beforethefall
BtF - RL
Content Warning: Age-difference, virginity loss, experience-difference, online hookups in the early internet era, incest, face-sitting
Before the Rise
“RL”
by beforethefall [Inkbunny]#
Rusty nervously wrung his hands as he sat in his truck in the Mally-World parking lot, smoldering with anxious energy. Despite being sore and desperate for a stretch after the ten-hour drive, he couldn't quite will himself to step out, because stepping out of the truck felt like it was crossing a line that he'd unwittingly approached. It didn't matter that he didn't know of it until now, all that mattered now was that it was a line that, once crossed, he could never un-cross once he did.
The twenty-eight year old red kangaroo was a perfectly average, by all appearances. He was a little overweight, but offset it with a reasonable amount of un-exaggerated muscle thanks to his job in a steel mill in rural Appalachia. He had yet to marry, and had only experienced a few short-lived relationships that had never progressed into anything physical, up to this point. It didn't help that he lived with his mother in an old double-wide trailer, where he'd been taking care of her since his dad's passing some years ago; not that he'd ever actually managed to move out and live on his own anyway. By all accounts, he was far from wealthy, and even less the traveling type; at this moment he was further from his home than he'd ever traveled before. He was beginning to regret answering the call to adventure as he sat on the springy seat of his old pickup truck, nervously picking at the cuticles of his claws until they bled.
Their interactions had started innocently enough, right? It all began on a run-of-the-mill roleplay forum, in fact, with a perfectly wholesome appreciation for the art, worldbuilding and storytelling of the once-popular cartoon, Snap Dragon's Adventures. Sure, it was only a short-lived series, but the fandom that had sprung from it in those short three seasons had built a small but passionate group of internet denizens who all found a home together in the lengthy and innumerable threads of their home forum. To Rusty, roleplaying in the cartoon's world was a welcome escape from the day to day drudgery of rural Appalachia, and a better way to achieve that escape than the opiates and amphetamines his former peers frequently turned to as an escape from the mundanity of everyday life as an adult who had been trapped by the rust belt after high school with a serious lack of options.
He'd met them just over a year ago. The two came as a pair on the forum, haunting the same threads and interacting extensively with one another, and often pulling others in to their play as well, which is how Rusty got to know them. Their writing style had a certain unrefined, raw, but inspired and energetic quality to it; it was fast and reckless and laden with typos and various literary faux pas, but their uninhibited, seemingly feverishly imaginative setups and scenarios gave their posts merit that far out-shined the quality of their writing. An added bonus was that both of them were quick to respond and shared enough interest in subject matter with Rusty that countless, long roleplay sessions and in-character adventures had sprung up over the last year. The pair of characters, Nimble and Slick, had become good friends with Rusty's character, Harmonix, in that time.
It didn't take long for their out-of-character banter to make its way off the forums and into AIM, where late nights stretched into early mornings nearly all summer long. Nimble and Slick had actually been the ones who had initiated the shift of their roleplays from the innocent, carefree adventures in the show's setting to more adult themes, and while Rusty was apprehensive at first, their first erotic roleplay session had resulted in a unique, glowing thrill of immersion and investment in his character, coupled with a profound sense of discovery that came with the incredible arousal that Rusty had never felt before, and was eager to chase over and over again. Their three characters had become lovers quickly, as they tirelessly explored a new dimension of sexuality together through their characters, and Rusty found himself frequently lost in their sessions until dawn, catching naps during breaks and lunch at work, enabling him to just barely subsist over the last month or so on an absolute minimum of sleep.
Rusty had only recently learned that Nimble and Slick were a couple in real life, which was part of why they were so inseparable in the forums. He hadn't even learned their players' real names until just three days ago as they were planning to meet up, and the names still didn't sound right to him. In his mind, Jess and Nick were still Nimble and Slick, respectively, and he still saw them in his mind's eye as their characters, a pair of brightly-colored, mischievous eastern dragon siblings whose tails had been so impossibly tangled together that they could never be separated.
It was Jess and Nick's idea to meet up in a public place. It was safer, they said; Rusty couldn't help but agree, neither of them had any idea who was on the other side of the screen, after all. There was always the underlying current, the hint, the suggestive tone, the implication that their visit wasn't expected to be purely a meet-and-greet, as well. But now, as he looked toward their planned meeting point, Rusty's guts turned with nervous dread. There they were; Nimble and Slick's players on the benches beside the mall's outdoor courtyard fountain, talking among themselves and oblivious to his presence, as he stared across three rows of cars toward them.
They were wearing exactly what they said they would be wearing; green t-shirts and bluejeans. Two whitetail deer, hand in hand and obviously affectionate with one another. Rusty regretted not asking for pictures before heading all this way. It wasn't that they were unattractive, or sloppy, or anything other than what little bit of detail they'd confirmed online, really, but…
It had never even crossed Rusty's mind that they could have been kids.
They couldn't have been more than twelve, at the most. Even worse yet, the way they looked so alike left no doubt in Rusty's mind that they were at least siblings, if not twins. Rusty gawked at just how adorable they both were. Big eyes, cute little faces. Both were lanky little things; all skinny legs in a cute sort of awkward way. The boy turned his hand over and looked at his wrist, a bright-red watch band around it, and the girl craned to look as well. Reflexively, Rusty checked the clock on the radio in his truck. He was already fifteen minutes late, and he began to reason with himself that the pretense for their meet-up was perfectly innocent; hanging out and just getting face-to-face time, they'd said, maybe ice cream or something to eat at the local diner. Whatever they did together online was never going to bleed over to real life, right? That was all the realm and doing and interests of their characters, not themselves…right?
“Awh, th' hell with it, I came all this way…” Rusty grumbled to himself. He adjusted the old trucker hat on his head and rolled up the sleeves of his unbuttoned flannel. He'd picked a nice one today, green, white and black; almost no holes and no stains on his ribbed cotton tank-top either. The door of the old pickup truck creaked open and he hopped out, the oversized, scuffed and worn work-boots insulating his huge feet from the scalding-hot asphalt under the late summer sun. He adjusted his belt, then his balls through his jeans, before he stuffed his keys in his pocket and felt for his wallet, then smacked the lock down on his truck door and slammed it shut with a clattering rattle.
“'ey, uh… are you guys Jess and Nick?” the kangaroo wondered as he stood a few paces back from the two young deer. They'd watched him approach and seemed at least a little excited at the sight of him; they even stood as he neared. Rusty realized he had told them he was a kangaroo, but, like them, he realized he managed to leave out a lot of details that now seemed obvious and important to share.
“Told you he was gonna' be old,” the girl said, giggling to the boy. “Hi Harmonix! We were hoping you weren't gonna' chicken out!”
“Yeah, you're late,” the boy said, with a playful grin. “Uh, how was the drive?”
“Long, man, 'm ready for a walk,” Rusty drawled, awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck as he glanced around, unsure as anxiety continued to roil in his stomach. “So, uh…” he pointed a finger to the girl; “Nimble?”
“Yeah, that's meeeee!” the girl said with the characteristic sustained note that came across frequently in text before she giggled. “You can call me Jess if you wanna'.”
“Yeah, uh, cool. So yer' Slick - er, uh…Nick, yeh?” Rusty asked, attention turning to the boy.
