Don't Play on Normal

"Never thought I'd be the one saying 'my back hurts'." Scarlet mumbled to himself, as he roughly scrubbed the wet towel through his mane. Low smiled as he heard the stallion grumbling but didn't look up, part of his attention stayed reserved for the small Unicorn on the tv screen getting batted about.

Scarlet fell back on the couch heavily, letting his head hang back. All at once he could feel the day's labor and pain in his hooves, his two front ones feeling exceptionally more torn than his back.

"Sonofabitch." He felt the couch move as Low Tune leapt up, dropping the controller down to the coffee table. Letting his eyes roll downwards, he watched the unicorn run a hoof through his mane and betray his frustration with a heavy sigh.

"You still grinding?"

"Not anymore obviously." Low Tune answered, the hoof that was running through his mane now rubbed at the back of his neck. Two useless party members and a whole tower full of black, writhing nightmares to kill had definitely taken its toll on his patience.

"I told ya you should've just played it on normal." Scarlet said as he picked his head back up. The unicorn scoffed and shut off the Playstation.

"Then it wouldn't be any fun." He said as he turned, sitting back down onto the wrinkled patch of the couch he had been planted in for the last two hours.

"It's fun for me." Scarlet returned a mock offended look to Low, who just rolled his eyes and folded his forehooves over his stomach.

For a minute the two said nothing, Low in his place and Scarlet in his. Both exhausted in one way or another and just enjoying the white noise of the air conditioner in the corner. It lasted until Low cocked his brow and turned to Scarlet with a start.

"You seriously play Persona on Normal?" His tone, though obviously in jest, held properties a foal might employ to tease another on a playground. Scarlet snorted and gave the unicorn a playful slug in the leg, then leaned forward to snatch the remote controller to the television set.

"There anything good on?" Low asked with no real hope.

"I dunno about you," Scarlet tuned the television to its "HDMI 1" setting as he spoke, "but I was about to see what Mutahar's reading tonight."

"On an empty stomach?" Low Tune couldn't help but let a grin creep onto his face as the larger stallion sighed and let the remote drop onto the table.

"Yeah, it ain't the same without something to munch on." He nevertheless reached to the side of the threadbare couch, returning with a laptop in hoof, smudges and scratches on the top shell betraying its age through the otherwise shiny exterior. A cable ran from it to the side of the tv, and the blue Windows 7 startup screen flashed into life on the television.

"By the way, I'll buy the food tonight if you buy the drinks." Low offered, watching as Scarlet set the laptop down and fished in the couch cushions for his wallet.

"Nah man, I just got paid today. I'll cover it." The stallion's tongue poked between his lips for a second before he whispered a low, drawn out "yeah" as he pulled his thick brown wallet from under the cushion.

"I didn't think tossing hay bales made much money, no offense." Low added the last part quickly, hoping Scarlet wouldn't take offense to the statement. Just because manual labor didn't take much in the brains department didn't mean the brawn required wouldn't kill him. Goodness knew his magic couldn't beat the massive guns his friend sported.

"Eh, its a living." Scarlet bounced the heavy wallet in one hoof to emphasize his point and sat back to rifle through the collection of bills it contained. Low Tune leaned forward to pull the laptop to a point where the keyboard was reachable and slid the tip of a hoof over the touchpad-mouse.

He guided the small cursor over the Chrome icon, softly clicking the left button underneath the touch pad twice. Google's browser window popped up onto the tv screen, the theme giving off a pleasant rose-red color. Low guided the cursor up to the address bar, and clicked the cursor into place.

No sooner than when Low had typed the letter "Y" did Google decide to betray the owner of the laptop.

"Youporn huh?" Low asked, a toothy grin upon his features as Scarlet looked up from his wallet at him.

"Single guys gotta take care of themselves." Scarlet said dismissively, frowning as he sat his wallet down. Low clicked on the history-stored url, the grin spreading wider.

"BBW Milf Anal Creampie." Low read the title in slow segments, as if he were a foal still fresh from elementary school. He turned to see the frown on Scarlet's face had deepened and waited for the stallion to respond with the same, purposefully obnoxious smile.

"What? It was good." Scarlet held his hooves up, hoping the simple answer would steer the address bar to Youtube. These same hooves dropped back down in defeat as Low clicked the play button, causing the explicit advertisements to disappear as the swiveling "loading" icon appeared.

Low wordlessly sat back against the couch, crossing one backleg over the other. He had evidence of a sexually needy version of his best friend, and by god he would enjoy exposing the solace. Not to mention that he had rarely gotten the chance to see Scarlet look so uncomfortable.

