The Fresh Spark of High Socked Boys

by AndwhatIseeisme

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Button Mash, Soarin, Fetish, Comedy, Sex, Rumble, Thunderlane
Length: 5735

Soarin's been in a bit of a funk, growing bored of the typical sex he's been having. Luckily, his good friend Thunderlane comes to him with an idea for something fresh to introduce into his sex life: Colts!

When Thunderlane finds Soarin drinking alone and depressed, he does what any good friend would do: Offer to help by whoring out his brother and another colt to Soarin in order to improve his mood! And so Soarin finds himself fucking Rumble, Button Mash, and Thunderlane the next night. Friendship (and fucking colts) is Magic, after all!

Warnings: Foalcon, gay sex between stallions and colts, incest, group sex, stripping, colts selling themselves for bits, mentions of straight sex happening in the background of one scene.

Proofreading by Deus Foalt

Art by HeshieokFasla

Published 2022-06-24 01:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-06-24 01:40:01 UTC

Thunderlane is a really good friend and brother

Soarin sat in a dark corner of the Wonderbolts' canteen, swirling his cider on the rocks idly as he tried to ignore all the other ponies in the room. It was a pretty normal evening as his teammates all unwound after a long day of training. To his right, Fleetfoot, Misty Fly, and Spitfire were playing a game of pool. A little further into the room, Rainbow Dash was bent over a table as Silver Zoom railed her in the ass. And over at the bar, Lightning Streak and High Winds were doing shots as a few other Bolts cheered them on. They'd all tried to drag Soarin into their fun, but had given up once he'd made it clear that he just wanted to be alone and mope in peace.

"Hey dude, what's up?" A stallion's voice interrupted his brooding, causing him to look up at the newcomer.

"Oh, hey Thunder," he greeted his friend, though his voice remained flat and weary. "Nothing's up, I just kind of want to be alone right now, okay?"

"Yeah, I getcha," Thunderlane stated as he slid into a seat next to Soarin and sat down. "You feel free to sulk alone in silence all you like, and I'll be right here when you want to tell me what's bothering you."

"I told you, nothing's bothering me," Soaring huffed. "Go bother somepony else, Thunder."

"Sorry Soarin, I'm not buying it. I haven't seen a pony looking this down in here since Fleetfoot came down with feather-flu and had to miss the anniversary exhibition show in Canterlot," Thunderlane replied. "Now come on, you know I'm too stubborn to brush off, so either spill your guts or deal with me staring intently at you while you brood all night."

Soaring stared at his teammate for a moment, before shrugging and giving up, knowing exactly how stubborn the other stallion could be. "Fine," he said. "If you must know, though I'm not kidding when I say it's nothing serious. In fact, it's really kind of silly, if I'm being honest."

"Hey, whatever it is, if it's bothering you this much, then it must be pretty serious," Thunderlane said, placing a hoof on Soarin's shoulder. "Just spill it."

"Well, the thing is, I'm just not getting as much out of sex as I used to," Soaring admitted. "It's just kind of lost its spark, ya know?"

"Oh," Thunderlane said lamely. "I mean, that's nothing to be ashamed of for a pony your age. In fact, I think the zebras make a potion for that..."

"Not like that, you ass," Soarin swatted at his friend gently with a wing. "And I'm only five years older than you, so stow that 'for a pony your age' crap, rookie."

"Fine, fine," Thunderlane laughed as he deftly dodged Soarin's wing. "So what's up with you in the bedroom, then? I mean, besides your dick?"

"Ugh, I don't know. Like I said, sex has just kind of lost its spark for me for me recently," Soarin stated. "Like, yeah, fucking some mare's pussy or getting pounded with some stallion's cock up my ass still feels good and all, but it's just kind of, I don't know... routine? Sex used to be fun and exciting, but now it's just kind of just another part of the job, I guess."

"Huh. I suppose I can get that," Thunderlane mused. "We do all have a lot of sex with each other, although I really can't see myself getting tired of it anytime soon."

"Pfft, no kidding," Soarin chided the other stallion. "Between you and Dash over there—" he gestured to where Rainbow Dash was now being spit-roasted on the counter of the bar, "—I don't understand how any actual weather got moved around in Ponyville with both of your libidos on the same weather team."

