Rumble's Choices

Rumble’s stomach twisted and churned. He told himself it was just the shot of liquor settling in his empty gut. Liquid courage, some ponies called it. Well, he wasn’t feeling especially brave despite the addition of alcohol.

He raised a hoof and knocked on the door. And he waited, as his stomach attempted an unanticipated hammerhead turn. The door opened.

“Rumble?” Button Mash’s brown muzzle twisted in surprise. “Everything okay?”

Rumble nodded. “I lied about having to work today,”

“Oh,” the earth pony said, raising a hoof to scratch his head. “You, uh, left in a hurry yesterday, and I kind of thought…”

Rumble sighed. “Sorry,” he muttered. “I was kind of freaked out.”

The earth pony gave a cautious smile. “But you wanna hang out now?”

The pegasus kicked the dirt with a forehoof and lowered his gaze. “If you still wanna.”

“Heck yeah, bro, come on in.”

Rumble stepped into Button’s house, and he felt a pressure on his chest lift. His stomach, though, continued to rebel. “Hey,” he said, touching a hoof to Button’s side as the earth pony closed the door. “I, uh,” Button turned to look at him. Time stood still with Rumble frozen, one hoof on Button’s side. “Oh, to Tartarus with it,” he said.

He stepped forward and put his lips against Button’s. Neither pony moved for a full two seconds. And then Button Mash began to kiss back. This was gay. Super gay. Rumble told the angry part of his brain to shut the fuck up.

It was warm, and moist, and pleasant, and very much like kissing Sweetie Belle or Sunny Daze. Rumble tilted his head, letting his lips push deeper. He felt a hoof touch the back of his head, drawing him even closer to the earth pony. Kissing this stallion was almost like kissing a mare. Very nearly the same, he thought, except that smell, that very Button Mash smell: Not flowers or citrus but light, musky maleness. Rumble parted his lips and let his tongue play lightly against the Button’s lips.

Rumble blinked as he felt a firm piece of flesh push its way into his mouth. Now that was definitely different from kissing a mare—he’d never had a filly kiss him so aggressively. Button’s wide tongue explored Rumble’s mouth, probing this way then that, moving quickly. Rumble put his own tongue into action, letting it snake past the invading organ and into the earth pony’s mouth. Their tongues pulsed with heat and energy and moved back and forth against the other. Rumble was getting very, very hard. After a few more moments of struggle, he pulled back, drawing a deep breath.

“Whoa,” Button Mash said shakily. “I’ve never…” He drew in a deep breath. “Holy shit, bro, what happened to no homo?”

“I know, I know,” Rumble said, desperately tamping down a panicked reaction that was trying to rear its head, “pretty gay.”

Button smirked and said in a deadpan voice, “it’s not gay unless balls touch.”

Rumble rolled his eyes. “That is the oldest meme ever.”

Button laughed quietly. “I know. I’ve just always wanted to use it.” He looked down to where Rumble’s dark shaft was swinging below his barrel. “What brought all this on?”

“I don’t know,” Rumble replied, “honestly. I just… I like you, dude.”

“I can see that,” the earth pony replied cheekily. “You up for more or you gonna make another run for it?”

Rumble blushed in embarrassment. “Ouch, dude.”

“Is that a yes?”

“I dunno. I mean, I think maybe? But, like, why don’t we actually hang out first?”

“You just making a cutie call with the Neighstation?”

“Shut up, dude,” Rumble said irritably. He leaned forward and kissed the stallion on the cheek.

“Still not gay,” the earth pony said, making a circle shape with one hoof.

“Ohmygosh, shut the fuck up,” Rumble said, giving him a playful push.

They played a few rounds of the Wonderbolts game. Rumble was awful, and he blamed his lack of skill on the distraction of having the earth pony sitting beside him. After he totally botched another portion of the relay race, he set the controller down.

“You wanna play something else, bro?”

Rumble felt his cheeks burning. “Yeah, like maybe something with a bigger joystick?”

Button laughed and set down his own controller. “Hot.” He paused for a second, giving the pegasus a sidelong glance. “But instead of getting right to it, do you wanna try out my tub?

Rumble nodded enthusiastically.

