Candace “Candy” Goldwater was feeling horny and mischievous. With the end of the school year coming up, everyone had been busy preparing for graduation so it had been almost two weeks since she had gotten to spend any quality time with her boyfriend, Blake Fartrotter, and she wanted more than her toys between her legs.  Being a bunny in prime breeding age it had been getting more and more difficult for her to go more than two days without her fires being quenched with her boyfriend’s seed.  Two weeks without it had been hell.  But today, today she was going to get to see him and she could hardly wait for him to fill her.

Deciding that she was going to be a little more naughty than usual she went into the bathroom that she shared with her twin brother Chris.  For the past few months she had taken to leaving the door to his bedroom open when she was going to shower, knowing that he could see everything she was doing from the full body mirror on his closet.  Today, she decided to go a bit further, just to fluster her shy brother and get herself feeling extra kinky for Blake, not that she was sure he’d even notice.  Maybe he would this time.

Candy stood with her back to the open door to Chris’ room and took off her bathrobe and hung it on the hook.  She only slept in her panties, and not all the time at that.  Today she was wearing them and was trying to decide if she was going to keep them on or give her brother a full show.  She knew what Blake would prefer if he were the one she would be performing for, so she hooked her thumbs on either side of her slender waist and pulled them down.  Rather than just stepping out of them and picking them up later, she made a show of bending over to pick them up, her butt naturally spreading as she did so.

The sound of typing previously coming from her brother’s room suddenly stopped and Candy knew she had Chris’ attention.  She lingered in that position a moment more then picked up her panties, stood, and tossed them into the laundry chute.  Normally at this time she would have gotten into the shower, but not today.  Instead she sat down on the toilet, something she almost never did with Chris’ door open.  In this position she could actually see her twin staring at her in the mirror’s reflection, but she pretended not to notice.

Candy threw her head backwards, tilted her pelvis up, and spread her legs.  She started teasing herself, tracing a single finger just at the edge of her pussy lips, while cupping her left breast with her free hand.  She heard Chris gasp, but she continued to pretend to be totally unaware of what was happening with him.  Her left hand went to her nipple while her right continued to tease her sensitive folds.  She was already damp from fantasizing about Blake’s massive equine penis before she even got out of bed, but this really caused her juices to flow.  A drop of clear fluid leaked out between her lips and slowly ran all the way down her slit where it pooled against her butthole before eventually dropping down into the toilet still connected by a shimmering clear strand.

That did it.  She could hear her brother masturbating.  She kept it up, using her natural lubrication to coat her finger then moving it between her lips as if she were going to put it in her hole.  From the other room she heard Chris moan.  Her trap had worked perfectly.  Doing her best to keep from grinning she gasped and pulled her hands from her crotch and nipple and snapped her head forward, her eyes meeting her brother’s in the mirror.  She could only see the tip of his penis, surrounded by his rapidly stroking right hand.

“Christopher Allen Goldwater!” she shouted, pretending to be enraged.

Chris froze like a deer in the headlights, on the verge of cumming, his penis throbbing with need as a few drops of semen leaked out from the end of his cock.  He was too shocked at getting caught to speak.

Without bothering to grab her robe or even a towel, Candy stood up and stormed into her brother’s room.  She actually grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand from his cock, lube, pre-cum, and a few drops from his ruined orgasm glistening on his skin and fur.  “You fucking little perv!  Mom and Dad are going to skin you alive and make a rug out of you when I tell them what I caught you doing!”

Chris wilted and dried to draw back.  “Sis, no.  Please!  Don’t tell them.  I’m sorry.”

“You’re only sorry that you got caught, you horny little shit.”

“Please, I’ll do anything you want.  Just don’t tell.”

Candy was reminded of how many times he had said that as they were growing up.  She fondly thought back to a particularly memorable time and said to Chris, “Really?  Just like when we were kids, huh?  Okay, I’ll make you a deal, but you are going to promise me that you will comply or I’ll definitely tell our folks they raised a dirty little Peeping Ben.”

