After Party - Holiday Special
#11 of After Party
After Party - Holiday Special
Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it! (Happy whatever it is you do celebrate for
everyone else) Anyways, this is another dirty dirty story that is not only inappropriate for
several kinds of desk lamps, but also for those who are underage. So if you need to be
plugged in to illuminate some sort of desk or are between the ages of 0 to 17, do not read
this! Also... if anyone has particularly fond memories of Rudolph or Santa... this story may
not be for you. Anyways, everyone and everything but Rudolph and Santa are mine. :3
Note: This story takes place a few months after my series during the winter time... just in
case you get confused.
It was Christmas time, and the whole house seemed to be filled with the season's spirit. It
was a warm place filled with the smell of pine and baking cookies. John and Allen had
woken up and ran into the living room to find a pile of presents. Allen was especially happy
to see that quite a few of those presents were for him.
"Think we should wait for my parents?" John asked Allen as they both stared at the colorful
pile of paper wrapped shapes.
Allen looked over at John and gave out one loud laugh and jumped at the pile. John
shrugged and dived towards the pile as well. They quickly sifted through the presents to find
their own.
As they finished separating the last of the pile, they were blinded by a flash and turned
quickly around.
"Ha! Got ya before you opened them!" Adam said holding a large camera in front of his face.
He snapped another photo and John and Allen tried to blink the colorful dots in their eyes
away.
"Dad, do you have to use that flash?" John said shaking his head.
"I guess not... but one more!" he quickly said before talking one last blinding photo. "They
always make the best photos for blackmail later on." He laughed and took off the large flash
bulb from his camera.
Lucy walked into the room. "Oh, Adam, are you blinding the boys again with your camera?
Well stop it, we need them to be able to see when the rest of the family comes over," she
said, walking over and grabbing the flash from Adam's paw. "I'm hiding this. You'll get it
back later."
"Oh, but honey, I was just having a little fun! What if the lights go out? How can we take
pictures then?" Adam pleaded as Lucy walked away not paying attention. "Darn..." He
looked over to John and Allen who were just getting rid of the last of the dots. "You boys got
lucky." He laughed and walked into the kitchen.
"I'm still seeing spots," Allen said to John. "How about you?"
"I see spots all the time... I'm used to it," he said, pointing to Allen's many dots covering his
body. "I like seeing spots... they're sexy!" he said, leaning over and gave Allen a kiss on the
cheek.
Lucy returned and walked over to the couch and sat down. "Well looks like you boys are
ready to open your presents!" They both nodded. Lucy looked over at the kitchen. "ADAM!
Get your kiester in here so the boys can open their presents!"
"Mff deeerh!" Adam said from in the kitchen.
"ADAM! Are you eating my cookies? I told you, not until the family arrives!"
A few seconds later Adam came out of the kitchen and walked over to the group. "No dear, I
wouldn't eat your cookies..."
"Oh yeah, then why are you covered in crumbs?"
Adam looked down. "Uh... umm... what crumbs?" he said, quickly wiping off his chest and
shifting his eyes.
"Get over here!" Lucy said. Adam sat down next to her. "You know... you get more of my
cookies on you then in you?" she said, laughing and brushing the rest of the crumbs off his
muzzle.
"But they make such a good fashion accessory. It's not Christmas without a sweater full of
mom's delicious homemade cookies!"
Lucy laughed and gave the husky a kiss. She pulled back and glared at him. "I taste my
ham on you... you better not have touched that ham!"
"Well... it was only a small chunk... from the bottom..." Adam defended.
Lucy sighed. "Every year it is the same... I will never get to serve a full ham, will I?"
"Not until you stop making them so delicious."
"Well, thank you... but don't touch my ham! I'm locking it up next year!" Lucy said patting
Adam's thigh.
"Ahem... can we start?" John interrupted.
"Oh, yes, GO!" Lucy laughed as the second she said that, colorful paper started to fly
across the room.
Allen and John ripped through their piles. Boxes were popped open, ribbons were snapped,
paper was torn, and those irritating little plastic metal twisty thingies were worked over for far
too long before being cut with a sharp scissors. It was a veritable war field after they were
done.
