Mac, I think I love you...

by Useless Reptile

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance
Length: 2525

Caramel had no idea what these feelings were, but he's about to find out...

Caramel had spent months on the farm working with Mac harvesting the apples.

For the past few weeks Caramel had been looking at Mac differently, yet he didn't know how.

What was different? What was this he was feeling inside of him? When did Mac become so good looking?

M/M shipping and clop.
I found the coverart on Google; all credit goes to the original artist.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-03-22 22:40:02 UTC

Fun times in Mac's room

There was a loud crack followed by the sound of multiple apples falling into baskets as Caramel bucked another apple tree. He had been outside harvesting the apples trees for hours with Mac, but if what he was doing allowed him to spend time with his best friend; it was worth it.

They had decided to take turns on bucking the trees. Mac would buck one, Caramel would buck the next, then Mac on the next, Caramel the one after that, so on and so forth. Caramel always took longer to harvest his trees, having to buck them several times before they were emptied of there fruity goodness, Mac on the other hoof managed to removed every single apple from every single tree in a single buck. Not really a surprise considering he had been doing it for much longer and was much bigger than Caramel, both in height and muscularity.

This kind of annoyed Caramel, as it would give him much less time to rest up before he had to get back to work again and he had less time to admire the perfectly toned flanks of his crimson partner. The fact that he was "admiring" Mac's flanks felt weird to Caramel. He had only started to look at the red workhorse like this in the past few weeks. Something had suddenly changed in Caramel's mind, changed how he looked at Mac. Not just as a friend, but more...

He couldn't explain it, what was it he was feeling. He had considered multiple possibilities, but none of them seemed to make sense. Was he ill; had he gotten some sort of bug? No. That can't be, he only feels like this when he's around Mac. Maybe he was jealous... Maybe he didn't like the fact that Mac could buck more trees in a day or that he could work for longer periods of time without getting so exhausted? No, no, no. That can't be it either; he knows what jealousy feels like, but this is different, but different how?

Maybe Mac knew. He's a smart guy, he was always the guy to do all of the financial stuff at the end of the year, when the Apple family sold their stock. "Hey, Mac. Can I ask you something?"

Mac bucked another tree and sent the apples thundering to the ground. Some landing in the baskets, some bouncing out after landing in the baskets and some missed completely, littering the grass around the base of the tree. He wiped the sweat off of his brow then turned to see his friend sitting up against an already bucked, apple tree. "Of course ya can, Cara. Ya can ask me anything ya want."

Caramel stood up and walked towards the next tree. He turned and slammed his hind legs against the natural, wooden, sculpture. A few apples fell from the plant, not as many as his usual drop count. He looked at the mostly empty baskets, then lifted his head to see how many apples were left in the tree. Seeing how many had stubbornly clutched onto their branches, he sighed. "Well, I've noticed that recently when I'm with you I feel... Different. I'm not sure how to explain it."

Caramel turned and kicked the tree again, more apples fell than the previous attempt. A slight, proud, grin slipped onto his face when he heard the sound of more apples landing in their baskets. He took one more glance at the tree before attacking it again; the remaining apples dropped from the tree. All except one. Caramel frowned at the apple as if to scare it down. To no avail, he continued to kick the tree. One blow after the other, yet the apple held on for dear life. In his anger, Caramel used his fore hoof to punch the tree and sprained his wrist in the process. "AGH! Stupid, bucking apple! Get out of the freaking tree!"

Caramel grab the tree and started to shake it relentlessly until he felt a comforting hoof on his shoulder. He turned his head to find Mac by his side. "May Ah?"

Caramel nodded and stepped aside to allow Mac room to bring the pesky apple down from its branch. He watched with awe as Mac bucked the tree with his powerful legs, almost bringing the tree down with the apple. The apple finally feel and landed in the basket below. Mac smiled and nodded at the tree, like he was telling the who was boss. "There ya go, Cara. About that thing ya were askin' earlier, Ah think Ah know what ya feelin', but Ah'm not sure. Do ya like the feelin' or not?"

