Of Mango-Filled Eclairs (and Cream-Filled Bats)
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Of Mango-Filled Eclairs (and Cream-Filled Bats)
Author's Note
My first foray into M/M, hope it doesn't disappoint~ :3
HUGE thanks to BlackDawn for being so understanding with the long wait time for this one, and for being my first ~~guinea pig~~ commissioner ever! I'm framing this story up on my wall like a small-business framing their first dollar! (Okay, not really...but the thought is still funny. 
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Contains: M/M, size difference, D/s, deepthroating, asphixiation, thighsqueezing, facesitting, ass-eating, and last but certainly not least - good ol' ponystyle!
As always, swim fast n' eat ass!
~RD
Of Mango-Filled Eclairs (and Cream-Filled Bats)
The dizzying maze of buildings and lights that was downtown Manehattan towered imperiously over its surroundings, the twinkle of artificial lights visible for as far as pony eyes could see in every direction. It was something that Dark Sunrise, a formerly-nocturnal bat-pony, still had trouble adjusting to after moving to the bustling metropolis with his husband. The black-and-white batpony shifted his emeraldine gaze down and stared blankly at the throng of ponies trotting about, dozens of stories below him.
He had little trouble imagining the overwhelming din of sounds that assaulted his sensitive bat-pony ears on a daily basis from his life as a Day Guard. The clatter of taxi-carriages, the shouts and hollers of ornery Matehattanites, and the dizzying inane chatter of passersby that overlaid it all. Dark thanked his lucky stars that sheer distance, combined with the building’s inherent soundproofing qualities, prevented him from hearing any more of it. He wasn’t sure if he could handle any more Manehattanites today...except for one Manehattanite in particular, of course.
The very same Manehattanite that Dark was thinking of stumbled his way through the entry door moments after the bat-pony finished his thought. The other pony, a turquoise pegasus stallion with a yellowish-gold mane, tail, and eyes, and covered with patches of dry flour, huffed in exhaustion as he dragged himself over to the couch and flopped belly-down onto it. A cloud of flour rose up above him as he did so, the impact disturbing some of the stark white patches on his coat and settling on the surrounding furniture. Dark failed to withhold a wince at the thought of having to clean up such a pervasive mess.
“Rough day?” Dark asked, eyebrows knitting in concern as he moved away from the window to stare worriedly at his exhausted husband.
“Ugh, you don’t know the half of it, bato!” Golden huffed in exasperation, throwing his hooves towards the ceiling as he grumbled to himself. “You wouldn’t believe the number of prissy city-slickers I had to deal with! You can only redecorate a cake so many times, for Celestia’s sake! It’s like they think I’m some kind of pastry wizard...”
“Mmh, but you’re my big, sexy pastry wizard~” Dark purred, nipping Golden playfully on one of his upraised ears, which flinched away from his attention.
An amused chuckle rumbled from Golden’s muzzle in response, along with a raised eyebrow. “Oh really? Let’s not forget who owns who here, ya dork.” The pegasus purred, running one of his forehooves through Dark’s chest floof.
The bat-stallion let out a playful titter in response. “Mmh, I think I may need some reminding…” Dark purred, eyelids lowering salaciously.
Without warning, Golden reached up with the same forehoof he’d been fondling Dark’s floof with and gripped around the bat’s neck, just above his black choker and right where a white collar-and-ballgag tattoo proudly adorned his fur. His domineering push pressed their muzzles together forcefully, and Dark, unable (and unwilling) to try to sneak out of his dom’s steel-trap grip, closed his eyes and moaned deeply at the feeling of Golden’s thick, broad tongue worming its way into his maw.
The baker’s mouth always tasted of a tantalizing, heady cocktail of petrichor and musk, and after a long day at his job, the dense and mealy taste of raw flour also often found itself mixed in. It was Dark’s favorite flavor combination in all of Equestria - even more than the taste of his favorite tropical fruit!
Golden mrred teasingly into Dark’s maw as he ran his tongue across the other stallion’s cute little fangs, making his white-membraned bat-wings flutter adorably on his sides. He may have upheld the realm’s laws on the Manehattan populace by day, but by night, Dark Eclipse was just Golden Wing’s twinky bat-bitch for the pegasus to do whatever he wanted with.
