Of a Once Proud Stallion
Sunburst hastily trotted through the Crystal Empire’s castle, navigating its labyrinthine hallways while his cape drifted lazily behind him. He couldn’t be sure what Princess Cadance and Shining Armor had called upon him for but, whatever it was, the summons had seemed urgent. To make matters worse, the number of guards he’d passed, winding through the palace’s interior, was much higher than normal. Two armor clad soldiers saluted as he approached the throne room, each stepping aside to allow him entrance. Slowing as he neared the arched doorway, the unicorn ran a hoof through his frazzled, rust colored mane. Steeling his resolve, brow knitted with steadfast determination, his horn flared to life as he swung the doors open. He swiftly blinked, woefully unprepared for the sight which greeted him.
There, kneeling on the carpet in front of the Princess’s seat of royalty, was none other than King Sombra. The immense stallion genuflected before Cadance, his eyes nearly closed in an act of submission. Sunburst’s mind went into overdrive as he attempted to analyse the scene. The Princess and her lover stood at the throne, the former seeming to be at ease while the latter was markedly more tense, appeared more concerned than agitated. A handful of guards were gathered around the umbral stallion, their weapons held at a low ready although, there too, there were signs of trepidation, instead of outright hostility. At first Sunburst thought this may have been some joke, a ruse to simply tease him but, upon examining everypony present, he ruled this option out. As he closed the door behind himself, a force of habit, all the ponies present looked in his direction.
“Sunburst,” Cadance called out, unseating herself and trotting over to greet her guest, “I’m so glad you’re here.” Wrapping her forelegs around the unicorn’s neck in a friendly embrace, she was relieved beyond measure at his arrival. “We have a visitor,” she flatly stated, a pained expression on her face as she swept a hoof in Sombra’s direction.
The crystaller adjusted his spectacles as he continued to inspect the king. His eyes hadn’t left the pony for a moment, even when the Princess had hugged him. Something just wasn’t sitting right, the coal grey unicorn seemed...different. Then it dawned on him, it was the eyes. Sombra’s eyes, previously a violent red surrounded by luminous green sclera, were now a simple, soft jade color. As the large equine looked over, the two stallions studied one another before the villainous pony began to move, steadily getting to his hooves and turning towards the caped unicorn.
“Allow me to say, first and foremost, I am no longer the creature you knew me as,” Sombra intoned, his sonorous voice resonating throughout the room. “Secondly,” he continued, casually strolling towards the orange unicorn, “I’m sure you have many questions, all of which I will answer to the best of my ability.” He paused, towering over Sunburst. “And lastly,” the stallion’s voice dropped as he lowered his head, “I’d like to sincerely apologize for my past transgressions.” With that, he humbly offered a hoof to the smaller stallion.
“Well it’s...I...Um...I mean...You couldn’t…” Sunburst blubbered incoherently, his overclocked brain struggling to process what was happening. Extending a foreleg, he shook the ex-King’s hoof, not knowing what else to do. Curiously, Sombra smiled at him, allowing him to take stock of yet another inconsistency. “Your fangs are still there,” he flatly remarked, noting the distinct canines in the larger stallion’s maw, “and your horn seems to have stayed the same.” The large unicorn’s horn faded from a dark grey to a rust red at the tip.
“Ah, yes, those were, unlike my eyes and the miasma surrounding them,” Sombra explained, pulling down the lid of one ocular, “a product of the curse. It’s odd, my teeth and horn seem to be permanently altered, but only on an aesthetic level. And, before you ask, I’m not sure exactly how I was afflicted or what events transpired thereafter.” His charisma and power seemed to visibly fade for a moment, the mammoth stallion appearing to wilt as he spoke. “All I know is that, for whatever reason, I did terrible, terrible things to the ponies of the kingdom. When I awoke, I was in the tundra, cold and alone. Forging through the drifts of snow and frigid nothingness, I found the empire, or at least what had become of it.”
“It’s true,” Cadance affirmed, looking dolefully at Sunburst, “a patrol found him at the outskirts and brought him in. He didn’t struggle, coming freely, and that’s one reason we called you. Placing a hoof on the sorcerous pegasus’s shoulder, her expression grew somber. “We need you to see if this is some sort of trick. The Crystal Heart is still active and you know more than anypony about its magic. You must understand,” she added, turning to Sombra, “this is a precaution. The Crystal Empire has known you as nothing but a menace for hundreds of years, so we have to make sure that you’re not threat to us.”