Caramel thought about it for a moment. He rubbed his chin with a hoof, recoiling suddenly when it brought the pain back from hitting the tree. Mac took Caramel's hoof in his own to inspect the damage. "It's just a strain, but we should get ya a bandage to support it. Come with me back to the house. Ah've got a med-pack in mah room. Try not ta walk on it, it'll make it worse."

The two stallions turned and started walking to the farm house. Caramel looked over at Mac to get a better look at his friend as he considered his answer to Mac's question. "Um... I think I like the feeling Mac, it's not exactly a bad feeling."

Mac glanced at his friend. He knew exactly what it was Caramel was feeling. He kind of knew Caramel had had these feelings for him, but what he didn't know was when he was going to say something about them.He was starting to think that he was going to have to make the first move. He wanted Caramel to know that he felt the same way, so that they could finally move on with their relationship and be more than just friends. "Ah think Ah know what it is ya got, Cara."

Caramel's face lit up upon hearing that he could find out what this strange and alien feelings was at last. He sped up to catch up with Mac as best he could on three hooves. "Well, what is it, Mac?"

Mac chuckled and shook his head. "Come on, Cara. Ya smart. Figure it out. Ya get this nice feeling every time ya see me. What does that sound like to ya?"

Caramel stopped for a second. He felt a bit silly not being able to see it before, having it basically spelt out for him made it obvious what he was feeling for Mac. "Mac, I think I love you..."

Mac stopped and turned to Caramel who was now sitting on his hind and fiddling with dirt using his one good hoof. He walked over to Caramel, he placed a hoof on his chin and lifted is head just enough to meet him eye-to-eye. He smiled at Caramel, then leaned forward to join his lips with Caramel's. They stayed there for a few moments before pulling away for air. "Ah love ya too, Sugarcube."

Caramel smiled and tried to hold in his giggle, thinking it would make him look silly. He stood up slightly and threw himself at Mac in a hug, wrapping his fore legs around Mac's chest. "I do love you, Maci. I really do!"

Mac  buried his muzzle into Caramel's mane, taking in his scent and giving him a small kiss on his forehead before pushing him away enough to look into his eyes again. "Let's get back to mah room. Ah need ta take care of that hoof and then maybe I'll care care of the rest of ya."

Caramel lay on the bed face-up whilst Mac wrapped his hoof and wrist with a bandage. He couldn't help but keep his eyes locked with Mac's the whole time. He almost seemed eager for Mac to finish on his wrist so he could do as he promised and 'take care of him'. Caramel's member was starting to slide out of its sheath just thinking about what Mac was going to do to him. Caramel attempted to hide his growing stallionhood to no avail. "Sorry, Mac. Guess having you touch me whilst I'm all spread out on your bed is enough to get me excited. Especially after what you said earlier."

Mac chuckled and finished wrapping the bandage. Mac walked around the the foot of the bed so he was in front of Caramel. Using a hoof, he leaned on the bed and the other he used to slide down Caramel's chest, along his stomach and onto he's member. He slowly stroked the shaft with the tip of his hoof, tickling Caramel and making him giggle nervously. "Ya like that? Ya want me ta go furtha?"

Caramel nodded and spread his legs some more to reveal his tail hole. He sat up to stroke Mac's sheath whilst Mac continued to work on him. Caramel slid his hooves up and down Mac's member causing it to grow until it was much bigger than his own not so impressive eight inches by a good five inches. Seeing the size difference made Caramel blush. He didn't want to disappoint Mac, but he didn't want Mac to stop. "I'm sorry I'm not as big as you."

Mac leaned in and pressed his lips to Caramel's, slipping his tongue past Caramel's lips and into his mouth. Their tongues wrestled at each other for minutes until they had to break away for air. "Ah don't mind, Sugar. Ah'm sure ya wanted ta take it anyway, seeing as ya spread ya legs out for me."

Caramel just kept blushing the more Mac spoke. He was shy, yet eager to get every inch of Mac inside of him. His mind almost fighting itself over if he was really wanting to go through as much pain as he was expecting only for a bit of pleasure at the end of it all. Putting mire thought into it, Caramel realised it wasn't just for his own pleasure, but for the pleasure of Mac as well. He needed to do this for Mac. He wanted to please Mac and he was willing to do anything for him. Plus, it can't hurt all that much. Could it?

