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Snow fell on a quiet city where the sidewalks were regularly dusted of the stuff and the streets were kept safe for vehicles. The buildings were packed tightly together except for the campus of a university. It was a city where students and staff made up a bulk majority of the residents while the rest belonged to rising businesses looking for the type of fresh talent produced by academia. Some companies treated them more like pawns to pass around without pay for the benefit of being an intern gaining experience and exposure. Thankfully, the city often backed their students with programs to make sure they were paid so they could remain within the city and give their skills without stress but that could only go so far. An apartment complex sat just a few blocks from the university with shiny new bricks and a sign that welcomed newcomers. A pair of students had moved in quite recently and one was just returning from a walk. She was a sheep of sorts with cream wool that had been shorn well with a tuft of it left as hair between short rabbit ears. Bright emerald eyes peered through the apartment and avoided contact with the greeter down at the lobby who waved them in with a smile. The elevator soon beckoned with a beep before the doors shut and it brought her up to the floor where she lived with her brother. Bianca stepped out and took the corner into the hall before stopping at her door, humming while she took out her keycard, passing it over the little display before the door clicked and she was able to open it.

The inside of the apartment was pleasant. Firm wood floors touched with a darker color and covered by a carpet where a couch sat in front of a TV. There were a few jackets thrown here and there along with hers as she took it off and tossed it on the couch but the general apartment was clean. It was smaller than the home that she had left with her brother but it was also infinitely more peaceful. She could walk in and take off her shoes without her mother or father putting her on trial to ask her if she had been doing anything useful with her life while she was out there. Bianca could even take a step around the corner and head into the kitchen to grab a snack without someone making a rude joke about her weight or habits but right now, she opted to head to the bedrooms. There were two bedrooms, one was obviously hers and the other belonged to her brother and she headed toward his.

Bastian's room was wall to wall with Bianca's but neither of them had seemed to care. Most of their lives had been spent in the same room and they cared about each other dearly. They had argued before, of course, but they had always had a good relationship as brother and sister to the point where they wanted to move in together and made it a point that it would be more comfortable to do so. At the same time, something had changed after about a month of their new lives. Right now, they were on an extended holiday from classes because of Winter but Bastian had barely come out of their room. Group studies, conversations, eating together; these things still happened but Bastian didn't go outside and didn't seem to want to hang out with them in a more casual sense either. It had been happening before the break gradually as well with her brother spending less time with her and more time in his room until she noticed that he wasn't going out at all except to go to school and come back. He still cooked, he still did chores, and helped around the apartment but she was concerned with his mood. Bianca steadied herself at his door, breathing in and out before taking the knob and slowly turning it, easing it open to not surprise or disturb him if he was in the middle of something. She peered in and her cheeks burst with color beneath the wool.

Her brother was of a similar species hybrid as her but had curly deep almond wool with some of it resting over glasses that held amber eyes behind them. His ears were lopped instead of jutting upward like her own. Her eyes were not glued on his typical features but rather, the fact that his nude stout body was on display with his chair rolled back as he sat at his desk to the right of the door. Bastian's eyes were glued to a laptop screen, headphones on while his hand pumped rapidly at a massive darkened equine member between his legs. As calmly as she could manage, she closed the door and began slapping her cheeks to keep herself calm. She had seen him naked before. Plenty of times! But she had never seen such raging arousal from him and never thought that he would grow out to be so big! Once she calmed the blush on her face, she pretended as if the image still wasn't pushing up against her mind and brought her hand up to knock on his door.

She heard him scramble before hearing his voice come with a grunt, "Uh, just a minute!" Bianca waited and was glad he took his time getting dressed because it gave her cheeks the opportunity to stop glowing. When the door opened, he stepped out wearing a shirt and loose pants, a heavy bulge pushing against the fabric that she pretended not to notice as he muttered, "Did you need something, sis?"

Bianca smiled and nodded, "Yeah. I just wanted to talk a bit, do you mind or are you busy?"

For a second, it looked like he might refuse the offer but instead, he tugged the door open further and backed into his room before sitting on the bed, "Sure. I got time to talk. Somethin' on your mind?"

"I was going to ask you the same thing," Bianca said with a chuckle as she took a seat next to him.

He raised a brow and snorted, "Really?"

The smile on her face began to fade as she nodded, "Yeah. I feel like I see you less and less every day and since the break has started you've been in your room all this time. Y'know, I like my time to myself too but you've been talking less and I'm just worried about you."

Bastian looked away and put his hands together with his arms resting on his knees as his head hung in what she could only assume was shame while he sighed, "Can't really hide much from you, can I? Yeah. I've been shutting down a bit, more than a bit and I don't mind talkin' about it. You've always been there for me but I was kind of hoping that I didn't need to bug you with this one."

