> A Rumble with the Wonderbolts
>  by LegionofPony
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> Chapter One: Not Ready to Rumble
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As a note, Rumble is a younger teenager in this story. The commissioner states he's at, or not much older than, the age he was in the show (basically just old enough to hit puberty) , indeed still making this foalcon.


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The Wonderbolts show at the Cloudosseum in Cloudsdale had gone off perfectly, the 'Bolts aweing the crowd as always with their high-skill, perfectly coordinated aerial tricks. At least Rumble thought they did, more than a bit distracted by his first day on the job to focus on the show for too long. The cheers that sounded out after Spitfire won the last race of the day with Soarin by a hair were almost deafening, making him pause to watch her do her victory lap while waving at the crowd.

“Hey, need a towel High Winds?" Rumble yelled, tossing the towel to the named mare when she nodded. "Spitfire! Need some Dragonade? Water?” Rumble asked when she’d touched down, the yellow-coated mare accepting a cup of Dragonade with a nod of thanks.

“Thanks kid. Hey, that was the last race today, so all we’ve got left is autograph signing with the fans then a final lap to close things up. Time to pack it up,” Spitfire told him, Rumble nodding and getting to work cleaning up and doing just that.



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“C’mon, time to head inside Rumble,” Spitfire said some minutes after the final autograph was signed by Soarin and given to a very excited little grey filly wearing a Wonderbolts cap with Soarin's cutie mark on it, who ran off with a very excited squeal to her parents, the rest of the ‘Bolts having grouped together after the show. Rumble nodded, grabbing a final dirty towel with a hoof before then heading to the co-ed locker room with the team. Hauling all the dirty towels in a wheeled hamper for the short trip there, his other supplies in his saddlebags, he listened as they started to unwind from the performance with some banter.

"Good race Fleet, but I think a newborn foal could've beat you as far behind as you were in the last lap!" Rainbow Dash teased her fellow 'Bolt, tossing her short, sweat-matted, prism-hued mane out of her face with a sweat-glistening cerulean hoof.

"Yeah, well I kinda got distracted by that sexy flank of yours. You flagged your tail on purpose just to throw me off my game, didn't you? You know I'm..." Fleetfoot accused playfully, her words trailing off as her hoof firmly smacked Rainbow's flank, the motion making her windswept mane bounce and Rainbow yelp in surprise.

"...maaaaaaybe~?" Rainbow responded while grinning mischievously, getting a face-hoof from Fleet. 

"Hey, Bolt-Ass. Next time you'd better win, or I'm gonna make you do ten extra laps at practice!" Spitfire said sternly, Rumble turning his attention to her and Soarin.

"What, really? You won by like half a second!" Soarin exclaimed.

"No, not really, but I think you know what losing means you gotta do for me tonight..." Spitfire said, grinning.

“Yeah yeah, live it up now. I’ll beat you next time!”

“Only in your dreams, Bolt-Ass!”

Rainbow and Fleetfoot were playfully roughhousing and messing around as they headed to their lockers, Rainbow bumping her flank against Fleet's and sending the latter crashing into a bank of lockers before Rainbow darted off, Fleet in hot pursuit of the laughing mare while laughing herself.

Rumble was trying to be of use, but not quite sure where to look or what to do. He felt his eyes wondering to Spitfire, seeing her sliding one sleeve of her jumpsuit down off of her slim, toned right foreleg, revealing her bright-yellow coat beneath it. Rumble looked away with a blush.

I wanna see what the rest of her looks like under that suit too… he thought to himself, wincing at the thought.

Forcing himself to look away despite his adolescent stallion mind wanting to keep watching her undress – to see more of her lithe, toned, athletic body and powerful wings that many other mares would kill for – Rumble instead found himself watching Soarin struggling to squirm out of his own sweat-slicked suit. As he turned away from him, quite a bit more quickly this time, his eyes finally landed on Fleetfoot, seeing her wiggling her hips, then watching as the jumpsuit slid off of her completely and landed on the floor, leaving her totally bare. 

C’mon Rumble, what’s wrong with you! Ponies are usually undressed, it’s totally normal to walk down the street nude…but...watching them undress, watching mares undress, seeing them getting naked… it always feels so...different. Why?

Rumble was able to smell the various faint musks of both genders of sweaty ponies as they were no longer contained in the suits and filled the room, making his nose feel slightly overwhelmed at all the different scents. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant, especially not the mares’ odors, but it was something he only experienced after gym at school.

As Fleetfoot started to take her own suit off, however, Rumble found he was especially infatuated with her scent, with it having a certain especially sweet and musky vanilla-y trait to it that drew him to her like a thirsty pony to water. Rumble also noticed as Soarin and his brother, Thunderlane, turned to face her, their own nostrils flaring at her scent. Ignoring it as well as he could despite its instinctive pull, Rumble began to gather the sweaty, soiled jumpsuits into his hamper alongside the equally dirty, sweaty towels from the field. Nopony said this would be a glorious job, but Rumble had to admit the perks were well worth the unpleasant parts.

"Hey, towel-boy, heads up!" Rumble heard Fleetfoot call out, his ears perking up as he turned to her voice...and got hit in the face by her jumpsuit, the crotch of it right at his muzzle. Initially he was annoyed, but when he next breathed in through his nose he was overwhelmed by the scent, finally remembering that distinctive smell from springtime at school, when all the teenaged fillies would all sync their...

Oh Celestia, she is in heat! I thought I knew that scent!

Rumble’s breeding instincts were kicking into hyper-drive, driven by her pheromones now coursing through him, screaming at him to mount her. Quickly removing the suit from his face despite wanting to take a lungful of the musky aroma, and ignoring the weight threatening to spill from his sheath, he chalked it up to an accident despite the grin on her face.

Leaving the locker room when his basket was full, Rumble took some deep breaths to clear his head, trying his best to calm his horny body down. Those breaths weren’t doing as much as he’d hoped though, his boner now fully out and hard, raging from the pheromones clouding his mind as he put the soiled linens from the show into an industrial-sized laundry machine.

As he caught another whiff of Fleetfoot’s fecund scent when he leaned over the basket, the cloying odor digging its hooks into his deepest animal mind and dragging up his breeding instincts, Rumble found himself losing his fight to stay modest.

What the hay was Fleetfoot thinking, performing while in heat? Does she even know she is? Well, from what they said it feels like in sex ed, there’s no way she couldn’t, with how it makes them burn and itch down there! Does she even know what her scent’s doing to me? Did...did she want me to smell her? Is that why she threw her jumpsuit in my face? Is she trying to...no way. I’m just their towel boy! 

As Rumble looked at the jumpsuit, faintly smelling the rich, musky scent of ready-to-fuck mare, he felt his cock throb, his desires started to overwhelm him.

Well...maybe...maybe just another little sniff...

After making sure he was still alone, Rumble grabbed Fleet’s jumpsuit and buried his muzzle into the crotch, sniffing loudly and taking in a full lungful of the hypnotizing ambrosia instead of the small sniff he was planning to. That pheromone-ladened, deep and musky scent wrapped around his mind, his already-hard cock flexing against his belly.

Holy hay, why does that smell so goooood?

After another few deep breaths of the pheromones of a mare in heat, Rumble was feeling somewhat desperate, biting his lower lip to distract from the fact that his cock was so hard he could probably drive nails with it.

Real smart, Rumble, now what are you gonna do? Jack off in the public shower and hope nopony walks in? Yeah, not likely nopony will, not just after a show.

Rumble sighed as he instead returned to the locker room for the last of the linens before starting the wash, hoping nopony would notice how much his flight suit’s underbarrel bulged.

As Rumble entered the locker room again, ignoring the cloying scent of Fleetfoot's estrus filling the room, he noticed a towel on the floor near a bench, bending to pick it up. As he lifted his head again, he realized again that he was surrounded by a team of gorgeous, athletic mares, all stripped down to their fur. 

First his eyes landed on Fleetfoot, her mid-blue coat and pale blue, almost white, mane quite attractive to him. His eyes subtly glided over her lithe, sleek body, her wide, foal-bearing hips, as well as her broad, powerful wings, like the horny, adolescent colt he was.

Next he saw High Winds, his eyes greedily taking in the sight of her own toned muscles beneath her pale-gold coat, her wings flexed open and two-toned blue, lightly-curled tail swishing slightly as she passionately talked with Soarin about something. He found himself trying to get a peek beneath it on one swish, before finally tearing his eyes away from her as he realized what he was doing.

Alright, enough sightseeing. I’m not getting paid to look at pretty mares!

When he took a few steps and bent down for another towel, Rumble lifted his head...and in front of him was Rainbow's rear; the mare's bare, dark-blue pussy was scant inches from his muzzle, her rainbow-hued tail flagged to the side, her back arched and wings spread to their full, rather impressive, span, and with all four legs spread slightly. What looked very much like she was presenting herself for him to mount and breed.

After getting over the initial shock of having a mare’s crotch right in his face, Rumble looked past the supple, toned cerulean-blue rump and found its owner was instead bending over to get a towel she’d apparently dropped, her tail flagged high, her wings and legs spread seemingly for balance. At least that's what he told himself.

Don’t think sexy thoughts, don’t think sexy thoughts! Damn her pussy’s sexy! BUCK!

Seemingly oblivious to the peep show she'd just given the colt, Rainbow simply walked away without a word, towel in mouth.

With Fleetfoot in heat and suffusing the room with her fertile scent – her musk almost overpoweringly strong given how close he was to the source, only a few hoof-steps away – and the sight and scent of one of his Wonderbolt idol's marehood inches from his muzzle, Rumble felt that distinct heaviness between his legs, now fully hard again.

Oh Celestia, please no...

Between Fleetfoot’s scent and all the other stimulation, Rumble suddenly felt like he had to get himself off, now. His arousal was borderline painful, his stallionhood clearly outlined in the tight-fitting fabric of his suit, throbbing in need. He blushed, grabbing a nearby clean towel and trying to hide the very obvious, moving tent in his suit's crotch by draping it over his croup and having it hang down over the sides of his haunches.

...buck. Buck-buck-buck! Not in front of the 'Bolts! Go away, boner!

Looking away from his crotch, his erection thankfully contained in his suit, his eyes instead landed on Rainbow Dash, who was seemingly doing some stretches now. He saw her tail was flagged up high and her rump up in the air, back arched and her hips lightly swaying as she held a stretch, the position easily bringing back the so-recent memories of her bending down in front of him. Of him being so close that all he needed to do was lean forward a bit, he could stick out his tongue and—

Stop thinking about them like that! They're your employers, nothing more! And sexy, but don't think about that!

Rumble felt his cock flex in response as he got another glance of Rainbow’s deep-blue marehood, feeling a small area of wetness forming on his underbarrel now from the precum his flare was drooling. Then the worst possible thing happened: Rainbow turned around and grinned at him.

"Enjoying the show Rumble?" Rainbow asked as she swished her tail down and turned to face him, walking towards him with a sway in her steps, “I know I’m pretty awesome down there, I’m awesome everywhere after all, but shouldn’t you ask a mare if you can look under her tail first?”

After being caught peeking, Rumble backed away hurriedly. "I-I'm sorry, I was just bending down for this towel and then I saw...well..." Rumble said, his butt hitting the wall behind him and leaving him cornered between two banks of lockers as Rainbow drew closer.

Rumble watched as Rainbow winked her eye, then his eyes bulged as she wordlessly turned away from him again and wiggled her toned rump teasingly with her tail flagged high, bending down and arching her hips up as she went into another, more exaggerated, stretch, her wings flaring out again.

Rumble’s jaw dropped as he saw Rainbow’s pussy a mere inch from his muzzle, so close he could smell her, her pussy’s scent reminding him of a mixture of feminine musk, and more faintly of watermelon and rain.

Breathe, Rumble, breathe! Through your mouth, not your nose! Oh...wow, she smells so good!

Rumble was almost floored at the sight and scent as Rainbow swayed her ass in quite a sensual way, his erect cock threatening to tear through the fabric of the suit at the show she was, possibly unintentionally, giving him.

Then another thought hit him: his muzzle was right there, so close he could touch her...he could touch her pussy with his nose if he moved his head forward at all. 

All I’d have to do is stick out my tongue, and…

Rainbow swayed her hips a bit more, Rumble realizing she was looking back at him now, her eyes lidded as she bit her lower lip softly and winked her eye slowly, deliberately. Then she winked her clit at him too; a long, lingering wink that left her clit out of its hood for a good two seconds, a mare’s most primitive way of inviting a stallion to mount her.

Does...does she want me to? Is she really...

Just as quickly as this all started, Rainbow stood normally again, her expression going back to a neutral one. Rumble watched as she dropped her tail again, then she winked her eye again and smirked before walking away towards Fleetfoot, her tail swishing and hips swaying more than usual as she did. All of this left Rumble hard as a rock and confused to match.

Wha...what the hay was that all about?

"Hey sexy, you gonna let me see it?"

Confused, Rumble looked around to find who was speaking, his eyes landing on Spitfire. He could see her muzzle turned up into a cocky grin, her eyes lidded the same way Rainbow Dash’s had been. Looking down to where she was looking, he saw Soarin spread out on a bench in front of her and, after a moment, she met her lips with his in a loving kiss. 

“Hmmm...you want it, y’gotta earn it love, especially after that comment about him earlier.”

As Rumble followed Spitfire’s light-orange hoof, he found it between Soarin’s splayed hind legs, her looming over the older stallion from behind the bench and grinning quite the sexy grin as she slowly, shamelessly rubbed between them.

Oh Celestia, is she...is she really rubbing his...she's doing that in front of everypony?!

Rumble’s eyes widened as he saw said dark blue cock started to make its appearance, peaking out of Soarin’s sheath as he moved just so, making Rumble look away with an intense blush.

Holy Luna, what the hay do I do? What the hay is Spitfire doing? They’re going to do...that…right here, in front of everypony?

 "Mmm, there he is...hey not-so-little guy, wanna get to know each other better again?"

“Hmm...he says ‘yes, I’d love to’…”

"Hey Thunderlane, seeing you win that race made me think you deserve a better reward than that silly little medal.”

“Oh yeah?”

Yeah...starting with this..." 

Rumble looked away from the impending hoof-job in front of him and to his right, seeing a pale olive-yellow mare approaching Thunderlane. Her two-tone arctic blue tail swishing eagerly, sea-green eyes lidded sensually as she quickly met her lips with his brother's. Rumble knew this mare, Misty Fly, was dating his brother, learning for sure when he had brought her to meet Rumble and his parents over dinner. He'd seen them kiss before, but never with such hunger. 

Cheeks still flushed as he looked away, Rumble was beyond confused and aroused. He'd never even had a fillyfriend, his only sexual experience being the Playcolt magazines hidden under his brother's mattress, sex ed class at school, and his own hooves. Now he was being dunked into the middle of a bunch of horny ponies, none of whom seemed to have a shred of self-restraint…and one of them was his own brother!

Rumble caught another whiff of Fleetfoot's pheromones, looking around and seeing the other stallions as aroused as he was, but actually venting their sexual frustrations with mares instead of bottling it inside like he was. His cock throbbed, reminding him of his own increasingly desperate need.

Is...is Fleetfoot’s heat causing all of this?

As Rumble heard another moan, he turned his head and watched as another mare - High Winds - walked over and met lips with Soarin as Spitfire kneaded his stallionhood between both of her hooves and gave its flare gentle kisses, before the sheer embarrassment of watching them do something so intimate in public made him close his eyes and look down.

"Hey sweetheart, enjoying the show? It’s quite a sight the first time, isn't it?" In his confused and heavily aroused state, the sudden voice startled Rumble and made him give a quiet, brief whinny of surprise.

"Uh...I...um..." Rumble stammered, looking back to see Fleetfoot standing there, watching Soarin having a threesome.

As Rumble watched Soarin making out with High Winds while Spitfire slowly suckled his flare now, Spitfire seemed surprisingly OK with it. His jaw dropped a bit as Spitfire then met Soarin's lips and stifled his moans, the rest of his cock noe being rubbed between both of her wings, before she then kissed the other mare on the lips too!

Rumble gave a surprised whinny as Fleetfoot suddenly licked his ear, breaking his attention on the threesome in front of him, her then giving it a gentle bite that made it twitch in an instinctive attempt to escape. "Hmm...I wonder if a certain sexy young stud would like to try out that impressive tool he has between his legs..." Fleetfoot trilled, before chuckling, "...and if he doesn't want to, maybe he'll let me play with it instead? I’m sure I could use it well, given my...condition..." Fleetfoot was looking Rumble dead in the eyes now.

C’mon Rumble, isn’t it every colt's wet dream to be seduced by a super sexy mare of the Wonderbolts, with her tight, toned ass and skin-tight jumpsuit? Just because you’ve never had a marefriend before, just because everypony can see what you’re doing, just because Fleetfoot is in heat and wants to have sex with you and you could get her pregnant and ruin the rest of both of your lives and...

Rumble was hyperventilating now, his thoughts overtaken with 'what if's and the possible consequences of accepting. This was beyond anything he'd ever fantasized about in his wildest masturbation sessions with his brother's 'Mares Gone Wild: Spring Estrus Edition' magazines. This was the greatest opportunity a colt like him would ever get, but his mind was rife with worry – it was all too much, too fast, and the risks seemed far too high.

"AAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Rumble panicked. He whirled and bolted from the room, leaving Fleet more than a bit confused and disappointed. Before the door to the locker room slammed shut, he heard most of the ponies within laughing at him, making his face burn and ears fold back in embarrassment and shame. He felt almost sick as he ran aimlessly away from it all, all the while his sexual needs still torturing him.



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"Ruuuuuuumbllllllle~!" 

Rumble’s ears pricked up at the familiar voice of Thunderlane shouting his name. He remained silent, his cheeks' fur matted with dried tears, the sound of his brother's voice making them start up again at the memories of how badly he'd botched up earlier, and how disappointed his brother must be in him. At least all the self-loathing had killed his erection and arousal.

"Ruuuuuuumbllllllle~!" 

Some minutes later, Thunderlane, looking very concerned, opened the door. As Thunder looked down, he sighed, seeing Rumble huddled in the corner of the custodian closet out on the field. The colt was sprawled on his side facing away from the door and bawling his eyes out, using a clean rag as a tissue. "I've been looking for you for a while now," Thunder said in a calm tone, kneeling down to be more level with his smaller-sized brother, placing a comforting hoof on his withers.

