Christmas Cheer

Christmas Cheer
By: Jason Leisemann and Chakat Fire

Codes: M/M Sex, Crossdressing, Anal

Disclaimers: While the characters aren’t ours, they are public domain (doe-main? *ducks bricks*). The story, however, is all ours. ^_^

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Rudolph waited rather impatiently to be let out of his harness after another Christmas Eve. He was always the first one in, last one out… and it was really pretty frustrating, especially when you considered his position. Santa always insisted that they make the runs in their animal forms, which meant they were naked the whole trip.

Rudolph spent one night a year with some of the most gorgeous specimens of reindeer on the earth, naked, right behind him, and never got anything but the thought of what it must look like. Even when he tried to turn around, he couldn’t see the one he really wanted to.

Okay, so maybe he was a bit of a voyeur. That happens when you spend most of your life unable to get a date if you wanted one.

At least now he didn’t have to worry too much about that. Between his role as ‘lead dog’ on Santa’s sleigh, and the rumors spread by the members of the team who had a *very* good visual of what he had to offer, he could probably have gotten a different date every night of the year.

Well, with the obvious exception.

But that wasn’t what he wanted. Maybe it was aiming high, especially for a freak like him… but he only had eyes for one of them.

Dancer; the most gorgeous one of them all. Just thinking about her… okay, maybe best not to do that until he was dressed again. Fortunately, Santa came by and unharnessed him, finally. With a hopeful glance, he was disappointed yet again to find that the others were already back in their anthro-forms, and dressed. He followed suit himself, changing back and grabbing a glass of eggnog from the tray the elves had brought out for them.

As the other reindeer came by, several of them gave him flirty glances or more. Comet grinned, putting her three fingered hoof-tipped hand on his arm. \"Great job this year Rudy! Stop by my stable later, maybe we\'ll celebrate,\" she winked, adding a Merry Christmas and heading off with a definite sway in her hips.

Cupid was next out of the lot, giving him a brazen nuzzling and trying not so secretly to get him under some mistletoe. He did give her a polite peck on the cheek, but tried to remove himself before it got to anything more. At least Blitzen hadn’t – oh shit.

Blitzen, giggling madly, wrapped her arms around Rudy and the trapped Cupid, tickling them both mercilessly.

\"Merry Christmas lovebugs!\" Fortunately, Cupid seemed to be distracted by the easier target, and Rudy managed to get away with pretending he didn’t hear the twin offers to join in a threesome.

He must be crazy. Any time before he’d met Dancer, he’d have taken that offer up in a heartbeat.

Dancer had been there all the while, watching with amused interest and talking with the others. She didn\'t throw herself at him, or any of the others, like some of the girls did, the most flirtatious of which had already gotten to pore Rudy. The rest mingled and chatted amiably, happy to have finished another Christmas Eve. Finishing his drink… and then another… Rudy decided it was time to make a move. After all… he’d been around long enough, now, that he wasn’t *entirely* likely to get shot down for being the new guy.

Working his way over towards the others, the reindeer wondered if he should have waited until he’d had a third glass….

Dancer seemed ready to meet him, waiting for him to come to her. She always seemed like that…. Not once could he remember her hitting on him or the others.

Almost there, he was stopped by a broad hand and a deep voice. \"Good job, Rudy!\" Vixen chuckled, giving Rudy another gruff pat and launching into a conversation about the latest reindeer game he had played in. Y’know… there was a time when the red-nosed reindeer would’ve killed for this attention. Guess it’s true; sometimes the wanting is better than the having.

“Hey, Vixen,” he chuckled, listening to his story. Finally, he managed to suggest that, just maybe, Cupid and Blitzen wouldn’t mind a different party for their third, and a hearty laugh echoed as the only other male on the team headed off to take Rudy’s refused place.

Dancer giggled a little and watched, sitting down on a hay bail and sipping some eggnog. Her eyes danced merrily as they watched Rudy, her lips pursed in a very amused, feminine smirk. He gradually made his way over to her, trying his best not to lose his nerve.

“H-hi,” he stammered a bit, kicking himself mentally. “How’s it going?”

Dancer smiled brightly, her eyes still dancing playfully. \"Wonderful, how ‘bout you? Great job tonight, hit some tough fog over Holland, Quebec too ah think.\" She patted the hay bale next to her, and he sat down gratefully.

“Well, I’ve got to earn my keep somehow,” he chuckled a bit. “I mean… not like you guys needed a ninth runner before.”

\"Well, no…. We never really did…. But hey, things change, and they often change for the better. I for one, am glad to have you on the team. The others are too, have been since that first year you saved Christmas, Rudy.\" She smiled softly, quite sincere as he blushed beneath tawny brown fur.

