Siblings Sharing

A few days have passed since that eventful night, the night Smolder explained everything to Spike, from what she figured out about her brother, the draconic stance on homosexuality, and her plan to help him open up, to accept who he is, and to help share the love, since, honestly, Spike's libido can be a bit overwhelming at times. But with her explanation came some criticisms, namely how she pulled her plan off, and as a result, they decided to give Garble some time alone, to process everything that happened, after all, even though everything they did was consensual on Garble's part, as well as enjoyable, it was still an extremely fast progression for someone just discovering these feelings.

So, in the meantime, Smolder decided to show Spike her old stomping grounds, the ones they didn’t get a chance to see on their last trip, being too busy saving an entire generation of hatchlings and all. It actually surprised Spike to see how much more there was to the Dragon Lands, and from what Smolder told him, it's gotten a lot better, a lot more organized under Ember’s rule.

“Where the hell are they!” Smolder growls, digging at the ground angrily as she went from boulder to bolder in a rather secluded area, “I know I stashed some good gems right here!”

“Um, are you sure no one knew they were here?” Spike asks, looking around for something, anything that could help clue them in on the mystery.

“Not a single dragon knows about this place!” She shouts before stomping off. “Fuck it! I'll just have to age some whole new ones! Somewhere that'll actually keep them safe!” She growls, smoke billowing from her nostrils as she took flight back to her family's cave.

“Hey Ma! Pops! Has Garble come out of his room yet?” Smolder calls out to her parents as she and Spike arrived, quickly being greeted by her parents.

“Not even once. Been dead silent in there.” Her father responds.

Rolling her eyes, her mother adds, “Any clue what's going on with him?”

“I think I know. I'll go check and see how the baby's doing. Meet you back in my room in a few,” she turns to spike, kissing his cheek before heading off to Garble’s room, knocking on the red drake's door, but only pausing for a brief second before slipping inside. “Hey Garble, how you holding up? Been in here for two whole days, bro.”

She turns and sees him sitting on the edge of his bed, facing away from her, looking like he hasn't moved in at least a few hours. She looked around the room and saw a few half eaten gems scattered across it, making her sigh as she saw just how her plan had affected him.

“Gee, I didn't figure you for the sulking type. I mean, it's not like anyone found out, not that you made it easy on us, leaving a whole trail of cum from my room to yours. A trail that took us an hour to clean up, by the way.” She recalls with a light chuckle as she floated over to him, giving him a nudge as she sat down, “Would've been hell to pay if anyone saw it.”

“Uh... yeah, thanks for covering that up...” Garble says, rubbing the back of his neck, not having thought about any potential messes since getting back to his safe haven.

“You think you're ready to come over to my room and talk? You know you can trust us to keep a secret, me because I care about you more than anything, and Spike because he's been raised by those namby pamby, goody two shoes ponies. I'm not sure he can even think about hurting anyone, just like with your poetry, he's never said a word about it to anyone, so your secret's definitely safe with him,” Smolder states, giving him a few moments to think it over.

“Yeah, but... ugh... I...” Garble stammers as he tries to think his way through what he was feeling: he enjoyed everything about that night, treasuring every moment he remembers, especially the passion Spike showed when he saw him... it felt... good.

“Bro, I know it was a big step... M-maybe a few steps too far, but if you enjoyed it, why stop yourself from enjoying more? As I said, no one else will ever know.” She proclaims while patting his back.

Garble glanced over, “Well, yeah, but...”

“If you had a chance to do it again, would you?” She smirks, seeing the blush return to his face as he thought about her words.

“Maybe...?” He whispers.

“So be honest. You know Spike's a good guy, a bit soft for a drake, I'll admit, but that's what made me join his hoard,” she says as she places a hand on his shoulder. “We might not agree 100% of the time, but if we did... that'd be pretty boring. That and he knows how to treat his mates right. Both in and out of the sheets~” She teases with her last line.

Garble couldn’t help but agree, even without knowing who he was fucking, he could still tell Spike was making sure he felt as much pleasure as possible: going slow at the start, like he knew he was a virgin, giving him a nice balance of gentle and rough as he let him get adjusted. Then, after he started bouncing on his rod, he went all out; giving him a passionate pounding that didn't end until he did.

“Would you want him... to have me join his hoard?” He asks softly, blushing as he thought about having another go with Spike, but not without worries about boundaries and other things about his new potential position in it all.

“Well, if you aren’t comfortable with that, just think of it as... Friends with Benefits. You know what that is; you've had several dragonesses without having a hoard, and I didn’t join one until Spike enticed me into his.” She reminds him, “And you can keep it that way as long as you want: just having some fun and enjoying yourself. Plus, it doesn't mean you can’t still like girls... I think ponies call that being Bi-Sexual or whatever.”

“A-as if you need to tell me!” He says defensively.

She rolls her eyes, “Look, bro, I'm offering you a chance to have some more fun. You can either come back with me to my room, or you can stay here, by yourself, and when we leave tomorrow, we'll never bother you again, like none of this ever happened.” With that, she stands and makes her way to the door, not slowing down as she made her way to his door, but just as she was about to close the door behind her, she felt it stop.

She chuckles to herself as she turns to see Garble in the crack of the door, “You made up your mind, GarGar? Want some more SuSu?”

He nods and opens the door to follow her, nearly making it to her room before he asks, “Um... why do you call him SuSu?”

“Well, if you really wanna know, it's my nickname for my favorite part of him. I'm sure it's your favorite part of him, too: his ‘Super Suck-able Cock’... SuSu, for short.” She says with a smirk, watching as his face turned a deeper red, surely thinking back to all the times she's called him that in front of him.

Meanwhile, Spike was standing in Smolder's shower, letting the lava flow from its natural plumbing to his hardened scales, its extreme heat relaxing him, a comfort he's rarely indulged in in his Ponyville residence, but here, it was the norm.

As his body relaxed, his mind started wandering off, wondering how Garble was holding up, especially after being enlightened by Smolder’s explanation, making him feel just as awkward as ever, as well as a bit flattered. Seriously, the big, tough dragon that's always bullied him, even up to that very night, was secretly going through so much. Neither he nor Smolder had any idea how long he's been hiding his true feelings, and if it was true what she told him about dragons, it was probably for the best that he did hide them.