"Why? Why didn't you just stay there and have sex with your girlfriend?" Rumble asked despondently, wiping his eyes then muzzle with the rag, trying to make himself more presentable to his brother, "and probably the rest of the mares on the team too, from the look of things."

"Well, you're my bro. My own flesh and blood is waaaay more important than just getting laid again," Thunder replied, before moving to sit on his haunches and holding his forearms open in invitation, “c’mere, you look like you need a hug.”

Rumble practically leapt into his brother's arms with a flap of his wings, quickly brought into a hug by his brother. "I...I r-ruined everything! M-My job, m-my shot at joining the 'Bolts… I e-even blew my first real chance with a m-mare, all because I'm a-a-a c-coward! The 'Bolts are gonna h-hate me, and y-you probably hate me t-too!" Rumble let out in a rush, letting all of his troubles pour out to the pony he'd always confided in and trusted above all others; his brother.

Thunderlane sighed, rubbing Rumble’s back with a hoof, hearing his sniffles and feeling his trembles dying down. As he wrapped a wing around him – a gesture that pegasi only did with their family, their closest friends, or their lovers or life-mates – that extremely caring gesture soothed his worries.

"Yeah, that girly screech you let out was a little embarrassing, sure," Thunder said, "and the others will tease you for bolting like that, no doubt. The 'Bolts do that to each other, like you saw with Soarin and Spitfire earlier. Fleetfoot and Rainbow Dash are competitive like that still too, even though they’re dating now, but we all know it’s in good fun." 

“Gee, thanks, that makes me feel soooo much better…” Rumble groaned, his ears folded back at his brother’s words. A small whimper escaped his throat as he nuzzled into his brother's chest for comfort from the jeering he knew was to come from the other 'Bolts.

"Sure, it might suck being teased a bit, but I think you're overreacting in thinking you'll be fired or excommunicated from the 'Bolts just because you freaked out at the sexual advances of a fellow 'Bolt. I know Spitfire'd never fire somepony for something as trivial as that."

Rumble sighed happily as Thunder pulled him in closer with his wing, pressing him tighter against him as a hoof wrapped around the younger stallion’s crest as well, "Also, bro, I promise I still love you as much as ever, even if you can be a bit of a doofus sometimes," Thunder said, and a deep chuckle vibrated his chest, making Rumble look up at him with a brief smile that quickly faded again.

Rumble sighed again, and Thunder could tell there was more on his mind. "That's not all, is it?" he asked, getting a shake of the head from his brother.

"It's just, Fleetfoot was coming onto me. She's in heat. Y’know, fertile, able to get pregnant! Thunder, I could get her pregnant if I were to have sex with her! I know some mares get all crazy and careless when they're in heat and I'm way too young to be responsible for a foal and she's a Wonderbolt and having a foal would totally ruin her career and..."

Like a good brother Thunder heard his little bro out, but after Rumble had finished and looked up to him hopefully, he simply smiled back. "Well, first off, yes, Fleet is in heat. She does have that certain lovely, musky scent fertile mares do, but there's nothing to worry about there. We 'Bolts aren't stupid, and we definitely don't have sex unprotected. All the mares on the 'Bolts are on birth control spells or potions, though neither will stop them from entering their normal heat cycles. Even if they're not on foal control – if they forgot to use it or it's wearing off or whatever – we have packs of condoms around the barracks and locker room just in case. Bro, even if you were to cum inside Fleetfoot like a dozen times, she won't get pregnant."

Rumble was feeling more comfortable now that he knew that an unwanted foal wasn’t a problem anymore, but that wasn’t all that was on his mind. "But...I mean, that's one worry down, but...but, well, I've never been with a mare before, not even on a date! I mean, what if I..." Rumble said, seeing that same knowing grin as before on his brother's muzzle, "...what?"

"Well bro, it's totally up to you what you wanna do with your body. You have to decide yourself if and when you want to have your first sexual experience, and with whom, on your own," Thunder said, before then giving a cheeky grin and a gentle punch in the arm to his brother, "but hey, mares don't get much hotter than those in the 'Bolts, and it's not every day a smokin’ hot mare will turn and flag her tail to you, let alone a smoking hot mare in heat offering you to mount her. And don’t think I didn’t see what Rainbow was doing with you between the lockers..."

"But..."

"Look, Rumble, if you really aren’t interested or aren't ready to have sex with anypony - if casual sex makes you uncomfortable or you just wanna save your first time for a special somepony - that's fine,” Thunder stopped, pulling back a bit so he could meet his brother's eyes and holding a dead serious expression, “No matter what anypony ever says, remember that you shouldn't let yourself be pressured into anything you're not comfortable with. All the other 'Bolts will respect if you're not ready,” Thunder then cracked a grin, “Next time though, just try saying 'no thank you' to the pony offering instead of screaming and bolting; that's why they were laughing at you. Though Rainbow and Fleet weren't laughing..."

"Well, what do you think about me having...h-having sex with a 'Bolt mare?" Rumble asked, simply seeing his brother smiling softly at him.

"Not my call to make Rumble, but I'm perfectly OK with if you want to...or if you don't; I won't see you as any less of a stallion or brother either way. They are pretty sexy though, just sayin'."

"Thanks bro. What did you do when...y'know… you first got asked?"

"Mmm, I remember my first time getting 'inducted' into the after-show sex. After my second show was the first time one of the mares came on to me to 'unwind', and it was a shock to me too. I was a bit nervous like you -- it was mating season and she smelled like she was in her estrus -- but then I calmed down and talked to her. I learned she and the other mares were on foal-control, I accepted her offer, and we had a great time together. That mare was Misty, and I'm pretty sure you know that she's now my marefriend. Who knows bro, maybe your first mare will be something more to you than a fling, too."

"Hey, you OK bro?" Thunder asked after a few moments of silence followed, getting a series of nods from Rumble.

Once more squeezing his brother in a hug, Rumble found himself feeling much more confident. "I am now, thanks to you."

"Aw, was nothin'. Just being your big brother. Hey, let's get outta this shack, I'm starting to get light-headed from the chemicals."

The younger colt nuzzled his brother's cheek before releasing himself from their embrace, totally calm now. "Has anypony ever told you that you're the best big brother anypony could ask for?" Rumble asked, getting a cocky grin from Thunder.

"Only you, but you can say it any time you want," Thunder said, chuckling again as Rumble's wing smacked him in the back of the head. "OK, hey, I deserved that. So, I'm gonna head to the hotel since all the others are probably already gone. You...should probably take a shower first. You're kinda filthy, and you smell like half the periodic table!"

Before Rumble could wing-swat him again, Thunder took flight, hovering just out of reach, "See ya there!" he said, before taking off.

As Thunder took off in the direction of their hotel, Rumble realized just what a number wallowing on the cleaning shed's floor had done on him. He smelled like detergent, other cleaning solutions, and his own sweat and tears. He also noticed a red paint stain on the flank of his uniform that he hoped would wash out.

Heading into the now-empty locker rooms, though the scent of the sex that had undoubtedly happened there still lingered, Rumble threw his now-soiled uniform into the wash with the other Bolts'. He took a quick shower, cleaning himself off, ignoring his cock being hard once more from Fleetfoot's mare-in-heat pheromones as well as he could.

Rumble sighed as he took flight minutes later after calming his body down enough, and as he headed to their hotel, he could only think of how much he was not looking forward to the next day facing the Wonderbolts.
> Chapter Two: Crash Course
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Rumble flew to the Wonderbolts training field in Cloudsdale, the Spring weather calm and warm. A gentle breeze provided an upcurrent and lift for him, making his flight easier and rather pleasant and relaxing.

As he landed at the cloud-field's gates, he saw the ‘Bolts doing their routine exercises and laps in their private training course, smiling a bit at just how lucky he was to be allowed in such an exclusive area at all.

"That was one hay of a scream yesterday," Soarin quipped when Rumble landed, starting in on him almost immediately, “Maybe you should be in a filly's choir instead of on the 'Bolts?" He walked up to Rumble, flanked by High Winds, both smirking. Rumble had tried to prepare himself for this all morning, but Soarin still made him feel like a colt being teased back in school.

"Yeah, I’m surprised none of the windows or mirrors shattered as high-pitched as it was," High Winds added, stopping beside Soarin, making Rumble's tail dip even lower between his legs.

"HEY!"

Before they could get any further onto their teasing, Rumble was relieved to hear an authoritative voice yell out, seeing a streak of yellow and orange land on the cloud-ground in front of him, between him and his hecklers.

"HEY, leave the new blood alone! You're acting like bucking raw recruits, not disciplined veterans of this corps! We've got training to do, and you're here teasing a colt, A COLT FOR CELESTIA'S SAKE! Get your bucking flanks OUT THERE AND TRAIN! NOW, BEFORE I PUT YOU BOTH ON UNPAID LEAVE!" Spitfire growled out, the other members snapping to attention at her commanding tone, "For that manure, you owe me twenty extra laps Winds. MOVE OUT! NOOOOOW!" She did so, saluting, leaving Soarin still standing there petrified. Spitfire glared at him, "...and don't you think just because we're dating means you can act like a bucking foal in MY Wonderbolts. You owe me twenty extra laps too. Get out there now!"

As Rumble looked up at Spitfire gratefully, the targets of her rage bolting into the air as though the hounds of Tartarus were nipping at their tails, Spitfire simply gave him a little smile before turning to the others on the training field. "Alright 'Bolts, I want another ten laps from you all, except Soarin and High Winds who owe me thirty for unsportsponylike behavior, then I have an important announcement to make!" Spitfire called out, before turning to Rumble, and continuing much quieter, "You can join them, if you want. Gotta train if you wanna get a better position than a towel-boy, after all." She gave Rumble a wink, making his wings spring up in excitement, a huge, beaming smile spreading on his muzzle.

Just going backstage with the team every show and the handsome pay of Bits already made this job well worth his time. This, however, training with his idols, was something he'd only thought he'd experience in his dreams. "R-really? I can fly with the Wonderbolts?!" Rumble asked in a star-struck tone rivaling a caffeinated Pinkie Pie's, making the team captain laugh.

"Yeah-yeah, show me what ya got, kid!" Spitfire said, giving him a playful pat on the croup with her wing as a send-off. Rumble took off as if those same hounds that were after Soarin and High Winds earlier were on his tail now, but for an entirely different reason. He flew rapid laps around the track, even outpacing a few of the others.

"Ah, the enthusiasm of youth..." Spitfire said with a grin, watching as Rumble actually started surpassing some of the others, "...well, he is pretty fast. Thunderlane may be right. He might just be Wonderbolts material after all..."




~ ~ ~




"Alright everypony, huddle up!" Spitfire called out, and the Wonderbolts quickly landed and lined up according to seniority, Soarin in first and Rumble taking the very last place. "Alright, as you should all already know, this Friday at fifteen hundred hours we're going to be performing right here at our home stadium. There will be a stunt show and a series of one-on-one races, then an air-derby race, followed by aftershow fan time and signing autographs. Any questions?"

When the team was quiet, Spitfire nodded. "Ok, good. See you all there. All enlisted Wonderbolts, give me five more laps each then hit the showers. Diiiiis-missed."

As everypony but Rumble took flight again, he smiled in awe, watching them flying like well-oiled machines. Suddenly, Fleetfoot jerked in the air, her wing bending at an awkward angle as she flapped it hard to gain altitude, then she began to nosedive.

"FLEETFOOT!" Rumble called out in panic, his own wings spreading, but he knew he wouldn't reach her in time given how fast she was plummeting.

Rumble's heart dropped with her as he watched Fleetfoot heading straight for the cloud-ground before she gave one last hard flap of her wings, a cry of pain coming from her as she did before she then crashed muzzle-first into one of the super-soft safety clouds that were always put on the sidelines of the training fields in case somepony lost control. The cloud blew apart from the force, Fleetfoot falling the last meter or so to the ground and landing in a heap.

Almost immediately the whole team was there, panicked questions going through the crowd. "Back off, give her some air! Move, let Healing Rain through Celestia-damn it!" Spitfire commanded, ponies making way as a cyan-coated, blonde-maned pegasus mare with a cutie mark of a smiling pink heart with a cloud behind it – whom Rumble figured was the division's medical officer Healing Rain – pushed her way through the crowd, a medical bag's handle in her mouth.

The tension of the next few minutes could be cut with a knife as the doctor looked Fleetfoot over, Rumble unable to hear the questions Fleet was being asked or her responses over the team's murmuring. He could, however, see Fleetfoot mostly nodding, then shaking her head when the doctor started gently touching her wing, Fleet wincing each time. The medic nodded one final time, then stood up and went to Spitfire. The crowd went silent.

"So, is she gonna be able to perform at the show Friday, or is she going to need to go on medical leave?" Spitfire asked, her usually stern expression traded for one of genuine concern.

"Well, ma'am, as far as I can tell, there are no broken bones or other severe injuries, but I should probably take her in for a proper exam to make sure. It's probably nothing too serious given that she's just feeling an ache and not a more serious pain; likely just a strained muscle," Nurse Healing Rain said, "I'll report the results of her tests when I get them done, ma'am."

"Alright, thank you, doctor. Fleetfoot, you are dismissed to go get checked out. The rest of you, show’s over. You still owe me laps! Move out, and for Celestia’s sake, be careful! Last thing I need is more injuries," Spitfire said, the pegasi quickly taking flight again. "Rumble, you’re free to fly more too." She added, giving the colt a smile.

Rumble nodded, taking flight, but his thoughts were no longer on how awesome flying with the Wonderbolts was.

I hope Fleetfoot is OK...


~ ~ ~


Rumble was almost ecstatic as he saw Fleetfoot walk into the locker room about a half an hour later, looking up from his usual hamper of dirty towels and jumpsuits to see all of the other 'Bolts focused on her too.

"So, what'd the doc say?" Spitfire asked, approaching Fleet, "Nothing too serious I'm guessing, given I don't see a cast on your wing?"

"Ma'am, as I thought, it's just a strained muscle in my wing wrist and hypertension in my back muscle at the base of my wing. I flapped too hard gaining altitude, but doc said it should be healed within a few days tops. She said that I shouldn’t strain it more, so I shouldn’t do any flight training for a few days while it heals, and that I should have it massaged to help it relax and heal quicker. I should be fit to fly by Friday easily." Fleetfoot said, to a silent sigh of relief from the team.

"Alright, at ease. Go ahead and hit the showers; make it warm so your muscles relax. I wish you the best.” 

“Thank you, ma’am.” Fleet replied, giving a salute before leaving.




~




It was a few minutes later, the locker room empty as the other ‘Bolts were then showering, Rumble still gathering the towels and now-discarded jumpsuits from the training. Rumble looked up as he heard a throat clear, watching Fleetfoot walk out of the showers completely nude, fur still damp and a towel over her neck. To his surprise, she headed right to him, a small sway in her hips with each step. He watched as she slowly extended and folded her hurt wing, wincing each time she stretched or flapped it.

“Hey Ruuuumble,” Fleetfoot purred as she got closer to him, at an arm's reach from him. Rumble picked up on the very obvious scent of her estrus, the adrenaline from earlier having blocked out its effects on him. He wasn’t so lucky now, already feeling his heart rate rising, his sheath swelling.

Why is she so close to me? Why is her tone so sensual? Isn’t she hurt?

“Hi, uh, Fleetfoot, ma’am?” Rumble said unsurely, “How’s the wing?”

“You’re not enlisted Rumble, you don’t have to call me ‘ma’am,” Fleetfoot said, giving him a small smile, “Just Fleetfoot or Fleet, please. About my wing, it’s still tender, but the warm shower helped immensely. It could use a massage though.” She looked straight at him as she said that. After a few seconds later, she cleared her throat again, narrowing her eyes at the colt expectantly.

“O-oh? You mean...you want me to do it?”

“Well, the doc said I needed to have my back massaged to help with the cramp and encourage good bloodflow. Think you could do that for me, kid?”

Wait, what?

“Me? But...shouldn’t the doctor do that?” Rumble asked, not sure why she’d chosen him of all ponies to do this for her.

“Well, I’d hate to bother Rain again given how much of her time I already took up today, and the last time I asked for a massage from one of the others it ended up in me practically having a hole in my back by the end of it. Besides, you look like a nice, gentle colt. Right?” Fleet asked, still maintaining that borderline-sultry tone.

“I...uh...well…” Rumble stammered, knowing how intimate it felt, and how intimate it was generally considered, to have your wings, or near them, touched; a pegasus would usually only allow lovers, family, or close friends near their wings.

“Well...isn’t touching another’s wings...kinda…”

“Mmm, kinda, but you’ll really be helping me out,” Fleetfoot said, giving Rumble a small smile, “please?”

Rumble was unsure about all of this, but he still felt guilty for leaving Fleet high and dry the previous night when she came onto him in her needing state.

Well, pegasi only let ponies they really trust touch their wings. Maybe...does she really trust me that much, even with this being only my second day on the job? Maybe this is her way of giving me a second chance of having sex with her? Don’t blow it!

If she did offer, would I take her up on it? She’s hurt!

Even if she doesn’t, she still needs a massage to help her wing.

“I, um, I guess I could?” Rumble asked more than said, getting a comforting smile from Fleet.

“Hey, I can see you’re kind of skittish around me after yesterday. I won’t act like I did then, I promise. Sorry I came onto you so hard, didn’t know you’d react like that. Plus my heat doesn't exactly make it easy to be idle around such an attractive young stallion,” Fleet said as she sank down onto the bench next to them, her legs straddled over it and her torso resting on it.

She thinks I'm attractive? Me?

“Yeah, heh, neither did I. Wasn’t your fault though, I should have just said ‘no thanks’ instead of panicking,” Rumble replied with a little laugh, ignoring her earlier comment on him, moving up beside Fleet and sitting on his haunches. As he got closer to her, her fertile musk increasing in strength, Rumble felt his member unsheathing and his sensitive flare pressing against the soft material of his flight suit once more, making him wince at the sensation.

“Remember, it’s my right wing at the base, and my right upper back. Though, you wouldn’t hear me complaining if you gave my full back and both wings a massage,” Fleet said with a little chuckle, letting her wings slowly unfurl with a wince. As she did, Rumble looked over her wings, seeing they were a good four feet in wingspan, a fairly impressive length for a mare.

Holy Celestia...she has beautiful wings, doesn’t she? I’d love to take one of those pinion feathers into my mouth and...

“So, uh…is it OK to start now?” Rumble asked, making Fleet look up at him.

