>Shining pushes his muzzle back into the cup and resumes his noisy lapping of the beverage within
>you glance up from your own cup
"Bro, that's just regular-ass tea with a couple spoonfuls of crystallized honey, shit's dope"
>he takes another thoughtful slurp of tea, savouring it for a moment before swallowing
>"You should teach me how to make that sometime, Bro"
"Nothin' to it man, just chuck half jar of honey in the icebox for a day or two"
>you sip your own tea and gaze pointedly at your bro shiny, who sits across the table from you
>he shifts slightly in his chair as your eyes meet, then he quickly turns his focus back to his teacup
"You said in the letter you sent this morning that you wanted to meet up real soon to talk about something, though"
>you set your own cup down on the saucer in front of you and stare at it, intertwining your fingers and resting your chin upon them
"And I get the feeling that 'something' isn't tea, yeah, Bro?"
>Shiny fidgets again and then lifts his head, trying to look you in the eye
>he succeeds for a brief moment before dropping his head back down
>"Uh... yeah, there was... something..."
>he trails off
>you knew it. you hadn't misread the tone of that letter. that momentary look he just gave you confirmed it
>something was troubling your Bro
>and it was up to you, as his Bro, to help him expose and defeat this inner weakness
>so sayeth the Bro Code
"You know you can talk to me about anything, right Bro?"
>you scoot forward in your chair as you say this, resting your arms on the table with your palms encircling the teacup before you
>Shining gives his own tea a long gulp and then once again attempts to meet your gaze
>he manages to hold it long enough to ask a question before his eyes dart away from yours
>"Really though? I mean... you really are my Bro, right?"
>you are startled. you weren't expecting that. surely he wasn't saying...
"Whoa man, is that what this is about? Of course I'm your Bro!"
>"N-no, that's not what I..."
>he stammers and trails off again before resuming his explanation
>"I need to know I can trust you. Don't just SAY you're my Bro, you know?"
>you push your chair out from under the table and rise to your feet, fist pressed against your heart as you prepare to recite the Broath of Allegiance
>your bro interrupts you before you can begin
>"That's not what I meant, man!"
>you sit back down sheepishly as Shiny takes a deep breath and prepares to speak again
>"Just promise me that nothing leaves this room, alright?"
"Of course, dude. Bro's honour"
>the unicorn exhales heavily, then continues, a pained expression on his horsey face
>"Good. Okay. I didn't know who else to talk to about this, and you're my best Bro and all..."
"It's cool man, lay it on me. I wanna help you, Bro"
>you scooch your seat around the edge of the circular table until you are nearly but not quite sitting next to your Bro
>nudging his own chair around to face towards you, he appears to be steeling himself for what he has to say
>both of you remain silent for a few moments
>the only sound you register is the living room clock punctuating the seconds as they pass
>the timepiece had barely ticked thrice before Shining's voice pierced the silence that enveloped the two of you
>"Cadence and I... it was our anniversary yesterday"
>you nod, this not being news to you
>"After dinner she told me she had a surprise for me, so naturally I'm all 'aw yiss', yeah?"
>you nod again, visual agreement that you believe that he was indeed all 'aw yiss' as claimed
>"When I get to the bedroom and she has these... shackles. The kind the royal guard use that block magic, you know em."
>a third nod and he continues
>"I get on the bed like she says, then she snaps those things onto me so I can't move or get up"
>"And I'm thinking 'alright, a little bit of bondage can't be too bad, let's see where this goes'"
>your Bro has started to nervously twiddle his hooves as he recounts his memories
>"So that's what I keep telling myself that while she puts the gag in..."
>you don't like where this is going
>"Right up until she opens a closet and Twilight jumps out yelling "SURPRISE""
>you definitely don't like where this is going
>"Then she... Cadence... while Twilight watched she..."
>Shining covers his eyes with a foreleg and shudders softly, but he forces the words out in a voice barely above a whisper
>Twilight and Cadence go into the other room to "get some REAL stallion meat"
>Shining lies there, forced to listen to his wife and his sister have sex
>"Oh yeah, oh harder
Pat, oh fuck..."
