> Stealthing
>  by TheCamel
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> You Trust Me, Right?
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"Alright, dude, you made it!"

"Uh, duh! No way I'd miss this party!" Rumble replied.

High-fiving his buddy at the door, the young stallion stepped into the house to take in the party going on in front of him. Almost all of the ponies present he recognized from his school, about half the guys being his hoofball teammates. Just four hours prior they had clinched yet another win of the season, solidifying their place in first for their division as they were the only team to remain undefeated. Though there was little need to ever find a reason to throw a party, a celebration was quickly assembled at one of the frat houses that a few of the players belonged to. 

Rumble headed to the kitchen to grab a beer, high-fiving a few teammates along the way. Though he was only a first-year at the school and one of the youngest players on the team, Rumble had quickly earned respect from his fellow hoofball teammates as one of the top players. Though he had his older brother help hone his skills back in high school, Rumble displayed an advanced knowledge of the game and was definitely directly responsible for a few game wins.

"Yo, kid! Glad you made it." the team's captain Brick said once Rumble entered the kitchen, tossing a cold can to him. "Awesome play you made there. Those Lasso College whimps never knew what hit them!"

Rumble nodded and cracked open the can of Pasture Blue Ribbon. He took a large gulp as the older pony leaned in closer and lowered his voice. "Dude, that mare Gleaming Emerald was asking about you earlier. You should definitely tap that, she's got a hot fucking flank." he said in a hushed tone.

Rumble's contemplated the thought mere seconds before shaking his head no. "Nah, she's not my type. Besides, isn't she banging Streak?"

"They broke up last week. I think he's now doing that girl Clover something. You know, the girl who puked on his shoes last party." Brick replied.

Both stallions laughed at the memory before finishing off their drinks and opening fresh cans. "Well, I'm going to go see what kind of tail is here tonight." Brick said, his eyes already locked on to a mare passing by. "Hey, baby, wait up, where you going?"

With his teammate gone to pursue what would hopefully result in a fun night, Rumble headed back to the backyard to see what else tonight's pickings had to offer. A dozen or so partygoers were huddled around a lit fire pit while a few other ponies were on the patio talking. Most of the mares present were paired off with a stallion trying to flirt with them; some more successful than others. One mare in particular was looking around quite a bit, desperate to find any way to break away from the drunken guy trying to pick her up, and as soon as she saw Rumble a huge look of relief washed over her face.

"Rumble! Hey, Rumble!" Sweetie Belle called out while waving to him.

Rumble returned the wave and headed towards his old friend, much to the annoyance of the inebriated stallion already by her side. "The fuck, dude? We're talking here." he said slightly slurred. 

"Fuck off, Arrow." Rumble shot back, puffing out his chest slightly and clenching his fists. The other stallion faltered quickly and retreated back inside the house, leaving Sweetie and Rumble alone to talk.

"Thank you, Rumble!" Sweetie exclaimed, giving him a quick hug. "I'm so glad you're here, that creep was trying to get his hand under my skirt and take me upstairs with him."

Rumble quickly eyed the outfit Sweetie Belle was wearing. Though some of the other cheerleaders were still wearing their skimpy outfits from the game, Sweetie had changed into a tight pair of mini shorts, tank top, and sandles. Despite the darkness outside Rumble could tell she wasn't wearing a bra underneath her outfit and the cool night air had caused her nipples to poke out ever so slightly. It took all of his willpower to finally tear his eyes away from her body and look back up at her face just as she finished explaining how her friend had ditched her once they arrived at the party to hook up with another guy.

"-but at least you managed to show up just in time. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo would never ditch me like that, though actually we would have probably never come to a party like this." she finished.

Rumble nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I've never seen you at any of the parties here before." he commented. 

Sweetie Belle glanced around at the other partygoers around them before looking back at him. "Do you come to a lot of these?" she asked.

Rumble nodded. "Yeah, usually. It's a good way to bond with my teammates and all." he said simply. He correctly guessed that Sweetie Belle, despite being a cheerleader, was not keen on attending college parties, so he wisely remained silent about the fact that any hoofball player who failed to hook up with a mare at a party was stuck on laundry duty for the next week.

