The sun glared down at me, making me sweat until my pelt was soaked and I was offensive even to myself. And I sure love me some stallion smells, let me tell you.

Stealth ain’t exactly a strength of mine, so avoiding detection meant swinging all the way to the West around town, away from the farm, with an extra little jog into the woods to avoid the schoolhouse. So I had plenty of time to think about what I was fixing to do.

Here I was, ashamed of cheating on Cheerilee with Caramel, and ashamed of lovin’ Caramel and not tellin’ him, but unless I seriously mistook Rainbow’s intentions, I was about to cheat on both ‘a them with a couple of mares I didn’t even care for. Why? Well, I was angry. I was furious at Caramel for marrying somebody else. I was mad at Cheerilee for not puttin’ out. I was mad at Twilight for all the liquid shame. I was mad at Rainbow and Fluttershy for spyin’ on me. I was mad at me for thinkin’ with my dick all the time, and I was mad at AJ for… I dunno, for bein’ a good sister by tryin’ to take care of me without interfering in my life too much. It wasn’t terribly rational.

Then I was mad at myself all over again for being so wrapped up in my own thoughts I wasn’t payin’ attention to what was around me.

“Macintosh?”

Oh, fuck me sideways. “Cheerilee.” I dropped Smarty Pants from my mouth, and casually kicked the doll behind me in the brush. I’d followed a path without thinkin’, and here I was on a rise with nothing but scattered trees between me and the school. So I was totally visible to everybody, but still looked like I was tryin’ to get away with something. I told you I was no good at stealth.

“Is it true, what people are saying?” Cheerilee was trembling as she spoke. “That you’ve been down ever since Caramel left to get married?”

“Eyup.” Word travels fast. Figure Apple Bloom’s been blabbing, most likely. Somebody else to be mad at.

“And why is that, Macintosh? Don’t think I haven’t heard the rumors about you and him. Please, please tell me they aren’t true.”

I just stared at the ground and shuffled my hoof.

“How could you?” Her voice was cracking. “What am I to you? A beard? Is that what I am?”

“No! I love you. I just… I needed to…” I couldn’t say it. All my rationalizations sounded so stupid, now. I have urges. I’m a healthy stallion. I wanted foals. Like Cheerilee was nothing but a foal machine. Like nobody else’s feelings mattered by mine.

“You just needed to make a fool of me? Well, congratulations, then!” And she slapped me, right across the jaw, and ran back to her schoolhouse crying.

I ran, too. Now, exactly where the Everfree Forest begins and ends is open to a certain amount of debate, but I gave it my best guess and pounded straight in. Branches and brambles scored my hide, but I barely noticed. I was hoping I’d get lost and run into a timber wolf or a basilisk or fall in a ditch and die, but no such luck. I’ve been all around these woods since I was a colt, and even if I’m not paying attention, my hooves knew right where to carry me. Soon enough I burst out of the thickets and into the open woods around Fluttershy’s cabin.

It was about then that I realized I’d left Smarty Pants behind. I shook my head sadly. I couldn’t even do right by a damn doll.

The door was unlocked. They hadn’t waited for me — they were sitting on the couch, slinky filly legs all tangled around each other and tongues in each other’s mouths.

I hadn’t been wrong about why they asked me over.

I had to admit, whether I liked them or not, they were some fine mares. Both skinnier than I usually go for, but damn. Fluttershy was basically all legs and butt, with a long, graceful neck, a slender, gently rounded barrel and delicate, feminine features. Rainbow was all bone and muscle, like a small, slim stallion, except for a slight but sweet bit of padding around her belly and plot. They stank with the sweet, pungent scent of filly lust, even from all the way across the room. They clearly liked each other a lot.

Fluttershy squeaked and broke the kiss as I plowed through the door, and dived behind the couch. Rainbow wasn’t as observant. “Fluttershy! What is it this time, did the wind change too fast?” She moaned petulantly, wiping the other mare’s spit from her plump lower lip. Then she noticed me and grinned. “Oh. It’s you. Finally.”

“It’s a long walk.” I stepped in and kicked the door closed behind me. “Now, what was all this about?”

Fluttershy poked her eyes up over the edge of the couch. “Rainbow wants us to fuck you.”

