> Professional Advice
>  by HaGR
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> Professional Advice
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For Thunderlane, it was just another lazy evening. The dark grey pegasus was lying on the couch in the living room of the house he shared with his younger brother. Fortunately for him, Rumble was away on a school trip, which left the whole house for Thunderlane for at least two days. The pony sighed, reaching out for a comic book with a foreleg. Some might say that comic books were only for little colts, but Thunderlane enjoyed reading one after a hard day at work. He usually had to borrow them sneakily from his younger brother, though. He was an adult stallion, after all. Being seen in a comic book shop would be bad for his image… and would make getting laid much more difficult, at least for some time. And Thunderlane, as almost any stallion, definitely didn’t enjoy waiting for such things.

The pegasus closed another another story, putting it on the table next to others. He picked another one at random from the pile of magazines. He immediately stopped when he saw what exactly was he holding in his hoof. This definitely is not a comic book, the stallion thought as he looked at the cover of a Playcolt magazine. He chuckled. It seemed that Rumble was growing up… The pegasus had no idea where the young colt could get such magazines, but he wasn’t about to forbid his brother getting them. It was all a part of growing up, wasn’t it?

The pegasus started flicking through the pages slowly. He blushed a bit at a particularly appealing picture. To his surprise, the magazine was a bisexual edition one: contained pictures of stallions as well as mares in equal proportions. They really weren’t that rare, but could be more expensive to purchase in certain places: the stallion knew a thing or two about that.
Thunderlane had to wonder if Rumble was bisexual just as his older brother or just bought the first Playcolt he saw. The older pegasus had learned to hide this fact pretty well early in his life and Rumble would probably do that too.

The pony flicked through a few more pictures. He stopped at one showing a cute unicorn stallion bended over a couch similar to the one he was on. The unicorn’s tail was lifted, giving the viewer a clear view of his privates. The dark grey felt a tingle in his groin and decided to put down the magazine, smiling. He hadn’t had a mare, or a stallion, in the last week or so and his body was starting to urge him to do something about it. Not today, though. No, Thunderlane wasn’t planning on going anywhere today. And he preferred waiting a day or two more to clopping, even if it was starting to get uncomfortable. It would feel two times as good when he finally finds a willing partner. The stallion shifted a bit, trying to calm his body down.

The pony looked at the clock: the afternoon was slowly turning into an evening, but it was still early, with Celestia’s sun shining bright outside. That’s why Thunderlane wasn’t surprised at all when he heard a knock on the front door. He sighed with annoyance, lifting himself up from the couch and slowly trotting towards the door. He tried to ignore the pain in his wings and forelegs that wasn’t present when he laid on the couch. He had been working hard that day, and it was taking its toll.

Thunderlane pushed down the handle with a hoof and pulled the door wide open. He soon realized he had to look down in order to see the one who knocked. There, standing on the front porch, was a young colt. A brown earth pony wearing a colorful beanie and smiling with enthusiasm… until he saw who opened the door, that is. The colt went from happy to anxious in less than a second. The pegasus stallion quickly realized, that he knew this colt: it was one of Rumble’s friends, Button Mash. The video-game obsessed colt that his brother talked about sometimes. He had visited the house a few times before. The one who has a smoking hot mother… only that she was beyond Thunderlane’s reach. 

The brown pony was holding a book in his right front hoof.
“Hello… is Rumble home?” he asked, a bit hesitant. Hadn’t Rumble told him about the trip?
“No, he’s on a school trip. He should be back by tomorrow”, the stallion smiled softly. Button didn’t respond.
A few awkward seconds had passed and Thunderlane was just about to say an equally awkward goodbye, when the brown colt’s ears perked.
“I have a book for him, he asked me to bring it” the colt said, gesturing to the book being held in his hoof. The title suggested it was about video games. The pegasus rolled his eyes. 
“Come on in, bring it to his room. I’m sure he won’t mind” he finally said. He could just carry the book upstairs by himself, but he was a bit too lazy for that.

