Ignoring the struggles of my toy, I walked around to the side of the bed to give him a better view of what was in store. His eyes grew wide and the pupils contracted to pinpricks. I smiled softly and stroked his cheek, and I think he actually started to whimper.

‘Don’t do this Kinky. He’s our friend, and he doesn’t want to play anymore. He wont like us, and wont come to our parties. He wont even want to be our friend. You remember how sad we got the last time we thought we lost our friends?’

Can it, Pinkamina. You were the one that got all sad and crazy with the rocks and turnips. I wanted to tie Dashie up and play rodeo. But NOO! You had to be all mopey and angry and stuff. This is my party, my rules, so back off!

'Miss mopey-pants has a point there Kinky. It’s not fun if we force him. If he’s not having fun, how can we have fun? A party isn't a party if everypony isn't having fun!’

Gah! Both of you shut up! I’m not forcing anypony...

The split second it took to have my little argument went unnoticed by my friend on the bed. I leaned forward and gave him a kiss on the cheek and my most sincere smile.

“You trust me don’t you?” I asked.

He just stared at me, a confused look on his face. Some of the fun was starting to go out of it. I wasn't about to force him, but he just kept staring. Finally as I was about to give up and release him, he closed his eyes, laid back on the bed and nodded.

I let out a squeal of delight and hopped over to the dresser. I wasn't going to try this without some lubrication; I’m not that cruel. A generous squeeze from the bottle of super slick fun jelly, and the fun was ready to start. The vibrations from the toy were already starting to scramble my brain, and I wanted to start before I hit my first climax of the session.

Draxy still had his eyes closed, and he looked resigned. “Relax Draxy! I’ll be gentle. At first.” I giggled, and saw him roll his eyes.

Slowly I started to penetrate his nether hole, and I saw him biting down on the gag as he tried not to tense up. It was so funny, that I had to hold back another giggle.

“Seriously, you gotta relax or it wont be any fun at all. C’mon, what’s a little prostate massage between friends?”

With a mighty dramatic sigh, I felt his body go limp. Good. He has some self control after all. Or maybe he has had a prostate exam before? That made me want to laugh harder.

Slowly sliding in, I managed to get most of the toy in on the first try. He was still rather impassive as I started to thrust. As he relaxed into the game, I slowly increased in speed, as my own climax was nearly there, and I moaned aloud. This seemed to turn him on, as he cocked an eye at me, and smiled through the gag. The sounds I was making worked more than the prodding I was giving him, and he almost seemed to laugh as I whinnied my orgasm and flooded the sheets with my juices.

Now he seemed to be getting into the game, and his body was responding to my attentions. His own colthood started to rise again and he seemed to be moaning as he chomped the gag. I picked up speed, leaning forward to take his member into my mouth. I massaged his head as I massaged his prostate, and he squirmed even more as I pumped for all I was worth. Faster and harder I kept a steady rhythm as waves of bone-shaking vibrations flowed through both of our bodies from the magical phallus. I could tell he was near to blowing, as my own pleasure started to peak, and another soul shattering orgasm threatened to wipe my mind free of all thought.

Just as I was about to blow, I felt him tense and pulled back my head in time to dodge the new fountain of seed. I thrust a few more times as my own climax overtook me and made my whole body spasm. The mind melting sensation made me collapse and fall forward onto my lover, as we both gasped in our mutual release.

The vibrations at this point were starting to become unpleasant, and I slid out of both my partner, and the harness. Triggering a quick release on the restraints, I stumbled around the bed, my brain still reeling, and collapsed on top of my new best friend. Gently I reached up and unsnapped the hoof restraints and pulled off the gag to kiss him.

“See? now that wasn’t so bad, was it?” I panted, still out of breath.

“Pinkie, I love you, and that was kinda fun, but don't ever do that again.” He panted out, and kissed me deeply.

It was a moment of eternity as the kiss washed away all doubts.

‘He loves us?’
‘He loves us?’

Yes! He loves us. And we love him, don't we?

“I know you love us, Draxy. That’s why we didn't make you wear the gimp suit this time.”

He blinked in surprise. “Wait, what? Who’s We?”

I shut him up with another kiss, and he quickly forgot our little slip up.