Life in Fables

It had been a night of gaming! To no one's great surprise, Fable and Winter had a fantastic night of video games and junk food. With their busy schedules, they had seldom been able to have a buddy night all to themselves. They enjoyed it as much as they could. The girlfriends were away, both of them had the night off from the Frozen Shop, and they broke out the classic games.

Winter's mom was home, but she had instructions to leave the boys alone. She knew the drill. No matter how big they grew, they never truly changed. They loved their free time and they loved sleep overs.

“Dude, you're sure Letty isn't gonna need you to come over and bring her peanut butter pudding or something weird like that? She doesn't need you to roll her over on the couch and give her a good working from behind?” Winter said as he held his controller. His video game counterpart uppercutting Fable’s character. This fighting game was especially violent but they'd played it since they were colts.

“She's barely two months pregnant, ya great feeb! We can't even feel the hard belly yet. Still, I say that and we've already bought our first batch of diapers and bottles. Next week, we're going to garage sales to look for cribs.”

Winter whistled. “Man, it's a real reality check. Should have wrapped your tool, bro.” Winter laughed, but then Fable’s character in the game straight up punched through his character's sternum, finishing him.

“Says the guy who hasn't worn a condom since high school, as per his own admission.” Fable snickered as Winter gave him the stink eye. At the time, Winter had told him he had a marefriend all through high school, he simply didn't tell him who his marefriend was.

“Alright, this game is shot. Now it's time for my favorite show.” Winter said, causing Fable to give a giant, exaggerated sigh. “Shut up, we're getting educated!” He picked up the remote from his bed and changed the channel. As he changed it to the proper channel, on came the image of a large court house.

“Gonzo Court! Real cases with real consequences!” The announcer shouted as he started introducing the participants.

“Dude, come on! This show is so stupid! The cases aren't even real.” Fable looked at Winter and he simply waved his opinion away. “So what does Golden think of Letty’s predicament?”

“Looks like Letty will be having a new bestie whether she likes it or not. Now she's---"

“Talking about having a kid with you.” Fable finished and picked up a handful of chips and shoved them in his muzzle. “You're welcome.” Fable gave him the cheesiest smile he could possibly muster and Winter returned it with a scornful look of death!

“That's what I'm telling you, your honor!” The guy at the court witness stand said, “She pushed the midget over and said arsen was the only true religion!” This started a riot in the TV courtroom while the judge banged her gavel.

Both stallions laughed and Fable shook his head. Throughout their friendship, Fable always told Winter one of his very few regrets was that he didn't meet Winter before college. It took a week of hanging out and they became inseparable. They acted like kids on purpose, fought like brothers and ogled mares to no end until their endeavours became more successful, which didn't halt their ogling.

“How's that writing job treating you?” Winter asked as he pulled another can of soda from the box. “You still writing that book you were telling me about?”

“Um, actually I finished that a month ago. I'm already writing the sequel.” Fable said, making Winter's eyes widen.

“You finished it in a month?” Winter tilted his head as Fable nodded. “That must be some kind of record. You gonna publish it?”

“I'm gonna try. Still not sure how, though.” Fable said, while Winter nodded. He popped his back and repositioned himself as he sat on the floor of his room. His back against the bedframe.

“I've gotta say, that comic book job really paid off in a lot of ways. You're working your way up.” Winter started digging into his nachos. Then the courtroom show started getting rowdy again.

“Don't tell me to calm down! Once my LSD kicks in, then I'll testify! Not before!” This made them both raise their eyebrows. That's when the stallion started fighting the court guards as they started to carry him off.

“This episode isn't one of the better ones.” Winter ate another nacho.

“That's what you said about the last one.” Fable eyed him.

“Fuck you.” Winter flipped him off nonchalantly and ate another nacho.

That's about how the night went. Once Gonzo Court went off, they put in another game until Fable started crashing out. It was three in the morning and normally he would still be going strong, but he was suffering from a lot of sleep deprivation thanks to his new writing project. Once Fable got a game over from passing out with the controller in his hands, Winter went ahead and laid him on the floor. He got one of his own pillows from his closet and put it under Fable's head. Then he draped a blanket over him.

It was only a few hours later when he awoke. Fable knew exactly why as soon as he opened his eyes. It took him a moment to remember he was on Winter's floor. After that revelation, he had to get up. The bathroom was calling his name pretty hard, and he rushed a little to answer it. Once he got off the floor, he looked to see that Winter wasn't in his bed.

