> Harem
>  by Chelis
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> The last Summer Song
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Well Shit. I thought as I looked to the skyline of Fillydelphia from the back of my mother's van one last time. I was looking back at my home for the 17 years I have been in this world. Today however, I had to leave it all behind me. No longer could I had enjoyed the soul of the big city streets. No longer could I had to fought the crowds of people just trying to live in this city. And lastly, I couldn't enjoyed my personal favorite: the small hot dog carts that one could grab a bacon-wrapped hot dog with a can of soda for a dollar-fifty. I closed my eyes and began to think back to the events that lead up to this miserable car ride:

"Hey Anon! Pass the ball you retard!" One of my striped friends screamed. Then again one would be a major understatement. Out of the three thousand students of West Fillydelphia High School: myself, my girlfriend, and 10 other students would be considered "solid colors" instead of the "Striped" kids. When it came down to who ran the school it was clearly the striped kids.

But enough about that; back to schooling those fuckers. Our chance of scoring looked pretty bad seeing that my friend was pretty much getting buttfucked by his defender who was at least 6 inches taller than him and whose arm reach can easily snatched the ball if I passed it to my friend. It was either pass and getting the ball taken away from us or a foot race with the other team: a race I wouldn't win on a good day. 

Fuck it

I made a mad dash past my defender and towards the basket with my friend's defender on my heels. My mind was fighting whether to stop and shoot the three pointer or to go for the layup and risk the block from the defender's faster speed and long arms. My friend's defender was closing in hot and it was too late to make the shot, so I went for the layup. I leaped to the basket to push the ball towards the backboard to let gravity and luck take over. Just as I was supposed to let the ball go I felt the sting of the defender's hand on mine as he slapped the ball away into the benches. Once I landed on my feet he began the same talk he was infamous for. "Ey ey ey, you can't top this bitch!" He boasted. 

"Yea, yea. This is the first time out of how many? I can still shoot over your head, brah," I replied. Referencing the earlier moments in the game where I shot 3-pointers over his head.

"Yeah, well fuck you zigga," he said chuckling.

All of a sudden we heard angry screams coming from the benches.

"What da fuck ziggers! Y'all mothafuckas knocked over my liquor!" The shouting came from the ringleader of a group of stripes who entered the court who were without a doubt looking for trouble. 

"Hey zigga we don't want no trouble," my friend said trying to calm them, but he wasn't lucky. The ringleader swung first, knocking my friend to the concrete.

I didn't want to fight them, but it was either I met the same whooping my friend just received or kick their asses. The ringleader went right towards me next screaming "you's about to catch my fade next you green bitch!" I'll admit: The zigger can fight, but nothing a shot to the balls couldn't fix. Now before you all start bitching at me about it being a "pussy move fucker!" and stupid shit like that; street fighting isn't all dressing up without any clothes on and duking it out cleanly. In these streets; any way to survive is fair game.

He took a swing for my head, only to feel only air meeting his knuckles. I was on one knee below him and took a fist to his welfare maker. The shot made the angry striped lose his breath instantaneously and fell down immediately. His friends were gonna get into our fight too before the cops arrived. When the police showed up they grabbed their boy and ran off.

My friend wasn't hurt, only his ego was bit scarred. I helped him up as the police made it to us. They made us tell them what happened, what the stripes looked like, and so on. It was also getting dark so the cops offered to take us home.

My mom's yellow skin and silver hair might have been pale when I was with the two cops knocking on my door. She let them in and I the chants from my sister from upstairs began. "Anon's going to jail! Anon's going to jail!" My little sister sang.

My mom shooed her off as she asked the cops, who were sitting with me in the living room, if they wanted anything to drink. The cops politely declined before my mom took a seat next to me, across from the officers.

The older, silver one started the conversation: "Ma'am your son was involved in a fight today with a few other kids against a group of troublemakers. They are a new group of striped gang members in the area. They probably know what your son looks like and I suggest staying low. We don't know who they are and even if we did, the best we can do is charge them for starting the fight; which best case scenario is a small fine and basically a slap on the wrist. Anyway ma'am you and your son have a nice day," the cop said as he left with his partner. Mom waited for the cops to pull away before she went postal.

"What the fuck! Why are you fighting!" She screamed at me.

"I didn't start it, they came and attack-" I tried to explain to her. Obviously she was in no mood to reason. 

"Bullshit! Why didn't you just walk away or wait till the cops came!"

"Because they started swinging!"

"I don't believe you, to your room now!" She screamed.

Man what a bitch, I thought as I headed upstairs.

I spent the next two hours explaining on my hoofbook Instant messaging and the numerous text messages I received about the fight. People kept asking me if I knew about the gang having some sort of bounty for video of me getting my ass whooped or something. They tried to describe me but all they can describe about me was "dis zigga's green yo". 

"Dinner time!" Mom screamed.

Dinner time usually meant my dad just arrived home from his day job as a construction supervisor. Even though he was at work he already knew what happened. I knew my mom would be texting him, my aunts, uncles, cousins, and all of their baby mommas about what happened. When I made my way downstairs he acted like it never even happened, because instead of doing the usual getting into my face and causing a scene, he gave me his usual half assed smile when he comes home from work. Walking into the kitchen I was kinda shocked to what was for dinner: homemade fried chicken, green beans, mash potatoes and gravy, coleslaw, and potato salad. She went all out for dinner and that gave me a lump in the back of my throat. She is up to something, I thought as I stuffed my mouth first with the chicken, then without chewing I added the mash potatoes in my mouth, making sure it was smothered with gravy first of course.

"Now Anon, before you finish eating, and don't say anything but..." Uh oh, I thought as she was about to speak. If I don't put up a fight i'm gonna lose my friends, my girl, everything... everyone is depending on me eating this! I began chewing like I never chewed before, to the point of my jaw feeling sore and a scratchy dry feeling on the back of my throat. "Your father and I decided it would be in your own good if you were to move with your grandparents in Equestria." 

OH NO YOU ARE NOT! YOU ARE NOT SENDING ME THERE!.

"We will take you tomorrow. Your dad has already called off work tomorrow and your grandparents have already said yes. You should start packing tonight." I couldn't believe it: a stupid fight by some goddamn stripes and I have to leave home; and instead of fighting it i'm here eating because my fatass can't learn to chew. When I finished I finally got the chance to speak, but I couldn't get a word off.

"Look son I believe you that you didn't start the fight, but being here is too dangerous. If they find out you live here you put your mother and little sister in danger. Are your friends more important than them?" My dad asked in his booming voice. 

Checkmate.  

I felt deject and defeated, and hung my head down in shame: he was right. As much as I hated her for doing this, mom was doing it because she cared.

"Well Anon?" My dad asked again, this time with a higher voice.

"Yes, sir," I replied in defeat.

I then felt a hard, painful slap in the back. "You're doing a good thing son. You will love it in Equestria trust me. The town is alot more calmer than this crazy city," My dad answered in jubilation. I gave him a painful smile back, not because of the force of the blow of his hand, but the blow to my heart going along with this had given me.

I couldn't sleep. It was eleven pm and usually I would be on my computer browsing the internet. Tonight the computer was in the car ready to leave as soon as everyone woke up. I got up, put on my charcoal hoodie, and snuck out of the house using the front door and into the streets late at night. Armed with my phone and sent a text:



I closed my phone and began to walk the city streets in the warm, late-summer night. The hoodie was necessary to hide my face from anyone wanting to cash in on that bounty. I walked past cute girls in really slutty clothes waiting in line to the clubs. On the corners and crossing the streets I was catcalled by 'lady of the nights' advertising themselves for cheap. I even passed by a cop or two, who gave me a good look but kept moving seeing how I wasn't causing trouble and I was not striped. When I entered my girlfriend's block ten minutes later,it was like a oasis of wealth in a side of Fillydelphia filled with poverty and crime.

After a quick stretch to the legs I took a running leap to the second floor window that was lit. Living in this city required learning basics of scaling walls, might come in handy running from the cops. I climbed right into the arms of my girlfriend, Summer Song. Usually she would wear the finest of clothes and the latest fashions. Tonight however, she had a simple long, grey nightgown.

"So, what's the big thing you needed to tell me?" She asked after she gave me a peck on the mouth.

I had to sit down on her soft bed because I really didn't want to tell her, but I kinda had to.

"Anon, wants wrong?" Summer said as she sat on my lap. She knew something was up but didn't want to jump to conclusions, she never did. 

I let it all out in one go. "Some stripes picked a fight with me and the boys today. They are a new gang in the area and they are out to find me. My parents are sending me away to my grandparents and I have to leave to Equestria tomorrow."

Summer went into full whispering panic. "What?! No?! You can't leave! Our 4th year anniversary is coming! It cant end this way Anon!" Summer said as she began to tear up. 

I wiped off her tears and held her tight. "We can get through this, i'll try to come as often as I can. We can make this work Summer," I tried to assure her. 

"No Anon! long distance relationships don't work! Even if we work it then what? Who says we won't see each other in college?" 

"You're over thinking this Summer. I'll get the chance to see you-"

"For now you will. then after a while we lose interest and...I don't want to lose you Anon," Summer pleaded as she began to cry on my chest. I held her tight, knowing this might be the last time I'll ever get to see her. 

"Hey" Summer Song sniffled as I felt her head moving minutes later. When I looked down my mouth was met with a passionate kiss. I pulled her closer and with the weight of Summer pushing herself to me we fell back to the bed. In the midst of our kissing I took off my shoes and they fell to the floor. I moved back to lay my back against her bed's headboard and she straddled me, keeping her tongue inside my mouth, feeling mine inside. In the midst of our kissing I felt her babymaker on my member and she could feel it too. She began to moan while not letting go of me, but began to slowly move her hips back and forth, getting off on my erect member. My shorts began to feel her wetness as well. My hands went from her hips to her ass, slipping my hands inside her panties and feeling her cheeks. Pretty soon I was holding her hip from inside her gown making her pivot her hips faster. She stopped kissing me and laid her head on my right shoulder, giving off small moans as I kept moving her hips.

"On the nightstand," Summer Song whispered over and over between moans. I moved my right hand from under her gown to reach the nightstand as she took over grinding her pussy on me. I opened the drawer to reveal the lone condom that was inside. What? why would she have one? I thought as I was taking a break from thinking of her continuous grinding.

"I-I wanted you -a-ahhh!- again! It's been too long since the last time we had sex," she said barely able to control herself.

"Last time we had sex was when we were 14 and your parents went on a cruise," I smirked.

"Yea, we should've done it more -AAH!- often my love."

I held her hips to stop moving. I couldn't resist being mesmerized by her beautiful baby pink skin, cute freckles and magenta short bangs. Due to the only light coming from the lamp in the nightstand: It felt like we were the only ones left in this universe. Just her, myself, and the bed.

"What's -huh- wrong?" she asked. Summer Song was tired but eager for more.

"You look so beautiful," I said with a loving smile.

She teared again as she went back down to lock tongues, this time working my hands to open up the condom. Immediately the faint smell of latex filled the air as soon as I opened the wrapper. She lifted her hip to allow me to put the condom on my erect and eager member. I ever so carefully put it on, with the difficulty of her nightgown and her continued kissing blocking my view.

"It's ready," I told her. Seeing my eager girlfriend bite her lip in anticipation to what was to come somehow made my penis harder than before. She laid her head on my chest as she lifted her backside in the air so she can use her now free hands to remove her panties, which she unceremoniously threw them on the floor; along with her gown afterwards. She took my dick, and slowly slid it into her. The more she slowly inserted myself into her, the more she gave off small, surprised, moans along the way. pretty soon I was in as deep as she can go. Summer was breathing rapidly, her hormones taking over her body but fighting it because she knew she would wake up her parents. We held each others hand as she moved back and forth, her head was back and eyes rolled in a state of euphoria. I looked down to see her trimmed bush, moving back and forth; then up to her c cup breasts moving back and forth as well. I let go of her right hand and cupped her breast, which caused her even more pleasure. Pretty soon she couldn't control herself and began to sway faster and faster, the breast I didn't have in my hand was moving around faster and more violently as well. Summer Song kept going faster, pretty soon her legs were beginning to shake.

"I -AH!- about to...," She moaned.

I felt the urge to burst for a while but I knew I had to keep going. If this was the last time we will see each other for a while, we would go out with a bang.

"Me too. We go at the same time. Ready?" I said, losing the battle against busting.

"Yea," Summer said smirking.

Instead of moving her pelvis, Summer Song began to jump up and down on my penis. the movement was alot more fluid due to the amount of her juices that came from her. She moved her head down to give me one long kiss as we both climaxed almost at the same time. I was the first to go, then she did. After the bust she lifted her bottom again to take my member out of her; and collapsed next to me on the bed, both of us out of breath.

We held each other on her bed for another hour. I set my alarm clock to vibrate in case we fell asleep. We both were tired and sleepy but we were both awake, holding each other while we continued to kiss. It was one am and I needed to head home. As I got up, I was assaulted again with more kisses as I got myself ready. As we stood there in the room she made her choice.

"Hey Anon I've been thinking. Since we are going to be apart for a while: we should take a break."

My heart dropped as I took her from my chest to look at her "What?!" I whispered in shock.

"Hear me out Anon: you are a great childhood friend and a amazing boyfriend. You were there when I first lost my tooth and cried all day. When those boys were picking on me in the third grade, you fought them even if you knew you would get in trouble. And how can I forget when I when my grandfather died when we were in the fifth grade. You were the only one who went with me to his funeral on a school day. You were there for me through thick and thin Anon as I was there for you. But sometimes Anon, the risk is worth the reward. If we end our relationship and somehow find each other together again...."

She left my embrace and went to her closet. It took her a few seconds to find our old middle school yearbook when we were in the eight grade. She opened the book to reveal what I expected: a plastic blue ring and a fake marriage of certificate. We "got married" in those fake marriage booths at the eight grade fair. To our friends they thought it was a cute joke between friends; until we had to say our "vows" and I confessed my crush to her. When I told her how I felt about her that day she stood in front of myself, our friends, and almost all of our class in shock. When she came to, Summer Song smiled and she answered my confession with our first kiss. 

"If we get the chance Anon, we can get married. I know we are young and we have years to think about this. But if we were really meant to be, why wait?" She asked smiling.

"You still saved it," I said laughing at the flushed naked girl holding the dusty yearbook in her hand.

"Of course I did. It was one of the best days of my life," Summer Song said as she tossed the book on her bed and was in my arms one more time. "I'm hoping we'll be together someday Anon, but if you are to meet a girl better than me: forget about me. Live your life as you seem fit. It might hurt me alot but I don't want to prevent you from being happy" she said, again on the verge of tears.

I wiped her tears and said in my sweetest voice possible: "YOU are my happiness, Summer Song." 

We shared one last, long passionate kiss as I sat on the ledge of her window, ready to jump. 

Before I jumped she went back to the closet and handed me the necklace in shape of her 'Mark'. Someone's 'Mark' was either a object or a concept that described their talents or abilities. I didn't have one because I never bought into that whole thing. Summer's was a microscope. "Take it Anon; and when you need some help or advice, I hope you will wear this and remember: sometimes in life you must risk the things you want in order to keep them,"  Summer said.

"I will Summer. And ill text you when I get home," I said. Fighting every urge in my body from tearing I muttered one last sentence to the only girl I had ever loved."I love you so much, Summer Song."

C'mon, Anon. Big boys don't cry.

"I love you too, Anon," Summer Song said tearfully.

We shared one last kiss, with her grabbing the hand of mine that wasn't holding her necklace and placed it on her breast. We were like this for another minute before she let go, and saw me make the fall; it took seconds, but it felt forever falling. The landing was smooth considering I couldn't see the grown falling down. I looked up to see Summer Song looking out the window, her breast exposed to the outdoors. Her lamp was like a lighthouse as I made my way through the streets until it was out of view.
	
	
> New Beginnings
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"Mom! Are we there yet!" yelled my little sister as her constant nagging woke me from my nap.

"Sweetie, we haven't even left the city limits yet," my mom replied, trying to calm my sister.

"Why do I have to go? Its not my fault Anon is going to jail!" she screamed.

My mom and I have this thing, where sometimes we can have a conversation and know what the other is saying by our eye expressions.

"Don't say a word, Anon," Her wide eyes told me.

"It ain't worth the trouble, mom," My apathetic eyes replied.

The ride out of the city was not too bad. The city streets had died down after nine in the morning, when people who would be already at their job sites. Once we hit the freeway it was very light traffic; how my impatient dad prefers. He was playing his country music on the car stereo while I was listing to the music on my phone, trying to drown out his music. After we left the city, and entered the rural areas, my dad pulled into a small family diner. We all got off and made out way inside. It had a country feel with the wooden walls and wooden floors. Even the tables were wooden. After we placed our order, (I got the double avocado bacon cheeseburger with onion rings and a Dr. Pony) my sister and my dad noticed one of the things in that restaurant that wasn't wooden: the video arcade machine on the other side of the room.

They looked at it, and  then each other. "So," my dad said to my little sister. "What are we wagering?" 

"Bacon!" my little sister screamed as they got up and made there way to the machine.

After they left and taking a sip of her coffee my mom decided to start a conversation with me. "Did you use a condom, Anon?"

My eyes sprang up. "What?! How did you-"

"You have Summer Song's necklace on. You didn't think I would notice that?" she said. She was referring to Summer's necklace I was wearing. "I should be furious that you would put yourself in danger just to see a girl, but I understand if it's Summer. I still remember your first day ever of school and you said you 'met an angel' and showed me the class photo with her," she said giggling before taking a sip of her coffee. "So how will you both keep your relationship?" my mom asked.

I took a deep, depressed sigh before I took a drink. "We are taking a break. She doesn't want me to be unhappy in a long distance relationship." 

My mom was confused. "But she is your happiness."

I immediately raised my voice. "That's what I told her!"

"No need to raise your voice, Anon," my mom said. "I feel bad for doing this to your relationship Anon, but I don't want to see my only boy get hurt or worse. look: I like Summer Song. She is a sweet girl. No matter what Anon, don't lose her. Its either my grand kids come from her or I'm drugging you and getting you a vasectomy."

We both laughed as we heard the cursing from my dad on the other side of the empty diner: my sister just whooped his ass in 'Trot Fighter' and had to buy his daughter a side order of bacon.  

"Your father doesn't learn, does he?" mom said as she took another sip of her coffee.

"You married him, But yea. Even I learned not to wager stuff against her."

After a pretty uneventful breakfast and an even more uneventful drive deeper in the forest, we finally reached the town of Equestria. After getting off the freeway, we immediately found our self through the heart of the town. My mother was starstruck. "This place is still absolutely beautiful! Why haven't we moved here yet honey?" My mom asked my dad.

"Because this town doesn't have a strip club." he said, cracking a smile.

I felt the warm splash of nostalgia as we entered my grandparent's street and ultimately their house. Me and my sister spent countless summers at that house and loved the hell out of it. We were greeted outside by my grandpa as we pulled up. The first person out and hugging my grandpa was my dad. "Hey dad, hows it shakin!" my father said.

"Good son," My grandfather replied, who was being bear hugged by large, bearded, six foot man. 

"Hows mom? How have she been after the stroke?" My father asked concerned. 

My grandfather sighed and lead all of us inside to the living room, past the kitchen to the large backyard. On the deck of the backyard my grandmother sat there, staring at the forest that the property bordered. "Hey mom," My dad said, looking at the older, green woman.

"Hey, son," she said as she didn't take her eyes off the forest. "Hows the kids?"

"Their right here," my father cracked, on the verge of crying in front of me again. The first time was six months ago, when she first had the stroke and we all were unsure if she would make it through the night. My father tapped both of myself and my little sister on the shoulder to motion us to give her a hug.

As my grandmother continued to sit there on her patio, and as my little sister and my grandfather sat watching her annoying pony cartoon, the rest of us went to work moving my stuff from the back of the van to one of the rooms upstairs. What I liked about this room was its hardwood floors, the private bathroom, and the fact it overlooked the backyard, which was an amazing view on a full moon.

After we finished my mom began to make sandwiches for everyone while we all enjoyed the sweet tea my grandfather made this morning. It tasted alot like how grandma used to do it. What was supposed to be a simple drop and go became a small family get together. All day we had worked together on either fixing something up or cleaning. In the middle of the action my father finally got some alone time with me.

"Anon, why did you sneak out last night?" My father said, as we were armed with hunting rifles in the backyard looking for any small wildlife that might had taken residence in the uncut grass.

"Because I wanted to see Summer Song one last time," I answered. It was clear my mom told him. I was hoping that she would've told him AFTER they left. 

My burly father cracked a smile. "Did you get uhh.. 'one for the road', Anon?"

"It wasn't the reason why I snuck out to see her, but it happened anyway."

I immediately felt the signature sting of one of my father's pat on the back. 

I'm really not going to miss those. 

"That's my boy Anon. Look son: I know you like the girl and she likes you, but since you both are not that close like you were once, there's no shame of testing the waters here in Equestria."

"I wonder what would mom think if she knew you told me to cheat." I replied.

"There's nothing wrong at looking at the menu after you already ordered, but I'm just joking son. Knowing your mother, if i did cheat she would hit me over the head with the frying skillet."  He joked.

Pretty soon it was time to my family to leave and return to Fillydelphia without me. My mom cried, My dad told me to take care of my grandparents, and my little sister was a forced by my mom to hug me goodbye. 

I stood on the driveway and waved goodbye as they drove off. Inside I had that desperate feeling like being a passenger that missed the last train home.  

"Are they gone? good," my granddad said "I love your mother's cooking, but when it comes to mayonnaise she puts on too much. Anon, go get my card and order a large pizza. Hand me my wallet too, got to buy something at the store."


***


While my granddad was out doing god knows what, It was getting dark and I had to bring my grandma to the living room. She was still sitting there on the porch and I expected to not get an answer when I went in front of her and knelled down. "Grandma, I have to take you back to the living room, okay?" 

The old woman moved her eyes to me and rolled them. "Fine, but can you get out of the way then?" 

I stood in shock as she made her way into the kitchen as if she was perfectly normal. Turns out she was. 

"Grandma, I thought you were senile," I said. I was still amazed that she could move on her own.

"Oh please Anon, i'm only 58. I just forgot this morning i'm not supposed to mix my stroke pills with alcohol," as she made her way to the liquor cupboard.

"Then why did my dad acted like that around you?" I said, still in disbelief.

"Because your father is a mamma's boy," Grandma said as she put some cheap vodka in her cup of sweet tea.

We both sat there in the kitchen table waiting for my grandpa to come back. She finished her spiked drink in one gulp before continuing. "Anon, do what you can to stay with Summer Song. My mothers" -she giggled- "oops, grandmother's intuition tells me she will be a great wife and mother. Summer Song, my child, is like the puzzle piece in the middle: no matter which way you go she is perfect."

"geez, you and my family all make her sound like a mary sue," I laughed as I took a drink of my unspiked tea. My grandmother would know what a mary sue was, especially being a former romance novel writer. None of her stories were bestsellers but they made enough to afford to be a stay at home mother while her husband spent all those hours away as the town sheriff.

"Maybe she is, Anon. But no matter how you label them: Mary Sues make great housewives."

My granddad came from the store with only a six-pack of beer. 

I get to spend my school year with two drunks. This might actually work out.

"Cmon Anon," My granddad said as he shoved a can to my face. "Just drink one."

I was pretty hesitant about trying it, seeing that this might be a trick or something.

"Anon, take the goddamn beer and drink it or else i'm going to disown you as a grandson," my grandma said as she ate her pizza.

The beer was refreshing but it had a funny after taste. Both of my grandparents cheered and we all toasted for a year of us three.

My grandma was in the living room still her wine and watching the news while my grandpa and I were still going to work on the large pizza.

"I envy you, Anon," my granddad began "Young, full of energy, and you have alot of pretty girls in this town. They are alot cleaner than the girls in Fillydephia, minus Summer of course. Tomorrow we can register you for school, so get some sleep. And don't spend all night looking up porn or something," he chuckled.


***


"Hey babe, we need to talk," Summer Song's first words to me on the phone went

"Are you running away, and joining me here in Equestria?" I joked.

Summer Song giggled. "It's actually pretty tempting Anon. I can label myself as a runaway youth. That would get me more scholarship money. Maybe I can even a full ride scholarship with a book and movie deal to boot. Anyway, My mom knows about what happened last night."

"Did I forget to wipe my feet before I jumped?" I asked.

"No. Your mom told her about you having to move and she noticed me without my necklace, So she put one and one together." She said in her educated guess tone.

"Did I mention how incredibly attractive you sound when you make that tone?" I said flatteringly.

"Is that why you excused yourself to the bathroom every time I had a class presentation?" Summer Song asked

We both laughed for a bit, after that we stopped. We both wanted to say it but we didn't know how the other would respond.

"Hey Summer?" I asked.

"Yea?" she replied.

"I miss you already" I said depressingly

"I miss you too, Anon" She said in a sad tone as well. "You know, my mom was actually angrier that we are on a break instead of the fact we had sex."

"Everyone was telling me today how I should still be with you, too!" I said, hoping maybe that too would help change her mind.

She giggled. "Was it because of that one time you took the there and I thought all girls in the rural areas only wore daisy dukes, so I came in those?" 

I laughed. "Partly".

We both laughed again and once again we became silent.

"Hey Anon," Summer Song said after a moment of silence "I have to get up tomorrow morning, I begin Lacrosse lessons."

"Okay. Good night Summer Song, and I love you," I said.

"I-I love you too Anon," she said, sounding like her water works were about to turn on again. 

After I plugged my cell phone on the nightstand charger, I closed my eyes and fell asleep, but not before proclaiming in my mind.

If you can hear this Summer, just pretend im sleeping right next to you.

















 
> The Swirling of the Shrew
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

My registration for Canterlot High wasn't too bad, though the vice-principal couldn't take her eyes at me. I could of sworn she was undressing me with her eyes. Anyway, after the paperwork was done the Amazonesque principal with a hypnotizing mixture of hair color welcomed me to her school, with the smaller, dark blue vice-principal (which I found out later that she was the principal's little sister) welcoming me as well. 

"We also welcome you to our school anon," she said as I sat alone with her in her dark office while my grandfather and Principal Celestia were finalizing paperwork. Luna was given the task of giving me the orientation. She made her way from her seat and rested her bottom on the desk in front of me. "We do not assume you will cause trouble young man, but if you do..." Vice-Principal Luna said, as she actually bent in front of me, giving me a view of her cleavage down her shirt. She placed her hand firmly on my inner thigh. The vice-principal was disappointed that my dick wasn't on her side of my pants, but she still stared at my erect but scared member with a hunger as if my dick was the antelope and she was the cheetah. "Like we was saying, cause any trouble, and we can get... imaginative with our punishments."

It didn't go anything beyond that (which was relieving but disappointing at the same time), but after we were done my grandfather allowed me to walk around town to familiarize myself to this place. First (any only) stop was downtown. This downtown was nothing like back home. Back home the only sky you could of seen was right above you, any other direction and the sky was replaced by the cold, dominating, steel of the skyscrapers. This downtown was also a whole lot quieter too, though I passed by the many shops that should of been packed if it was Fillydelphia.

"Young, full of energy, and you have alot of pretty girls in this town. They are alot cleaner than the girls in Fillydephia". Granddad's comment was swimming in my mind the whole time: the old pervert was right.

I passed by a animal clinic, where inside a cute girl with yellow skin and pink hair was sitting at the receptionist desk, smiling as she was filling out paperwork.

At the same time, a cute, toned girl with blueish skin and an amazing mix of color in her hair jogged passed me. "Coming Through!" she screamed as I calmly sidestepped to let her through, not before taking a peek at her dancing booty cheeks that passed me.

Across the street, a small pack of teens entered a well designed bakery shop. Outside of the bakery a couple sitting outside was being entertained by their waitress. Pink curly Hair and pink skin. What mesmerized me was her baby blue eyes, and bouncing breasts that complemented her even more bouncy demeanor.

A small, beat up, pickup truck drove by with a few occupants on the truck bed. sitting against the truck cabin was a cute girl around my age. She had blond hair and orange skin, with freckles showing her body like sprinkles. We stared at each other for a  second as I looked deep into her friendly, green eyes. She smiled and tipped her hat in a very friendly manor.

A few shops later, on one of the corners, was a boutique where I saw through the windows a very beautiful white skinned girl with purple hair. Judging by the beauty of the dress she was working on inside the shop, this girl had a excellent knack for beauty. That girl honestly could be a model if she went that route as well. Her beauty distracted me long enough to feel the force of a ton of books and a body falling on me.

Oh this fucker is gonna get it now, I thought as I was preparing to get off from the ground and start swinging.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" the beautiful voice spoke. I opened to see the purple woman straddling on top of me, trying to see if I was okay.

