DJ MHM And Omnipony's OCs Have Sex

*It is highly suggested that you read the Author's Notes at the bottom BEFORE reading the chapter. It clarifies some things*

        Another bright day in Equestria is usually very active for many ponies. Our friends in Ponyville are engaging in another amazing adventure of awesome affairs, while our friends in Canterlot are dancing at the town center for some kind of Canterlot caper. However, these ponies are not our main focus today. Instead, we will delve into a small village that lies directly in the middle of the two.

        No, it is not Appleloosa. This town lacks a name, but it is very well known for the occupation of its inhabitants. More specifically, its two only inhabitants, who live in the same single house. This particular house did not contrast much from those you would see in any normal area, but this specific home was not at all normal. Most houses sit on the ground, stationary, but this one does not due to the rapid flow of extreme basslines and synth sounds screeching out of the ponies’ subwoofers and high-fidelity speakers.

The owners of this abode are two pegasi stallions. One has a cyan coat, green eyes, and a long, flowing mane and tail of both a bright cyan shade and a dark, mysterious black color. This pony was named MHM. Our other stallion friend is also cyan in color, but instead has a long, flowy mane, with a tail of sky blue and summer’s grassy green. His eyes are a deep violet color, much like the sexy Twilight Sparkle. This stallion was called Omnipony, though I constantly mistake him for Onionpony, the farm pony who sells Onions.

These stallions have wanted to put their dicks in each others’ butts for a very long time. And so, they did.

Omnipony was up early, before the sun had risen. He was weedily prancing around the kitchen to the amazing sound of his famous counterpart, xKore. Omnipony was preparing breakfast, for it was a big day for both him and his best friend in the entire land of Equestria: MHM. DJ MHM and Omnipony would be releasing their EP albums to their fans.

“Omni, what is that amazing scent?” MHM asked, trotting out of his bedroom. “It smells amazing!”

“Ah, nothing too special. I am making you and me waffles and hay bacon! Do not forget, today we release our new EPs!”

“Hehe, that is not the only thing special about today that will be convivial~” MHM replied, seductively, but under his breath

“Hmm, MHM? I didn’t catch that,” Omnipony replied, dropping a golden-brown waffle with two strips of hay bacon onto a plate.

“No, you,” MHM replied.

“Oh, MHM, you so crazy.”

DJ MHM trotted to Omnipony and sniffed his face.

“What are you doing?” Omnipony asked

“Fack you,” MHM replied. MHM grabbed the plate with his mouth and trotted off into the studio without a word.

Omnipony turned off the stove in defeat, and slowly walked with his head hanging low.

Damn, I really thought I could get his attention with breakfast, he whispered to himself, entering the studio. Omnipony looked around lethargically, trying to decide how he would make a move on MHM. First Omnipony looked to the record collection, then to the knife collection, and finally to MHM’s gay vore porn collection.Nah.

        Omni's shyness prevented him from doing the things most stallions his age needed to form social bonds with others in their age group. Things like sleepovers, hanging out with friends, having sex and the like were all lost on the lanky cyan colt from the studio in the mere center of an empty town. He didn't have too many friends to speak of, mainly because he didn't speak. Most of the time, he was content to listen—a trait that would serve him well later with mares, but didn't do much to prevent his classmates from seeing him as the 'weird kid that hung out with MHM.'

        MHM, of course, had a similar problem: an inability to make friends. Hence why the two stallions got along so well. That’s how they knew they liked each other. They could, when needed, enjoy some peace and quiet.

Omnipony sat in his chair, which created a “pomf” sound.

“Hmm, what are we gonna do in the studio, MHM?”

“I don’t know. Hey, you wanna try doing that collab we’ve had planned?”

“Nah, that’s a stupid idea. I... I have a better idea,” Omnipony said, spinning around in his spinning chair.

“What’s that?” MHM asked, joining his friend.

“Why don’t we just have sex?”

“K.”

“So, I can put my monstrous horse cock in your tight, colt asshole?”

“Wat?” MHM asked, as he stopped spinning. “I am not a colt. I am a stallion. I’m a big boy now! Remember, my birthday was last week! You baked me a chocolate cake!”

“I... I remember. I was trying to be sexy...”

“You do a good job of that anyway, Omni~”

        “So, are we going to have sex or not?”

        “Of course! Come here, you sexy beast.”

Omnipony walked over to MHM and sniffed his face.

        “What are you doing?” MHM asked

        “Fuck you.” Omnipony licked MHM’s face and trotted off, into his bedroom. MHM followed close behind.

        Before Omnipony could reach the bedroom, MHM hopped on dat ass with the force of 1000 Celestias. Omnipony squirmed out from under the forceful power of a horny MHM and ran quickly towards his bed. He jumped on and turned, to see DJ MHM hopping forth for a tackle. MHM landed boner first on top of Omnipony, poking his monstrous horse cock into Omni’s face.

        Omnipony first wanted to run, but then realized that it was worthless and stupid to do so. To work was in his blood; to do what he wanted. To continue on any journey life put him through; to follow his dreams. And what did Omnipony dream about? Having rough sex with MHM. He had one shot, one opportunity. To seize everything he ever wanted, in one moment. He was going to capture it. He could not let it slip.