“Mmmmhm…” 

Rumble hesitated, feeling himself fully erect just from her pheromones, the unintentionally erotic situation he found himself in surely not helping. He knew full well what touching this sexy mare’s wings more would do to him.

You’re only doing this to help her, you’re only doing this to help her...

Rumble nodded and placed his hoof on her wing where she'd said – then roughly pushed the tip into it out of nervousness and inexperience, causing Fleetfoot to clench her teeth and pull her wing away with a yelp as a sharp pain shot through it. “Owwww, too rough!” she yelped through her clenched teeth, feeling her wing throb painfully from him jamming his hoof into her hurt muscle.

"Sorry, sorry!" Rumble yelped himself as he jerked his hoof away as though a snake had bit him, practically jumping out of his fur, and feeling terrible for hurting her already injured wing worse.

"Ah...I'm OK, it's just...push into the muscle gently this time, then increase the pressure sloooowly!” Fleetfoot instructed in a much softer tone, feeling some regret for having used such a harsh tone with the already-skittish colt when he was only trying to help her.

Instead of using the tip again, this time Rumble used the flat of his hoof to softly rub at the muscle. “Just a little harder please?” Fleet asked, shifting impatiently. He was barely touching her at all now, though she kind of expected it.

Rumble nodded, taking an emboldening breath, before pressing just a little harder into her wing as she'd requested. This time as his hoof perfectly pressed into her aching flesh, Fleetfoot groaned softly as she felt her muscles start to relax, the rub on her sensitive wing muscle feeling incredibly good as well. “Mmmph, just like that…” Fleetfoot said groggily, her voice trailing off as spikes of relief surged through her, the soft pleasure traveling along her spine as she felt her overly tensed flight muscles starting to loosen further with each following rub.

Rumble obliged, keeping the pace and pressure, feeling Fleetfoot relaxing under his touch. 

Gotta say, this is pretty awesome though, making her feel good like this...and her fur is so soft…

He could smell just how aroused this was making Fleetfoot, her scent twice as strong as before, but he didn’t want to stop. Rumble could see Fleet’s hips squirming, seemingly looking for something to grind her now-leaking pussy on, and he almost pushed his free hoof down there for her.

Does...does she want me to ‘help her’ like that too though? I shouldn't...

Ignoring that train of thought, Rumble pressed down a bit, getting deeper into the much more relaxed muscles as Fleetfoot’s eyes fluttered closed. The erotic sensations from somepony's hoof on her wing while she was in heat was just too much for her to handle, and before she knew it a passionate moan had escaped her throat.

You hear that? She's enjoying it! Wow, the colts in school were right. She’s so relaxed...this must be why stallions give pegasus mares wing massages before...sex...

“Mmmm, yeah…” Fleet mumbled in a throaty voice, her other wing fully erect and twitching occasionally now too, even her hurt wing making feeble little flaps.

Rumble looked up and noticed the other ponies were watching what he was doing, apparently having come in from the showers. Before, doing this for Fleet felt intimate, but now, with the others watching him doing something that felt so...personal, it was just making him feel self-conscious.

You’re just helping a friend, you’re just helping a friend…you’re just making a mare in heat moan in pleasure and relief and have a boner from rubbing her wings...

At that realization, Rumble stopped rubbing. “I, uh, I think it’s more relaxed. Should be good, if you can flap it now…” Rumble suggested, making Fleet look up at him.

“Yeah, I guess it is, huh? Thanks kid,” Fleet said, a hint of disappointment in her tone as she stood from the bench, Rumble seeing Rainbow Dash approaching them at the same time.

“Don’t think I didn’t see you rubbing Fleet’s wings, or missed those moans she was belting out. Hope you’re planning on cleaning that bench, as wet as you made her get it!” Rainbow said, her usual cocky grin on her face, “Trying to steal my marefriend or somethin’, sexy? ”

Rumble could tell from her playful tone that Rainbow was just giving him a rough time, but the implications still made him pretty uneasy. With a glance down, he did notice a small puddle on both the bench and floor beneath where Fleetfoot’s crotch was, leaving its source obvious.

Wow Rumble, how must this look to Rainbow? You've got a full-on boner after having just massaged her marefriend’s wings and made her dripping wet! Buck, and wing rubs are usually foreplay...just digging yourself a nice grave, aren’t you?

“Oh, um, sorry?” Rumble asked, looking ready to bolt at any provocation.

“Nah, it’s cool. I just kind of wish she would have let me massage her instead. I don’t get to play with those beautiful wings nearly enough…” Rainbow said, giving Fleet a quick flash of bedroom eyes.

“Oh you flirt…” Fleet said, gently bopping Rainbow in the back of the head with her good wing, “...and you do too! You play with my wings practically any time I let you!”

Rainbow grinned, holding her hooves up in surrender. “Hey, not my fault they’re so sexy...just like the mare they’re attached to,” she said, Rumble seeing Fleet grinning sensually, before the mares’ lips suddenly met.

Rumble, feeling really awkward between the two as they flirted and made out, decided now would probably be a good time to leave. “So, um, I should probably go clean up...in the shower...then clean up...the laundry...stuff…” he stammered out, distracted by the two really hot mares making out in front of him, hearing the quiet, wet clicks of their lips as they parted momentarily, only to meet again a second later.

Real smooth, featherbrain! Get outta here before you make yourself look even more like a dork...and quit staring!

“What? Don’t wanna stay and...watch?” Rainbow asked, her tail flicking suggestively.

“Nope, sorry! I gotta...do stuff! ’Bye!” Rumble said, turning tail, but not before Rainbow noticed how much the crotch of his suit bulged as he walked away with an awkward gait.

As Rumble left, Rainbow stopped kissing Fleet, simply gazing into her eyes lovingly for a moment before speaking. “So you still want him, huh?” Rainbow asked bluntly, subtlety never her strongest suit.

“Well he is pretty cute. Yeah, I wouldn’t mind letting him mount me and cool my heat,” Fleet said, seeing Rainbow grin.

“Yeah, hitting on him yesterday and having him rub your wings today, you must want him real bad. Gotta say, I wouldn’t mind taking second dibs. He is pretty sexy.” Rainbow said, hearing a chuff from Fleet.

“Yeah, all that coming the mare flagging her tail to him between the lockers!” Fleet teased, “ and when...‘oops, I dropped my towel! Better bend over in front of this hunky colt and get it, tail flagged, then do some sexy, revealing stretches in front of him! Oh, and you wanna watch me and my marefriend make out?’”

“Yeah, yeah, so I kind of teased him too...but what if he’s just not interested in doing that kind of stuff with us? Also, should we ask him about...that other thing we were talking about? I mean, I think he's a good choice, and if...” Rainbow asked, feeling Fleetfoot’s hoof land on her cheek, placing her own hoof atop her marefriend’s and looking up into Fleet’s eyes again.

“We’ll worry about that, and the ‘if’ and ‘how’ and ‘when’, later. For now...c’mere…” Fleet said, once more meeting lips with her marefriend. 




~




Another day, another cold shower, another aching erection throbbing for attention. Rumble once more ignored it, staying in the icy shower until his untended arousal once more wilted under the cold water. 

Why? Why are you such a coward?

Rainbow Dash is Fleetfoot’s marefriend! She’s already taken!

Rainbow seemed totally cool with it when I rubbed Fleet's wings!

Well a wing rub and actual sex aren’t the same thing, are they? 

Rumble sighed. “Why is this so hard…?” he asked himself, hearing a familiar chuckle from behind him and tensing up.

“Well, it’s probably hard because you rubbed a fertile mare's wings, then had two sexy mares coming onto you, and one was in heat,” Thunderlane quipped, hanging up his towel on a hook and stepping in the next stall over from Rumble’s.

Rumble jumped a bit at the sudden voice of his brother, feeling a wave of embarrassment at what he’d just mentioned. “Not my…my willy’s not hard! It's just...well, Fleetfoot’s hitting on me, but she’s already dating Rainbow Dash! Wouldn’t that be…Fleetfoot cheating on her with me?” 

“Well, not really. Rainbow’s coming onto you too, right? And Fleetfoot is with her as she does it? So clearly she knows and is OK with it.”

Rumble’s muzzle scrunched in thought. “But...if they’re dating, why would they be flirting with me?” Rumble asked, hearing Thunderlane’s water turning on.

“Well, a lot of ponies have open relationships and share their partners. Just look at Soarin and Spitfire, or Misty and I. Maybe those two have one too, and wanna bring a young stallion into it for the mating season to cool their heats or something. It’s not like that’s too uncommon or anything, ponies do it all the time.” Thunderlane said, lathering up his mane as Rumble stood there, thinking.

“But...I mean...is that…? If I were to...have sex with them, and they were OK with it, that’s...OK?” Rumble asked, confused about how all this worked.

“Yeah, I’d imagine so, if you’re on board with it too,” Thunder said, then rinsing his mane, “Misty’s cool with me having sex with the other mares in our team, and I’m cool with her having sex with all the other ponies too. If everyone is consenting, what’s the harm in it?”

"Why do they do it, y'know, after shows, in the locker room?" Rumble asked, getting a smile again from his older brother.

"Well, with all the adrenaline coursing through us out there in the races, performing in front of that huge crowd, it can get pretty stressful. Good stress, but still stress. That stress carries over after the show, and the aftershow sex….well, it's basically stress relief sessions with each other. Not to mention it helps the 'Bolts get closer knit as a group too."

Thunderlane quickly cleaned his coat and wings while Rumble mulled over what had just been discussed, the quiet squeak of the other shower’s handle turning off minutes later bringing his attention back to reality. “Like I said yesterday, it’s your choice. Remember, just ask them to stop flirting if you’re uncomfortable with it and they will. You’ll still be my awesome little bro either way, if you've had sex or not.” Thunderlane said with a smile and a quick noogie to Rumble over the separating wall. With that he left the shower room, leaving Rumble to his thoughts.

Maybe...maybe…
> Chapter Three: Ready to Rumble
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Alright ‘Bolts, it’s showtime!” Spitfire called out, looking over her squad and making sure everypony was ready for the show. “Remember, you’re performing for your home town, so make sure to give it your all! Yeah?”

“Yes ma’am!” The team replied in an enthusiastic unison, all doing some last minute stretches or uniform adjustments, while Rumble made sure his beverage containers and clean towel supply were full, happy to find he was ready too.

“Fleetfoot? You sure you’re up for this? Wing’s fully healed?” Spitfire asked, stopping in front of her.

“Yes ma’am, doc gave the all clear for full use of it this morning when I went in for the pre-show checkup you asked for. Those massages did it good.” Fleetfoot said, giving a brief glance and smile over to Rumble as she said that, before getting a nod from Spitfire.

“Alright, if Healing Rain gave you the affirmative, you can fly. ‘Bolts, gate opens in five, four…” Spitfire said, the Wonderbolts getting ready to make their entrance, stretching their wings and giving them a testing flap.

“...three, two, one...get out there and make me proud, team!” Spitfire shouted, sliding her own flight goggles down into place and leading her squad into flight.

Alright Rumble, get out there and do your best, too!

Rumble trotted out to the sidelines, a folded towel draped on his wing, waiting for when he was called.




~




It was two and a half hours later when the sweaty, adrenaline-fueled pegasus team burst into the locker room, whooping and cheering. This was all giving Rumble a sense of déjà vu, as he was pulling the same wagon full of dirty towels and empty drink dispensers into the locker room. Memories of the last time this had happened rushed back, making his cheeks flush red.

“C’mon Soarin, losing two races in a row? To a mare? Really?” Spitfire teased, her tail playfully smacking her coltfriend’s rump, “Guess you really don’t want that special ‘bedroom surprise’ I learned just for you…”

“Oh c’mon, you know that mares are way more aerodynamic than stallions...for obvious reasons,” Soarin countered, getting a grin from Spitfire.

“Yeah-yeah, the old ‘I have huuuge dangling stallion bits so I can’t fly for manure’ argument,” Spitfire pressed, "'they're inside my coat-tight jumpsuit, but they affect me somehow!'"

Soarin simply rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well you sure seem to like my ‘huge stallion bits’,” Soarin retorted, making Spitfire smirk back.

“Yeah, yeah, and don’t forget who that big ol’ dick and those balls belong to, hmm?” Spitfire asked, giving Soarin a quick smooch on the lips. Soarin huffed, walking away to the showers, Spitfire following him closely.

“Hey, good race Fleet. It was super close!” Rainbow Dash said, holding her hoof out for a hoof-bump.

“Yeah, you only won by like a couple seconds!” Fleet repiled, getting a grin from Rainbow, meeting her marefriend’s hoof with a quiet clop in a high-hoof.

“Yep, fastest pegasus in Equestria, right here!” Rainbow replied, making Fleet roll her eyes.

“Mmm, don’t I know it. I always have you cumming in ten seconds flat!” Fleet countered, seeing Rainbow clench her jaw.

“Hey! I could totally hold out longer! It’s just not fair how you always know just where to lick!” Rainbow said.

“Hmm, I’m not complaining, love. Seeing you cum for me is super sexy…plus you always balance things out by the end.”

Rumble’s ears and cheeks, meanwhile, were burning.

“Let’s see if we can work on her endurance, huh? I’ll take second dibs if she’s still up for it later.” Spitfire said teasingly, giving Rainbow a brief kiss on the lips as they soon sat together on the bench, before turning back to her coltfriend.

“If you are, I get to watch and get third! Two hot mares eat—” Soarin started, only to be interrupted when Spitfire’s lips pressed roughly to his.

“Remember, that dick is mine until I’m done with it~!” Spitfire said in a playful falsetto, “...and besides, Fleet gets her first. Gives us time to play.”

“Yeah, it’s not like I’d ever say no to a sexy mare going down on me and a hot stallion fucking me, nor being watched getting eaten out or fucked…” Rainbow said, kissing her marefriend back, the two holding it this time.

Go do the laundry, or gather towels, or something! Now!

It was too late though. Rumble could already feel his sheath swelling as he watched the two sexy mares, and Soarin and Spitfire, making out in front of him after discussing just what they'd planned to do with each other. The scent of Fleetfoot’s fertility certainly didn't help his self control either.

Buck! She’s still in heat? Oh...right, mares stay in heat for like a week, or sometimes two! Unless a stallion...

NOPE! Stop, go do laundry, now.

Looking around, Rumble quickly noticed the other couples acting in a similar way to Fleet and Rainbow. Soarin was trailing kisses down Spitfire’s neck, the latter giving quiet moans of approval. As Rumble glanced over and saw Thunderlane was deeply kissing Misty Fly, he felt his nervousness rising again.

Rumble heard another deep moan from Fleetfoot and he looked back at them, seeing Rainbow Dash on her back with Fleetfoot spraddled over her, basically mounting her. He was surprised when his eyes met Fleetfoot’s...and she winked at him! Feeling a shameful blush glowing on his cheeks, as well as a full hard-on now straining the fabric of his flight-suit at such an erotic sight and her lovely, musky scent, Rumble looked away.

She saw me watching! And winked! Buck! What do I do, what do I do? And why does she have to smell so damn good?

As Fleetfoot’s eyes drifted closed and she let out another soft moan into Rainbow’s muzzle, Rumble glanced around the room again. He saw that Soarin was now mounted on his marefriend as she lay on her back, much like Rainbow was doing with Fleetfoot. Soarin's twelve-inch, deep-blue cock hung to the side, fully free of his sheath but still limp.

C’mon Rumble, go do your job…stop staring! Wow, he’s pretty big...no, buck, stop! Go!

Instead of gathering the discarded flight-suits or towels like he was supposed to, Rumble found himself getting lost in the moment, watching as his teammates pleasured each other.

As he looked back to Fleet and Rainbow, Rumble saw that Rainbow was rubbing herself between her legs with a wing while watching Soarin’s cock twitching, her wing pressing hard and straining against the flexible fabric of her flightsuit while kissing her marefriend passionately.

Finally, he looked at his brother, only a few feet away, making out with his own marefriend, Misty’s hoof teasingly rubbing Thunder’s black-skinned, fully erect shaft.

Wow, I never knew Thunder was that big...wait, he’s my brother! Gross! Look at something else! 

“I want you to rut me so bad…fuck me hard...” Rumble heard Spitfire stage-whisper to Soarin as he looked over to them instead; “...put your non-aerodynamic dick in my pussy and show me how it can make me fly…”

“Hmm...may not be good for flying, but I’ll sure make you join the mile-high club with it…” Soarin replied with a smirk, before once more meeting lips with Spitfire.

This is really hot...wait, why am I watching them? Watching them doing this is wrong...isn’t it?

As Rumble looked around again, seeing the others pleasing each other and being pleased in kind, he felt a bit confused.

It is wrong...isn’t it?

Rumble looked back to find Fleet and Rainbow making out more intensely, hearing Fleet giving quiet moans and, looking lower, saw Rainbow's hoof firmly rubbing the cameltoe in her marefriend’s flight suit. Rumble could see how wet Fleet's suit was, several shades darker in the crotch, and could see the subtle movements as she presumably winked her clit.

Well, Rumble, what are you going to do? Are you gonna run away again, sit in the corner crying again and wait for it to all be over...or are you going to join in? I mean, they’re not gonna make me do anything I don't want to, but...but even if I do get with a mare, will I even be able to measure up to the other stallions? They’re all so much more experienced than me...I don’t know what I’m doing at all! I know that they can please me,but the real question is: can I please them back?

“Hey, looks like somepony’s enjoying the show,” Fleetfoot said, having broken their kiss and Rumble’s spiraling thought process, now grinning at the young stallion.

“Huh? What?” Rainbow asked, barely tearing her eyes away from Soarin’s hard cock being slowly rubbed by Spitfire now as they’d switched positions - him on his back on the bench now, their muzzles met in a kiss and her hindhoof going in slow motions over his whole length - only for them to lazily land on their observer. “Oh, hey Rumble.”

“So, did you wanna join us today?" Fleetfoot asked, a sexy little grin on her muzzle, “You sure look like you want to. I think between Rainbow and I, we can handle that not-so-little ‘problem’ between your stifles…”

Crap! She’s looking at my...wait, she likes how it looks?

“I...I um…” 

Rainbow Dash reached over and buried her muzzle into her saddlebags, pulling out a green potion. "Nervous? I get it. I know you’re young and probably can last a good long time, but here, you...might want this. A little stamina boost never hurts when you're with two mares as awesome as us."

See? Your endurance isn’t a problem anymore. The only thing keeping you from enjoying it now is yourself. Just say yes and let these beautiful mares please you, and you them. You know you want to.

