Blue Mare—Gray Man

Chapters

Escape
Rememberance
Coffee
I Drink
Toast

Escape

Arguments

One of my bosses friends dozed lazily around the shop. I ignored her as she and Rose started chatting. Rose eventually ran up the stairs, leaving me to my watch the blue headed mare laze around the storefront. Eventually, bored of poking the pots and bags of soil, she wandered over towards me.

The blue haired mare leaned into the counter. "Hey there." she leaned against the counter. "So...you like music?"

I looked behind me and up the stairs to the boss's house. "Sure. What are you into?"

The mare shook her head hard, she seemed a little stunned at the sound of my voice. "Sorry, you sound...your accent."

I rubbed my chin and leaned back onto the counter. "I lived in The Ukraine when I was a kid. Don't worry about it, a lot of people ask."

"Oh...sorry dude." she moved her eyes away from me and fixed her glasses.

I waved her off. "It's fine, so music?"

The mare looked back at me. "Ever listen to dubstep?"

"Dubstep...eugh, techno is much better."

The mare leaned onto the counter with her forelegs. "Whaaaaaaat!? No way dude, you're full of crap!"

I shook my head and leaned across the counter. "You're going to tell me DEADPON3 is better than Daft punk? And I am not speaking of their new crap, I mean older stuff!"

"Hey man, I know DEADPON3, he's way talented. And you're telling me techno is better than dubstep, do you even know who you're talking to!?"

"Should I care, you're in a flower shop arguing music with a clerk."

The mare glared at me under her glasses. "Fair play...fair...play. Now let me ask you this, do you want to know who I am?"

I shrugged and adjusted myself in my chair. "Sure...you obviously can't wait to tell me anyways."

The mare's tail started whipping around angrily. "You...ooooh, you.... I'm DJ-PON3, kinda famous."

"Yes...I have heard of you. You were supposed to be modest...did I get under your skin?" I jeered as I leaned back in my chair.

"What if I say yes? What you gonna do about it?!"

"Scattle is better than Skrillex."

She gasped, jumping back from the counter. "I- what, Scattle!?" I nodded smugly. "I bet you like euro-pop you weirdo!"

"It's better than annoying wub wub wub wub."

The mare's tail was going crazy, her rage barely contained as she paced around. "No...you like the plinky crap, bweeooooooooow."

I stifled a laugh. "Yes, yes I do. Too much bass in your music, you can barely hear the music."

She ran over and pressed her hooves hard into the counter. "The bass is the music!"

"It's not music, it's noise!"

The mare slammed her hooves on the counter. "Where the fuck is Vince!? He's supposed to hurry up!"

Before I could answer my bosses wife started down the steps into the shop. "Vinyl hey, Vince is...he's not good."

"Rose, he said he'd help me!"

Rose started back up the stairs. "Vinyl I think he's got a stomach virus...sorry."

I tapped on the counter. "What is happening, maybe I can help."

Rose looked over at me. "Well...I guess. Just close up shop before you leave. Vinyl this is Gray. Gray, Vinyl. Now I really gotta get back to him, he's ruining the toilet." Rose darted up the stairs, leaving me to tend the shop.

"You're name's a color? Are you sure you're not a pony?" I gave a mocking laugh and stared her down. I quickly stood up and went over to the back doors. Vinyl started following me around as I locked up shop. "Anyways, you're really going to tell me you hate dubstep, me!?"

"I think I just did." I finished with the doors and walked the blue headed mare out front. "Dubstep is noise compared to synth and electric."

"Yell well synth is just for nostalgic ponies that can't get over the nineties!"

The mare started leading me, walking backwards to keep our conversation running. "The nineties, you mean the eighties right?"

"No, nine hundred nineties! It was like...eleven years ago- eleven years.... I'm getting old."

She slowed and walked normally. "Oh? How old are you then?"

"None of your business tech head!"

"Twenty six." my words stopped her in her tracks.

She ran back over and looked at me. "Seriously? You're twenty six?"

"Yes. Why, do I look like an old man?"

She looked up at me. "You look like...you look like this guy I know in Canterlot. But that might be racist."

I started laughing as I bumped into her. "What, was he Russian?"

"I think that's what he said."

My smile died as I took a step away from her. "That was a joke. Fucking Russians...they never leave us alone." I grumbled angrily as we walked forward.

"So...what's it like?" Vinyl asked as she paced around me. "Being old I mean?"

I gave a flustered sigh. "I'm not old, you're just young...how young, I don't know, but apparently younger than me."

"I'm uh. You promise to keep it to yourself?"

"Who are you?" I asked with as serious a tone as I could.

"Who am I...I told you- oh...I get it." she bumped into my hip before walking past me. "I'm...uh...what day is it?"

"March thirteenth."

"Aw crap...I'm old too."

"How old!?" I asked, nearly bursting into laughter.

"Twenty five.... Fuuuuck, I feel so old!"

I scoffed as she started veering off towards a plain looking building. "You're fine, so stop your complaining."

She spun around and bumped the door open with her flank. "I know I'm fine, and that's why I don't blame you for staring."

"Classy." I followed her inside and looked around the darkened disco. "So why am I here?"

Vinyl flipped on the lights. "My old boyfriend left some stuff in the loft, Vince said he'd help me move it." I shook my head and followed her towards a door in the back of the club. Just behind the doors sat a flight of stairs, blocked by a large cardboard box. "See...I tired to get it out."

"It looks fine to me-"

"There are like five more...and they're really heavy."

I stared at her, working my sight up to her horn. "Cant you just...levitate them down?"

Vinyl tapped a hoof on her floor and looked at the box. "Dude...they're like sixty pounds each. Can you help me or not?"

I cocked an eyebrow and started pulling the wedged box down the steps. I looked inside and saw what looked like an apron. "What is this stuff anyways?"

"Some metal stuff, he worked on shoes."

"Horseshoes or human shoes?"

"Horse shoes you dink. Why would he make human shoes?"

"Oh sorry, sorry I'm not a know-it-all wubmare!" I lifted her backside with my foot and plopped her back down a few steps away.

"Well I'm sorry you have terrible taste in music!" she huffed as she ran up the stairs. "Wait here, I'll get the rest."

I sat on the top step and waited as she pushed the boxes towards me. "So why'd you break up with him?"

Vinyl perched on top of the box as she let out a soft huff. "Heavy.... He's gone, moved on."

"Oh! I'm sorry."

"Huh- oh- oh no, he's not dead! He moved to Appleloosa. He was supposed to come by for his stuff last week but he never did."

"Ah, I see." I stood up and lifted the box. "So you didn't want to stay with him?"

Vinyl moved back into her home, shouting down the stairs. "He was alright. Not worth a long distance kinda thing, but he was alright."

I set the box down and started back up the stairs. "How mean." I hoisted up the next box and started downstairs. "So you just left him?"

"Hey he was cool about it. But...yeah, pretty much." she started laughing hard as she pushed another box out. "Don't act like you've never had to do that before."

"No...I get it, like when I left The Ukraine. I miss the women...good times."

"Well aren't you just the textbook definition of a romantic." she had brought another box out while I reminisced.

I spotted something odd in the last box. "Um...your boyfriend owned a buttplug?"

