All characters © Hasbro, not me.
CONTAINS: (somewhat)Hyper 'endowments', real big muscles, and a whole lot of gay pony stuff. Also, as a lame cop-out for my lack of imagination, all ponies in this alternate dimension are anthropomorphic. (Think Slugbox anthro ponies, but with hooves for feet! Kinda like this: http://i.imgur.com/rYBFE.jpg )
A Night in the Barn
By Nostalgia Schmaltz
It was another hot summer afternoon in Canterlot; the sun high in the sky, prompting many of its residents to be out enjoying the nice weather. Among them was none other than the famous fashion designer, Hoity Toity. Though instead of being at a busy beach or at a park, he was relaxing at his own estate, preferring to relax in peace and quiet than in crowded places, especially with all the rabid photographers constantly wanting to take pictures of his near-perfect muscular form. Wearing nothing but his usual ivory cuffs, cravat and purple shades, along with a dark blue pair of swim trunks, he reclined lazily in a long chair beside his private pool.
Hoity Toity sighed contently as he rested, enjoying the warm sun against his purple coat. “Quite a way to spend an afternoon...” he thought, enjoying the occasional break from the hustle and bustle of his busy fashion designer life. Opening his eyes slightly, he stared up at the clouds through his shades, watching them slowly move across the sky.
His relaxation was interrupted though as he heard a voice coming from the gate. “Mr.Hoity Toity? Are you there?” The purple stallion looked over toward the source of the voice, seeing through the window a gray colored mare with a golden-yellow mane, and a messenger satchel at her side. Getting up from his chair, he walked over to the gate, straightening his cravat as he opened the top half of the door.
“This had better be important.” he grumbled softly before he looked down at the mare. “Yes, this is he. What do you want?”
“I brought you a letter!” she eagerly exclaimed with a smile, reaching into her mail satchel, digging around in it a bit as she searched for an envelope.
Hoity Toity raised an eyebrow, slightly disturbed by the way her pupils' positions were inverted, both of them pointed in different directions. “And...you couldn't just leave it in my mailbox?”
“I would'a left it in the mailbox but the sender said it was high priority.” She continued, pulling out a bright white envelope, holding it out towards Hoity. “Here you go Mr.Hoity!”
“Thank you...I guess.” Hoity replied shortly, taking the letter before turning and closing the upper door. “High priority...” he thought, looking at the stamp, seeing that it was from Ponyville. “From Ponyville? What could possibly be high priority from Ponyville?” he thought as he slid a finger underneath the flap on the back, tearing the envelope open.
Dear Hoity Toity,
I know you're probably very busy with your work in Canterlot, and visiting Ponyville isn't something you high-class celebrities enjoy very much. But I know you like going out to clubs, and I've just opened a new gentleman's club on the outskirts of Sweet Apple Acres in Ponyville: The Barn! I promise you'll love it! Tomorrow night we've got a real hottie performing! Hopefully sometime in the future we could see you perform here too?
Hope to see you there,
Nostalgia Schmaltz
“Hm...a brand new club? That might be worth visiting.” Hoity thought out loud, walking back to his chair and sitting back in it. He had done some work as a male entertainer(as he liked to be referred to as), though only at the more prestigious clubs in Canterlot. “I suppose I shall have to go and take a look, even if it is in Ponyville. I don't see any harm in a short visit.” he continued, before setting the letter and envelope back down on the small table next to his chair. “I wonder who this 'real hottie' could be...from Ponyville? Oh well, I'll just have to see...” he thought as he laid back again, closing his eyes.
The next evening, he dressed himself somewhat casually, but still fancy enough to be recognized as someone who lives in Canterlot. In addition to his usual getup, he wore a pair of maroon satin pants, with a matching jacket. As his limousine carriage pulled up, the few stallions standing outside glanced its way, looking in surprise as they saw the high-class purple pony step out. A celebrity in Ponyville was a rarity, let alone one showing up to a club. Hoity casually strode up to the door, only to be stopped by the bouncer, a bulky blue stallion quite a bit taller than him.
“Name please.” he spoke firmly, holding up a clipboard with a single sheet of paper on it.
“Hoity Toity.” Hoity answered as he gently moved his shades down his snout a bit to reveal his eyes, somewhat surprised at the fact that the bouncer didn't seem to know who he was. “The owner asked that I visit tonight.”
