The Year 5000: Chapter 10: Secret
By
Varos

October of 5000 begins with a splash of brilliant reds, oranges, and yellows mixed with the everlasting greens of evergreens.  I always love this time of the year.  The scent of autumn.  The cool air feels so refreshing on my fur.  The bugs have mostly died out.  It's a perfect time to enjoy the outdoors.  

University was a significant change for me, and at the same time, it wasn't.  I still live at home, so I'm not getting the whole university experience.  I'm not living in the dorms; I don't have a roommate.  I haven't gone to any parties.  Females are still chasing me; that hasn't changed.  More than a few guys have asked me out on a date.  I want to make new friends, but at the same time, I can't jeopardize our secret.  An employer isn't going to care if I'm gay; however, incest with his Brother might be a deal breaker.     

The buildings and the people might be different, but overall it's nearly the same as high school.  Every day I'm feeling less and less like a teenager.  It won't be long before I won't be.     

I'd see Simon every now and then.  He got a job at the same factory that our Mother works at.  He's on the night shift, except he's on the exact opposite schedule of hers.  At least this way, someone will always be home with his Sister and Brothers.

I consider Vance to be my next best friend, and Zack feels the same way.  Every day we see how much he misses Brent.  Neither of us wants to take that away from him.  They still talk, but it's becoming less and less frequent.

The brilliant colors of fall faded to grey, and shortly after that, it turned to white.  This winter was predicted to be especially fierce.  So far, that prediction has come to pass.  My 40min drive can easily turn into an hour.  A few times, I missed class altogether because of the snow.  I don't mind winter much, but now I'm starting to like it less and less.   

I have two weeks off for the end-of-the-year break.  None of us have anything planned.  Me and my Brother did our usual thing.  We also added some new homemade films to our collection.  Editing them is just as much fun as making them.  I've always loved our dynamic, me being smaller and him being bigger than me.  

Years ago, we were much closer in size, but now he's almost double my size.  I see it every time I edit one of our films.  It doesn't matter if it's a cute scene with us just cuddling together or something rougher, like him fucking me with my feet off the ground.  It's the way he wraps himself around me.  I almost disappear from the shot.  Zack loves it, too, and he's still growing.  

Brent came home for the break as well.  We were glad Vance got to see him again.  We were both worried that their long-distance relationship was becoming too hard on Vance.  I didn't see Brent until the second day.  Brent and Vance needed their alone time.  
I almost didn't recognize Brent at first.  His parents are conservative assholes.  His entire life, he's never been allowed to express himself.  His parents don't care if he uses his artistic skills to make money, but they don't want him to be an artist.   

Freedom has changed him.  He went a bit overboard with it, but in a way, it's who he's always been.  He dyed his grey coyote fur neon red and pink.  He has teal highlights around the edges of his ears, eyebrows, along his muzzle, and down his neck.  He must have at least 20 piercings, 8 in the left ear and 8 in the right.  All colors of the rainbow are there, but they're not in any particular order.  He has more in each eyebrow and a few studs in his upper lips.  

He still has many of the same clothes from high school, but now he has accessories like a leather collar, a few chains, and a black leather jacket.  His parents were beyond furious.  They weren't contributing to his education, so they lost all control over him.  I'm surprised they let him through the door.       

We didn't see Vance or Brent that much during our break.  We knew what they were up to.  Brent is still just as small as he was 5 months ago.  Vance got a bit taller in that time.  He might be 6 foot 6 now, but the real change is the amount of muscle he's put on.  He's a mediumweight now, although he's on the beginner's level.  

Vance isn't the only one who's still growing.  My Brother is 7 feet tall now.  My eyes were level with the middle of his chest a year ago, but now they're closer to the bottom.  Vance might be a low mediumweight, but Zack is definitely a heavyweight now.

Zack put on 40 more pounds of muscle compared to my measly 10.  I'm 190 pounds now, so I'm on track to reach my goal of 200.  It really is ridiculous how big Zack is for a 17-year-old.  My overly-muscled little Brother is now 340 pounds of prime-cut wolf.

His muscles aren't the only thing that's grown.  We had fun when we were younger, but I'm looking forward more and more to seeing him as an adult.  I almost can't believe his canine penis has grown to 15 inches.  He may not have the length of a hoof, but he more than makes up for it with girth and a knot that's too big for me to encompass with both hands.  

I figured I would have stopped growing or, at the very least, slowed by now.  So far, I'm 6 foot, and my body shows no sign of stopping.  When it comes to wolves, we're usually on the larger side.  Humans made us.  Our ancestors had no choice in the matter.  Smaller wolves were only small, so we wouldn't break them in the bedroom.  Large furs typically range anywhere from 6.6 up to 7.6 feet tall.  The giant furs are mostly hoofs.  The 8-foot-tall beast that were made to do the work of 20 men.   
 
Zack is already a full foot taller than me, and his hormones show no sign of letting up.  I have a sneaking suspicion he'll grow to be 8 feet tall or damn close to it.  My continued growth is a pleasant surprise.  So in a way, I'm glad.  There's no way I can keep pace with him, but if I can add at least 3 or 4 more inches before my body calls it quits, then I should be fine.   

* * *

The only bad part of part of winter vacation was the snow.  The snowpack was already up to my waist, but soon it was up to my neck.  We got hit by back-to-back blizzards.  Fortunately, both occurred when our Mother was off from work.    

Humans ruined the planet, and we're still living with the consequences of their irresponsibility.  It's why I like spring and fall so much.  It's the only time of the year when the weather isn't totally fucked up.  

Our Mother leaves for work at any minute.  Neither my Brother nor I will be sad to see her go for the night.  We finish clearing snow from the driveway just in time.  

I backed the snowblower into the garage.  Mine and my Brother's SUV takes up the previously occupied space.  There's enough room for it, but it's a tight fit.

I kill the throttle, and the noisy engine sputters to a halt while Zack hangs his snow shovel up on the wall.  We pretended to be good sons and waved goodbye as she backed out.  I watched as the red tail lights turned onto the main road and disappeared from sight.  Cleaning snow from the driveway is just one of our many household responsibilities.  I sigh as I head inside.  

I can't stand the thought that we have six more years of this shit.  I'm still monitoring our Mother's computer.  I don't catch her discussing my Brother and me very often.  Most of her conversations are about her latest hookup, how good he was, and when she can see him again.  

I only scan her text messages for any mention of Zack or myself.  I'm not interested in knowing any other details of her sex life.  I only paused to look over the dick pics that guys keep sending her.  Most of them are your average 6-9 inches.  Canines, felines, and hooves, she takes them all.  I'm grateful she doesn't bring her dates home.  It's obvious she hasn't loved us in a very long time.  We both think of her as nothing more than a roommate with parental rights.

I follow Zack's bushy black tail inside.  We wipe our feet and dislodge the snow from between our toes.  Neither of us zipped up our winter jackets, so removing them only took a second.  The rest of our clothes came off a second after that.  

Bowls rotate in the microwave.  We might be brothers, but we eat dinner together like a married couple.  We take our supplements and head into the basement to put our muscles through their daily abuse.

Lively music plays in the background, but not loud enough to drown out the sound of me yelling at Zack to do one more rep.  I almost can't believe we've been working out together in the nude for more than 3 years.  

