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I stop at the appropriate door and tentatively push it open, the sound of running water hits my ears as I step in. I follow the short hallway left and then right till it opens up into a large communal shower room, shower heads line the four blue-tiled walls and as I look around I see a white and blue pony cleaning himself. I walk in sheepishly, trying not to give away my reason for needing to clean myself and turn on the shower across the room from the other pony.

“You too huh?" The other pony says, not looking over at me.

“What?" I ask meekly as I begin washing myself, trying to hide my genitals from the other pony's view as I do so.

“Here, try this," the other pony turns to me and throws a bottle of shampoo, I catch it and then he continues, “it helps it come out easier than any other brand I know of."

“What?" I ask confused. The stallion looks bemused at me.

“The cum? Stallion essence? You know? The stuff all over you, and most likely in you as well if I saw the way you were walking with your tail practically clamped over your hole, right?" The other pony's comments make me embarrassed and I look away as I start cleaning myself with the shampoo he gave me. “Hey, no need to be embarrassed, stallions in this place don't get to spend 'quality time' with mares that often and need other ways to release their pent-up urges, we're that way. If my guess is correct that is…" I nod softly to tell him that his guess is indeed correct. “The name's Thistle, and you are…?"

“Pepper."

“Nice to meet you, Pepper." Thistle smiles and goes back to cleaning himself. “You a new recruit or have you been transferred here from somewhere else?" He says with his eyes closed as he lets the hot water run over him.

“I uh, I'm a new recruit."

“Well, you enjoying this guard thing so far?"

“I guess…" I say trying not to sound like I liked having my ass pounded by a stallion.

“More than that I'd reckon. You don't need to lie to me about these kinds of things you know." Thistle says as he begins cleaning his mane. The way he was able to instantly spot that I was downplaying what I had said makes me blush and I blush even harder as I realise that all I have left to clean are my more intimate areas.

“Hey, Thistle…um…would you mind turning around while I um…clean some places." I ask shyly, practically whispering.

“Shy one eh? You allow yourself to be used by a stallion but having another pony see you clean your 'private areas' is too much? You're a funny one." Thistle chuckles amicably before turning around so he's facing the wall. “Just tell me when you're done so I can turn around again." I begin by cleaning my sheath and balls, they're not really dirty but I've done the rest of my body so why not do everything while I'm showering. I look over to Thistle to make sure he's still facing the wall and my eyes plant themselves on the sight in front of me, Thistle is still cleaning himself and by sheer happenstance his tail is lifted slightly so his hole is in clear view and with each movement his balls jiggle between his legs. My mind conjures up all sorts of thoughts which I try to push away as I tear my eyes from his backside and start washing my sheath and cock, it having dropped while I looked at Thistle. I wash my lengthy member and do the same to my sheath, no one likes having a dirty sheath. I make a conscious effort to keep myself from looking at Thistle's exposed rear and sit down with my back against to wall as I start cleaning my balls, this sort of thing is a little hard for a quadruped so this position is necessary, those with magic may not need to do what I'm doing but I don't have any magic so it's the best I can do. I clean my balls of anything they might have on them and then move on to clean the final part of me, my ass.

“You done yet?" Thistle asks.

“Uh, no, sorry. Just a little longer." I apologise and speed up.

“It's fine, it can be difficult to clean it all off." I get up and reach a hoof back to my ass, I clean my ass of the cum matting down the short fur back there. Once that's done I look over to Thistle and just before I start speaking to tell him that he can turn around I once again see his ass in all its glory. Whatever I was going to say dies in my throat and I stare. 'You're better than this, Pepper, just look away and tell him that he can turn around.' I think to myself. 'Just tell him he can turn around!' This time it's more of a mental shout. “You um…you can turn around now, Thistle." I say meekly as I try to stop staring. Thistle turns around just before I can stop myself from looking and I'm left there caught red-hooved.

“Oh? Liked what you saw eh? I don't mind." Thistle says in an aloof tone.

“Oh, um uh…" I stammer, flustered at having gotten caught staring at his ass. Thistle chuckles and sits himself with his back against the wall.

“You really are a funny one." Thistle spreads his legs to me and shows off his black balls and sheath. “Why don't you come over here and help me with something, I'm sure you'll love it if your erection is anything to go by." The sight of his growing penis and heavy balls being presented to me like this is just too appetising and before I know it I'm down on the floor with my nose inches from his balls. My nose thrusts itself into his balls and the musky smell of a stallion fills my nose, albeit less so than usual due to Thistle's showering.

