Big Mac grunted as he buttoned his flannel shirt on, with a hard grunt. It had been a long day out on the farm. Though in truth, it had been a bad day overall. Sugar Belle and he had gotten into a huge argument the other day. Mainly on the fact that the two hadn’t been spending as much time as they use to. With him working the fields most days, and only too exhausted for much else. There was more fighting involving other things, though that was the main thing.

Such a thing happened once in a while. The two of them fighting, but this one was particularly bad, as he remembered how Sugar Belle had slammed the door right in his face. A light groan as he didn’t know how their relationship was going, all he knew was before Sugar Belle had left, she declared

“Big Mac, I think we need to take a break from each other!” Than Like that, she was gone, Poor Big Mac, the Stallion was merely miserable, at least till Thunderlane came by and saw him like he was before worn, and quiet down trotted.

His friend grabbed his shoulder, telling him that he needed to get out, away from the farm for a night and have fun. He remembered how Thunderlane had a wide grin growing on his face.

“Come on Mac, let's get you out of here, and have some fun, you’re a handsome fucker, and we only live once, so I’ll take you out to one of my favorite clubs,” Before Big Mac could protest and disagree with it, Thunderlane was already flying off.

So here was Big Mac, sitting on his couch wearing a pair of cowboy boots, a Stenson hat he wore on unique and rare occasion, and his best red checkered flannel shirt, with a slight kink in his neck, which he eventually fixed by popping his neck.

“So, you gonna go out?” Applejack asked as she looked towards her older brother, who nodded,

“Eyup, besides, you know, Thunderlane would just drag me out if I refused.” He muttered in his slow, calming accent, while his sister sighed

“Well, just try not to do anything too crazy now, will ya’h bro.” Applejack muttered on an excellent second as she headed over towards her bedroom. She didn’t want to see what happened next. It was hard to tell what was going through her brother's head.

Big Mack huffed as he fixed his collar while he sat back. His mind on Sugar belle for a moment. He imagined her wearing little to nothing. Sexy lingerie, as he heard Sugar Belle’s sultry voice. He felt his pants tightening, his voice groaned. He could almost feel her hands soft against his legs. His cock growing harder against his pants, rubbing against it pants, causing him to grunt.

For a good second, when there was a loud knocking on the door. It snapped Big Mac into reality as he looked over towards the front door. Such a moment as he looked through the screen door and headed over.

“Hey-o.” Big Mac muttered while moving over to open it. There he saw Thunderlane standing there with a wide smirk

“Big Mac, my man, you're looking good.” A large smirk on the thunder grey stallion. Though he wasn’t alone, standing next to him was a pale stallion wearing an aviator jacket and sunglasses, even with it being close to dark. He wore them. As though he was trying to look as cool as possible.

“Big Mac, I figured if we’re going to have a fun night- I bring one of my coworkers, this is Sorin, he’s a motherbucking wonder bolt second in command.”

“Nice to me ya’h,” Big Mac reached over and motion over, shaking their hands.

Soarin returned the response as he took Big Mac’s their hands squeezing, as they shook. If Big Mac had to imagine, it might’ve been like the flyer was trying to show off his strength. They would eventually pull back for a minute as Soarin nodded

They began walking out. Big mac Checked over, making sure the door was locked, and followed the other two stallions. They were bouncing into their car, a Sports car, while they drove off—the loud engine roaring off for what seemed like miles away.

They would drive for some time, heading off towards the nearest city from ponyville. Big Mac didn’t know the city; he never paid much attention, as he looked up towards the buildings raising high, high in the sky.

The noise all around as other cars passed off by them as they continued driving with a quick motion for the longest time. He remained quiet while leaning back in the back seat. They continued off for some time, Thunderlane looking off checking the place, as he practically stood in the car. Soarin didn’t try stopping him, just passing and cutting off cars, with a confident smirk on his face.

“So, where’s this club you’re taking us to Soarin?” Big Mac asked, his slow draw continuing while Soarin looked back,

“I’m taking you to this new place that opened up last month. The place is just fine.” Soarin smirked as he took another turn. Big mac, felt himself sliding over to the side for a good second. At the same time, they were pulling off into the parking lot.

Now this place was pack, with other vehicles. While They took a moment trying to find a clearing to park at.

“Damn, why does everyone have to park so close? I swear if my baby gets so much as a ding, I’ll kick everyone's ass.” He muttered with a hint of annoyance, But finally, they managed to find one that was near the far end—a perfect place for the wonderbolts car.

“Now lets rock, guys,” Soarin smirked as he pulled out of the car; Thunderlane followed along as Big mac struggled for a minute, but found it was a little more troublesome. It took the help of Soarin and Thunderlane, pulling him out. It was a tight squeeze as he popped out.

