> A Friendly Wager
>  by Jest
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> Chapter 1
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Skittle was not usually in the habit of making bets unless the results of which would be funny win or lose. For a joke? Absolutely. For bits? Well, that just sounded boring to him. The tall stallion flipped through his mail at a leisurely pace, ignoring the much shorter stallion that stood next to him, bouncing from hoof to hoof and trying to peak over his shoulder. Today was a special day after all, he was about to win a bet that had both hilarious and sexy potential results and drawing out the reveal made things even funnier to him.

His tan fur ended with a white speckling at the ends of his hooves and wings, while his mane and tail were a deep brown, the mid morning light peeking through the window illuminating the handsome stallion quite well. He brought his hoof to his lips and gave it a lick before flipping past the next page, eliciting a groan from the stallion beside him.

“Come on already!” The smaller stallion cried. 

“Chill out Lucky Doo, I’m almost there.” Skittle remarked before slowly turning the next page.

Lucky Doo grumbled, planting his pink butt on the floor and crossing his comparatively diminutive hooves over his chest. His long yellow mane fell over his eyes, prompting him to blow it aside. Sitting on the ground he barely came up to the larger stallion’s crotch, a point of irritation and arousal for the smaller stallion. He furrowed his feminine brow, fluttering his equally as feminine eyelashes while pouting adorably. “Hurry up already, how long can it take to find out who won the game?” He whined. 

The larger stallion just chuckled. “Annnnd sports section.” 

Lucky Doo leapt back up, pumping his wings in order to get a look. “Where is it? I don't see it.” 

Skittle rolled his eyes. “It's right here.” He pointed to a section of the newspaper squashed between two ads. “On thursday the Manehatten broncos were able to pull out a surprise win against their rivals the Canterlot colts.” He announced rather proudly, much to the dismay of his friend.

“Oh poo.” The smaller stallion muttered, landing with a soft thump. “Double or nothing?” He asked awkwardly, looking up at the larger stallion hopefully.

Skittle smirked. “A deal's a deal Lucky. Did you bring the rope?”

The small feminine stallion nodded and walked over to the bags he had dropped near the entrance to his friend’s home. He unclasped one of the bags and pulled out several lengths of treated rope. The rope was thick but appeared to have been altered in such a way as to make it smooth to the touch, perfect for what they had in mind. 

“How do you uh, you know?” Lucky asked. 

“Don't worry about that. A friend of mine did this the other week with his marefreind, just lay down on the coffee table on your back.” The larger stallion commanded, gesturing to the nearby living room where there was just such a table. 

Lucky trotted over to the table and flopped down on it, rolling onto his back and looking at his friend through his legs. “R-ready.” 

Skittle smirked and trotted over, grabbing the rope as he walked. “Alright, stick your legs straight up and try not to move alright?”

“Kay.” Lucky muttered. 

With a flap of his wings the large stallion flew above the table, pleasantly surprised that the coffee table brought his smaller friend up to the perfect height required for their little operation. With a smirk he noted that Lucky’s cock had already begun to poke from his sheethe, the comparatively small dick was a black color, jutting out from the bright pink of his coat. Skittle couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, his own cock slowly edging from his sheethe as he hovered over the smaller stallion.

It didn't take too long to line up his crotch with his friends face, an act that drew the tiniest of moans from the feminine stallion. Extending his wings, the stallion glided down into position, surprised to find that the coffee table was the perfect size for his plans. With a little maneuvering he dropped down barrel to barrel with the smaller stallion, whose legs extended up Skittle’s sides. 

“Eep!” Lucky squealed, watching intently as his friend’s cock landed just beyond his lips. 

The larger stallion’s length was considerable but fit his body size well, the speckled white head of which was growing steadily forward, becoming a deep black at about the medial ring. Lucky Doo licked his lips at the sight, awaiting the moment it made contact with his waiting mouth. 

Skittle was busy affixing the ropes into position, tying one length of rope around the feminine mare’s forehoof before flipping it over his barrel and tying it to the other forehoof. He repeated the process with Lucky’s back hooves and was about to add a third rope which would hopefully support the smaller stallion’s weight a little better when he felt Lucky’s hot breath caress the head of his cock. 

“Mmmm, are you ready Lucky?” He asked, feeling the smaller stallion’s length beginning to grow hard against his chest, squished between the two stallions. 

“Mmhmm. Ready when you are.” The stallion muttered before the head of his friend’s cock stopped anymore words from leaving his mouth as it slid past his lips.

Skittle’s hooves clenched and he bit his lip, savoring the sensation of feeling the smaller stallion’s lips pass over the thick head of his cock. “Mmmm, you are too good at this.” He remarked. 

The smaller stallion murmured his agreement, his words garbled by the cock traveling deeper into his mouth and down his throat. Lucky was an expert though and with practiced ease guided his friend’s cock as it traveled down his throat until finally it had grown to it's full length, filling his mouth and throat almost completely. His comparatively small cock pulsed against his friend’s stomach, the loss of control combined with having his face stuffed full of dick a potent combination. 

Skittle didn't take long to secure the last of the rope after taking a brief break to get used to the feeling of his cock fitting snugly inside his friend’s mouth. “This is going to be a great week.” He commented with a smirk.

Lucky hummed his approval, though the words were once again, lost.

With his friend secured, and his cock smug inside Lucky’s throat, Skittle set off to complete his daily chores. First he did the dishes, completing the task in twice the amount of time it usually took, as Lucky Doo had begun sucking in earnest, forcing him to stop for several minutes until his first orgasm of the day shot straight into his friend’s stomach. His cock didn't even have a chance to retract from Lucky’s throat before it became hard once more, thus beginning the cycle over again. 

Thankfully Lucky didn't feel like sucking quite as hard anymore, allowing Skittle to complete the dishes in relatively little time. The larger pegasus hummed softly to himself as he moved through his house, folding the few clothes he had, before tossing them through the wash along with his bedding. Minutes passed by quickly all while Lucky Do was forced to stare directly into the larger stallion’s balls, the pendulous orbs occupying almost his entire scope of vision. It wasn't a bad view all things considered, it merely had the unfortunate side effect of filling his nostrils with the musky smell of the larger stallion. 

Over time he felt his weight slip a little further back, the ropes shifting as the stallion was reaching up onto the top of a shelf, a duster in his mouth. The smaller stallion felt the ropes loosen slightly and then all of a sudden he had every last hard inch of cock that the larger stallion had to offer directly down his throat, his lips now pressed tight against the base of Skittle’s cock. 

His eyes rolled into the back of his head and his throat unconsciously clamped down on the invader resting inside his mouth and throat. Something the larger stallion noticed instantly, who didn't put it together right away however and merely assumed the smaller stallion was teasing him, not feeling the ropes sitting a little further back on his body. Still, Lucky Doo didn't complain, he was an expert after all, and it wasn't like this was the first time he had taken every last inch of his friend’s cock down his throat before, heck it wasn't even the first time in the last twenty four hours that such a thing had happened.

The larger stallion froze, the feather duster falling from his lips as he felt the second orgasm of the day come. His cock twitched and pulsed, shooting his load up into his friends body, something that should have been no problem for Lucky. The odd angle however made things difficult and though he swallowed most of it, the last two shots of cum escaped him and sputtered out onto his face, running down his lips and into his mane. 

With his orgasm finally over, Skittle hopped down and continued his chores, uncaring or simply not having noticed the fact that his friend’s face now had a spattering of cum dripping down it. It didn't take long for him to finish dusting and the stallion trotted about the house, trying to find some other chore to do. Finding nothing, he shrugged and moved to finish his laundry while compiling a mental list of things he had left to do in town today. 

He paused as he approached the front door to his house. “Are you sure it's alright if we go outside like this?” Skittle asked a little nervously. 

He could feel the eyeroll from here, causing the large pegasus to chuckle. “Yeah I guess your right. This is Equestria after all, I think I saw an orgy in sugar cube corner last time I was there.” He chuckled, pushing open the door and stepping out onto the landing just outside. 

He flexed his wings wide and gave a few test flaps, feeling how the weight settled onto his body before becoming confident enough to jump off the cloud and glide down towards the town beyond. Lucky Doo enjoyed flying as much as the next pegasus but there was something odd about experiencing said flight while tied upside down to the barrel of a larger stallion. His hooves twitched and his wings threatened to spread, an action he fervently resisted, knowing all too well what might happen if he opened his wings backwards while his friend was flying. Still, even with that in mind his instincts screamed at him to unfurl his wings. 

It took a mercifully short time for Skittle to land, coming to a stop near the centre of town. The stallion flapped his wings one last time before tucking them at his sides. “You know you can stop trying to suck my dick off now ya know.”

Lucky Doo blinked twice before noticing that in his panic he had begun to squeeze down on the larger stallion’s cock to the point that it was probably a little uncomfortable. “Sorry.” He muttered, his words being unintelligible through the thick cock still down his throat. 

Skittle understood though and sighed as he felt the vice around his cock slowly release. “No problem Lucky, that's all the flying we should have to do until we head back to my place anyway.” 