"Will it hurt?" Caramel asked shakily. Looking at Mac's member, then back to his legs. Caramel started to worry about how much it would hurt. Having your muscles stretched out must hurt somewhat, but just how much?

"Ah'm not gonna lie, Cara. It's gonna hurt at first, but it'll get better as we go." Mac reached down to stroke Caramel's belly in an effort to comfort him, which appeared to be working giving that Caramel squirmed and giggled at Mac's touch. "Ah'm gonna put it in real slowly so it doesn't hurt as much; Ah'll slowly speed up as ya get used to it. Ya just got ta relax or it'll hurt more. Think ya cam relax for me, Sugarcube?"

Caramel nodded quickly. He watched as Mac lined himself up and gently pressed himself into Caramel. Caramel instantly felt the pain, his wanting hole being stretched around Mac's stallionhood. Caramel's hooves clinging onto the bed sheets like no tomorrow, pulling the tidied beding out of place. He clenched his teeth and scrunched his face. A few tears left Caramel's eyes and rolled down his cheeks. He felt nothing but pain until the stallion standing other him had buried himself entirely inside him, brushing against something that only let out wave after wave of pleasure. Caramel opened his eyes to see Mac smiling back at him. "Y-you all the way in?"

Mac chuckled and nodded at Caramel, getting a sigh of relief in response. He began to withdraw from his smaller friend before returning to the balls deep position he was in not moments ago. A slight moan left his lips at the feeling of being so close and intimate with Caramel. He had been waiting what felt like years for Caramel to say something about how he felt and now that he had, they were finally enjoying each other in a way they both had only dreamed of.

Mac continued to his to and fro motion, gaining pace with each thrust of his hips. Eventually Caramel's pain had left him and he could only feel the pleasure that he had longed for so. In the mix of all this lusted filled fun, Macintosh's mind began to wonder of his end game here. How should he finsihed it all off? He worried if he would upset Caramel by pulling or not pulling out. "Cara? Do ya want me ta pull out when Ah finish?"

"N-no! I want it in me. All of it." Caramel's tone had changed drastically. From the shy, virgin colt to lustful, horny stallion, wanting more and more from Macintosh. He would never dream of Mac puling out. Mac had to fill him with every little drop of his seed or Caramel would only want more from the gentle giant. "I don't want you to pull out until you're complete empty. Okay?"

Mac liked Caramel's new found courage. He nodded in response to Caramel's demands and continued to thrust into him. It was at that moment he could feel himself coming close to his climax. He slowed his paced to not blow before Caramel did. He wanted his companion to finish first so he could taste that juices of the tan earth-pony. Macintosh took Caramel's member into his mouth and caressed it with his hooves, making sure to feel every vein and muscle in the member he held. Caramel's moans vibrated through his body and onto Mac's stallionhood; the vibrations bringing him all too close to climax.

The two of them kept going like this for many minutes more before Caramel let out a cry of pleasure, his juices flowing out into Mac's mouth and down his throat. Knowing that Caramel had finally finished gave Mac his own queue to release his seed into Caramel. He pulled back until it was only the tip that remained inside of Caramel and he thrusted one last time, much faster than the rest and held Caramel to his chest as he emptied himself into Caramel.

They sat in each other's arms for minutes. Caramel listened to Mac's heart race as Mac calmed his breathing. Caramel pulled back from Mac enough to look into his eyes and lock lips with him. Tongues wrestling until they could no longer out of need for oxygen. Caramel was the first to speak. "Mac. Thank you. That was amazing."

Mac recoiled at the statement with a confused expression on his face. "Why thank me, Cara? Ah did it for us both. Ah also wanted to do that with ya for longer than Ah can remember. No need ta thank me."

Mac kissed Caramel on the forehead before climbing into bed with him, pulling him into his side. Caramel snugged into Mac's chest and continued to listen to his now calmer, heart beat. "I love you, Maci."

"Ah love ya too, Sugarcube. Ah love ya too."