Double Trouble

While Spike and Pharynx remained entwined on the bed, with their sweaty faces frozen in fear, the two stallions standing at the doorway looked equally as shocked. Both of the Royal Guards had light grey coats, although only the one on the left had a horn sticking out through his helmet. The pegasus on the right had his eyes as wide as dinner plates, and his wings instantly stiffed up at the sight of his Royal Advisor perched over Pharynx’s cock. The unicorn’s horn was still lit, but the pizza box and paper bags in his aura slowly lowered down to the floor.

Nobody was able to say anything for nearly thirty seconds. During that time, Spike’s pupils shrunk immensely while he was kneeled over Pharynx’s crotch. The dragon’s claw was still clutching his erect cock, but his own member was thankfully hidden from the stallions’ view. Pharynx’s face was paled in worry, his mind racing with various fears and hypotheticals. Before either of the stunned Guards could try to say anything, the General blurted out, “Just so you know, Spike is a legal adult!”

Spike may have been mortified to have been caught like this, but he still gawked down at the Changeling in offense. “Dude, seriously?!”

“What?! I don’t want them to think we’re doing anything illegal!”

“That doesn’t mean that should be the first thing to come out of your mouth!”

“Well, excuse me, Mister ‘I look too young for most stallions to flirt with’!”

“DUDE!”

The two Guards eventually turned towards one another, with both of their cheeks notably blushed from the awkward moment they were watching. While they may have been aware of Spike’s age, seeing him straddling a hung Changeling like Pharynx was leaving both of them feeling rather conflicted. They tried not to shuffle too much while standing at the doorway, since their armor plating could’ve easily made enough noise to catch their attention. But given how flustered they both appeared, it was only a matter of time before Spike and Pharynx would notice as soon as they stopped bickering.

“Uhhhh… heh heh heh…” Spike nervously glanced back at the two Guards, who he was able to quickly recognize. “H… H-Hey there, Stratus Star… T-Turbulence...”

Turbulence and Stratus looked away from the dragon, with the former struggling to tuck his wings out of sight. Stratus Star felt pretty damn awkward himself, but he managed to use his magic to float Spike and Pharynx’s lunch to a nearby table. Neither of them wanted to say anything about what the Royal Advisor was doing, but their silence spoke volumes alongside their deep blushes. Spike slowly looked away from the two, his expression flattening to a more shameful pout.

As for Pharynx though, his brows raised up when he sensed some… peculiar feelings from both of the stallions in the room.

“W-Well, uhhh…” Stratus scratched the back of his neck while avoiding eye contact with either of the guys on the bed. He tried to step backwards towards the doorway, and said with a nervous chuckle, “Heh heh, ummmm… S-Sorry for intruding.”

“Y-Yeah! We… W-We’re really sorry, Spike…” Turbulence was just about to follow Stratus out of the room. “And don’t worry, we won’t say anything! Promise…”

Before the two Guards could get a chance to scurry off in embarrassment, Pharynx spoke up to catch their attention. “Hey, wait a minute!”

The stallions froze at the open doorway, and awkwardly glanced back at the Changeling. Even though his cock was still standing erect, Pharynx was staring at the two much more seriously. Spike tried not to look at any of them, and hoped that his exposing moment wouldn’t stain how the Royal Guards saw him. However, he didn’t expect to hear the question that came out of Pharynx’s muzzle:

“Before you go, I need to ask… Are you guys aroused by me, or by Spike?”

“WHAT?!?”

Stratus Star, Turbulence, and Spike were all gawking at the General wide-eyed. But despite the sheer gall he had with that assumption, he was still staring at the two Guards in wait for a response. “... Well?”

Spike blinked repeatedly with a stunned expression on his face. Meanwhile, Stratus and Turbulence were trying not to look towards the General directly. Neither of them wanted to actually answer that question, mostly because of how ridiculous it sounded. But at the same time, their shared silence and guilty expression made the answer pretty obvious.

Eventually, Spike took notice of the stallions’ blushing as well. His eyes widened when he saw how much Turbulence’s wings were twitching, almost as if he was struggling to keep them close to his armor so they wouldn’t stick out. Stratus was shuffling his hind-legs a little, and his bottom lip was bitten tightly. Both Guards seemed a bit hot and bothered after what happened, which made Pharynx grow a sly smirk on his muzzle. Spike tilted his head with intrigue, and took a breath before asking the stallions himself. “Uhhh... Stratus? Turbulence?”

