Butt Bullying

Owen looked out the classroom window, seeing the snow pouring down from above and building up into a pillowy covering, glancing nervously at the clock and dreading every single minute as the hands slowly ticked on, getting closer and closer to the end of the lesson. The 7 year old wolf wished that his school day would never end, not due to the class being particularly interesting to the slim canine, but mostly just due to knowing that his older brother was waiting for him back at home. The bell rang, making the cub jump in his seat, startled as he was in the middle of staring at the ever growing snow banks, groaning in defeat as he slowly stuffed his books and pencils into his backpack, dragging his feet while every other kid sprinted out as quickly as they could. Owen grabbed his jacket and slipped it on, hiding his floppy ears underneath a thick beanie and tucking his bare hands into his pockets before stepping outside, immediately shivering as the freezing wind cut into him, sighing as he realised that he had to give up. The boy tossed his backpack down and opened it up, pulling out his pair of gloves, pinching them by the corner and holding them at arm's length as he groaned and grimaced, the foul scent of them reaching his nostrils as he stared at a tiny brown stain on one. The stained gloves were the result of his big brother's infatuation with making his life a living hell through forcing the pup to smell his sibling's ass, whether it be through having almost all of his clothes and toys marked and soiled or by simply pinning the cub under said butt. Owen had noticed the stink emanating from his gloves shortly after leaving home, but thankfully the weather had been nice enough that he was able to get to school without having to wear them. With the weather having turned on its head however, the grey wolf was forced to pull on the musky gloves or risk having his fingers turn into icicles, his snout turning up and his face going green from the smell as he reluctantly shoved his hands into the pair, trying his best to just breathe through his mouth and ignore the all too familiar scent, even the fresh air of the outdoors not being enough to drive away the fetid funk. 

Struggling through both the awful smell as well as the snow that kept pouring down in droves, Owen made his way back home, wading through snow almost reaching up to his knees as he tried to not gag, occasionally stopping to rub the gloves in the white piles in a vain attempt to wash them clean. As soon as the cub stepped inside, he tossed the gloves onto the shoe rack and sprinted off, coughing and gasping as he collapsed onto the sofa in the living room, relishing the luxury of fresh and untainted air, though even that didn't last for much longer. Taking in a deep breath, he could sense a hint of the stink, just enough to get him nervous and agitated once again, quickly rising to his feet and ripping off his jacket. The boy had hoped that maybe he'd get home before his brother had come back from school, but it seemed like his wishes hadn't materialised, a familiar strained grunt coming from upstairs and making him sick to the stomach. Slowly inching closer to the noises, sneaking upstairs one step at a time, the horrid smell grew worse until the wolf had to pull his shirt over his nose, already knowing exactly what was going on. The drawn out grunt finally ended with a loud splash and a relieved sigh, Owen's eyes watering up as he held back his coughs, hoping to sneak past everything and just tiptoe into his room to escape the torture he knew was planned for him. Right when the pup was walking past the upstairs bathroom, the door was kicked wide open with Owen's nine year old brother, Logan, waiting behind it with a huge mischievous grin on his muzzle, 
"There you are! Did ya miss me, little bro~?" 
The older sibling was sitting on top of the toilet, his pants pulled down to his ankles and his half-stiff red rocket laying on the rim, his tail resting on one of his shoulders to keep it from dipping into the water below. The bowl was filled almost halfway with the latest load of the canine's fresh dung, still steaming hot, his tailhole barely even closed all the way from the last log that passed it by the time that he had shoved the door open. With the door wide open, the horrors of the bathroom were fully unleashed on the poor Owen, his nostrils burning and stinging from the rancid scent of his brother's refuse, Logan seemingly planning out every single meal with the sole purpose of maximising the stench of what comes out the other end. Having to hold his muzzle closed with both hands to stop his school lunch from coming up, the boy did the only thing he could think of and dove into his room to escape the cloud of stink, slamming the door closed behind him as he fell to his knees, only barely able to hold back his gags as he heard his big brother cackling like a maniac on the other side. 