>"She took my... stallionhood"
>you blink, puzzled
"Wait, what? If you guys never did it before then what about all those stories you told me about her? I mean it's pretty weird that your sister was there but-"
>Shining cuts you off by dropping his hoof and glaring at you, the tears he had been hiding still clouding his eyes
>"Not my virginity, dumbass! Not that one anyway... I mean the one that you can only give to... another stallion"
>his head droops as he utters the last two words, tears now rolling freely down his cheeks and onto the floor between the two of you
>does he mean... oh Jesus
>"And with a-a piece of plastic!"
>you've heard enough
>you lean forward and pull the small white horse into a powerful brohug, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck and holding him tightly to yourself
>he buries his snout into your shoulder and starts crying openly, soaking your shirt with saltwater and blowing snot bubbles
>one of your hand finds purchase behind his ear as you cradle his head, your fingers curled into his soft blue mane
>in turn you feel his forelegs slither around your midsection to clutch your back as he surrenders himself to the embrace
>Shiny mumbles something faintly, his voice muffled by your body
"What was that, Bro?"
>he turns his head towards yours, his eyes closed, and says it again just loudly enough for you to hear before breaking into a fresh wave of sobs
>"It was supposed to be for you, Bro"
>"It was supposed to be for you, Bro"
>"That gave me some bomb-ass feels, Anon."
Wow. Oh wow. Cunt of the year, coming through.
I'm still in my lurking phase and don't usually comment. But that was a good story. I put of going to bed for this story.
don't forget the purple one, she just watched the whole thing
glad some people enjoyed it, I've never writefaggoted anything before so I was thinking this would be shit, but the idea got stuck in my brain so I wanted to give it a shot
obvious fishing for praise is what writefags do too, right?
I have a short epilogue in mind but it probably won't turn out as gay as your quotation marks imply, sadly
or maybe I should check your dubs and write some good old fashioned colt clop, who knows
Doesn't count until you do it with a real-life dick.
Unless you're a lesbian I guess. But pegging doesn't count as taking your anal virginity.
Go, Anonymous. Take his Stallionhood for real.
>unironically being all Bro Code
>getting characters this wrong
>>"So that's what I keep telling myself that while she puts the gag in..."
>>"Right up until she opens a closet and Twilight jumps out yelling "SURPRISE""
I don't kneed you to tell me how fucking bomb-ass my tea is, okay, I'm the one who buys it, I know how good it is. When Lyra goes shopping she buys shit. I buy the gourmet expensive stuff because when I drink it I want to taste it. But you want to know what's on my mind right now? It ain't the tea in my kitchen, it's the dead zigger in my garage
We never got a conclusion to the story above.
Shiny crying into Anon's chest, anon slowly stroking his best pal behind the ears, hushing him, telling him that it's all gonna be okay... Shiny confessing that Cadance took the anal virginity he was saving for Anon... Anon squeezing him a little tighter, saying it's okay...
dry your tears now...
Anon walked into the Shimmering Sauna, the premier male only sauna in Canterlot. "Hey Anon," the stallion at the desk said, greeting his co worker. Anon waved back, walking into the employees only area. He quickly removed his suit and replace it with his work outfit, consisting of white shorts and a shirt. He then hurried to his post, ready to aid the men of the sauna.
The first few stallions had already entered, and were exiting the locker/shower area. Anon grabbed a few towels and greeted each of them, offering one to them, only to be turned down each time. So he stood by the side and waited for his services to be called upon. Anon stood by the side of the hot bath area, watching the men without shame. It still amazed him just how endowed their members were, long flaccid cocks floating just above a pair of heavy orbs.
(Dinner time, I'm sorry to state. I will return to serve. If this thread dies, then follow me to the gay bath house.)
That's because it has my secret ingredient in it, Vodka!
>"That reminded me of a bomb-ass screen cap, Anon."
We all do Anon. We all do.
I want to rub against his warm, soft body and feel his throbbing horsecock stiffen and drag against my bare chest, leaving a long trail of thick pre-cum across my body.
