The smell of the rain from outside still lingered in the air of Hunter and Harley’s house. The two otter twins were already sat down for dinner, knives and forks readied in their hands as they were impatiently awaiting their meal. A delicious smoked salmon was placed in between the young boys and they almost couldn’t wait to dig in. It was only when their father and mother gave them the go ahead did the feast commence. Fish flew from their metal forks to their waiting and watering mouths, and no words were spoken in the first few moments of the meal. Both otter boys too hungry to speak.
        
It was when a crack of thunder pierced the silence, getting the family to jump in their seats, did Hunter and Harley realize how they were acting.
        
For the rest of the meal the family was more or less normal, talking about their days, what they planned to do and what they were looking forward to. Hunter and Harley were new in town, but were still invited to another kid’s swimming party, which they were excited to go to over the weekend. However, it was only Tuesday and the kids groaned at the thought of having to go to school for three more days before the weekend.
        
Once the salmon was picked to the bone, Hunter bolted up out of his chair and asked if he could be excused from the dinner table. Harley, despite only being a few minutes older than his brother, was much more calm and expected a no from his parents. So, before they were able to shut him down he interjected, “Hunter, we always have to clean our plates before we go upstairs, you know this…”


        The younger otter glared at his barely older brother, knowing what he said to be true. So, in a huff, he grabbed onto the plate holding both of their meals and scurried off into the kitchen, Harley trailing closely behind him. “You could’ve let me get away with it bro…” Hunter said, a bit miffed he had to do chores before playing games upstairs.


        Harley rolled his eyes at the comment, grabbing the bones from the plate and moving them to the trash. “One, they weren’t going to forget, and two, if they did, I would’ve been stuck with all the cleaning!” he said, explaining his view.


        Hunter knew what his brother said to be true. It wasn’t something he admitted often and he certainly wasn’t going to admit it now. Only a half-hearted “whatever…” escaped through his lips as he turned the water on and wiped the plate clean. The pair worked in relative silence as they finished the job, grabbing their parent’s plate as well when they finished up.


        The moment the pair were done, Hunter bolted to his room, Harley close behind him. Their parents could only roll their eyes, resigning themselves that they just saw the last of them for the night.


        The door to their room swung wide open, Hunter running into the room and jumping on a beanbag in the middle of the floor and sliding himself around to face his brother. “So?” He asked, with a grin on his face, “Whatcha wanna play?” His teeth were showing and his lips wide in a smile. The young otter knew that his brother didn’t have schoolwork today and always enjoyed playing video games with him, as Harley was usually the one that lost in whatever game they played.


        Harley knew what Hunter had in mind, or at least he thought he did, so he sighed, lifting his shoulders up a bit and twisting his face. “Whatever you want bro.” he said, indignant on his response. “You’re the master.”


        Darn right. Hunter thought to himself, smirking and grabbing a controller. To Harley’s surprise, his brother picked out a newer game, Mortal Kombat 11, a game were neither of them had much experience with.


        Might just be a fair fight after all, Harley thought, thinking of ways to beat his brother. The thinking stopped as the two approached the title screen and Hunter opened his mouth.


        “Ok, I got a set of rules to make this more interesting, you down?” he asked Harley.


        Speaking like that, Harley couldn’t resist, but he knew his brother always had a twist, so he was cautious. “What type of rules?” he replied back.


“So, remember that movie we all watched as a family over the weekend, the one with the poker game?”


Harley knew exactly where this was going, and was determined to stop it before it got any further. “No, we aren’t taking our clothes off bro. That’s not what brothers do with each other.”


“So you’re already admitting defeat?”


“No, I’m being rational.”


“That’s not what I’m hearing, all I’m hearing is a loser!”


Harley, took the juvenile insult personally, letting “fine.” slip through his lips, interested in beating his brother in the game and making him feel embarrassed. 


Hunter celebrated quietly to himself before explaining the rules, “So, first off we each have 4 lives, socks, shirt, shorts, and finally underwear. You lose a life by losing a game, you got it?” Harley nodded his head and the game was underway.


The first game was even, Harley taking Sub-Zero and Hunter taking Scorpion. Back and forth throughout, Hunter took the first round and Harley took the second. A split second decision from Harley left him open for a final hit, knocking him down and allowing his brother to win the match, ending it with a gruesome finisher.
        
Hunter looked at his brother, who looked at him back with a cold stare, “You got lucky.” he said as he took off his socks, “You won’t be so lucky next time.” Hunter just scoffed and went back to the character select screen. Both kids picked the same fighters and went on to the next match.


The second one was much more one-sided, Harley’s Sub-Zero seemed to know where Hunter would be at all times, blocking and ducking each move that came by, leaving opportunities to attack and punish him. Both rounds fell easily to the older twin, who smirked as his own character cut off the head of his brothers.


