A few hours after the amazing dinner was consumed, Troy was downstairs getting himself prepared. Meanwhile, Canvas was in their bedroom and seated in the middle of the nest anxiously. Even after getting a lot of candles lit along the walls to set the mood, the stallion still felt anxious about what he and Troy were going to do. Heck, making a small dinner was supposed to be enough to quell the pony’s nerves, but that just ended up with him cooking enough food to give them leftovers for the rest of the week.

So now, Canvas was just trying to keep his nerves in check while waiting. His hind legs kept clenching together anxiously, but it didn’t help with the discomfort the stallion was feeling from being so pent-up. Canvas’ mind was swimming with thoughts about how the two could go about this, but he honestly had no real idea how how it could go. Even though he figured this was something the two should go about naturally, the last thing that he wanted was for either of them to make any huge mistakes.

Meanwhile, Troy was just as nervous as the pony upstairs. He was breathing deeply while looking at himself in the bathroom mirror and leaned against the sink with his claws. With the help of that magazine he bought a while back, the gryphon was able to get himself fully prepped without much issue. Nevertheless, it was his thundering heartbeat and overwhelming nervousness that was keeping Troy from leaving the bathroom in that moment.

His eyes closed while he tried to talk to himself through the mirror in a shaky tone of voice. “A-Alright Troy, just… just t-try to calm down…”

Troy’s claws gripped the porcelain of the sink tightly, and he gulped while his mind kept feeling flooded with building thoughts and expectations how how this should go. But despite how freaked out he was getting, he also knew without a doubt that he wanted this. After taking a couple breaths, he exhaled deeply and reopened his eyes. Despite how hesitant the gryphon’s reflection looked, Troy nodded to himself confidently before leaving the bathroom.

Canvas had his eyes closed when he heard the bathroom door open, and he breathed in as he tried to get into the right mindset. His lips pursed tightly shut, and he tried to envision how Troy looked earlier that morning. He imagined that nervous, blushy face of the gryphon’s when he sprawled himself out in public. He recalled how meek and feeble Troy’s voice sounded when he admitted how much he enjoyed it. And as he heard Troy’s paws stepping up the stairs, all that Canvas could think about was how that gryphon was going to act when he takes more than just a couple of his own talons…

Canvas reopened his eyes just as Troy reached the top of the steps, seeing that his face was as red as a cherry tomato. After exhaling briefly, the stallion put down his blanket and stood up in the nest. Troy stopped for a moment at the entryway of the loft, his head slightly lowered in growing sheepishness. Canvas was sure he felt just as nervous as his boyfriend did, but he was still able to keep his pose upright and confident in comparison to the gryphon’s timid hunch. Of course, at realizing how he may have appeared to Troy, the stallion felt a brief jolt of adrenaline that he tried to take advantage of with a raise of his hoof.

The stallion motioned for Troy to come hither with his hoof, and said in a surprisingly clear voice, “Come over here, Birdie~”

Troy sucked some air through his beak from hearing that teasing tone, but still obeyed as he quickly walked over to the nest. As soon as his first claw pressed down on the soft bedding, Canvas lunged forward and grabbed the gryphon’s head with both hooves for a daring kiss. The stallion’s lips pressed hard against the edges of Troy’s beak, and was quickly followed by Canvas’ tongue going inside to claim the gryphon’s mouth dominantly. Troy was taken aback for a split second, but almost instantly responded with a hearty kiss back. He kept himself in place as the pony took hold of him, and he let Canvas’ thicker tongue press hard against his own and claim as much as it could.

“Nnnnnnnnn…” The kiss continued for a long while, with Canvas’ grip becoming more dominant the longer he held the gryphon in his place. His tongue went inside every crevice of the beak between muffled moans, like he was marking it with his saliva to take as his own. By the time he finally stopped, both of them had to gasp heavily for breath due to how intense the stallion’s tongue ravaging became. Troy was deeply blushed, but it was clear it wasn’t from being so winded. Canvas still had his hooves around Troy’s head, and was actually gripping the feathers on his neck; needless to say, it was clear that most of the pony's nervousness was gone after taking that first step.

“You better hope you’re ready, Troy-Boy~” growled Canvas lustfully before pulling Troy to throw him into the nest. The gryphon fell on his back on the lush bedding, and stayed in that position while looking up at Canvas with a feeble expression on his overwhelmed face. Even though everything felt like it was happening so quickly, the throbbing erection between Troy’s legs was enough proof that it wasn’t too much for him. In fact, the shaky smile that appeared on his beak while panting made it clear how much he was enjoying this kind of treatment.

