The Favor that Changed it All

As the pleasant day started to pass by and the sun had begun to set as the sky turned a beautiful hue of orange and reds, Esbin could hear the Ponyville clock tower chiming at the time of 7:00 P.M. Scootaloo had the side of her head resting on Esbins chest as she took a short nap from her exhausting performance from earlier. He crawled back up on his hooves with a yawn and said, “Well, it’s been fun Scootaloo, but I think I should really head back before dinner time or my mom will throw a fit like last time.” Just as he started to trot down the hill, Scootaloo perked back up from her slight nap and said, “AW come on Esbin, I thought we were really having some fun!” She really didn’t want him to leave but she didn’t want to sound too desperate for him to stay, he turned to look back at Scootaloo and replied, “I’m sorry Scoots, I did have a fun time but I really have to get going.” Scootaloo panicked for a moment as she watched Esbin trot his way down, but she soon came up with an idea and gave a hearty grin. “How’s about a quick, simple hoof race,” Scootaloo said, it caught Esbins attention and asked, “A race? Like right now?”

“Yah right now, just a quick one that’s all,” Scootaloo said with a nod.

“I don’t know Scoots, I still feel a little sore from your little crash,” Esbin lied, he actually felt much better about an hour ago and he didn’t feel up to having another accidental mishap.

Scootaloo quickly came up with something else to say, and here sense of panic turned to a devious grin and said, “Okay fine, you can go home… yah chicken.” Esbin stopped dead in his tracks and slowly turned to face the smirking Pegasus on top of the hill, and demanded in a low voice, “What did you just call me?”

“You’re a big chicken,” Scootaloo answered with a flap of her wings as she hovered a few feet off the ground.

“And this is coming from the mare that was called a chicken ever since when you graduated from school?” Esbin asked in a sarcastic tone.

“Says to the only stallion in class that was afraid of clowns? Besides, I think you’re just afraid I’ll beat you in a simple race.” Scootaloo replied back as she circled around Esbin in a taunting manner.

“You’re not going to get to me Scoots and correct me if I’m wrong, which I know for a fact I’m not, I won that hoof wrestling match earlier today.” Esbin said pointing a hoof at Scootaloo; she gave frown at him for calling her Scoots.

“Pffth, you got to be kidding me? You’re really gonna let that one win in your life keep you from winning a second time against me?! I promise I’m not gonna like gloat about it like I use to when I was still a filly. It will be fun.”

Esbin raised an eyebrow; he pondered the thought for a moment, having fun was something that he could need before he had to return to think back about his dilemma as well as having to explain the whole thing to Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. He bobbed his head and finally said, “ALRIGHT, you’re on! Where did you have in mind?” Scootaloo tapped her chin for a bit to think about a race plan, she suddenly clapped her hooves together after a quick gasp; she faced Esbin and said, “I challenge you to race me to our old Cutie Mark Crusaders tree house!” Esbin smiled at the fact that the old tree house wasn’t too far from where they were now and he knew the quickest way to get their on hoof. Scootaloo smiled as well as she considered the fact that he could fly and could easily fly her way over to the finish line before Esbin reached the midway point of the race.

“Deal, under one condition,” Esbin said a Scootaloo took her place a behind a line she drew into the grassy ground.

“Name it,” Scootaloo said with broad cocky smile on her face.

“You can’t use your wing when we’re racing, both us using our four hooves only.” Esbin replied, Scootaloos eyes shot open and said, “What?! No way, why shouldn’t I use my wings in the race?” “Hey it’s only fair,” Esbin said, “But if you really want to back out of a challenge…” “I’m never one to back out of a challenge, beside I kinda needed a break from using my wings,” Scootaloo answered back before he could finish, “You’re on Esbin!” She plopped on the ground and stuck out her hoof, as Esbin stuck out his own hoof and they both shook hoofs agreeing to the condition. “Let’s get it started,” Esbin said, “But lets hurry this up, it’s starting to get dark.” They took their places at the starting line; the both of them could see the tree house from right where they were standing, it shadowed in front of the bright glow of the moon that was starting to rise over the hills. The race would take them from the open plains they were at, through Sweet Apple Acres apple orchard, and finally they would arrive at the tree house. Scootaloo glared a bit at Esbin for a split second; she haven’t really forgiven him for beating her in that hoof wrestling match and after asking him for not calling her ‘Scoots’ just only added to the fire she had in her.

