Chapter 1
It was a slow afternoon in Maretime Bay, as Hitch sat at his desk. Out of a mixture of curiosity and boredom, Hitch opened a drawer and found a picture of him and Sprout, which had been taken about a year or so before the return of magic.
“Why did I have to fall in love with such an asshole,” Hitch muttered.
The sheriff then caught a glimpse of a red greeting card lying at the bottom of the drawer. He pulled out the card, which read: “Happy Hearts and Hooves Day.”
The inside of the card was signed: “Love, Sprout XOXO”
“That was a complete lie. More like ‘love you unless you make friends with two pegasi and a unicorn,’” Hitch remarked, rage building inside him.
He thought about all the nights he and Sprout had spent together, enjoying each other’s embrace and making love all the while keeping their relationship secret from everypony else. In the aftermath of Sprout's reign of terror as sheriff/dictator of Maretime Bay, the two stallions had a huge fight resulting in them breaking up.
The more Hitch thought about Sprout and his failed relationship with him, the angrier Hitch got. In a fit of rage he tore up the Hearts and Hooves Day card and tossed it in the trash. He then tore the photo of him and Sprout in half. He tossed the half containing his image into the trash and was about to do the same to the Sprout half when he got a naughty idea. Taking the image of Sprout with him, he trotted over to the bathroom. It was a rather small bathroom with just a sink, a toilet, and a urinal. Hitch felt downright devious as he walked into the bathroom and approached the urinal. He placed the image of Sprout inside the urinal, just a little bit above and to the right of the drain. The earth pony then got up on his hindhooves and put a forehoof on the wall to support himself. As he looked down at this intended target, his dick emerged from his sheath. Using his free forehoof, he aimed his cock at the picture of Sprout’s face, thinking about all the reasons he now despised his ex-coltfriend. A few seconds later, he began to piss, a stream of urine erupting from his cock and hitting his intended target. Hitch relaxed a bit and soon his stream grew stronger, hitting the photograph with full force.
“Take that you son of a bitch!” Hitch yelled angrily as he continued to piss on the photo.
He moved his dick around to ensure that every inch of that torn photograph would be covered in his piss. The paper grew incredibly damp from the torrent of piss Hitch was subjecting it to, completely ruining the photograph forever. Once Hitch finally stopped pissing, he kept his eyes focused on the photograph and shook his dick. Hitch stepped away from the urinal and admired the destruction he had caused to the photo. At first he felt a sense of immense satisfaction, but then guilt hit him like a truck.
“Did I go too far?” Hitch asked himself.
Not knowing how to feel about what he had just did, Hitch flushed the urinal and washed his hooves. He then returned to his desk as he came to terms with his destructive and disrespectful peeing, unsure of how to feel about what he had just done. He was interrupted, however, when the doors opened and Zipp trotted in.
“Hey, Zipp!” Hitch said, getting out from behind the desk and putting on a cheerful façade, while still feeling on edge.
“Hey, Hitch. I was thinking we could take our friendship to the next level,” Zipp said in a sultry tone.
“I have no idea what that means,” Hitch said, unconvincingly.
“Oh, I think you know what I mean,” Zipp said, trotting up to him. She then turned around and slowly brushed her tail against his face.
“Nope, no clue,” Hitch lied.
“You really mean to tell me, you never thought of this,” Zipp said, lifting her tail and revealing her beautiful, wet pussy.
Hitch stammered for a bit as his erection grew between his hindlegs. Zipp turned her head and could see the sheriff’s stiff cock. She grinned with satisfaction.
“Go ahead, Hitch. Take me. Right here, right now,” Zipp said in a lustful voice.
Hitch began to hyperventilate a bit. He could feel the temptation coursing through his veins. His member twitched as he imagined what it would be like to stick his cock inside his friend’s pussy.
He had never had such thoughts before and when that realization dawned on him, Hitch’s eyes widened and he tucked his tail between his legs to cover his erection. He then let out a flustered, “No, we can’t...I can’t….I’m sorry.”
Hitch then bolted out of there, throwing the doors open and rapidly galloping down the street.
Zipp wasn’t sure what to do. She really didn’t expect this reaction. She was prepared for rejection, but this? Her instincts told her to conduct an investigation, but Hitch seemed too distraught to give her any answers. She knew it was best to leave him be for now. Perhaps Sunny could provide some insight? So, Zipp left the station and made her way to the Brighthouse. Once she arrived, she found Sunny baking something with Izzy.