“Mmmmmh…" I groan from between his legs, Thistle just chuckles at me.

“Like that do you?" He says. “Well, you can start by giving them some licks if you want, I'm sure you want to so go ahead." Almost as soon as he finishes this sentence my tongue is slipping over them, my saliva leaving trails over their surface. As I lick at Thistle's balls I look up to see his shaft has grown to full mast, he must really like his balls being licked. A bead of precum dribbles down the shaft and onto me, causing me to look up to Thistle pleadingly.

“You've been good so I'll let you worship my cock as well, go ahead." He says seeing what I want to do. I move my head up slightly and begin licking the base of his hard member, this gets a few soft moans from Thistle and I begin moving up with each lick. My tongue caresses every inch of the masculine member in front of me and it's all I can think about, nothing else in the world matters as much as pleasing the stallion in front of me. I reach the flat tip of the cock and whimper as my nose is filled with masculine musk and my tongue laps over its slit, the flavour of warm, salty precum dances on my tongue and I'm addicted. Each time my tongue glides over his slit I hear Thistle moan and his entire length twitches, releasing even more precum from its tip. Getting excited now, I push the tip into my muzzle, its girth causing me to open my jaw wide to allow it in. I hold the shaft steady with both my hooves and begin sucking on the tip.

“Mmh, that's a good boy." Thistle grunts before I feel his hooves on the back of my head. Thistle pushes my head gently down his length until the first inch hits the back of my throat, I shiver and close my eyes as he pulls himself back and then slowly pushes forward even further down my throat. His cockhead blocks my ability to breathe through my mouth but that doesn't matter, what matters is how much of this stallionhood I can get inside of me and how much cum it's going to give me if I do well and cause this stallion to blow his load. My cock, which has been slowly growing between my legs, springs to life at this thought and I moan around his thick member as it rubs against the floor each time Thistle allows me to raise my head on his cock. This vibration on his cock causes Thistle to moan and he pushes me even further between his legs; the further I travel down it the closer I get to his balls and the stronger the smell of his musk, which by this point I'm intoxicated by.

Thistle gives a mighty thrust into my muzzle, quickly ramming the rest of his cock down my throat, my nose hits his pelvis and my eyes shoot open as I fight hard with my gag reflex to keep the cock down. The rapid contractions of my throat around his cock pull a strong moan from Thistle and he begins thrusting into me, pulling his cock out of my throat then forcing me to swallow it all back down again. “Mmmph.... such a nice throat…." Thistle pants as he keeps thrusting into me, I gag each time he hilts himself in my throat but I can deal with that if it means getting the hot, thick cum of a strong stallion pumped down my throat. It seems I won't have to wait long for my treat as I feel Thistle's thrusts become more desperate. Thistle pushes me all the way down to his base and then some, my nose grinds into his pelvis and gets filled with the thick smell of stallion just before he lets out a whinny and I feel the tip of Thistle's stallionhood flare up deep in my throat.

I gag but that only spurs him on even more as my throat constricts and squeezes over his entire length, thick jets of cum launch themselves into my stomach as Thistle's member pulses in my throat with each volley. 'Milk him for all he has, get more and more of his delicious seed!' My mind screams to me as he unloads himself into me. Out of instinct I begin loudly swallowing just in case any of Thistle's cream might leak out. He floods my stomach with his warm sticky cum and I happily accept it, the knowledge that I managed to satisfy a stallion enough to make me lose it and I try in vain to take even more of his cock into my mouth. “Mmmph, calm- calm down mate….it's all in you, there- there's no more…" Thistle says between pants as he continues shooting load after load into me. I whine as I'm unable to force any more down my eager throat which causes Thistle to laugh. I close my eyes and focus on the cum being pumped into me. Eventually Thistle stops shooting into me and gently tries to push me off his cock, causing it to slowly start pulling out of me, his still sizeable flare rubs all the way along my throat and I gag over it.

“You're really enjoying this aren't you? You're going to have to let go though." Thistle says as I try to stop him from pulling out of me by sucking hard on his cock and trying to push my head back down over it, but in my drowsy state of lust I don't really put up much of a fight against Thistle's pushing. He grunts as his flared length leaves my muzzle with an audible pop.

