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Forbidden Christmas Special

Day 2... Christmas Eve

Chris sat a few more things under the tree and stood up, cracking his back and smiling over at Matt, "Well, I think that's the last one!"

Matt sat Indian style under the tree, moving a few of the gifts into the most visually attractive positions he could, "Yes, I do believe it is! The kids are gonna' love this, Chris...Sirrus and Rei too."

The lion smiled proudly, "Yup! God, I love Christmas!"

"I don't usually have much to look forward to on Christmas." Matt stood up slowly and stretched, "But this year I have people to shower in gifts!" He chuckled.

Chris laughed, "That you do..." He padded over and grinned slyly, "So...you get me anything?"

"AnyTHING? I got you plenty of things!" The ottercoon turned around and smiled at his boyfriend, "You don't think I'd forget you do you?"

Chris grinned huge, "OH! Lemme see!!"

Matt couldn't help but laugh a bit, "Now now...not even Luke asked to see his gifts, and he's just 16." He poked Chris in the chest, "You're 31-years-old. Act your age. Oh!!" He snapped his fingers; "You got a little extra for Alex, right? Since his birthday just passed? I nearly forgot to do that when I was out the other day."

The lion grumbled a little and crossed his arms, "Yeah, I got him a few things..." He glared at his ottercoon and grumbled under his breath, "And I DO act my age..."

"Come on now...none of that, I was just playing with you. Big baby!" Matt wrenched Chris's arms apart and moved up close to give him a quick peck on the nose.

Chris chuckled and wrapped one arm around Matt's shoulder, pulling him along and padding into the kitchen, "I am not a baby!" He grabbed his crotch, "Unless a baby can be hung like a-"

"You are no horse!" The ottercoon cut him off.

Chris stopped in the kitchen, raising an eyebrow, "Oh? Argumentative today, are we? Want we should get out the ruler and compare who's-"

"Statement withdrawn." Matt cut him off again with an embarrassed smile.

"That's better!" The lion chuckled and let go of his ottercoon, moving over to the pantry and looking around.

Matt leaned on the counter and watched his boyfriend rummaging around in the pantry, "What are you lookin' for?"

Chris pulled out a bag of popcorn and tossed it in the microwave, then turned and smiled, "I figured you might like to sit down and watch a movie. It's not like you've even sat down once these past two weeks."

"Rest is for the weak!" The ottercoon smiled and stood tall, in a Superman-like pose.

Chris chuckled and leaned over the other side of the counter, pushing Matt's chest, "Please! Last night you were asleep by six. And I know you: you won't be able to get to sleep tonight at a decent hour, and I'm a night person myself. So, we should watch a movie!"

Matt chuckled a little, "I could always just go to sleep ON you!" He pushed Chris back, "And you watch it! I don't like being pushed on; I can always make you sleep down here on the couch tonight."

The lion cocked an eyebrow thoughtfully and smirked, as the popcorn beeped, "So, movie? Or..."

Matt raised his eyebrow as well, "Or?"

Chris smiled slyly and leaned over the counter more, resting on his elbows, "Or...we could throw the popcorn to the birds and have ourselves some PERSONAL entertainment..."

The ottercoon leaned closer to his lion, "Now how in the world could we do that? We don't know any birds..."

Chris walked around the counter and stood next to his boyfriend, placing a paw on either side of his hips and lightly pushing against him with his own, "Well then...I guess we'll have to forget the popcorn, huh?"

Matt put his paw on the small of Chris's back and pulled him tight against his hips, "But I love popcorn!" He pretended to pout as he placed his nose against Chris's.

"Mm-hm..." The lion ignored the comment and closed his eyes, kissing Matt forcefully and passionately, pressing against him hard and wrapping his arms completely around him.

Matt got pressed against the counter, and murred as he sunk into the kiss, moving his paws from Chris's back and around the lion's sides, where he slowly slipped them under his open shirt.

Chris broke from the kiss and began to nip down Matt's neck and onto his shoulder, nuzzling under Matt's collar, "So...how about right here...?"

