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Author's Note: Thanks to all my friends, watchers, and viewers. You guys are great! This chapter will be from Malakai's POV.

Loving and Lusting for My Brother

Chapter 6

I was in the kitchen about to make dinner when I noticed that I was missing one of my knives. I looked around the house and I couldn't find it anywhere. As I went upstairs towards Rodya's room, I heard the shower running and the sound of him crying. Without hesitation, I opened the bathroom door to find that my fear was correct. Rodya stood there in the shower with the missing knife and he was about to plunge the knife into his chest.

"Stop!" I cried, running up to him.

"I'm a sick fuck Malakai! I deserve to die!", Rodya spoke

"No, you don't!" I shouted

"Yes, I do Malakai. My feelings for you are not right. You will be much better off without me," he said.

He was about to plunge the knife into himself, but I ran into the shower and pinned him against the wall. He had the knife pointed towards himself and he tried to stab himself, but I was not going to let him do that.

"Rodya, I love you from the bottom of my heart. If you died, I would be devastated. My life wouldn't be better, it would be worse! You've always been there for me, Rodya. Harold would've killed me if you hadn't gotten me out of there," I said.

Rodya sighed. He knew I was right. "I...I just wish I was normal," Rodya said.

"Rodya, normal is a very subjective thing. What's 'normal' for one person isn't 'normal' for another. All that matters is that you are a good person and speaking from personal experience, I know you are," I said.

"You think so?", Rodya said.

"I know so," I replied.

"I'm sorry I tried to kill myself," Rodya said, regret heavy in his voice.

"It's okay, just please promise me you won't kill yourself," I said.

"I promise," he said.

Rodya smiled and I kissed him. I let him go and he dropped the knife onto the rack where we kept the shampoo and conditioner. Rodya shut off the shower and I took the knife back to the kitchen. Rodya followed me to the kitchen, our fur soaking wet. We went down to the basement afterwards and grabbed a couple towels to dry off. My clothes were soaked, so I took them off and threw them in the hamper. Once our fur was nice and dry, we laid down on my bed and just cuddled. I didn't bother putting any clothes on and neither did Rodya. We barely fit on the mattress together because it was only a twin mattress, but that didn't matter to me. All that mattered was that my brother was alive. I held him close, I never wanted to lose him. At some point we fell asleep. When I woke up, I felt the need to pee, so I let go of Rodya and got out of the bed. This woke Rodya up and he asked me, "what time is it?"

I looked at the clock on my wall and said, "it's almost five PM."

"Oh okay. Guess I better start making dinner," Rodya said.

"No, I'll make dinner today, but first I gotta take a piss," I said.

I saw Rodya's ears perk up at that moment and I held back a laugh, I didn't want to upset him. I just found it funny how something as mundane as needing to pee could excite someone so much.

"You can watch. I know you want to," I said, my voice slipping into a seductive tone.

"If that's okay with you? I really need to pee too, so I'll join you if that's okay?," Rodya said blushing.

"It's fine with me," I said, leading him to the basement bathroom. I walked past my computer collection and made a right turn to enter the bathroom. It didn't have a door, but since I was usually the only one down here I didn't care. Inside was a shower, a toilet, a sink, and a trough urinal. Our dad built this bathroom for when his friends used to come over. Since our parents gave Rodya the house, I'm the only one who ever uses it. Personally, I prefer using the urinal over the toilet. We walked up to the urinal and aimed our cocks. I started pissing first, my golden stream hitting the porcelain wall of the urinal and cascading downwards towards the drain. Rodya started peeing next and I couldn't help but watch. Of course he was watching me too.

"We haven't peed together like this in a long time," I said.

"True. I think the last time was on that camping trip out to the Lake," Rodya said.

"I remember that. There was a bathroom nearby, but you insisted on using the trees," I said.

"What can I say? I prefer doing it outside. The trees were closer anyway," Rodya said.

"Says the fox currently using the urinal," I said.

"Well, I didn't feel like walking so far when I just woke up and I know there's a bathroom down here. Besides, I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to pee with you," Rodya said.

"You can pee with me anytime you want, Rodya," I said.

"Thanks," he said, smiling.

"You're welcome," I said.

We watched as our streams slowed down to a trickle before stopping completely. We shook our dicks and then walked over to the sink to wash our paws. We were both hard at this point and I could tell by the way he looked at me that he was horny as hell and so was I. I hugged him and kissed him passionately on the muzzle. He deepened the kiss and I felt him feeling me up. Our erections touched and I so badly wanted to fuck him.

