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*

"Dashing through the snow..."

Rob sighed quietly to himself and carried on with his assigned task, putting up Barbie dolls onto the shelf at the Santa's Grotto section of The Shopping Palace Department Store, an especially garish section of the tinsel-decorated shop. The monkey scowled in secret annoyance at the endless carols that were piped through the PA system non-stop. Sure it was the holiday season but...just how many walking snowmen, Santas, caroling quartets in bizarre faux Victorian outfits and mechanical laughing Christmas elves could you fit into a single mall? He saw them when he came to work, had to live with them all day, and then go back home through the same thing.

It didn't help that the oversized Christmas hat they made him wear was too hot on his head, and it felt itchy, too. The bob on the tip of the hat kept flicking over his face, too, and he had to brush it off with annoying frequency.

"HO HO HO, SHOPPERS, ALL SCENTED SANTA CANDLES NOW 40% OFF, ONLY TODAY! BUY THREE, PAY TWO! HO HO HO, MAKE A MERRY CHRISTMAS FOR YOU AND YOUR FAMILY AT THE SHOPPING PALACE!"

Rob grunted - it might be making a merry Christmas to some shoppers getting great bargains, but he had also learned that the store hired seasonal temps at a bargain basis too. His pay was miserable, but at least it was a job, and every buck he made was forward to his own shopping needs. He wasn't going spend any of that in this place, though, he thought dully, piling more Princess Jasmine Barbies onto the shelf where they stood in their pink glory.

Ugh.

"ROOOOB!"

The monkey swiveled around to see Cassie, a lioness who was a member of the regular staff, come towards him, bustling with baubles swinging from a Rudolph-themed vest she'd been made to wear that also had Christmas lights attached to it. The outrageous thing made Rob's eyes hurt, but he was not so secretly glad that he'd only been made to wear a slightly less embarrassing shirt and the hat.

"Whassup?" the monkey questioned casually.

"Hi!" the lioness purred, "do you have a sec?"

"Sure, what is it?" Rob asked.

"Well, we have a new fur starting today, and since you were here last year, too, I thought you could help show him the ropes?" the lioness smiled. "Just show him how to take in stuff from the storage and put it on shelves and maybe some pointers on general customer service, where everything is located? Brenda's gonna teach him to use the cash register tomorrow, but he can start on the floor today."

"Uh, sure," Rob replied, "can always use an extra pair of paws here!"

"Definitely," the lioness giggled, "we'd be so swamped without you guys!"

"It looks like it we're almost swamped even now, anyway," the monkey observed as they began to walk down the aisles, passing numerous shoppers busily browsing.

"They just keep coming, yeah," the lioness chuckled, "but that's good for us!"

"I guess..."

They walked to the back of the store and slipped through a staff door into the storage area where a...something...was standing, dressed in something knit and...and...

"Dale!" Cassie snapped.

The stranger turned around and Rob caught his first proper sight of him, a young reindeer of all furs, dressed in a red and green cardigan over a shirt, and with numerous baubles hanging from his antlers. The guy looked uncomfortable.

"No phones during work hours, I'm afraid," the lioness pointed at the smartphone in the reindeer's hand, which he quickly hid in a pocket.

"Okay."

"Dale, this is Rob," Cassie flicker her paw in the monkey's direction, "Rob's been helping us here for two Christmases now, and we've decided he can help you out grasping the basics of the job."

Dale looked at the guy. He couldn't have been older than...nineteen, maybe, judging by his demeanor that was simply...there was something awkwardly _cute_about him that told Rob that he definitely was young. Not like he was an old fart himself, but...yeah.

"Hi!" Rob offered his hand, and a smile he hoped to be a charming one, too.

"Wassup," the reindeer answered, not returning the handshake.

"Rob!" the lioness butted in, "how about you take your next batch of stuff from storage and show Dale how you do it, and then take it to the floor."

"Okay," Rob said, "Why don't we get going? The stuff is flying off the shelves so there's always a lot to put in there, too."

"Alright," the reindeer replied, aloof, "let's go."

Rob smiled again.

"Well I'm going to introduce you to your new friend, the barcode scanner," the monkey mused.

"Ooookay."

*

A couple of hours later Rob was ready for a coffee break, and he was feeling relatively happy about his work so far - having made the reindeer into an adequate pack mule of sorts, he'd managed to spend some time simply over seeing, which suited him just well. The reindeer might've been a bit phlegmatic to begin with, but at least he was willing to do some work, which wasn't all you could say about every temp trying their paws at the job.

