{"sf1_id":69436,"sf2_id":"7ejXy52n","title":"Christmas Gifts","author":"Exulen","words":959,"posted_at":"2008-12-08T22:37:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Domination/Submission","Gay Relationships","M/M","Squirrel","Verse","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/69436-christmas-gifts","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/7ejXy52n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/0b/0d/0b0d2b52-43ff-42d6-84c8-51abafdfd0bc","description":"","content":"He had lain hidden inside a package,  \nTucked beneath their light-sprinkled tree.  \nSleeping even through rose red dawning  \nOf their third Christmas yet, wishing for him.  \nThe other him was sleeping sadly in,  \nCried himself to sleep the previous night.  \nThe lover he had always slept next to  \nVentured not to him past freezing sunset.  \n  \nThe squirrely features his body adorned  \nWould keep him warm that's true, he wanted still  \nHis wolven lover's embrace that night.  \nUncomfortably he slept, fur in knots,  \nBut they were not like the knot he wanted.  \nAs he slowly rose from their creaky bed  \nHe remembered the distance of Kyle,  \nOnce thought of as work-o-holic break down  \nWas now the fear of a newer lover.  \n  \nWith but a visit to the bathroom once,  \nAnd tears streaming from his eyes to his chin,  \nA broken stride to the living room came.  \nFamiliarly he stepped past couch and chair  \nTo the corner that held the Christmas tree.  \nHe did not notice his lover's big gift  \nThat was tucked beneath their tree late last night.  \nSo tear-filled were his eyes, he stubbed his toe  \nBefore he let them loose to see the gift.  \n'From: Kyle To: Rob, I'll always love you.'  \nWas written in fancy, swirling letters.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He held his breath as he removed the lid,  \nOnly to gasp at what was seen in it.  \nT'was Rob, curled up akin to a kitten,  \nPillow under head and lightly snoring.  \nRob then scratched behind Kyle's blue-grey ear,  \nWith canyon-wide yawn and then some murring  \nKyle then woke and rolled for belly rub.  \nEven though noticing they both were nude,  \nRob could not help but speak what he had felt.  \n  \n\"I thought that you had left me all alone  \nFor our third Christmas, I wish I had known.  \nI feared you had left me for another....\"  \n  \n\"I'd never, by love you are my brother.\"  \nKyle said, and then he kissed his lover.  \n\"This Christmas I give myself to you, love,  \nFor you to hump, and thrust and even shove.\"  \n  \n\"I'd not dare deprive you of your preference,  \nI know your love of fucking my ass. Hence  \nI say'th no.\"  \n  \n\"Let me walk in your shoes  \nTo know what it's like when in me you'll ooze,  \nAlso for you to know just how I feel when  \nI pounded away at your backside's den.\"  \nCrawling from the box, he lifted his tail.  \n  \n\"Why would you offer me your dominance?  \nEither you love me or you're really dense.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Kyle chuckled, then his lover pushed in.  \nHe was glad that he had loosened last night,  \nThere probably was a stain in the box.  \nHis red squirrel lover was riding him hard,  \nApparently he was addicted too.  \nThoughts of if he was as tight as his squirrel  \nWere driven out by the waves of pleasure.  \nEvery thrust he felt made him groan in heat  \nAnd his claws were scratching the floor deeply,  \nHe became addicted to being fucked.  \nThe slapping of his lover's balls against  \nHis ass, his mind could not separate from  \nThe old memories of visa-versa,  \nAt least in sound if not in nothing else.  \n  \nKyle's ass was as tight as a virgin,  \nFurther telling him he had not cheated;  \nNot in this position that was his gift.  \nHe leaned in as the wolf had done to him  \nAnd stifled a moan with a mating bite.  \nRob's arms reached round to paw off his lover  \nWhile continuously splitting his ass.  \nWithout having a knot he could not tie  \nBut he thought it gave him an advantage,  \nHe could fuck Kyle with a longer cock  \nThan Kyle could with cock shortened by knot.  \nHe would love forever fucking Kyle;  \nFor even as his ass was milking him  \nKyle impaled himself by pushing back.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The wolven tail tried meagerly to wag  \nAlthough being squished between two bodies.  \nKyle's ears fell back as Rob nibbled them,  \nAnd his maw moaned at his prostate massage;  \nKyle almost wished to transpose his knot  \nThat Rob would know the feeling of tying  \nBut he feared tying would damage his ass.  \nRob felt Kyle's ass clamp down in pleasure,  \nOnly seconds away from cumming hard,  \nHe gyrated his hips faster so that  \nThey might cum at the same exact moment.  \nKyle came first, splattering his load on  \nThe squirrel paw that was caressing his cock.  \nRob could not endure, so he followed suit.  \n  \nBoth panted as they lay on hardwood floor,  \nNeither wishing for the moment to end.  \nBut Kyle had another gift to give,  \nOne more special than his dominance was.  \n  \n\"Take but a look at our tree-top, my sweet,  \nIf lucky then maybe you'll find a treat.\"  \n  \nCurious as to what Kyle had said,  \nHe reluctantly pulled out of Kyle  \nAnd meandered his way o'er to the tree.  \nNothing was spotted instantly to him,  \nSo he walked around the tree 'til he saw  \nA felt box no bigger than a cookie.  \nWith trembling he extended his arm  \nAnd feebly grasped his fingers round the box.  \nThe tremors grew worse as he opened it.  \nThe gold ring was elegantly crafted  \nAnd studded with his birthstone, sapphire.  \nHe swiveled fast to see his wolf-lover  \nAnd gasped as he saw his lover kneeling.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"For this Christmas I never wished for snow,  \nMy love for you, I wanted you to know;  \nI want you to know the right word to dole  \nThat would forever bind us, soul to soul.\"  \n  \n  \nAfter re-reading the night before Christmas and brushing up on my Shakespeare, I thought this might make a nice Christmas submission.  \nall comments are welcome, and if you need help understanding any of it just post the lines in a comment and I'll translate it into normal speak.  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}