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IN THE SHOWERS

Reindeer Games Part Two

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Still a little dazed from the intensity of his encounter with Dancer, Rudolph allowed Cupid to lead him into the bathing area, smiling as only a virgin can after his first sexual experience with the girl of his dreams. Cupid, in turn, was also smiling, though his was from a combination of smugness at having a handsome (and, it might be added, virginal) male in tow, and pleasure at sharing time with a new friend. The red-nosed reindeer was still a little hesitant, uncertain of how the others on the team would react, or how he would react around them, but he drew some courage from Cupid's confidence, and screwed himself up for whatever he might face in the showers.

The wash area was a wide room with almost spotless white tiled floors. Several thick metal columns rose out of the floor at evenly spaced intervals, and near the tops of these columns protruded a number of detachable shower heads. There were small metal shelves for liquid soap containers and other bathing accessories just under the shower heads, and against the wall next to the entryway were rows of towel hangers fastened into the tiled wall. Set into the wall to the left of the entryway were several shower stalls for privacy, if it was desired, but Rudolph couldn't help but notice that none of them were occupied at the moment. Instead a cloud of steam had settled over the room as hot water played out of the shower heads, obscuring Rudolph's vision toward the metal columns, though he could pick out five figures that must have been the rest of the team, two at one shower column and three at another, leaving the third, central one free.

Beyond the showers, Rudolph could see an open corridor that led into a steam-filled room, where he could just make out the outline of Dasher sitting on the edge of something. The sign above the short passage read "BATHTUBS," so it was simple to deduce that the lead buck was helping Dancer bathe herself while she recovered from her experience with Rudolph's surprising ability. To the left of the tubs was a glass door with wood trim and the word "SAUNA" printed at face level in large white letters.

Cupid tugged again on Rudolph's arm, breaking the buck from his usual observations of the environment.

"You want to shower out here or in a stall?" asked the shorter buck, turning to look at Rudolph with moist, expressive brown eyes that could melt any heart.

Rudolph smiled back, as anyone would, and opened his mouth to answer as he started toward the central shower column. But before a single word could leave his muzzle, his eyes popped wide open, and his mouth dropped. This was because it only took a few steps before he was able to see the other occupants of the shower room and, more importantly, what they were doing.

Donder and Blitzen were the two figures beneath the left shower heads. Even naked they were still larger than life, their well muscled, statuesque bodies almost works of art in motion. It was, of course, their motions that filled Rudolph with consternation. Donder was soaping up Blitzen's back and neck, kneading his fingers in deep as he did so. The tall doe was leaning back into the attention, her mouth quirked into a slight smile as she enjoyed the attentions of her mate. Glancing down, even as he promised himself not to do so, Rudolph got quite an eyeful of Donder's very large, potent sac and full sheath. The thick head and a small portion of the shaft of his maleness was already unsheathed, and more was quickly following as Blitzen curled her tail upward to gently caress the underside of the big male's balls, then flicked the very tip of the surprisingly dexterous limb back and forth across the underside of the pink reindeer-cock, and especially across the fat purple head at the tip. The doe cooed softly as Donder reached around and grabbed her large, white-furred breasts in his big hands and began to soap them up as well. While he did this, he also made sure to roll her perked, pink nipples between his fingers while he bent his head slightly to nibble along the floppy underside of her ears. When the reindeer doe gasped at this, Donder grinned and then slid his tongue right into the very sensitive inner lining of Blitzen's fuzzy ear. This seemed to drive Blitzen wild, as she promptly turned around and grabbed the bottle of liquid soap, then started work on Donder. She pinched his black nipples, which stood out through the brown fur on his chest, and even leaned forward to bite down on them gently before she started lathering the soap all over his body in a burst of energy, making the stag close his eyes to avoid getting any soap in them. Donder gave a happy sigh as his mate worked her fingers into his fur, loosening his muscles as well as getting him clean. When Blitzen finally reached Donder's legs, she carefully avoided the large male member now standing at half mast, instead moving on to his thighs, kneeling to properly attend to washing the big male. Donder obviously enjoyed the attention she paid to his inner thighs, and gasped when she grabbed his firm, muscled rump, soaping it up as well, giving some extra cleaning directly under his tail, which made the big stag intake his breath sharply in pleasure. As Blitzen reached his feet, Donder lifted first one and then the other hoof, leaning back on the shower column as he basked in the pleasant feeling of having someone wash the space between his hoofed toes. He then reached up and grabbed the shower head from off of its holder, and began to rinse off his face and shoulders, even as Blitzen lowered his foot, and placed her hands on the softer light brown fuzz of her mate's inner thighs.

"This part looks very dirty," said Blitzen, leaning in as her nostrils flared, taking in her mate's heady, potent scent. "It obviously needs some special attention to get it really clean."