“Welcome, Mr.Toity.” The bouncer replied after checking his clipboard, unhooking the rope and stepping aside, waiting for the purple stallion to enter before closing the rope again. As Hoity Toity entered the place and glanced around, it seemed to be a typical strip club, although there was nobody on the stage yet; the show not starting for another half hour, according to the schedule posted on the door.
“Might as well mingle a bit before the show.” he thought, heading over toward the bar and taking a seat, the bartender surprised to see the high-class stallion there.
“Well! Hoity Toity, never thought I'd run into you here.” he spoke with a smile, picking up a glass from the shelf behind him. “What can I get for ya?”
“I'll have a Canterlot Extra.” the purple stallion replied, reaching into his coat pocket and taking out a large golden coin, which was imprinted with a “10”, and placing it down on the counter. “On the rocks.”
“Comin' right up!” the bartender eagerly replied, before turning and heading through the nearby door, not having any Canterlot Extra readily available at the bar, due to how little it got ordered. While Hoity Toity was waiting for his drink, a couple mares had walked up behind him, the first one a turquoise color with lighter turquoise hair, while the other was yellowish-beige with navy and pink striped hair. They both recognized Hoity's signature hairstyle, not believing that a high-class celebrity would show up there.
“Excuse me, are you Hoity Toity?” the beige one spoke, and as Hoity turned his head to face them, both of them smiled wide and giggled in excitement; it really WAS him!
The stallion grinned lightly, turning fully around on the stool. “Well, I do hope that I'm Hoity Toity, two stallions with such a perfect physique would cause an imbalance in the world.” he teased, brushing one of his lustrous white locks out from in front of his face. The two mares' excitement garnered quite a bit of attention very quickly, a few others joining them, and then more. In just a minute, the celebrity stallion had a crowd of adoring mares all around him. “Now, now, girls. There's more than enough of me to go around.” he joked, used to being mobbed by mares in places like this, but he didn't mind the attention.
After finishing his drink, he got up and headed toward the stage, the mob of fans following eagerly. The show would be starting soon, and the chairs all around the stage were slowly filling; Hoity finding one in the front row and taking a seat. He gently rested his arms on the shoulders of the two mares on the left and right of him, the beige and turquoise ones from earlier, causing them to almost melt with lovestruck-ness.
As the show began, the lights all around the room dimmed, while the lights on the small stage brightened, the curtains drawing to reveal a pole in the middle of the stage, with a familiar red stallion holding onto it, though turned away from the crowd and wearing nothing but a black speedo. His form was quite bulky and ripped with muscle, so much that you'd think he might break the pole off by accident. He turned his head to the side to look out at the crowd, his golden-brown mane swaying lightly as he did; blinking a couple times in surprise as he spotted a certain purple stallion in the front row.
(Just a quick note, I've got NO IDEA how male strippers/dancers work. Bear with me here.)
“Guess we've got a special guest, tonight.” he thought with a grin, turning his head back away from the crowd again as music began to play; all the mares in the crowd seeming to forget about Hoity Toity as the red stallion began his routine, their eyes glued to his beefy body, as well as the obvious bulge in his speedo.
“Hrm, so Nostalgia wasn't kidding...” Hoity Toity thought as he watched the red stallion. The way he moved that bulky body, the beefy muscles bulging with his movements; he was no newcomer to his job. “Quite skilled, indeed...” he thought, not wanting to believe it at first, but recognizing feelings of envy slowly building within his mind. As he looked around himself again, he noticed that the mob of adoring mares had all moved up closer to the stage, cheering on the beefy red stallion, seemingly forgetting about the celebrity they were obsessing over just minutes ago.
Hoity grumbled softly, certainly not enjoying being out-shined by a “commoner” from Ponyville; not just in popularity but in size as well. Hoity Toity was decently built, but this red stallion's size just about dwarfed Hoity's. Despite his envy though, the swelling bulge in his pants seemed to think otherwise. “Inconceivable...” he grumbled softly as he continued to watch, torn between his envy of the red stallion and his swelling lust from below. Many times his eyes drifted lower toward the sizable bulge in the red stallion's speedo, trying to guesstimate a size to compare to his own. “Even down there...he must be as big as me!” he thought, leaning forward a bit in his chair so that the front of his jacket would cover the now obvious bulge in his pants.