Sweetie Belle simply nodded but remained silent, slightly at a loss of what to say or do next. Thankfully Rumble stepped forward and put a comforting arm around her before guiding her back inside. "Come on, let's go see what's going on in here." he said while offering her a sip of his beer. "I'm sure it'll be more fun than just standing out here all night."





The next few hours passed by in a blur for everypony. There was never a dull moment with the variety of party and drinking games occurring at all times, nor was there a lack of entertainment at the expense of some of the more heavily intoxicated attendees. Sweetie Belle made sure to stick close to Rumble at all times, partly to avoid being hit on by any other drunk stallions but mainly because she found herself actually enjoying her night now that she wasn't in a house full of strangers. Rumble also found himself enjoying his time with his old friend, though being able to stare at her perfectly toned body most of the night was certainly a massive perk. It wasn't until just past 3 AM that the party finally began to slow down, with some ponies managing to stumble back to their rooms while others simply passed out where they were. 

Rumble yawned and stretched his arms above his head before draining the last of the drink in his hand. Though he had consumed almost ten drinks tonight he still felt pretty good. Sitting next to him and leaning her head against his shoulder was a somewhat tipsy Sweetie Belle, a half full bottle still in front of her. Rumble had made sure she had a drink in her hand at all times but she had only managed to down four bottles of beer before reducing her drinking to the occasional sip from her fifth and final drink. She was definitely in better shape than almost all the other partiers still present but her low tolerance was definitely obvious.

"Rumble, dude, you gonna crash here tonight?" Brick called out as he passed by with a heavily intoxicated mare leaning on him. "The blue bedroom is still free if you want that one." 

"Yeah, sure. Thanks." Rumble replied.

Brick raised his hand to drunkenly wave goodnight, forgetting about the almost full cup still in his hand. The contents of the cup splashed violently out of the container and caught Rumble and Sweetie Belle completely by surprise, soaking the pair. 

"Hey! What the-?!" Sweetie exclaimed, but the damage was done. 

Without a single care, Brick continued up to his room, leaving Rumble and Sweetie Belle alone to figure out how to fix the mess they now found themselves in. Sweetie Belle looked down at her drenched top and tried to pull the wet, sticky material away from her chest with poor results. "Crap, this is a new top, too." she moaned. "Is there a bathroom or somewhere I can try to wash this out?"

Rumble nodded and stood up, his eyes rewarded with a quick glimpse down her top as she readjusted her clothes. Though he saw her exposed chest for a fleeting second he tried his best to burn the image into his mind forever. "Um... oh, yeah. Follow me upstairs." he said after a slight pause. 

Taking her hand, Rumble guided the soaked mare to the upstairs bathroom with minimal drunken stumbles. Both young ponies thought nothing of it as Rumble closed the door behind them and locking it. Sweetie immediately grabbed a nearby towel and held it under the sink to wet it, but once she saw in the mirror that the entire front of her top was soaked in alcohol she tossed the dry towel back on the sink. "Celestia damnit, Rarity is gonna flip if she finds out what I did to this." she gripped.

Rumble watched in slow motion as Sweetie Belle grabbed the bottom of her tank top and began lifting it off of herself. The soaked garment put up a fight, clinging to Sweetie's slim body. Sweetie Belle tugged harder in response, twisting her torso slightly to help slide the article of clothing over her head but also treating her one pony audience to her shaking breasts. For her it seemed like an eternity before she finally freed herself from the wet clothing but for Rumble it ended all too soon.

'Fuck... I should have recorded that.' he thought in hindsight. His eyes were locked on to Sweetie Belle's full yet perky tits, her nipples semi-erect and standing out proudly.

Sweetie finally realized what she had done and meekly covered her chest with her hands, her face faintly red as she now stood topless in front of Rumble. "Oops. I uh, I probably should have had you wait outside."

Rumble simply smiled back at her. "It's okay, I don't mind." he replied, gambling on her level of intoxication. "Hey, I think it got on your shorts too. We should wash everything in the sink before the stains set in."

The tipsy mare looked down and saw that a portion of her shorts were indeed wet. Her hands slowly unbuttoned her pants but stopped right before she was about to pull them down. 'Should I wait until I get back home to wash them? But... and it's Rumble, I've known him since we were kids. He wouldn't...'

