A Little Foreplay

Red smiled kindly, "Well, what do you need help with?"

Yellow frowned, "What do you mean?"

Red rolled his eyes, "Dude, you're confident enough to get you dick out in front of me, but I've never seen you hit on another guy before. Clearly your worried about something, so come on and tell me."

Yellow was still confused, "No, but I have been with guys. You just didn't see."

Red raised an eyebrow, "Really? Like who? And I mean properly with, not just sucking off Blake."

Yellow blushed, "You know about that too? Well... I mean... I guess I haven't then. That doesn't mean I don't think I could..." He tailed off, there was only place this would end up leading.

"So, why didn't you? You've had a year and a bit of privileges and nada. What gives?" Red pushed him further.

Yellow scowled and snapped back, "I didn't want to! I- I wanted you." He sighed in frustration, "You aren't gay and I'm not gonna exercise privileges on you." He pointedly averted Red's gaze and folded his arms.

"Why not?"

"Huh?" Yellow glared at Red. Is he teasing me? Looking at the Buck's face, he seemed genuine. "What do you mean?"

Red grinned at him, "Why won't you? It's why most people want to come here. I know it, you know it, what's the problem?"

"But- But... You're not gay." Yellow protested, a hint of annoyance in his voice. This had to be a joke, some sick wind up. Red didn't like him, didn't accept him and was going to mess with him.

Red nodded, "Yep. I'm not, but that doesn't matter does it? That isn't in the rules."

"So what? You want me to use you?"

He shrugged, "I said I would help. You want me, you can have me and you don't have to worry about whatever weird hang ups you have with exercising your privileges. We all agreed to it, so relax."

Yellow eyes widened slightly, "You're being serious?!"

Red huffed, "Are you gonna do it, or do I have to exercise privileges over you?"

This spurred Yellow into action and he clambered onto the table, eliciting a "That's more like it.” from Red. He ran a hand down the other Bucks shirt, feeling his furred torso. The hard muscles gave a tantalising firmness to the pleasingly soft layer of fat that Yellow felt over Red's body, as he massaged it through the shirt. He couldn't help but grin as he rubbed his hands across the person of his fantasies, and saw Red smirk in response.

"You gonna take my clothes off or you want me to do it?" asked Red

Yellow hesitated for a moment but then he knew what he wanted, "Could you- Could you use me? I mean like you use the others. Oh, it turns me on so much. I want to be like them. Please?"

Red smiled kindly, but Yellow saw a shadow of uncertainty cross his face, "You're not just trying to make me happy are you? This is what you want, not what you think I want, right?"

Yellow bowed his head slightly, "Yes! I want this! Please!"

Red's smile broadened, "Okay then." He reached over and pulled Yellow across the table. There was some restraint in the move and Yellow was a little disappointed Red was holding back on him, but that soon melted away as Red began to undress him.

First he went for his shirt sliding it up and over his head, the fabric caught on Yellow's antlers and Red struggled before finally removing it.

"I am not used to that problem." Red laughed.

Yellow kept quiet. All of a sudden he realised just how exposed he would be. In front of his best friend. It was going to be great.

Yellow was more toned than Red, this much obvious from his torso and the other Buck gave a low whistle of admiration as he took in his companion. Yellow felt a flush of confidence at Red's praise and blushed.

Red was already moving on however, and Yellow found himself turned around, presenting his hindquarters. Red reached beneath his legs, gently rubbing Yellows bulge under his clothes. This was only for a moment, as his hand continued upward, unbuckling Yellow's belt.

The Buck felt his pulse rising. This was it. The moment he would be fully ****, fully open. Ever so slowly, as if teasing him, Red lowered Yellow's trousers, revealing his ass. Yellow could feel Red's breath on his cheeks as they came into view, and he hoped Red would use his face to toy with them further. Instead he was treated, to the other Buck's soft hands grasping each cheek, moulding the malleable flesh between his palms and fingers.

Yellow let out subdue whimper of pleasure, this was more than he had ever hoped for, and Red responded by increasing the intensity of his massage. He shared his attention too, fondling Yellow's balls and every now and then tracing a finger along the base of shaft, causing him to shiver. Yellow's whimpering became consistent throughout his groping. He was a wreck, completely at Red's mercy, and he was loving it. He was loving him.

Red finished his foreplay and turned Yellow back around to face him. Yellow's cock sat, resting against his defined stomach and he had now doubt that his asshole too would be winking at Red from between his spread legs. He was panting and ready for more.