The ottercoon just murred in response as he slipped Chris's shirt off slowly, making the lion lower his arms so it could fall on the floor. He tilted his neck so Chris could continue nipping, kissing, and nuzzling, "It's a...a little hard in here. Let's take it to the couch..." He lifted up Chris's head and smiled, "Or maybe...under the tree?"

Chris laughed and ground their crotches together, grinning, "Sure! If you think we won't crush any presents..."

"Presents?" Matt moved them both away from the counter and kissed Chris's neck, "What presents? Is it someone's birthday?" He started nipping at the fur in the hollow of Chris's neck as they stood in the middle of the kitchen, and then slipped a paw between them, grabbed a hold of Chris's crotch & swelling sheath through his pants, and smiled wide at his boyfriend, "Is it MY birthday?"

The lion moaned and pressed against the paw, laughing as they stumbled into the living room, turning and falling onto the couch, him on top of Matt. "Oh, it might not be your birthday..." Chris moved Matt's head up and kissed him deeply again, "But you're going to get something..."

Matt nuzzled him softly, "It's certainly sounding like my birthday..." He smiled and moved his head down, kissing along Chris's chest.

Chris purred deeply, keeping himself up on his arms so Matt could move. The ottercoon nipped and licked gently at his lion's soft golden fur as he slid his paws down to his boyfriend's pants, unbuttoning them, unzipping them, and slipping his paw into them...where he could grip the cat's growing erection through his silk boxers.

"S-Shit..." Chris shivered and lowered himself down, pulling Matt up and licking his forehead as he clamped his arms around his lover, forcing both of them on their sides as Matt continued to stroke him.

Matt kissed Chris gently and gripped hard on the still growing erection; "Now I can't very well get you undressed if you're holding me like this..."

The lion panted and grinned, "Guess I forgot that little bit..." He moved one paw down and unclasped the button above his ottercoon's tail, then moved around and unbuttoned Matt's pants, slowly zipping them down. "But why don't we get you first...?"

"Well...it IS my birthday!" Matt smiled impishly and rolled them over so he was under Chris.

Chris kissed Matt again and chuckled. "Your birthday's in March! But trust me..." he slipped Matt's pants and boxer-briefs down to his knees, "You'll definitely be getting something then, too..." He grabbed Matt's hard member and stroked it a few times.

The ottercoon clenched the muscles in his legs and murred, then smiled down at Chris, "C-can't wait..."

Chris grinned and moved his head down more, shifting to a sitting position with his tail hanging off the arm of the couch, and immediately took Matt's entire member into his mouth, pressing his tongue into his sheath and vibrating the back of his throat with a purr.

Matt let out a loud whimper and hung his head over the other arm of the couch as he clumsily pressed his footpaw against Chris's crotch, trying to use his toes to disrobe his lover. The lion could only grin around Matt's cock and suckle harder, bringing one extended claw up to scratch behind his sack and lightly tug on his balls, as he let his rough tongue drag up and down the ottercoon's member.

Matt murred and whined even louder, nearly moaning as he finally hooked Chris's boxers with his big toe and pulled them down past his boyfriend's member. He took a deep breath and started to rub Chris's cock slowly with his footpaw as he opened his eyes, his head still hanging off the arm of the couch...

...and the ottercoon froze. His eyes widened and he sat completely still...barely breathing.

Chris giggled at Matt's reaction, letting his finger trail down and play with his tailhole while his other paw moved to scratch and tug at his sack. Chris was wrong, though...about WHAT exactly Matt was reacting TO.

Right across the living room, beside the hall, stood Riddick, wide eyed as well and looking right at Matt's face. His still growing mane was messed up from having been asleep and his jaw hung open.

He'd only gotten up for a drink of water.

Matt's eyes involuntarily traveled down, or up rather, due to his position, to Riddick's boxers as he watched them slowly tent. He said nothing and didn't move for a long moment until he raised a paw up and put it on Chris's shoulder.

He pushed the lion to get his attention...but it didn't work.

Chris let Matt's cock fall out of his mouth and licked it slowly, kissing all along its length...and Riddick looked away from Matt's face, the panthion's boxers tented completely now, as he watched his father's tongue lap across his step father's member.

Matt grunted and pushed Chris's shoulder harder a few times, still looking at Riddick. "Chris."