Hunter however, said nothing and took his socks off in a hurry, going to the select screen and grabbing another character, this time Raiden, the god of thunder. This next match however, didn’t go well for both god and otter though, as Harley seemed to be able to counter each move with precision once again. Doubt and embarrassment creeped into Hunter’s mind and he played even worse. His brother getting a flawless on him on the second round. 
        
Harley didn’t even choose to kill his brother’s fighter at the end, instead placing his own controller on the ground and looking at Hunter, smirking. The younger twin was blushing out of humiliation and a bit of anger. He took his shirt off and pointed to his brother’s controller, “Play.” he commanded as he went back to the character select screen. Now, electing to take his time, he also picked Sub-Zero, trying to mirror with his brother. Just as he selected the fighter, a bolt of lightning struck close to their house, shaking the tv and startling the boys. Before they could say anything, the screen yelled out “FIGHT” and so, game four was on.


This one was closer, but after round one, it was obvious to Harley that Hunter had let his emotions get the best of him. He thought that if he could get close enough, he could see smoke coming out of his brother’s ears. Chuckling to himself at the thought he went in for the final blow, now going up three games to one. 


Hunter stood up and threw his controller on his beanbag, frustrated on how he was playing. Tears started to well up in his eyes as he started to take off his shorts. Harley noticed the emotions his brother was going through and couldn’t help but feel sorry for what was happening. He walked over and embraced his brother in a tight hug, calming him down as the soft hits of rain on the roof of the house started to drown out any other sound in the house. After a minute, Harley let go and sat back down to his beanbag, Hunter following suit. The younger twin picked a new character once again, settling on his first, Scorpion, and starting the match.


After the embrace, Hunter was calm and focused as could be, winning the next two matches and seeing his brother get down to underwear just as he was. His excitement from before started to come back full force and he started to shake in his chair, wanting to win more than anything in the world at this point. The rain picking up more and more, just as Hunter’s heartbeat was.


The game began and the closest match of their lives ensued. Blow for blow, neither boy could break the others stance. Chip after chip, the health bars slowly faded away, but no big moves or long combos were able to be hit. The first round went to Hunter, only by a hair. The next round started and Hunter came out sloppy, immediately getting hit by Harley for almost all his health bar. Relaxing a bit, Harley let the same thing happen to him, and both fighters were low as the timer ran down. Suddenly, Harley slid and hit Hunter’s Scorpion, ending the round in favor of him. The thunder and lightning outside felt like it was just as intrigued as the two boys, ramping up and getting louder as the time progressed. Hunter let out an annoyed grunt, but was able to compose himself as the final round started.


Just like the first round, neither cub could hit a combo, only small chunks of health were knocked out at a time. Harley, had one more trick up his sleeve though, and as they both reached the end of their health bars, he had to hit it. Anticipating a teleport, he started and ice ball, trying to freeze his brother in place. Right before Scorpion was able to jump, Harley’s Sub-Zero froze him and started to run, going for the final hit.


He got in position and started to crouch, ready to uppercut when the loudest strike of thunder rang through the house. Lights, appliances, and most importantly the TV and console the two kids were playing on shut off, ending the game without a victor.


When the two boys recovered from the shock of the strike, Hunter laughed a bit to himself. “Guess we’ll never know who won that last game, right bro?”


Harley tilted his head in annoyance at his brothers comments, pointing to the red pair of underwear that his little twin had on. “Off.” he said, flicking his finger. “Before I make you.” he added, smirking as he said it.


“You’ll have to catch me first!” Hunter said, running away from his brother and onto his bed, ready to run in any direction he needs to get away. Harley however, took a much more precise approach, slowly walking towards his brother and making his way close. Before Hunter realized what he was doing, he attacked, jumping on Hunter and bringing his hands close to the tight red pair of boxer-briefs. In one swift motion the conservative clothing piece was taken off. The darkness of the room only slightly hindering the view of Hunter’s sheath and balls.


Harley laughed to himself, moving off of his brother with his prize in hand. “I guess that's why I’m the big brother and you’re the little br-!”
        
His taunt was interrupted by Hunter pulling Harley back on, taking a claw and ripping through his brother’s underwear, showing the brown fuzzy sheath and sack of Harley, nearly identical to his brothers. Hunter was now up on top of his brother, sitting on his stomach and staring down at him, a very advantageous position.
        
Harley pushed against his brother, but his small muscles couldn’t move his brother’s weight off of him. Giving up he said, “Alright, you win, we’re even.” Expecting himself to be released, he was surprised when he was pushed forward, his body now moved up the bedrest.


