It had been an incredible day. The day before this one was the day I got my cutie mark, and my Dad wanted to treat me to a special day to celebrate! We went to an amusement park together where I got to go on all the rides, eat ice cream for lunch, play games at the arcade, and win tickets which I used to buy a cool fake moustache, while my Dad won me a lame teddy bear at the basketball toss game. It had been so much fun, but eventually I got bored and really just wanted to go home, get some juice and then play some of my favourite video games. As we reached the house, my dad unlocked the front door and I ran inside, dropping my stuff in the living room and then ran into the kitchen to grab a carton of apple juice from the fridge. I pierced it easily with a straw, as I always do; don’t believe those liars that say I struggle with it, I’m a big boy! And then sat at the counter to drink it. I’m not allowed drinks in my room anymore since I had once accidentally spilled juice over one of my controllers and now the triggers keep sticking, but hey, that's player two's problem.
"Button Mash,” My dad called out. “don't just leave all your stuff on the floor. Your mom will be home later tonight and we don't want her to find the living room a state."
"Sorry Dad!" I called back to him.
After I finished my juice box, I got my stuff, threw it into my room, then switched on the TV, my computer, and then ran with the controller to sit on my bed. But the moment I hit the start button, my dad came into my room.
"You're really going back to your video games already?" He said with a chuckle.
"But I haven't played any of them all day,” I half whined. “And I really wanna stomp Warlord Zeekar’s army to dust."
"Well, there was… something more I had planned for today. I was hoping we’d spend more time together before your mother came home.”
I looked up at my dad about to moan again about not getting to play my games, but I guessed that he wanted this father-son day to last the whole day, and we do very rarely get to spend time together because of his job.
"Well, okay. Did you wanna play a game together? I've got loads of two-player games, but FYI, big bro ruined the other controller.” I lied. “We have Breezie Busters, Super Mareio, Fortneight, no wait, that’s online co-op only, but we could take turns-"
"Actually,” Dad interrupted. “I had a different game in mind."
"You mean like Buckball? Cuz I don't really like sports."
"No, it’s not a sport, it’s… something else.” My Dad walked across the room and sat next to me on the bed. “It's kinda like a… secret game. But you cannot tell anypony about it."
"Not even mom?" I asked.
"No, especially not your mom. If you did, she might be upset with me for even teaching you. It’s kind of a… grown up game. This is just between us." He looked serious about it. The idea of getting to play a grown up game sounded intriguing. Getting this cutie mark of a joystick was opening up new doors for me. I was no longer a small foal! No more babysitters! No more being forced to eat broccoli! Maybe I’ll even be able to stay up past my bedtime and play games till morning and NOT get in trouble!
"Okay, I promise! I mean, after all, I’m a grown stallion now, right?" I said excitedly.
My Dad just laughed and smiled at me.
“Well my son, you’ve still got a lot to learn, Like for example. Do you know the difference between colts and fillies?"
"Yeah, colts are awesome at games, and fillies are good at cooking and-"
"No… No, I meant physically. Have you done sex education in school yet?"
I had to think about that. It sounded familiar but nothing came to mind. I might not have been paying attention.
"Not much, what about it?" I asked
"Well, let’s umm..." He hesitated for a moment, then leaned closer to me. "What do you call this?"
My dad then gently grabbed one on my legs and spread them apart exposing my privates to him.
“D-dad! What are you doing?” I asked nervously covering myself with my hooves.
“Just seeing how far along you’ve come. Show me.” He said with a smile, gently rubbing my leg to soothe me, slowly I moved my hooves to behind me. “Oh, you’re growing so much!”
I felt very embarrassed about this. Mom always told me to keep that part of myself hidden, closed legs when sitting, or covering it with my tail while walking.
“So tell me,” Dad continued. “What do you call this?”
“Umm… my… my wiener?” I answered nervously. Dad just continued to stroke my thigh as he kept smiling at me, trying to reassure me that this was all okay.
