Nestor dropped a card with a colorful dragon drawn on it and began to explain "This is a second-line attacker, it goes to the front but attacks only the rear."

The cougar, sitting on his knees on the hyena's bed, nodded with each explanation as he looked at the cards placed on the bed and the ones in his hand.

"You have a deck of sorcery. You cannot have such an enemy in the field for long because you are specialized in rear-guard troops," the hyena explained. Then he asked the cougar to see his deck and pointed to a card that had a pair of transparent shackles, "Fortunately, you have cards like that to avoid these dangers. Bindings of wicked witchcraft are used to force an enemy troop from being able to attack targets in the second line and each turn that passes without attacking damages an allied unit or itself by half its power," Nestor concluded.

Malcolm nodded a few more times until a figure entered the room calling his attention. Stephan, fresh out of the shower, gave him a mischievous smile and a wink as he paced around naked looking for his clothes.

"Stinky yeen is boring you? You've been sitting there for almost two hours," Stephen asked, turning his back to the two boys who were sitting on the bed.

"No no! It's entertaining ..." replied the cat.

"Don't entertain my student, you already spent the whole morning playing video games with him. And put on some clothes! We said none of those tricks until he's comfortable with it!" Nestor demanded of his brother.

Stephen turned around, drawing the audience's gaze to his genitals, "Sure, because Malcolm is a delicate flower that can break at the first morbid image that comes his way," the hyena growled.

"If you keep being this cheeky no one will want to marry you!" Nestor replied while covering his friend's eyes.

"Welcome to the 21st century, nobody gets married!" The hyena argued and took the opportunity to free Malcolm's sight from his brother's hands.

"I think it would be nice to get married one day," Malcolm replied thoughtfully.

In that instant, the twins gaped at the cougar. The cat had remained still, looking at the dreamcatcher that hung on the wall and thinking about the matter.

Stephen, still dressed only in a T-shirt, hugged his friend from behind and whispered in his ear, “Will you be my wife and carry my children in your womb?”

“S-Stephen! I feel your tip on my back!” said the feline, stuttering and straightening his back to try to separate himself a bit.

“Hey! take your hands off him, horny rat!” growled Nestor.

“Uff stinky yeen, the shower is ready for you, why don't you do our noses a favor and have a close encounter with a soap?” Stephen replied, chuckling.

“What are you saying? I'm clean!” protested the hyena sitting on the bed.

“Of course! I'm sure that jog time in the morning left you as cool as lettuce. Are those rose petals that I see coming out of your armpit? "Replied the twin mockingly, without letting go of the cougar.

Nestor raised his arm and sniffed his armpit, made a grimace of disgust, and got out of bed. The hyena picked up his cards and put them on the table next to his bed, then opened his closet, a huge dark wooden door with a poster of a burning skull, took a change of clothes, and walked to the door of the room, "Malcolm, keep checking the deck and ignore my nudist brother, I'll be back soon!" the hyena yelled, walking away down the corridor. 

Stephen chuckled, "He always takes twenty minutes, minimum!"

"I guess it makes sense for stinky yeen to take a little longer to not be so stinky," added the cougar.

"Let's forget about him for a bit and have fun, just the two of us," the hyena whispered in his friend's ear.

"You mean a quick game of Fur Xtreme Fury?" the feline replied laughing.

“I was thinking about sucking my dick and getting a taste of fresh yeen juice,” Stephen proposed directly, giving a slow lick to the cougar's cheek.

A chill ran down Malcolm's spine as he felt his friend's wet tongue, “But... we said we'd save those things for the night... after your mother leaves,” stuttered the cougar.

“Fuck that, I've been wanting to sink my teeth into you for two weeks! We are alone, I am naked… let’s have a quickie, my brother does not have to know!” Stephen said, with his voice shaking and his warm breath hitting his friend's short fur.

