Author's Note

Bonus chapter.

Ch. 12 - Taking Care of Scotch

Butterscotch's smile fades slowly, he has no idea what to do now. Applejack notices and quickly takes command. He reaches out and snatches the shy boy with a surprisingly precise movement. The strength that follows is less surprising.

Applejack simply lifts Butterscotch, even from sitting and an uncomfortable angle. He handles him like he weighs nothing and easily places him back into his lap. Butterscotch yelps at the unexpected move and blinks as he ends up sitting on Applejack again, this time with his back against his chest. The cowboy wraps him in his thick arms and Butterscotch shivers as he feels Applejack's breath against the skin of his neck. After a short moment of just holding his smaller friend, Applejack speaks in a low tone.

"There's somethin' that needs ta be taken care of..."

Butterscotch gasps as he feels Applejack rub his aching erection through his pants. He tries to look over his shoulder but cannot turn much. Applejack wastes no time in getting better access to Butterscotch's privates. The slim boy is not wearing a belt so the obstacles are few. He dips a large hand into Butterscotch's clothing and touches his manhood carefully. Butterscotch writhes at his touch. He did not fully realise what Applejack was up to until it was blatantly obvious.

Pants tugged down and throbbing erection released to the night wind, Butterscotch takes ragged breaths as Applejack works his member. His skilled grip is unbelievably pleasant and he knows exactly how to make the smaller male comfortable. It crosses Butterscotch's mind again that this is how Aria must feel.

Being the girl. Something he is currently very much enjoying. He lets out an absent-minded moan as Applejack strokes him at a rather vigorous pace. Butterscotch does what he can to press himself against his friend. He does not know where to leave his hands. They wander, mostly over Applejack's arms. He shifts and tenses a bit as it all becomes too much. Panting, moaning, Butterscotch whimpers out a few words.

"Applejack... I... I'm gonna..."

His words only encourages the cowboy. Fast and purposeful wrist-work brings the shy boy to an orgasm. His solid member erupts into a tense shot, then a slow, viscous dribble. The initial load ends up somewhere in the grass beside them, the rest of his warm fluids soon coats Applejack's hand. Butterscotch's breathing slows down and his tensions release. Only to flare up again as Applejack leans in to give his ear a nibble.

"I think we'd better get back inside... I gotta clean up again..."

Butterscotch relaxes, sinking into Applejack's muscular haven. He delays his answer to just stay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow. Finally, he awkwardly puts his privates away and attempts to get up. With his movement comes all of Applejack, easily aiding the smaller male to stand. Butterscotch yelps but soon just smiles about it all.

"Thank you... For taking it seriously, I mean..."

Applejack lets his hands trickle down Butterscotch's back to finally give his butt a light squeeze.

"Y'all don't have ta worry 'bout a thang."