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Featherweight sighed, leaning back against the big cushion. So far, he didn't really see the draw to these sleepover parties. Sure, the food was good, Snails' mom was nice. The other colts all seemed to be having fun, but he felt bored. Perhaps it was how he flitted all over the house when he first arrived and now had seen everything.

Or maybe it was how he got an impression that things got a bit crazy after Snails' mom went to bed. After all, whenever anypony in school brought up Snails'... supposed size... it was one of the colts who'd been to one of these parties who asserted the truth of the claim the hardest. Any other colt's size declared, dismissive comments, but Snails...

Featherweight, however, thought himself quite well endowed for his own slender frame. He thought he'd either find out for himself about Snails or quell the praise of his magnitude. He was gonna challenge Snails to compare before the end of the night, preferably with the other colts present.

Snails occasionally walked between the different rooms the party had sprawled out to, checking on his friends. Sometimes colts would follow him to another room, but Snails was soon alone again, walking to talk to others.

It was getting pretty late, and Featherweight realized he was the only colt left in the room, the others having headed off to Snails bedroom or off to the kitchen.

Snails sighed contentedly as he walked into the room, "So, how you likin' your first sleepover, Featherweight?" He talked slowly, but carefully, like he was making sure he was using the right words.

Featherweight, however, spoke as quickly as he flitted about, "Well, it's all very nice, but I was wondering if we could get the other colts in here so I can show them something."

Snails blinked. "But they've all gone to bed, eh?"

The skinny pegasus blinked as well. "What, really? I thought these were wild parties!"

The unicorn colt tilted his head, "What gave you an idea like that? We hang out, play party games, then everypony goes to bed."

"It's just..." Featherweight trailed off. Maybe he was just imagining things. No, he had to keep his resolve. "Well, we can do this without an audience I guess."

He spread his hindlegs, revealing his heavy sheath and balls to the host of the party.

Snails sat down, as if this wasn't an odd occurrence.

Featherweight took this as permission to continue, reaching a hoof down to gently grind along the underside of his sheath, breathing in deeply as he started to coax his arousal out, "I figured we could compare, since everypony who's been to one of these parties keeps sayin' you're the biggest."

Snails chuckled at that, "Oh, is that what this is aboot..." He didn't move, just watching Featherweight stroke himself to hardness.

The tan colt closed his eyes, stroking and rubbing his shaft with the soft inner sides of his hooves, he felt the girth between them, and with each stroke he had to reach further.

Snails watched silently, flicking his tail, smiling warmly.

Featherweight grunted a bit, "Okay... this is as big as it gets..."

Snails looked over the other colt's cock, appraising. "Well, it's a really nice dick you got there, Featherweight. How many colts can you get in there?"

Featherweight felt himself start to beam at the praise, before confusion took over, "How many... colts?"

The unicorn stood, turned, and flopped down against the cushion next to Featherweight, reaching to stroke his friends shaft gently. "Yeah, with your size you should be able to get colts in your nuts, I figure."

Featherweight stared at Snails. "What..?"

Snails slowly smirked. "So, nopony told ya."

Featherweight swallowed nervously. This was not turning out the way he planned at all. "Told me what...?"

Snails didn't answer, except by spreading his hindlegs out, making it easier to see his own junk.

Featherweight followed the taller colt's long torso down to the crux between his legs. First thing he noticed was that Snails' sheath and balls were heavier than his flaccid, by a significant amount.

The second thing he noticed was that after Snails stopped moving, the heavy balls resting on the carpet continued to shift and sway, rock and move, as if there was something inside alive.

Snails, certain Featherweight was watching, began to gently stroke his sheath, coaxing his own arousal into the open. It emerged faster than Featherweight's had, and extended further. It was nearly the size of the skinny colt's torso, all told.

Featherweight's jaw had dropped at some point, and he wasn't sure when. He also had not stroked his shaft in a while, but it was still throbbing eagerly... did... did he want Snails? Or did he want his dick... or to be... inside? His jaw closed only to allow him to bite his lip.

"So, Featherweight..." Snails licked his lips, "Gonna join the colts, head to bed...?" He patted one of his heavy nuts when he said 'bed', just to make it clear to the last colt outside of him.

Featherweight swallowed. It seemed crazy. It seemed dangerous, but, every colt who went to these parties was fine at school after the weekend, so it couldn't be dangerous.

