Fizzle X Anon 3

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>Been about a week since you came home from the dragon lands

>Spike keeps begging you to take him with to the griffin bar next time

>He's cute about it but the last thing you need is Twilight kicking your door in with a hungover dragon in tow

>She already has enough of an issue of you two going on your monthly excursions

>After last time, considering maybe skipping the next one

>Its not that Fizzle bothers you

>Quite the opposite really

>You still dream about that blowjob

>You just don't want to to lose a friend if he starts thinking you're using him

>You remember how you felt when Lyra did something like that

>She'd come by all cute and interested in your day

>But really she just wanted you to finger fuck her or give her a backrub

>Strangest bootycalls ever

>Either way, after awhile you felt lousy how she only wanted you around for that

>Moreso when the novelty got old and she stopped visiting

>You're a lot tougher than Fizzle is though

>You shrugged it off, dunno if he could do the same

>For some reason the thought of you breaking his heart really bugs you

>Maybe he just needs a friend and doesn't know that can happen without...favors

>Truth be told, you like him as a buddy

>Drinking with him in the bar was the first time you felt normal since you arrived here

>You didn't realize how much you missed doing stuff like that

>The ponies are fun but its not the same

>Plus they go from 0 to blitzed way too fast

>Fizzle only wanted to be around you

>And deep down, you felt the same

>Why do things need to be complicated?

>Why did he have to be so adorable?

>And why did he have to be so damned good with his tongue...

>Shaking off this jumble of thoughts, you hop into the shower

>Long day of work over, just need to relax now

>You're getting out of the shower when you hear a knock at your door

>Not sure who it is

>Might be an emergency repair or something

>Work for you in Ponyville can be summed up as a hired hand

>Literally, being a biped lets you do stuff for earth ponies a lot quicker than they can

>Not difficult work, just a lot of weird requests at all hours of the day

>Wrap yourself up in a towel

>Prepare yourself to see Big Mac with another busted wagon wheel at your door

>Look through the window

>What the?

>Fizzle?

>He's wiping sweat from his face

>And it looks like he's hiding something behind his back

>Open the door and look at him, puzzled

>"H-hey...Anon...hi! Umm...I like your house! Totally better than a tree or...ya know a cave..."

>Say hi back and stare

>The heck is he doing here?

>"I umm...you left...you left your shirt at my cave and...Umm....looks like you need it so...good thing I brought it right?"

>Your shirt?

>He takes his claws from behind his back and hands it to you

>It's been folded immaculately

>He's smiling and fidgeting

>You realize you're only wearing a towel

>Did he think that was your only shirt?

>You thank him and decide to humor him

>You put it on, and can't help but appreciate the smell of his cave all over it

>Kinda like fresh charcoal from a BBQ

>Smile and say its good as the day Rarity made it

>Fizzle's smile broadens and he closes his eyes, scratching the back of his head

>"Don't...Don't mention it, Anon. What are best buddies for, ya know?"

>He's blushing

>He opens his eyes and you're both standing there

>"So....ummm.....yea...it...still fits you...that's good...I...was gonna wash it but...."

>You nod and thank him again

>Not entirely sure what to do with him, you invite him in

>He nods and comes inside

>Your house isn't anything spectacular

>Couch, coffee table with a few books strewn on it, table and chairs in the kitchen

>Only rooms that are separate are the bed and bathroom

>Ponies don't have TV or internet so you really don't spend much time here so the place is pretty bare

>You tell Fizzle to chill on the couch while you go to your room to finish changing

>He's still smiling when he sits, and it only brightens

>"Wow this couch is comfy, Anon!  I bet your bed is even better....not that I wanna see it...or you...in it or...heh, just saying you like good stuff!  Only the best for my best buddy, I like it!"

>Uh huh

>He looks so nervous maybe half an inch of his rear is actually on the couch

>And his tail is as stiff as a flagpole

>He keeps looking around too, like he's inside a cave full of gems

>And the biggest, juiciest one is under your towel

>You tell him you're gonna finish dressing

>"Oh you don't need clothes....to look good...I mean cause...you're ok the way you are and...umm...err...hahaha just kidding, you go change, Anon, I'll be right here!"