Remaining focused is one of our strong suits, but we're also horney teenagers.  Seeing his body in action is more than enough to make my balls churn with anticipation.  We can only get away with it when our Mother is at work.  No matter how hard we focus, sex is always in the back of our minds on nights like this.  Often my control will slip, and the tip of my cock will poke out of my sheath.

It's almost 10pm when we near the end of our routine.  We worked out for 2 hours longer than usual.  Our schoolwork has been making it challenging to find time for the gym.  Winter break is the first time we have sat and watched TV in months.  Our Mother will watch more TV in one day than we watch in six months.

I push the barbell over my head while Zack spots me from behind.  We're almost done for the night, so my focus has started to wain.  It doesn't help that his huge balls are right above my eyes.

"Come on, Alex, give me one more!' he screams.  

My body has been on fire all night.  I'm spent, but I do as I'm told and give the larger wolf what he demands.  'Come on, Alex, one more let me see you work those pecs!'

I dig deep for the last bit of energy I have left.  I struggle as the bar touches my chest.  I hold it there as I catch my breath.  'Come on, Alex, I didn't say you could stop!  Come on, one more!" he yells at me.

It takes everything that I have left.  My lips pull back past my gums in a wolfish snarl.  My fangs are exposed, but Zack is the only one who sees them.  My Brother's hands are wrapped around the bar as I reach the peak.  He follows me as I lower it to my chest.  I'm grateful as he effortlessly takes it from me and hangs it up.

I lay there on the bench as I recovered.  I know my Brother all too well.  I know when he's messing with me and when he wants to play games.  It's Wednesday night, so it's our first opportunity to have sex during our winter break.  

He has the advantage at the moment as I'm too exhausted, and he knows it.  Zack squats down onto his hunches from behind my head.  He rubs his muzzle against my neck as his muscular arms fall across my chest.  I tilt my chin back and give him my throat.  He's a wolf; he knows what it means.  He paws and strokes my neck as he swishes his muzzle against my chest.  

I can feel him shaking from the force of his wagging tail.  He hugs me over and over while I take a minute to cool off.  We both know when it's time to have some fun.  He pets my belly.  He makes a show of running his fingers over my protruding abs.  The tips of his claws dance along my bony ribs.  My Brother slides his hand over my chest.  He hugs me with his other arm while he pulls against the bottom of my pecs with the other.

'I know you're not as big as me, Alex, but God damn, your muscles are getting big,"  says Zack as though he's stating a fact.

"Hey, I'm supposed to be the one in this relationship who does all the muscle worship," I tease.
My giant of a younger Brother hugs me again as he says.  "Yeah, I know, and you do a good job making me feel special.'

Zack rises to his feet and takes a step back.  I sit up and watch with curiosity as he caresses himself.  He bends his arm and grips his massive bicep.  His eyes flow over his body as he strikes a few poses.  His hand slides over his chest.  At first, I thought he was showing off, but I realized he was giving himself an examination.

'You know, Alex, I'm still not used to this," he says casually.

"Oh?" I say, trying to figure out what he's referring to.

"I know I'll get used to it eventually.  But it feels like I was a little pup just yesterday, and you were bigger than me.  My dream was to get big back then, but it almost doesn't seem real now that it's happened.'

My Brother pauses for a second as though he's deep in thought.  'I honestly never imagined I'd get this big.  I know I just became a heavyweight, but look at how fucking big my muscles have gotten.  And that doesn't even include how strong I am.  It won't be long before I'm lifting over 800 pounds.  And I'm easily the biggest wolf at school!"

I spread my arms wide and motioned to Zack to come in for a hug.  He doesn't hesitate and kneels in front of me.  He loops his arms around my waist, and I get my arms around his broad shoulders.    

"You really are the best little brother in the world, Zack," I say as I stroke his head.

He tilts his head back while his tail wags excitedly.  His ears fold flat against his skull, and he looks at me with his big puppy dog eyes.  "Yeah, except I'm 340 pounds of muscle and totally ripped."

"Fuck yeah, you are.  And don't forget your body belongs to me," I say teasingly.  

The bench creaks as I lean forward.  Without warning, I leap on top of my Bro and shove him to the floor.  He doesn't resist as I push him onto the rubber mat that covers the room.  

I'll give him a show if he wants to worship my body for a change.  I drop my rear on top of his stomach.  My bushy tail strikes his sheath as it swishes back and forth.  I put my hands on either side of his shoulders and put myself on display.  

I'm not 16 anymore.  Zack looks me over for a minute before clawed hands start to paw at my chest.  He exaggerates every caress as he makes a show of examining my 19-year-old body.  Usually, this is my job, but it's nice to be on the receiving end for once.     

Usually, he's the aggressor but not all the time.  I admit I prefer to bottom, but I'm also not afraid to mix things up.  I crack my jaws open and wag my long tongue at him.  He gets the hint and spreads his jaws wide.  I turn my head, and we clamp our jaws together.  I taste his saliva, and he tastes mine.

I break it off.  I have a feeling my Bro has more to get off his chest.  He's my mate as much as his Brother.  I want to hear everything that goes on in his head.  I press my snoot under his chin and rub my muzzle along his neck as I cuddle on his broad chest.  Strong arms wrap around me as he hugs me tightly.

Zack knows I'm having fun with him.  He comes at me with a few affectionate licks and says.  "Alex, you're such a pervert, and I love it."

I lick him back as I say.  "Hey, there's nothing wrong with that.'  

I rub my muzzle under his chin and snuggle against his chest.  'So, what do you want to do tonight?"

Zack laughs as though a great idea just came into his head.  "Let's do it in the snow!"

I join in his amusement at the idea.  "You know what?  That sounds like a great idea."

Zack follows me upstairs.  We gather our things and head into the garage.   I hit the button, and the door assends upwards.  I turn the light off, and the scene goes dark.  

We stop for a minute to take in the cold night air.  My breath swirls around my muzzle like smoke.  My ears pick out the faint sound of falling snow.  I can feel it landing on my black fur.  The driveway is still passable, but our work is quickly being undone.    

I'm a wolf, and my night vision is excellent.  The moon is hidden behind the clouds.  What little light there is reflects off the snow and illuminates the scene before me in a mix of black and white.

My fur isn't as thick as a true wolf, but it's enough to keep me warm in weather like this.  Cold air envelopes me, and it feels invigorating.  

Zack must feel it too.  The scene is too peaceful.  We climb over the snowbank and fall into the softer snow on the other side.  We sink into it.  
The cold is soothing.  I feel the stiffness in my muscles melt away.

We start slow.  Neither of us wants it rough tonight.  My Brother's black fur is quickly covered with white snow.  Our hot breath whirls around our jaws as he make out.  I feel the snow against my cock as it leaves the warm confines of my sheath.

Zack lets me go first.  I received the bottle of lube from the snowbank.  It's still warm.  The snow forms around us as I get on top of him.  It feels like we're floating as I get my arms around him.  I push my cock in slowly.  His heat feels incredibly comforting against the cold.

I thrust slowly.  A moan occasionally escapes his muzzle.  We shift in the snow and roll onto our sides.  I grip him tightly as I pick up speed.  I knot him and pause to take in the sensation of it swelling and locking us together. 

