Chapter 2: Night at the Bakery
A week has passed since the wild and messy night in Saville’s basement. The next day, when they woke up, they felt as full, bloated, and sluggish as they did before going to sleep. Lucky for them, Dave was still knocked out from the heavy dosage of sleeping aids Theodore laced the batter with, but he was snoring, so he was still alive and breathing. This gave the young, chunky chipmunks plenty of time to, albeit sluggishly, shower themselves down, groom their furs, and wash their blankets and the snail trail they left from the basement to their room. When Dave finally did come to, about a whole day after he was drugged, he was groggy and dazed. This feeling would last a few days before his full senses returned to him. At that point, he noticed that his boys were considerably rounder around the gut, and their lower bodies had filled out, but only a bit. Were it not for their youthful metabolism and a few days passing, the chipmunks would still be lugging around much more mass. Dave chalked it up to a bad diet of junk food and candy, shrugging it off and simply encouraging his boys to try to eat better.
To this day, Alvin and Simon have no idea what got into their baby brother. Ever since the first time they had sex, he was usually a horny boy, but he was usually much more shy and nervous than he was that night. He had never acted like that before. Theodore wasn’t entirely sure, either, especially what came over him to drug his whole family and chain his brothers up like that. He wouldn’t ponder it for very long, though. He loved what happened last week. From drugging and stuffing his brothers to spanking and abusing their tail-ends and even choking on his brothers’ semen, Theodore loved every last second of the rough, lewd time they shared. Thinking back at the depravity, he wanted more... Theo wanted to go deeper, hungering to indulge in a dark pit of lust and drag his brothers down with him.
That afternoon, Theodore decided to take a stroll around town with his brothers. Pulling their brothers away from the television took some convincing, mostly with begging and puppy-dog eyes. After a while, they caved in and decided to go with their baby brother. Before heading out of the house, Theodore ran back to his room to grab his backpack. On the way out, Theodore and his brothers told Dave they were heading out. Dave called back for them to be careful and not stay out too late.
Theodore took the lead on their trek through town, humming an upbeat tune aloud with his left paw on the strap of his backpack while his right arm swayed to and fro. Alvin and Simon followed closely behind, feeling passive overall about the stroll, though they couldn’t help but chuckle a little at Theo’s cheerful disposition. Alvin spoke first. "So, uh.  What made you wanna go on a walk today, baby bro?" he asked. "And what’s the backpack for?"
He looked over his shoulder and smiled. "What?  Couldn’t it just be that I wanted fresh air today?"
Simon smirked.  "As if.  You hate exercise almost as much as I do."
"Okay, you got me. There’s a bakery I went to the other day, and I wanted to go and get some goodies with my allowance.  Aaand I thought you guys would like them, too."
"Okay," Simon responded, "but that doesn’t explain the backpack."
"Oh, uh… Well… I was gonna get a lot and bring some home, and I don’t think I’ll be able to carry them all in my paws. Yeah."
Alvin grinned and stepped closer to Theo, pressing his paw on his head and ruffling his turf. "You have the biggest sweet tooth, I swear."
"Hehehe… Yeah,..~" Theo nuzzled up at the teasing paw, giggling softly.
The three chipmunk cubs would pad along for a few more blocks until they came to the bakery Theo was talking about. They stopped before the entrance; Theodore smiled and presented the building to his siblings. "Here we are, guys!"
Alvin and Simon looked up and around the front of the bakery; from the looks of it, it wasn’t part of a chain, but the size of the facility was rather impressive for a privately owned company. It looked well-kept and well-structured; quite a bit of money must have gone into the structure. Simon looked through the window, then raised his eyebrow, making a puzzled sound. He then directed his attention to the times printed on the front door. "Theo, this place is closed.  They shut their doors at 5 p.m."
"Yeah, I know," Theodore said plainly, a smile still painted on his face.
"I’m confused… You brought us to a bakery after they closed up?" Simon asked, with a puzzled look on his and Alvin’s faces. "Did we come to window shop in the dark or something?"
Theodore shook his head, then pointed behind him toward the alleyway next to the bakery. He looked to his left, right, and behind him. No eyes on them. "Follow me," he whispered, immediately dashing into the alley. The others's ears perked up as Theo ran off, and they quickly and quietly chased after him. He fled behind the building and right to the back door, giving a cute and sinister chuckle as he removed his backpack and dropped it next to the door, reaching his paws inside.
"Uhh… What are you doing?" Alvin asked.
"Get us inside, silly," Theo responded, pulling a lockpick from his back.
Simon folded his ears back with a worried look in his eye. "Uhh, Theo, I don’t think that’s a good idea."
Theo smirked and turned to the door, where he got to work on the lock. "Obviously so, if you’re gonna talk loud like that."
"Uhh, I’m going to have to agree with Simon... We could get in serious trouble if we’re caught." Alvin agreed.
"If we get caught." He said it with a chuckle, picking away at the lock until it granted him access. "Ah-ha!" he cheered softly, defeating the lock. He reached up to turn the door knob and cracked the door open, granting himself and his brothers entry into the bakery. He turned to his brothers and beckoned to them. "Well… You guys coming in or not?"
Alvin scratched his ear nervously. "Umm, I dunno, Theo... I love shenanigans as much as the next guy, but this is, like, actually illegal."
"Yeeeaaah, I… I’m not comfy with this at all." Simon added, a drop of sweat rolling down the side of his face. "Someone might find out and call the police... Dave would kill us...!"
