Despite the deal he had made with Rainbow Dash regarding his impromptu time off work, Troy’s sleep schedule wasn’t changed that much by the time a week and a half passed. Even though he still disliked waking up so early, he was at least able to get himself up without feeling like he was in a half-comatose state. After he turned off the blaring alarm, Troy got out of the nest while Canvas barely even stirred on his side.

Troy took a breath of fresh air when he exited the barn, carrying a towel and bar of soap on his back as he walked around to the shower on the back side. While a lot of ponies would probably be a little hesitant about using an outdoor shower (which honestly made no sense since most ponies didn’t even wear clothes to begin with), Troy already used the waterfall back at his old place enough to be okay with being seen bathing. However, as soon as he hung his items and turned on the overhanging faucet, the first splash of freezing cold water made the gryphon’s whole body clench with a lingering shiver; and along with it, Troy’s heart shot up to his throat when he realized what else he was feeling.

Due to his groggy state, Troy didn’t even register the butt plug that was still inside of him, even when he was walking down the steps. It was only the second time that he used the medium sized plug, so it wasn’t like he could became that accustomed to it so quickly. While he wanted to question why he didn’t feel it before coming out here, all that the gryphon could think about now was what he needed to do. Even though he needed to pull it out, the fact that he was outside made him dart his head around frantically. If anypony flew overhead, they could get a bird’s eye view of Troy pulling out a thick butt plug out in the open. And due to his recent escapades with Canvas, the gryphon already knew he wasn’t going to be very quiet while doing it.

Regardless, Troy cringed while exhaling in the reluctant realization of what he had to do. He was already out in the shower, and it would be way more effort to waddle back into the house just to pull the plug out. Plus, Troy and Canvas never had anypony come by their place this early in the day. So, after another quick glance around the open space he was in, the gryphon turned himself around so his rear was facing the barn. With any luck, he could get this out quickly and forget about it.

Troy closed his eyes as he brought his claw back and gripped at the plug’s base, which was still tightly clamped against the entrance of his tailhole. Due to the cold water cascading down his back, the small rivulets that came down his rear were hopefully enough to provide some extra lubrication. However, as soon as he tried to pull the base away from his hole, Troy’s eyes clenched shut while he sucked a quick bout of air through his teeth. His tailhole’s muscles tightened around the thick silicone, almost like it was trying to keep that full feeling within its depths.

Even as he gripped the base tighter, a weak-sounding moan still escaped his beak when he tugged against his muscles contracting around the toy. The water may have been as cold as ice, but the painfully tantalizing pressure around his tailhole was enough to make the tip of his member start to peek from its sheathe slowly. The more his claw tried to pull at the plug, the more his body tried to tighten its grip around the bulb in an attempt to keep it in. It may have been a frustrating ordeal, but it was hard for the gryphon to think much of it while feeling himself begin to stretch open.

“Nnnn… Hnnnnnngh…”

The sounds coming out of Troy’s mouth varied between low groaning and hesitant-sounding moans, although it seemed the latter began to take charge the harder he pulled against that toy. An especially shaky exhale made the gryphon’s voice come out higher than usual, just as his tailhole began to relax and open even more. The pink, wrinkled flesh slowly stretched apart, still wrapping tightly around the increasingly growing bulb of silicone coming out from Troy’s depths. The gryphon struggled not to be too loud while outside, but the burning intensity made that idea better said than done by the time he felt the plug’s widest width.

For a split second, Troy almost fathomed stopping right there, just so he could keep himself stretched for just a moment longer. His cock was growing at the thought, which quickly turned to the idea of that stallion on top of him dominantly. He imagined Canvas’ hot breath brushing against his neck, breathing out in tandem to that massive cock thrusting in and out of him like a valiant steed breeding his prize. The sounds of Canvas’ moans during their first time still rung clear as day in his head, and part of Troy’s mind almost felt… jealous in a way; like he should get the chance to experience that kind of pleasure from being penetrated and filled to the brim.

