Three boys were walking through the aisles of the supermarket: one carrying a cart, another a list, and the third a very long hand.

One hyena's hand approached one of the gondolas to grab a package of chocolate cookies when a forceful voice stopped him, "No, put that down..." said the other hyena.

"But they are my favorite..." replied Nestor.

"Nooooo! Mom will see that money is missing again and punish me..." said Stephen, checking the shopping list again.

"But...it's just some cookies, is that such a big deal?" asked Malcolm.

"No, but Mom has a saying..." said Stephen, before clearing his throat.

"My money is only spent on what I say," the twins repeated at the same time, mimicking their mother.

He gave a sigh and pointed to the shelf full of cookies and said to one of the brothers, "take your pick, Nestor, I'm paying."

The hyena grabbed the packet of cookies he had left behind and put it in the cart, raising his hands in triumph, "Yay, you are the best cat in the world!"

"No problem, stinky yeen, I like them too," the feline replied.

"Yuck, very sweet..." said Stephen, sticking out his tongue.

"What thing do you like, Stephen?" he asked.

"The dick, in large quantities," Nestor hastened to say.

"Ha ha, that's funny, dog breath!" said the hyena, turning to his brother.

Malcolm grabbed a tube of potato chips and shoved it into the cart, interrupted the brothers before they started a new scuffle and said, "Those are for you, Stephen."

Stephen grabbed the cougar's tail and gave it a playful tug, "Thanks, you're definitely the best cat in the world!"

"Ouch!" groaned Malcolm, and instantly grabbed the hyena's tail and tugged on it as well, "Don't pull my tail!"

Nestor took advantage of the situation and pulled one of his brother's ears, "Let go of my cat!"

"Ow! Stop it! Stop it!" shouted Stephen and let go of the cougar's tail so he could defend himself from his attackers.

"Okay, enough!" said Nestor, leaving his brother alone after taking the list from his hands and glancing at it, "What's next? Hmm... deodorant, shampoo, sugar, flour, yeast, soap..." recited the hyena.

"Is that all that's left?" asked Malcolm.

"Yes, I'll go buy the cleaning supplies and you guys go get the rest," said Nestor, cutting up the list and handing the corresponding piece to the feline.

Malcolm nodded and along with Stephen headed off to get the flour, sugar and yeast, while the other hyena headed the other way to get his share.

As the feline stretched to reach for the sugar packet Stephen had indicated, the hyena took his opportunity to discreetly approach behind his friend and, previously sucking his index finger, slipped it down the back of the cougar's pants and searched until he found the feline anus, pressing and digging into the hole.

The cougar moaned, straightened his back and felt a shiver run down his spine at the feel of that intruding appendage, "What the fuck are you doing!" asked Malcolm, agitated.

Stephen licked his cheek and whispered in his ear, "I'm getting you ready for tonight."

"Here?! Have you lost your mind?" said the feline.

"Gotta make the most of the time, besides...I like touching you," replied the hyena.

Malcolm reached back, grabbed the hyena by the wrist and pulled his hand out of his pants, "Not here! Have some decency!" exclaimed the cougar.

Stephen let go of his friend's hand and this time grabbed him by one buttock, squeezing and enjoying the feline's butt in his palm, "Easy.... There's no one watching, no cameras either, and the best part is that my brother isn't here!" replied Stephen, sketching a smirk.

Malcolm again shook off the hyena's hand, grabbed a packet of flour and turned to place it on the cart, "And have you got your ass ready?" asked the feline.

"My ass?" the hyena asked in confusion.

"Of course! Or do you and your brother think I'm just going to lift my tail and obey everything you say?" clarified Malcolm, raising an eyebrow.

"I...uhem.... yeah? I mean... I didn't know you wanted too..." replied Stephen, still trying to get his head around what his friend was putting to him.

"I told you: I want to experience everything!" Clarified Malcolm.

"All... all of it?" the hyena asked again, sticking out his tongue and grimacing as he thought about certain things he didn't find erotic at all.

"Well... not everything, just... the starter pack!" the feline replied, rushing to soothe his friend's imagination.

A hyena hand deposited the missing cleaning supplies from the list, "Starter pack of what?" asked Nestor.

"Well... Malcolm decided that you should be the passive one tonight!" replied Stephen smiling.

"Haha! Good joke!" said Nestor as he looked at the list again.

"I didn't say any of that!" moaned the cougar.

"I know! Obviously my brother thought of saying that stupid thing!" said Nestor.

"Well for your information, our cat wants to fuck someone too," clarified Stephen.

The other twin stared at his friend, "Is it true? I thought that..." asked Nestor somewhat confused.

"I told you I wanted to experience all these new things, I still don't know what I like..." replied Malcolm.

