The Stud and the City Official

“And that’s the story, Mayor,” Applejack finished. He was sitting in the still ruined Town Hall with his trademark hat pressed to his chest while sadly recounting his tale of loss to the mayor he had failed just a few weeks ago. He hadn’t wanted to of course, but the mayor had insisted on an explanation and he couldn’t rightly deny one. The best he could ask for was to do it in private.

Mayor Stallion just nodded along until the story’s end; always keeping his attention on the orange stallion. Applejack considered this a kindness since, judging by all the papers on his desk, the mayor was clearly busy with other matters. “I understand, Applejack,” he said gently, though his disappointment was showing quite clearly, “We’ll just have to find some other way to rebuild. It’s not really your problem.”

Applejack smiled and put his hat back on. “That’s very kind of ya’, sir.” The stallion got up to leave after that, but he was stopped when the mayor spoke up again.

“I just have one question if you don’t mind taking a seat again.” Applejack responded to this statement by taking a seat. The mayor didn’t need any more prompting to continue. “I understand cash rewards were only for those placing first correct?” Mayor Stallion asked in a business-like manner. Applejack nodded to confirm this. “Then would you mind explaining where you got the money you did bring back from?” The mayor gestured to a small satchel on his desk.

Applejack lowered his hat again, this time in front of his face. He was blushing. “Well, that’s kind of embarrassing, Mayor.”

A sigh came from behind the desk, and Applejack lifted his hat to see the mayor grinning and staring down at the satchel. “I suppose it’s your business. There’s no need for me to look a gift horse in the mouth right?” Mayor Stallion looked up once he’d finished. His kindly smile making Applejack feel a touch guilty.

“No, you deserve to know the truth, Mayor,” Applejack said with a sigh as he turned away from the mayor’s smile and toward the floor. “Ya’ see, ah’ didn’t want to come back with nothin’, so I took a job working for this pony ah’ met at the rodeo by the name of Fig Newton. Ya’ see, he needed some help on his farm in Dodge City-”

Before Applejack could continue a loud clink and an even louder coughing fit from the mayor interrupted. The cowpony glanced up to see that Mayor Stallion had just taken a drink, and had a surprising reaction to his story. Applejack rose to help, but he was urged back to a seat before he’d even gotten to his hooves. Thankfully, the fit didn’t last much longer.

“My goodness Applejack,” the elder stallion said through a cough once he’d relaxed a tad, “I must say I didn’t think you had it in you.”

“Ah’m sorry?” Applejack questioned. He honestly couldn’t figure out why Mayor Stallion would be so very shocked by the idea that he’d worked on a cherry farm. Maybe he though there was some sort of fruit loyalty or something.

“Nothing, dear boy,” the mayor answered, lowering the hoof he’d been coughing into back onto the desk. “As I said before, it is you’re business. However,” the hoof moved over, and the mayor rested it on the satchel he’d been ogling earlier as he spoke, “I don’t think that we can accept this money to repair town hall. Given the circumstances.”

The only way Applejack could respond to such a statement was with shock. His draw dropped open and his eyes widened in a second. “W-what d’ya mean, Mayor. Ah’ worked hard fer that money so-“

“Hush now, Applejack,” Mayor Stallion responded authoritatively, the gentle smile still on his face. “Please, come take your bits.”

Applejack stared on for a few moments before forcibly closing his mouth and nodding. Shaking, he reached over to grab the satchel-

“Whoops,” Mayor Stallion suddenly shouted as he pulled the satchel away and right off of his desk. “I’m sorry, Applejack. I’m afraid you’ll have to come over here to get it.”

The expression on Applejack’s face changed from one of shock to confusion as he stared at where the satchel had been. Curiously, he looked back up at the pony across from him. Mayor Stallion just smiled and nodded his head towards where the bag had fallen. It wasn’t mocking exactly, so Applejack was pretty sure the mayor wasn’t making fun of him or anything. It was just confusing.

“Alright, Mayor.” Applejack nodded and got to a stand. It took him only a moment to trot around the desk and reach the satchel. Mayor Stallion kept his eye on him the whole way around, but didn’t move from his spot and kept his forelegs resting on the desk. He remained like that until Applejack leaned down to pick up the satchel, at which point he rather abruptly turned his groin to face the orange stallion.

Applejack wouldn’t have noticed the turn, were it not for the rather large fleshy rod that slid across his face and knocked his hat to the floor.