With his back against the door to hold it closed and his fingers pinching his nose closed as he frowned, Owen shook his head with an annoyed grimace, holding his breath for as long as he could before finally dashing to the other side of his bedroom, scrambling to get the window open and to air out the stink of the upstairs. Getting it open after a few long and torturous seconds of fumbling, the boy stuck his head right against the opening, sucking in the fresh air as he gasped and panted, shivering from the cold. He knew that he couldn't keep the window open for much longer, unless he wanted his room slick with ice and snow, but he was able to at least fill his lungs with untainted air before closing it up again, returning him into a world of foulness. Standing in front of the window, the wolf pup suddenly noticed something very important absent from his bed, jumping over and tossing off all of his pillows and the blankets to try to find what had gone missing, a mixture of anger and anxiousness on his face as he heard a gentle knock at his door, his brother opening it up. Logan was standing behind the door, his pants and underwear left on the bathroom floor, his sheath swinging around as he crossed his legs and leaned against the wall with a smirk, holding up a small skunk plushie, 
"Looking for this~?" 
The skunk had been Owen's absolute favourite toy right from birth, having received it only a few days after getting home from the hospital and spending every single night sleeping with it from thereafter, which his older brother was very aware of. The cub could only watch in horror as Logan dangled the plushie in his hands for a few seconds before reaching back and pushing the toy between his thick ass cheeks, wiggling his flank around to get the skunk's face embedded as deep as possible before dragging it up and down his crack, using the soft faux fur as his toilet paper as his cock twitched slightly. After a thorough wipe, he pulled the plushie out from his ass with a huff, a few drops of precum oozing from the tip of his slowly growing shaft, laughing as he looked at the skunk's now soiled face, a large streak of brown running all the way across the toy's muzzle, 
"Look at that, now he's just like my favourite cute little brown noser~!" 

Angered by the defilement of his favourite toy, Owen growled and sprinted towards Logan, ineffectually pounding his fists against the taller canine's chest and trying to jump up to snatch the plushie from his sibling's hands as his older brother dangled it right out of his reach, teasing and taunting him while batting his hands away. With a smirk, Logan suddenly jammed the stained plushie right into the little brother's face, stuffing the stuffed toy into Owen's open maw and managing to surprise the cub enough to get him out of balance, only a tiny push against his chest required to knock him down onto the ground, falling onto his back with a muffled yelp. He groaned and quickly spit out his skunk friend, wiping his tongue on his hands in disgust, about to get up and continue the fight when he noticed the other wolf looming right over him, his eyes bulging in fright as he hurried to get out of the way. The pup's reactions came far too late however, Owen barely even sitting up by the time that Logan had already spun around and lifted up his tail, his hands spreading his ass cheeks open as he squatted down right on top of his brother's head, trapping the small canine underneath his dirty tailhole. He moaned and grinned as he felt the kid trying to wriggle free from his trap, Owen's hands slapping against his thighs and back as he only sighed and got into a more comfortable position, closing his eyes and getting on his knees to enjoy the cub's muzzle squirming around between his cheeks, grabbing onto his sheath and giving it a tiny squeeze to coax out his entire length as he laughed while petting his brother's head, 
"I hope you're comfortable under there. I've been really saving myself up for you, haven't wiped even once since… I think around this time yesterday. Probably stinks pretty bad back there, but I know that that's just what you love, don't you~?" 

