Reindeer Games

by K. B. Wheelock

  Dan tried to lunge off the chair, but Rudy had done the job right when she had contained him, his right arm was all that kept Rudy’s very nicely landscaped pelvis from making contact with his mouth.

  “Rudy, sweetheart. As much as I like this view—AH!” He arched into the chair as cold, strong fingers massaged his sac. “I. I’m. Not.” Sweat popped out in his forehead as he tried to get the words out. “Into. Pran.”

  A delicate finger on his lips had him looking up. “Sh! I know what I am doing. Sit back and enjoy the ride, I know I will.” With that she descended on him.

  Chapter 4

  Dash joined Vix on the large beanbag, sinking inwards and to the side so that their hips touched. Neither could take their eyes off the menage before them. Vix’s cheeks were flushed, her breath coming out in small puffs, eyes wide. Dash ran his finger up her leg, watching her reaction, as her pupils expanded.

  He became braver, since she didn’t push him away. He ran his finger along that crease where the leg meets the body, smiling at the hitch in her breath. Slowly he moved his finger back towards that sweet spot he longed to touch, letting the rest of his hand rest just on the inside of her thigh. Her skin was warm under his hand, making him itch to touch more.

  Reaching up as if to stretch, he let his arm fall behind her as he rotated himself so that he was pressed against her. Unfortunately, it had the opposite effect and she jolted, her hand hitting his thigh, barely missing his erection.

  “Dash!” She hissed. “You know I’m not into you, or any guy.” Her eyes never left Rudy’s glowing bottom. “Now Rudy, I can get into.”

  “I heard that, Ma Chère. You will get your turn, don’t you worry.” Rudy called, her head thrown back as she moved over Dan’s face, his hand clenching and unclenching on her hip. “Let Dash warm you up for me, then he and I can show you a good time together.”

  Dash’s eyes were glued to Rudy’s ass, the skin glowing white. “Is-Is she glowing?” At that moment, head thrown back Rudy screamed as she stilled over Dan, but didn’t move or detract from what was going on under her. Dan’s hips were now moving at a fast pace as Pran enjoyed himself, humming as he licked and sucked.

  “She is. What’s that about?” Vixen whispered back, panting slightly as she squirmed in her seat.

  “I don’t know and right now, I don’t care. Watching them, listening to you. Please, can we do as she asks?” Dash watched the play of emotion on Vix’s face.

  Finally she turns to him, “Dash, I don’t know if I can. I never have . . .”

  Dash placed his finger on her lips. “Sh! It’s me. We have known each other forever. Let’s do as Rudy says, we can see where it goes. All I ask is that you try.” She searched his eyes, as if looking for answers to questions she didn’t even know to ask, but finally nodded her head tentatively.

  Dash leaned in, kissing her neck, “Vix, watch Rudy, and just feel.”

  COM, Q, AND DON SAT on the couch, their eyes glued to Rudy and her undulating hips. Naked, it was obvious what the show was doing to each of them. Though they tried not to, they each found their hand moving to wrap around their own cock.

  “God, I didn’t know how hot that would be, to see Pran go down on one of us.” Q whispered.

  “Dan better have a smile on his face after that show.” Don replied, his voice hoarse.

  Com sat quietly, his eyes locked on Pran, watching his head bob, his hips swiveling. His hand started to move, mimicking Pran’s movements, his cheeks stained red.

  “Hey!” Blaze walked in, a tray filled with teacups, a plate of biscuits and a steaming teapot in his hands, a pink gingham apron with a heart in the center around his waist. “You started without me!” He pouted.

  Chapter 5

  “Oh posh. We just are warming up and have the whole night ahead of us.” Rudy smiled up at Blaze as she slowly slid down Dan’s body until her lips rested on his. Eyes on Blaze, she slowly kissed and nipped at Dan’s lip, enjoying the bob of Blaze’s adams apple.

  Pran had moved away from the foot of the chair, standing to the side, not looking at any of the other men, as if embarrassed of his enjoyment of his actions.

  “Just in time. I could use a spot o’ tea. Would you be a dear and grab the whiskey on the shelf over there, Pran?” Pran immediately went to obey, still not looking at the others in the group. “Blaze, set the tea down there.” She pointed at the table that sat between the Morris chair and the couch.

