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~18~

"The penthouse?" Arden perked an ear as he wove through the hall, Bryce a step behind him. He couldn't help but marvel at the deer's grace as they wove through the crew. "Unless you want to try to head back to your apartment tonight. Though that's a couple hours away, couple hours back." The buck sighed, "Sherry would murder us if we did that."

"Damn right I would," the dormouse seemed to appear out of nowhere, looking between cervine and bovine. "Take it you two are going somewhere? I've got a limo pulled around at the dock. Bryce, how'd you get here?"

The bull blinked. A limo? Why hadn't he thought of that. Be cool to take a limo, though the car he did take was awesome as hell too. "Um, drove here."

She held her hand out, "Keys. I'll get Harry to take your car back."

Bryce reached for his pocket, but Arden's light touch made him stop. "Might want to wait on that, or at least have him take it to the hotel. I mean, tomorrow we start on the next leg of the tour, and you know what that means."

Glasses slipped down Sherry's nose a bit, "Either way, keys?" Bryce handed them over and the mouse shooed them off, "Good, go have fun you two."

Arden flashed a smile, "Yes, Mom. We'll try to be in bed by a reasonable hour."

"Uh huh, in bed and sleeping are two separate things."

The buck stuck his tongue out and pranced off down the hall, leaving Bryce to hurry and catch up. Arden slowed a step, "He left his keys? My Bryce mentioned he always hid them."

Bryce coughed, "Well... they weren't well hidden."

"Let me guess," Arden slowed as a couple guys went past with part of the stage. "Closet. Far back?"

He nodded, "Inside pocket of this leather jacket."

Arden tsked, "His duster. He hid my Birthday Present there last year. Told him to find a better spot."

If the hallway had been busy, the loading dock was chaos. People were loading up big semi-trailers with equipment. His ears perked as he slowed a step. It was chaos, but there as an organization to it. Everyone knew where to go and what to do. How many times had they packed and unpacked these trailers?

A limo was parked in front of one of the rigs. A rather large rat leaned against the front, taking a draw off a vape pen. "Hey Dave, Sherry tapped you for this?"

"Who else would shuttle you two around?" He took another draw and puffed out a cloud of raspberry vapor, "In the back, don't make a mess. I ain't gonna be cleaning up cause you two got frisky back there."

Arden grinned, "Love you too, Dave." And slid into the back.

The limo was everything Bryce had hoped it'd be. Large seats wrapped around two sides. Bar, snacks, a TV up front. Thing was plush as hell. Made all the more inviting by Arden patting the seat next to him. Bryce barely got settled before the limo started off. "So, dinner, movie, and unwind. Is there anything in particular you want to eat?"

"You mean besides you?" Dave cackled from the front.

Arden rolled his eyes and tapped a button. A screen rolled up between the driver and them, "Don't mind him," he whispered into Bryce's ear. "Dave knows all about us." The buck slid out of his seat and into Bryce's lap again. "Gonna be a little drive, so here." He took Bryce's hands and guided them to his hip. "Relax, breathe, and just touch." Arden smiled as he leaned in, planting a light kiss on Bryce's neck. "So, how about some duchess potatoes? Toasted salad with trout? Move your hand a little, don't just leave it there. Relax, let's just do what you want, Birthday boy."

The walk through the hall hadn't done much to calm him down, and now that Arden was this close again? It was getting hard to focus. "R-right," Bryce breathed out and leaned in to nuzzle Arden. His hand traced over those jeans, following the curve of that lovely rear.

His efforts were rewarded with a breathy moan. Arden's lips trailed up towards his cheek again. Bryce felt his cheeks growing hotter. Lips parted a little as they stared into each other's eyes. Just that moment as they smiled, nuzzled, and arched. Soft touches, light kisses. All while Arden asked about foods that Bryce might want. Just what the buck mentioned, he couldn't remember. It was lost in a haze as they sat there. Arden in his lap, guiding Bryce through how to touch and tease.

A quiet giggle came from the buck. "I feel a little dirty for doing this." His ears perked, "We haven't... I mean you haven't..."

Bryce shook his head, "Not yet." He breathed out quietly. The buck's cologne still stung at his nose, but it was quickly getting erased by the growing scent of excitement and sweat. Even tucked partially under his shirt, his cock was straining to get free. Not helped at all when Arden's hand dipped and started to tease him. Nails lightly rubbed around his tip, tracing him through his shirt.

The buck bit his lip and smiled, "Then this is going to be fun. A bit of turnabout too."

"T-turnabout?" he panted, trying not to buck.

Arden dropped his head and kissed at Bryce's neck. "Mhmm, I'll explain later if you want." His hand trailed up the buck's back. Tightened. Pulled the male into him in a way that made the deer moan into his neck. Body arched and thighs squeezed around his thicker frame. "Or we can just... keep doing this."

Bryce moaned and angled his head as the buck bit gently. Lips played over his thick neck before those teeth came into play. Light playful bites that had him panting. "T-this is good," came the throaty groan.

He lost track of how long they were in the back of that limo. It was hard to keep from just trying to rip Arden's clothes off. He was too nervous to try though. Butterflies curled and fluttered around his gut. Soft words and guiding hands cut through the haze. Showing him just where and how to touch the buck.

Metal clicked, a magical, musical chime. Arden's pants slid open and the buck huffed. His form rolled into Bryce's as the bull's large hands swept along the curve of his ass. Pants whispered down, revealing... Nothing. The buck had no underwear on. Passing streetlights showed the buck's smile as he shifted. "Always go commando at shows," he breathed out sweetly, "underwear ruins the lines of my pants." A slight shift brought Bryce a second surprise. Arden had somehow gotten his pants open again. The bull's gasp was buried into the deer's neck as delicate fingers curled around both cocks. The lightest touch of a thumb sent shivers through the bovine. His girthy member throbbed against the slender, longer buck.

