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It was a quiet night at the Pole, and Donner had just ordered a round of drinks for himself, his brother Blitzen, and their shire friend, Andre. "So, Andre," Blitzen said, grinning up at the black dappled horse, "what did you want to talk to us about?"

Andre shifted nervously in his chair, brushing back the braids which fell down to one side of his face. "I need some advice," he said quietly.

The drinks arrived, and Blitzen quickly sipped his to mask the amused smile on his muzzle. He couldn't help himself, but Andre's shyness was completely at odds with his size. Standing well over seven feet and quite possibly weighing more than his brother Donner, he couldn't fathom how the horse could be so timid.

Donner shot a look over at Blitzen, the kind of look that promised very bad things should his brother reveal the hidden smile. He then smiled at Andre. "I think I can speak for the two of us when I say we're flattered you'd come to us for advice, Andre. Let's go find us a table and get us some privacy." After seating themselves, Donner took a sip of his beer. "If we can help, we'll be happy to, won't we, Blitzen?"

Blitzen nodded, pushing his amusement down deep inside him. "What is it, anyway? If it's where to invest, I'm not very good at that." He winced as Donner kicked him under the table.

Andre began studying his drink, covering it with his large hands. "N-no, it's something a little more... personal. You see, there's this guy I want to ask out on a date, but I'm afraid he might say no."

Blitzen perked up. Andre had, in the couple of years he'd known him, had never expressed any interest in anyone. "So you're asking us how to be more confident?"

Andre looked up, found Blitzen staring at him, then immediately dropped his gaze back down to the drink. "Y-yes. I'm really shy. I don't like being the center of attention."

Blitzen smirked, and once again received a kick under the table from Donner, along with another look which warned him to stifle whatever comment he was about to make. So he changed tactics. "Well, it's not like you could choose to be a shire, but we can definitely help you get some confidence."

"It's not like the world's going to end if whoever you like says no. Do we know this person?"

Andre glanced up at Donner, then dropped his gaze again. "Yeah, you know him really well."

Donner nodded, sipping his mug of beer. "Is he here?"

Andre glanced at Donner again, then slowly nodded. "Yeah, h-he's here."

Blitzen decided to join in on the twenty questions. "And you're certain he's single?"

"Kind of. He's in a relationship, but it's an open one." He then looked up and surprised them both by keeping eye contact with Donner. "But I'm just looking for a date. He's a really nice guy, and he makes me feel... he makes me feel like I'm not this huge, clumsy, giant behemoth."

Blitzen couldn't stop himself in time. "Wow, this guy must be, like, an orca."

The kick was delivered with so much force Blitzen yelped in surprise.

"A-are you okay?" Andre said.

Blitzen gritted his teeth into what he hoped could pass as a grin. "Yeah, I just banged my knee on the table by accident."

"You should be more careful," Donner warned, then turned his attention to Andre. "So you really like this guy, huh?" When Andre nodded, the reindeer continued. "Well, the only advice I can give is to just remember he's just a guy like you, and just ask him out. The worst thing is he'll say no."

"He could laugh at me, tell me no, then make fun of me."

Blitzen reached out and patted the shire's hand. "I don't know if you were ever bullied in high school, Andre, but this isn't high school. If he does any of that stuff, you just write him off, because he's not worth your time, and at least you found out before you tried dating him, right?"

Andre glanced up at Blitzen, then at Donner. "Y-yeah, you're right."

It was then the realization struck Blitzen like a ton of bricks. Or one of Donner's kicks. "I got to go to the bathroom. Be right back!" He then went into the restroom, entered a stall, and whipped out his phone, chuckling.

>Bro! Don't let Andre know I'm texting you.

>Are you seriously texting me in the bathroom?

>Bro! I know who Andre wants to ask out!

>And this is why you had to go to the bathroom? To tell me something I already figured out?

>Dude! He wants to ask me out! Who do you think it was?

>...yeah, I figured he wants to ask you out too. He can't make eye contact with you for more than a second, and when you touched his hand I thought he was going to die.

>Huh! I didn't notice that. You going to be okay with me saying yes?

