“And with this diploma you, Sandbar, have graduated from the School of Friendship!”
Headmare Starlight gave me a tightly bound scroll. It had my name on it. I looked over at my friends, Gallus, Smolder, Yona, Silverstream and of course, Ocellus.
The group beamed at me with pride and I waved to them. It was about time. The others had graduated the year before. I passed the friendship part of school easily, but Headmare Starlight added a tougher portion consisting of a real education. Thankfully Ocellus took time from her library duties to help me out. She had no idea how helpful she was.
“It’s about time you graduated, now you can find the real ‘fun’ of working,” Gallus said, curling his claws down in quotations.
“Yeah! I can’t wait!”
“I was being sarcastic.” The griffin’s smirk dropped to his normal flat look.
“Don’t believe him, working is amaaaazing!” Silverstream’s voice hit a few octaves higher at the end. “I’ve been working at the flower shop for six months now and I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of flowers.”
“Yeah, it’s so awesome that all of you stayed in Ponyville.” I was dreading the day we had to split but even Gallus joined the Ponyville garrison and remained close.
“Yona super proud of Sandbar! Yona knew you could do it! Now it party time!” The yak raised to her hindlegs and slammed the ground with enough force to knock Ocellus over. I tried to catch her or help her up but she was on her hooves before I reached her.
“Party?! Now you’re speaking my language! It’s one of the better things about growing up.” Smolder had loosened up a lot since she found out alcohol was available to us at this age. Booze is fun but I wanted to focus on my studies. Of course, I could join more now.
“You get party supplies, Yona distract Sandbar while you set up.” The yak blinked at the others, and I giggled.
“Uh, according to my books on pony parties, that would be needed if it’s a surprise party. You just told him so it doesn’t count now.” Ocellus poured through a book she must have bought for the occasion. It warmed my heart knowing she did all that research for me.
“Sandbar not know what party will look like, it still be a surprise.” Yona blinked, I wondered if she was confused about the signal or if she just couldn’t wink. “Come with Yona, Sandbar.”
“Ok,” I followed the yak away from the group, keeping my eyes on Ocellus as she flew away. Things had gotten a little different since she became of age.
We walked to my old room, so I could finish packing. Yona started to easily stack the boxes, I strained to even move. How had I collected so much stuff here?
Yona was strangely quiet. It was odd finally leaving the school but as the last one, I was looking forward to it. It’s hard not seeing your friends every day like you’re used to.
“Sandbar… Yona knows secret.” She talked to the wall of boxes, not to me.
“Oh? You know a secret? Can you tell me? Or is that a secret too?”
“Yona knows Sandbar secret.” She spun around, her face grave and sympathetic.
“My secret? Huh, which one is that?” I started to back away from her. There were quite a few things I didn’t tell my friends, mostly because it’s embarrassing. Things that should be kept to yourself when you’re alone.
“Sandbar… like Ocellus.” She pointed her small hoof at me like I was guilty of a crime.
“Well huh, I like all of you…” I couldn’t think of anything else to say. Yona and I dated throughout school but we decided to end it. It just wasn’t working out. I didn’t like being crushed or my stuff smashed if I failed to do the right thing.
“Sandbar a bad liar. Yona know. Yona ok with it. But does Ocellus know?”
“No. I-I wasn’t certain how to say anything. We’re lucky you and I ended well but … it’s different when we’re older.” It was complicated now. Young love was cleaner and more innocent. Adult love had a lot more to it. I wasn’t certain if Ocellus and I didn’t work out the group could remain together.
“You like Ocellus more than you did Yona?”
“Kind of. I mean, it’s not the same as it was with us.”
“Because of sex?” Yona was so earnest. I couldn’t help but cringe at the sound of the word.
“Yeah…”
“Sandbar want to fuck Ocellus.” She placed her hoof to her chin. “Yona ok.”
“I-I wouldn’t say it like that…”
“Yona want to fuck Gallus!”
“What?” The world spun a bit. I mean, I shouldn’t be so egotistical to think that she was still hung up on me, but at the same time I didn’t think of her finding anypony else. It felt a little childish.
“Come on, it no big deal. Yona might want to but Yona not sure yet. If you want Ocellus you should tell. At least that way she know. You tell her tonight. Yona will help.”
“Oh no, I don’t think I need help with that. I’ll tell her when I’m ready.” The last thing I needed was Yona trying to “discreetly” shout my secret to the changeling I had a thing for. Especially if she focuses on the sex.
