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My eye slowly opened and I looked around the room. My cheek was firmly planted on Darrick's bare chest, and I could hear his heart beat in my ear. There was light streaming in from the window above us. It was the morning of my birthday, in that precious, undisrupted time before the chaos of a party.

My eye glanced over at Darrick's sleeping face, and then down to something poking up from under the sheet. I watched it pulse, and a sly smile slid across my face.

As gently as I could, I pulled back the sheet. Darrick's hard dick was pushing against his pajama pants. I very carefully slid my paw down under his waistband, and lifted up. The pink cock flopped out and onto his stomach. I tested the waters by running my paw pad along its length. I could hear his heart beat quicken, but his breath stayed the same. So, I inched my muzzle closer, and closer. My tongue gave his tip a little lick, and I heard him mumble something in his sleep. I silently giggled to myself and did it again. He gave a little unconscious sigh.

I nuzzled closer to the cock and slide my nose under it, pushing it up and across my cheek. My paw wrapped around his base as I lapped my tongue along his shaft. He stirred a little more. I lifted my head up and slid his thick tip into my muzzle, sucking and gripping his shaft. I heard a whimper as his leg twitched, but he was still asleep. I moved my paw down to his fuzzy balls and gave a tender squeeze. My head bobbed up and down, and his drowsy breath quickened. Almost there.

I felt his balls pull up; I pulled off of his cock, and slid my tongue down his pulsing rod. He moaned and I felt a hot rope of cum land on my cheek as I closed my eyes and rested back on his belly. Another hot load hit my forehead and another landed on the edge of my lips. The salty spunk sparked me right up as it hit my tongue. Load after load glazed the side of my face until I felt the cock pulse against the tip of my muzzle one last time.

I faked a yawn, and stretched my arms, turning to the deer, who was propped up on his arms looking rather embarrassed. "Good morning" I said with a smile, feeling the cum dripping down my face.

"Uh... good morning," he said, his eyes following the stream of cum rolling down my neck and onto my shoulder.

I tilted my head, trying to hold in a laugh. "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" I lifted a paw to the clean half of my muzzle and felt around.

"Yeah... uhh... right..." he motioned to my face, "there."

I shifted paws and touched the soaked fur, pulling away and looking at the strings coming from it. "Oh... well..."

"Sorry," he said, looking down, blushing under his fur. "I didn't even know I-"

I pushed my goopy paw into his face, catching him off guard. He looked up in confused surprise, and I hopped up into his lap, smooshing my face into his. I kissed the dazed deer deeply, sliding my salty tongue into his mouth. I felt him snap to, and his tongue met mine. Two hands slid up my sides and pulled me close. I felt his cock pulse back to life under me.

"Happy birthday to me!" I said, breaking the messy kiss and looking in his eyes. They were so happy. I wanted to remember those eyes like that forever. I gave him another tender kiss on the lips, and he started licking my face. I chuckled and pushed him away. "That tickles!"

He looked down at the obvious tent in my pajama shorts, wedged between us.

"I know it's your birthday," he said, looking back up to me. "But can I unwrap this?" He pressed a finger against my tip and wobbled it, making me smile.

He slid down the front of my shorts, and my cock bounced free. In no time at all, his mouth was around it, and I was trying hard to hold back moans. I gripped the head board as his hands slid across my ass and squeezed.

I could feel something building inside of me, as I panted. Closer and closer I got, and then he pulled his mouth off of my cock. I looked down, wondering what happened. He was sucking on his fingers.

"What are you, ooOHHH!" I said, as I felt a paw move between my legs and a finger slide under my tail. It forced its way through my ring and I gasped. "Fuck," I said, buckling over, almost stabbing myself on his fuzzy antlers. The finger wriggled further in, making me squirm. It felt around until it found its mark. My cock jumped and gave a squirt of precum onto his shoulder. I bit down on the headboard to keep from screaming in pleasure.

