Relax
“Heh. Sorry, Zapp.” Hitch waved a dismissive hoof as the two of them walked into the sheriff’s office just after dusk. Hitch cocked an eyebrow with a confident smirk. “I’m a top and a top exclusively. Nopony gets me on my back.”
Price Zapp followed him in and rolled his eyes. “Technically, you don’t need to be on your back to take a cock up your ass.”
Hitch cantered with high steps and tossed his head left and right. "Back, belly, sideways, whatever." He sat down behind his desk with an authoritative thud, then reclined and kicked his hind hooves onto his desk. "Point is: I'm surprised you'd even question it. I exude top energy. I mean, c'mon!" He reached into his desk and pulled out a calendar. "Have you seen what I look like in these?" He flipped though twelve risqué images of himself in dashing, confident poses.
Zapp smirked and shrugged. "Eh, you could just be a power bottom."
"Am not!" Hitch smacked his desk with a hoof and leaned forward. His face glowed red.
With a laugh, Zapp said, "I thiiiink the hero doth protest too much."
Hitch folded his forelegs and sneered. "Zapp, did you just come here to question my sex life? Don't you have a mystery to solve or something?"
"Oh, I'm already on the case, Sheriff." He casually walked up to Hitch's desk and stood on the opposite side. "See, I've been wondering something for a long time. Maretime Bay has the most eligible bachelor in Equestria. He's hard-working, fit, incredibly sexy in uniform, would always put another pony first, so we know he's a generous lover…"
"What's your point?"
"My point is, Sheriff." He slammed a hoof on the desk and got up in Hitch's face. "Why isn't every mare and stallion this side of Bridlewood talking about how they got their back blown out by the hottest earth pony on the planet?"
Hitch blushed and looked aside. "Well, maybe they're being polite." He sighed. "And it doesn't matter. Even if I used to have a wild sex life – which I am not admitting to – between my job and being a single dragon dad, I'm…" He rolled his head around, looking for the right word.
"Pent up?"
"Exhausted!" He threw his hooves up, then let his forehead hit the desk. "And stressed and on a short fuse and–"
"And we arrive at the truth."
Hitch looked up. "The what now?"
"The actual reason I'm here." Zapp walked around and set a hoof on Hitch's shoulder. "Buddy, I know you're stretched thin, and I know you won't take care of yourself unless I force you to."
Hitch gave his friend a sidelong glance. "You’re… going to put me to bed?"
"Not quite,” Zapp laughed. “I came to help you unwind." He turned and flicked his tail across Hitch's face, then saw Hitch's eyes flutter as the smell of pegasus balls hit his nose. "I've seen the way you look at me, and yeah, I think you're hot, too. So why not take a ride?"
Shaking off the haze, Hitch blinked, and reality hit him. "You… Wow, you wanna be friends with benefits. Huh."
Zapp shrugged. "We're already friends, right? Why not get the benefits?"
Hitch's eyes went wide as he leered at Zapp's perfect, pearly ass. He shook his head. "Zapp, I'm at work."
"No, you're putting in overtime, and that means you deserve a break. I'm pretty sure you have to take one every few hours. Legally speaking."
Hitch paused, then snorted. "Dammit, he's right," he mumbled.
"So…" Zapp lilted. He gracefully strutted around the desk, opposite of Hitch, then lifted his tail and sat on the desk. His wide, soft ass squished against the wood. It was tight and perfect, befitting a Prince of Zephyr Heights. "You gonna fuck me or what?"
Hitch drew a sharp breath, his gaze flashing between Zapp's face and ass.
Zapp smirked. "I can smell your cock from here, Hitch. Don't pretend you're not into this."
"I-I-I don't have any lube," he offered weakly.
On cue, Zapp pulled a bottle out of his bag and set it authoritatively on the desk.
Hitch gulped, then glanced at the door. "...Okay, fine, but we have to be quick." He stood up and trotted over to the window to close the blinds. Zapp could already see his thick, pink-and-brown mottled cock, half-hard and swinging between his legs as he walked. "You're lucky that Izzy took Sparky overnight, or I wouldn't be able to do this."
"Who do you think gave Izzy the idea?" Zapp said with a grin.
