“Hey, cowcolt. What can I get you?”
“A pint of Sweet Apple and a shot of Poni,” I replied.
Berry Punch raised an eyebrow and ran a hoof through her shaggy mane. “That’s Rainbow’s order. You her brother?”
I shook my head no. “Twilight.”
Berry chuckled. “Gotcha. Condolences on your taste in friends. First drink is on the house.”
There was a decent crowd at Berry’s Bar even though it was a Sunday night. Mostly they’d come to see Vinyl and Tavi playing, so I didn’t have any trouble getting a stool at the bar. I had some of Vinyl’s solo albums, but I didn’t know about this new classical dubstep thing they’d been doing since the wedding. It seemed to be attracting a following, though.
I drank slowly, keeping a steady buzz going for the next few hours. It took more alcohol than it usually did — this new body was going to be expensive. It was also ravenously hungry, but Berry’s kitchen was closed, so I had to make do with bar nuts.
I was too busy drinking my feelings to notice when the show ended and the place emptied out. Vinyl and Tavi were talking quietly at the other end of the bar, and Mac, Caramel, Trouble Shoes, and Cheerilee were giggling like schoolfillies over a pitcher in the back corner. Otherwise, the place was empty. I kept catching Tavi glancing my way and I kept looking to my left trying to figure out what she was looking at. Must be watching the clock. It had gotten late — almost closing time.
“We haven’t seen you here before, love. You new in town?”
I jumped, and turned to see Tavi reclining against the bar next to me. Good-looking mare. Nice mane. The bow tie worked for her.
“Twilight,” I said, finishing off my glass of cider and raising my hoof to Berry for another.
Tavi raised an eyebrow at me. “You’re here to see the Princess?” Her voice was smooth and refined, but her pronunciation had the ring of the rougher parts of Trottingham — the mark of a mare who’d come up a long way in the world.
“What? Oh. Um, yeah. I’m Rainbow Dash’s, um, brother. Rainbow, ah, Blitz.” There. ‘Blitz’ was Germaneighan for ‘lightning’ so it fit my cutie mark. A vaguely plausible lie beats a convoluted and confusing truth any day of the week.
Tavi smiled. “Then it’s an honor to meet you, Mister Blitz. Your sister is a remarkable mare.”
I grinned. “Yeah. She’s pretty awesome.”
Tavi took a sip from her wine glass. “Will you be in town long, then?”
“Absolutely no idea,” I replied with perfect honesty.
She leaned towards me conspiratorially. “I don’t mean to be excessively forward, but my colleague and I were considering retiring for the evening, and we were wondering if you wouldn’t mind joining us for a nightcap.”
“Yeah, okay. I’ll come along,” I said, coolly finishing my last cider. Inside, I was doing a victory dance. Even as a male, I still had the magic. Because yes, threesomes just fall into my lap all the time. Of course they do. I’m Rainbow Dash.
Or Blitz.
Or something.
———
I’d seen some territorial roommates before, but I’d never seen a home so exactly divided between two completely different décors. Stately elegance — broken up by ragged piles of sheet music and at least a dozen violins and cellos in various states of maintenance — on the left, rock-and-roll bachelorette pad on the right, divided by a clean line down the middle. The bachelorette pad included a couch big enough to pass for a bed, so that was where we wound up.
I leaned against the corner of the couch sipping twelve-year Shetland whiskey and watching the two greatest musicians in my town making out. Tavi sat with her legs neatly tucked under her and Vinyl leaned against her with one leg hooked over the gray mare’s withers. Vinyl was the more aggressive partner, nipping at Tavi’s lips and probing the other mare’s mouth with her tongue. Tavi responded with gentle but assertive submission, guiding Vinyl with little kisses and laps of her tongue. They liked to do this thing where Vinyl would roll her tongue into a tube, and Tavi would pucker up her lips around it, and then the white mare would tongue fuck her friend’s face. I took another sip of whiskey. Life was good.
Naturally watching all this this made me so hard I could feel my pulse in my dick. I began to slap it rhythmically against my belly. Tavi took notice.
“We didn’t ask you over to watch, love. Why don’t you bring that thing over here?”
I rose to my hind knees and scooted over towards them, shot glass balanced on one hoof. I pushed my cock in between their faces and they broke their kiss to begin rubbing their lips along the sides of my shaft. Tavi moaned into the side of my dick, looking up at me with heavily lidded, dark purple eyes. I couldn’t tell what Vinyl was looking at — she was still wearing her sunglasses. She had ring or a stud or something through the center line of her tongue, giving her licking a rough force that I liked.
