With a final slurp from his spoon and nearly licking the bowl, Sprout was finished with his bowl of mint chocolate chip ice cream. He took his bowl to the sink, gave it a squirt of soap, and had it washed, rinsed, and on the drying rack, and immediately did Hitch's bowl when he brought it up to the sink a few moments later.

Hitch was becoming concerned that Sprout was hiding his worry about tomorrow morning by just trying a little too hard to prove how good of a roommate he would be if his worst case scenario happened, and his mom ended up kicking him out when they revealed their new relationship.

He didn't want to keep continually reassuring him that it most likely wasn't going to happen, because he didn't want that to cause even more doubt to creep into his friend's mind.

But he did want to take Sprout's mind off of tomorrow's meeting, if only for a little bit tonight.

"Alright, pal, let's go get ready for bed. I can definitely say it's starting to get late, and I've told your mom to be here early before she goes to work, so we've got to get some sleep," Hitch told him, shutting off the kitchen light as they walked down the hall to his bedroom.

"Well, I trust that you haven't forgotten what helps a stallion sleep best...?" Sprout asked.

Hitch snickered, Sprout was almost always straightforward with letting him know what he wanted, even when they had been working together, especially when he was desperate.

"Nope, I haven't," Hitch started, being the first to hop up on the bed. As he leaned back, he grabbed Sprout by his front hooves and pulled him up, and soon the red stallion was on top of him. "And I don't think I just want to give the front of your diaper a few quick rubs before bedtime."

"What were you thinking?" Sprout asked, feeling his cheeks warm.

"I'm thinking... That I want you to do to me what I did to you last night," Hitch said, smirking.

Sprout's eyes widened as he felt Hitch spread his back legs as he reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand.

"R-Really...? You... You want me to do that?" Sprout asked, and Hitch nodded.

"I just figured that you won't always be in diapers when we're in a frisky mood, and I've worked with you far too long to not think that you won't want to, well, take charge every now and then," Hitch told him.

When the look of nervousness didn't leave Sprout's face, Hitch was beginning to wonder if his best friend was up to this. He raised his right thigh to brush against the front of Sprout's diaper, and to say that he was throbbing and ready would be more than a bit of an overstatement.

"Mm, you got a little performance anxiety, pal?" Hitch asked, sitting up as Sprout scooted back towards the end of the bed.

He nodded silently.

"What if... What if I'm not good at it? We both loved last night so much... Why take chances on a good thing by trying something different?" Sprout asked softly.

"Sprout..." Hitch began, lightly rubbing the front of the red stallion's diaper. "I'm pretty sure this was you trying something different a little bit ago. You know something? You felt absolutely amazing last night."

Sprout felt himself tingle all over upon hearing that compliment, and he even managed to smile a bit.

"I just wanted you to see what that was like. So how about this... If you try and show daddy what a big colt you can be... I'll wear a diaper with you to bed tonight," the sheriff told him.

Sprout's mouth dropped open slightly at those words, but no words came out. As the mental images of Hitch snuggling up next to him in a diaper formed in his mind, he felt himself start to get hard underneath his padding, as did Hitch, who reached down, grabbed the front waist of the disposable garment, and gently pulled down, freeing most of Sprout's stallionhood, but leaving his balls tucked underneath the white, crinkly plastic.

"Sound like a deal?" Hitch asked, as he popped open the cap on the bottle of lube.

Sprout took a deep breath, then nodded, and Hitch reached forward with the bottle and dribbled the clear fluid across his erection, before gently rubbing it in with both his front hooves, as his boyfriend quivered. Once he was adequately lubed up, Hitch reached down behind his own endowment and applied as much lube as he could without getting the bed sheets uncomfortably wet.

"Alright then. Just remember, take things slow at first," Hitch told him, laying back and spreading his rear legs again.

Sprout was undoubtedly still nervous, but Hitch had offered something that he really, really wanted to see. He looked down at his shimmering erection, and angled it just under Hitch's sack, pointed right at his entrance, and pressed forward, the tip prodding his sphincter.

"Now, push," Hitch told him, as he gripped the bed sheets with his front hooves to give him a little more leverage.

The crinkling sounds of his diaper kept him erect as he adjusted his legs for a better angle, then he pushed forward, gently but steadily. Slowly but surely, he felt Hitch's entrance open up, and swallow his unflared head.

"Alright, great start," Hitch encouraged, now the rest of the way, slowly..."

Sprout pushed forward another inch, then another. He paused when it came to his medial ring.

"You're doing great, buddy. Keep going..."

"Thanks, I just want to be careful and not push too hard with the ring and slide in too fast once that's in..." Sprout answered.

For his part, Hitch did his best to relax, and focused on his breathing, becoming more impressed that Sprout was able to take all of him last night. He felt the ring go in, and Sprout slide in another inch. The red stallion didn't get all the way in, due to his diaper that was still covering his balls, but it was far enough for Hitch to feel the crinkle of the garment as it pressed against his dock.

