FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Robyn glanced nervously out of the car window. It had been a bit of a strange week, good though, but very strange. The large black four-by-four sat in the middle of a farm, or what had once been a farm, the buildings were ancient. However, the barn had clearly been converted into an actual house. The reindeer doubted anyone had farmed anything here for decades, the snow covered ground had only a few sets of footprints in it. He had expected something different, maybe grander, sparkly or something.

Outside the window, he watched as two other reindeer were talking, one he knew Dash. Dash had been just this random nice guy, they'd hooked up a few times he was a damn good lay. He was fit, but that hadn't been a surprise as they'd first met in the gym. The older deer had just oozed confidence, winking at him and offering to 'spot' for the 'little guy'. Little, only Dash had really been able to call Robyn that, he was a good six foot tall and build like a brick outhouse. He had a classic rugby player's build, big broad muscled limbs, firm butt and a bit of a gut. It wasn't his fault, well truthfully it was, he just loved life, sex, food and real ale, in that order.

While Dash had almost zero fat on him, sculpted abs and muscles, he dwarfed Robyn and the deer would be lying if he said it wasn't a turn on. What was also nice was Dash wasn't just fit and confident, he was well hung and he knew how to use his 'gift'. The deer had also seemed to love life just as much as he did. The guy always seemed to be either, feeding, fucking or exercising.

There weren't many reindeer in England, Dash was a Finn who had moved over a few years ago. Or that was the story he told most people. Robyn had been told the truth, and well, if Dash hadn't been able to prove it he wouldn't have believed a word of it. Turned out, Dash, his fun horny deer friend who could fuck like a champion thoroughbred breeding stud in rutting season, was in fact, Dasher. That is, The Dasher, goes along with, Dancer, Prancer, and all the rest.

Yes, he'd spent half a year banging and being banged, by one of Santa's deer. He said that he only saw the fat man, apparently what Santa actually likes being called, a few times a year. The rest of the 'guys' got together a few other times a year for some fun. Otherwise, they went on and about living their lives however they want to. Being magical Santa's deers don't really want for much. Money is easy to get, as are guys, or girls for the days he was feeling kinky.

Dash had demonstrated by turning a pint of ale into solid gold. Robyn had been amazed, also slightly miffed as it was his damn pint that had been transformed and Dash insisted he couldn't keep the gold. The deer had explained he was about three hundred years old, one of the youngest of Santa's little herd. He'd been a farmer born in the frozen north centuries ago. He'd been recruited by Comet, the oldest of Santa's deer. They don't pull sleighs, that is just the stories. In fact, they didn't do much of anything. When Santa called, they went running. Of course, on Christmas, they did help spread the magic, just enough for the myth to continue.

Next, Dash had made him an offer, an intriguing offer. "See, well every so often we like to expand the herd. You know, when we meet someone special." He had told him one evening after a particularly rough game of rugby, followed by an evening of, particularly rough sex. Dash leaned over and ran his tongue slowly up Robyn's neck and jerked his hips, his thick semi hard cock pushing deeper into Robyn's ass. "I think you are pretty darn special, so thought I'd offer. There will be a few rules, consequences and it's not easy to get into the herd. However, if you make it in..." Dash reached out his paw and a soft blue flame erupted from his fingertips. "You will be magic, young and sexy forever." The flaming paw reached down and grabbed his cock, the fire didn't hurt it felt wonderful, he'd screamed his yes.

The next day, Dash had turned up in a car, Robyn had never travelled on a private jet before. On the way from Britain to Finland, the young deer joined the mile high club, three times. He squirmed in the seat, his butt was still a little sore from the flight. When they'd pulled up to the small ranch Dash had put his paw on Robyn's shoulders, "I need to have a quick word with Comet first. I said I was bringing some hot young guy over for some fun, but I never mentioned putting you forward to join up. So, I have to explain. If he likes you, you'll meet the rest of the guys and then the final test is Santa himself."

Comet was something different, his fur was jet black, Robyn had never seen any reindeer with that fur colour in person, it was quite rare. The youngster wondered if he used dye, or maybe magic to colour his fur. He had hugged Dash and was smiling. Smiling, right up until Dash had said something that seemed to upset the big guy. It was hard to tell who was the bigger of the two under the thick layers of clothes they were all wearing in the Arctic weather. Dash was much lighter, his fur was creamy coloured and smooth, though he had some black spots between his thighs, Robyn liked licking them before he blew the big stud's cock.