"Its okay..." I said, tying to shield my eyes from the sun.

"Twilight. My name is Twilight Sparkle," she said. The situation was eerily like what happened a few days ago, I could of felt her panties on my crotch. this time however, she was too concentrated on helping me. As she stood up, I noticed the light pink panties and instantly my boner was activated.

She extended her hand to me but I rejected it, preferring to help myself up. 

That fragile little body can't possibly lift me up.

She began to kneel down to lift her books, so I decided to help. The books she read were amazing. It was all advanced: science, math, history, and most importantly... "The Pony Sutra and you". I held on to that book as I helped her retrieve the rest her books. 

"I'm Anon, I'm new around here," I said, breaking the ice.

"Really?" Twilight Sparkle said as she was checking her overloaded book bag. "I moved from North Fillydelphia earlier this Summer."

"No shit? I came from south Fillydelphia," I said with an exited smile.

"I would say to watch the words Anon, but seeing you are from south Fillydelphia, you still would use them."

"Woah, woah!" I said with a laugh, "Where did THAT come from?"

"Sorry anon," Twilight Sparkle said. "My mom is always talking about how bad South Fillydelphia can be. She grew up there before she met my dad"

"I don't blame her," I said with a smile.

Twilight smiled back as she looked around for the missing book. That missing book was the one I handed to her personally, causing her to blush uncontrollably.

"I see you like the finer things in life, Miss Sparkle," I said with a devilish grin.

Twilight was clearly embarrassed. "Well, I do love the pursuit of all kinds of knowledge."

"So, do you have a boyfriend or a booty call to help you 'practice'?" I asked.

ANON, DON'T EVEN.

Technically, I'm single...

Twilight blushed even more, hiding the bottom half of her face behind the book. "No, I'm still a virgin. I'm just curious about that subject."

"Well, I'm more than willing to help you 'study.'"

Twilight laughed "Maybe some other time Anon, but I have to head home. I'll see you in school!" Twilight Sparkle said as she walked away still blushing.


***


A cold sweat broke through me as I found the only basketball court inside the town's only park.

Last time I played that game was... 

I promised myself I wouldn't play anymore as long as I was here.

You also promised you wouldn't hit on the women too, dumb ass.

Fuck it.

The stripes here were okay, but they looked like children compared to the ballers of South Filly. Sitting on the small hilly grass overlooking the game was a cute striped girl.

She makes it even numbers, I thought as I made my way to them. They stopped the game and looked at me with blank faces.

"Hey guys, mind if I join?" I asked the group. They began to laugh uncontrollably.

"You's really think you can run with us solid? Ok's lets see what you can do," the leader of this group replied.

It was a slaughter. Whatever they threw at me, I used it against them. Double team, triple team, it didn't matter. When they protected the ark, I scored on the paint. When they defended the paint, I shot three pointers over their head.

"Fuck son, I didn't know anyone from this town can ball," the leader said. 

"I'm not from here, I'm from South Filly," I answered.

The leaders eyes lit up.

"Huh, you's from south filly? and you's green? you's name's Anon right?" the leader asked.

"How the fuck did you know?" I asked defensively. I was ready to defend myself if I needed in case they wanted the bounty.

"Heard about you's Anon. You's a my cousin's zigga, now you's my zigga. My name's MaMaSe-MaMaSa-
MaMaCooSa, o' Mase for short."

I gave him a smile and a nod. "You my zigga too, Mase."

All the stripes looked at me with deathly stares when I said that. 

Welp, I'm about to get my ass whooped.

They all began to laugh again, that was until someone showed up and caused a big scene.

"Hey stop using the z-words you bigots!" he screamed.

"You mean us?" I asked.

"Yes. That word is offensive. Knock it off you bigots."

"Are you a striped?" Mase asked.

The guy cleared his throat before continuing. "No, but I find the mere existence of racial slurs offensive based on the concept of them, not on behalf of anyone, just that they exist.  Putting any label on someone - especially a label with historically associated negativity - opens the door for generalization, stereotypes, and unfair assumptions."

We all looked at him and then to each other, our minds saying it in unison.

This Zigga


***


"You's offended now zigga?" Mase laughed as some of the bigger stripes had the man upside down, dunking him into the toilet in the park's public restroom every ten seconds.

"Anon, my zigga, you's from Filthydeplhphia, you's know what to do's."

I gave him a smile and I flushed the toilet as they dunked him. Afterwards, they let him down, the man was coughing on the bathroom floor as we walked away from the larger stall that was meant for handicapped visitors.. 

Mase patted me on the back. "great job zig...oh sorry did I heart you's feelings Anon?" 

We all laughed and went to chill at Mase's house afterwards.
> In this corner, the challenger.....
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Fuck. How did I get myself into this.

Better yet: how did you not get yourself into sooner? And by the way: "this" has a name, bub.

That was pretty much what was going through my mind in the dark office, thrusting my hard member deep into the vice-principal. We had been going at it for ten minutes, just us. Vice-Principal Luna was bent over the desk, she was not moaning every time my member was shoving itself inside and then out of her, but her eyes was closed and was accepting my member with a smile, as if she was dreaming.

I was surprised that I lasted that long. When I had sex with Summer, it was with a condom. With the vice principal it was without. So instead of just feeling the sensation of the act, her wetness can also be felt. Luna wasn't gushing all over the place, but she was at least wet enough to at least not making it feel like masturbating with sandpaper.  

"Shouldn't I be in class?" I asked as I kept up my thrusts into her.

"So you can read another syllabus, Anon? You know what happens to you and your friends if you leave us without your seed," Vice-Principal Luna said without opening her eyes.

The morning started like any other being the new kid at school. Like a deer in headlights, I was wide-eyed and observing everything around me. Unfortunately, looking around I couldn't find Mase and the gang by the time the bell rang, so I couldn't ask them to show me around.

Fast-Forward to my third period history class, and my backpack was being filled with twenty page syllabuses, things to take home to get signed, and important dates or information that will be covered. Basically for the past three hours I was shoved useless shit by the teachers that I had to deal with. Usually back home, the first day (and the rest of the year), started with the teacher writing the textbook assignment on the board and falling asleep on their desk. Only a few of the students and my self would actually do the work. I did the schoolwork only due to the academic eligibility for basketball and Summer would kill me if she knew that I wasn't taking my education seriously.

"Anon, I don't want our child's father to work in a bad situation, like construction or manual labor," she told me one day in her living room. We were studying while her mom was in the kitchen, making lemonade and rice krispie treats for our study session.

"You do know my father works manual labor right? And he does make enough for us to live comfortably?" I said with a raised eyebrow.

"I know Anon," she said as she rested her head on my shoulder. "But it's the long hours that you have to work to provide for us. And there's no saying that when we grow old together, we wont deal with you having health issues from that line of work."

"Anon?" the young voice asked, snapping me from the memories of back then. The girl was young, a bit too young for me, but I listened anyway. "Vice-Principal Luna would like a word with you."

On the way there I found out the girl's name was Dinky Hooves and she was just a freshman. Like myself, she was nervous but exited for the year. Her mother worked for... well it wasn't for the post office like everyone believed. She just collected welfare but it was ok, she had a legitimate disability. 

I once again entered the dark office like before. This time, however, I heard the locking of the door behind me.

"Sit, Anon," the figure sitting on the only desk in the office commanded.

The figure turned on the lamp on the other side on the desk to reveal in fact, it was Vice-Principal Luna. I took a seat and she began.

"We told you that we did not expect transgressions from you Anon, yet you did not live up to those exceptions."

"What are you talking about?" I asked. "I just arrived in school a few hours ago."

"I know , Anon. But we were not talking about any transgression that you may have committed today. We ware talking about what happened a few weeks ago at the park."

Oooooh.

"Usually, we would not care about anything that did not happen at school grounds during school hours. But, when the person you attacked is the son of the school's alumni association president, that transgression has to be dealt with," she said, as she stood in front of me and placed her hands on her hips.

"One thing he did not mention to us," she began again, this time firmly clenching her pants. "Is the punishment in question."

She pulled down her pants to reveal her trimmed bush. She smiled as she turned around and bent over, using her arms as a pillow for her head.   

After a few more minutes of my steady, continuous trusting; the pressure was great, too great for my mind to think. As if it was invading from my deep subconscious, my primal instincts took over. I grabbed on to Vice-Principal Luna's ass a little more tightly and began to thrust harder and deeper. The sudden change of tempo was a surprise for the vice principal. She gave out small moans as she could anticipate what would happen next. In the last possible moment, I shoved my member inside has hard and deep as I could and blew my load inside of her. After the twitching from my dick stopped, I pulled out and sat back down on the chair. My dick was covered in my own semen and Luna's juices. 

As soon as I sat down, the vice-principal pulled her pants up and got on her knees in front me of me. She then proceeded to Insert my limp member into her mouth. When she was done pulling it out of her mouth, the semen and vaginal fluid that once covered my member was replaced by a thin layer of her saliva. 

"So anon, we trust there will be no more transgressions?"


***


I spent the next few classes hating myself for cheating on Summer. She trusted me to be with her forever and I just ended up fucking someone twice our age. Actually, It didn't matter how old she was, the fact that my dick going inside someone other than Summer Song had me feeling impure. I felt as if I was tainted, and no amount of holy water baths would flush it out of me.

Technically, we are still single.

We are on a break.

What is a "break"?

good question.



Welp, that settles it. 

I guess.


***


After I received my lunch (the old hag began to sniff when it was my turn, and when she did she immediately became suspicious), I looked around the crowded lunchroom to look for my crew. It wasn't too hard to find them, just had to hear the boombox that they had around them at all times.  

"Anon! My Zig"-Mase also smelled it- "Blueberries?! Anon, are you a fruitman?!

"What?! No?!" I replied. I motioned everyone to come in closer.

"I was balls deep inside Vice-Principal Luna as punishment for that shit we pulled at the park."

Mase laughed. "Bullshit Anon! I think you like the men!"

I smiled and nearly shoved my index and middle finger nearly in their faces "Smell this then." It so happened before we fucked, I inserted my finger inside her for a minute to wet her up. 

Before anyone can take a whiff, the female striped took my finger and shoved it in her mouth. Instantly I got hard feeling her tongue all over my fingers. She was enjoying it too. She was desperate, trying to suck all of the flavor out of the fingers while her eyes were rolled back.

After she was done, she smiled. "Yep, its vag. Good job Anon!"

"Danm Talala, If your good with your tongue, why not suck-"

"Save it Anon. I'm a lesbian," She interrupted me with a smile.

The moment would of been perfect, until we (and the rest of the cafeteria) were interrupted by the loud opening of the the cafeteria doors.

> This will probably get more voters than the U.S Presidential Elections.
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Six girls. All of them different, and all of them looking like the best of friends appeared in a pack through the door. The funny thing was that apparently, I was checking all of them out on that walk a few weeks ago. Among the girls was a very familiar face: The Pony Sutra Girl.

"Anon, what are you's doing?" Mase asked as I got up out of my seat and made my way to them.

I made my way through the cafeteria to come up to Twilight. Behind me, I heard the screams of my crew.

"Anon! don't!"

"You's crazy mother! Get you's solid ass back here!"

"Hey Twilight Sparkle!" I said to the purple chick. Before she can say hi back, he appeared.

Ooh this motherfucker.

Who ever this motherfucker was: he came up to her, put his arm around Twilight, and walked her away.

"Sorry Anon, we can talk later okay?"

"Uh... sure," I said. I could of felt the pastrami falling out of my pockets.

I could of let that go, honestly I could of. But that motherfucker turned his head around and shot off a dirty look as he walked off with Twilight.

I couldn't move. My body wanted to go over and punch that guy's face in, but my mind was not there. The next thing I remember was Mase grabbing me by my hoodie and dragging me to a bench outside with my group following.

"You's fucking crazy Anon!" Mase said. "You's can't just go up to his girls like that!"

"What, what is this feeling?" I asked. I felt a rage that could power this school for the rest of time, but at the same time a surreal feeling that made the entire scenario feel like a dream. My worst case scenario came true when Mase squatted in front of my to get in my eye level.  

"Anon, I don't know how to say this nice. You's just been dissed."

"Oh, fuck no!" I screamed as I got up, only to be held by some members of my crew. "Fuck this zigga, I'm gonna make him catch my fade!"

"We know Anon! Just chill!" Mase replied. "You's cant just go up and pop him in the mouth-"

"Yes I can! Disses get stitches! You know this Mase!" 

"Like I was saying Anon. You's can't just go up and pop him in the mouth. You's have to play it smart, Anon!"

I began to calm down and I sat again on the bench. "Who is he?"

"Flash Sentry. He's the popular guy around here, but that's all we know about him. But, we know someone who knows about him."


***


It started with a note while heading to a class after lunch, and after I managed to calm down. I bumped shoulders with this cute girl with a leather jacket. I wanted to apologize, but she was too quick and disappeared in the maze of students heading to class. I thought nothing of it until I found a note in my pocket while looking for my pack of mint gum:



I followed the instructions to T, and I ended up sharing a small closet space with a curly haired, orange-skinned girl with yellow hair, red highlights, and a leather jacket that screamed "Yes, i am a bad ass".

"So, you're Anon. I heard alot about you."

"You have?" I asked.  

"Yes I have, Mr swirlied the son of the alumni association and fucked the vice principal and wants to take down my ex-boyfriends new harem of girls and start your own."  

"Ex?" I replied.

"Hey, green monster, this is about you, not me!" she snapped back.

"Green Monster?"

"Oh? No one told you? Well one thing that Vice-Principal Luna likes to do is to talk. I know about the size of your pecker Anon. I want to see if its as amazing as she says it is."

I immediately tried to make my way out before the girl, who was sitting on a ledge, blocked the knob with her foot, giving me a view of her black lace panties.

"If you walk out Anon, so will your chances of taking down Flash Sentry.

I realized at that point that I was at the mercy of a school full of horny women, and they were not afraid to get what they wanted.   

I gave a deep sigh and replied. "Ok then," as I pulled my pants down. The girl began to slightly blush as she pulled her skirt up and pulled her black lace panties down, revealing her shaved pubic area. 

"Impressive Anon. Not the biggest I've seen, but I never liked big dicks. I like sex to feel good, and not hurt," She said, folding her panties neatly and placing them on the edge of the ledge.

She spread her legs to reveal her pussy, and then patted the piece of ledge between her legs that she was not occupying, as if I was some dog or something.

"We know you can fuck Anon, I want to know how good are you with your tongue."

I remember a bit of advice my dad taught me when we went on a family trip to manesachussets a few years ago: eating pussy is like shucking clams with out tools. You just have to use your tongue to dominate it, and once you are inside, you play with the clam to impose your will.

And today, I used that bit of advice.

My tongue felt weird entering her. It felt as if was kissing a small mouth with no tongue. I looked up to see the girl looking at me with a loving smile and biting her lip at the same time. She was stroking my hair gingerly as I felt the weight of her legs on my shoulders and the heel of her feet on my back.

It soon became wet, and it caused me to increase my tongue's movements. Her smile gave way to moaning, and her strokes of my hair turned into her pulling my face closer to her opening. After a while, she began to rub her clit and playing with her breasts as I was eating her out. Her leg began to shake as she finally came and pushed my head away.

The girl sat on the ledge, overwhelmed over her orgasm and having short but deep breaths, as if she ran a mile or ten.

"Sorry Anon. It's the first time someone has ever done that for me in a long time, thank you," she said as she still was sitting, her legs still spread and giving me a view of her wet pussy. 

"So, people do sexual favors around here? what happened to money?" I asked as I pulled my pants up and began to look for that pack of mint gum I brought with me.

"I don't know where you came from Anon, but here we don't do things for money. We all have enough money here, it's just all the men here are giant pussies," she replied as she reached to an unopened roll of toilet paper and began to use it to clean herself down there. 

"Speaking of giant pussies," she added. "Flash is the popular one here, so you cant take him in one go. You have to give him the metaphorical 'death by thousand cuts' method. Take one of his girls here, beat him in a competition there. As for the girls, they are just his eye candy, and not in a actual relationship. Twilight Sparkle might be an exception. If you can convince one of them to hang with you instead of him, the rest might be willing to go with you. By the way, if you are going to have sex sessions with those girls, don't forget to let me into the action," she said with a horny smile.  

"I thought you didn't want part of this 'harem' you keep saying I'm trying to get," I replied.

"Doesn't mean I don't want a slice of the action, Anon," she answered.

"Alright then, who should I go after first, then?" 
> Centerfold part 1
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

 "Yo Anon. You's ready for this?" Mase asked in a nervous jitter.

"Jesus Mase, looks like you're going to shit yourself. Just chill, you got this," I said sitting next to him. All of us were in the boys locker room, dressed in our best basketball gear. The locker room looked alot better than the ones back home: The   lockers had fresh paint, and there were no tagging on the walls, or even in the mirrors in the bathroom. The best thing about tryouts in Canterlot High was the lack of competition. From what I've heard, they barely convince enough people to show up to play, and those who tryout usually got in the team. 

I also wanted to get out of the locker room, and quickly. The freshman still haven't learned that in a locker room that reeked of body odor, using Axe Body Spray made the smell nearly unbearable. I told the guys I had to make a quick call to Summer Song, and I would meet them later. As I sat there taking in the horrid smell, I heard what I was waiting for: The clopping sound of stilettos meeting hard floor. The door opened to reveal a not too happy Vice-Principal Luna with a manila folder in her hand.

"We cannot believe we are doing this," She said in an unhappy tone.

"I said the same thing when we did it. Glad to see that things can come around full circle," I said with a smile.

"You should of alerted us if you were not of age."

"You shouldn't pway on Iwwocent children like me," I answered with a childish tone. 

Luna laughed and handed me the folder. "This is Flash Sentry's permanent record. You can't take pictures, but you can look inside."

Finally, the moment came. I specifically asked for this because of the information I could use against Flash. The information in this folder might give me something, an edge to show that bitch what happens when you miss with filly-

Nothing.

"There's nothing in here," I said in shock.

Vice-Principal Luna laughed. "Anon, sometimes saying nothing says alot more than talking."

I began to think about that statement, I mean if his record is clean...

"He is a goody two shoe?"

"And?" Vice Principal Luna said eagerly, she obviously was loving the fact I was using my brain.

"And if I can prove to everyone he isn't as the boy scout that he comes off as, I might get the benefit of the doubt when I need it?"

Luna gave me a giant hug, with her rather healthy breasts to my face.

"Huzzah! We knew you could figure it out!" She screamed in celebration. 


***


I always had this joke in my mind, and It looked like I would be able to pull it off. As Mase was checking out all the girls, who were waiting for the Lady Wondercolts tryouts that were to happen right after ours from the bleachers, I tossed some water on his face from a water bottle. 

"Fuck Anon! what was that for!" Mase screamed. 

"You looked thirsty," I replied. Everyone trying out and even the girls laughed, including the cute Rainbow Haired one that was in Flash's group.

Just like that game that began my friendship with my new crew: it was a slaughter.The crew and I were too quick, too strong, and too swagalicious for everyone trying out. Even though everyone made the team, my group and I became starters. I became point guard.

"Anon, where are you's going?" Mase asked as I got up from the bleachers and began to make my way out of the Gym after we were done. We decided to stay to cheer Talala in her tryout.

"Gonna get some fresh air, be back in a sec. And if it ends before I go: get the Rainbow Haired girl's number for me."

The best thing about working up a sweat is wind. It gives a strong feeling of freedom. It smelt like the forest that surrounded the town. There was also a hint of perfume in the wind as well... 

That expensive, fancy, perfume.

A few feet from the Gym doors and around the brick corner I observed a beautiful creature. White Skin, Purple Hair, and a sense for fashion that would make anyone from London, Paris, or New York jealous. When it came to these kind of girls, you have only one shot of making an impression. Blow that one chance: you will spend the rest of your relationship in the friend-zone. Any other guy would literately shit bricks thinking about coming up to her. As for me? I just went up to her. 

Why?

Because I'm just that fuckin' boss.

I came up to the girl, who was taking pictures of the flowers along the side of the building. "Why are you taking pictures of the flowers? If you are looking for real beauty, you should take a selfie," I said with a smile.

The girl was not amused. "Is that the best one liner you have?"

"Yea," I answered non-apologetically.

"Eh, its better than this one guy said. I can never look at my feet and talcum powder the same way again."

"Ew."

"I know. I'm Rarity by the way."

"Anon" I said with a devilish smile.

"Oh, your the guy? I'm guessing you are here to take me from Flash or whatever you two are arguing about?"

"Sadly, No. I'm here for some fresh air, had basketball tryouts. What are you doing?"

"I've always loved a man in uniform," she said with a seductive wink. "And I'm just taking pictures, it helps me think of new ideas for clothing lines."

"Really? If I find anything that you might find inspirational, can I send it to you?"

For someone who had never asked for a girl's number for other than working on school projects, I think I did okay. We exchanged numbers, said our goodbyes, and I began to walk back to the gym. But not before snapping a picture and sending a text to my new acquaintance.



I smiled as Rarity pulled her cell phone out of her bra, and read the text. She giggled and turned to me.

"You are persistent, I like that."
> The Battle of Sugar Cube Corner I
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

At this point, I felt like I was on top of the world. Even more so when Talala came to us screaming like a little girl. The boys coach was so impressed by her abilities, he begged her to join our team. Although she will be playing off the bench, she would basically be the go-to bench player of our team.

We all decided to celebrate by heading to Sugar Cube Corner for some shakes. We all still had our basketball gear on, and even if we did look retarded walking through the town in them, all of us had the feeling that nothing can bring us down. Traffic had picked up with people heading home or bustling around the town. Among those spots was Sugar Cube Corner. Other than being the only bakery in town, it also doubled as a popular after school hangout for the high schoolers. At this point in the afternoon, the place was packed, though luckily a corner section opened up and we made our way there. Surprisingly, we were not the loudest one there.

The place was a flurry of activity: People were doing homework in groups. The pretty girls were talking to each other and putting on make up, while at the same time some of the boys occupying the tables around them kept trying to talk to them. Speaking of getting holla'd at:





Compared to shakes they offered in Filly, these shakes were amazing. It tasted like it came from real cocoa, and not the chocolate powder that the other places would use. Kinda explains why the girl that works for the owners (got to meet Mr. and Mrs. Cake, they gave me a free shake since my grandfather nearly blew the head off a person who tried to rob them when they first came into town. another story for another day.) was basically bouncing off the walls.

Huh, she is one of Flash's girls too.

As if told to by command, the entire place stopped and looked towards the door to reveal Flash Sentry and his band mates entering the place. 

Speak of the Devil.

They probably just finished their jam session in the music department. It seemed that in Equestria, you were supposed to shut up, and allow Flash and his boys to get his drinks in silence and let him become king of the place or some shit. Did my crew and I get the memo?

That zigga wishes we did.

In motherfuckin fact, we actually became louder as they made their way through the crowd. We were making noise, chatting among ourselves and making fun of the way they looked. Talala even managed to holla at the pretty girls in that one table, and she made it as lewd as possible. 

Some of the people in the seats near us began to back away from us. I couldn't of blamed them, but I knew Flash's game. He wanted ME	to say something, and was ignoring my friends. As they got their shakes and made their way to the exit my crew began to laugh out loud.

I leaned back so that my head was looking at the ceiling in a euphoric feeling of my friends giving him hell, and with a barely audible whisper I said: 

"Boypussy."

"What?! What the fuck did you say about me, you little bitch?!" Flash Sentry screamed as he reentered the bakery with his group right behind them. He looked beyond pissed. 

He has a good ear, I'll him that.

Flash Sentry and his band surrounded our corner seat, which made us laugh even harder that they tried to look intimidating with their shakes with whip cream and sprinkles.

"Why are you talking shit for, you ghetto trash?" Flash said with his intense eyes, which made me crack a smile.

"I have no idea what you are talking about? care to enlighten me?"

"I heard you called me a boypussy, I am not a boypussy, Anon," He said with an anger that was quickly reaching critical mass .

"Says the lead singer for a indy rock band," I quickly replied.

My crew was laughing their ass off. They were relaxed, but I knew that was to make it look like they were not ready to fight and to draw Flash's boys to attempt a surprise attack. They knew that in a fist fight they would mop the floor with these guys in a second. 

Flash Sentry clinched his fist and was prepared to start swinging, only to be stopped by a small, purple hand on his shoulders.

"Flash Sentry! outside! now!" Twilight Sparkle commanded as she made her way, with a angry Flash walking away.

"This isn't over, Anon!" Flash screamed as he walked out as well.

For me and the boys, we started chanting. 



His band mates began to walk out as well, doing their best to go out through a different door, so they wouldn't catch Twilight's fury, which looking outside it was pretty tough. It was all over in a few seconds that ended with Twilight storming off. It looked like Flash wanted to trash the front of the restaurant, but with everyone looking it wouldn't of been the best idea. 

"More like Flash Pisstery," Mase said, after it was all said and done. 


***


I don't know what is it with the town park, but if you wanted to run into someone, chances are you would find that person there. It happened to me walking home from Sugar Cube Corner. Mase and the boys offered to walk me home, but I decided against it. If I was to be attacked, everyone would know who it was. 

It was getting dark. and I used the park as a shortcut, only to see a familiar, purple, figure on the swings.

Problem was only she wasn't swinging, she was just sitting there with her head down. 

I took a seat on the other swing, to see she was silently sobbing.

"Go away, Anon. It was your fault too," she said, trying to hide the fact she was crying.

"Sorry Twilight. I should of taken the high road," I said. Technically Flash started it, but I finished it like a fresh motherfucker, but I didn't want to aggravate her even more.

"Twilight. I don't have any grudge against Flash, of course I was angry when he did that when I was trying to talk to you, but I'm over that. I just want to live life in this new town and make alot of new friends." 

Great Lie, you should be a lawyer, Anon.

Twilight began to smile as we both stared into the sunset. My time in this town has been short and insane, though I'm loving it. I never know what is going to happen at any moment. Or one of my favorite rappers said once: "Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand."

Speaking of crazy and exiting...

"So Twilight, about that pony sutra book..."

Twilight Sparkle began to blush and laugh. "Are you still going on about that?"
> Shimmer after Sunset
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"So Anon," Twilight said, breaking the minute long silence as we both were watching the sunset. "Have have you ever had...."

"Had what?" I asked, hoping she would be bringing up what I was hoping to do to her, and her friends.

"A Girlfriend?" 

So close.

"Used to, we called it off after I moved. We still talk."

Twilight's smile went away "I'm sorry to hear that. You must of cared for her alot."

"I do, but we didn't see my move coming." I said as a shrugged my shoulders.

The light was getting dim and the air a bit colder, so I offered to walk Twilight home. She accepted, and we left the park to her house. Along the way, we talked about learning to adjust to this quiet life, since we did both moved here from the big city. Twilight was enjoying the challenge of our new school. Her family always wanted to move to this town, and after her older brother join the military and married his childhood sweetheart they decided now would be the perfect time. Especially since their daughter was scorching the countless private, magnet, and charter schools the many city schools had to offer.

"It was ridiculous. One day during my freshman year, a strange man with a suit came to my house looking for me. He was the dean of a prestigious university asking me to skip high school and enroll in his university on a full ride scholarship."

I chuckled about it during the walk home. I was walking Twilight home during Twilight because she had to be home by Twilight.

My Zigga, I heard you like Twilight.

For my troubles of walking her home, I was given a hug, a peck on the cheek and a wave goodbye. I was hoping for a blowjob at least but, I did appreciate it the former. 

Beyond that, there was barely anyone outside, minus a few people visiting the shops. It was relaxing walking home with a light breeze with my loose basketball gear.

I immediately stopped on my way home while trying to cross back through the park, I was hearing noses and I had a feeling.

He is here, I can feel it.

It's your phone, dumb ass.

Oh.



Like Twilight, I would be expecting my pecker going in her one way or another. But realistically, I would probably get a kiss on the cheek.  

I arrived after dark to a worried pair of grandparents.

"Where have you been, Anon?" My grandma asked. "You know I cant drink until everyone is here and eating."

"But the food Isn't done." I said, seeing that the Brussels Sprouts was still in the steamer.

"I'm a old woman Anon, all I ask is to be intoxicated with my family members." 

we were going to finish the cheap vodka tonight, until I told them the news about me getting the starting gig for the basketball team. So instead she pulled out her most expensive box wine. We shared the food and the wine and celebrated. Grandpa especially since he get to look at the pretty girls more. Grandma countered with the same, it seems she was especially fond of the country girl that is part of Flash's group's older brother 

Forgot his name, was it 'Tall Mac", 'Mac Big', or 'Fleetwood Mac'

Among my usual after school rituals, my favorite was putting NPSE to catch up on the sports news, while doing homework. It was a after school tradition between Summer Song and I. Usually afterwards, we would head off the nearby diner and hang out with our friends, or stay inside and watch a movie together. The tradition never changed, we texted each other while we did our homework.


