> It's Not Gay If...
>  by darf
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> Chapter 1
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The bottle of vodka clinked as Silver Spoon set it in the table.

“I can’t believe your dad just lets you into his liquor cabinet.” Silver Spoon cast an eye over the selection of booze she and Diamond Tiara had pulled out.

“He doesn’t just let me in, dummy.” Diamond Tiara tossed another bottle in Silver Spoon’s direction. Silver Spoon caught it, and the bright amber liquid inside swished around, catching a faint flicker of the bright overhead light. 

Diamond Tiara turned in her friend’s direction and grinned.

“I had to ‘convince’ him to leave me the key, that’s all.”

“How’d you do that?”

Diamond Tiara grinned wider and swished her tail over her backside.

“Well, let’s just say that Daddy is very cooperative when his cute little girl is sitting in his lap.”

After a second of wide-eyed staring, Silver Spoon’s mouth formed a smirk.

“So,” she said, looking again to the bottles of liquor laid out on the table. “Which one do you want to try first?”

“I don’t want to do any drinking here.” Diamond Tiara closed the cabinet and sealed it with a tiny key on a chain, which she then tied around her neck. “This house is soooo boring.”

“What do you mean? You’ve got a big-screen TV, twenty rooms to run around in—”

“Exactly. Boring.” Diamond Tiara grabbed an armful of liquor with her foreleg and held the various bottles to her chest like a delinquent baby, clinking against each other instead of wriggling in agitation. “Come on. I know a really good spot to start some of this stuff.”

Silver Spoon opened her mouth for a moment, but seemed to think better and shut it almost immediately. She grabbed the lone bottle of vodka Diamond Tiara had missed and followed her up the stairs, leaving the light on in the basement as they headed to wherever it was Diamond Tiara had decided was ‘more fun’ than a spacious, well-stocked mansion.





“Are you sure about this place? I can’t even tell where we are anymore.” Silver Spoon raised a hoof and swatted a branch out of her face. The forest was dense here, and for somepony who wasn’t used to anything more ‘natural’ than the vines in her family’s garden, it already seemed like Diamond Tiara had led her off the deep end into a survivalist horror story waiting to happen.

“Of course I’m sure. I’ve been here tons of times. It’s just a little bit further.”

“I know, but...”

“What, you’re not getting tired, are you?” Diamond Tiara turned around, her liquor bottles still held to her chest. She smirked and stuck out her tongue, which prompted an eyeroll from Silver Spoon.

“No, I’m not getting tired.”

“Maybe you just need to try a little harder in gym class,” Diamond Tiara said, lifting a long branch out of the way to let Silver Spoon past.

“I hate gym class.” Silver Spoon ducked under the branch and walked forward a bit to let Diamond Tiara through the dense brush as well. “The coach always stares at my ass when I run.”

“Well, I can’t really blame him for that.” Diamond Tiara winked as she walked past, and Silver Spoon sighed with another eye-roll.

“Come on,” Diamond Tiara said. “This is the place.” She pushed past a crop of bushes and vanished from sight. With a long breath, Silver Spoon followed, bracing herself for whatever awful place her friend had brought her to.

“Woah.”

The clearing looked like it was cut out of another part of the planet. While the rest of the forest had been thick and dark, teeming with spiderwebs and old trees, the clearing was a perfectly pastoral slice of green grass and sunlight plunked right in the middle of the dense woods. It went on longer than seemed possible, only ending after a lengthy distance of bright sky overhead met the canopy of trees again and became the dark forest once more.

There was even a little pond on one side, filled with what looked to be fresh blue water, and surrounded on either side by rocks that were the perfect size for sitting.

“Woah,” Silver Spoon said again.

“Next time remember to believe me when I say I know somewhere cool.” Diamond Tiara set down the bottles she had been carrying the whole way, as well as the long blanket she’d snagged before leaving the mansion. She unrolled it over a sizable section of grass and moved the bottles on top, then sat and beckoned for Silver Spoon to do the same. After a few seconds more of staring at the clearing, Silver Spoon followed suit, and plunked herself down next to the assortment of bottles. They clinked against each other when the blanket shifted.

“This place is way better than some stupid basement or TV. I’ve already watched all the movies in the house anyway.” Diamond Tiara squinted and grit her teeth as she wrestled with the cap of one of the bottles. She bit down hard on her lip as she turned, and finally managed to unscrew the cap with a loud ‘pop’.

“Should we have brought glasses?” Silver Spoon asked. She leaned back on the blanket and stared upwards, soaking in the bright sunlight pouring through the gap in the trees like a hole into a perfect sky.

“Nah, we can just drink straight out of the bottle. I don’t think I could have carried any cups anyway.” Diamond Tiara gave the contents of her selection an appraising look. The clear liquid sloshed back at her. Seemingly content with her examination, she tilted her head back and brought the mouth of the bottle to her lips. The bottle ‘glugged’ as she swallowed more than a few sizable gulps. She stopped abruptly, pulling the bottle forward with a pop similar to the one that had opened it.

“Shit! This stuff is really strong.” Diamond Tiara closed her eyes and shook her head. She opened her eyes after a few seconds and held the bottle in Silver Spoon’s direction.

Silver Spoon eyed the bottle, but extended her hoof and took it without objection. She took a little longer to steel herself up to a drink, but followed Diamond Tiara’s lead after a few seconds. She only managed a few gulps before she pulled the bottle away, sputtering.

“Holy... jeez, that’s... wow.”

“Pretty good, huh?” Diamond Tiara kicked her hindlegs and giggled.

“I dunno if I can drink all of this...”

“We don’t have to drink all of it, dummy. Just enough to have fun.” Diamond Tiara opened a fresh bottle, brimming with untouched rum.

“How much do you think that is?”

“Well,” Diamond Tiara said, raising the bottle to her mouth, “I guess there’s only one way to find out.”





As it turned out, drinking did not immediately equal fun.

A decent amount of the selection the girls had brought with them was gone within an hour or two. The crisp air of the clearing reeked at points with open booze, and the girls themselves had gone from bright and chipper to sluggish and flustered. Silver Spoon in particular seemed to have picked up a perpetual blush that refused to leave her cheeks no matter how hard she willed it to. She sat on the blanket, facing towards the pond, and rubbed her cheeks, but the redness stayed. 

Diamond Tiara had fallen backwards on the blanket and was lying with her eyes closed, her hoof resting on the almost finished bottle of vodka by her side.

“Thiss sssucks,” she slurred. She moved her hoof and pushed the bottle away. It made a loud ping as it bounced off another bottle. “I thought getting drunk was supposed to... it was... it was supposed to be fun.”

“Maybe it is fun,” Silver Spoon offered. “I mean... I can’t really tell.” Silver Spoon squinted hard and lifted her glasses off her nose. The world was blurry no matter how much she looked at.

“I’m so boooooooored...” Diamond Tiara buried her face in the blanket and thrashed like an upset pig. She sat up after a few seconds, scowling. “There has to be something fun to do now that we’re drunk.”

“Well...” Silver Spoon looked upwards and ran a hoof over her cheek. The sun seemed cold against the warmness of her cheeks. “We could fool around,” she said, turning in Diamond Tiara’s direction.

Diamond Tiara gave her a once over. She was propped up with a bit of a lean backwards, resting on her forelegs. As always, her tiny silver frame looked like it had been carved by a sculptor with particular attention to little details. Despite her drunkenness, Silver Spoon’s mane was still done up neatly, and she smiled through the blush permeating her face.

Diamond Tiara felt a twinge between her legs, but her apathy quelled it without effort.

“No,” she said. “I mean... no offense or anything, but I’m kind of... bored of girls at the moment.”

“Oh.” Silver Spoon’s smile vanished, but she quickly replaced it with a sympathetic nod. “I mean... yeah, I know what you mean.”

“You do?”

“Well... no.”

“I mean girls are kind of... it’s like, what—we could mess around, you’ll eat me out, I’ll lick your pussy, we’ll both cum, and that’s it?”

The blush on Silver Spoon’s face intensified. She nodded, though the glaze on her eyes said she might just be doing it out of habit.

“I’m bored of all that. I want something different. I want...” Diamond Tiara trailed off, looking out into the forest.

“I wanna get fucked,” she said.

“By a guy?”

“Well, duh? Who else would I mean?”

“Well, you might have meant, like...” Silver Spoon left her sentence unfinished. She looked off in another direction and fidgeted a bit as she sat.

“I just really want some dick,” Diamond Tiara said, standing atop the blanket. Her legs wobbled a bit as she found her balance, but she managed to take a step forward after a few false starts. The grass folded gently underneath her hoof as she walked to the center of the clearing.

“I guess I know what you mean,” Silver Spoon said, following Diamond Tiara as she walked. Following the bob and wiggle of her butt as she moved, swaying back and forth in that supermodel way she always did. Silver Spoon blinked and shook her head. “I feel like I’m ready to try it, too.”

Diamond Tiara turned as she reached the grove’s center. She raised an eyebrow in Silver Spoon’s direction.

“What do you mean ‘try’?”

Silver Spoon’s mouth fell open, but she quickly collected it.

“You know. I mean... to—”

“Are you still a virgin?”

“I... well... I mean... you’re not?”

“Of course I’m not.” Diamond Tiara made her way back to the blanket and sat back down. She squirmed uneasily in search of a comfortable sitting position, and eventually settled for lying down again, leaning her head on Silver Spoon’s resting foreleg. The brightness in Silver Spoon’s cheeks grew even redder. She bit her lower lip and stared off into the distance.

“You’re not?”

Diamond Tiara shook her head, still resting on Silver Spoon’s lap.

