Pressing down the doorknob with his paw, Ike took a deep breath before opening the door to the often forgotten room in the far end of the attic.
The large open window that covered the wall in front of him shed distinct pillars of gleaming sunlight that bathed the room in their orange tone, and still particles of dust danced around in the air for the few seconds they were visible under the light. Below the window sat a groomed grey couch with a pillow on one of its arms, behind a small square table with sheets of paper scattered across it. A dusty, rough-looking shelf filled with dusty books covered the left wall. The entire room had a cosy atmosphere to it, and the strange smell you’d expect to find in a grandmother’s countryside house only added to that. The only reason this room no one cared about wasn’t covered in layers of dust is that Ike cleaned it regularly. For him, there was no better way to waste away an eventless afternoon than to hole himself up in that room and spend hours upon hours writing and drawing whatever his imagination fancied. After all, Ike still had his whole life ahead of him, and, with any luck, also the many lives of the characters he’d create in the long years that awaited.
Ike’s heart froze when he felt his sister’s shoulder brush against him as she made her way inside. “So this is the hideout you always run up to?” Skyla asked while looking around the room, and the sweet tone in her voice showed him that this wasn’t an insult. “Nice place you’ve made for yourself.” she completed, turning her head to face her brother, who still had a paw on the doorframe. His face was lined with droplets of sweat, his long bunny ears twitched erratically, and all he could do was hope his sister didn’t notice the quivering, nervous smile he failed to maintain.
Ike still didn’t know exactly what to think of his sister. Skyla was born out of an affair their mother had with a hermaphrodite years before he was born, and, though their father would later forgive her, the couple's first child would be a herm – in other words, she had both a pussy and a dick, despite choosing to identify as female. She was a good five inches shorter than him, even though she was older, but this was quite a recent development. For Ike's entire life, his sister had been the strong helping paw that was always there when he needed it, and he was the paw that was always there for her; companions and friends to the last. They never really had thought of each other as anything other than brothers… until five months ago. Ike would spend countless sleepless hours watching the way Skyla's chest rose and sank as she slept in a room across the corridor from his, and on more than one occasion he had taken photos of her from the attic window, just so he could look at her and smile passionately without being seen. Of course, he had tried to dismiss these incestuous thoughts at first, but he simply couldn't! His sister was such a beautiful, kind-hearted person, and he wanted nothing more than to tell her "I love you" not as a late night farwell, but as the utter and complete truth, as a commitment to the person Skyla is and the person he loves so dearly. Why do all the experiences, the emotions shared, all the reassurances, all the snuggles, but most of all, the love shared between them have to be between brothers, and not lovers? That's why he told Skyla he had something to show her. That's why he brought her to this often forgotten room in the back end of the attic, on a Saturday afternoon when neither of their parents would be home until Monday.
Skyla was tracing the path a tiny dust particle made as it swam through the air when she heard a loud *SLAM* from behind. She turned, startled, only to see that the door had been slammed shut and her brother had his paws behind his back whilst his ears twitched nervously. Ike stepped forward, took a deep breath, and began speaking with an uncertain voice.
"Skyla," he stumbled through his words, "It's… I… So…" Given how Ike had imagined this moment over and over in his mind, he should probably have rehearsed his proposal. Oh well, too late now. What to say, what to say?
Suddenly, perhaps even without noticing, he lurched forwards and held both of his sister's paws with his, staring intently down into her eyes. No flourishes, no embellishments; from his heart directly to his snout. "Skyla, I love you. I love you more than anything else in my entire life. I don't know why, but Skyla, you're the most wonderful, most beautiful person I've ever known. By the Skies, I love you so much, and I want us to be more than just brothers."
Skyla continued to stare up at her brother's wide open eyes in dismay, thinking – nay, hoping this was some kind of unfunny joke. But no matter how much she waited, the punchline never came. "Are you… are you serious?" she asked.
"As serious as I have ever been in my entire life" he replied, and the furrow on his face only supported that.
"I… wow…" she replied, "Ike, I'd never have imagined you felt this way about me. There's, uh… there's nothing wrong in loving me, Ike, but there is a problem in loving me… the way you do. We're brothers, and friends, and nothing else. So why don't we come down and talk about this over a cup of tea?"
Without skipping a beat, Ike threw his arms around his sister's shoulders and pulled her into a tight hug before pressing his snout against hers. Skyla tried to resist, but she soon found herself drawn into that passionate kiss. Time lost all meaning and the world around them melted away when the pair lost themselves on each other's lips, every other thought or worry vanishing in the face of unrestrained intimacy. Their heartbeats thundered and echoed in each other's bodies as the pair's tongues curled around themselves and explored each other in a slick, saliva-soaked dance inside the confines of their mouths, dragging out small groans and moans from both. To have their tongues intertwined, to be lost in the warmth and intensity of that moment, it was pleasure beyond words, and they adored every single moment at it. After what felt like an eternity, yet felt like no time at all, they opened their eyes and reluctantly disengaged.