With a shrug of his shoulders the black deer nodded and turned around stomping through the deep snow back to the barn. Dash made a line back to the car, "Ok, he will give you a chance." The deer said with a smile.

"You sure, he didn't look too happy?" Robyn asked a little nervously, the black deer slammed the door of the barn so hard a small avalanche of snow slid off the roof.

"Comet's never happy when someone presents a new guy to join the herd. As the oldest of us, he kinda acts like our dad or big brother. Though, when it comes to Dancer that guy is literally his brother. They are very different though, Dancer is far more happy go lucky. You'd think being magic and immortal would make a guy relax. He'll warm up to you. Now come on."

The two got out of the car, the chill wind catching the British deer by surprise. His ancestors may have been used to the cold, but the Arctic weather pulled the air right out of his lungs. He clasped his arms around himself and struggled after Dash through the deep snow. Until, they both stepped into the warm, kicking the snow off their boots on the welcome mat. Inside was warm, there was a smell of smoke coming from a large fire in the living room hearth. However, it wasn't too strong, nor unpleasant, it was warm and welcoming, with hints of pine.

Comet was sitting in a large armchair by the fire, he had a large brandy glass in his paw. The large reindeer turned his eyes on Robyn, the young man had never felt so inspected, the gaze wandered over him and finished with a slight smile. A black paw was waved at two seats opposite the deer, "please, come sit, let the fire take the chill out of your bones. Would you like a drink, before we get down to it?"

"You go sit, I'll get you a drink," Dash said with a gentle push as he moved towards the drinks cabinet. Robyn couldn't help but notice neither one had asked him what he wanted to drink, under such close inspection Robyn had no intention of rocking the boat.

Robyn walked over and offered his paw, Comet glanced at the hand curiously and then gave the deer a look that said very loudly 'we are not equals'. The trembling paw was pulled back and the young deer sat down grateful of the heat of the fire at least. Comet's voice had held no trace of an accent, which was a surprise this far north he'd assumed the deer would have had a thick local accent. "Thank you, for inviting me into your home."

"Yes, my home. Not my herd," the black deer spat and then his eyes softened a little. "At least not yet. You do know what it means don't you?"

"Yes, it means being immortal and..." the youngster stopped talking as the black deer rolled his eyes so dramatically Robyn was worried Comet might get whiplash.

"Yes, yes, immortality, is that all you want? Power and youth, hmmph!" the deer's irritation was far louder and more pronounced, Robyn felt like he had been tested and failed already. "It means service, when he calls you go and it is not always to service his desires." The black deer leaned closer, "the gods make many demands of their servants. Your life will be gone, your family, friends...all of it will wither and die before your eyes. While you stay young and horny." As he said horny the deer reached up to stroke his antlers, unlike Dash and Robyn's, they were uncut and full, giving him an even more imposing air. Most deer trimmed their antlers down, for practicality's sake if not fashion: that much horn on your head tended to give you a bad back and neck ache, plus made getting into cars impossible.

Robyn took a deep breath and nodded slowly, with a serious look on his face, "I know there will be sacrifices, but... Dash has..."

"No doubt he's given you the nice happy version, he likes you, and believe me, I can see why. You are a most attractive young thing and I am going to enjoy giving you a full... tryout." Robyn blushed as the black deer gave him a wink and licked his lips. The youngster felt his cock swelling just at the thought, he assumed that Comet would be as talented as Dash. "However, are you prepared to do anything to be in the herd? Are you willing to pay the price?"

"Price?" Robyn asked feeling a chill run up his spine, the room was only lit by the firelight and the orange glow made the deer's horns cast a long shadow onto the high white ceiling. So when comet leaned forward it seemed like a world of shadow rushing at the young man's face.

"The herd cannot grow forever, for you to join you must kill one of us," the dark lips spoke each word slowly, his low voice somehow thunderous in his ears. "Can you do that, for immortality, for unlimited power. Can you kill?"

"I... I..." The young deer stammered, his heart racing he could feel his instincts screaming at him to run. However, to be young forever, to have magic and riches. All for the cost of one life, no more work, just fun and sex. Was the cost really that high? Then he slumped back in his chair defeated and he shook his head, "no, no, I could never."

Comet broke into a laugh, his voice was suddenly lighter and his expression was far more friendly. He grabbed a poker and stabbed at the fire, moving the logs around to create a bigger blaze and more light. Then he leaned back in his chair, "Good, that was the right answer. A man willing to do anything for power and immortality, he is a man not deserving of it."

