Friendship is Magic...With Benefits

Dusk lifted his saddlebag onto the table and readied his checklist for its third double-double-checking. This was by far the most important check of the activity. Now that the supplies had been moved into the saddlebag he had to make sure he wasn’t forgetting anything after all.

“Collar.” Dusk floated a purple collar and leash out of the bag. Butterscotch probably had one already, but it wouldn’t do to be caught unprepared. Dusk had even gone to the trouble of embroidering the pegasus’s name on it. It was sloppy, but at least it was probably comfy. “Check.”

“Lube.” Dusk replaced the collar and pulled out a small glass bottle filled with a pinkish-purple liquid. Again, this was probably unnecessary. Elusive had been very clear about Butterscotch preferring it rough. Even if the unicorn did lose control of his little stretching spell midway through, he was likely to enjoy it. Still, it didn’t hurt to prepare just in case.. “Check.”

“Tissues.” This time Dusk pulled out a rather hefty roll of paper. It was more reminiscent of a roll of paper towels than what tissues would typically call to mind, but the fabric was perfectly soft. Unlike the previous two entries, this was a necessity. It simply wouldn’t be polite to let his friend waste any of his own disposable wipes. He needed those for the animals. “Check.”

“And tips.” This one was also a necessity; though admittedly bringing an actual physical copy along was probably a little silly, still it wouldn’t hurt to have something along as a reminder. Dusk floated the little booklet out of his bag. It was a small black cloth thing with “Elusive’s tips,” embroidered on the side in silver thread.

He opened the book to its first page. “Butterscotch will only respond if you take the initiative. Make things crystal clear, or he’ll brush it off.” The tips for Butterscotch were the entire first section. Dusk had asked Elusive to prepare this book in preparation for his time with the pegasus, so that only made sense.

“Check,” Dusk thought aloud as he made the last mark on his list. Reminding himself of this first crucial tip was the last thing he had to do, and now he was ready to go get his pegasus. With confidence, Dusk replaced the tips, set aside his list, and donned his saddlebags.

After he left his home and finally began his journey towards his friend’s cottage , it dawned on Dusk that he was really overthinking this whole thing. He had already set the date up with Scotch after all, and Scotch had specifically said that they’d meet up at the cottage when they made the date. That meant that he probably had everything ready there. Dusk had even noted how unnecessary his preparations were while he was making them.

With another deep breath, the unicorn concluded that he was just doing all of this to calm his nerves. All of this preparation did nothing but ruin it for Butterscotch, at least if what Elusive said was accurate. Still, Dusk wasn’t sure if he’d be able to manage this any other way in the long run. He’d just need to remember to forget himself in the short run. “Take control...” he muttered as a reminder to do just that.

The cottage was in view now. Butterscotch was too; busy feeding the fish in his pond. Dusk bit his lip as he watched the yellow stallion dance obliviously while humming and spreading the crumbs onto the water. While watching the graceful sashay of his hips, Dusk made up his mind to take control firmly by the haunches.

“Hey there, sexy,” Dusk moved quickly to give his friend a playful smack right on the cutie mark. Butterscotch stiffened quickly and leapt away, dropping his feed scoop along the way. He did relax noticeably upon seeing the now rather embarrassed Dusk was behind the attack.

“Oh…um…hi Dusk.” Butterscotch now wore a blush to match Dusk’s, and both ponies were left standing awkwardly for a moment after the nervous hello. In the end, it actually fell to Butterscotch to break the silence. “So…are you here for our date then?”

Dusk stopped nervously shuffling his hooves after the pegasus acknowledged the date. In his paranoid imagination he had thought that Butterscotch might have decided against their tryst thanks to the inappropriate greeting. “Y-yes, that’s why…” Dusk trailed off nervously while shuffling his hooves for a second. Then he remembered that he was supposed to be taking charge. “That’s why I’m here,” he suddenly said in a more demanding tone. He even threw in a hoof stomp for added effect.

Butterscotch’s wings fluttered a little once Dusk’s hoof hit the ground. He looked like he was going to say something after that, but Dusk was too busy taking control to care. The pegasus wasn’t able to get a word out before Dusk seized him passionately by the lips. Butterscotch didn’t shrink away from the aggressive action this time. He went along with it quite laxly; letting Dusk explore his mouth calmly with little action of his own other than to keep the orifice open.

