>Soarin walked nervously into the Crystal Emperor's throneroom
 
>He did his best not to let on how nervous he was, but a few tremors started in his wings
 
>He'd done this a bunch of times, but it was years ago, and he hadn't seen *him* in ages...
 
>*he* called Soarin for a contest of sort
 
>"Ah, Soarin'!" a friendly voice called
 
>On the throne sat the Crystal Emperor himself, Shining Armor
 
>Soarin bowed low as fast as he heard
 
>"Your Majesty!" he said, not breaking the bow.
 
>"Oh please, Soarin', you're a Wonderbolt for Celestia's sake!" Shining Armor said.
 
>Soarin' tentative straightened up, seeing Shining Armor get up from the throne and start trotting towards him, a big smile plastered on
his face.
 
>"I came as soon as I got the message, Your Majesty," Soarin' said weakly.
 
>"Yeah, I know," the king said, informally. "And besides, would you *please* stop that 'Your Majesty' crap? You're a Wonderbolt... *And*
we used to hang out in High School."
 
>Soarin grinned, bringing a hoof up to the back of his head to rub his mane.
 
>"Yeah, I suppose we did," he said, still smiling.
 
>The king gave a small chuckle
 
>"Remember that time we broke into the fillies' locker room?" he said, gesturing for Soarin to follow him out of the throneroom and into the hall
 
>"Yeah... And Spitfire bucked you in the mouth?" the pegasus said, remember the occasion fondly.
 
>Shining Armor grimaced
 
>"Yeah, I lost a tooth and cracked another," he said, feeling around in his mouth for the teeth he had magically replanted
 
>"Sorry..." Soarin said, not sure if he'd gone too far.
 
>"Why should you be?" Shining said, continuing down the hall of many doors. "You got the worst of it. She bucked *you* in the balls!"
 
>Soarin winced at the memory
 
>"Yeah... My left nut has never been the same," he deadpanned.
 
>The king burst out laughing, and moments later, so did the wonderbolt.
 
>"I seem to remember you having a certain thing for stormball players!" Soarin said, laughing raucously
 
>"Something about them just makes my boner cut diamonds," the king replied, chuckling
 
>They finally arrived at a door, which Shining Armor magicked open and let them in
 
>Once inside he closed the door, and as soon as it did, Soarin knew what was going on.
 
>"Just like old times, then?" he said, grinning.
 
>The smile dropped from Shining's face
 
>"Oh, God, she's a bitch, you have no idea," he moaned. "'Shining do this, and Honey do that~' I can't stand it!" he said.
 
>"Mares, right?" Soarin said, flopping into the bed. "Can't live with 'em."
 
>it'd been a while since he'd had a good lay, and Shining, as far as he could remember, was the best
 
>"So the word on the street is that you're an infamous colt-cuddler," Shining said casually as he stepped into the attached closet.
 
>"Really?" Soarin said, genuinely curious. Sure, he'd had some flings, but he wasn't sure how much got out to the public.
 
>apparently quite a bit
 
>After a few minutes of idly squirming on the bed, anticipating how much fun this was going to be, Shining Armor burst from the closet
 
>He leapt out from the closet wearing a pair of boxers and pounced on Soarin, who was caught completely unawares
 
>Soarin rolled on his back in defense, his half-erect cock flopping slightly as he spread his legs
 
>"That was quick, Shining!" he said, noting the significant strain Shining's cock put on the silk as the king stood over him
 
>He must be eager
 
>Soarin was eager too, feeling himself stiffen are the mere sight of his old flame
 
>"Not as quick as you, Soary," Shining said, lavishing a kiss on the pegasus's neck. "I've seen you fly; you look like a bolt of lighting up there!"
 
>Shining gave a long, slow dry hump of Soarin's dick
 
>The wonderbolt trembled with pleasure and anticipation as Shining's dick rubbed against his, separated by nothing more than a thin piece of silk
 
>He felt warm, and the silk made him feel so smooth....
 
>Soarin nipped at Shining Armor's ear playfully, pulling back from his lover's crotch, then running himself slowly down his silken shaft
 
>He only game him a light tickle, teasing him with his balls
 
>Shining involuntarily thrust towards Soarin, giving a low moan
 
>"*Please*, Shiny," he said, giggling. "As eager as a schoolcolt, just like always."
 
