In The Barnby FirestopperChaptersLeaving HomeThe DreamIn The BarnThe Sad GoodbyeWaking UpThe Second DayThe First DayLeaving Home"AJ, Ah'm gonna go help Braeburn prepare for Appaloosa." A hurried Big Macintosh had told his sister. He had spent the morning packing his saddlebags with his Hatchet Firebird Shampoo, some rope, and some apples from the orchard. He looked for the best ones until he realized that he was going to be late. He kissed Applejack, Applebloom, and Granny Smith on the cheeks and had said goodbye. When he got to the train station, his train was about to depart. When he got onto the train, he noticed that he was the only pony in the cart, so he decided to lay down until he got to his destination, but he couldn't sleep; all he could think about was his cousin for some reason, it was awkward, because he had never thought of his cousin this way. It may have been the stories that he had gotten from the back of the bookstore: Fifty Shades of Hay, Stallion Love, and Forbidden Love had intrigued him. His guilty pleasures that only the store clerk had known about probably made him think this way. He had read about this feeling in all three books, they all called it a "Carnal need", but he never believed those to be real until now. He knew it was going to be a long train ride until he arrived... The DreamBig Mac was in the shower, when Braeburn came in and poked his head past the curtain. "Hey cousin, need some help with the hard to reach areas?" Braeburn asked with a sly smile. "Y-Yes Braeburn, I need your help." Big Mac started to breathe fast. His cousin got into the shower with him and got some of the Hatchet shampoo onto his hooves before lathering Big Mac's plot and flanks up. The way Braeburn's hooves massaged Big Macintosh's body made him moan with pleasure. His cousin was so close to mounting him, but he knew his cousin was a bottom, so he waited for the opportunity to turn Braeburn around and give him a good pounding. His cousin's hooves had slowly ventured down to his fully erect phallus. Braeburn stroked Big Macintosh with lathered-up hooves until he was at his climax and calling out his cousin's name, where he had woken up... In The BarnBraeburn slipped the apron off along with the panties and slowly stepped over to Big Mac. "Are you ready, 'Mac?" Braeburn asked while blushing. The moment had him fully erect. He was ready for his cousin to stuff him like a teddy colt. He had always been ready for his cousin, because he could always feel this feeling around him. Braeburn made sure his cousin wouldn't forget this night. He was centimeters from Big Macintosh's lips before stretching forward and kissing him. The uneven breathing between the two stallions had settled during their kiss before they had done anything else. Braeburn had rested his hooves on Big Mac's cheeks as he slowly fell back. While he was on his back, Braeburn extended his neck to bite Big Mac's ear, causing him to moan with pleasure as his cock unsheathed and laid on Braeburn's pelvis. "Are yah sure yah want me tah do this?" Big Macintosh asked lowly, his voice sounded tired. Braeburn nodded with a blushing smile, and spun on his back so his cousin's hard phallus was resting on his chin. When he opened his mouth, the warm cock fell into it; when he felt that, he wrapped his lips around it and stroked it with his tongue and sucked. He could tell that he was doing something right, because his cousin was thrusting deeper and groaning like his mouth were taped together. Big Mack's dick had started to leak some pre-cum, so Braeburn spun again, kissed his cousin, and rolled over to present his plot hole. Big Mac started to prod his cousin's plot with his cock, but Braeburn stopped him. "'Mac, moisten mah hole up a bit. Just use your tongue." Braeburn instructed his cousin with love in his voice; this was a dream come true for him, he was finally getting taken by his cousin. He'd dreamed about this moment ever since he'd met his cousin all those years back. He had thought that there was something wrong with himself, but he brushed that thought off when he realized that he was gay. He never told anypony, except for the stallions who plowed him instead of the fields. Big Macintosh started to lick his plot hole with his warm tongue, leaving saliva all over it; one, two, three, and on the fourth lick, his tongue had penetrated Braeburn's plot, but he didn't stop there; he continued to slide his tongue deeper until his lips were pressed against Braeburn's plothole. He was making out with his cousin's plot, his tongue writhing and squirming about in the hole; it tasted amazing. Braeburn sat there and moaned in pleasure as his cousin explored his plot with his tongue. Big Mac slid his tongue out of the hole and kissed it before sliding his rock hard cock into his cousin's plothole. It was a tight fit, but Big Mac slowly made his way deeper into the hole; once