Friendship is Magic...With Benefits

“Gah!” Applejack let loose a satisfied gasp after finishing a refreshing bottle of cider. With a smile plastered on his face he then sighed and stood up. Nice as a break had been, there was still plenty of work to be done.

Harvesting was tiring but hardly grueling work. Nowadays Applejack didn’t even really think as he did it. Buck a tree, put stray apples in the bins, repeat until sundown then cart the apples to the cellar. Honestly he thought it was kind of relaxing. It was kind of like that meditation thing Elusive went on about sometimes, except it was better because you were actually getting something done instead of just sitting around.

It was in this state of meditation that Bubble Berry first tried to get Applejack’s attention. Applejack became aware of the pink stallion when he looked up from one of the bins. He had a huge grin on his face as usual and had seemingly appeared from nowhere, again, as usual. Since he was still working, Applejack chose to ignore this somewhat surprising appearance and move on to the next tree. Berry was waiting behind that bin too.

It took a few more rounds of this routine before Applejack finally spoke up. “Somethin’ you needed, Berry?”

“Oh, not really…” Berry’s smile vanished quickly and he went to dismissively looking at his hooves. “I just wanted to see how my good friend Applejack was doing.” By the time the second sentence had finished and Berry turned his eyes away from his hooves, Applejack had already moved on to the next tree. Berry was by the bin when he finished there too. He was smiling again. “So how are you doing?”

“Just fine,” Applejack smiled back and tilted his hat to Berry before moving on to the next tree. This time Berry was there when he turned around to start bucking. “Ah’ am kinda busy with work though, Berry.”

“I noticed,” Berry said cheerfully. Applejack went ahead and kept bucking in spite of his presence. “How’s the harvest going?”

“Ah’d say it’s goin’ pretty well. Thanks fer askin’.” Applejack lifted his head to see Berry busily juggling the stray apples. In spite of himself, he chuckled. “And thanks fer the help too, but it’d be much more helpful if ya’d actually put them in away instead of playin’ with ‘em.” Berry immediately stopped juggling once Applejack spoke. To nopony’s surprise, every apple landed right in the bin. Applejack just chuckled and shook his head. It wasn’t worth questioning how things worked around Berry.

Berry giggled himself in response to his friend’s chuckle. “You like that trick, AJ? I’ve got more.” Excitedly the pink stallion reached for an apple. His friend stopped his hoof just short of the bin.

“Sorry, sugarcube, but Ah’ve got work ta’ get to.” He nodded to Berry and got trotting to the next tree. When he turned around he saw that the pink pony had failed to follow him. He just sat there looking disappointed. “Ya’ know, ah’ won’t be that much longer.” Applejack paused in his work and shot Berry a smile. Berry didn’t smile back, so he tried something else. “’Course you could always try somepony else in the meantime.”

“Dusk doesn’t have me scheduled for three weeks,” Berry complained, stamping a hoof, “And I looked all over for Blitz, but he keeps dodging me for some reason.”

Applejack nodded politely as he got back to bucking. It struck him about halfway through the kick what Berry was talking about. The realization caused him to misfire and accidentally buck the bark off the tree on his way to the ground.

The cowpony shook himself off and was back on his hooves in no time flat, spurred on by the sound of Berry’s giggling. Normally hearing his friend cheering up would have softened the pain a bit but Applejack knew the cheer wouldn’t last long in this case. “Well ah’m sorry to say ah’ can’t help ya’ right now, sugarcube,” he said as he dusted himself off and moved on.

This time Berry was in front of him before he reached the next tree. “Ah come on, AJ. You’re my last hope.” Berry leaned in close and gave Applejack his best puppy-dog eyes, but the cowpony just brushed him off and kept walking. A thud behind him informed Applejack that the pink stallion had leaned in a little too far.

When Applejack next turned around to buck a tree he saw that Berry had again failed to move from where he’d been left. He was now laying face first on the ground with his ass in the air. “Ya’ try Elusive?” Applejack asked as he lowered his hat to block the view. It didn’t help for long of course. After he finished bucking the tree and looked up the view was still there waiting for him.

Berry’s tail lifted playfully and his rear started shaking as he next spoke. “Yep, and Butterscotch too,” he said, still using a disappointed tone, “They’re having a tea party. I didn’t want to interrupt them.” Once he’d finished talking Berry reached back with a hoof and started sliding it up a hind leg. Applejack noticed but didn’t react to the action. He was busy processing the words, “tea party.”

It was a little code Berry liked to use. Whenever he said that two or three of the group were having a party it usually meant somepony was hooking up. The tea part was just to confirm it, it was the special word he had for Butterscotch and Elusive’s “parties.” A picture of the two together flooded his mind at the same time that Berry’s ass was flooding his vision.