The colt walked past him as Thunderlane moved back to the couch. The stallion looked nervously over the comic books laying on the table… and the Playcolt hidden in between them. Button could think those were his… but then, he could always just shrug it off. Why would he care what a little colt thought?

What really got him thinking was the colt’s behaviour. He’s been here a few times before, why is he acting all weird this time? The stallion thought to himself. Similar situations have happened before, and it was never this awkward. Thunderlane watched the little pony trot slowly downstairs, certainly having placed the book in Rumble’s room. The pegasus put on a warm, friendly smile and gestured to Button that he was free to leave. To his surprise, the brown pony stopped and looked as if he was seriously thinking something over.

“Mr. Thunderalne…” the colt said, hesitantly.
“Just Thunderlane, Button” he interrupted out of pure impulse. How many times did he have to tell those kids that they could go ‘Mr’ on his father, not on him?
That seemed to calm the brown colt a bit, surprisingly.
“I want to ask you for advice...” the colt’s cheeks turned into a bright red colour as the pony blushed. “You have no problem with talking to mares, and…” the colt hesitated for a second before blurting out. “andIwanttoaskSweetieBelleout!”. Buttom put his hooves to his mouth, the colt landing on his rump softly.
Oh, so that’s what he was nervous about. A quite unusual question for a pony his age. Fortunately for the colt, it was a thing Thunderlane was more than happy to give advice about. The pegasus eyed the smaller pony, smirking.. Button started shaking nervously.

“Hey, hey, relax. Okay, I can give you advice” the stallion chuckled at Button’s behaviour. “Sit down, Button” he added, pointing to the other end of the couch with a hoof. The colt complied, finding a comfortable position between two pillows. He laid on his belly, head facing the older stallion. A few moments of silence have passed.
“So… how do I start?” the colt finally asked.
“Well, it depends on what you want to accomplish” Thunderlane began, trying his best to sound calm and professional. Picking up cute fillies and stallions was his favourite hobby, after all.
“Just go on a date, get her to give you a hoofjob or maybe something more…” he paused and looked at a very confused colt “Well, you’re too young for that, but maybe you want something that would las…”

“Wait, whatjob? And I’m not too young!” Button protested, sounding a bit offended at that.
“You know, when she does to it what you do yourself...” Thunderlane responded, losing his ‘professional’ voice in the process. He ignored the colt’s comment about being too young: he wouldn’t get anywhere by fighting about such a detail.
“To ‘it’? What ‘it’? What are you talking about?” Is he that clueless? The pegasus asked himself in his mind. He looked at the colt hesitantly. Maybe he shouldn’t have mentioned such things after all… Satisfying the curiosity of this colt could be tricky. He probably won’t drop it ‘till I tell him the truth… The stallion thought about that. He couldn’t just tell the colt all about such things? Or could he? 

Why would teaching this little pony about a thing or two be such a bad thing? The stallion never got an answer from the divines he was asking. The only response came in a form of a little tingle between his hind legs. The perspective of teaching that pony a thing or two seemed to wake his sex drive form slumber… but why? The stallion was pretty sure he wasn’t a pedophile.

“Okay, Button… I already said too much, so I’m going to teach you a few things you aren’t supposed to know until you’re a few years older” now it was the stallion’s turn to blush “But you can’t tell anyone, okay?”
The colt nodded. “Okay…” he said, hesitantly, but repeated the motion soon after with more confidence. Thunderlane looked the younger pony straight in the eyes, wanting to make sure he was honest. There wasn’t even a trace of lie in those big, shiny orbs. Only curiosity. 

“Good, now let’s start with the basics…” Thunderlane hesitated a little bit about asking the first question, but decided to roll with it. “Did your ‘thing’ ever get hard?”
“What ‘thing’?” Celestia, this colt was as innocent as a butterfly. The stallion felt another tingle. Why was he aroused by this? He had no idea, but it was not the time to stop and think about it.
“Em… the ‘thing’ between your hind legs. Has it ever came out of its sheath and became stiff?”