Breaking apart from their heady embrace, the two stallions panted as they stared deeply into each other’s eyes with an intense, mutual desire. “Mmh, where do you want me, Golden~? Are we taking this to the bedroom, or are you gonna take me right here on the living room floor like I’m your stallion-toy whore?” Dark purred, licking Golden’s intoxicating taste off of his own fangs as he took a step back to give his husband some room to breathe.
“A little from column A, a little from column B…” Golden responded, shifting into an awkward biped-esque reclining position on the couch. His long, muscular hindlegs splayed across the floor in front of the couch, as the beginnings of a burgeoning pale-pink erection began to peek out from his now prominently-displayed dark-turquoise sheath. A wave of stallion-musk blasted its way into Dark’s nostrils the moment that Golden changed to such an obscene position, and the bat-stallion found himself salivating hungrily as his vision latched onto the intoxicating and intimidating sight of his husband’s swelling, hoof-thick sheath and veiny, orange-sized nuts. Dark felt himself flop out of his own jet-black sheath from the sight; at odds with his submissiveness, his own cock was a pale-pink hole-wrecking monster when considering the rest of his body size, comparable to his husband’s despite the other stallion being a good bit larger than him overall. Dark’s fat nuts were equally impressive: a pair of veiny, churning cum-factories that existed in a near-perpetual state of swollen-ness, Dark’s job as a guard preventing him from getting relief during the day...and his subbiness preventing him from getting relief at night, unless Golden let him get it.
“Mmmh...Dark, be a good colt and come get your dinner…” Golden purred, thrusting his hips upwards from his reclined position in a way that made his prick bobble in the air enticingly.
Not needing any further prompting or encouragement, Dark obediently shifted his full attention to Golden’s worn-looking hindhooves, looking dried-out and flour-caked from a long day of baking. Nosing his muzzle into the plush, squishy frog of one of Golden’s hooves, Dark began worshipping it - kissing, licking, suckling, and nuzzling the sensitive flesh in a way that sent ticklish butterflies of arousal swimming through Golden’s stomach. Dark’s other hoof massaged its way up and down Golden’s unattended hindleg, coming teasingly close to brushing Golden’s fat balls before shifting back down towards his achingly sore pastern. The curious invisi-grip that Equestrians were capable of allowed Dark to have far more success with massaging than one would expect - tingles of pleasure shot from the tips of Golden’s hindhooves to the top of his head, making him shudder as he groaned from the feeling of sublime relaxation that his sub’s massage afforded to him.
“That’s not what I meant, you shameless hoof-slut...get up here and choke yourself on my cock until I fill that tight throat of yours, bato! I’m not in the mood for teasing and massaging...I need some proper relief.” Golden commanded imperiously, causing Dark’s ears to flatten in apologetic sadness.
“S-s-sorry, G-gold - I mean, Master…” Dark stuttered, ceasing his ministrations on his dom’s hindhooves and allowing them to land back on the floor with a slight clop of impact. Nosing his muzzle between Golden’s hindlegs, the bat-pony wasted no time in thoroughly burying his nose into his husband’s pulsing, weighty nutsack, the skin taut and smooth as the flesh beneath swelled with the promise of a fantastically large, not to mention ultimately satisfying, release. A wave of musk relentlessly and unapologetically blasted its way into Dark’s olfactory lobe, washing away all other thoughts as his focus narrowed to the pegasus’s burgeoning equipment.
“I hope you aren’t too attached to that pretty little collar of yours, my pet...because I’m feelin’ pent up tonight. You wouldn’t believe how aggravated those bull-headed Manehattanites can get over something as basic as a fuckin’ scone!”
Dark ‘mm-hmm’ed absentmindedly, too caught up in his current position to pay much attention to Golden’s venting monologue. The next thing out of Golden’s mouth did catch his ear, though, and made him moan and shudder wantonly. “Speakin’ of pastries, I think it’s about time I filled that tight little mouth-pussy of yours like an eclair…”
Dark drew his attention away from Golden’s balls to begin lavishing the base of that thick cock with his saliva, the flesh tensing, pulsing, and throbbing beneath his tongue as the sweaty, unwashed, delightfully scented member dominated his thoughts just as much as it dominated his vision. Exhaling deep, heaving breaths onto the surface of Golden’s horsecock, Dark shifted further and further up, bringing his forehooves up to help aim that dense, unwieldy, domineering member - though a quick motion from Golden halted their progress. “Ah, ah, ah...good sluts don’t need to use their hooves to please their stallion. Isn’t that right?” The baker teased, now lightly bucking his hips upward with impatience.
