One Night At The Barn

Sweet Apple Acres was covered in a silvery gloom. From Ponyville, loud music and mumbling could be heard. Apart from this it was all silent – the wind could be heard, blowing through the leaves of the dozens of apple trees and occasionally the screeching noises from the weather vane on the roof of the Apple’s house. Hooves were trotting on the meadows, with every step they produced almost inaudible rustle between the blades of grass they trampled down. Occasional moans came from the mouth of the biggest one of the four ponies heading away from the festival. Another pony, this one in shape as the other one but with a more athletic figure, emitted similar noises; it was obvious though that a certain degree of discomfort kept bugging him, so he kept on looking around nervously. The weird image was completed by the last two ponies, both carrying reins and leading these ponies behind them; the obedient being lead by the assertive one, the nervous one that needed attention by the unassertive one. If anypony would have observed what was going on, they would probably shake their head and take several looks to ensure that what they were seeing was real. A voice cut through the silence and the music that echoed from afar.

“I think your companion here needs some special attention. She’s all nervous…must be her first time.”

A different voice replied. “How long is it till we reach the barn? We can’t just stop every other minute because of this. That’s only making…her. Making…her more nervous.”

“Alright-y. In this case, let’s gallop!” One twosome sped up, the other one followed.

***

Lucky wasn’t sure what he was doing right now. The whole situation seemed to be a bit too much for him, it was impossible to understand it. Behind him was trotting Shining Armor and he was leading him. It seemed so unreal. It wasn’t that he was scared by doing this. It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy being in charge. This also wasn’t about his girlfriend…okay, maybe it was. A bit. But mainly, it was about doing something forbidden to a member of the royal family while a gay…how could he put this politely? Sex addict? Fuck machine? Something along those lines…was present. Shining Armor was really nervous, he could see that. He didn’t even know why the married stallion joined him. It was quite possible that he did it for the same reasons as he did. Why would this guy be so close with Big Macintosh though? This was all too much to process. How much he would have given to just lie in comforting arms now. He was glad when Braeburn interrupted his racing thoughts and challenged him to start galloping.

***

“Have you got your key with you?” Braeburn put on his smile.

“My…key? What key?”

“Just kidding. I got it here. It belongs to the lovely Apple mare I got with me, but she told me I could have it tonight!”

He gave Big Mac a smack on his flank after holding the key in front of his eyes for a few seconds. The padlock snapped open; the two couples slowly trotted inside. The smell of burned candles, hay, leather and apples (Apple family, you get it? Funny!) entered Lucky’s nostrils. The room was pitch dark, so he stopped after Shining, who closed the door behind him, had entered the barn. A fizz shot through the darkness, then a flashing light. Braeburn had lit one of the matches that were lying on the shelf. He started to light all the candles in the room until the room was immersed by gloomy red light.

In the meantime, Lucky had turned to Shining Armor and nuzzled him. What was he doing there? With a stallion even! He had only done that to mares before. Blaming it on the alcohol, he continued without worrying any longer until he heard Braeburn blow out a match in his hoof. Quickly, he turned around and hit Shining with his tail, which caused the white stallion to blow his nostrils. Lucky failed to hide that he looked sheepish when Braeburn spotted him.

“My, my, what were you doing with Shining Armor? Something naughty?”

“I-I-I…uhm…n-no!”

“Wrong answer, I know what you did. And let me tell you one thing: You gotta relax. Don’t hide what you’re doing, everything that happens inside this barn remains inside this barn! Be yourself! Now come with me, I bet you and the girls are thirsty. We got our own barrel of cider tonight!”

With these words, Braeburn trotted away, Lucky hesitantly following him.

“Oh, Big Mac prepared it. Nice.”

Braeburn bowed down, took a look at the tap and asked Lucky to give him one of the mugs. Yellow liquid spurt into the mug as he turned on the valve. After he filled the other three mugs, he gave Lucky two and trotted back to Big Macintosh.

“Since you seem so new to this…just follow my lead. Do what I do. I guarantee you, it’ll be fun.” Braeburn winked at Lucky. “Well then, my little Mac. I bet a cute little filly like you is thirsty after such a long walk!”

He patted Big Macintosh’s head, then glared at Lucky who was still standing there. And so, Lucky bowed down to Shining Armor, who still had his head lowered and started to pet him. He looked back at Braeburn, to see what the yellow stallion was doing.