For a moment, he started to wonder where his friend might be. That inkling didn't last long, though. His bladder was full to the point of aching and he had to scurry. Luckily the bathroom was close by and it took him no time at all to relieve himself, quietly so.

After flushing the toilet, though, he walked out of the door he heard a voice cry out. He snapped to his senses. That was Frozen Pop, Winter's mom. All kinds of things ran through Fable's mind, thinking she might be in trouble. He rushed as fast as he could to Frozen’s room. As he got to her door, he rushed to open the door. Through the bathroom's open door, shining a light into the room, there was Frozen Pop in bed with none other than Winter.

She was on her back, legs spread wide as her son was mounted atop her. His blue cock was balls deep into her. Her tits bounced twice before Winter stopped.

Winter's heart skipped a beat. The look on his face went slack. Fable looked to Frozen, then to Winter, whose azure face started to turn white. The pegasus gazed at both unicorns in a frenzy of thoughts. There were so many questions going through his head that he was speechless. His heart pounded in his chest and his legs started to buckle.

Frozen Pop was not in any position to speak either. She had known Fable since they had become friends. The darker blue unicorn woman felt shame above it all. Not shame for her love of her son, but shame that they had to keep it a secret for this exact reason.

That five seconds had lasted what seemed like a lifetime. It was Winter who spoke first.

“Fable…” As soon as his name was said, the young stallion was gone. He didn't bother to get his stuff from Winter's room.

In the time the unicorn got his jeans back on and ran for the door, it was too late. Fable had already taken to the sky, his pegasus wings expanded as he soared. Winter didn't bother calling after him. He was too far gone.

Winter watched as his friend disappeared into the distance, over the horizon of the coming dawn.

To no surprise to the concerned parties, Fable took a week off from the ice cream shop. Out of guilt, Frozen Pop paid him his normal hours anyway. He didn’t answer Winter’s calls, nor did he talk about Winter to anyone. In fact, he went rather silent whenever Winter was brought up in conversation. Anyone who knew Fable knew that something was seriously bothering him.

Winter was faring no better. His work suffered as he didn’t feel sociable with customers. His social life suffered because he didn’t feel like talking to anyone. His sex life suffered because he didn’t feel he could look his mother in the eye, and Golden was out of the question. He found himself making excuses to not see her.

He tried his best to contact Fable, tried everything. Texts did not work, chat messages didn’t work, he even went so far as to send Fable an e-mail! An e-mail! Who e-mailed people these days? He too wasn’t answering his phone. He went to the gym where he and Fable worked out. Fable was there, but he only saw him once. Fable caught wind of Winter and after that, the unicorn lost track of him completely. Aside from wondering how anyone kept up with a pegasus that didn’t want to be found, he wondered what this meant for his friend that he’d known for years? His friend who has helped him on more occasions than he could count.

It was all just too hard, too fucking complexed. He had no idea that their friendship could have ended this way. By all accounts, he should have invited Fable to join him in plowing his mom. They’d done it to countless mares already, who cares about that silly blood relationship to a direct family member?

Winter hadn’t been sleeping at all. His reasoning was going out the door and what he was left with was wishful thinking and bullshit logic. He could sit there and wish for things to get better for him, but it probably wasn’t going to accomplish much.

That’s when his phone began to vibrate. He rolled his eyes as he sat on his bed, trying to muster up enough interest to play a game or watch a movie or something. He sighed and checked his phone. In an instant, he gasped, and fumbled with it as he scrambled to press the green accept button. The mere sight of Fable Prose’s name on his screen sent him into a chaotic fit! His thumb pressed the screen and he instantly brought it to his ear.

“Hello?” Winter said, eager to finally get to talk to him. “Fable?”

“Not quite.” A female voice said on the other side of the line. “This is Quick Bullet.”

“Oh, hey. I guess you’ve noticed--”

“Uh, yeah, I’ve noticed a lot. I don’t mean to pry, but what the fuck is up with Fable? I’ve barely gotten a word out of him for the past four days, ever since he came home from your house! What is going on?” This was his first time hearing Letty’s angry voice, and it was quite sharp. It was obvious she didn’t want to beat around the bush, not when it came to her baby daddy.

“It’s a really long story, but he isn’t talking to me at all. I’m really worried about him. Is there any way you can put him on the line?” Winter could almost hear her eyes narrow as she replied.

“With what, Winter, my looks or yours? He’s not talking about you to me, I sure as hell am not going to get a word in edgewise when it comes to talking about you, let alone talking to you.” She said this, and it rendered Winter speechless.

