Chapters The last class of the day… the day would finally be over, and Julio, a drummer, was in the middle of an engaging conversation with several of his band friends. Among them was Lucas, a trombonist, “Cricket”, a trumpeter, Zoe, a clarinet player, Johanna, a flutist, Jennifer, the quads player, Ashley, another drummer, Lexi, a saxophonist, Russell and Elisabeth, two bass drummers, Garrett, another drummer, Nomi and Beni, the two baritone players, “Takanshi”, the two-tom player, and “Pee-Wee”, the tuba captain. And of course, several others would come and go quite often.
“So, did you guys hear what Jacob did last night at Russell’s place?” Jennifer started off.
“Knocked over my ma’s table? Yep,” Russell replied, staring at his phone.
Pee-Wee started. “I remember when Cricket lost her mouthpiece and literally tore up the band room looking for it,” he reminisced, “putting the chairs against the walls and everything. She spent the better part of half an hour looking for that sucker.”
Zoe recalled a memory from her freshman year. “Well, I remember seeing Julio and Kelly necking in Mr. Flores’ office,” she said, “I was peeking through the window and there they were!” What she was referring to was a romantic fling that Julio had during his freshman year with a then-senior, Kelly.
“Oooooh, and I remember the Wendy’s affair that started it all,” Garrett teased, making Julio blush as he remembered sitting in that secluded corner and Takanshi taking the photo and posting it to Facebook. In fact, he still has the picture.
Ashley gave her two bits. “And I still remember him and Kelly getting caught in the parking lot making out in Kelly’s car. Julio was not too happy about it.”
“He got a stern talking-to from the counselors, but that wasn’t the end of it. Once he got back to the band room, he was ranting and raving like there was no tomorrow,” Lexi added, “he even got so pissed that he destroyed the microwave in the office and peeled the door off and threw it at us. By then, he had it.”
Elisabeth tossed some lines of her own. “You know Rainbow Dash… that Equestrian chick?”
Julio replied. “Yup…”
“She’s been dating Julio.”
“We know it already,” Russell, Elisabeth’s brother, affirmed. “Now chill.”
“Hey, Spencer!” Julio exclaimed upon noticing the bass trombonist’s entrance into the room. Little did he know, Rainbow Dash was right behind him…
“And hello there…” he said upon the rainbow mare’s entry into the room.
Clad in a schoolgirl-type outfit, she walked right up to Julio’s ear and whispered softly, “Hey sweet stuff, could you come with me for just a moment? I have a surprise for you…” with a pronounced delicateness in her voice.
“Ooh, Julio, you better go and see what she wants,” Spencer chided playfully.
“Okay, then,” the drummer replied. He then turned to Rainbow Dash. “Let’s go then,” he declared. Then, in a flash of rainbow, the two were off.
Meanwhile, in the air, Julio was thinking about their last two and a half years together. Looking back, he remembered the first time that he’d met the mare. Freshly exchanged from Equestria with a group of about twenty other ponies, she was as sleek and fine as she could be. The two became friends shortly after. After a month or two, they had a little puppy love develop between the two of them. And then, there was the band hangout at the Dugout that brought the two together. By the time the pair hit junior year, they started to make out. The dinner dates continued, they were watching movies together, going to parties, and just living life to the fullest. By the time senior year came around, Rainbow Dash started showing Julio a pony’s sensitive parts (a pegasus’ wings, a unicorn’s horn, an earth pony’s mane, the hooves, the ears, the belly, you name it), and even had a few steamy make-out sessions over spring break. By then, Julio’s heart started to race as he contemplated what this so-called ‘surprise’ could possibly be.
It could be anything from a special dinner date, a trip somewhere, a secret, even a marriage proposal for all he knew. A marriage proposal? Julio’s eyes watered a bit from the mere thought. In a nutshell, the possibilities were endless.
Julio was snapped out of his thought processes by Rainbow Dash’s preparations to land. She set her hooves down on a rock outcrop. Taking a look around, the senior had next to no idea where he was. There’s the water tank, he thought as he saw the big metal object on the peak above him, …so this might be Water Tank Mountain… Going back to his thoughts for a second, Julio laid back on the grey object by which they landed. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the rainbow mare digging out a good-sized picnic basket out of one of the ditches that were going down the side of the mountain. She set the basket down on the rock and proceeded to empty out its contents.
The first things to emerge from the basket were a towel and a picnic blanket. She laid out the picnic blanket on the rock, shrouding it with its blue-and-white checkerboard design. The towel, red in color, was laid in a roll at the base of the rock.
“Set that down,” Rainbow Dash playfully scolded. She went back to adjusting the layout of the impromptu snack.
And so, everything was set. Julio assumed his place on the rock as his friend removed the plastic wrap around the sandwiches.
“It took me a while to even get it to cooperate with me,” she told him.
Julio replied with, “It’s most likely those hooves.”
“Oh, please, stop!” The rainbow mare lightly flicked the curl in her pal’s hair.
Julio chuckled a bit. Once he turned back, he noticed his mare’s figure tensing up. Shrugging it off as the wind, he directed his attention towards the plate of sandwiches in front of him and picked up a slice. Turkey, provolone, lettuce, and Italian dressing, my favorite! Julio thought intently. He lifted the bread. Toasted, too! How’d she know? Thoughts of as to what the mare’s surprise would be continued to race through his head.
Julio committed the sandwich to his mouth. Joyed with the taste, he blushed feverously at her attentiveness. “This is delicious,” he complimented, the flavor still exciting his tongue. “Not as good as this will be…” he could hear his mare uttering.
Rainbow Dash reached for the bottle. Julio read the label, which indicated the bottle’s contents as a sparkling grape juice. The mare nudged the two glasses to a flat spot on the rock outcrop and poured the juice into them as Julio continued to eat his sandwich. Once done, he reached for the glass closest to him. His mare picked up the other one in her hoof. Sitting on her haunches, she proposed a toast.
“To a lasting friendship,” said Rainbow Dash.
“To a lasting friendship,” Julio affirmed. The two glasses clinked together to make a soft tinkling sound. Right after, the two friends took a sip from their respective glasses.
“I love it,” the boy complimented. “What brand is it?”
To that, the Wonderbolt material-girl replied, “Oh, I just went to the market yesterday. Found it on sale for about four dollars.”
“Four bucks?” Julio responded, surprised. “But this is…” He picked up the bottle and read the label. “…Welch’s! This is quality stuff… it can’t possibly be four bucks!”
“It was on sale, honey bunny,” Rainbow Dash said, using the pet name that she’d gave to him. “I wanted today to be extra special.”
Julio reached out an arm to hug the mare.
“I like to sandwiches, too,” Julio continued. “How’d you know that this was my favorite?”
“Oh, I saw you get something like that at Subway whenever we went there. I just know you liked that kind.”
“Sweetie!” Julio blushed again at her attentiveness.
Rainbow Dash put up an interesting topic. “You weren’t feeling well when I saw you in your sixth period. What happened?”
After a few more minutes, all of the sandwiches were gone. In the same amount of time, the two friends down two more glasses of the juice for each of them. Julio was just starting to put away the empty plate when Rainbow Dash tapped on his shoulder.
“Yeah?”
Back at the rock, Rainbow Dash lied on her back in an alluring pose. “Can you do me a favor?”
“What shall it be, Miss Dash?”
“I want you to give me a hoof massage. If I like it, I might even let you touch my wings and belly…”
It was too good to be true. Rainbow Dash, the self-acclaimed ‘fastest in Equestria’ and not one to back down from a challenge, is offering herself to him. All those sexy dreams are finally coming true now! Julio thought with a sense of triumph. Without a second thought, he took the bait.
Julio promptly grasped either side of one of her toned legs, running his fingers up and down it. After getting a feel for it, he adjusted his position and began to caress the side of one of her haunches, which triggers a teeny gasp to escape her lips. Moving down to the joint, he took both hands and grabbed the bottom of her hock, then began working up and down on the cannon of that leg, pressing his thumbs into the silky smooth flesh as he continued down. The texture was as soft as a velvet bath robe.
Julio heard his crush speaking to him as he transferred his hands to the other leg. “Is that all there is, Julio? Would you please…” she said as she shook her hind legs back and forth, begging the boy to continue.
Julio took one of her front hooves and pressed down into the sole, causing the rainbow mare to shiver in pleasure. “That feels great…”
Taking the hoof into his hands, he depressed his thumbs gently, yet firmly, into the flesh of the sole. Through the wriggles and soft mews of compliance, he worked the delicate hoof, kneading and massaging the thick and supple flesh with an adept skill.
Julio’s hands didn’t linger long as he began running his hands through her rainbow-colored waterfall of a mane. After moving his body on top of hers, he snuck up behind her head and delivered a lick to one of her ears, causing it to twitch. Surprised at the sudden nip, she rolled herself around, pushing him off. She then stretched herself over the face of the rock, stomach side up, and spread her wings to zenith.
“Hey, baby, I want some lovin’. Now play with my wings,” Rainbow Dash asked of him, rubbing her hind leg against him to accentuate the feel.
At that moment, Julio took her into his arms and laid her on the picnic blanket. Still keeping the mare in his lap, he went to town on her neck and back, straightening out any kinks he found. After she was loosened up, he seated himself on the mare’s rump. He took two fingers and rubbed the area between the base joints of her wings, causing her to gasp.
He took the left wing into his hands and began to stimulate the cartilage sandwiched in the middle of it. He eventually expanded his touch so that he was rubbing and stroking up and down the entire wing from base to tip. The idea arose to touch one of her feathers and gauge the reaction. So, without further inclination, he moved his hand over to one of her primary feathers.
Rainbow Dash shrieked in delight at the tug. “Oh my gosh… do my feathers! Do my feathers!” She was urging him to go on.
Not only did he continue, he became more comfortable, allowing him to spread his forearms so he could stroke both wings at once. More blissful sighs and moans emerge from the rainbow mare’s lips. Julio then pressed down on them, eliciting a surprised look from her.
“Do that again, what you just did!”
He pressed down on the wings once more. He was a bit disheartened at their non-existent yield, but he wanted to make his mare crave his touch. So he put his back into making those wings give way.
Julio pushed on her wings again, but with a little more force behind it. Rainbow noticed his struggle to overthrow her wings, so she raised her hindquarters a bit to give him some leverage, putting her tail between her legs so as to not expose herself too early. It seemed that no matter how much he put in, those suckers would not budge.
“Harder! Keep going – keep going!”
Julio put all of the strength he could muster into this push. After that, he incorporated a death-grip of the cartilage into his pressing, and that really did it. She absolutely was in heaven, her gratifying convulsions being enough to make him start moaning, too. After all, she was doing it.
The pair suddenly collapsed into a pile of satisfied pegasus and her quasi-lover. Her eyes half-lidded and face blushing, she took in the afterglow of that moment. It thrilled her to be able to share a deeper connection with him. Her body warmly embraced her friend as he began to stare into space. But she wasn’t done yet.
Suddenly, Rainbow Dash leaped on top of him and gave him a smooch on the lips. Julio immediately blushed. “I love you!”
“Whoops! Sorry about that…”
“It’s alright, sweets,” Julio replied.
It was then that their lips connected again, accompanied this time around by the rainbow mare wrapping her wings around the drummer’s body in an embrace. Julio, in turn, grasped the other body in the same manner.
And so, the two nuzzled this way for a good bit before Rainbow Dash rolled over on top of him, pinning him to the ground in a play-fight. The mare eventually got an idea in the midst of their passionate kissing.
“Wanna go all the way?”
At that moment, Julio was as confused as hell. The mare rephrased what she was trying to get across.
“Do you want to go further?”
He understood now! “By that… do you mean… all the way ?” Julio queried, still befuddled.
“All the way. And I mean it, ” Rainbow Dash said, with determination and confidence in her voice.
“It’s okay, I guess… that is, if you really want,” Julio shakily managed to enunciate.
“Awesome!” Rainbow Dash cheered. As if by impulse, she began to tug off her partner’s athletic shorts before yanking apart the snap buttons on his shirt. Julio immediately went for the towel to cover up his newly-exposed underwear.
“Are you okay, honey?” She asked him.
“I just don’t want people seeing my down-there,” he replies. He then took the two top corners of the towel and tied them in a make-shift knot in an effort to still look decent.
It was then that Rainbow Dash arched her back and lifted her prismatic tail, exposing her hindquarters to him. One could tell that she really was begging to be treated like a queen.
“Ohhh… I haven’t been touched in yeeears… I need this. Pleeeeease!” The rainbow mare begged of Julio, her voice dripping with lust and desperation. Julio thought about what he should do. On one hand, there was the pure, platonic life that he was leading at the moment, and a deeper connection with his soul mate on the other.
“Yoohoo, over here!” Rainbow was now shaking her perfectly toned and shaped derrière in front of his face. Once she was sure that she caught his full and undivided attention, she went in for the kill.
“Put it in, right there!” she cracked. Julio noticed the mare’s soaking wet knickers. He proceeded to form hooks with his thumbs over the garment and then tugged it off. Right then and there, the entirety of Rainbow Dash’s marehood was in the full view of Julio. He heard a slight moan escape from her lips.
“You are one naughty booooy… now show me what you’ve got!” she called out in an irresistible tone of voice.
With that, Julio’s tongue stuck out, and was ready to please. The tongue made first contact with her wet slit, much to the receiver’s joy. To start off, Julio first delivered a moist, tender kiss to the mare’s clitoris, then took his tongue and ran it up the sensitive gap between her gates before sliding it into her warm, inviting love canal and making a few thrusts. The mare groaned in delight. “That feels amazing – keep doing it!” He did as he was told.
The pattern of pecks and pierces eventually gave way to something new. Julio took his thumbs and carefully pushed back the clitoral hood in order to fully uncover Rainbow’s nubile love button.
The boy secured his lips and tongue around it and began to suck on it as if it were a crab leg, causing the mare to shudder with pleasure. “That was a bit rough – can you just lick it?”
The boy was about to go down on her again. “Don’t suck, just lick…”
He did what he was told and gave the love bud a series of delicate licks. “That’s better…”
Rainbow Dash then reached for his boxers, bit on the elastic waistband and pulled them off, tossing it aside. And lo and behold, Julio’s fully-unsheathed erectness stood like a stone wall, mesmerizing her with its exotic appearance. It was then that Rainbow opened her mouth to give him a blowjob. Her lips closed on it with her tongue swirling around the head, sending a ripple of pleasure throughout him.
His lover’s surprisingly exceptional oral skills motivated him to pleasure the mare some more. He paused for a second before placing her pleasure nub between his teeth and squeezing on it, causing her to groan. He could even feel the vibrations from his end.
Taking the manhood out of her mouth, she paused to speak. “That felt nice, do it again,” she asked, “and could you also do my wings while you’re at it?”