Mouth once more agape, the young stallion stared briefly at the rod before glancing back up at his elder. Mayor Stallion was still smiling just as he had been, and one of his forelegs was still resting on the desk. Everything else was facing Applejack. “Well,” the mayor said seductively, “I can’t exactly just give it to you. You’ll have to work for it, stud.”

Applejack closed his mouth and swallowed heavily. This explained the mayor’s behavior from before. He’d thought that the cowpony had been working on some sort of stud farm. Applejack couldn’t honestly figure out where the mayor’d gotten such an idea, and he felt like he should be offended by the implication. But on the other hoof, there was a willing stallion just wagging a cock in his face. He couldn’t really think straight for the arousal.

His mind was clouded a little more when the mayor’s hips swiveled and dragged the stallionhood across his face once again. “Come on boy,” Mayor Stallion spoke up again, “You do want those bits don’t you?”

Shameful as it was, that was all it took to push Applejack into complete agreement. He thought of the barn roof that needed fixing as he slid his way up the mayor’s lengthy piece, and he thought about all the new tools that they needed as he let his tongue slide out and caress the fleshy rod. He didn’t think about much more than that once he got closer to the top, and once he finally reached the tip he’d forgotten just how much money was in the satchel anyway. His mind had shifted to admiring the mayor’s handsome cock with its impressive length, pure dark color, and wonderfully musky scent.

Applejack finished his trip upwards with a light lick right on the mayor’s flared head. Then, he wrapped his lips around it. He was planning to start going down right then and there, but the young stallion was stopped when the mayor moved a hoof under his chin and lifted him upwards.

Mayor Stallion lifted his stud to eye level, and Applejack saw that his calm smile had changed, only slightly, to become something more akin to real arousal. “Now now, Applejack, we can’t just have you sitting out like that. What would ponies think if they saw the esteemed mayor of Ponyville with consorting with a handsome young stud?” The elder stallion tapped once on the head of his desk with his left hoof, causing Applejack to turn and notice the hollow space underneath for the first time. “I think we can find a place for you though.”

After pulling away from the mayor and crouching down to enter the hollow, Applejack paused. Something about doing it this way didn’t feel right. It felt like some sort of dirty secret. The pause to think lasted until the orange pony felt a light slap on his ass courtesy of Mayor Stallion, and remembered that he was being paid for this. That meant what his employer said went as far as he was concerned. With a deep breath, he climbed underneath the desk.

It was surprisingly roomy underneath the wooden workstation; easily roomy enough to fit a particularly large stallion as long as he either crouched or laid down. Applejack settled for the latter option, letting his exposed stallionhood rest against the cold wooden floorboards.

Once his stud was nice and entrenched, Mayor Stallion turned to face the desk again. This time Applejack could see everything though, and feel it too. Roomy as the hollow was, it wasn’t roomy enough to avoid getting smacked right in the face by the mayor’s nice lengthy cock. Of course, Applejack couldn’t say he minded much.

“Now go ahead an-“ the mayor was cut off by a soft moan before he could finish saying what Applejack assumed was, “Get to work.” Before the order could go through the young stud had already started rather eagerly by wrapping his lips around his boss and sucking. More moaning followed when he began to ease more and more of the shaft into his maw, resulting in a particularly loud and drawn out moan once he’d finally taken it in its entirety.

After a moment’s pause to savor the meat he had in his mouth along with the sounds Mayor Stallion making, Applejack backed away from the base and began moving himself rhythmically along the mayor’s shaft. The mayor showed his appreciation for this action by reaching a hoof under the desk and petting his stud’s mane. Applejack was thankful for the tender stroking, and made sure to linger as far down the shaft as he could while he worked.

Things continued like this for a few minutes, causing the mayor to make a pleasant variety of noises ranging from moaning, to panting, and even gasping when Applejack really sucked. Then the orange stallion heard a new noise; a door opening.

Applejack quickly but gently pulled himself off of the mayor just in time to hear the clopping of hoofsteps as somepony entered the room. Mayor Stallion urged him on with a bit more petting though, so he started licking again. He was a little worried that too much stimulation might cause whoever just entered to catch on to what was happening.

“Is something wrong, Mayor,” the new arrival asked, “I thought I heard some strange noises.”

“Nothing at all, dear boy.” Mayor Stallion changed his tactics from gentle petting to gentle urging while he spoke; lifting Applejack to the tip of his cock by his chin. Applejack obeyed his urging and once more wrapped his mouth around the enticing rod, causing the mayor to let out another moan. “Just a little headache,” he said just after, “I’m sure it will work itself out soon enough.”