Donder grunted in acknowledgement, rinsing off the soap on his body down to his waist, then handed the shower head to Blitzen, careful not to pull too hard on the metal cord sending water from the pipes to the nozzle. The firmly muscled doe grinned as she took the nozzle, then quickly rinsed off Donder's lower parts, making sure to make him gasp again as she aimed the stream of water under his tail before handing it back to him.

"But I'm only going to wash you here if you promise to do the same for me," continued Blitzen, cupping Donder's pendulous sac in one hand.

"You have to ask?" said Donder, quirking an eyebrow as he looked down at his mate, his breathing much faster as he pressed his back to the shower column. Fortunately he retained enough presence of mind to replace the shower nozzle before things progressed any further.

Blitzen laughed at this, then planted a kiss right on the tip of her mate's very erect penis, being sure to flick her tongue out to catch a bead of his thick precum. Dipping her head, she carefully fondled his large balls in her hand, running her tongue across their fuzzy surface. Blitzen then closed her mouth around one testicle, making quite a mouthful, her lips and tongue obviously working hard even from where Rudolph stood. She then released one nut and turned to the other, making Donder's head tilt back, a loud, masculine groan escaping between his clenched teeth.

Taking this encouragement to heart, Blitzen released Donder's sac and opened her muzzle wide. Donder lowered his head and opened his eyes to slits to watch as his mate engulfed his family-sized cock, moving with the practiced ease that only comes with years of experience with one's chosen life's mate. She was doing things to him that were driving the big stag crazy, but he somehow held himself in, reaching up to grab the shower head, his knuckles turning white with the force of his grip. He kept making soft, sexy, masculine grunting noises as Blitzen bobbed her head up and down the massive pink shaft, her tongue working enthusiastically across the underside to nurse out every drop of his precum.

Finally it became too much for poor Donder, the human part of him gained in his anthropomorphic form being stripped away by this primal act. He gave a loud bugle and grabbed Blitzen's antlers, then plunged his cock forward, deep into his mate's muzzle until he was pressing against the back of her throat. Blitzen seemed to have expected this, though, and reached forward to grab Donder's butt in both hands, squeezing his cheeks tight as the stag began to enter heavy rut, hunching his hips hard and fast like a healthy reindeer stag ought to. Finally Donder's head snapped back and he gave another, louder bugle, signaling his triumphant orgasm. Blitzen's throat was visibly working as she swallowed every drop of the potent seminal brew, pressing her pretty face into the soft brown bellyfur of her mate.

Finally, after several minutes of hard cumming, Donder released his mate's antlers and lay back against the shower column, panting heavily as he looked down at Blitzen with love-filled eyes. One big hand reached down and gently chucked her under the chin before she took his hand, and he pulled her to her feet.

"I think I owe you a favor," said Donder, smiling naughtily as he bent down and picked up the bottle of liquid soap. Blitzen just smiled, trading places with her mate so that she could lean against the shower column while the big stag went to work.

At that moment, Rudolph's attention was distracted from Donder and Blitzen's lovemaking to the other showerhead when he heard a loud moan from what sounded like Vixen. He quickly confirmed this to be the case, for the doe was under the rightmost showerhead, as were Prancer and Comet.

Vixen was bent over at almost a ninety-degree angle, gripping the shower column with all her might as she moaned and squirmed and panted heavily, her eyes screwed shut. This was largely because Comet's large black cock was screwed into Vixen's tight pussy, the labial lips gripping tightly to the buck's cock, leaving a moist sheen on its length that was only partially from the dampness of the shower room. Comet gripped Vixen by the hips as he plowed into her with all his might, grunting with each hard thrust that sent Vixen into another gasping moan of pleasure. Prancer was on his knees behind Comet, his hands resting on the athletic buck's rump cheeks, parting them as the effeminate male sent his long pink tongue questing up between the firm mounds of fur and flesh, adding an additional layer of pleasure by reaming Comet at the same time he was mounting Vixen hard and fast. As Rudolph watched, Prancer reached down one hand and began to stroke his own long, slender erection, moaning right into his work, which just seemed to drive Comet that much higher into his pleasure, and in turn transmitted that pleasure to Vixen.

Feeling Cupid's arm on his shoulder, Rudolph finally tore his eyes away from the love-play of his new teammates, and back onto the shorter buck with the dark highlights.

"I, um, really think I'd like to use a booth to shower," said Rudolph, his nose glowing as he blushed heavily, his breath still quite short from the incredibly arousing scenes that he'd seen. "I'm really not sure I'm up to being so, well, exposed right now."

Cupid grinned at this, and patted Rudolph on the back.

