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"Tell me, was she good?” He asked, nudging me in the ribs.

“So I take it you never wanted a massage in the first place?” I sighed.

“Nah, but if you could loosen up my shoulders a tad that would be awesome.” Soarin said.

He laid down on the table and I obliged his request, getting the tension out of his shoulders with ease. He sighed and sat up after I did my job.

“You never did answer my question. How was she?” He cocked an eyebrow at me this time.

“I didn’t bang her!” I said.

He sniffed my fingers. I jerked away from him, his shit-eating grin never fading.

“Dude, come ON! You got her juices all over your hand man!” He said grinning.

“Yeah, I fingered her and ate her out! Am I gonna get a medal or something?” I asked rhetorically.

He laughed.

Something was up, something big was up.

“You know what happens now right?” Soarin asked me.

“I can’t say I do.” I groaned, dreading the answer.

“We’re all very competitive at almost everything. You seen like a very attractive guy. The way I see it, Fleetfoot, Lightning Dust and maybe even Rainbow Dash from the Reserves might want a piece of you.” It doesn’t matter if they are in heat or not, they WILL come after you.” He said, his tone shifting to a grim warning.

“You must be joking.” I said, laughing nervously.

“Wish I was, but back when I was the new guy. Shit got real fast. It happens every time, just be ready, because you sir, have just taken on a whole lot more than you may be able to chew.” Soarin said, and with a smile and a “toodleoo!” he was out the door, leaving me with my thoughts.

Inside my head:

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What hole had I dug myself into?

I waited in at the desk in my office, which was was technically the waiting room for my services.

The bell rang and I yelled “Come in!”

A turquoise green pegasus entered the room, her Wonderbolt flightsuit still on.

“Hey, are you the new guy Spitfire was talking about? The physical therapist?” She asked.

“That’s me! Pvt. David Schneider! Though most people always call me Dave or Hurricane” I said

“Drop the formality and just get to it already.” She said

“I didn’t catch your name.” I said to her.

“Lightning Dust, now come on! I’ve waited all day for this.” She grunted.

She was a piece of work.

Then it dawned on me. What Soarin had said earlier.

Lightning Dust.

Shieeeet.

I went into the room and saw Lightning Dust stripping out of her flight suit and getting on the table.

“Well come on stud. Don’t keep me waiting!” She snapped.

Man she was nasty!

I was gonna do what I needed to do and avoid the arousal spots at all costs. I did not want Lightning Dust making me bang her. After all, I still did harbor a soft spot for Spitfire, she just stuck with me, like the sunset we shared. Oh how I remember that...

“HEY BUDDY! COME ON!” LIghtning Dust snapped me out of my daydream.

“Yeah, I’m coming.” I said.

I grabbed the oil and squirted some on my hands, rubbing them together, making sure I had an even coat. I then began to hit the points of relaxation, kneading her soft fur and muscles so she sighed with contentment. I finished rather quickly and I told her I was finished.

“Woah woah woah. You’d seduce Spitfire over me? What’s she got that I don’t have?” She asks angrily.

I stepped back.

“It’s not that, it’s just-” I stammered

“Just what? Am I not hot enough for you? Do you not want to bury your cock into my nice tight snatch?” She said, bending over and spreading her lips apart with hooves. I got a good view of her dripping sex and I was getting aroused.

Not the best timing dick!

But just as she turned back around and was about to pounce on me, the door burst open and a yellow mare with a fiery orange mane stampeded into the room.

“Lightning Dust! Stay away from my man!” Spitfire screamed.

Wait, did she just call me-?

My thought was cut short by the 2 mares leaping at each other and flailing their hooves at one another.

What the everloving fuck?

I jump into the fray and try to separate the 2 mares. This was no easy task due to their great strength.

“ENOUGH!” I screamed, instantly stopping the 2 enraged ponies from killing each other.

“I want a damn good explanation as to why this is happening in my office!” I said, looking at the 2 mares, blood caking their lips and dripping from their nostrils.

“We made a bet to see who could bed you first.” Lighting Dust admitted.

“Excuse me?” I asked, not believing my ears.

“We made a bet to see who would be able to have sex with you first!” She said again, a little louder this time.

“Fantastic” I sigh, I looked at Spitfire.

“I was being an airhead. I thought I could win but I had no idea that you were not ok with it.” Spitfire said firmly.

“No, why would I? Just because I fingered you last night does not mean you can bet on who can have sex with me first! I mean come on! You know what? Lightning Dust, get out and I’ll patch you up. Spitfire, please wait here.” I said, pointing Lightning out the door and looking at Spitfire. To my surprise, she had no anger in her eyes, in fact, I couldn’t read her at all.

“No funny business.” I told Lightning Dust as I patched her up. She complied and I sent her out the door. Going back into the massage room I found Spitfire on the bed.

“Spits, we need to talk about this.” I say, pulling up a chair.

I then saw a tear roll down her cheek. I didn’t believe my eyes, she was crying. The captain of the Wonderbolts was crying.

“What’s the matter?” I asked her, with all the compassion I could.

“I’m sorry!” She wept as she tried to run for the door.

I was quicker and blocked her escape. There were no windows so she just flopped back onto the table.

“Spits, you need to talk to me. I won’t judge you for it. I’m more mad at Lightning Dust than I am at you.” I said. That got her attention as she rose, revealing a tear streaked muzzle and reddening eyes.

“I’m sorry, I just got cocky after last night and I just wanted to show off. But when I realized that Lightning took the bet seriously and wanted you to rut her! I had to stop her because I didn’t want you to fall in love with her.” She sobbed.

I patted my lap. “Come here.” I said softly.

Boy did I have my work cut out for me here.

"Repeat that for me again. Don't be afraid, I won't judge you." I told her.

"I said I didn't want you to fall in love with her." She sobbed again.

"Why would she do that? She just met me? Wait, Spitfire..." I said, trailing off at the end

“David?” She spoke in a soft voice.

“Yeah Spits?”

“What if I told you that, maybe, you were my first?” She asked me.

“Wait, you’re a virgin?” I asked her, genuinely surprised.

“Yeah, and you were also my first kiss. That was the first time I ever did anything like that. The Wonderbolts took away all my personal time since I was 16, but now, I see something different. I can see the sights, I can see the life of the planet. I can see...you.” She whispered.

“Spitfire, how old are you?” I asked her.

“24, why?” She asked.

“Wow, you weren't kidding.” I chuckled.

“David, can we try that kiss again?” Spitfire asked me, “This time, it won’t be an accident”

“Of course.” I say and take her into a loving embrace as our lips wrapped around each other.

The word “love” crossed my mind and I seriously considered it. But I had to think about it.

What is love after all?

Very few men know the answer to that age old question. But will I be one of them?