As the show went on, all the mares continued to cheer on the red stallion, a few of them tossing a bit(The currency) or two up onto the stage, whistling loudly to him as they cheered. The big red stallion continued his routine for a few more minutes before stepping back behind the curtain, closing in front of him as the lights dimmed.
“Well...that was certainly better than I was expecting.” Hoity thought to himself, still quite annoyed at the fact that he was no longer the center of attention, yet still, he wanted to know more about this large red stallion. Though still not quite sure of what exactly he was going to do, torn between envy and lust for the new stallion. He had moved to the back of the room just before the end, not wanting to get caught up in the crowd of mares. From there, he waited for it to clear out, before heading toward the stage and going through a door labeled “Authorized Personnel Only”.
“Now to find that stallion...” he thought, looking down the hallway in front of him, seeing six doors, three on each side. Approaching the first door on the left, he put his ear up to it and heard nothing inside; grabbing the knob and turning it, slowly opening the door to reveal a small janitor's closet. Turning around to the door opposite, he put his ear up against that one, hearing two voices on the other side. “Hm...he's got to be somewhere back here...” Hoity thought, going up to the next door on the left, this one being slightly cracked open.
Leaning against the door frame, he peered inside, finally spotting the red stallion he saw on stage, half-dressed though, only wearing a pair of overalls. “Aha, there he is...” he thought with a grin, gently grasping the doorknob and knocking on the door a couple times, not wanting to just barge in on him.
“Come in.” came a voice from inside, Hoity slowly opening the door and stepping inside. “Well, howdy there, 'pardner!” the red stallion smiled warmly, walking over to Hoity and holding his hand out. “Never thought I'd have Hoity Toity himself come and see me.”
“Yes, quite an honor indeed.” Hoity chuckled softly, shaking the red stallion's hand. “And you are?” he asked, glancing quickly at the other stallion's beefy body, seeming to be even bigger up close. “Oh, my...I must know how he managed to get this large...” he thought, feeling quite envious again now that he could easily compare the red stallion's body to his own. He had to be at least a foot taller than Hoity at roughly eight feet; though now that he was wearing pants, he couldn't quite see the stallion's size 'down there'.
“The name's Big Macintosh. I live in Ponyville o'course, workin' over at Sweet Apple Acres most of my days. Recently started comin' here for night jobs every once in a while.” Big Macintosh explained as he gave Hoity's hand a firm shake.
“I see...and how exactly would a stallion like you know me, hm?” Hoity asked, closing the door behind him as Big Macintosh walked back over to the chair he had been relaxing in, sitting down in it. “It's not very often that stallions know me by name.”
“I hear about ya a lot from some'a the magazines that Applejack gets. You're quite the popular one, aren't ya?” The red stallion grinned, crossing his arms over his beefy chest. “What brings you down here from Canterlot, anyhow?”
“The owner sent me a letter requesting my presence.” Hoity Toity answered, pulling over a folding chair and sitting down as well. “I wasn't preoccupied with anything tonight, so I figured I'd visit. Even if this place isn't in Canterlot, it's decent.” he continued with a hint of arrogance. “Quite a show, I must say.” he added, giving a soft golf clap.
“Oh, heh, T'wasn't nothin'.” Big Macintosh chuckled, blushing lightly at the complement. “Just my regular routine, nothin' special. Glad ya enjoyed it.”
“Yes, you do quite well for a Ponyville commoner. I do some work as a male entertainer once in a while, helps relieve stress.” The purple stallion went on, adjusting the cuff on his left wrist. “Though I'd say my performances are of a much higher caliber.”
“Well, there's always room for improvement, I always say.” Big Macintosh replied calmly with a smile, indifferent to Hoity's arrogance. “Maybe someday I'll be as good as you and work at clubs in Canterlot. But 'higher caliber', huh? The crowd seemed to enjoy my show quite a bit.” he teased back.
“Oh, please. Those ruffians wouldn't know what a good routine is. If they had seen one of my performances first, you would have been booed off the stage.” Hoity continued, making a whisking-away motion with his hand.
“Heh, if you say so.” Big Macintosh chuckled at the purple stallion's arrogance, leaning back in his chair. “In that case, I'd really like to see you perform sometime. You certainly sound like someone who knows a heck of a lot about it.”
“Of course, though I don't know when I'll have an opening in my schedule to perform in Canterlot.” Hoity replied, rubbing his chin gently as he tried to remember his schedule.
