A young colt ran to his room fueled by anger and rage. He threw his baseball at the wall and screamed, "I hate him and that princess!" The young First Base jumped on his bed and slammed his head down. "Flash is so selfish!"

"Don't be like that!" His mother urged from outside the room. "Twilight just wanted to talk to Flash."

"They are always talking!" First Base screamed.

"He's a captain now and she's a princess..." The mother spoke calmly. "I'm certain there is plenty of political stuff they need to cover." She pressed her hand over the door and tried to open it. Only for him to throw his mitten at the door. "Fine, fine. Be in a mood."

"Yeah, I will." He threw his head down and muttered to himself. He waited for his mother's footsteps to echo away. "Finally..." He sighed in relief.

After a few seconds, a strange light caught his eyelid. His sight popped open in response and grumbled. "Okay, who's there?!"

No response came. In fact, there was no one else in the room at all. He turned his attention to the wall. On the other side was his brother's room, where that annoying alicorn was. He huffed louder, trying to get their attention, but no response either. The walls were thin so he wondered why they wouldn’t acknowledge him.

It was at this moment he noticed that he couldn't hear them either. He jumped off the bed as a chill of fear pecked at him. The room suddenly seemed smaller due to the lack of sounds. He stepped closer to the wall and found the strange light hit him again. He rubbed his eyes. Yet the glint refused to fade.

He realized the light was coming from the wall. He got right next to the wall and noticed that his baseball had torn a small hole in the wall. His breath faded completely and he leaned down into the hole. Pressing onto it, he found it led to the other side. His brother's room. His eyes narrowed with evil glee.

An idea rose, he could spy on them. No, he pulled his head back. That would be wrong. But what if their silence was something far more important? Could they be hurt? His brother in distress made his actions more drastic. First Base picked at the hole until it was big enough to see through. The light from the other side got brighter as his temptation got stronger. He dreaded his brother's anger as much as him possibly being in danger.

Putting his eye into place, he knew there was no going back. Either he saw what they were doing or not. He needed to know. Opening his eyelid once in place poured the purple light over his sight. Within seconds his eyes adjusted and he could see inside.

Inside the whole room was covered in bright light, shining from a horn. There she was, the alicorn, Twilight, sitting on Flash's bed. Where was his brother? Leaning in closer he noted Twilight's heavy breathing and her motions of moving up and down. The bed was shaking. Yet not a single sound echoed out.

Did she cast a spell to stop the sounds? "She is so selfish, not letting anyone hear her conversation with Flash." First Base grumbled as he leaned in closer. "Then where is Flash?"

First Base pushed his eye in until his face was plastered to the wall. His jaw dropped as the finer details became clear. Twilight's dress sagged off her body with each shake, unveiling the side of her breasts. Yellow hands reached up and clung hard to her exposed ass. A head jerked upward, revealing Flash was on the bed. She was underneath her. "She's riding him..." First Base whispered. "Why?"

Their actions made no sense to him. They weren't talking, arguing or even playing. "Wait, could this be... playing?" His breath slowed the longer he watched. Something rumbled inside his pants. His hips trusted in a matching movement to Twilight. First Base didn't know why, but his hand drifted down to his pants. An itch urged him forward and demanded his full attention. Pulling his pants down, his voice became rigid as his hand gripped tightly at the source of the itch.

******

Years later, now an adult, First Base twisted around as his eyes slowly recovered from the dream of the past. They were flung open toward pressure pushing down on his groin. He waved his hand around through the fuzzy images until he found the source of the weight. Massive, round, and squishy. There were two pairs of them. And each squeeze brought out soft moans.

"Oh yeah, he has a grip..." a mare's voice echoed, bringing him to full attention.

"Reminds me of my ex-husband!" another mare laughed.

"I thought you said Button's father was abusive?" The first mare questioned.

"Yes, but his grip was incredible!" The second mare gave a sharp moan, fading the fog from First Base's eyes.

"Oh, what happened--" The stallion jumped back upon seeing Cream Heart and Spoiled Rich sitting on him. They were tearing at his shirt and his buttons. Both were stark naked and covered in the food from earlier. What happened? The last thing he could remember was eating some food with the mares and then it was a blur.

His mind stopped racing once he questioned what he was squeezing. His blush was a bold and bright red upon realizing he had been squeezing their massive, ripe, and naked asses from the beginning. They weren't stopping him, moaning in enjoyment.

"Ladies, that was a reflex--" He was stopped by a quick capture of his lips by Cream Heart.

"Sure it was. We know you wanted a more lavender ass." Cream Heart pulled his face closer by biting down on his bottom lip. He gave a brief fight in his trance now, the taste of the pheromone-enhanced food trading from her mouth to his.

"Maybe my wet dreams of Twilight can wait..." He snatched a kiss back.

"Really, isn't that your brother's wife?"

"Flash... he doesn't need to know!" First Base squirmed away.

"Oh no, he doesn't." Cream Heart wrapped her arm around him.

"Flash’s wife is cheating on him?! how scandalous." Spoiled Rich cheered.

"Twilight wouldn't dare! Besides... I was just watching."

"You were moaning her name the entire time we dragged you away." Spoiled Rich jumped for joy as his pants broke open in her grip. His generous shaft bounced out with as much glee, dripping a bit of precum on her nose. "Some damn good dreams for just watching."

"Her big beautiful ass..." First Base rolled his eyes as shame blushed forth. "That was the first thing I ever nutted too!"

"Oh, don't burst just yet," Cream Heart laughed as she didn't hesitate and pressed her large ass cheeks down on his shaft. Spoiled Rich took the queue to slap the mare's cheeks together, making the stallion thrust upward.

"We better enjoy what we can." She licked the bottom half of the shaft, dragging her tongue up and pressing the edge of her tongue inside the tip. After which she turned around and quickly pressed her own down ass again, encouraging another thrust.

"Damn it, no, not her... She belongs to my brother." First Base tried his best to fight the urges.

"Scream her name!!" One mother demanded.

"Yes, we won't tell a soul." The other mother agreed.

"Yell her name into my mouth." Cream Heart leaned in and wrapped her mouth over his lips.

"Twi... Twi... Twilight!!" He reached his limit, and moaned loudly into her mouth as she kissed back. At the same moment he shot loads of cum three feet into the air before it rained over both of their asses. "Yes, Twilight, ride my hard dick!!" He screamed again as his hip thrusted erratically, spraying more cum.

The mares narrowed their eyes and pressed their asses tighter against his shaft, making him squirm harder and thrust roughly. He chanted Twilight's name over and over until nothing more could shoot out. Cream Heart pushed her tongue deep into his mouth, demanding his breath away into unconsciousness.

"Yes, yes, fall asleep again and continue to dream of her. All while I satisfy some sleeping kinks."

His eyes fell closed and the image of Cream Heart was quickly replaced by Twilight. He found himself within Flash's room. He laid in the same spot as Flash was, with Twilight sitting over him. The alicorn mare pressed his limp dick into her anus and moaned out. He grabbed her ass in return, glad to feel it was as soft and bouncy as he expected. First Base's dream twisted into him fucking the alicorn mare of his dreams wildly, not thinking about who this mare was married to, or simply wanting things to be different, but claiming her with all his might.

Outside the dream, Cream Heart rode her ass up and down his shaft, moaning generously as she made out with Spoiled Rich.

Author's Note

Sorry, this came out so late. Have been busy nonstop since Halloween. Here you all go, it's been done for a while. And soon so will the Christmas one.