Things to Come

Hot… 
It was an overpowering heat, pressing down on me, just like the overwhelming scent of sex, the familiar smell of a sweaty male body, the fluttering feeling of something pushing apart my twitching sphincter, the bared fangs, the lolling tongue, the predatory gleam in the familiar eyes…
My heart was hammering in my chest and my own straining cock gave a fierce jolt as I heard my brother growl, his mouth opening impossibly wide, showing off the gleaming fangs. It all went so fast, was too fast. But it was just as overwhelmingly hot as it was scary. I was whimpering, already feeling my head engulfed, all tight and hot, my fur matted with sweat, my cock bobbing as it pressed against my flat abdomen, just as my whole body startled to convulse. I was moaning, babbling, my cock aching as I felt the clenching tight pressure in my balls. The clammy feel of air on sweat matted fur, then a final squeaking whimper as I felt my orgasm splatter over my chest, clinging stickily to my lighter colored belly fur.
Then my eyes were fluttering open and I stared dizzily at the slowly moving ceiling fan.
A lukewarm breeze wafted over my naked body, the crag in the ceiling coming into focus, the very same one my eyes had been tracing as I had been battling for sleep, uncomfortably aware of the presence of my older brother – and my very much inappropriate reaction to having him naked and gloriously muscular on he bed next to mine…
Damn, damn, damn!
The more my mind began to clear up, the more I started to feel embarrassed, dirty…
I had to suppress a nervous laugh. Yeah, bad species habit, that one. And it would definitely not improve the awkward situation of me lying naked on the bed, sheets tossed away in my sleep with a rock hard cock and a fresh load of cum smeared over my upper body…
“Hey, Mike, everything okay with you there?”
The soft, sleepy voice made me jolt upright, my ears folding back as my gaze darted over, seeing Jaylon’s muscular body against the backdrop of the light falling in through the window, faded neon more than the half moon or the barely visible stars. Him being just as naked as I was definitely did not help, not when I had just woken up from a wet dream of my four years older brother fucking and eating me...
I drew a breath, knowing already that he would surely be smelling my orgasm, tasting it on the way too warm air. He would know, know that his gay little brother had just orgasmed in his sleep like some horny teenager…
Well, to be fair, I did at least still technically qualify as one…
I winced as I heard the sound of the bed springs, lowering my head as his heavy footsteps signalled him coming over. And the embarrassment was only worth given that my traitorous cock was starting to swell as I watched the flexing of the muscles he was proudly working his ass off for, as I inhaled his very familiar scent.
He was sweaty from the heat of our cheap motel room, just like me.
...and while it was on a whole different level then the overpowering scent of a fresh orgasm, I could smell his own arousal, the scent of precum as it would build up during a nightly erection…
I had not given him a reply so far, but maybe my body language had been answer enough. My eyes were starting to well up as I felt the gentle arm coming to rest on my shoulder, just as his weight settled down on the mattress. 
I couldn’t help shaking a bit as I felt his warm, sleepy breath against my flattened ear, the gentle voice and the firm squeeze around my shoulder. Even though it clearly was meant to soothe me, it did not help much. Not when I felt like I had physically rein in the part of me that wanted to not only press my nose right into his muscular chest, like I would sometimes do as part of a warm, brotherly hug, but go much farther, far beyond what could be passed off as immature brotherly affection.
I had danced on the edge between innocent brother worship that could still pass as childish and cute – at least to a doting family – and very much not so innocent sex fantasies for year now. And it was the very reason I now found myself in this whole mess. A very sticky mess of a horny young hyena with the object of his lusty fantasies close enough to…
“Hey, it is alright, nothing to be ashamed of, happens all the time in the dorms, you know? Well, though of course, in your case, I won’t be teasing you about what out of your league girl you had been dreaming of banging”, he chuckled, ruffling my messy hair, making me have to suppress a needy little whimper. 