“I understand…” the grey stallion muttered, casting his gaze to the floor in shame. His capture, much to his surprise, had apparently been warranted. Shining Armor, the Princess’s husband, had interrogated him rather thoroughly, regaling him with the the atrocities he’d allegedly committed. He’d refused it, denying any wrongdoing adamantly, until the first crystal pony was brought forth. One after one, citizens of the kingdom recounted his cruelty and tyrannical oppression from ages long past. His resolve had been shaken to the core. True, he’d admit that he was a bit of an outcast, never quite fitting in with others, but he was no monster. At least, not that he knew. Evidently, some malign force had overtaken him, causing him to enslave his people and wreak havoc across the land. Thankfully, he’d been banished by the crystal heart and his kingdom had been freed.
Regardless, here he was, a deposed king and living nightmare of the ponies he once loved so dearly. Sombra didn’t know where to start, so much time had passed, the world was a different place, and he was relic of a bygone era. There was so much to learn, so many transgressions to atone for, but he knew he had to try, if only to regain some semblance of worth and right the wrongs which had been done.
Steeling his resolve, and glowering down at the orange stallion, he nodded firmly. “What must be done, mage?” he firmly asked.
“Ok, ok, give me a minute,” Sunburst hesitantly responded, sweat beginning to bead on his forehead. His horn illuminated, sending a golden aura over the imposing stallion before him. Analytical spellwork was, in a sense, his forte, mirroring his predilections for study and his unquenchable thirst for understanding. In a matter of moments, the spell resolved, leaving the bearded pony to thoughtfully stroke his goatee. Sure enough, any trace of nefarious enchantments or magic was gone from Sombra. For all intents and purposes, he was simply a regular unicorn, albeit a slightly imposing one. “Well,” he began, fidgeting with his glasses, “whatever was affecting his mind, and altering his appearance, is gone.” Slowly trotting around the former king, Sunburst inspected the stallion. “What was your last memory before awaking in the wasteland?” he questioned, his curiosity beginning to override his uneasiness.
“I recall finding a cluster of blood red crystals, partially buried out in the wilderness. I...it…” Sombra’s words faltered for a moment, “it spoke to me, promising me untold power and and army the likes of which nopony had ever seen. The last thing I remember was yearning for it and then being surrounded by darkness…” Surveying those gathered around him, a look of remorse and bitter regret crossed the unicorn’s features. “I...I’m so, so sorry…” he stammered. Feeling a hoof pat his flank, he turned, finding the spectacled sorcerer smiling weakly up at him.
“The road to Tartarus is paved with good intentions. Trust me, I know a few who’ve traveled down it,” Sunburst comfortingly noted, reminded of Starlight Glimmer’s decision to start a cult and remove ponies’ cutie marks in an attempt to force equality upon them. “What matters is that you realize your mistake, and work to correct it. That’s all any of us can do,” he continued, locking eyes with the large stallion.
The grey unicorn nodded, knowing the orange pony was correct. “What must I do?” he inquired, looking to the Princess. He wasn’t sure how he could make everything right, or even if it was possible, but he had to try.
“Perhaps Sunburst should help re-acquaint you with the Crystal Empire. Now that Flurry is a little older, we haven’t had need to call on him nearly as often, and I can’t think of anypony more suited to help,” Cadance thought aloud, looking to her husband for input.
“If Cadance is alright with it, so am I. Sunburst is a trusted friend and I know he’d alert us if the curse that was affecting you began to make an appearance,” Shining Armor added, stepping over to the former villain. “It’s not that we don’t believe you, we simply have to be cautious,” he explained, attempting to assuage any bad blood between them.
“No need to apologize, I’d do the same thing myself,” Sombra chuckled, offering a hoofshake to the snow white stallion, who accepted it firmly. “So, this begs the question, where do we begin,” he rumbled, turning to the cloaked pony.
“Goodness, where to start. I’m sure you’d like to visit some of the older monuments and historic sites in the region. Oh, uh, historic for us but they may be relatively fresh in your memory! Of course, we could make a trip to the Crystal Heart! That’s right outside, so we wouldn’t need to go far to see that one,” Sunburst nervously prattled on. It wasn’t that he was scared of Sombra, just...a bit intimidated; not due to the fact that the pony had tried to topple their empire, but just his size and cool demeanor.