The wolf and cheetah had created a little nest around the two of them with their prized
presents in the middle and all the things that used to contain them in a messy ring
surrounding the two. They both paused to take a breath and looked over their spoils.
"Oh, Allen..." Lucy said to the cheetah, "There is one more present just for you."
Allen grinned as Adam walked over and handed him a small square package. He took it and
read the tag. "To the newest member of our family. We love you. John, Adam, and Lucy."
Allen eyes started to well up as he looked at the members of his new family. They did love
him, and he loved them back.
"Well, aren't you going to open it?" Adam said.
Allen looked back down at the package. He feverishly ripped the paper off the present. It
was a brand new MP3 player!
"Oh! Thank you all so much!" he said as he tried opening the box as quickly as he could,
accidently sending the thing flying across the room towards John.
"WHOA!" John said as he grabbed the airborne electronic. He laughed and handed it back to
Allen. "Excited much?"
Allen blushed behind his fur. "Yeah... a little. I've wanted one of these for a while." He
looked over to Adam and Lucy. "Thanks again. I love it! And you even got my favorite color;
bright red!"
"Well, we are glad you like it," Lucy said patting Allen's shoulder. "Just don't break it; it's
not meant to fly."
Everyone laughed, and Allen leaned forward and gave John a kiss on the lips.
"Ok, well, the family will be here in an hour, so everyone get all neat and pretty!" Lucy said
standing up and shooing the boys away from the pile. "You can play with your stuff later.
Go get dressed!"
Allen and John ran back into their bedroom and closed the door. They both looked at each
other.
"Merry Christmas," John said going in for another kiss.
But Allen beat him to it by leaping on the wolf and sending him crashing to the floor. The
cheetah shoved his tongue into the wolf's mouth as his hands explored his thick furred body.
"Ooh, what got into you?" John said as he finally got his mouth free.
"I'm just happy... thanks for the awesome present!" Allen said before shoving his tongue
deep into the wolf's mouth again. He started to rub against the wolf's torso, his hardening
cock started to poke out of his pajama bottoms.
John broke the kiss again. "Well I'm glad you're happy, but if we do this now, we'll be late,
and if we're late, my mom's going to kill us..."
"I'll make it quick," Allen said as he pulled down the wolf's pajama pants and boxers and
grabbed his large hard cock. He stuck the hot rod in his mouth and stated sucking. John
started breathing heavily as the warm wet muzzle worked its way down his length. Allen's
paw grabbed the fur on John's chest as he shoved all ten inches inside his throat and started
to pump his head on the engorged member. John shivered as the cheetah's slick tight throat
enveloped his wolfhood.
"....no..." John said faintly, still lost in the pleasure of the moment. But Allen kept on
going. "No," John said a little louder. "We need to get dressed..." But Allen just kept on
pumping.
John reluctantly pulled away from the cheetah, his long cock sliding out of the warm throat
and into the cold air of the room.
Allen moved forward to try and grab the dick again, but John stood up.
"Aww, please?" Allen said still laying on the floor, his own dripping erection poking out from
his pajamas.
"No, we need to get dressed. Later, I promise."
Allen grunted as he stood up and walked over to the wolf. "You know, I got a wonderful
Christmas present, but what I really want is you," he said, wrapping his arms around the wolf
and giving him a kiss.
"I know, just wait though," John said, returning another kiss then turning around and digging
through his closet to find his nice clothes. Allen did the same.
John pulled out a shirt and held it up against his chest. "How's this one?" he asked Allen.
Allen looked over and saw that the shirt he was holding up was about fourteen different colors
in a wavy, curly design with big, bright orange buttons.
"That shirt looks like you wore it to a disco party for the blind, and after winning the costume
contest you fell in unicorn vomit. It's awful." They both laughed. "I dare you to wear it!"
"Haha, no, my mom would really kill me then. This used to be my dad's, and when she
threatened to burn it, he hid it in my closest. I just use it for a laugh every once in a while."
"Well it works!" Allen said, pulling out a light purple dress shirt and black pants.
"Is this one better?" John said, pulling out a burnt orange shirt with a bright green stain on the
front.
"...I don't even what to know what that is from."
"Neither do I..." The laughed once again. John searched one more time and found a plain
white button-down shirt. "There we go."