“Nope.”

“But we just started high school...”

“So? I don’t wanna wait until everypony is old enough and be the last one to do it. Plus, I knew it was gonna be fun, and I’m not gonna pass up on something fun either.”

“Who... who was it with?” Silver Spoon looked down at Diamond Tiara at last, her eyes wide as the fresh revelation of her friend’s sexual experience coursed through her brain.

“How do you think I got that flat-screen TV installed in my room?” Diamond Tiara asked.

Silver Spoon stared for a moment. “But I thought you said your dad bought you…” Her sentence trailed off into nothing, her mouth hanging open as the light of revelation flickered in her eyes.

“Oh,” she said.

“It’s not a big deal. It just means I know what it feels like... and it feels pretty good.”

“I…  guess so.”

“Look, all I’m saying is that if there was somepony wandering through the forest right now who happened to walk by, and he happened to be a colt or stallion with a big dick who wanted someplace to put it... well, I wouldn’t say no. I’d probably push him down and jump right on top of his—”

A rustling came, loud, from the forest. It sounded far-off, but not enough to be called ‘the distance’. Diamond Tiara snapped her head in the direction of the sound and froze. Silver Spoon did the same.

“Did you hear that?” Diamond Tiara asked.

Silver Spoon nodded.

“What do you think it was?” she asked.

“It sounded really big. Like a bear, or—”

There it was again. A rustling, a huge, great rustling, more sound than a pony could ever make. It sounded like it was getting closer.

As Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon stared into the forest, transfixed, the sound came nearer. It became a steady shaking, a tumble of leaves and branches as whatever was approaching them pushed nature out of its path. The girls shared a quick glance, then turned immediately back to the forest.

“What do we do?” Silver Spoon asked.

“I don’t know. I don’t think I can run when I’m this buzzed—”

And again. Huge this time, and closer still. Surely whatever it was must be near. Both the girls sat, frozen, paralyzed, as the sound came nearer, nearer, nearer. Their hooves moved together, and held tightly as the thing came closer. It was almost there now, making a beeline straight for them, ready to emerge into the clearing and do whatever horrible things its nature compelled it to, closer still, on the precipice, and then—

A head poked through the forest into the clearing.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Both girls screamed. The thing that had poked its head through jumped at the noise, and the branches rattled loudly as its body moved against them.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

That yell came from the thing, whatever it was.

It sounded like a pony.

“What is it, Snips?”

“There’s somepony in there screaming their head off!”

“Huh?”

As the vague familiarity of the voices crept into the girls’ ears, their screaming dwindled. They looked at each other, then back to the forest.

“Snips?” Diamond Tiara said. She sat up and ran a hoof off her forehead, wiping away a bit of perspiration that had collected from her yelling.

“Diamond Tiara?”

The sour, gravelly voice was unmistakable: that was definitely Snips. Which meant the pony he was talking to must be...

“Snails?”

Both colts poked their heads into the clearing, Snails over top of Snips, given their respective heights. Snips's face was wrinkled up from the impact of the shouting, but Snails's expression was permanently mellow. He surveyed the clearing with his eyes half-open and gave a nod to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon. Silver Spoon waved back at him nervously.

“What are you two doing here?” Diamond Tiara asked. She squared herself up in the posture she was used to, ready to unload a torrent of teasing or worse in the direction of the two intruders. Given no chance to work the alcohol out of her system, however, she wavered a bit to the side as she stood on all fours, and shook her head as she righted herself.

On the blanket, Silver Spoon turned with a gasp as her eyes fell over the collection of half-empty bottles. She moved quickly and covered them up with a corner of the blanket, leaving a suspicious lump towards the back of the clearing.

“What do you mean ‘what are we doing here’?” Snips stepped forward and into the clearing proper, and Snails followed him. “Snails and I always come by here. This whole section of the forest is where we do our explorin’ on the weekends.”

“I saw a cave last time!” Snails said. “But I didn’t go in, ‘cause it was dark and also it might have been just a hole.”

Behind Diamond Tiara’s glare, Silver Spoon held a hoof to her mouth and giggled. Diamond Tiara turned her glare backwards for a second before returning to the two boys.

“I don’t care. This is our clearing and we were here first.”

“It’s not your clearing,” Snips said, glaring back at Diamond Tiara. “But fine. We were just passing by anyway. Isn’t that right, Snails?”

“Do you think when it rains, trees feel how wet they are?”

Snips rolled his eyes and tugged at one of Snails's legs, pulling him in the direction of the clearing’s exit. “Come on already,” he said.

Snails nodded and followed without objection, giving a dull wave in Silver Spoon’s direction. She returned it with a bit of blush and a small smile. After a few seconds, the noise of brush being pushed out of the way ran through the forest again as the boys walked off.

“Ugh. What the heck are those two doing in this part of the woods? Having them show up is like, the opposite of fun.” Diamond Tiara glowered and sat back down. The bottles tucked into the blanket rattled against each other as they shifted.

Silver Spoon remained standing, and kept her stare towards the clearing exit.

“Yeah,” she said. “But...”

“But what?”

“Well... weren’t you just saying how you wanted to... get fucked?”

Diamond Tiara’s face lit up like she’d been punched in the stomach.

“Are you kidding me? With those two? I’d rather go back to town and get Spike to fuck me!”

“Hey, chill out. I’m not saying we have to... look. I’m just saying... you wanted to... to mess around with some boys, right?”

“Not those boys.” Diamond Tiara scowled and screwed up her face with a disgusted expression.

Silver Spoon rolled her eyes. “They’re not that bad. Snips is kinda pudgy, like a big teddy bear... it’s cute.”

“Ugh. Fine, you go have sex with that little turd, and I’ll stay here and drink some more.”

“I hear Snails has a really big dick,” Silver Spoon blurted out. The words felt odd the moment she said them, and her blush strengthened, but she stared Diamond Tiara dead in the eye as she turned back towards her. Her expression had softened.

“Oh?”

“Yeah.” Silver Spoon turned her head to the side, then back forward. “Like... really big.”

“How do you know?”

“I just heard from somepony who... who might know.”

“Who?”

“From Twist.”

“Twist and Snails...?” Diamond Tiara gestured in the direction of the boys’ departure. Rustling still came from the brush, giving evidence that the two colts weren’t making a very fast getaway.

Silver Spoon nodded. “I talked with her a few times over the last couple of months and she... well, they dated for a bit. She says he’s... really big.”

“Huh.”

Both of them said nothing for a moment. The sun was still bright overhead, shining down into the clearing with its perfect rays of mid-afternoon.

“I kind of want to get him to come back, just so I can see.”

Big dicks. Go figure that Diamond Tiara of all ponies might be shallow in that regard.

“Well, we can still catch them, if we go now.”

Diamond Tiara scrunched up her mouth and looked towards the forest and the rustling branches. The wobble of her posture said the liquor she’d drank had no plans to leave anytime soon. And there was the thought of Snails, and how big he might be, what he’d look like lying on his back with Diamond Tiara poised overtop his—

“What about Snips? Snails can stay if he’s... but I don’t want that little goblin touching me.”

“It’s fine. Like I said... I think he’s kind of cute.”

“Why?” Diamond Tiara raised an eyebrow, prompting a fresh dose of red in Silver Spoon’s cheeks.

“He’s... he’s kind of chubby, but it works for him. He looks sorta squishy, and...” Silver Spoon trailed off as the weight of Diamond Tiara’s incredulous stare weighed on her sentence. “Anyway,” she said.

“Well,” Diamond Tiara said,” I guess we could. If you want to, I mean.”

“Maybe.”

Another few seconds of silence passed. Diamond Tiara reached back for another bottle and pulled it out of the blanket. Whiskey. She considered it for a second, but didn’t undo the cap.

“Do you...” Silver Spoon started, then stopped abruptly.

Diamond Tiara turned with the bottle of whiskey still in her hoof. “Hm?” she asked.

“Do you think they... they said they come to this clearing all the time, right? By themselves.”

Diamond Tiara nodded.

“Do you think... do you think they fool around like we do?”

There. She’d said it. Her cheeks only felt redder than the sun.

To Silver Spoon’s great surprise, Diamond Tiara blushed a little bit.

“Well... I dunno. They might, I guess. Do guys do that?”

“I don’t know.”

Silver Spoon shifted a bit on her hooves. She bit her bottom lip and looked off to the pond at the side of the clearing.

“I think it would be really hot if they did,” she said quietly.

The cap made a small popping noise as Diamond Tiara pulled it off the whiskey bottle and took a swig. She took a few sips before lowering the bottle. “... me too,” she said.

“Do you think if we asked them back, and offered to... that they might...”

“You mean, if we say they can fuck us, if they’d touch each other?”

“Yes.” Silver Spoon spat the word out quickly, like her embarrassment wanted it out of her mouth.

Diamond Tiara, for all her earlier protests, looked a bit more relaxed. Contrary to the well-kept nature of Silver Spoon’s mane, Diamond Tiara’s was already a disheveled mess, tossed about her head with loose strands poking in every direction. She looked like she’d already been through a roll in the hay and was anxious to get on with her second.

“They... well, they might. I can be pretty convincing when I—” Diamond Tiara hiccupped loudly and smiled awkwardly as the sound cleared “—when I want.” She hiccupped again a held a hoof to her mouth.

“Do you think we should call them back?”

“Do you promise that I won’t have to do anything with that gross little troll?”

Silver Spoon nodded eagerly.

“I promise. Besides...” she shifted her eyes to the side, and Diamond Tiara tilted her head in the same direction. “Well... I wanna see them do stuff first. We’ll kind of see where it goes from there.”

