The Stud and the City Official

The mayor of Ponyville stared angrily at the door in front of him. It had been at least two minutes since his last knock by his count. That was about the time it took for a full routine of adjusting his glasses, mane, and tie at the very least. Impatiently the mayor glanced toward the sun. It was just past high noon now, and he had things to do today.

“Where in Equestria is Applejack?” Mayor Stallion stamped a hoof and turned his glare back to the door. As it had still not opened he shortly turned away from it again, this time to look towards the orchard. Applejack was nowhere in sight, just as it had been when the Mayor first approached the farm. “One more try,” he mumbled.

After reassuming a more calm posture and expression, the mayor knocked on the door once more. There was an irritating silence that lasted just long enough for Mayor Stallion to turn away from the door. He turned right back around when he heard the sound of hoofsteps coming from the house.

He had to plaster on his smile and resume his posture quickly based on the rapidity of the clip-clopping noises. Of course, he was well versed in that area. When the door opened, he was the very image of a perfect mayor.

“Howdy there, Mayor. Sorry fer makin’ ya wait.” Applejack flung the door open without a care, just barely avoiding smacking the pony he was greeting right in the face. To his credit, the mayor didn’t flinch, not that Applejack noticed. “Might ah’ ask what brings ya here today?”

His smile unaltered, Mayor Stallion lifted a ribbon bearing and proudly declared, “Congratulations Applejack! For your excellence in baking, Ponyville is proud to award you best Pie at this year’s, Ponyville Fair.” With little grandeur the mayor then stuck the blue ribbon onto Applejack’s chest. “As you weren’t there to collect your prize in person, the job of delivery falls to me.”

Applejack stared blankly at the mayor for a moment then down to the ribbon and Mayor Stallion’s hoof. “Well, thank ya, Mayor.”

“No need to thank me, just doing my duty.” Mayor Stallion cheerfully patted Applejack on the chest once more. Then he abruptly pulled his hoof away and led it through an overly wide wave whilst turning to leave. “Now if you’ll excuse me I must be going.”

“Sure ya’ can’t stay for a bite, Mayor?” The mayor stopped mid-step. In spite of his best effort to make a quick getaway, Applejack had him with simple invitation. He sighed and glanced up at the sun again. “Ah’ just happen to have one of those award winnin’ pies bakin’ right now.”

The mayor turned around and nodded. “I suppose a few minutes couldn’t hurt.” Applejack nodded back and turned around himself, heading inside with a swish of the tail that removed any ambiguity from his invitation.

Applejack checked on the oven while the mayor took a seat at the table, opening it up to check on the pie he apparently did have baking. Mayor Stallion had to admit that the scent wafting from that oven was almost as tantalizing as the pony bent over in front of it. A month ago either of those observations would have made him stay without question, yet at this moment the mayor couldn’t help but think of how much work he would have to catch up on once this interlude was finished. Perhaps it was because he’d had a taste of both the pie and the stud less than a week ago.

“Looks like we’ve got some time.” Applejack shut the oven with a loud creak and took a seat at the table, opposite his guest. “Anythin’ you want to do in the meantime?” He tipped his hat and gave his guest a wink once he’d finished speaking. Mayor Stallion just smiled plainly back at him.

After a moment’s pause, the mayor scratched his chin and looked off to the side. “I understand things are going well on the farm.” He did his best to ignore the lustful grin on the face of the stud in his peripheral vision, as well as that stud’s hooves obviously shuffling under the table. “Sales are going well I hear?”

“Eeyup! Everythin’s right as rain!” Applejack spoke excitedly for sure, but the slight breathiness to his voice made it clear that his excitement wasn’t wholly because of the farm’s finances. Of course, a touch of it was attributable to those finances, and the statement on its own was enough to cause Mayor Stallion to sigh. However, this time he managed to keep it to simply closing his eyes and briefly losing his smile. “Uh… of course I could always use a little bit more spendin’ money.” When the mayor reopened his eyes and turned to his stud, he saw that the lustful grin had been replaced by a nervous one.

A chuckle escaped the mayor, and he put his professional smile back on. The bumbling roleplaying had been truly cute the first time it happened, and it still was in truth. However Mayor Stallion couldn’t help but find it just a touch tired now that they had been through it several times. Even if he had done it right, perhaps the little game of purchasing Applejack had itself gotten old over the course of the last month.

”Perhaps it’s time for a change of pace, Applejack.” The mayor turned his head towards a window again. “If you’ll indulge me, of course.”

