Let the 'punishment' fit the...crime?
Author's Note
This is pretty much just something I did to see if I could actually write an M/M story. So...let me know what you think and if you wanna see try and do another or so.
Yeah...I know it's been a while, lotta crap's been happening, especially the last year. Hoping I can finally get myself motivated to getting back to some of these.
Nighttime Encounter.
Macintosh huffed in annoyance at seeing another three apple cores on the ground. 'Right beside the dadburned basket, again!' He thought. They could've at least thrown them away!
This marked the sixth time in almost as many nights that they've found somepony was skulking about the orchards. For some reason, they had yet to catch the troublemaker. They only seemed to come out at night, damn near vanishing as soon as the sun started coming up. While they weren't exactly doing really evil, eating all those apples like that was still stealing, as well as sneaking around on the property.
As far as Big Macintosh was concerned, this was gonna be the last night. 'Gonna catch that varmint this time!'
It was a clear night, so he could make his way around easily enough from the moonlight. And it meant he didn't need a flashlight and risk the trespasser spotting him. He took a deep breath and started his search.
'Gotta admit, this place feels a mite different from daytime.' Mac thought, moving around as quietly as he could around the trees. He'd been searching for half an hour now and no sign of his target. Though, in all honesty, he wasn't sure what to look for. Heck, Bloom suggested maybe it was an animal that was eating them...
Rustle
He froze. "Wha...?" His eyes darted about to try and see where that sound came from.
Rustle, rustle
He spun around to where he was sure it came from and slowly followed the sound. The rustles continued, mixed with a few small grunts and other sounds. Macintosh couldn't help smirking in satisfaction. 'Found ya!'
Stuck in one of the shrubs they let grow was a small figure. Bent over with their backside on display, the markings and tail quickly identified them as a zebra.
'Huh, 'nother zebra?' He noted the stranger was built a lot like some of the younger mares in town. 'One of Zecora's relatives, maybe?' Macintosh asked
himself, wondering what brought her to Ponyville. He watched her squirm for a second and frowned; related or not, this filly needed a lesson in trespassing and stealing.
The noise she made managed to cover his hoofsteps as he slowly neared her. 'Have to admit, that's a cute caboose.' He briefly admired the rear she sported, a little large for her frame, but looked firm. Also, the jockstrap she had on for some reason showed off her onyx-colored ponut.
Remembering what Granny Smith taught him, as soon as he was close, Macintosh thrust his hand up between the zebra's legs, grabbing hold of whatever was there, and lifted them onto tiptoe. "Gotcha!" He said over the squeal of surprise. The satisfaction of catching the trespasser quickly faded into confusion at what was in his hand 'Wait...mares don't normally have a set of plums down there...or a pecker...'
Meanwhile, the owner squirmed in his grip. "Who-who's there??" The voice was most definitely male. "I can explain...!"
"Oh? Then how 'bout startin' with who ya are an' why yer trespassin' on private property?" Showing off a bit of strength, he lifted the zebra full off the ground, forcing him to squeeze his thighs around Mac's hand.
"My-my names Cubaahhh..." He moaned slightly. "Cubic Zirconium, and I dunno how I got here! Honest!" He squeaked when Macintosh tightened his grip slightly. "All I remember is finding a sheet of paper with weird writing on it; I tried to read it and everything went black. Woke up in this orchard."
Mac paused when he heard that. He'd been around Twilight Sparkle enough to recognize a spell book page. 'A spell gone wrong, I guess.' "All right, Ah can buy that, but why were ya still skulkin' around at night?"
"Panicked! No idea where I was and couldn't figure out where the exit was! Didn't know who was around so going out at night seemed like the safest choice."
"Well...can't really find fault with that..."
"Um..." There was a slow exhale from Cubic. "Could....you help me out of this? I got stuck."
"Huh? Oh, sure." He grabbed the zebra's hip with his free hand and pulled him out with a firm tug. "There ya...go..." Mac paused when he saw the zebra. His mane was in a short mohawk with dark blue eyes, a brow piercing and a notch in his right ear. A slender build, along with rather effeminate looks, had what could be be mistaken for a filly his size. 'Damn...he's as cute as some of the mares around...
Meanwhile, Cubic's cheeks reddened at the size of the stallion holding him. He was more than twice his size, and built. "I...I...Thanks...um..." He fidgeted in his attempt to keep from rubbing against the hand he was in.
"A-are you gettin' hard...?" Mac ask, feeling a growing stiffness.
"Yeah..." Cubic blushed. "Your hand feels really good."
"Oh. Thanks?"
