The Dragon Lord's Banquet

by CrackedInkWell

Rating: mature
Tags: Dragons, Sex, Profanity, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Other, Porn, Spike
Length: 5630

Based off the 'Sluttified Spike' Series by TheVClaw, Spike is invited to ex-Dragon Lord Torch's birthday banquet where he has brought a gift - himself.

Warning: The following story you're about to read contains M/M and M/M/M that contains graphic scenes of a sexual nature. All characters depicted are fictional and are over the age of 21. Viewer discretion is strongly advised.

This story is a paid commissioned by Anonymous. This story is loosely based on "Chronicles of a Sluttified Spike" by TheVClaw.

What do you give an ex-Dragon Lord for his birthday? Every year in the Dragon Lands, Torch throws a banquet inside of a volcano that has pools of lava to swim in, a feast of gems, and demands gifts from those who are invited. Spike, who has embraced his sexuality ever since he became a full-fledged adult has an idea what to give to Dragon Lord Torch. Having undergone what some would consider a glow-up, he decides he's going to try to make Torch's banquet a little more interesting.

He's going to gift himself.

This story contains graphic depictions of: size magic/size difference, exhibitionism, oral, anal, group sex, gangbang, masturbation, double anal penetration, triple oral penetration, and more semen to open a navy with.

All characters depicted in this fic are fictional and are over the age of 21.

Published 2025-02-17 02:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2025-02-17 02:00:02 UTC

The Ultimate Party Favor

Author's Note

This story contains graphic depictions of: size magic/size difference, exhibitionism, oral, anal, group sex, gangbang, masturbation, double anal penetration, triple oral penetration, and more semen to open a navy with.

All characters depicted in this fic are fictional and are over the age of 21.

The Ultimate Party Favor

Things have changed since Spike had been to the Dragon Lands. Not only has he been helping out Twilight more often as her advisor and Friendship Ambassador, but lately Spike has been growing. Since the day he molted and grew wings, he couldn’t help but notice that his body was undergoing certain changes every time he looked in the mirror. He was getting taller and thinner. At the same time, he saw that his rear was becoming more toned and a bit more pronounced than it had been a few years ago. Which he considered as an added bonus, as he still gets lingering looks from stallions as he passes by.

Not that Spike minded, he had a reputation after all. Ever since he became a full-fledged adult, the dragon had been sexually active. Or, to put it less elegantly, a cum-dumping slut. It wasn’t that he was whoring himself out – far from it. No, Twilight had made him promise that as long as he does so off duty and never accept any money, he could do what he wished. So that it wouldn’t flare up his dragon greed. Instead, if any stallion were interested, he would simply indulge in his sexuality for free.

So when he got a message from Dragon Lord Ember that her father invited him to his birthday banquet, Spike was excited. Especially what the message said.

To Spike,

My father, Torch, has extended an offer to have you join in his upcoming Birthday Banquet next week. This year he wants it to be a male-only party, and he wants you to be there.

Now, my father may not be a Dragon Lord anymore, but he still expects everyone there to bring a gift. As a word of warning: don’t bring anything fragile, Dad tends to break things. Also, try to bring something that no one there would think of. Knowing other dragons, they might bring a ruby or granite mug (he has a million of those). So, I suggest getting creative.

Signed,
-Dragon Lord Ember.

Needless to say, it didn’t take long for Spike to figure out what to bring to the party.

By the time Spike had arrived in the Dragon Lands, he was feeling confident about himself. While he wasn’t sure if the Ex-Dragon Lord would even accept his gift, he knew there were still plenty of others who would gladly take it. And going off by the number of male dragons that were heading toward the volcano, he probably wouldn’t have a problem finding anyone in need of his services. Besides, before he got there, he made sure to take a quick dip in a lava pool to make sure he was entirely clean and also lubed up – just in case.

And there was a good sign as soon as he landed at the mouth of a cave. There at the entrance, there was a small group of dragons, talking away. But when he landed and walked by them with a swagger in his step, they went quiet. He could feel their eyes on him, stunned or in disbelief, Spike didn’t see. But when there was a sudden turn in the tunnel, he certainly heard them.

