into other guys, but you would be my exception.”
“Really?” Sandbar felt a cerulean wing wrap around him, pulling him closer. The pony whinnied from the sudden touch of his cock pressing against Gallus’.
Gallus sucked in air through his beak, as he rocked his rear, so his privates ground into Sandbar’s, “Looks like the balls are touching, buddy.”
Sandbar groaned. This was such a fast swerve in their relationship, yet he couldn’t complain. He was enjoying this closeness. He squeaked girlishly when he felt his butt being pinched.
Gallus nipped the pony’s neck, his clawed hands groping Sandy’s butt.
Sandbar rocked back against the pervy griffon, letting their members frot in between them.
Gallus leaned in close, “Sandbar,”
“Yes, fuck me, Gallus!” the pony uttered back.
“Sandbar!”
…
Sandbar snorted as he woke, “Wha?”
Gallus had come down from his bunk and had been shaking him, “Sandbar! You zoned out there.”
The pony shook his head, “I did?”
The griffon scoffed, “Yeah, I offered to let ya look at my mag, then ya fell into this weird dead gaze, which for you wouldn’t have seemed so weird, but your dick was hard and ya looked like you were about to blow.”
Sandbar looked down and yes, his cock was twitching hard, leaking pre and the head was mushrooming into a proper flare. The pony squeaked like a filly as he dropped down on his belly in a futile attempt to hide his erection from his friend.
Gallus chuckled, “Guess ya don’t need the porn…”
Sandbar could say nothing, he was too mortified right now. Could this be any worse? He thought to himself.
“So… ya fantasize about me fuckin’ you?”
Sandbar’s eyes widened and shot back up to Gallus.
The griffon seemed on the verge of laughing, “Hey dude, dreamin’ about it’s fine, just so long as ya… don’t try it for real… at least not without buying me a drink first.” He climbed back up to his bunk, “Well, gotta get some shut eye!”
Sandbar heard his friend go back up, so he relaxed, as his cock shrank back into his sheath. He sighed, as the memory of that strange fantasy he’d just had came back. A good sleep would just help him forget about it.
“Sweet dreams, Sandy!” Gallus called from above with poorly veiled snickers.
“Ahhh, another day, another bit,” the pinkish purple unicorn said as she came into her office, a cup of coffee levitating in her candy-blue magic.
Starlight Glimmer popped a joint in her right hindleg in quite the un-ladylike fashion. Nopony was in to see her yet, she could unwind a little. She sipped the coffee while memories of the night before flashed back.
“Trixie, are you sure this isn’t gonna be too uncomfortable?” she’d said while strapped in a harness.
“Hush, Starlight, and stop worrying.” The blue unicorn stuffed a red rubber ball in Star’s mouth, then strapped it to the back of her head. She finished tightening the leather straps to the harness that held her marefriend prone, with her purple, aquamarine-striped tail tied in a knot so her privates were exposed to the kinky magician pony.
Starlight grunted as her cheeks flushed with blush, unable to voice her further concerns around the ballgag. Her pupils shrunk when she looked back.
Trixie levitated a large rubber cock, one many times too big for the average mare. “Starlight, relax!” she said as she rubbed lube on to the toy, “I’ve tried it out on Sunburst, he seemed to like it just fine. And don’t worry, I did remember to clean it first.”
Starlight futilely tried to use her horn, the magic-resistant ring making her horn vibrate and causing her to moan around the ball.
“And don’t get started without me, Star!” Trixie smacked her marefriend’s ass with a playful grin, “Don’t worry! This won’t hurt at all.”
Starlight shivered in ecstasy at the memory, while she rubbed her sore cheeks and sipped more coffee.
Suddenly, there was a knock at her door.
“Counselor Starlight, are you in?” It was Sandbar.
“J-just a minute!” Starlight stammered as she instinctively stuffed her tail between her legs, realizing she’d unintentionally mooned her office door while stretching. Thank Celestia he hadn’t opened the door to see her indecency.
Starlight threw a plush cushion onto her chair then sat down, hissing through her teeth as her rear still ached from Trixie’s play last night, “Damn cute kinky blue bitch.” she muttered under her breath.
Starlight checked her breath, she ate a couple mints, before she called out, “Okay, Sandbar, you may come in now!” as she fixed the nameplate on her desk and put on her best smile.
Sandbar came in, “Good morning, Counselor Starlight! I know it must be pretty early in the morning, but I really needed somepony to talk to right now.”
Starlight smiled kindly to the young colt, “Oh Sandbar, I keep telling you students, you can just call me Starlight or Star, and there is no such thing as too early for me.”
Sandbar nodded, “Oh yeah, I keep forgetting.” He walked around the couch and climbed on to take his seat before Starlight.
Starlight smiled at him, “Now, what was it you wanted to talk about, Sandbar?”
The green pony blushed as his ears pinned back, “Oh uh, well, before I say anything, I just have to ask,” he looked around as if checking there was no one else in the room, before he looked back at Star, “whatever I say, it stays in here? Like if it’s something kinda embarrassing?” He rubbed his front hooves together as he tried to hide how much he was blushing.
Star giggled at his bashfulness, “Sandbar, counselor-student confidentiality is the most important thing. You can tell me anything, and you don’t have to feel bashful. I was a filly once, I still remember what it was like to be young and confused. Some of us develop weird kinks, some of us go off and start cutie-mark based cults.” She shrugged.
Sandbar nodded, “Right.” He took a breath while he rubbed his scalp, “Well you see, Starlight, the thing is...” he hesitated before he just let it out, “Last night, I had a weird sex dream.”
Starlight’s bright blue eyes blinked a couple of times before she registered what she had just heard, “Well,” she became flustered, “Sandbar, it is perfectly normal for a colt your age to start fantasizing about the cute mares around you. Everypony goes through it, I did it, even now when I am in a relationship with my marefriend, Trixie, I still find myself just dreaming about those nights we get to share.”
Sandbar blushed as he could tell Starlight was unintentionally turning herself on from describing her passionate relationship with Trixie. He coughed, “Well, Starlight, the thing is… it wasn’t a mare I was dreaming of. It was my friend, Gallus.”
Star nodded in understanding, “Oh… well, what I just said still applies. I myself am deeply in love with a mare. I see no difference in you harboring such feelings for another male. I’ll be honest with you, I am attracted to both mares and stallions. I love Trixie, and we both share those same feelings, so sometimes Trixie will invite a stallion, usually Sunburst to enjoy a full night of passion and…”
Sandbar blushed as Starlight once again found herself lost in describing her love life with Trixie and her fillyhood friend, Sunburst.
Starlight seemed to suddenly remember where she was. She blushed as she touched a hoof to her cute muzzle, “I’m sorry.” thanked Celestia he couldn’t see the wet spots her pussy was leaving in the cushion she was sitting on.
He could certainly smell her, “Wow, love and sex are just that good, huh?” He remarked.
Star bit her lip, “It can be, yes. My Trixie is indeed a very passionate, very inventive lover, and Sunburst is very considerate, gentle, yet firm, and Trixie and I are both mares who enjoy our bellies warmed by our stallion’s seed.”
Sandbar had to cross his front hooves over his groin as Starlight got super descriptive about her love life.
Starlight noticed, “Am I making you uncomfortable?”
Sand shook his head, “No, no, it’s fine. In fact, I think I’m almost gonna be late for a class so...” the colt got off the couch, his short tail contributing nothing in his attempt to hide his semi-erect shaft from the counselor.
Starlight sipped her coffee, “Sandbar, it’s a Saturday, so there are no classes today.”
Sandbar gulped, “Right, I forgot.” He scuffed the floor with his hoof, “Well, the thing is…”
“Yes?” Starlight nodded.
Sandbar sighed, “I’ve always thought I was straight. I’d never felt attracted to fillies around me, but I just figured I hadn’t met the right one. And I have, I like Yona. I like her a lot, but now this… the other night, I heard Gallus masturbating, and I jacked off to him jacking off. Last night, he offered to let me look at his dirty magazine, and I had this spontaneous fantasy about Gallus… and he heard me saying his name. He knows I’m attracted to him. He hasn’t said anything about it yet. I’m just worried about what this could mean for our friendship.”
Starlight sipped more coffee, “I see…” She mulled her thoughts about before she spoke, “Well, all this sounds like you just really need to talk to Gallus about this. It’s quite obvious your friendship is very important, as all friendships are, and part of being friends is being able to talk about things, even if they may be things that you may find distressing.”
Sandbar nodded, “Right. You’re right, I should just talk to Gallus. So… except for Yona, maybe I am gay and I just hadn’t realized. Does that make sense?”
Star smiled, “Stranger things have happened.”
Sandbar had to agree, “Yeah. This was a good talk. You are very good with this personal stuff. I’m gonna go, give myself time to think about this. Thank you for the time, Starlight.”
The unicorn smiled, “And thank you, Sandbar, for sharing with me.”
The colt smiled back, “Thank you.” he turned to leave.
As soon as the colt was gone, Starlight exhaled, “Hah!” she rubbed her aching vulva as she complained under her breath, “Next time, Trixie, I’m gonna strap you down and fuck your little blue butt with the biggest fucking dick I can find.”
…
Starlight came back from her lunch break. The unicorn levitated a plate which had a big slice of cake. She’d had a nice salad and a cucumber sandwich at her favorite cafe, then had to take home a slice of carrot cake for her dessert.
Star fixed a crooked picture of her friends, the Mane Six and Spike, before sitting down at her desk with her cake.
She dug into her cake with a nice big fork, she hummed delightedly from tasting the sweet brown sugar, crisp raisin, subtle carrot taste, acidic cream cheese frosting, and moist cake.
There was a knock at her door, “I’m in!”
The door opened and it was Smolder.
The orange dragoness smiled as she walked in, “Just caught ya comin’ back from your lunch break, eh?”
Starlight smiled sweetly, “It would seem so.” She put the plastic cover over her cake then slipped it into her desk drawer, “I’ll finish that later.” She turned her attention back to Smolder, “Now, what is it you would like to talk about, Smolder?”
The dragoness sat down on the couch, twiddling with her claws, “Well, I’m just gonna let it out.” She took a breath, “I’m attracted to two of my best friends.”
Starlight nodded, “That’s not so strange. I’m in a threeway relationship myself.”
Smolder blushed, “So that can be a thing?” She whistled, “Well, that’s a load off my shoulders there.”
Starlight nodded, “Yes, while most ponies these days are more content in pursuing a monogamous relationship, I and my two partners are polyamorous. We have even been talking about the possibility of inviting a third friend of ours to join us and make our little herd into a foursome.”
Smolder whistled again, “Damn. Well, I’ve already pursued a relationship with one of my friends… is it okay if I say who it is?”
Star cautioned with a hoof, “Only if you really want to.”
Smolder nodded then swallowed her pride, “Last night, I had sex with Ocellus.”
Starlight blushed and touched a hoof to her face, “My, I’ve always wondered what a changeling would be like in bed. I have thought about inviting Thorax or Pharynx to share with Trixie and myself.”
Smolder let a billow of smoke pour out of her snout, “Well, if you’re wantin’ to know, it was both the most adorable and the fuckin’ hottest thing I’d ever seen.” She had a thought, “Am I allowed to swear?”
Starlight giggled, “I know I don’t seem like it, but I can curse like a sailor sometimes. It’s just fucking liberating.” She smiled sweetly, “Does Ocellus absorb your love when you make love?”
