The Year 5000: Chapter 4: The Club House
By
Varos

Sunset is quickly approaching.  The sky is streaked with pinks and reds.  Two furs who are modeled after wolves, watch from the livingroom window with anticipation as their mother’s car pulls onto the main road and disappears from sight.  

“It’s a good thing my birthday is only a few weeks away,” I say.

“What, why’s that?” ask my brother.

“Because I just used the last of the money on my giftcard to buy more lube and cum cleaner.  But don’t worry we should have enough to last us until Mom gives me another giftcard for my birthday.  You’ll be out of luck if we run out.  I’ll be fine.  I mean, you can take me dry no problem, but lets face it there’s no way in hell I’ll be able to take your giant cock without lube.  I might be all stretched out now, but I’m not that stretchy.”

Zack snickers and says, “cum cleaner?  And where are you getting it from?”

Zack follows me into my room where I hide all of our supplies.  I retrieve a bunch of bottles from the hiding spot in my closet and hand them to him.  Zack has seen the lube before, that’s nothing new.  He holds the other two, one in each hand and examines them.  

“The big bottle is shampoo.  It’s made specifically for cleaning cum out of your fur.  The smaller spray bottle is the same thing, but it’s meant to be sprayed on and wiped off with a damp cloth.  I figured the smaller one would be good to take out to our little club house.  And they’re both unscented to.’  I pause and add.  ‘And I’ve been getting it from the store down the road from the school.”

“What, how?” ask Zack.

“I walk there during lunch.  It’s not that far.  I use the self check out, so no one even knows I’m buying it.”

“Hey, I know it’s Friday, but do you want to try out the club house for the first time?” ask my not so little, little brother.

“You know I was just thinking the same thing.  It’s like you’re my twin or something,” I say jokingly.

We laugh together as we rid ourselves of our clothes.  The sun is still up, but it’ll be down in about 30min or so.  I pack the new the spray, the bite guard, and the rubber sheaths for Zack’s claws in a small cloth bag.  I sling it over my shoulder and we head out into the backyard.

Winter might be over, but the trees are still just as naked as we are.  Anyone could see us.  I still feel mischievous, even though there’s no one around to catch us, which is the point of going out in the nude.  We find the old trail behind our house.  We turn right and follow it heading north.  

I take a moment to watch my brother’s movements without his clothes to hide the truth.  I watch his arms swing.  His fur is solid black just like mine.  The fading light catches on his shoulder blades and on the rows of muscles that are plainly visible throughout his wide back.  I’ve seen my younger brother naked enough to know just how big and well muscled he really is.  We’ve gone on walks together hundreds of times before, only this is the first time we’ve done it naked.  I can’t resist the opportunity to study his body.  My eyes flow downwards from his powerful back to his adorably thinner waist.  His bushy tail swishes across solid muscle with each step.  The bulges in his legs expand and contract every time his feet leave the ground.  Without warning I leap onto my brother’s back and wrap my arms around his neck, and then my legs around his waist.

“Give me a ride?” I ask playfully.

My overly muscled younger brother grabs hold of my legs and hoist me up.  I adjust and tighten my grip.  

Zack eagerly says, “Sure,’ as he lifts me up and down testing my weight.  ‘God damn Alex it’s like you don’t weigh anything at all.”

I can hear the amusement in his voice.  I know he’s teasing me and I can’t help but to stroke his ego just for the fun of it.  I tighten my grip around his neck and rub my muzzle between his long pointed ears and say, “hey, I’m 100 pounds of muscle and you know it!”

“Haha that’s all?  I lift dumbbells that weigh more than you do.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know you do.  And you don’t need to keep reminding me.’  I pause in mid thought and add.  ‘You know on second thought why don’t you remind me.”

Zack chuckles to himself.  He enjoys these little games just as much as I do.  “Lets see where do I even start.  For one your not very big for a big brother are you.  I mean come on Bro, I’m 2 years younger than you and I got 7 inches on you.  Yeah that’s right, the little brother isn’t so little anymore is he!’ he pauses for emphasis and continues.  ‘100 pounds my ass, pifftt,’ he snorts.  ‘And I’m growing way faster than you are.  I put on 20 pounds of muscle in just the last few months!  You might have forgotten, but I’ll remind you anyways, I’m 160 now!  So yeah I got 60 pounds on you, and I know you can feel that it’s all muscle can’t you?”

