Morning Wood
Spike could already tell when he woke up that it was going to be one of THOSE mornings. The dragon had spent the better part of an hour drifting in and out of sleep. Too tired to properly wake up, but with far too many thoughts swimming around his head to properly drift off back into peaceful slumber. He rolled onto his side and squeezed his legs together. He was very aware of the erection pressing down into his sheets and bedding.
Spike’s mind was flooded with naughty thoughts. His hormones were out of whack this early in the morning, and as such his half-asleep mind was prone to drift to the most lewd things he could possibly imagine. The thought of a pony moaning and writhing. The idea of a dragon’s hard cock being edged and denied orgasm. The fantasy of an ideal bottom of a gryphon being licked and rimmed. It was far from common for Spike to be overwhelmed with so many relentless thoughts of all species and genders this early in the morning.
“Nnngh,” Spike whined as he rolled onto his belly and slowly thrust his hips in and out, pressing his stiff cock into his bedding for some type of stimulation. He was far, far too tired to even dream of jerking off to get rid of these relentlessly horny thoughts. However, just because his body was too tired to solve the problem didn’t mean his mind was going to comply and go quiet enough to let him sleep. All the poor dragon could do was lay there half-asleep whining and thinking of lewd thoughts.
Of course, that led to the problem of the day. When the purple dragon finally did open his eyes it wasn’t because of his natural desire to stir from bed. Quite the opposite. The reason he was finally yanked out of his horny daze of sleepless dazing was due to a loud knock on his door.
“Ah!” Spike gasped as he sat up. A string of drool was still connected to his mouth.
“Spike?” Twilight Sparkle’s voice called from the other side of the door. “Are you up yet? You need to get going soon!”
Spike sat up slowly.
“Shoot,” The dragon said to himself as he wearily rubbed one of his eyes and stared down at his erect cock. “That’s a problem…”
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The poor dragon was rushed out of the castle far before he was able to fix his little problem. He had an errand to run, one that required him to wake up early and get it done first thing if he hoped to get it done at all. Unfortunately, this meant that due to his drowsiness he had no time to fix the issue his horny and sleep-deprived mind had made that morning. He had managed to calm his body down physically, but that hadn’t stopped the thoughts from overwhelming his mind as he walked down the streets of Ponyville.
The errand was simple enough. Spike had to pick up a set of quills from a nearby shop that the school desperately needed. Twilight would have done it herself had it not been for the pressing duties involving her at the school of friendship. The owner of the shop was leaving Ponyville for the next few days, but due to the Princess’ need had offered to hand the delivery over before he left. It just so happened that Spike had offered to do the job, so it wasn’t like this was all sprung on him out of nowhere. He knew it was his own fault for not waking up early enough to fix his… problem.
“Mmm,” Spike whined under his breath. He had done the task no problem, and was currently clutching a bag full of dozens of quills in his claw. The only problem now was… the crowd.
It wasn’t like there was so many ponies that Spike couldn’t get home. The issue was that there were so many ponies this busy morning that Spike couldn’t keep his eyes to himself. He kept… staring.
A mare would walk by and Spike would glance as she walked away. A stallion would bend over to grab something and lift his tail and Spike would glance. His usually purple cheeks were starting to look a light shade of pink from just how much he was blushing. Those dirty thoughts that had plagued his mind that he had managed to keep at bay were starting to form again. This always happened if he didn’t nip it in the bud right when he woke up with such thoughts. He was starting to feel like a bit of a pervert, as he couldn’t keep himself from staring at the behind of every mare or stallion who passed by him. It was getting to the point that he had to squeeze his legs shut in fear that he might reveal just how lewd his thoughts had become.
Spike knew he needed to get rid of these thoughts/ The only problem was that Spike knew when he got back home he likely wouldn’t be able to sneak off to his room to fix the issue before Twilight started asking him to help with random tasks. He was going to have to solve this before he went home.
Luckily for the dragon, he happened to be very close to a familiar apple orchard. It seemed as secluded a place as any, and though the thought of jerking off outside made him blush he couldn’t help but see it as his only option. He was able to slip away into the trees quickly, and as soon as he was out of sight of Ponyville he took off in a light jog to work his way deeper into Sweet Apple Acres.