The colt hesitated. After a few seconds, panic started to settle in the stallion’s mind. What if he ran away now and told his mom, teacher, or worse, the guards about this? His life as a weather patrol pegasus would be over!
“Yeah, it happened a few times” he finally heard the colt’s voice. Maybe hope hasn’t been lost after all.
“Okay, so… when? And do you know why it happens?” Yes, asking if he learned about those things in school should be your first question, Thunder, the stallion scolded himself for not thinking fast enough.

The pegasus was looking at the blushing colt, smiling in a friendly manner. He was honestly just trying to help Button, and wanted him to know that.
“Once or twice when I woke up… mostly when I want to finish a game when I really have to… you know, use the toilet. And... So I’m guessing… it gets that way when I have to pee?” the brown pony didn’t sound as if he convinced himself, much less the stallion. He was about to tell something more, when he suddenly changed his mind. At least that was what Thunderlane thought.

“Come on, Button, be honest with me. I can’t do anything if you’re hiding things”, the stallion spoke out softly. Button stammered a little, trying to find appropriate words to explain himself.
“Okay, Thunderlane… so there’s that one game I’m not supposed to play… it has mares in it and… and it gets hard when I play it and it feels funny. Please don’t tell Mom!” He panicked visibly at the end. Before the stallion could think, his hoof reached out and patted the colt gently on the forehead.

“Relax, I’m not here to decide what you should or shouldn’t do” he only continued when he saw the brown earth pony calm down a bit. When he saw this curious ‘I expect an explanation’ look, he decided it was time to get back to this peculiar lesson.
“So you don’t know… should I change that?” the older stallion asked with a smile. He decided to speak out after seeing the little pony nod without hesitation. He got his curiosity now… and Celestia, he looked cute with that face.

“Well, it can get that way for a few reasons… a need to pee is one of them, but in most cases it happens when you see something your body likes”, the pegasus began, carefully observing Button’s reactions. He looked confused if nothing more.
“Likes? I like playing my games and only that one causes that…”
“Not like that, in a special way. You will experience it more when you get older…” Thunderlane stopped. There was a simpler way than this. Why not just show him? He’s already gone that far… The stallion pulled out the Wingboner magazine from the pile of comic books.
“Look at this” he said simply, opening it on the first page. Aside from an introductory note, there was a large picture of a mare in a maid outfit, tail facing the camera. The tip of said tail was the only thing keeping her privates from sight.

He flicked through the pages slowly, wanting the colt to take in every detail. Some of them were just plain porn, some were more suggestive… but they had a visible effect on the colt. Even his ears were deep red now, and he was fidgeting in a truly adorable manner. Button was staring at the pictures wide-eyed, fascinated by the sight. His little hindquarters moved around a bit, trying to find a comfortable position. The older stallion had no doubts what the colt is experiencing - it was no surprise for a colt his age, after all. 

The fact that he could feel his own body getting a bit hot was completely another thing.
He’s never been attracted to foals, so why was his own body finding the image of a colt fidgeting from arousal incredibly… well, arousing? The dark pony’s wings unfolded on their own. The stallion didn’t even try to stop them, there was no point in it. Thunderlane could also feel his member straining against its sheath as tingles of arousal were being sent through all of the pony’s body.

“So, Button…” he tried to get the colt’s attention. The little pony blinked, trying to look away from the pictures in front of him. When he finally managed that, he was blushing even more.
“It’s hard right now, I presume?” the stallion asked with a smile. The only response was a nod.
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” Another nod.
“Do you want to feel even better?” The way the brown colt squirmed around would be enough of a response, but Thunderlane waited for yet another nod. It came a second afterwards.