Julio carried on, sliding his tongue in and out of her cooch and rubbing up against her swollen love bead. Rainbow Dash continued to apply suction to the meat stick throbbing beneath her. Julio continued to ravish the young mare.
The boy then took his hands and began playing with the tender feathers on her wings, stroking them, caressing them. The mare could be heard blissfully groaning despite the fact that there was an erection in her throat. Upon hearing this, Julio proceeded to separate the individual clumps of feathers, to which her wings stiffened. After giving her wings one final tease…
…he slowly moved his hands down past her stomach and belly, continuing to leave a small trail of stimulating touch in its wake. His lips and her marehood going their separate ways, his hands gave Rainbow’s buttocks a great big squeeze. The mare was interrupted from her little session, raising her head (and releasing Julio’s manhood) in response to the sudden pleasure.
“Ohhhh… my!” The mare exclaimed. “I want you,” she groaned, “…so much!”
Julio’s hands were doing something gentler now, much softer. The mare could feel his thumbs circling her cutie marks, which made her inner goddess leap in happiness. “I can feel it, ” she gasped. By this time, the wetness of her arousal was literally dripping – gushing even – out of her filly parts and trickling down the inside of her thigh.
Her mouth slack, she gaped and hungered for whatever stimulation was to come next. It was then that the boy gave her a firm smack on her posterior, and that was enough to make her go wild.
“I want you so badly…” He licked her pussy once more. “Ohh... oh yes…”
She then arched her spine, raised her hindquarters and presented her backside in quite a provocative manner to him. Little beads of filly juice clung to her. Her tail then shot skyward, her hips swaying, signaling that she was indeed ready to advance to the next level.
“Take me… take me!” she moaned at her lover. Hard as a rock, Julio slowly entered the desperate mare, parting the delicate petals that guided him into her warm, slick core, adding a new depth of pleasure. “Mmmmmm…”
He pulled out, his shaft slicked in a layer of wetness, before sticking it back inside with a smack. Rainbow Dash then popped a question.
“Wait a minute, do you have a condom?”
Julio thought of a response for a second. “Don’t worry – I actually paid attention in biology class. The gametes won’t mix. We’re two different species, remember?”
“Oh, okay then,” she replied. The two then returned to their blissful pleasure. The boy continued to pump his hips back and forth inside the mare, their breaths becoming shallow. The world slowly started slipping away from them. The heat and pressure steadily built inside the two, just begging to be released.
“Ohhh yes…” she lustfully moaned. It was as if Rainbow’s marehood had a mind of its own; for that every time that Julio’s thick, rigid love rod pulled out, it was sucked right back in, seemingly of its own accord. They absolutely loved it.
A new idea then came to mind. Acting on it, he began to press and grind up on her swollen red clit as an accompaniment to the thrusts he made into her. This caused her to moan even louder. “Ahhh! Ohhh yes!”
Throwing their heads back involuntarily, they moaned as his hands found their way into her wings again. The lovemaking was relentless!
Even with all the sensations washing over them, swirling around these two lovers, he began to thrust harder and harder still… “Ohhh! I love you! Yes!” she continued to coo.
“I want it hard, fast – all of it – NOW! Now, I say!” Julio groaned, still able to use his words despite the mounting pleasure. Sweat and sensual musk from their sexual toil and exertion clung to the warm, humid late spring air. Even through that, their passions dragged on.
Julio’s hand gripped the cartilage on her wings, sending her ever closer to the edge. Writhing in ecstasy, she groaned again for her lover. “You ROCK!” This, combined with the attention her lady cave was getting, amplified the tingling feeling in her loins.
Then, without warning, Rainbow’s frame contorted and convulsed a few times, much to the boy’s curiosity. “Are you alright?” he asked.
“Aw, I’m fine - I just had a few contractions, that’s all.”
The mare came through that incident without spoiling the mood. The delightful lovemaking continued, the fruits of their love for each other drenching her thighs and her perfectly toned rear. She began to drool, that liquid flowing out of her mouth, down her chin, and dripped into a small puddle on the face of the rock that she and Julio shared.
They went on with their rut, eyes lulling shut, breaths shallow, jaws slack, just happy to be together in this beautiful, intimate moment. The boy slowed his thrusting a bit to prolong the experience, withdrawing his erection to just the tip before slamming it back inside her.
Julio could feel another round of contractions from her, signaling an oncoming release. However, his main concern was for her pleasure and hers alone. Rainbow looked up to her chivalrous lover, the expression on her face thanking him for filling her… completing her.
With that, the mare wailed in sheer pleasure. She wanted her satisfaction – now was the time.
“I want you to cum in me; I don’t think I can take any more…” As if by command, Julio’s humping intensified; his manhood and her inner goddess worked as one to unify their minds, bodies, hearts, and souls. Suddenly the boy’s biological dick trigger was pulled. The mare’s front hooved were literally lifted from the rock as her lover took her into his arms and seated her on his lap. Her own trigger was pulled as well, and so…
… “Aah! Oh! Ah! Ah! Nhgh!...” she whimpered as her lover prepared to fire his load of potentially life-giving seed into her depths. Julio pushed the tip of his penis against her cervix, shooting what felt like a liter of hot cum directly into her uterus, almost basting her.
“Yes! Ride me like a – AHHHH!!...” she cried out in pure, unadulterated pleasure as she also had her climax. The powerful waves of contractions gripped the cock inside of her, prolonging his ejaculation, milking the boy for all he had.
As their orgasms slacked off, Julio withdrew his wilting penis, allowing the fruits of their love spill onto the rock in a two-tone consistency of her clear and his white spooges. Fainting onto the rock in a delicate embrace, their lips touched with longing. They looked deeply into each other’s eyes, coming down from cloud nine…
Then, all of a sudden, a certain pink mare popped out from behind the bushes nearby. At the top of her lungs, she shouted, “Hey there! What’cha doin’?” She looked at the sight before her. “Ooh, what kind of game are you playing?” she gasped. “Can I play too?”
Well, that’s just great. They were caught in the act.
Rainbow Dash then went through her mental list of assumptions about inter-species romance and spoke to Julio, concernedly… “Please… please tell me you pulled out!”
“What are you talking about?” he retorted.
“Did you pull out or not?” she barked, demanding an answer.
“And why are we even talking about this – “
“Hellooooooo… ? Did you even pay attention in SEX ED?! You’re very fertile right now! I’M very fertile right now! So WHY were you STUPID enough not to use a CONDOM! THAT’S WHY I ASKED!!!”
Julio was just staring at her, distraught.
“I just didn’t want to get pregnant or for me or you to get a disease or something! Arrrgh! DUMBO!” she stopped ranting.
Meanwhile, the drummer boy was stuck between a theoretical rock and a hard place. On one hand, long-repressed memories from his romp with the senior and the night after prom, especially what ensued in the back of that blue Buick that got him in some deep trouble arose from their slumber; on the other hand, he was thinking about what all would happen if all the teachers and counselors found out about his affair turned sour. This was because the Monday after the prom incident, he was strong-armed by his counselors, the principals, a few teachers, and several prominent students at his school (e.g. the student council, honors students, athletes) into signing an agreement obligating that he abstain from alcohol use, drug use, sexual activity during his high school years that would carry with him to college – the release date for the sex portion of the contract would be his wedding day , but no more having anything that could be considered contraband (not that he would do that, but the school meant business). And he was foolish enough to abandon it all for a moment or two of selfish passion. He was already dreading the punishments – detention, suspension, expulsion, or worse.
Aw, horse shit. I am going to get so much bullshit if that other one happens to go ‘blab-a-torium’ over it, or worse, people overhear… he thought to himself. He moaned in pity and collapsed on the ground. If only I turned down her offer from the start, Julio thought again, but we were practically drunk with the sugars in that juice as well as the love that we had for each other… He tried everything to shun the thoughts, but nothing seemed to work.
“Do you want me to take you back to school?” the pink mare asked of him. “No,” he sternly replied. He wasn’t exactly in the best of moods.
Author's Note
First chapter. I hope you liked!
Back at home from school, Julio was still shell-shocked over what all went down that afternoon. Rainbow was trying to calm him down.
“Would you please get that off your mind for just a minute so we can make some plans?” the mare called out concernedly.
“Okay, he sulkily replied, slowly making his way over to the ottoman in the center of the small apartment that they shared in the center of town. He got up onto it with some help from Rainbow – he was too nervous to even think about using his arms.
“… or we could go to your friend’s place and do something with him.”
“You mean Garrett?” Julio tried to clarify.
“Well, yeah. What do you think?”
“I’m not really thinking about going out tonight, honeybun,” he said, “too much went on today. We can just get some pizza for dinner. Besides, it’s your favorite place in town, and considering that it’s just a hop, skip, and a jump away from here, I think we can manage that tonight.”
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
“Tony’s?”
“Aw yeah!” Rainbow Dash said, getting behind the idea. And with that, Julio called up the place and placed the order.
After spending about twenty-five minutes fooling around waiting for their pizza and salad, the all-too familiar jazzy ringtone sounded from Julio’s iPhone. He immediately ran over to the phone and answered it.
“Yo,” he started. “Alright! I’ll be there in a hot minute,” he said before cutting the call.
“Our stuff’s ready, I assume?”
“Yep,” he affirmed, walking to the door to put on his hat and shoes. “I’ll be back…” She could already taste the lettuce in her mouth, making her drool.
Two minutes later, he appeared again at the door, pizza and salad in one hand, his hat in the other, in a suggestive pose.
“Get inside, you smokin’ thing,” she teased, tugging him in with her muzzle.
Setting the whole stack on the counter, Julio opened his pizza box before moving the salad over and opened the box that contained it, laying the dressing and the other stuff that came with it. He opened the fridge to retrieve a bottle of chilled ginger ale, setting it down, and popping the top. They both took a second to admire the spread before them, and proceeded to eat.
It didn’t take long for them to begin conversing again.
“I love this,” Rainbow Dash said.
“Me too,” Julio said back before taking in a cheesestick of his to his mouth. He swallowed it. “Say, is there any place that you’d like to go tomorrow night?” he asked of Dash. “It’ll be three years since we made it official…”
“I was eyeing this place next to the college,” she said, “’Chez Mondo’ or something like that. Can we try it?”
“Of course, my sweet,” Julio loved up on her. “I remember going there when I was just a freshman… Also it’ll be payday at work tomorrow, so we’ll have some money.”
“Great! Ooh, can we go to Brackenridge to shop this weekend? I might want to buy a couple of things for us. And maybe something special for you, ” she added.
“As long as we go to Ruben’s for lunch,” Julio stipulated. “We’ll find the time. My shift doesn’t start until five, so we’ve got plenty of time.”
“I know… you just loooove going to Ruben’s,” Rainbow teased some more. “…going there every Friday after school with your band friends for chit-chat over sandwiches and ginger ale. And hanging out with those drumline chicks… ” she taunted further, rubbing her rump on him for added effect, “hittin’ on you – "
“Alrighty, that’s enough,” Julio stopped her. He got a flashback of him and Kelly getting to really know each other at Wendy’s before the town Christmas parade his freshman year – which kick-started his previous love affair. After he shook it off, they went back to eating their dinner.
***
Going in the general direction of the refrigerator, with their dinner ate and some ginger ale drank, Julio retrieved what was left of the bottle of sparkling grape juice. Rainbow Dash followed right behind him.
“So, you don’t want to let that go to waste, eh?”
“Well, yeah… It’s good stuff.” Julio said.
At the same time, the mare climbed up on the counter, assuming a suggestive position. “Give me that.”
“Okay…” Julio walked over to one of the tall chairs next to it and took a seat. She opened the bottle with her teeth. Flicking the cap aside, she drew the top of the bottle to the boy’s mouth, wherein she tipped the bottle to allow him to receive the liquid.
After that, she drank the last of the juice from the bottle. Once empty, she swiftly bucked the bottle to the rubbish bin, making a satisfactory clunk noise upon entry. “Hey, nice shot!”
“Thanks,” she replied.
Rainbow then pursed her lips and gave Julio a smack. Responding to that, he crawled onto the countertop, rolled himself on top, and gave her a slobbery wet kiss right back. It was clear that he wanted to ravage her.
The two got off and then proceeded to the couches in the living room. She periodically pushed him along, again rubbing her rump against him as encouragement. She also arched her back, swished her tail, and raised her hindquarters time and again to draw him closer…
She flicked on Julio’s jukebox to begin a playlist of slow jams that she’d compiled, again, by herself. Once the music really started, Rainbow took the reins. She pinned Julio down on the couch, to really mean business.
But then it started to take a turn for the steamy. She grabbed him, forcing her body up against his. He could feel Rainbow getting aroused as they began to kiss with fervor. Taking the upper hand, she released their kiss, and then licked in the area between his pecs, making him shiver with desire. She was, in a way, pushing him… testing his limits…
His eager young body melted into the one on top of him as he was kissed again on the lips. She then proceeded to lap at the region beneath his chin before blowing on it gently, causing him to shudder with desire once again.
They could sense their excitement steadily build, with Rainbow’s every delicate touch lighting up Julio’s skin with a passionate fire. Their bodies were trembling with lust and desire, with their voices dripping with anticipation. Guilt, shame, and nervousness went out the door and were replaced with longing, affection, passion, desire, and oh so many more.
With her next caress, he tilted his head back, eyes closing, mouth slack, and groaned. The fires of love for her were roaring, slowly, inexorably inside him. He grinded his hips upward, signaling an urgent need for her – need for her luscious, sumptuous body.
And all of a sudden, it stopped. There they were, human skin against equine fur, as strange as it was, moving slowly, every motion filled with a burning lust… rather, a craving, a hunger for each other. Their breathing grew increasingly heavy by the second as the two rolled over so that the drummer boy was on top.
After that, she reached for a condom, eased open the ‘Naked Sensations’ wrapper, careful to refrain from using her teeth so as to not compromise it, and unrolled it slightly. Placing it against the opening to her soaking wet marehood, she invited him inside… “I want you, badly… Make love to me, big boy,” she moaned. Resistance was futile!
For Julio, this push was all the motivation he needed. He gripped his aching manhood and maneuvered it to the partially-unrolled condom in the warm groove near his lover’s tail. Before he could press further, however, she stopped him. “Hold on just a second…”
She grabbed a bottle of lubricant from the nearby coffee table, popped off the top, and squeezed the slightest bit of the slippery stuff into the tip of the condom. “That should make it feel better. Do me. Now!~” she insisted.
With that, Rainbow grabbed her boy gently with her forehooves and helped him ease his way in. Once her tender mare lips were parted and his shaft was in her, Julio felt a bit uneasy.
“This feels so weird, ” he professed.
“It’s just a different type of rubber than you’re used to, honey. I’ve got a bit of a latex sensitivity, so I found this latex-free one at a buddy of yours’.”
“But it feels like nothing’s there,” he responded.