The uploader must have been a very considerate stallion, as the scene opened right at the point after the usual introductions and striptease. The mare on the screen appeared to be further along in her years, but extremely attractive in that manner. She carried extra bulk that she wore well, especially her flanks which jiggled joyously under the heavy smacks of the young stallion who had a single forehoof planted on her back.

The mare bobbed backward and forward, appealing wet sounds escaping her lips as the stallions erection sank further and further down her throat. Every now and again the stallion would reach a hoof back to the mare's flank and swirl the tip of his hoof into her ass, making her back arch as the dry friction on her hole created a very much arousing ache.

Low Tune stifled a giggle as he looked over to Scarlet. The Earth Pony let his head lay back on the neck rest of the couch, and breathed a heavy sigh of frustration.

"C'mon Low, it's just porn."

"What? I thought we were having fun." Low drummed upon the leg he had crossed, letting laughs escape with his words as the mare on the screen pulled the erection from her mouth and spat upon the tip. Scarlet went back to silence and crossed his forehooves.

Again, the two sat in silence watching the stallion become increasingly viscious with the older mare. He eventually began to pull her by her strawberry mane, each yank eliciting a gurgle from her throat as the engorged meat pounded into the back of her throat. The porno carried on this way until suddenly the stallion shoved her to the ground, and dropped over her in a 69 position. He did not offer her the same oral treatment she had given him, but instead lined his cock up to her lips and thrust inward forcefully.

Low felt a stirring in his loins as the mare took the thick erection into her windpipe, marveling at the fact she had yet to vomit. The stallion paid no heed as his pelvis crushed into the mare's nose over and over again, her skull cracking against the hardwood floor every so often. Whether she was in pain or not, the stallion cared little beyond attempting to cram his erection into her lungs.

"Wow man, ya think she would have puked by now." Low made the obvious comment as he turned to Scarlet, but fell silent as he watched where his friend's hoof lay. For just a second, Scarlet's hoof had seemed to be adjusting the wet towel in his lap before it moved away back to the leg rest. It was never easy attempting to hide "growth" amongst other males, but Low decided to keep quiet anyway.

On the screen the mare had now been flipped onto her chest, her flank high in the air. Before the viewer could get a good look at the mare's plot, the stallion jammed his face roughly into the wet folds of her marehood. She bit down on her front hoof, bearing the tongue's conquest to taste the walls of her womb itself.

Every few seconds, or so it seemed to Low, the stallion would pull his mouth away only to venture slightly upward to slide his tongue into the mare's tailhole. Every time he switched to rimming, he would become gentle. The deep wriggling of his tongue in her pussy turned to soft swirls on the ring of her tailhole, his snout moving in soft circles like he was cleaning a CD with a cloth in his mouth. Once or twice, he pulled back and placed his hooves onto her flanks, jiggling them back and forth vigorously.

Now Low knew that 99% of pornos always start with oral sex of some kind before the inevitable rutting. So it should have came to no surpise as Scarlet attempted to stop the video one last time.

"Dude come on, I'll just PM you the link on Facebook. I'm starving." Scarlet gave Low an almost pleading look, something he only did back in high school when he had forgotten to do his homework and needed quick answers.

"Ok chill man, you're acting like you gotta be ashamed of the stuff you get off to." He leaned forward, clicking the pause button at the bottom left of the video. The parralel bars signaled a sigh to escape from Scarlet's lips.

"I'm not. I'm just not sure I'm comfortable getting a boner with another stallion in the room."

For whatever reason, Low was taken aback by the statement. Not that he would be particularly comfortable either is Scarlet had whipped his junk out right next to him, but rather the tone of his words held a distrust he did not like.

"It's not like I would tell anyone." Low said, his voice a just a tad bit quieter than it had been only moments ago. Scarlet took notice of this, repositioning himself on the couch to look at his friend.

"I know, it's just the principle."

"What principle?" Low pestered on, wondering just how long he could get Scarlet to remain serious about the context.

"It's weird man. It's like it would seem I wanted you to do stuff to it." The mention of "it" made a strange warmth blossom in Low's stomach. Later that night he would come to associate that feeling with the word "excitement", but in the heat of the moment he had no time to analyze, only "feel" and go along for the ride.

"Oh, so it would be weird to fool around with your best friend?" Low turned a bit to face the Earth Pony, slamming his back against the arm rest with a scowl.

"Dude come oooonnn." He groaned, a hoof rubbing upwards over his eyes. As it fell back down to his lap he attemped to smile.

