"Why are you frowning?!"

"´cuse me?"

"This is a wedding! Is the happiest of parties no wait those are birthdays, no I mean the birthday of a baby not the one when the baby is born but the one before a baby shower! no, a funeral, that´s the happiest of parties because you´re remembering all the good times you had also it has fun in the name!"

Big MacIntosh tried to follow that last one but decided not. Miss Pinkie Pie was a rather silly pony. Well, as far as he was concerned all of his sister friends were rather silly but he was none to judge.

"My apologies, Miss Pinkie. Seems I´m not in the mood."

"Why?"

Big Mac simply looked past her. Pinkie turned over and saw the happy couple, throwing cake at each other. Braeburn was wearing a fine tuxedo that he hated but Applejack, in a weird moment for her, had insisted in that he needed one; no that he MUST wear one for the wedding. As for Little Strongheart she was wearing a traditional dress for buffalos with beautiful feather decorations. Rarity fell in love with that dress and protected it with teeth and claws (well, hooves) the entire ceremony. So naturally now she was having a seizure seeing it covered in frost cake, falling into Fluttershy´s arms. Funny enough, Applejack shared the same reaction falling into Twilight.

"They look happy." Pinkie concluded.

"I know that. But the thing is Miss, Braeburn is merely a few months younger than me. We practically grew up together was brothers before his side of the family started travelling. I guess seeing him all grown up and starting a family makes me feel kind of old for still being single." Big Mac explained, talking a lot more than he used to.

"Hey, I thought you were dating Cheerilee!"

"We´re merely friends, miss."

"Oh...so that means you´re available?"

Before Big Mac had time to process that, Pinkie was called for a cake stain emergency and had to leave. Big Mac decided to move to the drinks stand and grab a cup of cider, he needed something strong for the day.

"Well, if ain´t that a sight for sore eyes."

Big Mac looked down and nodded to the orange maned mare. "Howdy, Mrs. Carrot. Fancy meeting you here."

"Hey, I have family in here too!" and she waved at a pony that was her exact copy. "What´s up with that sad face, big boy?"

"Feeling kind of lonely, miss."

"How could you, your entire clan seems to be here. I should be the one to feel bad..." and she finished her cup in one gulp. "Derpy was supposed to be my plus one but she´s off with that Doctor again. She left me alone, again. Actually all my friends had been doing that lately, Lyra, Berry...guess I´m gonna become the single mare of the group."

"Find that hard to believe. Any colt who lets such a nice mare slips by is a fool in my book."

"Oh you big stud! Like to flirt with weeping mares, uh?" and she showed her affection to Big Mac.

"...auch."

"Oh, don´t be a baby! Hey, let´s have another one! To bacheloreness!"

"I believe the word is bachelorism..."

"Oh shut up!"

****

Less than ten minutes they were inside the town hall (where the wedding reception was being held) making out inside one room where they happened to find a bed, probably the private bed of sheriff Silver Star. Big Mac lifted Carrot Top and placed her on the bed but before continuing he had to ask a question:

"How drunk are you?"

"Enough to want this but enough for you to feel guilty."

"...me too."

Big Mac loved how honest he could be around Carrot, earth pony farmers stubbornness it seems. And his body was reacting to that honesty, making no effort to hide his erection. Carrot had no problem with that being very wet herself and rubbing her rear legs against Big Mac´s shaft. She spread her legs, inviting him in and he slowly pushed the tip inside...

"No, you ain't gonna keep ruining this fancy tux! Rarity worked very hard on it and you´re acting like a spoiled foal! Big Mac, what are you doing in here?" Applejack asked after she burst the door open.

Big Mac removed the stained tuxedo that had fallen on his head and simply said. "...looking for my jacket?"

"You didn´t bring one, remember? No, you insisted on wearing that old worn out yoke, in a wedding! This is a special occasion, even I had to wear this fancy dress, is the tradition!"

"But you still have the hat..."

"My hat is diferrent! Now you listen, msiter; my good friend Strongheart asked me to organize her wedding and until this party is over I´m still in comman-" Thanks Celestia Pinkie Pie appeared, needing Applejack to replenish the snack table.

Once the door closed, Carrot peeked from under the jackets she managed to cover under. "That was close!"

"Tell me about it..."

"What´s up with your sister?"

"She gets like that when she has to play leader. Never play capture the flag with her."

Carrot laughed and Big Mac slowly moved away.

"Maybe we should stop now." Carrot looked at him, confused. "You were lonely, I was lonely. Not a big reason to be doing this, we better go back downs-WOAH!" showing what the earth pony strenght meant Carrot tossed BIg MAc into the bed and jumped on top of him.

"I liked it in here." and she kissed him. Big Mac was surprised but he soon got back in the mood, his erection returning as they kept fondling and kissing. Carrot took the big old yoke and tossed it away with just one pull, causing Big Mac to whistle impressed. Smiling Carrot wnet back to kissing him and once he was hard enough she grabbed his member and guide it inside.

Ever since he started dating, Big Mac had problems with some mares, they weren´t able to handle his lenght so they have to compromise with different positions. This lead to Big Mac reputation of being "gentle" but it was more about him having problems finding the right partner. Carrot seemed to be that one. She took the whole length and never stop smiling. For the first time, Big Mac wasn´t feeling uncomfortable or needing to ask "are you okay?", he was enjoying it. She was the one in control, riding him rodeo style. Slow and steady at first and then going faster. She grabbed his hooves and placed them on her hips, making sure he was holding her firm. Feeling secure Big Mac began to move back, just because he was at the bottom didn´t mean he had to remain still. After a few minutes, they find the perfect rhythm, going up and down simultaneously.

But that wasn´t Big MAc favourite part. The best part was that Carrot was smiling. She had this big, confident smug on her face, like she was having the thrill of her life. And Big Mac was having his too.

Outside the room, the noises of the bed shaking were luckily covered by the loud music and awful singing of the drunk buffalos and applelosians.

"Hey Pinkie Pie." Twilight Sparkle said, carrying a bunch of dresses. "I´ve have to put these dresses there before Rarity has another attack. Or Applejack has one."

"No-can-do-Sparkle. This room is off limits!" Pinkie said, standing straight like a Royal Guard in front of the door.

"WHy?"

Pinkie pointed at her moving eyebrows.

"Oh yeah, Pinkie Sense."

Twilight decided not to argue and left, leaving Pinkie Pie, Guardian of Love and Sloppy Kisses, to keep mounting guard.