Having My Ninja Way with Her
Out of the bush, Rumble could spy his target. She was walking alone on the outskirts of Ponyville, sporting that stupidly cute grin she always had. She had no idea she was being stalked by a creature of shadow, an apex predator. He felt his Cursed Eye aching and had to rub it with a hoof. Nobody knew what malevolent power he kept sealed just to keep Ponyville safe. Were that power ever to be released... He shivered.
"Ninja..." he muttered. He took off the scarf he'd tied around his forehoof.
"Assassin..." He tied it around his forehead.
"Samurai..." He closed his eyes and emptied his mind.
"Cyborg..." He made the secret arcane obscure mudras with his hooves, which looked mostly like he was flailing them around intensely as he lacked fingers. That little detail would not slow him down.
"Android!" He opened his eyes, one of which he was sure glinted murderously red. There was no more Rumble, just Lord Darkshadow, the Shinobi-Ninja-Lord of Hidden Ponyville. He rushed out of his hiding place, flying low to the ground, holding his forehooves to his sides in the only proper way a shinobi should. He prepared to strike!
Rumble landed on the ground, sliding in the perfect three-point superhero shinobi pose as he came to a stop, accompanied by a cloud of dust and, he was quite certain, a lone flute.
"YEOWCH!" Scootaloo shrieked, holding a hoof to her stinging rump. "Again, you creep?!"
Rumble wingbeat a hasty retreat from the crime scene, his heart pounding madly from adrenaline, only remotely noticing the multi-colored blur on the edge of his vision. It was probably his Cursed Eye of Darkness fighting his willpower again! He soared high above the little town, cutting the air with his wings, gaining altitude and looking for a suitable cloud to perch on and have a breather. And then a shadow appeared on him. He turned to look up, but couldn't really see anything against the sun, before ha was bodily grabbed from above. Rumble's breath was knocked out and he felt two strong hooves grab him around his waist.
"Gotcha!" somepony shouted. Both of them smashed through two misty clouds before finally crashing into one more sizable.
Rumble was left coughing and gasping for air. Through his blurry vision he could make out a rainbow mane and a pair of very angry red eyes. He tried to crawl to the edge of the cloud to escape, but immediately felt himself get pulled back from his tail and his face pushed against the cloud, a strong hoof on his back pinning him down.
"Lemme go!" was all he could spit out with a mouth full of cloudstuff.
"Seriously, Rumble?" Rainbow Dash growled. "Hitting and bullying fillies?"
That took him back a bit. "H-how could you tell it was me?"
"Are you for real, kid? You think wearing a pink scarf on your head would cover up who you are?"
"I couldn't find a black one!"
""It's even got red hearts on it. If you want to be more stealthy, maybe wear a more covering outfit? Really hard to miss that mark of yours."
Rumble put a hoof on his flank. It was indeed his pride and joy, the large, angry thundercloud he'd gotten the first time he'd wrangled one. He felt the pressure on his back lift and he was able to sit up, through he soon regret it as he came face to face with a very angry mare.
"Scootaloo tells me you've been assaulting her all week. Have you gone mental? You're lucky she hasn't told the guards!"
The thought had never even occurred to Rumble. His mouth fell open and he couldn't anwer.
"Well I'll show what happens to ponies who bully my little sister!" Rainbow Dash moved threateningly towards him.
"S-stop it! I know ninjutstu!" Rumble shouted and lifted his hooves up menacingly.
It turned out Rainbow Dash was fast, strong and well-trained, whereas Rumble was a gangly teenager who was used to flying everywhere. It wasn't even a contest. He was soon over Rainbow Dash's lap.
"Hey!" Rumble shouted. He felt his tail get pinned down against his back, making him realize what was going to happen just a few moments before the first smack landed on his rump. Several more followed as Rumble felt the sting of a very strong and stern hoof smacking his behind. At first he was so stunned at what was going on, in disbelief that he was actually getting spanked, that he didn't even try to struggle. That soon changed as the pain mounted on his rear. It had been years since he'd had his butt smacked, and never as hard as this. He tried to squirm and kick, but despite being almost as tall as Rainbow Dash, the difference in strength was immeasurable. Again and again the hoof landed, making his Cursed Eye burn with tears and his face with shame.
