Filling My Brother
Chapter 6
By WaffleSquadron

“Anybody home?”

The living room was empty, but I only expected one person to be home. Still, caution was the best course of action.

A pair of dark-furred ears appeared over the top of the sofa, flicking backward as Cody’s head popped up. Spinning around, his muzzle pulled into a smile, and I heard the sound of his tail thumping against the armrest.

“Bout time,” he said, hopping off the couch and quickly padding over to me. “You took forever to get back today.” Without waiting for an answer, he wrapped his arms around my chest before pressing his face against my neck.

“Cody, wait… Nobody else is home, right?” I wanted to pull him off me, but couldn’t bring myself to do it.

“Of course not,” he replied. I could feel him taking slow, even sniffs of my fur, and it sent a tiny thrill down my spine. “You know Mom doesn’t get home for two hours and Dad is gonna be even later.”

“Yeah, but I still have to check. What if they came back early and-”

Cody pulled back, looking up at me and rolling his eyes. “That’s only happened, like twice, ever. You’re way too paranoid.”

“It only takes once,” I shot back. “What happens if one of them walks in while we’re making out, or somebody sees your belly while you’re changing, or-”

A thousand different disaster scenarios were dancing before my eyes, destruction following in their wake.

“I know, I know…” Cody replied. “We’re being careful though. I don’t want to think about that stuff if I don’t have to; I just want to enjoy being alone with you.”

“That's… fair,” I sighed. “Oh, umm, before I forget, I stopped at the pharmacy and got you more of those vitamins. They are supposed to be specially made for canines. They have less iron, so tell me if you start to feel tired or anything.”

I unzipped my backpack, pulling out a plastic bottle with a silhouette of a very pregnant morph woman on the front.

“More pills?” Cody asked, letting out a small huff.

“Yeah, I’ll put them in a candy bag or something, cause it’d be pretty hard to explain why you need prenatal vitamins.”

“Ugh... You know I hate swallowing those things,” he replied, grimacing for effect.

“This is important. We didn’t do any of this stuff before, and I read online that the first trimester is the most crucial. But we probably didn’t even realize you were pregnant then.”

“I know…” Cody whined.

Cody grabbed my paw and pulled me over to the couch, sitting down and inviting me to do the same. I slid onto the cushion next to him, sneaking an arm around his hip.

“You’re still weighing yourself on the bathroom scale every day, right?”

“Uhh…”

“Cody, come on. You’re supposed to be gaining one pound a week by now; we have to keep track of this stuff.”

“Fine, I’ll go weigh myself right now. It’s no big deal,” he replied, moving to jump up once again.

I gripped him a little tighter, pulling him back down onto the sofa. 

“No, it has to be the same time, every day.”

“Kyle, stop,” Cody said, pushing away from me. His eyes narrowed and he added, “You’re freaking out for no reason. Everything is fine. I promise that I’m gaining weight; it feels like I’m carrying a bowling ball around.”

Lifting the front of his t-shirt, Cody revealed the rounded swell of his belly. Over the past two months, many subtle changes had slowly transformed his flat tummy into an obvious baby bump. I doubted anyone could immediately guess Cody was pregnant just by looking, especially since he was a boy, but there was no question that we had a cub on the way.

I wanted to say more. I’d spent countless hours online, researching what expectant parents should be doing every single week of pregnancy. I knew all the ways it could go wrong. But seeing Cody like that, with the baby I put inside him filling out his skinny frame, made all those worries quiet down.

“Wow…”

My paw reached out, almost by instinct, and touched the soft fur of his belly. I felt the warmth of his body on my pads and the taut skin stretching underneath as I pressed gently against him. I’d felt Cody’s pregnant body plenty, but it was ever so slightly different each time. I had an endless fascination for him and never passed up the opportunity to explore.

“He was really kicking on the bus this morning,” Cody said. “I was almost worried people were gonna see my belly move through my shirt.”

“Yeah?” I asked, still enthralled by the sight of my pregnant brother.

“Mm-hmm. It’s fine, though. I’m always careful to wear loose clothes; nobody’s even said I look fat.”

“You know… It might not be a boy. You keep saying ‘he’, but we might have a girl. There’s no way to tell without a doctor.”

Cody smiled and said, “Yeah, but… I dunno… I just know it’s a boy in there for some reason.”

“It doesn’t work like that,” I said.

Rolling his eyes, Cody shot back, “I’m the one who’s pregnant here. Maybe listen to what I have to say and not a bunch of random people on the internet.”

I let out a huff but otherwise kept my mouth in check. 

“Ok. That’s fair,” I relented. “What do you want to say?”

Cody looked taken back by that response; his eyes narrowed and his ears started drooping as he considered the question.

“Well… uhh… I guess my stomach gets kinda itchy? It feels all stretched out, and that’s annoying sometimes.”

I nodded, adding, “Ok, I can pick up some cream for you tomorrow.”