Vinyl spun around, her head scanning the box before trying to push it away. "Wrong box...that's my...uh...yeah...wrong box."

"Fun box?"

She let out a small cough as she kicked the box back into the room. "Fun box...."

"Nice." I grabbed the last box and started down the stairs. "Whips or toys?"

Vinyl hurried down the steps after me. "Buy me dinner and find out."

"Ha, maybe once you admit techno is better."

"You wish!" Vinyl waited at the base of the stairs for me. I set the box down and looked to Vinyl. "Cool dude, cool. Hey so...I'm not saying we should hang out, but...we should hang out."

I smiled at her and sat back on the boxes. "Sure, you're friends with my boss, you'll find me."

Vinyl shook her head. "Nah dude, wait here." she hurried off beyond the doors and popped back in with a small blue wristband. "Keep that with you, hours are-"

"I've been here before." I took the band and stuffed it in my pockets. "I think someone else was DJ though."

"Aw dude, freaking Light Show was on last week.... Anyways come by when you get a chance."

"Why should I? Are you saying you enjoy seeing me?" I jeered with a cheeky smile.

"No, I'd just enjoy proving you wrong about my wubs."

I shook my head, laughing a little as I stood up. "I'll think about it." I started heading out of the club.

"Hey dude, don't think, do!"

"A little too eager there!" I laughed as I let the club doors swing closed behind me.

I jammed my key into the lock and hurried inside. Colgate was laying across the couch, reading a book. "Gray...how ya doing?"

"I'm alright, how are you?" I emptied my pockets and hurried towards the kitchen.

"Met a mare at the library. She said I was pretty. So that was the highpoint of my day."

I grabbed some leftover pork and beans and started warming them up. "That's nice, anything else?"

"Oh- oh- I know, I also held a drill in a nasty pony mouth for about half an hour. That was fun." Colgate walked slowly into the kitchen. "What do you want me to say? It was another day at work."

"Microwave you are my greatest ally." I murmured to myself as I grabbed my food out of the electronic box. "Well my day wasn't much better. Dealing with gardeners all day, then I helped some mare move."

"Who's moving?"

"Do you know the local DJ?" I started eating the savory meal.

Colgate snapped her book shut. "DJ-PON3? You helped Vinyl Scratch move- Wait, Vinyl's moving!?"

"Sort of, I helped her move her old boyfriends stuff out of her home."

"Oh, ooooooh, look at you! Putting the moves on Vinyl!"

"Shut up...didn't you take a pass at the mayor?" I poked my fork towards her.

"Hey, I told you not to talk about that." Colgate slammed the table. "Besides I think it's great! You love crappy music, she loves crappy music, it's a match made by...by...uh...the deaf!"

"So funny. Oh yes, I love crappy music and you love oral." I started laughing as I cleaned up.

"Hygiene, I accidentally say oral once and you never let me hear the end of it, ya jerk!"

I started going into my room. "You do love jerks in your mouth don't you?" I started busting up as Colgate had a small meltdown. I threw myself back into my bed and relaxed. I remembered back to the mare from the club. Maybe I'll go on Monday.

Rememberance

Sundays

"Colgate you don't have to come."

"Yes, but I want to. You always talk about this place and I'm gonna check it out."

I opened the door and let her start ahead. "It's a church...and you're not..." I rubbed the back of my head hard. "I guess it's fine."

"I'll be good, I promise." she trotted in and quickly found a seat. I joined her as the priest started the services.

Colgate watched quietly as the service went on. "Hey...Gray...what's he saying?" I shushed her and went back to the book. "Gray...what's he saying."

I leaned over into her ear. "He's speaking Church Slavonic, it's a prayer. Now please, quiet."

She frowned hard and stared at the front of the small temple. The services ended just as quickly as they began, the few followers hurrying out. "I'm gonna go talk to him." Colgate jumped off her seat and trotted towards the priest.

"Colgate I- Jesus...." I followed after her as she blindsided the priest, causing him to jump up a little and drop his bible.

I reached them as Colgate levitated his bible back to him. "Thank you...did you need something?"

I stood behind Colgate and got ready to pull her away when she said something sacrilegious. "Can you tell me what you were saying? My friend wouldn't tell me."

I felt an annoyed look cross my face as I prepared to grab her. "Oh course." the priest set his bible back down and instructed Colgate to take a seat. "Are you familiar with Christ?"

I watched as Colgate shook her head. I was not about to sit around and listen to someone trying to explain Christ to a pony. I hurried to the main doors and stepped outside. She was a big girl, she could take care of her self.

I started leaned on the exterior wall and watched the ponies pass by. It always felt weird seeing ponies in church, but I guess it draws all kinds. A small group of men walked out of the church. One quickly spotted me and walked over "Ey- (you hear about Canterlot?)" Weird accent for a Russian.

"(No, what happened to Canterlot?)"

Another man walked over, leaning into his friend and laughing. "(They're talking about opening up a cathedral for all of us!)"

I tried to seem enthused. "(That's great, any reason why?)"

The first man pushed the second away. "(Apparently a bunch of immigrants came through, all Slavs, its great news right?)"

"(Yes...I mean...yeah, its good.)" I always had to tiptoe around with the Russians, they get so touchy when I say anything bad about them.

The group hurried off. I watched the apparently devout duo wandered off. I leaned back against the church and tried to think of something to do. I hated my days off, it was always a service then nothing for a few hours.

A rougeish voice pulled me out of my stupor. "Is it ironic for a guy named Gray to wear a red shirt?" I turned towards the noise and found Vinyl walking towards me. "Dude, you didn't show up last night. Something happen?"

"Vinyl...hello, no, nothing happened. I was just a little busy, boss has been really sick so I've been helping his wife around the house."

Vinyl just kept nodding. "Cool...cool...hey you doing anything right now?"

"It's cool that my boss is sick? That's fucked up." I managed a small laugh at the end.

"Huh? Oh- oh no dude, that sucks bad. Sorry...just.... Look you doing anything or not?" she sounded a little flustered as she turned away.

I pushed off the wall and started walking with her. "What do you need Vinyl...you obviously need something." She ignored me. "Vinyl? Vinyl...hello?"

"Keep talking, just keep talking." she slowly listed towards me.

I nearly tripped as she bumped into my leg. "Vinyl- hey! What's up with you?!"

Vinyl righted herself. "Hey you hungry? I'm hungry, let's go get some lunch." she bolted off across the street and into the nearest restaurant. "You coming?!"

"What the hell is wrong with her?" I asked myself as I followed her into the shop. The smell of pancakes filled my nose as the warm of air the shop washed over me. Vinyl was arguing with the mare behind the counter. I just found an empty booth and sat down. I really wish I had something else to do, but between her strange behavior and the complete lack of more pressing matters, I was gonna wait it out.

Vinyl spotted me and ran over. "Hey dude, you want something?"

"I'm good." Vinyl gave me a strange look before looking back at the mare behind the counter and nodding. She quickly slid into the booth, not across from me like a normal person, but next to me.

I slid away, just for her to follow me, only leaving a few inches between us. "Hey...so...what's up?"

I stared at her as she hid behind her glasses. "Do I smell nice or something?"

"No- I mean...it's cool...just keep talking."

