Sandbar was nervous.
It had been a week since the amity ball dance. A week since he somewhat confessed his feelings for a certain yak. A week since they danced and won the “Pony Pal” contest. A week since they both agreed that it was the best night of their lives.
And also, a long, awkward and downright confusing week since he last talked to or seen her.
To say it was strange is putting it lightly. Ever since the dance, whenever he tried to talk to her, he either just missed her or one of the girls ran interference. Smolder brushed him off and Silverstream was tight-lipped, or beaked, yet giddy all the same. One time, he finally tracked her down and was going ask her to go on a picnic, only for her to burst into flames and have a very apologetic Ocellus take her place.
Gallus was no help at all, either joking that he scared her away or just ignored his concerns. Sandbar finally got him to help, he had to trade doing Gallus’ homework for the next two weeks, but he only agreed if the griffon learns anything before hoof as an incentive.
Hey, having a griffon for a roommate, you pick up on how to haggle!
Begrudgingly, Gallus agreed and the day went on. When Sandbar got back to their dorm room, he saw the griffon on his bed, laying in a daze and staring at the ceiling. He got close and asked him what happened and did he learn anything. Gallus didn’t respond, only mumbled something about ‘Silverstream’ and ‘cheerleader’, and Sandbar thought the griffon’s face was a darker shade than normal.
Saddened and no pony saying anything, the stallion went to visit Counselor Starlight Glimmer for advice. He told her everything and wondered if he did something wrong. If he embarrassed her? Or if he said the wrong thing and hurt their friendship?
Starlight only smiled and said he did nothing wrong. She told him that his friend was most likely sorting through her feelings and will talk to him when she’s ready. She reassured him to just be patient with her.
Sandbar left the office, hopeful but still a little dejected, and went back to his room. He just reached the door when he stopped. A note with his name on it had been tapped to the door. The same note he now looked down at.
Sandbar come to treehouse. Tonight. Yona’s room. Have surprise~.
Short, to the point, and an improving yet still crude hoof writing. Yup, this was Yona, though the ending confused him.
He thought he had to trade a week of doing homework for help sneaking out. Turns out, that wasn’t the case!
Ocellus turned into him and got into his bed, Smolder distracted the teachers that still lingered, and Silverstream and Gallus flew him all the way to the Treehouse of Harmony. The hippogriff giggled the whole way not saying anything and when he tried to ask Gallus, the blue griffon blushed and looked away when Silver gazed at him.
So now, here the young stallion stood. Standing outside of her room in the treehouse. He looked at the note one more time, placed it on the ground and knocked on the crystal door with his hoof.
“Y-Yona, it’s Sandbar. I got your note. Can I come in?” He called out.
No response. He shifted his weight on his hooves, getting nervous before knocking again.
“Yona, are you in there?” He called again.
Still nothing. Growing agitated, he knocked slightly harder on the crystal door, only to push it open. Blinking, Sandbar took a deep breath, pushed the door open wider and walked inside the room.
He had never been inside the yak’s room, the girls had usually kept their doors closed to the boys. The earth pony shivered a bit as the doors to the balcony were open, letting the wind blow in and light from luna’s moon fill the room. Looking around, he saw a large, fur rug in the middle of the room, a few pieces of yak art placed around, even a large log near the balcony doors. Walking onto the rug, fur slightly tickling his hooves, Sandbar saw Yona’s school bag against the log, but where was she?
CLICK!
Sandbar yelped and jumped slightly at the sudden noise. Turning around quickly, he saw the door closed and a large figure, hidden in darkness, next to the frame.
“Yona, i-is that you?” He squeaked, starting to breathe quickly. The figure didn’t answer and slowly lumbered toward him. He backed up as the figure got closer until breathing a sigh of relief when a familiar face was illuminated by the moon’s light. “Oh, Yona, you almost gave me a heart attack! Why were you in the shadows anyway?”
The female yak smiled at him. “Yona not mean to scare. Yona only wants to surprise friend Sandbar.”
The earth pony chuckled as he rubbed his head with a hoof. “Heh, yeah that was really surprising. Listen, there’s something I really wanted to talk about?” Sandbar spoke only to stop as Yona shook her head, the smile still on her face.
“That wasn’t Yona’s surprise.”
Sandbar blinked and put his hoof down. “What do you mean that wasn’t your sur-”
Whatever he was going to say was cut off, the air was driven from his lungs and felt like he was flying. Faster than he ever saw her move, Yona rushes and tackles him full charge. Landing back first on the ground, the rug somewhat cushioning him, he felt a large weight on his chest. Groaning and coughing a bit, Sandbar opened his eyes to see Yona on top of him, the smile still on there.
