Brother (Chapter 1: Preliminaries)
Brother
Chapter 1: Preliminaries
This story contains material of adult nature including: Forced sexual activity, violence, and smoking.
The story line also involves teen sexual activity, oral sex, and anal toying, all semi-non-consensual .
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      The front room was innocent enough. A big-screen TV sat on a wood and glass stand against the wall. Beside the stand, on each end were two shelves, packed full of movies and books. A much larger shelf sat against the cattycornered wall. It too was filled with books, ceramics, and framed pictures. The wall opposite of the TV was decorated with a few more framed pictures. Each picture depicted innocent family members, their eyes focused on the center of the room. In the middle of the room, covering the cold wooden floor was a brown and red oriental rug. On the rug, stood two men.
      The older man was a tall fox in a leather jacket. His long white hair was pulled back in a pony-tail and his face was twisted into a business man's sneer. The second man stood much shorter than the first. His similar features to the taller man gave him away as the younger brother. He stood nude in the center of the room, paws at his side and muzzle pointed down. He had been groomed before being brought to the room. His fur was glossy and brushed. His short head hair was glued into spikes. Even his nails had been buffed and glossed for the occasion.
      In front of the carpet, facing the TV was a long leather couch. Grey sat on the couch, one leg crossed over the other. His back was pressed into the leather. One big paw held an ash tray in his lap; the other pinched a cigar between his lips. He was a big, burly wolf with grey fur. Even his black head-fur was beginning to grey.
The wolf's lips curled up and he gave a growl of approval. "And how old is he again, Jayce?" the burly wolf asked, his voice sounding rougher than lava rock. The younger fox winced, but the older fox just gave a chuckle and responded "Sixteen, Grey."
     "Not much of a pecker for a teenager," came the sandpapery voice, again earning a grimace from the younger boy. "Nah, but you won't have to pay much mind to that. The brat practically cums the moment anything gets near his ass. Just pleasure yourself, don't worry about him. Here, give it a try." With cruel hands, Jayce grabbed his brother's shoulders and shoved him forward. The teenager stumbled a little, shuffling his feet until he was right in front of Grey.
     With a grunt, the wolf dabbed out his cigar in the tray and then put it back between his lips, "Trn arund!" he ordered. The kid looked over his shoulder to his older brother. Jayce motioned with his fingers and grinned, "Go on James, and let him see that ass of yours. "
     James hung his head and slowly turned around. His tail lifted up to reveal the cheeks of his ass. Even the fur back there had been combed and it shined in the overhead light hanging from the ceiling fan. "Ahh yeah." Grey grunted, reaching one of his big paws up to grab one of the furry little cheeks and gave it a squeeze. The tight ring of his anus was revealed to the critiquing eyes of Grey the wolf.
      Grey pulled his cigar from his lips with his free hand and leaned in to look, "My my..he looks real tight." He laughed. Jayce laughed as well, "Tell me about it!" the fox said through his chuckles. While Jayce had his laugh, the big wolf resumed his studies. With a quick pucker of his lips, he spat against the tight little ring. James jumped in surprise, head looking over his shoulder with concern. All of his curiosity was settled immediately.
     The unbroken end of the cigar swirled around in the saliva on his tailhole. Round and round it went. His eyes closed and he grunted quietly. To his own embarrassment, his manhood betrayed him and his arousal become known. His little cock slowly began to stand on end as the big man's cigar explored his backside. Grey took notice and laughed loudly, "I'LL BE DAMMED!" he shouted and with a quick thrust, the cigar disappeared into the younger fox's ass. Only a small bit remained hanging out.
James moaned and rocked up on his toes. As the cigar forced its way painfully up his backside, his hips thrusted forward and white strings of cum fired, in an arc, through the air, and splattered on the rug. Jayce snickered at the sight and walked up to his brother. He grabbed James by the neck and yanked, tossing the teenager to the ground, "Clean it up!" the older fox commanded.
     The younger fox climbed to his hands and knees and crawled over to where the drops of his cum were slowly soaking into the carpet. He lowered his head down to the wet spots and began to lick the Oriental rug. With his ass in the air, the cigar slowly started to slide out and then plopped to the ground behind him.
     Grey eyed the scene with delight. When the cigar hit the ground, he reached down to pick it up. He disappeared in the adjacent room for a second and then returned empty handed. "Jayce, I'm sorry to hear about your mom. She was a good little fuck. Will you be all right on your own?" The wolf walked to the end table next to his couch and plucked a tissue from the box. He knelt down and began to wipe the spit and tobacco remains from James' ass.
     Jayce, standing above the two, shrugged his shoulders, "I'll be fine so long as you can take care of the brat." He mumbled. The wolf nodded his head and stood up slowly, "Yeah, I'll take him. He should be fun. James, get up." He said with his rough, commanding voice.
     James stood up quickly, gave a quick look to his brother and then took his now rightful place next to his new ‘father.' He watched quietly as his brother and Grey shook hands, patted each other's back, and then parted.
     Jayce was gone and James was alone with Grey. They stared at each other for what felt like forever. Finally Grey broke the stare and walked back to his couch. As he sat down, the leather groaned. Just the sound of it made James' stomach turn. The big man settled in and relaxed.
     A wooden box stood in front of the tissues on the end table. Grey reached over and opened it to pull out another cigar. He flicked it closed and grabbed his Zippo from the table. With a flick of his wrist, he popped the lighter open. Another flick set the wick aflame. He puffed on the cigar a few times until it came to life and then one more flick closed it. The big wolf pulled in a drag of the smoke, rolled it around in his mouth, and then let it slowly escape his lips and nose.