he had made it all the way into his cousin, he stayed there for a moment. "H-How do yah feel, Brae?" Big Mac asked while panting. "F-Full, you're s-so big, 'Mac. It f-feels so good t-tah have yah in me." Braeburn answered. His plothole was throbbing around his cousin's cock, causing more pain and pleasure for the both of them. Once they were both used to the feeling, Big Mac started to slowly thrust, making Braeburn scream in ecstasy. "Harder! Fuck me harder, Big Macintosh!" Braeburn hollered. At that demand, Big Mac pushed through the tight spot and pulled back as hard as he could, his balls slapping against Braeburn's balls. Both of the stallions were moaning each other's names until Big Mac reached his climax. "B-Brae... A-Ah'm gonna cum, Ah'm g-gonna pull-" Big Macintosh stuttered before being cut off. "Don't you dare pull out of me! Fill me with your seed!" Braeburn commanded. Big Mac slowed his thrusting until a warm sensation shot into his cousin; there was so much that it started spurting out onto him. When he was finished and his cock went soft inside of his cousin, they laid down beside each other and looked into each other's eyes. "Brae, I love you." Big Mac slowly said. "I love you too, Big Macintosh." Braeburn replied, a smile stretched across his face. They were both covered in cum and a mess, but they were happy. They slept together in their own mess, and when they woke up, they were inseparable for the rest of the trip. The Sad Goodbye"Big Mac, I'll miss you so much, and I won't let anypony else touch me that way again. I will wait for you." Braeburn said as he started to cry. "I'll be back, I promise. Don't worry about a thing." Big Macintosh replied, wiping his tears away. "I love you, Brae." He said with a smile. "I love you too, 'Mac." Braeburn returned the smile. They held each other for a moment before the conductor announced the last call. At that, Big Mac got onto the train after kissing his cousin once more. The ride back to Ponyville was long and painful, but he knew that Braeburn was an Apple, and he knew that he would stick to his word. Waking UpBig Mac had woken up to a grinning Braeburn looking at his lower region. There was a hungry look in his eyes that he had only read about in his books. Braeburn's eyes were wide, but not with surprise, more of a look of desire. Big Mac had looked toward where Braeburn's eyes were transfixed on, and he noticed that there was a large lump under the blanket. When he tried to hide it, Braeburn stopped him. "'Mac, don't worry, Ah'm just looking. Ah won't do nothing. It's so big, probably too big for me." Braeburn was looking into Big Mac's eyes with the same look of desire that he had when he was looking at the bulge. "'Brae... I-It's too early t-to start this... Ah'm sorry. C-Could yah please leave mah room?" Big Mac's heart was racing, this was the second time in twelve hours. Braeburn knew, there was no doubt about that anymore. "Sure Big Mac, I'll head out so you can work with that monster of yours. Call me if you need help," Braeburn had said before winking, then he continued, "You talk in your sleep, you know that? You were calling my name, that's pretty naughty of you. Oh well, I'll be in town, putting some banners up when you come to help me, once you're done helping your friend there." Braeburn stepped out of the room with a wink. Big Mac sat up and touched himself to the memory of his dream... The Second DayOnce Big Mac had cleaned up, he want downstairs for breakfast, only to find a Braeburn in panties and an apron that covered his pelvis, but it did no help when he was facing away from Big Macintosh. A little bit of his plot hole was showing and Big Mac knew exactly what Braeburn was trying to do, he was trying to get his cousin to ram his little colt plot. It was about to work, but when Braeburn turned around, Big Mac sat down at the table. Brae brought over a sandwich that was shaped like a heart. Mac looked at Braeburn and studied his cousin intensely. "Why are you so sexual towards me, Brae? Ah'm getting a little worried." Big Mac said, trying to hide the fact that he's craving his cousin's tight plot. "'Mac, stop hiding, I can feel your desire. You can quit toying with me. Let's be serious. You came for more than one reason, didn't you?" Braeburn asked with a smile. Big Macintosh knew he was unable to hide anymore, so he confessed to Braeburn, "Honestly, not when Ah left home, but when Ah was on the train to help, Ah had these thoughts about us and it made me crave the real thing, that's when I had another reason to come. It's just so sexy to see you trying this hard to get me to rail you. Ah actually wanna fill your tight plothole with my cock and cum. Ah wanna make you my whore." "Well, why don't you?" Braeburn grinned and asked. "Ah dunno, take me to a barn and maybe Ah will." Big Mac answered... "Follow me..." Braeburn grinned widely and led Big