“You are really thirsty, are you? Good, I got some cider for you. Drink up!”

The sweet beverage spilled over the floor and Big Macintosh started to lick it up. Lucky stared at Big Macintosh, how his tongue cleaned the dirty floor, how he seemed to enjoy drinking this way and how Braeburn still was spilling the cider inside the mug that was meant for his cousin on the floor and over his head. Again, Braeburn turned to him and gave him a weird look. Lucky heard Braeburn’s voice behind it: “What are you waiting for?”

Lucky gulped, took one of his two mugs and looked down at Shining.

“Open your mouth and look up!” he whispered.

Shining opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, but refused to look up. Lucky waited another moment until he suddenly experienced a strange feeling of being watched. He couldn’t wait any longer! Did he really have to do this?

…

Yes. He had to do it. For Big Macintosh and for proving a point. Nopony could intimidate him. What was he? A mare like Big Mac and Shining? No…no, that was wrong. There were only stallions here. And he had to be one too. So, he started pouring the cider over Shining Armor and made sure he hit more of Shining and less of the floor. After a moment, he thought that’d stick horribly in Shining’s mane, so he only aimed at the ground. Then he reminded himself that that’s a pretty gross way to drink and started to aim a bit more on Shining. He heard somepony clapping.

“I’m impressed how fast you learn, Lucky! Now tell me, why are you doing this? Why are you here with us three? Do you have a dirty…” he whispered into his ear “…secret? It’s okay if you got one. We all got one.”

“I…I don’t know.”

“You don’t know? Haha, you’re funny! Of course you do know! So? I’m listening.”

“…” Lucky remained silent.

“Why so shy? These were too many questions, right? Then let me just ask you one at a time. Lucky, why are you doing this?”

“Because you’re telling me to do this.”

“I am? Wow. I must be a great teacher! Let me tell you why you really do it, okay? Because you love it. Don’t you just love to see how your counterpart is drinking from the floor? Isn’t it so nasty? Just as nasty as Shining Armor here?” He patted Shining’s head. “She’s so nasty; she’s drinking from the floor and offers free sex. Just ask her. She doesn’t even know taboos.”

“Actually…I don’t like that.”

“You don’t? No? Do you…feel sorry for her?”

Braeburn raised an eyebrow. Lucky nodded. “…for him.”

Braeburn got closer to him and whispered again: “Kiss him.”

Without hesitation, Lucky bowed down to Shining. With both hooves, he lifted his head up and got closer to Shining. Their lips touched, Lucky could taste the cider Shining was covered in. He looked into Shining’s eyes that spoke of slight humiliation and naivety. There was more though. There was lust. Desire. His breath tickled Lucky a bit. He knew what he had to do.

His tongue sought its way into Shining’s mouth, touched teeth, then palate, then found what it was looking for. Both started to give themselves away to the pleasure of the French kiss; they moaned, started to pant heavily and didn’t leave from each other. The scene lasted for a few minutes. When the stallions let go of each other, Lucky turned back to the pony that seemed to have scared him so far – Braeburn seemed satisfied.

“I knew you were gay at heart. Now let us both have some fun!”

***

Rarity knew what class was. At least, that was what she always said and what everypony believed. It was beyond Twilight that she sat on one of the old and worn wooden table-and-bench-sets with Hoity Toity, giggling over every remark he made. The scene seemed a bit off and totally not lady-like – but who was Twilight anyway? She couldn’t judge. She wasn’t as classy and didn’t know so much as the wonderful Rarity, of course. Time to ask Generosity what was going here! Twilight’s hooves slammed on the table. Startled by the sudden loud noise and the two hooves appearing right out of nowhere, Hoity Toity dropped his glasses; Rarity gasped for air and glared at Twilight.

“How dare you to interrupt a lady while speaking to one of the greatest designers in the world! What is the matter with you, Twilight? This better be important!” Holding her nose high, she turned away from Twilight Sparkle, who didn’t seem to care about Rarity’s reaction.

“Rarity, what did you do to Shining Armor and why did he disappear? I don’t care what you’re doing here or anything. I want my brother back! Now! Don’t tell me you made out with him in the changing room!”

Hoity Toity froze and glared at Rarity as if he demanded an explanation about these shocking things Rarity might have done. The lady herself didn’t turn around when she started speaking.

