Cadance had woken first and, given her size, had woken Shining and Storm up as she departed the bed. She was halfway to the bathroom when she looked back to see Shining rolling to his belly and Storm rolling atop him.

Freezing where she stood, Cadance watched as Storm reached out and grabbed the lube bottle from the bedside drawers with one wing—pulling it closer and starting to smear himself and Shining's rear with it.

When Storm humped into her husband, Cadance shuddered and her wings fell a little limp at each side of her. She wasted no time teleporting a dildo out of their toy room and positioned it before her sopping vulva before spearing herself unceremoniously with it.

The sounds of moans filled the room. Nopony had anything in their mouth and nopony felt obliged to moderate their exclamations of pleasure. For all Cadance had intended to have a quick shower before the two stallions, she was trapped by her own lust—watching Shining getting taken vigorously.

Keeping time with Storm's hips, Cadance liked to imagine he was on her back—sans biting and clawing from the previous night—and reaming her out. When his pace quickened and he slammed into Shining hard and fast, she hit her peak and let out an almighty screech of lusty pleasure.

Eyes closed, Cadance rocked in place as she kept working the toy in and out. Her wings were spread out now, held low still, and gently flapping along to the thunder of her orgasm.

"Maybe we—we should charge for tickets?" Storm asked.

Shining, feeling full of bat and bat spunk, looked around to see what Storm was looking at—then he saw Cadance's wide eyes. "Tickets? Why don't we charge admission instead?"

"You think I should go, lube her ass up, and plow her too?" The thought of it had Storm rock hard inside Shining. Reaching over to the bed, he almost managed to grab the lube before Shining's pink magic picked it up.

"Cadie? You want a good plowing before breakfast?" Shining asked, floating the container over to his wife.

Floating in the sea of her climax, Cadance nodded dreamily. "No biting or clawing or any of that. I just want—I want something alive inside me."

Storm blinked in surprise at the commanding tone. He watched as the magic around the lube bottle turned from pink to blue, then a large glob of the stuff came out and (with its own blue glow) pressed into Cadance's rear.

Huger, desire, and pure and simple horniness overtook Storm. He dismounted Shining and turned to face Cadance—who had turned around so her rump was toward him.

Now it was Shining's turn to watch his partner get reamed by Storm. He formed his pink magic up as a flat plate over his ponut to stop from leaking, and walked past the pair just as Storm mounted Cadance. "I'll take first shower."

When Storm's tongue started lapping at the point between her wings, Cadance relaxed even further into the buggering she was getting. He was being far more gentle—and she appreciated it.

It was a little confusing for Storm that he'd wound up in a situation like this. Princess Cadance, he reminded himself, was the pinnacle of feminine beauty and a literal sex symbol for most of ponykind. Her husband was held in similar regard not just for his own physical presence and intelligence, but because he was married to Cadance. And here was Storm riding Cadance's back just after having serviced her husband, plowing out her colon and nuzzling at her wings.

Before he'd come to the Crystal Empire, Storm would have considered himself mostly gay except for a few instances where a mare had caught his eye—now he was grinding his shaft into the peak of feminine beauty. Or at least her ass.

Cadance couldn't keep her wings from beating in time with Storm's thrusts. So lost in the moment was she—still with the dildo in her vagina—that she barely noticed Shining's singing in the shower. When Storm picked up the pace, Cadance's forelegs gave out and she slumped to the floor with her rump held in the air by her back legs.

Able to drive a bit deeper thanks to the angle, Storm loved watching Cadance's wings flap weakly as he geared up for his finale. He could feel his balls pulling up, his rear end tightening, and barely managed to hold back his pleasure for long enough to drive her into her own orgasm.

Storm spread his own wings over Cadance and flapped hard. It didn't take much work on his part to not get any lift from the flapping, but as his shaft flared and shot his seed deep into her rump, he nonetheless flapped hard and in time with her own wingbeats.

With her second orgasm of the morning met by Storm's second, Cadance felt her back legs start to wobble before—seemingly in slow motion—they started to give out. "Ugh… Dammit, you're good at this."

Dragged down atop Cadance, Storm nuzzled and licked gently at her bunched muscles around her wings. "Flattery will get you everything you want from me."

