At the End of the Tunnel

I awoke in the morning at my usual time, right after the Celestia had done her morning duty of raising the sun, to find myself in almost the same position I had been in before I fell asleep. Fluttershy was sleeping peacefully against the right side of my body. I could feel her heart beating steadily into my ribcage. Her head was on my chest in such a way that I could feel her every breath. As I laid there on my back, my right hand was still firmly placed on her cutie mark, obviously having decided that it enjoyed caressing the shy pegasus' flank. The only thing that had moved position was my left hand, which was no long entwined in my partner's flowing mane, but instead laid lazily by my side. Deciding to rectify this, I once again put my off-hand to work, slowly running my fingers through that gorgeous waterfall of pink mane. This had the unwanted consequence of stirring my bedmate from her quiet slumber, as she happily sighed and slightly shifted her body to cuddle me closer, if that was even possible.

"Good morning, beautiful," I whispered before craning my neck down to plant a kiss on her forehead. This elicited a small smile and slight blush from her.

"Good morning," she responded, content to remain in her sleeping position, "what time is it?"

I again shifted my head to look over to the wall of Fluttershy's bedroom, where an old-fashioned clock, one I had fixed myself at one point, hung.

"It's just before 10 o'clock."

"That's nice," she cooed before her eyes burst open and looked right up at me, almost as if she had forgotten that we had gone to bed together. I worried that that may have been the case.

"Is something wrong," I asked, legitimately concerned by her expression.

"My animals are going to be hungry," Fluttershy said in a very calm tone, which washed away all of my concerns, "and Angel won't be happy."

I happily sighed, having completely forgotten about all the critters that Fluttershy took care of on a daily basis. This was probably the latest she had woken up in years.

"Well if you have to get up, you have to get up," I said with a smile, not meaning to sound disappointed, though that's probably exactly how it sounded.

"I'm sure you're hungry too," she replied, still looking at me, but now with her eyes slightly closed and a smile crossing her face. I knew where this was going.

I clenched my right hand tighter on her flank, pulled her head up with my other hand and began to kiss her, well, hungrily. Our liplock probably lasted a good half-minute before she had to come up for air.

"I'll go get breakfast started," Fluttershy whispered in my ear as she began to shift in order to get off of me and out of bed, "you can stay up here as long as you want. You'll know it's ready by the smell." She gave me a quick peck on the lips, before beginning to flutter into the air. However, before she could go very far, I wrapped both my arms around her barrel and pulled her down on top of me, inducing another passionate kiss.

"Would you like to go to dinner with me tonight," I asked after breaking the kiss, "you know, like a real date?"

"Yes," the pegasus responded with no hesitation, "come and pick me up at 7?"

"Fine by me," I responded before giving her another peck. I removed my arms, allowing her to finally fly out of the bed. After she landed, she walked toward the stairs, flicking her tail to one side, giving me an excellent view of her beautiful marehood, which, if I didn't know any better, I would say was glistening.

Some time passed as I just laid in bed and tried my best to not let my, at this point raging, hard-on take too much control of me. I wondered to myself if Fluttershy would be appreciative of surprise affection, before tossing away the idea at the thought of her accidentally bucking my balls. Then again, she had been surprisingly dominant the night before, so perhaps a little nip on the neck and a "thank you" for making me breakfast would be well-received.

Eventually, I smelled the smell that my lover had alluded to. Making my way downstairs as fast as I could without scaring her or her animal housemates, I saw on the table a plate stacked high with three waffles, each one perfectly square and perfectly airy.

"Those look almost as delicious as you," I flirted, taking a seat right infront of the food. Fluttershy blushed, naturally, before finding her voice.

"There are more where that came from, if you want."

I smiled and used my left index finger to beckon her closer to me, an instruction that she quickly understood and followed. As soon as she was within distance, I reached around her head, burying my off-hand once again into her mane and gave her a nice, deep, kiss. This one lasted a bit longer than our ones earlier in the morning, probably due to us both being more awake.

"Thank you for making breakfast for me," I said after coming up for air, "it looks delectable."

"Of course, it's no problem for my coltfriend," she smiled and blushed again, but showed no indication of wanting to hide.

"Using that terminology before even one date," I asked as I began stroking my hand over her mane once more, "I must have done something right."

"And you keep doing it," she jumped into my lap and initiated another kiss. I swear, when this mare was around, I didn't need to eat. I could subsist on her lips alone, "Now eat before they get cold." She hopped off of my lap as quickly as she had gotten up on it.

And eat I did. I ended up having five waffles in total, each drowned in butter and maple syrup. This was accompanied by not one, but two, large glasses of orange juice. Fluttershy treated me like a prince, and I had every intention of treating her like a princess tonight on our date.