Malcolm swallowed hard, put the cards aside, and turned away. In front of him, the half-naked hyena stood firm next to his brother's bed, and that warm tip, which the feline felt a moment ago on his back, now stood like a hard and thick sword of flesh completely out of its sheath, emanating a virile heat and dripping a transparent anxiety that trickled from the tip, wetting its entire length until it reached two huge, hanging hairy balls, much larger than Nestor's.

“J-Just a blowjob, okay?” said the cougar, completely blushing.

“Yes yes, do it fast!” the hyena ordered, grabbing his member from the base and pointing it at his friend.

With a soft sigh, Malcolm sat down on Nestor's bed edge. Timidly, the cougar brought his snout closer to the plump chunk of meat. A soft smell of wildflowers filled his nose, clearly the shampoo from the recent bath completely covered the hyena's genital musk. The nerves quickened his movements, causing the hyena's penis to bump awkwardly against the feline's chin, moistening it with that sticky, transparent substance. After the shameful failure, Malcolm gave a small laugh and raised his mouth to embrace with his jaws as much of that meaty stick as he could, flooding his tongue with a salty taste that continued expanding viscously in his mouth.

Stephen took a long breath, closed his eyes and enjoyed the warm new sensation of a mouth receiving his phallus, “Uuf… It feels so good,” gasped the yeen.

The feline felt like the tube of meat in his mouth grew slowly, the salty liquid flooding his palate forcing him to swallow more and more often. The hyena's hands felt so good, guiding the cougar's head at the pace that suited him best, causing Malcolm's nose to crash more and more violently against his stomach, burying his face into the fur.

Malcolm's back arched and his tail twisted like a snake at the contact with the other teenager. Everything was happening so fast, but the new experience felt so good, despite the slimy sensation in his throat. The grunts of the other male made the feline’s legs shake, making his crotch moisten after giving a couple of excited thrusts into the air.

Stephen sighed and squeezed the cougar's head a little tighter, "I'm close... it feels so good," the hyena whispered.

Malcolm took hold of the hyena's hips, closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, preparing himself and trying to relax.

The hyena took one last thrust, holding the cougar in place, groaned, and began to drop all of his seed into his friend's mouth, one, two, three white spears that puffed out Malcolm's cheeks. Stephen looked down at the cat, bit his lip and smiled, "Dude, please swallow it."

The enormous amount of salty, bitter and warm liquid forced the puma to use all his willpower to not open his mouth and spit out all its contents. The teenager counted to three and swallowed, drawing that slimy torrent into his stomach, causing his Adam's apple to rise and fall, marking the course of the virile cargo.

Stephen let go of his friend's head and lay back on his brother's bed, panting and smiling. His cock, still wet and dripping, slowly shrunk as he hid in his sheath, wetting all of his pubic hair as he passed.

Malcolm licked his lips and the inside of his mouth, gathering and swallowing the rest of the hyena. The young man sat where he had just given his first blowjob, staring at the polished wooden floor that had been punished with a few transparent drops of male lube.

The hyena reached out and grabbed the tail of his friend, who was still snaking and whipping on the bed, excited. "Did you like that?" asked stephen.

Malcolm blinked awake from his trance, turned his gaze to the other teenager, again enjoying the hyena's nudity, "It was… strange. Yes, I liked it."

Nestor squeezed the water out of his hair as he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror, a wild idea filled his mind and made him blush. He shook his head to get out of his reverie, stretched his hair and looked at him, it was long, longer than he liked, and he was already looking like his brother. He definitely needed a haircut, maybe a dye? green? No, better not to give place to grass head jokes. The teenager grabbed and dressed some new boxers that he had prepared, he was not like his brother, he wasn't walking around naked showing his dick.

Upon entering their shared room, Nestor saw his brother, still naked, and the cougar sitting on the floor, playing a fighting video game on the television in his room. The one in the living room was much larger but it was worth sacrificing quality for the comfort of your own room. It was strange to see his brother use the console, usually he preferred to use the computer.