>He slid himself down the bed so that his head was directly underneath the king's quivering crotch
 
>'Let's see how he likes this,' Soarin thought with boyish glee
 
>He let out a slow breath onto the other stallion's bulge, the heat from his breath sailing right through the silk
 
>Shining moaned in anticipation
 
>"Come on, Soary, just get on with it!" he said impatiently
 
>All in due time
 
>Soarin gave the king's dick a tiny, gentle nuzzle with his nose
 
>"Ahhhh," Shining said, his face screwing up, trying not to cum from the sensation
 
>"Not yet, mister!" Soarin said authoritatively
 
>He wasn't ready to let his love cum just yet
 
>Not for a while yet
 
>He brought his head up to Shining's cock and gave it a little kiss
 
>the king's scepter throbbed; if it wasn't bound under silk, it would have bounced, for certain
 
>"Oooooh," he moaned. "Come *ON*, Soarin!"
 
>Soarin felt empowered, like *he* was the king, here, not Shining
 
>He loved that feeling, feeling his own cock throb in arousal
 
>Soarin brought his hooves up to Shining's flanks, and pulled the silk underwear even tighter around his lover's shaft
 
>The king moaned and quivered, but Soarin didn't so much as touch his cock yet
 
>"Come on, you can do it, little colt," he said in a sultry bedroom voice, his breath teasing Shining's dick.
 
>"Come on, cum for me, Shining," he said, the king grunting in strain as he tried, tried, *tried* to cum, but couldn't
 
>The warmth from Soarin's breath warmed and teased *just* to the point where Shining felt like he was about to orgasm, but he couldn't put himself over the edge no matter how hard he tried
 
>by now, part of Shining's underwear was soaked from pre-cum, oozing from the tip of his cock like a garden hose left on overnight
 
>"Pleeeeaaaassssseeeee, baby," Shining cried. "Just finish me!"
 
>'Not yet,' Soarin thought, reveling in keeping him hanging like this
 
>He brought his lips up to Shining's cock and gave it another kiss, this time languishing on it, stroking his shaft with warm, soft lips
 
>He felt Shining's crotch lurch forward, propelling his silken cock into his mouth, as far as the boxers would allow, which wasn't very far
 
>it was enough
 
>Shining's cock pulsed as he pushed harder and farther into Soarin's face, his belly pushing into Soarin's nose a little rougher than he would have expected
 
>"OooooaaaaaahhhHH!" he cried in anguished pleasure, as his cock pumped its load into the boxers and Soarin finally began to tongue at it through the silk
 
>He kept going until he was spent, and even a little longer, since Soarin shoved his face into his dick, sucking it and licking it like it was the last spring of water in Equestria
 
>He finally collapsed on top of Soarin, his soaking wet boxers finally becoming cold and loose as his shaft shrunk in size
 
>Soarin moved up to kiss his lover on the lips
 
>"How was it?" he asked
 
>"Why are you such a tease?" the king panted
 
>"Because I love you," the wonderbolt replied, embracing his friend and nuzzling him warmly for a few minutes.
 
>Once Shining's afterglow subsided, he regained interest in moving about
 
>He got up off the bed, and instead of taking off the boxers, looked at himself in the mirror
 
>"I wonder what the foreign dignitaries would say if they saw the king like this, with a colt, in ruined underwear," he mused.
 
>"They'd want a piece of the action," Soarin joked, trotting over and caressing him through the silk, laying sideways across his back
 
>the cold, wet material felt soft on Soarin's hoof, and made a shiver run down Shining's back as he remembered how good the pegasus could make him feel
 
>an idea struck the King as his lover lay draped across his back
 
>a glow of magic surrounded his horn
 
>Soarin felt a sudden pressure in his rump
 
>was that...?
 
>the pressure moved a little lower, causing him to buck a little
 
>it was!
 
>"Shining?" he said, his voice quavering.
 