Hitch froze as the blinds closed. He shot Zapp a dirty look, scrunched nose and all. "I'm going to absolutely pound you for that."
"I hope so." Zapp turned around and threw his forehooves onto the desk. He shifted his weight so that his ass jiggled. "Hop on, Sheriff. I wanna see what that monster can do."
"Careful what you wish for, Zapp." He strutted over and behind his friend. He picked up the bottle, flipped it open, and poured the silky liquid onto his hoof. "Because you're going to get it. Hard."
"Bring it on, big guy."
Ever the gentlestallion, Hitch let the lube warm on his hoof before reaching between Zapp's legs. Zapp's long, jet-black cock dangled there, already bouncing with Zapp's heartbeat. Hitch smeared some of the lube on it and gently massaged up and down, milking it.
"Mmm…" Zapp groaned. "I thought you said I was bottoming?"
"I'm thick, Zapp. That's not a brag, just a fact, and it works best if my bottoms are as riled up as possible.” He flashed a toothy smile. “You'll thank me when I'm halfway in."
Zapp luxuriated at Hitch's touch, and his wings fluffed out. Hitch was a precise machine as he worked Zapp's cock. Whenever he found a spot that made Zapp gasp, he eased off, just for a moment, the perfect amount of time for Zapp's body to let its guard down before Hitch sent another jolt of pleasure through his body. "Fuck, Hitch. You're… really good at that."
He gave another smug smile. "I pay attention. Think you're ready?"
Zapp flared his wings. "Go for it."
With a quick hoof, Hitch lubed himself up, then spread more over Zapp's puckered hole. He reared up behind Zapp and set his broad hooves on the desk on either side of his friend’s shoulders. His dick was fully hard now, and it slid between Zapp's legs and rubbed under his balls. Zapp moaned, and Hitch sawed back and forth with his hips, frotting his friend.
Hitch leaned down to Zapp's ear. His tone took on a low, lusty rumble. "Now you just let the Sheriff take over. Let's see if we can make you cum just from digging into that ass."
Zapp turned his head. "Don't forget that we're here for you, Hitch."
"Right, right," he whispered. He pulled back and aimed his cock at Zapp's hole. "Deep breath."
As Zapp breathed from his chest, Hitch pushed forward. His cock head, already engorged, met resistance as the cold lube made contact. Zapp breathed out and relaxed, and the head popped in with a schlorp.
Zapp shuddered. "Oh, fuck, you are thick. Gimme a second."
"Take your time." Hitch settled his weight onto Zapp's back like a comfortable, heavy blanket, then reached under him to gently stroke his dick. He traced Zapp's length with a light hoof, brushing it with the soft hairs on his fetlock.
"Oooh, fuck." Zapp's eyes rolled back in his head. Despite the slight discomfort, he couldn't help but push back, taking more of Hitch's cock into him, stopping only when he bumped into the medial ring. "Okay, go for it," he panted.
Hitch didn't hesitate. He pulled most of the way out, then pistoned right back in, just a little faster. He did it again, then again, picking up speed. At each thrust, his medial ring hit Zapp's hole, spreading it just a bit wider each time. Hitch teased Zapp with his ring, always threatening to push it in, but never quite forcing it.
Zapp relished the feeling and lost himself in getting opened up. "Pop it in me, Hitch! I'm ready!"
Hitch kept up his steady pace. "You sure?"
"Do it!"
With strong, muscular forelegs, Hitch grabbed Zapp's shoulders and pulled as he rotated his hips forward. His ring finally popped past Zapp's stretched hole.
Zapp screamed in delight. "Yes! Fuck yes!" He gasped and panted. "Oh fuck, oh fuck!" Zapp shook like he would collapse.
Hitch remained focused on every detail of Zapp's body. He finally pulled back out, not all the way, but just so his head was the only thing inside Zapp. "Doing okay there, Zapp?"
"Doing amazing, buddy." Zapp did, in fact, collapse, leaving a sweaty pegasus print on Hitch's desk. "I-I've never taken anypony that thick.” His jaw rattled as his body settled down. “Thanks for helping me warm up."
Hitch chuckled. "Told ya' you'd be thanking me."