It took a few moments for Applejack to realize he had stopped moving. Had Berry not suddenly increased his efforts he had no idea how long he might have been stuck. However a sudden moan from the prostrate pony knocked Applejack back to his senses, mostly because he could no longer take his mind off of Berry. The straying hoof had reached what was no doubt its destination from the start, and the swirling it did when it got there drew Applejack’s eyes inescapably to Berry’s anus.

“Besides,” Berry said, seductively continuing his thought from earlier, “I was kind of hoping that I wouldn’t have to pitch today.”

A shiver ran down Applejack’s spine as he forcefully pulled himself out of the fantasy’s cluttering his brain and turned away from Berry. He then calmly lowered his hat to cover his eyes and scrunched his hind legs uncomfortably together. With the help of a few deep breaths, this kept him nicely unaroused so he could get back to work.

“Ya’ve got toys don’tcha Berry,” he mumbled as he trotted toward the next tree. Applejack was hardly surprised to see Berry in front of the next tree ahead when he lifted his hat, but he was admittedly taken aback by the stallion’s position.

Berry was certainly making a show of himself. His back rested against the tree and his cock stood fully erect between two slightly raised hind legs. Applejack lowered his head and quickly trotted towards a different tree. Somehow, Berry was waiting there as well; this time lying on his side with a box marked “For Applejack” in his hooves.

“I’ve got a few of them with me,” the pink stallion said, tapping playfully on the lid of the box, “Of course, I was hoping for something more natural today, but hey I’m flexible.” Judging by the tone Applejack had no doubt that the last comment came with a sly wink or two. Of course he was already trotting away at that point, keeping his breathing up as best as he could.

At this point bucking was a no go, at least as far as trees were concerned, so the cowpony decided to just head for the carts. If nothing else it made him a moving target. He wasn’t quite a fast enough target to keep away from Berry though. Applejack saw him trotting leisurely alongside him in seconds.

“Come on, Applejack. I know you want to. You’re really bad at hiding it.” Applejack couldn’t deny that much. All he was doing right now was resisting, and not too well if he was to judge by the stirring in his nether region. All he could manage was to try and shake his head in denial. It came out as more of a nod.

Berry was getting more determined by the moment. He’d even moved on from simply flaunting himself to an even more direct approach. Despite his best efforts Applejack couldn’t find the strength to protest when the pink stallion moved in and started kissing his neck. His continued attempts to resist arousal overpowered reason at that point and Applejack stopped in his tracks in order to focus on maintaining his breathing. Of course all this did was give Berry easy access to the rest of his body.

In short time Berry started kissing lower, making Applejack’s breathing stifle just a bit. That was until the breath’s pattern was broken completely when the pink pony moved a hoof to Applejack’s groin and started stroking. The aggressive fondling coupled with the lips now caressing his thigh were the final straw for Applejack. “A-a’right, Berry…you win.”

“I win!?” Berry said cheerfully while pulling away from Applejack. Cheerfully he clapped his hooves together before a sudden realization seemed to strike him. Still smiling he looked down at his still erect shaft, then back to Applejack. “So…what do I win?”

The shift in mood was enough to be jarring, but Applejack had to admit he was kind of thankful for it. After all, it gave him a second to compose himself. “Ah’ think ya’ know what you’ve won, sugarcube,” he said, chuckling afterwards. Berry complimented the chuckle with a giggle before giving Applejack a quick peck on the snout, and trotting behind him, making sure to show off as he walked.

Applejack turned around to see Berry lying down against a tree with his legs in the air again. This time a new touch had been added though, one that Applejack had to admit would’ve made the scene harder to resist had Berry used it before. The “For Applejack” box was open beside the pink stallion, and a large glass bottle was tipping out of it and dripping a familiar clear liquid. A fair bit of that liquid was coating a hoof that was currently probing the space between Berry’s splayed cheeks.

No longer resisting, Applejack moved to stand above the pink stallion, his steadily hardening cock aimed at Berry’s rear. He leaned in for a kiss, but Berry dodged his lips, instead opting to nibble on Applejack’s neck. At the same time the pink stallion finished playing with his hole and moved his hoof to start lubricating his partner’s shaft.

The tactic worked like a charm, and Applejack was grunting and at full mast within seconds. Moments after that he was mercilessly grinding against Berry’s hoof. Berry remove the hoof and Applejack immediately moved closer and started grinding against his cock.

“Ah’ hope yer ready, sugarcube,” Applejack grunted and pulled back, separating himself completely from berry for a moment, “Cause Ah’ wasn’t plannin’ on startin’ slow.”

Berry smiled and spread his hind legs a bit more. “I’ve been waiting all day, Applejack.” He wiggled his hips. “Come on.”

Applejack was true to his word. He did lean down slowly to bury his face into Berry’s chest, and his hips were positioned slowly and cautiously until the head of his cock was pushing gently against the pink stallion’s anus. But the second he was ready he showed no restraint; biting down on a tuft of pink fur, wrapping his forelegs around Berry, and slamming into the pink pony straightaway. If Berry wasn’t surprised by the quick penetration then he certainly sounded like it.