Ever since that movie theater incident, Troy knew that his desires were becoming more submissive with each passing day. Whether it was by Canvas taking control during sex, or just by being thrusted into a scenario with little to no knowledge, the gryphon’s heart raced each time he imagined himself being in a position so unlike him. It was one thing to rut his pony senseless while gripping him like a primal beast, but it’s something completely different to imagine that same pony taking the reigns, holding the larger gryphon down and having his way with no hesitation. Troy wanted to experience that kind of feeling for real, even if it was just for one time; but after that dream, as well as his experience with Canvas’ rope, the gryphon had a feeling he wouldn’t want to bottom only once.

With his eyes tightly shut, the gryphon groaned out loudly through his shut beak by the time the plug’s bulb finally popped out of his body. Due to how tightly his flesh contracted back together, the toy could’ve easily shot out if he wasn’t gripping the plug so tightly. Regardless, the toy was fully out of him after the widest part passed, leaving Troy to exhale deeply with a violent shudder that spread across his whole body. After dropping the toy, the gryphon laid in a temporarily still state with his head almost touching the ground, and his rear still upright like he was presenting.

Before he could even realize how he may have looked to any passing eyes, Troy’s ears shot upward when he heard a voice from behind him.

“My goodness~” exclaimed Canvas in an enticed tone of voice. Due to the gryphon’s accidental display, he didn’t seem to overhear the bedroom window being opened. And since the window was right above his shower, Troy’s hesitant moans were enough to stir his partner awake to a “private” show. When Troy slowly turned his head around to look up at the window wide-eyed, Canvas returned a piqued smirk back at him and asked, “Are you always this daring in the morning?”

Granted, Canvas was still quite tired when he first woke up to the sounds of muffled moans which came in through the window. But as soon as he opened it and saw what Troy was doing, the stallion’s interest piqued rather quickly. He already knew about Troy’s desire to bottom for him, but moments like this were certainly making Canvas think more about what kind of roles the two could do for each other. The pony may have envisioned himself as being the more likely bottom when they first became a couple, but after the past few experiences he shared with Troy, new ideas were sprouting which made him fathom quite interesting scenarios…

Including the one happening at that moment.

The shower was still running above him, but Troy didn’t seem to notice any of the cold water hitting him anymore. Due to the unexpected audience, the gryphon’s face blushed to a deep red from embarrassment. Of course, even from Canvas’ aerial view, he was still able to see that the throbbing erection between Troy’s legs wasn’t going away. Canvas’ grin widened while seeing Troy’s feeble state of shock, although it only lasted for a second before the gryphon tried to lift himself up. “A-Ahhh… I was j-just--”

Even though he didn’t even open his muzzle, a single raised hoof towards the gryphon was enough to make him freeze and stop talking. Canvas kept a devious smile on him, which didn’t go away when he lowered his foreleg. The pony’s mind was still reeling with ideas, and his dominant side was beginning to show while responding down to his boyfriend. “That’s a really naughty thing you did, little birdie…”

A strong shudder swept down Troy’s back after hearing that name again, making his headfeathers ruffle out alongside his blush. He had no idea what Canvas was thinking, but the way that his cock twitched made him unable to ask any questions. He was also frozen at the spot, despite the fact that his rear was still raised up for his coltfriend to see.

“You should be lucky that I was up here to see you like this,” continued the stallion in an increasingly sultry voice. Canvas licked his lips before leaning against the open windowsill with a free foreleg. Meanwhile, his other hoof was out of sight from Troy as he began to slowly stroke his unsheathed cock. “Otherwise, you wouldn’t have had a lookout to make sure you didn’t do anything too risky, would you?~”

Troy’s eyes started to widen in growing confusion. Meanwhile, his feline tail began to flag around in front of Canvas’ line of sight, giving the stallion brief glances at what Troy still had displayed out in the open. The gryphon wanted to lift himself back up, but something about Canvas’ stare made him stay in the position he was still in. That familiar thundering in his heartbeat began again, making him feel like he was earlier.

His tail swayed in a more pronounced manner, clearly knowing what Canvas wanted before Troy could admit it. He tried to open his beak, but nothing came out before Canvas spoke in a dominant tone.

“Now,” began the stallion while stroking himself in rhythm to the sways of the gryphon’s tail, “you just woke me up in a rather… pent up mood with that little show…”

Canvas’ grin widened as he saw how deeply Troy’s blush was getting. “And from the looks of it, I have a feeling you don’t wanna stop~”

The gryphon was now completely wide-eyed, and his breaths came out in short bursts as he struggled to think of something he could say. His beak nervously clicked while shaking between open and shut. His hindlegs trembled as well, undoubtedly making him look fairly helpless while the stallion stared at him from above. However, his tail still flagged behind his raised rear in a rather playful, or almost teasing manner…

And between his legs, Troy’s cock was rock hard.