“Well son, it has many names. Keeping it clean you can call it a wiener, little soldier, or even your colthood. But when you’re a stallion…”
He spread open his own legs and instantly I saw his soldier, only his was huge! Sure, I’d seen him from behind at times as his tail would sway and I’d accidentally see his balls, but he was never this big. It was like something was growing out of him, a large black fleshy thing.
“When you’re a stallion Button, you call this your penis or stallionhood. But in this game, and only when you play this game, you call it a dick or cock.”
“W- why’s it getting so big?!” I asked, confused.
“That’s because it’s excited. It loves this game we’re about to play, and I hope you’ll love it too.”
“I dunno. I’m not sure I want to play.”
I really wasn’t sure what this game was going to be like if our wieners were involved. I mean, what can you even do with them?
“I promise you’ll enjoy yourself. Here, first, we have to get yours to look like mine.”
My dad got off the bed and kneeled down between my legs slowly, taking his time as he stared at me, then to my wein- colthood. Slowly, he reached for it.
“Now relax, Button, I’m just going to give you an erection like mine, it’ll feel really good while I’m doing this, you’ll see.”
And without another word he put his hoof on it. My penis was now in his hoof as he rubbed it up and down, it felt weird at first and I reached for my fathers hoof to stop him, but he assured me it was alright. I soon started to feel some strange tingles after a minute of my father stroking my private area and then this new strange sensation started to flow into my body, I could feel my stomach tightening a little as I watched my cock come out of my sheath, a little pink hairless fleshy thing, much smaller than my dad’s but definitely the same.
“D-dad?”
“Shh, “ He coo’d. “Daddy will take care of this. Pay attention now because I’ll need you to do this to me after.”
I was just about to ask what he meant, but I learned instantly as he let go of my small cock and then began to suck on it. Placing the whole thing into his mouth like he was going to bite it. I shouted out in panic, but the moment he put it in his mouth and began licking it with his big tongue, my head spun and I fell backwards onto the bed. I covered my mouth as I started to make embarrassing noises. The tingling was now stronger than ever and the pleasure I felt from it was greater than anything I had ever experienced before. Without even realising it, I was moving my hips up as my dad’s mouth came down, burying his snout into my belly. My whole body was soon trembling as his tongue lapped down against my balls while my dick still twitch inside his mouth. It was incredible. My balls and penis were now all in his mouth as he threw me into a world of wild pleasure. Then with a pop, he took his mouth away and started going back to using his hoof.
“No, Daddy, please keep- AHHH!”
I had started to protest, but then I felt his mouth move to a new area, my butt hole. He was pumping on my cock as he lapped away at my ass, up and down, poking it and trying to go inside. I wanted to cry out that that was dirty, but instead I screamed as my back arched and my body locked up! From my balls to my stomach, I felt like they were bursting from a new pleasure as a liquidy substance came out and leaked from the top of my cock onto my father’s hoof. My dad kept pumping on my dick as he pulled himself away from my tail hole and then began to suck out the white sticky stuff from inside me. I twitched and tingled all over as I laid limp on my bed. My dad licked me and his hoof clean, and then he laid beside me, stroking my mane.
“How was your first orgasm, my son?” he asked me.
I couldn’t answer him, I was breathing like I'd been holding my breath for ages, I had no energy to move, I had only been lying on my back, yet felt like it’s just finished a school gym lesson. I would probably have fallen asleep if I wasn't startled by my dad dragging me to the edge of the bed.
“I can tell you really enjoyed that. Maybe you’re too tired to do that for me right now, but there is another way you can help Daddy to get his.”
As he flipped me onto my belly and my legs dangled over the edge, I felt nervous. What was he doing? I could feel his hoof massaging my tail hole again, this time with his hoof. Rubbing and poking.
“D-Dad? What… are you doing now?” I was still catching my breath from before, my body refusing to move after my first ever orgasm. I was pretty much as useless as that teddy bear.
