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"And make sure to pick every bit up over there!" Hitch shouted. He was a small distance away, patrolling the bay while also keeping an eye on Sprout. The other pony moved on to the next area, begrudgingly taking the sheriff's words into account.

The other earth pony was currently serving a sentence for creating chaos and all the damages he caused as well. His punishment was community service, and the task for today was cleaning up the litter left behind after a festival. Sprout rolled his eyes and grumbled to himself but did as he was told, filling his bin with trash until he had to dump it again.

Sprout grumbled to himself the entire time, loathing that he was made to do menial work just because he was trying to make the town better. He had been at this for a whole month but Hitch was never satisfied. That jealousy he harbored towards the sheriff only grew and morphed into something new. He harbored and maintained an intense anger towards the other pony and wanted to get revenge on him.

Knowing he had no choice but to wait until the time was right, Sprout did as he was told. Doing his best to hide his anger, the red furred equine single handedly cleaned up the former festival area. It was hard work but it took his mind off of things for a bit. Putting his anger towards the task did help some but he was still set on getting back at Hitch.

He was dismissed and allowed to go back home. While departing he noticed Hitch talking to admirers and signing autographs. He groaned and rolled his eyes; the public proved themselves to be fickle. First they were all over Hitch but they quickly relied on Sprout when he left. But as soon as Hitch returned, it was as if he no longer existed. Even if he made a mistake in the past, nobody was talking about it anymore. They were all too busy talking about friendship or whatever.

If the whole experience back then taught him anything, it was that he was good at making plans. And he did form a plan of what to do, one that was rather simple in design and straightforward to execute as well. He would do it that night. For the time being he just wanted to go home and get cleaned up...

Even when night came, Sprout didn't act right away. In being Hitch's former deputy, he had gotten to know him pretty well. And Hitch wasn't exactly shy about sharing his daily habits, telling all about his usual regimes and even what time he was usually asleep. Sprout was going to use all of this to his advantage, waiting for just the right time to strike. In this case he did so literally. And when that time finally came he left and ventured out to the deputy's house.

Sprout carefully stalked around Hitch's house, looking for a way inside. He knew better than to just enter through the front door and instead searched for an alternate way inside. Luckily he managed to find a window that was open a bit. With a small grunt, he lifted the window high enough to let him in and proceeded to carefully climb inside. As he planned, the house was completely dark inside, meaning that Hitch was tucked away in his bedroom.

With a smirk on his face, Sprout smoothly made his way through the living room, quietly and carefully navigating his way to the bedroom. When finding it he found the door half open, and he was thankful that it didn't creak when being opened. Not only was he inside but Sprout found Hitch sound asleep on the bed. There the other earth pony was: lying peacefully in his bed. In fact, Hitch's sleeping position was face down and he was lacking any shirt or tank top. His lower half was covered by a small blanket, keeping his body hidden from the waist down.

Sprout came in close and noticed that Hitch seemed to be in a pretty deep sleep, snoring a bit and not reacting to his approaching footsteps. Gaining some confidence from this, the blonde earth pony dared to take hold of the blanket. With a small breath first, he began to slowly pull it back. More and more of the other male's lower half was exposed to him. It quickly became apparent that Hitch was sleeping completely naked. Upon getting an eyeful of the other stallion's bare ass, Sprout noticed the pair of underwear that sat close to Hitch's body. It was safe to assume that the sheriff took them off before falling asleep.

He managed to get the blanket completely off without Hitch moving an inch. With the natural light of the moon filtering in, Sprout was able to freely gaze upon the other male's bare asscheeks. Hitch being not only nude but already face down was completely perfect for what he had planned. He thanked whatever higher power for this opportunity before taking full advantage of it.

For what he planned to do next, Sprout needed to climb on the bed. He held his breath while daring to climb onto the end of it. Thankfully the bed didn't squeak from his weight and Hitch remained in the same position, having his exposed and completely free for him to reach out and touch.

And that's exactly what Sprout did. He reached out and touched Hitch's ass, taking the both of them in each hand. He had to admit: the toned stallion's workouts were paying off. Not only did he have an attractive body but his ass was perfectly shaped as well. Groping and kneading the pair of cheeks, Sprout gulped and began to lower his face closer to them. Feeling how full and bouncy they were against his touch was already getting excited. Before he knew it, his face finally made contact. His muzzle was pressed in between the warm mounds.