“On your mark,” Scootaloo said as she lurched back with her hooves spread out, keeping her wings tucked in.

“Get set,” Esbin continued with a flick of his tail like a whip behind him as he narrowed his eyes on the path ahead of him.

“GO!” they shouted simultaneously as they both jetted off down the grassy hill to make their way onto a dirt road which would lead to the apple orchard up ahead. Scootaloo had a bit of a slow start for falling over herself from an uneasy step on the smooth grass she was on, but Esbin had an early lead in the race laughing as she rolled down the hill. “Oh no you don’t,” Scootaloo muttered as she picked herself back up after hitting the bottom of the hill and took off in gallop to catch up with Esbin who already on the dirt road. Esbin smiled to himself and actually though he could win this race, he maintained a steady pace when he looked behind him to see Scootaloo dashing right up to him. “Aw horseapples,” Esbin muttered the very moment he saw the enraged expression on Scootaloos face, they were now neck to neck as they galloped down the path they were on. He decided to give it all he had and galloped in full speed as he pulled ahead of Scootaloo by a few feet in front of her.

As they made a quick turn around the corner, Esbin suddenly saw the Sweet Apple Acres farm from the far side of the road. He didn’t see any of the lights on in the house from where he was, it almost looked abandoned in a way; in a split second, Esbin swore he could have saw Apple Bloom on the other side of the fence he was galloping alongside of. “How could you live with yourself,” Apple Bloom asked, “I thought you loved me.” Without paying attention to the path he was on, Esbin found himself crashing in to a red delicious apple tree and most if not all of the apples from the tree dropped on top of him, covering him in a pile. Scootaloo saw his pop from right out of the apple pile as he groaned from the crash, she could help but call out, “See you at the finish line Esbin!” He shook his head and saw Scootaloo trotting past his with her tongue sticking out as him, suddenly Esbin felt the same kind anger inside of him from the hoof wrestling match. Various thoughts ran through his mind; Apple Blooms disappointment, Scootaloos taunting and searing pain in his forehead from the tree, as he erupted from the pile of apples and jetted off the same direction where Scootaloo went, if he had ran any faster any pony would have said they saw a strike of fire was left behind him.

Scootaloo looked behind her to see only a number of apple orchard trees as she began to trot casually along the way. “Man I can’t believe he just waltzed his way into that tree back there,” Scootaloo laughed, “Still, I can’t help but feel bad for leaving him… and insulting him like that. Hhmmm…” She stopped abruptly and thought, “Maybe I should go back to see if he’s alright.” Just as she was about the turn the opposite direction to confront her stallion friend, a brown blur blasted right past Scootaloo leaving her to spin like a top and fall to the ground in complete confusion. “WHA… was that Esbin?!” Scootaloo asked to herself, “Where in Equestria did he… aw never mind! There no way I’m losing to him two times in the same day!” She picked herself back up a second time and galloped in full speed after the stallion ahead of her. Both of their hearts were racing, each one of them could literally feel both of their hearts pounding like a jackhammer as they kept galloping past through the orchard trees, dodging every single branch that was in the way through the darkness of the canopy and the natural consilience of the night.

Just as she could see Esbin getting closer to the low branches that kept the open area of the tree house from being spotted, Scootaloo began to panic, “OH NO he’s gonna win,” Scootaloo though, “There’s no way I could win now! Unless…” Scootaloo suddenly spread her feathery wings as she prepared herself to fly the rest of the remaining track of the race. She sprung into the air and zoomed under the trees as fast as she could, but shortly after a moment’s notice, one of her wings cramped up all of a sudden and started spiraling out of control. At the very moment Esbin jumped through the leafy branches, he quickly felt the strange fury inside of him fade as a sense of joy and overwhelming excitement grow as he landed in the open area, and shouted, “I WIN! I WIN, in your face Scoota… loo?!” Esbin noticed an orange, feathery blur came crashing right at him at full force, the only thing that shot through his mind was, “Oh no not again.” Scootaloo tried to fly out of the way hoping not to crash in to him, but failed and slammed into Esbin before she closed her eyes and prepared herself for the worst. When the ponies crashed, they both tumbled down a small hill; they both let out screams and yelp in pain as they occasionally bounced their way down and finally crushed right at the trunk of the tree house.