“Then I’m going to need you to show it to me… and then I’ll show you something great.” What was he doing? This was sure do destroy his life… but he realized he didn’t care right now. He wanted to show this colt a way to pleasure himself so bad… He felt as the tip of his stallionhood left the sheath, the sensitive organ touching the couch and causing the stallion to move around a bit involuntarily. 

He felt it start to throb when the colt got up, looking at him hesitantly. He sat down on his haunches, resting his back on a pillow and giving the older pony a clear view of… well, everything. And the pegasus found said view… fascinating, to say the least.

It wasn’t big. Of course, it couldn’t be on a colt that age. Button’s little colthood was a darker shade of brown than his coat, all the way from the glistening tip to his cute balls. It throbbed a little with the colt’s heartbeat. Thunderlane could swear there was a tiny drop of precum on the tip. The stallion wanted nothing more than lick it all the way from the shiny orbs to the tip right now. He wanted, he needed to introduce this cute thing to the world of pleasure. And now, he could.

“Have you ever tried to touch it when it’s like that?” the pegasus asked with a smirk, reaching out with his hoof and stopping it just an inch away from the tip of Button’s member. 
“N-no… why would I?” The colt was a bit scared, but mostly confused and curious. Thunderlane could hear it in his voice. He didn’t say a word. Instead, he let his actions speak for him. The stallion found it difficult to sit still himself as his hoof touched the colt’s erect dick.

The earth pony gasped, struck with pleasure he’s never felt before. And it only intensified as Thunderlane started moving his hoof up and down along the colt’s little shaft.
The stallion felt his own need for pleasure growing as he started grinding against the couch without even thinking about it, trying to satisfy his lust.

“That, Button, is called a hoofjob” the stallion grunted to the younger pony, moving his hoof faster and faster, but not too fast. He had no idea how long the colt would last the first time anyone has touched him there, and he wanted to make it as long as possible. 

“That’s what most colts, though a few years older than you, would like to get from a filly” it was getting increasingly hard for Thunderlane to construct coherent sentences, but he was still trying to actually teach Button a few things. As promised. The stallion moved his hoof downwards and fondled the colt’s adorable little balls for a while, then returning his attention the the erect shaft. “When you do it yourself, it’s called clopping” the pegasus said, moving closer to Button. Speaking as he felt his own hard cock rubbing against the soft surface of the couch wasn’t easy, but he managed. And only let out a little grunt as the earth pony started moaning, only getting him more turned on.

Button bucked his hips upwards out of instinct, feeling something getting closer and closer. He felt funny, but the good kind of funny. He wasn’t really sure what it was and intended to warn the older stallion…
The only warning Thunderlane got was the tip of the colt’s dick flaring out. Not that he needed one. He could see how close the brown pony was. The pegasus started rubbing the organ rapidly, bringing Button to his first orgasm ever.

Pleasure flooded over the little colt’s body. The pony somehow managed to let out a squeak and a moan simultaneously as powerful waves of orgasm destroyed the whole around him, leaving only him and the most intense pleasure he’s ever felt in his life intact.

Thunderlane watched Button orgasm, a few spurts of sticky liquid shooting out of the tip if his shaft. He was so cute, so vulnerable now. The stallion couldn’t stop grinding on the couch himself as he watched, precum leaking out of his own dick.

After a while that seemed like an eternity for the colt, the intense pleasure faded away, leaving a not so intense, though still delightful afterglow. Button opened his eyes, the older pony that just introduced him to something completely new immediately coming into view. The colt smiled.
“Thank you” he said quietly. Only now, despite not having the stamina to even move, the little pony noticed how Thunderlane himself was acting. The pegasus stallion couldn’t stay in one position. He was looking around and blushing.
“You hard too?” the little pony asked, even though he knew the answer.

The stallion nodded. It was a bit awkward to admit that in front of such a cute colt, but he did just give him a hoofjob, didn’t he?
“Can I… do something about it?” why was he asking for a permission to clop in his own house? The stallion had no idea, but something just seemed wrong with getting up and clopping himself to an orgasm without a word. He almost sighed with relief as Button nodded with a smile… and a spark of curiosity in his tired eyes.