“What?” I rumbled, a little startled by the yellow one using that kind of language. She’d always seemed so sweet. “What’s the catch?”

Rainbow lay back along the couch, arching out her back. She slid her hoof languidly over the lower curve of her barrel, rolling it gently against her nipples and the top of her pussy. “No catch. No strings attached. Just the three of us, exploring each other’s bodies and broadening our sexual horizons.”

“Nope.” I wasn’t convinced.

Rainbow shrugged. “You seemed like you needed some cheering up.”

“She’s lying,” said Fluttershy, lifting her head over the edge of the couch. “She made a bet.”

Rainbow flapped up into the air, and chucked a throw pillow at Fluttershy’s head. “Ixnay the etbay, Utterslutflay!”

Fluttershy put her hooves up over her head. “Please don’t call me that. Also ouch.” She turned to me. “Rainbow made a bet with Lightning Dust over which one of them could find the stallion with the biggest…” She waggled a hoof in front of the middle of her chest.

Rainbow flapped languidly over to me. “All right, it’s true. Rumor has it you’re one of the biggest in the land, but you’re taken several times over, so I haven’t been able to confirm.” She rubbed her hooves together and grinned wickedly. “But if you’re gonna be back on the market…”

I looked over at Fluttershy in bemusement. “And you’re goin’ along with this?”

Fluttershy shrugged. “They need an impartial observer, to keep records.” She blushed. “Also, there is no denying that I love the dick.”

I started towards the couch. I was still rank, but I wasn’t gonna do ’em the courtesy of washing up. “Well, it’s your lucky day. Ain’t no strings on me.” I pulled up my legs onto the couch, and Rainbow sat down next to me. She ran her little hooves over my chest, digging them roughly through my thick, sweaty fur. She nuzzled up against my chest, and inhaled deeply, shuddering as she did. Apparently she liked the stallion smells even more than I did.

I leaned down to kiss her.

Rainbow shook her head, and bopped my face away with her hoof. “Unh uh. No kissing. Makes it weird.”

“Eyup.” I went for her throat, instead, and she didn’t seem to mind. I dug my teeth into her fur, pulling in a bit of skin as well.

“Ungh. Yeah. Do it again,” she gasped, and I did. She’d be feeling these bites for a while. She arched her neck back, and I ran my tongue along it, feeling the delicate trembling of her airway beneath her skin. Her haunches slid forward, and her barrel pressed up against the shaft of my cock. “Oh, yeah. That’s nice and big. Nice and hard. Quick, Fluttershy, get the tape measure.”

I snorted with anger, and scooted back away from her across the couch. Rainbow Dash sat up in alarm. “What? Where are you going?”

I just put a hoof protectively over the shaft of my rapidly softening cock, and glared at her. “Stallions have feelings, too.”

Rainbow Dash facehoofed. “You were supposed to be rugged. You were supposed to this great, lumbering, manly thing. And now you’re getting floppy? Because of feelings?”

“Well, you are sort of objectifying him.” Fluttershy flapped down from upstairs with a tape measure wrapped around her neck like a scarf. “And not in a fun way.”

Rainbow ignored her. “Aren’t you the least bit curious how big it is?”

“Nope.” I’d cared when I was a colt, first comin’ into his growth. But when it became clear that I was much better endowed than any of the other colts I knew (and I had checked, thoroughly) I stopped caring. I mean, my cutie mark’s a giant apple, full of seeds. What else did I need to know?

Fluttershy had wriggled up against the couch and was nuzzling my balls. And here I was thinking she and I didn’t have anything in common. I gasped, and pushed my hooves through her mane, holding her in place as she pushed her tongue up under lefty, and cradled it in her mouth, sucking and nibbling at the short-furred skin of my sack. She opened her mouth, and slowly slid my nut inside her mouth. Her sharp little teeth began to press into the tender flesh, and I tugged back anxiously on her mane.

“Nope.”

