In The Barn

Braeburn 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.