Stratus Star tried to blurt out a light chuckle, but it came out more like a hiccuped groan through his trembling smile. Turbulence appeared just as flustered as his fellow Guard, and kept his eyes pointed away from the couple. “W-Well, uhhhh… I-I think we were mostly just, ummm… surprised, that’s all.”

“Y-Yeah, yeah!” said Stratus with a quick nod. “W-We were, uhhh… just not expecting this…”

Another bout of uncomfortable silence passed in the room. Spike was hesitant to just outright ask the same question Pharynx had; however, it seemed that Stratus and Turbulence weren’t able to dispute the assumption that quickly. In fact, the longer that they tried to skirt around the question, the more confident Pharynx felt about why they were acting so weirded out. “You guys weren’t expecting what, hmmm? The fact that Spike is just as good in bed as any pony in Canterlot?~”

Spike winced hard from the Changeling’s remark, even if it was meant to be a compliment. Stratus and Turbulence looked just as perplexed by Pharynx’s cocky statement, which made them stare back at him in shock. With that much-needed eye contact made, Pharynx stared the two down and grew a cheekier smile. “C’mooooonnnn… You were turned on by Spike taking some dick, weren’t you?~”

Instead of gawking at his lover’s secondary question, Spike glanced over at the two Guards to see how they reacted. Both of them tensed up with their muzzles clenched, but it did nothing to hide the crimson glowing across their cheeks. Spike’s eyes widened even more, until he appeared to realize the truth as well as Pharynx had. Stratus Star tried to cover his face with a hoof, most likely so he could focus on an adequate response. However, it was Turbulence who rolled his eyes, and relented with a heavy sigh.

“Ugh… O-Okay! Fine, yes! Yes, I was… I wasn’t expecting to see Spike in... t-that kind of light…”

“Dude!” hissed Stratus in a frantic whisper. “What the heck are you doing?!”

“C’mon, man! He’s a Changeling, he can sense those things pretty accurately.”

“That doesn’t mean you have to rope me into this!”

“Well, you were turned on by him too, right?”

While the two Guards bickered with one another at the doorway, Spike and Pharynx took that moment to stare back at each other. The dragon was visibly nervous, but his deep blush and straining cage were enough indication that he wasn’t against continuing. Pharynx didn’t say anything, and merely gave Spike a warm and reassuring smile. When the two returned their attention towards the Guards, it seemed that Turbulence had gotten to his friend. Stratus Star still seemed flustered, but his resistance had softened enough to give his own answer meekly.

“O-Okay, like… I don’t wanna admit it, but… Yeah, alright. It was… really friggin hot~”

Spike’s face lit up, although he tried his hardest to keep his reaction hidden from the Guards. Both of the stallions appeared a bit apprehensive as well, since their admissions would’ve probably gotten them in huge trouble if Twilight found out. However, even with how stunned the other three were looking, Pharynx pulled himself up from the mattress to sit more comfortably. He leaned over to his side, and faced the two ponies directly while his thick cock stood upright.

“You knoowwww…” The General’s voice sounded much more suggestive, and he laid in that seductive pose to keep their eyes on him. “I may have been planning to spend some ‘quality time’ with Spike here, but… if you guys are curious, you could easily just close the door and stick around~”

Stratus and Turbulence turned back to each other, their eyes as wide as frisbees now. While the two were distracted, Pharynx decided to take some initiative with the aid of his magic. His chitinous horn lit up, and his aura grabbed hold of their hooves so they could skid away from the doorway. The two jolted from the sudden movement, but they thankfully only slid a couple feet into the room. Pharynx made sure to keep the door open, and even motioned towards it with an extended hoof. “Neither of us will say a thing about today, alright? If you guys decide to leave, we’ll act like this never happened. But if you two wanted to see how well Spike can perform…”

Spike whipped his head towards Pharynx during that brief pause. The dragon was utterly shocked that Pharynx would even recommend that they stuck around; but at the same time, his little chastity cage twitched especially hard against his scaly crotch. The Changeling didn’t need to see that happen, since he kept his gaze solely on the two ponies across the room. “... all you have to do is close that door, and I’ll change my form to something more… appropriate~”

Pharynx perked his brows a couple times with that additional offer, clearly still rearing to go while rock-hard. Stratus Star and Turbulence remained silent for a moment, but both of their eyes darted between the bed and the open doorway. The unicorn leaned in close to the other Guard’s face, and the two had a brief discussion in hushed whispers. Neither Spike or Pharynx could overhear them, but they didn’t try to intervene or eavesdrop on what they were saying. After the two gave a quick nod to one another, Turbulence blushed hard while grabbing the edge of the door with his hoof. Meanwhile, Stratus turned back to Pharynx and asked, “So, uhhhh… what kind of form were you thinking?”