Canvas grinned wide back at him, and decided to set the tone of the night right with something he placed just out of sight from the nest. The stallion picked up a small wrapped item from the floor, which Troy recognized instantly after it was tossed over to him. “Put that on,” ordered Canvas as he slowly walked over to him with his erect stallionhood on full display.

Troy nodded eagerly, and got the package for the beak sheathe open as quickly as he could. With much better ease than the first pair he wore, the gryphon wrapped the rubber lining along the edges of his beak, leaving it to look like a coat of luscious red lipstick was just applied to him. Canvas positioned himself directly above the subby-looking Troy, with each of his hooves positioned around the sides of the gryphon to make sure he stayed secure. After the beak sheathe was applied, Troy looked up at Canvas with a nervous, but still more than willing grin before opening his beak wide.

Canvas stepped forward a couple steps further, allowing his cock to stand just a couple inches from the gryphon’s face. The musk coming off it was especially strong, especially with a large glob of his milky white pre emerging from the tip. Troy breathed in a large amount of the pony’s scent while that stallionhood was in front of him, leaving his exhale to come out as a fragile moan. Troy’s eyes were half-lidded while gazing at the sight, and it wasn’t long before he closed his eyes and brought his tongue out towards Canvas’ member.

His tongue dragged up the slit of the pony’s cock, picking up that drop and making him moan from the unique texture and taste. The salty bitterness of Canvas’ seed was downright intoxicating, especially when combined with the musk that was being breathed into the gryphon’s lungs. Troy’s beak opened wider as he pulled his face in closer to the stallion’s waiting appendage. And with an approving shudder from the pony above him, Troy managed to get the head of that thick cock inside the tight confines of his open maw.

“Mmmmmm…” Canvas groaned deeply in pleasure as he felt the head of his cock become enveloped inside Troy’s beak, but he tried to keep his voice dominant as he said teasingly, “You… you like that, Birdie?~” He moved forward a little more, pushing his his length further back into the gryphon’s drooling mouth. “I… I can only imagine how tight you’re gonna be back there~”

Troy closed his eyes and struggled to moan with his coltfriend’s member shoved in his beak. Regardless, his beak's grip tightened around Canvas’ cock as he began to suck on it slowly. His head tried to move along what length he could fit inside of his mouth, and his tongue slid around the bottom to taste even more of the pony’s throbbing flesh. Before he could even think to move his claws up to get a better grip around the pony, Troy’s eyes widened when he felt Canvas’ hoof grip the back on his head. The pony eyes were as tightly clenched shut as his teeth, and he used his hoof to forcibly move the gryphon’s head back and forth to make more pronounced bobs up and down his cock.

Troy almost gagged the first couple times he felt the head of Canvas’ cock reach the back of his throat, but his eyes slowly rolled back as he became used to the feeling. He was reminded of the last time he gave oral like this, and the realization that Canvas was actually doing this to him made his heart flutter in excitement. He didn’t make a single movement, and just took that cock as it repeatedly rammed itself into his willing mouth. With each time Canvas’ stallionhood hit the back of his beak, Troy let out a moan as soon as it was pulled away for a brief moment. Right now, Troy honestly felt like his face was being used as a fleshlight for his coltfriend; of course, that feeling just made Troy’s cock even harder while lying back and letting himself be used in that way.

Hearing the gurgled moans his boyfriend was giving off, Canvas almost contemplated finishing inside Troy’s beak like the subby little slut he was becoming. But despite how hot it may have been to envision his gryphon’s face and beak splattered with thick ropes of cum, Canvas knew that he didn’t want to finish that quickly. He wanted to give Troy the treatment he was wanting so badly from him. He wanted to pin the gryphon down, and hear how loud his moans would be while he got himself pounded by his coltfriend’s thick cock.

And most of all, he wanted to see how badly the subby gryphon wanted to bottom for him.

After several more hard pumps of Troy’s face up and down his cock, Canvas pulled back with one hard thrust. Troy coughed a couple times with his eyes nearly tearing up, but he still looked up at his coltfriend with a randy grin while panting heavily. Canvas smirked back down at him, his cock still rock-hard and glistening from Troy’s saliva coating the first half of it. Troy bright a claw up to his face to remove the beak sheathe, but stopped when he heard Canvas say in a dominant voice, “No.”