At some point, Dave delivered them to the hotel. Bryce could vaguely remember Arden hurrying to straighten their clothes. Walking through a lobby. The two of them behaving as they waited for an elevator. Which was made worse by several people recognizing Arden. "Act natural," the buck uttered as someone called and waved to him. He put on a wide smile, "Well, act like a big tough. If they linger too long just tap my shoulder and lean in like you're saying something."

Photos, a little chatting, and smiles. Seconds ticked past, giving Bryce enough time to calm down. After a minute or so, he leaned in, put his hand on Arden's shoulder, and whispered; "This long enough?"

The buck pouted, sighed, "Oh I'm sorry, you beauties. It is late and my man back here is being paid to make sure I get my beauty rest." He laughed and threw his head, "My manager's paying him to drag me up to my room if he has to. Must admire his work ethic, can't even think of bribing him." Another picture, a quick voice message, and they were on the private elevator.

Arden dropped back to the wall with a huffed, "Not bad on the timing. Still need to work on your tough guy face though. You were looking a little constipated there."

"I was?"

"Mm, don't worry though. You're intimidating enough most don't question." Arden smiled sweetly and narrowed his eyes. "Ace, did you pick up what we wanted for dinner?"

"Yes, Arden."

The deer sighed in relief, "Wonderful." Arden stretched, groaned, "Put in an order, I am going to shower. Bryce? I know my cologne has been killing your poor nose all night. Sorry about that. Thought if you were gonna show up, might as well attack on a couple fronts." Arden started to strip right there in the elevator. Pants first, of course, his tail flagging high to show off his tight pucker. He flashed a wry grin as Bryce stared long and hard, "Honey?" Bryce blinked, blushed, and tried to look away. Arden stepped in and gave the bull's chin a little kiss before drawing him down so he could whisper into his ear, "Stay away from the porn channels." A light touch to his groin made the bull huff, "These are all mine, Darling."

Ding!

The doors whispered open and Arden swept into the penthouse's private entry, "Shower time!"

~36~

Bryce winced as curious fingers probed his chest. "Ah, it ain't that bad. Nowhere as deep as you'd think. Got lucky there, Young'un," Dave leaned back. Teeth clicking as the rat looked down at a bag. "This is gonna burn like fuck. Try to hit me and I'll put you down."

Bryce clenched his teeth as the rat sprayed some sort of foam onto the slash. No holding back the low, animalistic groan of pain. Arden hovered nearby, or at least he wanted to, but Sherry was busy checking him over. "Is he going to be okay?" The buck glanced from dormouse to rat and back.

Dave gave a thumbs up and looked in his bag. Sherry handed Arden a glass, "Drink. Okay. Just so I'm clear. You," she started to count on her fingers, "guilted me into letting you sneak out. Met him a bar. Got kidnapped. He rescued you. And instead of calling the cops, you called me? Do I have everything right?"

Arden nodded and took a sip from the glass of brandy. He narrowed his eyes and took a breath to steady himself. "About sums it up."

"Okay..." She rubbed her nose above her glasses. "Okay, so I'll talk with some people and get a statement worked up." The mouse turned on Bryce, "So why'd you get involved?"

Bryce winced as Dave ran a line of glue along the cut. That stung worse than the spray he'd used. "Well, don't get flirted with often. Met a cute guy at a bar, someone tries to kidnap him, I just did what I thought was right." He huffed and fought the urge to claw at his side. Though he did touch the knife wound with a crooked smile, "Got real lucky I guess."

Sherry looked at him over the rim of her glasses, "Do you know who he is?"

He blinked and did his best to look as clueless as he could. "The kidnappers or Arden? Hadn't met either of them before today." He didn't want to lie to Sherry. She was really one of Arden's longest supporters. Right now, she was his personal aide. Hired by Arden's management company to keep him happy and complacent so they could keep raking in millions. In a few years, Arden would get her promoted to his manager. She was on top of things, smart, and more importantly, she actually liked Arden. Eighteen, you're gonna have a rough time winning her over, but is it ever worth it.

Bryce offered a shaky smile, "Just met him in the club tonight. Thought he was cute, wanted to ask him out. Some guys started a fight, I saw Arden get pulled off." He shrugged and did his best innocent look, "Just kinda took off after them."

"Uh huh..." her tone suggested she didn't fully believe him. Sherry glanced towards the buck and mouthed, "_Arden?"_to which he gave a sheepish smile.

"Ah, go easy on the kid, Sugarplum. Ain't every day you save a celebrity from kidnappers and get stabbed!" Dave clapped Bryce hard on his shoulder and grinned. Now Dave was much easier to win over. Just as easy to lose too. Though they'd always got along swimmingly. Well, once he learned Dave's Rules of the Road.

Sherry rubbed her eyes, "Okay, fine. Bryce was it? Where are you staying? Happily call you a ca..." A look from Arden made the mouse sigh and fold her arms. She stepped in and dropped her voice, but he could just hear the whispers. "We both know what your mother will say if she finds out."

Arden put on his best doe-eyes, "Come on, he rescued me. Besides... I don't think he has anywhere else right now."

Bryce offered his best innocent smile, "I'll be fine with a couch. Think I've had enough excitement for tonight. At the very least, I promise not to get in any more bar fights. I'll do my best not to bleed on anything either."

