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A Brother's Aid For Heru By Draconicon

"Heh, you know, you don't look half bad like this, bro."

"Shut up. You know I didn't want to do this."

"Yeah, but you're doing it. Doesn't mean I can't have a little fun with the situation."

His older brother grumbled, but Saul knew that Tom wasn't that bothered by it. The older doberman was probably hiding a grin of his own, considering how ridiculous this little situation was, though he would never admit it.

Then again, who knew that underwear models had to be shaved in the front and back? He smiled to himself as he started flicking the brush through the shaving cream, gathering it all together as he walked over to his bent-over bro. The older doberman was definitely fuzzy over his ass, though not that long-haired, and Saul would have thought that'd be just fine. He didn't remember seeing any of that fuzz poking through his brother's boxers, for example.

Then again, his brother's boxers hadn't been worn for years. He smiled to himself as he started flicking the brush over those ass cheeks, the white cream a startling contrast to the red and black fur down along Tom's haunches.

"So, why didn't you get some professional to do this again?"

"You think I want people to know that I'm getting my ass shaved? I'd be doing this myself, if I could."

"And why can't you?"

"...Let's just say that I don't bend that far."

"Says the man who can suck his own dick."

"No homo there, man. It's just what we do."

Chuckling, Saul shook his head a few times as he started thinning out the cream. He didn't want it too thick to do what it was meant to do. If he had to go over it a second time, the skin would probably get all sorts of red and sensitive, and as much fun as he was having poking at his bro, he didn't want to risk that new job. A modeling gig wasn't something to sneer at, and could lead to something else.

Not to mention getting to see him almost naked all the time.

He could already imagine it, his brother's sleek body on the covers of several magazines, showing off those lovely muscles, that six pack, that bulge, that ass, that -

"Hey, are you going to shave, or keep thinking of more jokes? The first ones weren't that funny, anyway."

"Hmmph."

Shaking his head a bit - and trying to ignore his own bulge - he leaned forward and gave one last touch-up to that muscled rump. The fur was completely covered from waist to the bottom of his ass, everywhere that would be covered by a pair of underwear. He made sure to mark where the razor had to stop, and then put the cream jar back down.

There were several razors that he'd picked out, some for the longer hair, some for the shorter ones. He picked the biggest up first, and ran it along a cloth a few times, clearing it up.

"Alright, you ready?"

"Yeah...just...be careful."

Saul placed the razor on the top of Tom's ass, but didn't push down. He felt the muscles bunch up, all stiff and hard, and he grumbled.

"That's not helping."

"I can't help it. I'm a bit nervous."

"What, you think I'm gonna cut your ass?"

"Well -"

"Only if you keep staying that tense."

"Bro, it's hard, okay. I'm just a little..."

Sighing, Saul put his hand to his chin. A tense set of ass cheeks were nice for watching, but not that good for shaving. He'd miss spots, and then Tom would have a patchwork set of cheeks rather than a shaved, smooth pair.

"Well..."

"What?"

"I could try some of that hypnosis I've been learning in class. Might get you to relax."

"Saul, you've already frosted my ass with shaving cream. I'm not getting that washed off so I can sit down and -"

"I can do it from here. Just...listen. Listen and relax."

He placed the blade back down on that muscled rump, rubbing it back and forth a few times. Each time he did, he turned the blade around, leaving smear marks through the cream as he kept the movement slow and regular.

"Just focus on the cool, flat feeling of the metal. Feel it sliding back and forth across your ass. Back and forth, back and forth, slow and simple. Can you feel the pattern, bro? Can you feel it going back and forth, slowly moving from one side to the other, slowly going back the way it came, slowly repeating the pattern?"

"Yeah...yeah I can..."

"Good. Now, focus on that...focus on that, and let everything else slip away. Feel that slowly sliding back and forth, back and forth, right at the top of your ass. So flat, so smooth, that there's no worry about it doing anything. Just a simple back and forth movement, simple feeling of it sliding along your skin. Let everything else fall away, and only focus on that."

He kept talking, always drawing his brother's attention back towards the flat of the razor rubbing along his skin. The longer he did it, the more that the other doberman seemed to relax. He smiled as he watched his brother's ass cheeks slowly go flat again, no longer so tense and bulbous. It relaxed more and more, and he chuckled as the cheeks parted slightly, revealing the hole between.