The two didn’t say anything, both of them staring into each other eyes. Sandbar stared up into her large, adorable green eyes. A blush coming to his face as he felt something brush against his private bits.
“Uh, Y-Yona? Could you get off me, please?”
Still smiling, Yona eased off him a bit, taking some pressure off him, yet staying where she was. “No, if Yona moved, it would ruin surprise.”
She wiggled her hips and again Sandbar felt something brush against him. “A-And, what is the surprise?”
“Yona know friend Sandbar was looking for Yona.” The stallion blinked as her smile turned into a frown. “Sandbar told Yona that he chose Yona, even when Yona was embarrassed, Sandbar still asked to dance because Sandbar saw Yona as yak friend.” The yak lowered her head, their nose touching, and the pony’s blush increasing. “Yona’s heart skipped when Sandbar said that, dance was incredible.”
Sandbar felt his own heart beating a mile a minute as he heard Yona speak on top of him.
“After dance, Yona’s chest felt tight. Whenever Yona saw or think of Sanbar, chest get tight and face get hot. Yona not understand, asked changeling friend Ocellus what felling is. Friend Ocellus face gets bright, brings friends Smolder and Silverstream to hear Yona. Yona tell friends that Yona’s chest tight when Yona thinks of friend Sandbar, how face got hot, how Yona never felt this way.”
“Friend Silverstream cried and hugged Yona, eyes get big and sparkly. Friend Smolder start coughing and friend Ocellus face get brighter. Said if Yona liked Sandbar. Said yes, Yona like for Sandbar but what difference. Than friend Smolder said, ‘You’re in love with him!’”
The earth pony eyes widened as he squirmed under her. Face all but burning.
“Yona confused: Did Yona like, like Sandbar? More Yona think, more Yona could agree that Yona like Sandbar.” Her smile got bigger. “Sandbar one of Yona’s first friend. Sandbar always there to help. Even at dance, Sandbar wanted to dance with Yona because Sandbar wanted too.”
Sandbar listened to the confession, not speaking a word before finally opening his mouth. “So, how come you avoided me all week?”
“Yona thought really hard on how to tell Sandbar. How Yona wanted to be more than friend to Sandbar.” The yak raised her head a bit.
“Now Yona ready to show surprise.”
For the third time tonight, before he could say anything, Yona struck first and captured him in a kiss. The stallion’s eyes shrank as the large bovine tongue invaded his mouth. Yona grunted and closed her eyes as she got more into the kiss. Sandbar’s forelegs were to the side and whatever defense his tongue could put up was batted away. Another aspect of a yak’s tongue was how long it was as it had already wrapped around his own. Giving up on fighting and the warmth of her body, Sandbar moaned, closed his eyes and gave into the kiss, pushing back against her.
The only sound in the room was the wind blowing in and the two creatures making out on the floor, lost in their own passion. The yak grinding her lower half with his as she grunted in pleasure. Unfortunately for Sandbar, he needed to breathe and was running out of air. He nudged his hind leg into her to signal the need for air.
Reluctantly, and rather slowly, Yona stopped the kiss and extracted herself from him. A strand of saliva connecting them before breaking. Her tongue making a show of leaving his mouth and flicking his nose as it retreated back into her mouth, with Sandbar’s tongue weakling chasing it. Gasping for air, the two looked at each other. Yona smiling at the stallion’s dopey expression.
“Sandbar like surprise?” He dumbly nodded with a pleased look on his face. “Good. Cause Yona not finished.”
Slowly, Yona stood up, lifting her full weight off him. Breathing a lot better, Sandbar raised his head and looked at himself. The blush on his face returned in full force as he found out what was brushing against him.
Whenever he walked behind a mare, he always had the curtesy to look away if they or the wind moved their tail just enough to show their teats. Now though, he had a front row view of the largest, by ponies’ standard anyway, teats he ever saw. The warmth and grinding had also caused his stallionhood to wake up.
Carefully, Yona maneuvered herself above him as she turned herself around. Sandbar brought his forehooves to his chest and soon had face full of them.
“Sweet Celestia.” He whispered in awe.
“Yona guess Sandbar like yak teats.” The earth pony could just imagine the smirk on her face. “Yona like Sandbar’s teats too. Bigger than in book Yona found in pony library.”
The blush came back. Sandbar was a little self-conscious down there: his private bits were a little bigger than the average stallion. Not much, but enough for him to keep his legs closer together and tail flat against him. He breathed sharply as a warm, wet sensation went over them.
“Sandbar taste good. Pony musk not like yaks. Smell like ocean.” Yona laid down on top of him. She spread her back legs apart for balance so as not to crush. Sandbar watched hypnotically as her hips and yak teats swayed left and right Yona licked everything. He moaned the whole time as she gave his balls a thorough licking.
