Chapter OneView OnlineThe Stud and the City OfficialChapter One“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.
Chapter TwoView OnlineThe Stud and the City OfficialChapter TwoMayor Stallion calmly seated himself on his bed and set his supplies on the nightstand. He checked the clock on the nightstand as well. It read 8:15, a little bit early for getting ready perhaps considering the date was scheduled for 9:00. However, it never did hurt to be prepared well in advance of a proper tryst. Besides, the mayor would hardly put it past Applejack to show up early. To get started on his preparations, the mayor simply closed his eyes and laid back. He licked his lips and moved a hoof down to his groin as he pictured the encounter he’d had just a few hours ago. Applejack had been much more skilled then he’d expected, and so very enthusiastic too. Considering how it had all started because of an… unfortunate misunderstanding, the little tryst had ended up surprisingly pleasant in hindsight. “Mmm…” the mayor moaned as he thought of the word, ‘hindsight.’ It reminded him of his stud. Applejack had a truly wonderful rear; perfectly toned and muscular. It had been somewhat unexplored during their last encounter, but Mayor Stallion had hardly ignored it before now. Thinking of giving it proper attention, however, was far more exhilarating than a simple awkward glance here and there. In its mysterious way, the thought was even more arousing than the memories. He opened his eyes and cast his gaze downwards. The mayor was perfectly aroused now and ready for his stud to arrive. The steady thoughts flowing through his mind would keep him from getting soft anytime soon as well. He glanced over to the nightstand. As he remembered, the lube was set out along with a towel. His toys all remained tucked away in the drawer, but organized just in case. Everything was ready. A knock on the door came from downstairs, signaling Applejack’s arrival no doubt. Mayor Stallion checked the clock again; 8:34. “Come in,” Mayor chimed cheerfully in his professional tone. The stallion’s always loved that tone, and this particular stallion had proven no exception. “I’m working upstairs,” he added once he heard the door open. Applejack walked with a distinctly hard step, so the mayor had no worries about his arrival being somepony else as he heard the clop of hooves on the stairs. He rolled over calmly to face the bedroom door and display himself properly. A hoof moved out and caressed his length gingerly as he waited on bated breath for the door to open. Eventually the door did open, and not slowly enough to keep the mayor waiting either. Applejack clearly had an idea of what tact was, given how he at least tried to open the door quietly, but he clearly had no skill in the matter. Rather than properly gripping the knob in order to guide it open, the stallion merely pushed on the door. Although he no doubt intended to push gently, this had the unfortunate result of the door swinging open abruptly and only stopping once it hit the nearby wall. The little awkward event did nothing to ruin the mood though. In fact, the awkward look on Applejack’s face and the way he swallowed nervously was somewhat reminiscent of their first encounter. The mayor hummed and closed his eyes as he thought back to that look. “Nice to see you again, Applejack,” he said coolly as he opened his eyes again. The look was gone and replaced with a horny grin. Applejack had made his way to the bed, setting his hat on the nightstand along the way. “Nice seein’ you again too, Mayor.” Applejack spoke cheerfully as he put his hooves on the bed. He hesitated in getting the rest of his body on as well, but a single nod was enough to get him up. Mayor Stallion admired the view during the climb. His focus was on the hips of course, but his stud’s groin did catch his eye when he laid down. That was another thing he admired about Applejack, such energy. He was already at least halfway to full girth; no foreplay or preparation required. The feeling of a hoof on his cheek pulled the mayor’s attention away from the groin. Applejack was smiling at him, seductively but with just a touch of nerves shining through. The hoof showed no signs of nervousness though. Applejack moved it skillfully if a little roughly across the mayor’s cheek and neck. Meanwhile his other hoof moved down and around towards the mayor’s waist with the same rough press. It was all wonderfully erotic, particularly when Applejack moved the hoof from Mayor Stallion’s waist to his groin and the mayor responded in turn. Even if he wasn’t allowing himself to look, he could tell that the stallion lying beside him was now fully prepared for the night ahead. He had every intention of continuing the foreplay by moving in for a kiss, but an ill placed move on Applejack’s part forced him to put the moment on hold very briefly. When the spectacles first started