To lewd, or should I keep going?
Alright, we're going to try to drag out this fantasy for as long as we can to buy time until the real writrfag gets back.
I want to drag my toung up and down his massive black stallion cock, feeling it throb and twitch against my face.
I want to cup his giant balls and gently squeeze them until he can't take anymore.
I want to feel his massive shaft thrusting inside me. Then I want to clamp down when he tries to pull out and let him fill me with sweet, hot, sticky, pony cum.
Alright, I'm pretty sure I completely did that wrong, but at least I tried.
Stay classy, /mlp/
And I also bet that 50% of the list, are samefags
>And I also bet that 50% of the list, are samefags
Okay, you got me.
Here, have a cookie.
You seem to need a cookie too
Here, have cookies and fillies
Im not trying to do such thing!
You can enjoy your horsefcock,with milk and cookies
Life is good if you can do 2 things that you like, at the same time.
This is either sexy as hell, or delicious.
Im glad that you find my posts amusing!
Im so flattered.
Im gonna try to writefag; excuse if I disappoint you:
>Be anon in equestria
>You are a cook, you always had an innate skills for Confectionery
>Alwats cooking cakes, pies, cookies
>This is why you are such a good friend with pinkie pie; and you get along with the others mares good too
>"Way too good"
>You were stunned when you saw Shinning armor for the first time
>Pinkie Pie saw you blushing
>Today is your bithday
>Pinkie says that he got a surprice for you
>Day is ending, almost night
>After a long, tiring day at your cake shop; you come back to your home
>And right after you open the door
>You see it
>"Happy birthday, anon"
>You see Shinning Armor, laying down over your table
>Lights out, but candles everywhere
>There is pies, cakes scattered on the living room
>There is lots of cookies on the table, and all around Shinning Armor magnificent body
>On his back, Shinning got cream on his belly; and the cream is going down to his body
>You notice, there is a bulge of cream near his legs; a long bulge of cream
>You are blushing so hard
>"Wanna eat the cream, anon?"
>You hesitate for a moment; but, in your insides, you know; you want to eat Shinning Armor cookie
>And taste his cream
>The door suddenly closes behind you
>"Have fun, Anon!" Says the pink mare
>Damm that mare
>"So what you waiting for, buddy? Come eat your birthday cake"
Warning: Rampart gay faggotry ahead
>"Come, you will see im delicious"
>You dont even think about it; but your body is moving, all by itself
>Closing to Shinning Armor
>He stands up alittle; but still, his back on the table; showing you all his belly
>And his cookie
>"Come on buddy, you know you want it"
>You nod nerviously
>You get on your knees
>You could smell that cream; so white, so.. Creamy
>You give it a taste, yeah; its cream
>You lick more, going deep and deeper
>Then suddenly, your tongue licks something hard
>At the same moment, Shinning shivers; releasing a moan
>You could see his umongous horse dong, throbbing; waiting for you
>"Dont stop now"
>You wont, you are too horny for stop
>You lick with the top of your tongue, the top of Shinning's Dick
>Tastes so salty, and sweet at the same time
>Like the naughty, hungry-for-cocks manwhore you are you go throat deep
>His cock barely fits in your mouth; she releases a strong moan of pleasure
>Hs dong is so long, is halfway to your stomach; it tastes so good;
>Back and fort, you giving him the job; the white stallion its shivering of joy
>And then, it happens
>He puts his hooves on the back of your head; pulling you even more inside his cock
>Then, without even warning you; he ejaculates
>He releases loads and loads of Horse cream inside your mouth
>It feels like yogurt, actually
>The amount of loads quickly overrun your mouth; some of the cum goes directly to your stomach
>And the other half, you spit it out
>Cant believe how bloody horny you are to give a Stallion a blowjob, and make him cum
>He neighs as he cums
>You like it so much
>You remove his cock from your mouth