“Oh yeah… it’s like she gets high off my pussy.” Smolder said, now feeling quite at liberty to be herself with Starlight, “I’ve never had a steady girlfriend before. Last night was both our first time, and I really feel like we connect.” She thought about her next words, “On the other claw, there’s Gallus.”
Starlight thought in the back of her mind, her too? Gallus must have the musk of a god.
Smolder now had to cross her legs as that dumb griffon came to her mind, “You see, the same night that I had sex with Ocellus, earlier that day… I was looking at porn with Gallus, and when he got hard, I convinced him to jack off for me, so I could watch. I had never done anything like that with anyone, and it just happened. I’ve tried to play if off like hey, we’re just friends sharin’ in somethin’ kinky. Yet, if Sandbar hadn’t interrupted us…” She clawed at the couch, “I would’ve let Gallus be my first instead.”
Starlight could smell Smolder’s musk from behind her desk, it made the unicorn mare produce more wet spots on her cushion, “Well, he could still technically be your first. But that’s not what you’re thinking about is it? You’re thinking about Ocellus’ feelings?”
Smolder blushed, “Well see here’s the thing… Ocellus wants me to get with Gallus.”
Starlight blinked before leaning in, “Excuse me?”
Smolder started playing with her tail, “That polyamory thing ya just mentioned, Ocellus wants us to have that. She wants me to share my love with Gallus, she wants to share our love with him. In the Dragonlands, ya just sorta took what you wanted, but apparently changelings are all about free love.”
Starlight said without blinking, “That sounds awesome. Now I really need to fuck Thorax.”
The dragoness snickered, “You’re a horny pony aren’t ya, Starlight?”
The unicorn comically hit her blushing face on her desk, “I am! It’s so hard being professional when I’m constantly imagining what new thing Trixie has planned for us, when we could get our third friend to join. Sometimes, I just wanna ride a dildo, right here in this office, just so I could get my mind off sex.”
Smolder snickered, “You could do that, or maybe.”
Starlight picked up the sound of flapping, suddenly Smolder was hovering above her.
“Maybe, I could give ya some relief, Starlight?” Smolder whispered with a smirk and a wink.
That made Starlight wink, but not with her eyes, “Smolder, I can’t… I’m school faculty, you’re my student, it’s unethical, sure it sounds hot, but… we could get caught.”
Smolder perched herself on Starlight’s desk then began to pet the counselor, playing with her cute pony ears and scratching her mane, “Come on, it doesn’t have to be here. We could go somewhere.”
The very inappropriate touch from her student made Starlight… start to kick her hoof like a dog, “Smolder…” she tried to say in what she hoped sounded like an authoritative tone, “this is wrong, and I order you to… to stop.”
Smolder grinned, “I don’t think you want me to stop.” She scratched Starlight’s chin, before leaning in.
Starlight blinked, “Smolder, no.” she felt herself getting angry, “This is highly inapp-”
Smolder locked lips with the counselor, her claws scratching Starlight’s soft belly while she made out with the pony.
Starlight opened her mouth to protest, Smolder slipped her tongue in, wrestling with Starlight’s while she continued to grope the pony.
Star felt herself start to give in as she enjoyed the inexperienced, but clearly vigorous touch of the dragon teen. She yipped cutely when her teats was grabbed by a naughty dragon claws.
Smolder played with the counselor’s plump crotch-teats, squeezing them, tickling the nipples until they got hard, then tugging on them while Starlight started to lean back, exposing herself more to her student.
The kiss broke, so both could breathe.
Starlight panted, “Be quiet, be quick, and make it good.”
Smolder dropped down below the desk, then she was on her knees, between Starlight’s legs, applying her serpentine tongue to the pony’s teats while she groped Star’s plump flanks.
Then, there was another knock at Starlight’s door.
…
Princess Twilight hummed delightfully to herself as she walked through the hall of her school, signing papers with her magenta magic as she made her way toward Starlight’s office.
The alicorn blushed as she thought about what she was coming to talk about with her friend, coworker, confidant, possible future lover.
They had fooled around a bit before when Star had first moved into the castle, before things between her and Trixie got more serious.
Now, apparently, Starlight had started a small herd with Trixie and Sunburst, now they wanted her to be their fourth?
The thought both touched her and made a little beast in the back of her mind growl in anticipation.
She was so busy now, with her duties as headmare, her duties as princess, could she really have a love life?
Twilight came up to the door. She took a few breaths. She checked her breath, she ate a mint, she stretched her wings and exhaled, before she knocked, “Oh Starlight? Are you in?”
She listened in, she could have sworn she heard a shuffle.
“Yeah, I’m just eating dessert, Twilight.”
Twilight opened the door with her magic then entered Starlight’s office.
Starlight was sitting behind her desk, unusually close, with her carrot cake as she ate a bite, “I honestly hadn’t expected to see you so soon, Twilight.”
Twilight tilted her head, “But it’s noon.”
Starlight blinked then nodded, “Well, time has sure gotten away from me. Funny how that happens, right?” She leaned comically.
Smolder was under the desk, listening while quietly sucking on Star’s nipples.
Twilight giggled, “Yes, I do know. Sometimes, I can be grading papers and humming a little song to myself, the next thing I know, it’s already time to go.”
Starlight nodded, “Yup.”
The two friends felt awkward.
Twilight spoke up, “So…”
Starlight tilted her head, “So?”
Twilight cleared her throat then spoke, “I’ve thought about what you asked of me the other day, Starlight. And my answer is…”
Starlight blinked as she suddenly remembered the question, “Oh?”
Twilight blushed as she looked back up at her dear friend, “My answer is yes, I would love to be part of your herd, Starlight.”
Starlight was overjoyed. The unicorn got up.
Smolder just watched from her hiding spot as an excited Starlight hopped over her desk.
The happy unicorn fully embraced Twilight.
The alicorn smiled in the warmth of the hug, “Starlight, I’ve so dearly missed those nights with you, and me, kissing, making love, you teaching me about sex.”
Starlight held her friend’s chin in her magic, “And you remember our first night? Our kisses, me muzzle deep in princess pussy.” She put a sensual growl to those last words.
Twilight groaned fitfully, feeling her marehood begin to wink, “Of course I remember. It was the most special moment for me.”
Starlight kissed Twilight on her lips, “We can make that moment more special now.”
Twilight kissed back, “I sure hope so,” then kissed again, allowing Starlight to pick her up in her aquamarine magic field.
An especially aroused Starlight levitated Twilight backward onto her couch, pinning the alicorn as she climbed over her, “Still so cute and so innocent.” Starlight teased as she began sucking on Twilight’s neck, making the alicorn mare buck and whinny.
Smolder, blushing and moist, used the distraction to crawl out from under Starlight’s desk. She couldn’t use the window to the courtyard, that would make too much noise. She had to leave through the office door.
Starlight watched Smolder’s sneaking with one eye open before returning her affections to a squealing, bucking Twilight.
Smolder crawled to the door.
Twilight suddenly remembered, “Oh wait, I forgot to close the door, what if someone catches us?”
Starlight sat up, “If they catch us, we’ll just give ‘em the best free show they could get, but I’ll close it if you’re bashful, my princess.”
Twilight blushed, “Yes, I would rather have them closed…”
Smolder had made it outside thanks to Starlight’s distraction.
“As you wish, my love.” Starlight cooed as she closed then locked the door to her office.
Smolder sat on the floor just outside Starlight’s office, “Damn… that Starlight’s a real smooth operator. Got the fuckin’ headmare in her herd now?” She got up, “Gallus… maybe we can be a herd?” She walked away.
…
“Nngh! Uh, yeah! Like that…” Gallus muttered to himself as he’d gone back to his favorite pastime, jacking off. Sandbar was out, so Gallus felt secure enough to stroke it without any interruptions.
He was firmly, fluidly humping one of his paws, when there was a knock. He didn’t stop humping, but slowed down, “Who is it?”
Smolder spoke from the other side, “It’s me, ya dumb griffon!”
Gallus immediately stopped what he was doing, “Smolder?” He put his magazine away then hopped down from his bunk. The griffon stopped to brush his crest, try to make himself a little more presentable before he opened the door, “Hey, Smolder.”
The orange dragoness was already smiling when he saw her. Smolder fiddled with her claws, “Hi, Gallus. Just thought I might drop by and…”
Gallus smiled, “Well, it’s nice of you to do so, so…” He looked back at his bunk, then right back at Smolder. He gestured with his right paw, “Did you wanna come in and look at porn again? Maybe, we could both watch each other jack it this time?”
Smolder snickered at this griffon’s idea of romance, before she casually put her paw on his cheek, “No, I have a much better idea of what we could do, dumb griffon.”
Gallus started to ask “What?” before Smolder sealed his beak with her lips.
…
Some time later, Sandbar quietly trotted his way down the dormitory hall to his dorm. He was going to do it. He was just going to let Gallus know how he felt, fully and honestly. He had already come to accept it, Gallus was only interested in females. He shouldn’t expect the griffon to change his lifestyle overnight just for his needs.
Sandbar made it to the door and was about to knock, when his alert pony ears picked up a very distinctly feminine voice coming from the other side of this door.
The pony blushed. It definitely seemed Gallus had finally nailed one of those mares like he’d been saying he would.
Sandbar felt a piece of himself break, but he wasn’t going to let himself stay upset. He knew this moment would come. Still…
Some pervy side of his just had to know who.
His strong sense of smell picked up the mixing of musks, one definitely female, kinda smoky. His eyes widened. The pony very carefully, very quietly opened the door to peek inside.
His nose began to bleed.
“Whoa…"
The little orange and purple dragon straddled the blue and yellow griffon’s waist.
Her pink serpentine tongue licked the inside of Gallus’ beak, their tongues entwined.
Gallus broke the kiss to look down at Smolder’s newly deflowered slit, wrapped around his thick veiny dick, her juices leaving his cock slick and shiny with each rock of their hips.
Her tail wrapped around his, her firm scaly rear gripped tight in his pinching, prickly, yellow claws.
Gallus whispered as he continued to caress her butt, “You’re in heat right now, aren’t ya?”
She kissed his beak, “We’re two different species, Gallus. I’m pretty sure we’re safe.” She gave another kiss to shush him so she could keep riding him.
The griffon cussed, “Fuck… don’t think I’m gonna last that much longer.”
Smolder clawed gently at his chest, “I’m gettin’ there too.” She licked the crook of his neck, “Don’t hold back, I want that knot in me.”
That was all Gallus needed to hear. The griffon started to hump faster, claws digging into her scales and leaving little marks.
Smolder plunged herself down hard as she could, moaning as that fat knot pushed through her slit before lodging itself inside her canal.
Gallus’ thrusts became lightning fast as he drew closer to his finish.
Smolder was already having hers, wings flapping uncontrollably, smoke billowing out of her snout, her vaginal muscles milking her new lover.
Gallus followed after, beak opened in a breathless, silent scree as his seed shot up into her.
Smolder dropped herself into his arms, allowing the griffon to wrap her in his warm wings, while his knot pulsed. She kissed his beak, tackling his tongue with her own.
“Whoa…”
They both heard the quiet exclamation.
Smolder looked up and saw Sandbar standing in the doorway, his eyes glued to her, then laughed nervously, “So uh… you enjoyed the show?”
Sandbar was blushing, his cock was all the way out. He raised a hoof to speak, “I think I got here at the end of the show, but it’s definitely not something I expected to see.”