“How long Sandbar feel this way?” I should have known she wasn’t going to give up.
“A year…” Ever since she started tutoring me. I had a lot of fantasies about her in those book stacks with glasses, wearing a skirt.
“Sandbar? Sandbar drooling!” The yak stared at me and not my face.
“Hey! Yona! Don’t stare at-at that part of me!” I walked behind my bed to block her.
“Yona see it before. No big deal. But you should show it to Ocellus. It will help.” I couldn’t tell if she was joking or not. Ponies don’t go around showing themselves to their crushes. Do yaks? “Come on. Party probably ready now. Let’s go.”
I followed the yak out, I needed to focus my thoughts. Showing up to a party for me all excited would definitely set the wrong tone. I trotted next to Yona instead.
The walk to the clubhouse was longer than normal. I tried to focus on the point of the party. I graduated, but all I could think of was that small mare. I bit my lip to pull my thoughts out of that library, nothing good could come from there.
“Suuurpise!” Silverstream screamed as I approached. The clubhouse didn’t have much in the way of decorations. There was a bucket of beer in ice and a few pizzas. That was pretty much it.
“I told you it wasn’t a surprise party,” Ocellus scolded. She had a beer and a slice in her hooves already. The rest of them did as well.
“You know you didn’t have to distract him that long, right Yona?” Gallus snickered. “You two rehashing old times? Maybe one more for the road in the old room.”
“I told you we never did that!” I hated how he just assumed, he used to tease me constantly when I was dating her.
“Suuuure,” Gallus drawled out, letting the sarcasm drip from his words as the head of his beer did on the floor.
“Sounds like Gallus is jealous of Sandbar.” Yona quipped with a sly smirk. “Gallus wants Yona for himself.”
“Pppppftt!” Gallus nearly choked on his swig of brew. “I-I never said that!”
“Gallus not need to.” The smirk never left the yak’s lips. I couldn’t believe she was coming on so strong right out of the gate. But then the griffin had given her an opening.
“Why don’t we play a game!” Silverstream said cutting off any further discomfort. “What was that old game we liked, Truth then cake?”
“Come on, that’s a school game. Let’s play something else.” Gallus still looked frazzled.
“How about we make it more adult,” the hippogriff suggested with a sip of cooler. “Truth, then drink!”
“Fiiine,” Gallus whined. He suddenly brightened. “Ok but only “adult” questions then. I don’t want to hear about who your favorite Professor was or what your favorite color is. I want real dirt.”
The griffin had a wicked gleam in his eyes. I bit my lip, I wasn’t sure where he was going but it could easily expose my feelings or Yona’s.
“Oh! More truth sounds good,” Silverstream giggled. “And I don’t have any dirt, just feathers and skin.”
“You’ll find out what I mean soon enough…” Gallus cackled. “I’ll start! Yona! Tell me the truth, what were you implying back there?!”
“Waah! Why Yona first?!” Yona looked around for backup.
“Because I want to know,” Gallus looked a little on edge. His eyes were wide and bulging a bit.
“Fiiine, Yona flirting with Gallus…” the yak confirmed what had been obvious to everyone.
“Why?” The griffin demanded.
“Ah Ah Ah! Only one question,” Silverstream chastised. “It’s Yona’s turn.”
I bit my lip. This was it. She was going to come at me for sure. I saw that knowing smirk on her face. She looked directly into my eyes, I almost forgot how cute they were. Her ears twitched slightly in a playful manner.
“Ocellus!” She said, looking away. “Yona wants to know if you still virgin?”
Ocellus’s ears dropped and her mouth opened wordlessly. She turned bright red and looked at us all. It was hard to hear the answer from the small squeak she produced. I held my breath in hope. “Y-yes. Is-is that bad?”
“No way. It’s fine,” I said immediately.
“Yeah, if you want to be lame.” Gallus sneered and rolled his eyes. “We’re finally old enough to get some action and none of you have even tried have you?”
Yona opened her mouth to protest but Silverstream hushed her. “Gallus, you can’t say that. It’s not your turn.”
Gallus raised an eyebrow but crossed his arms and leaned back. The rest of the red-faced group looked around in discomfort. Was sex really that important now? Gallus and Yona seemed to think so. Was that what the rest of them believed? I guess I was going to find out.