Yet Spike wasn’t bothered by it in the slightest: he was raised by a race that accepted pretty much anyone for who they were; trying to find the best in everyone, no matter the differences between them, even those that hated them for no reason at all, they still loved and cared about them.

“I guess we have something we can talk about now....” Spike says to himself as he accepts that he's going to be one of the only two dragons who'll welcome him for who he truly is, and can be freely open with.

Though that still didn't lessen the shock of how far Smolder managed to get him to go without him knowing. Honestly, he was a little miffed that she pulled something like that, she could have at least given him some form of hint, or told him what she was planning, it's not like he would've rejected her outright... But he also remembered one of her reasons for not telling him: that he would've definitely tried to have a heart to heart with him before anything could happen, likely scaring him off for good, if not getting his blood to boil and have him slam Spike's face so hard into the side of a mountain that he'd be wearing it as a necklace.

The more he thought about Garble, the more he realized he never really gave him much thought, and as he pictured him, he saw that he didn't look that bad: chiseled, well defined muscles, natural strength, his scales looked tough, claws and teeth sharp enough to protect and protect those around him when needed.. He felt a blush growing as his mind wandered to more lascivious paths of thought, of his curves, of his bulge, of how it felt inside his tight, warm passage, of his long, low moans, and of the loving look in his luscious eyes.

A splash of lava on his dick pulls him out of his fantasy and he gasps, focusing on the rest of his shower as he uses the lava's suppressive heat to quell his growing pride before stepping out, “Maybe... if they both want to...” He starts as he stops the lava flow, “ Maybe... having another guy join us could be... fun.” He says as the last of the lava drips down his body before grabbing a lava proof towel for himself.

“I mean, Garble and Smolder both seemed to enjoy it... And as long as neither of them feels left out... maybe he can... join in, every now and then?” He says as he makes his way back to Smolder’s room wearing only a towel.

As soon as he opens the door, he freezes, finding the two aforementioned siblings sitting on the edge of her bed, seemingly waiting for him. For all that positive thinking he did, he nearly turns and runs back to the bathroom faster than even Rainbow could imagine, but the sight of Smolder's bright blue, hungry eyes made him pause.

“Hey there, SuSu! Looks like we caught you at just the right time.” She calls out, turning the focus to him.

Garble goes rigid as he sees Spike’s nearly naked body once again, while Smolder smirks at his reaction, at least before she joins him in his gaze, eating up the delectable meal before her, wishing he would drop his towel and let his entire form be admired. Their appetizer was not to last, though, as after a few seconds she made a motion to Spike to come over.

“As you can see, I managed to get this one out of his room. We had a talk, and things are gonna be a bit different.” She proudly states.

Getting back his nerve, Spike nods and clears his throat, “Well... Garble... I know that night was... well...” But before he could continue, Smolder shushed him.

“I believe you have something to say, GarGar?” She asks as she pats his back.

Getting the cue, Garble stands, taking a deep breath before making his way up to Spike, fists clenched, staring at the ground as he did so. Spike was tempted to take a few steps back, seeing that the approaching figure was acting more threatening than anything else, but looking over to Smolder, who had a calm, yet serious, 'sit and listen,' look about her, made him stop.

Soon they were only a foot apart, with Garble looking off to the side, carrying a deep blush and crossing his arms, “L-Look... I... what happened was...” He sighs deeply before growling a bit, his words a jumbled mess and his frustration obviously growing, “FUCK IT! I enjoyed it, Okay? Like a lot! And I might think you're kinda hot...” Garble shouts, though the last part was said under his breath.

Spike just blinks, his mind trying to process what he just heard.

“N-Now don’t go thinking this makes me a sissy or nothin, shrimp! And you best not go tellin’ anyone! Otherwise I'll kick your butt so hard you'll be tasting my foot!” He roars, waving his fist in front of Spike's face.

“Uh... T-trust me, I wouldn’t go blabbing about this to anyone.” Spike says with his hands up defensively, mental relieved the towel was still holding onto his waist.

Seeing his reaction, Garble backs down a bit, crossing his arms back in front of him, “Well... good...”

Spike, too, relaxes a bit, “Yeah... and uh... Hey, I'm sure you've heard this from Smolder, already, but it's true, I'm not going to think any less of you for your... uh... new interests.” He says, blushing as he felt Smolder sneaking up behind him and coping a feel of his ass.

Chuckling nervously, Spike uses his tail to discreetly swat her hand away before turning his attention back to the red dragon before him, “I was surprised, to say the least, but looking back on it, I enjoyed it, and, obviously, you did, too. Nothing wrong with that. And, maybe, if you want, we could... I don’t know...” He stammers, giving a warm smile and reassuringly placing his hand on his shoulder.

Garble blushes, but doesn’t move away from his touch.“See? That wasn't so hard, was it, bro?” Smolder asks as she puts her arms around both of them, pulling them closer to one another, “Think we had enough of the sappy stuff? Because if so, I think I know just the way to show how accepting we are.”

Before he knew it, Spike's towel was ripped away, exposing his member and family jewels to the siblings, and before he could react, Smolder was on her knees, removing her top and exposing her breast, grasping his member to rise it from its slumber. Wasting no time, she quickly started stroking his hardening member, pumping it up to its full length.

“W-What are you doing?!” Spike stammers out, taken aback by her sudden action and trying to cover himself up, only for his hands to be swatted away, and his concerns to be ignored by the dragoness.

“You gonna just stand there gawking, or you gonna help me out?” She questions her brother over her shoulder, who was just as surprised as Spike was.

“W-w-w-wait!" He stutters, shaking his head and taking a step back, "I didn’t agree to this again so soon... And not with... not with you. It's just... strange.” He gets out, trying to look anywhere but her bare breasts.

“Oh please, I already had my fingers up your ass, getting you ready for SuSu, here. Didn't hear you complaining then.” She rolls her eyes, before giving a smirk.