"Keep talking? What!?"

Vinyl craned her head to meet my ear. "Just talk alright, just say words, any words."

I pushed away from her. "You're nuts."

Vinyl shuddered slightly. "Man...can you whisper in my ear?"

"Okay, what the fuck is going on!?"

Vinyl looked around nervously before pulled my ear down to her's. "Just...your voice...I'll explain later but I need you to keep talking."

"Fine." I pushed her away. "But don't lean on me."

She nodded as a large man brought a plate of pancakes over. "Thanks Mick." Vinyl grabbed the plate and stared at it. The large man gave a silent wave before lumbering off. "So...what do you think of...weather...."

I rubbed my head and thought of a better topic. "So how's the club? Everything going well?"

She leaned her head back and let out a soft sigh. "Yeah dude, things are great. Ponies always love my mixes, you really gotta come around soon."

"Sure, I promise I'll come around soon."

She caught herself, a forkful of pancake half in and half out of her mouth. "...Can you say that again...slower?"

Had I any doubt this was a sexual thing, it was completely eradicated by now. "How about you finish up and we leave?"

She stared at her pancakes and fixed her glasses. "I'm gonna be honest...I'm not really hungry."

I let out a small huff. I pulled her plate over and shoveled a pancake into my mouth. "Arightleshgo." I wiped my mouth on my arm and started pushing Vinyl off the booth.

"Sure, you wanna go to the club? Maybe...your house?"

I shook my head as I lead her out of the restaurant. "I'm not taking you to my house.... The club is fine."

"Don't sound so down...I just wanna talk."

"Sure you do...I know what you want." I was starting to wonder what exactly I expected to happen. I think somewhere deep down the prospect of possible sex was over riding my logical side.

"So...you're interested then?" she walked up beside me. "Cause, I'm not...don't take this the wrong way, but I don't even care who you are."

"You barely know me, how could you. I know what this is, I'm still walking with you."

Vinyl leaned into my leg, curling her tail around my thighs. "We really need to hang out more, like...not just...for this. Like, you seem like you'd be cool."

"I work during the day, you work at night-"

"Oh right, you work for Roseluck...well screw it we can hang out there!"

I let my hand run along her back. "You're going to try and get me fired?"

Vinyl spotted her club and hurried her pace. "No way, Rose will be cool about it, I promise." She unlocked the doors, quickly locking them behind her. "Hold on, let me do something first." she trotted off behind the DJ booth. A soft rumble filled the room as she put a disk in place. "Background noise."

The soft thumping of the bass wasn't overwhelming, still not exactly my style but it was alright. Vinyl smiled at me, leading me to a nearby booth and waiting eagerly for me to join her. I fell back in the seat and relaxed. "So what is this all about."

She crawled across my lap and turned her belly to me. "Just talk to me."

"That's it?"

She levitated off her glaces. I was immediately stricken mute by her eyes. "I'm gonna make it simple. I love your voice, as in, if your voice was a pony I would fuck it...a lot...."

I ignored her vulgarity and stared into her ruby red eyes. "You're beautiful."

She jerked up, getting to her haunches and staring at me. "I don't...I wasn't expecting that one." she turned away from me. "That didn't feel as good as I thought it would...."

I leaned down and whispered into her ear. "Can I ask you something?" I ran my hand across her barrel.

I felt her take a deep breath as I traced my fingers over her coat. "Oooh, don't-"

I slowly moved my hand down her body. "Tell me what you want me to do."

I felt her breath go heavy as I ran my hand over her lower stomach, her soft flesh turning softer as I reached her breasts. I remembered back to the first awkward night I had spent with an Equestrian, learned a lot from that mare though. I let my palm run over her tiny mounds, massaging them slightly while nipping at her ear.

"Is it the way I speak, the tone of my voice." I started to put a slight emphasis on my accent, not too far to make it novelty, but enough to make Vinyl's ear twitch as I spoke. "The way the words slide off my tongue." I flattened my hand and ran it down her body, stopping as I felt something moist. "Excited?"

Her breath was a bit ragged as I worked her soft flesh, keeping just above her winking sex. "Stop freaking teasing me!"

"Oh? But it's so fun. My fingers running over you skin, the way your breath catches when I touch out." I planted a kiss into the side of her neck. She quickly caught her breath, holding it until I ceased my movements. "The way you twitch and squirm, it's amazing."

She started whimpering as I flicked her clit. "Oh dear Celestia, more please, more now please." she leaned back into my chest, giving me unfettered access to her body. I answered her submission by sliding my fingers over her sex, splitting her lips and pressing my thumb hard into her clit.

She let out a shrill whimper as I teased her entrance. She leaned her head back and tried to kiss me. I leaned back and kept her at bay. "Please! I want it...I need it, please?"

"How sweet, but you wanted my voice." I blew a soft stream of air past her ear. "Let my hands take care of you." I moved my free hand from her side to her sex, sliding up and down her hot sex, covering them in her juices. Once I was sure I had soaked them enough I brought them up, holding them lightly in front of her mouth.

She brought her forelegs up, pulling my fingers into her mouth and sucking on them. Her tongue digging into the grooves of my fingers as I slowly pressed my fingers into her, keeping my thumb circling her bulbous nub. I tugged at her sex before sliding my fingers into the sopping wet hole, her insides burning hot as I slid my fingers past her.

She let out a pleased moan as she shoved her tongue between my fingers, sucking at them and playing with my thumb as she moved her hoof around my hand. "You love this don't you...you love having me inside of you, don't you?"

"Mmmhmm." she mumbled as I pressed my fingertips into the base of her tongue.

I slowly became more and more aware that the music had picked up, the soft thumping now much deeper. I decided to use that as a rhythm and started sliding my fingers in and out to the music. Her sex twitching and squeezing my fingers, soaking them in her fluids as they invaded her insides.

She popped her mouth open, letting out a stuttery moan as I dragged my fingers to the tip of her tongue.

I quickly felt my lower hand soak even further as she clenched her entire body around me. "Does it feel good? Tell me, do you like the way it feels?"

She answered in a soft grunt as she pressed her back against me. "You love it don't you, my fingers deep inside you. Are you going to cum, go ahead...cum like the needy mare you are."

I spread my fingers inside her, tipping her over the edge. She started taking massive huffs of air as I removed my fingers from her mouth. I brought my now free hand to her side, quickly stroking her body and letting her sex pulse, squeeze, and soak my hand.

"Fuu-uu-uck..." Vinyl went limp. "Sh-shit...I haven't...cum like that...since high school...."

I set her down next to me, a huge wet spot on my upper thigh. "Well...glad I could assist."

She looked at my thigh, laughing hard as she laid across the booth. "Sorry dude...I didn't think...I'd squirt like that. Hey do you want...like a blowjob or something?"

I started laughing, picking her up and starting towards her house. "I'll take a rain check." I started up the stairs from the previous day and into her home. "You have a rag or something?"

"For you leg? Maybe..." she wiggled out of my grip and flattned herself out on the floor. "Ow...oh wow...I can't feel my legs."

I scooped her back up, cradeling her and taking her to the nearest seating. "You have a TV? Is cable up yet?"

She curled up on her sofa, laying her head on a large pillow. "Yeah, they started like a week ago. You wanna watch TV?"