“Yona like Sandbar’s teats.” She licked her lips as she moved her gaze from them to a fully hard stallionhood. “But now Yona want main prize.”
Giving it a couple long licks, Yona opened her mouth wide and took his entire cock in one motion. Sandbar moaned, almost neighing, as the yak sucked him loud and noisily. Bobbing her head up and down without trouble.
“Y-Yona, where did you l-learn to do this?!” He managed to get out. The yak mumbled something which only caused vibrations that gave more pleasure.
Sandbar laid there as this was happening, helpless to do anything. Seeing those large teats say back and forth something came to him. Determined not to have her do everything, he propped himself up a bit, opened his mouth and latched onto one of her teats. Yona stopped and her eyes widen at the new feeling, grunting as Sandbar started sucking and licking the nipple.
Not wanting to be outdone, her pride as a yak on the line, Yona redoubled her efforts and moved twice as fast, and started flexing her throat muscles. Digging deep to reserves he didn’t know he had, Sandbar began switching between both teats, sucking, licking, and even a little biting. Now it was just a race of who could outlast who.
Unfortunately, Sandbar was already on the losing end. Pressure was building, and his balls were tightening. Releasing her teat, he began breathing harder. “Y-Yona, I-I’m gonna cum s-soon.”
Hearing this, and though she wanted to keep going, Yona suddenly stopped. The stallion felt the ministrations ceasing.
“W-Why’d you stop?” He asked, breathless and desperation in his voice.
Slowly, raised herself off him, a loud slurping noise as his cock left her warm mouth. Once again, she carefully turned herself until she was facing him again. Her hair was frazzled, spit around her mouth, but to Sandbar, she as most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Luna’s light only helped make her more so.
“Because…” She spoke. She lowered her back half until Sandbar felt something warm and wet kissing the top of his cock. “Yona want Sandbar to finish in Yona’s special place.”
Sandbar’s blinked at this. “Ar-Are you sure about this?”
“Yona love Sandbar.” The stallion’s eyes widened at the declaration. The yak smiled at him. “Yona want to show Sandbar how much.”
Sandbar watched as Yona slowly sank down, his cock being engulfed. Moaning, he felt the yak’s pussy squeeze and massage him like nothing else he’s ever felt.
“M-Merciful Luna, this feels incredible.”
“Yak pussy better than pony pussy. Yona ruin Sandbar for anycreature else but Yona.” She boasted with a large grin. She leaned down, placing her front hooves beside his head, until their noses touched. “Sandbar ready for smash?”
He blinked at her for a few times, her shimmering green eyes gazing at him. Waiting for an answer. When he got that note tonight, all he wanted was to talk to her about his feelings. Yona however, went full ahead with hers and was now waiting for his answer.
There’s was only one thing to say.
Tilting his head he gave a quick but loving kiss to her before smiling. Yona blushed but smiled at the answer. Raising her rump until only the head was still inside, bracing her back hooves to the floor, Yona gave a small wink before slamming her rear straight down.
The air left Sandbar’s lungs from the impact. He watched as Yona raised her rump again, agonizingly slowly, before slamming it down again. Swaying and bouncing, the yak rode him like a prized bull at a rodeo he once saw. Gasping with each bounce, Sandbar he’s going to be bruised down there, at worst broken after everything. But damn if it’s not going to be worth!
Yona slowly picked up the pace. Sandbar’s cock fit snugly in her yak pussy, not too long but definitely wide! Yona tried to keep most of her weight of the small pony but it was getting harder. Grunting louder, she sped up even more so.
Sloppy, noisy, lovemaking echoed in the entire room. The nether regions of both creatures was drenched in yak love juices. The climax was getting close, both creatures knew it as they were already near the peak. Yona’s rump moved faster and deeper, the head of her special somepony’s cock just tapping at the entrance of deepest place. Gritting his and with what strength he had left, he gripped the sides of his special somecreature and thrusted up as she came down.
“I’M/YONA CUMMING!!!”
Sandbar let go: dumping his entire load inside of her. Yona could feel his cum filling her pussy, some even reaching her womb. She kept bouncing a little while Sandbar kept cumming. Soon, the came down from their orgasmic high, Yona settling on Sandbar’s hips as a mixture of both their juices matted the fur connecting them. She then fell to her side with a thump, pulling sandbar with her into a hug and keeping the half-hard cock inside her, massaging it to coax out whatever was left.
“BEST. SMASH. EVER.” Yona breathed out with a smile, her eyes getting heavy. “Yona…love…Sandbar…”
The stallion chuckled softly as he heard her start snoring. Snuggling against her, he muttered one last thing before joining her in sleep.
“Sandbar love Yona too."