"Heh, well... Dash always had a way of motivating the team," Thunderlane replied with a wry smile as he watched Dash get fucked. He thought back nostalgically on some of the parties she and her pink earth pony friend used to host to celebrate a successful weather system changeover.

"Yeah, I bet," Soarin laughed. "But the point is, it's just all getting kind of samey to me. I mean, look how much fun she's having up there." He gestured to the mare, who was now winging Fleetfoot's pussy too, while Spitfire began to eat her pussy out. The smile on her face and glint in her eyes made it clear she was having a great time, as did the sound of her moaning around Wave Chill's cock.

"There was a time when I'd be doing just the same as her back when I first joined the Bolts, just hopping up on a table and offering my holes and wings to all takers. It was great," Soarin reflected. "But now, it's just not the same. All the team bonding is just another responsibility to do. It feels good, sure, but so does successfully pulling off a triple loop coming out of a high-altitude dive. I miss when fucking another pony was exciting and new. When every new partner was an opportunity to try out new positions or kinks. I just don't get that out of sex anymore, and it's kind of been bumming me out."

"Alright, I think I get it now," Thunder stated. "And it just so happens, I think I might have a solution to your problem, my friend."

Soarin eyed Thunderlane suspiciously. "I swear to Twilight, Thunder, if your solution is for me to suck your dick, you're going to be on latrine duty for the next month," he warned.

"What? You really think I'd treat my good friend's problems with such levity?" Thunderlane asked, doing his best to feign offense. "No, Soarin, what you need is simple. You need some colts in your life."

"Colts?" Soarin asked.

"Yeah," Thunderlane replied, "you ever fuck a colt before?"

"Yeah, a few times," Soarin answered. "And fillies too, for that matter. That little orange one that hangs around Rainbow Dash all the time isn't bad, but I've never really been all that into foals in general. Too inexperienced, and so small that I'm always nervous I'm gonna hurt them. I don't think that's going to do much to help my problem."

"You're just not fucking the right colts," Thunderlane explained. "Listen, you remember my brother, Rumble?" he asked.

"Yeah, I think so," Soarin replied. "Little grey colt, dark grey mane. He was pretty cute, I suppose. Why?"

"Well, he and his coltfriend started a little side gig recently, hiring themselves out to be fucked for bits. They're both plenty experienced and can take it as rough as you want to give it to them. Trust me, I know better than anypony how well my little bro can take a cock."

"Thunder, are you whoring your younger brother out to me?" Soarin asked incredulously.

"Well, kind of, I guess? Don't worry, I'll cover the price for the night if ya let me join in," Thunderlane answered. "I think it will be good for you, though. You need something new and different to get you out of your funk, and a foursome with me and two completely submissive colts focused on pleasuring us together will be a nice change of pace for you."

"I think you just want to watch me rail your little brother, and maybe get beneath my tail for a bit too," Soarin accused. "But, well... what the hell." He shrugged. "Even if the kids aren't as good as you're boasting, at least I know you can suck a dick with the best of them. There's worse ways to spend a night, I suppose. When do you want to do this?"

"How 'bout tomorrow night. You know where my place in Ponyville is, right?" Thunderlane asked.

"Yeah, alright. Tell you what, you pick up my tab and leave me in peace for the rest of the night, and I'll take you up on your offer," Soarin relented.

"Deal!" Thunderlane agreed. "See you tomorrow then!"

Soarin watched as the happy pegasus trotted away and took a spot in the queue that was forming for a turn riding Rainbow. He took another sip of his cider and wondered if Thunderlane's suggestion might have some merit. Well, regardless, at least he'd have something better to do than mope in the bar tomorrow night.

The following evening, Soaring touched down in front of Thunderlane's house. He took a moment to double-check the address, and then strode confidently up to the door. He knocked twice, and waited for somepony to answer.

He was surprised when a little filly appeared to answer the door. It took him a second to recognize the foal in front of him was actually Thunderlane's brother, dressed up in a pink, frilly dress and black stockings on all four hooves. His mane was done up to appear more feminine, and there was definitely some makeup applied to his face too. If Soarin hadn't met the young colt before, he'd never have guessed that the foal in front of him was a boy.