Trying desperately to get out from under his bully brother's backside, Owen held his breath for as long as he possibly could as his legs kicked around, his hands squeezing his sibling's chunky flank as a few tears began forming in the corners of his eyes, his screams of rage and anguish only barely audible as the ass squeezed around his muzzle. Logan waited patiently as he grinned back at the struggling cub, knowing that the boy would have to take a nice and deep breath sooner rather than later, saving himself up for exactly that. After almost a minute of fighting, he finally felt the tickling of the pup's huffs against his tailhole, almost shivering out of anticipation as he lifted up his tail and strained to push, the fur on the back of his neck standing on end. Owen could see his older brother's asshole opening up, time almost seeming to slow down as he had to decide what to do, unsure of whether to keep his mouth closed to stop anything from getting inside, or to seal his lips and breathe through his nose which would only force him to sniff the incoming stink. He quickly shut his maw, whimpering as the hole pushed right against his nostrils flexed before spewing out a cloud of noxious gas, the whole room echoing with the loud rumble as his brother's fart trumpeted out. Logan moaned in relief as his fart stretched on, seeming to wane only to suddenly get a burst of second wind as his belly roared, a few flecks of dirt blowing free from his unwiped tailhole and spraying onto his baby brother's face,
"Oh, that feels so great, I'm almost envious of how awful it must stink for you down there~" 
Though he tried to keep his mouth shut, the horrible smell forced Owen to gag and groan out of disgust, letting a good gust of the flatulence invade his lungs, giving him a small taste of what was to come as he broke down in sobs. 

With the stream of poison finally starting to abate and his belly mostly purged of gas, Logan gave one final grunt as he squeezed the last bit out into his little brother's maw, panting as he lifted his flank up by a few inches, just enough to tease the cub with the torture already being over, 
"Oh, that was great, but I don't think I could leave you without what you came here for~" 
With tears in his eyes, Owen tried to scream for the older grey wolf to stop, only managing to get half of the word out of his mouth before his sibling's dirty donut slammed back down onto his face. Logan dragged his ass up and down the kid's muzzle, grinding his hole on the cub as he moaned in delight, his cock fully erect and bouncing around with every hump, dripping all over the other canine's chest and belly. Using the boy's fur for toilet paper just as he had used the plushie moments before, he lifted up a leg to take a peek at the state of the puppy's face after a few minutes of wiping, seeing huge brown spots and streaks all across the snout, quickly plopping his backside back down before his victim had the chance to slip free. Owen had thought that the fart had been the worst of it, but the combination of fresh and dried dung clinging to the larger wolf's asscrack assaulted his senses even worse than the gas, the disgusting odour almost knocking him out in combination with how difficult it was for him to get a breath of air with his muzzle squeezed under his brother's plump cheeks. Still trying to scream and howl for the torture to stop, his tongue dragged against the grimy tailhole again and again as Logan bounced up and down on his face, forcing his tongue to even fully slip inside a few times as he cried for mercy. 

Grinding on his younger brother's maw, Logan pulled off of Owen for just long enough for him to sink a few fingers into the cub's muzzle, slamming his ass back and gripping his cock with his saliva-coated hand, stroking himself as he puffed and continued humping, his balls slapping the younger canine on the chin a few times. He gasped and groaned while jerking off, trying to force his tailhole down further onto his sibling's nose as he moaned out, 
"Fuck… eat me out… eat out my dirty hole you little pervert~! Admit it, you love it as much as I do, you love licking up my shit and sucking down my farts~!" 
With one final grunt as his brother's slimy tongue slithered into his asshole, Logan's knot throbbed in his hand and a giant shot of cum flew through the air, landing right onto his brother's crotch, followed close behind by a further handful of ropes. Owen's big brother kept riding on his maw the whole way through the orgasm, forcing him to keep licking and sniffing, only stopping after several minutes. The larger canine lifted off of his muzzle, letting him quickly crawl out and scramble onto his knees, desperately trying to wipe at his snout to wipe off the shit as he kept weeping. Even after getting out from under his brother's tailhole, the stink clung to his fur, making every breath just as horrible as if his nose was still pressed against the unwashed pucker. Logan huffed and slowly stood up, smirking as he watched the cub gagging while trying to clean up the mess he had made, his territory marked with a large brown stain, 
"Well, that was really fun. I'll leave you to enjoy the smell while I go get something to eat. Gotta get ready for the next time, right~?" 
Logan laughed and walked out, closing the door behind him and leaving the cub to whine in the room, most of the house stinking like an outhouse in summertime.