Apple Buck Finds Somethin' New

Later that week, Apple Buck found himself mightily distracted during the Crusaders meeting. They still hadn’t selected their next client, and they were also working on outreach ideas. Apple Buck was thinking about making contact, all right, just not with a client. He tried to keep himself in check. It had been more than a day since he and Silver Bell had snuck off, and he had been busy enough in the meantime that he hadn’t had time to relieve himself. It was all he could do to avoid thinking about getting his muzzle around Silver’s slick, pink shaft. He grunted, shifting his flank on the wood floor and trying to focus on Silver’s words instead of his body. It was fruitless. Scootaroll’s voice was a welcome distraction. “What about a trip to Seaddle? We’ve never had a chance to go there, right?”

“Well, then it’s back to fundraising,” Silver Bell replied, “since our reserves are awfully low at the moment.”

Apple Buck frowned. “What?” he replied defensively, “we needed those new boards. Unless y’all fancy fallin’ out of the clubhouse.”

“Not particularly,” the flightless pegasus replied. “I’m going to step out for a bit to use the loo.” Silver Bell had found that word in a book about Trottingham years ago, and the trio had immediately adopted the funny word. The pegasus cantered to the door. Apple Buck waited all of three heartbeats before sauntering up to Silver Bell and nuzzling the white fur of the unicorn’s neck.

“I could use some relief, myself, ya know.”

“Apple Buck, stop,” Silver Bell said without much ardor. “Scootaroll will be back in a few minutes. I don’t want to finish this meeting hiding behind the lectern.”

“We could just finish real quick, get cleaned up, go about our business.”

The unicorn raised a hoof and pushed the earth pony away. “Be serious, he’s not going to be gone that long.”

Apple Buck sighed. “I know.” He huffed in annoyance. “I should just wait until tonight… but maybe you could just give me a quick preview?” he pleaded.

Silver Bell smiled and his horn lit with its green magic. Apple Buck felt the tingle of magic caressing his sheath. The leading part of his shaft plopped forward in excitement. Apple Buck grinned stupidly and reached a hoof forward and down towards Silver Bell’s partially extended shaft.

The clubhouse door opened. “False alarm, guys, I guess I…”

Apple Buck jumped back away from Silver Bell and the unicorn snuffed his horn hurriedly. Neither moved quickly enough to avoid detection, and Apple Buck watched as Scootaroll’s gaze shifted slowly from Silver Bell’s horn to Apple Buck’s half-extended shaft. The earth pony shifted his back leg to try and cover himself.

“Ohmygosh,” Silver Bell whimpered. “I am so sorry, Scoot, that was so rude.” He also turned slightly to cover his own rapidly shrinking member. “I just don’t know what we were thinking.”

Red was slowly creeping into Scootaroll’s face. Apple Buck didn’t think that he looked angry, though.

“No, I mean, you guys thought I was going to be gone for a while, so I mean…” he trailed off distractedly. “Were you just using magic on his…”

Silver Bell blushed furiously and covered his face with a forehoof. “Yes,” he squeaked.

Apple Buck smiled, despite his embarrassment. “It’s pretty epic. You ever had a unicorn mare do that for you?”

“No!” Scootaroll said in shock. “I’ve been with a couple unicorns, but neither one ever used their magic like that!”

“You’re missing out,” Apple Buck said confidently. Apple Buck suddenly noticed that Scootaroll’s dark shaft was part way out of his sheath. “Maybe Sil would be willing to give you a demonstration? Just so ya know what to tell the next unicorn mare?”

Silver Bell squeaked and peeked out from behind his hoof. “What?!”

Scootaroll blushed furiously. “I don’t know. That’s pretty gay.”

Apple Buck shook his head. “Nah, I mean, it’s not like you’re doing anything, right? I mean, you don’t have to touch anything that might make it gay.”

Scootaroll shook his head, slowly, but his eyes were fixed on Silver Bell’s white horn. “But it’d still be a stallion using his magic on me.”

“It’d just be a preview. He could stop as soon as you felt what it was like, right Silver?”

“O-of course,” the unicorn stammered.

“See,” Apple Buck continued, “no muss no fuss.” He turned to the white unicorn. “Sil, if you would?”

The white stallion blushed fiercely but lit his horn, nonetheless. A green glow lit from beneath Scootaroll’s barrel. His short wings shot out away from his body. “Oh!”

Apple Buck moved a hoof down below Silver Bell and gave a few encouraging strokes to his sheath. It didn’t take much convincing, and the pink shaft rapidly descended. Scootaroll’s dark gray member hung down below his body, twitching slightly as the magic moved along the length. Apple Buck noted with a bit of smug satisfaction that the pegasus wasn’t any bigger than Silver Bell—much smaller than himself. In fact, he thought, comparing the two with a glance, Scootaroll might even be a bit shorter than the unicorn, if a little thicker. The pegasus huffed with pleasure. “Pretty good, huh?” the earth pony asked.

“Buck yeah,” Scootaroll replied.

“You want Silver Bell to stop?”