Skyla’s face was tinted pink and covered in sweat, the lower half of her snout was plastered with a mix of her brother’s saliva and her own, her tongue lolled freely from her open mouth as her chest rose and sank in a rapid pace, breathless. Though Ike couldn’t see his own face, the heat thrumming in his cheeks, the droplets of sweat sliding down his damp fur, and the way his chest heaved told him he looked just as flustered as her. “Ike,” his sister struggled to say in between breaths, “You… we… we can’t do things like… like this. By the skies, we’re… we’re brothers Ike… We can’t be… anything else. Do anything else.”
“Why does it have… have to be this way?” Ike replied, equally breathless.
This question struck Skyla by surprise. She had never even thought of such a possibility. But then again, what was so wrong about it? Just because they were born to the same mother didn’t change the fact that she admired the calm, serene, funny, and smart bunny she knew as her brother. It didn’t change the fact that she loved him more than anything else in this world, it didn’t change the fact that he had just proposed to her and kissed her, told her all he felt about her. And even though every part of her mind screamed to Skyla that even thinking things like this was some kind of unforgivable evil, the part of her that had just been reeled by that kiss told her that she did share the same kind of love he had for her, and that she also wanted to be something more than just brothers. But how could she do this, to think this way about her own brother, and yet, how could she not? The contradiction tore her apart, and tears began to well up in her eyes.
“I don’t know, Ike,” she said, tears lining her cheeks, “I don't. Trust me, I want to do this. By the skies, I want to be with you more than I’ve ever wanted anything before, but we can’t, we can’t!”
As gently as he could, Ike reached around her head to carefully tilt it forwards, burying her snout in his bunny mane, before caressing the fur between her drooping ears. The hazelnut smell of the fur that brushed against her nose felt familiar and soothing, and Skyla soon calmed down enough to hear what Ike had to say.
“Nobody ever said we can’t. And if someone did, I couldn't care less, because all I care about is you, sis’.” As he spoke, Ike slid his paw down her neck, through her breasts and hips, before bringing it to a stop above the button that fastened her jeans. Suddenly realising what he meant by that motion, Skyla jolted her head up to look at her brother. He had a wide smile and caring eyes on his face.
How had he gotten so tall? She could swear he was a few inches shorter than her just a couple months ago. But did any of that even matter now, when what both of them felt no longer had to be kept a secret from each other, when they were free to love each other and everything they ever yearned for was within reach? Wiping away a lingering tear with the back of her paw, Skyla gave a slow, deliberate nod.
His sister was usually too lazy to zip her jeans at home, so, when Ike unfastened that button with a single, precise movement, it was all too easy to swoop down her trousers and throw them away in a corner between the bookshelf and the wall. What followed was a frenzy of undressing, as each sibling tried to remove their clothes as quickly as possible, eager to get into action. Skyla’s tank-top and underwear, as well as Ike’s sweatpants and underpants, all thrown into that corner where clothes couldn’t stop them from touching each other as much as they wanted to.
Her brother had just removed his shirt when Skyla turned to once more face him. From what she could recall, the last time she had seen him naked, his sheath was slightly smaller than hers. Now, it was easily bigger than her closed fist, and the large sweat-lined balls hanging beneath it dangled dangerously close to his legs. What the actual heck? Where was he even hiding all that?
“Like your lil’ brother’s big balls?” he asked maliciously, perfectly aware of where his sister was staring at.
Skyla didn't bother to reply, and instead knelt down to inspect his impressive endowment from up close. The soft, cushiony flesh formed a ring around the fat, red-pink tip of his cock. Skyla reached forward and held his sheath with a paw on each side, barely reaching all the way around its girth. His fur there was well trimmed, wet with droplets of precum already falling to the ground below.
"Wanna take a closer look?" Ike teased her, and before his sister could possibly have answered, he placed his paw on the back of her head and shoved it into his sack. Before Skyla could recover from the resulting startle and protest, the smell hit her. Overwhelmingly sweet, but somewhat tangy and spicy, with a hint of salt from all that sweat. She couldn't resist burying her face further into her brother's balls, closing her eyes and losing herself in that overwhelming musky scent and warmth, breathing heavily as to not lose a single particle of that powerful aroma. She could nearly feel the ocean of piping hot cum inside his nuts sloshing against her face as she rubbed her snout across that soft, warm surface. She was becoming lightheaded from sniffing that intense smell for so long, but what did it matter? Skyla's mind was sunk in the burning desire, the intense ecstasy of being so close to her brother's warm, sloshing cum-tanks. As she played around in his balls, her brother's cock was stiffening rapidly. She could feel its slick, meaty texture sitting atop her head and slithering between her ears as it swelled and became erect, dampening her fur with its constant stream of precum. Only when Skyla began to feel dizzy from having that intense scent burned into her nostrils for so long did she think to get up and smell anything else. But, when she finally released his brother's balls, Ike sat down in front of her.
