The Brothers’ Secret
	Jeremy sighed as he walked along the sidewalk. The brown gold bat was annoyed with his school day again. He rubbed over his snout, beneath his glasses, at his eye lids before opening his strange purple colored eyes. Wearing a black jacket, black jeans, and a dark gray shirt, today’s insults were about him being an emo. Never understanding why, he had been shoved into lockers, called many different names, and was prone to a punch or two.
	It was a chilly autumn day, a few red, yellow, and orange leaves swirling around in the air. The bat’s wings on his back bent slightly in the wind and Jeremy had to bite his bottom lip hard to keep himself from unfurling his peach-red webbed wings and just flying. Flying was prohibited until one took a flying test. It was stupid to him, but the ground bound creatures had to make things fair for a while. Luckily for him though, he just needed a ride from his dad or, if heaven willing, his older brother. Then he could take the test and pass.
	He tugged at his jacket lightly, his backpack a bit heavy on his back as he rearranged the straps on his shoulders. It was always hard to use the backpack that went on the back. Jeremy scowled a bit as he remembered what happened to his shoulder bag. His brother had taken it for a single day and when Jeremy got back, it was torn and ripped beyond fixing. Or so his father and brother thought. Jeremy had learned all about how to stitch and sew, so he was attempting to repair it himself before he went out to buy a new one.
	His gaze fell down to the sidewalk. He started to count his steps in fours, muttering under his breath as he did so. The bat generally associated his need to count his steps, as well as other little things, to a minor form of OCD. The others laughed at him when he had to fix something as it annoyed him. The teachers weren’t the fondest of him either, causing trouble just because it was a problem he had.
	Shaking his head again, Jeremy looked up and saw his house fast approaching. His mind drifted to the other kids at school. There were one or two boys he liked there, but he wasn’t going to chance it. Everyone already made fun of him and picked on him. He didn’t want it to turn even worse if they knew he liked other boys as well. So he kept it to himself, not even telling his family about it yet, though they would understand. After all, how wouldn’t they when they liked boys too. They just liked girls as well. He did not.
	His hand was in his pocket digging for his keys as he saw the driveway was empty. It was required by law that in a family they have a car. Jeremy didn’t understand any of the laws like that, but he obeyed them. So their dad was gone for now, nothing to do but wait. Removing his keys, he unlocked the door and went inside, relocking it.
	There was loud music playing upstairs. Sighing, Jeremy went into the kitchen and got himself some grape juice. Not a lot, just a little to wet his throat after his walk. He also didn’t want to go upstairs right away. The loud music meant his brother was home, had his door open and with dad gone, probably in his bare fur. Jeremy felt his cheeks heat up as he thought of that.
	Jeremy never understood his brother or, indeed, his own father. They could go around the house without clothes and be unfazed. The tan bat didn’t do that, he was way too shy to even attempt it. Sure, when he was home alone he would, but not around his family.
	The noise upstairs had been turned down during Jeremy’s small muse. He set his glass down when a voice spoke behind him, “Hey there Jer.”
	The bat jumped out of his skin at the voice before spinning, sputtering. Before him was a larger bat than he, about half a head taller. The other’s fur was a lighter shade than Jeremy’s own, enough to be able to tell the difference between them. He was bulkier than Jeremy, his wings longer and his eyes were a deep blue color.
	“A-Alan, you scared me.”
	Alan chuckled. “Just came for a drink myself.” He reached past Jeremy, making the smaller bat shudder lightly. After Alan had grabbed a glass, he looked at Jeremy weirdly. “Everything alright?”
	Jeremy just nodded slowly, taking off his glasses and wiping them with a cloth. It was more of an excuse to not look at his brother than because they were actually smudged. He saw the blur that was Alan move over to the fridge and the bat took his chance. He walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs quickly, down the hall and into the second room on the right. 