Spike looked nothing short of floored, unsure whether to be worried or grateful that the Guards were considering this chance. Pharynx grinned wide enough to expose his glistening fangs, and he responded to that question with a thankful nod. “Well, I’m very glad you asked~”

Spike took that moment to pull back from his lover, providing enough space on the bed for him to transform. Pharynx’s entire body erupted in a plume of bright green flames, although none of it seemed to damage Spike’s plush bedding. The enchanted flames only lasted for a second, spreading over Pharynx’s form before dissipating in an instant. As soon as his transformation was complete, Stratus Star and Turbulence’s jaws dropped when they saw what the General chose. Spike’s shocked expression mimicked the Guards’, with his left eye twitching involuntarily.

Meanwhile, Pharynx remained lying casually on his side, and shot the Guards a lustful smirk. The bed felt much larger in his new form, although that was mostly because he shrunk himself down to more than half his original size. His green chitin had been replaced with bright purple scales along his pudgy sides, and a trail of pale green scales along his sensitive middle. Instead of his girthy Changeling cock, he was now sporting a petite, pointed draconic member which looked to be three inches at most. But even with that significantly smaller endowment, he still appeared confident with a determined gleam in his emerald eyes. And unlike the identical dragon sitting in awe beside him, the second Spike didn’t stay silent when he pointed a claw at Turbulence.

“Close the door~”

Turbulence may have been standing still with a stunned look, but his hoof flicked hard enough to slam the door shut. Stratus Star lit up his horn while staring at the two Spikes on the bed, and used his magic to lock the door.

“H-Holy…” Spike slowly crawled up towards his copy, and reached out to touch the mimic’s scales. He shuddered from how identical they felt to his own, which reminded him of when he first met Pharynx’s brother back in the Frozen North. The other “dragon” turned his focus on Spike, and rolled from his side to face him directly. The original Spike blushed profusely, unsure of how to react to a copy of himself looming in closer. And with the two Royal Guards watching with great interest, Pharynx reached out to press a claw against Spike’s red-hot cheek.

“Get over here…” Pharynx took charge, and leaned in to plant his lips against the pair identical to his own. Spike’s eyes bulged out for a moment, but slowly closed as he moaned deeply. The two dragons pulled in tighter, wrapping their claws around each other’s scaly backs. While Spike’s locked cock strained and dripped from the strange feelings of titillation, the underside of Pharynx’s pink member rubbed up against the outside of his metal restraints. Their mouths opened up while making out sloppily, and their draconic tongues could clearly be seen flicking about in the free space between their moaning lips. While Spike’s claws went up to feel more of the identical’s body, Pharynx’s claws went down to give a strong squeeze to both of the dragon’s plump cheeks.

“W-Whoa…” Even though his armor wasn’t elastic, Turbulence still tried to tug on the collar of his chest plating. Both he and Stratus Star watched the identical dragons on the bed, and were growing increasingly hot beneath their uniforms. If either of the Spikes were able to pay any focus towards them, there’s a chance they would’ve heard the faint thumps that struck the inside of both of the stallions’ armor. Eventually, Stratus was the first to pull off his helmet, revealing his wavy blonde mane underneath.

“Mmmmm…” The copy of Spike was the first to look over at them, and smirked in satisfaction. He pulled back from Spike’s face, with a couple strings of saliva briefly connecting their lips before breaking apart. Spike moaned out weakly, and tried to lunge in and get another taste of the mimic’s skilled tongue. But as soon as he leaned forward, Spike was grabbed by Pharynx’s claws so he could be pulled down and lie on his stomach. Pharynx took advantage of the dragon’s exposing position, and grabbed hold of Spike’s tail to lift it high in the stallions’ direction.