“Damn Pepper! You are good!" He pants in exhaustion, I just stare at his shrinking length as it slowly returns to his sheath and sigh contently at the warm, full feeling in my stomach. “You still with us Pepper?"

“Um, wa- yes, I'm still here. Sorry, spaced out."

“Thanks for helping me out, other ponies don't really care if you get off or not so it's been a while since somepony worshipped my cock like you did just now."

“It's uh, it's ok I…" I trail off shyly.

“You seemed pretty into it too, wouldn't have expected it from you." Thistle gets up from the floor and stands under the running water again.

“Yeah, I kinda get carried away sometimes." I admit to him. “Oh god…" I moan softly as I stand up and feel all the cum inside my stomach slosh around with the movement.

“Ha ha, you milked me good so you're pretty full right now." Thistle laughs as he starts washing his sheath of my saliva and any other fluids that got on there during my muzzle fucking.

“Mmm hmm." I look at my midsection. “It looks like I've eaten a small meal" I tell him as I see my belly very slightly distended with how much cum I ingested.

“Glad I could serve you." Thistle banters. “You'd best wash yourself of my scent before you go back to your barrack or everypony will know." A chill rolls down my back at the thought of that happening and I pace back over to my shower and lather myself in the shampoo Thistle gave me. I make sure to get rid of the smell of Thistle on me and by that time Thistle has finished cleaning himself as well.

We dry ourselves and say goodbye to each other.

“I'll see you later, you ever need me just pop over to The Oasis." Thistle calls over his shoulder as he walks away. I walk back to The Honeycomb, cum sloshing around inside me, and walk through the door.

As is typical, everypony is chilling out in their respective beds and there's a low murmur of conversation throughout the room. I walk to the back of the room and Ginger greets me.

“All measured for your armour then?"

“Y-yeah, I'm probably gonna head to bed, it's been a tiring day." Just as I spread my wings Ginger stops me.

“Round about now is when everypony goes to the canteen and gets dinner, it's required of us so unfortunately you're going to have to postpone your sleeping till after you fill that belly with food."

'I kinda already have' I think with a slight blush.

“You seem off, you alright?" Ginger asks as he gets off his bed and examines me.

“Yeah, I'm uh…fine." Ginger walks around me as his eyes look for anything out of the ordinary, hopefully he doesn't notice that my tail is tucked that much firmer over my used hole.

“You need to go to the toilet don't you." Ginger states.

“Y-yeah, sorry, I was embarrassed to ask." I lie, trying to make it as believable as possible with a sheepish look as well.

“Just down the hall to your right." Ginger gets back on his bed and I walk out of The Honeycomb. Ginger didn't say which way to go so I just choose to go right first, luckily enough I do find the toilets and proceed through the door. I walk over to the nearest toilet and let my penis drop before letting a stream of hot urine out of it. What I had said to Ginger wasn't a total lie, I did actually need to go to the toilet. I sigh with relief as I empty my bladder. My stream tapers to an end and my penis returns to its sheath after I shake the last few drops out of it.

I finish up in the toilets and as I walk out the door an orange and blue pony heads inside as I hold the door open for him. I head back to The Honeycomb and Ginger says that it's time for dinner. The entirety of barrack 6 and I walk out of the barracks and I get my first look at the inside of the castle as we make our way through a couple of hallways towards the dining area. I had assumed that we'd be dining in some back corner of the castle but boy was I wrong. The pony leading the group, Diamond, pushes open the doors and leads us into a large room, we all sit down at a table and start eating the wonderful food already prepared for us. I look around the room and see several other barracks eating at the different tables set up around the place.

“These are all the day shifters, the night shifters are probably asleep by now." Ginger says from beside me. On my left is a pony I've never met before, a large black pony who seems to be loving the food in front of him.

“That's Velvet, he's nice enough, a bit too nice actually. He looks intimidating but he's really a big pushover, he'll still beat your hide if it comes to it." Ginger whispers to me. “You don't like it?" Ginger asks noticing that I haven't touched my food.

“Nah, just not hungry is all." I notice Velvet's ears prick up at this.

“You sure? It's really nice."

“I'm sure."

“Would you mind if I had it then?" A deep voice asks from my left.