“An apt plan, little sorcerer. But, if I may be so bold, might we get something to eat? Being catechized after finding myself in the frozen tundra has worked up a powerful appetite,” the gargantuan stallion laughed, his deep voice reverberating off the chamber walls. The orange unicorn looked knowledgeable enough, with his frazzled mane and little glasses. He was certainly no warrior, that was for certain; what little physique Sombra could see, beneath Sunburst’s cloak, was soft and undefined.
“Of course! I’m sorry I didn’t think of that!” the caped stallion blurted, pressing a forehoof to his face. “Come on, I know I great little sandwich place not too far from here,” he said, beginning to trot off before coming to a screeching halt. “With the P...Princess’s permission, of course,” he stuttered, blushing as he turned to face the royal couple.
“You have my blessing Sunburst. Please, contact us if there’s anything we can assist with, and do keep us updated with the situation,” Cadance noted. If Sunburst was right about Sombra, regarding the absence of a curse and the loss of his vile power, she had little to fear. In truth, the once evil king had more to worry about than herself, given the nightmarish reputation he’d stricken for himself.
“My thanks, fair maiden. Know that should you, or your kingdom, have need of me, I’ll do what I can to serve,” Sombra boomed, curtly bowing. Turning to the orange stallion by his side, he motioned the sorcerer forward. “Lead the way,” the grey unicorn intoned. Sunburst trotted out of the throne room with the larger stallion striding along beside him.
“You sure they’ll be alright?” Shining Armor whispered to his wife. He had every intent of having a few guards keep tabs on the two, just in case something were to go awry.
“They’ll be fine,” Cadance cooed, giving her husband a peck on the cheek to console him. “Couldn’t you tell he was a changed pony? There wasn’t an ounce of malice or ill intent in him.”
“Yeah, but do you think Sunburst will be ok?” the white stallion pressed, concerned for his friend.
“Sunburst needs to get out more anyway, and who better to occupy him than a living relic. Besides, he knows the city well and would pick up on any evil magic before any of us could. They might even become friends,” the pink alicorn continued.
“If you say so,” Shining Armor muttered, returning the Princess’s kiss.
As Sombra and Sunburst departed, winding through the castle and towards the exit, the soldiery dispersed and the royal couple went about their daily duties. It didn’t take long for the caped stallion and his towering charge to reach the palace gates. Pushing the doors open, the pair walked out one of the four titanic structural supports of the castle.
“Well then, here’s our first stop,” Sunburst began, gesturing at the hovering artifact directly under the palace, “the Crystal Heart. It’s powered by the love of the empire’s ponies and acts as the ultimate ward against evil for the kingdom!” Looking over, he realized that his companion seemed entranced by the magical item. “I...is everything alright?”
“It’s just as beautiful as ever,” Sombra murmured, turning his attention to the orange stallion at his side. “You see, it’s been around since time immemorial. Even in my age, its power protected the ponies of the land,” he explained.
“Actually, that’s a new one; the last heart was shattered by Princess Cadance’s daughter. It’s kind of funny, if…” Sunburst’s sentence was cut short by a loud rumbling beside him. It took him a moment to realize that the noise had been the grey unicorn’s stomach growling.
“My apologies,” Sombra bashfully grumbled. It was terribly rude to have interrupted his guide.
“I can tell you about it over lunch, it’s no problem!” the orange stallion chipperly commented, waving for his companion to follow as he trotted ahead. A sudden shouting off to his right drew Sunburst’s attention. There, across the courtyard, stood a pony at a food cart. Even though he’d have preferred to bring Sombra to an eat in restaurant, he’d hate to make the larger stallion wait, especially if he was hungry. “You want a falafel?” Sunburst asked.
“I’m...not exactly sure what that means,” Sombra replied, cocking an eyebrow in confusion.
“They’re these little bean balls served in bread, and they’re pretty good!” Sunburst said, trotting in the direction of the cart. Noticing the two approach, the proprietor swung his portable stall in their direction.
“Sunburst! I usually only see if you if I’m passing your house!” the vendor laughed, recalling how the caped stallion would flit outside to buy a sandwich or two before disappearing back indoors. “So, what can I get you two gentlecolts?” he inquired, looking between them.
