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The breeze rustled the leaves of the tree gently above us. I could hear the wind chimes from my neighbor's yard. It was shady as we sat against the thick trunk. I had discovered that my jaw fit perfectly between the two fuzzy new antlers Darrick had grown. It was like having my own velvety little throne on top of his head. His new set had a couple of extra points on them, which wrapped around my ears like they were made just for me.

I loved having him resting on my chest with my arms wrapped around his shoulders. I felt safe with him next to me. He had been quiet for most of the day. It seemed to be happening a lot lately. I didn't mind; it meant more peaceful moments like this in each other's arms.

My backyard had burst to life in a flood of green after the snow had melted. The muddy earth pushed out a thick carpet of grass, and my mom's garden and the apple tree provided a convenient snack on the lazy summer days we could spend together. We spent hours cuddling under that tree before my parents would get home.

We had both kept our promise to keep each other's secret. No one knew that we had been dating for almost six months now. It was our little hidden life from the world.

"Are you excited for tomorrow?" Darrick asked out of the blue, gently shaking his antlers against my cheeks.

"Well... I guess."

"You guess? It's your birthday."

"Well, my mom kinda goes overboard sometimes."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. It was fun when I was a kid, but now it's just kind of embarrassing. She hired a clown last year."

"Was he a good clown at least?"

"It was my uncle in clown makeup. So no," I laughed, making him bounce on my chest and laugh too. "He tried to make balloon animals, but just ended up handing out bent snakes from whatever he didn't pop."

"Sounds like a blast. Do you know what she is doing this year?"

"You know, I have no idea. She likes the surprise of everything, so I never really know what to expect. Could be just about anything. I'm surprised she hasn't wrangled you into it all yet."

"Maybe she has," Darrick said smugly.

"Oh yeah?" I said. "Tell me what does she have you doing?"

"Nope! My lips are sealed! You won't get a peep out of me!"

I slid my hands down the deer's sides and started ticking him on his ribcage. He curled forward, clamping his arms down on my paws, laughing, rolling over and taking me with him. My fingers continued to squirm between his arms and chest, and he laughed and rolled on top of me. "Come on!" I yelled as I rolled back on top of him, freeing one paw and wiggling my way back into the knot of limbs he had become.

"No! Never! I'll take it to my grave!" He curled his head in, trapping my arm in the crook of his neck, but my paw had already squeezed its way to his belly. I pried my other paw free and gave a sneak attack to his shoulders, making him jolt his head back, giving me just enough leverage to jump on top of him, and pin his legs down. With a few more squirms, I had his arms pinned above his head.

"Tell me your secrets!" I said, my panting face hovering above his.

His big brown eyes glistened in the patch of sun we had rolled into. He had a giant smile on his face as his nose flared from his heavy breath. "Make me!" A big wet tongue dragged across my chin.

"Oh, you're going to play dirty, huh?" I said, wiping off my chin on my shoulder. I leaned down and pressed my lips against his neck, just below his jaw. I felt his entire body shiver under me. I had learned that was one of his many secret spots over the last few months.

We hadn't gone much farther than heavy petting yet. We got close one night during a thunderstorm when he stayed over, but the power went out, and my parents burst into the room making sure we were all right. Thankfully the candle they were holding wasn't bright enough to show we weren't wearing anything under the bed covers.

I kissed again, and Darrick sighed in my ear. His fur smelled wonderful in the summer air. I kissed a little lower, following the muscle in his neck. His arms tensed against my grip. Another kiss, and I felt his hips push up under me. My lips moved a little lower down, and I hit my mark. I felt his hooves plant firmly in the ground. He knew what was coming next. I opened my mouth and slid his neck into maw. I gently bit down.

Darrick moaned loudly, his breath quickening. I squeezed a little harder, and his body shook again. Once more, just a little harder still, so I could feel his skin press back against my teeth and a long, deep moan spilled out of the deer. "Ohhhhhhhh fuck me."

I released bite and pulled up. Darrick was frozen in place with a look of embarrassment on his face. His eyes turned to look up at me, and he nervously chuckled. "Sorry," he said.

