My Dirty lil' Present

by Autumnblazelover61

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Porn, Cheese Sandwich, Lil' Cheese, Pinkie Pie, Sex
Length: 4594

Lil' Cheese wants a new party cannon for Hearths Warming, but he needs to endure an awkward family tradition first.

Hearths Warming Eve is around the corner in Ponyville, and nothing excites Lil' Cheese’s mind more than the brand new party cannon that's for sale at the toy store. Unfortunately, his two party pony parents are deciding not to give him anything this year unless he upholds yet another odd family tradition- and it just involves the three of them and a brightly decorated tree.

Oh, and maybe a spandex leather outfit or too...

Warnings: Incest, foalcon, ball gags and spanking, underage ejaculation, and Weird Al.

Cover art by cutecharm

Published 2020-11-24 04:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2020-11-24 04:10:00 UTC

Under the Hearths Warming Tree

Author's Note

This story is a sequel to "A Pet For Lil' Cheese". You don’t really need to read it first to enjoy this story.

Under the Hearths Warming Tree

"Wooow! Wouldn’t it be awesome to actually HAVE one of those, all to yourself?" Lil' Cheese gushed, his large green eyes practically bulging with excitement as he stared into the well-lit store window and pressed his snow-coated hooves against it. Snow was softly falling down from the sky onto the busy street around the colt. Even through the glass, opaque with mounds of heavy white snow and frost, the mix of festive, bright red and green lights allowed for perfect vision at the astonishing, sparkling foal's toys on the other side.

Among a vast array of racing cars, buckball player figurines, and the new Neighstation 5, the most captivating sight of all to the small colt was the foal-sized red and orange cannon placed in the middle. Resting on orange wheels, red hot flames complimented it’s sides and it wore a mean expression around it’s gaping confetti hole like a daredevil. Lil' Cheese gazed at it for a moment more before bouncing on the snow-covered path with thrill. "Ooh man, I can’t wait! My parents will TOTALLY get that for me this year! It would be the perfect Hearths Warming present!"

The purple, orange-haired colt standing next to him half-smiled and shook his head. "Dude, come on. That thing costs, like, over a hundred BITS! Aunt Applejack says that that’s more than Sweet Apple Acres makes in a whole entire year. There’s no way your parents could ever afford that!"

Lil' Cheese rolled his eyes. "Pfft, my parents job is a lot more than just picking apples, Lil' Mac. And besides, everypony knows that I’ve been a good colt all year long. I helped Mom and Dad out with their parties, I've been taking good care of Gummy and Mr. Sprinkles, and I haven’t set fire to the house once in the past two months! And I’m pretty sure that YOU haven’t been that good lately!"

"Ugh, you stay up late and fall asleep in the pig's trough one time, and nopony lets you forget it!" Lil' Mac sighed. "Anyways, doesn’t your family act super weird around the holidays or something? I remember Aunt Applejack telling Mom that she once walked in on your Mom making out with your Aunt Limestone."

"Eh, it’s nothing." Lil' Cheese said with a wave of his hoof. "Besides, when I do it, at least they got me whatever I want for Hearths Warming!" He did his best to ignore Lil' Mac's horrified expression and checked his watch. "Hey, it’s getting pretty late. Shouldn’t you be getting back?"

Lil' Mac's eyes widened. "Oh horseapples, I have to get back home right away! Your aunts and grandparents are coming to the farm for Hearths Warming Eve! I have to help them push Holder's Boulder up the road to the barn!" He took off at once, dashing past the busy marketplace ponies through the ice-slicked streets with hardy a goodbye. Lil' Cheese just shrugged and headed off in the direction of home, wondering what sort of wonderful surprise his parents had planned for him that night.

"Hey hey! Welcome home, sport!" Cheese Sandwich's energetic voice called out from the family’s kitchen as Lil' Cheese trotted into Sugarcube Corner. "How did your holiday shopping for the family go? Did you get everything you were looking for!"