Where the heck should I even start? Yes, my brother was being all nice and casual about it, just as he had been when it came to me coming out to him, but this, this was...
...more than I had any idea how to properly deal with….
“I, I did not mean to, I mean, it just...”, I launched into an apology, hoping that I might somehow get around the very obvious fact that my arousal was quite far from quieting down. And get a hold of myself before he fully realized how my quivering body was brushing against his.
He did not give me much time to squirm like a fish out of water though, he just pulled me closer, right against his chest, until on of my ears was only inches away from his muzzle.
“...did not mean to cry out my name as you were shooting your load? Just happened that you were moaning and begging for me to fuck you?”
His low voice hit me like a painful jolt of electricity, making my whole body jerk violently as I tried, in vain, to struggle free from his gentle but very firm hold.
In the end, I could only let out a squeaky whimper, finding my head pressed right against his rib cage, allowing me to listening to the rhythmic beat of his heart. The steady, firm drumbeat of life, resonating through his powerful body.
And then, slowly, I felt him take my hand in his own, all steady and firm, and move it down his body until it came to rest right on his own, already half erect cock. Slippery precum was beginning to coat my finger tips as he let out a rough breath, flowing right over my flattened ears. Then he gently began to move my hand up and down, up and down, cooing softly as he felt me let out a shaky breath, feeling numbing heat flood over me as I felt his cock grow stiffer under my touch.
This was clearly still a dream. It, it had to be. I could not really just be jerking of my brother, not have him moan into my ears as I felt myself being pressed right against his ripped, muscular body.
But it all felt very real, like a stark, firm pressure after the previous diffuse flurry of incoherent images, the shifting scenery of the dream contrasted by the firm solidity of the slightly creaky motel bed my brother was now pushing me back onto, lying down next to me, pulling my shaking body against his own muscular frame.
“Gods, Mikey, I thought we had gotten over that whole thing about you being afraid of me when you told me about you being gay, came out to me...”, he spoke softly, stroking me as I felt tears welling up in the corners of my eyes, letting out an awkward, rather pathetic sound as I tried to muffle my own voice in his fur.
I still felt very much at a loss, my months of guilty shame, the awkwardness, the fear of discovery starting to come apart as I was suddenly, quite unexpectedly, having my hands on my brother’s throbbing cock, just as my own was rubbing insistently against his muscular thigh. 
It was exactly the kind of thing I had fantasized about, but now that it was happening for real, I was feeling like too much of a confused mess to make anything of it. Right now, I was feeling too relieved of still having my big brother – even though we had not yet touched on all of it..
But just thinking of what now suddenly could be was making my heart thump heavily in my chest. This, was, very definitely not what I had been expecting. And part of me still could not quite belief this was not another lewd dream of a pervy gay hyena boy lusting for his brother.
“J, Jaylon, I, I mean, I thought you…”, my stammering voice sounded pathetic, even to me. I felt rather awkward, having no idea where to start. But I wanted to know why the heck my cool jock brother who I knew girls where throwing themselves at all the time was putting my hand right on the very cock I had been fantasizing about before I even had fully understood about he whole being gay thing. I wanted to know what I had missed to suddenly find myself in this position, inhaling his scent, heart thumping and my mind spinning with images of where this might be heading towards...
Warm breath was tickling my ear as my brother let out a sigh, shifting a bit, now lying on his back, filling up enough of the queen size bed that I would have to cuddle against him or risk falling off.
“Mike, you do remember what I had told you when you came to my room, all serious, saying you had to tell me something important, looking like the world was about to end for you…?”
He had a soft grin on his muzzle, the teasing words making my cheeks burn, even though he was gently scritching my back, just as he pulled me against his broad chest.
“About how I will fuck a guy now and then myself?”, he gave me a toothy grin, showing of his powerful  fangs, giving them a suggestive lick.
