Spike trotted towards the cracked door, his heart pumping furiously. He gulped and opened it slowly. This caused a long and noticeable creek to muster. With sweating claws, he blinked his fears away and entered, grasping the hinge tightly. Walking into the dusty barn, he saw lofts of plush hay stacked in empty stables, and Big Mac could be seen, untying the one he had justly carried in. He stopped, turned with tired eyes and asked, "Applejack? Dah yeu?"

Spike shook his head. "No, it's me, Spike. I uh, wanted to... uh... well, for starters, I umm..."

Big Mac walked over, stood high above Spike and asked, "Wut's ann yer mind, kiddo?"

The dragon found it hard to talk. Silence forbid him to utter the real reason for being there. "That... uh, door... Yeah! It needs some oil, don't you think? Kee hee?"

Raising his left eyebrow in an unamused manner, Big Mac's stare told Spike he knew this obviously wasn't the true reason for Spike interrupting such a hard day's worker. "Now Spike, y'all know Ah be workin' hard ohn the Buckin'. Ah ain't gots no tahm tah be messin' wit' that there barn door. Ah reckon, however, that this ain't evun the real reason y'all came in here."

Scratching his head, trying to understand Big Mac's thick accent, he confessed, "Yeah... I'm actually here... to uh, ask you a serious question."

"Well, spit it out. Ah ain't gots tahm fer chit chat."

The steed turned and grabbed a good portion of hay he was planning to lay on the other pile, but Spike's words prevented this. "H-... Have you... ever felt feeling for the... uh, same gender?"

Big Mac spat the bite out, blinked his wide eyes and asked Spike to repeat the question, unsure if he'd heard it correctly. Spike reiterated, sounding more scared then before. Mac just stood there, lost in thought. His eyes darted to the door. He walked over. Closed it, and returned to his guest.

"Now, ah'm not one ta tell mah dark secrets... but there was one. It happened ah laung tahm ago, though. Ah was just a Colt, yah see. Y'all might not understand how it be possible right now, buh lemme explain, and things ahr bound tah clear up."

Spike sat down in a hayloft, eager to hear about it. "So you liked somepony who was the same sex as you?! Who was it? Is it anypony I know?"

"Shhhh!" Mac insisted, bringing a hoof up to Spike's mouth to block out his sounds. He whispered, "Eeyup!"

Apparently, Twilight's brother, Shinning Armor had came to town once in his early years of training, not too long before Twilight had come to stay. In truth, he was assigned to choose which city Twilight should stay at. During his visits, before he met Cadence, Big Mac's barn was his home while he inspected the town, making sure it was right for his beloved sister. One day, Big Mac had waltzed in unexpectedly during the middle of the night to get a drink. The barn was the only place that had a watering hole back then. As for Twilight's brother, he thought the whole place was to himself. Being all alone tends to make one antsy, after all. So, he decided, in the night, when every pony was supposed to be asleep, to hoof off and enjoy his stay in a secret, but better way. Awkward timing for Shinning, because just as Big Mac walked in, the barn resident was in the middle of his tension relief after a rough day of wandering around, taking notes and making observations. Upon seeing his hard, equine prick, Big Mac instantly became aroused; something unexpected by both of them. He offered to help, and Shinning, being single and willing to experiment, accepted.

The red steed lowered his moist lips to the tip, felt the ring located further down and held it softly with both hooves. His gentle mouth, eager for a taste, began at the summit and worked its way towards the shaft. Tingling sensations were felt down Shinning's spine. Once the summit entered, and warmth began to incarcerate the top, he relaxed, allowing Mac's mouth to lavishly suckle on it freely. His head bobbed up and down in a rhythmic manner, making the owner's eyes slip back in overwhelming pleasure. With no gag reflexes, Big Mac found it all too easy to get the rest in and deep throat the throbber. Slurping sounds filled the air along with Shinning's blissful moans. His heart raced thanks to this new experience.