Donner's reply took too long, and for a moment Blitzen feared jealousy would rear it's ugly head in his brother, but the text surprised him.

>Nah, he's a sweet guy. I can't bring myself to even feel jealous. Now stop texting me and get your bony ass back out here.

>I don't have a bony ass! Blitzen shot back, and left the bathroom to return to the shire and his brother. "Sorry about that," he said "Guess I had a little too much to drink."

There was a look on Donner's face, something Blitzen rarely saw. Surprise. "Is everything okay?" Blitzen asked. "What did I miss?"

"I took your advice," Andre said, a shy smile on his face. "I asked him out."

Blitzen blinked. Andre wasn't wanting to ask him out? "Who did you ask?"

Donner politely cleared his throat. "He... asked me out."

Blitzen blinked again. "You asked out my brother on a date?" he asked, looking at Andre as if he'd just sprouted wings.

"Is that... is that bad?" Andre asked, eyes showing a flash of white.

"No... no! I just didn't think it was anyone at the table." He forced himself not to look at his brother, who was most assuredly shooting him the look which clearly said liar.

"Donner's almost my height, he totally owns the Tom Selleck look, and I just feel so safe when I'm around him. How could I not want to go out with him at least once?"

"Yeah, I can't say I blame you," Blitzen said, then turned to look at Donner. "Just make sure not to go dutch on him, bro. Don't be a cheap ass."

Donner rolled his eyes. "Actually, he's insisting on paying for everything. I wish I could talk him into going dutch."

Blitzen forced a smile on his face, reeling on the inside. Andre didn't want to go out with him. He wanted to date his brother. "You two are going to be the cutest, and probably largest, couple on a date."

He didn't even feel the kick this time.

"Alright," Donner said, tugging at his shirt collar, "I'll be back after the movie." He was dressed in a polo shirt and work dark slacks fitted for his thick quads. He cut a very handsome figure, Blitzen had to admit. "Want me to pick you up something on the way home?"

Blitzen shook his head, and stood on the tips of his hooves to kiss Donner on the lips. "You have fun. Me and my vibrator will be okay by ourselves."

Donner looked skeptical. "You could invite Cupid to come visit."

"Nah, you know how he is. He likes it best when we're both around to spit roast him. The vibrator just doesn't measure up to either one of us."

Donner placed his hands on his brother's shoulders. "Are you sure you're okay with me going out with Andre? I know you said you were, but..."

Blitzen squeezed his brother's hand. "If I said I'm okay with you going out with Andre, then I'm okay." He hesitated a split second, then added: "I'll admit I'm a bit jealous. Now I know how you feel when I get asked out all the time."

Donner smirked down at his brother. "Yes, because you always leave me home alone," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"So don't make a habit out of this, okay?"

"You got it, bro. See you when I get back."

Blitzen stared at the door as it closed shut, and stood there for what could have been ages, but was, in reality, only five minutes. "Is this how it feels for him when I don't share?" he whispered to the empty air. A sudden wave of regret washed over him. How many times had he left Donner home while he went out to some handsome stud? There was one time he'd met a polar bear who had worn a false set of antlers for the holidays. Of course, Blitzen was drunk when he'd hit on the bear, but it was still no excuse. Donner claimed he wasn't upset when he'd found out, but he always said that.

What about the time he'd met a fluffy, gray wolf in the bathroom stalls? One thing had led to another, and when Donner had heard, all he did was grin and joked about how jealous he was. What if he was serious, though? What if he'd hurt his brother's feeling by leaving him out?

Blitzen rubbed his temples. Being alone with his own thoughts was not the wisest choice. "What I need is me, the couch, my vibrator on the magical twelfth setting, and some good old fashioned porn," he said as he clopped into the living room.

Five minutes later, he was sprawled out on the couch on his side, his clothes tossed lazily into a pile in front of him, and the vibrator was plunged up his asshole, buzzing up a storm and stimulating his prostate as he watched Anal Carnage Sluts V: Ravaged.