“Yeah I can feel it.  God I love hearing you brag.”

“You want to hear me brag? Well then how about this.  How about the fact that I’m only 14 and I have a 13 inch cock between my legs.  Or the fact that my knot is bigger than a softball.  Or the fact that you can’t even get your hand around my giant red cock.  Or the fact that just one of my testicles is bigger than both of yours put together.  And what do you have between your legs hu?  6 inches at most.  So how’s that for bragging!”

“God, I think this is going to be a fun night,” I say as I give him an approving squeeze.  

Zack gives me a piggyback ride.  I could carry him but not all the way.  My weight doesn’t even slow him down.  He carries me like I’m nothing more than a towel tossed over his shoulder.  I enjoy the cool night air and the warmth of his body against my fur.  Our black fur blends into the approaching twilight as long shadows fall all around us.  The sky is mostly pink now, but it’ll be black soon.  It’s a short 20 min walk.  This is the first time I’ve ridden on his back.  I feel the motion of his body, and each step he takes.  I can feel his muscles at work as he carries me.  It gives me a better sense of his size and strength.

We make it to the abandoned house.  The pinkish sky has darkened and turned to purple.  An owl hoots in the distance.  Spring hasn’t fully taken over yet, the cooling air has a faint hint of pine.  It took almost the entire week to get our little club house ready.  Technically we didn’t steal the bed and couch, the recliner, or the table and chairs.  It was put out for trash day, so technically it wasn’t stealing.  That night it took 4 trips to haul it all up the road and to the abandoned house.  I have to admit that my little brother’s strength came in handy.  The abandoned house is almost an exact copy of ours.  After we removed all the dead bugs and did a little cleaning, we set everything up in the livingroom.  I did steal a vinyl cover and some sheets for the mattress from our mother’s horde of random junk.  I took it from the bottom of the pile.  She buys so much crap she won’t even know that it’s gone.

Zack sets me down.  His breathing is normal.  He never even broke a sweat.  I follow him inside.  I toss the bag on the stolen table.  We had removed the plywood that was covering the windows on the rear and sides of the house, but didn’t touch the front.  We still want it to look abandoned when seen from the road.  The sun has sunk below the horizon.  The light is fading fast, but we’re wolves, and we can see fairly well in low light.

I walk up to my brother when his back is turned.  I run my hands up his strong backside, and over his broad shoulders.  I reach around and paw over his rock hard abs and over his bony ribs.  He growls at me.  I get excited.  He wants to play rough tonight.  We have this place all to ourselves.  We can get as wild as we want and no one will ever hear us.  We don’t have to worry about breaking anything, or making a mess.  How wild he wants to get is the question.

My hands flow over my Bro’s chest.  I trace the curves of his bulging pecs.  My finger tips slide up the middle of his chest.  His chest ripples like a horse with an itch.  I let his pecs take my hands for a ride.  The larger black wolf turns around and grabs hold of my hips.  He tightens his grip and lifts me to his jaws.

My feet dangle in midair.  I fall into the role that suits my smaller size.  I want to submit to him.  I tuck my ears flat against my skull.  I put my muzzle under his chin and whimper.  I cower as I lick the side of his face.  His lips pull back in a snarl and I lick his fangs.  He takes a few steps and tosses me onto the large couch.

This is our first time having sex outside of the house.  I want this to be a night to remember.  I want to see how wild he can get, but I need to drive him to it.  He pushes me down, only this time my ears pop up and I push back.  It’s a challenge.  He gets on top of me and pins me down.  I fight back as hard as I can.  It turns me on knowing that he’s 2 years younger than me and so much stronger.  I feel it set in as we begin to wrestle like we’re pups again.  He lets me struggle, then all of the sudden I see his muscles tense, and I can’t move my arms no matter how hard I try.