"Are you really being serious right now?" The dopey 'you gotta be shitting me' grin on his face only irritated Low.

"I'm just saying, we've been best friends since we were kids. One porno ain't gonna change shit, so quit acting like you don't have a chub right now." Low watched as Scarlet adjusted his back-legs like a young colt with a "problem" in math class. The mask that was the smile fell away, revealing a tired frown that silenced him again. Low took the opportunity to type the Youtube address into the appropriate bar, not so much to relieve the tension in the room that he may or may not have caused but rather just to have something else to focus his concentration on.

"Did you want me start jerking off?" Scarlet blurted out, not facing Low but staring from the corners of his eyes. Low paused just as he was about to type in 'SomeOrdinaryGamers' into the Youtube search bar.

"No I'm just saying I wouldn't have gave you grief. Hell I probably would have joined you." Scarlet shifted his body around in surprise at the last bit of Low's statement.

"Not like that, I mean!" Low corrected himself quickly, holding his hooves up like a stallion facing a rather large gun.

"Well," Scarlet relaxed and drummed on the arm rest, his eyes searching the coffee table for a delicate set of words to use. "What if stuff happened?"

Low was taken aback by the question. What would happen if he peeked to his right and liked what he saw protruding from Scarlet's lap? Would he want to place a hoof in Scarlet's lap? Would he offer more?

"I guess...if you were cool with it I'd help you out." Low stopped himself from meeting Scarlet's eyes, only allowing his gaze to rest at the other's hooves. They shifted uncomfortably.

"Well how far would you go?"

Low's mouth went dry. Never in his life had he thought such a situation would occur between him and Scarlet. Not that he had never fantasized about handling another male's shaft, its just he never envisioned that male to be Scarlet. Not the big softy he had known for years, he was too much of a goof.

"As far as I could without getting punched." Low gave an obviously nervous laugh, allowing his eyes to trail up Scarlets back legs. He had never noticed how well-muscled they were.

"Well, I mean if you want, you could-" Scarlet stopped talking and cleared his throat, his legs shifting this way and that. Low's eyes followed further up the body, noting the chubbiness around his barrel. It was pleasant, he thought. Such a physically imposing male had a soft, endearing underside.

"What I mean is...I guess I wouldn't mind letting you touch it." Scarlet felt his face turn very hot, almost mindnumbingly so as he pulled the drying towel away from his crotch. Underneath was a strangely appetizing sight for Low, the thick black meat semi-erect out of excitement.

"I've never done this before..." Low breathed out, feeling his own member begin to stiffen against his stomach as he reached a hoof out to larger male. He heard Scarlet's breath hitch as the tip of his hoof met the sac his maleness rested on, the orbs inside rolling gently as Low teased it with soft rubs. Scarlet's body responded nearly immediately, his penis growing astoundingly large and powerful, to the point where it would simply be impolite to refer to such a godly example of male power as just a "penis". No, the thick veiny appendage throbbing just inches away from Low's face could only be referred to its vulgar, but accurate nonetheless, slang-name; Low had leaned his head closer to Scarlet's now full, intimidating cock.

For reasons Low could not comprehend, the viens that stood out on the black flesh made his mouth water. Perhaps he was simply aroused, or perhaps the girls he had dated long ago were simply illusions, lies told to him by his ego to steer him away from the glory in front of him. In an act of near rebellion, Low opened his mouth and sucked the head of the rod in.

Scarlet's body jerked, feeling the tongue explore the tip of his cock. He grinded his hoof into the arm rest, a pleasant tickling sensation erupting in his stomach every time the warm tongue dragged itself over his uretha. He found his breathing to come in short, infrequent bursts as Low increased the suction on the tip. He could feel the glans stretch ever so slightly as the vaccum in Low's mouth sucked him further into the moist canal.

And then it stopped as Low's confidence abandoned him.

"I-I don't know what the hell I'm doing. It must be terrible man-" He was cut off as Scarlet grabbed him by his horn, shoving his nose back down to his crotch.

"It feels good." Scarlet breathed out, his stomach rising and falling quickly. Low cautiously took the cock into his hoof, repostioning it to his mouth. He had just gotten the tip in a comfortable position on the roof of his mouth when he felt the hoof on his horn push him down, the cock sliding slowly but forcefully down into his throat.

Low willed himself not to choke, trying to focus on tracing the thick mountainous veins in his mouth with the tip of his tongue. The hoof pulled his head back for a second, the tip now resting a mere inch from his teeth, before it slid back down with a pleasantly agonizing slowness.

