It's been one of those long days, the kind where your bones ache after spending hours doing nothing but heavy labour. Maybe if you quit your job and relocated here you'd be able to condition yourself to it. Being around a studly stallion all day wouldn't go amiss, either.
 
"Hey, quit yer daydreamin' and finish up!" Applejack punctuates his gentle rebuke with a bump of his rump against your side. He looks back at you with eyes that remind you of what's in store should you do just that.
 
It's tempting to trail after him, watching that blonde tail swish from side to side as his muscled flanks roll back and forth. But then it's also tempting to drop the baskets of apples you're carrying, grab him and run your hands across his sweat covered coat as you press him against one of those trees... You're doing it again. Out here, your 'boss' would often enough have to remind you to keep your mind on your work, especially when he's around.
 
Or maybe you just laid back so you got a chance to use that nickname. He was a little curious about it at first but now you can see him trying not to smile whenever you call him that. Oh he wasn't quite as tall as you but hell if he wasn't stronger. Not that he'd ever dare to buck you in the face, that little reassuring fact was one he was quick to point out the first time you'd been with him.
 
So you follow by his side, sighing in relief as the barn appears through the clearing of the trees. Granny'd have supper on by now and you'd have the family asking you to stay for it. Left you wondering if it was AJ you were staying for or the food. Another little bump from him--he swore they were entirely accidental--clears up your thoughts about it.
 
Out from the woods the sun beats down on the two of you and AJ definitely looks the worse for wear with his hooves just lifting from the ground and his mane clinging to his sweat soaked neck. Bumper crop this year and you'd taken off some time to help out. You weren't sure just how much help you really offered but AJ was quick to tell you how much he appreciated it.
 
"Alright, let's dump these down in the cellar and grab us some grub." He's not alone in licking his lips at that thought.
 
Both of you take your time offloading the apples, it's cool down in the root cellar. It's also quiet and a ways enough down here that no one would hear anything that might happen. So, under the guise of steadying yourself after stumbling you put a hand on his back and slide it back.
 
"Anon, what do you think yer doin'?" But despite his tone he doesn't move away nor does he push your hand off.
 
"Just balancing myself." You quickly slip your hand back, close to his rump and the stallion gasps. "Oop! Sorry 'bout that, you're awfully sweaty. Hard to keep my grip."
 
"Look, don't... don't you get any ideas now." The closer your hand trails to his rump the quieter his voice becomes and the more he shuffles from one hoof to the other.
 
"Sorry, boss." His muscles ripple as you say that. "Lemme just get a grip here."
 
Your hand comes to a stop right at the dock of his tail. Applejack's panting heavily now and you know it's not from hauling apples.
 
"Ah... Ah'm gonna need you ta get down there and-"
 
"Applejack! Anon! C'mon, granny's got the supper ready!"
 
It wouldn't be the first time Applebuck's spoiled your fun and muttering to himself, AJ smartly turns about and orders you to follow. You quickly turn your mind to the many types of apple in the orchard, hoping the bulge in your pants settles before you get back to the house.
 
You had your own suspicions that Big Marcy knew about what you two were doing but she at least didn't say anything and Applebuck was probably too young to realise it.
 
Any worries or doubts are washed away by a smile from AJ and he nods his head towards the house to lead you. On nights like these, with the sun hanging low in the sky and the knowledge of spending time with ponies that care about you as more than just a farmhand you feel particularly disposed to just move here.
 
AJ'd once quietly joked about having to make you his wife if you kept spending so much time around him and the farm. You'd just responded that you might like being his wife, if it meant living with him. And then he'd nuzzled into you and said he didn't really care if he'd be the only stallion in Ponyville with a husband, it'd be worth it if it meant that.
 
Maybe he's looking back on that memory himself, if the way he smiles up at you is anything to go by. Or maybe he's just thinking of some joke to make about you daydreaming again.
 
Dinner's a different affair from back home, where you'd never really shared anything like this with your own family. When the Apples get together, it's a time to reflect on the day and each other. Applebuck still monopolises a lot of the conversation, chattering excitedly about the adventures he'd gotten up to with his Crusader friends. It's nice.
 
It's why you sit next to Applejack each time you do this and why you kick off a boot to rub his hoof with your foot. That and the way he scrunches his nose up when he tries not to make a sound. Even when Applebuck pauses in some story about hang-gliders, he pointedly notes that nothing's wrong. Shame he's sitting next to you or it would have been the perfect chance to run it up his leg and leave him spluttering.
 
The rest of the meal passes better as you abandon teasing him. Big Marcy takes Granny Smith off to bed after it and Applebuck grudgingly goes to his own at the reminder that he has school in the morning. It leaves you and AJ to clear off the dishes and it leaves you both not saying a word as you're too taken up with that mischievous little smile on his face and he's evidently got something on his mind.
 
