When A Bro Shares A Daddy
AKA - Double The Daddy Delights
The sun was just about to set over the Equestrian horizon, which left Ponyville darkly lit by a rich orange sky. The shadows that stretched far past every house and building were nearly pitch-black, prompting many windows to already be illuminated by candlelight inside. Fortunately, the serene summer weather made it so many ponies were still out and about, enjoying the early evening as the temperatures settled down comfortably. Of course, even with the sounds of children playing cheerfully outdoors, there were just as many ponies settling indoors to enjoy the incoming nighttime.
One particular house in Ponyville was already lit up for the night, as the windows on the second floor showed a couple shadows moving behind the curtains. The ground floor still looked dark and unoccupied, but that was only because the main occupant wasn’t home yet. Meanwhile upstairs, the stallion’s younger brother was just about finished getting himself prepared for his incoming arrival.
“Nnnnghhhh!! Dammit!” Rumble usually wasn’t one to swear in front of company, but his frustration was easily understood while holding another pair of ripped stockings in his hoof. A sizable pile of ruined pantyhose were strewn across the floor, while the young pony’s legs remained bare. Of course, considering how thick those thighs got the higher they went towards his plump, voluptuous-looking rump, it wasn’t too surprising that a mare’s garment would be too small for his girth. Nevertheless, Rumble still let out an irritated sigh while brushing back the sweat on his brow. “Jeeze, how do girls wear these things?!”
“Ummmm…” While the grey colt scowled down at the pantyhose like he was developing a strong vendetta, his guest tried to catch his attention by meekly raising his claw. Spike, the pudgy purple dragon who still looked ridiculously young for his age, pointed to the stocking in Rumble’s hoof and suggested, “When Twilight wears those things, she usually bunches them up before slipping them around her hoof. Then she pulls them up like a… reverse peeling or something? It’s kinda hard to describe.”
“Hmmmm…” Rumble tilted his head curiously, which caused his jet-black mane to skew to the side and hang close to his shoulder. After processing the dragon’s suggestion, he sat himself down on the bench in front of his vanity mirror. He picked up one of the remaining pairs that were still usable, and tried to follow Spike’s directions by having the bunched-up ring tightly nestled around his ankle. And as soon as he slowly pulled the garment up his leg, his eyes widened in amazement when he felt how effortlessly it slid up without any tears. “Oh, wow!” he exclaimed with an excited smile, just as the hem of the stockings wrapped tightly around the top of his thigh. “Dude, that’s perfect! Thanks, Spike.”
“Hey, it’s no problem,” he tried to say with a sincere smile; however, while Rumble went to repeat the technique for his other hind-leg, he didn’t notice how much the dragon’s cheeks were beginning to blush. His eyes veered over at the assortment of makeup spread across rumble’s vanity table. Even though he wasn’t one to judge about feminine interests while surrounded by mares all his life, Spike wouldn’t have expected a pony like Rumble to have such an affinity for cross-dressing too. “So, uhhhh… Do you usually do this before Thunderlane comes home from training?”
“Well…” Rumble began to blush as well, and looked away from Spike while rubbing his foreleg with a hoof. He glanced back at the mirror before him, skewing his muzzle back and forth to make sure the ruby red lipstick wasn’t uneven. He then picked up the thin tube of mascara, and began to apply the tiny brush over his eyelashes while answering Spike’s question. “I usually only go this far when he’s away for a while, you know? This sort of thing takes a lot of effort and preparation. But since his birthday is coming up this weekend, I wanted to make sure he got my little surprise before Pinkie Pie.”
“Heh~” Spike huffed with an amused smile, and leaned back in Rumble’s bed with his claws behind his head. The dragon hadn’t gotten himself dressed up yet, and was laying completely bare while smirking at the teenage colt. “I’d be a little worried about bringing her up when it comes to parties. You never know what’ll catch her Pinkie Senses sometimes.”
“Hmmm… Yeah, good point.” Rumble shuddered a little after finishing his mascara, and paused only a moment before continuing with the blush. He began to dab the pink powder over his cheeks with the tiny piece of fabric, even though his natural blush was still shining through. “I really doubt she’ll try anything this soon before his birthday, but I’d rather not have her barge in during this.”
“Ugh… Yeah, I’m right there with you.” Spike shuddered uncomfortably as well, and pulled himself up so he leaned back against his claws. While he remained splayed-out atop Rumble’s mattress, the dragon tried to give him a nervous smile when he said, “But still, I… I’m really glad you trusted me enough to bring me in on all this.”
“Well, it seemed only fair…” Rumble smiled in satisfaction as he leaned back in his stool, and admired his fully makeuped appearance. Even though his hot-pink crop-top and black miniskirt were still lying in wait across the foot of his bed, the pony already looked rather confident in his feminine getup. Of course, the moment he caught how heavily Spike’s blush was getting, Rumble hopped off the bench so the dragon could take his place. “I mean, I’ve been able to keep your secrets, haven’t I? It wouldn’t have felt right if I didn’t return the favor.”
Spike didn’t say much in response, and just gave a sheepish nod before pulling himself off the bed. The dragon sat himself on the small bench, while Rumble got in front of him with a different tube of lipstick in his hoof. After taking a nervous breath, Spike puckered his lips out like he was awaiting his first kiss. Meanwhile, Rumble smiled as he began to studiously apply the bright blue lipstick across those soft, supple lips. “I gotta say though,” he said during the tedious process, “it’s kinda weird how quickly things can work out by accident, you know? Like, if I hadn’t have seen you browsing those books, we never would’ve become friends like this.”
Even though the dragon knew not to nod and mess up Rumble’s application, the appreciative look he gave was more than enough to show how much he agreed. It was hard to believe that less than a month prior, the dragon felt completely alone while browsing the LGBT section at the Ponyville book store. He tried to take every precaution possible to ensure nopony would see him purchasing those kinky novels; but like some incidental scene in a cheesy comedy, Spike was caught with several lewd books right as Rumble was about to enter the section himself. Fortunately though, despite the massive bout of fear and awkwardness both of them felt, their shared interests soon sparked a friendship that neither of them could regret. However, due to both of them being fairly closeted in the small town of Ponyville, their friendship was also something they weren’t willing to address to others.
“Y-Yeah, I get what you mean…” Spike was finally able to speak the moment his lips were fully colored with the bright, glittery blue sheen. Rumble made sure that the dragon closed his eyes before beginning his work with the mascara, which caused Spike’s lashes to look as thick and lucious as his own. “Although, you’re pretty lucky to have a brother who fully supports you like this.”
