Project C.A.F.R

Shining was hollow, an empty shell of the stallion he used to me. He stared up at a familiar high-ceiling, wondering how many times prior had he done the exact same thing most evenings when the space beside him on the bed was unoccupied by his wife. And, whilst that fact remained true, he wasn’t alone on the bed. In the place of Cadance was To'Achuu, who laid on his side, propping his head up on a fist as he stared at the unicorn with a sad smile.

“You haven’t said a word,” the zebra remarked, pursing his lips. “And even though I didn’t want it, I also expected you to put up more of a fight, especially when I tied you up."

At that remark, Shining gently tugged at the ropes around his wrists. He supposed it was better than chains and irons, and his own bedroom was better than a cell. Still, the unicorn saw little reason in why the zebra bound his arms and legs to each of the bedposts, only considering that maybe the zebra wanted him to be comfortable whilst languishing in imprisonment.

"I… I don't know what to say." Shining replied, continuing to stare up at the ceiling.

“Nothing? Not even about the fact I took over your country. What about your wife?” To’Achuu asked.

Shining glanced at him, trying to discern if the zebra was trying to provoke him. He only saw worry and care in his eyes, the zebra’s eyes gently furrowed. He was listening. "I… I loved her,” he answered after a short pause, the admittance provoking the phantom of his wife’s hand to tighten around his heart; forcing his eyes shut..

The chieftain said nothing at first. Then, after a few moments, Shining felt the zebra’s hand plant down on his chest, the touch light and tender. "She may have loved you once. But those in love don’t lie and betray one another like she did to you…"

Shining didn't respond to that, only because doing so would be an acknowledgement of the truth. Yes, Cadance no longer loved him, no amount of desperate wails and crocodile tears could prove otherwise. He stared back up at the ceiling, To'Achuu's hand somewhat comforting… although he wouldn’t admit to that too.

As the zebra started drawing circles on his chest, so too did he ask a question, "Did you notice anything about the new couples that had popped up during our time here?"

Shining snorted, glancing down at him. “They’re all… gay?”

To'Achuu rolled his eyes and continued. "True, but that’s not all. I left out a very important part of male zebra culture during our talks. Something that was the cornerstone of our society."

"Besides who has the bigger dick?"

To’Achuu half shrugged, smirking. "It relates but there are names for those who are bigger and those who are smaller. Irrass and Jalas."

Shining raised an eyebrow, his curiosity unexpectedly piqued. He had heard To'Achuu use those words several times yesterday.

"They function a lot like your cultures' marriages, although… admittedly it is a lot more explicit in nature," To continued, seeing the interest in Shining's eyes. "When two zebras find themselves interested in one another, they will meet and… well… you know how zebra society works. The bigger of the two, even if they are short in stature or more androgynous, will take the place as Irra. They become the dominant one, whose role is the guide, protect and… provide for the Jala. The Jala, be they burly and tall or weak and short, becomes the subservient, whose role is to pleasure, dote upon and take what the Irra is all too willing to provide."

Shining blinked. "Like a husband and wife?"

“Like I said, they’re similar. Although compared to your society, our roles are a little less flexible. When two zebras love each other, the Irra becomes the dominant top, and the Jala becomes the submissive bottom," To’Achuu elaborated.

"Oh…" Shining Armor blushed, the distinct and overt sexuality inferred by the two roles wasn’t lost on him. Although he was straight, he was familiar enough with the terminology.

"Looking at your acquaintances from earlier, I believe it is safe to say that your bug friend is on his way to becoming Hajaa's Jala, while the orange unicorn is being groomed to be an Irra for my friend Qaruu. The dragon and Dansaar, well, that would be hard to say.." To'Achuu continued, his fingers continuing to lightly dance on the unicorn’s chest.

"Yeah," he replied passively, barely interested.

“What do you think you would be?”

Shining blinked, looking down, meeting the zebra’s intrigued gaze. “Huh?”

“If we were to become a couple, which role do you think would best suit you?” To’Achuu clarified.

If the chieftain was amused by that question Shining didn’t read any on his face. “It’s p-pointless to answer,” Shining rebuked, glaring back at the ceiling.

“Why?” he asked, innocent.

“I’m not gay… a-and I we would never become a thing, even if I was. You took everything from me,” Shining answered heatedly, looking at To’Achuu with disbelief.