  Rudy stood, slowly smoothing her dress down, her skin returning to its normally pale coloring. She sauntered over to Blaze, fingering the apron at his waist. “I believe I said no clothes, but this I think fits you perfectly.” Her midnight blue manicured nail slowly traced the heart. “Yes, I hadn’t thought of this before. But it works. Now, please serve us.”

  With a spin of her stiletto, she set one foot in front of the other, making her hips sway as she waltzed over to Dash and Vix. Sitting down next to Vix, she flung her legs over Vix’ right leg, forcing them to separate slightly.

  Rudy’s eyes stayed on Blaze’s as she fondled Vix’s breast, smiling at the intake of breath from Vix. Blaze’s face turned red and he quickly averted his eyes, instead focusing on pouring tea.

  “Not too much tea, Blaze,” Rudy called out. “Leave room for the whisky. And put a lemon slice on the bottom of each glass.” He nodded his understanding but didn’t speak through his clenched jaw.

  “Now, as you can see that when I say you are mine, I mean all of you. I will push your boundaries, push your comfort, and reward every step of obedience with a night of pleasure, just as I was taught once upon a time. But when it is time to say goodbye, you will have a better understanding of each other, and hopefully yourself.”

  She looked at Blaze, his hands full of teacups, and nodded at his blush as he quietly delivered the drinks. Her eyes traveled to Dan, who was still laid back in the chair like a limp noodle. He had the grace to nod his understanding as his eyes flickered to Pran. Pran refused to look up at anyone, even Rudy, causing her to frown for a minute. “Now, tell me what you are doing in my woods. Vix, told me you ran out of gas.”

  “You wouldn’t believe us if we told you,” Q says

  “Q! Stop teasing! We were on our way to a convention.” Don glares at Q

  “Yeah a convention. In. . .” He looks back at Don, “where were we going again?”

  Rudy bursts out laughing, “You drive to conventions through the backwoods of nowhere in the middle of winter? No! Where were you really going?”

  Blaze looked around the group, then shrugged, “She already knows one secret, so in for a penny in for a pound. We have a December contract in the north, far north.”

  Rudy giggled, “You want me to believe that you work in December in the north? There is nothing further north than the. . . “ her words trail off as she looks around the room. “You mean, ho ho ho?”

  As one the group nodded, her hand fell from Vix’ breast, mouth hung open in shock.

  “Is it so hard to believe? You saw me as a reindeer. Look at you.” Blaze pointed at her ears and antlers.

  “What about me?” Rudy stood, hands on hips. “So, what? You can shift into a reindeer, Blaze, but that’s just you, right?”

  Blaze shook his head, causing Rudy to look around the room as each person in the room nodded at her silent question.

  “All- all of you?”She plopped down in shock. “You’re the reindeer? But your names.”

  Dash snorted, “You really think we want to go around being known as Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blitzen. Can you hear the jokes now? Hey Dasher, have you talked to Santa lately?’ No, thanks.”

  “But how? Don’t you live in the North Pole?” Rudy was having trouble grasping the idea of who was sitting in her living room.

  “What you think this is all we do? We have jobs the rest of the year as well.” Com finally woke out of the trance he had been in since watching Pran. “No, we own construction companies in various cities, each ta
king on the various roles. I am a jack of all trades, Vix and Pran are our resident designers. We live in separate cities, but talk often. This is our one month a year we spend all of us together.”

  “Well, this calls for a drink. Blaze, sweetie. Can you get us something a bit stronger?” Blaze opened his mouth to speak, then shut it, walking obediently over to the bar.

  “Straight or mixed, madame?” He said, arm out with a towel draped over his forearm, a cheeky grin on his face.

  “WHISKY, NEAT.” RUDY looked at the men draped around the room. “Put your orders in now, the fun is just beginning.”

  Chapter 6

  “Hmm, who should I play with next?” Rudy tapped her finger on her lips as she eyed the gathering. “Maybe a game, winner gets to play next.”