Something warm and wet wrapped around my cock again, and I felt like I was going to pass out. My legs wobbled as my entire body pulsed in pleasure. The buildup started again, and I could feel my teeth digging into the wood. Everything tingled as the finger massaged in just the right place, and I didn't know how much more I could take.

I grunted, and felt my cock throb. My ass clenched down on the finger, and Darrick pulled off from my cock again. He wrapped one hand around my knot, and pressed my g-spot with the other. My cum shot all over his face as I unloaded. Each move of his finger sent a new wave of pleasure and another squirt from my tip.

I felt my body give out, as I fell down to the bed, rolling over onto my back. I looked up as Darrick hovered over me. My trembling paws were at my sides as I looked up at him with a big stupid grin. A glob of cum fell from his nose onto my cheek.

"There, now we are even," he said with a smirk.

I laughed, and tried to pull him down with my useless arms. He came down and embraced me in another sloppy kiss. I ended up breaking the kiss off as I laughed myself out of breath. We were both completely covered in cum. I could see my chest fur stuck in clumps from the night before, and Darrick was still dripping on me.

"I love you," I said, finally getting enough strength to wrap my arms around his shoulders. "I'm so happy I have you."

Darrick just smiled, and I swear I started to see him tear up before he leaned over and grabbed a shirt from off the floor. He handed it to me, and I scrubbed at the mess on my face as best as I could, before giving him a turn. Just as he finished wiping off under his chin, my mom burst into the room.

"Happy Birthday!" she yelled, just missing me stuffing my cock back into my shorts. I could see her nose sniff. "Woo! It's a little funky in here boys, you should probably crack a window!"

I could see Darrick just about die out of the corner of his eye. He was stuffing the soaked shirt under his leg discretely. I was still trying to fight the giggles of the whole thing, but managed to keep it to a reserved smile.

"Now," my mom continued, "Get out of bed and come down stairs!" She bounced off, and through the open door.

I looked over to Darrick who was staring, wide eyed. I reached up and wiped a bit of cum off his nose that he had missed. "Nothing like a little excitement in the morning, huh?" I chuckled, giving him a kiss on the cheek. I thought he was going to fall over. "Come on, let's go down stairs."

I slid out of bed and adjusted myself. Darrick was still frozen on the bed.

"Oh," I added as I reached the door. "And could you open the window? It is a little musty in here." I gave a wink and walked down the stairs.

The living room was all decked out in typical fashion; balloons, streamers, a big sheet cake with lots of frosting, my mom beaming with a camera.

I smiled and hopped down the rest of the steps and up to the cake.

'Happy Birthday Jude' it read in thick piping with lots of sprinkles.

"Thanks Mom, thanks Dad," I said, looking into the camera with a big smile for the winning shot. I heard Darrick's hooves walk up beside me, and lots more snaps from the camera.

"Now," my mom said, handing her camera to my dad and walking over to a box on the counter. "I'm breaking a little with tradition this year." She set the box down next to the cake. "Sit! Both of you!" she motioned with her paws. We both pulled up chairs. I looked over at Darrick who looked just as confused as I did. I noticed he had set his phone on the counter. '17 Missed Calls' flashed on the screen. He quickly grabbed it and slid it into his pocket. I looked up at him, but he was looking at the box.

I returned to my mom who had the biggest grin on her face. She lifted the top of the box, and there was a smaller, round cake with white frosting all over it. My dad snapped a pic.

"Another cake?" I asked, tilting my head, and then looking up at her.

"Here!" she said, handing me a knife. "It'll make more sense in a second."

I grabbed the knife and glanced over at Darrick to see if he knew about this, but he still looked lost. I looked back at my mom and motioned to cut it, just to make sure that's what she meant. Both my dad and her nodded, and another flash from the camera hit my eyes.

I eyed the cake, and gently dug the knife into it, half expecting it to explode or something. It sunk it and felt like any other cake. I lifted the knife and cut a slice. My mom handed me a plate, and I slid the knife under the slice and pulled up. Beneath the white frosting was a brilliant layered rainbow. I placed the slice on the plate in front of me and stared at it. Another flash from the camera. I felt my paws shaking, and I looked up at my mom. Her mouth was open in a big smile.