"Eh," Dave was packing up his bag. A red pouch labeled Last Aid Kit, "I say let the kids have their sleep over, Honey. Can get this all sorted out in the morning."

"Fine," Sherry threw her hands up, "Fine! Bryce, do you have a bag or anything? Can't imagine that you were walking around with just what you were wearing." He fished the locker key out and she took it. "No bleeding, hard drinking, and whatever you do, keep it semi-quiet. I don't want Mrs. Weiss calling me at 2 A.M. complaining that someone is making noise. Come on, Dave. We're going to get his bag and then..." her words faded as she stormed out of the penthouse with her husband in tow.

Arden watched them go with a wistful look. "So..." the buck jumped at Bryce's voice. "Um... where is the shower?" Bryce looked at his side and touched the sticky fur gently. It wasn't too bad. Smaller than he remembered. "Need to get cleaned up."

The buck's gaze trailed along his bared chest. Quietly tracing the bull's defined pecks and abs. He bit his lip quietly and shifted on his seat. "The shower? Oh! Right through here." He blinked and looked over himself. He wasn't as bad off. Sweaty, beer soaked into his hoodie, grease and dirt, but certainly smelled of the alleyway they'd hidden in. "God, I need a shower too."

Bryce smiled, "Want to join me?" Arden's eyes went wide, back stiffened, he bit his bottom lip. Then he smiled.

~12~

Bryce stifled a yawn. Shaking his head to ward it off. He and Arden had a great dinner together. Then they moved to a couch out on the porch. Savannah finished tucking a blanket around the pair before heading back inside to clean up. Bryce found himself leaning into Arden, his arm sliding around the deer's back. Arden kept his hand lightly around Bryce's shoulder.

"It doesn't seem so bad."

Arden's ear twitched, "What doesn't?"

Bryce stretched, tried to fight off the yawn, but ended up losing the battle. "This power I mean. Get to see what I'm like, what we're like." He blinked slowly. "Weird knowing how I'll end up being. Seems a little like cheating."

Arden nuzzled his head quietly, "Oh it's not cheating. Life wasn't easy for either of us. My career had bumps, a few attempted scandals, and other issues. Yours wasn't easy either. Your books were rejected so many times before you found..." He smiled. "Well, both of us fought tooth and nail to get where we are." He patted Bryce's knee gently. The buck leaned back and looked towards the sky. "There were times when one of us would start to take the other for granted. Forget what we meant to each other. Go from waking up in bed with someone's arm around you. Smell them in the room after they'd left. The sound of their laughter. Then..." He breathed out a quiet sigh.

"But you've got all that ahead of you. A lifetime of adventure and hardship. Of loss and love. I envy you, Bryce."

The bull leaned in against the buck and nuzzled lightly. Just a little brush. The barest, most shy of embraces. It was enough to make Arden smile. The buck returned it with a smile and soft sigh. "Well, I suppose I have one last present for you today, Bryce."

Fingers slid over his chin and lifted the bull's head a little. Arden leaned down and gifted him a kiss. This was a simple expression. One in which Arden tried to convey everything about his life with Bryce. It spoke of their hardships, their effort, all their connections, trials, everything.

Bryce's cheeks flushed red hot. Eyelids fluttered as he leaned into it. A light touch to one of his horns angled his head. Letting the buck lean in just a bit closer.

It only lasted a few seconds, but it was an experience Bryce would never forget.

"Sh-should we have done that?" His cheeks flushed hot as he leaned back.

Arden laughed, "Just a kiss, Honey. Barely even that. Believe me, we'll do far more than that." His eyes softened as he tilted his head and smiled. "Did you enjoy it?"

Bryce thought a long moment. "It was different. I mean, had people kiss me on the nose and stuff before, but that felt different. Nice."

"Good," Arden planted another kiss on his head and leaned back in the seat. He made no effort to hide his own yawn, "I'm old, so I'm getting tired too. If you don't mind just sitting here for a little while longer?"

The bull shifted on the seat and leaned a bit closer. "I don't mind." He muttered quietly, eyes drifting closed. Nose twitching as he breathed in Arden's scent. That wonderful scent that smelled of grains and grass. Which blended so wonderfully with the deep, green scent of the forest beyond their yard. Bryce yawned and slid up closer to Arden, letting the buck's head tuck between shoulder and cheek. They shared a quiet sigh and closed their eyes most of the way. Arden smiled and ran his fingers over the cover of the journal. "Should I write in it?" the bull asked curiously.

Arden laughed quietly, "If you want, it is what you generally do." The buck perked his ears and looked around, "Just need..."

"A pen?" Savannah smiled as she offered him one.

Bryce jumped a little at the droid's sudden appearance and offered a shaky smile, "Thank you, Sav." So, how did this work? Looked like each page was written for a specific age. Eighteen to start? That was weird. Well, looked like he was flipping all the way to the back! Page after page of his life story flipped past. Some entries taking several pages, others a single paragraph. He got to the very end and stopped.

What should he write?

I had a really good time today. The food was pretty good and it was nice hanging out with Arden all day. He's a really neat, nice guy. Can't wait to see what happens with life.

The bull yawned, blinked, and felt the pen start to dip against the page. Savannah swept in and gently took the pen from him. The donkey adjusted the blanket about both of them, "I'll be just inside if either of you need me." And she slipped off. Leaving Bryce and Arden there, the pair dozing off as they stared into the woods. A sadly sweet smile on the buck's lips as he nuzzled up into the bull's chin.