I know I probably shouldn’t, but I want to make him angry.  I might be smaller and weaker than him, but I do have a few moves I can try.  My arms are pinned but my feet are free.  I know better than to actually hit him.  This is just for fun.  I don’t want this to go that far.  I’m flexible enough to get my leg against him belly.  His expression changes, as he feels my foot press into his stomach.  I push hard and managed to get him off of me.  His expression tells me that he didn’t expect it.  I make use of his overconfidence.  He fumbles backwards and it’s my turn to impress him.  I get my arms around him and put my weight into a take down.  I sweep his leg and twist at the same time.  I fall with him as he slams to the floor.   I get on his back, but he quickly lifts himself upwards in an attempt to regain his position.  I grab hold of one of his arms and pull it behind his back, and roll him onto his side.  I get my legs around him and complete the hold.  To my surprise I actually pulled it off.  Despite his greater strength there’s not much that he can do.  

“Ahh man Zack, we haven’t done this in so long.  I forgot just how much fun this was.”

In a huff he says, “I can’t believe you pinned me.  You know you can’t hold me like this forever right.”

I laugh in his ear and say, “You remember the last time we wrestled?”

“Yeah I remember.  And I remember back then you were bigger than me, but it’s not that way any more is it,’ he says with a sinister chuckle.  ‘But now the tables have turned.  Now I’m bigger than you.  And what do you have to say about that?  Now I have way more muscle than you do, and now I’m stronger than you are.”

The truth of what he just said turns me on.  I feel his strength being put to use.  He begins to pull his arm out from behind his back.  I struggle to hold it in place.  I can feel his strength and I know I can’t stop him, at least not without taking this somewhere I don’t want to go. 

Zack pulls his arm free.  The tables have indeed turned, or at least that’s what I let him think.  He pulls himself free, and rises to his feet.  I can’t hide the smile on my face as I wrap my arms around his legs and twist.  He goes down again.

We roll around the floor and smash into the furniture in a mock fight.  We both know it’s just for fun.  After the first few losses he regains his position and wins the rest of the engagements.  In truth I didn’t try as hard after that.  I just wanted him to feel the thrill of winning and it worked.

Zack slams me onto the couch and gets on top of me.  I like the position.  He snaps his jaws in front of my face.  His teeth strike with such force that it sounds like a gun shot.

“This time I want you to hurt me,” I whisper.

“Humm how badly?” ask my little brother seductively and with a bit of excitement at the prospect of rough sex.

“Like no bite guard bad.”

I see the fight drain out of him at the thought of doing real damage to me and he says, “You know I can’t do that Alex.  You know I can’t stop myself from bitting.  I just can’t help myself.   I could really hurt you!”

“Like this.’

Zack watches in disbelieve as I impale the tips of my own claws into my shoulder.  I let blood pour over them and soak into my fur.  I hold my hand up to his face.  I see him catch the scent of fresh blood, my blood.  

‘Go ahead,’ I say.

He hesitates at first, then grabs hold of my wrist.  His tongue slides over and around my claws.  I present my shoulder to him.  There’s a moments hesitation.  His tongue slides through my blood soaked fur.

‘We can’t do this all the time.  Don’t worry it only took a few days to heal the last time.”

“Yeah but I didn’t bit that hard last time.  Tasting your blood was the only thing that stopped me from taking your arm off.”

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to,” I say.  

“I love you Alex.  I don’t want to hurt you.  I know that I can get really rough sometimes.  But I know you can take it.  But you really can’t take me if I were to go completely crazy.  I could easily kill you.  Technically I should be fucking guys my size or bigger.  Someone like that might be able to take it if I start to bit and twist.  Last time I bit you, I knew I was bitting you, but I just couldn’t stop myself once I started.  I wanted so badly to rip a piece out of you.  Tasting your blood was the only thing that stopped me.”

“You feel violent every time we fuck?” I ask.

“No, only when we do it rough.  Don’t get me wrong I love getting rough with you, but it’s only because I know that I’m not really going to hurt you, or even worse kill you.’

The mood has shifted.  I grab hold of Zack’s shoulders and hug him.  He relents and falls onto my chest, and I squeeze him even tighter.

