Sky stared blankly at the unyielding door to his bedroom. After blinking several times to make sure this wasn’t one of Luna’s cruel pranks, he flattened his ears and groaned, “I can’t believe I actually fell for that.”

Thinking back, he decided that it wasn’t entirely his fault. True, he had let his smaller head do the thinking for him instead of the main one on his shoulders, but Flitter’s exceptionally cute pout and entrancing gaze had captivated him before he had a chance to resist her alluring advances.

Sighing, he stared longingly at the wood panels that prevented him from collapsing onto his blissfully soft mattress. “Well, looks like I’m taking the couch tonight.”

Sky had fallen asleep on his couch before, but being cajoled into giving up his bed was definitely a first. With another grunt of annoyance, he plopped onto the sofa and made himself as comfortable as he could be in the slightly lumpy cushions.

When his head hit the armrest, a sudden wave of fatigue crashed over the overworked muscles in his body, causing him to let out a massive yawn. Taking one last glance at his bedroom door, he closed his heavy eyelids and drifted off into the warm embrace of oblivion.

“~Ahh!”

Sky’s eyes flew open as a shout reached his ears. Perking up, he glanced around the shadowy apartment, wary of anything that might suggest an imminent attack.

Seeing nothing of interest, he glanced towards his bedroom where the noise had originated, but several seconds passed before his drowsy mind finally came to its senses.

“Oh my Celestia! They’re being attacked!”

Jumping off the couch, Sky crouched down and crept his way over to the door. Making as little noise as possible, he reached out and grabbed the closest thing he could find: A scented candle. With his makeshift weapon in hoof, he slowly edged around the doorframe and planted an ear to the wood, desperate to hear that the two sisters were safe.

What he heard next simultaneously relieved and confused him.

As he pressed his ear to the door, his senses were greeted by the sounds of heavy breathing and panting. Furrowing his eyebrows, he leaned closer and tried to pick up any signs of a struggle, but neither sister had shouted or uttered a cry for help. Just as he was about to force open the door, Flitter’s voice gave another cry that stopped him dead in his tracks.

“C-Come on, sis! Stop teasing me like this! You know it’s h-heat season right now, so just hurry up and d-do it already!”

Sky’s brain froze as his jaw dropped to the floor. Punching himself in the barrel to make sure this wasn’t a dream, he pulled away from the door and stared in disbelief at the opaque surface blocking him from witnessing the spectacle on the other side. “N-No way… There’s no way those two are actually…”

As if answering his question, Cloudchaser’s sultry tone floated through the closed door. “Oh? I thought shy Flitter didn’t want to do it on Sky’s bed. Are you going to be a naughty little filly~?”

If Sky had been shocked before, it was nothing to how he felt now. After hearing Cloud’s domineering taunt, he staggered back, tripping over his own hooves. Making his way over to the couch, he shook his head and forced his rapidly beating heart to calm back down by taking deep breaths. “Come on, don’t be so surprised. They did mention that they’ve done it together before...”

Settling back into the sofa, he wrapped himself in the camping blanket Cloud had lent him, but falling back asleep proved to be near impossible. The moment he heard Cloud’s confirmation, the familiar tingling sensation in his crotch started calling the shots. Despite his efforts, the poor stallion didn’t stand a chance against the girls’ tantalizing voices as his sheath peeled back to reveal his pride and shame.

Sky gave a grunt of annoyance at the package that was now pressed against his barrel. Shifting around to get into a more comfortable position, he winced when the soft fabric of the cover brushed against his sensitive fleshy pole. “Damn it, Cloud, now what am I supposed to do?”

Cursing the closet dominatrix for her arousing voice, he suddenly realized that she had sabotaged his male libido in more ways than one. As he fidgeted in his cocoon of warmth, a powerful scent hit his nostrils with the force of a royal carriage.

Pulling the camping blanket away, Sky sniffed around to find the source of the strange, yet alluring smell. After several seconds of tasting the air, he narrowed down the best word for the mysterious scent: overpowering.

With each intake of breath, his senses seemed to dull as the heady fragrance surrounded him and blocked out any external thoughts. Instead of trying to eliminate the source, he found himself focusing on breathing in as much of the entrancing musk as his lungs could hold. With one final rush of adrenaline, he took in another breath of the delectable scent before zeroing in on his target.

When Cloud had lent him her camping blanket, she had apparently forgotten to mention that the cover hadn’t been washed. As the buildup of weeks worth of mare-musk flooded his senses, Sky had one more epiphany that broke down any semblance of self-control he had left.

This time of year was heat season, and mares tended to give off certain pheromones when trying to attract a mate.

At this revelation, his member stiffened to the point that just existing was creating a strain in the covers. Giving up any hope of calming down naturally, he frantically whipped aside the enticing blanket and pressed his muzzle deep into its fuzzy confines.

