A Mac In The Face Is Worth Two In The Hand
by tannim
June 14, 2012

	"Whoa, now that IS different." Spike stared up from underneath Big Mac's belly. "I mean... I've seen them, you know, flopping about when some stallions walked sometimes but never, um... from so close or underneath.  Twilight always seems to distract me just as they walk by with it out."

	"Err... ok?"

	"Can I... well, is it ok if I..." The baby dragon sighed. "Can I feel it?"

	"If you like." Big Mac flicked his tail dismissively and stood staring out the barn door, not his fault the dragon had walked under him and taken a liking to what was down there.

	Two small smooth scaled hands brushed over his sheath immediately after he gave permission.  It felt so much different from a hoof or mouth that the large Earth Pony stallion dropped his head down and turned to peer under himself.  Spike was just staring at his genitals while lightly squeezing the tip of his sheath, which was really the base of his penis.

	"Wow, it feels like... like soft rubber.  REALLY soft." Spike stood on his toes to lift himself high enough to rub it against his lips. "Actually, it feels kind of like Twilight's vulva when she isn't winking.  Not that she lets me feel it much, she's really impatient to get started when she's in one of those moods."

	Big Mac said nothing.  There wasn't really anything he COULD say to that.  He'd never gotten to feel Twilight Sparkle like that.  The idea of it did make his groin relax and his dick drop, right onto the baby dragon's face.  Spike's 'Hey!' brought a smile to his face.  Seeing his flaccid dick drooped along the boy's muzzle and over the back of his head was rather pleasant, too.

	Spike turned his face to let the soft pony meat dangle freely. "Well, that was different.  Hey, they're bigger up close!"

	"So ah hear."

	"Heh, it flops around funny when I pat it." The baby dragon giggled as he tapped it again.

	That soft horse dick just swung about for a couple seconds.  He laughed again when Big Mac stomped a hind leg and made it bounce around again on its own.  Spike finally wrapped both hands around it to feel it, Big Mac just grunted and let it happen.

	Spike squeezed along the still flaccid length, laughingly bending it into an S and U and even a sort of w by holding the middle in his mouth and the tip and base with his hands.  He brushed against the big stallion's big scrotum and forgot about playing with the soft length to cup and touch those.  They too were a lot different than anything Twilight or the other mares had to offer.

	Still holding Big Mac's dick in his mouth, Spike focused both hands on the pair in the pouch.  Rather like a couple of rarities rounder gems in a coin purse, really.  It was almost as awkward to get to them, too, but at least the stallion didn't snap at him for touching.  Thinking of gems made his mouth water and brought his attention back to the not nearly as soft ponyhood sticking out sideways through his muzzle.

	Spike's jaws had been pried open almost painfully wide by the swelling erection before he could spit it out.  Big Mac's mare poker left an odd musky taste in his mouth, one he somewhat liked.  It was a bit different than with twilight or the other ponies,  but definitely say 'sex' to him.  There was a scent with it, too.  It said the same thing, but a bit more subtly.  Spike liked that smell too.

	"Ummm... Is it ok?" The little dragon rubbed the tooth indentations he'd left. "I hope I didn't hurt it.  My teeth are kind of long..."

	"It's fine."

	"Oh, that's good.  It's kind of neat." Spike wrapped his hands around Big Mac's erection and tugged on it, it swung down easily enough. "Well, here goes.  My first real taste of a male pony." He stared at the tip, a drip of fluid came out. "I'm going to do it."

	Spike hesitated another few seconds, Big Mac just turned away and waited.  He jerked his head around when his young friend actually managed to make himself do it.  The big stallion nodded silently in approval, Spike had his entire head in his mouth and four inches beyond that too.  It would have been harder for any more to fit, judging by how tightly his glans was pressed to Spike's throat.

	Gagging and still pushing, Spike wanted the whole thing in.  He knew he couldn't take it, but he wanted it.  After his throat failed to let it in, he settled for squeezing as much of the remaining twenty or so inches as he could reach with his hands while sucking on the for or so inches he could take as quickly as he could.

	It was a weird thing, having something hard and fleshy in his muzzle.  Having it leaking onto his tongue made it even weirder.  Spike liked the taste, though he wasn't sure if he preferred it more than the mares he'd sampled.  There was a fun naughty feeling to sucking it, too, like he was doing some horrible thing that everybody knew he shouldn't do.  He couldn't wait for it to squirt like his own eventually did.

	Above him, Big Mac's underbelly twitched with the building pleasure.  The big stud shifted his legs anxiously as well.  He hadn't had any attention for a few days and even a male baby dragon's mouth was a welcome treat.  Inexperienced or not, Spike was doing a good job sucking and stroking.  The novelty of those hands alone would have made it a quick load.  With the tight sucking mouth and scratching teeth, the stud didn't last long.

	Spike's eyes opened wide when the somewhat small tip suddenly expanded in full flare against the back of his throat.  He just had time to pull his head back to receive the first spurt of watery equine cum right over his tongue.  More spurted out while above him Big Mac's tail flagged up and down for each orgasmic pulse.

	The dragon baby gagged as a strong spurt hit directly into his throat.  His mouth was full of Big Mac's strong masculine flavor and even pulling his face away entirely didn't let him get used to it in peace.  More semen sprayed over his muzzle and chest before the flow tapered off to a weak dribble.

	Spike stared at the softening pony cock.  Its head was HUGE.  How it had fit in or managed to pop out of his mouth he had no idea.  That he'd held it in there amazed him.  At least it had slipped past his teeth without being damaged, he thought.

	Big Mac watched the dazed dragon wander out from under him.  The boy didn't say anything at all as he left.  He just rubbed at the sticky white mess on him and licked his lips trying to decide if he'd liked it.  After a minute, Spike stuck his head back in, looking embarrassed, then darted away, still without saying anything.

	Big Mac looked at the clock, then shook himself and headed off to the orchard for another long day of work.