She beckoned Sand, “Well, you might as well come up here and join us.”
Gallus and Sandbar both said, “What?!”
Smolder snickered, “Come on, Gally. Sand’s dick must be hard as a rock, the least I can do is suck him off for the trouble.”
The griffon was already blushing at the thought of his pony friend being in the same bed with him, but getting sucked by a girl he’d just nutted in? That was strangely hot. Gallus sighed, “Come on, Sand. And close that door, we don’t need anyone else seein’ this.”
Sandbar didn’t even think. He just closed the door, locking it, just in case. Then he climbed up to Gallus’ bunk, where he was promptly greeted by the sight of his friend, balls deep inside their dragon friend.
Smolder teasingly lifted her tail to let Sandbar see her tailhole, “Ya know, I’ve got an extra hole ya could use.”
Sand blushed even harder.
Smolder snickered, “I’m just fuckin’ with ya. Come on, ya can sit between us.”
Gallus complained, “Why between us?”
Smolder gave her new friend-with-benefits a playful smirk, “Well, I’m not that flexible I can just turn around and suck him, and it doesn’t feel like your knot’s gonna let me go anytime soon.” She wiggled her hips in his lap, making Gallus moan.
So, with some awkward positioning, Sandbar found himself sitting against the wall, sitting between both Gallus and Smolder, his green shaft throbbing while the dragon slowly stroked him. She had soft hands, he had to admit, “Your claws are deceptively soft.”
Smolder smiled at him, “Thanks.”
Gallus was desperately trying to ignore his friend’s dick standing just mere inches away from his prone body, “Havin’ a good time there, Sandy?”
Smolder gave Sandbar’s shaft a good sniff, “Ahh, that’s a good smell.” then licked the tip, collecting the pony’s pre on her tongue.
Sand just sat in place, blushing as Smolder gave his cock attention.
Gallus couldn’t ignore the situation anymore. His eyes followed Smolder as the dragon opened her mouth to take Sandbar’s shaft.
The pony gulped, not quite believing how he suddenly found himself here. Smolder’s mouth felt great though. Subconsciously, he started to pet her while she sucked on his cock.
Smolder enjoyed the petting, wiggling her hips some more to make Gallus moan.
Gallus could feel his cock finally begin to shrink away.
Smolder gave a tug, and the griffon’s dick popped out of her.
Freed, Gallus sat up, “Well, I guess I can just leave you two alone now.”
Sandbar spoke up, “Gallus, wait.” he looked down, “Um, Smold, could you back off just a bit, please?”
She stopped, “Sure.” leaving Sand’s cock shiny with her saliva.
The pony just groaned before he spoke to his friend, “Gallus, this wasn’t even what I came here for. I wanted to come to talk about-”
“How you fantasize about me?” Gallus said, his limp dick still hanging somewhat out of his sheath.
Sand blushed, “Uh…”
Gallus chuckled, “You’re really transparent, Sandy.”
Sandbar stammered, “So, you’re really not bothered?”
The griffon laughed and he shook his head, “What do I keep telling you? If that’s how ya feel about me, I’m totally cool with it. I’d be offended if guys didn’t think I was hot, to be honest. I’m not gonna do anything with them, but it’s still a hell of a self-esteem boost to know I turn on guys.”
Smolder laid down, placing herself in between Gallus and Sandbar.
She cuddled with Gallus, while she pulled Sand in with her left wing. She hugged them both close, kissing each on their cheeks, before she dragged a couple claws across Gally’s chest, “So, got enough in ya for a second round?”
The griffon puffed his chest, “Second, third… no harm in trying."
Smolder kissed his cheek, “Then quit talkin’ and pounce me, lion butt.”
With that, Gallus rolled over on top of Smolder, grinding his conical dick against her moist slit while he nibbled on her neck.
Smolder began to moan contentedly as the griffon licked her neck. She looked up and saw Sandbar was still there. She winked at him, “You can stay and watch if ya want, Sandy.”
Gallus seemed to suddenly remember Sandbar was there, “Or, you don’t have to… I mean, if you’re not comfortable.”
Sandbar put his hooves up, “Yeah, I think I would rather leave you two be. It wouldn’t feel right just watching like some creep.” He climbed back down, “I’ll just go off and give you guys your privacy…” the colt awkwardly kicked at the floor, “Catch ya guys later.”
When Sandbar was gone, Gallus turned his attention back to Smolder, “So…”
Smolder pinched his cheek, “Shut up and fuck me, Gallus.”
He laughed, “Will do.”
…
About half an hour later, Gallus was on his back, looking in Smolder’s eyes as the two of them kissed, his knot tying him to her once again as his seed filled her insides.
“Round three…” Smolder groaned between kisses, “I guess my pussy’s just that good.”
She tirelessly rocked her hips, provoking him to empty the rest of his reserves in her. At this point, his shots were thinning, less thick than earlier.
Gallus was ready to pass out. He panted to her, “Guess so… I’d say three was enough, though.”
Smolder still had plenty of energy to burn off, but she relented, “Yeah, three’s cool.”
The griffon grazed his friend’s scaly body, “I wouldn’t mind gettin’ to do this again sometime, this was-”
“The best?” Smolder finished for him, “I agree. I don’t want this to change anything about our friendship, clearly we’re a little more than friends now, but,”
Gallus chuckled as he pecked her, “We’re friends that can fuck, and I’m happy it’s you, Smolder.”
The dragoness felt herself start to purr from his simple affections.
Gallus laughed, “I didn’t know dragons could do that.”
She stuck her tongue out, “The secret’s out, but you don’t get ta tell, dumb griffon.” then she remembered what she was going to say before Sandbar came in earlier, “And you know…”
Gallus raised a brow at her, “Yes?”
Smolder looked right in his lovely blue eyes, “It doesn’t have ta just be me… Ocellus an’ me are sort of a thing now, and she encouraged me to do this. She said she wanted me to share our love, she wants to feel all this…”
Gallus listened, his dick starting to twitch as she explained.
Smolder smiled sweetly at him, “I think she even wants a shot at you, too.”
Gallus took a good second to think about that, “Ocellus, huh? Well, she is pretty damn cute. I didn’t think she’d be so gung ho for this sort of thing, though.”
Smolder blushed, “I think it’s sorta my fault, ‘cause she saw your magazine before I was able to return it. I woke up ta her readin’ it like that was one of her textbooks. Now, she’s on this whole kick about feelin’ love. She… heard me jackin’ it after that afternoon we spent together, Gallus.”
He nodded, “Uh-huh?”
The dragoness blushed more, “Oh, I don’t know if I should say more… short end of it is, we got into it, hot and heavy after that. Now… I think, I want to try… I want us to be a herd.”
Gallus widened his eyes a little, “A herd?”
Smolder became self-conscious, “Er, yeah… I talked to Counselor Starlight about it, and she told me about how some ponies start herds… I think she called it polyamorous…”
“So, you want me, you, and Ocellus to be polyamorous? You want us to be a threesome?”
Smolder felt scared, “Was that too much? We don’t have to do that… I was just-”
Gallus shushed his friend with a claw to her snout, “That is a bit much, I’m not gonna lie.” He was smirking, clearly not upset, “I’m just gonna need time to think on it. I’m not opposed to the idea, I just need some time, okay?”
Smolder smiled, “Why do you keep bein’ so freakin’ nice? That first day I met ya, I liked ya ‘cause I thought we could be jerks together now… you’re the nicest guy I’ve ever met and I like that even more.”
Gallus laughed, “I’m not nice, I’m just jerk-deficient."
They both started to laugh.
…
Sandbar sighed as he trotted away. He didn’t know what he was supposed to feel right now. He was certainly happy to see two of his best friends hook up, Smolder even seemed to want to add him to the fray.
He couldn’t though. That’s not what he was brought up with. A good pony was supposed to just find their special somepony, and that one, that was supposed to be the one he should devote himself to.
He knew ponies used to herd, and even heard some still did that, but his parents were happily married without having to have anyone extra. He wanted to be like them, and Yona, that was who he wanted.
The distracted pony wasn’t watching where he was going and so he walked, muzzle first right into someone’s hindquarters.
Silverstream had been standing outside Counselor Starlight’s office, her ear pinned to the door outside, tail inappropriately raised, exposing her lady bits to passersby, and there were quite a few ponies that walked by with confused looks, then just kept going.
She didn’t notice any of them, she was too busy listening to the noises inside. She’d heard those sexy noises, just like the ones her mom made, just like Smolder and Ocellus were making, just like the ones she made when Yona touched her down there. The innocent hippogriff’s mind had been sufficiently corrupted.
Whatever Starlight and her mystery marefriend inside were doing, it sounded fun, smelled funky, and it made her bits go wet. She could feel her virginal hole winking, as if it wanted something to fill it.
The hippogriff nearly shrieked when somepony stuck their nose right under her tail.
She spun right round to catch Sandbar.
The green pony didn’t know what he had walked into, but he was dazed, and for some reason, his nose felt wet. He shook his head and wiped his muzzle to see what it was. His nostrils flared, his pupils shrank. He realized what this clear sticky stuff was, no sooner than he found himself eye to eye with the most loony griff he had ever met.
Silverstream booped his snoot with her beak, “Sandbar! Whatcha doin’ sniffin’ my butt?”
The pony stammered as he tried to back away, “Uh-uh, I wasn’t, I-”
Silver gasped, “Oh Pearl!” She booped him again, “Sandbar! Are you being a naughty boy?”
Sandbar held up his front hooves, “I-I didn’t mean to, honest!”
Silver just kept walking with him as the pony backed away, “So, why’ve ya got my happy juice on your face?”
Sandbar went for a tumble and found himself on his back, with his legs curled up against his body.
Silver stood over him, her eyes falling on his naughty bits. She saw that he had come out of his sheath, then she looked at him, “Ooh… you liked my smell did ya?”
Sand couldn’t believe what he was hearing from the too-pure hippogriff.
She stepped over him, her lovely seashell blue mane falling over her face as she leaned down to, once again, boop his snoot, “Did my juice make you hard, Sandbar?”
He’d only just gotten himself back to his sheath after walking away from Gallus and Smolder. He’d be lying if he said Silverstream’s unique musk didn’t get to him though. It was a lighter version of Gallus’, it must’ve been the griffon part of her species.
Silverstream’s cheeks were blushing as she said the next thing, “Would… would you like more of my juice?”
Sandbar squeaked out, “What?!”
She shut his mouth with a purple paw, “Don’t be so noisy! You’ll bother Counselor Starlight and her friend.” She continued, “Now…” She leaned in closer, whispering, “would you like to lick me, there?”
Sand was confused, yet intrigued, “You want me to lick you?”
Silver smiled as she walked around him, “Yona told me that’s what some creatures did when they… like someone. You’re my friend, I like you. Do you like me, Sandbar?”
Sand thought for a second, “Yes… I like you. I like all of our friends, Silverstream."
Silver sat down on Sandbar’s belly, failing to realize the effect that would have on his lower parts, “Okay, so… do you wanna lick me then? Yona showed me the thing with her hoof, but she wouldn’t show me the other stuff. Said I have to wait a few years. A year’s too long!”
Sandbar listened to her rambling, at the same time, he felt her warm feathery bottom on his belly, her tail unknowingly tickling his balls and making the pony grow out more.
