Rule of Three

“Jus’ remember ta take yer time,” Braeburn told me, grinding up against my flank and still being deep in me. Now that I had finished, I was sensitive down there. Although Brae hadn’t climaxed yet, I could tell that he was trying to pace himself. After all, I could feel him starting to flare up, but he was breathing deeply to try to hold it in for a bit longer.

“How close are you?” Soarin asked.

“Give me a minute…” he inhaled, “don’t wanna be over jus’ yet.”

“That good, huh?”

“Soar, you of all ponies should know that there ain’t nothin’ like plowin’ a virgin.” I saw him give a knowing smile.

“Heh, yeah, I know.” He looked down at me, his crown brushing up against my cheek. “While we wait, how about you open that mouth of yours, hey Slipper?”

Smirking stupidly I said, “Just don’t shove it all in, okay?”

“I know. But at least give me a tap or something to let me know you can’t swallow it all.”

“Yes sir,” I playfully saluted. Then with a hoof, I tilted my head back and guided him into my mouth. At first, I didn’t just let him plunge right in; no, I took my time with this second attempt. I let only the head in, and my tongue trace around and over the smooth, sanative glans. Feeling every bump, vain, ridge, and even the tip of his urethra where his salty pre was leaking out. Perhaps it might have been the fact that I had finished not too long ago, but I could swear that blowing Soarin was different than doing it with Braeburn somehow.

Above me, I heard Soarin softly groan while I felt another throb from Braeburn who’s flare had gone down.

Remembering from last time, I tried to relax my throat as much as I could, reminding myself to breathe through my nose, I sucked a little harder to give Soarin the subtle hint that he may go in deeper. He understood, and he slowly pushed forward past my curled lips. Over my tongue, I felt his sensitive member that dripped pre as he went further into my mouth. However, at the mid-ring, I had to give a tap as his flare was just barely touching a part of my maw that was about to make me gag. Soarin patted the side of my cheek, “You’re doin’ great, Slipper.” He said, feeling him starting to rock. I continued to suck on him while he slowly thrust at my face, sighing.

Meanwhile, I felt Braeburn starting up again. Even though I was still feeling sensitive, with every pump I felt him massaging my prostate, I felt those waves of pleasure starting to build up again. He starts up again deeply but moderately paced, this time trying to get himself off. All the while, he gave out low groans as he thrust in me.

“Celestia, you’re so damn sexy.” I heard Soarin say, as he rocked a bit forward into my mouth.

“Not gonna lie, Soar’,” Brae said, his hips going a bit faster. “Ah don’t think Ah’ll last long.”

“Then by all means,” I heard Soarin kiss his husband, “I want to see you rut his brains out. Make him scream around my dick.”

“Ah’ve been thinkin’,” Braeburn switched to short, quicker thrusts, “Ya wanna invite ‘em around more often? His flank is amazin’, his mouth ta die for, and ya know about his co-”

Soarin interrupted is another kiss. “He is. And maybe we oughtta… A-Ahh… take turns with him. That is if he’s up for that.”

Even though I couldn’t say anything back, just the idea that not only I would have one guy that I could have sex with but two on a regular basis. I was getting hard again just thinking about the idea.

“Yeah…” Braeburn was going faster, I could feel him starting to flare up. “Maybe one week he could suck me off in the orchard, a-and the – mmh! – next week, have ya rut his flank in the showers.”

“Or we can go to that club in Canterlot?” Soarin slowed down while Braeburn sped up. “You close?”

His husband answered by humping against my flank. Now that I felt his flare grow bigger than ever, feeling him pushing down on my prostate, I was moaning loudly around Soarin. I can imagine Braeburn was shutting his eyes, his face contorted in pleasure as he was trying to reach that finish line.

Then I heard, “Soar… I’m nearly there… c-c’mon here.” Trying to look up over my head, I saw Braeburn plant a deep, passionate kiss with his husband while he thrust as deep as he could go into me one last time.

I felt his thick rode throb while his flare was so wide that it was near painful. Just then, I felt a warmth that spurted into me. It was an odd feeling to have a stallion cum in you for the first time, but there was something so euphorically warm while Braeburn moaned and whispered his husband’s name as he ejaculated into my depths. Considering that I did the same to Soarin not too long ago, I found it intense but just as pleasurable as being on top in a passive sort of way.

So much so, that I tapped on Soarin’s leg for him to pull out of my mouth. After breaking his kiss, Soarin took himself out and asked, “Thunder? You doing okay?”