Skyla identified as female, even though she could just as easily identify as another gender if she chose to, so she didn’t care a whole lot about the size of her own cock. Still, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy when looking in awe at her brother's massive member. It was truly something to behold, at least as thick as his whole forearm, and if Ike as much as tilted his head forwards, his snout would touch the precum covered tip. Every inch of its incredible length throbbed as if alight with lust and desire, including the huge, pulsing knot at its base, at least as large as a tennis ball. The intoxicating, musky scent emanating off his huge erection had already flooded the entire room, and probably the entire attic by this point. Even from where she sat on the floor, Skyla could feel the heat radiating off of Ike's enormous member, and thinking about what it would be like to have all that meat inside her further fuelled the proverbial fire of lust that had already taken hold of her mind.
"What… How‽" Skyla exclaimed, unable to take her eyes off of the constant stream of precum oozing off Ike's member."How do you have such a… a…" she searched fruitlessly for a more appropriate term, "such an enormous, impressive cock‽"
"Puberty doesn't end until twenty-one" he replied, seeming to enjoy the way his sister stared at his length, "so I can still have small growth spurts. I wouldn't call this 'slight', but I don't mind having a huge cock, and I bet you also love your lil' brother's huge dick, too."
As he spoke, Ike slowly reached forwards to hold Skyla's already stiff cock with his paw, before pressing it ever so slightly against his. Jolts of electricity travelled up and down both of their spines, causing them to shudder simultaneously when their shafts touched one another, as the cascades of precum sliding off the sides of either their cocks joined into a single, continuous stream to form a rapidly growing puddle of the translucent liquid below them. Every time Ike's cock would throb and pulse, a powerful, electrifying jolt would make Skyla shudder and moan, and vice-versa, because the pair felt as if they had been fused together at their throbbing pillars of meat, and every sensation either one had would become waves of pleasure on the other. Though they weren't united in such a literal manner, their minds were metaphorically united in a deep dive to the scathing seas of pleasure, lust, and passion, weathering the storms that assailed these waters, lost and drowning on the raging rapids and high waves – the best kind of lost and drowning. Despite all the proverbial water, the proverbial fire of desire still burned bright in either their bodies, yet unquenched, still growing stronger with what fuel it was provided.
"Aa-aaaah…" the two moaned simultaneously when Ike reached forwards and placed a paw on each side of their adjoined cocks – still being far from able to reach around their combined girth. From where he touched, lightning bolts scattered throughout their bodies, shocking them with their electric jolts as they travelled. Ike stopped for only a few seconds to focus on the sudden, pleasurable shock as it dissipated before his paws made a single, definitive motion downwards. With that one pumping motion, the floodgates opened to allow a tsunami of pleasure to deluge their bodies and wash away everything else. The worries, the dread, the exhaustion, the rational thoughts, all dragged by the raging rapids to leave only the sweet ecstasy of sex, and the ardent fire of passion that was yet unsated. The entire length of their adjoined cocks throbbed angrily and squirted large globs of pre, yearning for more as much as their owners were. With a quick stop to massage their knots — a stop that dragged aroused moans and shudders from both – Ike's paws began the long travel upwards, then down again. Up and down, up and down; every pumping motion, another flood of pleasure coursing through either their bodies, another quiver and wail.
Without as much as averting her gaze, Skyla reached downward and pushed her sack out of the way in order to touch her pussy. As expected, its plump walls were plastered with the liquid it squirted nonstop, a puddle of the translucent juice had already gathered beneath it, and before she could even touch herself, the palm of her paw had already been hit with another squirt. Not even stopping to think about her decision, Skyla shoved her paw inside her own pussy. "A-AAAH!" she cried when the resulting wave of intense pleasure washed her body and her insides spewed a flood of pussy juice outwards, drenching her arm and forming an even bigger pool below. She continued to finger herself, massaging around the soft, tight walls of her insides, burrowing her paw deep within herself. And her brother could also nearly feel the pleasure this caused her, because their bodies were abridged by the pillars of flesh he so diligently stroked, and every sensation either one had would become waves of pleasure on the other.
With ever growing intensity, Ike's paws rubbed, stroked, and massaged their dicks, getting absolutely soaked in the cascade of pre both of them drooled nonstop. A sizable puddle composed of a mixture of sweat, precum, and pussy juice had gathered in the floor beneath them when Skyla wailed, breathless from the intensity of their shared masturbation. "Aa-ah… I'm… I'm close…" she warned, almost within reach of the orgasm she so desperately wished for.
Ike couldn't say the same. Rubbing himself and his sister at the same time meant that the upper two-fifths of his cock that towered over hers were unattended. But if he stopped to rub that part, he'd leave his sister unserviced, and he couldn't do that! Nevertheless, if he didn't stimulate that needy part, he'd simply never have the release that he so desperately needed. "Need some… Aa-ah… Help here…" he struggled to say between moans and short breaths.