She nodded, and pulled back a little, content with licking. She pushed her cute little nose across my sack and under my balls, nosing at my taint and the curve of my ass. She kept her eyes closed the whole time — not keen on eye contact, this little one. I leaned my head back, feeling my short mane fall over the back of the couch, and relaxed into her ball job. Soon I felt Rainbow’s little hooves moving gently over the shaft of my cock. Rubbing from base to tip, carefully circling the flare…

“You don’t disappoint, Big Guy. I think we might have a winner!” I glanced down to see Rainbow unwrapping the tape measure from around the end of my dick. “Y’ ain’t done, are you?” All right, I was pretty relieved I measured up. I might’ve been more worried than I let on about it.

Rainbow Dash shook her head, picking up a little black notebook and poking Fluttershy in the ear with it. “Nope. We’ve gotta fuck you now. That’s part of the bet. Just as soon as Flutterslut there takes down your measurements.”

I pushed Rainbow’s arm away from the other mare. “No, you take ’em down. I like what she’s doing.” Fluttershy lifted her head to smirk at Rainbow, and then wriggled her little nose down between my cheeks to lap at my ponut. My thighs shivered. She was a nasty little thing, wasn’t she?

Rainbow grunted, and took a few minutes to make notes in the book, while I lifted a hind leg and scooted my ass forward so Fluttershy could get better access to my plothole. She moaned and shivered, her plump little plot jiggling. I felt her run her tongue around the muscular ring of my anus, then over the pucker, then right inside. I arched up on my back hooves, groaning in pleasure and surprise.

Rainbow laughed. “Yeah, Flutterslut’s a little fire cracker. I almost jumped through the roof the first time she did that to me.” She socked me in the shoulder. “These chicks with low self esteem, am I right?”

I grunted. I didn’t know much about that kind of girl. Rainbow turned her attention to my cock, nuzzling at the side of the shaft, kissing softly up until she reached the head. She ran her mouth around the flat end, and tried to press it past her full lips. I watched in fascination as she tilted her head to the left, and then to the right, drooling on my proud flesh, but try as she might, she couldn’t get in inside.

“You’re more than a mouthful, Big Guy. Hey, Flutterslut, you wanna give this a try?”

“If you need me to. And don’t call me that.” Fluttershy ran her hooves gently over the insides of my thighs, tracing the lines of the big muscles, and began to slowly pull herself up my body, licking the whole way. She ran her tongue over my balls, deliberately tousling the fur of my nutsack, and then slowly soaked the underside of the shaft with her spit. Rainbow was still at the top, drooling spit all over the head so that it dripped over the edge and down onto Fluttershy’s nose and pretty pink mane.

I reached up under Fluttershy to pull her into my lap, hoof cradling the curve of her small, plump cheek. I wrapped my other arm around Rainbow, pushing my hoof up under her tail, and savoring the differences between the two mares’ rumps. Rainbow’s was tight and sculpted, feminine only to the extent that she couldn’t make it any less so. Fluttershy’s was soft, yielding, and delicate. Both of them moaned and giggled from being touched there. I pushed in between both their legs from behind, mashing my hooves against their soft, dripping pussies.

Now this wasn’t the first time I’d been with two other ponies at once. Apple family reunions can get pretty wild, once the foals are in bed and the apple brandy comes out. Never close cousins, mind you. Just, you know, not so close cousins. And the occasionally not so not so close cousin. And Braeburn. Maybe Braeburn once or twice. Okay, maybe Braeburn every single year. Anyway, my point is, I was pretty experienced at this kind of thing. But it never got old.

Rainbow and Fluttershy were making out with each other around the head of my cock, chests pressed in against the shaft, hooves roving each other’s flanks and sides. They were close enough together that I found if I shifted by hips, I had a pretty nice tunnel to fuck. I shuddered, and began to buck faster, grinding against them, shoving my flare up into their faces. Chest fucking them felt amazing, so I was pretty disappointed when Fluttershy bolted behind the arm of the couch, and Rainbow hopped up to sit on my chest. “Easy there, timber wolf.”

“Sorry,” I mumbled. “Too rough?”

“Just worried about Flutterslut, is all,” said Rainbow, straddling me, hoof resting on her chin. “But clearly we gotta get you inside us somehow. Oral isn’t going to work out for us, unless Fluttershy’s snakes have taught her how to unhinge her jaw.”

Fluttershy poked her head up from the edge of the couch, and shook it sadly. “We’re still working on that.”