“Heh, is that what you’re gonna call it?” Rumble’s tone of voice was just as coy as the cheeky smirk he was sporting. “Because I feel like saying Thunderlane ‘Supports’ me is a heck of an understatement~”
Spike let out a brief huff, while his cheeks grew a deeper blush than the makeup covering Rumble’s cheeks. “Y-You know what I mean though,” he tried to say with a shrug of his shoulders, “I mean… I know that Twilight and the others wouldn’t judge me if I came out, but…”
Rumble took notice of Spike’s uncomfortable pause, but could only nod before getting the dragon’s cheeks powdered like his own. He said with great assurance, “Dude, I totally get it. And there’s no rush when it comes to letting ponies know. I’m planning to wait until college myself…”
Rumble then added with a more confident smirk, “But still though, at least you have those razor-sharp claws and fire breath! That’s like, the perfect defense against any homophobes.”
Spike giggled with a strong nod of his head. “Yeah, that’s definitely fair,” he said while smiling more naturally. “Plus, I’ve seen that a lot of dragon-based toys are sold at adult shops. So by the time I actually do put myself out there, I can hopefully find someone who appreciates my abilities~”
“Yeah, that’s totally the spirit! Just remember that no matter wh--Wait a minute, you’ve been in adult shops?!” Rumble’s cheerful smile was instantly replaced with a surprised expression the moment he caught that one detail. “Like… where the heck could you go!? I know you’re legal age and all, but you don’t look like it!”
“That’s what my I.D. is for,” Spike pointed out with one of his brows raised up. Rumble looked away from the dragon with an embarrassed wince, clearly forgetting such a simple point. Meanwhile, Spike made sure to add, “And to answer your question, the Crystal Empire has been really accommodating when they realized I wasn’t a little kid.”
“Damn, dude!” Despite how stunned he may have been, Rumble was quick to smirk at the dragon with pride. “You used your status up there to get porn?!”
“Well, not porn,” he responded while shrugging hesitantly. “But I was gifted with a bunch of goodies from their sex shop. Most of it was toys and stuff, so it’s not like it would out me directly or anything.”
“Hmmm…” Rumble’s skewed muzzle showed more than a little skepticism about the dragon’s point. But after a brief shrug, the pony put down his makeup when he finished with Spike’s transformation. “Well, that’s another reason you shouldn’t be too worried about coming out someday. Heck, I’m sure that the Crystal Ponies will throw you a friggin parade when that happens.”
Spike’s smile was as wide and thankful as could be, and he had to struggle not to tear up and ruin his makeup. “Well… if that sort of thing does come up, I would be honored to have you join me.”
“Awww!!” Rumble looked unbelievably touched, and pulled Spike in for a strong hug. “Thanks, dude!”
Spike hugged him back just as tightly, but wasn’t able to close his eyes to savor the moment. Instead, the dragon’s eyes widened immensely the moment he saw himself in the mirror behind Rumble. Much like the femmy colt, Spike’s face was expertly dolled-up to emphasize his cute and pudgy appearance. Along with the blue lipstick, Rumble also made sure to apply a glittery eye-shadow over his eyelids to match. And with the accompanying mascara and pink blush, Spike could barely recognize himself from how he looked before. Fortunately though, Spike couldn’t have looked happier as he hugged Rumble even tighter with his eyes clenched shut. “Rumble, this looks amazing!! Thank you so much!”
“Hey, it’s no prob,” said the pony as he continued to hug Spike, while also trying his hardest not to cry. Luckily for both of them, their makeup was left immaculate by the time they finally pulled back from one another. Not to mention, Rumble was quick to regrow a more suggestive smirk as he narrowed his eyes on the dragon. “Now that the makeup is out of the way, you wanna see what I have in my closet?~”
“Hmph~” Spike’s grin was just as sultry as the colt’s, and he hopped off the bench to check out Rumble’s collection of frilly clothing. Since Rumble had such an accepting brother, the dragon’s eyes widened in amazement upon seeing the generous array of slutty attire. After shuddering with an eager grin, Spike looked back at Rumble to say, “Quick question: Are there any items your brother prefers to see?~”
Rumble thought it over for a moment, before rolling his eyes with a cheekier smirk. “Welllllll… Considering what we have planned, I would recommend choosing something tight to make that ass of yours more tempting~”
Spike glanced back at his thick, juicy rump with a prideful smile. Much like Rumble, who had made sure to thicken himself up over the past few months, Spike’s natural physique ensured that his cheeks were just as plump across his shimmering scales. “Hmmm… Yeah, I can agree with that,” he said confidently enough. “Any other suggestions for how to handle your big brother?~”
Rumble’s grin was just as eagerly wide, and his eyes narrowed on Spike when he gave his answer. “Trust me, dude… If you really want him as badly as me, I’d recommend calling him Daddy~”
“Aaaaahhhhh… Man, that was a rough session…”
The very moment Thunderlane’s hooves touched the cool grass of his lawn, he sighed tiredly before wiping his brow. Even though his training exercises ended hours ago, the lengthy flight from Cloudsdale caused him to return home while the sun was setting. But despite his aching wings, the pegasus’ smile was still rather piqued upon seeing the top windows of his house shining brightly. Since he knew his little brother was waiting for him inside, the stallion made sure to shake any residuals of sweat from his dark grey fur before heading inside.
“Rumble?” as he opened the front door, Thunderlane was surprised to see the living room was completely pitch-black. He tried to flip the light switch, and groaned when he saw that it didn’t do anything. “Darnit, now I have to spring for a new light bulb at the hardware store…”
The pegasus walked into the dark, closing the door behind him while sighing to himself. He used a hoof to pull back his mane, and felt how sweaty his silver mohawk had gotten during his flight. As he trotted towards the kitchen, he tried to speak up for his brother. “Hey Rumble, where are ya? Did you take a nap or some--”
‘Click!’
“SURPRISE!!!”
The living room light may have been undone when Thunderlane entered, but a quick reinstall of the bulb in Spike’s claw helped to illuminate the ground floor in an instant. Because of that, Thunderlane was able to be seen in his full post-training physique; his fur was still slightly matted in sweat, but his larger build was still apparent with his thick pecs and ‘muscle gut’ from years of strenuous workouts. Of course, as soon as he heard those two voices surprising him from behind, Thunderlane’s eyes shot wide-open the moment he saw how his brother looked.
Rumble was still in his matriculate makeup, but he was now donning the crop-top and miniskirt as well. The dark rouge that went over the colt’s eyes, combined with the dark pantyhose that went up past the hem of his pink skirt, made Rumble look like a straight-up hooker while smirking lustfully at his brother. He leaned back against the wall while standing on his hind-legs, emphasizing the voluptuous curves of his feminine figure that his outfit accentuated perfectly. His skirt was just barely able to fully wrap around the girth of Rumble’s plump, full-bodied hips that any mare would’ve killed for; and since the colt was leaning his waist forward while up against the wall, Tunderlane was able to spot the tiniest hint of a bulge that was barely able to protrude from the colt’s crotch.
