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Feeling rather bored, Roy marched his way to an active construction site. He wasn't concerned about what the workers would say, considering they were his underlings. They couldn't tell him to go away even if they wanted to. Whatever they were building it looked to be pretty big... But Roy didn't concern himself with whatever that was. Instead the pink koopaling sought out the one in charge of ensuring the structure was bought. It wasn't hard, considering he was the one barking orders.

"Yo, Morton," Roy chuckled, approaching his brother. "What the hell does he have you building this time?"

Morton growled and grunted out an explanation, balling his fists and stomping on the ground beneath them, his strength making a small tremor running through the ground.

"Another tower, huh?" Roy huffed. "You think dear old Dad has enough?"

Morton shook his head and growled again, continuing by babbling and grunting,

"The last one wasn't finished? Why not?" Roy dared to ask. As if to answer his question, a loud thud was heard. Dust was kicked up as a support beam that was supposed to be fastened to the structure was now on the ground. It cracked and split in half, sending splinters towards the koopa troopas that hid in their shells. From above, the goomba's responsible attempted to tiptoe away but Morton pointed at them and yelled something incoherent to anyone who didn't speak koopa. The burly koopaling grabbed his hardhat and tossed it to the ground.

"Hehe. You're looking kinda stressed there..." Roy chuckled, taking hold of Morton's shoulder. He pulled the other koopaling close. "You know, I'm currently running the 'Roy Koopa Stress Relief Package.' You interested?"

Morton lowered his gaze and mumbled sheepishly.

"Focus on the job? Come on, Mort. You and I both know that tower's gonna be nothing but rumble as soon as Mario comes around," Roy groaned. "It'll be quick... I'll even let you top..."

Morton's tone instantly changed and all the stress he had been under to get the project done was forgotten in the moment. But to save face, Morton turned to the koopa troopa and goombas and growled at them to keep working and to get the mess cleaned up before he got back. Of course, they complied with their boss' order and scrambled to replace the broken beam and get a new one.

Roy and Morton slipped off into the supply shed that was set up on the site. Morton closed the metal doors and locked them, ensuring no one could interrupt them. As soon he turned around, Roy was upon him, pressing his lips against the other males. Morton grunted in surprise but his noises soon melted into those of light pleasure. He wrapped his arms around the pink koopaling and allowed himself to just enjoy the moment. Roy made soft grunts while he kissed Morton deep and hard. It came to an end when Morton took a step back and gave great heaves.

Roy just chuckled. Sure they had done a lot of growing up, but deep down Morton was still that doofus that didn't even understand a simple concept like breathing through his nose when kissing. At least he turned out to be one hell of an architect... The koopaling on his mind had collected himself and gave an awkward chuckle. Roy just smiled at him and lifted his hands to his sibling's cheeks. He leaned forward and flicked his tongue against the other male's cheek, his version of an affectionate kiss.

Keeping his tongue in action, Roy shifted his own position. While Morton stood in place, the pink-shelled koopaling moved himself to the burly reptile's side. He lifted Morton's arm and gave a deep, noisy huff against the damp crevice. Morton chuckled from the slight tickle Roy's sniffing gave him. He never quite understood why Roy would want to do something like that. After all he had spent the whole morning and afternoon under the sun. His work vest was soaked in his own sweat, something he didn't find very appealing... But every time they got together during his work hours, the pink koopaling always made a point to indulge in his brother's abrasive scent.

The tickling sensation only grew all the more intense as Roy pressed and dragged his tongue against his pit. Morton tried hard to remain steady against what soon became an onslaught of huffing and licking against his sweat laden armpit. It wasn't until Morton made a grunt of slight discomfort that Roy pulled away.

"Alright, alright," Roy chuckled. "I'm done... For now..." He remembered his agreement to let Morton take control but that didn't mean he couldn't have some fun himself. Lowering himself to the dusty floor, the pink koopaling placed his hand on Morton's semi-hard. Another grunt came from the bulky reptile but it quickly turned into a soft murr of pleasure. His brother was careful to tease the growing length with his claws. Dragging them up and down, Roy coaxed the thick length to full mast. The blunt claws worked to send unique tingles up Morton's cock, bringing a bout of deep grunts and growls.