“You see this, guys?~” Pharynx’s grin looked surprisingly natural on Spike’s face, as did the deeply-aroused expression the real one carried. Spike’s tailhole was still stretched out from his earlier practice, and was glistening with a wet coat of Pharynx’s precum slathered all around the puckering ring. Spike moaned out with a blush when he looked back at the Guards, but he didn’t try to pull away from Pharynx’s teasing. Both of the Guards were taken aback by the sight of that tight little opening, which the copy was more than eager to show off for them.

“Yeah, look at that hole~” purred Pharynx in Spike’s voice. “And since he’s locked up in that little chastity cage, you know he’d be eager to get a thick, meaty cock inside of him to set him off. Isn’t that right, Spike?~”

“Aaaaaahhhhh…” Spike was quivering hard on the bed, and gripped the bedsheets with both claws as he laid himself out for Pharynx’s approval. The little dragon was too pent-up to care about how submissive he may have looked, and lifted his ass up so he was in a fully presented stance for those stallions. Thick droplets of Changeling pre began to dribble from Spike’s hole, and slowly went down the smooth scales of his taint towards his tiny little cage. Even though he wanted nothing more than to be unlocked, Spike’s head was clouded in lust as he reached back with a claw once more. “P… P-Please…”

The copy of Spike sat beside him with his legs spread wide-apart, and taunted the voyeuristic Guards even more by stroking his little cock in front of them. While Pharynx took his time, sliding his claws up and down his pink shaft to get their hind-legs buckling in need, the stallions’ eyes were looking between him and the real Spike’s equally titillating display. Spike’s moans intensified when he brought two of his digits to his hole, which he slid inside with surprisingly little effort. Stratus Star groaned through his teeth when he saw Spike’s hole wrapping tightly around his claws, indicating just how well they could hug around a throbbing shaft if willing.

“MmmmMMMMmmm!!~” Spike closed his eyes while digging his digits deeper inside of his hole, not caring at all that two of his Guards were openly staring at him. Turbulence pulled off his helmet as well, revealing a bright-red buzz-cut that contrasted with Stratus’ mane. Pharynx couldn’t use his magic while taking Spike’s form, but nodded in approval when he saw Stratus using his magic to lift off both of their metal plating. Spike could overhear the loud clangs of their armor falling to the floor, which prompted him to shove his third digit back in to really show off. “Aaaaaahhhh!! P… Please let… L-Let me have your cocks…”

“There you go, Spike~” Pharynx rewarded his mate with a hard smack to his ass, causing Spike to yelp out between his hungry moans. The little dragon continued to play with his hole, while Stratus and Turbulence got fully undressed for the two on the bed. Pharynx kept stroking his draconic cock, but took a second to admire the equipment both Guards were packing. Much to his surprise, Stratus Star looked to have the longer cock with a marbled, slender length of about twelve inches; Turbulence’s stallionhood looked notably thicker, and was still intimidating at nine inches as it throbbed and smacked the underside of his barrel. Pharynx smiled with his fangs fully shown, and rubbed the clawprint he left on Spike’s asscheek. “C’mon, ‘Royal Advisor'... Tell these guys just how much of a slut you are~”

“Aaaahhhh!!~” Spike’s head reeled back, and he moaned up to the ceiling while showing those stallions just how enticing his tailhole could be for them. The copy of Spike made sure to show off just as eagerly, leaning in to lick at the nape of the original’s neck. Even though both of the Guards were more than willing to join in, it seemed that Stratus and Turbulence were waiting to see which one of them would indulge first. Because of that, Spike was left lying on his stomach as he played with himself, and tried to speak in a shaky voice.

“I… I want to be a slut…” Spike shuddered when he heard those words escape his mouth, which made his cock throb hard inside of his little cage. “I-I wanna… I wanna suck all of your cocks… I’ve wanted to please you guys for y-years…”

Turbulence and Stratus’ eyes widened in shock, but they remained silent as they stood with trepidation. Meanwhile, Spike kept going as he let his shame fade away, and he spoke more freely between his strained groans. His claw tried to push in a fourth digit while growing hotter in need. “I… I’ve let… P-Pharynx fuck me whenever he wants… A-And I never complained about it! And I’ll let… I’ll let you guys do that too! Wh… W-Whenever you want~”

Stratus and Turbulence looked back at each other wide-eyed, unsure whether or not this new side of their Advisor was something implanted by Pharynx through Changeling magic. But considering how horny and willing both dragons were getting, it was hard to really think about nefarious motives while growing harder by the second. Stratus’ horn lit up, and he grunted with a shiver as his aura wrapped around his stallionhood to give it a teasing squeeze. Meanwhile, Turbulence was struggling not to reach down and touch himself with a hoof. “A… A-Are you serious, dude?”

