The town plaza was full of life and noise, far more than usual as a pair of squirrels weaved their way through the throng of party goers. Tac smiled at his brother who was only wearing a gold and purple checkered domino mask that only covered his eyes. Tic smiled back at Tac, who was only adorned in a golden half moon mask decorated with bright purple feathers. Today was the brothers’ favorite day of the year. It was Fat Tuesday, Mardi Gras! All around the pair half naked college students were busy getting drunk, collecting beads, and indulging in various delectable foods. Tic and Tac however were on a mission,  the brothers stepped past a pair of tiger males, their nimble paws slipping between the large preds’ legs as they passed by. The tigers were too wasted to notice as the squirrels fondled the tightly bulging shorts the tigers were wearing. Tic shook his head and whispered to his brother, “Not good enough for this year. Maybe if they come back next year.” Tac nodded in agreement, “Yeah, let's keep searching.” 


        “How about those two?” Tac pointed at a large bull and buck. Tic tilted his head studying the potential targets. The bull was a huge mass of rippling muscle, looking chiseled out of the building’s stone façade. The buck was far more refined, from his antlers to the hooves, he was the pinnacle of gracefulness. Tac’s gaze settled on the buck as he stared at his round, tight rear end and dangling jewels. Tac licked his lips in anticipation of the night’s triumph.


The two squirrels strode confidently towards the buck and bull. They weaved easily through the crowd, ducking under the occasional raised arm, and dodging around the drunks and party goers. Tac was the first to reach the pair, his eyes were locked on the buck's jewels as the squirrel sidled up next to him. The buck however hadn't noticed, he was too busy talking with the bull next to him. Tac leaned in close to the buck, his eyes scanning every inch of the buck’s exposed skin. The squirrel’s nose twitched as he breathed in the scent of the buck. A pungent musk that was a mixture of sweat and pheromones wafted from the buck’s body. Tac’s mouth watered at the thought of tasting the buck, and he twitched his tail in anticipation.


Tic watched from a distance, he was waiting for Tac to move so he could take the bull. Tic’s eyes were locked on the bull’s bulging crotch. The bull was a mass of muscle, his rippling abs and thick legs so tall that he had to duck down to fit under the eaves of the building. Tic grinned and shifted his paws, he knew the bull would provide a challenge.


Tac leaned in tapping the buck's thigh to get the larger male's attention. The buck tilted his head, his large antler's scraping the side of the building. Tac shivered as the big male looked down. "I couldn't help but overhear you two are lost. Is it your first time visiting?" The squirrel's voice was soft and gentle, his paws gently caressing the buck's legs. The buck smiled, his large round eyes crinkled at the corners.


"Ya it is actually. I'm hoping to find the best beads and maybe a nice piece of ass to take back to our hotel room." The buck turned back to the bull and whispered in his ear. "I think we found a nice piece of ass, don't you?”


The bull nodded, his eyes fixed on the second squirrel that appeared next to the first. The squirrel was an exact copy of the first, his gold and purple checkered domino mask that only covered his eyes the only difference. "It looks like we have two pieces now." The bull grinned and licked his lips.


The two squirrels wordlessly nodded, they both knew what the pair wanted. The two brothers crept closer, Tic clinging to the bull and Tac to the buck. "We can show you around, if you'd like." Tac smiled as he panted, his paw brushing against the buck's bulge. The buck nodded and looked down at Tac, "That'd be great. I'm Francis by the way."


"Tac," Tac smiled back at the buck, his hand still rubbing the buck's bulge, "and this is my brother Tic."


"Nice to meet you," Francis looked down at the squirrels. "I'm also with my friend, Brad." The buck gestured to the bull who was still staring at Tac.
Francis turned back to Brad, "Are you interested in these two?"


"Oh hell ya!" Brad answered, as he flexed his arms. His thick biceps rippled, straining against his tight tank top.


"Great, then let's go." Tac looked up at the buck’s face, his eyes locked with the buck’s. The squirrel's ears twitched as he listened to the buck's heart beat. His paws slowly crept up the buck's thighs, his eyes never leaving the buck's face "First let's get you two some beads. I know just the place, but you will have to lose that shirt Brad." Tac smiled up at the bull, his tail twitching in anticipation.


"I don't see why not." Brad's grin was infectious. He pulled his tank top over his head, his thick muscles rippling as he moved. Brad's shirt landed on the ground with a soft thud, his tight abs now on full display.


Tic licked his lips as he stared at the bull. The squirrel’s eyes trailed down Brad's body, his gaze finally settling on Brad's bulging crotch. Tic's heart skipped a beat, his paws twitching as he stared at the bull's jewels. The squirrel was a connoisseur of jewels, and the bull's jewels were simply exquisite. The bull's package was massive, thick and long, his jewels bouncing between his thick thighs. Tic licked his lips as he imagined wrapping his arms around the bull's scrotum and using the two massive orbs as a pillow.