Chris nodded frantically.  “Yes.  I promise.  Thank you, sis.”

“Remember when we were about 10 and were playing in the woods?  Remember that one time I caught you watching me squat and pee?”

“Yeah, I remember.  You threatened to tell unless you got to watch me pee too.”

Without letting go of her brother’s wrist, Candy grabbed an empty fast food soda cup from the day before off of his desk with her free hand.  “Come with me.  Now!”  She half dragged him into the bathroom and shoved him backwards into the shower stall, only then letting go of his wrist.  She poured the remnants of diluted cola and melted ice into the toilet and handed the cup to him.  “Fill it,” she commanded.

“What?  Ew?”

“Do it!  Or else!”  Candy had to stop herself from giggling at how much this felt like when they were kids.  There were so many times that Chris ended up doing her chores and his both, just so their parents didn’t find out about something he had done.

“But… but… it's hard.  It’s gonna go everywhere.”

Candy grabbed her brother’s erection and pulled it towards her.  “You hold the cup and I’ll aim your stream, just so you don’t get your filthy piss all over me.  That’d probably make you hotter wouldn’t it, ya perv?”  If truth were to be told, it would definitely have made Candy even hornier than she already was.  She found urine play unbelievably arousing.

“Sis!” Chris shrieked.

Candy squeezed his erection, her manicured nails pressing into his sensitive flesh.  “Do it.  Do it now, Chris.”

“I-I’m trying.  It’s hard to start peeing when a guy is hard.”

“Blake can do it just fine.”

“Wait, what?”

“Do.  It.  Now.  Chris.”

Chris was so flustered that he was shaking.  He closed his eyes and tried to force his pee out.  Nothing.  He tried again and failed.  On the third time, it began to trickle out of the tip, stinging slightly because he had been holding his morning pee since he got up and it was strong.  A moment later he was peeing freely.

Chrissie was having fun trying to aim his high arching stream into the cup.  She filled it about half way before snatching it from him with her free hand and pushing her brother’s cock against his scrawny stomach, forcing him to pee all over himself, soaking his face and chest.  “Mouth open!” she commanded as she tried to aim his stream into it, but already his bladder was spent.

“Fuck, Candy!  Now I’ve got to take a shower before Blake gets here and I know you’re going to use all the hot water with your shower.”

“Nope.”

“Nope what, sis?”

“No shower for you.  You are going to rub it into your fur and then, if I think you’ve done well enough, I might let you wash your paws instead of just licking them clean.”

“What the total fuck, sis?  You’ve been watching that Japanese stuff again haven’t you?”

Candy grinned like a predator, which was especially frightening to see on the lop-eared rabbit.  “Don't be racist.  Anyway it’s not like the internet cares where the porn comes from if it's hot.  Just be glad I’m not into something worse.”

Chris’ jaw dropped open and his eyes went wide.  “What's worse than pee?”

“You don't wanna know. Just do what I say and neither of us ever have to find out…”

Chris was so embarrassed that his blush could be clearly seen through his creamy white and tan fur.  He swallowed hard, and started rubbing his pee into his fur, all the while Candy held his cock with her iron grip.

After a few seconds of Chris “shampooing” his fur with his own piss, Candy said, “I think we ought to dye your fur that color.”

“Are you satisfied?  I smell like the third floor bathroom in the stone building.”

“Almost.  Just a couple more ‘little’ things.”  Candy finally let go of Chris’ erection and grabbed the cup.

Chris groaned.  “You’re gonna make me drink that, aren’t you?  Sick, Sis.”

“After I top it off.  Now get on your knees so you get a good look at this, perv.”

When Chris had complied and was face level with his sister’s crotch she bowed her legs slightly and held the cup between them.  Her first pee of the morning joined his pee and quickly filled the cup.  Instead of stopping, Candy handed the overflowing cup to her brother and finished peeing all over the floor.

“The fuck?”