***


What's with me and hearing things?

Once again, I thought I heard something coming from my room while I was in my shower. But, that would be impossible since I locked my door. 

I thought nothing of it until I left the bathroom with nothing but a towel on my head. The first thing I saw that was out of place was the figure on my bed.

It was not that hard to see who it was, and what it was doing.

It was Sunset Shimmer on my bed, reading the only porn magazine I managed to save from the move. 

"Aww Anon, you like girls with fake tits? I expected better of you" She said as she tossed the magazine on my computer desk. As I went to get a towel to make myself decent, Sunset was doing the exact opposite. She took off her skirt while sitting up on the bed, and then her shirt as she got up, revealing her magenta bra and panties. She ripped the towel from my had and threw it behind her. 

This girl knows what she wants, I might like this town after all.

I kinda thought that our time inside the janitors closet a few weeks ago would be the only time we would do something like this. But that thought went away as she went on her tip-toes, grabbed my by the neck and pulled it down, throwing my lips right at hers. 

We kissed for a good few minutes under the full moon, Until I felt a moving sensation on my dick: one of her hands was stroking it gingerly. it felt amazing, until she grasped it with a amazing force. She has a really tight grip.

SHE IS CHOCKING ME ANON, HELP!

"Be a good boy Anon and give mamma what she wants," Summer said as she dragged me to my bed with my penis still in her grip. She finally let go as she laid down on my bed, with me on my knees, towering over her. 

I didn't know what was it about her: either her 'I don't give a fuck' attitude, her beautiful, long crimson and yellow hair, or maybe even her beautiful cyan eyes. All I knew was I was starting to agree with myself. 

WRECK THIS BITCH, RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!

And wreck her I did.

I was on top of her and kissing her. at the same time she wrapped her legs and arms around me, holding on and not wanting to let go. We had to stop to take off her bra. We both giggled as she took it off. 

"It gives me problems too," she giggled as she added them to her pile of cloths on the floor. We continued to kiss, this time feeling her soft, perky breasts instead of the bra. 

Pretty soon, her panties was the next to go. And right then, it was time to give her what she came for. This time however, she managed to kick me off the bed and wiggle herself under my sheets. Pretty soon I was next to her under the sheets, both of us cuddling and kissing. 

"So I heard what you did to flash, and I wanted to thank you for it. I've always wanted for this town to see his real side. Behind closed doors, he can be a real asshole."

I smiled as I went on top of her again, and instead of kissing her, I went for the neck. Her moans were muffled trying to be as quiet as possible, but since her mouth was by my ear, I could hear them loud and clear. Which made my dick as hard as it could be. 

Even Sunset was getting impatient.

"Stop teasing me, Anon. Just put it in already."

She's the boss.  

I could of felt her warm juices surrounding my cock as I slid it in. Not only that, I could of felt her fingernails digging on my back with every push. It got deeper every time I slid in and out. As I was moving in and out of her, I took a break from sucking on her neck to look at her face: Her eyes was closed and her mouth was wide open. She looked like she was in alot of pain. 

"Don't stop baby, please don't stop," she whispered as she opened her eyes. We were lost in each others eyes as I felt the pressure building up. 

"Go ahead Anon, I'm on the pill," she added.

That green light made me go faster and harder, to the point she let go of my back and used one of my pillows to moan into. The faster I went, the more she hugged that pillow tighter to her face, until I released everything in her. We both began to catch our breath. And as I layed next to her, she gave me a kiss on the check. 

"Thank you, Anon" she said as she cuddled with me.

"My parents wont be home until tomorrow afternoon, so do you mind if I spend the night with you?"

Well it was a Friday, so why not?   

I pulled her closer, so that our sweaty, naked bodies were basically as one. I gave her a kiss on the forehead as well.

"Goodnight, Sunset Shimmer."
	
	
	 
> Shimmer after Sunset pt 2/ Rarity's Reward
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

My favorite part about leaving the windows open during the night is the feeling of being under warm blankets when it's a bit chilly at the same time. It felt alot better with another naked body sharing the same blankets with me, especially if it's someone from the opposite gender. 

Waking up next to a sleeping Sunset Shimmer was one of the best feelings in the world. I had that feeling when I was with Summer Song that night before I left; Where the world just melted away and we were the only ones left in the world.

I honestly wanted this to last forever, until Sunset Shimmer awoke the second the sunlight reached her face. She opened it to see me staring back at her with a smile. She preceded to do the same.

"Morning Anon," she said in a groggy voice. Without another word, she made her way out of my bed. Her body was like art in motion: even if it was just putting her clothes on. Like her panties, skirt, and then shirt. She stopped as soon as she put on her socks, and proceed to jump on top of me giggling. We kissed for a good few minutes. Nothing major just pecks and small episodes of tongue. 

I started getting hard again. I couldn't tell if it was because of her or my morning wood.

Sunset-Senpai, please notice me.

Either way, she noticed it. 

If I was not fully awake from the kissing, I fully became aware when she yanked my blankets. When she did that, I had a rush that I can compare when you jump into the pool after spending a minute in the hot tub. 

Sunset beamed at me as she lifted her skirt and parted her magenta panties to her thighs, revealing her already moist pussy. I didn't put up a struggle as she she inserted my member in her. She was breathing faster and giving off faces of pleasure as she accepted all of it and ended up with my entire shaft in her. After she collected herself she began to move her hips back and forth. At first it was slow, getting her body used to a good size penis in her. Slowly she went faster, and faster, while at the same time she was breathing heavier and faster. 

When she was ready, she moved her hips as fast and as hard as her little body could, at the same time trying not to make a noise. Again, her juices and sweat can be felt all over my thighs. After a few moments of her rapid movements, I released again into her. This one was a alot less than last night, then again It was our second time in a day doing it.

This time however, Sunset grabbed one of my clean towels next to my bed and used it to clean herself up. As soon as she got her self cleaned up I grabbed some basketball shorts from one of my drawers and led her down to the front door of my house.

"I promise more if you can damage Flash's popularity," she said as she gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"So am I just you little minion then?" 

Sunset laughed. "If you want to be. But don't worry Anon, you will be my sexy stud minion."

We gave a hug goodbye and I watched her walk away towards her home in the dawn of a Saturday.

I had a hour before my grandparents woke up, so my impromptu plan went into action. First things first, the blankets and sheets had to be washed. The first ones in the washing machine in the basement were the sheets, the blankets were in the next load in a hour, which would be enough for the traditional two mile jog, which I would hope to build my stamina for the team. After putting on a second pair of shorts and a hoodie, I went for my jog. It was noting special, though I shaved three second from my personal best.

Two sex sessions and a personal best. Look out world, I'm a beast.

I arrived home to my grandmother making pancakes. My grandfather was out in the garage doing some woodwork: I think a table for the backyard or something. Either way, I looked like they didn't know what went on last night. After some good mornings to the two I went for a shower. However, I was disappointing that no other classmate was waiting for me on my now barren bed. 

When I came out, this time the bed was empty, which I was expecting anyway. After putting on some clean clothes, I went downstairs to join. 

It was the typical morning: Grandpa and Grandma talking about the local news from the newspaper, while I was scarfing down mountains of pancakes. Grandma loved the fact I was a huge eater, she even called me her 'Vacum Cleaner' for all the leftovers I have consumed. She liked to cook big, but that also meant wasting alot of food.

Like most times I've said 'It was a typical anything,' it became anything but. There was no exception today, this time it started with a ring of the doorbell.   

I would of sworn Grandpa would of keel over and die a happy man to see who was at the door. As always, Rarity wearing the latest trend, and looking absolutely stunning.

Careful Grandpa, she looks like the kind of girl who would seduce a older man.

"Greetings sir, is Anon available?" Rarity asked.

Grandpa didn't need to tell me a word. By the time he turned around, I was already at the door.

"Hey Rarity, whats up?"

"Hello darling, mind if we talk in your room?"

"Sure,"

I thought I could of made it to my room with Rarity without my grandparents without them saying a word: I was wrong

"If you two are going to have sex, please record it!" Grandpa screamed with a laugh. 

Rarity laughed. Not because of the comment, but on how red I became in embarrassment. 

"So, what did you need to tell me Rarity?" I asked as I closed the door behind me. She took a seat on my bed. 

"I came by thinking right now would be the perfect time for your reward. now close your eyes, Anon."



> Rarity's Reward pt 2
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

While my eyes were closed, all I heard was the light rattling of metal bumping into each other. 

Handcuffs?

Handcuffs? Man, I knew sh'es probably a little bit on the freaky side, but not like that!

"Okay Anon, go ahead," Rarity finally said, sounding like she was giving me a doggy treat or something. 

I opened my eyes and to my disappointment: it was not a naked white girl with handcuffs and a condom wrapper in her mouth: It was a set of keys that looked like they belonged to an expensive car.

"Did you buy me a car?" I asked.

"No, Anon! As a reward, you get to help me pick out fabric at the flea market today."

"So, my reward is being your assistant for the day?"

"Yes," she answered non-apologetically. 

Normally, I would of laugh her the fuck out of my house. But, I had nothing to do today, and it was the most beautiful girl in the whole damn town, so the choice was a little bit easier to make. 

"Alright, just give me a minute to get dressed. Unless you want to stay-"

"Ill be outside," she said in a hurry.

Luckily, I always kept a fresh pair of last minute "going out" clothes handy for a situation like this. Usually, it would be a more urban set, but, around here it would just make people look at you funny. Instead, I choose something more causal without looking like some common thug. After getting my phone, headphones, wallet, and condom in my pocket; Rarity and I made our way out the door, with a promise to my grandparents I would be back before dinner.  

"Rarity, how..." I asked, mesmerized by the fact this teenage girl was driving a Trotfrari. Not exactly the modern, sleek ones, but the fact she was driving a fucking luxury car was nothing to sneeze at.

"Oh, this old thing? My father gave it to me as a hand me down for my birthday."

I noticed a few things about this car as I walked around it: From the 90's, but it looked like it just came fresh from the assembly floor. At this point, I didn't care how old it was, I wanted to see it in action.

Big Mistake.

I wanted to scream, really I did. It felt like Rarity was one wrong move from both of us ending up like Paul Walker. The way she weaved in and out of the two lane road through the forest to the drive-in theater outside of town was something out of an action movie. 

"So" I said in my best non-screamish voice. "How did you end up with a 90's Trotfari?"

Rarity answered nonchalantly. "My father was the starting quarterback of the 93' Fillidelphia Eagles (that won the superb owl that season). He retired and started a chain of car washes." 

"Well, explains the car!" I said, as she missed the turn, and made an impromptu u-turn that made the air smell like burned rubber. 



It was pretty cool for a late summer day, a warm 80 degrees. The flea market was a bustling little temporary village of stalls with all types of items, food, or even services sold. It varied from glorified garage sales to even a psychic offering palm readings. 

The shoppers were a mix between families enjoying their Saturday morning, and elderly couples antiquing. Rarity and I were probably the only teens in the place: or so I thought.

As I was carrying the few small bags of fabrics and nick knacks that Rarity decided would be good for a new line she was working on, A burning question entered my mind.

"Hey Rarity, I know I'm not the only one you've dragged to do your dirty work. What happened to the last guy?"

"Oh him. He became... too clingy."

"I see."

"Stay here Anon! I see a fabric sale!" Rarity commanded as she went inside a tent.

I took the time to make a couple of texts to Summer Song.



"Don't get too comfortable being her lapdog."

"What?" I asked the voice coming from behind me without turning around.

"She thinks she can do ok without me, but she does not know she needs me. She is nothing without me."

"Bro, I don't know you. And, I really suggest you back off before we do some conflict resolution right here," I answered

"Why did you come to this town? I suggest you do go back to that zigger infested hellhole you came from."

I turned around with a clinched fist, ready to start swinging.

Nothing. 

No one was behind me. 

I felt maybe it was the heat that was bugging me

It's not even that hot.

That still didn't stop me from getting some lemonade from a nearby stall and waited for Rarity to finish up. The rest of the day was uneventful, minus running into Fluttershy, where we were formally introduced. It seemed that Fluttershy was out and about looking for deals for animal feed, and met some success. From morning, to afternoon, to sundown, we went through a few sweeps of the place and filled the entire trunk of Rarity's car with clothes, fabric, and accessories.

"So Rarity, ever thought of going into modeling?" I asked, while Rarity took a much more calmer drive back into town.

"All my life I was told to model. I like to model, but designing is my calling in life."

"You could do both." 

"Anon, good looks can only get you so far in that business. I would rather have a lifetime career in fashion design than to spend ten years being a model."

After that, our conversation turned into playful flirting and jokes. Sadly, It ended with us stopping at my house. As soon as Rarity stopped at my house, she leaned to give me a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you Anon, you helped me alot today."

We shared a hug, which gave me a giant smile on my face as I made my way out of her car.

Rest of the night was uneventful and predictable for the first time in a long while. My grandparents drank, and I spent the rest of the evening texting Summer Song. 
> Harem Short: Hot Mess
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

I don't know how she managed to do it so well.

I'm talking about Sunset of course. The way she could give a blowjob was magical. To be honest, the way she used her tongue and her entire mouth on my member was the last thing on my mind. It was the Monday after the episode with Rarity in the Flea Market, and the mysterious guy was on my mind. 

You know, maybe Sunset might know about Rarity's old friend.

Maybe, but that means less blowjob so.....

Either less blowjob or no Rarity, your choice.

Ugh,Fine.

I looked down towards Sunset. She looked like she wasn't enjoying herself, and was doing it as a chore. Maybe she is one of those sex starved girls who are doing it to satisfy her pent up urges? Is she a sex addict? Why am I thinking of this cute girls motivations of sucking my dick and not enjoying it?  

"Hey Sunset?" I asked, while she was treating my member like a Popsicle.

"Mmmhmm?" she mumbled, moving my member inside her mouth. 

"Rarity mentioned something of a stalker, do you know anything about him?"

Sunset took my dick out of her mouth, and replied while taking time to suck on my balls and stoke my manhood.

"Oh Norman? Yea he has a thing for pale colored girls. He has been stalking Rarity for a while now. Rarity carries a switchblade in her purse because of it."

"I see," I answered.

"Now. Lunch is almost over, so don' t try to hold it in," she said as she began to suck it again.

This time, she went in a furious pace. Her tongue wrapped around my member every time she went up and down. I was ready to go, but I remembered that Sunset hated the taste of cum, so what was she supposed to-

On the table I was leaning against was a bottle of glue. While she was still working her mouth and tongue, Sunset Shimmer unscrewed the bottle hand held it close, waiting for me to see the magic words.

"Im gonna cum," I said. Sunset pulled her mouth out and held my tip close to the opening of the bottle, after a few more strokes on my cock I released everything into the bottle of glue.    

"So why did I just came into a glue bottle?" I asked out of breath. 

"Because I don't like the taste of cum," Sunset said, as she marked a small "x" to the cum laced glue bottle with a permanent marker and placed it inside the glue cabinet.

The bell rang by the time we took our seats, and it wouldn't take long for the rest of our class to file in. Why did we put the bottle back other than take it you ask?

This teacher is a bit... out there. In his desk is a clipboard of all of his supplies and before class was to start he would take an inventory of his supplies. Scissors, rulers, glue bottles, and a whole bunch of stuff. If one went missing, he would punish the class that came before us.  

"Oh hey, about Friday night Anon: Its late,"

"Late?" I asked.

"I'm late," she answered.

I took a sigh and went into my backpack, and gave her back the bra she left at my house. "Didn't have to tell me about your boob sweat, Sunset."

"Shut up Anon. You know you love my twins," Sunset replied, as she lifted up her shirt to put her bra on. Even if they were perky b-cups, they were beautiful. 

The teacher was the first one in and grabbed his clipboard. As he was taking inventory, Flash filed in with his group ahead of the rest of the class. The first thing he looked for was me, just to give me and Sunset dirty looks on the way to his seat.

"So why did you date him again?" I whispered. 

"This isn't him. The Flash I fell in love with would never hold a grudge," Sunset sulked.

After the inventory, the teacher announced that the class would do a  a simple art and crafts project.  

"Anon, take two bottles. Make sure you get the one marked with the 'x'," Sunset whispered as the teacher was going over the instructions.

Everything went to plan: Got up, was the first one to the glue cabinet, and grabbed the 'x' bottle with another bottle. What didn't go to plan was not expecting Flash Sentry to swipe the bottle off my hand and walk away. I looked to Sunset to see the reaction on her face and maybe some idea what to do. She covered her mouth in disbelief, even so as I sat down.

"Oh this is bad," she whispered.

"Huh, this glue is stickier than I remembered," Flash said while doing the project. Sunset had to pinch herself to make her stop giggling. 

"Hey Flash," one of Flash's cronies said. "Betcha 10 bucks you wont taste the glue."

"You're on!" Flash said in laughter.

Sunset tried to hide herself in my chest. I held her tight so she wouldn't see what was about to happen. It was like watching a train wreck in slow motion.

Flash Sentry allowed a good amount of cum-laced glue to pour into his fingertip. 

He took a deep breath and ingested the glue.

"Fuck, this shit is bad," Flash announced, with a sour look on his face.

As soon as he placed the glue back on the shelf and replaced it with another one, I grabbed the bottle and snuck it in my bag.

We both agreed to skip class the next day so we wouldn't be punished. We ended up in her house the whole day were, we ended up playing video games, eating snacks, and hours of really passionate fucking.


> Normal Combat pt 1
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

When it came to being in Vice Principal Luna's office, I would of thought that my second time in there would involve a lot more penis-in-the-vagina action. This time, however, I was watching Luna's backside as she leaned on the window, peering outside in thought. I didn't mind: her ass was amazing. The pencil skirt she was wearing was a bit tight on her, so her bending at an angle gave me her perfect bottom, and the outline of her panties underneath it.

"So, what do you have to say for yourself, Anon?" she asked, still looking outside.

"Ass," I responded. I was fixated at her full moon.

"What!? Anon! This is important business!" she growled as she sat on her chair. "Let's go over today's events again. And please remember Anon: if you lie, no amount of your seed in me will save you."


***


It started around the second or third period. Rarity texted me earlier asking for "Artesian Water". So, after making a quick trip to the convenience store down the street from the school, I had my hands on a bottle. Unfortunately, a few other students had decided to make the trip and it took a bit longer than usual, so giving her the water had to wait until the next class. 

As I passed through the halls towards Rarity's class after ditching mine, I passed by Flash Sentry. As per tradition: he slammed his locker door with his death stare.

Dis zigga is fuck'in asking for it.

He ain't worth the trouble.

For now.

When I first came to this school, Sunset Shimmer looked and was pissed off all the time. She hated everything and everyone, even more so when Flash dumped her. I guess he got tired of being called "The Shimmer Whisperer."

To Everyone's surprise: she smiled more lately. The chatter around the school was that she got laid by someone. 'But who?' 'Whoever it was: did he had to deal with her bitchiness in bed?' And my personal favorite: 'Whoever had the courage to do that: I owe him a drink.'

You are all welcome, Assholes.

Anyway, I passed by Sunset Shimmer as she was putting a few things in her locker. She noticed me, and the bottle of fancy water in my hand.

"Hey, Anon. I see you finally took my advice and became Rarity's bitch," she began with a smirk.

With a devilish grin I got closer to her. "Yea yea, whatever. I know what I'm getting if I get Rarity."

I felt her small, petite, hand rubbing up on my member. "You're acting like I'm not rooting for you, Anon."

It felt like she tripped something in my brain. I went in and starting kissing her neck tenderly. She began to giggle and eventually shoved me away in a surprised and aroused smile to her face. "Not in public, Anon!"

I felt a slap to my rear as I walked away. "You got a girl to get," Sunset said, while she bit her lip, and her palm still on my ass.

The fashion design class was a madhouse: There was large sheets of crumpled paper everywhere. Fabrics were all over the place and had no organization. Students ran with scissors, pins, and knives. Among the few who did not lose their mind was Rarity. She was bent over a table, looking at several sheets of paper. Her hair was slightly disheveled, her office casual blouse was unbuttoned at the wrist and at the first button of her top.

"Told ya I wouldn't forget," I said, sneaking up behind her with the bottle.

"Anon! Thank you so much!" she happily said with a kiss to my cheek.

As her luscious lips were on my cheek, I took a quick peek at her designs: Wow. Just wow.

"Rarity, your designs... They are absolutely beautiful!" I said impressed.  

"Thanks darling. It is for a customer at the shop."

"Wait, you actually work there?" I asked. I was thinking she was interning or some shit like that. 

"It's a part-time job, just so I can have the experience to make my own shop. I'm going to call it "Carousel Boutique," she explained.  

I had an idea to ask her about "Carousel Botique". Maybe about what would it look like, what she would sell, where would she place it. That idea was interrupted by a green beanie wearing lanky kid with a orange jacket that came from the 70's, and he was holding flowers and a heart-shaped box of candy.

"Morning m'lady!" he said as he forcibly shoved me out of his way. 

"Norman, I thought we went over this?," Rarity said with a sigh.

"Listen honey, I've changed!" Norman said, Shoving the flowers and chocolate in her face. I ended that stunt by shoving him hard enough for him to stumble away from Rarity.

"The fuck are you doing, you bitch ass?!" I screamed. I may have been removed from the streets for a few months, but disrespect me still, and we will be having a problem.

"I thought I told your wannabe zigger ass to beat it," He said, shoving me harder than before.

"Alright, that's it. You gonna catch my fade, bitch," I said with clinched fists. I was about to start swinging until-

"Fight after school!" someone shouted.

The rest of the class voiced their agreement.

We actually thought and decided.

"That sounds good. After school at the soccer field, Anon," Norman said as he walked away.

Rarity was physically shaken, the entire episode was traumatizing seeing her old stalker and new fling nearly trade blows. She ran into my arms the second she had the opportunity.

"Sorry Anon. I should be this emotional but I was so scared," she explained. 

"Shh shh" I said as I patted her hair. "He's gone now, you have nothing to worry about."

"Walk me to class?" she asked as the bell rang.

I smiled and agreed. She took a minute to grab her things and off we went. Of course, the news slowly started to spread about the upcoming fight, but not enough to be asked a million questions walking Rarity to class.

Rarity was a little better, but still had a worried look to her face. She looked around for the olive beanie every few steps, but to her relief there was none.

"And here we are," I announced outside her next class. 

I expected a simple hug, or even a kiss on the cheek.

I didn't get either.

What I did receive was one sloppy kiss right on the lips. 

"Thank you for everything, Anon," Rarity replied as she made her way into class.

I didn't say a thing. To be honest: It was the first time in a while I was shocked like that.  



> Normal Combat pt 2: sum zigga is gonna get 'is ass beat.
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Yo, Anon! I heard you's need backup!" Masse screamed, with our group behind him.  

"Maybe," I said with a smile.

We got's you's back, Anon. Just tell us who's ass we need to kick," Masse replied with a smile.

My crew was small but formidable: Of course there was Masse and Talala, but there was the 6'3 gentle giant of a striped named Mikuki. Other striped guy was Kinywa: 5'7 and more fashion forward then the rest of us, and a bit of a manwhore.

For the rest of the day, I was escorted to my classes by one or all of them, all of them looking for the fucker in the green beanie.

By the time the last bell of the day rang, the crew was waiting outside the class for me. The entire hallway was looking at us is, I faced them.

"Ready to woop some ass, Zigga?" Mikiki said with a grin.

"Ya know it," I replied with a determined tone. "But, we need to swing by and pick Rarity up on the way to the fight."

We walked across school to pick the damsel up. People were giving me looks, talking about the fight, and some even shouted "good luck!" and "kick his ass!" at me as well.

And to be honest: I was getting pretty hyped about it.

Rarity saw us and smiled. "Anon!" she screamed as she ran into my arms.

"Someones happy to see me," I observed with a chuckle.

"Sorry. Thinking Norman might try something on me gives me anxiety," Rarity said.

It didn't take long to reach the soccer field, but it took longer to wade through the crowd. It got better once people realized I was there and they parted, revealing his Norman and his "crew": Flash Sentry, A member of his band dressed like some cheap 80's rock star with a thin mustache everyone called Axel Jones, and some long red haired pansy with a white scarf named Norlan North. 

"Of course you had something to do with this," I said with a teasing smile at the very serious Flash Sentry.

"Hey!" Norman screamed. "It's about you, me and the white beauty, not you, you green piece of shit!"

I threw my hand up in resignation. "Alright, alright."

What made this less of a fight and more of a circus was the three freshmen girls. Two of them I recognized as the sisters of "Brads Six". They were collecting money from the people sitting in the benches that they brought. I'm guessing they must of moved the benches during gym, and charging for "premium seats". The other girl who I recognized as one who was "Rainbow Dash's #1 fan" stepped in the middle of the circle.

"Alright losers!" the orange girl with short hair screamed. "If you are down for three seconds you lose. Do not hit while the other guy is on the floor, or else the crowd is allowed to mob you.

Norman's crew dissipated to the edge of the circle, so did my crew: except Rarity, who was holding my hand.

The second Norman saw that Rarity was holding my hand, Flash and Nolan had to come back into the circle to restrain him. Seemed that Rarity happy without him was his trigger.

"Don't hurt him, Anon," Rarity whispered. "He doesn't know any better."

As soon as Norman calmed down, Rarity let go of my hand and joined my friends at the edge of the circle. 

Around Scootalloo's neck was a whistle, which she blew to start the match. Cheers broke out as we began to circle the space the crowd had given us, staring each other down. I was waiting for him to make the first move, to hopefully counter and end it with a shot or two.

"You know how ridiculous is this right?" I asked. 

"Shut up! I am defending Rarity from you!" he screamed.

"What?" I said.

"Get on with it!" someone from the crowd yelled.

"Yes! Get on with it!" someone else screamed.

It wasn't long before the entire crowd chimed in as well. "GET ON WITH IT!"

Norman went on the offensive, taking jabs at me. The problem with his swings was that he would take big swings, so that made them easier to dodge. Even with my fists up to me chest to defend myself and blocking my view at times: he still couldn't hit me.

Somehow, I noticed the principal and vice-principal running in the halls through the windows. Yep, they were coming to stop the fight, and I literally had less than a minute to end this.

They are on their way.

End this fucker here and now.

Norman took a monster swing and of course he missed, but instead of dodging out of of the way, I actually went for a weak jab that ended up on his shoulder, it wasn't that hard.

Yet...

he fell back, nursing his shoulder and sobbing on the way down.

"Please, don't hurt me!" He screamed on the ground over and over, as everyone looked on in disbelief.

"Really?" I asked. I looked to the audience dumbfounded. "I didn't even hit you that hard."

I looked to Rarity, who was now surrounded with her friends, and she gave me a shrug in confusion. 

Luna was the first one to push her way through the crowd and knelt at Norman's side with a walkie talkie in her hand. Celestia was next and grabbed me from behind, which was a bit unnecessary since the fight ended a while ago.

"We are going to talk about this, young man," Celestia said with a threatening tone.

"Let me speak to the delinquent, Sister. We have a history together," Luna suggested.

Luna dragged me by the arm away as soon as Celestia let go of me, all that time the dumbfounded look on my face never went away.


***


"And that's what I remember" I told Luna, right before I began kissing her neck, which made her hips move faster on my member.

Her eyes were closed as her hips were swaying faster and faster, I kinda was worried it would break the chair I was sitting in. Her wetness was trickling down my member and on my balls.

"So, you were standing up for her? You could of handled it better, but technically he started the fight so you are free...well, not until  get your seed at least," She said, while trying not to moan as well.

The swaying of the hips turned into her bouncing on my cock, which made me want to bust faster. 

"Hurry up and give me your seed, Anon. We don't have much time,"

She instantly stopped as soon as I released in her, and smiled at me.

"So, Can I go home now?" I asked.

Norman was suspended for a few days for starting the fight, didn't he bother Rarity after that.
> kick off pt 1 Cumeth inside the sun(set)
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

I still don't know what she sees in me.

But why are you complaining? I haven't had this much action since that one game of truth and dare in middle school.

I was talking about Sunset of course. Once again, I managed to get her naked and taking my cock. It was around dawn, and all I could of felt was the warmth of the blanket, and her naked body sleeping on my chest. What amazed me was how often she had used her body to thank me for pissing Flash off, or what happened last night...


***


"Hey Anon!" Sunset screamed as she ran to catch up to me while walking home. "Can I ask for a huge favor?"

I gave a smile and a grunt in her direction, she knew that I wasn't much for words. 

"So, tomorrow is our first test, and I was wondering if you wanted to study with me tonight?" 

