"Oh man…" Soarin' sighed contentedly. "Those were the best apple pies ever, all three of them." He burped and let his wings fall to his side along with his hooves, slumping slightly in his chair. Honestly, he felt like if he had even one more bite, he'd just explode. Braburn simply smiled. "Glad ya liked 'em! You sure got a thing for apple pie, partner. Don't think I ever seen a pony eat 3 whole super sized pies in one sitting, no I haven't."
Soarin chuckled slightly. "Yeah, I don't normally pig out. But my vacation actually started today so I figured, what the hay, right?" "Vacation? You came to Appleloosa for vacation?" Braeburn couldn't understand why a Pegasus would do such a thing but it made him happy nonetheless. "Oh, no actually. I was headin' south…" He admitted, feeling a little bad when he saw the other's happy expression deflate. "Ah, b-but I wouldn't mind staying here for a little while! I mean, it seems like a nice quite place. Not to mention the amazing apple pies. The ponies are nice, and there's buffalo everywhere, but they don't look mean."
Braeburn smiled brightly again and laughed. "Well it'll be nice to have ya friend! Oh and don't worry 'bout them buffalo, harmless as kittens! True they almost flattened our here town because we settler ponies inadvertently grew our apple orchards over their runnin' grounds…but we came to a peaceful agreement awhile back. Actually, part of the agreement was that they get as many apple pies as they like." He chuckled.
Soarin blinked. "Running grounds?" So Braeburn went on to explain about how the buffaloes had a sacred ground that they ran across that was a tradition dating back hundreds of years or something. "Oh by the way, not to pry er nothin', but were exactly do ya'll plan to stay?" Soarin' blinked. He hadn't thought of that. "Oh uhm…at a hotel I guess?" Braeburn bent his ears back sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head with his hoof. "Well ya see uh….haven't exactly gotten the motel up and runnin' yet. Not too many ponies come 'round these parts ya see. So they temporarily stopped construction on the motel."
"Oh." Soarin blinked. "Oh, wait, I know! Ya'll can board with me! That is if'n yer willin'." "That's…actually very generous, thanks. Are you sure though? I mean we just met and I don't have much money on me to pay for costs and stuff." "Aw think nothin' of it! Yer my new friend. And now you're also my guest! How are you feelin' up to a bit of sight seein'?" Soarin chuckled. This young stallion was really too enthusiastic and cute for his own good. "Yeah I'd like that, thanks." He managed to get up, his belly still pretty full though and followed Braeburn around the town, finally getting a full view.
By the time they were done with the tour, it was around dinner time. They both trotted to Braeburn's house. It was actually larger than Soarin had expected. And the inside was nice and cozy. And there were even 6 bedrooms, but surprisingly only one bathroom. "Oh, does your family live with you here Braeburn?" "Nah, mah whole family is spread all over Equestria, but mom and dad moved to Trottingham about 3 years ago. My cousin Applejack and her friends, even my cousin Big Macintosh come to visit sometimes. Though sometimes it does tend to be a might lonely…" Is ears folded back as he suddenly got a somber expression but blinked once he realized he was and shook his head. "Sorry, I ramble sometimes." He chuckled and trotted to the kitchen. "So what do ya'll like for eats?" "Oh, uhm I'm good with almost anything as long as it's edible." "How about some hay pasta?" "Sounds good to me." Braburn and Soarin sat down after the hay pasta was ready and had a nice dinner together.
Over the next week, Soarin had grown considerably founder and closer to Braeburn. They went just about everywhere together. In fact, just the other day, Soarin had lifted Braeburn bridle style and took to the sky. Braeburn had been frightened at first but after awhile he relaxed and enjoyed the nice flowing breeze. He'd never flown before, let alone left the nice safe ground. But boy did it feel nice. He'd had one hoof on his neck and the other around Soarin's strong neck, just for a bit of extra support.
Currently though. Soarin found himself in a pickle as he paced back and forth in his room. He'd had an ever growing attraction to the dirty blonde stallion ever since he'd first met him. And he wasn't sure whether to act on his feelings or not, or if he could even control them much longer. He'd come close to kissing Braeburn once before already. But it seemed like the other stallion had been too confused to notice it was supposed to be a kiss. Suddenly his thoughts were disrupted when he heard whimpering followed by a loud "Ah!". He quickly ran to Braeburn's room to make sure that he was alright. He nudged the door open with his hoof. "Braeburn, are you al-?" He cut himself off as he couldn't believe the site before him.
Braeburn was sprawled out on his bed, with two hooves stroking along his unsheathed length and he was biting his lip, whimpering and trying not to moan. It was the hottest thing Soarin had ever seen. The rough way that Braeburn was stroking himself as if he was being timed. And the fact that Braeburn didn't have his trademark vest or hat. But he striped socks on his hind legs for some reason. But they only made him look sexier. Then he heard the other moan out a name. All he could make out was an 'ss' sound, but after a little he heard the name Braeburn was calling. "S-soarin…mm…"
Soarin felt his wings stand straight up and stiffen at the sight. Soarin smirked to himself, he couldn't take it anymore. "Well this is a cruel twist of fate." Soarin purred and sauntered into the room, closing the door behind himself. Braeburn's eyes widened and the fur on his face went from yellow to pink. "Soarin! I-I uhm, I!" He didn't know what to say and quickly tried to cover himself. He was so embarrassed he could die. Soarin simply smirked at him. "And what are you doing you naughty little colt? Having some fun without me?" He came closer and placed his hooves on either side of Braeburn's head, blocking him in against the head board. "And to think, I spent all this time trying to control myself and not fuck you senseless. And here you are, just going to town on yourself and thinking about me. How rude." He growled huskily and it made Braeburn shiver. "So, what do you want to do? Do you want me to lend you a hoof, or do you plan to keep jerking off in front of me, I'm good with either one.~"