When they finally stopped falling on top over each other, Scootaloo realized that she was on top of Esbin and her face blushed again, yet she didn’t jump off him right away like last time. She started down at Esbin as a strange feeling started to wash over her, Scootaloo found she was now leaning towards him. Esbin felt something weird. It felt warm and a little wet, yet it also felt inviting to him; he couldn’t quite place his hoof on it. As he opened his eyes slowly and suddenly found that Scootaloo was kissing him on the lips, Esbin stuttered in shock and quickly pushed Scootaloo a few inches away from him and asked, “SCOOTALOO?! STOP I can’t do this, I…” Before he could finish Scootaloo gave him a seductive smile and planted another kiss on Esbins lips, “OH SWEET CELESTIA,” Esbin thought as he realized he was starting to enjoy himself, “NOT THIS AGAIN!” He closed his eye again and pushed a bit as the two ponies kissed passionately under the tree house, his arm soon began to wrap around Scootaloo’s soft, winged back. Scootaloo’s wings gently spread out in the open as she continued making out with Esbin, her cramp from earlier faded away as she soon became aroused by the tender kissing. Neither one of them knew what came over them; perhaps it was the rush they both had from the race that pumped their adrenalin up as their slow gentle kissing turned into a heart pounding make out session.

As the kissing continued, they would occasionally sneak in small gasps of air, Scootaloo thought, “WOW, Esbins a better kisser than I thought he would. I can’t believe this is his first time.” She ran one of her hooves through his mane like a brush which made him feel more anxious. Saliva began to form in Scootaloo’s mouth as it switch from her mouth to Esbins, it swished away from mouth to mouth for a bit While one hoof was combing, her other hoof made its way down to Esbins sheath and starting to rubbing gently as his fleshy member started to poke out. As Scootaloo lowered herself closer to him, Esbin thought, “Why…why is this happening to me? Why can’t I say no?! Why can’t I…I…” His mind began to fade as he pulled away from the kiss, Esbin pulled himself closer to Scootaloo so they were now chest to chest, Scootaloo opened her eyes to look at Esbin, and she smiled and said, “OH…you want to get straight to the fun part huh? Alright then, let’s get it started.” She pulled herself off the brown stallion and turned to face the base of the tree they crashed into earlier.

Scootaloo grabbed hold onto the base of the tree trunk while she presented the lower half of her body with a flick of her fuchsia colored tail moving out of the way and her wings still splayed out in the open. Esbin got off the ground with his erection still growing from the sheath, he trotted right behind her and just as he was about to mount Scootaloo, she said, “WAIT!” Esbin dismounted her for a moment as she craned her neck to look at him, she then said, “I don’t want you to put in there, I want you to put it in here.” Scootaloo used on of her left hoof to spread her left flank cheek as she pointed to her anus, leaving Esbin with his jaw hanging open; she took notice of his surprise and decided to tempt him with a gentle sway of her hips while saying, “You know you want too.” Esbin drooled a bit as he got off his seat and trotted over to Scootaloo again to mount her, he gently pressed the tip of his erected cock against her tight butthole. “Easy there big guy,” Scootaloo said feeling a little nervous; “I don’t want you ripping me in half with that thing, so start out slow.” Esbin firmly grabbed hold of Scootaloo’s hips and gently guided his dick inside of the tight asshole, at first it barely penetrated the fleshy entrance, but soon it started to give way and began to slide slowly in. Scootaloo gave a short gasp of both pain and pleasure as she felt the hot member easing its way in inch by inch, “Oh my goodness,” Scootaloo panted out, “This feels…really good, keep going."