Rumble couldn't help but grin in satisfaction as Sweetie Belle slid her tight shorts down her legs and off her body, leaving her in a simple pair of pink panties. She emptied the pockets of her pants before placing her soiled clothes in the sink and turning on the tap, gently massaging the clothes under the running water to control the damage as best as she could. Rumble glanced at the items now next to the sink, seeing her dorm key, student ID, and... a condom? 

Rumble was genuinely shocked that she had one with her at the party. He knew she was no virgin, but he never thought she would be one to plan on hooking up with a colt for a one night stand. His thoughts of regret of never making a move on her back in high school were quickly replaced with renewed hope, leading him to take off his own alcohol-soaked shirt and leaving his pants strewn on the bathroom floor. With Sweetie Belle concentrating fully on her clothes, Rumble had no problem approaching her from behind and pressing his chest against her back while his arms trapped her body in between them.

"Hey! What're you doing?" Sweetie exclaimed in surprise. 

"Just washing my own shirt, it got some stuff on it too." he said innocently, his shirt and hands joining hers in under the running water.

Sweetie Belle paused momentarily before resuming her task. Rumble took the opportunity to press his crotch up against her rear, causing her to softly gasp as she felt his hardening bulge slide up against her. Seconds later Rumble moved his arms closer together, causing the insides of his arms to brush up against the sides of Sweetie Belle's exposed breasts. The contact caught Sweetie off guard and caused her body to move involuntarily, resulting in her ass pressing back into Rumble's groin. Rumble took it as a sign that he should continue and threw caution to the wind, deciding now to slowly thrust his hips back and forth to allow his hardened but restrained cock up against the tight little ass in front of him. He no longer bothered to pretend to wash his shirt, and instead wrapped one arm around Sweetie Belle's flat stomach while his other hand teased the bottom of one of her breasts, all while he continued to gently thrust his cock against her flank.

Sweetie Belle had also ceased washing her clothes in the sink as her mind tried to slowly register what was going on to her body. She offered no resistance as the hand teasing her chest slowly moved up to the cleavage between her breasts, though she did give another soft gasp when his hand fully cupped one of her tits and gave it a gentle yet firm squeeze. Like a domino effect, her gasp caused Rumble's cock to finally harden completely and twitch in excitement against her exposed rear, which in turn led her to push back against him in an attempt to rile him up more.

Rumble couldn't believe his good fortune. Not wanting to waste any more time, the horny stallion unwrapped the arm around Sweetie's stomach and yanked down his boxers before tugging Sweetie Belle's panties as well. He kicked his own underwear off to the side haphazardly while widening Sweetie Belle's stance slightly, freeing one leg from her panties completely as they hung limply around her other ankle. With nothing remaining between them, Rumble resumed his dry humping and couldn't help but let out a moan of his own as he felt his cock rubbing up against her bare naked ass. 

Sweetie's hands grasped at the countertop as Rumble continued his slow thrusts. Since she was only moaning in response to his touch and advances, Rumble decided that Sweetie wanted him just as much as he wanted her. Standing up slightly, Rumble moved one hand to Sweetie's waist while the other hand pressed down on the center of her back, causing her to present her glistening pussy to him and easily making her hole available to him. With her body now in place, Rumble quickly rubbed two fingers up against her slit and found that she was more than ready to be fucked. He took a quick pause to take in the sight of the beautiful mare bent over in front of him, her pussy ready to be claimed by his cock, before he grabbed his shaft and rubbed the head up against her cunt.

The sudden touch of Rumble's rock hard cock against her precious pussy caused Sweetie Belle to moan once more, but she also found the ability to speak just in time. "W-wait... gotta use protection." she weakly said.

Rumble felt his heart drop as his eyes quickly glanced over to the condom laying on the counter. He hoped that he had imagined what she had just said and repositioned himself to begin, but to his dismay Sweetie's arm blindly reached for the condom she had brought. 

"Don't. Put this on first." she said again, softly but firmly. There was no way she could risk having unprotected sex, even if it was with a close friend like Rumble. Thankfully her friend had given her one 'just in case' before arriving at the party since she herself fully intended on getting rutted by some stallion. Sweetie had been slightly upset that her friend thought that she too was some loose college floozy, but now she was thankful that she had one to use. 

