Happy Fifth
Loving His Apple
By: Duelist96
Chapter 1: Happy Fifth
Appleloosa was a small, quiet town that was distanced from most other towns and cities, until a certain Wonderbolt moved to town. All the ponies and buffalo would give the occasional glance upwards to see the light blue pegasus do a few stunts. They would all give a small smile as Soarin graced their town with his presence, and they knew why he did so as well. Many, if not all of the residents of Appleloosa could still remember the marriage ceremony. It was a joyous occasion for them all as the resident apple stallion, Braeburn, married his flying lover.
The two stallions have been happily married for five years, and they couldn’t be happier. The town residents waved to the flying pegasus as he passed above them. Soarin waved back to the town’s denizens as he flew to somepony that could help him make a memorable night for his husband. The Wonderbolt flew around the town for a few blocks before coming across a certain stand. He gently glided towards the ground until he made a soft landing and trotted up to the stand.
The pegasus immediately saw a familiar buffalo working the stand. He easily made out her brilliant tangelo fur and her tribe’s headband. The buffalo noticed his arrival and happily smiled to him. Soarin gave a warm smile as he greeted his new friend.
“Hello there, Little Strongheart.”
“Hey there, Soarin. How’s life been treating you?” Strongheart said.
“It’s been pretty good. Got some time off for a bit after Spitfire and Fleetfoot had an accident,” Soarin said. He shook his head a little.
“What were they arguing about this time?” Strongheart asked as she gave her own slight headshake.
“I’m not even sure. I only arrived in time to see them begin racing each other. Kind of wondering how long it will take before one of them finally admits their feelings for the other,” Soarin said with a slight chuckle.
“Reminds me of a certain pegasus that I know.”
Soarin gave a slight pout. “Hey, I would have won that competition if I had trained for it.”
“You and I both know that you wouldn’t have stood a chance against him. I mean, he is part of the Apple family, and they’ve been bucking apple trees for years,” Strongheart said with slight laughter.
“Yeah, still probably not one of my better choices.” Soarin chuckled a bit while rubbing the back of his head.
“Either way, I still think it’s nice that the two of you got together,” Strongheart said with a warm smile.
Soarin smiled to himself as he thought of his husband. “Yeah, me too. So were you able to get the stuff that I ordered?”
“It took a bit of looking around, but I found everything that you asked for,” Strongheart pulled out a black, covered basket. “What is it, your fifth anniversary or something?” She asked.
“It actually is. He is working on dinner and I wanted to make sure that this night would be special,” Soarin said as he let a small smile grace his lips.
“Well, happy fifth to the both of you,” Strongheart smiled as she patted the stallion’s back.
“So, how much do I owe you?”
“It’s on the house, and before you say anything, I won’t accept it. If he asks, just tell him that it’s an apology for after how me and my tribe acted those few years ago,” Strongheart said, but gave a slight frown.
“He has already forgiven you, but I’ll let him know,” Soarin said as he patted the buffalo’s back.
Strongheart smiled back at him. The two shared a brief hug before going their separate ways. The buffalo was about to clean her stand when she noticed a gold and silver bit on top. She gave a small scowl as she grabbed the currency and chased after the pegasus. She didn’t make it in time as the stallion took to the air, but she did notice the small wink that he gave her. The buffalo could only shake her head as she trotted back to her stand and placed the currency under the counter.
There was a slight spring in Soarin’s step as he trotted a few blocks before taking off into the air, and flying towards home. The stallion took a few detours to allow his husband a little more time to finish dinner before he would arrive. The pegasus also wanted to enter through the window and drop off the basket so it would be a surprise for his stallion. The pegasus soon made out the red farmhouse and couldn’t help the huge smile that was spreading across his muzzle.
The stallion softly flapped his wings as he circled to the side of the house and went for the window to the master bedroom. He glided inside as he made a soft landing on the oak flooring. Flicking his ears back and forth to hear if anypony was coming, he carefully placed the basket on the bed. Making sure the room was clean enough for later use, he trotted up to the door and cracked it open.