“Uh-huhhh,” the boy said, effortlessly expressing Slick's common confirmation with a playful, kind of goofy expression.
“Yeah, uh…good to finally meet ya' guys. Rusty, though…guess you guys know that by now,” the kangaroo mumbled, giving a little look around the mall's little outdoor plaza. Nobody was giving weird looks yet, but he felt like it was only a matter of time until the full-grown adult talking to two unattended kids would draw unwanted attention. “Hey, uh, y'all's parents know yer' meetin' up with folk off the computer?”
“No way,” the boy laughed, “They think we're hanging out at our friend Lyle's house today. So what'cha wanna do? We can walk around the mall if you want, it's air conditioned!"
“Awh, man. I need a bathroom an' a stretch like you wouldn't believe, actually, uh. Lead th' way?” Rusty asked, and both of the deer kids gave the most precious little giggles as they led the kangaroo off. Rusty let them get just a pace or two ahead of him before he started to follow. They, of course, did not let him lag too far behind, and soon corrected until they were walking on either side of him while they pushed, as a group, through the doors leading into the big mall.
Rusty stared at himself in the mirror as he washed his hands in the empty mall bathroom, set to the soundtrack of a muzak cover of “Everlong” piped in on the overhead speakers.
“Damn, Rusty. Y'all spent twenty-eight years blowin' it in Kleenex, an' then th' only hopeful prospect you find in all'at time winds up bein' a couple'a kids that live halfway ‘cross the country? Fuckin’ ‘ell, man,” he mumbled to himself under his breath, “Maybe ’ey were right back in school, maybe ya' are a loser. Sheez,” the kangaroo grumbled. He cupped his hands under the running water and splashed his face, rubbing the water in a little before blindly groping for a paper towel and drawing it to his face to dry his fur. The water helped, at least; he felt more alert, less grimy from the road and a little more clear-headed, though the brewing nerves stayed steady as he checked his fly, adjusted his nuts against his pelvis through his jeans one more time, and headed for the bathroom door.
“You must've really had to go,” Jess teased Rusty as he stepped out to find the deer kids leaned against the tile wall beside the bathroom door.
“Yeah, bladder like a racehorse, man. Takes a minute," the kangaroo teased. “C'mon an' show me what's worth seein' ‘round here. Y’all the local experts,” he urged, picking up behind them as the two started walking.
“Really? You were peeing that whole time?” Nick wondered, sounding impressed though his expression carried a silent challenge. Rusty laughed.
“G-yah, naw, kid, just goofin'. Jeez, y'all ain't really that gullible are ya'?” the kangaroo teased the deer boy, who laughed. “So, uh… I know ya’ said y'were a couple online, but…y'all more than that, ain't ya'? Cuz' th' two of ya' look like y'could be twins, y'know.”
“Well,” Nick said, a blush showing in his cheeks. His sister chimed in as soon as he hesitated for a split-second, continuing his sentence effortlessly.
“We technically never said we weren't,” Jess said, with a giggle as she shoved her brother playfully. He laughed and turned around, walking backwards in along the tile walkway beside one of the indoor fountains as they headed deeper toward the belly of the mall as he kept talking with the kangaroo.
“She's right, uh…that's not too weird for you, is it? Cuz'…like, you seemed into it with Nimble and Slick, like…” Nick grinned a little broader. “At least, Harmonix said he thought it was really hot.”
“Awh, yeah…guess y'guys would know that much…hell, an’ a whole lot more. Y'kids know I'm in a whole heap a' trouble if anyone finds out what we been doin' on our chats, right? How old're ya' guys anyway?”
“Eleven,” Nick said.
“And a half. Or, like, two-thirds. We turn twelve in December," Jess added, almost instantly.
“Yeah, cuz' that makes all th' difference. Sheez, guys.” Rusty groaned, following the pair into the Spencer's, where they started browsing the shelves.
“What about you?” they asked, in a perfect unison that, for some reason, gave Rusty goosebumps.
“Uh. A'right, can we just mutually agree you ain't gonna' start doin' that? Like, c'mon, man,” Rusty groaned with a laugh. “Unbelievable, ha! Older'n both'a ya' put together,” the kangaroo said, giving a side-long glance to Jess as she browsed a whole shelf of dirty gag gifts, and her brother snuggled up behind her with his head on her shoulder as they looked through the merchandise with little giggles, shameless beyond their years.
“Start doing what?” they asked again in unison, though Nick broke first and flashed a flat-toothed, herbivore grin at the kangaroo, who rolled his eyes and walked on to the next aisle.
“Y'all gonna' give me an ulcer, ha! Now I see where Nimble n' Slick get it, man," the kangaroo mused as he started flipping through the posters, sighing a little as he stopped on a poster of some nameless rabbit model, only-barely-tastefully posed nude on a bearskin rug in front of a Ferrari F-40.
“Woah. She's hot, which end you want first?" came a voice to his right, and he looked over to see Nick at his side, marveling at the model. Rusty reflexively flipped to the next page of posters, before realizing that the kid at his side had probably seen much more than that from his own twin sister.
“Man, like you'd even know what to do with ‘er," Rusty challenged with a laugh, "I’m bettin' both of us together couldn't even handle a girl like that,” Rusty joked, rolling his eyes. “'ere's somethin' more age-appropriate. Some Looney-Tunes playin' pool; y'can hang that up in yer bedroom instead," Rusty teased before stepping back from the posters and looking around the rear part of the store, with the party lights and mirrored ceiling.
“Nah, I think he'd know what to do,” Jess chimed in as Rusty nearly bumped into her as he turned, and he laughed in disbelief at the twins' antics; he felt like he was trapped in one of their roleplays already, with how they seemed to conspire against him and always have the right answers.
“Ha!” Rusty laughed a little too loud, “Sheez, not you too, damn,” the kangaroo teased. “Y'all are gonna' get me in trouble, man. I need some air," Rusty said, trying to make a break for some space to reel and process, though his hopes for a little more solace were quickly dashed.
“We'll come with you!” the pair of deer said in perfect unison again.
“Dammit, would you kids cut that out?” Rusty laughed again, “Y'all givin' me the heebie-jeebies, like a damn horror movie in here. C'mon if yer comin' on, though,” the kangaroo said, leading them out as he ran his fingers through the messy fur atop his head. As they made it back into the concourse, Rusty slumped onto a bench beside a planter and watched the twins approach, only to sit on either side of him.
“So, are you driving all the way back after we hang out tonight?” Jess wondered. Rusty shook his head, answering on reflex.
“Nawh, I got a hotel-motel-somethin' with a door n' a bed down th' road a ways. Awh, I should call an' let ‘em know I’m still comin' tonight,” Rusty thought.
“Oh, so you can hang out later, yeah!” Nick cheered. Rusty immediately regretted his admission.
“Uh, yeah, I guess. Ain't ya' kids gon' hafta' get home soon though?” the kangaroo wondered as he looked around for a clock. There was a sort of festering hope for an admission that their parents were going to intervene indirectly in some manner, though no sign yet had pointed toward that possibility. “It's gotta' be gettin' on, ah' mean. Yer' gonna' have to be home fer dinner at least, yeah?”
“Nah, not really, so long as they think they know where we are," Jess commented, shouldering up against Rusty's side.