Thunderlane grew a lustful smirk the moment he saw his brother all dolled-up for him; however, his grin turned much warier the moment he took notice of the pudgy dragon standing right beside Rumble in wait. Unlike his friend, whose smirk remained guiltlessly wide in his sultry pose, Spike looked much more nervous while standing in his own skimpy getup. His makeup was just as professionally applied as Rumble’s, but his blush was also much heavier due to his inexperience. His curvy figure was wrapped within a tight, lacey black corset with matching panties that were close to breaking around his thick waist. And much like Rumble’s endowment (or more specifically, the lack thereof~), Thunderlane wasn’t able to spot much of a bulge against the crotch of those tight panties.
“Ho… H-Holy…” Thunderlane’s saddlebags fell off his back with an ungraceful ‘flump,’ while his eyes were as wide as his gaping muzzle. He blinked repeatedly while gawking at the sight of two sultry sissies in his living room, needing a moment to fully process the presence of Princess Twilight’s assistant being one of them. “Is… Is that Spike?”
“It sure is!” Rumble smiled pridefully as he motioned his head towards the dragon, who had to avert his eyes bashfully. As the dragon rubbed one of his arms sheepishly with a claw, Rumble made sure to point a hoof over at the coffee table his brother was standing beside. “Oh, and I placed his I.D. there so you can see he’s of legal age. Happy Birthday!”
Thunderlane was certainly grateful that his brother decided to try something so bold for an early birthday present; but as his expression remained rightfully stunned with a heavy blush, it took a moment before he could glance down at the table. He picked up the Canterlot I.D. card with a hoof, and narrowed his eyes to read through the info printed beside Spike’s photo. His brows rose up the moment he saw the birthdate, before he shrugged and put the card back down. “Wow, ummmm… I’m not gonna lie, I would’ve never expected that. No offense, Spike.”
“N-None taken,” said the dragon with an understanding shrug of his own, even though his voice was just as meek as his blushed expression. “But, uhhh… Yeah, Rumble figured it would be fun to invite me here for this...”
After taking an affirming breath, Spike looked back at Thunderlane with a more confident smile on his face. He tried to mimic the stance Rumble had against the wall, and leaned himself back while narrowing his eyes on the burly stallion. “And he made it very… very clear that you’re a stallion in need of a good birthday gift~”
Thunderlane’s head jolted from the aftermath of his shock, clearly still in the process of adjusting to somebody else being here for this. His eyes eventually glanced back at his brother, before he asked with slight worry, “Ummm… Just to be clear, he’s the only one you’ve told this stuff to, right?”
Rumble just scoffed with a cheekier smirk on Thunderlane. “Dude, come on! I don’t just go around and tell ponies I like sucking my big bro’s cock. Spike and I just happen to have the same interests, and… I trust him enough to keep all this a secret.”
“Which I am!” added Spike in wide-eyed insistence. He even pulled away from the wall, and did the familiar motions of the infamous Pinkie Promise while proclaiming, “Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye. I’m not telling anyone about any of this! Not even Twilight or Celestia herself.”
Another moment of awkward silence passed before Thunderlane could nod his head; fortunately, his expression seemed fairly trusting of the dragon’s promise. “Ummm… W-Well, that’s good to hear. Heh heh heh…”
Despite his nervous-sounding chuckle, which caused Spike’s wariness to reappear with a brief wince, Thunderlane was quick to grow a more impressed smile back at his brother. “Wow! I… I have to say, dude. This is a very thoughtful gift~”
“Heh~ Well, I’m very glad you approve…” Rumble stepped away from the wall as well, and got on all fours again before strutting up towards Thunderlane. With each emphasized step he took, Rumble made sure to sway his plump, opulent hips back and forth as flauntingly as possible. He smirked when he saw how much his brother’s eyes were moving back and forth in tandem with his steps, obviously pinned to the sight of that luscious ass like he was being put under hypnosis. But at the same time, Thunderlane’s grin appeared to be just as wide and lustful as his little brother’s. But before the Wonderbolt could lean in to give his bro a thankful kiss, he was stopped by Rumble placing a hoof firmly against his chest. “But before we get to the main gift, I feel like you need to unwind a bit and get in the mood~”
Since Thunderlane’s recliner was right behind them, Rumble didn’t hesitate to push his brother into the plush chair by force. As soon as the stallion fell back in his seat with a surprised jolt, Rumble used the lever on the side to pull the front upward and get him comfortable. “Don’t worry,” he assured Thunderlane with a grin and a sly wink. “Spike and I know exactly what to do to get you riled-up.”
Thunderlane looked like he wanted to say something, but his open muzzle remained silent while sporting a heavy blush. Meanwhile, Rumble walked away from the recliner towards Spike, making sure to keep his curvaceous rump pointed back at Thunderlane as it swayed enticingly. The stallion could be heard groaning from his chair, as he shuddered with an eager grin and stretched out his legs. He brought one of his forelegs down towards his crotch, and bit his lip while kneading at his twitching sheathe. “My goodness~” he purred as he shot his brother a devilish stare. “You wanted to surprise me on my birthday, and I don’t even get first dibs?”
“Oh, don’t you get so impatient, Daddy~” Rumble made sure to look back at him with a grin of his own, and licked his lips as he glanced down at the stallion’s crotch. The plump head of Thunderlane’s cock was already protruding from its sheath, while the pegasus himself continued to stare Rumble down with obvious intent. But instead of just heading back towards his Daddy to cram all that waiting cockmeat in his muzzle, Rumble got up beside the dragon who was standing in blushed silence. “Besides… Wouldn’t you want me to make sure my friend is just as eager as I am?”
“Alright then,” he said with an accepting shrug, even though he was continuing to tease his growing stallionhood with an eager hoof. “Just as long as Spike is comfortable, you have my attention~”
Rumble looked back at the meek-looking dragon, taking note of why his brother made that clarification. Even though Spike was already dressed up and straining in his tight panties, his heavy blush really illuminated the nervous expression he was carrying. Because of that, Rumble took the initiative as he reached up with a hoof, and grabbed the back of Spike’s head to pull him in. “Don’t worry, dude,” he whispered assuredly. “Just close your eyes, and enjoy the moment…”
With that, Thunderlane watched with an amused smirk as Rumble pressed his lips up against Spike’s for a soft, sensual kiss. The dragon’s eyes bulged open, and he needed a moment to process the reality of his situation. This may have not been the first time he shared a kiss with Rumble (or even the dozenth), the fact that Thunderlane was watching prompted him to shudder nervously in the pony’s grasp. However, as soon as his emerald eyes began to roll back, the stallion could hear the faintest moan from Spike’s mouth before pushing into Rumble’s embrace.
Spike’s eyes closed blissfully shut, and he wrapped his claws around Rumble to intensify their kiss. Thunderlane had to stifle a strained groan the moment he saw both of their mouths opening up, and Spike and Rumble’s makeout session grew hotter by the second. Their lips repeatedly smacked against one another, smearing their lipstick while their tongues came into play. Even though the pony had the thicker tongue that was able to plunge dominantly into Spike’s drooling maw, the dragon’s thin, reptilian muscle was quick to reciprocate those actions by slithering into Rumble’s muzzle and making him shiver. Due to the length and elasticity of that forked appendage, Spike moaned into Rumble’s mouth while coiling that tongue with his own like a predatory snake.