The smell of many apple products hit the stallion’s nostrils and he took a large inhale. He could already feel his mouth salivating as he thought about all the treats he would be getting. One particular treat he was hoping for was an apple pie. He remembered his husband’s cousin, Applejack, made a very delicious apple pie during the Grand Galloping Gala. The pegasus spoke to the orange mare, and she admitted that she had learned the recipe from her cousin. That pie was what led to their first meeting and the many others after that.
Taking one last whiff of the air, Soarin quietly trotted through the house. He reached the stairs and carefully fluttered down using his wings. When he touched the polished floor, he looked around the corner to his left to see Braeburn in the kitchen. The pegasus let a smile grace his lips as he watched his husband walk around the kitchen. The apple stallion was finished cooking and was busy cleaning up the many pots and pans. The Wonderbolt spotted the table filled with the delicious treats and carefully snuck his way towards them.
The stallion glanced back to make sure the country stallion was still busy as he inched his way to the table. He slowly extended his hoof, a few centimeters away from the apple fritter, when he heard a rough cough come from his side. The pegasus froze as he slowly turned toward the source. Soarin couldn’t help the sheepish grin that spread across his face as he looked at Braeburn. The pegasus let his eyes wander a bit as he took in his husband’s light gold coat.
The Wonderbolt pulled his eyes from the earth pony’s muscular legs, their existence made possible from years of applebucking, to see that the apple stallion was giving him a disapproving look. Soarin gave a nervous chuckle as he rubbed the back of his head. Braeburn shook his head at the pegasus’ antics before slowly trotting up to him. Soarin noticed the stallion nearing him, and started moving towards him as well. The two met each other halfway and gave a quick nuzzle and peck on the cheek before smiling at each other.
“Let me guess. You used the window from the our bedroom to sneak in here?” Braeburn asked as he gave another nuzzle.
“Yes, and I think you’ll like the surprise that I have for us after dinner,” Soarin admitted as he gave another kiss to the stallion’s lips.
“Do we at least get a chance to eat before Ah see what outrageous thing you got this time?” Braeburn asked as he slowly shook his head.
“Trust me, I’m not letting this delicious meal go to waste. I also want to assure you that I didn’t do anything outrageous this time. I think you’ll like what I bought to celebrate our fifth anniversary,” Soarin assured as he and the apple stallion walked to the table.
The country stallion could only offer a small nod to the pegasus’ words. It wasn’t that Braeburn didn’t trust Soarin when he said that he bought something nice, but there had been a few purchases that were a little surprising. The apple stallion still took the offered gifts with grace since the two of them didn’t see each other as much as they would like. Once they were seated at the table, they started filling their plates. The country stallion noticed the Wonderbolt go for two slices of pie, and just shook his head as he chuckled internally. Once they had their plates filled with various apple products, they conversed about their days.
“So how are Spitfire and Fleetfoot doing?” Braeburn asked as he took a bite out of a fritter.
“How do you think?” Soarin teased.
“They’re already back in the hospital? Weren’t they there not even four months ago?” Braeburn questioned with a raised brow.
“It was actually two and a half months ago and yes, they are. I’m not sure what they were arguing about this time, but I can venture a guess that it was probably the same old thing,” Soarin answered as he gave a slight chuckle.
“Those mares are lucky that they can heal fast. Maybe it’s their determination that allows them to heal that quickly?” Braeburn pondered as he ate some applesauce.
“That might be one of the reasons. At least their injuries aren’t any worse than before. I’ve already seen what it’s like to be Captain for a month, and I don’t ever want to do that again. There’s just too much paperwork and I already don’t get to see my favorite stallion enough to want that extra workload.”
“Ah also think that Spitfire would throw a fit if she saw that her wingpony took her position,” Braeburn added as he passed a few apple slices to the pegasus.
“There’s no doubt about that. She’s made it very clear that she will remain Captain until she dies. That mare really doesn’t want to back down from anything,” Soarin joked.
“What about the mare that you’ve been lookin’ at to recruit into the team?” Braeburn asked as he finished his second plate.
“Rainbow Dash has a lot of potential to be a Wonderbolt. The only problem is her teamwork. If she was able to work with others, then she would have already joined the team,” Soarin said as he filled his plate for another helping.