Spike made sure there was some distance between him and the town before he stopped. He wanted to be deep in the field before he committed to such an act. As soon as he jogged long enough for his legs to begin to burn and his heartbeat to quicken he slowed down. He looked all around, and saw nothing but trees. This place would have to do.
Spike dropped the bag right before he sat down in a comfortable spot with his back pressed up to a tree. He was glad he had slipped into the woods when he had, because it seemed as soon as he did his erection had returned. He spread his legs slightly and looked down with a slight frown. His cock was already fully hard. He felt like a hormonal mess who couldn’t control himself, which he supposed wasn’t too far from the truth. All he had to do was reach down his hand and squeeze gently before he was forced to let out a gasp.
“Nnngh,” Spike whined. After blue balling himself by leaving the castle earlier he felt more sensitive than ever. He put his head up against the tree and shut his eyes. Already his mind was flooding him with the horny thoughts he had been trying to suppress. He whined as he slowly began to stroke his member, and let out tiny cries in doing so.
“Spike?”
“AH!” Spike let out a loud, shocked cry as he snapped open his eyes. He looked up in horror to see a large pair of emerald green eyes staring down at him. A confused looking workhorse stared back, and then his eyes dropped. Big Macintosh’s eyes briefly widened as a blush crossed his face and he looked away.
“I-I’m sorry!” Spike said quickly before slapping his hands over his crotch to hide himself. “I wasn’t doing anything weird, I swear!”
Well that was an obvious lie. Where the heck did Big Macintosh even come from? The giant pony had moved so quietly that it had scared the daylights out of Spike when he had heard his voice. The dragon couldn’t stop blushing and squirming in embarrassment.
“I uh…” Big Macintosh seemed at a loss for words. He wasn’t looking at Spike, but instead away. “I saw you over here. Didn’t realize you were… erm…”
“I’m sorry,” Spike said again. “It’s a really long, stupid story, okay? I-I seriously didn’t think anypony would see me. I knew if I went home then Twilight wouldn’t let me get a moment alone and I was gonna have to deal with this all day and…”
Embarrassment flooded the dragon’s system. He was about as red as Big Macintosh’s fur by now.
“I-I ain’t mad,” Big Macintosh said. “Just surprised. I’ve had that happen myself a few times out in this orchard.”
“Applejack or Apple Bloom aren’t nearby, are they?” Spike asked shamefully.
“Nope,” Big Macintosh said with a shake of his head. “Just me.”
Spike could feel a little bit of relief in that. At least it was only Big Mac. He had a feeling a guy like him would understand more than one of the mares would anyway. Still, it didn’t stop him from feeling like a pervert jerking off on somebody else's property, even if it was a literal forest.
“Do you…” Big Macintosh started as he dared to give Spike a side eyed glance. “Do you want some help? Fixing your problem?”
Spike blinked, a bit in disbelief.
The truth was, him and Big Macintosh were no strangers to fooling around. It started around the same time the two got together to play Ogres and Oubliettes on a regular basis. They were both guys who weren’t shy about their interest in the same sex, and after a bit of awkward flirting one thing had led to another. It was pretty common between the two of them to fool around during their weekly nights together after they were done wrapping up their games. Sugar Belle didn’t mind Mac exploring that side of his sexuality with her knowledge as long as she knew, and Spike found it easy to casually hook up with his friend without worrying about romantic attachment becoming a concern.
“Here?” Spike asked. “We’ve never… We’ve always been inside.”
“Eeyup,” Big Macintosh said before lifting his hoof and rubbing the back of his head. “But like I said, AJ and Applebloom ain’t here. I kinda feel bad that I interrupted you during something personal like that.
“So you wanna make it up to me by sucking my dick?” Spike asked.
The dragon couldn’t help but crack up at that. It was so earnest and straightforward that it just made sense for Big Mac. The awkwardness and embarrassment that Spike had felt lingering was finally beginning to fade, and for a moment he felt like he could breathe easily once more.
“Is that a yes?” Big Macintosh asked, and smiled a bit himself despite his blush.
