Good Dash and Alcohol
Warning, gay shipping and sex scenes.
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Chapter 1
It was a nice day on Ponyville. A bit overcast, but the air was cool and dry, perfect for a day of work on the Apple farm. In the barn, Apple Bloom was with her two best friends, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. As per usual they were trying to earn their cutie marks. Today they were going to try to be the -
"CUTIE MARK CRUSADER GYMNASTS!"
Their enthusiasm and excitement warmed the hearts of the Apple family on a daily basis, that was until they ended up destroying half the property. Once again, an almost daily occurrence.
Out in the fields, Big Macintosh was hard at work with his sister Applejack and his cousin Caramel.
"Well we got about half the west orchard done, and it's only ten. We still got more than eight hours of light left, and at this rate we'll be done in no time." Applejack said gleefully.
"Eyup" Macintosh replied.
"An' it's all thanks to Caramel here. Good job cuz!"
The mustard yellow stallion cracked the joints in his neck as he let the sweat drip from his light brown mane.
Caramel wasn't exactly part of the Apple family tree. In truth he had just been working on their farm so often and he would come to their family functions as an invited guest.The fact that they considered him to be like family was enough that he was willing to go along with it. And frankly it was better than the home he came from.
At the end of the work day, or more like three hours before the usual work day is supposed to end,Caramel decided to speak to Macintosh about an issue he had.
"Hey Mac! Wait up!" Caramel yelled
"What's goin' on cousin?" Big Macintosh's voice thundered ( it was not intentional, y' see Mac just has a loud voice all the time.)
"Well, I was hoping you could help me out with a certain problem." he said, looking up at Macintosh.
"Well?"
"Well...erm... I got this problem, y'see"
"And that would be?"
Caramel was beginning to worry about his sudden decision.
"I think I may have hurt my ankle today, and I might not be here tomorrow for work. "
"Well I know you take pride in yer work Caramel, but I didn't think it'd be hard fer ye t' tell me that yer injured. Here lemme check you out."
Caramel gulped. He had always wanted to hear that, granted it wasn't how he wanted to hear it, but it still made his heart flutter.
"Well it ain't the bone,"
Speaking of bones, Caramel had to do everything he could to hide his.
"But it might be the muscle. Jus take a warm bath when y' get home. And try to relieve some of that tension."
'Ill be thinking of those words from out of your mouth later Mac.' Caramel thought.
"Thanks Mac. I'll probably be here tomorrow then."
"Eyup."
"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" Caramel said to himself. He lived just outside of Sweet Apple Acres, in an apartment with his roommate Cheddar Wedge. Which wasn't exactly pleasant, Cheddar made all of his cheeses for his shop at home.Fortunately he was still at work and probably wouldn't be home until about nine.
Caramel banged his head on the wall for a while, trying to think of a way to tell Macintosh his feelings.
"Ughhh I am seriously beginning to hate my life."
And of course, fantasizing about something forever, well, it just doesn't work. Eventually you need to do something about it. And unfortunately for Caramel, Macintosh was the only one that could satisfy his particular needs.
Cheddar knew that Carmel's room was off limits, he didn't know about him being a colt-cuddler, and Caramel hoped he never would. It wasn't exactly a long day, but all the hard work that Caramel had done made him exhausted. He waltzed into his room and laid down for a quick nap.
Five hours later
"HEY CARAMEL, YOU HOME?!"
'Ugh, just when I happened to be dreaming.' "Yeah I'm here."
'Ugh, Fuck my life'
He sluggishly forced himself out of bed and into the kitchen.
"I see you had a good dream" Cheddar snickered. Caramel wasn't used to having wet dreams and his "love juice" was dripping off of his stomach.
"Oh, shit, well this is awkward." he said
"Nah, don't worry about it bro, who were ya thinking of, that hot new librarian?"
"Who, that Twilight chick?"
"Yeah, you know her?"
"I brought her and her friends to the Gala a couple months back, I wouldn't exactly call her new. Why?"
"I was hoping to get some of that flank, but if you want her, she's yours."
Cheddar always was the womanizer type
"Nah, I cant even remember it." he lied, he was thinking of Big Mac the whole time. " 'Sides, she ain't my type anyway. I think she cares more about books than friends." 'That and I'm gay' he thought.
"Well, maybe she wants a more 'adult' book, if you catch my drift."
"I think I got what you were saying . But that was honestly the stupidest innuendo I've ever heard."
"Well that's fine." Cheddar said, pouring himself a shot of apple whiskey, "You want one Caramel?"
"Nah, I think I'm gonna go back to bed."