"Whoa! Bro wasn't kidding when he said he'd nabbed you as a client!" Rumble proclaimed excitedly when he saw the stallion at the door. Soarin felt himself getting a bit aroused as he watched the colt's tail and butt wriggle in anticipation. "Come on in," Rumble offered, stepping aside to let him in. “This is going to be so great."

"Umm, thanks," Soarin said as he stepped inside. "Rumble, right? Got to admit, you look pretty cute in that dress."

"Thanks," Rumble replied, blushing a bit before spinning around to give Soarin a full view of his getup. "Though I think you'll find I look even cuter without it," he added with a wink.

"Well, you and your brother definitely share a lack of subtlety," Soarin teased, smiling as he admired the view. He had to admit, he was defintely getting excited at the thought of fucking this little cutie.

"Ha, sorry," Rumble apologized. "I'm a big fan of the Wonderbolts, and you've been one of my biggest crushes for years. Guess I'm sort of getting ahead of myself."

"Don't worry about it, I'm kind of used to it. You remind me of a little filly I was with once; she could barely stop bouncing off the walls long enough to present herself," Soarin reassured the colt.

"Oh yeah, that was probably Scootaloo, right?" Rumble asked. "She and I go to school together. Can't wait to tell her I finally pulled ahead of her in the count!"

"The count?" Soarin asked.

"Of how many Wonderbolts we've fucked. We're both big fans, and we kind of have a competition going between us," Rumble explained. "You'll be my fifth, which puts me one ahead of her!"

"I see," Soarin muttered, wondering who else among his team Thunderlane had roped into fucking his younger brother. Oh well, those were questions for later. Right now, Soarin had other things on his mind.

"Anyway, I'm sure you're not here to listen to me chatter all night," Rumble said. "Come on, follow me to my room. Bro's already there with my coltfriend Button. Can't leave those two alone for too long or they might tire each other before you even get a chance to fuck them," Rumble joked. "This way."

Soarin followed behind the young colt, eyes roaming freely over his cute rump. Rumble had his tail hiked up, lifting the hem of his dress just high enough for Soarin to get a view of his sack and rod beneath him, and was swishing his butt to and fro as he trotted to his room. The kid definitely knew what he was doing, Soarin mused.

As Rumble led him into his bedroom, Soarin caught sight of the other colt he'd be enjoying that night. Sitting beside Thunderlane was a brown earth pony being gently fondled by the older pegasus. Button was wearing pink stockings and a frilly black dress, a color-swapped version of Rumble's attire. The hem of the dress was pushed up to his chest, and Soarin admired the colt's cock and balls as they were being teased by Thunderlane's hoof.

"Geez, you two really couldn't wait the five minutes it took me to answer the door and come back?" Rumble asked.

"Sorry little bro, you know I can't resist your little coltfriend's dick that long," Thunderlane responded, the apology coming off a little insincere as he continued to stroke the colt. He turned his gaze to Soarin. "Hey Soarin, glad you could make it. What do you think of my brother and his friend?"

"They're cute enough for me to think they were a couple of fillies if I didn't know better," Soarin stated. "Though that's a pretty impressive package you've got your hooves on over there."

"Yeah, well. Earth ponies, dude," Thunderlane replied simply.

"Yeah, I know," Soarin stated, a slight hint of envy in his voice.

"Uh-huh," Rumble nodded in assent, the shared resignation between the three pegasi hovering in the air.

Button shrugged as he watched the dejection flash upon the three other faces. "What can I say? Earth ponies plow their seed deep."

"Yeah, yeah. Last I remember I'm paying you to take some seed, not plant it," Thunder reminded the colt. "So how 'bout you and Rumble let Soarin get comfortable and start your little show."

"Right, let's get this started," Rumble cheered. "Soarin, why don't you go sit next to my brother and me and Button can slip into something a bit more comfortable?"

Soarin entered the room, passing by Button as the two swapped places. He sat back on the bed and let his legs spread, putting himself on full display for everypony in the room. Thunderlane pulled him in close and kissed him. The two teammates let their tongues swirl around one another, savoring the familiar taste of the other's mouth, before Thunderlane broke free and smiled at his boss.

"Just sit back and enjoy the show, Soar. These two put on a strip-tease that'll get you rock hard in record time," he promised.

"Looking forward to it," Soarin responded, settling back to enjoy the show.