"I want to say no, but I know I really don't have a choice when it comes to you, so sure."

"AAH! Thank you!" she yelled as she kissed me on the cheek.

As we walked to my place, we joked around, played quick pranks on each other, and basically interacted without sex. I learned more things about her with that one walk than I ever had having meaningless sex with her.

I formally introduced her to my grandparents, who had dinner ready and were a bit tipsy. They asked her the hundred questions: How did you meet him? (Saw him passing by the hall one day). Has he treated you nice? (better than my ex). Are you two dating? (no, we are just friends). have you guys fucked yet? (I'm a good girl).

The dinner wanted me to cringe, I saw it coming a mile away, but Sunset took it like a boss. The whole time she gave me a "I got this!" smile that never went away. 

"That was fun," Sunset commented as she took her textbooks out on the living room coffee table.

"Ugh, I was hoping they wouldn't do that," I replied sourly as I did the same.

"It's fine Anon, they are your grandparents. They have all right to embarrass you in front of guests," she replied.

We started cracking on the studying immediately. When it came to school, Sunset was no nonsense about it. For someone with the bad girl act, and loved to act like she wouldn't give a damn about her education, she was one of the top students in Canterlot High. 

Many even considered her to be smarter than Twilight Sparkle.

The difference was that Twilight had the book smarts, while Sunset had both book AND street smarts. So far, no one as tried to take her down as the school's queen bee. And, If the stories I heard about the spring fling last year was any concern, she was always around ten to fifteen steps ahead of her rivals. 

As she was studying, I sent a text to my favorite know-it-all



Our study session ran for hours, ultimately ending at eleven o'clock. 

I felt bad about it being so late, and offered to walk her home.

"I asked my parents this morning, they are cool with me staying over," she said with a devilish grin.

"Why would you ask them before I would even agree to it?" I asked.

Her grin did not diminish. "I knew you wouldn't say no."

...

"Damn you're good," I replied.

"I have my moments, Anon. Now, It's late and I'm really tired."

"Okay. You stay here, and I'll get you some blankets and-"

She grabbed me by the hand and dragged me upstairs with her.

"That's cute, but it's getting late, Anon," Sunset said, making her way upstairs holding my hand.

Seeing how I had no choice anymore, I took the lead as soon as we reached the hallway upstairs. I led her into my room, and began stretching as I sat on the edge of my bed. It was the new moon, so it was hard to see her beyond a figure. It didn't take long for that figure to kiss me on the lips, and force her way on my bed. 

Her clothes came off the second she made it on my bed. Her shirt, skirt, bra, and panties came off, in that particular order. The only time she stopped kissing me was to take off her shirt. After unceremoniously throwing her clothes on the floor, she went to work taking my clothes off. For some reason, when a girl takes my clothes off, it actually made me harder, and Sunset knew it.

"Looks like I found your fetish, Anon" Sunset joked as she pulled my pants and boxers down in one go, revealing my full on hardy. She gave it a few, loving strokes, and began to kiss my neck.

I stopped her. And, without breaking the kiss, I layed her back on the bed, and she spread her legs on cue. I moved my member around on her neathers, until I found the wet opening. judging the quick, heavier, breaths from Sunset, I knew I was in the right spot. I slowly shoved my manhood inside of her, which caused her to give off small, whispered moans. As I kept moving in and out, she kept giving off those moans. She eventually caressed my face with her hand as I kept moving inside of her. 

"You can cum now, Anon. We need to rest for tomorrow."

She didn't have to tell me twice, as I released into her. Her breaths became long, pleasurable ones as I got off her and layed next to her. 

"I owe you for that, Anon,"

"Why?"

"Because a good way to get ready for a test is to release all that sexual tension, so I used to masturbate the night before. That was why I wanted to study with you," she said as she kissed me. 

"Good night, Anon," Sunset said as she layed on top of me, and blacked out.


***


"Morning, Anon" Sunset said.

"Morning," I answered.

"I feel like I can pass this test now, thank you."

I smiled as I held her in my arms. Unfortunately it made me hard again.

"I see someone else is hard too" she said as she got up. The sun's first rays began to fill the room, revealing Sunset's figure. 

"Anon, my clothes are in my bag, can you go get them for me?"

I agreed as I put on my pants to make the quick trip to the living room.

I even took the phone with me to go down there.



I heard the shower in my bathroom go off as I threw her bag on the bed. 

Sigh, fuck it.

You mean her right?

I guess so, go ahead.

I entered the steaming shower with Sunset after taking off my pants. She smiled as she bent over in front of me, and I knew what to do. 

This time, it was longer and harder than last night. I kept whaling away at her pussy as she pressed her upper body against the shower wall for support, giving off sharp moans every time I kept moving my member in and out of her quickly.

She didn't have to tell me to cum inside of her, because between how horny I was, and the warm water pelting my body, I knew I wouldn't last long. I was ready to cum, so I grabbed her shoulder and went as hard and fast as my body would let me. Sunset had her head down, and her wet hair covering what ever view I had of her face. Which I would imagine was a face of pure pleasure. 

I released my load in her as I shoved my member in her as far as I could, making Sunset give off a small moan. The rest of the shower involved us actually washing. She cleaned herself inside and out, cleaning out the cum inside of her womanhood. I just cleaned myself. We didn't say much, mostly because we were too damned happy to say a word. 

"Hey Anon, we have time. Want to grab a quick breakfast at the Sugarcube?" She asked as she put on a clean pair of lace panties in my room.

"Sure, a bagel and coffee sounds good," I replied. 

After putting on clothes and putting the textbooks in our bags, we set off for the last day of the week. 

"Hey Anon, what are you doing tonight?" she asked.

"Dunno, is there another test you have to study for?" I said with a sarcastic tone.

"Ppppft, no! The football game is tonight. I don't know about you, but everyone shows up to the games."

"Didn't they lose every game last year?"

"Yes, but it's an excuse to go out on a Friday night," she explained.

"I guess I'll show up," I announced.

She gave me a smile as we entered the main street of town. Cars were whizzing by on the way to the cities, while some shop owners were getting their shop ready for another day. Some students were walking to class, while some were heading to SCC. 

Like a pure gentleman, I opened SCC's door for Sunset and let her in first.
	
	
> Kickoff Pt 2: Pink
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Sugar Cube Corner in the mornings were slightly different from the after-school rush. Instead of the hormone driven hyperactive students stuffing their faces with all kinds of greasy goods, it was filled with groggy, short-tempered adults with business suits and reeking of "professionalism". It was a passive-aggressive minefield: accidentally bump into anyone in there, they would shoot a dirty look into your soul and rudely proclaim "excuse me!" for all the world to hear.

Because of the droves of "no fun allowed", the students of Canterlot High all would rather make their own damn breakfast than deal with the unnecessarily pissed off adults. That would explain why the only other teen in the place was the nearly ball of pure energy working behind the counter. Personally, I never got to to be formally introduced to the pink girl, but she was a target. Being one of Flash's Girls made her automatically in my "I have to be pounding that pussy to piss Flash off" list. Luckily, Sugar Cube Corner was usually light for a Friday, even if Sunset and I were 6-7 people behind the counter, and everyone in front wanted their food in a picky, particular way that in the grand scheme of things would not taste any different if they took it as it was. 

Like on the lamps all over time, somehow between last night and this morning someone put up "Canterlot High Football" banners all over the Sugar Cube Corner.

"Because there really isn't much else to do, everyone shows up to the high school games. Usually we go there to hang out and find out where the party is at." Sunset explained with a yawn.

"Didn't you tell me this earlier?" I asked.

"Probably, Anon. I haven't had my latte this morning, so hush," she said in a joking tone.

The breakfast menu at SCC had your usual assortment: bagels, various flavors and types of coffee, Waffles, Omelettes... you get the idea. The thing I wanted in the menu was the "breakfast choco shock": A made from scratch large chocolate chip waffle with powdered sugar, whip cream, and all of it smothered with thick chocolate syrup.

"They can ask for their meat to come straight from the animal, and we will still have time" Sunset said with a smirk.

I joined in the laugh, because we still had a good hour left until school and they basically were asking and complaining for the stupidest things, usually with the girl in the counter doing as told with that same enthusiastic smile. 

"So you know what you are getting?" I asked. "I got you covered."

"Sorry Anon, I'm covering you this time. I have to thank you for last night," Sunset said as she went into her bag

"Then what about this morning then?."

After a moment in thought and finding a excuse to pay, Sunset finally broke down. "Well fine Anon! I'll have the latte and the bagel please."

"That's a good "thanks for the sex this morning" meal. Don't ya think, guys?" A high pitched voice asked.

Sunset and I were speechless from that statement

"Why are you two looking at me like i'm a ghost? oooohhh spoooky!" the same voice continued.

"Well Pinkie Pie," Sunset Shimmer said trying not to give in to the urge of beating down Pinkie right there. "It's because you just told everyone in the restaurant what we've been doing."

Pinkie giggled. "Don't be silly guys! All of these people don't live here, they are from the next town on the way to the city!"

"Which is why you should be serving us, not gossiping!" someone in line yelled.

"Oops sorry! Catch you at the front counter guys!" Pinkie said as she happily skipped back to the front counter under the deathly stares from everyone in line.  


***


"So, I heard a latte and a bagel for her right?" Pinkie said with glee at the counter. Sunset began to blush thinking back to the fact the entire room knew we were fucking, even if they all didn't know who we were. "Aww don't be embarrassed Sunset! Everyone these days had sex sometime in their life."

"What about you then, Pinkie? When was the last time you had fun?" Sunset snapped back.

"Let's seeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..... my first and last time was with Cheese Sandwhich a few months ago."

Sunset was in shock. "Cheese Sandwhich!? The weirdo that carried the boneless chicken everywhere!?"

"Yea! After our goof-off I thought he would be a good screw. We snuck out during Rainbow Dash's party for a bit and fucked inside Fluttershy's shed."  

"Really? What did she have in there that was sooo bad she kept telling everyone to stay away from it during freshman year?"

"Well, her parents are hippies so...."

"Wacky tobaky?"

Pinkie Pie nodded.

"I see. Looks like I found my new best friend!" Sunset said with a smile. "How was Cheese Sandwhich, anyway?"

"Amazing! He knew what to do, tried different positions, and everything! Like, I always heard it was the weird ones that are the best lovers."

"Oh, I should know..." Sunset answered as she playfully elbowed my hip.  

Thank you Sunset! Opening the topic! 

You know what, if it gets me the breakfast choco-shock faster, go ahead.

"She has a point, you know. Maybe I can show you how 'unique'" I said with my devilish smile.

"You're silly Anon! I'll think about it," she said with a laugh and a playful wink. "So what can I get for you, Anon?" 

After getting our meal, we decided to stay and enjoy it at the shop. Pinkie decided to join us when she was done with her morning shift minutes after we started eating, She had the same thing I had, but with two extra chocolate chip waffles. 
> Kickoff Pt 3: Balls to the face 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

It took us around ten minutes to walk from Sugar Cube Corner to Canterlot High.  As soon as we reached the campus, Pinkie Pie went her separate way. Nothing against us or our constant rambling of sex and loathing of the upcoming exams, just that her first class was one of the first classrooms when you enter the front doors. My and Sunset's classes were on the other side of the school. And the fact Sunset really hated going through the front doors, a question that no one was willing to tell me the answer to. She gave us hugs and went on her way, nearly walking into the statue in the process.

"Why don't you join those pick up games, Sunset?" I asked as I observed 20 or something girls playing soccer on the soccer field next to us. 

"I don't play soccer, Anon. Also because Rainbow Dash hogs the ball all the time. Even on the softball team she has the ball more than me, and I'm the fucking pitcher!" Sunset Shimmer explained.

"Oh it can't be that bad. Besides, I know for a fact she won't be hogging it-"

I didn't know what happened next. I felt a force to the side of my head and ended up on the concrete. The pain on the right side of the face when I looked up. As I looked I saw a laughing Sunset Shimmer and a sweaty Rainbow Dash, with a soccer ball in her hand.

"Sorry dude, sometimes I don't even know my own strength," Rainbow Dash said as she extended a hand, which I reluctantly accepted. 

"Hey Rainbow! We are calling it a day!" One of the girls yelled. 

Rainbow acknowledged it with a her hand with the ball up in the air as she still was pulling me up with her other hand.

"Wait! I know you!" Rainbow said.

"Is that a good thing?" I replied with a grin.

"Yea, You and the stripes are on the basketball team!" Rainbow said excitedly 

"Well yea, I'm kinda excited to start Monday" I said with a smile.

"Me too! By the way I haven't introduced myself. I am Rainbow Dash, the future captain of the team," She said with a prideful grin.

I chuckled. "My My, aren't you confident?"

"I'm the captain of every sports team in Canterlot High, Anon. There's no way I'm not getting that spot."

I looked to Sunset for any validation, her arms were crossed and in a frown that read "It's true, this bitch has no life" she nodded.

"We will have to see. I've been running every morning to prepare for hell week, so don't expect me to lay down lightly."

"Ommygosh, so have I! Whats your route?"

We found out we were almost on the same route, but ran at different times. Had I left 10 minutes earlier we would be running together. After exchanging phone numbers, agreed to start jogging together, we went on our way.

I took a peek at Rainbow's bottom as she made her way to the lockers. One of the tightest asses I've seen. Honestly her small chest wasn't a full on tent pitcher, but I still would fuck her silly. Turns out, I wasn't the only one who took a peek at that tight, athletic ass.

"Well someone's got the hots for their team's captain," I joked to Sunset as she also stared at Rainbow.

"Shut up."
> Kickoff pt 4: Apples and Apple Accessories 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

I was on my own for the first few classes. I took the test Sunset and I studied and I passed with a 'B'. The test was not too bad: I guess cramming my mind with equations and variables the night before helps. In exchange for a quick handjob anytime I wanted, I gave Sunset the answers to the test. Giving her the answers to a test we spent hours studying about the night before defeated the purpose of her over in my opinion, but she justified it with "I just use it to make sure I got it right". Either that or she wanted an excuse to give me a hand job at any time, either way I came out on top on that account.  

Third period was history with Flash's country girl. Many at school would of killed for the chance to experience her "Southern Hospitality", which looking at that 10/10 goddess, I could of said that I wouldn't of blame them. She had some muscle to her with a good pair of tits and a nice, plump ass. As if her body wasn't making the boys in this school pitch tents hard enough, her boner-rific long blond hair and emerald eyes was literally to die for. The few times I've seen her she seemed like she was uninterested in makeup, fashion, or boys. The only people she seemed to hang out with at school was with Flash's girls, Her family (Her brother was a senior, little sister a freshman, and grandmother the lunch lady), and bossing people around at the Agriculture Club where she was the club president and the best farmer there.  

I happened to sit next to her today, and waited for her friday hustle. 

It started when the teacher turned his back to start writing the entire lesson on the wall, the second he did all the students went into their pockets and and bags.

People were passing down cash with notes of what they wanted to the girl. The girl would then go into her backpack (Which upon closer inspection was lined with that foil that keep things cold) and pass down the item they wanted. The big seller was the 'Apple Family Apple Juice' that came in a plastic bag with a piercing straw taped to it instead of the cardboard boxes many associate with apple juice. She also sold pieces of apple pie wrapped in clear plastic with a plastic fork and napkin also taped that was as good as the second it came from the oven. Other than that, she sold apples from her farm as well, which was more highly prized than the free cafeteria apples. 

The girl made a killing. Overall, she must of sold out her stock within the period AND made probably a hundred in cash. Which considering it had no paper trail, she pretty much got to pocket all of it. But, one question remained for me.

"So why do you sell in class?" I asked. Not much of a conversation starter, but it was better than looking on dumbfounded.

"Ah reckon that these fine folks get hungry between breakfast and lunch, and getting as much cash as possible will being ethical was what ma parents taught me when ah was just a youngin."

"I see," I answered. "So no time for having fun? or even a boyfriend?" I asked slyfully.

The country girl could only laugh. "Ya think ah need a boyfriend? says who? Ah don't think its a law to get one,"

"Fair enough," I answered. "So what about when you need those... basic urges?"

Again, the country girl laughed. "I get horny from time ta time like any other gal, but I grew up ah'round sex all the time breeding animals. When ya see it all the time, it's different than any of the city girls and their 'mah first time will be special' nonsense. Ya view changes on sex when ya see horses mate, sugarcube,"

"Horses?" 

"Yea, horses. Ah mean, when ya see ah stallion n a mare go at it, ya look and wonder "how can something that big fit in that small of a hole?"

We both began to giggle. Her beautiful emerald eyes was glued on me the whole time. 

"I guess you are alright then girl. I'll get a some apple juice miss...."

"Applejack, Mah name is Applejack."

> Flutterhigh
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

It kinda felt a bit in the twilight zone for a few hours so far that day: No Flash Sentry related drama, no crazy striped friends and their crazy shenanigans, and no Sunset Shimmer with her lust for cock (well my cock specifically). 

Well, minus the fact that I was walking to class from Vice-Principal Luna's office, which was out of the ordinary. We didn't fuck this time, just a formal behavior check up since I was deemed a "at risk student" because I came from a "dangerous inner-city". 

I went into her unusually bright office and was told not to sit. Luna looked like she was in a huge hurry to start the weekend early with her sunglasses, casual navy blue shirt, White shorts, and sun hat being a dead giveaway. "If thou arrived hoping for copulation, my apologies. We are going on a weekend vacation with our sister and fear to smell like fornication," Luna started. "Also, thou are the last thing we need to do before we go, so let us make this as efficient as possible: Have thou caused any trouble?"

"No?" I answered.

"Very well, Anon. Thou are free to leave." She said quickly.

At that point I was getting impatient. It was the second to last class until the weekend and I wanted to get myself prepped for the first day of practice on Monday. I guess I wasn't the only one who was impatient about something: I heard a commotion from the girls locker room. It sounded like someone was in trouble, so I decided to check it out

Why the hell not?

Exactly! we could see boobs!

What are you, seven?

I snooped around, trying to hide in case I ran into any naked girls in the vast jungle of metal and locks that was called the locker rooms, until I heard the familiar pissed off voice of a cock hungry girl.

Sunset, what are you doing this time?!

I peeked over to see Sunset had cornered Fluttershy in the lockers. Instead of being in their regular clothes, both were in the PE clothes that every student had. The boys liked the clothes because for some reason the loose shirts gave us a good idea of their chest size, and the mesh shorts a good peek at how big of a ass they had. Which was to say that Sunset was a good b cup with a not so round bottom. Fluttershy however, had easily c-cups and hips of a mother. It finally dawned on me as I got closer to the girls.

Wait. I know why....

"So Fluttershy, have any idea why I'm here?" Sunset Shimmer asked.

"Oh I don't know, maybe you wanted to say how much of a great friend I-"

"Yes!" Sunset answered. "We are friends Fluttershy! and you know what friends do? Tell their friends about the shed full of weed."

"Oh um, I have no idea what you are talking-"

"Spare me Fluttershy, I know about Pinkie fucking that traveling loon inside your shed. I know that there's more than enough to go around. I know that I can pay any price you say.  

"I-I-have.... Fine Sunset. Yes, I do have a shed of the stuff, but I grow it only for me. it's for my anxiety."

"Which Is why I don't think cornering Fluttershy helps, Sunset" I said as I gave Sunset Shimmer a disapproving look. She give me the quick look of regret: but to be honest, we both had the same thought: anything for the green. 

"Hey Fluttershy, I might need to buy some too... for my... um back?" I asked.

"Seriously everyone. I would be happy to help out, but I left it at home," Fluttershy announced.

"Drug dog day?" I asked. I remembered those back home: They were unannounced and vicious. 15% of the student body would end up getting suspended for the week every time. 

"Drug dog day!?" Sunset asked. "We haven't had one of those since freshman year!"

"I actually raised the dogs they used as puppies at the veterinarian's office I work for after school, they are sooo cute" Fluttershy added. 

"I see," Sunset and I collectively replied.

"Sunset," I started. "I think you owe Fluttershy an apology."

"But-," Sunset started. It stopped immediately when I gave her another look of disapproval. She grumbled to herself before apologizing.

"I'm sorry, Fluttershy for bugging you," Sunset moaned.

"Apology accepted," Fluttershy answered with a sincere smile.

"Well, as much as I would like to get suspended for being in the girls locker room, I suggest we all go our separate ways," I suggested.

Both girls agreed and we went our separate ways. The girls slipped into their PE group while I continued my way to my class.

> Kickoff pt 5: Cram Session 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

The one thing I hated about studying for exams here was the lack of Summer Song. The way she studied helped me pass the many tests we were given at Fillydelphia. 

Still, at least Twilight was there.

Because of the test being so short that week, our Algebra teacher gave us time to study before the test and to finish up the homework for the week (because everyone and their moma did the homework on the last minute). As the entire class entered the library, Flash Sentry came up to Twilight and was talking to her. I was sitting at a table in the library with a "eat shit" grin. 

It became apparent when twilight pointed to me and and spoke in a 'as a matter-of-fact' of way. I asked Twilight before class for personal help studying before class even started, as a hedge against something like that happening. Not for nothi'n really: she was the best in the class and I really wanted to get the grades to make the team...can't be too careful with maintaining your grades when you are a student-athlete. 

Anyway, Flash gave me his all too common death state look before he took his seat at the table next to us. Twilight and I had our own table and went to work on the studying right away. It went better than expected, and I managed to get some great practice from Twi. Either she was praising me for the correct answers or was questioning my calculations when I got it wrong, in a "so wht did you decide to do this?' kind of way. 

Eventually, we got into a conversation about Flash and the recent drama as I was doing some of the more extensive questions.

"Why can't you two just get along?" Twilight asked.

"Because he is a arrogant bastard?" I answered. 

"I guess so," Twilight replied with a unsure tone. "I see it sometimes, especially when Rarity talks about you." 

I gave a involuntary smile. "Really?"

Twilight nodded. "All the time."

I smiled at the revelation. It was well known that Rarity was picky over guys.. I mean it was a well kept secret that Rarity managed to bang only those she deemed worthy. They all had a type too: over 6', captain of a sports team, and a really nice car. All I had going was the over 6' part. Then again making her smile too might of been the only thing that could get her to drop the panties?

As I continued, Flash got out of his seat and towards my direction. He had a paper in his hand. It seemed simple enough, even if he did needed some help. I continued to my study questions as Flash got his math help, I knew he was up to something but couldn't put my finger on it. As I pondered, one of Flash's band mates slipped a note in front of me and whispered "Flash sends his regards". I guess Flash was trying to distract Twilight?.

What is this fucker up to. 

I grabbed the letter and opened it.

"EAT SHT N DIE"

I did not know which was worse: the letter or Flash snickering at my face when. 

"Whats so funny?" Twilight asked.

"Some joke I was told earlier," he responded.

Alright mother fucker, two can play this game.

How?

3' o clock

I looked to my friend, he had a bottle of water there on his table. Flash was still getting help and it looked like he would be there for a while. 

I sent a quick text to him and awaited his end of my favor.

What people saw was a water bottle thrown across the library and landing on target at Flash's table, spilling water everywhere and ruining whatever papers Flash had on that table. 

Everyone began to giggle in the library, myself included. 

Flash noticed and became snippy with me. " Whats so funny?"

"I heard a funny joke," I replied with my 'eat shit' grin. He rolled his eyes and continued to talk to Twilight, all the while his papers were getting ruined. After a few minutes, he said his thank you by going for a kiss. Twilight playfully shook her head. It annoyed Flash but he shook it off and went to his table

"WHAT THE FUCK?! WHO POURED WATER ON ALL OF MY HOMEWORK!?" 

By that time everyone began to laugh. Flash was scolded by the librarian, world peace was achieved, everything was right again in the world. But, there was only one person who was not attuned to what just happened.

"Whats so funny, Anon?" Twilight Sparkle asked.

"I heard a funny joke."

"You too? Whats the joke?"

"Something, something, water"
> Kickoff Pt. 6: Centerfold finalie pt 1
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

I took my time after school to get ready for the game. There really wasn't any night life or clubs in town, so the high school athletics was the only way to get my grandparents out on the town... well minus the booze infested bingo night at the local VFW hall every Tuesday and Thursday. I had to dress them. Not physically of course, but I had to choose their clothing for them. They really didn't care for the colors of Canterlot High, just the students and hopefully any stage of undress. Seriously, somehow I was more mature about this than my grandparents. It was like watching over two juvenile delinquents.

"Grandma, you know what you have to do," I commanded.

"Geez, Anon. You know that's incest."

I gave her a annoyed look while she held her arms out to the side.

I frisked her entire body... or at least that was the plan until I felt a cylinder in her coat.

They fucking would.

I reached in there to pull it out. It was a thermal cup. But I knew there was no noddle soup in that thing. I unscrewed the cap was met with a strong order of the stuff: 

Pineapple juice with vodka.

"The football team sucks Anon, and we need something to loosen us up for heckling the coach all game, so sue us."

I never liked that coach anyway, so I slipped the thermal back in her pocket.

"Goodspeed, Grandma." 

***

The sun was setting earlier now, and the beginning of the bright colors of the dying leaves were warning signs of the impending fall, Which meant that the morning runs would be a lot cooler, which wasn't a bad thing. 

The town was making their way to the stadium on foot. Conversations, kids playing and running around, talk about actually winning a game this year was around me. It got louder the closer we got to the stadium. We certainly were not expecting anyone waiting for us in front of the stadium. Yet there was. 

"Anon!" Rarity waved as she jogged to us.

"Hey Rare, whats up?" I asked.

"Quick favor. Do you mind if I take a look at your grandmothers clothes from the 70's? I want to get some references in case it ever comes back in style."

My grandmother chuckled. "Sweetie, there was a reason it went out of style. None of those reasons were good. Anon, take Rarity to the attic. It should be in a pile of other clothes. And for the love of god don't go to the '80's' box if you value taste in color choices."

My grandfather gave me the house keys. "Use a condom, kid."

Rarity blushed in embarrassment, so did I.

I had to give it up to Rarity though, she knew how to recover. "Anyway, come Anon! I need your help!"

I shrugged and left with her.  

"So why do you need my help?"

"Because Anon: The attic is probably filled with icky things and I need someone to carry them to the shop!"

"Sure?" 

"Besides, it's better than watching that 'sports'"

As we swam against the crowd of people heading to the game, we ran into a familiar group: Flash and his entourage. Bad news was I was surrounded by flash and his entourage of the most influential students in the school. Good news was that everyone was watching, especially the girls. Anything goes wrong the entire town was watching. Still sucked that my boys were probably already in the stadium.

"So. whats going in this neck of the woods?" Flash asked with his imposing glare. I wasn't afraid of his scrawny ass, but Rarity clearly looked uncomfortable. 

"Oh, Flash! I was just getting some material from Anon's grandparents!" Rarity said.

"What for?" Fluttershy asked.

"I'm thinking of doing a clothing based on the 70's!" Rarity announced.

The girls were smiling and excited for Rarity's new line. Flash couldn't care less. His glare was obvious to everyone, and even the girls looked a bit concerned. He blew it off and without a word continued to walk. Everyone walked past us as if we didn't exist. As I turned my head, I spotted my crew in the crowd. They had their shirts trapped around their swinging arms ready to fight if need be. 


***


"I must say that the entire situation was rather... awkward," Rarity commented as we got in her car.

"You are saying it to the guy who he was wanting to pummel."

The drive became 'Rarity talks about her awkward experiences with Flash'. It was entertaining, with getting dirt on the guy to boot.

"He would once in a while ask me to send him a video of me using my hair brush as a dildo," Rarity complained as we pulled up to my house. Didn't want to say anything about that, because I would of asked too.

Rarity wasn't too impressed with my house, since it wasn't her fabulous mansion or whatever, but she did love the simplistic charm to it. What she did not like was the amount of dust in the attic, or the fact she needed to get up there to find the clothes she needed.

What Rarity was happy for was when I discovered the trunk that held the clothes. It was... well It wasn't really the urban clothes I am used to but I felt like I could of at least rocked my grandpa's clothing... right before being shoved into a locker while being called a nerd.

Rarity shifted through and found what she liked: 5 kitchen trash bags full of them.

And guess who had to be the one to carry all five? No really, I'll give you all time to think this one really hard and really carefully.

"Thank you Anon, I'll try to remember to reward you later."
 
> Kickoff Pt. 7: Centerfold finale pt. 2
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Well, no one ever said helping Rarity in anything was easy.

Even if that meant bringing the bags in from her car, helping her separate said clothes in types, and use the store's curtains to cover the windows. Oh, and let's not forget setting up the runway. The store's owner usually hosted fashion shows out of the sales room every so often, so the set up was a breeze-ish. It kinda would of been better if Rarity actually helped me and not tell me what to do.