“Well ya can always perform here if you want.” Big Macintosh went on, smiling softly. “The stage ain't bein' used for nothin' else tonight, and I'm sure the customers would enjoy a nice two-for-one deal. Heck, we could even perform together if ya want.”
“Perform? Here? Oh, no, I don't perform outside of Canterlot, and especially not in, ugh, Ponyville.” Hoity Toity shook his head, though he did like the prospect of performing together with the beefy red stallion.
“What, afraid I'm gonna show you up again?” Big Macintosh teased again with a playful smirk, crossing his thick arms over his chest. “I saw how all them mares dropped ya like a hot potato.”
Hoity blushed at the remark, growling softly under his breath as he glared in annoyance at the beefy stallion. “Of...of course not! I'd outperform you any day!” he said defensively as he stood up. “I'll show all those mares who's the best entertainer!” he added, straightening his purple shades a bit.
“Heheh...give 'em an inch and they'll take a mile.” Big Macintosh thought with a soft chuckle as he stood up as well, grinning at the purple stallion. “Well then, see ya backstage in half an hour?” he added, extending his arm out toward Hoity for an agreement shake.
“Of course. Though don't expect me to go easy on you, 'pardner'. Be prepared for complete humiliation.” Hoity shot back, lightly shaking Big Macintosh's hand before turning and leaving.
Meanwhile at the bar, a certain yellow Pegasus had timidly entered, wearing a light green brimmed hat and a pair of blue-tinted glasses; her feeble attempt at not being recognized. She dressed somewhat casually; a simple pair of jeans along with a pink long-sleeved shirt, matching her hair color. It was somewhat small on her though, mostly due to her sizable chest, much larger than most mares in Ponyville. Stepping up to the bar, she gently placed two golden coins on the counter.
“I'll have a Bit Light, please...” she said quietly, looking over at the clock on the wall, seeing that it was about 20 minutes until the next show. Sitting down on one of the bar stools, she glanced over to her right, seeing a light-purple mare in a skimpy dress, face-down on the bar and what appeared to be a whole bottle of wine in one hand, mumbling incoherently. Sighing quietly, the yellow Pegasus moved one seat further away from the drunken mare, turning toward the bartender as he placed a bottle on the bar. “Thank you.” she spoke quietly with a smile before she took the bottle, tipping it to her lips and sighing happily in her mind as the icy-cold drink flowed over her tongue. A nice cold drink was perfect for easing her nerves after tending to her animals all afternoon.
After finishing her drink, she stood up and headed over toward the stage, finding an empty seat near the back of the room so she wouldn't be noticed by anyone once the show started. The show was set to start in about ten minutes now; the room slowly filling with people as the start time drew nearer. Backstage, the two performing stallions were preparing for their show, both wearing a somewhat tight speedo, however Hoity kept his cuffs and shades on.
“Ya'll ready?” Big Macintosh asked as he stepped up to the pole, just behind the curtain, Hoity approaching the pole opposite Big Mac's.
“As ready as I'll ever be. Let's get this over with, shall we?” The purple stallion teased back with a smirk as the music started playing again, the curtains drawing to the sides to reveal the two beefy stallions to an eager crowd of mares; instantly getting lots of applause and cheering, though Hoity couldn't really tell if they were cheering for him or Big Macintosh. “Alright Hoity, time to show this Ponyville ruffian what a good performance is...” he thought as he began his performance alongside the other bulky stallion.
(Once more, no idea how male strippers work. Yet I'm still writing about them...weird.)
The two stallions danced and moved their bodies teasingly for the crowd, Hoity trying to flaunt himself as much as possible, much more than Big Macintosh seemed to. As he vigorously performed, the crowd went wild, a wall of cheering mares up against the edge of the stage, waving their arms toward the beefy purple stallion. Grinning, he tilted his snout down, causing his purple shades to slide down a bit; looking straight toward the mares, winking as he flexed his beefy arms, the thick muscle bulging perfectly. The mares only cheered and screamed more enthusiastically at this, a few of them fainting from joy as well.
“Looks like I've got this in the bag.” Hoity thought with a light smirk as he moved back toward the pole again, glancing over toward Big Macintosh, quite a few mares on his side of the stage, though not as many. Meanwhile near the back of the room, Fluttershy watched them both, biting her lip softly as she smiled, trying to keep herself from drooling as she watched the two bulky males perform.