Theodore sighed. "Fine, I guess you guys are right... I can’t help if you guys feel uncomfortable with this." He said it plainly, reaching back into his backpack with his right paw. "But it’s okay, I can fix that." Theodore’s soft look turned sinister as a long leather riding crop came out of the bag.
Alvin and Simon stepped back as their little brother brandished the sturdy leather tool. "Theo, what—"  Without warning, Theodore swung the crop at his brothers, aiming at their thighs. They staggered back, only feeling the wind from the swing and the whistle of the small whip flying toward them. "Wah! What are you doing!?"
Theo giggled, tapping the edge of the crop with his left digits. "Fixing that uncomfortable attitude... The best way to fix something unpleasant is to make it even more unpleasant. That being said, He then pointed the leather tool through the door. "You can either get those soft, fluffy buns in this bakery, or I can whip them out here until they’re hot and red."
Alvin and Simon shivered, turtling their heads into their shoulders with a very timid demeanor, paws in front of them. Alvin spoke up. "Theo, you can’t ju—" Theodore raised his riding crop again, prompting a soft whimper from himself and Simon. "Okayokayokay, I’m going...!" he exclaimed, ambling past Theodore and through the breached door. Theo, still keeping his whip raised and at the ready, watched Alvin as he scuttered into the building, then directed his gaze right at Simon, who would follow the first chipmunk in without further fuss. Pleased with their cooperation, Theodore lowered his arm, grabbed his backpack and tools, and entered the facility, closing the door behind him and securing the lock.
They were overcome with darkness upon entering the bakery, rendering them blind. They were also overwhelmed by the strong scent of freshly baked goods. They could smell the sweet icings, glazes, fillings, and lusciousness of many cakes, pies, and more. "It smells nice in here." Alvin stated as he waded through the dark, the scent of pastries seeming to ward away the nervousness he had recently been struck with.
"Just wait until you taste them." Theodore said, walking against the walls and scanning them closely with his paws. "Now, if only I had brought a flashlight with me... Hmmm… mm?  Ahh!" An audible click echoed in the room as Theodore located the light switch and flipped it on to illuminate it. With the room lit, they discovered they were in the kitchen. "Ahh, perfect. Right, where we wanna be Theodore said, looking around the kitchen. From his observation, the counters and tables were empty and cleaned. Looking further into the kitchen, he would see two large metal doors near the back-stock area of the kitchen: one that held all the pre-made and pre-packaged cakes and pastries, and one that housed all the cold ingredients like whipped cream and ice cream. Near those doors would be several large containers of cake icing, sweet glaze, caramel and chocolate toppings, and many more sweet and creamy toppings.
"So, why exactly did we break in...?" Simon asked, and he and Alvin followed Theo around the kitchen as they scanned the area. "Are we just stealing some cakes and stuff?  They must be outstanding to want to steal them."
Theodore shook his head. "Not stealing.  Playing." Theodore corrected with a big grin, opening one of the doors in the kitchen to reveal the stash of pre-packaged goodies. He stepped into the walk-in without hesitation, locking onto a box of a dozen assorted cupcakes.
"P… Playing?" Simon asked.
Theodore smirked and popped the box open to reveal the mixed flavors of handheld cakes. "Take your shirts off, brothers.  Unless you don’t care if they get messy,
Alvin blushed and stammered at the sudden demands. "Hold on, what are you gonna do?"
"Isn’t it obvious?" Theodore asked, taking a vanilla cupcake from the box and walking to his brothers. He peels off the paper and takes a big bite, then suddenly leans in toward Alvin, kissing him right on the lips. Alvin’s eyes practically bugged out of his head from the sudden kiss, especially when he felt Theo pushing the cake into his mouth, seductively sharing it with him. He didn’t know what to do other than simply part his lips and allow the iced treat to slip into his mouth. At the same time, Theodore raised his hand and pressed the other half against Simon’s mouth, who gawked at the sudden cakey kiss before his muzzle was prodded, the icing lightly smearing onto his lips. Theodore blushed and opened his maw slightly, allowing Theodore to stuff the cupcake into his cheeks, two fingers following in. Simon murred softly, eyes calmly closed, and softly clasped his maw on his fingers, licking and sucking the icing and crumbs from Theodore’s chubby fingers. Once the cupcake was consumed, Theodore pulled the kiss and his fingers away, giggling and licking his lips. "Get it now?"
Alvin couldn’t help but giggle softly, seeming to have warmed up to the notion. He stepped closer and grabbed Theodore’s hips softly. "You wanted to sneak into a bakery to get naughty with some goodies?  You know how to bake, you know."
"Taking two hours to make a cake just to have naughty fun with it is just too much work... By the time it’s done, you might lose your mood." Theodore stated, pressing himself closer to Alvin, then reached his paw over to grab Simon’s hips and pulled him closer. "No… I wanna fuck on my cake as soon as possible."
Simon’s heart raced as his younger brother held him close, all three of their hips pressed against one another. He couldn’t help but smile back. "Goodness, bro… I thought you promised to warn us when you did something nutty."
Theodore winked at Simon. "I only promised to try.  Now, are you guys gonna get sweet and sloppy with me or not?"
"Like I have a choice; you’ll just whip me if I say no." Simon responded with a soft purr in his tone.
"That’s my dear brother." Theodore smiles and pulls the hug away, walking out of the cake closet. "Now help me out here.  Alvin, grab as many boxes of goodies as you can, and Simon, grab a lot of ice cream. Bring everything to the big table in the middle of the kitchen."
Before they acted on their tasks, Alvin and Simon looked at Theodore as he walked off, grabbing his backpack and reaching in. "Where’d all this come from?  He’s gotten a lot bossier recently." Alvin pointed it out in a hushed tone.
