“I think it’s a great idea, personally” Zoala said confidently, cocking his head with a challenging stare.
It wasn’t a great idea. It really wasn’t any kind of idea other than funny. Maybe interesting. Some could really consider an idea like this a joke.
“You have to be joking,” Sunburst said with consternation, or as close as his chirpy voice could come to such an authoritative tone.
“Hmm.” Zoala took Sunburst’s plate from the counter, ferrying it over and gently putting his colt-friend’s breakfast down in front of him. Fried oats and a country style omelette (vegetarian of course, they aren’t animals) all served hot. Sunburst smiled. Having Zoala stay over for the night, one would think, would be good because of the sex. However, with how good of a cook Zoala was, one could accuse Sunburst of bedding his Zebra assistant just to get good breakfasts.
One courteous thank you later they were both eating, sitting simply and enjoying the morning. This had been their process for almost a month now: Zoala would stay the night after they went out on a date and in the morning they would eat before going to work together. The only hitch in todays schedule was that it would be a half day, with Sunburst cutting work early to get ready for dinner with his mother.
Stellar Flare wasn’t one for warnings; she acted spontaneously and often on a whim. No sooner had Sunburst found out she was coming to visit before she had already booked their reservation at a restaurant and packed her bags to stay in his guest room. Which was fine, really. His mother could be a bit much, but Sunburst hadn’t seen her in a while. It would be nice to catch up at least. She would of course ask him if he was seeing a mare and if he had any foals on the way, though.
“It isn’t that I don’t think you look cute in skirts and panties and stuff,” Sunburst spoke through a bite of food before swallowing, “and it isn’t even that I don’t think you could pass. You probably could if you put on some contour and eyeliner to cover your face a bit. I just don’t think it’s a good idea to try and trick my mother.”
“It isn’t meant to be mean or anything, it’s just meant to buy you some time.” Zoala meandered on his words, not wanting to press the issue harder than it needed to be pressed.
“I know she is going to be disappointed I won’t give her foals, so why would I get her hopes up by making her think I’m dating a mare?” Sunburst leaned in a bit, peering at Zoala who was still picking at his food.
“Tell her I’m infertile then. That way her hopes aren’t raised. Look, you’re the one who was talking about how you want to have this conversation on your own terms and you were afraid she would ambush you.” Zoala flicked his eyes up to meet Sunburst’s across the table for just a moment, letting his deep green eyes finish his argument for him.
“Even if we don’t get her hopes up about foals, it’s still mean to play tricks on ponies,” Sunburst harrumphed.
“She has played jokes on you before. Ponies play jokes.” Zoala could feel Sunburst being pulled over like a fish on a line.
“If you just get off to seeing if you pass we can go on some dinner dates or something.” Sunburst wriggled on the line.
“Yes, but you want to see me pass in a risky situation.” Zoala reeled him in.
“Hmmm.” Sunburst croaked. He was beat.
“Besides, at the very least it will be entertaining.” Zoala let some shreds of his accent seep through like a seductive lure.
“Fine. I’m sure it won’t go that poorly.”
***
Sweet Celestia could Zoala look good. He looked good normally, but this was special good. It was a black dress, pretty standard affair. The material of the dress was so glossy that the dress had a sheen when it caught the light, making it perfectly balance with Zoalas stripes. The way the light shimmered off of it again tapered in the more masculine curves of his figure and slimmed him a bit. He had shorn down his fetlocks and had a silver hooflet on his left hoof. Other than that a simple, if slightly risqué for the situation, choker covered his Adam’s apple, and a small amount of eyeshadow and eyeliner brought the focus of his face up to his eyes.
“No contour?” Sunburst questioned.
“That’s a weird way to say ‘you’re beautiful.’ But I figure your mother has never seen a zebra before most likely, so most of the little things can be explained away with that.” Zoala walked up to where Sunburst was sitting, spinning to give him a 360 view of the outfit, stopping to give him a good view of his hindquarters.