While his hands pulled them apart, his muzzle eased further in between them. He felt his heart skip a beat when finally planting a small kiss upon the rim. Wasting no time, Sprout began to rim the sleeping equine. He gently swept his tongue over the ring, acting slowly and carefully. This was done to not immediately wake Hitch up. He could feel him moving, but not as much as he anticipated. Taking that into account, Sprout proceeded to use his tongue on the other male. He couldn't help but make a small moan from the sheer thrill of doing this and from the taste that met him.

Repeatedly running his tongue over the rim was finally getting a reaction out of Hitch. He was still asleep but started to shift and moan softly in response to the other stallion's licking. Hearing this brought a higher sense of excitement that encouraged Sprout to work his tongue a bit faster. More pressure was put down as he lapped over the winking ring, getting it to slowly spread. This produced a breathy moan from Hitch but he was still sleeping soundly.

So far the outside was made wet and slick with Sprout's spit. He wanted more despite that and began to actually work his tongue inside. The soft hole was spreading even wider, welcoming the warm thing inside. Sprout was still doing this slowly, fighting off the desire to just plunge the rest of his tongue in right then and there. But he controlled those urges for the time being, steadily feeding the length past the stretched rim.

Eventually his entire tongue was pushed inside, reaching as far as it could. Another hum came from the sleeping stallion, a soft sound of enjoyment that caught the intruder's attention. Keeping it still, Sprout took some time to just enjoy the feeling; a soft and warm hole that surrounded his tongue. It was gently squeezing down on it too, bringing a newfound excitement that got Sprout to act.

Now he was licking directly inside, running the surface of his tongue against the surfaces. And it reacted with more trembles and squeezes. Powering through them, Sprout continued to trace and burrow with the wet muscle, giving even more pleasure to the slumbering sheriff. Hitch was a bit of a deep sleeper but the feelings were too strong to be ignored. His reactions were small at first but as the deep tonguing played out he responded in bigger ways. Moaning more, clutching the sheets he laid on, and trembling as if he was cold. This all picked up in intensity until another lick was given. This one was particularly rough, even touching his prostate, and the feelings that came from it finally got Hitch to wake up.

He was still disoriented and confused, thinking that he was still dreaming. It was all so sudden and felt so real too... But then he began to feel the kneading and gripping of his ass and the tongue that was still roughly swiping at his sensitive insides. Realizing that this wasn't some dream or fantasy, Hitch was quick to turn his head back, seeing none other than Sprout. His walking up didn't stop the other stallion, he kept up the intense rimming and even began to double down, forcing an unrestrained moan out of Hitch.

"S-Sprout! What are you-" His prostate being struck suddenly caused his words to devolve into a broken moan and he all but melted, his head falling back onto the pillow. His mind was swirling with questions: how did Sprout get into his house and why was he doing this? He tried to escape but his body wasn't reacting the way he wanted it to. The pleasure was strong and a single firm lick was all it took to make his limbs go weak.

Sprout just chuckled. He knew exactly what he was doing and getting Hitch to eventually wake up was part of the plan as well. It wouldn't have been as fun if the sheriff slept through it all. He wanted a real reaction out of Hitch and kept up the hard rimming to achieve that. And the other pony delivered; Hitch couldn't help but moan and squirm, reacting to the strong waves of pleasure that came from the slick muscle's actions. At this point his hole was slightly stretched and all but soaked with saliva. It was so hot and so good...

Grinding and twisting his tongue within the sopping tailhole, Sprout did all that he could. The squeezes were becoming firmer and the moaning was getting louder as well. It was safe to assume that Hitch was close. Smirking as he continued, Sprout made sure to hit every spot that made the sheriff react the most, striking and massaging them with his tongue repeatedly and with full intensity.

"Aahh! P-please..! I'm about...to... S-Sprout!!" Hitch ended up screaming the other pony's name just as his climax struck. Shaking and moaning out, he began to shoot ropes of his seed against the sheets and his own stomach. The pleasure he felt was intense and remained that way thanks to Sprout still rimming his clenching hole, working his prostate to milk out a bigger load than usual. When it came to an end, Hitch all but collapsed again, planting his face against the pillow while panting hard.

Pulling his tongue free and admiring the aftermath of his rimming, Sprout kept that same smirk on his face. Hitch was looking a bit spent but the two of them were just getting started. He began to undress, peeling off his clothes and tossing them to the floor. The amber pony was too overwhelmed to act, leaving the intruder completely free to disrobe, soon leaving him completely naked as well. He was fully erect, all of his inches throbbing and his tip leaking as he looked down at the other equine.

Given their species, all male ponies were quite large down there. But Sprout was especially packing something both longer and thicker than average. It was a source of pride for him and he was going to use it to make the beloved sheriff his bitch.