>The king pretended not to notice
 
>the unicorn's magic moved up and down, side to side, hard to soft, all playing and teasing at Soarin's spot
 
>"Oh, goooooooood~" he moaned, feeling his cock get a half-erection, but wanting to go all the way
 
>He ground himself against Shining's flank, his half-limp cock only getting tantalizing tickles from his lover's body; he wasn't hard enough to get much pleasure from dry humping, but his body wouldn't let him stop
 
>"Oh god, Shining, please!" he said, holding onto the unicorn's back for dear life as his back legs gave out from the sudden pleasure
 
>The king only smiled cheekily
 
>"Aaaah, AAAAH!" Soarin gasped, his ass gyrating as if if trying to get a better angle, but Shining's magic pressed him in all the right places
 
>He felt like a quivering, gelatinous mess, but he hadn't even cum yet
 
>he'd gone far past the point where he felt like, no, he *knew* he was going to cum, but he just needed that *tiny* little push over the edge....
 
>And just like that, Shining's horn stopped glowing
 
>Soarin felt empty, like something vital was ripped from his body
 
>he felt like he was drowning, and needed air
 
>He was right there; *SO* close
 
>he *NEEDED* to cum, RIGHT NOW
 
>"Oh god, Shining, please, please!" he wailed, begging his lover
 
>"Just finish me, please! God, everything above, please!" he cried, squeezing his ass muscles and wigging his flanks in the futile hope the magic would return
 
>the mere memory of the pleasure he'd been in made its absence seem like torture
 
>Shining looked back at him in the mirror, seeing his pathetic form clinging to his back with the feeble strength of a stallion made weak by love
 
>"Come on, now, Soary, come on," he said, a cruel tone in his voice. "Cum for your king."
 
>Soarin wanted to
 
>he was trying, really trying, but there was nothing he could do
 
>He almost slipped into tears as his cock deflated and the hot tightness in his bottom faded away
 
>It just wasn't fair, it just wasn't fair
 
>"I'm better at it," Shining said in a small, but confident voice
 
>"What?" Soarin said, still feeling for all the world like Celestia had shown him heaven and then sent him back to live on earth
 
>it was like Shining had given him a drug and took it away
 
>A smug smile showed on Shining's face
 
>"I'm better at teasing than you," he said, a little pride creeping into his tone
 
>"Oh, Shiny, you win, you win!" Soarin cried, scrambling to his hooves and pleading with the king
 
>"You're better than me! You're better than me at EVERYTHING! Just please, pleeeeeeaaaase, *pleeeeeease* take me back there!" he whined, stamping his back hooves in vain hope that the glorious feeling would return to his prostate
 
>"That's my boy," Shining said happily, his horn glowing again
 
>it didn't take as long as before for Soarin to get to the point of rapture, having gotten so excited before
 
>He started to feel good again, swinging his ass and buckling his hips in pleasure, he gave Shining Armor a long, deep kiss on the lips
 
>He felt Shining press down, hard, and he felt warmth spill all over his belly and onto the floor
 
>he didn't care, Shining was here, and Shining fucked like a god
 
>"Oooooh, eeeeaaaaaah!" soarin moaned, unable to control himself
 
>his hips swayed, and he felt like he was about to go over the edge for the second time...
 
>and shining stopped again
 
>he had a brief moment of panic and disappointment, but after a moment, Shining put the pressure back on and Soarin was brough up to the point of climax once again
 
>'He's too good at this,' Soarin thought, with the only rationality he had left in his mind during the endless assault of ecstasy
 
>Just as that occurred to him, he was send over the edge, with Shining pulsing and moving the magic *just* right such that it pressed Soarin where it felt best
 
>"Ohhhhh.... Hooooooooh..... HAAooooooh!" Soarin uttered, in something betwixt a cry and a moan, his lungs completely giving themselves to spasms as warm throbs of pleasure wracked his body
 
>He felt his seed drip out onto the floor, and he made weak humping motions, feebly trying to pleasure the stallion that wasn't inside him
 
>As his orgasm began to fade and he regained nominal control over his faculties, he looked up at Shining Armor with big, pleading eyes
 
>Shining kissed him deep on the lips, and gave one last long, stroking push with his magic
 
>Soarin's back legs completely buckled in pleasure, falling down into the puddle of his precum and semen
 
>he writhed there for a moment, painting the floor with his fur and juices, before he fell on his side and curled into the fetal position
 
>"You win," he managed to whisper, after a few minutes.
 
>"I always do," Shining said, his magic aura fading
 
>After a couple of minutes, he gave Soarin a light kick in the leg
 
>"Come on, let's get cleaned up. There's a stormball game at 6. I've got the good brew," he said.
 
>Soarin couldn't help but laugh
 
>King though he was, Shining was always going to be his best friend