1. Two Solids Make A Liquid
A stiff breeze blew through the halls of Canterlot castle, passing guards and servants alike. Despite the sun still bright in the sky the weather was still cold enough to make ponies shiver. A single sigh escaped the lips of a lonely guard standing outside the throne room.
"Be nice if they at least closed the windows. Or made our uniforms a little more insulated." Rock Solid was your average pegasus guard: strong, tall, vaguely intimidating and loyal to the princess. His coat was a light grey with a slight red tint, while his mane was red—bordering on purple—with a more vivid red line running through it. The big difference between him and his co-workers was his libido; sex was on his mind all day every day, and not even the constant surrounding testosterone could stop that.
"Maybe some radiators in the hall... some magic to keep the cold out-"
"Solid!" Another guard approached Rock, interrupting his complaining. Rock quickly snapped to attention, hoping his superior didn't hear him voice his issues. "You're needed in the east wing. You're on patrol duty with Iron Gauntlet."
Cheering internally, Rock saluted before quickly rushing to his new position. The east wing wasn't too far, nothing was far from the throne room situated in the castle's centre. It still took time to arrive, the castle's winding halls and confusing turns more than made up for his close proximity. "Where's a map when you need it..."
His struggle was not in vain however, a familiar face waiting for him waved him over. "Hey Rock, over here!"
IronGauntlet, his best friend, patrol partner and more cheerful co-worker greeted him excitedly. Steel was a unicorn who's magic was mostly limited to levitiation. Like Rock, he had a light grey coat but this time with a mild pink tint and a Mane as blue as the ocean. A smile appeared on Rock's face, he just couldn't help it. Iron's positivity was and always had been contagious. That, and the company made guard duty infinitely more bearable.
"It's about time you showed up dude!" Iron's voice was loud enough to be considered shouting. "Still haven't learned your way around? I guess a month of experience isn't long enough to learn a castle this big. That or you're just an idiot"
Ignoring the small laugh at his expense, Rock took over the conversation. "Yeah yeah, we've been over my impeccable sense of direction. how about we get on with the patrol? What's our route?"
"Garden duty. Celestia knows why, not like anything of note ever happens there. Pretty as it is it's the most boring part of the castle." The day just kept getting better. Despite being outside, the garden had a pretty warm temperature thanks to some of the castle mages. Rock guessed it was for the exotic animals living there, but truth be told he didn't care. He knew the real reason his partner hated the garden route after all.
"What's the matter, Iron? Sad we don't get to see all those maid's prancing about in their frilly skirts, shaking their asses?" There was an amused tone to his voice but truth be told the thought had him longing for a patrol that took them past all those cute flanks. How that backfired. "We're supposed to be looking for threats to the castle, not which mare has the nicest flank—it's the Prench one with the feather duster cutie mark by the way—so get your mind out the gutter."
Pausing to dramatically place a hoof on his forehead, Iron faked a gasp. "Rock! I'm hurt! Do you think truly think me so perverted? I simply enjoy admiring their dresses!" Rock just gave him a blank stare. "No? Not buying it?"
Rolling his eyes, they entered the garden. Rock sighed happily as the warmth enveloped him, temporarily distracting him from their lewd discussion. This didn't last long as Iron pulled him right back in. "Can you really blame me? So long without a good buck and the way those asses jiggle with each step just gets me going."
That was far from Rock's favourite part of their attire. "I get you. Don't know what a mare has to eat to get a figure so plump but have you seen some of them wearing panties? I've heard some rumours they only do it to tease us, not like ponies usually wear underwear."
Iron had to pause to imagine it, immediately finding himself curious. "Maybe I'll swing past the maid's quarters later and see if I can't catch a peak."
The two shared another laugh, but the burning curiosity would remain on their minds. Iron pulled his friend out of his musings to ask another question. "So how long has it been since you last got some anyway?"
Stopping in his tracks, Rock seemed surprised by the question. Iron's eager face told him his partner was gonna get an answer if it took all patrol, so he quickly relented. "A few weeks maybe? What about you?"
Iron gave another boisterous laugh. "Long enough that the stallions around me are starting to look pretty curvy."