Spike was blushing wildly, as he felt her hand stroking his meat keeping it hard while she spoke to her brother. He watched Garble try to come up with some reason to dispute her, but she was right he didn’t give it a second thought that first night. It didn’t make it any less awkward now for him.

“I barely saw anything of yours! You still had... had something on!” Garble says turning away from the two of them, “I don’t wanna see you naked, I’m your brother!”

“GarGar, I saw, and felt plenty of you the other night. And I remind you that I am part of Spike’s hoard; you can't have him without me, but that being said, we're here," she kisses Spike's tip, "for," another kiss, "Spike." She emphasizes his name by giving SuSu a wet, hard, sloppy kiss before turning back, "Not for each other. So...” She starts, pressing Spike’s shaft between her breasts, nuzzling its tip, “Are you going to join me?”

Spike was just stuck there, frozen, cock between Smolder's breast as she talks to her brother as if he was just a dildo to her, and he was strangely okay with that... at least for now, not wanting to get in between them and their drama. He glances up to Garble, and sees him looking at them once again, still avoiding looking at his sister topless form, but instead focusing on him, and his fully exposed body.

“And you... won’t try anything funny, right?” He asks, “Like try to jerk me off or something?”

“Not unless you want me to, GarGar,” She states, still waiting for him.

“O-Okay...” He finally confirms before walking over, getting onto his knees next to her, nostrils flaring, catching the subtle hints of Spike’s arousal.

Seeing her brother's eagerness, Smolder moves aside, giving Garble access to Spike's shaft as she moved down to his balls. Garble blushes as he looked up to Spike, seeing his eyes watching them, hesitating, but slowly taking the tip into his mouth. Spike let out a pleasurable groan as he felt the siblings service his package, feeling their tongues coating his shaft and orbs in saliva.

“You're both... amazing...” Spike manages to say, his legs getting weaker by the second as the two tag teamed him, all while she gives him a view that made it that much better.

Smolder smirks before giving him her special move, taking both balls into her mouth and bouncing them against her tongue. Spike gasped and thrust his hips shoving more cock down Garble’s throat making him gag and pull back a bit, she glances over to Garble. He was blushing wildly and was bobbing his head on Spike’s tool eagerly to feel it in his throat again. Looking down, she notices the strain in Garble's pants, becoming tighter and tighter as his tongue ran along the cock that was slowly filling his mouth with bliss.

With a wet pop, Smolder lets Spike’s balls free from her mouth. “GarGar, aren't you forgetting something?” She asks, motioning to his bulging pants.

He blushes and pulls off Spike’s cock, watching it throb and bounce in the cool, cavernous air as he hesitates, his erection straining against his clothing, and, not wanting to kill the mood, he continues. Spike finds himself watching as the drake undresses, his eyes wandering over his muscles; his delts, his pecs, his abs, his powerful flight muscles.

Garble tosses his shirt onto the bed, getting ready to remove his pants, taking a deep breath before sliding his pants and boxers down. He shivers as his cock springs free from their confinement, standing at full attention as his balls swung freely below. He made sure to turn away, so Smolder wouldn’t see him, but in doing so, gave Spike a wonderful view of his rear.

‘Damn... his ass is nice~’ Spike comments to himself as his eyes traced the surprising amount of curve on him, definitely more toned than Smolder’s was, but still decently round, with a good bit to squeeze in his cheeks.

Garble trembles, feeling a pair of eyes practically fucking him, and he turns to see Spike staring at his ass, he felt his tail sway, slowly lifting without any conscious thought. He kicks his pants to the side and turns, walking back to the pair as his shaft and orbs bouncing freely, getting back down and starts licking Spike’s cock again, right back to his rightful place, with Smolder joining him, licking their respective sides while taking turns sucking on his tapered tip.

“I'm not... fuck... gonna last long at this rate...” Spike admits between pants, caressing their cheeks with each hand as he watches them share his cock like a Popsicle.

Smolder nuzzles his hand without taking her tongue away from her delicious treat while her brother’s eye twitched from the touch, but quickly follows suit, his eyes lidding as his tongue coils around the throbbing spire. Smolder takes this chance to move up to Spike’s tip and start sliding his mighty cock into her mouth, easily sliding it down her throat with practiced ease, all while Garble moves down to Spike’s sweaty balls, nuzzling them and inhaling their musky scent.

He laps at them, tasting the remnants of his sisters work, but pushes past the mental block as he starts thoroughly sucking on each and every inch of his sack, causing Spike to moan from their combined work. He felt Spike's balls pulling back from inside his mouth, returning from whence they came, and causing him to chase after them, sucking harder and licking deeper as he searched for those magical orbs. He heard a feminine moan, muffled by thick, slobbering meat as she pulled him further into her throat, holding him there before pulling back and stroking him, pressing herself against him, bouncing her breasts around his soaking wet schlong.

“Come on, SuSu~ Give me your hot cum!” She begs, her maw open, waiting for his creamy essence to burst forth.

“I... ah!” Spike’s words were cut short by Garble’s mouth tugging his balls and Smolder’s breast squeezing his cock.

His hips thrust, his tip throbs, his balls clench, and his cum shoots forth, flying across Smolder’s muzzle, landing from fin to chin. She moans as the heat penetrates her, and she quickly aims his cock towards her open mouth, eager to catch the rest on her tongue, coating it in its warm, tangy flavor.

Garble hears her moans of satisfaction and pulls himself up, feeling pangs of jealousy as he watches her swallow down the heavy load. He bites his lip and finds himself gently rubbing his cock, wishing he'd gotten some, himself.

She moans as she swallows the last remnants on her tongue, savoring the sensation of it sliding deeper inside of her, at least until she felt the cum on her face dripping down. She scoops a healthy glob up with her finger, cleaning but an inch of her face, before sliding it into her mouth, tasting and swallowing it all over again. But before she could taste a third morsel, she notices her brother watching her, his eyes full of envy and desire.

“Want some, GarGar~?” She says with a sultry tone, lidding her eyes as the cum continues to slide down her face.