	Jeremy sighed as the door clicked shut. He couldn’t face his brother’s nudity again. His pants were already somewhat tented from just looking at his brother’s muscular fuzzy chest. His face wasn’t much better, a blush only slightly hidden through his fur.  Shaking himself, he went over to his desk and began his homework for the next few days.
	It was a fair bit later that he heard a knock and the door open. “Hey Jer, forgot to tell you; Dad will be home for dinner but he will have to go back out later.”
	“Alright.”
	“Jer?”
	“Yea?”
	“…It’s nothing, sorry.” The door closed after that. Jeremy looked over his shoulder, wondering what that was all about. Alan wasn’t one to beat around the bush. No, that was more of Dad’s style. Alan was direct with what he wanted, always. Another blush crept up onto Jeremy’s cheeks as he remembered that his brother had once pawed off in the living room with both himself and his dad there. And dad joined in!
	The bat couldn’t understand how the two could do things like that. They probably didn’t understand why he didn’t either. Dad was always like that and Alan had the bulk to do as he pleased. Jeremy didn’t have anything but hard work and smarts to get him through.
	The door downstairs opened and closed shut. Dad was home and knowing him, by the time his footsteps were at the top of the stairs, he was out of all his clothes. The upstairs bathroom closed and the shower turned on. Sighing, Jeremy opened his door and walked to the stairs. Sure enough, clothing was strewn all over the staircase. Picking up the clothes, the bat continued down the stairs and approached his father’s room.
	After opening the closed door, Jeremy took the clothes and dumped them into the hamper next to the desktop. His dad had a desktop and laptop, one for work and the other for whatever took his fancy. Alan had one of his own and Jeremy was told he’d get one soon. Jeremy didn’t believe his dad on that note.
	Leaving the bedroom, he was heading for the kitchen when he bumped into his dad. As his muzzle was pressed against his father’s chest, the tan bat couldn’t help his instinct. He breathed in deeper than normal and suppressed a shudder. Taking a step back, the young bat looked up at his father, Darran. He noticed his father’s dark gray eyes and darker colored fur, a nice deep brown that could have been black if a little more dark brown was added.
	Jeremy’s gaze drifted lower and lower, before it fell to the floor. His face was on fire, especially after seeing his dad devoid of any and all clothing again. His father grinned lightly at his son, but it was unseen from the young bat. “Hello Jeremy.”
	“Hi dad.”
	“So, Alan told you I had to work again?”
	“Yea, should I make dinner?”
	“Nah, I can handle it tonight.”
	Jeremy knew from experience that his dad ‘handling’ dinner normally meant some sort of takeout food. Chinese, pizza, burgers, didn’t matter; they ordered it and came home to eat if they left for it.
	“What’s for tonight dad?”
	“I was thinking of maybe getting a pizza.”
	“Alright.” Jeremy stepped around his father before a call to him stopped him. 
	“Jeremy. Are you ok?”
	“Yea dad.”
	There was a pause before, “You can tell me or Alan anything, you know.”
	“I know.”
	Another pause. “If you aren’t feeling well, you can always stay home from school.”
	That got a look back at his dad. Jeremy nodded and let his gaze drift to between his dad’s thighs again. With a deeper blush than before, he went to the living room. Turning on the tv, he picked up a wii remote and turned on a game.
	A little into the game, his father came back in and sat on the couch, saying, “Dinner is coming.”
	“Alright.”
	A little bit more gaming before another voice echoed over the couch. “We should have a game night.” Alan had joined the party in the front room.
	“Come on Jer, let’s all play a game.”
	Shaking his head, he handed his controller to his brother. “You two go ahead, I need a break.”
	Shrugging, Alan took the remote and their dad picked up the second. Jeremy sat on the couch and relaxed, taking off his glasses and rubbing them with a cloth. Alan was the lucky one with eyesight, both the youngest bat and his dad had to use things to boost their own eye sight, though Darran used contacts.
	Placing his glasses back on his snout, he opened his eyes and watched the game between his family members. It was some sort of exercise one. Grinning, he watched as they both racked up points against the other. His attention, however, was soon shifted.
