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Instead of heading directly to their apartment in Middlebury, Peter drove out into the countryside, to a stretch of woods with no houses or businesses for miles around. “What’s out here?” Jonny asked as Peter pulled to a stop by the side of the road.
“You’ll see.”
“Peter, I’m really tired. Can we just go home?”
“I have to do this now or maybe I’ll never get up the nerve to. Cut me a little slack, okay?”
He led Jonny down a narrow trail between stands of pine, to a small clearing hidden from prying eyes. “You remember the night I picked you up on the mountain?”
“Absolutely.”
“You weren’t hallucinating.”
Peter closed his eyes and willed the shift. He’d never done it in front of anyone other than shifters or elves before, and he wasn’t sure he could. But then he felt his body changing, the bone and muscle reconfiguring, the incredible sense of freedom that came with the shift.
“Holy shit,” Jonny said softly.
Peter turned to face him. Jonny didn’t look frightened, just curious. He reached out a hand to stroke Peter’s forehead. “I remember the touch of this skin,” he said, his voice filled with wonder. “And this sense of...I don’t know, that I can trust you, that nothing bad will happen with you to look after me.”
Jonny looked into Peter’s eyes, and Peter felt that same strong connection between them. He leaned down and took his bridle in his mouth, lifting it up to hand to Jonny.
“You want me to ride you?” Jonny asked, and Peter nodded, careful not to spear Jonny with his antlers.
Peter went down on his knees so that Jonny could climb onto his back. He had never had a human rider before, and he loved the feel of Jonny’s warm body against his. Jonny pressed his legs around Peter’s flanks, and Peter experienced a feeling close to orgasm. Close, but not quite.
He stood up, Jonny balanced on his back, and Jonny gripped the reins. “Do I say giddy-up?”
Peter took that as his cue, and after a couple of paces on the sparse grass, he took off, soaring above the tree line. He didn’t care where he went; he just wanted to share the joy of flight with Jonny. But his body had an internal compass, and a few minutes later, he found himself landing in front of the outpost.
“That was amazing,” Jonny said. “Where are we?”
Peter bucked him gently, and Jonny said, “Oh, I guess I should get off.”
A moment later, Peter had transformed back into human shape, and Jonny jumped into his arms. “That was so awesome. I can’t believe how connected I felt to you.”
“And it didn’t weird you out?” Peter asked. “That I’m...part animal?”
“I always knew there was something not quite...I don’t know, human, about you,” Jonny said. “Not that I’m complaining. I mean, the first time I met you, you went all Rudolph on me.”
“Not Rudolph,” Peter said. “I don’t have the nose for it. I’m a Prancer.”
“A what?”
“Come on inside and I’ll explain,” Peter said. None of the other guys were around, but they never locked the door—why bother when only magical creatures could find their way there?
He showed Jonny the dorm, the lounge, and the warehouse, and then the same video he’d watched on his first day at the outpost. This time, though, Santa’s message was different, as if there was a built-in interactivity to the movie.
“Welcome, Jonny,” Santa said, and Jonny sat bolt upright. “Peter must care for you a great deal to bring you into our world.” His eyes twinkled. “But I can’t blame him. I’ve always known there was something special about you.”
Jonny looked at Peter. “The big guy knows all, sees all,” Peter said.
“I know you’re facing some challenges right now,” Santa continued on-screen, and they both turned their attention back to him. “But just believe, and everything will work out.”
Then Santa’s face faded, and the video came to an end.
“If I’m dreaming, then whatever I took to get here must have been a hell of a drug,” Jonny said finally.
“You’re not dreaming.” Peter turned to Jonny and kissed him.
Peter was reminded of how he’d had sex with Vixen Vic, years before. That had been great, but he’d had no emotional connection with the other shifter. Jonny, though, was connected to him in the most intimate ways.
He led Jonny back to his bed in the dorm. “Are you going to...go animal on me?” Jonny asked as they stood beside the bed.
“Only in the most human ways,” Peter said, grinning. “Even with another shifter, I can’t have sex in my reindeer form. That’s not what it’s intended for.” A devilish idea occurred to him. “But there is something we can do. Take your clothes off.”
Jonny looked around. “In here?”
Peter began stripping quickly. “You’d rather go out into the cold?”
“No,” Jonny said. Peter was already naked, and Jonny was still struggling with the buttons on his shirt.
Peter helped him, then reached over to his bedside table. Though he’d never needed them before, he kept condoms and lube there, in honor of Vic. He quickly suited up, squirted some lube in his hand and onto his cock. “Turn around and bend over,” Peter said, and when Jonny did, presenting the sweet rosebud of his ass, Peter squirted some lube in there too.
“Now turn back around to me,” Peter said.
Jonny did, looking confused. Peter leaned down and kissed him, then wrapped his powerful arms around Jonny’s body and hoisted him up. “Ride me, cowboy,” he whispered into Jonny’s ear as he positioned his boyfriend over his stiff dick.
He slowly, carefully slid Jonny’s ass over his dick, and then took off at a prancing gait around the dorm, Jonny in his arms, bouncing up and down on his dick.
“Yee haw!” Jonny shouted. “OMG, this is amazing!”
Peter was completely absorbed in his actions, taking big steps, sliding his dick into Jonny’s ass. Jonny leaned forward and French kissed him, their mouths open, sharing breath, movement, everything.
Jonny’s dick pressed against Peter’s abs, and Peter could tell he was close to coming. “Yeah, baby, come for me,” Peter said. Jonny’s explosion pushed forward Peter’s, and he ejaculated with such force that he felt dizzy and saw stars in front of his eyes. He stumbled, but managed to fall down on his bed, Jonny still impaled on him.
“Now that,” Jonny said, panting, “was something special.”