“Woah there, ok, Thunderlane, you getting the back seat next time.”

“Fuck, I swear we should’ve just taken a truck and put Big red here in the tailgate.” Thunderlane cursed under his breath. He hated the idea of being even in the back seat, as it made him look ridiculous. Big Mac rolled his eyes as he snorted some; he presented him with the bird with such a snark he never had to say a single word.

“Come on, your motherbuckers. Let's get in before it gets too crazy!” Soarin called out, adjusting his sunglasses as Big mac, and Thunderlane followed onwards.

They would soon make it to the front, and there was a full line. That seemed to go off for a few feet across to the other side of the building. But everyone was bunching up around each other.

“Fuck, this is going to take forever!” Thunderlane muttered, rubbing his forehead as he felt the wind hitting behind him, messing with his hair. Though Soarin smirked more as he shook his head,

“Amateurs follow me, boys. I’ll get us in.”

The headed over to the front of the line, Soarin looking towards the bouncers, two large intimidating Zebra’s who wore sunglasses also, giving the wonderbolts second in command a nod, and opened the rope as Soarin and Big Mac passed by. Though as the large red Stallion passed over. They shut the line on Thunderlane.

“Um, Guy’s! Guy’s! I think you guys forgot about me!” Thunderlane tried passing over though the Zebra grabbed him by his shoulder, pushing him away,

“Don’t do that, you’ll have to wait,” his gruff voice muttered as he snorted at the Pegasus.

Thunderlane looked pretty annoyed for the moment. He muttered

“Dude, I’m a wonder bolt cadet.”

“Don’t care back of the line.” Thunderlane rolled his eyes and figured it wouldn’t take too long before he walked off towards the back and simply began waiting.

Big Mac made his way into the club. The music loud, as he could barely hear around. It continued, as most of the patrons seemed to dance and party as though it was 1999, Moving their hips grinding against someone. It was somewhat overloading for the Stallion. Some of the Mares seemed to watch him in awe and excitement. The way they looked towards him made him think he was a piece of meat. Soarin smirked some. His confidence is unbridled.

“Now, this is where I leave you, and I’m going out. I’ve got two days off, and I’m going to use this night well. Hell, if I’m lucky, I might have three days off.” He winked to Big mac, as he gave him the tell.

“Eyup.” Big Mac responded while he headed to the Bar, why not a drink would be nice. He needed to relieve some stress. He leaned over towards the bar counter. With a simple smirk muttered,

“I’d take a Whiskey on the rocks.” The Bartender, some simple looking stallion wearing a tight shirt and some glow sticks, reached over, grabbing a bottle of Jack Daniels and started pouring it into a glass, Ice appearing in the glass. Almost like magic while He would present it over towards the big red Stallion.

Big Mac took a long drink. The burning sensation was running down his throat as he gulped it down. The music continued playing on for a fair bit, as he leaned back. He could dance, though not like this. He could dose do, and spin his partner but how these fellow’s move grinding and moving their bodies was nearly Alien to him.

Big Mac got more comfortable and took sips of his Whiskey. The drink was quite soothing, as he popped his neck. He barely paid attention to his surroundings. A simple figure moved over to him. A white unicorn was slowly swaying towards the earth's Stallion.

The unicorn was female, her breast large and looking firm. Each step seemed to cause them to bounce. Her purple top wrapped around them tightly. She was making them seem more prominent. However, it was clear from the small bumps sticking out that her nipples were nice and hard. Clearly showing she wasn’t wearing a Bra.

She wore a nice pair of short shorts. Such a lovely hips as she moved in closer. But most of all, those legs. If someone just looked over this Mare, they couldn’t help but check her out and mutter a simple, Damn.

You couldn’t see her eyes, as they were covered with sunglasses, but she had a simple, seductive smirk. While moving onwards, her hair bouncing. Short, blue, and fluffy. She had some headphones wrapped around her neck as she walked straight towards Big mac. Leaning against the counter, she raised her hand towards the Bartender. He must’ve known her as the fellow reached over beginning to make a drink.

Big Mac politely raised his glass, a nod towards the Mare as she leaned back. Seeming more comfortable,

“So, Knew here, big guy?” The Mare asked as she looked over towards him. Big Mac nodded in response.

“Eyup.” Big Mac nodded as he listened to the Mare; of course, it was slightly hard, with how loud the music was but with how close she was, he managed.

“Names, Vinyl Scratch, kind of a big deal around these parts. Running the Dj’s.”

“Sounds nice, I’m Big Mac,” Big Mac reached his hand over to shake Vinyl’s hand. It was clear the Mare smirked as she motioned over, shaking his in return. Vinyl smirked some while pulling back.