“Wait… Y–” Zapp blushed. "Okay, you win.” He looked over his shoulder. “But I'm gonna need you to hilt me, and fast."
"Waaaaay ahead of you." Hitch was already reapplying lube, and he wasted no time thrusting back in, all the way past the ring.
Zapp bit down on a hoof to muffle another squeal as Hitch moved back and forth, getting closer and closer to being balls-deep on each push.
Hitch held Zapp down on the desk, tight so that he couldn't move, and pounded his ass. He kept still except for his powerful hips. He stayed focused, mentally recording how Zapp reacted to each change of angle, each thrust, to find what drove him crazy.
Zapp’s hard dick slapped against the front of Hitch's desk. A familiar warmth rose up in his crotch, slowly spreading to his belly and from the base of his cock. "Oh, Hitch. I'm close."
Hitch breathed heavily, but evenly. "Want me to cum in your ass?"
Zapp's head swam. "I…" He was struck by a realization. "Pull out."
Hitch did as he was told and jerked his cock with a free hoof. "Want it on your back?" He smirked. "Or all over your face?"
“No, I–” Zapp turned around, fighting against his straining cock. The pain of denied pleasure was written all over his face. "I want you to get what you want."
"But you need to get off!" Hitch practically yelled. "And I'm really sorry. But we need to be quick. I've got a lot of paperwork to take care of before I go check on the nocturnal critters." He kept stroking himself to keep hard.
Zapp instinctively jerked himself, too, as he leaned back on the desk. He gave Hitch a flat look. "You were thinking about work while you were fucking me, weren't you?"
Hitch's ears folded down, and he went wide-eyed. "Uh… a little?"
"Hitch!" Zapp half-scolded, half-whined. "I'm here to help you relax."
Hitch looked at the floor. Weakly, he said, "I was going to cum, too."
Zapp dipped his head to look him in the eye. "But were you enjoying yourself?"
He looked up. "The important thing is whether you were enjoying it. I'm just here to take care of others."
"Hitch, that's unreasonable."
He shook his head, then hung it. "No, it's not. I'm the sheriff. It's what I do: make other ponies comfortable and safe. What does it matter if I'm enjoying myself? I can–"
He was interrupted by Zapp grabbing his face and kissing him.
Hitch tensed up as Zapp sucked on his lips. His cock jumped when Zapp's tongue forced its way into his mouth. He relaxed when Zapp gently pulled away and kissed his nose. Blinking, Hitch asked, "What was that?"
"Had to shut you up somehow. Now," he said, setting a hoof on his friend's shoulder. "I want to show you a good time. You deserve it, too. Can you give me that chance?"
Hitch paused.
Zapp smiled. "Five minutes. Just let me give you that. I won't do anything you don't want. But just… gimme five minutes."
Hitch sighed. "Okay. But then I’m getting right back to work."
"Deal. Lie down on the rug."
Hitch rolled his eyes. "Sure, but I might not last that long." He looked down at his half-hard cock, still throbbing. "I was pretty close already." He lay down on his back.
Zapp settled onto his belly and stuck his head between Hitch's hind legs. "I'll make it last."
"Okay, but if you get tired–" He sucked a breath through his teeth as Zapp licked his balls with a wet, rough tongue. "Oooh. Okay, wow."
"Try to relax, Hitch." Zapp sucked one of Hitch's balls, slurping loudly. He grabbed onto both hind legs to get some leverage.
Hitch craned his head. "I am relaxed."
Zapp narrowed his eyes, then let go of Hitch's legs. They remained tense and sticking straight in the air.
Hitch blushed. “Well, maybe not totally relaxed.”
“Hm…” Zapp stroked his chin. “I know what we can do.” He took up his position again, breathing hot air onto Hitch’s balls. “You ever been eaten out before?”
“Do ponies really do thaAAA–” His back arched and his head slammed against the rug as Zapp licked once across his hole. “Oh my… what!?” He flattened against the rug like he was on a narrow ledge on a tall building, and his heart pounded in much the same way. “That was… wow.”
Zapp stifled a laugh. “You like that?”
“I… certainly didn’t hate it.”
“Good. Just lie back, close your eyes, and let the prince treat you like royalty.”