They quickly changed their clothes and walked out into the living room. Lucy was slapping
Adam's paw away from the ham.
"Well don't you boys look nice!" she said walking over to them, taking the ham with
her. "Aunt Sophie should be here soon, and Grandpa and Hank are going to be a little late
because Hank's plane was delayed. You can go watch TV until I need you to help set the
table."
"Ok."
John and Allen walked over to the couch and sat down. Some cheesy children's Christmas
movie was playing on the TV and they both made fun of it for a while until Lucy called them
over.
They set the table, and as they set the last fork someone knocked at the door.
"Oh! Aunt Sophia is here!" Lucy said, running up to the door and opening it wide, hugging
the large black wolf with white ears on the other side.
"LUCY! How are you? I missed you so much sister!" said the white eared wolf as she
walked in and embraced Lucy in a huge hug. She wore a bright orange beaded dress and
had on a lot of turquoise jewelry. She looked around and saw the rest of them still in the
kitchen by the table. "ADAM! JOHN!" she yelled as she ran over to them and gave them
both back-cracking hugs.
"Hello Sophia, nice to see you again," Adam said as the wolf let go and he and John felt the
blood flow back into their torsos again.
"Who's this now?" Sophia said, looking over at Allen.
"Sophia, this is Allen. Remember, I was telling you about him over the phone," Lucy said.
"Oh yes! Now I remember! You're a lot cuter then I pictured you! Now gimme a hug!" the
large wolf said walking over to the cheetah, giving him a hug and lifting him up off the
ground. "Welcome to the family!"
She dropped Allen and he massaged his squished torso. "Nice to meet you, too."
"So, when's the food done?" Sophia said, rubbing her paws together as she spotted the ham
on the table. "Ooh... ham!" She went for it, but her paw was quickly met by a slap from
Lucy.
"Not yet, sister!" They both laughed.
"Oh, fine... So where are the others?"
"They will be here soon, Hank's flight was late. We can all watch TV until they get here."
They all sat down in the living room and watched the end of the Christmas movie that John
and Allen were making fun of before.
"Sophia used to be a gymnast. Now she makes decorative novelty soaps. She's... a little
odd," John whispered to Allen.
"I can tell," he whispered back.
The both giggled and went back to watching the TV.
A little while later another knock came at the door. "That'd be Hank and Grandpa!" Adam
said, getting up to answer the door.
A large light gray husky walked in followed by another smaller light gray husky. Lucy had
already gotten up and ran to hug the larger husky. She showered him in kisses while Adam
hugged the smaller one.
"Hank!" She smooched her son once again. "How is school? You don't call enough!"
"All right Mom, enough kisses," he said as she went in for another. "School is just fine and
sorry I don't call as much, I'm just busy.
"Hey Dad," Hank said, moving on to give Adam a hug. Hank got a lot more of his father's
genes as far as looks go, but he got his size from Lucy's side of the family.
"Hey son, glad to have you back," Adam said.
"And how's my little bro?" Hank said, walking over to John who stood up and hugged him.
Hank was a good six inches taller than John and was much more muscular and athletic
looking. "Hear you're into taking it up the butt now."
"Heh... yeah," John said, blushing and looking over to Allen.
"And this must be the guy that's doing it!" he said, moving over to Allen who also stood up
and tried to shake paws.
Hank looked down at his paw, laughed and pulled him in for a big hug. "You're family dude,
and we hug in this family." He let go and Allen smiled.
"Nice to meet you," he said.
John's grandpa wandered over to the group and started to talk to John.
"Your name is Allen right?" Hank asked.
"Yeah."
"Cool. Welcome to the family!"
"Thanks," Allen said as John's grandpa made his way over and also welcomed him to the
family.
They all sat down and watched the television until Lucy came over and said that dinner was
ready. They all hopped up and walked over to the table and sat down. John and Allen sat
next to each other in front of the ham, which had a large chunk missing on one side.
Once everyone got settled in, Adam stood up to give a little speech.
"Welcome once again to the annual Christmas feast! As we have done in so many years
before, we come here, plop our butts down and enjoy some delicious food, like your mothers
delicious ham..." Adam caught himself staring at the ham and continued. "Uh... It is a meal
for coming together as a family. And this year were are fortunate enough to have made our
family even bigger with our newest addition; Allen. As you all have heard, Allen has been
through a lot this last few months, but we have taken him in as one of our own."