“I get the feeling you two have done this before,” I said, sipping my whiskey.
“Best mates. We share everything,” said Tavi, fluttering her eyelashes. Everything except their taste in interior design.
The mares’ teasing was driving me crazy. I loved the feeling of their lips and tongues fluttering over my shaft, leaving me dripping wet with spit, but I needed more. I tapped the white one lightly on the ear. “You wanna open up for the Dash? I mean, the Blitz?” Vinyl nodded, and Tavi scooted aside so she could watch. I knocked back the rest of my whiskey and tossed the glass over my shoulder. Vinyl took my flare between her lips. She ran her tongue slowly around the outside edge, making me bite my lower lip and groan with pleasure. Tavi smiled demurely up at me. “You’ll find that Vinyl favors the rough trade, love,” she purred.
I put my hooves behind Vinyl’s ears and began to thrust. I went gently at first, testing her limits, but she wasn’t having it. She pushed her head forward, straightening out her neck and opening her jaw so that my flare slid right into the top of her throat.
“Sweet holy fuck,” I moaned, “she’s amazing.”
“Isn’t she just,” purred Tavi.
My cock was slick with spit from earlier and I had no trouble pushing until her nose was buried in my pubic fur. I bucked against her face, bumping her lips with my pelvis until her sunglasses started to bounce down the bridge of her nose and I could see her wicked magenta eyes looking up at me. She made wet, guttural gagging noises as I fucked her face, but I could tell they were just for show. Vinyl had everything under control. I consider myself an expert cocksucker, but I had nothing on this mare. I wondered if she gave lessons.
Tavi rolled onto her side against the back of the couch and pushed a hoof down between her legs as she watched me fuck her best friend’s face. She began to sing in a mocking tone, “Everypony’s sayin’ you should learn to express your voice. But if talk doesn't seem like it's the answer, luckily you have a choice…” Vinyl glared sideways at Tavi, but didn’t stop letting me bounce my balls off her chin.
Vinyl began to hum around my dick, her throat vibrating as Tavi continued the song. I tossed my head back and closed my eyes, glad I’d jerked off so much today. I wasn’t coming any time soon, and I was glad. I wanted this to last.
A wave of strange dizziness washed over me. I felt silky flesh bumping my cheek fur, my nose and my lips. I’d felt it often enough — the feeling of two cocks playfully wrestling to be the first in my mouth. I snapped my eyes open. No. No stallions anywhere. Though I could have sworn I could still faintly hear happy male voices.
I shook my head. I’d had way too much to drink.
Vinyl finally tapped out on my thigh and pulled off of my dick, drooling copiously onto the couch. Tavi leaned over to give her friend a wet, sloppy kiss, then offered the hoof she’d been masturbating with for Vinyl to lick clean. “Vinyl, be a dear and fetch that jar of Twilight Special, would you?”
The white mare nodded, hopped up, and bounced off towards one of the bedrooms. Tavi and I both watched her lean, pert plot leaving the room, then turned back to each other. “I never feel like I can compete with Vinyl’s oral talents,” she complained.
“I’m sure you’re fine.” I bopped her on the end of the nose with my cock. “Boop!”
She glared at me, but she hooked her hooves over my shaft and pulled my flare into her mouth. She didn’t even try to deepthroat it. Instead she slowly worshiped the first few quarter-hooves of it, feeling every curve and cusp and pulsing vein with her delicate tongue. She sucked me with a gentle, persistent pressure that I could feel all the way to the root of my dick. “Oh, fuuuuck,” I moaned. “Yeah, you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of.”
Vinyl trotted back, horn glowing from levitating a glass jar full of transparent goo in front of her. When she saw what we were up to, she started whistling that song again. Tavi snorted with laughter around my cock. There was clearly some sort of in-joke here I wasn’t getting.
“Oh, like you’re one to talk,” said Tavi, standing up and turning around. “I find my jaw is getting tired. I think I would like to have the music in my other end, please and thank you.”
Tavi lifted her tail to one side. I gave her round little plot a lick and a couple of fierce nips, and then pushed my nose in between her cheeks. Her pussy was lovely, with soft, pouty pink lips framed by her her fluffy gray pubic fur. I inhaled her unusually sweet scent, and stroked the lips with my tongue, enjoying the soft feeling and delicate flavor. Tavi’s clit was big and thick and round, big enough to pinch with my lips while I lashed it with my tongue.
“Oh!” Tavi screamed. “Oh, do go on!” So I did. She screamed more, and loudly.
“You have the best-tasting pussy I’ve ever eaten,” I rumbled happily. “Which is saying something.”
“Oh, sir, you do make me blush,” Tavi moaned.
