Rainbow Dash's Wonderbolts Initiation

Dash paced her room, filled with more energy than she had ever thought she could have in her. The butterflies in her stomach had butterflies in theirs. She was not just excited by the prospect of sex with another strong stallion, but two of them, at the same time! Rapid had promised her that he could convince two of the guys to come in to get some. She knew she could trust him and so had plenty of reason to be so nervous.

She and Gilda had really torn up the bars in their wilder days, even if she had always been really picky. Dragging one crotch-grabbing stallion home at a time was an uncommon thing. Two had never happened. She had been asked, of course, buddies looking for a new thing, or Gilda trying to get up some kinda party. She had never accepted. But after hearing Rapid talk up safe indulgence the prospect became undeniably appealing. She couldn't wait.

All her nervous energy came to a head when the door opened and two figured slipped in, looking extra secretive and slightly paranoid. As they stepped into the low light of the barracks room she could finally see who she had pulled. The Streak brothers, Fire Streak and Lightning Streak. The two were built about the same, Fire with an orange-and-white mane topping a white body, Lightning having an orange-and-muted-yellow mane topping his bluish-coated body.

Lightning, ever the eager one, unzipped and threw aside his flight suit, eagerly yanking down his his jock to let his dark-blue dong flop about. “I can't believe this! This is gonna be great!”

“Chill, bro, don't get so excited about nailing a mare with your own brother,” Fire scolded, more sedately unzipping his attire. “That's kinda creepy.”

“Oh, so now it's 'creepy' to wanna have sex with a beautiful mare just because your brother is watching you do it?” Lightning asked, while he lustfully looked over Dash's body. She was posing for him, so he knew it was fine.

“Not just watching, doing her too,” Fire noted, strolling over and letting his thong fall, showing the light grayish flesh of his organ. “Gotta say though... you look so nice I'll probably forget this bucker is here,” he said, with a wink to Dash.

“Heh... sorry... this is pretty big stuff to me. I never had two guys at once, brothers or not. Now I wish I had watched Gilda getting double-teamed just so I'd know what to do,” Dash said, a little self-consciously, rubbing at the back of her head.

“Let's start with the basics. Why not get down on your knees to give us a little licking. That should get this party started right,” Fire said, motioning his head towards Dash.

Lightning took the hint and strolled over to the soon-kneeling mare, rather rudely pushing his crotch directly into her face and giving his half-hard rod a grind against her cheek. “You choose who goes first. No pressure.”

“Right, you don't have any preference,” Dash teased, rolling her eyes a bit. She reached out and grabbed both organs near the base, fingers squeezing them securely before she began short, strong pumps that made the semi-flaccid lengths jump and flop. She alternated between the two, lapping over their flat-topped crowns, twisting her tongue around the broad features, letting her lips wrap over one for a brief moment before pulling away to tend to the other.

The two poles rose amid a duet of gentle groans and soft sighs, the two stallions slowly thrusting into the firm stroking and teasing licks. Lightning still tried to out-do his brother but dash's firm grip and correcting squeezes brought him to heel. She worked and teased the standing spires for a moment before she took advantage of the new firmness and engulfed half of Lightning's length, lips halting in a perverse kiss of the medial ring.

Lighting whinnyed suddenly, trying to work his hips into a throat-assaulting thrust, the action coming to nothing with Dash's strong hand still restraining him. He contented himself with what small pumps and twitches he could manage while Dash worked her mouth slowly up and down the blue flesh, tongue sitting like a pink carpet underneath, tip occasionally flicking up to tease a passing vein.

The oral pleasure ended as Dash pulled back with a soft gasp and a wink upward. “Not bad, hotshot. Let's see about your bro...” She fell to Fire's organ with an intentionally exaggerated gulp, openly and obviously wrapping her lips over the medial ring. She could see the slight jealousy on Lightning's face. Served him right for his overeager attempts at shenanigans.

Fire knew better than to try anything funny or improper. He was just glad to be there, and even more glad to have Dash's lips wrapped securely around his pulsing, pre-spitting length. She knew what she was doing, and did it well. He didn't need to try and force the issue. Not only was it not in his nature it would be useless to do so. He just gave smooth rolls of his hips as far as he was allowed and enjoyed the eager, talented sucking.

While Fire was being tended, Lightning slowly made his way to the floor, laying out behind Dash and bringing both hands out to stroke and squeeze at he hips and rear. He massaged his way across the tight expanse of her muscular lower body, one hand working between her slightly-spread legs from over her right hip. After giving her abs a little bit of a tickle he dipped down low and just pressed his palm firmly against her warm, moist mound.

The press of the palm, and subsequent soft stroke and wiggle of strong fingers, made Dash pull away from her attending of Fire to moan and pant for a bit. “I like your style, Lightning, I definitely like your style...” she panted out, spreading her legs a little wider. She was rewarded with the press of two fingers against her labia, and the spread of the dewy lips. He had her clit between his fingers, and squeezed it gently each time he closed them, setting up an alternating squeeze and spread to work Dash up properly.

