Rumble's Choices

Rumble was going to cum. He could feel the pressure building inside him, rising with every movement Button Mash made. The pegasus was blushing fiercely and felt completely humiliated—he was going to cum with something in his ass. No, because of something in his ass. Nopony ever said butt stuff would feel this good. He whined, and his staff continued leaking precum onto his barrel. His wings were stretched out stiffly across the bed on which he lay, his hooves waggled helplessly in the air above his body.

The earth pony at his end gasped, and Rumble felt the warm, wet muscle pull out of his opening. Rumble shuddered at the shifting touch and bit his lip.

“Bro!” Button Mash said, working one hoof around the musculature of his muzzle. “You keep clenching like that that, and I’m gonna lose my tongue.”

“Nn. I’m so close,” Rumble whined. He reached one hoof down toward his flared staff.

Button leaned forward and swatted the hoof away. “You wanted an orgasm without anypony touching it.” He sounded amused. “Don’t fuck it up now.”

Rumble had said that. He had wanted that. He still wanted that. But fuck if he didn’t also want to shoot his load right that second. The dark shaft twitched. “Nng. Keep going. Please?”

Button Mash grinned, and then made a face. “Ah! So tired. My whole face is going to be numb,” he complained. He glanced down, an intense light in his eyes. “Worth it, though.”

Rumble moaned as the earth pony’s long tongue went back to work. It spent only a few tingling seconds playing around the exterior, until it slipped inside the hole, which had been so tight only minutes ago. Rumble could feel Button’s muzzle pushed up into him, the hot, rapid breaths tickling his perineum. The muscle flicked side to side and Rumble groaned. He felt his loins clench—his cock tensed and blood flowed up, making him flare again.

Light, he was going to cum.

Button’s face pushed firmly into the pegasus’ rear, his tongue pushing deeper, exploring parts Rumble had never felt before.

Button moaned, and the feeling throbbed through every part of Rumble.

The tongue massaged insistently against the tight walls.

Rumble whimpered.

And felt his insides clench.

And his flare ache. And twitch. And-

“Oh fuck. I’m. I’m.”

He watched with wide eyes as cum poured from his flared staff onto his barrel. It streamed forth with no momentum, making a pool on his fur.

And then he felt his muscles tense again. His staff pulled up away from his body just slightly, going totally firm, and the stoic drip became a hose. Cum splashed into his muzzle, his mane. He clenched around the invading tongue and his helpless hooves flailed. Cum covered his neck and his chest. He heard himself crying out, loudly. All the while, Button’s tongue massaged his insides. He tasted his bitter seed as a jet of cum landed in his mouth. He felt wobbly. He thrust his hips violently, or tried to. Two strong earth pony hooves held him in place. Rumble’s cock shivered and shook and went back to lazily drooling out white seed.

“Ooh. Oh. Holy Fuck, whoa.”

The tongue inside him kept working.

“Fuuuck, dude. Ohmygosh, I’m good. I’m good!”

A small spurt of cum indicated the finale of his orgasm. Rumble felt almost like fainting.

Button Mash pulled away and immediately put a hooftip on the soft flesh. It wiggled softly, drawing whimpering moans from the pegasus.

“Told ya you’d like it.”

Rumble blushed but sighed contentedly.

The earth pony removed his hoof and shifted his weight, straddling the prone pegasus. Button let his engorged staff slap down beside Rumble’s balls. It made a wet sound on impact. “When I come see you in a few months, you wanna try out the real thing?” The earth pony’s normally brown face burned crimson.

Rumble nodded weakly and started frantically tugging on Button’s shaft with his hooves.

Button’s body heaved as he drew long, deep breaths. The mottled shaft was wet in Rumble’s hooves. The earth pony was already close. It turned Rumble on so much knowing that Button got this aroused just by pleasing Rumble.

Light, Button’s staff was marvelous. It twitched and the head began to flare.

Rumble wanted it inside him. That thought brought worry, but also wonder after being rimmed so thoroughly. Above him, Button moaned and began thrusting.

“Ah! So good. Here we go…” a stream of clear fluid splashed onto the mess that was slowly soaking into Rumble’s coat.

Rumble watched the head of Button Mash’s staff flare fully. The pegasus shifted his hooves, concentrating on putting full pressure on and around the swollen flesh.

The earth pony made a primal sound and a long stream of cum erupted from his cock. The warm seed splashed onto Rumble’s muzzle. The pegasus flinched away instinctively before leaning forward and opening his muzzle.

The next burst landed squarely on his tongue. Rumble quickly closed his mouth and swallowed. He savored the rich, musky taste as the earth pony distributed the rest of his load across Rumble’s barrel and stomach.

