Braeburn finally dragged himself home after a long hard day of working. He approached his house pretty quickly due to the town being moderately small. His soft yet strong and tender hooves creaked up the 3 wooden steps as he reached for the door. He opened it up and took a nice deep breath.
“It’s good to finally be home.” He said, stretching his back.
He had been working non-stop the past few weeks. He had a festival to cater, he had to foal-sit Apple Bloom for a weekend, and he even had to take a trip to Manehatten for a business trade. A large smile came across his face since he knew that his great work and efforts paid off in the end. He even felt a little proud. He then took off his hat and brushed a hoof through his luscious long mane as a few droplets of sweat fell to the floor.
“Guess somepony needs a shower” He chuckled to himself.
He trotted into his bathroom with a towel draped over his back. With a twist of a knob nice cool water sprayed out of a showerhead and into a tub. He threw his towel onto the sink and took off his vest. After tossing his vest into the hamper beside him he stepped on into the shower. He stood there a moment, letting the cool water flow throughout his mane, and it felt wonderful. The yellow stallion started to wash himself clean, making sure not a single bit of dirt or sweat was left on his sexy well-toned body.
He turned off the shower when he was all cleaned before drying off. As the earth pony looked into the mirror, he saw something strange bulging underneath the red towel. He chuckled a bit before removing his towel; it revealed a partially erect shaft dangling downward above two plump spheres. Braeburn was a well-endowed stallion; his current half-hard state was already a complete nine inches. He was massive, and it made most others jealous. The thick meat flesh was a dark orange color with a brown sheath and brown balls. It swayed from side to side as he moved out of the bathroom.
The farm pony went into his bedroom and flopped onto the bed. He reached a hoof down and started to jiggle his sack. He let out a muffled gasp as his member got more and more erect. He brought the hoof back up to his maw and sniffed it. He loved the smell of his own musk, it drove his hormones crazy. The pony licked his hoof to taste what he was playing with. It drove him crazy, as his cock sprung upwards, showing his incredibly huge eighteen inch length go into the air above him. He then put his hoof back between his hind legs. Braeburn gripped the base of his shaft and began to slowly stroke up the underside of it. He stopped once he hit the medial ring and went back down again. He moaned a tad under his breath when he picked up the pace. Pre-cum formed on his tip as it dripped down onto his hoof. He then went from his base to the tip top of his mighty meat rod. Stroking the whole thing, he started to moan louder. The clopping horse started to nibble his right fore-hoof. It drove him mad with sexual lust, for he just wanted to taste it all.
He removed his hoof from his mouth and gripped it around his stallionhood. He sat up on his bed, bringing the dick of his near his face. He let his tongue slip out of his mouth as he began to lick at the stallion sausage in front of him. It tasted very salty with a hint of sweet as more pre dribbled down. Braeburn took some into his mouth; he instantly went to lick up the rest of it the moment it was swallowed. The stallion finally came face to face with his member before locking his lips around it. His eyes were closed tightly as he bent forward, sucking his cock. He only started, and already he was taking about five inches of it. His tongue danced around the outside of it bringing him intense pleasure. This wasn’t enough though, he wanted more. The farm pony shoved another four inches into his mouth before he started to gag. The rod hit his uvula, making him feel like he was going to spit up. So he pulled back out and pushed in lower, trying to avoid it this time. He kept going in until he was deep throating himself. It was the greatest feeling he had ever had in his whole life. He never wanted this moment to end.
He continued to use his hooves to jerk the lower end of his shaft as he blew the upper end. Pre covered his throat, and he knew that soon the dam was going to burst. One of his hooves went back downward towards his pucker. He started to dig into it, rubbing around at his anus. This was it, the point of no return. He pulled his shaft from his throat back into his mouth as he shot load after load of hot sticky cream. Webs of horse cum covered his mouth and throat, but he was still going. He pulled his penis out of his maw as the last shot went directly onto his face. He was panting heavily as his boner started to retreat back into his sheath. Braeburn then swallowed as much as he could of the jizz in his jaws and took a deep breath. His usual bright and happy smile came across his face afterwards showing that he was completely satisfied.
He turned onto his side and slowly drifted off to sleep. He couldn’t wait for his next opportunity to suck himself off again, because he just couldn’t get enough of his hot stallion milk.
And that was the time that Braeburn preformed autofellatio
THE END
Author's Note
FIRST TIME SOLO!