“This isn’t fair. You’re telling lies in front of one of…”

She added a dramatic pause to her speech.

“Yes, I know I said that before! Greatest designer! I can only repeat it though…Now let me explain myself: Shining went to my boutique, as he should. He told me all about you, Cadance and him. Pretty sweet story, I’m so proud of your brother. Leaving that aside though, I cannot imagine he didn’t show you his outfit. It was a cute one; I bet you would have loved it. I guess he was just too busy to see you. Maybe look for the other guys? He’s with them already. Leaving that aside, I did not do anything to him. I know what he’s here for. And he’s married, of course. That’s something everypony must respect.”

“Ooooookay…”

Twilight raised an eyebrow. This didn’t make any sense. Shining Armor with the other guys? Big Macintosh and Braeburn, wasn’t that what Pinkie Pie said? But why in the world would Shining…? She had to ask carefully if Rarity knew more.

“Ah yeah, I remember!” Twilight decided to act the ditz. “Who were these guys Shining was spending time with again? I’ve been so busy with all the organizing, I must have forgotten.”

Hoity Toity lit himself a cigarette to get over the shock. Twilight got a bit closer to Rarity. She knew how stupidly disgusting smoking was.

“Eh…darling, could you stop to pester me like this? My outfit is brand new and so is yours!”

Rarity pushed Twilight away which made the bells on her dress jingle loudly. A few ponies turned around to look, including Hoity Toity. He gave the purple mare wearing the magenta dress now a bit more attention. Twilight blushed, suddenly being the object of interest, but remained silent. When the other ponies turned away, she repeated her question. Rarity thought for a moment.

“Say, I know you like information and I can totally tell you about this, but my mouth is quite dry. I’d fancy some cider. Could you…?”

Exasperatedly, Twilight Sparkle trotted off, only to return with two mugs of cider a moment later.

“You knew I get special service, right? But either way, I want to hear answers from you! Who is spending time with my brother and what do these stallions want from him?”

“That’s kind of a secret. But I know you are privy, so…”

When Twilight heard what Rarity whispered into her ear, her eyes widened.

***

Lucky was reaching into Braeburn’s saddle bags while the country pony was busy lifting Shining Armor’s tail up.

“What is taking you so long? Have you never seen a butt plug before?”

Lucky stuck his head out of the saddlebag.

“There’s no pink one in here. Maybe inside the other bag?”

Lucky walked around Braeburn who couldn’t resist flinging his tail into his face. He decided just to ignore how Braeburn was teasing him. It was a good thing that the second mug of cider lightened up the mood for him, if this would have happened earlier this evening Lucky would have freaked out badly. Now he was loosening up. Enough for him to snoop through the other saddlebag Braeburn owned, just to find a butt plug that was intended for Shining Armor’s royal posterior. He was the “lucky” pony to help Shining to hole this thing. The idea seemed like fun, yet so embarrassing.

“Get done with it, already. I don’t have all day. Though Shining’s plot is quite beautiful…”

“No worries!” Lucky appeared next to Braeburn, the pink butt plug between his teeth. Braeburn took it from him.

“That’s the right one. I wouldn’t put it into my mouth though. Unless you’re into that…come here!”

He hoofed Lucky the toy back and took the bottle of lube standing next to him. Squirting some of it over it, he explained to Lucky what to do. It was fairly simple. After getting some lube squeezed onto his hoof, he looked into Braeburn’s eyes for the second time of the night – and was shocked once again.

The two eyes he was staring into had a similar effect to him like Fluttershy’s stare: They were commanding Lucky to do what he had been told to do. Braeburn lifted Shining Armor’s tail again and stepped aside. His old position was now occupied by Lucky, rubbing the lube on his hoof onto Shining Armor’s dark gray colored anus. He felt how Shining Armor started to tremble, surprised by the sudden act that sent waves of pleasure through him.

Okay, what was next? Lucky gulped. He took the plug into his right hoof, placed his left one onto the white flank in front of him and pressed the plug against the freshly lubed hole. Audibly, Shining Armor exhaled. Lucky heard a voice behind him saying “That’s the sign. He’s ready!”

He started to push and was being rewarded with moans of pleasure as the plug made its way into Shining. With a squishy sound, the hole took the widest part of the plug and closed around the smaller end. “And now, finally, something to round this up. Just like Braeburn told me.” Lucky closed his eyes, stroke out and smacked his right hoof on the plot in front of him. The action was followed by a scream and left a red mark of a horse shoe behind.