The hyena walked to his nightstand, checked his cell phone for new messages on his forum, nothing, today had been a pretty quiet day. Then he opened a drawer, pulled out a can of deodorant, shook it, and sprayed his armpits.

"Did you hear that?" Asked Stephen upon hearing the spray, "That means it is strictly forbidden to call Nestor Stinky yeen for the next... two hours."

"What a funny guy, you should be doing stand up, if possible, in some far away country," replied the other twin.

"I know, I'm great, but first I have to make a career out of the local scene," Stephen replied as he frantically pressed buttons to try and defeat his friend.

Nestor sat on his bed, grabbed his cell phone again, and stared at the other two guys as they played, "Are you going to be naked the rest of the day?" he asked his brother.

"Sure! Does it bother you to see my furry balls so close to my cat?" Stephen asked.

"Your cat? You mean our cat! Besides, you didn't want us to go out for ice cream? Are you going to go naked too?" Nestor asked, raising an eyebrow as he watched the cougar’s tail moving.

"Dude, calm down! It's still early! Mom is already in the kitchen ordering me what to do!" Stephen growled somewhat annoyed.

Malcolm chuckled and took advantage of the distraction to smash the hyena's face in the game. "Victoria! Again!" the feline yelled, raising his hands.

The hyena released the controller and growled, "Dude, that combo sucks! I can't even block it!"

"Stephen!" a female voice yelled from the other end of the house.

"Shit! Great, now what?" said the hyena, getting up from the floor and running to his closet to get dressed. After being presentable, he put on some sandals and ran out to answer his mother's call.

Nestor sat next to Malcolm, taking the place where his brother was. He picked up the game controller and selected his fighter, "Sorry kitty, but your streak ended here!" he said to his friend, showing his fangs with a big smile.

"Ha! I hope you can last longer than the two minutes it takes me to make your brother bite the dust!" the cougar said, punching his friend on the shoulder.

"Ouch! Why was that!" the hyena complained, stroking himself where the cat hit him.

"It is just a small sample of what awaits you!" Malcolm replied, and chose his fighter.

Nestor smiled, paused the game and lunged at the cat, holding it with both arms, and shoving one of his hands through the back of Malcolm's pants, sinking the tip of his index finger into the feline's hole.

Malcolm groaned at the contact and tried to pull away, "What the hell are you doing ?!" he yelled with his face completely flushed.

Nestor kissed his friend on the cheek and whispered in his ear, "It is just a small sample of what awaits you."

Hearing Malcolm's scream, Stephen ran into the room, jumped on his brother and locked his neck, "Don't touch my cat!" he yelled at him.

Nestor released the cougar and began to struggle with his brother, "Our cat! Let me go!"

"I'll leave you alone for a second and you're already playing dirty, Stinky yeen!" Stephen said and bit the other hyena's ear.

Nestor howled in pain and bit his brother's arm, wriggling, and causing both to spin on the ground.

Malcolm kept his distance and was perplexed, watching the twins fight and bite, not letting go, as if they were a strange furry snake.

"Stephen! Are you still here ?!" the cry of the boys' mother was heard again.

Stephen's ears perked up, he let go of his brother and stood up, "Fuck! I have to go do some shopping!" he said, agitated.

Nestor got up from the ground, covering his bitten ear, "Good, go! Have fun!" he growled at his brother.

"What ?! No! You guys are coming with me!" moaned the hyena.

"I pass ... besides, mom sent you!" Nestor growled, crossing his arms as he watched his brother.

"But I don't want to go alone!" Stephen replied, lowering his ears.

Malcolm grabbed Nestor's hand and tugged at him, "We'll accompany you! I need to stretch my legs, plus, maybe you need help bringing bags," said the cougar, smiling at the hyena.

"Yuju! Come on!" Stephen celebrated.

"What ?! I said I wouldn't go!" Nestor growled, trying to resist.

"No, Stinky yeen, you come with us!" growled the feline, and pulled Nestor's hand again.

“Yeeeesh…” the hyena moaned and let himself be carried away.