"I'm not sorry," I said, smiling. I felt something pulse under my hips. "But what am I going to have to do to get this information out of you?" I slowly lowered my lips back down to his shoulder. He twitched as I gave it another kiss.

"You're going to have .... to..." he lost his train of thought as I started to grind my hips into his. "Ohhhhhh..."

"You liking this?" I asked, sliding up against a sizable lump in the front of his shorts.

"Its... I ...." He was just panting with his eyes closed. "Yes!"

I slid one paw down his arms and along his chest, down past his waist. His cock was throbbing under the fabric. I had felt it a few times in the dark, but it always seemed thicker than the last time. I squeezed down on the lump, and his entire body tensed up as he breathed. It looked like he was about to cream his pants. God he was fun to tease; my own little play land.

I leaned forward again and gave his mouth a kiss. His panting breath tickled my nose and he moaned as I squeezed again. I broke the kiss. "You know, I- SHIT!"

The patio door slid open and I rolled off of the deer. My mom walked out on the patio carrying a bag of dirt. She looked up.

"Oh hey boys! Didn't know you were out here. They sent us home early, so I figured I'd get some gardening done before your father got home."

I looked over at the dazed deer. He was trying desperately hard to hide the boner in his shorts with his legs as he sat up and scooted over towards the tree. I was glad that I had landed belly down and had wedged my excitement into the plush grass.

"You boys want to help me weed? I'll give you ten bucks each!"

I looked over at Darrick who was leaning up against the tree still trying to catch his breath. He gave me a thumbs up.

"Sure mom, want us to get the tools?"

"Oh, that would be so sweet of you! I still need to get the new plants out of the car. I'll meet you back out here."

My mom disappeared back into the house, and I stood up, adjusting the front of my shorts. I helped pull the deer up, and he laughed as he caught his balance again. "That was close," I said, walking towards the shed in the back corner of the yard.

"You're going to be the death of me," Darrick said.

"Ehh, I do my best." I popped the latch and opened the door to the musty tool shed. I pulled out a few odd shaped tools that looked like weed pulling devices and a few pairs of gloves, and handed them to Darrick. I collected a spade and a hand tiller, and closed the shed back up.

My mom's garden really was a wonderful thing. It took up a good half of our yard, and had just about every vegetable you could think of. My favorite were the row of sunflowers at the very edge. They used to seem so tall when I was a kid, but now I could look them square in eye. By the end of summer they'd be taller than me again. We dumped the tools, and my mom walked up carrying a tray of various green sprouts.

"Peppers!" she said excitedly, setting them gently on the ground.

Over the next few hours, we managed to make a sizable pile of weeds that slowly wilted in the hot sun, and planted the new row of peppers. I had fun secretly teasing Darrick when I took off my shirt. We exchanged dirty looks when my mom was digging in the dirt. Just as we were hosing off the dirt from our hands, my dad popped out from behind the sliding patio door.

"Oh!" my mom exclaimed, excitedly jogging to the door. "You boys stay here!" she yelled back as she got to the patio. "Did you get it?" I heard her whisper as her and my dad went back into the house.

"Wanna fuck in the potatoes?" I asked Darrick who was already eyeing my bare chest out of the corner of his eye.

"Yes." He practically jumped me, sliding his hands up my back and kissing me on the lips.

The sliding door opened again, and he jumped back off of me, and I smoothed out my fur.

"Ok, you boys can come in now!" my mom said poking her head out.

I grabbed my shirt and we went inside. My dad was sitting at the kitchen counter with a big smile on his face. He was horrible at keeping secrets, so my mother made him take a vow of silence the day before my birthday so he wouldn't spill the beans.

On the counter was a bunch of Chinese takeout containers; also a pre-birthday tradition. We all loaded up our plates, and ate at the table. Between my dad's vow, and my mom keeping quiet too, the meal was fairly silent and quick, which seemed to suit my mom fine as she shooed us up the stairs to my room as soon as possible, and told me to not come down until morning.

"I won't mom. I know the drill."

She closed the door with a smile, and I swear I heard her try to turn the lock with a claw.

I saw a rush of tan fur, and I found myself on the bed with a cute deer pinning me down. He started kissing my neck, panting just as heavy as before.