Instantly, Sky’s senses were overtaken by the smell of a mare in heat. The breeding sections of his mind kicked into overdrive as his hips started to buck back and forth, desperate to find the fertile mare giving off the incredible scent.

As his motions became more frantic, he popped out from the delicious fabric and turned to stare at the bedroom doorway where not one, but two undeniably sexy mares were currently going at each other on his bed.

Making up his mind on the spot, he leapt off the couch again and stalked towards the only thing barring him from The Garden of Eden. With trembling hooves, he contemplated barging into the room, but managed to hold himself back after considering the sisters’ most probable reaction.

Contenting himself to just the audio portion, he leaned against the wooden frame and closed his eyes, desperate to hear anything happening inside the sacred chamber.

“AHHhhmmp! MMhhhh, HHhaaaaa!~”

The sound of Flitter’s pleasured groans caused Sky’s phallus to twitch with excitement as his hooves began to stroke the sensitive flesh. Before long, the sisters’ moans and gasps had reduced his mind to a steamy puddle, incapable of thinking about anything except breeding and sex.

A shiver passed through his spine when a particularly strong jolt of pleasure brought him even closer to his peak. Gripping his member, Sky desperately tried to hold back the imminent flood of seed, not wanting the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to end too soon.

As his angry loins slowly retreated from the height of pleasure, Cloud’s taunting sneer floated through the closed door, causing his semi-erect rod to instantly harden into diamonds.

“Do you want this, Flitter?”

“Do you want me to make you cum?”

Sky’s eyes flew open as he stared slack-jawed at the place where the two sisters were undoubtedly pleasuring each other with wild abandon. Frantically, the horny stallion grabbed Cloud’s musk-filled blanket and pressed it against his drooling muzzle. The distinctly savory smell of her heat made his dick throb with anticipation, begging to find a nice, warm tunnel to explore.

After filling his lungs with the powerful aphrodisiac, he shifted his hooves and placed the soft fabric onto his aching penis, thrusting into the heavenly sheet. Even with the added feeling of Cloud’s heat, he still needed a tiny bit more stimulation to reach his desired peak.

That final push would come in the form of Flitter’s ecstatic cry as her sister’s sensual assault finally paid off.

“AHHHHH!~ Ahhmmphh, hmmmn! Mmaahmnnn…~”

The erotic sound of Flitter’s pleasured screams was just enough to tip him over the edge. Sky clenched his eyes shut as his intense, almost painful release jettisoned several days worth of cum all over Cloud’s blanket. As his throbbing member continued to ejaculate more of his seed, his hooves clenched down hard, desperately trying to prolong the incredible sensation.

Load after load of hot, sticky goo splattered all over the incriminating bedsheet as he raised a hoof to his muzzle to stop himself from moaning out loud. Panting with exhaustion, his shaking back legs rubbed against the cover’s fuzzy material, causing the warm sludge to drag across his hypersensitive glands.

“Oh, f-fuckkk…”

When the last few drops of semen dribbled down his twitching shaft, Sky pulled the cum-soaked rag off his dick, wincing as the sticky substance stuck to his sensitive head. Leaning against the bedroom door, he heard one last pleasured groan from Cloud before the two sisters went silent, evidently finished with their impromptu performance.

Sighing, he glanced down at Cloud’s white-stained sheets with a mix of satisfaction and disappointment. As a particularly large glob slid down the furry fabric, his receding hormones cemented the growing feelings of shame brewing in his guilty conscience.

“Damn it…”

Reaching towards the ruined blanket, he folded the corners together and lifted it up until all the evidence pooled together into one large puddle. Basking in the afterglow of his orgasm, he was struck by the sudden urge to lick up the sexual fluids until the cover was wiped clean of his shameful release.

Breathing in the heady mixture of his own seed and Cloud’s powerful musk, he felt his neck start to lean in towards a splotch of cum, tongue extended to taste the irresistible concoction of mare and stallion.

Before he could give in to his instinctual desire, a sudden rush of cold air snapped him out of his entranced stupor. Widening his eyes at the warm goo less than an inch away from his muzzle, Sky whipped his head back and pushed the drenched cover away in disgust.

“Nuh uh… No way I’m doing that!”

Still reeling from his draining release, he stood up on shaky legs and stumbled towards the washing machine. Not wanting to awaken the sleeping sisters in the next room, he buried the blanket under a pile of dirty clothes and reminded himself to start another cycle.

With the warm, sticky evidence taken care of, Sky fluttered his wings and drearily plopped down onto the couch, reveling in the cushions’ newfound comfort. Rolling to his side, he scrunched his muzzle and groaned as a faint whiff of Cloud’s heat scent wafted off his coat.

“Celestia damn it, Cloud."

Author's Note

A/N: Oh, God… What have I done? I hope you enjoyed this evidence of why I should never go into the porn industry.

As always, leave a comment if you have any recommendations for the next chapter.

Thanks for reading!