Allen felt a tear run down his cheek fur. He tried to discreetly hide it as memories of all the
cold holidays with his old family flooded into his head. They were always very quiet and
lonely, but here it was warm and cheerful. This was his new family and he didn't know how
he had gotten so lucky.
"May we all remember what makes us truly happy, and be glad that we are a tight and loving
family. Now let's eat!" he said, falling back into his chair and reaching for the ham.
Lucy sighed as she watched Adam and Sophie fight over the ham. Amongst the clanking of
plates getting shoved around and the sound of ham hitting the table, Allen's paw found Johns
and soon there lips locked in a kiss. Allen mouthed "I love you" to John and John gave him
another kiss.
They both looked over to see Hank staring at them. He smiled and went back to gathering
food on his plate. Allen though about how nice it was to be able to be open and himself
without people thinking badly about him.
"You're smiling a lot today Allen," Lucy said as she tried to ignore the battle over the ham.
"What? Oh, yeah... just really happy I guess," Allen said as he, too, realized that he had
been smiling a lot more than usual.
"Well that's good. I hope you two didn't want any ham... I think there won't be much left
after Adam and Sophie get through with it. But there is plenty of everything else, help
yourself!" she said as a chunk of the ham flew across the table and landed on the edge of
Allen's plate. "Oh! You'd better eat that before they see it!"
Allen popped the chunk into his mouth quickly and started to chew as the three others not
fighting over the ham laughed.
"Haha! I got the bigger half!" Adam yelled, holding up held of the mutilated ham.
"But I got the better half!" Sophie said as she stuck her tongue out.
Lucy shook her head as the two of them sunk their teeth into the hunks of ham and started
devouring it. "Sometimes I wonder why I even bother..."
Once the battle was over, the meal continued in relative normality. Soon the rest of the food
disappeared as well, and everyone was sitting around full and happy. The family had fun
when Sophie fell asleep in her chair and they all took turns trying to throw olives in her large
gapping muzzle. She woke up when Allen tossed one that hit her square in the nose. She
jumped and almost fell out of her chair. They all laughed when she asked why her was face
was covered in olive juice.
Eventually they all found themselves back in the living room watching yet another cheesy
Christmas movie. Lucy and Sophia were catching up on things with frequent bursts of
laughter. Adam, Hank and Grandpa were all discussing some sports game, and John and
Allen were snuggling under a large white and red snowflake blanket.
"So... you know you are getting your real present tonight, right?" John whispered in Allen's
ear.
"I've been waiting for it all day..." Allen said as his paw found its way to John's crotch and
gave a light squeeze.
John jumped a little at the sudden sensation. "Not in front of the family..."
"Well, let's get away from the family," Allen said, giving another light squeeze.
"Uh, Mom, can me and Allen go to our room now?" John asked politely.
"But we haven't opened the rest of the presents yet!" Lucy said. She looked over at the
clock. "Oh my! It's later than I thought. Ok, let's open them now. John, would you and
Allen like to hand out the presents?"
"Sure," he said. "Just a few more, then you get yours," he whispered to Allen as they got up
from the warm blanket and went over to the tree where another pile of presents had
accumulated.
They picked up the boxes, read who they were for and handed them out. Soon another
storm of flying paper appeared and the room was once again a littered battlefield.
"Ok, can we go now?" John asked again.
"Oh fine... you boys have fun with your presents in your room!"
"What? ..Oh yeah... presents..." John said grabbing the arm load of things he had
received. "We'll have fun." He grinned as he and Allen carried their armfuls of gifts to their
room. They walked in, Allen closed the door with his butt, and they both dropped their load
and leapt towards the bed.
As they hit the bed they both quickly wrapped around each other and John's tongue met
Allen's. John ran his paw through Allen's short head fur as Allen's paw found John's pant's
button, which he quickly undid and began removing the offending item of clothing. John
paused.
"Wait..." he said.
"Uh, why? I've waited all day for this."
"Just wait. Close your eyes and hold on."