"What..." I stammered. "What does this..." I looked over at Darrick, who was glaring into his lap, not blinking. His hands clenched in fists. I looked at my dad, and was blinded by another flash. "Mean?"

My mom's expression changed as I stared at her. Her ears flattened against her head and she cleared her throat. The camera flashes stopped. "Well... It's our way of saying... Well, you know." Her eyes darted between Darrick and I. "That you don't have to.... hide. Anymore."

I felt my chest tighten. The knife fell out of my paw and clanged on the floor. I felt my body go numb. They knew. I gripped the side of the table as the room started to spin. I looked over at Darrick, who was sill clenching his fists, his mouth starting to twitch, fighting back crying.

I started hyperventilating, and stood up. "I need a minute." I rushed out and onto the patio, holding myself up against the railing. I couldn't feel anything, and my vision started getting fuzzy. I laid down on the wooden planks, closed my eyes and took deep breaths. My mind was a hive of noise.

How did they figure it out? How long had they known? What did they know? Why did they do this on my birthday? Did someone tell them? Did they see us? Did they hear us? Did they ask Darrick? Did Darrick tell them? What about Darrick? He was worse with this stuff than I was. What was he thinking? Where was he? Was he still in there with my parents?

My eyes shot open, and I took a deep breath and hauled myself back up onto my feet. My heart was thumping in my chest, and I had to catch myself before I got past the door.

Darrick was still sitting at the table, only he was weeping. I felt like puking. My mom and dad silently watched me walk back to the table and sit down. The cake had been removed from the table. The room was completely silent besides Darrick's sobs. I slid a paw over his fist, and I felt it tightly wrap around my hand.

It took me a while to look up. My mom looked like she had just seen the house burn down.

"I am so sorry," she said, her voice shaking. "I didn't mean to..." She started crying too.

I squeezed back on Darrick's hand and looked at him.

"I..." I heard my voice crack. "We... um. We didn't want anyone to know." I looked at my patents. "Including you."

"Son," my dad said. "We just want you to know that we support you. We love both you and Darrick, no matter what, and you never have to keep anything from us."

Darrick collapsed forward, loudly sobbing. Both my parents jumped up, and I moved over to him.

"Darrick," I said, trying to see his face pressed against the table. "It's going to be ok."

Darrick shook his head.

"It will be," I continued, rubbing his back. "We can just pretend this never happened, ok?" I looked up at my parents, who both nodded.

Darrick shook his head again.

"This never happened, my parents don't know, and everything is back to normal." My mom walked over to the cake box and stuffed it into the trash can.

Darrick let out a gargled wail. I moved closer and heard a loud sniff. "It's not..." he said softly. His head lifted up off the table. He wiped his face on his arm, and cleared his throat. "It's not that." I felt a squeeze on my paw again.

"What do you mean?" I asked, looking at his red, glossy eyes.

"I'm not sad." He wiped away his tears again. "I'm happy." He gave a soft chuckle.

I just stared at him. "What?" I glanced at my parents, who were looking at each other. My mom pulled the smooshed cake box out of the trash again, shrugging.

"I'm happy." He laughed a little louder. "I am happy!"

Oh god, he's lost his mind.

"Jude," he said, looking me straight in the eye. "I have something that I need to tell you."

"Ok....?" I said, confused and a little scared.

"There is a reason you've never met my family." I could see him visibly loosen up. "My family isn't like this." He looked over at my parents and back at me. "My home isn't like this, so full of love and happiness. Ever since I first came here, I never wanted to leave. This has been more of a home for me than my real one ever has been. And hearing that I can be... that we can be our true selves, I can't describe how I'm feeling." He turned to my parents. "Thank you." My mother started crying and ran up to Darrick and wrapped her arms around him.

"Of course you're welcome here!" she said, rocking the deer back and forth. "Any time. Our home is your home."

