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Early to Rise

By Green

This story is about even parts request from and gift for a friend of mine who wished to remain anonymous. Still, something told me you guys would enjoy it too... ;) -G.

John was enjoying a particularly lovely dream that morning. The handsome fox, in his early 20s, was bisexual, and his favourite dirty dreams reflected this. In this particular one, he sat on an ornate throne, naked, watching with a wide smile as his two most loyal subjects, a fluffy female Persian cat and a slim, long-haired male Dachshund took turns suckling on his erection, passing it back and forth between them. He'd never been with both a man and a woman simultaneously, at least not in his waking life, but in his dream he was comparing the differences between the way they performed oral on him, and loving it. It was with genuine regret that he felt himself waking up just as the Persian was starting her turn again... only to realize that the sensation of being suckled had not evaporated with his sexy subjects.

Opening his eyes, John was not especially surprised to see his younger brother Kieran in his bed. The covers had been pulled down to his feet and his boxers had mysteriously disappeared. But he was more interested in the main spectacle; Kieran was squarely between John's legs, on all fours and crouched over his pelvis, gently sucking his brother's cock. He shuddered and felt himself throb in Kieran's mouth, the younger sibling moaning slightly at the taste of the elder's precome; the teenaged fox was an expert at blowjobs, and he was bringing all his skill to bear on his brother.

Kieran, unlike John, definitely preferred the gentlemen over the ladies. Even if he hadn't been sucking his own brother's dick, this probably would have been obvious from his idea of evening wear; the younger fox was clad in a matching pair of pink silk bra and panties, with the stockings that went with them. His long hair was hanging down over the left side of his face, but his right eye was closed as he revelled in his task. Every time he moved up, John could see the sizable tent in Kieran's panties, complete with a darkening wet spot at the tip.

And none of this surprised John at all. Just as unsubtle as Kieran's orientation was the fact that he was completely infatuated with his older brother. This was not the first time the muscular fox had woken up with Kieran's lips around his hard length, bobbing away.

"Good morning, Kee."

The younger fox started, then relaxed, releasing his brother's prick from his mouth and slowly stroking it with his hand while he looked up shyly.

"Good morning, big brother. Did you sleep well?"

"Slept great, but you got me up about three hours too early. You were messing with my dreams again, too. You know, most people ask before they start sucking a guy off."

Kieran winked and flicked his tongue against the tip of his brother's prick.

"Well it's really your fault, you know."

John chuckled at that.

"My fault?"

"Oh yes. If you don't want me to do this, you shouldn't have such tasty come!"

The conversation apparently over, Kieran leaned back down and eagerly slipped his muzzle around John's penis again. The elder brother shuddered and groaned as the wet warmth of the effeminate fox's mouth encased him, his brother's tongue teasing at his length.

"_Ffffffuck... S_omeday you're gonna tell me where you learned how to do this so well..."

Kieran remained diligently at work, and didn't respond. John let out a shuddering breath as his little brother's tongue teased effectively at his sensitive zones. He had no idea how long Kieran had been messing with him before he woke up, but he could feel himself approaching his limit. He groaned, closing his eyes, losing himself in the pleasure, his hands balling into fists and bunching up the sheets underneath him, his toes curling up at the ends of his twitching legs as he was expertly pleasured by his sibling. Noting these signs, Kieran reached a hand up to gently cup his brother's balls, feeling them drawing in close to his body in preparation for the release they both wanted so badly. Sure enough, before too long at all, John inhaled sharply and arched his back, his whole body going rigid as he moaned out loud as he was overtaken by climax, Kieran groaning quietly around his mouthful as his brother's throbbing cock began to spurt hot, gooey semen onto his eagerly awaiting tongue, shivering as the first few drops fell and flooded his senses with flavour. Kieran loved the taste of his brother's come, and now it was he who closed his eyes in order to savour it, slowly stroking himself through his panties, not enough to reach orgasm himself, but enough to make the damp spot around his tip grow bigger.

"Oh Christ, Kee..."