"I know," Simon whispered, a soft slime curling over his blushed face. "But I think… I kinda like it." Simon silently gets to work, waltzing over to the walk-in fridge to grab a few tubs of ice cream. Alvin also got moving, grabbing several boxes of cakes, donuts, strudels, and other pastries. Both brothers would bring their hauls to the table, stacking them neatly before heading back to grab more. While Alvin and Simon fetched the cream and cake, Theodore got busy setting up and doing his part. In his backpack, he pulls out several video cameras and fold-up tripods. Altogether, he’d set up four cameras at different angles, some from the side, some higher or lower than others, to get as many shots as he could of the fun that was to ensue.
Alvin would take notice of the cameras, his ears perking up with curiosity. "What’s that for, Theo?"
"Oh, uh… Just capturing some memories," Theodore replied, giggling as he answered.
Theodore got all the tripods up and the cameras mounted and rolling. After completing his task, he pushed his backpack aside and slowly tugged his shirt off with a soft purr, his stout and chunky body fully nude except for his natural fur coat. After stripping down, he spotted Alvin carrying one more container of sweets over to the table before heading back. He grinned and grabbed the back of that signature red shirt, tugging him back. "Silly Alvin.  You didn’t listen."
"Huh?" Alvin looked confused, pointing to the stack of boxes on the table. "But, I did as you asked...."
"I’m not talking about the cake...." Theodore grabbed the bottom of Alvin’s shirt, pulling up on the layer of clothing. Alvin giggled and followed his lead, lifting his arms and allowing the shirt to glide off of him, allowing Theodore to adore his nude, fluffy body, still quite stocky from the fun they had last week in their basement. Theo hugged Alvin from behind, one paw on his soft chest and the other on his thigh; he nuzzled into Alvin’s neck, who was purring and huffing as he was felt up. "Mmm, golly, you got so much plumper... I love it."
"H-Heh… You made me this way, Theo," Alvin stated, blushing heavily as his body was groped. He shivered softly, a soft moan slipping from his lips as he got excited between his legs. The younger chipmunk would quickly act on the vulnerability, forcing a soft coo from Alvin’s maw as his hardened boyhood twitched in Alvin’s paw. "Nnnff… T-Theo… Haa…"
Theodore leaned his chin over Alvin’s shoulder, looking at the hard-on in his grasp. He squeezed and stroked it slowly. "Hehe, I never get tired of feeling you swell in my paw," he sang as he teased his brother’s sensitive shaft. Alvin was already melting in his baby brother’s embrace, his body lusting for more of his touch. Theo released it after only a moment, both looking down to watch it pulsate so needily. "Aww, you want more, Al?" he asked, reaching over to one of the many pretty boxes on the table.
"Y-Yeah…" Alvin whispered aloud with a soft groan. His ears twitched as he heard Theodore chuckle behind him. And suddenly, a harsh tingle surged through every nerve in his body when Theodore swiftly pressed a cupcake onto his meat. He squealed out, his knees buckling slightly. "H-Haaa…!  Theo!!"
Theodore held his older brother closer, smirking as he smothered the small cake on Alvin’s exposed nethers, stroking and twisting slowly. "How does it feel, Al?"
"Squishy! A-Aaaahhh, f-f-feels sooo soft and squishyyy!" he exclaimed, shivering as the soft, luscious cake wrapped around his member and titillated every nerve. Theodore’s giggle would only further tickle him as he felt taunted in his unparalleled arousal and egged him to push his hips forward, welcoming the newly-formed cake ring around his junk.
"Alvin!?" Simon returned to the room with one more tub of vanilla in his arms. "Alvin, are you o... o-oh?" His heart skipped, and a hot blush appeared when he ran in on his brothers in such a lewd position. He nearly dropped the cold container in his paws when he looked down at the cupcake firmly fitting around Alvin’s dick. "T-That… Oh my…"
"Welcome back, Si," Theodore chirped, moving his paw away from Alvin’s groin and stepping from behind him. "You’re just in time for your treat."
Simon’s eyes were locked on the bobbing cupcake on Alvin’s groin, covering every inch of his member except for the tip. He was practically drooling as he watched the subtle motions, stray crumbs, and a drip of icing falling onto the floor. Alvin’s hushed breaths and moans would ring in Simon’s ears, making him more hungry for that cake and cock.  "Well, I guess... Mmph, a taste won’t hurt…." He giggles and sets the last tub on the table, then grabs his shirt and pulls it off slowly, joining the gaggle of naked, bubbly, and bountiful chipmunks. If his eyes and face wouldn’t say it, his erect cock would certainly give it away. He takes a step closer, gives Alvin a soft kiss on the lips, then slowly lowers himself to his knees, his face meeting the treat bestowed on him. He booped the tip of his cock with his nose and delicately ate away at the cupcake condom, taking careful bites. He held his paws out under the cupcake, catching any icing and cake that fell as he whittled away.