	Jeremy saw a flick of a tail and turned to look, feeling his face heat up as he watched as his brother shook his rear with the game. At times it clenched and the bat gulped once when he saw it. Trying to return his attention to the game, his eye caught his father’s tail and a repeat happened as he watched the round ass. The tan bat did his best to press his erect cock into his jeans and hopped the couch.
	Going into the kitchen again, Jeremy got a longer drink this time. His mouth was extremely dry and his face was a strange red brown color. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t realized what not playing the wii with his family would lead him to. It was shameful enough to like men, but they were his family!
	Shaking his head, the bat returned to the living when the door rang. Jeremy leapt into action then, getting his dad’s wallet and pulling out two twenties. Taking a deep breath, Jeremy opened the door and stood in the gap.
	“Alright, you had half pineapple and half cheese with a pepsi. That’s nineteen dollars and twenty six cents.”
	Jeremy handed a twenty to the dog, who looked over the bat’s shoulder. A jaw drop and a twenty shoved into his hand, the door slammed shut before he could think of what he saw. Two stunning bats completely bare playing a wii. He’d have to bring their pizza more often.
	Sighing, the young bat dropped the remaining twenty on the table and put the pizza and soda on the counter. Going over to the cabinets, he grabbed a few plates and set the table, putting pineapple on his brother and father’s plate and cheese for himself. Some ice in the glasses he got down and some fizzing accompanied the pouring of the Pepsi into the glass. When it was done, he set it in the fridge and sat.
	“Dinner’s set.”
	Jeremy heard as the other two males entered the kitchen, too intent on his pizza to notice. He was hoping against all hope that what happened nearly a week ago didn’t happen again. The bat blushed into his food as he remembered how both his brother and father had masturbated at the dinner table while they were eating.
	Shaking his head, Jeremy continued to eat, taking small sips of his drink. He didn’t notice the look between Darran and Alan. He didn’t notice that his dad got up and got dressed. The door closing alerted him to his family’s absence at the table. Sighing, the bat ate what was left of his food and drank his soda down to the ice. Setting the dishes in the sink, he resolved to do them later. Looking at the time, he was a bit stunned at how late it was already. He needed to shower before bed and decided that now before he did house chores would be best.
	Heading up the stairs, he saw his brother’s light on. Strange, normally his brother had his boyfriend or buddy over and were creaking the bed, so to speak. Jeremy shivered at his own twisted thoughts on the image and went to his room. Leaning against the door, he left out a few quick breaths as he focused his mind. Walking over to his dresser, he grabbed a pair of boxer briefs and went to his bed for his sweat shorts and shirt that was his pajamas.
	He stripped off his clothing and grabbed his towel, setting his glasses on the dresser. Wrapping it around his waist, Jeremy opened his door and grumbled in frustration. His brother had decided now would be a good time to visit the bathroom. Setting his stuff on the floor, he leaned back and rested his head against the wall.
	The door creaked open. Counting to ten, Jeremy opened his eyes before he felt an arm press him hard against the wall. Gasping lightly, he looked up into his brother’s face. “Alan, wha-“
	Jeremy didn’t get anything else out as his muzzle was pressed against his brother’s, lips on lips. He was rigid as he felt them work on his before drawing back. The look in Alan’s eyes was a hunger and revulsion that spoke volumes.
	The older bat just breathed hard, letting Jeremy’s thought swirl quickly through his head. Many things were good and bad and they just kept going and going and going until his mind settled on something. He looked up at his brother as Alan tried to speak.
	“Jeremy, I’m so-“
	It was Alan’s turn to be surprised as Jeremy jumped forward and smashed his lips against the older bat’s lips. Closing his eyes, the younger worked his lips against his brother’s and felt the same. His arms wrapped around the taller as he tilted his head slightly. Alan had wrapped his arms around his back and groaned softly, letting Jeremy slip his tongue inside.