Now on the ground, Skittle looked around, noting a few ponies milling about randomly, none of who paid the pair more than a passing glance of attention before turning back to whatever they had been doing a moment earlier. The larger stallion smiled, feeling his confidence begin to soar as it looked like his friend was right again. 

With long confident strides the stallion walked down the main thoroughfare of the town, nodding and exchanging pleasantries with the few ponies he knew that passed them by. Few even mentioned the other pony strapped to his stomach and fewer still did so with anything more than a passing interest, further emboldening the stallion. It didn't take long for the stallion to reach his destination, and his smile grew a little wider as he climbed the steps up into sugar cube corner.

He pushed open the door and strode inside, his gaze sweeping left and right. The interior of the building wasn't terribly busy, his arrival having fallen between the early morning rush coming in for a meal before work, and the lunch rush that came closer to noon. Noticing the line was short he fell in behind a large, portly stallion with a deep grey fur and a stark white mane and tail. The earth pony had his face close to the glass as he pointed out the numerous pastries he wanted to add to his order. Behind the counter Pinkie Pie flashed Skittle a smile before turning back to the portly earth pony stallion, fishing out the next few pastries for his order.

The stallion stood patiently behind the larger pony, almost having forgotten about the weight tied about his midsection, that was until he felt the familiar feeling of Lucky Doo’s throat tightening around his cock. He barely managed to suppress an urge to moan aloud, his eyelids flickering as he felt his friend’s tongue caress the underside of his cock while he continued to suck hard at Skittle’s fat cock. 

He stood there for almost a full minute, his cock being sucked with such fervor that he hardly noticed the older, larger stallion slam his bits on the counter and finish his order. Even the stallion moving aside and walking out was not enough to break him from his reverie. It was only after his third orgasm of the day and the subsequent swallowing there of that he noticed the fact that Pinkie Pie was looking him in the eye, a blush on her cheeks and a smile on her lips. 

“Heya Skittle, are you finished or should I come back in a minute?” The mare giggled, sparing a glance down at Lucky Doo’s privates. 

The stallion chuckled nervously. “Oh uh, yeah I’m done now. Just the usual please.” He tossed a few bits on the counter, more than enough for his late breakfast. 

Pinkie Pie grinned. “Thanks Skittle! One bear claw extra glaze coming right up!” 

The pink pony deftly deposited his bits before grabbing his favored pastry and handed it over to him in a slim pink paper bag. “Have a good one!” She said enthusiastically. 

He nodded. “Thanks Pinkie.” Taking his food in one hoof he turned and left, taking a big bite out of his bearclaw as he did. “Now, where to next…”

He wandered out of the bakery and into the street beyond, the slight jostling of his ‘passenger’ causing him to wince as he felt the slight bite of teeth. “Watch it there would you?” 

Lucky Doo rolled his eyes and continued sucking away, ignoring the comment entirely. After all it's not like it was up to him where they went. As Skittle continued to wander the town, doing errands, and stopping to talk to a few ponies, Lucky Doo remained steadfast in devotion to the larger stallion’s cock. Within an hour he had it almost down to a science, and he was able to say with confidence that he had both gotten used to being strapped to the larger stallion, and had even begun to enjoy it. 

There was something about being made to serve that excited him in a way nothing else really had. In that moment, and for all the time he spent strapped to the underside of the larger stallion, his world revolved around his friend’s cock and that was it. He shivered, his muscles tensing as he felt another load of cum travel down his throat and splash into his gullet. This one was a little bigger than the last, the stallion’s efforts being rewarded with an extra few spurts of semen to add to the already immense amount that swirled within his belly. 

That alone was an exciting thought, the fact that his stomach was slowly but surely being filled with cum. Between the potent musk, the absolute servitude, and the fact that he was being filled with seed, Lucky Doo was surprised he hadn't finished already but something held him back. In part it was the fact that his own cock didn't exactly have an easy receptacle for cum quite like the dick rammed down his throat did, and another part was that it almost felt wrong. He was being dominated utterly by the much larger stallion, this moment was about his friend, not Lucky.

Skittle’s breathed hard, feeling the last of his orgasm begin to bleed away as he made his way towards the school at the edge of town. That wasn't completely correct however, as he was actually making his way past the school and closer to his house, hoping to eliminate the time spent flying as he knew just how much the other pegasus’ instincts had been screaming at him during the short flight. That and he didn't want to risk getting his dick bit off, but that was just an afterthought.

Up ahead, just off the path, a group of fillies and colts were playing a game of what looked like dodgeball, only the balls were much smaller and seemed to hurt quite a bit. One filly winced and limped out of the centre of the circle, making her way over to the sidelines. Skittle shook his heads, making a note about possibly donating the old schoolhouse a new ball or maybe just some bits. 

He turned back to the path ahead, his gaze being drawn up to the cloud house lurking above the tree tops only a few hundred metres away. Almost home. He thought to himself, his gaze lingering on his cloud house, and not the group of children who were yelling something that he couldn't hear. 

Turning back around at the last moment he was just barely able to see the ball flying directly at his face. Panicking, the stallion reared up in confusion, accidentally aligning the ball perfectly with his friend’s. Lucky Doo literally didn't know what hit him until he felt something small and hard slam into his balls, then the next moment he felt his body jerk, and his cock twitch, only barely able to hold back the urge to bite down on the cock still jammed down his throat. 

The smaller stallion whimpered in pain, but that pain wasn't as intense as it should be as he felt a good bit of pleasure coursing through him as well and after a few seconds he finally realized what had happened. His eyes shot open and he flailed slightly, recognizing the sensation of his orgasm pulsing through his body. Luckily the other stallion was uninjured and was able to sprint down the road, away from the kids and their game. 

Skittle looked down, feeling a section of his fur growing damp as something wet soaked into it. He pressed a hoof against his chest, feeling the damp patch and bringing his hoof up to his nose and taking a whiff. “Did you just?” He muttered. 

“Mmhmm.” Lucky muttered back, silently thankful that the larger stallion couldn't see the shame burning hot on his cheeks. 

The larger stallion blushed as well, a little shocked that his friend had just orgasmed from getting hit in the nuts. Skittle shook his head and chuckled at the sensation of wetness that stretched all across his chest, evidently Lucky had enjoyed the act more then he let on as he came harder then normal. 

It didn't take long for the stallion to make his way almost directly under his cloud house and he paused for a second, tapping his friend’s side. “Hey, I’m about to head back up to the house, try not to crush my dick okay?” 

“Mmhmm!” the smaller stallion mumbled back, nodding to help make his friend understand what he meant. 

“Right.” Skittle nodded, flaring his wings. 

With a short run and a mighty flap the pair was airborne and on their way back to Skittle’s cloud house. This time the large stallion felt no vice clamp down on his cock, or twitching as the feminine stallion struggled against his instincts. He seemed entirely focused on Skittle’ cock which was a double edged sword in this case as it meant he didn't have to fight Lucky, but he did have to fight the pleasure and the distant sensation of his own rising orgasm. 

He poured everything he had into his wings, causing the pair to surge higher into the sky, which in turn caused a flare of panic in Lucky, who poured even more attention onto the cock inside him. As they flew, the larger stallion’s flight grew more erratic, further fueling his friends panic and focus until finally with one last messy flap of his wings, Skittle landed on his porch and stumbled forward. 

“Oh thank the stars were finally home.” Skittle remarked.

“Mmhmm!” Lucky agreed. 

The stallion pushed aside the front door to his home and stumbled inside, his knees having gone week from the mixture of pleasure and panic that had surged through him for the last several minutes. Sprinting over to the coffee table the stallion turned around, using a hoof to try and grab the the knot that would see his friend released, only to notice that during their panicked flight the ropes had shifted just enough that the knot was now no longer in reach. 

“Uh, don't panic Lucky, this might take awhile.” 

“What do you mean this might take awhile!?” Lucky yelled, though the cock still rammed down his throat turned the exclamation into little more than an angry muffle.

Skittle’ attention wavered as he felt the pleasurable vibrations rumbling up his shaft and for a second he stood stock still, a dumb expression crossing his lips as he merely stood there and enjoyed himself. With a shake of his head the stallion remembered his goal and tried to grab the rope and pull it down so that he might be able to reach it. 

He was able to bring it nearly within reach only for the stallion still strapped to his crotch to suddenly whine and make the larger stallion notice that he had accidentally pulled one of Lucky Doo’s legs a little far. “Sorry Lucky.” He mumbled.

With that option no longer on the table the stallion tried to maneuver his wings in such a way that he was able to grab the knot only to find that though he was able to reach, the dexterous appendages lacked the strength to pull on the knot. “Oh for crying out loud…” 

Lucky Doo meanwhile was having the time of his life. Sure it had been a little dicey there for a bit and the flight back up to the house hadn't been the best experience but every time the larger stallion shifted to try and reach the knot he unconsciously drove his cock deeper into the smaller male’s throat. It evidently wasn't a conscious decision though and the half thrusts were sporadic and uncoordinated, which was kinda why it was so hot. 