“Was that Spike?”

“That’s gotta be him. And is it me, or did the pipsqueak have a glow-up?”

“No shit. Is he here for the banquet?”

“Hope so. I wonder if he’s still… ya know.”

That put a smile on Spike’s face. Even if the Dragon Lord turns his gift down, he still has options.

After walking through the tunnel, he came into the very heart of the volcano. A massive cavern where there was a pool of lava in the center where a few dragons swam in it. Then there were the gems. Spike had never seen so many collected in one place before. There were mounds of rubies, baskets of diamonds, rivers of sapphires, piles of opals, and more crystals than Spike could eat in a lifetime. Yet, as mouthwatering as all this was, his attention was over towards the gigantic dragon on a red crystal throne.

Torch had a noticeably board expression on his face. Looking down at those that surrounded the throne, one by one being handed a gift. Even from a distance, Spike could tell that every single one was hastily wrapped in whatever they could find from leaves to seaweed. And one by one, Torch unwrapped these gifts.

“And I wonder what this one could be.” Torch said dryly, undoing the wrapping with a claw.
“Another granite mug, how thoughtful.” Unimpressed, the giant dragon put it in a pile of similar mugs, one that was about as big as a house. “Next.”

Spike spread his wings to fly closer to him. As he did so, he spied on how many dragons looked up at him. Some pointed at him while glancing over at each other, some stared at him, and others were confused.

Torch noticed him, “Ah, Spike, isn’t it? Haven’t seen you in years.”

“Hey Torch, sir.” Spike waved at him. “Happy birthday.”

“Thanks. Welcome to the banquet. My, you’ve certainly grown last time I saw you.”

“You can say that,” Spike smirked. “Undergoing a growth spurt and all.”

“I can see that. If you’re lucky, maybe one day you get to be as big as me. If you’re lucky.” Torch smirked. “So, have you brought me a gift?”

Spike drifted down to the foot of the throne. “As a matter of fact, I have.”

“Oh yeah? And where is it?”

“Well,” Spike waved a claw over himself. “You’re looking at him.”

Torch blinked. All around the cavern, a surprised mummer was heard. “Come again?”

“I mean, I’m the gift. Not sure if you heard, but I have a certain reputation-”

“As a slut, yes, I’m aware.”

“Ah,” Spike smirked, “So you have heard of me. Yes, I’m willing – in fact – you and everyone here have my consent to use me as a cumdump. For entertainment purposes of course.”

Again, Torch blinked. And then, he laughed. His laughter went through the volcano like an earthquake. “Oh, you are something, aren’t ya? You’re damn cocky, I’ll give you that. But I don’t know if you noticed, even if I wanted to, I might be too big for ya. Might rip you in two.”

Spike’s grin grew wider, “Oh, I have thought of that.” Lifting his other claw, he opened his clenched fist to show a smooth, chipped white piece. “Do you know what this is?”

Torched bend down, squinting. “Is it some piece of opal?”

“Better! This here is a piece of a pearl that could only be found in Seaquestria. The same pearl that allows any creature to change its form – and more importantly, change size. I was allowed to borrow this from Queen Novo, as thanks for her nephew’s bachelor party last year.

“So I can leave you with one of two choices: either you can shrink just enough to have fun with; or… I can grow a little so that you can fuck me silly. What do you say?”

If anyone in that volcano wasn’t paying attention to Spike, they certainly were now. Even Torch, who was amused by Spike’s foolish gift, was now at least intrigued. That didn’t mean he entirely believed him, but then again, just the idea that he might get to fuck someone’s brains out for the first time in eons was alluring.

Torched smirked, “Tell you what,” he said spreading his legs. Spike looked up in both shock and awe at a red cock that was starting to slip out from Torch’s genital slit. He wasn’t fully hard, and yet, this red, fleshy thing where the head had barbs was about the size of a pony! “If you’re able to at least wrap your lips around this, then I will accept your gift – on one condition.”

Spike flushed and looked up to him, “And… what would that be?”

“I go first. You get to start with that mouth of yours, and I’ll finish in your ass. After that, if any of my guests want your gift – well, at least make it entertaining.”