All the sudden, it sounded like this was really it. Maybe this was the end of their friendship for good. The thought of losing Fable was nearly unbearable to the unicorn. Her words cut deep, and the reality of the situation was sobering.

His silence spoke volumes to Letty, apparently. “Look, I’ll help you, but only if you promise you’re going to fix this. I’ve got a slight chance, and it is ever so sketchy. You know that club that you drink for free at? The Cloud Rock Cafe or whatever?”

“The Cloudstone Club?”

“Yeah, that. Be there tonight at the bar. I’ll try my best to rig this, but don’t be too disappointed if it doesn’t work. Be there at eight tonight and make sure you lay on the charm. Capisce?”

“Yeah, I got it.” Winter sighed. They said their goodbyes and he dropped his phone on his floor with a loose hand. He fell back onto his bed and stared at his ceiling. Too hard. Too fucking complexed.

Cloudstone, how many times did they find themselves here? Fable never admitted to drinking much, but Winter had been around him long enough to know that Fable could drink. The two of them had gotten into a lot more trouble than a lot of people knew about because they got hammered. Double teaming Golden Goal was just one instance where they got caught in situations that they had to fight their way out of or run like pansies.

They didn’t drink all that often, but when they did, they hit it hard. At first, Winter was going to approach this sober. However, as the time approached, he decided to go ahead and order a whole bottle of Amber Cat. Venue looked at Winter incredulously, but shrugged and put the bottle on the table. Winter wasn’t willing to talk about it, and Venue wasn’t one to stick his muzzle into others’ business. He put two glasses onto the bar beside the bottle and Winter was quick to pour himself a little glass of the Cloudsdale Whiskey.

It was fifteen minutes til the appointed time, and Winter knew that was when Fable would show up. His knack for punctuality was pretty impressive. The unicorn had already downed three of the glasses. It took the edge off for sure. Even when Winter turned around to look over at Fable as he walked to the bar.

There weren’t many people in the club at all that day. It was a Wednesday, and the crowd wasn’t really much of a crowd, it was closer to company. Fable stopped in his tracks as he saw Winter down yet another glass of whiskey. Winter looked back at him and nodded to him. He placed the glass back down on the bar beside the other one. He filled them both half way and then pushed one closer to the seat beside him.

Fable made the same sour face as he normally had for most of that week. His first instinct was to turn around and leave, but then he figured he could at least have a few drinks. Honestly, he probably should have been drinking a few hundred times since the sleepover.

Fable sat down at the bar. The two sat in silence for a moment. There was enough noise going on around them with the music playing on the speakers. DJ MixiMoon wasn't there that evening but that was probably for the best. The silence between them grew a little eerie as Fable took one large gulp of the whiskey.

Winter glanced at him for a minute but then turned back to the bar. He downed two gulps of Amber Cat. There was more silence between them as they took turns drinking.

As they drained their glasses, it was finally Winter who talked.

“Fable, I'm---”

“How long have you been fucking your mom?” Fable asked as he picked up the bottle and refilled their glasses. Winter cringed, knowing it was coming. Fable didn't hold back his words when he was angry. He'd seen the pegasus angry enough times to expect it. He took another drink and swallowed hard.

“Since I was fifteen.” Winter answered, causing Fable to exhale and shake his head. Three years before they met, Winter had been living with this secret.

“Fifteen.” Fable echoed. Winter nodded.

“My mom was depressed, grief stricken after my dad left. For years she raised me by herself. A whiny little colt is not easy to raise, even with a dad in the picture. She was lonely, raising me and keeping a job was burning her out and she needed comfort.” Winter took another long drink. The gulps kept going until he cringed and put the glass down. The burn in his throat dissipated and he was left with his head feeling heavier.

“Why didn't you tell me?” Fable asked his next question. Judging by his more leisurely tone, he was calming down quite a bit.

“Man, there were times I wanted to tell you. There were times I wanted to invite you over to join us, I'm pretty sure she wouldn't say no. There just was always that doubt, what if you just considered me a sicko? What if you instantly ended our friendship and I lost you just like that?” He snapped his fingers. “It's something I've never told anyone. The only ones who knew were ones that found out. Pearl hacked my phone and found the footage.”

“Pearl? Death too?” Fable looked at him with an eyebrow cocked. He thought for a moment. “Is that--"

“When I fucked them, yes.” Winter clarified and Fable shrugged. They sat in silence once again. Winter ran his fingers over the glass and caught himself when he felt his head leaning over to the side, toward Fable. It was slight but Fable seemed to notice. “So, what now?”