Without a word, Rumble took the potion, popped out the cork, and drank the thick gloop down in two gulps, the minty-berry-dirt flavor washing over his tongue.

Well that was disgusting, and...I’m in for it now…

“So, you really do wanna steal my marefriend, don’t ya?” Rainbow asked teasingly, grinning at Rumble, “First a wing massage, and now you wanna rut her? That’s alright, you’re lucky I’m cool with sharing her. She’s too sexy to handle by myself anyhow.”

“Flirt!” Fleet exclaimed, laughing.

“Damn right I am!” Rainbow retorted, grinning right back.

Rumble couldn’t help but feel uneasy at the comment. “I, um, sorry?” Rumble stammered, not sure how to respond.

“Hey, I’m kidding…” Rainbow said, her expression softening, “...we really do appreciate you agreeing to join us.”

“Oh, uh, well, I’m glad to be here too...kinda surprised that you'd think I’m worthy of...being with you two like that.” 

“You are, promise,” Rainbow said, looking down between his stifles again and licking her lips, “So, you ready?”

“Uh…”

“Well, I’ll take that as a 'yes'. Alright, sexy, c’mere and let us take care of you.” Fleetfoot said, her eyes lidding sensually. Rainbow adopted a similarly sexy expression, her tail swishing in anticipation and spreading her aroused scent. That smell of wanting mare made Rumble’s cock throb in anticipation, reminding him again of watermelon mixed with fresh rain, and of course her own unique mare-musk. That's not counting Fleet's fertile scent's effects on him...

Well, I’m in for the long haul now. I should relax and enjoy it...

“So, what do we do with our new stallion toy first, Fleet?” Rainbow asked, looking over to Fleetfoot and giving her a grin.

Do something! Don’t ponies usually kiss in situations like this?

Puffing out his chest, putting on a determined expression, and summoning all of his courage, Rumble closed the distance on Fleetfoot.

I hope Rainbow doesn’t get mad that I’m kissing her marefriend...

Rumble reached Fleet, then closed his eyes and thrust his muzzle towards hers, hoping for the best. Instead of kissing her on the lips like he was hoping, his lips instead landed on her nose. Rainbow burst out laughing, making Rumble wince as he realized he’d missed.

Buck! If I messed even this up, what chance do I have with real sex?

“Aaaaw, that’s adorable!” Rainbow exclaimed in a rather girly squeal, before catching herself, “Oh, uh, I mean awesome! Yep, that’s totally awesome!”

Fleet gave a skeptical look at her marefriend, before looking over to Rumble. “Hey, it’s OK, we can try that again later,” she comforted him, before kissing him back on the nose instead, watching his cheeks redden again at even the platonic gesture.

“Yeah, and here’s a little tip,” Rainbow said, kissing Fleet on the nose just like Rumble had, getting a quiet, pleased murr from her, “her lips are right…” Rainbow kissed her upper lip, “...beneath…” A soft, quick peck on both lips, “...her nose.” Rainbow then locked lips with her in another fiery, passionate kiss, making Fleet let out a brief squeal of surprise at the suddenness of the lovely sensation.

“Gee, thanks, cuz I never took basic anatomy…” Rumble said sarcastically, before his ears folded back, biting his lower lip as his eyes went wide. “Sorry! Sorry!”

“Hey, chillax, it’s OK. If we can give a little attitude, we can take some back…” Fleet said, before wincing as she felt an intense wave of need go through her, her lower belly feeling like it was an inferno, “...so, are we ready to really get started?” 

“Yeah Rumble, are we?”

Goodbye virginity.

“Yeah, please. I...don’t know if I can get any harder...and Fleet, you smell incredible,” Rumble said, surprising himself with the way he spoke so...plainly about such intimate things.

“Wow, aren't you quite the little charmer, huh?” Fleet asked, before looking down at his cock's outline in his suit, “Though this part of you certainly doesn't look ‘little’.”

Wow, is it really that easy? Are they really OK with me talking like that?

As Rumble followed Fleet's gaze to his erection, still trapped in his suit, his heart felt like it leapt to his throat, and his member throbbed in reaction. He let out a little uncomfortable whimper, feeling a hoof graze his cheek.

“How about we see what you’re packing, hmm? Then Rainbow and me can get these pesky flightsuits off too and we can really get into it.” Fleet said, giving Rumble a smoldering gaze.

“And you can help,” Rainbow added, joining in with her own smouldering gaze.

"But first, we're gonna get yours off. C'mere, lay down on this bench so I can get to the zipper easier," Fleet finished, grinning.

"O-Ok..." Rumble agreed, doing as asked, then watching as Fleet approached him, feeling her hot exhalations on his neck, and swearing under his breath as she nipped it in a love bite. After repeating that a couple times, each nip followed by a soft kiss, she finally bit the zipper near his neck and started to draw it down.

I can’t believe I'm gonna be naked in front of two beautiful mares! What if they don't like it when they really see it? What if—

Rumble's thoughts were interrupted when the zipper reached his lower bulge and drew past it, exposing his whole barrel and crotch to them, gasping at the soft vibrations to such a sensitive area. As it was unzipped, his cock sprung loose of its confines and bopped Rainbow in the muzzle, causing her to jerk her head back in surprise. "Ohmigosh-I'm-soooo-sorry!" Rumble squealed out, but what he saw next quite surprised him.

Instead of being mad, Rainbow chuckled and looked at the glistening clear liquid on her muzzle near her nose, joined to his cock by a thin string. Rumble watched in awe as Fleet then reached over and made a show of licking his precum up off her marefriend, showing off her long, pink tongue in the process. "Mmm, not bad kid. Hope the real load's as good as this," she said, leaving Rumble speechless.

Rumble helped the mares finish removing his flight suit and tossed it aside, leaving him completely bare and erect in front of them. As both Rainbow and Fleet's eyes moved to his underbarrel, his breath caught in his throat as they looked at his most private area. When they were silent for a while, their expressions unreadable as they seemingly evaluated his stallionhood and bare body from a mere few hoofsteps away, Rumble assumed the worst.

Oh no, it's probably too small. They're gonna laugh at me and then they're gonna call all of this off and I'll be—

"Woah, Rumble, it looked pretty big from the outline, but...well, you've definitely never gotta worry about being teased about your dick!" Rainbow said.

"Yep, you're definitely 'above average' in other ways than just your flight scores. Look at the size of those balls! Could probably wreck a building with those things...or at least knock up a few mares every day!" Fleet added, subconsciously licking her lips.

Wait, what? they actually...they like it?

"Dang Rumble, you got some Earth Pony in your bloodline or something? That's gotta be, what, eleven, twelve inches? And that flare..." Fleet said, only slightly embellishing her pleasure in her choice of mate, looking over his above-average dark-grey dick and light-grey sac

"W-wow, thanks..." Rumble said as he felt a surge of pride, actually smiling a bit now.

Well, that was unexpected. Maybe I do have a chance after all!

"So, despite liking the looks of it, looking's not all I want to do with it," Fleet said, biting her lower lip and gazing at Rumble's crotch with the intensity only a mare in heat could look at a stallion's junk with. 

"Yeah, I'm getting the feeling she wants a taste of that big grey Pegasus dick. Am I wrong, Fleetie?" Rainbow asked, giving Fleet a wink.

"Pff, you know me too well," Fleet said, before looking from Rainbow to Rumble, "So, what do you say, stud? Wanna find out what a mare's mouth feels like on your cock?"
> Chapter Four: Rumble's Warm-Up
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Holy buck she's asking me if she can suck my cock!


"I know I'm pretty awesome looking, but she's the one who asked you the question, not me," Rainbow said, pointing at Fleetfoot. It was only then Rumble realized how hot his cheeks were flushed, and how he was staring at Rainbow instead of the mare offering.


Say yes you damned fool!


"Um....y~yes?" Rumble said, wincing at the voice crack, the mares grinning.


Smooth, Rumble, real smooth. Try again.


"I, I mean yes. Please."


Better.


"That's good, a bit more spunk the second time, I like it," Rainbow said, both mares moving to either side of him, "and speaking of spunk, let's see if this gives you an even bigger confidence boost."


Rumble gasped as he felt Fleet's lips land on his flank. Rainbow, meanwhile, got to work on the other one, both trailing kisses down the front curves of his stifles in time with each other. What little hardness he'd lost while talking was quickly regained as he felt hot breath on his stallionhood and testes, squirming at the pleasant tingles it sent through him. 


Rumble gasped again as he felt something wet on his sac, a warm wave of pleasure coursing through him as his member flexed on reflex.


"Aaaw, I think he likes that," Rainbow said, "I think he just got harder!"


Oh yeah, that felt awesome!


"Heh, and we haven't even started yet..." Fleet responded.


Fleet slathered Rumble's balls with another languorous lick, tracing each one individually with the tip of her tongue. This time Rumble's cock flexed so hard it made a loud smack as it hit his belly, earning a coo from Fleet. "He's got good, strong pelvic muscles. Means he's gonna cum hard when he does..." Fleet said, "...and speaking of making you cum, Rumble, how 'bout you spread your legs some more and let me get to work?"


Ohmigosh, she's really gonna...!


Rainbow chuckled as Rumble spread his stifles wide nearly instantly, his cock standing above his pelvis like a mage's tower. "Mmm, looks tasty. What do you think?" Rainbow asked. 


"Hmm..." Fleet said, moving to stand over Rumble, placing both forehooves on the bench and mounted it, looming her muzzle over his crotch before lowering her head.


Rumble watched as her muzzle approached his dick as if in slow motion, eyes wide, then sealing shut as she planted a kiss on his flare. 


"Oh buck!" Rumble yelped, his hips bucking up in reaction to the brief surge of stimulation, before watching Fleet lick a dollop of his pre off her lips. 


"Delicious," was all Fleet said, before meeting Rumble's eyes, a smile on her face as she dipped her head down again. This time she trailed a bead of his precum up from his base, over his medial ring, before ending with another kiss on his glans process. That earned another involuntary jerk of his hips and throb of his member, releasing another dollop of pre for her to savor. 


Rumble then watched her opening her mouth, accepting his whole flare inside. His eyes bulged out as she parted her lips around it, before inch after inch of his shaft started to disappear within it. 


Rumble's jaw dropped at the overwhelmingly intense sensations playing over his sensitive tip and first couple inches, his brain only able to process the situation in the most primitive way possible: warm, soft, fertile mare, wet, hump, want more. And more he got. 


Rumble moaned quietly as he continued to watch Fleet's muzzle descend on his shaft, consuming more and more stallion meat into her gullet as she did. His eyes flicked between her engulfing his cock and her own eyes, which never seemed to leave his face, gauging his reactions. He knew she saw nothing but pleasure.


This is...what even am...holy Celestia's…!


Rumble couldn't even form a complete thought in his head as he watched Fleet open her mouth more to welcome his medial ring into her mouth, an extra burst of sensation passing through him as that extra-sensitive band slid into the warmth that the rest of his cock was enjoying. 


She stopped there, seeming to sense how overwhelmed Rumble was getting, just letting him rest in the pleasurable heat of the mare's mouth that was surrounding his length for the first time.


I...I...I...wow... 


As Fleet let him rest and his senses had a moment to recollect, Rumble looked around the room, finding that all the other stallions were teasing their mares, or vice-versa. He saw his brother's hoof between Misty's legs, rubbing her sopping crotch, a small string of her fluids drooling from the bench to the floor. Soarin was caressing Spitfire's ears as she had already accepted his hard, deep-blue cock into her mouth, going down on his full length. If his and her moans were anything to go by, they were both having a great time. He also heard quiet moans coming from the shower room, barely audible over the running water, as the rest of the team seemingly got frisky as well.


Rumble was suddenly nervous again as his brother looked over at him and winked, his mind bombarded by a thousand questions. 


What's the etiquette for this? Is it okay to watch the other ponies having sex? My brother? Am I staring? Is staring bad? Do they like being watched? Do...do I? Is this...right?


"Hey, don't look at them, look at us," Rainbow said, clearly feeling him tense, guiding his muzzle and eyes back to them with a wing. She also started gently rubbing his sensitive chest with a hoof, making extra tingles go through him in addition to those already coming from the hot muzzle entombing his girth, "or are we not pretty enough for you?" The grin she added showed it was just a tease.


Rumble bit his lip and instead watched as Fleet slowly withdrew him from her muzzle until only his flare remained in, before slipping back down again just as slowly. The wet, slick, sliding sensation of her tongue over the bottom of his dick, and her muzzle around the rest, was heavenly in a word, with that sensation banishing the worry from his mind and replacing it with bliss. "Oh hay no, you're both beauuuuutiful~!" Rumble moaned out, feeling Fleet repeat that motion again at a slow pace, clearly taking her time.


What am I still afraid of? I'm watching them, everypony’s watching us too, and we’re all enjoying it. The only thing holding me back from enjoying myself is me. Stop worrying, and just enjoy what Fleet's doing for you.


Rumble leaned his head back onto the bench and quietly moaned again as Fleet once more took in three-quarters of his length. Watched her bobbing up and down along it, watching his medial ring stretch her lips just that little more when it passed them, feeling himself nearing the back of her tongue each time. He kept eye contact with her as much as possible as she did this for him, except when he had to close his own when an intense surge of pleasure passed through him, usually as she traced her tongue's tip over his ring or his flare's ridges. "Ha...yeah...that feels great Fleet..." Rumble managed to force out, hearing a giggle come from the mare servicing him and feeling the vibrations thereof on his cock.


"You think that's good, just wait..." Rainbow said mysteriously, before, as if that were the catalyst, Fleet pressed her head down quickly and effortlessly took him deeper. Rumble let out a squeak of surprise as he felt a new, tighter, ribbed sensation on his flare and first inches, seeing Fleet's lips pressed firmly to his sheath and her nose to his pelvis, not an inch of his cock to be seen.


Rumble nearly lost his load as he was held that deep within Fleet's tight throat, and again when she started to lap at his balls and sheath with her tongue, swallowing all the while and making her throat muscles ripple over his upper shaft. "...oh yeah, there it is. She loves deepthroating stallions. Says she almost likes it more than sex. Almost. She's a bit of a pro at it too, so you're in for a special treat," Rainbow said, grinning like a shark.


Rumble pressed his head back harder into the bench as Fleet continued to give full-length bobs along him, his upper shaft introduced into her throat each time. The feelings almost overwhelmed him. Even though it had only been a couple minutes, he had already been pretty worked up before they'd even gotten started. He knew he wouldn't last much longer like this.


"Damn, Fleet, from the look of that face he's making, you're gonna make him cum in no time if you keep that up! His expressions are so adora-uhm-awesome. You must be really thirsty for a nice big load from Rumble today, huh?" Rainbow exclaimed, but Fleet didn't slow down, as if the promise of Rumble popping off in her mouth or throat really was her goal. Judging by the way her tail was flagged over her back and swishing, and the wanting look in her eyes, along with her increasingly strong, needy scent, Rumble could imagine that that was just what she wanted.


She wants you to cum in her mouth, Rumble. Holy hay that's freaking hot!


Seconds felt like hours of pure bliss as Fleet kept going down on him, with his hips jerking up as he felt something hot and wet working over his balls again. As he looked down, he found Rainbow was standing to the right of him beside the bench, facing away from him as she kept lapping at his sack. Her tail was flagged up and showed him her deep-blue, wet, winking pussy. The extra stimulation on his balls and the sight of Rainbow's wet and arousal-swollen pussy was too much, and only a few minutes in, Rumble felt his end quickly approaching.


Hold it in! You're not supposed to cum until later, after having real sex for a while, right?


But it feels so good...if she keeps going...I can't...


"I think...I'm about to..." Rumble mumbled, gritting his teeth, trying hard to hold back. The scent of a mare in heat, however, and a warm, ribbed passage contracting around his cock made that impossible. He felt himself flaring, nearing the point of no return, and quite possibly, his first humiliation of the evening.


C'mon, not yet! You don't wanna be remembered as the colt who couldn't hold out during a blowjob, right?


That seemed to get Fleet's attention, much to Rumble's relief. She pulled off slowly, languidly, intimately enjoying the feeling of the huge flare in her sensitive gullet, before removing him from her throat, then her mouth, his fully-mushroomed flare forced out with a rather lewd pop. "Whew, thanks...I don't think I could have held out much longer. You were...that was so…wow..." Rumble gushed, before catching himself and stopping his stammering.


"Wow, your throat was so good it made him speechless!" Rainbow said, giving a big grin, meanwhile looking at Rumble's pre-orgasmic flare, "and wow, yeah, that is a big flare. That's gonna feel awesome stretching inside you when he cums, Fleet."


"Hmm...if he thinks my throat's good, wait 'til he gets it in my pussy..." Fleet said amusedly, her eyes lidding and giving Rumble one of the most sexual looks he'd ever seen, "...but let's get this first load out of the way first. Then he'll last longer when he actually does fuck me."


Wait, what?


"But if I..." Rumble started, before trailing off as Fleet held a hoof up to stop him.


"Don't worry, that potion you took keeps stallions going the whole time if they want to, basically. More cum, faster orgasm recovery, more stamina, blah-blah-blah. " Fleet said, smiling, "Now, cum for me already."


Rumble gasped as Fleet took him into her mouth and throat again in one swift motion, his girth once more surrounded in warmth. He knew she wouldn't stop this time, and that knowledge made his hips reflexively rock up into her muzzle, pushing up as she went down. He could already feel himself flaring up again in her constricting, contracting throat again. She held her breath as she accepted his large flare effortlessly, and seconds later, it was too much.


"I'm...I'm…" Rumble said in a wispy tone, before his head once more pressed back into the bench as he fully flared. He felt himself throbbing harder in her muzzle and throat as Rainbow once more got to work suckling his pulsating balls as they pulled up to his body, and as she took one into her mouth and rolled her tongue over it, he passed his point of no return.


After two days’ worth of teasing without relief, Rumble's mind blanked as he felt the most intense orgasm he'd ever had, all but exploding his load right into Fleet's throat and stomach. He felt light-headed as he emptied his balls into her in powerful, voluminous pumps, pleasure unlike anything he'd felt before flooding his senses. His hips jerked fruitlessly up against her muzzle as she held him hilted as he came, unable to stop them even if he tried.


"Holy shit!" Rainbow exclaimed, switching between watching what little of Rumble's shaft was left outside Fleet's maw pulsing rapidly as he spurted, his clenching balls, and his blissed out expression, "Damn colt, you're cummin' hard!"