"Alright, I think we can take a break now," Rob told the reindeer after they'd re-filled and organized the novelty mug section, "come on."

They weaved their way through the store floor and to the back area and into small social space. A few furs were sitting about, doing nothing, and Rob expected to follow suite.

"Let's get some coffee," he smiled as he turned around to face the reindeer trailing him, but found out that he was too late...Dale already had his phone out and was tapping it religiously, seemingly unaware of the world around him.

"Right," Rob muttered to himself.

*

"So whose idea was the dangling balls?" Rob asked on the next day, when the reindeer was back to shelving duty.

Dale shrugged and seemed less than happy about the prospect of discussing his ornaments.

"That lioness forced them on me, hahah," the reindeer replied in his cutely shy way that was quickly growing on Rob.

"Cassie?" Rob suggested, hands full of ladies' sweaters to be put on the rack.

"Uhmm...I guess?"

"Must've been her," Rob winked, "she gets these crazy ideas about Christmas, it seems. You should be glad we don't have a Santa's grotto here this year. Otherwise you'd be Rudolf, I bet!"

The reindeer grunted and shook his head, causing his baubles to swing amusingly.

"Don't mention it!" he groaned. "Just guess who had to play Rudolf every year at school?"

"I can guess," Rob winked, "but never mind, those balls look good on you!"

The reindeer gave him a WTF look, but seemed to shrug it off alright, and going back to putting in the little black dresses to their place on the rack.

"Thanks, I guess."

*

Rob's feet hurt.

He closed his locker and quickly twisted the key. He swung his bag over his shoulder and yawned again - these late shifts were really doing their number on him, it seemed that there was nothing else to his life except lectures, homework and wandering around the shop putting stuff to the shelves. He must've walked miles along the aisles today...he was pretty sure he had blisters...and he hadn't even dared to look at them yet.

It seemed that everyone else had left...the storage area was deserted as he made his way through the winding aisles among the ceiling-high stacks of merchandise shrink-wrapped on their pallets. It was a spooky place, he thought, a bit like that warehouse in the Indiana Jones movies. Rob chuckled at the ridiculous thought but hurried up his steps anyway.

*whistle*

Rob stopped on his way and turned to look towards the source of the shrill sound...but the aisle was empty.

"Hello?" Rob called out, his voice echoing in the cavernous room.

*whistle*

Another one, and Rob's tail jumped a little, but he took a couple of curious steps towards one high pile of pallets.

"Hello? Is someone here?" he questioned, peering behind the nearby pallet of scented candles. "Hello?"

He was pinned against the pallet before he had a chance to speak anything else, his arms were yanked behind his back, and something...something was put around them, with a strange, near-screeching noise that made his ears ache. His eyes popped open and massive as the turned around, trying to see whoever was attacking him, but it was difficult, with his face pressed against the pallet.

"HEYUHUUUUMPPH!"

Whoever it was, the fur had stopped taping his wrists behind his back and let him go, causing Rob to stagger backwards and against someone...he spun around and realized that he was face to face with...

"DALE!"

The reindeer looked different without his shop clothes...let alone the dangling balls, which were a noticeable lack, too, instead, he had a tall rack of undecorated antlers hovering over a head that contained a pair of stern eyes and a smirking, heavily breathing snout.

"DALE WHAT THE FUCK!"

The reindeer pressed one palm flat over Rob's chest, pressing him to the pallet again, while the other placed a forefinger onto the monkey's lips.

"Husss..."

Rob's heart raced and he felt scared shitless - how come the quiet college kid reindeer was behaving like this now? Was it all an act, and he was going to become the victim of some kind of a teenaged Jeffrey Dahmer? He shouldn't have turned around to investigate strange noises in an empty warehouse...

"HMUPHPHP!"

"Well hello, Rob..." the reindeer murmured, "going home?"

"HUHMPHPH?" Rob felt like he was going to the bathroom in pants soon if the reindeer didn't let him go.

"Did you think you were subtle, dude?" the reindeer sneered, "do you think I didn't see you check me out?"

"UGUUUUUHUHMPHP!"

Of course Rob had checked him out...the reindeer was cute in a lot of ways, including his apparent awkwardness and the way how he seemed to take everything in a stride, even embarrassing headgear...but now he was acting completely out of character, practically...was this monkey-napping? He had a feeling this could go...he might end up on the ten o'clock news. Or Huffington Post or something...