Vinyl opened the jar with her magic, and spread two heaping hoof-fulls of that wonderful goo (hoofmade by the Princess of Friendship and Sexual Lubricants) over my shaft, then wiggled in underneath us so I could fuck her face some more. With the extra lubricant, it was like I was fucking an unusually loud pussy. You know, one with teeth. And a nose over it. Okay, bad analogy.
Anyway, I was enjoying the texture of Tavi’s mare parts and the wonderful authenticity of Vinyl’s fake gagging noises when another wave of dizziness hit me, and things changed. My eyes were open this time, so I could clearly see that I was being spit-roasted by two stallions. Well, I could only see one of them — the gray one’s barrel was on my face, and the cock spearing my mouth open held my head in place. But I could feel a fat, heavily pierced cock pounding deep into my pussy. Definitely not my ass. Definitely my pussy. What the fuck?
I jerked back, and cried out, only to find myself once again a male servicing two mares.
“Everything all right back there?” asked Tavi, craning her neck to look back at me.
“Yeah, yeah. I just, um, almost came,” I said, wiping mare goo from my chin. It wasn’t exactly a lie.
“Vinyl! Do go easy on the poor colt. I’m not half done with him.”
I wound up spending the next half hour or so eating mare pussy. Poor, poor pitiful me, right? Tavi was a tough nut to bust — loud and responsive, sure, but it took my sucking her clit black and blue with my hoof fetlock-deep in her pussy and one of Vinyl’s up her ass to the damn elbow for us to actually get her off. Her release brought a flood of mare juice with it, soaking my face and the cushions of Vinyl’s couch.
Vinyl immediately scooted her ass over to the dry side of the couch. She smirked, bucked her hips cutely a few times, and winked at me over the top of her shades. By this time, of course, my jaw was aching and the root of my tongue was burning, burning, but I couldn’t say no — pussy is always the best thing on the menu.
I started out with some nipple play, to give my mouth a chance to recover. Vinyl didn’t have much by way of teats, but she did have big, juicy nipples that were the bright color pink I often find on light-colored ponies. They were pierced with little loops. I chewed playfully on those big, pink gumdrops, tugging on them lightly by the rings. Vinyl’s response was to grab me by the ears, and tug my head so back so hard I practically bit one of them off.
“Oh yeah!” she roared, and punched me in the shoulder. Her first word of the evening, at least to me. All right. I got the picture. This one liked pain.
I bit the other nipple, as hard as I was able to will myself to do. It got a moan, but nothing like the previous enthusiasm. So I backed off and took a deep breath. Sex was no time to be squeamish. I leaned back in, and bit down like I was biting a carrot. Then I twisted my head. I tasted blood.
“Fuck, yes!” howled Vinyl, and pushed my head roughly down towards her flower.
There were no fewer than six silver studs through her labia, and another one of those rings through her clit. I started slow, licking at her clit and probing as far as my tongue would go into her tight little tunnel. She had an interesting flavor — smoky and sort of herbal, in addition to generic mare pungency. I guess she smoked a lot. A lot of something.
I moved to the studs next — I figured they were mainly for the benefit of whoever was on top of her, but she groaned well enough when I bit into the skin around them and tugged on them. But I was impatient to get to the main attraction. I slid my tongue up under her clit’s heavy hood, and began flicking the ring roughly. Every flick made her jerk. Her forelegs were over her face, her head arched over the arm of the couch.
I tugged at the ring, a little bit at first, but every tug made her hips twitch harder, so I just kept at it until I was tugging her little nub well out from under the hood every time. I started to add twists to my routine. Her cunt juice was soaking my little beard, and making the cushion underneath us wet. I tasted a little bit of copper, but I didn’t know if that was blood or something in the jewelry.
“You’re evil!” she wailed. “Stop teasing me and bite it!”
I did as I was told. I tugged the flesh out by wiggling the tip of my tongue through the ring, and I bit down with all the lust-fueled aggression I could muster. Vinyl screamed, and squirted against my chin. She wrapped her hooves around my head and pushed my face into her pubic bone so hard I was afraid she was going to break my nose. I held her clit in my teeth for several more seconds, feeling her spasming gradually slow until she was pushing me away as roughly as she’d pulled me in.
I staggered back, feeling light-headed, probably from lack of air during the all-you-can-eat pussy buffet. There was a huge pool of wetness under Vinyl. Pussy juice, I hoped — I didn’t think I’d bitten her that hard.
Tavi had been playing with herself and watching us from the other arm of the couch. “I think this couch has had it for tonight. Shall we retire to my bedroom?”