Silver felt the blunt tip touch her rear. She gasped and stood up to look at it, “Oh… you must really like me, Sandbar.” She looked at him, “Can I lick you?”
Sandbar found her tattered innocence so… so cute and so hot. He never figured her to be the minx of their small group. What spark he didn’t ever feel with the normal mares, he felt it big with her, “You can, but not here. we…”
Silverstream giggled, “Oh right, it’s bad to do this out here in the hall… Yona said that too, ‘that why Mama Yak, Papa Yak, keep it in bedroom’ like that funny way she says things!”
Sand gulped, apparently Yona had been giving Silverstream sex ed lessons. Go fig. He laughed, “So… would you like to find somewhere else? Somewhere nice and quiet?”
Silver sat on his belly again, this time trapping his cock under her dripping vulva. She shuddered from his length touching her there, “Ooh yeah… nice and quiet.”
…
The door to a random supply closet flew open, then Sandbar stumbled backward as Silverstream excitedly pulled him in with her. She closed the door, locked it. She drew the curtains shut so no one could see in through the window.
Sandbar’s mind still whirled from being roughly handled by the deceptively strong hippogriff.
Silverstream blushed when she turned to look at Sandbar, “So…” She sat down, like a pet dog, “Should we…”
Sandbar smiled as he let her find the words on her own.
Silver sidled herself a little closer to him, “Should we kiss?”
Sandbar gave what he hoped was a confident smile, “That’s a good place to start.”
Silver fluttered her wings excitedly, knocking over a few brooms, “Okay!” So she bounded forth and planted her best beak-to-muzzle kiss.
It was as awkwardly, cutely adorable as Sandbar had imagined.
The highly inexperienced virgin griff pecked her friend’s cute muzzle, but didn’t know what she was supposed to do next. Yona said she wouldn’t show her, so she’d figured she’d learn on her own.
Sandbar blushed. He licked Silver’s beak.
She giggled before she got the idea, “Okay, we’re supposed to use our tongues?”
Sand nodded, “Yeah.” He had spied on his parents sometimes when they got lovey-dovey. He licked the edge of Silver’s pretty beak.
She opened up, and her tongue brushed against Sand’s.
Sandbar smiled as he caught her narrow tongue and gave it a little suck. He’d seen his dad do that with his mom.
Silver’s blush fired up, she pushed further to let him keep sucking on her tongue.
Sand put his front legs around Silver to let his hooves explore her soft body. He felt her wings.
Silver shivered when his hooves rubbed against her wings. She opened them up let him feel all he wanted.
The young colt did so, carefully massaging the edges of her wings, before he came to her wing joints. He drove his hooves into her wingpits.
It made the griff gasp as juice dripped down the inside of her legs.
She broke the kiss to ask Sand, “You wanna lick me… down there?”
Sandbar nodded before Silverstream knocked him over on his back
The colt only had a second to recover before Silver spun around and squatted over his face. Her dripping pussy hovered inches from his muzzle.
Silver blushed, she seemed to realize how inappropriate this was to do. Next thing, she felt Sandbar’s hooves on her flanks.
The pony pulled her down onto his muzzle.
Silver chirped from the yanking, then let out a dreamy little moan when she felt his tongue glide over her pouting labia. She trilled, “That’s such a nice tickly feeling.”
Sandbar just pushed his muzzle a little more between his friend’s lips, giving himself a good feel and taste of her virginal canal. His nose was smothered in the cute griff’s subtle musk.
Silver’s wings flapped wildly, knocking over more supplies as she rode mini-orgasms, swiveling her equine hips for Sandbar, angling herself so he could go deeper.
And deeper Sandbar went, burying his muzzle in Silver’s hole, letting his tongue slip in as deep as it could.
Silver was moaning more and more from Sand’s wide tongue slipping down her narrow passage. “Sandbar!” she said as she kept rocking those equine hips, while her purple claws felt over her own body, getting every tingly feeling she got from her friend, “Sand…” Her right paw came down to her right teat. She pulled the little nipple, adding more of the tingly feeling, “S-s-such a good friend!”
Such praises from the world’s most innocent hippogriff made Sandbar’s chest, and his dick, swell up with pride. He withdrew a little bit and found the griff’s clit. He wrapped his lips around her little button then sucked on it, while he slipped his right hoof up in Silver’s pussy.
That proved too much for Silverstream. The virginal griff’s wings flapped more wildly than ever, creating such a big mess in the cramped supply closet, while her pussy made its own mess, squirting her juices all over Sand’s hoof, then his face when he removed the hoof to drink some of her cum.
“Sandy…” She twittered while sharp tingles shot up and down her spine, “Sandy… thank you!”
Her hindquarters weakened, Silver toppled over onto her back.
Sandbar followed her down, keeping his muzzle between her legs as he kept on licking her leaking puss, and the sticky parts around it.
Silver continued to trill and moan from the pony’s continued licking. Her purple paws held his pony head, ruffled his mane, played with his ears while he seemed intent on finishing the job she gave him.
Sandbar didn’t know how he could stop, tasting Silverstream, her essence, her most private parts, getting to explore the one mare he thought would be too pure for this sort of thing. He wanted more Silver.
Silver trilled, “Oh, you must really love pussy, Sandbar.”
He took his muzzle away to answer her, “I guess I do.” before he started sucking on her little crotch-tit.
Silver wiggled some more, “Ooh, you like those too, Sandy?”
He nodded and smiled up at her while he sucked on her nipple and played with her other teat with his left hoof. From there, the pony licked, kissed and nibbled his way slowly up Silver’s body.
The hippogriff loved every little thing he was doing to her.
Finally, Sandbar was muzzle to beak with Silverstream. He nuzzled her, “Silver, thank you for doing this… I’m loving every second of this.”
Silver’s eyes watered and she hugged the pony, “Oh thank you, Sandbar!” failing to notice his fleshy pole becoming trapped between their bellies. She wiggled and rocked against him, her fuzzy belly tickling the underside of Sandbar’s shaft.
“Uh, Silver?” He tried to warn her, “Mmf!” but she ambushed him with a kiss, trapping his tongue in her beak.
That proved to be his breaking point.
Sand whinnied and bucked against Silver’s belly while his flare grew, then his hot off-white cum shot out of him, splattering his friend’s belly all over with his seed.
Silver felt the hot stuff shooting all over her. She cooed, “Ooh… the seafoam.”
Sandbar continued to hump against her belly as he emptied his young nuts.
When he was done, Sandbar fell over onto his back.
Silver looked at the gooey wet stuff that was soaking her fur. She played with it, rubbed it into her fur, “This stuff is so cool!” She looked at her paws all covered in the seafoam . She smelled it, it was salty, just like the sea. She lapped it up, and instantly fell in love with the salty-sweet, almost fishy flavor. It reminded her of home.
Sandbar laid on the floor, only vaguely aware of what Silverstream was doing. His mind was a whirl; he liked Yona, but now he really liked Silverstream.
Why did he feel guilty now?
Then, the door to the supply closet opened.
Spike paused as he stood over to the two students sprawled on the floor, smothered in each other’s bodily fluids. The purple dragon stood there for a good second before he sighed, “Twilight doesn’t pay me enough for this crap."
“Now, we are not saying that what the two of you have done is wrong,” Twilight cautioned as the understanding and kind headmare she wished to be for her students, “Nor are we to forbid such conduct. We understand perfectly fine how hard it can be dealing with hormones at your young ages. I’ve dealt with them, Starlight has dealt with them, the whole faculty, everyone in Ponyville, I’m sure even the Princesses themselves, have had to deal with those urges.”
Silverstream rose her paw.
Twilight raised an eyebrow, “Yes, Silverstream?”
“Does Spike do it, too?”
The purple dragon had been standing by Twilight’s desk documenting her words. He immediately stopped when Silver asked about his proclivities. The blushing assistant looked to his surrogate older sister for support.
Twilight answered, “Yes, even Spike deals with urges. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve found mysterious wet spots in his bedsheets in these years since I’ve been living with the guy.” She stuck her tongue at Spike.
The dragon just flipped off his big sister before going back to writing.
The headmare let herself laugh a little, “Anyway, as I was saying, Silverstream, Sandbar, there is really nothing wrong with what you did, but I would kindly suggest that the two of you keep such activities to your dorms, if you must exercise these urges. As for the clean up, and the costs to replace the carpet in that closet… well, I am afraid I must administer the just punishment of writing a full 10, 000 page essay about the importance of respecting school property, as well as…” She looked through her rule book, “two hours in detention, come Monday classes, for the both of you. Is that fair?”
Sandbar nodded, embarrassed and cowed before a mare he looked up to so much, “It’s a fair sentence, Headmare Twilight.”
Silversteam, just as embarrassed and on the verge of tears, sniffed, “Yes, Miss Sparkle, very fair. I… I am very sorry that we let ourselves get carried away.”
Starlight stepped forward and she put a friendly hoof around Silverstream, “It’s alright, Silverstream, really. You made a mess, that’s all. We won’t be able to use that particular closet for at least a week, but it is just a closet.”
Sandbar hugged his friend too.
Silverstream let out a little trill from him hugging her, “Thank you, Sandbar, you really are a great friend.”
Twilight clapped her hooves calmly, “Now, if there is no more that needs to be said, you both may return to your dorms… and please, if you do intend to continue such activities, be mindful of your roommates.” She shot another playful look at Spike when she said that.
The purple dragon got indignant, “Oh, that one time ya caught me havin’ that dream about Rarity!”
Both Sandbar and Silverstream traded glances before walking out as Twilight and Starlight both giggled at Spike’s expense.
…
In the dormitory hall, Sand and Silver stopped to talk, “So, Silver…”
The hippogriff licked his cheek before he could say anything else, “Thank you anyway. That really was one of the best things I’d ever felt.”
Sand blushed as he rubbed the back of his head, “Yeah?”
She nuzzled, “Yeah, I especially loved it when you made seafoam all over me. It was so salty, just like my dad’s dried kelp jerky.”
He blinked, “Y-y-you ate my-”
“Well not all of it!”
The pony gulped as he could feel himself slide out of his sheath, “I should probably get inside now. Don’t want Gallus to take my bunk again.” He slipped in before anymore could be said.
Silverstream just tilted her head curiously, “Sandbar?” She shrugged, before going into her dorm.
…
Sandbar sighed once he was safe inside his own room.
Gallus was up in his bunk, “Hey, Sandy!”
The pony tried to act normal, “Yeah, hey Gally.”
The griffon looked up from his magazine when he’d heard the tone in his friend’s voice, “Oh, someone sounds like he’s got somethin’ ta say.”
The pony blushed, “Yeah… where’s Smolder?”
Gallus scratched his flank, “Gone back to her room, says she wants to hook me up with Ocellus because they want to be my… herd, I think she called it?”
Sandbar sat down on his bed, “A herd? You, Gallus?”
The griffon scoffed, “I know right, herding is a pony thing, isn’t it? Griffons don’t herd, we flock… it’s the same thing, but that’s our word for it.”
Sandbar forgot his own problems, “Really? Griffons are into sharing mates and all that?”
Gallus picked through his plumage, “Yeah, it’s not that strange to see a flock that’s got two guys and at least three hens. Griffons aren’t really all that picky about who we flock with. So…”
The griffon peeked over from his bunk to talk to Sandbar, “What about you, Sand?”
The pony groaned into his pillow before sitting up, “I don’t know if I should say anything, not until I’m sure but… Silverstream and I got called to the Headmare’s office for making a mess of a supply closet.”
