Sexty Minute Pony Stories

Braeburn stretched his hind legs, pushing his front door open with a hoof. He yawned as he did so, looking forward to a warm dinner and a nice relaxing bath after a long day of bucking trees. He sauntered into the kitchen, picking up and pan with his muzzle and placing it on his stove, setting it to a low temperature before browsing his kitchen for something to fry. He pulled out a couple of eggs from the fridge, cracking them deftly on the side of the pan with his hooves. Eggs in the pan, he decided to retire to his couch, walking out of the kitchen and flopping into it with the grace of a drunkard. That was the good thing about Appleloosa. It was peaceful; the perfect place to relax after a long day. But just as he began to enjoy the silence, he heard a knock at the door. He sighed irately, getting up and checking on his eggs before going to open the door. He was greeted by a blue pegasus, smiling at him gently. Brae's short-lived anger disappeared immediately, smiling back at the other pony.
"Hey there!" The pegasus said casually, kissing Brae on the muzzle. Brae smiled and signaled the other into the house, closing the door behind him.
"So, what're you doing here Soarin'?" Brae asked, a knowing smile on his muzzle. Soarin' sauntered into the living room casually, sniffing at the smell of frying eggs.
"Well, we just finished a show not to far from Appleloosa, and I just wanted to drop by too see you and your cute little flank... and maybe a bite to eat." Brae giggled, walking into the kitchen whilst Soarin' sat on the sofa.
"Always hungry after a show, aren't you Soarin'?" The pegasus shot a goofy grin at Brae.
"You bet!"

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"How do you do this?!" Soarin' asked in disbelief before munching on his fried egg again. Brae smiled as he ate his.
"Do what?"
"This!" Soarin' signaled to the egg in front of him. "You make something so simple taste..." he paused as he ate some more. "...delicious!" Brae giggled, somehow managing to finish his egg at the same time as the ravenous pegasus.
"I dunno. Runs in the family, I guess." He yawned, beginning to feel the strain of a long day's apple-bucking. "My legs are quite sore, I could use a bath." Soarin' nodded nonchalantly. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. A grin began to slowly take over his features as he looked up to Brae. "...What?" Brae questioned, wary.
"Well, you must have gone through so much effort to make me that egg..." Soarin' walked over slowly, staring into Brae's eyes.
"Nah, I was planning-"
"And you must have had such a long, strenuous day..." He smiled suggestively at Brae now, his muzzle to his as he spoke in a low, sultry whisper. "Wouldn't it be nice to... relieve some of that pressure?" Brae gulped, the silky smoothness of Soarin's voice and the weight of what he was implying getting to him as he blushed slightly. Soarin grinned at this as he pressed his muzzle against Braeburn's, his tongue invading his lovers mouth as he explored every inch of it. He broke the kiss, leaving Brae somewhat breathless as he made his way down his body, nipping and licking in a way he knew Braeburn loved. Soarin' wasted no time as he licked Brae's sheath gently, stroking his inner-thigh with his hoof. Brae moaned as he felt his member escape it's prison, the colour quite similar to Braeburn himself but with a few brown spots. Soarin' grinned as he greeted his old friend with a gentle kiss, licking the underside of his shaft gently before wraping his muzzle around the crown, tongue still going as he sucked gently on the top. Brae moaned again, shivering in pleasure as Soarin' worked his magic on him. Brae musky scent was begging to arouse Soarin' as he did this, his own mottled grey member escaping his sheathe as he continued to suck on Brae's cock.

He pulled off, a small strand of saliva still connecting Brae's member and his tongue. Soarin' looked lustfully into Brae's eyes, smiling at him and he turned and walked over to the couch. He place his forehooves on the couch, raising his flank in the air as Brae got up and positioned himself behind him.
"G-go on then... I've been waiting for this." Brae smiled, pressing his member against Soarin's opening. Soarin's mouth had lubed up his cock well, and the pair moaned in unison as Braeburn slipped inside of Soarin'. Brae started off with small thrusts, loosening Soarin' up slightly more each time as he pushed further into him. Soarin' was moaning as he did so, Brae pushing all the right buttons as he continued to thrust in, Soarin' now taking his whole member. He began to speed up, Soarin' moaning becoming louder as he began to really go for it, thrusting into to Soarin' with all the force his tired body could muster. Soarin' gripped him tight, stroking himself with his hoof as he moaned, occasionally screaming out in pure pleasure as his lover thrusted into him. He began to hear Brae grunt and his crown flare inside of him as he stroked himself faster.
"S-Soarin'... I-I'm gonna... ah..." He was still plowing into him, not showing any signs of stopping.
"G-go! Inside! DO IT!" He yelled in pure ecstasy as Brae released his load into him, thrusting even faster now. Soarin' felt Brae's cum inside of him and the feeling pushed him over the edge, shooting his own load all over the sofa. They stayed there, both panting heavily as their orgasms subsided. Brae finally pulled out and flopped onto the couch again. Soarin' shuffled over and sat next to Brae. He winced. Brae giggled, pulling him into a tight hug before kissing him on the muzzle.
"Thanks..." he said, still embracing Soarin'. "I needed that."
"Me... too..." Soarin' replied, still panting. "...Sorry about the sofa, though."