"Fizzling Magma 4 (AiE; Fizzle, nsfw)"
By Fizzles_Anon (https://pastebin.com/u/Fizzles_Anon)

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Created on: Sunday 14th of July 2013 05:42:18 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 09:47:52 PM UTC


>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