He continued, “It feels like I have to pee randomly. Like the baby is squeezing my insides.”

“Yeah, some people online said that happened to them too. I think it’s just something you have to deal with.”

His lips pulled tight, and Cody’s paw slowly stroked his pregnant belly.

“There’s one other thing, I guess. But I dunno…” he said, trailing off.

“What? You can tell me. It’s not like we have any secrets left,” I replied.

“I’m really horny,” Cody answered, a smirk growing across his muzzle. “Like, really, really horny.”

“Oh. Well, that-” I started to say.

Cody continued, “I wanted to touch myself all day at school. I was rubbing my legs together on the bus home and nearly came from the vibrations through the seat.”

I swallowed, and Cody squeezed my thigh with his paw.

“I kept thinking about how much I love it when you knot me, and how warm it feels when you squirt inside.”

“You said Mom won’t be home for a few hours…?” I asked, staring into his eyes.

“Mm-Hmm,” Cody replied, looking up into mine.

“Well, I might be able to help you with that little problem.”

“Are you sure?” he asked. “There aren’t some vitamins or breathing exercises we have to do instead?”

Now it was my turn to roll my eyes.

Letting out a quick chuckle, I said, “No, it’s safe to have sex even into the third trimester. And couples need to bond during pregnancy.”

“Oh,” Cody said. His paw suddenly froze against my thigh.

“What? Is it such a big surprise that I wanna have fun too?”

“No… it’s just… You said we were a couple.”

“Oh,” I replied.

It hadn’t occurred to me before, but we’d never really defined our relationship. We had sex; we had a baby on the way, but there weren’t any words for brother-lovers. Well, no good words, anyway.

“I’ve told you that I love you plenty of times,” I said.

“Well yeah…” Cody said. “I love you too. A lot. But we’re brothers, that doesn’t exactly mean the same thing.”

“Cody, you’re carrying my cub. I’m pretty sure we’re way past brotherly love.”

I felt his paw squeeze against my leg a little tighter.

“So are we boyfriends?”

“Maybe…” I replied. “I dunno, I think we’re more than boyfriends too. We’re gonna have a baby together. And I… I want to be with you, Cody. Forever. I want to grow up together and live together and raise our pup together and… everything together. If we could get married I’d wanna do that too.”

“O-oh,” Cody stammered, his voice squeaking.

“You don’t want that?” I asked, feeling my gut tighten.

“No! I mean yes. I mean…” Cody said, stumbling over his words. “I want that too. I really want that. I want it so much that I was afraid to even ask. Cause if I thought we couldn’t be together then I… I don’t know what I would do.”

I felt Cody start to tremble. I wrapped my arm around his shoulders, pulling him against my side. He sniffled, obviously holding back a sob, and I gave him a quick lick on the top of his head.

“You don’t have to do anything, cause I’m not going anywhere.”

He sniffled again, surreptitiously rubbing his nose with his paw. “Right. S-sorry, it’s the pregnancy; it’s like I can’t control my emotions or something. I dunno.”

"You don't have to hold back with me," I replied.

He cuddled a little tighter, and we held each other for a long moment. I felt his breathing slow and the sniffling stop, then he looked up into my face again.

"You know… if I don't have to hold back, then is it ok to say: I wanna drag you into bed and have sex until we can't see straight."

I sucked in a deep breath, feeling my sheath start to plump up.

"Yeah, I think that's fine to say."

"Alright, good to know… What about… I want to feel your knot inside me. I want to feel it get so big and hard that we're locked together for hours."

"Definitely. You can definitely say that," I replied, licking my lips.

"Or maybe: I want your cubs. I want to get pregnant again and again, and have all your babies."

I felt a small jet of precum soaking into the front of my boxers. Teasing was fun, but I was dangerously close to ruining the moment. So I chose my next words carefully.

"Race you to the bedroom?"

I never stood a chance. Even with a pregnant belly sticking out in front of him, Cody scrambled over the back of the couch and hit the ground running. I took off after him, nipping at his heels the whole way but never catching up. I made a swipe at his tail near the end of the hallway, but Cody cut to the left, slipping out of my grasp and bounding into our open bedroom. I chased him through the door a second later, only to find a smiling pup waiting for me, his chest heaving as he smiled victoriously.

“I win!” he announced, tail wagging.

“Yeah, yeah… You win,” I conceded. I wanted to lecture Cody about being careful in his state, not risking a fall. But I didn’t. Instead, I asked, “So how about I give you a prize?”

“I think I earned it,” he replied. “So what do I win?”

I leaned down and kissed him, pressing my lips against his muzzle and tilting my head to the side. But just as Cody opened his mouth, I pulled back, leaving him to stare at me with a dazed expression.

“Winner’s choice,” I replied, smirking as he blinked in confusion. “Whatever you want, I’ll do it.”

Cody came to his senses quickly, and as he realized what I’d just said, a knowing smirk curled up on his muzzle. That was a dangerous offer, and we both knew it. But I didn’t care. I wanted to make him feel good in any way possible.

