Gallus practically smashes his beak against Sandbar’s muzzle, the once awkward motion becoming more loving and effortless after many romps together.

Sandbar groaned as the tapered cock pressed against his, desperate to feel more of his partner’s body warmth.

“You know…” Sandbar uttered between gasps for air, “I wasn’t expecting you to be so eager to jerk off in someone else’s house…” Gallus furrowed his brows and reached down to Sandbar’s flank, squeezing it and running a solo claw down his figure.

“It’s not my fault, Spike was the guy rubbing one out like it was no big deal! Besides, you weren’t up this morning so that made it even worse.”

Sandbar smirked and brushed a hoof against the griffon’s twitching length, making him hum into the pony’s ear. “Well I can’t be up to suck your dick every day, can I?”

“If you had wet dreams about me as much as I do about you, maybe then you’d—“ Sandbar slammed his muzzle back on the griffon’s beak, fighting against the tongue that Gallus loved to argue with.

Sandbar bit his lip and felt his staff drool out pre against the griffon’s chest. The thought that Gallus got so flustered thinking about his stallion made his heart flutter.

He dreams about you.

Dreams about grinding hungrily on you.

The two stumbled around in a drunken, horny daze until they finally reached an empty roomy closet. Not stopping to take a break, Gallus struggled with the knob until he heard a click. They shuffled around in the dark and closed the door without skipping a beat.

Sandbar pulled away from the kiss, gasping for air. “I can’t believe we never tried this sooner. “

Gallus chuckled softly, his low tone making Sandbar’s tail rise. “What, drinking, and getting so aroused you can barely think?”

Sandbar pulled Gallus into another frenzied kiss. Normally, Sandbar would go back and forth and indulge in his roommate’s snarky comments, but not now. He was feeling a flurry of emotions at the moment, but the one that was taking over him the most was lust.

And he had to quench that thirst sooner than later.

“Mmh!” This time Gallus broke away, making Sandbar’s ears droop. “W-What, too aggressive? I can dial back the prench kissing if y—“ Gallus clamped his talon over the pony’s muzzle, effectively shushing him while he felt around for his target.

“Here we go…” the blue griff flicked a switch on the wall, dimly lighting the closet space. “I want to see you blush while I shove my tongue down your throat.” Sandbar stood speechless. Mostly because Gallus was still gripping his mouth shut. “Oh! Sorry, Sandy. Should have probably let go first, heh…”

Sandbar wanted to speak, but all that came out was an impish cloud of shy whispers. “T-that’s the most romantic, yet deviant thing I’ve ever heard you say.” Gallus only smirked and wrapped his tail around his roommate. “And it’s only gonna get more extreme the longer we live together. So you better get used to it~”

“Let’s just do this before my dick gets any harder.” Sandbar nodded and nudged Gallus back, eliciting an ‘oop’ out of the griff. “If that’s even possible at this point.” Gallus lied on his back for a couple seconds, staring at the ceiling and taking a deep breath, appreciating the amazing situation he was in. When he came back up, Sandbar was already sliding his hoof up the knotted length.

Gallus stifled a moan and looked back at Sandbar, who was face down in the bird’s crotch. “You know you can do more than just grope and watch, right Sandy?” Sandbar just rolled his eyes and lowered his head.

“I know Spike and Thunderlane are probably already drilling Rumble, so let’s— urrrgh…” Sandbar took a long, slow lick up his talkative mate’s shaft, making Gallus let out a low purr in response.

“Has anyone ever told you that you talk a lot?” Sandbar asked.

Gallus only rolled his eyes and ran his talons through the stallion’s hair. “Yes, usually that person is you. Now get busy.” Gallus pushed Sandbar down on his dick, making him gag softly, but he kept his composure and started sucking.

“Ah, fuck dude…” The griff laid his back against the wall, rubbing his claws on the soft carpet under them. He’d been missing this feeling all day. The two liked to argue a lot, but at the end of the day, it always circles back to just letting it all out in one way or another. And he couldn’t quite explain it into words, but something was relaxing about watching his best friend’s bob up and down. Gallus exhaled softly, letting one of his talons fall on the back of his lover’s head.

Sandbar slurped around the thick cock in his maw, dragging his tongue around the griffon’s length. Gallus whimpered as his dick continued to throb within the confines of the stallion’s muzzle. Soon, another talon fell on the back on Sandbar’s head.

Gallus struggled to keep himself restrained. They had established very early that they were allowed to go at their own pace, and no head-pushing would happen unless it was part of some roleplay (that last part was the griff’s idea). So if he wanted to keep his beak in one place, he had to keep it together.