Ocellus looked like a lead actress that just forgot her lines. I couldn’t help but think of how cute and vulnerable she looked. I shifted in my seat a little bit.
Her demeanor changed, her eyes narrowed, and she shook her head. “Silverstream, choose which two of us you would have a ménage a trois with.”
“Now we’re talking,” Gallus cackled.
Silverstream’s eyes went wide. She looked at all the faces around her and stared at me a little longer than she should have. Then she sighed. “Sandbar and Ocellus…”
The table shook as the rest gasped. Ocellus and I were the targets of shocked faces and looks of interest. Silverstream was actually bright red and I couldn't help but wonder about that possibility.
My mind snapped back to reality with a shout, “Sandbar!” Silverstream’s eyes glinted at me playfully.
“Oh man, is she going to ask for one now?!” Smolder giggled unabashedly. I noticed that her beer was empty and another opened already.
“How do earth ponies like you masturbate?” The hippogriff was now looking more curious than playful.
“Oh come on! We don’t want to hear about that!” Gallus cried but he was shushed by a lot more voices than I thought would. Ocellus was one of them.
“I mean, I can figure out how Gallus and Smolder do. They have hands. I assume Ocellus changes into something with hands to do it. Yona could place the back of her hoof on her clit and just rub but I can’t picture how an earth pony like you would.” Silverstream was totally into this idea.
“I wanna know too,” Ocellus said, “for research purposes.”
“I just want to know.” Smolder belched.
“Yona was always curious,” the yak looked away.
Gallus looked frantic. “Oh come on! Seriously! Don’t you already know Yona?! You guys were together for three years and you’re telling me you did nothing?! I would have given my left wing for that!”
“Gallus doesn’t need to give any wing. He just needs to ask Yona.” Yona’s statement was followed by a swig of beer.
Gallus paled and the rest of the table went silent. He looked at his beer like it had spoken, not Yona. All of us looked back and forth between the two. Yona continued to drink as if nothing happened. Gallus stood on his hind legs, talons digging into the table, with all his feathers sticking straight out. I don’t know if he was even breathing.
Then his face shifted to a completely blank expression and his voice returned to monotone. “Could I talk to you outside for a minute?”
Nothing was said as the two left. I felt some tension in my gut. Yona hadn’t held back. I was both proud and jealous of her. I tried not to look. It wasn’t any of my business.
“Do you think they’ll have sex now?!” Silverstream jumped up and looked out the window.
“They aren’t going to do it right outside. Sheesh, calm down Silverstream,” Smolder cracked open another can.
“Awww! Now they’re leaving. I didn’t see anything.” What was she expecting to see? Yona might be more open about her needs but she’s not that open. I think.
A slam of a can brought our attention to the table again. Smolder was flushed and looking sullen. That normally meant disaster was about to strike. Luckily the clubhouse was fireproof.
“Gallus is right! What are we doing sitting on our asses?! We should be out there meeting stallions or fillies.” The dragon stood up swaying slightly. “There could be one at the bar right now.”
“Well we don’t want to give it up to just any creature,” the hippogriff countered. Was she shaken? It didn’t seem like anything would phase her but her stance was not one of confidence.
“I didn’t say I would. They have to be as hot as a lava flow in between these legs. Still doesn’t mean I shouldn’t look. Congrats again, Sandbar, I guess it means you’re not a complete dumb ass.” Her wings opened and she flew out of the clubhouse.
“Smolder wait!” Silverstream looked back at us with a strange look of worry. “I better go make sure she’s ok. You know how she gets.”
The two flew off, Smolder swaying ever so slightly in the air. The two of them teamed up a lot lately to dance the night away at the Jumpin’ Jack’s, the only club in Ponyville. I worried about Smolder, she was loving the brew a little much.
It was then I realized I was alone with Ocellus. She smiled as I looked over at her. My heart jumped into my throat. I couldn’t think of anything smart to say. I was the dumb one in the group.
“Well, I’m glad you finally passed. Sorry if your party got weird. Did you want to turn in for the night?” Ocellus was always so considerate. She would and could bend over backward for any pony. I tried not to visualize it.
“No no! Just us is fine. If-if you’re ok with it. He he he.” That didn’t sound awkward at all. Great one Sandbar.
“Of course I am. I mean you’re good company and a great friend Sandbar. But...” Her face changed slightly to a most devious one. “Don’t think I forgot that you didn’t answer your question.”
