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Bran was set back against the hip sleds seat. He wagered it a safe bet to use this machine when no one else was around because of its safety features. A perk of being a personal trainer was that he had a key to the gym. Since it was the holiday, the gym was closed for a few days. Not to him though. The thick muscles on his legs flexed as he was doing several sets of reps with one ton loaded. The wolf grunted quietly with each push against the plate. He took in a deep breath on the last rep and slowly pushed it up to insure he could feel the burn. He flipped the safety bars in place and rolled off the machine.

He did a few squats in place to make sure he was keeping loose. The wolf had decided he'd had enough of a work out for the day. He brushed the sweat off his forehead and shook his sweaty tank top and shorts out to get some airflow. He dropped his clothes as he walked into the locker room and walked into the showers. The wolf was singing to himself, taking advantage of the fine acoustics in the washroom. Bran was enjoying his quiet time. It was a little different and no one was gawking at him because of his size.

The mountain of wolf shook out his wet fur as he headed back into the locker room. He pulled his towel out and dried himself off. The wolf took full advantage of the full body mirror. He checked himself out nude and started to flex. He chuckled to himself as he gave his monstrous bicep a smooch and winked at himself. He shook his head and got himself dressed.

The wolf wandered around and made sure everything was secure. After being certain, he fixed his knitted hat around his head and zipped up his jacket. He pushed out into the cool winter evening and locked the door up. He walked down the empty street as the snow fell lightly around him. He pushed open the door to the frat house and all was silent. The big wolf sighed softly and let out a loud woof for himself. Everyone had gone home for the holiday.

He mounted the stairs and went into his room. He let out an audible gasp as he opened the door. His room was no longer bare looking. His walls had been covered with framed posters of his favorite athletes, a whole new bed spread had been set up, and a ton of wrapped gifts had been set all over his bed. There was a card set next to a framed photo.

Bran's eyes welled up as he picked up the photo. It was a picture of him and Bruce that he kept under his pillow. He picked up the card and sat down, wiping a tear away as he read the card:

To our dearest Bran,

Jorn heard you were spending the holidays alone and just wouldn't have it. The gifts are from myself, him, and his parents. You're also welcome to join us for dinner, be at our dorm around 6.

With love,

Gearr

Bran rubbed his arm across his face to wipe away the tears. He smiled to himself as he set down the card and looked over the pile of gifts. He hadn't felt this good in a long time. The wolf started to pick through the gifts and began opening them.

Arik had set up a makeshift kitchen in the dorms common room. He had set up two double hotplates to cook with. One pot had boiling water going while he chopped up a bunch of vegetables. He picked them up and dropped them into the pot when Jorn, Gearr, and Jowell came wandering in.

"How's it going love?" Jowell asked.

"Just gotta prep the meat," Arik grinned as he leaned in to kiss Jowell.

Jowell smooched him, "We did that this morning."

Arik chuckled, "Mmm...we'll do it several more times today."

"Oh, aren't you a tease," Jowell grinned as he wrapped his arms around the reindeer.

Arik bumped his rump back against the kangaroo, "It's gonna be a wonderful day."

"Hey Arik, catch!" Jorn shouted as he tossed a wrapped package at him.

"Whoop!" the reindeer exclaimed as he caught it just in time, "I hope it's not another dildo this time. You've given me far too many."

"Well, Gearr helped me pick out a gift for you and wouldn't let me get you one," Jorn chuckled.

"Oh hey!" Arik grinned as he pulled out a silver watch with a thick leather strap and brass buckle, "How rustic. I guess roo dad told you I dropped my last one into my smelter."

"Indeed," Jowell chuckled, "And this one didn't cost three thousand."

"Aww, I love it guys, come here," Arik said as he walked over and tugged Gearr and Jorn into a bone crushing hug.

"Hnngh," Gearr said, "Can't breathe."

"Oh looky, there's Logan!" Jorn exclaimed from atop Arik's shoulder.

Logan had just came in from outside. He was trying to beat all the snow off his boots, stomping his way into the building. Logan blushed as he saw the four of them, recalling the other evening.

"Logan!" Jowell said, "Joining us for dinner and gifts?"

The wolf blushed even more, he wasn't quite sure what to say, "I... uh..."

"He says yes," said Jorn clapping his hands together, "Get over here!"

Logan rolled his eyes and huffed, "If you insist."

"We always insist, Mister Crotch-cannon," Arik said with a sly grin.

If Logan was able to blush anymore he would. The wolf plopped down into one of the couches. Jowell sat down next to him.

"You weren't planning on spending today alone were you?" Jowell asked as he placed a paw on Logan's thigh.

"It's what I'm used to," Logan chuckled as he spread his legs some, "Life out at sea you tend to have very little to celebrate. Mostly food and spirits during the holidays. Being the only kid I kind of got left out of most the festivities."

Jorn fell backwards over the couch on the other side of Logan, he grinned up at the wolf, "Looks like you're stuck with us this year."

"The tragedy," Logan smirked.

