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Gavin rolls over onto his back and stares at the ceiling with eyes out of focus. The room is pitch black with the pitter patter of rain hitting his window from the outside. He lets out a long, drawn out sigh and pulls his covers over his head, closing his eyes tightly. His head was empty, yet every thought he could imagine floods his brain. Years of emptiness, long days seeming to last forever, yet time reigns on and on continuously. A flash of lighting brightens the room for a second, followed by the crashing boom of thunder. The border collie raises his paws to his head and grips the fur, gritting his teeth and huffing softly.

Gavin doesn't know exactly when his depression began, but it's definitely become a norm to him. The inability to do anything, the lack of drive, plummeting motivation. He became cold to his friends on and off, his mood swings driving him mad. Some days were okay, some he could smile and cherish company while enjoying activities. Energy, happiness, confidence taking over after a long period of being a hollow shell. Other days he felt a deep hatred for all things that existed, cynicism reaping its curse on his livelihood alongside bitter apathy; emotionless.

He'd been in bed for about seven hours today, not counting the twelve hours he spent sleeping earlier in the night. His stomach growled something fierce, but he ignored it with all of his being. He could barely get himself up to take a much needed piss earlier. He almost considered just pissing the bed because what's the point? He was sick of feeling this way; he wanted to feel normal again like when he was a kid. But did he ever actually feel normal? Medications were ineffective, or at least the ten or so he tried before giving up on the idea of artificially solving his problems. Was it a change in mindset? Was it the right person he needed? He just didn't know the fucking answer. When will it end? Does he need to take matters into his own paws?

I can't. I can't do it.

The collie cringes and tosses onto his side, banging his fist weakly onto his pillow. He couldn't even muster the strength to speak the curses looming in his mind. He couldn't cry, couldn't smile, couldn't eat-when will it end?

His parents had downright given up on finding a way to solve his issues. The truth was that they didn't know how to handle it; it was nothing like they'd seen or experienced themselves. Therapy didn't yield the results expected, and medications seemed to turn him into a zombie, or a spiteful husk. At this point, they leave him alone for better or worse, waiting for his moods to swing back to that of the kid they raised, not the teen he's become.

Three knocks came from his door, the collie not moving or even perking his ears at the sound. He was a statue under his sheets.

"Gavin?" A soft voice came from the dark. "Are you awake?"

"Mmph." Was all he let out, still facing away from the door. The sound of a click made him aware of a presence remaining in the room after the door shut.

"I-uh, brought you a water." Said the voice with an upward inflection, seeming to try and be kind.

Gavin sighs gently and slowly turns himself towards the voice, seeing his twin brother standing in the darkness.

"Thanks, Ty." He mutters, itching a spot on his face.

"Hey, it's no problem," Tyler says, taking a seat next to Gavin. "Here, turn on your back and open up." He begins to unscrew the cap and motions for Gavin to move. He does so and opens his mouth, Tyler placing the tip of the bottle at the side of his muzzle, slightly tilting it down. Gavin's gulps filled the room as Tyler smiles, eventually putting the cap back on and setting it down on a nearby table.

"Today another bad day?" Tyler asks in the dark of the room, slowly rubbing Gavin's arm over the covers.

"Yeah."

"I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do, bro?"

"The water was nice. Don't worry about it."

Tyler purses his lips and crosses his legs.

"Want me to help you to the shower? Maybe some dinner? We had spaghetti toniiight, your faaaavorite!" Tyler wags his tail, his wholesome words falling on deaf ears.

"I'm good. Thanks though."

Tyler slowly grabs the covers and opens them wide, a rush of an unshowered dog hitting his nose-but he didn't care. This was pretty normal. He then slips under the covers and lays on his side opposite Gavin. The collie takes his paw and gingerly places it on his twin's cheek, scritching delicately in small circles. Gavin closes his eyes and exhales, but with a little more serenity. The twin collies lie face to face, Tyler smiling at Gavin's satisfaction. Another bolt of lightning strikes, illuminating the room as if it were daytime for a split second, followed by the familiar crash and house-rattling thunder.

"Lovely night, huh?" Tyler says sarcastically, a smirk painted on his muzz.

"Mmm..."

Tyler slowly moves himself closer to his twin, the scent of his dirty brother filling his sensitive nose once more. The collie wraps his arms around Gavin and affectionately bumps noses with him, itching his back where his paws lie. Tyler could smell Gavin's breath, which wasn't too bad since he wasn't really eating anything, but definitely had a tinge of unbrushed to them. Gavin wasn't wearing anything but boxers and a thin hoodie, Tyler slowly moving his paws to his brother's chest to rub there instead.

"I miss you, Gav. I miss hanging out..."

"I'm sorry."