	His lips were good, but his muzzle was utterly fantastic to the young bat. The taste was kind of salty but nice. Over his gums and teeth Jeremy’s tongue went before it was drawn in by the other appendage and sucked on. A groan emitted from him then.
	Jeremy whined softly as Alan drew back. Breathing raggedly, the young bat opened his eyes to see his brother, with a deeper hunger than before: lust. He also felt a hard rod against his leg and looked down. His brother’s erection stood at attention, the foreskin drawn back to show off part of his cock head. As he watched, it leaked a bit of pre. It was accompanied with a deep inhale near his head and a shiver through Alan.
	Something else Jeremy noticed was his own towel was tented. He only just realized how aroused he was by what he had done. He wanted more. Looking up at his brother, he kissed him softly on the lips while letting his hand rub up and down his chest before it tangled in the older bat’s chest fur. The young bat felt a hand grab his towel and yank. It fell to the floor in a heap and Alan picked up his brother. With a slight grunt and a small whine, the older bat carried them to his room. 
	Both heaving for breath, they let lust take over them. Jeremy jumped at Alan and smashed their muzzles together again, hands rubbing over sides. Some small thrusting from the younger bat had them both gasping, though as Jeremy bit his lower lip at the new sensation, Alan just let out a groan.
	A hand on Jeremy’s back brought him to look at his brother. Grinning, Alan pushed the younger bat back to standing. Whining, Jeremy watched as his brother got on his hands and knees, moving up the bed a bit. With his wings nicely folder, the older bat looked back at the younger one between his limbs, letting his tail hike up onto his lower back. With a devious grin, he lustfully said, “Come and get it.”
	Jeremy got on the bed and moved forward. Reaching forward with shaking hands, he spread his brother’s rump apart and revealed what was hidden there. Swallowing a lump in his throat, he pressed his muzzle forward and inhaled the scent. A shiver later, he was panting hard and let his tongue lick the hole.
	A gasp from Alan drove Jeremy further and proceeded to lick before letting his tongue slip inside. A loud groan issued from the bigger bat, his tongue lolling out of his muzzle. With a shaky voice, he called, “Je-Jer.”
	Jeremy’s tongue receded back into his maw, looking at his brother. A blush covered both faces as Alan whispered, “Lube’s in the nightstand.”
	Nodding, the young bat stood back up and went to the nightstand. Opening the drawer, he saw the lube but he ruffled for something else. “Alan, where do you keep your condoms?”
	A small chuckle before an answer. “Did I say I keep condoms?”
	Jeremy froze. Was it possible Alan was saying what he thought the other was saying? Looking back at his brother, there was a content smirk on his face, with a raised eye ridge. Swallowing, the young bat grabbed the bottle off the stand and walked back over to the older one.
	The tan bat handed the bottle over. “I, um, don’t know what to do,” he admitted.
	With a devious grin, Alan popped the top of the bottle off. Pouring some in his hand, Jeremy watched as the hand grasped his member. A gasp and a shudder accompanied the cold touch to his sensitive length. He groaned lightly as the hand moved back and forth, stroking him softly. Bucking his hips, he whined when his brother let go of him.
	Another squirt into the older bat’s palm and pressing his hand together, he smeared it over his fingers. Going back to his original position on the bed, he let a hand trailed back and spread his rear. Letting his head and shoulders rest on the bed, he used his other hand to let a finger circle his tailhole. A groan issued from Alan when he inserted a finger into himself.
	Jeremy watched, slowly stroking himself as his brother pumped his finger in and out. Adding a second finger, the young bat watched as the other bat spread himself open, showing the insides of the entrance to his little brother. A third was added and Alan just ground onto his own fingers. After a few moments of this, he let his hands drop back into position, looking between his limbs to his brother.
	In a whisper, he proclaimed, “I’m ready for you.”
	Jeremy swallowed the lump in his throat as he climbed back onto the bed. He grabbed his brother’s hips and let his member slip between the cheeks there. With a simple command from Alan, he spread the older bat’s cheek with one hand and held his base in the other. He lightly pressed his tip against his brother’s warm hole.