“What have I taken exactly? You’re still a prince, you still own a castle and your daughter is well-kept. All I’ve taken from you is your mobility for the time being,” he reasoned, smiling. “All your missing is a Princess, and trust me, even if I was given the chance - which I was - I would not have taken her.”

Shining huffed from his nostrils, looking back up. There were a few moments, a pause…

“Jala,” he admitted directly, although his eyes remained glued to the ceiling.

“Oh, that’s interesting,” To’Achuu commented, tugging at one of Shining’s shirt buttons. “Why do you think that?”

Shining tightened his jaw. “I don’t want to keep playing this game.”

“Come on. Humour me,” he implored, smiling coyly.

He sighed. “It’s obvious, isn’t it?”

“I see…” he said, vague and sly. “Tell me: do you have a big cock?”

“Y-yes…” he answered, his pride not allowing him to say anything else.

“Is it massive? Does it prompt envy from other stallions, and make mares shiver at the mere thought of holding it in their hands? Does your girth spill through the gaps in pony’s hands? Does your length stretch them so thoroughly that they’re incapable of walking?”

The imagery he touted was too vivid for Shining to ignore. His adam’s apple moved up and down his throat as he swallowed back the lewd images, trying to subdue the increasing heartbeat in his chest. “I th-think that’s an exaggeration-””

“If you were possessing such, I doubt your wife could truly satisfy you…” he mused, popping Shining’s collar. “Not unless she was truly devoted. You would need someone capable of revering you, giving you the affections you truly deserve…”

Shining tightened his jaw. He didn’t know why he remained silent, even as the zebra deftly and seamlessly began to pop every button. Perhaps he didn’t want to risk the possibility of attracting the zebra’s ire, or maybe, just maybe, some of what the striped stallion was saying was too tempting for Shining to ignore.

“A-and who could do th-that?” Shining inquired; his ivory cheeks burning red. The question was asked just as To’Achuu’s fingers popped the final button.

“Me… you have such a lovely strong body, yet you keep hidden under so many layers…” To’Achuu remarked casually, his eyes centred on the unicorn’s chiseled torso. By now, Shining’s shirt was wide open, giving To’Achuu all the eye candy he desired.

“Y-you?” Shining stammered, disbelieving and embarrassed by what the zebra was proposing. “I-I’m not… I’m not-”

“Shh,” To’Achuu silenced him, his finger pressing softly into Shining’s lips. When he pulled away, Shining found himself complying, mouth pursed in compliant silence…

To’Achuu leaned forwards, a sight Shining had seen once before. He knew that his lips were the zebra’s target but despite knowing this, Shining didn’t try to back away - not that he had much room to do so. Shining closed his eyes to avoid looking, and after what felt like minutes he finally felt the familiar softness of the zebra’s lips pressing against his own. A few seconds passed and already this was the longest the two had been in contact like this. Oddly, Shining didn’t feel disgust, revulsion or hate for the zebra at that moment. He didn’t know what to feel. He could only acknowledge the facts. The zebra’s touch was delicate, and his lips were soft. Those things in essence were… good. It felt good, sincere, kind… Shining missed the feeling. He missed it so much. He felt To’Achuu’s tongue prod and poke against his lips, asking for entry…

Shining parted his jaw.

He soon felt the zebra’s tongue exploring his mouth whilst his hand rose to caress his cheek. Shining remained limp, not wanting to reciprocate but not wishing to stop it either. He forgot what a truly affectionate kiss felt like. The way To’Achuu squeezed his cheek, hugged into his side, even the careful ministrations of his tongue - all exhibited a care and tenderness he hadn’t long since experienced. He tightened his eyes, trying to step the creeping wetness that was beginning to emerge in their corners. He couldn’t help himself, unable to keep his emotional baggage repressed any longer. He began to move his tongue against To’Achuu’s, his larger muscle far different in feel from a mare but not wholly alien. As tears began to run down his cheeks he kissed the zebra back, pushing back against his lips and allowing his pent up passion to flow just as freely as his tears. He was too paralysed to do anything else as the zebra broke the kiss, rubbing a thumb over his wettened cheek. Shining opened his eyes, meeting the golden hues of To’Achuu’s; a tight, lopsided smile on the zebra’s muzzle.

“Let me be yours…” he whispered, before planting a kiss on his cheek, delivering another right after on the crook of his neck.

