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Gadget's Gadgets - Part Two

Tinsel hung from the rafters of the Rescue Rangers office, and a large tree stood in the centre of the main workspace with bright lights twinkling amidst its branches. Despite the festive ambiance however, the office was silent. Chip stood with his hands in the pockets of his bomber jacket, a soft sigh escaping him as he looked around at the emptiness. Just days ago he had been muttering to himself about how glad he'd be of a break from the ruckus of the rest of the team's presence. No loud, barrelling laughter from Monterey Jack. No constant hammering and drilling from Gadget's workshop. And in their absence, far fewer reasons for Dale to get over excited and be given cause to go running around like a headless chicken. He had been so looking forward to the holiday break being just that. A break. For the first time in years the gang all had plans elsewhere, and thus for the first time in years it was just like old times. Just Chip and Dale themselves, alone together for the holidays.

Yet now that the time was upon them, and the others were really gone, Chip couldn't help but feel somewhat less festive, less eager to spend a quiet, more solitary Christmas than he had before. He couldn't help but feel guilty for looking forward to the peace and quiet quite as much as he had. The chipmunk knew that he wasn't the easiest person to get along with sometimes. That he was hard-headed, overzealous and sometimes something of a smartass. But the rest of the Rescue Rangers crew were his friends. His family. They loved him and put up with him just as much as he sometimes found it a struggle to put up with them. And as was so often the case, it wasn't until they were gone, even temporarily, that Chip's hard headedness gave way and he realised just how much he missed them.

The chipmunk jumped slightly, only to let out a soft, relieved sigh as just moments later a pair of warm arms embraced him from behind. He felt a soft, warm nose press against the back of his neck, and lips on his shoulder-blades.

"It's been a while since we had the office to ourselves..."

Dale's voice was gentle and soft, but it was impossible for the other chipmunk to hide his ever-present boisterousness. Quiet, calm and thoughtful had never been a part of Dale's lexicon. Not before the brothers founded the Rescue Rangers together, and not now, either.

"Even longer since we had it to ourselves for long enough to do... stuff."

A shiver ran down Chip's spine as Dale's hands parted the front of his jacket and delved into the soft fur beneath it, running over his smooth furred stomach, his chest, slowing and finally stopping almost directly over the black-nosed chipmunk's heart. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again. All of a sudden the tinsel seemed to shine a little brighter in the glow of the Christmas tree's light. All of a sudden the office didn't seem so empty, cold and quiet any more.

He still missed his friends. But he wasn't alone. Not even close. Hell, with Dale in his life, Chip didn't expect he'd ever truly know what it felt to be alone ever again.

Turning, not pulling away from Dale's embrace but rather purposefully ensuring he stayed within the other chipmunk's grasp, Chip moved round to face his brother, his partner and lifelong friend head on. The all too familiar beaming smile of the other chipmunk infected him in an instant, drawing a helpless smile to Chip's own lips. Their noses bumped together, followed by their lips. The kiss lingered and grew into a deeper, longer one from what might only have been intended as a brief peck. A wordless show on behalf of both chipmunks that although their busy lives and the almost constant presence of others in this place they called home had meant it had been quite some time since they had last teased their way across the boundary between family, friendship and something more, nothing whatsoever had changed with regard to how they felt for one another. They were best friends, just as they had been for a great many years. And they were lovers too, just as they had been for a great many years.

"Stuff..."

Chip murmured as he drew back from their kiss, though just far enough back to look at Dale's face and see the other chipmunk's cheeks flushing beneath his fur, his red nose seemingly a little brighter too as Dale beamed and giggled at him.

"I remember stuff. I've missed stuff."

Dale giggled yet again, beginning to tease the other male's bomber jacket over his shoulders even as Chip reached out and began to unbutton his Hawaiian style shirt.

"I missed it too. It's harder to stop you being mad at me when I can't just drop to my knees and suck your cock till you forget about whatever goofy thing I did."

Shivering happily as his coat fell to the ground, Dale grasping his hat by the brim and tossing it aside soon after, Chip unbuttoned the last few buttons of his brother's shirt and cast it off without another thought. He squeaked happily as Dale took him by the hands and led him over to the Christmas tree, more importantly to the pile of soft cushions piled around it where the two of them Monterey Jack and Gadget had sat the night before and exchanged gifts prior to separating for the holidays. The two chipmunks gasped and moaned as they tumbled to the cushions together, wrapped up in one another's arms and soon encircling one another's bodies with their short legs too, muzzles locked together in yet another eager, fiercely intimate kiss. They wriggled and rubbed their bare bodies all over one another, and for more than a minute they lost themselves mindlessly to the sensations of their intimacy. To the touch of one another's bodies, the feeling of one another's fur and flesh and hot, ragged breathing against their own until neither one of them could bear it any longer.