The young deer practically collapsed in his chair, "that..." he never finished his thought, he didn't know what that had been, other than unpleasant. Not because of the question, but because it had been tempting. He'd always thought of himself as a good man, but all it took was an offer of power and wealth for him to seriously consider something so against everything he believed.

"I see Comet has just given you the first test," Dash observed suddenly and Robyn looked up into his friendly face and took the proffered large brandy glass.

"He passed," the black deer comment as he drained his own glass. "Cheer up, the rest of the evening will be far more pleasant, I promise you that. I need a refill, Dash."

"Well, this is your house, you know where the drinks are kept," snorted Dash with a grin, yet he took the glass from his friend. "I suppose I could give you two a little more time alone..." his other paw reached out and stroked Comet's antlers slowly and lovingly. "Although, not too long I hope. It has been too long since you and I... enjoyed some time together. I forgot just how handsome you were."

"I, on the other hand, remember just how much of a pleasing fellow you can be," snorted the black deer. "Just a little while longer, after all, you have had much time to make your decisions on this calf. I would like to talk a while, we can see how well he plays with a team soon."

Dash seemed to accept Comet's reply, though Robyn's nose caught a new scent in the air, musk. The two older males were clearly aroused, both by each other and him. Dash's tight jeans displayed his growing arousal in a not subtle way. His mouth drooled at the thought of that thick meat, engorged and in his muzzle. Damn, he loved to suck Dash and hear his groans.

"Eyes front calf, the talking isn't over yet," snapped Comet, though he had a twinkle in his eyes, his golden eyes. Robyn wondered how he had not noticed their colour before, they almost seemed to glow in the dim firelight. He took another sip of brandy and nodded politely at the elder deer, who continued to ask, "so Dash has told you what Santa is?"

"Sort of, he said he was a god and he gave... everyone their magic," Robyn stumbled over his answer as he realised how lame it seemed.

"That is.... A rather simplified version, yes." Comet said with a smile and leaned back in his chair. "He is a god, he bestows his gift on us, through rather... fun ways." Robyn could easily guess what ways they were, though he didn't have to guess; Dash had told him some wonderfully graphic accounts of what he had got up to with the Fat Man. "He is one of the oldest gods, he wasn't always Santa, when I met him he had a different name... he was called Bacchus by some, I don't suppose you know your Greek mythology at all?"

"Bacchus, god of wine?" The deer asked, getting a nod of approval from his elder.

"Yes, the very same. See, unlike most gods, he's not really looking to be the most powerful, and beloved. He just wants a good time. There has always been gods of the more... fun things." The black deer licked his lips and smiled broadly. "Oh the bacchanals that he used to throw back then, three dozen virgins, wine, oil... mmm so much celebration so little time. Anyway, I digress. Gods draw their power from believers and Santa, well he found the best way to keep a steady supply of belief for almost no effort. Children, millions of them, every year more are born and taught to believe in him. Of course, they stop at some point, but there are always more being born. T.V., the internet and so much more ensures his name is spread. He has turned the global capitalist regime into his priests, every year they spread his word to more, just to sell toys."

As he spoke, Dash returned and gave him a full glass of brandy, retreating to a free chair and sitting silently. "Most gods are looking to ensure they stay powerful, they have their worshippers decry others, so much bloodshed. Not ours, he just wants to have a good time and wants his people to enjoy themselves too. Though he is seriously pissed off about the Easter Bunny, that cotton-tailed fucker stole his idea and tried to hone in on our territory. There's a truce now, thankfully, it got rather bloody for a while back thirty years ago. Truth is kids can believe in both. These days the herd meets up with the Easter Bunny's warren once a year, to keep the good will up, and nothing keeps the goodwill flowing like a full-on orgy. Plus we team up against the devious bastard tooth fairy... seriously, who steals teeth?!"

Robyn had listened carefully and as the elder deer stopped there was a question that had been burning in his mind, "so if they need people to believe, why don't they just reveal themselves and put everything right?"

"Ha! That's an age old question and there are two very good answers, firstly usually every time a god sticks his mug into the world's business the long-term result is a lot of dead innocents. I mean you have heard of the crusades right?" Comet shook his head with a chuckle. "However, the second reason is by far the most important. There is a huge difference between belief and knowledge. For example, you do not believe in cars, or electricity, or computers or any of that, you know they exist. To know a god exists is to stop believing and thus to reveal themselves to the world would render them all powerless. That is why they only pick people alone, or in tiny groups. People who will spread what they saw, what the god did for them, and thus create belief from others; while they themselves give no belief to their gods."