The earth pony hopped off the couch and waved a hoof. “Come on, then, I’ll get it ready.”

Rumble stood up from the couch and fought a sudden urge to take flight and bolt out the front door. He was doing this, Celestia damn it. Besides, he figured, if he ran now he wouldn’t get a chance to try that huge tub.

The pegasus followed Button Mash into the bathroom. The earth pony’s tail swished aside for an instant, and Rumble grunted at the sight of the other stallion’s nicely formed orbs. He bit his lip and turned his sight away, directing his eyes to the large tub. It was big enough for two stallions, easily. Rumble had a vague memory of sharing a similar tub with Thunderlane when they had been colts on vacation, back when their parents had been able to take them on vacations. Button turned on the water and pulled a pair of large towels out of a cabinet.

“Here,” Button said, pointing to the water, “I’m gonna go grab something. I should be back in a second, but just in case, don’t let the water go past this point.” He indicated with one hooftip a thin, edged line in the ceramic of the tub.

Rumble nodded, and Button stepped out of the room. Rumble took a moment to take stock of the bathroom décor—the room was light blue with splashes of forest green on the walls. It felt comfortable. He took a deep breath, hoping to let the calm of the room flow into him.

He stepped one hoof into the bathtub. The water was hot, nearly too hot, and Rumble eased himself forward slowly. Tartarus, it was hot. He thought about turning the heat down but decided against it. He eased his other hooves in, and then slowly, ever so slowly slid his flank down until it just brushed against the surface of the steamy water.

“Hah. Oooh,” he whined as he eased his butt down into the water.

Rumble had just managed to stop wincing in discomfort as Button Mash returned, carrying two small, stout-looking glasses in one hoof. The earth pony set the glasses on the large, flat edge of the tub. They were each filled nearly to the brim with clear liquid.

“Vodka,” Button answered Rumble’s unasked question. “I don’t have any champagne, so this was as classy as I could do.”

Rumble grinned. “Nice. Classy enough for me, dude.” He finished lowering his rear half and tried not to grimace while doing so. He grabbed one glass with a forehoof and gave it a sniff. “Whoa,” he said.

“Yeah,” Button said with a shy smile. “Gray Gosling. The Prench know how to made a good vodka.”

Button took a generous sip, letting the liquid burn its way down his throat and chest. He shuddered. “This is so much better than the stuff Thunderlane and I usually buy.”

“Life is too short to drink cheap vodka,” Button Mash replied, lifting his own glass to his lips.

“Cheers to that, dude,” Rumble replied, taking another sip. He eased himself back against the edge of the tub while Button stepped into the tub. The pegasus couldn’t help but see Button’s half-hard staff drag across the lip of the tub. He felt his own staff throb.

The earth pony’s chest pushed up against Rumble’s face for a moment as the larger stallion settled himself down into the water. There was that light, musky smell again. Once Button was settled, the two stallions sat facing each other less than a hoofstep away.

Rumble tried to keep his eyes up away from the mottled shaft out of learned behavior. Tried really hard, despite the earlier kiss. You just don’t stare at another stallion’s parts in the bath. Even despite the fact that Rumble was there because he loved looking at that cock. He took another large sip of the vodka, letting the glass block his view of Button’s lower half. He was flushed from the heat of the water and the alcohol. And maybe the thought of sharing a bath with a hung stallion. Ugh. Rumble took another sip, noticing that Button’s face looked flushed, too.

“So,” the earth pony said, “what changed between yesterday and today?” His gaze drifted downward and Rumble bit his lip, knowing his mostly-firm staff was floating up between his front legs. “I mean, I’m happy you’re here. I just thought I totally freaked you out.”

Rumble grunted. “You did, dude.” Button just nodded. “I mean,” he sighed. He hadn’t even really thought about why he decided to come back. He thought he knew, but he wasn’t sure he could express it in words. He tried anyway. “I just really enjoyed yesterday. Who doesn’t like a hoofjob, right?” He took a small sip of vodka, buying himself a second. “And you’re a good guy, so, like, I don’t want to keep myself from having fun just because I’m scared of what ponies might say.” He set down his glass. Button’s staff was floating in the water between his front legs. Fuck. He felt his own cock twitch.