Parting to catch their breath, not because they wanted to stop but because they both knew they needed to take a moment to prepare themselves for what was to follow, the two chipmunks clutched at their dear sibling's hand as they flopped over onto their backs, side by side. Two twitching, exposed erections rose from their loins, and they both blushed, both giggled as they looked up and regarded first their partner's, then their own arousal.

"Remember the first holiday season we spent together after we started playing around?"

Chip nodded as Dale gave a happy murmur, not really a question as he knew that Chip couldn't possibly have forgotten, simply seeking to bring it to the forefront of both their minds. The black nosed chipmunk sighed joyously, and squeezed his lover's hand.

"We barely left each other's arms. Remember how we sat by the window and watched the carol singers walking down the streets? Wrapped up in a blanket with our noses pressed to the glass, you deep inside me, twitching the whole time. Your hand on my cock?"

Dale's fingers slipped free from Chip's grasp, only to reassert their grip upon the other chipmunk moments later, wrapped around his shaft and squeezing, stroking gently but with a familiarity and confidence that was utterly undiminished by the length of time since last they had shared this. It was so easy. It was so wonderfully easy just to fall back into this wonderfully comfortable, familiar intimacy. How they'd gone so long without sharing this, without needing to make time for this, already neither one of them could possibly fathom.

"It's a good thing our breath steamed up the window. If the carollers had seen some of the faces I made you pull that night... I... I still think about that night sometimes. How hot you looked. How incredible it felt being inside you for so long. Feeling your cock twitching, cumming in my palm so many times. We were so... b-both of us, we were on fire. Time after time, cumming over and over again, but still wanting more."

Again Chip nodded as Dale spoke. His hand was on Dale's member by now, just as Dale's was on his, and they were stroking each other. Masturbating one another as they lay side by side, eyes closed as they recalled the first of many holidays they had spent alone together.

"Back then, Dale... w-we were both so horny. Both so shameless. We didn't have responsibilities. We didn't have jobs, or anything to search for. To fight for. A-anything driving us except where our next meal was coming from... a-and finding a nice, warm, cosy spot to huddle up in, and fuck from dusk till dawn."

Dale moaned, his hips rising off the cushion upon which they lay and bucking up against Chip's hand as its pace upon his cock quickened.

"Do you miss it, Chip? Not just the stuff we did. Not just the fooling around. T-the lives we had back then? All the time we spent... a-ah... together? Just the two of us? No responsibilities. No obligations?"

Chip grinned as he too moaned and began to roll his hips up against Dale's hurriedly squeezing, stroking paw.

"Ah. Ohh, yes... y-yes... of course I miss it. But, I... I wouldn't change anything. Because, e-even though we have more responsibilities now, and less time to... ah, t-to be together like this... we're still doing it. We're still right here, r-right now, doing this. Just like before. I still know that when it matters, a-and when the time is right... you're here for me, just like you always have been, Dale. And you know that whenever we have the chance, as few and far between as those times might be, I'll always revel in the chance to hear you moaning in my ear. To feel your lips on the back of my neck. T-to... to feel your cock inside me, Dale."

Letting go of Dale's erection, Chip rolled over onto his belly. He barely had a chance to draw his legs in beneath him, to begin to pull himself up onto all fours, when he heard a giddy squeak from close by and felt the weight of his lover land in a pouncing tackle upon his back. His whole body shook as he heard Dale moan loudly, hungrily in his ear. He cried out giddily, overwhelmed as he felt Dale's lips on the back of his neck once again. He squeaked and trembled beneath his companion as for the first time in far too long he felt the still familiar heat, the firmness and yet the slick wetness of a pre-cum dripping tip pressing against the pucker of his backside. And then...

"Fuck me, Dale."

He whimpered as his beloved brother began to slowly, teasingly push his cock deep into his ass, just as he had done so many times before. He felt ragged breaths and passionate, lustful nibbles against his shoulders and neck. And he heard Dale whimpering feverishly back at him, nodding his head in desperate, sincere urgency in response to the words the other chipmunk was speaking.

"I missed this. I... I missed this so, so much, Chip. Please. Please, d-don't let me stay away this long again. Please. Tell me that we'll make time. No matter who else is here. No matter w-what else we've got going on. Please. Don't let me forget how much I need this, how much I need you ever... ever again."

