The day was going and the sun was shining. Ponyville was in a liberal state of calm, such the case was always when all six of the Element’s were out gallivanting. Many recognized The opportunity and decided to go out to get things accomplished without worrying about monsters and such. All except for one couple, who both were together locked in the confines of a room. With nothing more on their mind than engaging in an act most intimate.
“Finally, I've dreamed of this moment for so long!” A young grey stallion exclaimed, trotting back and forth in his room.
“Hey Rumble, try not to shoot one off before you even get on the bed.” The mare currently lounging on the bed replied. “I will never let you live it down if you do.”
“Shut up, it's my first time ok.” Rumble blushed as he attempted to regain his composure. “I won't mess it up, at least not as bad as my brothers first time was.”
“Your brothers first time?”
“Yea, apparently his first time was actually with Rainbow… he said he messed it up so bad that he’s the reason she went all gay and stuff.” Rumble whispered as if his brother could hear him at that very moment.
Scootaloo looked seriously confused for a second, and then flipped back on the bed and started laughing her flank off.
“Promise me Scoots, whatever I do, don't let me turn you gay…” The seriousness in Rumble’s voice, gave the young mare pause.
“Honestly, I'm pretty sure Rainbow Dash has always been a mare diddler. And frankly I think your brother is kinda stupid. But enough about them, all I really know is that I'm far from being gay… I can prove it.” Scootaloo finished off in a voice so seductive, that Rumble nearly choked on his next breath.
“Whoa…”
With half lidded eyes, Scootaloo’s seas of purple were painting a vivid illustration of what was to come. But if that wasn't enough for the young stallion to literally jump on the opportunity. Scootaloo slowly rolled over, laying across the bed giving the now trembling stallion a perfect view of her body.
Scootaloo's fur was recently groomed for the occasion, head to hoof she was literally shining confidence. Her flanks were just angled perfectly yet left much more to the imagination as she expertly kept her tail covering her marehood in a teasingly manor. The last little detail could only make Rumble gulp in anticipation, he already felt like he was close… to something.
“Enough teasing, get up here so I can rock. your. world.” Scootaloo whispered in her seductive voice. However, Rumble had missed a beat when she brushed her tail aside revealing all her intimate glory.
“I-I-uhh...erm.” That was it, Rumble had official messed up.
It took only a fraction of a second for the post nut clarity to kick in. Staring blankly through his marefriend, Rumble had just committed the unthinkable. And it was clear by Scootaloo’s annoyed expression she already has clued in on what happened. Yet before she could even open her muzzle, Rumble turn on his hind hoof and attempted to scramble to the bathroom. Again, the flustered stallion had made another mistake, this one however was far more grave as he found his face rapidly approaching the corner of his table.
Mistakes were made that night.
~Ponyville General Hospital~
The time was late and everypony had returned to their homes. Again all except for one couple who have found themselves residing in room sixty nine. One idly sitting in a guest chair, leafing boredly through a Wonderbolts magazine. The other was resting rather unconsciously on the medical bed, his head was wrapped up tightly with bandages. His rhythmic breathing was the only thing signaling any kind of life. As Scootaloo was just finishing the magazine, she heard a heavy knocking at the window, at first she was a little confused, but she saw the silhouette of a Pegasus and then it made a bit more since.
Tossing the magazine, Scootaloo stretched and then hopped out the chair to approach the window. She was a bit shocked to see a Wonderbolts jacket, but once she noticed what the jacket was attached to she just unclasped the window. Soon after a Cyan Pegasus folded the window open and clamored in.
Brushing off her flight jacket and ruffling her own prismatic hair, the mare looked around and spotted the unconscious stallion.
“Rainbow Dash?” Scootaloo was a little surprised… Simply because she hadn't told anypony what had happened yet.
“Sup Squirt, what did you do to that guy?” Rainbow questioned while waving her hoof over his face. “He is out.”
“That's my Coltfriend remember, and why are you here.” Scootaloo couldn't tell her sister, mentor and idol that her coltfriend knocked himself from doing something she never dreamed possible. Actual Rainbow Dash would be the last pony she’d want to tell at the moment.
“Well it's the start of the off-season and I was trying to see if you wanted to get some laps in. That's when I found out you were at the hospital ya know.” Dash explained.
“Oook, but how did you know which window to knock on… and aren't you supposed to sign in?”
The silence that followed the young mare’s question was indicative of the current situation. Scootaloo was very still as Rainbow Dash ignored her question to literally snoop around the room to fondle random equipment and papers that were lying on the table. It was painfully clear that Dash was looking for something at that point, and that her meddling would get her close to whatever it was. But it didn't take long because after one more glance to the ousted stallion, Rainbow Dash immediately make the connection that his older Brother was Thunderlane.
Cringing a bit, Dash remembered in clear detail in how she had sent Thunderlane to the hospital when she was young and a bit more stupid. That was the first and only time she had ever seen a cast on a penis, however she couldn't remember if she signed her name on it or not.
That didn't matter at the moment though, Rainbow Dash had just had an epiphany.
“You two tried sex and it landed him in the hospital.” Rainbow confidently stated as if she’d win a reward for guessing out in left field like she did.
Scootaloo only managed an embarrassed wing fluff in response. Which told Dash everything she thought she needed to know.
“Wow, really, well he did use protection right? Actually it looks like he needed some extra protection regardless…” Dash said with a smirk drawn on her face.
Scootaloo again failed to respond, she just couldn’t understand how Dash could just float through the window and start jumping right to a sexual conclusions about her coltfriend’s condition. And what was even more maddening was the fact that she wasn't that far off the mark.