“Aren’t you tryin’ to build another aerobatics team that focuses on more solo flights?”
“We are, but there’s still a lot of paperwork to fill out for that. That’s one of the other reasons why I haven’t been able to come home so often.”
“Ah could always move closer. Ah’ve said before that it’s no problem, and Ah have other family that could easily look after the farm,” Braeburn offered.
“I know you could, but I don’t want you to. You would end up having to move near Manehattan, and I don’t want to be living there. I’ve also made some nice friends here and the area has just been peaceful,” Soarin said as he smiled at the stallion across from him.
“Very well, just remember that my offer always stands,” Braeburn said, smiling at the pegasus.
“I’ll make sure, but the answer is always going to be the same,” Soarin said with a slightly determined grin.
“Is there anything else that I should know?”
“Nothing as important as I’ve already mentioned. Practice has been going well and we have a show coming up here soon in Fillydelphia. I got you a ticket so you can come and watch. How’s your day been?”
“Harvest has been kind of slow, but we’re also gettin’ ready for cider season. Applejack will be stoppin’ by with her friends to help out since Ah’ve kind of fallen behind a little.”
“Would you like an extra set of hooves to help around the farm? I am on break until Spitfire and Fleetfoot heal up,” Soarin offered.
“Ah would like that very much. Havin’ another fast flier to carry the baskets back to the barn will help speed things along.”
“Anything else you need help with? I know you do because you’ve always have some chore list hidden around here,” Soarin teased.
“Ah need to clean up the house because parents are comin’ to visit for a couple days. They’ll be here before AJ arrives to help out,” Braeburn mentioned.
“Oh, it has been a while since I’ve seen your parents. I’ll make sure that house is cleaned before they arrive,” Soarin promised.
“They’ve been wantin’ to see you again for a while, but Ah had to tell them you weren’t around because of work. It would be nice for ya’ll to catch up after a while.”
With their plans made during Soarin’s break, they went to having casual conversation. The two of them shared fond memories of their youth, and their time together. They chatted well into the night, and Soarin was already feeling giddy with anticipation. The two stallions finished their meals and began cleaning up. There was enough food leftover to make a few lunches and dinners that the pegasus could take back with him. The two cleaned up the kitchen before slowly making their way up the stairs. Soarin decided this would be a good time to start having a little fun with his stallion.
“Strongheart wanted to give me the gift as a way of saying thanks for your forgiveness,” Soarin said as he slowly nibbled on the country stallion’s ear.
“She knows that she and her tribe are already forgiven. Please tell me that you paid her for her work,” Braeburn said as he tried to hold back a few moans.
“I did make sure. I also paid her a little extra for getting something that was a little hard to find,” Soarin said as he slowly moved his hoof up the apple stallion’s barrel, causing him to shudder a little.
“D-didn’t you say you didn’t get anythin’ crazy?” Braeburn asked, his breathing quickening as he felt Soarin’s hoof tracing the muscles on his back.
“I didn’t,” Soarin said, grinning as his hoof began moving between Braeburn’s hind legs. “Besides, I know you’ll love it.”
The pegasus could already feel the earth stallion’s arousal against his hoof and it took a lot of willpower to not jump him in the hallway. This was their fifth anniversary, and he wanted it to be very memorable. The Wonderbolt didn’t let up in his actions since he wanted his stallion to be somewhat ready when they entered the bedroom. The two stallions leaned against each other, small nuzzles being exchanged as they neared the bedroom. Soarin gently pushed Braeburn forward with a wing as he kicked the door closed behind him.
The pegasus wrapped a wing around his mate’s flank and guided him to the bed. Soarin leaned against Braeburn, nibbling along his jawline. The earth stallion would give light shivers at the feeling of the pegasus’ teeth clenching near his neck. Soarin moved his nibbles up further, tearing his husband’s ear, and causing him to stop in the middle of the room. Braeburn felt pleasure run through his body, and had to push through his ever growing arousal to see what Soarin had bought them. Finding his breath again, they continued their trot to the bed, the pegasus never letting up on his teasing. They were soon at the side of the bed and the pegasus pulled away from the country stallion, much to his dismay. Braeburn looked at the bed to see the black covered bag.