“Baby, that’s why they call it ‘Naked Sensations’. For me, it only feels like I have the best coltfriend anypony could ask for,” she said softly.
“It’s boy friend,” Julio corrected.
“Okay…” After that explanation was behind them, their coupling initiated, slowly at first. The incredible feel of her velvety vagina gripping and hugging him made his whole body loosen and relax. He felt so close to her.
“Now you’ll need to hump me," Rainbow continued.
Julio began to thrust and the pleasure increased tenfold. At the same time, the rainbow mare was coaxing him along with her hooves.
She shook a bit as he slid himself deeper inside her, the room now beginning to smell of their sensual musk. He hoped that the sounds of their lovemaking would not alert the neighbors, but the delightful tugging of her tightness made the notion disappear; their only concern was for each other. They wanted this so badly.
Minuscule beads of sweat clung to the boy’s body and moistened his face. His fingers then found her way into her greasy mane, gently playing with strand upon strand, driving her ever closer to the edge. The two lovers were both panting together, the wet sounds of shameless mating filling the room and their ears and heightening the experience.
Then, to her surprise, he picked him up, sat her right on top of his own body so that Rainbow was slamming down on top of him. He found one of her wings with his hands and began pulling on a handful of her feathers, giving her a sensation unlike anything she’d ever had in her life.
He could feel her pussy twitch as he tugged, and paired by her blissful moans and gasps, she obviously enjoyed it. “That was cool… but could you please be gentle this time?”
“Okay,” he said. Complying with her request, he took both hands, and utilizing the thumb and index finger, rubbed on her primary feathers – all the while carrying on with their rut. Rainbow Dash would never forget this moment, he would be sure of it.
A new idea came into being – after working up a generous amount of saliva, he curled up and licked her belly, coating the fur there in a mat of spit. He then proceeded to blow on it, taking her closer to her boiling point. He licked again. He noted that the fur lacked any distinct flavor, however, the texture was an unsuspecting thrill, noticing the tingling sensation rolling across his tongue.
The music died, and for some reason, he slowed down his thrusting. He fumbled around, ending up in a position where they were both sitting on their knees, with Rainbow’s legs wrapped around him in a modified Lotus position. The music player switched tracks.
“What’s going on?” Rainbow Dash asked.
“Oh, I felt that it was getting too rough for our liking, so I took us in a more… intimate and sensual direction, if you will…” Julio replied with a sultry voice. The small downside to the position they were in was that for every hard or rough thrust he made into her, his manhood would push against her cervix, making her yelp. Therefore, more soft and gentle motions were needed.
Julio, combined with the tugging, could feel her warmth on him; this made his heart melt to know that he was this close to a loving mare – he wasn’t willing to trade the moment for anything. Rainbow Dash then pulled him into a passionate kiss, re-fueling the fiery embers of love for each other; and especially in him, it was showing – big time. The boy allowed one of his hands to drift to one of her cutie marks in order to caress it.
In a heart-pounding move, Rainbow then scooted her rump on top of him, and that really did it. Julio threw himself on top of her, and their coupling intensified. Their passions consumed them!
The boy drove himself into her, deeper, faster, harder, stronger. The mare was crying out in pure, unadulterated bliss with every thrust he made. The two were now lost in their own burning hot lust as the rut continued. The two cried, mewed, groaned, moaned, and gasped together as his slick shaft slammed into her warm, wet depths again and again, screwing her, filling her, completing her. She couldn’t get enough. Julio, on the other hand, had been waiting for a moment like this for a long time, though he never expected that it would be this gooooooood…
But it was more than just carnal love. This moment was more than that. It was more than the puppy-love and simple, platonic friendship that they once shared. It was more than going to Julio’s parent’s house for dinner and a nice chat once in a while. It was more than carrying Rainbow’s bag when she needed it. It was more than going to the movies and buying candy and pop and always bringing back a napkin so she didn’t wipe the grease onto her fur. It was more than the time they went miniature golfing and him taking all the shots first so she’d know where the ball should be going. It was more than the time he taught her how to drive his car. It was more than their frequent flying trips together to unforgettable places and the memories they created. It was more than last year at prom when he knew that she took his mom’s necklace by mistake and her still looking stunning in it. It was more than the flying trip to the Northfork valley and seeing the beautiful waterfall and taking a picture of them kissing like sweethearts next to it. It was more than their first ‘real’ kiss and counting to ten before doing it again, just in case she wanted to stop him. It was more than being on a boat over the summer and him understanding without a word why she wasn’t ready to go further. Did he have to ask her now why they were?
At this point, he wanted to count to ten before he kissed her again, and if she didn’t want him to, she was going to have to stop him herself!
“Ah… Ah! OH…! I think I’m about to – “ Rainbow Dash managed to utter before she was cut off by Julio’s moist and tender lips. By the sound of her moan, the full force of her pleasure began to mount like a tidal wave readying itself to engulf her. When he released his kiss, however, he held her body tight as he bucked into her ever harder, getting a workout better than he’d ever gotten in P.E.
Her coos increased in pitch and volume as their hips slapped together like a piston in an engine, her body now flexible enough to take his entire length. He threw them into yet another kiss as Rainbow Dash’s hooves cocooned him in a chrysalis of love. Once he released it, he let out a sensuous growl as he continued to stuff her honeypot. “Mmmm… Ohh… Ahh! Ohh yeah!” he gasped for a moment. “Get ready baby,” he told her.
And with that, he went into overdrive, rutting some more, literally begging to give them both the release that they so desperately needed. The most satisfying moment of their lives together was mere seconds away now. His body clung to hers, his breaths became ragged as an odd feeling began to stir in his loins, swelling inside him – it wanted out. Oh, it’d be out, alright.
His thrusts couldn’t escape from the tight vicegrip of the young mare’s pussy as she dived headfirst into orgasmic bliss, calling out her lovers’ name in shouts of pure ecstasy. The tightness was just too much; Julio’s own pleasure welled up and exploded into her waiting body. Spurt after satisfying spurt of liquid love erupted from his manhood and “flooded Rainbow’s womb with the gift of life”… tickling her insides.
Primal grunts and groans escaped from his mouth as he, too, went over the edge. Hot spunk “stuffed” the rainbow mare, “pooling in her love tunnel”, unseen as the two rode their breath-taking, earth-shattering climax; the gift of being able to give and receive pleasure. The two locked lips with passion once again. The mare, still feeling the hot meat inside her steaming hot buns, convulsed in time with the rhythm of his ejaculations.
As their orgasms passed, their bodies collapsed as though they turned to putty, and Julio reveled in the feeling of being on top of such a sweet, loving, red-hot love goddess of a mare. Time stood still as they laid there in an embrace, their heavy, warm breaths clashing in the dim light. She looked into her partner’s eyes and knew that the boy she looked upon was truly in love. Staring deeply, they cooed as they broke out into faint giggles.
“Oh my! Oh my, my, my!” Julio gasped, “That was amazing.”
“No – we were amazing,” Rainbow Dash murmured, “I love you so much.”
Julio popped naturally from Rainbow Dash’s spent pussy as his erection slacked off. The fruits of their love spilled onto the couch cushions. They stood up, pressed their lips together and let her know that he loved her too. They were without as much as a single doubt in love with each other. They would’ve done anything for each other, willing to defend, even draw an opponent’s blood, if it meant that they would be together. Society’s thoughts were out of the question.
“Wow, I guess you’re not exactly my ‘little munchkin’ anymore, huh?” Julio teased.
“You’re definitely a ‘big boy’!” They laughed together at the somewhat lewd double entendres.
“Aww, Dashie, you silly filly,” Julio paused before smooching her one more time. “I’d say that it’s time to hit the hay, don’t you?”
“Oh, what the heck, I guess so,” Rainbow said. Julio walked off to the master bathroom, with the mare following. They brushed their teeth, combed their hair, Julio shaved away some stubble, and put their nighties on.
Once they were tucked under the covers, some concerns arose about where their relationship would be from here on out. Even though they had an incredible “first night”, so to speak, Julio still had a burden on his mind: he loved Rainbow Dash to death, but he didn’t want to be just her lover or plaything – he couldn’t be!
“I don’t feel so hot,” Julio started.
“Why not… what’s wrong?”
“Are we lovers now?”
“Here’s the thing,” she explained, “I don’t feel a bit of regret about what we did, and you’ll always be my boyfriend, no matter what.”
It was a touching thing to hear from a gem of a mare like her. “We can do it again if you want, but we shouldn’t make it a habit,” he proposed. “I want it to be something special, like it was tonight.”
“I agree, honeyboo,” she replied, trusting in his wisdom despite a smidgen of disappointment.
This turned a new page in the story of Rainbow Dash of Cloudsdale, Equestria and Julio Estevez of Edison-Armstrong Township, United States of America… they could care less about the city and state – they were on top of the world. The inter-species romantics…
And they’d never look back. Should things have been done differently? Probably, but they wouldn’t have traded the outcome for anything in the universe. Setting the question aside, they acknowledged the fact that they did just about ‘everything’ together as a couple, feeling it only right to know each other intimately after everything they’ve been through. Laying their heads down, the two began their excursion to dreamland.
Author's Note
Hope you enjoyed reading!
[Links lead to music that pairs really well with the passion in this chapter. Listening is totally optional.]
A pair of soft lips brushed across a sleeping boy’s temple leaving sweet, tender kisses in their wake, awaking Julio. Part of him wanted to turn and respond, but for the most part, he wanted to remain asleep, mainly because it was a little after five in the morning.
“Julio, wake up,” Rainbow Dash’s voice said with a soft lilting.
“What the heck?” he moaned, “It’s too early to wake up… not until 6:30…”
“I want to make some of your delicious pancakes for breakfast,” Rainbow explained, somewhat amused. Julio opened his eyes reluctantly. It wasn’t even the crack of dawn, and they were usually up eating breakfast and watching television by the time the sun began peeking out. The mare leaned over his tired body, gazing at him intently.
“Come on, sleepyhead, get up…” She leaned over him and kissed him again. She set down a small glass of milk on the nightstand. “I brought you a drink. I’ll be in the kitchen, waiting for you. Don’t you go back to sleep or you’ll get in trouble,” she threatened, and her tone was mild. She kissed him again briefly before exiting, teasingly swaying her rear back and forth. She left the boy to blink and rub sleep from his eyes in the modestly-sized bedroom he and Dash shared. He felt suddenly felt refreshed after taking a swig of the milk, but suddenly feeling nervous.
“I’ve got an odd feeling that something’s going to be different today,” Julio thought to himself. He then finally decided to leave the bedroom, rolling his shoulders to get them moving, as well as wrapping a blanket around his waist to still be able to keep warm. “If I’ve any hope of keeping up with that girl…”
And that’s when he realized something. He frowns. “Why hasn’t she given me back my boxers?” He immediately scampered back to the bathroom, bewildered by his lack of underwear. But then another realization: she’d done this on purpose! She wants him to be embarrassed and ask for his boxers back, and she would most likely respond with “yes” or “no”. He grinned with a carnal delight. “Hell, two can play at that particular game…”
Resolving there and then to not ask for his boxers back and possibly deny her the cheap laugh she’ll most definitely get from the joke, he decided to go to school that day sans undies.
***
About forty-five minutes passed before hot fluffy pancakes were done and ready for the taking. Julio retrieved syrup from the refrigerator and set the bottle in the microwave to heat. Once done, Rainbow picked up the remote and flicked on the television.
Upon its full awakening, he noticed a movie channel playing on it – a playing of “The First Kiss” by the looks of it.
“Hey, I don’t remember you taking a liking for chick flicks,” Julio teased. “We watched that movie a while back, you personally said it was, and I quote, a ‘piece of garbage’,” he formed quotation marks in the air as reference, “and you were watching this girly stuff last night!”
“I can watch chick flicks if I wanna,” she retorted. ”Just because I’m a tomboy doesn’t mean I can’t be feminine once in a while!” She paused. “For me, it kinda goes in a circle. As for you, for example, you don’t care about sports and guy stuff that much, but you’ve also got a bit of a feminine side. And you like to express that, but I don’t really mind. In fact, I kind of like that part of you.”
“So what’s that supposed to mean?”
“As you know, I express myself mainly as a rough-and-tough colt even though I’m a mare, but you like that part of me; and I remember you saying that it ‘offsets your oddities’ so that people might think you’re into that kind of stuff. So therefore, with all of that said, you don’t mind it one bit.” Julio was left a mite confused. “Oh, and while we’re on the subject of being ‘different’, I want to tell you something.” She trotted up to his ear and whispered into it: “I’m bi…”
It took a few seconds for Julio to grasp what he’d just heard. She just confessed the fact that she was bisexual. “You know, I have something to say to you too.”
“I can’t really set this in stone, but I might be like you… I may be bi too… rather, questioning who I really am…”
“So you understand my dilemma!” she exclaimed. “Thank you so much!” She then craned her neck, wrapping herself around him, cuddling him.
But I want you to remember: just because you differ from the norm doesn’t mean I love you any less. I will accept you just the way you are.”
“Oh, thank you, baby!”
“You come to me if anyone’s bullying you, and I’ll personally kick their asses for you. Does that sound good to you?”
“You’d beat up someone? For me?”
“For you, sweet stuff,” Julio affirmed mildly.
“Aww, that’s so nice of you! Thanks!” The mare smooched him on the lips.
He mewed for a second. “You’re most certainly welcome.” The pair broke out into a giggling fit. “Now let’s go eat some pancakes, shall we?”
“Right behind ya!” The two raced over to the plate containing said pancakes.
***
Rainbow Dash and Julio sat in front of the TV, pancakes bathed in hot syrup before them. Julio, being the piggy that he was, was taking five or more pieces at a time into his mouth while Rainbow Dash simply poked at them, eating maybe one piece every minute or so. She probably wasn’t too hungry.
After they’d eaten, they brushed their teeth, Julio changed into his day clothes, combed their hair, and rubbed each other a few times before he hopped onto the mare’s back to depart for the school.
They left the apartment, ensuring everything was turned off and the doors locked beforehand, flew over a couple of mountains and passed through a rougher part of town before ending up at the front doors to Central Consolidated High School. The two walked through the front hallway together, but it was when they reached the courtyard that they began hearing the school bullies, nutcases, and the jealous folk verbally berating them.
“Hey, lovebirds!” One such boy could be heard shouting at them mockingly. He then proceeded to make lewd noises to deliberately offend them. “Ohh baby! I wanna be pregnant! I wanna have your pony babies!” He continued to insult them, resulting in a laugh from his entourage.
They walked on by, totally ignoring them. That boy began to closely follow the two stalking them. “Babymakers… babymakers! Oooh!” he shouted out. Julio did an about-face, where he could take one good look at him and determine that the one dishing out the inappropriate jokes was none other than Dirty Dan, one of the toughest S.O.B.s this side of the railroad tracks. He’d heard numerous stories about him, from petty crimes like stealing lunch money and book-shanking to the more perverted kinds of bullying.