“Whatever I want, huh?” he said, looking away and stroking his chin for dramatic effect. “Alright. I want you to lick me, all the way. And don’t stop until I tell you to.”

I feigned shock as a thrill raced up my spine. Letting out a dramatic sigh, I nodded and saw Cody’s face lit up. 

He skipped over to his bed, plopping down on the edge of the mattress and leaning back on his paws. Making no move to get undressed, he simply sat there and grinned, obviously expecting me to take care of that as well. I didn’t mind playing this game, it was another chance to feel Cody’s body and I was never going to turn that down. Running my paws down his sides, I grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and started lifting toward his head. He didn’t fight me but didn’t help either. Instead, letting me do all the work while I marveled as his pregnant belly came back into view.

Yanking the collar of his shirt past his ears, I tossed it away and knelt in front of Cody. I felt compelled to stroke against his baby bump again, letting my paw pads trace lines against his tan belly fur, while at the same time reaching behind to unhook the tail hole of his pants. I undid the front as well, taking hold of the sides and tugging them down. Cody lifted his rear off the bed, stubborn streak seemingly over now that the fun was about to begin. But as I pulled his slacks past his hips, I was a little surprised to see what he was wearing.

“Briefs?” I asked, cocking my head at the tight-looking pair of white underwear. “I thought you only wanted to wear boxers.”

“Oh… yeah… Umm, they don’t work so great for me right now…” he answered cryptically.

“What do you mean ‘work’? It’s underwear. What’s it supposed to do?”

His ears blushed slightly, and he replied, “Umm… you know how I said I get really, really, horny? Well, when that happens, I get, you know, wet down there. And when I wore boxers, sometimes I could feel it dripping down my legs.”

I started panting softly as he spoke. Glancing down to his undies, I saw the unmistakable outline of his swollen spade pressing against the fabric. And as I leaned in for a closer look, there was a conspicuous damp spot right where his lips met.

“Fuck that’s hot,” I groaned.

I pressed my snout against his bulge, feeling the spongy lips of his pussy squish down. Rubbing my lips against his still-clothed privates, it was like I was teasing both of us at the same time. A sudden urge took over, and I stuck out my tongue to feel his body a little closer. But that only fueled my desire. Without even thinking about it, I was licking all along his underwear-covered pussy.

Cody gasped, gripping around my head with his paws. I licked the outside of his briefs until they were plastered against his mound. Grabbing the elastic waistband of his shorts, I started pulling them off his hips, placing kisses against his groin as it came into view. Finally, they slid down far enough to expose his puffy pussy, and I saw the gooey mess of his honey stretching into thin threads as I pulled them off the rest of the way. Cody always wore a scent barrier in his underwear to keep other canines from detecting his unique anatomy. The unmistakable smell of his arousal crashed against me like a tidal wave. I took a long sniff, reveling in the subtle spice and mild tang of his sex.

“Kyle… please. Make me feel good,” he whined, squirming and trying to push his pussy against my muzzle.

He didn’t need to ask. I wanted nothing more than to bury my face in there and never come up. I swiped my tongue against his bare lips, licking his excess wetness away and replacing it with my own. He tasted magnificent, sweet and tangy, and so damn sexy. It was like I could pick up his need through flavor alone. I pressed deeper, parting his soft lips and finding even more of his honey inside. My tongue teased up and down the opening of his spade, trying to get him even more hot and bothered before starting the main event.

Cody wrapped his arms around the back of my head, whining and pulling my face against his sex. His paws grabbed behind my ears while he whimpered and writhed underneath.

“Mmmmm… So good… I need it…” 

I knew what to do next. We’d been together for long enough that I knew exactly what buttons to push to drive him wild. Angling my tongue a little higher, I worked myself against the pointed tip of his spade, teasing his clit and sending the pregnant little boy into spasms. He arched backward, legs pushing straight up towards me, and yanking my face down so hard I literally couldn’t resist him. 

“Oh Kyle, oh fuck… oh fuck…!”

He was close. But I didn’t want to end things yet. 	With a feather touch against his clit, I felt his tunnel clenching down and grabbing for something to squeeze around. So despite his desperate whining, I pulled my tongue away from his button. Cody didn’t like that, pulling at the fur on my head so hard it pinched, but I knew what I was doing. I stopped pleasuring him entirely for a long, drawn-out moment, still pressed against his quivering spade but not moving at all. Cody let out a heaving breath, almost sounding like a sob, and then I struck. 

All at once, I pushed my tongue against his lips, sliding past the tight, squeezing entrance to his body and shoving myself up inside his needy pussy. Cody yelped, his thighs clamping against the sides of my head. I didn’t let up, plunging even deeper and reveling in the unique texture and flavor of his sex. I rolled my tongue around inside and teased his clit with my thumb pad simultaneously. I used every trick I’d learned from our years of sexual exploration to drive Cody absolutely wild. And Cody absolutely went wild. 