>Panting, spiting all the horse yogurt on your mouth; barely could breath
>"Woah. bro; just woah"
>There is a brief moment of panting, until
>"Well, Im not finished yet"
>Before you could say something, he flips you on the table
>Hands over the table, ass pointing to Shinning
>"Undress" He says, with his manly; captain voice
>You follow his orders like the bitch you are
>You pull down your pants, take of your shit; remove your underwear
>He snifs your body
>"You smell so good, anon"
>"Now... This, is your birthday Gift"
>And without even react to what he said
>He inserts his Stallion penis, deep inside your anus
>It hurts a little, but you quickly like it, a lot
>You try to scream in pain and joy; but he blocks your mouth with his hoof
>"Ssshhh, everyone is sleeping; this is your private, midnight party"
>He trusts towards your ass
>You feel his dick moving inside of you
>Back and Forth, ravashing your anus; you keep trying to scream
>You feel he is getting harder, getting more erected; inside of you
>You know its gonna happen
>He starts to thrust faster, and faster
>His dick is moving inside your intestines
>Faster, Harder, Stronger
>You are about to climax
>Shinning releases a loud Neigh
>She drops another umoungous load inside you
>You feel his cum traveling in your bowels
>It was the biggest pleasure a man could ever feel
>You fall on the table, as he falls on your back
>Both deliriously panting, both sweaty bodies on contact; skin to fur
>"Happy birthday, anon"
Yeah I meant that
English is not my native language, so this is quite hard for me.
>Both lay down over the table, tired
>"I know you like me, anon; pinkie told me"
>Such a surprice, you think.
>"And I like you"
>Again, such a surprice.
>"Did you enjoyed your party?"
>"Aah.." He moans as he removes his flacid penis from your anus
>You could hear the drops of cum dripping from your ass
>You try to stand up, it hurts so much
>As you stand up, you notice Pinkie pie Peeking through the window
>She is smiling
>"Good Night anon! *Giggles* "
>That mare watch you both having sex
>Such a pervert she is
>"Well anon, you dont mind that *yawns* I sleep in your bed?"
>But of course not
>You both end cuddling in your bed; as heis spooning you; you could feel his breath on the back of your neck, his hot fur; warming you in this cold night
>You both fall asleep
>"Sweet dreams" he mumbles
That was my first time greentexting; I know I had some gramatical and ortographic errors; Its hard to write a story in another languaje.
Did you like it?
Im much obliged
And I wonder if the original writefriend will return.
In any case; I will keep lurking and keep the thread bumped
We all are. We're waiting together. Have a Yellow Quiet cookie.
It became this overly-complicated thing that is a far cry from its original plot. Now Anon has crystal powers, Shining, Cadance and R63 Sombra are his slaves, Celestia, Luna, and Twilight are all psychotic bitches and fighting with Anon, there's a whole bunch of OCs that I don't fucking get
I've been fading in and out it, so I don't have the entire picture of what's happening, but I've long since lost interest. It's absolutely nothing like the story it started out as.
This is why we have stupid memes. Because they lead to feels, cookies, corndogs, and giant throbbing horsedicks.
>"This is some bomb ass pusi b0ss"
>"It was supposed to be for you, Bro"
>his confession stuns you. more than it should, you realize after a moment
>the signs had all been there, you were just too dense to put them together
>you shift your neck to look at the weeping stallion whose head rests upon your shoulder
>his eyes were scrunched tightly shut, tears still managing to escape from beneath the lids
>suddenly you become aware of how close his face was to yours
>after this realization, another thought enters your mind and begins to occupy it entirely
>you feel your cheeks prickle hotly as they take on a shade of light red
>it would be so easy, too... your faces are close enough together, all you would have to do is...