“Oh, is that all,” Spike grinned, stretching his arms, his legs, wings, tail, and his neck. All the while thinking, ‘Clearly he has no idea what he’s in for.’ Spreading his legs apart, he slapped his lap, then his chest, his left forearm, then his right. Clenching on the pear fragment, he was ready. And then to the amazement of everydrake there, Spike was enveloped in a glowing aura when suddenly he grew about half the size of Torch.

“Woah!”

“Holy shit!”

“Hot damn!”

“He’s really gonna do it?!”

Even Torch was caught off guard, slack-jawed at it all.

Spike maybe still smaller than the ex-dragon Lord, but just looking at his stiffening cock, he knew that it shouldn’t be a problem now. Getting on his knees, Spike crawled over to him while take care not to hurt anyone, lifting his tail, and receiving several hoots and whistles from behind. “So, you still want my gift?” he asked with half-closed eyelids.

Out of everything that Torch had expected for his birthday, of years of having a banquet, a lava pool, and receiving the same damn gift from these uncreative dragons – he never could foresee that he would get the chance to mate the first time in centuries. But just because he never expected it, doesn’t mean he won’t welcome it.

“Ha, I’ll be damned. You weren’t kidding at all.” Torch grinned, spreading his legs wide. “Alright, I accept your gift. So c’mon, entertain me.”

Licking his lips, Spike placed his claws on his thighs, “Alrighty birthday boy, let’s get this party started.” Sticking out his snake-like tongue, Spike gave a few licks around the prickly head. As expected, the barbs were softer than they looked, and he was pleasantly surprised at the taste of it. It was like a warm citrusy ale that had a hint of salt. And from the shutter from Torch, Spike wrapped his lips around it to get a proper taste.

He felt Torch placed a claw on the back of his head. Spike rolled his eyes. Generally, he doesn’t like someone who does that, but then again, as long as Torch isn’t just shoving his dick in his throat all in one go, then it should be fine. He still bobbed his head, both coating it with as much saliva as possible and partly because the closer he got to the base, the more he could smell that rich musky aroma. It didn’t take him long to get him to deepthroat, yet Spike found it a little difficult. If Torch was any longer or thicker, he might choke on it.

“Fuuuck…” Torch moaned, “Gods kid, you’re really good at this, aren’t ya?”

Spike pulled away for air. “Phew, oh yeah. You can say I had a lot of practice.” Putting a couple of digits in his mouth, getting them wet. He withdrew them while he licked Torch’s cock like a popsicle, all the while, his saliva-coated claws wandered over towards his ass. Lifting his tail, he began to lubricate his hole in front of everyone. Even though he was already lubed up, he enjoyed the idea of teasing those watching.

“I call dibs!” Someone yelled out.

Spike laughed, taking a moment off of Torch’s member, he looked over his shoulder. “Be patient, you’ll get your turn after the birthday boy.”

“Damn straight!” Torch chuckled. “Now, turn around.” He said, pointing downward and twirling his claw.

Turning around with his ass presented and lowering his upper half, Spike reached around to spread his cheeks. At the same time, it also exposed him to his cock. Although he had grown over the years, the reddish flesh that stuck out of its slit had only lengthened slightly.

Torch got up from his throne. Giving a low whistle, “I can see why you’re such a slut. You’ve got a more breedable ass than most females I know.”

“Then what are you waiting for,” Spike asked, shaking his rear. “Breed me.”

Torch’s chuckled, grabbing Spike’s tail with one claw and his dick in the other, he said to the other dragons, “Pay attention! This is how a real dragon fucks!”

“A-AHH!” Spike’s eyes went wide.

In hindsight, Spike was thankful that he had come to the party pre-lubed. Almost without warning, one moment he felt Torch’s tip prodding his hole, and the next it was nearly all in. While it thankfully didn’t hurt, given the size he adjusted to, it still took him by surprise when he was suddenly stuffed. Of course, Spike had taken on big stallions in the past, and the fact that dragon anuses were more elastic than anything else, it was still sensitive when a thick dragon cock was suddenly shoved up there.