“Just two falafels please. Actually,” the orange unicorn said, realizing that one may not be enough to sate Sobra’s hunger, “make it three.” With practiced speed and precision, the huckster assembled the trio of sandwiches, stuffing the pita bread with the freshly fried falafel, vegetables, and a healthy dollop of Tahini.
“That’ll be twelve bits,” the salespony intoned, extending a hoof and expecting payment. He looked over as the tall, muscular unicorn who’d accompanied Sunburst strode forward. “Don’t think I’ve met your friend. Names Grinder,” he chirped, swinging his hoof from the orange pony to the towering grey one.
“Sombra,” the hulking unicorn answered, shaking the vendor’s hoof with his own.
“Hah, that’s a good one buddy. But I will say, you could probably pass for him on Nightmare Night, if you got the cape, armor, and creepy red eyes,” Grinder laughed, dismissing the former tyrant’s greeting as a practical joke.
“Here ya go!” Sunburst hastily interjected, levitating the neatly stacked and counted bits over to the salespony. “Come on buddy, let’s go find a nice bench to rest on,” he continued, tapping Sombra on the shoulder and urging him to follow. The dark unicorn took the hint, curtly nodding to Grinder as he turned to follow his guide.
“Enjoy your afternoon Sunburst! You too Sombra,” the vendor said with a chuckle, stowing the coins and preparing to push his cart to another location.
“Was there a problem?” Sombra asked, casting a curious look at the cloaked pony beside him.
“You can’t just tell everypony you’re Sombra! They could go into a panic,” Sunburst sighed. He hated deceiving ponies, but he the former king had enslaved the empire and magically banish the kingdom for ages. Eventually, they could make the truth known but, for now, it may be prudent to lay low.
“If I was truly as wicked as everyone claims, you have a point. Perhaps an alias would be beneficial, if only for the time being,” the tall grey pony thought aloud. Sombra was no fool and realized the truth of Sunburst’s words. Should he use his true name, there could be problems. “What about Umbra?”
“Umbra?” the shorter stallion repeated, rolling the name over his tongue.
“Yes, it...it is an ancient word, one I’m sure most have long since forgotten,” he hesitantly explained. It wasn’t until that moment that he realized they were about to trot past a vacant bench, each being too preoccupied with talking to notice it prior. “Come, let’s rest a moment. I am rather famished,” he commented, trotting over and seating himself. Sunburst followed suit, hopping up beside him and levitating two of the sandwiches over; taking hold of both with his magic, Sombra began unwrapping one while setting the other down. Bringing the first sandwich to his nose, he took a sniff. It certainly smelled good, earthy and heavily spiced. Taking a bite, the stallion’s palate was rewarded with a symphony of flavors.
“Pretty good, right?” Sunburst noted, a statement more than a question. He watched as the larger unicorn wolfed down the first stuffed pita, before moving to the second. ‘It’s a good thing I got two,’ he thought to himself, adjusting his glasses as he smiled to himself.
It didn’t take Sombra long to demolish both of the sandwiches. With a heavy sigh, he reclined back against the bench, his belly full. “Many thanks Sunburst, I don’t forget gestures of kindness,” he said, noticing the smaller pony was only just beginning his meal. Unwilling to distract Sunburst with banter when he was trying to eat, Sombra quietly looked around, drawing in the sights of the town. While there were some landmarks he recognized, a great many had changed over the years. Scanning the buildings, he squinted, studying a sapphire colored building which was bedecked with rosy pink heart designs on its six exterior walls. Fountains of steamy water cascaded down one of the street facing corners of the structure, collecting in a small pool on the ground. “By chance, was that building constructed over a spring?” he asked, looking to his companion.
The orange pony nodded, sending his spectacles jittering down his snout. Finishing his bite of food, he swallowed. “Yeah, that’s a spa. They built the place over a hot spring a while back. I’ve heard they offer great massages,” he responded, fixing his glasses.
“It was quite the social spot in my time. Ponies would gather around and chat, enjoying the hot water as their tension bled away,” Sombra sighed, a hint of melancholy in his voice as he recalled his times there. “But tell me, you used the word ‘heard’, implying you haven’t gone yourself,” he shrewdly stated, one eyebrow raised.
“Well, no. I don’t get out much,” Sunburst muttered, taking the final bite of his sandwich.
“How much do they charge?” the grey stallion asked, rubbing his chin.
“Just using the spring is free for anypony, but any extra stuff, like a massage or drinks, costs extra,” the orange unicorn responded.