‘Even though I’m bigger than you Alex, your still my big brother.  I love you,’ he begins to sob I can hear it in his voice.  ‘I couldn’t live with myself if I really hurt you.”

I squeeze him and stroke his head while he rubs his muzzle under my chin.  He’s not there yet but he is almost twice my size.  It’s easy for me to forget that he’s only 14.

My eyes begin to tear up.  I try to keep it from my voice but I can’t as I say, “I’m sorry Zack for suggesting it.  I didn’t realize it could be that dangerous.”

He stifles his tears and says, “that’s okay Alex.  I know we’re still figuring this out.  I know you just wanted to give me a good time.  Don’t worry I’ll still be rough with you.  I just need to use the bite guard and the sheaths for my claws.”

We lay there in the darkness together until bluish light starts to shine in through the windows.  I break the silence and say, “humm I didn’t realize it was a full moon tonight,’ Zack sees it to and  I add.  ‘How about we trade places.  You really are freakin heavy Zack.”

I can see long white fangs in the moonlight as he smiles at me.  He gets off of me and walks over and lays on the stolen bed.  It does have a new covers on it, so it’s not that gross.  I lay down on top of him.  I put my muzzle under his chin and he wraps his muscular arms around me.  

“I’m sorry Zack I keep forgetting that your only 14.  We really are just stupid teenagers aren’t we.  We really don’t know anything do we.”

“No I guess not.  But I hope we can figure it out together,’ he pauses.  ‘You know that night when the power went out?” he ask.

“Yeah.”

“What did you think when I climbed into bed with you?”

“Well we hadn’t really touched each other, at least not like that in years.  It was a bit of a shock at first, but I just couldn’t say no to you.  I couldn’t believe how good it felt to hold you again.  I’d seen how much weight you put on, but it was even more of a shock feeling your body against mine after so many years.  The whole time I was thinking to myself, holy fuck my little brother really does have a lot of muscle.”

“You know I only started working out because I wanted to impress you right.”

“Yeah I know.  And I know I’ll never catch up to you.  You’ll always be bigger than me.  You know when you started growing I just couldn’t believe it.  You got so tall so fast.   You caught up to me in no time and all I could think was, wow my little brother, my actual little brother, is as tall as I am.  And then you kept growing.  I had to look up to see your eyes.  And then you started working out.  You were just a skinny pup at first, but you filled out so fast.  I was like holy shit he’s going to be bigger than me in no time.  I never would have helped you Zack if I hated you.  I just loved watching your muscles getting bigger and bigger.  I don’t want you to stop.  I want you to get as muscular as you possibly can.  I honestly can’t wait until your 18.  I’ve no doubt you’ll be a heavyweight by then.”

“You know you’re the only one who’s seen me cry,” says Zack.

“I know.  So do you want to try this again?”

“Yeah sure.”

“Do you want to go rough or soft?” I ask.

“O, I definitely want to go rough, but just not the rip you to pieces rough.”

“Haha, alright.”

I fall back into character again.  I pick up where we left off, minus the part where he could almost kill me.  Moonlight adds some illumination to the dark room in the abandoned house.  I whine as I lick at his muzzle.  He relents and lets me inside his mouth.  I knew it was coming.  I yelp as he slams me onto my back and forces himself on top of me.  His fangs slide across my chest and I turn away.  He gives every indication that he’s about to put me in my place, in the way that only an alpha wolf can.

His cock surges out of his sheath and so does mine.  I lube him up, but don’t bother with myself.  He’s going to mount me first, it’s what the alpha does.  I want this to be his night.  We don’t talk, we only make wolf noises at each other.  He growls at me and I cower on the floor.  He stands over me and I lick his feet.  He lets me go higher.  There’s so many bulging muscles in his legs.  My hands greedily try to feel them all.

I stick my muzzle under his balls and sniff.  He spreads his legs wider and I lick one testicle and then the other.  His black fur only helps to exaggerate his proportions.  In the last 5 months I’d never licked his balls, and he realizes it to.  How could I have missed something like that.  It shows that we’re still learning.  Each testicle is easily the size of a baseball.  It’s why he can produce so much semen.  I can only get one of his balls in my jaws.  My mouth isn’t big enough to take both of them.  My teeth are sharp.  I of course don’t dare squeeze, but I know his balls are as hard as a rock.  His sack is stretched around them so tightly that I can clearly make out each one.  They look like they should be on a bull and not on a 14 year old wolf.  