***********

Gadget's face flushed as the train rumbled beneath her, the mouse glancing bashfully around as she slipped out of her lavender coveralls and set her smooth, furless body down atop the folded clothing. She sat with her legs bent, knees raised in front of her and spread out to the sides. Her tail stretched out behind her, helping her to sit in a more stable manner even as she leaned back a little, just far enough to expose her flushed nether regions. Between her legs, glowing where it rested on the ground before her, was her microcomputer. To her it was the size of a notebook variety laptop, but relatively speaking its screen was barely a couple of inches wide. Its screen was illuminated brightly, a powerful battery ensuring that it would continue to remain active for the several hours long journey to visit some relatives for the holidays. And upon that screen, displayed at a deliciously high resolution and with a flawless signal despite the fact that the mouse was tucked away within the inner workings of one of this freight train's storage cars, was the reason for Gadget's sudden, eager transition into nudity.

"I knew it..."

She whimpered happily to herself, nibbling on her bottom lip as the high resolution camera and microphone she had implanted within the star on top of the office Christmas tree broadcast the sight of Dale embracing Chip from behind, rubbing his chest and kissing tenderly at the back of his neck.

"Oh god. I... I k-knew those two had to be fucking in secret. I knew it."

Reaching down between her legs, the mouse squeaked loudly, shamelessly as she began to rub her clit with some degree of force. She hadn't packed her vibrator, not wishing to risk her family going through her things in search of holiday gifts and coming across that instead. Her fingers might not have been high tech though, but they were still more than dextrous enough to not only create whatever gadgets she might have needed for any given situation or investigation, but to drive her own body absolutely wild with just a few delicate touches. And touch herself she did, though far from delicately. She masturbated urgently, in an absolute frenzy of excitement as she watched Chip turn and saw the two chipmunks begin to make out. To rub noses and whisper to one another intimately, lovingly as they shed their clothes and grew ever closer, ever more lustfully, adoringly entwined.

Gadget had always joked to herself that Chip and Dale might argue less if the brothers fucked and simply got the tension between them out of her system, but deep down she had always suspected that her joke might be based in some sort of reality. More than once she'd imagined them creeping off in the midst of a job, slipping away somewhere private, somewhere her cameras couldn't find them, and getting it on. More than once she had sent herself to sleep at night with those thoughts racing through her mind as her fingers or one of her toys drove her pussy to the brink of orgasm and beyond, pleasure giving way to sweet satisfaction and perfect peace all thanks to mental images of the two chipmunks locked in a loud, incestuously slurping sixty nine or eagerly frotting themselves to a pair of mutually sticky stomachs.

Truth be told Gadget probably fantasised about the two of them together more than she fantasised about herself with either one of them, or even both of them with her at once. But they had always been just that. Fantasies. Fantasies born of suspicions at the very most, wild and shamelessly self indulgent conjecture at the least. Until now.

"All those times you yelled at him for being goofy, for getting himself in trouble... o-oh, Chip... why didn't you just hold him. Tell him how worried you must have been. Kiss him, a-and... ohh. Yes. Right there in front of us all. In front of me. You could have trusted us. We wouldn't have judged you. I... I wouldn't. Oh, why didn't you do this..."

She licked her lips and groaned as she felt her hips rocking against her fingers, shuddering, gasping and feeling her toes curl as she pressed not one, not two but three digits inside herself and began to rub them against her achingly tender inner walls with frantic force and speed. Her eyes got wider and wider, and she leaned forward, bending almost double over herself as she fought to stare into the computer screen and watch as the two men slumped to the ground together beside the Christmas tree, right where barely twenty four hours ago she had been sitting trading gifts with them. A few seconds later her ears twitched, and a dripping wet hand rushed forward to drive the volume of the laptop all the way up, damned if anyone else riding on this train heard her or not.

"Remember the first holiday season we spent together after we started playing around?"

She wailed, scrambling into a new position, slumping forward with her body propped up on one elbow and her knees, legs spread wide apart and her other paw going to town with frenzied fury upon her pussy's dripping wet interior. She watched and listened, face resting over the laptop's keyboard and ears twitching desperately, fighting to drink in every whispered and murmured word the pair of men spoke to one another as their play got both more passionate and intimate all at once, desperately striving to stimulate herself to the absolute extreme while admiring not simply the two chipmunk's bare bodies, but the ways the bodies and the minds, the souls to whom those bodies belongs were interacting so very tenderly.

"Yes!"

She screamed, she gasped and kicked and trembled and felt a spray of hot ejaculate surging forth from within her as she watched the two men roll onto their backs and begin to masturbate one another as they chatted and blushed and watched one another's bare, now exposed bodies tremble. She longed to have either one of those cocks inside of her, perhaps both at once if she could swing it. She ached, she burned at the sight of their erections, their sweet, handsome, sexy bodies laid out so shamelessly before one another and before her by proxy. The mouse came long and hard at that sight, but her fingers didn't stop working. Indeed even as she came down from that first peak she found them working at herself harder than ever, her ears burning and her eyes straining to capture every last detail as they continued to intimately interact, and thus so too did she.

