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It Started with a Video (EclipseFairy)

Rayne visited his landlord to pay a chunk of the rent, but unfortunately, the snooty mare told him he was short. She wouldn’t give him some extra time to pay the rest like she had done the previous month.

After having the door slammed before his muzzle, he turned around to the exit. He trotted toward his soon to be lost home across the street with his head hung low. He could crack any puzzle in a heartbeat, but finding a legit way of earning enough bits in such a narrow time-frame seemed beyond even him. Being a novice, up-and-coming scientist whose hind leg had been blown away by one of the run amok experiments, he didn’t have any savings to speak of. And without his laboratory, which was his only source of income, the future seemed bleak.

The young stallion had been very shy and easily intimidated most of his life. The robotic prosthetic that he spent most of his fortune on didn’t help his confidence. It reminded him of the many failures in his life. He used to think of glory and respect, yet with his rent due, he was teetering over the edge of being a homeless pony. Life on the streets was not something that a pony of his intellect should deal with.

Soon enough, a middle-aged mare came up from behind him. “Excuse me, sir,” she spoke in such a soothing tone that his ears turned to the source as if by themselves. The rest of his head followed suit. Yet, his eyes shied down to the hooves of the vibrant silky-voiced mare.

“Y-yes, ma’am?” he stuttered in response.

“I overheard your little predicament back there,” she said as she stepped to him. “What would you say if I told you there’s an opportunity for you to make a decent amount of bits?”

Rayne looked up to her crystal blue eyes. Well, I’d ask what this method of making said bits is,” he answered.

“Meet me at the movie studio on the edge of town and you’ll see,” she answered as she craned her head back to the saddlebag. When she turned back, she held a card with the address and studio building number in her mouth. Her eyebrows rose as she looked at him.

He reluctantly leaned forward, snatching the very edge of the card with his own mouth. Still, it was close enough for their lips to brush on each other. He could feel her breath on his muzzle. After he jerked back a little, she finally let go. He quickly tucked the card into his own saddlebag, while nervously kicking some dirt of the ground with a forehoof. “B-but that didn’t answer my question…” he said as he lifted his head. His voice trailed off at the realization that she had vanished into the traffic of ponies roaming the street.

The anxiety was taking a hold of him, making him break into a gallop. After a brisk trot down the road, he made it home to his single-bedroom apartment.

He glanced at the mirror. “I wonder who that beautiful mare is. Will I see her again?” His eyes squinted. “Do I even want to?” he asked himself. “She could be trouble. I’m over my head with all the problems as it is...” He hung the saddlebag on a hanger before pulling the card out with his mouth. After setting it on a hoof, he took a sniff at it. “Oh, it smells amazing! Must be her perfume,” he said as he placed the card on his nightstand, climbing into bed.

The next day, Rayne woke up sweating. He gave his air conditioning a kick, but that didn’t wake it up. It wasn’t just that; none of the other devices in his apartment worked, either. It was obvious what happened. Electricity had been temporarily shut off due to him coming up short on his rent. “I still have one day, you heartless extortionist!” he yelled at the ceiling.

He headed to the bathroom to shower off the musky odor that formed on his coat. At least the water was still running; the cold one, at least. After the icy shower, he shook violently to get the coldness out of his coat. “I can’t go on like this. I need bits as soon as possible!” He stepped to the nightstand and picked up the card for the studio the mysterious mare on the street had given him. It was suspicious how bland the card was, but at that point, he cared more about the money than the shady reputation of the place he was headed to.

“Well, it couldn’t hurt to at least give it a chance,” he spoke as he picked up his saddlebag and headed out of his apartment. “I can just trot away if the business turns out too shady.”

A trot later, he was on his way down the road to the darker, yet more productive side of town. He had the exact address but wasn’t familiar enough with the area to find his way to the studio. A local guard provided him with directions, “Oh, just keep heading straight,” the muscular mare spoke as she pointed him to a few intersections down the road. “There will be a sign saying, ‘It Started with a Video’ on a big banner. You can’t miss it.”

“Thank you, ma’am,” he spoke respectfully before trotting toward the warehouse-looking structure.

Upon reaching the building, Rayne entered under the banner. Quietly, he slid through a lit up set. The filming was in full swing and he didn’t want to ruin the shot. He made his way through the old building to the makeshift extension. In the garage-like studio at the very end of the corridor, he lay his eyes on the two stallions. The younger one navigated the microphone while the older one held a heavy camera.

“Um… hello...” he whispered to the camera-holding stallion but was ignored in response. Rayne turned his attention to a screen that showed what was being filmed, his eyes shot open at the sight of the mare he had spoken with the previous day. “Holy Celestia! That’s the mare who told me to meet her here!” he muttered to himself.