Gently, she placed a hand on his thigh while speaking, "Bastian, you know I don't mind talking to you. We've helped each other through a lot mom and dad wouldn't even dream about hearing so how about now, what's going on?"

"College has been an experience." Said Bastian with a sigh, "My grades are great. Professors love me enough but I just can't seem to meet anyone or shake off this feeling that I'm doing something wrong. I can't make any lasting connections with other students and I feel like some sort of weird creature whenever others just seem to vibe so easily and I can't even understand a basic joke. I tried real hard at first but I ended up meeting some folk I'd rather never talk to ever again and in general, going out feels like a massive drain to the point where I got more and more tired every day. Now I'm just in my room studying, playin' games or uh, doin' other things."

"Jerking off?" She said without thinking.

Her brother coughed and she couldn't help but notice his bulge twitching a bit from the tease, "What? Whatever. Anyway! The point is, that I just haven't been doing well and I don't know how to get out of this rut because...Because mom and dad never gave us the tools to do this I guess. They always told us to keep our snouts in the books so I never cared about interacting with anyone and it was always a problem but now that we're out in college it feels even bigger."

Bianca tore her eyes away from between her brother's legs to take his hand gingerly and squeeze, "I can't say much about that, not gonna lie because I've been feeling the same. Sure, I get weirdo's flirting with me but I haven't really made any meaningful connections and I feel odd whenever I try to. Feels kind of like I missed out on a whole level of education. Not like mom and dad were the emotional wizards I would want to learn from but I guess, just feels like I've been left in the dust."

Quietly, her brother asked, "How do you deal with it and still go out like that?"

She gave a small smile and leaned against her brother while sighing, "Honestly? I don't know. I kind of just push myself and then recharge back here but it sounds like you've been holding a lot back."

Bastian grunted, "Yeah."

A giggle bubbled from her throat as she couldn't help but tease, "I could obviously tell by the tent you're pitching."

"Bianca!"

She laughed and shook her head, "Sorry! I couldn't help it. Besides, it was too big of a thing not to notice. I'll stop teasing about it because I want to say that I love you, okay? I care about you and want you to know that you can talk to me about anything."

For a moment, he stayed frowning until he put an arm around her and squeezed firmly, sighing, "You're right. I'm sorry for keeping all of this in and being so distant. We should start hanging out at night again, watching movies, playing games and all that."

Bianca beamed, "I'd be happy to! Classes are starting soon but the semester shouldn't be hard for either of us so I know that we'll have time! Now, was there anything else you wanted to get off your chest?"

"Not that I can think of."

She thought about it for a few giggling seconds before she couldn't help but ask, "I mean, I can't help you with anything below the belt but if you're that thirsty I guess I could give you a hand."

The firm squeezed grew firmer and he put knuckles on her head to ruffle her hair while he snorted, "If you keep talkin' like that then I'll have to wash your mouth out with soap!"

It tickled more than hurt and she could definitely feel that he could squeeze harder so it was more comforting than anything else to see her brother so energetic as she laughed and tried to push away. When she managed to pop out of his arms, she got up and wobbled away from the bed, "Listen, you enjoy your private time and we'll talk later okay?"

She narrowly avoided a pillow that hit the door as she slipped out and back into the hallway. Her back touched the door as she brought a hand to her chest and found her heart throbbing. Both of her cheeks were flushed with heat and her body trembled just a bit. Bastian grabbing her like that, squeezing her after she made that stupid offer. It had been a joke but what if he had taken her up on it? Would she have done it? Perhaps she would have and that brought her knees to a quivering mess. She thought about peeking in the room again, about trying to get another look at that massive cock but instead, she wandered off to her own room to pick out clothes before heading to the bathroom down the hall.

One bathroom was a bit annoying sometimes but they managed to work it out. Her clothes came off and dropped to the floor before she slid the glass door open and stepped into the shower. The water came down nice and hot. Part of her hoped that the liquid would wash away the thoughts from her mind but her mental gears kept turning toward that massive shaft in her brother's grip. He had needed emotional support and in many ways still needed it and all she could think about was his cock? What type of sister was she? A perverse one apparently. Her digits began to drift between her legs to dig inside of herself, one, two, and then a third as she spread them and thought how many fingers she would need to practice before being able to fit her brother inside. Her fantasies took control of her fingers as she leaned forward against the wall of the shower with her head on it, digits working in little circles while she held her voice knowing that if she could hear Bastian singing in the shower then he would certainly hear her moaning if she let any out.