"Ohhyesssgod... god! Dale. Oh, fuck him Dale. Fuck Chip. Harder. Oh. Ohhh god. I'm cumming. Boys, d-don't stop! Please, don't... ooohhhhh yes!"

She squirted, gushing and grunting violently as she did so. Her whole body spasmed and quaked with the force of her orgasmic release while she watched Chip and Dale begin to make love, while she listened to Chip confessing just how desperately he had missed the feeling of Dale's cock inside of him. Her head span. Her wrist ached from the frenzied use to which she had been putting it. But she couldn't stop. She wouldn't. She wouldn't stop until they stopped, and from the sounds of things, from the way they looked at one another and touched one another, the words they spoke and the sounds they let loose as their passion began to build to ever greater extremes, it didn't seem like they were going to stop for quite some time.

They fucked. They made love, hot, hard and passionate. The mouse watched as Dale tossed his head and squeaked as he poured his cum deep into his brother's clutching ass, and she wailed, she squealed, she felt her cheeks flushing crimson with embarrassment at just how long, hard and wetly she came as Chip drummed his fists against the office floor and screamed himself hoarse wailing Dale's name, streaks of his own cum lashing the floor beneath him as for the first time in what seemed like it had been far, far too long the two chipmunks lost control around and within one another. Then, panting and breathless, Gadget watched as without more than a brief pause to catch their breath, they embraced, they kissed, and they began to grind and whimper and rock and tease and pleasure one another all over again. They touched, they kissed, they clung to one another until once again Dale was whimpering and unloading himself into a trembling, wide eyed and bliss-stricken Chip, and again Gadget practically sobbed in her orgasmic rapture along with them. Then they fucked again. And again. And again.

The chipmunks looked exhausted as Gadget wiped a small trickle of her own drool off the laptop's keyboard some time later, seeing her reflection in the screen and seeing that same blissful fatigue etched deeply across her own features. Just like them though, she couldn't bring herself to stop. She wouldn't let herself. Not until they were ready to rest. But of course, they wouldn't. Neither one of them would admit that they were ready to take a break until the other was willing to admit it first. And thus, they went on. And on. They took only the most brief, necessary breaks to let their potent, eager libidos recharge, and then they flung themselves at one another anew without restraint.

They had a lot of time to make up for, and now that the dam had been opened a crack it showed no sign of being shut again until every last drop it had been holding back was freely, shamelessly spilled.

"Oh... ohh, boys..."

Gadget groaned, sweat glistening upon her furless, beautifully smooth skinned body as she grazed her aching, over-sensitive clit as gently as her trembling fingers could manage. That single touch alone sent a fresh spray of ejaculate pouring from her overworked, overwhelmed nether regions, but rather than screaming she simply gurgled, eyelids heavy, muzzle slack, cheeks flushed crimson as a string of saliva ran down her tongue and dribbled to the floor of the rumbling train below. She didn't know where the train was on its journey. Whether she was getting close to her stop or whether she had already missed it entirely. Quite honestly, Gadget didn't care. All that mattered now was seeing what else these two men had to show her. To explore further the seemingly infinite depths of their long withheld, deeply private adoration for one another. To witness every gasp, every spurt, and to listen to every whispered word of affection they had to share.

And eventually, as they seemed finally unable to hold back their fatigue any longer, she heard it. The confession, the admission that a part of her had been hoping to hear right from the start. The words she had been longing for ever since she had caught Chip masturbating to recorded images of her own self-pleasure several months prior. But not just from one of the chipmunks. Not just from Chip. From them both.

***********

"I... oh god, I d-don't think I can cum again. Not without passing out."

Chip groaned as he lay beneath his lover, belly to belly, face to face with Dale, legs lazily locked around the backs of the other man's ankles. Despite what he was saying of course he could feel his erection twitching upward, throbbing against Dale's own, equally stiff member. He meant it though. His head span at the mere thought of cumming again, and he could see in his brother's eyes that same wonderfully satisfied weariness reflected back at him.

Smiling to himself, craning his neck upward and pecking Dale on the lips, the chipmunk continued to address the other man in tones both weary and teasing in equal measure.

"Do you... d-do you think, if Gadget were here right now... do you think she'd be able to keep up?"

