A little Taste

The bell rang for last period. The classroom busy. Fluttershy immediately getting to work on drawing her final project for the first semester. Twinkleshine argued with Noteworthy about how to make value. Whilst this happened, Raincatcher was off in his own world. His imagination making him harden.

His fantasy was unfolding. In this little daydream, he was with Thunderlane. But not in an average friend way. It was in a sexy, shamelessly inappropriate way. He was getting some serious amount of horsecrotch. His fantasy shattered when he heard a loud slam.

Looking up he saw the art teacher. She looked annoyed and infuriated. She pointed to his paper ,and commanded through gritted teeth.

"Finish your assignment..." She then walked away. He had a definitive hard-on. Which, first off, concerned him, and second, made him feel good.

His underwear and jeans rubbing it every time he adjusted himself. It felt great. But he stopped himself. He knew that none of his previous orgasms during his puberty went by quietly. He had to keep silent. So, he ventured back into his daydream.

Thunderlane began to remove his pants. Slowly revealing that huge bulge. Rain was submitting to this without any objections. Thunderlane stripped Rain slowly. Soon both stallions were nude. Rain was thankful for deciding to get an dea of each type of guy, both romantically and sexually.

Rain continued to let his brain go wild as powerfully good sex consumed him and Thunderlane. His real life erection trobbed. And the cloth of tight underwear rubbed at it. His whimpers quiet. Once again he came back to his senses. He couldn't cum here. He'd have to do that after school. A good load off. He smiled to himself.

The class droned on students turning in their work, and relaxing. Because it was Friday most ponies were making plans and dates. Rain though, had no really great friends other than Doc and Light. He wasn't sure if he wanted them to come over. Maybe Doc, yeah. He'd have to ask his closest friend. Of course, sometimes they'd work on their youtube randomness. Which always made them feel like brothers.

He went to work. Sketching, shading, and finalizing. He turned it in, letting it graded by the mare behind the desk. He went, sat. Once again daydreams pushed his sheath to max hardness. He tried to push those thoughts away.

The bell finally rang. Rain quickly shooting a text at Doc about him spending the night the next day. He waited for a reply heading towards his home. He grew bored and put on his headphones, turning on his music. The stuff he wrote.