Rumble’s gaze moved back upward quickly. Button was grinning—he had clearly seen Rumble looking. “Is it okay if I, uh,” Button Mash bit his lip for a moment, “touch it again?”

Rumble smiled shyly, forcing down his worry. “Fuck, dude, that’s basically all I’ve thought about since yesterday.” Sweet Celestia, why did that thought make him so hard?

Button wasted no time, reaching a hoof forward to stroke the head of Rumble’s staff as it floated in the hot water.

“Oh Fuck, Button,” Rumble moaned, relishing the touch.

Button scooted forward until his face was a few feathers away. The earth pony leaned forward, his eyes closing slowly. Rumble met him halfway, his lips touching the earth pony’s lips. Button stroked slowly along Rumble’s cock. The pegasus moaned loudly through his teeth as his lips pushed roughly against Button’s.

Rumble reached out with one forehoof and found Button’s thick staff. The pegasus pulled against it, pulling it down until it touched his dark shaft. He felt the supple flesh press into his own. Oh, sweet Celestia, that felt so good. He opened his lips and let the earth pony’s tongue push into his mouth. His own tongue pushed against the invader, not trying to refuse entry, but just to massage and enjoy the slick, wet feeling.

His cock throbbed, and he felt Button’s staff twitch in his grip.

His pushed his own tongue forward, pushing back against Button’s flesh, until he was exploring the earth pony’s mouth. He ran his tongue along wide, flat teeth as he breathed in the intoxicating, rich earth pony smell.

He felt his flare forming.

Button pulled away suddenly. His brown face was flushed and red, his staff flared and twitching in the water. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh holy fuck,” he whined. “No, no, stop, bro,” he pleaded.

Rumble groaned and reluctantly released his grip on the other stallion.

“Haa, ooh,” Button moaned. “Holy shit, I almost came.” He pressed a stout hoof against his throbbing staff.

Rumble gritted his teeth and kept himself on the safe side of the edge of his own orgasm. “Fuck, dude, that’s kinda the point.”

“Oh, gosh, oooh,” Button grunted. “I know. Oof. I just,” he paused, gulping down a desperate breath, “I just wanna have you shoot on me again.”

“Aw fuck,” Rumble complained, feeling his flared head twitch. He fought against the urge to release. “Yeah, dude, totally.” Rumble grabbed the glass on the side of the tub and gulped down the last, large splash of vodka. The earth pony drained his own glass and then carefully stepped out of the bath. His swollen cock slapped roughly against the tub and dragged backward as the rest of his body exited the tub. As it fell forward, it slung a long line of clear fluid onto the bathroom floor. Rumble’s flare ached for release.

Rumble stepped out of the tub, and stared with keen interest at Button’s backside. His balls looked huge. It must have been the hot water. Button began drying himself off as Rumble grabbed a second towel. He flicked his wings downward, letting the wing wax work its magic, and in an instant his wings were dry, save for a few rogue beads of moisture. He grabbed a towel and rubbed his mane aggressively. When he pulled the towel away, he noticed that Button Mash had stepped up beside him. The earth pony leaned over and put his lips on Rumble’s. The pegasus felt his staff slap up against his barrel. His stiff flesh yearned for touch. Button pulled away from the kiss after a few moments and nodded toward the hall. Rumble quickly dried his body and followed the earth pony out and down the hall until they came to the bedroom door.

Rumble paused, fretting. Entering the stallion’s bedroom felt like a huge line to cross, one from which he could never return. It was gay, no matter what Button’s stupid, repeated meme said. He had to admit that he was gay. Or bi, he supposed.

“You okay, bro?”

Everything else felt like just playing around. Not that it wasn’t a little gay, but it was just experimenting, having fun. Going into Button Mash’s bedroom. Laying in his bed. Sexually. He shivered.

The earth pony lay a hoof on his shoulder gently. “Is this okay?”

Rumble looked at the brown face in front of him. The other stallion’s mane was wet, wild, and disheveled. His expression was both excited and worried. And a quick glance downward showed a still-leaking shaft. Rumble bit his lip and took a deep breath.

“Yeah, dude.” He leaned forward and kissed the side of Button’s face.