"Sure...let me clean up first."

"Wait, take me with you! I feel damp...and warm...."

I went back scooping her up and walking around her house until I found the bathroom. I set her down, letting her tend to herself while I washed my hands and tried to dry my leg. "Jesus...you...I mean, I'm flattered, but I need to wash these." I sat on the edge of her tub and took my pants off.

"Hmm, nice...." Vinyl made a few dirty jokes as I ran water of the stain. I hung them over her shower head and left them to dry. "You're not- ...never mind, I just rode your fingers, you don't care."

I stood up. "Nope." I walked out of her bathroom, quickly finding a seat on her couch. She trotted in after me, jumping up and turning the TV on.

She turned on some reality show, mares arguing and a singular stallion sitting in the foreground. "Tell no one I watch this...okay?"

"Everyone watches crappy shows." I reassured her and put my arm around her, letting my hand fall against her flank as she leaned against me. We spent the next few hours watching TV. It was impressive the variety of shoes Equestria was sporting. Everything from crappy reality shows, fashion, sports, drama, even a cartoon channel.

Things went long and I ended up passing out on her sofa.

Coffee

Under the Counter

Vinyl meandered around the shop while I sat behind the counter. "...is...all...ay...Gray?" I pulled my ear buds out and cocked an ear towards her. "...I said, is this seriously all you do all day?"

"More or less. Mondays are really slow." I went to put my ear buds back in just as she started talking again. "Vinyl...I told you you'd be bored."

"Gray...come on...let's do something, something fun!"

I looked around the shop. "I'm at work, work isn't supposed to be fun...it's supposed to be work."

Vinyl scrunched up her muzzle, pacing around the counter and jumping into my lap. She looked around her saddlebags, eventually pulling out a headset. "Here, let me see." she levitated the input to me. I plugged her into my ipod and let the music play. She looked a bit uncomfortable, but eventually let her head bob.

She levitated my ipod away as she wandered around the shop. I reached under the counter and pulled out a book I had been reading. "Gray...it's all plinky stuff. Where's the bass?"

I looked down at her, she was wearing her headphones cocked to one side. "I don't like heavy bass...let me see the song." Vinyl complied, levitating my ipod back to me. "Is...Paris...it's a good song."

"I guess...." she took the ipod back and started to walk away. She went bolt stiff as she started to move. "Gray...Gray...Gray...what is this?!" she ran over and tossed the ipod onto the counter. "You listen to classical?!"

"Classical?" I looked at the ipod, it was playing one of my personal songs. "Ah...hahaaa...is Ukrainian. It has a certain charm to it no?"

Vinyl tore the ipod off the counter and started flipping through the selection. "Dude...this stuff is weird. It's like...happy, but fast."

I watched with a smile as she sat and listened intently. I did love the sound of an accordion in Slavic style. Something about seeing a pony enjoy the music in such a way made me smile.

The fun was short lived as Rose and Vince came down the stairs. "Gray, can you- what's she doing?"

I looked back to Vinyl, she was pacing around the shop and trotting jauntily. "Music. You needed something?"

Vince let go of Rose, quickly limping towards the door. "I'm gonna get going."

Rose looked worriedly at Vince. "His tummy's really not good. I'm gonna take him to the hospital."

Vince stopped in the doorway, clutching his stomach. "I don't have a tummy...I have a stomach."

Rose stuck her tongue out at Vince. "Anyways, can you close up the shop? I don't think we're gonna be back until late."

I nodded loyally. "Of course, make sure he is well, I will watch the shop."

Rose hugged my side. "Thanks Gray." she gave a quick squeeze before pushing off and running after Vince.

"Hmm...I hope he is okay." I muttered to myself as I went to lock the back door. I went back to the front and spotted Vinyl dancing on the counter. I walked over and sat back in my chair. The party mare continued to shake her flank, oblivious to me sitting mere inches away.

I pulled the ipod from her bag. "Space oddities...I have that song?" I reached up and pulled the headphones from Vinyl.

"Hey!"

"One second." I held the pony headphone to the side of my head and listened to the famous song. "This is Bowie!"

Vinyl levitated the headphones back to her. "I don't care who it is, I like it!"

I leaned back in my chair and watched her dance. "Well yeah...it's Bowie, who the hell doesn't love Bowie?" she was obviously not listening. I let her finish out the song before pulling my ipod away.

"Okay." Vinyl jumped off the counter. "So...you've got some cool music, but you still need to hear mine some time."

I shrugged. "Go get it then, I'm not going anywhere."

Vinyl cocked her head, a confused look nearly hidden behind her glasses. "Wait...Rose and Vince left didn't they?" I nodded. "So we're all alone...in an empty shop."

"Your point?"

"Let's ditch!"

I shook my head. "I can't just leave. I'm not about to take advantage of my boss's sickness."

Vinyl fell the her rump. "You're so lame! Fine, but I'm gonna look around then."

Vinyl started walking behind the counter. "Don't go into their house...don't be rude."

She snaked her way under the counter, staring up past my groin. "Did I say I was gonna go in their house? No, I said I'm gonna look around." she pressed her muzzle into my groin. "And I think I found something fun, smells nice. Really musky." she continued to bury her muzzle in my groin.

"Really?" I shifted around as I began to grow constricted in my clothes. "I mean honestly."

Vinyl latched onto my groin, letting out a long hum before looking up at me. "You said you won't leave, and I'm bored. Besides, humans taste good. Salty." she went back to burying her face in my groin, nuzzling left and right as her horn threatened to stab my stomach.

I let out a long sigh as I accepted my fate. "Let me-"

Vinyl was already working on taking my belt off. "Nu uh, you sit here and let me work."

"I was going to lock the door...but okay. Someone come in, it's on you."

Vinyl got an extremely wide grin on her face. "No, it's in me."

It took my brain a moment to process just how vulgar she was being. "Wow...wooow...I mean...punny."

I watched as Vinyl's glasses levitated onto the counter top. She pulled my belt off and yanked my pants down a bit. She started laughing, slowly looking up at me. "You're staining your boxers dude...I thought you said you didn't want this." she didn't bother letting me answer. She wrapped her lips around my covered tip and tickled my tip with her tongue.

I let out a soft groan as I leaned back in my chair. "I never said...it was unwelcome." I felt a soft teasing grip pull me free. "Just unprofessional."

Vinyl was running her tongue along my shaft as she held me flat against my leg. "Mmmm, do I look professional?" she popped one eye open while keeping her lips pressed against my shaft. I let out a small laugh, prompting her to kiss up and down my rod until she reached my tip. "Ask."

"What?"

"Ask me to do it." she pressed her lips hard into my tip, causing me to twitch.

"No...I'm not going to beg."

Vinyl let out a soft hum into my tip. "I didn't say beg...but that's a good idea." she ran her tongue around my tip. "Beg me." I ignored her and leaned back. "Really? Okay then."

Vinyl nipped at my tip, causing me to jump a little. She pulled back and laid her head across my member. "Mmmm, I can feel lit leaking on me...it smells so strong..." she let out a horribly sexual moan. "It tastes so good...smells so good...feels so good...I love it..." she nuzzled my groin, keeping her lips pressed against my flesh as she wormed her head around my shaft. She waited until my leg started shaking to move on, moving up and twirling her tongue around my tip.