"You hungry, though? There's a diner that has great veggie burgers near here, and they won't kick us out as long as we've got food on the table," Nick suggested. Rusty's stomach growled almost instantly, as he realized he'd had nothing to eat yet that day aside from haygrass chips on the road and convenience-store coffee.
“Awh, man. That does sound like it'd hit the spot, shoot. Sure, I guess. My treat. Uh, lemme' call that motel though ‘fore we go, just so I can make sure I don’t wind up without a room t'night." Rusty said, before heading for a nearby bank of payphones.
As Rusty led the kids to his truck they were buzzing with excitement. Once they'd finally gotten out of the mall - and free from any potential eavesdropping in the closer quarters - Jess and Nick started chatting energetically about their past roleplays, as Rusty desperately tried to convince them to talk a little more softly about the lurid details.
“C'mon, man, you can't say that shit out in public, ha! Folk figure out what we been doin' online n' they're gonna put me six feet under, sheesh," Rusty said, digging for his keys as he gestured toward his rusty old purple-spraypainted pick-up truck. “That’s Barney,” he mused. “Pile in, I guess, but someone's gettin' a shifter to the crotch," the kangaroo joked as he hauled himself in and reached across to flip the lock on the passenger door. Jess climbed in first and settled into the middle seat, and Nick followed, swinging the door shut with a clatter. Rusty turned to the kids once they were in the relative privacy of the truck and finally huffed a little breath of frustration out.
“A'right, guys. Now's we got a private spot to talk, look…I get we done some …wild stuff on th' internet, ha! And it's been fun, but…man, y'all really gotta' be more careful ‘bout talkin’ on stuff like that, ‘kay? Cuz’ I really like ya' both, an', damn if I can't even believe it myself, but…y'know, I wanna', still, but I think even gettin' caught truckin' you guys to a diner would be ‘nuff to put me behind bars, got it? Like…I wanna’ be cool as y'guys been to me, but…”
“So we can't talk about how much Nimble likes it when Harmonix is on her back and humping her?” Jess teased, and Nick chimed right in without missing a beat.
“Or how much Harmonix likes it when Slick's on his back?" Nick added, "Or how they suck each other and drink the cum and sometimes get tied up together and Nimble makes them…”
“Sheezus, yeah! Exactly like that!” Rusty laughed, a blush burning hot in his ears as he threw his head back and guffawed. “Hah-haaw, sheez! Gaw-damn, ya' kids are somethin' else, ya' know that? Where y'learn all this stuff anyway? Hell, I ain't even thought ‘bout fuckin’ 'til I was like thirteen,” he balked as he twisted the key in the ignition and the reliable old pickup truck thrummed to life with a slightly-unsteady idle.
“The internet,” both twins simply responded in unison as they slouched back in the seat and Rusty looked around, before grabbing the 8-ball shifter knob and reaching to tuck the truck into reverse.
“Yeah, of course it's the gaw-damn internet. Awh, uh. S'cuse me, Jess; like I said, uh, Barney's a lil' up-close n' personal when he's got someone in th' middle-seat,” Rusty said, pulling the stick securely into reverse which snuggled the 8-ball against her inner thigh.
“It's okay. You can touch if you wanna', Harmonix,” Jess said, quoting one of their first erotic roleplay sessions together as Nick smirked in the passenger seat. Rusty was carefully easing the truck backward out of the parking spot, when he felt the little doe's hands on his, pulling it from the shifter and pressing his palm to the warm, humid denim covering her crotch. Something short-circuited in the kangaroo's mind, and only by pure luck did he still possess the reflexes to slam on the brakes when a car behind him honked. He'd nearly backed into it thanks to the distraction, and as he came to a stop the truck's engine bogged, shuddered and died as he stalled it out.
“Sheeyit! Gah, ya' damn tease, you got me all fucked up, Nimble,” Rusty snorted, frustrated but good-natured as usual as he took his paw back and nudged the shifter back to neutral before starting the truck back up, while the deer twins giggled. An apologetic wave through the back window and he started down the row in second gear at a little faster clip than he'd intended. “So where'm I goin', huh?”
“It's left at the lights,” Nick said, “Or, you know. Between, back, and up-and-in,” the deer boy mused. Jess slouched in her seat and spread her thighs wider as Rusty hung onto the shifter, and she pressed herself playfully against the kangaroo's wrist.
“Awh, man…y'all been plottin', ain't you?” Rusty huffed, unable to will away the erection growing in his jeans, though by this point, he didn't exactly want to. The feeling was unique, and welcome; it felt good to be wanted, and to have not just one, but two people coming on to him at the same time. It was unreal, and unlike anything he'd felt before back home, and he found himself wanting to, more and more, give in to the urges as the doe wriggled beside him. Once Rusty got the truck in third gear to coast down the long ring road around the mall toward the stop-lights, he made use of the free space that was made, and scooped his arm around Jess's middle to pull her hip more tightly to his. He sighed, partially to steady his resolve, and partly with the relief of giving himself permission to sample the waters in the relative privacy of his truck, and the kangaroo pressed his paw low on Jess's stomach, where his fingers tucked under her jeans' waistband. “Y'both know me a lil' too well…make me feel like Harmonix y'know, when yer comin' on like y'are. Get all caught up in it.”
“Told you he wasn't gonna' be a chicken,” Nick said to Jess, as the doe girl squirmed and eagerly pushed the kangaroo's paw lower into her jeans. The kangaroo's fingers curled and felt the soaked fabric of her thin panties between her thighs, and he pressed there to knead at her little groove through the slicked fabric as he felt his way deeper between her thighs.
“Awh, hell,” Rusty flustered as Jess's hands urged him to rub her, and he obliged, slicking his fingers over her panties, and stealing a glance down alongside his paw to glimpse the doe's sodden grey heather jersey-fabric panties as he stretched the jeans' semi-elastic waistband from her stomach.
“Red light!” Nick called after what only seemed like a couple seconds. Rusty looked up with only thirty feet to the line and pumped the brakes, thankfully clutching so the truck didn't stall this time.
“Wingman, ha! Thanks, Slick, sheez. Yeah, you two gonna' get me in tons of trouble, a'right. No hanky panky on th' road, fuckin'..." he withdrew his hand and couldn't resist lifting his fingers to his muzzle for a slow sniff and taste as they waited for the red light to change, as the deer twins giggled.
“How's Nimble's pussy taste?” Jess giggled, biting her lip as she reached over to grope her brother, who leaned back and vocalized a soft note as she teased him.
“Tastes like th' forbidden fruit, kid. Hopin' Slick tastes even half as nice,” the kangaroo joked.
“Is it easier if we use our dragon names, Harmonix?” Nick wondered. “Me and Nimble do that a lot, so…it's no big deal if it's easier.”
“N' here I thought it was gonna' be weird t'admit,” Rusty mumbled as he got the truck rolling again, once the light turned green. “Yeah, uh…seems easier, least. Real names seem kinda' weird still, admitted. Like I ain't used to it, y'know. Same fer you?”
“Yeah,” Jess said, and Nick continued for her.
“It's like…We know each other right? But only with those names, and …Rusty feels and acts like a stranger, kinda', still,” Nick said. Jess picked up where he left off.
“…But Harmonix sure doesn't,” she giggled. “He's really friendly.”
“Awh, ya' got that right, guys. Mnh, alright, yeah, we can use our dragon names,” Rusty laughed. “Y'all are somethin' else, y'know. I heard folk talk 'bout how kids from 'round here were different, but figured it was just rumors."