Yes, I, well, I did remember that of course! It was not exactly easy to forget when your brother casually told you about how as a red blooded male of a predator species, he would of course make sure to supply his body with ample protein. Namely, how that would involve devouring prey males whole and alive. And how even his most boob obsessed predator friends would not pass up the chance to get a last fuck out of their blushing and moaning snacks before putting them out of their hormone addled misery and into their proper place – digesting beneath their hard abs.
Those few casual words, meant as a reassurance for me, his gay, submissive and secretly also prey identifying brother had been enough to fuel many of my masturbatory fantasies for month to come. And they sure had made me hope that maybe, one of those carnal escapades might end up happening while he was back home again. And that I would have the chance to listen to it happening, or maybe even take a peek as he would be in his room, fucking some Zebra or Impala or even a lithe little feline and then opening his jaws wide...
But, that, that was a pred thing. It was fucking a prey. Something that, just like he had said, even his completely straight friends would do…
“I, I thought, I mean, you said, you said that you only ever have fucked a guy who was prey, one who you would...”, I trailed off, not daring to look him in the eyes, my face instead pressed against his firm pectoral muscles, close enough that I could feel his steady heartbeat. But he did not let me get away with that…
I felt one of his hands cup my chin, forcing me to look up, stare into that slightly open maw which in my fantasies had opened wide in front of me and…
“Well, it seems like that at least would not be the issue, Mikey. You know, you were talking quite a lot in your sleep...”, he said with a chuckle, still slowly stroking my back, just as it had grown rigid and my heart had begun to hammer painfully in my chest. His hand still forced my chin upwards, still made me look right into the yawning darkness beyond the row of teeth as I felt our bodies shifting, Jaylon moving until his stiff cock was pushing slick and throbbing against mine. I let out a little squeak.
“I, umh, I did not...”, I stammered, feeling my whole body tingling with a mix of primal fear and an almost indomitable surge of arousal. This, was, this was way too much, I wasn’t, wasn’t ready! He surely would not eat me, right? Not, not even if part of me really wanted him to…
“Ssshh, no need to hide, Mikey...”, his voice had shifted to a lower range, a slight growl reverberating in it as he leaned in, licking slowly over my face. Hhis hot breath was tickling my nose and making my cock jolt till my arousal was getting painfully intense.
“It is okay, not everyone in a family can end up a pred. Got a few friends with prey brothers of their own. Just one of these things that happen now and then. And well, tradition of course used to be that one the family would eat them by the time they came off age, to keep the bloodline strong. Someone like a sibling...”, his raspy voice teased playfully, sending a flush of heat through my body that culminated in me letting out a helpless whimper, my cock throbbing like mad as I stared into his eyes, into his open maw. I felt him shudder, felt his slick, rock hard cock push against mine as he began to pant, giving me a look that seemed half surprised, half purely hungry as he clutched me tighter, grinding our erections together, both of us breathing hard, our fur matted with sweat. I let out another whimper, my nipples growing pert, rubbing against him as I could only give in to it, the pure arousal that was flooding every strand of my body.
“Damn, you really, really make me want to...”, he groaned, pressing his muzzle against mine in a clumsy, fierce kiss. Lips parting, I let his tongue push in, letting him claim my mouth as his whole body shuddered with a muffled groan. Jaylon, my brother, was, horny…
Really horny, pent up, hard. And I realized that he must have held himself in check as he had put his arm around me, comforted me. And even if he might be minutes away from unceremoniously stuffing me into his unhinging, gaping maw, I was feeling warm and grateful and more than anything, I wanted to make him cum. Waned to finally feel the orgasm I had been fantasizing about for half my life. I wanted him...
And thus I let out muffled little whimpers, hugging his muscular body, clumsily searching for the spots where he would like to be touched, drawing on memories of innocent strokes, our younger selves cuddling against each other. And also on the fantasies I had been having for so many years…
Fantasies of making my brother moan, pant and making him sweat and getting his cock to bob up and down against his muscular body as I would take care of his needs.
