Blitz's Bothersome Bets
Rainbow Blitz was not happy. This wasn't fair.
He wasn't supposed to be the one laid belly down on this surprisingly comfy bale of hay. Applejack—who was being surprisingly gentle on his ass despite how crude that bet had been—was supposed to be in his place. He was supposed to be the one pounding away at the farmer's nice, firm, tight-looking tailhole.
This isn't fair. I know I'm big!
The twelve inches of pegasus cock sandwiched between his prone form and the tickly hay beneath him was a proof of that.
How was I supposed to know Earth Ponies were hung like that?!
The sixteen inches of Applejack's cock currently making him squirm and squeal were proof of that.
It was hard to keep an angry pout expression while Applejack was making sure he'd be as plowed as the fields around them, but if there was one thing Rainbow Blitz was good at, it was being a sore loser. Also flying, caring for pet turtles, weather science, and fucking.
His testicles should have been the ones slapping Applejack's from behind. Yeah... Applejack's nice big, ever so suckable... Augh! I'm supposed to be mad!.
Damn that sexy farmcolt and his enormous dick, and his—ooooh!—deep, powerful, and ever-so-satisfying thrusts.
"I hope y'all're havin' fun, Blitz," Applejack murmurred as he laid his warm, strong, unfairly impressively muscled chest against Blitz's sleek form to whisper in his ear. "Because you and I both know y'all lost this bet fair and square and I'm not going to let this rodeo go to waste."
As the earth pony's big, stupid, marvelous cock forced increasingly louder moans out of him, Rainbow Blitz simmered. As stupid, cheating, ridiculously hot Applejack's medial ring pushed his prostate just right, Rainbow Blitz fumed. As his incredible top made him moan like a filly in heat and splatter the haybale with his cum without a hoof touching his dick, Rainbow Blitz seethed.
He was supposed to be the one doing the fucking! With his own big pegasus cock!
"At least..." Blitz thought to himself—while the incredible pleasure his punishment was giving him was still giving him the mental space to think—"I'm seeing Elusive tonight to see about that new suit over a cup of coffee. A prissy stallion like him is definitely not as hung as an athletic pegasus like me!"
Rainbow Blitz was not enjoying this. He was not enjoying how soft Elusive's mattress was against his back, the plushness the pillow his head was resting on, or the fragrance of Elusive's... how did the unicorn even KNOW his preference for Lightning Lemon Mist Athletic Shower Gel!?
Beyond that, he was NOT enjoying the unicorn's smug "I-told-you-so" smirk, or the magical aura keeping his legs up in the air and his butt at just the right height for penetration. Neither was he enjoying how Elusive's expert hooves were taking advantage of that extra leverage to massage his cock so damn expertly.
Most of all, though, he was certainly not enjoying fourteen inches of perfectly proportioned unicorn cock slowly sliding in and out of him, triggering all of these erogenous spots he refused to admit he enjoyed so much.
Stupid sexy so expertly groomed Elusive. Rainbow Blitz would get his pay back on that gentle, attentive, loving unicorn. He'd get his revenge on the for using that fit, slim, flexible body of his to bend down and—mm, was that cherry wine?—kiss him like that. Ever if it meant losing several more bets until he made it happen, and every last one of those meant feeling that—obviously unpleasant! What was he, a mare-colt? No way! He wasn't liking this!—warm gush of unicorn cum filling his ass to the brim.
"Now, now, Blitz, what have we learned, my little bottom?" Elusive teased as he lifted Blitz's bottom even higher and getting his dumb, big, so incredibly smooth cock even deeper into Rainbow Blitz.
Blitz, as usual, had learned nothing, except that this was yet another thing where stupid cultured sexy Elusive was exactly as talented as he was, but in a completely different, way more prissy way.
"It's alright, you win some you lose some, and with how eager Bubble Berry always is to play, I'm sure I'll come out on top tomorrow after breakfast. I mean, he's PINK! Who in the hay has ever heard of a pink stallion with a big dick?"
At this point, Rainbow Blitz had no one to blame but himself. Who else but Bubble Berry would defy expectations so thoroughly.
Also, it was really hard to stay mad at a pony who was grinning so happily as he drove fifteen inches of party cannon up your ass. Especially when that entailed bending you over ass-over-head so far you got to give yourself a blowjob as he did. A strawberry-syrup flavored blowjob, at that. Leave it to Berry to make this a party.
A dumb, annoying, so overwhelmingly pleasurable party that it made your head spin with sexual hormones.
"This is so stupid," Rainbow Blitz moaned through a mouthful of his own cock.
"It is!" The ever-enthusiastic Bubble Berry's cheered as he drove Blitz's dick even further down his own throat in the most carnal way possible. "But..." he added, with an awkward pause in his thrusts that seemed impossibly well-timed to tease Rainbow Blitz in ways the Pegasus did not even think possible. "... not quite as stupid as starting this bet when you already knew the size of my dick, you silly filly! Remember your welcome party?"