Chris blinked a little, kissing it one more time before looking up curiously...only to cough, wide eyed, and scamper back in a panic, "Holy Hell!! Riddick!!"

Matt sat up as quick as he could, facing away from Riddick, and put an arm over his cock, as he blushed wildly and breathed heavily, not able to look at the panthion.

Riddick blinked and just stared at them: Matt hiding himself and his dad's...his dad's very impressive member still hanging out of his boxers. He didn't know what to say at first, but finally spoke up, "I-I-I'm sorry! I was just getting up for a drink of water and I..." He stopped and blinked again, gulping slightly and licking his lips nervously.

Chris coughed again, still blushing madly, as he pushed his cock back into his boxers and turned away from his son and Matt, "Er, uhm...Riddick...I...I mean..."

Matt slowly looked back over his shoulder at Riddick and smiled nervously, not sure what to say. Then he looked down again, noticing a bit more than what he saw earlier...the pink tip of the panthion's barbed cock poking out through the hole in the front of his boxers.

Riddick put a paw over his face, blushing just as much as his father and Matt, but not realizing that he was poking out of his boxers, "I...I mean I know that you do it...I just...I wasn't expecting to..." He gulped a little and let out a sigh.

Chris stood up and turned around, his member long having retreated back into his boxers and sheath, and then scratched his neck. "I uh..." he sighed, "Sorry Riddick..."

Matt nudged Chris's hip to get his attention and then gestured with his head at Riddick. "Chris..." he whispered softly.

Looking over at his son, Chris blinked and raised his eyebrows as he noticed his son's tent and his tip poking out. His mouth dropped open as he tried to make sense of it. Luckily, though, his son was looking down and covering his face, and couldn't see him staring.

Matt pulled Chris down and whispered something in his ear a bit timidly, then smiled and let the lion stand back up as he finished, "Y'know...j-just a thought..."

Riddick looked up, "Huh?"

Chris blinked and looked at Matt, his mouth wide open, "Are you serious!?"

Matt just looked down as he kept talking, trying to be as quiet as he could, "Well...he looks rather..." then looked back at Riddick and his tent, "...interested."

Riddick looked between the two of them, blinking, and then looked down to where Matt's eyes were pointed, "Shit!" He covered himself up, "I-it, I...I mean it's just that..." He gulped and closed his eyes, feeling like he was about to get in trouble, and at the same time still seeing his father licking Matt's cock in his head.

Chris gulped, trying to ignore his re-growing hard-on, and looked down at Matt again, not bothering to hush his voice, "If you...err if we...I mean, you'd be the one to, y'know, to ask..." he coughed.

Riddick heard what his father said very clearly and opened his eyes back uo, surprised as hell that he'd said it. Not realizing that it was directed at Matt, and thinking his dad was talking to him, the panthion blushed madly, uncomfortable but not about to miss this chance. "A-ask?" Riddick gulped slightly and timidly uncovered his tent, staying quiet for a few seconds and then speaking up again, "Can...uhm...can I watch?"

Chris jerked a little and looked over at Riddick, his own cock now rock hard in his boxers as he nudged Matt and coughed, gesturing toward his son.

Matt smiled up at Chris and moved his arm to uncover his cock. He turned around so Riddick could see it, then answered for the two of them, "You...just wanna' watch?"

Chris blushed and coughed, the knot in his stomach growing. He knew good and well that he shouldn't be doing this, but he just couldn't seem to make himself walk away from the situation.

Riddick stared at Matt's dick -- standing proud against the ottercoon's bare stomach -- and then looked up at Matt and raised his eyebrows like he was asking a silent question.

Matt just nodded.

So the panthion slowly walked over to the two of them and sat down on the couch, looking between his father and Matt as he slowly moved a paw towards Matt's lap...the whole time not saying a word.

Matt looked up at Chris to see if the lion was going to stop it, and Chris just bit his lip, feeling almost bad for his cock throbbing like it was. He moved over, sitting on the other side of his son and leaning back with his paws nervously latched onto his knees.

Matt eyed Chris as he talked to Riddick, "Go ahead..."