“So what’s inside?” Braeburn asked as he looked at it skeptically.
“Open it and find out,” Soarin urged.
Braeburn shuddered under the pegasus’ gentle touch as he slowly pulled off the covering. His emerald eyes widened a bit as he looked at the two objects that filled the bag. The gifts were something they had talked about for a while, but never really saw a real need to get them. Lube was something they easily came across, but they never found ones they really enjoyed. They had others that were good substitutes, but these were their favorite two that they’ve ever used. The apple stallion turned towards Soarin with a slightly open jaw. It took the stallion a few seconds before he was even able to get the words out of his mouth.
“Are those really what Ah think they are?” Braeburn asked as he was backed into the bed.
“They are exactly that, and I plan on using them tonight,” Soarin whispered huskily before pulling away and closing the shades.
“Just how were you able to find them?” Braeburn asked as he pulled out one of the bottles of lube.
“Apparently Strongheart’s stand doesn’t only sell souvenirs about her tribe. It’s not a very big part of the stand, but she make quite a few bits from it,” Soarin explained as he pulled out the other bottle.
“How was she able to get one for you?” Braeburn questioned with a raised brow.
“I’m not sure where she got it, but she assured me that everything was fine. She apparently knows a few ponies that were able to help her find it, and ordered it. So, do you feel like living our honeymoon again?” Soarin questioned as he uncapped his bottle.
The apple stallion watched as the pegasus put his bottle to the side after opening it and reached for his. The Wonderbolt took the country stallion’s bottle and opened it. The smell of apple easily filled the room with the spring rainfall of the other bottle, and he could feel his length throb a little. The little throb wasn’t lost to his pegasus as he gave a sly grin. Soarin moved a hoof towards Braeburn’s hardened length and gave it gentle strokes.
The country stallion watched as his pegasus leaned forward and pressed his muzzle against his stallionhood. He could feel the pegasus’ warm breaths against his hardened length as the Wonderbolt enjoyed his slight musk. Soarin inhaled deeply, grinning as Braeburn’s musk filled his nose. It was a masculine scent, along with something that uniquely belonged to Braeburn, and it was enough to make him begin panting with desire as his own cock began to emerge from its sheath. The pegasus pulled away after a few more deep inhales before looking into his lover’s shimmering emerald eyes.
“I don’t think I’ll ever tire of you scent. I don’t know how you keep smelling like apples after everything you do,” Soarin said as he felt his wings expand a little in excitement.
“It’s a family secret,” Braeburn said as he gave a few deep pants.
“You always say that. Why can’t you tell me how you do it?” Soarin whined a bit, never letting up his on his stroking.
“I-if Ah told you, then i-it wouldn’t be as special,” Braeburn teased.
“Then are you ready for a night of fun?” Soarin questioned as he waved the bottle in front of his lover.
The apple stallion gave a slow nod as he made himself comfortable. He watched as the Wonderbolt squeezed out a drop of lube and let it slide down his husband’s length. The earth stallion shuddered at the cool sensation as he moved towards Soarin’s barrel. He gently pressed against the base of Soarin’s wings, and was awarded with a small moan. The pegasus focused his eyes on the throbbing stallionhood as he slowly poured out more lube. After a few more drops, he closed the bottle and set it to the side. He grabbed the other bottle and started to mix it in with the first coating of lube.
The room was filled with the scent of rainfall and apples as the two lubes mixed together. The scent alone was slowly getting the pegasus aroused, and the earth stallion took advantage of this. While Soarin worked on the apple stallion’s length, Braeburn worked on the pegasus’ wings and slowly hardening length. The apple stallion pushed the tip into his open maw and slowly swirled his tongue around. The Wonderbolt let out an audible moan as he felt his lover’s tongue wrap around his tip.
Soarin focused his attention back on Braeburn’s cock and started to lather the lube around his length. The pegasus’ excitement grew even more as the scent became more prominent in the air. His lover kept continually licking, and adding a few sucking motions at his wingtip. The pegasus finally coated his husband’s length in lube and slowly pressed him on his back. The earth stallion happily let the pegasus lead as he moved his hooves from the Wonderbolt’s wings to his flanks. The apple stallion massaged the pegasus’ tight flanks as he admired his body.