moving Mayor Stallion didn’t give it a passing thought as he simply enjoyed the movement of Applejack’s hooves. However, when they hit his forehead he started to notice what his partner was doing and quickly put a stop to it. “I like what I see, Applejack.” As he spoke he moved the stallion’s hoof away from his face and straightened the glasses. “And I’d like to keep seeing it for now.” Applejack’s nerves finally broke through thanks to the little critique; not in a bad way though. In fact the resulting grin, even if it was somewhat less sexy overall, was quite cute. “Heh! Sorry ‘bout that, sir,” he said trying to laugh off the little mistake, “Just thought they might-“ “If things get too wild, I’ll take them off myself.” Mayor Stallion calmly interrupted Applejack by placing a hoof over his mouth, causing the nervous smile to reappear. “Speaking of,” the mayor moved forward and wrapped a hind leg around Applejack, causing their mutual arousals to finally interact physically, “I suspect that you’re about ready to get started aren’t you?” The nervous grin on Applejack’s face faded back into the seductive smile and he moved in for a kiss. It wasn’t passionate. Just like the caressing it was skillful more than anything. Unlike the caress, the kisses weren’t rough. Each peck on the mayor’s body was light and soft, lingering for less than a second before Applejack moved on. He started with a single kiss on the nose and moved downward quickly as a result. He only passed the neck for a moment before settling on kissing in a gentle ring around Mayor Stallion’s chest. “That’s lovely, Applejack.” The mayor spoke calmly and professionally, expertly covering just how wonderful this felt. Perhaps preparing beforehoof had been a bad idea. Were he not already more than ready, Mayor Stallion might have been more than content to let this keep going. Now it was just making him ache to get going. “It’s not exactly something I’d take my spectacles off for though.” Applejack paused his kissing and glanced upwards. For just a second Mayor Stallion worried he might have made a misstep, but a quick glance downward made it clear that he had indeed played his cards right. The stallion was still smiling. “Alright, Mayor,” he said, reaching a hoof around to the mayor’s rear and sliding himself up just a bit, “Ah’ just figured you’d want a little more time to warm up.” “Very considerate. The lube’s on the nightstand.” Mayor Stallion gave Applejack’s head a pat before nodding towards the side of the bed. The young stud wasted no time in retrieving the bottle. He even went so far as to casually toss his favorite headgear onto the floor in order to uncover it. He paused a moment after the hat was gone though, no doubt lingering on the magazines. For his part the other stallion simply relaxed and enjoyed the view. When the view changed the mayor found himself somewhat conflicted. Applejack had seated himself on his side, cock on full display and lube in hoof. It truly was a lovely piece of meat. Seeing it properly reminded the mayor of the rather wonderful experience he had had with it earlier. Then again there was still that lovely toned rear to deal with. The decision was made in short order as Applejack opened the bottle and moved it towards his crotch. “Allow me,” Mayor Stallion leaned in and stopped the bottle on its way. He had come up with a rather elegant solution to his problem: why compromise. Applejack cordially passed the lube as the mayor laid his head next to his stallionhood. The pair then shared a brief smile before he got to work. As he poured the lube onto a hoof, Mayor Stallion moved in to plant a kiss on the cock in front of him. The taste was fairly typical, but he did have to admit that the scent was incredible. Applejack had been working, evidently, and a very nice musk had built up around the groin. The testicles in particular had quite the aroma. Mayor Stallion decided they would be a nice place to linger, and started suckling on the pair once he’d set the bottle aside. He scooped a single dollop of the lube off of his loaded hoof and placed it on Applejack’s shaft. The stud let out what promised to be a long drawn out sigh as Mayor Stallion began spreading the lube. Sadly however, the sigh was cut off before it had time to finish by a much more succinct gasp. The mayor had moved the more liberally lubricated hoof to Applejack’s behind and began massaging it. “Uh…Mayor.” Applejack seemed ready to mutter a word of complaint, but he hesitated. His hind legs seemed to spread quite willingly in any case. Nonetheless, it was important that all complaints were addressed. The mayor released Applejack’s balls and cock for a moment and glanced at his face. The stud wore a slightly nervous expression, less cute then the ones before as the anxiety was much more powerful than a simple faux pas. “Is there a problem, Applejack?” He spoke professionally as he always