Riddick grabbed a hold of Matt firmly -- not the first time he'd held a cock, but definitely the first time his dad was present. Eyeing his dad, knowing that his dad being here was what was making this so exiting, and knowing that his dad was the one he really wanted to be touching, he lowered his head down to Matt's lap...licking at the ottercoon's head, and tasting his collecting pre.

Chris gulped and shook a little at the sight, biting his lip harder and resisting the urge to rub the back of his son's head as he sucked Matt. Matt closed his eyes with a slight moan as Riddick's lips wrapped around the head of his cock, the feline teasing him slowly.

Matt raised an eyebrow and petted Riddick's head very gently, "Chris? I think Riddick's feeling a little lonely..." He looked down at Riddick's tented boxers and then smiled back up at Chris with a wink.

Riddick murred softly and let go of Matt's cock, looking back at his dad with an embarrassed but excited smile.

Chris reached over and, breaking past one last bit of restraint, grabbed a hold of his son's cock through the cotton boxers, grinning, "Heh...you've gotten to be a good size, I see..."

Riddick just smiled and blushed, not knowing what to say as he reached down and undid the button on his boxers, letting his cock free. He moved his head back to Matt's groin, taking the ottercoon's whole dick into his muzzle, and made Matt moan immediately.

Matt tried to stifle his moan and smiled at Chris, "He's good..." He smirked, knowing what Riddick wanted, "You should see...just how good he IS."

Chris stopped stroking Riddick, still holding his softly throbbing cock, and looked over at Matt with his eyebrows raised. Riddick bobbed his head and sucked harder on Matt, thinking about it being his father's in his muzzle as he slid his paw up the ottercoon's stomach.

Chris brought his paw off of Riddick's cock and onto the back of his son's head, rubbing one of his ears gently with a thumb, "Riddick...?"

Riddick opened his eyes and let Matt's cock out of his muzzle, mouthing a breathless and embarrassed 'thank-you' at the ottercoon as he sat up and turned to look at his dad, "...yeah?"

"Do you...? I mean..." Chris blushed, not quite able to finish the sentence.

Riddick looked down at his dad's lap -- the tent of the lion's silk boxers sticking up out of the front of his pants -- and answered the question with action instead of words as he leaned down slowly...hoping his father wouldn't try and stop him.

Chris gulped and leaned his head back, closing his eyes tight as he felt his son peel away the silk and gently lick at the tip, causing him to let out a low groan. Matt smiled and wrapped an arm around and under Riddick, stroking his dripping member to spur him on as he went down on his father.

Riddick licked along his father's barbs teasingly, and then dived his head down, whimpering softly at Matt's touch and the prize in front of his face. With no hesitation left at all, he took as much of his father's cock into his muzzle as he could without it going into his throat. He wrapped his lips tight around it and sucked hard, licking the barbs again as he pulled is head back up.

Chris moaned, shaking slightly under his son, and thrust lightly up into the teenager's muzzle, "God Riddick..." He bit his lip as he looked over at Matt, his eyes half closed and his mouth hanging open as he took in sharp breaths.

Riddick opened his throat and let his father thrust up, taking the full length of his father's large member into his mouth...and massaging it with his tongue gently as his nose touched the lion's pubes.

Matt smiled at Chris, "I told you he was good..." Matt let go of Riddick and moved his paws up, slowly pulling off the Panthion's boxers and baring his adopted son's ass to the warm air of the living room.

Chris panted, curling his mouth in a sideways grin and raising his eyebrows as he looked at his son's ass and mouthed silently, "...what are you planning?"

Matt mouthed slowly back at Chris, "That depends on what Riddick will let me do..." and winked.

Riddick felt himself exposed and raised his legs a bit so Matt could take his underwear the rest of the way off. Somehow he loved the feeling that he was the only one nude and that his dad and Matt were just hanging out. He pulled his head back up slowly, sucking as hard as he could on his father's cock until he got to the tip, then thrust his head back down quickly, lodging the larger cat's cock into his throat again.

Chris gasped loudly, "Oh fuck!"

Matt lowered his head down to the Panthion's tail, nipping softly at its base and raising it up as he moved his muzzle lower and closer to Riddick's hole...both of their cocks twitching as his tongue trailed along the base.