The larger stallion was rough at times but he always seemed to hold back with Lucky Doo, meaning he wasn't able to get the truly rough treatment he secretly loved. Which made the way the larger stallion violated his throat all that much more erotic. The feminine mare reacted in kind by clamping down his throat and sucking hard, his lust for cum growing by the second. He may have had a belly full of the stuff already but the longer he went, the longer Lucky wanted one last load before the belly ride ended. 

This didn't go unnoticed by the larger male who groaned in annoyance, his latest attempt foiled by the sudden surge of pleasure coursing through him. “Really Lucky? I am trying to untie you.” The stallion groused. 

The smaller stallion merely shrugged and continued sucking, not caring in the slightest. 

With a frown the larger stallion stopped and glared at his friend, reluctantly sighing. “You want to go one last round, don't you?” 

“Mmhmm!” Lucky Doo muffled back, much to his friend’s annoyance. 

“Fine. But don't say I didn't warn you.” 

Lucky would have cocked his head if he could, but as it stood his head was filled with cock. Skittle’s hips thrusted forward suddenly, burying the few inches of length not already stuffed down Lucky’s throat. The feminine mare was anything but surprised though and even let out a muffled cry of pleasure as he felt his throat get violated once more. 

The loss of control, the feeling of being used, of his body becoming little more than a toy to be used as the larger stallion wanted, Lucky loved every single one of these things. Skittle threw his hips back and forth, his orgasm already well along due to the bumpy flight and rough accidental throat fucking he had given his friend. As such he knew he didn't have a lot of time to really enjoy this and he was determined to eek out as much pleasure as possible.

Taking a step back the stallion propped up his forehooves on the coffee table, forcing Lucky Doo’s weight to slide back, further impaling him on the larger stallion’s length. Then with a surge of his hips he threw himself upward, and then back once more. As he continued to thrust away, Skittle could feel his friend shift up and down his cock completely against his will, his entire body moving to the desires of the larger, more dominant stallion.

Lucky’s hooves curled, his wings spread and were now rigid, standing at attention as his throat was continually abused. Each time he felt his body shift upwards he could watch as a few inches of cock slid out of her mouth, leaving behind a thin sheen of spit. Then, at the apex of the thrust he felt his weight shift back down, sending him tumbling towards the base of the other stallion’s crotch. The feeling was akin to that of a roller coaster, feeling as though your weight no longer moved by your will, coupled with the slight millisecond of free fall that came with reaching the height of the track. 

Only to come slamming back to earth and feeling your face smack against a heavy set of balls, their musk ramming itself up your nose as you were forced to breathe in the potent scent of a sweat stained stallion. It occured to Lucky that he had never actually been on a roller coaster before, but he figured the metaphor still worked despite that little fact. 

Throughout the entire experience the feminine stallion did not stop sucking away, though the pleasure of his blow job ebbed occasionally when Skittle’s thrusted particularly hard. Still, the stallion would have held his head high if he could, for it was not like giving a stallion a blow job while he throat fucked you was an easy feat by any stretch of the imagination. He was a master though, and he never once choked, or wanted anything other than to feel his friend’s balls begin to pulse as they dumped a massive load down his throat and into his belly. 

Having a truly subservient cock slut strapped to your waist was a dream most stallions had but no one ever told Skittle that it would be this physically draining. He was, after all forced to heft the entire weight of not only his body but the body of his lover whom he was using like some sort of overgrown sex toy. Still, it wasn't like he wasn't enjoying himself and indeed he was growing close, in just a few more seconds he knew he would cum again, adding yet another potent load to the no doubt copious amount already sloshing around inside his friend’s belly. 

The larger stallion regripped his hooves and spread his legs, his wings flaring in order to give him that much more leverage. With his next thrust he pumped his wings hard, making a breeze surge through the room and for his friend to slam down against Skittle’ crotch with enough force to make his friends’ eyes to roll into the back of his head. 

“I’m close!” He called out, feeling a new orgasm begin to surge through him. 

Lucky Doo didn't bother wasting his breath on a confirmation, his mouth and throat utterly occupied with the task of properly pleasuring the massive invader. With renewed determination the smaller stallion pushed away the distracting feeling of those massive balls slapping against his face and focused entirely on sucking as hard as he could. He needed it by now, the feeling of that huge cock pulsing and twitching as it deposited a load straight down his throat. 

With one last wordless cry of pleasure the feminine stallion felt his body surge upwards for the final time before crashing down against the other stallion’s sack with enough force that he may very well have gotten a pair of black eyes. That thought didn't even occur to him until much later, as the thing he had been waiting for had finally arrived and with a moan of pleasure he felt his lover’s cock twitch in a now familiar way.

Lucky Doo’s hooves tingled and his wings flapped uselessly, his lips forming a tight seal as he sucked for all he was worth. The smaller stallion could literally feel his lover’s balls churn with seed, the large pair of testicles nearly rumbling with desire. Then it came, hard. 

The first pulse shot straight down his throat at such a speed that Lucky Doo hardly even felt it pass his lips before it splashed into his stomach. Neither did he feel the second, or the third, his mind becoming blank with lust, only faintly aware of the fact that he could feel each load splashing into his now quite full stomach.

Unbeknownst to either party, the knot had now shifted into an easily reachable position, so when Skittle turned once more, he found it almost instantly. With his orgasm slowly dying down and the last few loads of cum now traveling directly into his friends’ gullet, the larger stallion trotted over to the coffee table and set his friend down once more. With a flick of a wing the knot was loosened and after a few more tugs the ropes fell away completely. 

“Ahh much better.” the stallion remarked, rolling his shoulders and rubbing a spot on his barrel that the rope had rubbed quite brutally. 

Lucky Doo hardly even noticed, too focused on the task of guzzling the last of his friend’s cum. His hooves fell loose once more, freed from their bondage, and though he could move, why would he? Using his now free hooves the stallion gripped his friend’s sack in both hooves and gently squeezing them, trying to milk the stallion for everything he had. 

Skittle tensed briefly before noticing that his friend wasn't about to crush his balls like a pair of grapes. “Oooh. That's right, drink it all.” He moaned.

Lucky Doo rolled his eyes and gave his friend’s sack another squeeze before reluctantly letting go, the cock in his throat now no longer twitching. With Skittle’ orgasm now gone, Lucky gave a small sigh before tapping his friend’s leg, hoping to get a fresh breath of air for the first time in a while.

The larger stallion seemed to remember this fact as well and hastily took a few steps back, his cock slowly slipping out of Lucky’s lips. Through it all the feminine stallion kept a tight seal on the other mare’s cock, ensuring that no stray cum or saliva was left behind. So when the head of Skittle’ cock finally slipped past his lips it was perfectly clean. 

The stallion took another few steps, his shaky hooves nearly knocking him onto his flank before he gave his head a shake and steadied himself. 

Still on the coffee table, Lucky Doo swallowed audibly, the last little bit of cum and spit sliding down his throat before he took his first deep breath in awhile. “Ahh.” he sighed, feeling the burning in his lungs slowly be replaced by cool air. 

Skittle just shook his head at the sight, perpetually amazed by the endlessly cock hungry feminine stallion. “Better?” He asked simply.

“Better.” Lucky Doo replied, slowly rolling over and getting into a shaky stand. 

The smaller stallion was forced to keep his wings extended just to ensure he didn't topple to the ground as his sense of balance had been somewhat disturbed by all the time spent upside down. “Wooow.” He teetered to the right, nearly running into the wall before a gentle hoof on his shoulder corrected that.

“Are you alright?” 

“I am now.” The feminine stallion gave his head one last shake before looking up at his friend with a smirk. “Did you enjoy using my throat?” 

“I always do.” Skittle said, smirking right back. “Come on, let's move this up to somewhere more private.” 

Never one to argue with the prospect of more dick in his future, Lucky Doo followed close behind his friend as they walked up the stairs and towards his friend’s bedroom. On the way he couldn't help but feel his gaze drawn to his friend’s backside and the still considerably large pair of balls and dangling  semi erect cock. The stallion licked his lips, having to resist the urge to bury his face against those delicious balls. 

Meanwhile, Skittle was thinking of something much different, namely the wetness on his chest that Lucky seemed to have forgotten about. More than just that, he was busy thinking of that moment right before, when that ball had nailed his friend and caused him to cum all over Skittle’ chest. He had never really classified his friend as a masochist before, but perhaps that title wasn't exactly fitting. Giving a shrug, the stallion pushed open the door to his room and trotted inside, his mind already whirring with ideas now that he had been shown this new side of his favorite cock sleeve. 

Lucky Doo watched as his friend leisurely trotted over to the bed and wordlessly slid onto his back, gesturing to the feminine stallion’s cum that stained his coat. “Clean me.” 

Lucky blinked, and started walking towards the bathroom, intent on getting a washcloth. “Sure, I guess it is my fault.” 