The dress didn’t have a tail-hole, instead Zoala’s tail was pressed down by the fabric and stuck out of the bottom of the back of the dress. It was a relatively low cut too, barely coming down around Zoala’s curvaceous thighs. Sunburst, feeling a little frisky from anticipation and nerves, gripped his aura around the end of Zoala’s tail, gently lifting it. Zoala giggled a bit at the flirty gesture before going quiet as Sunburst pulled his tail all the way up, riding the dress up all the way and exposing his plump flanks.
Just as his tail was lifted all the way he reached a hoof back and swatted it down playfully. “We can have fun with the dress later Mr. Hoofsy. For now we need to finish getting ready.”
“Going commando, pretty bold of a choice. I know I saw you wearing panties that one time.” Sunburst was as transparent as a window with what he wanted sometimes.
“I don’t know where they went. It’s like they disappeared without an explanation,” Zoala explained, turning back around to face Sunburst. He craned his neck up and kissed him on the chin; one, two little pecks before Sunburst tilted his head down and met his lips. It was a short but gentle kiss. “Are you sure about this,” Zoala asked, giving Sunburst an honest and fair chance to reconsider this whole ruse.
“Y-yes. If anything it might be fun. Mom always could take a joke well, if things do go wrong I mean...”
***
The evening was going surprisingly well. Stellar Flare was getting along well with Sunburst's "marefriend," Zalila. Zalila couldn't talk much because she had a sore throat, you see--that being a pretty clean last minute lie that Sunburst had concocted to explain Zoala's voice--but even with the limited speaking, Stellar found plenty to like. Zalila was polite, she was interesting, her accent and appearance invoked this worldly wonder, allowing the very home-set Stellar Flare to oggle at her son's cosmopolitan life. She quickly lost herself in questions, thankfully ones that were normally either simple answers or things Sunburst could step in and speak with some authority on.
Zoala was doing pretty well. Sunburst could tell how much he was enjoying the act. All of his affectations were skewed with such an exaggerated but enthusiastic femininity that it wrapped around from being ridiculous to being convincing. When they had entered the restaurant he had sashayed his hips so thoroughly Sunburst wondered if he was keeping up an invisible hula hoop. When he did speak it was in sharp, heavily inflected bursts that seemed almost cartoonish in their girlishness.
They had a nice table at one of the most okay restaurants in the Crystal Empire, somewhere that would both satisfy Sunburst's need to provide a good meal for his mother and Stellar's need to make sure her son didn't "go through too much trouble on her behalf." She sat across the circular table from them, the sequins on her red gown catching the warm light of the ambiance.
Sunburst couldn't spend the whole evening being relieved that the plan was working or enjoying seeing his mother again. Problems had to arise. Arise he did.
"I'll be back in just a moment, Sunny, I have to go freshen up."
As soon as she had stepped far enough away to be out of earshot Zoala, dropping his voice to its normal pitch, spoke, "I have a little issue."
"This night has been going so well, Zee," Sunburst spoke while staring at his mother as she walked across the establishment.
"Sunny, I can't get up."
Sunburst dragged his gaze away slowly and looked at Zoala with some puzzlement. "Is your leg asleep?"
"No, more the opposite problem. Something else is quite awake."
The two sat for a moment, Sunburst staring into Zoala's green eyes, beautifully framed by his makeup, a look of both worry and arousal practically smeared on his face. Sunburst internalized the issue, his coltfriend couldn't get up because his massive cock would be visible in his tight, sexy dress, a problem Sunburst was sure everypony had to face at some point or another, no reason to worry. He listened to the light bustle of the crowd for a moment before calmly responding, "just think of something else for a bit and get it to go down."
"I don't think it will go down in time."
"W-why not?"
"Well it gets harder and harder whenever your mother is around."
"Dude, what the hell!?"
Zoala gave a little defensive wave of his hoof. "Not anything like that. It's just that this whole little ruse is pretty exciting. It's just like what you said, I do get off on all of this a little bit." Zoala gave a sheepish grin.