Dark nodded frantically, not wanting to anger his master, as he continued his trek towards the mighty crown of Golden’s fat cock - but not before passing the frightening speed-bump that was his medial ring, the hole-straining locking mechanism that helped ensure his thick loads would stay within whatever they were emptied into...which was, of course, typically Dark himself. Not that the bat would ever complain about such an arrangement…
The soda-can-diameter flare of Golden’s cock loomed large in Dark’s slitted eyes, but the bat couldn’t dwell on its magnificence for long - he had a well-hung hunk of a stallion to give himself to. With little fanfare, a contented groan from the pegasus’s lips, and a wet pop, the throbbing flared head entered its favorite home for the first - but assuredly not last - time of the night.
A lesser pony might choke and gag at the feeling of a huge, flared, throbbing, flour-dusted horsecock popping its way into their maw, but not Dark - he was more than used to his master’s imperious fuckstick demanding entrance into his holes. Despite past experience, though, Dark found himself caught off guard by just how aggressive Golden was being so far - a thought that was immediately followed up by Golden thrusting his cock halfway down Dark’s throat with a single neck-bulging, eye-watering, brain-fizzling shove. A mix of Dark’s spit and Golden’s thick, milky pre gushed from Dark’s lips around the intruding member, coming down in streams that stained and matted Dark’s neck and chest fur, starkly contrasting with its velveteen blackness.
“Mmmh, that’s right...choke on my fat dick, you little bitch! Nnh!” Golden grunted, crossing his legs behind Dark’s head. His powerful quads pressed in against the bat-pony’s temples, forming a wonderful, suffocating, all-consuming pressure that made Dark’s own cock throb intensely, spurting a gout of thick preseed onto the side of the sofa and the carpet below him. The idea of giving himself so completely to his master, of the other stallion’s thighs crushing his head like a grape in their suffocating rock-steady grasp while his throat was used like an onahole, was utterly intoxicating. Just the very thought of becoming Golden’s debased cum-dump was almost enough to send Dark careening over the edge into the all-consuming ecstasy of a hooves-free orgasm. The subby bat moaned wantonly around the horsecock dominating his throat, even as his vision darkened and his mind grew hazy from his airway being stuffed relentlessly with his husband’s thick, throbbing,flared fuckstick.
Dark’s hips bucked into nothing as his balls throbbed and pulsed with the rush of a rapidly approaching and undoubtedly intense orgasm, the ecstasy brought on by so thoroughly debasing himself for the other stallion’s pleasure bringing him to the edge of a submission-induced climax. The dorsal vein of his cock ground against the slightly-rough fabric of the side of the couch with every thrust, bringing his soda-can-diameter flare to its full, throbbing extent in moments as the overstimulation caused his pleasure to spike even higher - climax was inevitable now.
Golden swore vehemently and bit his own lip hard enough to draw blood as he felt - as much as heard - Dark’s stuttering, cock-milking groans of pleasure rippling through the bat’s vocal cords and across Golden’s intruding hole-wrecker, the pegasus’s wings flaring to full hardness as he used both forehooves to press Dark’s greedy muzzle even more insistently into his crotch.
The bat’s pupils shifted from slits to heart-shapes moments before rolling into the back of his head, his spine contracting into an arch as every nerve in his body fired as one. A shrill, sustained, nearly-inaudible shriek, characteristic to Dark’s race, accompanied the first audibly large gout of seed that fountained from his flared cockhead before spattering the side of the couch, staining it a bright off-white as the cloying, virile musk of stallion-spunk engulfed the surrounding area in mere moments.