“You can't use a towel, you must use only your tongue.” 

Lucky Doo blanched, only for a huge blush to suddenly spread across his face. “O-okay.” He muttered, turning back to his friend. 

While the smaller stallion trotted up to the bed, Skittle did his best to stretch out seductively, displaying every inch of his body that his friend had stained with cum and gesturing to it all with a hoof. “Well?” 

Lucky Doo nodded mutely, climbing up onto the bed and lowering his head towards the other stallion’s chest. He looked up to his friend one last time, and after seeing the unabashed lust on his face, turned back down and licked the largest deposit of cum still clinging to his coat. 

The smaller stallion’s mouth exploded with the taste of sweat, cum and his friend’s fur. All of which melded into a strange and musky flavor that combined into an oddly tasty medley. With renewed lust, the stallion dove down again and again, scooping up more and more cum and swallowing it eagerly. Even though it was his own cum he was eating the stallion wasn't dissuaded in the slightest, in fact he found the idea of being made to eat his own seman rather… erotic, if he was being honest.

It helped that Skittle seemed to be enjoying himself as well, watching as his friend further debased himself for the larger stallion’s not so hidden enjoyment. His cock twitched, slowly becoming hard once more, with each lick and each gulp Skittle’ cock grew and grew until it was standing painfully erect. 

The blush on Lucky Doo’s face slowly dissipated as he grew more and more accustomed to the idea of being made to serve his friend in such a strangely intimate way. His mouth once more was filled with sweat and cum, which he eagerly swallowed once more before looking back down and finding that he had already managed to clean most of it up. With a frown he looked his friend’s body up and down, dipping his head occasionally when he noticed a spot he had missed. Within seconds his friend’s bare chest was completely clean and with a grin on his face Lucky pulled back, gave his lips a lick and sat down. 

“Did you enjoy yourself? Because I certainly did.” Skittle remarked with a dry laugh.

Lucky Doo blushed. “M-maybe.” 

“Oh I almost forgot.” Skittle suddenly sat up and jumped off the bed. “Wait right there! I got you something.” 

“Like what?” 

Skittle turned and shot his friend a wink. “Something sexy.” Then without a word he turned back and disappeared out the door.

The smaller stallion twiddled his hooves awkwardly, trying to ignore his raging erection that brushed and twitched against his chest. THankfully he didn't have to wait long as Skittle repeated less than a minute later with a bundle of something that he quickly put just out of sight, hiding it behind a pile of books. 

“That can stuff can wait though. First we gotta deal with that tiny erection of yours.” Skittle remarked with a smirk.

Lucky Doo crossed his hooves over his chest and frowned. “It's not that small! Your just big! It's actually average.”

“You keep telling yourself that dude.”

“Hmph.” 

The larger stallion just chuckled at his friend’s irritation, mounting the bed and pushing his friend down as he crawled up his body. Lucky could only blush as he watched the larger stallion slowly get closer, his large body pressed against Lucky’s comparatively smaller one. The gentle touch of the other male’s fur against his hard cock, made his hooves clench, and a tiny girly moan to slip past his lips, which only seemed to egg Skittle’ on, pressing his body more insistently against the smaller male’s. 

“That's strange, I didn't notice you bring a pencil with you.” Skittle wondered aloud all of a sudden.

“What are you talking about?”

“That thing against my chest, it has to be a pencil.” He lifted his body and looked down, chuckling. “Oh, I’m sorry that's just your dick.” 

Lucky Doo grumbled silently, but despite his anger he could feel a blush slowly begin to grow on his cheeks. 

Skittle shrugged and pressed his body down against Lucky’s once more, his soft fur caressing his friend’s now aching length. A sudden bump made Lucky’s face grow bright red as he felt Skittle’ cock brush against his own. The sheer size and presence of the larger stallion’s dick easily dwarfed his own and it almost felt as though the larger male was easily twice his size, but he knew that wasn't true. Still, he couldn't shake the thought of Skittle’ comparatively massive dick pressing down against his, it's hard length squeezing Lucky’s own dick between it and his stomach. 

The feminine stallion bit his lip, trying desperately to stifle another girly moan. Skittle was anything but oblivious though and he quickly picked up on the lustful look in his friend’s eye. 

The stallion dropped more of his weight on his crotch, compressing the smaller stallion’s length while rubbing their cocks together. This time Lucky couldn't help but moan aloud, submissively whimpering at the display of dominance. 

Noticing an opening, Skittle leaned forward and pressed their lips together, forming a perfect seal and making the submissive stallion’s next moan to catch in his throat. For a moment he was motionless, too caught off guard to react, but Lucky quickly found himself melting into the kiss, his eyes fluttering shut as he leaned into the soft lips of his dominant lover.

A long hard thrust of her hips pressed the smaller stallion’s cock tight against his stomach once more and dragging another girly squeal of delight from the smaller pegasus’ throat. An opening Skittle once more exploited by slipping his tongue into the other stallion’s mouth. Lucky melted into the embrace, allowing the larger more dominant male to do whatever he wanted with his body. 

Skittle smirked and pressed a little further, deepening the kiss and making the feminine stallion squirm in his grasp, his small cock twitching against his much larger one. There they remained for several minutes, Skittle grinding his cock against Lucky’s while kissing him passionately. After a while Lucky’s hoof ran through the larger stallion’s mane, while Skittle in turn caressed the smaller male’s cheek. Then, when they had nearly run out of oxygen, they parted, both parties breathing heavily, too caught up in the moment to remember to breathe. 

Skittle smirked and moved his hips so his cock perfectly overlapped Lucky’s, he lifted his body and looked down, gasping dramatically. “Would you look at that Lucky, your dick vanished completely!” 

Lucky blinked and looked down, noticing his smaller prick was hidden completely by Skittle’. “Har har.” He muttered in mock anger, a blush already returning to his face. 

Skittle snickered once more, grinding his hips down and against the smaller male’s cock. “Daww did I hurt your feelings?” 

Lucky Doo blushed a little harder and tried to turn away and hide the fact that his frown was slowly turning into a smile. “Yes.” He muttered indignantly. 

“I guess I owe you an apology then. But you know what they say, actions speak louder than words.” Skittle remarked quizzically.

Lucky was about to ask what he meant, but the larger stallion had already begun to crawl back down his body, leaving a trail of tender kisses down his stomach. Every press of his lips is soft and light, never quite being enough for Lucky, while still being intensely sensual and leaving the smaller stallion craving more. As his friend neared his cock the trail of kisses deviated somewhat, doing a tiny loop and drawing out the moment before his lips touched Lucky’s cock for as long as possible. 

Until finally Lucky Doo groaned in annoyance and was tempted to simply grab the larger stallion’s head and force him down. He didn't have to though, as Skittle suddenly planted his lips firmly on the head of the smaller stallion’s cock. His tongue slipped past his lips and gently ran a slow circle around the small head, drawing a girly moan from the feminine stallion. 

Skittle smirked while he got to work, slowly pushing his lips further and further down, encompassing more and more of the smaller stallion’s cock. Lucky Doo could feel the other stallion move, with more of his length being swallowed up by the more dominant stallion’s mouth. Yet he seemed to want to do this at such a glacial pace that Lucky found himself tensing once again, craving more. 

With a hoof against Lucky’s chest the smaller stallion knew that speed wasn't going to be a facet of this particular blow job and with a mental sigh he forced himself to relax, leaning a little further back on the bed, settling in for the long haul. Though Skittle moved, he continued to do so at a pace that even a snail would scoff at. It took several long seconds for the male’s lips to slip a few millimeters down before he ran his tongue in a long circle around Lucky’s cock, making the action intensely enjoyable but still glacially slow. 

Thankfully the larger stallion wasn't content to simply give the slowest blowjob in the history of equestria and used his free hoof to force the other male’s legs open wide. With access now easy, his hoof reached down and gently pressed against the smaller male’s puckered hole, his hoof pushing against it just enough to make Lucky moan in pleasure, but not enough to penetrate. Then the hoof would go up and gently caress Lucky’s sack, squeezing and needing the tender flesh before going back to once more pressing at his back door.

The blowjob continued at this pace for some time, all while his hoof switched back and forth, growing slightly more intense with each change. His lips passed over Lucky’s medial ring without fanfare, the slight bulge in the small cock not nearly enough to cause Skittle even a moment of discomfort. His hoof fondled the small male’s sack a little harder, a little rougher, before switching and pressing a little insistently against the stallion’s puckered hole. 

Lucky Doo couldn't bear to watch anymore, his hooves gripped the sheets and he threw his head back in a high pitched girly moan of pleasure. He had felt the tip of his friend’s hoof slip inside his hole, forcing his ass to slowly spread around the enormous invader, only for it to pull back just as quickly as it came. Killing the moan on his lips and turning it into a groan of displeasure, even still, he knew it wouldn't be long before Skitles’ hoof returned and he felt the pleasurable feeling of a stretched hole once more.

