Rhymes with Gallus

“Now, we are not saying that what the two of you have done is wrong,” Twilight cautioned as the understanding and kind headmare she wished to be for her students, “Nor are we to forbid such conduct. We understand perfectly fine how hard it can be dealing with hormones at your young ages. I’ve dealt with them, Starlight has dealt with them, the whole faculty, everyone in Ponyville, I’m sure even the Princesses themselves, have had to deal with those urges.”

Silverstream rose her paw.

Twilight raised an eyebrow, “Yes, Silverstream?”

“Does Spike do it, too?”

The purple dragon had been standing by Twilight’s desk documenting her words. He immediately stopped when Silver asked about his proclivities. The blushing assistant looked to his surrogate older sister for support.

Twilight answered, “Yes, even Spike deals with urges. I cannot tell you how many times I’ve found mysterious wet spots in his bedsheets in these years since I’ve been living with the guy.” She stuck her tongue at Spike.

The dragon just flipped off his big sister before going back to writing.

The headmare let herself laugh a little, “Anyway, as I was saying, Silverstream, Sandbar, there is really nothing wrong with what you did, but I would kindly suggest that the two of you keep such activities to your dorms, if you must exercise these urges. As for the clean up, and the costs to replace the carpet in that closet… well, I am afraid I must administer the just punishment of writing a full 10, 000 page essay about the importance of respecting school property, as well as…” She looked through her rule book, “two hours in detention, come Monday classes, for the both of you. Is that fair?”

Sandbar nodded, embarrassed and cowed before a mare he looked up to so much, “It’s a fair sentence, Headmare Twilight.”

Silversteam, just as embarrassed and on the verge of tears, sniffed, “Yes, Miss Sparkle, very fair. I… I am very sorry that we let ourselves get carried away.”

Starlight stepped forward and she put a friendly hoof around Silverstream, “It’s alright, Silverstream, really. You made a mess, that’s all. We won’t be able to use that particular closet for at least a week, but it is just a closet.”

Sandbar hugged his friend too.

Silverstream let out a little trill from him hugging her, “Thank you, Sandbar, you really are a great friend.”

Twilight clapped her hooves calmly, “Now, if there is no more that needs to be said, you both may return to your dorms… and please, if you do intend to continue such activities, be mindful of your roommates.” She shot another playful look at Spike when she said that.

The purple dragon got indignant, “Oh, that one time ya caught me havin’ that dream about Rarity!”

Both Sandbar and Silverstream traded glances before walking out as Twilight and Starlight both giggled at Spike’s expense.

…

In the dormitory hall, Sand and Silver stopped to talk, “So, Silver…”

The hippogriff licked his cheek before he could say anything else, “Thank you anyway. That really was one of the best things I’d ever felt.”

Sand blushed as he rubbed the back of his head, “Yeah?”

She nuzzled, “Yeah, I especially loved it when you made seafoam all over me. It was so salty, just like my dad’s dried kelp jerky.”

He blinked, “Y-y-you ate my-”

“Well not all of it!”

The pony gulped as he could feel himself slide out of his sheath, “I should probably get inside now. Don’t want Gallus to take my bunk again.” He slipped in before anymore could be said.

Silverstream just tilted her head curiously, “Sandbar?” She shrugged, before going into her dorm.

…

Sandbar sighed once he was safe inside his own room.

Gallus was up in his bunk, “Hey, Sandy!”

The pony tried to act normal, “Yeah, hey Gally.”

The griffon looked up from his magazine when he’d heard the tone in his friend’s voice, “Oh, someone sounds like he’s got somethin’ ta say.”

The pony blushed, “Yeah… where’s Smolder?”

Gallus scratched his flank, “Gone back to her room, says she wants to hook me up with Ocellus because they want to be my… herd, I think she called it?”

Sandbar sat down on his bed, “A herd? You, Gallus?”

The griffon scoffed, “I know right, herding is a pony thing, isn’t it? Griffons don’t herd, we flock… it’s the same thing, but that’s our word for it.”

Sandbar forgot his own problems, “Really? Griffons are into sharing mates and all that?”

Gallus picked through his plumage, “Yeah, it’s not that strange to see a flock that’s got two guys and at least three hens. Griffons aren’t really all that picky about who we flock with. So…”

The griffon peeked over from his bunk to talk to Sandbar, “What about you, Sand?”

The pony groaned into his pillow before sitting up, “I don’t know if I should say anything, not until I’m sure but… Silverstream and I got called to the Headmare’s office for making a mess of a supply closet.”