I leave his balls soaking wet and work my way higher.  I lick his sheath.  It’s just as swollen and just as hard as the rest of his cock.  I wrap my jaws around his huge knot.  I’m debating if I should get down on all fours or wait for him to force himself on me.  I get my answer sooner than I expected.  

My brother growls at me and forces me down onto the mattress.  I willingly submit as he puts me down on all fours.  He leaves me there waiting as he puts the mouth guard in and the sheaths on his claws.  He mounts me like a real wolf.  His arms grab at my waist and pulls me onto his cock.  The pointed tip goes in.  He isn’t gentle.  I’ve had more than enough practice.  There’s no pain any more.  All I feel now is the sensation of being stretched open, and the realization that my little brother has his canine penis inside me.

He drives it into me, but not all the way.  He thrust slowly, and doesn’t spare his strength.  He can only get his knot in if he applies constant force, but he’s not there yet.  He pulls back and thrust into me as hard as he can.  His knot stretches me, but doesn’t go in all the way.  I can tell that he’s punishing me.  He’s letting me know who the alpha is.  I experience his strength in a different way.  He reminds me that he has a lot more masculinity between his legs than I do.

Zack grabs the scruff of my neck and lifts me upwards.  He maintains his grip and bits my shoulder.  The other hand grabs hold of my leg and he lifts me into the air.  It was a good thing I didn’t let him bit me for real.  I get the sense that he’s showing me why it’s so dangerous.  He must have been holding back all this time, but he isn’t now.  He bits down so hard I thought he was going to break my shoulder.

My feet dangle in mid air as he fucks me.  He groans with each thrust and I whimper.  His drool soaks my shoulder.  It feels like my stomach is being rammed into my throat.  What he does next surprises me, and I like it.  He unclamps his jaws from my shoulder and takes a few steps.  There’s not to many guys with the strength to hold you upright and fuck you at the same time.  

He walks and thrust his huge wolf cock into me with each step.  I can tell that he’s showing off.  He’s playing his part as the dominant alpha perfectly.  He makes my feel like a true omega and I love it.  He carries me around the room and slams me against the walls and the stolen furniture.  He rams his cock into me so hard it feels like he might break my hips.  I know he wants to tie with me.  He can’t keep this up for to much longer.  He lifts me off of his cock and throws me on the bed.  He roles me onto my back.  He stands over me and I admire a lupine penis that’s way to big for a 14 year old.  He sits on me and pines me down, only he does it by putting his ass on my face.  

His scent fills my nose, only he doesn’t give me the chance to lick him.  He grabs my cock and starts to stroke.  He wants me to climax and it doesn’t take long.  My cum shoots all over his chest.  I watch him rub it into his fur.  There’s no way we could make this kind of mess at home.  I don’t make as much as he does, but it’s more than enough to cover his front side.

Zack licks my cum from his fingers.  He spins himself around and takes a seat on my hips.  He grabs my wrist and pins my arms down.  His fur is matted in clumps.  He stops for a moment to let the scent of fresh hot semen wash over me and fill the room.  He spits out the bite guard and we clamp our jaws together.  He’s rougher than I’ve ever see him.  He drives his fangs to the backside of my head.  He forces his tongue down my throat and I choke.  He chokes me with his tongue.  He hears me struggle to breath.  He lets me draw a breath only to choke me again.  

I whimper and give him every indication that it’s to much.  A look of satisfaction comes over his face in the dim moonlight, but he’s not done making his point.  He grabs hold of my muzzle and squeezes hard.  His jaws open as wide as they’ll go.  My nose is at the back of his throat.  His fangs slid past my eyes.  I realize he has my muzzle inside his mouth.  His jaws begin to close.  He pulls back and drags his sharp teeth along the length of my muzzle.  I get the point that he’s trying to make.  The point that he is more than capable of biting my face off.