>lean forward a little more
>could you, though? you question yourself, and find an answer near instantaneously
>if it was for your Bro, you could. he needs this
>he needs you
>you shift your neck once again, this time in order to speak softly, directly into Shining's ear
"I'm here now, Bro"
>without waiting for a reaction, you utilize the hand you currently have tangled in his mane to guide his head towards your own, feeling no resistance as you do so
>the tension you felt in his body while you had been holding his crying form seems to melt away as your lips contact his
>after a few moments he begins to press his mouth against yours with a sudden forceful hunger that takes you by surprise
>you yield readily to his questing tongue
>it tastes of the sweet beverage the two of you had been drinking just before
>you are about to respond in kind when Shiny abruptly breaks away from the kiss, hanging his head and abashedly placing his forehooves back on his chair
>"S-sorry, Bro, I-"
>you cut him off
>moving the hand still buried in his mane, you gently cup his chin in your palm and bring his face upward, forcing him to meet your gaze before continuing
"I'm here for you, Bro. I always will be"
>"Please, Anon..." he sobs
>"Let me feel the real thing"
original writefag here, this is it, I can't go on. it's getting 2 lewd. I feel dirty just for writing that much, this story was meant to be a joke+I'm not even gay. sorry for being a faggot
I think you should continue.
You are doing an excellent job, and it would be a shame if you leave it unfinished.
If you look up, you may notice I also did a greentext; not good as yours; but I did.
Dont feel ashamed for what you write.
Keep in mind you are writing for a certain reason, thats because you like the topic of the text; or just you found an easy excuse to do a random greentext.
Ashamed of gay text? Why you care anyways?
Take it like another fetish of yours; writing about a certain fetish will not convert you in a monster of that fetish (In this case, Gay)
You just giving it way too many importance, you need to relax a little bit more.
And, by leaving your job you will let down all the viewers you had; including myself.
If you had a boner; well, what you can do?
Fap and continue; you can feel ashamed; but your boner told you that you need it. You will forget about it later.
So, take a sleep; do something else, distract your mind; and when you are relaxed, you can continue.
Here, have a pony eating cookie.
You need one
It's okay, bro. I had the same thing happen to me when I was writing a story with
crossdressingSA and Bro-anon trying to fix things. I started laughing too hard and couldn't take it seriously anymore. So I took a break and I haven't touched it since.
But part of the fun of
crossdressingis how silly it is. You should have finished that story, it sounds like you really had a good grasp of the material and were on the way to something your target audience would've really enjoyed.
That's a real kick in the nuts, anon. Your story was looking really damn beautiful. It's not often I see that kind of feels in my gay secks. It's a real fucking shame you won't continue because it makes you uncomfortable. A very real fucking shame.
You don't have to be gay to write gay.
I've written some gay shit myself, but it's all cartoons in the imagination. The real thing is fucking uncomfortable to even watch let alone ever want to participate in.
>"Anon, this tea is some bomb-ass"
So, based writefriend is not coming back.
We should let this thread die?
There is no need to being rude
Let me share too!
I like metal!
I just gave it a quick listening, there is a few songs that I like.
I also got other bands to lurk and listen.
I consider Opeth like a band that almost all metalheads accept and like.
Confirmed Anon choked on his diner and died
What's wrong with that? It was clearly about the gay faggotry in the classic Super Nintendo game Rampart.
I might be able to continue the story once I get home. But keep in mind, I have another story I'm working on (the one with Anonymous, Octavia, Cadance, and Trixie), so I might have to juggle.
Holy shit! He arose from the dead! And he's going to try to get back to the story! Based writefag Anon is the best zombie ever.
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>"These are some bomb-ass posts, Anons"
>After a long silence, Shining's cries becomes hysteric.
>He falls forwards and buries his snout between your armpit, staining your shirt.
>He wails into your nook and, along with his raspy hiccups, you can hear him berating himself between apologies.
>"STUPID FUCKING SHINING!"
>"SUCK HIS DICK WHY DON'T YA?!"
>"I DIDN'T MEAN IT BRO!"
>You nudge his head tighter against your shoulder, quelling his embarrassed babbling.
>His sobbing subsides and he pries himself from your embrace.
>Then he just sits there, on your lap, for many minutes.
>Never once does he make eye contact.
>He stands up.
>His forelegs stretch out to find the floor and his hind follows suit, hooves releasing a hollow clamor as they make contact with your tile.
>"I...think I should just go."
>He turns his back to you.
>You notice he's making an effort to cover his nethers with his tail.
