Thunder in the Doom of foalout
Thunder in the Doom of Foalout
It was late at night and Thunderbuck + Doomie were tired from a long day of scavenging the remains of the magic, nuclear winter. It was thought to be around December time in the BC wasteland, but nopony had any way of knowing due to most clocks and calendars were destroyed or maybe even the knowledge of how to read them was erased. For all our heroes knew, it was very cold outside.
The two of them wondered the rotten wooden shack they had built together just a few days ago, it wasn't like the warm, clean stable that Thunderbuck was used to or the insulated cave that Doomie knew from his foalhood, it wasn't much but it was a shield from the cold gale. Doomie had already started to get a fire going as Thunderbuck sat there and watched him intently as if all his hope rested on the match catching fire. Eventually the match inevitably caught fire; Thunderbuck gave a small, exhausted smile as the glare of the match caught the face of the handsome changeling sitting opposite him.
Doomie was a handsome changeling about the same height and age at Thunderbuck. He looked pretty much the same as any other changeling, but something was different about him that defined him that only Thunderbuck noticed, maybe it was he less aggressive nature and adoring smile that drew Thunderbuck in to allow them to become as brother or maybe even more than that.
Thunderbuck was quite the well built, good looking stallion Pegasus with long blonde and cherry red mane, with the red that matched his coat. He wasn't a big stallion, just a bit bigger than the average mare, through he wouldn't know that himself due to most mare he met were gun wielding, blood stained, crazy murders that earned themselves the name raiders. However due to Thunderbuck never finding a sane mare to be happy with in the BC wasteland, he was perfectly happy with the company he had that was his loyal “friend” Doomie the changeling!
On with the story, the match flickered just slowly glowing on Doomie’s face and reflecting from his clear blue eyes, knelt down to light the pile of green, and slightly glowing rotten logs. Within a few attempts a relights the fire began to grow into a beautiful orange flame with a hint of radioactive green in the centre.
The heat embraced the shivering Pegasus and Changeling, warming there bodies. Something was lacking, they still had a feeling of chill inside them, the both of them knew what they had to do but the embarrassment overtook their desire for warmth. Thunderbuck considered it looking over at Doomie contemplating whether he should or not. Would it be weird? Would it be too invading?
“No” he thought to himself as Doomie looking back at him.
Thunderbuck shot him a blushed and surprised look; thank Luna for his red coloured coat that his blush didn't show. Doomie gave a sadden look as he stared back into the fire. Thunderbuck gave sigh and stared deep into the fire, he begin to let his imagination run wild as his imagination created little orange soldiers shaped like ponies running round shooting bullets at each other that were in real pieces of ash.
Thunderbuck sat there in the mist he saw figures moving around in the dark mist, his fully loaded battle strapped tightly to his waist. He braced himself getting off the ground to take a stance, a whoosh of a bullet shot past his ear and kept him on the edge. He bit down hard of the mouth piece of the saddle and unloaded a shot into the mist, a shadow fell to the grounded without a sound.
He realized where he was and Doomie was no longer at his side, this sent him into a panic as he spun around looking for another shadow that possibly could be Doomie. Another bullet sound whooshed past him reminding him he was in a gun battle; he unloaded another few shots to origin of the shot. Nothing happened so he galloped forward toward the target drifting side to side to avoid any oncoming shots at him. He kept running but didn’t get close, he stopped to shoot again but his guns did nothing, his mouth piece was gone, he couldn’t feel the wait of the battle saddle. It was gone, maybe it fell off, and he was defenseless. He panicked shouting for Doomie in a hope he was appear with a second saddle and defend him from the shadow in the mist. Nopony came and Thunderbuck dropped to the ground and closed his eyes in a silent cry that he realized Doomie wasn’t there.
He opened his eyes to Doomie’s concerned but soon changed to smiling face when their eyes met. He was back in the shack with Doomie next the fire.
“Bad dream?” Doomie asked in a soft voice.
Thunderbuck said nothing but gave a look to where was, he lying on his back with his head rested on Doomie’s forelegs with the face of Doomie himself looking down upon him. He struggled to speak as he didn’t know the right words to say as his whole problem before his dream had just been solved, but he never gave a thought as to what he was do next. In a small delay Thunderbuck gave a quick nod and sigh, that’s when he noticed that Doomie was in no hurry to get Thunderbuck back off him.
The two of them stayed there silent for a moment until Thunderbuck plucked up the courage to give Doomie a tiny lick on the chin, Doomie just took it as accidental and a sign he was trying to get up. Realizing his failed attempt, Thunderbuck got up and sat next to Doomie in pity that it failed. Again there was another pause but this one last a lot longer.
Doomie had a saddened look growing on his lips, Thunderbuck noticed this but just like any school filly around her crush, he didn’t want Doomie to know that he had noticed. The duo sat there in a pity gazing into the fire with nothing happened between them.