Rumble wasn't as enthusiastic about the condom being present. College had proven that his brother Thunderlane was right about condoms; sex was exponentially better raw. Sex with a condom was absolute garbage compared to bare flesh against bare flesh, and Rumble didn't want it any other way.

He eyed the flimsy silver square package in Sweetie Belle's hand and began rubbing his fingers against her slit once again. "Come on, we don't need that. It's so much better without it." he whispered while playing with her crotch. 

Rumble smiled as he received another moan in response and her arms went limp. However, when he moved the tip of his cock back up against her pussy Sweetie Belle once again spoke up. "No, please... you can't. Not without it..."

Rumble grimaced in annoyance. "Come on, Sweetie. It'll be okay. Just a little bit. You'll see, you'll love it. Just the tip, I swear. I won't cum inside you, it'll be okay." he said while rubbing his cock up and down her slit.

Sweetie Belle's mind was slowly becoming mush. Everything Rumble was doing felt so good, almost better than any coltfriend she had before. 'But I'm not on birth control. But he's... it's so good. I can't.'

Sweetie clenched her fist as she was torn between what to do, but in the end the winner was clear. "Please, Rumble, you have to use it." she pleaded, holding the wrapped condom out behind her for him.

Seeing that his window of opportunity was not going to last much longer, Rumble reluctantly took the condom out of Sweetie Belle's hands and tore the package open. He sighed in defeat as his finger fished out the slimy rolled up latex and frowned as he rolled the offensive protective sheath onto his cock. The condom fit him perfectly, though that was far from his concerns. Instead he tossed the empty packaging aside onto the floor and resumed his place behind Sweetie Belle's body, ready to finally claim his prize for the night.

Sweetie Belle groped behind herself until her hand made contact with Rumble's condom-covered cock. The tension and anxiety inside of her melted away as she was now reassured that any sex they had was safe and wouldn't end up with her pregnant. She opened her mouth to tell Rumble to start but he was a step ahead of her; as soon as her hand let go of his dick he thrust his hips forward, sinking his throbbing shaft into her wet, eager pussy completely in one go. She couldn't help but let out a long groan of fullness; he may not have been as big as she remembered Big Mac was the night of her prom, but he certainly was enough to impress any mare he managed to bed. Sweetie let out a coo of approval as Rumble slowly withdrew partway, then slid himself back inside of her.

Rumble, however, did not share the same levels of arousal as Sweetie Belle. As he expected, the condom wrapped around his penis was ruining his entire experience. The hot, raw passion he had grown so accustomed to was now a dull, diminished series of thrusts that offered no pleasure or excitement to him. Each thrust was bringing Sweetie Belle one step closer to an orgasm as evidenced by her moans and thrusts back to meet his own, but Rumble was getting absolutely nothing. 'Celestia damnit, only way I can finish is to yank this stupid thing off and jerk myself off when she's done.'

Rumble slowed his thrusts as an idea entered his mind. Looking down at the mare impaled on his cock, Rumble saw that her eyes were closed as she awaited him to resume his earlier pace. Even if her eyes were open, her head was too low to see anything going on in the mirror in front of her. With a slim glint of hope, Rumble continued to slow his thrusts until he was merely teasing Sweetie Belle by dipping the tip of his shaft into her winking cunt.

"Mnn, Rumble... please, fuck me. Fuck me hard." she begged in desperation, the need to cum growing with each teasing poke. 

Not needing any more motivation, Rumble withdrew his cock from Sweetie Belle's pussy completely. In one swift motion he ripped the condom off of his dick and thrust himself back inside of her body as quickly as possible, not wanting to give her any reason to check if something was wrong. His plan worked flawlessly; as soon as his now bare cock entered Sweetie Belle's hot, tight pussy he felt every ounce of sensation he had been missing before. Her cunt gripped his cock perfectly along his entire shaft and he smiled in satisfaction as he tossed the now useless condom into the toilet. Fucking her had been well worth the wait.