Each time his throat stretched around the thick dick, Low would have to hold his breath until Scarlet decided to pull him back up again. When he did manage to take breathes, he was met by an aroma that made his own cock twitch in his lap. The smell was definitely masculine and powerful, a mixture of sweet sweat, Irish-Spring soap and pure-fucking glory. He briefly pondered that perhaps this was what William Wallace himself had tasted like, and the thought inspired his hoof to cradle the beautiful orbs his nose nearly touched on each hearty pump and rub them for all they were worth.

The two kept going like this for nearly ten minutes, Scarlet pumping slowly and sensually into Low's face. And Low taking every inch as a gift from God, treasuring each vein that passed over his tongue. He had gotten so into the slow, loving pumps that he nearly yelped when Scarlet roughly pulled him away from his meal.

"What's going o-" Low was cut off by a pair of hard, but moistened lips. They pressed into his own like that of a lover lost at sea for ten years, making love to the maiden that was waiting for him all that time. Scarlet's thick orange beard tickled the bottom of his snout, and his heavy breathes puffing into Low's eyes made him close them, letting his body fall submissively into Scarlet's hooves.

What had possessed Scarlet to kiss Low only increased its will upon the Earth Pony, making his hooves forceful with lust as he pressed down on Low's chest. The unicorn obediently laid down on his back, the lips following his own until Scarlet's mighty erection pressed down on Low's stomach, bobbing every now and again against the smaller but equally aroused meat the uncorn sported. Scarlet moved his hooves to either side of Low's head before he let his full weight drop down onto the smaller male, trapping the unicorn under his impressive bulk.

Low soon felt Scarlet's tongue invade into his mouth, his own tongue meeting it in a passionate wrestling match. Scarlet postioned his head to the side, letting the curves of his mouth match the unicorns to allow his tongue further access into Low's own. He could soon feel the Earth Pony's long wet organ threatening to sink into his throat, much like another organ had been only moments ago. Scarlet started a forceful grinding motion with his hips, his meat rubbing hard against Low's and making his breathing all the more ferocious. Pleasure erupted in the unicorn's groin, making his lips lose their lock on Scarlet's as moans escaped around the Earth Pony's conquering tongue. But only minutes after it started, Scarlet slowed down into a pause and brought his head back to look at his partner.

Low allowed himself to look into Scarlet's eyes for the first time since he admitted an interest in "servicing" the larger stallion. The dark brown orbs stared back at him, a sea of want and passion unparraled by any look his past girlfriends had offered him in their beds.

"You know this is really gay right?" Low said, trying to purse his lips to stop the grin from stretching out onto his snout. He failed miserably and giggled.

"So?" Scarlet said simply, a joyous grin upon his handsome features to mirror Low's. He ducked his head back down and pressed his nose against Low's, rubbing softly. He picked up his hip grinding again, in perfect unison with his eskimo-kiss, the stallions' cocks pulling sensually against each other.

"Do you wanna fuck me?" Low asked, his expression becoming serious again, if a bit nervous. Scarlet licked his lips and leaned down to Low's ear.

"I've wanted to fuck you years." Scarlet suddenly sucked the tip of the unicorn's ear into his mouth, nibbling on the delicate skin as Low moaned below.

"Quit teasing me Scarlet, you already got me in the mood." Low whined, his erection throbbing painfully against the massive pole poking into his belly button.

Wordlessly, Scarlet rolled his tongue about his mouth, gathering all his saliva onto the tip of his tongue. He brought his hoof up to his mouth and spat onto the tip, white bubbles and moisture coating the once-dry hoof.

Low sucked in air almost immediately as the hoof-tip sunk between his flanks and directly into his tail-hole. It wiggled there for a few agonizing seconds before Scarlet pulled it back, the hoof now in front of his face where he licked the tip with a smirk.

"Nasty." Low muttered with a quick slug to the Earth Pony's shoulder. Whether Scarlet felt it or not he couldn't say, for he reached down between his legs to adjust his cock for its plunge into Low's cavern.

"Be gentle, its kind of a squeeze in there." Low begged, eyeing the thick meat that was aligning itself with his tail. He didn't have long to wait before the tip pressed against his hole, the ring of flesh pushing inward as it fought to keep Scarlet out.

Low whined but was silenced as Scarlet brought his lips down onto his again, the two powerful hooves pushing his own up high behind his head. The meat pushed in inch by inch, making Low arch his body in pain before Scarlet forced him back down into the couch with his brawny chest. The unicorn felt tears well up in his eyes as Scarlet finally hilted inside of him, the meat causing him pain but feeling as if it belonged there. Like it was a part of him.