Feeling Simon so close to his member made him throb a little harder as the ring around his member was eaten away. He huffed and whimpered impatiently as he felt Simon’s warm breath brush against his groin, thighs, and the exposed bits of his cock. "H-Haa… Please just… Just take it already." Simon looked up at him with a lusty gaze; their eyes met, and Alvin’s demeanor filled with sexual need. Then his face disappeared into the underside of the throbbing mast. Simon took a big lick, most of the cake breaking away and falling onto his face and glasses as Alvin cried out in pent-up need. Finally, with a wide-open maw, he took his brother’s caked meat into his maw, sucking the remainder off of his member and taking it deeper into his maw, purring muffledly as his mouth was occupied by inch after inch of his brother’s dick. "Ahhh yes... H-Haaaa..!" Alvin pressed his paw on Simon’s head and pushed his hips forward eagerly, pressing his pelvis on Simon’s lips and his balls to his chin, with every inch warmly nestled against that wet tongue.  It wasn’t long before Alvin was matting Simon’s tongue with precum, which Simon would savor and swallow almost immediately. While Simon stayed busy with Alvin’s sensitive member, Theodore waltzed back over to his backpack and grabbed one more camera, this time for photography. He aimed his camera at his moaning brothers, stepping in from several angles to take snapshots of them. The camera would capture his brothers, Alvin’s face so cute as she moaned aloud, Simon looking so natural as he slobbered on that boyhood, glancing at the camera while keeping his maw and paws busy.
Their naughty fun would soon get to Theodore; he moved one paw between his chunky, bubbly thighs, rubbing at his hard-on. He bit his lower lip and slowly rubbed himself. He loved how Simon worked his brother’s meat; he wanted to see more from his brothers. "Mmm, come on, Al, don’t be so passive.  Get a little messy," he directed as he walked over to the stack of baked treats. He popped another box open, this time a chocolate-vanilla marble cake. He reached in and grabbed a pawful of the cake and gave Simon a hard spank, the cake and icing scattering all over those big plush buns. He moaned out from the rude slap from behind, pulling his mouth away from Alvin’s cock and looking behind him. "Hey, don’t stop.  Keep that greedy mouth working." Theodore set his camera down and reached back into the big cake with both paws, grabbing two more big chunks of cake and icing. He groped Simon’s rear, moving his paws in slow circles to slather those squishy mounds of booty with the chocolate and vanilla, the messy sweets dropping down his thighs as well.
Alvin giggled, reached in to grab a chunk, and moved his paw down to press against Simon’s cheek, petting the cheek slowly. "Come on, Simon... Don’t leave me hanging~ Give me that mouth again…" he whispered to him, his shaft twitching, pointed at his mouth.
"Mmmph, guys…" Simon blushed harder, the center of attention between his two brothers. He chuckled, taking some of the cake on his face in his paw and stroking it slowly, egging a soft moan from Alvin.  "You like the squishy feeling on your dick, Al?" Alvin would reply with a nod, shivering as he pulsated harshly in Simon’s paw. His moans grew louder again when Simon licked some of the cake, and he swallowed the shaft again. The taste and soft texture of chocolate and vanilla mixed well with the beating firmness of chipmunk cock. Simon’s muffled groans would rise as Theodore smothered his chubby-cheeked face against that caked rump. He motorboated those sloppy rump cheeks and licked away some of the cake and icing. Simon responded by pressing his hips back and bouncing his bubbly cheeks against Theodore, making him moan as he squished the cake all over his face.
Alvin’s body was beginning to burn up. He started to squirm as he felt himself reaching his bursting point. Alvin reared his head back and moaned louder, pressing his hips harder against Simon’s face. It was clear to Simon that he was getting close; Alvin’s voice was growing needy and surprisingly higher-pitched, and the paw atop his head trembled, as did those hips as Simon kissed his pelvis. He giggled and pulled his mouth off with a loud, lewd plop. With his mouth wide open and tongue lolling out, he stroked the shaft before him fast and firmly, moaning hungry. Alvin gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, the pressure in his loins rising rapidly. A few more seconds was all it took to push Alvin over his limit, with loud wails spilling out of his now-gaped maw and his semen spurting from him. The first powerful gush completely missed Simon’s mouth and shot him right in the face, practically knocking his glasses off as it splattered all over his face and glazed over his glasses. Simon couldn’t help but giggle as he took the cumshot to the face, followed by a series of spunk shots to his face, several more missing his face and shooting all over his back and butt, a few of the thick, pent-up ropes even splattering onto Theodore’s face as he licked the cake from Simon’s rump cheeks. Simon raised his body and opened his maw wider, sending the next series of cumshots gushing right into his hungry maw. He took what he could of the heavy load, letting his cheeks flood before swallowing. The cumshots wouldn’t cease, splattering on Simon’s face, chest, belly, and back until he was ready to open wide again and continue to gulp down the hot white chipmunk boy milk. Theodore would take the chance to grab his camera again, snapping a few more pictures of the powerful cumshots as well as the gooey mess Simon was becoming.
Alvin’s pent-up orgasm would end after several minutes of non-stop gushing. He leaned back against the table and panted heavily, his tongue lolling out and his chest heaving with loud, deep sighs. He looked down at the mess he made of his brother; nearly every strand of his brown fur was matted from head to toe in his thick cream. He and Simon chuckled at the sloppy, sopping cum rag he had been reduced to. He stood up slowly, weighed down slightly by the gooey mess on his body. "Jeez, Al, didn’t you just dump your balls a few days ago?" he asked with a giggle.
"H-Heh… I guess it really is the genes." Alvin sighed, his knees wobbling a bit as he recovered. He looked Simon up and down, admiring the oozing cocoon that coaxed his body. "Besides, it looks really good on you."
"I’ll say it does." Theodore agreed, stepping closer to give Simon’s creamed cheek a soft kiss and purring as he got a good taste of Alvin’s freshly expended seed. "Honestly, you look just like a cake yourself.  You’ve got a ton of icing and lots of dough for an ass... Now you just need lots of toppings." Theodore wore a toothy grin and gripped Simon by his hips.