Troy glanced up at the pony, who was smirking with a shake of his head before adding lustfully, “Keep that on, Troy. I kinda like how girly it makes you look~”

Even though he wanted to be offended by that statement, all that it did for Troy was deepen his blush before nodding with a shaky smile. He put his claw back down, keeping that sheath over his beak like it was a coat of lipstick. After taking a couple steps back, Canvas grabbed the jar of Zecora's lubricant which was sitting on the floor. Of course, his eyes never left sight of the submissive gryphon laying before him, and he said in a heated order that came out in an overwhelmed breath:

“Turn yourself around, Birdie~”

Troy instantly did as he was told, rolling onto his stomach before getting on all fours for his mate. With his heart pounding in exhilaration, the gryphon raised his rear up towards Canvas with his tail flagged to the side. His face was deeply blushed, but he still had an eager smile on his face while keeping himself presented for the pony behind him. Canvas groaned hard at the sight, and it was hard not to use his free hoof to stroke himself to it. “Nnnnnfff… You really want this, don’t cha?~”

With his eyes glued to that cock pointed at his entrance, Troy nodded with a hesitant moan before moving his head back forward. “Y-Yeah~” he moaned guiltily. “P-Please… I want it…”

Canvas leaned forward and petted the gryphon’s raised rump with a hoof softly. “You want what, little Birdie?~” teased the stallion before licking his lips hungrily.

“I… I want your cock,” moaned Troy meekly while his face pointed down at the bedding. His breath came out heavier as he savored his coltfriend’s hoof against his rear. “I want your c-cock, Canvas…”

“Nnnnn…” Canvas bit his bottom lip, and used his other hoof to open the jar of lubricant. “You like having a little stallion over you like this, Birdie Boy?~”

“Y-Yes!” said Troy in a louder and more desperate sounding tone, “Yes I d-do!”

Canvas’ grin widened, honestly loving how this kind of power felt. As he applied Zecora’s lube along the length of his cock, he stroked himself slowly while continuing to rile up his subby gryphon. “You like being called a Little Birdie while I play with you?~”

Troy let out another moan, his heart-rate racing at how much he was loving Canvas’ dirty talk. “Y-yeah…” However, a couple seconds after that answer, the gryphon’s beak reopened to add in a hesitant-sounding voice, “I-I…”

Canvas was just about to apply some lube to Troy’s hole with a hoof, but paused when he heard Troy start to say something. “What is it, Troy-Boy?”

“I… I…” Even though part of him felt insecure with what he wanted to say, a larger part of him felt like it needed to be said. He was loving how Canvas was taking this role, but the gryphon needed to hear him say one little thing. It wasn’t even a huge thing, but it was something Troy wanted out there. “I… I want you to…”

Canvas waited patiently, continuing to pet Troy’s rear while grinning down at him. With his face a deep shade of red, Troy’s feathers unfurled a little before finishing his request in the most timid voice yet:

“I… IwantyoutocallmeChickie…”

Canvas’ brows raised in surprise, and his smirk widened as he asked playfully, “What was that? You need to speak up~”

Troy winced, but his embarrassment was just making him more turned on as he repeated himself. “I… I want you to… c-call me Chickie…”

Troy had no idea why he wanted to hear him say that name so badly, but it was something that sprang into his mind since he first started using those plugs. And now that Canvas was going to give it to him for real, he needed to hear it from his muzzle. Maybe it was just because of the position he was in, but being called such a feminine and embarrassing name was making his heart race at just the thought of it. His head pressed down against his pillow, not wanting to see his coltfriend’s reaction to that kind of request.

Fortunately, Canvas seemed perfectly fine with it as he pressed his lubed hoof against the gryphon’s hole. When Troy gasped loudly at the feel of that cold lubricant on his sensitive flesh, Canvas moved his head down to whisper into his ear lustfully, “Whatever you say…

“Chickie~”

Troy clenched his eyes shut and moaned loudly at that name. It was unbelievably embarrassing, but it turned him on so hard to hear that while laid in this kind of position. While the stallion continued to rub the lube around his waiting hole, the gryphon moved his head up to make a shamefully turned-on, “Yeahhhhh…~”

