Of Brotherly Secrets
I have always wanted a story kinda like this one, but to no success so i just made my own. This is the first story ive written, so it might not be perfect. It contains M/M between two underage raccoon brothers. So if you dont like this kind of stuff or are under 18, just dont read it.
Of Brotherly Secrets
There was a time when I was much younger Raccoon then I am now. I was only around 15 if I remember right. Back when I was still living with my parents and my older brother. He was only one year older then me, but a good four inches taller. We were both about the same physically. I was 5' 4" weighing only 135 lbs, and he was pretty much the same, except for being taller. He tried to work out sometimes, but it never helped any. He remained small and weak, but he could still overpower me if he really wanted. Which he made sure I knew during our occasional wrestling matches on the floor.
We had a small nest, far out in the woods to where no one ever came by unless they had to. Although if you ever saw the place you wouldn't think we were that secluded. There was electricity and even phone lines stretched out to us. It was a good life, no cares, and no worries, just the family living together. In fact the only thing I didn't like was that my brother and I had to share the same room with two different beds. It's not the we never got along, some would say we were the best of friends; its just that I knew things about my brother. Things that to this day I don't think he knows that I know.
Late at night when he thought he was all alone, I would sneak in and see pictures on the computer screen. Always pictures of males, doing things to other males that I've never thought possible, and the whole time there was one paw on the mouse and another in his lap. At the time I didn't know anything about sexuality or any of the acts that went with it, so when I saw him looking at those pictures I was really confused. I never talked to him about them or asked him what they meant. I just thought it would be better that way, until one night.
It was late, around 10:00pm, and there was a bad thunderstorm outside. The house would almost shake with each boom that went across the sky. I had been in bed since 9:00 unable to go to sleep due to the storm. After a few more earth shattering explosions of sound I heard creaking of a bed coming from the other side of the room, and then footpads slowly coming toward mine. I knew it had to be my brother because he was scared of storms as well. I turned my head over looking into the darkness, unable to see anything until a bright flash from another lighting bolt struck revealing my brother standing right next to my bed.
"What's wrong?" I found myself asking as I saw him standing there.
"I'm a little scared right now, do you care if I sleep in your bed tonight?" he answered.
This really hadn't shocked me as he has asked to sleep with me before during storms. I had always found it to be a little comical since he was the older and tougher one getting scared enough to climb into bed with his younger brother. I had no problems with him sleeping with me, since nothing had happened before.
"Sure, just try not to toss and turn around as much as you did last time, I couldn't sleep," I had said. He was in and under the covers almost before I could finish the sentence. He made sure to lie down so his back was facing mine. I could feel his tail brushing up against me, almost tickling me. But I couldn't complain, once he was in the bed I could feel warmth coming off him and soaking into me. It was a cold night, so I couldn't complain about the new heat source.
It wasn't until around midnight that the storm finally slowed down. I could still see a few flashes in the darkness, but there weren't any loud booms after. I thought that now I could finally get some sleep since I had to go to school the next morning, so I closed my eyes to prepare for sleep when I felt the bed sway some indicating that my brother had turned around. I passed it off still trying to go to sleep when I felt his paw reach up and rub on my shoulder some.
I opened my quickly trying to figure out what he was doing to me when I felt the bed shift some more. I could feel his body scooting closer to mine. I didn't know if he thought I was asleep or what, but I just lay there staring into the darkness not saying a word. His paw started to rub down over my back then stop at the bottom of my shirt. I felt his warm paw then start to rub under my shirt, on my back. I couldn't take it anymore I had to say something.
"Brother, what are you doing?" I tried to ask as softly as I could, but as soon as I had spoken I felt the paw shudder to a stop. He must have thought that I was sleeping. However after a few seconds I felt the paw slip out from under my shirt and start to tug at my side. I knew what he wanted me to do, so I turned around coming muzzle to muzzle with him. All I saw him do was raise a paw to his maw and make a very stern "Shhhhh" sound. I was greatly confused but I trusted my older brother. After he was done making the sound his paw dropped down and resumed rubbing over me, only this time on my chest. I was struggling as hard as I could to figure out what he was trying to do until my whole body froze. His paw had slid down from my chest, quickly dropping to my sleeping shorts. His paw resting on top of my crotch. At that point my confusion changed to fear almost. I let a paw drop down to pick his up off me, but he stopped me. Even growled a little as he pinned my paw back. I had never seen this side of him before. What was he doing?
"There has been something I have wanted to do to you for along time brother! I think its time to get it out of my system." He exclaimed as he gripped his paw around my crotch, squeezing my sheath between his digits.