Why was she thinking about this? Her relationship with her brother had been entirely innocent for the majority of their lives. They had spent time in the same room without any of this cropping up and even been naked around one another so many times due to the simple fact that they were comfortable around each other but now those memories were tainted. She had seen him so furiously pumping his cock and couldn't help but wonder how it would have felt have him on her lap, to get a closer look at that ebony shaft, to be able to put her mouth against it! The more she allowed herself to dip into fantasy, the deeper her digits dug inside of her. It was shameful, it was annoying and she couldn't hold herself back anymore. Just as she opened her mouth to let out her first breathy sigh, she heard the door creak and her eyes shot up wide.

"Uh hey sis, you okay in there?" Came her brother's voice muffled by a layer of glass and water.

"Peachy!" She squeaked at first before clearing her throat, "Doing fine! Did you need something Bastian?"

Bastian paused for a few seconds before speaking slowly, "Yeah, was just wanted to thank you for the talk. Opening up helped a lot so I thought I'd take cooking duty today too. Anything you want?"

She managed to keep her voice from rising an octave this time as she responded, "Fried rice with some sort of meat? I was thinking of making that myself but you're better at it than I am anyway."

Another few seconds of silence followed before Bastian tapped a knuckle on the glass, "You okay in there? You sound kind of out of breath."

Bianca cursed quietly to herself before snorting, "I'm fine dork! I think I might've set the water a bit too hot and I know the glass isn't see-through but are you trying to get a good look at my figure or something?"

A snort came as a reply, "Sis, I've seen you naked so many times so what does it matter if I can see your figure?"

Another pause came between them before Bianca coughed, "Guess you're right. Anyway uh, yeah. Fried rice."

"Fried rice." Repeated Bastian before he sniffed, "Enjoy your shower."

As soon as the door shut, she remembered she still had her fingers buried inside of herself and continued her shameful act. It wasn't as if he was trying to see her body because he had already seen her body. What if he masturbated to thoughts of her form nude and ready for him? What if he had the same type of fantasies she was having right now? How could she be hungry for anything right now other than having his cock rammed deep inside of her? It didn't help that she hadn't quite made any intimate connections outside of her brother. Sure, whatever, she had met a few folks who were interested in her but it was never in a way that she was interested in being mutual about and she just never found someone who was willing to just talk to her and enjoy time with her. More than that, it was hard to express that she wanted that at all. Bianca wasn't sexless as was evidenced by her masturbating during these thoughts but her cravings had to wait until she found someone that she felt comfortable with and that had been no one at all. Except, now she was considering her brother as someone she could have sex with. Nights spent nestled against him toyed in her mind as she thought of his erection poking between her legs, as she wondered how it might've been if she gripped and stroked that lovely thing to let him know it was okay to give her some of that lust.

Such guilty thoughts kept on pounding at the back of her head until her legs closed together and she hissed a hushed sound that marked her climax. She leaned against the wall, panting, eyes shut before she pushed herself off of it and started to get clean in genuine. Her thoughts were still toying around with those memories and fantasies but they were quiet enough now that she could focus on getting clean and quiet enough that she could feel the budding shame inside of her growing. When she got out of the shower, she decided that it would be best to put these thoughts behind her.

For the most part, she was successful. She had a normal dinner with her brother and they talked more than usual. They talked about their individual struggles with classes and how things seemed to be getting worse and not better in terms of social aspects. Their grades were fantastic but they wished that they could get more solace out of that. In a sense, they were going through the same problems. Bianca found that she had been holding back quite a bit as well and it felt good to let it all out. It was also a good distraction from thinking about her brother in ways that she was better off ignoring. By the end of the night, they were both sitting on the couch and her eyes were crawling shut even as they kept on talking. There wasn't a clear resolution in sight and she wished she could say something that would just make it all work out fine in the end and maybe, maybe Bastian was feeling the same way.

Sleep found her soon enough and she woke up with a snort the next morning. A pillow had been put under her head and a set of covers over her body. She felt stiff but at the very least, she was warm. With a sigh, she got up and stretched, the covers tossed to the side before she decided to go check on her brother. A blinking display near the TV told her that it was six in the morning so she was absolutely sure he was passed out but she just wanted to make sure that he didn't pass out on the way to his bed or something. She eased opened his door and headed into his room, the light of the hall giving her enough to see that her brother was sleeping happily but with his glasses on. She smiled just a bit and plucked them off carefully before putting them on the nightstand, pausing for a second as she noticed that he was only in his boxers. Bastian had a stocky build with a rounded gut and strong shoulders and she couldn't help but let her eyes drift to the tent he was pitching in his boxers. She felt her heart thumping as she touched his face, Bastian not waking.