     "You know, James. Your mother and I were very close." He said, trying to sound more civil than he really was. James could see through it. He knew the conversation was preliminary to future years of torment. This would be the last time he'd have any decent exchanging of words. The fox turned his head away and frowned, "You were her dealer. You poisoned her with your drugs." He whispered. Grey heard him.
     The older man tapped the ash off of his cigar and frowned, "Now, now, James. Your mother was sick, I simply...gave her her medicine." He said, chuckling as the cigar was brought back to his lips. Once he'd taken another drag, he laughed again, "C'mere. Sit." His big paw put the ash tray on the end table and he patted his lap. James eyed the big guy's thigh and the bulge that his pants contained. The fox closed his eyes and sighed. Why fight it? He'd never win.
     The thought of the cigar, pushed within his body, floated through his mind as the young man climbed into the bigger man's lap. Even though the cigar was gone, he could still feel the thing lodged inside of him. Grey's erection pressing into his ass cheeks weren't helping the situation either.
     "You feel that?" Grey grunted, reaching one of his arms around the boy's waist, draping it over his thigh. His fingers toyed with the fox's penis idly, "Have you ever had anything bigger than your brothers' little fox meat in you?"
     James shook his head, getting another roar of laughter from the big guy. The wolf pushed his hips up and tossed the fox back to the ground with a thump, "On your knees, James." He ordered, reaching down to undo the zipper of his jeans. Fingers popped open the button as well. James groaned on the floor, his elbow aching. He had landed on it, jabbing his wrist into the ground and his elbow into his ribs. Yet, despite the pain, he obeyed. When he stood on his knees, he was greeted by a slap from Grey's cock.
He didn't even bother to look up. He knew what the wolf wanted. He eyed the older man's prick. It really was much larger than his brothers'. His heart was pounding and the world got a little darker around his peripherals. His paw reached up and he took the cock in his fingers. Eyes closed, mouth opened, and his lips engulfed the throbbing, blood-filled head.
      James had never been good at giving head. He was used to being fucked and then tossed aside by his brothers. They did all the work. Luckily, for him, Grey was no different. He suddenly felt a hand at the back of his head and he was thrust down. He tried to scream, but the escaping air only opened his throat, which soon was clogged by the intruding manhood.
     Claws scraped at the leather couch as he flailed beneath the hand. He couldn't breathe! Tears were already matting down the fur on his cheeks and his eyes felt like they would pop out of his head. Grey just laughed and held him there for a good couple of minutes. It wasn't until James was too weak to fight did he let up, but not entirely. The fox was allowed to catch a breath, but the cock was still in his mouth.
     Grey started running his fingers through the fox's spikey hair. "Good boy...you did good." He encouraged, stroking behind James' ears and scratching the back of his neck, "Just go up and down." He instructed, adding no more pressure. James was happy to oblige if it meant his throat would be free. He started bobbing his head up and down, swirling his tongue around and squeezing with his lips. He moved slowly at first, but with a few promising grunts, he began to speed up. His left paw even joined in on the action, grabbing the base, squeezing and pulling up, then down, following his lips.
     His heart began to thud again as he felt the hands on the back of his head, but they didn't push down. Instead they held his face at the tip of his cock. The wolf started thrusting his own hips up and down. Grey's motions were jerky and rigid as he fucked the boy's face. He kept pushing in just enough for the throbbing head of his cock to tap the back of James' throat and then pull back. He humped back and forth back and forth until he let out a loud grunt, "AGH HOLD IT!" he groaned as his own cum began to spew out of his balls and into the boy's mouth.
     James did his best not to swallow, holding the spurts of cum as it lined his gums, teeth, and tongue. He shivered through the whole experience, fighting off the urge to gag and the desire to swallow. He just wanted it gone, but his new ‘father' would not allow it. Once Grey had finished shooting his load, he slowly pulled out. The head of his cock slipped past the fox's lips with a little pop.
     "HOLD IT!" he commanded again, this time with a much more commanding voice. He pointed a threatening finger and shot the boy a glare; meaning he meant business. The wolf turned his head around and shouted, "ERICA! ERICA!"
     Grey's screaming earned no response and, forgetting the fox for the moment, stomped off down the hallway leading out of the living room. James held the cum in his mouth, his head resting on the seat of the couch. He closed his eyes. He could smell the scent of sex, amongst other things, on the leather. He almost threw up the load in his mouth.
     From the back, the fox could hear yelling again, then banging. The sound of a door being kicked in came from the hallway, followed by a girl's scream. Grey's voice followed, "FUCKING HELL, ERICA!" more screams and a girl's voice could be heard as well, but James could only make out the man's voice, "NEXT TIME I CATCH YOU DOING THIS, I'LL AMPUTATE YOUR GOD DAMMED HANDS!"
     The screaming got louder and Grey returned from the hallway and stomped around the couch. He was dragging a young girl behind him by her hair. James picked his head up to see the girl. She looked younger than him, but not by much. She too was nude and certainly didn't look too happy about it. Blood dripped down the arms that were above her head. Her hands were prying at the big paw that held her white hair, "STOP STOP! LET GO!" she pleaded.
     Grey jerked the girl's head up and brought her face right in front of James', "SPIT IT OUT" he ordered. James stared in disbelief at the poor girl. She looked like a mutt. Her face was pointed like a fox's and her grey fur had a red tint to it. Even her frame was small and thin, not like a wolf's at all, but Grey's genes were definitely there in her eyes and her voice.
     "SPIT!" The older man yelled again. James thought he would pass out. The poor girl did not need any more degradation. The big wolf shook the girl by her hair and raised his hand, but not to him. The big paw came down and slammed across Erica's cheek. Blood dripped from her broken lip and her arms dropped. She just hung by her hair and sobbed. "NOW!"
     James closed his eyes, and spit.
     Erica dropped to the ground.