"One way or another, you.re gonna be in my nuts, Featherweight..." Snails whispered, smirking, "Maybe not tonight, but sometime you're gonna want in. Why not now?"

That assurance in Snails' voice made Featherweight shudder. He stared at the head of his friend's dark cock. The opening at the center of the flat head opened and closed with the beat of the unicorns heart, rocking the whole length with gentle pulses.

"And maybe I'll teach you to do it after I let ya out~" Snails' voice caressed the pegasus' ears.

Featherweight gulped again, "R-really?"

"I'm sure your rod can handle it, after a soak in my spunk." Snails' voice almost sounded like a purr now.

Featherweight shuddered, and looked back down at the other colt's constantly rocking and swaying nuts.

"They settle down after a while, once everypony goes to sleep." Snails chuckled. "Now, coming to bed?"

Featherweight looked back up, and nodded, "H-how do I get in?"

Snails smirked, "Well, you could stuff a pair of hooves in there, or give it a nice deep kiss~" He waggled an eyebrow.

Featherweight blushed again, then he shifted around on the cushion, so that his hindhooves were both pointing at Snails, "I think this way..."

The unicorn nodded, and stood up, facing away from his friend, letting him watch his giant shaft and nuts rock and sway between his legs for a moment, before he deftly turned around, the head of his dick landing on the cushion, just beneath the pushed together hindlegs of the pegasus. Before Featherweight could move, or have second thoughts, Snails took a big step forward, groaning aloud.

Featherweight gasped as he saw the bigger colt's shaft spread around his hooves, and the warmth of Snails' body surround his lower legs. He hugged his own dick to his middle, quivering. All the colts at the party took this trip, while they were in other rooms with Snails. Had the host been hiding this from him on purpose?

Snails pressed forward again, slurping up Featherweight's hindlegs in a single motion, nearly above the pegasus on the cushion, his forelegs bracing on either side. "Oohh... you're so much easier to get down than Rumble... or Lickety Split... or even Pip..."

"It's about to get harder...?" Featherweight attempted lamely, as that flat head started to stretch against his own nuts. He felt his dick giving Snails' a hard time might be too far to boast.

"We'll see... might wanna fold your wings there..." Snails said with that same warm smile from before.

Featherweight blushed. He hadn't realized his wings were extended. Usually he was able to keep them in check, even when he jerked off...

Snails waited for the wings to be folded against his friend's body, before he rocked his hips forward powerfully.

The pegasus yelped aloud as suddenly he didn't feel the cushion against his back anymore, that had all been replaced with hot, moist flesh, wrapping him all up. His forelegs, which had been around his middle, were trapped, as were his folded wings. His shoulders were barely peeking out of the stretched slit, for a moment, then he felt the cock close like a collar at the base of his neck.

Snails rumbled low, and sat back onto his haunches, pulling his cock up and away from the cushion in the same movement.

Featherweight gasped at being lifted up so easily while inside that big dick, and then his lips met Snails'. His eyes widened, but then he felt them close on their own accord as he was kissed. Snails was rubbing him through the flesh of his shaft as he held the strong kiss, and inches of the pegasus' neck were sinking out of sight.

Snails gently broke the kiss, smiling, "My Featherweight. Mine, like the rest of the colts..."

Featherweight blushed, unsure why that made him feel so... warm... But then he felt the shaft creeping up the back of his head, encroaching gradually on his face. He tried to think of something to say, but the only thing that came out of his mouth was one syllable: "Yours."

And then Featherweight was looking up at Snails' warm smile as black flesh began to surround his vision, until his world was the inside of Snails' dick and the bigger colts smile, and then just the darkness as he sank deeper and deeper.

Snails leaned against the cushion with a sigh, watching the bulge of his last guest sink down along the underside of his shaft towards his eagerly awaiting balls.

The unicorn licked his lips, getting comfy, as finally, those lumps sank out of view, and his balls shook, as if from an impact, swelling almost imperceptibly. "All mine."

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Featherweight couldn't pay attention in class. He kept thinking about the weekend, about Snails. He looked over at Snails across the room, but the other colt seemed engrossed in the lesson. He felt a tap on his shoulder.

Pip was smiling at Featherweight, "It was hard for me to focus too, after my first time. Just remember. Snails throws his parties every weekend."