"Wow," I said, "I thought the rut didn't start until late fall."

Darrick pulled back up. "How... how did you know that?"

"I, um, I may have bought a... book," I nervously chuckled.

"A book?"

"Yeah. It's actually really useful."

Darrick gave me a look. I started to question if I had made a mistake.

"Can I see it?"

"Uh, sure."

Darrick got off of me and watched as I walked to my closet and pulled a book out from under a pile of jeans. I hopped up on the bed, and he joined me as we sat up against the headboard.

"Deer: A Field Guide," he read as I handed it to him. He started thumbing through the pages. "You know, this is kinda racist."

"No it's not. It's full of cool information. Like, I know that your velvet is going to fall off in a month or so. See? There are even pictures." I pointed to a page.

Darrick's cheeks glowed in embarrassment.

"It's ok," I said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Don't be embarrassed."

"Easy for you to say, you don't have to go through it."

"Well, no, but foxes have... well... uhh..."

"Embarrassing birthday parties?"

"Yeah! Well... I'm sure you've had a few of those too."

Darrick just looked at me.

"No?" I asked. "Lucky."

"We don't really have birthday parties in my family," he said, thumbing through the pages again.

"You don't? Why not? Wait, didn't you say you went out of town for your birthday?"

"Well... I kinda lied. I stayed at home." Darrick fidgeted with the corner of the book, bending the pages a bit with his finger. "I mean, we acknowledge birthdays. We just don't really do anything for them. I pretty much woke up, had my dad toss me the keys to the car, and everyone left me alone for the day."

"Wow, that's sad."

"Is it? I don't really know. I've never been to a real birthday party before."

"WHAT? Like, ever?" I said, staring at him in disbelief.

"Home schooled, remember?"

"Oh, yeah. But still, no one ever invited you to one?"

Darrick just shook his head. He seemed lost in thought.

"Well, damn. I'll have my mom throw you a party next year. She will go ape shit knowing you have never had one before. Birthdays are like her thing."

"I noticed. When she was telling me her plans, I was sort of overwhelmed."

"Oh, that's right," I said, pulling the book from his hands. "I still have to get that information from you." I gave him a smirk. "Now let's see...." I flipped to the section on rutting. "It says here, that the best way to get a deer to talk is to get in his pants. See?" I pointed to a random piece of text. "Says so right here." I flipped a few pages. "And right here, it says that the best way into a deer's pants is by kissing him all over his body." I slapped the book shut and tossed it off onto the floor. "It's science."

"Oh, well, if its science, we better test it out just to make sure."

"I agree." I slid over on top of the deer, pushing my lips up against his.

My paws glided down his chest and under his shirt. He had built up a bit of muscle over the spring, and it was fun to run my fingers over the hard lumps on his stomach. I pulled up on his shirt, sliding it up over his arms and antlers, tossing it across the room. His chest was all mine. My muzzle slid all across the dips and peeks of his chest, the entire time, feeling his breath get heavier and heavier the closer to his stomach I got. My paws wrapped around his hips as I buried my face into his tan belly,

I could smell something musky as I hovered over his bulging crotch. This was it. It was going to happen. My heart raced as I watched the long lump running along his hip pulse. My own dick pressed hard against my shorts. My stomach got butterflies as I slid a paw down his length and onto his balls. His body shivered as he grabbed the top of the headboard, trying to stay quiet. I looked up at him. His nostrils flared in front of his big brown eyes. He was just as nervous as I was.

I felt my fingers pop his button. I slid the zipper down. I could feel the heat from his crotch on my knuckles. I wanted to just rip those shorts off, but we had all night, and I wanted to make this last. I folded down the flaps of his pants and looked at the red plaid boxers. I felt a finger lift my chin up.

Darrick leaned forward and kissed me. "Are you sure?" he asked.

I nodded. I felt my shirt slide up over my head and the deer's hands slide down my sides and onto my hips. It felt so good when he touched me. I slid back down, and pulled down on his shorts. With a few tugs, they were off and on the floor.

The red fabric was straining with a big wet spot near his tip. I ran a finger along it, and rubbed a circle along the stick head. Darrick turned his head and huffed, his legs twitching as he desperately tried not to buck. The musky smell filled the room and made my head swim. It triggered something primal in me. I wanted more.