did, and the hoof on his stud’s rear never stopped moving. There was something of a palpable silence while Applejack paused to answer. After a few moments of muddling through it, he closed his eyes and changed his expression back to the seductive smile. It’s nothin’, Mayor,” as Applejack spoke his leg’s spread a little wider, “Keep goin’.” Mayor Stallion resumed his other duties with a smile at his stud’s prompting. The one duty that he had kept up during the interim became more focused, centering around Applejack’s entrance rather than merely his rear in general. Applejack began to sigh again. Although the activity which influenced it was fairly obvious, the mayor liked to think that the sighs lustful nature was at least encouraged a good deal by his activities around the stallion’s rear. Eventually the scent of the lubricant began to unpleasantly cover Applejack’s natural musk. As far as Mayor Stallion was concerned, this seemed like the perfect signal to stop the preparation. He slid the balls across his tongue and gave the cock one last long rub before pulling back and sitting up. Again he left his other hoof where it was. “You may want to roll over,” he cautioned. Applejack refused the advice, instead merely spreading his legs a little further and remaining on his side. After that he simply rolled his head back and said, “Ah’d prefer it like this, Mayor. If ya’ don’t mind of course.” A pang of surprise struck Mayor Stallion at the stallion’s choice, though he made sure it didn’t show. Applejack had been somewhat reluctant to bottom after all. Such a rough position was curious…curious and enticing. The mayor didn’t hesitate to complete the position by placing himself properly at Applejack’s rear. He leaned down to his stud’s ear as his cock was properly readied for penetration. “If you insist,” he whispered. “Don’t hold back.” Applejack closed his eyes, and his voice quivered slightly. “No point in not goin’ all out, right?” The mayor smiled. It was a suitable enough explanation for the behavior. This stallion was eager to be dominated. More importantly though, it was permission to do whatever he wanted with his little stud; just like he’d had before. In fact it was arguably better since it would do no more damage to his wallet this time. A rather noisy gasp came from the stud just before penetration. Mayor Stallion had decided to taunt him a little bit by giving him a nip on the ear, and Applejack’s eyes had shot abruptly open in surprise. They slammed shut again once the rutting actually started. In line with Applejack’s request there was no holding back. The lube made it easy enough for the mayor to enter quickly. Applejack’s passage was wonderfully tight, but no more so than any other stallion really. This was likely because of just how much time they had spent on their little foreplay, either that or Applejack was hardly as reluctant as Mayor Stallion had suspected; at least when it came to other stallions. Of course, the mayor chose to believe that he simply opened up for a stallion who took proper control of his stud. The expressions on the stud’s face supported the idea that his reluctance had been at the very least exaggerated. There had been some yelping and a small bit of a pained look when Mayor Stallion first entered. However, within mere seconds the yelp gave way to a moan. The expression more or less remained identical, but the mouth opened slightly rather than continue scrunching up. It was a subtle change, but a meaningful one. Mayor Stallion wasn’t completely satisfied with this display though. He had to make absolutely sure that Applejack was enjoying himself. After all, what would it say about him if he ignored his stud’s comfort for his own pleasure? So, upon reaching full depth after his fourth thrust, he stopped. The other stallion’s moans stopped along with him, replaced by a light panting. “How are you feeling, Applejack?” the mayor asked, still hovering just above Applejack’s ear. A bit of squirming was all the response he got for a moment. It was a nice temptation to continue, but the mayor chose to ignore it for now. He wanted a more concrete encouragement. He got what he wanted after just a bit more squirming. Applejack moaned and shook before his sigh turned into proper equestrian. “Ah-ah’m fine, Mayor. Ah’ told ya’ not to hold back remember?” His eyes opened and he shot Mayor Stallion a lustful smile while he spoke. Mayor Stallion paused just a moment longer, tempted as he was to continue, in order to enjoy the expression. It broke before he wanted however. Applejack’s continued squirming moved him into hitting a sweet spot again, causing the shaky moan from before as he closed his eyes back up. The tightening around his cock was too amazing for the mayor to resist, and with the loss of his inhibitor he had no reason to fight the temptation anyway. He leaned in for a kiss on his stud’s cheek then started