Fleet, meanwhile, swallowed down the majority of Rumble's biggest gushes of cum in noisy gulps, giving quite pleased little moans herself, making quite a show of it as he spent his first load inside her. She kept him down her throat for most of it, before pulling him out and accepting his final big, and then sequentially smaller, squirts into her mouth, with even them giving her a nice mouthful. She waited for him to stop spurting and dry-pulsing, then pulled off his softening member and swished the tail end of his load in her mouth, savoring the colt's first, thick ejaculation. 


"Hey, look," Rainbow said, nudging Rumble, who looked dazedly where she was pointing her hoof. As he looked, Fleet grinned before opening her mouth and showing him just what he'd given her. Rumble's eyes widened a bit at the sight of his thick, off-white semen contrasting with the pink of her tongue. She waggled her cum-covered tongue at him, before both mares suddenly kissed again. It was a deep kiss, both mares moaning as they got into it. Rumble meanwhile realized, watching in awe, that they were making out with his cum swapping between their tongues. 


When they were done, their lips parted, an off-white string of saliva and cum connecting them for a moment. Both swallowed, then opened their mouths to show both were empty save for little traces.


Holy fuck, they just shared my fucking cum! 


"Heh, think he liked that? I know I did. Nice musky, sweet flavor. He's virile for sure," Fleet said, licking her lips for emphasis, "Kinda makes me wish I'd let him bust his nuts in my mouth more instead of down my throat so I had a little more to share with you."


"Yeah, but watching you gulp it down… damn that was hot! Besides, he came so much I don't think you could have even fit it all in your muzzle! Am I right, Rumble?"


Rumble waved a hoof in a circle noncommittally, still dazed from his intense orgasm. He was still coming to grips with the fact that he'd just nutted hard in a Wonderbolt mare's throat and mouth, she'd swapped it with her marefriend, and they'd liked its taste!


"Now, how 'bout you help me outta this suit. After that, I feel hotter than I already was. I want you to fuck me so bad it hurts..." Fleet said, panting slightly now.


"Um...alright," Rumble said, getting up on wobbly hooves, his mind still swimming from his climactic hormone cocktail.


Taking the zipper of her suit into his mouth, Rumble slowly drew it down, revealing her chest's fluffy fur tuft, then going lower, pausing only to plant a kiss of thanks on her neck. 


Fleet moaned at the surprise kiss, "Hmm, off to a good start…" she said, feeling as the zipper trailed ever lower. As it finally reached her crotch, Rumble got another muzzleful of mare musk, his stallionhood already emerging again. Fleet moaned at the vibrations so near her sensitive bud, before she removed it the rest of the way herself. Rumble looked her over as she stood there naked, finding she was just as attractive as always, her arctic blue fur complimenting the light maroon of her marehood as she turned and flagged to him. 


Holy...she's presenting to me! What do I do now?


"Hmm, enjoying the sights?" Fleet asked, smirking knowingly, "Let's get Rainbow's suit off first and see if you like the 'sights' she's got to offer too. Plus, she's looking pretty hot in that suit, and not just the sexy kinda hot."


Rumble nodded, seeing Rainbow's face indeed looked quite flushed, her eyes alternating between Fleetfoot's and Rumble's toned bodies. As she saw the latter's member hanging loose from his sheath again, she grinned. "Huh, guess that potion works pretty good, huh Rumble? Already raring to go again, aren't ya?" Rainbow asked, getting a little nod from him, "Yeah, I’m gonna have fun with that later, but Fleet gets first dibs. Now, c'mon, this suit's hard to get out of alone."


For the second time, Rumble gripped a suit's zipper in his teeth, but not before giving Rainbow a little kiss on the throat too, getting a surprised gasp from her as he did. He then proceeded to unzip the flight outfit, revealing her cerulean coat, as a moan perked his ears. It wasn't Rainbow's moan though, nor Fleet's, but instead as he looked to its source, he found the firey mane of Spitfire pressed into the bench across from them, her face twisted in pleasure. As he looked down, he saw that Soarin's muzzle was between her widely spread stifles, lapping away on her exposed, deep orange marehood.


Rumble looked away with a blush despite the urge to keep watching, instead looking to Rainbow. As he reached her crotch, he gave her marehood a little lick, getting a surprised yelp from her and quickly shrinking away from such a reaction. "Ah, hey! Not that that didn't feel good, but save it for later, Romeo. You're gonna need all your strength for Fleet first, then worry about me. She's in heat, I'm not...yet," Rainbow said as the suit was fully unzipped, squirming her way out of it and leaving her bare form exposed to Rumble once more. "In a few days though…"


"Ruuuumble~!" Fleet called out in a sing-song tone, the named looking over and seeing her now lay on her back on the bench, her tail over the side and light-maroon marehood exposed to him. That sight, if nothing else, brought him to full hardness instantly, as he approached the beautiful mare before him. "How about we start with you paying me back for earlier? You eat me out, I'll eat Rainbow out, and we'll see what happens from there."
> Chapter Five: Fleet's Turn
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Oh buck, I don't know how to do that for a mare!


"O-OK..." Rumble said, seeing Fleet's glistening lower lips wink to him, showing him a flash of her deep-pink inner flesh and earning a throb from his cock, "...um, how?"


"Well," Rainbow said, "first you stick your tongue out, then you lick her pussy. Lick around the outside for a while, lick her clit a bit, but don't focus on it at first. Keep things varied. Keep changing it up. Keep her on edge for what the next lick or suckle will be and where."


"Mmm, you telling him your whole oral routine with me?" Fleet asked with a chuckle, getting a roll of the eyes from the prism-maned mare.


"So anyways, when she says she's ready, push your tongue inside her. Twist your tongue, wiggle it around, sometimes pull out and lick over her lips and clit," Rainbow said, then got a devious grin, "Then, when you wanna set her over, curve your tongue up and find this really awesome part on the bottom of her insides, above where her clit is and about two inches in. It'll feel spongier on your tongue, and that's her G-spot. It'll make her squirt super hard if you keep licking there! I made her cum three times in a chain once last time she was in heat! I just kept licking there, and she just kept squirting and squeezing!"


So two inches in, and lick her...keep...but only after...


"You braggart," Fleet teased, whipping her tail up and flicking Rainbow's nose, making the latter sneeze. She then looked over to Rumble, who was clearly struggling to internalize all of the info he had just had dumped on him, "Rumble, hun, just do whatever and I'm sure I'll like it. I'm so sensitive and needy right now that I think pretty much anything will set me over within a couple minutes."


I don't know if that makes me feel better or worse...I guess thank Celestia for small blessings.


"O-OK..." Rumble said, getting into position behind Fleet, while Rainbow climbed over and straddled her muzzle. As he looked at the softly-parted marehood before him, he realized that this was only the second time he had ever come this close to a mare's crotch before, and both were within the past few days. It looked so much more beautiful, and smelled so much stronger, with his muzzle so close to it. He felt the urge to take a taste. Sticking out his tongue, Rumble took a long lick from just before where his tongue would have met her ponut, following her slit all the way down until it landed on the lower slope of Fleet's pussy.


The moan he heard from her only assured him that a second lick was in order. "So, how's she taste, stud?" Rainbow asked, getting a prime view of Rumble licking her marefriend's slit. 


As he considered her question, Rumble found that the flavor wasn't really something he could describe well, mostly just tasting more strongly like how it smelled, as well as having a gentle salty and musky undertone, something he could only describe as 'mare in heat'. It certainly wasn't by any means bad, though, and he found himself wanting to take another lick. "She tastes really...good!" Rumble replied, getting a knowing look from Rainbow.


"Yeah, I'm sure she smells and tastes great to a stallion, especially right now when she's deep in her heat. Well, drink up. I'm sure you won't be hearing any complaints from her-ah!" Rainbow said, being interrupted by a burst of pleasure as Fleet chose that moment to start eating her out. Rainbow felt that warm, strong, and quite familiar tongue part her puffy lower lips, the slippery muscle swiftly delving deep into her honeypot.


Rumble heard Rainbow moan, but his only focus right then was the leaking, slowly winking pussy in front of him. Trying to remember what Rainbow had told him before, Rumble gave another long lick from just short of her anus all the way down to her clit's hood...before feeling as it suddenly winked against his tongue. 


As he felt Fleet’s pleasure nub pressing against his tongue, Rumble couldn't help but notice how it was heart-shaped, also noticing as she let out a very deep moan as her hind legs tensed up. That moan lead to one from Rainbow too, her whole crotch vibrating from it. "W-whoa Rumble, whatever you're doing, keep it up! I think somepony's excited!" Rainbow said, as Fleet's tongue was hitting seemingly every sensitive point inside her all at once while the thick base of her tongue pressed into her clit.


Rumble did as he was told, this time focusing his tongue's tip on her clit, digging between her folds a bit to find where it'd retreated. When he found it, he was rewarded on contact by Fleet jerking her hips towards him, her clit winking out, and her moaning again into Rainbow. Rainbow in turn moaned deeply as Fleet's tongue thrashed inside her, the hot breaths from Fleet’s nose washing over her whole crotch, "H-holy Celestia's tits, she's never been this worked up before..." Rainbow said, watching as Rumble kept licking her, "...I think your tongue's magic, kid. Pretty sure she wants that magic tongue inside her now, huh hun?"


A quick chain of eager nods from Fleet.


Wow, Fleet's really liking this! I wonder if she'll like it when...


Rumble slid his tongue past her lubricant-weakened vulvar lips, sliding into her slick, smooth entrance. Fleet tensed up as he did so, letting out little shuddering breaths and a whimper from her nose at the sensations, her slit giving another long wink. She squirmed as she tried to cope with the new, smaller tongue lapping away at her insides, before Rainbow squirmed and reminded her where her tongue was, prompting her to shift focus back to eating her marefriend out. 


Rumble, meanwhile, let his tongue slide deeper and deeper into the fertile mare's canal, finding her flavor was far stronger inside, and also far more desirable. It also grew much warmer the further her went, and the texture changed from completely smooth to having slight ridges, as well as her walls occasionally squeezing down on his tongue and seemingly trying to get him deeper.


Oh yeah, she likes that! But I know I can do better. So let's see...two inches in, up towards her pubic bone...


When Fleet let out a muffled scream into Rainbow's pussy, Rumble almost feared he'd hurt her, but the rapid flurry of winks from her clit and her tight squeezes down on his tongue seemed to disprove that. When he licked there again, her whole body trembled. It indeed felt different than the rest of her passage; it felt softer and spongy, as Rainbow had told him it would.

Wow, so this is her G-spot...


"Ooooh, seems like you found her sweet spot..." Rainbow said, letting out a shuddering breath of her own as Fleet had found her own G-spot and started digging her tongue-tip into it rapidly, "...hah-l-lick nice and firm into it...she'll cum in no time."


Rumble did as instructed, once more pressing his tongue's end into the spot that seemingly elicited such pleasure for her. As he did, Fleet was in heaven, intense pleasure rolling through her each time he dug into that wonderful place. She meanwhile went to town on Rainbow's own pussy, targeting all the areas she'd learned her marefriend loved.


"Hah-just keep thr-rusting your tongue in and out...hitting that spot..." Rumble heard Rainbow say, but he couldn't tell if she was talking to him or Fleet, watching as Rainbow started to grind her crotch into her marefriend's muzzle, seeing her pink clit winking out from her swollen deep-purple vulvae. "...h-halmost..."


Feeling Fleet tensing up again, as well as finding she'd gotten even wetter somehow, Rumble felt as she jerked her hips and her inner muscles went crazy as she screamed her pleasure into Rainbow’s pussy. Her inner walls started intensely squeezing his tongue as a virtual deluge of fluids splashed against his muzzle, throat, and chest while his tongue was trapped in her rhythmically-kneading, winking orifice while she seemingly—


Holy buck, I just made her cum!


Fleet raggedly gasped into her fillyfriend's marehood as her back legs trembled, her hips twitching as she rode out the most intense orgasm she'd had in quite a while. Her muscles just seemed to keep squeezing and squeezing, her clit winking, and her whole body feeling tingly. Her heat calmed some as she climaxed, that nagging, burning itch now fading slightly as she at last got some relief.


Eventually, Rumble felt as Fleet’s squeezes and grinds calmed down, his muzzle now covered in her pleasantly pungent scent. Reluctantly, he slid his tongue from within her, getting a final wink from her slit as a small dollop of his saliva and her cum dripped from her and to the floor.


"Holy buck, you made her squirt hard, didn't you? You're soaked!" Rainbow said distractedly, still having a tongue within her, and now thrusting into her with much gusto now that its owner had some semblance of sentience back. "F-Fleet, getting...so close..."


Rumble watched as Rainbow's expression changed into an intense grimace a few seconds later, before her hips once more became quite animated as she ground into her marefriend's muzzle in quick, deep motions as she came. Her fluids splashed out onto Fleet's face, and Rumble could see her clit winking rapidly. A few seconds later, her expression softened and her head eased back, her tongue hanging out, letting out a deep, contented sigh. "Whoo...that was a good one. Hah, thanks love," Rainbow said as she climbed off Fleet's muzzle, then turned and quickly met lips with her, tasting herself in her mare's mouth.


Rumble almost felt like a third wheel as he watched the two mares before him passionately make out, almost longing to join them, but still lacking the confidence to be so forward. Still, the flavor of a fecund mare on his tongue, the scent of her heat permeated into his fur now, and the sight of two sexy mares making out in front of him did little to curb his once-more growing desires.


"Hah. Wow...been awhile since I've cum that hard..." Fleet finally said after ending their kiss, her afterglow finally fading, "...thanks Rumble, that was perfect."


"Yeah, she hasn't squirted that fast in a long time.”


"Oh, well, glad I was good..." Rumble said, feeling a primal satisfaction for pleasuring a mare so well, and so quickly too. "...so, um, is that all?"


"Hah! No!" Fleet said, looking underneath Rumble and seeing he was once more at full erection, "You telling me you wanna be done with me that fast?"


"No! No, not at all! I just...I thought..." Rumble said, doubt still creeping in.


"So, you ready to fuck me for real now? I dunno how long that orgasm's gonna last me without some stallion cum following it."


Rumble's instincts were screaming at him to go, to mount this mare asking for him and claim her womb for his foal, but he still felt hesitant. Still, muscling through that lingering doubt, Rumble nodded. "Y-yeah, I...um...how, um...did you wanna do this?" Rumble asked meekly, stumbling over his words, before Fleet pulled a thoughtful expression.


"Hmmm...since it's your first time, why don't you choose?" Fleet asked, adapting a smoldering gaze once more, "How do you wanna fuck me, Ruuuumble?"


Hearing those words sent a pleasant tingle down Rumble's spine, the way she drew out his name, the way she spoke so needily striking something primal within him. As he saw her still laying on the bench on her back, hind legs spread and tail lazily swishing underneath it, exposing her slick, still-swollen folds to him, Rumble knew that was perfect. "How about just like you are now, on your back?" Rumble asked, getting a quick nod from Fleet.


"Well, if this is how you want your first time," Fleet said, spreading her hind legs more, before then using her wings’ pinion feathers to gently spread her flower open, showing her deep-pink entrance in full. Taking the opportunity wink her clit lewdly at Rumble, Fleetfoot nodded, "then who am I to deny you it? Come get me, stud."
> Chapter Six: Rumble's First Mare
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

OK, Rumble, showtime! Get over there and show these mares what you can do!

Rumble looked at Fleetfoot, lying on her back on the bench in front of him, legs spread, tail aside, her estrus-swollen, deep-purple vulva exposed for his viewing. Her lower lips were slightly parted, showing a sliver of her deep-pink insides. The sight only made him that much more aroused as he remembered making her squirt for him just minutes ago, her fertile flavor still on his lips and tongue. "Come mount me, my handsome stallion," Fleet said, and Rumble jumped at the opportunity – rather literally.

Rumble, unable to restrain his desires any longer, cock hard as a rock beneath him once more, practically lunged at Fleet, mounting her over the bench. "UH! Woo, easy there my eager stud..." Fleet said with a grunt as his weight landed so suddenly atop her, then followed with a chuckle.

As he got on top of Fleet, maybe a little too quickly he realized, Rumble felt as his chest ground against hers, sending a thrill up his spine. As his shaft slid up to her rear, he grunted as his hips bucked slightly on reflex...and slid between her legs and along her belly instead, his flare ending at the top of her belly as he 'hilted'.

"A little lower, lover-boy."

Another hump, this one veering off and slipping along her left stifle. 

"Try again, aaaalmost got it."

Rumble was mortified, getting more frustrated each time he missed.

“AH! That was my asshole! Maybe we can try anal another day, but for now I need you in my pussy! Aim up a bit, sexy.”

Screwing it up this badly before you're even inside her, huh...?

Rumble took took a deep, fortifying breath and focused, pushing his negative thoughts aside and letting his instincts guide him. He felt a thrill go through him and heard a gasp from Fleet, his flare tapping against her clit's cleft and prompted a wink from it too. "Hah...wow..." Fleet said, already feeling a little lightheaded from the male musk around her, as well as the feeling of a stallion atop her and his cock now at her slit, "...ya finally found it."

Rumble, meanwhile, was more than a bit more nervous now as he slid his hips down a bit more, his flare pressed flush to her vulva. The nearly scalding warmth washing over his tip was mind-blowing already, like when she'd kissed it with her mouth, but times a thousand. Now, though, an entirely different set of lips was giving his flare kisses, her clit winking against it.

Will...will it even fit?

Of course it'll fit, idiot. Foals come out of there too, and they're a lot bigger than your cock!

But what if I hurt her?!

You won't. She's in heat, her muscles in there are completely ready to bring a stallion in, and she's SOAKED. Feel how wet her pussy is!? Just go slow at first and she'll be fine!

But what if...

Despite his breeding instinct telling him to push his hips forward, Rumble was frozen, once more overtaken by his doubts.

I can't do this, I can't do this! Gotta get off her!

Rumble nearly dismounted as he jerked his hips and slid from his target again, but as he looked down, seeing Fleetfoot's calm, pleasured expression and lidded eyes as she looked at him expectantly, he relaxed a bit.

Yes you can! C'mon Rumble, she's waiting for you! She's waiting for her stallion to satisfy her. Are you a stallion, or are you a scared little colt?

"C'mon Rumble, I'm reeeady~," Fleet said in a playful singsong, realizing as he had tensed, hoping to coax the stage-frightened colt atop her into action, "Make me your mare."