"Agh! Lemme go! You can't do this!" he shouted, but it sounded more like a desperate plea. The smacks kept coming, rocking him back and forth over Rainbow Dash's lap. And to his horror there was something else as well. As he kept rubbing against her thighs, he felt his dick grow out of its sheath and push against her thigh. After a few smacks more landed, there came a pause, but it was clear more were coming.
Rumble felt Rainbow Dash's legs spread open and a hoof pushed between the two ponies and grabbed his stiff shaft.
"Dude, you can't be serious," she said. With no further comment. he was violently pushed further over her lap so his rump was aimed straight upwards and his shaft was unceremoniously tugged down before her legs clamped back together, trapping his member. The hoof returned back onto his back to keep him from escaping. As his face was driven deeper into the cloud, he barely had enough time to register that his privates had just been touched by a mare for the first time before a new barrage of smacks landed on his throbbing rear, making him forget anything else.
Rainbow Dash didn't let up, only apparently gaining more steam as the spanking went on. Rumble's rear was on fire, far surpassing anything that he'd suffered over his big brother's lap as a colt. He wasn't even sure that she wasn't using some sort of paddle at this point as every smack felt harder and harder. Rumble felt hot tears stream down his cheeks. He was close to sobbing, but had also started feeling a pressure building between his legs as he rocked back and forth from the smacks. Through the pain he realized something was happening and the realization dawned on him.
"Stop! You gotta stop! Please you gotta s—"
"Shut up and take it like a stallion. Nobody messes with my little sis and gets away with it!"
The pressure was building, and Rumble tried to desperately squirm free, but he was pinned down both from above and below.
"No you don't understand! I'm about to... aaahhh!"
It was too late. He felt his abdomen tighten and a flood of pleasure washed over the pain of the punishment. He pumped loads after load of his sticky seed out as he gasped for air.
A few more smacks landed before there was a sudden pause. Her legs spread open again and a hoof wiggled between the two ponies and probed around between her legs. And then Rumble was roughly pushed away from her lap and onto the cloud. He sat up, wincing slightly at the pain but also feeling nice and cool thanks to the moist cloud. The sight in front of him was enthralling.
Rainbow Dash sat on the cloud in front of the teenaged colt, her legs spread open, clearly showing her private parts. Her inner thighs were covered in his sticky semen. He'd apparently shot out a huge wad. She was apparently somewhere between rage and disbelief.
"You gotta be shitting me!" she growled.
Rumble was close to panicking. "I couldn't help it!"
Rainbow Dash tried to scrape some of the spunk off of her coat, but only succeeded in getting her forehoof sticky as well.
"Here. Use this!" Rumble quickly pulled off his scarf and gave it to Rainbow Dash.
Without a word, she snatched the scarf and started wiping off her thighs, finally managing to get most of it off before hoofing the scarf back. Rumble tried to roll it up the best he could and deposited it under his wing. Sure, he wouldn't be able to fly without it falling off, but that was besides the point. He just hoped his juices wouldn't squirt out and make his feathers all sticky.
Rainbow Dash took a deep breath and shook his head. "I guess that was bound to happen. I mean you're growing up and got your mark so I shouldn't be surprised you'd be horny as buck."
Hearing a grown mare say something like that made Rumble's member twitch slightly.
Rainbow Dash's expression softened a bit. Instead of tranquil fury she looked, at least to Rumble, tired. "Anyways. I don't get it. ´Lane always talks about you and tells me how great a brother you are. Like, I can't get him to shut up about you. And the ponies in the weather team have told me how good you are with storm clouds and what a cool kid you are. So why would you do something stupid like that to Scootaloo?"
Rumble felt his face burning hot and his chest hurt. The spanking had been bad, but this felt a hundred times worse. And what if she told his brother? What if she got him fired from the weather team? "I... I don't know! I wasn't thinking!"
"Was it worth it?"
"No! I'm never gonna do something like that again. I promise!"
Rainbow Dash looked straight into his eyes, and he had to look away. "But why Scootaloo? Or have you been doing this to other ponies too?"
"No! It's just been... Scootaloo." he almost whispered the last word.
There was a long ponderous silence. "Are you into her?" Rainbow Dash asked.
"W-w-w-what?" Rumble stammered, his face burning red.
"Do you. Have a crush. On Scootaloo?" she said, emphasizing every word.
