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Sylvester waited anxiously outside his dorm. His brother Tom was late to meet him. He had planned this visit carefully, and he was cutting into an important part of it, their time with Top Cat being out of their dorm room was dwindling to a close. Sylvester saw his brother finally walk up the stairs from visitor parking and waved over to him.

"You're late, Thomas." Said Sylvester, cheekily.

"There was traffic, it couldn't be helped." Frowned Tom, he disliked it when people called him by his full name, and Sylvester knew that.

"Well, it cut into the only time we're going to have alone in my room. I take it you have my key?' Asked Sylvester.

Tom pulled a small key out of his pocket and grinned. He looked around to see if the coast was clear and gave his brother's crotch a grope, feeling the chastity cage on his brother's length, the lock holding it shut jingled. Tom hugged his brother and their hips met in an " I missed you " hug. When their groins met there was an audible clunk of metal on metal.

"I take it you have my key too, little brother?" Grinned Tom.

"It's in my room. Let's head there now, two weeks is too long of a wait to get off." Sighed Sylvester.

"I know, but when Dad found out you snuck out and I helped you with it our options for punishment were to take the cages or paint the house. I think we made the right choice." Laughed Tom. "I heard your favorite professor made you his assistant coach at volley ball? Congrats, Syl."

"Yeah, a few days ago. It made me really happy." Replied Sylvester, having trouble focusing on anything but sex at the moment.

The cats quickly made their way to Sylvester's room. It had been a rough two weeks. The athletic center was closed, undergoing some quick restoration work, so Sylvester couldn't work off his frustration with sports either. Time wasn't on their side at all. Sylvester locked the door behind them and Tom took off his pants and undies. His shiny steel cage jingled as it flopped out. Sylvester followed suit and went into his desk drawer to get his key. Together they unlocked each other's cages and tossed them on Sylvester's bed. They both sighed with relief and grew hard almost instantly. They grabbed each other's hard cocks and stroked them gently.

"Oooh... That feels good, bro." Purred Tom as his brother firmly gripped his dick.

However, just as they were really getting into it someone turned the room's doorknob trying to get it, luckily Top Cat had forgotten his key and knocked on the door. Sylvester and Tom dressed as quick was a bolt of lightning and they threw a blanket over the chastity cages.

"Hey, Sylvester, why's the door locked?" Called Top Cat from the other side of the door.

"Tom was showing me pictures of his girlfriend and we didn't want anyone to come in." Lied Sylvester.

Sylvester was thankful he had the presence of mind to lock the door. Tom unlocked the door and let Top Cat in. The hatted cat put his bag down on his bed and turned to Tom. After introductions Sylvester and Tom took their leave. The cats wracked their brains trying to think of a place to go to release their pent up loads. They were still both rock hard and dripping into their boxer briefs.

"The public restroom in an academic building?" Suggested Tom.

"The bathrooms are locked on the weekend, too many people had the same idea you did." Lamented Sylvester.

"Study rooms in the library?" Asked Tom.

"They check up on people in there randomly. Again, because people used them for sex." Frowned Sylvester.

"Music practice rooms?" Wondered Tom.

"Have to be a music major to get in them." Groaned Sylvester, their hopes of having sex fading fast.

"Well, shit. I'm out of ideas." Scowled Tom, being pent up for two weeks leaving him grumpy.

"I've got it!" Grinned Sylvester.

"Where?" Asked Tom.

"You'll see." Smiled Sylvester, walking in the direction of the athletic center.

Sylvester reached into his pocket and took out his keys. Dr. Cedille had given him two keys when he made Sylvester assistant coach. One was to the front door, and the other was to the equipment closet. The cats rushed to the athletic center. They dipped under the "Caution" tape and Sylvester unlocked the door, sneaking inside and locking it behind him.

The inside looked like a construction site, but fortunately for the brothers they hadn't started on the gymnasium yet. They darted across the empty basketball court and slipped inside the equipment closet. While there was the standard balls, nets, other sports equipment, there was something else hidden in the back, under a blanket. Sylvester ripped off the blanket with as much restraint as a horned up cat could handle, revealing an old armchair.

"This is too perfect to be a coincidence, Syl." Smirked Tom.

"I might come here with my old English professor from time to time, but for now it's ours." Grinned Sylvester.

The cat brothers undressed quickly and Tom sat in the old armchair, facing the closed closet door. It reeked of semen and musk.

"What about lube?" Asked Tom.

Sylvester grabbed an old water bottle and threw it to Tom. He was about to take a drink when Sylvester stopped him. The younger cat held his brother's paw open and squeezed the bottle. Really slick lube squirted out into Tom's paw. Sylvester set the bottle down on a nearby shelf and climbed into his brother's lap facing away from him, right at the door. He lifted his tail and felt Tom massage his slick fingers into his tailhole. He moaned loudly when his brother slipped finger after finger into him, stretching Sylvester nice and wide for a good hard pounding. After a few minutes of stretching Tom pulled out his fingers.

"Ready, bro?" Asked Tom while lubing up his cock.

Without waiting for an answer Tom lined himself up and pulled Sylvester down on his throbbing length. Both brothers moaned loudly. Sylvester ground himself down on Tom's dick, his rump cheeks rubbing against his brother's lap. Tom gripped Sylvester's hips and pulled him up and down on his length, using him like a fleshlight. Sylvester was happy to comply, and when Tom's lubed up paw reached around and gripped his dripping cock he let out a lusty groan.

Tom couldn't take it anymore and used his free paw to tightly grip his brother's hip. The cat started jackhammering into his tight rump. His other paw jerked Sylvester with the same quick speed. Tom's length pressed against Sylvester's prostate and soon Sylvester had had enough. His cock throbbed hard and fired a sticky volley across the closet, splattering against the back of the door, with the following spurts hitting the floor as his orgasm lost fervor. His tailhole clenched rhythmically around Tom's dick as he pounded into Sylvester and he quickly fired off into his brother. Sylvester felt his brother's length pulse inside of him and felt each powerful spurt that coated his insides.

After they came they sat still in the old armchair, Tom not pulling out of his brother, letting his cock soften inside Sylvester. Eventually Tom moved to get up and Sylvester did to, careful not to pull out. Once they were standing Tom pulled out and Sylvester flopped back in the chair, exhausted. His tailhole leaked his brother's thick load into the chair. They shared a look and laughed at the mess. Not bothering to clean up, Sylvester covered the chair again and they got dressed. As they got ready to leave the closet they both noted that Sylvester had really given the door a good coating.

"We really made a mess, huh Syl?" Smirked Tom.

"Let's leave it as is, I think my professor would like to see the mess we made." Chuckled Sylvester.

The brothers sneaked out of the athletic center, locking the doors behind them. They made their way to the dining hall, saying nothing of their secret tryst.