"I forgot," when I got up to finally leave, "did I already thank you for breakfast," I kneeled down, which got me within range for another kiss.

"Well you just did again," Fluttershy replied, it seemed she enjoyed kissing me just as much as I enjoyed kissing her, "Do I get any hints as to where you're taking me for our date?"

"Well it's only a first date, so no need to run to Rarity for some fancy dress, keep it casual. Perhaps put a flower in your mane, I'm a sucker for that," I flirted again, giving away one of my true weaknesses.

I got one more peck on the lips before exiting the cottage. I could tell from the sun's position that it was just about to be noon. I hoped that Twilight didn't worry too much about where I had been this whole time, but no matter, I already had a story in mind to feed her if she had.

The whole walk back to the library, I was on Cloud Nine and then some. The grin on my face must have made me quite a sight. And I heard a few ponies greet me as I walked back through town, but I couldn't focus on that, so I simply continued to smile and threw up a hand in greeting.

When I reached Golden Oaks Library, I walked straight in, the smile still plastered to my face. I was immediately greeted in the main foyer by a pacing Twilight. Who gave a long sigh upon seeing me.

"Thank Celestia you're OK," she said, "you had me worried."

"It's OK, Twilight," I responded, beginning my prepared story, "I just drank a little too much hard cider at the party. Fluttershy was there and I offered to walk her home. I must have been in pretty bad shape, because she refused to let me walk all the way back here in the dark, and I ended up falling asleep on her couch."

"That was very kind of Fluttershy. And I presume that that's a cider stain on your shirt."

I looked down at my plain red t-shirt and noticed an off-color stain around my stomach. It wasn't particularly large, but it was certainly noticeable.

"Must be," I replied, legitimately not knowing where the stain could have come from, "I'm going to go upstairs and get a shower and change."

I hopped up the stairs as quickly as I could to the bedroom. Taking off my shirt, I double checked to make sure nopony was around. I looked down at the stain on my shirt. I knew that I hadn't spilled any cider or water on it, so how did I have a stain? It was also too low for any food stain. I reached up with my hand holding the shirt to take a whiff of whatever it was.

The smell was very musky, but sweet at the same time. I recognized it, but it took my brain a moment to realize what it was. It smelled like Fluttershy! And not her mane, but her marehood. All the blood in my brain flowed south to a brand-new rock-hard erection. I guess when Fluttershy had hopped in my lap before brunch, those glistening pussy lips of hers had stained my shirt. I didn't realize how turned-on she was. I wish she had told me, I would have done something to put out the fire in her loins. It was then that I made the decision that if she wanted to have some fun after our date tonight, I would say yes in an instant and treat her better than anypony, or anyone ever could.

I quickly undressed and made my way to the shower, both to wash myself off from the party and to take care of my boner. As the water from the shower-head warmed up, I looked myself over in the mirror. I could probably do with a shave and a haircut, but what was interesting to me at the current time was my erection, which was the hardest I'd probably ever been, my entire seven-inch-and-change length on full display. Just the thought of having Fluttershy speared on my rod made me groan as my blood attempted to make my sex organ even larger.

When the water was warm enough, I jumped into the shower-tub. I took care of the body- and hair-washing portion of my shower as fast as I could so I could get to my erection, which hadn't subsided in the slightest during the few minutes it had taken me to wash up.

I was so horny at this point that I didn't even need to use soap as lube, my own spit would do the trick. I spit on my throbbing cock a few times, getting it wet as I jerked my right hand over my entire length, trying to make it feel exactly like it would in a pussy, particularly the wet, tight pussy I was almost certain at this point that Fluttershy possessed. After sufficiently lubing up, I closed my eyes and fantasized about fucking Fluttershy hard from behind, mounting and mating with her as hard as I wanted to fuck her, as hard as she wanted me to rut her. Suffice is to say, it didn't take me long to get to the brink of climax. I came hard, as hard as I had ever had while masturbating. Shot after shot of my seed burst out of my cock as my eyes reflexively opened and my throat produced an equally-reflexive moan as I continued to ejaculate. I had to take several deep breaths to calm down as my cock began to shrink down along with my horniness for my beautiful little Fluttershy.

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Seven o'clock couldn't come fast enough this day. Fortunately, I had spent almost half the day at Fluttershy's in the first place, and I was sure that I was going to spend the last third in her company as well, it was only the time in-between which I needed to kill. When it was time for me to go and pick Fluttershy up for our date, I was more than ready. I wore my usual pair of blue jeans, but topped it with a long-sleeved, collared, button-down shirt, blue-and-white plaid, that Rarity had made. I laughed to myself as I gave myself a once-over in the mirror, thinking how even I had perhaps over-dressed a bit just to go to Cafe du Mane. But this was a first date, and I knew that Fluttershy would appreciate it.