>He levitates his coat he hung on your dining chair onto his back while moving towards the door.
>He reaches the threshold and the knob glows with a blue aura.
>"Thanks for the tea, bro." he says, turning the knob.
>"Like I said, man. You gotta teach me how you made it."
>The door creaks open.
>As he crosses through the doorway, something snags on his coat.
"Shining.." you say.
"It's later, now."
>With your free hand, you reach under his chest and pull him in close to you.
>You heave with all your might, he's a heavy stallion.
>With all your strength, you raise him from the ground and into your embrace cradling his tense figure in your arms.
"You're a big pony." you tease.
>But the silence doesn't last.
>"I knew you wouldn't leave a bro hanging!" he exclaims.
"Mark my words:" you begin.
"The only thing that's gonna' be 'hanging' tonight is currently expanding it's territory within my jeans." you joke.
>This elicits a chuckle and a playful nudge from Shining, who now relaxes into your hold.
>You look down to see his member chubbing up at the though of being reamed by his bestie.
"Scratch that, make that two things." you say.
>Shining sighs, the two of you make your way down the hall towards your bedroom door.
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Hold your head up, keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on, keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on, keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on, keep your head up
I love you based write
>You throw him atop your king sized mattress and begin undressing.
>He rearranges your pillows on top of each other, making a square fluffy tower up that rides to his chest.
>He turns back to you, a worried look on his face.
>"Anon, i-is this going to hurt?"
>You remove your pants and look up to him, concerned.
"Shining, if you don't want to go through with this-"
>"No! No, man I do!"
>"I'm sorry, it's just with Cadence..."
>"She didn't even use any lube, everything was bone dry.
>"I.. I can't go through that again." he says, dropping his head.
>Something hits his foreleg and bounces onto the bed, jolting him back to reality.
>A full jar of vaseline rests beside his hooves.
>Shining's eyes bulge, he stares you down as you remove your second last piece of clothing.
>"B-but that will wear out!!.."
"Dude, you're a horse, and I'm not." you say, meeting his gaze.
"Even if either of us had an STD, it's not gonna cross species."
"And pregnancy is, of course, not a question."
>He waits for you to say it.
"If it's alright, I'd like for us to do this bareback."
>He simply nods.
I thought I was done clopping for the night, but I guess I was mistaken
you're doing a great jorb, writefriend
glad to see someone pick up where I left off
and it seems you're more qualified to write this part anyway
>"Even if either of us had an STD, it's not gonna cross species."
Except for that one that exists because of cross-species fluid contact.
"Well..." you huff.
>You cast a glance at Shining.
>He sits attentively atop your bed, tending to his delicate ponut, breathing heavily as he applies the cold salve to his anal cavity.
>You drop your briefs to your ankles, revealing tonight's main event:
>One thick, heavy cock.
>It bobs and sways between your legs, happy to be free of it's prison.
>A few dribbles of precum sink from the tip in strings and land on the floor.
>Shining is entranced.
>He sits there and takes it all in (with his eyes).
>He whispers something under his breath.
"What was that, bro?"
>"I- uhh.. I-it's bigger than C-Cadence's.."
>You climb over the footpost and atop the bed.
>Shining has to force himself to stop staring at your erection, he turns and rests his torso on the pillow pile.
>As you ready your pipe, something catches your eye.
>A corner of his asshole is dull, and flat.
>He missed a spot.
"You missed a spot." you think aloud.
>"H-huh?" Shining questions, hesitantly.
"Oh, you.. uhh.. missed a spot."
"Here." you say, pointing to the dry spot on Shining's anus.
>"A-Anon, I can't see thaaAAAA-"
"Don't worry dude, heh. I already got it!" you cut off his scream, tracing an oil coated finger around the untreated area.
>He clenches down.
>"SHEEESH, ANON!" he shouts.
>"Warn me first!"
"R-right, sorry!" you say, sheepishly.
Well, it's been a fun thread. Time to ruin it.
>Enunciating stutters in typed conversation = weeaboo
>So much for being 'bro comforter extraordinaire'.