        And so he didn’t. But there was a problem—Omnipony and MHM were both virgins. Omnipony didn’t want to mess up. His hooves were sweaty; knees weak, arms heavy. There was substance on his coat already—Omni’s waffles. He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to take dick. But he keeps on forgetting what he saw in those porn magazines.

I can do this, Omnipony told himself, grabbing MHM’s throbbing penis in between his hooves. He inched his head forward, his eyes closed and his mouth agape, drooling and waiting for the entrance of his friend’s cock. MHM yelped as he entered Omnipony’s warm, wet mouth. The DJ pony could feel his hero’s soft tongue stroke his penis as he gently moved his hips in a slow thrusting motion. MHM began to inch deeper and deeper into Omni’s throat, causing him to salivate wildly. Omni, with the greed of a dragon, slurped up the spittle along with a long tongue stroke to MHM’s penis. Omni stopped and smiled a smile that stretched from ear to ear as he looked up to his friend, who was staring down at him with a blank look on his face.

        “I am no longer pleased with your weedy attitude. Come with me, ” MHM said, grinning an evil grin. “Slave.”

        Omnipony quivered as he heard these words. MHM jumped from the bed and exited the bedroom, entering the kitchen. Omnipony followed closely behind. MHM entered the studio and turned to Omni. MHM turned back around and jumped into his respective chair, and began to play with various knobs and switches on the control deck before him. This feat went on for minutes, as Omnipony watched in mysterious wonder, waiting for MHM to continue with the sexual acts.

        “Umm, MHM? Are... Are we going to... y’know... fuck?” Omni asked, tilting his head in curiosity

        Omnipony trotted silently to MHM’s side and watched carefully as to what he was doing with the synthesis deck. MHM turned to Omnipony as a smile slowly inched across his face.

        “Condenser mic in butt. My microphone, your butt. Let’s go.”

        “Oh my gosh! Finally,” Onionpony yelled. “Master.”

        “C’mere, you sexy beast.”

        Onionpony turned around and bent his head down between his forehooves. He raised his tail and looked back at MHM, waiting patiently for the entrance of the condenser microphone into his rectum. MHM finally approached Omnipony’s anus with the microphone and slowly began to stroke it; a path between the entrance to his rectum and his loose hanging scrotum, which jiggled much to the likes of cold Jell-O with each stroke of the condenser microphone, due to Omni’s constant quivering. MHM decided that it was time for his final move before continuing with the action. He turned, but kept his stroke steady and fast, creating a blissful friction that caused Omni to shriek in pure ecstasy, arousing him to his virgin heart’s limits. Omni groaned as a white liquid seeped from his urethra and slowly dripped to the floor. A small puddle of semen began to form on the ground. MHM was just about to proceed when he looked over to see this sight, Omni, looking worn out after such a short period of time, with a steadily growing puddle of a sticky, salty liquid, vacant and alone on the floor. MHM placed the microphone back into its holster above the synthesis deck. He looked to the synthesis deck’s largest button and read it out loud.

        “DROOOPPPP THE BASS.”

        He slammed a hoof down onto the button and a quick flow of pressurized air representing bass frequencies began to shake the floor around the ponies. Omni fell due to the vibration reacting with his already weakened joints. He tried to look at MHM, who was sitting still in his chair, almost laughing at his friend’s weakness. Omni stood back up as the bass faded into a low reverb. His chest and stomach were cum-stained. MHM jumped from his chair and tackled Omni.

        “If you wanna get with me, there’s some things you gotta know. I like my beats fast, and my bass down low.”

        MHM giggled softly and lowered his head to his friend’s chest. Omni, who was enraptured, began to shiver at the touch of his hero’s warm, wet tongue slurping the semen from his chest. MHM stepped off of Omni, who quickly jumped back up onto all fours. MHM quickly took this moment as if it were a record label, and pranced onto Omnion’s ass. He slowly stroked his penis around the entrance to Omni’s rectum before finally entering with enough force for both stallions to groan in both blissful pleasure and fiery pain, something they both enjoyed as time quickly passed. Omni’s entrance stretched more and more as MHM’s oversized horse cock penetrated deep into Omni’s asshole, stretching his walls, creating a felicit feeling that struck both bodies with a near orgasmic surge, giving both ponies an energy that was far from native to the both of them. MHM started to thrust his hips, allowing his genital area to take over control of Omni’s body. MHM’s constant breath reminded Omni that his time was limited; this level of bliss would not last forever, and his time would come sooner than he wished. MHM continued to become more forceful, as Omni continued to shiver under the power of MHM.

        MHM finally began thrusting his hardest, his testicles slapping against Omnipony’s. MHM squeed louder than he ever thought or knew possible, and slid his penis out of a panting Omnipony as MHM came. Omni dropped to the floor, shivering at the cold touch in contrast to the warm, steamy goodness of buttsex with MHM.

“Wow, MHM. That cumshot had more force than the bass drop of Flutter Bomb. I’m impressed,” Omnipony said.

Omnipony’s shivering faded when he felt MHM lay by his side, embracing him in his hooves. Omni nuzzled into MHM’s chest, and closed his eyes, warm and content.

        “Your turn will come later, Omni, I promise,” MHM said, as he laid his head down to rest.

        “Fuck you, mmhmm,” Omni whispered, yawning himself to sleep.