“What you gonna do now, ya big hunka kaboom? Bend me over and screw my brains out, faggot?” the bully started with his little gang behind him giggling under their breaths.
“Shut up and leave me alone!” Julio began to shuffle off, only for Dirty Dan to shout again.
“Hey horsefucker – “
“Now what’d ya just call me, sonny?” the drummer boy retorted.
“I didn’t call you nothin’!”
“I definitely heard something come out of your mouth,” he said.
“Whoa… slow your roll there, chubby – “
“Ooh, did you lot just call me ‘chubby’?”
One of his henchmen joined in on the fun. “I think I can work the chubby outta ya – here…” He began jerking his hips back and forth, making Julio uncomfortable. “Fatty!” Dirty Dan called out again.
“Hold on just a sec – I’m probably five, ten percent body fat at best and I look like I belong in GQ magazine, and you’re thirty, forty pounds overweight…” He pulled on a lock of the bully’s greasy hair, which came easily out of the follicles. “…prematurely balding, and yelling ‘fag’. I’m not your type, not by a long shot.”
A small crowd had gathered around Julio, Rainbow Dash, and Dirty Dan and Co by that time. “Whoo! Get him, tiger!” Julio heard another Equestrian exchange cheer in support. Others were yelling things like “fight fire with fire”, “float like a butterfly, sting like a bee”, and “grease the pig” to up the ante.
“I know where my momma is. Do you?” Julio asked the group of hooligans. He personally knew that his leather-bedecked opponent’s mother ran off to be with a vacuum cleaner salesman when he was just a boy, leaving him to live with his dad, the stem of all the insecurities and preoccupations.
“Ya know I just did yours last night? Took her out to the motel and – “
“Oh, whoa whoa whoa… let me get one thing straight…” Julio resolved.
“Wait, what?”
Julio simply stared at his opponent with an ‘oh, really?’ look on his face.
“Aw crud. I’m all out of ideas,” Dirty Dan “admitted defeat”. However, as soon as he reclaimed his seat, another bully, a friend of Dan’s, “Big Brad”, stepped up to the plate.
“Ey, butterball!” Brad jeered, a slight reaction rousing the crowd for what was to come.
“Ey, butterball, what’s in your lunch bucket?”
Julio answered honestly. “Some leftovers from last night and a couple other odds and ends.”
“Leftovers? Come on, you gotta be more specific here.”
“Pizza…”
“Pizza! …the cornerstone of any nutritious breakfast… in a butterball’s terms,” the bully stated, eliciting a slight laugh.
“Cheese pizza…”
“No no no… I’m saying where did you get it? Pizza Hut, Domino’s, Papa John’s – where? ”
“Tony’s.”
“Tony’s… that’s the joint downtown. Now I hear they’ve got some tasty pizza – I’ve personally never had some myself, mind you,” he rambled a bit, “how is it?”
“It’s pretty good. I remember eating there when I was just a boy,” Julio reminisced.
“May I have a bite of that pizza?” Brad asked.
He then proceeded to fumble around the bucket until he found a baggie with several refrigerated cheesesticks enclosed. “These are yours, right?”
Julio said nothing, but he was determined to put the bullies in their place on the courtyard, and he was mentally concocting a big payback.
Brad reached inside the baggie and pulled out an end piece before eating it. He chewed it for a second. “Mmmmm! This is some tasty pizza…”
Turning his head toward another fellow bully, he called out. “Jeb Daddy!”
“Yo!”
“You ever had Tony’s pizza before?”
“I’ve heard of the place before…”
“Want a bite? It’s pretty tasty,” he professed.
“Naw, I ain’t hungry,” Jebediah drawled.
“If you like pizza, man, you’ve gotta eat Tony’s sometime,” Brad continued.
“Oh, just for your information, we usually don’t eat a lot of meat – my girlfriend’s a vegetarian, which, technically, makes me a vegetarian…” Julio mused.
“’Cuz your girlfriend’s a pretty pony,” Dirty Dan shouted out, making neighing noises to taunt him. Some spectators chuckled under their breaths; Julio calmed them down.
“But I still love me the taste of a good piece of meat,” Brad added.
“Agreed.” Julio tried to change the subject. “Hey, since you lot claim to be so smart and all, do you know what a quarter-pounder is called in the European part of Cacciatora?” he asked, referring to his hometown.
Brad replied. “A Royale with Cheese…”
“A Royale with Cheese…” Julio mused. “Do you know why they call it that?”
Brad put on his ‘thinking cap’. “Because of the metric system…?” he took a wild guess.
Julio was “taken aback”. “Shee-it! Check out the big brain on Braaaad… you’a smart motherfucker, that’s right… the metric system,” he rambled, with several giggles going off in the crowd. He then set his sights on the big jug full of stuff in Jeb’s bag.
“Right there’s my papa’ jar,” Jeb boasted proudly.
“Papa’s jar, eh? Julio came up with a new plan. “Well, do you mind if I have some of this fine beverage… your friend here ate one of my cheesesticks earlier, I just thought I’d recoup that loss,” he explained.
“Go right ahead,” Jeb drawled. Dirty Dan pulled out a little paper cup and poured some of the liquid into it before handing it off. “It’s reeeeal tasty,” Dan intoned amusingly.
Julio raised the cup to his lips and opened them just a tad. The “papa’s jar” stuff had a smooth, bold taste to it, but it came with a slight burning aftertaste. Once the liquid had been completed, he smashed the cup and sent it flying towards the trashcan.
“Damn,” Julio said, trying to abate the burning sensation in his mouth. “That hit the spot. Tasted like peach tea,” he added. He blew out hard a few times to try and cool his tongue.
“Sure does!”
Julio got up and walked over to a lanky bully. “Yo, flock o’ seagulls, know why I’m here?”
Dirty Dan interrupted, presumably to say something.
“Hey, I don’t remember asking you a goddamn thing!” Julio shut the boy’s trap.
“Now where was I?” he tried to get his thoughts back together.
“Yer daddy’s a deadbeat, yer momma’s a whore, and this wouldn’t’ve happened if the condom hadn’t tore!” Dan cajoled in a loud voice, adding to the entertainment of the nearby crowd.
“WHAT’D YOU JUST SAY?” Julio shouted, startling him, just enough to get his attention.
“Nothin’, I swear - “
“Your ass ain’t talkin’ your way outta this shit, buddy boy,” Julio shot back. The crowd was roused.
“Wait wait wait I can explain!...” Dan rambled a bit before Julio picked up the “papa’s jar” and dumped it on him, soaking him thoroughly.
“Oh, I’m sorry, did I break your concentration?” he said. “I sincerely apologize for that, but please, continue…”
Dirty Dan opened his mouth to speak. “Uhh…”
“Oh, you were finished? Well, allow me to retort,” Julio said. He leaned in so that the two were face to face. “What does my girlfriend look like?”
“What?”
Julio kicked over the trash can in response. “What country are you from?”
“Wh…what…?”
“’What’ ain’t no country I ever heard of,” he blasted. “Do they speak English in ‘What?’”
“What?”
“ENGLISH, MOTHAFUCKA! Do you SPEAK it?!”
“Y… Yes…”
“So you know what I’m saying?”
“Well, yes…”
“Then describe what my girlfriend LOOKS like!” Julio roared.
“What?”
Julio curled his right hand into a fist. “Say ‘what’ again! Say ‘what’ again! I dare you – no, I DOUBLE dare you, mothafucka – say ‘what’ one mo’ goddamn time!”
Dirty Dan was trembling. “She’s a pony – “
“Go on!”
“She has wings – “
“Does she look like a bitch?”
“Wh…what?”
That proved to be a big mistake, as Julio delivered a powerful uppercut to Dirty Dan’s face, causing him to scream in pain.
“Does… she… LOOK… like… a bitch?!” Julio roared again.
“No!” Dan whimpered.
“Then why do you want to fuck her like a bitch, Brad?” Julio turned and looked back at Brad, who was fearing for his life as well.
“I didn’t wanna – “
“Yes, you did! YES, YOU DID, Brad!” Julio roared again. “You tried to feel up on her…”
“Aww – “
“Well, my girl Rainbow Dash doesn’t like to be felt up on by anybody except yours truly… Julio Estevez,” he made it clear that he wanted no part of him. Brad went off for behind the table.
“Because I know how you niggas act… and just so we’re clear on this whole situation, if I see even ONE of you morons trying to stick your dick under her tail, I’m gonna personally chop the son of a bitch off,” Julio forewarned. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir,” the bullies affirmed. Julio then refocused his effort on Dirty Dan, the ringleader. “And as for you…”
“Yeah?”
“I have some Christian friends, and they mentioned something yesterday that sort of fits this occasion… Ezekiel 25:17 if I’m not mistaken…”
Dirty Dan continued to stare into space in an attempt to ignore the “good guy”.
After clearing his throat, Julio began, as if by rote: “The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men.
“Blessed is he who in the mane of charity and goodwill shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother’s keeper and the finder of lost children.”
Julio stepped back a bit, his gaze unbroken. “And I will strike down upon with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers!”
He then picked up the garbage bin he kicked over earlier, fully intent on catapulting it as far as he was able. “And you will KNOW my name is the LORD when I lay my vengeance upon thee!”
“No! Wait!” Dirty Dan managed to utter before Julio hurled the bin in the bullies’ direction, the trash erupting everywhere. And now… all the half-eaten snack cakes, pop bottles, and other things were scattered about where the bullies stood, while the ecstatic crowd was cheering and hollering behind him. Wonderful.
Julio turned to tell her about his victory. “Rainbow Dash – huh?” She wasn’t there! With that, he automatically went on a frantic search for his bargain belle. “Rainbow Dash! Where in the hell are you!?” he shouted.
He went back inside, only for the P.A. system to crackle to life. An older lady’s voice could be heard, saying: “Julio Estevez, would you please mosey on down to the counselor’s office? That’s Julio Estevez, please report to the counselor’s office… thank you.” The system cut off.
“I better go see what they want,” Julio thought. That in mind, he immediately hauled ass to the counselor’s office. I’m gonna pop some tags, I’ve only got twenty dollars in my pocket… he tried to distract himself. “I hope it’s not too serious…”
Once he entered, however, they seemed to be in quite a crabby mood, and with Rainbow Dash and three other students from the school being among them, they meant business.
The first counselor out of the three, Mrs. Nyman, a middle-aged woman with graying hair, blue eyes, and wrinkles, shot Julio a dirty look. “SIT DOWN!”
“Yes, ma’am,” Julio complied in a frenzy, shaken by the outburst.
“You know why you’re here, right?”
“Not exactly, ma’am – “
“You’ve GOT to be kidding me – you broke your little agreement you negotiated with us.”
“Shit.”
Author's Note
And so I decided to split this chapter into parts...
Even though I had FOUR snow days this weekend, I still had to do stuff, so I didn't have time to progress this much further. But, never fear, I am getting ideas! Of course, I'll have to work most of Saturday, so it'll be a matter of slow and steady for the time being. Enjoy reading what is here, and PLEASE be patient; this project isn't gonna die on my watch. *cough*it'sanaughtyone*cough*...
P.S. I'm still amazed at how a human/pony love story has a dislike/like ratio higher than Xenophilia, even though it's of the same genre... damned conservative bronies...
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Chapter Three part 2 (tw: ethnic/racial slurs)
“You know why you’re here, right?”
“Not exactly, ma’am – “
“You’ve GOT to be kidding me – you broke your little agreement you negotiated with us.”
“I don’t remember signing any goddamn…”
Before her could say anything else, a black student that was sitting beside Mrs. Nyman produced two sheets, with Julio’s signature and all. “You were saying?”
Julio picked the thing up. Skimming the text, he could pick up hits of contractual bind. “When was this?”
Ms. Jackson, an eyeliner-black haired twenty-something added, “Freshman year… you tucked that girl after prom? Remember?”
Julio said nothing, wrapping a dome of shame around his head with his arms.
“Hello? Are you there?” Rainbow Dash tried peeking in. Julio doubled to the floor obviously not wanting contact.
“Don’t worry, big guy, we’re just here to help,” she soothed. He pulled himself together and sat back in the chair.
“Now to get down to business,” Mrs. Gosling, an older lady who basically embodied the ‘crazy cat lady’ persona, started before directing everyone’s attention to the papers on the table. “This agreement, entered into by Julio Marcus Estevez, lays out the framework for an official decision to practice abstinence, as shown by the title.
“In the bulleted list here, he further acknowledges the risks and consequences that come with engaging in sexual activity, including unplanned pregnancy, STD’s, emotional trauma, social impacts, hindrance of plans for the future, and so on. He also understands the benefits of abstinence.
“Under the bold text With my full understanding of the above, I promise the following: ” she pointed out, “in which he affirms, ‘I, Julio Estevez, pledge to abstain from sexual activity until marriage, for this is the only proven way to protect myself from unplanned pregnancy and STDs. I understand that violating the agreement will nullify it, as well as revoke privileges.’ Are you with me so far?”
Everyone in the room nodded ‘yes’.
“Continuing from there, he also agreed: ‘abstinence from alcohol, tobacco, and other drug use, as this will also result in negative consequences, including revocation of privileges.’
“Julio, the principals, some students, as well as his doctor, licensed counselor, and a notary, to make sure everything was true and correct, signed the document.”
He did a nervous double-take, his punishment soon to be executed, he thought. Then suddenly, another student came up from his position on the wall to address the small crowd. “But yesterday afternoon, however, this agreement was disregarded when, by one Pinkie ‘Diane’ Pie’s account, ‘Julio was laying on top of Rainbow Dash. He was tired and appeared to be taking a nap by the time I got there… I heard noises coming from that clearing’, among other details. Two other Equestrians inspected the site and found evidence of your little, uh, shall we say, ‘encounter’, and by that very fact, you, my friend, just violated your abstinence agreement.”
“That’s a lie… that’s a goddamn lie,” Julio mildly retorted. “Pinkie just assumed a couple things and then ‘boom’, you’ve got the lit match in the tinderbox.
“But it’s true,” the black student said. “One of the witnesses said that she smelled something very odd that was lingering around where you two were foolin’ around – “
“That could’ve been a guy spitting snuff in there…”
“There wasn’t no goddamn snuff within a mile of that place!”
“Stoners?” Julio attempted another excuse.
“I don’t think so.”
Rainbow tried calming him down. “How about you just say you’re sorry for screwing up and we can get to class, huh?”
“Not until he either signs a new contract or re-negotiates the old one,” Mrs. Gosling stated.
“Dammit.” Julio hung his head in shame once again.
“This young man over here,” Ms. Jackson pointed at another student who was standing just beyond the doorway, “has something to say.”