Feeling his thickness being forced all the way in and Mac's chin against his balls was unreal. His eyes became hazy along with his vision. Blurriness took hold of his gaze, and he felt his climax approaching way too quickly. He tried to stop his host before exploding, but Big Mac refused to yield. He wanted Shinning's spunk. He wanted to drink it all, like it was water or something. Finally unable to hold on any longer, Shinning admitted defeat and came hard. Guzzling and gulping down the sweetly tangy scent, Big Mac took it all while outstandingly wanting more. He drank every drop like a professional, and once finished, Shinning's gratitude was beyond what was necessary. Before parting, they shared a time consuming kiss, letting their tongues wrestle with each other before they parted for the night. Naturally, they were both awkward with behavior the following morning, but as the week pressed on, the more they opened up to other experimentations.

"But ah won't be gettin' intah those tahday. Maybe another tahm."

Spike's mouth hung ajar, some drool sliding down. He wiped it away and asked, "But... how did it feel?"

The red stallion thought about his answer and explained, "It just felt natural Spike."

"... C-Could I... maybe, possibly... uh...?"

"What? Out wit' it."

He didn't want to sound too eager, but curiosity definitely took hold of young Spike's mind. His fingers fiddled with each other while he did his best to find the right way of asking. Though, with no other alternative, he simply blurted it out. "Could I, maybe, kiss you?"

Big Mac's eyes widened more. Even though he had just shared an extremely personal experience, which could be regarded as way worse than a kiss, Mac's hooves shuffled the gravel below him. His eyes looked over, into the appealing dragon's. He licked his muzzle, wanting the exact same thing and asked, "Only... one, right?"

"Yeah, just to see how it feels. You know?"

Nodding off, the steed smiled. He began to feel butterflies dance in his belly and lowered himself to lay on the ground in front of Spike. "Just one... Only because ah'd like tah see if the feelin's still there."

Spike leaned in, his long tongue drizzled with water almost overflowing from his mouth. Lust, the kind he'd never felt before when fantasizing about Rarity, began to overtake his body. While their lips touched, Spike grabbed hold of Big Mac's cheeks and neck tenderly pulling him closer. The kiss, to both of them, wasn't enough to satisfy anyone. Together, almost in perfect harmony, both of their mouths opened, and their tongues exchanged places. Spike's stretched all the way to the back while Mac's only stayed around the fangs, being careful not to get scratched by one of them. Noises of lip locking and smooches could've been heard from outside. Good thing Applejack was all the way on the other side of the farm. Continuing with their leisure fondling, Spike began to get a little carried away, ruffling Big's chest fur. It was so soft and cozy to him, despite the sweat from today's hard labor. Actually, that made him all the more seductive to Spike. Once they parted, the dragon couldn't seem to open his eyes. They remained shut with pleasure. As they opened, Spike saw Big Mac smirking with blush surrounding his face.

"Heh... I didn't think it would be so noticeable when you blushed, but boy is it obvious!"

"Ye'r no straight-face yerself." The two giggled coyly at what they had just done, feeling naughty and eager to try something more perverted. However, with Big Macintosh's family up and about, it proved impossible for things to escalate any further.

"I'll uh... come by tonight then?" Spike asked, hoping this wouldn't be the only sexual encounter.

"Naw... Sorry Spike... Ah cain't be seeing you like that... but I will try ann find a way tah be with y'all. Ah promise."

Just before exiting the barn, Spike turned and said, "Thanks for this, Big Mac... I think you might've helped me out more then ever today."

He tried to retreat, but ended up bumped right into Applejack who had walked over to check up on her hard working brother. "Hooey, Spike! Mind yerself. Y'all gonna knock me down someday, you keep runnin' like thaht."

"Eh hehe, sorry about that..."

Spike took off again, headed back into town while Big Mac's sister came in and asked, "Whut was that all about?"

"You wouldn't believe me, even if ah done told yah."

Author's Note

Hell naw I'm not gonna try and explain this in Big Mac's accent! Fuck that shit! XD