“Sunny, have you noticed anything off with Hitch lately?” Zipp asked.
“No, why?” Sunny asked.
“I asked him to...um...do something for me...and he got all weird about it,” Zipp said.
“Yeah, that is strange. What was this thing that you asked him to do?” Sunny asked.
“Personal stuff,” Zipp said.
“Hmmm.…Well, I’ll go talk to him tomorrow to see what’s what,” Sunny said.
“Thanks, Sunny,” Zipp said.
“You’re welcome, Zipp,” Sunny said.
The next day, Sunny made her way to the station and found Hitch back at his desk.
“So Hitch, I heard you and Zipp had a disagreement,” Sunny said.
Hitch sighed and said, “I wouldn’t call it that. It was like...remember that time you confessed your feelings for me and then I came out to you?”
“Yeah, I remember. So, Zipp has feelings for you and you turned her down?” Sunny said, embarrassed as she remembered how hard she had tried to sound flirty only for Hitch to tell her he was gay.
“Well, here’s the difference between you and Zipp. You wanted to date. Zipp just wants to fuck. She actually presented her pussy to me. I told her that I didn’t want to do it and I ran off,” Hitch said.
“Oh, wow! Yeah, I can see now why you would run off. Did you tell her you were gay?” Sunny asked.
“No and I don’t want to. But you know what’s really messed up? When I saw her vagina, for a brief moment I…actually wanted to fuck her. I even got hard. Like why would I get hard seeing a mare showing me her pussy when I’m gay?!” Hitch said.
“Well, I mean...maybe Zipp presenting herself to you reminded you of the times a stallion would present himself to you? Have you gotten any since you broke up with Sprout? If not then you’re probably just getting a little desperate. What is it that stallions say, ‘any hole is a goal?’” Sunny said.
Hitch cringed as he heard that quote come out of Sunny’s mouth.
“No, I haven’t gotten any since Sprout. After my experience with him, I just really don’t feel like dating and I really don’t do the whole hookup thing,” Hitch said.
“Makes sense. Now, as for coming out, I don’t see why you can’t come out to her,” Sunny said.
“I like keeping my sexuality private. You and Sprout are the only two who know I like guys,” Hitch said.
“You can totally tell our friends though. After all we’ve been through, you being gay isn’t going to break us apart,” Sunny said.
“I would rather not take that chance,” Hitch said.
Sunny sighed. She returned to the Crystal Brighthouse hoping Zipp would just forget about the whole thing. She was not so lucky.
“So, did you find out what’s wrong with Hitch?” Zipp asked.
“There’s nothing wrong with Hitch. He just is, um, going through some very personal stuff. We all have our own stuff that we go through and it just so happened that what you asked Hitch to do freaked him out because it, um, reminded him of, um…the stuff that he is going through,” Sunny said, feeling awkward as hell.
“I see,” Zipp said, “I’m gonna go for a trot.”
Zipp exited the Brighthouse and began to trot about the area, keeping her voice low as she thought out loud.
“He’s ‘going through stuff’? Weird explanation, but whatever I guess. I better apologize to Hitch. I feel like such an idiot for presenting myself to a guy who’s not into me, even though I got him hard. Was it something about the way I presented? Or maybe…,” Zipp then gasped and said, “maybe he liked what he saw, but he has a special somepony! I gave him the go ahead to take me right then and there and what if he didn’t because he is a loyal coltfriend who loves and adores his special somepony? Friends with benefits is the life for me…but maybe not for him,” Zipp said.
So, Zipp made her way down to the station to ask Hitch for forgiveness. As she approached the doors, however, she heard an angry Hitch yelling into his phone on the other side.
“For the last time I am not taking you back! I don’t love you anymore! So just fuck off and leave me alone!” Hitch shouted and then angrily hung up.
Zipp’s eyes widened in shock as she heard Hitch spew those words. Hitch himself was also in shock that he had lost his temper for the second day in a row, and all because of the same pony.
“Maybe I should come back later. Hopefully he’ll be in a better mood,” Zipp thought to herself. As she trotted away however, the station doors opened and Hitch spotted her.
“Oh, hey Zipp,” Hitch said, his voice shaky.
“Sorry if I came at a bad time, I just wanted to apologize for yesterday,” Zipp said.
“It’s fine. Um, how much of that phone call did you hear?” Hitch asked.
“Only the last few seconds,” Zipp said.