"I sure did, Dad!" Lil' Cheese responded as he carefully set down his saddlebag, filled to the brim with the gifts he bought. "I got something for you and Mom, and all of her friends, and Gummy, and Mr. Sprinkles, and Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake!" He smiled and arched an eyebrow. "Did YOU get all your Hearths Warming shopping done for the family? It’s only a few weeks away, you know!"

Cheese chuckled and waved his yellow hoof from the doorway before emerging. "Well of course I did! I just bought everything on eBay, like I always do!" He left the kitchen and stepped into the light of the hallway, and Lil' Cheese nearly toppled over at the sight of his father.

Instead of his regular yellow Hawaiian shirt, Cheese Sandwich was now dressed up in what appeared to be a homemade dominatrix outfit, fit for a fully-grown pony like him. The tight, slim leather straps wrapped themselves around him and exposed most of the parts of his muscular yellow body. His usual curly brown hair was now spit-slick and brushed back down his head. He also wore zipped up leather padding over all four of his hooves. His nipples popped out on either sides of the strap going down the middle and he appeared to have expertly pierced them. "Happy Hearths Warming Eve!" Cheese exclaimed with a wide grin, pulling off a seductive pose. "Well? How do you like it?"

At a complete loss for words, Lil' Cheese simply took a step back and examined his pater. "W-wow, Dad. Nice, uh..." He spoke, coming off as slightly confused. He trotted over and poked one of his father’s nipple piercings, and it made a slight ringing sound. "Wow. A nipple ring that doubles as a musical triangle. You really outdid it with your monkey suit year, Dad!"

Cheese beamed and wrapped a warm but gentle hoof around his son's shoulder, planting a big wet kiss on his cheek. "Ha ha, thanks, Cheese! But I decided not to go with the bacon-flavoured leather straps this year!" He shuddered. "That was the year we discovered Mr. Sprinkles was also part dog..."

Smirking frantically, Lil' Cheese looked down and tapped his hooves together. "So, um, Dad. Just before you get started with, um..." he briefly looked back up at his father in his almost-naked glory. "...whatever it you and Mom are about to do, I was just trotting past the toy store with Lil' Mac today, and we saw the coolest..."

"A limited edition red and orange party cannon with hot rod flames and a cool daredevil expression?" Cheese answered. He laughed and patted his surprised-looking son on the back, slightly groping the area near his butt. "Come on now, did you really think that your mother and I wouldn’t notice? She knew right away that it was new and that you would want it!" He winked and started leading Lil' Cheese in the direction of their living room. "Well, I guess we can discuss your little present after. But first, it’s Hearths Warming at Ground Zero, and you know what that means."

Lil' Cheese groaned as the two trotted into the darkened living room. "Dad, please. Do we really have to do this TONIGHT? I had a long day of shopping, and I’m really tired and I don’t want to do-"

"Come on, Cheesie." His father poked him on the nose, repeating the same cursed nickname that he’d had since he was just a foal. "You promised us this year that you’d participate with us, and of COURSE

"Yeah, well, I am SO not wearing one of those weird suits." Lil' Cheese grumbled. In the corner of the room sat the tall, green, and not to mention bright Hearths Warming Eve tree. It’s fitting yellow and pink lights lit up the better part of the room nicely. Beneath the tree, of course, were the presents, in all kinds of shapes and sizes, with brightly coloured wrapping paper, and Cheese’s own aluminum foil.

In the middle of the ocean of presents sat one hunched over, busty, and very Pinkie Pie-sized present, which didn’t need any sort of wrapping. She wore a very similar outfit to her husband's, the soft black straps barely covering the slim, sleek curves of her pink body. She laid on her knees on the ground, facing the sparkling tree. Neither of her hooves were gloved like Cheese Sandwich’s were, but front hooves tied up behind her back, presenting herself fully to her father and son. She looked back at them with a joyful smile, spitting out the large, red ball gag planted in her mouth. "Well? Can he see me okay?"