Shining said nothing, closing his eyes, every affectionate peck a smouldering blow of tender adoration. He was kissed on the collar, the chest, then his stomach - each one delivered with more softness and affection than the last. Shining was sure at this point that the zebra would devote himself to kissing every inch of his body if the time was afforded to him. Where his lips weren’t kissing, his hands were caressing and squeezing parts of his body, a wordless admiring of his marble-carved body.

However, To’Achuu did not appear content with just worshipping the unicorn’s torso. Shining felt him go lower, kissing over his belly button, then his lower abdomen, then… he stopped. Shining opened his eyes, looking down to meet To’Achuu. The zebra was laid suggestively between his legs, his fingers hooking under his belt. There was no expression on the striped stallion’s face, To’Achuu clearly waiting for something but what? Shining considered for a few moments, torn up on the inside. He could feel his heart accelerating. There would be no going back, no way to undo the act which he suspected To’Achuu was seeking permission to do. Shining felt guilt. No over how reluctant he felt but rather, how little he was against the idea.

Shining swallowed the pit in his throat… and nodded.

Immediately, To’Achuu unclasped his belt, pulling it from the hoops before tossing it to the rest of Shining’s discarded clothing. Shining was taken aback by the swiftness but before he could fully register that, the zebra was already working on his pants. A clasp was undone, a zipper was pulled all the way down, then Shining felt… a breeze.

Revealed to both his own and To’Achuu’s eyes was the conspicuous shape of his bulge. It was a miracle that his cock hadn’t already begun to pour out of it, although the size of his sheath and adjoining nuts left very little suspicion regarding the prince’s size. He couldn’t help but feel a tincture of chaste embarrassment at the zebra’s gaze. It was the way the chieftain’s smile grew even more sultry and lustful than before, speaking a thousand words without uttering

Then, without warning, the zebra’s fingers began to prod and squeeze at his colt-parts, trying to coax his partially reluctant member to life. Even through the material, the zebra’s fingers were like magic. The soft touch he had felt on his face and body was not lost on his most intimate area; somehow knowing just where to touch to bring out a moan from Shining’s throat. Not too long after the zebra started did the unicorn feel himself grow, his broad tip spilling from his sheath into his all too restrictive underwear - something To’Achuu fixed right away.

In a deft movement, To’Achuu’s fingers yanked down on the hem of the pony’s undergarments, revealing to his wondrous eyes the first few inches of Shining’s mottled meat. Shining was already panting by this point but upon the zebra’s first contact with his cock he let loose a gasp.

The chieftain couldn’t help himself, his soft lips reaching forwards to plant a quick wet kiss on Shining’s hardening meat. It wasn’t an overly erotic kiss but it still triggered a pleasured jolt within the unicorn, his immense sack clenching in time with the flex of his dick, a few more turgid inches leaving the sheath.

The zebra giggled, adding with a purr. “I still have yet to kiss this part of you…”

Shining scrunched up his face and closed his eyes, attempting to suppress further groans as more of the zebra’s kisses followed right after. There were no salacious licks or eager laps from the chieftain’s tongue to accompany; ust subdued, little pecks. Shining didn’t know if he was being teased or not, yet the soft touch of To’Achuu’s lips were enough to make his hips instinctually buck and drive himself against them - kept in place only by the bindings around his wrists and ankles.

After what felt like several torturous minutes - which was only a few more seconds - Shining heard a whistle sound from between his legs. “I think you might even be bigger than Hajaa! I truly have no idea what your wife was even thinking!”

Shining cracked open an eye at the zebra’s compliment, his pillar of fuckflesh standing tall between him and the chieftain. Shining was almost taken aback himself, almost wincing from how hard he felt. His dick throbbed and pulsated with an awoken need, the network of veins that covered it bulged obscenely thick with piping hot blood. Shining couldn’t remember the last time his dick had been seen by eyes other than Cadance, so To’Achuu’s reaction came as a surprise to him. Even more so when the zebra tried to wrap his fingers around the unicorn’s girth - keyword: tried. His thumb barely able to scrape against his own fingers, his beating fuckstick making the meeting very difficult.

“T-thanks, I guess…” Shining stuttered, red in the face. He felt his pride throb as it was complimented, a sticky glob of pre squeezing from the indented tip as the Zebra masterfully handled his rod of flesh. To’Achuu’s fingers began to lightly pump up and down his cock at the base, his fingers glancing off his medial ring, adding fire to his lust and pleasure.

