Carson raised an eyebrow. “Are you a small dick McGee?" He asked the blushing king sitting beside him on the train. Their car was empty. It wasn't private, ponies just didn't like King Sombra.
“No.” Sombra stated, wanting to stop talking about his dick.
“Let me see." Carson said, pulling Sombra’s thigh to the side to see his man bits, but the King reacted quickly and slammed them shut.
“What are you doing?!” He whisper-shouted, staring at the peach pegasus in disbelief.
Carson stared back with half-lidded eyes. “Don't worry, we’re alone in here. Besides…" Carson began rubbing the inside of Sombra’s thigh, making him blush harder.
“No homo~.” Carson offered, leaning against the black pony.
Sombra thought about it, sweeping his hair back with a hoof, before laying it across Carson’s shoulders.
“Only for a little while, okay?" The King compromised, grinning at Carson’s excited nodding.
He hesitantly spread his hindlegs, watching as Carson’s eyes widened as they locked onto his sheathed stallionhood, mouthing the word ‘wow’.
Sombra chuckled. “I'm glad you like it."
“Like it?” Carson scoffed. “It's huge!” He exclaimed, not even trying to hide his own growing erection.
“Oh, uhh…" Sombra was at a loss for words. Nobody had ever complimented his average sized horsecock like that. Then again, nobody else had even seen it. “T-thanks.” He stuttered, his tail beginning to swish in the small space between his back and the back of the seat. Occasionally brushing against Carson's speedy quick tail.
Carson poked the fully erect cock, watching it bob and throb to the contact. Carson's wings opened slightly, tickling Sombra’s side.
Finally, Carson leaned down to acknowledge the waiting dick, stopping halfway down Sombra’s body, just above the tip.
He took a deep sniff, humming in delight at the overwhelming musk emanating from Sombra’s cock.
“Ooh, yeah, that's the stuff." He said, pressing his nose against it as he took another deep sniff. Sombra grunted and closed his eyes, rubbing Carson’s side to let him know that Sombra was enjoying it.
Carson licked up a drop of precum that had leaked out of Sombra’s tip, shifting his body as he positioned his muzzle over his cock. Carson carefully latched onto the tip, suckling slightly as his tongue scooped up another gob of precum.
He slowly lowered down to Sombra's medial ring, hearing a grunt of pleasure from the King as he did so. Carson waited a bit before continuing. Suddenly, it hit the back of Carson’s throat, surprising him and making him gag. Carson began coughing, backing off of Sombra’s dick.
“Fucking shit, that's too big.” He said, straightening his back and leaning on Sombra once more, placing his left arm around Sombra.
“We’re gonna have a hard time dating if I can't suck your dick." Carson said.
“But that's not what dating is about, correct?" Sombra countered, reaching over to grab his wing, and bring him closer, softly squeezing him in a good natured hug.
“Yeah, I guess you're right." Carson agreed, leaning his head against Sombra’s.
Carson stole a glance at the stallion beside him, noticing that he had decided to bring out a novel, reading as their train glided down the tracks.
“Perfect.” Carson thought. “He's distracted. Time to make my move.” Carson slowly and carefully laid his hoof over Sombra’s, gingerly grabbing it. He slowly lifted it, watching Sombra's face for any reaction. There was none, so he slowly brought it to his own crotch.
His breath quickened, so he held it to avoid detection. He very softly laid it on the base of his crotch, quietly exhaling as the cool frog of Sombra’s black hoof met his burning rod. He softly moaned as he moved the soft hoof to his tip, unintentionally smearing the bottom of Sombra’s hoof with his precum.
He panicked, glancing at Sombra to make sure he hadn't noticed. Fortunately, he hadn't, so Carson did what he had to to be secret. He brought the bottom of Sombra’s hoof to the end of his muzzle. Hesitantly, he dragged his tongue across the sole of Sombra’s hoof.
“Ahem."
Carson’s eyes shrunk to pinpricks, and his ears flattened against his skull, his tongue stopping in the middle of licking Sombra’s hoof. His cheeks grew hot as he looked over at Sombra, who was now looking at him.
Sombra smirked before he began speaking. “You just couldn't wait, could you?" He asked.
“You just had to go too far.” He continued, lowering his hoof to rest on his partner’s stomach. Carson’s tongue flicked back into his mouth.
“Frankly, I don't mind." Sombra said, rubbing Carson’s tummy, which gained his attention, his eyes snapping to Sombra’s hoof following every movement.
“You just have to ask first...” He started, moving his hoof to hover just on the tip of Carson's cock, lightly holding it down.
“... Because I'd gladly do it." He finished, dragging his hoof down to the base of his dick, making Carson gasp in a mix of surprise and pleasure.
“Although, come to think of it…" Sombra started, again, his hoof softly gliding up and down Carson's dick.
“I wouldn't mind if you fucked me in the middle of the night." He said. Carson bit his lip as Sombra continued his ministrations, blushing harder as his release came ever so closer.
“Or even if you used me as a fucktoy while I was sleeping.” He moved his hoof to play with his balls, using his black magic to form a ring around the throbbing tool, jerking it off slightly faster than he had been rubbing it.
Sombra had kept talking, but Carson tuned him out, closing his eyes as he focused on the feeling bubbling in his tip, feeling it flare. If he remembered from his previous sessions with himself, that meant he was about to cum.
He moaned as he bucked instinctively, the first rope spurting out, then the second, then a third. He lost count as the pleasure overtook him, but he was sure it was a lot.
As he half-opened his eyes, he noticed Sombra’s head hovering over his crotch, likely having taken most, if not all of his hot, viscous sperm.
As Sombra sat up, he noticed two things: One, his wings had shot out and were fully extended, so Sombra laid back on his wing, although carefully as to not mess up his beautiful plumage. Two, his spunk covered his muzzle, running down the length of it and slowly dripping off of his chin. Not gonna lie, it was hot. And he was tired.
With a human of satisfaction, Carson snuggled into Sombra’s side, smiling as Sombra’s hoof slid up and down Carson’s unkempt hair.
“You know, if you enjoyed this, then you'll love a good preening.” Sombra rubbed Carson’s wing before returning to his mane. “Your wings look like they need it." He remarked. He brought his left hoof over to grab Carson’s right hind leg, laying it over his lap so he could rub the cutie mark.
“I think that would be nice." Carson agreed, nuzzling into Sombra’s side.
“Me too." Sombra said under his breath, bringing his novel back out, flipping to the page he was on.
“But that only taught me one thing: when Heffley's get in trouble, Heffleys RUN.”
Author's Note
I am an abomination. I am an abomination. I am- oh shit, hey readers!
Enjoy this gay as fuck clopfic between the king and the other king.