“I love watching your blow that huge, thick load of yours everywhere, bato! It gets me so fuckin’ hot!” Golden growled throatily, continuing to hump insistently into Dark’s tight, hot muzzle as the delirious bat, incapable of coherent thoughts or actions for the moment, just sat there and took what the baker was giving him. “I hope you’re ready for your dinner, cockslut, cuz it’s about to be served!” He emphasized the end of his sentence with a final titanic thrust, pressing his crotch as harshly against Dark’s muzzle as he possibly could, those dark lips stretched taut around his hoof-thick base as it started to bulge ominously. “Nnnuuuuh...ohfuck...oh shit...” Golden grunted, his entire body starting to tingle as his cock felt like it was about to explode. His movements had reduced to small, grinding humps once his orgasm began, though his forehooves and thighs still held the bat in a firm, unyielding lock. No two ways about it - his batter was going in Dark’s oven whether the bat wanted it to or not!
“Mmhhhtakeit...all!” Golden finished with a loud grunt and an aggressive whinny of dominance, the bulge travelling up the length of his cock finally reaching his widening urethra, stretched to a pencil-sized interior diameter. The first titanic spurt left his throbbing, flared tip in a cascading flood, that fat stallioncock well and truly claiming its domain as Golden continued to shudder and nicker, his hips thrusting in irregular, instinctual movements that sent Dark suffocatingly-deep into Golden’s crotch, his fifth-leg monster bucking and twitching as it continued to splatter its thick payload into Dark’s stomach.
Golden’s crown flexed and strained as it reached the tightly-collared midpoint of Dark’s throat, the material creaking and groaning threateningly as the baker’s baguette demanded entrance past the barrier, still continuing to hose down the bat’s insides with his seed.
“Mmh...that’s a good bitch...gonna plow that cute little collar of yours right offa you…” Golden growled, winding back his hips for one last hurrah.
It took little effort for Golden’s next imperious thrust to annihilate the accessory, coming apart at the front with a loud snap as the pegasus’s taut sack smacked meatily into Dark’s chin, though it was mostly muffled by the all-consuming grip of Golden’s thighs around his head. Golden groaned deeply in satisfaction as the sudden loss of pressure and constriction at his cockhead caused his final spurt to become a firehose of a finale, a few pulses’ worth of his seed blasting its way right into Dark’s stomach even as some of it backwashed around his lips and out through his nostrils. The bat’s belly held a good-sized paunch from his master’s extravagantly overproductive balls, which still hung weightily and pulsed with renewed vigor from the tailwind of their first release. Dark adored Golden’s body, from his head to his hooves, but nothing held his attention quite as commandingly as the draftstallion-grade pillar between the pegasus’s hindlegs and the impossibly virile pair of weighty nuts that accompanied it.
“Mmh, such an obedient little whore...and so eager to be used, too~”
Golden’s fat nuts throbbed and bounced in their sack as his spit- and cum-slickened cock bobbed enticingly beneath him, providing a lewd pendulum for Dark’s eyes to follow as the baker led him to their bedroom, like a bat following a mango-on-a-stick.
Dark leapt up and landed on the bed with a floomf, the cloud-mattress and its sheets compressing soundlessly beneath his weight before springing back up moments later. “What’re we gonna do on the bed, Master~?” He purred, finishing his sentence with a little snicker as the gratuitous reference made Golden roll his eyes and huff.
“Those Neighponese comics you’ve been reading might’ve given us some awesome ideas for the bedroom, but damn if they haven’t made you insufferable…” Golden grumbled, trotting up to Dark as the bat-stallion sat obediently on the bed and awaited his next command - which Golden gave without preamble. “Lay back, slut. We both know that smarmy mouth of yours has other uses besides sucking.” He growled, shoving Dark’s chest and making him flop onto his back with a giggle.
“You know it, Ma-mmpff!” Dark’s teasing rebuke was cut short as Golden planted his posterior on Dark’s muzzle, pressing his puffy ponut squarely against the bat’s eager maw.
“Mmh, that’s it, get in there nice and deep…” Golden purred, shuddering whenever a muffled moan from Dark’s throat sent titillating vibrations echoing through Golden’s prostate, as a steady stream of pre oozed from his cockslit. The pegasus shuddered and groaned as he humped downwards into his devoted pet’s ministrations, his flare already beginning to widen as Dark’s impressive submissive talents made themselves known, in force. “Mmmfffuuuck…” Golden groaned, sending a sympathetic shudder of pleasure through Dark’s body as his master made him very aware of just how much his efforts were appreciated.
