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"Jesus, what the hell happened to you?" He gasped as he noticed me barely standing in my own doorway.

"Dad," I managed to get out before my legs finally gave out. I fell to my floor, not from the pain of what he had down, but from the intensity of the orgasm he had given me. Geoff jumped off my bed and scooped me up in his arms, carried me to my bed, and laid me down gently.

"Jesus fuck, I didn't know he was mad at you." I smirked, my brother had assumed our father had hurt me out of rage. That I had down something to bring on his wrath, as the boys often had done in childhood. I shook my head and opened my mouth to explain, but then closed it quickly. How much could I tell Geoff? I knew he and dad had fucked before he came down here to tell me dad wanted to see me. I had even sucked his dick before going upstairs to get fucked by my father. I smiled and realized I could tell him everything.

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"Geoff, I know you and dad had sex," I said as I managed to prop myself up against the wall, sitting up on my bed. Geoff didn't really react except to slowly smirk and move himself to sit beside me, propped up against the wall as well. "And while you've been away at college, Ryan and I have been fucking too." I smirked, as this revelation made my older brother react. He seemed surprised at first, then his smirk grew even more.

"Hot," he said approvingly. "Is he bigger than me?" I laughed and didn't answer.

"Boys, always concerned with size." I chuckled again but this time flinched as the movement made the wound on my neck stab with pain. Geoff noticed my flinch and squinted at me, seeing the blood for the first time.

"Jesus," he muttered again as he stood up to go get the first aid kit. I grabbed his hand to stop him momentarily.

"I'm not done and I'm alright," I smiled and he sat back down on my bed. "Mom too. But for some reason mom wanted to keep it quiet, so she Ryan and I have been doing all this behind dad's back."

"Dad didn't want anyone to know about us either." He shook his head and laughed softly, "I guess our whole family is afraid of what everyone else will think if they find out. But we're all doing it, hey?" I laughed too this time, finding the humour in it.

"Is he rough with you Geoff?" I asked, touching a paw to my neck for the first time to assess the severity of the bite. Wincing with the pain of even my own touch, I flashed back to the moment my father had made the mark with his cock buried deep between my legs and murred softly, happily, at the memory.

"No," Geoff shook his head, "at least he's never made me bleed. Jesus, are you sure you're okay?" He lightly placed his hand over my own on my neck, worry and concern running rampant in his eyes.

"I could use a band aid, but I'll be fine. I've just never," I paused, trying to find the words to describe it to my oldest brother. "I've never been used like that. It was so raw, so powerful. Yeah it hurt, but it also felt amazing." I looked over into Geoff's eyes, "but it also hurt." I repeated, and then giggled. Geoff moved his paw from lightly resting on my own, to cup my cheek gently.

"Let me show you how amazing it can feel without making you bleed." And then he kissed me. Softly, but also passionately. His muzzle pressed into mine like he needed it to live. It sent a shiver down my entire body and for a moment I completely forgot about my neck, and that he was my brother. After what seemed like an eternity, Geoff broke the kiss and with a murr he whispered. "Let me make love to you, Tya."

I let go of my neck and nodded, throwing my arms around his shoulders as I came in for a kiss this time. I parted my lips and slid my tongue out against his own lips, which opened eagerly and his tongue quickly found mine. We kissed passionately, and he slipped his arms around my waist. Neither of us seemed to want to break the kiss, so for a while we just sat there in each others embrace, lips pressed against each other.

With our lips hungrily attached to one another, Geoff took me in his big strong arms and repositioned us both so I was laying on my back and he was laying on his side beside me. He would lightly slide a paw down the unwounded side of my neck, over my shoulder, and would lightly caress and trace the contours of my body. His heavy paw rubbing, squeezing and massaging my breast. Then it would find it's way down my side, where he would happily grasp onto my hip as he would deepen our kiss even further. I murred, happily, into his muzzle. Shivered with the pleasure of his touch as his paw moved down my outer thigh, only to have his fingertips lightly brush their way back up my inner thigh. I was certain at that moment, when his finger tips were mere inches from my pussy lips, that he was going to slide them inside me, but instead they detoured to my hip again and Geoff broke our kiss. His lips kissed their way across my cheek and up over to my ear.