Leaving the shower, Shining looked at Storm and Cadance and smirked. "I'll head down and get them to prepare breakfast. Don't take too long." What warmed his heart more than just seeing his wife enjoying herself, was seeing that Storm could play nice with her.

Easing himself backward, Storm pulled slowly free of Cadance and then, when he was out, she jumped to her hooves and ran into the bathroom and the waiting shower. About to say something, he noticed her head poke back out. "Are you coming?"

Not needing to be asked twice, Storm chased after Cadance and into the shower. Despite the size of the two of them, it didn't seem crowded in the least. "Well, I could be. I think I should clean myself up first though."

Sitting at the meal table in the throne room, Shining was nibbling on some toast and reading the daily reports from the seneschal. First was the report on the Guard of the city, which he was happy to see had resumed their duties fully now they were all inoculated against the cutie pox.

What completely and utterly failed to feel bad was his rear and his back leg with the red ring. Using his magic, Shining smeared another slice of toast with butter and crystal berry jam, and this time rather than nibbling he bit into it to fully savor the treat.

"Is that coffee?" Cadance fairly pranced into the throne room, making her was toward the meal table where Shining was already eating. Beside and just behind her, Storm Slice marched with the full gravity of a Guard who was ready for anything. "Oooh, it is. Please, Shiny, I need it so much."

Pouring two more mugs of coffee, Shining levitated one to Cadance and one to Storm. "I was just going over the morning reports." Shining judged that the time the pair had taken was more than enough for a shower and a bit of fun besides. "We're getting close to the Equestria Games again. Are we going to get an invitation, do you think?"

Cadance wasn't ready to speak on business until she had some coffee in her. Giving Storm a blowjob had required more than a little twisting on her part—accomplished by getting on her knees in the shower—but it had been worth it to thank Storm for adjusting his approach. Once she had the mug in her grip, Cadance gulped down two mouthfuls and sighed in delight as the hot drink met something else that was hot and in her belly. "You should just send a request to Twilight."

"'Send a request'?" Shining shook his head. "Cady, you remember last time we just sent a request to my sister?"

"Technically that wasn't us, but you're right. So what do you plan to do?"

Sipping his own coffee, Shining let out a chuckle. "Well, I'll have to visit her in person."

"You could tie that in with a thank you from the Crystal Empire for the assistance with that dratted pox." The coffee was starting to have an effect on Cadance, her mind clearing more as she started preparing herself some toast. "It's only right that I stay behind this time."

Shining started to open his mouth to complain that he hated traveling alone, but then he remembered Storm. "Guard Storm Slice, you will be accompanying me to Canterlot."

"Of course, Your Imperial Majesty." Storm dipped his head, not showing a trace of the mirth and excitement that bubbled up inside.

Leaning closer to Storm, Shining whispered, "If I fuck you on the train, will you stop calling me that?"

"No." Turning his head and nipping Shining's ear—piercing it with a fang—Storm added, "But, I'll fuck you on the train anyway."

Shining's heart thudded in his chest. "O—Okay. We'd better leave soon, then. It takes nearly half a day to reach Canterlot from here."

Finishing up a piece of toast with a mouthful of coffee, Cadance cleared her throat. "You'll need a gift for Twilight. She's a ruler now, and it's expected that when visiting, you bring a gift."

"It should be something," Shining said, "that is not just singularly Crystal Empire, but also something she wouldn't normally have." Looking down at the table before him, Shining laughed. "Crystal berry jam."

Their luggage had been checked on and was being taken care of by a pair of Crystal Guard while Shining and Storm had the royal carriage to themselves.

Sitting down, they both waited for the train to start moving before each started to look at the other with hungry expressions. "You promised me—"

"I did, didn't I? How much privacy can we expect here?" Storm's eyes focused on Shining's belly and he couldn't help but lick his lips.

Part of Shining's morning had involved him memorizing a powerful spell. It was a combination force-field and obfuscation of senses. Closing his eyes, he imagined the walls of the carriage around them and started building the pattern with his magic.

Not as good at memorizing spells as his "little" sister, Shining was still no slouch when it came to keeping ten good combat spells memorized—only now it was nine good combat spells and one to maintain privacy.