Once the two adults were settled and watching, the two colts began their show. They started off innocently enough, tumbling and grinding against each other, but no more than one might see on any dance floor. As they continued, Soarin watched them grow a bit more intimate. He stared transfixed at the quick kisses shared between the two colts, their flanks bumping against each other, Rumble mounting atop Button's back, his hooves vanishing beneath his dress, and the flushed face of the earth pony colt as Rumble's hooves moved back and forth beneath their cover.

The two colts swayed back and forth together, with Rumble perched atop his coltfriend jerking him off. Soarin was so entranced by their show, he didn't notice Thunderlane's wing creeping over towards him until it had wrapped around his erect cock. Soarin looked at his friend with a grin, then moved his own wing to return the favor as they both watched the show.

As the two stallions stroked each other, the colts began to undress one another. Rumble slid down Button's back and grabbed the hem of the earth pony's dress in his teeth. He lifted it up, slowly raising it over the colt's rump and barrel before finally pulling it over his head. Soarin took in the view of Button’s body as he stood smiling and erect, clad in nothing but his stockings. Button smiled back at the Wonderbolt, offering a smirk and a wink before turning his attention to Rumble.

Climbing onto Rumble’s back, Button grasped the zipper of his dress between his teeth and dragged it down to his rump. Kissing his way back up Rumble’s now-exposed back, he pulled the dress off the pegasus’s withers and slid it down the rest of his body. The dress pooled on the floor, and Rumble happily kicked it aside. The two colts now stood together, fully exposed to the two older stallions in the room with them.

Once the two colts were naked, they turned their attention to Soarin. Thunderlane's wing pulled away from the stiffness between Soarin's legs, giving Rumble and Button an unobstructed view of their entertainment for the night. Soarin couldn't help but chuckle as he looked down at the two colts' starstruck expressions locked upon his cock.

"Alright you two," Thunderlane's voice snapped them back to attention. "I know it's impressive, but you're not being paid to just stare at it. I think your little striptease really got Soarin here worked up, so how about you quit teasing him and get down to business?"

"Right!" Rumble stated, voice filled with resolve. "Sorry Soarin, guess we got a bit distracted. You just lay back and let us make you feel good."

"And let us get a taste of that delicious looking cock!" Button added, mouth still watering at the sight of Soarin's dick. Rumble rolled his eyes, and the two colts got to work.

Soarin couldn't help but moan as the two eager mouths fell upon his dick. He could tell that the boys had plenty of practice servicing a stallion, judging by how well coordinated their combined assault seemed to be. Rumble and Button planted their mouths on opposite sides of his length, moving up and down as their lips and tongues caressed the pole between them. As one went up, the other traveled down, settling into a steady rhythm of sucking him off.

"They're pretty good, huh?" Thunderlane asked. Soaring looked up to see the other stallion smugly staring down at him.

"Uh-huh," Soarin managed to get out.

"Well just you wait, you ain't felt nothing yet," Thunderlane promised, before turning his attention to the colts. "Hey, quit teasing you two, and start showing him what you can really do."

"This is just teas—OH!" Soarin began, before being shut up by the boys stepping up their game.

On Thunderlane's instruction, the colts divided their attention. Button kissed his way up Soarin's length until reaching his flare. The young earth pony's tongue traced circles around his head, spiraling inward until it was lapping pre out of his hole. Button's lips parted and spread over his cock, engulfing Soarin in his mouth while his tongue continued to lap around his head.

Meanwhile, Rumble made his way downward until he reached Soarin's balls. The pegasus began to kiss and lick at the older stallion's sack, occasionally taking a ball between his lips to suckle on. While his mouth played with Soarin's sack, a small wing reached up and began to tickle Soarin's back entrance with its feathers. Rumble’s primaries traced around the ring of the stallion’s anus before gently pushing their way inside. All the while, the young colt continued to slather his balls with loving attention and care.

Soarin moaned loudly as the colts continued. Button was now bobbing up and down his shaft, taking more and more of the stallion down his throat with each downward thrust. Rumble’s tongue was dancing around his balls while the colt feathered his ass. Soarin knew wasn’t going to last long under the combined affections of the two colts, and he honestly was too lost in pleasure to even care. He wasn’t usually known for being a quick shot, but these two kids had him ready to burst after only a couple minutes of oral. He’d be impressed if his head was clearer. As he was, all he could think about was how much he needed to paint Button’s throat with his cum.