We change positions again.  Zack lets his knees sink into the snow.  He scoops it up and piles it in front of himself.  I tighten my grip as I start again.  

I wasn't in a hurry, but I got there far sooner than I expected.  I could have taken a break, but the cold felt too good to stop.  My frozen breath comes out of me like a dragon as I'm rocked by one orgasm after another.

Zack knows when I'm done.  He sinks deeper into the snow until we're almost completely buried.  I hold tight as the heat builds between us.
	
* * *

The year 5000 came to an end.  I felt special to have graduated on such a memorable year, but in truth, it's just a number. 

Brent asked to meet me for coffee the day before he left to go back to school.  I agreed, of course.  It started off friendly, as usual.

"I love the new you.  I bet your parents must hate it," I said with a soft chuckle.

"Oh, thanks, and yeah, they do.  I got something to tell you, and I didn't want you to hear it from someone else.'

Brent looks upset like he might cry, but he keeps his composure and says, 'I broke up with Vance."

"What, why?" I stammer in shock.

"I want to say it's complicated, but it really isn't.  We've always been friends, except we were never really a couple.  It was more about having fun, you know, sex.  I've met some people at school.'  

The small coyote with dyed fur and piercings clings to his coffee as he struggles with his words.  'I have more in common with the guys at school than just sex.  I'm not dating anyone else, but I want to.  I didn't want to, you know, cheat on Vance.  I still love him, but we have too many differences.  Plus, he's getting too big for me.  I'm done growing, but he's only getting bigger.  You remember that pic I showed you when we first got together?'

I nod.  Without saying a word, he takes out his phone and shows me a pic from a few days ago.  I only see it for a few seconds, but it's enough to relay the issue.  His cock is much bigger now than it was a year ago.  It has to be at least 12 inches, but the barbs are even more pronounced than I remember.

Brent stuffs the phone back into his pocket.  His nervousness begins to fade as he realizes I'm hear to listen and not judge.  'Don't get me wrong, I like it big, but he's way too big for me.  Felines are intense, but he's too intense.  The other day he paralyzed me from the waist down.'

I almost choke on my coffee as he tells me that.  He gives me a moment to recover, and he continues.  'I knew it could happen, so I knew not to call for an ambulance, but it was disturbing nonetheless.' 

He pauses momentarily as though he's reconsidering telling me this.  'When a feline fucks someone, there's a chance he can overstimulate his partner.  The bigger he is, the greater the risk.  It's like causing an overload.  When it happens, your nerves shut down, but it's only temporary.  For me, it felt like I had been tasered.  The paralysis only lasts for like 5 to 10min.  That was our first night together.  After that, he had to wear a barb guard.'

He sees the confused look on my face and adds, 'It's kinda like a condom with the top cut off.  It keeps the barbs from catching as he pulls back."

"How did he take it?" I ask with genuine concern.

His ears dip in shame.  He looks like he might cry again as he says, "Not so good.  He's so much bigger than me, so I easily forget he's only a junior.  I think he was a bit more into me than I was into him.  But I think he knows it wasn't going to work."

"Your parents know your gay?"  I ask out of concern.

His coyote fangs flash in disgust at the mention of his parents.  "They didn't ask, and I didn't come right out and say it, but yeah, I think they know.  But reality isn't their friend.  They don't know about me and Vance.  I suspect they think my experimentation only started once I left for college and not before." 

The subject moved away from the sad news.  We're still friends.  His transformation into his own person adds a pleasant twist.  I'm glad he's finally finding his own happiness in life.  

We talked about more pleasant things for a few hours, his new school, classes, and new friends.  The subject of his roommate came up.  He's a goat, and he's only slightly taller.  He plans to ask him out once he gets back.

I drove Brent home.  I pull up to the curb in front of his house.  I wasn't in the mood to go inside and put myself in the middle of his home life.  

I know I won't see him again for a long time.  I couldn't let him go without letting him know how much I cared about him.  I reach across the seat and wrap my arms around him.  I hug him and don't let go.  We've never embraced like this before.  It takes him a moment to realize what's happening.

I feel his arms wrap around me.  His claws press into my back.  Brent whimpers in my ear.  Emotions well up inside him.  He tries to hold it back but can't.  He starts to cry on my shoulder.                

We held each other.  Neither of us wanted to let go.  We part, and Brent wipes tears from his fur.  We talked just long enough for him to regain his composure and for his fur to dry.  He didn't want his parents to see him like that and start asking questions he didn't want to answer.  We said our goodbyes.   

When I got home, I told Zack what had happened.  He was shocked at first, but after a while, he understood why.  At least Brent had the decency to break it off now and not string him along for another 5 months or longer.

* * * 

The next day, Zack and I stopped by to take Vance to the gym and console him as best we could.  I drove up, Vance hopped in the back, and we could see he was down.  Before I could pull away, Zack jumped into the back seat with him.  I knew what was coming, so I pulled away before anyone could see what was about to happen.

My Brother wraps his arms around him.  Vance doesn't say a thing.  He starts to cry like a kitten.  Vance hugs my Brother, and Zack pets his head while he cries on his shoulder.  He must have been holding it in all night.  No doubt he didn't want his parents asking questions he didn't want to answer.  

I pull into the parking lot and park around the side where we can have some privacy.  I can tell that it hit him hard.  I've seen Zack cry but never a huge mountain lion.  Zack pulls him closer and makes some room.  I figure out what he's doing.  

I leave the front seat and join them in the back.  It's fortunate I had chosen a larger-size SUV.  There's just enough room for the 3 of us.  I wrap my arms around my friend from the other side.  

We stayed like that until his cries turned to sobs.  His tears dry up, but he doesn't want to leave.  Zack holds him until he finally finds the composure to speak.  "You guys are so great.  Thank you," he half sobs out the words.

Zack pushes him back so he can see his eyes and says, "Of course, Vance.  We're your friends.  We're here for you."

Vance starts to come out of it.  He realizes I'm sitting behind him.  He turns around and hugs me too.  He doesn't say a thing he doesn't need to.
He holds me for a moment, and I start to squirm.  He relinquishes his grip, and I turn my back to him.  I lean into him and grab his wrist.  He gets the hint and hugs me again.  More powerful wolf arms grab hold and pull all three of us together. 

We stayed like that until the sun went down.  Brent said Vance took it hard, but he obviously didn't know how hard.

The big cat begins to stir.  "I suppose I should go home."

Vance relinquishes his grip on me.  

Zack and I say, "You know we're here for you, Vance.  Whatever you need, just ask."

"I know, and thanks, guys."

I drive him home.  You'd never tell the giant cat had been crying for over an hour.  He composes himself and thanks us again for being his friends.  Neither of us wanted to leave him.  We want nothing more than to spend the night with him and keep him company.  The last time either of us spent the night at another furs house was when we were pups.  You could count the total number of times that happened on a single hand.   

* * *

Winter break ends, and it's back to business as usual.  Only things aren't as they were before.  Vance is still depressed, and it hasn't gotten any better.  He's still hangs out with us.  He still goes to the gym with us, but he isn't into it anymore.  He would often skip days or entire weekends altogether.  As expected, his grades started slipping, and he became more irritable. 