Jorn stuffed a paw up the wolfs kilt and latched onto his balls, causing the wolf to leap a bit.

"HEY NOW!"

"I prefer erotic fan fiction," the kangaroo grinned as he fondled him.

There was a giant boom and a fresh gust of cool winters air breezing through the doors. There was then the thumping of heavy paws making it's way rather quickly across the room. Jorn squirmed to sit up to see who it was and suddenly got crushed by a giant mountain of a wolf that was howling and sobbing as he slid Jorn down to the floor.

"THANK YOU SO MUCH!" Bran boomed loudly as he had Jorn in a deathly love hug.

"Oh my goodness..."Jorn wheezed, "I'm so glad you love it....Can I breathe, please?"

"No," said Bran, loosening up and giving Jorn a big fat kiss. He then jolted upright and picked Jowell up into an equally bone crushing hug and giving him a big smooch as well, and then to Gearr, the buck beyond being more than half his size, let's out a loud squeak. The big wolf paused when he got to Arik, the reindeer challenging him to size. He beamed and grappled Arik, lifting him into the air causing him to look rather alarmed as if no one had ever done such a thing.

"Glad you liked your gifts, bub," said Arik, patting his hands on the wolf.

Bran dropped him back down and brushed more tears from his eyes, "You guys are truly good friends. I haven't felt this happy in a long time."

"I'm glad we could help," said Jorn, grasping the wolfs paws in his, giving them firm squeezes, "You're our big, sweet, buff wolfy." He scratched his claws under Bran's chin, causing him to emit a small boof.

"Glad you joined us for dinner as well," said Gearr, twisting about, trying to get his spine back in alignment.

"I wouldn't have missed this for the world," said Bran.

"Well, you should sit down at the table then," said Arik, brandishing a spatula at everyone, "Dinner will be ready in just a few minutes."

"What're we having?" Bran asked, wagging his tail.

"Some food I learned to make in Vietnam," said Arik, "It's called B?l? l?c. I've added a few of my own twists. Needs more veggies."

"Can't go wrong there," Bran sniffed at the air, taking in the aroma.

"Go sit, boy," Arik said.

Bran saluted and turned about, tail wagging back and forth rapidly as he went. Nearly knocking over some of the bowls as he swayed away. The wolf slumped down at the "dinner" table with everyone else. Leaning himself up against Logan. The smaller wolf blushed.

Several minutes later Arik was dishing and bringing them plates to eat. Everyone began to dig in. Making conversation between mouthfuls of food. Logan was bewildered by the food, never having had a spread of different culture where he grew up. He was still getting used to American food. After his first bite, he forked at his food as he let his palate take in the flavor.

Everything ok, Logan??Arik eyeballed the wolf, as if threatening him to dislike it.

Logan nodded, "Of course! It's delicious! I've never had anything like it."

"You need to get out more," said Jorn with a mouthful.

"You guys need to drag me out more," said Logan as he shoveled in his second bite.

Bran bumped Logan with his arm, "We can go on more dates."

Logan blushed, which he felt he was getting good at that, "I think I'd like that."

"Aww," Jorn swooned, "A perfect match."

Dinner passed and they all laid out in the couches, letting the food digest. "Thanks for dinner, babe," said Jowell as he gave the reindeer a smooch.

"You're welcome my spicy hunk," said Arik, giving the kangaroo's lips a lick.

"Ugh..."said Jorn after he let out a small burp, "I'm so full. I think I'm gonna go lay in bed for a bit."

"I'll come with," said Gearr, "I'm feeling a bit drowsy myself."

Jorn stood up and gave his dads a hug each, "We can do presents a bit later."

"Very well, sweetie," said Jowell, giving his son a gentle smooch, "We may come join you boys in a bit." Gearr blushed at that as Jorn linked arms with him, guiding him off to their dorm. "How about you boys?" the kangaroo addressed the two wolves.

"I was hoping Logan had a present for me," said Bran.

The wolf hung his head, "I'm sorry... I didn't have much money to spend this year."

The big wolf cupped a paw under Logan's chin and lifted it up, "You're all the gift I need."

'Damn smooth talker,' thought Logan before he found the big wolf hugging him up, pushing into a deep and passionate kiss. Logan let out a deep gasp as he greeted the kiss with need.

"Get a room you two," Arik teased.

"Maybe we will," Logan retorted as he stood up, holding a paw out for Bran, "Let's go big guy. I got some...ahem..."Logan's confidence faltered.

Bran picked him up and the smaller wolf let out a startled gasp as he found himself cradled in the arms of the giant, "He's got a bone to use." Logan blushed as he was carried off to his room in the arms of the massive wolf.

"Have fun boys," Arik laughed at them, "Well babe, that leaves me and you."

"Whatever shall we do?" Jowell teased him.

"We could go bang in the snow," Arik leaned into his kangaroo lover, scooping him up into his arms.

"Oh yeah?" the kangaroo chortled, "I'm not as thick skinned as you."