It was a good thing we were alone because the sounds coming out of that boy would have let anyone in the apartment know exactly what we were doing. He was wailing like a siren as I ate him out; I could feel the vibrations in his body through my mouth. Cody was flexing and straining, his legs tensing and straight out beside my head with his toes splayed open. His paws roamed across his chest and face, brushing across his nipples and sliding up and down his muzzle.

“Kyle! Oh, it’s happening! Oh fuck! Ooooooooh! Aaaaaaaaaah-” he cried. His voice pitched up, almost reaching a falsetto before suddenly squeaking and breaking off into a breathy hiss.

His pussy clamped down around my tongue and went into a frenzy. Cody arched his back off the bed, clinging onto the back of my head, pulling my muzzle against his clenching spade as it tried to push my tongue out. I kept lapping as he climaxed, doing my best to catch his extra wetness as he thrashed against me. Then it was like all the energy in his body left him in an instant, and Cody went limp against the sheets. He was left panting and muttering to himself, his eyes unfocused and his muzzle hanging open.

“Oh fuck, stop. Stop! Oh Kyle, so good, so good…”

I pulled myself from between his legs, crawling over top of Cody and kissing him on the lips. He pressed his muzzle against me but otherwise didn’t move. I took matters into my own paws, laying next to Cody, and hugging him from the side, letting him come down at his own pace.

“Oh man, that was the best ever,” Cody panted. “I thought I was going to pass out.”

“Heh, that was a little intense, even for you,” I teased. “I think I heard your voice break.”

“Huh?” Cody asked, turning toward me and squinting. His brain was still trying to catch up to the present. I saw a sudden flicker of understanding in his eyes, and a massive grin stretched across his muzzle. “Wait, like how a boy’s voice breaks? Really!?”

“Yeah, it went all squeaky and funny sounding. I think congrats are in order, you’re officially hitting boy puberty.”

“That’s awesome!” Cody squealed. “I was a little worried that I might get a little off track, cause of the, um, you know…”

“Yeah, most people go through puberty and then get pregnant. But you always liked doing things your own way.”

“What can I say, I’m a trailblazer,” Cody replied with a giggle.

“Speaking of which…” I said. “Think you’re up for a little more?”

I was about to give him my best sad puppy face, but Cody was already on top of me before I could even quiver my lower lip. His tongue shot into my mouth, practically shoving himself down my throat.

He pulled back, just enough that our noses were still touching, and said, “Kyle… Make love to me. I want your knot so bad I can’t stand it anymore.”

That’s the kind of request I could not deny. I gripped Cody tight against my chest, wrapping my paws around his back and flipping him onto the bed in a single motion. He let out a surprised gasp, but as I sat up, I saw his tail wagging furiously off the side of the bed. Cody was lying flat, legs open and bent at the knees, glistening spade on full display. His arms were folded up against his chest, eyes staring at me with a look of wanton desire.

Somehow, I was still fully dressed. With my attention no longer focused entirely between Cody’s thighs, I felt my sheath pressing painfully against the front of my pants. I gave a quick consideration to taking things slow, maybe even doing a little striptease to drag the whole affair out longer. But my desire to mate was all-consuming. I had to put myself inside Cody, I needed to feel our bodies become one. I pulled my shirt off and shoved my pants down as the thought of making love to my brother became more important than breathing.

It took only seconds before I was down to bare fur, a full three inches of pink cock sticking out the end of my sheath, throbbing and leaking precum like a faucet. My knot was still trapped inside, only partially formed but already becoming uncomfortable. I held out my arms in front of me and leaned over Cody, planting my paws on the bed and hovering a few inches above his body. Pushing my hips forward, I brushed the tip of my cock against his warm sex. Not enough to penetrate, just poking against his lips and letting the odd jet of precum soak into his folds.

“Stop teasing,” he whined, lifting his hips off the bed. “Hurry up and get me pregnant.”

“Cody, what are you-”

He cut me off and said, “I don’t care if we’re brothers. I love you, and I want you to give me your pup.”

Then I understood; this was another one of his fantasies. Neither of us had a choice about making a baby together; it just happened. But now, he was making his decision after the fact.

“Cody, I want nothing more than to give you my cub.”

I leaned down and kissed him square on the lips, pushing my tongue into his muzzle and lowering my body against his belly.

“Ugh, you’re squishing me…” Cody grunted.

“Sorry.” I leaned back, hovering over him. His belly wasn’t huge, but it stood out far enough to be an obstacle. “I’m not sure this is going to work.”

“You’re not leaving this room without putting a baby inside me,” Cody said.

My dick twitched inside my sheath. Far be it for me to ignore such an earnest plea.

“I wasn’t planning on it,” I said. “Maybe if you turn on your side?”

Cody did just that, flipping onto his right side and hiking his leg into the air. He reached a paw down, across his baby bump, and pulled the lips of his spade open. My chest puffed up as I watched him, watched that unmistakable invitation into his most private place.