After a month, we start to worry.  Vance hasn't been himself, and we want him back.  Another month goes by, and he's only gotten worse.  He mentioned in passing that his parents are talking about putting him on antidepressants.  I think they're waiting to see if he snaps out of it on his own first, only they don't know the real reason why he's so depressed.

I want to help him.  I know how, but we'd be risking everything.  It isn't a decision I can make alone.  I get home from school.  I find Zack in the basement.  Yet another day Vance has skipped.  I wait for our Mother to leave.  I find Zack in his room doing his homework.  I take a seat on his bed.  He sees the look on my face.  He closes the book and joins me; the mattress creeks under his weight.

My ears dip, and my shoulders slump in worried thought.  "You know Vance isn't going to get any better, right?"

"Yeah, I know.'  Says Zack with a look of mutual concern on his face.  'You want to tell him, don't you?"

I nod and say, "Yeah.  I know we'd be risking everything, but I trust him."

"I think we should.  I think it's the only thing that'll bring him out of it, and I love him too much to let him slip away," my Brother says.

"You ready to have sex with him if he asks?"

Zack nods his head and says with confidence.  "Yeah, I am.  I want to help him out of his depression.  I want the old Vance back.  He'll only get worse if he starts medicating.  I want to see him well enough to find a new boyfriend, but there's always the chance he might want us to be his new boyfriends instead."

I sigh because I know he's right.  "I guess we'll figure it out once we tell him."

We wait for the next day.  Vance hadn't been to the gym all week.  It's Friday night, and Zack had to be extra persuasive to get him to go.  I join them after I get out of class.  I manage to stay for the entire torture session.  Vance went through his workout, but he wasn't into it.  I think he just wanted to stay home and forget with some mindless TV.  

It's dark out when we leave the building.  It started to snow while we were inside.  We see it falling under the street lights and feel it on our fur.  A few inches have already accumulated.  We walk by a hoof as he shovels the snow away from the entrance.   

Vance has always liked to walk home.  It doesn't matter that it's January and snowing.  Only now, I think he likes it because he wants to be alone.  

"Hey, Vance, before you head home, me and Zack want to tell you something.'  I see the worried look on his face and add.  'Don't worry; it's nothing bad."

I climb into the driver seat and let the engine warm up.  Zack joins him in the back seat.  I rehearsed it in my head a hundred times.  I don't remember much of anything from class today.  My mind was elsewhere.  It's not every day you tell someone you're gay and have been having sex with your Brother.

"We have something to tell you.  We'd like you to keep it a secret.  We know we're taking a huge risk telling you, but we trust you, Vance, and want to help.'

I see his expression shift as he slinks into his seat.  He thinks this will be another 'We're worried about you' talk. 
 
I know I look nervous as I gather my thoughts.  'We never outright lied to you or any of the other guys.  He just implied that we're straight and let you draw the conclusion we wanted, but we never lied you any of you.  I think it'll be easiest if I just come right out and say it.  Vance, I'm gay."

"And so am I," says Zack in turn.

Vance's expression changes to stunned disbelief in the next second.  He stares at us as his brain tries to process what we just confessed to.  "You guys aren't joking, are you?" he stammers in disbelief.

"No, we're not Vance," says Zack in a low voice.

And I continue.  "No, we're not joking.  We've wanted to tell you for a long time.  But the reason we didn't tell you is because we've been having sex with each other for a while."

"What, no way.  You two have been,' he trails off, unable to believe what he's hearing.  'Prove it.'

Zack and I give each other a look.  He has the right to know we're telling him the truth.  We know exactly how, but we've never done anything like this in front of someone before.  It's probably a good thing I never cleaned the snow off of the windows.  

I'm in the front seat, and my Brother is in the back.  It's a bit awkward.  We lean across the seat and lick at each other's muzzles.  I parted my lips and let his tongue slide across my fangs.  Zack does the same.  He grips my head, and I put a hand on his shoulder.  I go clockwise, he goes counter, and we lock our jaws together.  

You can see our tongues go from one mouth to the next and back again.  You can tell we've done this hundreds of times before.  The huge mountain lion stares at us with his jaw hanging open.

'Holy shit.  You guys aren't joking!" he stammers in disbelief.

I nod as I say.  "So yeah, that's why we didn't tell you and why we hope you'll keep it a secret.  So yeah, we've been committing incest for, like, the last three years."

I give him a moment to process.  "So you two have been having sex with each other all this time?" asked Vance.

It's Zack's turn to speak, and he says, "Yeah, Vance, we have.  You're our friend, and we love you.  You're the first person to find out we're gay.  You're the only one who knows what we've been doing.  We trust you.  To us, you're worth the risk.  We want to see you get out of your funk.  We know what kind of help you need.  We'll help you if you want it."

"What he's trying to say is.  We know why you're so depressed.  We both want the old Vance back.  So what I'm trying to say is, we'll have sex with you if you want to."

We both watch as his jaw drops again.  "You're serious, aren't you?  You know I've wanted to have sex with both of you for the longest time.  I honestly can't believe this is real."

"Yeah, we know.  So the whole incest thing doesn't bother you?" I ask.
"Oh, what no.  That doesn't bother me at all.  It's not like you two can get pregnant or anything.  Now that you mention it, I think it's kinda hot."

Zack adds.  "We don't want to hurt you, Vance.  So we're going to let you know ahead of time.  The two of us have been best friends since we were pups.  We're brothers, and we've imprinted onto each other.  It doesn't mean we don't like you; it just means that you'll never come between us.  We're brothers; you'll never have what we have."

"Yeah, I understand.  It's the same with my Brother; we're family.  Only I'm not having sex with him, but yeah, I understand."

"It's late.  I think it's best that you take the night and think about it," I say.

"Ahh, trust me.  I don't need to think about it, but you're right; it is getting late."

"I haven't figured out how to spend time together without raising suspicion.  I guess I'll have to think about that.  Our Mother has to work tomorrow.  We could spend some time at our house, but it would leave us little time."

"We could just have sex here at the gym,' the big cat says as though it was obvious.

We both stare at him.  Neither of us is willing to risk having sex in the public shower, plus there are big red signs that explicitly say no sex in public areas.  Neither of us wants to get banned.

He sees the confusion on our faces and adds.  'Brent and I used to have sex here at the gym all the time.  It was the only place we could get away.  That's where they make all their money.  You can't have sex in the public showers, no.  You'd get banned for that.  But they have privet showers in the back.  They advertised them as showers for people who want privacy, but that's not what they're really for.  You rent them for $15 for the first 10min and $2 for every 5 min after that.  Plus, you're only allotted a set amount of water.  So if you go over, they charge you for that too.  It can get expensive, but it's worth it."

"What, that's cool.  I didn't even know," I say.

"Yeah, one of the guys who works out here asked me if I wanted to join him.  That's how I found out about it.  And no, I didn't take him up on his offer.  And no, I don't need to think about it.  I do want to do it with you guys."

"So, how about tomorrow then?"

"Hell, yeah, it's a date," says the big cat with more life than I've seen from him in the last few months. 

I drove Vance home after cleaning the snow off of the windows.  His mood had taken a sudden about-face.  He seemed happy again.  We can only hope he gets back to his old self.
Our Mother was at work.  We were free to have sex, but for once, we didn't want to.  Our thoughts were elsewhere.  It's not every day we reveal such secrets.  We couldn't stop talking about what just happened.  

