“Alright ‘Bolts, it’s showtime!” Spitfire called out, looking over her squad and making sure everypony was ready for the show. “Remember, you’re performing for your home town, so make sure to give it your all! Yeah?”

“Yes ma’am!” The team replied in an enthusiastic unison, all doing some last minute stretches or uniform adjustments, while Rumble made sure his beverage containers and clean towel supply were full, happy to find he was ready too.

“Fleetfoot? You sure you’re up for this? Wing’s fully healed?” Spitfire asked, stopping in front of her.

“Yes ma’am, doc gave the all clear for full use of it this morning when I went in for the pre-show checkup you asked for. Those massages did it good.” Fleetfoot said, giving a brief glance and smile over to Rumble as she said that, before getting a nod from Spitfire.

“Alright, if Healing Rain gave you the affirmative, you can fly. ‘Bolts, gate opens in five, four…” Spitfire said, the Wonderbolts getting ready to make their entrance, stretching their wings and giving them a testing flap.

“...three, two, one...get out there and make me proud, team!” Spitfire shouted, sliding her own flight goggles down into place and leading her squad into flight.

Alright Rumble, get out there and do your best, too!

Rumble trotted out to the sidelines, a folded towel draped on his wing, waiting for when he was called.

~

It was two and a half hours later when the sweaty, adrenaline-fueled pegasus team burst into the locker room, whooping and cheering. This was all giving Rumble a sense of déjà vu, as he was pulling the same wagon full of dirty towels and empty drink dispensers into the locker room. Memories of the last time this had happened rushed back, making his cheeks flush red.

“C’mon Soarin, losing two races in a row? To a mare? Really?” Spitfire teased, her tail playfully smacking her coltfriend’s rump, “Guess you really don’t want that special ‘bedroom surprise’ I learned just for you…”

“Oh c’mon, you know that mares are way more aerodynamic than stallions...for obvious reasons,” Soarin countered, getting a grin from Spitfire.

“Yeah-yeah, the old ‘I have huuuge dangling stallion bits so I can’t fly for manure’ argument,” Spitfire pressed, "'they're inside my coat-tight jumpsuit, but they affect me somehow!'"

Soarin simply rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well you sure seem to like my ‘huge stallion bits’,” Soarin retorted, making Spitfire smirk back.

“Yeah, yeah, and don’t forget who that big ol’ dick and those balls belong to, hmm?” Spitfire asked, giving Soarin a quick smooch on the lips. Soarin huffed, walking away to the showers, Spitfire following him closely.

“Hey, good race Fleet. It was super close!” Rainbow Dash said, holding her hoof out for a hoof-bump.

“Yeah, you only won by like a couple seconds!” Fleet repiled, getting a grin from Rainbow, meeting her marefriend’s hoof with a quiet clop in a high-hoof.

“Yep, fastest pegasus in Equestria, right here!” Rainbow replied, making Fleet roll her eyes.

“Mmm, don’t I know it. I always have you cumming in ten seconds flat!” Fleet countered, seeing Rainbow clench her jaw.

“Hey! I could totally hold out longer! It’s just not fair how you always know just where to lick!” Rainbow said.

“Hmm, I’m not complaining, love. Seeing you cum for me is super sexy…plus you always balance things out by the end.”

Rumble’s ears and cheeks, meanwhile, were burning.

“Let’s see if we can work on her endurance, huh? I’ll take second dibs if she’s still up for it later.” Spitfire said teasingly, giving Rainbow a brief kiss on the lips as they soon sat together on the bench, before turning back to her coltfriend.

“If you are, I get to watch and get third! Two hot mares eat—” Soarin started, only to be interrupted when Spitfire’s lips pressed roughly to his.

“Remember, that dick is mine until I’m done with it~!” Spitfire said in a playful falsetto, “...and besides, Fleet gets her first. Gives us time to play.”

“Yeah, it’s not like I’d ever say no to a sexy mare going down on me and a hot stallion fucking me, nor being watched getting eaten out or fucked…” Rainbow said, kissing her marefriend back, the two holding it this time.

Go do the laundry, or gather towels, or something! Now!

