﻿“Alright kids! Didn't wander too far! Remember to stay as a group!” The red panda chaperone spoke lightly to an excited group of costumed children, trying in vain to herd the children down the neighborhood streets for Halloween trick-or-treating. 


The warning fell on mostly deaf ears as the group broke up into several smaller groups that prompted the young woman to scurry around to herd the proverbial cats. The chaperone’s warning went completely ignored by a little fawn dressed in mummy bandages. Tristan, who preferred to go by TJ, was here without his parents on the condition that he stay with the group and so naturally he slipped away the first chance he got.


He broke off from the group all by himself leaving the rest of the children behind. The only person who noticed was a fox girl who was quickly distracted by her lemur guardian as the larger group moved along. TJ headed down a quieter street, thinking that he'd get more and better candy by trying to visit houses that hadn't been so thoroughly raided by costumed kids. Unfortunately for him, all the houses down this street had darkened windows indicating that the occupants were either not home or fast asleep. A few more doors later, the young boy finally came across a house that wasn't completely darkened. The decorations weren't as elaborate as the homes along the path the big group was taking, but it was still definitely worth a shot. The cervine rang the doorbell and eagerly awaited an answer, rocking on the tips of his hooves. 


After a brief moment, the door cracked open revealing an irish wolfhound. The man was dressed up as a classic vampire, but seemed to be mildly surprised to have gotten a trick-or-treater. It was getting a bit late and the trick-or-treating traffic on streets off the main road had dried up.


“Trick or Treat!” TJ beamed up at the man.


“Oh! Happy Halloween little guy!” The adult cast his eyes up and down the street. Was this kid part of a group? He didn’t see anyone nearby. His gaze returned to the young boy in front of him, the costumed youth sparking a bit of hunger in the man. The bandages didn't cover all of his young body, and the parts that were revealed seemed almost… strategic. “Mummy, huh? You got any servants or a pharoah?”

“Nu uh!” TJ held up his pillowcase, plastic wrappers crinkling inside of it.


The man has some leftover candy, so he could just give the kid a couple pieces and send him on his way but Jerrick had a hunch. Something about the way this kid was confidently wandering all alone at night…


“I like your costume, if you show me how you wrapped up, then I got an extra big treat for you to unwrap.” He said in a lower voice, hooking a thumb under his waistband. Corny, but should be easily deniable as a bad joke if his hunch was wrong. 


TJ hesitated for a moment, but a glint of recognition flashed in his eyes as his young mind understood what he was being asked. His dad acted this way a lot and it was always fun. As a matter of fact the elder deer was the one who wrapped up The boy in his mummy bandages. The father did it to his own taste of course making sure that the wrap accentuated that bits the man found most attractive. The fawn’s dad even introduced his son to ‘special’ friends of his for the boy’s birthday after the party was over and TJ’s friends went home. After that, TJ was officially a big boy and big boys can make special friends of their own! 


The boy took a step forward with a grin. The surprisingly sultry expression on so young a face made Jerrick’s member start to poke out of its sheath inside his slacks. The canine man cast one more glance around the near empty street and flared his vampire cape around the boy with one hand while the other unzipped his pants. TJ eagerly dropped to his knees on the stranger's porch, latching his small lips onto the adult’s tip as soon as it poked out from the fly. Jerrick made a surprised noise and stiffened, the boy’s enthusiasm catching him off guard. It wasn't long before his stiff posture relaxed while the boy’s tongue swirled around his head. This little boy still had a lot to learn, but it was obvious that he had been getting practice on something, or more likely someone.


It had been less than a year since TJ’s dad first broke his innocence. The fawn had no idea what cum even was until it was squirting over his face from his father's pulsing buck member. Since that day, TJ had enthusiastically been learning about cocks and how to please them. 


The boy hummed around the adult member, enjoying the feeling of it flexing as well as savoring the masculine taste. Jerrick watched the boy work for a while, the risk of being seen on his front porch causing his pleasure to build up quite quickly. TJ made an excited noise and sucked harder when he tasted the telltale salt of male pre, the sudden suction eliciting an uncontrolled moan from the man. Jerrick cast a glance around the neighborhood to double-check that his outburst didn't catch anyone's attention. Nothing. They still seemed to be in the clear, but still…


“I think it's time to move this inside.” The adult said, pushing the kid's head back. TJ pulled off with a reluctant pop and wiped his lips with the back of a bandage hand. 


“We're gonna keep going though, right?” The young voice and as he got to his hooves. The bandages around his groin protruded obviously in a clear demonstration of the tyke's eagerness.


“Of course, you deserve the best treat for that little trick you gave!” Jerrick said in a festive time, swooshing his cape as he pushed the young boy inside his home.


