Those Awkward Mornings

by TittySparkles

First published

While waking up from bed, Dusk Shine hears his sister enter the family shower. She starts moaning and he can't control his need to jerk it.

Most ponies have morning rituals they live by. For Dusk Shine, his morning simply consists of waking up to the sound of his sister’s alarm clock, her taking a shower, grooming herself, and then heading back to her room. Most mornings are like that, most mornings are simple, except for Dusk Shine, it’s not one of those mornings. While he listens to his sister get up and shower, there is a familiar yet dreaded addition. While this is rare, Dusk Shine always hates the next step that follows.

Clopping himself to the sounds of his sister’s lustful moans and feeling nothing but shame for it. Yep, it’s one of those mornings.

edited and preread by The Abyss, SolidFire, and Mikemeiers

contains rule 63 counterparts

Those Awkward moanings

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It was dawn, and throughout the quiet house only the soft snores of those asleep could be heard. For one small colt, though he was asleep, his mind was buzzing with insurmountable amounts of numbers, facts, spells, and incantations all learned from school. Though young Dusk Shine's mind was busily working, nothing would wake him from his slumber.

That was until the sound of his sister's alarm clock started to ring loudly in the next room. Groaning with displeasure as his dream started to dispel and fade into obscurity, Dusk Shine awoke from his slumber. Refusing to open his eyes, considering his teacher's sun would end up blinding him through his window, Dusk Shine pulled the blankets over his head and tried to ignore the intense ringing.

"Urnnn... it's too early for this," Dusk Shine groaned as the ringing seemed to continuously go off without any pause. "Why does she always have to wake up an hour earlier than normal?"

Though Dusk Shine asked the question, he had already knew the answer. He knew girls had to take nearly an hour to groom themselves and make them presentable to the world outside. They had to look sharp, had to look their best in order to impress the world, and in his sister’s case, she had two things to impress: the ever so watchful eyes of the school and the love of her life, Prince Bolero.

Finally the clock stopped ringing and the sound of the bed next door started to creak and groan as if its user had figuratively risen from the dead. With the ringing stopped, Dusk Shine smiled and snuggled his head further into his pillow. Maybe today he would be lucky and he could get that extra hour of sleep he was always stripped of. It was wishful thinking, and everyday it would be the same thing. Sister wake up. Sister head to shower. Sister use blow dryer. Sister sit in her room until everyone else woke up. Rinse and repeat. The sound of Dusk Shine's sister removing herself from her bed and planting her hooves on the floor signaled to him that the cycle was going to repeat itself today... like always.

Ignoring her groans of displeasure, Dusk Shine could only imagine what his sister looked like. No doubt the alabaster mare’s eyes were bloodshot from the long study sessions of the previous night and her pretty mane that he always saw her with was all messy and unkempt, thanks to her rolling around endlessly at night. No doubt she would turn her eyes to her mirror and be horrified by her reflection and in return that would give her that extra amount of energy to head out of her room and shower up.

In fact, that's how it happened, and the sound of hooves against creaking floorboards started to play out before the sound of a door swinging open greeted Dusk Shine's ears. Eyes still closed, he continued to listen. He listened to her trot into the hallway, groaning and cursing at the mere fact it was a Thursday and not a Friday until she finally came to the bathroom. Sighing, Dusk Shine prepared himself for listening to the water run for about thirty minutes, considering that was her average showering time.

The bathroom door closed as she walked in and, after a few seconds of silence, the tap got turned on and water began to spew from the taps. As the sound of rushing water faded into a steady downward stream of rain, Dusk Shine continued to listen as his sister climbed into the shower and he even heard her sigh with content as the warm water beat against her body.

Finally Dusk Shine started to awake more as his sister showered. Still earlier than he wanted, he slowly opened his watery eyes and blinked several times in the hopes that they would quickly get used to the intense rays shining through his window. Yawning and stretching his front hooves, allowing a few sleeping joints to pop awake, Dusk Shine seemingly thought it was going to be another dull and mundane morning. After his body felt stretched and his yawning was over, Dusk Shine turned in his bed and closed his eyes. He would nap a bit until his parents would wake up and then wake him up.

Aaaaahhh.

Dusk Shine`s eyes snapped open and he stared forward. Blinking, he tried to figure out what that odd sound was, before it was followed by another. Though it took him a second, Dusk Shine sighed and buried his face into his pillow.

"Noooo... I don't want to hear her do that today," Dusk Shine whined, knowing his morning was going to get more awkward.

To make matters worse for Dusk Shine, the bathroom was located right beside his room. Even worse was that the head of his bed was positioned towards the bathroom so every time he would be in his room, he could hear who was showering and even heard every little thing they did.

Though only the sound of water continued to play out, Dusk Shine was alert and awaiting - while dreading - the next lustful moan to come out. No doubt his sister was moving her body slightly, doing her best to get comfortable with what little room she had in the shower. No doubt she was sitting on the floor, letting the water beat against her endlessly as her hoof slowly rubbed against her privates below. Be it stress or simple horniness that drove her to rub one off in the shower, Dusk Shine didn't know. The only thing that Dusk Shine knew was he wished he had ear muffs for what was going to end up coming.