"So, if they don't help people, what do they do?" Robyn asked a little shocked.

"Not much, really. I mean every now and then Santa will help out someone in real need. I think the other gods do the same. Other than that he likes to party, and he will call on the herd to help from time to time." The black deer smiled and gave a shrug. "Look, maybe if we were angels or something you might expect a lifetime of good works. However, we work for Santa and all he really wants to do is party, we go along, drink, fuck him, get fucked by him and often he likes for us to seduce guys and girls, he watches, while we have a Bacchanal."

"So, just party and orgies all the time?" It didn't sound bad, though exhausting.

"Naw, we take turns, usually in twos or threes, though as the new guy Santa will want you with him a lot more for your first few years. Nothing like a bit of something new. As a god, he can only really get physical with his chosen few, otherwise, he'd be creating a whole bunch of magical beings, and killing his own source of power at the same time. He's a fun guy though, it isn't all sex, plenty of drinking, drugs and visiting different cities to check out the buildings." Comet could see the confused look on Robyn's face at that last one. "He really likes architecture, what, Santa can't have other interests?"

The big bull deer sounded quite defensive, of his master and mentor. Robyn wondered just how long the deer had been serving Santa, he'd mentioned the Greek gods, that was a long long time ago. However, there were almost no reindeer in Greece, certainly not that far back. A fragment of a memory popped into his head, something from back when he was in school. Many religions aped off each other, the Roman's aped the Greeks very closely, the Greeks had aped off quite a lot of other religions. "Aegir." He mumbled the word slightly and saw Comet's ears perk quickly.

The black reindeer gave him a nod," Norse god of brewing, you are a surprising one. I can see why Dash found you so interesting." It wasn't exactly an admission, but Robyn couldn't help but imagine Comet dressed as a Viking. However, he did not get to dwell on that thought as the black deer added, "right, I think we have spoken enough. Time for some fun. Dash!"

Dash had been sitting quietly on his own, letting the other two talk. He returned quickly at Comet's call, "Everything going ok?"

"Yes, now go grab some gear and something to drink. It's time for me to see if this young buck you have brought me is virile enough to keep up with the herd." Comet called out, Robyn's ears picked up on the word 'gear' he wondered exactly what they were going to bring out. He had expected a night of drink and cock, a little bondage fun would be unexpected, but not unwelcome. Other stuff, well he would judge depending on what Dash returned with. "Now, strip calf. I want to see exactly what you are going to bring to my herd."

The final words came out forcefully, with pure confidence, and in Comet's deep voice; it resonated right inside Robyn's mind. He gave no thought to refusing and his fingers were already unzipping his jumper before the echo died away (horned animals rarely wear anything that needs to be pulled over their heads. Everything has zips or buttons, they avoid anything without; especially when there is a chance of a more adult encounter ('help my t-shirt is stuck on my horns' is a cry that has cock blocked millions of cervines over the years).

His shirt was stripped off next and he flushed with heat, hearing a soft feral grown coming from the throat of the large deer. Comet hadn't moved, he was still as a statue, glass of brandy in one paw, his horns still casting their shadow on the ceiling. Robyn found it suddenly difficult to look into those golden eyes, Dash's confidence was exciting but this was something else. Robyn's stomach churned slightly, while he could feel his cock swelling up.

Robyn took his time to unfasten his belt, smiling a little as the growl got slightly louder and more impatient, he knew Comet was enjoying the sight before him. A studly reindeer, soft brown fur glowing in the firelight, his upper body very firm, muscles showing through the fur and glistening in the light. While below a little soft paunch, a soft cushion for a head to rest on, that implied there was cushion elsewhere to give warm welcome to other parts of the body. His creamy chest fur stood out in the increasingly dim light, framing his crotch as he let his jeans fall.

"A jock?" Comet grunted in approval as he drained his brandy glass. "Looks good on you, turn around and let me admire it fully, then take it off." Once again, it wasn't a request but a statement, an order. Robyn turned around slowly, unable to stop himself leaning over, his tail lifting on instinct to show his rump, framed in the red fabric of his jockstrap. His white fur forming a little heart, at the centre of which was his pink pucker. "Beautiful, I think the others will certainly appreciate this side of you."