“My question?”
“You’re going to make me say it again aren’t you?” What was with this sinister playful look on all these mare’s faces? Did they all have their ‘time’ together? I read that it can happen in groups.
“Did you, like, have a question I forgot to answer?” I decided to just ask what she meant.
“You didn’t answer Silverstream’s question. How do earth ponies masturbate?” Ocellus’s eyes twinkled with curiosity or interest. I couldn’t tell.
“Wait… are you serious?”
“Of course! I’ve been wondering about that for a long time.” Ocellus looked at me harder. It was surprising.
“Er really? How long?” I could feel my face melting.
“Since we started studying together. I saw how you began to look at me. And well, I started to wonder. How do you masturbate? How do your lips taste? What would it feel like if you hugged me? How would I feel if you asked me out or wanted to have sex? All that turned in my mind as we studied together. I’m surprised I didn’t start saying it out loud.” Ocellus looked at her beer and drank the rest in one long swig.
“So uh you want to find out?” I needed to know. I had been holding back for so long. I moved closer, my mind a light in desire like a wave about to crash on the shore.
Ocellus nodded, redness spreading on her face. “We-we can sit over on the couch… if you want to demonstrate. I might join you.”
The two of us moved to the back room with a small scratchy couch in it. It was a donation from Yona, which explained all the fur on it. My beer soaked mind wasn’t too particular about setting.
The uneven cushions caught my flanks and then sagged as the changeling sat down next to me. Her eyes were bright, she looked eager and I couldn’t help visualizing what her face would look like in the throes of passion. After opening another beer, she looked up at me with a raised eyebrow. “Well?”
I felt too warm at that moment but a swig of my own beverage calmed me down. Ocellus wanted to see my stallion-hood which could lead to more between us. A large breath later I uncrossed hind legs and my flag pole rose into view. It didn’t take much.
“Whoa! Sandbar, that's amazing!” Ocellus clapped her hooves like I performed a trick. “Can you pick up things with it?”
“Nah, it just stands up like this and after… all the excitement is done, it lays back down again.”
“Can I get a closer look?” She looked around nervously but shook with anticipation. Or at least I hoped it was.
“Sure. You can touch it if you want. It’s excited to see you.” I snorted. I was so dang lame sometimes.
“I caused it? I-I wonder… does that make me responsible?” She shifted closer on the couch to get a better look.
“Well not really. It does that when I’m horny. So, like, you aren’t obligated to … help it.”
“What if I want to help it? I mean, isn’t that my job as your girlfriend now? I’ve never been one before. It’s all so exciting.” Ocellus never took her eyes off of my meat. She was getting closer and closer to it as she spoke.
“I mean only if you want to. I totally won’t say no. But we probably should use protection, just in case.” I had to keep my head about me. Heh heh, head. I couldn’t let things go too far too fast.
“Oh, pregnancy is really unlikely. As a drone I only release my eggs once or twice in my life.” She was almost using my pole as a microphone. “My body measures how mentally ready I am, how good my mate is and will only lay eggs when it’s the exact right moment. Even if it did, I wouldn’t want to use protection because I might not release again. I don’t want to miss it.”
“Really? I thought you could have foals whenever you wanted.”
“If I was a queen I could but I’m still a drone. Is that … something that would bother you? If I did release for some reason, would you be ok with foals?” Ocellus was lightly touching me now. Her hoof ran up and down me as if taking in its full measure.
“I think foals are awesome. If your body chooses me, it sounds like I would be really lucky.” I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the cautious petting. I wasn’t ready to explode anytime soon.
“So uh, how do I do this?” I quickly opened my eyes again. She had both hooves on either side of my shaft, looking at it like a lever she had to pull.
“I thought I was… Never mind, I would love it if you did it for me.” I put my hooves on the outside of hers. “Just keep this pressure and move your hooves up and down along it, like this.” I started the rhythm, demonstrating with long slow strokes.
“So is it like a surprise when you cum, or can you feel it? Don’t tell me when you’re close I want to be surprised.” She happily followed my instructions, her hooves were so smooth.
“It might take a while before that happens. But it feels great, Ocellus.” She reddened and smiled. “If you want me to help you I would love to.”
“Ok, why don’t you lay on the couch and I can stand over you. You’ll have a better look at my vagina and can reach it easier.”