"Too bad for you the princess is pretty clear on what she thinks of sex between co-workers. Begs the question though, if given the chance, would you bang another stallion?" while Iron pondered the question, Rock had to think on it himself. He never considered himself even slightly curious towards the same gender, but that was before he went weeks without so much as touching himself. He decided to stop thinking about it when just the thought of penetrating another stallion set his cock twitching.
"Yeah, I think I would. At this point I'd do just about anything to get off, I'd take a stallion if those maids really are off limits—The best flank is actually the girl with the broom cutie mark for your information—besides I've always been a bit curious about the same sex"
The conversation continued on like this for the rest of the patrol, the setting sun and appearance of the lunar guard signifying the end of a long day's work. Saying their goodbyes, Rock and Iron parted ways to get washed up and something to eat before bed. Climbing into the comfort of his own bunk, Rock took a look at the stallions sleeping in the various beds in the room and thought back to the earlier conversation. Blushing, he had to sleep on his stomach, or else his bed would become a tent.
"Garden duty again?" Iron was not happy with the news Rock presented to him, as their boss had once again commanded them to go on garden patrol. "But the maids! The beautiful maids!"
Rock rolled his eyes. "Just interested in their dresses huh? I knew you couldn't hide your perversion for long."
With Iron glaring, Rock could only laugh. Entering the garden once again to continue their patrol, Rock squirmed slightly. "It's for the best. I think one of the maids are in heat, I could smell it on the way to get you. I pity the poor guard who has to resist that."
Rock glanced to his friend, expecting to see him relieved. Instead Iron just gave a mischievous smirk. Furrowing his brow in concern, Rock simply asked, "What? Something on my face?"
Moving a hoof up to wipe his cheek as if to remove some lingering crumbs, Iron shook his head and snickered. "No no, nothing. That does explain why you have a fifth leg though."
It took Rock a moment to understand, looking at his hooves confused. "Fifth leg- Oh!"
His face went red, and the two stopped patrolling for a moment. Sporting an impressive length near long enough to touch the ground, Rock's throbbing member bobbed up and down with each step. The added attention to his excited friend only made Rock blush harder. "Alright, yeah. So sue me, I got excited at a mare in heat. What's your excuse, or are you just happy to see me?"
Iron took his turn to blush, having hoped Rock wouldn't notice. This only confirmed in his head that Stallions were more enough to please him. Iron looked around. "You know... we're all alone here. We are the only patrol, gardens are closed today... we could take some time to..."
Rock didn't move, save for his eyes darting about and his dick throbbing. To say the idea wasn't incredibly tempting would be a complete lie. "So what, we just.. take a moment, get ourselves off and go about like nothing happened?"
Wrapping a hoof over Rock's back, Iron shook his head. "I've got a way better idea than that. Let's give each other a hoof-"
"Nope." Rock began walking once again, immediately trying to pretend that didn't happen. Despite this, he only felt his cock throb harder.
"Wait! Come on man, I need this and so do you! If there's a mare going around in heat I don't wanna do something I'll regret!" Stopping in his tracks, Rock turned back to him, wary expression. "Okay, how about this. You give me a hoof and I'll... I'll..."
Raising an eyebrow, Rock's curiosity piqued. "You'll what?"
"I'll..." sighing, Iron thought of the perfect incentive. "I'll let you rut me."
Seriously considering his options, the two guards entered something of a staring contest. The offer was definitely tempting, but Rock was being stubborn. It wasn't until Iron gave a teasing wink that he finally relented. "Fine. Sit back and.. take off your armour."
Pumping his hoof in the air, Iron gave a quiet "Yes!" and did as he was told. Now sitting down his cock was on full display, bobbing gently against his chest. A small drop of precum dribbled down his thick shaft as Rock approached, his excitement only growing more as the seconds passed.
"And you're absolutely sure about this," Rock asked. "We can't take this back once we start."
Rolling his eyes, Iron nodded his head. "Just be quiet and touch my dick you big baby, try and enjoy the moment. It isn't everyday your friend offers you a nice tight hole you can fuck to your hearts content."