>He crosses his hands in front of his lap and blushes hotly

>Something drips on the rug under him

>You try not to think about it

>But you really need to get out of this towel before he messes up your rug

>The second you shut the door to your bedroom you can practically hear him calling himself stupid from the other side

>Start putting the rest of your clothes on

>You take a little longer than usual to dress and clean up

>You need to assess the situation

>There is a dragon in your living room

>A dragon who wants your cock

>But not in a gay way, of course

>A small part of you wonders how he found your place

>Probably Spike

>How does stuff like this even happen?

>On the positive though, least you have an excuse to get out of the house this evening

>He might be a dragon but if the ponies see you with him they'll be less scared

>Sides you can go out with him, have a good night, then go home

>It'll be good for him to see you can do that without sex

>Show him you're a friend regardless of what he does with his mouth

>And his tongue

>Or how he wiggles his rear while he sleeps

>And sways his tail around

>....dammit, down boy...

>Suddenly wish you were back in your towel

>Keeping things friends only might be tougher than you think

>Re-adjust your pants to hide where your thoughts took you

>Head back into the living room

>Fizzle is exactly where you left him

>He never got comfortable

>Just sat there staring at his feet

>He sees you and brightens up, smiling

>"You..you look good, Anon!  Really umm...handsome!  I mean, I'd totally bang you...IFIWASAGIRLDRAGON!!  But I'm not!  A girl, I mean... just saying...if I was, and you were..."

>You shush him

>He looks slightly relieved

>Flop on the couch, asking what he wants to do

>You catch his eyes go ever so briefly to your crotch before he answers

>Never rob a bank with this dragon...

>"I...I...well...its getting late so....I should head home....ya know...don't wanna be flying in the dark too long..."

>Really Fizzle?  You flew all the way here just to give back a shirt and leave?

>You tell him you'd rather he stuck around and did something with you

>And that he's welcome to sleep over here if it gets too late

>He has the biggest smile you've seen

>..well...minus when he's doing something else...

>You casually rest your hands in your lap

>Smooth, Anon, keeping it platonic already

>"R-Really? Anon, that's so cool, thank you! Bro's night out!"

>He gets really cute when he's happy

>His tail even wagged a little

>Till it brushed your hips, then it shot to the other side of the couch

>But you're still not sure what 'bros night out' is going to amount to

>You seriously doubt he's going to want pick up a mare

>And you'd feel more than a little guilty if you did so in front of him

>The only bar in Ponyville is always filled up said mares and they forget what personal space is quickly

>Probably not the best place to take a dragon

>Even one as harmless as Fizzle

>So you need to do something with a good amount of space, with some cider, that's chill but not too quiet either

>And somewhere you won't have to worry about flirty mares who can't hold their booze

>You ask him if he wants to go bowling

>"Bowling? I...I mean I've never..that sounds fun, yea!"

>You agree and head for the door

>When you reach the doorknob you freeze

>You look out the window then turn back to Fizzle

>You have the most serious face he's ever seen

>He gets a little frightened

>Like you're going to say something that will really cut deep into his heart

>He begins to sweat and look anywhere but at you

>You ask if he ran into a pink pony with balloons on her butt when he was flying to your place

>He looks stunned for a moment, but thinks on it then and says no

>Says he only talked to Spike when he got lost the first time

>Good

>If she knew there was a new anything in town

>Last thing either of you needed was a hundred ponies throwing a shindig with that nutcase in the center of it

>Giving him a nod you finally open the door and--

>On the ground

>Looking up

>You don't remember your ceiling being that pink

>Or have blue eyes

>Or pink mane

>Godfuckingdammmit Pinkie Pie

>Fizzle nearly puts a hole in your roof when he leaps away frightened

>"ANON!!!  Youdidn'ttellmeyouknewadragonwhendidyoumeethowoldishewillhebeherelongwhydidintyoutellmesoIcouldthrowa"welcometoponyvilleforhoweverlongyou'rehere"party!?"

>It doesn't stop

>She's bouncing on your chest

>You see Fizzle wide eyed and slackjawed

>Maybe he understands why you were so adamant about avoiding her

>She takes a break to breathe

>You shout and tell her to be quiet

>She freezes

>You explain Fizzle is a friend of yours and Spike and he's just visiting

>You grab her mouth before she can say anything else

>And continue to explain you two were going to go bowling and there was no need to have a party in your house

>Ponka interprets this as have a party in the bowling alley

>Before you can object she's gone

>Confeddi everywhere

>"Anon....what was that?"