“Drink it in less than a minute and you won't have to lick up the rest from the floor.  Your choice.”  She looked over at the clock and waited for the second hand to reach 12 then said, “Go!”

“Please, Sis.”

“50 seconds…”

Chris stared at his sister in disbelief.  The worst she had ever done to him was dress him in her clothes and tell people he was her sister.  It was easily believed when they were kids.  Even today, it wasn’t a far stretch to imagine him a girl with his higher pitched voice and androgynous build. Still, she had never done anything even remotely like this before and Blake never told him that she was this kinky with him, and Blake told him everything.

“45 seconds… not a drop yet?”

Chris was shaking and spilling pee on himself as he raised the cup to his lips with both paws.  The urine might have looked like a dark beer, but it definitely smelled like what it was.  Chris took a deep breath and forced himself to take a bit into his mouth.  To the surprise of both bunnies he didn’t spit it back out.

The urine was warm, extremely salty, bitter, and had an almost metallic taste.  There was also another flavor that Chris couldn’t put his finger on, but he thought he could tolerate it.  He began drinking, swallowing it down.  He definitely wasn’t liking it, but it wasn’t as nasty as some of the things he had tried to drink at parties.

“30 seconds…”  Chris began drinking faster, gulping the golden waste.  “15 seconds…”  Chris was chugging down the urine, not even pausing for a breath.  “10 seconds…”  Chris swallowed the last of it and handed her the 32 ounce cup triumphantly.

Candy couldn’t help but smile.  “Congrats, Chris.  I didn’t think you were gonna make it.  I guess there’s only one punishment left and then I’ll stop tormenting you.”

“More than this?  Come on, Sis!”

“Just one little thing.  Go find the tightest pair of old shorts you have, with belt loops.”

Chris stood up.  “I don’t think I like this.”

“Speed up or you’ll be licking the floor clean of my pee, Chris.”

Chris was getting close to his limit.  He was almost in tears but he was still rock hard and his cock was twitching now and then.  That fact was not lost on his sister.  She wondered if Chris even knew that he was enjoying this.  Her juices began to flow again like when she was masturbating on the toilet to entrap him.

It took Chris almost ten minutes to find a pair of shorts that fit his sister’s demand, and he remained hard the entire time.  While he had been searching she had gone into her room and got a couple of zip ties.  Once Chris had the shorts mostly on she made him close his eyes and put his hands behind his neck.  She then got down on her knees and brought her mouth close to her brother’s aching, needy erection.  She gave it a single teasing kiss that made him squeak in shock, then she gently and carefully zipped the shorts up so that they pressed his hard cock against his own groin.

Candy threaded one zip tie through the tab of his zipper and left it dangling.  She then used a second one to draw the two nearest belt loops as close together as she could, causing her brother to complain that they were too tight.  She told him that was the idea, then threaded the first zip tie through the buttonhole and around the second one that held his pants closed.  With that he was in improvised chastity shorts.

“What the hell?  How long am I going to be in these?”

“Until Blake goes home.”

“But I’ll have to pee before then.”

Candy nodded and grinned.  “Yes you will, and I’m so glad that they are white.”

“And what if I just cut the ties?”

Candy scanned around her brother’s room quickly then went over to his night stand.  She picked up a tube of mentholated sports cream and raised her eyebrows.  “I guess I’ll give your bits a special rubdown if you do that.”  Of course she had no real intention of doing anything nearly so cruel to her brother, but at that moment he was afraid that she would.

“You can watch me shower while you towel up your mess on the bathroom floor.  I might even let you towel me off afterwards.”

Chris once again assumed the deer in the headlights expression then followed his sister into the bathroom and started wiping up her urine from the tile.  He just finished and dumped the towel down the laundry chute when he heard the front door slam.

“Out!” Candy snapped.

“But you said…”

“You want Blake to catch you drooling at me?  Seriously, get out.  Now!”

Crestfallen, Chris headed back to his room but when he reached to close the bathroom door Candy told him to leave it open.  If he had looked back he would have seen her wink at him.  She still wanted him to be able to see her.