"Of course I did, I'm not blind," the reindeer chuckled, "took me about five minutes to notice..."

"UHUUHHMPPHPH!"

"You don't say..."

"UHHUUMPMPH!"

"I'm not gonna rape you," Dale said with a hollow chuckle, just as he pulled his fingers away from Rob's maw.

"AUGUGUGguuuuhwhatareyuodoing?" Rob moaned.

The reindeer's hand on his chest didn't budge. It kept him sandwiched between the tall fur and the rustling plastic behind him. He was still scared shitless, but...at least it helped a bit to heard it said...

"Well I just happened to find this...hmm...this..." the reindeer kicked the ground, and to Rob's surprised, pulled something along the floor...one of those tape dispenser sort of things that they used for putting that brown packing tape onto stuff..."and thought it'd be cool..."

"COOL!" Rob grunted. "Do you think it's cool that I'm walking down this room and then you...you...TIE ME UP?!"

He struggled a little but found it just about as useless as before...the tape around his arms and the reindeer's surprisingly strong hand over his chest...

"Yeah, I think so..." Dale replied, "I've got a thing about bondage..."

"WELL - " Rob yelped, but then fell silent...stared at the reindeer...from hooves to the tips of his antlers, and then back up and down...before fixing his gaze onto his eyes, the same ones glaring down at him...he was so much taller.

"Well..." Rob swallowed.

"Well?" the reindeer demanded.

"Well..." Rob snorted, "...you could have asked..."

Dale chuckled, and shook his head quickly.

"I don't like rules," the reindeer said.

"It's just polite..." Rob mumbled.

The reindeer tapped his chest.

"So do you want to fool around or not?" Dale questioned. "Or do I have to say please too?"

Rob couldn't deny that the reindeer's assertive behavior was turning him on seriously...mixed up with the adrenaline from the scare he received earlier, it was really an odd feeling...almost the biggest turn-on he had ever experienced...and the reindeer certainly seemed keen to go forward with his plans...whatever and how kinky they were...

"Uhhh...you could say...my place or yours?" Rob suggested with a smirk.

"No way I'm waiting that long," the reindeer harrumphed.

"Ummm...okay?"

*

Rob always took the bus to work so he wasn't really familiar with the details of staff parking at the mall, but he found himself walked through a strange new path that ended up with him being shoved onto the backseat of a small car. At least the reindeer had the courtesy of putting on his seatbelt.

"What if someone sees you driving around with a guy on your backseat with his paws tied up?" Rob asked half-seriously.

"I don't like worrying about things either," the reindeer answered before slipping to the car.

Rob could hear the reindeer's antlers scrape against the ceiling of the car, and he thought it was remarkable he could fit himself there at all, like that.

"Right," Rob said, "So where are we going?"

"I know a place."

"A place?" Rob asked. "Your dorm?"

"Got a roommate, not gonna happen," the reindeer replied.

"Oh...so where?"

"I told you, it's near."

"You didn't tell me anything!"

"Well now you know it's near," Dale replied. "Do you like bondage?"

Rob couldn't deny that his pants were still almost uncomfortably tight, what's with the reindeer's dommy behavior and the sheer unexpectedness of this opportunity...but he was still a bit nervous...he'd met some rough guys alright, but this was a wholly different...kind of going at it, he thought, and it was both nervous and ...and so damn exciting.

"I've...played around a bit," Rob confessed, "Never did it with tape, though..."

"It's pretty cool," the reindeer spoke, sounding just about like he usually did, which was kinda creepy...that kinda distant tone...talking about kinky sex in the same voice he used for talking about singing Santa dolls being on special offer.

"You do a lot of it then?"

"Been looking for a master," the reindeer said casually.

"Uhmm..." Rob coughed," I'm kind of a bottom..."

"Didn't mean you, dude," Dale replied, I'm a switch..."

"Well at least you know your terminology..." Rob mumbled.

"Shut up, whore!"

"Okay..."

"I like verbal abuse, and CBT."

"Alright...cunt?"

"Shaddap, sub butt whore!"

Rob couldn't help but notice that it didn't sound quite...natural, but he'd give it to the guy. He was younger than him, after all, he was just learning the ropes yet.

"Okay, sir."

"Good puppy."

"Puppy?"

"Shut up!"