My hands slid down the sides of his hips and to his ass. I gave a squeeze and he tensed up, making his cock press hard against the fabric. His quick, fasts breaths were getting harder to hide. I wrapped my fingers along the thin waistband and slowly pulled down. The slipped down his round ass, and got stuck on his cock.

My heart was trying to break through my chest. With one more tug, his cock folded down, and his boxers slid down past his hips. His pink cock was still pinned down by the waistband. It was thick. It rested firmly against a pale, tan set of balls.

I realized that my jaw was open, so I closed it and gave one last tug. With a heavy thud, the solid cock swung back and slapped against his stomach. I pulled the boxers off and stared at the naked deer before me.

He stared back, his chest pulsing with each breath. His arms were back up on the headboard, and his tan torso spread like a field in front of me, his legs wrapping on either side of me. He had never been this vulnerable in front of me. He was mine. All of him. For the first time. I saw trust in his eyes, as my gaze lowered down. His cock pulsed on his stomach. I looked back at his eyes. He was staring at my shorts.

I started to unbutton them.

"Can I...?" he meekly asked, watching my nervous paws trying to work my zipper.

I nodded and stood up on the bed. His hands reached out and pulled me closer so I was standing over his chest. He looked up at me as his hands moved down my hips onto my thighs. He looked at my crotch. With the careful hands of someone handling delicate lace, he slowly pulled down my zipper. I felt my shorts gently fall away. My cock was pressed firmly against my hips in my boxer briefs. I closed my eyes, feeling embarrassed that I wasn't as big as he was, but they quickly shot open as I felt the deer's lips press against my shaft.

I buckled forward, catching myself on the headboard. I looked down at the deer, still pressing his lips firmly against my shaft, breathing in. I sighed softly, feeling his lips move up and over my tip.

Two hands ran back up my thigh and around my ass before I felt the cold air of the room sink into my fur. I felt my cock bounce free as they slid down to my knees. I jumped as Darrick rubbed his cheek across my sensitive shaft. I gasped as I felt something warm and wet plunge down on my cock. I watched my shaft disappear into the deer's mouth. Fuck it was hot.

Darrick's tongue skimmed across my cock as he pulled off again and looked up at me. I leaned down and kissed him. His mouth had a new, unfamiliar musky flavor to it.

I broke the kiss, and kneeled back down in front of him. There was a wet patch of fur on his stomach where his cock ended. I hovered my paw over his pulsing shaft. I could feel how warm it was already. My fingers curled around it, but couldn't touch each other on the other side. I lifted the heavy cock and I could hear Darrick's wanting moans. A thin thread of pre connected his tip to his stomach. I gave a squeeze and felt a warm leak run down my paw. I slid my fingers up, pulling along his length. More pre oozed from his tip, and his body shuddered. His head turned and pressed against his shoulders as I squeezed.

I pulled back down, spreading the slick liquid further down his shaft. He was so hard. I felt my own cock twitch between my thighs, and I watched another bead of clear precum roll down his shaft.

My free paw cupped the deer's balls. The fur was soft to my touch as I rolled the large orbs in my fingers. That really made Darrick huff. I had played with his cock under the covers before, but this was the whole experience. I started pumping my fist on his shaft, and heard the headboard creak as Darrick pulled on it more.

I pulled his cock forward and pressed my lips against his tip. The slick liquid coated my mouth as I slowly slid it in. It was salty and musky and I loved it. I gently sucked on his thick head, and heard him whisper a tortured "Fuuuuuuck" between his breaths. I was apparently doing well on my first blow job.

His hips jolted, sending his cock deeper into my mouth. I began to bob my head, feeling him fill up my entire mouth. My paw was still able to grab what didn't fit as I continued to make the deer moan and jerk under me. A hand moved to the top of my head between my ears.

"Jude... I think I'm close," I heard Darrick say though his teeth.

I gripped his shaft harder and quickened my bobbing. The deer spat out short, quick gasps, and his hand gripped the fur on the tip of my head. I felt the heavy balls in my paw tighten close to his body, as his shaft pulsed in my mouth.

