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Leo had wined and dined them in a fancy restaurant that he quite couldn't afford, but did anyway and now they were back home for coffee and more, bellies filled and head buzzing with a heady French vintage Mike couldn't pronounce. Leo was lounging on the sofa with his shirt collar unbuttoned and tie tossed carelessly on the floor, and to heck with picking it up, it was his birthday. He was messing up reciting a half-remembered sonnet and drawing circles into the air with his lithe finger, waiting for Mike to come back from their bedroom with the surprise he had been talking about. Of course he had noticed earlier the gift box tucked onto the top shelf of their dresser, but had graciously declined to take notice of it until now.

The deer returned dressed only in his boxers and sleeveless t-shirt--a pristine pair bought yesterday and reserved just for this occasion--and carried in his hands a box wrapped in gaudy red paper and a silver pink bow placed on top of it.

"Guess who it is from", the muscular guy said as he placed it on Leo's belly gingerly.

He might be serious Leo thought as he watched Mike's face blearily. The deer stood there, tall and virile, his toned calves and muscular biceps clearly visible, his wide chest and taut belly peeking under the hem of his shirt.

Leo inspected the package for a moment, hefting it to test its weight and finding it surprisingly light.

"Hmm, I couldn't begin to offer a guess."

His aftershave was heavy, spicy warm thing liberally applied on his face and neck. The sweet guy had even polished his horns and hooves, just for Leo! He raised a brow, and then felt a playful smirk stretch his lips.

"Is it from... hmm, what was his name? Micky? No that can't be right. Mackey?"

He giggled to himself, bouncing slightly in his seat. The wine had affected him perhaps a bit more than he had anticipated, but Leo couldn't find it in himself to care. It was his special day, and he was spending it with... a very special person.

Mike frowned, dismayed and a little distraught. "No! Who are those guys? It's from me, Mike!"

Leo leaned forward slightly, pausing in his teasing for a moment to take a deep breath of Mike's aftershave, and the myriad scents that lay beneath it. He giggled again setting the gift down in his lap to wrap his arms around the deer's waist.

"Of course, how silly of me. It could only have come from my dear, sweet Mikey." He grinned up at his lover. "Thank you."

He stayed in place for a moment, just holding the other man and basking in the warmth he radiated.

"Don't scare me like that, babe" Mike muttered, but had already forgiven Leo making him confused.

Mike sat on the floor next to Leo and propped his head on his arms at the same level as Leo was.

"Do you want to guess what I got for an old guy like you?" He touched Leo's shoulder, gently.

"Don't you 'old guy' me, you whippersnapper you, your birthday comes later this year!", Leo replied with another laugh.

He let out a thoughtful hum, hefting the package one last time and bending his neck to nuzzle against Mike's hand.

"I couldn't possibly begin to guess, Mikey."

His long, thin fingers toyed with the sloppy edges of the wrapping paper, and he turned to press a kiss against Mike's cheek.

"But whatever it is, I'll be sure to treasure it. In any case, there's only one way to find out for sure!"

He began tugging at where the paper had been taped, taking care not to tear the wrapping too much. He gently folded it, setting it aside and then turning to work at the tape sealing the revealed box.

Leo lifted the lid of the unmarked cardboard box, and revealed a black snake-thing nested inside paper--a leather collar, he realized after his initial surprise. Its luscious black surface had a matte finish to it, shimmering softly in the dimmed lighting of their living room. It curved into a perfect circle, supple and luxurious to the touch, the leather smooth yet firm. Leo lifted it out with a clinking sound, a long leash trailing behind it. It was attached with a simple snap-on lock on a shiny steel ring. The smell of fresh leather was intoxicating now, a rich, deep earth aroma with a bitter, salty underlying tang. Mike blushed and tried to feign a casual look.

"Do- do you like it? I thought you would..." He rubbed his neck with his free hand.

Leo stared at the collar and leash for a moment, confused and yet intrigued. His fingertips played over the leather for a moment, and then he turned to gaze up at Mike.

"I do, really. Thank you, Mike."

For a moment, his mind drifted to the possibilities, what this could mean... He cleared his throat, the warmth in his cheeks no longer solely the fault of the wine.

"Um, if I may ask... what exactly gave you the, um... impression? I really do like it, but, um..."

Mike struggled and stumbled over his words for a moment, trying to find the right phrase that would encompass the thoughts rushing through his intoxicated brain.