The flush of heat to Robyn's cheeks was certainly not due to the firelight. His jock showed his excitement, tenting heavily with a pre-stain all too evident, even in the dim light. "Jock off, now though." Robyn complied quickly, his fingers tugging them down and off, standing naked before the fully dressed dominant male. His cock was a good length, some fun with previous lovers and a tape measure revealed eight and a half inches length, plus a good six thick at the base. Drops of pre ran down the pink, delicious morsel while he stood still, waiting for Comet to give his next command. His ears picked up the tinkle of bells, Robyn turned his head and couldn't help but let out a little chuckle.

Dash had returned, mostly naked. Save for a set of red harnesses, along with some reigns. Little golden bells were set in the red leather, chiming merrily as the naked deer returned. His perfect sculpted body was on wonderful display, the harness only seeming to highlight the perfect form of his friend. Between his legs a cock longer and thicker than Robyn's bobbed along. In his hands, he held a mass of red leather and bells.

"Here you go Robyn, your herd uniform," Dash said with a chuckle and a wink as he held out the mass.

"He'll probably need your help getting into that getup, make sure the straps are tight," Comet growled his words and Robyn noticed the deer had shed his jumper and undershirt already. His chest and stomach were black as coal, but with a single diamond of white between his pecs. Comet's body was not as perfect as Dash's, he well built and yet his muscles were not perfectly cut, and much like Robyn, there was a little bit of comforting softness to the stomach. The black deer took a set of harnesses and bells from Dash and began to put them on. "Our last initiate to the herd found the gear a little, unusual. These days people are more liberal in their sexual attitudes than they were in Rudolph's day."

"Rudolph? Does.."

"Yes, his nose is red, he's a white deer. It doesn't glow though...well unless he chooses to use magic on it," Comet cut in quickly, guessing exactly what Robyn was thinking.

Robyn found the harness was actually not that restricting. He'd worn similar leather gear before, though the bells were a new touch. Part of it seemed silly, but then sex was not exactly rocket science, a little silly is often welcome. Dash's paws pulled hard and the leather straps pulled tight over his chest and stomach. Those same paws stroked down his back and lightly squeezed his buttocks. "Mmm relax, this part's supposed to be fun. You want a drink?"

The younger deer moaned softly, nuzzling into Dash's neck and whispering, "I do, but not from a glass." his paw reached down to return one sneaky squeeze with another, this one on Dash's drooling shaft.

"Oh! Soon, I promise, but maybe, you should taste Comet first, it's a fine delicacy I assure you. I have spent many winter nights with him, just drinking his delicious produce." Dash purred his words, softly into Robyn's ears, but the young deer was sure Comet had heard. The black deer stopped putting on his harness, to unfasten his flies and let his pants fall. He was wearing no underwear, and he revealed a rod that was as black as the rest of him, Robyn gasped to see it. He had never seen a manhood that could equal it in either size or girth. His heart began to flutter, his cock throbbed with desire and his ass quaked a little in fear.

His attention was drawn from the rod by Dash pulling straps over his muzzle, golden bells were right in front of his eyes. While, down his back some reigns hung loosely, a bit pushed loss under his chin, for the moment at least.

"Well, three fine, naked and aroused men, bottles of fine spirits and a large bottle of lube. I'd say we have the makings of a fun evening, if not a full bacchanal, at least a good private party," Comet growled as he moved closer, the deer's huge hooves clopping softly in the thick bearskin rug. A black paw was placed on Robyn's shoulder. With the light growing dimmer the only thing he could really make out on the blackface was the golden eyes. "On your knees, before the herd leader, calf. Show me just how much you want into my herd."

Robyn's knees gave on their own account, and Robyn knelt in the deep plush fur. His nose was assaulted by the pure musk of the ripe stud in front of him. It was so strong he was shocked that the fire had covered it up. Robyn found his paws trembling a little as he reached out to take hold of the black shaft before him. Comet moaned softly in appreciation. The soft sound encouraging him, he pulled the tip to his velvet lips. The smell infusing his nose, so strong that all he could scent was the musk of a ripe and ready stud.

Warm lips kissed musky cock and he ran his tongue over the cocktip. Another rumbling moan from above him was his reward. The world around him was so dark that closing his eyes didn't change much, yet it felt right. He pushed his mouth forward, the wonderful thickness filling it perfectly. His warm tongue squirming against the firm flesh as he took in inch after inch. The flavour strong and potent, yet matured like the finest of ports, fruity and robust.

A deep moan of pleasure from Comet was echoed by a pleasured moan from Robyn. He loved the taste of cock, and the black deer had one wonderfully tasty manhood. Part of him wondered what the deer's milk would taste like. Everyman has a different flavour, Dash's was sweet, others had been meaty, some salty and one guy had tasted of liquorice, that had been a fun night. His hungry lips squeezed firmly, feeling the cocktip already pushing to the back of his throat. His paws grasped the remainder of the shaft squeezing and jerking it.