Cheese laughed and rolled his eyes. "Yes, Pinkie Pie. Of course he can!" He whacked his son on the back and gestured to the display. "Well, son. What do you think?" He asked. The small colts eyes darted between the Hearths Warming tree and his incredibly sexy mom. "I... I guess I just don’t know what I like more." He said, eventually darting over to the wondrous colourful boxes. "But probably the presents! Did you guys really get the party cannon I wanted yet?" He started to unwrap something that looked like a small cannon. "Did you make sure to install it with all your old confetti, because I really want to pick up right where you-"

Pinkie Pie frowned and bounced over onto the side to face her son, the drool-covered ball gag around her neck thumping against her chest. "No no NO, Lil' Cheese! That isn’t the right answer!" She slid back around and tried to turn her rear end towards him, as best as she could in her slightly uncomfortable position, and jiggled her full, thick pink ass at him, her cheeks just barely separated by the strap running over them. "THIS is the only present you should really be asking for tonight!"

Lil' Cheese made a disgusted face. "Uh, no thanks, Mom, I just- oh!" He paused as he felt the warm sensation of Cheese Sandwich’s tongue moving just beneath his belly. His father’s scratchy tongue slowly licked up and down the length of his yellow dick, running over his shaft to harden it up to full mast. "Come on, son. Listen to your mother and go enjoy your present." He coaxed his son as his tongue left his penis. "We don’t buy these itchy monkey suits year after year for nothing, you know!"

"Besides," Pinkie Pie said slyly, nearly shivering as she saw her son's fully erect member from where she laid her head on the floor. "If you do this for Mommy, she just might consider purchasing that special party cannon for you, hmm?"

That made the little colt finally snap to attention, which definitely showed on his body. "Fine." Lil' Cheese sighed, shifting his legs to hold back his embarrassing erection. "I’ll do it for the cannon." He trotted over to his bounded mother, who had somehow managed to place the gag back into her mouth and was back in her original position. He hesitated for a bit before placing his tender hoof on her bulging pink ass cheek. As he slowly rubbed his hooves over his mother’s butt, he felt the rest of her body squirm and budge beneath his touch. He smiled. "Yeah. You like that, don’t you?"

Pinkie gave a low but excited squeal as she drooled ravenously beneath her ball gag, like a roasted pig with an apple in it’s mouth, yet she could do literally nothing to him with her hooves tied back. Her mouth leaked with excitement as her son violated her, and her pussy seemed to share the pleasure as she began leaking cum all over Lil' Cheese’s chest. He recoiled a bit at the cold feeling but quickly grew used to it. His pointed cock began lightly brushing itself up against the strap between her curvy cheeks.

Cheese Sandwich watched the show from behind, slowly stroking a leather-coated hoof against his erect dick as he felt all the blood rushing to his stallionhood. The sight of his son caressing his own wife was always just enough to make him hard. His penis emerged from the tight strap keeping it pressed down, and he decided that it was his turn to heighten the experience. He approached Lil' Cheese and gently pushed him aside, standing up on his hind legs for better leverage.

"Not too bad, son. But now let Daddy show you how it’s REALLY done." He said, maneuvering himself behind his wife. He grinned, placing his hoof on a nearby wrapped present to steady himself and pushing the butt strap away with his hoof. He noticed his son's disappointed expression and nudged him. "But hey, if you really DO want that cannon, you could always play with your father while he works!" He said cheerfully.

"Alright, Daddy!" Lil' Cheese grinned and nodded vigorously. He got down on his knees and crawled much closer to his father. Cheese Sandwich grunted and pattered his hooves sharply on Pinkie Pie’s haunches, slapping his wife's flanks directly on the balloons. She made a muffled, unearthly screech in return that was lost underneath her gag. She arched her back and pushed out her hot pink butt, the thin, curvy lines of her ass twisting around as her skin met Cheese’s wet dribbling cock. He wriggled his dick around, dragging it down towards the fragile lips of her pussy.

Laying on his knees just below the loving couple, Lil' Cheese immediately took to work. He stuck out his tongue and, very carefully, licked it against the hairy surface of one of his father’s balls. Hmm, he tasted a little differently this time. Kind of salty, like his famous homemade lasagna. As he continued to lick the smooth stretchy skin, however, he soon got used to the odd taste, swerving his hips around and free-styling with his tongue between both of Cheese's balls. He moved closer towards his genitals and soon felt small drops of cum splattering onto his mane.