He began: “I happen to live right downstairs from where Julio and Ms. Dash are, and last night, I could have sworn hearin’ then going at it, there was shakin’ and moanin’ and groanin’ and everythin’.”
Mrs. Nyman stared Julio right in the face. “Is this true?”
“I used a condom, too, so there ain’t no chance we’re diseased or anything.”
The other white student gave his two bits. “But a condom isn’t as effective as you liberal folks like to think it is, it’s just a flimsy piece of rubber. And if I can make a suggestion here, can you stop being horny?”
“Stop ostracizing me!” Julio screamed. The neighbor of Julio’s continued as if nothing happened.
“…Because I know for a FACT that abstinence makes the heart grow fonder! And on a related note, how can she know you truly love her unless you abstain?”
Julio looked like he was about to strangle him. “Now THAT is the most retarded fuckin’ thing I have ever heard in my goddamn life!” he shouted. “You’re making me look like a complete idiot!”
“Why did you break your agreement like a complete idiot, then?”
“You know what? I’m not even going to say it, because I know you’ll just call me a man-whore and everything else,” Julio said, standing his ground. “Anything else?”
“Oh, do I have some words of advice for him,” the black student started up, inching towards Julio. He pauses where he is before roaring: “What the current situation requires is a bit of shutting your trap and a whole lot more of you KEEPING YOUR DICK IN YOUR PANTS, YA GUMBY MOTHAFUCKA!”
Julio was shocked. He honestly did not know what to say about this. The thoughts that coursed through his head: He’s probably gonna yell at Rainbow “put an aspirin between your legs and don’t let it drop!” or some bullshit like that… It was then that he regained a bit of his willpower and responded with:
“Excuse me, but did you just call me ‘gumby’?”
“Oh, pardon me for asking, but how am I possibly offending you when YOUR fat ass offended ME and all the other niggas at this school?”
“What are you talking about? I didn’t offend anybody!”
“I sit up here for eight hours a day LEARNING, and what the hell are you doing… sneaking out in the middle of the day to screw around with horses!”
“Okay, number one, they’re called ponies , and two, this ain’t none of your fucking business.”
There was an uncomfortable silence in the room. Mrs. Nyman started up again. “You promised us that you would abstain. And going by Pinkie’s observations as well as the physical evidence there, we believe Rainbow Dash was the one that broke you.”
“Oh, whoawhoawhoawhoawhoa… STOP,” Rainbow Dash interrupted. “I loved Julio, and I still do. As far as the ‘violation’ thing goes, I really couldn’t help it, I was in heat… I didn’t know about this contract - or the affair with Kelly for that matter… I just wanted somebody to comfort me… cool me down, if you will…” The mare was getting visibly flustered.
“I’ve heard some things about mares in heat,” the black student blurted out. “Some sick things.”
“And just what in God’s name do you have to say THIS time!?” Julio roared back.
“These mares, when they’re in heat, they want nothin’ but a dick in ‘em, and they’ll do whatever it takes to get that dick. And once they get ya, until they’re satisfied, all hell breaks loose. You’ll just be a vessel… to be used for self-gratification.”
“That’s sexual exploitation… sexual abuse,” Mrs. Nyman added.
“And add the fact that Ms. Dash is a pony , for heaven’s sake, and you have a recipe for emotional emptiness,” she concluded.
Ms. Jackson got up, stopped and then stood in front of Julio’s chair and said:
“Julio Marcus Estevez, for reasons of protecting health, safety, and well-being, you are hereby prohibited from having a romantic relationship with Rainbow Dash as well as pursuing this sort of relationship with any mares.”
He was shocked to the core. His heart was broken. It felt like, as Lewis Grizzard once said, they “tore my heart out and stomped that sucker flat”. Tears began to roll down his cheeks in little rivulets to the floor. Then, in a feat of Herculean strength, he pulled himself together in order to respond to the ban, which went something like this:
“Mrs. Nyman… Mrs. Gosling… Ms. Jackson… you three motherfuckers right over there, listen up. I have been restricted by the same extremist, close-minded, and downright evil indoctrination that I have lived by since I was in 6th grade. After all I’ve done for you, after all the shit I’ve been through over the course my life has taken… this . I get fed so much bullshit to the point where I can’t see straight, I’m ostracized by the same people I used to call my friends… Next, you let that black fucker right there address me using an ethnic slur like ‘gumby’, call me an ‘idiot’, a ‘dolt’, a ‘pest’, and shit like that… And now you want to control and regulate my love life… Let me just tell you right now…
“I AM DONE. I am fucking done!” I’ve dealt with you motherfuckers for four years… four years… I am done. And until you put your heads on, screw your heads on… don’t you even think about laying even one goddamn finger on me!”
“But it’s for your safety,” the black student tried to reason with him.
“But SHUT THE FUCK UP, you fuckin’ Negro son-of-a-bitch. I’m doing the talking here.”
“Excuse me, you were talking about people calling you bad words, and here you are doing the same thing?” Mrs. Gosling yelled before everybody else (with the exception of Rainbow Dash) started to shout at the top of their lungs.
“EVERYONE SHUT YOUR MOTHAFUCKIN’ ASS UP!”
The room was eerily silent for a few seconds once the initial shockwave passed. Before anyone could catch their breaths, however, Julio was already out of the counselor’s offices and down the hall towards the front offices.
Author's Note
Thankfully, I didn't have to work today (I will have to - tomorrow!), so I had time to update OaR for you, even though it was a smidgen short. I honestly don't like to keep my fans waiting three-four weeks to a month for a chapter, so I went ahead and got this up. I'm planning on starting ch3pt3 (which I may or may not amalgamate with this one into one big chapter) this weekend!
But in the meantime, enjoy! :)
~Sparkle Fire~
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Chapter Three part 3 (tw: homophobic/intolerant remarks)
Fast-forward to band practice in the auditorium. They were rehearsing music for the Labor Day (yes, in May) parade. Thousands of people, including scores of coal miners, would be there, either cheering them on or booing them off, so it had to be perfect.
The drum major, a fellow senior named Brittany, called the band to attention. After a series of quick tweets, they were off.
Just when it got to the good part, an older lady, about the same age as Mrs. Gosling, parted one of the sets of double-doors to the auditorium and entered. Once right up to Mr. Flores’ ear, she told him to completely stop everyone so she could give Julio the nagging of a lifetime. As expected, everyone stopped playing, but in the middle of the song no less? Some were confused, a few to a degree of concern, as to what was happening.
“Julio Marcus Estevez! Open your eyes and see the light, look around you!” she introduced. He looked around the room, totally confused as were the rest of them.
“Julio Marcus Estevez!” she shouted again. “Yoohoo, my eyes are over here.”
“Oh, there you are!” He then began to put on a visage of seriousness right after. He suspected that flak was about come his way.
“Today is the day that you will need to change your life for the better.” He put his sticks back in the sleeve on the side of his apparatus and continued to maintain his composure and resilience. He had a reputation to uphold, so he needed to keep his cool in order to not break down and have a hissy fit in front of his friends.
“Your brothers in the coal mines… in the steel mills, working the farms and fields, all your friends and family…” mentioning a collective of different people for emphasis, “…call on you to guard your heart!
“Walk in purity. As your brothers have done in past generations, they lived in wholeness and strength in mind, body, and spirit, and were committed to living a life of integrity, purpose, and purity. You need to follow them in their ways, allow them to shepherd you and meld you into the righteous man you ought to be; whatever positive change comes your way, will it… Dare not stray form their words – you’ll have a moral duty to take them to heart and live to that accord."
Julio said nothin’.
“Now, I’m not trying to rat you out or anything…” Bullshit. “…but I know you’re a good person, and I’ve been hearing things about you. And I just want you to know that your strength lies in your character and NOT how many people you’ve intimidated and threatened just to make yourself feel comfortable!”
“So you’re tolerating the bullies?” Julio said.
Ignoring those words, the lady continued. “…and a part of that is pursuing purity in all aspects of life, which includes the active implementation of abstinence until marriage.” Julio’s eyebrows perked up.
“Now Julio, you need to abstain! And I’m not talking about religious reasons – “
“Maybe…” Julio said.
She continued. “ – but I’m also not excluding health and morality.”
Mr. Flores looked like he’d had enough of seeing his favorite drummer getting badgered like he was, so he went to tell Brittany to strike up the band. He shot up, intent on stopping Julio from having a heart attack. Until:
“What are you doing?”
“You know what Julio’s capabilities are. Do not encourage him.”
She honestly didn’t seem to care, and went on. “On a related note, do NOT allow anyone – your friends, your peers – whatever… to persuade you into thinking that having sexual relationships before marriage is acceptable. Honestly, it’s just not.
Julio came up with an idea. “Can you do me a quick favor?”
“Sure.”
“Look at my shirt…”
“Okay, but what am I looking for?”
“Does it say ‘I Give a Damn’?”
She simply stood there, shocked.
“Now please go away.”
She backed off, maintaining her stare on the coal miners’ boy. “I see. I can see the problem now… your little romp with Rainbow Dash has put you among the false-hearted. What you need to do is rebuild and renew your temperance and your virtue. And one thing that could help with that a good bit…? Stop hanging out with that stupid faggot Rainbow Dash, she is nothing but a disgusting piece of lesbian slime!”
“WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY NIGGA!?”
Nnnnnnope. “What I’m trying to say, Julio, is that you need to start being a gentleman; try out being a man , just like God intended you to be.”
Julio continued to stand there, absolutely disgusted by her vulgar remarks about the Rainbow that had caught his heart.
But unfortunately, she continued. “It’s up to you to protect yourself: Wholesome – the word of the day. Remember it and express wholesomeness in dress, language, actions, thoughts, et cetera. Have ‘custody of your eyes’ – don’t touch the private parts of another person, obviously; do not be indecent – that means no inappropriate looking, touching, or actions to that defect… Do not lie on top of other people. Do not engage in passionate kissing or ‘making out’, because one thing leads to another – “
“Ugh… just call me an idiot and piss off out of here…”
“Oh! When you go dancing, don’t go out to clubs, and when in the act of dancing itself, no inappropriate moves or gestures; and please no full body contact – “
“And with that, you’ve officially labeled me as an ignorant dumbass.”
“The Lord commands you to.” was her only reply.
With that glob of spit in the face, so to speak, Julio finally decided that he wasn’t having another word of her inanity.
“I don’t have to hear this nonsense, you know!”
“Hey, I was only suggesting things…”
“Well, you’ll need to suggest better things than that ,” he replied, resilient in tone.
“Would everyone please calm down so we can get back to business?” Mr. Flores said in an attempt to ease the tension.
Once she started back up… “Hon, a celibate lifestyle – “
“So I’m just a faggot to you, huh!?” Julio stormed over to Jennifer’s quads and grabbed a large stick. Then, with all his pent-up rage, he chucked it skyward, where it tore a sizable hole in the ceiling, made clanging noises along its gut, and possibly breaking a light fixture before it could be seen falling to the stage with a clatter . “What’s good, niggah!? ” Julio shouted.
The whole room was rendered speechless. Everyone that stood in the auditorium or looked through the door was shocked, some with their mouths agape. They could not believe what had ensued, but their eyes certainly didn’t deceive them.
The lady who caused the ruckus in the first place broke the silence, this time with a soft, still voice. “Julio, every day, I hear about the good things you do and the things you think about, and you are destined for great things… and for that you stand out from the crowd. But in order to continue to do that, you’ll need to get the train back on the tracks, so to speak.
“In addition to standing out, of course you did those good things like raising money to help those kids in Africa and helped feed the homeless, and you take pride in that… but you also have to extricate yourself from those who make bad decisions. And I know you’ve made some not so good choices in recent days, and it’s because of this tendency to hang around that sort of people…”
“Okay, but can you tell me in simplistic terms – “
She stopped him once again. “But to truly stand out, you have to stand out with pride… set a positive example, stay healthy, make good decisions, stay out of trouble, have good friends, form positive relationships with people that improve and enrich your life… For that reason, we want you to be abstinent until marriage.”
Julio made a cross between a grunt and a groan and walked back to the intolerant one.
“As if I give a shit what all y’all want. I am finished dealing with the likes of you.” He made an about face and stormed out of the room.
[I apologize if this chapter is a little extreme… just wanted to give the tasteless idiots who disliked the story a little taste of their own medicine, as well as creatively raising awareness at what some people are capable of doing in order to shove their agenda down other’s throats. Finally, some just don’t know a good steamy romance when they see it!]
Author's Note
I was originally going to have Julio still be steaming mad, but then I got the idea for that lady (in case you don't know, she's one of the aides who goes around making sure everything's okay) to actually attempt to calm him down, instead of them to continue yelling. With this approach to the ending, Julio wouldn't have a massive stroke over all this and come out somewhat cooled down, while also setting the stage for a more calm, peaceful, somewhat dulcet transition into the main events of Chapter 4.
Chapter Four part 1
Picking up from where we left off, Julio was in a state of irreconcilable rage and sadness, feeling deprived of everything that ever meant anything to him, his thoughts, his opinions, his ideas, his uniqueness, his individuality, etc… At this point, he was reduced to gripping a stuffed animal (with Rainbow Dash’s scent on it, of course) that a friend of hers had given him for support and in an attempt to promote calmness, but at the moment, he wanted to shank the damned thing.
But the one thing that stood out the most was his current unwarranted hatred for his own classmates.
“Goddamn crackers. I can’t get a moment’s peace around here for nothing…”
All the unpleasant memories, the torment and torture, and the emotional strain and distress he lived with for nearly six and a half years came flowing back with a vengeance.
“Augh, goddamn…”
He certainly remembered feeling very ashamed for his very own ethnic roots in those memories. Unleashing a pang of frustration, he grabbed the stuffed toy by the neck, “choking” it.
“I hate all these white motherfuckers…”
He then threw it across the small cranny of the main office that he’d shut himself in. One could tell that he wanted to do something drastic. He needed a drink.
But when he opened the door, however, there was a younger mare, a freshman to be exact, to greet him. What she had to say was not exactly the best thing to be saying to an emotionally-broken young man like Julio.
Her bile: “Hon, if you are not ready to be a man and commit yourself to one mate… you need to wait to have sex. The pain you can cause to a woman and her child are very real, it happens every day. Be responsible for your actions and exercise your self-control.”
Even though her intentions were good, for an unpredictable Julio, those very words set off an unimaginable chain reaction, one that no one ever saw coming. He exploded.
“Nigga did I just catch you talking shit about me?”
Julio’s right hand (or his “pimp-slap hand”, as he liked to call it) swung hard and fast and struck the filly’s face, with the impact bringing her crashing to the floor. And there she laid, on the waxed tile floor of the main office, blood coming out of the wound, and possibly unconscious.
Spitfire, a friend of Rainbow Dash for a few years, trotted in and was immediately shocked at what she saw.
“Oh my goodness! Is everything okay?”
“Like hell it ain’t!” he screamed while continuing his fit.