the rutting in earnest. There was no time wasted getting into a rhythm. Mayor Stallion’s thrusts started out powerful and erratic with no more concern for Applejack’s comfort. Applejack didn’t mind, all he did at first was continue squirming, though his more shaky moans did increase in frequency. It didn’t take too long for the energy he put into his squirming to increase though, much to the mayor’s delight. Mayor Stallion continued to watch his stud eagerly throughout his process for the most part. He only closed his eyes for the occasional calming sigh on a particularly hard squeeze. Sadly it was during one of these calming pauses that Applejack finally got his vigor up. During his sigh the mayor was interrupted by a sudden jarring shake from the stallion clamping down on his cock. He opened his eyes and pulled back in preparation for another thrust, and while he did so he got a good look at what was going on. Below him, Applejack had started rather furiously rubbing himself off with both hooves. The mayor’s bit of surprise faded and he got back to thrusting, even more passionately thanks to the lovely sight. His inhibition’s left him, both in terms of his motions and his moaning as he got caught up in his stud’s unstable clopping. The mayor allowed his calm to fade and let his moaning flow out naturally. The stable calm he had kept slept quickly as Mayor Stallion’s moans slipped into shouts. He kept them quiet enough to keep them below Applejack’s own shouting, mostly to keep the façade up, but partially because he enjoyed hearing the stud scream his name. Soon enough, the mayor’s spectacles began to slip along with his calm; a factor that he only began to notice after they had practically fallen off his face. He was forced to lean in to Applejack’s neck, face first, in order to keep them on. This of course had the added benefit of bringing him closer to the source of the shouting. The first yelp in some time escaped Applejack as the mayor reflexively bit down on his neck. The pause in the shouting was a touch unpleasant, but it was too late for it to matter by that point. He was already climaxing. Applejack named the mayor one last time as the stallion came inside of him. It was calmer now, almost like a sigh. Mayor Stallion loosened his bite and relaxed inside the stud with a sigh as he came. Applejack had stopped his shaking once the mayor paused. Curious, he turned his head and glanced toward his stud’s stallionhood. The orange stallion was still hard and dripping, but his forelegs were positively coated in cum. Mayor Stallion smiled to himself as he pondered what he had missed while watching Applejack’s face. “You were…energetic,” he said leaning himself up towards Applejack’s ear. A cum coated hoof touching his cheek and a small sigh from Applejack were the only response the mayor got. Somewhat disappointing from a stud, Mayor Stallion had expected to receive a compliment off his own, but the gesture was wonderfully intimate. Sadly, however, intimacy was not exactly what the mayor had been prepared for, so he pulled away, settling himself on the edge of the bed in front of Applejack. “S-somethin’ wrong, sir?” Applejack opened his eyes lazily as the mayor settled himself. There was a clear tone of surprise in the sigh, but thankfully he was still too content at the moment to be truly upset by the abrupt breakaway. “Nothing at all, Applejack.” Mayor Stallion glanced back at him with a gentle politician’s smile. Then he just as calmly turned away and wiped the cum off his cheek with a hoof before standing up. “Get yourself cleaned up. I’ll use the shower. You can have the towels.” “Maybe I’ll come and join you in a bit.” There was lust again now, and the words were no longer spoken entirely like a sigh. The mayor nodded in affirmation but didn’t speak back. He was a tad disappointed the afterglow was fading so fast, but he would still be able to get some good alone time if he hurried. With that in mind, he nodded politely to his stud and trotted to the shower to wash off. The mayor glanced back at Applejack just once before leaving the room as he paused to step through the doorway. The stud had already almost completely cleaned off in the time it took him to simply walk around the bed. Evidently Mayor Stallion would not be getting that sweet afterglow alone-time he would have liked. “Then again, perhaps that’s not a bad thing.” The mayor smiled devilishly as he thought aloud. Applejack was climbing off the bed now, and he had evidently noticed his partner’s staring. And he certainly enjoyed showing off for his audience. Mayor Stallion kept his devilish smile on and kept that show in mind as he turned away and continued on towards the shower. He didn’t care to acknowledge it for now, but his stud was following close behind.
FinaleView OnlineThe Stud and the City OfficialFinaleThe 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.