"I... uhm..." Rumble couldn't form words, but his member twitched several times and he felt it growing stiffer. He tried to hide it between his forehooves.
"Hooves to your sides!" Rainbow Dash commanded. It wasn't a shout, but it was said in a tone that every single rookie in Wonderbolts would obey instantly.
As did Rumble. He quickly moved his hooves to his side, revealing his member standing at attention.
Rainbow Dash sat right in front of him. He still couldn't meet her gaze, nor could he look down at his insolent dick, so he was left trying to look over his shoulder. He felt a hoof take a hold of his erection. His gaze shot back to Rainbow Dash, who was still looking him straight in the eyes while moving her hoof up and down, masturbating him.
"I asked you a very clear question. Have you been smacking Scootaloo's butt because you got a crush on her like some stupid colt at a playground?"
Rumble's face was inventing new shades of red to keep up with how absolutely mortified he was. He couldn't believe what was happening. He tried to form words, but both the embarrasment and the waves of pleasure radiating from his groin were making it impossible.
"Do you think about her when you go to bed? Do you do things like this..." she gave his member a few rapid pumps before returning to a more steady rhythm. "...to yourself when you think about her?"
Rumble gasped, his eyes closing halfway. Nopony else had ever done something like this to him and he'd never thought another pony could make him feel so good. Except maybe...
"Have you thought about kissing her? Or do you just want to skip all that romance and just mount her? Just stuff your dick inside her?"
That sounded wrong to Rumble. "No, I... I wouldn't..." he half-muttered, half-moaned.
"Then what is it?" Rainbow Dash asked.
Rumble had shot a load all over Rainbow Dash's lap just a few minutes ago, but he could feel that same pressure building up. He felt his butthole clenchs and shivers run over his hooves. "I..."
"Tell me!"
He was so close now. If she kept going, there wouldn't be no stopping what was about to happen.
"I..."
"Spit it out!"
"I have a crush on Scootaloo!" Rumble shouted as the pressure released from his groin and he came, even more violently than before. He moaned as his head shot back and his vision was filled with the bright blue of the sky as he squirted load after load out. Finally the best orgasm in his life passed and he was left panting with his his tongue lolling out of his mouth.
"There we go," Rainbow Dash said.
After a moment, Rumble was able to lift his head up and look at Rainbow Dash again. Her expression was that of smug satisfaction. He looked down. Between her legs, Rainbow Dash's hoof was still gently stroking his receding shaft. "Did I... did I get any on you?" he asked. He immediately kicked himself mentally.
"A lot. But I know how to block." Rainbwo Dash moved her free hoof over his tip to show how she'd covered it during his orgasm. "Not my first rodeo, kid." There was a short pause. "Though I guess I can't call you that any more."
"Are you... are you gonna tell Scootaloo what I said?" Rumble asked.
"Nope. You are." She got up from the cloud and swiftly snatched Rumble up from the cloud before he could even realize what was going on and they were airborne. "You made her really angry at you, so now you're going to go apologize to her."
"What, right NOW?!" Rumble shouted over the wind. The mere thought cleared her mind far better than the rushing cold air. "Nonononono I can't do it! Not like this!"
"Tough luck."
All too soon they were back around the area where his sneak attack had taken place, and it didn't take long for them to find Scootaloo sitting on a hillside overlooking the late afternoon sun. She waved at them, but her hoof froze in midair as she noticed the pony Rainbow Dash was carrying.
"What's that creep doing here?!" she shouted as they landed nearby.
Rainbow Dash leaned against his ear before Scootaloo got close enough to hear them. "She's really pissed off at you, and doubly so because I promised to show her a new trick I'm practicing. And if you even think of running away, I'll find you and give you more of what you got, and I'm not talking about another hoofjob, got it?" She lifted her head and looked at the approaching filly. "Sorry, squirt, but dealing with this nuisance took me longer than I thought, so I'll show you that trick some other day. I gotta head back to work."
Scootaloo's face fell in disappointment. Then she looked at Rumble with fury in her eyes. "Okay, I guess," she said. Her eyes never left Rumble's, and he swallowed.
"You two play nice, okay? See ya!" Rainbow Dash kicked off and shot into the sky.
As the rainbow-coloursed streak vanished into the horizon, Rumble could practically feel the anger radiating from the gangly but oh-so-cute filly next to her.