He blushes at her question, looking down and biting his lip, not wanting to admit it, but he still looks up and nods, causing her to chuckle before scooping up a fresh finger of seed and holding it out in front of him. The familiar scent hits him first, flooding him with memories and passions, and, before anything else, his tongue flicks through the air, searching for the taste he couldn't enjoy before.

Smolder watches, unmoving, as her brother slowly comes forward, mouth open, fixating solely on her loaded finger. He connects, lapping at her digit with his tongue, sliding and slurping the juicy coating back into his mouth, and, before long, it's clean. She smiles as Garble looks to her with pleading eyes, simply due to the fact that she took her finger back and scooped up another glob threatening to leave her face, and he smiles when she offers it back to him.

Meanwhile, Spike’s barely keeping himself upright, his cock still standing tall between his jello-like legs, having been given an unparalleled level of pleasure. He eventually looks down and his eyes grow wide as he sees Garble eating his cum.

“Let's move this to bed, boys~” Smolder suggests, pulling Garble along and leading him onto her bed, ending with him on his knees, head by her pillows, waiting for whatever's to come next. “Tail up for SuSu~” She whispers before jumping onto the bed beside him, knowing he was going to eagerly comply as she lays flat on her back, legs splayed for Spike.

The dragon in question found himself drooling at the sight of the two siblings presenting themselves to him, all three of their holes open for him and him alone. On one side, there's Garble, with his rear raised, exposing his plump, succulent cheeks, his tight, winking pucker, dangling sack, and hardened cock. It would be so easy for him to hide it, but his tail was stuck, draped over his head, drooping over his furiously blushing face as he kept it buried in her sheets, “You just gonna keep staring, perv?!” He growls, not used to such an embarrassing position, yet basking in its results.

“Ya hear that? He wants you to do more than just stare~” Smolder teases, causing Garble to bury his face into her sheets, while still exposing his rear to the drake.

His gaze then wanders to Smolder, his true love, an angel in dragon form, breasts so soft and full, waist so slim and sharp, face so elegant and witty, eyeing him intently. She yearns for him, taunts him, teases him, laying there, rubbing her wet, dripping entrance with her sultry fingers as her tail begs him closer, “You like what you see? Come on and have a taste."

Spike’s legs finally finds the strength to walk forward, his eyes flickering between Smolder and Garble, the two dragons presenting himself to him. Their tails sway faster as he grew closer, becoming more and more excited with each step, watching as his swinging cock catches their eyes. He kneels before them, licking his lips as he prepares to enjoy his first treat, teasing her lips with his hand, ever so lightly grazing her slit. He inhales her scent of arousal, and lets out a breath of boiling air against her needy flower, earning an excited shiver from her.

“Don’t keep me waiting, SuSu~!” She pants, her clit winking wildly at him.

He peeks up with a hungry look of his own, “Wasn't planning on it.” Though instead of his usual cheery voice, this was said in a low, guttural tone, sending shivers down even Garble's spine, exciting him, and reminding him with those four simple words who the true king of this hoard is.

His tongue flicks out of his mouth, rubbing along her glistening folds before slowly dragging it against her clit, forcing her to grip her sheets. He presses his hands against her supple thighs grasping and massaging them as he teases her lower lips with drawn out licks, earning whimpers and gasps of air, all music to his ears as he dove into the main course. His tongue parts her sopping wet passage, feeling the warmth around it as he ventures deeper, twisting and turning along each and every fold. She arches her back as she feels his tongue diving further into her cavern, her legs press against his head, hands covering her mouth as she fails to hide her screaming moan.

Garble watches in awe, seeing such pleasure emanating from his sister's face, all from the work of Spike’s tongue. His hand wonders as she watches the two, his fingers lightly brushing against his pulsing cock. He bites his lips as he sees Smolder wraps her hands around his head and pulls him in further.

‘I-Is his tongue... really that good...’ He asks himself as he strokes his meat, pre dripping onto the bed, mind wondering how it would feel to have Spike’s tongue... back there.

Smolder twists and turns, eventually glancing over and seeing her brother arching his back, spreading his legs, raising his tail, watching Spike work his magic. She couldn't enjoy it for long, though, as Spike’s tongue hits just the right spot, curling and churning as his hands grope her ass, feeling jolts of euphoria filling her mind. She cries out in pleasure, her pussy a gushing river of juices as she nears her peak.

‘Such an amazing taste~’ Spike thinks as he laps her up, slurping out every bit of her as he fights against the tightening passage around his muzzle.

Spike moans as her tail brushes against his cock, teasing it, begging it, lusting it forth. His ears perk up, though, as he hears a deeper moan coming from his side, and he finally remembers their guest for this night's events. Not wanting anyone to be left out, he opens his eyes and sees the needy gaze of the red dragon before him and removes his hand from Smolder’s rear, instead, placing it on the drake's leg, watching as he tenses, but nothing more.

‘Okay... that's a good start... Now lets...’ His purple, scaly hand slowly trails up his well sculpted thighs, up to his well rounded rear, perfect for his grip.

Garble’s body tenses once again, but shifts slightly as he feels Spike groping his ass, his slight touch making him shudder before pushing back against it. Time grew slower and slower as he felt the hand slowly inching closer and closer to his tightened pucker. He lets out a moan as the first digit presses against his exit, slowly spreading him open, making him pant as he tries to relax, allowing the intruder to invade him, making his mind swim with every mixable signal.

Spike feels Garble pushing back against his finger, but Smolder’s passage starts demanding attention yet again, so he dives back in, breathing a soft wisp of fire against her snatch, making her moan before sending his tongue back in. Not forgetting their guest again, he pushes a second finger in, slowly pumping the two of them in and out, and, before long, he could have sworn he felt Garble’s anus trying to pull his fingers further in.

“Ah~ S-Spike~” Smolder moans, grasping his head as she grinds against him, her body being shot full of pleasure from his skillful tongue work.

He grins and doubles his efforts to bring her to a powerful peak, his tongue hitting her spot over and over as his nose bumps against her clit. She cries out in ecstasy as she cums, her pussy becoming a geyser of juices, spraying against her lover's muzzle. Spike eases up and closes his eyes, feeling it covering his face. The strong scent, the sweet and tangy flavor, an experience he will never get tired of.

