Anon gets a wet dream (Anon x Braeburn)

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>Be Braeburn.
>Making your way through Ponyville to get to the hospital.
>There was somep-
>…
>Someone that you wanted to see.
>You had to take a train all the way from Appleloosa to get here.
>The train ride wasn’t too long, albeit a little bit uncomfortable.
>Now the trip to the hospital was agony.
>Every step brought you closer to your goal, but you’re not even sure you’re prepared to talk to Anon.
>See Anon, was a bit special; to put it lightly.
>He’s been a good friend of yours for years.
>Just the fact he’s been hurt is enough to mess with you, but you don’t even know what state he’s in right now.
>To you, Anon isn’t even ‘just a friend.’
>You can’t describe it, but he’s much more than that to you.
>Entering the final stretch of your journey, you stand before the door to Anon’s room.
>Swallowing nervously, you’re as ready as you’ll ever be…
>Opening the door you see Anon, he looked like he was asleep.
“Hey, Anon” you say regardless of whether he can hear you or not.
>He doesn’t respond, though his face is red.
>Oh, I see your game Anon.
“You don’t have to be so shy you know, Anon” You can’t exactly tell, but you’d be willing to bet you were blushing as well.
>He continues his charade.
>You make your way towards him, grinning all the while.
“Alright, Anon. If you’re asleep, I guess you won’t mind if I…”
>Grabbing his bed sheets with your mouth, you pull them off of the bed.
>He doesn’t seem to mind at all.

>You hop up and stand above him.
>You somehow un-button his pants, and pull them off.
>Fucking magic hooves.
>His poker face remains.
>He has a pretty good ‘I’m asleep’ face.
>You're sure you can change that though.
>You grab his completely flaccid member.
>You’ve already gone this far, might as well go farther.
>Rubbing it in an up and down motion, it slowly increases in hardness.
>When it’s at full mast, you pop it into your mouth.
>You stare into his face as you suck him off, trying to make him break.
>No luck.
>You’ll just have to try harder.
>You’d think he might have practiced this.
>You let his dick pop out of your mouth, breathing heavy with anticipation.
>Standing above him, you hold him up with your hooves as you line yourself up with his throbbing member.
>Your own was already stiff and bobbing around above his chest.
>You lower yourself towards him.
>Finally reaching him, you press his dick against your pucker until it gives way; only a little to start.
>Breath hitching at the new invasion, you only want more inside you.
>As it gets farther in, it throbs a bit.
>You still can’t tell if he’s enjoying this or not.
>His face is blank, no emotion.
>It somehow only turns you on more.
>Pushing further, you grab your own member.
>It was throbbing with the lack of attention.
>Might as well get some enjoyment out of it for yourself.
>At some point, you start unbuttoning his dress shirt, leaving his chest bare.
> Riding him, you start to rub yourself faster.
>It's hard to keep your pleasure filled moans from filling the hospital, but somehow you manage.

>A pressure begins to rise through your member as you feel his begin to throb again.
>You're both close, very close.
>One final hard push inside you and you feel his seed begin to spurt out.
>Reaching your climax, you shoot strand after strand of your own seed on anon’s chest.
>His face still blank, almost emotionless.
>He's very good.
>You clean him up before climbing back onto his bed.
>Curling up next to him, his warmth helps you fall asleep quickly.