“Thanks,” he smiled. “Uhm… Dancer? You ever think that… uhm… maybe we could… try going out some time?”

She smiled and nodded softly, her own tawny brown fur shining under the Christmas lights. \"I would like that, Rudy…. You\'re really cute, \'n I\'ve liked you for a while… Vixen\'s nice and all, but he\'s such a… a… jock.\" She blinked, and then chuckled as Rudy tried to keep from staring in disbelief.

“Y-you would?”

She nodded happily. \"Mhm,\" she smiled, her pretty features looking amused, as if wondering why that was so hard to believe. Rudy, on the other hand, was wondering why he hadn’t thought beyond this point.

This is why he usually didn’t go for more than one glass of the eggnog.

\"It\'s okay, Rudy. Here, have another \'nog.\" She smiled, getting up and retrieving another glass of the drink for him. Her eyes dancing as they seemed to always be.

“Uhm, thanks,” he said, taking the drink. Normally he wouldn’t have, but for her… hell, he probably would’ve taken a bottle of the Claus’ private stock if she’d offered it. Sipping at the drink, he tried to think of something else to say.

\"You\'re welcome.\" Dancer smiled, standing and straightening her dress, a rather fes seq sequined red dress with an opened back and cris-crossed straps that went up around her neck and down to the front, holding in her modest, but certainly appealing cage.age.

\"Would you like to dance,\" she asked with a pretty smile, gesturing out to the floor, filled with dancing elves, reindeer, and even the big man himself, one of the more lively seasonal tunes playing right now… but a slower one would be on soon enough.

“Don’t really know how,” he admitted, blushing and ducking his head.

She held out her hand, smiling softly. \"I\'ll show you. Come on Rudy!\"

“Okay,” he said dubiously, taking her hand and following her out as the tune changed to a slow, oddly romantic piece that the elves in the bandstand called ‘Jingle Bell Jazz.’

Dancer smiled and her expression changed to a soft, playful one. Taking Rudy\'s hands, she put one around her waist and held the other. \"You have to be able to slow dance now, Rudy! Just lead me, shuffly in little circles and hold me close. That\'s all.\"

“O-okay,” he nodded a bit, trying to lead clumsily, though not *completely* ineptly. At least she could tell he was trying.

She smiled, resting her chin on his shoulder softly, letting him hold her how he felt best. \"That\'s it. Just move and I\'ll follow,\" she murmured up into his ear as they slowly danced about the floor.

The two of them danced through that song, then another, with Rudy slowly becoming more confident, although not too much better – fortunately, one advantage of hooves was that it was rather hard to step on them.

As the second song ended, Dance smiled, holding Rudy close. He could feel her every curve against him. Together their bodies and fur were warm and moist from sweat from dancing so close. \"That\'s good Rudy. Want me to lead for the next one,\" she asked with a little grin.

“S-sure,” he nodded, smiling a bit, though clearly distracted. No points for guessing what by.

She held back a giggle, wondering if he would be so… distracted by her later on. Ah well. \"Okay.\" The next song started, luckily another slow song, maybe a little faster than the last two.

Dancer held Rudy much the same was she herself had been held… but closer, if it was possible, spinning slowly around the dance floor, her hooves leading with slow assuredness, waiting long enough for Rudy to follow. He did his best, the two of them dancing through another two songs before it picked up more than he could keep up with.

“Sorry,” he said, blng ang as they worked their way over to the counter.

She grinned, almost from ear-to-ear. \"It\'s okay! You were great,\" she smiled, getting them both another drink. \"Whooh. Who made dance floors so darn hot?\" She chuckled, looking at Rudy as she leaned against the counter. Her merry eyes were filled with something besidesrklerkle now, watching the red-nosed reindeer\'s ever move with an almost sultry gaze.

“Uhm… any idea what next,” he asked, blushing again. “Never really done anything like this before…. And something tells me that what I’ve picked up from watching the otherssn’tsn’t much apply,” he chuckled nervously.

She chuckled and nodded, setting down her drained glass and offering him her arm. \"Well… why don\'t we go for a little walk? Get out of this darn hot barn. And don\'t worry, you\'re doing wonderfully.\" She smiled and lay her cheek on his shoulder for a moment. Impulsively, he reached around to stroke her back gently, not wanting to break the spell.

She smiled, closing her eyes and resting like that for several moments, her silky furred and well curved back twitching under his attention, which made her giggle a little.

Finally though, she did break the spell. \"Would you like to come to my stable,\" she asked softly, her voice soft and chipper as always, but filled with a little thoughtful thi this time.

“Su – what?” He backed up for a moment, his eyes almost popping out in surprise. “Uhm – I m– of– of course!”