~18~

Bryce futzed about the hotel room nervously. He'd been in some nice hotel rooms before. One birthday, Older-Bryce had rented one of those apartment hotels. Another had rented a RV and parked it out in the woods. Those had both been fun. Though this was on a whole other level from either of those. Hell, it was nicer than Thirty-six's place.

Hardwood floors, plush furniture, several bedrooms, it was opulent. Arden had told him to get comfortable while he showered, promising to be quick. He could hear the buck in the bathroom, humming away in the shower.

Ears perked as a thought came to him. Was Arden expecting him to join? Is that something couples actually did or was it just in movies? How did sex in a shower work anyway? Wouldn't someone end up getting soaked all while the water ran cold? Oh God, what would happen if one of them slipped? Hooves didn't exactly work well on slick tile. Though the hotel had to have planned for that. Couldn't imagine they'd drop money on real marble counter tops and not have no-skid showers. Hell, Ace had even asked if Bryce wanted him to integrate with the Suite. That had to be fancy as fuck.

The movie case caught his eye again. Deathstalker Collection. As he stared at it, the cover blinked, shifted to bear the title of_Deathstalker II_ with full artwork. Then shifted again a few seconds later. It had to be something special if Thirty-six had apparently busted his ass getting a signed copy. "Hey, Ace?" he started cautiously, "is there a TV or something?" He popped the case open and found what looked like a USB stick there. Though that was a weird shaped connector.

"Of course!" came the happy chirp, "What do you want to watch?"

"Yeah, I've got a movie on a stick here." Lights flicked on in a bookshelf. Bryce found a computer looking thing there and plugged the stick in.

Ace hummed, "Reading movie data. I know you hate the previews and menus. Would you like me to skip right to the movie itself?" A low hum sounded from the other side of the room. Bryce's eyes widened in awe as a movie screen rolled up from a low shelf.

"Sure. Could you start with Two?" The bull wandered over to the massive couch and plopped down. Waiting eagerly as a projector kicked on and...

He'd seen high school productions with a bigger budget. The bull frowned a bit in confusion as he watched a guy grab a plastic ruby from a badly painted foam box. Sure, it was a bit funny how it looked like he was fighting the same two guys over and over. If you could call that fighting. Looked like they were just swinging plastic swords towards each other. Then he leapt out of a window and rode off. This was weird.

"I'll have my revenge. And Deathstalker too!"

Arden echoed the line as the nearly-naked actress uttered it. His lips brushed Bryce's ears with each word. Bryce jumped at the buck's sudden entrance and fumbled for a remote. Which he didn't have. "Sorry, I was just curious about the movie."

Fingers tapped his nose, "Oh it's fine, I've seen it a million times. Besides," the buck slid his hands over Bryce's chest as he slid over the couch's back. "These movies are more fun when you watch them with someone."

It wasn't until the buck was practically in his lap that Bryce realized Arden was completely and utterly naked. His back went ramrod straight as Arden grinned wickedly. The buck leaned up and gave his nose a kiss, "You know, I was expecting you to come join me in the shower." A quick peck silenced Bryce's apology before it could be uttered. "It's okay. Shower sex is great, but nice to get cleaned up and prepared solo sometimes. Though," his hand ran over Bryce's chest. He eased a couple buttons open, accentuating each word. "I thought I told you to get comfortable." Arden's voice dropped to a husky, almost purring note, "Or were you waiting on me to help?"

Whatever response Bryce might have had was silenced as the buck pulled him into a kiss. It started slow and sensual. Lips met, parted, then met again. Bryce angled his head just a touch and Arden deepened it. The deer's tongue found his lips and eased past. Just a little lick before retreating. Both teasing and inviting, asking Bryce's to come out to play. Arden filled his senses. His touch was like electricity. Scent so soft and sweet. Taste rich, minty, with just the barest tingle of alcohol.

A moan slipped from the bull, answered by a giggle from the buck. Arden's light touch slid Bryce's shirt back. Broad shoulders rolled as he shed the cloth. Gentle fingers danced over thick muscles. Guiding the shirt off and down, freeing Bryce's arms. Which let him plant both hands on the buck's bare backside. That white tail flicked up eagerly as Arden grinned into the kiss. Next came his undershirt. Removing it gave them an excuse to come up for air. Not for long, Arden readily dove back in. His tongue drove into Bryce's mouth as the buck moaned hungrily. "Just," Arden breathed out, "let your hands wander."

Bryce was starting to pant harder now as Arden's hands wandered over his chest. His hands were so warm as they ran over his pecs and down. "How will I know if you're liking it?"

"You'll know..." Arden bit his lip with a grin as he started to open Bryce's pants.

Ding Dong. Ace chimed, "Your meal has arrived. Should I let the delivery driver in?"

"No!" they chimed as one.

"Coitus Interruptus," Arden laughed, "I'll go get the food. You get those pants off. And don't worry, we'll stop blue balling you here soon, Dear."

Bryce huffed and watched as the buck stood up and almost pranced off. He swept a robe off the floor where he'd abandoned it earlier. White tail up and pert rump wiggling as he strutted off. The bull pinned his ears back and groaned as he shifted his pants off again. His underwear were stained pretty heavily with precum. Cock aching as he kicked off his remaining clothes.

He couldn't count the times that he'd imagined what it'd be like to have sex with Arden. Kinda funny, but despite ample opportunity, he'd never had sex. Kinda felt weird to think about dating someone else. Especially knowing what he had waiting for him. Meant that he was practically vibrating now as he stripped. The bull glanced after the buck and huffed. He'd waited this long for it. What was a few more minutes? Didn't mean that he didn't want to just grab Arden and...