The pinkish glow that radiated through his closed eyelids reassured Shining. When he opened his eyes, he watched as the final bit of his magic settled into the walls, doors, and windows of the car. "There, now—"

Shining's eyes opened wide when Storm's tongue probed into his sheath. A low, happy groan left his through, however, when Storm found the tip of his shaft and started licking at it. "You are far too good at that."

Storm rolled his eyes up so he could look at Shining. The big stallion hand one hoof holding onto the chair and the other reached over and planted itself on Storm's head. He teased at the head of Shining's shaft, coiling his tongue just behind the flare and squeezing it—coaxing it into his mouth.

"Horseapples, that feels good." As he watched, Shining noticed that Storm didn't move his lips back from Shining's sheath, instead letting his expanding erection push straight into Storm's mouth.

Sliding his tongue down Shining's length as it grew into his mouth, Storm slowly jerked him off while keeping his fangs well away from doing any damage.

The very different style of blowjob had Shining squirming in the seat. He whined and shuddered with each stroke of Storm's tongue, but decided not to hold back his reward for such a wonderful duty.

It seemed way too early, and Storm was barely warmed up, when Shining's balls started to jerk. Storm knew what was coming, so relaxed his throat and tightened his tongue just a little.

Shining felt the first explosion of his seed shooting down his shaft and started to moan—only to gasp in shock when Storm's tongue halted the flow from getting free. It was the most startling way to halt his orgasm he'd ever felt. He whined as the second blast launched through his piping, but this time Storm let up.

The instant relief of getting control of his climax back made Shining wobble in place and, when he finished dumping his cum in Storm's throat, he flopped sideways onto the chair.

Sucking on Shining's shaft to get the last of his load, Storm eased back and let Shining's dong hang free, pristine and clean. "Shining?"

"Hrmm?" It was hard to focus. Shining Armor barely made out Storm doing something—reaching toward him—before he felt the circle close around his throat. He didn't say a word when Storm fastened the buckle. "That implies how we're going to spend the rest of this ride."

"It's a training collar. It's about time, Shining, that you learn how to suck dick. Your wife, earlier, showed me how good she was at it. Time for you to learn." Climbing up on a lounge, Storm spread out on his side and slipped one rear leg a little further back than the other. He was still in his sheath. "Well?"

Biting his lip, Shining walked over to where Storm was laying and sat down on the floor before him. "I'm—I'm really new to this, sir."

Storm's eyes widened a little at the honorific. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Go slowly, recruit. You saw how I showed you to do it. Just try to relax and let me fill you."

Almost melting at the "command", Shining leaned forward and studied Storm's sheath. Licking his lips, he leaned the last little bit and kissed the fuzzy end of the sheath. Bat ponies, unlike other stallions, had fur all the way up their sheath. He kissed it again and again, then made the contact last and pressed at the opening with his tongue.

"There you go. Get a feel for my musk—you're going to be tasting and smelling a lot of it today."

Shining closed his eyes as the earthy taste of Storm's sheath warred with the musky smell in his nostrils. He'd let the bat mount him readily enough, this was just a more personal version of that—or so he told himself.

Working his tongue around the small and deflated flare of Storm's shaft, Shining finally felt the stallion twitch. And then again. He repeated the motion and got another twitch. He'd discovered that the underside of Storm's shaft was especially sensitive.

Shining tilted his head a little, resting his cheek against Storm's belly and letting his horn lay along his ribs. Like this, Shining had lined up his tongue to slide along the underside of Storm's length with every movement it'd make. He started licking.

Clenching his muscles, Storm's eyes widened at how quickly Shining had found the key to physically arousing him—well, one of them anyway. The constant ripple along the underside of his penis had him press out of his sheath and into the warm cave of Shining's mouth.

The taste only intensified. Shining closed his eyes and listened to Storm's muscles work—not the least being his heart beating. The size of the shaft pressing along his moving tongue, to the back of his throat, and then stopping, made Shining groan a little in submissive bliss.

Shining Armor was not new to dominance and submission—Rarity had shown him what it meant to surrender—but this was just on the fun side of things. He could still think straight, he could still be him, but he could also suck dick like a champ.