Hitch took a deep breath and lay back on the rug. His mind raced, but he relaxed his shoulders as Zapp’s soft lips gently kissed the insides of his hind legs. They were squishy and warm, and they moved up and down on either side, never more than a light touch that made Hitch’s skin tingle. Zapp’s nose bumped against Hitch’s balls, and his cock stirred. It had been laying on his stomach, half hard and warm, but it began to grow again with the beat of his heart.
Hitch gasped, smaller this time, when Zapp exhaled on his hole. The warm breath across the sensitive skin coaxed it into relaxing and opening. After enjoying a few kisses on his taint, Hitch felt Zapp’s mouth closing in on his ass. The pegasus moved with the delicate airiness of royalty, and when the lips made contact this time, it wasn’t the sudden jolt of pleasure Hitch had first experienced. No, this time, with the shock worn off, a pleasant dizziness bloomed at his forehead, not unlike the buzz from a second or third beer. That warm dizziness spread across his face, to the back of his head, and down his neck and spine, and at the same time, he felt it in his cock, too. Zapp sucked, and Hitch felt his muscles unwind, one by one, drunk on this intense gentleness that he felt with his whole body.
Zapp moved with purpose and rhythm. A kiss here, another suck of the balls, a few licks to Hitch’s hole. Hitch moaned with the beat. “Mm. Mm. Mm.” His soft moans became whimpers, and his hind legs rested on Zapp’s shoulders as Zapp worked Hitch’s ass cheeks with both hooves. Zapp sandwiched himself in Hitch’s ass, licking and sucking and licking again, as lost in the feeling as Hitch was.
But Hitch’s heart rate picked up. His dick throbbed on his stomach, and with each lick, more precum leaked from his cock. His chest was already sticky, and he found himself spreading his legs wider, hoping Zapp could go just a little deeper.
Panting, Zapp looked up. “There, that’s better.”
Hitch raised his head. “Wait, you’re done already? Can you go deeper?”
“We’re just getting started,” Zapp said with a smile. “And I can go deeper, but not with my tongue.” He crawled forward onto Hitch’s stomach, and while he did, he grabbed the lube with a wing and smeared some on his dick. Hitch sucked in a breath when he felt something flared and wet poking at his hole. “So what do you say?”
Hitch’s eyes darted from side to side. “I-I-I don’t know. You’ve already done a lot for me.”
“Hitch.”
“And I’ve never taken another stallion before. I wouldn’t want to ruin your night if it doesn’t work.” He nervously clopped his hooves together.
“Hitch.”
Hitch finally looked up at Zapp and saw a smiling face in the low light. “Yeah?”
Zapp rotated his hips, pressuring Hitch's hole and eliciting a moan. “Did you like that feeling?”
Hitch’s eyes flicked up, then down, then up again. “...Yeah.”
“And do you want more of it?”
Hitch paused.
Zapp asked again. “Don’t think about anypony else right now. Do you want it, Hitch?”
Hitch looked up into Zapp’s beautiful blue eyes. He saw comfort there, and as quietly as he’d ever said anything, he whispered, “Yeah.”
And he gasped as Zapp pushed his cockhead in. “A-ah!” He threw all four of his legs around Zapp and held on tight.
Zapp chuckled. “There, that wasn’t so bad. And–” His ears pricked up. He looked down at Hitch. “Wait, you’ve never been penetrated before?”
Hitch’s eyes dodged left and right, and he said a theatrical, “Uh, o-oh! Zapp! You’re soooooo big! Uh… Be gentle! With my… tight, virgin hole?”
Zapp narrowed his eyes. “Buddy, I’ve fucked virgin holes before. This ain’t it.”
“It is! Really!”
Zapp cocked his head, but then, it came to him. “Oh! You’ve got some toys, don’t you?”
“M-maybe a few.”
“Like four?”
“...like ten.”
Zapp smiled. “That’s great!”
“Really?” Hitch looked up again and cocked an eyebrow. “How so?”
“Because now I know how we’re gonna do this. C’mere!” He grabbed Hitch and rolled, and Hitch let out a small squeak. They flipped positions so that Zapp was on his back with his cock slipped between Hitch’s ass cheeks while Hitch sat on Zapp's stomach. “You’re gonna treat me like one of your toys. Easy as pie.”