“I must admit,” To’Achuu began salaciously, a buttery tone to his voice, “This is the first time I have ever seen a Unicorn’s pride. It looks more like a Zebra rod than I thought it would be.”

Shining looked down at the Zebra, almost worried. “What did you think it would look like?”

To’Achuu half-smiled, looking at Shining with suspicious eyes. “I thought it would be all spiralled. Like your horn.”

Shining opened his mouth to say something, his brows furrowing a little in confusion. All this display did was prompt an eye roll from To’Achuu, he broke Shining’s confused cycle with a swiftly delivered lick of the tongue; the tip gliding up the glistening trail of Shining’s precum..

To’Achuu smacked his lips together right after, savouring the taste before continuing. “I’m kidding,” he chuckled. “You should lighten up a little.”

Shining prepared to retort, but once again was shut down by the Zebra tongue. To’Achuu began tracing his tongue around the flare, his hand continuing to pump up and down as his head circled around Shining’s stallionhood. His tongue was slow, moving neither down the rest of Shining’s impressive column or moving up to lap at the drooling urethra. Just as Shining was an expert with a sword, To’Achuu was justly so with his tongue. Shining knew every movement the chieftain made was precice, creating the exact reaction within him it was meant to. It’s why Shining had to bite down - hard - on his lower lip. His cock in a state of constant twitch from To’Achuu’s ministrations - already on the edge of bursting his load right then and there, merely from the act of being licked. At least he wasn’t alone in enjoying himself. Every time a bead of his translucent pre spurted from his flare he heard the Zebra moan soon after, lapping up each and every droplet of the unicorn’s essence.

Although he didn’t know how long To’Achuu kept at it for, it still felt all too soon when his tongue stopped. He couldn’t help but let out a whine. “W-why’d you stop?”

“Because I pictured you looking cute when you get flustered... I was right,” To’Achuu said with a cheeky grin. “I hope this isn’t the last time I see you pull this face.”

Shining’s muzzle wrinkled, annoyed he felt his long-sought release move further and further away, his mottled pipe twitching with desperation. “Please, let me f-finish.”

“I bet you never thought there would come a day when you begged a stallion to cum, hmm?” To’Achuu asking teasingly, the hand at his base continuing its slow strokes. “I bet you can’t wait to fire a piping hot load down my throat.”

Shining winced, both at the language and the undeniable truth the Zebra was espousing. He could feel the heat of the stallion’s breaths against his cock, ensuring Shining couldn’t hide from the facts in his own head. He wasn’t hard for a mare, he was hard for To’Achuu. Everything he experienced from the stallion’s plump black lips upon his own to the nimble digits running down his chest provoked his heart to beat faster...

I want To’Ahuu-

His thoughts were cut short when he felt the flare of his piping hot barrel get encompassed by the warm, inviting mouth of To’Achuu. Shining let loose a pent up moan, his back arching as his cocktip was suckled on by plump hungry lips. Their softness pressed into his shaft, forming a vacuum for To’Achuu to suck him dry of every droplet of pre that escaped his fat mottled column.

Not long after the Zebra’s tongue went to work, dancing across his tip with quick little licks, lapping up the pre-cum which freely oozed from his swollen prick. Shining’s thighs flexed and quivered as the Zebra masterfully utilised his tongue, giving Shining the gift of a brand new experience as sincere devotion was put into the simple act. Between quick licks Shining felt his tongue brush across him in broad strokes, smearing an excess of spittle and pre across the crown of the member.

The reason for this was made clear soon after. To’Achuu began to descend a few inches down his cock. Just as slow as his pumps, his head moved up and down in a slow rhythm, his tongue making up for his sluggishness by swirling and glazing every possible inch of cock he could get into his mouth. Despite his girth, Shining didn’t even feel teeth scrape his sensitive flesh, only the moist tongue and lips working overtime to please his pent up member. To’Achuu continued to descend down Shining’s impressive cum hose, until the tip of his impressive shaft made contact with the back of his throat. Shining clenched the sheets when he felt the Zebra’s attempts to push further, to swallow more of his python like a… python. However, To’Achuu forfeited this endeavour, pulling back to his lips before falling back down as quick as he rose, fellating Shining to the bed of his ability - both of his hands clasping the shaft to make up for the lack of mouth coverage.

Shining found himself overwhelmed, writhing on his back as He could do nothing more than moan. To’Achuu’s delicate yet firm fingers did a good job of milking his hog, trying to encourage his clenching balls to unleash their entire payload down the Zebra’s fellating maw.