Hitch breathed a sigh of relief.
“That’s good. Oh, and, um, don’t worry about yesterday,” Hitch said.
“I just feel bad because I realize now that you weren’t into me and I just feel like an idiot, especially since you have, or I guess had, a special somepony,” Zipp said.
“Yeah, I don’t have a special somepony anymore, we broke up awhile ago. Irreconcilable differences, I guess you could say. Don’t feel bad about presenting yourself to me, everypony has their needs,” Hitch said.
“Yes, I know, I just feel like a bad friend for making you feel like you had to run away. Sunny told me you were going through some stuff. If you ever want to talk to somepony about it I’m here for you,” Zipp said.
“Thanks, Zipp,” Hitch said.
“You’re welcome, Hitch,” Zipp said.
“Well, I’m gonna go head out for a trot and then I’ll finish up my paperwork,” Hitch said.
“I’m going to head back to the Brighthouse. I’m glad we got this sorted out,” Zipp said.
Hitch nodded in agreement and then the two ponies parted ways. On her way back to the Brighthouse, Zipp heard a pony crying. She turned and saw Sprout curled up on a bench sobbing.
“…heartless asshole,” Sprout muttered to himself.
There was a trashcan next to the bench and on the top of the heap of trash was a crumpled up photograph. Zipp saw this, uncrumpled the photograph, and noticed that it was a photo of Hitch and Sprout. Zipp took the photo out of the trash, and briefly looked down at the pony on the bench, who temporarily stopped crying when he noticed her presence.
“Get away from me!” he shouted, tears streaming down his face.
“Okay, okay. I’m going,” Zipp said, making a speedy exit, flying off towards the Brighthouse. Once she arrived, she was greeted by Sunny.
“There you are Zipp! Dinner’s almost ready!” Sunny said.
“Relax, Sunny. I stopped by the station and talked to Hitch. Everything is sorted out between us now. I also saw something interesting on the way home. I found this photo in the trash next to a bench where Sprout was at,” Zipp said, showing Sunny the photo.
Sunny looked at the photo with a twinge of sorrow in her heart.
“I think this was from the last Maretime Bay Day Festival before magic came back. Hitch and I were still friends with Sprout then. I’m sad to hear he threw this away, but I guess it’s understandable, especially given the history between him and Hitch too,” Sunny said.
“History?” Zipp asked intrigued.
Sunny grew nervous as she realized that she had overshared. “I just mean, um, um, I mean I think him and Sprout we’re friends first before I became friends with them, no that’s not right, but they, um, spent some time together that I wasn’t around for, or I, I mean we were friends, but there was just time when they would do stuff together on their own without me…um…I need to take the lasagna out of the oven,” Sunny said.
“Already done,” Izzy said, proudly showing the hot lasagna that was ready to be served.
“Thanks, Izzy,” Sunny nervously said, “I’ll set the table then.”
“Did that too,” Izzy said, pointing to a table that was nicely set with silverware, plates, cups, and even a shaker of Parmesan cheese.
“I’ll just um, get the drinks out,” Sunny said.
“I already did that too,” Izzy said, pointing to a selection of beverages she had lined up on the counter.
“Then I’ll…exit this conversation by retreating upstairs to go brush my mane before I eat,” Sunny said, briskly going upstairs and leaving Zipp behind and bewildered.
“Strange, very strange,” Zipp thought to herself.
The dinner went fine, albeit with an air of awkwardness. When they went to bed later that night, Zipp had trouble falling asleep. The wheels turned in Zipp’s mind as she contemplated what she had learned so far. She had learned that Hitch was apparently not bothered now by her presenting herself to him the other day. She also learned that he used to have a special somepony. On top of that him and Sprout, had a “history” of doing stuff that didn’t involve Sunny while all three were still friends. Then Sprout’s words came back to her, and it all clicked.
“How did I not consider this before?” Zipp said.
Zipp felt embarrassed at the thought of having asked her gay friend to fuck her. This wouldn’t be the first time this had happened to her, recalling a time in Zephyr Heights where a friend had responded to her offer of casual sex with “no thanks, I’m gay.” She recalled that that particular friend wasn’t hard at all like Hitch had been though.
“So, okay, maybe Hitch is bi. Whatever, I guess he’s just not into me,” Zipp thought to herself, feeling incredibly bummed out.
Zipp then heard a knock on the door. With the other ponies asleep, she took it upon herself to go downstairs and answer the door. When she arrived downstairs and opened the door, she saw Hitch standing there with a nervous expression on his face.