And she blew up. "Why'd you have to ruin everything, you creep?! It's not enough for you to smack me on my rump all the time but now you messed up my plans with Dash as well? Do you have any idea how little time we have to spend with each other because she's always on tour?!" With every word Scootaloo walked closer like an approaching thunderhead and Rumble was forced to backpedal or get crushed.
"I'm, uhh, sorry?" he said weakly.
"Sorry?!" Scootaloo shouted. "SORRY?!" She poked him in the chest with a hoof. "I should whup your butt for everything you've done!"
Rumble looked down. "You're too late for that."
"Huh?"
"Rainbow Dash kinda took care of that part already," he said. He turned around and lifted his tail.
"Wait, what? She really..." Scootaloo couldn't continue as she saw Rumble's backside.
"I mean, I had it coming. I know that. And I'm really sorry for being such a jerk," Rumble's voice quivered as he talked. He hadn't even thought about how much of an asshole he'd been, caught up in his imagination and fantasies, but now that he actually said it out loud, he felt every word.
"But... how?" Scootaloo asked in confusion.
"Well, after I, umm, smacked your butt, she grabbed me from the air, landed on a cloud and put me over her lap and smacked my butt. Like, a lot."
"Did it hurt?"
Rumble wanted to say something sassy, but for once realized now wasn't the time. "Pretty bad, yeah."
There was a short pause. "You cry?"
Rumble was lucky that Scootaloo was still standing behind him. That was something a stallion should never admit. "I mean, she's really strong. So, I guess I did."
"Well it... it serves you right!" Scootaloo said, but her voice was tinged with uncertainty. There was a short pause before she continued. "Can I touch?"
"Okay."
He felt her move his tail to the side before a gentle hoof started moving his skin, lightly enough to be almost imperceptible. As he didn't move, she slowly got a bit less careful and started going over his rear end, tracing the area in the middle of his buttocks and upper thighs where most of the hits had landed. It sent a shiver up his spine, his crush touching his backside like that. Sure, everypony could see each other's backsides all day long, but touching was a completely different hoofball game.
"She really did a number on you," she said.
Rumble swallowed. "I mean me smacking your butt must have hurt too."
"Mine and everypony elses," Scootaloo said sternly.
Rumble turned around, looking down at his whiskers. "I haven't done it to anypony else."
Scootaloo looked at him curiously. "You only did it to... me?"
"Well, you see, umm... yeah. I guess."
"I thought you went around town doing it to all fillies because you were a creepy perv or something."
Rumble winced like he'd been smacked on the face.
"I didn't know what else to do. I wanted to get closer to you, I mean, I didn't know what to do and but I, and then I, and you see I... argh."
As Rumble couldn't bring himself to look up, noticed that Scootaloo's hooves were trembling a bit. She was just that angry at him, he thought. He forced himself to look up and noticed how Scootaloo looked back at him with one eyebrow raised in confusion, yet there were clearly red tinges on her cheeks.
Rumble cleared his throat. "I know you probably hate me and you should hate me because I've been a jerk and you probably never want to speak to me again and it's okay."
"I don't... I don't hate you," Scootaloo said.
"You don't?" Rumble whispered.
"Mmh."
"It's just that... if you didn't like me I'd totally understand."
Scootaloo looked away from him. Her cheeks were glowing red and she was fidgeting with her forehooves.
Gosh she was pretty, Rumble thought. "Because I really like you." There. He'd said it. Now he could die. He was about to die. Right here. Right now. It was all over. He should have just run away and let Rainbow Dash—
"I like you too, you stupid jerk."
As Rumble looked up, he saw the happiest smiling face he'd ever. "You... do?"
Scootaloo walked close to him and nuzzled his cheek with her own. "You're still a jerk, though."
They kept nuzzling each other for a moment, before Scootaloo backed away. She walked a few steps away and sat down on the gently sloping hill. She patted the ground next to herself, and Rumble quickly sat next to her. The sat there quietly for a moment before Scootaloo scooted a bit closer so their flanks touched. She turned to him and grinned.
Rumble's heart was about to explode. "I promise I'll try to be less of a jerk. I mean I'll totally not be a jerk at all. I mean I don't want to get into trouble with Rainbow Dash again."
"You'd better. Your butt is way too cute to get whupped like that." Scootaloo giggled, and it was the best sound in the world for Rumble.