Chris purred deeply and pushed in and out of his son's mouth. He wanted to speak, wanted to compliment his son, but was too uncomfortable to manage it...

Matt pressed his nose against Riddick's hole and licked forcefully, causing the feline to whimper, jerk, and speed up on his father's pulsing and dripping member. Matt licked harder and harder, pulling up firmly on Riddick's tail -- almost too hard -- which Riddick only enjoyed more.

Chris began to take deep breaths as he moved a paw down to scratch just under Matt's mouth, rubbing and scratching his son's sack. Riddick twitched slightly and let go of his father's cock, licking and then nipping at the lion's engorged barbs.

Matt licked down away from Riddick's hole, still holding his tail up firmly, and licked around Chris's fingers, taking one into his mouth for a moment before licking and nibbling on Riddick's balls.

Chris moaned at the nipping on his barbs and then moved the finger that Matt had suckled on up to his son's hole. He hesitated for only a second before he pressed, and felt his son jerk under him as he slid a joint inside.

Riddick whimpered at the feeling and relaxed so his father could slide more of the finger in, then lowered his head down along his father's cock, kissing it and moving to his balls, licking them, nipping them, and then nosing in behind them.

Chris slid more of his finger into his son, the boy's soft whimpers and tongue on his sack driving him on. Matt, meanwhile, moved his head away from the Panthion's sack, and saw Chris's finger in him. He smiled as he licked his own finger and placed it right by Chris's, pushing and stretching Riddick's hole as he forced one joint, and then another, of his own finger inside.

Riddick let go of his father's cock and sack and moaned softly. It had been a while since anything was in him...even two wriggling fingers.

Chris pulled his finger out slowly, and grinned at Matt before lifting his son's head up with his paw and bringing their muzzles inches away from one another, "Riddick...how would you like something else inside you?"

Matt pushed his finger all the way into the Panthion and smiled at the two cats, idly realizing how much of a turn on it would be to see them kiss, "Only if you want, Riddick..."

Riddick nodded slowly and smiled real wide, barely believing this, and being very happy he got thirsty tonight, "It...it's been a long time..."

Chris hesitated for a moment then leaned forward, kissing his son softly on the lips before pulling back to look over at Matt just with his eyes. "Go ahead Matt..." he looked back to Riddick and grinned, "...fuck my son."

Matt slowly pulled his finger out of the panthion, and Riddick lowered his head back down, raising his ass and tail into the air as he smiled at his dad. Matt pulled up hard on Riddick's tail again, having noticed he seemed to like that earlier, and Riddick whimpered and murred as Matt got into position.

The panthion smiled and licked across his father's barbs again, loving the feeling of being between the two of them, as he opened his maw and started lowering his head down around Chris's cock, again.

Chris bit his lip and grinned, "I can't believe I'm doing this..."

Matt just laughed, "I can't believe it took you two this long."

Riddick stopped for a moment to smile and blush up at his father and then thrust his muzzle back down around it again, its tip hitting his throat and muffling his murr.

"I think he likes a bit of force Chris..." Matt pulled up on the cat's tail rather hard again, and pushed his tip against the boy's hole. "Don't you?" he leaned over Riddick and pressed just light enough for it not to go in yet.

Riddick nodded and muffled a yes around his father's cock as he bobbed, "MmHmm..."

Chris moaned and grinned down at his son, "You like it rough do you?" He smiled and extended a claw, scratching it along his son's cheek, "Then get to it, boy!"

The lion gripped his son's head and forced it down. The slightest bit of uncertainty kept him from slamming into the younger cat and choking him, but he gave Riddick no choice regardless, holding tight and forcing his dick into his throat.

And Riddick didn't even put up a token show of resistance...

"That's it boy. Now hold that ass up for me..." Matt pushed his whole body forward quickly, pushing half of his un-lubed cock into Riddick's slightly loosened and dampened hole...making the panthion nearly yelp around his father's girth.

"Oah..." Chris groaned from behind clenched teeth. "That's it Riddick...let Matt take your ass..." He bit his lip, groaning again, not used to talking like this, but figured that since his son liked it...why hold back?