“I mean… if you want, sure!” Spike said. “Gotta say, though. This is the weirdest hookup we’ve done yet.”
Big Macintosh chuckled.
“Eeyup,” The workhorse said.
Big Macintosh didn’t need to say much more. He dropped down to the ground with a slight thud due to his weight right in front of the sitting dragon. The two were at eye level now, and Spike couldn’t help but realize Big Macintosh had those bedroom eyes that he usually wore whenever he was in the mood during their game nights. It was a bit surprising just how quickly the workhorse was able to get himself going on moments notice.
“Wanna move your hands?” Mac asked.
Spike realized that he hadn’t actually taken the time to uncover his cock. He giggled sheepishly and did so, revealing a member that had only half-softened in the time since Mac had interrupted him.
“Not fully hard anymore,” Mac commented. “I can fix that.”
Big Macintosh reached up his hooves and squeezed Spike’s sides. The dragon let out a playful giggle as Big Macintosh lowered his head and stuck out his tongue. The sensation was a familiar one, yet still it made Spike shudder and let out a tiny cry. His toes curled slightly as he felt Big Macintosh take the half-hard member between his lips and give a gentle suck.
“Nnngh, Mac,” Spike whined as he looked up to the leaves and apples in the tree above.
This was certainly way better than simply jerking off in the woods by himself.
Spike had learned very quickly in the time he and Big Mac had been casually hooking up that the workhorse was insanely talented at using his mouth. He was very slow and teasing with how he moved his tongue, gliding up slowly up from the base of the slit where Spike’s cock erected itself. He drew his lips up slowly, pulling them from the base all the way up to the tip where he began to lightly suckle and swirl his tongue. He looked up at Spike with a seductive gaze.
“Nnngh, why you gotta look at me like that?” Spike asked with a bashful giggle as he glanced away.
“You’re cute when you whine,” Big Mac said as he unlatched his lips to tease the dragon.
Spike hadn’t even realized he had been whining all that much. He did suppose that this entire time he had been grunting and letting out tiny noises at each move Big Mac made on his cock. Already he had gone from half hard to nearly fully erect, and it had only been a few minutes.
“Sh-Shut up,” Spike said softly. “You always tease me.”
“Eeyup,” Big Macintosh said before grinning. He moved his face closer to Spike’s own until Spike jumped a little. The workhorse surprised Spike by leaning his head in and giving the dragon a quick peck on the lips. That really sent Spike over the edge and made him blush hard.
“Jerk,” Spike said softly.
“Eeyup,” Big Mac repeated before chuckling softly. He lowered his head and brought his lips to Spike’s neck. He reached out his forelegs and grabbed Spike’s body and held him in a way where there was no chance for the dragon to squirm away. As lips pressed down to the dragon’s smooth neck Spike whined loudly. It tingled and tickled yet also felt good at the same time. The sensation of teeth gently nibbling on his sensitive neck was enough to make Spike’s toes curl. He was forced to start giggling as Mac kissed and nibbled playfully, making light and playful growls as he nibbled and nipped. Each time the teeth sunk in Spike would yelp softly, and his blush would worsen.
“Good boy,” Mac whispered softly into Spike’s neck. The hot breath from the stallion’s mouth rolled down Spike’s body and made him shudder. The tense sensation only worsened when Mac managed to sneakily move his hoof down Spike’s body and between the dragon’s legs where he was quick to grab the cock. Spike gasped loudly.
“Hehe, you’re awfully loud,” Big Mac said. “You musta been real pent up.”
Spike had almost forgotten just how much Big Mac liked to tease him. He always claimed it was because Spike had adorable reactions, which the dragon didn’t like to admit made him happy to hear. Even now he had no idea how to respond, and was forced to allow Big Macintosh to take control.
“I wonder just how loud I can make ya today?” Big Macintosh asked before chuckling again.
The workhorse grabbed Spike’s sides and began to drag his head down. He used his tongue to lick Spike’s chest and belly. He sounded almost like he was purring by the time he got down to Spike’s cock once more. He grabbed the dragon by his legs and pulled them apart several inches, which forced Spike’s cock to stick straight out and up.