Rainbow flapped up into the air, hovering so that she could compare my dick and her impossibly slim body. “Vaginal isn’t going to cut it either. With this much of a size difference, there could be significant tearing, and that’s no fun.” Fluttershy squeaked, and slid down so only her eyes were poking over the arm of the couch. Her shoulders shifted as though she were covering her pussy with her hooves. “But anal could work,” Rainbow continued, “if we lubricate well enough. The tissues down there are much more elastic, especially in a couple of fit young fillies like ourselves. Am I right, Flutterslut?”

Fluttershy made another squeak — a happy one, this time — said, “Don’t call me that, please,” and skipped over to a nearby closet, singing “mommy’s gonna get analed, mommy’s gonna get analed,” softly to herself.

Mommy?

Rainbow Dash grinned at me. “You don’t mind anal, do you pal?”

“Nope.”

“Didn’t think you would, you old fudgepacker.” Rainbow Dash flapped down to the ground, and turned away from me, short shaggy tail flapping up, and waggled her pert little ass at me. “Let’s keep you warmed up, pal. Come over here and get your grind on.”

I stepped up over her. The size different was a little awkward — she was just tall enough that I couldn’t stand completely over her, but not big and sturdy enough that I could put my full weight on her, either. But we needed full body contact for what we wanted to do, so I wound up leaning a little to one side, one forehoof on the ground, the other cocked up in the air next to her chest. I rumbled excitedly as I felt her back and her ass cheeks gliding against my cock. That soft, short blue fur was so smooth against my dick. I moaned, and pushed forward, pressing down against her. I could feel her knees start to buckle, then stiffen, pressing her wiry little body up against my hulking mass. I shoved harder, impressed with how well she stood up to me, in spite of her smaller size. I pressed forward until my balls were resting just above the root of her tail, and my flare bumped the base of her mane. My dick was almost as long as her whole barrel!

We stood like that for a while, sweating together, each grunting softly as I dry humped Rainbow’s back, feeling her move against me slow and sweet while my hips pumped. I leaned down, and rubbed my muzzle gently against hers. “You like this, Little Mare?”

“Not as much as I think I’m gonna like having you up my ass, Big Guy.”

“Pardon me! Excuse me!” Fluttershy wormed her way in between us, pushing a bucket of familiar-looking translucent goo in front of her.

I plopped down on my ass, and she just tilted the bucket over it, pouring out so much lube that it puddled up on my balls and the hardwood floor. “Twilight makes that stuff for you, too?”

Fluttershy nodded, and moved in to rub the lube into my shaft with her face and hooves. “Oh, yes. She makes it for all the ponies in town who tell her they’re into ‘animal husbandry’.” She made scare quotes with her sticky, dripping hooves.

Rainbow chuckled. “I don’t think she realizes what most ponies use it for.”

Fluttershy’s face fur and the front of her mane were matted with goo, and little strands connected her and my dick as she pulled away to nuzzle at Rainbow’s puckered ring, sliming it up with the goo on her face. Rainbow shivered, and kneeled down on her front legs. “My body… my body is ready,” she moaned, lashing her tail.

I suddenly felt apprehensive. “Now, you girls are clean, right? And you ain’t in heat?”

“Do I smell like I’m in heat? Get in my ass, you big sexy idiot.”

I grinned toothily, and stepped forward, flare bumping hard against Rainbow’s backdoor. It felt like a hopeless case, at first, but Fluttershy carefully held me in place, and I just kept pushing in steady, insistent thrusts, until Rainbow finally managed to push back onto me, and I was inside, my flare spreading out to lock me in. I took it slow, careful not to hurt her — she was unbelievably tight, and I know how delicate even stallions can be, back there. I’d thrust, and pause, and pull back, and thrust again, losing myself in the silky, punishingly tight grip of her ass.

“Is that all you’ve got?” moaned Rainbow, wrenching herself back against me in desperate, frustrated little humps.

“What?”

“I’ve gotten more satisfying ass poundings from my doctor’s thermometer.”

“It’s a pretty big thermometer, though,” offered Fluttershy, apparently trying to save my feelings.

