Is Paved with Love Confessions
As the sun rose above the buildings of Ponyville, Sandbar felt the light landing from his mane to the tip of his muzzle as he tried to reach for his lover. As his hoof landed on the pillows, his eyes fluttered open to see the other side of the bed was empty, only countless brown hairs remaining where his yakfriend once was. Taking the sheets of the pillows, the bed, as well as the blankets, Sandbar dragged them to the washing machine in the next room. Sure, this was something the stallion had to do everyday with a yak as his partner, but he had gotten used to it weeks after they moved in together. Depositing it all into the washing machine and starting it, Sandbar whistled a tune to himself as he noticed that the kitchen was empty. Sandbar chuckled and shook his head, knowing that Yona wouldn’t wait for him to wake up, eating breakfast in a hurry and getting to Rarity as soon as she could. Sandbar would usually show up a while after her, and unless the boutique was busy, Rarity was indifferent to how late or early they came in.
After getting himself a cup of coffee, he sat down at the table by himself and held it in his hooves, staring down at the brown liquid. He pictured the big yak, and recalled how they had been dating for nearly a year, and that he planned on taking her out to dinner to celebrate. But he still had to make a certain purchase in order to ask her something at said dinner. And since Rarity had mentioned it’d be slower that day, Sandbar made up his mind and finished his coffee, getting up and trotting to the door.
As he used his muzzle to swing the door open, Sandbar noticed an envelope resting on the ground right outside his home. Glancing to the left and right, noticing nopony nearby, Sandbar picked up the envelope in his teeth and walked back inside. As soon as he closed the door, he dropped the envelope on the table and tore it open, careful not to tear into the actual paper inside. Straightening out the paper, Sandbar read out the written letter:
Dear Sandbar,
Hey, it’s Gallus. No point in hiding it after what happened several months ago. Remember when I walked in on you two kissing, and then I stopped talking to you? Well, it wasn’t because I was embarrassed about walking in on you two. My heart broke that day, but you couldn’t possibly know how I would feel. Sure, Ponyville is a lot more accepting than back at home, but how could I come out and tell you how I felt after what I had just witnessed? I’m really sorry that I didn’t send this letter to you sooner, or have the balls to tell you everything to your face, but I’ve never loved any griffon or creature as much as I loved you. You’re my best friend, but I want so much more than that.
If you don’t feel the same way, just tell me to stop, and I’ll leave you and Yona in peace.
Love From,
Gallus
“Hey Sandbar!” Yona chirped as her wide-eyed coltfriend walked into the boutique, his hoofsteps slow as he stared at her. “Everything alright?”
“Y-Yeah, totally fine!” Sandbar’s eyes darted from Rarity, who had her back turned to him, and then back to Yona’s puzzled expression. “So what’s been happening?”
“Just designing a dress for a wedding, darling,” Rarity glanced back at Sandbar just as he flinched. “Goodness, your yakfriend was right! You do seem on edge, dear. Got the coffee jitters?”
“Um, yep! That’s exactly what it is!” Sandbar nodded. “And you, Yona?”
“Yona’s reorganizing buttons and spools, perhaps you could sweep around here?” Yona suggested. Sandbar nodded and nearly tripped as he galloped over to the closet and pulled out a broom and dustpan, setting the dustpan down as he started sweeping with the handle held in his teeth. Staring down at the dirty particles, his heart pounding away in his chest, Sandbar knew that this shouldn’t be a problem. He could just reject Gallus, get married to Yona, and the two would go on with their lives. It would be as easy as finding Gallus’ home and asking one of the girls that the griffon was roommates with to speak to him.
His heart tugged him to wherever Gallus was, but he couldn’t bring himself to execute the plan that he kept visualizing in his head. In fact, another part of the letter stood out to him entirely: they hadn’t seen each other in months. He could only imagine the griffon’s cocky grin and deep blue eyes lighting up at the sight of Sandbar. Sandbar’s heart skipped a beat, as he decided on how to spend his afternoon. Even though he wasn’t ready to talk about everything Gallus confessed in the letter, it couldn’t hurt to stop by and visit several of his dearest friends.
Right?
Upon finishing his brief shift at Rarity’s boutique, the afternoon heat of the summer was beating down on him as he made his way to the house near the School of Friendship. With all of Gallus’ roommates being teachers there, Headmare Starlight Glimmer made sure to locate them as close as possible. Stopping at the door to their house and wiping sweat out of his mane with one hoof, Sandbar then knocked on the door and took a step back. Taking a deep breath in and out, Sandbar flinched as the door swung open and revealed a tall hippogriff with a wavy mane and a wide grin.