Torch immediately began a fast-paced rhythm like a diamond dog in rut. Thrusting his hips like a desperate animal, practically spanking Spike with every noticeable slaslapslap! For Spike, it was as if someone were to attach one of his largest dildos to a jackhammer. He was vibrating from the sheer pounding that Torch was giving him.

“H-H-H-h-h-h-h-h-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-h-h-h-h-h-i-i-i-i-i-t-t-t!” Spike’s voice sounded like he was in a massage chair with the settings on max. Every part of his body was shaking from the near-overwhelming, relentless vibrations that felt electrical. His prostate was being smashed over and over with the speed of lightning while his cock was not only leaking pre but was slapping against his underbelly with every thrust he was receiving. The sensation was enough to get Spike’s eyes to roll to the back of his head, maw gawking in an endless moan.

Meanwhile, the reaction from the other male dragons varied. After the shock wore off from seeing the Ex-Dragon Lord openly mating Spike, some felt that this was too much and exited the volcano. However, there were plenty of others who not only lingered, but many were aroused. Stroking their erections, wishing that they could have a turn with Torch’s party favor.

Torch held on to Spike’s hips as he continued to rut the younger drake senseless. Grunting at how not only virgin tight he was, not only how warm he was around his dick, but how wet and easy it was for him to bury himself deep. There was hardly any resistance each time he hilted himself. “Fuck…” Torch grunted through his teeth. “Admit it, you love this, don’t ya bitch?” He said, slapping Spike on his right ass cheek.

“A-h-h! Y-Y-Y-es!” Spike squealed. Shifting his hindlegs to push back, trying to get in as much of Torch’s wild cock as possible. As intense as the old dragon lord was (And by gods he was!) it was incredible as well. Yes, Spike had more dicks in him than he could count, but this was on a different, almost god-like level. He could feel himself edging ever closer to his own climax. Spike was about to at least say something, but his sluttish vibrating moans were all he could say.

Torch however could tell. He grabbed Spike’s tail and leaned forward where he could say in his ear. “Cum, bitch!”

That was what sent Spike over. Underneath, his slapping dick was spitting out ropes of cum over the volcanic floor. Spike was sent into nirvana as Torch didn’t slow down, as wave after wave after wave of violent euphoric pulses shook him like an earthquake. And Spike’s moans grew into an ever-higher pitch. And what’s more, even after ten seconds, he was still cumming, like Torch’s erratic cock was keeping him in a perpetual orgasm.

‘Don’t stop!’ was all Spike could think as his mind was going foggy. ‘Gods please don’t stop!’

And yet, it wasn’t long before Torch too had reached his limit. With Spike cumming, his asshole twitched between tight and tighter, the old dragon lord gave one last deep thrust into him to release his seed. Torch let out a fireball, practically screaming as he shot his semen in Spike’s bowels. Spilling his white-hot ecstasy to the point that it started to leak out. Torch gave a few more hard thrusts into Spike to get it in there before he pulled out. Letting out a sigh as his barbed cock popped from the younger drake’s hole, his cum running down their legs.

“Holy shit kid,” Torch said out of breath. “I haven’t fucked anyone this hard in years.”

“C-Cool…” Spike shakily raised a thumb. He slowly stood back upright, reached under his sloppy hole to put a few digits in, and withdrew. All he saw running down his claws was nothing but cum. He sighed, at least nothing’s been damaged. Looking over his shoulder, he asked, “Did you like your gift?”

“Fuck yeah, I did.” Torch collapsed back on his throne. “In fact, I liked it so much, it would be a shame to just have you all to myself.” He grinned, “You’re not too worn out already, aren’t ya?”

Spike laughed, “Bitch please, you’re dealing with a professional.”

He chuckled, “Then, by all means, entertain me.”

Turning towards the sea of horny dragons, Spike smirked. “So guys, while I still got this,” he held up the pearl shard, “how big do you want me?”

One of the dragons flew up to him, “Hey, so… Could you at least shrink back a little but… Maybe make yourself just slightly taller?”

“Oh? You mean something like…” Spike gripped the pearl, enveloping in a glow as he started to shrink himself back down. He stopped when he stood about just a head taller than most dragons there. “How’s this?”