“Oooh~ Yeah~ SuSu~ Drink it all up~” She moans, her tongue rolling out in pleasure as she weakly grinds herself against his face.

Spike does as she orders, his tongue lapping up every possible drop from her passage, all while his fingers still pump inside Garble’s ass, making the drake wiggle and shift, pushing back against his hand.

Smolder releases his head and she goes limp, panting heavily, “Your tongue... just keeps... getting better~” she cooed as she felt his tongue slowly slipping out of her.

“Well, you gave me plenty of practice~” He says, licking his muzzle clean.

She giggles and hears the soft groaning from Garble, causing her to smirk, “Then... how about we put your skills to a real test~ Mind getting GarGar prepped for the night?” She says this with a wink.

Spike blushes wildly, but he was already two fingers deep in his ass, and Garble did look rather appealing as exposed as he was. Plus, Garble did do a decent job with his own mouth the other night, so why not return the favor?

“Well...Okay.” He finally agrees suppressing any reservation he had about it, making Smolder grin as she watches him slowly pull his fingers out.

Garble whimpers as the intrusions leave his tight hole, and his eyes quickly shoot open when he feels two hands grasping his cheeks and a heated breath against his star, “W-What are yooouuuu~” His confusion is interrupted by the strangely smooth and wet sensation of Spike’s tongue passing over his pucker.

As he grasps Garble's glutes, he gently spreads his ass and admires the tough, well worked muscles beneath the softness in his hands that cushioned his rump. As he lapped at his entrance he smelt the heavy musk emanating from him with every breath, showing just how eager he truly was for him to continue.

Garble could only pant and grip the sheets harder and harder as he experienced a new, wonderful form of pleasure, which seemed to only grow as Spike pushes his tongue harder against him, and then finally past his ring, into his passage. He lets out a moan as it circles the insides of his depths, sliding as deep as it could, giving him the feeling only those on the receiving end of such pleasure could ever describe.

“Hmm~” Smolder hums before biting her lip at the site before her, something about her mate eating out her big brother, whom she's always looked up to, excited her to no end.

Spike’s cock twitches and throbs as he uses his skillful tongue work on Garble's ass, an ass that's desperately trying to squeeze his tongue still. His claws kneaded the soft, fleshy orbs, slowing working up to a hearty massage, earning moans and gasps from the drake. He blushes and pushes his tongue further as he listens, eagerly working with Garble as he grinds back against his face, clearly wanting more.

Smolder, meanwhile, scoots herself up to meet with her brother's face, planting her head on the pillow besides his as he moans. “How is it? Is it everything you dreamed of? Is my big, strong bro gonna cum from SuSu's tongue in his tight little ass?”

Garble tries to open his mouth and say something, but the only thing that comes out is a higher, louder moan as Spike’s grip tightens around his cheeks and his tongue work goes into overtime, hitting so much deeper then he had before. Spike would've given a smirk from Garble's reply, but he's just getting into his groove, and wants to see if he can win Smolder’s challenge.

“F-F-Fuck!” Garble chokes out as Spike gives his ass as slap before looping his tongue around and out to start lapping at his balls as well.

Smolder giggles and rubs herself as she watches Garble’s face twist and contort, his hands clench and shake, and his hips lightly thrust back against Spike's face. Garble is a panting and gasping mess before her, with Spike’s hands running along his rear, up his hips and down his thighs. She watches his tail flick around sporadically, never getting in the way of SuSu as he devours his now soaked rear like a full-fledged meal. Soon, she saw her brothers eyes roll back, his tail stiffens, his spine arches, and his hips thrust against Spike tongue.

Spike could easily tell he was close from the feeling of his passage trying its best to hold his tongue, tightening around it to keep him from pulling out. He starts flicking the tip of his tongue against the deepest spot of pleasure he could find, and Garble cries out in pleasure, his cock trembling as it unloads its built up seed atop the sheets.

His blast was so strong that a few drops managed to splash back against Spike’s chest as he holds Garble’s ass still. All he could do was lay there, speechless, eyes locked with his sisters, who watched him in his shame. As he starts coming down, Garble's face becomes even more crimson and shines with the light sweat running down his face, reeling from such an orgasm, one from Spike’s tongue, alone.

“I think you did a number on him there, SuSu~” Smolder chuckles while licking her own juices off her fingers.

Spike takes a second to pull his mouth from between Garble’s cheeks, his tongue slowly following suit with a wet, slurping noise as it slithers free, “I think... you're... right~” He pants, breathing in the fresh air before licking his lips and examining the shimmering opening before him, quivering as one final vestige of his orgasm dribbles from his tip.

“W-Wow...” Garble gasps, coming down from his high, “He... tongue... feel... mmm~” He ends it with a moan as he falls, letting his body roll onto its side.

“Don’t pass out yet, GarGar. We've still got the main event, and we don’t want to leave SuSu with this all on his own, right?” She motions her hand to Spike’s erection, still standing tall as he joins them on the bed. “Don’t tell me you lost your dragon stamina~”

Garble quickly raises his head, still maintaining his blush, “N-No I haven’t! I...” He trails off, “It just... felt... really good... is all...” He rubs his shoulder, not meeting either of their gazes.

Before he realizes it, Smolder rolls him over and pins him underneath her, “Good~ Cause now it's SuSu's turn to show you how good he is~”

Startled by her move and confused by her words, he asks, “What?! But I already...”

She rolls her eyes at him, “Riding him is totally different. This way, he's in control, and will be for the rest of the festivities~” She says as she lowers herself down against him, curling her rear to give Spike him a full view of both siblings once again, “Come on, SuSu~ Show GarGar how you spoil your treasures! Breed us~” She coos, her pussy dripping with excitement.

Garble's heart skips a beat from her words, and the thought of being bred, with Spike in control, made him harder than ever before. He peeks over Smolder's shoulder and watches as Spike moves closer, his dragonhood standing tall and ready, his balls filled with fresh seed, ready to claim them both.