“Now,” said Canvas in a lustful voice as his eyes looked between his unmoving gryphon and the skies above them, “I can easily see anypony that might fly past before you do, so you better make sure I’m satisfied before that happens…”

Troy blinked a couple times before he was finally able to open his beak, albeit it a bit shakily, and ask, “Wh… w-what do you mean?”

“I think you already know what I mean,” said his coltfriend in a more confident voice while his grin remained. After seeing the gryphon's feathers ruffle out more while blushing, Canvas continued as he leaned his head out the window. “I want you to keep going for me, little birdie. I want you to do as I say, and keep playing like a dirty bird until I finish. And you better make sure I’m the one who finishes first~”

Troy almost felt his heart shoot up into his throat. Is Canvas bring serious right now? He thought to himself in a panic. Out here?! Where anyone could see me?! Just one slip-up or missed view, and I could be…

Unfortunately, any more questions or thoughts that could’ve rang through Troy’s head at that time began to trail off while looking back up at his coltfriend. His heart was racing, but he was unclear whether that was from a growing feeling of fear or arousal. And even if it was from fear, part of the gryphon felt a twinge of something at the thought of being out here like this. It was depraved, and perverted, and completely inappropriate…

So why did that thought excite him so much?

Canvas could practically see the gears in Troy’s head turning from his viewing point, which made him bite his bottom lip and groan in pleasure while keeping a hoof on his cock. “So, what do you say? Do you wanna stay out there and be a good little birdie for me?~”

Troy’s head was still pointed up at Canvas, but his eyes darted around one last time to make sure nopony snuck up on them during this one-sided discussion. After a few seconds of long, lingering silence, the gryphon made his decision with a deep and shaky breath…

With his rear still in position, Troy lifted his tail aside in reluctant agreement and nodded his head feebly.

“There you go…” Canvas’ stroking started to become more pronounced, with his hoof sliding up and down the full length of his shaft in fluid motion. After peering around briefly and seeing nothing but clear skies, Canvas looked down at his willing mate and made his first order. “Now, I wanna see you use one of those talons on yourself~”

Troy’s body twitched while he breathed out in a feeble shudder. However, the gryphon still brought back one of his claws sheepishly. As his talons brushed against the wet fur on his rump, Troy closed his eyes with a nervous breath as his blush deepened. At any moment, somepony could come by and see what he and Canvas were doing, and he would be exposed as being some sort of pervert. But at the same time, that thought only made his heart pound harder in his chest while one of talons came to his tailhole.

Canvas may have been keeping his eyes and ears open to make sure the coast was clear, but he still made sure to watch his gryphon intently as the tip of that talon began to sink inside Troy's supple pink flesh. An inch or two slid in with ease due to the water coming down over him, but the sound of the faucet was soon overshadowed when Troy let out a faint and withheld moan through gritted teeth. Canvas could see the talon slide in deeper, making Troy’s tailhole start to stretch open once more. Even though he knew Troy wouldn’t be able to take the whole talon without risking injury, Canvas still enjoyed seeing how embarrassed the gryphon looked while a third of it pushed inside of him.

“Mmmm…” Canvas kept his lip bit as his strokes moved at a faster rate. A tiny strand of pre began to roll down his shaft slowly, and was soon picked up by the pony’s hoof and rubbed along the pale aqua flesh. Along with the milky white fluids seeping from his cocktip, his own building musk was beginning to waft around Canvas and make his lust deepen. But despite his aroused state, the stallion still kept himself as a lookout while his boyfriend fulfilled his task obediently. “That’s right,” he muttered while panting between his words, inhaling more of his own scent in the process. “Just… just stretch yourself out for me…”

Troy’s eyes were tightly shut as he continued to tease his hole with the talon, letting it slowly move in and out of him. By now, he was completely entrusting Canvas with making sure he wasn’t seen by anyone in this state. His toes clenched together tightly at the realization of how helpless he was, not to mention how hot that fact was making him. He tried his hardest not to groan out any louder in pleasure at the risk of being heard; unfortunately, his decision to bring the tip of a second talon towards his hole was enough to make him blurt out an involuntary, “G-Gah! Mm… Nnnnnnnnn~”