I slept with Zack that night.  There was no way I'd pass that up.  He always lets me lay on his chest for the first 20 minutes before he has to roll onto his side.  

I still haven't gotten used to my little Brother becoming a muscle-bound heavyweight.  Maybe I will once he stops growing and the years start to roll by. 

He wraps his arms around me.  His arms are heavy, and he isn't even squeezing me.  He rolls onto his side.  I use his bicep as a pillow and press my muzzle against his shoulder.  I slid my free arm around his ribs.  He gathers up the blanket and tosses it over the two of us.  He hugs me, and our combined body heat quickly warms the bed.  It's so cozy.  I can't wait for the day when we only need one bed. 

* * * 

I didn't sleep great last night, and neither did Zack.  We were both restless.  That's what happens when we don't jerk off at the minimum. 

The alarm clock goes off.  I knew it was going to happen.  I can feel the stiffness between my legs and the much larger one poking me in the back.  

I throw the cover off and find my bright red cock is out of my sheath.  I shake my Brother's cock, and he stirs.  He's 17 and still doesn't like getting up, and I don't blame him.

We both take a moment to take a piss.  This is also one of the added benefits of having a urinal.  I finish and let Zack take his turn.  He puts his 15-inch cock in the fixture and puts his hands on the wall.  He's still half asleep.  He yawns as he shoots a steam to the top from his fully erect cock.  The basin is nearly full before he finishes.  

We know the routine despite being half asleep.  We've been doing it for over three years now.  We make ourselves decent.  He goes back to his bed, and I return to mine.  You would think it would be impossible to get any sleep, being horny with a naked wolf lying next to you.  I hug my pillow and regret having gotten up.  

To compensate for our restlessness, we slept in late that morning.  It was almost 10am before we got up, which was late for us.  We're rested, but it takes much longer to get there if we don't jerk off the night before.  It's only a problem if an alarm clock wakes you up.  Fortunately, this isn't one of those days.

We get something to eat but don't go about our routine.  I texted Vance and told him we'd meet him at 2pm.  That's much earlier than usual, but I have a feeling he doesn't want to wait.  

A foot of snow fell during the night.  This winter is really getting on my nerves.  We need to clean the driveway first.  Doing these jobs keeps our Mother off our backs.  We can't use the snowblower.  It's too early in the morning, and it'll wake her up.  We both take a shovel and make quick work of it. 

We get some of our homework out of the way.  I don't know how late we'll get home.  We may end up hanging out with him until the last minute.  Like always, we leave our Mother a note by the door, not that she cares.  I toss our sex supplies in a gym bag and join my Bro in our SUV. 

I let Zack drive.  We don't talk much on the way there.  He's just as nervous as I am.  Zack pulls around to the side of the building, and Vance bounces up just as Zack turns the engine off.  Vance's mood is even better than before.

"You guys want to follow me?" says Vance excitedly.

"Sure," we both say in unison.

I grab the gym bag and follow behind the huge mountain lion and even larger black wolf.  We scan our IDs at the front desk.  The device beeps. 

The same hoof from yesterday is staffing the front desk and doesn't even look up from his phone.  We follow Vance to his locker.  He retrieves a bag, which we assume has his sex supplies.  We follow him as we walk past the exercise room.  

I never realized how much other stuff the gym has to offer.  I only cared about lifting weights.  We walk past a room with rock climbing and another that offers gymnastics.  There are classrooms for yoga and other meditative classes.  Vending machines packed with healthy snacks fill a large, inviting breakroom.  I make a mental note to check it out, as I'm spending too much money at the coffee shop next door.

We make our way to the back of the building.  The EMPLOYEE ONLY, area is off to the right.  We turn left and look down a long corridor with numbered doors.  We follow Vance down the long hallway.  I can tell which ones are empty by the green vacancy over the doorknob.  Other doors have a red no vacancy to let you know it's in use.

We follow Vance to the very last room.  He taps his gym ID against the mechanical lock, and it clicks.  We follow him inside.  He slides the bolt to let everyone know the room is occupied. 
 
Immediately my nose is assaulted by the smell of disinfectant and floral air freshener.  I can't tell which is stronger.  I know exactly how this room would smell if it weren't cleaned regularly.  

The room is narrow and deep.  A glass wall with a glass door looks into the largest shower I've ever seen.  There's a bench and plenty of hooks to hang your stuff on.  Rolls of clean towels fill a grid holder.  There's a rubber basket for used towels and another for regular trash.

Vance speaks up as though he's giving us a lesson.  "You use your ID to unlock the door.  It starts to charge you as soon as it unlocks.  A sensor in the hallway detects your card when you leave."  

The three of us stand there momentarily, unsure what to do next.  Vance isn't the take-charge type, but I am.  I casually walk up to him and put my arms around him.  I put my head against his chest and squeezed him tightly.  

Vance hesitates for a moment, but then I feel his arms around me and his chin atop my head.  He rubs his shorter feline muzzle against me, and I do the same.  He knows why I'm doing this, and it's not just to break the ice.  Zack joins us, takes Vance from behind, and gets his arms around the both of us.

We hold each other for a moment, and then I ask.  "So, did you ever think this would be happening?"

Vance squeezes me and says.  "To be honest, no.  All this time, I really did think you guys were straight.  I can't believe I never even asked."

I can't control it as my ears dip.  "Yeah, we're sorry about that."

"No, I understand.  After all, being gay isn't that big of a deal, but fucking your Brother might not go over well with everyone."

I rub my muzzle against Vance's collarbone, and we separate.  "You really don't care that we've been fucking do you?"

"To be honest, I'm jealous.  I can only imagine what it's like for the two of you.'  Says Vance as a thought interrupts him.  'Hey, you guys aren't going to fight over me, are you?"

I laugh and casually say.  "Naa.  One thing about us is we love to share.  Besides, we both know Zack would win that fight anyways."

I take a step back and remove my sweatshirt.  I keep going and pull my T-shirt off.  I make use of the numerous hooks.  I let my feline friend see my bare chest for the first time.

The mountain lion looks me up and down.  I walk up to Vance, and I unzip his sweatshirt.  He doesn't resist as I pull it from around his bulky shoulders.  I tossed it to Zack and slid my hands under his shirt.  I find the hard bulges on his stomach.  I grab the bottom of his shirt and lift the fabric over his head.

This is my first time seeing the huge mountain lion without cloth covering his chest.  The fabric didn't hide much, but it hid enough.  I take a moment to look him over and ensure he sees me doing it.

"Fuck me, Vance, you put on a lot of weight," I say with genuine surprise.
The big cat's ears twitch as he winces at the compliment.  I can tell he's not accustomed to such flattery.  
   
"Well, I can't take all the credit.  You guys really are great coaches,"  says Vance with pride.

Zack pulls his sweatshirt and T-shirt off.  In the next few seconds, all our clothes hang on the wall.  Vance's jaw drops as his eyes fall onto my Brother's naked body for the first time.  

"Holly fuck Zack.  You don't know how long I've wanted to see you with your clothes off.  I can't believe I'm best friends with the biggest wolf at school.  And his sexy little Brother, too,' says Vance, not wanting to leave me out.