"Enough!" I slammed the counter.

Vinyl stopped, keeping my head in her mouth. She squeezed my head ever so slightly as she smiled. She flicked her tongue along the underside of my shaft and pulled back. "Beg me, beg me to do it." she seemed so excited.

"I'm not going to beg!"

Vinyl frowned hard. "Then I'm gonna make you." she continued to tease my cock, nipping, nuzzling, licking, and sucking. My breath reduced to grunts and snarls as I tried to keep my composure. "Oh dear Celestia, you sound like an animal...." she kissed the very tip of my head. "Don't beg...just keep doing that." I let out a loud growl as I kicked my leg. "Ahh-haa-ahh...." she let my cock rub along her muzzle. "I think I love you."

I couldn't say anything, my noises completely overriding my rational side. Vinyl slowly pulled me into her mouth, getting down half way before I hit the back of her throat. She wiggled her head back and forth, keeping eye contact as my dick squirmed and twitched inside her mouth. She closed her eyes and looked down as she pushed even further. A loud gagging sound followed by a loud squelch sang from behind the counter.

I let out a long guttural groan as Vinyl's soft throat squeezed my member. The sloppy texture mixed with the heat of her insides was sending waves of pleasure from head to base. I was in bliss as her tongue pressed against my base as she took me as far as I could go. She popped a single blood shot eye open, a bright red pressed across her cheeks. She let out a single gag before slowly pulling back, letting my saliva coated cock roll across her tongue and back into her mouth.

I snapped my head upright. "Holy fuck!" I screamed, a pony was coming in the door. I slid my chair forward, trapping Vinyl under the counter. The pony walked into the building. "Hello...how can I- help you?"

The pony smiled at me, hurrying over and picking a few pots and a trowel. Vinyl either didn't care, or didn't know, and continued to slide me back and forth through her throat. The pony in the shop walked over, throwing the supplies up. "That's all...uh...." she started staring at the glasses on the counter. "Oh no...somepony forgot their glasses."

"Uh huh...." I grumbled as I rang up the order. "Twenty bit-...bits."

The mare gave me a strange look. "You okay?" she slid the coins onto the counter. "You're acting kinda weird."

"I'm excellent...have a nice day." I slid the supplies to the edge of the counter and waited as the mare slowly left.

"Well...thanks...bye."

"Yes...goodbye...so long....Fucking fuck!" I slammed the counter twice. Vinyl had been doing her best to give me as sloppy a time as possible. I let out a long cry as I felt myself nearing my limit. The way her throat convulsed around me, the heat of her mouth, the soft lapping of her tongue when she drew back, it was all too much. I reached under the counter and grabbed her head.

I quickly jabbed her throat as the end drew closer. I held her down as I let out a long groan, ending as I started to throb in her throat. I held back as long as I could, letting her convulsing throat send pulses of joy through my lower body. But things grew too much, and with a small start, I flooded her throat with my seed. "Holy shit...." I let out a few snarls and grunts as I held her down and pumped her insides with my sticky cum.

Vinyl was simply taking it. Eyes closed, body still, tongue still reaching for my base. I slowly pushed her head back as my member started to feel a bit weak inside of her. She let it go with a loud slurping sound as I slid from her mouth, passing over her soft lips and slapping against my thigh. "Fu-uck...."

Vinyl just stared at me, tongue out and mouth wide open. "Dude...that was...hmmmm." she closed her eyes and shook her body hard. "I can feel it in my stomach...all warm and gooey." she gave me a wide smile as she jumped onto my lap. "Rub my belly...I wanna feel it."

I let out a long breath, trying to collect myself. "You are...truly one of a kind." I rubbed Vinyl's belly, causing her to practically melt into my lap as the thick liquid sloshed around inside of her.

Vinyl was relishing in the feeling of the warm cream deep inside of her. "I only regret...not tasting it." she stretched out and laid across my lap as I continued to rub her belly. I'd have to do something nice for her after all this.

I Drink

Permenant marker

I was on the verge of going to sleep at the counter when Vinyl burst in once again. "Gray, hey man you gotta help me!" Vinyl nearly jumped onto the counter, slamming her front hooves into it and nearly knocking an expensive clay pot to the ground. I leaned off my chair, grabbing it and managing to soften the impact with my spine. "Whoa dude, sorry!"

I set the pot down on the floor and pulled myself back into my seat. "Ow...god damn it, that really hurt you know. Shit...now what do you want?!"

Vinyl pushed off the counter. "Hey don't you get started with me! I'm already dealing with enough stupid shit right now! So can you help me or not!?"

I let out a long huff. "Fine, shop is empty anyways." I locked the back door and met her at the front. "So what's the problem?"

Vinyl pranced in place as I locked the door to the shop. "Ponies, everywhere! I need someone with fingers to help!"

"Fine...fine...I'll see what I can do." I quieted down and waited for her to lead me back to the club. A short walk later and we were at the rather bland building she used for her shows.

As we walked in, the entire club was littered with passed out clubbers. The distinct smell of sex and sweat was heavy in the air as well. "What the hell happened!?"

Vinyl trotted over and sat on a passed out stallion. "Remember how I said I was gonna be busy yesterday? Yeah...I hosted all day and this happened." she poked the stallion, making him groan loudly as he splayed out further. "They just never left, and now the entire place is littered with the little buggers."

I poked a pile of ponies with my shoe. "So why do you need me? Can't you just throw them out yourself?"

"Pfff, throw em out? No." Vinyl trotted off, coming back with a large black box. "We're not gonna throw em out! We're gonna draw on em." she opened the box, revealing a large collection of markers. "I don't know many unicorns in town, so you're the next best thing."

I started laughing and pulled a few markers out. "You are serious?"

Vinyl was already mid pen stroke as she looked back at me. "Hey, they're the one who passed out in here. I close at three, they stay they get drawn on." She turned back to a passed out human's face. "And...there, how's that for a penis?"

I walked over and looked at the black marker dick she'd drawn on the girl's face. "Well...is alright." I took the black marker from her magical grip and knelt down. "Needs...a little more." I drew a few spurt lines from the head and gave it some veins. "There, is proper penis."

"Nice thick black dick." Vinyl chuckled as she moved on. "Oh...hey Gray...I got a question."

I picked a pink pony and joined her in the drawing. "Okay, I can answer."

"Am I a slut?"

My arm shot out, smudging my writing along the pony's neck. "Uh- I mean...you did kinda of blow me after the second date."

Vinyl slowly made her way past the bodies that lined the floor. "Dude, second date's a long time! Ponies either do it first date, or tenth."

I stared at her as she started drawing a spiral around the pink pony's cutiemark. "Is that normal? I mean...sexuality varies country to country back home, so I guess.... I don't know." I finished my botched writing and stood up. "Back in Poland the women were a three date deal, or it was a one night thing."

Vinyl drew a crude skull and moved on. "But you taste good. Should I wait, I mean...I will, I don't want to, but I will."

I shrugged and switched to a blue marker. "I do not care, and if someone says something to you, I will break their fucking nose."

Vinyl's head jumped up. "Dude, seriously?"

"Are we together?"