Big Macintosh licked his lips in a visual display of just how hungry he was for the dragon’s member. Spike stared down, almost ready to beg Mac to put his lips back on his cock he was so needy for attention.
Then Mac finally gave Spike what he craved. He moved his head forward and took the entirety of the cock in his mouth. Spike let out a rather loud gasp, and was very aware that it would be a noise Mac enjoyed.
It never failed to surprise Spike just how easily Mac was able to take the entirety of the dragon’s cock. Sure it wasn’t nearly as large as the average pony’s cock, but it was still several inches that Mac was able to take without the slightest bit of resistance. His lips were able to touch down to the base. Mac bobbed his head up and down, and Spike had to bite his lip to keep himself from whining too loudly. Though still, some noises slipped out against the dragon’s will. Every time Spike made a noise Mac considered particularly cute the workhorse would glance up with teasing eyes. He didn’t even need to say anything for Spike to feel flustered.
“Nnngh!” Spike whined as Mac began to steadily suck on the cock as if it were a delectable sweet. He would swirl his tongue around the cockhead and focus his lips efforts on the sensitive head where he would happily lip up the pre-cum that Spike was already discharging. He knew so well how to push all of Spike’s buttons.
Mac squeezed Spike’s thighs in his hooves, which pulled gently on the dragon’s rump.
Mac opened his mouth, and showed the dragon the cock in his mouth. He pulled his head back, dragging the tongue along the base the entire time. His cock was so on edge by this point that that alone made the poor dragon want to scream in a moan.
“C’mon, Mac,” Spike whined. “I-I’ve been pent up all day!”
“Heh, and you think I’m gonna let you cum that easily?” Mac asked. “I still wanna have some fun.”
Mac really was cruel when he wanted to be. It made Spike whimper as the workhorse abandoned Spike’s cock and instead chose to lower his head to the inside of one of Spike’s thighs. The thigh itself was particularly meaty and thick, which gave plenty of meat for the workhorse to sink his teeth into. Spike whined loudly, and continued to react by grabbing bits of grass between his claws.
“You’re evil,” Spike whined.
The dragon knew he could simply use his own hand to finish himself off, however he also knew that he was deep down enjoying himself. He liked being teased even if he hated to admit it. Big Mac was a damn good teaser as well, and was able to make Spike even when his defenses were the highest blush and squirm.
Big Macintosh continued to kiss and lick the insides of the dragon’s meaty thighs. He would nibble occasionally which would make Spike giggle and yelp. Each time Big Macintosh chuckled softly at the dragon’s noisy reactions Spike would blush a little deeper until his cheeks were a scarlet red.
The entire time this teasing went on Spike’s poor cock went unattended. The dragon had to occupy his hands by gripping blades of grass between his claws and squeezing for a small semblance of leverage. His cock was burning, and was only being egged on by Big Mac’s mouth continuing to stimulate spots near it. It was getting to the point where Spike was beginning to subconsciously hump at the air and causing his cock to bob up and down without stimulation. Another minute of licking or even stroking and he would blow his load and be done with it. Mac however was much more cruel, and continued to focus his teasing mouth just about anywhere except where would make the dragon cum.
“You look cute,” Big Mac commented with a chuckle when he finally raised his head.
Spike could only imagine what Big Mac was seeing. The poor dragon was huffing and grunting and biting his lip. He couldn’t stop staring down at his needy and erect cock trying to simply will it into orgasm. He must have looked rather silly all flustered over being denied his orgasm.
Big Macintosh then did something evil. He moved his head forward and slowly placed the tip of his tongue against the base of Spike’s cock. That was enough to make the tiny dragon cry out, and squeeze his thighs shut until they were tugging at Mac’s sides.
Mac slowly raised his tongue all the way to the tip of the cock. The journey was tedious and pure torture for the edged dragon. Spike rolled his eyes back and whined loudly. Once Mac’s tongue reached the tip he repeated the act, and started at the base once more. He licked over a dozen times to the point the poor dragon in his deranged and horny state could no longer keep count.