"Okay...then take a chance to go to the bathroom and jerk off." Sunburst waved his hoof in front of him as he searched for more prospective answers.
"Which bathroom!? If I go to the mare's room to do that I could land myself on a sex offender registry, and walking into the colt's room like this would draw too much attention. Plus your mother could see me." Sunburst slowly let his gaze sink to his plate, trying to come up with anything else. Zoala went on, "we just finished dessert too, so I don't think it will be long before we have to leave. The only thing I can think of is that the table cloths go all the way to the floor."
It was like Sunburst was running on a treadmill that had suddenly been turned off, the way his mind lurched at what seemed to be such a non-sequitur. "What?"
"You know? If you wouldn't mind a second dessert?" The implications simply oozed off of Zoala's words.
Sunburst could've eaten through the floor with how acidic his glare was becoming.
"I can try my best to will it down I guess," Zoala said with a shrug, a light thump on the bottom of the table accompanying him. "I'm sure the safe bet is to hope your mother won't notice my throbbing cock when we go to leave." He flexed his cock a few more times, making several light thuds as it bounded off of the table over and over. Time was ticking.
Looking around quickly, Sunburst found a nice moment to quietly slip under the table. It was pretty dark, but the slim beams of light that slipped under the bottom of the table cloth managed to find their way to the glistening head of Zoala's cock.
He was quite leaky, and already throbbing and flared. He had been sitting so pretty the entire night while this monster went unchecked, Sunburst thought to himself. Well, no time to dilly-dally. Zoala's massive member was no stranger to Sunburst. While he was more acquainted with Zoala's ass, or really his own cock was, he had sucked enough of his coltfriend's cock that it was becoming a formal part of his diet.
He flattened his tongue against the head, holding it with his left hoof as he swabbed globs of salty precum off of the end. He moved his right hoof down to the base and began to make a steady effort at jerking Zoala off. He wondered what kind of funny faces Zoala must be making to try and stay inconspicuous up there. As he thought about it he pursed his lips against the head and more or less made out with Zoala's dick. Sloppy lip movement and the odd lick to get as much of the precum as possible, he let his hooves to most of the heavy lifting as he relegated himself to licking and sucking on the head. He knew trying to do more with such a massive member would only leave his jaw sore.
The whole ordeal melted around him for the time being. He needed to take the chance to suck Zoala off more often. The two had a very comfortable groove together in bed, the groove being Zoala's tight asshole, but Sunburst did like the times when he got to venture around to the front. He closed his eyes and focused on his movements. With every pump of his hoof he could feel Zoala tense up a bit. Every so often a stroke would land perfectly and Sunburst could feel him flare just a bit more, normally being rewarded with a little bit of precum to lap up in the process.
His wide head was the perfect target for licks and kisses too. Taking the chance to run his tongue around the ridge of his flare every so often, Sunburst could feel from his body language that he was close. He could feel Zoala tighten his groin muscles, home stretch. A chair Squeaked.
Sunburst froze. With a quiet but very wet sound, he popped his lips off of the dick in front of him and turned, wide eyed, to see his mothers back hooves pulled into her chair. He saw more than her back hooves actually, as it seemed that she had taken a page out of Zoala's notes and gone commando. Beyond the point, things had gone from bad to blowjob to worse in a very short span.
Muffled talking. Presumably Zoala making an excuse for Sunburst. More talking. A laugh. Sunburst did his best to stay away from his mothers restless hooves. He kept Zoala's slightly tamed but still hard cock in his hoof out of habit. A few more words and then she scooted back, her legs pulling the cloth aside just a bit as she did so, leaving Sunburst, zebra cock in hoof, very briefly displayed to the world. He could've sworn a mare looked over and saw him.
As soon as she was gone again Sunburst prepared to come back out from under the table to see what the plan was, only to turn and see Zoala midway through coming under to meet him.