“I bet you five bits I can get one of them to suck the other one off.”

“No way.”

Diamond Tiara crossed her forelegs and stared forward staunchly.

“Yeah way. Probably even get him to take a load too.”

Silver Spoon shuffled her stance slightly. The red that had suffused itself permanently into her cheeks beamed brighter than a hot coal in a fire. She shifted her hindlegs against each other and bit her lip for a moment.

“Alright, you’re on.” She extended her hoof. Diamond Tiara shook it with a grin.

“Guess that means we should get them back here then...” Diamond Tiara said as she staggered towards the nearby hole in the dense surrounding brush. She held up both hooves to her mouth and screwed up a giant breath.

“Hey, dumbasses! Turn around and come back for a second!”

The sound of shuffling in the forest stopped. A short rustle came after.

“What?”

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon shared a grin.

> Chapter 2
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“So why did you want us to come back anyway?” Snips stepped into the clearing with a small bit or resistance from the brush underhoof. It prodded rudely against his belly, and he glared at it as he set foot into the soft grass of the clearing. Snails followed with no such necessary effort. Unlike Snips, he smiled all the while, giving a grin to both the girls and their blanket. Silver Spoon waved at him, and he waved back.

“We were bored and decided you guys could come hang out with us. I mean... if you think you’re cool enough.”

“Since when are we cool enough to hang out with you?” Snips raised an eyebrow and cast a wary look over the suspicious lump at the back of the picnic blanket.

“Yeah,” Snails piped up. “Whenever I asked to talk to you guys before you said to go away... and one time I think you threw a meatball at me.”

“It was a mushroom, you—” Diamond Tiara felt a tap on her shoulder from Silver Spoon’s direction and bit her tongue. “I mean... right. Well, we’re in high-school now. Things are different, and we think you guys might be cool enough to hang around for a while. But, if you don’t want to—”

“Woah woah woah, we didn’t say that. We just... sure, we’ll hang out. Won’t we, Snails?”

“Why does it smell like my uncle’s house?” Snails tilted his head and sniffed loudly. Diamond Tiara’s face turned from pink to red as the scent of booze wafted around her own nostrils, letting her notice it for the first time.

“Well... if you guys are cool enough to hang out with us, you’ve gotta be cool enough to have a drink, too.” Diamond Tiara looked back at Silver Spoon who was shaking her head furiously. Diamond Tiara rolled her eyes and reached for the bulge at the back of the picnic blanket. A quick search found a bottle of almost-finished vodka, which she held aloft like a winner’s prize. The sun caught the contents of the bottle with a shimmer as she held the vodka towards the boys.

Snails was nonplussed, but Snips's eyebrows looked like they were about to fall off.

“Are you kidding? You guys are drinking?!”

Diamond Tiara rolled her eyes again.

“Uh, duh? Come on, don’t be a wuss... unless you guys want to prove you aren’t cool enough to hang with us after all.”

Snips gave a panicked look back towards Snails, then returned his eyes to the bottle.

“It’s not that. It’s just that... we... uh...”

An orange hoof reached over Snips's head and clinked against the bottle. Diamond Tiara smiled and handed it forward. As Snips watched with his mouth wide, Snails opened the bottle and took several long gulps from it. Only a few drops remained when he pulled it from his lips.

“It tastes like old fruit,” he said with a blank expression. Diamond Tiara blinked at him.

“Did you just drink that whole thing?” Snips reached up for the bottle. Sure enough, as Snails handed it to him, the clear glass was empty.

“Don’t worry... we’ve got plenty more where that came from.” Diamond Tiara beckoned to the secret stash as Silver Spoon pulled the blanket aside, revealing the whole day’s worth of pilfered booze.

Snails gulped loudly as he eyed the selection of potable poisons.

What exactly had he gotten himself into?





“Ssoo...” Silver Spoon leaned forward a bit as she began to speak, then back again with a start. She held a hoof to her mouth for a second before continuing. “What do you guys... normally do when you’re... when you hang out?”

“Oh... you know.” Snips took a small sip from the bottle of whiskey by his side and made a pained expression before setting it back down. “We just kind of... hang out.”

“Last time we looked for tree-frogs,” Snails said matter-of-factly.

Silver Spoon nodded at him. “That sounds really cool,” she said.

Diamond Tiara sighed.

“Do you guys come here a lot—”

“Silver. Stop.” Diamond Tiara stood from her seat on the blanket. The boys had taken a place closest to the clearing’s exit, and Silver Spoon was still on the back, next to Diamond Tiara. 

“Look,” Diamond Tiara said. “Let’s get down to business. We’ve been dancing around the real reason we asked you back.”

“Diamond, no—”

Silver Spoon’s objection died on her lips as Diamond Tiara’s hoof interjected.

“Listen,” Diamond Tiara said. She looked over Snips, and then Snails, sizing them up with her eyes. The glint of liquor glimmered in her gaze, and her frown moved into a slight smile.

“Do you guys wanna fuck us?”

Snails stayed mostly calm, but Snips spit out the mouthful of whiskey he’d been holding. Most of it missed Diamond Tiara, but a decent amount landed on Silver Spoon, who seemed to take it in stride.

“What?!”

“You heard me. Do you guys wanna fuck us?” Diamond Tiara turned around and, just the way she had inadvertently done to Silver Spoon every other half-hour, waggled her butt suggestively in the stricken pony’s direction. She waved her tail in the air and made a point of spreading her legs slightly wider than normal. She knew she must reek of the not-so-secret wanting she’d been aching of for the past few hours, but she didn’t care.

“There’s no way you’re not kidding. Snails, they’ve gotta be kidding, right?”

Snails shared a look with Snips, then turned his head back to Diamond Tiara, who was still waving her plot at the pair.

“Well,” he said. “They might be.”

“What’s the catch?” Snips asked, his eyebrow raised. “There’s gotta be some kind of catch.”

“There’s no catch,” Diamond Tiara said, spinning around “We both want some dick, and you guys happened to wander by. It’s just a happy coincidence. Nothing for you to do but fuck us if we wanna get fucked, right?”

“I don’t believe it. There’s no way two girls like you would want anything to do with two guys like us. Right, Snails?”

“I sorta have a girlfriend, actually.”

“Uh, Snails?” Silver Spoon spoke up softly, turning everypony’s head in her direction. “Twist told me you guys broke up, like... a month ago.”

“You and Twist broke up?!” Snips's eyebrows jumped to the top of his forehead again.

Snails looked down at the ground and rubbed the back of his head with his hoof.

“Well... okay. We might be on a break.”

Diamond Tiara gave a pointed flick of her tail behind her head. “No problem there then. So whatta you say? Are you guys down?” 

One of Snips's eyebrows jumped, then settled again.“You’re sure there’s no catch?”

On the far end of the blanket, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon shared a quick, wordless glance.

“Well...” Diamond Tiara tucked her chin down a bit. “There is one teeny thing.”

“Oh?” Snips's negotiatory eyebrow and stare returned, this time joined by a mildly curious look from Snails as well.

“Well... we don’t just wanna fuck.” Diamond Tiara shared another look with Silver Spoon, then turned back to the boys. “Silver Spoon and me... we like to mess around a little too. And we want you guys to watch.”

“Hot dog!” Snips jumped up onto all fours, beaming. “Do you mean before, or after the... other stuff?”

“Before. Does that mean you wanna do it with us?”

“Sure, sure. I mean, if you’re sure you’re not planning anything weird like tying us up or throwing us into the woods or—”

“Or taking off all our clothes and laughing at us,” Snails chimed in.

“Uh... Snails… you’re not wearing any clothes,” Silver Spoon said.

“Oh. Right.”

“Well, let’s get to it then,” Diamond Tiara said. She pulled Silver Spoon up with a smile. The eagerness in Snips's eyes was easy to see, compounded by the hanging of his tongue like a happy dog. Diamond Tiara turned her head to Silver Spoon and licked her lips, barely waiting for Silver Spoon to be standing before she leaned forward, lips pursed—

And then stopped. She opened her eyes and turned towards Snips and Snails, as though she’d forgotten something.

“Oh, right. Well, there is one other thing?”

“Yeah? What is it?” Snips bounced as he spoke, making it a surprise that his tail wasn’t wagging behind him.

“Well... having sex is one thing, because we’ll all be having fun. But me and Silver Spoon having fun... you guys might feel kind of left out.”

“No, we’re fine, I promise. Right Snails?”

“I’m a little tired, but I’m okay.”

Snips rolled his eyes, but Diamond Tiara continued, unphased.

“There’s also the fact that, while we might think you guys are cool enough to mess around with... not everypony at school would agree. We could lose some major points if anyone else found out... especially if they found out Silver Spoon and I were doing stuff together.”

“Pfft. Everyone at school thinks that anyway.”

Diamond Tiara gave a short sigh.

“Right. But, I’m just saying... well... we think it would be a good idea if you guys could give us some collateral, if you know what I mean.”

Snips looked at Snails. Snails stared back at him blankly, before Snips turned his head back in Diamond Tiara’s direction.

“No, we don’t.”

“Well,” Diamond Tiara said, “we think it would be only fair if you guys played along with us. Just by doing what we do... but with each other.”

Another set of blinks. Another back-and-forth stare. Snips let his mouth hang open for a second before speaking.

“You mean me... and Snails?”

Diamond Tiara nodded.

“Yeah?”

“No way!” Snips backed up a few steps, as though the very idea repulsed him to be around. Snails did the same, but only after a tug from Snips on his back-end.

“I’m not gonna do anything with Snails! That’s...”

“Gay?” Snails offered. 

Snips nodded fervently. “Yeah. It’s gay. And kind of gross. No offense, Snails.”