"Come on man, it's only nine! The nights still young, I heard Vinyl Scratch is having another party tonight, maybe we can both get laid this time."
Caramel knew he couldn't keep up his "straight charade" forever. But surely going to a party at Vinyl's wouldn't hurt.
An hour later
"Wooooooooo" Caramel screamed, drunk off his flanks. It was evident he was having a good time. Cheddar was over in the corner, talking to a certain pink party pony. She leaned in and kissed Cheddar, and kept doing so for another five minutes. After his gratuitous make out session, Cheddar and the aforementioned pink pony made their way over to Caramel, who was back at the bar with a glass of Wild Pegasus.
"So, I'll be home tommorow. Don't wait up for me."
"Alright, well I guess I'll see you tommorow buddy." Caramel slurred.
"Come on Pinkie, let's head back to your place."
Pinkie giggled "Yeah, we'll have some awesome fun tonight!"
The music burst through the massive speakers, the lights flashed through the room and all the other ponies were dancing, except for Vinyl, who was DJing her party. She went on the mic "Alright party ponies, this ones going out to my girl Octavia!"
The bass thumped even harder than before, and now it had a slightly classical tune to it, heavy on the cello. It was a really nice change up from the exclusively techno rhythms that were playing through the rest of the night.
The time was 10:24 and Caramel was not even close to stopping his partying, but he was starting to get tired. All of the sudden, a white stallion with a green mane came up to him.
"Hey man, never seen you 'round these parts before. You're lookin' kinda tired. Here have a bit of this." he held up a baggie of whiteish powder in his magic. Pouring it out into a pile on the bar, he took a business card and separated it into two even lines and snorted one of them into his nostrils. He shook his head a few times before looking to Caramel.
"Come on man, try it out."
Not knowing what to do, and being in a drunken state, Caramel copied the other pony's action. Suddenly he felt a rush of energy, followed by an extremely pleasant numbing sensation.
"Whatd'ya call this stuff?!"
"It's called Dash, you ever try it before?"
"Nah man, but it's fucking awesome. Oh yeah, my names Caramel, what's your's".
"Neon Lights! Whatd'ya say we go in the VIP section?"
"You can get in there?"
"Yeah, Vinyls my step sister." The duo moved through the crowd with ease. Neon seemed to command the respect of the dance floor. The VIP section seemed to be nothing but a bed behind a thick red curtain and a few tables. They were alone in the room.
"Wanna have a good time?" Neon said. Caramel got a bit nervous. He wanted to save himself for Macintosh, but he was also really horny, so he gave in.
"Mmm you read my mind."
Neon bent Caramel over on the bed, his front hooves spread out on the sheets.
Neon on the other hoof, stayed on all four, licking his lips with anticipation.
"Lift your tail a little bit."
Caramel was very obedient.
Neon began to kiss Caramel's flanks, all down to his hooves, which were very clean for a farmer pony. As Neon made his way up Caramel's legs, he could feel Neon's tongue slide out of his lips as he began to lick his penis and his anus.
Caramel shuddered with pleasure and started to moan. Neon continued to lick around Caramel's ass until he moved back down and wrapped his lips around the now erect penis of Caramel, who kept moaning more loudly. Neon started smiling. Caramel kept getting harder and harder until he was fully erect.
"Flip over for a sec. I wanna watch you get off." Neon said.
Now that Neon could see Caramel's face, he began sucking harder on Caramel, who's spasms got more intense as he he came closer to climaxing.
"OH SWEET CELESTIA YES!" Caramel said, ejaculating on Neon's face. Neon proceeded to lick himself clean.
"Mmm you taste great baby. But now it's my turn to get off."
Caramel turned himself around on the bed as Neon steadied himself on the bed poles. When they had finished repositioning themselves, Caramel went to town on Neon's big juicy shaft, licking it up and down until he couldn't take any more of it. He flipped onto his back again.
"TAKE ME NOW YOU SEXY STALLION!" he yelled.
Neon chuckled, "Thought you'd never ask. This might hurt a little so I'm gonna take it slow." he said, beginning to slowly guide his throbbing dick into Caramel. The thick, flat head had a hard time penetrating Caramel's tight virgin asshole. Caramel began to wince a little. Once the head was in, the shaft glided in and out easily. Caramel was in such a state of ecstasy that he began to drip pre out of the tip of his cock and onto his chest. Moaning more loudly now, he forgot that there were other ponies just outside of the curtain.
"OH YES! HARDER! HARDER PLEASE!" until Neon finally came. To which Caramel could only twitch and spasm in his intense state of drug and alcohol induced pleasure.
"You got time for a round two?" Neon said with a devilish grin.