This passivity left the pegasus when Dusk decided to take things further with a little bit of magic. His horn began to glow with its usual violet light, and within a second Butterscotch had let out a loud gasp and jerked backward.

“Umm, D-Dusk,” Butterscotch squirmed awkwardly and mumbled his speech. Dusk responded to this by probing a touch more vigorously with his magic, prompting another gasp and causing Butterscotch’s tail to lift reflexively. The unicorn smiled rather proudly at the work he had done. He was particularly proud of how his friend’s stallionhood had begun to show its head rather prominently. Dusk hadn’t even moved to touch him there yet.

The pride evaporated quickly when Butterscotch sat down and abruptly covered himself with both his hooves and his wings. Whatever Dusk had left was gone instantly after he heard the pegasus meekly utter, “Stop.”

Dusk followed the request immediately and took a nervous step back. “I-I’m sorry,” he said, rapidly approaching a state of panic, “Did I hurt you?”

Butterscotch quickly shook his head in response before glancing back up at his friend. Dusk calmed somewhat upon seeing that the yellow stallion was blushing, but still smiling. “N-no,” he stuttered, “It’s j-just that…this is k-kind of public isn’t it?” Butterscotch glanced around nervously as he spoke. Dusk followed his lead and took a look around.

There was nopony in sight as far as the unicorn could tell. Even the animals seemed to have taken their leave. Dusk pondered whether or not they might be aware of what their caregiver was doing as he stared into the now weirdly vacant pond that Butterscotch had been tending to just a moment ago. The food was even untouched.

Still, Dusk certainly didn’t intend to make his companion feel uncomfortable, so he nodded politely and smiled nervously back at the blushing Butterscotch. “Alright, if you prefer we can head inside,” he said, trying his best to get his composure back. The pegasus nodded enthusiastically, but made no other move; even after Dusk had taken a few steps toward the cottage. “D-do you need a minute?” the unicorn asked.

Butterscotch blushed even more brightly and nodded again. “Y-you can get going. I’ll meet you up there.” He gestured towards the house with a foreleg as he spoke; giving Dusk what he thought was a chance to peer at what was behind them. Sadly, the purple stallion could only catch a glimpse before it was covered up again.

He nodded and trotted into Butterscotch’s home. He didn’t stop to take in the scenery on his way upstairs, but he couldn’t help but notice that it was weirdly quiet. He stopped just at the top of the stairs to take a look around. Strangely, the only animal he could actually see in full view was Butterscotch’s pet bunny, Angel, and even she seemed to be actively ignoring him. It was more than a touch creepy, but not quite enough to deter Dusk, just make him nervous. He decided it was best to continue upstairs without dwelling on the matter.

Once up there, Dusk set his saddlebags beside the bed and took a seat. More than a touch nervous about waiting Dusk reached into his saddlebag for the book of tips, hoping looking it over again would calm him. He opened to a random page and read it. “

Applejack likes it cowgirl. Try to aim for the face.” Dusk quickly closed it upon seeing the wrong name and turn to another, slightly less random page.

“With Butterscotch, it’s best to start with oral. Nothing gets him ready faster than a blowjob.” Dusk nodded to himself, happy to be reminded of such a useful passage. He would have gone on to read the next page from there, but just after he’d turned pages he heard a fluttering at the window and slammed the thing shut before tossing it aside.

“Hi, Scotch,” he said nervously, hoping that his friend hadn’t seen the booklet.

Scotch, thankfully, didn’t give any indication that he had. He just floated inside with his nervous smile and said, “Sorry I took so long. It um…took me longer to calm down than I thought.” He scratched his neck nervously as he spoke, inadvertently drawing Dusk’s attention to the lime green collar he was now sporting. “Butterscotch,” was embroidered on the side of it in thread almost identical to that on the unicorn’s booklet.

“That’s a nice collar,” Dusk said. A bit of annoyance came through in his speech, much to his further annoyance. Yet another preparation had proven to be pointless.

“E-Elusive told me you’d like it,” Butterscotch said nervously.

Dusk brightened himself up immediately with a smile. “I do like it,” Dusk said, nervously trying to brighten up his tone, “I just said it looks nice.” Butterscotch smiled and blushed a bit more brightly in response, but kept on with his nervous scratching. Catching on that he was waiting for a command of some sort, one of Elusive’s tips that the unicorn remembered clearly, Dusk spoke up again. “Come over here so I can get a better look.”