“Your both look so sexy~” Spike compliments as he moves in, planting his hands on Smolder’s ass and sliding his rod between them.

He felt her familiar heat radiating off her winking flower, and the feeling of another drakes cock against his own was exciting him more than he thought it ever could before that night. He grinds himself against them, earning soft moans as he presses them against his spear, both eager for what's to come, and he blushes as he feels both their tails pulling him closer.

“You just gonna tease us!?” Garble barks, surprising himself before covering his mouth.

Spike smiles a bit before turning it into a large grin and giving both their rears a hard slap. “Oh, don't you worry, you'll both get a turn~” He teases in a commanding tone.

His cock lubes itself up with Smolder’s flowing juices and rears back, pressing against her pussy, spreading her folds before entering her wet, warm embrace. She moans, feeling each and every memorable ridge infiltrating her. The feeling alone makes her want to thrust her hips back against him, but his hold on her fixes her in place, stopping her as he leans forward, moving purposefully slow.

His tongue drags along her neck with an agonizingly lethargic pace, gradually sinking deeper and deeper into her. “So my precious gems want to rush things~” He growls long and low before giving a hard thrust, earning a loud moan as he drove himself balls deep inside her, “I guess I can entertain the idea... just this once~”

Garble pants, watching the scene unfolding right above him: the power Spike's exuding, even while not directed at him, is exhilarating to witness. He glances down, feeling something brushing against him, and sees something that makes him blush. Past his sister's swaying breasts, he saw a bulge in her lower stomach, showing just how much Spike was filling her.

‘How... did I...’ He thinks to himself, going back to the first night, blushing as he remembers that the bulge was once inside him, the thought never crossed his mind at the time whether he could even fit inside him.

His attention was pulled back to Spike and Smolder as Spike gives a powerful thrust inside her. The look of pleasure on her face, the moans and gasps each thrust forces out of her, the pure elated pleasure captures his attention. He feels her pushing back as much as she could, clearly not wanting to be without his cock inside her, and he shivers as the juices from her labia dribbles down Spike’s shaft, dripping a few drops on both his balls and his cock.

Spike gives an exceptionally hard thrust into her, causing her to lean forward against Garble yet again, “Smolder, are you trying to drain me dry already...” He groans as her pussy massages his cock as much as it could.

He slowly pulls himself out, panting as his cock spews out pre, obviously from being brought to the edge so soon, a feeling he was all too familiar with, not being the first time she tried to hasten their sessions, “Hmmm~ SuSu, you're too damn good~” She pants, her tail still coiled around Spike’s waist.

Spike chuckles, but feels a slight tug from Garble’s tail. He glances at him and sees a terribly fake indifferent expression, somehow mixed with a pout of jealousy. He gets the message and moves his hips down just enough for his well lubed rod to press under Garble’s balls, teasing between his cheeks. He quickly felt Garble's still moistened pucker kissing the head of his shaft.

“It isn’t... that impressive...” He says, looking away, trying to keep up his tough act.

“That wasn't what you said the other night~” Smolder whispers to him.

Garble blushes and opens his mouth to retort, but Spike’s smooth, scaly hands were running down along his thighs once again, spreading his legs open. Spike leans forward to try to get a look at him, but he's blocked by Smolder’s body.

“I'll take it slow. Just tell me if you want to stop...” Spike states as he readies himself.

Garble bits his lip as he feels the tapered tip sliding against him, “I'm not one of your namby pamby ponies... So don’t treat me like one...” He states with a slight tremble of both nervousness and excitement in his voice.

If Spike were a normal drake, he would've taken that to the bank and rammed himself inside him without any remorse, but he was no normal drake, and he didn’t want to make Garble regret anything about this night. He was still growing into this, and Spike wants to make it special for him, all the way to the end. He does give him part of his request, though, by pushing himself in without waiting for another invitation, much more gently than he did with Smolder.

Garble's eyes grow wide and he grunts as he feels the draconic spear penetrating him, the feeling of being filled returns, growing greater and greater with every inch plunging deeper and deeper inside him. He grunts, his hole clenching around his intruder, making Spike groan.

“Relax, GarGar~” Smolder whispers as she sees him struggle, “Let SuSu take you~”

Garble's body slowly starts to accept the throbbing shaft penetrating him, the feeling of pleasure washing over any semblance of pain and causing a moan to escape his lips. His own dragonhood throbs as Spike fills his passage that much easier, still resistant and tight, but becoming smoother and more pleasurable. Before long, his back sharply arches, an otherworldly pleasure shooting through his body, all because Spike’s cock brushes against his prostate, an action he soon repeats with another thrust, causing Garble's cock to shoot pre against his stomach.

“F-Fuck!” Garble gasps before moaning Spike’s name, using his tail to grasp his lover and pull him deeper, desperate to feel every bit of his meat.

“That's it, GarGar~” Smolder coos, seeing the lustful look coming back to Garble's face.

Spike groans as Garble tightens once again, causing his hips to twitch, wanting to slam himself against Garble’s ass, to feel the full warmth around his cock, but he bites his lip and starts pulling back, only a few inches, though, before thrusting back in, filling him once more with but a fraction of his cock. The slow and shallow thrusts were enough to get both drakes moaning, voicing their pleasures as they rocked back and forth. Garble could Spike's passion and care as he rolls his hips and runs his hands down the legs he was holding up.

“Hmmm~” Garble hums in pleasure as his cock twitches, slapping between him and Smolder with each of Spike's thrusts. The wet, slippery mess coming out of his cock and coating his stomach brought him back from his high, “Ah~ Fuck~ SuSu~” He chokes out the drake's pet name.

Spike's blush grows, hearing the name coming from Garble’s lips, it invigorates him, encouraging him to thrust his cock just that much deeper, that much harder, his voice echoing off the cavern walls as Spike's tip brushes against his prostate once again.

Smolder bites her lip as she watches him get so much attention, even with SuSu holding back so much, yet, before she knows it, Spike’s shaft leaves Garble, drawing a whimper from the drake on the edge, and then plunges itself deep within her. “AHHH!!” Smolder moans louder than ever before as Spike stuffs her full of his meat, not holding back his powerful thrust.