~36~

Arden gasped as Bryce shoved him against the wall. The bull's horns clacked off tile as he dove in and kissed the buck. His thick tongue dove into the open mouth. Arden's nails dug into his back as he leaned into the embrace. A moan broke free of the cervine as his eyes rolled back. Oh this was bliss!

Sherry and Dave had barely left before the pair had started undressing each other. Arden barely remembered getting his shirt off, much less the pair of them making it to the bathroom. Bryce wasn't his first partner, but there was something about him that... Mmmph, it was hard to describe. It was like he knew just what buttons to push. The way those rough hands roamed over his body. How they stroked his hip, inviting him to throw his leg higher. Something he did happily, hopping up into the bull's grasp. Both legs wrapped about that powerful waist. Aching hard cocks pressed tight to each other. Each rock of their hips ground flesh to flesh. Precum staining both their bodies.

Bryce freed a hand and groped for the shower. Water blasted the pair as he blindly twisted. Using his bulk to shield Arden from the icy downpour. Years of effort combined with his eighteen year-old body's raging hormones to keep him at full mast. Fuck! How had they ever left bed at this age? Thirty-six years of experience tried to push against that rush of lust. His willpower held, but only just.

The kiss broke as Arden threw his head back. Bryce immediately started for the buck's neck. Trailing a line of kisses down his jawline and to that exposed neck. Arden's moan shuddered from him as the buck arched. "Fuck me," he gasped out.

"In a minute..." Bryce groaned, kneading that perfect rump. "Fuck you've got a sexy ass..." his hand came up with a crack that echoed off the shower's walls.

The big bull groped around and found what he was looking for. The shower was one of those stalls. Plenty of room for the two of them. More importantly, it had a built in seat. Arden huffed as Bryce shifted and pulled away, "W-what are you doing?" the buck moaned and perked his ears. He tried to keep his legs wrapped about the big Angus, but a light touch and a look made his legs relax.

"Having some fun," Bryce winked. Light kisses, little pecks started it off. The bull breathed in the buck's scent before the water could wash it away. Beer, fear sweat, and under it all, that cologne. "You smell fucking amazing. What is that?"

Arden bit his lip and squirmed eagerly. He'd never had someone dote on him like this before. It was usually some play, then fuck and done. "T-this sc-scent I'm w... fuck... developing." He gasped, grabbing those heavy horns as Bryce played with his nipple. Just a little bite and lick. Enough to make the buck arch and throw his head back.

"So," Bryce grumbled playfully, hiding his smirk. He knew what Arden liked and he planned on making tonight one of the buck's best memories. "Rich? Famous? Making your own cologne?" He breathed in the buck's scent. Breath puffed against the male's stomach as he licked his way down, "Grain... grass... medicine? Got a name for it?"

"Mmmph," Arden squirmed, his cock throbbing as the bull teased him. "S-sandlewood, not... mm... not medicine. Not yet." It was getting harder to focus. "Wh-why?"

"Might have a name."

Okay, admittedly, he was curious. "What?" he gasped as Bryce teased his nipple again.

"Haaay."

"You're fucking..." he stopped a second and grinned, "Horribull." Bryce attacked his sides with savage tickles, making the deer squeal and squirm before snorting a laugh.

The assault didn't last long. Just enough to break the growing tension for a mere breadth of time. Arden's ears pinned back as he looked down at the bull. "D-does it matter that I'm famous?"

Bryce looked up and smiled. He hummed and nuzzled into the buck's sleek belly, "Honestly? No. You," he planted a kiss on Arden's stomach, "are," a little lower, "the most," around to a thigh, "attractive," he nosed a little closer, "person I've ever met." Bryce's broad nose nudged up into the deer's cock. His eyes narrowed as he breathed in the buck's scent, "And I ain't just saying that."

Cheeks flushed hotter as that so soft nose nuzzled up between his cock and balls. The bull's tongue swept against his sac and made him arch with a panted, "Yo-you're just saying that." His expression softened as his head turned. How many times had someone came onto him just because he was Ethan Weiss? Just how many horror stories were there about people who...

"Arden, do you want me to stop?"

Ears perked as the buck squirmed. No of course he didn't want to stop. He wanted to ravage and be ravaged. To rut and feel everything primal. Sherry had warned him about people wanting to make him love them just to get at his money. Hell, he'd seen it first hand with his parents. Bryce... Bryce had risked his life to save him, and they'd only just met that evening. Yet here they were. His eyes trailed down the bull's large form to the shower floor. That trail of red. Evidence soaked into the bull's black pelt of what he'd gone through.

Arden had gone to talk to him because he was cute. Figured it'd be a fun to chat someone up. Do his song, maybe have a fling. Something non-committal that could be forgotten. He'd never imagined someone would try to kidnap him. Never dreamed that someone would put their life on the line to rescue him. Yet here they were. Bryce offering to stop, and the look in his eyes, it all seemed...

Real.

The buck bit his bottom lip and squirmed on the tile seat, "Don't you dare. AHH!" he nearly doubled up as the bull happily engulfed his cock.

Arden rocked his head back and grabbed at those wide horns. "Oh... oh fuck," he uttered, panting as his hips rocked. Bryce's tongue bathed his cock. The bull happily bobbing his head. He took Arden's length to the root and back up. Tongue swirled over the tip before diving back down. Curling under the shaft and drawing it deep. Lips fluttered around the buck's base before coming back with a wet, hungry slurp. Arden's leg shook as the bull tended to him. Barely able to hold on for the ride.