“Mmmnnnffff… Y-YES!!~” Spike was growing antsier with every dig of his claw into his puckering hole. Pharynx went in behind the dragon’s presented ass, and taunted the Guards even further by dragging his reptilian tongue up Spike’s glistening taint. He groaned with his mouth open wide, and flicked his tongue against that sensitive region to get Spike even needier with his response. “I… I’ll let you use me whenever, Turbulence! Y-You and Stratus Star can… can get your cocks sucked every day if you want!!~”

“Yeah, he totally would,” purred Pharynx when he glanced back at the two squirming Guards. “But unless you two wanna keep standing there like a couple of pansies, I suggest one of you comes up to get a little taste of what he can offer~”

Stratus Star looked eager enough, but his buckling legs remained in place while he stroked himself with his magic. Luckily, that meant that Turbulence was able to step forward while biting his lip. Spike’s eyes reopened just enough to see him looming in, and let out a moaning yelp when he caught sight of that plump cock hanging rigid between his legs. The little slut eagerly slipped his claw out, which made his glistening hole gape even wider and convulse with a thick sheen of Pharynx’s secretions. Spike’s copy helped pull him back to his front, so that both of them could face Turbulence with enticing grins.

“Uhhh… heh heh heh…” Despite his sincere proclamation, Spike still smiled up at the stallion nervously while seated with his legs wide-apart. Turbulence blushed when he saw that little cage twitching atop Spike’s crotch, with more strands of precum spurting out in measly strings. But much like the copy of Spike splaying himself confidently beside him, the real Spike seemed pretty determined to make his fantasies a reality. “So, uhhhh… D-Do you want me to prove it?~”

Turbulence looked back at his friend, who was too busy staring at the three with his body quivering with every aura-induced stroke. When he turned back towards the dragons, Spike and his copy were holding claws to show their solidarity. Spike had his head lowered sheepishly, but he was still able to smile for the Guard standing over them. The brutish pegasus seemed more than a little hesitant, even with how hard he was getting beneath his bare torso. But unlike his partner behind them, the Guard only needed a second to gulp before saying, “W-Well, I… If I knew that you were like this, I might have accepted that offer sooner~”

Turbulence tried to fight his apprehensions, and perched himself up with his front hooves on the mattress. His plump, flaring cockhead was already leaking as a thick glob of precum seeped from the tip. Pharynx nudged Spike’s shoulder with his own, and whispered, “Dude, way to go! I’m really proud of you~”

The real Spike sighed with a gracious smile back at his identical, and nodded thankfully. That was when Pharynx reached back with his claw, and redirected Spike’s head towards that waiting cock. Turbulence shuddered when he saw both of those faces peering down at his member, with the copy licking his lips with anticipation. Meanwhile, Spike was the first to reach out shakily with a claw. “Ohhhhhh man…”

Spike’s claw gripped the Guard’s shaft, holding it tightly enough to make Turbulence groan through his clenched muzzle. The little dragon let out a brief moan of his own, which he tried to keep restrained through his bitten lip. Much like the numerous times he practiced with Pharynx, he slid his glossy digits up the length of Turbulence’s thick shaft; the sensation of that sensitive flesh moving along his claw, along with the remnant sweat helping to glide his digits with ease, made Spike’s entire body tremble in eagerness. He could feel every slight pulsation of that cock twitching in his claw, and heard the stallion groan more intensely from that alluring touch. When his claw slid up to the stallion’s crowned head, a large glob of precum could be seen bulbing at the very tip, just waiting to be cleaned up.