“Huh?”

“So what? It’s not like me making out with Silver Spoon until she’s panting and moaning underneath me is exactly straight...” Diamond Tiara lowered her eyes as she spoke and walked closer to the boys at the same time. A large bead of sweat rolled off Snips's forehead and onto the ground. “You guys don’t mind doing something a little gay if it means you get to see us mess around, and then fuck us later, do you?” Diamond Tiara raised a hoof to Snips's cheek. Snips shivered as she ran it down his face, through the thick sheen of sweat that had picked up on his coat.

“I mean, it’s not that weird. It’s not like you’re related or anything,” Diamond Tiara said.

“Well... we’re cousins,” Snail said. “Does that count?”

“You’re—”

“—what?” Silver Spoon picked up Diamond Tiara’s sentence and hobbled forward next to her. She stared at Snails, then Snips as the two of them looked bashfully in either direction.

“Well... yeah,” Snips said. “Did you think our names went together just by coincidence?”

“So you guys are related?” Diamond Tiara asked. Her sultry smile vanished to make way for a confused grimace.

“Yeah. I’m surprised nopony else seems to know that—”

“You’re still gonna do it though, right?” Silver Spoon shoved past Diamond Tiara until she was almost nose-to-nose with Snips, who leaned back like he was staring down a gunbarrel.

“Well... it’d be really weird.”

“So what? You guys’d get to see me and DT do stuff. I’ll totally eat her pussy out and you guys can watch. And then I’ll fuck you afterwards. You,” she said, jabbing a hoof into Snips's stomach. The fire in her eyes that had burned at mention of the two colts doing anything seemed to have blazed into an inferno the moment the word ‘cousins’ hit her ears.

Snips gave an uneasy look in Snails's direction, then refocused his attention on the silver filly staring at him from a few inches away.

“What would we have to do?” he asked.

“Just...” Silver Spoon pulled back and held a hoof to her chin contemplatively. She pondered for a few seconds.

“How about a kiss?” Diamond Tiara said. “To start.”

“A kiss? Gross!” Snips stuck out his tongue and turned his head opposite Snails, gagging theatrically. Snails blinked, apparently not sharp enough to follow the lead.

“Come on! Snails, you’re a good sport. You’ll do it, right?” Silver Spoon placed a hoof on either side of Snails's shoulders and smiled at him. Snails blinked and smiled back at her.

“You’ll get to see us kiss afterwards,” Diamond Tiara said in Snips's direction.

“I dunno...”

“Come on! Just try it. If it’s too gross, you can stop and we’ll figure something else out that involves your dick in a pussy.”

Snips shifted uneasily. A quick peek under his stomach didn’t reveal anything, but Diamond Tiara was sure he was concealing half a hardon at least.

“I... I guess.” Snips said the words like they were poison, but both girls practically leapt into the air as he said them.

“Great, great! Okay, don’t rush, no pressure. Just... whenever you’re ready, and Diamond Tiara and I will watch... and afterwards, we’ll take our turn, okay?”

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon both took a seat on the grass and stared intently at the two colts as they looked at each other. Snails's expression was as hard to read as always, but Snips's was a tapestry of unease and anxiousness.

“Alright,” he said, turning to Snails. His voice came in a hushed whisper, just quiet enough to stay out of the hearing range of the two tipsy fillies to his side. “Listen. I know this is... super gross. But those two chicks are gonna make out and let us do ‘em if we play along.”

“Doing it feels nice,” Snails said obliquely.

“You don’t have to brag about it! Listen... I mean, I’m down with this if you are. If it goes too far, just say the word and we’ll bail, okay?”

“Okay.”

Snails turned towards Snips and smiled at him. It seemed like no matter the circumstance going on outside, there was very little that passed the easy-go-lucky fog that clouded Snails's normal thought process. The glare Snips gave him almost seemed resentful.

“Just... try to think about girls or something,” Snips said as he closed his eyes and leaned forward.

The few inches between them closed unsteadily. Snails was forced to lean low to make up for the height difference, and only closed his eyes when he was sure the rest of him would be on target. Snips's whole face shook as he crawled forward, edging back like he was about to touch his tongue a cold flagpole—but Snails moved on without hesitation. The distance vanished after a few seconds. Then the last few millimeters. Then their lips touched.

In the darkness of his closed eyes, Snips heard a muffled something noise from nearby.

Kissing Snails wasn’t entirely unpleasant. He didn’t have anything to compare it to, which meant it may as well be good, for all he knew. The texture of his cousin’s lips was a bit softer than he’d expected, which meant after a few seconds he felt himself moving his own lips into them—not with any enthusiasm, mind, but just because it felt nicer. It felt nice to feel Snails's breathing too, not in the form of actual breath, but just in the way the flow of his body moved through the thing touching against Snips's mouth. He almost felt kind of calm about the whole thing. Somehow, the fact that two girls were watching made it feel a lot less gay. And...

Huh. That was weird.

He was definitely only half-hard a second ago. Not... all the way hard.

Snails was opening his mouth.

It stood to reason that the only natural thing to do was to open with it. Then what was that yes that must be a tongue so why was he moving his tongue and oh wow that was really soft and somewhere else was really hard it was poking against his stomach actually what was he thinking about a second ago...

Snails didn’t move his tongue with much precision, but he made up for it in gentleness. His motions were slow, soft, and backed always by the soft pressure of his lips pressing down just a little harder. By the steady in and out of his breathing that Snips could feel like a rhythm in his chest. He wasn’t even sure it was Snails he was kissing anymore. The feeling was too good for it to be anypony he knew. He almost wanted to throw caution to the wind and just lean a little more forward and oh gosh Snails just bit his lip a little bit and yeah that was definitely something twitching between his legs and a noise was coming out of his chest that he’d never made before.

“Mnnmh...” The moan sounded alien in Snips's gravelly voice, but it felt right against Snails's lips. Was it all the whiskey he’d had, or was he enjoying kissing his cousin?

The ‘mmm’ that passed between Snails's lips said it wasn’t just him.

And another ‘mmm’, beside him. One of the fillies watching.

That’s right, there were fillies, weren’t there?

That was enough to return Snips to attention. He pulled away slower than he felt was appropriate, but made sure to make a show of wiping his mouth off in disgust.

He couldn’t do the fake spitting though. Something on his tongue felt tingly, and he wanted to keep it there.

“T-there,” he said, turning towards the girls. “Now it’s your turn.”

Both Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon looked flushed. They were holding their hooves together on the blanket and rubbing slowly up and down each others’ forelegs. Silver Spoon was biting her lip, but she let go when she realized Snips had spoken.

“Oh,” she said. “Right, we’ll—”

Before she could finish her sentence, Diamond Tiara grabbed her head with both hooves and turned it sharply. Silver Spoon had one second to take a gulp of air before Diamond Tiara kissed her hard.

Kisses with Diamond Tiara were always breathtaking, but often for different reasons. Usually just being around her made Silver Spoon breathless to some extent, whether it was an eyeful stare of bouncing pink plot she got on a trip around the house or the scent of perfume and body-wash that hung on Diamond’s hair like an aura, thick and sweet and ready to be sucked up by Silver Spoon’s greedy nose. When they kissed, it was almost always only because Diamond Tiara wanted to mess around, and only then because it seemed to be necessary foreplay before Silver Spoon had her face shoved between her friend’s legs. Not that she minded.

This kiss felt a little different; more real, somehow. The way Diamond Tiara was really leaning into it, pressing down hard on Silver Spoon’s lips, and then letting her tongue in, hungry the way it usually was, but in a different way this time. Diamond’s tongue swirled around in Silver Spoon’s mouth accompanied by a light moan, which Silver Spoon met with an eager enthusiasm. She could actually feel her body moving of its own accord, shifting to lean closer into Diamond Tiara, to rub her chest against Diamond’s chest, to raise a hoof and run it through Diamond Tiara’s frazzled mane and feel her lean her head closer even still like that and she was breathing so heavy and wriggling just a little bit, and Silver Spoon could feel that. There was a definite sway to Diamond Tiara’s kissing, like her body wanted more but was afraid to go forward, so she’d better make this kiss count for damn-well as much as she could, and Silver Spoon wasn’t one to object, heck no.

When Diamond Tiara finally pulled away, Silver Spoon tried to blink away the spots in her eyes, but they remained.

A thin strand of spit hung from Diamond Tiara’s mouth, joining it with Silver Spoon’s. She made no effort to wipe it away as she said. “Was that good?” ashe asked, panting slightly.

Snips and Snails both nodded, the former with more enthusiasm.

“Good,” Diamond Tiara, sitting back up and leaving Silver Spoon to do the same after she collected herself.

“Your turn again,” she said.

“Wha?” Snips blinked. The haze of the girl-on-girl makeout session he’d just witnessed took a while to clear. When it did, he blinked again.

“What... what do we have to do now?” he asked.

“Well,” Diamond Tiara said. “I’ve heard rumours that Snails here”—she pointed towards Snails, who blinked and pointed down at his chest as if to say ‘Me?’—”is packing a pretty big package. I wanna see it, if that’s true.”

“So what does that mean I have to do? Just show ‘em your dick, Snails.”

Snails made to sit down, but Diamond Tiara held up her hoof, stopping him mid-sit.

“No no no,” she said. “He has to show it to us... but I want you to help him get hard.”

“What?! Come on, no way, that’s way too... what if he’s already hard?” Snips said. His own erection was still standing between his own legs, so maybe Snails would—

“Nah, I’m still soft,” Snails said. 

“Shut up, Snails!” Snips gave a reproachful glare that was far too late, given what had already been said. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon shared a giggle.