"What are you talking about?! This is wrong you shouldn't be touching me like this!" I franticly pleading with him hopping he would stop, but all I got was a paw wrapped around my maw holding it closed.
"What part of shhh don't you understand brother," he said looking me straight in the eyes. All I could thing to do at that point was let out a whine as he held my maw closed. His other paw let loose of its grip and started to pull my shorts down until they were around my foot paws. His attention dropped from my eyes down to my sheath. He stared at it intently letting out a small murr as he did. Looking over it from every angle from the soft black velvety fur of my ball sac up to the silver furred sheath itself. He even sniffs some like he wanted to smell it. I couldn't think why anyone would want to see my sheath. That was gross, wasn't it? At any rate I wanted him to stop. I didn't know what he was doing, but all I could think was that it was wrong.
His paw had finally released my shorts, after he felt he examined me enough, to fondle my sac. My eyes instantly grew wide as I felt his digits slowly working over my sac, cupping them into his paw, and rubbing his paw over the fur that covered it. His other paw finally released my maw. I was to scared to cry out anymore, so all I could do was lay there panting trying to figure out what was going on. His now free paw lowered down to his own pants, quickly removing them and tossing them somewhere into the dark room. I took a deep breath feeling my heart beat crazily as I could see in the dim lighting a long pink shaft sticking out of his sheath coming out about six inches. I was scared. I knew I had something like that too, but I had never seen it stick out through the sheath like that.
I saw a look of pleasure on his face, and then looked back down to his member. He had lowered it so it could rest on my crotch. I felt something warm and moist at the tip as he pressed it against my sheath. That is when I felt a paw raise up to me sheath again and rest on the top. Slowly I felt a single claw start to press inside it and move around against the inside walls, and against my unerect member. I had never felt anything like this before or ever had the urge to at me age so all I could think was to be afraid. My breaths got faster and deeper, I almost wanted to cry but I thought that might make him do worse things.
The thing that shocked me the most was what started to happen as his claw explored the inside of my sheath. I could feel my member start to get harder and even start to poke out through the top of the sheath. I looked down a little confused, but I could tell my brother was looking down with different ideas all together. His paw had retreated out of my sheath just as his maw lowered down. I wasn't even looking down anymore; I didn't want to know what was going on so I kept my attention to the ceiling. I had to clench my whole body as I felt a warm, soft lick up my member to the tip, then back down again. I closed my eyes and tried to think of something else, anything to take my mind of what my brother was doing to me.
After a few seconds of constant licking my member felt as hard as it could get. Only coming out at 3 inches, but my brother didn't seem to mind. His maw left leaving my member dripping in his saliva. I could feel his warm length press up against mine making me whimper again. His paw wrapped around both his member and mine, pumping up and down on both of them at the same time. With each stroke I could feel warm liquid coming out of his member and dripping down mine until it would soak into my sheath fur.
I had gripped the sheets around me and pulled them up into my face so I could cry into them. I felt his paw moving faster and faster over us with wet sloshing sound each time he would move his paw. I started to feel a little light headed from only breathing into the sheet, but I could strongly remember a sudden increase in his breaths and with a few more hard thrusts with his paw, his member started to swell and a rush of warmth filled my lap soaking his seed into my fur. A strong moan came from my brother, his paw finally stopping its motions. Even with the sheets over my face I could get a full smell of the scent that followed. It overwhelmed me, and that was the last thing I remember that night.
I awoke the next morning with the sun shining in my face, and my brother not in my bed, or even in the room. I sat in my bed for a few minutes trying to figure out what exactly happened the night before, and did it even happen. Was it just a dream? I decided I should at least get ready for the say so I threw the covers off my body to reveal a very pungent stain around my still naked groin. It was then that I knew it was all real, I felt like crying again. I forced myself out of bed and slipped some clothes on right over top all the dried seed trying to pretend it didn't happen.
When I finally made my way to the kitchen I saw my mom sitting at the table eating breakfast, but no sign of my brother. I took a seat next to her letting out a sigh. "What's wrong hunny?" I heard her ask.
"Have you seen my brother around today? I don't see him anywhere"
"Oh! Didn't he tell you? He left early this morning to go away to his real dads house. He is going to live with him from now on. He was supposed to leave yesterday, but he insisted on staying just one more day cause he wanted to spend at least one more day with you, dear," she tried to say as sincere as she could. All I could manage to do was lay my head in my arms and cry again. The last thing I can remember her saying was "Aw, you must be more heart broken over him leaving then I thought you would be." I responded by crying harder.
As i said, its my first one, so if there is any comments or suggestions for new strorys i may write. feel free to say them. My email is [email protected]