“Yeah, it's great. Right here." Nick said.
“Yeah, seems that way, man.” Rusty echoed.
“No - I mean right, here!” Nick said more urgently as he pointed out the Slingshot Diner, set back a bit from the road with naught but the sign on the front of the building to advertise it. The turn-in to the parking lot was approaching rapidly as Rusty's truck trundled down the four-lane road.
“Woah, hang on!” Rusty laughed, reeling on the truck's wheel to turn it into the little parking lot with a scrubbing groan of tires on the asphalt that slid both kids across the pickup's bench seat to squish Jess hard against the kangaroo's side. Rusty let the truck roll under its own momentum around the side of the building where he eased it into a spot until the front tires bumped the parking stop, and he shut off the ignition. As the truck came to a rest and Rusty set the parking brake, he looked over to the deer twins. “A'right. So, promise no funny business in public, right? Like, really, man. Can we keep it…tame? Like, forum-tame, not private-chat stuff.”
“Sure, Harmonix,” the twins said in perfect unison again, making Rusty laugh and rub his face, inadvertently staining his fur with the subtly floral scent of the young doe.
“Gaw-dammit, y'all gonna' keep doin' it, ain'cha?” Rusty laughed as he popped his door open.
“Uh-huh,” came another perfectly-timed response, both effortlessly reproducing the playful tone that Nick had used earlier as they followed the kangaroo out of the truck.
The trio sat in a back booth at the Slingshot, behind a group of scavenger kids who were scheming in hushed voices over a platter of unrecognizable food that they all seemed to be sharing. Rusty had been squeezed back into the corner by Nick, who had been inching closer over the last five minutes, until his thigh settled comfortably against the kangaroo's as Jess grinned at the pair of them from across the table. Rusty had managed to get them on a conversation about character development and what inspired them from the show, which lead comfortably into a talk about backstories and character-building that had happened outside of their roleplays as he flipped through the menu.
It was a strange feeling that Rusty had noticed, as he sat, chatting with the twins and listening to them talk so passionately about their characters and fandom. The kangaroo couldn't quite place it, but as they talked about hypotheticals and planned storylines and plot points, the feeling started to resolve into a clearer picture with the deer boy at his side, sipping bottomless sodas with his sister casually teasing her cloven hoof across the ankle of his boot under the table, making bedroom eyes at him across the table. The ill-defined sense he was getting was that there was genuine connection and interest beyond what he'd felt with his peers, back home. Rusty never did find much common ground with the folks from his holler; he wasn't particularly hard-drinking, nor into drugs, nor sports or hunting or picking up trashy sluts in sleazy bars. Somehow, this felt more his speed. There was background, history, and even if they'd only just met in person, he felt like he knew these twin fawns intimately already, thanks to their extensive online lives together. It felt more ‘right’ with them than anyone else, so…despite their age and the obvious impropriety…was this really it? Rusty had trouble admitting it, but, deep down inside, he could tell that it really did feel right, and beyond all belief he could tell he really did want to so long as they did, but…
Rusty snapped out of his reverie as the huge-boobed, later-middle-aged badger waitress settled a fresh refill of drinks on the table as well as their food.
“Here ya' kids go, sorry ‘bout the wait. Can I get'cha anything else?” she asked as she offloaded bottles of mustard and ketchup and hot sauce into the center of the table.
“Awh, naw, I think we're good, thanks," Rusty said as the deer kids immediately dug in without fuss, not bothering to answer.
“Alright, well, if you need anything just holler," the badger mused as she moved on to check on the boys in the next booth down. Rusty quickly set in on his food as well, as the table grew quiet save for the sounds of three hungry herbivores eating and sparse, universally positive commentary on the food.
Fifteen minutes later the meal had drawn to a lull, as well as the conversation. Nick leaned back in the booth and fished his straw at the ice in the bottom of his glass. Rusty was finishing off the last of his fries, and Jess was drawing patterns in the condensation rings her glass had left on the table. She was the first to break the satisfied quiet spell.
“You're fun, Rusty,” she said, drawing the kangaroo's attention from across the table.
“Ha, so're you kids, y'know. It's been good gettin' to meet you like this, really. Lil' bit of a shock, but I guess I'm mostly over that, now,” Rusty said, with a little grin that mirrored Jess's from across the table. Nick tipped his glass up and crunched on a piece of ice he'd fished out.
“It doesn't have to stop yet, you know…we could keep hanging out all night if you wanted,” the deer boy suggested, and Rusty blinked, with only a little surprise; some part of him had been waiting for the suggestion.
“What're ya' sayin', man?”
“I mean, you have a motel room right? So…we could go back there and hang out,” Nick said with a little giggle as Jess's eyes lit up across the table.
“Can we, Harmonix? C'mon, we don't know when we'll get to see you again,” she begged. Rusty felt a nervous pang in his stomach that lingered in spite of his desire to assent.
“Awh, man, I…I'unno, guys, like…how's that even gonna' happen?” Rusty mumbled, hushed under his breath in an effort to not be overheard.
“Easy, watch!” Nick giggled, standing up and heading for the payphone by the nearby restroom doors, before Rusty could even have a chance to object. The young deer slipped a quarter into the slot and dialed a number as Rusty watched Nick prove that the kangaroo wasn't the only one the twins had under their spell…
“Hey mom! Lyle's parents let us rent a bunch of movies, it's okay if we stay over, right? … Huh? Oh, no, nothing weird, just like, Robocop and Jurassic Park and Hook! … No, his mom and dad took us out to dinner with them. … Oh, okay, yeah, I'll tell her. … Okay, mom! Thanks! Yeah, love you too!" Nick hung up the payphone and settled back into the booth, giggling. “Easy as that, see? Oh, uh, mom wanted to remind you that you have volleyball tryouts tomorrow afternoon," Nick commented to Jess as the badger came back with the check, and Rusty picked it up.
“Yeah, you guys are trouble,” Rusty teased Nick as the young deer snuggled back into the booth beside him. The kangaroo dug into his pocket to retrieve his wallet, then tucked $25 under a glass to cover the tab and a generous tip. “…A'right, I guess. Uh, you guys ready?”
“Are you?” the twins asked in what was quickly becoming their signature unison, making Rusty groan again. Truthfully, he wasn't sure if he was ready; it was all happening so quick, over just a couple hours together he'd gone from thinking Nick and Jess were an adult couple, to finding out they were kids - and not just kids, but twin siblings! Despite that, they still seemed as interested in him as he was, initially, in them; enough to drive all this way and meet up, sight-unseen. The kangaroo roiled with anxious, nervous energy, but the echoes of that initial commitment remained in his mind, as he stood out of the booth and urged the kids to lead the way back to the truck.
Welp, Rusty…you've come this far…
His heart thumped even faster in his chest as Rusty nervously fumbled the key to unlock the motel room door. Number 9, at the end of the row, first floor. After check-in, his truck had been backed into the spot just outside the door, and as he popped the door unlocked, the deer kids quickly rushed from his truck and into the room. Rusty grabbed his bag from the back of the truck and hauled it inside where he shut the door eagerly behind him, twisting the lock shut and doubling-up with the chain latch.