Gallus dropped down from his bunk, “Silverstream?” He sat himself by Sandbar, “You were with Silverstream?”
Sand blushed, “Yeah.”
The pervy griffon leaned in, “Alone in the closet.”
The pony’s cheeks couldn’t get any darker from the blush, “Yep.”
Gallus started to laugh, “Oh wow! Ya busted a nut with Silver?”
Sandbar stammered, “Well, I busted something.”
So Sandbar spent the next half-hour describing his impromptu rendezvous with Silverstream, ending with Spike walking in on them.
Gallus was rolling in Sand’s bed with laughter.
The pony looked like he was ready to bury himself in his bedsheets and never come back out, “Yeah… Now Headmare Twilight wants us both to write an essay about respecting school property, and we have detention on Monday. You all laughed out yet?”
Gallus hugged Sandbar as he continued to laugh, “Damn! Havin’ you for a roommate has been one of the best things to ever happen in my life.”
Sandbar felt his embarrassment going down, as another part of him rose up, “Well, you’ve been a very fun roommate too, Gallus. And since we’re being open about our feelings to each other, I feel it fair to warn you, this hug’s getting me hard.
The griffon looked over Sandbar’s belly to see the green cock sliding out of his sheath, “Eh, I consider it a compliment.” then just started rubbing his friend’s belly.
Sand blushed; this time he was sure this wasn’t a fantasy. This really was his friend groping his gut and making him grow out of his sheath. He looked at Gallus, “And you’re sure you’re not even a little bit gay, because this-”
Then Gallus stopped, “Well, if I told ya that, then this would stop bein’ fun, Sandy.” He pinched his friend’s muzzle before climbing back up to his bunk, “Sweet dreams!”
A frustrated and aroused Sandbar tucked himself into bed then started vigorously humping his mattress.
In the top bunk, Gallus was stroking his cock to the sounds and smells of his friend masturbating, beak clenched expertly to prevent making too much noise.
…
So Sunday came and went, then it was Monday.
Classes were pretty uneventful and by the end of the day, both Sandbar and Silverstream stood outside Applejack’s classroom.
Sandbar was a gentlecolt and opened the door for Silver, “After you, Silver.”
“Thank you, Sandbar!” She pecked Sand on his cheek. She’d come to like how his face changed colors whenever she did that in public.
Sandbar blushed and stammered as Silverstream went in. He shook his head, “Calm down…” before he followed her in.
Applejack sat behind her desk, in front of chalkboard which bore her very odd fruit prejudice. The orange farm pony was reading a book. She looked at the two under the brim of her stetson, “We-hell now, you two’re the least Ah’d expected ta see havin’ detention.”
Sandbar sat down at his usual desk, “Really? Out of all the students, us?”
AJ closed her book, “Well, Ah guess Ocellus is pretty high up there, too.” She rose a hoof, “An’ ya don’t have ta tell me anythin’ if ya don’t want. Ah already smelled what y’all did in that closet.”
Sandbar blushed.
Silver chirped up, “Ooh, could you smell all the seafoam Sandbar made?”
Sandbar slammed his face in his desk.
Applejack raised an eyebrow, “Seafoam?”
Sand squeaked in shame, “She calls it seafoam.”
AJ connected the dots quickly, her orange cheeks turning red as she took off her hat to fan herself, “Wow, ya young’uns got that far, huh?”
Silverstream scratched her beak before a dimmed bulb finally lit in her ditzy brain, “Oh! That’s right! Yona told me it wasn’t called seafoam. It was something else… sperm, is that it?”
Sand groaned, unnoticed by the hippogriff.
Applejack waved her hooves, “Silverstream, Ah know that Ah said ya didn’t have ta tell if ya didn’t want. Ah should have also maybe said, ya didn’t have ta feel at liberty to tell me.”
Silverstream shrugged, “Okay.”
Sandbar just kept his face hidden.
AJ put her hat back on, “Well, now that ya both are seated, Ah’d say, these two hours of detention start about now… an’ remember. This is a punishment, so Ah don’t wanna hear a peep out o’ none o’ y’all.” AJ wound a clock, then placed it on her desk, “Now, if y’all excuse me, Ah must see the little filly’s room.”
Silver watched Applejack trot out with her blond tail curiously tucked between her hindlegs.
The hippogriff then proceeded to tap on her desk and whistle a tune to help pass the time.
…
“Goldurn Silverstream an’ her innocence!” AJ grunted, as she hoofed herself in the restroom stall. The farm pony had been firm on her decision to save herself for marriage. She still couldn’t help how that hippogriff’s blatant innocence in the face of a naughty situation made her marebits tingle.
“Mmm… Rainbow.” She shifted her erotic thoughts to her fellow tomcolt and closest rival/friend. That wily pegasus got her bits in a drizzle for sure when she thought about pinning her down and nibbling on those blue wings.
“MMF, Rarity.” Then she thought of that prissy, sexy, white marshmallow. She wasn’t a carnivore, but she sure would love to sink her teeth into that cushy diamond-marked butt.
Then the door to the mare’s room swung open.
A scratchy, raspy, coltish voice spoke up, “Fuckin’ A, I need ta take a wicked piss, Rares.”
A wispier, lighter, feminine voice followed, “Ugh! Must you be so vulgar, Dash.”
Rainbow taunted Rarity with “Well, I’m not the one walkin’ in to the mare’s room at school just to check my makeup!”
Rarity let out an adorably indignant “Hmph!”
AJ had to stop what she did the instant the two mares she fantasized the most about just happened to come in. She was thankful she’d been sitting on the seat so she could raise her hindlegs before they noticed she was in here.
She heard Rainbow slip into the stall next to hers, then much to her embarrassment, heard Rainbow’s sigh of relief coupled with the sound of liquid going into the bowl.
AJ pinned her ears back as she found herself trapped listening to her closest friend relieving herself, while just outside the stall she could hear Rarity humming as the unicorn was, she assumed, looking at herself in the mirror.
Thankfully, Rainbow didn’t take long.
AJ let herself relax.
“Hey, AJ!”
Applejack yelped then slipped off the toilet seat. Her butt hit the floor, her hat… went into the bowl.
Rainbow snickered, “Oh shit, Applejack! Your hat went right in there!” the cyan pegasus had thought she smelled apples and so flew up to peek over the divider to see.
“Applejack?” AJ heard Rarity outside.
The blushing farm pony hid her face behind her blond ponytail, “Rainbow, ain’t nopony taught ya about privacy?”
The pegasus scoffed, “Well, yeah, it doesn’t mean I’m gonna follow the rules all the time. I’m not Twilight.” She quickly noticed her friend was blushing then a naughty grin split her cute muzzle, “You were hoofin’ it ta me an’ Rares again weren’t ya?”
AJ snapped, “Ya know about that?!”
Rainbow laughed, “Applejack, you tryin’ to keep a secret is like Spike tryin’ not to blush whenever Rarity walks by. It’s a lost cause.”
Rarity spoke up, “Rainbow Dash! How dare you laugh at Applejack’s misfortune?” then she leaned in against the stall’s door, “Do you really fantasize about me, Applejack?”
An embarrassed AJ was blushing red with arousal and now anger, “Yes! Yes, I think about you and Rainbow all the time! I’m supposed ta be watchin’ the kids for detention, I thought I could just come here and be done quick!”
Rainbow felt bad now, “Ah jeez, I didn’t mean to make ya this upset, AJ. And I’m sorry about your hat.”
“Mah hat?” AJ hadn’t even noticed her hat had fallen off. She looked around, her pupils shrunk when she saw her prized stetson was now sitting in toilet water.
The farm pony’s outraged shriek could be heard all the way out to Sweet Apple Acres.
Granny Smith had been napping in her rocking chair, she snorted, “That Applejack’s done dropped her hat in th’ pee-water agin.” she giggled in her sleep.
…
Sandbar and Silverstream both sat in awkward silence, as they each looked at the clock.
The door to the classroom swung open and in flew Rainbow Dash, “Hey, ya little troublemakers! Professor AJ had ta leave due to… emotional stress, so I’ll be supervisin’ ya two for the rest of detention, which by the way,” she rewound the clock to restart the two hours, “Starts now!”
Both Silver and Sand groaned and put their heads on their desks.
Rainbow then proceeded to sit down in AJ’s chair, kicking back as she started to read a Daring Do, concealing the fact she was really looking at a dirty magazine, consequently the same magazine Gallus had bought, but a newer issue with hotter mares, hens, dragonesses and more than a few graphic pictures of lesbian pairs in various positions.
Sandbar sighed from boredom as he sat and waited for the clock to finish its two hours. The pony’s nostril began to twitch, though. He could smell… something he shouldn’t be smelling. He looked to Silver.
The normally excitable hippogriff had actually dozed off at her desk.
Sandbar sniffed again… it reminded of his house during spring, when his parents would leave him and his sisters at a sitter’s so they could be alone. He was old enough to not need one, but they still made him do it this last summer, only now, thanks to Professor Fluttershy’s classes, he now knew why.
It was mare musk. Not griffon, dragon, or hippogriff, but genuine earthy mare musk…
He looked ahead at Rainbow, casually kicking a hoof as she flipped through her book. No sooner did he realize what was happening, did he feel his flat tip poke out of his sheath.
Was he ever going to have one day where he didn’t pop a boner?
Rainbow chewed her bottom lip as she looked through her magazine. She could imagine the messy night she would have later after getting home, but she had failed to notice her rainbow tail was wagging, spreading the scent of her arousal across the classroom.
Sandbar tried to cover his snout, but his dick was already out, twitching, dripping.
Silverstream yawned as a weird smell woke her up. She turned to Sandbar, then proceeded to cover her beak when she could plainly see his twitching shaft under his desk. Her wings shot up and started flapping.
Rainbow had been looking her lips at a picture of those spa twins scissoring each other, their puffy pink gashes squishing wetly in detailed closeups. She was so doing that with one of her friends-with-benefits after checking out, maybe Derpy. That cute wall-eyed pegasus had a secret kinky side to her.
Her pony ears began to swivel when she picked up the sound of flapping. Frustrated, she put down her reading material, “Okay, what in Tartarus are you-” Dash stopped the instant she looked at Sandbar, “Dude…”
Sand was blushing hard, both hooves on his head while his dick twitched and spurted while he cursed under his breath, “Fuck me…”
Rainbow smelled her own arousal and realized what she had been doing to the poor colt. True to form, she started to laugh, “Dude, is that your fuckin’ dick?”
Sandbar just buried his face behind his hooves and cussed more, “Fuck me hard…”
Rainbow snickered, “Hot damn, I guess I’m hotter than I thought.”
Silver never stopped staring at Sand’s dick.
Sand wished he could teleport himself out of here right now.
Rainbow was no help at all, “Ya got a nice big one too, but not like Thunderlane big, that guy fucks like a minotaur in rut.” She flapped her wings, intentionally spreading her musk, just loving the thought of making a colt wet for her.
Finally, she relented, “Ya know…” her magenta eyes softening as she knocked AJ’s old-timey clock into a desk drawer, “I think I’ve tortured you enough, Sand. You can go. I mean technically your two hours had been up since before I got here, so, yeah…”
Sandbar took that as his cue. He got up to go, stumbling awkwardly due to his erection. He opened the door to leave.
Rainbow called out, “And hey, kid!”