Rob decided to remain quiet for the rest of the trip, which took them away from the mall and onto a dreaded side road...in fifteen minutes or so, they suddenly came to halt in the parking lot of an empty-looking industrial estate.

"Are we there now?" Rob asked.

"Shut the fuck up, whore!"

"Okay..."

The reindeer climbed out of the car and rounded it, to open the side door. Rob looked at him expectantly, but all he got was a huff of hot air when the reindeer leaned over him to snap open his seatbelt.

"So what are we - "

"Hush!"

Dale yanked on his legs so that they flopped out of the car and he was sitting sideways on the car seat, hands still tied behind his back and looking up to the smirking deer.

"You're gonna suck my big stinking dick," the reindeer huffed, his hands groping for his fly, "you like that, don't you, cum slut?"

"I've been known to indulge..." Rob breathed.

The reindeer was wearing some baggy jeans, and they fell heavily around his ankles once he released his belt. He had on some expensive-looking...orange...underwear that he soon slipped down so that a pointed, long dick flopped out...as well as some fuzzy balls the elastic seemed to tug into an even more...ballsy shape.

"Wow..." Rom mumbled at the sight of the pink lance.

Dale gave himself a few spectacular strokes, enough to squeeze a few drops of musky fluid out of his tip so that it glistened ominously by the time he stepped forward and rubbed his shaft over the surprised monkey's burning face. Being marked like that was a definite turn-on for the monkey, already painfully hard in his own pants, no matter the uncomfortable ride and the reindeer's clumsy manners in this whole domination business. He was doing a good job turning Rob into a very slutty primate...

"Hmmm...got a hard packet for you, dude..." the reindeer slurred, "gonna shove it down your chimney..."

Rob wanted to make a comment about the surprisingly seasonal dirty talk the reindeer spouted, but getting five musky inches of dick suddenly shoved into his mouth made it quite impossible to speak. His tongue grooved quickly to taste as much as he could, even as the huffing male grabbed his head and thrust his hips forward to drive even more dick into the warm receptacle.

"HUHMPH!"

"Taste my jingle balls, biyatch!"

The reindeer sure didn't hold anything back, suddenly he was literally balls deep, and Rob was gagging around the slim but very deep-reaching dick that had gone straight into his gullet. He felt himself struggling against his bindings and coughed and spluttered a few times before the reindeer thankfully pulled back a little, palms over his cheeks while he adjusted himself and pushed in again...the monkey groaning helplessly and trying to breathe steadily through his nose all the while the reindeer's cock threatened to plug his airway for good.

"Hmmmhmhhh...hot..." the reindeer declared once he'd finally pulled out so that he was only barely gagging the monkey...his cock resting heavily over Rob's slobbery tongue and oozing musk, "bet you do this a lot..."

Rob didn't even try to mumble anything around the thick sausage lodged in his mouth, instead, he just tried moving his head back and forth a few times, to show that he was liking what he got.

"Oh what a dirty slut...I love hot twinks, dude...I love hot jocks...I love big hot daddies..." the reindeer's monologue only seemed to intensify now that he was getting some free head service to go with it, "and I love hot dicksuckers..."

His mouth was bulging with the suctioning motions he was putting onto the dick trying to make its home in there, so fleshy and...well, it wasn't a stallion dick, but the reindeer had more attitude than Rob's three past jock johns combined...maybe even four...though that hot footballer Pit Bull had been quite...enthusiastic about everything, including feeding the monkey a thick, slobbery load...or two...

"...ohhyeah...work that slutmuzzle on my big dick...you like my dick? You like it?"

The reindeer thrust deeper again and almost caused him to gag, but Rob managed to put some of his not so secret skills into action. He was actually pretty proud of it all told, even if possessing such skills might cause a certain kind of a brand to fall upon the monkey. If it kept them coming back for more...he could spend his nights without any nagging feelings of guilt.

"Oh I can tell you like it...that slutty look...you like worshipping my dick don't you? Like some hot cock in your mouth? Like being treated like the slut you are? You like it? Slut like it? Like it? Huh?"

"UHMhmhmmhMHMHP!"

Dale pulled out of him and stepped backwards, leaving Rob to heave gulps of air into his lungs, and to swallow a mouthful of pungent pre-fluids. He sighed out loudly and was pretty sure he had reindeer stuff coming out of his nose by now, too. It was on his cheeks and chin already.