“I’m proud of you. Good job.” Braeburn gave Lucky a hug. “You like hugs, right?”

“Y-yes, I do”, Lucky replied tentatively with the old trembling voice.

“Don’t feel bad for him. He’s having lots of fun, I promise. Some more cider?”

Big Macintosh’s cousin released the gray stallion from his hug and trotted off to refill the four mugs.

“You may free Shining Armor from his bridle, if you want!”

Huh? What? Did he mishear that? Apparently not. Lucky started to open buckles and hooks and eyes and took out the gag at last.

“Shining? Are you okay?”

“As okay as you can imagine. My flank hurts, but I don’t mind. I felt embarrassed not so long ago, but I’m over it. No need to worry. You worry too much, Lucky – like Braeburn said. Why don’t you have fun? You’re allowed to, after all, right?”

Confusion revealed the expression on Lucky’s face. “Uh…what do you mean?”

“Your girlfriend gave you an okay for this, I thought.”

“For what?”

“How can you be so ignorant of this? The permission to have gay sex, of course. Do you have it?”

The two stallions got interrupted before Lucky could open his mouth again. Braeburn hoofed both a mug of fresh cider. “Let’s get this party started, huh? We’re having lots of fun so far!”

Shining Armor, able to grin again, did so. “Yeah. That was pretty nice. What’s next?”

“Hmm…” Braeburn took a sip from his cider and thought for a moment. He looked at Lucky, holding the bridle in his hands and smiled. “Ah yeah. Of course. Next, we tie Lucky down.”

***

Oh, this was definitely entertaining. This night turned out to be better than all the other ones he and Big Macintosh had together. While Shining seemed to be somewhat like his cousin, only married, Lucky was something unique – something about his demeanor just screamed: “Fuck me all night long! I want to be fucked so hard I can’t walk properly for a week.”

Too bad he was scared of him. Or he wasn’t and just pretended to be. Either way, he was one of these guys that secretly wanted it but couldn’t get over it. They tried to hide it as good as they could. This made stallions like Lucky interesting. You could bend them; you could make them scream for more. You could spoil them, corrupt them. This type made the perfect slut – given you had a few weeks, maybe months, to work on them. After that, they’d crave for sex in public. Big Macintosh was right. He was right too. This was the best night ever. He’d make sure it was.

The lucky one to bottom right now was lying in the bed made of hay; face down, flank up. Shining, freed of his bridle, was told to put it on him. There he was lying, tied to the walls, his legs immobilized by rope, his ass lubed up readily. Braeburn had discovered a band in his bag, so they even worked on his tail and wrapped it. And he had given in, accepted everything silently. How stupid must he have been? He was still a virgin! Actually, he even hoped to remain one. This hope had vanished a longer while ago. All he could think of right now is what would happen if Wild Fire found out about this – and who had the honor to go first. Would it hurt? How big are these guys? Please, don’t let it be Big Macintosh! Suddenly, this name sounded so embarrassing, even terrifying to him. He wasn’t sure if he was shaking right now or not. He probably was. His ears perked up as he heard a very familiar voice behind him.

“Ah, quite juicy, his ass. I almost can’t resist. Bet he’s still a virgin too, judging by how scared he is right now. Too bad I gotta take care of my mare. Looks like you two gonna have a little femdom session now? I can’t always supervise this guy, so just make him your little bitch. If you’re good, I’ll reward you both. On one condition, of course: The butt plug stays in the whole time. How does that sound?”

“No worries”, another voice replied. “I won’t be too hard on him and I don’t mind the condition. Let me take his virginity and we’ll work from there, I believe. But like I said, don’t worry and leave it to me. I bet he’ll enjoy it.”

“Mhm…”

What followed were a few noises Lucky couldn’t really identify. They made him more nervous than before though. It was time. Soon.

***

“Alright, stop! Stop! Enough of this music!”

Twilight pushed the singer of the band that was currently on stage aside. The whole world conspired itself against her! Nopony wanted to have fun with her! She was lonely, she wore a dress with bells on it and this night sucked! The last word wasn’t spoken yet. If this wasn’t fun, Twilight Sparkle would make it fun! She just had the greatest idea…

“Is everypony listening to me? Hello. My name is Twilight Sparkle and…”

“This is boring! We want music!”