"Ah um you said you like kinky stuff, so I thought--at least the guy at the store said that this is 'kinky'!" Mike looked nervous and lost like a puppy in a dog pound. "I really don't know much about stuff like this..."

Leo quickly wrapped an arm around the deer, pulling him close.

"Oh Mikey... It's wonderful, really it is."

Mixed shame and love beat within Leo's heart as he rubbed soothing circles between Mike's shoulder blades.

"I just... I wouldn't have thought you'd be into... such things. I... I didn't want to...push. I... l-love you, so much." The words still tasted foreign on Leo's tongue, but were no less sweet for it. "And I want to do... so much with you. But..."

For a moment, an image of Mike glaring down at him flashed in his mind, expression twisted with disgust. Mike was too flustered to notice the delicate display of conflicting emotions on Leo's face.

"Uh, you want to try it on?" The deer's breath was warm and moist, and smelled of expensive wine

Leo's mind froze, and then quickly thawed.

"O-of course! But, um..." Leo quickly looked away. "We'll have to do it, um... properly. Can you, uh... stand up?"

The lizard's heart raced in his chest, and he shifted his hips as he felt his groin grow moist with arousal. When Mike complied, watching him with both confusion and interest, Leo gulped and quickly stood as well. The lizard shifted from foot to foot, nervous and excited at the turn the evening had taken.

"N-now, um... t-take off my, uh, clothes. If um.. Please..?"

Mike started fumbling wordlessly with Leo's shirt buttons, his thick fingers clumsier than mere inebriation would cause. He breathed quickly, his excitement spreading along his body from the flush of red on his face to the growing bulge in his underwear. He had no patience for the last pair of buttons but yanked the shirt off Leo's body, revealing his pale yellow chest with a snapping sound. Mike leaned closer and slid his hands around Leo's waist, kissing his chest with his moist, soft deer lips, his antlers almost scraping Leo's nose. Leo groaned and clutched at Mike's shoulders.

"M-mikey..."

He leaned forward to kiss the top of the deer's head, and couldn't resist dragging his tongue up one of Mike's polished antlers. He whispered in Mike's ear, breath harsh and voice hoarse with lust.

"Pants too. Leave the underwear."

Mike froze at the unusual sensation of the lizard's long, prehensile tongue leaving a slimy caress on his antlers, then decided that he liked it, a lot. He was soon kneeling in front of the frisky reptile, having reached Leo's belly with his kisses, and looked up with his big bambi eyes at his cold-blooded lover. The belt buckle came off easily this time, and clattered on the floor amidst Leo's good pair of pants. Leo's underwear consisted of just a pouch and a band around his narrow, curvy hips, and it was becoming less and less able to preserve his modesty.

The pouch was soaked with Leo's musky slit fluids, the scent wafting out to fill Mike's nostrils. Leo pet all over Mike's shaggy head and scratched behind his ears, giving his lover a broad, lewd smile. His hands drifted up to wrap around the deer's antlers, his fingers caressing the smooth surface for a moment. Leo couldn't resist pressing his bulge against Mike's muzzle, grinding the soaked, smelly fabric of his underwear over his nose. The pressure against his slit was heavenly, and Leo lost himself in humping against Mike's face for just a moment.

Mike breathed in deeply, filling his lungs with Leo's desire, his sex-scents soon mingling with Mike's own as his member hardened and throbbed with his passion. He murmured and moaned his pleasure at Leo manhandling him, his muzzle soon slimy with drool and precum. Mike licked Leo's tip through the cloth with his broad herbivore tongue, smearing it with wine stench and thick spit. He grasped Leo's buttocks, his heavy fingers digging into his cheeks, kneading the soft flesh like stress toys. His fingertips inched closer to the base of Leo's tail and the rich, musty depths waiting for him there...

Leo gasped and moaned, his tapered cock quickly sliding from the depths of his slit to tent his underwear. The lizard chuckled as he felt Mike's fingers inching under his tail, and he gave the antlers in his grasp a gentle tug.

"Not yet. Can you stand up, Mikey?"

The deer huffed short of breath, and reluctantly withdrew from the juicy prize dangling in front of him. He rose to his feet, unsteady from his arousal and his leg having gone wooden. He stood as close to Leo as his erection allowed, caressing his hips and trying to steal quick, little pecks on the lizard's neck and chin.

