A Family Secret

It didn't take me long to figure out that my brother, Big Mac, and one of my best friends, Fluttershy, had a foal together. After all, the colt was the spittin' image of Big Mac. I almost couldn't believe that the two of them would keep somethin' like that from me, but I couldn't deny the truth.

Once Fluttershy was well enough to leave the hospital, Big Mac brought her to the farm. I had a hunch he would do that, but I didn't mind it so much. After all, it ain't easy raisin' a newborn. Just ask Granny Smith. Actually, don't. Anyways, Fluttershy stayed in our house without a hitch for a few days. Then, one day, I was walking past Big Mac's room when I heard voices coming from inside. My curiosity got the better of me and I listened in through the slightly opened door.

"You know I'd want nothing more but to help you Big Mac, but we can't do it yet, not until I fully recover from having our foal," Fluttershy said, confirming my suspicions.

"I understand, but there's gotta be somethin' I can do about...this," Big Mac replied.

"I could give you a blowjob," Fluttershy offered, causing my ears to perk up.

"That won't be enough. It's okay, Fluttershy, I'll deal with it somehow."

"I'm sorry, Mac," Fluttershy apologized. It sounded like she was about to burst into tears.

Buck it. It's now or never.

I slowly entered the room. Fluttershy was sitting on the side of the bed, with Big Mac standing next to her.

"Uh...maybe I could help," I said. Fluttershy gasped in suprise, while Big Mac blushed as he tried to hide his massive erection.

"How much did you hear?" Fluttershy asked. I glanced at the two of them.

"Enough," I replied plainly.

"I'm so sorry, Applejack, we should've told you from the beginning and--"

"It's...okay, Fluttershy," I interrupted, "truth is...I'm actually, uh...kinda jealous." Both of their jaws nearly fell to the floor.

"W-what? Why's that?" Fluttershy asked, hopelessly confused.

"Well, um...I've known that Big Mac was...well endowed for years. I was always curious as to how something like that would feel. I fantasized about it for so long. But, now you've got him all to yourself. I'd understand if you don't want me to help him with his...issue. But, I'm ready and willing, if you two are okay with that," I said, full of shame and embarrassment. Fluttershy looked off into the distance, obviously in deep thought. Big Mac and I anxiously waited for Fluttershy's response.

"Well...I'm okay with it. I just want Big Mac to get the help he needs. He
gets so...distracted when he goes without sex for too long, and I don't want to see him suffer. Are you okay with it, Mac?" Fluttershy asked. Once he finally picked his jaw off the floor, he nodded his head.

That went better than I thought it would.

"So...um...when do ya wanna start?" I asked the both of them.

"I think now would be best," Fluttershy insisted, gesturing towards Big Mac's erection.

"Eeyup," Big Mac agreed. He walked over to the bedside table and opened it. After a few seconds of rummaging around, he pulled out a condom and handed it to Fluttershy. Fluttershy crawled underneath Big Mac and stared down his rigid cock. I watched as she gave his cock a few licks around the tip before swiftly opening the packaging of the condom. She carefully rolled the condom up his shaft with both of her hooves. When the condom reached the base of his dick, she gave the tip a little kiss.

"There," Fluttershy whispered as she made her way back onto the bed. I finally got to see Big Mac's cock up close and personal. To put it simply, it was massive. Biggest I'd ever seen. I was almost fearful that it wouldn't be able to fit inside me. Almost. I wasn't going to take it back now. I've wanted this dick for so long. I was in it for the long haul.

"You're sure you two are okay with this?" I asked, still unsure of everything. They nodded in unison.

"Then...how should we do it?" Big Mac gestured towards the bed. I stood in front of it and placed my front hooves on it. I turned my head back towards Big Mac as I asked,

"Like this?"

"Eeyup," he confirmed. He placed his hooves onto my flank and pulled it closer to him. My face was probably as red as the barn. He gently rubbed his cock against my already wet pussy. Fluttershy, still sitting on the bed, scooted closer to us.

"Ready?" he asked.

"Go for it, partner," I replied. He then slowly slid his thick member inside me. When our bodies made contact, I felt fuller than a fat stallion at an all-you-can-eat buffet.

"Mmf, so big," I groaned. Fluttershy leaned over and kissed Big Mac deeply. When their lips parted, he started pulling himself back out of me. I whimpered when he then pushed himself back inside. Fluttershy began to whisper in his ear,

"Does that feel good?" Big Mac nodded as he began to move his body back and forth at a slow yet steady pace. Fluttershy held his face in her hooves and kissed him again. They lovingly stared at each other when they pulled apart.

"Harder," Fluttershy whispered. Big Mac then slammed himself into me, causing me to moan loudly. I closed my eyes tightly as he pounded into me a few more times before returning to his normal pace. Fluttershy continued to whisper dirty things into his ear, but by that point I stopped listening.

Instead, I let my mind wander. Although getting fucked by Big Mac felt amazing, something was still missing. I still felt empty, somehow, and I couldn't really put my hoof on why. Big Mac suddenly began to pump faster, breaking me away from my thoughts.

Fluttershy was constantly moaning into Big Mac's ear in time with his thrusts. I tried my hardest to stifle my own moans, but it just felt so good. So good, in fact, that I felt like I could cum any second. My orgasm was teetering on the edge of release for what felt like forever as Big Mac continued to plunge himself deep inside me over and over again. By this point, I was a drooling, cock obsessed mess.

"Cum for me, Big Mac," Fluttershy whispered, "I want your cum so badly." Big Mac then went berserk and, within a matter of seconds, he came. My orgasm hit me like a freight train, causing my legs to buckle. I felt his cock pulsate endlessly as he rode out his orgasm. Strangely, a part of me wanted the condom to break, just so I could feel his hot cum flood my body. But, that would be wrong...right?