  Her eyes lit up as a thought came to her. “Pran, sweetie? Would you please get the red box from the cupboard behind you?” She turned to look at Q and Com, “Q? Com? Please push the couch to the far wall, and Don, roll the rug up and put it in the corner.” She clapped her hands together like a child, “This is going to be so much fun!”

  Pran brought the box to Rudy and leaned down when she pulled on his arm. A smile split his face as he nodded at whatever she whispered to him. He turned towards the kitchen. “Now Vixen and I are going to play here, while you men play together.” She opened the box, pulling out a large sheet with circles on it. Underneath the sheet was a spinner.

  “Hell no! I am not playing that, not unless it is just you and me, Rudy!” Com glared at her.

  She tsked at him, “Com, you entered freely knowing you would be mine, right? Now be a good boy so we can play later.”

  Pran returned with a large tub in his hands, a smile splitting his face.

  “Pran will . . . dress you for the game.” A wicked grin split her face as she stood, walking over to the morris chair where she had dropped the crop. “Com, you’re first.”

  Com slowly walked towards Pran, distrust in his eyes. Pran dipped his hand into the tub, pulling it out with a large clump of clearish white goo. Setting the tub down, he approached Com warily, gingerly reaching out to gently coat the larger male’s arms and legs with the grease. Com held himself stiff, ignoring the chortles from the other men.

  “Good job, Com. You take a side on the mat. Dan, you’re next.” Dan’s face reddened as he stood up, shuffling over to Pran, not looking him in the eye. The other four men followed suit, not looking at each other.

  “Okay boys, let’s go. Right hand on the square!” The men all moved to obey, trying not to plant their face in another’s crotch or ass.

  Rudy whispered in Vix’s ear, “Watch this!” then spun the wheel, stopping it on the triangle. “Left foot triangle.”

  The men moved to obey, but found that they couldn’t all get a foot on the triangle without touching another. Grumbling they worked it out, barely.

  “Left hand circle!”

  Q swore when his butt hit the floor. He slithered out from under the mess of legs and arms, then walked over to get a drink.

  “Rudy, let me takeover,” he said with a wicked grin. “You play for a little while.” He handed her the tequila bottle he had held behind his back.

  Vix looked from Rudy to Q, a question in her eyes. Q leaned down to whisper, “Fly little one, we always just wanted you happy. Even Dash.” He kissed her cheek then turned to the men, “Right pentagon!”

  “Pran! Keep your tackle the hell away from me!” Com yelled, making the other men snigger.

  “I think thou doth protest too much, Com,” Don said, then fell swearing as Com shifted, making the other man fall.

  “Don, outta there!” Q called out. “Left foot circle!”

  Grumbling and swearing ensued as the remaining five men tried to move without hitting each other with cocks or ass. Blaze’s hand slid along Dan’s arm, picking up grease as he tried to set it on the circle next to Dan’s head. The slick, grease coated hand slipped past the circle, causing him to fall, bringing Dan down with him.

  “Oomph, get off me Blaze,” Dan yelled.

  “Sorry, trying.” Blaze responded as he tried to push himself up, but the plastic mat was becoming slick with grease causing him to slip and fall back on Dan, their faces inches apart.

  With Blaze and Dan out, the mat had more space for Pran, Com and Dash to maneuver. But Q had other plans, he had thrown the spinner down on the ground, opting to call out whatever would make the men have the hardest time maneuvering to “safe” locations.

  “Right hand triangle!” Q called. Pran moved first, his hand sliding over Com’s stomach, barely grazing Com’s shriveled twig.

  Com swung his arm up, hitting Pran in the head as he feel to the ground. “You ass! I told you to stay away and you did that on purpose.”

  Pran glared at Com, “Get over your gal-boy phobia. Not all of life is about you, and trust me there’s nothing special in withered twigs and berries. We all got those” Pran pushed himself to a stand, dismissing Com as he walked over to where Don and Dan sat. “Now what?”

  Chapter 7

  Don looked over to where Rudy and Vixen were occupied, his pupils expanding as he breathed in. “I can’t get over this. What did we walk in on?”

  Dan followed his gaze, his cheeks reddening at the site of Rudy’s pink tongue lapping tequila off Vixen. “I don’t know. It’s. . .” his voice trailed off as he tried to find the words to describe the past few hours.

