It was a quiet morning in the hometown of Joey P, a brown-haired, young man who was celebrating his birthday. Alas, the young Italian-American would have to do so alone, as his parents had left him home alone Thankfully, his employer had given him the day off, so at least he didn’t have to work. Sighing, he headed towards the living room after a light breakfast.

DING DONG!

The doorbell caught him completely by surprise. He wasn’t expecting anyone, and the mail never came this early. With a curious expression, he opened the front door and examined a large, wrapped box with a raised brow. The crate-sized container resembled a classic gift, with glittery, red paper, a yellow ribbon, and an easily removable lid. A similarly large sticker bore the words “To: Joey” and “From: “ with the latter followed by a bright, yellow star.

“Someone went way overboard…” Joey muttered to himself, “Ah well. Better bring this inside before it gets snowed on…”

As he carried the box inside, the brunet found its weight oddly familiar. Shrugging it off, he placed the present in an empty spot in the living room, whose blinds and curtains he had lazily left closed. After pausing briefly to check his phone- his Telegram group chat was finally sending birthday wishes- he grasped the lid with both hands.

“This had better not be a gag gift…”

No sooner had he spoken and cracked the lid than something sprang out and latched around his neck and belly. Though stunned, he was quickly snapped back to reality by a squeaky voice.

“Happy Birthday Joey!”

Hanging onto him with a huge smile was none other than Alvin Seville. The small, chipmunk boy had left most of his soft, creamy fur exposed, wearing little more than his trademark hat, a pair of white and red ankle socks, and some adorable briefs. The latter garment was white and dotted with little, yellow A’s. It featured red seams and a red waistband bearing fine, white letters that repeatedly spelled Alvin Klein.

“T-Thank you, Alvin, but… where are your clothes?”

The young chipmunk gave his trademark smirk, which made Joey’s cock quiver.

“At home. I wanted to dress appropriately for the occasion.”

Before the birthday boy could move, his ‘present’ slid downward, pressing his butt against the growing bulge beneath him. Then, going a step further, he started gyrating his hips.

“A-Alvin…” Joey gasped, his pulse racing. Swallowing hard, he gathered every ounce of courage he could muster. “Let me undress first.”

Without skipping a beat, the sly, little boy slid to the floor and began working on the young man’s pants. Joey bit his lips and, with reddened cheeks, slipped off his shirt and tossed it aside. Soon, his pants were around his ankles, so he kicked them in roughly the same direction. Now, both he and his visitor were in just their socks and red underwear. Alvin nuzzled his host’s throbbing bulge and started to pitch a cotton tent of his own.

“Mmm, I can’t wait to have this inside me,” he teased, “Are you ready?”

Without a word, the young ‘munk was scooped up and placed face-down on the couch; his arms hanging off one of the arm rests. Slowly, Joey started to grind his crotch against the soft cotton covering his partner’s smooth, furry ass.

“They say a lot of things about the way to a guy’s heart,” he smiled, “I think the way to yours is through your tight, little butt.”

Alvin blushed and moaned softly, enjoying the slow, sensual foreplay.

“Guilty as charged,” he smiled, pressing backwards against the birthday boy’s erection, “I love a good pounding.”

After a few more moments, Joey stopped and slid off his boxer briefs. With a smile, he rolled Alvin over and gave the young munk’s bulge a squeeze and a brief rub.

“You look adorable in those briefs,” he hummed, “Let’s get them off before we make a mess.”

“T-Thank you,” Alvin squeaked in a small voice. He blushed lightly as his underwear slid off; he was glad his choice of attire was appreciated. After tossing the garment aside, Joey locked his furry companion into a chaste kiss. Alvin felt the couch fall away, replaced moments later by the texture of a nearby wall. His little cock throbbed as a much larger one teased its entrance.

“Ready, lil guy?”

Alvin nodded, his confidence returning. He was always eager to be filled.

“Yep!” he smirked, wiggling his hips, “Gimme all you’ve got!”

Grinning, Joey quickly set aside the lube he had been applying and set to work. He pushed slowly at first, filling his lover’s tight, little ass. Alvin moaned as pleasure coarsed through his body, but still begged for more cock.

“O-Oh yeah! Pound my tailhole, Joey!”

Joey smirked as he lifted the little munk’s legs, pressing him fully against the wall.

“Be careful what you wish for.”

In an instant, the birthday boy was fucking his present hard against the wall. After a few exploratory thrusts, he smiled as a sharp, squeaky moan revealed Alvin’s most sensitive spot. As this bundle of nerves was pounded relentlessly, the young ‘munk started pushing back into his lover’s thrusts.

“D-Don’t stop!” he squeaked, “H-Harder! Faster!”

Joey quicked his pace, pounding the small boy as hard as he could. Alvin’s high, squeaky moans were music to his ears, and his little penis throbbed adorably as it neared climax. Finally, the birthday gave one last, powerful thrust; his lover’s ass squeezing tightly around his cock.

“H-Happy Birthday Joey!” Alvin squeaked in ecstasy, covering their bellies with cum. Just as he finished speaking, his love responded in kind, filling his tight ass with warm seed.

“ALVINNN!!!”

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Alvin smiled as he leaned back against the birthday boy, whose arms wrapped him securely in a soft, red blanket. This had been the second part of his gift, as the pair now watched TV together in their underwear. The young ‘munk looked upward at his friend as the latest commercial started. His bright, blue eyes accompanied a warm, affectionate smile.

“So, did you like your birthday present?”