Whoever it was that came in didn’t say anything else. The next thing Applejack heard was more hoofsteps followed by a closing door. “Oooh that’s just right,” the mayor said while returning to his petting. Applejack had just reached the base again and started lingering, and he could feel the rod start to tense just a bit more as he did so. “Th-that was close. W-wasn’t it, Applejack?” Mayor Stallion commented while panting.

In the only response he could give, Applejack moved back slightly to start his pumping again, but before he’d gotten even halfway up the mayor’s stallionhood again, Mayor Stallion’s petting abruptly stopped, and Applejack once again felt a gentle force on his head.

The young stud diligently obeyed the force and moved back to the base of his boss’s shaft just in time for said employer to climax. Mayor Stallion pulled his right hoof back up to the desk and let out a nice long moan while he came down Applejack’s throat, and Applejack made sure to swallow every last drop of the mayor’s cum. The mayor didn’t exactly taste sweet, but he didn’t mind, he’d always enjoyed the taste of a good bitter cumming. That and the warm liquid going down the throat was the most important part in his opinion.

Once the mayor had finished his last spurt, he pulled himself out of Applejack as he stood up on his hind legs. The young stud made sure to catch as much of what was left on his tongue as the mayor pulled out, though a little was left to drip when he’d exited.

“You do very good work, Applejack,” Mayor Stallion commented, “Now how about you come out of there?” Applejack smiled to himself as a bit of pride in a job well done filled him, dirty job though it may be, and got to a crouch in order to exit. Before he could, however, the mayor spoke up again. “Hindquarters first please.”

Applejack paused just for a moment, mostly out of surprise. He didn’t really expect the mayor to be ready to go again so shortly after finishing. The other reason he paused, however, was slightly more personal. Much as he did enjoy giving out blowjobs, he wasn’t quite as used to really being on the receiving end. Although, given the money, it was a little too tempting to resist trying it out again. “Alright,” he said nervously while turning himself around under the desk, “Just try not to be too hard on me, alright?” He gently raised his rear and eased it against the mayor once he’d finished, the contact with the shaft making him a touch harder than he’d been just sucking it.

“A very tempting offer,” Mayor Stallion said warmly as he slid a hoof down his stud’s flank and began moving his shaft against Applejack’s cheeks, “But sadly not what I’m interested in.” The mayor continued sliding his hoof down until it wrapped around Applejack’s pulsing shaft. “This,” he emphasized his statement with a quick jerk on the muscle, “Is what I’m interested in, so I’d appreciate it if you gave me access to it.”

Applejack felt the nerves lift immediately as the mayor stroked up his shaft. “Ah’d be happy to, Mayor,” he said with quite a bit more confidence than he’d had previously. The mayor removed his hoof to allow his stud the chance to roll over, and the young stallion happily obeyed once he’d been given the opportunity.

Mayor Stallion opened a nearby drawer before he spoke up again. “Very nice,” he said as Applejack watched him pull what looked like a glass bottle out of the desk. He was unable to get a good look before it was raised out of his vision, but its purpose became clear when a warm fluid began dripping down onto his groin. “I take it I can be as, ‘rough,’ with this as I like?” the mayor asked, just as the liquid had stopped.

“Eeyup,” Applejack responded enthusiastically. Mayor Stallion responded in kind, immediately seating himself on top of the younger stallion and rocking his hips. He did a nice job of spreading the warm liquid along his stud’s shaft using his rear. Applejack did his best to help the process along with a few circular hip movements of his own. Before long, both his groin and the mayor’s rear were well soaked.

“Now I think we can both see that this is rather thick,” Mayor Stallion commented courteously while he lifted himself momentarily off of his stud. Applejack wasn’t a proud pony, but he did have to admit a sizable girth to his stallionhood; even if it wasn’t quite as long as the average stallion. “I don’t think it will be a problem, but I will need your help to get started, Applejack.”

“Whatever you say, Mayor.” Applejack leaned forward a touch and reached out with a hoof in order to aim his piece more properly. Thanks to the slippery mess around his groin he soon discovered that was going to be more difficult than he’d imagined, and Mayor Stallion’s impatient humming didn’t help matters. Eventually, Applejack got it by leaning forward in a much more uncomfortable pose and steadying the thing with both hooves. “A’right, Mayor,” he groaned, “Whenever yer ready.”