“Oh, umph. To, I’m g-gonna cum. T-To?” he moaned each of his words and the Zebra’s name before he looked down. For a split second, his eyes locked with the Zebra’s golden hues. To’Achuu stared at him with warm eyes, even as his face fell up and down Shining’s meat. He saw nothing but affection, reassurance and longing in those eyes…

That’s what pushed him over the edge.

Shining cried out as his rod pulsed once, twice, then swelling as it erupted his thick sticky load down To’Achuu’s throat. The Zebra swallowed audibly, his throat visibly thickening with every rope that coursed down his gullet. His flared cocktip meant that the striped stallion had no choice in the matter but from the Zebra’s grumbling throat, it was clear he didn’t mind. Every drop of Shining’s batter was consumed enthusiastically, each pulse of Shining’s rod and every clench of his full balls was met with a delighted hum from To’Achuu. Even when the unicorn’s balls were sufficiently emptied, his tip unflared, To’Achuu continued to slurp - ensuring Shining’s fleshy pipe was cleaned of every last drop...

Shining fell limp, panting, in a state unique to him until then: satisfaction. Whilst he had heard the saying before, uttered from the mouth of a queer-icon on the back of a magazine he glanced at, he never believed it until now.

It takes a stallion to please a stallion.

When To’Achuu pulled his head back, off Shining’s softening cock, he looked up at the stallion with a fatigued smile. Wordlessly, following his trail of kisses, he climbed back up the pony, until his head was laying down on his chest.

“That felt good, didn’t it?” To’Achuu asked, nuzzling into Shining’s chest.

Shining said nothing at first. Against his side he could feel something warm, long and cylindrical pressing against him. To’Achuu clearly didn’t achieve climax yet, the unicorn was at the forefront of his interest. The last time he climaxed before a lover, he received a stern scolding. That last time also happened to be when he lost his virginity. He swallowed. “I-it was okay.”

To’Achuu smirked. “I’ll aim for ‘great’ next time, yes?”

Shining’s eyes widened. “N-next time?”

“Of course. If you want it. There’ll be no bindings next time, Jala,” he clicked his tongue, leaving a kiss on the underside of Shining’s jaw.

Shining felt as though he should have said ‘no’ or leave a way out of what the Zebra was proposing. However, he couldn’t force himself to do so. And, the idea of having no bindings didn’t make his mind flash with an image of freedom, or a way for him to get help from his sister abroad. In actuality, the only reason Shining desired freedom from bondage was so that he could wrap his arms around the stallion hugging into his chest. The thought at one time or another may have repulsed him or made him uncomfortable. However, now, in the present, it would have felt… right.

After a few minutes of calming quiet, the zebra’s hardness softened, retracting back into its black wrinkled sheath. It was then the Zebra piped in again. “I have a favor to ask you.”

“What’s that?” Shining slurred, drowsy.

“I’m going to need your help in running this Empire. It’s quite a step-up from a tribe of a thousand, and I don’t think many would take too kindly to having their beloved princess supplanted - deserving or no,” he explained, lazily drawing a circle on Shining’s chest..

“Really? You always seem so in control of things, at least to me,” Shining replied, looking down at the striped stallion. .

“I cannot appear weak before my tribe. As the leader, it is the rule to be strong and cunning. I try my best to live up to both of those things. In doing so, I have made many risks, many stupid ones, just to get us this far. Each time I made one, I could not appear uneasy or afraid of what I had just done or else they would lose faith in me. Their confidence in me is what keeps me at ease but now, I have much more than just my tribe to care for,” To’Achuu spoke with quiet thoughtfulness. His brows furrowed, looking up to meet Shining’s concerned look. “There is no one I can appear vulnerable to, no one… except you.”

Shining couldn’t suppress the small smile that came to his face. “I’ll help you the best I can, To’Achuu. So long as you’re as kind a ruler as you are to me.”

“Promise,” To’Achuu spoke sincerely, his cheek tugging back into a smile as he reached up to plant a tender kiss on Shining’s waiting lips. After a brief brush, he retreated, laying his head back on Shining’s chest.

Afterwards, there was quiet, as the two stallions simply enjoyed the warmth of each other’s company. Then, To’Achuu’s brows lowered, his lips tightened as a thought came to him.

“Shining?”

“Yes?”

“What’s income tax?”