She smiled and gave his arm a squeeze with her own. \"Come on then,\" she smiled sweetly, her little white tail giving a few pleased flicks. Rudy’s mind was running about three steps behind his body as he followed her, not quite able to believe this was really happening to him!

They reached Dancer\'s stable, a rather nice looking hut, done up with very pretty, feminine curtains and the like, at least from what he could see outside. She stepped to the door, opening the simple but effective latch (who had need of a lock in Santa\'s village). Looking back she smiled… shyly? Was this the same Dancer?

\"Coming,\" she asked in a soft, sweet voice, full of promise. Rudy nodded shyly, stepping in and closing the door behind him. Impulsively, he reached out to rub her back again, wrapping the other arm around her when she didn’t pull back, hugging her close.

She smiled, resting her chin on his shoulder, murmuring sweetlyher her hand rubbed his back in return, hugging him back just as closely.

Breaking the hug just a little, she looked into his eyes and then up at the ceiling, grinning impishly. He looked up instinctively, blushihen hen he noticed the mistletoe.

“Guess we both know the tradition here, huh?” He blushed a bit, licking his lips nervously.

She grinned and nodded, pressing hers together to wet them as well. Slowly, gently, she reached one hand up from his back to cradle his head, tilting her muzzle to duck under his nose pad, her lips mere millimeters from his. His mind was running a mile a minute; this was all going so fast! Still, he forced himself to lean forward the rest of the short distance, their lips pressing together for his first real kiss.

She murmured into his mouth, kissing him softly, letting their lips part with a little wet smack before it went \'too\' far, her cheeks just a little flushed under her fur.

“Wow,” he mred red softly, blinking in surprise.

She blushed a little more, grinning widely. \"You said it,\" she said huskily.

“M-may I….” Apparently, whatever he was asking was answered for him by somebody else, as he leaned forward and claimed another kiss, a little more sure of himself this time.

She murmured into the kiss and mumbled her approval, rubbing the small of his back and holding him against her as they kissed, a little deeper this time, brushing lips sensually. Eventually, they stopped for breath, both their scents clearly becoming aroused.

“D-Dancer,” Rudy said, blushing almost as bright as his nose was, “i-if this goes where I think it will… I… I’ve never….”

Dancer nodded softly. \"It\'s okay… wouldn\'t be very many for myself really….\" She smiled gently, taking his hands and leading him back into her sleeping area, turning down the lights to a dim, sultry level that left a lot to the imagination in the shadows.

Turning, she wrapped her arms around him, kissing him deeply again. He returned the kiss as well as he could, his arms roaming her back fre sub subconsciously searching for the clasps of her dress.

“So beautiful,” he murmured softly.

She murmured back, blushing a bit as she felt his hand find the clasps.

\"So handsome,\" she replied softly, her hands untucking his shirt and starting to pull it up as the straps of her dress fell away, and his broad fingers roamed freely through her fur.

She cooed softly, pulling his shirt over his head, ruptrupting his roaming fingers for but a moment. She blushed a little as her sequined dress fell away, letting her small, but pert breasts free against his equally naked chest. He rumbled softly, reaching around to her belly, rubbing up it… slowly shifting his fingers up to cup her breasts lightly, tentatively.

She let out a happy, murmuring coo, arching her head back, her hands going down his sides, rubbing his hips as they came around to unzip his pants. He fingered her tiny breasts gently, feeling his maleness stiffening in his pants as he blushed, and realized that once his pants were off, he’d be completely naked in front of the most gorgeous doe in the North Pole.

She blushed a little too, locking lips with him in another searing kiss, gently, slowly pulling down his pants, letting his maleness free… a glorious sight indeed.
She rumbled and kissed him again, adding a little tongue this time, slowly as not to scare him. He seemed to be running on instinct though, returning the attention as his fingers worked back down her body, towards the lower part of her dress, still wrapped around her hips.

Gently, she wraped her fingers around her wrists, lickign his lips as she opened her eyes to look into her eyes with a sultry smile. \"Ah ah.\" She said in soft coos.

Turning with a wink, she put her legs together and slowly began to pull the dress down, leaving only her panties on as she flicked it off with a grin over her shoulder.

\"Rudy,\" she murmured, still grinning over her shoulder. \"Will you do something special for me?\" She seemed hesitant… even guilty as she worked up to her question. \"Will you take me under my tail tonight?”

“I-if you want,” he nodded, kissing her gently as he walked up behind her, his member hard as a rock, his mind still somewhat stunned that this was happening.