His hands were on Hitch again, this time taking hold of the other male's hips. He was flipped over without much issue and when on his back, Sprout could see the mess of cum that still clung to Hitch's rising and falling stomach. Their eyes met as Sprout came in close, him taking the top spot of the missionary position. Hitch tried to fight against this but the former deputy was faster and showed a surprising amount of strength as well. Without much issue, Sprout kept the other male's hands above his head. His lower half got into position as well, easing in between Hitch's spread legs. His tip was already poking against the prepared hole.

"Why are you doing this?" Hitch asked, finally finding his voice.

"This has been a long time coming, Hitch. All the demeaning work and the humiliation I had to suffer through. Why did I get the worst of it when the entire town was on my side?" Sprout questioned, pushing Hitch into the bed even more. "Whatever. All that matters is getting what I want and what I want is you!"

He made his point quite clear by pressing his tip against the soft hole. Hitch responded with muffled noise, holding firm as his tailhole was being slowly spread around the invading cock. He refused to give Sprout the satisfaction of moaning out again. Keeping his nuzzle firmly closed, he endured the mixed feelings from being penetrated. At first, he hadn't noticed how big Sprout was but it was hard to not notice the feelings of being further spread and then filled as his thick tip popped in. It was hard to keep quiet while being penetrated. Sprout purposely made the insertion slow so every inch could be felt entering and easing in, sliding smoothly inside of the overly lubed tailhole. It pushed in deeper with each passing second, touching those extra tender spots along the way.

This kept up until Sprout managed to finally hilt the other male. This forced a gasp out of Hitch, feeling so much cock taking up space within him. The length simply sat in place, idly pulsing against the soft and saliva-soaked walls. It gave him pleasure even while sitting in place, a constant reminder of how big Sprout was. After a bit of just sitting in place, the red pony finally began to tug his length back. That was done slowly as well and Hitch was back to struggling, doing his best to not moan out. His walls were rubbed over by the retreating flesh and the pleasure felt quickly got his own cock to get erect again.

Sprout just rolled his eyes. He could tell what game the other stallion was playing and decided to play along. If Hitch wanted to keep his mouth shut, Sprout wouldn't take it easy for him. Upon nearly pulling his cock free, the red stallion was quick to thrust back in, shoving his length deep into the passage again.

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As soon as he was fully inside, the red furred pony began to thrust in the soft passage, doing so at a purposely slow pace. He knew exactly what he was doing and enjoyed the feeling of fucking the other equine like this. And making it even better were the muffled sounds that Hitch made, working so hard to not moan out. It would have been easy to just pick up the pace and force the noises out of the other male, but Sprout was having way too much fun with the gradual buildup. So he kept up the established pace, giving a wink as their eyes met again.

This was kept up for some time but Sprout wanted to spice things up. It wasn't enough to just stroke his cock against the clinging walls. His eyes scanned Hitch's body, and he found a way to further tease the other male. Given their current position, it was easy for Sprout to ease himself even closer to the other stallion. Hitch hadn't noticed right away; his eyes were closed again as he tried to focus on resisting it all.

It became even harder thanks to Sprout planting a sudden but sensual kiss to one of his nipples. It was quickly followed up with a soft lick that traced over the same nipple. Hitch shuddered and clenched his teeth against the feeling. In addition to the steady thrusts, he now had to endure the feeling of a soft and warm tongue teasing a very sensitive part of his body. Even when putting his focus into something else, Sprout maintained the pace and continued to touch various sweet spots with his cock, giving two sources of strong pleasure at once.

The licking and soft sucking was done to the other nipple, doing the same thing. But that was more than enough to keep Hitch squirming and straining to keep himself steady. He was close to moaning out but managed to stop himself just before an unrestrained noise could come from him. Somehow, Hitch managed to endure the treatment given to his other nipple. When it came to an end, the earth pony was certain that it was over upon seeing Sprout lift himself up.

But the other earth pony had something in store for Hitch. He made a stronger thrust that made the sheriff's body shake but it was quickly followed by him resuming the speed and force. Hitch's hands balled, the pleasure rising within him. That single rougher hump triggered something within him and he could feel his climax starting to rise again, getting closer as the cock continued pumping away inside of him.

Sprout presented even more for Hitch to resist; bringing his mouth down onto the pinned male's neck. There was no time wasted in sensually kissing and suckling on Hitch's neck, keeping this up while putting more focus into reaching his length in a bit deeper than before. This caused the amber colored pony to arch his back, trying his hardest to not moan out. He was breathing heavily instead, feeling his cock throbbing hard without being touched yet again. As the kissing and thrusting continued, Hitch felt himself getting dangerously close. A part of him was trying to stop this but a greater part of himself was growing weak, starting to embrace what was being done to him...

