Boom's thoughts were interrupted by the faint sound of running water. He sauntered over to the source of the noise, not sure what to expect. He came to a little building on the outskirts of Ponyville. It was white and round, and had a little black roof, which was also round. He crept around to the entrance of the building. He looked inside carefully. He didn't see anyone. The inside was tiled pretty much everywhere. There were a few hooks at muzzle level, which Boom guessed were for bags. There was only one there. Being new here, he didn't know who's bag it was. He softly walked inside, careful not to make noise with his hooves. There wasn't much in here, but it was definitely the source of the noise. Boom could just see a shower head from his position. He guessed it was a public shower. He giggled silently to himself, remembering all his other experiences with public showers. He was about to leave whoever it was alone, when he spotted a hole in the wall. "Oh crap." Boom thought to himself. His mind was going crazy, driving him towards the hole. "Curiosity killed the cat..." he stepped closer. "Curiosity killed the cat...!" He inched ever so closer to the hole. "CURIOSITY KILLED THE BLOODY CAT!" He yelled mentally at himself, before giving up and looking through the hole. What he was greeted with was treat indeed.

Boom gasped silently to himself. What he saw was a big, red stallion massaging his stomach, sighing contently. The position he was in gave Boom a full view of his equipment. He felt something stir down below. "Oh god, not now..." He thought to himself. "Not now!" But it was too late. He looked down to see his member slide out of it's sheath. He swore furiously under his breath before looking through the hole again. What a sight it was... "Fine." Boom reasoned to himself. "Just this once." He sat down in a more comfortable position, and began stroking himself gently. He tried hard to stifle his little gasps and moans of pleasure. He peeked through the hole from time to time, still gently stroking himself.

Mac continued to rub his body, all the stress and aches getting washed away. He sighed again, washing his crotch. Big Mac thought to himself. "It's been a while since I've done anything..." He considered the possibilities. No-one really used this place any more, did they...? If they did, it'd be very hard to hide... it was a tough decision. Or it was. Big Mac was mulling over what to do when he heard a faint: clop... clop... clop... Big Mac froze up.