"Sure... Well, no problem! You can fuck my annoying brother!" said Nestor, letting out a giggle.

"The only one who will lift the tail of the two of us, will be you!" clarified Stephen.

"No! Of course not!" growled Nestor, glaring at his brother.

"You just lie on your belly wasting time on your cell phone while Malcolm has all the fun!" replied Stephen.

"Ha! I'm sure you can bore him by telling him about your stupid video games while he fucks you!" raised Nestor's voice.

"Stop it!" shouted Malcolm, "Is it so demeaning to lift your tail for another man? I already said I would do it am I less because of that or something?" asked the cougar to the two brothers.

"No... just..."

"No, it's not wrong. It's just that I thought that..."

"It'll be for all three of us the same!" the feline sentenced.

"I... uh... it's fine," replied Nestor, lowering his shoulders.

"Then we'll have to stop by the drugstore for another tube of lube..." said Stephen as he thought about the situation.

"Did you buy lube?" asked Nestor.

"Of course I did, that's how it's supposed to work isn't it?" replied Stephen, gesturing with his hands as if he had been asked a truism.

"Wait a minute...you guys have never done this?" asked the cougar.

"Nope" replied both twins at the same time.

"Not at all, we've only jerked off with a couple of friends," clarified Nestor.

"And...that time Carlos sucked our dicks," Stephen recalled.

"But...I mean...you guys sleep in the same room," the cougar thought aloud.

"What?! With him?! Never!" replied Nestor in exaltation.

"Fuck with stinky yeen?! I don't remember ever committing such a serious crime for such a punishment!" said Stephen, laughing.

"Wow...I thought that was a common thing between you two, pervert rats," said Malcolm.

"Well... we share a room, we're used to seeing each other naked..." said Nestor.

"But we've never done anything together..." clarified Stephen.

"I'm an only son... but I guess it must be hot to see your own brother naked or watch him masturbate," explained the cougar as he thought of a hypothetical situation.

At that moment, the twins were silent, looking at each other as they both blushed. For an instant, that brotherly dislike turned into a slightly lewd image between the siblings. After all, at that age it was hard to look that way at someone with whom they had been sharing a roof for a lifetime.

A few seconds later, Nestor hurried to speak, "Let's get the things we're missing..."

"Yes! Come on! We're running late!" replied Stephen quickly. 

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When they returned to the house, everything was silent. The sun was setting on the horizon, giving its last orange rays through the windows. A faint smell of furniture polish wafted from the wood, the floors were fresh and freshly washed, a cherry scent flooded the entire house.

The three boys put down their shopping bags and rested after the long trip. Stephen and Malcolm plopped down on the living room couch while Nestor went to the kitchen to get some cans of cold beer. Hyena returned to the room his brother and friend were in, handed out the cans, turned on the TV, and sat down next to the others.

Stephen opened his beer and took a swig, filling his snout with foam. After a burp, he pointed to his brother and ordered, "Go get the console, Stinky yeen. Let's play something until Mom leaves!"

Nestor looked at his brother as he slowly slid down on the couch, "I'm not getting my ass up from here... Besides, Mom's not here, she said she'd go take care of Grandma and be back tomorrow at noon," the hyena explained, tossing his brother a slip of paper he had found in the kitchen.

Stephen took it and read the paper his mother had written on, thought for a moment and said, "Wow, my master plan worked!"

The cougar took a sip of his beer, "Did you assault your grandmother to get your mother to go take care of her?" asked the feline.

"No no! If I tried something like that, Grandma would kick my ass!" clarified Stephen.

"Ha! Remember that time those three guys tried to rob her?" asked Nestor.

"Poor guy... They had to reposition his jaw," replied Stephen as he recalled the unfortunate event.

"How old is your grandmother?" asked Malcolm.

"Seventy-two," replied Nestor.

"She was in the police special forces!" added Stephen.

"So... what was the plan?" the feline asked again.

"Well... I basically told Grandma to call Mom to leave the house alone for me because I was going to meet a girl, and I didn't want her wandering around here," Stephen explained.

"So you tricked your grandmother into tricking your mom so we could fuck in peace?" asked Malcolm, raising an eyebrow.

"In short, yes!" exclaimed the hyena. 

"My brother enjoys hatching those plans. Even if he doesn't get what he wants, I bet you he'll be grinning like a goofball all day long about cheating on Mom," said Nestor.

"Ha ha! That's not true, you idiot!" replied Stephen, with a huge grin taking up his whole face.

"Okay, stop it you two," said the cougar, holding up a finger as he looked firmly at his two hyenas.

"But-"

"Shhh!"

"Bu-"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Nestor shook his head slightly, raised his index finger as if he was going to say something but....

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The feline silenced him again.