"What you have in mind, babe?"

The lizard's hands ran up and down the deer's arms, giving the larger male a a few short kisses of his own against his broad chest and muzzle; he could smell and taste his own fluids on Mike's breath and face.

"Something I hope you'll really like."

Slowly, carefully, he disentangled himself from Mike's embrace and took a step back. The he lowered himself to his knees, barely holding himself back from diving snout first into Mike musky, pulsing groin.

Mike did not make this any easier for Leo by hooking his finger under his waistband and pulling his member out of his boxers. He locked eyes with the deer, raising the collar up to make sure that Mike had a good view of it, and then cinched it around his own throat; snug, but not too tight. He gathered up the attached leash, and offered it up to Mike as he hunched himself lower into a posture of submissive supplication.

"Please... do what you will with me... Master Mike."

The deer was proportionally large, of pleasing thickness and uncut. His testicles were a snug pouch of lighter colored fur dangling underneath his member, easy to hold in the cup of one palm and prominently displayed. Leo's eyes flicked over the massive package presented before him, and then moved back up to watching Mike's face.

With a sudden movement Mike hooked the fingers of his right hand under the collar, ignoring the leash for now. He grasped the shorter male by the neck and pulled him up, locking him in a deep, passionate kiss, as if trying to drink the whole essence of his lover with his mouth. Leo whimpered, keeping his hands at his sides as he opened himself to Mike. His tongue flickered over the deer's own broad, flat muscle, welcoming and worshiping it. He manhandled Leo, still keeping him on his toes, and walked him against the living room wall, where he pressed against him with his fur-covered muscular body. His tough pectoral muscles felt like giant paw pads crushing Leo, the athletic youth considerably bigger and heavier than his lithe partner. The deer grinded their hips together, their hard cocks poking into each other.

This time, Leo couldn't stop his hands from rising up to caress and knead the deer's sides. His fingers slid up underneath Mike's shirt to run through the sweaty fur of Mike's stomach and hips. Otherwise, he stayed completely submissive to the younger male, taking every bump and caress and nibble the deer gave him. Eventually Mike had to draw breath, and he disengaged with a huge gasp, a long line of drool still connecting his to Leo's mouth. He took a step back, now more confident, and cracked the leash limply.

"On your knees", he huffed.

His tone was flat, devoid of aggression--it was a statement of what would happen next, not a command. Commands could be disobeyed, but this was the inevitability of reality speaking now. Leo kneeled once more, hands folded before him as he gazed up at Mike, waiting eagerly for what would happen next. His heart pounded with excitement at this new side of his lover.

The deer looked down to the reptile making hungry raptor eyes at him, his snout close to Mike's pulsing tip, and unceremoniously lifted his leg to plant his--surprisingly delicate--hoof against Leo's clavicle. He pushed. Leo was pressed on his back and down onto the floor, the hard hoof biting into his skin. The deer did not relent, but kept him pinned by moving more of his weight on the frail reptile.

"Say you'll worship it"

Leo fought the urge to struggle, keeping himself still under the weight of Mike's gaze... and his hoof.

"Master, please... I'll gladly worship any part of you that you'd desire."

Mike smiled, a curt little tick at the corner of his mouth, and lifted his hoof to Leo's lips.

"You will please me, slave."

Leo gave no reply, instead pressing a soft kiss against Mike's hoof. He kissed it again and again, alternating between the two hard points, and then darted his tongue out to lick at the cleft in between. Dirt and old sweat burned on his tongue, and Leo let out a moan as he began lapping all over the offered appendage.

Mike prodded his leg deeper into Leo's waiting mouth, careful not to put too much weight on it. He stroked his aching penis with slow, deliberate motion, squeezing big, clear drops of precum on Leo's face. They hit him on his nose, cheek, eye, making him flinch and sputter.

The musky liquid dropping onto his face made the lizard pant around the deer's hoof. He closed his lips around the appendage in his mouth and suckled on it, tasting old sweat, dirt, and accumulated foot gunk; underneath, he could detect the bony, earthy taste of the keratin, similar to that of Mike's antler. He began bobbing his head as much as his position would allow, tongue and lips working all over the deer's hoof to clean and worship it. His cock throbbed and dribbled within his tight underwear, and it was a struggle to not palm the pulsing bulge.