There was a little confusion and frantic movements as we repositioned ourselves. I watched in awe as she spread open her legs in front of my face. It looked like a flower opening, inner petals rising out of the center. There were a few drops of nectar that dribbled onto my chest.
“Oops sorry. It shouldn’t stain, it’s just a lubricant.” She paused while I examined her. One of her hooves reached over and spread herself open more. “I-I want you to see it all. I would be happy to explain anything you want to know.”
“What do you taste like?” I asked with a snort.
“Oh I-I can’t tell you… but if you want to find out…”
I couldn’t stop myself, I wanted that juicy bud all to myself. My hooves took over the spreading and my tongue started to explore. I wouldn’t trust my clumsy hooves to do it. My tongue was a lot softer and I could drink in her scent.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! That’s…” The bug shuddered as I drove deeper in. She released a sigh as I found some spot inside. It was a warm tunnel of muscle filled with a sweet pollen-type flavor.
“Is-is the flavor ok? I can change it.”
“No way. I love it!” I hope she heard me through the slick layers I was talking through. It was like eating a field if it could be condensed into a syrup.
“Don’t forget,” she started to say when a moan shook her. “My- my clitoris, it’s a little higher than where your tongue is. It’s my favorite spot to rub.”
I followed her instructions and found a small bulb amongst the petals. I tentatively brushed it with my tongue and got a long moan for my effort. She was starting to rock on my muzzle.
I took that as a cue I was on the right track. The small bulb rose with each passing lick, there were a few whimpers with each motion. I sucked on it a little bit but she crumpled as I sucked too hard. I went back to gentle nudging and she chirped a bit more.
I wasn’t satisfied with just a few noises, I wanted to see how loud she got. I dug my tongue deep into her cave, finding a hidden well of sugar. It ran down my chin and tickled my nose.
“What..” she gasped as the thrusts became stronger. “What about … you?”
“I’ve been wanting to do this to you for a long time. You don’t have to worry about me right now.” Another moan and chirp followed. I felt the inner walls of the tunnel collapsing in rhythmic fashion. It sucked on my tongue as I found Ocellus’s small teats.
“No! I want,” she couldn’t find her words for a moment lost in a sigh of pleasure. “I want you…”
“Mmm?”
“I want you in there.” The changeling whispered, then spoke a little too loud. “I need you in there!”
“Are you sur-“ Her flanks were pulled out of my hooves as she stood. The river of syrup ran down my chest as she turned around. Her face was glowing red and sweating. She bit her lower lip as her hoof angled my shaft against her winking opening. My rod slid in as she released a satisfying squeak. She laid on my barrel, her lips finding mine.
“Sandbar..” her voice was right next to my ear. She kissed the side one my face and then whispered. “Fuck me, Sandbar. Fuck me hard. I want to cum all over you.”
Nothing in my eighteen years had ever filled me with such need as those words. She was a lot dirtier than I ever imagined and I thrust with all I had. The motion nearly bounced her off but she grabbed my midsection and held on tight. I grabbed her flanks and started stabbing into the juicy center. All she could do was moan and scream “yes!”
She squeezed tighter, and her moaning increased. Her inner walls tightened, her eyes squeezed shut, and she shouted in my ear as my lower half was coated in that sweet smell.
“Whoa,” I said out loud. I didn’t think that changelings produced that much fluid.
“Oh.., no!” She panted as I continued to slam my rod into her. “I think my eggs just dropped. You can pull out if you want.”
“No way! I will do this with you.” I kept going. I wasn’t going to let her lose this opportunity even if it was just me. My body strained as I pulled her flanks closer, each thrust increased the pressure in my hose. It was like sliding through a moist, warm sock.
I was about to shout when I remembered Ocellus wanted a surprise. I bit back my ecstatic moan and just released my payload. I squeezed her flanks onto my geyser, making sure she wouldn’t lose her chance. Then I collapsed with the stunned mare on top of me.
“Oh oh my gosh! We just… we … you wanted to be with me that much?!” Those multifaceted orbs stared in wide comprehension.
“Yeah, I love you Ocellus. I was hoping we would have more time together before we had a family but I don’t regret anything.” I held her close and felt her lips lock on to mine.
“Sandbar,” she said when we finally broke free. “It takes a year for changeling eggs to hatch. We still have lots of time, but I don’t need it to decide who I want to be with.”
We held each other close on that couch and let the warmth of love take us. I had no idea what fatherhood would be like but I had a beautiful mare to find out with.