"No-like, I get it, but I just needed to get that out. It's been boring with mom and dad. All they do is talk about you like you're not even here. They get seriously grumpy sometimes..."

"Sorry." Gavin says with a low voice, opening his eyes slightly.

"It isn't your fault, man." Tyler tucks his head under Gavin's muzzle and hugs him yet again, sniffing at his chest. The two were always particularly close, Tyler spared to not suffer the same depression as him, despite being twins. They had no issues with hugging and cuddling, or the occasional nose bump.

"I love you, Gav. I just want what's best for you."

The phrase towards the end always registered in his parent's voices, flashbacks of them saying the same thing before eventually giving up on him. Gavin gently takes a paw and places it on the back of Tyler's head, holding his brother against him.

"Love you too, Ty. Thank you for being here."

"No need to thank me." Tyler says calmly. He lifts his head from Gavin's stinky chest and goes back nose-to-nose with his brother. He takes one of his paws and places it on Gavin's cheek, the two locking eyes. Tyler smiles a little bit before pushing a little more forward, their lips touching together for a split second before Tyler pulls away.

"Sorry-I just-"

"Why'd you stop?"

Tyler felt a warm flush run through his body at the positive response. "I shouldn't have done that. I just want to make you feel better. I feel so useless just sitting around watching you essentially deteriorate, man."

Gavin and Tyler have never kissed before, but it felt right to both of them.

"Are mom and dad asleep?"

"Yeah, it's like midnight by now. I don't remember the exact time, but you know they're early birds."

Gavin leans in and connects lips with Tyler again, his tongue creeping its way between his lips. Tyler pulls back a little and sighs, turning himself onto his back to stare at the ceiling.

"I-I'm sorry. I just... really want to feel something. And... and the kiss earlier made me feel. It felt right, and I know you felt it too. We share a similar mind, after all." Gavin turns so that he's on his back as well, the two finding paws and interlocking their fingers.

"Don't be sorry. It just feels like I'm taking advantage of you when you're down and-" Some more thunder cuts him off. "Nevermind. But don't worry, I did also enjoy it, you know. You've always been my best friend, my brother. We always finish each other's sentences, you seem to always know what I'm thinking..." Tyler trails off and itches his nose, shrugging.

"If you're thinking what I'm thinking, then do it. I'm not scared."

"But... what if we end up regretting it?" Tyler sighs, tightening his grip on Gavin's paw.

"It won't change anything. If we don't like it, we can stop and forget it ever happened. I promise it won't change anything."

"But we're family-"

"And we love each other. You're my clone in a lot of ways, and I yours. I'm okay with this, you're not taking advantage of me... just let your paw wander and see where it takes us. The safe word is mango."

The grip tying their paws together lessens, Tyler moving his paw over to Gavin's thigh. He rubs the fabric of his boxers and gently moves his paw over towards his groin, running his fingers through the slightly greasy fur from Gavin being unshowered. He cautiously places his fingers under Gavin's waistband and moves in until he feels a furry pouch with a solid rod inside. The house quakes from thunder as soon as contact is made, Gavin shifting closer to his brother. Tyler exhales a deep breath as Tyler sticks his finger slightly inside Gavin's sheath, sliding it in the wet prepuce until the tip of his finger touches his brother's cock. The tapered canine tip pushed against his finger as Gavin became more aroused. He'd never had anyone touching there before, let alone his twin; the feeling was completely foreign to him. Tyler carefully slips his finger from Gavin's sheath with a wet creamy sound-his finger soaked in days of unwashed musk.

"Fuck..." Gavin mutters, the collie reciprocating fondling his brother.

"Here, take yours off too." Tyler whispers, removing his paw and slipping down his pj bottoms. Gavin lifts his knees up and takes off his boxers, a wave of musk stewing under the covers from the dirty male.

"Sorry if I smell. It's uh... been like four days."

"Shhh... it's okay." Tyler felt himself blushing like mad.

The two lay back and place their paws on the other's respective sheath. Gavin went for it and started to massage Tyler's sheath softly, rubbing his first finger and thumb over his deflated knot. Tyler went a different route and started to massage Gavin's slightly damp balls, trailing his finger down between his inner thighs. It was wet there from days of sweat, the feeling causing his red canid cock to start swelling. Gavin let out a small moan of satisfaction, Tyler moving his wet paw over to Gavin's sheath. He begins to do similar motions as his brother, getting the same reaction. His dick slowly filled with blood until a few inches of his cock peeks from his sheath, a few weak jets of pre shooting from both of their leaky, red dog dicks. They both shape their paws into a circle and push along their shafts, retracting their sheaths past their growing knots. The two huff out small breaths from the growing tension, rain from outside filling in as white noise. Tyler uses the slickness of his brother's musk mixed with his wet cock to glide over his flesh with ease, a tight grip on it. His brother does much the same, them both getting into a rhythm as their wet strokes fill their sensitive ears. Both of their dicks grow to a respective six and a half inches, disincluding the knot.