Hitch blinked. “Really? You want me to just… play with you?”
Zapp nodded. “Mm-hm! Don’t worry about ‘bottoming’ or ‘topping’ or whatever. Just do what feels natural.”
Hitch chuckled. “Careful, Zapp. That rimjob is still messing with my head.”
“Good. Use that.” He pressed on Hitch’s shoulders, forcing him back. “Get to it.”
Hitch slid down the length of Zapp’s body, feeling the soft fur and the gentle caress of the pegasus feathers that reached out to brush his sides. And he felt something hot and stiff rubbing against his chest as he took his position.
And then, he saw it: Zapp’s dick, already hard and bouncing in front of his face. His eyes opened wide. He looked back at Zapp.
Zapp reclined. "Pretend I'm not even here."
Hitch looked back at the long, black cock in front of him. The desire from being edged to near orgasm, twice now, clouded his mind. All his responsibilities seemed so far away, but in front of him was a brand new toy, the likes of which he'd never gotten to play with. Everything else was a haze, and he stared, fixated on the dick that stood erect and perfect right in front of him.
"Hello, beautiful," Hitch murmured as he gave in. He closed his eyes and dove forward, wrapping his lips around the medial ring from the side. Zapp did his best to hold still, but his cock jumped and engorged at Hitch's touch. "Mmph!" Hitch moaned as it swelled in his mouth. He pulled back for just a moment. "Fuck, it's so warm." He dove back in and licked all over. He didn't care that it tasted like lube. He didn't care that Zapp saw him. His head swam with lust that had been dammed up for far too long, and he lost himself in pleasure.
Hitch went wild on Zapp's cock. He licked from base to tip and moaned when a salty spurt of precum landed on his tongue. He suckled on Zapp's cockhead while he hefted his friend's balls. "Fuck, they're so heavy," he whined with the dick still in his mouth.
Zapp craned his neck back, feeling jolts of pleasure as Hitch worked him over. Not being able to reach down and force Hitch's mouth around his cock was beautiful torture.
Hitch let Zapp slip out of his mouth, then rubbed his face all over the rubbery, smooth cock. "Oh, fuck…" he moaned. Hitch grabbed Zapp's dick and whapped himself on the face with it. Then he did it again a few more times, feeling the weight of it against his cheeks and smearing more saliva and precum near his eye. "Mm…"
Zapp spread his legs wider to give Hitch more access. He gasped as a rush of cool air hit his hot, sweaty balls.
Hitch was drowning in endorphins. He had lost track of when or where he was. All he could focus on was this wonderful, warm toy they felt so good across his face and in his mouth. His chest tightened and his heart raced as he realized where it would feel even better.
With one hoof masturbating Zapp's cock and still rubbing it against his face, he reached his other out to grab the lube. He fumbled around with it – why was it so hard to focus? – until he finally got the cap off. Taking even a moment away from Zapp's cock felt like an eternity. Huffing and panting, he doused one hoof with far more lube than he intended, but he didn't care.
Hitch reached behind himself, coated his ass in lube, and worked his hole with the tip of his hoof, all without pulling his face away from the incredible, long dick in front of him. "Fuck," he mumbled. "This is longer than my toys. I… I need this." He looked up at Zapp through his lust-drunk haze.
Zapp was breathing heavily, too, and he gave Hitch a nod.
Hitch panted, "Can I…"
"Whatever you want, buddy."
Hitch stared back at Zapp's dick, tongue hanging out of his mouth. "I want an anal orgasm." Without another thought, he hoisted himself up and stood over Zapp.
Zapp smirked. "Better stop jerking yourself off, then."
"What?" Hitch looked down at his dick and saw his lubed-up hoof working himself. He was so lost in lust that he hadn't noticed. "Oh. Right." He pulled his hoof away. "Should I…"
"Just close your eyes and enjoy it. It's just a new toy."
Hitch nodded and closed his eyes. He reached behind him and grabbed Zapp. A smile broke across his face. "It's so warm and firm. Like, really firm." He still panted like he was in heat.