"You know it'll take you forever to get me off going so slow. Not that I'm complaining, newbie. A long train trip with a virgin mouth around my shaft is actually my idea of a good time." Storm reached with his wing to rub Shining's ear. "You just take things at your own pace."

The ear rub reassured Shining, though he did want to take things a little faster. Slurping and sucking on the shaft in his mouth, he realized he didn't have Storm's extra long tongue to give more than a slow stroke along the bottom of his shaft. What he did have, however, was magic.

Opening one eye, Shining reached out with his magic and took a gentle hold of Storm's balls. His first, gentle squeeze was cut short when storm flicking his horn with one of the long fingers of his wing. For a moment Shining panicked. Having his magic disrupted by physical contact was effective, but it also left him feeling a little confused and discombobulated.

That it was the kind of thing a parent did to a recalcitrant foal only made Shining relax a little more into the relaxed submission.

"None of that, rookie. You get my cock only for now. Show me you can handle that, then you can expand your horizons—and don't make me get a horn-ring."

His cheeks blushing a little, Shining got back into things. He wasn't allowed to stimulate Storm in any other way, just licking him wasn't going to get the bat pony off, and he had to keep his head down like this—there was only one thing Shining could think to do.

Storm was about to flick his horn again, but then he felt a tightness in Shining's mouth and he smirked. "Clever. Mmm, good."

The praise was enough to make Shining smile around the base of Storm's cock. He'd made a tube-like grip of magic in his mouth and was using that to stroke Storm's length. But, that didn't mean he would let his tongue and lips go idle. He suckled at the base of the cock, worked his broad tongue along the underside, and stroked Storm's pleasure higher and higher.

Shining could hear Storm's heart rate increasing. He could feel as the bat pony's muscles bunched and released rhythmically—in time with the strokes of Shining's magical mouth pussy. The smell and taste seemed to intensify, and Shining opened his eyes to see that Storm's fuzzy balls were twitching and jerking up against his body.

The moment had come, and so had Storm. Shining felt the first blast shoot right into the back of his mouth. Pushed forward so far, he had only two options—choke and splutter and pull off or gulp down Storm's load for all he was worth.

The feel of Shining suckling on him only made the climax better. Storm reached down and grabbed Shining's horn. He knew it would disorient the unicorn and test his dedication to taking everything Storm had to give.

Mewling around the thick and flared cock in his mouth, Shining stared blindly as he gulped down the cum. Again he'd had his magic disrupted by a stroke of his horn, and now it was repeated little tickles that left him unable to focus—on anything but swallowing.

"There you go, newbie. How's that for lunch? I hope you want second, because you have a lot more dick-sucking to do." Storm rubbed at Shining's horn and used his forehoof to stroke down the unicorn's shoulder possessively.

Each time Shining thought it would be the last spray of seed, Storm gave him another to deal with. Finally, though, he gulped down and wasn't given another flood. Breathing through his nose, Shining lay there while Storm played with him. The repeated touching to his horn was one of the most intimate things Shining had felt, it was a caress that touched not just a sensitive part of his body, but a part hard-wired directly to his brain to inspire submission when touched.

"You can start over whenever you want."

With his nose pressed firmly to Storm's belly, Shining tilted his head a little into Storm's grip and felt the bat pony start to stroke his horn. It was as close to mind-numbing as any action short of mind-control could get that didn't have the word pleasure tacked on. Barely able to construct a positive thought of his own, Shining latched onto what Storm had told him and started to suckle again.

Storm kept stroking Shining's horn, watching the stallion's eyes droop as he kept up his servicing. "Tell me if the dominance stuff is too much."

Good as it felt to be treated like a wing-operated-onahole, Shining wanted to give back a little more than he was right now. Stretching his neck, he levered his mouth off Storm's shaft and started advancing up the bat's body, pressing his pre-leaking shaft to Storm's anus. "So long as you only use soft ways to enforce dominance, I'm fine with it. What about you?"

It surprised Storm how much Shining had turned from the submissive little cocksucker to this huge beast perched over him. His wild side wanted to reassert control over the situation, but as Shining's hips slammed forward, Storm's desire for control evaporated as his need for Shining's shaft flew to the fore.

