Bargaining Chip

Story by GraveyardGreg on SoFurry

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#4 of The Reindeer Games

Blitzen finds something he wants, but Donner tries to talk him out of it. Art by Knuxlight!


It was a nice, sunny day in the Castro. It was also unseasonably warm, so Donner and Blitzen decided to go shirtless once they arrived to take in the sights.

A few minutes later Donner was admiring the sleek, toned form of a river otter playing the flute on a street corner when he heard his brother Blitzen say the four words he most dreaded:

"Hey, I want this!"

Donner ignored those words. He was not going to acknowledge them. If he did, he'd see what 'this' would entail, and inform his brother maybe he shouldn't go crazy on the spending. Besides, the river otter was really cute, and he wasn't too bad on the flute.

Donner was working on a pickup line involving his penis and the otter's muzzle when he felt a tug on his wrist. "Hey, Donner! Are you listening to me?"

Donner sighed. There was no way to avoid the scenario, but he was going to try his damndest. "Not now, bro. I'm watchin' this otter play the flute."

Blitzen came into view, and thus blocking Donner's view of the otter. "Yeah, yeah, Jackson's cute. We'll bone him later, I'm sure. You gotta see this!"

Donner blinked. How did Blitzen know the otter's name? Before he could ask, his fraternal twin placed both hands on his temples and forced him to look at what was more important than a river otter named Jackson.

A large vibrator, proudly displayed in the center of many smaller-sized gear, met Donner's eyes. "It's a vibrator," Donner said, unimpressed.

"I know! Ain't it great?"

Donner looked down at the eager grin of his brother. "You have plenty of vibrators at home." He eyeballed the length of the device. "You're more hung than this thing. What's it, nine inches? Ten?"

"Yeah, but this one has twelve vibration settings! Twelve! The ones at home only go up to eleven!"

Donner rolled his eyes. "The members of Spinal Tap are rollin' in their graves."

"Come on, Donner. I wanna buy this."

Donner knew it was futile, but he had to try to control his brother. "Don't you think you shouldn't go too crazy about spending stuff at the Castro all the time?"

Blitzen looked as if he'd been told he was adopted. "Please, Donner? I'll let you use it."

Donner shook his head. "I've never used a vibrator, and I ain't about to start."

Blitzen pressed up against his brother and placed a hand on the taller reindeer's chest. Donner knew what would happen next, and wasn't disappointed when Blitzen started pinching and tugging at the nipple. "I'll suck your dick for a week and hook you up with Jackson if we buy it."

Donner sighed. His brother always went for the nipple play, damn him. "Deal." At least he was getting something out of the bargain. "And then we're going to have a talk about you meeting hot guys and not introducing me to them."

"It's called a bargaining chip, bro. You should try it sometime."