A look of relief washed over the earth pony’s face. “Oh thank fuck, because I am horny as Tartarus. Get in here so I can get you off!” Button Mash trotted forward and flopped onto the large bed. He rolled over onto his back, his thick staff exposed to the air.

Rumble grinned, letting his excited anticipation overrule his fear. He lifted off and landed at the side of the bed. He stepped up, putting his front hooves over the side of the prone earth pony, and then he let his cock slap down on Button’s chest with a meaty sound. A puddle of precum soaked into the brown coat.

“Oh, shit, bro,” Button whined. The earth pony shimmied down until his muzzle was near Rumble’s hovering staff. Rumble drew a shuddering breath, realizing what was about to happen.

Button opened his mouth and moved it forward.

“Fuuuuuck,” Rumble swore. He clenched his eyes shut, overwhelmed with the ecstasy of having a muzzle around his flared head. His groin clenched rhythmically. He was gushing precum at this point. Right into Button’s mouth. He opened his eyes and stared excitedly at the mottled shaft dancing to his right. It slapped down hard against the earth pony’s barrel and flared, the head stretching out wide and full. Rumble could feel his balls trying to pull up into his body. He moaned, feeling himself slide closer and closer to the edge. He reached out his right wing and brushed it firmly over Button’s twitching staff, moving from balls to ridged tip. The earth pony made desperate mewling sounds around Rumble’s cock.

The warm, wet feel of Button’s mouth slid up and down, the wide tongue drawing Rumble’s shaft ever deeper. “Ah, Fuck,” the pegasus moaned. “Oh, dude, I’m, ung, I’m really close.” He stroked downward with his wing, letting it trail back down to the earth pony’s sheath. Button’s mottled shaft twitched in response, squirting precum onto his barrel.

Button’s moans were escalating in pitch and frequency.

Rumble began panting. He was holding back by the thinnest line. He flexed his stiffening wing, bringing it back up the earth pony’s thick cock.

Button Mash groaned low, his mouth pausing in its efforts to bring Rumble to climax. A huge rope of white seed splashed into Rumble’s side, just below the base of his wing.

Oh Light. Oh Fuck.

The next burst from the earth pony’s staff rocketed up and coated Rumble’s front shoulder.

Rumble thrust his hips down, his innards clenching and begging for release.

Button splattered his chest. Rumble’s leg. Rumble’s stiffened wingtip.

Button Mash began moving his mouth again in earnest, desperately sucking on the pegasus’ turgid staff.

“AHHOLYFUCK,” Rumble cried out as the dam inside him finally broke. His groin clenched and he fired his load into Button’s muzzle. He thrust his hips down, forcing his seed into the earth pony’s throat. Deeper. Oh Fuck it felt so good to release. He felt his ass clench and release and he shot, again and again.

The high of Rumble’s orgasm faded, and he noticed Button squirming below him. Reluctantly, he pulled his cock out of the earth pony’s muzzle. Button Mash spat out a huge load of stallion seed and gasped for breath. “Holy (gasp) fuck (gasp) bro.” He twisted in place, and Rumble stepped his front legs back down off the bed, giving the earth pony room to maneuver. Button drew a few more calming breaths. “That was so fucking hot.”

Rumble grinned, letting his post-coital bliss wash over him. “Sweet Celestia, if I knew stallions could suck dick like that I would’ve been balls-deep in colts years ago.”

Button wiped a hoof across his muzzle, collecting the worst of the spillage. “Some of us, yeah. I like to think I’m better than average.”

Rumble gave a small, good-natured laugh. “It sure as fuck felt like it,” he agreed. He leaned forward and carefully gave the earth pony a small peck of a kiss on his forehead, safely away from the mess coating his lower muzzle. “Thanks, dude.”

Button blushed, and Rumble averted his eyes in embarrassment.

A hoof brought his face back to Button’s face. “Hey,” the earth pony said with utmost seriousness. “Balls safely avoiding touching—still not gay, bro.”

Rumble groaned and swatted the other stallion’s flank with his still-stiff wing. The forgotten cum splatter slid off the waxed wing and splashed onto Button’s rapidly-shrinking shaft.

“That’s gotta earn some gay points though,” the earth pony said cheekily.