	Alan grabbed a pillow and placed it under his head as he growled out, “Come on already.” With shaky breathes, the young bat applied more pressure onto his brother’s rear until he slid in. It felt better than anything Jeremy could have imagined! It was warm and tight, his foreskin drawing back down over his cock head as he slowly pressed himself in to the hilt. Breathing heavily, he rested on his brother until the pleasure subsided some.
	Looking at his brother, he noticed an expression of pain. He didn’t want to cause pain. “Alan, are you alright.”
	A pointed glare and bared teeth greeted the young bat, who flinched. “Of course I’m not, it hurts. Just wait til I adjust to you.”
	The younger brother just nodded and waited, the older taking deep breathes. After a minute, he looked back at Jeremy and nodded. Very slowly, the tan bat pulled his hips back, his foreskin reclaiming his cock head until it was all that was in before pushing back in. A groan issued from Jeremy at the feeling beyond compare, while Alan grit his teeth.
	This slow rhythm was continued for a little. After a few minutes, Alan’s tongue lolled out of his muzzle. “Faster, Jer.”
	Nodding, the young bat picked up his pace, feeling the walls around him constrict at times and shivering in delight. He had started to pre into his brother, aiding the process of sliding within the other male. There was an added sensation of the foreskin as well, causing Jeremy to bite his lower lip.
	Another command, this time of harder, made Jeremy adjust his rhythm. Alan was letting out panting breathes, moans interspersed in them as he reached down and grabbed his own member, stroking it. The older bat’s pre was already leaking onto the sheets.
	Jeremy remembered something he read online once and began angling himself inside of his brother. After a minute, a gasp was heard as well as, “O-oh f-fuck!” Jeremy grinned to himself as he continued to hit Alan’s prostate, sending his nerves on a wild chase of pleasure.
	The older bat grit his teeth again, already feeling himself succumb to the immense pleasure. He wouldn’t hold on long at this rate. A bitten lower lip before a long moan signaled Alan’s release. He kept rubbing his aching member as his seed splattered on the sheets, feeling the obstruction in his rear and loving it.
	Jeremy, himself, felt close as his brother started to cum. With the repeated clenching around his member, the young bat drove himself fully into his brother, moaning deeply and long as he painted the insides of Alan with his essence. 
	Both stayed there, panting for breath. Alan’s knees were buckling at that point and Jeremy pulled himself out of his brother. The gaping orifice started to leak the white substance of his making as his own member stopped the flow.
	Alan just smiled, his mind still in bliss. “W-wow Jer, that was an amazing first.”
	Jeremy blushed at his brother’s words. “I-it was mostly you though.”
	Alan just chuckled. “Well, as you claimed my cherry, it was more of your lead.”
	The young bat froze. He had taken his brother’s virginity. He shivered lightly and hugged himself. Alan frowned softly. He called out to his stricken younger brother.
	“Jeremy, listen to me.”
	Alan rarely used Jeremy’s full first name unless it was important. He gazed at his older brother as he continued, “I may have had a lot of sex with men and women, but I always kept my rear for one person and one only.”
	A swallow and a blush. “W-who?”
	“You.”
	Jeremy blushed, before slowly breaking into a smile. “Thank you.” Leaning over, the young bat spread his brother’s rump and began to lick the strands of white. A groan issued from the older as he felt his younger brother eating his own mess.
	The room was completely dark, the only light source being the screen of a computer. The screen showed two male bats, the both having just mated. One was eating the mess inside of the other. The watcher of the screen was breathing raggedly. His hand let go of his now half-hard member, the little bit of cum on it being wiped up with a finger and pressed into his mouth. His fur was coated with the seed that he had let out, an orgasm he had never experienced before.
	A light chuckle, Darran looked at his messy self. “Damn, that was intense. Should have tried to get them together before.” A dark grin spread across his face. “But now, they are mine to play with.”