In the meantime he could focus on the feeling of his balls being fondled and the sensation of Skittle lips pressing a little further down, his tongue making it's customary circle. It felt almost routine at this point and rather then get annoyed by this turn of events it only made it feel that much more erotic. Pleasure was inevitable, with each ebb and flow the feelings changed, he felt better, or a little worse but as the pendulum swung one way, he knew it would swing back soon enough. 

This back and forth, slow uptick of pleasure was enough to keep him interested and stopped the stallion from growing antsy with the slow pace, always content to wait until the next big wave of pleasure hit. 

Skittle’ lips pressed down a little further, his tongue circled and his hoof shifted, this time it crawled lower, running down the space between his balls and ass at a painfully slow pace. Lucky bit his lip and stifle a cry that had been building in his throat, he needed this, he needed to feel his hole spread and stretched yet Skittle seemed intent on making this process as slow as physically possible. 

Finally, after what felt like forever, the larger stallion’s hoof touched his puckered hole, making Lucky nearly scream in anticipation. His hoof pressed forward slowly, building with pressure with each passing second, until he felt his hole begin to spread, stretching to accommodate the larger stallion’s hoof. It was a painfully slow process, the size of his hoof was enormous compared to the small stallion and more than that they used no lube other than a single wad of spit that had long since stopped being useful. 

Still, even then it felt immensely pleasurable, far more than it had any right to be due to the circumstances. Perhaps it was the way that everything was taken at such a slow pace, with the anticipation driving the small stallion to ever greater heights of pleasure. Lucky didn't know, such a question was not on his mind, all that mattered was Skittle and what he was doing to Lucky here and now.

The size of the larger stallion’s hoof meant that when even the tiniest corner of his hoof slipped inside Lucky’s hole that it nearly made the stallion cum right then and there. As if on cue the hoof pulled back, leaving Lucky gasping and breathless. Skittle’ mouth had stopped moving, his tongue no longer circling the smaller stallion’s shaft. All movement seemed to stop and only after Lucky regained control of his breathing did it continue, ensuring that he didn't cum yet. After all, Skittle wanted to enjoy this for much, much longer.

His hoof moved back up to caress the smaller stallion’s balls, squeezing them both in turn while his tongue circled once more before his lips slipped a little lower. Lucky screwed his eyes shut tight, intensely aware of just how deep his friend had gotten over the last few minutes, making him wonder what would happen when he reached the base. As it stood now that wouldn't be very far off as there was maybe only an inch or so left not swallowed up by the dominant stallion.

As time passed and his lips slipped a little lower, Lucky could feel his friend’s hot breath against his crotch. He was so close to swallowing it all, yet his free hoof didn't move, remaining attached to the smaller stallion’s balls and never once moving. Lucky couldn't help but squirm with desire, he wanted to feel his hole stretched, he wanted to feel the familiar pressure as something pressed inside him, yet Skittle refused. 

A firm hoof pushed the smaller stallion back down against the bed, reminding him of who was in control here. Lucky grumbled but admitted defeat, laying still once more and allowing the stallion to continue his slow, tender ministrations. In the absence of the familiar feeling of his hole being forced to stretch around something, Lucky was forced to focus on the surprisingly intimate blow job he was receiving.

It had felt strange to be on the receiving end for once, yet Lucky couldn't help but admit that Skittle strange method had a certain merit to it. His appreciation only grew as he realized that the larger stallion had never once pulled back for air, and though Lucky had felt his cock slide into the back of his friend’s throat he displayed no irritation. Though a part of him was rather bothered by the fact that he wasn't even big enough to cause even slight discomfort, Lucky figured this was better in the long run. 

The larger pegasus slipped a little lower, his lips now almost pressing against the base of Lucky’s cock. A whimper escaped the girly stallion’s lips as he felt Skittle’ tongue caress nearly the entirety of his shaft. Then it pulled back, and Lucky felt the same inevitable sensation of anticipation that came with the wait between the moment Skittle’ tongue stopped moving and his lips pushed further. 

Yet when it came, the pleasure was so overwhelming that even all the build up and anticipation in the world couldn't prepare him for the real thing. It wasn't enough to make him cum, but each second he felt Skittle’ lips press against his crotch and his cock was down the other male’s throat, he could feel it slowly bubbling to the surface. 

The long dexterous tongue of the large stallion made a slow half circle around the male’s cock before doing so with the other side, caressing every available inch of the male’s length before falling still once more. The feeling was unlike any other and Lucky strained to imagine the words necessary to convey what he was feeling, yet all that came crashing down a second later when he felt Skittle’ head slide back, Lucky’s slick cock falling out of his mouth. 

He groaned audibly, mourning the loss of the orgasm that had been so very, very close to arrival. Yet even then he couldn't help but feel like this wasn't so bad, Skittle may be a bit of a tease, but in the end he always came through and by now Lucky was enthralled by their little game.

So it was no surprise that when Skittle pulled back he flashed the other stallion a cocky smirk. “Enjoying the view?” 

Lucky nodded, biting his lip as he Skittle laughed. 

“I knew you would.” 

The larger stallion’s hoof ran up and down Lucky’s length teasing him a little before Skittle leaned back down and placed a gentle kiss on the side of the girly male’s cock. Not content for only one, the larger male kissed up and down his friend’s throbbing length, peppering it in more soft light kisses. That didn't last long though and the small kisses seemed to linger longer and longer, being broken up by a few gentle licks every now and then. Up and down he went, until he had covered the smaller male’s length with plenty of love and attention. 

Once done, he moved a little lower, intent on giving something else a little more lovin. 

He gave the small stallion’s cock one last lick before slipping lower, his face now level with the diminutive pair of balls dangling between Lucky’s legs. Skittle inhaled briefly, pulling a deep lungful of the potent scent before extending his tongue and giving the pair a gentle lick. Lucky Doo had been rather confused until he felt the gentle touch of his friend’s tongue grace his sack, with realization dawning on the diminutive stallion he laid back and chose to simply enjoy the moment. 

Skittle wasted no time, lapping away at the smaller stallion’s sack before covering them in kisses. The stallion seemed to be following a familiar pattern of kisses, licking, only changing it up to give an odd nibble here and there. Each time Lucky felt his friend’s teeth, he could feel a small spike of that same pleasure he had felt when they had walked past the school, making his cock twitch like crazy.

The larger stallion would have laughed if he could as the twitches that had originated from his cock seemed to spread throughout his body with each subsequent nibble. The girly male was obviously enjoying this far more than he was letting on, or at least trying to. He bit his hoof and did his best to stay his tongue but Skittle could still hear the strangled whimpers and barely contained moans. 

It didn't take long for the smaller stallion to slowly work up to the same level of pleasure he had felt only a minute ago, his orgasm coming closer with each passing second. It would have been fun to see the girly stallion cum all over his chest, but Skittle had other ideas and in one swift moment moved from the other male’s balls up to the tip of his cock.

Then swallowed it all in one quick go.

“Oh fuck!” Lucky cried, his wings splaying as his hooves gripped the sheets. 

Skittle bobbed his head in a few deep movements but he knew his friend wouldn't last long and sure enough on the first bob, he felt Lucky tense more than ever before. With practiced ease he pulled his head up just enough so that the tip of Lucky Doo’s cock was still in his mouth, allowing him to catch the entire steaming load without accidentally swallowing a single drop. 

He could feel Lucky’s cock throb with need, spitting load after load directly into his mouth and though his output was greater than usual, a thought occurred to the large stallion, one that he couldn't help but indulge. Using his free hoof he pressed down on the smaller stallion’s sack, gentle at first. 

His actions instantly netted him the biggest load yet, making his cheeks puff as he tried to store it all. Emboldened by the move he pressed harder and harder until he was worried he may genuinely hurt his feminine friend. With each increase in pressure he could feel the smaller stallion’s load increase just a little more, before Lucky finally ran out of steam and slumped to the bed, utterly spent.

Skittle smirked, pulling his hoof back and letting his friend’s now soft cock to slip out of his mouth. While Lucky was still dazed and reeling from the powerful orgasm, Skittle climbed up his body and positioned his mouth a few inches above his friends. Unfortunately for him Lucky was still a little too baffled to pay much attention, forcing Skittle to roll his eyes and use a hoof to prompt Lucky to open his mouth. 

With a confused expression the stallion obliged, only now cluing into what his friend wanted him to do. That confusion didn't last long though and the second he saw his friend’s lips part and a thin stream of cum to spill past his lips, Lucky understood. 

Extending his tongue, Lucky caught the load of spit and cum into his mouth, accepting every drop without complaint. He had gotten used to the taste of his own cum long ago but there was something even more erotic about receiving it straight from his friend’s lips. He could detect the familiar taste of his friend’s mouth mixed in the flavor of the stallion’s own sperm, something that made the entire thing taste even better in his mind. 

The long, slow drip of cum didn't seem to have an end and Lucky was forced to swallow after a few seconds, unable to hold it all in his mouth. Throughout it all Skittle just smiled down at him, watching as the smaller stallion got increasingly flustered until the larger pegasus felt Lucky’s cock spring to attention against his ass. Despite how sexy it was to watch Lucky Doo swallow his own load in such a way, Skittle had much grander plans for the rest of their day and leaned down, intent on speeding things up a little. 