Skyla hadn't been focusing on her eyesight for a long time now; what need is there to see when the world is reduced to the feelings of pleasure washing over her body? Ike's cry for help snapped her out of this state, and only then she saw how her brother's dick throbbed – no, pulsated in an eerily fast pace, almost as if it was angry. Without thinking twice, – or once, actually, – Skyla opened her mouth and lurched forward, wrapping her lips around her brother's cockhead.
It tasted overwhelmingly sweet, but also very much tangy. The whole thing throbbed with strength against her tongue and the roof of her mouth, and Skyla couldn't shake the thought that, with every pulse, her brother's dick was kissing her. She coiled her tongue around his tip, determined to lick every single square inch of that delicious meaty texture, to guzzle down every last drop of precum it spewed inside her like a water fountain.
Feeling his sister suckle on his cock was what drove Ike over the edge. "Aa-aah… Sis… I'm… Aaah…" he attempted to warn her. "I'm about to… Aa-aaah… to cum… Aaaah…"
Hearing her brother's incoherent moans, Skyla had just enough time to draw her head back in surprise before Ike's paws gave one last, definitive pump down, and both came simultaneously.
"AA-AAAH!" their loud moans echoed through the room as the couple shuddered intensely. Like broken fire hydrants, their cocks erupted a deluge of cum upwards, showering the entire room in their creamy seed. For what might as well have been an eternity of sheer, utter pleasure, they released gallon after gallon after gallon of thick, hot cum, which then rained down to cover almost all surfaces within reach. Eventually, the unending torrent of semen that spewed outwards from their cocks turned into a cascade, then into ropes, then into trickles. Ike stopped cumming several seconds after his sister did, but the couple had been covered in layers of their own creamy, warm cum way before then. Half the room, in fact, had become an enormous puddle of semen, and what hadn't been covered in seed had been covered by the sweet, intoxicating smell of sex. Face tinted in blush as much from the heat as from the intensity of her pleasure, sweat lining her fur, breathless as if she had just climbed a mountain, all Skyla could do for the several minutes that followed was lay in the puddle of cum that surrounded her, recovering from the fervent masturbation she just had.
However, there's a reason why people say that rabbits just keep on going. Even though she'd be all too happy to close her eyes and sleep right then and there, even though all the pleasure she had just felt had been slowly replaced with exhaustion, Skyla's dick was still rock hard, twitching aimlessly in the air. Realising she wouldn't be able to rest until that stubborn boner was dealt with, she finally sat up.
The puddle of bodily fluids that covered half the floor was at least two inches deep. Even though it had been outside their bodies for several minutes now, it still felt sticky and hot… in the best way possible. It felt creamy and comfortable, like a mug of hot chocolate on a cold winter afternoon. Skyla looked at the off-white semen that coated the palm of her paw, and in a "why not" moment, she gave it a slight lick. It felt even creamier than the hot chocolate she had just compared it to – somewhere between the consistency of fresh paint and carpenter's glue – and somehow sweeter, though it was also slightly salty and sour. In other words, it was absolutely delicious, and Skyla cupped the sweet, sweet cum with her paws and drank it directly.
In front of her, Ike also sat back up. The last hints of blush were only then fading from his face, and only now was he catching his breath, but his fur was still absolutely soaked with his own seed. Nevertheless, his huge cock was swollen and hard, throbbing meekly.
"Still hard?" Skyla asked, despite knowing very well the answer to that question.
"Yeah, love." Ike replied, before pausing. "Can I even call you love? I mean, it wasn't exactly clear, given we immediately began jacking off, but we are partners now, right?"
"Call me anything you want," Skyla replied with a warm smile on her face, before lurching forwards to kiss her brother. Once more the pair's tongues met inside their mouths, once more the entire world went out of existence as they became lost in themselves and in that passionate kiss.
"Your mouth tastes like my dick" Ike said, once they finally parted from another wonderful kiss.
"My… what?" Skyla asked, tilting her head in confusion. "Your mouth. It tastes like my dick." he replied.
"How do you know what your dick tastes like?"
"Ever wonder why I spend so much time cleaning the basement?" Ike asked. "There's a good corner between the closet and the wall, and the smell won't travel upstairs. I thought there wasn't anything better than sucking on my own huge cock, but that was before we did that."
"How cute," Skyla said with a smile, "But ever wonder why the top half of the basement broom is always sticky?"
"You!" Ike exclaimed in bewilderment.
"Same corner behind the closet. It's weird we've done the same things in the exact same place, yet we never really talked about it to each other." A heartfelt smile blossomed on her face. "Now, we won't have to jack off hidden away in the basement…"
"...Cause we're ~partners~" Ike completed, throwing an arm behind his sister's shoulders.