Simon blushed shyly, his ears folding back as he felt Theo gently urging him back toward the table. Alvin would help Simon onto his back as he and Theodore slowly coaxed him onto the table. "Oh my," he whispered as he sat on the kitchen desk, leaning back as his brothers had directed him.
Alvin giggled and grabbed two tubs of ice cream: one strawberry and one caramel swirl. He didn’t bother with utensils; Alvin pulled the lids off and then used his bare paws to scoop out the ice cream. Being out of the freezer for a while allowed it to come out quite easily. Theodore followed Alvin’s lead; he walked over to the big pot of chocolate sauce and a sizeable ladle. Alvin loomed over his glazed brother, holding the handful of strawberry cream over his chest.
Simon looked up shyly at his brothers, his eyes darting between the ice cream and chocolate. He squirmed about slightly on the table, whimpering cutely. "G-Guys, I... hang on... Ahh—!"  Ignoring the plea, Alvin’s paw came down onto Simon’s chest, pressing the handful of ice cream right onto his right nipple. The sharp chill prompted Simon to arch his back and squeal loudly. He gripped Alvin’s wrist with his right paw and the table's edge with his left. "Al!  Ahh, fuck, it’s cold! ALVIN!" he cried out. His cute and desperate wails made the other two chipmunks chuckle; with his other paw, he dropped a scoop of caramel ice cream right on the other nipple, forcing a louder groan from Simon. While Alvin laid the ice cream onto the exposed chest, Theodore took a big scoop of chocolate and tilted the ladle, pouring the sweet topping on Simon’s squirming body, starting with his chest and going down to his belly. He made sure to be very generous with the chocolate, giving his torso a healthy helping of cocoa.
Alvin’s free paw soon lifted off of Simon’s chest, going back for another big scoop. He dropped the next several scoops onto Simon’s tummy, each serving of ice cream urging another whimper and groan from the pinned chipmunk. He would then take one more huge scoop of ice cream in his paws, smirking widely. "Hehe, ready for the last one, Si?" he asked, darting his eyes down at his groin for a second before making eye contact again.
Simon’s eyes widened, and he hastily closed his legs, immediately getting the idea. "Alvin, hold on—Ah!" Within a second of pressing his thighs together, Theo grabbed both his legs, parting them and exposing his hard-on. He whimpered loudly. "Guys, please wait!  I… T-Tha—!" Time froze briefly when the larger mound of ice cream came onto his crotch. From the bottom of his lungs, he screamed hysterically, shivering as his cock was overcome with the freezing scoop of strawberry. "Alviiin!  Aaaaaahhh fuuu-hu-hu-uuck, it’s too COOOOOLD!" He complained, rearing his head back and panting heavily and unevenly through his moans. It was already starting to melt, but very slowly, the cold pink pears were rolling down his balls and between his thighs, making him squirm even more.
C'mon, Simon, you love ice cream." The sensations in Simon’s groin would be further heightened as Alvin started to rub his frost-nipped meat with the ice cream, prompting a bit more feistiness in the overwhelmed spastic motions. He also leaned down to his chest, kissing and lapping away at the sweet ice cream, nuzzling a little to tease his nipples. Theodore joined in and moved his face between Simon’s thighs, purring as he licked at the melting treat.
Simon squirmed about on the table, the mixed sensations of the cool treat melting on his fur and his brothers’ warm kisses making him twitch and buck about. His member pulsated harder when Alvin grabbed the shaft through the sweet strawberry, his fingers wrapping around the girth and stroking a little faster. And Theodore nuzzled further between his thighs and opened wide to wrap his mouth around his balls, immediately sucking them hard. His heart was pounding in his chest as he breathed shallowly. "Ohhh god... guuuys..." he moaned, pinned under his horny, hungry siblings as they lolled away at the cold, decadent treat that matted his fur coat.
As he kissed Simon’s nipples, Alvin could feel his bro’s cock swell in his grasp, every inch of him ramrod-straight in his paw. He pulled his mouth away with a cute grin, giggling softly. "All this ice cream is really getting to you, huh?" Simon blushed hard and turned away shyly. He chuckled again and diverted his face from his chest to his crotch, where his chubbier brother continued to drool on Simon’s balls. Alvin leaned down and ate away at the ice cream dominating that shaft. Theodore pulled off Simon’s nuts and nuzzled up a little to join Alvin in clearing away the ice cream, starting from the bottom of the dome as Alvin worked down from the top. It wasn’t very long until the head was exposed, and Alvin promptly wrapped his lips around the revealed cock, hungry for a taste of his taller brother. Theodore continued licking at the dome to get to the cold shaft, taking big wet licks of the hardened, pulsating pole, his tongue meeting Alvin’s muzzle with almost every lick.
Simon couldn’t help but look back at his brothers while they shared his cock; his mouth gaped as the moans spilled from his maw. Instinctively, his legs parted a little wider, giving his brothers more room to play with his chilled bits. A light squeak escaped him when Alvin firmly pulled his mouth off his dick and angled it toward Theodore, who eagerly wrapped his mouth around the stiff chipmunk meat. He bobbed his head up and down, from tip to base, loving Simon’s taste and the faint traces of ice cream as they licked and sucked away at Simon. Now Theo pulled away, satisfied for now and allowing Alvin to take that cock back into his mouth. Alvin and Theodore shared his member like this until Simon’s moans grew louder and louder, shivering harshly under his brothers, his cock as stiff as possible.