It took everything in my power to walk, and not run, to Fluttershy's cottage. I had been thinking about her pretty much all day, and I didn't know how much longer I could go without seeing that beautiful face and that perfect mane, those deep teal eyes and that sculpted flank.

Thinking about such things made the trip back to the cottage go by very quickly. I gave myself a once-over before knocking, checking that my hair was sitting properly and my shirt sat straight. My pre-date grooming done with, I rapped three times on the door.

"Wh-who is it?" came the quiet voice from inside.

"It's me, Fluttershy," I half-called, half-sang.

The door flew open, and I was quickly smothered by a very familiar pair of lips as Fluttershy flew up to me for a kiss. I loved it that I could get her to drop her timidness and allow our passion to just flow.

After she broke the kiss and flittered to her preferred grounded position, I was finally able to give my marefriend a look with my eyes. And my eyes loved what they saw. She had styled her mane in a French braid, with flowers entwined throughout. It was almost too beautiful for words. Almost.

"Wow," I breathed. It was the only word that could come out of my mouth at the time. If she had given me a little smile and ordered me to her bedroom right then, I would have just picked her up and ran the whole way through the cottage.

"You look great too," she complimented. I believe this is the one and only time when Fluttershy was able to say more words than me in a given situation.

"Thank you very much," I did a little bow, "let's go."

We walked through town toward Cafe du Mane, Fluttershy not upset in the slightest at my choice. There weren't very many places to go on a true date in Ponyville in the first place, and dinner was always a good first date option.

But before we could walk inside to our table, I heard an unfamiliar voice call out to me.

"Hey, human," the deep, masculine voice said. I turned to my left to find the source of the less-than-friendly greeting, "Hey, human," he repeated, "listen to me." The voice belonged to a pegasus, completely white, sporting a crew-cut mane and the most impressive set of muscles I had ever seen on a pony. I'm surprised I even noticed that he was a pegasus, given how tiny his wings were. I wondered to myself whether he was even able to fly with those little things.

"Are you talking to me," responding obviously, as I was the only human in Equestria, let alone Ponyville.

"Yeah," he yelled, "I have a bone to pick with you."

"And what might that be?"

"Stop going around with our mares."

"Excuse me?"

"I saw you out a while back with Golden Harvest, and now you're obviously on a date with Fluttershy. Stay away from our mares, you have no business being with them."

"Look, I don't know what your problem is," at this point, Fluttershy was cowering behind me, shaking, "Now look what you've done."

I reached down to comfort Fluttershy, which was my mistake, as I took my eye off the muscled-up pegasus for a few seconds. I heard a charging sound coming toward me, and, upon looking up, saw the pegasus running in our direction. I pushed Fluttershy aside as my attacker tackled me to the ground. However, I was able to get my feet underneath him, and with a simple two-legged push-off, I "monkey flipped" him over my head and onto his back.

We both turned over, him to his feet, I to all-fours. He didn't waste any time, quickly moving forward and headbutting me right on the top of my head with as much force as he could muster. This shot sent a shockwave all the way down my spine, momentarily paralyzing me, causing me to collapse to my side. He quickly pushed me over onto my back and stood above me. I regained my senses and began using my arms to defend myself, covering my head at times and pushing his head away at others.

However, it wasn't my face he was aiming for, but my chest. Regaining his composure, he reared up and brought down both his forehooves on my chest over and over, punctuating each shot with a grunt. I continued to try to push his face away and lessen the strength of his shots. At one point, I decided to throw some punches into his ribcage, but it was like his pecs were made of stone. Then, with one more double-stomp, he ruined my whole day.

*CRACK*

My eyes crossed as the pain of this giant pegasus' hooves breaking my ribs. My two arms fell to my sides as I was now in too much pain to even defend myself. Fortunately, the pegasus was pulled off me by not one, but three, stallions, Big Mac, Caramel, and a black pegasus with a white mohawk whom I was unfamiliar with.

I began coughing up blood as Fluttershy returned to my side and laid down, using her body as a pillow. I felt bad because I was getting blood all over the probably freshly-washed fur and feathers of my marefriend, but there was nothing I could do about it at the time. All I was trying to do was remain conscious, which was very difficult as I continued to lose blood with every shallow breath.

Rolling my eyes up to meet Fluttershy's, I could see those teal pools welling up with tears. I tried to say that I would be OK, to say anything to reassure her and alleviate her fears and sadness, but there was nothing I could do. I couldn't talk, I could barely breathe, and, eventually, I could no longer hold onto consciousness.