“Well son, making you feel good got me so incredibly horny. I need to release it. It felt really good when you came, right?”
I was lost at this point. I came?
“I just need to feel that too, and I bet you’ll love this, once you get used to it.”
Just then I felt it, he was putting his dick against my rear end.
“No! Th- Dad, it won’t fit!” I said, panicking.
“Shh,” He said to me leaning over my back, “I’ll take it slow, it won’t hurt for long and you might get that great feeling again.”
“No, Dad. Just… Lemme use my mouth, maybe? Like you did to me!”
He wasn’t listening, he’d clearly been blinded to my fear by his need.
“Just relax, Button, I promise you it’ll feel good.”
I was so scared at this point. My fathers cock was huge. And after everything that happened already, I couldn’t think straight. I felt my dad’s dick pushing against my tail hole as my hooves grasped the bed sheets beneath me. I breathed heavily as I felt my dad pushed harder, trying to get inside. I could feel something wet on the end of his dick that was making my butt even wetter, despite it already being covered in my dad's saliva.
Butterflies were fluttering in my belly as my own colthood grew hard again under me, getting bigger against my belly and the bed. It all felt so wrong, but I knew at this point he was going to do anything he wanted with me, and I wasn’t going to stop it. He’d been right about everything else so far. I felt my dad finally push inside me with a big thrust and my mouth fell wide open. I tensed up and I felt my stomach pull in tight. I let out such a high pitched cry of shock that I would of felt super embarrassed if I could of felt anything other than the great pressure in my ass as my Dad’s huge cock stretched open my butt wider than it had ever been before! It hurt a lot but he had stopped where he was and started rubbing my back gently, moving to also stroke my mane to calm me down. I could feel that I’d tensed up so much that my ass was squeezing as tight as it could against his stallionhood and as much pain as I felt when he entered, I hoped I wasn’t hurting him back.
“Button, it’s okay. The hard part is over, we’ll give it a minute and wait for you to adjust. I just need you to relax. Breathe slowly.”
I didn’t even realise it, but I’d started crying. Not, baby crying, but… it just really stung… a lot!
Dad kept stroking my mane and leaned down to hold me to his chest gently while still inside me. It helped me calm down a lot, like he was protecting me and wishing my pain away. I finally started to relax in his embrace and i wiped my face, telling him I was okay. I was a big boy now, after all. He then kissed the back of my head and, in any other situation I might have said ‘Ew gross’ but the warmth I felt from that just made me feel… warmer all through my body. He then said he was going to push in slowly and I nodded. I was prepared to be a big colt for him now and as he pushed into me more, I could feel him going so deep that my stomach moved, it hurt again, but I bit my sheets and let him continue. It was a weird feeling of fullness that I’d never experienced. Much like everything else we’d done so far. Dad kept telling me to just breathe and I’d soon enjoy it as he pushed deeper into me until he hit what I thought was his whole length as we collided with what I assumed was his belly.
He stopped again when I made a louder pained sound that I couldn’t hold back. Looking back I saw he wasn’t even half way in. I remembered his cock had some kind of bumpy ring at the middle. He was only halfway inside me! Dad then started to pull out slowly and I could feel every vein of his shaft as it left me, leaving me feeling like I was going back to normal inside, but a little sore. That didn’t last long though, as he pushed into me again causing me to yell out and bite down onto my sheets harder as he spread me wider, filling me up so much that I spasmed under my father, letting out muffled yelping.
My butt felt like it was on fire, burning like after an extra spicy dinner, but on top of that, I also noticed something else. The pressure in my belly. It was the same as before, not the making room kind, but the… what did Dad call it? An orgasm? The pressure was flowing back into my balls and I noticed under me that my dick had become hard again at some point, and this time it was wet and gooey as I felt the spurts of white stuff shoot from me again against my sheets and belly, making a mess under me. I shuddered a few times as it kept happening, yelling out as I twitched under my father. I then felt my Dad leaning over me, resting his head next to mine.
