ColtCuddlers

Soarin' was flying out of Canterlot at a breakneck speed. Enough is Enough he thought. I've had it with stupid Spitfire and her stupid tantrums. They'd been fighting a lot lately and he just couldn't understand why.

Of course he knew why, he just couldn't understand it.

Years and years they'd been together, happily in love he thought. Sure they had some issues to work out. He guessed he did cause a good number of them.

Like how he flew away when she thought she was pregnant or how he flew away when her parents talked about marriage or...Really whenever there was a problem he flew away- and he flew a lot.

I can't help it, I'm just not a fighter...She yells and I panic and well, fight or flight...

But she did too.

Like when she kicked him out of the Wonderbolts for a few days when she was having a bad day, or when she came back drunk from a party and called him a coltcuddler because he wouldn't have sex with her while she was intoxicated.

He sighed restlessly and deep, flying slower now than when he'd initially left. He looked down at the ponies running around below on the ground and thought back as to why he had flown away this time.

^^^

The big blue pegasus happily trotted through the halls of Canterlot castle towards the room he and his marefriend: Spitfire captain of the Wonderbolts were staying while the team of aerodynamo's were preforming for one of Celestia's annual festivals. He didn't know what the fair was even for, something about honoring the stars? Whatever, didn't matter much- Celestia had asked them to put on a show and they were of course going to.

He nodded hello to everypony that he passed along the way, smiling wide and carrying a large bouquet of blazing orange roses and little red mums, they matched Spitfire even in shade, in his teeth. He knocked on the large door of his temporary room before he pushed it open wide.

His steps forward were slow and short, stumbling along in a stupor.

"..Sp-Spitfire...How could you!"

"No Soarin' it's not what it looks like!"

"-It kind is..."

Soarin' looked on in horror at the detailed sight before him. His love- his one love- lay coated in various patches of saliva and semen. Next to her was a cyan pegasus mare whose spectrum mane and tail shot out in several directions and her muzzle and hooves were drenched with more than just the scent of the captain. She'd been the one to admit what they were doing before Spitfire could try to explain.

Giving her an angry look before getting out of the wide bed, trailing a large blue blanket to cover herself with, Spitfire walked up towards her mate looking both apologetic and slightly ashamed.

"Soarin' please don't be angry- this is only the first-sec-fifth time! I'm sorry really but I have some needs that you just can't fulfill!"

"And That makes it okay? That she's a different gender? It's okay to cheat so long as it's not another stallion!?"

Soarin' made wide gestures, pointing at the now empty bed as the third had sneaked away. He was angry- as angry as he could get anyway. They'd been together for so many faithful years and now he finds out it was a lie?

As soon as he began to raise his voice though, Spitfire took control. She was known for being calm and cool despite her fiery outlook, but inside she had a burning passion easily let away. Her voice rose up above his and her words quickly went from pleading to cruel. Her harsh tongue lashed him with insults and taunts.

He looked down, he knew she didn't mean anything- she was just mad, but the words still hurt him. She said he never cared, he wasn't there for her when she needed him. Worst of she called him a coltcuddler.

"You don't even like to fuck me! Why don't you go back to HIM!? COLTCUDDLER!"

"...Fine."

And with the Soarin' was gone.

^^^

He now lay on a cloud staring down at the ground again. He never let anyone know how much it hurt him to be called that.

When Soarin' was little he had a few 'encounters' with other stallions. Just experimentation. But he'd had a hard time because of it.

Equestria's population was very one-sided, the mares outnumbered the stallions at nearly 30:1, and because of this females have rather different rights. Put simply lesbians are very much encouraged, but two men together- sometimes they get executed. Given that is the more extreme of punishments but that isn't to say that it isn't uncommon. His family turned on him, and his friends and neighbors would often throw stones at him. The poor colt had to run from home and find a new town where he could start over.

Soarin', under a different name, once lived in Ponyville. He had friends and family- a lover too who stayed behind. He hadn't been caught, he got to stay. When he left, Spitfire found him. She gave him food- apple pies that reminded him of the best times of his life, and she helped him stay alive. Eventually she found out about his past- and didn't judge him. They grew together, and fell in love eventually.

So yes, he was always hesitant to have sex. While he did find her beautiful, and he loved her very much...Soarin' could never really bring himself to simply have sex with her. He grew to fear it, and though they did occasionally shag, and it did feel wonderful for the both of them, It simply wasn't right to him.

Soarin' believed that sex made love disappear. All the hate thrown at him for his love permanently scarred him, and in his mind by having sex with Spitfire he risked losing her. He was terrified of that more than anything.

But it was different...

It wasn't like when he was with another stallion, not just the sex but simply being there with them.
Who'd have thunk that Spitfire was like that?
Maybe...
Maybe she wouldn't mind if he DID go back...
Just this once...
Just a little...