Applejack immediately nodded in response. That was one of the things Mayor Stallion admired most about him; his eagerness to please. “Of course, Mayor. What was it ya’ had in mind?”

There was a brief moment of silence as Mayor Stallion stood up and trotted to the door. Though he didn’t look back, he liked to think it was quiet because Applejack had been left dumbstruck. “I’ll be back in a minute,” he said, stopping at the door, “When I get back just follow my lead.” With that said, he stepped outside.

He took the minute to himself after that mostly to breath. He waited almost up to the end of his self-allotted time to actually do himself up in any way. Of course, all he actually did was loosen his tie and muss his mane a tad. The sultry smile and the slight tilt to his stance weren’t added until after he’d actually knocked on the door.

The door was actually opened somewhat gently. It wasn’t exactly inched open either though, just pushed aside without a crash for once. Applejack stood behind it, looking surprised. “Hello, sir,” the mayor said with as much lilt in his voice as he could manage. It had been awhile since he’d truly tried to sound so feminine, but he was pretty sure he still had it in him judging by the confused look and bright red color that came to his stud’s face. “May I come in?”

“Uh, o-of course.” Applejack nodded politely and moved to the side. Mayor Stallion walked right in the moment he did so. He noted with a chuckle that Applejack was nervously covering himself with his hooves while the door was open. It was nice to be reminded about how much the stud wanted him.

Mayor Stallion took a seat at the table again and tapped his hoof against the floorboards. Applejack understood the signal and took a seat next to him, close but not quite touching. After fixing that little problem by moving a hoof up against Applejack’s hip, the mayor set his spectacles on the nearby table and leaned in to his stud. “So, what was it you were hoping for, sir?” he asked, breathing on Applejack’s neck.

It took longer than the mayor would have liked, but Applejack did catch on soon enough. His eyes widened when Mayor Stallion looked up at him longingly, and a curious smile crossed his face. The lips quivered nervously, but his eyes seemed to suddenly focus. Its meaning became clear quickly despite Mayor Stallion being given no time to actually analyze it.

Before he could react Applejack had pulled the mayor into a kiss. It was a rough and sloppy experience, with Applejack using all of his usual vigor to force the mayor’s lips apart and wrestle with his tongue. He was considerably gentler otherwise though, both in guiding Mayor Stallion’s hoof onto his member and pushing him against the edge of the table.

Of course, it was no doubt helpful that Mayor Stallion encouraged the gentler actions. He leaned back against the table in preparation to lay on it, and his hoof started massaging Applejack’s penis the moment it made contact. The kiss he had been more resistant to, and although he did not fight it now, he didn’t help Applejack much either. He merely let the stallion use the full force of his tongue as he pleased. Any guidance would have been worthless in any case, and besides, it was hardly unenjoyable.

Applejack eventually broke the kiss and moved in closer, resting his head beside the mayor’s. Mayor Stallion pulled his head back to get a good look at the stallion pressing against him. He wore an intimidating grin over his heavy breathing. Mayor Stallion just smiled knowingly back at it. “You know, you’re not supposed to kiss a-“

He was cut off by another kiss no less passionate then the first. Applejack ground eagerly against him, with both forelegs around his hips and his throbbing cock pushed roughly against Mayor Stallion’s only recently hardened shaft. The mayor stopped his hoofjob just a moment to press back, and that’s when the kiss ended again. Applejack pulled his lips away slowly this time with his tongue dragging behind. It was still hanging out for just a moment before he spoke.

“Ah’m the boss, right?” There was no doubting that Applejack spoke with authority, but the fact that it was still worded as a question made the mayor smile a little wider. Applejack moved one of his hooves down to his partner’s rear, and the other moved up and started massaging Mayor Stallion’s lower back. He didn’t go any farther than that though, even after Mayor Stallion paused to see if he would.

It was only for a couple of seconds, but as far as the mayor was concerned that pause told him everything he needed to know. “Of course you are, sir,” he said as he resumed stroking Applejack’s shaft, “Anything you say.”

“Right!” Applejack shouted enthusiastically and pulled his hooves away from the mayor before slamming them on the table behind him. Now with a perfect view of his stud, Mayor Stallion licked his lips. He had a good idea of what Applejack was going to ask for next. “Lie down.”

In surprise Mayor Stallion glanced up at Applejack. The cowpony was grinning ear to ear. “On the table Ah’ mean.” He tapped a hoof on the table. “Ah’d like to see ya’.”

