The most unlikely ponies ever to end up together. Nopony saw it coming; not in the slightest. Big Macintosh, strong older brother of Applejack and a pony of very few words. Cheese Sandwich, party pony second only to Pinkie Pie and a pony of alot of words. The two stallions are almost complete opposites but everypony knows, opposites attract. This is the story of how the unlikely two found themselves and each other.
A year after Cheese had visited and crashed RD’s birthday party being thrown by pinkie, and like is back to the usual ponyville. Big Mac was just workin his daily farm chores that he did enjoy so much. The morning chores weren't all bad though, for example, being the most mature and working daily tended to build quite a bit of muscle mass. The way his chest was sculpted was in a way that would make Rodin jealous. Washboard abs came from lifting heavy bales of hay all morning. Keep in mind he did all his morning chores shirtless so he attracted many eyes. Everytime somepony walked by they would slow down to ogle Big Mac’s sculpted physique. Those ponies included almost every mare but the ocasional stallion could be seen eyeing the prize specimen. Mac didnt really care what type of mare or stallion stopped but he didnt enjoy being watched much...except by the stallions. Mac wasnt exactly open about his sex life so not many ponies knew. Nopony knew he was a cult cuddler. His family definetly didnt know. He was looked up to being the oldest in the immediate family. He wasn't sure how his family would take it but he can't imagine Granny being real ok with it. He didnt want to lose that admiration.
One early morning, Big Mac was plowing the main fields nearest their house when his silence was broken by a certain pink mare’s pronking. He didn't exactly enjoy seeing Pinkie’s outgoing face heading his way. How he despised talkative ponies.
“Morning Big Mac. Isn’t it just a wonderful morning?” Pinkie said with oh-so-loving-everypony smile.
“Eeyup.” Mac replied.
“Any chance AJ is free? I need her help with cupcakes again.” Big Mac shuttered at the flashback of the ‘baked bads’.
“Eeyup. She’s in the house doing her chores. Should be done by now though.” Full sentences made Big Mac shudder.
“Okie dokie lokie!” Pinkie said with the pitch of her voice set to max. Big Mac gave out a sigh of relief once Pinkie was out of site, but it was short lived as Pinkie sooned pronked past Big Mac with AppleJack in toe.
“Don't wait up on be Big Macintosh. I’ll be back soon.”AppleJack said. Big Mac just nodded in agreement as an ‘alright’ might have killed him. Finally he could return to his work in silence. Big Mac continued his hard working day with a smirk on his face. Oh how he enjoyed the silence.
A few hours later and Big Mac is just finishing up his daily farm work. All that is left is to harvest the apples from the northern orchard. He would always save that side for last because that is where most of the gawking was because it lied on a road. Again he didnt mind if ponies look, just don't stop and stare. Big Mac was just finishing the fourth tree when his silence was broken once more by a unfamiliar yellow stallion.
“Excuse me sir, But by any chance are you related to a mare named AppleJack?” Big Mac was confused.
“Depends on who’s asking about her.” Mac replied.
“Well then, allow me to introduce myself. I am Cheese Sandwich and i am second best party pony in equestria. My best friend in the whole world is the first. She sent me a strangely specific letter a while back asking me to visit and when i come look for the big red stallion and ask for AppleJack.” Cheese stuck out his hoof for a hoofshake. Big Mac definetly gave him a hoof shake.
“I’m Big Macintosh. Ponies call me Big Mac.”Big Mac said as he unknowingly crushed the yellow stallion’s soft hand.
"Ow. I can see why..." Cheese winced.
"As for my sis, she is still gone with Pinkie. I'm pretty sure that they are still at Sugarcube Corner." As Big Mac was answering Cheese he looked into his eyes for the first time. Big Mac began to be hypnotized by Cheese's lime green eyes and how they were smiling even if cheese wasn't. Big Mac lost track of how long he was staring and a pinkish blush began to show on his barn red face.
"Earth to Big Mac. Come in Big Mac." Cheese teased.
"Sorry it's just a little hot out here..." Big Mac attempted to hide his embarrassment.
"I guess it is hot out here. Maybe you shouldn't be." Cheese exclaimed. Big Mac was a bit stunned as Cheese left on that joke. Big Mac noticed a bit of a switch in Cheese's step as he trotted away. It made Big Mac wonder whether Cheese just flirted with him or if he was really outside to long. All he knew was that pony made him feel awkward and damn he had a nice plot. With that in mind, Big Mac returned to this pesky apples, stopping every now and then to swoon over his own fantasies of him and a certain yellow stallion.