“Nnnnn…” Canvas rubbed his hoof harder against Troy’s lubed hole, hoping to loosen up the flesh more than it’s been earlier. “You’re such a slutty little Chickie,” growled the stallion while holding the moaning gryphon in place, “wanting to take a thick stallion cock so badly. And still wearing that beak sheathe too~”

Troy groaned out weakly, but still pushed his rear back against his cotfriend’s hoof as he said, “Y-yeahhh… I am…”

“Maybe I should put you in makeup next time,” teased the stallion as he went back to rubbing his own cock with the remainder of the lube. He rested his head on top of Troy’s back, making the gryphon moan out at the thought of the stallion’s full weight that’ll soon be on him. “I bet a Chickie like you would love that. I might even get you a dress and make the look complete~”

“Y-You…” Troy was fully pent-up by now, and he felt like he was about to burst from how badly his balls were aching for release. But still, he kept himself in position as he asked curiously. “D-Do you have one?”

Canvas paused for a moment with his eyes widened, not expecting Troy to ask that question. He blinked a couple times before lifting his head back up and grinning wide with an accompanying growl, “Ohhh… I’m definitely gonna remember you asking that~”

Without warning, the stallion mounted himself on top of Troy’s back. The gryphon involuntarily cried out in pleasure, and he lowered his front half a little more to give Canvas better leverage. As soon as he felt that hot, thick head of Canvas’ head prod against his virgin hole, Troy let out a needy moan. He then heard Canvas’ voice while continuing to talk him up. “Oh, I’m getting you a whole wardrobe, little Chickie,” grunted the pony while getting in position. “I’m gonna dress you up like a little doll for me… L-lots of clothes to make you blush… I might even make you wear stuff outside for a while. You want that?~”

“G-Gaaahhhh!!!” Troy’s mind was hazy with the submissive thoughts that were racing through his head. He could feel Canvas’ cock pressing harder against him, making him cry out in desperate carnal pleasure, “Y-YES!! I doooooo~”

Canvas’ hooves pressed down on Troy’s back, making the pony stand on his hind legs while behind the presented gryphon. He was just about to get himself inside his boyfriend, which made his voice come out shakier with anticipation. “I’m g-gonna make you my… my embarrassed little Ch-Chickie… a-and… and you’re gonna love it!~”

Canvas then pushed himself forward, eliciting a high-pitched cry from Troy as he felt that crown push hard against his tight flesh. Even with the practice he had, the gryphon felt like Canvas was trying to shove one of his hooves against his hole. Regardless, Troy tried to stay in position, and took deep breaths as he felt part of the edge start to press into his rectum slowly.

“Hnnnnggg…” Canvas clenched his eyes shut, focusing on keeping his member on target. One of his hooves came down to grip at his cock, hoping to get a better angle as part of the head slowly sank through the much smaller entrance. Meanwhile, Troy was gripping the blankets of the nest tightly with both claws, trying his hardest not to let that growing feeling of pain become too audible to the stallion. His beak stayed tightly shut while feeling his hole open up bit by bit.

“Gah!” hissed Troy by the time half of the crown sank in through. Even though he didn’t know for sure, it certainly felt like he was being stretched open more now than he did with those plugs. The pain was becoming more intense, and for a brief moment, the gryphon pondered whether or not anything was going to be torn with how much he was being opened. Despite how slowly and carefully he tried to shove the head inside, Canvas was worried that he was trying to get too much in at once. But by the time he felt at least three quarters of his cock head become wrapped in Troy’s flesh, Canvas grunted heavily and readjusted his footing.

“O-Okay…” Canvas paused for a brief second, making the gryphon wince as his hole was kept stretched apart by the angle Canvas’ cock was against it. Canvas kept his hoof tightly in place around his member before saying in a cautious tone, “Troy, I… I’m gonna need you to take a breath, alright?”

Troy could tell what Canvas was going to do, and nodded his head hesitantly before sinking his face into his pillow. His beak clamped down tightly against the edge of it, hoping that the pain of that full head inside of him wasn’t going to be too intense. With his claws clenching the blankets tighter, Troy took as deep of a breath as he could. Canvas paid close attention to how Troy’s back raised from the air going into his lungs, and waited only a second afterward before going for it. “B… Breathe out now!”

As soon as Troy exhaled, it came out as a muffled scream through the pillow as he felt himself be opened further than ever before. The pain was unlike anything he felt like before, with that head pulling his hole apart to make it burn like a hot iron. It may have lasted less than a couple seconds, but the intensity of such a stretch made it feel like an eternity for the poor gryphon, But alas, with a particularly hard push with his hoof, Canvas shoved the remainder of his crown through Troy’s hole with a strained, fleshy pop. “Nnnn… NNNNNNGH!”