I laid down next to Cody, running my paws along his chest and nestling up behind him. I placed my muzzle beside his head, nipping along his neck and cheek while putting my hips into position below him.

“Mmm… Kyle…” he moaned, lifting his head and leaning back into me.

I pressed the tip of my cock against his pussy, sliding inside just an inch.

“You’re gonna be all mine after this,” I whispered into his ear. I pressed deeper inside, feeling my sheath pull back as another inch entered him. “I’m going to put my pup inside you. You want that, don’t you? You want your own brother’s baby inside you?”

“Yes…” he moaned, squirming against me.

I pulled him tight against my chest, flexing my hips and hilting inside him. My knot was already partially formed, and it took a significant shove to get inside Cody. He tensed in my arms as I passed through the tight entrance of his pussy, letting out a quiet squeak. I buried my nose into his neck fur, sucking a breath between my teeth and the quick overload of sensation. It almost stung, but the second I was snuggly inside him, the warmth and softness of his body soothed away any discomfort. A few heartbeats later, I was completely hard, my knot pressing hard against the walls of his pussy.

“You feel that? We’re locked together now. No matter what, I’m going to get you pregnant.”

“Do it… I want to feel you put your cub in me…”

Cody writhed in my arms. I felt his pussy clamp around my cock as he rocked his hips back and forth. I started thrusting, using one paw to hold him in place while letting the other travel in a lazy pattern through his fur. I tried to stick to the fantasy, ignoring his baby bump and focusing on getting him pregnant for the first time. I dragged a paw pad across his chest, tweaking a nipple as I went before diving down and rubbing along the tip of his spade.

“Fuck… Kyle… I’m gonna…”

“Do it. Cum for me, Cody.” 

I blew a hot breath against his neck and pulled my cock back hard. That always got him going, and this was no exception. With a strangled whimper, I felt Cody convulse in my arms, his pussy clamping down around my cock, trying to draw out that seed with everything he had. But I wasn’t close to finished yet. All that teasing and foreplay left me hot but not out of control.

Thrusting against Cody the whole time, I let him ride out his climax, never once slowing down or stopping. He relaxed against my body, chest heaving as his orgasm slowed, but I kept fucking at a constant pace. 

“Kyle… oh fuck… too much…” he gasped, twitching every time I drove myself inside him.

I didn’t listen. Opening my jaw, I bared my teeth and pressed them lightly against his neck. Cody froze, arching his back as I nibbled against his fur. A whimper formed in his throat, so quiet I could barely hear it. That only spurred me on; I began throwing my hips against his body, plunging into his yielding depths as I mated him with purpose.

“We’re gonna do it. We’re going to have a baby together,” I said, growling against his fur. “You’re going to get so big with my baby growing inside you.”

I could feel the tension return to his muscles, his body tightening around my cock every time I spoke.

“I don’t care what anyone else thinks. I want them to know I got you pregnant. I want everyone to look at your big belly and know it’s mine.”

The idea of getting my brother pregnant was a massive turn-on. It didn’t matter that he already was, or the consequences that might come later. At that moment, that most primal part of my brain was roaring to life, spurring me on to mate, to breed, to claim.

My thrusts took on a new urgency. I could feel my hips flexing harder, driving my cock deeper. I felt my dull claws straining against Cody’s chest, and my tail flagging upward behind me. My breath came out in huffs, hot against the back of Cody’s neck and the overwhelming urge to claim him took hold. I bared my teeth, turned my head to the side, and sank them into the loose skin of his scruff.

Cody froze in my arms, every muscle in his body tightened in my grasp. His pussy clamped around my cock, practically strangling my knot as a keening whine squeezed out from his lips. I felt everything in slow motion. I felt my balls pull up tight, straining against my groin, my knot inflated to its hardest possible size, then the first convulsion of climax. A flood of cum erupted from my cock as the soft walls of Cody’s sex squeezed around me, spurring me on to fill him as much as possible. I practically flooded him, hot jets of seed spraying out faster than I thought possible, pooling inside him until I could feel it around my dick. 

“That’s it…” I huffed, releasing his scruff from my jaw. “Take it all. Gonna fill you up with my pups…”

The overwhelming pleasure of climax faded slowly. My vision cleared, expanding back from the narrow tunnel vision of mating. I winced as Cody’s pussy twitched against my overstimulated knot, aftershocks of orgasm still rocking his small body. A sense of overwhelming relaxation threatened to inundate me, but I shook it off, leaning up on an elbow to check on him.

“Hey, Cody? You ok there?”

He didn’t answer, nodding his head against the covers instead. I leaned down and kissed the side of his face, chuckling as he shivered at the contact.

“Still ok with getting pregnant?” 

“Yeah… I know it’s weird but… I’m glad it’s your baby…”

Suddenly, Cody’s eyes went wide and his paw shot down to his stomach.

“Oh!”