She smiled, rubbing her pantied rump into his crotch, reaching back to caress the back of his head, kissing him again sweetly. With a little blush, she pulled down her panties a little, crawling up onto the bed and letting him have a good view of her well rounded behind, panties halfway down it, showing her soft pink tailhole. She grinned knowingly at his expression. \"Wanted to see that for a while, huh,\" she murmured.

“And a great deal more,” he murmured, climbing up on top of her, kissing her neck gently. “I love you, Dancer.”

She murmured, blushing deeply. \"I hope you still do in the morning,\" she said softly, almost apologetically, then brightened, reaching back and stroking Rudy\'s thin, long shaft, shivering as she did. \"And I you,\" she murmured in disregard to her first comment, looking back at him softly. \"My… you\'re so hot and slick…. Please, take me, Rudy, I\'m ready.\"

“You sure,” he asked softly, moaning as he pressed the tip of his shaft against her tight pucker. “Don’t want to hurt you….”

She nodded softly, licking his muzzle which she caressed her hand. \"Yes… very…. Just go slow at first, okay?\" She smiled sweetly, shivering and fighting the urge to thrust back and impale herself on his shaft. He nodded, pressing forward timidly, groaning as her tight, hot body accepted his long, slender shaft.

She groaned back as well, for a silly moment, he wondered if she was singing it sounded so pretty. She panted, her heart in her throat, taking his hands and putting them on her breasts. \"Ohh… Rudy….\" He kneaded her breasts instinctively, pushing into her and pulling back out, speeding up a little as he fought against the urge to just rut her as hard and fast as he could… hurting her aside, he wanted this to last.

She groaned and gasped, rocking back against him, wanting it to last too. She squeezed down around him, loosening up some when she felt him getting too close, drawing their lovemaking out as long as she could. Eventually though, it had to come to an end.

Or, at the very least, they had to cum.

With a noisy, wild bugling noise, Rudy thrust as deeply as possible into his lover, spilling his seed into her bowels, his cock twitching inside of her.

She cried out, and he felt a warm splash of her juices hit his thighs. She keened and cried out again, her insides twitching around his shaft, drawing his long shaft deeper inside herself. He could have sworn that he came again, spilling the rest of his seed into her body before he collapsed against her, rolling off to the side, panting hard as he rubbed her belly.

She pressed her back against his side and front, and rubbed his arms lovingly, panting hard still. \"Oh… Rudy…. So good… thank you,\" she panted. He rumbled softly, still beyond words as his hand trailed lower, towards her panties.

“Love you,” he managed to say, just before his fingers found something he wasn’t at all expecting there.

A cock. Slender, hard, long enough to stick out of ‘her’ panties, and still wet with ‘her’ cum.

‘She’ shivered a little as he touched the sensitive length, biting her lip to cut off a groan, and in sudden dread. What would he do, what would he say? Would he be mad now that he knew the truth??

\"Rudy! I….\" \'She\' swallowed.

“How,” he asked softly, still stunned behind her.

‘She’ put her hand over his, trying to gently persuade it away from ‘her’ maleness. \"I was born a boy,\" she said softly, almost apologetically, the later tone growing as she went on. \"Around puberty I started not wanting to be a boy, so I dressed like a girl, walked like one, talked like one… took hormones since I was a young teen. The psychiatrist proscribed them to me because I was so rooted in thinking like a girl… I didn\'t want to get a surgery though. I didn\'t hate my body… I just wanted to be a girl. I made it this far with out anyone knowing…. Oh Rudy… please, *please* don\'t hate me! I didn\'t mean to lead you on… just… so much chemistry, I didn\'t want to risk not being with you….\" ‘She’ started to whimper a little. A part of Rudolph’s brain told him to pull out of ‘her’ and run as fast as he could, get out of here and away from this. Another part of him though… he couldn’t. Guy or not… gay or not… this was still Dancer, and he had fallen in love with… him.

Besides… he knew what it was like to feel like a freak. Gently, tentatively, he nuzzled Dancer’s neck.

“You could’ve told me,” he murmured softly. “Don’t know what would’ve happened… but you could’ve told me….”

Dancer cried softly, pulling off him and turning around, nuzzling his chest and hugging him. \"Oh Rudy! I *am* sorry… I would have told you… I should have…. I\'m sorry….\" He held him close, holding his sides. \"I love you, Rudough…. I hope you\'ll forgive me….\"

“It’s okay,” the younger reindeer said softly, holding his lover close. “I will… I fell in love with Dancer, after all, not with what you’ve got under your panties….”

Dancer smiled softly and held Rudy close. \"I love you, Rudy,\" he murmured, kissing his chest and closing his eyes.

“I love you too, Dancer… merry Christmas,” Rudolph murmured, finally letting the fatigue from the night’s run – and what had come after – carry him to dreams of his new lover….