As soon as that second talon begin to squeeze in, the gryphon’s whole body writhed at feeling his sensitive flesh stretch out even more from the added tension. But at the same time, Troy felt a surge of adrenaline racing through his veins from doing such a thing. While he hated to admit it, exhibiting himself for his coltfriend’s domineering pleasure was actually exciting him in a depraved sort of way. He grunted while sliding that second talon in deeper, since it was becoming harder due to how tightly his flesh was wrapping around it. Regardless, by the time it slid a third of the way in like the first, Troy felt like was stretching himself out even more than he did with that plug.

And that thought was just making him closer to the edge.

By now, his head was pressed hard against the ground while moaning in strained creaks. His feathers were fully ruffled out as he soaked in the shameful pleasure of what he was doing in front of his stallion. It wasn’t just the fact that he was following Canvas’ lustful demands like some sort of submissive pet, but doing so in such a risky location was just making him more riled up. He hasn’t even touched his own cock yet, but the gryphon’s talons were dangerously close to his prostate. Knowing how close he was to cumming already, Troy moved his talons in and out to inch him closer to climax, edging that point while waiting for Canvas to finish first.

Canvas’ eyes were constantly looking between his surroundings and the gryphon below him, but they were also half-lidded while blushing deeply. His breaths were coming out rapidly, with every third exhale being accompanied by a weak moan while stroking his cock furiously at the sight. Drops of pre were either dribbling down his now slicked-down shaft, only to be picked up by his matted-down hoof, or they were flung off from the tip as more of the musk permeated through the room. Canvas was so close, but part of him wanted to see how far this could go. He wanted his gryphon to keep going for as long as he could, just to know how long this sort of thing could last.

As he watched Troy continue to use himself so lewdly, Canvas’ thoughts began to creep in while stroking. What if somepony showed up before either of them finished? How would Troy react if he knew in advance? Would he try to speed up and finish, or would he stop immediately? Would Troy even think to stop if he knew? Or perhaps… maybe a part of him wanted that fear…

Maybe he wanted to be caught.

Canvas’ mind was clouded with overwhelmingly impulsive ideas, but they all seemed to vanished as soon as he groaned loudly and threw his head back. His hindlegs buckled, and he almost fell to the floor from how intensely his body pulsated from his pent-up orgasm. The stallion’s cock throbbed especially hard, sending multiple surges of his cum to spurt out in sticky ropes that splattered along the wall underneath his window. His body spasmed while he gripped the windowsill as tightly as he could with his free hoof, struggling not to fall down with how hard his legs twitched and shook at the knees.

Troy’s ears twitched at the sounds of Canvas’ cute-sounding groans, making him realize that he most likely finished first. One of his talons accidentally slid in a little deeper, making the gryphon gasp loudly from feeling it press against something very soft and familiar inside of him. As soon as the tip of his talon touched his all too sensitive prostate, the gryphon’s body seized up as he felt that wave of electrifying pulsations ride through his body. His muscles all tensed in unison, leaving him unable to even cry out audibly as his cock throbbed and shot out a tremendously long stream of his seed.

Regardless of whether or not he was able to keep himself from finishing before Canvas, Troy just kept his talon pressed hard against his prostate as he rode his orgasm with a lingering shudder that made his entire body freeze up in tantalizing bliss. The only thing that was able to escape his beak was a very faint a shaky wheeze, all while his cock spasmed from the remaining spurts of his cum like a leaky faucet. By the time he finished cumming, the gryphon was lying underneath the shower in a half- groggy daze while several of his muscles continued to twitch. He used the remainder of his strength to pull his talons out in a smoother motion than his toy, and his claw dropped to the grass in an ungraceful flop.

By the time his cock made its last few throbs to empty his built-up load, Canvas shuddered from feeling such an intense orgasm. Although, despite his reeling afterglow, part of his conscience pondered whether that was from seeing what his boyfriend did for him, or because of those last few thoughts that crept into his mind at the point of climax. As he panted heavily, his eyes immediately looking back up to the skies to make sure nopony flew past. Canvas couldn’t help wondering why those questions seeped into his head during such a cloudy state of arousal. But since he was already riled up by that time, it was probably just some impulsive thing to set him over the edge. Definitely not something he wanted to do to his boyfriend for real.