“Yeah, get in there~” Pharynx gave Spike another encouraging nudge while the original was blushing so deeply. “If you go in first, I’ll join you…”

Turbulence nearly came on the spot when he heard that last part. Spike may have needed a second to take a deep breath, but that resulted in him sucking in a heavy breath of the stallion’s musk right from his sweaty cock. The dragon breathed out slowly with a strong shiver, his eyes half-lidded while pinned to that leaky cockhead. In a moment of elated impulse, Spike lunged in with his mouth wide-open. He stuck out his draconic tongue, and let out another shuddering groan as he dragged his thin appendage against the stallion’s flaring head.

“Aaaahhhhh!!~” Turbulence clenched his eyes shut, and moaned from how titillating that reptilian tongue felt against his cock. Spike kept a firm grip on the stallionhood as he licked up that thick glob of pre, only pulling his tongue back for a split-second to swallow that first taste of the stallion’s load. As soon as his lips reopened with a quiver, Spike lunged in to wrap his lips around the girth of Turbulence’s cockhead. Meanwhile, his tongue slithered back out to wrap several times around that meaty shaft. Turbulence’s eyes shot wide-open in response to that surprising sensation. “OOOOHHH!! Ho… H-Holy shit!!~”

His eyes quickly clenched shut, and he instinctively grabbed the back of Spike’s head with both hooves to keep him in place. The dragon didn’t mind that forcefulness by any means, and began to suckle the stallion’s head with more vigor than before. His tongue continuously swirled around the Guard’s shaft, exploring every inch of his sweaty flesh as the heady musk tingled his tastebuds. Even after his extensive experience with Pharynx, tasting a real, genuine horse-cock was enough to make Spike’s eyes roll back with vigor. He moaned muffledly around the girth of Turbulence’s head, and tried to push his lips even deeper down the stallion’s shaft.

“Nnnnnffffff…” Stratus Star, who was still standing at the side like a cuckold, could only watch while teasing his cock through his magic. His body trembled when he saw the copy of Spike getting in on the action, with his fanged maw opening wide beside the original. Much like Spike, Pharynx lolled out his long tongue to snake around the base of Turbulence’s balls. The Guard’s groans became even shakier as he felt that second pair of lips getting involved, with Pharynx beginning his work suckling on one of those plump, low hanging orbs dangling between his legs. Despite his sharp fangs, Pharynx was experienced enough to know to curl his lips over his teeth before sucking on the pony’s twitching balls. Even though the sheer size of those nuts were large enough to keep the copy from pleasuring both at the same time, it was doubtful Turbulence would mind as he felt Pharynx’s soft, titillating suckles against his loose sac.

Both Spikes worked in tandem with that massive cock, using their mouths and claws to their full advantage. The original Spike continued to suck on the head, allowing heavy spurts of the stallion’s precum to spurt to the back of his throat. His coiling tongue snaked its way back towards the top, while his claw continued to stroke the remainder of the veiny shaft. Meanwhile, Pharynx made sure to provide his own tantalizing touch, as he used one of his claws to carefully caress Turbulence’s other ball. Much like the real Spike, drool could be seen dribbling from the copy’s chin while indulging in that ball-musk as diligently as he could.

When he looked down at the spectacle between his legs, Turbulence throbbed hard at the sight of two Spikes sharing his cock like a couple of hungry sluts. The original Spike gazed up at him while his mouth was stuffed with cock, and his eyes went half-lidded to emphasize just how grateful he was to taste him properly. He kept his sights up at him when he pulled his mouth back for a moment, and moaned while slathering his tongue all over the Guard’s cockhead. Turbulence had to keep himself steady on the mattress as his legs twitched involuntarily, and he throbbed hard enough to shoot a couple fresh strands of precum across Spike’s face. Pharynx groaned when he felt those faint pulsations from the ball firmly lodged in his mouth; meanwhile, the real Spike used his tongue to lick up the thick, gooey strands that landed across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. “Aaaaaaaahhhh… T-Thank you~”

He went right back in after cleaning his face, shoving the stallion’s plump head deep inside his drooling maw. His claw worked more vigorously, tantalizing Turbulence’s shaft well enough to keep his knees buckling. While the original Spike worked tediously, bobbing his head back and forth while pumping that fat cock, the mimic finally pulled his mouth away from the stallion’s ballsack to join in. Pharynx tried to copy Spike’s skilled tongue-lashing, and coiled his own appendage around the base of the Guard’s rigid stallionhood. And while the pony reeled his head up and groaned from that additional stimulation, Pharynx took that opportunity to plant his lips against the side of his throbbing shaft.