He covered his mouth as he grunted and I felt my mouth fill with a hot, thick cum. Pulse after pulse, his cock filled me up. My brain scrambled trying to decide what to do as I felt it leak from my lips and down my fist. Darrick's hand pushed me down further, squeezing out more, while still unloading in my mouth.

With a heavy gulp, I felt the hot load empty down my throat, followed quickly by Darrick's shaft. I panicked as his length rammed into my tight throat, and I couldn't breathe.

I jolted my head up, coughing as I felt hot ropes hit my gasping, open mouth. Cum leaked from my lips as I caught my breath. I looked down at the glazed cock still dribbling white globs from its tip before glancing up at the deer as he opened his eyes. He gazed at my messy dripping face, and down at his cock as it gave one last squirt, and blushed under his fur.

"Woah," I said, followed by a cough. I wiped the sticky cum from my mouth on my arm and sat back up.

"Sorry..." he said, pulling his legs up. "I've never cum that much before."

"Well, I have been teasing you all day. I guess I deserve it." I coughed again, smelling the musky cum on my breath. "It was kinda fun though. Thought I'd be more of a spitter than a swallower."

Darrick was still embarrassed. He covered his softening cock with his leg.

"Well, hey now," I said, pulling his legs back apart. "We aren't done here." I kneeled up to him, letting my cock bob in front of us. My paw slid up his thigh and along his shaft, gathering the slick left over cum. Darrick winced as I pulled off his sensitive cock.

I cupped my wet paw over my dick and pumped away, coating it in a thick later. "Remember what you said outside?" I asked, moving closer between the nervous deer's legs. "Well, it's my birthday and I'm not just going to let an open invitation like that pass me by."

Darrick looked up at me as I grabbed his thighs and pulled him closer to me. His ass was right under my dick. I reached down and slid my paw once more across his re-hardening cock, and slid my wet fingers down between his ass cheeks. He closed his eyes and sighed as I felt for his hot pucker. I pressed hard, and my middle finger slipped in, making the deer jump.

"Wow, that's tight!" I said in surprise. I had never stuck a finger in an ass before, not even on myself. The guys in the videos online made it seem so easy to shove anything up there, but I was having trouble just getting a second finger in.

I shifted and lifted the deer's legs up so they were on his chest. I could see better what I was doing now. His now fully hard cock lay across his chest, almost reaching to his chin as he curled up. His eyes opened and watched me as I slid another knuckle in.

"You're going to have to work with me here," I said. "Can you try to relax a little?" I could see his antlers move a little as he tried to nod. He closed his eyes again.

The tight ring slowly loosened, and I felt blood flow to my finger again. I squirmed another knuckle in, and felt Darrick jump again. His insides were soft and warm and nothing like what I expected. It turned me on thinking about what it would feel like on my dick. As my finger poked and prodded inside, I felt something round and stiffer than the rest of him. I pressed against it, and Darrick slapped his hand over his mouth as his cock jumped. So I did it again. And again, until the poor deer had tensed up again and I couldn't feel my finger anymore. I pulled out, and Darrick gasped.

"I think I found your g-spot!" I laughed. "But you need to relax again and stay that way."

Another attempt at a nod, and I pressed against the pucker again, only with two fingers. With some force, and a little spit, I got them in. I could feel Darrick's legs twitch as he tried not to clench down. I worked my way back to his g-spot, and watched his cock jump and squirt on his mouth. Sweet revenge. He hadn't even seemed to notice, though. He did notice the third finger I tried to wriggle in. He was practically panting as I stretched out his ring. After a few in and outs, I carefully pulled out of him.

His eyes were still closed, and he looked like he was murmuring something to himself. I shifted into position and lined my cock up with his loosened hole. He shivered as I placed my tip against him.

"Ready?"

I saw the antlers nod.

I pushed my hips forward. I could feel the ring tense up. With a grunt from Darrick, it loosened, and I felt it slide over my tip. It was so warm. I softly rocked back and forth, letting my shaft go a little deeper into the deer each time.

Darrick's mouth was open in an expression of pleasure and pain. He was grunting with each push from me, but as his hand moved to his cock and he started jerking off, I figured he was still feeling good.