He stopped, sweat upon his brow as he looked back.
She winked at him, “Hit me up when you’re a little older, kid.”
Sandbar squeaked out a response before running out of the classroom.
…
Sandbar sighed as soon as he was back, his shaft thankfully receded back into his sheath.
Gallus was seated at a small desk by the window. He had been occupying himself with homework. He greeted Sandbar, “Hey… how was your quiet time with Silverstream, Sandy?”
Sandbar wasn’t in the mood for jokes this time, “Shut up. Just… just need to rest my head.”
Gallus understood, “Okay, dude.” then went right back to his homework.
Sandbar groaned as he tucked himself into bed.
…
A little while later, Gallus had finished with homework and was ready to climb up to his own bunk.
There was a knock at the door.
Gallus went to answer it as Sandbar seemed too out of it.
Silverstream’s wings perked up when she saw Gallus, “Hi, Gallus, is Sandbar awake?”
He looked at her, then at Sandbar, “Eh, he came back kinda frustrated. I don’t think he’s asleep, more just in a mood.”
Silver nodded in understanding, “Yeah, I figured after, well…” for once she was able to stop herself from saying too much, “I just thought,”
“That you could come cheer him up?” Gallus smiled.
Silver nodded, “Yeah.”
Gallus nodded back, “Yeah, I’ll give you two space.” He stepped out, with the pretense of going for a walk.
The door closed and again, Silverstream was alone with Sandbar.
…
Sandbar groaned in frustration when he felt a bird claw touch him, “Gallus… I’m not in the mood, just fu-uh?” He saw the hippogriff instead of his roommate, “Silverstream?”
Silver smiled sweetly, “Hi, Sandbar. I just wanted to see how you were doing. I know what Professor Dash did made you upset and-”
“Silver?” He asked her, “Where’s Gallus?”
She didn’t clue in on his tone, “Oh, he just went for a walk, said he was gonna leave us alone for some-”
The hippogriff could say no more as Sandbar grabbed her with his front hooves and locked muzzle-to-beak with the ditzy griff.
Silverstream’s wings shot up when Sandbar kissed her, and her eyes closed as she tilted her head to let him kiss all he wanted.
Sandbar fell back into bed, and pulled Silver with him.
So Silverstream found herself poised over her friend’s body. She straddled his belly.
The kisses continued as Silverstream ground her groin against her friend.
Sandbar’s shaft slid out of his sheath, until he could feel its blunt tip nudge Silver’s hindquarters.
Silver broke their kiss to pick up her rear, then seat herself down on his cock, trapping him under her wet vulva.
He let out a little whinny at the feel of her pussy upon his shaft.
Silver locked eyes with him, before she started to grind, letting his length rub against her virgin slit without ever letting it penetrate her. She nuzzled him, “Do you like that?”
Sandbar nodded drunkenly, this was the closest to real sex he had ever got to, and it just felt freaking amazing.
She trilled in his ear, “I like you, I really like you a lot.” as she ground her pussy against his cock.
Sandbar licked his lips, “I like you a lot too… let’s do it.”
She slowed her sensual rolls, “All the way?”
He licked her beak, “All the way…”
Silver’s heart fluttered with her wide wings, “Okay!”
So Sandbar watched in, what felt like slow motion, as Silver reached below herself to hold his throbbing shaft.
Silver picked herself up, then lowered herself again as she pressed back against Sand’s spurting tip.
The pony hoped he wouldn’t embarrass himself and start cumming before they could even start. He took a breath, then held it in as he felt a hot, wetness wrap around him.
Silver sucked air through her beak as she eased him into her.
Sandbar was quite thick for a colt his size.
Silver started to gently rock herself forward then backward to try fit him in her.
Sand, meanwhile, tried to control his urge to thrust. He was afraid of hurting her, ruining their first time, or disappointing her.
Silver gave out a little scree, in a mix of discomfort and pleasure as she was able to slide him a little further inside.
Sand held Silver’s hips with his front hooves. He thought he could help control her descent.
Silver trilled as she felt him go deeper, “Sand… you’re so big.”
Sandbar moaned as he pulled her down on his shaft, “And you’re really tight.”
The pair both hitched their breaths as their groins finally came in contact.
Sandbar looked up at her, “It’s so good.”
Silver looked down to where they were currently connected, “Wow, you’re really in me.” She moved her body and her muscles contracted around him, making them both double over from the new sensations.
Sandbar was loving the whole thing, her butt in his lap, her tail tickling his balls, the pony enjoyed just the sight of his shaft buried in the griff. He shifted his hips and made her chirp some more, “Silver, you wanna roll over? I wanna try…”
“Okay!” Silver rolled with her new coltfriend, his cock almost sliding out of her.
Sandbar found himself on top of her now, looking down at his own cock, stuffed down in her puffy pink vulva. He leaned down and he licked his new marefriend’s fluffy chest. As her musk filled his senses, instinct took over, then he thrust deep, until he hilted himself in her.
Silver arched her back, “Oh!” her purple paws clung to his back as he kept licking and kept humping.
He nuzzled Silver’s pearl shard necklace, inhaled her gentle musk as he rocked in and out of her.
Silver’s wings splayed out and she moaned aloud, her tongue hung out the side of her beak.
The pair did not last very long for their first time.
It did not take long before Sand felt his groin clench, his balls quivering as his precum sprayed down her warm insides, splattering the depths of her young womb.
Silver dug her claws into his mane and her wings shot out as she arched, “Sandy!” she cried out as she clenched hard, her pussy strangling his cock for its reward.
Sandbar buried his mane in her barrel, as he unloaded into her, his virile seed flooded Silver’s unclaimed depths, his cum shooting through in thick rope after rope, while the pony began to drool into his griff-mare’s fur.
His tail flagged, his balls pressed tight against her opening, while his flare prevented most of his seed from leaving her.
“Sandy…” Silver moaned through her simultaneous climax, “My tummy feels so warm.”
As his climax dwindled, Sandbar was still licking a wet divot into his mare’s chest. He sucked on her plush fur, then kissed, lavishing small affections on his mare. He pulled back by instinct, as his shrinking cock slipped out of her and back into his sheath.
A thick string of his cum followed him out before splattering down Silver’s upturned rump.
Sandbar stopped to see the mess he’d left in her, “Wow… that’s so much.”
“So very much…” she moaned as she just started to rub her belly as a warm tingly feeling shot through her body.
Sandbar sniffed her gaping vulva, sniffed his salty servings. He had heard her describe how salty he was. He had even tasted some of his own in those times he used his own hoof. Before he could psych himself out of it, Sandbar stuck his tongue between her folds and started to lap up his cum.
Silver held her legs open, “Ooh! Oh, yeah!” She began to swivel her hips now as he started to eat her, gulping his own cum down with hers.
Sandbar hunkered down now as he dug into his mare, fully intent on giving her another climax with his mouth.
“Hah! Sandbar!”
…
The young pair lay in each other’s grasp afterwards, his muzzle wet with her cum.
Silver licked him then she giggled, “You taste like me now.”
Sandbar turned his muzzle then caught her tongue between his lips, initiating another sweet kiss with the cute griff.
She rubbed his belly while they kissed, her purple scaly knuckles brushing by his semi-flaccid shaft. She gripped it, then gave him a few test strokes.
It made the pony buck instinctively against her curious touch.
She rubbed her beak against his snout after their kiss broke. Silver whispered, “You wanna do me as a seapony now?”
The sudden question made his dick twitch in her paw. He looked in her eyes, “Don’t you need to be in water to do that?”
Silver giggled, “Not necessarily.” She grabbed her necklace, there was a bright flash, then the pinkish-purple griff flopped on top of her coltfriend as a cute half-pony, half-dolphin. Her pink snout locked with his, a marginally better fit than kissing with a beak.
Sandbar dragged his hooves over her sleek, smooth, streamlined body while their tongues played in each other’s mouths. His right hoof found her slit; he dug in to make her moan in their kiss.
With a flipper, Silver pushed Sand on his back, then she rolled on top of him as she whispered, “Naughty boy!”
…
About an hour or so later, Gallus came back, rotating his aching wing joints after such a brisk workout.
“Yeah, that’s gonna give me some good sleep.” He reached back to massage his tired joint on his right wing. He’d been flying nearly the whole hour that he’d given his friends their private time, practicing those loops Dash had been showing in class, practicing dives. He was ready to hit the sack.
The tired griffon walked up to his dorm, he listened in and his ears didn’t pick up any particular sounds from inside. His nares certainly told him there had been common knowledge of some kind. He chuckled, “Way to go, Sandbar. From colt to stallion, all thanks to me.” He didn’t know why he felt pride in that, but he did.
He turned the knob then peeked inside. His eyes widened from what he saw.
Sandbar was still on his back, both of his front hooves clutched by Silverstream, in hippogriff form again, riding his cock which Gallus could clearly see making a sizable bulge in her lower gut.
The hippogriff puffed wildly as she rode her green pony. “Just a little more, Sandy…” She said amidst panting, “Just one more for me, please?”
The green colt held her with his hooves. He panted as she’d worn him out, “I-I don’t think I have much more in me, baby.” He did pinch her flank with a hoof, which made her clench and made him thrust back up in her.
Silverstream leaned over her handsome green stallion, “You can do this, Sandy! Headmare Twilight always says you can do anything if you just believe!”
The pony groaned, “I don’t think Twilight had this in mind when she said that.”
Gallus had to stop himself from snickering at her uncanny ability to be so random, even during this.
Silver clenched her pussy harder around Sand, “It still fits!”
That hard clench clinched it.
With a very un-stallion-like whinny, Sand unloaded his fourth consecutive load inside his mare. His flare bloomed to lock him in her as he flooded her, while her transparent cum stained his groin and his bedsheet.
Silver screed her climax before she finally, mercifully, plopped herself down next to him.
He was still somewhat locked in her, so he turned with her so they laid on their sides looking in each other’s eyes.
Silver kept kissing him, “You’re making my tummy warm again, Sandy.” She brushed her paws through his mussed mane as she engaged him in another beak-to-muzzle kiss.
Sand, at this point, only had the energy to kiss back while he could feel his cock shrink.
Silver felt him pop out of her. She opened her legs to see the sticky, cloudy-white stuff leaking out of her. It felt so funny to her, and so good too.
Sand affectionately licked her neck as they lay together, “Thank you.” he whispered, “This was just amazing.”
Silver felt her heart flutter as the colt cuddled with her. She cuddled him back, “You were amazing, this was just wild!”
The pair just continued to whisper affectionate nothings to each other, neither aware of the griffon who crept in, quietly closing the door behind him.
Silver whispered, “You wanna lick me clean again?”
Sandbar buried his muzzle in her soft fur, “I’ll do it when I get my strength back.”
Meanwhile, Gallus was trying to figure out how he could get to his top bunk without disturbing the lovers. Before he could come up with anything, Silverstream saw him.
“Hey, Gallus!” she greeted him as usual, thusly disturbing the serene post-sex mood.
Sandbar sat up, “Gally, what the-”
The griffon smiled nervously then laughed the same, “Uh, hey Sandy… You guys looked so peaceful, I just figured I’d just sleep on the floor so I didn’t bother you.” He laid down on the floor, his tail conspicuously covering his groin.
Silver saw the pink protruding from behind the griffon’s tail-puff, “Ooh! Did we make you hard, Gallus?”