"I asked her to go get my coat from the coat check so I could pay--I'll pay by the way, sorry for the trouble--so we have a minute. The line up front was pretty long, but I don't want to take the risk of waiting for your hoof to get me off." As he was speaking Zoala was hiking his dress up bit by bit until it hooked into the curves of his hips.
"So what's the plan then?" Sunburst shifted as Zoala laid on his back on the floor. He brought his back hooves up as high as he could reach them, using his front hooves to hold them up on either side of his head. His massive cock draped itself across his torso in this position, leaving the head of his cock, still messed with precum and Sunburst's spit, resting against his cheek.
His ass was now open to Sunburst. Zoala took a deep breath, the dim light under the table barely catching his green eyes as he mouthed "quickly."
Sunburst did not bring lube to dinner, however after tonight he made a mental note to never be so unprepared again, so he scooted back and went to work. His mother would be proud, he thought, she had commented earlier that he really should order salad as a side instead of fries.
He gathered as much saliva on his tongue as he could, going for efficiency more than enjoyment at this point. He slithered his tongue right over the center of Zoala's ponut. He wriggled around the ridge for a second, spreading the spit as evenly as he could, before rewetting his tongue and taking the plunge. His snout mushed into Zoala's taint as he wiggled his tongue inside Zoala's coltpussy.
He slid his tongue in as far as it could go, very familiar at this point with the process of eating Zoala out. He felt his tongue rake over the bump of Zoala's prostate and, upon feeling his coltfriend squirm under the attention, almost stayed there for a moment to enjoy it. However, this was only an appetizer, and the sausage Zoala ordered was pretty much ready.
He withdrew his tongue, leaving a line of spittle as he went, and crawled on top of Zoala. In such a tight space, Sunburst was left laying face to face with him as he lined himself up, doing so off of the muscle memory at this point. He swiveled his hips and felt the heat of Zoala's twitching rod as it was propped up between them. He lined himself up properly and, seeing no need to draw things out, pressed forward slowly. He locked lips with Zoala as the two moaned into each others mouths.
Once Sunburst had finally eased himself balls deep into Zoala's hungry ass he finally regained enough composure to realize that Zoala's flaring cock head was right up against his cheek in this position. Zoala had said before that, given his giftedness, he was no stranger to autofellatio, but had never found it very enjoyable. However Sunburst, having a respectable enough cock, but also a larger frame that kept him from being able to do such a thing, found it quite arousing to see.
He began to grind his hips in a tight, powerful motion, driving the base end of his cock in and out just enough to get a response from Zoala while being quick and, more importantly, not drawing his face too far away as to break the kiss. He leaned his head to the side and let Zoala's cock slide right next to where there lips locked. Once he had freed his tongue from Zoala's mouth--Zoala was quite fond of sucking on Sunburst's tongue, flicking it from side to side, during their makeouts--he darted it to the side and took a nice sampling from the side of Zoala's cock head, bringing the mouthful of precum that came with it back over to Zoala and licking his coltfriend's lips. Zoala brought his tongue out and licked his lips, and then licked Sunburst's outstretched tongue, cleaning his own cum off of it, before sucking Sunburst's tongue back into his mouth.
Sunburst let instinct take over. Zoala took control of the kiss, and Sunburst simply left his mouth open and allowed Zoala to go to town. He licked Sunburst's teeth, sucked his lips, and wormed his tongue all around Sunburst's, regularly just taking it between his lips and sucking at it. Meanwhile Sunburst focused on getting power in each of his tight thrusts. The meaty plaps of his pelvis slapping against Zoala's firm ass cheeks soon filled the space under the table. Feeling Zoala begin to clench his groin muscles again he thought home stretch.
The black dress! Sunburst broke the kiss and looked worriedly over, bringing his mouth at an awkward angle to try and lick the tip of Zoala's cock clean to prevent any of it from staining the dress. He sped up his humping. Zoala caught on to the problem, realizing that as he got closer and closer to finally cumming, he was leaking like a faucet. He brought a hoof up and put the head of his cock right over his mouth, darting his tongue out over and over to catch as much of his cum as he could.