John trailed off with a grunt as the last couple of jets of his seed filled Kieran's mouth. With a practiced hand, the cross-dressed fox carefully dragged his brother's already softening cock out of his mouth, only the tiniest string of come trailing between his lips and John's penis, Kieran giving his brother's sac a gentle 'thank you' squeeze as he let go. Then and only then did he swallow his hot mouthful, the feeling of John's warm sperm running down his throat turning him on so much he throbbed in his panties.

As John lay there, grinning, trying to catch his breath, Kieran daintily dabbed at his mouth with the sheet.

"It's like I said, big brother. This wouldn't keep happening if you weren't so delicious. Mmm-mmm!"

Kieran crawled over the larger fox, tail swaying happily, and leaned down to kiss him. John reached up and gently held his brother as their tongues pressed against each other. John could taste his own come on Kieran's tongue, which of course was why Kee had kissed him in the first place. As the brothers kissed, John reached up, intending to reward his brother's hard work with equal pleasure, but his fingertips had just barely brushed against Kieran's stiff length, trapped inside the tight fabric of his panties, when the younger fox broke off the kiss and climbed off the bed.

"What's wrong, Kee?"

"It's okay, John, today I'm liking the anticipation. It will make it so much better when you finally do give me a proper thank you."

He winked at his brother and walked out of the room, hips rolling seductively, tail floating behind him.

Shortly after that, John finally got out of bed, not bothering to put on any clothes as he knew the two of them had the house to themselves. Kieran had gone back to his room, so he went into the kitchen. If he couldn't get the little guy off, he could at least make him some nice breakfast. Soon enough he was humming to himself as he mixed up the perfect waffle batter, dropping in a handful of blueberries while the iron heated up on the counter. The smell of waffles baking soon filled the kitchen, along with the quiet hissing of batter against hot metal. John had moved on to the second batch before Kieran finally showed up, peeking curiously around the corner, still wearing his pretty pink underwear, having lost his hard-on, though the damp spot still faintly showed, reminding John at a glance of the fun they'd had earlier.

"Any of that for me, big brother?"

John winked at the smaller male.

"There's two plates, aren't there?"

As Kieran perked up and moved to retrieve the waffles that were already finished, John grinned at him.

"I know you already had a nice breakfast, but I'm hoping there's room left over for this. Made too much, you see."

"And it just so happens to be my favourite breakfast, on two separate plates."

"Scout's honour. Syrup's on the counter."

If it weren't for the fact that one of the foxes was naked and the other was wearing women's underwear, the scene in the kitchen would have seemed charming to an outside observer, the two brothers chatting away happily, discussing their plans for the day as they filled up on blueberry waffles and butter syrup, making wisecracks and exchanging inside jokes and laughing together the way any two brothers should.

When the last scrumptious morsel of waffle had been dealt with, John pushed his chair back from the table and sighed happily. He reached for his plate only to find Kieran cheerily picking it up along with his own.

"Let me get the dishes, John, you just take it easy."

The elder fox sat there, grinning, as his brother sauntered over to the sink and put the dishes inside, running the water. That grin slowly disappeared off John's face as Kieran, humming to himself in much the same manner as his brother, bent over at the waist to look in the cupboard under the sink. A hunger quite different from the one he'd just satiated grew in his eyes as he watched Kieran's rump seem to dance back and forth as the smaller fox rummaged around, looking for the dishsoap. He idly wondered if Kieran was doing it on purpose, then decided he didn't care, rising from his seat as quietly as he could, now fully erect once more. Kieran straightened up with the soap just in time to drop it into the sink with a surprised yelp as he was forced forward by his brother's hands on his hips.

Guess it wasn't on purpose after all.

"J-John?"

Instead of answering, John placed his hands on Kieran's buttocks, squeezing them with a firm grip, before using one thumb to tug the pink material of his brother's panties to the side, exposing his anus to the light, and gently pushing inside said orifice with his other thumb. John leaned forward, his mouth by his brother's ear, as Kieran whimpered with need and pressed back against him.

"You feel nice and loosened up, little brother. Were you playing with your toy while I was cooking?"

Kieran owned a single dark purple dildo, the existence of which was hidden from all but his brother John.

"Y-yes..."

John pushed his thumb in deeper.

"And were you pretending it was me?"

"Every time, big brother, ohhh..."

John began to gently thrust into and pull out of his brother's backside with his digit, and leaned in even closer to whisper.