  “Hot?” Pran asked. “Almost makes me want to be a switch hitter.” His eyes were also on Rudy.

  Dan turned towards Pran, “Have you ever?”

  Pran shook his head, his eyes not leaving the two women. “No. I tried once, after drinking too much. It was like kissing my sister. Not something I ever want to experience again.”

  Dan’s hand moved towards Pran’s leg, landing just shy of touching him. “How—” He stopped, not wanting to offend his friend.

  Pran turned and looked at Dan, “How do I manage? I find willing partners, and keep it close. Our group is too special to screw with.”

  Dan shook his head, closing his eyes, his breath coming out in short gasps. “But—” Pran’s hand on his arm stopped him.

  “No. I won’t be the one to tear us apart. Com can’t face it and until he can...” Pran turned away and whispered, “I’m sorry about earlier. She made it so easy for me.”

  Dan’s hand finally made contact with Pran’s thigh, his fingers barely grazing Pran’s balls. Quietly, he whispered, “I’m not. Well, not totally. I’m not ready to jump ship, but it showed me that roles are not all black and white. That I can respond to you.”

  Pran turned, searching Dan’s face and nodded.

  “Pran, I should be the one saying sorry.” Dan was interrupted by Blaze stomping past, muttering “I can’t watch that. No guy should see his sister that way!”

  “Hey! If you too are done being saps, I’m getting hungry. Let’s go distract Blaze and see if Rudy has any food besides little bitty biscuits. I need some booze if I am going to have to look at your ugly asses the rest of the night.” Don pushed Dan as he got up, a grin on his face.

  “Shove it, Don!” Dan gave him a one fingered salute as he followed him, the moment with Pran gone.

  “You know, Rudy is occupied. We could just leave, she must have some way to get out of here.” Don suggested, his head in the fridge. “Oh mother of gods, look what she has.” He pulled out a large beef roast, the sliced side a gorgeous pink.

  “Do you really want to leave?” Dan ignored the food, though his stomach grumbled at the sight.

  “Do you?” Don looked up as Pran entered the room.

  “Do we what?” Pran asked, leaning against the door frame, comfortable in his nudity, his dick at half mast.

  “Want to leave while Rudy is occupied,” Don responded as he started slicing the roast. “Dan, can you see what she has to make sandwiches? Hopefully some horseradish.”

  “I’ll leave. Bad enough seeing her naked, which hasn’t happened sin
ce we were in diapers, but then seeing her like that. I barely want to think about her and sex, let alone see it.” Blaze slammed the bottle of whiskey he had grabbed down on the counter, using his other hand to wipe his mouth.

  Don looked over at the man, shaking his head in sympathy, he was right in that he shouldn't have to see Vix that way, but man it was hot seeing her and Rudy together.

  Pran laughed, “Want to leave? We are reindeer. We could have ran through these woods and found somewhere else to go. We could have said no and walked out when she told us to strip. You stayed this long because you wanted to find out what Rudy would do next.”

  Don didn’t look up as Dan agreed. “We’re here because we want to be. We want to see what Rudy will ask of us next.” He stopped talking for a minute, looking at the floor then at the other two men. “And, if I am honest, I’ve enjoyed what she has asked of me.”

  At that Don looked up, “Well you got to taste honey, why wouldn’t you be happy?”

  Com took that moment to walk in, ruining the moment of honesty, “And you weren’t happy watching?” He swiped a chunk of meat off the cutting board, talking with an open mouth. “You couldn’t take your eyes off them.”

  Don turned, knife in hand. “Stop being an ass and admit you're enjoying yourself. You got off as much as we did, you just won’t face your fears.”

  Fists balled up, arms rigid, Com spat, “Don’t tell me what I did and didn’t get off on. You’ll never—”

  “Com, shut it! We all know that you could never be interested in me or any man. That isn’t your thing. So stop talking about it.” Pran pushed himself off the wall and started to look through the cupboards. His voice was muffled as he continued, “Plus, your body betrays you, look down.”

  Com just stared at Pran for a minute before he stomped back to the living room.

  No one spoke as the four men finished making sandwiches.