And whether it was me fondling his muscular pecs, the needy kiss or just the way our bodies were grinding against each other, it had to be mere seconds until I felt him jerk uncontrollably, breaking the kiss to let out a lusty groan as his cock began to shoot his thick, hot, sticky release all over our bodies, smearing it into our fur, only for me to add my own with a yelping cry, my cock finally reaching a second and this time only all to real bursting crescendo, as my big, sexy hunk of a brother was clutching me to his trembling body.
“Haaah, you, you’re gonna, gonna eat me then…?”, I asked half timidly, half in anticipation, my heart hammering in my chest. And I knew that if he wanted to, I would happily let him have me…
“Nnnh, f, fuck, no, not, not like that!”, he got out, fighting for breath, giving me an almost hurt look.
“Only, only meant to tease you, but, fuck, your reaction was so hot I got a bit carried away...”, he shook his head, groaning loudly, his cock still stiff and rubbing against my body.
“Your my cute and actually pretty sexy little brother. Not gonna just digest you like some horny little antelope buck”, he got out as he hugged me tighter against his muscular body. 
And I for my part really could not help feeling like an idiot…
Well, of course he would not just eat me, that was my own dirty mind letting the fantasies run wild…
“I, umh, I mean, it’s not like I wanna die just yet either...”, I got out with a sheepish look on my face, taking a deep breath of the sex laden air, before continuing: “It’s just, when you did that to me, when you were teasing me like that, I, kinda...”
The hug became, if possible, even tighter, Jaylon slowly stroking my messy hair, apparently complete unconcerned about the stick mess we were both spreading through our furs. 
The whole room had to be reeking of sweat and sex. Just thinking of how the cleaning staff would be able to pick it up, even if we did our best to air it out, was kinda embarrassing…
But at the same time, being held like that, still all messy and panting helplessly after the fireworks had fizzled out made me feel warm and wanted in a way I never had expected…
I let out a little whimper as I buried my nose in his chest fur, wanting his scent to envelope everything else, blanket me in its familiar embrace.
“Yeah, I, could kinda tell...”, Jaylon chuckled, his rhythmic strokes and scritches slowly making the tension leave my body.
“And I cannot say that it isn’t always damn hot for me. I mean, seeing that reaction in my prey. Honestly, I don’t think I could just eat and digest those cute, horny guys if I couldn’t tell how much they were into it themselves...”
I perked my ears at that, feeling, well, maybe not surprised really, but still…
It definitely made me feel a bit warm inside. Seeing my big, macho big bro having that sort of a softer, gentle side. And I certainly could understand why those prey would want to offer themselves up to him...
“So, umh...”, I trailed off, not really sure what to say, not really sure where this was to go from hereon...
Jaylon let out a sigh.
“Well, now that I know I don’t have to act all proper and decent and keep myself from nailing my little brother... now that I don’t have to keep telling myself that just because he is gay, it doesn’t mean that he is my personal fucktoy, I think we shall start with setting up a few new rules...”
He was grinning at me and I was feeling my cheeks starting to burn. Though it was the sort of embarrassment I was pretty sure I could warm up to...
“That, well, that sounds, sounds okay to me, especially the part of you stopping to tell yourself I am not your personal fucktoy...”, I got out, shivering, my well spent cock tingling at the thought of him changing his mind on that.
“Yeah, better should, because if you don’t suck my cock the moment you wake up next morning, I might have to think about having you for breakfast after all...”, he growled, with the same teasing tone as before, making my heart skip a beat. 
Damn, just imagining that was unbelievably hot...
“Hnnnh, you’re just saying that now, but I bet you are gonna do it anyway...”, I let out a whimper, half smiling, feeling the enticing flutter that went through my whole body as he growled in response.
“Well, if you are being a good little bro, maybe I shall just swallow you up and let you out. You do know that that’s something a pred can do for a prey not quite ready to go all the way...”, he whispered into my ear, taking it between his lips to tug at it playfully.