“I know I won bro, but I want to be treated like a winner.” He said, smirk on his face. Hunter grabbed his sheath and pointed it his brothers face. “Lick it”


Harley moved his head away as soon as the member was pointed at him. “No, get it away.” He said, trying to avoid any contact with it. Although it soon became apparent that Hunter wasn’t going to let this go, as it might have been his thoughts all along for this to happen. Swallowing his pride, Harley moved his face in and tapped his tongue against the fuzzy piece, a small red tip moving out. 


Harley knew what it was, but he never saw a penis other than his own before, not that he could remember anyways. The curiosity in him pushed him to move further, and lick the tip, trying to move it out even further.


Hunter didn’t realize this would happen, he just wanted to embarrass his brother a bit. Despite this new turn though, he couldn’t quite saw he disliked this though. In fact, he let a small moan escape his lips, the treatment he was getting was becoming more and more pleasurable.


The older otter didn’t notice, he was intrigued by the textures and flavors that danced around his mouth as his brother’s member started to move further out from its sheath. A small amount of pre leaked from the tip and placed itself into the base of Harley’s tongue, making a small string of it from end to end. The off saltiness was something he never tasted before, and was a shock to him. Harley ended up following that string, placing his lips and tongue over Hunter’s cock. 


“Ah watch it!” Hunter said, pulling back just a bit, feeling the sharp teeth of Harley rub against his sensitive organ. “I’m not a fish, don’t bite down.” he said, slowly inching his way back up, the temptation of pleasure being too much to quit.
        
Harley was much more careful this time, trying not to let any teeth touch the sensitive skin of his brother’s smooth member. More and more pre started to leak out as he took more and more of it into his mouth, and he noticed his brother’s breathing start to get heavier as the time went on. Soon, Hunter was almost panting, the short moans he let out earlier turning more and more stressed. Only half-way down the shaft, Harley felt his brother’s body shake and his cock start to move on it’s own. Not soon after did Harley feel his brother breath in with a gasp as his cock started to pulse and shoot cum into his mouth, covering Harley’s tongue in the new and delicious taste.


        Overwhelmed by the new feeling Hunter pulled out of his brothers mouth and fell back onto the bed. Looking at Harley, who still had his mouth open, and still full of his cum. The older otter made eye contact with his brother and swallowed, opening his mouth and showing that nothing was left of what was just there, his eyes looking smug.


        “Well,” Hunter began to say, moving himself onto his covers and tucking himself in, “That was fun, we should try it again next time we play.” Hunter then avoided eye contact with his brother who was still on his bed and tried to go to sleep.


        Harley’s member was already hard from what just happened, and he wouldn’t let his brother off this easily. He also wanted to be a good brother and share the good experience he just had too, which is a reason of rationale he used for what he was going to do.


        Instead of hopping off the bed, he rolled over to the other side of the aptly named twin-mattress. Placing the tip of his penis on Hunter’s nose, letting the pre from it invade his senses.


        However interested Hunter may have been, was no match for trying to keep to his word. He was tired after cumming for the first time, and wanted to sleep, but he mostly wanted to avoid this confrontation. Harley wouldn’t let this happen though, and moved down, pushing the tip of his member right past Hunter’s lips, pressing and grinding right up against his teeth. He knew that it was a risky move, but he was sure that he could convince Hunter to at least try.


        And he was right, a small burst of hot, annoyed air blew out of Hunter’s nose and he opened his mouth, inviting his brother’s warm member to come in. Harley, just like last time had to do most of the work at first, using his small hips to push in and thrust deeper into his brother’s warm and wet maw. 


        The slickness of the cock on his tongue made Hunter a bit more intrigued and a bit more interested in what he was doing, and the taste of the brother’s cum on his tongue was more than enough of a motivator to not lay around as this happened to him. He moved his head back and forth, bobbing in rhythm to his brother’s movements like it was trained for him to do so.


        Harley noticed his breath picking up more and more as he felt his body grow looser and looser. He loved the feeling of his brother’s tongue on his most private area. The feeling of letting go and the pleasure running through his veins as he ran his fingers through the fur on the top of Hunter’s head. His breaths were starting to shorten and his automatic thrusts became lankier and rapid.


        Hunter felt it too, the warmth radiating from his brother’s member grew and pulsed in his mouth, the pre kept coming and landing over his tongue. Soon, Harley grabbed him by the ears and pushed in as hard as he could, pushing Hunter’s jaw apart and touching the back of his throat with his member. One pulse later and he starting cumming, filling Hunter’s mouth with his first load. Pump after pump of cum going into Hunter’s inviting maw and being swallowed down.


        When Harley calmed down he pulled out and curled up next to his brother in bed. The rain of the storm let the two of them drift asleep together, both of them excited for what the future would bring them.