Alvin could feel how close Simon was getting. He grinned at that meat and suckled harder, purring as he prepared for the eruption. Simon gave one more loud squeal; he pushed his hips up, burying every inch of his length into Alvin’s maw, and finally broke, releasing a heavy torrent of his chipmunk cream right into Alvin’s maw, right down his throat. The flow started steadily and quickly picked up in pressure and volume. Alvin moaned in delight when he caught the first of that load, taking what he could before pulling off once more, swallowing his mouthful, and catching his breath while that geyser gushed big white ropes up, raining down on Alvin and Theodore. Theo would quickly take over, taking those thick cumshots into his maw, swallowing what he could, and letting more pool in his cheeks before he backed his face away to enjoy his take. When Alvin caught his breath, he gently gripped Theo’s cheeks, looking at him with lust in his eyes. With Simon’s bursting cock between them, He pulled Theodore into a deep kiss, both smothering Simon’s member with their maws and tongues between their maws, moaning for each other and intimately sharing the hefty, creamy load. Simon’s groans grew louder as he fired off gush after gush between his brothers’ mouths. What cumshots didn’t gush in either of their mouths would splatter all over their faces and ooze down their shins and onto Simon’s thighs.
Simon’s voice soon faded from loud moans to slow, audible panting. The chill from the ice cream aside, he shuddered and twitched on the table in the afterglow, his head resting against the table as he collected himself. Theodore gave a muffled murr and pulled his lips away from Alvin’s kiss, swallowing what remained in his cheeks and licking his lips. He sighed sweetly after the creamy kiss and pulled himself up, crawling closer to Simon. "Huff… That was a hell of a sundae."
"Sh. Shush. Haa..." Simon whispered, slowly sitting up in a daze. The shiver in his spine grew stronger when the ice cream on his chest and belly slid down his body and onto his lap, making him squeal and hug himself as he shivered. "G-G-G-God, it’s cold... D Did you have to use so much ice cream?"
Alvin chuckles, patting Simon on the head. "Heh, sorry… I got a little carried away."
Theodore chuckles and nuzzles Simon’s face. Aww, it’s just some ice cream, nothing too crazy."
"Heh, you’re one to talk about what is and isn’t crazy." Alvin looked over to Theodore. "You broke into a bakery and dragged us along."
Simon glanced over as well. "Now that I think of it... You said you would tell us when you were up to something crazy."
"Oh, did I?  I guess it slipped my mind." Theodore snickered.  "Oh well, nothing wrong with a little crazy, right?"
"I guess not... Though…" Simon lowered his face and gave a soft grin. "Maybe we’re just not being crazy enough... Wouldn’t you agree, Al?"
Alvin grinned back. "Simon has a point, and it won’t be fun if you’re the only crazy one."
"Oh?  What’s that supposed to do?Uh…"  Alvin and Simon stared Theodore down and crawled closer to him, and he leaned back as they came closer. He could sense the lewd hunger in their eyes. He couldn’t help but give a soft, submissive smile back. "Oh my… guys…?"
Simon slinked to Theodore’s slide, grabbing his arms. "No, no, backing away," he sang, slowly lowering Theodore down onto his back, both wrists in his grasp as he put Theo on his back.
Theo looks up at Simon, unable to hide the excitement on his face. "Wha… What are you guys gonna do to me?"
Alvin smirked and grabbed one of Theo’s ankles in his paws, lifting his chubby leg to expose his rear. "Just relax, little bro... Just relax," he sang as he drooled on his paw, wetting his digits. He moved his paws down and slid them between his rump cheeks, prodding his fingers at his tight back door. Theo gasped and wiggled as his butt was teased, eager to have his rear stuffed with those fingers. Alvin could feel his brother’s excitement and entertained it, pressing a little harder with two fingers at Theodore’s snug anal ring. The pinned brother gritted his teeth briefly and arched when those fingers were finally forced inside. His heart raced as his ass was stretched around those fingers and would only rise when Alvin started to pump his fingers back and forth in Theo’s butt, loosening him further. He stuffed his digits deep into Theodore’s tush, striking his prostate repeatedly and forcing his erection to quickly swell between his legs.
Simon licked his lips and giggled as he kept Theodore pinned, loving how he wriggled from the anal play. Simon leaned his face lower to whisper into his ear. "Mmm my my… You really like having your ass played with, huh, Theo?" Theodore huffed and nodded, his body trembling as he futilely wrestled against his taller He looked back up at Alvin. "Stop teasing, Al.  Theo’s booty is sooo hungry.
"Hmm, that's right, baby bro?  You want it harder?" Theo lifted his head at Alvin, shivering as he gave another nod. Alvin would gladly oblige. Alvin pressed a third finger against Theo’s hole, working it inside slowly. Theodore reared his head again, crying out even louder as he was stuffed wider, and his moans got much louder as Alvin finger-fucked him hard and deep. His member fully hardened, swelled thick and plump with a trail of precum rushing down his shaft, twitching harder and harder with every press to his prostate.
"Ahhh… A-Alvin…" Theodore was swimming with pleasure as his chubby, bubbly rear was stuffed and stretched. His chest was pounding; he was absolutely in love with the feeling of his tailhole being toyed with. "Ha… Harder…"
Alvin’s ears perked up as he heard Theo’s desire. "Hmm, what was that, bro?  I couldn’t hear you," he said, teasing him by slowing the pace of his fingers.
"H-Haaa, no… Don’t slow down! Harder!" he begged. "Give it to me harder!  Stretch my ass, pleeeeaaase!" he begged. His pleas were quickly answered as Alvin took his fingers deeper and faster into Theo’s butt.  His thighs and rump cheeks jiggled with every thrust of Alvin’s arm. Eyes clasped and mouth wide open, moans gushed from Theodore’s mouth from the rougher treatment to his tush. Still, he wasn’t fully satisfied. "H-Harder… G-Give me the whole thing!"