“Mmnh...this is...nice...” she thought, fixated mostly on Big Macintosh, but also glancing towards Hoity often, quite enticed by his rigorous performance, compared to Big Macintosh's slower, more relaxed style of performing. Both of them still showed off their beefy forms quite a bit, and as the show went on, both of their speedos seemed to bulge even further than they already were, distending as the two stallions' arousal grew. As the show neared its end, they found themselves closer to each other now, between the two poles as they danced, Hoity smirking toward Big Macintosh. The red stallion grinned softly in return, though Hoity was taken by surprise as Big Macintosh suddenly grasped his waist and pulled him in closer, their beefy bodies pressing firmly together.
He barely had time to think before he felt a warm pair of lips press against his own, his eyes widening as his cheeks quickly flushed red. He stared at the red stallion for a couple seconds, seeing his eyes open slightly and give him a wink before closing again, their lips still pressed together as Big Macintosh held him close. Normally Hoity Toity would retch at the thought of this situation, but somehow, the larger stallion seemed to soothe him. Slowly closing his eyes as well, the purple stallion gently wrapped his arms around Big Macintosh's lower back, pressing back against him and returning the gentle kiss.
Of course, the crowd was hysterical at this point. Seeing the two perform together was great in itself; seeing them both kissing was even better! As they made out on the stage, their hands slowly roamed each others' bodies, feeling over the bulky muscle and smooth coats. Hoity was too absorbed in the making-out to his ever-increasing arousal; his speedo bulging much larger than Big Macintosh's as his sizable pride swelled. Luckily though, the show's time had run out, and the curtain closed again, leaving the crowd with a glimpse of the purple stallion's tenting speedo just before the curtain closed fully. If it weren't for the noisy mares up front, one would be able to hear faint “Yay”s coming from the back of the room.
Behind the curtain, Big Macintosh slowly pulled his head back and opened his eyes, smiling softly down at Hoity. “Nice work out there...I've never seen the crowd get that wild before.”
“Indeed...it was...quite a show, I guess...” Hoity Toity responded quietly, blushing a bit in embarrassment and averting his eyes from the larger stallion, still slightly in shock after the long kiss. Though despite this, his eager erection throbbed softly, still pressed up against Big Macintosh's; both amazingly still held by the now rather tight speedos.
“Ya guess? You seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit I reckon.” Big Macintosh teased with a playful smirk, pressing his hips forward a bit, also feeling the purple stallion's eager malehood pressing against his own. “And judging from this, I'd say you enjoyed it a lot. Pretty good for a 'ruffian', eh?”
Hoity Toity groaned softly in joy as he felt the big stallion push back against him, only causing his stiffening member to rub more firmly against Big Macintosh's, the already tight fabric stretching even further, nearly ripping by now. “Yes...it was pretty good, I would say.” he replied, looking up toward the red stallion.
“Heh, whatever ya say.” Big Macintosh chuckled softly, giving Hoity's firm rump a playful spank as he turned and walked toward the stage door. “Need a hand, Hoity? Or do you have it covered?” he added with a wink as he opened the door. “I'm free the rest of the night.”
“Really...?” Hoity replied curiously and confusedly at the same time. “Even...after all those positively nasty things I said? I was rather beastly...” he continued, blushing softly in embarrassment again.
“Aw, don't you worry about that. Jealousy gets the best of us, I know ya didn't mean none of it.” Big Macintosh smiled warmly, leaning against the doorway. “'Sides, I don't wanna just leave ya hangin' when you're all worked up.” he teased with a chuckle, Hoity Toity looking down toward his crotch, seeing his tented speedo starting to tear slightly, straining to contain his eager pride.
“Well then...if you say so, I don't see why not.” Hoity replied, smiling slightly again. “Though this begs the question, can a Ponyville ruffian like you please the most famous fashion designer in Canterlot?” He continued, the soft smile turning to a playful smirk as he approached Big Macintosh, giving the bigger stallion's bulging speedo a teasing squeeze.
(cringe-inducing, overused sex joke incoming!)
“Oh, you bet I can, Hoity. They don't call me Big Macintosh for nothin', ya know.” Big Macintosh smirked back, his sizable malehood stiffening more as it was squeezed, bulging the fabric even further. “There's a private room in the back we can use.” he added, before turning and heading through the door, Hoity Toity following behind him as he walked further down the hallway and up to a door with a number pad next to it.