Go, go! Find her pussy again and press your cock into her! It's not that hard!

"Just follow your instincts. Fuck me hard, Rumble."

NOW! FUCK HER!

"O~OK..." Rumble said with a slight voice crack, butterflies dancing freely in his stomach as he was now on the precipice of breeding his first mare. Slowly, he realigned their nether regions, his rod pressed softly at her swollen entrance, then just as slowly pressed his hips forwards as his primal mind was screaming at him to do.

Rumble's thoughts blanked as he pressed against her vulva and felt her lips part as she winked, naturally inviting him inside. He let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding as his very tip pressed just inside her, slipping just past her entrance.

Good...just keep going...

With another slight application of pressure, Rumble's flare popped inside Fleet's wet entrance with no resistance, sliding in effortlessly.

W-whoa...

Rumble felt warmth all over his flare, the sides of Fleet's marehood winking and hugging down on him gently, as though coaxing more of him into her. As he pressed his hips forward more on instinct, more of him was taken into her depths as Fleet winked again, her slick wetness welcoming him in as her powerful inner muscles practically pulled him deeper. 

"Mmmm-fuck yeah...that's what I need..." Fleet said in a throaty moan. She groaned softly as she felt him enter her, then feed inch after inch inside her, her passage more than lubricated enough to let him enter her receptive body. She felt Rumble's cock filling her more as he kept pressing in, keeping up her soft clenches as she was penetrated.

Rumble was almost amazed as she just kept parting and spreading more for him inside, the heat and clenching tightness around his most sensitive part beyond anything he'd felt before, every inch of his cock within her surrounded and stimulated. The little ribs along her passage felt perfect as they rubbed against his shaft, that sensation telling him he was right where he needed to be to properly breed his mare.

Wow, and I thought her mouth felt good.

Fleet leaned her head back, her eyes closing for a moment at just how great being filled up by her young stallion felt, and how that sensation was absolutely perfect. Their eyes met again as he slid more and more into her. "Mmm...so that's what it's like popping a colt's cherry..." Fleetfoot mused, before sighing as his medial ring slid in, rubbing her clit as it passed, their eyes never parting, "...feels pretty good, huh?"

"H-hah...yeah....holy hay do you feel great..." Rumble said, if barely, his mind going fuzzy from all the pheromones and pleasure hormones going through his brain.

Finally, after nearly a minute, Rumble had finally hilted Fleet, his seemingly perfect-sized member pressing gently against her cervix as his balls pressed to her ass. "Peeeerfect~!" Fleet cooed, rubbing noses with him as they simply savored that first penetration.

Rumble felt some pride at that: he was balls-deep in the warmth of his partner, and his length twitched with satisfaction as he reached her very core, feeling something far inside her pressing to his flare.

Wow, guess I'm not so little after all...

"Well then, you made it as far into me as you can go. Now fuck me."

Nodding, Rumble pulled out until only his flare remained inside her, instantly feeling an intense desire to push back in. When he did, it felt just as good as the first time he'd entered her. "Hah....do all mares feel this good inside?" Rumble asked, prompting a chuckle from Fleet as he began to thrust into her slowly, sloppily. He didn't pull too far out, intending to test the waters first, but jerkily sheathing into her fully each time, feeling her inmost ring smoosh against his flare when he hilted.

"Hmm, I wouldn't know...but I do pelvic exercises to be nice and strong in there for hung stallions like you...so I probably feel at least a little better when it comes to squeezing you," Fleet said as she quickly clenched down on him, getting a gasp and forward jerk of the hips from Rumble in response. 

Fleetfoot was feeling much more relaxed now that she finally had a stallion inside her. Sure, Rainbow's tongue and their toys were nice, but nothing could really compare to the flesh and blood stallionhood now spreading her apart, quenching her heat. She felt spread out just right, not an ounce of pain or discomfort to be felt, and she felt Rumble going quite far into her too. He was pressing against that innermost spot that Soarin and Thunderlane had reached too, a pleasant flutter going through her each time he pressed his flat tip to her furthest wall. "Wow, fuck are you deep in me. Feels like you're behind my damn belly button."

"I-is that bad? Do I need to pull out some? I'm not hurting you, right?" Rumble asked in a worried flurry, only getting a little chuckle in return.

"Mm-mm...feels great when a stallion gets that far inside me..." Fleet cooed, looking right into Rumble's eyes as he slowly humped, bottoming out inside her and sending her stomach aflutter each time he bumped her depths. She squirmed a bit as she felt him start to thrust more quickly, more confidently and smoothly, giving a soft moan as she squeezed down on him inside her, her clit winking out just in time for his medial ring to brush against it directly on an in-thrust. 

She loved how deep he stayed inside her, making her feel so contentedly full. She loved how he'd nibble on her ears, adding an extra pleasurable tingle down her spine when he did. "So, so perfect..." Fleet repeated as she wrapped her forehooves around his crest, pulling Rumble down to her as she hugged him, "...you're doing such a good job, Ruuumble~!"

"N-not as perfect as you feel, Fleeeet~!" Rumble insisted as he gave a quick succession of thrusts for just a few seconds, exploring how she'd react and if he'd like it. Feeling Fleet's vaginal walls closing in around his rod and a moan from her vibrating his chest, he couldn't help but really love the added intensity himself, then keeping the faster pace.

See? Was it really worth getting so worked up over something that feel this good? Fleetfoot seems to really love it too.

Sure enough, Fleetfoot held an intense expression, her eyebrows knitted, ears folded back, lips slightly pursed and head tilted back, but Rumble could tell it wasn't one of pain. Instead, she was intensely focused on what she felt as Rumble spread her again and again, the relief of having a stallion humping into her when she was so sensitive like this completely indescribable.

"So, how's he feel?"

Fleet jumped a bit and her eyes popped open as she heard Rainbow's voice, having gotten so into the sensations of being fucked that she'd completely forgotten her marefriend was even there. "O-oh...he's good…" Fleet slurred out, sounding like she'd had a pint too many at the bar.

"Hah! He must be good to be making you sound all loopy like that!" Rainbow quipped, but Fleet was feeling too good to care about how dopey she clearly looked and sounded.

"D-don't listen to her," Rumble said, seeing Fleet look dazedly to him as he kept up his hips' movements, "I've never seen a mare look as beautiful as you do now."

"Do you really mean that, or are you just saying that cuz you're balls deep inside her right now?" Rainbow said, a teasing grin on her face.

"N-no, really. You're beautiful, Fleetfoot, and even more so when I get to see you like this. When I...w-when I get to make you feel like this," Rumble said, feeling another strong tingle of pleasure roll through him as her passage rippled around him while he was hilted.

"Aw, stallions get so romantic when they're inside a mare," Rainbow said, smiling, "It's kinda cute."

At a very loud moan, Rumble looked up from Fleetfoot's face and noticed that his brother Thunderlane was within feet of him, mounted on Misty's back and thrusting into her fervently, the couple clearly nearing their own finish lines. He could hear moans coming from the showers as the other members of the team were getting relief of their own together too undoubtedly. 

Another cry of passion drew his attention, with Rumble then looking over to the other bench, finding that Soarin was mounted on Spitfire pony-style over the bench, pounding into her pussy as hard as Rumble was Fleet's, clearly nearing his orgasm. Judging by the blissed-out expression and random twitches from Spitfire, she'd already met her own.

Hump, hump, hump, Rumble thrust into Fleetfoot, watching all the other ponies pleasuring and being pleasured by each other. Feeling a rising tingle along his spine and pressure growing in his pelvis; all this stimulation was finally taking its toll on him, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer.

Rumble watched as his brother's hips hitched hard and he stopped hilted in Misty, getting quite a deep, pleasured groan from her and hearing a soft breeding whinny from his brother. He got a good view of his balls pulling up and twitching as his tail started flagging slightly in a rhythmic motion, knowing that with each bob of his tail, his brother was cumming another squirt into Misty’s depths. "Oh f-fuck, it's so warm...so m-much...gonna m-make me...c-cumming..." Rumble heard Misty exclaim, only for his brother's dick to keep pumping, filling his marefriend up well as she started trembling and squirting too.

Holy shit, I just watched my brother cream in his marefriend's pussy and make her cum from it! I...I wanna feel that too. I wanna make Fleet cum with me.

"Mmm, yes, keep going!" Fleet huffed out, bringing Rumble's attention back to her. Her head was feeling light now, her canal purring with sensations. It felt right to be beneath him like that, a mare being bred by her stallion, nothing more to worry about than lying there and letting him cum in her like a good little filly. "Yes, yes, keep going, just like that...by the Moon do you know how to fuck a mare..."

As his pleasure grew, Rumble's pace got rougher and the claps of his balls against Fleet's stifles got firmer, his body laying on top of hers as he humped away, hips moving fast as he fucked her like a mare in heat should be fucked. He could already feel his second load welling up inside him, his pleasure increasing, and knew that meant he was getting close. He fought that feeling, wanting to hear more of her moans and praise, just wanting to feel as if he did an adequate job pleasuring his mare for his first time. Boldly, he nipped gently on her throat, getting a soft gasp from her in return.

“F-faster, fuck me faster!” Fleet demanded, and as she spread her legs more and gave Rumble more access, he only too gladly complied. Fleet moaned to the heavens as his angle changed a bit, feeling as his medial ring now rapidly pass over her winking clit, his growing flare's ridges pressing into her G-spot. “T-that! Just like that! Oh f-fuck yes! R-Rumble...you’re...it's like...y-you're fucking me like a feral stallion!" Fleet moaned out, making Rumble wince.

Did...did I take it too far? Did I hurt her?

"S-still OK?"

"Yes! Yes!" Fleet responded, feeling Rumble starting to get bigger in her, that extra little stretch deep within her telling her he was flaring; that he was getting ready to fill her up.

"Holy fuck, I can see him flaring in you! Look!" Rainbow exclaimed, and when Fleet looked down, she could indeed see a small, long bulge going a third of the way up her abdomen and ending with a larger one, sliding in and out with each hump he gave her. That sight set her lust ablaze, her own hips starting to quiver as she came to the precipice of bliss.

"C-cum in me..." Fleet panted, looking up at Rumble with pleading eyes. 

"A-are you sure?" Rumble responded, and though he wanted nothing more than to hold deep as he emptied his balls into her, he worried it was just her heat talking.

"I...I don't know if I can t-take another orgasm without a s-stallion's s-spunk in me...the last one made my n-need for a f-filling even worse. P-please, Rumble, c-cum in me," Fleet said, and the desperation in her voice and the tension in her pussy, and whole body for that matter, told Rumble he was running out of time.

Looking to Rainbow as though to get permission, she nodded with a grin. "Yeah, go ahead, stud. Give her a nice big creampie and sooth her heat, but you better have enough left for me!" Rainbow said with a smirk, "Now show me how good you can fill her up."

At her demand, Rumble slammed harder into Fleet than ever before, a completely different pleasure surging through him as he took her so ferally. He'd never felt quite like this before, wondering what had overtaken him as he humped Fleetfoot like a rabbit buck in rut breeding his doe. 

Fleet didn't mind the hard rutting at all, groaning as Rumble bit her ear softly in response to her back arching. A tremble went through her as she involuntarily stiffened up in response, her back legs spreading just a bit more on reflex, with him nipping her neck next. 

Rumble leaned over her more, humping so only an inch of him left her each time, his ring constantly rubbing over that lovely bundle of nerves inside her with each. Fleet kept giving soft, quiet moans as he fucked her hard, trying to reach his own end before she did. She gave a soft cry as his teeth found her wing again and gently nibbled on it, her eyes fluttering shut after holding his gaze for so long.

Come on Rumble, cum! Cum in her! She wants you to, do it!

Fleet felt the pressure building in her body, feeling Rumble's flare getting bigger still within her as her passage started to squeeze more frequently, her inner walls flushing with blood and tightening to keep him within her for his penultimate moment, her body demanding his cum in her. She kept rocking her hips back into his thrusts desperately, her clit winking every second and mashing against his sheath with each thrust in, "...I'm so...close. M-make me...c-cum Rumble, cum in m-me...please."

Before he could stroke himself to his finish inside her, Rumble heard a cry of pleasure from Fleetfoot as he humped in hard one last time, feeling her hind legs lock around his croup, stilling his thrusts and forcing him to stay hilted in her. Watching her eyes roll back before they closed, he could feel her trembling beneath him, almost like she was having a seizure, and that was to say nothing of what her pussy was doing. He felt as her insides went crazy on his cock, rippling tightly from its base to swollen flare, holding him in place as it milked him and squirted her marecum all over his balls.

Rumble felt his own finish approaching as his broodmare's pussy was kneading him for his load...but he just couldn't get over his precipice, feeling his climax fading back again. Perhaps it was his nagging fear of getting her pregnant despite what his brother had said, the potion boosting his longevity during sex, or the fact that he may indeed have an earth pony in his bloodline, but his endurance held even through Fleetfoot's rather long orgasm. 

Rumble felt as Fleet’s contractions gradually slowed, felt her panting her hot breath on his neck as she recovered nearly a minute later, her inner hugs on his stallionhood now slowed to a rippling instead of outright grasping him. He felt her giving little kisses of gratitude on his neck, her legs loosing their lock from around his rump, though she was quite happy when his still-hard cock stayed nestled between her hips.

"Wow, damn, haven't seen her cum that hard from a cock in a while," Rainbow said, having watched and rubbed herself throughout, quite impressed with how he'd performed for Fleet. As she noticed a distinct lack of stallion cum when Rumble soon pulled out with a moan from him and wanting whimper from her, and the fact he was still completely erect, her eyes went wide. "Holy buck! You still didn't cum? You sure you're not just an earth pony with wings?!"

"N-no...I don't know why I..." Rumble started, dismounting Fleet and standing to the side with a sharp exhale, "...didn't yet, but—" Rumble gave only a grunt after that as he found himself bowled over and forcefully pressed onto the bench seconds later, a nearly manic-looking Fleetfoot looming over him as he took her previous position on his back.

"You're gonna c-cum in me, or I'm gonna ride you until my heat's over, whichever happens first!" Fleetfoot snarled ferally, before climbing over Rumble and lining them up again griffin-style. Judging by her expression and frazzled mane, he was inclined to believe she really would ride him for a week or two straight if he somehow didn’t cum in her. Not that he minded going again, of course.

"O-OK, go ahead. You can...ride me," Rumble said, hoping maybe she could make him cum this time.

"Whoa, never seen her get like that before, heat or not..." Rainbow said, her tone a bit jealous. Seeing what he'd done to her usually cool-headed marefriend only made her rub herself that much harder, warming herself up for her turn with him.

Using her forehooves on Rumble's chest for balance, Fleetfoot used a wing to line Rumble's tip up with her pussy as she squatted over him, before pressing her hips back. Letting out a lewd moan, Fleet felt as Rumble's still-swollen flare popped into her again, his thick member spreading her walls as she sunk herself onto him. As soon as he'd bottomed out again, she pulled right back up, wasting no time in ramming her hips down to meet his again.

Rumble knew he wouldn't last long now as Fleet bottomed out for the fifth time. He was already feeling the distinct pulsations and tightening in his pelvis, like a guitar string being wound tighter and tighter, and he knew it wouldn't be long before the string broke and he finally finished.

Rumble watched as Fleet rode him, able to see every part of her from this position; watching her swollen, soaked pussy swallowing each inch of his stallionhood, her lips pressing to his sheath with each drop, the slight bulge his cock made in her, and the slightly larger one his flare left as he simultaneously felt it drag through her, her blissed out expression as she rode him like a griffoness seeking a clutch of fertilized eggs from an unwilling tom. 

Rumble reached up a hoof and softly pressed it to her belly, able to feel his cock moving through her flesh, that sensation of feeling his hoof on his own member while it was still inside her both incredibly arousing and fascinating. 

"C'mon...c'mon..." Fleet said impatiently, completely lost to her instincts, wanting nothing more than to feel this stallion's hot load flooding her womb. Each second without his cum inside her was nearly torture, her lower belly an inferno like she'd never felt before with another stallion, and she knew that his load spurting inside her was the only cure.

Rumble focused on how good her hot pussy felt squeezing around him as she jackhammered herself on him, following her motions as they humped and ground into each other. He could swear she’d gotten even warmer inside somehow as he wrapped his hooves around the curves of her stifles, giving him more leverage to pull her deeper onto him. He thrust upwards as she dropped down, once more losing himself to the feelings of her tightness and warmth surrounding him. He felt the inevitable on the brink. 

After nearly a minute of her riding him and him thrusting up into her, Rumble felt a tightening in his pelvis, a further swelling of his flare, and stiffening of his cock that told him he'd just passed the point of no return. 

OH FUCK YES!

"Yes, YES! Rainbow, he's..." Fleet said as she felt him fully flare and stiffen, pulsing hard inside her, before she too tensed up when she felt him throb. Rumble's cock exploded like he'd never cum before in his life. Huge, powerful bursts of virile semen blasted into Fleetfoot’s fertile insides as he jerked his hips up forcefully while she leaned back and balanced to be nearly upright, pushing down on him as hard as she could, putting her full weight on him and forcing him deeper still. Both trembled with the force of their releases, and Rumble felt as Fleet's new position and gravity pressed his flare past her relaxed cervix as he started coating her womb in cum.

“...OH GOOOOOOODS!”

Rumble had never felt such pleasure, his mind blank save for the feelings of Fleetfoot's walls rippling over him, her inmost wall bypassed by his swollen flare, and the involuntary pulsation in his pelvis. It felt like her canal was suckling him as he just pulsed and pulsed inside her, feeling a new tightness behind his flare. It was rapture as he grasped her hips and held them to his with all his might. He held her in place as he unloaded into her, hugging her around her middle and burying his muzzle into her chest as he gave her all he had, and as far into her as he could. 

Fleet, meanwhile, felt Rumble's flare spread something even deeper inside her, and that sensation of a stallion bypassing her deepest barrier triggered another intense orgasm for her. She felt as ribbons of Rumble's warm, thick, life-giving cum washed into her furthest depths, with both ponies grinding their crotches as tightly to the other's as they could. 

Fleet's pussy did its best to claim everything it could from him after being denied it for so long, clenching and clutching Rumble's pulsing stallionhood with each warm squirt he'd give her, sending her to a place of pleasure she'd never been before. She'd never felt as complete as she did then, as pump after pump of his seed whitewashed her womb, his throbbing cock cooling her heat in the way only a proper breeding could.