"Oh my…" Alvin smirked and pulled his fingers out of Theo’s ass, glancing at the soft gape. He licks his fingers once more, purring from the taste of his juicy ass. "Mmm, the whoooole thing?"
"Yes… Yes, the whole thing! Please, my ass is so needy." Theo wiggled about on the table, his gaping hole weakly winking.
"Heh… You got it, slutty little bro." Alvin grinned, balled his paw up, and pressed it directly against his brother’s loosened hole. He pushed hard, eased up, and pushed again, over and over. He loomed his face over his paw and let his tongue hang out, drooling excessively on his paw, and Theo’s butt cracked to help that fist along.
Theodore whimpered, feeling just how big that paw would be before it even had a chance to go in. "Mmm y. yeah. Give it to me. Fuck my big butt with your paw... Mmm, your big paw... A-Ahh—" Alvin tightened his paw and pushed harder against Theo’s back door. With all the saliva and force, that paw would convince that anal ring to widen further, making Theodore quiver. He could feel that paw widening him even further, so close to breaching. "Ahhh yes… Yes, fuck my ass... Fist-fuck my ass, please!" Alvin pushed and pushed his fist hard, not easing up this time as he could feel himself going in. Until finally, his fist forcefully popped in! Theodore’s eyes widened and rolled back as he felt him stretched wide around Alvin’s entire hand. Then he cried out and arched his back when Alvin pulled back slowly, reclaiming his paw with a triumphant giggle before letting Theodore have it again, slowly pushing it into that snug butt.  And then pulled back out once more.
Theo squirmed and bucked whenever Alvin’s paw slipped in and out of his rectum. Every inward and outward thrust made Theo’s hole more inviting, allowing Alvin to thrust, practically punching his way, in and out of Theo’s ass much faster. This made Theodore thrash about so harshly and frantically as his ass was fisted so rashly, his cheeks and thighs wobbling harder. Simon smirked and held Theodore’s paws tighter, pinning him harder to the table. "Nah-uh, Theo… You asked for it, and you’re gonna take it like a good bitch." Theo could only struggle against his brothers, having no choice but to endure the treatment he begged for. With his stout younger brother pinned and helpless, Alvin took it further than just his wrist, ramming his paw inside Theo’s rear. Alvin’s arm went a little deeper with every inward push, making his baby brother feel full. Despite his struggle, Theo was so needy and overwhelmed that he couldn’t get enough of the abuse.
Alvin enjoyed loosening Theodore’s tush for some time, going almost elbow-deep, and pulled his, giving a sweet and satisfied sigh as he reclaimed his forearm, purring as he looked at the wet, dripping tunnel he made of Theodore’s plump and luscious ass. "Heh, wow. You go deep," Alvin said to Theodore, reaching over to grab his camera and taking pictures of the bootylicious void.
Theo sat up slightly, shivering and twitching after the rough loosening he received. He could feel how wide his ruined tailhole was, instinctively twitching and futilely trying to wink. "Nnngg... F-Fuck, that... felt so good..."
Simon chuckled and pushed Theodore back onto his back. "Hehe, don’t think we’re done with your ass yet,"  he said, releasing Theo’s paws and crawling beside Alvin. "It’s my turn to be a little crazy now."
"Wh… What are you going to do now..." Theodore asked, racing through his mind.
"Fill you up, of course.  You’re looking really empty back here. Simon reached over to grab one of the boxes of a dozen eclairs, jumbo-sized, bloated, and brimming with sweet cream. With a soft smile, he lifted the lid and took one of the cupcakes out of the box.
Theo’s eyes grew wide, quickly catching on. "Oh, Simon,"  he whispered. Simon flashed a sinister smile. With the long, phallic treat in his paw, he aimed and jammed it right into Theo’s gaping hole, pushing his whole paw in to stuff it deep. Theodore squealed, wriggling about as he was stuffed with the éclair. "H-Haaaa golly!  S-Simon!" Theodore clasped his eyes shut again, wriggling there on the table, feeling the éclair getting quickly smushed inside him and the cream exploding from the baked dough. Alvin grinned softly, grabbing Theo’s ankles to keep his lower body in check as he squirmed.
"Hehe, that’s only one, silly." Simon stated, grabbing another while reaching for Theo’s camera to photograph the anal creaming. Like the first one, he shoved in another éclair, followed by his paw, prompting another hard moan from Theo. One by one, the long, donut-like treats were stuffed into the chubbiest brother’s widened backdoor, each slathering some icing and crumbs on his butt while bursting with gooey white custard inside him. Halfway through the dozen, Theodore was already feeling full back there, groaning and squirming softly through his moaning. Simon would push his arm in again, making more room for the other half of the box.
It took only a moment more for those dozen huge, creamy goodies to disappear up Theodore’s rump. Theodore’s eyes rolled back, and his tongue lolled out of his mouth, filled in such a unique way with the cupcakes. "H-Haa… Wow Simon… That… Nnng…"
Simon and Alvin giggled and looked down at the cake-loaded rump hole, admiring how Theodore twitched and heaved from their angle. "Mmm, now you look really yummy, bro."
"I’ll say." Simon agreed.  Once it was empty, Simon discarded the box on the floor. "Still, I think he could use a little extra." Simon returned to the pile of sweets, grabbing an unopened tub of vanilla ice cream. He picked up the scoop from one of the other tubs and shoveled out a big scoop.