"It's okay," said the soft-eyed buck reassuringly, rubbing both his hands into the younger buck's tensed deltoids, while at the same time gently guiding him toward one of the empty shower booths. "The first time can be a bit much. Most of us went through it, with the exceptions of Comet and Vixen, who I guess always loved showing off. Prancer is actually quite shy when he's around new people, and doesn't pull stuff like what you've seen of him until he's quite comfortable with a situation." Then Cupid chuckled. "I guess a few centuries was enough time for him to get settled in around here."

Rudolph laughed along with Cupid, letting himself be guided into the booth, though he held the curtain open so Cupid could go in first. He couldn't help but look down as the shorter buck removed his towel and hung it on a hook next to the booth, and swallowed as his eyes traced the firm, rounded curves of Cupid's rump. Then Cupid's tail flicked up for an instant, showing off the almost white fur underneath, and the tight pink bud that lay temptingly between those firm mounds. Rudolph looked up, and blushed again when he saw that Cupid was watching him, grinning widely.

"So," said the buck, turning around and putting his hands on his hips, "what do you think?"

Rudolph discovered that his mouth wasn't working for a few seconds as he looked the firm, compactly-muscled buck up and down. He had the musculature of a wrestler, or perhaps a farmer: solid, efficient and durable, making a marked contrast to the exhibitionist bodybuilding muscles Comet sported around so freely. Cupid's thighs and triceps especially were very thick and well padded with muscle, as was his butt, as Rudolph well knew without Cupid turning around once more. As to Cupid's sheath and scrotum, it wasn't anything like the industrial-sized equipment Donder was packing, nor was it like the porn star genitalia of Comet, which seemed made to be shown off. But Cupid was well-formed below the beltline, and adequate for whatever might be required of him, with emphasis on thickness before length.

Swallowing a little nervously, Rudolph let his own towel drop, whereupon Cupid reached out and caught the terrycloth before it hit the ground.

"Don't want it getting damp," said Cupid, hanging the towel up before he turned back to give Rudolph his own once-over. The dark-eyed buck smiled and nodded, liking what he saw.

Rudolph was fairly tall, though not incredibly so, and slender without being skinny, with the health of his youth keeping his muscles toned and firm. His fur was a soft brown, hardly darker than it had been when he was a fawn, and his underbelly was a much lighter shade. His eyes, strangely enough, were a bright blue, and always had been, even in his non-anthropomorphic shape, something of a rarity even among the rare Tiny Reindeer of the North Pole region. Of course, his nose was a bright, luminous red, and Cupid could just make out a similar glow coming from the buck's nicely-sized, light tan sheath as it hung in a full state between Rudolph's long, slender legs, awaiting only the slightest pressure to bring the buck to full erection.

"Don't worry," said Cupid with a reassuring smile, putting a hand on Rudolph's chest and gently stroking his virgin-soft fur. "This is just for us to get to know each other a little better, to help ease those long days between Decembers. I'll be careful, and if you'll just tell me what feels good and what doesn't, I think we'll get along just fine."

Rudolph slowly nodded, and watched as Cupid turned on the shower, letting a cascade of cool water come down on them both. The water quickly heated as Cupid adjusted the dials until they were to his liking, then the shorter buck turned and caught Rudolph by the arm, pulling him forward into the jet of water.

At first Rudolph was hesitant as Cupid began squirting liquid soap into his hands, and looked down at the dark-eyed buck with his wide, almost fearful eyes. Cupid looked up and gave the handsome reindeer a reassuring nuzzle under the chin, then started to slowly work his fingers into Rudolph's chest. As Cupid concentrated on his task, Rudolph let himself relax, giving a deep sigh of contentment at the feel of those gentle hands rubbing through the fur of his chest, and then of his back. He started to feel himself breathing a little deeper as Cupid lifted one arm and carefully rubbed soap into the pit, then repeated the process with the other arm, stroking his fingers lovingly through the shorter fur and making Rudolph shiver as he was caught between arousal and ticklishness at being touched in so sensitive a place.

"That . . . tickles," said Rudolph quietly, his uncertainty written on his face as he tried to describe how he felt, and knew he didn't quite succeed.

"How does it feel?" asked Cupid, looking up into Rudolph's large, trusting eyes.

"Nice," said the taller buck, the word almost a whisper.