"You know, Rarity," I started while on some old wooden ladder, trying to get some colored light bulbs installed above the runway. "This could go a whole lot faster if you help me? Or even hold the ladder?"

"Sorry, Anon. I must not be sweaty and icky for the show!"

"What show? You said it was just a photoshoot?"

"I did, didn't I. Well, if it makes you feel better: you will be the first person to see me model and my first photographer!"

Somehow, I felt like I just made a great difference in the world for once and smiled.

"Yea? Why the change to modeling all of a sudden?"

"Well, If you really think I should, Anon, why not try it?"

Oh yea, I just made the world a better place.

Sexier place you mean.

"I'm honored, Rarity. I truly am" I replied. I felt like this could of been the start of something great. 

"Well, Anon. It looks like the lights are ready. Just let me know when you are ready."

"Will do."

After putting that old ladder away, I got the camera ready. It was a simple digital camera on a tri-pod and even had the flash ready. I played with it for a few minutes: zooming in and out, taking a picture, testing out the flash ect ect. 

When was the last time I used something like this?

Cock pics to Summer Song.

Oh, that's right!

The memory card was empty, so basically it was ready. Bad news was it took me a while and Rarity was giving me a look as if she was observing a monkey playing with a camera.

"Are you finished?"

"Yes, Rarity. Alright, lets get started n' shit."

"Very well," Rarity said as she took off her trench coat to reveal a short, tie-dye flower dress, yellow knee boots, and a purple peace sign pendant.  

Took a few pics when she did a few poses, and she even did not do those stereotypical 70's poses, which would of annoyed the hell out of me. 

"Alright, done." I commented.

Rarity took the coat from the floor and went back into the back room. I looked back at the pictures, and yes they did give me a boner. Lets be honest: Rarity is fucking hot.

Rarity came out in the trench coat and again she took it off. 

UNF.
UNF.

Rarity was in a black catsuit that showed her entire figure, every couture of her body, and even her nipples were slightly poking out: oh boy, what a figure.

Took a couple of pictures and was done with it.

Rarity grabbed the trench coat off the floor again and went inside the back room, but she appeared to be nervous going in.

It was a shame I would of probably lived my whole life not seeing her in her naked glory, because if the catsuit told me anything: holy shit, holy shit.

I looked through the pictures one last time before Rarity came through the door. She looked flustered and nervous to the point of almost shaking.

Rarity came out in the trenchcoat and again she took it off. 

She is naked.

She is naked.

She was naked. Her skin was a perfect ivory white, her breasts were perky, her pubs were actually styled in the form of three diamonds. She looked moist from the looks of her pussy and she had a seductive look on her face.

"So what year did that become popular?"

"During Trotstock."

"Wasn't that in 1969?"

"Just shut up and have sex with me, Anon!" Rarity said as she ran up to me and gave me a deep kiss. 

I couldn't help but return the love. 

As we kissed, I reached down and grabbed both of her ass cheeks with my hands. I had to admit hers was smaller than Summer's , but she turned me on by giving off a slight moan every time I squeezed them. Her hands reached down and found out how to unbutton my pants and pull the zipper down. 

Her hands began to caress my hard dick, which got her to moan a bit loader. The harder I grabbed her ass, the harder she stroked. 

"I guess I do have to thank you for everything you've done for me now, Anon," she said as she pushed me on the chair behind me.  

"H-have you even done it before?" I asked.

She stopped and paused. She looked ahead, as if she was remembering something a long time ago.

"Last year, there was a foreign exchange student from South Africa..."

"Oh."

I guess she loves the striped meat?

"He was solid color though, he loved fashion as much as I did, one makeover turned to three and before I knew It I gave him my virginity in my bathtub."

"I guess you was sad to see him go?" I asked as her moist pussy got closer to my hardened cock. 

"Yes, but I know he is moving here when he is done with school. That does not mean I can't have some fun in the meantime," Rarity said as my cock disappeared in her womanhood. Her tightness made me fear of going too fast and ruining the time I had to enjoy her.

Rarity took short breaths. I could of felt her getting wetter, even though neither of us moved yet.

"I guess this isn't your first time as well? I do know about you and Vice-Principal Luna."

"I had a girlfriend back home, and Sunset Shimmer..."

"Sunset Shimmer? How is she like?" Rarity asked as she began to slowly sway her hips back and forth.

"Noting too kinky, she just wants me to help her urges."

"With how endowed you are, I cannot say I blame her."

Something snapped inside of me. I guess it was my urges because I held her close to my body and began to thrust my pelvis up. Rarity began to scream my name in joy from my sudden movements.  

Her breathing became moans, and I began to moan in every thrust up her vagina as well. I had no words for her tightness, it was simply amazing. She loosened up a bit as my thrusts continued, but my pelvis started to burn so I stopped. 

Rarity was still breathing rapidly, and yet she still did not want to stop. She grabbed my shoulders and forced herself on me as quickly as possible, giving out more high pitched moans on every thrust. Her juices were all over by balls and cock and it felt like every thrust jarred a few more drops loose.

Rarity got off, exposing my juice covered cock in the air, and gave it a cooling effect. She walked over to the register counter and bent over on it. 

"Fuck me.."

Without any thought, I got up from the seat and walked up to her ass, with her wet and throbbing pussy waiting for me. I inserted it in and began to do regular thrusts.

She held on to the other side of the counter, gasping every time I shoved it in there. 

I began to feel the cum coming up and knew I had to blow my load soon. Even feeling my balls slap against her body felt like bliss and made my cum rush harder to my dick.

"Cumming yet, Anon?" Rarity asked between gasps of pleasure.

"Now that you mentioned it...."

"Get off me then," she commanded. 

I pulled out and she instinctively got in her knees in front of me. With one hand she played with her clit while using the other to stroke my cock.

"It's coming" I said.

"Good," Rarity said as she inserted my entire dick in her mouth

That's one hell of a gag reflex. 

Not only a perfect gag reflex, but she had it in her mouth just as I exploded down her throat. 

She pulled my dick out and immediately collapsed, landing her back on the counter.

She had short, rapid breaths. 

I did as well, so that was why I joined her and sat there, both of us covered in each other's sweat. 

"How was it?" I asked.

"Picture Perfect."


*** 


"Yes, she does swallow," I said in front of my boys. Sunset was with us and was listening as well.

"Sheit, son. I knew you had it in you." Mase commented.

"He done did, but now its in Rari's belly now," Talala joked.

Everyone laughed. Luckily the entire lunchroom was packed, and even the most desperate of people would not of been able to hear my literally juicy details from a few nights ago.

Well, at least I didn't have bad timing about it. 

"Yo, dog. Speak of the devil, there's your lady," of the the guys said as Rarity arrived at our table. She looked beautiful as always, with no evidence of what we did.

"You boys don't mind if I sit with you, do you?" Rarity asked. She wasn't carrying any food, just her designer purse.

"Not at all Rarity," Sunset answered. 

Rarity sat there in front of Sunset, they didn't really talk much before and certainly not now. 

"So, did you know we-"

"Yes," Sunset answered.

"Alright."

It was a awkward silence between the two girls. Both had some of me, but I guess my sex prowess wasn't that good that had these girls talking?

Or was it because Flash and his group came to get Rarity.

Either way, the entire lunchroom was watching and my boys were loosening their joints in case they finally got to throw fades. Flash had a look of displeasure on his face, mostly directed at Rarity, his ex, and myself.

"Hey Rarity, want to join us for lunch?"

"It's okay, Flash. I like it-"

Flash rose his voice. "WOULD YOU like to join US for lunch?"

Rarity looked uncomfortable, so naturally I had to step in front of her

"I think the lady wants to sit here, so back off."

Flash's hands were clenched, our crew's hands were as well. The fight both sides were itching for seemed certain, until...

"Fine then," Flash Sentry said as he spat next to my shoes. He walked away, with his crew right behind them.

My boys were insulting them as they walked away. "Pussies!" and "bitch ass ziggas" were the common insults.

"You alright, Rarity" I asked.

"Yes," she answered unfazed."

"That's good. So, let me introduce you to the crew."
> Hell Week
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------




Monday.


36. 

36 large 20 lb sacks of rice were waiting for us when we reached the gym. 

The coach gave us a long introduction to the basketball team.  With him were all the male teachers at the school. They were coaches as well. Seeing how there would be 3 levels of the team, it would be assumed that 12 players to a level.

The speech was long, and his expectations for us longer: although they ended in last place last year under the old coach, the new guy was having none of that. New coach, first year coaching at this school. He was no nonsense and he knew what he wanted. He wanted a championship his first year, and we were to give it to him whether we liked it or not. 

"Part of the game is getting in shape. You have one week to be in playing form. Good luck. You will need it."

Another number to throw at you: 2.

2 miles we had to carry those twenty pound sacks around the school track. The coach was yelling at us with a bullhorn from a back of  a golf cart. Everyone was struggling. The freshman and sophomores were way behind. Juniors and seniors were doing alright, but were struggling as well. 

As for Rainbow Dash and I: No problem.

We ran together every morning. We ran twice the distance with weights.

This was a piece of cake.

In fact: We made it a competition.

"Anon! Rainbow Dash! You two are trying to race the golf cart?! Ha!"

"See you at the finish line, Anon!" Rainbow Dash screamed as she picked up her pace at the mile and a half mark. 

Bad Move.

I picked up my pace as well. It became a fight to the finish. We both knew we would collapse in exhaustion afterwards. But first we had to beat the other person. The pace was furious towards the finish. Somehow, someway, I squeaked out a victory. 

I laughed as I dropped the sack and feel to the track's rubber floor. 

"Anon takes it!" Coach screamed from the bullhorn. Right next to me was Rainbow Dash, also on the ground.

"Better luck next time, kiddo," I said as I patted her sweaty hair.

"I'm gonna get you next time."


Tuesday


Rainbow and I agreed to not run that morning. We wanted to save our strength for the rematch. The rematch came. The coach increased the mileage to 3 with the 20 lb sacks. Everyone got a bit better, but Rainbow and I were still in our own level. Again, I squeaked by Rainbow. Oh she was so pissed to lose the rematch.

Coach added another thing to our conditioning: Suicide Sprints. 

Start at one end of the court. Run to the 3 pt line, run back, run to the half court line, run back, run to the 3 point line at the opposite end of the court, run back, run to the other end of the court, run back.

We were expected to finish 3 times. 

There was no competition between Rainbow and I. Our competition was with our bodies to survive. Although everyone was expected to finish, almost everyone ended up jogging on the third. 

Again, Dash and I survived, barely.


Wednesday


4 miles.

Same sacks, the same result. The rest of the pack actually were improving. Instead of only Dash and I fighting for the finish: Masse was in the mix as well.

"How the hell are you all getting better this quickly?" I screamed out when Masse was a few steps behind us.

"You's two are making the rest of us look bad."

Again a step or two decided the race.

"Stop beating me, Anon!" Dash screamed in frustration.

4 sets of suicides, this time with the addition of a basketball to dribble as we did it. 

Everyone was getting better, the coach was knowing it as well. Instead of praising us, he expected it and expected us to get better.

36 jump ropes were handed out and gave us our instructions. "You will need to do 100 jumps to finish for the day. How quickly you finish is up to you."


Thursday


4 1/2

Talala was now in the mix of the finish as well. Mase took it today, but Rainbow was still behind me. Again, she wanted to beat me but it didn't happen. 

"But your'e getting better, Rainbow. Concentrate on that instead of me... Unless I'm the only thing on your mind right now," 

"Oh can it, Anon."

If it was any sort of consolation: suicides were only 4 today, but having to dribble did not help.

Again, 100 skips on the jump rope to finish practice. 


Friday


The crew, Rainbow Dash, and I were officially fighting to win the 20 lb run, which was increased to 5.

Our Power Forward guy ( the striped brotha with the funky-ass afro who we called "Mouth" for his quick wit) won it today. Dash again could not beat me. 

"Where the hell are you from?"

"Filly. If you were not fast enough: you are dead."

Suicides by dribbles increased to 5. We pushed ourselves to finish. Jump ropes were murder to finish. The freshman were the last to finish. When the last one did: we all came together in a huddled mass of sweat and bodies and celebrated as a team: We all survived hell week.

"Well done everyone. You all survived hell week. Of course,we will do conditioning twice a week and the rest of the week we will do actual practice. For now:  Enjoy your weekend, and use it to rest your body. Alright, lets get the hell out of here."

The team celebrated by talking over SCC. We all ate as a team, got to know each other, exchanged numbers, and everyone managed to beg Rainbow and I to join our morning runs, which we agreed to and told them what they needed: A backpack and a 10 lb weight.


*** 


I took a shower and collapsed on my bed. Every night was like that. The conditioning was exhausting and I was sore all over. But, I knew that the soreness meant that part would get stronger. I layed there in my boxers and awaited the sweet serenity of sleep.

Well, I almost got there.

"Theres no way i'm climbing that," The hushed, prissy, voice said outside my window.  

>Don't want to climb the ivy infested hidden ladder.
Who else but Rarity.

"Want to see anon? Then start climbing," The other recognizable voice commanded in  a hushed tone.

>Sunset 
whelp, they are here for their cum bath.

Fuck them, I'm too tired.

I think that was the plan.

So Sunset was the first to arrive in my balcony, Rarity was right behind her. 

They entered my room and found themselves in the presence of a man broken in body.



"So, Anon. We are here to do anything you want... we both are bored as hell and yea," Sunset said. 

"Get naked."

"Slowly or-"

"doesn't matter."

They took their clothes off and were naked in front of me. Their body's were beautiful, young, and perky. Both were wet, eager for me. I was just eager for rest.

"Come lay with me,"

The girls were very seductive about crawling from the foot of my bed to me. they each took a side of my body and warped their hand around my body.

Once my body was covered my their's, Rarity wanted to know their first orders. "So Anon, what would you like us to-"

I couldn't finish the sentence. I drifted to the long awaited bliss of sleep. 
> Grease Monkey 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

It wasn't that hard to get Sunset and Rarity out of my room, That ladder seemed to had been hidden in the vine for a decade or two and to my amazement it was still in working condition. The plan was for the girls to sneak out of my room so they can go home and get ready, I then to go get ready, and then they would come knocking on my door to take me away to spend the day out on the town. Mostly we would hang out at Sugar Cube Corner and down milkshakes until we figured out what to do. 

As I got ready for the day, a knock on my bedroom door threw a wrench to my plans in a major way.

"You got school today, Anon?" my grandfather asked.

"It's Saturday."

"Right. Right. So does that mean you can do me a favor?"

That 'small favor' was to clean out the entire garage. Grandma finally caved in after a twenty year marathon of hoarding and decided to sell her collected wares at the church rummage sale tomorrow. She felt it would be a win-win since she makes money and god would forgive her for getting drunk off the communal wine, which, in her defense, she did not plan it to happen since she is not catholic and was asked to go by a friend for emotional support.

The work was dusty, hot, and miserable. It was supposed to take the whole day, so goodbye plans for the entire day. so on que, Rarity and Sunset Shimmer arrived ready for a day to have fun. Instead, they found me in a tank top and jeans stacking boxes and taking them to the front lawn, where my grandparents were setting price tags, drinking, and setting them in a rented u-move truck.

"Hey, it's the good girl!" Grandpa screamed as Sunset came into his view.

"Hello!"

"So, are you two finally going to turn Anon into a man?!" 

They watched as I moved the boxes, I did tell them to go on without me, but they decided to stay put. Still, I felt the day was shot until...

"Hi Anon!"

Rainbow Dash brought the entire varsity team with her, or they happened to follow her in her booty shorts and sports bra. "Wanna play some ball?"

"I'm kinda busy. But, I can join if you all want to help."


***


The team joined in the moving of the boxes, which turned a all day job to a 30 minute chore. For their help, Grandma agreed for pizza after we came back from the court and anything they wanted from the piles of antique. Everyone got small things, with the exception of Mase, who happened to find a bong in Grandma's stuff from the 70's.

As the last things were moved to the front lawn, I noticed that a leather jacket was on a really shitty bench. The jacket was dusty and worn, which was easily fixable with some leather cleaner, and just like Sunset Shimmer's jacket but without the metal studs.   

I put it on and it fit perfectly. Everyone was looking at me with opened mouths, but no one said a word.

"What?" 

"Behind you..." Sunset answered.

I turned around, and I realized it was no bench.

It was a motorcycle, black body, chrome parts, but was slowly rusting around some of the edges. It seemed it was still driveable, but after all these years....

"Huh, I forgot all about that thing! Tell you what Anon: fix it and it's yours!" Grandpa screamed

Oh, yes!

"Seems fun and all, but I guess we won't be playing ball today?" Talala asked. 

"Not exactly." I answered, pointing to a portable basketball hoop that was stuck in the 90's, still in it's package. 


***


It took us half hour to set up the hoop in the backyard, where a big slab of smooth concrete that was supposed to be a bbq pit that was never completed was used for the court. 

After that, however, The bike was a different story. 

Rarity watched on as the team played half court basketball. The better players were teaching the newbies how to play better. I was off on the side, working on the bike with Sunset helping as much as she could. My father taught me basic mechanic work as a kid, so I at least tried to do simple fixes: replace the gasoline with fresh ones, clean out the engine, replace the spark plugs. Sunset helped with taking parts off, cleaning them, and in some cases reapplying lubricants and oils.

By noon, the pizza was called, arrived, and scarfed on by all. It was a nice break to all sit there and look out into the forest that was the boundary of our property.

By five o'clock, the things I needed to do was complete, and the motorcycle was alive and humming as if it was brand new. 

Everyone was happy for me, but a bit envious at the same time. I knew that I wanted to take it out for a spin.

"Can I join you, Anon?" Sunset asked.

"You kinda have to, you have the jacket for it," I joked.

We both got on, and drove off into the scenic forest route. It felt liberating driving through the falling leaves. 

"So, Anon. Does this mean you can give me a ride to school everyday?" She asked as we were stopped on a red light on our way home.

"Is that why you helped me fix it?"

"...Maybe."
> Axe Vs Mouth
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

As the practices continued, the workouts became intense. Some days were harder than others but we all finished them knowing we were getting better every time. Once a week, we would skip practice altogether and just work on our playbook and strategy in a classroom, with our fiery coach leading the classes and demanding perfection. Although we as a team progressed better than our first day, the problem was we didn't how how good we were. Sure, we all can dribble, shoot, and play defense like it was nobody's business: but we needed to see how good we were against another team. The only time that we would see how good or bad we were would be during the first game of the season: against the defending champion of another league, and a deep state playoff contender that year. 

At the end of practice that day, coach gave us the answer we were hoping for: he set us up with a scrimmage with another school in a few weeks. Not only that, he was satisfied with our practice that week and decided that there would be no conditioning for the day.

As we began the short walk back to the lockers, I was stopped by Rainbow Dash on her way to the girls locker room.

"You want a what?"

"You and me, one on one game of ball. Tonight."

"Why?"

"You know me, Anon: I can't just let you beat me without getting away with it."

I can see how this can end so well, what do you say?

You mean we might get sex WITHOUT buttering them up? I'm in. 

"And winner gets?"

"Dinner, paid by the loser."

I was hoping for sex, but free food is always better.

"You're on. Meet me around eight, town court."

After that interesting challenge, I walked right into the lockers to see everyone standing around at the edge of one of the rows. Everyone was looking at something down the way and I managed to shove my way past everyone to get a look: Mouth's locker had a hatchet stuck deep into the metal, and had a note hanging off the handle.

Mouth walked up to the hatchet and ripped the letter from the handle. He began to laugh out loud when he finished reading it. 

"What's up, Mouth?" Mase asked.

"Someone wants to fight me tonight."


***


"Sorry Dash, that match is gonna have to wait," I said. Rainbow and Talala was waiting for us to get out so we all could of done our tradition of reconquering Sugar Cube Corner. The girls joined us in our march to the basketball court in the town center. "Mouth here is gonna have a little fade out with Axel." 

"The nut job that has that Axe fetish?" Talala asked.

"yea."

"This I gotta see. Hey, Mouth: why does he want your head?" Rainbow asked. 

"Well you see," Mouth started. "Axel has a crush on that teal chick wit dem big tittys. Well, I invited her over to blaze with me. She 'thanked' me by giving me a blowjob. She was good at it too."

Everyone laughed as mouth continued to use the pick comb to puff up his Afro. He was the one in the group that was concerned with looking 'fly', like Rarity, but without the melodrama and over reaction about everything. 

"Besides, I'm not too worried about his bitch ass," he said as he pulled out his martial arts black belt from his duffle bag for all of us to see. "It'll be like taking a blowjob from a stoned chick."

We reached the basketball court the the town's park, and found them waiting for us. There were four of them altogether, all waiting were for us. Flash Sentry, that (now disgraced from the last fight) Norman dude, the scarf wearing, wimpy looking, Nolan North, and standing in front of them in the center of the court was Axel Jones, with his signature ax in his hands. 

He was shorter, black and white hair, purplish skin, and a thin, underdeveloped mustache that looks like someone wiped their ass with his upper lip. 

"So Norman, how was the ass woop'n I gave you?" I asked out loud.

He kept quiet, although he mumbled a few words. Flash kept quiet and elected to giving me the death stare. Rainbow Dash was never the one to choose between loyalties, so she stood on her own, not choosing a side. 

Mouth walked in the court, in front of Axel. Axel handed his ax to Flash.

No trash talking, no preamble. They just scrapped. Mouth tried his hardest to keep his karate form, but eventually it broke down to a street brawl, filled with kicks, punches, and yes, hair pulling. 

"Why do you hang out with Flash again?" I asked Rainbow Dash.

"I dunno,"

She is trying so hard not to pick a side. 

Somehow, Mouth made a mistake and was caught in a headlock. He tried to escape but was caught.

"Scissors!" Axel screamed. Nolan answered with a pair of hair clippers. The request made Mouth struggle a whole lot harder, but it was no use. Axel grabbed the scissors with one hand and began to snip parts off Mouth's perfect Afro. Mouth was looking down when he saw the clumps of hair fall down in front of him, he immediately stopped struggling when he realized it has his hair. 

Mouth began seeing red. 

He grappled Axel and suplexed him into the hard concrete. 

We began howling like madmen when we saw that. We ere encouraging to finish him. Mouth got up first using a kick-up move, and kicked Axel execution style with a kick across the face while Axel was on his knees trying to get up. 

Again, we howled like hooligans. We even had to restrain Mouth before he can go after Nolan for giving Axel the scissors. Flash and Norman carried the dazed and confused Axel out of the court and into the night.

"His punishment ain't done yet," Mouth said as he pulled out his phone from his bag. "I'ma text that girl and ask if she wanna fuck tonight."
> Public Displays of Competition
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Anon! Rainbow Dash! Care to tell us why you two have been slacking off today!? Did I say you guys can half ass it?!" Coach screamed as we were getting called out for not giving the effort he was used to. Yea, we were half-assing it, and for good reason.

"We were saving energy, coach," I answered.

His face turned from annoyance to rage.

"Why the fuck are you two saving your energy for?! Are you guys gonna fuck after practice?!"

Everyone on the team laughed, myself included. Rainbow Dash covered her face in embarrassment. Once her wave of embarrassment passed, Rainbow explained. "Anon and I have a one-on-one match tonight. You know me coach: I have to beat everyone at least once."

Coach still was not amused. His eyes were saying he was buying none of it. But, they did soften up after he tossed a ball to Dash.

"Everyone get some water and take a seat. These two are gonna play their match here and now."

The rest of the team and the coaches took a seat on the benches. They were ready for the showdown of the two starters. One coin toss later I was starting off on the defense. Coach handed the ball to Dash, and with the blow of his whistle, the match began. Rainbow always had speed and agility, so having her race past me the first time was not surprising. 

It was after the second or third time where It was getting frustrating. Her biggest strength was just to shoot layups past me. I was afraid of getting physical with her, because I could of easily demolished her if I tried. That was where my biggest strength came in. Where she had to physically move to get points, all I had to do was to shoot from anywhere on the court. I was almost a foot taller than her (5'3 and 6'0), so field points were a breeze. 

Everyone in the stands watched on in silence, save the occasional cheer where there was a basket from us. Coach was on the sidelines screaming at the both of us. Trying for us to get better.

Eventually, he stopped the game for a water break. Coach dragged Rainbow aside and looked like he was coaching her, telling her what she needed to do to win. 

"Anon, what the hell!?" Mase asked.

"Huh?"

"You's need to get physical with her, you's stronger!"

"Do I really want to steam roll RD every time she attacks?"

"Yes" Coach answered from behind us. "Anon, It doesn't matter if your opponent has a vagina. Your opponent is your opponent and you will show no mercy, or else you can warm the benches. Do I make myself perfectly clear?"

"Yes, Coach," I answered.

"Good. First to a 2 point advantage wins it," he said as I made my way to the court. Dash was waiting on defense for me.

Instead of waiting for me to make a mistake, she became aggressive, and attempted to reach for the ball, and every time she tried I moved it out of her reach. She reached in and I moved it away, but she did managed to feel up my member with her forearm. I knew she felt it because she looked a bit flushed. The play continued, but ended in a rim shot. She grabbed the ball as I ran to her to play defense. I became more aggressive as well, my body was pressing on her, my now half-hard rod pressed against her soft bottom, which in turn Rainbow looked a bit flustered some more. I took that opportunity to reach over her to grab the ball, and was met with her right breasts and the ball. She was still dazed from feeling up and getting felt on. 

It was a quick layup and I took the advantage.  

Rainbow was just dazed and sweating ... well it wasn't just because of her movements.

Has she never felt a cock before?

Rainbow got the ball for her shot to tie it up, almost the same result happened. My member was pressed against her, but she seemed to keep her focus, even giving me a small elbow on my rib as she slowly fought her way to the basket. I continued to reach in, but her quick hands kept the ball away. One of my attempts managed to grab a handful of her crotch. She was wet according to the liquid in my hand, and the fact it was more slimier than regular sweat. 

She tried for the layup. All I had to do was the slap the ball out of the air, which was effortless. 

I walked towards the basket, with the ball, dribbling it as casually as I can. Rainbow was waiting for me with bent knees and open arms. Her hair was down, her eyes screamed determination. She was drenched in sweat and I guess vaginal fluid?

Rainbow is a squirter? Makes sense to me.

The casual walk turned into a full run towards her. She started to shuffle back, buying time for a chance to strip the ball. 

Gotcha.

I stopped just outside the 3 point line and prepared to make the long shot. Rainbow ran towards me and jumped, hoping that maybe a fingertip would knock the ball off its trajectory far enough to miss. Not only did she fail to get a fingertip in, we crashed into each other mid-air. I held her as my back slammed hard against the hardwood with a loud thud. The pain turned into euphoria as I watched the ball whoosh seamlessly into the basket, solidifying my win. The entire bench went wild from the shot, with Masse and company coming to pull me out of the floor. Which I really wished they hadn't. 

Rainbow was on top of me, and her face said it all. Her hands were on my member, my right arm was cupping her b-cup breasts, my left was grabbing a handful of her womanhood. It wasn't skin, but was mesh type athletic wear, but it didn't matter. I wanted to do her right there and then, while everyone watched. I had a feeling she wanted to do the same. 

"Alright you two, get off each other." Coach ordered. "School cant afford cleaning the semen stains from the wood."

The crew pulled Rainbow off me, and then helped me on my feet. Rainbow and I came close to hug, I'll admit she was good.

"Impressive." She commented with a whisper.

"My junk or my game?" 

"Take your pick."
> Quick Favor.
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Hey Rarity?"

"Yes?"

"It's Anon. I need a quick favor from you."

She was willing to hear me out if I went and paid her a visit at the shop after hours, while at the same time stopping for a pumpkin spice latte for her at Sugar Cube Corner. Pinkie Pie knew what to put in it, so I didn't have to ask. All I needed was my jacket and wallet and I was already on my way, with my grandparents almost doubling over from the daily alcohol. Fall was in full motion (if it wasn't already) around that time, which made things obviously a bit chillier at sunset. The traffic had died down some, but there were people walking around and trying for some last minute shopping as the shops closed their doors for the day. Rarity was waiting for me outside of the shop, waiting for me to get inside so she can lock the shop behind us. Her hair was frazzled, the red glasses were on, so that was a massive red flag to stay out of her way or you will seriously get fucked up. 

"Hello, Anon," Rarity said as she had to unlock the door. I made my way inside the closed shop. It was getting late, so I had to ask why on a school day she was going to lock herself inside the same shop she had just spent hours working at.

