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Rudolph looked back at Prancer. He smiled at the older, more experienced reindeer. Prancer smiled back and immediately Rudolph's ears and cheeks went redder than his nose. Then his nose turned a low maroon. It was still on the fritz. It had been for the last five weeks. Santa wasn't concerned in the slightest. But Rudolph was pretty sure he knew the cause. His guilt had belayed his confidence and it wasn't an easy thing to come to terms with. He was an icon for a Christian holiday. How could he of all reindeer be gay? However he was and he'd been crushing on Prancer for weeks now. Prancer trotted up to the young red-nosed reindeer and asked, "Hey. What's up rook?"

"You still call me rook, after six decades of flying lead? That's ridiculous Prance." His confidence shaking just slightly.

"Rudy, we're here for you no matter what is making you so depressed. You can tell me." Rudy? That was sweet, Rudolph often felt left out. Even if he was part of the sled team, he still felt like he was alone. The other reindeer often begrudged him his leader status. So the fact that Prance treated him so friendlily was such a great boost to Rudolph's morale.

"Well... Prance, I think I may be gay." Rudy replied, speaking quickly as a human would rip off a Band-Aid. He shirked back afraid to look at his crush.

"Oh thank the Saints! Finally you came to terms with yourself." Prance shook his head, relieved, "Kid, we've known since the day you entered Malehood. Why did you tell me?"

Rudolph hadn't expected that, "What gave me away?"

"Jolly Ol' Saint Nick..." the older reindeer chuckled, "Still haven't answered my question. Why tell me?"

He knows if you've been bad or good... Rudolph thought to himself. "I think I like you..."

Prance's reaction was far from expected. The older reindeer leaned his head forward and kissed Rudolph on the front of his muzzle. The red-nosed widened his eyes in shock. Out of all of the reactions he expected, this was the one he merely hoped for. His the hoof of his left foreleg clawed at the ground as he felt Prance's tongue brush his upper lip. He opened up his muzzle and the elder's tongue slipped into his mouth and felt around his mouth. It made Rudolph shudder in pleasure. He lifted his tongue to caress the invader and their tongues wrestled for what felt like hours but was most likely only minutes.

Prancer receded from the kiss and laughed at the clear-as-day blush forming on Rudolph's cheeks, "Well, I'll be damned if that ain't the cutest thing I ever did see. Rudolph, with your blush so bright, won't you please suck my bone tonight?"

Rudolph chuckled at the cute play on his song. "Oh Prance, you cheeseball. Was that necessary?"

"Well...." Prancer looked at Rudolph in askance.

"I....I'd rather just t..take it to be completely honest." Rudolph was slowly losing his confidence.

"That can be arranged..." He joked.

Rudolph blushed deeper if that was even possible. "My stable, tonight, before we leave. It'll have to be quick, Prance."

"Ahh..." Prance feigned disappointment.

***

It was almost time to start going and Rudolph's nose was still too dim. It wasn't a good sign. Christmas wouldn't be the same if Santa couldn't navigate through the heavier snowstorms.

Luckily the entire country of Germany had already had their gift-giving portion of Christmas. So that was good, but Rudolph couldn--

"Will you stop worrying! Your nose will work I can promise you that. You'll feel more confident when I'm through with you. Then your nose will be the brightest star in the sky."

Again, Rudolph, blushed. He just resigned to having his cheeks burn throughout the rest of the evening. Prancer entered Rudolph's stable and looked at him. "Are you sure you want to go through with this, Rudy?" He asked in a concerned tone.

"Mmmhmmm--" Rudolph replied in a distracted air. Prance's schlong was out and glistening. It was over a foot and a half long with a spade like head and low hanging balls. Rudolph's own penis was growing erect just from looking at Prance's shining glory.

"Rudolph...yes or no?"

"Yes, please." Rudolph anxiously responded.

With that Prance came behind Rudolph and jumped to mount him. Rudolph was startled a little as he was forced to take some of Prance's weight, let alone the feel of something prodding at his backside. It was such a strange feeling. Not bad, just different. Rudolph let out a low moan when Prance's penis entered through his tailhole. It was a little painful at first. Then Prance's dick hit something inside Rudolph and he gasped. His entire body tingled in pleasure and the pain slowly dulled away.

"Ohhhhh...Prance don't....stop!" Rudolph sighed. His schlong swung erratically under him as Prance continuously pounded his tailhole. Rudolph could feel a warmth building in his gut. He knew exactly what that was. "I'm gonna...G'ah...unnhh" Rudolph came. He panted heavily as Prance continued to plow into him for another few seconds.

Then he felt it: a warm pulsing feeling, He knew Prancer had come inside him. It felt good. Prancer panted a little as he slowly extracted himself from Rudolph's ass. "How...you...feeling" Prancer asked him.

Rudolph continued to pant, his nose finally glowing a bright, cherry red. "Amazing." Prance walked around to nuzzle Rudolph's muzzle.

"Saints be praised, that was excellent, Rudy. So..." Prance looked away shyly. Rudolph had never seen him this nervous. Prance was always the over-confident, boastful type. It was weird to see him not be confident in something. "Do you...uh...does this...are we...can we be mates?"

"God, you are adorable. Prance, I've loved you since I first laid eyes on you. I just was too scared to admit it. Of course we are mates. Now come on, stud. Let's get to the Sleigh. Nick's waiting for us." Rudolph beckoned and they left the stables and went up to the Sleigh to be hooked up to it. Rudolph and the lead. His confidence was at an all-time low just hours ago. Now after mating with Prancer, his confidence was restored.

Needless to say Santa noticed, "So Rudy, enjoy your first time?"

Rudolph blushed again. He should have known. "Santa Clause Is Coming to Town" was right about one thing. Santa knows.