Sombra hopped off the bench, stretching his legs as he turned to his guide. “How about we go for a dip,” he intoned, trotting towards the spa. The prospect of relaxing in the hot, steamy waters of the spring was supremely enticing and would be the perfect follow-up to their meal.
“A...alright,” Sunburst sputtered, following behind the massive pony. He was a little nervous about bathing with anypony else but, considering how congenial Sombra was being, he’d hate to trample the ex-king’s idea. Trotting up from behind the larger stallion, he couldn’t help but appreciate just how sculpted the unicorn was. From gently curved horn to neatly trimmed hoof, Sombra seemed to have been chiseled from granite. As introverted as he was, he’d never really given much thought to stallions or mares, but something about this unicorn was just captivating; maybe it was his size or how graceful he was.
The pair quickly crossed through the doors of the spa and were greeted by a crystal pegasus mare at the front desk. “How can I help you gentlecolts,” she asked, closing a magazine she’d been perusing and giving them her undivided attention.
“Yes, my acquaintance and I would like to use the spring, my good mare,” Sombra crooned, dipping his head and smiling politely at the receptionist.
“Of course, it’s right through there,” she answered, pointing down a hallway which rounded to their left. “We have a central spa area and several private bathing rooms. Here you go,” she continued, reaching under the counter and retrieving a pair of towels to hand to them.
“My thanks, madam,” the grey stallion purred, gently taking the cloth from her hoof. Turning, he began plodding down the hallway.
“Thanks,” the cloaked unicorn muttered, snatching up his towel as he passed the pegasus mare.
The receptionist watched them round the corner, sighing to herself as she picked her magazine back up. She’d seen the orange stallion before a few times, knowing he worked at the castle or with the Princess, but she’d never seen the muscular grey unicorn until then. Whoever he was, he certainly was a head turner, with his deep voice, polite demeanor, and stunning good looks. If those two were dating, the orange one certainly was quite lucky.
“Alright, let’s see what we have here,” Sombra thought aloud, peeking into one of the private rooms. There was a small, natural pool in one corner, a massage table, two chairs, and a set of cabinets set along one wall. “Ah, this will work wonderfully,” he stated, trotting inside.
“You want to use a private room?” Sunburst squeaked, his anxiety spiking at the notion of being alone in a secluded area with the stallion.
“Why, yes. You didn’t seem awfully comfortable when discussing the spa so I thought a more intimate session would be more to your liking,” Sombra explained, nonchalantly stepping into the water. Seating himself on a rock, the steaming liquid resting just over his shoulders, he beckoned for his companion to join him.
‘Ok Sunburst, you can do this,’ the spectacled pony thought to himself. Magically unclasping his cape, he levitated the garment over to an empty cabinet. A deep, throaty rumble caught his attention, causing him to turn. Sombra sat in the pool, the stallion’s heavily lidded gaze dancing over his now naked body. “I...is something wrong?” Sunburst blurted, trying his best not to blush.
“Oh no, not in the slightest. I’m simply admiring your gentle curves, that’s all,” the grey unicorn replied, locking eyes with the flustered orange pony. “You must have a very lucky stallion or mare at home,” he commented, grinning slightly.
Sunburst wasn’t sure what to think. He’d never really been complimented in such an unabashed manner before or, for that matter, by a stallion. “Um...thanks, but I’m single,” he mumbled, his cheeks darkening.
The larger unicorn leaned forward at the remark, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. “Surely, you jest,” he shot back, somewhat shocked by the admission.
“No, I just...um...it’s not that…” Sunburst stammered uselessly, anxiously looking around the room; that was, until he heard something from the pool. Looking over, he noticed Sombra striding from the tiny spring. The water cascaded over his brawny frame, down his mane, over his coat, and to his hooves. Despite himself, his gaze wandered to the stallion’s groin. His jaw nearly hit the floor as he spied a thick length of dark flesh hanging below the other unicorn. The pool must have been exceptionally relaxing; that, or Sombra was really enjoying the view of Sunburst’s exposed body.
“Like what you see?” the grey stallion teased, noting where his fellow pony was looking.
The orange unicorn, feeling his member begin to slip from his sheath, started to panic. Turning away, he reached for his cape, uttery forgetting he could have simply used his magic to retrieve the garment. His fumbling ceased as he felt a heavy hoof on his back. Turning his head to the side, Sunburst realized Sombra was right behind him, smiling warmly.