“Shhh, it’s okay, daddy’s here.” He said, mistaking my second orgasm as moans of pain. “Don’t worry, this is the fun part.”
His voice was as soothing as he could make it and it made me feel safe. He then grabbed hold of my flank tightly and told me to get ready. I took a deep breath and reached for a pillow, my dad mistaking what I was after, grabbed the teddy bear and gave it to me. I didn’t have time to think as I felt my dad pulling out again, so I hugged the bear tightly and rested my head on it. I was ready. My father then started pushing in and out of me in quick thrusts, rocking me on the bed, rubbing my achy cock against my slick bedsheets and my belly. I could feel every time he pushed in far enough for his medial ring to smack against my butt and then pull away, making me shudder. He was so deep within me I could do nothing but moan into the bear as he thrust again and again, each time getting deeper, pulling on my haunches to impale me harder onto himself, my own colt parts were getting sore but the slickness made it so much more enjoyable, and for the third time in as many minutes, I was getting hard again.
“Daddy!!” I screamed aloud as I neared my final orgasm of the day.
Immediately he picked me up off the bed, holding me by my slippery belly as he kept thrusting deep into my ass, grunting through his teeth from the effort of thrusting into me and holding me up while he stood on two legs and had me dangling with my front hooves dropping the bear as I hung in the air, attached to my fathers dick as he used my body like a toy. From this angle I could look down and now see him penetrating me with his penis, his balls swinging back and forth seemingly larger than before. His thrusts were sharper and rougher now as he groaned and shouted out in an animalistic pleasure.
Finally my father pushed into me once more, much harder, going deeper than ever, and I felt his shaft swell up as he shot so much of his thick white sticky stuff into my butt, each making me feel so full up that I worried I might be spitting it up! It was enough to send me over the edge too as I hung limp while wiggling in my fathers hooves as my tiny waves of cum shot out onto the bed and even the bear beneath us. I closed my eyes and yelled out from the intensity of it all, my balls already drained from the previous two but enough to finish me off. I could barely open my eyes after that, but when I did I saw I was still being held up by my dad, hanging limply from his pole as he supported me, his fluids oozing out from my butt, dripping down my back legs and onto the floor. Exhausted, and without pulling out from me, he lowered us down gently onto my bed. I didn’t even care that I was now lying in my own mess. I was exhausted, sore, covered in sweat and about to black out; but I was happy. It all felt amazing. I felt my father hug me and kiss the nape of my neck and then we fell asleep right there, together, soaking and an utter mess.
I felt the bear against my hoof and pulled it in close to me. A reminder of my best day ever with my dad.
“And that was the last time I saw him.”
Sweetie Belle sat wide-eyed looking at Button Mash after he told her his story. Her eyes darted from him to the bed on which they were currently sitting. The idea that all that happened on this very bed left her feeling red in the face; and it was showing.
“That was… a lot more detailed than I expected when I asked when did you last see your daddy.” Sweetie said, looking away before turning back. “So is that why he isn’t here anymore? You got caught when your mom came home and saw you together like that, getting him in trouble?”
“Trouble? What for?” Button asked genuinely confused. “He’s just staying in Manehatten with his new architect job. He’ll be back soon, and I can’t wait for him to come home again.”
"But your dad said to tell no pony. Why'd you tell me?"
"Well... I trust you, and I know you wouldn't tell anypony." Button turned away from her and then walked across the room.
Sweetie Belle lifted her rump up stealthily to look at the wet patch she had made on the bed under herself after listening to the whole tale.
“So, you wanna play some games?” Button asked as he went to his computer and started looking for something to play. Turning back to look at Sweetie, he was surprised to see she had gotten very close to him.
“Actually, yeah.” She said with a mischievous voice. “I know exactly what game I’d like to play.”