All three of us were breathing deeply as our love session had came to an end. A musty smell lingered in the air and I could feel Big Mac's breath against my neck. Once we caught our breath, Big Mac slowly pulled himself out of me, and I let out a whimper of slight disappointment.

"Was that good?" Fluttershy and I asked simultaneously.

"Eeyup," Big Mac said with a dumb grin, which got a little laugh out of us. Big Mac removed the condom with his hooves and placed it on the bedside table. I looked at it, deciding whether or not to grab it. I started reaching for it, but Fluttershy beat me to it. She held the cum filled condom over her head and opened her mouth. The cum began to drip from the condom and she made sure to catch every drop. When the condom was empty, she looked at Big Mac, opened her mouth, then swallowed the cum. She opened her mouth again, proving that she swallowed it all. In that moment I felt...envious. I pushed that feeling to the back of my mind.

"Wow," Big Mac muttered. I looked up at Big Mac and said,

"Thank you."

"Eeyup," he replied, avoiding eye contact.

"Thank you, Applejack," Fluttershy said, "I think he really needed that."

"Glad I could help ya'll," I said. I made my way out of the room, my legs barely able to support me. I took a peek at the two love birds before I left. They were snuggling each other on the bed. They looked so happy. It made me realize something. Maybe it's not Big Mac's dick that I want. Maybe it's his love that I want, and not just sibling love either. More than that. Much more. But, maybe I should keep that to myself. Maybe.

So far, I've enjoyed living on the farm with Big Mac and our foal, Bright Mac. While Big Mac works outside all day, I mostly stay inside to take care of Bright Mac. I breastfeed him, change his diaper, bathe him, play with him, read him stories, the list goes on. I love it.

Sometimes, I take Bright Mac with me on a walk to my cottage. My friends have been house sitting for me for quite a while now. They've been doing a great job taking care of the place, and more importantly, the animals. I've offered to help them before, but they always turn me down, insisting that I should rest. I usually end up taking a short nap while they spend time with Bright Mac.

Of course, taking care of Bright Mac hasn't been completely easy. I'm on my hooves for most of the day and I haven't been sleeping well because he constantly wakes up in the middle of the night crying. I also miss having sex with Big Mac. It's been so long...I've forgotten the last time we did it. I do appreciate Applejack's help and all, but, I miss being the one to help him. I miss the thrill of it all. Everything is really weighing on me, but I don't want to worry Big Mac. He's got enough to worry about.

However, one night in particular was...bad. It was about a week after Applejack and Big Mac had sex. Mac and I were getting some well deserved sleep when the foal started crying downstairs. Big Mac started getting up.

"Go back to sleep, I've got it," I whispered.

"Are you sure?" he replied groggily.

"Mhmm," I reassured.

I sat up and bed, exhausted and stressed out. I just sat there, trying my hardest to hold back my tears. I tried to stay strong, but, I just couldn't do it. I didn't have the strength, nor the willpower to get out of bed. I closed my eyes tightly, hoping to keep my tears from falling, but it was futile.

Why did I have to have a foal? I'm a horrible mother. I don't deserve to have a foal. I'm useless.

Big Mac heard me sobbing and sat up in bed. Without saying a word, he gave me a kiss on my cheek and headed downstairs.

The more steps I took down the creaky, wooden stairs, the louder the little colt's cries became. My body was sore all over, and I was exhausted, but I had to stay strong. I had to be a father.

I had made it to Bright Mac's crib. We kept Bright Mac down here in this room because it has a furnace to keep him warm. It used to be a storage room, but we rearranged everything to turn it into his own room. I carefully picked him up and held him close to me. I rocked him and hummed a lullaby, one that Granny Smith always sang to me when I was little. He still cried and cried, but I couldn't give up. Finally, after several minutes, the little colt stopped crying and became entranced by the song.

Fluttershy then made her way downstairs and watched me. I looked at her, and she looked back at me with the biggest smile I'd ever seen. Tears began to roll down her face again, but I believe they were tears of joy. She came to my side and hugged me as she began to sing the lullaby with me. It was in this moment, I think, that we realized the obvious. As parents, both of us should care for our foal equally.

Eventually, Bright Mac fell back asleep. Fluttershy lovingly brushed his mane with her hoof. We stared deeply into each others eyes. Nothing needed to be said. We were happy. We were a family.

I peered from around the corner and watched Big Mac and Fluttershy hold each other. I had heard the colt cry for a while, so I was going to check on him. But, it seemed they had it covered. I silently sighed to myself as I confirmed something. Big Mac is the one stallion I truly love. My heart had been aching from loneliness for so long and I had no idea why. I know why, now. I want to have a family with Big Mac. I feel like it's the only thing that will make me truly happy. Because right now, seeing the happy family in front of me hurts.

The next day, I asked to speak with Fluttershy in private. We were in my bedroom sitting on my bed.

"Thank you for taking time out of the day to talk to me, Fluttershy," I thanked her.

"Of course Applejack. Now, what's been on your mind?" she asked, clearly worried about me.

"Well...I've been feelin' this way for a while now, but, I'm not sure how to say this lightly," I said, embarrassed. Fluttershy gently rubbed my back.

"You don't need to hold back," she said in a motherly tone.

"I dunno, you might not like it."

"What do you mean?"

"Well...um...oh buck it, I wanna have a foal."

"There's nothing wrong with that, in fact, that's wonderful!"

"Here's the thing though...I want Big Mac to be the father."

We suddenly heard a thud and quickly turned to see Big Mac had face planted into the room. He lifted his head up off the ground and said,

"Uh...I can explain."