"Fuck, Ty... ahhh..."

"Yeah, feels so good... mmph..." they whisper to each other, their mouths curving into a moan with eyes back and shut. The two brothers continue to pump the other's cocks, pre starting to shoot more powerfully onto the blanket covering their dirty actions. Tyler grunts and uses his free paw to rip the blanket off them to avoid wetting it too much. The exposed air became filled with a salty must once revealed, their cocks shooting freely onto their respective groins. Gavin turns his head and licks at Tyler's face, him also looking back at his brother as their mouths connect for a third time. This time, however, they open their mouths and allow their tongues to dig in the other's mouth, tasting the saliva within. They always had the same smell to them, considering their twinship. They basically swallow each other's tongues, wet sloppy noises playing alongside the slick strokes of their wet dicks.

"Fuck... I'm gonna cum soon-" Gavin let's out past the kiss. Tyler suddenly stops stroking and takes Gavin's paw off his own dick, suddenly sitting up and tossing on top of Gavin, hovering on his paws and knees, cock dribbling down on Gavin's.

"I wanna... I wanna use my mouth. Can I?"

Gavin smiles and dry humps the air a few times, a whine escaping his lips.

"Please, please do it!" He says to Tyler, him nodding and sliding down towards Gavin's groin.

"Wait, turn around." Gavin says. Tyler wags his tail and turns himself around 180°, complying with the request. Tyler's cock hangs over Gavin's mouth, squirting spritzes of his precum onto Gavin's muzzle. He takes his paw and grabs behind Tyler's knot.

"Lower your hips," he demands, Tyler doing just that. Tyler himself grabs behind Gavin's knot and lowers his head down, the strong musk of his balls stinging his nose. He skips over Gavin's dick and lulls his tongue out over his balls, licking right over his furry orbs. The taste had a tang to them from his sweat, making his dick squirt extra hard as Gavin began to lap at and suckle on his tip. Tyler grunts and groans at the sudden feeling of warm and wet enveloping his cock, another new feeling to him. He wastes no time digging his tongue between Gavin's thighs, getting all that smelly sweat from between him. He saturates the greasy fur in his saliva, giving his brother a faux shower. With the earthy taste in his maw, he moves on to the main event, hovering his mouth over Gavin's squirting cock. He laps at a few jets of his precum, tasting the salty, metallic fluid for a bit before lowering his head onto that throbbing meat. His tongue wraps around his brother's dick and he lowers his head as far down as he can take before feeling like gagging. He sucks the air from his mouth and creates a hot, wet vacuum for his brother to throb inside. He closed his eyes and heard his brother moan on his own dick, the vibrations felt on his meat.

The two sit and suck for a little bit, slurping and adjusting themselves into different positions. Gavin lets out a particularly sexual moan before thrusting his hips upward, a torrential flood of creamy slickness paints his tongue. He tastes exactly how it tasted when Tyler would taste his own seed, but this was to be expected... maybe a bit more bitter from him not having a balanced diet. Tyler's cheeks puff out from the volume of cum, gulping down every drop he could before he felt himself succumbing to his own building orgasm. He shivers and quakes, humping his hips downward and suddenly popping into Gavin's mouth. He, too, delivers mouthfuls of his own milky seed, Gavin gulping down as best he can, some dribbling out the sides of his cheeks. Tyler moans and releases Gavin's cock, a big squirt of his white cum painting his muzzle before the spurts die down to clear pre again. The two sit there panting in the afterglow of an intense experience. Tyler flops over onto his side and stares up at the ceiling, his knotted dick sitting flat against his groin as he jets out the last of his clear pre onto his stomach.

"Holy fuck..." Gavin pants out with flushed cheeks.

"Right? That was... why haven't we done this sooner?"

"I mean... I'd be willing to do... more?" Gavin smiles and the two chuckle.

"It's good hearing you laugh, man. Do you feel any better?"

"I feel a lot better... thanks. Maybe this is all I've needed for the longest while."

"A mouthful of your twin's cum?" Tyler smirks and sits up, laying back parallel to his brother.

"Love." Gavin lets out, turning his head to snowball with Tyler, the two joining together in a long, loving kiss. Gavin breaks it and licks his mess off of Tyler's face, him giggling at the ticklish tongue.

"Well, I dunno about you, but I've always loved you, heh. Anyways, the thunder stopped, the storm must be moving awa-" and as if their creator heard them, he commanded a loud bang to intercept the moment, the two jumping up and then sharing a laugh.

"Love you too, man."

"Love you always." Tyler hugs his brother and they both close their eyes, tails wagging frantically.