Feeling stupid and yet, unable to stop herself, her hand drifted between his legs to grab onto his boxers and tug them down enough to let his balls and cock bounce out into the air. With trembling digits, she grabbed onto the base of the shaft, the warmth pressing to her palm while her mind continued to yell at her to stop. Instead of doing so, she slowly eased herself onto his bed and between his legs to look at his shaft closely. Her lips pressed against the base and she trembled while she caught a warm scent that grew stronger and earthier as she went down to the balls. Those thick orbs were practically small weights in her hand as she cupped them, cradling them gingerly before putting her snout beneath them to feel the weight on her face. How long had she dreamed about doing this type of thing with someone she loved, someone that she could feel safe expressing with? She loved the idea of worshiping a body like this, of giving herself to someone who wanted her but this erection wasn't for her, was it?

Still, she couldn't help but let her tongue out to drag against his taint, bringing it up to the balls before jolting back as she heard his voice, "Bianca...Keep suckin'."

Her eyes grew wide and she shot up and off of the bed to look at him but he was still asleep. His lips smacked together a few times before he huffed and nothing more. Quietly, she tugged his boxers back up and made her way out of his room while her heart kept on throbbing. Was he thinking of her like that? Or was it just a slip of the tongue? Either way, she wasn't quite sure what she should be doing or shouldn't be doing in this situation but doing nothing and pretending like nothing was going on was destroying her from the inside out along with all of this nonsense about college. Sighing, she retreated back to the couch and wrapped herself in the covers to try and sleep for a few more hours before getting up too tired and feeling too weird to head back to her room. Funny thing about being hopelessly horny and ashamed, it did not make for good sleep.

Her eyes cracked around eight and she was not feeling great. She had tried to go back to sleep but that had been an impossibility. Her brother showed up soon enough in his boxers only and placed a hand on her shoulder, "Want some pancake and sausage?"

With one eye peering toward him she could see that he was pointing at her with that throbbing thing, how did she never notice it? She supposed she just never looked until she was forced to see it. Groggy, inhibitions set at stupid, she grunted, "Sure, but if you're gonna put your dick in my face at least pull down your boxers."

He looked down for a second and pushed his morning wood down while stepping around the couch, "Sorry about that but uh, figured you wouldn't care so much since you haven't seemed to care in a while."

Still groggy, still dumb, she yawned aloud and turned on her back, "Yeah, I didn't know how big it could get or how it looked when you were pumping it."

Bastian snorted aloud, "I'm going to pretend that what you're saying is a result of being too tired and needing not only coffee but some sort of food in your system."

"God, yes, food, coffee, treat me like a princess."

The sound of her brother chuckling brought a smile to her face and soon enough, they were eating breakfast together while pretending that their earlier conversation didn't happen. They both started the day with chores. Laundry, chatting on occasion while they worked on cleaning the apartment together. There was still something that seemed so tired and listless about her brother but she figured that it was just the fact that neither of them had a good night of sleep. Not only that but they hadn't really figured out a solution. Annoyed at this lack of solution and inability to help her brother, she decided in the middle of the day to offer a movie night. They couldn't just mope around on their Winter break and movies were always something they enjoyed together whether it be making fun of a piece of cinema that wasn't to their liking or just genuinely enjoying something that tickled their fancy one way or another. Bastian agreed and so their plans for the evening were secured.

When night came, she was walking around only in her underwear and a loose tank top. She figured if he could walk around near naked then she could do the same, in fact, they had always done it that way so why should it matter now? Bastian was in the kitchen preparing popcorn so it was up to her to decide what movie to watch. Bianca stood in front of the couch while flicking through the streaming service, checking for anything that might be nice before she found something that looked like it was full of dumb actions. There were also apparently sex scenes? They were probably poorly done enough to make fun of but then again, it wasn't as if she had much experience with that regardless so why should she make fun of it? Either way, she set the movie to pause and sat on the couch, dragging the covers around her to enjoy the warmth while she waited.

"Popcorn's ready. Buttered, salted, and with drinks too." Came her brother's voice with a grunt. She turned her head to see him place a bowl on one of the end tables, doing the same with the cans of soda before he took his seat next to her, "So, what are we watchin'?"

Bianca offered some of the covers to him and he obliged, getting under it as well before she tapped the remote and started the movie, "Dumb action to numb our brains with some saucy scenes apparently. Y'know, stuff that mom and dad would foam at their mouths to know we're watching."

A snort came in response as well as the push of his shoulder against hers, causing an odd static to form down her back, "Seriously? Guess we'll get some good laughs."