The nerves visibly faded away from Butterscotch’s face as he turned and smiled back at Dusk and trotted towards the bed. The way he walked couldn’t exactly be described as confident thanks to his slow and light step, but he didn’t exactly move shyly. In fact, he made sure to show off a touch once he’d climbed onto the bed and seated himself next to Dusk; his legs were fully splayed and his head turned to show off the collar.

Dusk moved in to take a look at the collar like he said he would, but he didn’t linger on it very long. Elusive did nice work, but it still wasn’t what he was hoping to look at. He turned his attention right to Butterscotch’s crotch. The stallion had indeed, “calmed himself down.” Of course, going off of Elusive’s advice, Dusk knew exactly what to do in order to rile him up again.

Without delay, the unicorn moved right down into his partner’s crotch and gave his balls a good lick. At the same time, he drew a little from personal experience and lit up his horn with intent to help Butterscotch stretch a little. The pegasus responds quickly with a gasp. His stallionhood responded quicker still, immediately perking up. Dusk moved up and down Butterscotch’s length with light licking as it grew. Once it reached what he suspected was its full length, he did so even more vigorously, wrapping his lips around the side as he moved.

With his horn busy trying to please Butterscotch, Dusk was forced to use a hoof to pleasure himself. He did so gently so as not to finish too quickly, he just couldn’t resist at least the effort needed to keep it as hard as he could.

Butterscotch wasn’t being particularly responsive after the initial gasp. Dusk glanced upward in hopes of finding some form of encouragement to keep going. Instead, he saw that the pegasus was just nervously blushing and staring off at something. Upon following Butterscotch’s gaze, Dusk found himself staring directly at his own crotch.

The realization dawned instantly. Dusk stopped his spell and sat up to give his partner a kiss on the cheek. “Did you want to give it a go now?” he asked with an embarrassed grin on his face. Butterscotch didn’t need any further prompting. He smiled and returned the kiss with a peck on the lips, and then he moved straight down and started kissing Dusk’s crotch. After that he moved on to kissing Dusk’s stallionhood in earnest and the kissing quickly turned to licking. The unicorn had to stop himself from drooling as he watched his lover work.

The licking didn’t last much longer than the kissing had. It was only a short minute before Butterscotch had moved from Dusk’s length down to his balls and started suckling them. He looked up at his partner for approval, and the unicorn nodded him on. After that, Dusk elected to lay back and enjoy the treatment in order to allow Butterscotch better access. He wasn’t disappointed when his partner readily took both of his orbs in at once right after.

Drool dripped steadily onto a pillow now as Dusk turned his head and opened his mouth in order to breathe more readily, resulting in what could only be called panting. Panting then gave way to moaning when Butterscotch let go of Dusk’s balls and returned to licking up his shaft. The moaning was then quickly replaced by a gasp when he finally wrapped his lips around it.

“Th-that’s nice,” Dusk said, lifting his head to get a look at his lover. Butterscotch didn’t move his head very much or very quickly. He was focused almost exclusively on the tip of his partner’s stallionhood; licking it vigorously and bobbing only enough to move it around to the sides of his mouth. His hooves, meanwhile, kept the shaft in place while he worked it. Dusk was both intrigued by the technique itself and overcome by how great it felt. Both factors contributed nicely to how much he was enjoying the treatment.

Butterscotch’s head stopped moving entirely after a moment and his hooves began massaging Dusk’s length. This slight change in technique got Dusk panting again, and his hips started thrusting of their own volition. Butterscotch’s head started moving again in turn, bobbing ever so slightly lower than before while his hooves worked.

Dusk sat up slowly and placed a hoof on Butterscotch’s neck, stroking roughly against the collar. “W-we don’t want to finish to soon right?” he said. The unicorn gave the collar a light tug, and Butterscotch paused in his work to glance up at him. Another pull on the collar by Dusk brought Butterscotch gently to chest height. “L-lay back.”

The order was clear, but for some reason Butterscotch hesitated in following it. Dusk felt himself starting to blush nervously as the pegasus stared awkwardly up at him with a smile. Then Butterscotch shyly leaned his head to the left, causing a bit of pink mane to fall onto Dusk’s hoof that was still gripping his collar. Understanding dawned on him once again, and Dusk immediately let go of the collar with a nervous bit of laughter. His hoof went on to cover his mouth as he chuckled in an attempt to hide his embarrassment.