When their lips finally pulled apart, Thunderlane moaned out from seeing the multiple strings of makeup-tinted saliva connecting their mouths. Not to mention, the sight of those vastly-different tongues slathering so lewdly caused the stallion to harden at a much quicker rate. Before too long, Thunderlane was able to firmly grasp his cock as it grew more rigid in his grip. The Wonderbolt may have had a tempting array of well-toned muscles beneath his matted fur, but his stallionhood looked downright ripped as it throbbed eagerly, revealing the multiple veins that went up and down his shaft.
“Mmmph!” Spike’s eyes opened for only a split-second, but it was more than enough to make him gasp when he caught sight of Thunderlane’s waiting cock. He pulled away from Rumble’s muzzle with a sudden jolt, only to shakily mutter, “H-Holy crap, you weren’t lying.”
Rumble and Thunderlane needed a moment to see where the dragon’s eyes were pointing at, but shared a good laugh while Spike’s cheeks burned in intimidation. “Yeah, I told you,” jeered Rumble with a knowing grin. “And believe me, he has the stamina to go all night. Trust me~”
Even though the younger stallion gave him a sly wink, Thunderlane made sure to point out, “W-Well, I just got back from Wonderbolt training, remember? I might need a couple cans of Red Manticore if you want me to keep up.”
“Oh, don’t be like that~” Rumble shot a glance back at his brother with narrowing eyes, and a teasing wiggle of his ass. “All I see is a sweaty hunk who’s waiting to test us out. Don’cha, Daddy?~”
Despite his previous statement, Thunderlane shuddered hard with his eyes glued on his brother’s tight miniskirt. “Well, can you blame me for taking the reins whenever I can, Rumble?” That was when he redirected his cocky smirk up to the pony’s face, and pointed out, “It’s not like you can top very well with that little nub between your legs~”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Spike didn’t take notice of how much Rumble was squirming with a heavy blush the moment Thunderlane made that remark. Instead, the dragon pointed a claw at the stallion and said, “Dude, that’s not cool! You don’t have to make fun of your brother whe--”
“No, no, no!” Rumble was quick to press a hoof up against Spike’s mouth, not caring about smearing the blue lipstick against his keratin. “It’s okay, Spike! It’s not meant to be mean or anything, I swear.”
Spike blinked a couple times while looking back at Rumble in confusion. Thunderlane was staring at the pony with a baffled look of his own, before huffing with a smirk. “Wow, you didn’t tell him about that?”
After pulling Rumble’s hoof away from his mouth, Spike looked back at Thunderlane to ask, “Tell me about what?”
Thunderlane struggled not to laugh while clutching a hoof over his own muzzle. “Oh, jeez! Rumble, you better tell him before I do~”
Spike looked back at his friend with a more puzzled expression. Meanwhile, the pony couldn’t stop squirming while biting his bottom lip, and averting his eyes from both of them. Thunderlane’s brows rose up devilishly, as did his malicious-looking grin. After a couple seconds, Rumble closed his eyes and sighed with a shiver. “Ummm… I, uhhh…”
His head lowered with a look that almost appeared shameful. But as soon as he glanced back at his big brother, the colt made sure to say with a sheepish smile, “I… I don’t mind, Daddy… G-Go ahead~”
“Hmph~” Thunderlane smiled as cockily as could be, with his stare on Rumble being direct enough to make him squirm even more. When Spike looked back at him, Thunderlane continued to stroke his meaty cock in front of both of the sissies. “Well… little Rumble isn’t one to get offended when I make fun of his... tiny, measly, punylittle tic-tac clit that he calls a ‘cock.’ Isn’t that right, Rumble?~”
Spike’s eyes widened in shock, needing a moment to process the idea of somepony saying such cruel things about a family member’s endowment. But when he looked back at his friend, his brows rose up upon seeing Rumble’s blushed and bashful smile. The pony was still looking away from his friend in embarrassment, but his smile was still evident when he gave a faint nod of his head. “Uhhh… Y-Yeah, I… I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner, but…”
During that pause, Rumble took a quick glance back at his brother to see him smirking with a coaxing nod. He shuddered from the sight of his brother continuing to tease his monstrous cock on the chair, causing the head to swell out with every hard throb he was giving. His eyes clenched shut as he shivered from that alluring view, but made sure to look back at Spike to confess, “I, ummm… I… I’mintosmallpenishumiliation…”
Rumble winced the moment he blurted out that admission, mostly due to how immaturely quick he tried to say it. Thunderlane could be heard cackling in his seat, but Spike just stared back at his friend wide-eyed like he just sprouted a second head. After blinking a few times, Spike glanced downward and asked, “You… You like being made fun of for that?”
“Well, it’s more like playful teasing,” clarified Thunderlane with a shrug of his head. “But trust me, he gets reeeaaaalllllllly pent-up if you point it out. Oh! I have an idea!”
Rumble and Spike looked back at Thunderlane at the same time, and saw the enlightened smile that spouted across his face. The stallion then narrowed his eyes on his little brother, with his grin becoming more intrigued. “Hey, Spike? You mind pulling down those panties for a sec?”
Spike’s blush practically exploded across his face, mostly since Thunderlane wasn’t even looking at him while making such a request. Instead, his stare continued to bore down on Rumble to make him writhe with a confused-looking smile. Spike wasn’t sure how to process such a suggestion, but he could only shrug considering their plans. So without saying a word, Spike nodded his head before pulling down the front of his waistband.
His eyes clenched shut the moment he exposed his petite little draconic member, which was protruding from the tiny slit that was nestled between his pale-green scales. The little pink sliver was still glistening across its smooth length, with the pointed tip twitching a little as it tried to stand rigidly. Thunderlane’s head reeled back a little when he saw what Spike was packing, before his muzzle skewed curiously. “Huh… So that’s what a dragon’s cock looks like.”
“Mnnnghhh…” Spike was looking as embarrassed as Rumble, and whimpered a little while keeping his panties pulled down past his hips. But as he felt the stallion’s eyes bearing down on his member, Spike shuddered when he felt how hard it was throbbing out in the open. A tiny droplet of pre could be seen seeping from the tip, lingering there like the ink at the end of a readied quill. Rumble was staring at the dragon’s equipment as well, his lip tightly bitten as he noted its size up-close.
“Huh… That’s actually not too bad, Spike.” Thunderlane made sure to give the dragon a reassuring smile, and clarified, “I mean, considering how small you are overall, I’d say that’s pretty well-proportioned.”
Spike looked away from the stallion with a flatter expression, not looking too thrilled to receive that kind of “compliment” regarding his penis. Luckily, Rumble made sure to add for his friend, “Hey, don’t worry, dude. He won’t tease you while I’m around.”