Esbin continued pushing his hard dick inside of Scootaloo’s anus; it felt so much tighter that it did then with Apple Blooms or Sweetie Belles vaginas. When he pushed in as far as he could, he paused for a moment, pulled back a bit, and began thrusting into Scootaloo. Before he thrust into her, Scootaloo swore she could feel his blood pumping through every single vein as the inner walls of her anus contracted around his dick and it made her cringe in pleasure, yet she wanted more. At first Esbins thrusts were slow and easy going, but Scootaloo growled, “Fuck me harder Esbin, fuck me hard like the stallion you are!” His grip began to tighten as Esbin pumped harder into the tight rectum, Scootaloo moaned in complete ecstasy as she felt his member ramming into her. Soon she started to feel wet down between her legs and an odd sensation began to build up inside, she bit her lip as one of her hooves made it way over to her sensitive teats. The very moment Scootaloo’s hoof made contact with her nipples, her eyes shot wide open and screamed at the top of her lungs as her wings spread as far out as they could from the pure pleasure she was receiving.

Even though Scootaloo was being taken in the ass up against a tree trunk and messaging her tender nipples, it still didn’t feel enough for her, suddenly she thought of something else she could do to fuel her satisfaction. She carefully lowered herself to the ground so she didn’t scrap against the bark of the tree, one she was on the dirt ground, she arched her hunches back up to Esbin so he still had support of her while her other hoof made its way to the nipples and started fondling with the other hoof. It felt so much better than just the one hoof doing the job, “Grab one of my wings,” Scootaloo hissed out as she was approaching an orgasm, “And keep thrusting harder, I want to feel your balls!” Just as she commanded, one of Esbins hooves released from her curvy hips and lightly grasped an orange feathery wing all the while the continued to thrust harder that his testacies slapped against her soaking wet pussy. Scootaloo groaned in pleasure as the sensation began to grown stronger inside of her and it drove her crazy, “OH OH ESBIN!” Scootaloo cried out, “KEEP FUCKING ME LIKE THAT, JUST LIKE THAT! PLEASE! PLEASE DON’T STOP! I’M…I’M SO CLOSE!!” Without saying a word Esbin pounded as hard as he could as he too started to feel closed to the end, Scootaloo could feel his ball sack touching the tip of her hooves as he mercilessly pumped his hard cock balls deep into her ass.

“THAT’S IT, THAT’S IT,” Scootaloo grunted arching her rump back as high as her hind legs could reach, “JUST A LITTLE MORE…” Esbin fucked her with all his might trying not to pass out at the last second as he heard the following words escape her mouth after several more thrusting’s, “I’M GONNA COME ESBIN!” “M-me too,” Esbin cried through his teeth as he felt the tip of his freckled dick spurting out whatever amount of semen he had left in him. He shouted out when several streams of the hot cum poured into Scootaloos ass as he plunged his cock as deep down as he could as, at the very moment she screeched loudly as her orgasm took over her body. Both her cunt and anus contracted strongly from the sheer pleasure she was enduring, she shuddered wildly as a thick line of drool hung from the side her mouth. Both of them stayed right where they were for the longest second, Esbin slowly pulled his cock out of the tight ring as a thin line of sperm dripped from the tip of penis to Scootaloos anus. He instantly fell onto his back on the ground while Scootaloo still had her rump up in the air as her tail and wings now started to limp down as the ecstasy faded away. As Esbin lay on the ground was his member receded back into its sheath while he panted heavily, Scootaloo too heavily panted to catch her breath, when she started to regain her senses and realized that she heard something.

She craned her neck to see where the noise was coming from, it was coming from Esbin and he was crying. Scootaloo unsteadily trotted over to Esbin and ask, “Esbin, what’s the matter, why are you crying?” He didn’t answer as he looked at Scootaloo and quickly turned to face away from her; she kneed down to him and asked, “Was I too hard on you or something?” Esbin shook his head with his arm covering his face so he couldn’t look at the disheveled Pegasus facing him, Scootaloo scratched her head and said, “Listen, there’s nothing to cry about, no pony has to know about this. This can be our little secret.” Esbins eyes shot open the very moment he heard that last sentence uttered by Scootaloo, in a heartbeat he saw Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo standing ahead of him staring at him with the most unforgiving gaze he had ever seen. He instantly broke into tears, picked himself off the ground and ran past Scootaloo making his way back into the apple orchard. “Esbin, Esbin come back,” Scootaloo called out as the stallion disappeared into the darkness of the canopy, “Was it something I said?”