“Nice to meet you, they aren’t you, Applejacks brother?”

“Eeyup,” Big Mac nodded slightly while taking another great swallow of the Whiskey, causing the drink to be nearly finished. It seemed Vinyl saw this as she motioned over to the Bartender, who seemed to pour another one for the Stallion and herself while they drink.

“Not much of a talker are you dude,” she smirked some looking up and down at him while enjoying her drink. A soft thing as the country stallion nodded,

“Eyup, sometimes easier than anything.” There was a slight chuckle too it remembering how he sometimes got in trouble when he droned on and on for hours.

“Yeah, know that feeling. Most people are like, Just play that funky music white mare.” A slightly smug look on her face, the smirk on her face as she examined Big Macintosh, just watching him over as she scooted in closer,

“So, What's a big red fella like yourself doing in a place like this?”

Big Mac shrugged for a minute, trying to think of a good example; it was a small though as he muttered.

“Friends dragged me over.” He muttered, taking another drink,

“Oh, who’re your friends?” Vinyl asked while taking another long drink, as the Bartender poured her another glass; her white cheeks seemed to get slightly redder as she chuckled more. Big mac Looked around

“I Don’t know, I mean one of em I saw go off his place, But Thunderlane, just kinda vanished. What happened to him?” Big Mac wondered as he thought about what happened to the black Pegasi.

“What do you mean, go to the back of the line!” Thunderlane yelled as he was back to the front; after waiting for so damn long, he was right there looking more pissed

“Ah said, to the back of the line,” the Zebra said the callous feel of his voice. Thunderlane growled in annoyance,

“I did, this is the second time I’ve been up here, and you're telling me to get in the back.”

“Ah, don’t make the rules. Now head to the back.” The Zebra muttered as he held the fine velvet rope. Thunderlane just groaned and his head going down turned over, and started heading to the back of the line. Once again, he grumbled in annoyance.

“I’m sure they’re ok.” Big mac Shrugged off more as he took another fine drink. His eyes slipped over towards the Mare. She was a fine little thing, hell her Honky tonk badonkadonk. Was so fine he could’ve slapped Granny smith. The way it pressed against the bar counter.

Vinyl adjusted her glasses right then, as she looked back over towards Big mac,

“Oh, like what you're seeing?” A chuckle as she took another sip, her Sunglasses tilting down as it revealed a pair of red scarlet eyes.

“I see you’re checking me out there big red,” Vinyl flirted more as she finished off another drink and scooting in closer,

“EEnope.” Big Mac responded, pretending not to know what she was talking about, though Vinyl smirked more. As she examined over him. Her fingers were tapping the glass, as it let off a light him, Though no one could hear it thanks to the music.

“I think you’re lying there, Cowboy, cause A big friend of yours is showing.” She watched down more, Though Big Mac wasn’t sure what she was talking about as he suddenly noticed how her face turned almost a bit redder, and he looked down and cursed under his breath,

Shit, He Thought as he realized that he had an excellent boner that was not hiding anything. Pressed against his pants as he looked down towards it, he tried adjusting himself; that was until the white Mare reached over, pushing his hand away.

“Come on now, Don’t hide that bat. I bet the girls are just Clamming to see something like that.” Vinyl smirked as she patted his back,

“Well, Thank ya’h Ma’am, I appreciate the compliment.” Big Mac muttered as he thought of Sugar Belle, who always freaked out about it when they tried to have sex, Demanding more lube. It was one of the big reasons they had their fight. She was arguing about how it hurt her trying to have sex with him. He resisted a sigh at how that felt.

“Something wrong there, Cowboy?” Vinyl asked as she looked towards him.

“Oh, nothing, just a thought coming to mind there, but I’m good.”

“Oh, right, I can so tell, Though I might have to bounce up to change the song. Gotta earn that paycheck, So wait right here, cowboy.” Vinyl reached slapping him on the back as she vanished off instantly. As the music changed more.

Big Mac had another drink. While figuring, he pays for what he had though the Bartender refused.

“Your drinks were already paid for by the boss; it’s on the house.” Big Mac raised his eyebrow but went with it since it wouldn’t have been such a problem. Soon Soarin walked over two girls in each arm with a chuckle,

“Yo Big Mac, How's it hanging?” He smirked as the Stallion was being caressed by the two girls, who seemed more focused on the Stallion more than anything.

“Oh, Doing well talked to one gal, Though who are your friends.”

Soarin smirked more,

“Oh, this is.. Girls, what were your names again?”

“I’m FUk-U,” the one on the right said, and soon the left smirked responding.