With another firm suckle to his neck and more forceful thrust at about the same time, Sprout managed to get another climax out of Hitch. The sheriff snorted and trembled as his cock began shooting thick ropes all over again. They splattered onto his own stomach and abs again, making an even bigger mess than before. He finally moaned out from the sheer bliss, reacting to another hard thrust that Sprout made.

The topping stallion saw his chance to hump against the clenching walls. He took it and moaned out as well, getting himself to release inside of the other stallion. The next thrust plunged his cock in deep and he began unloading seed that filled the snug passage. Hitch's voice could still be heard as he was filled; the strong pulses and rushes of heat that radiated throughout the rest of his body. There was no denying that he was enjoying this. His struggling stopped and he groaned as the last jets of Sprout's climax was emptied in him.

"I'm not done with you yet," Sprout said with a devious chuckle. Hitch didn't respond; he was overwhelmed by the lingering sensations of his climax. But the other pony was already acting, putting his hands on him and turning him over. Before Hitch even realized, he was now on his hands and knees, presenting himself to the intruder.

As he began to process all of this, questions were starting to form in the sheriff's mind. Was Sprout always this strong? And what was up with his stamina? Just after his climax, the red pony was still hard and ready to go again.

Indeed, Sprout was already behind him. His hands were firmly planted on the amber colored pony's ass, giving them a squeeze before spreading them. He could see his own load lubing the already used tailhole and pressed his tip against it. Even easier than before, his cock slipped back inside. With only about half of it in, Sprout was already thrusting again.

This was another purposeful act done by the former deputy. He only allowed a limited amount of his cock inside and employed a certain amount of force as well. His dick continuously touched the prostate, but only lightly. On the receiving end, Hitch was waiting for the rest to be thrust in but after a full minute that had yet to happen. His body was starting to tremble in response to the pleasure felt but also from a building sense of need.

"Not so tough now, are you?" Sprout asked, enjoying every moment he had over Hitch. And he was taking every opportunity presented to cement himself as the one in control. Hitch was back to keep his mouth shut but he had already moaned out before. It was only a matter of time before his voice would be heard again. In the meantime he enjoyed the continued tightness and soft squeezes that still came down on his cock. Even as the pleasure was building up for him, Sprout didn't push any deeper and he refused to employ any extra force.

He knew exactly what he was doing, regaining that devious grin on his face. Hitch could be felt trembling more and more as he kept this up. For added measure, he eased himself fully on top of the sheriff. Hitch himself had become more focused with the sensations than expected. Every time, Sprout's cock only reached just short of his prostate and when striking it the pleasure was kept light. Despite it all, the amber equine was left wanting for more. He was made to wait for that follow-through that just wouldn't come.

And to make matters worse for him, Sprout was back to doing something else while also fucking him. This time the other equine had begun nibbling on Hitch's ear, doing it in a way that nearly made him melt. Lightly biting but also twirling his tongue against the most sensitive part. This was something that Hitch hadn't ever experienced before so he was completely unprepared for the sensations that came from this. His breath caught in his throat and it was suddenly hard to keep his own body steady.

Sprout noticed what his bit of nibbling did so he kept this up, putting more effort into that while still keeping his cock from reaching any further or going any faster. He could only imagine how much this was riling Hitch up. But it would only last as long as his resistance did. It was all up to him to end this. But for the time being, Sprout traced the tip of his tongue along the other pony's ear with a newfound sensuality, working slowly but effectively, touching every spot in the right succession.

There was only so much that Hitch could take and his pride was faltering, giving way to that building desire for more. He began to ask himself why he was doing this. Why was he steeling himself against something that felt so good? He still couldn't believe that Sprout was this talented, but his actions spoke for themselves and with a noticeably firmer bite, he finally raised his voice. Hitch moaned out and let himself be heard by Sprout. In response the other pony chuckled but he didn't start thrusting deeper or faster. He kept moving his lower half in the exact same way, only giving Hitch a limited amount of pleasure and he just couldn't stand it anymore!

"S-stop torturing me with all this teasing. Just give it to me, Sprout!" Hitch made himself very clear and upon finally getting what he wanted to hear, the intruder obliged.

"Finally. Was it that hard to admit that you want this?" Sprout asked him. Hitch didn't respond right away but him giving the ear a few more nibbles produced another moan and response.