Their lips touched once more, with Lucky’s hooves instantly wrapping about Skittle’ neck and holding him tightly, wanting nothing more then for his friend to be as close as possible. Something the larger stallion agreed with immensly, pressing their lips together tightly before feeling the familiar sensation of Lucky’s lips parting, no doubt expecting Skittle’ tongue.

But that's not what he got, instead he received the last giant glob of cum pushed into his mouth and making his eyes shoot open. Which gave him a good look at Skittle’ smirking face looking down at him. In the end Lucky couldn't even help but stay mad, the surprise was just another interesting addition to an already incredibly sexy day. 

Skittle smiled a little wider when he noticed his friend swallow audibly once more, eating another one of his own loads without complaint or even hesitation. With his job done, he lingered a little longer, slipping his tongue into the smaller stallion’s mouth and pulling him into another erotic make out session. 

It was quicker than last time, fast, dirty, with the potent taste of Lucky’s load still hot on their tongues. It didn't last long enough for Lucky, or even Skittle, but in the end the larger stallion still had a lot yet to do and something told him that by the end of the day he would be completely exhausted. With that in mind he pulled back, a mischievous look on his face. It was the type of look that Lucky Doo knew promised many things, those things usually involved him doing something degrading and arousing in equal measure, instantly capturing his attention. 

He pulled back his forelegs, releasing his friend and allowing him to stand up once more. “How was that, my little cum slut?” 

Lucky Doo blushed. “G-good.” He whispered. 

“I’m glad, because I have so much more in store for you.” The mischievous smile returned with a vengeance, spreading across nearly the entire stallion’s face.

The feminine stallion could only blush as he watched his friend walk over to the other side of the room, his semi hard cock dangling between his legs. Lucky couldn't help but lick his lips at the sight, already missing the familiar taste of Skittle’ cock. He did his best to resist fidgeting as he watched his friend grab something from the pile of stuff he had and swiftly sneak it behind his back. 

“Bend over and present that ass of yours.” He commanded, trotting up to the bed with that same, wide mischievous grin. 

Lucky Doo nodded eagerly. “Yes sir!” 

Without hesitation the stallion turned around and presented his hole to the other male, spreading his legs wide and pulling his tail aside. His cock had softened significantly by then and was now only barely poking out of his sheethe, being forced to display like this was incredibly arousing and he knew it wouldn't be long before he was hard once more. 

Or at least it would have, if something heavy and metal didn't clamp down on his cock and balls. “H-hey!” The stunned stallion muttered, glaring under his legs at the other stallion who was busy tightening the straps of the chastity cage now strapped to him. 

With a click, the last strap was pulled tight, the lock was secured and the key was placed far out of reach. Skittle tapped the case he placed the key in, smirking all the while. “What do you think of your new accessory?” The stallion trotted over and gently gripped the other stallion’s sack before pulling it down and revealing a heavy ring around the base that forced his balls to hang much lower than normal. “I think it looks good on you.”

The smaller stallion grunted, feeling a strange tingling emanating from his crotch. “It feels weird… Is it enchanted?” 

Skittle nodded and slowly rounded the bed, standing beside the smaller male. “It is. For as long as you wear it you will be constantly aroused, while being unable to cum, making your tiny cock constantly drip like a leaky faucet.” 

“I don't feel any…” The stallion suddenly collapsed to the bed, his legs giving out from under him.

“There it is.” Skittle remarked, watching as the stallion squirmed and moaned, his hooves grabbing the cage but were unable to do anything about it. 

Lucky’s moans grew more and more feminine by the second, his cock growing harder and harder and yet had nowhere to go. As he grew harder and harder he could feel his cock twitch and his balls churn, a thin stream of pre gushing out of the tiny hole in the front and staining the sheets with the stallion’s watery cum. His desperate hooves fell still, overcome by the strangely pleasurable sensations coursing through him. 

Skittle chuckled as he watched his friend’s face morph from one of discomfort and confusion to one of pure pleasure. The stallion nodded to himself, confident that Lucky was enjoying himself, then turned back and grabbed the rest of the things he had left behind. First he grabbed a tiny black mini skirt, the kind a school filly would wear. 

He lifted the other male’s back leg from the bed and slipped the skirt over and pulled it up, getting it all the way up to Lucky’s waist before the feminine male even seemed to notice. “A little help?” Skittle asked, gesturing to the skirt. 

With a blush Lucky nodded, saying nothing and simply grabbing the skirt in his shaky hooves and pulling it up until it rested snugly. The small size of the skirt meant that it was hardly even enough to cover the stallion’s cock and without a hole for his tail it meant that his ass would be viewable to anyone behind him. He imagined what it would be like to walk around in such a short skit, his cock locked tight in that twisted cage, pre leaking down his legs as he walked around. It was enough to make the male shudder, and hardly even notice as Skittle walked back up, this time holding a pair of long black stockings. 

He tossed them at the other male, the stockings landing in a heap on his face and startling Lucky from his fantasy. “W-what?” He pulled a hoof back, inspecting what had landed on him. “Oh wow, these are really nice.” Lucky whispered to himself, inspecting the rather comfortable feeling set of lacy black stockings.  

Skittle spun back around and smirked. “If you like them so much why don't you put them on?” He offered.

Lucky stuck out his tongue at the other male, but he couldn't manage to summon any real vitriol into the act. “Maybe I will.” 

“You better, they are your size after all.” Skittle quipped before turning back and around, only catching the barest hint of the blush that had already spread across his friend’s face. 

Lucky grabbed one of the stockings and gently slid it up his left foreleg, unable to hold back a wide grin as he felt his leg caressed by the gentle touch of the soft fabric. He stuck out his leg, inspecting the way that the stocking seemed to accentuate his already feminine features. A thought suddenly occurred to him, and he hastily put on the other three stockings, wanting desperately to see what it would look like when he was wearing all of them. 

He turned around, only to find that his friend had even more clothes ready for him to try on. “M-more?” Was all he could mutter, his eyes darting from one article of clothing to the next. 

The girly stallion could see a garter belt at the top, it was black and lacy, matching his stockings perfectly with a pair of straps that he knew would be used to help keep up the stockings on his back legs. Below that was an absolutely perfect pair of panties that fit perfectly with the stockings and garter belt. Beneath that was a simple blouse that fit with his mini skirt which would no doubt give him the appearance of a rather naughty school girl. All the girly clothes and erotic accessories had made the stallion blush heavily but even then the last thing he saw eclipsed it all. 

A collar and tag just barely poked out from beneath the blouse. Lucky stammered, looking up from his friend’s grinning face then back down to the load of girly clothes in his grasp. “Is all that for me?” He muttered weakly. 

Skittle nodded, hefting the entire load and gesturing to the tag on the collar that said simply. ‘Skittle’ Slut’ on the center in a pink, girly font. “What do you think?” 

Lucky Doo couldn't only watch in stunned awe as the stallion deposited the load of clothes on the bed before taking a step back and smirking lecherously. “Well, I’m waiting.” 

The girly stallion nodded, picking up the garter belt first and slipping it over his legs and ass before running into trouble. Lucky groaned as he tried desperately to pull the garter belt over his surprisingly generous ass, eliciting a giggle from his friend. He could almost feel the gaze of his friend boring into him and with his embarrassment mounting, Lucky grabbed the garter belt tightly, shifted his weight slightly, and yanked the offending clothing into place. 

Skittle applauded politely, watching from the side lines as a small jet of pre erupted from the small stallion’s caged cock, staining the black fabric with a spurt of white. 

Lucky Doo sighed, having feared that he may have torn the garter belt just trying to get it over his fat ass. He took a look back, noticing the puddle of pre he had left behind and the small trail of white dripping down his legs and all over the garter belt and stockings. He almost felt a little bad about covering the offending clothing in pre but something told him that Skittle didn't mind a single bit. 

Which was true, as the larger stallion was rather enjoying the sight of his friend becoming unable to hold back the trickle of cum that leaked out of the metal cage. He enjoyed the sight so much that he couldn't help but reach between his legs and gently pump his cock, while watching his friend clip the garter belt into place, adding a perfect frame to an already perfect butt.

Next the girly stallion grabbed the panties in both hooves, pulling the form fitting pair of underwear up his legs, over the stockings and finally over the chastity cage. The black form fitting panties fit the garter belt and stockings perfectly, or would have, had the stallion not instantly stained them with his constant dribble of pre that dripped from the cage. The panties themselves were tight, form fitting and hugged his every curve immaculately, drawing another girly moan from Lucky when he felt the snug cloth sit perfectly over his generous ass. 

Skittle hopped up onto the bed, flipping the skirt up and giving a quick inspection of his friend’s new undergarments. He pretended as though he was ensuring everything was on properly but they both knew the real reason he was there. Lucky blushed as he felt his friend’s hoof glide over his panty clad ass, gently caressing down the sides of his butt all the way down his stocking clad legs. 