“Yes, sir.” Mayor Stallion reacted with only a moment’s pause. After all, Applejack did have a pie in the oven. It was hardly odd that he would want to move a little faster than usual. He made sure not to waste time after that pause. He moved to the side and set himself down on the table front first, his rear in the air and his legs and cock dangling off the edge. “Like this, sir?” he asked, tilting his hips and looking to Applejack.

To his surprise again, Applejack responded by hopping down and nervously adjusting his hat with a hoof. “Umm… sorry. Ah’ guess I shoulda been clearer.” Mayor Stallion looked at him curiously and he spun a hoof. The Mayor nodded back to him and rolled away from Applejack and onto his back. It wasn’t long before Applejack came to join him, placing each hoof on the table on either side of the mayor. “Thanks, Mayor.”

Applejack leaned in for another kiss on the mayor’s lips. This time, however, it was actually somewhat controlled. Even though it was still quite wet, Applejack moved his tongue with intent now; wrapping it expertly together with the mayor’s. And their lips weren’t the only things Applejack was pushing together. Each grind of lip against lip was accompanied by a lengthy grind of shaft against shaft. The tongue-tie was tested often as the stud on top of him worked to rub every inch of himself over the mayor’s member.

Things continued in that manner for long enough for the mayor to start feeling impatient. He started involuntarily squirming against Applejack; inching further back on the table in order to prompt the stud to get moving already. Though, for what it was worth, the mayor was only annoyed because he was becoming steadily more aroused with each moment of touch.

Whether or not this move would have worked was left untested. Applejack broke the kiss again and the arousing motion along with it. Before Mayor Stallion even had the chance to think of a remark, the stud had already pulled himself off the table. When the mayor turned to look, Applejack was already leaning over the oven; mitt in mouth. “S’rry, M’yer. J’s a sec.”

Mayor Stallion stared plainly at the stallion as he opened the oven and leaned down to remove the pie. It wasn’t an unpleasant view, as Applejack was still completely hard and not doing anything to hide it. However, the pause was painful nonetheless, especially given how eager the mayor had been to take his stud just moments ago. Casually, Mayor Stallion glanced down to his own cock. He had hardly gone soft, but there was no longer a throbbing to his arousal. With a sigh, he stood up.

Applejack hardly seemed to react at all at first. He just trotted over and set the pie down right next to where the mayor had just been laying. Then he dropped the mitt and smiled nervously at the stallion he had been making out with less than a minute ago. “Ah’ didn’t want ta’ just stop like that, but the pie was gonna burn ya’ know?”

He was left scratching his head for a moment as the mayor stared back at him, an unflinching poker face covering his features. When Mayor Stallion put on his professional smile, the nervousness fled almost immediately. Applejack looked straight ahead, unmistakably admiring the smile of his lover. “It’s fine, Applejack.”

“Then yer not upset?” Mayor Stallion nodded. “Glad ta’ hear it.” Applejack seemed to bounce as he then started trotting past the mayor. Mayor Stallion followed along with his eyes firmly focused on Applejack’s still prominent masculinity. “Hope ya’ don’t mind taking this upstairs. Best not to mess around with the pie on the table.” He moved on towards the stairs without waiting for a response. Of course, one was hardly needed. Mayor Stallion followed with only a small remark.

“Whatever you say,” he paused at the bottom of the stairs, earning a glance back from his stud, “Sir.”

“We’re still doin’ that too, huh?” Mayor Stallion couldn’t make out his stud’s expression over the distance, but there was a clear humor in his tone. Before he spoke again he was completely out of sight on the upper floor. “Then go on and get up here, stud. Ah’ll be in the room in just a minute.” Mayor Stallion laughed quietly in response, and then obeyed the request happily.

He was left alone after reaching the bedroom as Applejack continued down the hall. He laid himself down on the bed and turned onto his back to prepare for his stud’s return. As much fun as the new game had been, Mayor Stallion didn’t want to force Applejack to deliver the same order twice.

Once he was in the proper position Mayor Stallion turned his attention to a more important bit of preparation. He closed his eyes and gently ran a hoof along his cock. His thoughts turned to his first night with Applejack, and he began clopping in earnest shortly after as his favorite image of the stud, forelegs coated in cum and panting underneath him, came to mind. The images shifted wildly after that, from past lovers to attractive employees to other past encounters with Applejack.

The sounds of the bedroom door being tossed open alerted the mayor to Applejack’s arrival as usual. He didn’t bother opening his eyes to glance at the door. He wouldn’t be able to make out much in any case. What he did do in consideration for Applejack was cease his solo exercises, only leaving a single hoof to glide slowly along his cock and display it for the stallion at the door.