“Come on, Snips. It’s not that bad. Silver Spoon and I have touched each other down there plenty of times.”

“Yeah, but you’re… you’re girls.”

“So?”

Snips shifted his eyes to the side and scrunched up his mouth. “So, it’s not… gay. You’re also not cousins.”

“Yeah, alright, whatever.” The look of barely contained laughter on Diamond Tiara’s face faded into a more normal stare, and she raised an eyebrow in Snips's direction. “Look,” she said. “I’ll be honest. I’m really horny right now, and if Snails is as well-hung as I’ve heard, I wanna be on top of him five minutes ago. Can you just get him hard so we can fuck?”

Snips's mouth fell open. 

Beside him, Snails raised an eyebrow. “You wanna do it with me?” he asked, pointing a hoof at himself.

Diamond Tiara rolled her eyes and looked away for a second.

“I mean… sure, I guess. Just… look, stop asking questions and just do it already. Snips, hurry up.”

“Geez…” Snips rubbed the back of his head with a hoof. He seemed to take several seconds quelling whatever part of him was yelling loudest, and after a short while walked towards Snails, who turned to meet him. Snails was smiling broadly as Snips stepped closer.

“Don’t worry about it,” Snails said in what he must have imagined was a hushed voice. “It’ll just be like that time at camp when—”

“Snails! Shut up!” Snips batted at Snails's chest, which prompted a set of confused blinks. The two fillies shared a stifled giggle again.

After the moment of awkward reprimand had settled, Snails finally took the cue to get things on with, and stood up on his hind legs.

Even soft, there was no doubting the rumours that had gone around: Snails was hung. The full length of his member dangled, limp, between his legs, with a flare at the head that made the whole thing look something like the trunk of a baby elephant. It must have been at least a little hard, because there was a certain definition to it—and, as all three ponies watching stared, they saw it twitch just a little bit.

Snails's blushed for the first time anypony had noticed during the meeting, accompanied by a smile.

Diamond Tiara pulled her tongue back into her mouth as Snips stepped reluctantly closer to Snails's hanging member. “Wow,” she said.

“Wow,” Silver Spoon echoed.

“I don’t remember you being this big…” Snips whispered the words under his breath as he made his way to Snails's side. If Snails heard, he didn’t respond. He watched Snips as he raised his hooves, shaking, and brought them closer, between Snails's legs. Right to the middle of the shaft. There was a shiver in the air as they grew closer.

Even before he’d touched it, Snips saw Snails's member twitch at the proximity of his touch.

Touching his cousin’s dick was gay, unquestionably… but seeing that it made him excited was something that didn’t feel entirely wrong. And, sure enough, Snips could feel himself twitch as well.

But, he was just doing it to get with a girl, he reminded himself.

Snails's shaft began to grow the second Snips touched it. Snips bit down on his lip to keep his mouth from letting out any sound that might cast him in an unfavourably homoerotic light.

“Stroke it,” Diamond Tiara said. Her voice sounded far away, like it was coming into Snips's ears through a suffuse fog lingering in the air.

Well, he’d gone this far. May as well just get it over with.

Planting his other hoof opposite his first, Snips's took his cousin’s dick between his hooves and began to rub, the same way he rubbed his own when he was at home—though, of course, he had a lot less length to work with then.

“Ohh.” The moan belonged to Snails, unmistakably. Something in the back of Snips's brain wanted to chide his cousin for enjoying what was supposed to be only a necessary touch, but he kept his mouth shut for fear that he’d join the moan with one of his own. Dammit. This wasn’t supposed to feel good.

Snails's dick went from half-hard to standing almost straight up as Snips stroked it. And, as he stared, a small drip of something clear leaked out of the head of Snails's prick and dribbled down the side—all the way down the leviathan-esque shaft, to where Snips's hooves were rubbing. Slick. Snips rubbed a bit faster.

A girl’s voice let out a muffled mnh to Snips's side, but he ignored it. Just get him hard, then girl stuff. Don’t think about how big and hard he feels underneath your hooves, or the way his face is flushed and flinching every time your hooves go near the head. Don’t think about that new drop of pre that came out and maybe okay just rub your hooves over it a little—

“Nnngh…” Snails twitched as Snips's hooves ran over his head, rubbing the thick, clear liquid that had leaked out into his skin like lotion before returning to ministering his shaft. Snails twitched every time Snips stroked now, and his hips began to buck gently as his dick stood at full attention under his cousin’s attention.

He was hard now. Snips knew he could stop. For some reason, his hooves kept moving.

He should see if he could stop. Snips turned his head to the audience of two for a signal.

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon each had a hoof between the other’s legs. They weren’t rubbing frantically, but Snips saw they were both arching their backs ever so slightly, leaning into the touch that wasn’t their own.

Snips felt a drip of his own pre leak from his head and onto the forest floor. “I, uh…”

“Suck it.” Silver Spoon bit her lip and closed her eyes for a second, opening them with a ravenous look inside.

“What?! I’m not gonna—”

In a flash, Silver Spoon was up from the blanket. One of her hooves settled firmly on Snips's back, and her face went close to his, leaning low, her eyes burning. Snips could feel the heat of her alcohol scented breath on his mouth, and the constant, subtle sway of her body as the tingle between her legs prompted her.

“Suck it,” she said again. “Please?”

Snips swallowed loudly. If Snails had any objection to a mouth replacing hooves, he didn’t voice it.

It was a girl telling him to do it. It was a girl who was hot and bothered and was gonna fuck him afterwards, so surely it must be okay, right?

It’d be just like that time at camp when they had…

Snips shook his head and removed his hooves from Snails's prick. He closed his eyes and lowered his head before he had a chance to talk himself out of it.

The taste of pre on his lips was salty, but not entirely unpleasant. He pushed passed it and parted his lips, taking Snails's bulbous head inside his mouth.

The moment it touched his tongue, he remembered why he’d thought this was a good idea last time too. His own hips moved to match Snails, who bucked to push his member further inside. But not too far, because there was no way Snips could take that much.

“Ohhh.” Silver Spoon’s hoof was still on Snips's back, and she moaned so sharply it sounded like she was hurt. She rubbed gently over Snips's back as he began to pull his head back, then went in for a second taste of Snails's giant dick. Her other hoof was free, and she put it between her legs and rubbed, shivering with Snips underneath her for support. “Oh gosh,” she whispered again, desperately. “Suck… suck it. Suck your cousin’s dick, ohh...”

Snips was painfully hard. He could feel a stream of pre leaking from his head steadily now, and he had never wanted someone to touch him more badly. He’d always wanted someone to touch him, but there was never any chance of it being real more than now.

“Diamond!”

Silver Spoon’s voice was louder than it ever was, loud enough to shake the leaves of a nearby tree, and to draw Diamond Tiara out of her revelry. She lifted her eyes from the nervous fellatio in front of her and saw Silver Spoon staring at her with desperate daggers in her eyes.

“Here. Touch me.”

While normally she would have objected to being bossed around in any capacity, Diamond Tiara nodded. She stood up unsteadily, now shaken by both booze and arousal, and walked to Silver Spoon’s side. She stood for a second as Silver Spoon removed her hoof from Snips's back, and her other from between her legs.

Silver Spoon shook her head for a second, as though she was trying to clear away the too-thick haze of want that had clouded inside it. After a deep breath, she lowered herself to the floor. Right underneath Snips. She could see his dick standing up straight, glistening and wet at the head.

“Ohh,” she murmured under her breath. She shook her head again. “Eat my pussy, DT.” She gestured with a hoof to between her legs.

Diamond Tiara nodded and moved quickly to the ground. She shared a single look with Diamond Tiara before she lowered her head, and something in her eyes looked different. They glimmered, like she was frightened, almost—but she didn’t seem upset. The way her body shivered and her mouth turned up at the edges into a soft frown said she was eager—maybe just discovering something about herself. That, despite all her commanding airs and bossiness, there was a part of her that liked not being in charge for once.

Like a good little filly under direction, Diamond Tiara went straight for her friends’ clit. She nipped at it lightly with her teeth, the way she knew Silver Spoon liked.

Silver Spoon let out another ohhh and closed her eyes, opening them every few seconds to sneak peeks at Snips's obscenely leaking cock, and at his ongoing attentions to Snails's equally turgid dick.

Snips was vaguely aware there was something happening underneath him, and he could hear the panting and moaning Silver Spoon was doing, which made him even harder. It also spurred on his own effort, turning his soft, complacent slurps at Snails's cock to eager, hungry gulps, running his tongue over the head and drinking in mouthful after mouthful of vague, salty taste. Snails made no effort to hide his enjoyment, though the size of his member meant Snips had to keep himself from gagging every time his cousin bucked his hips forward to meet the mouth he was inside.

When he remembered, Snips opened his eyes and stared intently out of his periphery at the girl-on-girl scene unfolding only a foot away. He’d never been more turned on in his life. It felt like he was ready to shoot without even being touched.

It felt like Snails was closer too. His thrusts were becoming more eager, more erratic, and even though he wasn’t touching them, Snips could tell by transitive intuition that Snails's balls were beginning to tighten. He could tell that familiar shiver from anything.

“Enough. Stop. Right now.” Diamond Tiara wiped her mouth off with her foreleg. Underneath her, Silver Spoon was still thrashing, panting and moaning and looking, for all intents and purposes, like an unsatisfied mare in heat. “Snips, I said stop!”

Something in the back of Snips's head spoke up—you’re not supposed to be enjoying this, remember—and he pulled his mouth off Snails's dick with the same attempt at disgust he’d managed during the kiss. “Ugh… right, sorry. Just… gross.”