"Time for a good hard buttfuck, dude," the reindeer grunted. "Let's do it fucking right now!"

"Here?" Rob mumbled.

The reindeer sneered.

"Never been fucked in a car? I thought you were a slut."

"Well..."

"Get up!"

Rob was grabbed and pulled to his feet, and then walked over and roughly pushed over the hood of the car. His chin clicked against cold metal, and it was starting to feel pretty cold against his belly, too, pressed onto the hood.

"It's cold..." Rob muttered.

"Don't worry, fucking makes you warm," the reindeer replied dirtily as he stepped behind the monkey and began to tug on his pants.

"Careful!"

The reindeer spanked him for like a minute for that, and Rob, clenching his teeth, decided to stay quiet while his butt cheeks turned rosy under the slapping. He was called so many names that he lost the count...as well as with the slaps and smacks, too, resulting in him just lying there without complaining by the time Dale was done and actually managed to get his pants down.

"OughhhhhhCOLD!" Rob yelped when some decisively warmth-loving parts of his body were suddenly exposed to the cold metal of the car hood.

"Oh shaddap, this guy once liked playing with ice cubes, it was really hot," the reindeer noted while rubbing Rob's stinging butt cheeks with rough fingers, "consider this a free bonus for your balls..."

"They're frozen..." Rob rumbled meekly.

"Well I'll unfreeze them with my cock," the reindeer chuckled and poked fingers under Rob's tail.

"Oww..."

"You've got a tight butt...maybe you don't give it out as often as I thought you would..." the reindeer observed rudely while poking at Rob's muscled button, "...bet it's gonna suck me right in...hmm..."

Rob's ears heated up at the sound of spitting noises, soon followed by hot, wet fingers under his tail and pressing on him...

"Don't you have lube?" Rob muttered.

"Lube is for sissies," Dale replied before audibly spitting again.

"Where'd you heard that?" Rob groaned as the wet fingers tried to worm their way into his ass.

The reindeer silenced him with a quick tug on his tail and that was that.

"Here we go, buttslut!"

Rob had enough presence of mind left to try to relax himself when the pointy tip made a sharp push against his ring and somehow managed to negotiate itself through into his asshole, despite the twinge of pain the barely lubed maneuver was prone to cause to him. He kept himself as relaxed as he could, but still...the reindeer wasn't gentle...thankfully he wasn't THAT thick...Rob felt mild pride for the fact that he could stretch to much greater dimensions than what the reindeer was packing, but he was kinda glad for it, now that the reindeer was proven to be such a roughneck.

"Hummmmm...nice and tight..."

How else could it be, Rob thought, with almost no preparation and no proper lube? Only the reindeer's slim stature made it bearable...that deep poking in his guts when that tip reached deep...and then went a bit deeper. It felt like it was straightening up a bend in his colon or something with his latest thrust...complete with a grunt and a slap of balls on balls.

"Ohhhmyeah...your tail's hot..." the reindeer declared before grabbing the said tail and yanking it.

"Owww..."

"Hot little little monkey butt..."

Rob wasn't sure how he was going to face the reindeer at work again, now that the memory of being bent over the guy's car while getting ass-fucked was being etched into him with each pistoning thrust up his tailhole. The dirty talk flowed much like the continuing humping into his spanked rear. There was no concern for him, it seemed, he just wanted to get off and using the horny monkey as his accomplice. He seemed to have trouble keeping up a rhythm, something that told the experienced bottom that was Rob that maybe the reindeer wasn't quite as much of a stud as he was claiming to be...the pounding was rough and enthusiastic, but it lacked the mechanical perfection of some more weathered individuals Rob had encountered. It was...kinda hot...

Conflicting or not, and ball-freezing or not, soon Rob was sweating, and the dirty reindeer was getting louder...not as much talking but just grunting like he meant business with it, and the thrusts came faster...with even less control, breeding Rob's poor pucker until the monkey was soon he was going to end up bow-tailed as much as bow-legged...but then the reindeer began to sound like a steam engine, and the deep, hot thrusts reached a crescendo of buggery that left Rob moaning and the reindeer spouting unprintable words for a few moments before he abruptly pulled out and splashed the rest of his runny cum all over Rob's ass cheeks and crack.

"Thehehere..."

Rob felt like a beached whale, lying there, cum dripping from his furry ass while a very cross-looking reindeer studied the sight of him.

"Ho ho hou...ho!" Dale chuckled.