“Buck no!” the pegasus replied, his eyes sliding nearly shut as he thrilled in pleasure. “Ooh,” he moaned. “This is so weird. Good weird, but weird.”

Silver Bell’s shaft was already fully hard. The next time it surged upward in Apple Buck’s hoof, the earth pony shifted his head downward and caught the end in his muzzle. He clamped his lips around the head and suckled. Silver Bell cried out, and Apple Buck tasted a splash of precum on his tongue. His own shaft was flagging against his chest in rapid succession. He stole a glance backward at Scootaroll. The pegasus was thrusting his hips forward, his short staff thrusting into the magical sleeve that surrounded it. Apple Buck moaned in appreciation of the sight and dived further down Silver Bell’s shaft. He thrilled at the silky feeling of the flesh sliding past his lips, along his tongue, and towards the back of his throat. He held it for a few moments at the back of his muzzle, then slowly let the member slide slowly back out until only the head was in his mouth. He took his tongue and rolled it quickly several times around the hole before diving back down. He heard Silver Bell gasp and Scootaroll moan. Apple Buck was ecstatic his friends were enjoying themselves. He wasn’t having a bad time either, he thought, as he swallowed another sweet dollop of precum.

Suddenly, Apple Buck felt hooves on his flanks, just above his cutie mark. His eyes went wide, and he almost choked on the shaft in his mouth. He felt something warm and wet prod at his left flank, a few inches above and to the side of his hole. He pulled back off Silver Bell so he could speak. “Scoot? What the hay are you doin’?”

Scootaroll had a look of pure lust on his face, all embarrassment seemingly gone. “What’s it look like, bud?”

Apple Buck whinnied nervously. “I ain’t ever done that before.”

Scootaroll shifted, his prod shifting around frantically, bouncing to the other side of the hole then back before settling on Apple Buck’s taint. The rod pushed forward insistently. “Well… we’re trying new things, right?” the pegasus asked with a lusty grin.

Apple Buck swallowed roughly. “…I s’pose we are.”

The pegasus did a little dance on his hind legs, his staff poking around Apple Buck’s backside blindly. “You just tell me if you want me to stop.”

Apple Buck whimpered at hearing his teasing words thrown back at him. But kept his mouth shut.

Silver Bell clicked his tongue in irritation at the lack of attention. His horn lit up and he started pleasuring himself. The magic quickly and expertly surrounded his pink shaft, tugging it down away from his belly.

Scootaroll shifted his hooves, letting them slide down just in front of Apple Buck’s hips, and he leaned forward until his weight was directly on the earth pony’s sturdy back. Apple Buck felt a huge, insistent pressure against his hole. He tried not to fight against it, but it was so difficult.

“Solaris! You’re so tight, Bucky.” The pegasus gave a few experimental humps, each one pushing his shaft directly against the tightly puckered hole without gaining any ground.

“Just relax, Apple Buck,” Silver Bell said smoothly, as he ran a hoof down the side of the earth pony’s cheek, “I’ve heard it makes it easier.”

“Easy for you to say!” the earth pony exclaimed, “you’re not the one with a cock shoved up against your ass!”

The unicorn laughed. “Fair enough.” His horn darkened and he glanced toward the small cabinet that housed the bulk of their supplies. “I think we still have some of that cooking oil here, right?”

Scootaroll huffed in annoyance and thrust his hips uselessly against his larger friend. “I’m not really in the mood for a snack, Silver Bell.”

The unicorn laughed. “Not what I was thinking.” He stood up and rummaged through the cabinet as Apple Buck whimpered under the pegasus’ weight. “Aha!” Silver Bell cried. He pulled out the small glass container and used his magic to pop the cork. “Here, hop down for a sec, Scoot.”

The pegasus glared but complied. Apple Buck watched in fascination as the unicorn’s magic pulled out a glob of the slick substance and floated it back towards Apple Buck’s rear.

“COLD!” The earth pony cried, jumping forward as the liquid touched his rear.

“Don’t be a foal,” Silver Bell replied disdainfully. “Now, be still.”

Apple Buck reluctantly complied and flinched as the bulk of the cold oil touched his rear again. As the liquid warmed from the contact with skin, Apple Buck began to enjoy the massaging motion Silver Bell used in rolling the substance around his hole with his magic. Suddenly, some of it pushed its way inside. It was odd: not quite painful, not quite pleasurable. He felt the liquid slide along his canal, coating the walls on all sides several inches down. “There,” Silver Bell announced. “Scootaroll, you want to get back to it?”

“Bucking right I do,” the pegasus replied. His rock hard shafted bounced up again as he climbed back onto Apple Buck’s back. Silver Bell re-corked the oil and turned his magic back to himself as he watched his two friends.