Mayor Stallion was every bit as enthusiastic as before despite the wait. Applejack barely had time to finish his sentence before the gray-maned stallion was sliding onto him with a passionate moan. Applejack let go of his dick and fell back with a matching moan as soon as the mayor was on enough to allow it. He wasn’t exactly tight back there, but boy did he know what he was doing.

It wasn’t long before the mayor had shimmied his way down and rested himself against his stud’s crotch. Applejack did a little shimmy himself in thanks to his employer. “Ah yes. Very good, Applejack,” Mayor Stallion spoke gently, but with noticeable enthusiasm, “But now I think it’s time for the rough bit. Are you ready?”

Applejack took a moment to position himself properly before he responded. The mayor was still nice and hard, and the stud didn’t want to leave his employer disappointed while he worked. An orange foreleg wrapped around the mayor’s rod and started stroking it. “Ah’ am now, sir.”

“Very courteous, Applejack,” Mayor Stallion said while starting his first lift, “Now try to keep your grip okay?” He slammed down as hard and fast as he could the moment his warning was out of the way, and before long Applejack found that the warning was far from unnecessary. The young stud didn’t have much trouble keeping his hooves on the mayor’s cock, but he certainly had trouble concentrating on stroking it. Mayor Stallion really knew how to move his hips and had the energy to do it quickly.

It didn’t take very long for Applejack to give up on stroking the mayor’s rod entirely. Instead, he laid back a bit more and started to focus more wholly on his own crotch; timing his thrusts and making sure to push up against his employer the right way. Judging by Mayor Stallion’s increased volume, he made the right choice.

A short while after Applejack had changed his method, Mayor Stallion’s moans and movements both paused briefly. “Yes, right there, Applejack,” he said in as gentle a tone as ever, resting his haunches against his stud. Applejack was forced to refocus again, given the limited movements the mayor was allowing him regarding thrusting, and moved a hoof back to massage his employer’s rod. The mayor started moving again after that; slower than before but still moving. Applejack kept up a nice brisk pace with both his thrusting and his massaging though.

Mayor Stallion slammed Applejack and himself back down to the floor rather powerfully before letting out a long moan and cumming for the second time. He certainly didn’t stay still though, as Applejack’s pace suddenly skyrocketed the second the mayors seed splattered him. The stud had managed to catch just a little bit in his mouth, and the wonderfully bitter taste was bringing him to the edge.

The mayor was finished now, so Applejack figured it was his turn to cum. For just a minute, he lost all concern for his employer and gave into simple desire with a burst of powerful thrusts. Then, just as he reached his climax, the mayor pulled off. The first shot hit the mayor solidly on the ass, but after that Applejack’s cock fell back to its more standard position and splattered him with another few bursts of cum.

Applejack fell back again and enjoyed the afterglow for a second. He was vaguely aware of Mayor Stallion hopping down from the desk and the sound of an opening drawer, but he wasn’t brought back to his senses entirely until the mayor addressed him and tossed a towel onto his chest. “Go ahead and get cleaned up,” he said.

“So’s that it then?” Applejack asked as he wiped himself off. He couldn’t help but notice by the smell that the towel was pretty well used. A rather large grin appeared on his face as he wiped it over his snout and thought about what the thing was doing in Mayor Stallion’s desk.

“Well it is for now,” the mayor said. A hoof reached under the desk after Applejack had rolled back to his crouch and turned around. He took it gingerly and climbed out from under the desk to see a seductively smiling Mayor Stallion. “But I think I wouldn’t mind another session some time. I have a few bits laying around after all.”

It struck Applejack just then that he hadn’t actually seen the mayor’s face during the whole encounter, and found himself feeling a touch curious upon seeing his seductive grin. “Well ah’ certainly wouldn’t mind that, sir,” he said, picking up both his hat and the bag of bits that started this whole mess as he did so, “Now ah’m guessin’ ah’ should just exit out the window.” He nodded once more to his temporary employer and trotted towards the nearest exit he could find.

“That’s good of you to be discreet,” Mayor Stallion said calmly as Applejack pushed apart the curtains. “I’ll expect you to do the same tonight, around sundown at my place.” It wasn’t worded as a question exactly, but Applejack turned back to the mayor and nodded in response after opening the window. “Very good. I’ll see you then, stud.”

“Oh right, that reminds me,” Applejack said after sticking his hind legs out of the office window, “Ah’ should tell ya’. It was a fig farm ah’ worked on back in Dodge City.” With that, the stallion dropped out the window and trotted away with a wave and a smile. He wasn’t concerned about the mayor’s reaction. If he had anything to say about the misunderstanding he’d say it when Applejack saw him tonight.