Though there was no way that Chip and Dale could possibly have heard the scream of renewed ecstasy that the mouse let loose in that moment, practically a world away on her way home for the holidays, a tremor ran down each of their spines in unison just as she did so. Dale blushed, giggling warmly.

"With one of us, i-individually? Sure. Together though? The two of us b-both with her? Not likely."

Chip grinned.

"We spend so much time fighting for her attention. Fooling around like a couple of frat boys fighting over the head cheerleader. Wouldn't it be so much easier if we could just... tell her how we felt? Both of us. Explain that just like we're each others lovers, we'd both like to be hers too?"

Above him, Dale sighed and nodded, planting a soft kiss on the tip of Chip's nose.

"If only it was that easy. We... we forget how lucky we are. How lucky we were to have each other the way we did. To connect the way we did. To... to be able to have this sort of relationship. A bond that is so much more than just family, a friendship at its core that doesn't need the sex to be just as meaningful, just as important. I wish we could be sure enough that Gadget would feel the same way. That she'd understand. I like to think she's smart enough that she would. But... we're already lucky to have a kickass lady like her as a friend. No matter how lucky we are, I don't think we're lucky enough for her to feel for one of us the way we feel for each other... or for her. Never mind both of us."

They lay silently for a little while, embracing, trembling slightly in a mixture of simultaneous fatigue and desire and happiness and frustration. Then, as a playful smile crossed Chip's face, he spoke once again.

"Well, she might not be here... but if you like, you can pretend that she is."

He squirmed out from under Dale's body, only to position himself on all fours, looking back over his shoulder with a playful giggle. Clearing his throat, he put on a voice that was as close to Gadget's as he could and fluttered his eyebrows seductively towards Dale.

"Golly, Dale. I sure do wish you'd fuck me in the ass right now."

Dale snorted with laughter, but mere moments later he was kneeling up behind Chip's waving posterior, caressing the cheeks of the other chipmunk's rump for a second even though his eyes were closed. He slid his cock inside the warm, well-worked hole of his lover once again, both of them gasping in pleasure as they began to rock together instinctively. He gasped.

"Oh... Gadget."

Chip moaned loudly, and Dale's eyes fluttered open with a helpless giggle.

"You're not jealous? Y-you... you really don't mind me imagining that you're her?"

Chip opened his eyes, which had been tightly shut in their own right until just moments before. He grinned back over his shoulder, cheeks flushed scarlet beneath their rich brown fur.

"N-not... not if you don't mind me imagining that your cock is a really, really realistic strap on... a-and... that she's the one fucking me, too."

Dale's eyes widened a little, but he grinned and shook his head. Both he and Chip closed their eyes once more, and soon they were both rocking harder, fucking harder, and moaning in unison not to one another, but to the singularly spectacular woman they were imagining themselves with.

"Cum for me, Gadget..."

"Fuck me, Gadget..."

***********

Some ten minutes later, two almost perfectly still fluffy bodies lay beside the Christmas tree, slumped over one another and clinging gently to one another as they slept fitfully, utterly exhausted and stained with one another's cum, glistening in the lights of the glowing tree and the reflection of those lights cast by the colourful tinsel spread throughout the office. They were spent. They were helpless. They were content to the extreme, dreams continuing what their bodies were no longer capable of playing out in any physical respect.

Countless miles away, within the rumbling interior of a freight train, a third body lay equally still, equally silent and equally satisfied. Gadget lay on her stomach, head resting in the crook of one arm while the other cushioned her breasts against the rather cool metal floor of the train. Her legs were spread just as they had been when the final orgasm of her long, overwhelming session surged through her. The floor of the cart and the nearest side of the boxes behind which the mouse was hidden were soaked with the glistening residue of her last, almighty climax. The product of seeing both Chip and Dale crying out her name, begging her to fuck them or be fucked by them. It had been too much, simply too much for her already overworked body to handle. But god... to hear it, to see it, to witness practically first hand the confirmation of every fantasy she had ever had about those two, it had been well worth it. Well worth the strain on her body, and well worth missing her destination as the train rumbled on and on while she remained absolutely undisturbed in her slumber.

Even in sleep though, the smart mouse's mind wasn't idle.

Even in the midst of her slumber, she was already drawing up blueprints for a new construction when she got back to the Rescue Rangers office and her workshop. For Dale, all she needed was her body. Her body, her mind, and her heart to share with the red nosed chipmunk. But for Chip... for Chip, a little workmanship would be required ahead of time. After all, the two of them had already pretty much confirmed that they were going to make her every fantasy come true. And once she had built herself a harness, as well as something long, firm and double-ended to fit inside of it, she would be able to make both of the chipmunk's fantasies come true, too.

By Jeeves

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