Rock didn't get comfy at first, standing up as he reached out and finally touched his friends warm shaft. For a moment he stood still, almost mesmerised. It's not like he had never touched one, masturbation used to be the only constant in his life. This new experience on the other hand was vastly different, for one the pleasure to accompany each gentle stroke was replaced by another stallion's eager moans. Slowly he began to move his hoof up and down, pressing gently on Iron's swollen balls when he reached the bottom, and brushing gently on his tip as he reached the top. Iron let out the softest breath at this, which only served to excite Rock further; much to his own surprise. Finally sitting down and making himself comfortable, Rock added his other hoof and begin moving them much faster than before.
"It's really, uh... warm..." More drops of pre begin to drool out from Iron's flared tip, and in the heat of the moment Rock leaned forward to give it a lick. Slowly trailing his wet tongue up his friend's pulsing shaft, Iron let out a much louder moan. Rock could only smile when his tongue finally slid across the tip, and stopped his assault on Iron's senses. "You taste... pretty good dude. The smell is intoxicating.
His breaths coming out in hot, steamy clouds, Iron chuckled. "Yeah well you aren't without some quality yourself. Just don't stop now..."
Nodding, Rock returned to his new favourite toy, this time with much more vigour. He kept his hooves around the base of the shaft and moved them in slow yet intense pumps, while focusing on the tip with his tongue. As more flavour emerged, Rock continued to lap it up, not realising just how good it felt to his panting friend.
"F-fair warning, I'm about to.. c-cum..." Nodding despite the cock in his mouth, Rock moved his hooves faster. Swirling his tongue in a big circle, he enjoyed the quickening throbs between his hooves. Finally, a loud cry signified a job well done. Rock felt waves of something warm and thick flood his mouth, and quickly pulled off. The rest of Iron's orgasm came in long stringy spurts, most of which missing Rock but one in particular painting his face white.
Collapsing backwards, Iron let out the happiest sigh of his life. "Fuck the maids dude, I think I'm in love..."
Swallowing what was left in his mouth, he didn't seem to enjoy it quite as much as the solitary beads of pre. "All good things in moderation lover boy, we probably won't do this again. I don't suppose that magic of yours can get rid of my new face-paint?"
"I dunno, looks cute on you." Iron's horn lit up, and the cum was pulled out of Rock's fur. He dropped it nearby on the grass. "For real man, thank you. Best orgasm of my life."
Iron sat up, motioning for rock to get closer. "You'll give me a taste right? At least let me spit lube you up before you ram me into a blissful coma."
Rock could only roll his eyes. He was still nervous about the idea of going through with this, but as Iron leaned forward to get his hooves on Rock's pulsing shaft, the last of his resistance snapped. After all this time he was finally about to get off.
"Then again, there's nothing stopping me from just not continuing." Iron grinned ear to ear as he stood up and prepared to walk away. Though it was just an act, Rock was fully convinced he was about to lose his chance to get off. Normally he would throw various profanities at his so called friend, but in his desperate and confused mental state he could only make a pleading whimper. Iron's ensuing laughter as he returned to his horny friend gave Rock a spark of hope once more, though it was accompanied by a blush covering his face.
"That was almost cute," using his magic to tug at Rock's turgid cock, Iron pushed the fellow stallion backwards and leaned in to finally taste what musk Rock had in store for him. It was hard to tell who enjoyed it more when they both let out varying sounds of pleasure.
Though his goal was only to get the dick coated on saliva, Iron figured now was a good time to really study what it was like to blow somebody. His jaw stretched as the tip was pushed further in, not that he was complaining. The subtle feeling of each throb against his tongue was strangely hypnotic.
"...Iron... Iron!" Snapping out of his trance, Iron pulled the cock from his eager mouth. Looking at his friend, he tilted his head. "You alright there? Just about made me cum with how much you were sucking. You're free to explore it all you want next time you fancy blowing me but right now I want you below me when I cum..."
Wiping some spittle from his mouth, Iron nodded. "Right, sorry. In that case let's get to it." He bent his front half downwards to present himself much in the same way he'd seen mares do and took a deep breath.