"Talking about no longer needing to jack off, we need to do something about these angry boners," he continued, staring deep into her eyes with a malicious gaze, "and you only got to taste my cock for a hot second, haven't you?"
"And I absolutely loved that hot second," Skyla said, curious what would happen if she gave into his teasing.
"Well then, you'll love this even more." Ike said. Once again he placed a paw behind her head, and, before his sister could react, pulled her head downwards so that her snout was pressed against his cock. From where she touched the meaty surface, its warmth irradiated throughout her body, and its musky perfume already assaulted her nose. She couldn't stop her tongue from venturing outside her mouth to glide across him, carefully caressing that smooth, slick surface, closing her eyes to focus on nothing but these feelings. "Aa-aah," Ike moaned suddenly, and he had to clench his jaw shut to stop any further wails from making their way out his snout. Still pressing his sister's snout against his shaft, he moved to put all his weight into Skyla so that she tumbled backwards with a surprised "hmmf!" and had her back laying against the side of the couch. Only then did Ike release her head to get up, a malicious smirk on his face.
"I know you can wait a bit to suck on my delicious cock," he said, "because I still don't know how having yours inside me feels." Crouched above his sister's belly, his erect shaft hanging still in the air right above her eyes, Ike shuffled back in order to press his ass ever so slightly against her cockhead. As he moved, her tip brushed against his furry tail, plastering its precum over it, before coming at a stop in the exact centre of the smooth, plump ring that was his anus. Before Skyla could even understand what he was about to do, Ike crouched down a little further. His ass resisted, pushing her cock downwards and even bending it slightly, before his anus snapped open with a wet *plop* to let Skyla’s cockhead in. "AAaa-aah…" he moaned, the sudden bolt of pleasure taking him by surprise. His insides felt oh so wonderfully tight, the smooth walls in his rectum hugging and caressing her, holding her rod in a tender embrace.
“By the Skies, Skyla…” he panted, breathless all of a sudden. “You feel… feel amazing. Now I… I want every single inch of… of your big dick inside me.” He barely managed to blurt that out before crouching even lower, Skyla's shaft burrowing deep into him, piercing his body through his ass and pushing apart the walls of his insides, tight as they were. “AA-AAAH!,” they moaned. Ike got back up, then crouched back down. Up and down, up and down, her cock tunnelling deeper and deeper into him with every repetition. Back arched, eyes closed, mouth open to moan again and again, his legs ached from going up and down so many times, but that slight pain was completely overwhelmed by the utter and complete pleasure that assaulted every corner of his body, all originating from that shaft that was burrowed so deep inside him.
“Aaa-aah…” Ike moaned one last time, crouching down to the point where Skyla’s knot met his anus. All he wanted in that moment was to continue that repetition of getting up and down again, fucking himself in that wonderful cock. But he couldn't do that with no air in his lungs, so Ike finally opened his eyes and took a moment to breathe.
Only when he let the pleasure die down and the frenzy of sex that had washed away every other sensation dissipate, did he notice how hot his body felt, like he had just taken a bath in steaming tea. His face was dripping with sweat, and his legs ached almost as much as his ass did. His sister's face and neck were plastered in the precum he squirted nonstop, and a small puddle of pussy juice had gathered between her legs. She was just as breathless and flustered as he was. "Aaaah… Stars…" Skyla attempted to say. "It feels so… so good to be… inside you…"
"I just…" he panted in response, "just noticed. You… You haven't tasted… my dick yet… And
I know you… you want to have my huge cock… in your mouth, don't… you?"
Skyla licked her lips, tasting the sweet yet salty precum covering her snout, before giving a deliberate nod with an eager smile on her face.
Ike bent down and shuffled forwards. Skyla's shaft slid back down and out of his ass, snapping back to its erect position where it loomed over the rest of her body. Leaning forward, he reached to hold the back of her head with one paw and tilt her open mouth forwards, into his cock. As soon as it entered, she wrapped her lips around its girth and began to lick it frantically, determined to knead every single square inch of cock inside her. It continued to throb and pulsate even as she suckled and rubbed her tongue across it, fighting for space as if her mouth wasn't big enough to contain that monster of a cock – and she loved it. *glk* *schlurp*, the weird wet noises escaped Skyla's mouth as she closed her eyes, allowing her mind to be lost in the pleasure flowing from her mouth through the rest of her body.
"Aa-aaah…" Ike tilted his head back and wailed. How did her mouth feel so soft and good? How did her slick tongue caress his cock with such care and attention? It didn't matter. All that mattered now was that Skyla suckled on his cock like it was a feeding bottle, drinking on the precum it spilled inside her mouth like there was no tomorrow. Ike once again opened his eyes and attempted to grab a firm hold on reality, not wanting to lose himself in that alluring, tempestuous sea of pleasure and ecstasy – after all, he couldn't let his sister do all the work. Still holding her with one paw, Ike gave a few steps back, pulling Skyla's head along, until his ass was once again above the tip of her cock. Then, he once again crouched down.