“I've been thinking about that.” Fable said as he finished his current glass. He was moving noticeably slower as he got the bottle again. “I think it's time we start telling each other our secrets. That means all cards on the table. No secrets between us and no lies.”

“So, you don't want to end our friendship?” Winter asked, fully facing the red stallion. Fable scoffed as if Winter were a child asking an adult a stupid question.

“No, you fucktard. Our friendship wasn't in danger, you just knocked me for a loop and pissed me off!” Fable scooted his newly filled drink back over to Winter and held up his own glass.

Winter felt tears in the back of his eyes and a knot in the center of his throat as they tapped their glasses together. The two took a large gulp and set their glasses down with a sigh.

“Which is why I can tell you, finally,” Fable started, drawing a concerned look from Winter. “I'm bisexual.”

The words were said, and there was a pause. Winter stared at Fable, unblinking and with slightly distant but determinedly focused eyes.

“Did you just say-" Winter was interrupted as Fable nodded. He didn't stuttered and the unicorn's ears didn't flap. Many instances from their friendship came back to Winter. Instances that had recently occurred but never truly expanded upon. “Were you wanting to…”

“Were you?” Fable asked and looked to Winter. There was another silence between them, this time both of them felt their unsober states at their fullest.

The two stallions met in a kiss. They got the private room that Spark and Voltage had rented out, and Pearl Necklace and Death Metal before them. The talking had ended soon after those last two words. The two of them decided to throw away inhibition, stamp out caution and set aside the status quo.

Both of them wanted to make sure it felt right. From the first time the two of them slept with the same mare in the back of the candy store, there had been something more between them. It was subconscious and silent, but it was their.

They broke the kiss at that point and decided that it was inconclusive. Then Fable took another step further and undid Winter's pants. The unicorn’s cock was very familiar to him. It was like a partner he had worked with for years and a true companion he could trust. For the first time the red stallion put his hand on the blue phallus with dark blue spots. His fingers and thumb gripped it and began to rub. He jerked it slowly and began to feel it harden under his touch.

Much to Winter's surprise, he looked to Fable’s crotch, covered in his own pants to see the outline of his own manhood as it hardened underneath. He was quick to return the favor, undoing Fable's trousers and pulling them down to unleash his penis into the open.

Fable looked at Winter and they exchanged gazes as he began to run his fingers over the head, which already had a leaking of precum showing from the very tip.

They pressed their lips together once again and shared yet another very deep kiss. There was no realization that they were doing anything morally wrong. So it was Winter who took the next step. He got on his knees and stuffed Fable’s cock into his mouth. Fable gasped, obviously the sudden sensation on his head gave him some pause. It didn't feel the same as it normally did. Whether it was because he wasn't a mare or because he was a dear friend, it felt very different. Winter admired the salty taste of his precum as more seeped from the tip. He didn't take it deep because he hadn't done it before but he still relished in the new feeling.

It wasn't long before Fable was the one on his knees, sliding Winter’s into his own muzzle. His tongue slid all over the long dick, licking the flimsy skin over the rigid surface. He sucked along the side of Winter's shaft and even went so far as to run his tongue over his scrotum. He showed love to each of his blue balls. At this point Winter was as hard as he could possibly get.

Winter wanted to address the daunting question. That obvious concern that any male couple would decide, whether it be obvious or not. It seemed Fable already had decided, without fear or pride. He looked up at Winter, and without a second thought, he shoved the unicorn’s hard on back into his mouth. This time he slobbered all over Winter’s head and shaft, using his hand to catch the loose saliva and spread it all over the long dick.

The cock sufficiently lubed, Fable said nothing. He simply turned around on the floor and got on his hands and knees. Winter didn't know what to say, if he should say anything. He gazed at his friend's rock hard ass and got down on his knees behind him. Winter went so far as to move the black ponytail out of his way and spread the butt cheeks.

Winter bit his lower lip and did his best to go as slow as possible. Fable let out a straining moan as his hands clenched against the floor. He drew in a very sharp breath as Winter breached. The red pegasus felt the full size and shape of the horse's large manhood pushing into him inch by inch until he was wholly inside.

“You good?” Winter asked with little more than a whisper.

“Yeah." Fable replied in his still straining voice. That was when Winter started to push and pull ever so gently, knowing that Fable had never done this, but he always wanted to. On some level, they had always been physically attracted to one another. It explained why they were so ready to have intercourse with the same mare. On some level they had been doing this every time.