Every collision between his hips and her ass drove her further into the realm of ecstasy, her tongue hanging loosely as Spike properly railed her snatch. The pleasure amplifies as she pressed down against Garble, Spike's hands running down her sides, his fingers crossing over his mark, sending shocks of pleasure across her entire body. She was the gem at the top of his hoard, the one treasured most by the drake plowing her over and over, hitting her g-spot like a god.

“OOOOH~ AHHHH~!” She moans as his teeth brushes against her neck, biting ever so softly while his powerful hands wrap themselves around her breasts. He gropes and molds them to his whim, quickly slipping away to slap at her ass, making it bounce even more.

Her eyes roll back as a powerful orgasm comes crashing over her, her juices gushing out, coating Spike’s already dripping shaft and balls. Her walls convulse around the cock inside her, desperate to milk him for every drop he's got, needing every bit of his baby batter to paint her insides white.

Sweat drips down their bodies as their heat radiates around them. Smolder wraps her arms around her brother as her body was jostled around by the powerful movements behind her. Garble's body goes slightly stiff, but relaxes, blushing as he feels her breasts pressing against his pecs. His mind is pulled away from any potentially incestuous thought as he feels her stomach bulging against him; as he feels Spike’s cock rubbing against him.

“D-Damn...” Garble murmurs to himself, the thought really hitting him how damn big Spike is for his size, something he still tries to let sink into his mind.

He glances up when he feels Smolder’s grasp tightening around him, her body shaking and quaking violently as several drops of something drips onto his crotch. Smolder was just fucked into another powerful orgasm, her back arching, her claws grasping, and her tail trying to flail, but was held in place by a single green clawed hand.

Smolder babbles unintelligibly, her mind lost in near mind shattering gratification. And from Spike’s pace, Garble could tell he hasn’t even cum yet, having already given his dragoness two other worldly orgasms, he's still yet to be sated. His mind races as his desire to be plowed and brought to such heights by this one drake rises and rises.

A growl brings him back, fumes of smoke rising from the drake plowing his sister as an excited squeak emerges from her. She feels the familiar throbbing of Spike’s cock. She grips Garble tighter as the divine heat of his spunk floods her womb. Even with his orgasm washing over him, he keeps thrusting into her, spraying their juices everywhere, coating Garble's legs and crotch in warm, sticky goodness. Garble holds her tight as she goes limp, stuffed with so much of Spike’s cum, the thick liquid mixing deep within her cave.

Spike pants as he slows his thrusts, ending with himself pressed against Smolder’s rear. He locks eyes with Garble, who blushes and looks away, wagging his tail like a dog, happy that his master was looking at him, while wanting some attention of his own. Spike smiles, happy he hasn’t run out of the room, pleased by the cute noises he made as he slipped into his taut hole, and glad it hasn't changed the oaf from who he really is. He gently pulls himself out of his mate's aching pussy, churning out sounds of cum sloshing around inside her, and leaking out the still super sexy liquids, at least to him.

Smolder would've been proud, terrified, but proud, as his cock still maintains its stiffness. She's truly trained one beast of the bedroom, “I think I can go another round for you, GarGar~”

Garble would've normally punched the living daylights out of Spike for using that name, but he wasn’t in any position to do so, his body being pinned under his still pleasure-drunk sister, while his ass and balls were exposed to the drake who's already fucked him, quite recently, and was about to go back for seconds.

“S-Shut it!” He shouts, trying to be tough, his teeth bared, his eyes glaring, but that all fades with a gasp as Spike’s cum covered cock brushes against his rear.

Smolder murmurs something as she moves to his side, breaking them apart as she hugs Garble's arm. “Play nice with SuSu~” Is all either of them could make out through her goofy smile, shivering shortly thereafter as his cum still oozes out of her.

Garble looks back to Spike as he stands between his legs, his cock looming over his own hardened member, “If you want... I can...”

“Just shut up...” Garble growls. “Just shut up and put it in me...” He whispers, spreading his legs just a little bit more as he looks away.

“I just... you know... wanna be sure...” Spike flinches as Garble grabs his muzzle with his free hand and glares daggers at him.

Spike flinches as Garble locks eyes with him, “I swear... either put it in me...or...” Garble releases his grip, his anger vanishing before he could finish his sentence.

Spike grunts, for, in one swift motion, he thrusts his cock deep into Garble’s passage, all the way to his balls without any restraint. Garble's back arches as much as it could, his tail goes stiff again, his cock throbs, and his stomach bulges from the sudden, welcomed intruder, a reaction that causes Spike to moan as he revels in the warmth of the red drake enclosed around his cock. Spike looks down and sees a surprisingly cute expression on the drake's face, one he never thought he'd ever see, especially from such a sudden action within him.

Garble's voice returns with a moan, his body unable to move, being held in place by Smolder's grip, but he manages to look down, his vision slightly blurred from the abrupt surge of pleasure within him, and he sees the bulge in his lower stomach, evidence of what was fulfilling him once again. He looks up to Spike and seeing the drake hovering over him made him shiver, giving him even more pleasure as Spike groans, his eyes shut tight, his toes curled, basking in the feeling of his ass hugging his meat so tightly.

“S-SuSu~” A shuddering, moaning voice caresses his ear fin.

Spike's mind wanders back to the other night, the night he saw Garble passionately riding his cock, and he remembers the lust-filled look on his face. He opened his eyes and was met with the very same look. He sat there, taking it all in, until he felt him pushing against his hips, grinding and rolling, silently telling him he wants more, telling him that he's ready. Even though it was the same face that made his view of dragons so negative, seeing him in such a state makes his heart skip a beat in a way he could never describe.

“P-Please...” The word whimpers out to him, nearly pleading.

He wasn’t cruel; he couldn’t keep him waiting, so he slowly pulls himself out, removing half of his cock before slowly pushing back in, filling the red drake below him. He continues that pace, wanting Garble to enjoy himself as much as possible, never wanting to hurt him, never wanting to discomfort him, never wanting him to regret being himself in any way.