For all his dominance, Golden couldn’t bring himself to resist the pleasure his pet was affording him for much longer, and so with a long, low groan, he released.
Thick gouts of seed fountained upwards with impressive force, arcing into the air before landing with muffled splatters against Dark’s own throbbing tool and upon the surrounding bed sheets. His swollen, churning cum-factories firmed, clenched, and pulsed against Dark’s chin, their tantalizing weight undulating in a way that sent shudders down the sub’s spine and made his membranous wings twitch and flutter against the sheets.
Golden moaned and twitched aimlessly as he continued to hump his geysering, shuddering bulk atop Dark’s muzzle as the bat, with a shrill shriek that was clearly audible despite his entrenched position, erupted all over himself in a sympathetic, hooves-free orgasm. Bolts of pleasure slammed into Golden’s brain like lightning bolts as he huffed and whimpered from ecstasy, his flanks moulding themselves around the bat-stallion’s head - blocking out Dark's hearing and sight with their thickness as the bat tongued insistently and obediently at his prostate, even while in the throes of his own riotous cumshot.
The baker’s greatest pleasure spot was attacked with merciless vigor by the subby bat, pressing insistently at his deepest root even as Dark’s vision blurred and lungs burned from the suffocation. Their eruptions crescendoed as one, with the assault on Golden’s sensitive interior and Dark’s ass-phyxiation providing a renewed source of fuel for their lustful fires. A few final, intense bursts of seed burst from the two stallions’ throbbing tools in unison, utterly coating Dark’s belly, hindlegs, and cock in their mixed releases and thoroughly marking the bat with his master’s essence just as much as his own.
Their intense embrace stilled just as suddenly as it began, the two of them huffing with exertion as Golden lifted himself off of Dark’s face on unsteady legs, his usual strength reduced to jelly in the face of all-consuming pleasure.
With a slight grunt, Golden flopped himself down onto the bed beside Dark, both of them now laying belly-up aside one another - although another part of Golden was still, shockingly, doing anything but laying down. His cum-slickened, angrily-throbbing, thickly-flared horsecock continued to announce its presence and demand appeasement, which Dark - despite his current state of post-asphyxiation exhaustion - was more than eager to provide.
Golden’s pleasured haze of afterglow was abruptly interrupted by the feeling of his cock plunging deep into Dark’s tight, clenching throat, drawing a loud moan from his lips as his still-sensitive, iron-hard, cum-slickened rod mercilessly invaded Dark’s esophagus by the bat’s own urging.
And then Dark started swallowing.
His throat muscles undulated against Golden’s sensitive underside, milking the baker without mercy as the bat began to slowly lift his maw back off of Golden’s dick - with the dommy pega’s forelimbs, still jellied by post-orgasmic weakness, unable to stop him from doing so.
With a sucking pop, Golden’s flare freed itself from Dark’s lips, the imposing pinnacle bobbling upwards as it twitched and throbbed with need, having traded its coating of thick, warm spunk for a dense layer of Dark’s sticky saliva.
Dark quickly rolled onto his belly mere moments after releasing Golden's tool, and whimpered with need as he lifted his rear end to the sky and shook it imploringly. “C’mon, Master...I neeeed it…” He whined desperately, giving Golden an irresistible puppy-dog gaze.
Golden snorted and nickered with dominance as he sprung to his hooves, his instincts fully taking control as he mounted the other stallion in a flash - his greater size allowing him to cover the bat effortlessly.
The baker shuddered and let out a muttered curse as his thick medial ring popped into Dark’s ponut effortlessly, the subby bat more than accustomed to the demands of Golden’s desires. Dark let out a shuddering, wanton moan as the pegasus plunged into him, wiggling slightly to give his Master a bit of extra pleasure. The insistent pressure at the bat’s backdoor increased as Golden’s cock continued to thicken to a terrifying degree the further it invaded his steamy depths. The pega's sheath inched closer and closer, his fat sack beginning to press into Dark’s own as those potent cum-factories ground against each other, burgeoning with untold amounts of potent seed.