Fable couldn't deny that it hurt some, but he liked it a lot. There was something about it that made him want more. Beyond the pain was a pleasure he couldn't describe deep in his ass. Every push sparked a pleasure center he had no idea existed.

It wasn't long before Winter was full on fucking Fable. He pushed deep and kept his ass spread with his thumbs. Underneath him, the red pegasus could feel his hard cock wobbling with each push. Winter stopped holding back. He pounded Fable’s ass with his balls slapping against his chode a mile a minute. Sweat gleamed on Fable’s face as his face clenched tight. He was grunting in absolute lust, his ass was stretched so much but the precum leaking in his hole made the pain eventually go away. It was a sensation he wanted more of, and he heard Winter start to gasp for breath faster and harder as his plowed his best friend’s asshole.

Winter wrapped one arm around Fable’s torso and grab onto his solid penis at its maximum size. He jacked his friend’s dick hard as he never stopped fucking him.

He had barely started jerking when he felt hot jizz start to spurt from Fable’s cock. The feeling if his dick twitching in his hand was remarkable. The cum was used to lubricate his fingers and jerk him harder.

Winter could no longer hold it. With his steely dick pistoning into Fable’s ass a few more times, he pulled out of him and orgasmed all over his ass, thighs and lower back. He jerked his blue dick as he did it.

The two of them panted hard. Fable could no longer stay on his hands and knees, finally rolling onto his left side. Winter joined him on the ground as they rested near a puddle of spilled semen.

What did this mean, if anything? It's not everyday best friends decided to drop everything and do something so carnal. There were times such a thing would end a friendship.

As the two laid there on the ground, Winter's arm draped over Fable's chest as he held onto him. Their breath went a mile a minute and their hearts thumped inside of their chests. Did this change anything? Maybe a little. Both of them knew that the true test would come the next day. The awkwardness of their next meeting and whether or not they could look one another in the eye would be a large factor.

However, a lot of the doubts that were in Winter's intoxicated mind went away as Fable turned his head back toward Winter and they met in yet another kiss. His hand went behind him and took hold of Winter's softening penis and draped it over his thigh, rubbing it gently with his palm.

Whatever troubled Fable over the past week seemed so far away at that moment. They felt free. Free from the bounds that once shackled them as mere friends and renewed them as something more.

Fable finally broke the kiss and the unicorn rested the shaft of his horn against his friend’s forehead. There were no regrets.

“Well, Fable, I'm just glad we can move on after all of that. You know?” Winter said as he laid back on the bed’s headboard. The smiled at Fable who gave him a quick smile back before going back to concentrating. “I gotta tell you, I was a little worried at first. I'd say it all worked out in the end, though.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean. I was a little worried myself.” Fable strained a little as he started thrusting his hips. “I'd say we can to a pretty good arrangement.”

He said this as he fucked Frozen Pop from behind. The thick mare bending her top part down to give the pegasus a better angle to stuff her hot wet cunt. She sucked her son’s hot prick as she felt a nice studly rod pump her back and forth.

“Mmmm! I'll say.” Frozen Pop said as Fable gripped both of her ass cheeks hard and rammed her, making her round, soft butt wobble over and over again. “Oh God! I wish we'd done this sooner! Two big strong studs working me over! So fucking hot.” She caused Winter to cringe as she stuffed his dick back in her mouth and sucked it with all of her considerable skill.

The darker blue unicorn mare had already cum once, but she felt yet another one coming on quick.

“Oh! Miss Pop! I'm gonna cum!” Fable spoke through gritted teeth. He said this, yet he started pounding the older mare’s wet pussy with extra gusto.

“Yes! Yes! Cum inside me! Please, cum inside me! Oh! Winter! Fuck my face!” At his mother’s command, Winter got up on his knees in front of her and slid his dick into her muzzle. He pushed his cock down her throat. She didn't gag, even slightly. She took his forceful thrusts with grace as she felt fresh hot cum splatter against her cervix. To her, it was almost like having two Winters at once. Though Fable was quite different, they were still so similar. It wasn't long before she was drinking Winter’s sweet sperm as his cock twitched and shot one rope of cum after another into her maw.

They laid on Frozen’s king size bed. Both stallions laid on either side of her as she continued to moan and pant for breath. Not many older mares could handle two young stallions, but she did it with style.

“Oh, and Fable, dear?” She said, making Fable hum his reply. “Call me Frozen.”