Looking around, he saw other dragons approach him in every direction. All eager to get this gangbang started, going off by the throbbing erections.

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

Eyeing one of the nearby boulders that was serving as a low table for diamonds, Spike strode over and shoved the basket full of gems to the ground. On it, he laid down on his back, spreading his legs and reaching down to part open his ass to display the previous load that the ex-dragon lord had given him.

In every direction, Spike was surrounded, practically swarmed by dragons that wanted to get their rocks off. Some tried to be first in line for his ass while others want to get sucked off. Spike can see that for some, several were probably going to have to wait a while before they got their turn. So he reached out to grab whatever cocks nearby and began stroking them. “Now, now guys. Be civil and at least try to share.”

Between his legs, Spike saw a yellow muscular dragon shove to the front of the line. Holding up Spike’s legs while rubbing his cock over his. Since Spike had transformed himself to be a little taller than usual, he found that relatively speaking given his new size he was now about average size. Even the guy that’s frotting him, they found they were roughly the same length.

Meanwhile, someone took ahold of Spike’s head to bend over. One of the chubby dragons, a deep blue guy, held him over towards his throbbing erection. Silently urging him to suck him first. Needless to say, Spike didn’t have to be told twice. Licking his lips, he stuck his snaky tongue to wrap around the barbed yet soft head that teased out drops of the drink of the gods.

The guy between his legs had enough teasing and so decided to pull back, to line up his dick up against Spike’s sloppy tight hole. Thanks to the extra lubricant that Torch gave, it didn’t take too much resistance for it to slip right inside, letting out a moan from both dragons. And unlike Torch who forced everything in at once, this guy had the courtesy to sink in slowly, thrusting in about an inch or so at a time before hilting himself in the warm, slick, and tight insides of Spike’s ass.

“Oooh! Yeah there ya go…” Spike said huskily. The dragon took the opportunity when his mouth was open and stuck it in. Thankfully because of his new size, when it was pushed inside his maw, it fitted comfortably enough not to gag him. And as that pudgy drake started to hump his face, Spike made a mental note to maybe use this size thing with the pearl more often.

To Spike, there was plenty to enjoy when you’re the one in the middle of a spit-roast in an orgy. There’s tasting the warm flesh that thrusts in and out of his mouth, letting his tongue sample the salty, savory, and hints of the sweetness of each cock that at any moment would reward him with the complex flavors of semen. There was also being fucked in the ass by a warm, living member that penetrates deeper while brushing up against his prostate; and the faster the plunges, the more indescribable pleasure is felt. To top it off, to have both ends being humped on while feeling other throbbing cocks, anticipating any of them to take their place or maybe cum on him… There was nothing like it in the world.

“Shit, look at ‘em go!”

“I call dibs next.”

“C’mon, cum already!”

“Fuck, this is hot.”

And the chorus of horny guys that want to go next while masturbating over is just the cherry on top.

He felt both dragons picking up the pace, so he reached out blindly to feel for any dicks nearby to give them a rub. Almost immediately, his claws took hold of a pair. Felt the dripping pre at their tips and rubbed it down their warm, pulsating flesh. Spike only spent about half a minute or so before reaching out to another to give a clawjob to.

Then, the dragon that held his head was thrusting more erratically. This meant that the pudgy drake was about to- “Ah, a-ahh! Yes!” With one more thrust to shove down Spike’s throat, the dragon came. Gifting him with a spurt or so of cum to grace over his tongue while it throbbed in his maw. Spike circled his tongue to coax out as much spunk as possible. Yet, this was short-lived, as soon as that dragon was satisfied and withdrew, another shoved his cock in his mouth.

On the other end, Spike felt the dragon fucking him shoving him faster and faster. Although Spike could tell that the guy was getting close to his peak and wished he could go on a little longer, he still welcomed it. He enjoyed the sensation of being grabbed, thrusting hips giving some of the more final pumps before being pressed up against him. Feeling those spurts of white ropes being injected, mixing with Torch’s seed left him with that gooey, warm feeling.

“Did he came?”