"Here's the important question. Did you finish, Kee?"

"No..."

"Are you sure? Did you come all over your nice clean carpet?"

"No, John, I swear..."

"You know how upset I'll be if you're lying..."

"I'm telling the truth, big brother, I promise! I was just teasing myself, I didn't come, I didn't come!"

John pulled his thumb all the way out, eliciting a whimper from Kieran, one which became another yelp as John suddenly reached forward and gripped his brother's penis through his panties. He was already steel-hard, and the damp spot had become just as dark as it was earlier. In fact, he felt Kieran's manhood throb at his touch, making the tip just a little wetter. If he was preing this much, and was this sensitive, he was definitely telling the truth. He had asked him instead of just checking because he enjoyed this teasing almost as much as Kieran enjoyed being teased.

"Good boy."

With that, he lined up the tip of his own stiff prick at Kieran's entrance and pushed forward boldly with his hips, burying himself under his brother's tail.

Kieran gasped as the larger fox's rigid cock pushed inside him; thanks to his earlier play it was painless and easy for John to hilt himself, though at the moment Kieran was far too distracted to think about that.

"Oh God! Yes, big brother, yes!"

Kieran braced himself against the counter as John began to thrust into his rear, firmly gripping the younger fox's hips as he slammed himself home again and again.

"You act like such a little slut, Kee... but you're still so tight... I bet you don't let anyone else do this, do you? You save it all for me, all for your big brother."

Kieran whimpered with need and nodded forcefully, already pushing back against the other male on his down-strokes. John moved his hands off his brother's pelvis and around his chest, leaning in and placing his chin on Kieran's shoulder.

"By the way, Kee... you left the blinds open."

The younger fox's eyes snapped open, and he realized that the window directly behind the sink, the one they were facing, was clearly displaying the sunny morning outside to the inside of the house... and vice-versa.

"W-wait a minute, John, let me get that!"

He reached forward for the draw string, but John drove himself home with particular gusto, and Kieran was forced to put both hands back on the counter to keep from being pushed over.

"Oh no you don't. I kinda like it like this."

The window in the corner of the room was set at a jaunty angle, overlooking the front entryway of their neighbour's house, the view only slightly obscured by the bushes growing on the ground under the window.

"B-but John, someone could see us..."

Kieran shuddered and let out a yelp as John began playfully gnawing on his ear, squeezing down lightly enough that it didn't hurt. After a moment, he let go of the ear and pressed his forehead against the back of his brother's skull, his nose at the top of his spine. He inhaled deeply of Kieran's scent, full of sweat and arousal, before resuming his former position and whispering filth into his brother's ear.

"Oh yes, Kee, someone could see us. They could see you dressed up like a pretty princess, getting taken from behind by your big, strong brother. And I bet you're getting off to it already."

Suddenly Kieran began pushing back harder against his brother's thrusts, grunting as John slammed home each time, his next words coming out as a moan.

"Yes... oh God, yes! Fuck me, big brother, fuck me harder!"

The larger fox swallowed a groan of his own, then smiled, lifting a hand from his brother's hip to point out the window.

"Might want to quiet down there, Kee..."

At that moment, their neighbour, a pleasant enough stallion named Herb, stepped out onto his front step with a cup of coffee in hand, clad in jeans and slippers, his well-muscled chest exposed to the summer sun. As they watched, he walked down the path towards the driveway and picked up the newspaper, the plastic cover still coated in morning dew, and began to flip through it right there, in no hurry to start his day.

"You always talk about wanting them big, little brother, and they don't get much bigger than horses. Mmmm, imagine him taking you from behind, I hear stallions love to make noise."

This would never happen; John had seen Herb kissing his wife, and recognized that even if the man was bisexual, he was madly in love with the mare who wore his ring, and wasn't likely to play around behind her back. But fantasy was fantasy, right? He didn't get the answer he was expecting, as it turned out.

"N-no, John, I only want you... even if he's bigger, I only want my big brother."