Canvas’ ears instantly perked up and twitched, and his eyes shot wide open. Since Troy was still under the running shower and groaning faintly, the stallion was the first to hear the faint flapping of wings from the distance. He had no idea what direction it was coming from, but he was frantic enough to pull his head out of the window and say in a panicky hiss, “Troy! Someone’s coming, get up!”

Even in the afterglow if his shameful orgasm, Troy heard his coltfriend clearly enough to instantly shoot up and stand under the still cascading water. Despite how badly his muscles ached from such a sudden change of position (especially after so much stimulation), the gryphon snatched his soap and rubbed it along his body as frantically as he could, hoping to avoid any suspicion from anypony passing by. After a few seconds of heavy breathing, along with the water going over his head to mat his feathers back down, the build up of suds along his midsection made him look convincing enough while hearing some knocks from the door.

“Hello?” Derpy’s familiar-sounding voice made Troy exhale in a nervous shudder, shocked that he was so close to being caught by her of all ponies. Nevertheless, he then heard the door open before the mailmare said, “Oh hi, Canvas. I started my shift early, so I wanted to drop off your mail.”

Canvas, who still looked rather flustered by his blush and the sweat matting his fur, kept a smile on his muzzle while replying to her. “Oh, it’s n-no problem at all, D-Derpy. I was just…” As he spoke, he was frantically wiping his hoof clean with a towel he picked up from the hamper on the way to answer the door. “... j-just working out.”

One of Derpy’s brows raised in surprise. “Really? This early?”

Canvas’ nervous grin widened, making him show far too many teeth while nodding quickly. “Y-Yes!” he blurted while his hoof stayed wrapped with his now dirty towel. “It… it helps to get that d-done earlier in the day, you know?”

Derpy paused for a brief second, but shrugged her shoulders before reaching into her mail bag. “Oh, alright then!” Her muzzle came out of the bag with the envelopes addressed to the home. “Hewe oo guh,” she said cheerfully while the mail was kept in her mouth.

Canvas didn’t mind one bit as he used his clean hoof to retrieve the mail, and nodded back at her with a smile. “Thank you very much.”

After giving him his mail, the mare waved a hoof goodbye and began to make her leave. As soon as Canvas closed the door, his sigh came out like a reversed gasp when he slumped down on the floor in stunned exhilaration. Given what he and his partner were doing, it was practically a miracle that they weren’t caught by the mailmare during her route. And while that fact was fairly titillating to the aroused mind, it was also beyond stupid in retrospect.

But still, the stallion caught his breath before getting up to check on his partner. The kitchen window was right beside Troy’s shower on the ground floor, so the stallion was quick to open it and ask to him, “Troy! Are you okay?”

Troy was now showering for real this time, with most of his body now soaped up and under the water for a quick rinse. Of course, his face was still a deep shade of red as he nodded nervously back at his coltfriend. “Y-Yeah,” he muttered faintly, his eyes barely able to even look at the pony in embarrassment. He cupped a large amount of water into his claws and brought it to his face for a much-needed scrub.

Canvas winced as he looked around through the window, his logical state of mind slowly returning alongside his feelings of guilt and regret. “Troy, I’m so sorry,” whispered the stallion when he peered back at Troy shamefully. “I didn’t mean to put you in that spot, I was--”

“N-No!”

Canvas reeled his head back a little, clearly surprised by Troy’s interruption. The gryphon looked surprised as well, but his wide-eyed expression was pointed to the ground for a brief moment before regaining his breath. His blush was lessening, but a noticeable amount was still on his cheeks as he looked towards Canvas while rubbing the back of his head. “I-I mean... “

To be honest, Troy wasn’t completely sure why he stopped his coltfriend’s apology so quickly. Even though he didn’t want to make Canvas feel guilty about using him like that, he knew that wasn’t the reason. As the feathers on his head began to ruffle outward a little while scratching, Troy’s eyes peered away from the pony before adding, “I… I would’ve said something if… if I didn’t want it…”

The last part of that admission was enough to make Troy’s feathers plume out fully once more. Meanwhile, Canvas just widened his eyes in a mix of surprise and slight relief. His head tilted when he asked, “Wha… Wait, really?”