Rock's previously nervous energy all but vanished at the sight. Iron had succeeded in making himself look enticing, the subtle curve of his rear arousing Rock far more than before. Standing and placing his weight on Iron's back, he only gave a few words of warning. "Here it comes!"
The first penetration was hard on both of them. While Rock had to push with all his might just to enter, Iron bit down hard on his tongue to endure it. When the flare entered though, both rolled their eyes up in unison.
Taking a moment to collect himself, Rock took stock of the situation. His friend was below him, his cock deep inside. They were both stallions and to top it off they were on duty in Celestia's personal garden. By all means he should hate everything. Another solid thrust forward said otherwise.
"O-oh my Celestia..." Iron began, having trouble forming coherent thoughts. As soon as the tip was in any pain had just vanished, replaced by a need for it to go deeper. With a sly grin he realised he was throbbing desperately once again, and would more than likely get an extra orgasm. "Enough with the teasing man, get to work!"
Rock didn't need to be told twice. He pulled back and thrust his whole length in, every single inch of his dick rubbing hard against Iron's tight insides. Every little moan his friend gave was as much of a reward as the ensuing pleasure, urging him to keep going. "Alright, I'm going full speed. If it feels as good as you're making it sound then try not to let the whole castle know what's going on!"
The rapid thrusting began with vigour, slapping sounds filling the garden both when he hilted in his friend and then when his heavy balls would bounce against Iron's own. It was a nice side effect of their position at least.
Grunting, Rock tapped his friend's shoulders. "F-fair warning dude, I'm about to cum..." Only a few more thrusts and they could continue with their boring job. Rock was actually a little sad, maybe he could convince Iron to do this again some day.
On the bottom as Iron felt his own orgasm approaching, his not so subtle throbbing member bobbed softly against the ground each time he was pounded. "G-go for it! I'm ready!"
Rock savoured the feeling of entering his friend one last time, thrusting harder and deeper than before. Finally he came, filling Iron's ass with what felt like gallons of hot seed. He pulled out and lay back on the grass.
"H-hey, wait! I didn't finish!" Iron whined, struggling to stand back up. His shaky legs were betraying him and he half thought he'd have to levitate his lower body all night.
Blissfully unaware of his friends plight, Rock stared up at the sky in a daze. He let out a small chuckle. "Guess you'll just have to wait until next time."
Iron was right, he decided. The desperate whimpering was kind of cute.
Pacing nervously in front of the throne room double doors, Rock thought back on his time with Iron. Surely getting called in to see the princess had nothing to do with that, nopony cold have possibly known! The garden was off limits so only Celestia could have seen them, and even then she would have stopped them! It must have been something different, he was probably getting a promotion. Yeah, that's it!
The double doors opened and the sight of the solar princess sitting on her throne entered his vision. "You may enter, Rock Solid."
The doors shut behind him as he strolled in, stopping some distance before the throne and bowing. "You're probably wondering why I've called you to see me. Truth be told you should already know."
His heart pounded away as he listened carefully, not daring to raise his head from the position he was bowing in. "I admit I'm not as mad as I could be. Two stallions having a romp around in my personal gardens is one thing, so long as it doesn't affect anypony I would be more lenient. You may raise your head."
He quickly did so, a variety of emotions coursing through him. Worry, Regret, Excitement... The last one could only confuse him for a moment before Celestia continued.
"But You left a puddle of... let's just call it essence of stallion. That, and the rare tropical Parrot wouldn't stop shouting 'Harder, Harder' for quite a number of hours."
Luna finally made her presence known as she stifled a giggle. Celestia too was doing her best not to laugh, her masked emotions unreadable. "With that in mind I'll be switching you over to the night shift. You'll be working with the night guard to separate you from your partner for a time. Consider it a warning over a full on punishment..."
He left out a relieved sigh. He truly had dodged a bullet there, at least he wasn't fired. "Oh and one more thing."
The relief vanished immediately as he snapped to attention. "Luna will be in charge of any future punishments. Keep in mind she is a lot less lenient than I. If I were you, I would put in every effort I could to avoid inciting her wrath."
Turning ever so slightly to glance at Luna's mischievous smirk, Rock gulped. He could only hope to avoid her dark machinations in the future.