Showering Off

(This is a remake of my first fic for /ccg/. It's also the first time I /didn't/ have Soarin' in a strange, compromising position. Poor guy.)

(Shower sex, rimming, anal)

>You are Thunderlane
>You've been standing at attention for what felt like hours
>Spitfire is standing in front of you
>Yelling
>You and Raindrops were the last to finish the latest obstacle course they had set up for recruits
>If you'd known Wonderbolts' Academy was gonna be this rough...
>Spitfire is suddenly looking at you expectantly
>You quickly belt out a “Yes sir!”, hoping that's what she was waiting for
>She doesn't seem any more displeased, at least
>With a mildly disappointed look, she takes off, leaving the both of you behind
>You look over at your partner
>She's looking exhausted and mildly annoyed
>Being yelled at does that to a pony
>Especially by one you had both admired before seeing her like this
>You both nod to each other and take off
>A much-needed shower doesn't sound like a bad idea after that mess
>You reach the small structure that held the locker rooms and group showers, when you notice something
>A large group is leaving the stallion's side
>With a start you realize it's all active members of the Wonderbolts
>They must have just finished practice or something
>You stay out of sight until you're sure they've left
>It's not that you were shy or anything
>A recruit bothering them all at once like that wouldn't have gone well
>After they left, you quickly step inside and find your locker
>You gladly peel off that tacky faux-Wonderbolts uniform they're having you wear
>Throwing a towel over your shoulder, you walk over to the empty showers—
>Wait
>You think you hear something
>You realize there's another stallion still inside
>You shrug it off
>It's just one stallion
>Still better than being in here with the whole damn crowd
>You throw your towel on a rack, and step inside
>The other stallion is a light blue pegasus, with a darker blue mane...
>Holy shit
>Holy shit
>The other stallion is Soarin'
>Vice-Captain Soarin'
>You'd never admit it, but...
>You always kind of had a crush on him
>I mean, look at him
>The hot water running down his muscly barrel
>The steam rising, accentuating his toned flanks...
>He turns his head to look at you
>Shit
>You've been staring
>You cough into your hoof awkwardly, hurrying to a showerhead a good distance away from him
>Soarin' laughs jovially
>”You're one of the new recruits here, right?”
>You stammer back
“Y-Yeah, I am. Sorry, I-I didn't mean to stare...”
>Soarin' laughs harder
>”Trust me, I'm used to it.”
>You laugh back a little less awkwardly
>”You were...Thunderlane, right?”
>You nod with a smile, then add
“And you're /the/ Soarin', yeah?”
>A touch of pride colors his voice
>”The one and only. But here, we're just two stallions, alright?”
>You chuckle only slightly awkwardly now, and turn back to your shower
>Maybe he wasn't as bad as Spitfire
>And his flanks were pretty nice...
>You shake your head and turn the silver knobs on the wall
>You hiss under your breath as the hot water cascades over you
>Celestia, this feels great
>You just stand like that for a minute, cyan mane falling to your sides
>Finally starting to relax after all that training
>You sigh louder than you probably meant to
>You hear a faint chuckle behind you
>Soarin' is giving you a strange grin
>”Enjoying yourself there?”
>You cough pointedly and turn away, trying to hide a growing blush on your face
>”Hey, don't worry about it man~”
>He walks over to your side, still grinning
>He's holding up a bar of soap in one of his front hooves
>”Let me get your back?”
>...What?
>Why would Soarin' want to...?
>You're not one to argue though
>The idea sounds surprisingly nice
“Sure...I mean, why not?”
>You slowly turn your back to him, extending your wings outwards
>Immediately, you feel his warm hoof on your back
>You jump a little in surprise
>He's laughing again
>”Just relax, man...”
>He starts working his hoof in circles around your back
>Paying extra attention to the base of your wings
>You squirm a little in pleasure as the soap sinks into your black fur
>This is really nice...