“Sandbar!” Silverstream lunged for the stallion and hugged him, squeezing oxygen out of his lungs as he weakly pawed at her forelegs. “Oh my gosh, I haven’t seen you around in forever!”
“You...came to our boutique...last week,” Sandbar gasped between breaths, hitting the ground side first as Silverstream dropped him. Giving a loud inhale, Sandbar then got up on his four hooves and found himself being dragged into the house by the grinning hippogriff before he could say anything.
“Close the door! You’re going to let flies in!” An all-too-familiar raspy growl echoed from the upstairs of the house. Silverstream let go of Sandbar’s hoof and rolled her eyes, using one of her hind legs to kick the door shut.
"Smolder! Ocellus! Sandbar came to visit!" Silverstream squealed.
"Hi Sandbar! What brings you here?" Ocellus flew down the stairs, her wings buzzing about as she flew to Sandbar and gave him a hug that felt as light as a feather compared to the last hug he received. As Smolder flew down and joined the three of them, Sandbar let out a strained laugh as he ran his hoof through his mane.
"I can't say hi to my best friends for the heck of it?" Sandbar felt heat coming to his face as Smolder tilted her head and narrowed her eyes at him.
"Not when you haven't come here in months," Smolder huffed. "He's out getting groceries by the way. I hope-"
Ocellus lurched forward and whispered in Smolder's ear, the dragon rolling her eyes and letting out a fire-filled snort as she turned her back to Sandbar, slowly flying back up the stairs.
"I can't watch this," Smolder growled. "Let me know when Sandbar leaves."
Moments after Smolder disappeared up the stairs, Sandbar jumped as he heard the door slam close. Sandbar frowned as he looked at Ocellus and Silverstream, their eyes on him as the former spoke.
"So I take it you got the letter?" Ocellus asked.
“Yes,” Sandbar gulped, feeling small under the gaze of his two friends. “He told you guys?”
“He tried hiding it from us, but after the twelfth time Smolder saw him staring at the wall, Smolder demanded to know what was going on,” Ocellus shook her head as a faint smile and blush appeared on her face. “That fiancee of mine, you know how she can be when it comes to her friends.”
“Of course, I’m just not used to being on the receiving end of her,” Sandbar chuckled, feeling lightheaded as he remembered the orange dragon attempting to tear him apart with her eyes alone. “Don’t worry, I-”
The door opened, Gallus struggling into the house with a bag on each shoulder and one held by his beak. Sandbar ignored the spontaneous increased beating of his heart as he rushed over and grabbed the third grocery bag with his teeth, his muzzle briefly brushing against Gallus’ beak in the process. Getting a glimpse of Gallus’ wide eyes staring into his eyes, Sandbar took the bag from his beak and looked away, feeling his face heat up as well as his insides. Trotting over to a nearby counter, Sandbar set down the bag and looked at Gallus as he set the remaining two bags on the counter as well. Landing beside Sandbar, Gallus didn’t have that cocky smirk that Sandbar imagined. Instead, he stared at the ground and brushed one talon against the other, slowly looking up at Sandbar like a colt caught in the cookie jar.
"Did you um...want to talk somewhere private?" Sandbar suggested, feeling the girls' eyes on both of them. Gallus nodded, turning around and flying up the stairs without a word.
"Please just…" Ocellus frowned, looking down at the ground.
"I won't hurt him, I promise," Sandbar told them before he walked away from the kitchen counter and trotted up the stairs. As he disappeared out of view, Silverstream and Ocellus looked at each other.
"Wait, when he rejects Gallus, won't he be hurt no matter how gently he breaks his heart?" Silverstream asked.
"That's assuming Sandbar actually rejects him," Ocellus replied.
"But what about Yona?" Silverstream's eyes widened as she looked past Ocellus and at the staircase. "No matter what happens, somecreature gets hurt!"
"We're just going to have to trust that Sandbar makes the right choice..."
Sandbar walked into Gallus' room, a bed with dark red blankets at the center of the room, with the walls decorated with posters of armed stallions, the poster across the bed being the one that caught Sandbar's attention: a large poster with Shining Armor as Captain of the Royal Guard, his stoic expression and armor in full display.
"Wow, you have a...thing for stallions in armor?" Sandbar broke the silence, using his hind hoof to close the door as he stared at Gallus, who climbed onto his bed and was looking at the poster of Shining Armor. Sandbar flinched as Gallus broke out into laughter, the sound of his unrestrained laugh flowing throughout the stallion's body as he blushed and felt dizzy and lightheaded as he took in Gallus' smiling beak and bright eyes as he looked over at Sandbar.
"No, no, I've actually been considering training to be part of the Royal Guard for a while now," Gallus explained. "I never really found myself attracted to anycreature until recent."