Rainbow snarled, “I want it so hard and deep your cum shoots out my mouth. I know you got it in you, Big Guy. You’re not playing sissy games with your little coltcuddler pals. Rainbow Dash is a real mare, you got it?”

My nostrils flared. My heart hammered. Did she she want it hard? I’d give it to her hard. It wasn’t any of my business if she never walked again. I have got some pretty solid muscle underneath all the haypies on my ass, and I cranked it all back, and drove forward, grinding my barrel against her back, hammering her face and chest against Fluttershy’s floor.

She stamped a forehoof. “Buck yeah! That’s more like it! Get it up in there, pencil dick!”

Some people have a way of pissing you off. Even if while they’re giving you one of the finest things in life. I ain’t proud that I lost control a little. My hips still churning and flexing, I leaned down and grabbed her ear in my teeth, and not gently. Fluttershy scooted back in alarm as I half fucked, half dragged the other mare across her floor, until her face was pressed up against the wall. Then I really let go.

I bore down into her, our bodies making slapping, squelching noises as I hove in and out of her wide-stretched ponut, my legs trembling. Sweat rolled down both of our bodies, slicking down our fur, the smell mixing with the smell of lust and anal sex. Her head thumped satisfyingly against the wall, making the same hollow sound Caramel’s had. “Oh, yeah, you big…” thump “bucking…” thump “asshole.” thump “That’s…” thump “how…” thump “you…” thump “do it!”

She rolled up a little bit every time I thrusted, until she was curled up looking up at her own plot. “Sweet Celestia, that’s what I wanted to see!” moaned Rainbow. I could feel her hind legs trembling, smell her cunt dripping, so I kept up what I was doing. Her insides felt great around me — I like ’em so tight it hurts, and she sure was. Her anal muscles were brutal, wringing my cock as it slid in and out. She wasn’t as tight inside, of course, but she was marvelously silky. Delicate. Feminine, even. I chuckled. Ironic.

Rainbow had pushed a forehoof up between her legs and was rubbing desperately at her pussy. It seemed like she was almost there. I could come, too, honestly, but I wanted a crack at the yellow one’s ass first. So I gritted my teeth and thought about crop rotation while Rainbow started to lose it.

“Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my GOSH!” she screamed, and then she came. I knew she came, because every muscle in her hard little body clamped down on my cock. I screamed, too. Like a filly — pretty undignified, but it felt like my dick was going to pop. Her tight little ass squeezed all the blood in my dick to either end. I saw white. I felt light headed. I almost passed out. And I hadn’t even come.

When her muscles relaxed, I slid myself slowly free. My dick hurt, but it hurt good. Not like getting your balls squeezed. It ached with a warm, bruised ache that made me want to giggle. I popped free of the blue mare, and stepped back from her to get a good look at her. Sweat-soaked, drooling, her eyes staring, her tongue hanging out, her hooves pushed against her cheeks. She was still doubled over, her plothole gaping big enough I was sure sure she could fit both of her own forehooves in it, if she was so inclined. A stream of lube rolled down from her battered ponut, over her pussy, and dripped slowly onto her nose. She was still breathing, and she looked happy, so I guessed she was okay? I wasn’t sure, honestly.

It was kind of disturbing, to be honest. Really hot, but also kind of disturbing. So I turned to Fluttershy. She was grinning at me — not a happy grin, but nervous and kind of crazed. Her back legs were twisted together, and her plot was pushed up against the wall so hard her cheeks pouted up against it.

“I’m, um, going to need you to be just a teensy bit gentler with me,” she whispered.

“Eyup.”

“Y-you promise?”

“Eyup.”

Fluttershy smiled, and ducked her head. “Oh good. You wanna see my plothole? I can make it wink.”

“Eyup.”

So she turned around, and lifted her tail. Her round little cheeks were soaking wet. At first I thought she’d pissed herself, but I leaned in to sniff, and no, that was one-hundred percent pure mare juice. I nuzzled her sopping pussy, lapping up the little creek of juice that was trickling out of it, and she shivered, from nose to flank, a visible ripple going through her fur as it all stood up on end.

“Oh, Mommy likes that, baby. Please lick Mommy’s pussy some more.”