Even after he stopped pumping cum into her, even after he stopped dry-pulsing, even when she finally stopped squeezing on him, Fleet still held Rumble deep inside her. She loved the feeling of his huge flare keeping all of his spunk dammed deep within her furthest parts, knowing it was likely sealing her cervix from the inside with how far she felt that swollen tip and pleasant pressure inside her. She could feel her womb gently swollen with the sheer quantity he’d put inside it, making her more than a little impressed by his output.

As she rested with the young stallion, Fleet felt a profound satisfaction, one she’d not had until that moment; not even when Rainbow had finished her half a dozen times in a row, not even when Soarin had cum inside her during a previous heat and yet it had still persisted after. Her estrus was completely and utterly done. She felt not a flicker of the burning of before, not a twinge of want or itch of need; just a satisfying, filling warmth radiating from her core, right where Rumble had left it.

Fleet sighed happily, her mind completely clear of her breeding urges for the first time since her heat had started days ago. She found herself smiling at that utterly relieved and soothed sensation in her lower belly, it feeling as though somepony put aloe vera cream on a bad burn deep inside of her. 

She soon collapsed onto Rumble as they panted together in their afterglow, pulling his flare from her cervix, but still feeling it completely hard just outside of it as her muscles flittered over his mating plug, and for the moment she knew elysium. “H-hah...y’did good kid…s-sooo good...” Fleet mumbled weakly as she hugged Rumble, cuddling with him, just wanting to be close to her mate after such an intense breeding session. 

“Awww...time for the aftersex snuggles! Those are almost better than the sex itself! Almost.” Rainbow gushed, honestly feeling rather emotional at the moment despite her typical tomboy facade. All while Rumble had filled her marefriend, she’d kept teasing her own arousal higher, keeping herself edged. It always felt better when she finally popped after she’d edged herself a few times, she’d found, and she was going to make the most of her first time with Rumble.

After a couple of minutes of cuddling and nuzzling each other, their hooves gently rubbing the other’s cheek or mane or back, rubbing noses more than once, Fleet finally dismounted Rumble with a displeased whimper from her as his flare deflated and her inner muscles finally relented enough for him to slide out. She gave a quiet grunt as as she felt his still-swollen flare slide from her with a loud slurp, and as it did, a virtual flood of his cum came from her, streaming down to the floor and all over his crotch and balls too. “Holy shit…” Rainbow exclaimed, “...how did you put that much in her even after cumming once already?”

“I dunno…” Rumble said as he laid on the bench, looking up at the well-fucked mare still draped upon him. As she soon got off him and let him up, he saw the river of cum still flowing from Fleet’s slit and the puddle it’d formed under the bench, and was amazed at how much he’d gushed into her...and was once more thankful she was on birth control. “...but holy shit did it feel good putting it there!”

“H-hah...I second that…” Fleet mumbled as she laid down again, squirming a bit as she rubbed a hoof over the shrinking lump Rumble had left in her, “...feels sooo good being all full of your cum like this...”

“Hah, I bet…” Rainbow said, knowing just how good it felt to take a nice big creampie deep inside her womb while in heat, and imagining it felt just as good for a stallion as he put it there.

Hearing a cry of pleasure from nearby, Rumble looked over, seeing Soarin press his hips to Spitfire's as she started trembling, seeing his balls pulsing and tail bobbing as he clearly dumped his load into her. Rumble could see him giving shallow little humps as he came, his hind legs trembling, and of course their expressions of pure bliss.

After a tense few seconds, Rumble saw a little bit of white leaking from Spitfire’s crotch to the ground, in awe as Soarin apparently overfilled her. After some cuddles, rubbing noses with each other and kissing, he dismounted his mare a minute later, and a stream equal to Rumble’s oozed from her. “Well, looks like those potions work pretty good, huh?” Rainbow asked, startling Rumble from his stupor. “Damn, glad I’m not the one cleaning the locker room after this…”

“O-oh, yeah…” Rumble said, not sure whether to laugh or be disturbed by the fact he had to help clean all this up...only then noticing how close Rainbow was to him, feeling her side brushing to his.

“I can see you’re still hard...wanna see if you can take me flying now, or you just gonna leave me hanging after fucking my marefriend?” Rainbow teased, “All that cum in her pussy, stomach, and on the floor, I’m surprised you still have any in you.”

I am too...that’s a hell of a potion!

“You don’t know how horny seeing you cream so much inside her like that made me...actually, ya know what? How about you let me show you.”

Before he could respond, Rainbow was already in front of him and out in the main room, turned around and her tail flagged aside. Rumble could indeed see how worked up she was, a thick string of her fluids drooling down to the ground, and several strings of the same attaching her swollen vulva to her tail. Rumble realized she looked as aroused as Fleet had been, and she wasn’t even in heat!

“W-wow, watching us...did that to you?” Rumble asked, unable to tear his eyes from her swollen, soaked crotch as it winked slowly, inviting him to breed her next.

“Uh-huh...told ya you’re a stud,” Rainbow said, “I watched you perform, now how about you come and stud me? I want what she had, with extra cream filling!!”
> Chapter Seven: Rainbow's Turn
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Leaving the fairly secluded bench behind, Rumble stepped out into the center of the room in pursuit of Rainbow. When he did look around, realizing that everypony could see him fully erect, his cock glistening with his cum and Fleet’s fluids, he found he didn’t really mind.

“Rumble, they’re watching~!” Rainbow teased, looking back at Rumble. She was testing him, and was pleasantly surprised as he didn’t shy away. "Don’t you wanna go back behind the lockers where they can't really see us?

With his view no longer partially obscured by lockers, Rumble could see that Thunder was having sex with High Winds, who had apparently come in from the showers a few moments ago, judging by her damp two-toned cobalt-blue mane and greyish-gold coat. Thunder was laying with his back on a towel on the floor, High Winds mounted on him griffin-style, and she was riding his brother’s dick with as much gusto as Fleet had his. He also noticed that Misty was sitting on his muzzle and, judging by her expression, he likely had his tongue doing some rather nice things inside her marehood.

Didn’t Thunder cum in her earlier? Does that mean he’s eating his own...oh wow.

He turned back to Rainbow, shaking his head. “Hey, I just saw Soarin fuck Spitfire and cum inside her, and they didn’t care. I’m watching my brother eating his own cum out of his marefriend while fucking another mare, and they don’t care. So why should I care if anypony can see me satisfy you?” Rumble asked, amazed at his own bold words even as he spoke them.

“Now you’re gettin’ it…” Rainbow said, smiling proudly, “...it’s OK to enjoy yourself with us, and it's OK to watch others enjoy themselves, too, if everypony’s OK with it. Now, c’mon. Put it in me. I was keeping it nice and warm for ya while you filled Fleet up.”

Deciding to have a taste before he mounted her, Rumble stuck his muzzle under her flagged tail, licking along her slit and getting quite a mouthful of her arousal. He found her pussy tasted much like it smelled – dewy, with a hint of watermelon, as well as slightly salty and musky – but lacked that distinctly intense, deeply musky undertone of a mare in heat that Fleet’s did. Overall, he had to say he liked it, if not quite as much as a fertile mare’s flavor.

“C’mon, Rumble, you got your taste, now quit teasing…” Rainbow whined, winking her clit to the rebellious stallion and swaying her hips, “...I want you to—OOF.”

Instead of letting Rainbow finish her sentence, Rumble responded by rearing up and mounting her. She gave a soft grunt at the sudden weight on her back, locking her legs in place and extending her wings out for balance. “That’s it, kid...now stick it in…” Rainbow said, feeling Rumble’s flare tapping all over her rump, seeking her entrance, “...down…right…AH...riiiiight there…”

Sure enough, after only missing a couple times, Rumble’s flare pressed softly to Rainbow’s marehood, and all it would take would be a gentle thrust from either to put it in her. Moments later, Rainbow took the initiative, pressing back into him, feeling her arousal-slick lower lips easily part for him. As he felt her wink, he slid in effortlessly another couple inches, getting quite a contented groan from Rainbow as she was entered.

Wow, she may not be in heat, but damn is she tight! It almost feels like I'm in Fleet's throat again!

"G-hah, gosh you're tight..." Rumble said, getting a grin from Rainbow as she looked back at him, their hips working in tandem to draw him deeper into her slippery and pleasantly constricting depths. 

"Well, you're pretty...big...too..." Rainbow said, though Rumble could tell she wasn't complaining. Instead, it was ecstasy for Rainbow to finally feel him inside after watching him bring such pleasure to her marefriend. To finally get a feel for the cock that made Fleet cum twice already, instead having to suffice with her hoof meanwhile. 

Feeling a sudden surge of pleasure as his medial ring passed into her warmth, Rumble humped his hips forwards involuntarily, getting a soft moan from Rainbow as he felt his flare impact something. "I-is that your..." Rumble asked, feeling her squeeze down in reaction. 

"Y-yeah, you're aaaall the way in me now. I'm a bit smaller than other mares in there," Rainbow huffed as, with a couple inches still outside her, she felt Rumble's flare kiss her tightly-closed cervix. Rainbow gave a little whimper as he bumped her furthest barrier, that strange yet so instinctively right feeling of her stallion bottoming out in her sending a thrill through her. "N-nope, you're definitely not tiny at all..."

After a short time of silence, Rainbow softly squirmed this way or that, seemingly testing how moving Rumble's horsecock around in her felt. Rumble enjoyed it too, getting a feel for the tighter mare's innards squeezing so nicely around his shaft, until she finally gave a soft, and rather adorable, squeal and her hips jerked back towards him. "A-are you OK?" Rumble asked, though given the fact she'd pulled him deeper into her instead of away from her hinted at how she was feeling.

"Ohmigosh yes! As much as you're stretching me, I think your ring found my G-spot already!" Rainbow practically cheered, slowly rocking her hips, keeping his flare bumping her cervix, and his ring rubbing that bundle of nerves within her that made her see stars each time it brushed over it.

Rumble had been holding still while Rainbow was rocking on him, save the occasional involuntary twitch of his cock inside her or gentle hump when it felt too good not to, instead enjoying the slow sliding and squeezes of her tightness over him, the feeling of her clit winking slowly as he allowed her to treat him like a living dildo.

"Well, what're you waiting for, Rumble? Give it to her hard!" Fleet said, meanwhile using a dildo she'd seemingly recovered from her nearby locker and putting it to good use. She held it in her wing as she slid it into herself again while watching her marefriend getting fucked, very much liking the feeling of how the flare of it compressed Rumble's cum deeper in her while spreading her open again, giving a pleased, shuddering exhale at the feeling of a womb full of stallion cum.

"Y-yeah, fuck me! I want it hard and fast...and don't you dare even think about not cumming in me."

Rumble took the mares' words to heart. He wasn't as eager as he had been the previous times, both because Rainbow wasn’t in heat, and because he'd cum twice already. Still, the pleasure was encouragement enough for him to rock his hips, and the lust-filled sounds coming from Rainbow only encouraged him to earn more.

"Ah...Rumble, you're so fucking awesome...faster!" Rainbow huffed out as he was kissing her between her wings now, the erect limbs quivering slightly with each thrust he gave into her welcoming body. She felt so full each time he entered her, then almost cried out at the emptiness that followed, only for that hollow to so swiftly be replaced with its natural partner once more.

"T-thanks, you feel great too," Rumble gasped back, although he couldn't help but feel that was an understatement. Rainbow was squeezing down on him like a pro, her extra-tight muscles clenching with almost as much dexterity as a wing, seemingly targeting all his most sensitive parts all at once. "H-holy shit, how are you doing that?"

"Lotsa p-practice with toys. F-Fleet keeps me busy, insatiable m-minx." Rainbow said, giving an amused chuckle, and getting a huff from Fleet in return.

"You're one to talk. You're the one wanting to mount and fuck me with a strapon every night, not to mention what you do to my wings!" Fleet said with a laugh, giving a grunt as she hilted herself with the rather sizable dildo she was playing with. "Not that I'm complaining..."

Wow, I'd love to see Rainbow fucking her like that!

"H-hah, much as I make you c-cum, I d-don't think you would," Rainbow said, before giving a moan of her own as Rumble hilted himself in her again and just as quickly pulled out, only to repeat with an even deeper penetrating thrust this time, "S-speaking of making you cum, c'mere, I think I can h-help you with that." 

"Mmm, don't mind if you do," Fleet purred, getting up from the bench, dildo still hilted and clenched tightly in her marehood as she moved in front of Rainbow. Rumble watched as Rainbow took the base of the toy in her mouth, gripping it softly in her teeth as she pulled it out of her marefriend, her glistening fluids as well as a bit of his own off-white cum clinging to it.

Rumble’s next thrust drove Rainbow forwards, ramming the toy back into Fleet. Rumble couldn't believe how sexy that was, getting an overhead view as Rainbow licked away at her marefriend's vulva and clit while the toy was hilted in her. "Mmm, f-fuck me Rainbow..." Fleet moaned out, pushing her hips back as Rumble’s next thrust drove the toy into her again.

Rumble sped his pace up, getting a pleased groan from Rainbow as she arched her back and leaned back into him, taking him to her limit once more as her clit winked on his balls, pushing back as though somehow, impossibly, trying to take even more of him in.

As he kept up the pleasurable motions of rocking his hips into Rainbow, Rumble looked around the room again. His brother was mounted on High Winds' back now, thrusting away like a stallion possessed. And then their eyes met. His first instinct was to look away, but he saw a competitive glint in Thunder's eyes. He watched as he gave a rough hump into his mare, earning a long moan from High Winds, and gave Rumble a smirk.

Sensing the unspoken challenge, Rumble moved his hips so his medial ring ground over Rainbow's clit repeatedly, before eventually getting a pleasured cry from her as she shoved her hips back against him again.

Never thought watching my brother having sex would be so hot! And being watched making Rainbow moan, too...I’ve never felt this turned on before!

He watched as Rainbow slid the dong back in and out of Fleetfoot quickly, watching her wings trembling in pleasure as her marefriend pleasured her.

Deciding to up the pace again, Rumble felt his endurance beginning to falter, feeling a tightness growing in his pelvis as his throbs and spurts of precum into Rainbow's pussy grew more rapid. Judging by how often Rainbow was squeezing on him, how much wetter she was getting, how much her clit was winking and how deep she was keeping him, he figured she was getting pretty close too. 

After a dozen more thrusts, Rumble felt himself flaring up again, the pressure behind his cock becoming almost unbearable, but he held it off. Looking back to Thunderlane, he could see his eyes were closed and he was pounding away at High, clearly nearing his own point of no return. As he watched his brother's hips lurch forward one last time, seeing his head jerking back, he realized he was watching his brother cumming inside his second partner of the night.

Ah...wow, that's really...

Seeing his brother claiming another mare was too much for Rumble, his hips jerking rapidly inside Rainbow as he felt her tense up. "Oh fuck yeeees!" Rainbow yelped, before Rumble heard her cry out in pleasure as she clamped down on his rapidly and rhythmically thrusting member, as that extra stimulation sent her over. Rumble sensed his own end abruptly approaching as he felt Rainbow milking him for his load.

Oh gods she's squeezing so tight...I can't...gotta...

"R-Rainbow...I'm gonna...gotta..." Rumble said as he rammed his hips into Rainbow as hard as he could, "...f-fuck...you're..." Rumble felt the end of her passage pressed firmly to his fully-swollen flare, plugging her walls to contain his load inside her, and finally it was too much. 

"Yes-yes-yes-yes...d-do it in m-me..." Rainbow squealed.

Rumble reached down and bit Rainbow's crest as he burst inside her, feeling pump after pump of his cum washing into her womb, given how firmly he was pressed to her cervix. He felt swells of intense pleasure rush through him as he held deep in that kneading, warm mare-pussy, his cock throbbing rapidly as he shot his wad, doing his best to give his all to her too.

"O-oh s-shit...so waaaarm!" Rainbow cried out, the toy having fallen out of her mouth as Rumble started cumming inside her, her whole focus on that utterly fulfilling sensation of accomplishing her most base urges as a mare. She felt herself squeezing down involuntarily on Rumble's spurting cock from his base to his thickly-swollen flare, milking everything she could from him and feeling his thick, warm semen washing far inside her.

Rumble's hips kept gently thrusting on reflex, wanting to eek out the last of vestiges of pleasure he could as he felt himself rapidly reaching empty much faster than with Fleet, his last little spurts entering Rainbow before his final throbs were dry. His hips stilled as he rested his head on Rainbow's withers, both their chests heaving as they brought in much needed oxygen. "H-holy...shit..." Rumble huffed out when he'd recovered enough of his faculties to do so, still feeling Rainbow's passage gently rippling over him in aftershocks, "...so...so...good..."

"Mmmhm, I know I am. You weren't so bad either, stud," Rainbow said, squirming her hips, squeezing down as she enjoyed the feeling of Rumble's softening, yet still flared, cock still inside her. Her own orgasm had tapered off as his had finished, the outright grabbing contractions inside her reducing to gentle squeezes and ripples. 

As Rumble grew too soft and soon slid out of her with a loud, wet schick, Rainbow let out a little whimper at the lost feeling of fullness, though not entirely so. As Rainbow squeezed down again without Rumble inside her, she could still feel all the cum he'd deposited inside her, a soothing sensation coming from her deepest animal mind at being cum inside like that. "Damn, you filled me up good."

"Hah, don't I know it. Those potions don't mess around, and neither does this young stud," Fleet replied with a chuckle, rubbing over her own belly as she felt the little bit of Rumble still left deep within her, compressed into her deepest depths by the dildo. "He really inseminates to impregnate, don't ya?"

Rumble blushed, still coming to grips with everything that had happened. He felt an instinctive pride at his performance, his animal mind thinking he'd bred at least one of the mares, even if he knew it wasn't so. As he glanced around the room, a sudden whinny caught his attention. 

Rumble looked over just as Soarin hilted into Spitfire, giving a whinny of passion as he burst inside her again. Seeing how she was quivering, she'd probably finished not long before or after him. He could see Soarin’s balls twitching, what little of his shaft was still outside her twitching rhythmically as he came deep in her.

"Well, there he pops again. Wonder how much he's still got left in him after two shots..." Rainbow said, looking at Rumble, "...wonder how much you have left in you, too." As she heard a huff, Rainbow then looked to Fleet, finding her fucking herself hard with the toy while watching Soarin's nuts throb as he pumped his marefriend full of his sperm again. 