"Tic, there will be plenty of time for that later." Tac scolded his brother as he pointed towards the crowd.


Tic blushed red, his ears twitched as he nodded. The two brothers ran towards the crowd, their paws slipping between the party goers legs as they led the two larger males. The squirrels were light and nimble, they easily darted around the crowd. The pair exited the plaza, the noise and music slowly fading as they ran further away. Finally Tac slowed to a stop, his paws skidding to a halt. Francis and Brad nearly ran into Tac's back, both males rubbing their sore heads.


"Sorry, I got excited." Tac smiled as he turned around. His eyes fell on the two larger males who were both staring at him. 


"Let's just hurry up and find those beads." Francis looked around, the moonlight was bright and lit up the streets.


"Don't worry, you'll find them." Tac smiled as he turned around leading his brother and new friends down a side street till they entered a large plaza. In the center a large stage was lit with spotlights. A large crowd of party goers were gathered around, all of them holding chains of beads and waiting for the show to begin.


"This is the place, it's one of the best spots to find the best beads. We've been coming here for years." Tac and Tic smiled, leading the pair towards the stage. Each of the party goers were stark naked except for the wide varieties of masks and hats they wore.


"So what do we have to do for these beads?" Brad gestured towards the crowd. His chest puffed out, his muscles rippling as he moved.


"Oh nothing much." Tic grinned up at the large bull, a smirk on his small rodent muzzle. "Just get on stage and we will take care of the rest. Right Tac?"
Tac nodded and smiled, "Yep. You just have to stay up on stage for the duration of the show. We will make sure you get your beads."


The pair led the two larger males up the stage, a black curtain hiding the back of the stage. "Just wait there." Tac and Tic walked back to the center of the stage, the pair glancing over the crowd.


Tic's whiskers twitched as he listened to the crowd, his ears picking up the hushed whispers of the crowd. Tic smiled and glanced at Tac who was doing the same thing. Tac tilted his head, his ears twitching as he listened. The pair nodded at each other, their plan was ready.


The show started, the lights dimmed as spotlights shined down on the brothers as they lifted their arms. "Welcome all to Tic and Tac's Annual Mardi Gras Show. We are here to show you the best of the best, the crème de la crème, if you will. So before we get to the main show here are our two special guests."


The curtain was pulled aside, Brad and Francis stepped out onto the stage. The crowd cheered as they saw the two muscular males, their cheers growing louder as they saw the pair were completely naked. The pair flexed their muscles, their thick bulges bouncing with each movement.


"These two have agreed to stay on stage for the duration in exchange for your beads. If you like what you see then just toss those beads up on the stage and we'll collect them." Tac announced as Tic led Brad and Francis towards two raised platforms at the front of the stage. The platforms were a few feet off the ground, low enough for the audience to see the bull and buck's full bulges.


Tic tied Francis to the first platform, his paws quickly and skillfully wrapping the rope around the buck's arms and legs. The squirrel then tied the bull to the other platform, his paws just as deftly tying the bull.


"Now remember we will be collecting your beads as the show goes on." Tic smiled and stepped back, his tail swishing behind him. The crowd cheered as the spotlights dimmed, the crowd's eyes on the two tied males.


The stage was dark for a few minutes, the only light on the two tied males who were both sporting full on erections. The crowd cheered, and a necklace of beads flew through the air to land perfectly on the buck's cock. The crowd cheered again as beads landed on the bull. The pair smiled, their cocks jumping proudly as they heard the crowd's cheers.


Tic and Tac stood side by side, their paws behind their back as they watched the crowd. The pair's tails wagged behind them, the duo's chests puffed out as they watched their plan unfold.


"Now for the main show." Tic smiled and clapped his paws together. The spotlights turned on, the bright lights shining on a wooden stage in the center of the plaza.


The crowd cheered as a ram appeared on stage, the male wearing only a black mask. A pair of massive horns protruded from the top of his mask, the ram's horns curling as they came to a sharp point. The ram sauntered out towards the center of the stage, his cock bouncing between his thighs. The ram turned, his ass facing the crowd as he bent over. His little tail wagged above his ass, a small golden ring in his tail.


"Now who wants a taste of this bad boy?" Tic's voice boomed out over the stage. The crowd cheered and jeered as the ram turned around. He was completely erect, his black cock throbbing with each heartbeat. The ram walked towards the edge of the stage, his cock bobbing between his thighs. A necklace of beads flew through the air, the necklace landing perfectly on the ram's erection. The crowd cheered as the ram smiled, he leaned over to pick up the beads.


