A Rude, But Eventful ‘Outing’
Getting off the train Braeburn took a few confused looks around the station until he suddenly found himself tackled in an overly aggressive hug. “Braeburn!” His Changeling friend simply shouted from on top of him.
“Ha ha, Thorax! Calm down. I can’t move.” Braeburn laughed from under his friend as he struggled to get out of his almost offensively affectionate hug.
Thorax continued to hug him for a few seconds longer, but then quickly jumped up, blushing. “I’m sorry Brae, it’s just been so long since we’ve seen each other.”
Braeburn simply smiled back at his friend. “It’s fine Thorax, I know how excitable you can get. Now, do you want to get unpacked and then we can head off to get something to eat?”
“Luckily for us Twilight was gracious enough to let me stay in her castle instead of renting a hotel room, and she said that she’d be fine with you coming along as well.” Thorax replied enthusiastically as he went to grab Braeburn’s suitcase.
“No, no, that’ll be fine Thorax.” Braeburn kindly said, shooing Thorax’s hoof away from his suitcase so he could carry it.
“I’ve taken it this far, I’m sure I’ll handle getting us to the castle. Oh yeah, and I’ll have to thank Twilight. Saved both of us alotta bits with such a generous stunt.” Braeburn said as he began carrying his suitcase.
“Yeah, I’ve already thanked her on behalf of both of us, but I’m sure she’d really appreciate you chiming in.” Thorax replied as he picked up speed to trot alongside his friend.
“I just hope Applejack won’t be too sour about me not staying at her place, but I’m sure she’ll understand. It would be downright rude to just turn down an offer like that from anypony, not to mention a Princess.” Brae said.
“I’m sure she’d be happy to see us tomorrow or later on today. Who knows, we have a full week on our hooves, maybe we stay at hers for a day or two at least.” Thorax said.
“Sounds like a plan! And maybe we could get you workin’ out in the farm during it. That would certainly be interestin’.” He said, playfully laughing at his friend as he bumped his flank into his flank.
The two continued to trot on, laughing and catching up with each other as they went, until they finally reached Twilight’s castle.
Braeburn rushed over to hold the door open for Thorax, to which he just blushed and thanked the stallion for being too generous, before the two went in search of Twilight herself.
Trotting down the long halls Thorax suddenly found himself coming muzzle to muzzle with Starlight as the two bumped into each other. “Oh, I’m so sorry Starlight, I didn’t see you.” He said, genuinely concerned.
“It’s okay, just an accident. Anyway, I’m guessing that you’re looking for Twilight?” She asked as she rubbed her sore muzzle.
“Yeah, sorry again. Braeburn just wanted to thank her for allowing us to stay here for the week.” Thorax said apologetically as he gestured over to Braeburn, who was quick to meet the other pony.
Galloping up to her, Braeburn grabbed Starlight’s hoof before firmly shaking it and offering her a thousand thanks. “It really is so generous of the Princess to allow us to stay here for so long. And here I thought I was going to be bunking in some tiny hotel room.” He said excitedly.
“Well, as I was going to say, Twilight is out right now, but I’d be happy to tell you the moment she comes back.” Starlight said as soon as she regathered herself from the stallion’s more than vigorous greeting.
“That’s good. We’ll just be leaving for something to eat after we’ve dropped our stuff off anyway. Maybe we’ll see her.” Thorax said.
“Cool, and I’m sure she’ll get back home around about the same time as you guys, so we could all spend some time together.” Starlight said before she started to trot off.
“Anyway, I’m actually quite busy right now, so I’ll have to see you guys later. Goodbye!” She said before waving back at them.
“Goodbye!” Both stallions shouted as they began to make their way towards their room.
Arriving at their room Braeburn threw his suitcase on the bed just next to Thorax’s as the other stallion trotted in. “Cool, isn’t it? It’s like a whole house in here, and the bed’s massive.” Thorax exclaimed excitedly.
“Yeah it sure is. Comfy too.” Braeburn simply responded as he lay back on the bed.
Thorax laughed a little at his friend before he responded. “Yeah. Anyway, I need to go to the toilet, I’ll be back in two minutes, okay?” He said before making his way to the room’s private toilet.
“Yeah, I’ll just be waiting right here for you.” Braeburn simply said as his friend retreated into the bathroom.
Stretching out his forelegs carelessly as he began to relax on the bed Braeburn had to curse himself as he heard a loud thump on the ground. He had accidentally knocked Thorax’s suitcase off the bed, causing everything to fall out of it.
Cursing himself he quickly jumped down from the bed before grabbing the suitcase and throwing it back up, quickly retrieving everything that had fallen on the ground. Snacks, drinks, a book, a copy of playmare, a….wait.
He stood shocked before he dropped what he was currently holding and rushed back into the suitcase, pulling out a small magazine with the picture of a particular buff stallion on the front, standing semi-bipedal with his massive stallionhood standing to full attention as a far more feminine colt crawled pathetically under him, scratching at his hindlegs as he drooled just under the incredibly handsome stallion’s cock.
Braeburn just blushed at the image as he felt his own stallionhood grow a little tighter in his sheath. He quickly flicked through the pages only to see countless more images of handsome stallion on cute femcolt action, many far more explicit than the first.