Button had nearly taken Soarin’s entire length into his mouth, so Soarin figured it wouldn’t hurt to help him take it all. Planning a hoof in the colt’s mane, Soarin gently but firmly pushed the earth pony’s head down further, until his nose bumped against the fur of Soarin’s stomach. To Button’s credit, he was able to keep from gagging as the stallion’s cock slid into his esophagus. Practice made perfect, after all. Unfortunately, the same couldn’t be said once Soarin started to cum inside him.

The poor colt was caught off guard when the first spurt of cum fired down this throat. Instinct took over before he could react, and the colt quickly pulled himself off Soarin’s cock, sputtering and coughing as cum continued to flood into his mouth. Of course, this meant that his face ended up painted by Wonderbolt jizz as Button tried to catch his breath. Streams of cum splashed across his muzzle and streaked through his mane. Button finally regained control of himself just as Soarin stopped cumming all over him.

Rumble, Soarin, and Thunderlane all stared for a moment at Button as the colt sheepishly returned their attention, too embarrassed at the moment to make any move to wipe the mess of cum off his face. Then of course, his loving coltfriend and the two mature stallions reacted in the only way they could. They all started laughing hysterically.

“Oh, come on!” Button protested. “It’s not that funny!”

“Sorry Button, but you should see yourself,” Rumble said between his laughter. “You look like that time Scootaloo and her friends tried for that bukkake cutie mark.”

“Hmph,” Button grumbled, before deliberately grabbing one of Rumble’s blankets to wipe himself off with.

“Sorry, little guy,” Soarin apologized once he’d regained a little of his composure. “Should have warned you first, but by Twilight you two were amazing. Guess I forgot my manners a bit.”

“Aw, don’t worry about it, Soar,” Thunderlane replied. “It’s not the first time the kid’s been soaked in a stallion's cum. Trust me, I’d know.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Button moped. “Can we just get on with this? We didn’t invite a Wonderbolt over just to give him a blowjob and then call it a night, right?”

“Nah, if I know Soarin, he’s got plenty more rounds inside him. Don’t ya boss?” Thunderlane teased as he moved a hoof against Soarin’s balls.

“Heck yeah I do, especially if the service continues to be that top class,” Soarin agreed. “But I still feel like I owe somepony an apology, so why don’t I see what this earth pony colt tastes like while your brother keeps playing with my ass?”

“Sounds good to me, how about you two?” Thunder asked the colts.

“Yeah!” they cheered in unison.

Button eagerly hopped up onto the bed and spread his hind legs apart, putting his colthood on display for all in the room. Soarin licked his lips before taking the small dick into his mouth. It was an interesting change from the much larger dicks he was used to sucking, comfortably fitting entirely in his mouth with room to spare. He enjoyed the size difference though. It allowed him to savor the taste and feel of it as his tongue played around the shaft and head without having to worry about breathing around it or having it tickle his throat. The colt’s moans were quite fun to listen to as well, sounding more like a mare’s than a stallion’s. Maybe Thunderlane was right; he could definitely get used to fucking around with colts.

While Soarin was sucking off Button Mash, Rumble made his way behind the stallion and crawled under his raised tail. Soarin’s pucker was on full display to the colt, and Rumble was very eager for a taste. Rumble’s licked around the hole, teasing it each time the muscle passed over the stallion's anus. Soarin reflexively pushed back against the colt’s face, silently begging for more. Rumble happily obliged his customer by pushing his tongue into the warm heat of the older stallion’s ass. Soarin moaned around the cock in his mouth as he felt Rumble’s tongue wriggling around inside of him.

“Soarin, I’m…” Button moaned, not able to last long inside the experienced stallion’s skilled mouth. Soarin smirked and hummed around the colt’s cock as he continued to suck on it, bringing the colt to a quick climax. Rich earth pony seed flooded into Soarin’s mouth and down his throat. Soarin drank it eagerly, enjoying the taste as he gulped it down. Earth pony cum always tasted the best, in his experience.

“Geez Button, you never cum that quick from me sucking you off,” Rumble complained as he pulled his mouth off Soarin’s butt.