I felt my body flood with feeling again and I looked around. Had all of this really just happened? Were Darrick and my mom wobbling together in a hug, crying? I looked at my dad, and was blinded by another flash.

"Thank you," I heard Darrick say again, muffled in the hug. His hand squeezed mine again.

Eventually, my mother finally released him, fanning her face as she walked away. Darrick looked at me. He was radiating relief. I leaned in for a kiss, and looked at my parents. I felt Darrick's lips press against mine, and saw another flash. I blinked. What a weird ten minutes it had been.

The rest of the morning sort of rushed by as the tears dried, and we ate what we could of the salvaged cake. Eventually, Darrick and I ended back up in my room to change before guests showed up. I managed to sneak a wet towel in to help clean up a bit as well. As I scrubbed away at a stubborn clump by Darrick's nipple, I stopped and looked up at him.

"Why didn't you think you could tell me?" I asked, looking him dead in the eye.

"I, uh, well, I don't really know. My family is... well..." His gaze drifted off.

"You can tell me anything, you know." I went back to scrubbing. "My family isn't perfect either."

"They seem pretty perfect to me."

I laughed. "Wait until you get to know them more."

"Jude...." He said with enough concern that I looked up again. "I don't want to go home." His eyes welled up.

"You can stay the night again. I'm sure my parents won't mind, and besides, it's my birthday, what are they gonna-"

"No, I mean, I don't want to go back. Ever."

I looked at him. He looked fragile and haunted. "Y-yeah. Sure. I mean, I'll have to ask my parents, but... why? Is everything ok?"

He shook his head.

"Darrick, what's wrong? Does this have to do with those phone calls?"

He nodded. I felt myself puff up and go into protection mode. "What happened? Do I need to call the police? Are they hurting you?"

He shook his head, and sat down on the bed. I sat down next to him. He pulled out his phone. '23 Missed Calls.'

"Aren't you going to answer?" I asked.

"I don't think I can."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

He shook his head again.

"Is there anything I can do?"

He slid his arms around me and pulled me tight. "This. Always. Forever."

I kissed the top of his head. "Of course."

A light knock came at the door. "Jude? Your aunt is here already. Are you almost ready?" I heard my dad say from the other side.

"Yeah, we will be down in a sec!" I yelled back, and looked at Darrick as he sat up. I gave him a kiss on the lips. He smiled. I smiled back. "Ok, let's get dressed."

We walked down the stairs just as Ernie, another fox from school walked in the door with a gift in hand. My mom knew that I didn't have many close friends, but she kept tabs on who I talked about at school and would send out invites. It was always interesting to see who would show up. Ernie was just there for the cake, but I usually got a good gift out of it, so I didn't mind. My aunt ran up and picked me up in a swinging hug. I blushed through the embarrassing comments about my height, and references to me always being the short one in the family. Darrick seemed to enjoy it, though.

The room filled with people over the next hour. We cut the cake, and moved out into the yard. We played dumb little party games, and played music. My mom set up a buffet of food, and people dispersed.

I walked up to Darrick, who was sitting under our tree. He had his phone in his hand. It started to buzz.

"You're going to have to answer it eventually, you know," I said, playfully nudging him with my foot.

He looked up and sighed. It buzzed in his hand again.

"Just answer it," I said. "I'll be here if you need me." I walked away from the tree and heard Darrick answer.

"Hello?" he asked softly. "I'm sorry.... I'm sorry. I know. I'm sorry. I just.... I know. What? Ok. Ok. I know. Ok."

I looked over, and saw the buck rush by me.

"Hey!" I called out. He stopped and turned back, staring at the ground.

He was shaking again. "I'm really sorry, but I have to go."

"Right now?"

He looked up at me. There was something very wrong. "I'm sorry." He moved like he was going to kiss me, but looked around at the people around us, watching. "I'm so sorry. I have to go."

He turned and bolted off. I ran after him. "Darrick! Wait!" That deer could run. By the time I made it through the noisy, crowded house, his car was already driving down the street. I tried to chase after it, but he was already around the corner by the time I touched the pavement. "Come back..."