Allen sighed and closed his eyes. He felt John get off the bed and rummage around in one of
his drawers. Then there was silence. He felt John slowly get back on the bed in front of him.
"Can I look yet?" Allen asked.
"Yep!"
Allen opened his eyes and laughed. John was standing there complete naked except for a
Santa hat and a large red bow around his thick erection.
"Ooh... Just what I asked for; a Yule log! Now, Santa, get over here and stuff it down my
chimney!" He said as he turned around, undoing his pants and exposing his tail hole.
"Ho ho ho!" John said in a deep voice as he inched closer. "You've been a very good boy
this year little Allen, and I've got a big fat present for you." He moved closer until the tip of
his cock brushed against the soft fur of Allen's ass. "Now hold still while Santa stuffs your
stocking!" John said thrusting deep but missing his mark because Allen dropped down to his
stomach, sending John falling forward on top of him.
"I just remembered my present to you!" Allen said getting quickly off the bed leaving John
lying face first on the bed, his large erection poking from underneath him. "Now close your
eyes!" he told the confused wolf as John rolled over to face him. He did and Allen dug around
in the closet.
John heard a lot of jingling and a few faint curse words as he heard the sound move around
the room. Something large fell over and there was a small scream followed by a few more
curse words. Eventually the jingling sound came closer and John felt Allen get back on the
bed. When the jiggling stopped John opened his eyes and also laughed.
Allen was standing there in one of the black leather harnesses which had been covered in
jingle bells. He was wearing large fake antlers on his head and a large red clown nose on the
end of his muzzle.
"Rudolph?" John asked, getting up to match Allen.
"Santa?" Allen returned.
They both laughed, Allen's bells ringing loudly with each heave of his chest.
"So Santa... I think it's getting a little foggy outside..." Allen ran a finger down John's soft
chest and gave a light squeeze around his hard cock. "How are you ever going to deliver
your presents to all the children of the world?"
"Rudolph with your cock so nice, won't you guide my sleigh tonight?" John said in his deep
voice again.
"Ride me Santa!" Allen said, tossing him a tube of lube and bending over.
John caught the tube and globbed some on his rigid cock. He rubbed it around and scooted
closer to Allen where he also lubed up his tail hole.
"Ready to play some reindeer games?" John asked as he pressed his thick head up against
Allen's pucker.
Allen shivered in anticipation of the hot cock about to fill him up, and all the little bells on his
harness jingled.
With another loud "Ho ho ho," John shoved all ten inches of himself in the cheetah. Allen
gave out a gasp at the sudden filling sensation. John pulled out all but the head and rammed
into his backside again, making all the jingle bells sound at the same time. He pulled out
once again and thrust as the bells rang again.
Allen grabbed a pillow and bit down as the pain of being penetrated slowly turned to pleasure
with each jingle.
John stated thrusting faster, his large endowment pumping in and out of Allen's rear; the
inches disappearing then reappearing in the cheetah's ass. Allen started moaning in
pleasure as his own hard cock started dripping onto the bedding. John reached forward and
grabbed the desperate dick and started rubbing his shaft. This made Allen moan even louder.
Allen tightened his ring muscles around the pumping rod, making John moan in pleasure
too. The two of them breathed heavily to the rhythm of the slapping noise of the bodies and
the jingling of the bells. John leaned forward and wrapped his free arm around Allen's chest;
his heavy breath was loud in Allen's ear.
"Merry Christmas..." John moaned as his orgasm took him over and his thick cock pumped
the cheetah full of seed. Allen near climaxed as he felt the burning liquid fill him up. John
continued to gently thrust until his cock shrunk back into his sheath.
Allen turned over to his back, and John bent forward and gave him a long kiss. He moved
down and kissed his chin, then his neck, then his chest, his stomach, his groin, and
eventually his hard slick cock. He gave the hot erection a soft lick and Allen gasped in
pleasure. John took the stiff rod and stuck it in his muzzle.
Allen clawed at the bedding as he held back his climax. John's large canine tongue rubbed
softly against the underside while he pumped up and down. The warm wet muzzle around
him proved to be too much for Allen to handle, and his cock exploded in the back of John's
throat.