After punching in a few digits, the doorknob clicked and Big Macintosh opened the door, revealing a nice suite room. There was a rather large bed at the other end, with a mini-bar to the right along with cupboards full of various refreshments, and to the left, through an open door a large bathroom could be seen.
“Well, this is quite unexpected. Very nice décor, I must say.” Hoity Toity spoke as he followed Big Macintosh inside, closing the door behind him, glancing around the room at all the furnishings; the quality was that of a Canterlot hotel room.
“Eeyup, it's my private place. The owner let me have it as long as I'm workin' here.” Big Macintosh nodded, walking over to the bed and sitting down on the side of it. “But enough about me, shall we get started?”
“But of course. Is there anything in specific you had in mind?” Hoity Toity asked as he approached the bed, undoing his cuffs and tossing them aside, though keeping his sunglasses on for now.
“Well, I was hopin' I could get some fancy Canterlot treatment. Don't you ponies do it differently up there?” the red stallion teased with a playful smirk. “At least, that's the impression I get from all them magazines.”
“Oh yes, we do have standards you know. But standards can be rather...boring, after so long.” Hoity replied with a slight smirk as well as he moved up in front of Big Macintosh and leaned forward a bit, placing one hand on the stallion's chest while his other hand moved lower, teasingly groping the bulging speedo. “I'd like to see how you Ponyville stallions have a...roll in the hay, is it called?”
Big Macintosh chuckled softly and nodded as his pride stiffened inside his speedo from the teasing gropes. “Heheh, eeyup. I'd be happy to show ya how we do it down here. You'd better be ready for a rough ride though, 'pardner.” he replied with a wink.
“Delightful...” Hoity Toity grinned, before pressing in closer, going in for another deep kiss with the beefy stallion as he kept groping and stroking the growing bulge below, feeling it hardening up against his hand, growing longer and thicker with each passing moment. Big Macintosh leaned back slightly as he returned the kiss, closing his eyes and enjoying the soft groping; reaching forward with one hand and returning the favor, squeezing the tent in Hoity's speedo gently and stroking it up and down, feeling it throb already, nearly fully erect from the purple stallion's arousal.
The two kissed deeply for what seemed like hours, though it was only a few minutes; Hoity finally pulling back and looking down into Big Macintosh's eyes as they slowly opened. “Mmnh, you're quite the kisser, I must say. Better than most mares I've met.”
“Glad you approve, Hoity.” Big Macintosh grinned back, giving the eager purple stallion's stiff member a teasing squeeze. “Shall we move on then? Seems someone's ready to play.”
“I could say the same about you, heh.” Hoity Toity smirked, looking down to see Big Macintosh's fully-hard pride, at nearly three feet in length with a considerable girth to match. Quite larger than Hoity's, which was just about two feet. “Heavens to Celestia...I'm going to be sore for days...but, it will be worth it!” he thought before looking back up. “What shall we begin with, hm?”
“Well, how 'bout some nice cowboy ridin'? Ever hear of that?” Big Macintosh asked as he brought his hand off of Hoity's member and slid his own speedo down, kicking it off his foot.
“Hm, yes, I have...I've always wanted to try that with another stallion.” Hoity grinned and nodded, resuming his teasing strokes and squeezes to Big Macintosh's eager member. “Though a little preparation, first...” he continued as he slowly knelt down at the side of the bed, keeping his hand wrapped around the other stallion's pride as he leaned in closer to it. Still stroking it gently up and down, he stuck his tongue out and gently slurped the head of it, mid-closing his eyes from the exotic taste, which only seemed to amplify the powerful musky scent.
Big Macintosh groaned happily from all the teases, gently placing his hand on Hoity Toity's head as his huge pride was stroked and licked more; feeling the other stallion's tongue swirling around the head of his member and a little further down the length, all while the smooth hand continued to stroke the length up and down. He soon felt another hand gently grasp his hefty balls from below, beginning to stroke and fondle them nicely, only adding to his pleasure.
Hoity was quickly rewarded for his expert work; large drops of warm pre flowing from the slit on the massive member, only to be licked up quickly as he kept teasing the head with his tongue. He continued this teasing for a little longer before pressing his lips to the throbbing member and sliding a few inches of it into his mouth, starting to massage it with his lips as well while his tongue continued to swirl around the head; all while gazing up toward the red stallion with a lustful look in his mid-closed eyes.
