Caramel Cuntcolt thing part 2 i guess

"Howdy Caramel!" Braeburn grinned, trotting in. "What did ya need me fer?"

 

"I-I..." Caramel couldn't do much other than blush and stammer. What now? He'd only planned this far! He started to panic, panting. "I-I need you..."

 

"Yeah, Ah got that." The apple stallion just smiled. "What fer?"

 

Caramel started walking toward the bedroom, his tail still flat against his rump, desperate to hide the curse's effects. "F-follow me..."

 

Braeburn trotted behind his friend, a confused look on his face. "...is this gonna go where Ah think it's gonna go?"

 

The door to the bedroom opened, and Caramel climbed up onto the bed.

 

"If this is 'bout that one night, Caramel, Ah was drunk. It wasn't an invitation for... this."

 

"Sh-shut up!" Caramel shouted, the force behind his shout surprising even him. "I... I-I should just show you..."

 

"Show me wha-"

 

Caramel turned around, his tail swishing to the side, showing off the hot, wet marehood. Braeburn couldn't do anything but stand there, very confused, and blushing bright.

 

"...what... how...?"

 

"A c-curse. Some... zebra..."

 

Braeburn just watched, fascinated, as the marehood winked in heat, causing Caramel to twitch, gasping softly.

 

"Caramel... you know I... I'm into stallions... right?"

 

"I am a stallion! I just... g-got a pussy... 'cause of some stupid curse... a-and now I'm in heat!"

 

"...so... ya want me ta..."

 

Caramel nodded softly. "J-just fuck me..."

 

Braeburn just frowned. "...Ah'm sorry, Caramel, Ah just... can't..."

 

Caramel blushed, and covered himself with his tail again. "Just... get on the bed... O-on your back..."

 

Hesitating for a moment, Braeburn climbed onto the bed, and lay on his back, blushing. "Caramel... Ah thought ya were... ya know, straight."

 

"I-I am! But I'm... I need a stallion..."

 

Braeburn nods slowly. "...Ah understand, Ah think." He spread his back legs apart, exposing his stallionhood.

 

Caramel blushed bright, and reached a hoof towards it. C'mon, Caramel, he thought. You've had one most of your life. You know how to work it...

 

He stroked at it a little, and Braeburn squirmed. He remembered the night... Caramel had seemed okay with him... doing that...

 

Caramel blushed, looking at his friend's reaction. He moved down, his hooves holding Braeburn's legs apart as he started to lick at his shaft. Braeburn shivered, his cock starting to harden. "C-Caramel..."

 

He started to take the tip thing into his mouth, blushing bright, running his tongue over it. He slowly took more of it in, suckling at it.

 

"C-Caramel... Ah'm..."

 

He ran both hooves along the length not in his mouth, and ran his tongue around what was in his mouth.

 

"Caramel, s-stop, or Ah'll..."

 

Braeburn was already hard as a rock, and he was having problems holding back from shooting his load in Caramel's mouth.

 

But Caramel pulled back, blushing, and coughed a little. He got up, onto his hooves, and swished his tail to the side. "Sh-shut up and mount me."

 

Braeburn panted, lying on his back. He was too aroused to care if his friend was a mare or stallion at that point. He got up, putting his hooves on Caramel's back, and slowly pushed his member into his friend's marehood.

 

Caramel blushed bright, giving a soft gasp, then moaning loudly. "Y-yeah, fuck me, you big hunk of stallion!"

 

Braeburn panted. "If ya wanted a big hunk 'o stallion... ya should'a called Big Mac..." He slowly pushed in all the way, and his friend moaned, grinding his hips against the stallion's.

 

Braeburn started to thrust in and out, holding the cunt-stallion tight. Caramel moaned in pleasure, as the stallion above him thrust hard, their hips slamming together.

 

Braeburn couldn't hold back much longer. He's in heat, right? That means there's a chance he'll... get pregnant? No, no, no...

 

Caramel gave a long, loud moan, his forelegs giving out, falling onto the bed as climax hit him. He closed his eyes tight, his marehood tightening around Braeburn's shaft, his heat making him desperate for the stallion to blow his load in him.

 

"C-Caramel!" Braeburn gave a loud groan, fighting to keep his orgasm at bay. But it was no use, he was just too... tight... He couldn't hold himself. He spurted his seed into the cunt-stallion, which sent Caramel on another orgasm, moaning loudly, his cunt dripping all over the bed.

 

Eventually, they came down from their orgasm, panting and blushing, lying on the bed, Braeburn's shaft still in Caramel's hot slit.

 

"Caramel... that was..."

 

"Shh... just... stop... s'awkward enough... without you... talking..."

 

And they just lay there, on the bed, panting and blushing, and Caramel still occasionally moaning softly.

 

"Caramel? Braeburn?"

 

Caramel peeked an eye open, looking towards the door. His marefriend.

 

"S-Sassaflash..."

 

"What is going on in here?"