Pleased by the lizard's eagerness Mike grunted and leaned in to pat the good boy on his head.

"Enough."

He pulled out his hoof from Leo's embrace, having grown to balance on one leg. He flicked the leash again, snapping it against Leo's vulnerable underside. It stung a little.

"Heel", he said as he started walking towards their bedroom, not giving the lizard much time to scamper up.

Leo obeyed as quickly as he could, feeling the collar tugging at his neck a bit before he could right himself. He crawled on all fours next to Mike, hardly able to believe how well things were going. He felt his tail swaying behind him as he followed at Mike's heel, and blushed. This was a fantasy that had lurked in the back of his mind for a long time, and finally being able to act it out, especially with Mike... Leo's heart sang and soared, and his swaying tail began to wag a little faster.

Their bedroom was a mess, neither of them having been keen to clean it up that morning. There was stuff laying about, dirty clothes and textbooks in sweet concord with half-eaten bowl of (now) soggy cereal. Their bed was unmade, the sheets still tangled up from their morning activities. Mike nudged towards the bed.

"Climb up. Present yourself"

Leo nodded with a soft, "Yes, master", and did as he was told.

The bed squeaked with slight protest as climbed up, raising his tail high and wiggling his hips. His tailhole winked at Mike from above the soaked pouch of Leo's underwear, his ass framed by the straps around it. The lizard looked over his shoulder at his master, breath held in anticipation as he waited for Mike's next move.

The bed creaked again as Mike followed Leo. He stood above him, legs widely planted on the both sides of the lizard's butt and shamelessly wagging tail. Ever so slowly he squatted down to sit on Leo's hindquarters, Mike's firm butt touching the cool, scaly skin first lightly, then heavier as he put more of his weight on Leo's back. Mike eased down Leo like on a living slide, his soft testicles rubbing against Leo's spine, his butt squishing the lizard deeper and deeper into the mattress. He landed his knees on Leo's arms and shoulders, his raging erection pressing against the nape of Leo's neck like a warm kiss from a dog's snout.

"What does the slave want?"

"I want to please master..." Leo bucked slightly under Mike, pushing up into his groin. "Anything master wants of me..."

Hearing that a whim crossed Mike's mind. He leaned over Leo's head, getting on his hands for support. He bopped Leo's nose with the leash's handle, then held it against his lips.

"Taste it."

He pushed the strip of leather, salty with the sweat of his palms, into the lizard's maw.

"Taste the leather, isn't it good?"

He fed more of the leash to the confused lizard. Leo opened his mouth, sucking on the strip of leather. He didn't complain as Mike pushed the salty, pungent leash into his mouth. Though his words were muffled, he was quick to reply with another.

"Yes, master."

"Chew it, let the taste seep onto your tongue."

Though Leo had been taken aback at first, he was eager to see where Mike was going with this new game. Mike rubbed Leo's neck and he bit down, letting out a soft groan as the taste of the leather coated his tongue. Mike lifted himself from Leo's shoulders and crawled backwards, enough so he could whisper into his ear.

"Now."

"Swallow it."

Leo looked over his shoulder at Mike, raising an eyebrow. When Mike's gaze didn't relent, Leo turned his head to face forward again. His throat worked for a moment, the handle of the leash catching in the back of his mouth. Finally, with a muffled choke, he swallowed it down.

Leo gagged as he felt the leather stretching and catching in his esophagus, swallowing again and again and feeling more of the leash sliding down his gullet. Mike was already rubbing his precum into his fingers and easing them into Leo's sphincter, gradually inserting more of his hand with slow, circular motions, two fingers, then three, four... up to his knuckles soon. Leo whimpered and pushed his hips back against the intrusion, eyes slowly widening as Mike stretched him further and further. If he kept going like this, then...

...he inserted his entire fist into the delicate lizard. Mike stroked Leo's back like a cat, soothing him with his low voice.

"Mm, just like that, good boy..."

Leo cried out, gagging on the leather in his throat. Mike's hand on his back soothed his worries a little, but did nothing for the pain in his rump as the deer's large fist stretched him open. He panted, anal muscles clenching uselessly to expel the intruder, and tried to make himself relax. Mike stopped.

"Uh. I don't think this is going to work, you're too tight."

His hand still in Leo's ass he started to explain--the lizard growing ever more incredulous--how he had seen this hentai clip of a tentacle going through someone, so he thought he could reach the leash's handle with some groping. The further he got the quieter he got, until he petered out into awkward silence.