“Uh-huh,” I nodded, licking my lips. “How close are you?”

“I was about to flare up, why? You wanna stop?”

“No, but as soon as Brae pulls out of me, you wanna finish back there?”

Soarin gave a low whistle but a wide grin. “Holy shit, you’re kinky!”

“That Ah wanna see, but hold on a sec. Ya wanna try ta relax for a minute.” I heard Braeburn say, feeling him slowly pulling out. He was still pretty flared up, however, so I could feel it trying to slide out from such a tight space that it made me winced, sucking air through my teeth. “Easy now, Ah’m almost out…” Thankfully, given how lubed up I was, his head did slip out with a pop, followed by his semen that I could have sworn were quarts of if leaking out. I felt that gooey seed that ran down my taint and caressed my balls as it cooled.

Braeburn climbed off the bed while Soarin moved around me, saying that he’s going to go to the bathroom to clean up a bit.

Soarin repositioned himself where his hooves were on my flank to spread them apart. “So, how’s that for a first time?”

“You guys are incredible, sir.” Looking over my shoulder, I saw him licking his lips. “What are you doing?”

“I could plunge in, but I have something else in mind before I do.”

“What are you gonna do?”

“I’m gonna clean up in the best way I know how.”

Before I could ask, he lowered his head down where I felt him lapping at my balls. Licking up his husband’s trails of semen that he continued up the taint. It was an odd experience to feel, especially when I felt his hot breath over my ponut. Then unceremoniously, he put his lips on it.

I gasped – this was certainly new! He not only kissed it, but his tongue also went in circles as he continued to taste in Braeburn’s seed. I wasn’t entirely sure looking back if I said anything; though I doubt it as I moaned and screamed in surprise as I was still sensitive down there. However, his tongue didn’t go any deeper than what was on the surface. I think he was going to leave the rest of Braeburn’s cream pie as lube.

Eventually, he pulled away with a satisfying pop. Soarin told me to flip over so I rolled on my back. I looked down to see that my dick was starting to harden again, and my belly was splotched with cum stains. Soarin looked down at me, using a free hoof to guide his member to my sopping hole. “You know the best thing about having a hubby?” He asked with a smirk and I shook my head. “They’re good at lubing tight asses.”

I felt his head be pressed up to me. When he was lined up, he grabbed both of my hind legs and pushed in. Luckily, thanks to Brae, it wasn’t so bad. I felt his flare spreading me until he popped in. Soarin let out a whinny as he sunk in. Compared to his husband, Soarin was thankfully thinner but as he dove inside, it still quickly filled me up. When his flare brushed up against my prostate, it sent a jolt to my member as it quickly hardens.

Soarin only stopped when he pushed his mid-ring through my ponut. “Here Slipper,” he said as he reached for my dick, “Let’s finish this out, shall we?”

Nodding, I felt him back his hips about an inch or two before thrusting as deep as he could go – all the while made the first stroke with his hoof. I let out a yell that was a cross between a deep moan and surprise. Soarin, with a smirk, pulled out a little and thrust again as he clopped me. He started with a short rhythm where he hadn’t pulled his mid-ring out of me, leaving me full with every plunge. At the same time, he gripped around my still slick dick as he strokes it in time with his thrusting.

“Hey Slipper,” Soarin said as he started to go a little faster, “You said that you – mphf – don’t have a-a coltfriend yet… right?”

“Ah-uh,” I shook my head, my head feeling hot and feeling so intoxicated by the waves upon divine waves that massaged my depths.

“So – oh gods yes! – we make a deal with you?” He asked as he pulled out a little further but sped up his humping.

“How close are ya Soar?” Braeburn asked as he came back into the bedroom.

“Trying to get there,” He looked over his shoulder as he slowed down a little, “Wanna explain what we’ve talked about earlier?” Soarin resumed, making me moan louder.

“Oh yeah, nearly forgot.” Trotting over to the left side of the bed, I looked over to the yellow cowpony. “So on top of gettin’ ta rut us, we were thinkin’ that if ya really want, we can be yer coltfriends?”

“Is that – Oh Celestia!” Soarin shifted his thrusting where he was hitting my sweet spot. “A-Allowed?”

“Hey, it ain’t cheatin’ if both partners are seein’ the same fella. Besides, it’ll be nice ta have such a cute stud like ya be around. Even if it doesn’t work out, we’ll still show ya the Giddy Up Club.”