“Come now, there’s nothing to be ashamed of. A healthy and attractive stallion, like yourself, should have no need for modesty of this magnitude. We’re both adults of sound mind, so just relax,” Sombra chuckled. “Or,” he continued, bringing his face closer to Sunburst’s, “would you rather do something a little more exciting…”
The stallion’s words, coupled with the hot breath drifting cross his muzzle, caused Sunburst to gulp. His heart fluttered in his chest and he felt weak in the knees, standing face to face with this the colossal unicorn. Be damned if he could explain why he was so turned on, but he was. All he could do was watch, as Sombra drew nearer.
As much as he was enjoying toying with the smaller pony, Sombra decided to move on. Taking note of the nearby massage table, a notion began to coalesce. “How about you lie down,” he purred, guiding the smaller pony to the table.
“O...ok,” Sunburst stuttered. Taking a few steps over to the piece of furniture, too flustered to do otherwise, he complied. Carefully, he climbed up and onto the table, lying on his stomach.
“I’m afraid that won’t work,” Sombra tutted, caressing Sunburst’s rather ample rump. “Roll over,” he requested. Sure enough, the Sunburst acquiesced, turning onto his back and exposing his belly, chubby thighs, and package. While the other pony wasn’t quite as well hung as himself, he had to admit, the orange stallion’s semi erect shaft looked delicious. “Now,” he continued, running one hoof up the orange unicorn’s thigh, “just relax.”
Sunburst’s thoughts raced as Sombra gently fondled his balls. “I...I always thought you were straight,” he accidentally blurted, covering his mouth the second the words escaped him. He’d always been too engrossed with his studies to pursue romance and couldn’t fathom why this situation was so infuriatingly arousing.
The grey unicorn paused and nonchalantly shrugged. “Stallion, mare, joys of the flesh aren’t bound to one sex or the other, and, if I may say, I believe you’re in dire need of some relief,” he whispered, bringing his snout down to the orange pony’s groin. Pressing his muzzle against Sunburst’s package, he locked eyes with the other stallion as he ran his tongue up the pony’s orange prick. “Would you like me to stop?” he asked, licking his lips and enjoying the unicorn’s scent as it flooded his nostrils.
Cock twitching, and now fully erect, Sunburst shook his head. He watched as Sombra angled his stallionhood slightly to the side, moving it into a better position for what was to come. A sigh escaped his lips as the grey unicorn wrapped his lips around his shaft. Of course he’d heard about blowjobs before, but he had no idea they felt this good! The warm confines of Sombra’s mouth around his length was infinitely superior to any hoofjob. Closing his eyes, he enjoyed the sensation, feeling himself bump against the back of the larger stallion’s throat.
Sombra bobbed his head steadily, fellating his partner and caressing the underside of his stallionhood with his tongue. From the way Sunburst was throbbing, he knew the pony wouldn’t last all that long; an unfortunate inevitability for one who, he presumed, was inexperienced in carnal activities. Igniting his horn, he performed a simple spell; something to clean and lubricate himself. If the little sorcerer thought he’d be satisfied with simply giving a blowjob, he was dead wrong. Slowly withdrawing himself from Sunburst’s dick, he gave the head a little kiss.
“Why’d you stop?” the orange stallion mewled, desperately looking down the length of the table. His eyes went wide as he noticed Sombra crawling onto the piece of furniture. With care, the massive stallion straddled him. “You’re gonna rut me?” he squeaked, feeling himself hotdogged between the other stallion’s cheeks.
“Well, I certainly hope I don’t have to do all the work,” Sombra snickered. Leaning forward, he felt the tip of Sunburst’s tool kiss his pucker. Taking a breath, and relaxing himself, he pressed back. “Mmmmmm,” he hummed, feeling the blunt head slip inside himself.
“Oh sweet Celestia,” Sunburst breathed. Reflexively, his hips bucked, burying his entire shaft into his partner.
“That’s the spirit,” Sombra cooed, raising his waist and slamming it back down. The little sorcerer was cute, his face all screwed up in pleasure as he fitfully thrust upward. Bringing his forelegs back, and bracing them on the table, he leaned backward. The angle allowed for Sunburst’s tool to better accost his prostate and let his own stallionhood swing about freely.