By the time he had turned around and set his bag down, Jess had Nick backed against the dresser and was making out with him; cute, innocent little smooches, lip-to-lip, with the occasional brief touching of tongues that only teased the kangaroo with the sight of them making out. Their tummies were pressed shamelessly close together, and Rusty couldn't help but stare for a long few seconds, before he realized the curtains were still wide open, letting in the final rays of the setting sun. Rusty hurried to turn the window blinds to shut out the view.
“Ha, ghaw, kids…y'all ain't wastin' no time,” Rusty said. By this point, he wasn't complaining. He wanted it, too; there was no doubt. These two deer kids knew exactly what they were doing; there was zero doubt in his mind that Nimble and Slick came from the minds of these two adorable, precocious kids. Just like online, Rusty couldn't help but get pulled into their orbit, though his critical lack of experience in real life brought nerves beyond the taboo of what he was about to do. Rusty sat at the edge of one of the queen beds, leaning down to finally untie his boots and kick them off toward the door as the deer kids kept making out against the dresser. He stretched his toes and looked up to them, catching a glimpse at a smirk from Nick as his fingers played with Jess's fly, and unbuttoned, then unzipped her jeans, pushing them off of her hips. She giggled into their kiss and gasped as her brother stuck his paw into her panties. Nick spoke up first as Rusty stared in awe at the sight of the two.
“What do you wanna play with us first, Harmonix?” Nick asked, as his sister held onto him and gasped into his shoulder as she ground her hips forward to her sibling's hand.
“Awh, holy shi…uh, w-whatever you guys want, I guess, uh. I ain't ever done this sorta' thing before, so, uh…I guess ‘m up for whatever, so long’s ya' go gentle on me,” Rusty admitted with a self-effacing laugh as he trembled a little with arousal from just watching the siblings. “Maybe, uh…m-maybe ya' both should come over here, first,” he suggested. The twins giggled, and Jess stepped back as her brother pulled his fingers from her panties. Both prowled across the short distance, and Jess leaned down first to press her lips to the kangaroo's, kissing him warmly, in a sultry, slow kiss as she tipped her head and pressed up closer. Rusty couldn't resist the call and tipped his head opposite, pressing his tongue against hers as his hand settled on her hip. She sought out his arm, then found his wrist, and eagerly drew his hand between her thighs. As Rusty felt her soaked panties again, her brother's hand moved to help guide him under the fabric, insisting that the kangaroo got a thorough feel of the young doe. Rusty couldn't help but shudder again at the heat, and the soaked, slick, supple, peach-fuzzy flesh between the young girl's thighs that called his name.
“Never done anything like this or just with internet friends?” Nick wondered as Rusty made out with his sister, and the young deer boy guided the older kangaroo's middle finger up into her puffy, sodden pussy. Rusty took over easily enough, leaning back on the bed and pulling Jess atop him as she kissed him eagerly and mounted his hand, grinding down against his fingers as the kangaroo explored blindly. The kiss broke with a wet sound and a half-laugh from the kangaroo.
“Awh, y'all don' laugh, but…like, ever, yeah," he puffed with a breathless laugh into the doe's neck as he kissed over her collarbone, and delicately wormed a second finger up alongside his first as the little doe let out a giddy, pleasured whimper. His erection was aching in his jeans, having worked its way up 'til his tip had slipped beside his balls and was jutting out of his waistband and leaking precum on the inside of his tank-top undershirt.
“But, you're old!” Nick argued in disbelief, “Grownups do this all the time."
“Man, I ain't that old, sheez. ‘sides, ain’t met nobody I like quite s'much as you guys ‘fore, mmff… there ya' go, Nimble,” Rusty groaned as he felt Jess's walls flutter around his fingers, as he dug them deeper and worked along with her rolling hips. He nuzzled back against her collarbone and slowly pumped his fingers, feeling the little doe's nectar drooling down the back of his hand as he suckled light kisses over her soft fur that showed there. “Gaw-damn, you're soakin'.”
“Mm-hm, mnf,” Jess whimpered in his ear as Rusty explored with his hand, and her brother moved to help her pull her t-shirt up, and Jess easily lifted her arms and slunk out of it, and onto Rusty's lap as she leaned up to kiss him again. Rusty couldn't resist her, tipping his head again to lock muzzles with her, while she pawed and pulled at his tank-top and pulled it up. Rusty sensed Nick nearby, and reached out with an arm to pull him close, his hand immediately going to the young buck's lap to grope the boy. Nick gasped and arched into his hand until Rusty could feel the firm ridge of Nick's erection in his jeans, and the kangaroo eagerly started to fumble with the boy's fly, working the button undone.
“Mnh, hell,” Rusty mumbled as he broke the kiss and looked to the precious, skinny little doe girl in his lap, wearing nothing but a pair of soaked panties. “So, uh, y'all know how I am, uh… what'cha kids wanna do with an old boomer, huh?” Rusty wondered as he lifted his arms and helped Jess pull his tank-top off, and moved to begin pulling Nick's shirt off in turn as the deer boy groped him and toyed with the fly of the kangaroo's jeans, before Rusty leaned back and helped undo his belt and get his jeans open.
“Do my sister first, I wanna watch!” Nick said, taking the lead. Rusty laughed, but couldn't deny the thrill he felt at the suggestion.
“Awh, man. Really, you wanna' see that?” Rusty laughed in disbelief. He wasn't sure why it struck him so oddly, but he wasn't about to turn down the opportunity. “What'cha say, Nimble? Is Slick on ta' somethin'?” the kangaroo asked, as he finally nudged Jess out of his lap and stood up to push his jeans and boxers down around his feet.
“Yeah! Do you wanna' do me, Harmonix?” Jess giggled in a particularly Nimble-like energy and tone that made Rusty practically melt. The twins quickly joined him in eagerly stripping the remaining bits of clothing they had on, but stopped as Rusty stood back up with exclamations of awe.
“Woah, everyone says kangaroos are different but they weren't lying..!” the twins both remarked in a freakishly uncanny unison. Rusty felt a pang of self-consciousness as the kids pointed out how he was different, and a blush built in his ears.
“Awh, dang…yeah, ha! It ain't that much different, though. Juss' keep my nuts up front, s'all,” Rusty laughed, “Mnh, ta' answer yer question, Nimble…yeah, I do,” he said, backing the young doe toward the pillows as he climbed back onto the squeaky bed. He hunkered in over her, and kissed her lips as his knees shuffled between hers on the bed, before glancing at the eager, grinning young buck that was kneeling beside them on the bed. "Ya' too, Slick. C'mere,” Rusty urged Nick as he settled closer to Jess, and the doe lifted her legs high, spreading them and showing off her soaked folds to the kangaroo, “Can't have m' man Slick goin' left out either, mnh. Help me get it in?”
Nick grinned and eagerly reached in, grasping the slender end of Rusty's erection, giggling as the kangaroo flexed it in his grip, and reached down to smear it against his sister's soaked pussy, delighting Rusty with a slick, naked smear of his cock through her groove, before the young deer boy pushed the kangaroo directly to his mark.
“Ha! Ooh, put it in, Harmonix,” a needy voice rose from beneath him as Rusty's vision went unfocused from the sensation. The kangaroo's hips rolled testingly forward, and he found himself gliding into the drenched, impossibly-snug folds of the young doe as he positively poured precum along the way, slowly easing in as Nick held his cock and steadied it for its inward press, until Rusty's balls smushed between his pelvis and Jess's.