"Have to ship out a entry for a fashion contest by tomorrow. I have the keys to the shop, and I'm allowed here after dark. Also helps when there isn't a costumer... being everywhere," she said as rushed herself back to work. She didn't even had the time for a hug, as she was already in the back slaving away. The back room was white, hot, and muggy, with the metallic industrial fan in the back aimed towards the ceiling,  Her giant clipboard had the latest design: It looked like her best one yet. It was a blue-ish  long curve dress with rhinestones all over, the edges were outlined with a transparent, black frill.

"And a matching purse!" she rejoiced as she placed over the shoulder of the mannequin holding the dress, completing the set. The slip-on shoes were also blue with rhinestones 

Oh yea, this one is a winner.

After taking off the dress, labeling the box with a "Fragile" stamp in every available spot, the last thing it needed was a shipping label. After that: it was on the register counter, ready to be shipped out first thing when the shop opened up.

"Thanks for hanging out with me while I finished up, it makes the time fly. So what did you need, Anon?" Rarity said as she took off her glasses and unbuttoned a few on her blouse, allowing the breeze to trickle down her shirt. I bit of her bra peeked through so it was a welcoming sight to a beautiful woman. 

"I want to order a custom dress?"

"Really? I've never done a drag dress before," she said with a smirk.

"Funny. My little sister's birthday is coming up and..."

"Say no more, I'll do it."

"Really?"

"It's a win-win,Anon. you get your dress, It counts as my sales goals, I get a cut of the money, and it will be a great addition to my portfolio."

Rarity went to the register and pulled  the order form. My mom managed to send my sister's measurements in a text she sent earlier, so at least that was taken care of.

"OOOOOH! She is so beautiful!" Rarity screamed when she saw the picture of her on my phone. 

"And as soft as a cactus if she doesn't like you," I replied. 

"Oh hush, girls are always rough around the edges when they are young. Now, you have to pay half up front and the other half when i'm finished. 250 dollars."

"Isn't that the full price for a dress?"

"Yes it is," She said as she snatched the money out of my hand and began to count it. "The second half will be more... fun."

"You know, I could pay the rest right now..."

"I seriously doubt you will want to since I'm in the time of the month. Anyway, If you're eager to start repaying: clothes off."


***


I was hoping for something a bit more fun when she asked me to remove my clothes. Instead, I ended up being her live mannequin. Her boss asked her to make the business suit as a favor for a friend: who happened to own a multinational, so perfection to the clothes wasn't a fashion statement: It had the potential to make or break multi-million dollar business deals. 

"Very smashing," She said as the finishing touches were in place, mostly the legit, actual silver stubs and  the rose in the breast pocket. She stood next to me as we both observed the final product in the mirror. It was a charcoal suit, with a blue checkerboard undershirt. The tie was a navy blue and the shoes were custom made. Everything but the buttons, the shoes, and the stubs and small metal accessories were all made by hand. 

Damn, I looked tight as fuck.

"You both have the same body size, so I thought why not?"

"Glad I can help Rarity, I never wore a suit worth this much before."

She walked to the table in the back of the room and had a hat in her hand. It wasn't any other that thou...

Oh god.

"Lastly, we need a accessory, so a nice fedora..."

"No."

"I like a gentleman with a nice fedora. It's very classy."

I couldn't stop laughing. "Ok..... M'lady."

"How about a trilby?"

That made me laugh even harder.

"I think we are fine without a hat."

"If you say so. Oh! one last thing...." she said while blushing

"Yea?"

"Well, he asked for a full suit, so that includes... Socks and underwear."

"Oh."

Oh... 

Oh!


 
> Summer Surprise
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Usually, when I got ready for events, I would check for the essential things to take on the road like my cell phone, condoms, and wallet. Today was different: We were expecting people in the house for once, notably my family. It was my little sister's birthday so the plan was a family get together. I made sure that I looked perfect. If not my mom would nag at me for keeping appearances, even if it were a family event. 

Either way, I heard the car roll up on the driveway and made my way downstairs with my gift in hand. Of course, I was the first to the door.

I opened the door and without looking at who was knocking I turned away. "I got I-"

I felt the force of a mass knocking me to the ground, landing on top of me. I groaned in pain, which gave whatever fell on me the opportunity to shove something wet and slimy down my throat.

A tongue?

I guess I should have opened my eyes, it would have told me of the owner of the tongue. 

"That's enough Summer, your suffocating my son!" My father commented.  

She broke the kiss immediately. "Surprise, bitch. I bet you thought you saw the last of me."

At least I had an excuse to not be perfectly dressed. Either way, we embraced as we got off each other, and I felt the strong knots in my stomach I haven't felt since I first asked her out in middle school.

Of course, my little sister broke the trance we both were in.

"Is this for me?" my little sister asked, picking up the flattened pink box off the floor.

"Was it fragile? I'm so sorry." Summer said.

"It's not. Open it up!"

The dress I commissioned Rarity to make was absolutely stunning. Even Summer was excited for my sister. Safe to say she did enjoy the dress. She even went into the bathroom to change into it. 


***


"That hits the stop," Summer said, after trying some of the grandma's sweet tea. It had to be the first time she made something liquid without it being spiked with alcohol in a long time. Summer and I were sitting in the back yard, holding hands and watching the forest beyond the back yard. It was sweater weather, but it was better than the stuffy house, especially with the tons of cooking going on in the kitchen.

"So the fall formal is coming up, and almost every boy has asked me to go to the dance with them! Even ones with girlfriends if I recall correctly," Summer said. The last part almost made me spit out my drink.

"I bet a lot of them had been waiting for years for the chance."

"Well, sucks for them," Summer said as she rested on my shoulder.

"It also sucks your fall formal and mine are on the same weekend. You would have had no excuse not to make it then." Summer said as she observed the bike. She was a bit thrilled to ride it with me after dinner. Show her around town and such.

"He will probably take that Sunset Shimmer friend of his," Grandpa announced.

Summer's eyes lit up, and her smile turned into her famous 'eat shit' grin.

"So, who is she, Anon?"

"Some classmate. A real looker too," My grandfather followed-up.

"Well, I'll have to meet this... Sunset Shimmer," she announced. It didn't sound like jealousy, but something else. 

Do they know each other?


***


Dinner was ribs with vegetables and grandma's coleslaw. Unfortunately, they took longer than expected so the ride would have to wait for the next time. Still, the after dinner part was entertaining: Drunk family and Summer and I watching "My Pony Princess" with my sister. We whispered riffs, jokes and one-liners about this kid's show to each other, both of us giggling like school girls in the process.

It was probably eight or nine when Summer texted her mother. She agreed to let her stay the night, but she would have to take both a pregnancy test and a plan b pill the second she came home. 

We both laughed, and continued to watch the show. It was around thirty minutes later that Summer gave off a fake yawn.

"I'm sleepy, Anon. Where am I sleeping?"

"They didn't even notice," I said, pointing to my parents and grandparents playing dominoes and drinking around the kitchen table.

"O' come on then."

We made our way upstairs and into the room. As I locked the door behind us, Summer laid perpendicular to the bed, her snug panties in full view. We began to kiss as soon as I lay next to her, my hand slid up her inner thighs before they met the panties. Summer gave off an audible sigh. My fingers went up and down, playing with her and making her regret wearing them in the first place. 

"God dammit, Anon," she whispered as she reached down to part her panties to the side. I answered with just the tip of my index finger, moving around only an inch inside.

"Fuck. Fuck," Summer Song moaned. It was obvious she hadn't been touched in a while. But there was also something that hadn't been touched in a while.

And that needed attention too.

My phone came alive. Twenty different dings. 

"Answer it." Summer commanded in frustration.

I got up to look. I realized at that moment there was something I had planned that night. Sunset Shimmer, Masse, Mouth, Talala, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash and a few other dudes and chicks texted me the same question: "You coming to Diamond Tiara's Party?! It starts in 30!" 

"Fuck," I said out loud.

"What's wrong, Anon?"

"Did you bring extra clothes?" I asked. I was actually hoping she had. The one she was wearing was cute, but at that point it smelled of pussy and sweat.

Summer was offended."Kinda question is that, Anon? A lady always brings extra clothes."

"Feel like partying tonight?"
> Tipsy
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

When it came to getting ready for a party at the literal last minute, taking a shower with the person you have had sex with isn't out of the question: I mean, you’re not looking at anything new.

Nevertheless, Summer and I ended up taking a shower together, it was a bit difficult trying to get washed when someone else was in the same stall, but in the end we made it work, as we always did. My bathroom had a double vanity and a mirror to accommodate both, so we had hers and his sink.

"It's like if we are married," Summer said with a sparkle in her eye

If only.

She took her time getting dressed, and even asked the dreaded question. "Does this dress make me look fat?"

"Why?"

"You're supposed to say no, Anon!"

"Does it really matter? Who are you trying to impress?"

"Your friends, any girl who thinks they can have a piece of my living, breathing dildo."

Whelp.

"I don't believe you need to impress. You can be covered in moss and you would still be perfect to me,"

"That was really corny, but cute at the same time," she said as she gave me a kiss. "So ready?"

"Yeah, we're gonna have to go out through the front door. Let's go." 

We tip-toed down the stairs and into the living room. The situation was no different than when we left the room: sister watching her pony show and the family was playing dominoes drunk. We thought it would be a piece of cake leaving, but something went wrong, and my sister turned around just as I was reaching for the doorknob. We were like deer caught in headlights. We knew our planned trip was to end so soon, even before we were to step outside. But, as if she dropped the "as bratty as I want to be" act, she only smiled at us and turned around to continue watching the show.

Thank you, based sister.

We wasted no time slipping outside and onto the sidewalk. It took us around ten minutes to walk to Diamond Tiara's party: I guessed her folks were gone. She always said that if she had her chance at a party, she would make it huge.

She didn't disappoint. 

The party spilled over into the neighborhood and comprised of almost the entire student body.

Well, almost.

"Anon!" Sunset screamed from DT's porch. She was waiting for me and was surprised when she saw I was not alone.

"So, who is the lucky... you!"

"You." Summer said with her “eat-shit grin”.

"You two know each other?" I asked.

"As a matter of fact... Remember we played Canterlot High last year?" Summer asked with her grin. "Hope to see you on the field again, Sunny."

"I guess, but we need to talk in private. Follow me."

We entered the pseudo mansion and still found it difficult to maneuver to the house, and into the foyer. Either way, we made our way up and inside an unlocked bedroom, with looking at it I assumed was a guest room.

"So, what's the big secret?" I asked.

"I need both of you to undress, now," Sunset commanded.

"What?" We both asked in unison.

"You heard me. To your underwear. Trust me, it'll be worth your while."

We both looked at each other and began to undress. Of course, Summer went with her maroon underwear, which even got Sunset to bite her lip a bit. She undressed with us and pointed to the open window. She was the first through the window, which gave us a view of her glorious ass.

"Damn," Summer commented. 

We crawled out and realized that we were on the roof almost naked, and below us was a pool, and surrounding the pool was a lot of people, my crew included. 

"Yo Anon! looking good!" Masse cackled. 

"Alright, Anon will be taking the plunge. So will I, because this shit is fun!" Sunset cried for all to hear.

"What is this?" I asked.

She grabbed my hand. "Tradition, all new students of Canterlot High must jump. It's a 'welcome' from all of us. Grab her hand. She gets to jump too."

Summer didn’t even gave me a chance; she grabbed my hand.

"Let's do this."

"Ready? One… Two..."

At the count of three, we took off from the rough roof and into the pool below. We all screamed on the way down. I was preparing for the usual shock of cold water surrounding my balls, but as we hit the water, it felt different.

Holy shit, is this a heated pool?

We let go as soon as we all were inside and made our way up.

We heard the cheers as we broke the surface, and Summer threw one fist up in celebration. We got out, and was met with my crew handing me a towel, which I immediately gave to a shivering Summer Song.

"Welcome to Canterlot High, Anon!"


***




After getting dressed, Summer and I got our drinks and began to socialize.

"So this is the 'crew' I've heard so much about!" Summer screamed, trying to be heard over the loud music

"Yes ma'am" Masse yelled back.

"Also, don't forget Anon needs to change his underwear every day!" she screamed.

And of course everyone laughed at my expense. 

The more drinks that made their into our system, the more Summer became playful. When we were talking she would play with my hair, or even slap my butt once in a blue moon. 

After some more drinks, they ended up getting tipsy. She still knew what she was doing, but with a bit less impediment. After a few more drinks, and more eyeing me up and down, she interrupted a conversation to pull me aside.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"I want to come home, Anon" she pouted.

"I thought you liked parties!" I answered.

"You don't understand. I want to COME home."

"Oh."

Oh yes.
> COMEing home
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"So what do you think of my new friends?" I asked, trying to make it home without one of us (mostly her) falling face forward. In reality, she wasn't that drunk, she just wanted to lay down... With me at least.

"They're alright. They seem to keep you out of trouble."

We reached my house. The lights were off, so getting in a was a breeze. What wasn't was sneaking into a living room full of bodies scattered on the floor.

"God dammit," I whispered. 

We maneuvered past my sleeping family and made our way upstairs.  

"That was fun," Summer said, throwing her purse on the floor.

"Yeah, who would have thought they would take the floor? Then again, this is my room now."

"And since this is your room," Summer said as she shoved me to my bed and jumped on top of me. "I guess anything goes here?"

"I suppose, and I assume your clothes are going anywhere but on your body?" I asked. 

"You're damned right." She said, taking off her dress and throwing it behind her. She bent down to capture my mouth in a sincere, loving kiss. 

She was in her bra and panties, her full figure exposed in the moonlight that was creeping into the room.

"I'm glad I stayed the night," she said, finally letting go of her kiss.

"Same."

"Hey, I know you're probably horny, but can we just cuddle? I'm sorry."

"It's fine. I'm just glad you're here."

"Thanks. Hey! Why am I the only one without clothes?! Take them off!"

With her help, all of my clothes came off, with just my boxers the only piece of cloth on me. 

We continued to kiss while I started to get hard. 

"Oh, hello old friend."
She moved next to me, continuing to kiss me while she slipped her hands down the slot in my boxers. Her soft hands started gingerly moving up and down my shaft. 

She broke off the kiss and got off.

"I changed my mind. Get me a blanket and a pillow."

I pulled the cover off the bed and tossed her my pillow. She took it and made a makeshift bed in front of my bed, which also had a full view of the moon. If anyone was in the forest, they were in for a hell of a show. 

She took off her bra as soon as she sat down. On the makeshift bed, her panties came off just as quickly, and she was on her back. My boxers slid off as I neared her, my manhood still erect. 

"Don't hold back, Anon. We don't know when we can do this next."

We began to kiss as I kneeled down between her legs, her legs wrapping around me and shoving me closer to her. My manhood was on her pubic area, its juices leaking onto her lower stomach.

"Have you ever stopped to wonder how that thing can go that deep inside me?" Summer wondered.

"What?"

"You know I have weird sex thoughts when I'm horny, Anon. Let's do not drag this any further."

With that, my member slipped into her opening slowly. She began to breathe deeper, taking it all in. I moved my hips back and forth, feeling every inch of her tight but welcoming womanhood. 

"I can get used to this, I can," she whispered in pleasure.

The tightness began to fade away as her opening became a mixing pot of our juices.  My thrusts became smoother and deeper, which drove her to near insanity. She started to use her heels to dig into my back so that with every thrust, she dug it deeper so I could go as deep inside of her as possible.

"What am I, a horse?" I asked.

"It's a new trick I learned while reading Cosmo, so far I love it."

My thrusts became deeper, and in turn I began to feel the pressure of wanting to cum, it came quickly.

"I'm gonna cum..."

She quickly wiggled away, with her pussy making an audible pop

"No, I don't want to end this now."

I laid next to her, and we began to kiss as we waited until the pressure went away. As far as the sex was fun, moments like that was just as amazing. I honestly missed Summer Song.

"So did you get with any girl while you were here?"

I began to hesitate. Either tell the truth and risk her ending this

"I don't want to say."

"You wimp" she said as she got up and got on her hands and knees. "Let's keep going."

I stood behind her as my rod sprung back into action between her cheeks. My stiff moved down, the head pressing on her butthole.

"No! No! Not that hole, Anon! You get it the night you ask me to marry you!"

Oh, right.

I slipped it into the right hole and began to slam my hips with her bottom, shoving my cock deep inside her. As I thrusted, she moved back, our bodies meeting with an audible slapping sound. She had her upper body on the floor as she continued to move her body back to meet mine. The juices were leaking onto the blanket. 

The pressure began to build up again, this time with a stronger urge.

"It's coming again."

Summer didn't say anything as she grabbed my hands, which was both firmly gripping on her hips to help with my thrusting and moved them over her head, my whole body covering hers. Her back motioned increased, as she tried to milk my dick for everything it had.

It succeeded.

With one last, deep thrust from her, I unloaded inside of her, causing her to moan in pleasure. We didn't move. We savored the moment and the feeling of each other. 

As I pulled out, Summer dropped a revelation on me.

"I did my calculations, and today would have been my only safe day."

"Really? Are you sure?"

"Who here is in the science debate team and the mathematics group, and helps my love with his homework? Muah!"

We giggled as I pulled her from the ground to my bed and tossed her to it, her tired body bouncing only once. I joined her soon after, ready to go to sleep. By the time I laid on my side,  we were facing each other mere inches from our faces. Our hands were interlocked, and fell asleep together like how we did as kids, but not before we said one last goodbye.

"Like old times?" I asked.

"Yea, well minus the sex."

I had given her a kiss on her forehead before I drifted to sleep


***


We were awake at eight in the morning. We were still naked, holding each other as the television in my room was showing some random channel. We were mostly focusing on each other, savoring the time we had because we knew we would be separated in a few hours. The only thing that got us dressed was breakfast. 

Grandma always loved making breakfast 'buffet' styled, mostly so people would not complain. She would eat the leftovers because she loved the food that much. We didn't talk much during breakfast, but we did hold hands as we ate while my dad was telling stories of his childhood. Every story ended with getting told by Grandpa what actually happened, and it ended with Dad looking like a fool. We went back upstairs to cuddle some more, this time watching the television at the same time. 

It was pleasant until my little sister barged in.

"Mom and Dad won't let me watch My Pony Princess in the living room. I want to watch it here."

"Uh, no?" Summer Song and I responded. 

"Why not?"

"Pretty Pony Princess is not a good show," I said.

"Nuh uh. Even guys your age like the show."

That stifled a giggle from Summer. "Sweetie, that's ridiculous. No grown man will ever love a show about cute talking horses doing cute things."

We both laughed and shared a kiss as my little sister walked out. 


***


All good things had to come to an end. For Summer Song and I, it was at 1:15 pm.

We both held each other and embraced one last time, as my dad loaded her bag into the back of the car.

"We are ready."

Everyone was saying their goodbyes, as I shared one last moment with Summer. We had shared one last kiss before she went inside the car. We stared at each other until the car turned the corner and was out of sight.

"That was fun! Now for the rest of our Sunday!" Grandpa commented.

"So, drink?" I asked.

"You bet your sweet ass we will be."

I went to my room as my grandparents began their drinking into the kitchen. I had nothing planned so I thought I can get the boys over to play some ball before we were to play our season opener.

Once I walked in, I realized I was not alone.

"Hello, Anon."
> Sunday Funday Pt 1
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Hello, Anon."

I didn't have to turn around to know who it was. My bed, at that point, was her second home. With that said, I still was surprised when I turned to see Sunset Shimmer on my bed with her clothes still on. She was staring at the softball Summer Song left as a keepsake. "I realized why you looked familiar when I first saw you. "

"Oh? "

Sunset began to toss the ball in the air, playing a single person game of catch. "Last year, when your old school played mine. I was pitching against Summer, remember? "

I vaguely remembered what happened that game. I was cheering for Summer, something about "ending her unbeaten streak. "

Then it hit me. "You were the-! "

"Yea. I don't know how or why. Either I got lucky or I am that damned good during the season. But, I knew I was in for a fight with your girl. I thought I was going to win at the bottom of the 9th. "

"Then the butch lesbian won it with a walk-off." I answered. She was “in your face” on how gay and butch she was, kinda like how people try to show off how manly they are. Even the LGBTQ club disliked her, calling her "the bitch lesbian."

"Yea, she even did a "pussy licking" gesture to me. If she was cuter, twenty pounds lighter, and got rid of that stupid half shaved hair shit I might have taken up her up on that offer." Sunset said. She continued to toss the ball in the air, her eyes fixated on it. "If the school thought I was a complete bitch before the game, man they had another thing coming. Double the bitch, triple the salt. "

"I see. "

"Sorry for the sob story, I wanted that distraction. But speaking of distraction. You have a text from Dash. She wants a rematch tonight. "

"What are you, her messenger? "

"She texted you, your phone was vibrating."

"Ah. "

"Well, Anon. I think it's time to strike. I heard she wet herself over the last time. "

"That was me who told you that. "

"Really? Whoops! Also, I have to ask for a favor. "

"Oh? "

"I have this package I have to drop off to Rarity," she said, pointing to a small brown box on my nightstand. “She wanted me to take it, but I think you should. I think she might be. . . 'Feeling it'"

"Really? " I said with a smile. 

"You haven't fucked Rarity in weeks. Satisfy the poor girl's thirst! "

"Fine!" I groaned as I picked up the parcel. As I turned to leave the door, I stopped to figure out what to do with the girl in the room, "And you are going to stay here all day?" I asked. 

"I'll leave in a few and show myself out. Good luck and see you at school.!" She said, tossing the ball in the air. 


***


I began to work up a sweat by walking in the warm, humid air. I was enjoying it because right after that would be the cold of late fall. The light afternoon breeze was helping, but again the humidity did not. Sundays in town were carefree and casual. People cruising the streets with no destination other than to enjoy the unreasonably warm day be it by walking or driving. A look over to Sugar Cube Corner revealed the line that was overflowing from the bakery’s entrance. Those who were waiting out the door had been treated at least with the spray of a mist, a relieving dose of water to everyone. Across the street of Sugar Cube Corner was the Boutique, Three knocks later a disheveled Rarity answered. 

"Anon? Hey!" she smiled. I did not reply, instead just presenting the box. "Sunset sent you? Great! Come in! Come in! The air conditioning is running!" She said as she walked further into the showroom and into the back. I locked it behind us, which was always what I had to do. 

We walked back to the office, where it was in its normal condition of a mess. Designs sprawled all over the table, with the ones not deemed worthy in a pile by the trashcan. The walls lining the room were covered by rows upon rows of fabric and accessories. I left the small paper-brown box next to her as she continued her design. Her red glasses were a stark contrast of her white and light purple colors.

"What is in the box, anyway? " I asked. She unwrapped the thin paper to show the contents inside. A large box of charcoal pencils. 

"Regular pencils just won't do. These are better."

She had bent over the desk and began to design again, using her elbows as a brace. She was about to start a design for a man, because of the bulge the faceless figure had in the piece of paper. "Designing for men is more difficult for me. I know what I would like in a dress or an ensemble. But suits. . . Are suits. " Rarity mumbled as she stared at the paper in front of her. One minute turned to three minutes, three minutes to ten, and then ten to an hour. 

No conversation, just staring at the piece of paper. After that half hour mark, her elbows buckled and she gave a grunt of frustration as her forehead landed on the paper. " This will be harder than I thought."

At that point, I had a limited number of choices. Either not help or help out. Not helping would not end well with our relationship and helping out would not end well either because I had no idea of fashion or fashion theory. I did however had my method of dealing with writer's block. Masturbation. With my right hand, I slipped my hand up her skirt and rested my hand on her bottom. She did not move, but let out a sigh of excitement. Without any warm up or warning, I parted her snug, cotton, panties to the side and slipped one finger inside. She began to give out small, short breaths. Her opening was a bit rough to move at first, but after a few simple schliks her opening became as slippery as I remember. She began to scoot back, allowing her head to look down and back to see my hand continue to do its magic. 

"That's it, keep going," she said. Her began to purse her lips, her excitement conveyed to me by the amount of liquid that was covering my finger inside of her. I decided to insert my middle finger, her excitement growing with each thrust. "One more," Rarity pleaded. 

"Three fingers? You sure you can-"

"Just do it! "

With that three fingers went inside of her, she began to give out small squeaks of pleasure. Her juices began to flow from her pussy and slowly drip into her panties. My three fingers were driving Rarity insane, screaming in pleasure without a care of who could have heard. My hands slapped against her perfect ass, my fingers probing deep into her crevice with each thrust. I felt her walls tighten up, and my thrusts began to struggle under the increased tightness. She gave off an ear-shattering scream while my entire hand became inundated with a sudden gush of hot liquid. 

"Damn, didn't know you were a squirter! " I said with a smile. 

"Thank you, I needed that." Rarity said as she slipped her panties back up. She pointed to the bathroom where I walked in and washed my fingers. A kiss of the cheek later, Rarity started her design with a furious fervor, as if a fire was awakened. I made my way out the door and into the warm summer day without the cool embrace of the air conditioning. As I walked out of the Boutique, I felt my pants vibrate. I pulled out my phone to see that Rainbow Dash sent another text

Well?! Are we going to play or not? 

Shit. I forgot to reply.

I would have had maybe a few hours to get ready, which would give me time to relax before the game. 

Alright Rainbow, you're on. 7PM sharp.
> Sunday Funday pt 2
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Well, Well. So you finally decided to show up!" Rainbow Dash said after I arrived. The first thing I noticed was how tight her clothes were to her body, and how tight my pants suddenly became.

"Hey, I have to defend my awesomeness to all comers, right?" I answered.

"Pfft, whatever. So, how are we going to do this?"

"Best out of three, We have a game tomorrow."

"Sure, hope you enjoy the sweep you're about to receive," She said. "Challenger gets the first crack."

"Fine."

We took our positions, with her at the halfcourt line and myself near the three point line. As soon as  I bent my knees and had my hands up, she charged. She tried to attack the rim, using her body to push me back from my spot in front of her. She gave one last heave and jumped, only to see me slap the ball from her hands. We both rushed to the ball, with me running it down first. Rainbow peddled back, anticipating my attack. As I did the last time, I took a long distance shot that sailed in seamlessly. Rainbow Dash was still determined when she jogged back to the half court line.   

"Here we go again!" Rainbow cried valiantly. I expected for her to attack the side, but a quick spin move had her open, which was no problem to her when she nailed the layup.

"If I was taller that would have been a dunk." Rainbow glowered.

"Alright, shortly," I said as I took my position in the half court line. 

When I attacked, I did the same long shot attempt, which rolled around the basket before falling in. 

"Game point," I said.

"You're not stopping me. I'm going to win this one!" Rainbow Dash hollered as she dribbled to the basket, waiting for me to defend. She stopped and took the shot, but miscalculated my height because I jumped for the block and I clipped it with the tips of my fingers. The ball dropped in front of me. I grabbed the ball and looked to Dash, who was racing to me in desperation. 

"That's game," I said as I took the shot, which went in with no problem.

"Fuck!" Rainbow Dash pouted in frustration as she slammed the ball on the ground, sending the ball clear into the air.

"Well, that's what you get for thinking you can beat me." I proudly proclaimed. "So, are we done? because I think we have a game tomorrow." 

I started to walk away.

"Wait! Rematch! Please!" She pleaded.

"Nope. We got a game tomorrow!"

"Give me a price for the rematch! I'll do it!"

That piqued my interest. It actually made me stop in my tracks. But....

"Nah," I said as I walked on.

"Okay, fine! Turn around then!"

I turned around and... oh man was it worth it.

Her shirt was up, as well as her training bra. her perky tits were staring back at me, the sweat glistened in the artificial light of the park. She was blushing, and her body was trembling due to the sweat cooling with the crisp air. 

"O Oh"

"If you win... Well, the park bathroom doesn't close until eleven. We can.. You know... Do something?"

If we win, we fuck her? I'm down

"Alright. I’m game."


***


Rainbow dash collapsed in a sweaty pile of skin and bone in front of my feet. Her sweat was dripping from every possible orifice, her body contracting at the waist, trying to catch her breath. 

"So, that’s game?" I asked. I was also sweating profusely. the game ended seconds ago, but my heart was still beating like a drum. That petite, tight body was mine to demolish.

"Y.. Yeah," rainbow said in defeat. "Just give me a-"

With a bottle of ice cold water in my hand, I poured it all over her back and on her neck. She gave out a surprised gasp and continued to shake.

"Thank you for that," Rainbow said.

"Yeah, so ready?"

She handed her hand up to me. I lifted her up and helped her to her feet. She was drenched with sweat and water, which made her hair stickier. She was nervous, but gave me a smile. We packed our duffel bags and walked to the bathroom.

"J..Just be gentle, I've never done this before." she said

"Really? I thought you would make this wager more often."

"Well, I never lose. I would wager sex for a match.... Just no one beats me."

"And you never thought of taking the fall just for it?"

"Well... That doesn't sound too bad."