For a long moment, neither of them moved after Canvas’ cockhead sunk in through Troy’s flesh. Even though the clenching tightness of it made Canvas feel uncomfortable at first, he didn’t want to risk trying to pull out at that moment. Troy made another, less strenuous cry through his pillow, his muscles burning from taking something that thick at once. But even through the pain, he tried to breathe out slowly through his beak in hopes that his body would relax around that rigid stallionhood.

After a minute or two passed, Canvas looked down at his mate and asked in a light pant, “You… you wanna keep going, Chickie?~”

Troy’s eyes were closed, and he tried to keep his lower half as relaxed as possible while standing in position. But after a couple seconds, the gryphon lifted his head from the pillow with a grunt so he could nod his head faintly. “Y… Yeah,” he said in barely a whisper.

Canvas sighed to himself in relief, happy that he didn’t hurt his boyfriend too badly to make them stop. With a bit lip, the stallion applied more of the lubricant along his shaft before doing anything else. After putting the jar back down, Canvas gripped Troy’s rump hard with both hooves and began to push with a hard groan escaping his muzzle.

Troy hissed through a clenched beak, grunting while feeling that head cram itself further into his insides. The width of the crown slowly pushed further inside of the gryphon, but the shaft was still thick enough for Troy’s hole to wrap around tightly by the time Canvas got another inch inside. But despite how much it felt like the gryphon was clenching around his member like a vice, Canvas shuddered as he slowly got used to the enveloping warmth that was hugging his stallionhood tightly.

Slowly, more of that thick, rigid cock slid inside of Troy. After another inch went in, the gryphon clenched his claws and let out a strained moan. It still hurt to be opened up this forcibly, but the pain was receding enough for Troy to feel a sense of fullness as Canvas pushed in deeper. The stallion’s member was in halfway between the head and the medial ridge, which was just at the point when Troy’s moans started to sound deeper.

“Ah… Gaaaahhhhhh…”

Troy was no longer biting the pillow, and was instead resting his head on its side. Despite how much his face was clenched, it was also accompanied with a heavy blush alongside his ruffled feathers. With every push his coltfriend made to get his cock in deeper, the gryphon moaned out at the feeling of being filled with such a rigid, hot thickness. Part of the shaft was sliding just barely against his prostate, almost teasingly in a way that was making every nerve on his skin tingle with electricity. And with the way Canvas’ hooves were gripping his rear tightly, Troy felt completely helpless as he was being penetrated by the smaller pony.

But man did it feel good~

With one more hard push, Canvas’ medial ridge pressed against the outside of Troy’s hole. The gryphon groaned deeply from the pony’s thrust, but wasn’t complaining as he felt every throb of his coltfriend’s cock deep within his insides. He could hear how deeply Canvas was panting from behind, but he was too overwhelmed to try and turn his head around to see how he was doing. Instead, he just laid submissively while the stallion stayed mounted on top of him. After letting out a small shudder as he felt Troy’s body settling around his member, Canvas exhaled deeply and looked down at his mate with a grin.

“Nnnnnn… I bet you like taking my cock like this, don’t ya?~” Canvas’ heart was racing from speaking in such a tone unlike him, but the sight of his gryphon squirming timidly was enough to make his dominant side really come out. When he didn’t get an immediate answer from his boyfriend, he smacked Troy’s rear hard with one of his hooves. Troy yelped in shock before hearing his coltfriend repeat himself, “I SAID, I bet you like taking my cock like this, huh?!”

“Y-YES!” cried the gryphon in a mix of fear and shameful glee. Even though he was considerably larger than his mate, Troy felt completely at the mercy of the stallion while being penetrated by that thick, throbbing stallionhood deep inside him. He shuddered with his eyes clenched shut while a shaky smile remained on his beak. “Y-Yes I do, Canvas! I… I love it~”

Canvas’ grin widened, and he began to pet the sore spot he made on Troy’s rump with the same hoof. “Who’s a slutty little Chickie?~” he asked teasingly.

Fortunately, Troy learned his lesson and spat out an answer instantly. “I-I am!”

Canvas smacked Troy’s other cheek and commanded, “Say it!”