“That’s right!” To emphasize that point, Thunderlane pointed back at his brother and said, “Hey, stand up beside Spike and whip out your little nub~”
Rumble needed a second as he gawked back at his brother wide-eyed. However, the moment he saw his brother motioning his head back towards Spike, and grinning lewdly with his brows perking up, it only took a moment before Rumble realized what he was wanting to see. “Oh… OH!”
That was when Rumble’s grin grew especially wide, and he nodded enthusiastically back at him. “Okay, sure thing, Daddy~”
Even with his brother’s earlier remarks about his dicklet, Rumble wasn’t ashamed one bit to stand up on his hind-legs and expose himself like Spike had. The femmy colt was quick to undo the front of his miniskirt, allowing for the waistband to peel down and reveal he had been going commando. Since he wasn’t wearing any panties like Spike, his puny little three inch nub sprung out to stand rigidly. Spike had to do a double-take when he got an up-close look at his friend’s measly excuse of a cock, as well as the marble-sized balls that hung pathetically just underneath. Unlike himself, Spike couldn’t deny that Rumble’s equipment was not proportional to his body. He didn’t want to laugh at his friend’s teeny weenie, but his head involuntarily veered to the side as he struggled not to snicker. “Gnnffff!!”
It was one thing to receive ridicule about his dick from Thunderlane, but to see Spike respond so amusedly to the reveal made Rumble blush tremendously hard. While the dragon held a claw over his mouth and clenched his eyes shut, Rumble struggled not to groan through his pursed muzzle as he shuddered in guilty pleasure. His measly little nub twitched hard while left completely exposed, and was pointed right at Spike’s petite little member. Rumble wasn’t able to say anything while standing in front of the equally revealed dragon, but his brother was quick to speak up towards Spike. “See? I told you he has a tiny dick~”
“Nnnf~” Rumble bit his lip tightly, and struggled to refrain from tugging at his little pecker to get himself off from the guys’ shared ridicule. But since he was continuing to hold down his skirt with both hooves, the pony was left helpless while his brother added, “C’mon, Spikey Wikey! You don’t have to hide it if it makes you laugh~”
“Mmph!” Spike pointed his free claw back at Thunderlane while keeping his eyes shut, and firmly shook his head between muffled giggles. “D-Dude! I… Pbbbttt… I-I’m not gonna… Oh Goddess…”
Spike had to turn his head away from both of the stallions, since he could hear Thunderlane chuckling to himself while stroking that cock gloatingly. Rumble had to clench his eyes shut for a moment, his cheeks as red as could be from how tightly his face was clenching in. After sucking in a breath through his nostrils, the colt blurted out, “G… G-Go… GoaheadandlaughIwannahearit!~”
Despite how wide Spike eyes got while gawking back at his friend, Thunderlane just reeled his head back to belt out a boisterous guffaw of his own. “HA! I fucking knew he’d say that! HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAA!!!”
Spike really, really didn’t want to make fun of another guy’s underendowment -- mostly because he knew his own cock wasn’t anything to write home about. But after hearing Rumble’s sheepish plea, as well as the contagious laughter from Thunderlane, Spike’s tightly-pursed lips finally broke open so he could start cracking up. He pointed a claw right down at Rumble’s tiny little dicklet, laughing like he just saw Twilight get hit in the face with a pie. “HAAAAA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAA!!!”
“Aaaahhh!!~” Rumble kept his eyes shut while moaning to himself feebly, absolutely loving the humiliation he was experiencing from two guys mocking his dick at the same time. His hind-legs were bucking badly while he remained standing, but his nervous smile was still prevalent enough for both of them to see. After shivering hard, a sizeable drop of pre could be seen dangling from that puny little tip as it throbbed direly for more attention.
“Oh jeeze, are you gonna cum, dude?!” Spike’s breaths were still rapid from his uncontrollable laughter, but his smile turned downright shocked when he noticed his friend’s undeniable arousal.
“Don’t worry, his loads are super tiny too,” said Thunderlane with a jeering smile on his brother. “I swear, the biggest cumshot I’ve seen him make was smaller than what I collect in my boxers!”
“Oh, man!” Spike started laughing again after learning that embarrassing detail, which just made Rumble writhe even harder with an enamored blush. However, when Spike reopened his eyes to glance down at that nub, he gasped before moving himself in towards him. “Wait a minute! Is… Is he…”
Rumble gasped and reeled his head back strongly, not expecting to feel the dragon’s cock pressing up against his own. Spike leaned in snug against the colt’s hips, with the undersides of their members pressed against each other like he was planning to frot their lengths. Thunderlane’s eyes widened when he saw what Spike was doing, and leaned forward in his seat to get a closer look. As soon as he got a good look at Rumble and Spike’s cocks standing side-by-side, he pointed a hoof at his brother and exclaimed, “DUDE! His dick is bigger than yours!”
“Wait, what?!” Rumble wasn’t expecting to hear that detail, and looked down with his eyes as wide as frisbees. Much to his shock and elation, he could see the little pointed tip of Spike’s cock standing half an inch higher than the head of his own. Rumble’s cock throbbed needily at its three inch length, while the dragon’s looked to be standing at a rigid three and a half. It may have not been that much of a difference, but it was confirming enough to make the colt stumble back with an overwhelmed moan. “H-Holy shit! I… I didn’t…”
As soon as Rumble got back on all fours, with his tiny clit continuing to twitch out in the open, Thunderlane grinned teasingly at him and finished his trailed-off words. “You didn’t what, Rumble? You didn’t think that your nub was tinier than a dragon who hadn’t hit his growth spurt yet?~”
Rumble leered his head down with an even harder moan that tried to break through his clenching muzzle. Meanwhile, Spike tried not to look uncomfortable with his arms crossed over his chest, even though he had to look away from Thunderlane following that remark. The stallion may have not been wrong (and was even courteous enough not to call Spike a ‘baby’ in this situation), the dragon wasn’t a fan of his physical age being mentioned. But alas, since Rumble just got his penis laughed at by his brother and his friend, Spike merely shrugged and tried to think past any assumptions running through his head.
“And just think,” added Thunderlane as he pointed his hoof back at Spike himself, “when he gets to be a huge-ass dragon in a decade or so, his dick will be WAY bigger! Meanwhile, that teensy thing will still be basically a clit~”
That detail got Spike to giggle again, while Rumble continued to squirm between the two of them. “NNNGHHH!!” Much like Thunderlane said, the relentless mockery was more than enough to get Rumble pent-up like mad. And since his brother was still aimlessly stroking himself with a hoof, that massive cock was like a beacon for Rumble to pounce on. “That’s it! I WANT A REAL COCK NOW!!”