Zapp reclined with a hoof behind his head, saying nothing.
Hitch sat back and gasped as Zapp’s head entered him. "O‐oh." He froze in a half-squat, then lowered himself. His eyes were wrenched shut, and he took quick breaths. He felt himself slowly fill up with his new toy, but this one was so different from the others. It held its shape, and he could feel the veins pulse as they slipped into him. Through gritted teeth, he grumbled, "Fuck, fuck." In one go, he took Zapp to the medial ring, and he paused, huffing and speaking quickly. "It’s real. It's so real. It's so real!"
Feeling Hitch's ass tighten around him, Zapp grunted as his cock twitched on its own.
Hitch gasped, and his jaw dropped. "Ah!"
"You okay?"
Hitch's head rolled back, and his eyes fluttered. "Do that again."
Zapp smiled and clenched his muscles, pushing up with his hips.
"Oh, fuck," Hitch moaned as he felt Zapp's dick swell. "Fuck, it grows!" A small trail of drool ran down Hitch's face. “Zapp, this is amazing.”
Zapp placed his hooves on Hitch’s hips. “All for you, Hitch. Take it all.”
Hitch’s whole upper body felt hot, and he didn’t care that his legs were starting to cramp. At Zapp’s command, he bounced on his friend’s cock. The medial ring hit his hole, over and over, each time making Hitch’s whole torso buzz. Zapp’s cockhead began to flare inside him, raking his insides, and Hitch collapsed forward. He caught himself with one hoof on Zapp’s chest as he pounded himself with his new toy. His head hung limp. “H-h-how is it still g-growing?”
Zapp pushed down on Hitch’s hips. Through ragged, endorphine-addled breaths, he said, “There’s so much… more.”
Hitch bounced again, then slammed his ass down, and Zapp’s medial ring slipped inside. “A-ah!” Hitch shouted with a slack jaw. His whole body was on fire, but rather than pull off, he took two deep breaths and pushed himself further onto Zapp’s widening cock. “Uh… uhnf… uhnf… Mmf!” Hitch whined. No matter how far he pushed himself down, there was always more, always wider, stretching him to his limit. And yet, he couldn’t stop. Every inch was more intense, and it sent more of that wonderful buzz through his veins. Hitch shook and grit his teeth at the slight pain, but he finally felt his ass brush against Zapp’s lap. “Fff…” Hitch bit his lip, and with one final push, he hilted himself on his friend. “A-a-ah!!!” he shouted, feeling torn apart and completely full in a way he never had.
Sweating at the forehead, Zapp held onto Hitch’s hips. “You okay?”
Hitch didn’t answer. Instead, he lifted his weight, then slammed back down onto Zapp’s dick, feeling that incredible length probe him even deeper. “Nng!” He did it again, then picked up speed, until he was slam-fucking himself onto his friend. He tried to say something, anything, but his brain was so fuzzy and muddled that all he could do was huff and groan.
Zapp quivered as that plump, eager ass swallowed his cock over and over again. Each thrust brought a shock to his whole body, until it was so fast and frequent that his brain couldn’t process it. He bit his lip, forcing himself to remain mostly still so that his friend could go as his own pace, but it was getting harder and harder not to buck his hips and fuck his friend for all he was worth.
Hitch’s coat glistened with sweat. Zapp’s cock hit him in places he didn’t know he had, and with its natural stiffness and length, every thrust was different from the last. The sensations overwhelmed him. He whined. “Deep… So deep… More… Deeper… Deeper!”
Zapp swallowed hard and said, “Lean back.”
Hitch had no brain power left to argue. He threw his body backwards and place his forehooves behind him, never leaving Zapp’s cock, slamming down onto it all the while. That first thrust hit him squarely in the sweet spot, and his whole ass felt full. “Ffffuck!” He rode Zapp’s cock hard, milking his prostate. His own dick bobbed in front of him, waving in the air and spilling even more pre onto Zapp’s chest. His balls knocked against his friend’s soft belly, and the feelings all melded together into something incomprehensibly pleasurable. “Hng! Hng!!!”