Plunk! Cheese Sandwich finally managed to slip his thick, mottled cock deep inside the walls of Pinkie Pie’s vagina. The sudden contact stung her insides like a thousand hornets. The two overjoyed party ponies threw their heads back and moaned. Pinkie’s swirled mane brushed up against the tree branches just above her and caused some of it’s ornaments to jangle together. Cheese smirked and unconsciously reached over her to pull out the slobbery ball gag from her mouth, making the loud, pleasuring sounds that she let out all the more audible.

"Oooooh, Cheeeeese!" She squealed. "I just KNEW that your cock would feel even better inside me now than it did last year!" Cheese could only muster a large, goofy-looking smile, slanting his eyes as he began pushing his cock in and out of her cunt like a saw, growing even faster as the minutes slowly progressed. While sliding his member back and forth within her vaginal walls, he also made sure to keep a very close eye on his son below. Lil' Cheese had now completely basted his father’s balls in his saliva. He had moved his head fully under Cheese’s cock and his pink mane bristled up against his wet shaft.

As he finally moved his lips away from his round balls, Cheese smacked his lips a little to savour his daddy’s taste. He’d sucked his cock plenty of times before over the years, sometimes while being spanked, even suckling on his mother’s pink cunt while all three of his aunt's watched. But he secretly thought that Cheese’s penis always had a lot more taste and flavour to it.

Meanwhile, Cheese Sandwich slowly increased the speed at which he banged himself into his wife. He grimaced and gripped onto the nearby present even tighter. White streams of semen ran quickly down the sides of his cock, dribbling onto Lil' Cheese's hair and face. He looked up to make sure his parents weren’t watching, and opened his mouth extra wide to catch as much of the cum on his tongue as possible, hoping there would be plenty of more to come.

He got his wish a moment later. Cheese Sandwich's cock finally seemed to reach it's pumping limit with his tied up wife. Arching his back with the strains of holding back the pressure, the stallion screamed something along the lines of "PEANUT BUTTER TACOS!" and at last gave in to the burning hot feeling of the mare and colt below him. Thick pools of his semen shot out from his dick and into Pinkie Pie’s womb. She could hardly contain her nervicited screeching as she felt his delicious cum splashing inside of her. The perfect ejaculation spraying inside her, and she wasn’t the only one who got to enjoy it.

Lil' Cheese certainly got more than enough semen on him from where he sat in between his parent’s legs. He watched it splurt from his mom's pussy and run down her soft pink legs. Cum splashed the black spandex covering her, gluing it to her relaxed body. Thinking about how impressed his parents would be, he quickly inched over and began lapping up the cum running down her legs. He heard his mother’s delicate moaning just inches away and licked even further up until his tongue eventually reached her clit, and her sudden whinny signalled him to stop.

"Ahhh..." Was all Cheese Sandwich could manage to squeak out as he quickly pulled his floppy, wet penis free from Pinkie’s convulsing vagina in one swift motion. Their chests heaved and their bodies both softened up as they breathed for air profusely. Pinkie Pie rolled over onto her back, her bounded hooves now pressed against the placemat beneath the Hearths Warming Eve tree.

Lil' Cheese sat carefully between his two scantily clad, breathless parents, trying to lick up the thin globs of cum dangling from his chin. "Wow." He said with a thick gulp, doing his best imitation of his mother. "That was super duper fun! Although Dad, you sure tasted kind of... cheesy. I wonder why."

Pinkie Pie laughed, in that beautiful, after-sex, high-pitched laugh of her’s. She parted her legs as far as they could possibly go with the bizarre outfit on, allowing the two males a full view of her mushy, cum-covered pussy, fresh with the excitement of her and Cheese's endeavour. "That was amazing! This Hearths Warming Eve tree made for the perfect lightning! And Lil' Cheese, you were super duper helpful with helping your father get ready?"