Spike gasped in surprise as he watched his friend rush back towards Thunderlane on the chair, and dove in muzzle-first into his crotch. The stallion jolted his hoof back with a brief yelp, but didn’t try to stop his brother by any means. Of course, that was mostly because the moment Rumble slipped his muzzle right beneath those plump, heavy balls resting on the cushion, Thunderlane was taken aback enough to lean back and moan through his open muzzle. Meanwhile, Rumble quickly got to work as he grasped the base of his brother’s cock with both hooves, and closed his eyes while dragging his tongue between Thunderlane’s softball-sized nuts. “Aaaaaahhhhhh…”
“Ohhhhhh fuck…” It didn’t take long for Thunderlane to close his eyes with a blissful moan, and his hooves came down to gently rest against the back of Rumble’s head. The colt continued to slather the girth of both those hefty orbs with his tongue, his muzzle remaining wide-open while drool began to seep from the corners. Due to how suddenly Rumble sprung into action, Spike was left frozen in place while staring at the incestuous action with a jealous blush. A faint moan came out of his gaping maw, and he couldn’t keep from shivering in place with his dick still out. However, that meager little moan was nothing compared to the strained groans he heard from Thunderlane. “Nnnnghhhh… Yeah, that’s right, lil bro… Give your Daddy his birthday present~”
Thunderlane’s grip tightened against the back of Rumble’s head, prompting the slutty little colt to drag his tongue even deeper across the wrinkly skin of his brother’s balls. The heavy musk wafting from the Wonderbolt’s crotch was thick enough to make Rumble’s snout wrinkle between heavy breaths; however, that scent was basically nothing compared to the heady flavor of Thunderlane’s sweat that clung to his tastebuds with every lick he took. The untarnished taste of pure, unwashed testosterone was intense enough to make Rumble moan out shakily, practically begging for Spike to break from his stoic state and join in. And as his petite hooves began to stroke Thunderlane’s cock with vigor, Rumble let out one last moan before slipping his muzzle right beneath those balls to get smothered in musk. “NNNNFFFFF!!~”
“Nnnngggg, there you go~” growled Thunderlane as he leered down at the sissy with narrowing eyes and a smug grin. “Daddy had a loooooong day up in Cloudsdale, so you better help him out like a good slut~”
Rumble did exactly that, moaning muffledly beneath those heavy balls like a mare in heat. His eyes clenched shut while sticking his tongue out as far as he could, allowing him to taste even more of that musky sweat that clung to his brother’s ballsack. But as he continued with his diligent tongue-lashing, Rumble’s hooves could be seen only jerking the bottom half of Thunderlane’s thick, throbbing cock. Meanwhile, the remaining half of his stallionhood -- including that plump cockhead that was already growing a thick glob of pre right around the tip -- remained untouched and waiting for Spike to step in and help out.
“Unf~” Spike let out a strained groan through his fangs, and covered his little dick with both claws to keep from getting too excited. But due to how enticingly Thunderlane was showing off his cock, Spike couldn’t help bunching his knees together to keep from wobbling. Nevertheless, the dragon knew he couldn’t keep himself standing to the side like a wallflower, while his friend had all the fun of being smothered by his brother’s plump and musky balls. Not to mention, the crowned cockhead of that stallionhood was collecting more thick globs of pre, which were pooling around the tip and just about to trickle down the shaft...
“Come on, little dragon,” cooed Thunderlane as he leaned himself back, allowing for his cock to stand more prominently while Rumble kept tugging at it. As Spike let out a faint and shuddering breath, he saw the stallion’s eyes narrowing on him insistently. “I know you wanna get a taste~”
Rumble was still moaning beneath those hefty nuts while licking around the underside, as well as across Thunderlane’s sweaty taint; but when he heard his brother’s lustful invitation, his eyes reopened to glance back at his friend in wait. Fortunately, despite how overwhelmed and blushed the dragon had gotten, his bare feet soon scurried across the floor with a sense of needy urgency. “Oh, Goddess!” Spike got right up beside Rumble, but didn’t need to get on his knees since Thunderlane’s cock was at face-level. Instead, the slutty dragon took hold of that thick shaft with both claws, just as Thunderlane’s pre was about to spill. “I-I need it now!~”
With a wet and muffled “Mmpphh!!”, Spike closed his eyes while shoving the girth of that meaty head right into his hungry maw. His mouth felt like it was being filled to the brim from the volume of gooey pre that clung to his reptilian tongue. The taste was intensely rich, and nearly stung his tastebuds while he moaned around the head stretching out his lips. And the moment he heard Thunderlane groaning hard from that added bout of titillation, Spike rewarded with an even larger spurt of pre that shot to the back of his throat.
“Nnnnnghhh…” Rumble could see the state of his friend from down below, and moaned out enviously beneath the weight of Thunderlane’s balls. His hooves continued to jerk off his brother below Spike’s claws, but his muzzle was quick to pull back so he could breathe properly. Luckily for the stallion moaning in pleasure, his birthday present wasn’t interrupted by any means; the colt continued to slather both of those balls with his tongue while moving his head upward, before his snout nestled right against the base of his shaft. His nostrils flared out to get a good hit of Thunderlane’s sweaty musk, causing his fur to stand on end while shivering elatedly. “Aaahhh!!~”
Rumble pulled his hooves away from his brother’s cock, and replaced it with his drooling muzzle as he began to eagerly lick from the base. The slutty colt’s mouth, combined with the tentative suckles of the horny dragon right above him, was throwing Thunderlane into an absolute whirlwind of sensations that were leaving him reeling in the recliner. If he was able to open his eyes even the tiniest bit, he likely would’ve came on the spot the moment he saw Rumble and Spike’s dolled-up faces tending to his throbbing endowment in shared worship. Fortunately for the stallion, as well as the two sluts caressing his cock and smearing their lipstick all across his shaft, his eyes were tightly shut to better savor the tantalizing gift. “Mmmnnnghhh!! K-Keep going, guys!” he moaned out while his legs squirmed helplessly against the recliner. “M-Make your Daddy cum!~”
The two slutty sissies were busy trying to do exactly that, and didn’t let up for a second after hearing Thunderlane’s dire plea for release. Spike’s claws worked more vigorously on his shaft, pumping up and down the entire length the moment Rumble finally pulled his mouth away. The colt moved himself up to meet with his friend, and moaned out as he went in to get a taste of his brother’s lingering pre. Even though Spike’s mouth was still firmly lodged around that throbbing head, Rumble looked perfectly content with sliding his tongue across the underside where a couple trickles of Thunderlane’s clear, syrupy secretions could be lapped up. Rumble groaned with a blissful shiver, clearly loving the salty and musky flavor just as much as the taste of his brother’s balls.
Of course, when Rumble finally finished his “cleanup” with a hungry lick of his lips, his eyes peered up at the cocksucking dragon with a more devilish grin. “Hey, Spike?”
“Mmmph?” Since his mouth was stuffed to the brim with cockmeat, and the back of his throat was slathered with the mouthfuls of precum he was lucky enough to swallow, his voice was obviously muffled when he peered down at his friend. Meanwhile, Rumble got himself up at face-level with Spike, while his brother’s cock twitched eagerly right between them.