"Thank you, I will treasure these." The ram smiled as he turned away from the crowd. His ass facing the party goers as his hands slid down his thighs to cup his large  shaved dangling pouch. Several more sets of beads hit the stage as Tic looked over at Brad. The bull already had quite the collection of beads dangling from his cock. "Now that's what we're talking about." the small male muttered as he slipped behind  Brad, to gently wrap a strand of beads around the bull's hefty pouch. The large bull was too absorbed watching the ram's cock to even notice as Tic wrapped a strand around his balls. The two squirrels stood side by side, their paws behind their back as they continued collecting the beads from the stage.


As the day wore on Brad and Francis continued to stand on stage, the pair being viewed for the crowd's viewing pleasure. Tic and Tac stood side by side on the front of the stage, tossing collecting beads  and making sure the crowd got their fair share of fun. By the time the crowd drifted off for other activities, Tic and Tac had completely decorated Brad and Francis with the multi colors bead strands. Both of the males were still sporting massive erections due in part from the excitement of being exposed for hours and to the numerous beads choking their cocks and balls.  The large bull shifted uncomfortably in his bonds as he looked over at the buck. 


"That's all you got? I have twice as many beads as you got." The bull bragged as he shrugged off the dull ache that built up in his groin every time one of the brothers wrapped a new set of beads around his junk.


Francis looked away from his partner as his tail began to wag in annoyance. The buck shook his head as he huffed. "No way, I have a ton more!" The pair were so distracted by their rivalry they failed to notice as the stage and surrounding area had been empty for over an hour, well except for two small naked squirrels. With the festivities mostly over the pair  ditched their masks as they smirked. "Ready to collect our beads?" Tac whispered to his brother who simply nodded in reply. Tac held up a small knife as Tic grinned, flexing his paws.  "Biggest beads win right?" Tic chuckled as he slipped between the bulls legs. Tac snorted as he followed suit, his fingers caressing the taut pouch of the buck as he brought his blade up.  Not to be out done Tic cradled Brad's softly furred pouch with his paws. Both brothers took the time to admire their perspective goods as above them the two males continued to flex, trying to out last each other.


Tic was the first to strike, he pressed his nose against the bull's pungent nut sack and inhaled the deep, rich aroma before starting to twist the string that circled Brad's ball sac. Brad grunted louder but paid the squirrel no mind as he made his bead ensnared cock dance. The beads twisted and pulled harder, causing the bull's hips to twitch uncontrollably as his balls were choked, straining against the tight pouch. Francis had to bite back a chuckle when he saw the bull's eyes grow wide. As Tic twisted the beads even tighter it began to pull at Brad's skin, the flesh being slowly torn away from his balls as the strings pulled at his testicles.  Tic looked up, his tongue licking the sweat off his whiskers. The squirrel smiled devilishly as he glanced up to where Tac had been. His brother was still kneeling between the buck's legs, nuzzling the large sack as he poised his knife for the big cut. "You're gonna regret you ever doubted me brother." Tac smirked as he reached down to gently grab at Francis's orbs, tugging hard. The buck gasped in pain, his head falling back as Tac pressed the sharp tip of the knife against Francis's soft, pliable flesh. He slit into the buck's scrotum and the buck grunted loudly, as he tried to shake his head to clear the cobwebs caused by the pain and dizziness, to no avail.


Francis's large oval orbs dropped out of the open wound as Tac tugged, loosening the cords from the inner walls of the buck's nut sack. Francis let out an animalistic grunt as Tac took his position over Francis's groin, running his paws down the buck's cords and burying his nose against the now musky exposed deer nuts. Francis's body trembled as Tac grabbed hold of his balls and started to jerk them rapidly, eliciting another loud groan from the buck. Francis could feel his cords begin to tear as his nuts were jerked and tugged about violently. Still not wanting to be weaker than his friend and rival Brad, Francis stood straight and tall as the squirrel continued to work his magic on him.


Brad was in a similar situation, his knees wobbled as the small male between his legs switched tactics and was now twisting the tightly choked pouch directly. The bull's entire groin was throbbing and pulsating, the muscles inside of him strained to contain both the intense pain and overwhelming sensation. It didn't help matters that Tic was working his magic on his balls, squeezing and pulling them roughly as he twisted and turned that heavy sack round and round. Almost at the exact same time both sets of juicy male bits tore free in the brother's grasp. Tic and Tac grinned at each other hefting their prizes up to compare.


Brad's orbs were large and hefty, nearly a pound each, and almost completely round, while Francis's were longer, more oval in shape. “Looks like I win this year brother,” Tic chuckled as he lifted the set of bull balls high.”I’ll get you next year,”  The squirrels smiled as they freed their weakened friends from the ropes before slinking off into the night chittering at each other about who got the larger set. Brad and Francis looked at each other as the brothers disappeared, both knowing they just lost a game they had no clue they were even playing.