“Um…yeah you can have it." I push my plate to Velvet who, having finished his food, starts eating mine.

“Well well well, you seem new here." A high, nasally voice says from behind me. “Not even going to look at your superior?" The voice sounds with a laugh.

“Piss off Flash!" Ginger says angrily. I turn my head and see a greyish-silver pony with a black mane standing behind me.

“Ah, finally looked at me. Now, I'd like your food."

“You're going to have to take it off him." I point to Velvet and Flash loses his smile for a second.

“Now just leave Flash or I'm gonna make you." Ginger practically shouts.

“Ooh, tough words Ginger. Go back to your soggy biscuits you sad excuse for a guard. And you, Auburn mane,"

“Pepper." I tell him.

“I don't care. You don't look cut out for being a guard, leave it to your betters." With that Flash walks away.

“That was one nasty pony."

“Yeah, he thinks he's so much better than everyone here 'cause his dad is some general in some army." Ginger tells me as he goes back to eating his food.

Soon everyone on our table has finished eating and Diamond leads us all back to The Honeycomb. We all settle down and relax for a bit.

“So Pepper, where do you come from? Ginger asks as we both lay back in our beds.

“Some backwater town in the middle of nowhere. It took quite a while to get here."

“I know you're a writer, you written anything I might know?"

“No, I'm more niche in what I write, not for the masses."

“Oh, I see."

“How about you? Any hobbies?"

“Well, I have a big collection of something so you could say that that's a hobby of mine. I love biscuits as well, as you know."

“So, um…..you seem pretty open about yourself," I say after plucking up the courage, I know this next part will be harder, “Smokey alluded to making, um….'things', for you and the other stallions in this place-“ I manage to get out.

“You want to borrow one of mine? I keep them very clean between usages so there's no need to worry." Ginger offers, stopping me in my tracks.

“So it's true?"

“Oh definitely my friend, Smokey's one skilled stallion so he can make about anything you can imagine, if you have some money," Ginger tells me lazily, both of us becoming more relaxed on our beds. “I've got one or two that'll make you walk funny for a few days for sure so when I say he can make anything I really do mean anything.

“And, um, the stallions around here don't mock you?"

“No, the odd joke amongst friends about taking it up the ass, but it's all in good nature, and it's not like plenty other stallions in this place don't do the same," Ginger explains casually. This sets my mind at ease, even just a little at least. “In fact, there's a stallion by the name of Thistle in barrack 2, called The Oasis, that'll help you out if need be."

“And the captain doesn't-" Again Ginger cuts me off.

“Oh he knows, that pony knows just about everything that goes on in this place and believe me, you'll know if he wants you to stop doing something. But no, as long as it doesn't get in the way of your guard duties too much then he doesn't mind. Hell, me and a couple stallions think he's been with Thistle at least once." All this recent information shocks me, who knew the guard barracks in the castle were so open?

“I could introduce you if you'd like, I know you're quite shy so…." Ginger offers.

“No, it's okay. Thanks though." I respond. “What time is lights out?"

“Around about now, there's no real curfew but if the Captain notices that you aren't getting enough sleep and it's getting in the way of your guard duties then he'll get somepony in your barrack to make sure you go to sleep earlier than you are. Of course, there is one exception and that's Thistle, for 'relief' purposes; don't know how he managed to swing that one but hey, he's available any time of night, just gently wake him up and ask him if you need some relief." I start absentmindedly preening my wings as he talks, “we're expected to be on duty at 10:30 every morning of every day, remember that. Other than that I can't think of anything else that you need to know for your first day, you'll figure the rest out as you go."

“Thanks for explaining all this to me, I'm sure Flash would have just told me to buck up and learn it for myself, after of course telling me how rubbish I am and all the rest, I'm sure he gets nicer the longer you know him." I hear Ginger start laughing from under me.

“Yeah, meeting Flash on your first day must have really been something, that and moving in here must really have tired you out, no?" My tailhole aches and my jaw smarts a little, Ginger is right, moving in, having to experience Flash, and all my other 'activities' with Smokey and Thistle mean that I'm about ready to drop. “You should probably go to sleep, we're up early-ish tomorrow so I'm also gonna hit the hay as well. Night man."

“Night." I pull my white covers over me and gaze at my bag at the bottom of my bed just below my hooves as I drift off to sleep.