Braeburn loved everything about his stallion, but if there was one thing that could really excite him, then it was the pegasus’ lithe, but tight body. Soarin’s body was nothing like his own and he couldn’t help but fantasize about having a body like that. Soarin wasn’t skinny by any standards. There was some muscle, but it showed more in his wings. Braeburn didn’t know how much strength a pegasus could contain in their wings, but after seeing Soarin do his regular exercises, he found even something more to love. Another thing that took Braeburn by surprise was how gentle the wings could be when holding him. The earth stallion was pulled from his musings when he noticed the pegasus moving a bit a lower.
Braeburn watched with baited breath as Soarin lined himself up, giving him a look of pure desire. They both squirmed with need as the head of Braeburn’s cock nudged against Soarin’s puckered entrance. Before continuing, Soarin leaned forward; desire in his vivid green eyes as he pressed their lips together. Braeburn moned from the contact, moving his hooves to either side of Soarin, holding him gently and stroking his hooves along the toned muscles there. Soarin broke the kiss, giving Braeburn a sultry smile before he moved back, and then slowly began to lower himself.
The two stallions moaned lovingly. Braeburn enjoyed the tight heat that massaged his length, and Soarin loved the feeling of being filled by his husband. Braeburn could feel the pegasus’ inner walls constrict around his length. Soarin would slowly lower himself a couple inches before stopping. He always loved the tingling feeling that he would get when he felt his mate enter him, especially when he hit that certain sweet spot inside him.
Soarin clenched his teeth as he began lowering himself. The tip was the hardest part to get in, but once Braeburn’s length was pushed inside, it became a simple process. Soarin would give out small gasps as he pushed down Braeburn’s cock, trying to get more of that filling sensation. With a thrust from Braeburn, the pegasus finally took it all inside him. Soarin placed his hooves on either side of Braeburn’s head as he took a few seconds to adjust to the last bit of length inside of him.
Soarin made eye contact with Braeburn again, panting slighlty as he adjusted to the feeling of that length inside him. Braeburn’s eyes were lighter than his own, and there was such a deep fondness and desire in them that Soarin felt as if he could lose himself in them. Unbidden, Soarin leaned forward enough to nuzzle Braeburn, feeling the hot breaths against his muzzle as they nudged together. The apple stallion slowly massaged the pegasus’ flanks as he guided him to his erect shaft. The pegasus couldn’t help the small whimper that escaped his lips at the retreating feeling.
The earth stallion continued to guide his lover, before stopping at his medial ring. The pegasus looked down, panting heavily as he moved back down. The two stallions took it easy, as they wanted to revel in their bliss-addled minds. Braeburn would let out a few grunts as he felt his lover’s inner walls massage his length. Soarin tossed his head back in pleasure as they slowly increased their pace. Braeburn leans forward, pre leaking from the tip of Soarin’s cock. The earth stallion wrapped his mouth around the head and licked up his stallion’s essence.
The taste was everything that Braeburn remembered. Sorain always had a sweeter taste and it only served to drive the earth stallion wild. He hungrily lapped away, his tongue swirling around the head as he tried to get more of that sweet taste. With a few more of those sweet drops sliding down his throat, he pushed forward. Braeburn felt Soarin’s cock hit the back of his throat, and the pegasus arched his back a little in pleasure. The apple stallion held in place for a few seconds before pulling back. He pulled until he was at the medial ring, and resumed swirling his tongue around the shaft.
The pegasus let out a loud groan as he felt his length enter his lover’s warm, moist muzzle. The Wonderbolt could feel his lover’s tongue run along the top half of his length, causing his wings to become painfully stiff. Soarin’s eyes glazed over as he increased his pace. Soarin was at a loss for words at the wondrous sensations running through his body. He loved the full feeling when his husband was all the way inside of him. Whimpers of displeasure would always escape his mouth when Braeburn pulled out him. He despised the empty feeling and wished there was a way that he could always feel that filling sensation.