He bit his bottom lip and squirmed as the bull nodded his head lower. Rough fingers traced his hips and around. Bryce groaned around the cock as he pulled Arden closer to the edge. Fur slipped on tile as his rear hung off. Arden threw his head back with a gasp. His metal-capped antlers clacking off tile. The bull's head bobbed and rolled faster. His fingers traced up and around the male's rump, between his cheeks. The merest touch to his back door made the deer arch.

Nails scrabbled off slick tile as he shuddered. "B-bryce..." he gasped as his cock twitched. He had to bite his lip to keep from calling out as the bull drew back. That naughty tongue circled his cock head and dove back down. Slobbering and suckling his cock nosily. Thick finger probed his rear, teasing him with little presses."I'm gonna cum!"

Hot breath puffed against his belly. An unspoken _Do it_from the bull. Arden grabbed at one of those wide horns, arched, and called out. Voice echoing off the shower walls.

~18~

Bryce nearly collapsed against the couch, eyes rolled back in his head. The bull uttered a throaty groan as Arden pulled back slowly. "There," the buck grinned and stroked his cock, "are we feeling less pent up?" When he nodded, Arden sat up with a purred, "Good. Also don't forget what I'd told you about hygiene." His hand trailed down the bull's semi-hard cock, "And about not forgetting the balls."

He panted, mind utterly blown by the buck's skill. "S-sorry, didn't have time to..." he panted, "warn you."

"Oh it's fine. I've done it enough to know your tells."

"What about you?" Ears perked against horns as his hand trailed over Arden's hip.

The buck arched with a breathy moan as Bryce's hand found his cock. "Oh," he breathed out, "don't worry about that. I'll get it taken care of soon." He smiled as his hand trailed over the bull's wide chest. "It's your birthday. Figured I'd get that handled sooner rather than later. Besides, looked like you were about to start fucking the couch. Now," Arden arched forward and picked up a plate, "Eat. You're gonna need your energy for what I've got planned for you." The buck smirked.

His tone brought a hot flush to Bryce's cheeks. Just what was the deer planning for him? More importantly, why was he both scared and aroused at the thought of it?

Bryce took the plate and nibbled on it. Rich, garlicky potatoes, roasted grains, and other delights he couldn't begin to identify. The smell alone had him drooling. And to top it off? "Wine?" Arden offered a glass.

"But I'm just eighteen."

"No," Arden smirked, "You are legally thirty-six. Oh don't worry, you're not a heavy drinker, never have been. A glass of wine or two never hurt anyone. Besides, all part of my gift to you. Good food, fine wine, a bad movies, and," Arden shifted to lay against him, "good company."

Bryce shifted, putting an arm around the buck again, "The best company."

A quiet huff, "Oh hush, you've already won me over a million times."

They met in a kiss. A slow, gentle embrace. Lips tasting of wine, garlic, and Bryce's semen. The bull's ears twitched back as the taste hit him. A little salty, a little sweet, but not bad. He lifted a hand and stroked over Arden's chest. The deer hummed quietly and smiled as he leaned in to the touch.

Arden broke the kiss and offered Bryce a bite of food. He'd set the pace tonight. This was a special night for Bryce. Hell, it was a special night for him. It was a strange feeling. Being with Bryce, whose body he knew in the most intimate of detail. Yet experiencing that slight hesitation. The uncertainty that he barely remembered from his bull. Why, even when they were both younger, the bull had always had this air of confidence to him. This uncanny knowledge of just what buttons to push with Arden. Now he knew where that knowledge came from.

He smiled into another kiss, What a naughty bull he is. Not like I'm any better. Arden took a sip of wine, leaned in, and shared it with Bryce. The bull's soft groans all that much sweeter to him.

Time passed. Arden felt that fullness from their dinner, the slight buzz from the wine, and the building need. He smiled and pulled from Bryce. A touch drew the bull up with him. "Holly," he almost whispered, "Can you give us something romantic. Instrumental." He ran his fingers over Bryce's broad shoulder. Bryce's hand came to rest on his hip, bare bodies pressing so close together. "And set us to Do Not Disturb."

A quiet chime then music started. No words.

"When would you like the Do Not Disturb to end?" Holly chimed up in her too-helpful tone.

Teeth ground quietly, "Make it three tomorrow."

"Okay. I have set your Do Not Disturb to turn off at 3A.M. tomorrow morning."

"No!" Arden called out, "Three tomorrow afternoon." He sighed and rubbed his head as Holly reported the change. "I swear... Smart Assistant my ass. If it wasn't for the brand deal..." he trailed off as he caught Bryce's lips twitching. The bull was trying his hardest not to laugh. "Not a word." He leaned up.

Bryce dipped his head to meet Arden in a kiss. The pair swaying slowly in time with the music. He knew how to dance at least. Though this was far different from a Spring Formal or a Prom. To be here, with Arden, in this moment? Oh those other times were nothing compared to this. How close they were. The sheer intimacy of their kiss. How Arden's hands traced his shoulders and down over his pecs. The...

His leg bumped into something. Arden shoved and slipped from his grip. The bull called out as he dropped back onto a bed. Looking up at the smiling deer with a mixed look of shock and amusement. Arden angled his head just so, looking like a fine sculpture as he loomed over the prone bull. "Have a nice trip, Dear?"

"Um..." Bryce grinned and rubbed his head, "See you before next Fall?"