With that, they settled in for the movie, occasionally sipping their drinks, occasionally eating popcorn. They did laugh, they laughed at a few silly antics of action but also cheered as they got invested in what was happening. It was a better movie than she had expected and then it got to the sex. She thought it was going to be awkward but she had been invested in the characters and the chemistry was just right. Instead of laughing, she grew quieter, her cheeks flustering as she found herself replacing those actors with Bastian and herself. Of course, her mind would do that, of course, she had to be shoulder to shoulder with Bastian like this.

Breathing out, she decided to project onto her brother instead, "Hey, getting pretty quiet there? This turning you on?"

Bastian pushed against her a bit while huffing, "None of your business."

"Bet I could see if I took these covers off." She said without thinking.

The silence cut between them in a way where she thought she might've offended him but instead he muttered, "If you want to look then go ahead. You probably got a close look when you took my glasses off, right?"

She thought about denying it, about telling him he was an idiot or even storming off but these thoughts did not escape the back of her head, instead, she sniffed, "And what if I do? I mean, I know it is wrong just even wanting to look but I got curious after seeing you jerk off like that. Besides, I liked the look of it."

Every other word she was tightening further into a ball until her legs were up on the couch and her chin was resting on the blanket. She expected him at any point to tell her how disgusting she was but he simply sighed, "Here I was thinking to just tease you a bit over lookin'. Never thought you would actually be checking me out considering I'm not exactly popular. Guess we're pretty similar in that considering I've been thinking about your body in similar ways since the first time I heard you whimpering in the shower when we first got in."

Bianca's cheeks burned as she groaned, "You heard that?"

Bastian chuckled, "Yup. Kind of hard not to."

She groaned, "And here I thought I was being sneaky. Whatever I guess."

Another few moments of silence between them passed, the moaning on the screen an ambient buzz before she heard and felt the shifting of the covers. Her eyes grew wide as she saw him hook a thumb through his boxers and tug them down to show his cock which was twitching further and further into the air. He grabbed onto it and started stroking, his eyes on the screen. Curiosity urged her hand to move to the base of his shaft, grabbing onto it gingerly while he stopped and peered at her.

"You giving me that hand you offered before?" He said quietly.

She let the covers fall to the floor while her body moved to the song weaved by her curious thoughts. Bianca laid on her stomach with her chin set on his lap, her eyes beholding the full majesty of his length as she started pumping up and down. He grunted and placed a hand on her head, telling her quietly to go faster and to squeeze a bit tighter. Bianca obeyed without question and even began planting kisses at his thigh, letting her mouth trail close to his balls before resting it on those heavy orbs, loving the heat she felt throbbing against her mouth as she kept on tugging faster. Bastian pulled away for a bit and the shame came back hard for a few seconds before she saw that he was just adjusting. He laid back on the couch with his legs spread, one hooked onto her shoulder while his hand guided her lip back to his balls. She trembled and began stroking him again, pushing her snout to the base of his balls while she allowed her tongue to take a precious taste.

"Fuck, this is too much." Breathed out her brother. Maybe it was too much but she misunderstood what he meant. His digits looped through her hair to bring her up, her mouth pressing to the tip of his cock while he clarified for her, "I'm about to pop. Please, I don't wanna make a mess."

That was it? He was close? Such words spawned thoughts of him blowing his load deep down her throat but she didn't have to fantasize when she could just dive right in. Opening her mouth wide, she dragged half of his shaft into her throat and gagged, shuddering a bit before she kept on pushing. She wanted every inch in her mouth, wanted to feel his heat in every way she could imagine but she was struggling to do so. Both of his hands then grabbed onto her ears to pull her down further, her eyes widening while she was brought down to the crotch with her nose buried in the curled fluff. Her brother's heated seed began to fill her throat soon enough, warmth flooding her maw as she struggled to drink it all down. The hands on her ears kept her from moving and she actually let out a muffled moan of all things while being forced to drain his balls. When that torrential amount of cum finished, the grip on her ears lightened allowing her to get up. She pressed her snout against his crotch for just a few more seconds before rising, sitting up while pushing strands of wooly hair from her eyes.

They shared a look before she got up and cleared her throat, "Glad I could help. Maybe we could finish this movie or something more explicit another time."

Bastian nodded slowly, "And if I need help with something like this again?"

She shuddered and started toward the hall before pausing, a hand on the wall, "Then I'd be glad to help."

And so, she headed for the showers to wash away the taste from her mouth that she was savoring far too much, to wash away the shame that she was feeling but to revel in something so debauched that she had loved every second. Bianca couldn't stop thinking about taking it further, wanting more and more and how rough he had been with her ears. She couldn't help but want more.