As a matter of fact, Blitz did not. Maybe he should have gone easy on the cider. So that was why he'd woken up so sore.
When the earth pony winked at him and resumed his surprisingly bouncy thrusts, Rainbow Blitz had two consolations: One, this was a fun surprise, even if he'd come expecting something else and two, surely the bookworm couldn't be hung that big.
Alicorn biology was horseapples.
Dusk Shine could claim all he wanted that he was packing an eighteen-inch monster like that before he ascended, but Rainbow Blitz's ego made it very clear to his brain that this was not acceptable fact. If he was going to be taking a cock half-again as big as his own—which he was, and even if (and that was a big if) Rainbow Blitz didn't want that to happen, the overwhelming magical grip slowly, gently working him down that enormous shaft would have made resistance just about impossible—then that was going to be a supernaturally big alicorn cock. Not a regularly huge nerdy unicorn cock. He may have been a loyal pony who made good on his bets, but he had standards.
Dusk "Bookworm" Shine was supposed to be the innocent nerd getting pounded in the gym showers after school by a charismatic jock, not this awesome sex god with an impossibly large cock! How was a book about using unicorn magic to trigger the erogenous points of a pegasus's wings EVEN A THING?
After several long, excruciatingly pleasurable minutes of careful progress—Blitz had wanted to slam down on the whole thing in one go. He could take it. No matter how much Dusk claimed otherwise. Though it was probably a good thing the unicorn had stopped him.—the unicorn bottomed out with an annoying little not sexy at all moan.
"See? Nnnh... I told you I could—hnngh!—take the whole thing," Blitz boasted, expertly hiding his pleasure. He would obviously have much rather been plowing the alicorn, not cumming over and over while taking this amazing dick.
Dusk laid his chin against Blitz's shoulder to murmur through his own pleasure. "Well, Blitz... Mmh..."
Hear that moan, Dusk? That's my ass giving you that moan. Maybe I'm not as hung as you are, but could YOU take your big alicorn dick like this pro?
"... you're doing pretty good so far, I'll admit, but..."
But?
'Butt', Rainbow Blitz could have understood. His was pretty awesome. But 'But?'
"... but what? I took the whole thing, haven't I?"
"... That's my medial ring you're feeling. Are you ready for more?"
At that exact moment, Rainbow Blitz understood that his hubris had, once more, gotten the better of him. He minded immensely. Of course. No one enjoyed losing four bets in a row, and especially not if it meant getting plowed like a mare every time. A mare with a large, respectable twelve-inch cock, but a mare no less. Especially not when the fourth time involved a cock this awesome, literally and figuratively. Or being snugly held in a strong, warm, supportive, magical aura massaging his body in ways he didn't even think were possible.
... at least Butterscotch is still a sure bet, just like in flight school.
"Oh, come on! You weren't this big back in the day!"
Startled by his friend's sudden eruption, Butterscotch hid behind one of his pillows. Being that the pillow was significantly smaller than he was, this only truly hid his face and a small amount of his chest, leaving his outstretched wings, fluffy stomach, and that stupid cheaty late-growth-spurth big and hard thirteen-incher exposed.
"Um... Well..." Butterscotch said, peeking out from behind the world's least-defended pillow fort. "If you'd rather..."
"Butterscotch. Don't go easy on me. A bet is a bet." Rainbow Blitz wasn't mad, or disappointed. This was fair and square, even if it was incredibly infuriating.
"... is it still valid if I cheated?" Butterscotch asked. "Well, I mean... not with, you know..." he meekly continued, moving the pillow to hide his exposed member. "... I mean..."
Blitz, who was growing more frustrated than erect—which was not a small barrier. He was still twelve inches rock hard, a very respectable size for a pegasus, thank you—approached his would-be top predatorily. "Spit it out, Scotch. What DO you mean?"
Butterscotch collapsed onto himself, hiding with his wings not unlike when Turret retracted into her shell. "I... maybe... only took the bet becauseIthoughtyouwerestillbiggerthanme?""
"Oh." Rainbow Blitz was very disappointed in his friend for cheating on a bet like that. This showed in his wings suddenly perking up, his cock giving a notable throb—of frustration, of course—and his careful lifting of the yellow pegasus's tail.
"I don't get it, if you wanted it that way, why didn't you go to one of the others?" Blitz asked while he lined himself up for penetration. He knew from experience. Way too much experience. His ass was still kind of sore from an alicorn-sized fucking.
"... they're, um... too big?"
Rainbow Blitz was no longer annoyed, angry, or upset. Maybe it was the yellow pegasus squirming under him. Maybe it was the warmth constricting his cock, or the feathers gently caressing his barrel.
Or maybe it was just the idea that twelve inches was still pretty good.