Malcolm took a deep breath in and then let the air out, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a coin, he showed it to both brothers and said, "The coin will decide who will be the passive, heads is for Nestor, tails is for Stephen."

Stephen's eyes widened, "What?! Wait, and what will you be?" asked the hyena.

"I'll decide after dinner," clarified the cougar.

Nestor swallowed saliva, and looked determinedly at his friend, "All right, but on one condition," he replied firmly.

"Which one?" asked Malcolm.

"I don't want to have sex with my brother," demanded the hyena.

Stephen grimaced in distaste and turned his eyes away, offended. Malcolm was silent for a moment, staring at Nestor, the hyena maintaining a serious look. What he had said was no joke.

"Fine. I'm not going to oblige you with such a personal matter," the cougar replied.

"It's... complicated," Nestor hesitated.

"I guess we can..." the feline began to say, but was interrupted by a phone call that Stephen rushed to take.

"What?! How did that happen? Are you alright?!" spoke the hyena, in a desperate tone.

Malcolm and Nestor were intrigued, staring at the other boy as he spoke to a female voice coming out of the device.

Stephen cut the call and hurried up to his room and, a few minutes later, ran downstairs with a jacket on. He looked at the other two boys who were still sitting on the couch, wondering what had happened, "They ran over Lucia's father!" said the hyena, slightly agitated.

"Who is Lucia?" asked Malcolm.

"She's a close friend from my drawing class," explained Stephen as he counted the money in his wallet.

"What... How is he doing?" asked Nestor, getting up from the couch.

"He's in the hospital. Lucia is taking care of him, but his mother and aunt are out of town, and he asked me to keep him company for a while," Stephen said, explaining the situation.

"I'm sorry, Stephen," said the cougar.

"I'll take a cab to the hospital. You guys enjoy the night, we'll have time another day," the hyena replied, giving Malcolm a smile before running out of the house.

Nestor walked over to the kitchen table, grabbed his wallet and ran after his brother, stopping for a moment at the front door of the house, he looked at Malcolm and said: "In the fridge there are numbers of some pizza places, order one for dinner. I'll give my brother more money," he ordered his friend before leaving.

Malcolm stood there a bit confused, trying to process everything that had happened in such a short time. Then he got up from the couch, and headed for the kitchen to run the errand he had been asked to do.

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Nestor quickly caught up with his brother, who had barely walked a few meters after leaving the house. The hyena laid his hand on his twin's shoulder, and the twin shook him off in a very violent manner.

"Don't you touch me! You piece of garbage!" shouted Stephen, turning to face his brother.

"Stephen..." muttered Nestor, staring into the other hyena's tear-filled eyes.

"Go to hell! Enjoy the night with your cat without anyone bothering you! I don't want anything to do with you either!" yelled Stephen again as his tears fell incessantly and his chest swelled with rage so he could keep yelling.

"Hey, you don't have to do this!" replied Nestor, raising his voice.

"Of course I have to do it! You told me we'd do everything together! EVERYTHING!" the hyena shouted between cries.

"But..." tried to explain Nestor.

"I even had the stupid idea of falling in love with the same boy as you because I had the peace of mind that we would share him! LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE!" interrupted Stephen, clenching his fists.

"Stephen, I..." faltered the hyena again.

"No! FUCK YOU, NESTOR!" shouted Stephen for the last time, and ran away.

Nestor stood watching his brother walk away, then walked slowly back to his house. As he went to open the door, he stopped, looking at his hand on the doorknob. The boy felt sick to his stomach, biting his lips hard to try to hold back the tears, and his eyes glistened crystalline in the light of the lantern by the door. After a moment, he took a breath, let it out, and opened the door to his home.

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When the hyena entered his house, he looked up and found the puma standing in front of him, waiting silently. The feline knew something bad was happening, but waited for Nestor.

The hyena could no longer stand it, ran to the puma, hugged him, and began to cry inconsolably, pressing his eyes against his friend's shoulder.

Malcolm was stunned, not knowing what to do. He hugged his friend, stroking his back, trying to soothe him, and waited for him to unload all his anguish.

A moment later, the feline whispered, "The accident was a lie, wasn't it?"

"I shouldn't have said what I said... I'm an asshole," Nestor muttered.

"Maybe I should leave..." said Malcolm, not quite understanding the situation or knowing what to do.

"No! Please! Don't go!" begged the hyena, desperate.

"Okay, I'll stay," he hastened to reply, Malcolm.

"Could we just watch a movie and sleep?" asked Nestor.

"Sounds like a good idea to me..." replied the feline, trying to sketch a smile.

"You can even use my brother's bed, if you want..."

"Don't you want me to sleep with you?" asked the cougar.

"Yes... Please don't leave me..."