"Fuck, that's good." Groaned Comet, his black paws reaching down to stroke Robyn's brown cheeks. "Don't forget my nuts boy, just gentle tugs though, I don't like rough handling." A paw reached out and found a ripe pair of nuts, the fur soaked in sweat. Comet moaned his appreciation as the fingers tugged lightly. "Yeah, calf, just like that."

Pride swelled in Robyn's chest. He loved serving others, it didn't matter if he was on top or bottom, so long as he was giving his lover just what they wanted. Hearing the moans of delight, feeling the trembles of a body around him, or the throb of a cock inside him was all the same. All that mattered was that it was him pleasuring them. His lips moved faster and faster, above him, Comet's soft moans suddenly became muffled.

Opening his eyes Robyn was treated to the sight of Dash and Comet kissing. Their lips nuzzling each other's tenderly, lovingly, while he could feel drops of pre landing between his shoulder blades, as Dash's cock drooled all over him. The feeling of being between two such males only made his own cock drool more pre onto the bear fur. His mouth moved faster and faster, his tongue squirming as he tried to show Comet just how talented his muzzle was.

With some taps from his hooves, Dash showed the young male he wanted his legs spread. Robyn compiled, moaning softly as Dash leaned down briefly to kiss his neck and whisper, "you are doing fine, no need to hold back, make him moan." Robyn groaned a reply, his lips and tongue redoubling their efforts, stuffing his muzzle so full of cock he could feel the huge head pressing against the back of his throat. He'd deep throated a pony cock once, it had been great except for how sore his throat had been afterwards.

Dash was kissing his shoulders and then down the cervine's spine. Robyn felt his tail twitching as the elder deer got lower and lower. Then, he cried out in delight, his cries muffled by the mammoth manhood in his lips, as a broad tongue lapped over his pucker. The cervine tongue was holding nothing back, it wormed its way inside his pucker easily. The strong muscle stroking around, swirling and teasing.

Two black paws caressed his cheeks gently, Comet's hips thrusting gently to remind Robyn of his duties. While his Dash lapped and teased his ass, Robyn returned to bobbing his muzzle. The feeling of something inside him making his body tingle, with desire. A thrill running through him as Dash showed his talents, the tongue finding the younger deer's sweet spot and assaulting it.

Comet moaned louder and louder, his groans becoming more bestial by the second. His hips started thrusting again, fucking the young cervine's hungry lips roughly. Strong paws holding him by his horns in position, there was nothing Robyn could do but take it, and he loved that feeling, of being controlled, taken and bred. He moaned happily as he felt the cock throbbing in his mouth. A flood of warm spunk pulsed over his tongue and down his eager throat. While above him, Comet gave out a loud animalistic cry of pleasure.

The tongue inside him wormed faster, lashing against Robyn's prostate repeatedly. Dash was using every trick he had, but Robyn's cock was left untouched, just drooling a river as pleasurable feelings made him ache with desire and need to orgasm. Not even that need would make him let go of Comet's maleness, he had to prove just how good he was.

Without ceremony Comet's cock was pulled roughly from his lips, a weak jet of spunk landing over his nose. Robyn drowned in the scent of the alpha male, while he looked up with slightly hurt eyes, he'd wanted to drink every drop. Comet was looking down and smiling, the elder deer grabbed his cock and squeezed out another couple of ropes of spunk, each jet landed over Robyn's muzzle.

Robyn felt the tongue pulling out from inside him, then he cried out as two fingers were roughly pressed into his pucker. Dash chuckled, "just getting you ready, taking all of Comet is one hell of a test, for anyone." A third finger was added, making Robyn whimper softly, while Dash licked a string of cum off his muzzle. "Besides, I know you like it rough, don't you?"

Before he could answer lips were pressed against his, the taste of Comet's cum weak on Dash's tongue, but still strong on his own. The two moaned desperately as they shared the taste of another male, their tongue dancing together. Dash's fingers never stopped moving thrusting and twisting, any discomfort fading quickly, Robyn's cock ached more, he reached down for it only for a hoof to kick his wrist lightly.

"You cum when I say so," grunted Comet from above them both, looking down his golden eyes flashing with intensity. Robyn whimpered softly, his cock throbbing harder at the dominance in Comet's tone. The kiss with dash was broken and he shook his paw, the sting from the kick fading.