“Awh, fuck,” Rusty panted, trembling over the young doe as he leaned on his elbow over her on the bed. He practically froze against her, aching-hard erection flexing in her tightness as he acclimated to the tween's soaking heat that wrapped around him with a mind-bending completeness he'd never before experienced.
“Does it feel good?” Nick asked, giggling as he slowly slipped his hand from Rusty's cockbase to his balls, fondling the easily-accessible, heavy orbs of the kangaroo's testes. Rusty couldn't speak; he simply forced a curt nod as he moaned into Jess's shoulder. She slowly settled her legs around his hips, and then rolled up to meet him as the kangaroo pushed, and Rusty grunted again as he found himself balls-deep within the little girl. Rusty froze, tense, as their bodies pressed together.
"Awh, yeah Slick, hoooo-boy, yeah it feels great, man… Nimble, ‘m barely hangin’ on, baby; s-sorry t-this ain't gonna' last s' long as it does online,” Rusty panted, half-laughing as the twins giggled.
“You wanna spooge in her? Do it, Harmonix!” Nick urged him, and Jess giggled, before she bore down around him and Rusty churned his hips on reflex alone.
“Yeah, do it, Harmonix!” Jess urged him, next. Rusty gritted his teeth and rolled his hips, daring to take another plunge as the kids worked against his every last bit of resolve.
“Awh, y'two're really gonna' get it, ngh..!” Rusty tensed, before he felt the subtle brush of lips against his ear, and the whispered voice of Nick as the young buck kept rolling his balls and squeezing them, practically priming the kangaroo's load by hand as Rusty struggled to keep his composure.
“Squirt it all in her, Harmonix..! Nimble wants it, look at her..! Make it slippery for me and I'll do her after, you can help me,” the young buck teased. Rusty was simply helpless to the teasing, and instantly succumbed to the call of nature egged on by the fawn. The kangaroo's legs tensed and his hips gave a shuddery buck as he grunted, overwhelmed by the twins' effortless manipulation and teasing. He bucked his hips again and took a more roll back before giving a pointed thrust as he barreled straight over the edge, and a powerful ribbon of hot kangaroo cum poured from him and deep into the little doe's belly. Jess squealed out a giggling, pleasured sound as the kangaroo's cock kissed her cervix and poured volley after volley of hot, thick cum through it, with the kangaroo's prehensile member flexing powerfully with each pent-up shot to better nestle his fountaining tip to the tight, tiny barrier deep within the little fawn.
“Ah, haa! Harmonix, it- ah! It's moving..!" Jess squealed, clutching Rusty's head to her chest as she whimpered and panted her way through the kangaroo's climax with him, and Nick reached eagerly lower as he watched them both. Rusty was incomprehensible, grunting and smashing his face to the doe's chest as he gritted his teeth and shuddered, only managing half-length strokes as he flooded the little doe with a massive, steaming load of his fertile redneck kangaroo cum.
“Awh, dude, yeah, cum in her man..!” Nick goaded Rusty, staring in awe at the kangaroo breeding his sister, feeling the powerful flexes in the kangaroo's cockbase as he got his fingers around it. He could feel the fertile rushing of fluid through the kangaroo's cock as the muscles in the kangaroo's erection tensed rhythmically, and soon the outpouring of the kangaroo's overflowing load was pumped out to soak Nick's hand with globs of thick, white seed as Rusty let out a shuddering groan with the waning pulses of climax.
“Anngh, haa~! … Hooo, shee-yit, Nimble, woah,” Rusty groaned, lifting up as his erection quickly began to grow oversensitive within the squirming doe, and he pulled his still-throbbing cock back with a laugh. “Awh, man…n-never expected t' go off that quick, uh…sorry,” the kangaroo laughed as the twins giggled. Jess squirmed as her brother plugged her with two fingers, and giggled.
“It's okay Harmonix, you can do it again as many times as you wanna once you're ready again..!” Jess giggled, and Rusty went a little lightheaded at the suggestion.
“Awh, y'kids are gonna' run me into the dirt,” Rusty laughed, before catching Nick's bicep as the young buck started to climb over his sister. “Woah! Hey, Slick, where ya' think you're rushin' off to?” the kangaroo laughed, “C'mere n' let me get you ready," he said, slouching to his side on the bed and leaning in as Nick knelt between his sister's legs. He hesitated for a brief moment as he just took in the sight of the young buck's erect penis standing proud from his sheath, before the kangaroo leaned in and opened his mouth, sliding Nick's immature erection into his mouth atop his tongue, sealing his lips around the young deer and suckling slowly down to the boy's sheath.
Nick gasped and vocalized pleasure, staring down with his mouth open as Rusty glanced up to check on him. Jess giggled and leaned up, and urged Nick to lean forward until Rusty couldn't see him anymore, and he heard the telltale sign of the kids' making out, as Nick's boyhood throbbed on the kangaroo's tongue, oozing salty slickness that Rusty absolutely savored. Before his roleplays with Nimble and Slick, Rusty had never, ever, not even once considered he might want a cock in his mouth, but there, on that dingy motel's squeaky bed so far from home, he found bliss with his chin nestled against the young buck's balls and nose full of the boy's eager, hormone-soaked scent. Nick's lively, eagerly-throbbing erection slipped across his tongue as the boy's hips pumped toward Rusty's muzzle, and brought forth an unbelievable sensation of erotic, ecstatic thrill that filled the kangaroo with trembling delight and arousal. The unique, craveable taste of the young boy brought new strength to his recently-spent erection after a couple minutes of quiet head-bobbing, and Rusty groaned through his nose as Nick let out a whimper and grabbed his ear, pulling his nose tighter to the young buck's crotch as the boy flexed his erection, freezing tensely for just a moment before he began to pull back with a shudder.
“Nnh, u-uh, Harmonix, I d-don't want to squirt yet, okay?” Nick's voice, more timid than Rusty had heard it thus far, came from above, and the kangaroo looked up to find Nick blushing brightly. Rusty pulled off, and, overwhelmed in the moment, pushed up into an eager kiss with the young boy, finding Nick eager to kiss him back and share the taste of the young deer's grassy, cleanly salty precum for a moment. The kiss broke, and Rusty laughed a little as his forehead pressed to Nick's, then he leaned over to kiss Jess in the same fashion.
“Awright, kid, yeah…you gotta' get busy with Nimble anyway, ha! Can I help ya' get it in?” Rusty asked, to bright-eyed and eager grins from both, and a rapid nod from Nick as the kangaroo climbed back onto his knees. He positioned himself behind the young buck and looked down over the boy's shoulder as he reached around and handled that slender pink spike of the young deer's erection, angling it down as Nick leaned forward. Rusty had to shuffle close; close enough that he felt his rock-hard erection gliding up the cleft of Nick's ass, and the deer twins both whimpered a delighted note under their breath as Rusty nestled Nick to Jess's folds, and then urged him to push in with a subtle nudge of his hips against the buck's backside. Panting, Rusty directed Nick with a whispered instruction against his shoulder. “Get it in there n' do ‘er, buddy, yeah. Show me ’ow Nimble n' Slick get down on their own,” he whispered, fantasizing with his rambled words as he gawked at the slow split of the doe's cum-drooling pussy around the young buck, who smoothly plunged into her depths and pushed the kangaroo's load right back to her cervix.