Applejack only paused for a moment at the door before walking to the bed. Mayor Stallion only opened his eyes ever so slightly after he felt the stallion’s weight pushing down on the bed’s edge. He was greeted to the sight of Applejack smiling above him, bare of both ribbon and hat and moving in for a kiss. The mayor closed his eyes and turned his head to the side.

The stud was not wholly deterred, still happily moving his lips forward. However he quickly settled on a new target, and a new action for that matter. Mayor Stallion, much to his own surprise, let out a yelp when Applejack sank his teeth in. To his further surprise, that wasn’t enough to make Applejack pull back. The yelp was followed soon by a quiet hiss.

The nip ended with a sigh from the mayor as Applejack loosed his grip and pulled away. The weight left the side of the bed shortly after. In curiosity, Mayor Stallion reopened his eyes and turned to face Applejack. He was almost immediately struck by another kiss. It was just a quick peck, after which Applejack climbed onto the bed and on top of the mayor. He gave the mayor another nip on the neck and slid his noticeably slick cock along mayor’s body along the way.

Applejack lingered with most of his weight pushing down on the mayor long enough to plant one more kiss, though this time only on his lover’s cheek. After that he got to his hooves and stood above the mayor with a gentle smile. Of course, Mayor Stallion paid little attention to the smile, as he was still focused on the shining cock that was resting on top of his now moist member.

“Ya, ready, Mayor?” Applejack took a step back as he asked the question, and waited for the response while resting his snout on Mayor Stallion’s chest. The mayor laid his head back and lifted his hind legs until he felt his shaft touch Applejack’s once more. The stud’s shaft slid away, and the stud lifted his face from his lover’s chest.

Mayor Stallion spread his legs as wide as he could manage, though Applejack hardly needed more of an invitation than he’d already gotten. As the mayor was spreading his stud was already sliding a shaft between his cheeks. He only let it pass once in both directions though; stopping the moment he had the tip in position. However, he didn’t stop the teasing.

For what seemed like an eternity the stallion only hovered around the mayor’s entrance, sliding the head back and forth against it. Even while he pushed back against Applejack the mayor couldn’t manage to slide it in. Much as he enjoyed the warm feeling of both the lubricant and the pre-cum around his asshole, Mayor Stallion had grown impatient for the main event before he’d even gotten upstairs. This was just torturous “I’m ready, Applejack,” he thought aloud, bitterly.

Of course, the stud heard him. “Ah’m sorry, Mayor. It’s just,” he stopped rubbing and glanced down at the mayor’s rear nervously, “We usually use a bit more, so Ah’ thought I’d start you off myself.”

The mayor lifted himself up on his forelegs and gazed longingly at his stud. A bit of his true humor came through in the small, forced smile even as he retook his persona. “Don’t worry about me, sir,” he said in his effeminate voice. He laid back after that and closed his eyes. “I’m here for your pleasure.”

There was a sigh once he’d finished his little show. Mayor Stallion chose to think it was because his stud had been relieved of worry, because shortly after it was released he felt himself being penetrated. His eyes fluttered their way open and he made his tongue fall out the side of his mouth as he moaned. Applejack was still insufferably gentle, pulling out and pushing in just to the point of least give. Removing his tongue from the equation served the double purpose of preventing the mayor from giving orders in an effort to push his stud forward.

However, even though it was not perfectly to his tastes, Mayor Stallion found himself truly enjoying the feeling of his stallion’s cock as much as ever. He hardly had to squeeze at all to find himself in ecstasy thanks to the thick meat; not that that kept him from doing so anyway. Applejack’s stymied grunts over controlled breathing were adorable as well. It hadn’t been what he wanted, but for the mayor the new sound from his stud was definitely not unwelcome.

When Applejack finally bottomed out both his new sounds and all thrusting stopped. Mayor Stallion waited just a moment for it to continue, resisting the urge to start squirming beneath the stallion and trying to simply enjoy the fullness. He quickly succumbed to desire however and broke character, retracting his tongue and showing annoyance on his face for just a moment as he leaned up and started to speak. “Keep go-“

A kiss cut him off for the final time, this time more violently than ever before. He was forced back against the head of the bed while the stallion atop him stuck his tongue down his throat and pushed his hips up against his rear. Without a thought, the mayor pushed his tongue against Applejack’s. It was then that the stud got back to properly moving his hips.