I watch Vance's long feline tail swish across his bare ass as he opens the glass door to the shower.  My Brother and I follow behind him.  Technically it is a shower, but it's evident that's not its intended purpose or why it's such a money maker.  

One continuous bench wraps around three of the walls.  Each wall has a sprayer.  Suspended above our heads is a grid with numerous nozzles.  It looks sturdy enough that all three of us could hang from it.  

What gives it away as a sex room is the massive bed-size bench in the center.  All of the benches are covered in a thick gel pad.  No doubt bodily fluids wash right off.

All three of us are nervous when we shouldn't be.  Vance sticks out a retractable claw and taps a few buttons on the control panel on the wall.  My ears swivel at the sound of water surging threw a dozen or more nozzles.  A second later, water rains down on us.  

It's cool initially but quickly heats up until it's soothingly hot.  All three of us take a seat on the huge bed size bench at the center of the room.

Vance sits in the middle, with both wolves flanking his sides.  My ass sinks into the gel pad.  It feels weird, but I like it.  I snicker as I realize how great this thing must be to fool around on.  I make a mental note to consider getting one in the future.  I can only imagine how many people have made use of it.

Hot water rains down and soaks into our fur.  We all lean back and lift our muzzles toward the falling spray.

It's unlikely Vance will break the mood.  I can feel the tension, and I don't want the moment to end, at least not yet.  After today our relationships will never be the same.  

All three of us are turning a page in our lives and entering into something new.  It feels like we're becoming friends all over again.  This is something that shouldn't be rushed.  

We aren't pressed for time.  Sure, I'd like nothing more than to jump right into sex, but Vance isn't some stranger.  He's my Brother's friend, and he's my friend too.    

We take a long moment to enjoy the hot shower and each other's company.  Like the hot water, I want the realization that we're all naked and in the same room together to wash over us.  

The confined space heats up like a sauna.  I could sit here for hours, and we have the time.  None of us say anything; we enjoy the moment and the realization that our relationships are about to drastically change forever.  

I let the moment last longer than I should have.  Without saying a word, I adjust the sprayers and set them to mist.  The noise drops more than a few decibels as the dozen or so nozzles on the grid above our heads switch to a fine mist.  

I can see why this room is such a money-maker.  I realize I want one.  What I'd give to have an entire room dedicated to physical intimacy.  

I return to my spot alongside the huge cat.  I lean back, and my other two friends do the same.

I broke the silence.  "So Vance, I don't know what'll become of us after tonight.  I know we'll still be friends.  I think it's safe to say we all want more than that.  I have a plan for me and Zack.  It's one where we're together for the rest of our lives.'

I pause as I ponder my words.  'I don't know if this is something you want or if it would even work out.  We both want you in our lives beyond high school."

The mountain lion props himself up.  He looks at me and then at Zack, and then back to me again.  "You're serious, aren't you?"

I node.  A second later, Vance is on top of me.  His muzzle slides against mine as he gets his arms around me.  I return the hug.  It feels weird touching another male who's not my Brother.  

My hands slide up and down his broad back.  He's not as muscular as Zack, but his size doesn't escape my notice.  I can hear him whimper.  I can't tell if he's crying, not with the hot mist floating in the air. 

It takes a long moment for Vance to regain his composure.  I don't think he figured this was how this night would go.  I intentionally hold him until it's awkward.  

Vance starts to squirm, and I release my grip.  Vance never saw it coming.  Hands far stronger than mine, grab his shoulder and flip him onto his back.  340 pounds of wolf flop down on top of him.  Zack rubs his muzzle against the side of Vance's face, and he lifts his chin to expose his throat.  As predators, we know the gesture.         
  
My Brother's wet tail flings water as it wags back and forth.  "So what do you say, Vance?  Do you want to advance from best friend to boyfriend?"
This time Vance is overcome.  He grabs Zack's shoulders and effortlessly propels him to arm's length.  I know he's not as strong as my Brother, but it's easy to forget how strong he really is.  Zack leans out of the way, and I stick myself into the picture. 

"So what do you say?' I ask.

I hear it in his voice as he half sobs, "Yes, I want to be with both of you!"

Both of us lay down on top of him.  We keep some of our weight off.  We don't want to crush him to death.  I can tell that he's crying.  But it's because he's happy and not because he's sad.  

Brent never asked him to be his boyfriend.  Being asked for the first time has overwhelmed him.  Vance's crying gets Zack to whimper.  Sometimes I forget that he's younger than me.  A few seconds later, I'm whining with the other two beasts lying beside me.  

The whimpering slows and comes to a stop.  All three of us exchange an awkward 'Now what' moment.  

I decide to liven up the mood.  'There's one thing I've been dying to see, Vance.  You have to show us your dragon cock."

Vance's eyes widen in shock as he says, "Wait, how do you know I have a dragon cock?  Wait, did Brent tell you?"

I can't hide my fangs as I smile and nod.  "Yeah, he showed me."

The huge cat frowns.  "Damn it.  I knew I shouldn't have let him take pics of me."

"I don't think he meant anything by it.  If anything, I think he was showing off.  The only cock that I've seen is Zack's, and I've never even seen a cat's cock before.  At least not in real life."

"Alright, if you guys want to see what a mountain lion's cock looks like, you'll have to get off of me first."

Me and my Brother roll off of him, but we don't go far.  Vance stretches out like a cat on the large bench.  Now is the time for show and tell.  

Looking at our naked canine bodies is all that he needs.  He spreads his legs to give his friends a better view.  His balls are far larger than mine but not as large as my Brother's.  His sheath quickly expands, and the pointed tip comes out.  I feel some pride knowing the sight of us is enough to give my friend an erection.

Zack's jaw drops as he watches his friend's penis push past the opening.  He's only seen a feline cock in sex-ed videos, but none ever depicted the infamous dragon cock.  

Vance's cock is bright red.  It stands out against his cream-colored fur.  His barbs are so long that they overlap.  His cock is thick.  He has immense girth, just like my Brother.  Vance tries to impress us as he hisses and raises his hips into the mist-filled air.  

The feline's shaft keeps growing.  Seeing a pic for a few seconds doesn't do it justice.  The barbs really do look like scales.  I can see why they call it a dragon cock.  I can only imagine how it must feel when it retracts back inside his sheath.

Vance's cock swells to its full length.  He's a feline, so there's no flared tip like a hoof and no knot like a canine.  I'm 9 inches; he's got at least 3 inches on me.  He's big for a feline.  As far as size goes, he's no match for a hoof; none of us are, for that matter.  What he has are barbs, and his are the sickest ones I've ever seen.

"So what do you think?" asked Vance.

It's Zack's turn to chime in, so I let him answer.  "God damn, Vance, I know what a feline's cock is supposed to look like, but yours looks more like some crazy weapon.  And I see you're big, just like me.  All I can say is, holy fuck, I love it."

"Wait, how big are you?" Vance asks out of curiosity.

I laugh, and the other two furs turn their attention to me.  "Sorry, I wasn't laughing at you, Vance.  I just realized that in all this time, I've never been naked in front of another guy before.  It feels kinda weird.  And you're not just some stranger either.  I love it so much that we're all friends."

"Yeah, and it's even weirder for me.  I mean, come on, you two are brothers, and you fuck each other.'