“Yeah!”

“Me too!”

Well that was just great. She couldn’t even finish a single sentence before somepony started to complain and found a few followers that started to hold against her. But that wouldn’t stop her. No way.

“Shut up! I organized this event!”

Silence followed Twilight’s remark. At least something close to silence.

“She really did”, a pink pony in the crowd remarked after a few seconds. More silence followed. She lost focus for a moment and didn’t know what to say.

“So…well…Twilight Sparkle, Celestia’s special student. I helped the Apple Family with this event! I know they’re all horribly busy right now. And so am I! Hehe…”A weird smile followed the statement, accompanied by an even weirder stare. “…what do I say now? Oh yes! I’m looking for the Captain of the Royal Guard. He vanished from this event, probably before it even started. Has anypony seen…?”

Something came to her mind. The microphone the purple mare had been holding dropped onto the floor, creating a horrible feedback noise. Frozen to the spot, she stared into the distance with her left eye twitching. Of. Course. Why didn’t she think of that before?

Before Twilight left the stage, she looked around one more time. Ponies were covering their ears, foals started crying and Pinkie was bouncing around. All that was unimportant to her – she had to get back to the library. Now.

***

Shining Armor was getting rid of his panties and started stroking his horse cock, which rapidly increased in length and thickness and revealed his already juicy, flared top. As embarrassing as it had been tonight, all the things he did had made him horny. The butt plug resting in his tailhole right now also played a bigger role in this. It didn’t make him wonder right now that pre-cum was already spurting out of his erected member. He didn’t mind it, in fact he loved it. With his right hoof, he rubbed over the top of his erect penis and continued to do so until pre-cum drenched the pretty, painted hoof and the polished horseshoe underside. The hoof found its way to his lips. Before he started to lick off the tasty fluid, he took a deep breath. Ah…how he loved the smell of fresh pre-cum. His muscles tensed when he thought about Lucky’s asshole, waiting for him; waiting for a stallion to take him for the very first time. How long could he withstand the anticipation? Maybe he should distract himself before the fun started…

He went to refill his mug while Braeburn was still busy with Big Macintosh, tying him up next to Lucky. It almost seemed like the two Apples were a couple. All this reminded himself a bit of the situations he found himself in now and then. The cider felt refreshing. Still, it didn’t make him less excited.

“Braeburn? I’m not sure if I can wait much longer. Are you done? I can’t wait to have Lucky’s flank all for myself.”

“Well then…”

Braeburn tied another knot up, which forced his cousin to keep his tail raised. With both hooves, he pulled on the butt plug that had been stretching Big Macintosh since the night had started. It left his hole, leaving a juicy gape behind. The sight of the pink, deep hole surrounded by the black of Big Mac’s genitals and his red flank was even more inviting than Lucky’s ass. Still, Shining Armor contained himself and thought about the tight hole he was allowed to stretch in a jiffy.

“Here, take some of that!” Braeburn took the lube bottle he brought – “S-Lube, for the stallion inside you”, approached Shining and squeezed it hard. A clear, shiny liquid started to coat Shining Armor’s cock. “If you allow…” He went down and started to rub the lube thoroughly across it; then Braeburn did the same to himself.

“We’re ready. Now just follow my lead.” Braeburn trotted towards Big Mac, massaging his own balls in the meantime to get more excited. He waited until Shining positioned himself behind Lucky. Reaching forward, Braeburn’s flared cock pressed against the already widened anus.

“I guess I gotta take it a bit slower”, Shining called out to Braeburn with a laugh. Reaching forward like Braeburn, he shifted his weight to his hind legs and straightened up just enough to let his member glide between Lucky’s cheeks. Lucky winced at the sudden contact the white stallion made and blew his nostrils.

“Shhhhh…we’re taking it easy, don’t worry.” Shining Armor kept on grinding to make his partner feel more comfortable.

At the same time, Braeburn trusted forward and buried a few inches of his flared cock inside Big Macintosh, only to pull it out a moment later. Big Macintosh moaned as it left his ass.

“I knew you’d love that.” Braeburn put on his lustful grin and carried on, repeating the motions until he stopped, panting heavily, to get himself more cider.

***

“Alright, big boy, ready for the real thing?”