It was too late though. Rumble could already feel his sheath swelling as he watched the two sexy mares, and Soarin and Spitfire, making out in front of him after discussing just what they'd planned to do with each other. The scent of Fleetfoot’s fertility certainly didn't help his self control either.

Buck! She’s still in heat? Oh...right, mares stay in heat for like a week, or sometimes two! Unless a stallion...

NOPE! Stop, go do laundry, now.

Looking around, Rumble quickly noticed the other couples acting in a similar way to Fleet and Rainbow. Soarin was trailing kisses down Spitfire’s neck, the latter giving quiet moans of approval. As Rumble glanced over and saw Thunderlane was deeply kissing Misty Fly, he felt his nervousness rising again.

Rumble heard another deep moan from Fleetfoot and he looked back at them, seeing Rainbow Dash on her back with Fleetfoot spraddled over her, basically mounting her. He was surprised when his eyes met Fleetfoot’s...and she winked at him! Feeling a shameful blush glowing on his cheeks, as well as a full hard-on now straining the fabric of his flight-suit at such an erotic sight and her lovely, musky scent, Rumble looked away.

She saw me watching! And winked! Buck! What do I do, what do I do? And why does she have to smell so damn good?

As Fleetfoot’s eyes drifted closed and she let out another soft moan into Rainbow’s muzzle, Rumble glanced around the room again. He saw that Soarin was now mounted on his marefriend as she lay on her back, much like Rainbow was doing with Fleetfoot. Soarin's twelve-inch, deep-blue cock hung to the side, fully free of his sheath but still limp.

C’mon Rumble, go do your job…stop staring! Wow, he’s pretty big...no, buck, stop! Go!

Instead of gathering the discarded flight-suits or towels like he was supposed to, Rumble found himself getting lost in the moment, watching as his teammates pleasured each other.

As he looked back to Fleet and Rainbow, Rumble saw that Rainbow was rubbing herself between her legs with a wing while watching Soarin’s cock twitching, her wing pressing hard and straining against the flexible fabric of her flightsuit while kissing her marefriend passionately.

Finally, he looked at his brother, only a few feet away, making out with his own marefriend, Misty’s hoof teasingly rubbing Thunder’s black-skinned, fully erect shaft.

Wow, I never knew Thunder was that big...wait, he’s my brother! Gross! Look at something else!

“I want you to rut me so bad…fuck me hard...” Rumble heard Spitfire stage-whisper to Soarin as he looked over to them instead; “...put your non-aerodynamic dick in my pussy and show me how it can make me fly…”

“Hmm...may not be good for flying, but I’ll sure make you join the mile-high club with it…” Soarin replied with a smirk, before once more meeting lips with Spitfire.

This is really hot...wait, why am I watching them? Watching them doing this is wrong...isn’t it?

As Rumble looked around again, seeing the others pleasing each other and being pleased in kind, he felt a bit confused.

It is wrong...isn’t it?

Rumble looked back to find Fleet and Rainbow making out more intensely, hearing Fleet giving quiet moans and, looking lower, saw Rainbow's hoof firmly rubbing the cameltoe in her marefriend’s flight suit. Rumble could see how wet Fleet's suit was, several shades darker in the crotch, and could see the subtle movements as she presumably winked her clit.

Well, Rumble, what are you going to do? Are you gonna run away again, sit in the corner crying again and wait for it to all be over...or are you going to join in? I mean, they’re not gonna make me do anything I don't want to, but...but even if I do get with a mare, will I even be able to measure up to the other stallions? They’re all so much more experienced than me...I don’t know what I’m doing at all! I know that they can please me,but the real question is: can I please them back?

“Hey, looks like somepony’s enjoying the show,” Fleetfoot said, having broken their kiss and Rumble’s spiraling thought process, now grinning at the young stallion.

“Huh? What?” Rainbow asked, barely tearing her eyes away from Soarin’s hard cock being slowly rubbed by Spitfire now as they’d switched positions - him on his back on the bench now, their muzzles met in a kiss and her hindhoof going in slow motions over his whole length - only for them to lazily land on their observer. “Oh, hey Rumble.”