Spitfire put a hoof over Julio’s heart. “Come with me for a while. Dash’s in the courtyard outside. We have something to tell you… we’ve all been waiting for this, for you, for all of us.”
Expressing bewilderment, he followed the mare closely. Opening the doors to the outside, he found Rainbow Dash looking very frazzled and shaken. She was sniffling, and her mane wasn’t in the tomboyish style he was used to, but rather it was long, graceful, hanging, flowing past her neck and ears and felt like silk to the touch. It felt quite nice, to say the least.
“Thanks!” Rainbow responded before kissing Julio on the lips.
“A beautiful day, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, I guess.” Rainbow was still a bit emotionally reserved, what with her honey-bunny practically losing his sanity.
• • •
And before they knew it, Julio was on a ride with Rainbow Dash, Spitfire and some green-colored mare that he thought was on the soccer team. Their destination was unknown. To stave his nervousness, he reminisced about the “good old days,” as he would when he was concerned about something.
Julio, in eighth grade, was an avid soccer and football fan, though he never actually played either sport. Whenever his granddaddy came over to visit, the two and Julio’s dad would almost always talk about sports.
“Who won the game last night, daddy?” A young Julio asked enthusiastically.
“We won it again, sonny!” Dad affirmed, along with a cheer from his son to second that. “Bears Rule!” Julio whooped in support.
Granddad stepped in. “How listen here real close, Poindexter: I’m gonna show you how to shoot close enough to a raccoon that it craps itself!”
Julio guffawed at the memory.
“What’s that babe?” Rainbow Dash asked.
“Naw, it’s nothin’ serious.”
After a few minutes, they land. The place seemed unfamiliar at first, but once Rainbow pointed at the bush where Pinkie Pie jumped out of the first time they made love, he knew it. They landed at the rock… their rock. The rock where their passions finally became known, a declaration of sorts that their relationship wouldn’t be going anywhere anytime soon…
“So this is it?” Spitfire asked.
“Yep,” Rainbow Dash replied. She then lied down on the rock and stretched herself out.
It was then that the green mare opened her saddlebags and got out what looked like a paintbrush and a can of paint, assumedly from an art set.
“What is that?” Julio asked.
“I want to tell the world that we’re in love… an item, and that nobody can change that… nobody… ” The same mare that brought out the paint and brush carried them over and set them next to Julio.
Opening the can of paint, Spitfire laid herself down next to the special boy. “I think you can take it from here.”
Almost immediately, he dipped the paintbrush into the paint. He started off by painting a simple outline of a heart. After that, he made a few quick strokes to make out Rainbow Dash and his own initials.
Spitfire interrupted him. “Can I borrow that for a second?”
“Sure.” The fiery-maned mare gripped the brush between her teeth and managed to scrawl her own initials before the green one followed with hers. On that note, Julio forgot to ask for her name…
Julio hobbled his way over. “L D ” it read.
“L.D.?”
The green mare finally uttered a reply. “Lightning Dust!”
“Well, in that case, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” Julio reached out for an interspecies hand-hoof shake, “my name’s Julio.”
Julio got right back to work. With these next few brushstrokes, he gracefully wrote out the word forever directly next to the heart he painted earlier. Looking down at his work, it was simple, but enough to make a lasting impact.
“I love it, Julio!” Spitfire exclaimed.
Rainbow Dash simply climbed atop him and licked, timidly at first, but once he was okay with it, she added her hooves in an embrace.
He also noticed Spitfire checking him out.
“What’s going on?” Julio asked nervously.
Rainbow kissed him with passion. “I’m sure you’re wanting an explanation…” the orange one broke the silence. “Yes…”
Spitfire then explained in intimate detail: “Here’s the thing. Mares, your females, are about to start having these things called estrus cycles. Every few weeks, we have periods of heat where our bodies will be sexually receptive, and therefore we will be begging for your affections. You can tell that a mare’s in heat simply by looking at her: she’ll love up on you more, she’ll be fidgety, she’ll swish her tail, she’ll raise her rear at you or even push it up on you; and we’ll be very wet and very hot and very horny and we will want to rut you soooo badly,” she intoned, rubbing her rear on him. “And you can smell it too,” she went on. “Here, smell me.” He parted Spitfire’s nether lips and took a good, hard, intoxicating whiff. “That’s our pheromones. We’re just hot, hormonal messes just begging to be taken…”
And even then, she continued, trotting in a sensual gait. “And we can’t help it one bit. In fact, the only thing I can think about right now is pulling off those clothes of yours and making love to you over and over and over! If you don’t satisfy our urges right now, I don’t know what else we’d do!”
Going on, “And since you can’t get a pony pregnant, we can just enjoy ourselves… You’re a very nice guy, and we all talked about this beforehand, and we think you’re just the one to accommodate us. She sauntered over, almost face to face with him, sitting in his lap, and concluded in a deep, hushed moan: “So get ready for the time of your life, you super-cute pretty boooooy!”
Julio perked up at the thought, contemplating about kissing the heated mare in his arms. After diverting his focus (which took a little willpower in itself), his eyes began to fixate on the ground, staring into space. I must be dreaming, he thought.
“Hey baby… I ran into a buddy of yours in the office. Remember Seth?”
“Yeah! I remember Seth! He was awesome! Julio replied, elated.
“He told me that he’s been hearing about what’s going on with you, and he understands what you’re going through. I think at one point, I started getting flashbacks from Equestria… but nevertheless, once I saw you in the office, I knew that this couldn’t wait any longer.” She got right into the young man’s face.
“So that’s why you’re here,” the rainbow one concluded.
It all came back to him now. Being looked upon by all the mares (and a few colts), the constant requests for dates or “lovin’”, and so-on-so-forth… To the Equestrians, he was essentially their equivalent of Casanova.
“Isn’t this exciting?” Rainbow Dash said. Then she leapt on him and kissed him with a burning passion. A trickle of the mare’s slickness landed on his groin area. He trembled a bit, and his jeans became tight, to the point where Spitfire noticed and managed to undo the button and zip down the zipper.
“I’m sure it is!” Julio replied with a hint of exuberance. The two kissed again. “May I do the honors?”
“Of course.” Rainbow Dash backed off in order to pull the jeans completely off and out of sight, his boxers following suit.
“Oh yeah!” she screamed towards the heavens. Julio could feel everything fading away, the only sensation present being the warmth and sheer intimacy of his longtime mare’s femness. They could have stayed like this forever, but the sight of Rainbow unfurling her wings changed that. She then began to flap her wings back and forth, which in turn moved her body up and down Julio’s rod. It felt amazing.
“Oh hell yeah, keep doing that! Keep doing that!” Julio begged of her as the flapping continued.
“You know, you can just take over whenever you want,” Rainbow said.
“But I want to keep doing this,” replied Julio, a bit distraught. “It feels nice.”
And Spitfire said, with an incredible amount of seduction: “But she’s in heat, and she needs a strong male to mate with. You’re the strong male, so I think you should take her.”
The thought of a stallion forcing herself over a mare seemed to abusive, immature, heartless, and un-gentlemanly; to him, the female was being used as a sex object. So Julio proposed: “I’ve got something in mind,” he said, then looked up at the mare on top of him. “Do you want to do it the normal way we’ve been doing it, or do you want to keep doing it like we’re doing now?
Rainbow kicked around the thought for a few seconds. “Dolphin-style or missionary?”
“I want to show ‘em how it’s done, so I wanna do both,” replied Julio.
Spitfire offered Julio a place to lie back as he was taken. As he accepted the offer, the rainbow mare climbed on top with Julio shifting her rear over top of his spire before allowing her to lower herself.
Julio let out a little noise when he felt a pair of wet folds beginning to encase his manhood. He immediately reached out to grab and kiss her, which his mare reciprocated. They locked lips and moaned as the excitement swelled. He began to run his fingertips through her mane, then slide them downward. He stopped to pull on her withers, a hot-spot that a stallion is said to pull on when he’s mounting a mare, to which Rainbow gave a moan. After that, he rubbed his hands up and down her back, making sure to resist the urge to go straight for the tush – he planned to save that for last.
His next destination was the wings, where his fingers found their way through the individual feathers, enrapturing Rainbow with pleasure beyond words. She felt like having an orgasm right there and then through the wing ruminations, but remembered about the boy underneath her gifting such hedonistic stimulation. She broke their kiss as his fingers reached her cutie marks (which he gave as much of a ravishing as the rest of her) in favor of a full-out affectionate licking of his face. Julio tried to shy away the advance, but with no success.
Julio was closing on an explosive climax. Throwing himself at his carnal urges, he turned to tables (so to speak) so that he was on top of Rainbow Dash, in the missionary position – standard for all humans. He felt the pressure building up inside him as he pumped faster, sensing that the mare was getting close too. Suddenly, his manhood was gripped with incredible tightness by her inner goddess as her womb milked him for everything he had. The two were linked together the entirety of him inside her lady garden, his tip touching her cervix, their most private of parts pressed together. The two were one!
He was still coming hard and fast, shooting ropes into the mare. Once they both finished, Julio seized up in raw bliss before falling to the ground. He stumbled around for a few seconds before he was able to get himself together back on solid ground – he was still floating on air.
As far as the just-satisfied mare, her rear was still in the air, and her vaginal lips were still winking, wanting to be filled again. It took her a few minutes for Rainbow to come off her heat haze enough to function properly.
“That was incredible!” Rainbow squealed. Julio was thrown into an embrace almost immediately, causing him to relax a bit and calm down.
Rainbow did a double take. With the small gob of ejaculate left on the end of him, he touched her rump (which was still slightly in the air) and grazed her winking slit, leaving cum on her clit. Her tail was continuing to flick around and it swatted him in the face, the tingle of it lingering for a while, which was obvious since he was taken to the edge of heaven and back with the mare of his dreams. It was an amazing thing to get to experience, and for that he was grateful to have somepony, a heartthrob like her, in his life.
“Thank you, babygirl! I love you so much!” Julio threw his arms around her in a loving embrace.
“You’re welcome,” Rainbow returned, a tear coming to her eye. “Don’t mention it.” He was about to fall asleep, but that was until Spitfire wanted her turn.
“Hot stuff…” she said, swishing her tail and shaking her rump, “are you going to be of service?”
Lightning Dust followed suit, spreading her haunches and raising her tail so she could drip – right on him. With that, Julio could feel his stamina slowly coming back. But they wanted it now, so they handed him a drink that they said tasted like a glass of sweet tea but had a hormonal booster in it so he’d back in action again.
“It’s good,” Julio replied, groggily. He fell asleep soon after.
~~~
Thirty minutes later, Julio awakened beside his lover, feeling refreshed. Spitfire tugged on his hair in a rather rude attempt to get his attention, because there were two other mares that needed their satisfaction, and they were going to get it at any cost.
“Hey boy,” the yellow mare cat-called. She then raised her tail and exposed her nether region so he could get aroused again.
“Come on, honey…” Lightning said before nudging him over in the other one’s direction, while Rainbow was left to snooze. Julio’s body was pressed up against Spitfire’s rump, causing him to get excited. Yes… the bottom one thought, that should get him going…
Lighting Dust, still behind Julio, started grinding the two together, getting herself a little heated. LD, you can wait!
Next thing, while the orange one took over the grinding and getting him in the mood, Lightning pulled his jeans down for the second time that day before Julio fumbled around to allow his manhood to escape through the hole in his boxers. The green one took it into her mouth to get him slicked up, and then the time came to ravage Spitfire.
She got on all fours in the usual position to get mounted, but one issue – her privates came up almost to his chest. Seeing the difference, she lowered her hind legs, kneeling so the boy could get a better start.
“Mount me and ride me into that mud right over there, baby, get me all gooey,” she cried out in sexual frustration. That was all the motivation he needed to give it to her.
Aw, hell, Julio thought for a minute, I’ll just go with it, see where it goes...
“Come aaaaaaaawwn hurry it up back there!” Spitfire croaked.
“I apologize, Spitty,” Julio said, “this isn’t something I’m used to, but I think I can make it work.”
“Can you?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
Julio then shimmied in between the mare’s spread haunches, pressed his body against her rear, and gripped the underside with his hands.
This will do nicely, Julio thought. He backed up slid into her fem, placed his hands on her cutie marks, and leaned forward just a hair.
He moved around a little bit, making sure everything was right, but he couldn’t help but muse to himself, “Oh my, she’s hotter than the blast furnaces at Bethany!”
Julio snapped out of his trance when he felt Spitfire get a lot wetter than how she was a while ago – she was gushing – she must have been very desperate…
“Yeah, I feel nice, don’t I?” he heard escape from her lips.
“Yes!”
“Well, my heat isn’t going to satisfy itself,” Spitfire urged, “now take me!” One couldn’t deny the power and irresistibility of a mare in heat, this one being no exception; so with that in mind, he went right into it. He spread his legs apart, flush with his partners’ so he’d have some more oomph behind his thrusts… and oomph he certainly packed.
“Harder! Faster!” she started screaming. As usual, he didn’t forget the clit – he began to push his balls right up next to it to stimulate it.
Then, all of a sudden, Julio leapt right on top of the mare, threw his arms around her chest, and pounded even faster, bumping her uterus several times in the process. She was almost ready to burst.
Julio felt a familiar sensation swell in his groin, signaling that he was about to come. “I’m in the home stretch, big girl!”
“Same here!” the mare squealed. Julio let out a groan and returned his hands to her butt and squeezed tightly, his cum coating her cervix while she herself came. The two began to pant. He took a hand and rubbed her nub to further the sensation.
Once the orgasm slacked off, Julio said, “Can we just lie down like this?”
“Please do…” she lucidly replied. His manhood withdrew on its own accord, spilling love juices out of his partner’s vagina and down her vulva.
“Wow… I’ve never felt this close to a boy before, especially not someone this awesome,” Spitfire testified.
“Oh, thank you, sweetie,” Julio replied.
“I thought I’d let you know that…” she said, “You know, it seems like the only kind of ‘good old boys’ out there like to use girls, but you, my friend, stand out from all the rest. You’re kind, handsome, a gentleman, and a badass motherfucker whenever you need to be – all rolled up into one package… but those idiots? Keep on dreaming, you stupid sons of bitches. They’s jealous…” She yawned, becoming a mite drowsy from her much-needed climax.
“I’m sure they are,” Julio reassured, patting her head in return. She fell asleep shortly after.
Julio was startled out of his slumber. He began to hyperventilate.
“Hi, babes,” the green one lilted.
“Hi there,” he replied, still a bit sleepy. She trotted over and sat next to him. Wanting a response, she licked Julio’s face, and his head turned. He reached around her neck while she leaned her head against him and nuzzled him.
“Come here, baby,” the mare said, “I wanna love you.”
“Okay,” Julio murmured. Lightning Dust claimed the boy’s lips. They rolled around a few times, not once breaking the kiss.