Thunderlane ruffled his little brother’s mane with a hoof. “Don’t get your panties in a twist, bro. Soarin’s one of the best cocksuckers in the Bolts. Some ponies even say he’s better than me.”

“Damn right they do, Blunder,” Soarin teased. “Pretty sure I’m a better fuck, too.”

“Well, let’s let the colts decide that, huh?” Thunderlane challenged.

“Sounds good to me,” Soarin answered with a smirk. “Alright boys, hop up on the bed and let’s see what you’ve got beneath those tails.”

Rumble and Button both rushed to get into position next to each other and present themselves to the stallions. They’d already prepped and lubed themselves ahead of time, so their butts were ready to be taken. Both colts smiled back and swished their rumps at Soarin and Thunderlane, eager to feel themselves being filled by cock.

“Alright Soar, it’s your night; which one do you want first?” Thunderlane asked.

Soarin considered this for a moment, admiring both of the tight rears wagging back and forth on display in front of him. His cock twitched beneath him, eager to get inside one of those rumps.

“I think I’ll take your brother first,” Soarin replied. “Let’s see how he feels inside compared to you.”

“Sounds good to me,” Thunder replied. “Alright Button, looks like I’ll be taking your butt first.”

Soarin and Thunderlane stepped up behind the colts and lined their cocks up. The two stallions shared a kiss with each other as they pushed into their chosen colt. Soarin moaned around Thunderlane’s tongue in his mouth, feelingRumble clamp tightly around his girth as the stallion invaded the colt’s ass. Soarin took his time pushing into the smaller pegasus, savoring the feel of his cock spreading the walls of Rumble’s butt apart as he inched his way inside. He’d forgotten how tight a foal’s butt could be, but was quickly deciding he’d have to do this more often. Soarin leaned over the colt and buried his snout in Rumble’s mane, letting his scent fill his senses as he hilted inside his butt and began to slowly pump in and out of his rump.

Thunderlane, as was typical, wasted no time with the slow and gentle stuff. He’d trained under Rainbow Dash for years before either had joined the Bolts, and those lessons were well ingrained. He hilted himself inside Button’s ass with two quick and powerful thrusts, and began to properly rut the colt before Soarin was even halfway inside his brother. Thunderlane fucked the colt with wreckless abadon, throwing any sense of control to the wind. Beneath him, Button screamed and hollered in a mix of pleasure and pain as the stallion pounded into him. Soarin might be an easier fuck, but Thunderlane knew what was most important in a good rut: passion.

Just like Rainbow Dash always taught.

The bed squeaked and bounced beneath the foursome as the two colts delighted in taking the stallions’ cocks. Rumble was practically purring beneath the slow and steady rhythm of Soarin’s cock moving in and out of him. Button was much louder, begging for more as Thunderlane rutted him into the mattress.

“Hey Soarin, ya want to switch up?” Thunderlane asked as he continued to pound Buttons asshole.

“Sure,” Soarin agreed, wanting to sample both colts’ butts before he came.

“Cool, let’s swap,” Thunderlane instructed. “And stop going so easy on these foals. They’re not gonna break, ya know? Give them a good rutting.”

Thunderlane and Soarin pulled out of their respective colts, leaving the two to whine in protest before quickly filling them back up. Thunderlane thrust into his brother even harder than he had Button, knowing Rumble could take as rough a fuck as anypony from their years together. Soarin took Thunderlane’s advice and began to fuck Button equally roughly. Soarin wasn’t going to let the younger stallion show him up by fucking a colt’s butt harder than he could.

Rumble and Button flopped and bounced on the bed as they whimpered and moaned, powerless to do anything but lose themselves in the pleasure of being fucked and giving control fully to the stallions above them. Thunder and Soarin were locked in competition now, each trying to rut their colt harder than the other. They were both Wonderbolts, after all. That competitive spirit followed them in everything they did together.

Rumble ended up being the first to cum, splashing his seed all over the mattress as his butt clenched tighter around his brother’s cock. Thunderlane didn’t last much longer, filling Rumble up with his seed before pulling out and climbing onto the bed next to his younger brother, cuddling up next to him and lovingly stroking his mane as the two watched Button and Soarin finish up.