Sunburst licked and sucked at the tip along with Zoala, the two constantly meeting their lips and tongues with each other as they slurped away. Zoala let out a light moan and, knowing how close he was, brought his head down, barely fitting his flared member into his mouth. Sunburst took the signal and put all of his power into thrusting, spearing Zoala over and over as he relentlessly rounded home.
The noise, the smell, the indiscretion of it all, it all melted away as Sunburst was fully overtaken by the primal, guttural instinct to rut Zoala into oblivion. He grimaced as each thrust felt like it went a little deeper than the last. He felt his balls clench and his abdomen tighten, and was pleased to feel that in his final moments Zoala's cock started to spasm between them. His massive meat-pole twitched uncontrollably as Zoala's eyes widened. Sunburst would be more than happy to share the load as it were in just a moment. First he was was easing himself into his last few strokes, feeling his own cock twitch inside of Zoala's clenched ponut as he let loose rope after rope of his spunk.
Desperate moans drew him out of his stupor and he leaned his head down, meeting with Zoala's mouth as they passed the head of his dick between them. While Zoala had undoubtedly gotten the lions share of his load, Sunburst knew how uncommonly (apparently even for Zebra) verile his coltfriend was. He ground his hips a bit, milking out the last of his own orgasm, as Zoala moaned through a mouth full of cum, jetting load after load against the roof of Sunburst's mouth. He had really been building up to this all night. Sunburst had no idea how many mouthfuls Zoala had gone through, but he had to swallow 3 times just to avoid having it end up coming out of his nose.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, and what must've felt like bliss for Zoala, the Zebra's balls were drained. Sunburst could feel his cock wilt between them, slowly drawing all the way back into its unassuming sheath. Sunburst gave Zoala a quick open mouthed kiss that doubled as a chance to offload the rest of Zoala's cum. He only had to open his mouth for the Zebra and he hungrily raked his tongue across every inch of Sunburst's mouth, gulping down his own cum as he went. Wasting no time, save the chance to boop his snout against Zoala's, he dismounted and moved down to Zoala's ass again. Not too much of a mess had seeped out. Some quick licking around and some elbow grease left things looking squeaky clean. For good measure Sunburst snaked his tongue back up into Zoala, eliciting a relaxed moan from the Zebra, and did a quick but thorough job of making sure not a drop of cum would give away their activities.
He pulled back and wiped his mouth with his hooves as Zoala shimmied his dress back down. Only now, as cocks were back in sheaths and cum was cleaned, did he notice an entirely different smell under the table. He also noticed the impatient tapping of restless hooves. Wide eyed once again, he turned to look his mother directly in her winking snatch.
The chair was already stained enough to make Sunburst think she had to have cum. Either that or she was uncontrollably wet. In any case, her hoof was idly teasing around her vulva at this point, slowing down in the current din before she whispered just loud enough to be heard, "are you done under there, Sunny?"
Mortified, Sunburst slowly reemerged from under the table, peeking to see that nopony was looking. "Both of you come up now, quick, no one will see." She didn't seem mad.
The two of them shot up, retaking their seats as though they had never left them. Stellar Flare smiled at them. Sunburst noted that the check seemed to already be paid and the tip was already left. He stayed silent.
"Sorry I got a little carried away. Being honest the smell got to me, but I just couldn't bear to interrupt, figuring you must be in heat to be ornery enough to do that," she made a little hoof gesture, "don't wanna ruin my chances at grandfoals, you know."
They then walked to the curb, said their goodbyes, and Stellar walked with Sunburst back to his house where she would stay. The whole time she politely didn't acknowledge the cum still in his goatee.
Author's Note
Finally back. Figured this is a good low stakes story to do a sequel for, but hopefully I can post regularly again.
