Why had they chosen the couch for this? It was just that this was the room Darlene spent most of her time playing in. Her blocks were still there, carefully packed in by the girl before she went to her mom’s for the weekend. The stay-at-home husband found himself glancing carefully around the room for their daughter just to make sure she was really gone. Zeke pulls the throw blanket off the couch, pushing his husband further into the kiss he was sharing with Zeke’s own twin brother, and runs around the living room table to toss it over the toys in the corner. “Afraid they’ll tell on us?” he hears Darnell say with his soft southern accent. The red squirrel straddles a red-tailed deer that looks slightly lost as he glances Zeke’s way. His identical twin is already topless, showing off the muscles they’d exercised and dieted together to build. Four nights a week Zack had been over, dancing to the tapes alongside him or chatting over their kids’ problems at school while lifting weights. It had apparently been that exercise that had given Darnell the idea for his birthday present in the first place, the short squirrel all too happy to chime in while he smoked a bowl in his recliner. “Sorry,” Zeke says, before hopping to where Darnell was rubbing his brother’s chest. He leans down to plant a kiss on the squirrel’s soft lips. His hand caresses the lithe frame and the pleasant softness of his fur fills him with a pleasant warmth. The long whiskers that fly every which way from his handsome, chubby cheeks collide with the deer’s ear and he back away to giggle. One of the two had removed Darnell’s shirt and left it on the table behind him. Looking down at his brother only gets him an awkward smile. He smiles back, more kindly. His other hand ventures down to Zack’s shoulder to offer some comfort. Instead, he flinches away, ears flicking. “Everything okay?” Zeke asks. He hadn’t asked Darnell how he’d gotten his brother to agree to this. Sometimes the squirrel just couldn’t read the room. Like how he took the opportunity to lean down and start nibbling on the deer’s neck. “Yeah. I just…” Zack says, before glancing over at the painting of a duck above the couch. Zeke knew that look. He’d grown up with it. In spit of it, he has to let out a brief grunt before speaking. “Just no kissing or anything weird, okay?” “Yeah, sure,” Zeke says. Zack was supposed to be the adventurous one. It was almost fun watching him squirm in a position that thrilled Zeke to be in. To add to his brotherly trolling, the deer decides now’s the best time to undress. He makes quick work of the buttons and simply lets gravity do the work of taking off his jeans. The plans for this evening meant that underwear would only be an obstacle. His semi-hard eight inches dangles over the pair, his brother wide-eyed at the sight. The sound of his jeans hitting the ground is apparently enough to draw Darnell’s attention. The thin little squirrel smiles up at him and rises to sit right on Zack’s tenting pants. He grabs Zeke’s dick to guide the tip into his hot mouth. The wet tongue licks over his slit, barely letting the head into his tightly drawn mouth, while he jerks it to full hardness. A gentle spurt of precum dots his lips just before he thrusts his head forward. The squirrel fits most of the eight inches in his warm muzzle easily before it hits the back of his throat. Zeke watches his lover’s eyes close in his own small pleasures as he sucks away. He affectionately pets the squirrel and almost whispers, “I love you.” Darnell’s response is to gently squeeze the base of the deer’s cock, sending a small bonus burst of pleasure along his whole dick. Beneath his husband, he notices Zack staring up at them. So, he says a little louder and playfully, “And I love you, too.” Zack blushes a little at that, but he stammers out his reply, “Y-you too.” Not wanting to finish here, he heads down to where the main event was taking place. The other end of the couch already has two sets of legs spread across it, and Darnell falling forward to deposit a sloppy mixture of spit and precum into his twin’s mouth. Puzzling this out, Zeke quickly comes with a plan of attack. He slides a hand between the pair, cupping the squirrel’s cute little hind-end to lift him off of the other deer. Then he sits between Zach’s legs to reach around and unbutton Darnell’s pants. Pulling them free only temporarily straightens his legs until he can crawl up to straddle Zack again. His twin’s pants are a different ordeal. He can see the bulge running uncomfortably down Zack’s pant leg and, just to get his goat, he rubs his hand over it on his way up, really feeling the meat of it. The deer stiffens for a second before relaxing as both hands move to grab the sides of his track pants. He pulls them down swiftly, leaving a dick the mirror image of his own to bounce off his husband’s ass. Darnell doesn’t back down for a second, attacking Zack’s mouth and throat with all the fervor he brought to every lovemaking session they’d shared. The sight of it, even half-hidden by an ever-moving fuzzy shield of a tail, drives a tense heat through Zeke’s