Lucky grunted. Shining Armor took this as a yes.

“One moment then, I gotta prepare myself. Don’t run away.” He giggled when he said the last few words.

He reared up and took a few shaky steps backwards and went to look where Braeburn had left the lube bottle. When he returned with it in his mouth, he bit down and showered Lucky’s ass with as much lube as he could in one go; subsequently he did the same with his throbbing cock.

“I’m going in now. Just let it happen, I don’t want to hurt you. You can push a bit if it hurts, it’ll get in easier. Here we go…”

***

Braeburn, fully refreshed, went to work on Big Macintosh again.

“Huh, you’re already dry back there. Let me fix that…”

Braeburn’s tongue made its way into Big Mac’s anus, played there around for a little bit and then went on to caress the outside as well.

“I know how much you like that, but don’t dare to cum yet. A girl like you can’t just cum anytime she wants. Now let me get back to work…”

Shining, as nice as he was, had thrown the bottle next to him. He gave it a squeeze and his dong a short rub before mounting Big Mac again, this time pushing it in up to the balls. Big Macintosh screamed as loud as he could – the sudden thrust was too much of a surprise for him and his anus, his cock though enjoyed it and went from semi-erect to rock hard. Braeburn continued plowing the ass in front of him with long thrusts, pushing in and out as far as he could while he watched his cousin going crazy under the sheer amount of pleasure that rushed through him. Fur rubbed on fur; sweat, pre-cum and lube mixed between the two bodies making love and the resulting smell of musk filled Braeburn’s nostrils, which made him only more excited.

As he started to speed up his movements, Big Mac’s legs started shaking. Clearly knowing what this meant, Braeburn pulled on Big Macintosh’s mane and hissed into his ear: “Don’t you dare to cum yet! I’m not done with you. Do you remember what happens when a mare cums before a stallion? Yes? Good! Now let me finish!”

After a short pause, Braeburn continued thrusting again; this time with short and fast movements. His tongue started to hang out, his eyes rolled back in pleasure and he blew his nostrils after a few seconds as cum started to spurt out of his cock. The hot, steamy liquid shot into Big Macintosh’s rectum. The red stallion gritted his teeth, trying hard to focus on something else. If he surrendered now to the intense, pleasurable feelings, he’d cum as well. Last time when this happened, Braeburn teased him for the rest of the night and didn’t let him cum for the rest of the night and was forced to wait until he returned home. He remembered the pain it had caused him and hoped Braeburn would pull out soon. His current situation was pleasurable, that for sure, but not very easy to handle. Braeburn always forced him to hold back when he was right on the edge for an indefinite time – knowing that he was about to explode.

To Big Mac’s right, Shining Armor was currently taking Lucky from behind. If he remembered correctly, Lucky was still a virgin. Now he was taking it up the ass for the first time and didn’t seem too happy about it. His expression spoke of anxiety, anticipation and a little bit of discontent. All in all, it didn’t seem too surprising: The first time it always hurt, Big Macintosh remembered that well.

***

“Here we go…” Shining Armor pressed his flared cock against Lucky’s tailhole. “Once you make it beyond the flare, it’ll get easier. Brace yourself, I’m going in now.”

For a moment, Shining thought about his first time, just like Big Macintosh did – then he leaned forward. What was so special about tight asses? Why did he want this one so badly? Why was he doing this? At this moment, he knew the answer: It was the wall he was reaching, the wall he was breaking through; the “hymen” every guy had. When he thrust forward with his hips now, he’d enter a hole nopony entered before and to be able to do so, he had to pierce through something that blocked the way. Excitement rushed through his body. He pushed…and his cock slid in.

Lucky burst into tears when his anus was stretched to a size it had never been stretched to before. As the tears ran down his face, he cried in pain. Shining was a bit shocked by the reaction, still he decided to slide in further.

“Ssshhh…it’s all good. Do you feel how easily I can push forward now? It’s over now, Lucky. The pain is over.”

He looked down – half-way in, not too bad for a start. A lighter reaction would have been more of his taste, though. Either way, now it was his job to pleasure Lucky as good as he could. This stallion should get the ride of his life.

“Don’t tell me he’s crying his eyes out”, a voice to his left remarked.

“Nah, all good. Right, Lucky?”

