The Elusive Top & The Butterscotch Bottom

New Day

The two stallions fell asleep wrapped in each other's forelegs, each resting better than he had in months.

Elusive was the first to open his eyes. He looked to his handsome, sleeping friend of nearly 4 years, praying to Lord Solaris that when he woke up his feelings hadn't changed. He must've been staring at Butterscotch for a good hour until he finally awoke, as the sun rose on a new day.

Butterscotch looked down at his forelegs first thing, tangled tightly around Elusive. Elusive was smiling, looking happy and proud of this. Seeing his good friend at ease made Butterscotch's reaction a fraction of what it could have been, had Elusive looked puzzled or mad.

"Oh, Elusive... what happened?"

"You mean you don't remember?"

"I do, but... I'm not sur-"

The Unicorn put on a coy grin:

"Are you not sure or are you too scared to talk about it now?"

Butterscotch made a tiny eeping sound, then nodded his head:

"The last one."

Elsive responded by giving the nervous Pegasus a peck on the cheek:

"Darling, if it was just last night... then it was just last night. There's no problem. The one thing I've always been able to survive is rejection! Be it from a client or a good friend."

Butterscotch gave the Unicorn a nervous peck back.

"So... you still like me that way, then, do you?"

Butterscotch nodded slowly and surely.

"Very well then," Elusive nodded back and grinned. "How about we take care of our early morning things, then meet at Horte Cuisin's? That will give us both a chance to think about last night... if you have any regrets, please come to talk about them."

Butterscotch rose, beaming a smile down at his stallion friend:

"I will... Special Somepony."

Elusive grinned again, even bigger than last time.

* * *

An hour and a half later both stallions met at their favorite waitress's establishment. They were cleaned up and appeared to every other pony around as though they were just two friends together for an early breakfast... but if ponies got close enough to hear word-for-word what they were saying, they would have realized what was going on. Butterscotch was asking his new Special Somepony a lot of questions... and Elusive, patient and familiar with these same questions in himself, saw it all coming:

"Are you sure it wasn't bad? Am I a colt cuddler now? Are you a colt cuddler? Aren't you afraid of what the pony guarding the gates in the afterlife is going to say? Oh my, I just realized that was my first kiss!"

"Butterscotch, Butterscotch," replied the Unicorn calmly. "I'm absoutely positive it wasn't a bad thing, darling... and as for you being a colt cuddler, only you can decide that. I am, and I'm proud of it, but it took a long time for me to figure it out. I believe Lord Solaris once said it's important that all ponies know themselves in this life, because only then can we live up to our potential and help others... so what does it matter? The gatekeeper isn't here to ask, so I can't even begin to speculate... and yet I am rather tickled pink to be your first kiss!"

The yellow stallion smiled uncomfortably, visibly shrinking:

"P-please! Not so loud!"

"Sorry," Elusive giggled, placing his hoof by Butterscotch's. "All the same I am quite happy. Do remember that I am here for you if you want to talk about anything, day or night."

"I will."

"Good."

* * *

Both ponies went home and worked in their respective business with new found zest. Both Lilitha and Sweepy Belle noticed something different in their caretaker when he arrived... a certain bounce in his step, an almost bombastic change. Both stallions had a similar response to either questions or an odd look coming from their charge:

"Can't a stallion be happy for once without reason?"

The carefree colt and malevolent doe shrugged in response, going on about business as usual.

Elusive and Butterscotch continued to see each other as they normally would -- together with friends, in passing on errands, and collaborating at work. They also saw much of each other alone, and now the alone time meant so much more. They cuddled and kissed, and caressed... hooves went to places where one would normally get struck... over ears, on rumps and crotches... it was okay with both of them, but not at first:

"Oh Elusive!" Shuttered Butterscotch, as there was a bit of growth around where his Special Somepony was fondling. "Please not so rough."

The Unicorn smiled, gently caressing him. Once he found the courage and got over the shock of being touched a few days later, Butterscotch returned the favor... but nothing came of it. Just each other's loving touch.

That's as far as it went in private. Their friends had no clue, and because all eyes were now focused on Dusk Shine no pony gave it much thought. This was convenient for them both, as attention was not on the rare "accidental" bump against Butterscotch's haunches Elusive let happen when they though they were alone. Apple Jack was the only pony to comment that he thought Elusive was growing clumsy, and Elusive was quick to blame it on too many late nights at the sewing machine. Late nights, indeed, though the late nights were generally spent together, not working. Though the Pegasus was usually able to turn it off during the day, he always had questions at night... incessant questions. Elusive answered them, at times grudgingly...

"How do two stallions... you know?" Butterscotch one night asked as they were drifting off.

"Make love?" Elusive answered, half asleep.

"Yeah... if you don't mind answering that."

Elusive opened his eyes and chuckled:

"Well.., I'm happy you didn't ask Duskshine this question, as his description would be... more than graphic and far too clinical. Don't your animal friends have same-sex relations? Darling, you must know something about biology to be able to do what you do."

"Honestly, I don't know much about pony bodies. And as for my animals, all they do is rub up against one and other... and that's more a way of saying I'm the boss than I love you, or anything like that. Animals just don't work that way. I hear the way two male ponies mate is kind of... unnatural and icky."

"I see... well, Butterscotch, I will level with you: two stallions can rub up against each other much like you described. There are also other, more... penetrative ways we- err, uh they can go about things. Are you sure you don't already know this?"

"I'm positive I don't... w-what did you mean by p-penetrative?"

"Yes, well... all mammals have a hole under their tail..."

"Eww! I already know where this is going..."

Elusive, ever patient yet growing awkward, rubbed the back of his head with a hoof... turning red despite the fact that the two were alone in his home:

"Yes, well... that is only one way of going about things."

"There are others?"

"Yes, simply sucking on the tip of one's... personal bits feels quite nice, and there's also a good ol' fashion clop job. If that puts you off, dear, please don't focus on the looks. Focus on the feeling... and the closeness! Words cannot describe how divine both parties feel in the midst of these acts."

Butterscotch shuffled his hooves and sighed:

"Elusive... that first part we were talking about... does it hurt?"

"You mean under the tail?"

Butterscotch nodded.

"If it's not done right it can really smart. Not enough lubrication, too much force too soon... Butterscotch, dear, my first time I was the recipient and I bled on the bed!"

"Oh my goodness!"

"But... If it's done right it's uncomfortable for a bit, then it starts to feel very nice. It's a sensation I simply cannot describe, but... all the pain you had to put up with to get there melts away and turns into nothing more than an itch... which is being scratched by your Special Somepony. Deep inside of you, closer than you thought possible... it's simply wonderful."

Butterscotch smiled.

"That does sound really nice, but in the- the rump?"

"I'm afraid so, dear. Stallions don't have a hole it naturally fits in, so we have to be creative."

"What about..." Butterscotch swallowed. "Waste? Can't it get all over the place?"

"Yes, it can dear. That was another side-effect of my first time... but, with the proper steps taken beforehoof, you- er... the recipient can clean themselves out first, minimizing that to nothing more than an itsy-bitsy iota."

Butterscotch smiled:

"You know, Elusive... the more we talk about this the less scary it seems."

"Good to know, darling... good to know."