Cupid just smiled and lathered a little more soap onto his hands. Rudolph let his eyes close as he felt himself relaxing, exhaling softly as Cupid's hands began to knead his lower back, his head leaning back as he let the water flow all around him, cleansing off the soap on his upper torso even as Cupid lathered more onto his lower body. He shivered as Cupid's hands closed around his firm rump cheeks, giving them a squeeze before sliding up, against the grain of Rudolph's fur, working the soap in deep. The slender reindeer couldn't help gasping as one of Cupid's hands slid between the firm mounds, making sure he was very clean before the hands moved on down his legs. Rudolph felt himself leaning forward, putting his hands on the shower wall for support as his legs seemed to lose their strength, the feeling of having Cupid's hands rubbing along his inner thighs, and then down the complicated musculature of his unguligrade legs and hocks almost too much for him. It was a sensation that neither his new human self nor his old animal self could quite fathom, for it was something in-between, and not possible for either of them alone.

As Rudolph tried to come to grips with the numerous powerful and new sensations, he didn't notice Cupid stand up from where he'd been kneeling in front of the red-nosed reindeer, and detach the showerhead from its base. But he really noticed when a spray of water shot across his back, Cupid holding the head close to make sure he was working the water pressure into Rudolph's tight muscles.

"That's . . . good," said Rudolph, looking over his shoulder at Cupid. "That feels very . . ." his eyes suddenly got wide as the stream of water moved down his spine, and then circled under his tail.

"Oh!" exclaimed Rudolph, his hands clenching against the wall even as his eyes and jaw clenched tightly shut. "Oh!"

Cupid smiled at the reaction he got when he directed the pressurized water at Rudolph's sensitive pink tailhole, and brought the water jet in closer, reaching around the handsome young reindeer's body to grasp his prominent erection, which coupled with the intense light from his nose was turning the light in the shower a bright pink.

"Just let it happen," said Cupid, though he doubted Rudolph could hear him. With a smile up at the pleasure-driven reindeer, Cupid sidled himself in front of Rudolph, setting down the shower head even as he engulfed the glowing penis in his muzzle, letting it slide smoothly across his tongue. Cupid's free hand came up to grasp and gently massage the red-nosed reindeer's swollen balls, even as his other hand, now free of the shower-head, came up, and slid between his rump-cheeks. Then, just at the moment that one of Cupid's fingers parted Rudolph's tight virgin rosebud, the sensations became too much for the overworked buck, and his head snapped back as a loud gasp escaped his lips. Cupid's mouth was instantly flooded with the first spurt of Rudolph's cock, but the dark-eyed reindeer easily drank down the sweet seed, savoring the peppermint aftertaste. He had to snap his eyes shut fast, though, to avoid being blinded by the intense light that shone out around his lips and through his cheeks, sending a strange feeling of elation and warmth through his entire body, bringing his own penis to immediate erection. This feeling drove him to suckle even harder, flexing the finger he'd thrust inside of Rudolph's rump just a little. As he did this, the red-nosed reindeer gave a cervine bugle of release as even more of his cum spurted into Cupid's mouth, and even more light and power poured out of his radiant cock, sending feelings through the smaller buck that he'd never felt before, and didn't even think were possible. Before he knew it, without even touching himself, Cupid's cock went from mildly aroused to raging erection in a matter of seconds. And as Rudolph's third major climax washed over him, Cupid found himself suddenly sharing those feelings, just as though he'd stepped right into Rudolph's skin. This proved too much for even the calm, strong-willed Cupid's endurance, and he erupted in his own orgasm, crying out as his head fell back, letting Rudolph's cum splash all over his face and chest.

After what seemed like an eternity, Rudolph eventually came down from the exquisite high of his first orgasm brought on by another person. It was the loss of a part of his virginity, and that had made the pleasure all the sweeter and more intense. But as he came back to reality, he looked down, and gasped in surprise to discover that Cupid was sitting propped up against the shower wall, his limp penis slowly retracting back into its sheath as he stared up at Rudolph with an expression that was part absolute satisfaction, and part near-frightened awe.

"That . . . was . . . incredible," said Cupid, gasping for breath so heavily that he almost couldn't get the words out. "How . . . did you . . . do that?"

Rudolph shook his head in bewilderment, raising his hands to show that he didn't know. Cupid grinned up at him, then extended a hand, grabbing the forgotten showerhead with his other one. The taller reindeer reached down and helped Cupid back to his feet, but couldn't help but notice the closeness of the handsome, dark-eyed buck as his chest was pressed up against Rudolph's.

"You wanna wash me off now?" asked Cupid with a playful grin, putting the showerhead back into place before lifting his muzzle to give Rudolph a kiss on the cheek.

"Yeah," said Rudolph, picking up the soap from its nearby holder. "I'd like that a lot."

"It was sort of like my first time," said Dancer, her eyes closed peacefully as she leaned back into Dasher's chest. Dasher nodded and continued to massage her neck and shoulders, letting her continue. "Only it was a lot stronger. There was this huge surge of power, and it felt sort of like I'd stuck my clit in a light socket. In the best possible sense of the metaphor, that is."