Shouts of, “Applejack,” and, “F-faster,” rang through the acres. Applejack inadvertently dragging Berry closer rather than just hanging on went unnoticed by both parties for some time. Berry was having enough trouble keeping up with the speed Applejack was thrusting with. He didn’t even register the tugging on his fur, and his head hitting the ground after he was jerked away from the tree was only worthy of a wordless shout.

Applejack didn’t even notice the shift in position until he broke away from Berry’s chest to gasp for air, planting his hooves properly on the ground and pulling away. While taking his breath he paused at full depth in the pink pony. Sweat dripped down on Berry as Applejack admired the view of his panting partner.

“W-why’d you stop, AJ?” Berry asked as he squirmed eagerly against Applejack’s crotch. A bit of heavy breathing accompanied the squirming. Apparently all that shouting had taken a lot out of him. After Applejack failed to respond in the span of a second, he impatiently added, “Come on. There’s no need to break for me.”
With a chuckle, Applejack started to slowly inch his way out of Berry. “No harm in just relaxin’ fer a moment now is there?”

It didn’t take long for Berry’s pleading, close-eyed expression to change into a knowing smile. “Oh, don’t make me beg, Applejack.” The panting had gone for the most part, and Berry was back to speaking in his usual cheerful manner, not even bothering with a seductive tone. His body kept on working though and with Applejack now more than halfway out the freedom of movement even allowed him to take up a new position. Now lying on his side, hooves and head resting on the nearby tree, Berry reached up with a hind leg and poked Applejack in the chest. “Pretty plea-?”

Applejack took a deep breath and thrust back in before Berry could really get to begging. It thankfully stopped the stallion right in his tracks, cutting him off mid-word. He wasn’t stopped for long though; Applejack was sure of that. So before Berry could get started up again, the cowpony leaned down and covered his mouth with a hoof.

“Much as Ah’d love to hear how much ya’ want it,” Applejack said as he pushed his was slowly in, pausing only when he had no choice, “It’d be real helpful if ya’ just saved all that energy for somethin’ else.” Berry was already eagerly nodding and grinding against him when he finished talking. “Alright then, partner. Hold on.”

With that said, Applejack planted his hooves once more and started pounding the pony below him. Berry took the suggestion to heart and quickly grabbed the tree with both his hooves and his mouth just as Applejack started. Even with a mouthful of tree though, the pink stallion’s moaning came through. A couple shouts did too, and Applejack couldn’t help but grin when one particular shout made Berry break away from the tree, even if only for a moment, to half-shout, “Applejack,” as loud as he could.

To be fair though, a fair part of that smile came from how Berry was clamping down on him in that moment, along with the bit of cum that splashed onto his hoof. That meant that the best part, in Applejack opinion at least, was on its way. Berry always got really ancy after he came.

True to expectations Berry started squirming like a madpony just a minute after his orgasm. There were no complaints to more bucking though as far as Applejack could tell. The moans just got louder as the pony’s grip on the tree started to loosen and the cowpony’s pace started to increase. Not long after that the pink stallion started kicking and, for lack of a better word, hopping back and forth against Applejack as he thrust.

It took a few more minute of this erratic bucking for Applejack to finally feel himself giving in. Never one to finish lightly, the cowpony hefted himself up onto his hind legs and planted his front hooves on the tree. Berry was forced to stop biting the bark as he was forced up against it cheek first. With a big smile on his face more cum splashed onto the pink pony’s coat. To his disappointment though, none manage to make it inside to him.

Applejack had managed to pull out at just the last second. He hadn’t even had enough time to properly aim for somewhere on Berry when he did. Some of it had landed on Berry’s rear, but most of it just splashed to the ground as Applejack panted, hooves back on the ground and snout next to Berry’s neck.

The pair took a minute to recover before somepony spoke up. It was Berry of course. “Why’d you pull out, AJ,” he asked, lifting Applejack’s chin up and smiling bright as ever, “I mean. Now we’re gonna have to go again.” He giggled and winked at the cowpony. Applejack just shook his head.

“Nope,” he said, pulling away from Berry. His smile was almost as big as the pink stallion’s but it was quite as cheerful. Someone with a bigger fondness for words might have called it, “devious.” “Sorry, sugarcube, but Ah’ didn’t want to have to clean ya’ up. No time to waste and all that.” Applejack chuckled and started trotting towards the apple carts as though he hadn’t been interrupted some time ago. Then after a few paces he suddenly stopped and turned back to Berry. “Ya’ comin or not? We’ve got a lot of Apples to haul before sundown.”

After that Applejack got walking again. Berry leapt up groggily to follow him, cheerfully pleading on the way, “Come on, Applejack. Just one more go.”