"Mmmf!" the herm attempted to moan, an impossible task given that her mouth was full to the brim with her brother's meat. When Ike crouched down, her dick once again burrowed deep inside him, the smooth walls in his rectum caressing it all the way, before it slid back out when he uncrouched. Up and down, over and over thrusting her meat inside him again and again, fucking himself in her cock, deeper inside with every movement. Together with the up and down movement, Ike held onto Skyla's head, pulling her head in before pushing it away, all these motions combining into something of a rhythmic artform, a gearwheel system that became more and more intense as the fervour of their sex increased. The herm had her eyes closed, immersed in the pure and utter bliss that was the sensation of fucking someone and being fucked at the same time. She didn't even have to do much; Ike was in control of the whole operation. His ass felt so incredibly tight, and she wanted nothing more than to continue fucking that wonderful anus. Small, muffled moans escaped her mouth as she continued to suck on his enormous cock. It was so big, in fact, her tongue was pressed firmly against the bottom of her mouth, and she could barely manage to move it the few millimetres needed to stroke that wonderful dick with it. It reached down well past her her trachea, deep into her oesophagus; she attempted to gag out of reflex, but her throat was well and truly stuffed to the brim with his meat, and her muscles' movements only managed to further knead his impressive shaft, adding to the pleasure Ike felt.
As for Ike, he felt a sharp pain stinging in his legs, and a more latent, blunt one in his ass. None of it mattered, of course. The pleasure he felt was simply too intense, his lust growing too rapidly, for him to care about anything else in that moment. What could a bunny want more than to facefuck his sister while simultaneously being fucked in the ass by her? Despite the blissful fervour of ecstasy that clouded his mind, another need began to surface amidst the embers of desire: release. His dick throbbed at an even faster pace, his balls compressed and churned, and he knew that the exact same thing was happening to Skyla. Faster and faster, in that synchronous cycle, they fucked each other almost frantically, at a greater intensity with every passing second. All this sex had led to this; a crescendo of fervour, a apoapsis of pleasure, so close to the release that either one desired so badly. “Aa-aah…
Skyla…” Ike attempted to say, finding breaks between wails in order to speak. “I’m… Aa-aah… I’m cumming!”
One last time, he crouched in order to force her knot inside his anus. One last time, he pulled Skyla’s head towards him and forced her lips into his knot. Both of them came at the same time.
It’s unfair to say that, at that moment, seconds turned into their own small eternities. Time itself lost all meaning to the lovers as the world shimmered out of existence in order to open the way for the blissful orgasm both of them were immersed in. Skyla was determined to swallow every last drop of the delicious cum Ike’s dick spewed inside her – a herculean task, given just how much there was of it. Still, she barely had to do any swallowing; his cock was so large it nearly reached down to her stomach, and the deluge of seed released was deposited directly into it. From the outside, one could clearly see how she was filled to capacity with Ike’s cum, and then some, as her belly stretched in its struggle to contain all that semen. Her own cock throbbed and spasmed inside him, stretching his insides to the furthest extent they ever had been from the sheer amount of cum she released. *glk* *glk* the gushing noises sounded as the onrush of seed eventually became too much for him to bear. The fluid pressure overcame the seal her knot had on his ass, and they separated with a loud *pop*. Ike stumbled backwards to allow the excess cum to stream out of his anus, the last ropes of Skyla’s orgasm landing on his belly. And for the several minutes that followed, all either one could do was lay on the newly-formed puddle of bodily liquids below them, catching their breath as the last hints of pink blush faded off their faces.
However, there’s a reason why people say that rabbits just keep on going. Even though he just had sex twice in a row, even though he felt exhausted as if he could sleep for the rest of the month, Ike’s cock was still perfectly hard, twitching aimlessly in the air above him.
Realising he couldn’t rest before dealing with that stubborn boner, Ike got back up.
His sister-turned-girlfriend still had her back against the sofa, laying there whilst licking off the creamy cum in her paw, zoned out and looking at the bookshelf as if it was a thousand yards away. And, of course, her cock was still just as hard as it was several minutes ago. “Still hard?” Ike asked, despite knowing perfectly well the answer to his question.
“Mm-hmm” Skyla answered, licking her paw clean. “Stars, I'm going to get addicted to your cum, Ike,” she continued, moving on to lick her other paw. “How is it so good, and why do you cum so much? I mean, it makes sense, you do have…” she paused, looking at the balls dangling below Ike’s sheath. Though his sack was still incredibly large, he no longer ran into the danger of having his balls sway into either one of his legs if he moved too abruptly. “...had some pretty huge balls. Was all that volume pure cum?” she continued to inquire, moving forwards to hold his sack with both her paws. Pressing against the smooth skin of his scrotum, she could nearly feel the cum rushing into his balls to replace the one he had just released. In fact, during those brief moments she held his sack in her paws, hadn’t it gotten… larger? Yes; if she looked closely enough, she could see those balls slowly but surely expand right before her eyes, stretching to contain the onrush of seed that filled them.