"That wasn't so bad was it?" Scarlet cooed into his ear, added a small pump with his hips at the end of the question. Low flinched and let his head careen backwards, exposing his neck to the powerful pony on top of him.

"Fuck me you sonofbitch." He whispered in a pained voice. Scarlet complied with utmost force, pulling his erection out nearly to the tip only to slam each inch back into Low's ass without mercy. The unicorn nearly screamed but stifled it by clenching his teeth. Again, he felt the painful slam of the hips into his own, the lovelog scrambling his insides like egg whites. Scarlet must have sensed his pain, for he positioned himself in such a manner as to have his stomach rub against Low's painfully full erection. The friction of the two sweating pelts the cock was trapped between felt amazing to Low, despite to internal damage he had convinced himself he was recieving. Scarlet amped his game even further as he ducked his mouth to Low's lower neck, making waves in the soft fur there with his tongue.

"F-ffuck me." Low whined out, the slams becoming more and more heavy.

"Fuck me." His voice found more power as the hips atop his own threatened to crush him.

"Fuck m--augh!!" Low cried out as Scarlet bit down on his neck, not drawing blood but coming damn close. He picked up a nearly blinding speed with his pumps, his orgasm fast approaching and feeling no particular wish to pull out from what he considered now HIS property.

Low too was fast approaching orgasm, the sweat pouring from the powerful pony on top of him creating a moist friction for his dick the likes of which couldn't be emulated by the world's tightest mare. His neck stretched out further as he felt his balls fill with hot semen, the thick seed only seconds from flooding into his shaft and shooting free.

"Scarlet--*ugh*--I'm gonna cu--*augh*--um!!" The floodgates opened in his balls, the pure white seed flowing from him like a river through a broken dam. One particularly brave stream of seed made it all the way up between the two stallions, coating a small section of Scarlet's otherwise red beard. Low felt like his insides were to collapse, his orgasm making his limbs shake uncontrollably as pleasure tore through his body. His mind blanked so heavily he did not notice Scarlet lift himself off of him, one hoof still planted next to Low's head but the other pulling the unicorn's right back leg up. The angle let him sink deeper into the unicorn, his erection filling the moist insides to the brim.

Scarlet hung his head down, the mane atop his head tickling a nonresponsive Low's neck. His hips picked up speed as his muscles flared out, giving him a near Herculian physique for a few seconds as his orgasm took hold. Scarlet slammed into Low one last time, the tip of his cock lost in a maze of intestines, and roared.

What felt like gallons upon gallons of glorious liquid love shot from Scarlet's flesh into Low's insides. The thick milk painted the delicate pink walls white and gooey, the warmth soothing Low's pained stomach. The flesh pulsated as its flow ebbed away, the excess seed dribbling out from under Low's tail and onto the couch below.

Scarlet's muscles gave out and he collapsed upon Low, making him gasp as his lungs nearly collapsed under the Earth Pony's weight. With a grunt he wriggled up so the majority of Scarlet's weight pressed down into his stomach, and he laid back letting the afterglow of his orgasm take hold.

He felt himself drift there in the void. Pleasures in hues of pale pink and cherry blossoms danced in his head as sleep threatened to overcome him. But a shift from the dozing stallion atop him shook him back into the land of consciousness.

"Hey there loverboy, you don't plan on falling asleep on me do ya?" Low said softy, running a hoof through the red furred mane on Scarlet's head. The Earth Pony resonded with a muffled moan, his hoofs burrowing under Low's back like he was embracing a pillow.

"Come on," he said, shaking his hips a bit to wake up to sleepy stallion. "I'm still hungry you know."

Scarlet sighed heavily as his eyes cracked open.

"Me too."

The Earth Pony shifted his weight to his hooves, picking himself up in a push-up position. Low watched as he craned his neck this way and that, hearty pops awarding his efforts. Low took note of the drying semen on his belly, it looked like a dark patch on the otherwise light-orange fur.

"You could probably use another shower." Low said, smiling brightly despite the same love stains being present on his fur.

"After you." Scarlet said with a smile, about to get off the couch before Low shot out a hoof to hold onto his shoulder.

"You're not gonna regret....this later are you?" Low said, his voice tinged with uncertainty. Scarlet let his eyes roll as he ducked down, pressing his nose against Low's and giving it an affectionate rub.

"Only if you don't let me call you 'baby'."

"What. A. Fag." Low answered back with a chuckle.