We walked in the one toilet bathroom and locked it. As soon as we dropped our bags Rainbow Dash pulled her shorts down, her magenta boyshorts. 

She bent over the sink and lifted her shirt to expose her breasts.

"You really want to get to it, huh?" I asked,

"Like you said, we have a game tomorrow."

My member was already hard when she presented herself, her trimmed opening in view. I dropped my shorts when I was right behind her, her breathing became heavier in anticipation.

"Want it rough or slow?" I asked.

"I don't care anymore, just fuck me." 

I had one of my hands on her rump, the other on the base of my member, guiding the head close to her pussy. My member slid in her warm, dripping hole, slowly, her tightness allowing only the head to enter. 

"Holy shit," we said in unison. 

She looked back and smiled. "So, is that all? Is Anon packing a thumb?" 

"Shit girl, you're just so damn tight."

"That's what happens when you eat right and exercise," She said. "Keep going."

I slid my member deeper, only centimeters at a time, trying not to go too far. By how tight she was and how close I was to busting, it would have ended badly if I went inside. 

She gave out small moans with every centimeter I went in, giving a contemplative sigh when my hips pressed against her bottom.

"Wow, it feels... Wow," she said.

"Just as how you would have imagined it?" I asked. 

"Yeah."

"Well hold on tight," I said

I started off slow, pulling out to the base of my head and sliding it forward. It wasn't as tight as the last time, but it still was tight as hell. Rainbow Dash was enjoying it, a pool of our juices were collecting on her shorts. 

"Want me to go faster?" I asked.

"Of course!"

I grabbed her hips and slammed away. Her raspy moans filled the room and echoed through the halls. It felt amazing, every inch of her slimy walls pressing on my cock brought me closer to climax than usual. I wanted to spread my seed inside, but she would have had me murdered if I did and I didn't want the fun to stop.

But, I had an idea.

I pulled out and went to the toilet. " Come here"

"With the toilet cover, I sat down. she walked over and looked at me "What are you-?"

"think of my cock as a saddle."

She shrugged and straddled me, my cock an inch above her hole, her juice dripping all over it like drizzle. She lowered herself down my shaft and began to moan even louder.  She bounced up and down my cock, her head back, smiling in pleasure from both the fucking and how I was fondling her perky breasts. She lowered her head and pushed her upper body to mine, and gave me a deep kiss. Our tongues danced and swapped saliva as she continued to bounce up and down. 

It came.

The urge to cum was coming quickly, and I trusted myself, trying to get myself to come. Rainbow dash screamed, it wasn't a moan. she literally screamed.

"Get off." I pleaded. 

She quickly jumped off my dick just as I came, my sperm flew to the floor behind us, her juices continued to drop onto my dick, Rainbow dash's legs were trembling as she plopped back onto me

"M-My legs shake when I cum..." Rainbow Dash murmured. 

We stared aintoeach other's eyes. We both giggled, and Rainbow Dash's face fell onto my sweaty chest. I held her around her back and just layed there, satisfied. 


***


I slept early that night and woke up spent as if my balls were completely drained of semen. The only other time I felt that way was my first time with Summer Song.

That’s what tight pussy does to ya.

Which was also why instead of actively talking and roughhousing with my crew at lunch and trying to navigate Flash and his boys, I was sitting on the lunch benches with a sports drink in my hand, and Rainbow and Rarity under my arms. 

They seemed alright with finding out I had fingered one and fucked the other.

"It's not like we are dating, it was just a good fuck," Rainbow Dash said.

"Agreed, I'm still waiting for my foreign lover to come back," Rarity said with a smile. 

"So you girls wouldn't mind sharing me at one time?" 

The girls looked at me with a blank expression. They then grinned.

"Dunno, Anon. Can you handle us at the same time?"

At the same time, Flash started walking our way, his eye on Rainbow Dash. 

"Oh time for some fun," I said. He looked pissed, and I really did not give a fuck. 

Not. A. Single. One.

Luckily for him, Twilight grabbed him on his jacket and gave him a stern look.

All he was able to do was to shoot off a dirty look as he walked away.

"What’s his problem, anyway?" Rainbow asked.

"I dunno, it's like if I cummed in his glue or something."
> Opener Pt 1
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Since the beginning of the year - since the very first practice - we had been waiting for that day. The tryout, the Hell Week; they were gruesome practices that left us beaten, tired, sweaty, but it made us feel a bit stronger mentally and physically and also made us feel that we as a team can take on even the best of the pro teams, we were that prepared.

No more 'only' practice. No more scrimmages with other schools 'on our skill level' that we dominate each time. No more preparing for the season. It was time for the real deal.

We were in a classroom that was built below the gym that was used to store extra chairs, desks, and the occasional flat screen television that was installed in each classroom. Above our room were around a few thousand screaming, jumping, and hyped members of our school and faculty. the beat of the marching band and their drum major were felt. They were trying to get the crowd more pumped for our arrival and the game itself. Sounded like they were doing a good job at it. Honestly, they could have played the worst songs ever made and I would watch. Mostly for the petite drum major that looked like she would be a fun fuck. It turned out she had more school spirit than anyone around.  

"Game MVP gets to fuck that drum major chick, pass it on," Massee whispered.

"You sure?" I asked.

"Foo, she told me herself, now pass it on, muthafucka!"

Aww fuck, I need to work my ass off tonight. 

I guess the marching band did something new, because the crowd sounded like they were losing their mind up there, to the point where the room was vibrating and pieces of the ceiling tile were crumbling down on us.

It was also the first time I was wearing our school uniform.

Back at Filly, ours were black with gold trim.  At Canterlot. It was blue and gold with the horseshoe acting as "C" of Canterlot that was written across our chest. It felt weird putting on the jersey for another team, especially with mine needing bodies from what my friends back there had told me. I missed my old squad, but the one I was running with were going to win it all, we all had that much belief in ourselves and each other.

Coach walked in with his assistants, all in business suits. He looked pissed, mostly because he had to watch the women's and junior varsity teams play and be subsequently crushed by the school earlier that day. 

"Alright team, listen up!" He shouted. At that point, with our time together, he didn't need to scream. He could have commanded our attention on a whim because we had that much respect for him.

"You all watch the ass whooping that Cloudsdale High handed to our girls and junior varsity... it was just plain brutal. Now, I'm not going to sugar coat this shit. We are out manned, out gunned, and out coached, which is why they are a top twenty-five team in the nation. I know, hopeless, right? No. I found a fatal flaw to their coaching," He said. he motioned to one of the assistants to use the television to show another basketball game.

"This is their game footage last year when they won the state championship tournament. Look at their strategy and see what kind of pattern they have." 

The game was intense and physical. Screens were set up, elbows were thrown and a whole lot of pushing and shoving. It was difficult to see the pattern at first because they always had to stop the game to give out warnings or fouls. 

What pattern? All I see is man coverage, everyone is covered, one is double-

Wait.

Double coverage for one guy? who are they leaving open?

I looked for and found the one person they left open. He had long hair, a thinner face, and was less muscular as his peers.

Why would they leave this guy alone? unless he sucks that badly... oh daym he does have a nice ass... and tits? Brother has certainly got a chest.... Wait, it ain't a man at all. 

"Yo coach!" Talalah spoke up. " They leaving the girl open!"

"Ding ding ding ding! They don't bother with the girl in the team. I can't tell you why because I don't know. But, if we take the gamble and roll with it, we can at least make it close... Hell, we might even pull off the shocker."

"I'm down fo that, coach!" Masse said.

"Yeah! Better than getting our asses kicked!" I chimed in. 

"Alright, alright. So, run the same shit we do, motion offense. Remember that we must use our motion attack against these guys. Only playing as a single unit can we stand a chance against them. But set it up for Rainbow Dash or Talalah to take the shots. Rainbow gets to fight for points in the paint and Tala, you get the perimeter. Once they figure out that these girls can play we can use their time it might be too late for them. Now girls, do not take shots unless you are open or are sure you can make it. I hate to put pressure on you ladies, but the game rests on your shoulders. Can we trust you?"

"Yes, coach!" Talalah and Rainbow shouted in confident unison. Everyone's spirit began to rise, we had that weird little thing called assurance. We knew we had a chance for the upset, and all we had to do was to listen to the coach and not fuck up.

Piece of cake. 

We knew we were in for a hell of a scrape. They were more about physical play while we played more of a high-tempo attack.

"Yeah! Pussy power!" Mouth hollered. 

It felt like all the air was sucked out of the room. Everyone looked at Mouth, who really didn't care about that comment. 

"I like that, pussy power." Talalah said in his defense. 

"Pussy power!" Rainbow dash hollered with a fist in the air.

Pussy Power it is then. Let us get that W.

> Opener Pt. 2
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Each one of us had a basketball when we jogged out onto the court. We were nearly deafened by the tremendous roar and cheers from the homeside of the gym. I felt my heart race and by blood flow, and my nervousness swelled. No doubt almost all of the campus stayed a few hours after school to watch us play. Well, minus Flash and his boys for obvious reasons. I looked over to see Rarity and Rainbow Dash sitting with their best friends. Since Flash wasn't around I figured no harm, no foul. I looked around for Sunset and found her on the top of the bleachers leaning against the wall by herself. She didn't look lonely, but she only gave me a smile and a thumbs up.

We started taking shots at one side of the court while Cloudsdale took their shots. We were concentrating on what was about to happen.  Next to the scores table was two guys with microphones. The younger man of the two had the sad, longing look on his face as if he should have been playing in the pros and not broadcasting a high school game. 

"So, Winning Shot, we have talked about Cloudsdale for weeks now. What can be said about their first opponent?" The older man asked.

The younger man cleared his throat. "Let's be honest here: This is nothing more than a warm-up game for Cloudsdale. Canterlot is not returning any of its starters, players, or even their coaching staff. This is brand new to everyone and this year will not be a banner year for Canterlot. In fact, last year's winless team would do better than this year's team."

I had to fight the urge to slap him in the mouth, but I kept shooting my practice shots. I couldn’t help but feel that there was a high chance I might not get to shoot the entire game, especially with our game plan and how it was set up.

"Don't listen to the wash-up," Masse said as he took his shots next to me. "The way I see it, it makes me want to play better to shut him up."

"Even worse, looks like the two females are starting! I don't want to be that guy, but..." 

I took Masse's advice and tuned him out, especially with how wrong he was going to look in a few moments since the referees finished their pow-wow with the head coaches and were ready to start the game. We all lined up in position, with our big guy Mikuki in the center going up against their center, ready to jump for it. 

The music was loud and the crowd was jumping up and down on the bleachers, almost in unison. The house was rocking and we were the main act. The crowd somehow went even wilder when Rainbow Dash and Tala took their spots. For a school comprised of more girls than guys, it was expected for them to cheer for their own joining the boys. I looked over to the bench to see the coaches of Cloudsdale smirk amongst themselves. Talalah and Rainbow Dash looked at me at the same time from their positions. I gave one last thumbs-up before the madness started.

The refs blew their whistle, and threw the ball up in the air for the centers to jump for. And with that, Canterlot High's Boys Basketball season started.

Mikuki lucked out and snatched the ball from their center and passed it to me. I made a slow jog to the Cloudsdale side. My two defenders were backing up, waiting for me to slip up to take the ball. I scanned the playing field to see that they had doubled teamed the guys, Dash and Tal were on their own. I raised the ball above my head and slapped it three times, signaling the setup. Masse ran across the court, breaking free of his defenders and allowing me to throw the ball to him with no issue, once he had control of the ball he jumped twisted his body and tossed it to Talalah. There were no Cloudsdale players near her when she took the three-pointer, which bounced off the top of the trim and rolled into the net.

The crowd erupted when the shot was made. Immediately we ran back to our side of the court and began to organize our defense. As Cloudsdale grabbed the ball and began to jog their way to us, the crowd began to jump around and make noise, hoping that would mess with Cloudsdale's coordinating. It somehow worked because in their attack, the ball was tipped and Rainbow Dash intercepted the ball. She was steps ahead of her defenders as she sprinted down the court and placed a perfect layup that went in. Somehow, they didn't learn their lesson by the time the first quarter ended. 

"Don't look now, but Canterlot High didn't did not pay attention to the memo that they were supposed to lose this one! Here we go!"

By the time we were given the ball in the second quarter, they changed their strategy and started covering Dash and Tal, which meant they were defending one on one.

Here we go.

"Run the normal offense!" Coach hollered.

We ran our offense which was near undefendable. We were quick, we were physical, and we were scrappy. Even though we distributed the shots equally, masse was racking up the points and was fired up . They also had a tough offense to defend. the game had switched leads throughout, like two racehorses fighting for the finish line. 

I didn't know this, but CHS had a tradition in the fourth quarter; well, borrowing it from a university on the other side of the country. Between the third and fourth quarter, they played an old school rap song, which told the audience to jump around.

And boy did they





Everyone was jumping, and everyone was singing along to the lyrics. Even I was joining in on the fun of it. It was still a close game and we felt like we could pull off the major upset. 


***


Throughout the game, we would get cute jabs to our elbows and back, and stinging slaps that were well concealed. Even our coach had to take a time-out to talk to the refs about it, but unless they saw it they couldn't do anything about it. 

"Look guys! Yes, I'm seeing it too. They are trying to draw technicals from the starters. Just take it and don't fall to their bait!"

It continued to  the last minute of the game, with thirty seconds left. Coach called his last timeout with us down by one. 

"We got one shot for the upset. Get the ball to masse and let him take the shot. Screen if you need to!" 

Masse had the ball and was dribbling down the court while looking at the clock as it counted down. By the time he was on the Cloudsdale side he only ten seconds left. In the nervousness and the anticipation two of Cloudsdales, defenders charged him, hoping that our point guard would make a mistake. masee passed it to me, and while the two defenders were trying to rush to masse who was at the three point line I launched the ball back to him and over the head of my defender. massee took the shot with five seconds left

It was nothing but net. 

The crowd erupted, many were on their feet and close to the first row, ready to storm the court in case we won. We ran back to our side of the court, ready for our last stand. The star player, someone who was good enough to go pro out of high school, decided to do it all by himself. As soon as he reached the three-point line, he made the shot. Masse knew that he couldn't tip the ball, so he had his hand in front of the player’s face so he couldn't see the ball. The ball was still in the air when they both landed, and both turned around to see the ball hit the rim in front of them and bounce off. 





The sound of the buzzer was loud, but it could barely be heard with the roar of the crowd. Everyone on the field all ran to Mikuki and so did our bench and coaches in a giant dogpile. We found ourselves surrounded by the crowd who stormed the court in celebration. It was hot and sticky inside the celebration, but it was a rush. In the celebration, I saw the coach of Cloudsdale with a wry smile as she shook the hand of our coach, and muttered something to him. Some "good game" or something like that. 

"Hey!" Sunset hollered. "Congrats!"

"Thanks!"

"Where's the after party?"

"We were thinking the park! iIt still has a few more hours until they turn off the lights!"

"Alright! Let me know and I'll bring the booze." She said as she merged back in the crowd.

"We did it anon! We did it!" Rainbow Dash said as she jumped on me, I was still holding her when the rest of the girls arrived, joining in the pandemonium. Right behind them was our coach with Majorette. She was following the game ball, looking for someone's dick to ride that night. 

"Where’s Masse?" Coach said. "He has a ball to collect!"
> Opener Pt. 3
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"I listened to the game on the radio. I nearly creamed every time I heard your name," Summer said on the FaceTime. She was lying in bed, in her transparent nightgown. She would point her phone down once in awhile, showing me her tits and pussy that were thinly covered by her nightgown.

"Would have loved to see that," I said. 

"I bet you do, you pervert. I bet you would like this," as she pointed the camera down again, this time lifting her nightgown to reveal all of her body.

"Nice."

As she pointed the camera back to her face, some random girls joined me.

"Oh, who is she? Is she lez?" 

"I've eaten more pussy than then the fingers on your hand," Summer replied

The girls laughed and asked me to come back to the party.

"In a minute." 

Summer had a grin when they left the bleachers, "I can smell the booze on their breath all the way from here."

"Yeah, someone brought a shitload of mini bottles so we are downing those," I said. I reached for the one I was given and showed it to her.

"Spiced rum, nice."

"Yeah. Anyway, I got to join the party."

"Alright, a couple more things. Did you wear it?" 

"Yes,” I said as I showed her necklace, still around my neck. "I have worn it every single day."

"Damn right. You have to if you want this pussy. One last thing: Can I see?"

"Sure," I said. I stood on the bleachers and flipped the camera around and showed her the party. Around a few hundred students were at the park's basketball court. It was festive to say the least. 

"Well you go have fun. Love ya."

"Same," I said as I hung up. I felt a hand pant itself on my back.

"That's soo cute," Sunset teased.

"Oh quiet."

"And here I was about to tell you to get back to the party."

"How considerate."

"Anyway, I’ll see you later. I'm heading into the next town to heckle Flash and his band," she said as she gave me one last hug. "This weekend I’ll give you a congratulations present."

I guess she wasn't the only one wanting to give us a reward for one hell of a show.

"There you are darling!" Rarity said. Behind her was my crew and Dash. 

"Yo, Anon! Already tired from all that partying?" Massee asked.

"Not really, just had to take a call."

"Good because neither am I. But this little lady here is tired to so I'm going to walk her home," he said as he wrapped his hands around the drum major. She looked cheerful, maybe because she was going to live every schoolgirls’ dream of getting dicked by a striped man. 

"Alright, you have fun," I said. 

“I-I kinda need to walk home too. All those drinks are making me tired." Rarity said. I knew she was lying.

"Y-yeah, me too. I guess alcohol and working out doesn’t mix," Rainbow said. 

"Hey Rainbow, mind if I sleep over for tonight?" Rarity asked

"Sure"

They left the party soon after that. It had to be the worst acting I had ever seen. It seemed they wanted to leave quickly. I stayed at the party with my friends, got to talk to some of the girls at the school, and even saw Luna and Celestia watching everything across the street. I picked up a four-pack of the vodka mini bottles and went to their car.

"Merry Hearth’s Warming." I said

"Thanks, Anonomous. You are not so bad," Celestia said as she accepted. Luna give me an approving nod. 

It was about an hour in when I got the text from Rarity.

It was a picture in Rainbow’s messy bathroom. They were standing in the mirror with their pants and underwear down to their lower thighs, and their shirts and bras up. Both were shaven and Rarity's thighs had some of her thick fluids already coating them.

"Rainbow’s house. Now."

That’s my cue to exit.

I said my goodbyes and went straight to Rainbow's house. She lived really close to the park, to the point where I saw a bit of the party going on in the distance, people were leaving and winding down because tomorrow was Wednesday. It was understandable if people left around that time to get some shuteye. 

When I arrived, I was greeted by Rainbow Dash on the side of her one-story house.

"Anon, over here!" she whispered. I went over to see her in a new pair of shorts and a training bra. She disappeared behind the house and I followed. The way into her room was through a step ladder. Rarity was waiting for us inside. She seemed well, considering Rainbow’s room was a complete mess.

"Anon! You did great tonight!"

"Thanks! Dash, where are your parents?"

"Asleep. I've played music at 2AM and they can never hear it." 

"Great, what music are we listening to?"

"Only the best kind," Rarity said as she shoved me onto the bed. "Now, time for the show."

She grabbed Rainbow, the girl she had been friends since they were little, and gave her a deep kiss. Rarity looked like she was willing to fuck anything that walked, and Rainbow was trying not to be grossed out by the fact another girl was kissing her. She kept at it because she knew what the prize was if she kept going. But it was Rainbow who escalated it, taking off Rarity's jean shorts to reveal her lacy red underwear. Rarity did the same, revealing that Dash had gone commando. Her toned ass was a sight to behold. Rarity's hand reached down and began to massage Rainbow's pussy. Rainbow gave small moans while she kissed, and reached into Rarity’s panties to do the same. 

They were fingering each other slowly, trying to warm each other up. Once the juices were flowing, they turned their attention to me. 

"I think it’s time for your prize, Anon." Rarity said as she took off her shirt, her C cups treating me to suck on them. Rainbow did the same with her cute, perky breasts. They hopped on the bed and join me on both sides, my hands around them. My hands were over their shoulders and fondling their breasts. They gave me ear and neck kisses as they both stroked my eager member. 

Rarity reached over to Dash and forced her lips to mine. We started to kiss while Rarity went to work. She reached down and started sucking the head. The sensation of her slippery tongue around my cock made me shove my tongue deeper into Rainbow Dash. Rainbow broke off the kiss and joined her friend. Rarity sucked the head while rainbow licked my shaft when she could, molesting my balls as well. 

"I think we should finish this off," Rarity said. "It's getting late."

She got up and straddled me, her pussy inches from my mouth and her asshole above my nose.

If this bitch farts... 

"Dash, don't you want to sit on him?"

"Oh, right," she said. Rarity lowered her body, pressing her pussy lips against mine. I stuck my tongue out and inserted it into her moist opening. She began to moan as my tongue wiggled inside. I also heard the moans from Dash and the tingling of my dick entering a tight, wet hole. I felt the sensation of my dick moving in and out of that tight hole, and I rubbed my hands around Rarity’s tits as I heard their moans muffled by them kissing. 

I also felt the pressure building up. 

I reached to Dash who was, at that point, bouncing off my dick in rapid motion, the slaps of our skin meeting echoing throughout the room and even defeating the loudness of the girl's moans. I lifted her off, and Rarity knew what was happening next. 

Rarity got off of me and went to Rainbow, and forced her mouth on my dick. 

"Did you cum, Rainbow?"

Rainbow nodded with my dick in her mouth.

"Then you must be courteous and return the favor,” she said as she moved Rainbow’s head up and down the shaft. “A proper lady knows these things."

The sensation of her tongue grinding against my dick was too much and I unloaded into her mouth. Rainbow wanted to spit it out, but Rarity was having nothing of it.

"A proper lady swallows, Dash."

She wanted to gag, but Rainbow Dash collected herself with my cum in her mouth and took one giant gulp.

"Good girl."
> Opener Pt 4
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

I woke up a few hours after that and looked at Rainbow's clock. It was five thirty and I needed to head home to get a fresh pair of clothes. Speaking of Dash, she wasn’t in bed with us, leaving Rarity and I all cuddled up. I left the bed and walked to the bathroom to see Rainbow Dash in front of her sink, her body hovering over it.

"Something the matter?" I asked?

"Yea, just tired. We got to school in a few," she said, eyeing me from top to bottom. I was doing the same, her tight ass and perky tits. I began to get hard again, not fully but enough to catch her eye. 

"Like something you see?" She asked, playfully wiggling her bottom.

"Maybe," I answered, only getting harder.

"Well then, dude. Have at it," she said as she spread her legs farther, holding on to the sink and ready for me to go. 

I walked in front of her, her ass in front of my pelvis. I gave my member a few strokes and I slid inside, her hole a bit dryer than I expected. still I knew at a few thrusts into her would written her up, which it did. He gave off small, sharp moans as I continued, her rainbow-colored hair covering her back. she got wet with each thrust, and I felt her fluids drip down off of my shaft and down to the floor.

"This is better than coffee," rainbow joked  The slapping sound of our skin meeting echoed across her room, waking up a friend of ours. Rarity walked in on us, and immediately knew what she wanted. 

"anon, can you scoot rainbow back a bit? rarity asked.

I couldn't say no to the lady, so I grabbed Rainbows hips as arity sat on the counter.

"Send her in," she commanded

I pushed Rainbow forward, and her moth ended up against Rarity's tight hole. Rainbow began to lick away as rarity pressed rainbows head to her crotch. I was still thrusting into Rainbow, each inch of me in her and each inch of her in rarity was making rainbow melt in pleasure. I felt rainbows leg shake and knew the fun for her was over. 

"I guess it's just us?" I asked rarity as rainbow collapsed on the toilet seat, panting heavily 

Rarity shook her head in sadness "We have to get ready for class anon. sorry."

I took a deep sigh as I left the bathroom to get my things, and finding my clothes I was wearing last night to walk home in. As I did, I felt rarity body press against my back, her small, soft hands caressing my soft rod.

"There, there anon. I can make it up to you later," 

***

it was around twelve to sixteen hours after the win, and the school was still in celebration mode. Rumors went around that Principal Celestia was planning to close the school that day to celebrate, but we all knew better. It was your average lunch, everyone sitting in their own little cliques and circles of friends, the roar of the casual chatter made it difficult to talk to someone without being close. My group was the same, relaxing and talking to each other, especially masses not shutting up about majorette's love of anal. He may have gotten a really cute chick, but I had to smile that I had two of them.

gee, anon. TWO slam pieces?

If the time I was with rainbow sash made me feel spent, the day after the celebration was just draining. I was sore in every part of my body, most importantly my testicles. 

Okay, sex marathon and basketball do not mix

Totes worth it.

Rainbow and Rarity looked spent as well. They were resting on each side of me, my arms around them

"and we got practice too," Rainbow groaned.

"deadlines... deadlines," Rarity moaned as she drew her designs in a sketch pad. 

"Alright, girls. can we agree not to do that during school nights?" I asked

"you couldn't handle a little three way?" sunset shimmer teased as she approached us, a smug grin emanating.

"not when we have classes. how was heckling flash and the bandicoots?" I asked.

"Amazing!" she said in delight. "he is so easy to heckle, it's cute really."

"we could handle the three-way, by the way. just not during a school night." I said.

"well, I guess on a weekend I might have to see how you do it... maybe throw myself in the fun." she said with a wink

"and I'm totally okay with this,"

Everyone looked at rainbow dash. "what? she is hot," Rainbow said in her defense.

"I guess I wouldn't mind another woman in the mix," Rarity said with a wink.

Aw shit, son
> Mutual Agreement
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Spirits were high after our first five games. All were wins, and all of them were increasing our exposure to the rest of the teams, putting them on notice that Canterlot High was not the team from last year. I had a small fantasy in my mind that in the lunch hall of Crystal Prep, they were looking at the newspaper articles about our teams wins with a bit of despair.

In the meantime, there was school and practice to do, which I was heading for. I was the first one in the locker room, which is how I saw Applejack talking to the coach. He seemed intent on her as she was on him.

What are they up to?

I wanted to get closer, but when I tried to, I was grabbed and hurried away by my crew, ready for another day of practice, and one day closer to our next game. It was towards the end of the practice I figured out why they were talking. Turns out, the coach involuntarily signed us up to help the Apple Family with their harvest. In exchange, they would provide team meals before each game and snacks after each practice. 

There was a thought in the back of my mind questioning the legality of it, but I just shrugged my shoulders and went along with it, not wanting to look like a bitch to the whole team. I had scheduled a four way with Rainbow, Rarity, and Sunset that weekend. They were less than pleased at Applejack, but sighed and agreed to help her that day as well.


***


My alarm went off at five in the morning, telling me to get the fuck up, Which I did. I honestly didn't know what was worse: waking up a few hours before I usually do or waking up that early on a weekend. But I was up. After a quick shower and a bagel I was cruising down the pre-dawn on my motorcycle, admiring the deserted town that would be bustling again in a few short hours. I was ten minutes early, but one of the last to arrive... the last one being the coach, and I didn't expect him to show up anyway. 

Applejack, though.

She and her family pulled out all the stops for breakfast. It was all there for us, as much as we wanted. We would need the energy too because I didn't know the buzzsaw that was picking apples. It was a repetitive motion: reach out and grab an apple, put it in a basket, walk down the ladder, grab the basket and drop it in a car, grab another basket, rinse and repeat. As the day wore on, every muscle in my body became sore. Iced coffee was given out to help with the soreness, but it did only so much. The good thing about starting early was finishing early. The apples were picked clean out of every tree. In fact, our one-acre-a-half-hour average with that many people working meant the Apple Family had more apples than what to do with. So, with our job done and the family exceeding their harvest, everyone also brought home a sack of apples. which would obviously be used to make grandma's apple pie... flavored vodka.

I had the sack slung over my shoulder as I walked to my motorcycle. I had no saddlebags for it, even though I had a plan to buy one in the near future, but for now, I planned to carry it between my legs and drive really slowly. Everyone else was headed to their cars and, in the case of a few sad saps, about to start their grueling walk to the town, which was a good mile or two away. 

"Anon!" Applejack called out, trying to stop me. I looked to see she was running, really fast. In fact, she probably would have given me a run for my money in a foot race

"Yeah?" I asked as she stopped next to me. 

"I forgot to mention! Ya grandma's apple moonshine is ready for her." She announced.

"Yeah, sounds like grandma."

"Anyway, you mind giving me a hand with the jars? I can hook up a crate as a side saddle for ya bike, that way you can also carry your sack of apples." She asked.

"Sure," I replied as I got off the motorcycle. I took the sack with me and walked with AJ to a vine covered shed behind the main barn.