>Fizzle is hiding behind your coat stand

>Poorly

>It's beyond cute

>It kinda made Pinkie's assault worth it just to see him spooked like that

>Plus she briefly scared the lust out of his eyes

>You explain that he's in Ponyville now and that was Pinkie Pie

>And that the rest he'll just have to deal with

>He doesn't look thrilled about that

>You pick yourself up, dust off whatever Pinkie left behind and head out with Fizzle in trail

>Try to talk to him along the way but he's a tough nut to crack

>This time you're definately getting some cider in him

>As cute as his skittishness is, he needs to relax

>Plus the few random ponies looking at him worriedly didn't help at all

>He kept rubbing his arm and walking a little closer to you with every passerby

>You pat him on the back and say not to worry

>They were like that to you when you first got there

>He chuckles nervously but says nothing

>Reach the bowling alley

>You can see Pinkie inside, peeking from behind one of the chairs

>Thankfully the rest of the crowd seems typical

>Maybe Fizzle being a dragon kept her attendance down

>Or maybe Pinkie had an ounce of sense and kept things to a minimum

>Either way you open the door and Fizzle walks in

>The Pink one assaults him with streamers and music

>She pulls Fizzle away and starts dancing with him

>Singing about him being welcome so long as he doesn't scortch the porch

>Not even gonna think about it

>Some of the ponies clap their forehooves and join in

>Not everyday you see an earth pony swing and toss around a dragon twice her size

>Poor Fizzle can't even react he's so overwhelmed

>Quietly walk away before she can pull you in

>Slip to the desk, get a pitcher of cider and rent a lane

>The pony running the register doesn't notice you

>Pinkie just thre Fizzle down the lane

>Strike

>Better make that two pitchers

>He makes it back, stunned, a pointy party hat on his head

>He's holding a pin and his pink eyes are wide

>"Anon...what just happened?"

>Maybe three pitchers...

>Nothing out of the ordinary, you assure him

>You push a full mug into his hand and clink his glass

>He looks unsure of himself but he follows your lead

"This...isn't bad...I like it!  It tastes like...umm...well its good!"

>You agree and take another sip

>He finishes his mug

>Oh boy...here we go

>Pinkie shows mercy and leaves you two alone for the rest of the night

>Surprisingly enough, Fizzle was good at bowling

>He swore up and down he never went before but he kicked your ass pretty thoroughly

>You had a lot more cider though

>That's gotta be it

>And beginners luck

>Stumble outside and take a nice gulp of night air

>Cool and crisp, just the way you like it

>Your shoulders feel heavy though

>And warm

>"Anon....where you going? Not home without me, are ya?"

>Fizzle is hugging you from behind

>Leaning on you and whispering into your ear

>His breath is really warm

>He's really close to your ear...

>You can feel his heart pounding against your back

>Snap out of it Anon

>At least get him home first

>Tell him its time to go home and start to lead the way

>"Oooookaaaaay...just..not fast...slow...I think I had too much...happy...apple...something"

>Nod and--

>You yelp suddenly

>Did he just...?

>Son of a bitch he did

>He slapped your ass

>You look up and he's grinning goofily

>You can smell the cider on him

>And yet his eyes have no problem staying focused on you

>Liquid fucking courage indeed

>"Can we...start now?  The grass is moving...why's it do that?"

>You let him rest on your shoulders and start walking home

>He starts singing Pinkie's welcome song as you walk

>Poorly and off key

>Not sure if those are the words

>Not sure if those even are words

>But fuck it you join in

>It'll make the walk quicker

>And take your mind off his tail

>In your back pocket

>Rubbing your rear through your pants

>Damned lightweight dragon

>Reach your front door

>Start fumbling with the knob

>It wasn't this complicated when you left

>Suddenly something grabs your shoulders

>The world spins for a second

>Your back is against the door

>Fizzle's snout is an inch from your mouth

>You can smell the cider on him

>You remember everything you thought before you left

>About how you need to set boundaries and be his friend

>How he's really fun to be around but needs to relax around you and not feel like he needs to do you favors

>Somehow all that translated to "Kiss him" in your buzzed mind

>Because thats what you do

>Despite everything he's done so far, he doesn't expect it

>His eyes go wide before they close

>Dear god his lips are soft

>And his tongue...it feels better than last time

>You spin the two of you back around, pressing his back to the door

>He goes right back to the submissive dragon you know

>Limp in your arms, his cheeks flushing

>His claws wrap around your back

>Tug at your shirt

>The shirt that got you into this mess

>You need to leave more clothes at his cave...