“I’m a sl-slutty little Chickie!~” he said in a particularly loud moan. His body trembled from the exhilaration and shame, but his cock was hanging between his legs rock-hard.

Canvas gave another smack to make Troy yelp again. “Louder!”

“I’m a slutty little Chickie!”

Another smack was given to his other cheek. “LOUDER!”

“I’M A SLUTTY CHICKIE”!

With that, Canvas pulled back with one fluid motion, leaving only the head of his cock inside the gryphon. Troy’s whole body shook and tensed up at feeling that stallionhood being pulled from his deepest depths. Even with his hole still stretched out, he was left feeling empty without the rest of Canvas' cock inside of him. And as each second passed, that desire to be filled was growing larger in Troy’s mind. He wanted Canvas to shove his cock back in. He wanted his coltfriend to rut him good and proper.

No…

He needed it.

Canvas was standing in wait, his hooves gripping both sides of the gryphon’s muscled hips while biting his lips anxiously. He wanted nothing more than to ram his cock back in and breed his boyfriend like the slut he claimed he was. However, he knew that hearing how badly Troy needed it would be much more satisfying. After only a few seconds, he breathed out in a slow hiss before asking in a shudder, “Now… tell me what the slutty little Chickie wants~”

Troy couldn’t take it anymore. He gripped the blanket hard enough to start tearing it with his talons while screaming out, “I WANT YOU TO RUT ME LIKE A CHICKIE SLUT, DAMMIT!!!”

Canvas made a single, powerful thrust that pounded his cock inside to the medial ridge. With how hard that member plowed into him, Troy’s pained cry was almost inaudible due to how high-pitched it was. The ridge hit hard against Troy’s rectum, but was too thick to go inside. Regardless, that first thrust was also enough to rub hard against the gryphon’s prostate, making his cry turn to a strained moan halfway through. Every one of Troy’s head feathers poofed out, and he was trembling underneath the stallion while savoring that feeling of being filled once more.

With that single stroke from his hips, Canvas’ teeth were tightly clamped as he groaned in pleasure. If this was what it felt like for Troy the first time he was inside of him, then he could definitely see why the gryphon enjoyed topping. The tightness of Troy’s flesh wrapped around his shaft, combined with that throbbing warmth coming from inside, felt infinitely better than anything he could’ve done with his own hooves. His breathing was becoming heavier, and he couldn’t wait before beginning to pull back once more.

Another strained groan escaped Troy’s beak, sounding almost like a whimper as he felt that fullness leave again. But after Canvas’ length was halfway out, he thrusted in hard to pound his ridge against Troy’s entrance once more. The gryphon cried out while lying with his chin on the pillow, but it was clear that it wasn’t a cry of pain or discomfort. It was a cry of guilty elation, like a wordless plea for more as he felt that shaft rub and press against his prostate. Now that he was given this kind of feeling, the last thing that Troy wanted was for his coltfriend to stop.

Fortunately, it was clear from Canvas’ determined grin that he was far from finished.

Slowly, the stallion began moving in and out with a steady pace in his hips. With each motion Canvas made while pushing in, a strained moan escaped Troy’s beak from feeling that stallionhood enter him. And each time his coltfriend pulled his cock back out, the gryphon’s moaning became needier while gripping the bedding beneath him. Canvas could hear the growing enjoyment and lust stemming from his boyfriend’s voice with each thrust, which just made him want to go harder. In a matter of minutes, the stallion was developing a rhythm as he went in and out of Troy in a smooth, pumping motion.

Troy could feel Canvas thrusting at a faster rate, which just made his blush even deeper as he openly moaned out in the bedroom. After all the time he spent envisioning this moment, it felt better than anything he could’ve imagined. The pain may have been overwhelmingly intense, but the feeling of fullness from his coltfriend’s rigid member deep inside of him made it more than worth it. He could feel the smoothness of Canvas’ shaft sliding in and out of his hole, along with each throb it gave off in tandem with the stallion’s racing heartbeat. And as those thrusts started to pound into him harder, Troy’s eyes stayed shut as he thought about how that cock would feel when Canvas reached his peak.

Canvas lowered his hooves from the strain on his forelegs, but continued to thrust himself in and out of the gryphon while his top half laid on top of Troy’s back. Troy’s moans came out louder when he felt the stallion’s hooves wrap underneath his midsection, as well as from the hot breath that constantly panted against the back of his ruffled neck. He could feel how antsy Canvas was becoming with each thrust becoming harder and more frantic than the last; he was breathing in and out of his nostrils like a pent-up stag, desperate to unload his seed while his balls started to tap against Troy’s with a wet, rhythmic smack.