"I know." Cheese Sandwich agreed with a heavy sigh. "I’m just SO glad that we didn’t do it down at your family’s rock farm this year. That place is a real Amish paradise."

The bright yellow colt nodded his head rapidly and bounced up onto his hooves. "Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!" He bounced over and put both his hooves on her split legs. "So does that mean you can get me that awesome red and orange party cannon now?"

Cheese and Pinkie Pie shared an amused and loving look. "Well, I don’t know, Cheesie Pie." Pinkie taunted her son with a chuckle. "You have impressed your father, but I for one still don’t know for sure if you really deserve that cannon yet!"

Lil' Cheese's heart deflated like a balloon animal and he just blinked like she had misheard. Sudden anger almost seemed to overtake his small body and he grew furious. He leered at his mother. "What the hay do you mean, deserve it? I just sucked off Dad, and licked up your cum." He moved even closer to Pinkie, pressing his hooves on the leather strap running just above her crotch. "What else do you WANT me to do?"

Pinkie let out quite the invigorating snicker. "Oh yeah. That’s the stuff right there. You’re mad. Now I’ve made you angry." She put a hoof to her forehead and moved her legs in, holding Lil' Cheese in place. "Now punish me for it, Daddy." She said through her teeth, coming off as rather naughty to him.

"Wait, what? But then what do you want me to-" Lil' Cheese started, but he was abruptly cut off. Almost as soon as Pinkie Pie squeezed him tightly with her legs, the tall yellow pony had moved over on top of him. Once again, the young boy was quite literally sandwiched between his loving parents. His lips brushed up against the soft, gooey mush of Pinkie's cunt, and his tongue involuntarily rolled out of his mouth and slapped wetly against her juicy slit. She squealed nervously from the alarming contact and jiggled her legs against his cheeks, the harsh leather nearly burning his flesh. He tried to ignore it and quickly acted. He concentrated the muscles of his mouth and began moving his tongue upwards, giving the whole slit one long, salty, delicious lick.

"Hey hey there, you two! Don’t have all the fun without me!" Cheese Sandwich said. He wrapped his arms around Lil' Cheese's chest and nuzzled his nose deep into his cotton candy mane, breathing in all of his dear offspring's warm, fuzzy scent. Cheese's exhausted dick began to rise up again, brushing up against the smaller Cheese’s haunches.

Lil' Cheese arched his back against Cheese and gave an audible, yet tender groan, his mouth lifting itself from Pinkie’s cunt. He rolled himself fully around onto his back to make himself more comfortable against his mother’s crotch, although the outfit around her still felt awfully scratchy. Pinkie looked down at him and smiled, giving him a little pat on the forehead. "It’s okay, baby, don’t be so shy. I remember being really nervous the first time I moaned out loud with Party Favor." She blindly flew a hoof up and stroked his mane softly as Cheese's lips parted from them. "Just let it all out."

The colt smiled coyly as he licked his lips. "Okay. You moan first." He hissed. And so, Pinkie Pie did. Chewing her lip, she released a loud and powerful moan that echoed through the whole room and made both of the male ponies on top of her flourish. Lil' Cheese gave in to the pressure as well and he began humping his bulging crotch furiously against Cheese's wet foreleg and gave a relived noise of his own.

The room, filling with their ear-shattering sounds of perfect holiday fulfillment, was practically too much for Cheese Sandwich. As sheer love coursed through his body, his dick finally left it’s velvet-y base and wetly slid it’s way upwards through the crack of his son's soft ass cheeks. It was a bit harder for him to get inside the colt due to his smaller size, but luckily, the stallion was able to manage.

Lil' Cheese reacted accordingly and gave a disheveled moan, looking up dreamingly between his mother and father. "Oh, yes, Daddy! You feel so good!" Pinkie nudged his back with her kneecap as he laid on her. "Alrighty, Daddy. Don’t forget, you still have one more parent to make happy." She slowly pulled herself up, her outfit stretching itself tensely as she slid up, the tree branches tickling her flank as she now hovered over her son on the living room floor, with Cheese's penis still penetrating him. "Since you can't eat my cookie anymore, I think it's finally time to bring out the milk."