Gallus dropped down from his bunk, “Silverstream?” He sat himself by Sandbar, “You were with Silverstream?”

Sand blushed, “Yeah.”

The pervy griffon leaned in, “Alone in the closet.”

The pony’s cheeks couldn’t get any darker from the blush, “Yep.”

Gallus started to laugh, “Oh wow! Ya busted a nut with Silver?”

Sandbar stammered, “Well, I busted something.”

So Sandbar spent the next half-hour describing his impromptu rendezvous with Silverstream, ending with Spike walking in on them.

Gallus was rolling in Sand’s bed with laughter.

The pony looked like he was ready to bury himself in his bedsheets and never come back out, “Yeah… Now Headmare Twilight wants us both to write an essay about respecting school property, and we have detention on Monday. You all laughed out yet?”

Gallus hugged Sandbar as he continued to laugh, “Damn! Havin’ you for a roommate has been one of the best things to ever happen in my life.”

Sandbar felt his embarrassment going down, as another part of him rose up, “Well, you’ve been a very fun roommate too, Gallus. And since we’re being open about our feelings to each other, I feel it fair to warn you, this hug’s getting me hard.

The griffon looked over Sandbar’s belly to see the green cock sliding out of his sheath, “Eh, I consider it a compliment.” then just started rubbing his friend’s belly.

Sand blushed; this time he was sure this wasn’t a fantasy. This really was his friend groping his gut and making him grow out of his sheath. He looked at Gallus, “And you’re sure you’re not even a little bit gay, because this-”

Then Gallus stopped, “Well, if I told ya that, then this would stop bein’ fun, Sandy.” He pinched his friend’s muzzle before climbing back up to his bunk, “Sweet dreams!”

A frustrated and aroused Sandbar tucked himself into bed then started vigorously humping his mattress.

In the top bunk, Gallus was stroking his cock to the sounds and smells of his friend masturbating, beak clenched expertly to prevent making too much noise.

…

So Sunday came and went, then it was Monday.

Classes were pretty uneventful and by the end of the day, both Sandbar and Silverstream stood outside Applejack’s classroom.

Sandbar was a gentlecolt and opened the door for Silver, “After you, Silver.”

“Thank you, Sandbar!” She pecked Sand on his cheek. She’d come to like how his face changed colors whenever she did that in public.

Sandbar blushed and stammered as Silverstream went in. He shook his head, “Calm down…” before he followed her in.

Applejack sat behind her desk, in front of chalkboard which bore her very odd fruit prejudice. The orange farm pony was reading a book. She looked at the two under the brim of her stetson, “We-hell now, you two’re the least Ah’d expected ta see havin’ detention.”

Sandbar sat down at his usual desk, “Really? Out of all the students, us?”

AJ closed her book, “Well, Ah guess Ocellus is pretty high up there, too.” She rose a hoof, “An’ ya don’t have ta tell me anythin’ if ya don’t want. Ah already smelled what y’all did in that closet.”

Sandbar blushed.

Silver chirped up, “Ooh, could you smell all the seafoam Sandbar made?”

Sandbar slammed his face in his desk.

Applejack raised an eyebrow, “Seafoam?”

Sand squeaked in shame, “She calls it seafoam.”

AJ connected the dots quickly, her orange cheeks turning red as she took off her hat to fan herself, “Wow, ya young’uns got that far, huh?”

Silverstream scratched her beak before a dimmed bulb finally lit in her ditzy brain, “Oh! That’s right! Yona told me it wasn’t called seafoam. It was something else… sperm, is that it?”

Sand groaned, unnoticed by the hippogriff.

Applejack waved her hooves, “Silverstream, Ah know that Ah said ya didn’t have ta tell if ya didn’t want. Ah should have also maybe said, ya didn’t have ta feel at liberty to tell me.”

Silverstream shrugged, “Okay.”

Sandbar just kept his face hidden.

AJ put her hat back on, “Well, now that ya both are seated, Ah’d say, these two hours of detention start about now… an’ remember. This is a punishment, so Ah don’t wanna hear a peep out o’ none o’ y’all.” AJ wound a clock, then placed it on her desk, “Now, if y’all excuse me, Ah must see the little filly’s room.”

Silver watched Applejack trot out with her blond tail curiously tucked between her hindlegs.

The hippogriff then proceeded to tap on her desk and whistle a tune to help pass the time.

…

“Goldurn Silverstream an’ her innocence!” AJ grunted, as she hoofed herself in the restroom stall. The farm pony had been firm on her decision to save herself for marriage. She still couldn’t help how that hippogriff’s blatant innocence in the face of a naughty situation made her marebits tingle.