Fleet was panting, her whole body quivering, before she let out a quiet yell as she tensed up. Rumble watched as Fleet's clit winked while she was spread with the blue silicone, her hips twitching and pussy visibly squeezing, the toy moving slightly with each contraction of her pussy around it.

Finally, with a contented sigh, Fleet relaxed and rested the back of her head on the bench, her chin facing the ceiling and ears folded back, a look of bliss on her face. As her eyes flittered open a few seconds later, she looked over at Rainbow and, without a word, Rainbow came to her and kissed her, a hoof gently caressing her cheek as they shared their affections.

All of the stimulation, from watching Soarin cumming inside Spitfire for the second time, to seeing Fleet cumming again, smelling her fertile scent intensifying as she had, had Rumble partially hard again in no time. As their kiss ended with a quiet click, Fleet's eyes met his, then quickly trailed down, seeing his partial erection hanging proudly. "Hah-wow, ready to go again, huh?" Fleet half-breathed, half-said, a tired smile accompanying it, "Yeah, I can go again. But first, I think I need to get you warmed up the rest of the way." Fleet stood, coming over to where Rumble had sat on the floor, before laying down beside him.

How is she still going? How am I still going? I heard mares in heat are crazy horny, but wow! I guess it helps that she's got a Wonderbolt's stamina too...

Rumble gave a soft gasp as he felt Fleet's muzzle at his balls, her nose gently lifting his heavy balls as she nuzzled his sack. Soon, though, she took one into her mouth, Rumble feeling a tingle of pleasure as his flagging body was coaxed to arousal once more. He was starting to feel tired, like he usually would after his first or second orgasm alone, but he knew he could go at least one more time. He felt his cock hardening again as Fleet moved on to his other testis, giving it equal attention to the first, before pulling off of it with a quiet pop. 

As she gave Rumble's shaft a long, languorous lick along the bottom of his shaft from base to flare, Rumble still felt pleasure, still felt the desire to mount this mare in heat and give her another load into her warm pussy, but it was much more muted now after cumming three times already. His erection rose slower this time, needing more licks and kisses to get it up again. His stamina was waning even despite the potion, but he didn't want to leave Fleet unsatisfied, nor did he want to lose the opportunity to feel the pleasure of fucking her again while she was still in heat. 

Rumble gave a soft gasp as he felt Fleet take his member into her muzzle again and slowly bob her head, swirling her tongue on his flare as Rainbow took Fleet's previous place at his balls, and soon he found himself fully erect again. Fleet slowly pulled her muzzle off of him with a satisfying pop, giving him a little smile, and stood before him.

Fleet flagged her tail and winked her clit at Rumble again, welcoming him to mount her just as he had mounted Rainbow, to mate her like their feral ancestors had. Her tail twitched as she flagged it just a bit higher, her clit winking as she intentionally kept it out for an extended time. Rumble watched as a drop of her fluids rolled down her lips, pausing for a moment on her clit, before dripping to the ground. "C'mon stud, how about one lap? Think you can do that for me?"
> Chapter Eight: The Final Lap and Aftershow
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Come on Rumble, one more time. I wanna feel her just one more time while she’s still in heat.

With a small hop, Rumble mounted Fleet, hooking his forehoves around her upper barrel. He humped his hips forwards, tapping around her rump a couple times, before finding her warm entrance again. As he pushed into her again, Rumble gave a groan, pleasure washing through him as he once more felt her silken passage closing in around him, its warmth soaking into him. Her walls hugged around him firmly, more and more of his length entering its instinctive receptacle.

"That's right, get it aaaall the way in me again..." Fleet cooed, pushing her hips back to take the last few inches into her, before her stifles met his, leaving him completely inside her once again. Fleet started to roll her hips in a circular motion, rolling Rumble around in her, "...mmm-yeah, there we go. And since this is probably your last time for a while, let's take it slow and enjoy it, huh?"

Rumble nodded, feeling Fleet grinding back on him, the sensation of his dick rolling within her hips while she squeezed on it something he'd not felt yet. "W-whoa, that feels...awesome," Rumble said, giving gentle humps in return, enjoying the slower pace immensely. As he looked up, he saw that Rainbow was watching them, and beyond her, Soarin and Spitfire were looking on too, as they cuddled and relaxed in their own afterglows.

"Heh, you're telling me...love doing this slow stuff when I'm not in heat, but sometimes I just need to be fucked hard and filled up, right? Now that you helped me with that, we can take it easier this time," Fleet said, rocking back slowly as she swirled her hips and squeezed from Rumble's base to flare inside her, pleasuring both of them extensively. Rumble realized Fleet felt wetter inside than their first time, knowing his own cum was slicking her up that much more.

After slowly screwing for a while, Rumble felt his urge to breed welling up again, starting to take over the rhythm, humping into the receptive mare beneath him at a moderate pace. "Ah, is my handsome young stallion ready to really fuck his mare again, huh? Well, go right ahead, I can use another good load from you," Fleet said, smiling back at him, before facing forward and bracing herself.

"Y-you'll get it soon, b-but for now..." Rumble said, before bending his head down. He kept thrusting gently while nuzzling against Fleet's neck, feeling her squeeze down when those nuzzles trailed lower to between her wings. 

"A-ah yeah...you like my wings, hmmm? Hah, f-figures...another wingphile, just like Rainbow..." Fleet breathed more than said, strong tingles rolling up her spine with each time he tapped the end of her passage with his flare, or each time he'd stimulate the bases of her wings, "Well, I really like it when a stallion or mare nibbles them...and kisses them...tells me how pretty they are," As if to drive her point home, she extended a wing, putting it within inches of Rumble's muzzle.

Getting the hint, Rumble softly bit along the leading edge of Fleet's wing, hearing a soft gasp from her as he trailed the bones and joints of her wing, feeling it softly twitching as he did. He felt as her pussy started squeezing down on him in time with each nibble he gave her wings, keeping his hips’ pace as stable as he could while multitasking. Once he reached the end of her wing, Rumble followed her longest pinion feather down it again, trailing nibbles the whole way down the underside of her wing to the base and getting a breathy 'fuck yeah' as he kissed the concave where her inner wing met her back again. "H-holy f-fuck are you a fast learner," Fleet huffed, her hind legs trembling slightly once he'd finished his wing-play performance for her. 

"Your wings really are beautiful. So big for a mare, so strong, so long..." Rumble said, before kissing her wing again and earning another tight squeeze inside from her and a wink of the clit, "...so well-preened. So very pretty, just like the mare they're attached to."

Ohmygosh, am I really flirting with her?

"Oh yeah, she loves having her wings played with while she's getting fucked," Rainbow said, rubbing her own cum-lubed pussy slowly while watching them, "the sweet-talk's a nice addition, too. Kid, I think you're well on your way to stealing her away from me."

This time Rumble took the teasing in stride, giving Rainbow a wink, and getting one back, before he started to really get into fucking Fleet. As his pace increased, he bit down a little more firmly at the joint where her wing met her body, knowing it to be an erogenous pressure point. Fleet let out a quiet cry in response, ramming her hips back against him as a strong wave of sensations flooded her, throwing his pace off for a moment before he quickly regained it. Ignoring the ponies around him now, Rumble had only one task in mind: to fuck this mare until she came again, and to cum inside her as she did.

"A-ha-ah...r-really going to t-town on me h-huh? You g-getting close? 'Bout to cum?" Fleet asked, sinking deeper into a pleasured delirium as Rumble simply would not let up on her wings or fucking her. Her head tilted back, gently trembling as she was made to feel the best she ever had with a stallion. Sure, Soarin had been a good fuck, and Thunderlane too, but the sheer effort Rumble put into pleasuring her – the utter, selfless dedication he seemed to show in making her feel good – was beyond anything she'd experienced with anypony besides Rainbow.

"N-no, b-but y-you are..." Rumble teased, feeling her contractions starting to grow more tight and rhythmic, knowing he had her on the ropes. With one more firm bite on her wing, and just as firm of a hilting thrust, Rumble felt Fleet tense up inside and out, before she practically collapsed beneath him. Thanks to his quick reactions and strong wings she didn't hit the floor, with him instead hooking his hooves under her chest and flapping his wings to help carry her weight, guiding her spasming body to the nearby bench and draped her over it, all somehow without removing himself from her.

Fleetfoot came so hard she was seeing stars behind her sealed eyelids, her inner muscles clamping down tight on Rumble. She felt the wonderful bliss from cumming and having what Rainbow had told her was a 'wing-gasm', her nether and wings throbbing with pleasure at the same time. She'd only ever felt something like this once before on the last Hearts and Hooves Day, after an hour of dedicated effort from Rainbow when she said she'd learned something new for them to try from Spitfire, and here Rumble had made her do both almost effortlessly.

Feeling her trembling underneath him, feeling her muscles clenching hard around his cock again, her femme-cum soaking his balls as she squirted hard, Rumble lost control of himself. Feeling himself flaring huge in her kneading foal-canal, the tightness in his pelvis that had been growing evermore taut all while fucking her reaching an apex, he thrust into the nearly convulsing mare for all he was worth.

Letting out a loud whinny, Rumble slammed into her as far as he could, his flattened flare parting and pressing just past her relaxed, spasming cervix again, his hips jerking spastically as he finally let loose. His head snapped back as he felt his balls pulling up, the tautness in his pelvis snapping as his cock stiffened. After a couple of dry throbs, the third spurted out a watery shot of cum directly into her fertile womb to join the rest, then another, with the rest coming up dry as his reserves finally ran out. Pleasure rocked through his body with each pulse inside her, his fourth orgasm in under an hour dominating his body and mind, the pleasure mixed with a wave of fatigue.

As Rumble rested atop her, practically collapsing onto her when he finished his orgasm, both were both panting harder than before. After so long fucking and being fucked, and the whole day of flying and working before it, Rumble grew soft after a few seconds, his fatigue evident.

As Rumble slipped out and a dribble of his final, thin ejaculate drooled from her, Fleet had relaxed again a few seconds after Rumble finished cumming. She collapsed on the bench like she'd flown ten races as her own orgasm faded to a soothing afterglow, her estrus sated again for the moment. Somehow, the heavy feeling of Rumble's weight on her was comforting, giving her the slightly-submissive feeling that she thought a well-bred mare should have.

Rumble himself felt drained, so satisfyingly empty in a way he could never do when he rubbed one out by himself, Fleet and Rainbow taking everything he'd had to offer. Many of the ponies he watched coming out of the showers as they rested looked to be in various states of afterglow, or at the very least cuddling with what he guessed was their last partner of the day, or a more permanent lover. He overheard whispered thanks or the occasional 'I love you' from them as they'd passed by, with another all but bragging how good her stallion had made her feel. 

As he looked around again, he noticed he and Fleet were the last ones having sex. Realizing that he had the stamina to keep up with a mare in heat and her marefriend too – to out-fuck all their teammates – gave Rumble a certain hint of pride.

"I..." Fleet started, before taking a deep breath to compose herself, "...I haven't c-cum that hard since Rainbow insisted on f-fucking me for an hour. You made me cum like that in under five minutes!"

"Well, I think you did it. I think she loves you more than me now," Rainbow said, feigning a pout, "I just know she's gonna dump me, leave me all alone..."

"Well, I'll be sure to take good care of her," Rumble retorted, getting a laugh from both mares.

Huh, teasing back is kinda fun! I should do that more.

"Rainbow, you’re such a drama queen. C'mere," Fleet huffed out, giving her rambunctious marefriend a tired smile. Fleet met her lips with Rainbow's, and even Rumble could feel the deep passion in it. "I would never leave you just because somepony's a good fuck, and you know it. I love you too much."

"Yeah, I know," Rainbow said, giving a small smile in return, before hooking one of her forehooves around her marefriend's and rubbing noses with her, before their foreheads met, "I love you, too."

"Hey Rainbow, wanna come with Spitfire and me for the night? Could always use another member for the after-after-show, and we did say we wanna work on your stamina training..." Soarin called out, with Rainbow looking hopefully to Fleet.

"You just want another mare to do that thing I said you have to earn from me by beating me in a race…" Spitfire said firmly, softly bopping Soarin in the head with a wing.

"Guilty as charged," Soarin said, a shit-eating grin on his face, "so?"

"Fine. But you're fucking me while she does it. What do you think, Fleet? Mind sharing your marefriend again?"

"Heh, yeah, go ahead Dashie, have fun" Fleet said with a chuckle, "but I wanna do some of my own 'stamina training' with you tomorrow morning, so you better be at my place nice and early. Don't forget about me if they give you a great orgasm or five!"

"Yes ma'am!" Rainbow said, giving a mock salute followed by a grin, before she trotted off with Spitfire and Soarin, practically bouncing in excitement all the way like a schoolfilly with new ribbons.

Thunderlane kissed his marefriend goodbye before she walked to the showers, then High Winds, who was still dripping his second load as she did too. He came up to Rumble and Fleetfoot, the three of them now alone in the locker room. Rumble was still resting beside her on the floor, and a sizable pool of their combined fluids was on the ground under and on the bench. "Well, little brother, ya did it. I'm proud of you." Thunderlane said, seeing a little smile on his brother's face in response to the praise.

"Well, sex is kinda instinctive...it's not that impressive," Rumble said, bashfully rubbing his foreleg with a hoof.

Can never just take a compliment, huh?

"I didn't just mean having sex your first time, though damn was that a hell of a first showing! Two smokin' hot Wonderbolt mares at once? Damn, what other stallions would give for an opportunity like that. But, I didn’t mean just that. I meant that you got over your fears, and got to do something you really wanted to because you did," Thunder said, resting a hoof on Rumble's shoulder, "You stood out there in front of your co-workers, your idols, and you performed like a champ. That takes the heart of a Wonderbolt, and you've got one if I've ever seen it."

Rumble was beaming at the praise.

"Yeah kid, what you did took guts. Getting over performance anxiety isn't easy, but you did well. Course, sex is a pretty good motivator," Fleet said, grinning.

"Well, I'm just happy you enjoyed yourself, and Rainbow too," Rumble said, smiling now.

"Yeah, we did. Pretty sure you knocked out my heat for a while, and Rainbow seemed pretty satisfied too. Takes quite a bit to impress her, but I think you did,” Fleet said, a swell of pride growing in Rumble’s chest.

"Hey, little bro, it's getting late and I gotta get up for training, so I need to go shower and leave. Come to the hotel as soon as you two are done here, yeah? And Fleet? You better take good care of him," Thunder said, giving Fleet a wink and getting one back.

"What was that all about?" Rumble asked Fleet once his brother had left, getting a little smirk from her.

"Well, maybe time will tell."

"Oh...OK..." 

What the hay are they up to now...

It was quiet for a bit, the mare and young stallion simply in comfortable silence, before Fleet eventually broke it. "Hey, Rumble?" she asked, seeing him looking up to her.

"Yeah?"

"C'mere," Fleet said, Rumble standing a bit away from her, "no, closer..."

Rumble leaned in a bit, able to smell her now, a few inches from her muzzle.

“Closer…”

Two inches. He could feel her breath on his muzzle.

“Almost…”

One. Could feel the warmth radiating off her lips onto his.

Fleet leaned forwards the small distance, meeting her lips with Rumble. He was initially startled, jerking back a bit, but he didn’t pull away. His lips tingled as they met hers, a bolt of sensation going down his spine.

Whoa...so that’s what kissing a mare on the lips feels like…

After he didn’t push back into the kiss, and hoping she hadn’t messed something up between them, Fleet broke it, a worried expression on her face.

Crap! You’re supposed to kiss the mare back you foal! Kiss her!

Quickly, before Fleet could say anything, Rumble pressed his lips into Fleet’s with a passion he didn’t know he was capable of, getting a surprised little nicker from her. He knew it was sloppy, almost outright missing her lips again, but as he leaned into it, and as she pushed back, he felt his heart fluttering like it never had before.

Rumble and Fleet were alone in the locker room now, with only the quiet dripping of the showerheads and gentle wind outside, though those sounds were soon joined by the quiet clicks of their lips meeting and parting, their breaths growing more heated just as their kiss did. Eventually, they pulled back from each other, both gently panting through their noses. “Wow...you can fuck me your first time like a professional stud, and nail your first kiss too? Damn, you’re something special, kid.” Fleet said, her tone obviously impressed.

“W-well, I...thanks.” Rumble said, smiling at her and getting one back. He felt a happiness welling up in him as he realized he'd just gotten his first kiss, another first of the many he'd had that night already.

“So, would you be interested in joining Rainbow and I the next time we have an...after-show meeting like this? I'm sure she'd love to have sex with you again, and I know I would," Fleet asked, giving a hopeful little smile.

Well, I think tonight was the best night of my life. I got to share my first times with two understanding, patient, beautiful mares, and I even got to share it with my brother in a way. I don't think I've ever felt pleasure quite like that...or like I really belonged somewhere. Belonged with someponies. I even got my first kiss, and I really loved it, almost more than the sex!

“Yeah, for sure. I'm pretty sure tonight was the best I've ever felt," Rumble said, smiling back.

“Well, glad to hear it. You should probably go now, though. We ‘Bolts have practice tomorrow, and we couldn’t do it without our favorite assistant, now could we?” Fleet said, getting a big smile from Rumble, “Now go on, your brother’s waiting on you!”

Before he left, Rumble took one of Fleet’s forelegs into his and held it, looking deep into her eyes as he did. “Thank you for tonight, for being so patient with me and letting me share this with you, and with Rainbow too. Thank you,” Rumble said with utmost sincerity, and as he looked into her eyes, he felt his heart pounding again in that special way it hadn't before tonight.

As they headed outside, Rumble was reluctant to leave Fleet, but soon took flight after getting a running start, waving goodbye to her before facing forward, heading to his hotel. Fleet watched as he went, still dripping his semen, before heading back inside and to the showers to clean up.

As she took a warm shower, alone in the building, Fleet found herself thinking about what she and Rainbow had discussed earlier, as well as tonight. She felt herself drooling Rumble’s loads as she washed her mane, shuddering as she remembered how good he’d felt fucking her and cumming inside, before sitting down. 

She soon found her hoof rubbing her winking vulva to the memories as her heated urges once more resurged. She felt a fluttering in her chest that she’d only ever felt once before as she thought about Rumble, rubbing her lightly-sore pussy more at her instinct’s demands, before realizing she’d only felt that fluttering before in one other way. Whenever she thought of Rainbow Dash.

As Fleet shut off the water minutes later, after once more bringing herself to orgasm, she finally nodded to herself, a decision made. It’d been a great night, and, she hoped, the first of their many rumbles with Rumble.