Once the slightly awkward feeling passed, Mac was guiding Cubic back to the house to let him explain himself. "Ah can understand doin' what ya gotta do sometimes, and why ya did all that, but the fact remains yer gonna have to do something to make up for them apples you ate. Or Granny and Applejack'll never let me hear the end of it"
"Yeah...I heard the rants your sister went on a couple of times..." Cubic whimpered. "She's scary..."
"Can be. But Granny can rein her in." Mac patted his shoulder. "She'll probably just ask you to pay for 'em."
"Yeah...about that." Cubic turned around to face him, biting his lip shyly. "I think it's fairly obvious I don't have a bit on me." He did a twirl to show the thong was all he had on and even it had trouble keeping his package covered. "So...maybe I can provide a different form of..." He reached up and slid his hand onto Big Mac's crotch, cupping him. "...payment?"
Macintosh blushed, feeling the smaller stallion knead his balls through the fabric. It wasn't the first time he'd been crotch-grabbed before. Hell, wasn't the first time another male did it...he felt his dick twitch in his pants when he remembered him and Brayburn getting drunk one time...then giving each other blowjobs.
That was probably the day he realized he was bi, since he did it again that night.
"What's wrong?" Cubic grinned and started kneading him through his pants. "Never had a femcolt play with your meat?"
"N-not-uhn..." He grunted when Cubic gave him a tug. "Not really. Yer...yer serious but this?"
"Quite." He replied, unbuckling him. "Besides, I love stallions bigger than-woop!" He ducked when Macintosh jr. sprang out, already at full mast. "Oh yesss.." He purred.
"Uh, thanksssoooCelestia..!" Mac moaned as Cubic began kissing along his shaft, forcing him to lean against the tree he was beside. "Yer...yer good at this." He shivered at the lips trailing down to the base of his dick.
"I've had plenty of experience." Cubic replied, nuzzling his scrotum and giving down balls a lick. "A lot of zebra stallions act like their all that, but grab one by his nuts, he'll do anything you want." He ran his tongue along the sack then moved back up his length. The moment he reached the tip, Cubic impaled himself orally on the thing, almost reaching the base again before his head began bobbing on it in a steady rhythm amidst loud slurps, sucking sounds and Macintosh's moans of pleasure.
Unable to control himself, he gripped the back of Cubic's head and pulled it back down to his base, getting him to make a brief sound of surprise before he let out a pleasured moan of his own. He look up at Mac, smiled, then closed his eyes and relaxed, giving him the go-ahead to use him.
Without a second though, Mac pushed his pants down with his free hand until they dropped off on their own, letting him kick them aside. Soon as they were off, he started thrusting into the zebra's welcoming mouth. "No gag reflex?"
"Mm-mm." Cubic shook his head slightly, enjoying the taste of stallion meat in his throat. He palmed Mac's scrotum and teasingly rolled them around in his grip earning a grunt.
"Heh, ya like those apples of mine, huh?"
"Mm-hm!" Cubic giggled, making sure Mac could see him slip his other hand in the thong and play with himself.
"Hmm...Celestia, yer mouth feels amazin'." He moaned, picking up speed slightly. "Feels...feels like ah'm bout to but mah nut already..!"
Cubic just smiled, tail wagging at the compliment. He'd been told that by a few stallions.
"B-buuuuck!" Mac pulled Cubic's face against his crotch, giving him a noseful of his pubic hair. Hips bucking franticly, he spilled into his mouth.
"Mmm!" His tail wagged even harder as he swiftly gulped down the load of hot spunk. Alternating between sucking and gulping, he kept a grip on Macintosh's balls, refusing to let go until the stallion milked himself dry.
"Sweet honeycrisp..." Mac panted, sitting on a nearby rock, watching Cubic lick him clean. "Ah'd say that's definitely worth a few apples."
"The apples, maybe..." Cubic purred, crawling into his lap. "There's still the trespassing."
"Oh." Mac couldn't help grinning.
Let the 'punishment' fit the...crime?
Author's Note
Think this feels like a good way to complete this particular story.
Aftermath.
It'd been close to a week since Mac had caught Cubic in the orchard. Granny Smith and Applejack had given the zebra a fair scolding for swiping the apples, but understood the reason. Both were initially be suspicious of Mac bringing him home, but they were surprisingly welcoming, Granny even telling him it was 'bout time that boy found someone'.
Right now he was floating in a small pond the Apples liked to use as an impromptu swimming pool, watching Big Mac putting up the last batch of apples for the season. Apple Bloom had lent him a pair of her older shorts which surprisingly fit him.
Watching his new boyfriend dump the final barrel into a storage bin, Cubic grinned as a slightly mischievous idea came to him.
"Whew, that's the last of 'em." Mac wiped his forehead off. "Now Ah can kick back for a few..." It was still daylight so he decided a swim would hit the spot.