Dasher chuckled and nuzzled the back of Dancer's head, nibbling gently on one of her ears.

"If it felt half as good as it looked," said the tall lead buck with a smile, "then it's a wonder you're even awake right now."

Dancer gave a happy sigh, letting Dasher's hands do their magic. The two leading reindeer were sitting in a large bathtub filled almost to the brim with warm suds, and had been there since Dancer had come to about ten minutes ago.

"You really came onto the new guy pretty strong," commented Dasher after a brief pause, though his hands never stopped their pleasurable work. "You were never like that with any of the others."

"Well," said Dancer, blushing as she turned slightly to look at her lead buck, "I guess it's because I felt like I owed him one. You see, he's been pushed around, teased, rejected, and ignored most of his life. Now, all of a sudden, he's a big celebrity. But where were we, the other big celebrities, during all the time when he was a nobody? The truth is, we didn't even really notice him, and so we didn't do anything to stop the hazing, or at least make his life a little more bearable. I was trying to apologize, I guess, by giving him something special."

Dasher smiled, nibbling on Dancer's other ear.

"It looked like he gave you something pretty special instead," he remarked candidly, as he usually did. "Well, at least Cupid seems to be taking care of him. You two planned this out, though, didn't you?"

Dancer grinned sheepishly.

"Guilty as charged," she admitted, shivering a little at having her sensitive ear nibbled. "Cupid felt he was more to blame than anyone else, because he's our public relations. Being out with the rest of the North Pole community, he should have noticed and put a stop to the poor treatment of a fawn, however different he might be from everyone else. While we were doing our lap, we decided to make it up to Rudolph, by giving him the best time of his life before the party. And, um," she looked up into Dasher's eyes, "I was wondering if you'd be willing to help."

Dasher quirked an eyebrow, releasing Dancer's ear.

"How do you mean?"

The lead buck then listened as Dancer told him the plan she and Cupid had thought up.

"Hmm," mused Dasher. "It sounds like a good idea. But I must admit I'm a little skeptical about my involvement. I agree with you that I probably owe Rudolph for not intervening with his troubles. But before I'll go along with what you want, I think I need a little more persuading that this is going to work out all right, without any disharmony in the group."

Dancer laughed, turning around and kissing Dasher right on the muzzle. The lead buck was a little taken aback by this, especially when he felt his lips parted to make way for Dancer's tongue, but he quickly warmed to it, and even began to return the deep-tonguing before Dancer pulled away.

"Is this the sort of ?persuading' you meant?" asked the lithe doe, her fingers stroking the soft fur of Dasher's white-furred scrotum, making him shiver in anticipation.

"Uh," gasped Dasher, "not exactly." Then he blushed heavily as she squeezed his quickly-filling sheath. "But, um, I think it'll do all right."

Cupid could only just control himself as he gripped Rudolph's antlers until his knuckles turned white, resisting the urge to thrust his hips forward. For a virgin, the red-nosed reindeer had caught on rather quickly to giving good head, and Cupid was really appreciating the younger male's natural talent. Both bucks had already finished the serious cleaning portion of their shower, and now were simply enjoying each others' company in a manner both were finding most pleasing indeed. There had been a little awkwardness at first, as Rudolph tried to return the favor Cupid had given to him. This being only his second sexual experience, he didn't know much about fellatio, except what he'd felt when others had been servicing him. But after Cupid gave him some basic instructions, Rudolph's quick intellect and eager mind soon joined with his enthusiasm for the subject, and he caught on well enough after only one false (and slightly painful) start.

"You're gonna make me cum if you keep that up," panted the dark-eyed buck as he watched Rudolph's handsome face, the brows slightly furrowed and eyes almost crossed as he concentrated on his task, his lips wrapped so perfectly around Cupid's dark pink shaft, his cheeks slightly hollowed as he sucked with all the eagerness of a virgin who has discovered he really likes the taste of cock. Cupid moved one hand onto the soft fur between Rudolph's antlers, reveling in the intensely erotic sensation of having so innocent and eager-to-please a buck kneeling in complete submission before him.

Rudolph's beautiful blue eyes glanced up, and a slight mischievous smile formed around the edges of his muzzle before he bent back to his task, taking Cupid's thick shaft to the roots, his tongue working madly. Cupid felt a ripple of pleasure flow through him the moment Rudolph's glowing nose pressed into his cream-colored belly-fur, and began to hunch over despite himself, his mouth falling open as he gasped for air. Rudolph correctly interpreted this as approval for his technique, and pressed himself in a little more, forcing his gag reflex to relax for awhile as his right hand lifted and began to stroke Cupid's full balls, his other hand reaching around to grab the smaller buck's tight butt, pulling him in even closer.