“He did.” One of the dragons said, “Now get the fuck out of the way!”

Spike felt a sudden withdrawal, nearly causing him to choke at suddenly feeling empty down there without warning. Cum was running down his tail in hot streams. He felt someone running a claw over it, no doubt to probably lube up a little before taking the plunge. With legs spread apart, he felt the new dragon pushing into his depths. This time he felt that it was thicker, which made Spike moan around the cock he was sucking on.

“How is this bitch still so tight?” A voice asked, sinking his member into Spike’s ass. Letting out a moan of, “But damn he is so slick.” He started thrusting, not paying attention to the cum that was coating his underside and running down his legs.

Then just as Spike was getting to enjoy himself, he heard someone ask, “So how many cocks do you think he can fit in his mouth?”

Spike had to let go of the clawjobs he was giving to push the dragon away from his maw. Giving him a moment to breathe, he looked up at them. “Usually one when I’m at my normal size. But…” Trailing off, an idea came to Spike. “Ya know what? Let’s change things up a little. Hey you, mind pulling out for a second?”

“What?” Looking down, Spike saw the dragon that was fucking him. A thin auburn drake with scales on his head that resembled hair that draped over his eyes. “What for?”

“Give me a sec…” Spike changed positions. He twisted around so that he was on all fours. He looked over his shoulder. “Hey you, scooch underneath me.”

“Uh… Why?”

“Because I wanna see how many dragons can fill me in each hole at once.”

“Huh… O-Oh!” Realizing what Spike has in mind, the dragon slinks underneath, his back against the stone. All the while, he couldn’t help but notice Spike’s erection underneath while he was trying to reposition himself. “Hey, you want someone to take care of that or…?”

Spike smirked, “You can, but focus on what feels good to you. Like getting that cock back inside me.”

It took a moment for the auburn dragon to realign his member against Spike’s hole, but once he did, he used his legs to thrust into him. While the position was rather odd, it did give him the force for his thrusts to be harder than the other way. And just when he resumed fucking Spike, the two felt another cock poking at the same hole. Thankfully, the guy did slow down for the other one to prod around, trying to fit in an already tight asshole. At first, it was too tight to have it fit in.

“Pull all the way out except for the tip,” Spike advised. The auburn dragon did so, “Okay, try again.” This time, both dragons prodded at his entrance where thanks to all the cum from the previous loads, the pair of throbbing members were able to slip in at a tight squeeze. Spike did his best to relax, while it wasn’t the first time he took on a pair of dicks at once, it still was intense for him. “Fuuuuck, it’s been too long since I’ve double penetrated.” He said, letting out a mareish moan under his breath.

“Hey,” Spike looked up, seeing three dragons there slowly massaging some rather impressively long members. The one in the middle looked down at him with a smug grin. “Wanna see how many of these can fit in your mouth?”

A smirk formed on Spike’s face, “Bring it on, bitches.”

The three of them huddled around him, their members poking about Spike’s maw, daring to take them all on at once. ‘A six-way gangbang,’ Spike thought, ‘this is better than the Hearth’s Warming party last year.’ Licking his lips, he closed his eyes and opened his mouth as wide as he could go, sticking out his reptilian tongue. And all at once, he wrapped his lips on all three dicks.

In the past, Spike used to have the habit of cramming as much food as possible. Once when he was younger, he entered a haydog eating contest where at one point he managed to fit six of the sausages at once. And he had tried to do so for stallions, but given how thick they usually are, he could only do so one at a time without choking. But now at this size where he could taste three long dragon penises in his throat without signaling for air, it was like a dream come true.

Eventually, the five dragons started to go at their own pace on both ends. The two at Spike’s ass piston in and out at different speeds while the one at the very bottom decided to give the cum-hungry slut a tip by giving him a clawjob. Meanwhile, the three other dragons were face-fucking him. Some tried to get deepthroat into Spike, but with them, most of them could only get in halfway.

Torch, who was still watching this spectacle, found himself getting hard again. Sure, none of these dragons could do what he did, but hot damn were they giving him a show. He sat on his throne, slowly stroking himself. This time he didn’t have to put on an act in front of everyone, he can simply sit back and watch the live porno act.