Listening to Storm's moans, Shining leaned down and kissed him on the lips. He felt Storm melt into the kiss while Shining's hips slammed up again and again. He gracelessly made out with Storm while buggering him, completely bucking the previous submissive act to become dominant over his male lover.

Hammering, Shining didn't let up even as his end rushed forward to meet him. He could feel as his body prepared to unload, and at the very moment he was almost over the edge—a knock from the door distracted him.

Storm almost laughed as Shining froze in place. He could see how much his lover was straining to hold back, and reached his wings up to pull Shining's head closer. "Finish. Whoever it is can wait for that."

Drawn into a kiss, Shining crashed his hips forward to connect with Storm's rear and he came. His shaft flared inside Storm, the tip especially swelling out like some kind of hammer head, and gave a series of short humps as he unloaded.

The door opened when neither stallion replied, and the royal maid stepped in and froze. Blinking a few times, she watched his royal highness buggering his personal guard—including what she'd call a passionate kiss—and had to fan herself a little with her duster. "Don't mind me. I'll clean around you."

Storm squirmed a little, breaking the kiss with Shining only to notice the prince smiling. "H-H-Who are you?"

"She's the head maid of the royal quarters of the Crystal Castle." Shining shoved a bit harder and pinned Storm to the bed. "When there's a mess, she outranks everypony. I hadn't realized she'd be accompanying us."

"Spring Cleaning, at your service. You can relax, it's nothing I haven't seen before." Gathering up the pillows on the bed (since she'd seen a few stains on them), Spring tossed each into the air and used her mouth to pluck the covers off them and toss said covers into a basket beside the door. "Though, I will say I've never seen His Highness with another stallion before. You have good taste, sire."

Looking down, Shining kissed Storm's cheek. "I like to think so."

"I'm confused," Storm said.

Walking up to the bed, Spring kissed Shining's cheek in a show of her position. "Head maid and royal servant to the emperor and empress' needs. Welcome to the club."

Realization dawned and Storm's worry that he was doing something wrong eased. He relaxed and appreciated for a moment how full his colon was with Shining's seed. "Well, okay then. Are there any rules I need to know? Are there secret meetings? Maybe I have to wear a special uniform?"

"There is some secret training. Advanced blowjobs and pussy eating. If you'd like, I'll put you down for the latter?" Spring moved her snout down and kissed Storm's cheek.

Remembering his own inexperience with mares and in particular with pleasuring Cadance, Storm turned his head to look up into Spring's eyes. "How about a trade?"

"I am unsure what we would trade, but I'll hear you out." Spring looked into Shining's one eye and beamed.

"I'll teach you everything I know about blowjobs if you teach me everything you know about cunnilingus." Storm trembled at the feel of yet another jet of Shining's hot seed inside him. "I've been—rather exclusive with stallions in the past, but I have one I'd like to please very much."

"Oooh." Spring leaned back and walked over to the basket. "Does her name begin with Cadance?"

Storm nodded and nuzzled against Shining's breast fluff. "Yeah. We had some fun, but while this hunk of a stallion goes gaga for a little biting and dominance, she wasn't overawed with me letting the beast out to play."

"She likes to take charge. As far as I know, only one pony has ever brought out Cadance's submissive side well." Spring raised an eyebrow at Shining and got a nod back from him. "So you know about Rarity?"

"I've heard the legends. I don't want to step on her hooves, but I think Cadance enjoyed parts of what we did. I'll have to wait until she can work out if she wants more—but I'd like to show her you can teach a bat new tricks." Reaching around Shining's back with his wings, Storm pulled himself up firmly against Shining's belly. "I'm going to need a cleanup if we're going to do something else."

There was a small rush of accomplishment—a boost to Shining's masculinity—that he'd have Storm needing to clean up after just one little climax. "Our best bet is the bath in the back corner. You holding on tight enough? Use your claws too if you must."

Not willing to turn down being able to claw at Shining, Storm reached his back legs up and over his lover's back and hooked his claws together while pressing them in a line over Shining's croup. "How's this?"

The threat of having his skin punctured did happy things to Shining, and his previously flagging arousal reversed itself into renewed strength within Storm. Standing, he started to strut his way toward the bath, catching a glimpse of Storm's stunned expression with each step and sway. "How're you riding down there?"