Sandbar’s eyes widened at the thought of something he did arousing Gallus for a change. He felt a shallow twitch in his sheath.
Gallus just groaned and let his tail fall away, letting them see his pink member, “Yeah, I’m a griff who reads dirty mags and faps on a nearly nightly basis, of course I’m gonna get hard from this!”
Silver gasped over-dramatically, “And were you watching us, you dirty birdy?”
Again, Sandbar felt a very confused twitch. Why? How could he still be attracted to that griffon after this?
Gallus, still as shameless, “Well, it’s a fair turn around, I mean Sandbar did the same when I had Smolder in here.”
Silver looked at a now blushing Sandbar, “You did?” then another light clicked in her brain, “Wait!” she looked back at Gallus, “You had sex with Smolder?”
The griffon chuckled, “Yuh-huh!” then he suddenly blushed, “Though it would be nice if ya didn’t let her know I told ya, Silver. I don’t want her ta think I’m just braggin’ and…” he awkwardly scratched his neck.
She cooed cutely, “Aww! Somegriff doesn’t want us to tell his girlfriend on him. That’s so cute!”
Gallus felt his feathers ruffle from being teased, but he breathed it out. It was only fair, and Silver wasn’t being mean, “I don’t know if we’re quite that serious, but…”
Then Silverstream suddenly had a brilliant idea, “Hey, you wanna join in?”
Both guys shouted “WHAT?!”
Silver didn’t see the problem, “What? My mom, my dad and Mom’s friend, Seacelia are always doing this stuff together when Dad comes down to see us.”
Sandbar kindly tapped her shoulder, “But Silver, we’re both male…”
Silver shrugged, “What’s wrong with that? Terramar tells me all the time about how Dad and Uncle Seaspray are always grooming and kissing each other. So I already know two boys can do this stuff.”
Gallus tried to explain, “But Silver, we’re not into guys, we only like girls, right Sand?”
The pony answered too quickly, “Yeah, that’s right… we’re only into girls. No way I could ever want to do that… stuff with…”
Silver pouted, “Aw, I just thought this was so much fun, I wanted to share this with all our friends.” Her pupils grew big and watery as she hugged herself with her wings, “I don’t want Yona or Ocellus to feel like they’re being left out.”
Both Sandbar and Gallus looked at each other.
Gallus shrugged, “Well, Smolder’s already been talkin’ about bringin’ Ocellus over sometime so we could… have a threeway.”
Silver put a claw to her beak, “Wait, so two girls doing it is fine, but two guys is not?”
Gallus sat on the floor, “We’re not saying that’s bad, we’re just saying that’s not our thing. I mean, two ladies kissin’ and touchin’ each other, and all that…” he seemed to already forget where he was as his cock slid out of his sheath again, “an’ doin’ that with me in the middle… gettin’ my dick wet two ways.”
Silver looked between Gallus and Sandbar, “Well then, is it okay if you and me did the thing, Gallus?”
The griffon blinked as he looked at Sandbar.
The pony groaned as he suddenly had to remind himself that this was still the same ditzy hippogriff he’d known before. The sex had been amazing, it was still just their first time, and it wasn’t like sex made the two automatically a pair for life. An oddly mature revelation for a hormonal teenage pony, but Sand just accepted it.
Gallus put up his paws and shrugged, “Well, if you’re really offerin’... it’s not like me an’ Smolder are a thing. We both agreed we’re still just friends, but friends that can have sex every now and then.”
Silver looked at Sandbar and put both her paws on his shoulder, “It’s okay with you, right? I don’t wanna feel like I’m leaving you out.”
Sand calmly kissed her beak, “Silver, what we just had, I really enjoyed that, I hope we would get to do it again, but hey, we’re still young, we’ve got our whole lives ahead of us. Go ahead, it’s not a problem.”
Silver’s eyes widened and she hugged Sand almost too hard, “Okay, thank you, Sandy!” then in a flash of purple, she had already flown across the room, and pounced Gallus.
“BWAH!” Gallus squawked in surprise before he felt his cock sink into the griffmare’s pussy. She was hot, snug, she fit him so perfectly, and there was some wet sticky stuff in there too… Sandbar’s…
Silver licked his beak as she rode him, “Do you like that?”
He was cock-deep in his best friend’s jizz, he didn’t even hear Silver’s question, but he nodded as he gave out a husky, “Oh… fuck yeah.”
Silver cooed, “Ooh, that’s a naughty word. It’s that good, huh?”
He could feel Sand leaking out of her as she rode him, the stuff dripping to his pristine blue sac. The griffon felt so conflicted right now. Damn was she energetic, though. He put his paws on her shapely hindquarters, to feel her muscles move both inside and out as she humped the living daylights out of him.
Sandbar sat on his bed, mouth ajar as he now watched Silver bonking Gallus. When he gave her the go ahead, he didn’t mean to go ahead and do it with him still in the room. Why was his dick getting hard again? He just couldn’t take his eyes off of Silver riding Gallus, Gallus clawing at her flanks… then he saw his cum dripping out of her and came to the same realization that Gallus had before him.
“Fuck, this is hot.” he muttered to himself.
Author's Note
Things that needed to be said, are finally said,
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."
Author's Note
Sorry this took so long, I have some serious self-esteem issues when it comes to my writing. If something just doesn't feel right, it can sometimes take me weeks just to get it to where it works for me. I'm just coming off of a year-long drought without any writing at all.
On top of that, I've just turned 30, so there's a whole lot of mess going on in my head constantly, constantly.
Anywhere, you're here for story, not for my rambling.
Enjoy!
Overthinking It
Classes that day went as usual.
Gallus and Sandbar both just went through their day as normal. They were going to tell their friends first, but they hadn’t agreed on going public with the rest of the school.
When both had a chance to be alone, Sandbar asked, “When are we telling the girls?”
Gallus answered with a winghug, “We’ll tell them all to meet us at the treehouse after class.”
Sandbar kissed the griff’s cheek, “Okay!” offering him a brief nuzzle before,
FWEE!
Coach Dash blew her whistle, “Yo, Lover Boys! Stop measurin’ each others dicks an’ get back to practice!”
Both separated and shouted, “Yes, Coach!”
…
After gym, Gallus was rubbing Sandbar’s shoulders.
The pony nickered softly as his muscles were being gently kneaded by the griffon’s talons, “Mmm, Gally, do you ever think about being a masseuse?”
The griffon dug his claws into his pony bro’s neck and collar, “Not really… is there money in that?”
Sand nuzzled his roommate, “Yeah! Ponyville Day Spa could really use a griff with claws as good as yours.” He looked back at the griffon, “Just think of all the cute mares you’d get to grope.”
The pair were sitting alone in the locker room following class. Everypony else had left and the two seized the moment to share in simple intimacy.
Gallus lowered his voice to a husky purr, “Does that getcha goin’? Just thinkin’ about me gettin’ my claws on some mare’s flanks?” he dropped a paw down to pinch Sand’s rear, “Pinchin’ her soft butt.”
The pony shivered from being openly groped in a public area where the two could very easily be caught.
Gallus gave his coltfriend a firm sniff, followed by a wet lick, “Sniffin’ her, tastin’ her,” he continued to grope his friend.
Sand rose his butt to let the griffon feel all he wanted.
Gallus took that and he held the colt’s balls, carefully rolling one then the other, “fingerin’ her,” dragged his paw up to his tailhole, “feelin’ her tight pussy around my claw.”
Sand bit his bottom lip.
SLAM!
The door to the locker room slammed open as Rainbow soared in, “Get movin’, ladies! The school locker room is not your private powder room!”
The guys both separated as the coach came in, “Yes, Coach!” they both shouted.
Rainbow saw the two sitting together on one bench, “And what’re ya doin’ here when ya should be headin’ to your next class?” she literally hovered over them with her blue wings flapping.
Gallus gulped, “Wh-we-I was just giving Sandbar a backrub. He said he was feeling a little pain and I offered.”
The pervy pegasus hovered closer as a smirk curled up one side of her muzzle, “You two were about ta fuck, huh?”
Sandbar blushed while Gallus blustered, “Wha-what?!”
Rain dropped down on her hooves then leaned in closer, “Dude, pony boy here’s got his tail raised like he’s doin’ the full moon salute.”
Sand had completely forgotten and promptly tucked his tail between his legs as he tried to back away.
“And you,” she turned to Gallus, a sinful glare under rainbow bangs, “your dick’s out.”
Gallus looked down and saw that the teasing he’d been giving Sand had indeed made him slide out of his sheath. He promptly covered his groin with his tail, “You’re not gonna tell Headmare Twilight about this, right?”
Dash chuckled, “Twilight might be a bit of a prude, but she wouldn’t kick up dust over this shit.” She leaned against Gallus, “Personally, I find this stuff fuckin’ hot.”
Sand blushed as he watched one of the mares he looked up to, blatantly hitting on his friend in front of him.
Dash bit her lip, “If you two were both a little older, I wouldn’t mind showin’ ya how ta treat a mare.” She jumped back into the air, “But you know, ethics an’ shit.” She shrugged before she flew off, “Keep your shit to the dorms, lover boys!”
Both Sandbar and Gallus looked at each other after that strange episode had just ended.
They both started to laugh nervously before Gallus said, “Did our coach just offer to have a threesome with us?”
Sand acted like he was about to faint, “I heard as much.”
Gallus laughed a little more slowly, “We should probably get to our next class.”
Sand nodded, “Yeah…”
…
Meanwhile out in the hall, Applejack exhaled calmly as she trotted through the halls, “Ah, just another calm day, not at all lahk that weird business yesterday.” She saw Rainbow coming her way, “Hiya, Rainbow!”
The pegasus mare landed on her hooves, “Hey, AJ, I gotta ask ya somethin’.”
The farm pony stopped, “Sure thing, RD, what do ya-”
Applejack was sufficiently silenced by a sudden kiss from Rainbow.
The cyan, rainbow-maned mare pinned her friend to the nearest wall and locked muzzles with her.
AJ’s green eyes widened from the kiss, her orange cheeks turning a bright red as she felt a tongue tickle her lips. Much as she was caught off guard, the farm pony’s eyes fluttered close as she turned her head and opened her mouth.
Rainbow’s tongue promptly seized control of AJ’s mouth, catching her tongue and giving it a good suck while she put her hoof behind AJ’s head to gently direct her in this very intense kiss.
AJ’s stetson fell to the floor by the two passionately kissing mares.
When Dash finally pulled back to catch her breath, she whispered “Meet me outside my house, after school.” She ducked down to suck on AJ’s throat.
AJ felt her hindlegs start to quiver from arousal as the sufficiently more experienced mare sucked on her, “S-s-s-sure thing, D-d-d-dashie.” she uttered as an impromptu wink sent a trickle of fluid down the inside of her leg, “Sure thing.”
Rainbow pulled back to look at her handiwork. She’d left a shallow love bite on AJ’s neck, at the joint near her collarbone. She giggled knowing the students and some of their friends would be able to see that when they saw Applejack. “See ya!” She said before zooming away, creating a wind that nearly knocked AJ off her hooves.
The orange farm pony caught her hat before it was blown away. She put it on her head before she felt the hickey on her neck, “Damn her… she gets me in such a drizzle.”
…
Gallus’ next class was with Professor Fluttershy.
The griffon sat comfortably on a cushy red pillow, half-listening to Fluttershy’s lectures, writing down what sounded important while occasionally looking around.