As Rudolph began to deep-throat Cupid for the very first time, this proved too much for the dark-eyed male, and he gave a loud gasp, his eyes snapping wide open as his orgasm hit him hard, waves of pleasure running all the way down his spine to give his already-upraised tail an extra bit of fluffing.

Rudolph was caught a little off guard by the rush of warm reindeer cum that suddenly flooded his muzzle, and fell a little bit back as he choked for a moment, letting all but the very tip of Cupid's member free of his lips before he clamped them down again, trapping the plump tip of the older reindeer's member before he lost any more of the sweet-tasting cum. This, of course, just sent another wave of orgasmic pleasure through Cupid's body, his eyes squeezing shut as he clenched his jaw and grabbed onto the shower wall in front of him for support. Rudolph's tongue flicked across the head of Cupid's cock, coaxing another tasty spurt of cum with its attendant chocolate-flavored aftertaste, and then began to slowly draw the entire throbbing length back into his mouth. By then, the rush of cum had slowed from a flood to a trickle, as Cupid's reserves were, for the moment at least, depleted. This allowed Rudolph to let his mouth fill up slowly, to better savor the taste, before he swallowed it eagerly and tried to coax out a little more with his quickly-improving fellating talents.

"T-that's enough," gasped Cupid finally, gently pushing Rudolph's head back to extricate his now-limp member, letting it escape back into his furry cream-colored sheath. He shook his head at the still kneeling buck, an amazed and very pleased smile on his face as he leaned against the wall opposite the still-running shower head. "You catch on pretty quick."

"Service with a smile," said Rudolph with a big grin, to which Cupid laughed and bent to give his new friend a kiss, Rudolph's muzzle tilting upward to meet his own as their tongues wrestled in a game that the younger male had already grown to love dearly.

"Speaking of service," said Cupid, breaking their kiss, "I could really use some right about now."

Rudolph frowned, obviously not understanding as he got to his feet. But before he could ask what Cupid meant, the shorter buck turned around and placed his hands against the wall, spreading his legs and letting his tail flick upward, exposing his heavy dangling balls, and the pert and well-worked rump muscles. Cupid turned with a sexy, seductive look over his shoulder, and gave his head a ?come on' nod.

Being young and very inexperienced, Rudolph was quite frozen for a moment with uncertainty. But his hormones, being those of a healthy male stag, quickly kicked in, and he took two steps forward, reaching out to close his hands on the firm curves of Cupid's bottom, giving them a gentle squeeze that made the smaller buck moan softly.

"I ? I don't want to hurt you," whispered Rudolph, blushing furiously with his cheeks and nose at the same time, even as an answering and slightly brighter glow came from down below Cupid's line of vision.

"Don't worry," answered Cupid reassuringly, arching his back to give Rudolph a little bit more to grab on to, as well as a better view of the tight pink rosebud between Cupid's nicely rounded rump cheeks. "I've done this with Donder a few times before, and he only hurt for the first couple of thrusts. The water should be enough lubrication for the time being and, if we need any more, there's always the soap."

Rudolph took a tentative step forward, his long, which placed his long, slender erection resting between Cupid's rump cheeks. The smaller buck gave a soft gasp at the touch of the glowing penis against his naked fur, his eyes growing wide in surprise as Rudolph used one hand to line himself up, touching the very tip of his penis against Cupid's tailhole.

"Wow," whispered Cupid, glancing back at Rudolph.

"What is it?" Rudolph asked, a little worried that he'd done something wrong. Cupid smiled reassuringly, then gasped again as he felt the taller buck's weight shift, pressing the plump head of his radiant cock a little more firmly against Cupid's rear entrance.

"I can't begin to describe what your cock feels like," said Cupid in explanation, turning back to the shower wall and leaning more on his hands for support. "You haven't pushed in yet, and already I feel . . . I feel . . . Merry Christmas, I don't know how to describe it!"

"Should I stop?" asked Rudolph shyly, at which point Cupid glanced back again with a quirked eyebrow before resuming the position.

"Don't you dare," said Cupid insistently. "Just take it slow at first. After what giving you a blowjob did to me, I want to be careful with you putting that shiny cock of yours in me. While it sounds like a great way to go, winding up a pleasure-induced vegetable would seriously reduce my performance on the team."

Rudolph nodded hesitantly, then took a firm hold of Cupid's hips. He looked down in fascination as he began to lean forward, his eyes wide with virgin amazement as the head of his semi-human cock parted the tight little bud of Cupid's tailhole. The next moment, Cupid's tailhole resistance suddenly gave, and Rudolph sank about a fingerwidth of his shaft into his friend before he caught himself. He looked up at Cupid with some alarm, only to find that Cupid's knuckles were white against the wall, and the handsome dark-eyed buck was trying desperately to catch his breath, no sound coming out of his mouth. His eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and his whole body was quivering with tension.