"Tya," he whispered, sliding his paw up to rest just under my breast.

"Yes, Geoff?" I also whispered, though I didn't know why we were being so quiet.

"I, uh, well I," my confident brother stuttered. "I love you, Tya."

"I love you too, Geoff," I smiled, half chuckling.

"No," his voice wavered. "I really love you." He emphasized the word 'love' as though he were telling me this was much more than merely family love. Once I caught on to what he was trying to tell me, my cheeks burst into a blush. I couldn't understand it.

"But, why?" Was all I managed to get out. In response to which my brother just laughed. His laugh was amazing, hearty and full of joy, not to mention every exhale of breath tickled my ear and sent shivers down my spine. When he had finished laughing he didn't answer me, instead he pressed his lips to mine once more and just kissed me like nothing else mattered. It was the most passionate and amazing kiss I'd ever had, and in that moment I knew no words would ever be able to explain my brothers romantic love for me, but it was all there in his kiss.

With his confession made, my brother began once more to explore my body with his paw. He threw a leg over mine, and used it to pull my legs open, I happily obliged. Geoff then positioned himself between my thighs, kneeling down so as to keep his lips pressed to mine. But now both his paws were free to roam all across my body, and they did. They lightly traced the outside of my breasts, flowed down my sides to my hips, rubbed at my thighs and then one came back up to my side. He slipped it under me, and placed his paw up between my shoulder blades. Geoff held my body against his as his other paw disapeared between our bodies. He broke the kiss once more, but only kept his lips a fraction of an inch from my own.

"You're beautiful," he whispered breathily before his free paw guided the head of his cock to my awaiting opening. I was wet, not just from the afterglow of what had occured moments before upstairs in my parents bedroom, but for another reason. I was looking forward to making love to my brother. Not merely having sex with him, as I had fantasized about day after day in the shower and on my solo runs. I wanted everything he had to give me, including his passion and his love.

I was too distracted to blush at his compliment, but soon enough colour came to my cheeks as he slowly pushed himself inside me. It was gentle, and yet it still hurt. Geoff was probably one of the thickest I had ever been with and it was hard enough to take in my muzzle alone. But now his hard cock was slowly stretching my pussy lips and it felt amazing. He continued to push into me at a snails pace, something that must have been hard for him to do as he panted out, with the effort of his control, against my lips. It seemed like eternity before he would finally be hilted inside me, but for once I didn't mind the wait. At one point I thought he had, but I was wrong, his cock head was merely pressing against my cervix unable, at the moment, to pass beyond it. I winced in pain, as I was still sore from the events with my father. I must have whimpered out as well, because Geoff pulled back rather quickly.

He opened his mouth, as though he was about to apologize, but I didn't want to hear it and took the opportunity to press my open lips against his and dart my tongue into his mouth. With a murr of pleasure he happily accepted it and his own tongue was quickly twirling and playing with mine in his muzzle. Geoff must have mentally noted where my cervix was because he never hit it again. His slow pushing turned into slow pumping, which eventually gave way to slowly thrusting long and as deep as he dared inside me. It was beyond amazing. It went on for a long time, my brother's long hard cock thrusting inside me in a controlled and slow manner while his tongue licked at my own. It was bliss and I moaned out happily into his kiss.

"Oh, Geoff," I moaned, breaking the kiss only long enough to let it out. He let me kiss him a little while longer before he broke it once more.

"Oh, Tya," he sounded almost like he was whimpering as he brought his free paw up to brush some of my hair behind my ear.

"This really is amazing," I murred, blushing softly. I had never had any sex quite like this before. "You're amazing, Geoff." He seemed to blush himself, like what I had just said meant the world to him. "But you don't have to hold back anymore," I wanted him to continue to make love to me, but I also wanted him to rock me with an orgasm, and more than anything I wanted him to cum.