He puts the bite guard back in.  I knew it was coming before he flipped me over.  He puts his weight onto me and aggressively pushes his cock into my hole.  He drives it in and lifts me up.  I get on all fours and he mounts me like a wolf.  His moans and growls fill my ears as he starts to thrust into me all over again.  He bites down on my shoulder and his rubber covered claws dig into my sides.  I know it’s coming, but I didn’t expect what he did next.  

He starts to drive his knot inside me, but stops half way.  He holds my hole open with the apex of his knot.  I howl over and over, but it’s of pleasure not pain, and he knows it.  He keeps it there and reminds me that he’s the alpha and this is why.  I had completely forgotten that our knots expand.  There’s just enough pressure to trick it into swelling, and it does.  Zack’s knot begins to grow.  My anus is stretched to the furthest it’s ever been.  The pain comes back.  His knot is so big that it feels like he just shoved an entire watermelon up my ass. 

Satisfied that he made his point he pushes his knot inside me.  My little brother’s wolf penis fills me like a tree trunk.  The bed shakes as he gets his feet under himself.  His arms and legs wrap around me.  He bites my other shoulder as he thrust with all the strength he has.  The semen on his chest soaks into my back.  All I can do is go along for the ride.

He bites my neck like an alpha bites a bitch.  His growls are deep and booming as he cums.  I can feel the heat of his seed as he injects it into me.  I feel my insides filling with his male reproductive fluid.  His knot prevents it from exiting.  His semen is hot and I feel more and more of it building up inside me.  His orgasms last for at least 5 minutes or more, but that’s just the first round.  He collapses on top of me, and spits out the bite guard.  He roles onto his side and takes me along with him.  He wraps his arms and legs around me as he enjoys the additional 20 minutes of milder orgasms.

My little brother has his cock inside of me and his limbs wrapped around me.  All I can do is lay there and enjoy the feel of his body heat, both inside and out.  Every 20 seconds or so an orgasm hits him and he hugs me even tighter.  I just love the feeling of being filled and knowing where it’s coming from.  The interval between his orgasms begins to lengthen.  He rubs his muzzle against the top of my head and licks at my ears. 

I love being a wolf.  I’ve never had sex with anyone else, but I have had sex-ed.  The knot has to be the greatest genital feature ever made.  Zack may not have the size of a hoof or the barbs of a feline, but none of them can tie for close to half an hour.  Having a knot stuck inside you is something you have to experience to appreciate.  

My brother roles onto his back with me in tow.  I don’t protest as he pulls his massive wolf cock out of my destroyed hole.  Hot semen pours our of my wrecked hole, and guess where it goes.  His crotch and legs are soaked and so is the bed.  The plastic cover will keep it from soiling the mattress, but it goes everywhere.  Zack stretched my hole far more than he ever has before.  My ring wont close despite the lack of anything holding it open.  I slap my ass as hard as I can.  The sudden sting makes it snap shut.  I hear my brother snicker as he watches. 

I scoop up a hand full of his thick cream and wipe it down the length of his muzzle.  He laughs and I laugh with him.  He licks it from my hand and I lap it off of his face.  I’m exhausted and so is he.  I lay down on top of his chest.  The fact that he’s covered in my cum and his, doesn’t escape my notice.  I maintain character as I sneak my muzzle underneath his chin.  He growls at me as I try to seek his approval.  He relents and wraps his arms around me.  We snuggle as the hot semen that covers our fur starts to cool.

Neither of us knows what time it is.  I’d love nothing more than to lay here with him until we fall asleep.  I imagine what it’d be like waking up covered in sticky cum.  As much as I don’t want to I know we have to get up.

“God damn it reeks of sex in here.  It’s a good thing we don’t have to clean this up.  But I suppose we should get up,’ I say.

I hear Zack sigh.  He doesn’t want to get up either.  

‘You know that was an awful lot of fun.” I add.

“Yeah, your telling me.  And god damn Alex your getting way better at acting.  You had me thinking I was like 8 feet tall.”

I smile as I’m not done with him yet.  “And you know what I love the most?” I ask.