“Nnh, 'a little preparation' my flank...he'll have me cumming in no time if he keeps this up...” Big Macintosh thought, gritting his teeth lightly from the ever-increasing pleasure, lightly stroking his hand through Hoity's silky white hair while his massive pride throbbed harder inside the stallion's mouth, oozing more and more pre as his plump balls were massaged and stroked more. A few moments later Hoity finally pulled back, slowly sliding his mouth off of Big Macintosh's cock and licking his lips gently, still slowly stroking it up and down.
“Mmm, quite an exotic taste, Mr.Macintosh...” Hoity added with a grin, standing up again as he let go of Big Macintosh's member, his own pride sticking up as well as it throbbed in arousal, oozing a small amount of pre. “Shall we move on, then?”
“Heh, c'mere you.” Big Macintosh smirked playfully as he grasped Hoity's waist and pulled him in close again so that he was kneeling with his knees on either side; moving himself back a bit on the side of the bed to give himself some space. “Ready for a wild ride, 'pardner?” he teased while his eager member pressed against Hoity's firm rump, throbbing eagerly.
“But of course, I want to see what this big ruffian is capable of.” Hoity replied with a smirk as well, gently grasping Big Macintosh's shoulders as he felt the massive shaft press against his rear, his own cock rubbing gently along the other stallion's beefy abs, smearing a small amount of pre onto them.
“Alrighty, you asked for it!” The red stallion added, before sliding his hands down a bit further, grasping Hoity Toity's waist right around his cutie marks and gently pushing him down, feeling the head of his cock prod against the tight entrance in front of it; giving it a couple teasing prods before a firm push, Hoity Toity gasping and squeezing Big Macintosh's shoulders gently as he felt that huge member penetrate him, a shock of pain and pleasure coursing through his lower body.
“Nnnh, he feels...bigger than he looks!” Hoity thought, biting his lower lip as he held firmly onto Big Macintosh's shoulders, feeling the massive member slowly push deeper and deeper into his tight rear, the pain quickly becoming overshadowed by pleasure; Hoity's cock throbbing even more against Big Macintosh's body, causing more of his pre flowing onto the red stallion's coat. Big Macintosh's member was oozing a good amount of pre as well, helping to slide it in deeper.
The large pleasurable feelings were mutual though; Big Macintosh keeping his hands gripped lightly on Hoity's waist as his shaft pushed deeper and deeper inside the tight orifice, greatly enjoying the tightness of it. “Mmnh, how ya...holdin' up...Hoity? Deeper, or...?” he asked, looking down toward the purple stallion, nearly half of his massive member inside by now.
“I still think, ahh, I can take some more...not too quickly, though...” Hoity replied, panting softly, his stuffed backdoor clenching tighter around the enormous member inside it.
“Go ahead then.” Big Macintosh nodded, before moving his left hand off of Hoity's flank and toward the purple stallion's crotch, grasping his stiff member and starting to stroke it gently. Hoity moaned softly in response, a big glob of pre splashing onto Big Macintosh's hand as he strengthened his grip, before slowly pulling back up, sliding the huge member out until only the head of it was inside, before quickly pushing back down again, gasping in bliss, taking in an extra inch or two as well.
He repeated the motion again, then again, until he was steadily moving himself up and down on Big Macintosh's cock, leaning his head back a bit and moaning blissfully. “Nnhh, ohhh, B-Big Macintosh!” he moaned, the feeling of being stuffed deeply in combination with the soft hand jerking his member causing his pleasure to skyrocket quickly; only causing his throbbing member to gush more pre onto Big Macintosh's hand.
“So...tight!” Big Macintosh groaned, panting heavily from the pleasure, Hoity Toity's tight backdoor seeming to only clench tighter and tighter around the massive member as time went on. He kept a firm grip on both Hoity's waist and his member, continuing to jerk it quickly, feeling the warm pre smearing all over his hand as it throbbed harder; the combination of riding and jerking sending huge shocks of pleasure through Hoity's body.
“Y-Yes...wonderful...” Hoity replied, his shades sliding down his snout a bit as he gazed into the red stallion's eyes, which gazed right back into Hoity's. They stared longingly into each others' eyes for a few moments, before Hoity pressed forward and locked lips with Big Macintosh once more, kissing him deeply while he kept riding steadily. His tongue forced its way into Big Macintosh's mouth, both tongues meeting and coiling together as the two stallions frenched passionately now. The kissing continued for what seemed like an eternity, while Hoity's riding gradually became faster as his pleasure grew. Though as he slowly pulled back from the kiss, he could feel his orgasm approaching rapidly, his stiff member smearing lots of pre along Big Macintosh's chest as it rubbed along the beefy muscle.