“Damn you make this look good.” Skittle muttered. 

“T-thANKS!” Lucky cried while receiving a firm smack across the ass. 

Skittle smirked and delivered another smack, not noticing the small get of pre that shot out the front of the chastity cage the moment his hoof connected with his friend’s backside. With his impromptu inspection completed the stallion tossed the blouse at his friend. “Your almost done, just two more things.” 

Lucky blushed and caught the blouse out of the air, inspecting the simple white cotton cloth with growing intrigue. Up close it looked a little smaller, and was definitely cut for a mare, meaning it would be rather tight in some areas and loose in others. Now that he thought of it, the panties and everything else were definitely made for a mare as well, so maybe it would fit him just as snugly. 

His blush doubled in size as he realized just how feminine he truly was, all he needed was a little make up and he had no doubt he could pass as a mare. A shudder ran through him as he realized this, his mind already whirling with images of him wearing makeup and the entire ensemble while strutting around town. Pre cum dribbled out the sides of the panties and dripped down the stallion’s legs, causing him to jump back to reality and give his head a shake. 

With minimal struggle he slipped the blouse over head and legs before pushing it neatly into place without having to fight the clothing one bit. He ran a hoof down the front of the blouse, feeling the way the soft fabric hugged his feminine curves almost as well as the panties did. With his outfit complete he spun around, trying to find a mirror. 

Skittle took a step back, knowing exactly what his friend was looking for. 

“Wow.” Lucky Doo muttered, glancing past his friend and into the tall mirror across the room. 

In the mirror his reflection looked back at him with a wide, shocked expression, his gaze slowly lingering down his body and coming to rest on the slow drip he could see coming from his crotch. The stallion gaped silently at his reflection, shocked by just how well the entire outfit fit him, including even the chastity cage. The metal device might not be the most comfortable thing ever but the way it hid his bulge completely worked way, it was almost a shame the ring that came along with it made his balls hang so low as he could see the fleshy orbs peeking out the side of his panties. 

“Wow, you really pull that off.” Skittle remarked, his lecherous grin gone, replaced by one of genuine appreciation.

“Thanks Skittle.” Lucky Doo murmured, a little caught off guard by the loss of his friend’s usually jovial tone. 

“Oh! There is just one last thing.” the stallion reached down and grabbed the collar. “Hold still.” 

Lucky did as he was commanded, his gaze remaining fixed on his reflection as he watched Skittle affix the collar around his neck. The faux leather felt good against his skin, it was soft enough to feel comfortable, but hard enough that it still served as a potent reminder of Lucky’s place. A fact that once realized, made his cock twitch and spurt another small stream of watery cum. 

Skittle watched Lucky’s face as he pulled the collar tight before turning it perfectly so it displayed the tag on the  front. He stifle a giggle as he saw his friend’s face turn from one of confusion, to one of arousal, then acceptance and finally one of complete and utter submission. Lucky’s hoof came up and gently ran the length of the collar, feeling it's every bump and groove, familiarizing himself with it's feel. 

The larger stallion took a step back and nodded vigorously. “How does it feel?”

“Good.” Lucky said instantly. “Really good.” 

“Don't worry I’ll get you some make up for next time. Maybe I’ll even take you out on the town like this. What do you think of that?” Skittle asked huskily, slipping next to Lucky and whispering the last sentence directly into the girly stallion’s ear. 

Lucky shuddered at the thought, once more imagining himself being trotted around town like this. His body covered in frills and lace, showing off his more feminine curves perfectly, all while his cock remained in the chastity cage, a toy no doubt rammed inside his needy hole. The thought was an entrancing one and he knew then and there that they would no doubt go through with that exact scenario sooner or later. 

“That sounds amazing.” Lucky whispered back. 

Skittle nodded, noticing that his friend seemed to have gained a modicum of confidence with the collar around his neck. “Good, because I enjoyed the little show you put on so much that I got hard just watching.” he leaned a little closer, nibbling on the smaller stallion’s ear. “And I can't wait to feel my cock slam down your throat once more.” 

Lucky Doo shivered, running a hoof down his throat and tracing the familiar place his friend’s cock usually occupied. His eyes went wide when he realized that something was different this time around, namely the collar that was locked securely around his neck. It wasn't perfectly tight, but it certainly wasn't loose and the stallion wondered if he would even be able to take the other male’s large cock while wearing his new accessory. 

His friend didn't seem to care though and trotted up to the front of the other male, getting ready for the inevitable. Lucky could only gulp and hope there was enough space left over to fit his friend’s cock down his throat. The girly stallion crouched low, positioning his lips an inch from his friend’s throbbing erection only to be stopped by a hoof on his shoulder. “

“Actually, I have a better idea.” Skittle stated, hopping down from the bed and leaving Lucky flustered by the sudden change. The stallion gestured to the edge of the bed expectantly. “Lay on your back, with your head hanging over the side.” 

Lucky’s face grew beet red, but still did as he was told, slipping onto his back and laying exactly as commanded of him. “Like this?” He asked. 

Skittle nodded. “Now open wide, little slut.”

The feminine stallion opened his mouth wide, his body knowing the familiar routine well by this point. He adjusted his position a little, ensuring his mouth and throat lined up perfectly, knowing full well that his friend wouldn't exactly be satisfied with just his mouth. Skittle had a fat cock after all, one that needed Lucky’s throat to be properly satisfied. 

With his position now secured, Lucky looked back down/up at Skittle’ cock, getting ready to receive his friend’s penis with his usual hunger. He had expected his friend to wait until he was ready, his cock remaining motionless until Lucky gave the signal. What he got instead was about a half second of preparation before Skittle threw his hips forward and thrusted his cock past Lucky’s lips.

Lucky’s eyes shot open, the cock driving deeper into his mouth only giving him enough time to gulp down a breath of air before he felt the massive appendage slam into the back of his throat and slide ever deeper, unconcerned with the slight resistance that his tight throat put up. All the stallion could do was lay there as he watched Skittle’ balls grow closer by the second, the cock plunging down his throat at a relentless pace. 

Skittle had thrown his not inconsiderable weight behind the thrust, ensuring that he plowed down his friend’s throat, not even slowing as he felt a slight increase in tightness as his cock passed the spot Lucky’s collar was situated. He was also granted the unique position of watching a small eruption of pre that shot out of the stretched panties the moment his cock passed that point. His friend’s firmly caged cock did the exact same thing when a second later his cock surged several inches deeper and his balls slammed into Lucky’s face. Skittle groaned aloud, pressing his cock as deep as possible into the other male’s throat and grinding his crotch against lucky’s face as he did. 

The girly stallion squealed in pleasure, his hooves tensing as he felt his lover shift his cock around inside his throat. Those heavy, sweat stained balls of his were pressed against Lucky’s face, resting over his nose and forcing him to breathe in heavy lung fulls of the Skittle’ musky scent. He loved the feeling of having his throat fucked by a big dominant stallion like Skittle, and Lucky liked it even more when that same stallion didn't seem to give a shit about Lucky’s comfort and used him like a cock sock. What he loved even more then that was the way he was forced to smell nothing but Skittle’ musk as the larger stallion didn't seem willing to move. 

His massive cock merely rested inside Lucky’s throat, the stallion content to merely sit there and make Lucky do all the work. The stallion himself sighed contently, relishing the feeling of his cock being once more, balls deep in his friend’s throat, filling it completely. It felt nice, almost homely, as if his cock was meant to be rammed down Lucky’s throat twenty four hours a day, seven days a week. With such a feeling of pleasure and familiarity he chose to simply continue remaining motionless, waiting for Lucky to gather his senses and once more get back to doing what he did best, sucking cock. 

It didn't take long for the smaller stallion to do just that, quickly getting over the powerful waves of pleasure that coursed through his body and told him to lay simply lay there and succumb. He couldn't let that happen though, his own thirst for cum, and the responsibility of sucking his friend off ensuring that he began to move once more. 

The first thing he did was to use those talented throat muscles, that had been trained by hours upon hours spent sucking stallion meat day in and day out. With all that training it was an easy task to squeeze down on Skittle’ cock, messaging it with his talented throat muscles. Next he got to work flattening his tongue against the base of the other male’s cock and forming a tight seal around the base there of. With that done he began to suck away, really getting into the subservient nature of being used like the cock sock he was always meant to be. 

While he worked he continued to inhale more and more of the other male’s potent scent, until his entire body felt filled with the stuff. He breathed faster then he needed to, quickly growing drunk on the smell. Every breath reassured him of his place, that he was meant to serve, meant to suck cock and meant to serve this bigger, stronger stallion. As time passed his intoxication grew and he reveled in the debauched nature of his worship.

Throughout it all Skittle remained somewhat impassive, content to merely sit there, his cock down Lucky’s throat and his desires in check. But as time passed and Lucky got more and more into it, pulling out every trick he knew, Skittle quickly realized he would not be able to sit idly back. He remembered a few minutes ago when he had throat fucked Lucky like a whore, knowing full well just how enjoyable such an act was. 