Until, Thunderbuck had an idea, he knew it would be a bad idea, it could ruin everything, he knew it would be change, awkward and wrong if he did it, but he knew it was the only idea he could think of.
Mustering all the courage he could possibly find in himself, more courage needed to take on a large group of raiders he had already previous done, something more terrifying that the thought he could lose his life slowly to slavers. He built it up that his face turned redder than ever before even through his short, red fur. Doomie turned to say something to Thunderbuck, but he was stopped by what had just happened that shocked and stunned him more than anything else he had every experienced.
Doomie’s eyes were wide with surprise, but then the sheer thrill of what was happened let his eye lids relax and drop over his eyes, the same happened to Thunderbuck although he had his eyes already shut from hoping that he hadn’t made a terrible mistake.
A moment had past and no resistance had come from Doomie’s side, Thunderbuck didn’t know what to think that maybe what he did worked. Slowly he moved back and the lips of the cherry red Pegasus and the shiny black changeling parted, each feeling the slow breath of the other.
Thunderbuck opened his eyes slowly expecting to see the raged filled eyes of a very angry changeling, but instead he still saw the eyes of a changeling but they were twinkling. A wave of joy came over Thunderbuck as a slight smile grew on his face, as did on the face of Doomie.
There was another pause as the two of them wondered what would or should they do next. Thunderbuck raised a hoof and put a hoof on Doomie’s shoulder; he followed up by moving in and embraced him in his forelegs. Their lips met again, this time was much more amazing as it was without fear of resistance from either of them. Neither of them had had a coltcuddling moment before, but they knew between the both of them that this was not going to be the last.
Thunderbuck’s hoof began to wonder the body of Doomie; his skin was so smooth despite it resembling black, rubber latex. His hoof continued to wonder until he came to a familiar shape, one that he had not felt since before the night he left the stable, his touch made Doomie flinch but he could feel Doomie’s lips turn into more of a smile against his as they kissed.
His hoof began to gently rub growing rod between the changeling’s legs. This made it sigh from relief of this feeling breaking away from the kiss and leaning back onto the ground. Thunderbuck began to rub a little faster as he gazed upon the Doomie’s body lay in front of him.
Thunderbuck moved in slowly letting his breath touch on the flesh of Doomie, he let the tip of his tongue touch the very tip of Doomie’s rod followed by his lips pressing gently against it. Doomie let out gasp, followed my moan of pleasure as his body went limp and his head dropping back.
Thunderbuck’s tongue circled Doomie’s tip making stand hard and strong, slowly his lips begin to make the descent down the shaft rolling his tongue over it as he goes. Doomie made another loud sigh of the bliss he was feeling as Thunderbuck began to gently suck. Doomie’s hips began to jerk forward and back making movement in Thunderbuck’s mouth to give him any extra pleasure.
Doomie was building up from this and slowly nudged Thunderbuck off of himself stood up and turned his back to Thunderbuck. He leaned down showing off his revealed flank to Thunderbuck. Thunderbuck eyes fell on the sweet flank before him, he had always fantasized over this while they were travelling the wasteland when he walked behind Doomie, never in his dream would this fine flank be willing for him.
Thunderbuck snapped back into reality realize that Doomie was still waiting for him, slowly but surely the Pegasus inched forward and mounted the now ready changeling. The tip of Thunderbuck’s long been erection stallion-hood pressed against the soft, tight hole of Doomie’s flank.
Doomie groaned in pain as the hard shaft behind was slowly stretching him out. Thunderbuck felt like he was really hurting Doomie and slowed coming to a stop when he got about halfway in. After a minute or two Doomie’s pain subsided giving a smile of it’s alright to continue. Thunderbuck continued to bury himself into Doomie’s rear, the worst of the pain for Doomie had ceased and he was now feeling only pleasure.
He began to slide out of Doomie sending a new wave of pleasure coursing from Doomie’s body followed by another as Thunderbuck pushed his way back in. Doomie moaned with pleasure as he impaled himself on the warm stallion shaft.
The slow movement slowly turned to thrusting as the two of them began moaning with each thrust, slowly getting deeper with each push. They were in a bubble of bliss giving in to each other sexual desires and needs, it was as if all the horror of the wasteland had melted away and on Thunderbuck and Doomie were the last two things in existence.
Thunderbuck began to ache; he felt like beneath his rod, he felt like he was tightening. All of it was too much him too take and he orgasmed, releasing he hot liquid into Doomie’s flank. For Doomie that gave him the last kick and orgasmed also releasing he seed onto the rusty sheet metal floor.
Thunderbuck removed himself from Doomie and continued to hold onto him tight. They both collapsed to the floor huddled close together. The issue of being cold was long gone. They shared one last kiss and both drifted off into a deep, happy and warm sleep.
I watched all this from the roof of the hut, I opened my wings to fly. Before I took off to the skies I said to myself.
“I have the weirdest boner right now!”