Macintosh to the back yard and into the barn... The First DayCarnal needs, they're in everyone. Stallions, mares, even hermaphrodites. They come at any given time, and you never know when until it comes. You could be lucky enough to get them when you're with that special somepony, or lucky enough to get them when you're with your cousin. This time came for Big Macintosh whilst he was on the way to help prepare for this year's Appaloosa. The need became stronger when he got a glimpse of Braeburn's plot, his perfectly round cheeks and succulent-looking balls showing for anyone to see. He tried not to think about it, but he was obviously losing. He asked for more physical work so he could try to get his mind, and eyes, off of his cousin, but everywhere he went, Braeburn passed by. Braeburn has a way of knowing when he is being craved by another pony, he didn't pay attention to the occasional mare, for he only wanted stallions. It was in the air, but it seemed that only he could feel it. It came as soon as Big Macintosh arrived to help with Appaloosa. The sweet aroma of excitement and embarrassment filled the air, and it was the strongest when he was near Bid Mac. It seemed that his cousin came for another reason other than to help prepare for Appaloosa. It was invigorating, knowing that his own cousin may have came to have some long-needed relief. Braeburn decided to torture his cousin a bit, so he made sure to be around Big Mac wherever he went. He also made sure that his cousin had seen his well-maintained plot. He felt like a hussy, trotting around, making sure his cousin was sexually tormented, but he also loved the feeling of being craved. After a long day of working and struggling to get his thoughts right, Big Mac decided to get a long, warm shower. While he was in the shower, Braeburn stepped into the restroom and popped his head in on the end that was farthest from the shower head, where he got a great look at Big Macintosh's soft plot and balls, dripping with water and soap. Big Mac looked back and noticed his cousin, who gave him a smile. They exchanged looks for a few moments, Big Mac had a shocked look, while Braeburn had a sly smile. "Hey 'Mac, do yah need any help?" Braeburn asked with a wink. "'B-'Brae! N-No, Ah'm fine, p-please go." Big Mac stuttered. His heart was racing, and his mind was scattered everywhere. Braeburn pulled his head out from the shower while still smiling, but Big Mac was lost for words. His cousin had just spied in him and the shower and had offered some "help", it's as if Braeburn could tell that 'Mac wants his sexy plot. He slowly calmed down from the moment that he had had in the shower and was ready for bed. He laid in bed under the covers until sometime around midnight before he had fallen asleep. Author's Note While writing this, I thought Appaloosa was an event.
Leaving Home"AJ, Ah'm gonna go help Braeburn prepare for Appaloosa." A hurried Big Macintosh had told his sister. He had spent the morning packing his saddlebags with his Hatchet Firebird Shampoo, some rope, and some apples from the orchard. He looked for the best ones until he realized that he was going to be late. He kissed Applejack, Applebloom, and Granny Smith on the cheeks and had said goodbye. When he got to the train station, his train was about to depart. When he got onto the train, he noticed that he was the only pony in the cart, so he decided to lay down until he got to his destination, but he couldn't sleep; all he could think about was his cousin for some reason, it was awkward, because he had never thought of his cousin this way. It may have been the stories that he had gotten from the back of the bookstore: Fifty Shades of Hay, Stallion Love, and Forbidden Love had intrigued him. His guilty pleasures that only the store clerk had known about probably made him think this way. He had read about this feeling in all three books, they all called it a "Carnal need", but he never believed those to be real until now. He knew it was going to be a long train ride until he arrived...
The DreamBig Mac was in the shower, when Braeburn came in and poked his head past the curtain. "Hey cousin, need some help with the hard to reach areas?" Braeburn asked with a sly smile. "Y-Yes Braeburn, I need your help." Big Mac started to breathe fast. His cousin got into the shower with him and got some of the Hatchet shampoo onto his hooves before lathering Big Mac's plot and flanks up. The way Braeburn's hooves massaged Big Macintosh's body made him moan with pleasure. His cousin was so close to mounting him, but he knew his cousin was a bottom, so he waited for the opportunity to turn Braeburn around and give him a good pounding. His cousin's hooves had slowly ventured down to his fully erect phallus. Braeburn stroked Big Macintosh with lathered-up hooves until he was at his climax and calling out his cousin's name, where he had woken up...