Vance pauses and shakes his head in thought.  'I never saw that coming.  Don't get me wrong; I think it's hot as fuck.  And one of the craziest things to me is Zack, and you're the younger one.  You're more than twice the size of Alex.  I've been curious for a long time.  You have to tell me what it was like when you two were growing up?"

I can't help but snicker as I answer his question.  "Fortunately, we've been best friends since we've been pups.  But to tell the truth, we both love it.' 

I pause, turn my gaze to Zack, and let Vance see me do it.  'I watched him grow until he reached my height.  Then he shot past me like a weed.  And you should have seen how quickly he put on muscle.  Here I am, a normal wolf watching my little Bro turn into a huge beast."

At that, I decide the time for talk is over.  I can't resist messing with the big cat in my own way.  I lean forward and run my tongue down the length of Zack's lips.  Zack didn't expect it.  I turn my eyes back to Vance.  They both look a bit confused.  I turn back to Zack; this time, he takes the hint and lets me in.  Our jaws twist and turn.

"Holy shit, watching you two make out is hot as fuck." says Vance.

I lean back.  My tail can't stop wagging, as I say.  "Vance, you're my friend too, but I want you and Zack to go first."

The big cat props himself up.  "What, why?"

"Because you and Zack were friends before me, and I know how much you mean to him.'

I glance at my Brother.  His wet ears dip low, and he seems grateful for the consideration.  'But I have just one request first."

"Anything," says Vance without hesitation.

"Let me ride your cock first.  I promise I won't get you off."

Vance laughs and says, "Alright, as long as you promise."

Zack takes a seat on another bench to watch the action.  The big cat waits excitedly as I squirt lube into the palm of my hand.  I knew I would touch another guy's cock someday, but I didn't think it would be this soon.  I start at the base of his shaft and pull upwards.  

Vance hisses as my hand pulls against his barbs.  The lube disappears, and I apply more.  I think back to what Brent had said, and I'm almost too scared to sit on it.  I push my worry aside.  I'm larger than Brent; it should be fine.

I climb on top of my friend, but I'm not in a rush.  I catch him off guard as I sit on his belly.  I can't contain my excitement as my tail swipes at his cock.  I make a show of running my hands up his bulging abs.  

Other than my Brother, I've never felt up another guy before.  My fingertips slide along Vance's ribs.  I caress the thick muscle that covers his chest.  He entices me with a few subtle flexes.  

I feel my cock push out of my sheath as I give into the moment.  I lean in and lick Vance's lips.  Vance isn't a virgin.  He knows what to do.  He opens his muzzle, and our tongues meet for the first time.  I lean in closer, wanting more.  Vance wants the same.  Clawed hands slide up my neck as we embrace.  

I only pull back because my jaws begin to ache.  I turn and smile at Zack.  His sheath is plump, and the tip is poking out.  I imagine this has to be weird for him as he watches me make out with another guy.

Vance's eyes widen as he sees what I have between my legs.  I'm not as big as he is, but I'm the biggest he's seen.  That is until Zack takes his turn.
 
Vance knows what's coming next.  I scoot backward.  My feet sink into the gel pad as I position myself above the tip of his cock.

I take my Brother's cock all the time, so this should be easy.  I lower myself onto the tip.  It breaks through my ring with ease.  I drop down until my rear comes to rest on his crotch.

Vance's eyes go wide, and I figure out why.  Brent said it was a struggle for him.  Getting down is the easy part.  I have a feeling going back up will be a different story.  There's only one way to find out.

I lifted myself up the length of Vance's barb-covered shaft.  Vance hisses, and I bere my fangs as I feel his barbs scrape against my insides.  I don't know what to make of it, so I give it another try.

The third time is even more intense.  Vance doesn't have a knot, but his barbs more than makeup for it.  I take a lower stance as I get into a rhythm.  I can feel every barb scrapping against my insides.  It's the most intense thing I've ever felt.  I began to understand why Brent was having such issues.

Vance's hisses turn into moans.  I've had enough experience to know when another male is getting close.  I slow and come to rest on his hips.  I lay on him, and we kiss again.  Saliva hangs from our jaws as I pull away.  I run my hand through his fur in a gesture of appreciation.  

I whisper.  "Damn, Vance, now I can't wait to have you on top of me."

Vance smiles, and I can almost see him contemplating it.

Vance's cock is so much different from a canine's.  His barbs bring stimulation to a level I never thought possible.  After what I just felt, I can see why Brent ended up with temporary paralysis.   I can almost picture Vance giving it to the small coyote.     

I lift myself off the bench and turn things over to my Brother.  They've been waiting for this for a long time.  I take a seat to watch.

Zack climbs onto the bench and kneels in front of his friend.  I smile to myself as I watch my Brother tease the big cat.  Zack takes advantage of his wet fur and shows off his muscular body.  I know the feeling as Vance can't stop staring.  

I know what's coming, but Vance doesn't.  Inch after inch of verdant red shaft pushes out of Zack's sheath.  I almost laugh at the expression that comes over Vance's face.  Zack's knot pops out of his sheath and into the steamy air.  He spreads his legs to show off his 15-inch cock to his feline friend.

Vance can't take his eyes off it as he says with disbelief.  "Damn, Zack, I figured you were big, but I didn't think you'd be that big."
"I know, right,"  I say from the sidelines.

Zack is too eager.  He crawls over Vance.  They exchange a few muzzle rubs and then a few licks.  I don't even think about it as I stroke myself in tune with the action.  It feels weird and exciting as I watch them wrap their jaws together.

My two best friends take it slow.  We know we have plenty of time.  Clawed hands caress muscular limbs as tongues flow back and forth.  The two overly muscled furs trade positions as they roll around the large bench.  Zack lets Vance get on top of him.  I stroke myself as they caress each other's bodies.

Zack applies more lube to Vance's cock.  The implication is clean.  There's a brief intermission as Vance puts the bite guard in his mouth and rubber sheaths on his retractable claws.  

This is their first time.  They keep things simple.  Zack's knees sink into the gel pad that covers the huge bench.  He gets on all fours and raises his tail, inviting his feline friend to join him.

As Vance sniffs at my Brother's rear, I can smell pre leaking from me.  I lick it from my fingers as Vance licks at my Brother's rear.  Zack's wet tail wags back and forth as the huge mountain lion works his tongue between his crack.

I get a sense that Vance is a lot more experienced than I first thought.   I can only imagine what he did with Brent.  

Vance climbs on top of the larger black wolf; his biceps swell as he gets his arms around him.  Vance nuzzles him and says.  "You ready?'

Zack lifts his rear and nods his head.  I lick more pre from my fingers.  Muscles bulge through cream-colored fur as Vance pushes into someone larger than himself.  

My Brother moans as Vance pushes his 12 inches inside him.  I feel a bit jealous as Vance elicits a moan from the larger wolf with his first thrust.  I can't hide my smile as I realize Zack is finally going to feel what it's like to be fucked by someone his own size.

Vance pulls back.  Zack groans and shudders as Vance's barbs lance his insides and peck at his hole.  Vance's muscular rear clenches as he thrusts again.  

The big cat starts slow, then picks up speed.  Vance's claws press into my Brother's side, and I see him take notice.  

Vance comes to a sudden stop.  'I'm not too rough, am I?"

"No, Vance, you're fine.  I'm plenty big enough; you don't need to hold back."