“So, did you wanna join us today?" Fleetfoot asked, a sexy little grin on her muzzle, “You sure look like you want to. I think between Rainbow and I, we can handle that not-so-little ‘problem’ between your stifles…”

Crap! She’s looking at my...wait, she likes how it looks?

“I...I um…”

Rainbow Dash reached over and buried her muzzle into her saddlebags, pulling out a green potion. "Nervous? I get it. I know you’re young and probably can last a good long time, but here, you...might want this. A little stamina boost never hurts when you're with two mares as awesome as us."

See? Your endurance isn’t a problem anymore. The only thing keeping you from enjoying it now is yourself. Just say yes and let these beautiful mares please you, and you them. You know you want to.

Without a word, Rumble took the potion, popped out the cork, and drank the thick gloop down in two gulps, the minty-berry-dirt flavor washing over his tongue.

Well that was disgusting, and...I’m in for it now…

“So, you really do wanna steal my marefriend, don’t ya?” Rainbow asked teasingly, grinning at Rumble, “First a wing massage, and now you wanna rut her? That’s alright, you’re lucky I’m cool with sharing her. She’s too sexy to handle by myself anyhow.”

“Flirt!” Fleet exclaimed, laughing.

“Damn right I am!” Rainbow retorted, grinning right back.

Rumble couldn’t help but feel uneasy at the comment. “I, um, sorry?” Rumble stammered, not sure how to respond.

“Hey, I’m kidding…” Rainbow said, her expression softening, “...we really do appreciate you agreeing to join us.”

“Oh, uh, well, I’m glad to be here too...kinda surprised that you'd think I’m worthy of...being with you two like that.”

“You are, promise,” Rainbow said, looking down between his stifles again and licking her lips, “So, you ready?”

“Uh…”

“Well, I’ll take that as a 'yes'. Alright, sexy, c’mere and let us take care of you.” Fleetfoot said, her eyes lidding sensually. Rainbow adopted a similarly sexy expression, her tail swishing in anticipation and spreading her aroused scent. That smell of wanting mare made Rumble’s cock throb in anticipation, reminding him again of watermelon mixed with fresh rain, and of course her own unique mare-musk. That's not counting Fleet's fertile scent's effects on him...

Well, I’m in for the long haul now. I should relax and enjoy it...

“So, what do we do with our new stallion toy first, Fleet?” Rainbow asked, looking over to Fleetfoot and giving her a grin.

Do something! Don’t ponies usually kiss in situations like this?

Puffing out his chest, putting on a determined expression, and summoning all of his courage, Rumble closed the distance on Fleetfoot.

I hope Rainbow doesn’t get mad that I’m kissing her marefriend...

Rumble reached Fleet, then closed his eyes and thrust his muzzle towards hers, hoping for the best. Instead of kissing her on the lips like he was hoping, his lips instead landed on her nose. Rainbow burst out laughing, making Rumble wince as he realized he’d missed.

Buck! If I messed even this up, what chance do I have with real sex?

“Aaaaw, that’s adorable!” Rainbow exclaimed in a rather girly squeal, before catching herself, “Oh, uh, I mean awesome! Yep, that’s totally awesome!”

Fleet gave a skeptical look at her marefriend, before looking over to Rumble. “Hey, it’s OK, we can try that again later,” she comforted him, before kissing him back on the nose instead, watching his cheeks redden again at even the platonic gesture.

“Yeah, and here’s a little tip,” Rainbow said, kissing Fleet on the nose just like Rumble had, getting a quiet, pleased murr from her, “her lips are right…” Rainbow kissed her upper lip, “...beneath…” A soft, quick peck on both lips, “...her nose.” Rainbow then locked lips with her in another fiery, passionate kiss, making Fleet let out a brief squeal of surprise at the suddenness of the lovely sensation.

“Gee, thanks, cuz I never took basic anatomy…” Rumble said sarcastically, before his ears folded back, biting his lower lip as his eyes went wide. “Sorry! Sorry!”

“Hey, chillax, it’s OK. If we can give a little attitude, we can take some back…” Fleet said, before wincing as she felt an intense wave of need go through her, her lower belly feeling like it was an inferno, “...so, are we ready to really get started?”