Dash smirked at the submissive young deer, he licked another strand of cum off his muzzle,"told you he would fit in perfectly." A strong paw pushed Robyn's shoulder forcing his head forward. "Time to stretch you out fully." Robyn fell forward, his paws landing on the thick bear fur rug. He moaned as he felt the fingers pulling out of his ass, the empty feeling was almost too much to take. With a smile he embraced the feeling, knowing that soon it would be contrasted with a fullness he had felt many times before.

There was no holding back by Dash, he pressed his cock right into Robyn's pucker and pressed forward just as hard as he could. The room echoed with the jingle of bells and the squeals of Robyn. Dash groaned happily as he felt the bitch squirming around his hot meat. Robyn gasped and panted, as Dash held nothing back slamming into him again and again. A paw reached down and grabbed the bit, pulling it and pressing it into Robyn's open mouth.

Comet smirked down at the two, winking at Dash as the bit was placed into Robyn's mouth. Without warning, he stepped forward and placed his huge sweaty nuts right on top of Robyn's nose. Every breath filled his lungs with the stink of pure stud, while his ass was filled with another stud. He closed his eyes and basked in the feelings, with each thrust his prostate sang with pleasure, his cock was begging for him to touch it.

His ears picked up some softly slurping sounds, and in the shadow on the ceiling his could just make out the shape of Dash, fucking him, while sucking on Comet's thick shaft. The sounds, and knowledge, of his lover servicing another at the same time as breeding him, drove Robyn wild with lust. His tongue squirmed passed the bit, just enough to stroke the tip against Comet's heavy nuts. The sweaty musky sacks, danced on his nose as he felt reigns pulling him back into the thrusts, and other paws holding his horns, keeping his head in position.

The moans from Dash were growing louder by the second, as his thrusting got faster and faster. His thick rod slammed hard into Robyn's squirming rump, his nuts slapping heavily on the subby deer's every thrust. With each thrust Robyn's cock throbbed with need, his mind swam in endorphins all he cared about in that moment was the pleasure. Robyn's balls felt heavy, they throbbed with each thrust desperate to release their seed. However, anytime he moved a paw Comet tapped his hoof gently against his wrist, just enough to let him know he was being watched.

With a deep-throated moan, Dash passed the point of no return. His thrusting became feral, pounding into Robyn without mercy or hesitation, desperate to prolong the moment. While Robyn whimpered at the feeling of warmth as the elder deer emptied every last drop inside his increasingly sloppy rear. The sounds of slurping and slapping filled his ears, while deer spunk and cock filled his ass, his nose was choking on the scent of musk. He was lost somewhere in heaven, save for the deep ache in his balls.

A soft slurping sound announced Dash's withdrawal. Robyn moaned as he felt a flood of warm fluids escaping his rear, running down his taint and over his balls. The feeling was wonderful and yet also taunted him, reminding him of just who had not yet cum. A weight was lifted from his muzzle, but not his mind. His entire body was swimming with endorphins, his blood was racing, while his fur was soaked in sweat. Robyn's cock was throbbing and his balls were on fire with the need for release.

Despite his needs, he kept his paws on the floor and made no move to relieve himself, panting heavily as Dash stepped away and plonked down in Comet's armchair. His legs spread wide, his cock still glistening in the firelight as cervine spunk drooled from the spent tip. Suddenly his head was yanked back, the reins being pulled hard. He whimpered softly and submitted willingly as he felt Comet stepping behind him.

He felt Comet's cocktip slipping between his cheeks and to his abused, drooling pucker. Robyn gasped at the feel, the hot tip pressing to his moist hole. Thoughts of that cock in his mouth, the length and girth flooded his mind and on nervous instinct he clenched. A huge black paw grabbed his horns and pulled his head back, his neck arching. A huge shadow descended as Comet leaned over and Robyn felt hot breaths flowing down his neck as the huge male sniffed. Then he whimpered as a warm broad tongue ran up his neck and the large male pressed his lips to his ear, "just, relax."

Robyn found himself relaxing to the firm touch, the commanding nature soothed any doubts. It was the tone and pure self-assurance that spoke to him, only men who knew what they were doing had that note in their voice. So he relaxed and as soon as he did so the large cervine thrust, gently at first grinding the huge tip lewdly against his sloppy hole. The subby deer whimpered and found himself pushing back against the tip. Before he knew it the flared head had popped inside, the large tip popping in and out slowly, while those strong arms held him in position.

