All was quiet in the Apple Family Home. The family had been working all day and needed their rest. The day had been rather successful, the apples had been picked, assorted and of course taste tested. Big Macintosh had made sure of that. He had always loved apples, it was his natural calling. He could darn well name any apple just by smelling them.
He always prided himself on his abilities to detect what kind of apple it was, if and when an apple was ripe, but not once did he ever brag to anypony. He has always been taught modesty since he was a colt, his modesty has been put to the test however.
During his school days, the young colts when they received their cutie marks would always have contests based off which cutie marks were the coolest. Mac never joined in because who would think an apple was cool? So Mac always stayed back and avoided the contest like the plague, but one time he was caught and corralled into playing.
The kids would have questions about your cutie mark and you would answer. Your answer determined whether your cutie mark was cool or not. The questions always made Mac angry or at least a little flustered, they always had questions that he couldn't answer or would make his cutie mark sound dumb. He had considered yelling at them and telling them what he could do, but what would that prove? It would just make him as bad as them.
Those days of just staying quiet and letting his actions speak for him, really had an impact on his personality. Nowadays he just preferred to stay quiet, it suited him just fine.
Most of the time Big Mac would be long asleep by now but he was excited, even if he didn't show it, his entire family was coming in a few short days. He loved the annual Apple Family Reunion, he just felt so much more comfortable around family. They were always caring folk so when he did speak they would listen intently. When you only speak on occasion it is an amazing feeling to know that they are listening.
Morning dew covered Sweet Apple Acres as the sun crested the horizon. Big Mac followed by his little sister, Applejack, went to work preparing the Annual Apple Family Reunion.
“Ah hope next time Granny will let me help!” Applejack said happily, as she helped pull a table out of the barn.
Mac nodded and smiled at his sister. She always had so much spunk, so much joy. This joy always brought a smile to his face.
“Hi y'all!” Came a familiar voice.
“Apple Fritter!” Applejack yelled happily. “What are y'all doing here?!”
“Ah figured ah could help this year, so ah came early!” Fritter announced.
“Whats goin' on? Whats the hootin' and hollerin' bout'?” Granny Smith yelled as she made her way over.
“Apple Fritter came to help!” Applejack replied.
“Well aint that kind of her! We sure do need the help!” Granny beckoned. “Mac can show ya what to do. Applejack, follow me, we need to set up some games for the young-ins.”
Granny began her return trip to the house with Applejack hopping beside her.
“What? You not gonna give yer' favorite cousin a hug?” Apple Fritter smirked at Mac.
Mac rolled his eyes, smiled and turned back towards the barn. Fritter smiled and followed him.
Mac remembers Fritter, they were the best of friends last reunion, two peas in a pod. They won the three-legged race together and almost tied for the pie eating contest. They played together and shared stories of their hometown under the stars. She will always be one of his best friends.
Through the day they worked, pulling tables, moving hay, repairing fences, repainting faded spots on the barn, Apple Fritter always at Mac's side trying to help anyway she could. If he needed paint she would be there with another bucket, if he needed help she would be there lending a helping hoof.
The work completed and the preparations made, Mac was happy with the work he and Fritter had done. Sweet Apple Acres looked great! Better than it had in years.
But.
Something had been on the mind of the kindhearted stallion.
Now, since Mac was in no way a little colt anymore he knew about feelings and relationships. He knew about the birds and the bees and such. Keyword was he knew about the birds and bees, Mac never thought about such. He was not one to delve into the fantasy of 'What-if?'
Family was the centerpiece for the young stallion's heart. Family was what made Mac feel better when he was down, what made him laugh when he didn’t feel like laughing, what truly made Mac, Mac. Nothing had ever got in between him and his family, especially marefriends. If it ever came down to her, or his family. It was a truly easy choice.
Marefriends are temporary.
Family is forever.
The arrival of Apple Fritter rekindled some of his lost feelings for the mare. He had forgotten all about his little crush on her, till now. The last time he had seen Fritter was when he was still a young colt so he had not a clue as to what to do. He had developed the small crush on Fritter the day he and her had won the three-legged race.
Of course it would be sweeter to say that he loved her from the first time he laid eyes on her but... Mac was not one to lie.
As they laid together on the small hill beyond Sweet Apple Acres, Celestia's Sun giving off its last few drops of the hot love it gave every day, Mac had accidentally rested his hoof against Fritter's.
Mac pulled his hoof away slowly, hoping she hadn't noticed. Fritter giggled and hugged Mac from the side, causing him to blush. Her mane tickled his side as she hugged him.
“It's okay. Ah like ya too.” Fritter said quietly as she pressed her face against his side smiling happily.
When Mac remembered those six short words, an abnormally red color grew in his cheeks.
It was late and the sun had long set on Sweet Apple Acres. Mac laid in bed, in a deep thought of his predicament. He had not the slightest idea what to do. He could confess and own up to his feelings or he could just store them away forever. The second option seemed more appealing.
The door to his room suddenly began to creep open.
Mac didn’t say from inside his covers, because he was too lost in his own thoughts to turn over to mostly likely see his little sis who was too stubborn to go to sleep.
Mac could hear the hooves on the floor getting closer and figured it was Applejack coming to 'scare' him like she always does, so he decided, with a wide grin on his face, to scare her instead.
When the 'mysterious' pony intruder reached the side of his bed, Mac flipped over and grabbed the intruder in a big embrace, brought them to him, and rolled over on top of them. Mac smiled happily until he saw who he had captured.
Underneath his big muscular body was a lime green mare with a confused but smiling face.
She raised an eyebrow, her voice cracked slightly. “Ah guess ah get that hug?”
Mac's face exploded into a sea of pure blush. Mac couldn’t even think as Fritter reached up and hugged him.
As Fritter released Mac, she had tears in her eyes. “Mac ah came back here cuz' I felt so alone, so unloved! All the others ah have been with never showed a sliver of the spark y'all had in yer eyes that day on the hill. Ah love you! Ah can not explain why or how ah know... Ah-Ah just know!”
Mac could not think of anything he could say to condole the sobbing mare, so he did the only thing he could think of.
He pressed his muzzle against hers.
Fritter's tongue enthusiastically wrestled up against Mac's. Together the tongues swirled and rolled, lapping at each other and exploring the others home.
Fritter once again wrapped her hooves around Mac. The tongue duel slowly got to Mac and his member stood out, proudly it poked, prodded and slapped around at Fritter's thighs. Mac's member felt like a long, hot, coal.
Fritter readjusted herself and stared up at Mac with pure lust dripping from her eyes.
“Please...Ah want this...”
Mac blushed harder than he already was and smiled. His eyes slightly teared up with the raw emotion he could see in her eyes and in her voice. He aligned himself with her marehood and grunted softly as he slide into her.
Her tight hot love cave grasped at his member seeming to tighten around it leaking hot juices. He recoiled out slightly and pushed back in feeling the juices slide around his member making his thrust all the easier. Fritter whimpered as he slide out and moaned quietly as he slide back in. He began to get into a pattern of in and out.
Soon the sounds of wet slaps filled the air as Mac fucked deep into Fritter. Fritter hugged Mac as her tongue hung off the side of her mouth, she was in pure ecstasy. Her whole body shook as Mac went deep into her once again.
Fritter moaned loud and her marehood squeezed Mac's member tightly setting him over the edge as well. He thrust as far as he could into her before blowing his thick hot seed deep inside her. The cum slowly leaked out the sides as it overflowed her internal cavity.
Mac collapsed, panting, giving Fritter one last kiss before he passed out alongside Fritter.
Because.
Ya know.
The core of every Apple is family.