Gallus cooed softly, watching his legs tremble from his roommate’s administrations. Sandbar was doing an amazing job, like always. But something more primal inside Gallus made him wanna grab his pony by the ears and go absolutely wild.

Trying to be as unforceful as possible, Gallus added a bit of pressure, making Sandbar’s muzzle sink slightly deeper on his shaft. “So far, so good…” He didn’t feel any objections, so he kept going.

He pushed Sandbar down faster, feeling the stallion’s muzzle nudge against his crotch.

“Holy light, this is so good… just a little more...”

The familiar twitch of warmness in his groin started to rise. Gallus clenched down and grit down his teeth. He was so close—

“Mmmh!”

A steady tapping of his legs made the blue griff snap back into reality, making him look down and realize his actions. “O-Oh shit, my bad Sandy…” Gallus reluctantly unlocked his grip around Sandbar’s head, allowing the earth pony a chance to breathe.

“Haah... w-what took you so long? That was a hell of a headlock…” Gallus nervously scratched the back of his head, looking away out of embarrassment. “I was about to cum, okay...” he muttered under his breath. Sandbar smirked and raised his hoof to his ear. “I’m sorry, what was that? Didn’t quite catch that last bit...”

“I was on the edge, okay?!” The griff shouted, making Sandbar flinch. “I don’t wanna finish just yet because you’re super hot and I love being around you.”

Sandbar couldn’t help but grin, laying his head on his mate’s leg. (his actual leg, not the third leg throbbing next to it)

“So if you want to chastise me for liking getting my dick sucked...” Gallus crossed his arms. “Then go right ahead.” Sandbar stared up at the pouting blue griff, trying to keep a straight face. “You’re such a baby, Gall.”

“Says the pony dating the horny baby.”

“Well someone’s gotta keep you in check. Who else has the energy or the willpower to jerk off their friend in class?”

“Wha—“, Gallus spluttered, trying to find the words to respond. “I-I already told you, that was a one-time thing!” Sandbar scoffed, lightly stroking his mate’s still swollen member.

“Still happened. And that friend just happened to be me.” Sandbar said, matter of factly. Gallus sighed and sat up, taking Sandbar’s half-erect staff into his grasp.

“You’re not gonna let me live that down, are you?” Sandbar sat up, sitting face to face with his griff. His handsome, sarcastic, sensational griff with beautiful blue eyes and a flair for adventure.

“Never.” Sandbar whispered. “Now enough stalling, I have a Gallus to take care of.” He kissed Gallus on the cheek, making his face heat up immensely.

Gallus flung forward, aggressively pressing his beak against Sandbar’s unsuspecting muzzle. The green stallion melted into the kiss, even pushing his tongue back to let the griffon take over.

“Oh god, I can taste myself on his tongue…” Gallus thought.

While Sandbar was engrossed with trying to outmatch the griffon’s tongue, Gallus snaked a claw down to him and Sandbar’s throbbing members. The stallion let out a loud moan before covering his mouth, feeling his twitching shaft pressed against his mate’s.

Gallus pulled away, looking at Sandbar groaning and leaking clear pre in his grip. “I know you said you like rubbing 'em together, but wow Sandy…” Gallus spread the puddle of love juices around their tips, making Sandbar squeak softly into his hooves.

Sandbar broke from the kiss to catch a breath and huff from all his senses being overridden.

“I-I’m surprised you still have the patience for foreplay, Gall...” said Sandbar, quivering under the claw’s warm grip.

Gallus smirked and brought Sandbar’s head into his right claw, his left one still stroking away. “Believe me, I really want to skip right to the part where you drill my brains out.”

Sandbar’s shaft throbbed at the words his roommate spoke, but he managed to choke out a shaky response. “So what’s s-stopping you? It’s just us, y’know. I’m sure Spike, Rumble, and Thunderlane have already— aah… starting messing around too…”

“Because, handsome,” Gallus started. “No matter how drunk, horny, or tired I am…”

Gallus dropped down lower and gave a light suckle on the tip, making Sandbar let out a low pitch groan of pleasure.

“I will always have time to tease you, Sandy.”

Despite his drooling cock begging for attention in the cool air, Gallus persisted on and bobbed his head on the thick one in front of him.

Gallus was still getting used to the whole “sucking off your friend” thing, but he was getting the hang of it. He mostly just copied Sandbar’s movements, who made him a quivering mess with a flick of a tongue.

Sandbar couldn’t help but throw his head back on the wall and moan into his hooves again. Sure, the other 3 were probably busy with their own fun and wouldn’t hear them anyway, but Sandbar didn’t want to give Gallus the pleasure of knowing how skilled he was with his tongue.