“That mare is India de Gold,” the young stallion spoke to him as he saw him watching the screen. “And I’m the assistant director. What business do you have here?” he asked.

Rayne blinked before speaking again. “The mare asked me to meet her here. She said I could make some decent bits,” he said.

“Ah, then you would need to speak with the director.” He pointed with a hoof through the door outside. “Wait out by his trailer for a bit. I’m sure he’ll notice you, eventually.” Rayne nodded in response before quietly making his way out to the street.

He waited for quite some time and was starting to wonder if it was even worth coming to the Celestia forsaken place. Then, he spotted a rugged and hardened stallion coming out of the trailer. Rayne stood and made his way over to him.

“Hello, my name is Rayne, and I was referred here by Miss Gold,” He blurted out nervously.

“Ah, then you must be the young colt she’s been talking about to the other mares. What level of sexual experience do you have?” he asked Rayne bluntly.

“Well...” He shuffled a hoof on the ground from the embarrassment. “Um...” He tensed his muscles, vowing in his mind that he would not let himself be defeated by a mere question. “I licked a mare’s pussy in my colthood,” Rayne spoke with pretend confidence. “I even made her cum.”

“Hm, it wasn’t your mother, was it, boy?” the older stallion spoke with a scowl.

“N-n-no, sir,” Rayne lost his compulsion and stuttered nervously.

“We already have the full cast, but we might still come up with a hole for you to fill. Take a seat at the studio, foal. Maybe something will turn up.” The stallion moved past him, not throwing him a glance.

Rayne followed behind to the garage-like structure he had come from before. Crumpling on one of the stained couches, he supported his head with both hooves. Half a day had already passed and he had absolutely nothing to show for it. Waiting aimlessly wasn’t something he was cut out for. His intellectual mind screamed for some stimulation. If only there was a broken toaster or anything at all for him to fix. “Ugh!” he sighed under his breath as he stared into the empty air.

A mare’s voice came from the outside of the studio. The director got up to open the door for India.

“What is your business, India?” the director asked as he then walked back over to his desk chair

“I’m here for a new filming partner,” India explained, “The current one has it in his head that I belong to him even when the cameras are off. He keeps forcing himself upon me. The nerve!”

“Oh my,” Rayne commented as he sat there on the couch, listening to the conversation with analytical curiosity.

“Well then, what do you want me to do?” the director asked. “We are too low on funds to even think of hiring a new stallion actor.” He glanced at Rayne with a smirk. “Unless you know somepony cheap who’s desperate for bits?”

“Hmm...” She pondered on the thought a little as her eyes scoured over the familiar stallion she had spoken to the day before. “I might know somepony who fits the bill.” Her gaze devoured Rayne as she walked in an arch around him. “He can’t be worse than my current casting partner. Hire him!” India proposed to her boss. “I can run him through some exercises while you boys edit the last session. It usually takes you days, so there should be plenty of time.”

“Well, isn’t that sweet?” he said with a smile. “Though he lacks experience, he seems… interesting looking enough to do the part. You’ve got yourself a deal, but only after you tell me how much you expect me to pay him.”

“I’ll work for anything at this point,” Rayne butted in, “I’m about to lose my apartment. I can’t even sleep in my lab since it blew up, taking my hind leg with it. The replacement I needed cost almost all I had. Then my landmare upped the rent on me, and I found myself broke.”

“We all have our strifes, but yours seems to take the cake. Tell you what,” he spoke with a noticeable smile on his muzzle. “I’ll pay you half right after my star here confirms you’re doable and half after the shot is done.”

“Thank you, sir!” Rayne bowed slightly to the director. “I’ll be the best porn-stallion I can be for you!” He glanced over at his casting partner while a light blush burned across his cheeks.

India nodded and led the young stallion out of the studio lot to a nearby apartment.

“Thank you, I really appreciate you giving me this opportunity,” he said lightheartedly to her while admiring the sway in her hips that only an experienced mare like her could perform so smoothly. “I promise you won’t regret it. I know I won’t.”

“It’s no problem, Mr... uh... I never caught your name, honey...” she said as she turned around to look at him.

He stared back at her before finding the courage to speak again. “My name is Rayne,” he spoke.

“Handsome name for such a cute stallion.” India winked at him, making Rayne blush a little. “And as I’m sure you already know, my name is India de Gold.”

Rayne smiled and nodded. “You have a wonderful name as well, Ms. Gold,” he complimented back, making her give a little blush as well.