“Auunh,” Nick whimpered as he hilted in his sister and she whimpered out a note of similar delight, lifting her legs. Rusty helpfully caught one and gave her a place to prop its weight as Nick rolled his hips in a slow motion and pumped just a few inches of his barely-five-inch, slender spike of boyhood into her.
Nick asked him something, but the words didn't register; as if the kangaroo's mind had blocked them out, not wanting to prematurely get its hopes up for a misunderstanding.
“Whut's that, Slick?” Rusty asked, not sure why he felt such a powerful, excited, terrified thrill in his guts.
“Put…put it in me? … S-so you can help me do her, Harmonix?” Nick asked, in a tone that was nearly pleading. Rusty shuddered at the thought and arched his hips against Nick's backside, his hand finding the young deer's hip as Nick buried himself in his sister and held himself there.
“Awh, hell, Slick…yeah, I'll help ya', buddy," he said, his heart melting for this young deer boy that was playing up his character's timid, sweet, but impossibly, unrelentingly horny energy perfectly. "Juss'…let me know if it hurts. I ain't big an' definitely ain't thick, but, man…I ain't never done this b'fore either,” Rusty said, already trembling with excitement as he drew his hips back and angled himself lower. He was leaking precum again already, and in such volume he had no consideration for need for lubrication, but he still took his time, savoring the slip of his tapered marsupial cock between the boy's plush cheeks and across his pucker as he slowly ringed it, smearing his precum into the boy's flesh.
“M-me either, but…I want you to,” Nick said with a faint note that almost sounded like he was begging. Jess giggled from somewhere beneath Nick and he saw them lean down against each other to kiss again. Nick's lean forward to kiss his sister provided the kangaroo an ample view of the plush, perfect half-globes of the fawn's ass, with a white strip of fur running right up its cleft and to the underside of his tail.
“Awh, man….a'right, Slick,” Rusty groaned, as he gave a timid press of his erection's tip under Nick's tail, and met the slightest resistance. The kangaroo urged forward more insistently as his nerves steadied, and Nick began to push back against him as his slicked tip began to sink inward to the impossibly tight clutches of the young deer's virgin pucker. Nick grunted, and Jess giggled quietly as their kiss broke, and Rusty continued to slowly plumb the young deer's passage.
“N-nngh, ha..! It's big,” Nick whimpered, though Rusty could tell the young deer wanted more as he felt the boy clutch around him, trembling. A subtle roll of the boy's hips worked against Jess, who crooned another giggling moan out.
“I can feel it twitching,” she whispered to her brother without trying to hide the observation from Rusty. Rusty slowly pulled back to his very tip, and pushed again on a renewed slick of precum left inside the boy as he slowly settled his hips to the fawn's ass, hilting himself and pressing forward as Nick whimpered out and ground forward in turn against his sister, trapped her body and the kangaroo's.
“Awwwhyeah, that's it, Nick,” Rusty groaned as he looked down to the slender boy's back, and lowered his muzzle to breathe in the subtle scent of sweat and arousal on the boy, blended with his own stronger scent and the young doe's faint, immature smell in the motel room air. “Haaa, yeah. Hold still, buddy,” Rusty directed, before drawing himself back and plunging forward again, hilting himself. It was easier this time, and the roaring surge of pleasure in his loins urged the kangaroo to grind his hips tightly against the young deer's ass again. Another slow thrust began to build rhythm, and by the fourth, Nick was moaning openly against his sister's shoulder, hanging on to her for dear life as Rusty began to fuck him, while the young buck was buried to the hilt in his twin sister.
“Move with him, Nick,” Jess urged from below, whimpering with delight as Nick shuddered again and ground his hips forward. The boy seemed to struggle to control himself, but Rusty was able to grip the headboard and control his movement enough to give ample time for Nick to find the rhythm. As Rusty pulled back, he drew out to his very tip; enough for Nick to pull back from his sister to work himself back against the kangaroo's erection. Rusty began to answer that call by shoving forward, and as his hips collided with Nick's, he drove the young deer back down into his sister, and the three bodies came back together with a shuddered whimper of overwhelmed pleasure. The dance, more intricate than any of the three had experienced before, soon built its own stuttered rhythm as the bedframe creaked with the rhythmic strokes of the boy's hips, met by the eager, upward grinds of the young fawn beneath them.
Nick vocalized his urgent, building pleasure as Rusty worked, silent save for his panting and pleasured grunts over the boy. Each stroke was imperceptibly more vigorous than the last, but in their sum they grew steadily more powerful as the minutes passed. With sweat dripping from his fur and onto Nick's back, and Nick moaning incoherently into his sister's kiss, Rusty felt a shudder in the fawn's hips, and a deep, reflexive clutch around his cock as it buried itself in the boy again. Rusty took another deep stroke and used his leverage to ram the boy into his sister again, and again, as Nick's whimpers built in urgency and rose steadily, urging Rusty to pick up the pace. The kangaroo obliged, and soon was working almost solely as a proxy for the young buck, rutting his hips four inches back-and-forth in brisk strokes as he felt Nick tightening around him.
“A-aah, ha-ungh!” Nick cried out abruptly as he suddenly shoved forward against Jess, and she squealed out a giggling moan in unison. Rusty could feel the sudden, tight, rhythmic pulsing around his cock as the young buck came around him, sending jets of thin, immature deer seed straight into his sister as the kangaroo fucked her with his cock. Rusty couldn't stop, he just grunted and groaned as he felt the climactic throes of the fawn and redoubled his efforts as his own pleasure built rapidly from the sensations, and moreso the knowledge that he just made the young deer cum bareback in his twin sister.
“Awhfuck, yeah…yeah, Nick. Breed ‘er, buddy, ya’ fuggin' stud, hngh..haaa!” Rusty mumbled under the building tension of his own climax, before he shuddered and hilted himself, pressing Nick tightly to Jess, and bearing down as he groaned, and began pouring thick, hot ropes of kangaroo cum deep into the little boy's ass. He crammed forward and drug both kids against him in the bed, smashing his own balls between his pelvis and Nick's ass as the kangaroo groaned, chin hooked over Nick's shoulder, Jess giggling in his ear and kissing his cheek and the corner of his mouth as the powerful, wracking pulses of his own torrential climax filled the fawn's ass, as the fawn pulsed his final few shots of climax into his sister.
Quiet took the room again for a few moments, save for the exhausted panting of the trio and the faint, trembling vocalizations of Nick and Jess still as they worked together. The kangaroo slowly pressed himself back up and drew back, slickly slipping out of his lover's backside and slumping over to his side on the bed. He looked over to Jess and Nick as they kissed, and Rusty leaned in to steal a kiss with them both as well, as his hand stroked over the sweat-slick, short fur of the young buck's back, before gripping his ass briefly. His fingers continued, and rolled the boy's balls from behind, feeling where he was tucked into his sister with a teasing nudge of his finger in alongside the boy's member.
“Show me what a mess ya' made in Nimble, Slick,” the kangaroo rumbled in his best bedroom voice, and the twins giggled softly. Without a word, Nick pushed himself up and made a show of pulling himself out of Jess, his member coated in a slick, pearly coating of surprisingly-milky seed. Jess spread her legs wide and showed off, plying her folds apart to keep her drooling pussy on display as Rusty bent down to look up close.