"Are you all . . .?" began Rudolph.

Cupid cut off Rudolph's question by shoving himself back with all his might, burying Rudolph's shiny cock to the hilt inside him. Now it was Rudolph's turn to gasp in pleasure, his grip on Cupid's hips tight as he held on, riding out the wave of pleasure that came over him, a sensation that was enhanced by knowing it was the very first time he'd ever been like this with anyone, male or female.

Without thinking, Rudolph's tight rump tensed, and he began to pull back, Cupid's tight rectum clinging to his cock all the way. Just as the corona of his glans was starting to emerge from Cupid's tailhole, Rudolph's rump tensed again, and he sank himself back to the hilt in the incredibly tight and sexy reindeer. Rudolph began a slow, steady thrusting, grunting quietly every time his hips collided with Cupid's rounded tush. Cupid answered each thrust with a backward one of his own, also grunting quietly with each stroke as the slender cock stimulated his prostate, sending waves of pleasure over his entire body, pleasure that was enhanced and multiplied to an infinite degree by the incredible power that infused Rudolph's glowing cock.

Suddenly Rudolph's self-control gave out, and he gave a quiet, desperate moan of need before he started thrusting harder, bending over Cupid's back as his hips began to thump more solidly against Cupid's. Cupid, in turn, now felt he couldn't possibly be closer to heaven on earth, as he felt his balls churning with every slap of Rudolph's plump, swollen testicles against his own, readying their potent burst of cum that would soon be imminent.

As the force of Rudolph's thrusts grew steadily more powerful, Cupid realized, through the haze of pleasure beyond anything he'd experienced before, that the shower stall was now filled with the rosy glow of Rudolph's nose. A similar, answering radiance was coming from the place where the red-nosed reindeer's cock met Cupid's tight tush, and the power of that glowing penis was filling Cupid with sensations that weren't meant for mortals. It was almost like making love to a star.

?And a well-hung star at that,' thought Cupid to himself. Though Rudolph's member looked long and slender, Cupid realized that this was only because of its length, while the truth of the matter was that Rudolph's shiny cock was actually rather thick, as it spread the smaller buck open so nicely. These, as it turned out, were Cupid's last fully cognizant thoughts before Rudolph gave a loud bugling cry, and started to really and truly hump Cupid's butt like an animal possessed.

His face a mask of pleasured concentration as he looked down at his lover, Rudolph was thrusting with all his might, his whole world now filled with the red glow of his nose and penis. Loud, meaty thumps filled the room as Rudolph plundered Cupid's tailhole, pleasuring and giving pleasure without any more conscious thought than any stag in rut. Rudolph rested his chest against Cupid's back as he began to give short, almost brutal thrusts, feeling as though his whole life were centered around the pleasure coming from the places where he was joined to Cupid, especially his cock, which felt as though it were pouring out pure, undiluted pleasure, both into himself and into Cupid's body, with a flood of unrestrained power. He was vaguely aware of Cupid starting to orgasm, and of his own hand wrapping around his friend's penis to start pumping his cock while at the same time hunching his hips, in and out, out and in, with the rhythm of a piston in an engine. Before he knew it Cupid was coming again, and starting to struggle weakly as the mounting pleasure became too much for him. This only caused the instinct-driven red-nosed reindeer to grab Cupid's hips with both hands and start to plow into the smaller buck with even more vigor, Cupid's struggling adding a wonderfully pleasurable wriggle to his hips that sent Rudolph into an even higher state of erotic sensation.

Finally, after long minutes, Rudolph felt an intense building pressure inside his hips, and threw back his head with another loud bugle, this a cry of triumph as the stag successfully planted his seed. The red-nosed reindeer's balls churned as they pumped his thick, potent sperm in jet after jet of cum, quickly filling Cupid to capacity, making the cum start to run down the smaller buck's legs and balls in creamy rivulets.

As to Cupid, he had struggled as he felt himself going over an edge he had never reached before, his instinctive mind trying to resist something that might be dangerous. But he'd been in too much pleasure to do more than struggle weakly, his wriggling only serving to add that extra bit of sensation that drove Rudolph over the edge. And as Rudolph reached his climax, Cupid's entire world fell into a red haze of pleasure so complete, so perfect and all-encompassing, that Cupid lost all sense of the world around him. So caught up in the pleasure was Cupid, that when Rudolph's flood of cum slowed to a rush, and then to a trickle, he didn't even notice when the red-nosed reindeer's grip on his hips loosened and then released. His own strength gone, Cupid sunk to the floor of the shower, a wide, happy grin on his muzzle.