“Already...?” Hoity Toity thought as he kept riding, trying to hold back as best as he could, not wanting to cum too long before Big Macintosh. “Can't cum...already...but it's so goooood...” he thought, gripping Big Macintosh's shoulders even tighter, starting to make slower, harder thrusts down onto the huge rod, now taking in a little over two thirds of it, thanks to all of the hot pre that had smeared along his insides.
The sudden change in speed and power only increased Big Macintosh's pleasure further, the burly stallion gripping Hoity's waist with both hands again, pulling him down each time he came back down. After only a minute or so of this, he could feel his orgasm building up swiftly as well, loads of pre soaking Hoity's insides. “Nnh...g-gettin'...close!”
“Aahh...let it all spill out...Big...Macintosh!” Hoity replied between blissful moans, on the brink of his own orgasm, his pre smearing all over Big Macintosh's beefy pecs now. He was still trying to hold off, but the pleasure was quickly overwhelming him. With a few more thrusts onto Big Macintosh's pride, he leaned back a bit, crying out in euphoria as his orgasm finally hit, pushing all the way down, sinking almost the entire length inside his tight backdoor, which clenched even tighter during his orgasm.
His member throbbed hard as it stood nearly vertically, gushing thick ropes of his steamy seed, splashing all over Big Macintosh's chest and stomach with some of it hitting his chin as well. The bulky stallion didn't stop though; as soon as Hoity had stopped riding, Big Macintosh picked up again, bucking his hips upward while moving Hoity's body up and down by his waist; the purple stallion was taken by surprise, though he kept his grip on Big Macintosh's shoulders.
“H-Here it...comes...!” The red stallion grunted, giving a few more strong bucks before pulling Hoity all the way down, nearly all of his member inside Hoity once more as it erupted, throbbing and twitching as it gushed seed, flooding the smaller stallion's insides. The sheer amount that Big Macintosh was producing easily flooded Hoity's insides, causing a great amount of the steamy seed to gush out around his cock, oozing down the length and onto his crotch.
Hoity Toity groaned blissfully from the large filling, feeling like someone had stuck a garden hose inside him, also feeling a great amount of it gushing out of him around Big Macintosh's member. After Big Macintosh's orgasm had died down, both stallions panted in exhaustion in the afterglow of their orgasms. Hoity's sunglasses were now a good bit lower on his snout, prompting him to lightly grasp them and toss them onto the bed. “My, that was...wonderful, Big Macintosh...” he quietly spoke, smiling softly at the bulky stallion.
“Heh...glad to hear I could please the most famous designer in Canterlot.” Big Macintosh teased back with a playful grin toward the smaller stallion, teasingly squeezing his rump gently.
“Oh, that you did...heheh...” Hoity Toity chuckled softly, leaning in a bit closer, still holding gently to Big Macintosh's shoulders. “It's been ages since I had this much fun with a stallion.” he continued, gently pulling his waist up, grunting softly as the huge member slid free from his abused backdoor. “Nnh, I'm going to be sore for days...”
Big Macintosh chuckled softly as well, taking his hands off of Hoity's waist and putting them behind him on the bed, leaning back onto his arms as his member slowly softened again. “But it was worth it, right?”
“But of course...I'll have to look into performing here more often.” The purple stallion smiled, rolling onto his side and lying down on the bed beside Big Macintosh, looking up at him. “Perhaps Ponyville isn't as atrocious as I thought it was.”
“Eeeyup.” Big Macintosh simply nodded, grinning back at Hoity Toity. “I just wish that more o'them Canterlot folk could see that too.”
“Perhaps I'll mention this club when I'm back in Canterlot.” Hoity Toity nodded, sitting up again on the side of the bed and stretching a bit. “It's certainly a fine establishment. And if it's good enough for me, I'd say it's good enough for the rest of Canterlot!”
“Heh, that'd be wonderful.” Big Macintosh smiled, laying back on the bed as well, slowly regaining his energy as his afterglow wore off. “But as for now, how's about showin' me how ya'll do it up in Canterlot?” he teased with a playful smirk.
“With pleasure...” Hoity replied, returning the playful smirk.
The end! I guess. Could have gone further, but didn't wanna get repetitive.