Arden clicked his tongue, "A little weak, but it's a skill you'll hone." He winked and ran his hands down Bryce's thighs. The buck dropped to his knees before the bed and hummed. A touch lifted the bull's thighs so he could lean in. "Speaking of. One thing you should know about me is I'm a switch. I," he planted a kiss on Bryce's low hanging balls, "love to play with these, but..." he grabbed the lube he'd placed by the foot of the bed earlier. "I also love playing with..." slick fingers ran over Bryce's pucker, "This."

The touch made Bryce shudder and gasp. Pulling his own legs a little higher as Arden prepared him. He'd played with himself before. Spit for lube, press a finger in, try to find a good position, then just give up and jerk off. Here and now? Having Arden's fingers probe his rear and push in slowly. His soft encouragement of, "Relax,"brought a shuddering breath from the bull.

Muscles clenched and flexed, then slowly relaxed. A single finger eased in. Lube helping it plunge and probe. Arden expertly worked to relax the birthday boy as he smiled. His ears perked at those cute, sweet noises he was coaxing from Bryce. Noises which only grew as he nuzzled the bull's sac and suckled at one.

"Now," Arden slid up with a smile. His cock slid against Bryce's member. The buck curled slick fingers over both and stroked them together. "Communication is very important. Don't just lay there and take it if you're not comfortable." He teased the tips of their cocks together. Shivering as precum spilled over his fingers. "Always better to let someone know than to resent it later."

Bryce flushed hot and nodded, 'Uh Huh... well this is pretty good so far."

Arden grinned, "Oh Sugar, I'm just getting started. Also," he added a second finger. Massaging the bull's backside, "Lube. There's almost never too much lube."

Bryce's breath caught in his throat as the deer slid up his body. Light kisses trailed up his front. A touch had the bull shift higher onto the bed. Only stopping as horns tapped off headboard. His legs draped over Arden's thighs as the buck leaned in.

Velvety soft nose bumped his as the buck smiled. "Ready?" Bryce nodded. Breath catching in his throat as he felt the buck's tip probe between his cheeks. "Nervous?" a shake of his head, which made the buck smile. "Liar. Everyone's nervous their first time. Just remember to..." he leaned in and kissed that thick neck. "Relax..."

"Ah...!" Bryce gasped as Arden pushed in. Hips rocked with a slow, gentle pace. Spreading him just a little more with each push. The buck eased himself deeper. Deeper. Then... with a soft clap, their hips met.

Bryce's breath came in short gasps as Arden nuzzled into his neck. The tall, slender deer readily laying atop the broad, behemoth of a bull. His cock throbbing early within the tightness of his lover's backside. Waiting for what he knew was coming. That shudder, the little breath, and the nod.

Hands curled around the buck as he panted. Hips lifted ever so slightly as he gave a shaky nod. "O-okay."

Arden kissed that throat and hummed sweetly. "How does it feel?" His touch roamed Bryce's flanks and up to his chest. Rediscovering every inch of his bull as they started to make love. That slow, careful grind of his hips made the bull clench again. Not nearly as tight as before, but it passed quickly.

"Uh huh," Bryce groaned and arched. Legs curled around the buck as he threw his head back. Groaning deep in his throat. Arden's pace increased. Slowly, but surely, he started to built to a full rut. Not that he intended to finish quickly.

Seconds tickled past as they made love. Fading into minutes. Then towards an hour. Arden exploring Bryce. Kissing, petting, licking, all while the bull moaned and arched under him. He could feel the bovine tense under him. Not out of uncertainty, but out of excitement. The buck couldn't begin to count the number of times they'd approached a finish only to back off. He was sweating, panting. A show and then this? Oh he was going to pay for it tomorrow.

"Bryce," he panted, "I'm close..." his body shifted. Hand snuck down to curl over the bull's hard cock. Stroking in time with his quicker thrusts.

Bryce could only moan and nod. Arms and legs curled tight around the buck, nails dug into the male's back. He arched and panted, head dipping down as his cock throbbed. Somehow, the pair found themselves in another kiss. Lips parting so their tongue could dance over each other. All while his heavy balls lifted.

"Unnf..."

"Gaaaah!"

Who came first wasn't important. They were utterly lost in the moment. Muzzles locked together as they shared in the bliss. Arden's bare length painted Bryce's insides. While Bryce made a mess between their bodies.

Then that moment of respite. A shudder. A pant. A sweet smile.

"I need some fucking water." Arden groaned as he sat up slowly. "You want some too?"

"Please," Bryce all but collapsed on the bed. Sweat stained the sheets and foamed over his dark pelt. "Fuck..." he panted, staring up at the ceiling. "Is it like that every time?"

Arden came back, "No," the buck blushed and took a sip from his. "Admittedly, I was showing off." He hid his wince as his back twinged. Oh it'd been a while since he'd tried to go that long, but the look Bryce gave him? Made it entirely worth it.

He slid in next to the bull as they recovered. Panting softly as they cooled down. Bryce turned to nuzzle into Arden's fine hair. Mussing it up with his broad nose. "Stop that," the buck laughed, "Gonna end up with a cow lick."

"Sorry," Bryce hummed, "Just smells so good." The bull narrowed his eyes and smiled. "So, um... Arden?" The buck hummed at him. "You said to talk about what we wanted?"

Arden lay his head on Bryce's chest, listening to that strong heart thump away. "Of course, Dear."

"What do you want? I mean, what do you like?"

He smiled quietly. "Well, I'll happily tell you what I want."

~36~

"Ahhh!" Arden gasped, cheeks flushing hot as he broke the kiss, "Fuck me!" The buck rocked back in Bryce's hold, legs wrapped tight around his waist.