The older pony changed position, sitting on his haunches, the stallion’s erect wings pushing against the couch’s back. That, obviously, gave the colt sitting nearby a perfect view of Thunderlane’s erect and throbbing dick.
“Woah” Button gasped. He expected the stallion’s thing to be way bigger than his, but this… this was huge. “Will mine get as big as this?”
“Maybe even bigger” the pegasus replied to his best knowledge. Earth ponies tended to pack much more than pegasi. At least that was the common way of thinking. The dark pony’s personal experience so far confirmed it.

Without any further fuss, Thunderlane moved his hoof between his haunches, keen on perspective of giving himself the long-awaited relief. Of course he would prefer it to be another pony giving him this relief, but for now he had to roll with what he had. There was nopony in the house save for Button, and he couldn’t force the colt to do anything.

The stallion started rubbing his member, fast. He knew he wasn’t going to last long with how horny he was from watching Button, and he had no intentions of postponing his peak. He needed it, and he needed it now.
And that’s why he was surprised to feel an alien touch on his stallionhood. When the pegasus looked down, he found a certain brown colt touching his member with both front hooves and rubbing it hesitantly. Button Mash looked up, looking for permission to continue.

He never wanted to ask him for this, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to stop him now. He smiled at the smaller pony encouragingly and nodded. It was hard to keep a straight face when those adorable little hooves were rubbing against his hard cock. When the owner of said hooves increased the speed of his movements, Thunderlane could only gasp before starting to moan. The pleasure given to him by this young colt far exceeded any hoofjob he ever received. The stallion had to grit his teeth together, and even that didn’t stop the grunts and the moans he was letting out.

His member was leeking precum like mad, tip flaring. Thunderlane was just about to reach the point of no return… when the stimulation stopped. The stallion whinnied and looked down, at the colt staring curiously at his flared tip, inspecting it closely.
“Button… please…” he somehow managed to say.

That seemed to get the colt’s attention. His brown hooves returned to work as the little pony murmured something that sounded like an apology under his breath. The stallion panted and moaned, even starting to buck a little. It wasn’t long before one last stroke sent him over the edge. Thunderlane grunted, closing his eyes as his body tensed and his balls twitched. Pure pleasure filled his mind and his body as the first spurt of white, sticky liquid left the tip of his member, hitting Button straight in the muzzle.

The darker pony was in heaven for that brief moment. He could feel spurt after spurt of his hot cum shot out of his flared stallionhood, painting its surroundings white.

After a short while of bliss, the stallion’s body relaxed and his mind returned to consciousness as his orgasm died down. The pegasus opened his eyes, looking around… Damn, it’s gonna take some cleaning to get rid of this, he thought, seeing the couch, magazines, pillows, and Button were coated in his sperm.  The stallion found himself smiling at the confused colt.

“Sorry” the pegasus chuckled. There was no denying: Button looked damn cute with his muzzle covered in thick, stallion cum.

“What is that stuff?” the colt touched his face with a hoof and scrutinized the mysterious liquid curiously..
“That, Button, is called cum” the stallion explained, matter-of-factly “That’s what comes out of the tip when you get an orgasm.” Thunderalne was pleased to notice that the colt had no problem with understanding what an ‘orgasm’ was. “There’s yours somewhere on your belly… it should become white as you get older” he added, winking at the colt. “So… did you enjoy it?”

“You’re kidding? That was awesome!” the colt said, enthusiastically. He now knew what he wanted to get from Sweetie… I wonder if she can feel like that too, the colt wondered. Before he could ask Thunderlane about it, the stallion spoke up.
“That’s good. Now let’s get cleaned up, Button. If you want, I can teach you much more”
That was an interesting proposition in the eyes of the young colt. He was sure he’d be using what he had learned here soon, and the thought that there could be more excited him.