I, I had not known that actually…
I looked at him, feeling my heart thump in my chest. 
“You, you would do that for me…?”, I asked hesitantly, feeling a bit unsure, both anticipating it but also feeling a little afraid. Especially when I knew part of me might want to make it a one way trip…
“Yes, I would honestly really like that. I did it with a cheetah friend a couple of times. It is a bit exhausting maybe, so, not something I can just do every day. And not something I want to pressure you into. But, if it might prevent you from ending up throwing yourself at some good for nothing pred, maybe a damn lion of all things, I think it may fall under brotherly responsibilities. Or what would you say?”
Jaylon gave me a very rakish grin and I could not help giggling a bit as I pressed my body against his, rubbing my cock over his firm, rock hard abs. Yeah, I really liked the idea of getting a taste of what it would be like beneath that firm layer of muscle…
“Hnnnh, please, you need to protect your dumb little brother from throwing himself at the lions, big bro.”
He chuckled, giving me a playful nudge in the ribs, making me giggle even more as he rolled over, pressing me down into the mattress and firmly keeping me pinned under his larger body.
“Okay, you have been asking for it, tomorrow, you are going in there...”, he growled, showing off his gaping maw, jaws stretching until it became grotesquely big, making me shudder and whimper as I felt my cock tingling again, starting, against all odds, to grow stiff once more.
“Hnnnh, please, have mercy!”, I mock begged, weakly struggling against his grip until finally growing limp, letting him manhandle me, nip at my ears and hold me even tighter against his mouthwateringly hunky body.
“Only for tonight...”, he growled, before finally breaking out into a laugh, both of us fighting for breath as we were spasming wildly, taking minutes that seemed to stretch on forever until we had both calmed down and I was once again lying next to him face to face, my arms wrapped around him, my cheeks resting against his muscular pecs.
“Mikey, I do think if we want to have any chance to get out of bed in time for checkout, we better make sure we get some sleep now, okay?”
He let out a long sigh and I could feel the ripple of movement going through his body as he was bracing himself to get up, to go back to his own bed…
I looked up at him, letting out a whimper.
“Umh, but, can we maybe stay like this? Just sleep in the same bed tonight? It, might be a bit cramped maybe, but...”
I saw the corner’s of Jaylon’s mouth twitch as he looked down at me, giving me a crooked grin, before finally letting out another sigh, his body sinking back into the mattress as he wrapped one arm around me.
“Like back when you were a little kid and wanted to sleep with me when you were having nightmares?”
His yellow eyes were shining in the dark, reflecting the faint light coming in from outside, as I looked up at him with the sweetest expression I could muster.
“To make sure no big, hunky lions come over and try to eat me up?”, I said, trying the kind of coquettish tone I had seen some of the old Hollywood vixen starlets use on their big, handsome wolf co-stars. Jaylon just let out a snort, but nevertheless, I felt his muzzle brush against mine for a quick, rather tender kiss.
“The only one whose going to eat up my silly little brother is gonna be me...”, he let out a low growl, giving me a playful wink before he closed his eyes.
“Good night, Mikey. From now on, you are gonna share all your kinky dreams with your big brother, okay?”
His voice was drifting off, ending in a drawn out yawn as he gave me a soft squeeze.
“Shall do, promise… Good night, big bro...”, I slung my arms around him, kissing his nose, before nuzzling my face back into his chest fur. 
It did not take long for the sound of his breathing to slowly grow steadier, deep and slow. It was a tender, soothing rhythm that seemed to slowly fill up my mind as I finally felt the adrenaline fade and the bone deep exhaustion overtake me. Even though my cock was semi erect, rubbing against my brother’s matted fur, it felt like little more than a sweet, soothing tingle now. And before I knew it,  my own body was growing heavy like lead and I just let myself drown in the warm ocean of sleep opening up beneath me, fogging my mind, all warm and smelling familiar with the newly added salty tang of sweat and sex to slowly sweep me away, back into the land of dreams...