“Humm, no what?”

“That we’re brothers Zack.  I know we’re committing incest, and I love it.  And I absolutely love having sex with my adorable little brother.”

“Haha, except I ain’t so little any more am I.”

“Judging by the mess you made, ahh no your not.  But no matter how big you get Zack, you’ll always be my adorable little bro to me.”

Zack laughs.  His voice isn’t as deep as mine and it betrays his youth.  “You know Alex I do like it when you call me your little Bro.”

I say, “I know,” as I get to my feet and offer him my hand.  He takes it and I yank him to his feet.

We pack up our supplies except for the cleaning spray, that’ll need to stay here for future use.  Zack follows me out of the abandoned house.  The night is eerily quiet at this time of the year.  There’s no chirping incests, no croaking frogs.  I don’t even hear the owl, he must have move on.  I can’t see my breath, but the air is fairly cold now.  I can feel the cum on my fur starting to congeal.  I take a few steps until Zack’s heavy arms fall across my shoulders.

“Alright it’s your turn to give me a ride,” he says.

I laugh at the challenge and say, “alright big boy hop on.’

I hand over the small bag and Zack slings it over his shoulder.  He presses his sticky cum covered chest against my back.  His muscular arms wrap around my neck.  He raises a leg to my side and I grab hold.  In one quick motion he gets his other leg up and locks them tightly around my waist.  I heft him up and have to admit that he’s heavy.  I get my feet in motion and he squeezes me firmly.  I make my way through the trees and find the trail.  This time I turn south and head home.  I’m 100 pounds, but the wolf on my back is 160.  He’s heavy but I manage to carry him.  I want to impress him, but I have a feeling I’m not going to make it all the way.

I just love how heavy my little brother really is.  I’m breathing hard now.  Zack can no doubt hear it to.  He lets me struggle for a while longer.  I would have carried him the entire way if he hadn’t slid off of my back first, but I’m glad that he did.

I keel over with my hands to my knees as I try to catch my breath.  Furs can have some crazy patterns and colors to their fur.  Even those that never existed in nature, like greens and blues.  Me and my brother stand out because our fur is as simple as it gets, we’re both solid black and I love it.  Despite his black fur there’s just enough moonlight for me to make him out in the darkness.   

‘Holy fuck Zack your heavy.  And yes, yes I know.  You don’t need to tell me.  I know, it’s because of all the muscle, I know.’

All of the sudden I feel my legs give out.  I fall for a second, right before I’m hoisted into the air.  Zack cradles me in his arms like I’m a pup.  He shows off his strength as he tosses me up and down.  He pulls me against his chest and I lean forward and lick the side of his muzzle.  I taste partially dried semen.  We really need to get cleaned up.

Zack caries me the rest of the way home.  There wasn’t much further to go.  It was still fun being carried like I was his bride.  He returns my feet to the ground and I say, ‘you want to get the shower started and I’ll go grab the special shampoo?”

“Sure.”

I hear running water as I retrieve the bottle.  I make a made dash for the bathroom.  I just hope the air purifiers do their job as we both reek of sex.  Our mother is a wolf so her sense of smell is just as good as our.  As often as she goes out, I’ve no doubt she knows the scent of sex even better than we do.

I join my brother in the shower.  His jaws are cracked open, his tongue licks at the stream of hot water as it hits him in the chest.  He scoots out of the way to give me a turn.  I don’t waste any time and work the shampoo into his neck.  He takes some of in his hands and does his face.  I let him wash it from his eyes before continuing downwards.

I can only wash him on the days that our mother is at work.  When I take a shower alone it’s nothing but mindless maintenance.  I can’t wait for the day when we’re out on our own.  Showering together makes it fun. 

The new shampoo works like magic.  It’s hard to see, but I can clearly feel the difference as the abundance of semen washes down the drain.  Zack loves being washed just as much as I love washing him.  We don’t have as much fun with it during school nights.  Between workouts and homework we just don’t have the time, but tonight isn’t one of those nights.  We don’t have to go to school tomorrow.  We can stay up as late as we want. 