"Well I kinda claimed you...do you know what that means?"

"No, but I assume we are together, so yes." I finished writing kurwa on a drunk pony's face. "You have trouble, I will deal with it. Just like in Poland."

Vinyl adjusted her glasses and sat on her haunches. "Dude that's awesome. Can you...come here?"

I finished drawing an arrow down the back of some human towards their ass and walked over. "Okay, sure."

Vinyl gestured for me to come down to her. I did, and was immediately tackled by the amorous mare. She clung to my neck as she forced out lips together. It didn't last long, but she definitely got her point across. "That's hot."

I was left laughing amongst the bodies as she wandered off. "What?"

Vinyl went back to drawing. "I'm gonna explain pony relationships for you real quick. There are herds, and there are one on one. That's all pretty normal, but a guy fighting for a girl, that's awesome."

I sat upright and started doodling on the nearest bare flesh. "Is that not normal? Back home you either hit someone who fucked your girl, or fucked with your girl."

Vinyl shivered, letting out a strange groan as she did. "Where did you say you were from?"

"The Ukraine...."

"We're going there one day."

I started laughing nervously. "Heh heh...heh...no." I dragged a marker from pony to human to pony as I walked around. "Russia is causing trouble, and the country is a little...dirty, right now." I capped the marker and pocketed it. "And I spent most of my time on the polish boarder. Maybe we can go to Poland...not terrible idea." I thought back to the beautiful blondes back home. "No...is good idea."

"You serious? I can save up some money if you think you can get us there."

I let out a funny noise. "Pfffff, is Poland. It won't cost too much. And Vincent pays me way too much. Have you been to earth before?"

"Once." Vinyl finished with her markers and put them away. "I toured the town the portals in. It uh...kinda sucked."

I nodded. "Newfoundland, it really does suck."

"Really cold."

"Cold? Bah, black sea is cold." I walked over to the bar as Vinyl followed. "So is that it?"

Vinyl nodded and went behind the bar. "I think so. See how quick that went with two people!? They would have woken up if I had to do it alone." A loud groan rang out as she spoke. "See, just in freaking time!"

The newly sketched patrons started to collect themselves and wake each other up. "Um...Gray can you make them leave?" Vinyl asked as the patrons lingered around.

"Should hire a bouncer." I left the bar and started sorting out the groggy clubbers. "Out you, Go dry out!" I tossed a grown man out the front door and started herding the others out. "Outside, go, is closed, leave!" Little by little the club was drained of the loiterers. "Come back when you have more money!" I yelled as the hungover mob was released into town. "The coffee shop is going to make a killing soon."

Vinyl was laying across the bar as I returned. "Hey...is this sexy?" She rolled onto her back and stretched out her hoof, letting out a soft, ooh, as she did.

I shrugged and sat at the bar. "Am still not used to thinking of ponies as sexy...it takes time."

Vinyl lifted her front end off the bar with an angry gasp. "Well you think I'm sexy right!?"

"I would not fight for an ugly woman." I cooed with a smile, tugging at her ear as I did.

Vinyl wiggled around as I let her ear go, eventually laid her chin across the bar and adopting a dumb smile. "Your voice makes me wet...and I love it."

I shook my head and rubbed my eyes. "Well...not subtle."

She looked at me. "I'm a blue maned DJ with an awesome reputation for being awesome. Subtlety can suck it."

I started laughing as Vinyl climbed off the bar. "An awesome reputation for being awesome? Is that a thing here?"

"It is if you're me." Vinyl spun around on a bar stool. "Hey so...the shop place is already closed...and I don't have to work today...do you wanna...like...watch a movie?"

"What kind of movie?"

Vinyl stared at me, my reflection crystal clear in her glasses. "P-porn...." She looked nervous. "Will you watch porn with me?"

"Eeeeeeeh...porn with girl...or work. On one hand, money, on the other hand pussy." I rubbed my chin hard. "I am conflicted."

"Seriously?"

"No." I stood up and started walking towards the door to her loft. "Vince and Rose are in Canterlot until Tuesday anyways."

Vinyl ran past me and blocked the stairs. "Uh...that's great...can you wait here?"

"No."

Vinyl stopped dead halfway up the stairs. "I kinda need to--"

I waved her off and walked up after her. "I'm not waiting in there, smells like a sex pit."

"But I--"

"Vinyl, it's--"

We were both cut off as the door to her loft swung open. A dozy grey mare wandered out and looked around. "Oh...hey...a human...neat." She walked towards me and Vinyl. "Oh...is this him?"

Vinyl peered at me from behind her glasses. "Uh...Gray...this is Treble...we're...related."

Treble nodded lazily. "I...am Treble, her cousins brother's uncle's wife's daughter...." Her speech was incredibly slow and labored. "So I think...we're...cousins?" She appeared to have confused herself.

"Yes...we're cousins." Vinyl corrected, a little annoyed. "So are you leaving?"

She looked at Vinyl for a long time. "...What?"

"We can use the loft?"

Treble let out a long oooooh, rolling her head as she did. "I was gonna say...they're still spraying my apartment." Treble bobbed her head and started off down the stairs. "Vinyl...I left your lube on the TV."

"Thank you Treble!" Vinyl shouted angrily. "Love you!"

"Heeeeeey cool...."

I watched as Treble walked away, a pair of white panties evident as she walked away. "Wow...were those yours?"

"Don't start...I'll tell you later but I really don't want to right now." She forced the door open and walked inside. "She's great...but she touches my stuff every time she comes over." Vinyl left me alone in her home as she wander off. I found a place on her couch and waited.

"Motherfucker! She fucking took it!" Vinyl screamed as she ran out of her room. "She took my damn butt plug!"

I stared forward and took a deep breath. I closed my eyes as I exhaled and spoke. "What?"

"She took my best butt plug! I was gonna use that thing damn it!"

I massaged my head as she paced about the room. "I don't know why I'm surprised...you said you wanted to watch porn...yet I am still surprised. I think I might be an idiot."

"Dude...just...should we still even do it- wait...." She bolted back into her room and let out a pleased yelp. "Found it!" She walked back in with a black tube. "I almost forgot about this thing. I can't use it in public so I never use it!"

She sat across my lap and levitated the thing behind her. "What the hell?" I asked as she started levitating DVDs over and scanning through them. "What is this?"

"Inflatable...no...buttplug...no...." She continued to flip through the disks. "Do you want all ponies, pony on human, or human on human?"

I stared at the latex monstrosity in my hands. "I do not even know where to start with this." As I stopped talking a bottle of lube flew into my view.

"So I guess I'll pick.... Oh, and just use a little bit of that and stick the pointy part in."

"Not what I mea--" I was cut off as a graphic lesbian sex scene popped onto the TV. "Really, just humans?"

Vinyl shifted around my lap as she stuck her hoof between her legs. "I like boobs...." She let out a long sigh as I watched her hoof drag across her pussy. "I wish I had boobs...."

I gave up and coated the plug in lube. "How did I even meet you?!"

"Is that a jo- okay!" She tensed up as I yanked her tail out of the way. "Hey, don't be- fuu- okay...be rough." She rubbed her sex hard as she stared at the TV. She let out a soft moan as the narrow plug slid inside her. "Mmmm, alright...you know what you're doing."