“We need to fuck. Now.” Diamond Tiara’s eyes were locked on Snails's dick, which was standing up obscenely from between his legs. In any other capacity, it could have been a deadly, steel-hard weapon. Instead, it was something Diamond Tiara wanted to impale herself on until she was too weak to hold herself up anymore.

Snails, for the first time, seemed to protest. “But I—”

“No buts.” Diamond Tiara jumped to her feet and was next to Snails in an instant. She guided him back to all fours, and then to the picnic blanket still laid haphazardly over a spot of grass. Before he even had a chance to catch his footing, Diamond Tiara shoved him onto the blanket, then pushed him onto his back, making his dick stand straight up like a thick, veiny flagpole.

“Fuck yes,” she whispered under her breath.
> Chapter 3
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That left Snips standing on his own, with the faint touch of swollen head still lingering faintly on his tongue. And, fuck, was he hard.

“Snips?” Silver Spoon’s voice drifted up from just below. It sounded like she was on the verge of tears, or maybe just wracked with a general ache for something more.

“Hmm?” Snips turned his head, only vaguely remembering that he had the ability to move something other than his mouth on dick.

“I wanna… I mean, do you wanna…?” 

Silver Spoon was still spread-legged on the ground. Even though he’d only seen girls in magazines and cut-outs he and his friends shared behind the school, Snips knew instantly that she was wet; soaking, even. His dick twitched between his legs.

“Uh… yeah. I mean, if you want to,” he said.

Silver Spoon nodded. “Do you wanna be on top?” she asked.

“Sure.”

The position required little adjustment on Silver Spoon’s part. She was already primed and ready, which meant Snips only had to walk over and lower himself between her legs. He hovered with his head several inches before Silver Spoon’s entrance, despite the every-so-often shiver of her body inviting him forward.

“I, uh,” he said. “Sorry. It’s… I’ve never really…”

“Is it your first too—I mean, is it your first time?”

Snips looked sideways to the ground. “Yeah.”

“It’s okay.”

“Most girls don’t even wanna give me the time of day. I can’t believe you want to—”

“Hey, come on. Of course I do. I think you’re cute… and I really think you’re gonna fuck me good.”

Snips bit his lip, and Silver Spoon giggled.

She thought he was cute?

The angle felt awkward at first, but Snips got it after a few seconds of adjustment. He held himself at Silver Spoon’s entrance for a few seconds, managing against all of his body’s urges to keep himself from thrusting forward. 

They’d agreed on the whole thing already, but he wanted to be sure. Snips looked up at Silver Spoon who was breathing deeply and staring at his lining up between her legs. She took a moment to meet his eye, but smiled when she did, with a little bite of her lower lip.

Snips's bashful smile grew even wider.

“I’m gonna put it in, okay?”

“Okay.”

Even before he was inside, Snips could feel the heat on his prick. It was an unbelievable warmth, like it was emanating from something too hot to be part of a sweet little filly’s body. Snips had always thought about what it might be like to talk to somepony like Silver Spoon, to be her friend, ask her on a date, kiss her maybe. He’d never thought about what it would be like to—

“Ahh!” Silver Spoon held a hoof to her mouth as Snips slid inside, first just to the halfway point, and then all the way after another second. He seemed to intuit the courtesy not to start thrusting at once, though the look on his face said he’d never felt anything better in his life. Silver Spoon’s pussy was clenching around him like a hot tunnel, squeezing his dick so hard it felt like it was begging him to cum. He did his best to ignore it.

“You okay?” he asked, almost grunted, through the scrunching up of his face as Silver Spoon’s clenching pussy massaged his prick.

Silver Spoon nodded. “Yeah,” she said, almost whispered, breath absent from her lungs.

“I’m gonna move now,” Snips said. “Tell me I’m doing anything wrong.”

“You’re doing great,” Silver Spoon said. She didn’t tell him she was in no place to qualify his performance.

After a brief lingering with just his head inside, revelling in the tug of Silver Spoon’s lips around it, Snips buried himself again. This time, the contact made a smart smack. Silver Spoon gasped, and Snips groaned.

From the picnic blanket several feet away, somepony let out a noise much louder.

“Ohhhh, fuck!” Diamond Tiara was on top of Snails. She was moving so wildly it looked like she was atop a mechanical bull at the rodeo. Her forelegs were planted on Snails's chest for leverage, but her hips were moving frantically, her ass bobbing up and down on Snails's giant dick with an unbelievable energy. Even with Diamond Tiara’s enthusiasm, she still seemed to have an effort taking all of Snails's length inside, and so mostly just managed about three quarters before pulling herself off again. Every once in a while she’d toss her head back and moan, loudly, wordlessly, counter to the constant swearing she was otherwise prone to during sex. Her mane was a mess. It looked like she’d showered in sweat, and the strands clung limply to the side of her face as she bounced over and over on Snails's prick.

“Fuck,” she said again. “Fucking shit, holy fuck… your dick, your fucking dick, so good…”

Snails remained mute. His eyes-wide open-mouthed look gave the impression he could barely believe somepony was riding him so enthusiastically. Occasionally, he seemed to manage a buck of his hips upward into Diamond Tiara’s pussy, which usually prompted an even louder ‘fuck’, followed by a toss of Diamond’s head back.

“Fuck, holy shit, damn… how did I—not—know—about—you… and how good you were to fuck…” Diamond Tiara punctuated her profanity with slams of her hips downwards. Her tail swayed back and forth as she fucked herself on Snails's prick, exposing a view of her dripping pussy to the two ponies nearby, and of her nicely shaped butt that jiggled every time she slammed herself down.

“Oh fuck… shit, push up a little bit, I think I’m gonna… shit, yes, I’m…”

Snails did as directed through a haze, pushing his prick upwards as Diamond Tiara held herself still. Until it went in all the way, every inch inside her.

“Oh, fuck, cumming! I’m cumming!”

The spray of clear liquid onto Snails's waist and chest proved Diamond Tiara was no liar. A little bit of the spurt managed to reach Snails's mouth, and he licked his lips absent-mindedly as Diamond Tiara wriggled and gasped on his dick. The lips of her pussy clenched noticeably around his shaft, and tugged at it as her orgasm subsided, letting her pull herself back up to the halfway point of Snails's dick.

“Fuck,” she said, shaking, panting heavily. “You’re not getting away after this. You’re gonna come to my house every weekend and fuck me.”

Snails blinked. He had a few seconds more of blank staring before Diamond Tiara began to bounce and swear again.

The profanity from Diamond Tiara’s mouth became a constant stream as she rode Snails even harder, seemingly spurred on now that she’d gotten off. Her tail swished in the air behind her, framing the bobbing of her ass with each slam downwards. Even though she was moving rapidly, her movement still seemed focused, and every so often, as though she was making a point, she’d go down a little slower, letting every inch of Snails that she could manage slip slowly past her lips that clung to him like they wanted desperately never to let go. For all intents and purposes, Snails was wordless. He bucked upwards occasionally, giving Diamond Tiara a few more inches and getting an extra loud “Fuck!” out of her.

As she went on riding, Snails held himself up suddenly, raising the whole length of his dick and pressing up inside Diamond Tiara’s pussy.

“Oh, shit, fuck, that spot, stay there stay there don’t move oh shit oh shit oh shit…”

Diamond Tiara stopped bouncing. She held herself steady, as much of Snails's dick buried inside as she could manage. Held up. Hard. Hitting her in that spot that fucking spot shit yes she was cumming again.

The splash of her pussy juice was loud enough to echo faintly in the forest, like she’d unkinked a hose on Snails's chest. A ‘fuck’ escaped somewhere in the middle of her shaking and spurting, but she replaced it with another, muttered under her breath as she slowly lifted herself up Snails's cock again.

Snails lowered his hips again. His face looked to be covered in sweat.

Diamond Tiara started bouncing again, her eyes closed.

To the side, both Snips and Silver Spoon had been frozen for a moment, unable to look away from the scene unfolding in front of them.

“Jeez,” Snips said. He was still all the way inside, still hard, though he’d forgotten to move, overtaken by the vulgarity taking place just a few feet away.

“Yeah.” Silver Spoon raised a hoof and ran it over Snips's mane, brushing a tuft behind his ear. “Diamond Tiara is a lot of fun. She’ll probably get off a few more times before she’s done.”

“I’m sorry I’m not as big as Snails.”

Silver Spoon shook her head and locked eyes with Snips, holding his face steady with her hooves.

“You’re fine,” she said. She brought her face closer, and she could feel the tingle on her lips the same way it was there when she kissed Diamond Tiara. “I’d be afraid of anypony that big. You’re perfect.”

“Thanks—”

Silver Spoon’s lips cut Snips off mid-sentence, and he closed his eyes as his mouth parted. When Silver Spoon’s tongue touched his, he pulled back and thrust in again, pausing only briefly between movements. Silver Spoon moaned into his mouth, and again when he continued with a second thrust, then into a third, picking up a soft, steady rhythm. Occasionally he went forward hard, prompting a smack of his body against Silver Spoon’s.

With every motion, Silver Spoon continued her tongue’s attention, snaking it around Snips's and moaning luridly into his mouth. She could taste a vague hint of salt, which she knew must be from Snails's, which reminded her that only a short while ago, the colt that was fucking her had been sucking his cousin off while she watched.