Troy’s heavy blush was returning, and was evident even under the heavy shower. His head pointed away from Canvas, but the gryphon still nodded his head feebly. “Y… yeah,” he confessed in a sheepish voice which could barely be heard over the running water. “It… It reminds a bit of that theater thing… a-a-and…”

With the way Troy’s face was turning more bashful with each passing second of silence, Canvas was starting to connect the dots. His brows slowly began to raise, and his previously worried expression turned an intrigued glance. While looking the gryphon up and down, the corners of Canvas’ muzzle began to curl up wickedly. The stallion narrowed his eyes on Troy’s nervous face as he asked in a slightly teasing tone, “Troyyyy… What do you want to tell me?~”

Canvas’ tone of voice was enough to make Troy’s face feel a lot hotter, even while underneath the freezing cold water. His beak clicked repeatedly, and his eyes stayed firmly away from his grinning boyfriend at the window. Even though he was petrified at actually answering him honestly, the gryphon couldn’t stop thinking about what was running through his perverted mind. And with the way his heartbeat was rising again, Troy also knew what he was wanting to say…

“... I…” Troy’s eyes shut tightly, and his pause was emphasized greatly by the nervous swallow he made while looking away from Canvas. After a couple seconds, Troy took a deep breath and reopened his beak meagerly.

“... Iwouldn’tminddoingitagain…”

Even with how nervous Troy looked while making that admission, Canvas could barely keep from giggling to himself with a wide smile on his blushing face. Of course, the stallion still tried to keep that to himself before saying, “Well, I can’t say I’m that surprised. Nice to know that movie theater thing really wasn’t a one-time moment.”

Troy cringed a little from that memory, but not enough to really see that as a bad thing. “Y-yeah, I guess…” After taking a more calming breath out, the gryphon finally looked back at Canvas with a small smile on his face. “Ummm, thanks for making sure Derpy didn’t see me like that.”

Canvas just rolled his eyes with a cheerful sigh, “Oh, come on! Do you really think I wouldn’t have? Give me a little more credit than that.”

“No, I do,” assured Troy with a claw raised at him. “Believe me, I do trust you. It was just a big thing and I…”

Troy’s beak tightened shut for a couple seconds, and his expression turned more bashful before finishing his statement. “And… I’m really glad to have someone I can trust like that, you know?”

Canvas’ eyes widened, and it was clear from his blushed smile that he was touched by what his boyfriend said. “Awwww!” He then left the window and shouted out for Troy to hear, “You stay there!”

Before Troy could ask why, Canvas rushed out of the house through the side door. Without warning, the pony ran up to Troy underneath the shower to give him a caring hug. “Oh, Troy! You’re so--OOOOHHH!!!”

Due to the fact that Troy’s shower was completely freezing, Canvas’ fur stood on end in the few brief seconds it didn’t get matted by the water. Troy just laughed at the shivering pony’s reaction, but still wrapped his forelegs around him to return the hug and give him some body heat. “It’s alright, Canvas. You’re really sweet too.”

Canvas gave a cheeky smile up to his mate while pressed against his wet chest. Of course, that shaky smile lessened a bit as he asked, “Ummm… T-T-Troy? Could y-you t-t-turn on the hot water, p-p-please?”

“Oh! Right!” Troy quickly lifted a claw to grip at the lever right beside the shower head, and soon the water began to change from blistering cold to a pleasantly warm temperature. As soon as the change was evident, Canvas sighed with his eyes closed while nuzzling the gryphon’s chest lovingly. Troy did the same as he rested the bottom of his chin on top of Canvas’ head. As the water cascaded down the two, the couple savored the silence for over a minute before either of them said anything.

“Hey, Troy…”

“... What?”

“Well… when do you think you’ll… be ready?”

…

“After work.”

Author's Notes:

Alright, guys! I hope you like this new edition to my story. Sorry if it's a little too fillerish, but I wanted something actually set up before getting to Troy's cherry being popped. Plus, it's nice to write semi-exhibition stuff like this~

Also, I wanna thank my Boyfriend Stormbutt for looking over this chapter for me. Check out his stories sometime because he's really talented.