"Is not actually the first time I've seen one of these...." I grumbled to myself as Vinyl started the porn from the beginning. "The first girl I dated in the U.S. was--"

"Dude...shut up, I can't hear the girls. Just...pump the plug and watch."

I grumbled angrily as I squeezed the pump. Vinyl let out an increasingly loud moan as I pumped more and more air into the plug. "Wait...just a little more...it feels so full but I th-- fu-uck, that's it...right there. Right...one mo-- Fuck!" She clenched hard against the plug, craning her back as she kicked her leg out. "Okay, that's so tight...so damn...fuck...." She stretched out on my lap and stared at the porn on the TV. "Gray...you gonna just sit there, stroke it for me."

I flicked Vinyl's ear, making her clench again and twitch. "Stroke it, what am I to you, some piece of meat!?"

Vinyl glared at me from under her glasses. "Dude...seriously? We're masturbating together, and you get all pissy?"

I watched the TV as the porn stars went to work on each other. "You take care of me, I take care of you. Fair yes?"

"O-oh...well whip it out." Vinyl demanded as she flared up her magic. "Gonna try something new."

I let out a bored groan and pulled myself free. With my member hanging free Vinyl went to work, stroking my length with her magic. "This good?" She asked as she pulsed her magical grip around me. I let out a pleased groan as I rubbed Vinyl's sex with the ridge of my index finger. "Guess- so." She barely flinched as I slid my fingers in and started slowly fingering her.

Her hot insides were already soaking wet as I worked my fingers around in her flesh. She let out a muffled moan and returned my movements with a tingling drag along my length. I felt myself twitch as Vinyl clamped her magic down around the base of my shaft. "You can go harder Gray...you can go deeper too."

"I could...or I could just do this." I kept on slow, letting the pressure build and teasing her clit whenever she would wink it. Vinyl took my head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it, keeping her magical grip rather tight around my base.

"Yeah well I can do it too." Vinyl jeered before dipping back down and pressing the tip of her tongue against the very tip of my head.

I kept a level head as I felt the pressure build around the magical ring she was holding against my base. My fingers slid gently in and out of her, never going fast enough to make her moan, but just fast enough to make her start sliding her hips back and forth. I stopped her, holding her ass against my tight and forcing her to move at my pace. "Dude seriously, this hurts my neck, you're either gonna stop that or you're gonna lose my end."

"Is fine...go ahead." I slowed down even further, digging deep to keep her on edge. She let out an annoyed moan and ceased her grip around my cock. She grew more and more flustered.

"Celestia damn, you prick...." Vinyl grumbled as she tried to reach a hoof back. I stopped her and held her in place. She let out an angry grumble as I continued to slid in and out at a snails pace. "Serious-ly?" She fumbled her words as I gave the plug another half squeeze. "You dickhead...." Her expression grew more and more angry as she continued to drip over my fingers. Her face grew slowly more red as I dragged my fingers along her inner walls, letting her juices soak my pantleg. She tried to sneak in subtle thrusts but each and every time I stopped her and kept my movements agonizingly slow. "You're a fuck." she grumbled as she stared at the TV. "You proud of yourself dude?"

"So angry...do I make you mad when I do this?" I jeered, skewering her for a few moments before dragging slowly out and pinching her clit.

She let out an angry huff as I tweaked her love button. "I'm not even mad yet...you wanna see me mad keep it up!"

"Okay then...if you insist." I slowed my movements even further, switching to two fingers and adding just a little more air to the plug. Her ass stretched ever so slightly as I dragged my fingers along her insides.

Vinyl let out a long annoyed moan as she tried to not look back. "Aaaaaaaaaaaugh, you fucking boner!" She was involentarily rocking and trying desperately to get me to move faster. "I fucking hate you...you ass, your dick too small, you gotta use your fingers!?" Vinyl was growing more and more agitated the closer I brought her. She started loosing it after a particularly heavy dig. I stopped moving entirely and pumped more air into the already over inflated plug. "Y-y-you fucker!" She screamed as she tightened her body up. "You're such a tiny dickhead!"

"Yes...sure, I wonder how this must feel. So close, but never reaching it."

"I will kill you in your sleep you bastard...." Vinyl grunted as I returned to her red hot insides. Each twist of my fingers brought a hearty moan from her, each drag made her breath catch in her throat. "Let me cum you prick, I wanna cum! I'm so fucking close...."

"Beg then."

"Fuc-- Aah!" Her backside tensed up as her back leg shot out. "You fuck-fucker-ass!"

"Such a mouth. I'd fill it for you, give you a taste, but I think you'd bite me."

"Damn fucking right, just- let- me- go--" Vinyl buried her head into my leg, she sounded like she was crying as she tried desperately to force her ass back onto my fingers. "Please please please please- pleeeease!" She lost all semblance of control and went buck wild. "I'm loosing my shit here, just fuck me you god damn bastard!"

"I am not sure, you don't sound like you really want it."

Vinyl let out a terrible yell. "I will kill you Gray, I will end your fucking life!"

I nodded and jammed my fingers deep inside her, making her twitch and clench around my fingers. "Really? Do it then, let us see you move from here."

Vinyl mumbled to herself as she wiggled around my fingers. "Can't- move...."

"What was that?"

Vinyl stared me in the eyes, looking horridly pitiful. "Gray please...I wanna cum."

"Hmmm?" I lowered my head down to Vinyl's ear. "Does little party girl want to cum? Does little DJ want to cum?"

"Gray don't...please...I'm so fucking close."

"Is easy, beg me. Beg me like the horny little lady you are."

Vinyl started huffing and breathing heavily. "Please let me cum, for the love of Luna let me cum, little DJ Vinyl Scratch needs to cum like a schoolfilly, please let me fucking cum, I just wanna fucking cum!"

"Eh...good enough." I jammed my fingers in and out of her like mad, jostling her sex and releasing the air from her plug. Her hot insides went nuts, twitching and clenching as I drew my fingers out and let her body take care of itself.

She locked up hard and started squirting over my leg. "Moooooother--" Vinyl barely managed that much before kicking her legs out and biting my other leg to keep from screaming. Her muffled cries slowly turned to a haggard laugh as she released my leg. "Ho-holy shit...."

"Was good?"

Vinyl laughed a little before falling limply across my lap. "I can't feel my tail...or my legs."

I rubbed her back, focusing on her hips as she knocked out. "Worn out?"

Vinyl's only answer was a loud groan followed by a complete loss of tension. She flopped across my body and passed out.

"I guess so."

Toast

'Swag'

I walked with Vinyl through town, idly chatting and discussing my home town. She seemed extremely interested in the old school style Poland had, I didn't have the heart to tell her it was because of how backed up club styles were. She lead me towards a shop and ran in. "Gray...you can eat right?"

I shrugged. "Depends. What does this place sell?"

Vinyl let the door fall behind me. "Trust me and find a seat, okay?"

I shrugged and looked around the shop. I spotted a familiar pony chewing idly with an empty plate. I walked over to Colgate and joined her in her booth. "Hey you- holy shit it's you...." Colgate noted, stopping her chewing and pushing her plate away. "Gray, what the buck dude, I barely see you anymore!"