"Nu-uh. Your butt is way cuter. That's why I, umm..."
Scootaloo pushed him back a bit. "Seriously? That's why you smacked me?"
"I mean, when you say it like that it really sounds stupid..." Rumble sighed.
They sat there in silence for a while, basking in the warm sun and the cool breeze. Rumble fidgeted with his forehooves, not sure what to do.
"So you really think my butt is cute?" Scootaloo asked.
Rumble was taken aback. "How couldn't I?"
"Well you're the first pony to ever say that."
"It's the best in Ponyville! You exercise a lot and it looks nice and I know it's really firm!"
"I do exercise my hindquarters a lot." Scootaloo giggled. "You still sound really creepy."
"Well how do you think I felt, having to sit right behind you in class for years, watching your butt wiggle in the chair."
"Yeah, those seats were awful. I always felt like my butt was going numb."
"Well I really liked to watch you wiggle it from side to side."
"You did, did you?" Scootaloo nuzzled her cheek again. "Does that mean you've had a crush on me since school?"
Rumble nuzzled her back. "I don't even remember how long."
"So even before the Cutie Mark Camp?"
Rumble swallowed. "Not my proudest moment."
Scootaloo leaned back and straightened her legs. "Well you got a totally amazing Mark so I guess it worked out in the end."
Rumble leaned back as well. "I can't believe I was so worried about it back then. I love it and I didn't even end up getting one in flying."
"Told ya."
They looked at each other and smiled, getting lost in each other's eyes. They leaned forward until their foreheads touched.
"So you really think my butt is cute?" Scootaloo asked again.
"Yeah."
"Well just for today, it's all yours," she whispered in his ear.
Before Rumble could process what was happening, Scootaloo had leaned forward and crawled onto his lap, just like how he'd been on Rainbow Dash's lap before.
"Wait, what? What am I supposed to do?" Rumble asked.
"I dunno." She wiggled her rump from side to side. "Whatever you want. I'm just not too good at just sitting around. I wanna do something!"
Rumble's heart had skipped several beats and was now racing to catch up. Here was her dreamfilly, on his lap. He put his hooves down gently, one between Scootaloo's wings and one on her rump. He rolled his hoof gently over the soft coat on her rump and got a small, pleasant "mmmh" as thanks. He kept going, adding a bit more force, silently thanking Celestia for being born. Her butt was exactly as he'd imagine and smacked those few times, but getting to take her time was intoxicating.
"You can give it a smack. I know you want to," Scootaloo said.
Rumble's hooves froze. "Are you sure?"
Scootaloo turned to her side and looked up at him. "I don't break easy. If you wanna be my coltfriend you need to stop treating me like some pretty flower."
Rumble swallowed hard. "Colt... friend?"
Scootaloo quickly looked away. "Shut up."
Rumble was about to answer, but instead he gave a short, sharp smack on her rump, watching it wiggle from the impact. Scootaloo let out another little moan. Rumble added Luna and every other Princess he could think of to that list.
He kept massaging Scootaloo's butt, giving it slight smacks now and then, just enjoying the contact and the noises Scootaloo made, until she interrupted him. "You're poking me," she said.
Rumble became keenly aware of his shaft pushing up against Scootaloo's belly. He'd grown rock hard from everything that was going on. "Sorry," he muttered. He pushed a hoof down to his shaft and managed to pull it up against his own stomach so it was sandwitched beteen the two. "Better?"
Scootaloo sniggered "I didn't mind it before. I just thought it was funny."
Rumble gave her a more resonding smack as thanks and she moaned. "Maybe I should give you a proper spanking?"
Scootaloo giggled even harder. "Like the one you got from Rainbow Dash?"
Runble gave her another stern smack.
"Ouch!" Scootaloo said, still laughing. "I hope you don't. She spanks really hard."
Rumble stopped for a moment. "Wait, has she spanked you too?"
"A few times," Scootaloo said casually. "Not for a while and I always deserved them. But she really does smack hard."
"Yeah, she does."
"She kinda takes being my adopted big sis seriously."
"I noticed. She was real scary when she thought I'd been bullying you."
"And that's why your cute butt is all red and sore now. Jerk."