In the middle of all this, with so much stimulation at every angle, filling up his senses of being the ultimate cum-dump to so many all at once; he was sure he had died and gone to Elysium. The scent of musk from numerous horny dragons that waited for their turn. The taste of three cocks gifted him with unique flavors that were unique to him. The sight of three bodies slapping against his maw while at the corner of his eye, there were more jerking off. The sound of moaning and grunting was like a melody on top of the multi-tempo of hips slapping against his flesh. And the overstimulation of having so many pleasuring his holes all at once from his prostate that is getting the massage of a lifetime, to the dicks in his mouth that is stuffing him with more tubes than a haydog factory, and his modest cock getting stroke, urging him to cum again… If he truly had died, he would not mind at all if this was his afterlife.

The maelstrom of euphoria picked up when each of them sped up a little. Not only Spike was getting hammered from his mouth to his ass, but even the one whose jerking him off tightened his grip a little. Everyone was getting close now, even Spike felt that his orgasm was near. In his mind, he was begging them to breed him, to give him all their cum.

Suddenly he felt something wet being flung on his back, then his face. He cracked open an eye and saw from the corner of it, those who were jerking off on the sidelines were cumming. Their animalistic grunts and speedy claws lead them to ejaculate on him. Drenching Spike in a bukkake of white-hot seed being sprayed around him from his wings to his legs, his back to his face. And seeing this, Spike was not too far behind.

Involuntarily, Spike thrusted his hips as he too was being sent over the edge. He moaned into those three cocks while he unleashed ropes of seed. Splattering between him and the dragon fucking him. His eyes rolled towards the back of his head; and in the throes of orgasm, his stretched asshole pulsated, milking the pair of dicks into giving their seed.

“I’m gonna-”

“Yes!”

“Work it, bitch!”

Then, in a cascade of semen, each dragon climaxed nearly at the same time. The two at his ass thrust as deeply into Spike as they could. Held on to him as their hips and legs twitched while they unleashed waves of bliss into the slutty dragon. Meanwhile, Spike tasted the pulsating rods of freshly hot cum that spurted in his maw. There was so much of it that was being injected at once that Spike struggled to swallow it all. And on top of riding his orgasm, he felt more and more ropes of semen from other dragons that landed on his scales.

“Ahh!” Even Torch, who had been masturbating on his throne climaxed. With both claws on his enormous member, he ejaculated pools of cum that flung across the cavern. Some knocked over a few dragons that didn’t pay attention, covering them in nearly as much babybatter as Spike.

Eventually, everyone came down from their euphoric orgasms. As those who pulled away from Spike, he raised a claw. The three that had his mouth pulled away, to which Spike coughed. “Please… No more for now…” He said, his voice raspy and panting. “Let me rest.”

“Aww, c’mon! I didn’t get a turn yet!” Someone complained.

A sudden fireball exploded over everyone’s heads.

“Hey! Back away!” Torch barked.

Despite not being Dragon Lord anymore, everyone there stepped away from Spike.

Spike was heaving as though he had flown across the world. He was sticky, hot, exhausted, but satisfied. Of course, Spike probably would need to take a day or two to fully recover. His legs were shaky as he rolled over on his back. Looking up at Torch, he asked, “So… How was it?”

“Out of everything, this is the best present I’ve gotten in a long, long time.” Torch chuckled. “Still, you took everything like a champ.”

A soft groan escaped him, Spike gave a shaky thumbs up. “Glad you liked it.”

“Now, will you need any help getting back to Equestria?”

“Huh? Oh, nah, not yet. If it’s alright, I’d like to stay here for a couple more days. Besides,” Spike smirked. “I don’t think everybody had their turn yet.”

“Damn, you are a freak! Very well, you may stay. Though you should probably rest first.”

“Thanks…” Spike said, before passing out, snoring his head off.

Torch turned to the other dragons, “As for the rest of you, no one is allowed to touch him until he recovers.”

They stared at him.

“AGREE WITH ME!” He roared.

They did. After all, you don’t disobey an ex-dragon lord on his birthday.

The End.