“Ahh! M-Mac! Ahh!” Spike would cry out with each tormenting lick.
The stimulation was never enough to bring the poor needy dragon to cum. He was so, so close. All it would take was a few head bobs from Big Mac’s talented blowjob skills to make the dragon burst yet the workhorse was intentionally forcing Spike closer and closer to the edge.
“You wanna cum?” Big Mac asked.
“Y-Yes,” Spike whined softly.
“Too bad,” Mac replied, and smirked.
Pure evil.
Spike whined and shut his eyes for a reply. Big Mac took this opportunity to grab the dragon and surprise him by lifting him right off the ground. Spike let out a surprised gasp as he was suddenly flipped over and made to sit there on hands and knees.
“Wh-What are you doing?” Spike asked nervously as he tried to orientate himself.
“You’ll see,” Big Mac said in that same tormenting voice.
Spike figured it out pretty quickly when Big Macintosh’s hoof fell down to his tail and lifted up. Another hoof touched the dragon’s plump and plush rump.
“Tasty,” Big Macintosh teased. “I could just eat it all up.”
Spike resisted the urge to squirm. If Big Macintosh’s blowjob skills were nothing to scoff at, his rimming skills were out of this world. Many a time Spike had been subjected to the talented and stimulating tongue of his friend. Though truthfully, he had never experienced a rimming when he was edged quite this much.
Big Macintosh moved his head forward and gave one of Spike’s plump cheeks a quick nip. Spike let out a gasp, and Big Macintosh chuckled. Already the workhorse was grabbing at Spike’s fat ass and pulling the cheeks apart. He could feel fresh air on his hole, and hear Big Macintosh practically purr with delight at the sight before him.
“I wanna hear you scream~” Big Mac teased.
Spike swallowed a lump in his throat. His cock still hung between his legs throbbing from need of some stimulation. He might very well give Big Mac exactly what he wanted.
Without warning Big Macintosh plunged in. It was like a spark had gone off in Spike’s mind. He cocked his head back and let out a gasp the moment he felt the workhorse’s tongue touch against his sensitive hole. Hooves squeezed at his plump rump as Mac dove himself deep. Spike bit his lip, and tried in vain to hold back his cries of pleasure. Of course, this would never be enough to stop him from moaning when it came to Big Macintosh. He could only delay the inevitable as that tongue swirled around his hole as it had done many times before.
Mac showed no hesitation when it came to rimming. He committed himself like a hungry wolf eating prey for the first time in days. He opened his mouth and extended his tongue as far as it would go in hopes to make Spike cry out with pleasure. Cry Spike did, as he started to moan loudly and let out several high-pitched gasps one after another. It got to the point where Spike’s elbows began to shake and he was eventually forced to collapse his front half onto the ground with his cheek pressed against the grassy floor of the orchard.
“Ahh! Mac! Nnngh!” Spike began crying out.
He was almost screaming already… Mac had barely started, and Spike was already this much of a moaning mess. He was so overwhelmed by pleasure that he started to wonder why he had been worried about messing around outside in the first place. Anxiety of messing around in the open was all but gone, and replaced with a throbbing pleasure and the lustful need to receive more and more pleasure.
“Oh gosh,” Spike whined loudly. “Ahhh! Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”
Spike was at such a point of overwhelming stimulation that he simply could do nothing more than accept the pleasure of Mac’s rimjob. The large hooves of the workhorse kept grabbing and pulling at his chubby cheeks, and occasionally Mac would pull back for air briefly and take to lightly nipping and nibbling at them. Spike would gasp, and whine at the brief moments of stimulation his poor hole was missing out on.
“You’re such a naughty dragon,” Big Mac would tease. “Moaning this much from just a bit of licking? And you wonder why I tease ya. You’re such a slut.”
Spike was past the point of being embarrassed by Big Macintosh’s comments. He was too blinded by the lust coursing through his veins to care any longer. All he wanted was Mac to keep licking him.
It was then that Big Mac ramped it up. He grabbed Spike by the sides and suddenly the dragon was quickly flipped over onto his back. Spike was surprised, but quickly looked up to see a hunger in Big Mac’s eyes that he knew all too well.