“What the actual…!” she exclaimed when finally realising what was happening.
“Oh, yeah,” Ike said, embarrassed and scratching the back of his head, “they do that.”
“That is not normal. Skies, how long have you been pent up for?”
“Well, we entered this room somewhere around 16:00. So, eighteen hours.”
“You have to see a doctor.” Skyla replied, looking astounded at how his balls had nearly doubled in size during their brief interchange.
“It’s been like this since I was sixteen, sis. If this was something serious, I’d already be dead. Besides, I heard someone say they love my creamy seed~”
“It’s true. I do love your ~delicious~ cum” Skyla replied, before burying her snout into his sack – it was big enough for her to do that now, nearly back to its original size. It smelled just as wonderful, it felt just as incredible as it did when she first pressed her face against it, and she gave a big sniff.
“And we have to do something about these stubborn boners, don’t we?” Ike suggested. In the exact moment Skyla tilted her head back to look up at her brother with a seductive smile on her face, he once again put all his weight against her so that she fell backwards, her back pressed against the floor. Her boyfriend then moved to place his paws on her upper arms, pinning her firmly to the ground with his weight, before lowering his head so that his snout was only a few inches above her, his stare drilling deep into her eyes. "Besides, I loved having your big cock inside me. I wonder how it tastes?”
With that said, Ike released her and got back up, shuffling backwards to her hindpaws before crouching back down and extending his neck forwards, resulting in a weird position that reminded Skyla of a cat preparing to pounce. Her brother, of course, was only interested in pouncing the pillar of reddish-pink flesh that towered over his head when he placed his chin on her balls. With his snout so close to that veiny surface, the heat emanating off of it felt almost palpable, and its sweet, intoxicating smell relentlessly attacked his nostrils when he gave a deep sniff. After that, he stuck his tongue out just enough for it to touch the smooth meat that made up her shaft, briefly pausing to savour the overwhelmingly sweet flavour of cock that assailed his taste buds. It wasn’t, of course, as good as his own cock, but it certainly was a fierce contender. Just the knowledge that, this time, he wasn’t masturbating alone, hidden away in a sad corner behind the basement closet; that he was, in fact, doing everything he could ever have wanted and more with the person he loved most in the entire world – that was more than enough to make this the best experience he had ever had, period.
Relying on his hindlegs to support him, Ike held his sister’s cock with both of his paws – this sent a wave of pleasure travelling through her spine, which dragged a small moan out of her mouth – so that it remained still while he enjoyed it. From there, he rose back up as slowly as possible, dragging his tongue across that sweaty, smooth surface as he went, leaving a long trail of slick saliva behind. “Aaaa-aah…” Skyla gasped, shuddering, arching her back, and closing her eyes, her entire world washed away by that blissful paradise of pleasure.
Ike’s tongue had finally climbed all the way up her shaft when he opened his lips and carefully fit his sister’s cockhead inside his mouth. The strong pumping motion of his lips gave contrast to the tender, rapid-paced licks as he suckled on the first few inches of Skyla's cock, determined to explore every single inch of that soft, warm surface with his tongue's slight taps and guzzle down every last drop spewed forth by that fountain of precum inside his mouth. "Aaa-aaaah," Skyla moaned, closing her eyes shut so that something as mundane as sight wouldn't interfere with the pleasure flooding her body, coursing through every nerve and vein to reach into the farthest hearths of her soul. She was well and truly separated from the rest of the universe at that moment, having shed all anchors that bound her to reality in order to just relax, and feel the pleasure. Because at that moment there couldn't be anything better in all of existence.
"Aa-aaah…" Ike sighed, leaning back to look at Skyla, a translucent tether of saliva hanging between his mouth and her cock. His body felt hot and his cheeks blushed like he was suffering from a terrible fever, and countless drops of sweat glittered his face. "Skyla… Oh, Stars… It's… you're s-so… so…" It took several moments for Ike to breathe normally and construct a proper sentence. "Skies, Skyla, your cock's so delicious I almost got carried away." He cleared his throat. "We've got to find somewhere to put this bad boy in," he continued. From where he stood, his own impressive member extended as far as to have its tip right above Skyla's belly, throbbing meekly in the air without the attention it needed. With one of his paws, Ike lowered it so that the tip of his cock touched her fur before guiding it across her body – leaving a trail of glimmering precum behind, it went downwards through her belly, swerving to avoid her sheath, pushing her balls aside to have his member's point in between the lips of her pussy. Skyla shuddered with the slight stimulation.
"You're not in your fertile period, are you?" He asked, an adorable, malicious smile on his face, his eyes fixated deep into hers.