Now with a face full of titanic pony dick, the orange unicorn was even more turned on. The fact that another stallion would be this hard because of him, filled Sunburst with a confidence he hadn’t known before. Easily twice the size of his own cock, Sombra’s rod bounced and flopped about as they continued. Craning his neck forward, his mind in a fog of lust and excitement, he pressed his snout to its blunt, dark tip. A single drop of pre-cum enticingly appeared and, for whatever reason, he found his tongue snaking forward to taste it.
Sombra groaned as his partner licked the head of his stallionhood. By the gods, this little sorcerer may have some fight in him. With renewed vigor, he began pistoning himself on the smaller unicorn. With each upward movement, he clenched his sphincter, milking the other pony’s shaft.
As tenacious as Sunburst was, their position wouldn’t allow him to get much more than the tip of Sombra’s member into his maw. The flavor, while a bit salty and bitter, wasn’t unpleasant. He’d always figured it would taste much worse but, in all honesty, there’s no way he could have known. Eventually, he got tuned in with his partner’s rhythm, thrusting upward while the other pony bore down upon him. If Sombra’s mouth felt good, his ass was divine, far warmer and able to swallow his entire length with ease. The slick and tight confines of the stallion’s rear were amazing, far better than anything he’d ever experienced. He knew he wouldn’t last long at this rate, so he did the only thing he could think of; suck and worship the girthy stallionhood in his mouth as best he could.
Noticing Sunburst’s movements beginning to become fitful and erratic, Sombra picked up the pace. He wasn’t too far off from popping himself, what with a cock battering his prostate and his dick getting sucked. Hilting himself on the orange unicorn, he gyrated and pumped his hips like a jackhammer, desperate to see the look on Sunburst’s face as he came. It wasn’t long before the tip of his prick slipped from the smaller pony’s mouth as the spectacled stallion began moaning feverishly. As if on cue, he felt the first hot gush of seed coat his insides as the member embedded in his ass erupted. “Yes...Mmmph...fill me,” he groaned, throwing his head back as his own member began to flare.
Sunburst was in heaven, his stallionhood unleashing a torrent of jizz in the larger unicorn’s tail-hole. He bit down on a forehoof, attempting to stifle himself, but his mewlings were still quite audible. His reverie, however, was interrupted as the first sticky and scalding ropes of cum spattered across his face and over his glasses. Almost on instinct, he clamped his lips around the throbbing cock before him, gulping down shot after shot of gooey spunk. Unlike the pre-cum from before, the seed had a far more potent flavor, heady, rich, and nearly intoxicating.
Together, the two ponies rode out their orgasm, panting heavily with one atop the other. In truth, they’d both been in dire need of relief; Sombra, from having spent untold ages under a curse, and Sunburst, neglecting his own stallion urges. Regardless, the experience had left them both more than a little messy.
“Not too bad for your first time with a stallion,” Sombra wheezed, slowly heaving himself off of the smaller equine. With small pop, he freed himself from the orange unicorn’s softening tool. Clenching his rear, and trapping the majority of the seed in his guts, he leaned forward. Catching Sunburst completely off guard, he locked lips with his partner, kissing the smaller pony passionately.
As surprised as he was, Sunburst reciprocated, his tongue slipping into Sombra’s mouth as they made out. It was a passionate moment, even if it was an unexpected one. Chest to chest, the stallions pulled away after a moment, entranced with one another as they caught their breath. Carefully, the grey unicorn eased himself from the table, hopping to the floor below.
“Yeah, that was...Oh buck!” Sunburst exclaimed as Sombra began licking and slurping the cum off his semi-flaccid dick. “Y...you don’t have to do that,” he mumbled, watching in awe as the other stallion cleaned his equipment.
“It’s only fair,” Sombra intoned, finishing the job and licking his lips clean. “And besides,” he said, a devilish grin creeping across his face, “next time, you can return the favor.” Whether he knew it or not, Sunburst had caught Sombra’s interest, with his supple curves and genial demeanor. Offering a hoof, he assisted the smaller pony off the table. “Come, let us clean ourselves to unwind. I’m sure there’s much to catch up on since I wasn’t myself for such an extended period of time,” he continued.
Sunburst simply nodded, his mind awash in all manner of alien thoughts. Not only had he rutted a stallion, but he’d enjoyed it immeasurably. He wasn’t sure where this budding friendship would go, but somewhere, deep down, a fire had been kindled by the passionate experience...