They stumbled out of the bathroom, bodies still wet from their fun. Arden's taste lingered on Bryce's tongue as he carried his lover out and into the bedroom. Tempting as it was to throw Arden to the bed and ravage him, Bryce chose a to let the buck down. Arden bit his lip and smiled eagerly. He flipped around and bent forward, tail flagging up to show off his ready pucker.

Bryce felt around for a light and clicked it on. Biting his bottom lip as he locked eyes with Arden. _Fuck me, that is sexy._He stole a look around and saw someone else had been into the room. His bag had been dropped in a corner. A box of condoms and lube sat on the bedside table. Dave had tucked the hotel's notepad next to the box.

"Have Fun, Boys."

Ah, he loved Dave. "Expecting something?" Bryce flashed a grin as he rattled the condom box.

"What?" Arden looked back, then his cheeks went beet red and he started to stammer.

Bryce laughed and gave his ass a swat, "It's fine, figure it was one of your friends. Should I?" he started to open the box, ears perking forward.

Arden bit his lip and squirmed as he looked back at the bull behind him. Fuck that cock looked delicious as hell. He wanted to feel it in him, pounding deep, blowing a fat load right into his ass. There was that worry though. "Are you clean?"

"Squeaky." Bryce laughed, trying to sound a bit nervous as he rubbed his head. "First time, actually." Technically true. Aside from watching a couple friends jerk off, and an aborted BJ, Eighteen had never done anything with anyone.

Ears folded back as the buck groaned, "R-really? Fuck..." he huffed and arched with a groan, stepping his feet apart. "Y-your choice then, I'm clean."

That's what he wanted to hear. Bryce tossed the box over his shoulder and snapped up the lube. A healthy pour over his cock, then a drizzle over the buck's pucker. Arden bit his lip, shivered, and groaned as he held his cheeks apart. Waiting eagerly as Bryce lubed up his cock.

"Ooooh!" he gasped as the bull lined up and pushed in. Oh fuck, he was thick! Felt like he was about to be split in half. "G-ggggod!" he called out as the bull pressed deeper. So thankful that Bryce didn't just hammer home. He wasn't the first Arden had been with. That honor went to one of his co-stars. That dumbfuck stallion had just slammed in and pounded. Fucker didn't even last a minute.

Then Bryce's body tucked against his backside. He leaned down and nuzzled into Arden's neck, "You okay?" he snorted.

Arden bit his bottom lip and squirmed, stepping his feet apart. Both hands came down to the bed as he nodded. "Y-yeah, just... fuck you're big... just give me a minute." His tail flagged and wiggled, tickling Bryce's belly. Oh he loved that. The eager little waggle Arden's tail did when he was getting a good dicking.

It only took a few seconds before the buck nodded, "O-okay. I'm R..." his voice cracked into a gasp as Bryce pulled back until he nearly slipped out. A guttural, tending grunt broke free as the bull's heavy form crashed off his backside. Eyes rolled back in pure bliss as the larger male started to give him a good, hard rutting. Slow and steady. Letting the sting course through his rear and start to fade before the next stroke came.

Crack!

Arden bleated as Bryce's hand came down in a good slap. The large, rough hand massaged the stinging hip, drawing him back into the thrust. Eyes rolled back as his maw hung open. He grabbed at pillows, bed sheets, whatever he could get. All while the Angus just rutted him like a beast. Fuck! This was his first time? It'd be a fucking miracle if Arden could walk tomorrow! No fucking regrets!

Hard as he was giving it to Arden, Bryce was still a gentleman. The bull leaned forward with a groan. His hand snaked under the buck's slender belly. Scratching it with the tips of his thick nails. His touch wandered lower, teasing the buck's tip. He gathered some precum and started to stroke.

Shocked by the reach-around, Arden jumped, bucked, and snorted with glee. His head dropped to the bed, burying a bugle of joy into a pillow. Much as he was _fucking_loving this, he didn't want to wake up the whole hotel. It was quickly getting to be too much. The sound, the feel, how Bryce was touching him, and those balls. Good God those balls! The way they hung so low. Clapping off his sac and thighs with each thrust. If it never stopped, it'd be too soon.

"Ooh fuck," he gasped, rolling his head to stare up at the bull. Bryce's wide muzzle bumped his cheek as he gasped. The bull's warm, grassy breath washed over him. "Gonna..." he couldn't finish the sentence as Bryce's fingers rolled over his tip.

"Do it."

That's it. Two simple words grunted out in the heat of passion. Arden reached back, grabbed a handful of Bryce's hair and arched. The buck started to call out, but was quickly quieted by Bryce's heavy hand. His thick fingers curled over Arden's jawline and up, pushing into the buck's maw. Arden's eyes rolled back with a snort, tongue playing over the fingers as he shuddered. With one hand on the bull's head and the other on his hips, Arden bleated out his rapture.

Hot cum sprayed over the bed and his belly. The slender buck arching, bucking, rear clenching hard around the invading thickness. He was distantly aware of Bryce's grunted response. The bull's thrusts grew short, sharp, milking him that much longer. A hard pound drove the Angus against him. Warmth filling his backside.

Arden groaned, smiled, and suckled on Bryce's fingers suggestively. He rolled his head to look back at his partner. Velvety nose nuzzling into that broad snout. Bryce slowly pulled his fingers out of Arden's mouth. The buck happily melted into the next kiss.

It broke with a pop and pant, "Another?"

A panting laugh, "Doing anything tomorrow?"

Nothing till the afternoon at the earliest. Arden grinned and arched his sleek form back, "You."

Bryce grinned, "Happy fucking birthday to me."