He looked down at his stomach, and his jaw dropped as he saw a tiny bulge on his stomach every time he slammed down. The sight of it drove him wild: here was a stallion cock, a real stallion cock, so deep inside him that he could see it. Instinctively, he rubbed at it with a hoof, just to feel it.
That finally caused Zapp to lose control, and he thrusted up into Hitch. They both screamed in pleasure. Zapp quaked and tried to apologize. “S-s-sorr–”
“Fuck me!” Hitch finally yelled. He looked to Zapp while he kept riding him, but his eyes were unfocused, unable to see through the horny fog on his mind. “Fuck me harder!”
Zapp struggled to maintain control. “Y-you sure?”
“Yes!” Hitch let all his weight settle on Zapp’s lap, pushing the cock as deep as he could make it go.
And Zapp lost any semblance of control. He finally let loose, thrusting deep into his friend, the plap plap plap echoing around the office. He felt his whole body tingle, but with what little willpower he could muster, he promised himself he would not cum before Hitch.
Hitch kept fucking himself on Zapp’s cock in time with his friend’s thrusts, but this was unlike any toy he’d ever used. This one fucked back. He felt his stomach distend, his asshole stretch, and every inch of that beautiful cock slid in and out of him. His mind was completely wrecked, and he sobbed from the overwhelming pleasure.
And his body felt it, too. His own cock kept bouncing in the air, and he could practically feel his balls churning with cum, so close to release. It was utter agony to not jerk off, but he didn’t know if he could will himself to move. “Zapp, I–” He swallowed hard. “I w-wanna cum. Make me cum, Zapp! Please!”
Zapp growled and tensed. He was so close, but he had to hold on. Still pounding Hitch, Zapp sat up and grabbed Hitch around the middle, then rolled forward and tackled Hitch down.
Hitch didn’t care that his head hit the wood floor. He didn’t care that his back hurt from the impact. All he cared about was getting more of Zapp’s cock deep inside him. He was so close.
And Zapp didn’t disappoint. His hot breath rolled across Hitch’s face in quick bursts, and he kept leaning forward, never letting Hitch go. He rolled his whole body until Hitch was on his back with his ass in the air: a mating press that would get Zapp as deep as possible, and he fucked Hitch without mercy. There was no controlling his body now. He had to fuck this stallion, had cum inside him, had to make his bottom cum without jerking himself off.
And it wouldn’t take long. Hitch gasped. A tear rolled down his cheek as a broad smile appeared on his face. This position was so perfect. His body was being utterly wrecked, pinned in place by a monster that wanted nothing more than to use his hole, and Hitch couldn’t get enough. His, cock, though, was quickly reaching its limit. Squished between the stallions like that, Hitch could feel every hair on their chests brush against it, every beat of Zapp’s heart subtly applying rhythmic pressure to his dick. Hitch laughed, sobbed, groaned, cried all at once, “I-I’m gonna…”
“Do it!” Zapp growled, eyes screwed shut to hold out just a few thrusts more. “Paint that fucking chest of yours.”
Hitch felt the familiar, deep heat swell from his ass and into the base of his cock, through his balls and up his shaft. It spread to his whole crotch, then raced up his spine, all the sweeter and more intense because he wasn’t even touching himself. The pleasure was completely outside his control, overtaking his every sense, and everything in him tensed up. “I’m… I-I-I’m gonnaaAAAA!!!” His orgasm gripped his entire body, and the first jet of sticky, white cum blasted him on the bottom of his chin. “Ffffffuck!”
Another jet of cum landed on his muzzle, the salty taste immediately coating his mouth. He screamed again in pleasure, “Ah!” only for Zapp to kiss him deeply, sealing that taste of cum in their mouths. Hitch felt everything, too much to comprehend at once: the stallion holding him, his cock spasming and shooting cum into the messy space between them, the long dick relentlessly pounding him.
Hitch came harder than he ever thought possible, and it didn’t stop. He spurted again and again, and a second wave crashed into his body as Zapp screamed into their kiss and tensed up all at once, his own orgasm cresting. Hitch nearly passed out as he felt the underside of Zapp’s cock thicken in pulses, coating his insides with pegasus cum. He could feel Zapp’s orgasm, which extended his own, and his dick pumped out more seed than he usually made in a week. Hitch saw colorful stars at the edge of his vision, and he hugged Zapp tight with all four legs.