In The BarnBraeburn slipped the apron off along with the panties and slowly stepped over to Big Mac. "Are you ready, 'Mac?" Braeburn asked while blushing. The moment had him fully erect. He was ready for his cousin to stuff him like a teddy colt. He had always been ready for his cousin, because he could always feel this feeling around him. Braeburn made sure his cousin wouldn't forget this night. He was centimeters from Big Macintosh's lips before stretching forward and kissing him. The uneven breathing between the two stallions had settled during their kiss before they had done anything else. Braeburn had rested his hooves on Big Mac's cheeks as he slowly fell back. While he was on his back, Braeburn extended his neck to bite Big Mac's ear, causing him to moan with pleasure as his cock unsheathed and laid on Braeburn's pelvis. "Are yah sure yah want me tah do this?" Big Macintosh asked lowly, his voice sounded tired. Braeburn nodded with a blushing smile, and spun on his back so his cousin's hard phallus was resting on his chin. When he opened his mouth, the warm cock fell into it; when he felt that, he wrapped his lips around it and stroked it with his tongue and sucked. He could tell that he was doing something right, because his cousin was thrusting deeper and groaning like his mouth were taped together. Big Mack's dick had started to leak some pre-cum, so Braeburn spun again, kissed his cousin, and rolled over to present his plot hole. Big Mac started to prod his cousin's plot with his cock, but Braeburn stopped him. "'Mac, moisten mah hole up a bit. Just use your tongue." Braeburn instructed his cousin with love in his voice; this was a dream come true for him, he was finally getting taken by his cousin. He'd dreamed about this moment ever since he'd met his cousin all those years back. He had thought that there was something wrong with himself, but he brushed that thought off when he realized that he was gay. He never told anypony, except for the stallions who plowed him instead of the fields. Big Macintosh started to lick his plot hole with his warm tongue, leaving saliva all over it; one, two, three, and on the fourth lick, his tongue had penetrated Braeburn's plot, but he didn't stop there; he continued to slide his tongue deeper until his lips were pressed against Braeburn's plothole. He was making out with his cousin's plot, his tongue writhing and squirming about in the hole; it tasted amazing. Braeburn sat there and moaned in pleasure as his cousin explored his plot with his tongue. Big Mac slid his tongue out of the hole and kissed it before sliding his rock hard cock into his cousin's plothole. It was a tight fit, but Big Mac slowly made his way deeper into the hole; once he had made it all the way into his cousin, he stayed there for a moment. "H-How do yah feel, Brae?" Big Mac asked while panting. "F-Full, you're s-so big, 'Mac. It f-feels so good t-tah have yah in me." Braeburn answered. His plothole was throbbing around his cousin's cock, causing more pain and pleasure for the both of them. Once they were both used to the feeling, Big Mac started to slowly thrust, making Braeburn scream in ecstasy. "Harder! Fuck me harder, Big Macintosh!" Braeburn hollered. At that demand, Big Mac pushed through the tight spot and pulled back as hard as he could, his balls slapping against Braeburn's balls. Both of the stallions were moaning each other's names until Big Mac reached his climax. "B-Brae... A-Ah'm gonna cum, Ah'm g-gonna pull-" Big Macintosh stuttered before being cut off. "Don't you dare pull out of me! Fill me with your seed!" Braeburn commanded. Big Mac slowed his thrusting until a warm sensation shot into his cousin; there was so much that it started spurting out onto him. When he was finished and his cock went soft inside of his cousin, they laid down beside each other and looked into each other's eyes. "Brae, I love you." Big Mac slowly said. "I love you too, Big Macintosh." Braeburn replied, a smile stretched across his face. They were both covered in cum and a mess, but they were happy. They slept together in their own mess, and when they woke up, they were inseparable for the rest of the trip.
The Sad Goodbye"Big Mac, I'll miss you so much, and I won't let anypony else touch me that way again. I will wait for you." Braeburn said as he started to cry. "I'll be back, I promise. Don't worry about a thing." Big Macintosh replied, wiping his tears away. "I love you, Brae." He said with a smile. "I love you too, 'Mac." Braeburn returned the smile. They held each other for a moment before the conductor announced the last call. At that, Big Mac got onto the train after kissing his cousin once more. The ride back to Ponyville was long and painful, but he knew that Braeburn was an Apple, and he knew that he would stick to his word.