“Mmm… Rainbow.” She shifted her erotic thoughts to her fellow tomcolt and closest rival/friend. That wily pegasus got her bits in a drizzle for sure when she thought about pinning her down and nibbling on those blue wings.

“MMF, Rarity.” Then she thought of that prissy, sexy, white marshmallow. She wasn’t a carnivore, but she sure would love to sink her teeth into that cushy diamond-marked butt.

Then the door to the mare’s room swung open.

A scratchy, raspy, coltish voice spoke up, “Fuckin’ A, I need ta take a wicked piss, Rares.”

A wispier, lighter, feminine voice followed, “Ugh! Must you be so vulgar, Dash.”

Rainbow taunted Rarity with “Well, I’m not the one walkin’ in to the mare’s room at school just to check my makeup!”

Rarity let out an adorably indignant “Hmph!”

AJ had to stop what she did the instant the two mares she fantasized the most about just happened to come in. She was thankful she’d been sitting on the seat so she could raise her hindlegs before they noticed she was in here.

She heard Rainbow slip into the stall next to hers, then much to her embarrassment, heard Rainbow’s sigh of relief coupled with the sound of liquid going into the bowl.

AJ pinned her ears back as she found herself trapped listening to her closest friend relieving herself, while just outside the stall she could hear Rarity humming as the unicorn was, she assumed, looking at herself in the mirror.

Thankfully, Rainbow didn’t take long.

AJ let herself relax.

“Hey, AJ!”

Applejack yelped then slipped off the toilet seat. Her butt hit the floor, her hat… went into the bowl.

Rainbow snickered, “Oh shit, Applejack! Your hat went right in there!” the cyan pegasus had thought she smelled apples and so flew up to peek over the divider to see.

“Applejack?” AJ heard Rarity outside.

The blushing farm pony hid her face behind her blond ponytail, “Rainbow, ain’t nopony taught ya about privacy?”

The pegasus scoffed, “Well, yeah, it doesn’t mean I’m gonna follow the rules all the time. I’m not Twilight.” She quickly noticed her friend was blushing then a naughty grin split her cute muzzle, “You were hoofin’ it ta me an’ Rares again weren’t ya?”

AJ snapped, “Ya know about that?!”

Rainbow laughed, “Applejack, you tryin’ to keep a secret is like Spike tryin’ not to blush whenever Rarity walks by. It’s a lost cause.”

Rarity spoke up, “Rainbow Dash! How dare you laugh at Applejack’s misfortune?” then she leaned in against the stall’s door, “Do you really fantasize about me, Applejack?”

An embarrassed AJ was blushing red with arousal and now anger, “Yes! Yes, I think about you and Rainbow all the time! I’m supposed ta be watchin’ the kids for detention, I thought I could just come here and be done quick!”

Rainbow felt bad now, “Ah jeez, I didn’t mean to make ya this upset, AJ. And I’m sorry about your hat.”

“Mah hat?” AJ hadn’t even noticed her hat had fallen off. She looked around, her pupils shrunk when she saw her prized stetson was now sitting in toilet water.

The farm pony’s outraged shriek could be heard all the way out to Sweet Apple Acres.

Granny Smith had been napping in her rocking chair, she snorted, “That Applejack’s done dropped her hat in th’ pee-water agin.” she giggled in her sleep.

…

Sandbar and Silverstream both sat in awkward silence, as they each looked at the clock.

The door to the classroom swung open and in flew Rainbow Dash, “Hey, ya little troublemakers! Professor AJ had ta leave due to… emotional stress, so I’ll be supervisin’ ya two for the rest of detention, which by the way,” she rewound the clock to restart the two hours, “Starts now!”

Both Silver and Sand groaned and put their heads on their desks.

Rainbow then proceeded to sit down in AJ’s chair, kicking back as she started to read a Daring Do, concealing the fact she was really looking at a dirty magazine, consequently the same magazine Gallus had bought, but a newer issue with hotter mares, hens, dragonesses and more than a few graphic pictures of lesbian pairs in various positions.

Sandbar sighed from boredom as he sat and waited for the clock to finish its two hours. The pony’s nostril began to twitch, though. He could smell… something he shouldn’t be smelling. He looked to Silver.

The normally excitable hippogriff had actually dozed off at her desk.

Sandbar sniffed again… it reminded of his house during spring, when his parents would leave him and his sisters at a sitter’s so they could be alone. He was old enough to not need one, but they still made him do it this last summer, only now, thanks to Professor Fluttershy’s classes, he now knew why.