“Why, thank you, Rayne,” she said. “And please, just call me ‘India’.”

He nodded again. “So, do you want to start ‘the night’, or do we get to know one another better first?”

India stepped closer to him, pressing her muzzle against his neck. “Does this answer your question?”

Rayne stepped back with a blush. “Well, I’m not one to rush into things,” he honestly said, “Though we are on a schedule to get me experienced, right? We want to give your fans something to watch, don’t we?”

She then nodded before disrobing herself before him as she made her way to the bedroom, which was only dimly lit.

Rayne almost went slack-jawed from the sight of the romantic room, and the sight of the beauty of her naked frame being unveiled from the transparent cloak she had worn.

“Oh sweet Luna, this is as romantic as a starry night!” Rayne exclaimed. “And Celestia be my witness, you’re as beautiful as the sun itself, India!”

She blushed from the comment of her new young companion.

“Mmm, thank you... I’m glad to hear you say that…” she whispered. “I have always adored the aura of the dusk-lit sky provided by our two divine guardians.” Rayne shucked his saddlebag at the entrance of her bedroom to come forward and kiss India abruptly on the cheek, prompting a smirk from her.

She turned his head forward with a hoof and plunged her lips at his, tongue paving the way inside.

He nervously swallowed both his and her saliva but quickly gathered himself. Much was at stake, and he wasn’t a stallion who’d go back on his word. His lips pressed tightly against her as he invaded her muzzle with his tongue.

She gifted him with the honor of having her own twist around his before letting him fully enter her muzzle. The two then broke the kiss to catch their breaths from the intimate connection.

“You’re not half bad, Rayne,” India spoke with a blush.

“Thanks,” Rayne said. “I just reacted on instinct. Still, I think it might be better if you take the lead since you’re the one who’s supposed to teach me.” He made his way past her before resting his haunches on the edge of her bed, inadvertently showing off his sheath and balls.

India gasped softly to herself as if the mere sight of his stallionhood sparked a flame. Her tail flagged up like a giddy schoolfilly. Not saying a word to him, she stepped closer and leaned in, kissing and licking his cock and balls all over.

Rayne gasped and groaned in shock of the new sensation of her skilled tongue going up from the crevice of his orbs up to the slit of his sheath. “Th-that f-feels a-amazing,” he panted as his words stuttered a tiny bit.

While worshiping his balls with her tongue, she reached back under herself to play with her marehood, which was already leaking and winking, demanding to be pleasured.

“Mmm... it’s so irresistible…” she said with an aroused moan. She then said something Rayne didn't expect to hear. “We can skip tonight’s lesson… because I think I’m impressed enough.” India explained with hot breaths as her hoof rubbed along her hot and needy folds.

Rayne’s eye’s widened when he heard that. “Are you sure, India?” he asked with a light groan when his cock slipped free out of its warm home in his sheath.

She nodded eagerly before moving up onto the bed with him, making him lay back as his shaft grew to full length under the warmth of her hot marehood that hovered just above it.

“I-I adore you, Rayne... I felt the connection to you since I first saw you back at the landmare’s office...” she confessed to him, before reaching back to guide his throbbing stallion hood up into her needy pussy. “I love you,” she whispered in his ear.

A low groan escaped Rayne’s lips as the warmth engulfed his virgin cock. “I love you, too, India... you’re my somepony that I’ve longed for...” he confessed to her as his hips eagerly thrust up into her.

She whinnied in shock of the sudden thrusts up inside her quivering depths. “Mmm~... Play with my titties, love! Please, I need your touches!” India begged before leaning down to lock lips with him as her hips gradually bounced with his thrusts up into her.

Rayne gladly obliged his mare by rubbing his hooves over her teats before wincing in pleasure as a familiar feeling built up in his balls. “Mmm! India, i-I’m gonna cum soon!” he groaned to her. ”Where do you want it, my love?!”

India ground her hips down onto his crotch to hilt him inside of her lovely vulva, causing the flaring tip of his cock to kiss her cervix entrance. “I-inside of me! Cum in my womb Rayne! Your instructor demands it so!” India begged of her stallion lover.

He obliged her with a sprint of thrusts up into her before releasing his essence into her waiting womb.

She raised her head up towards the ceiling and cried out in pleasure, climaxing as well, squirting her feminine juices onto her lover’s cock deep inside. Her essence folded his balls until they were engulfed in the mare’s juices.

“Th-that was a-amazing,” Rayne spoke as he fought to catch his breath.

India laid her head down next to his. They both huffed and breathed heavily in the tight embrace, enjoying the after tinglings of the intense bliss they were soaked in.