Waking UpBig Mac had woken up to a grinning Braeburn looking at his lower region. There was a hungry look in his eyes that he had only read about in his books. Braeburn's eyes were wide, but not with surprise, more of a look of desire. Big Mac had looked toward where Braeburn's eyes were transfixed on, and he noticed that there was a large lump under the blanket. When he tried to hide it, Braeburn stopped him. "'Mac, don't worry, Ah'm just looking. Ah won't do nothing. It's so big, probably too big for me." Braeburn was looking into Big Mac's eyes with the same look of desire that he had when he was looking at the bulge. "'Brae... I-It's too early t-to start this... Ah'm sorry. C-Could yah please leave mah room?" Big Mac's heart was racing, this was the second time in twelve hours. Braeburn knew, there was no doubt about that anymore. "Sure Big Mac, I'll head out so you can work with that monster of yours. Call me if you need help," Braeburn had said before winking, then he continued, "You talk in your sleep, you know that? You were calling my name, that's pretty naughty of you. Oh well, I'll be in town, putting some banners up when you come to help me, once you're done helping your friend there." Braeburn stepped out of the room with a wink. Big Mac sat up and touched himself to the memory of his dream...
The Second DayOnce Big Mac had cleaned up, he want downstairs for breakfast, only to find a Braeburn in panties and an apron that covered his pelvis, but it did no help when he was facing away from Big Macintosh. A little bit of his plot hole was showing and Big Mac knew exactly what Braeburn was trying to do, he was trying to get his cousin to ram his little colt plot. It was about to work, but when Braeburn turned around, Big Mac sat down at the table. Brae brought over a sandwich that was shaped like a heart. Mac looked at Braeburn and studied his cousin intensely. "Why are you so sexual towards me, Brae? Ah'm getting a little worried." Big Mac said, trying to hide the fact that he's craving his cousin's tight plot. "'Mac, stop hiding, I can feel your desire. You can quit toying with me. Let's be serious. You came for more than one reason, didn't you?" Braeburn asked with a smile. Big Macintosh knew he was unable to hide anymore, so he confessed to Braeburn, "Honestly, not when Ah left home, but when Ah was on the train to help, Ah had these thoughts about us and it made me crave the real thing, that's when I had another reason to come. It's just so sexy to see you trying this hard to get me to rail you. Ah actually wanna fill your tight plothole with my cock and cum. Ah wanna make you my whore." "Well, why don't you?" Braeburn grinned and asked. "Ah dunno, take me to a barn and maybe Ah will." Big Mac answered... "Follow me..." Braeburn grinned widely and led Big Macintosh to the back yard and into the barn...
The First DayCarnal needs, they're in everyone. Stallions, mares, even hermaphrodites. They come at any given time, and you never know when until it comes. You could be lucky enough to get them when you're with that special somepony, or lucky enough to get them when you're with your cousin. This time came for Big Macintosh whilst he was on the way to help prepare for this year's Appaloosa. The need became stronger when he got a glimpse of Braeburn's plot, his perfectly round cheeks and succulent-looking balls showing for anyone to see. He tried not to think about it, but he was obviously losing. He asked for more physical work so he could try to get his mind, and eyes, off of his cousin, but everywhere he went, Braeburn passed by. Braeburn has a way of knowing when he is being craved by another pony, he didn't pay attention to the occasional mare, for he only wanted stallions. It was in the air, but it seemed that only he could feel it. It came as soon as Big Macintosh arrived to help with Appaloosa. The sweet aroma of excitement and embarrassment filled the air, and it was the strongest when he was near Bid Mac. It seemed that his cousin came for another reason other than to help prepare for Appaloosa. It was invigorating, knowing that his own cousin may have came to have some long-needed relief. Braeburn decided to torture his cousin a bit, so he made sure to be around Big Mac wherever he went. He also made sure that his cousin had seen his well-maintained plot. He felt like a hussy, trotting around, making sure his cousin was sexually tormented, but he also loved the feeling of being craved. After a long day of working and struggling to get his thoughts right, Big Mac decided to get a long, warm shower. While he was in the shower, Braeburn stepped into the restroom and popped his head in on the end that was farthest from the shower head, where he got a great look at Big Macintosh's soft plot and balls, dripping with water and soap. Big Mac looked back and noticed his cousin, who gave him a smile. They exchanged looks for a few moments, Big Mac had a shocked look, while Braeburn had a sly smile. "Hey 'Mac, do yah need any help?" Braeburn asked with a wink. "'B-'Brae! N-No, Ah'm fine, p-please go." Big Mac stuttered. His heart was racing, and his mind was scattered everywhere. Braeburn pulled his head out from the shower while still smiling, but Big Mac was lost for words. His cousin had just spied in him and the shower and had offered some "help", it's as if Braeburn could tell that 'Mac wants his sexy plot. He slowly calmed down from the moment that he had had in the shower and was ready for bed. He laid in bed under the covers until sometime around midnight before he had fallen asleep. Author's Note While writing this, I thought Appaloosa was an event.