Tavi went first, I followed her, with a dreamy-eyed Vinyl leaning against me for balance. She had lost her glasses while I was eating her out, and her blue mane was sticking out in all directions. She looked amazingly hot like that, but Tavi was a better view — walking in front of us, we could both see that her plothole was still gaping from Vinyl’s hoofing earlier.
Vinyl nudged my cheek with her muzzle, a huge, shit-eating grin on her face. She glanced meaningfully at her friend’s already-brutalized ass, and mouthed “get her.” So I walked up to Tavi, pushed her front end to the ground with a hoof on her withers, and climbed on top of her. My cock was still slick with lube and Vinyl’s spit, and was narrower than the white mare’s hoof in any event. My dick slid easily right into Tavi’s ass, up to my balls.
“You cheeky bastard!” grunted Tavi, bucking back enthusiastically against me. “Vinyl put you up to this, didn’t she!”
The other mare walked around me and lay down on the floor at Tavi’s side. I watched them kiss for a while as I plundered Tavi’s ass. She was hot and silky inside. Not so tight after Vinyl’s hoofing, but she didn’t need to be — my balls were aching to cum.
“Oh, fuck, ladies. I’m almost there.” Vinyl slid over and laid her head against Tavi’s treble clef cutie mark, and opened her mouth.
I stared in disbelief. “Seriously? Whoa.”
Vinyl nodded. So I carefully slid my cock out of Tavi’s ass, and into Vinyl’s mouth. I bore down on her, knowing she could take it, humping until my balls were smacking her chin again. I was amazed she was willing to do this. Even Flutterslut the amazing anal adventuress hesitated to do ass-to-mouth. I mean, Tavi was clean — with our high-fiber diets, ponies are pretty awesome anal sex partners. Unlike say, griffons, just to pick a totally random example. But nothing is ever perfectly clean, you know?
“She’s a nasty one, isn’t she?” giggled Tavi.
“Truly hardcore. Where did you find her?” Vinyl’s throat squeezed around me, roughly massaging my cock.
“I dug her up while I was slumming it in the Canterlot techno scene. Canterlot fillies, aye? Luna bless ’em.”
“I hear she d-do da da gyahhhh!” I screamed, as a blinding orgasm ripped through my body. Seriously, I came so hard it literally fucking hurt. Vinyl slid back off my cock until only the flare was in her mouth. Then I felt myself squirting, filling the mare’s little mouth until her cheeks bulged.
I flopped back onto my plot, my limp cock flapping free of Vinyl’s mouth. Vinyl stood up. Tavi lay down on her back, forelegs sprawled over her head, mouth open. “What the…” I mumbled, as Vinyl leaned down to kiss Tavi open-mouthed. My cum flooded out over her lips and tongue. Some of it rolled over Tavi’s immaculately groomed cheeks, but most of it landed on her cupped tongue. I watched in disbelief as the two shared a sensual kiss around a mouthful of my cum.
Damn.
As I was sitting there, slack-jawed, another wave of dizziness hit me, and I was somewhere else, sitting on a bed, working the undercarriages of two stallions, one white, one gray. I felt the glorious ache of prolonged, rough penetration in my ass, my throat, and between my legs, so I was probably a girl again? My mouth was open, and almost right away, the white one started squirting in it, filling it with smoky-tasting spunk. I was a little surprised, but I don’t mind the taste of cum, and I could tell from the afterglow I was feeling that these boys had made me cum hard and repeatedly. They deserved a bit of a show. The white one grabbed his friend’s cock, and pulled him over, helping him jerk himself off into my mouth. He screamed like a schoolfilly as he came, his copious seed splattering my cheek and landing in my mouth to mix with his friend’s. The white stallion squeezed his friend’s dick from base to tip, squishing out the last of his cum into my mouth.
I stuck my tongue up through the pool of cum in my mouth and swirled it around, enjoying the stallions’ approving stares. Then I closed my mouth, and swallowed.
I could still taste the mix of sweet and smoky cum when I was jerked back to my male body, now pressed between two sticky mares. We had collapsed into a sweaty cuddle pile on the dividing line in their living room. They were already asleep, and I closed my eyes and drifted off with my head on Tavi’s chest.
A few hours later I wriggled out from in between them, careful not to wake them up. That would be awkward at this point.
It was cool and quiet outside. There were still a few stars in the sky, but it was beginning to grow light at the eastern edge of the sky. The really hot days of summer hadn’t hit yet, and my weather ponies had a busy day ahead of them keeping it that way. I spread my wings, leapt into the air, and headed home to grab a quick shower and a cup of coffee before work.