Applejack was nowhere near as forceful with his cock as he was with his tongue. His thrusts were quick and short. However they were plentiful, and thanks to Applejack’s proximity every thrust into the mayor was also a thrust against him. It wasn’t a surprise to Mayor Stallion that the fur of Applejack’s stomach felt so good against his shaft, but having it rub against him with no effort on his part was quite pleasant, even if it was just a bonus on top of a solid fucking.

Mayor Stallion started wiggling his hips and thrusting against the stallion above him. The kiss ended abruptly as he shouted into Applejack’s maw after one shift managed to aim the stallion just right. His whole body stiffened in an attempt to keep pushing against the shaft inside him, but Applejack pulled back, keeping up his steady rhythm. The invigorating jolt faded just long enough for the mayor to gasp for air.

That steady rhythm thankfully came with equally steady aim. Applejack shifted only slightly in order to reattach his lips to the mayor’s, and his next thrust managed to hit the smaller stallion’s prostate perfectly. Before long Mayor Stallion was alternating between breathing into his stud’s mouth and gasping for air with regularity in perfect time with each of Applejack’s thrusts. Applejack only gave their mouths just enough room to reach for the free air, otherwise sloppily mashing his face against the mayor’s with abandon.

The rhythm won the day soon enough. Mayor Stallion’s body stiffened against his stud while he splattered both of their chests with semen. Rather than put on a show and really shout, he merely sighed against Applejack’s lips as the stud closed his mouth and pulled away, resting his chin on the mayor’s chest.

Applejack’s face sank into Mayor Stallion’s chest as the pace of his thrusts began to steadily increase. The mayor responded by moaning lightly, already spent for the moment and just waiting for the big finish. That finish didn’t seem to be coming any time soon though, as Applejack seemed determined to keep going until his thrusts reached a fever pitch. All the while he kept his face pressed against his lover’s chest, which failed spectacularly at concealing his rapid and heavy breathing. Mayor Stallion managed to remain almost painfully hard the whole ride.

It took long enough for the mayor to start really throbbing when the stud finally stopped. Without finishing, he grunted and paused at full depth before lifting his head. Mayor stallion wrapped his hooves around Applejack’s neck, and then pressed his lips against the cowpony’s forehead. Applejack tilted upwards ever so slightly and connected those lips to his. Right then the stud let loose, and while the mayor squeezed tightly on the rod inside him, its sizable load was already running out between his cheeks by the time he felt Applejack breathing into him again.

Mayor Stallion disconnected the kiss a second after the breathing started, choosing to enjoy the sound of the panting rather than the feel of it. Applejack didn’t interfere as he laid back. The stud only rested on top of him, panting and subtly adjusting himself to remove his cock, before going still entirely.

In the midst of the heavy breathing there was only silence. The mayor didn’t even open his eyes to get a look at his tired stud for once. He just enjoyed the breathing, and the feeling of the warm body waiting with him in the afterglow.

He was jolted back to reality a minute later by a sudden attack of panic. One that passed quickly when he realized that it was already too late to do anything about the meetings he was already probably too late for. It didn’t pass quickly enough for Applejack to miss it though. “Somethin’ wrong, Mayor,” he asked as he lifted himself up and looked down at his lover through half-closed eyes.

Mayor Stallion wanted to respond by explaining his little trouble, but instead he just said the usual thing. “Nothing at all, Applejack,” he said shutting his eyes once more.

Applejack laid back down on him and nodded his head against the mayor’s chest. “Glad ta’ hear it,” he said with a sigh. “That mean yer staying fer dessert?”

After reopening his eyes and glancing out the window, the mayor responded with a quiet, “I suppose.” Applejack didn’t turn with him thankfully. If he had he might have noticed that the sun marked it as early evening; a little close to dinner for an early dessert.

“Any chance ah’ can convince ya’ ta’ stay fer dinner too then?”

Mayor Stallion closed his eyes and petted his stallion’s mane. “I suppose. Perhaps it is a little early for pie right now.”

“That’s not the dessert ah’ was hopin’ fer after dinner.” Applejack gave the mayor a kiss on the neck. “If ya’ wouldn’t mind stayin’ a little past then Ah’ mean.” The kissing continued quietly after that. Mayor Stallion didn’t say anything back. Applejack didn’t need an answer anyway. He was the boss today.

Instead, the mayor looked out the window again and watched the sun dip further. As the stallion atop him smothered him with kisses, he pondered just how early he’d have to get up the next morning.