“How about we share another kiss for Thunderlane to see?~”
“Hmm?” Spike looked confused at first, and needed to blink a few times in contemplation. Fortunately, his eyes widened the moment he realized that his friend was trying to suggest. He couldn’t exactly smirk while his mouth was stuffed with cock, but his narrowing eyes showed more than enough intrigue as he nodded back at him. “Mmmmmm… Mmmhmm~”
Spike clenched his eyes before pulling his head back, popping his lips away from the head like he was uncorking a champagne bottle. He kept his mouth wide-open as he gasped like Rumble had earlier, which helped to show off the multiple strings of Thunderlane’s pre that were clinging between his lips. The stallion was finally able to reopen his eyes when he felt the cold air hitting his saliva-coated head, and he gasped the instant he saw how sensually the two sissies were staring at each other. Rumble was the first to move in towards Spike, his blush deepening as he got in closer to that pre-coated mouth. Spike was able to see the colt’s head looming in, and was quick to do the same after smirking just as eagerly. Meanwhile, Thunderlane’s cock was standing rigidly right between their faces, and mercilessly twitched as the stallion saw both of them going in at the same time.
Spike and Rumble’s “kiss” -- which caused both of them to moan out the moment their lips actually touched -- was intensified greatly by the fact that Thunderlane’s cockhead was right between their open mouths. Thunderlane threw his head back with a long and lingering cry of pleasure, as his hooves tightly curled up against the chair in an attempt to keep himself still. However, due to how unbelievably tantalizing it felt to receive the comforting pressure of two slutty mouths against his sensitive head, the stallion’s hips couldn’t stop fidgeting like he was being electrocuted from the titillation. Luckily for the Wonderbolt, his strength wasn’t able to translate very well while his head was clouded so heavily; because of that, Spike and Rumble’s combined weight atop his hops was more than enough to keep him steady and continue their shared cock worship.
Their eyes were closed with the sincerest looks of contentment on their faces, which matched wonderfully with the lustful moans that came out between breaths. Their lips wrapped snug around the intimidating girth of Thunderlane’s cock, while also meshing them against one another to turn it into the gayest makeout session imaginable. Both of their tiny little cocks were throbbing hard between their legs, but neither of them seemed to notice while lost in each other’s sloppy embrace. As their mouths continued to slather all over the head of Thunderlane’s cock, thick trickles of drool and precum were slobbering down their chins to dribble onto the stallion’s lap. Of course, because of the aid of Spike’s skilled claws, a little matted fur wasn’t enough to throw Thunderlane out of his wonderfully lustful high.
“HoooOOOLLLLLYYY, MMMPHHH!!!~” Since the two horny sissies were pinning him down so tightly to lap up every spurt of his gushing pre, Thunderlane was too helpless to pull away from the unending stimulation. His back arched up from the chair every time his cock throbbed direly against the lips of Rumble and Spike’s drooling maws. His hooves dug into the recliner’s plush cushions, but it did nothing to quell his arousal or lessen the harsh gritting of his teeth. Meanwhile, the differently-sized tongues kept caressing his cockhead from both sides, while the sluts’ mouths moaned into one another’s in increasingly needy arousal.
Spike and Rumble took turns swallowing down the mouthfuls of pre that Thunderlane was spurting out, leaving both of their breaths tasting of his brand throughout their makeout session. Their little cocks continued to twitch about while untouched and exposed, but it wasn’t like any of them were worried about cleanup. After all, since Thunderlane’s loads were being diligently lapped up by the sissies’ tongues, the only spurts to worry about were the puny, nearly invisible droplets that would pathetically seep from those under-endowed tips. And even if any drops were big enough to fall onto the living room carpet, they would likely be too small to really leave a stain anyway.
“Aaahhhh!” Rumble’s muzzle pulled away from his big bro’s cock just long enough to breathe; of course, Thunderlane still moaned out the moment he saw how slathered the colt’s muzzle had gotten from the gooey strings of his pre still connected to the head. There was even a thick rope of milky-white pre that went from the head to the tip of Rumble’s tongue; Thunderlane’s cock throbbed hard from that image alone, which helped Spike to get a hefty mouthful the moment his lips wrapped around the very tip. The dragon’s eyes shot wide-open for a moment, his body shuddering intensely from the overwhelming musky flavor that flooded his tastebuds; but as soon as Spike was able to shut his eyes, the bulge from his puffed-out cheeks soon transferred to an even larger bulge that traveled down his scaled throat. As soon as he swallowed down every drop of that load, the slutty dragon pulled back with a mouth as messy as his friend’s.
“Nnnnffff!!~” Spike’s eyes were half-lidded with a look of unparalleled pleasure, and his grin grew tremendously wider the moment he looked back down at Thunderlane’s cock. His claws gripped the top half of the shaft eagerly, while Rumble continued to suckle the head and moaning out between breaths. The stallion groaned out even louder when he felt those overwhelmingly rapid strokes, causing his shaft to pulsate like crazy in the dragon’s grip. Spike shivered in delight when he felt those strong throbs, and instinctively opened his mouth wide as he perched in closer to Thunderlane’s twitching head.
“Yeah, come on, Daddy~” Spike shot the stallion a sultry grin after calling him that term, but was secretly hoping that it wasn’t too weird. Luckily, Thunderlane’s continuous moaning was left unfaltered, while his cock kept spurting thick globs of pre that were soon trickling down his brother’s throat. The large bulges that constantly went down Rumble’s throat may have been hot as Tartarus to witness, but Thunderlane’s eyes continued to peer back at the blushed dragon smirking at him so knowingly. “We’re gonna keep draining your balls all night, aren’t we? You might as well shoot your first load now so you can last longer inside the two of us~”
“Nnnnnghhh!!” Thunderlane writhed harder in his seat, and filled more of Rumble’s hungry muzzle with every throb of his aching cock. Spike kept staring him down while pumping his shaft relentlessly, obviously wanting to get a good bukkake from the birthday boy to start off the evening right. And given how badly that throbbing piece of cockmeat was twitching in his claws, he was anticipating the load like a firefighter about to blast from his hose. Meanwhile between Thunderlane’s legs, those plump balls could be seen pulling inward alongside the stallionhood’s eager pulsations.
