Bros (Flutterrape)

>Day Bros in Equestria

>You are Anonymous

>Anonymous you are- wait this ain't Seussville.

>Equestria is boring.

>There's no computers.

>No video games.

>But perhaps, most important of all...

>No pussy.

>Well, there's the horse pussy.

>But you're not going near that shit.

>Everyone in town knows that.

>Strolling along Ponyville, you wave to all your friends passing by.

>Some of them give you odd looks.

>But you'd rather pretend to misinterpret them for friendliness rather than acknowledge that they want the dick.

>Just as you're politely smiling at a horny mare, you're on your ass.

>Must be that time of day again.

>“Hi 'Non.”

>All up in your grill is Rainbow Dash.

“'Sup.”

>She gets off of you.

>“I was. 'Til I pinned you to the floor against your will.”

>You chuckle.

“God Rainbow, you make it sound so creepy.”

>Her face twists.

>“Uh, right! 'Cause it wasn't meant to sound creepy at all! Yeah, of course!”

>Hah, good old Dash.

>You and her have been bros since you dropped out of the sky on top of her.

>Boy, what a weird day that was.

>You both nearly died.

>But that experience bonded you both for life.

>Bros til the end, you'd always say with her.

>She always acts so confident around everyone.

>Funny she isn't the same with you.

>“So, what are your plans today 'Non?”

“Dunno. Maybe go home and fap for a bit.”

>She stares at you oddly.

>You chuckle.

“God, your face! Nah I'm not gonna do that.”

>She sighs.

“Probably not.”

>Her ears perk up subtly.

“...Maybe.”

>Eyes shining.

>You stop.

>For a moment her lips quiver.

“No, I'm just going to Pinkie Pie's to get some baked goods. Damn, you looked so concerned there!”

>She shakes her head rapidly.

>Her dazed state ceases.

>“Uh, yeah. I worried in case... in case anypony were to see you! That wouldn't be good. Especially with that Hardpings or whatever-her-name-is mare prowling around...”

>You tilt your head.

“Whatever. Wanna come with to Pinkie's?”

>She nods and smiles.

 

>At Sugarcube Corner.

>“'Nonny, can I talk to you for a second?”

>Pinkie hands you a loaf of banana bread.

“Sure.”

>Dash trots alongside you too.

>Balloonbutt glares at her.

>“In private.”

>Her expression twists.

>“Fine.”

>In a quiet room behind the counter, Pinkie looks right at you.

>“'Nonny, this is getting all too serious. Dash loves you!”

>You scrunch up your face and laugh at the girl.

“No way, man. Me and Dash are bros 'til the end. No way she loves me.”

>She pouts.

>“Don't you see it?! She follows you everywhere, floors you every time she sees you, and most of all she never stops staring!”

>It's almost impossible to contain your laughter.

“That's explainable due to the fact that flooring is a tradition. She follows me cause we're bros, and she just wants to make sure I'm okay so she stares!”

>You grin at her.

“It doesn't matter anyways, I don't love her either!”

>Pinkie plants a pestering 'pendage in her pudgy personal perspective.

>Her hoof is embedded in her face.

>Clearly, that was the wrong answer.

“What?”

>“Never mind. Take your bread and go.”

>You hold up your hands in defence.

 

>Walking out of the store, Dash questions you.

>“What was that all about?”

“Ah, nothin'. Pinkie just thinks you're in love with me. How wild is that?”

>She sweats, her eyes [spoiler]dashing[/spoiler] here and there without you picking up on it.

>“That's insane! What, does she think we're lovers? We're just b-bros! Best of friends til the end!”

>Chucking along with her, you pat her back.

>Hairs there stick up on end.

>You're both at the door of your house now.

>It's not far from the bakery.

>Walking inside, you and Dash are still laughing about Pinkie's ridiculous statements.

“Lovers? Damn, you're funny Dash!”

>Slowly trudging into the kitchen, you place the banana bread on the counter.

>You turn to face Dash, smiling at her when out of nowhere you trip over a chair.

>A conveniently placed glass of water falls when you use it to try break your fall.

>“Oh 'Non, your clothes are soaked! You'll have to take them off now.”

>Knowing your bro is right, you tear off your trousers and shirt.

>They're in a messy pile on the floor.

>Lying there in your underwear, Dash bites her lip.

>“Hey, how about I pin you again?”

>Chortling, you challenge her.

“As if you could manage.”

>Her eyes half-lid.

>“Watch me.”

>She leaps on top of you, hooves pressing down on your shoulders.

>A good grip, but you throw her off and lie on her.

“Look who's pinned now.”

>She grins menacingly, then bucks you off of her.

>Going unnoticed, your underwear has started to slip off.

>Her wings flap, draughting your body.

>Once more, she jumps above you, flattening your body with her own.

>“Cold and helpless and pinned to the floor. You're in a tight spot, 'Non.”

>Warmth comes from lower down.

>Your underwear is completely off now.

>Looking down, then up again, you say one word to your bro.

“Oops.”

>Slowly she starts to slide along you.

>“Bro hug?”

>Nodding you wrap your arms around her, and still she moves with tenderness.

>Her lips are rubbing softly around you, wetting the area.

>With a soft moan, her eyes close in pleasure.

“Bros 't-til the end. Right?”

>She looks at you, face red.

>“R-right.”

>She quickens the pace.

>“I bet you're liking this, you l-little creep.”

>Groaning a little, you laugh nervously at her.

“No, but if I did, why are you still d-doing it?!”

>“Your body seems to say o-otherwise.”

>She's right.

>No sex for so long can do terrible things to the Anon.

>It's not even been 2 minutes but you feel a build-up inside of you.

>She just keeps going, sweating and breathing quick.

>“Are you gonna...?”

>You nod at her, then she flips on her back and keeps you on top.

>She keeps moving rhythmically, getting faster and faster.

>The rainbow mare doesn't ever want to stop.

>You feel it...

>Getting closer...

>Closer still...

>Until finally...

“Rainbow!”

>A sticky rope of white blasts out of you, covering the blue pony in front of you.

>Your member is treated to a stream of liquid...

>Just as you hear a knock on the door.

>“Bros 'til the end, 'Non...”

“No time, there's someone at the door!”

>She doesn't care, she lies there with a look of pure ecstasy on her face.

>Your clothes must've been scattered in the sensual calamity, you can't find them anywhere!

>“'Nonny, I know you're in there!”

>Oh shit, it's Pinkie!

“J-just a minute, Pinkie Pie!”

>With a huge slam on the door, it gives way.

>Exposing the sordid scene you and Dash made.

>The curly-maned pone stands there.

>Her eyes pop out of her sockets.

>“What... What's that white stuff all over her?”

“It was just a brojob Pinkie, relax!”

>Her pupils turn microscopic.

>She turns from her usual happy pink self, to a dreadful green.

>“I-think-I'm-gonna-be-sick.”

>She slams the door, and all you hear are clops on the stone paving.

>Dash gets up off the floor, and looks at you with bedroom eyes.

>“Sooo... Pinkie knows now.”

>Nod.

>“Do... do we care?”

>Shake your head.

“Bros til the end, Dash.”

>The stickied mare blushes.