>To Shining's credit, he didn't hound you any further, ceasing his scolding and facing forward again.
>"I'm ready now?" he asks.
>You look him over once more.
>Captain of the guard, peak physical build.
>His muscles are tense with anticipations.
>Any mare would kill to have him.
>But tonight, he's all yours.
"Yeah." you say.
>"Are you ready, Anonymous?" he says, venomously.
"I.. guess?" you say quizzically.
>"Also good." he says, louder.
>He turns his head and stares at your closet door.
>"Are YOU ready, girls?" he yells.
>"WE ARE SOOOOO READY, SHINING!" Scream Twilight and Cadence.
>Your closet doors fly open, and a blinding flash leaves you dazed.
>"HAH, FAGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!" you hear Shining scream, as he bucks you in the chest.
>You fly back and, struggling to find anything to anchor yourself with, trip over yourself and fall from your bed, landing head first on the floor.
>When your vision comes back into focus, you see Twilight, Shining, and Cadence hanging over you, laughing.
>"DAMN, BRO. I KNEW YOU WERE A PUSSY.." says Shining.
>BUT A FLAMER? ONE QUEER-ASS MOTHERFUCKER!" he finishes, laughing.
>Next to him, Cadence and Twilight giggle overtop a small, thin sheet of paper.
>It's a photo of you, about to go balls deep in Shining's ass.
>"This one's going over the fireplace!" Cadence teases.
>Shining gives you another kick in the ribs before gathering his things and heading to the door, his sister and wife following suit.
>"Hey bro, if you want a copy of that photo I'd be more than happy to oblige!" he says, waving Cadence and Twilight out the door.
>"Anon, I swear. Sometimes you can be so fucking gullible!"
>He begins closing the door behind him.
>"Oh! And don't forget: you gotta show me how to make that tea!" he says.
Such is life the bro life.
i'm done with this thread, you are really a faggot!!!
Well everyone says that the Scatman stutters but doesn't ever stutter when he sings, but what you don't know, I'm gonna tell you right now, is that the stutter and the scat is the same thing.
This is some b-b-b-bomb-ass tea, b-b-bomb-ass tea!
Don't be sorry, that was fucking hilarious. You killed by boner, but gave me keks. Net gain.
Come on. It was pretty funny.
Yeah, I guess...
I'm sure the all the writefags will come back any day now.
Anon watched the wealthy unicorns and pegasi lounge in the pool, free from clothing or modesty. He always loved watching them expose their private regions for anyone to see. Two business partners were discussing their policies as they sat side by side, stealing glances at eachothers balls. Over by the pool a blue pegasus was practicing dives, his testicles dangling between his legs as he bent over to prepare himself for a dive.
While he was enamored by the sight, a unicorn approached him. "Hello!" he said, shocking Anon out of his day dream. "Could you please direct me to the sauna?"
Anon quickly reminded himself that he wasn't here to sight-see, but rather to serve. "Right this way, Sir. Can I offer you a towel?" Anon held out a towel, the soft cloth absorbing some of the moisture in the air.
"I'll pass for now, thanks buddy!" The white unicorn cheerfully said. He was very excitable Anon noted, a great quality to posses. He wished that the stallion could be in front, so that Anon could watch his buff butt and balls sway with his strides, but now was not the time to think about that. He had to assist.
"Here we are, sir," Anon stated, opening the door to the sauna. A short hallway was behind the door, leading to two large saunas and a single smaller sauna at the end. The unicorn walkd into the hall, but quickly turned to Anon.
"It's awefuly lonely in here. If you're able to, I'd love for you to join me." Anon's heart sank quickly. Not because he was unable to, but because he in fact was permitted to join!
>thats one bombed ass marathon anon
>acting surprised by a 9/11 joke
>and using a rage face to convey your emotions
nice trips, also that was the 111 image in this thread, heh.
This guy is a fake carlos, I don't do terrorist jokes, they are just plane wrong
What are you talking about? 9/11 jokes are a blast.
Nigger it's called desensitizing, we need to learn to laugh at humanities stupidity sometimes.