A few days after that literally cheesy encounter, and Big Mac still can't shake Cheese from his mind. It also didn't help that that stallion passed the acres everyday moving things in outrageous amounts with Pinkie Pie. Seriously, how much stuff can one pony have. Anyway everyday Big Mac would be doing the same thing when Cheese came by; lifting apple buckets and trying not to let his boner show through his torn up jeans. Cheese would wink at him every day with a sexy look in his eye. The look would make Big Mac feel like a little hormonal filly in heat. He both hated and loved that feeling at the same time. Every time Cheese left he would feel a deep pit form in his very being. Occasionally Mac would say hi to Cheese but there conversations would never go to far. Cheese would always leave on a suggestive joke and Mac loved that about him.
Today Cheese hasn't passed by yet and Big Mac was a bit worried. He was so used to seeing his smiling face wink his way. Big Mac was feeling way more aroused than usual today and honestly, his cock was bugging him. Being an almost fully grown stallion Big Mac was no stranger to stress relief, he just want an 'every night' kind of stallion. He just couldn't shake the images of Cheese's round yellow plot shaking in front of his colthood. He couldn't believe half the stuff that was coming out his brain and if he didn't take care of himself soon, he wouldn't be able to finish his work on time.
Big Mac knew he would have to take some time to himself in order to focus at all. Big Mac had his own little den in the attic of the barn. It was where he would sleep when he wanted to be alone and entertain. He rarely entertained anypony except himself though. Up there he kept a small mattress and blanket, two pillows, and a bottle of hand lotion and a box of Kleenex. Pretty much exactly like a bachelors room.
Big Mac dropped the heavy basket full of apples and headed towards the barn. The only thing guiding his thinking was his now throbbing colthood. The walk turned to a jog towards the barn and when he reached the door, he made sure to latch it closed. Big Mac was really the only one that was able to move the board latching the barn closed anyway. Inside, the barn windows dimly lit Big Mac’s climb to his sanctuary. As soon as Mac had the mattress in view he dropped his tight fit jeans to free the monster of a boner that was cramped inside his jeans. Big Mac easily broke 14 inches in length and 3 in girth. His hoof quickly found his shaft as he slammed down on the mattress. Images began to quickly show in Big Mac's head, showing him a totally nude and chiseled Cheese Sandwich. Mac wished so badly to feel Cheese grabbing him. His most certainly tender lips touching Big Mac's in the most sexual way possible. The thoughts of constant groping and kissing only fueled Mac's hard-on. Big Mac begun stroking himself in a steady pace, silent moans slipping out of his mouth with every repetition. Big Mac's thoughts made themselves known again once he was psychologically mounted by Cheese. In reality, Big Mac was now laying face down moaning into his pillow. His constant strokes up the full length of his shaft became faster and faster with every unreal push from Cheese. Mac started to moan even louder, getting closer and closer to his climax. Fake Cheese started to pull on Mac's mane, knocking his head back. Fake Cheese spoke into Big Mac's ear softly.
"You enjoy being mine, don't yah?" Big Mac couldn't take it anymore and as his strokes sped up, so did his heavy breathing.
"Eeyup!" Mac replied loudly as he shot load after load of his DNA all over his bedspread. He couldn't muffle his moans anymore and squeezed every last drop of spunk out of his member. Big Mac rolled over sluggishly and breathed a sigh of relief. He needed the real thing if he ever hoped to feel true pleasure. Big Mac picked up some kleenexs, cleaned himself thoroughly, and left the barn hoping nopony heard his session.
Big Mac continued his work day feeling so much more relaxed, but soon noticed a certain yellow stallion walking by pulling a cart full of more random items. That site never ceased to make Big Mac smile.
"Hey there Macy!" Cheese yelled excitedly.
"Howdy Cheese." some junk fell off the top of the cart.
"Need any help?"
"It couldn't hurt to have a strong stallion like you pulling my cart for me. Sure." Big Mac finished up the last tree and hopped the fence to meet Cheese. He hooked himself up to the cart and pulled the cart on his own showing no effort. Cheese walked by his side admiring the strength of the shirtless stallion. Cheese licked his lips in admiration.
After walking for about thirty minutes the two came to a small cottage with a shed next to it. The cottage wasn't anything fancy but it was a two story cottage, much nicer than most homes.
"You can leave the cart in front of the shed for now, Macy." Cheese said with a smile.
"Do you have to call me that, Cheese?" Mac asked jokingly.
"Eeyup." Cheese mimicked. He noticed Big Mac's panting.
"Do you want to come inside to take a break or something?" Cheese asked
"I dont see the harm."Mac replied. In fact, all Big Mac could think about while walking into the stallions house, is the pleasure he was gonna feel. Eeyup!
