Midnight Snack

by Holtinater

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Sunburst, Sex, Thorax, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance
Length: 1529

It's No Nut November, and Thorax isn't doing too hot.

It's No Nut November, and Thorax isn't doing too hot.

Thanks, as always, goes out to my wonderful boyfriend AuroraDawn for helping edit.

Published 2021-06-16 04:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2021-06-16 04:30:01 UTC

Nighttime Troubles

Thorax was wide awake at 2am. He knew he shouldn’t be, and that it really was about time that he fell asleep, but something kept him up.

Something that was long, hard, and throbbing.

November had hit him hard. His boyfriend, Sunburst, had told him of this little game stallions liked to play around the month of November: try not to ejaculate the entire time, comedically dubbed “No Nut November”.

Thorax had often gone for a month or more undercover, and had never come for the duration of more than a few of those missions. Honestly, he thought it would be easy, and that he’d upstage Sunburst significantly while he struggled to keep his composure. He thought he could point out all of the hot young stallions he saw on shopping trips or when going out to eat, watching as Sunburst helplessly fell out of his sheath at just the sight of them.

What had actually happened was much, much different. Apparently, changelings produce many more eggs when they are undisguised, and paired with the nearly unending amount of love coming from Sunburst and two weeks of no release, Thorax was full in places he didn’t think were possible.

His balls were three times the size they usually were, absolutely packed full of eggs, desperately begging to be deposited somewhere, anywhere. Even right onto the floor would be better than being stuck where they were. Every single step he took reminded him of his backlog. The heavy weight pulling on his crotch, the impact of them hitting his thighs as they swayed back and forth…

His ovipositor hadn’t fared much better. It was like it had a mind of its own. The folds at the tip often opened and closed with seemingly no reason, inviting in the cold air to his warm, moist folds. They flexed and clawed in a fruitless attempt at connecting to something that could take his load.

Which led him here. 2am on a weekend, two weeks into No Nut November, with a full clutch ready in his heavy balls, staring at Sunburst’s lips.

It had been cleared between them for ages that they could use each other sexually during the night, as long as they didn’t have anything going on in the morning. Thorax had once woken up after a recurring nightmare about Queen Chrysalis had left him feeling as cold on the inside as he was on the outside, and sought to rectify that by putting Sunburst’s warmth as deep in himself as it could go. It made going back to sleep a different kind of difficult, though far more enjoyable.

And so he stared. Sunburst’s mouth was wide open, as if he was snoring. A light amount of drool matted the orange fur around his lips, especially at the corners. Thorax could almost feel his hot breaths, even though they were pointed up and away from him.

It wasn’t much, but it was a warm, wet hole, and that was all it had to be.

Thorax groaned as his balls churned, another egg having been added. He closed his eyes and tried not to focus on the physical strain as the skin was pulled taught around the eggs, his pulsating ovipositor pushing out another glob of green goo, lubricating the way and preparing his length for being stretched.

He couldn’t take it anymore.

Thorax shakily stood up on the bed, turned around, and moved to stand over Sunburst. His ovipositor hung down directly in front of Sunburst’s open mouth. His folds were spread wide open, knowing that in just a few seconds contact would be made, and that they would finally be able to do what they were designed for. He could now feel Sunburst’s calm, small breaths gently caressing his most sensitive flesh.

The weight in his balls quickly overtook him, and he dropped the last required inch. Two of the folds grasped onto the top half of his muzzle, just around his nose, with the last wrapping under his chin. The muscles in the folds, plus the sticky green goo, would make separating tricky for a pony.

The effect was immediate. Thorax’s top half collapsed as a mountain of pleasure surged through his entire system. His nerves were lightning, and he could swear there were sparks flying off his horn. He couldn’t unclench his eyes enough to check. All he could do was press his face into his coltfriend’s stomach as the very first egg made its way to its new home.

The first one was always the most amazing. The feeling of the depths of his ovipositor being stretched to their limits as it pushed along its cargo was enough to make him bite his hoof to keep himself from screaming. There was pain, there was pleasure, there was love, and dear Celestia so much love.

He groaned as the egg completed its journey, being deposited directly onto Sunburst’s tongue. He felt Sunburst shiver and stiffen, his body detecting something that definitely wasn’t usual for sleeping.

There was only a single moment to relax before another egg worked its way into his urethra. If he could pry his face away from the unicorn’s belly, he could watch as the egg distended his shaft and watch as it went down, down, down…

Thorax moaned loudly, the second one pushing into Sunburst’s mouth, forcing the first one further in. With it came a deluge of thick goop, meant to help push the huge egg along, now having finished its job.

Thorax could have sworn he heard something from Sunburst, and he felt him shift a bit, but his mind was too lost as another egg came in. Then another. They were coming more frequently now, finding it easier to move through the now well-used passage. Then they were spat out, pushing themselves even further into the unicorn.

Thorax was being loud, making all sorts of noises around his hoof as he had the best and longest orgasm of his life. Eggs were coming and going, impossible to keep track of now. His ovipositor was filled with as many eggs could fit in its length at a time, slowly emptying his huge balls.

Sunburst’s hooves were gripping Thorax’s sides, his own dick hard now as well, twitching and spurting precum in time with the eggs he was swallowing. Thorax realized that this meant that he was now awake, but that hardly registered for him. What did register was the fact that his head had slowly raised as egg after egg forced its way into Sunburst’s stomach.

Thorax couldn’t think, and so he didn’t remember what dinner was, but he hoped for Sunburst’s sake that he went to bed hungry.

After cumming for what felt like ten years but was more likely ten minutes, Thorax’s ovipositor folds lost their grip after such extended use, and he detached from Sunburst, falling to the side of him. He quickly placed his hooves and magic on the member, trying in vain to replicate the feeling of being attached to a pony. He only had a few eggs left to lay.

Getting back to Sunburst would take far too much time. He was laying right now. He needed something… something…

Thorax laid on his back, then bucked his legs up into the air, his open ovipositor directly above his face, a glowing green orb peeking through, desperately pleading to be put somewhere safe.

He contorted himself as much as he could until his lips met soft green flesh, his tongue tracing circles around the incoming egg. With a splash, it burst into his mouth, far bigger than he had anticipated. Before he was ready, another came through, forcing him to choke down his own eggs. There weren’t many, but as exhausted as the ling already was, it took the rest of his energy to swallow them all.

Finally, with his ovipositor becoming flaccid and pulling away from his mouth, his empty balls feeling light as a feather, and a smile (and more than a little of his own cum) on his face, he was able to relax.

He rolled over, a content glow on his cheeks as he finally took a good look at the results of his work. Sunburst was rubbing his belly, moaning and groaning as the eggs settled in his stomach. His cock was twitching hard, pressed against his belly and throbbing with each shivering squirm from its owner.

“Ah… ahhh!” Sunburst’s dick flared, and a second later the first of many streams of hot cum shot out, spraying the unicorn’s face and stomach with two weeks of his own stored seed. He made no attempt to keep the sticky mess from coating him, and Thorax basked in the waves of love radiating from his coltfriend as the orgasm finally ended.

“T-told you…” Sunburst finally gasped from beside Thorax as his shaft started to recede back into its sheath.

Thorax sighed contentedly, lazily laying a hoof on Sunburst’s stretched stomach as he dragged himself the short distance necessary to kiss him. There was little passion in it, but still so, so much love.

He had never been happier to be wrong.