"Daaaaamn," he said, eyes half-lidded shut as his focus came and went on the scene of two foxes getting mounted by some dangerously hung elephants. "Maybe I should get my boss at the temp job to bang me like that." Just the thought of him getting involved in such a carnal act, combined with the intense vibrations radiating from his sex toy, gave him a hard-on in seconds. Soon, he was reaching for the lube on the end table and grabbing some tissue paper.

"Come on, fox, take it all in, you dirty slut," he said to the TV as he drizzled the lube on his now-throbbing cockhead. As the fox coincidentally followed his orders, he started to gently run the hard tips of his fingers along his length. His imagination started to take over, and before long it was him getting pounded by the elephant's cock. His dick shot out a dollop of pre as if in approval of the daydream, and he arched his back at the sudden pressure building up in his nuts.

"Not yet," he moaned out. "Come on, not ready yet." It took all of his willpower to not give in the impending pleasure, but the pressure subsided, and he was ready for more strokes with both hands this time. He loved it when his playmates used both hands to try to contain his dick, so why would it be any less pleasurable for him to treat himself the same way?

"Yeah, that's it, gotta use both hands to tame this fucker," he muttered, his eyes now fully shut, his body riding the sensations of his massaged prostate and manhandled throbbing cock. The vaguest hint of the pressure building up again made him ease up, but once the threat of premature orgasm was gone, Blitzen was back at it in no time.

By now he was on his back and his cock was a mixture of lube and drizzling pre, his cock slit dripping like a leaky faucet, the majority of it pooling around his stomach. Blitzen's imaginary elephant was now an unrelenting beast, unmercifully pounding his prostate and tugging viciously at his cock.

Blitzen was now unable to formulate words, reverting to heavy grunts and moans which almost masked the constant muffled buzzing of the vibrator. His balls were now churning like an ocean in the midst of an angry storm, and they were aching for release. The pressure continued to build until he couldn't fight it anymore, and soon he was bucking his hips as the incredible pressure released itself all over his chest and stomach. He continued to ride the wave of pleasure as he shot out more thick ropes, one such rope hitting him on the cheek, until his balls finally had no more seed to give, and he just lay there, panting, trying to catch his breath.

When he could finally formulate a thought, he glanced at the television. The porno had ended. Had he pleasuring himself for that long? He glanced at his cock. It was soft and limp, and the cum was already dried and matting his fur. Maybe he'd fallen asleep? "Huh," he muttered. He reached behind himself and switched off the vibrator, carefully pulling it out from inside him. "I tired myself out."

He stretched languidly, then got up and grunted as he ran his fingers along his dried and matted fur. It was definitely time for a shower. He walked over to the bedroom, grabbed a robe, and went into the master shower inside the bedroom. He waited for the water to reach appropriate levels of scalding temperatures, then stepped in.

He had managed to get all good and lathered up when he heard Donner's voice. "Hey, Blitzen, I'm home."

Blitzen saw Donner's silhouette in the shower door before it quietly opened, and his heart skipped a beat as his hulking brother was naked. "Hey, how was your date with Andre?"

Donner stepped into the shower behind Blitzen and slid his arms around his brother's waist. There was a definite hardness rubbing against his backside. "What do you think?"

Blitzen let loose an involuntary groan. "Andre didn't even try to go to third base with you, or you shot him down, and I know you wouldn't turn down a hunk of beefcake like him."

"He was a perfect gentleman right up to the point where he asked me for a goodnight kiss." As if to emphasize, Donner's lips brushed against his brother's ear. "I never thought I'd like having to look up to someone, but Andre is just too sweet to resent."

Blitzen chuckled, and reached forward to grip the twin handles the brothers built into the shower. "Be gentle with me," he said, spreading his legs. "I'm already spent."

"Don't worry," Donner said as he began to ease his hard length inside his brother, "I'll be spent soon enough."

Blitzen arched his back as his sensitive prostate was again touched, but this time by a completely different type of throbbing. "A-are you going to go out with him again?"

Donner leaned in, grinding his crotch against Blitzen's rump, and nibbled on his brother's neck. "Yeah, but you know I'll always come back to you."

"I'll never doubt that for a second."