“He may be a completely tactless dork, but he knows how to handle a mare,” Fire noted with a soft huff, stepping slightly away from Dash and stroking at his well-tended rod. “How about this, I can crouch down and get the action really going, and he can get a little more mouth action. I think I hogged a bit too much.”

Though reluctant to end an action that was clearly pleasing Dash, Lightning smoothly rolled over from his side and set himself against the bed, letting him lean up in a more comfortable fashion and present the rigid length of his organ. One hand slowly ran up and down it, smearing the leaking precum over the surface, while his other was held invitingly out towards Dash.

Dash turned around slowly and carefully, putting her hands down on the ground beside Lightning's hips, bringing her head down to the tip of his pole, while her rear went up, as high as she could get it while resting on her knees. She didn't hesitate, but securely wrapped her lips around just the tip of Lightning's penis, cheeks hollowing as she sucked, tongue doing a slow, spiraling circuit of his tip, to eventually flick the prominent slit and lap up fresh squirts of precum.

Fire, true to his word, crouched down and loomed over Dash's back, sliding his pre-and-saliva-lubed length between her cheeks, groaning through gritted teeth. The tease done he moved lower still, grinding his blunt crown against her lips of her sex. He teased and swirled the tip around, before slowly pushing in, letting the walls stretch and engulf him inch by slow, careful inch. He was about as large as Wave Chill had been, and he fit within with ease. Her inner walls wrapped and stroked like a gloved hand, pulling and squeezing. Both he and Dash let out soft moans, though hers were rather muffled, since she was still tending to Lightning.

Given the crouching posture, Fire couldn't get very much action into the act. He thrust and withdrew his hips in a smooth, mechanical rhythm, adding extra depth and extra removal by rocking on his hooves, using his wings to balance while his hands gripped Dash's hips. It was another point of stability but he didn't want to lean too much weight onto her.

Lightning lowered his head back down, after having it thrown back in pleasure and looked to his brother. The bluish stallion gave a thumbs-up to his sibling then motioned upwards, taking a quick look down at Dash. After a moment of confusion Fire enthusiastically nodded and gave Dash a pat on the rear.

“On three, we're all going to stand up. Like synchronized flight training but actually fun,” Lightning said with a laugh. Following a nod from Dash the two stallions prepared, Fire stepping out his stance a bit more, Lightning getting his legs under him while trying to keep the oral action moving smoothly. “One, two, three, go!”

The maneuver was accomplished with relative ease and coordination. Dash placed her hands on Lightning's hips and held on, letting his upward motion carry her upper body while the rising of her own rear was done at the pace of Fire's rise, with only the occasional tug at the top of her vaginal walls.

All three were eagerly taking advantage of the more comfortable position. Fire's hips loudly met Dash's ass, thumping and occasionally wetly smacking as he gave her a hard and serious ride. Dash's moderate breasts gave weak little slaps on her chest as she was hit from behind, drowned out by the wet and lewd slurps and sucks that emerged from her new deep-throating of Lightning. Small gurgles and glucks came when she took him down to the base, lips kissing his crotch.

Lightning held out a fist to his brother and grinned. “Bump, bro,” he said, smiling all the larger when his brother returned the friendly motion. He worked his hips to give Dash both a full serving and some time to work his head. “Now what do we do? Just finish like this?”

“No... we share...” Fire could feel the tightening of his testicles, warning of a coming orgasm. With that in mind he pulled all the way back and out of Dash, which made her rather abruptly pull her head off Lightning.

“Hey! I was getting close! It's not like sucking your brother was what was doing it! Get back in there, you're already sharing,” Dash snapped, turning on Fire with a scowl.

“No, I mean sharing one opening. We might not get in at the same time, and I really don't need my bother's dick sliding against mine, but we can take turns...” Fire explained, softly panting while he lowered himself to the ground and spread his legs out, to give a very clear idea of what he wanted. “Your turn to do the crouching screw, bro.”

“Not a problem,” Lightning noted, standing back and a little away to watch the setup.

Dash stepped over Fire's prone form, long, muscular legs making each step look especially intimidating, given the stallions low position. She smiled down at him with a bit of a dominating look. “If this was a different kinda playtime you'd be paying me five hundred bits and my hoof would be on that pouch of yours,” she said with a giant laugh. However, she followed what had been planned and went down onto Fire's strong body, grinding her front against him as she brought her rear end down, intentionally letting his throbbing spire settle against her cheeks, hotdogging the other side of his cock.

“This seems familiar,” he quipped, giving Dash a kiss. He ground the top of his rod between her slickened cheeks for a moment before she moved her body into position, pulling forward and getting his tip to rest against her passage once more. With a light push she had taken him in again, their kiss breaking so she could let out a cry of pleasure.

