"Got any lube?" responded Braeburn with a smile

"Eenope!" said the red pony

Despite this admission, Mac took position behind his partner and swiped away the tail hiding his prize. Mac leaned in and gave the yellow pony a long drawn lick from the base of the pony's balls all the way to the dock of the tail. The trip back down however, only reached to the tight ring now glistening with juices. The protest from Braeburn of what he thought was going to be a painful entry, came out as a strained moan which only served to arouse Macintosh further.

Mac continued pushing with his tongue, trying to leave as much saliva as possible for the upcoming penetration. Braeburn's cries of pleasure rang out across the storeroom as the tongue attached to his rear pushed through the resistance it offered. Big Mac pulled on his cousins tail, much to the whimpering delight of its owner. Mac took note of how Braeburn reacted to the rough treatment. When Mac saw Braeburn had emerged from his sheath, and his hole glistening with spit, he deemed his job satisfactory to begin the main event.

Braeburns excitement grew as he felt the lips of his cousin leave his pucker, he knew what was coming next. He felt Mac's forelegs grip tightly around where his neck met his shoulders, followed by a very wet tip press against his recently vacated hole. Mac wanted to take this as slow as possible, his rimjob may have helped with lubrication but without the proper stuff this was going to be a very tight fit, and it he wasn't careful a very painful one. Mac touched base with Braeburns' hole and let it sit there, making it spread ever so slightly around his girth. Braeburn felt the tip carefully prodding, he just wanted to back onto the stallionhood, feel it stretch him wide. However, he wasn't the pony in charge so he was forced to wait and whimper with lust at his partners drawn out penetration.

Mac heard the whimper below him and thought he had done too much too quick, so he began to back away.

"Wh-what are ya doin Mac?" breathed Braeburn "I want you to stuff me full... please"

It seems as though Mac had misinterpreted his cousins vocalisations for pain instead of pleasure. Mac moved in closer and made contact with Braeburn again.

"Yesss, rut me, use me" hissed the smaller pony "Dont bother about bein gentle, I want it!"

To say Mac was surprised at his cousins dirty talk would be an understatement, it also served the purpose of turning him on even more. Mac bit a mouthful of Braeburns' mane as he lined his meat up with his cousins small hole. He didn't thrust hard, instead wanting to make the penetration as comfortable as possible, there would be plenty of time for being rough later. Braeburn felt the throbbing monster invade the first few inches of his anal canal. He was no virgin back there, but the size of Macintosh and the absence of lube made it feel as if he were.

The entrance was not forceful but more rather a long gentle push from Big Mac. He read the expressions of the pony below as he slid further in, making note of the places he passed that made Braeburns' face contort in pleasure. Macintosh, now about half his cock covered, slowly brought his length out of the tight hole. When only the head remained inside of Braeburn, Mac thrust inward, just as fast as its exit. Mac wanted to test the waters before he went swimming.

Braeburn felt the titanic rod invade his depths, he was glad for the pony above him ignoring his demand to be rough as the stretching in his rear brought as much pain as it did pleasure. The cock was so thick it touched all the sensitive nerve endings inside of him, the monster lurched as it deposited a wad of precum into his guts, the first of many more to come. Mac felt as though he had given his cousin enough time to adjust to his girth, and so he widened his hips, still half buried in Braeburns' asshole, and thrust hard, with all the power in those tree quaking legs. Braeburn gasped in semi pain as he was forcefully penetrated. Speared on a cock thicker than his leg, his walls stretched so thin that he could feel his cousins pulse through his meat. Macintosh paid Braeburn's moans no mind this time however, as he violently thrust his stallionhood in and out of the smaller male. Each thrust moving the medial ring closer and closer to entry.

Mac pushed his rod up to the ring, ready to jackhammer the little stallion below him into oblivion.

"Bout time I stopped bein gentle now" whispered Big Mac into his preys ears.

As he said this he jammed his thick ring into the smaller pony, so much cock had entered now that a bulge in Braeburns' abdomen had appeared, even through the vast amounts of cum still in his stomach from earlier. This seemed to be the final straw for the straw coloured pony who howled in pleasure as his semi flaccid member shot its second load of the night. His cousins medial ring crushing against his prostate, milking him every time the mid ring would pass in and out of his stretched wide asshole.

Macintosh felt his cousins insides clamp down around his member as he howled in pleasure, Macs face turned into a predatory grin as he continued his fucking through the anal orgasm of his partner. The larger stallion wanted to feel his balls against his cousins, he wanted to see how far he could bulge out his partners stomach and most of all he wanted to fill his cousin with cum, to add to the already large amount he had fed him previously.

Braeburn was coming down form the best orgasm of his life, all the while still receiving the now savage pounding for the stallion above him. Braeburn felt Mac grip his neck tighter as the stallion forced himself into his poorly stretched ass, all the way down to his giant balls. Braeburn felt the air in his lungs leave him, feeling like he was getting punched from the inside. Mac pulled out to the medial ring and slammed back home.

Both stallions could feel a climax approaching fast. Braeburn had to breathe through his mouth to get air into his lungs now as Macintosh's thrusts grew in strength and speed. Macs' balls crashing into his own as he felt the head of the horsecock inside him swell wide and stretch his already brutalised guts further.

Then he felt it, hot and thick, huge streams, rivers of cum flooded Braeburns insides. Braeburn himself painting the floor with more white as he experienced yet another mind blowing orgasm. Mac continued to pulse inside of his cousin, hilted in his asshole. Just like before, the thick flare of his head prevented any of the semen from escaping its target, continuing to fill and swell Braeburn with his seed. Unlike before, Mac saw no need to remove himself from this hole until he had finished. Macintosh's climax continued well into a third minute, pumping, swelling his cousin with cum, eventually though the rivers of cum died to a trickle, then to a drip, then stopped completely.

The air was again filled with panting from both stallions, but gave way to dead silence as they heard the door to the storeroom open.

"Just mah luck, the only privacy is already taken" said a VERY large brown earth pony

"Aww, dont you worry none Troubleshoes, dont think they'll mind sharin', heavens I bet they'll even be willin to join in." responded a very hungry looking Applejack.

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