Matt pushed the rest of the way in, still holding the cat's tail up in the air, and then pulled back out, wasting no time before beginning to thrust in steadily. The ottercoon's hips slapped against the cat's ass again and again, pushing him against his father harder and harder each time.

Riddick murred and whimpered around his father's shaft as he pistoned his head up and down along the steadily dripping member and raised his paw up, clawing gently at the lion's stomach fur.

"Oh shit, Riddick..." Chris reached under, scratched his son's chest, and clawed under his chin lightly.

"Oah...Riddick...take it boy," Matt grabbed onto the Panthion's white mane and thrust harder against him, the resistance lessening as he went. "Clench for me..."

Riddick whimpered loudly and sucked harder on his father -- as hard as he could now -- while he clenched his hole tight around Matt's cock. He gripped his father's stomach fur harder than before, trying to hold himself still enough to suck, as he was rocked between the two of them.

Chris moaned loudly and squeezed son's head with both paws, "I'm gonna' cum Riddick!"

"Me too..." Matt gripped Riddick's mane harder as he thrust against his closed hole.

Riddick jammed his father's barbed tip deep into his throat once more, closing his mouth tight around the base of his cock and pulsing his throat. Suddenly, stream after stream of his father's strong, bitter, and hot cum shot down his throat, overflowing and filling his mouth...and at almost the exact same moment, a warmth built inside of him lower as well, as Matt slammed against him one last time, spraying his own load into the teenager.

Chris tilted his head back in a roar as he jammed his entire length into his son's mouth, before collapsing back down, his roar dying off and his eyes drifting closed. Behind the boy, Matt took in long deep breaths, and slumped forward, leaning heavily on Riddick's back.

Riddick let go of his father's cock and put his head against the couch between the lion's legs. Still horny as hell, and enjoying the smell of his father's groin, the taste of his father's seed, and the feel of Matt's cock still inside of him, he moved his paw to his own member and began pawing himself quickly.

Matt pulled out of Riddick slowly and grabbed the Panthion's arm, stopping him from pawing, "No, no kid. Here...sit up..." He pulled Riddick and sat him down, then smiled at Chris and motioned his head toward Riddick's lap, "Don't you think he deserves to finish with something a lot better than his paw, after that?"

Chris didn't argue. He just grinned and arched down, taking his son's entire shaft into his mouth in one dive and making sure to vibrate his throat in a purr as he slid his tongue inside Riddick's sheath.

Riddick threw his head back and moaned, putting his paw in his father's mane and taking quick sharp breaths, "God...damn, Dad..."

Matt leaned close to Riddick and smiled, kissing him lightly on the lips, "It's after midnight...Merry Christmas, kiddo." He smiled and petted Chris on the head, but found himself suddenly distracted...overcome by the feeling he was, yet again, being watched...

The ottercoon turned to look, and, sure enough, he caught the eyes of a raccoon standing in the hallway. Luke was wide eyed and jaw agape...but more importantly: hard, pawing himself, and staring right at Matt...

...and his adopted father just smiled with a wink, and silently called the boy over with his finger.

Rest is for the weak.

~

There we go! The soap opera, Forbidden, has returned!

* Starring: F. R. Borealis as Eric Matthew Cameron and Riddick Dumar Eden Cecil B. North as Christopher Phillip Eden and Lucas Joseph Trammel *

Cecil was a writer here as well, back in the Yiffstar days. If you want to check out the stuff he wrote back then, go ahead and look him up. His username on here is: Cecil_88

And it continues!

Christmas Eve, everyone! Nothing like celebrating the eve of Jesus's birth in the most heathenistic way possible: GAY INCEST!!!

Really don't have much else to say other than the fact that...THIS chapter is why I'm leaving it up to you whether or not to treat the Christmas Special as Canon. I know there's no story left for this to affect in any way, but also know that some of you have out right stated that you wanted Chris/Riddick incest to stay out of the "official" Forbidden Universe.

So, yeah, up to you. Either way, though, I hope you enjoyed! ^_^

Anyway, thanks for reading!

I welcome any feedback! Comment or PM me here, or email me at frostborealis[at]gmail.com

See you tomorrow for the conclusion of this very Forbidden Christmas!