insides. He wanted to hear that cutie squeal. Zeke grabs up the lube from the table and pours a handful of it into his palm. They’d need it. He takes his place between Zack’s legs and gently shoves his fingers into the squirrel’s ass. The hole squeezes tight for a second while a gasp escapes from one mouth into another. He smears the stuff far and wide into a hole he’d only just dumped a load into a couple hours ago. They’d called it prep work. His fingers come free with a small, satisfying squelch. Next up, he eyes his twin’s dick. The mischievous smile that crosses his face at the thought of what he was about to do would warn away a rattlesnake. He firmly grips it and asks aloud, “Feel familiar?” His lubed up hand slides up far enough that he can feel the squirrel’s behind, and to tease him he focuses on the tip first. His thumb, which wasn’t used to lube Darnell up, rubs gently over the glans and gives special attention to the sensitive frenulum. It spits out a few watery drops of pre to add to the lubrication. More importantly, however, how his hand is touching his husband’s behind gives the tail a curious pause for just a second. Satisfied with that, Zeke grabs unto the squirrel’s thigh while his other hand slides down to the base of Zack’s dick. He guides the tip to press against the lubed up hole and that’s all it takes for Darnell to start pushing him down onto the dick. Zeke gives the base of the dick a few gentle tugs and squeezes to encourage his brother to get in on the action. All it takes it for him to pull and his hand away and he watches the fun start with a gentle slapping sound. His own dick hardly needs the lube but seeing the pair pound away at each other, his lover bouncing and his brother just barely keeping pace with the horny squirrel, he can’t help but give himself a few pleasurable tugs. That wasn’t what Darnell wanted for his birthday. Zeke leans forward to wrap his hands around his husband’s sides, gently and warmly tracing over the red squirrel’s thin stomach. “You ready sweety?” “Fuck yeah,” Darnell says, quickly but shallowly bouncing himself on Zack’s dick. Zeke looks at his brother’s excited, lustful face as he pants from both him and his husband’s actions. He can feel the tickle of his balls rubbing his brother’s, not to mention how the squirrel’s fuzzy tail was sliding against his cock with each gentle bounce. He pulls himself back just a little to rub the head of his dick against those balls. His spare hand drifts down to rub both sets of stomachs, his brother’s notably harder than his husbands. Still, his fingers trace between both. It serves to tell them they should calm down for just a second while he joins in on the fun. He traces the tip of his cock along Zeke’s own to measure the short distance to his goal, the hole that he loves. “Happy birthday!” Zeke gets his squeal from the squirrel as his cock enters what little space his twin’s dick doesn’t take up in the confines of Darnell’s ass. It’s excruciatingly tight, even the first couple inches feeling like a vice as he slides his way deeper into his lover. His twin’s hot dick presses against his own, and the feeling has him start to fitfully thrust against Zeke’s own member. The pleasure of their shafts rubbing on one another in the tight space drives him to pull back and thrust deeper into the squirrel’s behind. “Yeah, yes babe, uh... unf... uh…” Darnell mutters out into the air, squeezed underneath Zeke’s body and pushed down into Zack’s. He falls forward, licking and biting Zack’s neck while his husband pulls back and slams forward, slowly gaining purchase in those well-plumbed depths. Surprise catches him when a hand claws it’s way up Zeke’s back. It pulls him forward, Zack eagerly leaning in close to plant a hot kiss on Zeke’s mouth. No thought enters Zeke’s head as he feels the warm tongue dance through his mouth and Darnell writhing between them. It’s hot enough that he earnestly starts to pound into the behind of his husband, his balls bouncing against his twin’s own. He was no longer seeking to gain depth, only to enhance the pleasure of the trio of bodies making love on the couch. His mind goes numb as his hands openly grope over both his partners. When he feels the red squirrel start to shiver and groan in a familiar way, he knows that it’s time to bring it to a close. Zeke picks up the pace, rubbing his cock against Zack’s own and hopefully jamming one of them hard into Darnell’s prostate. The building pleasure reaches it’s peak in a fitful, grunting heat. Darnell cums first, Zeke feeling it hit his hand as he rubs over his brother’s abs. The squirrel huffs and curses as his asshole struggles to squeeze against the matching invaders. Every spasm sends a burst of pleasure through the pair and it’s not long after it stops that they experience their own orgasms. Their dicks paint the insides of the now half-catatonic squirrel and cover one another in hot cum. Smugly, Zeke looks down at the half-lidded eyes of the other deer. “Oh, hey, what was that thing about the kissing again?” And before Zack can respond, their tongues are once again in each other’s mouths.