“HUHH!!” Rumble pulled his head away from that cockhead with a heavy gasp, even as it kept throbbing hard to churn out more of his incoming secretions. A syrupy spurt of precum spat out as Thunderlane groaned atop the two sluts, landing directly over the bridge of the colt’s snout. But despite how heatedly he moaned out with a shiver the moment he felt that hot blast, his nostrils flared out before he said rapturously, “AAAHHHH!!~ G… G-GIVE IT TO US, DADDY!! PLEASE!!!~”
“AAHHHH!!~” Just as the levees were about to break, Thunderlane cried out when he made the mistake of looking back down. In that instant his eyes veered between his legs, Thunderlane could only bellow out a helpless cry as he saw the wide-open mouths of both sluts right over the head of his cock. Their eyes were both peering up at the stallion in lustful wait, while their tongues hung out greedily for what was about to come. The sight proved to be far too much for Thunderlane to take, and his legs gave one last squirm before he finally unleashed. “NNNNNFFFFFFFF!!!~”
Thunderlane’s body locked up tightly as he gripped the recliner for dear life, and erupted straight into the sissies’ hungry mouths. Spike and Rumble tried to moan out elatedly the moment they saw that first heavy rope shoot out towards them; of course, the very instant their mouths became overwhelmed from the onslaught of cum that gushed out of Thunderlane’s cock, their blissful voices were promptly cut off and replaced with muffled garbles. But even as the two clenched their eyes shut to handle the onslaught of cum, their throats already convulsing to swallow whatever they could, Thunderlane continued to shoot string after string all across their faces. Thick, gooey strands of his load were lewdly connected to both of their faces, resembling a delicious-looking drizzle that matched the cum pooling in their mouths.
“MMPHHH!!” The colt and dragon instantly lunged in muzzle-first, and connected their cum-coated lips tightly to share the loads stuffed in their hungry maws. As the two held each other in rapturously hot embrace, their lips sloppily smacking against one another for their heated kiss, Rumble and Spike’s throats could be seen convulsing with thick bulges traveling down their gullets. Thunderlane was already moaning weakly as he watched the two sharing his cum in front of him; but the instant he heard their audible gulps between the muffled moans in each other’s mouths, his hips jolted out as he groaned sharply through his teeth. “MMMPH!~ Aaahhhh, FUCK!!~”
The stallion’s cock erupted one last time, the rigid shaft twitching hard while shooting a couple thick lines of cum across the top of Spike’s scales. The ropes of jizz trickled down the dragon’s shimmering purple scales, not that he seemed to mind as judged by his soft shivering. Instead, Spike had his eyes closed while sharing his deep kiss with Rumble. As their tongues continued to slather all across the inside of each other’s cum-coated mouths, the last gulps of Thunderlane’s heavy load finally went down their throats to let them breathe freely. “Mmmmmmmm…”
The two shared a deep breath of relief the moment their lips finally pried apart. Their lips were still coated in a heavy sheen of Thunderlane’s jizz, as were their tongues while they panted in post-coital exhaustion. Between the sissy sluts’ legs, a couple measly strings of cum could just barely be seen against the dark carpet they were standing on. And considering how pathetic those two “cumshots” actually were, it was no surprise that it wasn’t enough to make their nubs flaccid. Even after climaxing hard during their cum-flavored makeout session, their little cocks were still standing rigidly in need for more attention.
Meanwhile, Thunderlane clearly needed a moment to recollect himself while sprawled-out in the recliner. His hooves were tightly curled up, and his cock was already hanging semi-flaccidly following his orgasm. Fortunately, Rumble didn’t seem the least-bit concerned about his brother’s early finish; as the colt smirked sultrily through his smeared lipstick, he only needed a moment to swallow before getting up from Thunderlane’s waist. “Heh~ I bet I can change that real quick.”
Rumble was grinning as cockily as could be when he got back on all-fours, eliciting the attention of Spike with a puzzled stare. The dragon made one last glance back at the stallion, noting his dopey smile before getting back on his feet. Spike turned his attention towards Rumble, and his eyes shot wide-open he saw the colt’s new position. Rumble was now sprawled on top of the couch across from his brother, his stomach resting on the cushion while his hind-legs remained on the carpet.
“Hey, Daddy~” Rumble grinned lewdly back at his brother, and pulled down the waistband to reveal his bare backside. Spike’s jaw dropped the moment he caught sight of his friend’s supple pink pucker, which stood out prominently beneath his flagged-up tail. The tight little ring was already glistening in a thick sheen of lube, clearly planned by Rumble as a surprise for the birthday boy. Thunderlane may have been wiped-out from that first climactic session, but his muzzle went very agape the instant his eyes laid on that presented slut’s hole. Meanwhile, Rumble just licked his lips enticingly before asking, “You wanna give me a real cock to stretch around for a change?”
Thunderlane shuddered with a very pleased, but also slightly pissed stare back at his cumdump of a brother; even though he would love to give that hole a brutal pounding, his cock could only remain semi-flaccid so soon after his previous orgasm. But alas, the stallion took a deep breath as he tried to pull himself up from the recliner. Meanwhile, Spike took his friend by surprise when he went right up beside the stallion, and bent over the cushion of the couch with a smirk very similar to the colt’s. “Two can play that game, Rumble~”
Spike shot Rumble a sly grin as he winked at him, just before he pulled down the back of his black panties. Thunderlane groaned deeply in approval from behind, and licked his lips when he saw the scaled hole just beneath the dragon’s tail. The petite pink slit could just barely be seen against Spike’s pale-green scales; but thanks to the equally lubed application as the colt’s, Spike’s hole was just as glistening and in wait for some throbbing cock. “Come on, birthday boy,” purred Spike as he stared back at Thunderlane with a teasing wiggle of his thick curvaceous ass. “Mnnnghhh… W-Which one of us you wanna use first? Because I promise I’ll take every inch you have, Daddy~”
“Oh, is that how it’s gonna be?” Rumble raised a brow back at his friend with a competitive flicker in his eyes. Given how tempting Spike looked with his juicy ass jiggling with even the slightest movements, the colt wasn’t afraid to reach back and spread apart his cheeks with a heavy moan. “Aaahhhh!!~ Y-Yeah, Daddy! Wh… Which one do you want?~”
Spike and Rumble moaned out eagerly with their blushing faces turned back, while Thunderlane smirked to himself rather cockily. Due to how needy the two were looking, especially when Spike began spreading apart his cheeks too, Thunderlane hummed to himself in contemplation and tapped the bottom of his chin. And all the while, as the Wonderbolt admired the view of two cum-hungry sluts presenting themselves with their teeny cocks peeking between their legs, Thunderlane's massive stallionhood could soon be seen slowly growing back to life beneath his barrel.
“Hmmmmm…” Thunderlane’s eyes narrowed dominantly over those two tight tailholes, and his smirk grew wider while feeling his cockhead smacking his chest. “Just so you guys know, I intend to do some extensive testing to see which one of you is a better lay tonight~”
As he leaned in to give a more lustful whisper, Thunderlane made sure to grasp both of their cheeks tightly with his hooves. “And I’m not in the mood to take it easy on either of you.”
Spike and Rumble just shuddered in unison while grinning back at each other. Even with how intensely genuine the stallion made that promise, it was clear from the sluts’ faces that it was exactly what they wanted to hear. If anything, getting Thunderlane that eager to fuck was all the proof they needed that their birthday gift was a complete success.
And Rumble couldn’t wait to keep the gift going as long as he could. “Ohhh, you better not take it easy…
“Daddy~”
The End
Author's Note
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