The cream had been smeared around it, rather than over it, and he had a beautiful view of that soft, pink pucker, just waiting for attention. His lips turned up into a bigger smile, familiar temptations rising in a way that couldn't be ignored.

"That's it. Just relax, and enjoy the feeling of the blade moving back and forth...back and forth...Now, are you feeling good and relaxed, Tom?"

"Yeah..."

"I'm going to help you feel even more relaxed. Are you ready for that?"

"Yes...."

"Alright. I'm going to start moving the razor down your ass. It's so smooth, so soft, and you want your ass to be just like that, smooth and soft. For every bit of hair I shave off, I want you to think of your ass, think of it getting smoother, and smoother. Do you understand?"

"Yes...yes I understand..."

"Smoother..."

He dragged the razor down slowly, right around the outer hip towards the top of his brother's outer thigh. As the hairs peeled away, coming up with the sharp blade, he heard Tom gasp softly. He worried that he'd cut something -

"Ooooooh..."

But the moan convinced him otherwise. He smiled to himself, moving his hand up to the top of the creamed area again, and started dragging the blade down.

"Smoother...softer...better..."

"Smoother...softer...better..."

With each drag of the razor, he could feel his brother getting more and more limp, more and more relaxed. The longer it went on, the more he swore that Tom was getting turned on. At the very least, the older doberman was getting harder and harder, and he could smell the bit of musk coming off of that cock.

Heh...he's gonna be so mad at me if he ever finds out about this...

But Saul couldn't stop. He'd fantasized about this for too long to leave it alone. Now that he had the opportunity, he couldn't let go. The doberman dragged the razor down again, scraping away more of the cream, more of the hair. Half of his brother's ass was completely bald now, and it seemed to shine like a beacon. Running his hands down it, he could feel the smoothness, and he licked his lips as he imagined what it would be like to use it as a toy.

"Smoother...softer...So good that you can't focus on anything else...so good that you have to have your ass touched...have to have it played with...Getting stronger with each swipe of the blade...A bald ass must be played with..."

"Bald ass...must be played with..."

Yes...play with that ass...

The idea was driving him nuts, and he had to restrain himself to keep from hurrying and possibly harming his brother. He worked fast, though, shaving off the other ass cheek, and feeling his big brother getting harder and hornier than ever. By the time he could put down the razor, he couldn't restrain himself, and grabbed hold of Tom's hips.

"And now...I'll give it what it needs."

"Yes...yes...play with my ass..."

Saul didn't need to be told twice. Gripping that muscled rump, he pulled the older doberman's ass cheeks apart and grinned at that pulsing, eager hole. It twitched like a female in heat, begging for penetration.

He made it wait, leaning in and giving it a couple of sniffs before dragging his tongue along it. Up and down, back and forth, it didn't matter. Every lick seemed to make that hole pucker and twitch and beg for more, and Saul moaned at every taste that filled his mouth. He could taste the musk and the sweat that had built up, as well as the cool water that he'd used to soak the blade every time that he went down those cheeks again.

Best of all, there wasn't the slight hint of bristle that always happened when one canine licked another. Instead, it was completely smooth flesh, almost pulling him onwards, begging him to go further. He dragged his tongue from one side of the ass to another, tasting his brother all over rather than just at the hole, though he always returned there.

Soon, he couldn't stop himself. Ripping his pants open, he grabbed hold of his throbbing cock and lined himself up. The spit was just enough lube for him to ram in, thrusting deep inside of that pulsing hole, and he started thrusting hard right from the get-go. Feeling his balls slap into his brother's bald ones, feeling the difference between shaved and unshaved, left him feeling...powerful. Stronger. Like he belonged here.

"Heh...feels good, doesn't it..."

"Yes...so good..."

"Heh, bald butts like yours need to be fucked...crave it..."

"Yes...need it...fill me...fuck me, bro..."

It didn't take long for them both to go over the edge, with Saul cumming barely a second after Tom did. As his knot slipped in, holding them pinned, he had a horrible feeling that Tom would kick his ass when he woke up again.

But it was fucking worth it....

The End