“Now you're hogging all the pussy!” Lightning cried, stepping up to the two and placing his hands on Dash's backside. He squeezed her tight cheeks firmly and tried to lift her up and off of Fire's length. All he did was make her bouncing backside fight a little harder to bounce on the grayish pole.

“Completely tactless dork...” Fire mumbled under Dash, “but he's right, I've been at this longer, let him have a go. I can wait...”

“So this is what a threesome is like. I should have taken those offers before,” dash noted with a soft huff, lifting her body and thrusting back, so Fire's emerged tool would pop into freedom under her body and slide against her firm stomach. That would save his brother from accidental contact. She bounced her hind end and looked back at Lightning. “You want it, you got it. You can even go off first. Just go deep.”

“Not a problem, I can get deep,” Lightning boasted, crouching down as had been planned and aiming his crown at the slightly-open, well-ridden lips. He sank in with ease, a pleasured shudder running through him while a deeply satisfied moan rumbled in his chest. As with his brother the walls of Dash's passage gripped and squeezed, massaging his orally-primed member. He squirted precum deep in the passage, as he went to the hilt and thumped his hips against her rear.

“Awww yeah! Get it! Get it good!” Dash cried out, grabbing tight onto Fire's shoulders and grinding her belly down on his pulsing flesh while she got a ride from his brother. She eagerly rocked herself back and forth, both to meet Lightning's thrusts and to slide his rigid nipples along Fire's form.

Fire carefully set his hands on Dash's ass, helping her to move but lifting her up just a little. He needed to take some stimulation off of himself or he'd just be making a mess of her abs. “H-hurry up, bro! I don't want to just splatter on her stomach!” Fire suddenly cried.

“Don't rush me! I'm enjoying this!” Lightning shouted back, working in quick, short thrusts against Dash's backside that took advantage of the tightness to get plenty of stimulation in a short burst of time. The method was effective for both him and Dash.

They both reached a peak at near the same time, Dash's sudden orgasmic spasm and vise-like grip grabbing and holding Lightning inside, hilted and ready. He fired off a thick load of heavy seed, splattering his wads deep, painting her depths in sticky whiteness. While he wanted to just rest a bit he knew better, and had the presence of mind to pull back and out, stepping resolutely away. “Go for it, bro!”

Dash did her thing again, lifting up and coming down with the help of Fire's hand guiding his organ into her still slightly spasming tunnel. As he had said, he didn't need much to reach a peak after all of the previous rolling, gripping and stroking he had taken. He similarly erupted a hot, white geyser of gooey jizz, mingling his seed with his brother's previous load and giving Dash a much fuller, more packed felling than she had had in her previous days.

Fire lingered within her, mostly by the decision of Dash, who was coasting through her afterglow on top of him. “I was surprised you said you wanted two. I figured you'd chicken out, or just go one after the other...” he said, stroking slowly down Dash's back

“Not that we're complaining or anything. That was amazing!” Lightning shouted, sitting on Dash's bed and stretching out. “This was one to remember. You're really something, Rainbow Dash.”

“Don't go getting all mushy on me, you just screwed me while your brother helped,” Dash said with a tired laugh, finally thinking to pull up and off of Fire's mostly flaccid organ and slowly get off of his body. “Besides, Rapid Fire's better at it than you. Being mushy, I mean.”

“I told you we should have been taking lessons from him,” Fire said to his brother, slowly getting up and giving his back a quick stretch and pop.

“I know how to talk to mares,” Lightning huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “The old guy knows all that smooth, suave stuff but I'm better with my brash attitude. Like Rainbow, here. She's got the spirit too.”

“But it never hurts. You know who learned all his tricks? Soarin. That guy was always asking Rapid to teach him about talking to mares and stuff. He must be an expert by now,” Fire noted, slowly gathering up his attire and getting dressed again.

Dash had stumbled over to her bed and fallen into it, after shooing Lightning away. “Sounds like my kinda guy. I know he's fast and he's got the skills out in the sky, but if he can talk and act like Rapid then he's got the whole package.”

Fire lightly slapped Lightning on the back of the head and glared at him. “I told you, dipstick. Should have asked for his help.”

“Ow! Fine, you were right, again. No need to rub it in,” Lightning said, rubbing the back of his head while dressing with his free hand.

“We'll head out. Bet you're looking forward to tomorrow night, right?” Fire asked, glancing over at the relaxing Dash.

“Buck yeah I am,” Dash responded, with a yawn trailing at the end of her statement. “More mysterious men coming around to totally give it to me. And I can give them the business right back. He's not gonna know what hit him!”

“I sure feel like I got hit. You're a real goer,” Lightning said, waiting for his brother by the door. “Later.”

“Later dudes,” Dash called out. She listened to the door open and close, then swatted at the light beside the bed and dropped the room into darkness. As she drifted off she could only smile. She had had some fun, but if she was right about it, the next one to come would be the best.