“Mmmnh…” The remembrance brought a fresh set of tingles, and made Snips's average size feel big and full and complete and intoxicating inside her. The way his body rocked against hers was soothing in a way that fooling around with Diamond Tiara had never been. There was a part of her that was still animal and desperate and longing, but now it was being supplanted by fullness, eager, satisfied, the sense of somepony else needing and wanting her as completely as she needed and wanted them. She’d told herself her first time should be romantic. Even though she could still taste alcohol on her own breath, and precum on her lover’s, this was almost as wonderful as everything she’d ever imagined. The kiss went on for a while, then subsided into a soft gasp, both ponies drawing their mouths away.

As Snips's thrusting went on, his positioning seemed to dip. Harder pounding meant he was lower, and after another minute or two, Silver Spoon could feel the soft flesh of his belly pressed against hers. She opened her eyes to find Snips, eyes closed, tongue between his teeth, sweating and panting as he fucked her. Silver Spoon lay a hoof gently on the side of Snips's stomach, and his eyes opened.

“Huh?” he said, then looked down to his slightly pudgy stomach. “Oh. Sorry, I know I’m kinda—”

“No,” Silver Spoon interrupted. “Don’t be sorry. I like it.”

“You like it?”

Silver Spoon nodded, and lifted her hindlegs up. She wrapped them around Snips's back and smiled at him, placing another hoof on the other side of his tummy.

“I do. It makes you soft, and squishy, and huggable.”

“Jeez…”

“Keep going. It feels really good.”

“Okay.” Snips nodded, and began to move again. Silver Spoon squeezed his stomach slightly as he went. He wasn’t sure how he felt about it, but the look in Silver Spoon’s eyes, smiling, before she closed them, made him feel an extra strong tingle. The kind that he usually felt when he was getting close.

“Silver,” he said, his voice gruffer than usual. “I think I’m getting pretty… close.”

Silver Spoon opened her eyes with a soft ‘mmm’ on her lips, and she stared at Snips for a second before smiling at him.

“What about you?’ Snips asked. He could hear, vaguely, in the background, the constant deluge of profanity from Diamond Tiara’s mouth, probably signalling her fourth lap around another orgasm.

“I already did, actually,” Silver Spoon said. She blushed, then giggled as Snips stared at her. “When you first went in. You felt really good. But I could go again. I’m not like Diamond Tiara, but I think I could this time.”

“I just don’t think I can hang on much longer,” Snips said. He paused his thrusting, leaving himself all the way inside, grinding his hips slightly as Silver Spoon ground hers back.

“Mmmm… that’s okay. Do you wanna help me out then?”

Snips nodded, and Silver Spoon smiled brighter at him. She lifted her hoof from Snips's stomach and touched it to his. She tipped her head up, and Snips leaned back a bit, removing his belly from Silver Spoon’s and giving a clearer view of his dick inside her pussy.

“Right here,” Silver Spoon said, gesturing to her clit. “If you rub there, I’ll get off in no time. I have a really sensitive—”Silver Spoon gasped as Snip’s hoof pressed down on her love-button”—clit! Shit, be careful…”

“Like this?” Snips rubbed up and down with his hoof, pressing hard.

Silver Spoon bit her lip and nodded. A tiny moan escaped her lips. “Yeah,” she said. “Just… rub in circles, kind of. And be a little bit lighter at first. You can go hard when I say so.”

“Okay.”

Snips followed Silver Spoon’s directions to a tee, and the noise that greeted him, a long, throaty moan, was enough to tell him he was doing a good job. Moving his hips in this position was tricky, but he managed short thrusts, pounding himself in and out in half-length bursts, all the while rubbing between Silver Spoon’s legs. While he was paying less attention to his own pleasure, the effect seemed to be multiplicative—Silver Spoon biting her lip and rocking from side to side, clenching tight around his shaft as he went in only made him feel closer. He wasn’t sure how much longer he could last.

“Harder now,” Silver Spoon said sharply, eyes closed. “Oh, press harder, really hard—fuck yes like that…”

Snips began to breathe through his teeth. He tried to think about something else—school, weather, board games—but his head was too clouded by alcohol and sex to focus on anything for more than a few seconds before the writhing filly underneath him drew his attention back. Fuck, she was so tight, so soft, and the curve of her body along the side and her sweet silver fur and the way her teeth looked over her lip…

“Silver,” Snips grunted, tilting his head back. “I’m really, really close, I should probably—”

“Just one. All the way in, then rub hard, okay? I’m close too, I’m really close…”

Snips mumbled a ‘fuck’ under his breath as he did as directed. With one push, he was inside Silver Spoon all the way, making her completely full, and rubbing roughly at her clit, her hips bucking with every movement his hoof made.

“Ohh, ohhh, like that oh gosh I’m close, oh Snips please…”

Snips bit down hard on the insides of his cheeks and willed his body to stay put.

There was no warning. Silver Spoon simply came. Snips could tell because she clenched, tighter, so tight, and arched her back so sharply it looked like she was trying to break it. The soft moans that had escaped through her lip-biting became a long squeal, wordless, and underneath his hoof, Snips could feel the quiver of skin that told him he’d done something right. Silver Spoon was cumming, thanks to him. She liked him, and he’d made her cum.

“Oh, ohhh…” Silver Spoon came down soft, breathing heavily, her eyes practically rolled back in her head. She took a few seconds to open her eyes, and smiled her broadest smile ever at Snips.

“That was really good,” she said.

“Thanks. I’m still, uh, like, right there. Where should I—”

“Unh-uh.” Silver Spoon shook her head. Her legs wrapped around Snips's back again, holding him in place inside her. “You’re not pulling out. I want you to finish inside me.”

“But, but I shouldn’t, you could… I shouldn’t.” Snips gave his protests in a feeble voice. The idea of letting go inside Silver Spoon’s pussy was already working its way into his brain, and more than anything, he wanted, knowing for some reason it would feel a million times better to let go inside than to pull out.

“Shh. Just go ahead. I want you to cum in me.”

“Oh, jeez, Silver…”

“Cum in me, Snips. Cum inside me.”

Snips threw his head forward, and locked Silver Spoon’s lips into a kiss as he thrust. He traced his tongue over hers, and groaned.

Silver could feel the twitch as the first spurt came, and she moaned back. Even though she’d just came, her clit tingled. She could feel the twitch of Snips's balls against her as he emptied himself, shooting  a hot liquid she knew must be his jizz inside her. Her pussy, that had until now only known tongue, was being filled with cum. She broke the kiss for an instant to let out a whispered “Oh fuck”, then returned her mouth to Snips's.

Snips grunted a few times as his hips bucked. He was doing it. He was cumming inside Silver Spoon, a filly he’d never imagined would give him the time of day, who today had told him he was cute, that she liked him, that he was good at sex, that had made her cum, and now he was cumming in her. It was the best feeling in the world. He’d gotten off by himself before, but it had never felt anything like this. He was cumming more too, he was sure, pent up from all he’d had to do leading up to this moment, and he could feel the liquid sloshing around his shaft as he bucked in short thrusts into Silver Spoon’s pussy. 

Even when he felt his shaft stop twitching, he didn’t want to be done. He was still hard, so he kept thrusting, moving in slow, measured motions, feeling the thick cream of his jizz oozing around his dick. Silver Spoon moaned into his mouth when she felt him move again, and broke their kiss with a gasp.

“Ohhhh,” she said, “you’re still hard.”

“Yeah.” Snips kept thrusting, never wanting the feeling of being inside Silver to end, never wanting to open his eyes and not find her there beneath him.

“Ohh… keep going, keep going, I think I’m gonna cum again…”

Snips nodded, and moved to put his hoof back between Silver Spoon’s legs, but she pushed it away.

“No, just like this. Just… keep… with your cum in me… oh, Snips, I’m gonna…”

They kissed again. Silver Spoon mumbled a few incoherent words into Snips's mouth as she came, bucking up against him, still filled with his cum, some of it dribbling out of her and onto the ground now, oozing out between her lips where he was still fucking her. She came, moaning, and it felt long, lasting forever, sharp, like lightning on her skin.

When it ended, Silver Spoon collapsed. Even though he was still hard, Snips pulled out, and did the same, resting himself gently on top of Silver.  His belly squished down between them. Silver Spoon sighed, and reached a hoof up to run it through Snips's mane. Both of them sighed together, and closed their eyes. The forest was peaceful around them. Except for—

“Hey, you two. If you’re done fucking, come over here and help me get this guy off.”

Diamond Tiara’s voice was as shrill as ever. it was enough to get both ponies to turn their heads to the blanket, where they found Snails, still on his back, and Diamond Tiara kneeled next to him, stroking his shaft rapidly. Her eyes looked impatient.

“Well?” she said. “Hurry up.”

Snips and Silver Spoon shared a glance, but they both stood after a moment, and made their way on shaky legs to the couple resting on the blanket.

“Diamond,” Silver Spoon said, blinking to clear her head of its post-orgasm bliss, “why do you need our help? Can’t you just—”

“I tried. After my fifth orgasm I was too tired to stay on top, but I think Snails is pretty beat too, and I’ve never been any good with my hooves. Plus, this guy apparently takes forever to cum.”

“I don’t usually,” Snails mumbled up from the head of the blanket. “I felt close for a bit, but now it’s kinda not there.”

“Help me suck him off, okay?”

“But Diamond, I’ve never really—”

“Not you, dummy. You.” Diamond Tiara gestured to Snips, whose eyes went wide.

“Me? But why should I—”

“You were just sucking him off a while ago, and he seemed to like it.”

“But I—”

“Don’t be a dick. Come help me get your cousin off.”

Before, there had at least been the promise of sex to spur him forward. But for some reason, Diamond Tiara was very hard to say no to when she was being decisive. And, for some reason, Snips felt a little more at ease with the situation than he had before. He’d just fucked a pretty filly, who, from the look on her face, said she wouldn’t mind doing it again.