Worshiping his muscles is just another one of our games.  Zack poses for me as I work my way over his chest.  He strikes a pose like a bodybuilder.  I move onto an arm and he makes a muscle.  His bicep is nearly bigger than both of mine put together.  He makes a fist as I move onto his forearm.  Cords of muscles twist and compress as he rotates his wrist.  He thrust his hips forward as I work it into his sheath and under his balls.  He leans against the wall and sticks his leg out in front of me.  I get on my knees.  I wrap my arms around it and caress it with my muzzle.          

I end at my brothers huge wolf feet.  I work the soap into his pads.  I take a moment to crack his toes and he moans from the relief.  He takes his turn washing me.  At least that’s how it started.  He rubs the shampoo onto my shoulders.  He stops and pulls me against his chest.  Hands grip my ass, as he lifts me off of the tiled floor.  I wrap my arms around his neck and we clamp our jaws together.  I find his tongue inside his mouth, and he finds the back of my throat.  We go at it back and forth until we realize we’re wasting to much hot water.  He lets me down and we finish washing each other.  It’s so much more fun when someone does the work for you.

I turn the leaver and the blissful downpour comes to an end.  I suddenly realize it’s unnaturally quiet.  Neither of us remembered, or cared, to turn the exhaust fan on.  The bathroom is hot and steamy.  I hit the switch, and my ears are assaulted by whoosh of sucking air.  We dry each other as best as we can.  I return the special shampoo to it’s hiding spot.  We’re still damp as Zack follows me into the kitchen for a much needed snack.  Neither of us are that hungry.  We microwave some beef flavored food cubes.  I ate 6 compared to his 12.  They aren’t the most delectable, but they are nutritious and cheap.

It’s almost 10pm.  I can’t believe we spent almost 4 hours having fun with each other.  I flick the switch and the lights go out.  I join my brother in his bed.  The TV comes on and adds it’s glow to the pitch black room.  I set his alarmclock just incase we fall asleep.  We’re both drained, neither of us have the energy to do anything beyond cuddle in front of the TV.  I decide that I’d be fun to end the night in character.  I lay my head on his chest and curl up against him.  The bed shakes as Zack tosses the blanket over us.  Our body heat begins to warm the bed.  It feels so good.  I watch him scroll mindlessly through random vids.

“You know Zack.  I think tonight is the most fun I’ve had in a long time.”

He gives me an affectionate squeeze and adds.  “Yeah your telling me.  I like it soft, but holy shit rough sex is fun as fuck.”

“Yeah you should try it from my perspective.  You really are a beast Zack.  And yeah I can absolutely feel the 20 pounds you’ve put on.  I know we’re just playing, but holy shit you’re a lot of fun.”

“It’s probably a good thing that we’re best friends.”

“Yeah, and it’s probably a good thing that I love that your bigger than me.  There aren’t to many older brothers that would.”

“I love you to Alex.”

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A few weeks go by.  Our little club house worked perfectly.  We’d tell our mother we’re going out for a run, but instead we’d go and have our fun.  I had to bring the sheets home and washed them.  The smell of dried semen was starting to get a bit over powering.  We made use of all of the furniture.  There wasn’t a single piece that we didn’t have sex on.

The school bus roles up to a stop.  My brother and I get off and leave yet another week of school behind us.  The trees are starting to bud now.  Some of them have started to fill with leaves in preparation for yet another summer.  

My birthday was 2 days ago, it’s May 4th 4998 now.  Just like the last 5 years I got another $300 giftcard.  The most important thing is it’s untraceable.  My brother’s birthday is May 22nd, only 18 days away.  We haven’t celebrated either of our birthdays in years.  The giftcards are our only acknowledgment of the occasion.  Zack got his giftcard at the same time I got mine.  The dates are just so close together that it was just easier that way.
						
“Did you get it?” my brother ask me.

I just node, and I watch him breath a sigh of relief.  We ran out of lube 4 days ago.  I literally had no money to buy more.  Zack had to consol himself with me jerking him off.  He’s just way to big for me.  There’s no way I can take him without it, I know we tried.  I can tell he hasn’t slept very well for the last few days.  Hopefully tonight I can give him a good nights sleep.