A particularly deep thrust drew a yelp out of Kieran, and both brothers froze as Herb looked up from his paper, a curious look on his face, slowly looking around. Knowing the way John thought, Kieran looked over his shoulder, a questioning look in his eyes... but John had already started to thrust again, at a fraction of his former speed. Neither of them were able to take their eyes off their neighbour, who was looking around for the source of the noise. John considered teasing his brother with words again, something to the effect of 'even if we get caught, you'll still be the one everyone knows was the bitch', but he figured he'd done well enough already. Besides, both he and Kieran loved this 'dominant older brother' thing, but he didn't want to get caught doing The Deed with his brother any more than Kieran did.

After a few short, tense seconds, Herb shrugged it off, no doubt assuming the sound was a bird or a feral of some kind, just out of sight. As he went back inside, both brothers relaxed, and John licked Kieran's cheek playfully.

"Wow, that was intense, right?"

He giggled and nodded.

With that, John started to thrust at full speed again, and Kieran groaned and squeezed down on the fleshy intruder teasing his walls. Letting out a groan of his own, John bit down lightly on the loose skin at the scruff of his brother's neck and moved his arms up from his hips to wrap around Kieran's smaller chest. It was a few minutes before they broke the silence for anything other than grunts or gasps.

"K-Kee, I'm close... Fuck, I'm gonna come... feels like a strong one..."

Kieran whimpered, his knees shaking with the strength of the pleasure coursing through his body.

"M-me too, John, me too."

They continued for about a minute, their breathing becoming fast and ragged, and then Kieran let out a loud, prolonged cry, shuddering against his brother, his rear squeezing down hard on John's erection. Looking down over his shoulder, John could see (thanks to the tightness of the material) Kieran's cock throbbing in his girly underwear, making a hot mess of the pink material, each spurt causing the wet spot over the end of his penis to grow; he came so much that his semen started to soak through, drooling downwards, tracing his hard-on through the fabric. When he reached orgasm, his back door squeezed down so hard on John's aching prick that he was surprised into his own climax, grunting in time with the pulsing of his penis, ejaculating hard within the tight confines of Kieran's rear, painting the younger fox's bowels with his hot seed.

As Kieran's orgasm came to an end, his knees gave way and he started to fall with a tired yelp, but John quickly scooped him up into his arms, his softening prick sliding free as he lifted his brother off of it. Looking up into John's grinning face, Kieran blushed and giggled.

"Thanks, big brother. Nice catch."

John turned and slowly started walking out of the kitchen, his eyes darting down to the wilting tent in the other fox's panties, the sperm coating the wet spot shining in the bright lights in the hallway.

"Hands-free. Nice one, little brother."

"Thanks, John, always wanted to do that... how was yours?"

"Fuck, I almost collapsed. I was right, that was a really good one."

Setting the smaller fox down, against the wall, John leaned in and kissed him, slowly and sensually. When they finally broke it off, he was all smiles.

"Thanks, little brother. Nice to start the day in a good mood. Now, I'm gonna get a shower, and then I've got a bunch of errands to run. Given how, ah, inspiring you were at the sink, I'm pretty sure you've got come soaking into both sides of your girl pants there, so you're gonna wanna wash your pretty little get-up before someone else comes home."

He pulled him in for a tight hug, breathing in deep once again of his brother's scent before pressing their foreheads together, looking straight into each other's eyes.

"I love you, Kee."

"Love you too, John."

With that, the elder sibling broke off and strutted down the hall towards the bathroom, enjoying the feeling of Kieran's eyes on his body.

"I'm helping a guy move today, by the way, so I might be all sore when I get home tonight. It would be so good of you to help me relax after that... I was thinking the blue outfit, with the lacy stockings?"

Kieran giggled behind him.

"You do like that one, don't you? Okay, see you tonight, big brother. I can't wait!"

Soon, John was in the shower, feeling like a million bucks and humming to himself. There were times he didn't appreciate Kieran waking him up early with his shenanigans. He liked to sleep in, and his little brother was an early riser. But usually, like today, he loved to play around with his effeminate sibling before he started his day, it was an easy and fun way to get a good mood going. But he was already looking forward to tonight, when they wouldn't have the pressures of the day giving them a time limit. When they could fool around until they wore themselves out. As he stretched and let the water cascade down his back, he grinned. Oh yes, it would be a very good day indeed. After all, the only thing he liked better than Kieran waking him up in the morning was "tucking Kieran in" at night...