Many's the night you'd slept with him, it was easy enough to pass it off as you staying over after working yourself exhausted. There was plenty of room in the Apple homestead and doubly so for anyone willing to lend their help. But each time, the guest rooms would be left curiously undisturbed and Applejack would be seen the morning after with a particularly bad case of bed mane.
 
A few times you'd left the farm those mornings after walking a little funny.
 
"Hey, would ya mind gettin' mah lasso?" You'd just finished up the dishes and were following AJ when he noted that. "Ah think there's a varmint I need to tie up tonight."
 
You've only seen that glint in his eyes a few times but it always meant the same thing.
 
"Sure, boss." Oh yes, you'd be calling him that tonight.
 
                                                ***
 
The smell is almost like apples but more citrus-y, sharper. Cracking open an eyelid is almost more effort than you can bare but that curious smell begs investigation. Your vision is a sea of orange and blonde and pulling back reveals Applejack's still smiling face pressed in against you.
 
That wasn't a night you were going to be able to get home for. You could have but trying to do so naked and roped up seemed too odd a sight to bother the residents of the town with and AJ's offer of carrying you on your back 'like the low-down feller you are', while exciting in its own way was something you at least needed to think on.
 
You hear a groan below you and Applejack stirs, blinking blearily while his hooves release some of their grip on you.
 
"Mmm... Mornin'." The smile never leaves his face as he looks at you. "Hmm, Ah trust you learned yer lesson last night?"
 
Smirking, you lean in to kiss his nose and slip an arm around his neck and into his thick mane.
 
"I dunno, I'm still feelin' like I could tease you." His eyes widen and you feel the muscles in his legs tense. "But you know I don't take my punishment easily. Gotta catch me first!"
 
And with that you leap out of his grasp, the stallion muttering a curse as you throw the bedclothes off and move just far enough that he can't get you.
 
"Y'see, AJ, you've gotta be pretty quick to- Whoah!" So assured in your victory were you, that you didn't think to look back and check if he'd gotten his lasso ready.
 
Instead he slings it over you, giving a sharp tug and bringing you crashing back onto the bed for him to stand over you and gloat.
 
"Yer a mighty quick feller but yer no Rainbow Blitz." Leaning down, you feel his hot breath wash over your still naked body. "Now then, what was that you were sayin' about takin' yer punishment?"
 
You put up a struggle for show but quickly relent when he ties your legs up, too. He's flipped you over so you can't look away and one of his hooves rests on your chest as he continues to smirk down.
 
"Punish me all you want, tonight I'll be usin' my hands at the dinner table." You waggle your fingers for effect and AJ growls.
 
"Oh, so you think Ah'm the only one who can be embarrassed in public?" You're not exactly sure what to make of the devious smile he dons. "Well Ah think Ah've got just the plan to fix that."
 
He's not... He wouldn't carry you through the town at this hour! The market would be starting up and most ponies would be out getting what they need or starting their businesses.
 
"Boss, wait, we can talk about this." You plead, trying to shy away from his advances.
 
"Darn right yer gonna call me boss and don't you forget Ah'm the one in charge around here!" Instead of moving any further, he stands and rotates himself around so that his sheath and balls are right above your head and your legs are roughly below his neck. He may not have been as tall as you but he had the length.
 
"Yeah... yeah, Ah think this is about right." He shuffles a little more until his rear is just beyond your head. "Perfect! Now where's mah rope..."
 
What's he thinking? Tie you up and make you take his length down your throat? Hardly punishment. Tie your head to his waist so you're stuck there? That might take some effort but you'd be okay.
 
AJ hops back onto the bed having retrieved another length of rope which he threads under your shoulders and leaves it lying under your chest. Lowering himself onto you, he pulls the ends over himself and, using his deft mouth, ties a knot so that you're pressed against his stomach. From here you get a faceful of his musk and a perfect view of that fat sheath. Okay, maybe this won't be too bad.
 
The next part is stranger still. Hoisting your legs with his hooves, he bends them around his neck until you feel each one press against the cold metal of the bolts of his yoke. It sends a little shiver through you but that's partly due to just how kinky he's getting. Coaxing this side of him out took a while but you were more than happy with the results.
 
"You okay back there? You can breath alright?"
 
"Yeah, I'm fine."
 
You feel a length of rope slip around your legs, holding them to the bolts.
 
"Yer not in any pain, are ya? Not pullin' any of yer muscles am Ah?"
 
You let out a long breath, delighting in how he shivers as it passes against his genitals.
 
"I'm alright, you don't need to always worry about hurting me."
 
There's a small delay before you feel the rope tightening followed by AJ muttering, "Ain't no fun if ya get hurt, we're both supposed to enjoy this."
 