With a few more pushes, I felt his ass slam into my hips. He felt so good wrapped around my cock. I began pounding into him. His body rocked with each thrust, and he had to close his mouth to stay silent.

I was having my own trouble being quiet as I grunted. My balls slammed into his ass as I continued to push deep into him. Darrick's hand feverishly pumped away at his cock as his face twisted in pleasure. There was no way I was going to let him cum before me again, I wrapped my arms around his back and leaned forward. With all my weight, I pulled him up on top of me. His arms and legs wrapped around me as I felt myself sink even deeper into his ass. His panting mouth was right next to my ear as I nuzzled into his neck. I gave it a kiss.

"Oh god, no" I heard him moan. He knew what was coming.

My mouth opened, and I felt his fur on my tongue. I gently bit down, and I felt his cock pulse against my chest. His deep moan in my ear gave me a new wind of lust as my hips rocked underneath him and I felt my knot form.

His moans turned into whimpering as my knot thickened, and popped in and out of his ass. My jaw clenched down on his neck again.

"Oh Juuuuuude" he moaned, as I felt a hot stream empty out onto my chest. The smell of the deer's second load hit my nose, and I went into primal mode. I gave one last thrust, sending my knot deep into his ass, and I felt myself pulse against his insides.

Darrick collapsed, throwing off my balance and sending us falling back onto the bed. We laid there, panting on top of each other as my cock squeezed out a thick load deep into the deer. Jude kissed what he could reach of my neck as I felt my orgasm slowly fade. His lips tickled and made me laugh.

With wobbly arms, Darrick pushed himself up. We both looked down at the sticky mess between us.

"I can't believe you came twice before I even got a chance," I said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Well, if it makes you feel better, I'm pretty sure that I'm completely empty at this point. There couldn't possibly be anything left inside of me.

He cautiously regained his balance and sat up. Our spunk soaked fur glistened. He tried to swing his leg over me, but got stuck.

"Umm..." he said, looking down between us again. He hopped, pulling on my knot.

"Woah!" I winced. "Easy. That's sensitive."

"What... what is going on?" he said, lifting his leg to try and get a better view.

"It's my knot," I said, propping myself up on my elbows.

"Knot?" he said, setting his leg back down on the bed.

"Yeah. All foxes have them. And dogs, and wolves. It's a canid thing. Didn't you know that?"

Darrick shook his head. "Why are we stuck together?"

"You really don't know what a knot is, do you?"

Darrick shook his head again, and I could see the blush coming back. I tried not to laugh, but the situation was just a little too funny. "Well, right before I cum, the base of my cock swells up." I motioned with my paws.

"Oh, I thought I was just imagining that you were getting thicker."

"Nope. I actually was. And that swelling is called a knot."

"How long are we stuck together?"

"I... uh, I don't really know. I mean, it gradually goes down, but this is my first time too, remember?"

"Are we going to miss your party?" he said, nervously looking at the door.

I laughed again. "No, no. It's not that long. Maybe ten, fifteen minutes?"

"Oh. Ok. So, what do we do now?"

"I dunno. Just sort of wait, I guess."

"Are there books on foxes that I could get?"

"What?" I asked before remembering I showed him the deer book. "Oh! Probably. But you can ask me anything, you know."

"How come you didn't go 'yiff'?"

"Where did you get that idea?"

"I heard someone at school make fun of foxes because that's what they sound like when they have sex."

"Oh, that's just an urban legend. We moan and curse just like everyone else."

"Oh. Ok."

"But I can yiff if you'd like. Yiff! YIFF!" I said, thrusting my hips into the deer.

Darrick smiled. "I love you, Jude."

"I love you too, Darrick."

He leaned forward and gave me a kiss, and with a pop, my knot slid out of him.

"Oh!" I said between kisses. "There is goes!"

We laughed and Darrick cuddled around me. Eventually, we went to bed after trying to scrub what we could out of our fur, and slipping into our pajamas, just in case my mom tried to surprise us right away in the morning. As my sleepy eyes struggled to stay open, I looked over at the clock. '12:03am.' I felt the deer cuddle into me. It was already the best birthday of my life.