>Soarin' starts rubbing in deeper
>You can't help but let out a small moan
>This pegasus was good with his hooves
>Really, really good
>You hardly even notice as he starts moving lower
>You just didn't want him to stop
>Your lower back was so tense after all that practice
>And he knows it too
>He hums warmly as you moan softly under your breath again
>He moves lower...
>You feel his hoof softly brush against your flanks
>With a start you jump
>Cheeks blazing red
>You turn around
“W-What the hell are you doing..?”
>But Soarin's still got that cool, amused look on his face
>”What, you didn't like that?”
>You try and raise your voice, but it dies in your chest
>...You really did like it...
>He sees you hesitate
>”C'mon, it's not like I didn't see you staring earlier...
>It's just a little harmless fun~”
>You blush harder
>Is he actually hitting on you?
>Soarin'
>The attractive blue pegasus you've always had an eye for
>Soarin' rests his hoof on your flank again
>You shuffle slightly awkwardly, but don't stop him
>He starts kneading the tense muscle
>You moan much louder than before
>He coos softly
>”I'll do all the work...Just enjoy it~”
>You look back and see him grinning
>You look forward again, shutting your eyes
“A-Alright...”
>That's all he needs
>He goes after your flanks with renewed vigor
>Massaging
>Kneading
>You're putty under his hooves
>And it feels better than you could have imagined
>He nudges near the base of your tail
>You quickly oblige and flick it to the side
>Trying to hold back your embarrassment as Soarin' stares at your usually private area
>He slowly leans down
>Muzzle inches from your taint
>He breathes out, caressing the sensitive area with warm air
>You bit your lip and grunt softly
>Your black shaft pokes out from its sheath
>Soarin' leans in further
>He works his tongue out, gently running it across your sack
>Your cock is fully erect now
>But he doesn't stop
>He rubs and rolls your balls with his tongue
>Occasionally planting small kisses on the sensitive skin
>Pleasure is coursing through you
>Soarin', of all stallions...
>Soarin' is the one making you feel this good
>And it's driving you crazy
>You welcome the sensations as he moves higher up your flanks
>Tongue drawing up your ass
>Until he's right at your hole
>Tight and quivering
>You whimper softly
>You crouch down on your front hooves, eagerly presenting your rear to him
>He gets the message
>He buries his face into your plot
>Tongue lapping at your tailhole
>You moan deeply as he works you over
>A small trail of pre is leaking from your stallionhood
>Soarin' keeps licking, pushing his tongue in deeper
>Coating your insides with his saliva
>You reflexively clench down on him, and he pushes deeper
>Before long you're completely soaked
>After one last lick he pulls away
>Lustfully taking in the sight of your winking hole
>Soarin' puts his hooves on your flank again, rubbing gently
>He gets on his back hooves, like he's going to mount you
>You can feel something hot and hard pressing against your ass
>You moan a little and grind your hips back
>His cock slides between your cheeks, hotdogging you
>His warm pre smearing across your flanks
>You take a look back at him
>Soarin' is clearly enjoying himself, but there's something else behind his bemused expression
>He's desperately trying to not force himself into you right then and there
>You can tell how badly he wants it
>And you want it too
>Your balls are practically aching
>Your cock is still rock-hard and dripping
>Not to mention how empty you feel without his tongue inside you
>You try to calmly say something, but it comes out more like you're begging
“S-Soarin'...P-Please just do it...”
>The grip on your flanks strengthens
>”I thought you'd never ask~”
>Soarin' presses his hard length against your hole
>He starts leaning forward, and with a small *pop* his head is inside you
>You gasp and clench down hard on him
>His cock feels so huge
>It's stretching you out so much
>But the pain is nothing like the pleasure
>You can't help but want more
>You try and push your hips back, but you can't move much under him
>Soarin' gets the idea though
>He starts thrusting forward, inch after inch of his cock disappearing inside your plot
>You wince as his medial ring passes in, widening you more
>He finally bottoms out, his hips rubbing against your flanks
>His cock is rubbing right against your sweet spot
>He grunts, just loud enough for you to hear
>”Oh, fuck...You're a tight one, recruit~”
>You whimper a little as pleasure slowly builds up in you
“Ah...! Soarin'!”