John sucked the cheetah dry as his hard cock finished unloading. He let the softening cock
flop from his mouth as he kissed his way back up to Allen's muzzle. Allen let his orgasm
fade as he lay there next to the wolf basking in the afterglow.
"A Merry Christmas to you too." he said before giving the wolf another kiss.
John and Allen shimmied under the covers and snuggled.
"That was the best Christmas gift I've ever gotten," Allen said as he rubbed his nose against
John's.
"Even better than your MP3 Player?"
"Much." Allen gave the wolf a kiss as John wrapped his arms tightly around Allen.
Someone knocked on the door, and before John and Allen could do anything, it opened and
someone walked in.
"Hey bro, can I borrow a...." Hank said as he saw the two of them naked under the
sheets. "Oh... umm... never mind..." he said, starting to turn around and walk out. He
suddenly turned back around and looked at Allen. "Cute antlers." He walked out and closed
the door.
John and Allen looked at each other and laughed slightly. They hopped out of bed and put
their clothes back on. Allen put the costumes back in the closet and they walked back out
into the living room.
Hank had sat back down working on a model plane he had gotten as a gift. Grandpa and
Adam were already asleep in the living room, and Lucy and Sophie were still talking over a
pot of coffee in the kitchen. Allen and John walked in and sat down on the couch. Allen and
Hank's eye caught each other and they both looked away awkwardly.
"Oh, you boys have fun playing in your room?" Lucy called from the kitchen, accidently
waking Adam up.
"Yeah... we had fun," John said, placing a paw on Allen's lap.
They heard a choked back laugh from Hank as Adam was trying to figure out what was
happening.
"Did I miss dessert?" Adam said, rubbing his eyes.
"There is still some pie in here, dear!" Lucy yelled to him.
"Ah, good. Can't have Christmas without a taste of something sweet before bed," he said
getting up and wondering into the kitchen.
"I had my sweet in bed," John whispered over to Allen.
Hank smiled and shook his head as he went back to his model.
"And you're a lot sweeter than any pie," John continued.
Allen blushed and gave the wolf a kiss.
"Oh, John, Allen, before I forget, you both missed a present under the tree!" Lucy yelled
again from the kitchen.
They looked over at the tree and underneath it were two identical presents wrapped in a deep
red paper and a gold bow. They both got up and picked up the forgotten gifts and sat back
down on the couch looking at the tags.
"From Santa" was all it said.
Allen and John looked at each other with raised eyebrows. They tore open the paper to
reveal black velvet boxes. They opened the boxes and inside were beautiful collars.
In John's box was a bright red collar with a gold tag, in Allen's, a black collar with a silver
tag. They took the collars out and looked at what was printed on the pendants.
"My love."
They looked at each other. John looked back at the tag on the package and then to the
people in the room. He wondered who had gotten them the collars.
Allen undid the black collar and put it around John's neck. John did the same with the red
one around Allen's neck. Allen leaned forward and gave him a kiss.
"This was a nice present too," he said.
"Yeah it was, but I didn't do it," John told him.
"Then who did?"
John shrugged. They both looked down at the collars and then back at each other.
"Well those are nice collars..." Grandpa said as he woke up and looked at the boys. "Who
gave them to you?"
"We don't know, the tag says Santa," John said.
"Well then, it was Santa."
Lucy, Adam and Sophie walked into the living room from the kitchen.
"Are you sure it wasn't you Grandpa?"
"Me? No. I wouldn't be able to pick out such nice things."
John and Allen looked over to Hank, who shook his head. Then they looked over at the rest
of the group, all of which also shook their heads and shrugged.
"Maybe it really was Santa," Lucy said.
"Yeah...sure... Of course it was. Well thank you to whoever did give us these, 'Santa,'" John
said getting up with Allen, grabbing his paw and starting to walk towards his
bedroom. "Good nigh-whoa!"
Allen had pulled him back as they passed the window. John looked over, and the cheetah
was pointing up toward the sky. Something had just finished flying past the glow of the
moon.
"Was that...?" John said.
Allen nodded.
"Huh..." John said as they both stared out the window then down at their new
collars... "Maybe it really was..."
Allen gave him a light kiss on the cheek as he stood their looking out the window
again. "Merry Christmas sweetie."
**Look in my pictures section for an extra Christmas bonus!**