"I want you Rodya," I said.

"I want you too, Malakai," he said.

"Mind if I be on top?" I said.

"Okay. Your bed or mine?", he said.

"Yours is bigger," I said.

We walked back upstairs to his bedroom where he luckily also kept condoms and lube. He laid down on the bed and lifted his tail, presenting his tailhole to me. I lightly stroked my member as I took in the sight before me. I was finally going to top my brother, fantasy finally becoming reality. I put on a condom and lubed myself up. I lubed up Rodya's tailhole too. I positioned myself on top of my brother and gently inserted myself into his warm, tight tailhole. I haven't topped in years and it felt so damn good to do it again. I fucked him gently, I wasn't sure how much experience he had bottoming. Rodya moaned loudly as I plowed him and he begged for more and I gave it to him.

"Harder, faster!," Rodya begged.

No one had ever said that to me before. I had no problem doing that. I plowed him harder and faster, letting my lust take over. Rodya moaned even louder and I loved it. I kept at it and made sure he felt every inch of me. I never experienced sex like this, it was like I was losing my virginity all over again. I didn't want this to end, but I knew I was getting closer to my climax. I didn't want to slow down, I wanted to keep going until I blew my load. The more I thrusted the closer I got until finally I reached that point of no return. I never came so hard before in my life and the orgasm was better than anything I had before. I panted as I said, "best sex ever!"

Rodya was panting too, "you can say that again!"

I pulled out of him and threw away the condom. He flipped over onto his back. His cock was rock hard and leaking pre. I knew he needed to cum too and I was gonna make him. I licked his shaft making it nice and moist for easy entry into my muzzle. I licked the pre off his cock and put it in my muzzle. He didn't last long when I sucked him off, but I didn't mind. I love making my brother cum. His load was huge, just like mine was, and I swallowed all of it. I took his dick out of my muzzle and licked off the cum on my lips. I made sure he saw that.

"Thanks Malakai," he said.

"Thank you, Rodya," I said.

We cuddled once again, basking in the afterglow of our orgasms and eventually falling asleep once again. It was 8 PM when we woke up and we realized we had totally forgotten about dinner. I went down to the kitchen to make us a frozen pizza while Rodya watched TV in the living room. As I waited for the pizza to bake, I began thinking about my relationship with Rodya. Up until recently, we had been just brothers, but after our amazing sex session I felt we had to be more to each other than just that. However, I knew Rodya had "friends with benefits", would he give them up and be exclusive to me? If he doesn't, will I be okay with the fact that he still sleeps with other guys? Up to this point I have been, but now I'm not so sure. We need to define what our relationship is, but is today too soon? I decided to try asking him after dinner where we stand. The timer on the oven dinged, telling me that the pizza was done. I took it out of the oven and cut it into six slices, we each usually ate three slices a piece. There was nothing good on TV, so we just put on one of those music channels while we ate. After we finished, I hesitated asking him the question I so felt needed to be asked. I wanted to define our relationship, but I was so nervous about what answer I might get. Rodya must have picked up on that because he said to me, "is there something wrong Malakai?"

I sighed and said, "I wanted to ask you something, but I'm kinda nervous."

"What is it?", he replied

"I want to know if...since we had sex...if we are more than just brothers now," I said.

"You mean boyfriends?" Rodya said.

"Yes," I replied.

"Well, legally we can't be. Unfortunately," Rodya said.

"I know that, but I was just wondering if we could still be exclusive to each other. You know?" I said.

"Oh...I mean...it's just that I'm not really into being monogamous. I love you more than anyone else in the world, Malakai, it's just I like having sex with multiple people," Rodya said.

I kind of knew this is the answer I would get, but I had held out hope that maybe now that I was available to him, I could have him all to myself. I sighed and said, "okay."

Rodya's ears flattened against his head and he looked down. "I'm sorry," he said.

"It's okay. I want you to be happy too. Any time that you want me, you know where to find me," I said, trying to end the conversation with a seductive tone.

"Okay," Rodya said, ears perking back up.

We then turned our attention to the TV and clicked through the channels until we found a movie we both liked. After it ended, we went to our rooms. I turned on my Windows 3.1/MS-DOS 6.22 PC and played Doom until I was ready for bed. Today had been a whirlwind and while I was disappointed that Rodya didn't want to be exclusive with me, at least he loved me the most and most importantly was still alive.