Sweetie Belle let out a ragged gasp when Rumble sunk himself into her so suddenly. Her orgasm had been building steadily before, but now she found herself rapidly approaching the peak of pleasure. She had no idea why fucking Rumble suddenly felt so much better but she didn't place much care into why; all she wanted now was more pleasure, more of him inside of her, more of being fucked and made to cum. She didn't have to worry at all... they were safe.

Rumble bent forwards and grabbed at Sweetie's chest as he continued pounding her tight, soaking wet pussy. The sudden change of angle accompanied with the stimulation to her chest was too much for Sweetie to handle, causing her to yelp out in pleasure before her body began convulsing. Rumble couldn't help but smile as he felt Sweetie Belle's cunt clamp down on his cock as she came, a quick burst of fluid escaping her body and spraying the vanity doors between her legs. She was now gasping for breath like a fish out of water, spurring Rumble on to fuck her as hard as he could while continuing to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples. His own orgasm was fast approaching after he had been denied pleasure for so long, and as he neared his own point of no return he lightly bit Sweetie Belle's neck by the base, making sure it was hard enough to leave a hickey afterwards.

The continued hard thrusts coupled with her tits being toyed with had quickly brought Sweetie Belle back to near orgasm, and the bite on her neck had sent her over the edge yet again. Another cry of pleasure escaped her lips as her body trembled once more, but when her pussy squeezed down on Rumbles cock he thrust forward as deep as he could before experiencing his own orgasm. He grunted loudly as his cock shot its first long rope of semen deep into Sweetie Belle's body, quickly followed by a second, third, fourth, and fifth load. His hands tightly squeezed down on both of Sweetie's breasts  each time he sent another load into her womb, distracting her from the warm fluid filling her vulnerable depths. Only when Rumble was sure that he had emptied himself inside of her did he slowly pull out of her pussy. Once he had pulled out of her completely Rumble quickly turned around and mimicked the motions of taking off the nonexistent condom from himself and tossing it into the toilet, though it was for naught as Sweetie Belle remained propped up against the bathroom counter as she caught her breath. He glanced down at her slightly gaping pussy and saw a negligible trickle of his cum leaking out from her hole and down the inside of one thigh; hopefully the rest of his load would remain up inside of her where it belonged.

Moments passed before Sweetie Belle found the strength to stand up on her own. As she turned around Rumble wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in for a deep kiss. Her initial shock quickly gave way as she returned his kiss, gladly pressing her body up against his. Their lips parted only when they were both about to run out of air, but as soon as they broke apart Rumble grabbed her hand and led her out of the bathroom and into a bedroom with blue walls next door. Sweetie let out a slightly tipsy giggle as Rumble laid her down onto the bed in the room and began caressing her body. Her head felt heavy and her mind was unable to concentrate on Rumble touching her body. She turned her head and registered there was a clock on the bedside table but couldn't quite register that it was now 4 AM. Her body, however, knew that she was exhausted and that she needed sleep, and combined with Rumble's hands caressing her body she found herself quickly surrendering to sleep. Her eyes grew too heavy to keep open any longer, though with one final glance the last thing she saw was Rumble repositioning himself so he was now kneeling between her spread legs before she fell into a much needed slumber.





By the time Sweetie Belle woke up the sun was already high in the sky. The light throbbing in her head combined with the harsh sunlight caused her to shove her head back under the sheets until her eyes had adjusted to the bright light levels. Slowly peeking back out from under the sheets she momentarily panicked about waking up in a foreign bedroom before the events of the previous night began surfacing. To one side she found Rumble still fast asleep despite the late morning hour, and the fact that both of them were stark naked in bed together confirmed that they had indeed had sex. She didn't regret what she did with him last night as she had liked him quite a bit for a while, not to mention she already knew him well. The fact that he had respected her pleas to use protection while they were both drunk and so horny cemented her opinion about him: he would be the perfect coltfriend for her. 

Deciding to stay in bed until Rumble woke up, Sweetie Belle ran a hand gently over her crotch. Last night had been a slightly rough session, but she was surprised to find that her crotch was as sore and tender as it was. There was also the mystery of what appeared to be drying semen around her lower abdomen and inner thighs. They had only had sex in the bathroom and went to bed when they got to the bedroom, hadn't they? And Rumble had used a condom, so there shouldn't be any of his cum on her. Nothing else happened when she fell asleep, right?

...right?