“I’m gonna make you cum,” Big Macintosh said.
“O-Okay!” Spike said in a high pitched yet excited tone.
Big Mac grabbed Spike by his thighs and pulled the dragon’s legs far apart. Spike looked down at his erect cock and saw Mac’s lustful eyes. Given his position his tail was laid out flat, and his rump was hoisted up several inches to the point Mac had both a dragon cock and a dragon hole within licking distance. Spike’s eyes widened.
“Yummy,” Big Mac said briefly before sticking out his tongue and pressing it down to Spike’s hole once again. Spike gasped. Mac drug his tongue up until it was running along Spike’s taint, which sent a shiver of pleasure throughout Spike’s body. Eventually the tongue reached the base of Spike’s needy cock and Mac was quick to take the entirety in his mouth. The poor dragon was so overwhelmed he could do nothing but throw his head back and let out long moans. He was panting and whining as he thrust his hips up and down into Mac’s mouth to squeeze out every drip of stimulation he could.
Big Mac of course was not going to let Spike cum that easily. Somehow the workhorse seemed to know just how close Spike was to cumming, and each time he would get to that point the workhorse would cruelly open his mouth and pull his lips away with a long stroke from his tongue that left Spike whining and nearly begging.
“C’mon,” Spike whined. “Let me cum… ngggh… please!”
“That’s right,” Mac teased. “Beg some more.”
As soon as Mac said that he dove his tongue right back down to Spike’s hole. It had been so abused with pleasure that at this point Spike could only cry out.
“Please! Ahhh! I wanna cum! Ahhh! Nnngh! Let me cum, Mac!”
Big Macintosh seemed to enjoy Spike’s pleas for release. He dove his muzzle deeper to torment the horny dragon more and stimulate him in every way but the one he desperately needed. His cock throbbed and dripped with a steady stream of pre-cum that soaked his slit. The poor dragon felt like was about to go insane on pure pleasure alone.
“Please! Ahhh! Wanna cum! Ahhh!”
Each lick made the dragon nearly scream. His cock was practically on fire without a hint of stimulation. He wanted to cum more than anything, but refused to use his own hands to do so even if it cost him his sanity.
At long agonizing last Big Macintosh finally showed mercy. Spike had said the word ‘please’ over two dozen times by the time Mac finally unearthed his muzzle from the dragon’s over stimulated hole. He licked his lips, and smirked down at the dragon.
“I think you begged enough.”
Then Big Mac put his lips down to Spike’s cock and took it entirely in his mouth. He bobbed his head with a force Spike had never felt. He sucked hard, and used his tongue to make sure the dragon got as much pleasure as he could. Obviously after so much teasing the dragon needed very little to cum, but he didn’t expect it to hit with such a ferocity.
“Ahhh!” Spike screamed in pleasure as he thrust his hips upward and jammed his cock even deeper into Mac’s mouth. The orgasm hit with all the force of a train. For a moment it was like he lost all his senses other than pleasure. His pent up sexual frustration exploded like a bomb inside of Big Macintosh’s mouth, and coated the workhorse’s tongue and inner cheeks with a thick and sticky seed far more copious than the dragon would normally make.
It wasn’t just one shot, either. Spike shot no less than three massive loads one after another. So much edging had made him practically swell with cum. His back arched, and he bit his lip to keep himself from continuing to moan.
“Nnngh! Ahhh! M-Mac…” Spike moaned softly as the pleasure of the orgasm finally began to subside. He lost all of his strength and collapsed. He was unable to do anything but stare up at the leaves in the branches above.
Spike heard the sound of a swallow. Mac had downed his excess seed with one gulp.
“Hehe, aw, did I tucker you out?” Big Mac asked.
Spike couldn’t even reply. It was like Mac had just sucked the life force out of him via his cock. All he could manage was a slight nod of his head. Mac chuckled, and laid down on the ground next to Spike before pulling him into a tight hug.
When Spike finally gained enough strength to speak, he could only think of one thing to say.
“You’re way too good at this stuff, y’know that?” Spike asked.
Big Mac chuckled.
“Eeyup.”