His thoughts drifted to the mares he was with at the moment. Their bodies, strong and muscular, but curvy and supple at the same time; their rumps, so perfectly round and soft; and combined with the rich aroma of ripe love smoldering between their hind legs, they were all intoxicating, irresistible, and unbearable. He felt a sense of empowerment and belonging with satisfying all these mares and receiving love from them, one that he wouldn’t want to trade for anything in the world.
He saw it right there and then: they weren’t meant to simply be friends. This was forever… celestial even.
If only Julio knew sooner that Spitfire and Lightning Dust liked him, longed for him as much as Rainbow Dash liked him, then maybe they wouldn’t have to have taken advantage of him in order to get that across!
But in the end, it all worked out – all three mares were satisfied, Julio finally realized his full potential as well as his purpose – to be a nurturer, not just in this newly-formed herd, but for all the Equestrians who would come to him for guidance and comfort.
~~
Julio, half-dozed, rolled his head over to see the sun setting. Being as beautiful as it is, he thought of sharing this sight with all of his friends.
“Hey, guys, wanna see the sun set?” It’s very beautiful!”
They all turned their heads, noticing the sunset. “Wow, you’re right, baby, this is beautiful,” Rainbow said, amazed. They all watched the sun set until it disappeared below the mountains and over the horizon.
“You’re such a sweet boy,” Spitfire professed, kissing his cheek. “So where do you want to go? Hmm, get pizza, ice cream, where?”
“Wait, you’re not gonna try and seduce me in public, are you?” Julio asked, suspicious. “I’m just curious…”
“Don’t you worry about a thing,” Spitfire replied. “Thanks to your help, our estrous cycles are just about over with save for possibly some post-heat problems, so don’t worry about us making moves in public.”
“Yeah, cause we like you,” Rainbow Dash. “We wouldn’t want to do anything to make you uncomfortable.”
“Well, ain’t that nice,” Julio said.
But after staring at Julio a couple times up and down, she changed her mind on it (since she was his marefriend, after all), and whispered in the green one’s ear: “Then again, maybe I won’t!...” which elicited a giggle out of both of them. Julio chuckled a bit as well.
Back at the apartment that Rainbow Dash and Julio shared, Julio began digging around for something decent to wear for himself as well as the young mares that were courting him. The occasion? They were all going to Top of The World to celebrate their new relationship and the possibility of being consecrated and sealed as a herd!
He plunged head-first into his walk-in closet, eventually picking out a white polo shirt with a “pony-love” symbol over the pocket that he bought for the occasion of him and Rainbow’s two and a half year anniversary, a pair of classy shorts, and a colorful sash, altogether resembling of most young men who live in the coalfields region, even though the trend was less popular back home in Cacciatora.
Once he emerged for the bathroom, Spitfire came up to him with a length of fabric and dropped it in front of him.
“Come with me,” Julio replied. He made a mad dash for the closet, where he found a bunch of sashes, in a box, that he’d used as girdles before. He draped each mare with the fabric and tied a sash at the top. Going down, he tied another sash on top of the flank just before where the fabric came down over their perfect rumps and towards the floor.
“Done.” He stepped back and admired what he’d done.
“This is perfect,” Rainbow said, praising Julio’s handwork.
“Speaking of which,” Julio said, acting on another idea, “do you think that we can match, you know, as a herd?” He made a gesture around his waist that suggested doing almost the same thing with the makeshift dresses as they were sporting; but they all said no (neigh).
“You’d look silly,” Rainbow said. “Now, if this were Lake Sheffield, or Bethany if we were lucky, then it’d be alright, but as far as these mountains, not so much.”
“Oh… then alright…” With that, Julio paid no more mind to the issue, and refocused his thoughts to how all four of them were going to get there in his red pick-up truck.
“That’d be easy,” Lightning Dust said.
“Not exactly…” replied Julio. “If my truck had four doors, you could all just get in. My truck, however, has two doors. The cab only has space for the driver, of course, and one, maybe two passengers, which means that either one or two of you would have to ride in the bed.
“And I’m sure that a police officer would get mighty suspicious if he saw somebody riding in the back of my pickup truck, which, by the way, isn’t the safest way of getting around.”
“Couldn’t we just fly there?” Rainbow Dash asked.
“Fly there… are you fucking kidding me… just look at the dresses, there’s no way that your wings would be able to come out unless I cut holes for that purpose, and I don’t want to do that, because one, you’ve got some fairly expensive fabric on you that I don’t want to ruin, and two we can’t waste any more time on the trivial stuff – we want to have a splendid evening, have dinner and wine, dance a bit, and be happy-happy-happy.”
“I hope this clears up any concerns you have,” Julio concluded.
“But wait, can’t we all ride in the cab?”
“Oh my god,” Julio sighed. “We’ll be like a tin of sardines if we even manage to make that work.”
A feeling of dejection washed over them. Suddenly, an idea emerged in his brain.
“I know a guy,” he said rapidly.
“Say what now?” said Spitfire.
“I know a guy from the hollow over. He’s got a minivan in decent shape that I think we might be able to use.”
“That’s great!” said Rainbow Dash.
“I’ll walk over that way now,” Julio resolved, “and see if we can use it.”
“Good luck,” Spitfire said before she pecked him once on the cheek as he went through the door and downstairs.
Five minutes later, the telephone rang. Rainbow tipped the receiver over and said, “Who is it?”
“It’s me,” said Julio, from the other end, “we can use my friend’s minivan, as long as we don’t scratch it up.”
“Alright!”
“I’ll be right over!” He then hung up.
The drive over was a breeze. But at the last intersection before the restaurant turnoff, some idiot in an Oldsmobile cut him off, causing Julio to slam the brakes as well as piss him off some.
“And just where the hell do you think you’re going in such a hurry? From the way that piece of shit runs, it’s most likely to get your welfare check before the post office closes,” he jeered at the other driver, leading to giggling and chuckling from the passengers. He gets peeved off at people like these who don’t have any sense, especially while driving. He noticed the sign for the restaurant.
“Aaaaaaand we’re here,” Julio proclaimed as they reached the turn-off road. He turned right, went up the hill, and parked the van.
Once they entered, exposed brick and cheap chandeliers greeted them. A waiter showed up almost immediately.
“Greetings, how may I help you today?”
“A table for four, please… on the outside,” Julio answered.
“Certainly, right this way…” They were led to a table on the outside deck overlooking the valleys and mountains off in the distance. If you looked closely enough, you could see Sheffield and Bethany… this place had it all.
They took their seats and began poring over their menus.
“So, do you like it?” Spitfire said after a few minutes.
“Like it? I love it!” Julio said, sweetly. At the same time, Rainbow Dash leaned over the table and began to kiss Julio, not caring who was watching. She crawled under the table, popped out on the other side, and went right back at it. Their eyes lulled shut.
A waitress came up to them. “Excuse me, can I help you?” she said. She attempted not to stare, scribbling away in her notebook and tapping her pencil.
“Uh… yeah, we’re ready to order,” Julio said, backing off a bit. The mare nuzzled into his side and Julio wrapped an arm around her.
“Okay… what would you like?” she implored, still trying not to stare.
“Yeah, can I have the parmesan chicken?” Julio started off. The chicken would be placed in a batter of thickened and whipped-up beer and rolled around in a mixture of panko crumbs, parmesan, and garlic before being grilled over the coal pit. “…with some ham to go along with it?” he added.
“Sure.”
“And they’ll have…” he continued, then stopped, unsure of what the mares wanted. He turned his head. “…eh, I’m not sure what y’all want. She’s asking ‘what would you like?’” he asked.
It turned out that they settled on simply having garden salads.
“Okay, since they’re going to have salads, I guess I’ll have one too, with Italian dressing.”
“Can do.”
“And can we all have Coal Banks blackberry wine?”
“Of course, but I’ll need to see an ID,” she said.
“Alright,” she replied. He pulled out his ID card from his wallet and flashed it at the waitress, who verified it.
“Birth year?”
“1995,” Julio said.
She thought for a second. “Oh, what the hell, I guess so.”
“That’ll do.”
“I’ll be back with your wine in a minute,” she said, and then left.
They talked over the wine for a while before the salads (as well as Julio’s chicken) emerged from the kitchen. The mares dug into their salads almost immediately, while Julio picked through his to get after the bits that he didn’t care for and poured the dressing on top, just the way he liked it.
With half of his salad knocked down, he went to his chicken, cut it up into several pieces, and looked at it.
“Hmm, juicy on the inside, crispy on the outside,” he thought, peering over it. He stabbed a piece to look at it further. “Damn, that looks tasty…” He put it in his mouth and reveled in its flavor.
Or not… “I can taste the parmesan and stuff, but what is that gritty stuff hanging around it?” He couldn’t exactly pinpoint what that was.
“Oh, fuck me…” he groaned. For some reason or another, he tasted coal dust along with everything else he’d tasted. “And you can tell how long it’s been sittin’ there cooking just by looking at the coal dust that’s collected on it,” he mumbled to himself. “…black as my dad’s lungs… good fuckin’ grief.”
Once the waitress came back around a second time, he didn’t hesitate to send the chicken back.
“Can I have the same chicken, but over wood this time? There is coal dirt stuck to this like you wouldn’t believe – it’s literally covered in it,” Julio requested, but in a polite tone of voice to mask his discontentment. He sipped a little wine and munched down some more salad to get the taste of grease and soot out of his mouth.
He pulled the ham towards him. He cut out a great big piece, rolled it up, and put it in his mouth. “Tasty,” he thought. “At least the ham won’t need to be cooked again… it’s actually pretty good.”
Five minutes later, a new plate of chicken came back. “I made sure it was put over the wood this time around,” the waitress assured.
“Thank you,” Julio said. The waitress slipped out of sight.
He tried the chicken; he wanted to make sure the chef got it right this time. Taking a bite, his conscience was proved right – not a speck of coal dust anywhere in sight. He could actually enjoy the juicy, succulent flavor without having to worry about coal dirt. Satisfied, he cut out a strip of ham, wrapped up a piece of the chicken, stuck a toothpick through the whole thing, and ate it.
“You could get a whole ranch sharing platter at Stinky’s when I was just a young’un, with potato wedges, wings, potato skins, chicken bites, dips, and a cocktail to sip…” Julio mused to himself. “Waiters come over, crazy song, fucking big cake, more cocktails…”
Before he knew it, the plate was clean. The waitress came again.
“Would you like any dessert?” she said.
“No thanks, can we just have the check?”
“Certainly,” she said.
She came back with the bill, everything listed on it. It came to $42. His first instinct was to go for the credit card, but he couldn’t find it. Frantically searching for money, he came upon a money order for $50 to be used for “a rainy day”… he didn’t think that that rainy day would be bailing his ass out of possibly washing dishes or having the police called. The food here was delicious, but it sure wasn’t cheap.
~~
Five minutes later, the herd was out the door. Having just had two, possibly three glasses of wine, Julio was feeling quite tipsy and lightheaded. He leaned right next to Rainbow Dash. The alcohol was certainly having an effect on him, so he started fooling around with her plot. He then rubbed the polychromatic mare’s behind. He fantasized about the mare and himself screwing so much that they would make bunnies jealous as he’d ravage her pussy red raw. He shivered and coiled up a bit, making her notice. He let it linger while he started the van and started down the hill toward the main road; his sensual side was desperately begging for release as images of his marefriend consumed him… conjuring up memories of her arousal juices drenching his tongue and coating his throat while she moaned and begged for more. “Oh yes…”
As that lascivious, voluptuous, salacious thought ran through his head, he shuddered; he thought of taking Rainbow Dash to heaven and back once again, and that feeling was coming on strong.
“Let’s get out of here,” Rainbow Dash said, suggestively pointing to a dead end road at the bottom of the mountain. He slammed down on the brakes hard and turned.
At the end of that road, there was a red gate and a small turn-around. Julio pulled the minivan around and parked it.
Almost immediately, Rainbow threw her hooves around him and kissed him with an undeniable amount of passion. He then locked all the doors and jumped in the trunk, with the mare following. She kissed him again, holding him in a vice-like grip. They couldn’t keep their hands (and hooves) off each other as they caressed.
Julio carefully undid the bows on Rainbow’s dress before she shook it off. While the mare was staring, he launched into a striptease of-sorts: he slowly unbuttoned and took off his polo shirt before tossing it aside; he unzipped his shorts and took them off with finesse; he then finally peeled off his boxers and set them down. The other two mares in the car were blown away by what was unfolding…
Rainbow then crawled up to him, turned around, and showed off her…
“Panties?”
“Yeah. Do you like it?”
“How’d you manage to get those things on? I didn’t think you were feminine enough to even consider putting on a pair…”
“I wore it just for tonight.”
“Alright!” With that, Julio moved his hands towards her plot and started stroking about it. “Sweet… it looks pretty damn sexy… You’ve really outdone yourself this time.”
“I have? Let’s see if I can take it a bit further…”
Rainbow spread her legs ever so slightly and rubbed her plot seductively up the boy’s naked body. She stopped at his head and whispered:
“Hey Jules, my kitty needs love too…”
With his tongue, he made a wet spot on the mare’s panties and blew on it. Shaking in rapturous, unabashed pleasure, she begged of Julio: “Take ‘em off, take ‘em off, take ‘em off!”
He promptly grasped the waistband and pulled it down past her tail and down her toned flank to reveal her soft, plush, tender, inviting, irresistible, life giving filly parts… leaking and dripping like crazy! He gave in to his desires, spread her nether lips, and kissed her sensitive clitoris, to which Rainbow Dash squealed in pleasure.
“Wow, it’s like you read my mind,” she said.
“It’s no big deal for me,” said Julio. “Now can you roll over for me?”
“Absolutely,” said the mare.
And there it was – Rainbow Dash’s own femininity, calling on Julio to stimulate.
“Well? Go on,” she breathily pleaded, wanting to keep this going.
Julio dived right in, running his tongue over the vaginal opening and smaller lips, then towards her clitoris.
“Wait, wait, wait, don’t suck on it, just lick it,” she told him after he got a bit too rough; he simply licked and used those dexterous fingers of his to please her…
“Ohh… yes… yes!” she groaned and called out as she came. She pulled Julio on top of him and kissed him everywhere.
“Jules,” using the new nickname Rainbow made up for him, “I’ve never wanted you so badly in my life…”
He was still very excited and was shaking; anticipating what was going to happen next.
Suddenly, Rainbow picked Julio up and put him up against the side of the van. She spread her legs, moved her tail aside, and said:
“Look at my pussy, how wet… and hot… and soft… and open… and irresistible it’s gotten. Look at that…” His hands went to his cock almost instantly.
“I want you to take me… I want you to fuck me and make me your mare. And on top of that, you’re my loving and obedient stallion and you’ll do whatever I ask of you.” Mind Blank.