Panic gripped my chest. I sat up straight, almost trying to stand up until I felt the inescapable tug of Cody’s spade around my knot.

“Are you alright? Was I too rough? Do you need something?”

“I’m fine, it’s fine. It’s the baby,” Cody said. The beginning of a smile curled on his lips. “He started kicking out of nowhere. I think we woke him up.”

“Oh.” The fear drained out of my bloodstream and I lowered myself back down to the bed, leaning on my elbow behind Cody.

“Do you want to feel?” he asked. “It’s weird, but kinda cool too.”

“Uh, sure,” I replied.

I placed my paw against his belly. It was soft beneath my pads, but I didn’t feel anything different.

“Oh! There he goes again,” Cody said. He put his paw on the back of mine, looking intently at nothing for a moment before repositioning it to the side. “I think he’s kicking over here.”

As he said that, I felt a distinct bulge under my paw as Cody’s stomach stretched and an unseen appendage pushed out. It was surreal. I was feeling our cub with my pads. I pressed gently on that spot, and another strong kick came out to push me away. At the very least, our pup felt strong.

“Wow… it’s really… he’s really in there…” I said. 

An odd tangle of emotion welled up in my chest; fear and awe mixed with excitement and dread. We had a baby on the way. A real baby that I could touch and feel with my fingers. We’d made a new life together and I wanted more than anything to meet it. But at the same time, every possible disaster was flashing before my eyes. I kept thinking of the information I looked up online, all the potential complications, pitfalls, and disasters waiting to strike, even before birth.

“Yeah…” Cody said. “It’s kinda weird carrying a baby around with me all the time. But I like it too. Like I’ve always got someone I love with me too.”

That was it. I loved this baby, our baby, and I’d never even seen him yet. We made something together so wonderful that I couldn’t stand the thought of putting him in danger.

“You know… we have to tell Mom and Dad about this…” 

Cody rolled his eyes and put his head against the bed. “Yeah, I know. We’ll tell them, eventually.”

“Not eventually. Soon. Really soon. Like tonight soon.” I said. “Every day we wait, the more dangerous it becomes. For you and the baby.”

“What? No!” Cody said. “I’m fine. The baby’s fine. You’re worried about nothing.”

This conversation was always going to be hard, but Cody wasn’t doing anything to make it easier.

“We don’t know that. There could be problems that we can’t even see without going to a doctor,” I said. “Especially because we’re, you know, related. I know the odds are low, but siblings aren’t supposed to have kids together.”

“Alright, fine. We’ll tell Mom and Dad.” Cody huffed and folded his arms across his chest. “But what are we going to tell them?”

“The truth,” I said. “That you’re pregnant and that it’s my baby.”

Cody spun around, tugging my knot hard. I let out a yipe, grabbing him by the hips and pulling him back into place.

“Sorry,” he said, a moment of guilt flashed across his face. “But you can’t tell them that! They will literally kill you!”

My previous conversation with Pete briefly appeared in front of me. 

“No, they won’t kill me. But they are going to be mad, and we’re going to have to deal with that. We screwed up, there’s no way around that.”

“Alright, fine. I tell them I’m pregnant, but I’m not going to tell them about you. They’ll take you away. I’ll never get to see you again!”

“Then what are you going to tell them? You know they are going to want a name.”

Cody’s brow furrowed, fishing for a story that would hold up to scrutiny.

“I’ll say someone attacked me. They grabbed me and had sex with me, and I was too afraid to say anything.”

I shook my head, looking down at him from behind. “No, then they are going to call the police. They’ll show up and investigate and then I’ll end up going to jail.”

“Fuck…” Cody groaned.

“And besides. You can’t lie about something like that. It’s not right. That kind of thing happens to real people, and people don’t believe them. We can’t make that worse trying to hide our mistake.”

“You’re right…” Cody sighed. “Ok, how about this. I was at a party and I met a boy and we had sex but I don’t remember his name. He went to a different school or something.”

“First of all, when do you ever go to parties? You don’t even like sleepovers with boys from your own grade. Second, they would never believe in a million years that you let some random guy see you naked, let alone have sex with you.”

He was pouting, jaw clenched tight and eyes narrow. “I’m not going to tell them it was you. I don’t care. I tell them about the baby, but I can’t lose you. Not now, not after I just found out that we could be together forever. It’s not fair.”

“You won’t lose me. Ok? I promise. Even if they try to keep us apart, I’m not going to leave you.”

That wasn’t a promise I could reliably keep, but I made it with the full intention to follow through. We laid in bed, me stroking Cody’s belly, knotted together while I spurted the last bits of seed into his belly. 

Sometime later, I felt my knot deflate enough to slip out of him without any discomfort. We cleaned up in near silence. I hated ruining our normal post-coital bliss, but the reality of the situation was impossible to ignore. One shower later, we were on the living room couch together, getting our bit of close contact before the inevitable closed in. We passed the hour in silence, time ticking by all too quickly.