Gallus had the audacity to give Sandbar a look as he tilted his head and stared at the pony, his tail flicking from side to side as he waited. Sandbar let out a sharp exhale as he sat down on the carpet, looking away from Gallus and staring at one of the posters on the wall.
"I didn't do it," Sandbar muttered.
"You didn't do what?" Gallus asked.
"Didn't fucking buy the ring!" Sandbar snapped, turning his head to glare at Gallus as his tail stopped moving on the bed. "I was about to propose to her, we would've gotten married at the School of Friendship and had a honeymoon in Yakyakistan, and you just had to send that letter and why are you smirking at me like that?!"
"Because," Gallus jumped off the bed and walked up to Sandbar as he dared to press his feathery forehead against Sandbar's forehead. "If you felt nothing towards me, you wouldn’t be freaking out like this.”
“I…” Sandbar’s eyes widened as he got up and walked backwards until his butt hit the wall, Gallus stepping closer with each step he made backwards. Eyes narrowed, licking his beak as he came closer, Gallus pinned Sandbar to the wall by putting his talons against the wall on both sides of Sandbar’s face. Sandbar’s back was now pressed against the wall as Gallus leaned closer.
“And,” Gallus whispered in Sandbar’s ear. “You haven’t told me to stop.”
Sandbar looked down at his forehooves pressed against his chest, knowing very well he could put as much force as possible to knock the feathery fuck off him. But months of kissing Yona, sleeping with Yona, didn’t hold a candle to the sparking inferno that came alive after reading that letter. Losing Gallus in his life had felt like losing a limb, and while Yona was beautiful…
...she wasn’t him.
Gallus leaned forward, and Sandbar parted his lips open as Gallus pressed his beak against the pony’s lips, their chests brushing against each other as Gallus’ tongue rolled into Sandbar’s mouth, a moan escaping the stallion’s mouth as their tongues entwined, and a sharp pain within himself as the moan came out. Pulling back, a strand of saliva keeping them connected, Sandbar’s ears flattened as he stared into Gallus’ eyes.
“Yona,” Sandbar whispered.
“What about her?” Gallus asked with a slight frown. “Do you need to break it off first?”
Sandbar looked at the door, considering it until he noticed a fierce warmth between his legs. Looking down, the griffon’s cock rested against his. Several inches longer, a tad thicker, and fuzzier, and having a plump pair of balls right beneath, it felt like a glimpse of heaven in comparison to Yona’s hairy snatch. Not to mention, Sandbar could have sex with the griffon without going to the hospital every so often. And he couldn’t walk away, not with his fully erect cock pressing against Gallus’. An inferno had already started, and there was only one real way to put it out.
“No, I don’t,” Sandbar grinned before he lunged, knocking Gallus onto his bed before pressing his lips against his lover’s beak. Gallus’ eyes widened before he chuckled, his talons gripping the stallion’s ass before he moved Sandbar forward and backward, his dark green cock grinding against Gallus’ furry cerulean cock. Sandbar gasped, allowing his tongue to roll out of his mouth and his eyes to roll to the back of his head as Gallus took control. After a few moments of the new feeling, Gallus rolled to his side and placed Sandbar on the bed alongside him. Gripping his thick cock and pointing the tip in the direction of Sandbar’s face, Gallus smirked.
“In addition to the lube, I’m sure saliva will help ease the discomfort,” Gallus explained. “Unless you wish to break me in?”
“No,” Sandbar shook his head, imagining the unknown experience in which he would be absolutely dominated by this predator’s huge bitchbreaker. There was no debate, and perhaps that fact alone spoke volumes about how he really felt. Sitting up as Gallus rested on his back, slowly stroking his cock, Sandbar dropped his hooves on each side of Gallus’ dick, bringing his muzzle against the rock-hard surface. Taking one long lick up to the tip, and then down all the way to the griffon’s balls, Sandbar leaned forward and took one of Gallus’ balls in his mouth, the soft texture and musky smell doing wonders for his neglected cock pressing against his stomach. Barely hearing a “fuck” muttered from Gallus, Sandbar grinned as he pulled back from the ball treatment, licking up to Gallus’ tip again. Only this time, as he reached the top of the griffon’s dick, he opened his mouth and took inch after inch of Gallus’ cock in his mouth. Several inches in his mouth, Sandbar stopped as he felt the tip hitting the back of his throat. Glancing down at the remaining part not in his mouth, Sandbar felt a talon patting and rubbing his mane.
“Hey, you don’t need to get it all in at once,” Gallus gently pulled Sandbar off his cock by his mane, lifting him on his four hooves. “Let me get the lube.”