"Guess we'll have to go interrupt our kids," said the reindeer as he turned off all his stoves.

"Lets act surprised when we walk in on them," the kangaroo joked as they went.

Meanwhile, some hours away, Maverick, Art, and Andrew were finishing up gifts. Andrew did his best to get his 'new son' something on such short notice. Maverick was quite satisfied with his new hat and scarf. He looked like a studly paperboy from the twenties in Art's mind. Andrew flattered him by calling him cute. Andrew was still trying to learn how to act around the gay couple without seeming like an overbearing parent. The old cougar was so nervous.

"I'm glad you guys came for the holidays, it's meant so much to me," said Andrew.

"We'll have to do this again," said Art behind a cup of hot chocolate as he blew on it.

"Most certainly," Maverick agreed as he swiveled his own cup around, mixing the chocolate around.

"Well boys, I'm off to bed," the old cougar got up, "I think I had a bit too much eggnog earlier."

"Night dad," Maverick said before Art could.

The old cougar chuckled and shook his head, "Night sons." He sauntered off up the stairs to his bedroom. Art swiveled his wheelchair around and unbuckled himself, lifting himself over onto the couch with Maverick. The tiger grinned as he helped lift him over into him. Art gave the tiger a gentle kiss, "I'm glad this has been a good trip."

"I could make it better," the tiger grinned as he slid his shirt off.

Art chuckled, "Well, let's not be too loud," the cougar followed suit and lifted his shirt off, revealing his broad muscled chest and arms. Maverick let out a very audible purr as he took in his lover like he'd seen him for the first time. Art grinned as he undid his pants. Maverick stood up and helped Art out of his pants, then dropped his own down onto the floor.

The tiger then straddled over Art's lap, the cougar rapidly getting aroused. Maverick was already there. It seemed he'd been holding it in for awhile as he was dribbling copious amounts of pre against Art's gut. "Look's like you're riding," Art chuckled as he leaned back into the couch, leaving the tiger in full control.

Maverick leaned down and pushed into a long, warm kiss with the cougar. Art moaned softly against him as their lips meshed together. Maverick enthusiastically rolled his tongue into Art's. Making out with him in mighty need as he slid his bun up and down against the cougars cock. He broke the kiss momentarily and slid his very slobbery tongue over his paw. He reached back and rubbed it over Art's now throbbing member, then up against his tight, tiger pucker.

The tiger eased himself up to align the cougars long, girthy cock up against his hole. With a slight growl of pain, he had impaled himself upon his lover. Slowly he eased his way down, rocking his hips back and forth as he slowly slid down. Art let out a deep sigh as he felt tigers walls clamp down every inch of his shaft.

With a slight rock of his hips, the tiger started riding. He was rolling his hips along with soft groans emanating from his lips. Art huffed as he placed his paws about the tigers hips, giving him a better feel of his lovers movements as his lower half lacked some sensations. Maverick placed his paws around Art's face and planted into a kiss with him.

The tiger rode fiercely, taking the cougars cock up to the tip and dropping back down hard. He kept himself muffled within the kiss. The dancing entanglement of their kiss helping keep the both of them more quiet than usual. Maverick let out a deep, shuddering gasp as the cougar slid into him just right. Art's meaty cock pushed into the tigers prostate just right.

The tiger embraced the cougar against him firmly. His fingers caressing through his lovers fur as the cougar had reached around and spread the tigers bum. Allowing himself easier access into his lover. This caused Maverick to push down with more force. The cougar couldn't help but pant away into the kiss. The tiger was so needy right now, and driving him so near to his orgasm.

Art grappled a paw around the tiger's thick, throbbing shaft. Slipping his paw over the pre covered prick in rhythm with the tiger's bucking bottom. Maverick nearly reacted immediately as the slamming against his prostate had already driven him up. The tiger's spunk on the cougar's cock had led him to releasing hard across Art's gut.

Art let out a deep, guttural purr of pride against the tiger's maw. The tensing of Maverick's hole around his cock and the sudden upshot of his load all over him sent him over the edge himself. The cougar slipped his arms hard around the tiger, holding him in place as he felt the heat rise and release. The thick stream of his load gushed deep into his lover, the back to back orgasm between them both made them force harder into their kiss. Their lips locked hard into a most passionate kiss as they held onto one another, enjoying the releasing gush of cum between themselves.

Maverick rumbled as he softly rode back on the cougars cock, enjoying the warm sensation of that seed deep within him. The both of them held onto one another, slowly breaking their kiss so they could catch their breath. Both of them purred in tune together, their paws brushing into each other as they nuzzled muzzles together affectionately.

"Damn babe, that was great," Art managed to get out.

Maverick huffed, "It's been awhile. I had a lot to get out."

Art grinned and kissed him, "I can see that," the cougar looked down at the creamy mess blasted across his chest and abs.

"I heard that!" came Andrews voice from upstairs. Both tiger and cougar blushed. They then grinned and laughed as they hugged.

"I swear he's taking this too well," Maverick sighed.