Button Takes Manehattan

Button would have preferred a more… gracious end to the day, but he supposed this way had been rather efficient. All at once he finished up with his last… customer? It wasn’t like he was getting paid, nor was anypony else here, but he couldn’t think of a more accurate word for them than that. For the whole day he was just thinking of them as “that pony who’s bucking me”.

He rolled himself onto his back, tired of being in the same position all day. He got a much better view of what was going on around him this way. Rockhoof was dealing with the attendants, having pulled out a bits-purse. Not many others were here now, though he could imagine where the line had been during the lunch and after-work rush hours. And then he saw Rumble standing a few meters away.

“Oh, h-hey Rumble.” He was still tired after all of that, so he had to take a moment to breathe between sentences. “H-how long have you b-been here?”

Rumble trotted closer so that Button didn’t have to lift his head too much in order to talk to him. “Not long, actually. I got here just in time to see that thing break. I figure that means you’re done?”

Button laughed half-heartedly. “Y-yeah.” Then he smiled deviously at Rumble. “Unless you’d like a turn? Sloppy 150ths?”

Rumble rubbed the back of his neck and looked away. “Uh, actually, yeah, kinda. I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to. I’d totally understand. But, I mean, it’s been a long day for me — not that it hasn’t been for you as well — and I just w—” he shut up when he felt a set of soft lips around his half-hard shaft, not having noticed his friend pull himself under his barrel.

Button pulled off after a few seconds of swirling his tongue around the tip. “You talk too much. Just try to enjoy this, alright?” He went back and began licking it up and down the entire length, trying to get it as hard as it’d go.

“S-sure.” Rumble didn’t know where to look, but his eyes had locked onto Button’s sheath. “Should I, uh, reciprocate? I can’t imagine too many stallions have done that.”

Button spoke in-between quick pecks. “No. Thanks, but… I’ve already… cum a lot. Don’t think… I’ve got it in me.” Then, not expecting the conversation to go on much longer, he dove onto the dick again, going down to the medial ring and keeping it there.

Rumble shivered and his joints locked. “Hoo… wow. That’s awesome.” He forced himself to relax, and then giggled. “I don’t know, Butt. It kinda seems like you’ve got something in you, eh?”

Button rolled his eyes and lightly hit Rumble’s back leg with a hoof, receiving the unexpected consequence of him bucking into his mouth. A surprise, to be sure, but a welcome one.

Rumble swiftly backed up almost all the way out of Button, looking down between his legs at the back of his head. “Oh Twilight, sorry. I guess I just tensed up or something. You alright?”

Button responded by deepthroating his friend, sure that would get the message across.

Rumble moaned and let his head hang loose, focusing only on not collapsing on top of Button. How he managed to give such a great blowjob after a full day of being bucked was beyond him.

Button loved making stallions squirm. He might have been a bottom, but he had still enjoyed being the source of pleasure for everypony who’d used him. They had rutted him like he was a mare in heat, but he had brought every single one to orgasm.

And Rumble would be no different.

Though… Rumble was different. He wasn’t some random guy in a town he’d never been to just looking for something to cum in. He was his friend. He cared about him. And Rumble cared about him back.

Button didn’t just want Rumble to cum, like he had everypony else. He needed him to. Because Rumble deserved nothing less.

He brought a hoof up and started massaging Rumble’s balls, something he hadn’t been able to do with his hooves locked in place. The weight of them surprised him.

Then another surprise as he felt a hoof on his head, brushing in large circles and messing up his short mane.

Having had a dick down his throat for a while, his lungs had started to burn with a desire for air, making him slide back up so he could breathe through his nose. He audibly popped the head out of his mouth and gazed at his work. The entire length was slick with his saliva, and he could see the head was beginning to flare, leaking precum at a steady rate. Button gave it a lingering kiss, toying with the small hole with the very tip of his tongue, earning a few squeaks from Rumble.

He pulled back again. “You wanna finish in my ass?”

Rumble looked down between his legs again, and was surprised to meet Button’s eyes, though his were upside-down. “Do you want me to?”

Button sighed. “I just want to make you feel good.”

Rumble shifted his hooves a bit in thought. “Just… keep going. I’m getting pretty close already. You’re…” He looked away, but forced himself to look back when he said, “You’re really good at this, Button.”

He smiled. “Thanks!” Then we licked the tip, earning a leg twitch in response. “I guess I’ve always known how to push all your buttons.” He enveloped the rest of the head, and he felt Rumble twitch in his mouth and grow just a tad wider.

Oh, Button thought. He really is close already.

Might as well go all the way.

Button speared himself on Rumble’s meat again, hitting the back of his throat and not stopping until his nose was in Rumble’s crotch-fluff and his tongue was lapping at balls.

Rumble yelped and bucked, not accomplishing much more than moving them both forward a few inches, as there was no more room between the two. Button could feel the head fully expand in his neck, and he brought a hoof up to massage it through himself, his other hoof still working on the balls, which tensed and relaxed in conjunction with Rumble’s orgasm, sending plenty of seed on the express trip to his stomach.

All at once, Button slid off the cock until just the very head was left, and he started milking Rumble for the last bit of cum he had left to give, keeping it in his mouth, even after he had gone soft and pulled out of his mouth.

Button shakily slid out from under Rumble and got to his hooves, butt still numb from everything he had gone through that day.

Rumble couldn’t meet Button’s eyes again. “T-thanks for that. I really needed it. I…” He hesitated for a long moment. “I lied, earlier. I’ve been here the whole time, watching you have so much fun with so many stallions that I lost count. I wanted to join in, but you were my friend, and I didn’t want to make things awkward, but then you asked me and I-I-I said yes an—”

Button kissed him on his lips. Because he had been interrupted while saying something, Button could easily go Prench immediately, giving Rumble a great taste of his own jizz. His eyes went bug-eyed, but as he felt his friend’s tongue poke and prod inside his mouth, he relaxed and just decided to go with the flow.

A hoof touched Button’s shoulder, and he was forced to tear himself away from the kiss to see what was up. He swallowed the mix of fluids and wiped his face, turning to the pony who had approached them.

It was one of the attendants, a unicorn mare with a white coat and blazing blue mane. “Sorry to interrupt you two, but it’s getting late and we need to make sure you can get home alright or if you need any help.”

Button looked back to the furiously blushing grey pegasus. “I think we’ll be ok. Thanks though. And thanks a ton for your help today. Those spells were a lifesaver.”

“It was no problem, sir. Are you sure you don’t need anything? We can call you a taxi if you’d like.”

He was about to refuse out of politeness, but then figured that a taxi was exactly what he needed right now. “Actually, yeah, that sounds great. Thanks, again.”

She laughed. “I’ll get right on that. It should be here soon. You two have a wonderful night, alright?”

“Yes, ma’am!” Button said, saluting.

The mare made to leave, but stopped mid-way through and turned back to them. She lit her horn and captured Button’s body in a golden glow, which in a moment vanished and made him feel refreshed and not like he had been ravaged by a stallion twice his size mere minutes ago. He also felt considerably less sticky.

“Couldn’t have you going in a taxi in that state. We’d have had to buy them new seat covers.” Then she trotted off to begin packing everything up for the day.

Rumble sidled up to Button and put a wing around him, making him feel considerably less cold. Something he was grateful for as they waited for their ride back home.