The only thing that helped to ease the empty feeling he got was from certain bolts of pleasure racing up and down his spine. The sensation was euphoric as Braeburn timed his thrusts with his sucks. Each thrust hit Soarin’s sweet spot, and his moans would get caught in his throat as his husband would give a loving suck that wracked his body with pleasure. Braeburn continued to suck off his lover as he started bucking his hips to meet Soarin’s riding. The apple stallion noticed his pegasus’ twitching wings as he continued to lick his lover’s length. Braeburn grabbed at Soarin’s sides, and gently ran his hooves up and down his barrel. His actions rewarded him with a lovely moan that spurred his actions even more.
Soarin let lust control his body as he started to slam down on the apple stallion. Braeburn matched his lover’s enthusiasm by lifting his hips up to meet him. The Wonderbolt was panting heavily with a few moans escaping his mouth. The earth stallion could feel the twitching of Soarin’s wings intensify, and knew that he was nearing his climax. The pegasus refused to be the first to finish as he reached behind and slowly massaged his lover’s balls. The Wonderbolt noticed the apple stallion’s eyes roll back in his head as he lost himself to the pleasure.
Sweat was trickling down their bodies as they tried to bring each other to their respective climax. The two stallions could feel their lengths throb as they neared their release. Braeburn saw the pegasus gritting his teeth. The apple stallion firmly gripped his lover’s flanks, feeling Soarin’s inner walls clenching around his shaft, and massaging it as he gave a few more strong thrusts. That was all it took to send him over the edge, and Soarin came hard inside Braeburn’s muzzle.
Braeburn felt the pegasus’ warm seed enter his mouth and swallowed. The earth stallion relished in the slightly sweet but salty taste of the pegasus’ cum. Each swallow gave him an excited thrill that was increased even more with the feeling of cum coating his face. gave a few swallows before pulling away. The Wonderbolt continued to spurt off a few more strands, coating his stallion’s face and chest. Soarin’s wings flapped erratically as his entire body shivered. Heavy breathing could be heard from the pegasus as he released much of his pent up energy. The pegasus’ lower half went limp as he gave small shivers of appreciation.
The feeling of Soarin’s cum on his face and chest made him hornier, helping to push him over the edge. The earth stallion gave a loud grunt as he released his spunk deep inside Soarin. Soarin shivered in delight as he felt Braeburn’s warm spunk inside him, each spurt of the rich cum coating his inner walls, filling him up to the brim as the stallion humped into him. The pegasus waited a few seconds, shivering ever so lightly from each pump of his stallion, before pulling off his lover’s length. Breaburn’s body gave small jerks as his heavy breathing joined his husband’s own.
The pegasus fell to his side as he and his lover panted hard. They each basked in their afterglow as they moved closer to each other. Braeburn gently ran a hoof through Soarin’s dark blue mane as the pegasus did the same to his brilliant blonde mane. The pegasus loved how his mate could be so gentle, despite having such a muscular build. The pegasus was more awestruck with the glow his eyes gave.
Soarin wished that he could wake up every morning to his lover’s eyes. The pegasus loved how the sun would give those emerald orbs a lovely shine that easily destroyed any dreary morning.
Braeburn continued to stroke his lover’s mane before noticing the mess his feathers were in. The apple stallion moved behind the pegasus and started to preen his wings. This was one of the apple stallion’s favorite pastimes to do with his stallion. The Wonderbolt sighed in relief as he felt his lover remove a few loose feathers and move a few others into place.
After a few minutes of careful preening, the apple stallion turned his pegasus lover back to him. The two of them smiled as they got themselves comfortable in the bed. The two gave each other soft nuzzles, loving coos exchanged as they held each other in a caring embrace. After relaxing from his euphoric high, the pegasus spoke softly in a loving tone.
“Happy anniversary, Braeburn,” Soarin said as he snuggled closer to his stallion.
“Happy fifth as well, Soarin. Thank you for the wonderful night,” Braeburn said as he pulled the pegasus closer to him.
The two held each other close, pressing their sweaty and cum-coated bodies together. The two looked at each other, their matching eyes full of love for each other. They gave each other a quick kiss, before Soarin draped a wing over Braeburn as they drifted off to sleep.