"Huh, could've sworn Cubic was here." He mused, not seeing a soul around. "Must've gone in."
Normally, Granny Smith would give them grief if they went skinny dipping. 'Last thing Ah need to know is the chance yer playin' with yerselves in the pool!' However, she'd convinced Applejack and Apple Bloom to go with her to the spa; they'd be gone all day.
Glancing around to see there wasn't a soul in sight, Mac unzipped his pants and slipped them off, exposing himself to the world. He sat down at the edge of the pond and draped his legs into the water...
*Splash!*
"Gotcha!" Cubic yelled as he leapt out from having been underwater, pulling himself into Mac's lap and wrapping both legs around him.
"Tarnation!" Mac yelped, catching the zebra on reflex and nearly tumbling back. "Cubic? Where in sam hill'd you come from??"
"Taught myself to hold my breath for a good while." He grinned, wiggling his hips against Mac to get comfy, not even bothering to hide that he was naked as well.
"Cheeky varmint. " Mac groaned slightly as he felt his already growing erection slip in between the zebra's pert asscheeks.
Cubic just smiled and kissed him. "And you love iii-ooh!" He gasped when Mac gave his rear a swat.
"True." Mac smirked, then saw the look of arousal on Cubic's face. He gave the same cheek another smack, getting a moan in return. "Well, what do you know..."
"What can I say? Spanking turns me on." Cubic purred. "Though, there's a few other things I wouldn't mind you doing to my ass."
"Oh?" Mac grinned, before suddenly rolling over and putting Cubic under him. "Ah can think of something."
Cubic blushed and bit his lip, eager to see what he'd do. "Ooh!" He squealed when Mac grasped his hips and easily lifted his lower body up.
"But first..." He lifted until both legs were draping over his shoulders. Then, he began planting slow kisses up the femboy's inner thigh.
"Mmm...." Cubic shivered in delight. "Kinda ticklEEE!" He squealed when Mac's lips suddenly wrapped around his balls, followed by the larger stallion's tongue lathing over them. "Mac...ohh..oh yesss." He moaned, crossing his legs around the back of his boyfriend's head.
Mac bounced Cubic's scrotum on his tongue for a moment before letting go. "No sense ignorin' the boys." He said, then gave the dainty-looking erection a slow lick, making the hips buck in response. "Or this cute lil pecker of yours." He licked it again, then went down on him with a greedy slurp.
"Oh, F-Faust..." Cubic moaned. "Heh...never-haaa...never had mine sucked before..."
"eh-er?' Mac asked, head visibly bobbing on him.
"N-no...usually I gave the head. Oh...that feels sooo gooood..."
Mac just smiled and sucked harder, earning a louder moan and Cubic's legs wrapping around his head. The extra support was enough to let him hold the zebra with one hand while his other moved to stroke his hard-on. Each pump made him moan slightly, which in turn made his mouth vibrate on Cubic's erection.
""M-Maaaaac!" Cubic cried, reaching his limit and spraying the inside of his boyfriend's mouth when his hot load. He grabbed the back of the stallion's head and bucked hard, squinting hard with each thrust.
Mac's eyes widened slightly, but he simply grinned and swallowed, humming on the dick in his mouth with each gulp.
"Ah...ah..." Cubic panted, the last weak spurt telling them both he was drained. "Fa...Faust...that was amaz-!" His voice died in his throat when Mac's tongue lathed against him as he pulled off, licking him clean.
"Now, Ah hope that didn't take everything outta you." Mac grinned, kissing the base of his erection.
Before Cubic could ask, he was lowered down until he felt the tip of an erection pressing in between his cheeks. "Oh.." He blush, biting his lip in anticipation. "Well, I did say you could do more to my ass."
"Eyup." Lining himself up with Cubic's anus, he slowly pushed in.
The zebra let out several cute squeaks and moans as his backdoor was invaded before the penis finally gained access with a light *pop*. "T-Tight!" Cubic gasped, slowly descending onto the shaft.
"Ah...Ah'll say..." Mac grunted, fighting the urge to start pounding on the smaller stallion's ass until he was ready.
Cubic panted slightly, arms and legs wrapped around his boyfriend. "O-ok..." He smiled. "I'm ready."
"Alright." Licking his lips, Mac began to slowly lift him up and down, both moaning in pleasure.
"Wow...I - oh yeah...I've never been used like a fleshlight before..." Cubic blushed and kissed him. "I like it."
"Aim to please."
"Heh...you can go harder if you want."
"Well, if you insist..." He start bucking up with each downward pull, causing an audible smack of flesh and squeals of delight.
"F-Faust!" Cubic arched his back. "Don't you dare stop!"
"Wouldn't think of it." The two continued their love making well through the afternoon...