“Hey, Zipp, would you mind coming down to the station with me? There’s something I want to tell you,” the Sheriff pony said.
“Sure,” Zipp said, curious.
So, Zipp followed Hitch to the station, eager to know if her hunch was correct. Once there, Hitch immediately closed the doors and carefully took a look around the station to ensure they were alone. Satisfied, Hitch began to speak.
“Zipp, I’ve been keeping a secret. I’m…I’m…,” Hitch hesitated before finally blurting out, “I’m gay…And Sprout used to be my special somepony,” Hitch confessed.
Zipp gave him a warm, reassuring smile. She was glad that he had the courage to come out, even though she had expected him to come out as bi instead of gay.
“So, you’re gay, that’s fine with me. I’m kinda surprised though because you seemed...stiff when you saw my pussy yesterday,” Zipp said.
“Well, that pose you did, that’s the same one he used to do. I haven’t had anypony present themselves to me since he and I broke up. I admit too, that when I saw you show off your pussy like that, I, um, got curious about what it would be like to, um…slip inside. But I’m a gay stallion and gay stallions don’t do shit like that, so when I caught myself thinking about entering your pussy I freaked out,” Hitch said.
“You know, I’m bisexual myself though I used to think I was a lesbian. One day I found a guy to experiment with and the rest is history. I also know what it’s like to break up with somepony. I got dumped by my marefriend not too long before I met all of you and since then I haven’t dated anypony. I still have my needs though. I have some friends with benefits back in Zephyr Heights, but since I spend most of my time here, I was kind of hoping I could find a friend with benefits here and I was kind of hoping that would be you. I like hanging out with you and I think you’re smoking hot, but I only offer sex to those who I consider to be a good friend and you Hitch are a good friend. I’m not looking for a relationship, Hitch. I just need to get off. Maybe you do too? I can be your first mare. What do you say?” Zipp said.
“I like hanging out with you too, Zipp and I think you’re a great friend, and I will say you are quite good looking. I have to admit you’re offer is tempting. I’m glad we’re on the same page with relationships because after that call with Sprout, I have zero interest in dating right now. Not that I could date you anyway because I have no romantic feelings for mares, but you know what I mean, right? I...I can’t believe I’m saying this, but...yes, I want to fuck you too Zipp,” Hitch said.
“Alright, then big boy. Rail my pussy with your big gay cock,” Zipp said.
Hitch laughed. “Sorry Zipp, just no one’s ever called my equipment that before,” the sheriff pony said.
“It’s fine. I get carried away with the dirty talk when I get aroused,” Zipp said, her face becoming red with embarrassment.
“Hey don’t be, embarrassed. I thought it was funny,” Hitch said.
“Thanks. Feel free to do some dirty talk of your own,” Zipp said.
“Now how should we start this off? Should we do some foreplay first?” Hitch asked.
“Oh yeah, I totally forgot about foreplay. Yeah, we can do some of that. Work our way up to you smashing my pussy. How about you sit down on that chair right there and let me get you nice and hard,” Zipp said.
Hitch did as she suggested and sat down at his desk chair, his cock emerging from his sheath. Zipp moved over to him and then lowered herself to the ground and used a wing to caress Hitch’s cock. She then carefully wrapped her wing around his cock and started jerking him off. Hitch’s member twitched as Zipp gave him his first wingjob. The sheriff pony moaned with delight as his cock grew to full mast.
“Wow, your, um, wing, feels so nice on my dick,” Hitch said.
“Heh, the boys in Zephyr Heights love it too. Heck, now that Pegasi can use their wings again, I hear the guys have stopped using their hooves and only use their wings to jerk off,” Zipp said.
Hitch began imagining the stallions of Zephyr Heights using their wings to play with their cocks, and in that moment Hitch began to wish he had wings too.
Now that he was fully hard, Zipp took Hitch’s cock into her mouth and blew him. Hitch moaned with delight. Damn, it had been a long time since he had a blow job. Her warm throat and skilled tongue felt delightful.
“Aw fuck, you’re good. Keep going and you’ll have me shooting in no time,” Hitch said.
Zipp stopped and removed Hitch’s member from her muzzle. “Don’t cum yet, sheriff, this is just the warm up. I don’t suppose you would be interested in going down on me?” Zipp said.
“Sure, I’ll eat you out, Zipp,” Hitch said.