Sandbar felt his heart flutter at Gallus’ tone, having never heard him speak softly or look at anypony that intensely. How did he not notice once? Sandbar was yanked out of his thought process as he felt a talon on his flank, gasping as he felt a cold liquid being moved around inside his asshole.
“Sorry about the talons, trying to be as gentle as I can,” Gallus assured him, pulling his talon out and wiping it on the corner of the bed. Getting onto his bed, taking in the sight of Sandbar’s lubed pucker and the pony’s eyes staring into his as Sandbar looked over his shoulder. Mounting Sandbar, pressing the tip of his cock to Sandbar’s asshole as his talons rested on the pony’s shoulders, Gallus brought his beak to Sandbar’s ear.
“Ready?” Gallus whispered.
“Please, I need it,” Sandbar moaned, pushing back against Gallus’ cock. “Give it to-oh FUCK!”
Gallus chuckled as he covered Sandbar’s mouth with his talon, pushing more of his cock inside Sandbar’s tush as the stallion gave a muffled howl. As he got half of his cock inside, Gallus released his talon from Sandbar’s mouth and stroked his cheek.
“Do you need me to pull out?” Gallus asked.
“No!” Sandbar gasped. “I need more!”
“Well, who am I to deny the beautiful colt what he wants?” Gallus snickered, pushing more cock into Sandbar. Biting his ear with his beak, Gallus grunted as he pulled half of his dick out and slammed it back in, with Sandbar’s head nearly colliding against the headboard. Sandbar lost track of his words, only recalling several begs for Gallus to give it to him as he jackhammered into Sandbar’s hole. As he pulled out, Sandbar was about to demand why he dared to stop.
Gallus jumped off the bed, his wings flapping as he grabbed Sandbar and flipped him, the stallion landing on his back as his head rested on the pillows. Gallus landed back on the bed, grabbing Sandbar by his hindlegs and pulling him closer. Staring into Sandbar’s sea green eyes, Gallus pressed his beak against Sandbar’s lips as he pushed his cock back inside of his partner.
For Sandbar, it was even better than he could’ve hoped for, and after experiencing the soft touches and hard pounding of his best friend-turned-lover, he knew he could never go back to what he had before. Just as he realized this, Sandbar moaned into Gallus’ mouth as he came, his cum painting both their chests and their faces as Gallus went faster. Pulling back from the kiss, his balls slapping against Sandbar’s butt, Gallus grinned.
“Fuckin’ Celestia, I didn’t...even...touch you!” Gallus growled as he let out one more powerful thrust, a barely audible moan coming from his beak as he nearly hilted inside Sandbar, feeling shot after shot of his load entering Sandbar’s asshole, his talons tightly gripping the pony’s shoulders with droplets of blood coming out. Gallus’ grip loosened as his orgasm stopped, and as he fell beside Sandbar with his cock slipping out, Gallus’ eyes widened as he looked at the marks on Sandbar’s shoulders.
“Oh shit, sorry about that,” Gallus blushed. “Could’ve been worse for my first time, at least I didn’t claw your legs off.”
“Wait, hold on,” Sandbar gawked. “That was your first time?!”
“Well, duh,” Gallus rolled his eyes. “I told you in the letter that I’ve never loved any creature as much as you, why would I give this experience to anyone else?”
“I wish I could say the same,” Sandbar frowned.
“Hey, don’t feel bad,” Gallus held Sandbar’s face in his talons. “Yona’s our friend; it would’ve been better than losing your virginity to a stranger.”
“She might not be our friend anymore,” Sandbar pointed out.
“Well, do you want me to be with you when you tell her?” Gallus asked.
“No, this is for me to do alone,” Sandbar decided. “In an hour or two, I better be on my way.”
“Heh, in an hour or two~” Gallus smirked as he jumped onto Sandbar, his beak pressing against the stallion’s lips once more.
Opting out of returning to Yona with cum leaking from his hole, Sandbar was washed up and smelling fruity as he used his key to open the door to their home. Gallus already assured him he’d be willing to share his bed, and the girls gave Sandbar their blessing to live there for a short while. Ocellus and Silverstream were fidgety as Sandbar announced what he planned to do, while Smolder’s stoic expression gave nothing away. Well, it was better than getting burned to a crisp, Sandbar reasoned with himself.
Walking into the house as Yona grinned at him, Sandbar gulped as he approached Yona.
“Yona, we need to talk."
Author's Note
As those who've read my other story, Lovers of a Feather, have noticed, this is my take on what would've happened if Gallus had stayed instead of leaving to Canterlot upon watching Sandbar and Yona kiss. Of course, the story is not required reading for this one. Hope y'all liked it!