Rumble giggled and smacked her a few more times. Not hard, but enough to make her squirm a bit, before returning to massaging her. He added some tugs on her tail, some tickling around her mark, making her wiggle more and more while laughing more and more freely, her belly bouncing her up and down as well. Rumble's only thought remaining was that he hoped that the moment would never end. The more he smacked, rubbed, tickled and did anything he wanted, the more Scootaloo seemed to be into it. He hadn't even noticed how much he'd been laughing before he found himself running out of breath. His heart was pounding, his ears were ringing and he felt both giddy and dizzy. So it was no wonder that in his euphoria he failed to notice how much she was rubbing against his member before the first spurt hit him square in the chin.
"Aaaahhhaahhh! Hahahaaahaaahaaaa!" He moaned and laughed at the same time, emptying his load all over his own chest and on Scootaloo's side and back. He was left panting, only slowly coming to his senses as he slowly fell on his back against the hillside. He felt the warmth of a beautiful filly leaving his lap and the breeze cooling the sticky mess he'd made.
"Uggh. You didn't just do that!" Scootaloo said.
That somewhat returned Rumble back to the his senses. Had he utterly messed everything up? Well, technically, the mess was everywhere, but had he absolutely bucked everything up again? He shook his head to clear the last of the dizziness away.
"Did you get any one me?" Scootaloo was craning her neck to look at her side. "Of course you did." She turned to look at Rumble. "Of course you did."
"I couldn't help it! I mean I didn't even—"
"You didn't even let me watch! Jerk."
"Whahuh?"
Scootaloo sat down. "I should have guessed you'd explode like that. Guess you colts are all alike."
Rumble was utterly confused at how Scootaloo was reacting. Wasn't she supposed to be furious at messing up her coat? "You've seen it before?"
Scootaloo sat in front of him, though because of the slope her head was at about the same height as Rumble's chest. He became keenly aware that she was looking straight at his crotch. "Cum? Yeah." She probably noticed his expression, as she quickly added. "Bloom and Taps were fooling around and I ended up in the splash zone." She grinned a bit. "Back then I got some on me and thought it was poisonous or something. Can you imagine?"
Rumble had no idea how to answer, so he let out a complicated "Hrngh?"
"Yeah. Obviously I know better now. I even know it's..." She wiped a large dollop of the mess on Rumble's still-quivering shaft with a hoof and licked it off. "...safe to eat." She made sure to roll it around her mouth before swallowing it before grinning. "Slimy, salty, kinda nice."
That had to be the sexiest thing Rumble had ever seen, though that list seemed to be updated once a minute that afternoon. "I thought you'd be angry."
"About getting your spunk on me? A bit I guess." Her eyes narrowed. "I'm more peeved that I didn't get to watch." She gave her best stare at Rumble before her expression quickly melted into a happy smile. "Just means you'll have to show me properly now!"
Rumble's mind was racing to catch up before crashing into a tree. Probably. "Wait, right now?"
Scootaloo leaned forward so she was inches from the tip of his member. "Do it already!"
"You know there's this thing called reflection period." He remembered how Button Mash explained things. "It's kinda on cooldown."
"Ohh!" Scootaloo said. "Yeah, Bloom told me about it. She said Taps gets 'numbfounded' after he cums."
"So Taps and Apple Bloom are really getting it on?"
Scootaloo nodded. "For a month or so. Started with him peeping on us in the forest. Why do you guys have to be such pervy creeps and not just say outright that you like somepony?"
Rumble felt a pang of conscience at that. "It's really hard to just come out and say something like that!"
"I know! I wanted to tell you too! I mean Taps told us that you mhrbrm." Scootaloo physically shoved her forehoof into her mouth and quickly looked away.
Rumble felt a cold shiver run his back. "Oh no, he didn't. Tell me he didn't!"
"Sorry," Scootaloo said after removing her hoof. "You think I didn't want to tell you how I felt? I've wanted to tell you for ages and even though I knew you had a crush on me I couldn't! And then you started doing that jerk thing with the smacks."
"I can't believe he'd snitch on me! I thought we were bros!" Rumble felt legitimate anger well inside his chest. "I'll get a huge stormcloud and empty it all over him. I'm absolutely gonna lightning bolt him."
He felt a tug on his shaft. "Before or after you show your new fillyfriend how much you can cum?"
Rumble's anger was gone faster than Rainbow Dash could change stallions. "You really want me to jerk off? Right here? Right now?"