"I do want this! I want you. Now, please fuck me!" Hitch all but yelled, forgoing his own pride. He gave into everything that Sprout gave and wanted even more; the sheriff wanted all of it and wouldn't be content until that happened. He arched his back and presented even more of his ass to the other male. Getting into a proper form for someone on the receiving end, Hitch gave Sprout all that he would need.

Sprout finally began to fulfill his former friend's desires. He "opened the floodgates" and made the first push that went further than the halfway point. He rolled right over the prostate as he stuffed the rest of his cock's length inside. Their balls touched when he hilted all the way inside, being followed up by a shared groan. Hitch was only given a small moment to enjoy the feeling of being full again. Sprout was quick to tug his cock back, doing so quickly. And right after was the first full thrust inside. It was done with full force, making a wet noise as the entire length was slammed back in again.

"Oh fuck!" Hitch cursed, his body jerking in response to the hard flash of pleasure. It hit him stronger than expected but that was just what he wanted. He responded to this with even louder moans, feeling that melting sensation again from Sprout already thrusting away at him. The deputy proved his own mettle by thrusting hard into the soft and already lubed hole without let up. He struck every sweet spot with every push back in and his voice was heard alongside Hitch's.

"That's what I like to hear!" Sprout declared. He would show the other stallion just how great he was and it would be done in a way that couldn't be ignored. While pounding hard into the clenching hole, Sprout's hands were wrapping around to get a proper grip and he could feel Hitch's cock. It was rock hard and leaking again. With every forward push he made, the other pony's length would slap against his abs, leaving a thick string of precum onto the already messy bed.

One of his hands got a support grip on the amber pony while the other reached for something else. Hitch jumped and let out a gasp as his cock was suddenly gripped. Sprout kept up the roughness and speed of his thrusts but also began to pump Hitch's cock up and down in time with them. Now he could feel the shaft throb directly in his hand, precum continued to shoot out and some of it would get onto that hand. It was warm and slick, the perfect thing to assist his actions.

At this point, Hitch was crying out within his own bedroom. It was lucky that the windows in there were all closed or anyone out on a night stroll would have heard the sheriff's pitched and needy moans. Hitch couldn't even speak so he just kept moaning out in different ways, directly responding to various spots inside of him being touched, stroked, or roughly prodded. He loved it all and pushed his own body against the other male's wordlessly asking for even more.

Sprout felt pretty proud of himself. In less than one night, he managed to break and reduce Hitch Trailblazer into a nothing more than an insatiable slut that couldn't get enough of being used. He of course was more fond of Hitch in this state. Doing whatever he said and for all his strength and skills, the blue haired pony was very good at taking cock. His hole was working in tandem with every thrust, responding right away with a firm squeeze that gave extra pleasure to Sprout in return.

The both of them could feel themselves getting close to their climaxes but neither of them eased up. Sprout continued thrusting away, even intensifying his rutting by picking up the pace and speed to his own limits. He huffed deeply, feeling the slight ache in his hips and legs but kept going. His focus was instead on that big payoff that was steadily approaching. Hitch was going through something similar. Between the steady touching of his prostate and the hand that was pumping along his cock, he knew it wouldn't be much longer before he was blowing his load. But he still held out as long as he could manage. Taking deep breaths and muttering through clenched teeth, Hitch put more focus on working his ass on the cock that continued plowing through his guts.

He could feel it shooting out just as much precum, but it was being spilled inside of his already messy and warm hole. At this pace and speed, every thrust was made apparent with the loud 'clap' of their bodies meeting and the rather loud wet sounds that came from the length being pulled from and pushed back inside of him. He would have been embarrassed if not for the sheer thrill that took priority. As much as he could, Hitch pushed his body against these thrusts and timing them just right got Sprout's cock to reach even deeper than it already was...

Another hard strike to his tender spots caused Hitch to cry out. Now past his limits, he was shooting the last of his cum onto the sheets. His body shook hard as he drained the rest of his balls' contents onto the already ruined fabric, making an even bigger mess of it and himself. Just as he did before, Sprout humped against the strong squeezes that came from Hitch's orgasm. It didn't take much more for him to cum and shoot the last of his seed inside the already used pony. His moan of bliss was louder than Hitch's accompanied by the faint gushes of his cum spraying out into the tight passage.

Upon finishing, the both of them collapsed on the bed, lying in the mess they made together. Hitch was panting hard, unable to say anything still. Sprout was smiling and after a few minutes he was up and gathering his clothes.

"You're a pretty good fuck, Hitch. Heh, I'll be seeing you soon." He turned around and left for the living room, this time walking out the front door. It wasn't hard for Hitch to fall asleep again, being lulled by a heavy sense of satisfaction...