Troy was already getting close, and feeling those swollen balls of the stallion’s slapping against his was making it harder to not come before Canvas. He wanted his coltfriend to unload into him, and pump every drop of his equine cum into his deepest depths. He wanted to be filled to the brim, and have Canvas’ musky seed plaster his insides and leave him properly marked as the pony’s little Chickie. Just the thought of that kind of thing, along with the pounding he was receiving from that massive cock, was leaving Troy in a lustful high as he tried to open his beak shakily. “C-Canvas… p… p-please…”

Canvas heard the gryphon’s voice, but he didn’t dare stop as his thrusts became more involuntary. The feel of Troy’s tight hole stroking his shaft was putting him right at the edge of release, and his nostrils were flaring as he took in Troy’s unique scent up close while riding him. He began to pick up the pace, making the slaps of their flesh reverberate through the room at a faster rate than before. His eyes were clenched shut, and he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer; especially when he overheard Troy yell out in a desperate strain, “P-Please… G… Give…

“GIVE IT TO ME HARDER!!”

Canvas was already at the precipice before hearing that plea, and his teeth clenched tightly shut as he fulfilled his boyfriend’s request. With the last few pumps he had in him. Canvas rammed his member inside with all of his might. He could hear Troy scream out primally, which almost sounded like a pained squawk. But if he saw Troy’s face, he would’ve seen an elated, albeit very strained smile on his beak as his head pointed up to the ceiling with his cries. It only took less than seven hard, powerful thrusts before Canvas felt himself release, which was then followed by a few more pumps into the gryphon while he yelled out and unloaded inside.

As soon as he heard the stallion’s strained cry, followed by feeling that monumental flow of warmth explode inside of him, Troy’s whole body shuddered in nirvana as he came alongside him. Heavy spurts of his cum shot out of his cock as it hung between his legs, splattering all over the bedding underneath him and Canvas. But even as he finished, the gryphon could feel Canvas’ stallionhood continue to throb deep inside of him, along with more of that hot, sticky cum flooding his insides to claim every inch as its own. He wasn’t even aware that stallions could produce that much cum, but feeling it practically pour into his body made Troy’s entire body tingle in depraved pleasure.

Just a few months ago, he wouldn’t have even fathomed being with another male in a way like this. And even after all the time he spent with Canvas before that night, the idea of being in position like the one he was in felt so unlike him. But still, as he laid in tired bliss, the stallion’s member still inside of him as his insides were practically sloshing with thick rivulets of cum, Troy never felt so satisfied or intensely pleasured in his life. Of course, despite how he felt, the gryphon was still trying his hardest not to think about what this meant for him, even though he knew it was true…

He really liked being a bottom.

“HnnnnNNNNNNNnnngh!~” Canvas’ whole body shook violently from the aftermath of the orgasm he just experienced, but he still laid on top of Troy’s back lazily. He let out a shaky sigh while nuzzling the gryphon’s fur with a slightly drooling muzzle. “Nnnnn… You okay, babe?”

Troy was breathing deeply, barely even able to keep his hind end upright while the stallion laid on top of it. Nevertheless, he still waited only a second or two before answering, “Y-yeah… I’m fine…”

Canvas smiled tiredly with closed eyes, and tightened his hooves around the gryphon to give him a supportive hug. “Mmmm… That was amazing, Troy~”

Troy may have been embarrassed to say the least, but he couldn’t help smiling himself while his blush remained. “Yeah, it… it really was…”

Despite how hesitant Troy’s voice sounded, Canvas picked his head back up and decided to ask with a curious glance down at him. “So… What do you think?”

“Wh… What do you mean?” asked Troy in a slightly nervous tone as he tried to turn his head around to peer up at his coltfriend.

“You know what I mean, little Chickie~” purred the stallion with a devilish voice that instantly made Troy’s feathers unfurl again. Even though he could feel himself softening up inside of the gryphon, Canvas still carried a smirk on his muzzle as he said, “I’m just going to ask you this once, and whatever you tell me I’ll believe. But…”

His eyes narrowed on the gryphon before asking in a sensual voice, “Do you think you like this more than topping?~”

Troy’s eyes widened in instant worry, not wanting to give an answer off the top of his head and reveal too much. Of course, the heavy blush on his face seemed to be a good enough answer for Canvas while he chuckled softly. “Come on, Troy. You don’t have to be embarrassed. I can safely say that topping felt absolutely amazing for me~ So why should you feel embarrassed about liking this?”