"Uh."

"Um."

Leo sighed, gagging and coughing as he pulled the leash out of his mouth and throat.

"Mikey, you... you know real people's bodies don't work like that, right?"

"I...guess?" Mike stood like a frightened deer in headlights, which he was.

Leo chuckled softly, tugging himself forward until Mike's fist popped out of his ass with a lewd slurp. He whimpered for a moment at the sudden emptiness, and then turned to crawl into the deer's lap and pull him into a hug.

"Mikey, it's okay. The idea itself sounds... very interesting. But better left for fantasy."

He pressed a kiss to Mike's lips, smiling at him.

"And next time, when you have an idea like... that... how about we talk about it a bit?"

Mike hung his head, crestfallen.

"Ah shit, I blew it, didn't I Leo?" He looked away. "We haven't really talked about... that stuff." He put his hand behind his head like a schoolboy. "And I really don't know anything about that stuff. Butt stuff you know?"

"No Mike, you didn't 'blow it'. You tried something out and it didn't work. No harm done."

Leo pressed another soft kiss to Mike's lips, and then snuggled against his chest. "And true, we haven't really... discussed those kinds of things."

The lizard licked his lips and cleared his throat. "If, um, if you'd like... we could take the opportunity now..."

Mike hummed and nodded a yes, his antlers making the motion exceptionally perky. He reached out for Leo with his arms and pressed him against his chest, softly. Stroking Leo's back, from his neck down to his tail he felt content and happy--even though his erection had dwindled down into a dull ache of shame and letdown.

"It's...kinky, isn't it? You would have said something earlier if it wasn't."

"Um, this?" Leo tugged at the collar around his throat, and blushed. "Well, yes. It is very, um... kinky. But I do enjoy it." The lizard hung his head, suddenly unsure of himself. "You... you did enjoy it too, didn't you?"

"At first it felt really weird... but then, seeing you down there? It felt really hot, and, like, natural!" He suddenly startled himself. "I didn't mean to say that you're a wimp or anything, really honey!"

Mike sniffed the leash, now coated in an unholy mixture of spit, gastric juices and good Cabernet Sauvignon.

"But I like it when you like it."

Leo giggled and stroked Mike's chest. "Don't worry, Mikey, no offense taken."

"Really? That's... that's good..." Possibilities swirled once more through Leo's mind, but he didn't want to push things too far. "Um... how would you feel about... being on the other side sometime?"

Mike's eyes widened. "You-ah-you mean like doing you in the mouth, right?

"Uh um... no..." Leo tugged at the collar again, and looked away. "Ah, d-don't worry about it, Mikey."

Mike sighed and turned Leo's face to look at him again.

"Aw man, I knew what you meant. I just, kinda panicked I guess?" He gulped and then made his serious face. "But. Well. Fair's fair, right? I should take...the turn too, sometimes." He grew more resolute. "Yeah, I want to do it that way, with you Leo."

"Mikey..." Leo felt a smile tugging on his lips, and he nuzzled into the deer's broad palm. "I'd only like to try it out if you would. And, um, if we do... just tell me if it makes you uncomfortable and I'll stop. There's so much I wanna do with you, Mikey... but..."

"But you're afraid." Mike sat still for a while. "The first time we... did it. I remember being scared out of my mind. Not of you--well, maybe a little, but being... gay." He said the last word quieter. "What others would think if they knew."

"Or what if you would turn me away, because you'd be disgusted. That I had read the situation wrong and you didn't like guys at all." Mike sighed. "What I'm trying to say is that it's okay to be scared, I guess?"

Leo flinched at that. Once again a vision of Mike's face, twisted with disgust, filled his mind.

"I... I know, I guess. But still, I don't... I don't want to chase you away. This has all been so wonderful, and I don't want to... push my luck..."

Mike hugged Leo, firmly. "You won't ever chase me away"

With a soft sniffle, Leo sank into his boyfriend's embrace. "Mikey, I love you so much..."

"I love you too, Leo" Mike murmured into Leo's neck.

He nuzzled against the deer, wrapping his own lithe arms around Mike's waist. He sniffled again... and Mike's scent, heavy even underneath his aftershave. He blushed and bit back a low moan. The sank down in their embrace, laying still in the night, just those two souls in the entire world..