It was mare musk. Not griffon, dragon, or hippogriff, but genuine earthy mare musk…

He looked ahead at Rainbow, casually kicking a hoof as she flipped through her book. No sooner did he realize what was happening, did he feel his flat tip poke out of his sheath.

Was he ever going to have one day where he didn’t pop a boner?

Rainbow chewed her bottom lip as she looked through her magazine. She could imagine the messy night she would have later after getting home, but she had failed to notice her rainbow tail was wagging, spreading the scent of her arousal across the classroom.

Sandbar tried to cover his snout, but his dick was already out, twitching, dripping.

Silverstream yawned as a weird smell woke her up. She turned to Sandbar, then proceeded to cover her beak when she could plainly see his twitching shaft under his desk. Her wings shot up and started flapping.

Rainbow had been looking her lips at a picture of those spa twins scissoring each other, their puffy pink gashes squishing wetly in detailed closeups. She was so doing that with one of her friends-with-benefits after checking out, maybe Derpy. That cute wall-eyed pegasus had a secret kinky side to her.

Her pony ears began to swivel when she picked up the sound of flapping. Frustrated, she put down her reading material, “Okay, what in Tartarus are you-” Dash stopped the instant she looked at Sandbar, “Dude…”

Sand was blushing hard, both hooves on his head while his dick twitched and spurted while he cursed under his breath, “Fuck me…”

Rainbow smelled her own arousal and realized what she had been doing to the poor colt. True to form, she started to laugh, “Dude, is that your fuckin’ dick?”

Sandbar just buried his face behind his hooves and cussed more, “Fuck me hard…”

Rainbow snickered, “Hot damn, I guess I’m hotter than I thought.”

Silver never stopped staring at Sand’s dick.

Sand wished he could teleport himself out of here right now.

Rainbow was no help at all, “Ya got a nice big one too, but not like Thunderlane big, that guy fucks like a minotaur in rut.” She flapped her wings, intentionally spreading her musk, just loving the thought of making a colt wet for her.

Finally, she relented, “Ya know…” her magenta eyes softening as she knocked AJ’s old-timey clock into a desk drawer, “I think I’ve tortured you enough, Sand. You can go. I mean technically your two hours had been up since before I got here, so, yeah…”

Sandbar took that as his cue. He got up to go, stumbling awkwardly due to his erection. He opened the door to leave.

Rainbow called out, “And hey, kid!”

He stopped, sweat upon his brow as he looked back.

She winked at him, “Hit me up when you’re a little older, kid.”

Sandbar squeaked out a response before running out of the classroom.

…

Sandbar sighed as soon as he was back, his shaft thankfully receded back into his sheath.

Gallus was seated at a small desk by the window. He had been occupying himself with homework. He greeted Sandbar, “Hey… how was your quiet time with Silverstream, Sandy?”

Sandbar wasn’t in the mood for jokes this time, “Shut up. Just… just need to rest my head.”

Gallus understood, “Okay, dude.” then went right back to his homework.

Sandbar groaned as he tucked himself into bed.

…

A little while later, Gallus had finished with homework and was ready to climb up to his own bunk.

There was a knock at the door.

Gallus went to answer it as Sandbar seemed too out of it.

Silverstream’s wings perked up when she saw Gallus, “Hi, Gallus, is Sandbar awake?”

He looked at her, then at Sandbar, “Eh, he came back kinda frustrated. I don’t think he’s asleep, more just in a mood.”

Silver nodded in understanding, “Yeah, I figured after, well…” for once she was able to stop herself from saying too much, “I just thought,”

“That you could come cheer him up?” Gallus smiled.

Silver nodded, “Yeah.”

Gallus nodded back, “Yeah, I’ll give you two space.” He stepped out, with the pretense of going for a walk.

The door closed and again, Silverstream was alone with Sandbar.

…

Sandbar groaned in frustration when he felt a bird claw touch him, “Gallus… I’m not in the mood, just fu-uh?” He saw the hippogriff instead of his roommate, “Silverstream?”

Silver smiled sweetly, “Hi, Sandbar. I just wanted to see how you were doing. I know what Professor Dash did made you upset and-”

“Silver?” He asked her, “Where’s Gallus?”

She didn’t clue in on his tone, “Oh, he just went for a walk, said he was gonna leave us alone for some-”

The hippogriff could say no more as Sandbar grabbed her with his front hooves and locked muzzle-to-beak with the ditzy griff.