He only stopped as he heard the bathroom door open, causing him to panic as he quickly stuffed everything including the magazine into the suitcase. Getting back into position seconds before Thorax came back.
“That’s me, do you want to properly unpack, or just get something to eat?” Thorax simply asked.
“Um….ummm, I think we should probably just get something to eat.” Braeburn replied through a fierce blush.
Thorax looked at the flustered stallion a bit strangely, but just shook it off. “Okay, cool. We better get going then.” He said excitedly to his friend, trying to change the weird mood as he opened the door for him.
Braeburn happily complied, but just as Thorax turned away from him he quickly swiped his friend’s magazine back out of his suitcase and hid it under his hat, trotting along with a devilish little smirk and a poorly concealed bright blush afterwards.
“So, what are you going to get?” Thorax innocently asked as soon as they left the room and began trotting back down the long corridor.
Braeburn still blushed with apprehension, but he was excited enough over the new revelation about his friend to at least make a subtle move, so as he trotted alongside him he gingerly leaned his body against his, leaving virtually only the fur on his coat brushing up against the cute colt. “I don’t know partner, I suppose we’ll just have to see when we get there.” He said, with a slight sultry undertone, although not too much as to give anything away.
Thorax naturally blushed lightly, but for the most part blew it off as his friend just being excited to see him again after such a long time. “Yeah, same here to be honest. I guess we’ll just have to see what we’re both in the mood for when we get there.” He simply said, blushing a little deeper as his friend continued to lean into him, his soft coat tickling his side.
The two continued like that until they got to a small cafe little more than 10 minutes away from where they originally stood. For the most part Braeburn acted as he usually would, although Thorax couldn’t help but notice that he seemed just a little too affectionate for what the stallion was normally comfortable with, not to mention that the healthy amount of inches that usually separated two was rarely occupied by half an inch, if that, during their whole journey.
Equally uncharacteristic of the stallion Braeburn rushed ahead of Thorax to pull back his seat for him, like a stallion would normally do for a mare. Although a bit confused, Thorax sat down and tried to think nothing of it. It was probably just his mind playing tricks on him anyway, or so he thought.
Taking his seat Braeburn smiled back at the confused stallion in front of him. “So what are you getting?” He excitedly asked.
“I don’t know yet.” Thorax said, sounding somewhat deflated as he looked down at his menu.
Braeburn noticed his friend’s discomfort, but tried to brush it off, thinking that he was probably just a bit embarrassed. “Okay, I’m just goin’ get a cucumber and daisy sandwich, and maybe head to a shop on the way home.”
“Yeah I’ll think I’ll do the same.” Thorax simply said, hoofing their menus over to a waiter standing a few feet away from them after he gave their orders.
Thorax just looked about the cafe, still a bit off put by his friend’s strange behaviour. He tried to find something to talk about, but he couldn’t think of anything appropriate.
Braeburn just smiled back at the stallion as he began to lazily move his hindleg towards him, gently running his hoof against the stallion’s inner thigh. “You know, Thorax, I’m surprised that you don’t have too many marefriends over in The Hive to be bothering with me.” Braeburn said, obviously teasingly.
“What do you mean?” Thorax asked through a light blush as he tried to ignore the stallion’s hoof.
“Well you’re the leader of The Hive aren’t you. Along with your natural good looks and cute face that’s surely bound to pull in all the mares.” He asked through a slightly sultry voice as his hoof slowly moved along Thorax’s thigh.
“No. You know that I don’t have any marefriends. What are you talking about?” Thorax asked as he tried to scooch away from the stallion’s touch.
Braeburn only doubled down as Thorax tried to pull away, allowing his hindleg to travel dangerously close to his friend’s crotch. “Oh, I see. You must not like mares then?” Braeburn asked through slightly lidded eyes, turning up the heat on the poor colt sitting across from him.
“What!? No! Of course I like mares!” The flustered stallion panicked as his face lit up a dark red.
Blinded by his own lust for the young Changeling Braeburn just bit his lip before responding in a deeply sensual voice. “Oh yeah? Then what’s this?” He said, throwing Thorax’s gay magazine down on the table as a devilishly smug grin spread across his face.
Thorax panicked. The teasing was hard enough on him, nevermind one of his friends apparently finding out about his secret and so shamelessly outing him in public. He simply stood up angrily, with hot tears running down his eyes before he literally took to his wings and flew off towards the castle.
Braeburn tried to shout on his friend, but gave up halfway through. He had no idea what he was thinking, or why he thought that doing something like this to the poor stallion would make him anymore receptive to him, and truth be told Braeburn felt like a complete ass while he watched his friend fly off, knowing there was nothing he could do to stop him.
He was just too excited by the prospect of his friend liking stallions, but that was know excuse to go as far as he did.
Soon after the same waiter from before came back to their table, quietly gesturing for the clearly dejected, now lonesome stallion.
Braeburn just blushed back at him, instantly ripped out of his sorry state. “Oh I’m so sorry. I-I, I kind of have to go now. Here!” He said biting his lip as he quickly threw the stallion a few bits before grabbing his sandwich running off, only to briefly return for his friend’s magazine before again sprinting back towards the castle.