"What a good boy... You did it," Hitch praised, taking a deep breath.

The pair of stallions took a moment to get used to the new sensations.

"Alright pal, whenever you're ready, have at it," Hitch told him.

Sprout didn't want this to be over too quickly, but at the same time, it was getting late, and he really wanted to see Hitch diapered for a few minutes before he passed out. He slowly pulled out, just until he felt his medial ring brush past his sphincter, then shoved back in, the lube giving a satisfying squelching sound, as well as a soft gasp from Hitch.

"You okay?" Sprout asked.

Hitch nodded.

"Yeah, don't worry, I'll let you know if something doesn't feel right. Keep going," the sheriff told him. Sprout continued to slowly pull out to his medial ring and push back in, and soon had a steady rhythm going.

Sprout was trying to keep himself from being overwhelmed with euphoria. Hitch was so warm and tight... Tight enough where Sprout was wondering if he was going to be able to overcome the pressure and release. This was unlike anything he had felt before, different from the countless hoofjobs he had given himself, rubbing himself through his diaper, or even Izzy's magic assistance.

"H-Hitch... I... I don't know if I can hang on..." Sprout stammered.

"Hardly expected you to with how I was teasing you earlier, so you do you, buddy. Go on and show daddy what a big boy you can be!" Hitch encouraged, spreading his legs as far as he could. He felt Sprout's rhythm falter, and his thrusts became much stronger and faster for a moment.

For Sprout, it was a moment of desperation. Hitch's hold on his stallionhood was so hot, so tight, that he wasn't sure if he was going to be able to release. He gave out a whine as the building pressure seemed to fade, and in a moment of panic, he increased his thrusting pace, and the pressure returned with a vengeance. He let out a cry of bliss as he hilted, pressing against Hitch and feeling the diaper squish between his balls and Hitch's dock, and finally, the pressure found the one available exit at his flared tip, and it erupted up into the stallion laying on his back.

Hitch had already achieved released before dessert, so he had a bit more clarity than Sprout, and he moaned softly when he felt Sprout's seed begin to fill him, looking up at his tongue hanging out of his mouth. He laid there and felt the throb's of Sprout's erection pulse through his nether regions, and slowly come to a stop.

Sprout let out a long exhale, not even realizing he was holding his breath as he went limp, and nearly fell back off the bed, if Hitch hadn't sat up to take hold of him by his barrel and keep him from going back.

"Whoa there, easy does it, Sprout. Took a lot out of ya, huh? What a good boy, you did it," Hitch praised, leaning back and pulling Sprout with him. His back his the sheets again, and he raised his neck to give Sprout a peck on the snout.

"Th... Tha... That was... Wow..." Sprout said, still catching his breath.

"Well, a deal is a deal. So when you've caught your breath, pull out slowly, and go grab a diaper and powder from your bag on the floor, alright?" Hitch told him.

Suddenly remembering why he had agreed to this, Sprout's mind came back into focus, and he slowly pulled himself out of Hitch before his erection began to shrink. Before he got off the bed, Hitch pulled the diaper back up over his stallionhood, and made sure the tapes were still tight. With that, Sprout quickly got down to the floor and grabbed the next diaper poking out of the bag, along with the bottle of foal powder. He had never done this before, and while he wanted to get it right, he also wanted to get it under Hitch before any of his deposit began to leak out.

He stayed focused, pushing through the afterglow as he got the diaper unfolded and quickly fluffed, before having Hitch lift up and got the back tape fastened around his dock. When Hitch laid back down, a small glob of Sprout's seed seeped out and dripped down into the absorbent layers. Sprout opened the bottle of foal powder, and quickly got his boyfriend's nether regions dusted, before he twisted it shut, set it to the side, and brought the front of it up between Hitch's back legs.

Hitch was just a tad bigger than Sprout, but luckily, the diapers that were bought for him ran a little large, so he had no trouble smoothing the front landing zone against his stomach, bringing the back wings up, and getting each tape securely fastened.

"Well..." Hitch began, giving his back legs a little wiggle as Sprout put the bottle of powder back in the bag. "Not bad, Sprout. I mean, I think. I guess I'd have to wear this more than once to know if you did a good job."

"You want to?" Sprout asked as he hopped back up on the bed, crawling over to the head with Hitch as they each got under the covers.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, Sprout. I agreed to tonight," Hitch replied.

"Right, sorry. Still... Wow... I can't... I can't make up my mind which I like best... Going in my diapers, or going in you..."

Hitch gave him a smile as they snuggled in close to each other, figuring they'd better get it in now, because come morning, they'd be on separate sides of the bed, nearly falling off the mattress.

"There's nothing wrong with mixing it up every now and then, Sprout. It's not supposed to be better than something else, it's just supposed to be different."

Sprout nodded as he let Hitch wrap his forelegs around him, feeling the front of his diaper press into his tail and dock.

It didn't matter how much he was dreading the morning and revealing their relationship to his mom; that would come regardless, so he would live in the moment and enjoy this until he was fast asleep.

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