"You are doing wonderful things to my prostate," Storm said, barely able to hold his voice from cracking.

"Ugh, you made a mess on the sheets, too." Spring gathered up the bedclothes and tossed those in the basket too. "Don't think I can wash any of this stuff on the train. When we get to Canterlot, every maid in the castle will know I'm cleaning up the smells of two excited stallions."

Carrying Storm over the tub, Shining stepped into the large steel vessel and eased his cargo down. "We could make it two excited stallions and an excited mare, if you're up for it?"

Spring's head snapped around to look at Shining and Storm—both of which were looking at her with interest. "You know what? I think I'll veto that. At least one of us should be able to walk into the castle without waddling."

Shining laughed as Storm unhooked his legs and slowly let go of Shining with his wings. Standing a bit taller, he stepped back from Storm and drew his length from the bat pony's rear. "How're you still so tight back there?"

"Lots of practice with big stallions—though you are the biggest I've had." Storm checked the plug was out of the tub and lifted himself a little higher in the tub before divesting himself of his royal load.

Again Shining felt a strange sense of accomplishment, this time brought on by the sound of his seed leaving Storm and plopping into the tub. "Have I ever said how nicely you take all that? Cadance is a big mare, and can take several loads with ease, but—"

"Oh, don't you get me started." Spring rolled her eyes as she set about making the bed with fresh linen. "The first time Cadance invited me to join the two of you, you plow my ass full, then swap over to my pussy. Not only couldn't I walk straight for days, it felt like you were inflating me like a balloon."

"But," Storm said, looking across at Shining as the other stallion used a cloth to clean his penis, "I think I like it. Certainly makes you appreciate him."

Spring nodded and let out a wistful sigh. "Sometimes walking is overrated, anyway. Some days you just want to flop on a bed with a belly full of cum, and revel in the sensation."

The ego-stroking was more than enjoyable for Shining. He didn't normally partake of any of the mares in their little group of special friends unless Cadance was involved too, though even that rule had been bending of late. One thing he did promise himself, though, was to ride Spring and fill her just like she'd quasi-complained about. If she didn't want to do it on this trip, he'd ask her nicely if she'd like to when they got home again.

"And, when he looks at you like he's doing to me right now, watch out," Spring said.

"I don't think I've ever had anypony look at me like he's looking at you. Hey, Shining, if Spring said yes, how long would it take you to get over there and mount her?" Storm asked.

"Accounting for a teleport? Not long." Shining winked at Spring. "But she declined, which means you're the only balloon to fill here."

Storm's rump twitched in response to those words, almost like Shining had control over his rear entrance. For a moment or two, Storm couldn't articulate what he wanted, but finally he managed to get his thoughts in order. "I could give her a demonstration on how to suck such a girthy shaft."

"Good. If you swallow it, there'll be less mess for me to clean. Also, I doubt you could get all that in your mouth." It was a challenge, Spring knew, but the moment she said it Storm's eyes told her it was well-received.

Turning on the tap and getting some warm water flowing, Storm used a wing to clean his rump and wash the mess out of the tub. Standing, he stepped out and toward Shining. "On the bed and let me show you why mine is the only mouth that can satisfy you anymore."

Shining didn't want to show that he was too eager, but at the same time he loved the way Storm gave blowjobs. Walking as calmly as he could manage, Shining climbed up on the bed and rolled onto his back.

Putting the cover on the laundry basket, Spring froze in shock as Storm leapt onto the bed and landed atop Shining. It was strange for her to see a pony move how Storm did—the bat pony was all claws and wings as he reversed himself on top of Shining and eyed his prize. "Wow."

When Storm's long tongue wrapped around his shaft, Shining let out a long and low moan. Unable to get a good angle to reciprocate Storm's actions, he instead pressed his snout into a pair of musky bat pony balls. With the smell flooding his head with desire, Shining could feel when Storm's lips met his tip and kissed it.

The gentle nuzzling to his balls encouraged Storm to get a bit more creative. Tilting his head to the side a little, he peeled back his lips on one side and rubbed his fangs along Shining's cock, the length jumping stiffer still.

Spring watched all this going on before her like it was a carefully cooked feast for her eyes. Her own arousal started to grow and she whispered, "I have some regrets."

Author's Note

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