Aaahh.

Another moan played out from the bathroom and Dusk Shine groaned as he clenched his legs together and tucked them to his gut. Whining with discontent, he tried his best to ignore the loud and, for some reason, oddly arousing moans coming from his sister's domain. He ignored it the best he could, but knew it would only get worse.

And by worse it meant his penis starting to awaken from its sheathe.

"Nooooo... I hate when this happens," Dusk Shine whined as his legs fidgeted and his penis started to grow. "Ugh, I’d rather sleep in the attic than deal with this now."

Rolling about in hopes his arousal would go away, it only got worse as another moan played out from the bathroom. No doubt his sister had her back to the wall and looking down as she slowly ran her hoof against her needy sex. No doubt thinking of her boyfriend as she did it or maybe even some other nameless stallion that would give her the satisfaction she desired.

As she continued to rub and moan with desire, Dusk Shine whimpered and his face was all twisted up as he tried desperately to ignore his growing erection. He tried rolling on his stomach and smothering the slick flesh between him and his sheets, hoping it would die down. Sadly, it only got worse thanks to the softness of both his coat and the sheets below. He tried arching his lower body up in the same way a female would present themselves to males in order to get rutted. With his growing erection only touching air, Dusk Shine fidgeted his back legs and prayed to the creator that he wouldn't have to touch himself as he heard his sister get herself off.

He hated nothing more than doing so. Getting yourself off to hearing your sibling relieve sexual tension? It wasn't incest, but it was close enough. It felt wrong and dirty to Dusk Shine, and he could only hope for the best.

Aaaahhh!

Dusk Shine groaned with displeasure as his little penis spasmed slightly and no doubt a bit of precum slithered out thanks to his sister increasing volume. Sadly for Dusk Shine, his penis was now fully erect and aching to be touched.

"This is so wrong," he whined as the feeling was too great to ignore and eventually his backside fell to the bed before he rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling.

Switching views from the ceiling to the tent his erection was making under the sheets, Dusk Shine sighed and passed his hooves near his shaft. He still tried to fight the feeling, simply hoping his urge to rub one off would outlast his sister's.

Oh gods!

Nope. That wasn't happening.

Biting his lip and groaning, Dusk Shine had no choice but to give in. Slowly moving his hooves to his shaft, his hips bucked forward slightly as his sensitive flesh felt the cold edges touch. He tried to fight it again, but it only lasted a second before he started to rub himself. Sighing from the touch, Dusk Shine simply stared up with shame as he started to get off to his sister's moans.

While he wished he could be getting off to something else other than his sister’s voice, Dusk Shine kept his mind as blank as he could and didn’t think of anything else. While the idea of picturing himself mounting one of the mares in school was a thought he was fond of, he worried his sexually active mind would instead picture him on his sister’s bed and rutting her instead. Not wanting that image to play in his mind, he stared up and stroked himself.

Occasionally he would feel his erection spasm after a moan from his sister’s end. Each spasm would make his erection feel a bit harder and made his hooves work faster. He usually settled for stroking the flesh above the medial ring, but today Dusk Shine found himself feverishly stroking the whole length with gusto. As wrong as the situation was, Dusk Shine wasn’t going to ignore the sweet sensation of stroking his erection.

Ah ah ah!

His sister’s moans started to grow more erratic as time went on, and there was no doubt she would be nearing her finish. Sadly for Dusk Shine he knew he wouldn’t outlast her. He never did. Gritting his teeth and staring at his erection with one eye, Dusk Shine felt his penis pulsating with the sensation of a climax building up. Though he had a bit of sweat falling over his eyes, Dusk Shine couldn’t stop his hooves or the sensation would diminish. He simply trekked on. Grunting and breathing heavily, he waited for the end to hit him. Finally he came to the point where he had to hold his load in and enjoy that extra few seconds of pleasure. As he worked his hooves as fast as they could go, a slightly louder grunt left his lips and the dam finally broke.

And boy did it ever.

While the first strand of semen shot out and landed high on his chest, the next three spurts landed on his stomach until there was only enough force for the rest to dribble out onto his hooves and shaft. Even as it all dribbled out and his sex drive was decreasing, Dusk Shine could hear his sister still going hard and fast with her own hooves. In a way, he was happy he came first, that way if he ever got the real idea of trying to sex her up, he wouldn’t please her by cumming before she did.

Finally the last bit dribbled out and a sudden wave of fatigue washed over him. Stopping his hooves and letting them fall to the bed below, Dusk Shine breathed heavily as his erection deflated and his head seemed to swell.

“For what it… was worth,” he heaved out as he wiped his cum strained hooves against his sheets. “That… actually felt good.”

After the words left his mouth, Dusk Shine said nothing else and instead continued to listen to his sister work. Finally after a few minutes her own moans died down and Dusk Shine knew she had finished up on her end. Though he listened, only a single thought ran continuously in his mind as he would occasionally stare at his hooves.

“The most gifted unicorn in the prince Solaris’ school and even the personal student to the prince himself...” he spoke out as he gave his hooves one last wipe on the sheets. “Has the focus to do expert level spells yet doesn’t have the restraint to ignore his sister’s moans while she showers. How is this my life?”