jegermaistro, jinx, and stripes created by syynx
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The Double Valentine's

I didn’t expect to see Jeger there, but I certainly didn’t mind. I liked hanging out with the buck, and running into him randomly was welcomed, especially if Jinx was going to be late, as usual. The deer noticed me, giving me a soft smile and a nod as I approached. I noticed he was dressed pretty fancy. White tux with a small purple flower, and a box of chocolate under his arm. Like myself, he was probably waiting for his valentine's date. I had myself done some effort, donning a rather stunning suit that nicely hugged my athletic frame. I switched the flower bouquet I was holding to my left hand as Jeger and I shook hands. “Hey Stripey. Big night?” He asked with a smirk. I smirked right back, nodding. “I could say the same for you. You didn’t seem like the type to dress up too much… Looking good, gotta say.”

We stayed there for perhaps 10 minutes, chatting away on the side as people walked in and out of the restaurant’s front door. As expected, Jinx was late, but I had planned for it: the reservation was only due in 20 minutes, so I could keep the deer company until his own date arrived. “Who is the lucky guy, anyway? Who are you trying to impress with that… fancy do?” I mused, the buck chuckling. “You’re standing there, also all dressed up, with flowers, Stripey. At least, I can eat my chocolates if my date stands me up. Don’t give me sass.” I nodded, before frowning. “Wait. Your date’s late too?” He nodded, and I saw a light passing in his eyes. “No way,” he mumbled.

“Jinx,” we both said, fairly speechless. That little goth twink had double-booked us? At the same restaurant, at the same time? “Think it was on purpose?” I asked, Jeger shrugging. “I don’t know. We set it up last week, and we didn’t really spoke since.” I nodded. Jinx and I had arranged this two days ago. The little dumbass had probably forgotten he already had a valentine. Just as we said that, a cab stopped before the restaurant and Jinx stepped out. We heard him curse about his cellphone battery before he froze in his steps, noticing he was right in front of the two jocks he had double-booked. The revelation dawned on him just like it had on us: apparently, yes, this was a big mistake on his part. “Oh, shit,” he whispered, his eyes swapping from the deer to myself.

“Seems you fucked up, darling,” Jeger said, grinning. This was fairly amusing to the both of us, especially the way Jinx squirmed and apologized. The black and purple twink had made a cute wardrobe effort, I noticed, wearing black jeans and sleeves, as well as a tux-printed t-shirt that clung to his slim body. Nice. “Did you want us to fight for your favors, babe?” I added, the two of us flanking the bashful boy. “Or did you have… completely different plans in mind?” the stag added. Jinx felt one of my strong paws gripping his ass, making him whimper softly.

The restaurant was abandoned and the three of us climbed back into the cab. The reservations were cancelled and Jeger gave the driver the address of his place. The twink was stuffed in the middle, still blushing, embarrassed at his mistake, and even more at what it seemed the two jocks had in mind. Once dropped at the buck’s apartment, Jeger and I both started taking off our suits. “Mmh… these things are so stuffy,” I commented as I undid my tie. “Get naked,” I dismissively told Jinx, who grunted a little, annoyed he couldn’t really talk back. He peeled his t-shirt off as his eyes shifted from the stag to me, as we progressively exposed our athletic bodies, soon working on our pants.

After a few minutes, Jinx got into the game. He was now fully nude (except for the arm warmers, which I appreciated), moving between us and bringing us closer to him, his soft paws cupping our bulges. “Sorry about this, studs… I didn’t expect this… misunderstanding.” He bumped his round, naked rear against the deer’s crotch, lifting his muzzle and kissing the underside of his chin, his paws pushing down my own pants and boxers, eyes widening as he noticed what kind of package stallions carried. I gripped my dick and lifted it up, grinning as I slowly started caressing myself. “Come on… You had to know what you were getting into asking me out,” I taunted him, grunting as my thick black length grew.

Jeger also peeled off his pants, soon slapping his hard, fat cervine cock against the twink’s ass, bending him over between us. I widened my stance a little as the goth boy’s face soon reached my cock. I stroked his cheek softly, holding his chin up as I grinded my thick, musky meat across his lips and face, dribbling a little precum into his fur. The buck didn’t waste any time on his end, fishing a condom from his pocket (always came prepared, that guy) and unrolling it onto his shaft, pressing the tip beneath the mixed-breed twink’s tail. Jinx moaned cutely as he felt his rim being stretched and penetrated. It took him a few instants to get used to it before gripping my own cock and engulfing it in his muzzle, doing his best not to choke on the massive horse bone.

Jeger wasn’t the patient type once he got his cock hugged, and he quickly got into a rough, fast pace, slapping his hips against Jinx’s, grunting softly, his chest flexing attractively with every thrust. His vigorous pounding forced the twink to bob up and down my cock, making him gag a couple of times, but he still managed a good enough job to make me throb and spurt pre, my own hips bucking into his mouth, riding the pleasure of bookending a cute boy with a good friend. To be honest, I wasn’t disappointed things had turned out like this: I had never been the fancy dinner type.

After solidly nailing Jinx for 10 minutes, Jeger reached his orgasm, bloating his rubber with cum, keeping on thrusting in Jinx until he was dry, at which point he slowly pulled off, the tip of his condom hanging lowly with the weight of his copious cumload. The twink took the chance to lower himself to his knees before me, keeping on sucking me off, his own pierced cock rock hard between his thighs. I winked at Jeger as the deer slumped down on a nearby couch, slowly peeling off the stretched condom off his dick while he watched Jing sucking me off. I bucked my hips a few times past his cute lips and asked him to look me in the eyes while I cummed in his mouth, in these exact terms. Of course, he complied, and seconds later I was shooting my thick load down his throat, with him looking up at me while gulping it down.

We ordered some take-out, watched a movie and fucked again later in the evening, this time getting some pictures and videos of Jinx getting fucked in both ends. A fun little lesson about being careful with your Valentine’s.

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