Mom came home first, wearing her slate grey “business attire” that always looked weird on a canine frame. We said our hellos as she shrugged off her school bag and went to get changed. Dad was only about fifteen minutes behind her, which was fairly early for a Friday. 

We sat down to eat dinner together soon after, a leftover chicken casserole Mom heated up in the oven. Cody and I passed nervous glances across the table and my stomach felt like it was doing flips, we tried to play it cool. I wanted to pick a good time to break the news, but that was likely wishful thinking.

“How was your day,” Mom said between bites. “Have any homework this weekend?”

“Nah,” I replied, pushing the food around the plate with my fork. “I got off free this time.”

“What about you?” Dad asked. “The boys aren’t the only students in the house.”

Mom let out a snort. “It’s still hard to think of myself as a student again. Making spreadsheets on a computer is hardly the same thing as learning math or science.”

“Oh come on, don’t sell yourself short. Knowing how spreadsheets work is going to secure you that new job, and a hefty raise to go along with it. When’s the last time you could say that about something you learned in school?”

“Thanks, Dad,” I said. “Really motivating me to keep those grades up.”

“Oh don’t listen to him,” Mom chuckled. “You know he’s not being serious. Besides, I’d never have been able to get into a class like this if I didn’t study in school.”

Dinner finished up sometime after that. We cleaned up, tossing everything into the dishwasher before making our way to the living room. 

Mom grabbed the remote, turning the TV on to some random channel. “Since none of us has homework, what do you say we watch a movie? I can’t remember the last time we’ve all been able to sit down together like this.”

If we were going through with this, there was going to be no better time. I looked at Cody, passing a message with my eyes that I knew he would understand. 

“Mom, Dad… I have something to tell you.”

The knot in my stomach twisted even tighter. This was happening. There was no way back from here.

“Sure honey, what’s wrong?” Mom asked. She smiled and clicked mute on the television, then turned toward Cody.

“I’m… I’m pregnant.”

Watching Cody’s pained expression was like taking a knife in the gut. It physically hurt to watch his trembling lip and his glistening eyes.

But Mom’s face didn’t change. She was still smiling warmly, shaking her head gently from side to side.

“Cody, sweetie, I know with your… condition that things can be a little confusing, but that doesn’t mean you are pregnant.”

“I am,” Cody said. “I know I am. I took one of those tests and everything.”

“What?” The smile on her face fell away and she leaned forward on the couch. “Where did you get a pregnancy test? Why do you even think you’re pregnant? You’re too young; even if it’s possible with your body, you aren’t old enough.”

Cody huffed. “I am old enough. I started having those, you know, ‘monthly cycles’ a little while ago and everything.”

“Ok, ok,” Mom replied. “I guess we waited a little too long to have that talk with you. But it’s fine, there are just some important details you need to learn.”

“You’re not listening!” Cody said. “Mom, I’m pregnant. I’ve been pregnant for a couple of months.”

Dad let out a quiet sigh, leaning forward and resting his paws on his knees. “Cody, you need to have sex to get pregnant.”

There was no judgment in his voice. His face was unreadable, and that was almost more terrifying than the alternative.

“I know… I had sex with someone…”

Leaning back on the couch, Cody yanked his shirt up, exposing his swollen tan-furred belly. 

The room went silent. I was afraid to breathe and risk making a sound. Both our parents were staring wide-eyed at the impossible contradiction of a pregnant boy. I knew that feeling well, like being smacked between the eyes with a sledgehammer. The mood changed. The sweet, quiet concern turned sour; gentle smiles twisted into pained grimaces. 

“Who,” Mom said. “Tell me who did this to you.”

It was not a request.

“Mom, nobody did this to me,” Cody said. “I wanted to have sex. It’s my fault.”

“No, Cody, listen to me. You are a child, you can not protect someone who would do something like this to a child.”

“Mom, please…” Cody whined, “It’s not like that.”

“I want to know who.”

“Honey, I don’t think-” Dad tried to cut in.

“I want to know who did this to my baby.”

Cody whimpered. “I can’t… Mom, please…”

It felt like a fist was closing around my heart. It took every ounce of control I had not to jump up and wrap my arms around him. Then Cody started sniffling. Tears began rolling from his eyes, drawing dark lines in his cheek fur.

“Mom, stop,” I said. “It was me, ok? I did it. This is my fault.”

“Kyle, what do you mean?” Dad asked.

I swallowed hard. It felt like I was two feet tall and my parents towered over me. This was the inevitable outcome, but that didn’t make it any easier.

“I got Cody pregnant. We had sex. It’s my cub.”

The silence was oppressive. I was watching a glass fall, powerless to stop it before it exploded into broken shards on the floor.

“You what!?”

I’d never heard that kind of anger in her voice before. Not when I failed math in fifth grade, not even when I’d skipped school with Pete to sneak into a movie. The hurt and outrage were palpable, like a slap across the muzzle.