The man steered TJ directly to his couch, fumbling with the child’s mummy bandages to loosen them and reveal more of the fawn's bare fur. He knocked the couch cushions onto the floor and directed the boy to get on all fours on the couch. 


Jerrick gripped TJ’s slender waist and leaned his head down to give a long lick over the fawn's rear. His tongue lapped over the youth’s tender star, moistening the flesh and fur in several strokes before the man tried to press in with his wet muscle. As expected for someone so small, TJ’s hole has quite a bit of resistance. The canine gently persisted, his head nodding with the firm licking motions until the boy's ass started to loosen around the tip of the man's tongue. The long canid tongue wormed into the fawn’s rear, drawing out a high pitched gasp from the boy’s mouth. In and out, the tongue pressed, stretching the youth until Jerrick couldn't wait any longer. 


The canine pulled back and shucked the vampire costume in a blur, taking care to leave the cape on. He pushed the boy onto his back so that he could see the young face and quickly lined himself up with the young hole. TJ had a small grin, excited to have fun with his new special friend. As the adult cock started pushing into the child’s ass, the fawn’s expression scrunched up. The canine took a sharp inhale as the heat started to envelop him, feeling like a warm blanket on a cold night. The fawn tried his best to relax as his father taught him, but it still hurt. Jerrick noticed the boy's pained expression and slowed his pace, letting the kid get used to the girth of his head for a few moments before pushing in another couple of inches, then another. It took the man a great amount of self control given how tightly the warm young hole was gripping his flesh. The slower pace helped TJ and his expression shifted back into eagerness. The boy’s little cock had gotten soft from the pain, but the pain was giving way to pleasure and his flesh surged to life.


“Damn, that was easier than I expected. You've been doing this a lot?” Jerrick said breathily as he finally fit the whole thing in the kid, except the knot.


“Nnf, yeah, Dad's been teaching me to be my best!” TJ beamed up at the man, eyes glistening with pride.


Jerrick flexed inside of the boy at the mention of the fawn's father training the child. A lusty grin came over his face and he gripped the slim waist once more and began rocking his hips.His breathing grew heavy as he fucked the vice-like passage. The way the cub was gripping his shaft, the adult knew he couldn’t last long. TJ’s entire body shifted with each thrust. The sheer size difference between the two meant that TJ wasn’t much more than a toy for the canine. The man’s living room filled with their combined sounds. Youthful moans and gasps alongside deep grunts and the occasional swear. The man’s vampire cape rustled as his canine cock massaged and pressured the fawn’s prostate back and forth, the boy’s moans growing steadily more urgent. Jerrick noticed the change and was filled with a top’s pride that he was bringing his young partner to the edge with his cock alone. The man picked up the pace, eager to give the young fawn a night to remember. TJ’s small cock flexed and oozed a bit of pre just before the fawn’s voice hit a crescendo. The little shaft twitched and throbbed on his belly, but no cum came out. The dry orgasm caused his passage to ripple and squeeze around the canid shaft and the man slammed the young hips down as he thrust forward, instinctually trying to knot the boy. While TJ was stretchy thanks to his father’s lessons, he would need a lot more training before he could fit a knot. As Jerrick felt himself pass the point of no return he grabbed his cape and flared it up with a roar. Hot cum flooded the velvety passage, the man joining his young lover in the throes of pleasure. His cock throbbed as it seeded the boy as the boy’s own member twitched in time with it, dribbling a bit more clear fluid onto his belly. The pair stayed in that position for a while panting as the pleasure ebbed away. The room was quiet now, with only the sound of their tired breathing. TJ broke the silence first.


“I, uh, I need to get back to the group, mister.” TJ said, remembering the trick-or-treating group that he abandoned. He promised his parents, more specifically his mom, that he would stay with them the whole night, uh oh.


“Oh, sure yeah uh, kid.” Jerrick replied, realizing that the two never actually exchanged names. The man pulled out, cum immediately oozing out of the fawn’s hole. “Oh, I can get a towel for-”


“No time! I gotta get back!” The fawn popped to his feet and started trotting to the door, post nut clarity suddenly making him fearful of getting grounded.


“Wait, not gonna at least wrap back up- okay, he’s gone!” the man followed the youth to the door, waving to the departing boy with a chuckle and a smile.


TJ was already out in the middle of the street when the cool night air on his fur reminded him that maybe he should have been a bit more patient. His face flushed with embarrassment as he felt the cum dribbling down his inner thighs.Should he even find the group again like this? Maybe he should just go home. What would his mom say? His dad probably wouldn’t mind. Heck, he’d probably like it a lot. Maybe he’d run into dad before mom. Oh, but the chaperone would tell his parents if he never came back. He should find the group. Hopefully no one notices that he’s dripping a stranger’s load and missing half his bandages. Oh boy, oh dear, oh boy. He held his candy back to his chest as he trotted out into the night.