"And I am..." you trail off quickly, trying to move yourself. You can't. Your body's tied fast against Applejack's own. You can raise your arms from his sides to almost reach back to the cheeks of his rump but your legs are firmly held in place.
 
"See what Ah was talkin' about?" Slowly, obviously testing the new weight, AJ gets off his bed and stands, looking down between his legs at you. With some straining you can twist your head to look up at him. "Yer gonna be taught a lesson in teasin' me around mah family and friends so much."
 
He starts walking over to the door of his bedroom, his whole body undulating against you and the muscles of his stomach and neck rippling as he moves. His body's hot, his coat soft and with every stop he takes those full balls swing about in your view. You'd never have imagined anything like this could feel so sensual.
 
Evidently you're not the only one, as you spy AJ's sheath begin to thicken as you breath passes over it. The head of his cock peaks out, already almost touching your face. At this angle, he wouldn't even have to do anything for it to... Oh. So that's his game.So that's his game.
 
"L-Look, boss, you don't have to do this, I won't tease you any more." You try to put a hint of fear into your voice, grinning as his member swells at the sound of his pet-name.
 
"Oh don't you worry, when we're done today you won't be teasin' anyp0ny."
 
Today? As in all day? As in you're going to have to let yourself stay strapped to this studly stallion all day while he does his work, enjoying some deepthroat action whenever he pleases?
 
"C'mon, you're gonna have to let me down to eat, boss."
 
Now out in the hall--if the continued movement is anything to go by--Applejack stops and waggles his hips, his now semi-hard member swinging from side to side with his balls.
 
"Yer lookin' at your breakfast, lunch and supper right here."
 
Somewhere above, you feel your own member twitch against his chest.
 
"Ah hope yer hungry, cause Ah've gotta check the south plantation before eatin' but you can chow down if ya want."
 
His trot slows down to a walk as his member stiffens, pressing against your lips until you're forced to open your mouth and take the tip in.
 
The taste is just as intoxicating as it was last night. It's slightly sweet but with the familiar salty, slightly alkaline taste that denotes just how much of a male he is. You hear a grunt and AJ stops, taking his steps more carefully as he positions his cock better inside you.
 
You groan, sliding your hands over his stomach until they're resting on his flanks. Every step he takes makes his coat brush against you slightly and walking down the stairs leaves you involuntarily grinding yourself against him.
 
"Guh... C'mon now, Anon, all of it."
 
With your tongue sweeping in wide circles around the shaft and tip of his cock, it doesn't take long for it to fully harden and press into the back of your mouth, sliding into your throat as you come back against him, finally off the stairs.
 
"Oh sweet Solaris... Ah-Ah never was able to handle mornin's well, Anon, Ah dun think this is gonna be long before yer gettin' fed."
 
You try to groan but you're too full of his member. Finally feeling the first pangs of hunger, you gratefully swallow every drop of precum that runs from the tip. Those balls dangling just before your eyes look awfully full, even after last night. If you're going to show your boss just how sorry you are, the least you could do is make sure he's not walking around all day feeling the need to relieve himself.
 
AJ's heavy panting draws you back to the present and while you're now outside with every step pulling his cock back to allow you a quick breath of air, it also means he's built up a rhythm. It slides in and out of you and you lavish your tongue around the shaft, finding no opportunity to sate your desire to get a better taste of the tip.
 
You try to move your hips but you're still tied fast; AJ sure knows his knots. Your hands, instead, sweep back further to clench at his rump.
 
"Gah! K-Keep it up, almost there!"
 
He slows down, meaning you've less chance to breath but more to work the shaft stuck down your throat. You slurp at the massive intruder, grinding your tongue against the medial ring of his cock until he's forced to stop and attempt to buck his hips, grunting all the while.
 
"Oh... Oh... H-Here comes!"
 
AJ falls to his knees on his forelegs, his hind legs wobbling precariously as you watch his balls shift up slightly and feel his cock twitch once before it throbs harder, sending the first thick splash of cum down your throat.
 
Like a man starved of food and water from wandering the desert, you gulp down the load but still miss a little as it floods your mouth and spills over. Your eyes roll back in your head and if you had the ability to, you'd be moaning in delight. AJ stands there for who knows how long, his thighs clenching and cock throbbing, emptying his seed into you until his grunts turn to pants and the flow slows to a trickle.
 
Quickly after, his cock begins to deflate and recede from your mouth until you're allowed gasp thickly for air.
 
Your a little sore, a little light-headed and an absolute mess from the neck up but damn if you don't have a full stomach and satisfied- Wait, you haven't gotten off. You try to wiggle yourself again but you still can't!
 
"Hah... hah... somethin' wrong, Anon?" He starts to chuckle. "Oh dun worry, you'll get your turn. Tonight. Today, you just concentrate on yer boss."