Zipp got back up and turned around. Once again she presented her pussy to her friend. Hitch felt delighted that he was going to go down on her, but yet he also felt apprehension. He had the feeling that what he was about to do was wrong. Gay stallions aren’t supposed to want this. He’s not supposed to lick her folds or stick his tongue inside her pussy. Yet he wanted it and he knew Zipp wanted it too. The sight of her pussy, which he could see was becoming wet, triggered feelings of lust in him that he never expected to feel. So, he moved his chair, so his face could be closer to her snatch. He could smell her arousal now, fueling the lust inside him. Then he tasted her arousal by licking her folds all the way down to her clit. Her moans told him he must have hit a good spot, so he repeated his same motions and this time he caused Zipp to yell, “yes, that’s it Hitch, just keep licking me there or you can rub it with your hoof too if you want to switch it up!”
Hitch kept it up, stimulating her clit with his tongue for a little bit more before switching with his hoof. Occasionally, he would slip his tongue inside her pussy, making him want to fuck her with his dick even more. Eating out her pussy felt so nice, but yet again that feeling that this was all wrong cropped up and nagged at him for enjoying this. Hitch, the closeted homosexual sheriff of Maretime Bay just touched and ate out a Mare’s pussy and liked it. It felt so right to Zipp though. For a stallion who had never been with a mare, she was pleasantly surprised by Hitch’s performance so far. She moaned in delight at the continued stimulation. Hitch took Zipp’s moans as reassurance that what he was doing was right. She was enjoying herself; he was giving her pleasure. Then why was there a feeling in the back of his mind that all of this was wrong?
Zipp’s mind was free of such tumult, she was perfectly comfortable being pleasured by, and giving pleasure to, someone of the opposite sex. She enjoyed the clitoral stimulation and getting eaten out, but she didn’t want to cum before he had even stuck it in her. Heck, her last male fuckbuddy would have already been begging her to let him put his dick in minutes ago. She was happy that Hitch liked foreplay, but she was ready for the main event now.
“Hitch, you’re…uh…doing great, I feel ready to take your rod in me now. So, what do you say?” Zipp said.
Hitch stopped and stood up and took in the sight before him. Zipp, his friend, wanted his cock inside her. Up until this night, Hitch had been convinced that his penis would be reserved for the asses of stallions for the rest of his life. But as he was eating her out he felt that urge to fuck her, the same urge he used to feel with Sprout.
“I want to put it in you too, Zipp. I can’t believe I’m saying that, given who I am…” Hitch said, his nervousness starting to show through, he could even feel himself go soft a bit.
Zipp picked up on this and said in a reassuring tone, “hey, if this is too much we can stop, but if you want to continue just relax and let go of labels tonight. Tonight, I’m just a mare and you’re just a stallion and what we’re about to do is perfectly normal. So, if you’re ready, come on and take me Hitch. My pussy belongs to you tonight,” Zipp said.
“Thank you, Zipp. That really helped. I’m just gonna go grab a condom and I’ll be ready,” Hitch said.
“You’re welcome, Hitch. I’m ready when you are,” Zipp said.
As Hitch let go of his worries and disregarded his sexuality for the time being, his dick grew back to its full length and throbbed in anticipation. He quickly made his way over to his desk, pulled out a condom from the lower drawers and quickly put it on his hard throbbing cock.
“Alright, Zipp, stay in that position right there because I want to fuck you from behind,” Hitch said.
“Fine by me, you handsome stallion,” Zipp said, preparing to be mounted.
Hitch trotted forward. He then positioned himself on top of Zipp, wrapping his forehooves around her and his dick prodding the lips of her pussy. Adjusting himself slightly, he slid his dick inside her snatch. Her walls felt so warm and nice on his dick. He then began to thrust gently in and out, moaning in great pleasure as he felt her pussy milk him. Zipp matched his moans with her own pleasure-tinged moans.
“Oh, yes, Hitch that feels really good. You can go harder and faster, I can take it,” Zipp said.
“Oh, I like the sound of that!” Hitch said. And so he began to fuck her harder and faster, moaning loudly as he pounded her pussy.
“Oh yes, Hitch, keep it up!” Zipp said.
Hitch did indeed keep it up. The feeling of her pussy wrapped around his cock was pure ecstasy. He loved the feeling of thrusting in and out of her. He never thought he would get so much pleasure from this. It felt different from fucking a stallion’s ass, but in a good way, a very good way.