“I think he shot like ten times in me,” Jess giggled, and Nick blushed as the kangaroo simply leaned in and suckled his cock clean, moaning out again as the kangaroo cleaned him thoroughly.
“I think most of the mess is yours though, Harmonix,” Nimble blushed as Rusty pulled up and turned his attention to the doe.
“Awh, yeah, kiddo; most likely. Ya' still did a great job, man, look at it all,” Rusty crooned. Just as eagerly as he went down on Nick, his face pressed between Jess's thighs and he began to lap at the young girl's soaked crotch, cleaning up errant splatters and drools of his and NIck's mingled cum, before he focused his attentions on her spread pussy directly. His tongue hungrily swiped up each fresh drool of seed from her entrance, smearing it up over her red, swollen clit again and again as Jess whimpered with pleasure and soon shifted her strategy to grinding against Rusty's muzzle, holding his ears like handles as the kangaroo got into his work. Nick gently extracted himself from the tangle and giggled sheepishly.
“Uh, I…I gotta go to the bathroom, save me a place!” the buck stated, barely able to hold his own laughter before slipping off of the bed and making the naked, lanky-limbed and butt-clenched run for the little bathroom at the back of the motel room. Rusty laughed and spent a long few moments suckling on Jess's clit before he came up for air, and huffed in the relative privacy.
“Y'wannah climb up n' sit on my face, Nimble?” Rusty asked, and Jess's eyes lit up with giddy joy as she nodded her head eagerly. The doe clamored up as Rusty flopped on his back. Jess eagerly shuffled forward until her knees were on the pillows and she leaned her hips back until she felt Rusty's muzzle close over her pussy again and begin to lap through her folds hungrily again, as she straightened her back and bore more weight against his face.
Rusty was in heaven. The weight bore down just enough to smash his muzzle in, ensuring Jess got his tongue deep inside her. His eyes opened to find her staring down across her flat chest and tummy at him, and he heaved in a deep breath to find her scent stronger, mixed with his own and her brother's as the glistening-furred little girl rode his face and shifted her hips toward the sensations she craved. She was hanging onto the bed's headboard, and Rusty groaned out as she smashed his nose in against her pussy, sinking his head back into the mattress slightly. The girl rode his face, grinding hungrily and smearing her clit to his nose as he hungrily lapped the running drizzle of cum from her while she panted and used him to work herself up toward climax. The kangaroo obediently stayed put as Jess whimpered and moaned, and just as Nick exited the bathroom, Jess gave a shaky, sweet cry out as she shook atop Rusty's muzzle, practically drowning him in the copious, slick juices of her climax as the kangaroo did his best to keep up, lapping at her and grunting as she smashed his nose into her pussy and fluttered and spat her overflowing juices over his face, waterboarding him without an ounce of consideration for his wellbeing.
Rusty would've had it no other way. He let Jess ride her climax out as he dug in and nuzzled against her clit and lapped up into her fluttering, clutching walls hungrily, blissfully unaware of Nick's approach until he felt the boy straddling his tail on the bed, then shuffling forward. Rusty parted his thighs, well beyond any hint of reservation or shyness with the twins, and Nick's squat over his tailbase brought the boy's balls in contact with Rusty's undertail. Over the shaky, prolonged whimpers and cries of Jess's eager climax, he heard Nick spit, and a moment later, felt the slickened tip of the young buck's erection pressing to his pucker, and urging in with an eager push. The kangaroo grunted and lifted one huge foot slightly as the buck worked himself in, and soon slid balls-deep in the kangaroo, bumping his belly against the base of Rusty's still-erect member.
Jess slowly came to a rest on Rusty's muzzle, smearing his nose through her climax-soaked pussy folds, and eased back to sit on his chest as she let the boomer up for air. Rusty huffed and caught his breath, eyes rolling back as Nick started to rut him, steadily working under his tail with eager, brisk, boyish ruts that bumped Nick's slender boyhood to the kangaroo's prostate and made his own member twitch with arousal with each stroke. Nick was wasting little time, pushing Rusty's legs up to get a better angle, though the kangaroo did most of the work as the fawn signaled his intentions.
“Mnh, kid, havin' fun down there?” Rusty grinned, still panting as he kissed Jess's pelvis, and planted a slow lick of his tongue up to her navel, tasting her subtly salty sweat as the little buck vocalized his pleasure.
“Mmnh-mm-hmm,” Nick agreed, working faster already as Rusty felt him stiffening more, already flexing his boyhood in his pleasure's slow rise. Rusty couldn't believe it, but his erection stood undeterred by his previous two climaxes, and the kangaroo reached down to begin stroking himself, stretching on the bed with a foot in the air to keep space for Nick's lively, youthful rutting.
“Awh, yeh, buddy,” Rusty groaned, making Jess giggle as he flashed a wink up to her. “Mnh, gonna' need a break after yer done though, phew, ya' kids are a handful. Hoooyeah, get it, Slick,” Rusty urged, crooning his praise to the young boy as Nick shuddered and thrust deeper, working faster until a subtle clap-clap-clap of his lap off of Rusty's ass was sustained to the soundtrack of the boys panting as Jess settled beside Rusty and cuddled up, staring at the two as she cuddled the kangaroo.
Rusty groaned and held her close with his free arm, the other pumping his arousal smoothly and working in time as Nick built that strong, sustained rhythm against him over the course of a few minutes. A faint moan announced the male fawn's sudden arrival at his peak, and as his hips stuttered and he arched, he plunged in to the hilt and groaned out as he climaxed yet again. Rusty could feel the boy jerking sharply under his tail, spitting runny, slimy fluid warmth into his guts as the fawn moaned out deleriously, and Rusty curled his toes, squeezing around Nick as best as he could, while still praising, “Shoot me full, Slick, yeah, that's great, bud, nnhyeah, me too, buddy.”
The praise brought subtle giggles from the twins as Nick started coming down just as Rusty was working himself up. The kangaroo leaned in to kiss Jess as he tensed, and with her toying her tongue against his, the kangaroo tensed and pulsed three weak shots of the very last of his reserves of seed into his belly-fur with a shuddering groan, and a slow, sustained fade into a relaxed lounging atop the bed. Moments later, Nick gingerly pulled himself out and flopped at Rusty's other side, and the kangaroo wrapped his arms cozily around both siblings, holding them close as the streaks of semen soaked into his belly-fur. The three laid together in afterglow, naked on the stained sheets until Jess finally shivered, and Rusty helpfully pulled a sheet over her and chuckled.
“Mnh…y'guys are trouble, y'know. Gonna' run me ragged,” the kangaroo teased.
“You're already tired?” Nick wondered.
“Sheez, see what I mean? You ain't, Slick?" Rusty laughed, “Hoo boy. Yeah, this ole' kangaroo needs a drink, n' a shower, n' a…couple hours ta' recharge my batteries at least, sheesh.”
“You're still gonna do me again though, right Harmonix?” Jess asked with a giggle as she leaned up and smooched Rusty's cheek.
“Awh, Nimble. Yer' gonna' get everythin' I got once I'm ready t' rock again. What'cha guys think, what ya' wanna' do?" Rusty wondered, looking over to her only to hear the siblings giggle and answer in perfect unison.
“We wanna' do everything, Harmonix!”
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