“Mmmmmm…” While tasting Turbulence’s heady musk, Pharynx reached out to poke Spike’s shoulder. When the little dragon reopened his eyes, he saw the sultry stare Pharynx was giving him while slobbering Turbulence’s cock. Even with how stuffed Spike’s mouth may have been, he let out an audible moan from the prospect his lover was implying. He slowly pulled his lips away from the cockhead, which was now coated in a thick glaze of precum and drool. And much like Pharynx, Spike moved his mouth down towards the other side of Turbulence’s shaft while his tongue wrapped around the top tightly.

The two Spike joined together for another long, passionate kiss with their lips continuously smacking, and their tongues moving about freely. The big difference this time around, however, was the fact that Turbulence’s fat cock was nestled right between their mouths. The stallion pulled back one of his hooves so he could bite on it, but it did very little to quell the heavy groans he made from their immeasurably pleasing cock-sharing. Both of the little sluts took their time as they kissed one another deeply, while also feeling every strong throb from the cock wedged between their lips. Heavy spurts of precum spat out onto the bed, standing out in thick ropes against the satin sheets; of course, considering how riled-up Stratus Star was getting watching the three, it seemed that Turbulence wasn’t the only one making a mess as the unicorn leaked profusely on the marble floor.

“Oh, fuck…” The lone Guard eventually found enough composure to move his hooves, although his horn remained lit to continue stroking himself. Stratus Star wobbled over towards the bed, his eyes pinned on the slutty dragons slathering their mouths all over his partner’s cock. It wasn’t until he began to crawl onto the bed that Spike took notice, with one of his eyes opening up to see him looming in. However, as soon as he pulled back from Turbulence’s stallionhood, he peered over to see the ropes of precum littered across his bedding.

Like a mindless beast driven by pure impulse, Spike moved away from Turbulence while Pharynx continued to lick up and down the stallion’s shaft. The original dragon crawled on all fours, keeping his tail flagged up high to flaunt off his gaping hole. With Stratus Star watching from behind, Spike moaned out weakly as he bent his head down. He used his long tongue to slowly lap up the smears of cum on the bed, while also peering back at Stratus to see his reaction.

“Aaaaaaahhhh~” The little slut made sure to make his intentions loud and clear, and used a free claw to pull back his tail even more. Stratus finally turned off his horn with a horny moan, his lustful gaze darting between Spike’s debaucherous licking and his presented backside. The dragon narrowed his eyes on him while licking up Turbulence’s precum, even as the stallion kept spitting more out with the aid of Pharynx’s titillation. A couple strands of the Guard’s pre landed across Spike’s scaly back, but the slut remained right in place behind Stratus Star’s twitching cock.

With a wet smack of his lips, Pharynx finally pulled away from Turbulence’s cock to glance over at Stratus and speak with a taunting jeer. “Hmph~ What’s the matter, Private? You worried you’re gonna break him?”

“Uhhhhhh…” Stratus Star’s cheeks were as red as a tomato, and he looked between the two Spikes before shrugging timidly. “I-I mean… m-maybe? I dunno…”

“Mnnnnghhh!!” Spike got downright impatient as he lifted his ass up high, and sunk his chin into the mattress. “S-Stratus, please! I can swim in lava, for Celestia’s sake! I promise I can take it!”

“Okay, you know what?” Pharynx decided to take initiative, and began to crawl away from the edge of the bed where Turbulence was perched at; although, the dragon paused briefly enough to spit directly on the head of his twitching cock. He then crawled across the bed towards Spike, and got in position right beside him with his ass fully presented. Spike was looking at him wide-eyed, not expecting the gruff General to actually bottom for once. But considering how well-endowed both stallions were, he wasn’t willing to speak up when Pharynx stared back at them intently. “You guys have both of us right in front of you! So unless you want me to make a direct order as a Superior Officer, I very strongly suggest that you stop bitching, and use those cocks for your castle’s Royal Advisor and Dignitary! Do I make myself clear, gentlemen?!”

Even while speaking in Spike’s form and voice, the Guards instantly replied with a strong salute like they were back in boot camp. “S-Sir, yes Sir!” shouted Stratus and Turbulence at the same time flusteredly.

“That’s what I wanted to hear! Now get over here and fuck both of us like we’re showmares! MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!”