“You’re pussy feels so fucking good!” Hitch exclaimed.
“You’re cock feels really great too!” Zipp said.
“Oh, yeah, you like my cock in your hole?” Hitch said.
“Fuck yeah, I do!” Zipp said.
Hitch then slapped her on the ass and fucked her harder and faster than before. He had essentially given the same dirty talk to Zipp that he used to give to Sprout, but Zipp's responses sounded way hotter to him than the responses he had gotten from Sprout. Hitch realized then that Sprout would be so jealous if he knew Zipp was getting a dicking instead of him, and that knowledge only encouraged Hitch to keep going. And so the two ponies kept at it, Hitch thrusting in and out of Zipp’s pussy and Zipp moaning and crying out to Hitch in pure bliss.
Neither wanted this fun to stop, but of course all good things must come to an end.
Hitch could feel that he was about to shoot his load at any minute now as he continued to enjoy the pleasure of his friend’s pussy. Zipp was pretty close to her own climax too as she reveled in being pleasured by her friend’s penis.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Hitch said.
“So am I! Cum inside me, Hitch!” Zipp said.
Hitch continued to thrust in and out of her, feeling his friend’s pussy milk his cock even more, her walls tightening around his member. Finally, he reached the point of no return and soon he began ejaculating, he could feel his dick pulse as ropes of cum shot out of his tip. Zipp came at the same time and with her walls wrapped tightly around his shaft, the sensation of cumming became way more intense. Once he and Zipp had stopped cumming, he pulled out of her and threw away the condom. Then the two ponies collapsed to the ground as their afterglows began. Hitch panted as he took it all in. He had just had sex for the first time in many months and he just came inside his friend. He had fucked his friend until he came inside…inside a mare’s vagina. That fact hit him hard. Was the post nut clarity happening already? Hitch’s dick began to soften sooner than he had anticipated as the realization that he had fucked a mare hit him like a food truck. All of the thoughts about his sexuality that he had cast aside while he pounded his friend were now hitting him at full force. Hitch got up and sat down on his desk chair as he rode the wave of having an identity crisis.
Zipp, on the other hoof, was still basking in the afterglow, feeling incredibly satisfied after such a good rutting. But as she turned around, she saw the distressed look on his face.
“Ah, the post sex identity crisis. I’ve been there before,” Zipp said.
Hitch nodded. “Zipp you were great, amazing, even. Fucking your pussy was one of the most fun things I’ve ever done in my life, but now I feel like a traitor to every gay stallion in the world. I’ve spent all my life thinking I was a gay stallion. How could I enjoy something like this? Is my gayness slipping away. Oh my hoofness…” Hitch said, distraught.
Zipp took a deep breath and sighed, trotting over to him, “I thought I was losing my homosexuality too after I took my first stallion. I was really upset, but eventually I realized that I never stopped liking other mares. Just because I enjoy getting railed by a stallion doesn’t mean I don’t still want to be in a relationship with another mare.”
“That’s good to hear. I’m so worried I’m not gonna to be into stallions anymore or that stallions aren’t gonna want to date me if they ever found out about this. I’ve always dreamed of having a husband and I don’t want to lose that,” Hitch said.
“Don’t worry. Pegasus pussy doesn’t have the magical ability to turn gay stallions straight. Like I said, I was worried like you were too, but I was still able to fall in love with other mares. You’re probably gonna be repulsed at the thought of doing anything to a pussy for awhile, but eventually you’ll start craving it again and maybe you’ll have a couple of more moments like these after satiating those cravings, but eventually you’ll get over the guilt and you’ll just roll with it. That’s how my experience with dick was anyway. As for dating, well, sure, some gay guys would probably get turned off if they knew, but not all gay guys are like that. The gay guys I’m friends with in Zephyr Heights have dated stallions who have done it with a mare, so don’t lose hope. You could always seek out bi stallions too” Zipp said.
“Thanks Zipp. I feel much more reassured now,” Hitch said.
“Anytime, Hitch. And whenever you feel like pounding pussy again, just hit me up,” Zipp said.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Hitch said with a sultry grin.
The two ponies then stood up and gave each other warm, friendly hugs before sitting down on the floor next to each other.
“Don’t tell Sunny about this, okay? I don’t want her thinking she has a chance with me. She used to have feelings for me years ago,” Hitch said.
“I understand,” Zipp said.
The two ponies then exited the station with their friendship not only intact, but stronger than it was before…and with some benefits too.