Troy turned his head away, and only responded with a shameful groan while sinking his face into the pillow. Despite what he and Canvas just did, the idea of actually admitting it was strangely unnerving after it was done.

“Troy, come on,” cooed Canvas as he lowered the bottom of his chin on the top of Troy’s back. His hooves remained tightly around the gryphon to keep both of them in place. “You know I’m not judging you, right? Nopony else has to know. I promise.”

Troy’s blush deepened, although it was hard to see from how hard he was sinking his face away from his coltfriend. Canvas began to nuzzle Troy’s neck once more, trying to reach his muzzle as close to the gryphon’s ears as he possibly could. “Just think it over for a minute, Troy. In the time we’ve spent like this together, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this turned on before. It’s clear that you were really into it, so you don’t have to be ashamed about it. All you have to do is say what you liked, and you’ll feel a lot better about yourself…”

Troy’s body was tensing up in dread, especially when he could feel his beak trembling between open and shut. With his eyes tightly closed, the only warning he got was the feel of Canvas’ breath brushing against his ear before hearing his voice. “Come on…”

Canvas reached as far as he could from his position, and whispered into Troy’s ear as soft and sensually as he could, “Be a good Chickie for me~”

Troy groaned deeply from embarrassment, but his face still lifted from the pillow slowly in response to that teasing comment. His eyes remained shut as he took a shallow breath, and then he exhaled before opening his beak to say meekly, “F… Fine, I…”

Troy inhaled a second time, holding it for a brief moment while Canvas laid on top of him in wait. He exhaled after a few seconds, letting his words come out alongside his forced breath. “I… Ilikedit…”

Canvas smirked while rolling his eyes. “You liked what, Troy? I want you to say it~”

Troy’s beak clamped shut with a pout, but Canvas didn’t say anything about it. Knowing that the pony wasn’t going to let up (especially when he still felt Canvas’ half-flaccid member inside of him), Troy sighed in almost a groan that lasted a couple seconds. “Okay. I… I…”

Canvas held Troy against him even tighter, wanting him to feel secure as he made his admission. Troy’s face scrunched in for a brief second before he exhaled and said, “I like… I like being your Chickie.”

Even though Troy said it rather faintly, Canvas still rewarded the gryphon with a tight hug from behind. “Awwww~ Aren’t you sweet!”

“Canvas, come on!” groaned Troy with a shameful blush while pointing his face away from him. “You’re making me feel weirder about it.”

“Well, weird isn’t the same as bad, is it?” After making sure wasn’t going to make a retort to that statement, Canvas bent in and kissed the side of Troy’s neck sweetly. “It’s okay, Troy. You can like both positions if you want. There’s nothing wrong with it.”

“Yeah, I know. I know…”

Hearing how low Troy muttered that, Canvas sighed and decided to give him some time to think things over. Not wanting to say much else, the stallion settled in against Troy’s back with a smile on his face. “Mmmm… I love you so much, Troy…”

“I love you too, Canvas,” replied Troy without a moment’s hesitation.

Eventually, Troy lowered his bottom half while the stallion was still mounted over him. As the two waited for Canvas to be soft enough to pull out, the pony’s brows rose as he recalled something he said during their sessions. He didn’t want to tease Troy about it when he was already adjusting to liking bottoming, but the stallion couldn’t resist as he moved his head upward and whispered, “Hey… Just so you know, I didn’t forget what you said you wanted earlier~”

“Wh… What do you…” Troy’s voice was already sounding groggy, but it only took a moment of clarity before the gryphon’s eyes shot wide open in realization. Thinking back, it wasn’t hard for him to remember what he agreed to during the middle of their session.

“And believe me, Chickie,” hissed Canvas with a lick of his lips while his muzzle pointed at Troy’s blushed face. “Tomorrow, I’m gonna go back to that store and get you some outfits to wear~”

With that, Canvas rested happily on top of Troy’s back. Meanwhile, the gryphon just laid with a remorseful look on his face. Even though the very thought was making his heart race, he still uttered out to himself, “Oh… shit.”

Author's Notes:

Just so you guys know, I'm 100% okay with taking suggestions for outfit ideas. I already have a few options thought out...