>You break the kiss

>He's looking into your eyes

>Pure bliss on his face

>"Anon I....you..I mean we.....you're a really good kisser...youthinkwecouldpracticemore?  For...when we have girlfr--"

>You shove your tongue down his throat before he can finish whatever excuse that was

>He lets out a moan, hopefully putting an end to that nonsense

>At least till the morning...

>You reach behind him

>Grab a handful of scaley rear

>Its even softer than you remember

>A touch of blue flame spurts from his nostriles when you grope him

>And something thick and moist begins to press against your thigh

>You really need to get him inside

>Into your bed

>On all fours

>You grab for the doorknob

>The door opens

>You practically shove him in, still kissing him the entire way

>His back smacks into the hallway wall

>His wings expand on impact

>You only get more aggressive, shoving your entire hand under his tail

>It coils around your arm, holding your hand flush against his tight ass

>Forget the bedroom for now

>Right here is good enough

>With your free hand you fumble at your pants

>He gives you a hand, helping you pull them off

>You're at full attention

>He sees you down there and starts to pull away

>You stop him

>Grab his throbbing red length

>Start stroking him

>He breaks the kiss, gasping

>"Ah....Anon...what....are you....ahhh.....!!"

>He starts humping your hand

>You feel it swelling and pulsing with every stroke

>And you're in no way gentle about it

>Spurt of pre lands on your own swollen cock

>Won't be long now...

>Sure enough, he explodes

>All over you and your length

>His body trembles and his knees buckle

>He starts to slip down the wall, panting

>But you're not done

>Pull close to him

>Moan into his ear to get in your bed and be ready for you

>Whatever cloud he was on, your words bring him right back

>He nods furiously and pulls away

>You follow right behind

>He practically dives on your bed

>On all fours, head pressing down into the sheets

>Ass in the air, tail raised

>"Please....please Anon...make me...make me your best dragon...I promise...I won't tell anyone...I won't even look, I swear!"

>You don't even answer

>You'll tell him he's cute later

>Right now you're more focused on giving him what he wants

>You get behind him and your length lines up perfectly with his quivering rear

>He's breathing heavily, the anticipation alone making his cock rock hard against the bed

>And as he promised, he hasn't turned around

>he has no idea when you're going to begin

>You position your coated dick against his pulsing hole

>Covered with hot dragon seed, you slide right in

>He immediately groans, back craning off the bed and flapping his wings with surprise and pleasure

>Holy hell he's tight

>Not to mention warm

>You thought his mouth was hot, his rear is beyond anything you've ever had

>Driven by lust for this feminine white dragon, you start pounding him again and again

>He's digging his claws into your sheets

>Blue fire spews from his mouth, scorching your walls

>You feel the heat against your body

>It only makes you slam into him harder

>You grab his tail and pull him completely against your crotch

>Your cock jams into something even warmer inside him

>He screams out, a guttural moan of passion and release as he finishes again

>All over himself and your bed

>With every pulse of cum from him, his insides clamp down tighter on your cock

>You're vision is blurring from all the effort

>And your room is hotter than his cave

>You can't keep this up

>You tell him you're close

>He begs you to fill his rear with your seed

>That's all it takes

>Your entire body trembles as an entire weeks worth of cum blasts him in the rear

>Your grip on his tail tightens as you pull him down on your crotch again

>Holding him there, making sure he gets ever drop

>A few more weak, ragged thrusts ends one of the most intense orgasms you ever had

>Panting, dizzy, you withdraw your length from his hole

>He clenches down on you as you do so

>You come out completely clean

>Even in your barely conscious state, you're impressed

>Almost mystified

>Once you're free from his rear, you let go of his tail

>Collapse on the bed next to him

>You don't even care you're laying in a pool of warm dragon cum

>He immediately assumes cuddling position

>In the crook of your arm, right to the same spot he loves to fall asleep in

>He drapes his arm over your chest, giving your cheek a peck

>You smile and rest your head on his

>"Th-thank you....thank you Anon...I....had a really good time...tonight..."

>"And I....really like cider...it makes you really awesome...."

>You nod, sleep taking you away from this world

>"And I'm glad...you didn't pull out...It's...really gay if you cum on someone's back...I'm not really into that..."

>You open your eyes

>No he did not just say that

>"We're just....two best bros...helping each other...sleep......yeah...no homo...nope, not at all..."

>Goddammit Fizzle