He sucked a breath through his teeth as he watched his mom reach up and strip the round leather breast plates from the outfit. Her succulent, bulbous pink tits hung low down from her chest like vines in a jungle. The whiteish-pink swelling of the big balloons floating just inches from his face made his cock insanity harden, pointing straight up at the ceiling.

Pinkie smiled and immediately leaned down, carefully burying her son's entire face within her boobs. "Aw, what's the matter? You can’t notice the wonderful glory of my girls?" She asked. Cheese Sandwich sure notice! He outright moaned as he whirred his dick inside his son’s ass, wishing now that he could instead be with his wife once more.

Lil' Cheese, meanwhile, struggled crazily beneath the weight of his mother. He opened his mouth and gave Pinkie’s cleavage a long, vertical lick up the line as far as his tongue could reach. Pinkie cringed from the feeling, starting to lose track of her position. She moaned and flexed her rump outwards. A pointed branch on the tree inadvertently snuck it’s way between the lips of her cunt. Pop! it smacked directly into the center of her pussy.

That was certainly unexpected, to say the least. It was almost like the branch was trying to move the night along somehow. Pinkie outright moaned from deep in her belly. Her tits slapped hard against Cheese's cheeks and he cried out her name. Cheese pinched his hooves into his son’s cleft legs, howling like a wolf at the moon and spilling his seed into the young pony. Long streaks of his white, gooey mess dripped out in between the tormented lips of his dick and Lil' Cheese' ass.

The stallion had to tightly grip onto his hips as he fully emptied his cum into the yellow pony. Not wanting to offend his wife by just ignoring her completely, Cheese carefully popped his cock from Lil' Cheese's ponut, and he aimed his dick and squirted a hooffull of semen in between her boobs. She smirked like she knew he meant it and clutched the rubber bra straps, mockingly smushing them together.

"So, ahem!" Lil' Cheese cleared his throat as he stretched out on the floor, slightly straining his more invaded parts. "How was I tonight, Mommy? Was I a great, er, "Daddy" for you, or what?"

Cheese Sandwich and Pinkie both shared an exasperated look and chuckled. "Oh, yeah, definitely. You were a VERY good Daddy to me tonight." Pinkie Pie nodded, giving him a tight squeeze. "I think that was the best one yet." Cheese clapped his hooves as he laid sprawled on the floor. ”Sheesh, I will say though, you COMPLETELY destroyed my cock tonight!" He gasped.

"YIPPEE!" Lil' Cheese did a little backflip in the air, his slippery dick slapping up against his stomach. "Now you’re TOTALLY buying that party cannon for me next week!" He cheered.

Cheese pretended to look confused as he climbed to his hooves and walked over to the bright pink present he had held onto before. "Wait a minute. Next week? Oh, come on! What did I buy THIS for then?" He grabbed the wrapping paper and pulled it away.

The young colt’s sparkling eyes lit up as Cheese unveiled the very familiar-looking red-and orange party cannon sitting beneath it. "You got the cannon?" He nearly cried tears of happiness as he pulled the cannon and his father into a big hug. "But how? I just SAW it at the store!"

Pinkie Pie nodded, tracing her hoof delicately along her side. "Eeyup. But of course we were always planning to get you the original, you silly goose. That was the LITE version of the party cannon that you saw!"

Cheese patted the jagged side of the cannon. "And this one is definitely the brightest cannon we could possibly find!" He cried.

"And don’t you worry. It’s got PLENTY of confetti for you to fire at ponies- well, once you open it next week, of course." Pinkie chirped, tossing her ball gag and whatever else of her outfit still remained to the floor, and slid her hooves around her son’s neck. "So, Cheesie... now do you think this will be a SUPER fun Hearths Warming or what?"

Stunned, Lil' Cheese's eyes flicked between both of his parents, the two ponies who always did so much for him, as they stood in the gentle light of the glowing tree, soaked and dripping in each other’s cum, their skin-tight outfits stuck to them like glue, until he just broke into a wide smile and leapt back into their embrace.