The baker whinnied imperiously as he began thrusting in earnest, lambasting Dark's tautly-stretched plot with an unending series of deep, hoof-clenching, eye-rolling humps, reminding the bat once and for all who his Master really was. Their lewd symphony was deliciously familiar music to Golden's ears, the bat's huffing, whimpering, squeaking, and moaning forming a salacious backdrop to the loud schlorp of his medial ring forcing its way into Dark's deliciously tight ass, the heavy plap of fur-on-fur whenever his balls slammed against Dark's, and the muted clap of Dark's flanks rippling against his barrel with each sheath-deep thrust.
"Celestia damn, you're always so fuckin' tight!" Golden growled through clenched teeth, although the lack of response from Dark indicated that the bat was truly lost to pleasure - drooling stupidly into the bedsheets while his heart-shaped eyes rolled in their sockets. "Mmh, that's right, just keep that ass up and take it all like the good little bitch you are~!"
A particularly sharp thrust from the baker's hips drove a squeal past Dark's lips even as the feeling of immense fullness drove the air from his lungs, his thoroughly-dominated prostate clenching and throbbing as a second geyser of thick cum was practically forced out of him, splattering messily against the bedsheets as his hindlegs shivered and twitched in their upright position.
"Mmh, fuck, here it comes..." Golden groaned, pressing his forehooves more insistently into Dark's back and holding him steady against the bed as he railed the everloving fuck out of the submissive pone.
Hot on the heels of Dark's second climax was the arrival of Golden's own - his sack churning and tightening as pinpricks of white-hot fire began to dance through his nerves. Golden's teeth clenched tightly on Dark's ear as he wrapped his forehooves around his sub's barrel and lost all sense of pace and control to his thrusts, sliding his hoof-thick battering-ram of a flare deep into the subby bat's depths, before finally hilting himself as far as he could go within the bat's depths and disgorging his immense load. From the rear, someone could've observed Golden's weighty nuts utterly eclipsing the smaller stallion's own impressive, but hopelessly outmatched, equipment, the heady splurts of the pegasus's load echoing clearly through the room as the pair's symphony of moans and groans provided an equally lewd backdrop.
Dark's belly began to paunch as Golden released the full remainder of his daily stresses into the bat's depths; a spine-tingling warmth that reduced whatever was left of his senses to putty as the soft fur of his expanding belly began to tease its way along the topside of his throbbing, bouncing, cum-coated horsecock.
"Fffucking...oooh..." Golden moaned mindlessly, any semblance of mental control falling to pieces as his next titanic spurt caused a steaming, frothing geyser of his seed to splatter back out from Dark's overstuffed depths, having finally reached their capacity. The odd feeling of negative pressure around Golden's deeply-rooted prick caused his next and final spurt to have a little extra force and volume, which he accentuated with a grunt of exertion and a brief hump against Dark's plot.
"That's a good bato...nice and full..." Golden purred in Dark's ear, making the fluff-tipped appendage twitch as a full-body shudder of submissive pleasure rippled through him, making him far too incoherent to notice the devious grin that spread across Golden's muzzle. "Now cum for me, you fucking slut!"" The pegasus accentuated his demand with one final, post-orgasmic, grinding thrust into Dark's ass, making his flanks ripple from the force...and causing him to utterly lose his mind.
Dark's vision went white as he let out a shriek of pleasure potent enough to make their apartment's picture windows rattle from the frequency, his flare widening to an impressive diameter between his cum-stuffed belly and the tantalizingly soft sheets as the bat was forced into what would surely be his final orgasm of the night. With his eyes rolled into the back of his head, his every muscle went on carnal autopilot - from the tight, rippling depths wringing every last drop from Golden's nuts, to his reddened and cum-glazed hips mindlessly grinding his geysering dick between the two devilishly soft surfaces it was trapped between.
Nowhere near the energy or volume of his previous releases, it was clear that Dark was down for the count as his hips stilled and his body slackened like a wet noodle, huffing out breaths of exertion as he quickly drifted off into a state of blissful, post-coital unconsciousness. His master had scarcely fared better, using the last of his strength to pull himself free of Dark, despite the bat's sleepy whimpers of protest, and flop down onto the bed beside him.
"Mmh...g'night, bato..." Golden mumbled out, the last whispers of his hazy consciousness slipping away from him as he joined his mate in Luna's domain.