It might be a little gay, but he could put up with that if it meant helping.

“Okay,” Snips said. He kneeled next to Diamond Tiara and leaned close to his cousin’s prick. He didn’t even wait for a minute before lapping up the side, all the way to the head, and then taking it into his mouth.

It tasted different than last time. Snips gave a sideways look to Diamond Tiara, and suddenly understood why.

He wondered if Silver Spoon tasted the same.

Diamond Tiara rolled her eyes and patted Snips on the shoulder. “Don’t hog it all. I wanna help too.”

Snips raised and eyebrow, but pulled off before he was halfway down Snails's shaft. True to her word, Diamond Tiara mimicked Snips's motion, licking up the side of the shaft before reaching the head. She circled the tip of Snails's dick for a few seconds before running her tongue across the head, lapping up the little bit of pre that had dribbled out, and tasting more than a fair bit of herself. She only took an inch or two into her mouth before pulling off again, leaving a strand of saliva dangling from her lips down to Snails's cock.

“Silver Spoon? Are you gonna help or not?” Diamond Tiara cast an impatient eye in Silver Spoon’s direction, who was blushing.

“But I’m not sure I’d be any good at it…”

“Just do like I did and you’ll be fine. Or you can get some pointers from your boyfriend.”

Snips and Silver Spoon shared a look, then looked away, both of them blushing.

“Come on! We haven’t got all day, and I wanna make Snails cum. He deserves it after all the times he got me off.”

Snails groaned weakly as Diamond Tiara returned her tongue to his shaft, lapping up it slowly, like a kitten.

Snips didn’t wait for her to finish. He joined at the other side, licking up in much the same way, though with a decidedly less feminine technique.

Silver Spoon stared at Snails shaft from between his legs. She could find room on this side if she wanted to… but she wasn’t… she didn’t know if she should…

With her face inches away from Snails's swaying member, Silver Spoon caught a look from Snips. He smiled at her, and winked.

A groan escaped Snails's lips as Silver Spoon joined the pair on either side of his dick. Her licks were uncertain, but all the more gentler and delicate for it. As all three ponies licked up Snails's shaft, they reached his head at the same time. Diamond Tiara took the first suck, lowering her head down the sizeable shaft until she had a third of it inside, then pulling back off and letting the head spring free from her mouth with a pop. Silver and Snips kept their licks working underneath Diamond Tiara’s mouth as she went—and, when she had finished, Snips took over, managing to go down to the halfway point.

Snails bucked his hips when his cousin took him in his mouth. He was doing that thing with his tongue, too, swirling it around…

“Guys,” Snails said. “I think I might…”

As Snips pulled off, Diamond Tiara gave a lewd lick to the head of Snails's cock, which prompted it to twitch against her lips. “Go ahead whenever you’re ready,” she said. “I wanna see you cum.”

“Oh, jeez…”

All three ponies took turns sharing Snails's cock, though Silver Spoon avoided taking more than just the head into her mouth. Every time she did so, Snips rubbed her back with his hoof, and she moaned, even though it was Snails who was the focus of attention. After a little more sucking, Snails began to arch his back every few seconds. His prick swayed as he moved, though it was mostly held in place by the mouths on either side.

Diamond Tiara removed her mouth and stared at Snails's face, his eyes closed. Snips took over, again going halfway down and swirling his tongue over the head.

“Come on, Snails. I wanna see that big prick shoot. Show me what kind of load you’ve got. Cum for me.”

Snails didn’t give any warning, which meant Snips caught the first blast.

It came sharp enough to hit the back of his throat. There was so much of it, even for just one shot. Snips's eyes went wide as he felt the spray of hot cream paint his tongue and mouth, and he pulled back, coughing, as a stream of spunk dribbled from his lips onto Snails's cockhead. Another twitch, and the second spurt went, catching Snips right in the face.

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon moaned in unison.

“Ohhh…”

“Fuck…”

Snips considered his options in a split second. His mouth was already full with the taste of cum—his first taste, despite what Snails had alluded to about camp—and now it was all over his face too. He could tell from the size of each shot that Snails was far from done. His options were to pull away and hope one of the girls would take over, or…

Well, if he’d already gone this far, he may as well make the most of it.

Snips dived back in with a sudden tenacity, and the fillies on either side of him gasp as he wrapped his lips around Snails's cock again. Snails's balls twitched the instant he felt a soft touch on his shaft again, and he fired off a third spurt. Just like the first, this one hit the back of Snips's throat, but he did his best to swallow it—did his best because there was too much, enough that some managed to gush out of his lips, dribbling down them obscenely, and Snails's prick besides, a hot, thick white that looked like Snails had been saving up for a while.

Diamond Tiara’s face said she was struck in complete awe, but some presence of mind kicked in to prompt her hooves forward. She felt below Snails's legs for his balls and gave them a squeeze. They clenched under her hooves, tight, and Snails's prick along with them. Snails even let out a low moan in his still boyish voice.

The next shot was too much for Snips to take. The touch on Snails's balls must have given extra vigor, because Snips was forced to pull his head back again, letting most of the cum he was trying to swallow leak out from between his lips. This shot wasn’t as strong, but it was certainly more voluminous. The bit that Snips didn’t catch oozed down Snails's throbbing cock like a waterfall of jizz—and then, as the next one came, Snips dived back down, attempting to lap up as much as he could before it spilled onto Snails's stomach and between his legs.

One last dribble touched Snips's tongue before Snails fell back to earth, his back straightening. He let out a long, exhausted sigh. 

Snips took a few more seconds to swallow the remnants of the load he’d managed to catch, but there was still a substantial amount left on his lips. He raised his hoof to wipe it away, but before he could touch, he felt a hoof on his shoulder.

Silver Spoon gave him a second to prepare before she dove in, kissing him.

The first time she’d ever tasted cum before. The same stuff that was sloshing around inside her right now, leaking all over the blanket.

It didn’t taste bad.

Snips and Silver Spoon moaned into each others’ mouths as they kissed, tongues swirling around, sharing a small mouthful of Snails's thick cum. Their breath was hot and heavy, and they pressed their mouths hard into each other, aching still from want, with the salt taste only reminding them how filthy and desperate they were.

When the kiss ended, Snails and Diamond Tiara were both staring at them. Snips and Silver turned their heads and blushed. After a few seconds, they fell to the blanket beside each other. Diamond Tiara did the same next to Snails.

The clearing was darker now, the sun having long-since begun its descent from the sky. Everypony’s body was hot and covered in a thin layer of sweat, but the air was cool, and after a while the patterns of breath from the blanket caught a steady rhythm together, each pony’s chest rising and falling in tandem with their partner’s next to them. Silver Spoon and Snips moved their hooves together and held them gently between each other. After a second, as though she was begrudgingly following her friends lead, Diamond Tiara grabbed Snails's hoof roughly and held it too.

A few minutes past in silence, save the sound of content, exhausted breathing.

Snails managed to sit up first. All four ponies looked around the clearing, sometimes at each other, all of them apparently devoid of words as the exhaustion of goings-on caught up with them.

“Well,” Silver Spoon finally said.

“Yeah,” Snails added.

Diamond Tiara smiled the biggest she had all day. “That was fucking awesome.”

Everypony present nodded.

“Yeah,” Snips said.

“Would you guys be down to hang out again sometime soon?” Diamond asked. She leaned back on the blanket and kicked at something next to her hoof, which clinked as it rolled away.

“Yeah,” Snails said. “I thought that was pretty neat.”

“What about you, Snips?” Diamond Tiara sat up again, smirking. “You gonna make time for your girlfriend after this?”

Snips blushed and turned his head as Silver Spoon did the same, but he nodded.

“Yeah. I mean, if she wants me to…”

“Of course I do.”

“It’s settled then.” Diamond Tiara stood from the blanket. She reached out a hoof, as though to steady herself on an absent something, and wobbled for a second before collecting herself, only an inch away from losing her balance and tumbling back to the blanket. “Same time, same place?’

The other three ponies nodded.

“Awesome. We’ll see you guys next week then. Silver Spoon, help me pick this stuff up so we can get back to my place.”

“Actually, Diamond…”

Diamond Tiara turned and raised an eyebrow, pausing on her way to pick up a mostly empty bottle.

“I was hoping I could stay here for a little bit longer. If that’s alright with you.”

“I can’t carry all this stuff back by myself!” Diamond Tiara glared in Silver Spoon’s direction, casting an eye towards Snips ever-so-briefly.

“I can help.” Snails stood up, shaking his head as though he was clearing cobwebs from his ears. “Everypony says I can hold lots of stuff. I’m good at carrying things.”

“Well…” Diamond Tiara gave another look to Silver Spoon, and to Snips. The two ponies were staring in opposite directions, but occasionally looking towards each other, their faces affixed in permanent blush. “Fine, I guess. Come on, Snails.”

The collection of bottles only took a few minutes. True to his word, Snails was very good at holding things. Silver Spoon and Snips helped roll the blanket when everything else was picked up. They both gave a wave to the leaving pair as they made their way to the small gap in the branches that exited the clearing.

Before she stepped into the forest, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon shared a look. 

“Oh, right,” Diamond Tiara said. “I almost forgot… you owe me five bits.”

Silver Spoon bit her lip. “Shoot. I guess I do.”

“Worry about it next weekend.”

The trees shook softly as Snails and Diamond Tiara left.

Snips was waiting for Silver Spoon as she settled back into the grass. The sky was getting dark now, with the stars peeking out from overhead. With a sigh, Silver Spoon leaned against Snips and rested her head softly on his shoulder.

It had been quite a day. What would happen next weekend was anyone’s guess.