“Come oooooon…”
Piss on it, I’m going in! He immediately got on his knees, spread his legs apart to assume a stance, and grabbed his dick. He shivered slightly.
“You look so tantalizing,” Julio moaned.
“Are you going to stick it in or not? ” Rainbow Dash insisted. Julio nodded, as if to say ‘yes’.
“Well then, do it, ” the mare insisted.
Julio didn’t waste any more time; he lined his cock up with her sopping wet pussy. He then spit on the cock for added lubrication. He slid the cock inside, parting her lips as her pussy eagerly took it in. Once he settled down, he started moving it in and out with some guidance:
“Take it slow this time… there you go… don’t rush it, I wanna feel everything. ”
“That’s it, that’s perfect, keep going just like that.”
Then, all of a sudden, a sharp moan erupted from Rainbow’s muzzle, making him stop. He pulled out of her dripping snatch.
“You do know that’s a sweet spot, right?”
Damn!
“I’m sorry, I was just startled, so I apologize,” Julio quickly said. He was scared of somebody walking in on their lovemaking.
“Let’s get back to it, shall we?”
“Yes,” he said, penetrating her again in the same stance as before.
The mare’s love juices were already glazing Julio’s cock, which was being buried to the hilt as it pushed against the back of her love canal. The boy’s orgasm was starting to build deep inside him. Rainbow was close too.
Julio then grabbed her plot with both his hands and started rocking it back and forth in time with their thrusting. By this time, she was already leaking enough girl juice to allow the cock to rut her without much effort. He started going faster, going by Rainbow’s direction.
“Rut me harder!” she called out, teetering on the edge. He was also grinding against her clit, just like on the rock.
The sensations became too much for Rainbow. With a cry of utter ecstasy, she came – HARD. Her pussy clamped down on Julio’s manhood much like a vice as it pulled him in ever deeper. Julio’s dam busted as well, spurt after spurt of cum coating her insides, prolonging her orgasm as a result. Fantastic…
As the passion of the moment died down, Julio pulled out, going slowly so his partner could feel every last inch slide out. Once the glans popped out, he massaged her trembling body to calm her down from the intense rutting. The two crawled into an embrace in the back of the van, not knowing that Spitfire and Lightning Dust had watched them the entire time.
As they settled down, a train could be heard in the gully below, chugging along and bell ringing, as it approached the nearby crossing. The sheer blasting of the horn was enough to startle Julio awake.
“Bloody hell,” he started murmuring, “we’re gonna be late for school!” He was crawling over all the seats.
“Tomorrow’s Saturday, silly!” Spitfire reminded him. “And the night is still quite young!”
“Oh, then alright,” Julio groggily replied.
She thought about making out with him right then and there.
“Boy, am I exhausted,” Julio continued as he stumbled back over to the cyan mare snoozing in the back of the van.
Someone remind me to return this van the next time I wake up, Julio silently thought. He wriggled his way back into Rainbow’s embrace, letting the combined sound of the train chugging alongside and their collective heartbeats lull them back to sleep. And they cuddled and snuggled all night…
Author's Note
FINALLY, THE CONCLUSION TO CHAPTER FOUR IS DONE!!!
The last chapter (Chapter Five) is coming soon, and I promise to not take four or five months to write it!
Take care,
~Sparkle Fire~
High school graduation... the end of one life and the beginning of another. The night where four years of hard work, perseverance, good grades, and counting down the days pay off. Where longtime friends soak up their high school memories before taking on the world as young adults. The night where dreams come true with every necessary bit of pomp and circumstance.... graduation.
Julio became a combination of excited, anxious, and terrified at the thought of graduation. The intoxication of every one of these emotions shook him to the core.
~~~
In the weeks and days leading up to graduation, Rainbow Dash, Julio, and the rest of the gang went hog-wild - cutting afternoon classes, having lunches and picnics, and going to various restaurants, bars and pubs with Spitfire, Lightning Dust, and their friends as well as Julio's band friends. Other times, the two would go to a random place for the sole purpose of having hot, rough, and steamy sex for a time.
In the week leading up to graduation, Rainbow Dash and Julio had dinner at a café downtown, went to see a soccer game in Sheffield, went to the zoo, and going places with friends of theirs.
But the night just before graduation, the collective Edison-Armstrong's high school senior population threw a party that would rival May Day or even New Year's. The alcohol flowed freely throughout town; the stores all ran out of condoms, lighters, and fireworks; an exhilarating ambience circulated throughout the hollows and hills of coal country.
Most of the seniors went to a house party at a house just outside of Gaston, in the hills, but Rainbow insisted that Julio stay in town with the herd and some of their closest friends and have a party of their own, so they did. And by seven o'clock, the gang was all there. There was an arrangement set up on the counter, with vegetable and meat platters from the store and pizzas from Tony's. The guests would have to bring their own drinks, with the exception of the sizable stash of wine and liquor stored on the very tops of the cupboards retrieved only for special occasions.
Once the platters and pizza were, for the most part, cleaned off, and rounds of ginger ale and mugs of root beer were thoroughly imbibed, it was time to sit back, relax, and take a look back on their high school years. Rainbow put on some music to enhance the mood.
The story-telling and memory banking continued for about an hour and a half while the more rowdy celebrations went on outside.
Julio followed Rainbow Dash to the window facing the street. The pair made memories while standing at that window that would last a lifetime... from their first kiss when the place was still an attic, to Julio's many calm-down sessions, especially during his junior year when a girl in his class claimed that she got pregnant with his baby... This one spot held them all. The mare moved his muzzle towards his lips and kissed them.
"Looking forward to graduation?" Rainbow asked.
"Yea, I sure am," Julio replied. The pair went back to kissing. Rainbow maneuvered her hoof behind her human stallion's head and stroked up and down his neck.
"You know I'll have to go back home after graduation sometime, right?"
"Back to Equestria?"
"Yep, and I think Spitfire as well..."
"Damn..." Julio grumbled under his breath. "At least we still have all of June and July..."
"I might be leaving June 26," Rainbow said, causing Julio to back off a bit. He backed into the corner.
"Was it something I said?"
Julio said nothing.
A minute or so later, Spitfire showed up at his side and nuzzled him.
"What's wrong?"
"You're going back to Equestria, are you? Like the rest of them," Julio said forlornly.
"I don't have to go back until sometime in August," Spitfire said.
A smidgen of relief washed over him. "What about LD?"
"I don't know if she's going back or not."
"So why do you go back to Equestria then?!"
"Calm down, and I'll explain..."
Julio listened intently.
"We only came to Equestria on a study-abroad program. We come over here as exchange students, go to school just like you, then go to college or wherever once we graduate. For example, a friend of mine graduated in the class above you, and is now going to Canterlot University.
"Most of us either come here starting in the eighth or ninth grade. We study throughout high school, then after we graduate, we can either go back to Equestria or obtain citizenship to stay here. Rainbow Dash is planning on joining the Wonderbolts back in Equestria, so she'll be going back. I'm a member of the Wonderbolts, but I can go back in August, since we're not needed until then. I think Lightning Dust is planning on joining the Equestrian RAF, but she has to get a college degree first. She may not go back until the fall..."
"So where does that leave me?" Julio asked.
"RD, come here for a minute."
Rainbow Dash trotted over to the pair. "What's wrong?"
"He's just a bit disappointed that we're all leaving him."
"Aww..." Rainbow cooed softly. "You're gonna miss everybody?"
Julio continued to say nothing as she nuzzled his side.
"You're all leaving without me. Are you insane?"
"You can always go to college with us, if that's what you want."
Julio stared. "Really?"
"I'm serious. We can start applying as soon as you graduate... to Canterlot Academy, Canterlot University, Manehattan Institute, Clydesville Institute, Fillydelphia Arts, Morin IU, Eberly IU, Berkshire IU, Everest IU, Goff, any of the polytechnics... as soon as you graduate," Rainbow Dash pleaded with him.
"Do this... for me. For all of us," Spitfire insisted.
After contemplating for what seemed like an eternity and a half, Julio made a decision.
"I'll consider it."
"You will? You mean it?" Rainbow asked.
"Yes." Resounding cheers all around.
"I swear, this will be a wonderful opportunity to expand your horizons. Just think about what you can accomplish..." said an exuberant Spitfire.
"Yes... my accomplishments."
Happy with the decision, the gang went back to their couch, thirsty for more to drink. Rainbow was the first to inquire.
"Hey, remember that little get-together we had just before Hearth's Warming [Christmas]?"
"I still have that bottle of mulled wine that we saved, or I might have some beer in the fridge."
"Know where it is?"
"While we're on the subject of drinks here, I'm in the mood for a martini," Spitfire said with an exaggerated upper-crust accent.
"A martini?"
"A martini."
"Well, you'll just have to look somewhere else, because I don't have any martinis to speak of," Julio replied, to which Spitfire 'sulked'.
"So, are there any good schools you may want to go to?" Lightning Dust asked.
"Definitely somewhere small," Julio said. "I don't want to get lost, especially if it's a place I've never been."
This conversation continued for an hour until the last few slow songs played over Julio's speakers, signaling that it was almost time to leave.
The mood winded down, and with every attendant tuckered out, the members of the senior class gathered inside said their last goodbyes, for this was the next-to-last time that they would be seeing each other as a class .
~~~
Once the party mess was all cleaned up and taken to the curb for the rubbish men to pick up, Rainbow Dash and Julio were in the living room, snuggling and partaking in mulled wine.
"Hard to believe it's already here," Rainbow said, flabbergasted. "Where did all that time go?"
"Beats me... it really flies when you're having fun."
"It sure does." Rainbow Dash said.
After taking a sip of his wine, Julio entertained another thought.
"What do you remember most about these past few years?"
"The picnic on the hill," Rainbow recalled. "I'll never forget that. What about you, Jules?"
"Let's see..." Julio started, diving headfirst into his memory bank. "My freshman year, it had to be the blue Buick incident as well as having to lecture the school cooks about my G.I. issue. Sophomore year, definitely had to be the time someone drew a dick on my locker."
Rainbow laughed at that memory. "You literally insisted on grabbing a sponge and soap from the janitors' closet because you were so furious."
"Junior year," Julio continued, "was when I took my mom's necklace by mistake instead of the one we bought for prom..."
"That one you bought from the flea market... yeah, I remember it..."
"But when it comes to senior year, my biggest memory will probably be going all the way with you."
"Why, you tease!"
"It's true," Julio said with finality in his voice. "Going all the way with you is a milestone that I will remember most about high school... when I look back and remember your name fifty years from now."
"Maybe when you remember my name fifty years from now, it'll be because I am your very, very special somepony," Rainbow Dash said.
"Or my spouse - one of the two," Julio retorted playfully.
The pair finished their wine, put the glasses in the sink, brushed their teeth, performed their specific nighttime rituals, and retired to bed.
"Night," said Julio.
"Night," Rainbow said back.
~~~
At 6 a.m. sharp, the mare was already out of bed, raring to get to breakfast.
"Up and at 'em, Jules!" Rainbow Dash said, waking her buddy. "We don't want to be late for senior breakfast."
Julio simply rolled out of bed, stood up, and stumbled towards the bathroom.
"Let's get dressed, preferably in something decent, but not so much that it's as though we're going to meet the governor and such," Rainbow continued.
"Alright, fine, I'll dig out one of my polo shirts and a pair of cargo shorts," Julio mumbled, still half-asleep.
"Well, hurry it up, we still have to brush our teeth, shower, and all that other stuff."
"Can we at least get a cup of coffee on the way there?" Julio asked.
"Fine," Rainbow exasperatedly replied.
Thirty-five minutes later, the pair were, by all means, ready to make tracks. The only thing left was to get dressed - Julio in a polo shirt and cargo pants, his signature outfit, and Rainbow in a white short-cut dress and one of the sun hats that her mate had bought for her - then flip out the lights, lock the door, and set off for senior breakfast.
The breakfast was held in the local Chez Mondo's banquet room. Once they got there, the doors into the large room were opened for them. The room was trimmed in pink, white, and blue - the school's colors - and tables were set for them.
Once the pair retrieved their breakfasts, the employee graciously pulled their chairs out for them. The pair each got one stack of pancakes with some delicious (albeit a bit sticky) maple syrup, but that's where the similarities ended. Rainbow had a generous bowl of fruit and some pastries, while Julio helped himself to a pile of various breads, such as croissants, pieces of toast, danishes, bagels, and sweet cakes teamed up with a mug of piping hot breakfast tea with a pinch of sugar - all gratis.
Julio picked up a few pieces of pancake and crammed them into his mouth. "Mmm, it's good," he complimented of the light and fluffy texture. He sent a swig of the tea down his throat to chase it.
Once breakfast was done, Julio and Rainbow tossed their dishes into a suds bucket to be sent off to the kitchen. He was just about to grab his hat when Mr. Flores walked up beside him and said hello.
"Hey there, Mr. Flores...!" replied Julio.
"Wow, it seems like it was yesterday that you walked through the front doors and now you're graduating high school, getting ready to go to college... do you know where you're going to?"
"I sent applications to over thirty schools - I'm sure that I'll get accepted into at least one of them."
"Thirty schools? Oh my!"
"I know - I was surprised too!..." Julio exclaimed, "especially because some of these schools only want the cream of the crop in their ranks."
It was then that Mr. Flores clasped Julio in a fond farewell to give some last minute advice.
"Julio, the principals are about to make a speech, so I think we need to make our way back. But I just want you to know that no matter where you end up going, don't live down to expectations. Go out there and do something remarkable. ."(Wendy Wasserstein)
"I certainly will, Mr. Flores."
"That's good to know, because I know you can do amazing things. I've seen you truly stand up for yourself and really break out of your shell since you've been at the high school. You are a remarkable young man. Never forget it."
Julio's eyes began to well up, not with tears, but with liquid pride.
"Thanks, Mr. Flores. I can say the same thing about you..."
The pair split and went their separate ways. Then all of a sudden, Julio started to feel a bit ragged.
"Are you okay there, bud?" Rainbow asked of him as he walked up.
"I'm worked up... already."
"Maybe we need to get some fresh air, to get the edge off."
"I still need more tea."
"You've already had two or three mugs, and that alone should be enough."
"But I'm not even close to 'cooled off' yet, it's only my first mug..." Julio continued.
"After graduation practice," Rainbow assured calmly. "And look on the bright side here, we're graduating tonight, and after that, we're set for life..."
Author's Note
And so we come into the home stretch...
Also, so you won't be alarmed, I am thinking about putting this story to the aside for the time being. The reason is that I have a few story lines that I am itching to develop...
One is a Shining Armor - Princess Cadence - Flash Sentry - "Great Leader" storyline that was inspired by "They're Hanging Me Tonight" by BRBrony9 and expanded from there.
At the moment, I'm trying to figure out which one would be best but I don't know at this point...
~ Sparkle Fire ~