“I’m Fuk-me,” They giggled more while groping Soarin,

“They’re Germaine and twins. We’re going to head back to my place for some fun, so sorry for leaving you, but I’m letting you know you and Thunder might need to call a cab to get back home. I’m going to have a really good time.” Big Mac nodded though he rolled his eyes as Soarin headed off towards the exit. Big Mac grumbled,

“I’m gonna have to find Thunderlane when I get a chance but fuck.” He was in for a rough night, he suspected. Or a hell of a walk.

He stood back more as he ordered another drink. In many ways, the Stallion realized he was in for a long night.

Soarin was heading off the two girls in each hand as he headed out the front door. Thunderlane standing there yet again, making it to the front but frustrated as he was trying to get inside through the Zebra guards, were not having it. They were looking far more frustrated themselves. They were dealing with the black Pegasi.

Thunderlane eventually noticed Soarin heading off as he called out,

“Man, can you talk to these two gets me in. Come on, you know me!”

“Sorry, a man can’t hear you, I’ve got these two dames with me right now!” Soarin muttered as the girls giggled, turning around and waving at him. Soarin face was looking long at this point, as he looked towards the guards,

“Are we fucking doing this shit again!” The Zebra just raised a thump pointing towards the back of the line. Thunderlane just looked ready to deck someone surrender and just ask Soarin for a ride, when he turned over, looking back and saw the car passing him as it drove off.

“Son of a bitch!” Thunderlane screamed in pure frustration as he kicked and stomped the ground, having the worst luck ever!

“I’m gonna try this one more Celestia damn time!” He exclaimed as he was starting to lose his temper and walked off towards the back of the line. He was so ready to give up he swore it. He wasn’t going to deal with this a fifth time.

He stood there at the back of the line, just grunting tapping his foot when he heard a voice,

“Well, hi there, fella?”

Thunderlane looked back, seeing a yellow stallion wearing a brown coat, a Stenson hair with dirty blonde hair. And a red apple lapin in his right pocket.

“Hey, what's up man,”

“Nothing much noticed how you were rejected there,”

“Yeah, this sucks. I was hanging out with a few pals, hoping for some fun, but I just can’t get in this damn place.”

“That’s rough, Buddy, But really why come here. I know a better bar a block or two away, much better here. I’m sure I can get you in.”

“Really? Well, I guess it would be better than waiting out here all damn night.”

“Well, come on, partner, let's go, and bring them dancing shows.” The Stallion laughed as he patted him on the back,

“Sure, by the way. I never got your name, what is it?”

“It’s Braeburn.”

The two would begin heading off, though Braeburn wrapped an arm around Thunderlane’s shoulder. Thunderlane just looked at him rather curiously but ignored it as they headed off to this Bar.

Big Mac sat back with a sigh as he drank away when eventually, Vinyl scratch came right on back, strutting her stuff. Left, left, left right left.

One guy turned and took a peek at her and her badonkadonk. Such a sight as his girl slapped him, but boy, it ain’t his fault. It’s just what her momma gave her.

“So whats up, Cowboy?”

Nothing much. Just found out my ride left me here. He’s getting lucky.” He muttered, somewhat chilled through Vinyl snickered some,

“Wow, what a dick moves. Though hey, guess someone’s getting the D.” she laughed hard, patting his back; Big Mac couldn’t help but crack a smile as he looked towards the white Mare.

“I’ll have to figure out how to get home later today,”

“Nah, I think I can give you a lift, I mean, maybe we could head off now. Since I'm about to end my shift.” She smirked her hand reached over, fingering his right peck, Rolling in an extended circle as she only seemed to get closer. Big Mac gulped some as he looked to her.

“I mean, I could use a ride if you don’t mind, but. I’m with someone, I mean we’re on a break, but…” But before he could finish his sentence, Vinyl reached over standing on her tippy toes,

“I won’t tell if you don’t stud. Besides, no way am I going to let a package like you escape my grasp.” Big Mac shivered. The way her other hand had slipped over, grabbing his bulge, slowly moving down it rubbing, caused his body to grow more aroused. His pants felt tighter,

“I-I suppose.” He muttered as The Mare smirked some, looking towards the Bartender,

“Fill in for the night, make sure Dj P13 takes over, give them a show.”

“Right, boss.”

The Bartender reached over, hitting a button and with it. A fog machine went off, and Vinyl got over grabbing big Mac by the collar. She had found her target, and she was going to have a good time

The fog machine went on surrounding the audience as pink lasers shot into the air with a high pitch voice calling out with a bubbly call.

“You guy’s It’s time To P-A-R-T- Y? Cause We gotta!” The music played with pure chaos in mind.

Big Mac and Vinyl were out the door and off for what might’ve been a good time.

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