When Rudolph finally came to himself, he found himself standing in the shower, his erection quickly flagging and returning to his sheath as it dribbled the last dregs of his orgasm, while Cupid lay with his back to the wall, smiling in absolute contentment as the warm water fell around him.

"Cupid!" exclaimed Rudolph as he realized what had happened and what he'd done, bending down to grab his friends' shoulders. "Cupid, are you all right?"

Cupid managed to open one eye through a supreme act of will, gave Rudolph a quirky grin, raised one hand in a ?thumbs-up,' and then passed out, breathing deeply as he went into a deep and very peaceful sleep. Even in sleep, though, Cupid was still smiling broadly.

"I think you broke him," said a deep voice, making Rudolph's head turn to the side, a guilty look on his face.

"I ? I'm sorry," said Rudolph contritely, though in his afterglow, all other feelings were nevertheless somewhat muted. But he soon looked up again as Donder's hand rested reassuringly on his shoulder. Donder then turned and scooped Cupid into his strong arms as though the buck was as light as he seemed when he was flying. The big stag gave Cupid a quick once-over then looked back at Rudolph.

"He'll be all right," said Donder reassuringly as he stepped out of the shower. "You were just a bit much for him this first time. I expect he'll get used to it later on."

Rudolph was so relieved at hearing that Cupid was going to be all right, that he almost missed the part about ?later on,' a part which, he had to admit, interested him greatly.

"Whoa," said the voice of Prancer, looking at the spaced-out Cupid as Donder and Blitzen walked out of the shower area, bearing the dark-eyed buck off to their room so he could recover in peace. "Looks like you did quite a number on ol' browneyes there."

"Uh, yeah," said Rudolph with a blush, still half-standing in the entryway to the showering alcove, the curtain opened just enough for him to look out. He discovered that all five of the other tiny reindeer were standing there, looking at him. His nose couldn't help but light up again with his embarrassment, which, unknown to him, made him look even cuter. "I, uh, maybe got a little carried away."

"Hey," said a friendly female voice as another hand rested on his shoulder, "it's okay. It's pretty obvious he enjoyed it."

Rudolph looked up into the beautiful green eyes of Dancer, and blushed even more, with an accompanying increase in nose wattage, when he realized once again that she was naked, and he was naked, and he was starting to get another hardon despite himself. When Dasher walked up and put his hand on Rudolph's other shoulder, gently turning him back toward the locker room, Rudolph was very grateful for the excuse to leave everyone else's presence.

"C'mon people," said Dasher, businesslike as usual as he herded Dancer and Rudolph into the locker room. "You can get into your civilian clothes now. We've got a couple of hours before the party tonight, so use ?em wisely."

"I know just how I'm gonna use my couple of hours," said Vixen with a grin, giving Comet's black nipple a teasing pinch. Comet responded with a playful slap on the sexy doe's butt, before he took a possessive hold of her hips. She slipped out of his grasp, though, before he could do much else, grinning over her shoulder as she sashayed into the locker room. "If we get started now, hon," she said coyly, "we'll never get dressed."

"Yeah," grunted Comet as he followed after Vixen. "That'd be a real shame, wouldn't it?"

"Oh yeah," said Prancer, following close behind Comet. "'Cause then I wouldn't get to wear my new butt-huggers."

Comet laughed as he entered the locker room and pulled open the one with his name. Rudolph, meanwhile, found that the one with his own name (which had appeared magically shortly after he'd entered the room) was right next to Dancer and Dasher's lockers. Forcing himself to keep his eyes forward, he avoided looking at the beautiful green-eyed doe, or her tall and handsome male counterpart. Somehow clothes had found their way into the locker, clothes that Rudolph knew he'd never seen before, yet which seemed to fit him quite well. A simple t-shirt and cargo pants were all that the red-nosed reindeer needed, though he noticed with some embarrassment that there wasn't any underwear in the locker. Naturally Rudolph didn't need shoes any more than the other tiny reindeer, or the non-anthropomorphic ones outside.

Finishing dressing, Rudolph turned and looked at the other two reindeer. Dasher was dressed in blue slacks and a sweater, which made him look much like a preppy, or someone hanging out in the lodge after a day of skiing, while Dancer had on a pink skirt that went down just barely to her knees, and a neatly-pressed white blouse.

"C'mon," said Dancer, taking Rudolph by the arm and giving him a nod of her head. "Dasher and me want to spend a little time getting to know you."

Rudolph looked at Dancer, then at Dasher's face, which had a slight smile Rudolph thought was supposed to be reassuring. Then, with a shrug, he allowed himself to be led out of the locker room, even as he could hear the moans of Vixen as she did, in fact, fail to get dressed, and probably would for quite some time, judging from the look in Comet's eyes.