This time, Scootaroll found Apple Buck’s hole much more quickly. The earth pony blew out a deep breath, trying his hardest to relax. The pegasus shifted forward, and Apple Buck felt an awful pressure at his hole. The pegasus bucked his hips and Apple Buck swore as what felt like a huge pole gouged his insides. He bit his lip so hard he was surprised not to taste blood. So much for his judgment about Scoot having a little dick. It hurt like Tartarus… It also felt really, really good. Almost as good as when he swallowed Silver Bell to the hilt. Apple Buck felt a throbbing, and he wasn’t sure if it was his own organs or the one shoved inside him. The earth pony thanked Solaris that Scootaroll wasn’t any bigger, or he wasn’t sure he would’ve survived. The pegasus stepped back, and the pressure eased. Apple Buck almost had time to miss it. Scootaroll shoved his way back in, this time much farther. Apple Buck cried out. Despite the earth pony’s obvious discomfort, his friend starting thrusting, pulling back part way before diving in deeper, and deeper. After a few thrusts, the fullness started being less painful and more exciting. Apple Buck felt Scootaroll pop his medial ring inside him, and he shuddered. His own cock lurched against his chest and splattered the floor with precum.

“Here,” Silver Bell interrupted, “just don’t bite.” He offered up his cock, which Apple Buck quickly and enthusiastically took into his muzzle. Silver Bell was wet again, and Apple Buck swallowed the precum greedily, with nearly as much enthusiasm as the pounding pegasus behind him was displaying. The feeling of having a stallion filling either end of his body made Apple Buck moan in joy. The fact that it was his two friends made it even sweeter. He felt wetness flow from his cock as it slapped against his barrel. He gulped eagerly at the near-constant flow of Silver Bell’s wetness as he felt Scootaroll increase his pace on his flank.

“Oh shit,” Scootaroll exclaimed as he continued pounding the earth pony stallion’s ass, “look at him swallow that.”

“I knooooow,” the unicorn moaned.

“Sun and moonlight, Sil, you should feel how tight he is.”

“I don’t know, could it be any better than this?” The unicorn squeaked as he unloaded another burst of precum in Apple Buck’s mouth.

“I’ll… tell you…” the pegasus huffed in between thrusts, his breath coming ragged, “next time.”

Apple Buck lapped insistently on the shaft in his muzzle. The pressure inside him was building with every thrust behind him and every moan in front.

“Oh fuck, Apple Buck,” Scootaroll moaned, “I’m going to cum in your ass.”

Apple Buck moaned wordlessly against his other friend’s shaft, which he felt flaring, nearly gagging him at the back of his throat. “Do it, Scoot!” the unicorn cried as he grabbed the earth pony’s head with both front hooves, dragging the earth pony’s nose down into the white fur of his loins, “let’s fill him up!”

Apple Buck felt himself falling over the edge and begged his body to hold on for a few moments. His shaft pulsed insistently, coating his yellow chest fur and the clubhouse floor in clear liquid.

“Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah!” the pegasus whined in time with each thrust, his wings beating, shoving his whole length into Apple Buck. The earth pony felt every bit of the pegasus inside him, stretching him beyond anything he had ever felt. His muzzle filled with fluid, and he swallowed instinctually, desperate to capture every drop. He felt his pegasus friend’s balls slap against his own as Scootaroll hilted him, and Apple Buck felt an especial tightness deep in his gut, which he knew must be his friend’s flare. He mewled weakly around the pink shaft in his mouth, as his orgasm took him over the edge and he felt a huge burst of cum escape his cock. His ass clenched painfully tight around the shaft in his insides, and he heard the pegasus behind him roar like a manticore. The fullness shifted, changed, warmed, and he knew he was being filled with seed. The same kind of seed that was threatening to drown him if he stopped swallowing, which he found difficult as his own orgasm wracked his body, sending wave after wave after wave of semen splashing onto the floor between his forehooves. He pulled his head back, coughing out liquid and was splattered on the cheeks with one of the last strands of Silver Bell’s orgasm, the pink shaft continuing to empty its load even without external encouragement. He felt Scootaroll collapse on top of his back, the stallion’s hot breath coming rapidly against his shoulder blades. Silver Bell sat clumsily down on his flank, his shaft spent but still twitching. Apple Buck raised a hoof to clear the seed from his face, but found it coated in his own mess. The earth pony felt Scootaroll shift behind him, and suddenly the fullness in his insides shifted, carrying itself out. It gave him another thrill of pleasure, muted only somewhat by his recent orgasm. Scootaroll’s flared head popped out with a wet squelch, and Apple Buck flinched with the stretching of his sore sphincter. He felt a veritable fountain flow out of his hole, down his balls, and onto the clubhouse floor below. A quick glance downward showed cum from all three stallions pooled into a pair of large conjoined puddles underneath Apple Buck. The earth pony hobbled sideways away from the mess and flopped down on to his knees before rolling completely on his side.

“Whew!” he breathed. He was sore from ass to stomach to throat. But it was a good sore, like what he felt after a day helping his brother on the farm.

“Sweet Solaris, that was awesome,” Scootaroll said, his voice shaky. His wings had yet to relax back to his sides.

Silver Bell sighed contentedly. Apple Buck nodded in agreement.

“I thought it was bad just cleaning up after myself,” the pegasus said with a grimace, surveying the damage on the floor. “We better add a bunch of towels to our necessary purchases.” Scootaroll chuckled. “Assuming we’re doing this again later. And, like, at least once a week from now on.”

Apple Buck just laughed happily and heard his laughter echoed by his best friends.