“I didn’t mean to! I wasn’t trying to get him pregnant, but we did stuff, and… we sorta accidentally you know…” 

“You don’t accidentally have sex with someone! What were you thinking? Cody is your brother. He’s still a child. You’re still a child. Do you have any idea what this means?”

Cody cut in, “No, it’s true! The first time really was an accident.”

“The first time?” Dad asked. “So this happened more than once?”

“I… uh… yes…” Cody stammered.

He shot me an apologetic glance then hung his head in shame. One more potential escape route shot to ruin.

“We tried doing stuff, and it sorta… escalated. But we weren’t trying to make a baby. I didn’t even think about it because Cody is a boy and…”

“I can’t… I can’t…” she said, raising her trembling paws in front of her face.

“Mom, this isn’t Kyle’s fault! He didn’t make me do anything.” Cody’s chest heaved with sobs. “I wanted to do stuff too! Don’t blame him!”

She stared off into the distance, jaw clenched, breathing in short, loud huffs.

“We have to schedule an appointment with a doctor. Who knows what kind of complications there could be, especially since you both kept this secret for so long. Until I can think of a better punishment, you are both grounded for the rest of your lives. And you are not allowed to be alone in the same room together.”

“But Mom-” Cody started to say.

She cut him off instantly with a withering look and raised finger. “Cody. I am trying my best to keep from exploding, but you can not say another word right now. This is… I don’t think you boys have any idea how bad this is.”

“I think it’s best if you go to your room now, Cody,” Dad added. “Kyle, you can… I don’t know, you can sleep on the couch tonight. Your mother and I need to discuss this, and we need you both to give us some time.”

Cody wanted to argue, I saw it in his face. Even with his eyes puffy and tear-streaked, he was ready to jump up and fight. I looked at him and shook my head, choked up the whole time.

“It’s ok, Cody. Everything is going to be ok.” I had no idea if I was telling the truth.

Dad put a paw on his back, ushering Cody off the couch and down the hall, away from me. I couldn’t watch, but I heard him sobbing the entire way. Mom stood, looking at me and opening her muzzle to speak, but nothing came out. She waved her paw in front of her face before clasping it over her mouth. I saw tears well up in the corner of her eyes before she spun around and practically ran away from me.

I was alone, more alone than I could remember. Sitting on the sofa in the dim light of the living room, I was left to ponder what came next. For all I knew, this was it, my last night of freedom before I spent the rest of my teen years in prison. It was a horrible thought, made worse by the fact that I’d be leaving Cody on his own.

The television was still on, but I couldn’t bring myself to turn it off as random silent images flashed on the screen. Everything was numb. I didn’t even notice Dad coming back to the room until he sat down next to me. 

He dropped an armful of blankets onto my lap. “Here, this will make things a little more comfortable.”

“T-thanks.” 

The couch creaked under his weight, and we sat in silence for some time. I wanted to speak, but nothing I could say would make this better.

After a minute passed, he said, “This is a lot to take in. You boys dropped some pretty big bombshells tonight.”

“I know…”

“Your mother is… she’s very upset.” That was the understatement of a lifetime. “We’re going to get through this, but it’s going to take a lot of adjustment for all of us.”

“Dad, I’m sorry. I didn’t… I’m sorry…”

“It’s not a matter of being sorry. Things are going to be different now, a lot different. We’re going to have a new cub in the family soon,” he said.

“I just don’t want you to hate me.”

“Kyle, I don’t hate you. I’m shocked, for sure. And I’m definitely not happy about the situation, but I could never hate you. When you have your own… well, you’ll understand what I mean very soon.”

“But Mom-”

“Your mother doesn’t hate you either. She’s angry and she’s hurt, but she doesn’t hate you.” He reached out and put a paw on my shoulder, squeezing tight. “But I don’t think she understands how common it is for boys around your ages to… experiment.” 

“Huh? What do you mean,” I asked.

“Do you think that you two are the only brothers in history that ever fooled around?”

“Well, no…” I remembered Pete and his brother Joe. “But what does that have to do with anything?”

“Growing up, I might have done a few things with my brother that weren’t exactly… family-friendly.”

“Wait… do you mean that you and Uncle Greg…?”

“Yep, we pretty much did it all. Neither one of us got pregnant, I should point out. Though, not for lack of trying…” he chuckled.

“Eww, Dad! Too much information…”

That earned a hearty laugh, and he ruffled the fur between my ears. “Oh, like you have any room to talk.”

“That’s… fair…” I replied, heat blazing under my cheek fur.

“Just give it some time. It will calm down… eventually. I’ll do my best to smooth things over, but try to keep your head down. Things are going to change, a lot. There’s a whole world of responsibilities headed your way very soon.”

“I will. And Dad… thanks.”

He stood up and nodded toward me before leaving the room. I clicked the TV off and spread the blankets across the sofa, laying on my side and propping my head on the armrest. I was still reeling from everything, worry, fear, and sadness all spinning and mixing in my gut. But for the first time that night, I had the small hope that things might be ok in the end.