Smolder sat across from him, her attention totally off Professor Shy, winking at him when she caught his gaze.
He made sure Fluttershy wasn’t going to look his way before he suggestively licked his beak at Smolder.
The orange dragoness pointed to Fluttershy, the question in her eyes very obvious.
Gallus chuckled. If it weren’t for the fact that he'd already been with her, he’d swear Smolder was one of the guys. He had definitely thought about Flutters, she was one of the prettier mares, the thought of running his claws through that flowing pink mane, tail, or getting his claws on her flanks.
He was thinking so much about her, he hadn’t noticed she wasn’t even in front of the class anymore.
“If you keep staring like that, your eyes might fall out.” Her velvety soft voice was in his right ear.
Gallus panicked, “BWAH!” and fell off his cushion.
Fluttershy giggled, “My… maybe I should tape class notes on my flanks, you’d probably pay closer attention then, hmm?”
Gallus blushed while other students began to snicker, “Fluttershy.”
She raised a hoof and flipped her pink mane in a very Rarity-like fashion, “That’s my name, don’t wear it out.”
Gallus reflexively closed his hindlegs when he realized how exposed he was on his back.
Fluttershy waved a hoof, “Come now. You don’t have anything I haven’t already seen countless times before. I’m around animals all the time, after all.”
Smolder continued to snicker long after the other students had calmed down.
Gallus was able to pull himself back up and he sat down on his pillow.
Fluttershy kindly petted his head with her hoof, “It’s perfectly fine to feel such feelings for the opposite sex. It’s all a part of growing up.” She turned her attention to the rest of the class, “These feelings are all just nature telling us it’s time, time that we begin to learn a little more about ourselves, and those few close to us.” She looked at Gallus, “That is why some of us call it, common knowledge .” She winked.
The griffon had to wrap his wings around himself to hide his reaction to her very un-subtle flirting. Were all the teachers going to start coming on to him today?
Flutters giggled, “Now, if there are no more distractions, may we continue with class?”
“Yes, Professor Shy!” The whole class said.
Gallus answered more quietly, “Yes, Shy…” trying hard to put together what the heck just happened.
…
Sandbar had study hall.
The green earth pony sat at a table in the school library going over notes from his other classes. He was keeping busy while half of his mind was still focused on Gallus and how fast things seem to have changed for their relationship.
Just a couple days ago, they were still just roommates who hung out with their friends and shared in little moments.
Before they’d been uncomfortable to even think of going beyond that, beyond what he had learned as a foal from his parents.
What they used to say about finding his special somepony, starting a family with her, all the typical things he thought all ponies were taught growing up.
Was he really ready for this? Was he really ready for a relationship with another male? Gallus had apparently crushed on him for longer than he had. He maybe would have preferred if the griffon did just see him as a brother, he wouldn’t feel so conflicted then.
He heard hoofsteps followed by the soft clink of a glass being placed on the table he’d been using.
Starlight sat in the chair next to his, “Well, I see somepony has a lot on his mind.”
Sandbar sighed and rested his head on the table, “I do.”
Star sipped her iced tea before placing it carefully on a coaster, “Well, I’m headed back to my office, and it’s not like you have to stay for study hall.”
The green colt smiled, “Sure. I need to get some stuff of my chest… I hope you don’t mind me talking your ear off.”
Starlight patted him on his scraggly mane, “I’ve got two ears, I’m sure I can spare one.”
That made Sand laugh a little.
…
“And that will be all for today, class.” Flutters waved her students goodbye, “And Gallus.”
The blue griffon paused in his hurried escape the minute he heard his name. He cussed under his breath, “Damn it!” Before he turned back, “Yes, Professor Shy?”
The yellow pegasus beckoned Gallus with one hoof, “Please stay a little longer, I would like to talk with you about what happened earlier.”
Smolder snickered, “Trouble.” as she was on her way out.
Flutter tapped her hoof quietly, “Smolder, you’re staying too.”
The dragoness stopped, “What? But I-”
The pony interrupted her, “You don’t have another class today, so you can just make yourself comfortable.”
Both Smolder and Gallus looked at each other before the dragon sighed, “Okay…”
…
“Okay, so,” Starlight started, “You took my advice and now both you and Gallus are experimenting with being a couple, is that right?”
Sandbar nodded, “Yes. I’m happy we’re being more open about stuff now, at the same time, I can’t help but feel like all this went a little fast. I mean, just before me and Silver were…”
Starlight blinked, “Silverstream? Really?”
Sand blushed, “Yeah, I honestly didn’t think my first time, my first real time with a girl would even be with her. I mean, she’s so pure, so innocent, she’s…”
Star put up her hooves, “You don’t really have to go into detail about every girl or guy you happen to… you know. It’s nothing wrong, you’re just going through what everypony goes through at your age, Sandbar. Just…” She smiled nervously.
The green colt blushed more, “Sorry, I was just… okay. Um, yeah, it’s that… as happy as I am that I am able to explore my feelings with my friends, I do think this all went a little fast.”
The counselor nodded as she sipped her tea, “It’s a perfectly normal feeling, Sandbar. It doesn’t mean there is anything wrong with you.”
Sand listened and nodded, “I know, I still can’t help feeling this way. Everything is just so different from what my parents told me what it would be like. I just had to worry about finding one special somepony, and now… Now there’s two that I like, and I mean like, like a lot.”
Star chuckled, “Kid, you’re talking to a mare who’s currently in a herd with two other mares, and a stallion… and is possibly considering adding a certain changeling to that number.” She muttered the last part to herself.
Sand tapped his hooves, “I guess… I could do that. My parents were never for that herding stuff, they were always happy just as a couple.”
The pinkish unicorn smiled, “And that is perfectly normal, as well. I and my special friends, we’ve fully embraced the herding lifestyle, but many ponies are still happy with just being with one pony and that’s fine.” Starlight got up then trotted around her desk, “It seems to me, the real problem here is you’re really just overthinking everything.”
Sand blushed as those words got to him, “You think so? I guess you’re right.”
Star sat down beside Sand and gave him a playful shove with a hoof, “Hey, nopony ever said this crap was supposed to be easy. It used to be we didn’t even have to think, we’d just do what nature told us to do and have our babies whenever, but now we're evolved. We have more options, and the capacity to make those options, whatever they may be.”
Sand smiled, “Wow. You’re deep, how were you never a philosopher?”
Star laughed, “Nope, not for me. Too boring.”
…
Gallus did not think he could blush anymore than he was right now.
Here he was on a cozy blanket, a fair distance away from the school, under a big tree, pressed up against one of the cutest mares in Ponyville.
The yellow pegasus inhaled, seemingly oblivious to the effect she had on the griffon, “Now isn’t this just nice?”
Gallus could feel her fluffy chest move with her breaths. He felt her warm wing wrapped around him. He certainly felt Little Gally sliding out of his sheath. He tried to hide his reaction behind his tail tuft. He realized she just said something, “Uh, yeah, real peaceful.”
If Fluttershy did notice, she didn’t make it obvious, “Wouldn’t you agree, Smolder?”
The orange dragoness sat with them mostly just wondering how in Tartarus they wound up out here with Professor Shy. She shrugged, “Oh yeah, this is all real serene and…” kinda boring, she thought to herself.
Flutter smiled, “Now, I wanted to talk to both of you about our little banter from earlier.” She looked at Smolder, “And I know it wasn’t just Gallus looking at my flank, Smolder.”
The dragon blinked, “What?”
The pegasus smirked as she turned to her student, “Don’t think that I didn’t notice you gesturing to me during class. I have a fast eye for detail, you know.”
Smolder waved a paw, “Oh come on, I was just jokin’, ya know!”
Gallus supported her, “Yeah! Just a little joke.”
Flutter fluttered her eyelashes at Gallus, “Well, I’m sure whatever you’re hiding behind your tail doesn’t think the subject of the matter to be so little.”
Gallus blushed and turned to hide his front from Fluttershy.
Shy giggled, “Don’t be bashful, I do take it as quite the compliment.”
Smolder leaned over, “So, we’re not in trouble or anything, you just wanted us for this?”
She shook her head, “No trouble, and half-right on the second thing. I am very flattered you think I’m so attractive you think you can talk about me, in front of me without my noticing.” She gave Smolder another playful smirk.
Gallus cleared his throat, “Well, as nice as this is, I would really like to get going, Smolder, me and the rest of the guys have a meeting planned later today at the treehouse.”
Smolder quirked an eyebrow, “We do?”
The griffon shot her a look.
The dragoness caught it, “Oh, oh yeah, I just remembered, that’s right.”
Fluttershy did not miss the look between them, “Well, I would hate to keep you from your previous engagements, then.” She got up, “I will see you both at our next class session.”
Gallus let out a sigh of relief that she was finally leaving, before he felt a yellow wing wrap around him again.
“And Gallus,” the pegasus held him close, “Come talk to me anytime you’d like.” She leaned in tight to whisper something in his ear.
The griffon’s spade-shaped cock slid fully out of his sheath.
A sultry Shy gave a decisive look at his reaction to her promises, “I’ll be sure to give you plenty to look at, next time we meet, Gallus.” With that, she took flight and left.
Smolder whistled, “Damn, out of all our teachers, it’s Fluttershy that wants your dick.”
Gallus’ dick twitched while the griffon gulped, “Yeah, fuckin’ A…”
Smolder crawled over to him, “Anyway, speakin’ of fuckin’...”
Gallus let out a simple “Yeah?” before Smolder pounced on him.
…
A little while later, Sandbar was on his way back from his talk with Starlight.
The green colt was sufficiently happier now after hearing her advice.
She was right.
Sandbar was just overthinking everything. He liked Gallus, possibly even loved him, he also liked Silverstream, maybe not as strongly, but she was certainly fun in and out of bed.
Again, the pony was so lost in thought, he did not see where he was going until he bumped into somepony’s soft hindquarters.
Make that someling.
Ocellus squeaked cutely when she felt someone’s muzzle on her smooth bug rump. She looked back then gasped, “Sandbar?!”
The pony jumped back an instant, “Whoa, so sorry, Ocellus! I didn’t see you there!”
The little blue changeling turned around, “I know, I-I guess I shouldn’t have been just standing out here in the hall like this but…”
Sandbar looked up and saw they were outside his dorm, his ears picked up the sound coming from within. “Oh, Smolder and Gallus are at it again, huh?” He could already picture them.
Ocellus’ wings flittered cutely, “Mhm, the lust energy coming out of there is so good, so rich… I’m getting full already just standing out here.”
Sand couldn’t help but notice the sweet buggy musk coming from Ocellus. He teased her, “You must be, you smell like you’ve sprung a bit of a leak.”
Ocellus blushed and tucked her pink tail between her hindlegs, “Well, yeah… just being around sex has that effect on changelings.”
Sand grinned, “Really? I think sex has that kind of effect on everyone, but I guess for you, it’s especially strong.”
The blushing bug pony nodded.
Sand saw another opportunity, so he took it, “So… would you like some help with that?” He stammered when she looked back at him, “I-I mean, you know what I mean.” He felt sheepish.
Ocellus caught where he was going, “Are you…?” She trotted a little closer to him, allowing herself a chance to smell his earthy equine scent, “Are you offering?”
Sandbar smiled when she came closer, “Yeah… I am.”
The blushing changeling’s shy smile curled up as she raised a hoof to his cheek, “What took you so long?” She leaned up and kissed him directly on his muzzle.