***


Sometimes, the added danger of an already risky behavior adds its own element of excitement. For example. The risk of getting caught letting Applejack bounce off my dick by the Apple Family with the added risk of the moonshine blowing up next to us in the moonshine shack. I was sitting on a cheap couch that was inside the cramped shed, my pants and boxers around my ankles and my hands on Applejack’s shapely hips. I was guiding her along as she slid down my shaft until our skin met with an audible slap that was heard in the room, then guide her half way off my dick, and then repeated the process over and over. My eyesight was blurry and my head was spinning because of the moonshine we were sharing from a tin cup next to us. We were both incredibly drunk off the moonshine as we continued to fuck.

"Ah donna knows why y’er two’s fighting, but I'd rathers hangs with ya than Flash, if y’all gets ta fuck," Applejack slurred, going faster and faster with her up and down motion on my rod, a thick lake of cream forming on the base of it. 

"Just like that?" I asked. I didn't have to pursue her, in fact, she was the one who suggested we “test” the sample. The testing turned into her getting on her knees to suck me off. Still, seeing her pull those daisy dukes off before we started to fuck was sexy as hell. 

Applejack stopped with her motion. She reached over to the table to grab the metal cup and began to guzzle it down. 

"Here!" She said as she reached her arm back to present me with the half empty cup. I took a drink myself as she continued to bounce off my cock.

"Anyway, sugarcube. Ah’ve been a nymphomaniac for the longest time now, but Big Brother scares everyone away. Even flash won't touch me. I don't even know why I 'ang out with him." She said as she continued to slide her pussy up and down on me. 

"Just hang out with me and you can get all the sex you want," I suggested, watching as my dick disappeared in her ample bottom. 

"Ah might just do that!" She said. 

It was then the full effect of the fresh moonshine came to effect. I began to get light headed and passed out. My last memory before passing out was Applejack’s sweaty back and ass relentlessly thrusting itself down on my hips, my dick spearing her pussy in the process. 
> The Houseparty Pt 1
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

The midterms were over. Our breakout basketball season was still charging on, and Hearths Warming was around the corner. All of that meant one thing.

It was time to fucking party!

First, we needed a place, which would be someone's house, while the parents were away, that was the answer. He was one of those nerdy juniors trying hard to fit in, and already had girls lined up to bang him for hosting... The girls in this town were quite generous as I learned in my first half-semester here.

Then there was the booze, which we all pitched for and someone's older brother got it in a literal truckload from the city.

Food came catered by one of the basketball player's cousin, who worked for a chicken place and got us a discount.

Vinyl Scratch agreed to play some tunes in exchange for a thirty-pack of beer and a bag of potato chips.

Myself, my crew, Rarity, Dash, and Applejack came early to move the valuables in the parents room and to place plastic mats on the carpet. It took a while because of the heavy cabinets, which we decided to tape around the edges with duct tape and hope there was no spill that night.

The only time we got any rest was a quick dinner that was brought to us. Then came the finishing touches, which were the decorations. By the time the party was ready, our extended network of friends arrived, getting into the house before the rush of students came and packed the place. 

As soon as the party officially started, people were piling in through the front and making themselves comfortable... or drunk, depending on what they wanted. Some of the ones with fake IDs, or had their connections, came to the party holding their own alcohol to share with everyone. I had to say, a majority of the school came out in it's peak; even those teachers that everyone knew was fishing for their student's pussy. It was stuffy, loud, and crowded, but it was a party nonetheless. 

I realized the party went downhill when Sunset came from behind and put a hand on my shoulder. Shehad her mouth close to my ear.

"You know who and his crew want in on the party! They’re outside!" She hollered over the music and mingling. She grabbed me by the hand and led me away, only for my crew to follow as well. We didn't expect them to show up at all, much less come as if they wanted to party. We arrived at the foyer. Flash Sentry and friends were outside, waiting to get in. We were blocking the door. Our doorman was looking at me, waiting for me to decide to let them in. 

A quick look at my crew and I realized they had their eyes fixed on Flash’s guys. I turned to see what they were looking at, and all of his men had a different brands of bottled alcohol in their hands. 

When it comes to parties, if you brought something to share, you basically were guaranteed access. So, I stepped aside and let them through, but not before instructing them where to drop off their tribute.

"Anon, this ain't gonna end well," Masse warned me.

"I know, but I can't just deny them. You know the code," I answered.

As the night went on, I did my best to avoid them. It was inconvenient, sure, but it was also something that had to be done to prevent unnecessary drama. Still, it didn't stop me from having a fun time. I was drinking, I was flirting, and I was already ready to bring my girls back to my place for the night.

But there was the party. The sex could wait. 

Towards midnight, the living room was the dance floor. Sunset and her friends were on it, dancing the night away. Well, I couldn't help myself but join in the dance circle. Too bad Flash also decided to join in at the same time. We bumped into each other, locked eyes, and our blood boiled. The girls stepped out of the way as the crowd surrounded us. Our crews came up and stood behind us.

"The fuck you think you're doing dancing with my girls?" Flash demanded. 

"The fuck you think you're doing thinking you own them?" I replied. 

"Flash, Anon... Now is not the time." Rarity chimed in.

"Hard to understand you with Anon's dick in your mouth, whore." Norman snapped from his group.

There were gasps, and I was really close to charging Norman, but I knew it would not end well.

"Tell your punk-ass friend to say that to Rarity's face." 

"He doesn't have to when he doesn't want to," Flash replied.

"Shows how much of bitches you guys are." 

My men were ready to fight, Flash's as well. I heard my men whispering to each other who they had dibs on. 

The crowd was eerily silent, waiting for the fight. Sunset was busy shepherding the girls away so they wouldn't get caught in the chaos that was sure to come. It seemed that the fight we had been itching for was about to happen. We didn't care that it would ruin the mid-year party. We wanted to settle this and get it over with.

The problem was that there were some adults who wanted to end the fun.

You know, the ones with a uniform, a badge, and guns that can kill an unarmed youth like it’s nobody's business. Those kind of adults.

We heard the faint sirens and the helicopter. It stopped the fight and the party.

"SHIT! IT’S THE PIGS!" I shouted out. 
> The Houseparty pt 2
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

The party turned into chaos pretty quickly. People were running around, bumping into each other, trying to get out of there. When it comes to getting out of police raids: the front door was always death due to the fact everyone were trying to get out that way, and the cops use the front door as their way in. There is always a second way out when it came to houses, and my way out was the kitchen door. In emergencies, even your biggest enemy becomes your best friend for the sake of survival, as I found out when attempting to get out the back door. As I ran out, I collided with Flash, knocking both of us to the hard concrete. 

"Get up!" I commanded, grabbing his hand and pulling him back to his feet. We ran across the backyard and to the brick fence, using the trash can that was placed against the wall. We used it to hop over the wall and into the alleyway. We saw the sirens in the background and the police helicopter overhead, its spotlight flashing down at the house itself. We kept running until we ended up far enough that we felt safe. We sat on the curb and began to catch our breath, and began to laugh.

"Oh man! Running and alcohol do not mix, I can tell you that right now!" Flash said with a laugh.

"Right?!"

"I thought we were goners after we crashed. holy shit I can't believe we got away!"  

We helped each other up, trying to get air back in our lungs. Even with my conditioning I never ran that fast for that long. Hell, I was impressed Flash could even catch up. 

"Man, it's a shame we have to go back being 'enemies'," I said.

"Right? all over a bunch of cute girls," Flash replied.

When he said the g-word, our eyes widened, our mouths dropped. We knew we were in deep shit.

We had left the girls behind.

"Fuck! We left them behind!" I bellowed

"Shit, we did! Shit! Shit! Shit!"

"Alright, calm down Flash... we need to think of a plan."

"Yea, have any good ones?" 

I began to think, it didn't take long before I realized I had a plan, and a private photo to entice the resource.

"Alright, let's go figure out if they didn't leave... they must of ran-"

It was then I received a text from Sunset Shimmer.

"We couldn't get out in time, cops have us. Think of something quick or you and Flash are getting castrated tonight."

"Nope, they were captured. Let me make a phone call."


***


We arrived back at the house just as the cops were getting the girl's and the host's information. We casually walked in, the cops had widened eyes and 'uh oh's'.

That was because my grandfather was with us. 

The lashing they got was vicious and painful. The old, senile man was bossing the grown men around as if they were boy scouts. My grandfather had been living in this town for a long time, watch the members of the police force grow up and still remembered of the countless times he busted them for breaking the law as kids, and he wasn't afraid to bring it up. Especially with the current chief's reefer party that he broke up many years ago when he was in high school. 

At the end, the chief radioed the helicopter and it took off back to base, while the police force walked back to their cars and drove off with sirens to save face with the neighborhood to think they actually shut down the party and did its job.

"You girls need a lift?" Grandpa asked. 


***


Flash and I gave each other a nod before he drove off with his crew, back to his house for the afterparty. Sunset gave me a big hug before she left "Thanks for sticking your neck out for us," 

"You sure you don't want us to take you home?" I asked.

"I'll manage ," She said with a smile before she started her walk home. 

And with that, we started our route to dropping all the girls off, ending with Twilight. She gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek goodbye. 

"Well, grandpa," I said, exhausted and ready to go home.

"Not so fast, sonny," he replied.

"Yea?"

"I'm hungry, let's get some burgers!" 

"I'm game," I said with a smile.

"Before we do: remember your end of the deal," He said sternly.

"Right here?"

"Yea!" 

I took a sigh. I fished into my pocket for my phone and pulled it out. One or two swipes later I found what I was looking for. I handed my phone to him and his eyes widened, he readjusted his glasses. He was looking at a nude photo Rarity sent me. She used her giant mirror in her room for it. I loved that pic, and I guess it was currency to share it, in a weird way.

"Sweet mercy! Girls these days! What a knockout!" He said as he handed me my phone back.

"You think so?" I asked.

"She is the hottest in your group of friends!" He said as we drove off. 
> Rivalry
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

When the basketball season began, one sentence was repeated to us every day: "It doesn't matter what you do, as long as you beat Crystal Prep". It was ingrained to everyone who had or will ever pick up a ball, a bat, anything in the name of Canterlot High. That was the expectation, to bring them down. Countless times Canterlot as faced Crystal Prep, and every time it has always been a loss. Football, Hockey, Golf, Basketball , Debate, Dick Sucking, every time Crystal Prep had always come out on top. 

But, Canterlot High never had us.

Usually, there wouldn't be any hype or anything special with the Crystal Prep game: show up, take your licking, and continue with the rest of the season and hope you don't see them in the playoffs if you go. That time, things were going to be different. That's what we told ourselves, that's what we told each other, that's what we told our classmates. We had become nearly unstoppable. The only team in our league that was in our way from the league title was Crystal Prep. 

It was after school, our duffel bags with our gear were ready, and we left our lockers to what we thought would be a small van of just us and maybe the cheerleaders to Crystal Prep, a skeleton crew of support. But, this time, Celestia and Luna double downed on the belief that we would win, which was why there were four yellow school buses waiting for us in the front. The entire school were getting in lines, preparing to get on the buses.

When we walked through the front doors, we were met with cheers of our classmates, and the band performing our fight song. We felt our spirits soar and if we were not hyped to take on Crystal Prep, that display would have done it. We drove off as soon as all four buses were ready and took the twenty-minute bus ride into the city. 

We had arrived when their classes had ended for the day, so most if not all of the student body watched us pull up. It smelled horrible, because of all the shit they had up their asses. it reeked of self-importance and prestige. I guess it was time to knock them down a few pegs. When the bus stopped for good in front of them. That's when we started. 

Everyone in our bus began to rock back and forth in unison, we also began to shout. Everyone behind us saw what we were doing, and followed suit. The four bus convoy, in front of our rivals, were a complete madhouse. We were loud, the buses were rocking back and forth, and our marching band was playin our fight song while inside the bus. Looking at the basketball team who were hanging in the front, I could see that they were in uncharted territory, dealing with a team that was not intimidated. 

We grabbed our duffel bags and lead the crowd inside the school. The marching band was right behind us, blasting their music as loud as they can. Our classmates were trying to drown out the band by their "CHS!" chants. Sadly, we had to part at the gym. Inside, the boys Junior Varsity team were getting hammered by their team. I found out later that the band and crowd gave them the motivation to rally. It turned from a forty point deficit at halftime to a five-point loss. 

We changed in the girl's locker room but took our time while at the same time were causing a ruckus. We were loud, we were banging on the lockers, making noise. Their locker room was next to ours, and we wanted them to hear us. That was the thing about Crystal Prep: their reputation at home scared everyone. We intended to show they were still human, even at home.

When both teams ran out to the court at the same time hours later,  we were met with a thunderous applause. The gym was at full capacity, and the gym was electrified.

Even the radio play-by-play were taking it all in."Canterlot High has been what the kids these days call "lit, fam". They have a fast pace offense, a physical defense, and have the confidence to not be intimidated taking on crystal preparatory at their home. I'll tell you now that this is one of the most anticipated home games for the Shadow Bolts in years."

From the tipoff to the final minute of the game, it was a complete bloodbath. It was physical, it was back and forth when it came to lead changes, and it was dirty. We were down by two points with ten seconds left when the coach called the timeout. He motioned to the bench and the coaches to join us in our huddle.

Both crowds were electric, roaring to show their support to whoever they went for. 

"Alright, we have enough time for a vote. So, should we go for the tie or go for broke. Raise your hand if you want to go for the tie to take it to overtime." 

I didn't raise my hand, Neither did Masse, nor Rainbow dash. 

In fact, no one did.

"Alright then," Coach beamed. "Here is the plan..."

Our crowd silenced when Mouth passed the ball to me on our end of the court, while the Shadowbolt's side were hollering at the top of their lungs.

I raced down the court with the seconds ticking down. Everyone was struggling with their defender trying to get open. Rainbow Dash managed to get a few steps away from her opponent. I passed to her, and then, in turn, she passed it to Talala. It was when that happened that Masse's defender slipped and fell, leaving him open with only two seconds left. Talalah passed it to him.

The gym was silent when Masse, our star player, had the ball. He was past the three point line and with enough time to carefully look at the basket and make his shot. The ball sailed through the air and was on its way to the basket.

My heart was racing, my head was getting light. I knew it since it left Masse's hand: it was going in.

The joy turned to horror when the ball bounced off the rim and chose to roll away from the basket instead of in. 

Crystal Prep’s fans and students erupted in celebration. the Team’s bench ran out and dogpiled underneath the basket where the ball missed. my stomach began to churn, and I had my hands locked at the back of my hand in exhaustion and disbelief. Masse was squatting where he made the shot, his jersey over his head in shame.

Our walk to the locker room was quiet. We quickly and quietly changed into our street clothes, even with Talalah and Dash in the same room. We were too exhaust and disappointed to even care.


***


"Hey masse," I asked as we took the bus back the school. He was silent the entire time, his smile and optimism: gone.

"Yea?" 

"you going to be okay?" I asked.

"I guess. But still: I fucked up."

"Well, we gave them hell, right?"

He smiled, "Well, I guess so. still, would of been better to shock the world." 

From the back of the bus came Majorette, who was with the band members in the back. With the light I got from the passing streetlights, she sat on his lap and held on to him. He wrapped his hands around her and were still. He was looking out to the city while she was caressing his hair. 

Considering she will still let him hit that tonight: yea, I guess he will be okay. 
> The Party Planner 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ah, home economics, where you are trained to either be a housewife or not to be a complete worthless slob who relies on fast food to live if you are a guy. Still, I liked this class since I got to eat what I made, which kept me awake throughout the day. Plus, the cute girls as well. 

If only there was a microbrew or a winemaking class at Canterlot High,  I would be in business.

If basketball, family, friends, high school drama relating to girls to fuck wasn't enough on my plate, I decided to add more. Next week was my grandparents anniversary. They were always was so boring! It was a family dinner, a cake, some resaying of their vows,  and that was it. I wanted it to be different this year, seeing how they were getting older and we all didn't know how long the had left, either being one year or fifteen more years. Good news if there was anyone in this school that can help me give them something to remember for what little time they had left, it was Pinkie Pie. 

Luckily, we were partners for this class. Even luckier, it was a cake making day, and she was always the class favorite to partner up for it. 

We were efficient. She was the brains, I was the muscle. I didn't mind that she was going to make it super pink with hearts all over the place, as long as I got a nice, fat, slice of it when it was ready. 

"We make a great team!" Pinkie said as we did a high five when that son of a bitch was in the oven. There was nothing to do now but to wait for it to be done and cooled before we got to decorate it. Pinkie had all the decorating stuff out and ready when I was mixing everything, so we had about half of the class to relax . 

"Hey, Pinkie?" I spoke up in the last few minutes before the cake was done. It was pink as well, again, not gonna complain.

"Yea, Nonny?" she asked. Nonny was not a favorite nickname for me, but then I don't think she would call me daddy instead.

"How would you like to plan a party with me?" I nervously asked.

"I don't think I can plan your parties, I don't think I can get my hands on alcohol, coke, and condoms," Pinkie snorted. 

"No, no" I chuckled. "It's my grandparents. It's their anniversary next week. They're usually small and boring, and I thought we can liven it up!"

Pinkie squealed with joy, she seemed okay with the idea, but one thing.

"I've never done an anniversary party before?"

"It's like a birthday."

"Oh.. okay! how can we plan?!"

"Meet me after school. We can plan at my place?"

"Sure!" 

We exchanged numbers and finished the class decorating and eating our cake. 

***

It always happened: I bring a girl over, and my grandfather basically fucks her with his eyes and says a dirty joke. Luckily, Pinkie laughed it off like she always does, and was oblivious to the joke to boot.

"He is such a nice guy!" 

"Yea, yea he is," I said as I closed the door after she walked in. She sat on the floor cross-legged as I sat on my office chair. she took out a pink notepad and baby blue pen.

"So, we need to get the following!" 

It took us hours, but we went through everything that I needed. Balloons, decorations, food. We went through everything a party needed and decided what we were getting, all paid for by me of course. But, being with Pinkie meant using her rewards cards for all the different places to get those party supplies, so I get a discount and it went for her rewards points, a win-win. 

During the 'meeting' I also noticed I was winning in another way. She was crossed legged, in front of me, wich allowed me to see up her skirt. She had no panties, so her moist pink pussy was staring at me the whole time. 

Oh man!

I was determined to get this done without any distractions or complications that would make her quit, so no moves... not yet anyway. We spent that Friday after school together, getting everything we needed. Party supply warehouse, an actual warehouse mind you, the caters, and then back to her house and the bakery downstairs  to place the cake and cookies order. 

As she said before, we made a pretty good team. Or she and my wallet did.

That teamwork was on display when the party came. I invited my friends, grandpa's drinking and war buddies, grandma's sewing circle, my family came over, my squad came over with the ribs. It was a large party, over fifty people celebrating the long marriage of my two dysfunctional, but loving grandparents. Sadly, Summer couldn't make it, being out of state for a student conference. But, she did phone in and congratulated the two.

The night ended, everyone said their goodbyes, and my grandparents left to sleep, which at the end it was Pinkie and me to clean up. She knew how to throw a party, she also knew how to clean up. usually, it would take an hour to clean up a fifty person party, we took half that time. 

She was nothing but efficient. 

"So, now what?" she said, looking at her watch and realizing she had time to kill. Honestly, the family she was staying with, the cakes, would let her stay over at her friend's house, seeing how she was a tenant and not actually family, so they gave her a lot of freedom.

"Well. I don't know.... I see that one of grandpa's friends gave him applejack as a gift, he hates that stuff," I said as I picked up the bottle.

"Applejack is a drink?"

"Yep, pure apple whiskey, made by apples, not whiskey and flavoring... wanna head to my room and share?"

Pinkie shrugged her shoulders. "Sure, I guess. I've never tried it before."

"Neither have i," I said as we walked inside the house from the porch, picking up two clean plastic cups from the table.
> After Party 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

We walked in my room and we both sat on the bed with our backs to the wall. I turned on the tv to a random channel and sat silent for what felt like forever. 

"Soooooo," Pinkie started. "Applejack?"

"Oh right!" I said, looking at the unopened bottle next to me.Took the top off and gave it a good whiff, which brought water to my eyes.

Yep, homemade.

I give it a sip, and that thing burned. I felt it burn from my throat to my stomach before handing it off to Pinkie, who took a mouthful. We kept at it for a while, looking at the television and zoning out, 

"Wasn't that a fun party?" I asked.

"Yea never got to do an anniversary party before! So much fun! And the planning!"

I was reminded of that, and somehow my filter failed me.

"Like the part where you sat on the floor and I got to see your pussy!"

Oh you retard

"You know, nonny: I meant to do that,"

"Wait what?" 

She started by grabbing my hand and moving it under her shirt, letting me grab her breasts, which were covered by her soft bra. We started to kiss, and her hand started to massage my dick over my pants. There was my other hand, which she noticed

"Go ahead, I won't tell," she whispered with a wink. 

I did, my hand reached under her skirt and over her pussy, which was covered by her, which I assumed a pink pair of panties. I parted them to the side and went to work fingering her tight, wet hole. She stopped me, and slid back to the bed, taking off her clothes, her body illuminating from the tv light. I took off my clothes as well as I stood at the foot of my bed. She was laying on my bed, naked, wet, and ready for me. 

I crawled on the bed , my throbbing manhood ready for action. I lifted her legs up and closed them, which would make things a bit tighter. 

"Don't keep me waiting," Pinkie whispered. 

"Sorry!" 

I pressed my eager head against her opening, feeling it's wet, slippery whamph. I started to push in slowly, because of how tight she was. She started to moan once I was all the way in. 

I started out slow, stopping when the base of my shaft was pressed against her. She kept staring at me, biting her lip and grabbing my bed sheets. I began to go faster, each thrust made Pinkie squeal with joy. I reached forward and groped one of her breasts as I kept up my motions. 

"Nonny?"

"Yea?"

"Doggy, please,"

I didn't answer and pulled out. She got up and got on all fours, our moans and grunts muffled by the television. I gripped her hips and walked on my knees to her bottom.

I went inside, gripped her hips even harder, and began to thrust again, faster than the last position. Grom Pinkie's squeals and moans she was enjoying the change of pace. 

As I thrust inside, she was moving her body back, the loud slapping noise of our bodies meeting filled the room, each one driving Pinkie to ecstasy. 

"Keep going, nonny!" she pleaded, each movement of my member inside of her driving her to insanity. I let go of her hips and used her shoulder instead, allowing me for deeper thrusts inside of her, which made her cry out in pleasure even harder. A few minutes into it and I felt a small amount of warm liquid flowing past my shaft and dripping on my bed.  

"I forgot to tell you, I'm a squirter!" Pinkie giggled. 

"Nice!" I said

She moved me off of her and held my hand to guide me off her bed. 

"Ever faced fucked someone?" Pinkie asked.

"No,"

"I always wanted to be face fucked.," she said as she got on her knees. 

"If that's what you want," I answered.

She gave my wet, erect member a lick, and swallowed it up to the base. It wasn't as tight as a pussy, but it was wetter and warmer, and her tongue sliding past my shaft was near orgasm. I looked down to see that my precum and her white cream was already sucked from the base of my dick. She cleared her throat, waiting for me to actually do the face fucking I had both hands on the back of her head and started to move my hips back and forth slowly, hoping to not make her gag. I head the squishy sound of Pinkie fingering herself as I continued. I went faster, which made Pinkie giggled a bit louder, her tongue wrapped flailed around inside, brushing up against my tip and sped up the pressure I was feeling. 

I knew I was about to bust. I gripped her head harder and thrust has fast as I could, to keep the feeling of my tip rubbing against the back of her throat. With a loud groan I came on the back of her throat, which made Pinkie let out a muffled, but competitive sigh. She wiped her lips and got up. 

"That was so much fun!" she hollered as she grabbed my hand again and lead me back to the bed

Good thing my grandparents are heavy sleepers. We both went under the covers and spooned, with me as the big spoon as soon as we were set, I wrapped my hands around her and went for a kiss on the check.

She was asleep and snoring already. 

"H-how the hell...."


***


"Well, well. You got the party girl to party! Congrats!" 

It was dawn when I was awoken by Sunset Shimmer. I still had to figure out how she always manages to get in my room. Pinkie was asleep in my arms, and the sunlight was already in my room. 

"How the hell did you keep getting in here!" 

Pinkie woke up, blinked, and spoke "Heya Sunset! You were right about him!"

"Right about what?" I asked

"Well, Sunset told all the girls at school how you were in bed! She was right! Amazing!"

Oh, fuck.
> The Bird pt 1 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

We had a rare day off of Saturday practice, seeing how we were only one game behind in the playoff race behind crystal prep, our last second loss being the only blemish in our league record. Unfortunately, everyone else had things to do so it was just Masse and me at his place, spending the day playing video games and shooting the shit.

I liked Masse, but when you have a squad, it's the whole squad or it would be awkward. Still, it was better than sitting around and watching television while dealing with my drunk grandparents. It was going well, except when Masse's mother came storming into the room.

"Mammase! Didn't I tell you to get that dog fixed?!" She yelled. 

"Ill do's it later!" he replied.

"how about I beat your ass until you do it!" she snapped back.

"Alright, Alright!" he moaned as he paused the game. 

"what do you need to do?" I asked.

"I got's to get Killa here neutered." he replied.

"What?! what the hell happened?!"

"he's gone and fucked the bitch next door. Now they wanna charge us for it like if they cant sells them puppies."

"That sucks."

"I think is bullshit, but I got to do it," he said as he got the metal studded leaser.

We went to the backyard to see Killa play in the snow, a rottweiler. from afar he looked like a Killa, but his short tail was wagging and he was as happy as a schoolboy whenever he saw his master. 

"Alright's lets go for a walk!" 

He hooked up Killer on a leash and we left Masse's house. It was a snow day, with it going all the way up to our ankles. The sidewalks and streets were shoveled and salted, so That was good news.

The center of the town continued their daily business with no problems, just with a few more layers of clothing on. Our destination was the animal shelter at the far end of the main street.

It was a square building, connected to the row of businesses. It was brightly colored and had posters all over the window. 

"I'm sorry, boy," Masse said as we walked in. The place was surprisingly clean, other than the big ass and in my opinion unnecessary gerbil house in one of the corners. 

The only person there was a girl we knew at school: Fluttershy. Rather shy to new people, and always was with her friends. She made an exception when it came to people and their animals. 

"Hello! What brings you here today?!" She said as she started shuffling papers, getting ready for what we would probably need.

"Neutering," Masse said with a sigh.

Her warm smile never left as she clipped a form on a clipboard.

"Just need your information. We have someone in the office that can perform it today!"

"T-thanks," Masse said as he took the form, trying not to cry. He walked over to the chairs next to the giant gerbil habitat. Killa was staring intently on the little gerbils, his mouth salivating. I was still at the counter watching Masse nearly break down.

Damn man, keep it together.

"Does neutering get that emotional?" I asked Fluttershy.

"Yes, but I'd rather see a nurturing than euthanizing puppies," she sighed.

Damn, that got dark.... umm....

"I don't think we met formally," I said.

"No, but I do know about you and Flash."

"Yea, its ugly but I'm sure we can settle this soon,"

"non-violently?" 

"I hope so," I answered. 

"Good!" 

We heard Masse hysterically wail as the vet had Killer on the leash and was about to carry the poor dog away.

"I guess I have to cheer him up or something," I muttered.

"Aww, that's so nice of you." she said.

"I suppose. Talk again some other time?" 

"Certainly!" 


***


It turned out that feeding Masse wasn't enough to get him over what he just did. 

"I sent my zigga off to get his balls chopped off!" 

"It's not so bad" I reassured him.

"Man! only bitches do that to their dogs!"

"Your mom forced you too!" 

"Shit! if anyone needs to get their nuts chopped off, it's you! you gonna get knocked up eventually!" he joked

"Says the guy with Majorette," I shot back

"Yea, she a freak. but it's all booty! No rubber needed. Unlike you with that cat lady!" 

"Fluttershy? She is not a cat lady... I think." 

"I means, is she a cat lady like ereyone says?" he asked. 

"I don't think so, but you know what they say about girls with pet rabbits"

"What?"

"Hell if I know, but there has to be something," I said, not knowing where I was going with it.

We both laughed as the waitress brought us our change. 

As we walked out of the place, I yellow blob caught my eye near the gutter.

It was moving as well.

I got closer to it and saw its eyes, its feet... its beak. 

Right above it, a bird's nest with chirping hatchlings. 

I raced back inside and told them what I saw, and asked for some of the plastic gloves that the chiefs wore. After the waitress went back to the kitchen and brought me some, I raced back out and carefully scooped the bird up, chirping in panic. 

"Let's head back to the vet,"

"Aight. but I'm not going in there, I don'ts want to see my dog get his nuts chopped off."