“T-The what?”

“The sex club where me and Soarin met. Oh, you’ll love it there. A place where ya can be covered in baby batter and won’t be worried about catchin’ any disease. Where ya can have all the stallions ta plow that hole of yers,” he slapped my cutie mark.

As he continued to describe the club, Soarin humped desperately as he tried to get himself and me off. Stroking my cock and pumping away faster and faster.

“With a dick like yers, you’ll have fellas lining up ta be bottomed out by ya. There are even gloryholes where ya can be stuffed over and over. Maybe be milked, licked, and sucked by half a dozen stallions at once, all tryin’ ta get that tasty, salty seed out of ya. Where ya can moan out a chorus while everyone watches.” I felt my member throbbed particularly hard at that. “Oh? You’re a voyeur? Does that excite ya?”

He took hold of my jerking cock, giving Soarin the freedom to grab my other leg as he rammed as fast and hard as he could. Meanwhile, Braeburn continued to stroke me, rubbing it flat against my belly. “Just imagine the audience that circles around, wantin’ ta see ya shoot yer load. While a line of stallions that are as big as you tag-teamed to have a go thrusting into your vice-like hole, spillin’ their seed further and further inta yer guts.”

I was almost there. Meanwhile, Soarin’s flare was expanding in me. Getting bigger while rolling over my prostate while Braeburn hooves circled around my flare.

“Can ya hear them now? Watchin’ you flarin’ up, strokin’ their long cocks. Chanting all around ya the same word over and over. Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum. Go ahead and-”

“I’M CUMMING!” Soarin shouted as he thrust in me for the last time.

I let out a scream. While I felt Soarin adding his load after hot, gooey load into my guts, I tipped over the edge. Braeburn gripped my flare in time when I came. A shot flew over and landed right next to my head, another splatted underneath my chin, and the rest busted over my withers and stomach. It was mind-blowing, probably more so than when I came into Soarin’s ass – this seemed to be on a whole new level of nirvana. My eyes had rolled back while I screamed out after one pausing pleasure after another. And when I did come down from that high, I slid down to an afterglow where the pulsing heartbeat of Soarin’s member was heaven to me.

“Welp,” Braeburn commented, “Looks like the quilt is ruined.”

Soarin huffed over me as if he had flown all around Equestria and back. When I opened my eyes, I saw that he was exhausted but satisfied. Braeburn leaned over to give him a peck on the cheek. “Love ya, hon.”

“Love you too, Brae.” He said, “I would kiss you not but… I’d probably need to wash my mouth first.”

Braeburn chuckled, “Hey partner, you alright?”

I gave a weak wave.

After Soarin slipped his dick out of me, he and Braeburn helped me reach the bathroom to wash off the sticky fun we had. One shower later, the couple then swaps out the quilt for another one. By then I was so exhausted that I collapsed in the bed.

It took a while for me to dose off to sleep, yet I wasn’t alone. Soarin and Braeburn sandwiched me in the middle under the covers. Their hooves held me like I was a giant teddy bear. In no time, I heard Braeburn softly snoring.

Now, coming from someone who didn’t get cuddled that often, having two drop-dead gorgeous stallions that wanted to hold you while they went to sleep was… nice. Having the warmth of the ponies by me, feeling their heartbeat as their withers pressed up against me and their nuzzles made me so… loved. Like even for this obviously committed married couple, they wanted me to be in their lives. That never happened before.

“You asleep yet, Slipper?” Soarin whispered.

“Sir, no sir.”

“Listen, we meant what we said earlier. We want to date you, and I’m not just talking about rutting your brains out either.”

I chuckled.

“I mean… is it something you wanted to do? There’s no reason for you to do so. I think you’re a good stallion and deserve some love. Even if it doesn’t last for long, we want to give it a shot for you.”

“Wow… I didn’t think I would get two coltfriends, let alone a pair of husbands.”

“So… do you wanna?”

“I mean… as long as I’m not getting in the way.”

“You won’t be.”

“Maybe it’s because I just had a fantastic first time but… yeah, I guess I could give it a shot.” I said with a yawn.

I felt Soarin hug me tighter.

Needless to say, my first time isn’t common, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. You might say that I got lucky that night, that I had landed a real relationship with ponies that I would otherwise believe to be out of reach for me. That I had finally found someone that made me feel desired as they are towards me.

What more could I possibly ask?

End.