Theodore looked up with widened eyes again, shuffling harder, his legs twitching. "S-Simon," he moaned softly.
"No complaining.  You know you can’t have cake without ice cream." Simon said with a chuckle. He hovered the scoop of vanilla over Theodore’s stretched hole and let the mound of ice cream drop right into Theo’s caked ass.
A sharp cold sensation suddenly shot through Theo’s body, leaving him writhing and shivering from the freezing feeling inside. "H-Haaaa god, Simon! F-F-F-Fuuu… Haaaa…!!"
Alvin laughed aloud and held Theo’s ankles tighter, wrestling the squirming boy. "Ah ah, little brother. You’re gonna be such a wonderful treat when we’re done with you," he said as Simon scooped out several more servings of ice cream, dropping them right in. Theo squealed out, each addition of ice cream to his stuffed and ruined butt striking him with a heavy chill.
Simon stuffed Theodore’s rump with as much ice cream as possible, then set the large spoon down. "Mmmm, our messy baby brother... Such a pig with his sweets," he teased as he stuffed his free paw right into Theo’s gaping ass, once wide-open and now stuffed with cake and ice cream, egging a loud squeal out of Theodore. He pushed and pulled his paw in and out of his brother’s caked and creamed tush.
Theodore whimpered and moaned, squirming on the table. "Ahhh, god, Simon!" he screamed, his stout and bubbly body wobbling every time Simon vigorously rammed his fist into that stuffed backside, cake, and ice cream matting the fur of his forearm.
"Hehe, come on now... Tell me how much you love it." Alvin whispered loudly as Simon wrapped his other paw around Theo’s cock, stroking him a little faster than he fisted him.
"Ahhh, I love it!  I love it so much!" Theodore moaned, his member already swelling and throbbing in Simon’s paw.
Simon could feel how hard Theo was pulsating in his paw, clearly worked up from all the attention to his rear. "Louder," Simon demanded, stroking him harder and faster.
Theodore squirmed about, whining as he quickly reached his peak. "I LOVE IT!  Simon, I LOVE HAVING MY ASS ABUSED!" he screamed, arching his back as he hit his breaking point. His shaft swelled in Simon’s paw, and suddenly he fired off a hard cumshot right onto himself, splatting himself in the face and chest. That cumshot was followed by many, many more.
"Ahh, that’s it, cutie. Let it all out," Simon said, his paw pressed right against Theo’s prostate, and his grip squeezed on his gushing shaft. Theo moaned as he fired off rope after thick, hot spunk all over himself, matting his fur with his impressive volume. Simon’s paws wouldn’t let up, keeping a constant squeeze on Theodore’s member to milk every gush of boy milk out of him.
"Ahhhh, golly, Simon!" Theo whined through his moans, squirming and whimpering as his sensitive meat was churned for everything he had, Simon and Alvin giggling teasingly as he was milked dry. Every cumshot he fired off was as thick and copious as the last; just about every inch of him was coated in a layer of his semen. It took several minutes until his orgasm finally eased up. He lay on the table, fidgeting slightly in a blanket of his fresh spunk. "A-Aaahh… Huuuff… Simon… Mmm,  A-Alvin…"
"Heh, Jeez, Theo... You look pretty cute covered in all that icing." Simon stated with a giggle, pulling his paws away. Alvin smirked and lowered his glazed brother’s thick legs, both he and Simon looking down at their spent baby brother. He took the camera and snapped a few photos of Theodore’s slimed body, making certain to capture his ahegao face.
Theo looked back at them, breathing slowly and deeply. "Nnngh... N-Now, that’s the kind of crazy I love..." He giggled and smiled softly.
"You’re the crazy that we love, brother." Alvin sang, he and Simon leaning over his younger sibling’s sopped and sticky figure.
"Awww, guys…" Theo giggled and reached up to his brothers, quickly wrapping his arms around their waists and pulling them down against his slimed body.
"Agh, Theo!" they squealed and laughed aloud as they shared in the big white mess, wrapping their arms around their younger brother.
"Jeez, we’re such a mess...." Simon lifted his head for a moment, scratching his ear. "How, uh… Are we gonna clean up before we go home? Dave’s gonna flip out if he sees us like this."
"Aww, don’t worry about that.  He’s probably asleep right about now. Theodore replied.
"Why’s that?  We haven’t been here for that long, have we?" Alvin questioned.
Theodore chuckled softly and poked his fingers together. "I may have put a few sleepy pills in his coffee before we left."
"Again?  Is it safe to keep doing that?" Simon asked.
"Sure!  It was only, uhm... three?  Four?" Theodore paused briefly, and his brothers waited quietly for him. "I’m sure it’s fine."
"I guess, heh." Alvin shrugged.  "Besides, if he’s already asleep, we may as well have some more fun here, right?  The cameras are still rolling. And all these goodies aren’t gonna fuck themselves, you know." Theo grinned at the suggestion.
Simon’s ears folded back at the idea. "Hang on, guys. Haven’t we messed around enough? These cakes and stuff weren’t ours, to begin with."
Alvin chimed in and grabbed Simon’s paw with both of his hands, tugging softly. "Aww, come on, Si.  No one’s gonna find out."
Theo joined in, grabbing the other paw in the same fashion. "Yeah, what Alvin said.  C’mon, it’ll be sooo fun and yummy."
"G… Guys…" Simon was met with his beloved brothers' giddy grins and puppy-dog eyes. Quickly overpowered, and with a soft smile, he groaned and rolled his eyes. "I guueeess we can’t leave without slipping into a few donuts first." Alvin and Theo smiled brighter.