The awkwardness subsided soon though. After Butterscotch had laid himself out neatly on the bed, Dusk’s thoughts had cleared again. All he could think about was how wonderful the pegasus looked like that, with his mane spread haphazardly around him and his eyes shut with an eager smile. His legs were lifted and spread above his nice and hard stallionhood in waiting.

Not wanting to leave him waiting, Dusk leaned forward above his lover and aligned his cock with Butterscotch’s rear. Another tip from Elusive’s book came to mind and, using a little magic, Dusk started rubbing his tip lightly against Butterscotch’s ring. The pre steadily dripping from his cock combine with the saliva still coating the head, allowed Dusk to push his way inside.

A rather loud gasp stopped Dusk before he got very deep. Before he could even pull out though, Butterscotch spoke up. “D-don’t stop,” he said before returning to a pattern of heavy breathing. Dusk happily responded to this request by pushing on. Without the aid of magic it was much rougher and a lot tighter then he was used to, and it was amazing.

Butterscotch’s gasps grew louder with every inch that Dusk pushed deeper inside of him. Eventually, this escalated into full blown shouting as Dusk finally reached as deep as he could and started really thrusting. In an effort to make him scream even louder, Dusk used his currently unoccupied horn to start massaging Butterscotch’s shaft. It didn’t entirely work, as Butterscotch responded by turning and biting a bit of the bedding, likely because he was being too noisy.

Dusk paused after a thrust to lean down and kissed his lover’s cheek. When Butterscotch looked up at him, he took the stallion by the lips and resumed pushing. The shouting continued soundlessly from that point, filling Dusk with his lover’s breath. Then it abruptly stopped at about the same time that Dusk felt something splash against his chin.

After breaking out of the kiss, Dusk watched Butterscotch squirm against the bed with his mouth clamped shut during the orgasm. Within a few moments, the pegasus had nicely covered himself in semen and started breathing again. It was too much, and Dusk could feel himself getting ready to burst.

Just before he finished, Dusk pulled himself out and refocused his spell. It took him only a few more second to climax from there, and he watched as his own semen mixed with the fluid already on Butterscotch’s chest. Butterscotch flinched ever so slightly with every spurt that landed until Dusk finished.

Once it was over Dusk collapsed happily beside Butterscotch and rested a hoof against his mane. By this point the pegasus had opened his eyes once more and locked a loving gaze on Dusk. “That was great, Dusk.” It came out like all at once mingled with the heavy breathy both stallions were doing. It was more breathed itself than actually said.

Dusk responded in kind with some breathing. “Yeah,” he said, “You were perfect.” Butterscotch blushed and shied away, looking at the opposite wall. “I mean it,” Dusk said as he moved in and kissed him on the shoulder while wrapping his forelegs around him.

“Th-thanks.” Butterscotch moved into the embrace as he spoke, resting warmly against Dusk.”H-how long do you want to stay before we clean up?” he asked shyly, half-turning to face the unicorn.

Dusk smiled and floated his saddlebags up to the bed in front of Butterscotch, speaking lovingly into his ear as he did so. “We can stay as long as you like,” he said, “Check in there.” Butterscotch turned away momentarily to rummage through the bags. With the book thrown somewhere in the room, Dusk couldn’t think of a reason to break away and look through the bag himself when Butterscotch could just grab the tissues.

He had forgotten about the collar until Butterscotch pulled it out. “What’s this?” the pegasus asked. Dusk couldn’t think of a proper excuse so he said nothing. He just blushed. “Did you make this, Dusk?” Butterscotch continued.

“Yeah,” Dusk mumbled. Butterscotch felt the collar around his neck as he looked at the purple mess. The embroidering in particular seemed to draw his attention. “I didn’t think you’d have one,” Dusk continued nervously as the pegasus rolled it over in a hoof.

“I forgot the leash,” Butterscotch mumbled shyly before half-turning to look back at Dusk. He was blushing even brighter than Dusk was. “Um…I’m sorry. M-maybe I can just wear this one next time?” Dusk was too stunned to speak for a moment, so he kept going. “I-I mean it looks like it’ll be comfy, a-and I don’t really have one to go with Elusive’s collar.”

The only response that Butterscotch got for a moment after that was a tighter hug and a few more kisses from Dusk. Once he’d finished, the unicorn laid his head against his lover’s cheek and spoke up again. “I’d like that a lot,” was all he said before starting up again.