Seeing the other two had finished up and were now watching him, Soarin decided he should put on a bit of a show for them. Picking the colt beneath him up, he spread his wings and kicked up into the air. Now hovering in the air with the brown colt still impaled on his dick, he wrapped his forehooves tightly around the earth pony and raised him up until only the tip of his cock was still inside the colt. Then he pulled Button’s butt back down, driving the colt onto his cock. Up and down, he continued to pump the colt on his cock, using him like a fleshlight as he maintained his altitude directly above the two other pegasi still lying on the bed. Button’s mind was completely blank as he allowed himself to be used by the stallion, limbs flailing wildly in the air, tongue hanging out of his mouth, and heedless of everything except the cock continually drilling into his ass.

It didn’t take long for Button to cum, given the treatment he was receiving. Soarin made sure to aim the colt’s dick at his audience, spraying them with colt cum as Button shot himself all over them. Rumble and Thunder both laughed and applauded the show as Soarin lowered himself back to the floor and gently pulled Button off his dick and placed him on the bed. The poor colt had passed out, and Soarin was surprised how innocent the young foal looked sleeping on the bed considering what he’d just done with him. He only had a moment to reflect on the dichotomy though, before he found himself tackled onto his back by the two pegasus siblings.

“Holy shit that was hot, Soar!” Thunderlane exclaimed as he pushed himself inside Soarin’s ass and began to fuck his friend.

“That was awesome!” Rumble added excitedly as he impaled himself on Soarin’s cock. “That was some super impressive hovering skills!”

“Yeah, well… oh fuck yess..” Soarin tried to speak, but getting fucked by Thunderlane while fucking Rumble was making it hard to focus on words. “Fuck that’s good, you two.”

“Guess there’s a reason you’re number two, Soarin,” Thunderlane said as he continued to rut his superior’s ass. “Not sure even Rainbow Dash has that kind of flight control. Heck, I’m not sure even the Captain could pull off controlled hovering like that.”

“Heh. Don’t… oh yeah… don’t underestimate the moves Spitfire can pull off in bed,” Soarin said between moans.

“Guess I need to spend more time fucking Spitfire then,” Thundlane said, thrusting his full length inside Soarin. “You and Dash spend so much time hogging her, it’s hard to find some good one-on-one time with her.”

“You should invite her over some time, Thunder,” Rumble suggested as he rode Soarin’s stallionhood. “Be a nice change of pace if you brought a mare home sometime.”

Thunderlane shrugged, though it was something he’d have to consider. He was pretty sure Spitfire had fucked that filly that hung around Dash all the time. Hopefully she was into colts too. Well, that was a concern for later. Right now, there was a hot stallion writhing on the floor beneath him, and that took priority.

“I’m close, you two,” Soarin moaned. “Fuck me harder.”

“Yes sir!” Thunderlane saluted.

The two brothers picked up their pace, Thunderlane slamming his cock into Soarin with all his strength, and Rumble riding the cock inside him as quickly as he could. It was too much for Soarin to take, and soon he was filling Rumble up with a load of stallion jizz. He could feel Thunderlane firing off inside of him at the same time. Thunderlane was right, this was just what he needed to get himself out of his funk. He hadn’t had sex this good in months.

Thunderlane and Rumble pulled off of him, and all three clambered up onto the bed to cuddle up together with the still sleeping Button.

“Feeling better, Soarin?” Thunderlane asked, a smug grin on his face.

“Yeah, yeah. You were right, Blunder. This was just what I needed,” Soarin replied. “I definitely need to hook up with these two cuties again,” he added, pulling Rumble and Button tighter in his embrace.

“Cool. We’ll even give you the Wonderbolt discount,” Rumble said sleepily. “Only two hundred bits a night.”

“Two hundred bits?” Soarin repeated, trying to process the words as he said them.

Thunderlane shrugged. “Hey, the foals are in high demand. What can I say?”

Soarin sighed to himself as he buried his nose in Button’s fur and inhaled another whiff of the sweet smell of well-fucked colt. He wasn’t going to worry about the bits for now, just enjoy the moment. He’d worry about asking Spitfire for a raise later. He’d gotten fucked enough for one day.

Author's Note

Whew. It's been a while since I've written anything. Sorry about that, it's just been hard to find time to get anything done. This fic was one that I actually started way back in August last summer, for the Stripcember contest in the incest group, but never finished. Well, here it is finally complete, so I hope you enjoy.