Zapp’s thrusts finally slowed, and Zapp shivered, still inside his friend. They couldn’t move. They couldn’t breathe. They just held on, locked in a deep kiss and each other’s forelegs as the last of Zapp’s cum pumped into Hitch’s eager ass.
They stayed there, unmoving, until they finally had to break the kiss to catch their breath.
Sweaty from ears to tails, they remained entwined. Zapp tried to say something, but he couldn’t get the words out. Hitch just let his grip slowly relax until his forelegs flopped onto the floor at his sides. He tried to talk, to do anything, but his nerves were completely shot.
Zapp’s body felt like it had been through a tornado. Slowly, he started to pull out of Hitch’s ass, but Hitch whined in response. Zapp paused, then huffed, “It’s okay… There’s more where… that came from.” He backed up, and his half-hard, cum-covered cock slipped out with a wet schlapp. Breathlessly, he flopped onto his side, facing Hitch. After a moment, he asked, "So. How was that?"
Hitch lay sprawled out on his back. His eyes were half-closed, he wore a dopey smile, and he made a soft gurgling noise.
Zapp chuckled. "Yeah, I figured as much." He reached a wing over and gently brushed Hitch’s face, which elicited a groan of contentment.
They caught their breath for a few minutes, listening to the quiet of the nighttime within the office. Cum slowly ran down Hitch’s sides and across his neck, pooling where his back met the floor. His ass felt satisfyingly hollow, like he’d been completely fucked out and could almost feel a slight breeze blowing into his hole. The heady smell of sex finally hit their noses, and they realized how humid it suddenly felt in that small room. They didn’t care.
Hitch rubbed one eye with a hoof. He moaned with mumbled words, “Zapp, that was incredible.”
Zapp sighed with contentment. “I’m glad. You deserved it.”
Still sprawled on the floor, Hitch turned his head to face his friend. “Really. Thanks for that.” His eyes flicked to the side, and his already-red face blushed harder. “I… didn’t realize how good that could feel.”
“What’re friends for, buddy?” He laughed. “If not fucking each other senseless?”
Hitch smiled. “Do you… think ponies will care? That I like this?”
Zapp shook his head, as much as he could lying on the floor. “Nah. And if they do? Fuck ‘em. Literally, in your case.”
“Thanks. But, I don’t think I’m ready to give up being a top.” He shrugged. “It’s… kind of important to me, still.”
Cocking an eyebrow, Zapp asked, “Who said anything about that?”
Hitch shook his head. “Well, I’m a bottom now, right?”
Zapp half-sat up onto one foreleg and chuckled. “You dumbass. You don’t have to be a bottom. You can be a switch. Best of both worlds.”
Hitch’s eyes went wide. “You can do that? That’s really a thing?”
Zapp stifled another laugh. “Yes, Hitch. You can. Really.”
“A switch. Huh.” Hitch let his head roll back to its natural position, staring at the ceiling. He folded his forehooves onto his chest, not caring that it mashed the cum into his chest fur. “I… think I like that. Hitch the Switch. Heh. Hwitch.”
Zapp leaned over and playfully punched Hitch’s shoulder. “There you go! Already working on that new branding.”
Hitch took a deep breath and sighed. “Yeah. I’ll, uh…” He scratched at his cheek, then looked back at his friend. “I’ll need some more practice, though. Think we could do this again?”
Zapp’s wing puffed out as his mind raced. “Oh yeah. I still gotta teach you how to properly flip fuck. Same time next week?”
“Actually…” Hitch’s gaze flicked away, but then he met his friend’s eyes. “What about… after a quick water break?”
Zapp turned up his head and smirked. “Now what about those night critters you were so concerned about? I know that was longer than five minutes.”
Hitch rolled his head and gestured with his hooves. “Well… A good, good friend told me I need to take better care of myself, and…” He turned to face Zapp. “And the critters know the routine. They can handle themselves tonight. This, though?” He flicked a hoof between the two of them. “This is something I want.”
Zapp felt a warmth that was even deeper than the afterglow, and he smiled at his friend. “You got it, Hitch.”