“Don't be embarrassed Squirt, I broke a stallions dick before, he had it in the funnest little cast I'd ever seen for like almost a month.” Dash nonchalantly added in, while creeping closer to the down stallion.
“Was that supposed to make me feel better?” Scootaloo cautiously replied.
“In a cosmic sorta way… yes.” Those were Dash's last words before Scootaloo realized what she was up to.
“What the Hay!”
Rainbow Dash had only peaked under the sheets for a moment, but within that moment Scootaloo was quick enough to leap over the bed and tackle her older sister to the ground.
“Like seriously, what was that?” Scootaloo shouted while pinning the stunned Dash to the floor.
“Context!” A third voice interjected.
Scootaloo was close to dying of embarrassment at that moment, however Dash just casually glances to the side to see a perplexed grey stallion with a very out of style blue Mohawk.
“Hey Thunderlane, brother like brother right.” Rainbow not so subtly hinted as she eyes the mare on top of her and then the sleeping stallion on the bed.
Thunderlane’s eyes went wide at the implications, he even crossed his hind legs in remembrance at what he had almost lost years ago. He couldn't of thought of a fate worse, and now his brother was a victim of an inexperienced mare. Then the afterthought hit him like a train, looking down to the two mares, and what had became of Dash after his harrowing experience. It would destroy his little brother to find out he had turn his marefriend over to the darkside… Although he had found out that gay ponies did make some good cookies. Looking up to the square ceiling tiles, Thunderlane thought about stopping by Bon-Bons shop. Now her cookies were legendary, even though baked goods weren't her speciality, he could only hope that Pinkie couldn’t read minds. But gay cookies always bested straight ones, no offense to Sugarcube Corner.
“Dude, you're drooling…” Rainbow Dash quipped, Now upright brushing her flight jacket off.
“Huh?” Thunderlane blinked, breaking off the slow but steady stream of drool that was nearing the floor.
Scootaloo was just looking even more terribly confused. Shaking her head and blinking a few times to make sure she wasn't dreaming, her composure regained. Scootaloo ruffled her orange feathers before committing to the most logical thing possible in her situation.
Getting out.
“Did she, you know…” Thunderlane point to his little brother skeptically.
“I don't know, I tried to check, but she kind of tackled me.” Dash gestured… to the now absent mare. “Hey, where did she bail off to?”
“Gah, I told Rumble to be careful… with her being your little fan and all, it was bound to happen.” Thunderlane wailed as if his brother was dead, and not calmly resting right in front of him.
“Whoa, what was that supposed to mean?” Rainbow Dash replied swiftly.
“Exactly how it sounds, she never got bj basics from you.” Thunderlane retaliated, now bumping heads with Dash. “Not that she could…”
“Hey, I can give an awesome Blowjob bub!” Dash spat back.
“Do you even hear yourself right now?” Thunderlane chuckled, it was extremely hard for him to take her statement seriously.
“I-ugh, I said I was sorry, like a long time ago ok… jeez!” Rainbow backed off a bit, trying to fight off the blush forming from her previous outburst.
“You nearly bit my dick off!” Thunderlane parenthesized to the last part to get his point across.
“It wasn't my fault I couldn't breath!”
“If my little brother is dickless becau-” Thunderlane couldn't even finish before Rainbow was back in his face.
“You'll what.” Rainbow's furious gaze told Thunderlane everything he needed to know.
“I'll turn right around and leave, have a nice day Miss Dash!” As soon as Thunderlane turned tail, he noticed the clipboard hanging in front of his brother's bed.
Stopping to look at it, Thunderlane was looking for anything that looked like it was describing a groin injury. However he found that the only thing described on the clipboard was minor head trauma. Which meant his brother was Probably fine, at least as far as his pride was concerned.
“Hey why’d ya stop?” Rainbow questioned.
“I don't think she bit his dick off?” Thunderlane responded with a befuddled expression.
“I-NO!” Scootaloo shouted from the doorway, she had honestly hoped they would've left by time she came back. “I'm not sorry, but will you two beat it…”
“Hey that's my little br-”
“Out!” Scootaloo screeched.
Rainbow immediately got the message and begun her awkward shuffle back through the open window. Thunderlane however just whistled his way around the fuming mare, and out the door. After all the commotion had subsided, Scootaloo didn't even get a second before Rumble started to stir in the bed. Scootaloo’s expression took a complete U-turn as she jumped up and rushed up to the bed to see her coltfriend open his eyes.
Rumble groaned and rubbed his bandaged head sluggishly. Blinking his eyes to adjust to the light, the groggy stallion barely noticed his marefriend standing right next to him.
“Wh-what happened?” Rumble mumbled.
“You busted a nut before you even got to the bed… then you slipped, fell, and hit your head on the table.” Scootaloo spared him absolutely no dignity.
Rumble frowned a little, and then slinked further down into the hospital bed. Trying his best to hide his increasing shame, not only did he mess up his first time, he almost died at the starting line.
“Are you gay now?” Rumble’s question was barely audible.
“Rumble…” Scootaloo dead-panned.
“Sorry,” Rumble apologized. “I guess it wasn't that bad.”
“Oh no, it was pretty bad. But nopony knows, even though Dash and your brother… paid a visit.” The sarcasm leaked out at the end of her response.
“Uhh, where are they, are they st-”
“No.”
The conversation stalled their, and Rumble turned his head to the ceiling. Pondering the irreparable damage to his ego and male confidence, but most of his worry melted away when he felt a light hoof on his shoulder.
“Let's get you outta her, I'll go find a nurse or somepony.” Scootaloo said with sympathy.
“Thank you.” Rumble responded with a small smile.
“Don't worry about it… Trigger.”
Author's Note
I wrote 87% of this drunk.
