Big Mac is piling hay in the barn, when Braeburn suddenly mentions an incestuous union that Big Mac would rather be kept secret. But Braeburn isn't interested in telling anypony. In fact, this secret seems to make him rather excited. Very graphic clopfic starring Braeburn and Big Macintosh.
WARNING: This story contains graphic depictions of gay cousin incest between two animated cartoon equines based on edible fruits. If you are offended, or have an apple allergy, please leave now.
I wrote this fic during a single burst of inspiration over about a five-hour period, because I am an insomniac who has nothing better to do with his nocturnal hours. Please do not troll. If you don't like it, I would like to know why so I can make my future stories better.