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A Glimpse of Ever After

Clyde smiled as he looked over his naked body in the mirror. Five years of working out with his older brothers had certainly put a great deal of muscle on the 20 year old fox's tall frame. Of course, the diet they had gotten him on had helped a great deal as well. His stomach grumbled slightly, having gone without a truly filling meal for two weeks.

"Sounds like someone's eager," Oliver, also naked, smiled and patted Clyde's belly. He rubbed it in circles for a few seconds before his paw lowered, giving his only little brother a good grope. Clyde spun and faced the lion. He stepped closer so their various bulges met. Species aside, the two brothers were practically mirrors. Same height and similar build, they even shared the dimensions of their endowments. They had managed to catch up to Trent in most of these departments, though his arms and shoulders remained thicker. Knox, on the other hand, remained an order of masculine magnitude above them. Even their father had to admit that his eldest son's body exceeded his own in every way, even back when Aaron had been in his prime.

"Damn Oli, I could go for a grind."

"Me too Clyde," he lick his brother's face, "me too." The boys laid back on their bed and wrapped their meaty arms around each other. Soon harden cock was on harden cock, pressed together by massive muscles of each predator. Precum lubticated as they thrust against each other. Their rods ground together while their heavy jewels bounced together, apart, and back together. In a few minutes both brothers' chests were splattered with a mix of lion and fox cum. It was then that Trent pounced on both of them hungrily.

While pawjobs had always been a part of Master brothers' relations, and frottage had become the norm after Trent and Oliver had first discovered it while being devoured by Knox, they had never fucked each other. None among them wanted to take their brother's cock up the ass, and they could never bring themselves to force a cock up the ass of someone they loved, even if they all recognized just how inviting their brothers' asses looked. That said, in the last three years Trent's appetite for flesh had led him to embrace the art of fellatio. While there were of course some "cocksucker" jokes at his expense, his three brothers were more than accepting of his new taste for cock and seed. Plus, sleeping with a hunky cum-glutton was hardly a chore.

As Trent lapped all of the spent seed from his younger brothers' flesh, Clyde noted the bulge in the darkest furred of his lion brothers. "So this is just dessert then."

Oli, looked down, being more preoccupied with of Trent's tongue. "Oh and here I thought our jizz just was the appetizer before us." Trent did make a point of devouring his younger brothers regularly and without warning, as if to remind them that giving them head was in no way an act of submission. This was often preceded by impromptu wrestling sessions in which he would remind them that a slight height disadvantage did nothing to detract from his superiority in terms of physical strength.

"Yeah," Trent licked the last drop of cum from his lips and rose to his feet, patting his gut. "These guys have been in there for nearly an hour."

"Guys? I thought you were just going after some loan-shark." Oliver was a bit disappointed. The size of the bulge had made it look fresh. If Trent had only eaten him a few minutes ago the prey would still be intact. Few things got the younger lion off as much as boning his brother's meals before they lost consciousness and began being incorporated into the body of their consumer.

"Yeah, well Knox looked into his business a bit more. The thugs he had threatening debtors were all pure scum, so we figured it would be better to clear as many out as possible. Knox got the boss and his top enforcer, a fat tanuki and a fucking huge rhino asshole. . I took the two more goons. Luckily they where burly enough to fill me up, so we ended up bring back the last two dudes for you guys." Trent said all this with the clear conscience of a coinsure of the criminal classes.

The Master's boys were the kind voracious vigilantes that targeted only the worst of society. Most days they sated their hunger on each other or a handful of friends who either genetically or through cold blood transfusion were immune to the specialized digestion process of predators. Such prey would be at most inconvenienced for a few hours between being gulped down and coughed up. On the other hand it allowed the brothers and their father to keep their urges under control, keeping innocent people safe. However, as pleasurable as having friends and family tucked away was for predators, they did have a primal need to utterly consume other furs, and if somebody had to get digested, it might as well be a thug, a thief, or some other blight on society.

"Cool. I could go for a quick snack." Clyde smirked as his tail began twitching with anticipation.

"Yeah, shame we just blew our loads though." All three shared a nod at Oliver's words. The brothers were far from merciless, well aware that a few bad decisions did not make a bad person. As such, their hunts always followed a period of observation and background checking on potential targets. For a thug to make it onto the permanent prey menu of the Masters he would have dealt out some serious pain over the years. Before swallowing them whole, the Masters males generally preferred to show their prey how it felt to be made the victim of a stronger man. It may not have been the most ethical aspect of their lives, but raping a brute who used his own strength to strike terror the innocent before slowly devouring him felt right on a primitive level.

Trent led his younger brothers to where Knox was keeping the two remaining meals, an older looking otter and tiger that looked to be Clyde's age. No, exactly Clyde's age, as the fox realized after a double take. He had gone to school with this tiger, until the feline's brutal treatment of him had gotten the tiger sent to a juvenile correctional facility. Clyde's tail would never fully heal, though its fluffiness prevented the casual observer from noticing the kink.

"Hello, Parker." Clyde addressed the bound and groggy tiger before turning to Oliver. "You can have the otter, Oli. This guy is mine."

Oliver and the other lions offered no objections as Clyde approached Parker and tore the tiger free of his bonds. The fox contemplated waiting so he could fuck his childhood tormentor, but his hunger won out. The instant he saw the tiger his stomach began growling with need. He leaned in close, staring into Parker's eyes. The instant a flash of recognition glinted in the tiger's eyes Clyde's jaws sprung open. Trent and Knox watched with pride as their hunky little brother devoured the equally muscular tiger. Parker began thrashing as he became more lucid, but by then his shoulders and elbows had been pinned by Clyde's throat. As such, the tiger's desperate squirming did little more than heighten his predator's pleasure and the arousal of the watching elder brothers. As Oliver made fast work of the otter, Clyde aloud himself a few moments to savor the wicked feline's flavor. Likewise, Trent took the opportunity to enjoy the flavor of his elder brother's cock, which Knox gave approval of in both moans and a steady flow of precum. Oliver belched happily as he watched the tiger's legs begin their decent into Clyde. The fox could no longer hold back his hunger and swallowed Parker in three massive gulps. This ravenous display pushed Knox over the edge, forcing Trent so do some quick swallowing of his own.

A few minutes later the four Masters brothers laid in bed cuddling, their muscled limbs entwined. It had been another good day for Clyde, and he looked forward to what new pleasures the next day might bring.