We need to learn to laugh at niggers and terrorists and SJWs as well, laughing at 9/11 is the first step.
>all these low-level worn-out disaster joke
>still waiting for horsecock
as soon as everybody stops getting dubs
raise any flags? the only people raising flags are the french, and the flags are white.
Well. That got grimdark fast.
/mlp/ - Come for the 9/11 puns and gay horse porn, stay for the rape jokes.
Anybody still here? Carlos? Writefags? Cookie guy? Anyone?
>Shining's voice along with his hoof coming to rest upon your outstretched wrist snap you out of your daydream
>you realize you are still holding your Bro's chin in one hand, looking him directly in the eyes and have been doing so for quite some time
>how long, you cannot tell
>you recall the words he had spoken to you that had caused your mind to wander so erratically
>"Please, Anon... Let me feel the real thing," he had pleaded
>after processing the implication, your thoughts had begun to spiral out of control, working through how the scenario might play out if you were to accept his request
>in the end you had stopped yourself from crossing the imaginary threshold by by willing the elaborate and increasingly lewd fantasy to end suddenly and absurdly
>by having a pair of princesses burst out of a closet with a camera like a fucking episode of punk'd or something
>you shake your head, trying to clear the ridiculous notions from it as well as ignore the stiffening sensation in your downstairs department
>your Bro was still staring up at you, waiting for you to speak with what seemed like equal parts eagerness and dread
>his tearful sobs have subsided, you notice, the fur on his cheeks still matted and wet
>you choose your next words carefully, trying to deliver them with conviction
"I'd do anything for you, Bro. You know that"
>Shining's eyes widen as he hears this
>you attempt to pull him into another kiss but as you lean closer a hoof on your chest stops you mid-motion
>Shining averts his gaze once again as he stammers his protest
>"W-wait, Bro, there's... something I didn't tell you about"
>you don't like the sound of that
"What's the matter, Bro?"
>he moves his hoof from your chest to cover his eyes as the tears threaten to return
>a moment later he raises his other foreleg from his lap, in a smooth motion lifting the half-chub he had been concealing and cradling it against his chest
>revealing a sight that horrifies you
I've read enough greentext to know where this is going...
>since you had moved your chair around the table to sit closer to Shiny you had noticed him self-consciously keeping at least one hoof in front of his junk
>your Bro not being one to be ashamed of his body, you had put it down to him feeling vulnerable
>when you see what he had really been hiding from you, however, you feel tears forming in your own eyes as a special kind of anguish tears at your soul
>his horsenuggets have been savagely beaten, the skin distended from the swelling, covered in bruises and angry red welts
>you drop to your knees at the foot of Shining's seat, suppressing the urge to release a pained cry as you inspect the damage
>judging from the shape and size of the crimson marks imprinted upon his testicles, you surmise that they could only have been created by one thing
"A fucking riding crop"
>you growl more than say the words
"That evil pink bitch"
>Shining forces a shaky smile beneath the foreleg still covering his face
>"You talkin' shit about my waifu, Bro?"
>you give an amused snort in response, appreciating your Bro's attempt to subdue your anger with humour
>you are met with a shocked gasp, however, as even this small current of air from your nostrils is enough to agitate the skin of the battered ballsack of the Bro before you
>pulling your head back you worriedly glance up at him, mumbling an apology
"Shit, sorry, Bro"
>peering out from underneath his hoof, he meets your gaze with one eye
>"I-it's cool, man"
>as an idea begins to form in your head, you rapidly scan your environment for anything that might be of use
>your eyes come to rest on a small jug of cream sitting on the table next to you, a reminder of the innocent tea party which sparked this situation to begin with
>you suppose it'd good enough for what you have in mind
>as you reach out to take the small container of dairy in one hand, you address Shining again
>"Close your eyes again, Bro. This will make you feel better, I promise"
ok need sleep now bye
Well, I was way off on that one.
so this thread is still up, i was who made the first 911 joke in this thread, feels good to know i turned a thread to shit in the name of allahu akbar.
its toxic with radioactive chemicals now.