The earth pony’s thrusts slowed, then stopped. He leaned forward on shaky hooves and kissed Rumble on a clean portion of his muzzle.

Rumble smiled happily. Then grimaced at the bitter aftertaste of swallowed semen in his mouth. Still, he agreed with what Button had said shortly before: Worth it.

The two stallions lay in a freshly made bed, their manes still slightly damp from the bath. Their limbs intertwined, and they pressed into one another. Rumble kissed the side of Button’s muzzle and lay his head down, closing his eyes. He could hear the pounding, constant rhythm of Button’s heartbeat.

“Balls are touching,” the earth pony said in a mischievous tone.

“Gaaaay,” Rumble said with a small chuckle.

The two were quiet for several moments. Rumble breathed in the smell of freshly-washed fur. He reveled in the warmth of the other stallion’s body.

“I’m really glad you’re gay for me,” Button said quietly. Rumble felt a small kiss on his ear. “Because I am gay as Tartarus for you.”

Rumble kissed Button’s ear in return.

Silence sat comfortably around the two stallions.

“I love you,” Rumble said softly. The stallion in his arms tensed for a fraction of a second before his limbs tightened around the pegasus.

“I love you, too.”

Rumble held his earth pony tightly. And tried not to count the minutes until he had to leave to board a train to the Crystal Empire.

Rumble landed at Thunderlane’s house on tired legs. He had been standing at the West Gate all day, and that entrance to the Empire saw far, far less traffic than the other entrances, which meant far more standing still. At least he was out of training, so he didn’t have to spend the night listening to Diamond Shield snore in the barracks.

His brother was cleaning up the kitchen. “Oh good,” the older stallion said in greeting. “Your plate’s still warm. I’ll bring it out in a second.”

Rumble sat down on a cushion beside the table.

“Have a good day?”

Rumble was not in the mood for small talk. He sighed dramatically.

“That good, huh?” Thunderlane walked over and put a plate down: finely chopped carrots and onions mixed with larger chunks of broccoli, zucchini, and snow pea pods on a bed of brown rice. He smelled the sweet and spicy sauce. Stir fry.

“What’s that look for? You love stir fry.”

So did Button. Rumble remembered the blissful look on the earth pony’s face when he had taken his first bite of Rumble’s recipe. Rumble shook his head, trying to appreciate his brother’s offering. “Sorry, just a lot on my mind.”

I love you.

Thunderlane sat down on a cushion across the table. He stared at his little brother. Rumble knew from experience that that look meant Thunderlane thought something was wrong. And that he wouldn’t leave Rumble alone until he found out what it was.

“It’s nothing,” he said forcefully.

Thunderlane lifted one eyebrow.

I love you too.

“Really.” Rumble took a bite of vegetables. Light, they were good.

“Something’s going on,” Thunderlane said softly. “You can’t even enjoy your stir fry.”

“I’m fine.”

The older stallion shook his head.

Rumble ignored the gesture and focused on his food. The two sat quietly while Rumble ate. He’d nearly cleared his plate when his brother spoke again. “Do you love him?”

Rumble nearly choked. “What?!” he was able to gasp after he swallowed.

“That stallion. Sequin Smash?”

“Button Mash.” Rumble felt his cheeks warm.

Thunderlane nodded. “Yeah, I thought so.” He seemed to be choosing his words carefully.

“I was going to tell you,” Rumble said.

His brother shook his head. “I’m not upset about the gay thing, if that’s what you’re thinking.” His stoic look slipped into a goofy grin. “I know I never mentioned it, but I could tell you all kinds of stories about Caramel. When we were younger-“

Rumble felt his world shift sideways. “What?!” He shook his head.

“Oh, yeah,” his brother said fondly. A note of whimsy entered his voice, “we’d hoof off in front of each other sometimes, and there was this one time his girlfriend, Mint, was there, and she suggested we-“

“Too much info!” Rumble said. He was blushing fiercely. He did not want to think about his big brother’s sex life.

“The point being,” Thunderlane said, as his smile slowly wilted, “that you love whoever you want to love, you do what you wanna do.” He eyed Rumble critically. “But don’t let yourself be miserable, if you can help it.”

Rumble huffed. He wasn’t miserable.

“Oh, hush,” Thunerlane said sternly. “You’ve been a wreck ever since we moved up here. The two times I’ve seen you happy—truly happy—were when you got that letter from that stallion and the day you headed back to Ponyville.”

Rumble felt his cheeks flush, remembering his excitement over Button Mash’s letter.