I froze. I could feel my dick starting to droop a little. I took a deep breath. “Listen. I don’t care what you do with other ponies, or what you like to fantasize about. But you might want to have a little think as to who you’re with, and how he might have reason to feel about that kind of talk.”

Her eyes went wide. “Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry!”

“You can make it up to me by lettin’ me put my dick in your ass.”

“Okay!” She grinned. “But lick my pussy more, first! Pretty please!”

“I’d be happy to, ma’am.” I nuzzled her cheeks, lapping at the insides, then pushed my tongue in between her wet, puffy lips. Mares taste so damn good. And the texture of a mare’s pussy is like nothing I’ve felt anywhere else. Smooth and creamy like ice cream. I could eat it all day. Meanwhile I was looking down my snout at the top curve of her flanks, and that lovely little pucker. She smirked at me over her shoulder, and squeezed her ponut open. I could see right down inside! She wasn’t lying.

I kept flopping my tongue around inside her until I found a spot that made her knees wobble. Then I kept at it until her cunt clamped down on my tongue, and a bit of fluid squirted out onto my chin.

“Yay!” she gasped, softly.

I chuckled. That was cute. I sniffed at her ponut. It smelled pretty clean. And I wanted to try something. I slid my tongue out of her marehole, and rolled up up her taint until I got the that lovely, talented little ring. The fur around it was wonderfully soft, and the skin was just as silky as the skin on the lips of her pussy.

“Oh!” she gasped, ears popping up. “Oh, yes! Mo… I mean, I like that.”

“Then wink for me,” I rumbled.

She squeezed open again, and took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and licked her inside. Still clean. Amazingly soft. I felt my own knees shaking.

“O-oh! Fuck me, please!” She moaned, leaning her chest against the wall. “Mom… I mean, I want it so bad!”

I stepped forward. The lube on my dick was a little dry, but the end was dripping with pre. I nudged it up against her tailhole, expecting to have to push like I’d had to do with her friend. But I went right in. She was good at this.

I kept it slow, like I had promised. Her insides were just as tight as Rainbow’s, and just as silky. I thrusted slowly, like I promised, savoring the feeling of her all around me. My balls were boiling. I gritted my teeth, and clenched down that muscle deep inside me that isn’t used for much but holding back cum. I leaned my head up against the wall, the white hot pleasure building up into me until I couldn’t stand it any more, and the wave washed over me. I felt myself squirting inside of her, squirting and squirting, way more than I usually put out, and that’s saying something.

Then I collapsed. Slid out of her, way too fast, and plopped my ass on the floor. My cock was soft, but still long, and it lay across the floor, drooling like a drunk snake. I could feel the goofy-assed grin on my face. Fluttershy pranced in a circle and smirked at you. “Was it good for you, little colt?” I nodded. Was I drooling? I was drooling. I wiped my mouth.

I watched as Fluttershy pranced over to where Rainbow was still slumped, semi-conscious, against the wall. She squatted over her friend’s face, and I watched in fascinated horror as she let my cum drool slowly out of her wide open ass and right onto Rainbow’s nose.

“Noooo,” moaned Rainbow, and batted at Fluttershy’s hind leg with her hoof.

“That’ll teach you to call me Flutterslut, you dumb whore,” said Fluttershy, smiling sweetly.

I blinked. The yellow one was evil.

Then Fluttershy curled up next to Rainbow like a cat, and closed her eyes. Rainbow flopped over, spooning the other mare’s side, and rubbed her ass-cum encrusted face lovingly against her friend’s wing. Then she started to snore.

“Thank you very much and I had a lovely time. You can go, now,” sighed Fluttershy, not opening her eyes.

So I let myself out.

The sun was even hotter than before. My legs felt like jelly. My cock itched, and pulsed with pain where Rainbow’s ass had squeezed me. My fur was stuck to my hide all over, and the blazing, dry heat was already starting to bake it solid, making me feel even hotter. I stank to high heaven of almost everything that can come out of a pony, mare or stallion. Anyone who came within a mile of me would know exactly what I’d been up to.

Fluttershy had wanted me to call her Mommy. I shuddered. I thought of my Mother, my sweet Mother, and what she’d think of me if now. Tears dripped down my face.

I shook my head, and headed off towards Sweet Apple Acres.

It was a long walk home.