Without breaking the stare, Skyla slowly shook her head.
"Great! With how wet you are," he continued, looking at the huge puddle of pussy juice gathering in between her legs, "you must be desperate to have my big cock inside here."
"Aaaaa-aaah!" A loud gasp flew out Skyla's mouth, her entire body quivering. Before she could even reply, Ike had veritably shoved his cock into her, pushing her plump pussy open to drive a few inches into her. At the exact same time, he had once again gaped his licks and pushed his head down so that her own dick was inside his mouth. From there, another cycle began; Ike would thrust his head down to push her cock deep into his mouth whilst pulling himself back, before slamming into her and lifting his head. Penetrating and leaving at a steady and defined cycle, both in his mouth and her pussy. "Aah… aah… aah… aah…" Skyla moaned, her eyes half-lidded and tongue lolling out the side of her mouth, blinded and dazed by the sheer intensity of their ecstasy, fruitlessly searching for a break in between rhythmic moans in which to complement her sibling. "Aah… aah… fuck, so… aah… so… good… aah… aah…" Is that all she could really say? She wanted to complement how big his cock feel inside of her, how its velvety meat glid across her insides. She wanted to complement his loving tongue and his skill on using it to stroke her. No matter, this wasn't the time for worrying.
This was the time to continue moaning, to relax and just feel.
Ike had his eyes closed shut, lips pushed wide open, small drops of saliva slithering between the veins of that thick meat his mouth struggled to contain. Wet, gulping noises escaped his cock-filled throat as he continued to suck her, bobbing his head up and down to stuff his trachea with all that meaty goodness. Every time her dick would rush into him, it would push his uvula out of the way, sliding across his tongue to penetrate deep into her, sending another wave of pleasure rippling throughout him. Up and down, head tilting side to side, Ike tried his best to distribute loving licks all across that veiny surface, determined to tongue and massage all of her length. *Plap* *plap* *plap*, his big balls slapped into her backside in a fast tempo as his cock continued to plow into that tight, wet pussy. Tight like anything he had ever felt before – like a cosy, warm hug that, at the same time, squeezed and massaged around him as he continued to fuck it. And oh, the pleasure! Like an electrical current rushing through that completed circle; like the rushing rapids of a river, like the winds of a hurricane travelling through the both of them, its sheer intensity expelled every other sensation, shattering their world in a thousand pieces with the sheer and utter intensity of the bliss they experienced. In fact, the two lovers were detached from everything and anyone else, detached from all time and space that didn't include their fucking. With every passing second, their fervour increased, the fire inside them burning ever brighter – Ike plowed into her pussy while his head travelled up and down his sister's shaft, both of their cocks burrowing deeper and deeper into each other with every motion. With each and every passing seconds their movement became faster and faster, nearly frantic, almost desperate.
Either of them could feel it. Every little wave, breeze, and jolt of pleasure brought them ever closer, in an upwards trajectory towards the apoapsis of orgasm that either of them wanted so badly. Their cocks pulsed, their balls churned, frienzied in search of the release they were so desperate for.
"Aah… aah… aah… I-Ike… I'm… I'm cumming!" Skyla shrieked.
One last thrust. His entire length sunk inside of Skyla until his knot met her pussy. After some pressure, its resistance crumbled and she was pushed wide open so that his knot could also enter her, his cock burrowing deep into her womb. One last push, and all of Skyla's shaft slid across his tongue and throat to reach into his trachea, and, after some force, his lips opened even wider to let her knot fill his mouth to the brim, her cock reaching as deep as his oesophagus. Both of them came.
Words can scarcely describe the sheer and utter bliss they felt in those moments, each of them stretching into their own infinite eternities, and farther still. Gallon after gallon after gallon of sweet, sweet cum gushed inside him, cascading down to fill his stomach until there wasn't space for anything else, and then a little more, as his belly stretched in his efforts to swallow every last drop of that flood of cum. What felt like an industrial bucket's worth of seed rushed into her like a deluge to fill her womb and pussy with off-white cum, only a few teaspoons managing to break the knots seal and spill outwards, onto the floor, joining the enormous puddle of pussy juice below her. Eventually, however, their neverending orgasm came to an end, the firehoses of cum turning to small streams, and then to nothing, as either sibling was filled to the brim with the other's seed.
There's a reason people say rabbits just keep on going – this, however, wouldn't be an example of that. Out of breath, cheeks red with blush, fur damp with sweat, both of them disengaged, laying down in front of the couch. A sudden exhaustion washed over them as the heat slowly dissipated.
"I love you, bro." Skyla said.
"I love you too, sis." Ike replied, moving to press his lips against hers. No words needed to be said after that.
Their parents wouldn't be home until Monday morning. There was plenty of time for cleaning their mess tomorrow. For now, Ike could rest easy in knowing that, after months of yearning, he and his sister were dating.
Both of them fell asleep at the same time.