Scootaloo gave his shaft a few clumsy tugs, which still felt amazing to Rumble. "I gotta see if it works properly if I'm gonna let you stick it inside me."
Rumble felt his heart skip a beat and his shaft grow rock hard.
Apparently Scootaloo felt it in her hoof as well. "Woah. I didn't know you could do that!" She stopped masturbating him, just holding onto his throbbing member. "I can feel your pulse."
Rumble quickly took a grip on his dick. This was so happening, and he didn't care if the whole Ponyville was watching right now. It was still sticky and slimy from his last shot, but right now he was sure that he could probably cum ten times in a row without going soft. He started pumping his shaft at a moderate pace, but seeing Scootaloo stare intently at his tip from barely an inch made it impossible to not accelerate. He ended up jerking off as fast as he could, occasionally bumping his member against Scootaloo's chin and her lolling tongue. He could see her rubbing rapidly between her own legs as well and could smell the air was full of an intoxicating aroma he could immediately place as the same one wafting from his brother's room when CC and Flitter were over. That revelation was pushed aside as he felt himself closing rapidly on the point of no return. "I'm about to..."
"Buck it, I gotta try this!" Scootaloo quickly leaned forward and stuffed his shaft into her mouth as far as it would go. Any mare with any experience could have told her what a rookie mistake that was.
"No, wait!" Rumble shouted, but it was too late. Her eyes went wide as Rumble's flare filled her mouth and wrenched her jaw open as far as it would go. Her expression grew slightly panicked as Rumble felt his firework show starting. He shot his first load of cum straight into the bewildered Scootaloo's throat. She did her best to swallow, but the second and third shot came mercilessly, filling her cheeks enough to make them bulge. As he fell on his back, his hips thrust upwards over and over and he kept unloading, Scootaloo's mouth was at capacity and the sticky mess burst from the sides of her mouth and all over Rumble. She still kept trying to swallow desperately, but most of the flood still ended up coming out the wrong way. When he was finally done after the best orgasm of his life, he tried to pull his tip out, but it was still solidly stuck inside. Scootaloo was now coughing and her eyes were watering. She was trying to pull her head back, but only managed to give Rumble some pleasurable aftercare instead. Finally she gripped his meat with both hooves and violently jerked her back, finally pulling herself free with a loud pop and a spray of cum. It also sent a nasty jolt of pain through Rumble's tip as her teeth scratched his skin, which was only amplified with his post-coital tenderness. Meanwhile Scootaloo was panting for breath and coughing up his spunk.
"You okay?" Rumble asked.
Scootaloo waved a forehoof at him, implying that she'd survive. She did still keep coughing and heaving. After a while she got her breath back and fell on her back next to Rumble. "Let's not do that again anytime soon," she said mildy sulkily.
"Sorry. I tried to warn you."
Scootaloo grumbled something wordless before adding "I heard it gets bigger but not that much." She rolled onto her side. "I thought I could swallow it all but you just kept going."
Rumble gave a proud tug on his semi-hard member. He winced slightly as his hoof moved over it, realizing just how much he'd chafed over the day, nevermind the damage Scootaloo's teeth had done. He let his hoof go limp. It was a price he'd happily pay, though he knew from experience that the next time he took a shower or a bath he'd really regret it. He felt Scootaloo's hoof stroke his chest.
"You're all sticky," she said. And then burst out laughing. It was an innocent, silly, hearty laugh.
"i don't get it."
Scootaloo sniggered a bit more. "I just realized that we skipped all the huggy kissy parts and went straight for a blowjob."
The realization hit Rumble as well. "We kinda did." He'd fantasized about romantic strolls, holding hooves, tender moments and small kisses in secret.
"Eh, not really my thing anyways," Scootaloo said. She blushed a bit, but covered it up with a toothy grin. "I mean, maybe a little bit."
Rumble looked at the clear blue sky. He felt slightly drowzy and warm, but above all, content and happy. "I've never kissed a filly," he said dreamily.
"Well I've never kissed a colt."
There was a short pause, before Scootaloo quickly rolled over Rumble, leaving them lying belly to belly
"Don't you care I'm all sticky and gross?" Rumble asked.
"This is nothing compared to pine sap," Scootaloo said. "Now shut up and kiss me before I change my mind."