“F-Faster...” Garble moans, pushing back against Spike’s deep and meaningful thrust.

Spike hesitates, but obliges, and starts picking up his pace, causing the wet slaps of his hips against his robust rear to grow louder, mixing with the ever growing whines and grunts from the drakes, getting more and more attuned with one another. Each jab of Spike’s cock causes Garble to moan, his eyes drinking in the sight and shape of his cock bulging inside him, feeling his girth in places so deep within him.

The purple dragon’s meat hits his prostate once again, thrusting him that much closer to his climax, to the end of his ride, to the end of his pleasure, something he wants to enjoy forever, to be with him, underneath him, the one place that felt right. He blushes brighter as Spike’s hands move from his hips to the sides of his head, continuing to pound his rear as Spike leans over him. Rolling his hips, Garble's legs lift up, doing their best to wrap around the powerful drake as he's fucked into a true matting press.

“H-Harder! Harder!” Garble begs, not caring at all about how he sounds, caring only about their union in such a heated moment. Spike’s hips become a blur, his tongue hanging from his mouth as the power behind every thrust makes Garble’s cock shoot pre all over his chest, teetering closer to the edge.

Spike was on cloud nine, Smolder's ass was tight, but Garble’s ass is like a vice, gripping him in a way only a virgin could. Feeling it squeeze around his cock every time he buries it all the way to the base, making him groan in pleasure, slowly flooding his passage with pre.

“S-so t-tight... s-so w-warm...” Spike mumbles as he drives himself harder, nearly giving him his all, while not wanting to hurt him.

Wave after wave of powerful lust washes over Garble's body, his mouth hanging open as he lays there, tip twitching, eager to burst, but Garble ignores it, focusing only on the feeling in his ass, wanting another climax like before, without a single touch to his shaft. He suddenly takes in a sharp breath and lets out a blast of fire, sending it flying past Spike's face as his own rod fires off shots of its own, his hips bucking wildly as his stomach and chest is coated in white.

A low groan passes Spike’s lips, the sudden tightness around his cock urging him to thrust even harder. His gaze falls down to Garble, watching him cover himself with seed, and slows his hips, not wanting to overstimulate him, but that's not what Garble wants.

“Don’t you dare... slow down...” Garble growls as his orgasm subsides, “Not until...” He stops, hesitating, but soon steels his resolve, “Not until... you fill me... too... or is my ass not good enough for ya?”

Shock emanates from Spike's face, seeing a mixture of lust and anger, and knowing Garble, Spike doesn't argue, he simply presses his hips forward, thrusting as deep as he can into the strong, stubborn drake, drinking in his moans before bringing it back out, only to thrust again, faster and harder. A single word, a single clench, a single sign he's in distress and Spike would stop. It doesn't matter to him if he finishes, only that his lovers enjoy every second of it, and he will do everything he can to make that happen.

Garble moans, arching his back from the pleasure rushing through his body once again. His tongue hangs from his mouth, his mind overflowing with pleasure, from Spike, from this stud of a dragon, above him, dominating him, plowing his ass like his own, personal fleshlight. He loves everything about this, and he looks up to Spike, watching as the drake huffs and puffs, his eyes held shut as he tries to hold back still without stopping.

“C-Cum in me... I need it~” He whispers, his voice shaking as each ridge slams harder and harder against his prostate, clenching tighter and tighter around Spike’s girthy rod, as much as he could, and he quickly gets his wish.

With one last vigorous thrust, Spike’s hips finally plant themselves against his ass, and he feels the rush of thick, warm fluid filling him. He feels the heat emanating within him, growing hotter and hotter with every rope the dragon spews within him, reaching further and deeper depths inside him, giving him that one final push into a new realm of satisfaction.

“Hmmm~ Fill him up good, SuSu~” Smolder mumbles, letting them know she's still up, even if just barely.

“Hmmm.... Fuck...” Spike grunts, his third and final orgasm of the night draining what little energy he has left, causing his legs to give out and lay atop Garble, both breathing heavily.

After several minutes, Spike lifts himself up, his softening rod slipping from Garble’s now gaping passage. A soft whimper pierces the cool air as it brushes against Garble's ass once again. Spike chuckles a bit, thinking it was kind of cute, “You can stay if you want to, Garble...” He says as he moves both Smolder and himself to the head of the bed, him on his back and her on her side, facing him, leaving Garble to make that decision for himself.

Smolder pulls herself closer to Spike as he joins her under the sheets, “Tonight was amazing, SuSu~” She coos, nuzzling her head against his chest.

Spike smiles, kissing her head and wrapping his arms around her before feeling the bed shifting as Garble lays himself down on the other side of him. “One word of this and you're dead,” is all he says before pulling the sheets over himself, facing away from the other two.

Smolder rolls her eyes before whispering, “It'll take some time, soon he'll be just as open with you as I am.” She yawns, pulling Spike's arm between her breasts, “Goodnight, SuSu~ Goodnight, GarGar~” an audible fake snore was the latter drake's only response.

An hour passes and Garble finds himself unable to fall asleep, not from what happened, not even from the fact that he was still leaking Spike’s plentiful seed, in fact, he had to bite his lip as that sensation was becoming more relaxing than he would ever admit. Eventually he turns to look at his sister and her mate, and sees how happy they are in each other's embrace.

‘Maybe...’ Moving as slowly as possible, he inches closer and closer to Spike, and once he touches his scales, he feels yet another warmth, a gentle warmth that puts him at ease.

He may have bedded many dragonesses, but they've never stayed the night, always leaving him alone, after their time of pleasure. He looks to Spike, making sure he was truly asleep, he notices the soft rising and falling of his chest, the lack of reaction to his touch, it's enough for him. His movements are slow and precise, trying to keep their slumber as he wraps his arms around Spike’s midsection and rests his head on Spike's chest.

‘This... this is nice... Smolder... is lucky...’ He thinks to himself as he finds his eyes growing heavier, the warmth filling his whole body once again, ‘Part of a hoard... gets a great dragon... and a good... night's... rest...’ He drifts off, snuggling closer as an arm wraps around him.