>He starts pulling back
>You can feel every inch of him
>Every glorious, hard inch
>You try and clench down to keep him inside, but to no avail
>You almost feel his flared head slip out
>Without warning, Soarin' bucks forward, slamming into you
>His balls slapping lewdly against your rear
>You cry out loudly from the intensity
>Your cock gives a strong throb
>Another bead of pre leaking out
>Soarin' chuckles as you squirm under him
>He runs a hoof through your wet mane
>”You doing alright?”
>You nod quickly
“D-Don't stop...”
>He grins, pleased
>”Hang in there, I'm not gonna go easy on you~”
>Soarin' starts working up a pattern of thrusting
>Nearly teasing you with pulling out
>Just to pound back into you
>His hips powerfully bucking against your ass
>Filling you up with his shaft
>You love the full feeling of it
>How he throbs inside you after every thrust
>Softly panting as he works you over
>Wet slapping noises quickly fill the empty shower room
>Your own pleasure is building up quickly
>Your cock is throbbing under you
>Every buck of his is hitting your prostate
>You can't help but moan every time he does
>Your cock wetly slaps against your belly as you squeeze the shaft inside you
>As Soarin' keeps thrusting
>Keeps pounding your ass
>It isn't long before you feel yourself nearing your peak
>Your balls tense up and pull in close
>You're leaking a steady stream of pre onto the tiled floor
>You manage to moan out
“Soarin'...I-I'm gonna..!”
>He quickly takes a hoof and yanks your tail backwards, pulling you into him sharply
>You yelp in surprise, the move turning you on even more
>He grinds into your roughly, practically growling, lasciviously
>”Don't keep me waiting...Cum for me, Thunderlane~”
>Your knees nearly give out as the pleasure overwhelms you
>You moan uncontrollably as you finally hit your peak
>Your inner walls clench hard on his thick shaft, milking it hard
>You feel so wonderfully full
>Your entire backside is alight with pleasure
>Your own cock is throbbing madly beneath you
>Thick ropes of your cum splatter to the floor beneath you
>You ride out the intense sensations for what feel like hours
>The strength of your orgasm quickly sends Soarin' over the edge as well
>He gives a few final thrusts, roughly pounding your ass
>He hilts inside you, crying out in pleasure
>Pulling your tail harder as he starts to cum
>His cock spurting and twitching
>You feel an explosion of warmth in your flanks as his seed starts filling you
>It's too much, and you feel it leaking down between your thighs
>Dripping to the floor, mingling with your own cum
>You gradually start to come down from your high
>After a few more weak thrusts from Soarin'
>You can feel him getting soft inside you
>He backs up, limp cock sliding out of you
>You shiver as more of his seed spills out of you
>And involuntarily clench as you feel the awful empty feeling left behind in your rear
>Soarin' returns a hoof to your flank, gently rubbing it
>”Heh...That was pretty amazing, recruit~”
>You cough and blush
“You...You were pretty damn good yourself, you know~”
>Soarin' chuckles softly and moves next to you
>The still-running water washes over you both
>Gently rinsing away the musk and sweat the two of you had built up
>You lean against him, cyan mane mingling with his dark blue
>He wraps a hoof around your shoulder in turn
>”Stick around, Thunderlane. I think you have great potential here.”
>He pauses and bursts out laughing
>”And I'm not just saying that because we fucked!”
>You start laughing along side him
“Whatever you say, man~”
>You lean in closer to him
>And so there you both stand
>The steam running over you
>Simply content to be showering
>Not as Wonderbolt and Wonderbolt recruit
>Just as stallions.