"If you say so," Geoff smiled, sweetly. "But I'm still going to make love to you." And with that he pulled me up. Holding me in the air with the arm around my back he kissed my neck, his lips covering the bite marks our father had left. It hurt a bit, but he was so gentle about it that it wasn't any worse than the pain I had caused myself when laughing. He started thrusting into me more, a little harder, but definitely faster. His free paw cupping one of my breasts as he mumbled into my neck, still softly kissing it, "you are the most amazing woman."

I blushed, hotly, and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. One paw coming up and gently grabbing a handful of his hair, while the other traveled lower and pressed against his lower back. He kissed my neck, over and over, everytime touching directly on the bloody mess that was the neck wound our father had marked me with. Every time his lips touched it, it sent shocks through my nerves, but combined with his thrusting it felt amazing. I moaned out his name, loudly, no longer caring if anyone in the house heard us. This seemed to push Geoff over the edge as he moaned my name right back, muffled by my neck of course, as he started plowing into me. He was still careful not to hit my cervix, but now he had found a better spot. My G spot. Geoff's cock head rubbed and pressed against it with every thrust of his hips, and soon I was not only moaning out his name, I was nearly screaming it in ecstacy.

I'm not sure whether it was fear of someone hearing my screams, or just because he had to get another taste of my lips, but he covered my muzzle with his and as he kissed me with every ounce of desire and passion in him, my body went numb, and clenched tightly to his. My velvet walls gripping his cock tightly, my arms squeezing his body tighter against my own. My orgasm sparked his own, and this time my brother shoved his cock completely inside me. The orgasm opening my cervix enough to let his cock head force it's way through. It hurt, a lot, but it also felt amazing mid-orgasm. And there, hilted fully inside my pussy walls, my brother came. His cum spilling out against the walls of my uterus, coating the inside of my womb.

As we both started to come down from the high of climax, we collapsed on my bed. Geoff still above me, nearly crushing me with his sturdy frame. I had to struggle to push him up, and once he realized he was causing me pain he propped himself up on his elbows. Grinning down at me he kissed me once more, a little less dramatically as before, but still with tender love.

"Oh Tya," he could only manage to say, and he kept saying it over and over between kisses. After a while he pulled his limp cock out from between my thighs and flopped on the bed beside me once more. This time he pulled me up onto my side as well, before reaching to the head of my bed and grabbing my pillows. Then he wrapped his arms around me and cuddled me, our heads at the foot of my bed and our feet at the head. And I fell asleep like that. Wrapped in my eldest brothers loving embrace in the afterglow of having made love for the first time.

I awoke, slowly, with my eyes still closed. I expected Geoff to be gone, just like my mother and Ryan had disappeared after the first time we all had sex, but I could still feel his arms around me. His body pressed into my back. I smiled and laid awake for a while listening to his breathing. He slowly came awake as well, his internal clock clearly still on the same schedule we had when he lived at home and we would go running in the mornings.

"You awake?" He whispered softly into my neck. I nodded slowly in responce, which got me a kiss against my neck again. "Are you up for a run?" I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Always." I pulled myself from his grasp and stood beside my bed, stretching lazily as he admired my body from where he still lay.

"Mmm, you really are gorgeous." He blushed as he smiled, "Let's go run through the valley." This time his lips spread into a grin. No one was ever in the valley this time of morning and even if someone did come by, there were plenty of places between the tree's to hide from sight and fool around.

"That sound's like a great idea." I grinned as I searched my room for my running shoes. Bent over at the waist I finally found them hidden under my desk chair. Suddenly I felt my brothers morning wood pressing up between my butt cheeks. He was rubbing his erection slowly up and down between them.

"Mmm, I'll meet you outside then." His voice told me he had the same idea I did about what we were going to do halfway through our run in the valley. Then all at once Geoff was gone, no doubt clearing the stairs two at a time on his way up to his own bedroom to retrieve his own running shoes.

As I waited out on the front lawn, warming up and stretching waiting for Geoff to walk out through the front door, I started to feel butterflies. And as soon as his tall handsome figure stepped out into the glow of the rising sun, I knew exactly why. I loved him too.