That urge to just grab the poor stallion and fuck his face soon became overwhelming and once he felt Lucky’s lips seal around his cock and really begin sucking away, the dam broke. The larger stallion gripped the bedding tight in his hooves, then, without warning, he threw his hips back, ripping his cock out of Lucky’s throat in one swift movement. 

The smaller stallion was shocked and a little confused by the suddenness of it all, disturbed to find his throat empty and his mouth no longer filled with dick. A quick shift in weight and all that was blown away by the feeling of Skittle’ cock ramming back down his throat with all the force of a freight train. Or at least that's what it felt like anyway. 

The large cock plowed back down Lucky Doo’s throat, making it bulge obscenely all over again, as it struggled to contain it’s sheer girth. Lucky was an expert cock slut though and he hardly even flinched as he felt his friend bottom out in his throat once more, his balls slapping against Lucky’s face with enough force that Lucky was sure there would be imprints in his fur. Not like cared, there was something kinda hot about getting slapped in the face by a pair of musky testicles. 

Lucky would have assumed that Skittle would have slowed down at some point, his overriding lust slowly petering out until finally he went back to simply having his cock shoved down Lucky’s throat. Would being the operative word here, for it didn't take long for Lucky to realize that this was not the normal burst of desire that burned itself out in a matter of moments and with each jackhammer like thrust Skittle only picked up speed. 

Faster and faster he went until his hips nearly became a blur as he pounded Lucky’s face relentlessly. Over and over and over, the feminine stallion was forced to feel his throat and cheeks bulge as the titanic cock slammed inside him without end. All he could do was lay back, time his breaths and try not to get overwhelmed by just how fucking hot this was. 

Skittle’ nostrils were filled with the scent of their sweat and cum, with Lucky’s watery pre adding an almost sweet smell to the mix. The room itself was filled with the sound of lust, the rhythmic wet slap of Skittle’ cock slamming into Lucky’s throat, his balls slapping against the feminine stallion’s nose. Neither pony could tell hear the happy gurgles Lucky made as he felt his throat used in a brutal fashion. 

At such a manic pace neither stallion was going to last long, and after only a few minutes, Skittle could feel his orgasm begin to rise inside him, growing closer by the second. A smirk crossed his face, and with a renewed determination he gripped the bed sheets and poured on every last ounce of strength he had at his disposal. 

So fast was the stallion’s thrusts that Lucky wasn't even sure when one ended and the other began. His throat felt full constantly and his cock continued to spurt precum randomly. The cage ensured he would not be able to grow fully hard but that didn't stop him from feeling as though he was. The stallion lost track of how much his tiny cock sprayed another spurt of cum, and already he could feel the pantines grow wet and drip down his barrel and between his cheeks, pooling around him in a slowly growing lake of pre. 

Skittle’ nostrils flared, his wings jutting out from the sides of his body as he felt it finally arrive. “I’m cumming!” He cried, throwing his hips forward with everything he had. 

Lucky couldn't only whimper happily, his mind awash with pleasure at the mere knowledge that he was going to get another salty load deposited straight into his gullet. His throat tightened as much as possible, his tongue pressing up against the underside of Skittle’ cock and the seal his lips made being tightened once more. 

With a cry of ecstasy, Skittle threw back his head and slammed into Lucky’s mouth, cumming the instant he felt his crotch impact Lucky’s lips. He could feel his balls audibly churn, his massive load exploding out of his cock and down Lucky’s throat. The sheer force of the eruption ensured that Lucky felt the ripple of cum an instant before it landed in his stomach. Throb after throb, twitch after twitch, Lucky swallowed every last drop, feeling his stomach quiver as it was forced to take yet another load of seman. His cock seemed eager to mimic his friend’s and his caged dick spurted in almost perfect harmony with the dick in his throat. 

Skittle breathed deep, his back legs trembling slightly from the sheer force of the ejaculation. Yet it didn't seem over by a long shot. It took many long seconds before finally his cock began to slow, the spurts growing less powerful as time passed until finally his dick suddenly stilled. The stallion let out a deep sigh of utter contentment, feeling almost as though he had spent every last drop he had, though he knew that wasn't quite true. 

Lucky was a little worse for wear, his mind so addled by the intoxicating aroma of stallion meat that it consumed his every thought. All he could think of was dick, and the pillar of stallion meat lodged down his throat consumed his every sense. The taste was heavy, thick with the familiar taste of his friend’s dick and mixed with his salty cum. The smell was intoxicating and utterly overpowering. His sight was blocked by the larger stallion’s sack near drooping over his eyes and nose. Even his sense of touch seemed dominated by the larger stallion, with the only thing he felt being his absolutely stuffed mouth and throat. 

It took awhile but eventually Skittle managed to gather his bearings once more, his cock slowly beginning the long process of softening. As he felt the blood slowly drain out of his cock, and the long appendage begin the slow creep back into his sheethe, he looked down at his friend’s revealingly dressed body with a smirk. He really did pull it off well, doesn't he?

The blouse was rumpled significantly, having been twisted by the rough treatment. The skirt which was already more or less useless was completely flipped up, revealing the lacy black undergarments beneath. Or at least it should be black, as it stood then it was more white then black, with Lucky’s watery cum covering the panties almost entirely and even shooting up his legs in some places. 

Skittle chuckled at the sight, watching as the stallion’s cock twitched beneath the cage before shooting another stream of pre through the fabric and up the stallion’s belly. As he continued to gaze down at the feminine stallion, his eyes lingered on the distended set of balls that had flopped down onto the bed, laying in the small pool of pre that gathered in the dip of the bed. A thought suddenly occurred to him, and he remembered what had happened maybe less than an hour ago.

He blinked, a mischievous look slowly growing on his lips and spreading across his face. “Sorry Lucky.” He muttered. 

“What?” Lucky tried to ask, only to recoil as the larger stallion’s hoof slammed into his balls.

Skittle could feel the smaller stallion’s mouth and throat tighten to nearly vicelike levels, squeezing his cock far more than normal. At the same time as the girly stallion squealed in a mix of pleasure and pain, his cock absolutely erupted with pre, spraying a thin stream nearly the entire way up his belly. It didn't stop with just one though and two more massive ejections of pre exploded up his body. 

The larger stallion shook his head at the sight, but couldn't help but wince as his gaze lingered over his friend’s injured balls. Despite how much his submissive lover was, that still probably hurt quite a bit. 

And so, with a sigh on his lips, Skittle pulled back, dragging his cock out of the smaller stallion’s throat until finally it slid past his lips and hung loosely between his legs. 

“Sorry about that Lucky, you alright?” He asked, slipping back enough that he could look his friend in the eye. 

“That was amazing!” The smaller stallion announced. “And amazingly painful!” 

Skittle winced and rubbed his leg awkwardly. “I’m sorry man.” 

Lucky Doo rolled onto his stomach and smirked. “Gotcha.” His friend blinked, clearly confused, prompting the smaller stallion to shrug simply. “It was worth it.” He winced and pawed at the cage awkwardly. “But would ya mind taking this thing off now?” 

Skittle nodded. “Can do, Lucky Doo.” 

The stallion trotted across the room, grabbed the key and quickly used it to pry off the cage, tossing it aside for now. The smaller male’s shaft shot to full length in an instant and a shuddering sigh could be heard from his friend. “That was hot, but I don't think I could do another second in that thing.” 

Skittle slipped onto the bed and patted the spot next to him, urging his friend to join him. “Agreed. I was having a hard time even watching you near the end of it.” 

Lucky grinned and eagerly joined the stallion further up the bed, and away from the puddle of pre that he had made. The instant he was in reach Skittle pulled the smaller stallion in close and hugged him tightly. “C'mere you.” 

“Aww.” Lucky hugged his friend back, giving the larger stallion a firm squeeze. “Thanks for a great day.” 

“I’m just glad you enjoyed yourself.” 

Lucky Doo smirked. “Not getting all mushy on me are ya?” 

The larger stallion pulled back, a slight blush already on his cheeks. “N-no.” 

“Well in that case why don't you make it up to me and not give me a blow job.” Lucky remarked with a smirk. 

Skittle blushed a little harder, and nervously glanced down to his friend’s semi hard that rested against his own slight erection. “Fine, I won't not not do that then.” 

Lucky Doo rolled his eyes and laughed as he watched his friend slowly lower himself down until his face was pressed against lucky’s crotch. 

The larger stallion peppered the other male’s cock and balls with gentle kisses, before dragging his large tongue up and down Lucky’s length that poked out from under the panties he still wore. For several minutes he remained this way, switching from Lucky’s cock to balls, and back again, kissing all the pain away until finally Lucky’s cock grew to it’s full length once more. His job done for now, the stallion slipped back up the bed and pulled his friend into a tight hug and a quick kiss.

“Same bet next week?” Skittle offered.

Lucky chuckled. “You know it.”