I rubbed my head. "Been spending a lot of time with Vinyl, I know--"

"Pancakes." Vinyl stated, rushing over with her cousin. "I bring pancakes!" She and her cousin set them down. Tremble slid in next to me and Vinyl was left staring at her pilfered seat. "Treble, I was gonna sit there."

Treble looked at her seat, then at me. "But...he's hot...." Trebled scooted against my side. "I like sitting next to him...he smells good too...." Treble snuggled against me. "He...you single?"

Vinyl reared up, planting her hooves on the table. "Treble you bitch! You know we're...wait...you do know we're together right? You- you do know that right?"

Treble slowly turned to face me. "Dude...that's awesome...can we share?"

Colgate was stunned as she stared at me. "Gray...the buck did you find these two?"

I smiled and shrugged deeply. "I meet people in the weirdest places don't I."

Vinyl and Treble were arguing back and forth while Colgate just watched. "But...he smells like sexy...." Treble said calmly, rubbing my thigh. "You can not share...that's not fair. We share toys...."

Vinyl went beet red, Colgate on the verge of busting up as she stared at her. "Treble...we don't share toys...you...steal...my- bitch stop laughing!" She snapped at Colgate. "Gray who the fuck is this?!"

Colgate didn't seemed fazed by her insult and just kept laughing. "Move- slut move- I can't be here for this. It's too much." Colgate pushed past Vinyl and started walking away.

"Dude...she never paid...." treble stated dryly, pushing off of me and after her. Vinyl took the oppurtunity and claimed her rightful position on my left.

"Idiot...." Vinyl sniped at her, snuggling against me. "And no...I'm not about to share you...."

"I wasn't going to ask--"

"Hey watch it you dipshit!' An angry voice rang from outside. "Dumb slut, you need to watch your fucking step!"

I looked out the window and spotted Treble being harassed by a man with a hag, the word swag printed across the front. "Jesus above...." I pushed Vinyl out of the way and got to my feet as a massive man in an apron and a paper hat started walking towards the exit. "You, stay. I take care of this."

The man in the hat leaned against the counter as I walked outside. "Hey, you!" I jogged over and scooted Treble back. "You, inside, now!"

"Hey I can--"

I looked back to her with a look of death about me. Her ears went floppy as she started backing away. The punk before me was yelling obsenities. "What the hell are you, some pony fucking Russian, you some horse fucker!? Bet you think you're tough, bet you--"

I put my hand on his chest and pushed him back a step. "Leave before you get hurt."

The punk pushed my hand away. "You don't fucking touch me you fucking piece of shit I should just I--" he stopped himself and turned away. He sprung back, grazing my jaw as he swung his fist limply towards me.

I pushed his hands away and leveled a left hook right into his jaw, dropping him. I stepped forward, my chest forcing him forward and onto his back. "You think you are funny!? Get the fuck up. I said get the fuck up!"

The punk just laid there, crying as he held his jaw. "Fuck you man, fuck you, fucking fucker!"

I spit on the man, turning back towards the shop and wiping my scratchy chin. "Idiots...." I walked into the shop and sat back down next to Vinyl. "You see that sh--"

Vinyl latched onto my arm, pulling my hand between her legs and grinding her hips. "Fuck me...fuck me on this table, in the bathroom...just fuck me."

"Eeeeeh....no."

The burly man walked over and put his hands on the table. He was a massive human being. "Ey, next time, you let me take carra' that. But...thanks." His voice was well fitted to him, low, bassy, and his accept was perfect. For a moment I felt like I had just lived a mobster movie. Except instead of Italian food, I was eating pancakes.

Vinyl was breathing heavily as she tried to force my fingers lower. "Gray...come on...."

"Not in public." I pulled my hand free and wiped my fingers on her coat.

"Too late for that! I fucking dripped through my panties when you knocked that poser out!" Vinyl grabbed at my hand greedily. "Gray come on...I- bathroom...now, go go go." She poked and prodded me out of my seat. I managed to snag a pancake and shove it in my mouth before she started pulling me towards the bathroom.

She was yanking me into the women's restroom by my sleeve. I swallowed the pancake in my mouth and was flung into a bathroom stall. "Gray, you see that hole!?"

I let out an exasperated huff. "At least let me wash my hands first...I have blood on kurwa blood on my knuckles."

I walked out the stall, finding Vinyl rubbing herself raw through her panties. "Gray...I wanna ride your face like a bike seat."

I washed my hands in the sink and walked over to her. "I- I'm not going to stick myself through here."

Vinyl pouted, taking her glasses off with her fem juice stained hoof. "Gray...I just watch you knock the piss out the representation of everything I hate...I need this. I just ate something amazing, I just watched a hipster fag get KO'd, and if I cum...if I cum that's it. I will never have a better day."

I rolled my eyes and picked her up. I put the lid down on the toilet and propped her forelegs against the cistern. "Well I'm fine...so I don't mind this being one sided...."

Vinyl let out a sharp huff as I put my hands on her flanks. "Gray...be rough...be rough."

I spread her flank, making the growing wet spot stretch. I could see her clit winking from behind the fabric and pressed my thumb against it. She let out a sharp gasp in response. "Dude, panties off first...panties off, panties!" She continued to moan and groan as I traced a circle around her clit with my index finger, my other hand pulling at the wet spot and squeezing her flank. "You mother- Fuck!"

A soft, squelch, filled the room as I started sliding my fingers up and down her growing wet spot, digging in hard and harder each time. The smell of sweat filled the room as Vinyl clutched the toilet's cistern. She whispered angrily to herself as I dragged my now damp fingers over her slid, feeling the damp cloth press against her lips, splitting them and pressing against her hot pink flesh.

I let my fingers dig in, yanking at her lips and exposing her insides to the super soft cloth of the panties. She was breathing heavily, trying to look back at me. "Gray, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna- gonna- fucking die!"

I pressed her panties inside her, letting my fingers go along into her sopping wet entrance, heat enveloped my fingers as she started tightening up. Her legs kicked up, making her chin smack against the cistern as she went rigid. I felt my hands get soaked as she slid backwards off the toilet and against my lap. "Fuck my ass....that...hurt so good...."

I wiped my hands off on Vinyl's coat. "Quick enough...still have my touch." I scooped up Vinyl and carried her back into the shop. I smacked Treble with the door, making her take a few steps back.

"Dude...that sounded awesome...can I come home with you?"

I looked down at the snowy maned mare. "Don't you have to work?"

Treble turned to the counter. "Micky, can I go home?"

"You clean up yet!?" The mobster yelled from behind the counter.

"Yeah dude!"

"Get outta here then." Micky waved us off. "I'm takin' the money for the pancakes out of your pay thought!"

Treble nodded offhandedly. "Dude...you owe me ten bits."

I shrugged, Vinyl babbling happily in my arms. "We'll see when my hands are empty."

"Gray...I need to shower...bad." Vinyl mumbled as she curled up. "And...I want you to wear these on your head...." She stated without humor, pulling at her panties with her magic. "You're gonna do it...."

"I'm not going to do that."

Treble shook her mane. "Uh...I'll do it...."

Vinyl peeked out over my arms. "Gray...why is she following us?"

Treble smiled wide. "Threesome."