“It’s been too long.” Gallus slowly dragged his beak off the shaft, making Sandbar shudder with delight. “It’s only been a day or two. You can’t survive unless I’m sucking you off?”

Sandbar stared at the string of saliva sticking from his cock to Gallus’ beak. “Oh please, you can’t keep your claws off me. Remember when we were in class a couple of weeks ago?” The griffon’s ears lowered as he blushed, reliving the events of that day nearly vividly. “Oh come on, that was entirely your fault! I was only horny that one time because--”

“Because you were too busy giving me a bj in my sleep.” Sandbar smirked at Gallus, who could do nothing but pout and look away angrily.

Desperate to transition away from his embarrassment, Gallus fiercely shoved Sandbar’s stallionhood into his beak, choking the full length down his throat. Sandbar gave a startled high pitched groan, thrusting forward into his boyfriend’s tight maw. “A-ah, close…” Sandbar could barely get the words out. Gallus gave the stallion a cocky look, making Sandbar snap from his half conscious stupor.

Sandbar pulled Gallus off of his length, a loud slurp seeming to echo through the space. “You think you’re so good, huh?” The pony assertively pushed the griffon’s chest, making Gallus fall back with a squeak.

“Sandbar what is— ghhhk?!” Sandbar sat on his boyfriend’s stomach, pressing the tip of his pulsating cock into his captor’s beak.

“Better get back to suckin, bird.”

The griff’s cock twitched ashamedly.

“Holy fuck, he’s so hot…”

Gallus went back to sucking on his pony’s dick, slurping it down past the medial ring. Sandbar’s grunts and moans were more than enough to keep Gallus stiff and leaking, longing for any type of attention.

“Heck yeah, that’s it…” Sandbar stared down with half-lidded eyes at Gallus, who could barely process anything with his roommate’s dick shoved down his throat.

Sandbar pulls out, taking a second to admire his glistening shaft. “You gonna rut me like one of your Prench girls?” Sandbar snickered before turning Gallus on his side. “Yeah, you wish! There’s not enough lube or space to do that in here.”

Gallus pouted and crossed his arms. “But we—- maybe we can—- if you just—“ Sandbar sighs and lays on his side in front of Gallus, looking at the griff’s twitching pride.

“Not. enough. So, this is the next best thing! Now hurry up, I’ve been on the edge since I saw your dick this morning…”

Gallus wasted no time and dove back onto Sandbar’s length, taking more than half of his meat with no issue. Sandbar licks his lips hungrily and presses the griff’s cock into his maw, eager to return the favor.

Sandbar couldn’t help but sniff, taking a deep inhale of the bird's unique scent. He gave a muffled moan, realizing he was flaring up quick. He moved his head faster, wet slurping sounds filling the closet air.

Gallus whimpered around the stallionhood in his throat, feeling himself getting ready to burst any second. Desperate not to be outdone, he moved his claws up Sandbar’s leg, searching around for his target.

‘Found it.’

Gallus pressed his talon into his mate’s tailhole, feeling a bit of resistance before sliding it in the hilt.

“G-GLLK?!”

The pony dropped the knotted cock from his muzzle and let out a cry of relief, feeling all the pressure from his chest dissipate as he released his hot seed into the griff’s throat. Gallus fought the urge to moan out, downing all the precious liquid without wasting a single drop.

Gallus didn’t even try to fight his impending release,the feeling of his boyfriend’s thick cock spurting seed down his beak combined with the musky scent of Sandbar’s balls against his nose was too much to handle. He groaned softly, unloading his cum all over his crotch and Sandbar’s neck.

Sandbar broke from his stupor; nearly catching a rope of cum to the cheek before reaching back down, sliding the griff’s tip in his mouth. Gallus’ moans grew in volume as Sandbar slurped down the last few shots of bittersweet cream.

Sandbar sighed, pulling off of his roommate’s dick and rolling onto the ground. He looked to his left, seeing a pair of cute, amazing blue eyes staring back at him.

Gallus interrupted the silence. “Do you wanna—“

“Of course I do.”

Sandbar shuffled over to Gallus and wrapped his arms around the griff, pulling Gallus closer into his embrace.

“This is nice,” Gallus thought. Although, something tugging at his mind was keeping his tired body from dozing off. “How’re we gonna explain the white stains on the ground to the others?”

Sandbar yawned deeply. “I’m sure we’ll figure something out later. Let’s enjoy this for now…”

Gallus was content with that answer, and nuzzled into Sandbar’s chest before finally closing his eyes.

Author's Note

Long absence aside, hope you guys enjoy this sappy chapter <3