The blue-maned stallion ruffled a bit through Lucky’s coat. All he could hear were tiny sobs and something sticky to his left, followed by a popping sound. Without turning his head, he already sensed what was going on – Braeburn was pulling his massive, wet member out. After a short moment, Shining decided to ignore the things surrounding him and to focus on his new friend that he was about to pleasure. Softly, he started to talk to Lucky again.

“Are you ok? It can’t be that bad anymore. See, after a while with…erm…my penis inside you, you start to get used to the feeling. Do you feel full? Yes? Doesn’t that feel good? You love to feel it inside you, right? Come on, admit it. This is something you’d like to do more often, I can feel it. Now don’t panic, I start to pleasure yourself a bit more. You’re gonna love this even more, I promise.”

Shining decided not to go in further, so he pulled a bit on his cock. Lucky winced a bit and tried to kick out, oblivious to the rope that kept his legs in place. Noticing the one under him started to rear, Shining thrust forward and then backwards again, starting to gently pleasure Lucky from behind. Now and then, he caressed him a bit to keep him relaxed. And soon, after a while, he got Lucky to moan in pleasure.

“Good boy, I knew you’d love this. Anal pleasure is a wonderful thing. I’m going to go a bit further now, if you’re ok with this. How does that sound?”

Without waiting for an answer, Shining began to reach deeper inside Lucky’s anus and wriggled a bit more with his hips. Both stallions moaned uncontrollably under the intense feelings, finally forgetting everything surrounding them. Not that Lucky had the chance to see Braeburn right next to him anyway, watching him closely; fantasizing about shoving his member down Lucky’s inexperienced throat and making him swallow his load. The tongue that was sticking out of Lucky’s mouth right now. The drool he had no control over, dripping out of his mouth. The moans of pleasure coming from his mouth. Braeburn wanted this. Badly. And he’d get it tonight.

***

These constant jingles! Twilight was about to rip off the dress she was wearing. Thankfully, she remembered what that’d do to Rarity’s reputation, so she decided to just pretend that the sounds she made with every step weren’t piercing through her ears and drawing attention to her. She prepared for the worst before opening the door to her home…and got the worst.

Princess Luna had joined Spitfire and Spike, who didn’t seem to have moved since her last visit. But she wasn’t the only one. Berry Punch, Soarin, a random country pony: They all were sitting on her floor playing poker. This involved quite an amount of bits, shots, mugs, clothing articles that had been taken off and apparently also lots of books – judging by the empty shelf and all the books scattered over the place. Spike was wearing panties on his head that he might just have won. The princess was covered in red lipstick. Berry Punch was drinking booze straight out of the bottle. Soarin currently was continuing with his feast and dug his face into another apple pie, which left the other participants covered with bits of his dish. The country pony seemed the calmest…no…wait…was he making out with Spitfire? Where was his hoof going? Was that…?

“Enough! What are you all doing at my house?”

All eyes were on Twilight. Yet, the looks weren’t looks of admiration – the gaming ponies were rather staring wide-eyed, horrified by the crazy look on her face, at Twilight. Berry Punch released a stream of vomit on Twilight’s carpet, took a glance at the mess she made and continued to drink like she did before. Spike quickly tried to hide his newly acquired panties under his tail, where they still perked out. Luna turned her face away when she saw who was standing in the door. The country pony didn’t notice what was going on – Spitfire had to push him off. Soarin simply swallowed the last remains of his pie and broke the sudden silence.

“Hey! Are you the one joining our lovely game of poker? Did you bring the pie we all wanted to eat?”

Twilight yelled at the pie-loving member of the Wonderbolts, leaving him both with a tinnitus and a confused expression on his face.

“No! I’m the one that is throwing you out of my house! What are you even doing here? There’s pie everywhere! The books have to be reshelved now! This tart puked all over my freshly cleaned carpet! Spike! What are you doing with these underpants? You’re a baby dragon, goddamnit! And Luna! I am ashamed! Stooping to making out with Berry Punch! Now! You all get out of here! The library’s closed! Out! Except you!”

She pointed at the country pony.

“And you of course, Spike! And Luna! We got to talk…”

Reluctant to leave Twilight’s house, Spitfire grabbed the playing cards and the loot she earned tonight and left the room, Soarin and Berry Punch in tow. Twilight Sparkle locked the door behind her and turned toward the remaining two ponies and her number one assistant, the crazy look still on her face.

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