“Yeah Rumble, are we?”

Goodbye virginity.

“Yeah, please. I...don’t know if I can get any harder...and Fleet, you smell incredible,” Rumble said, surprising himself with the way he spoke so...plainly about such intimate things.

“Wow, aren't you quite the little charmer, huh?” Fleet asked, before looking down at his cock's outline in his suit, “Though this part of you certainly doesn't look ‘little’.”

Wow, is it really that easy? Are they really OK with me talking like that?

As Rumble followed Fleet's gaze to his erection, still trapped in his suit, his heart felt like it leapt to his throat, and his member throbbed in reaction. He let out a little uncomfortable whimper, feeling a hoof graze his cheek.

“How about we see what you’re packing, hmm? Then Rainbow and me can get these pesky flightsuits off too and we can really get into it.” Fleet said, giving Rumble a smoldering gaze.

“And you can help,” Rainbow added, joining in with her own smouldering gaze.

"But first, we're gonna get yours off. C'mere, lay down on this bench so I can get to the zipper easier," Fleet finished, grinning.

"O-Ok..." Rumble agreed, doing as asked, then watching as Fleet approached him, feeling her hot exhalations on his neck, and swearing under his breath as she nipped it in a love bite. After repeating that a couple times, each nip followed by a soft kiss, she finally bit the zipper near his neck and started to draw it down.

I can’t believe I'm gonna be naked in front of two beautiful mares! What if they don't like it when they really see it? What if—

Rumble's thoughts were interrupted when the zipper reached his lower bulge and drew past it, exposing his whole barrel and crotch to them, gasping at the soft vibrations to such a sensitive area. As it was unzipped, his cock sprung loose of its confines and bopped Rainbow in the muzzle, causing her to jerk her head back in surprise. "Ohmigosh-I'm-soooo-sorry!" Rumble squealed out, but what he saw next quite surprised him.

Instead of being mad, Rainbow chuckled and looked at the glistening clear liquid on her muzzle near her nose, joined to his cock by a thin string. Rumble watched in awe as Fleet then reached over and made a show of licking his precum up off her marefriend, showing off her long, pink tongue in the process. "Mmm, not bad kid. Hope the real load's as good as this," she said, leaving Rumble speechless.

Rumble helped the mares finish removing his flight suit and tossed it aside, leaving him completely bare and erect in front of them. As both Rainbow and Fleet's eyes moved to his underbarrel, his breath caught in his throat as they looked at his most private area. When they were silent for a while, their expressions unreadable as they seemingly evaluated his stallionhood and bare body from a mere few hoofsteps away, Rumble assumed the worst.

Oh no, it's probably too small. They're gonna laugh at me and then they're gonna call all of this off and I'll be—

"Woah, Rumble, it looked pretty big from the outline, but...well, you've definitely never gotta worry about being teased about your dick!" Rainbow said.

"Yep, you're definitely 'above average' in other ways than just your flight scores. Look at the size of those balls! Could probably wreck a building with those things...or at least knock up a few mares every day!" Fleet added, subconsciously licking her lips.

Wait, what? they actually...they like it?

"Dang Rumble, you got some Earth Pony in your bloodline or something? That's gotta be, what, eleven, twelve inches? And that flare..." Fleet said, only slightly embellishing her pleasure in her choice of mate, looking over his above-average dark-grey dick and light-grey sac

"W-wow, thanks..." Rumble said as he felt a surge of pride, actually smiling a bit now.

Well, that was unexpected. Maybe I do have a chance after all!

"So, despite liking the looks of it, looking's not all I want to do with it," Fleet said, biting her lower lip and gazing at Rumble's crotch with the intensity only a mare in heat could look at a stallion's junk with.

"Yeah, I'm getting the feeling she wants a taste of that big grey Pegasus dick. Am I wrong, Fleetie?" Rainbow asked, giving Fleet a wink.

"Pff, you know me too well," Fleet said, before looking from Rainbow to Rumble, "So, what do you say, stud? Wanna find out what a mare's mouth feels like on your cock?"

Author's Note

Time to get to the good part!