“You’ve got it bad, little bro!” The older stallion laughed quietly.

Rumble poked around at his stir fry. “He asked me to move in with him.”

Thunderlane blinked in surprise. “Wow. Wow, that’s… serious.” He tilted his head to one side. “So, why are you still here?”

Rumble gaped. “Because you’re here, you big dummy.”

Thunderlane shook his head, a strange look on his face. “Rumble! I love you. I love having you live here with me,” he walked around the table and pulled the younger pegasus into a tight hug. “But I don’t need you here.” Thunderlane tousled his brother’s mane, which Thunder knew Rumble hated. “We’re both grown stallions. We’re not gonna live together forever.” He planted a warm, firm kiss on Rumble’s forehead. “I’m not holding you here. Do what makes you happy, little bro.”

Rumble felt tears forming in his eyes. He pulled himself tightly into the hug, his head tucked down under his brother’s. “How are you so smart about this stuff?”

“Big brother training academy,” Thunderlane said smoothly.

“Shut up,” Rumble complained mildly. He sighed. “What if it doesn’t work out?”

Thunderlane squeezed his brother tightly with a hoof. “My home is your home, buddy, always.”

Rumble smiled and felt tears roll down his face.

Rumble was almost shaking from excitement. After his dinner with Thunderlane, Rumble had resigned from the guard and bought a train ticket for the next train to Ponyville. He was one train ride away from living in Ponyville again. From moving in with his stallion-friend.

“All aboard!” the conductor shouted. “Friendship Express to Ponyville. Last call for passengers!”

Rumble pulled a hay chip from the tiny bag he had stashed in his suitcase and nibbled on it slowly. He had been too nervous to eat breakfast and was starving now, but he didn’t want to gorge on junk food.

The train suddenly shifted and hissed as the locomotive began its journey south. Rumble starting tapping a hoof on the seat impatiently.

“You keep that up the whole way, and you’re going to be short one hoof, come Ponyville,” a tough voice said.

Rumble consciously stilled his hoof and looked up to see a blue griffon glaring at him.

“Kindness, Gallus,” a green pony said in a soothing voice. He touched the griffon’s shoulder with a hoof. “Just because we’re out of school doesn’t mean we stop taking the lessons seriously.”

The griffon grunted and gave the green earth pony a dirty look. He turned back towards Rumble. “Sorry,” he said.

Rumble shrugged. “Don’t worry about it,” he said, “I’d probably do the same if somepony else was doing it.”

“See?” the griffon said, gesturing with both claws at the pegasus.

The green pony sighed. “You headed back home, too? I think I’ve seen you around Ponyville, right?”

Rumble blushed. “I am, actually. Well, kind of. Assuming some things.”

“Well, I’m confused,” the griffon said dryly.

Rumble felt his cheeks warming. “I, uh, I’m moving in with my stallion-friend. Assuming his offer still stands.”

The griffon’s beak parted in a grin, as the earth pony shook his head. “Oh my gosh,” the stallion said, “I do not miss that early relationship stuff.”

The griffon glowered at his companion. “You could have told your parents before we showed up on their doorstep.” The earth pony looked abashed.

Rumble’s eyes went wide. “Are you two…?”

The griffon swept a wing wide and gathered the green pony closer to him. The shared an affectionate nuzzle. He leaned forward an offered one claw in greeting. “Name’s Gallus. This is Sandbar.” He pulled his claw back. “Congratulations, by way, assuming things work out.”

“Thanks,” Rumble said. He considered the two creatures. “If you don’t mind me asking, how did you two meet, anyway? Not that many griffons in Ponyville.”

“We were classmates at Princess Twilight’s school,” Sandbar explained.

“And then roommates,” the griffon added.

The green earth pony nodded. “It gets messy from there.”

“Sticky, you might say.”

The earth pony swatted the griffon with a hoof. “Behave,” he scolded. “But eventually I came to my senses and realized I loved him.”

The griffon beamed with pride and joy as he stared at Sandbar. Gallus turned his gaze back to Rumble. “What about you? Where did you and your stallion meet? I’m still learning about pony courtship customs, so I’d love to hear about it.”

Rumble blushed and suddenly needed to cough. His mind flicked to back alleys and piles of towels and a large bathtub. “Um,” he stumbled, “I, uh. Let’s just say Button Mash and I haven’t had a traditional courtship.”

Sandbar smiled kindly. “It’s where you’re headed, not where you’ve been, right?”

Rumble nodded, his earlier excitement returning. Just a few hours. Even though he was going back to a familiar setting, everything about his return felt thrilling and new.