A look of relief comes over his adorable feline face.  I get the sense that he's been waiting to cut loose for a long time.  Feline muscles tense, and he starts from where he left off.  

Muscles ripple across Vance's body as he slams into Zack with all his strength.  I can't help but smile as Zack has to use his strength to keep from being knocked over.  

Claws dig into black fur.  I didn't think Vance was that close as he clamped his jaws around my Brother's shoulder.  It surprises him as well.  I'm even more surprised as he bites with every thrust.

Drool hangs from Zack's jaws.  I've never heard him moan so loud before.  It looks like he enjoys getting fucked by a larger guy, after all.  

Vance bits Zack's other shoulder, then the back of his neck.  I can tell he's getting close.  I watch the big cat orgasm as if right on cue.  Vance growls as he bites the wolf beneath him as hard as he can. 

Vance's tail twitches as he pumps his seed.  He doesn't have a knot.  There's nothing to dam up the exit.  At first, I smell it, but then I see a puddle of white spreading out beneath their legs. 

Vance unclamps his jaws as he pulls out, and the two overly muscled-furs collapse.  Vance hugs my Brother and snuggles against him.  The big cat starts to pur.  His purring grows louder and louder.  I forgot felines could do that, and it makes me smile as I see how happy he is.

Vance begs for Zack's attention as he rubs his muzzle under my Brother's chin.  Zack relents, and they exchange a few affectionate licks.  It's obvious what Vance wants now.  

Zack rolls onto his back.  It's Vance's turn to apply lube.  I can only imagine what Vance must feel as he greases a wolf's cock for the first time.  I don't know how big Brent's cock is, 6 inches, maybe 7.  Going from that to a massive 15 inches has to be a hell of a shock.

Vance's curiosity has gotten the better of him as he works the lube slowly.   I catch the bottle as he tosses it to me.  He acknowledges my presence with a cute smile.   

The two beasts engage in some soft foreplay, but it's short-lived.  They trade positions, and this time it's Vance's turn to lift his tail.  

Zack lays his chest on Vance's back and speaks softly into his ear.  "I'll be gentle.  If I get too rough, just say so, and I'll stop."

Vance nods as a deep purr continues to emanate from his throat.  Zack readies himself.  Black fur almost completely envelops Vance's cream-colored body.  Zack arches his back, and the tip of his cock finds the feline's hole.  

Vance's eyes go wide as Zack forces his way inside.  His jaws hang agape as he drinks in the sensation of being penetrated by someone larger than a coyote.
Vance shives as Zack goes deeper.  There's no way Brent went that deep, and it shows on his face.  Zack hilts him up to his bulbous knot.  He licks at Vance's ears while he gives him a moment to realize how much is inside him.

Zack starts slow out of concern for his friend.  I've seen his body in action in our homemade movies.  But it's completely different seeing him in real life.  Muscles ripple against wet black fur as he thrusts in and out.

I know my Brother all too well; he's just getting started.  Zack rolls onto his side and takes Vance along for the ride.  Zack began soft, but he was growing increasingly rougher with every thrust.  Both furs start to moan as they change positions again.

I didn't expect it, and neither did Vance.  Zack pulls out and spins the big cat around.  He squats down, gets his hands behind Vance's legs, and lifts his paws from the floor.  Vance's eyes widen as he realizes how strong his canine friend really is.

I know this position all too well.  How many times has Zack fucked me where my feet never touch the floor?   

This is something new for Vance; the amazement shows on his face.  There's no way Brent could do this.  Vance wraps his legs tightly around the larger wolf's waist and gets his arms around his neck.  The cat's expression says it all.  It says, even more, a second later as Zack invades his hole once again. 

Zack effortlessly holds up the huge mountain lion.  I get a new appreciation for his strength as I watch muscles ripple up and down his body as he thrusts.  One fur moans while the other grunts.  Zack gets rougher with each thrust, and Vance wants more.  

I suddenly wish I were recording this.  Maybe Vance will want to make some homemade sex videos with us.  I'll have to remember to ask him someday.

Zack hugs Vance tightly against his chest.  My Brother gives into his ego, but it's all for fun.  He wants to feel the big cat's pleasure as he writhes against him.  

Zack stops and pushes his knot against Vance's hole in an all too suggestive manner.  He loosens his grip only to heft the big cat into the air again.  It takes Vance a second to realize his overly muscled best friend is showing off.

Vance eagerly plays along.  Hands tipped with retractable claws caress the wolf's thick neck.  Zack tightens the muscles in his upper body.  My Brother's thick pecs ripple against Vance's chest.  Vance leans in for a kiss while his clawed hands squeeze Zack's shoulders and arms.

Zack lifts Vance into the air and pulls his lupin cock out.  As engrossed with each other as they are, Zack still cares enough not to leave me out.  He steers the big cat in my direction.  I lean back as Vance is pushed into position above me.
This close to the action, I can't help but reach up and caress Vance's wet fur.  He smiles down at me as the larger wolf envelopes him from behind.   
Vance's body shudders as Zack pushes in again.  

The big cat writhes in pleasure inches from my face.  I join in as I slide my hands over his body and can feel the force of my Brother thrusting into him.  

I can't help myself as I feel his chest with one hand and pump my cock with the other.  I know it's coming.  I'm surprised he's lasted this long.  

Vance's jaws spread wide as his feet almost lift from the floor.  His long fangs flash as he hisses from the sudden pain as Zack forces his knot into him.

Vance has been with a canine before.  He knows all about our knots; only he's never taken one quite as big.  His eyes go wide as it starts to swell inside him.   

I stroked myself one time too many.  Vance looks down at me to watch as I spray cum all over his chest and the wall behind me.  Vance smiles at me as he cups his hand over my cock.  Semen oozes from between his fingers.  He lifts his hand to his jaws and licks it from his fingers.  I last for a long time, even when masturbating.  Vance has just enough time to come back for more.

My Brother waits for me to finish before he starts again.  Vance's feet are lifted from the floor.  I slumped lower in my seat.  Muscles ripple across the big cat's body as he uses his strength to keep himself from being bowled over.  Both furs groan, and mone in pleasure as Zack gives him the full extent of his wolfhood.

From my position, I can see Vance's belly bulge outwards as Zack's cock plunges deep before withdrawing.  Zack claws at Vance's sides.  The rubber sheaths covering his claws keep Vance from being shredded. 

Zack bites down hard on Vance's shoulder.  The big cat hisses as hot semen is blasted into him.  

Semen leaks from Vance's cock and drips onto my lap.  Zack finishes with round one.  Both furs are exhausted.  Zack pushes deep, lits Vance off the floor, and carries him onto the large bed size bench at the center of the room.  

Zack rolls onto his side and takes the big cat with him.  Vance lifts his arm and invites me to join him.  I rushed forward and slid my back along his cum covered chest.  A muscular cream-colored arm wraps around me.  

I don't know how long we stayed like that.  Zack can knot for a long time.  I'd say it had to have been 40 minutes at least.  We were so lost in the moment that none of us wanted to talk.  There'll be time for that some other day.

Zack tugs at Vance.  His knot comes out with a loud slurping pop.  Semen gushes out from between them.

Vance rolls over and sees the pool of cum spreading outwards in all directions and says.  "Holy shit, what a mess."