With each light thrust, the thick cock pushed a little deeper and then popped fully out. Robyn gasped and whimpered with each one, yet at the same time, he wondered how long it would be before he felt the full length and girth of Comet inside him. Most males he had been with would have already lost control and started pounding away until they drained their nuts. The black male kissed his neck, leaving a soft snuffly kiss for each thrust, yet his paws still held the reins and his antlers firmly, holding Robyn exactly where he wanted him.

Soft moans from across the room let Robyn know that Dash was enjoying the visual. Above the grunts from Comet, his own whimpers and Dash's moans, he could hear the sloppy popping of the cock slipping in and out of his relaxed hole. Under him, he could feel his balls aching more and more, with each thrust they seemed to throb. Comet's slow deliberate thrusting began to grow in speed.

Robyn whimpered and gasped, his entire body on fire with the need to cum. His cock had soaked the bear rug, he could feel it resting in the soppy fur. Each passing moment Comet's huge rod thrust deeper, spreading him wonderfully wide. He had feared the size and yet now it was inside him all he wanted was more. His hips moved back into each slow deliberate thrust trying to push himself deeper into the thick shaft.

Desperate whines escaped his lips, as he bit down on the metallic bit hard. Comet groaned deeply and let out a bestial growl, sounding more like an aroused bear than a deer. The sound made a deep pleasurable chill run down Robyn's spine. The next thrust came faster, and he felt a whole extra inch being stuffed inside him. The pull on the bit lessened, when suddenly a second paw grabbed his shorn antlers, pulling him back hard.

Grunting deeply Comet thrust into him harder and faster. As the thick meat stuffed deeper inside him it mashed his prostate hard. Robyn could feel waves of savage pleasure flooding his body, he pushed back into each savage thrust gasping and panting like a bitch in heat. While he lost himself in the pleasure of the rough mating, he gasped to realise he could feel the soft slap of Comet's nuts as they rapped on his ass.

What surprised him most was that, while completely lost to the heat, pleasure and lust of the moment, his ears still picked up the sound of bells jingling. The bit was pulled from his reluctant mouth and a moist maleness was pressed inside. Dash stood over him with a smirk on his lips, he didn't wait, just stuffed Robyn's mouth full of deer meat. Robyn's mouth was filled with the taste of deer cum for the second time that night.

The two males thrust as one, the thick black rod pounding deep inside him, while he suckled heavily on the pink meat slipping between his lips. He was lost deep in deer heaven and then he felt the pressure release from his antlers. His squealed as a paw grasped his cock and started jerking it quickly.

Robyn's mind went white as waves of pleasure suddenly burst forth, there was nothing he could do to stop himself. His cock began to spray desperately, jetting rivers of pent-up cum out of his needy balls. While his body rocked with spasms of pleasure, his ass clenched down around the thick pole inside him, above him Comet cried out. Inside him, he could feel the familiar warmth spreading as the black male pumped him full of cream.

His mouth was treated to another heavy dose of cervine spunk, he gulped down heavily as he felt his entire body draining of his strength. As he trembled a strong around wrapped around his chest, holding him up. Dash's spent cock slipped from his lips, drooling cum over his face and chest. Dash fell back landing heavily in the armchair, while two strong arms lifted him up and he found himself sitting on comet's lap, with a softening cock still wedged deep in his ass.

"Sorry...for coming without permission," the young deer panted heavily.

A strong paw stroked his cheeks and a warm muzzle nuzzled against his neck, "that's ok, it's just better if you wait." Chuckled Comet in his ear, "it's not that kind of herd. It's all about just having fun with each other."

The young deer smiled and settled down more pushing back against Comet's broad strong chest, "well that was fun."

"A fun start to the evening," agreed Comet.

"Start?!" Robyn asked his voice both an excited squeak and a panicked whimper at the same time.

Comet laughed softly and ground his hips to the young man, his cock starting to harden inside him. "What, did you think it'd be that easy to join my herd? You have no idea what the next few weeks have in store for you."

"Weeks?!" Exclaimed the young deer.

If you enjoyed this then I think you will enjoy my latest anthologyhttps://www.sofurry.com/view/1265638 or my new Novel The Stable Boy https://www.sofurry.com/view/1281673 will illustrations by Rov

If you enjoyed this story please consider buying my first book details can be found in my https://www.sofurry.com/view/945905 journal It's a sweet romance story with some steamy chapters and some art by Edesk

If you want to support this hard working writer bear you can do so at my Patreon account here https://www.patreon.com/sisco

Or you can send my a tip by following the link below