Rumble closed his eyes and immediately felt Scootaloo dive in. Their teeth clanked together a bit painfully, but he ignored it. His senses were overwhelmed with the warmth of her body against his, her wet lips, her sloppy tongue movements, the weird salty taste he realized was his own cum. He circled his hooves around Scootaloo's neck and pulled back as much as he could, their tongues having no idea what to do just like the rest of their bodies. All they felt was the desperate need for more and more, each of them moaning into the other's mouth as they kept kissing until finally Scootaloo had to lean back for breath. As he opened his eyes, there, against the bright blue sky, Rumble saw the most beautiful filly in the world. "I like you so much," he said.
"Me too," Scootaloo said. She sat back and pulled Rumble up, ending up in his lap. They shared another slappy kiss while their hooves traveled around each other's sticky bodies. He ended up holding her flanks around her marks as they finally separated for air. He felt himself rock hard against her dripping wet entrance.
"I want you inside me so bucking much right now," Scootaloo said. They both went for his dick at the same time, both trying to hornily cram it inside her slit until mostly by accident, it slipped in. They both moaned in unison. Rumble wasn't even completely inside, but he could already feel her tight walls squeeze him like they were never going to let go. He thrust deeper, and from there on it was just a mess of horny bouncing, unsynchronized thrusting, desperate re-insertions, sloppy kisses, tangled hooves, loud moans and wet squirts until he finally flared deep inside and pumped her full of seed in the best orgasm of his life. After cumming harder than ever before, he fell back, out of breath and almost out of his mind. She lie on his chest, panting and wheezing, having given her all. They remained there for a while, just basking in the afterglow of their first time. He slowly felt his shaft pop out of her, adding yet another load of messy juices over his lap. He was utterly spent, having given of himself five times in what felt like an eternity but was closer to the an hour tops.
After the longest time, Scootaloo rolled off of him and stood up, shaking the loose grass and leaves from her mane. "Ugh. i guess I need to go get some afterbuck tea." She gave a few futile wipes of her belly before giving up. "You think anyone will notice what we did if I go through town?"
Rumble gave her one quick glance before leaning back and closing his eyes again. "Only from a mile away."
"Buck. Walk of shame it is," she said. It wasn't unheard of disheveled looking mares walking down the streets of ponyville on their way to the local clinic, but they always ended up as hot topics for gossip. Especially the various desperate ways they tried to hide or camouflage themselves. "Maybe I'll go see if Zecora has any."
Rumble also sat up and saw her start walking off. "So, uhh..."
"I'll come over to your place tomorrow. Get some snacks and a lot of juice."
Rumble was left staring at the best butt in Ponyville sway from side to side underneath a sticky purple tail. He sighed contently before getting upp and starting his own walk home through the back streets.
Rumble tried to sneak into their house, but ended up knocking a broom over and alerting his brother.
"Dinner's ready soon!" Thunderlane yelled from the kitchen. "What did the doc tell you about your eye infection?"
"Something came up," Rumble answered sheepishly and braced for what was coming.
Thunderlane peeked his head out the kitchen door, saw his disheveled brother, took one whiff of air and grinned from ear to ear. "Who's the lucky filly?" he asked.
Rumble blushed a bit, but felt his chest fill up with pride. "Scootaloo."
"Way to go, bro!" he walked up to him and they exchanged a hoof clap.
"I need a shower," Rumble said wearily.
"A long one. Did you leave any grass outside?" Thunderlane asked while picking a leaf from Rumble's mane.
Rumble swatted the hoof away and stuck out his tongue as he sauntered past his brother.
"Hold on, what's up with your butt? Was she that rough on you?"
Rumble had completely forgotten how red his rear probably was. "Oh, that wasn't her. That was Rainbow Dash."
"Wait, both Scootaloo and Dash?"
Rumble just looked over his shoulder and grinned. His brother didn't need to know everything.
He felt Thunderlane's hoof tousle his mane. "My bro's become a real stud."
Rumble's heart was about to explode from pride. "So, uhh, about tomorrow..."
"I gotcha. The house is all yours. I'll go over to Flitter and CC's."
"And you're calling me a stud."
Thunderlane barked a laugh. "Now go wash up. You reek."
"YEOWCH!"
"I got some lotion for that!"
Author's Note
Felt like writing. Fic took about 4 hours to write, 1 hour to proof/edit and a week to tempt Blue Pineapple with pizza to make the cover image.
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