Toby and David (Chapter 1 of [undetermined])

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Toby and David

The dawning sunlight freely beamed through the window on the face of a 12 year old blue and white furred cub named Toby Mortimer, it's light rudely landing upon his face and awakening him. In response to the sudden beams of light, he covered his face with one of the free sheets on his bed, and yawned as he kept his eyes closed. "Oh, sorry, I didn't see you were still asleep."

Toby opened his eyes and pulled the sheet away from his face to see his similar looking but darker furred older 16 year old brother David in the middle of walking out of the room, but before David fully left the room, he stopped midway, and looked at Toby. Toby sat up to look at his brother, and rubbed his head. "You could at least give me fair warning before you potentially blind me, and you better have made me breakfast as an apology."

In response David chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. "Um, not necessarily." Toby looked at David and pouted as he gave big puppy dog eyes. "You're not even cooking your little brother breakfast?"

After hearing this over dramatized sentence, the older boy let out a somewhat guilty sigh, "Fine, fine, I'll go make your breakfast." Toby smiles lightly, and blushed, "Thanks big bro." David walks to the kitchen, and starts making some bacon and eggs for Toby.

Meanwhile, Toby slowly got up and out of his bed, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth; nabbing a plastic cup and turning on the sink to fill it. After filling the the cup with water, he grabbed his toothbrush, and toothpaste, and continued to do his morning routine, leaving the door open in case David needed something.

The air downstairs in the kitchen filled with the delectable smell of scrambled eggs and cooked bacon before slowly drifting through the modern, spacious house and up the stairs; filling the two bedrooms and one bathroom upstairs with its delicious smell.

In smelling this, Toby smiled brightly and hurried downstairs after brushing his teeth, all the while completely naked, as he didn't like the feeling of clothing, and it was just him and his brother alone in the house. "Wow, that smells amazing!" Toby exclaimed after he walked around the corner, and breathed in deeply through his nose, taking in the delicious smell.

"Yea, it does smell prett-... Woah, T-Toby, where are your clothes?" David's words were cut off as he turned his head to see Toby standing silently and nakedly at the doorway to the kitchen.

"What? I thought you were used to this." David stares at Toby's face in shock, his eyes intentionally avoiding his little brother's uncut penis. "B-But that was a long time ago!" David exclaimed, his face slowly growing warmer the longer his naked brother stood in front of him.

"Well, I'm still hungry, and I see you're almost done, so I'll be waiting here until you're done." Toby grabbed a chair, and sat down on it, Dave's still trying to look away, his face flushed a dark shade of red.

"F-Fine." David turned back toward the eggs cooking in front in an attempt to hide his blush and the growing tent he was pitching in the front of his basketball shorts. Toby looked at David confusingly. "I don't know why you feel so awkward about this, we used to take baths together! Maybe we should do it again, it was fun."

Dave started remembering when they used to take baths, and getting more aroused by the memories, before he shook his head and closed his eyes as he tried to think of something else before responding with a stern but still obviously shaken tone. "N-No Toby, you're much older now, you can bathe yourself."

Toby was taken back, shocked by David's tone. "Why are you so against it? What's the worst that can happen?" David finished making the food and quickly put the breakfast of eggs and bacon on a plate, and handed the plate to Toby, looking at just his face. "Here, just enjoy your breakfast." David exclaimed, obviously avoiding the question as he quickly walked away from Toby, and upstairs into his room; rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly and still blushing.

Toby found himself confused and unfamiliarly flustered as well, curiously wondering why there was a bulge in the front of David's shorts and why he left in such a hurry.

Toby quickly ate, not able to shake off the nagging questions on his mind. After he was done eating, Toby got up, and goes to the kitchen to put his plate up to wash later, but notices that Dave left his phone on the countertop, and grabbed the phone before he went upstairs to find Dave.

David sat alone in his room, his mind filled with thoughts of Toby and continued to remember what Toby looked like when he was in the bathtub when they were younger. Slowly, he lowered a paw down to ward his solid bulge, before stopping. "No, no, I can't think of my younger brother that way, b-but I can't help it." Dave breathes in deeply as he bit his lip and reached under the waistband of his his basketball shorts. His paw made contact with his seldom touched erection, making him elicit a soft moan; rubbing the sensitive skin as he started to slowly jerk himself off.

Outside of the door stood Toby, frozen with his fist inches away from the door as he heard the moan mid knock. This seemed to only fuel his curiosity even more, causing him to immediately reach out for the door handle and open the door just a crack, and peek in to see Dave stroking himself under his shorts quite fanatically.

"Oh god, it's been so long since I've done this." David exclaimed as he slid off his shorts to give himself better access to the needy shaft, and unintentionally showing Toby everything that was previously going on under the blockage from the shorts.

Toby's eyes widened at the sight of this and his ears perked up at the sounds of David's continuous moaning before walking away. What was his brother doing with his privates, why was he moaning like that? Did it hurt, or did it feel good? With these questions and many more cluttering his head Toby walked over to his room; putting on some clothes to hide his nudity that was obviously bothering his brother for a reason Toby couldn't understand.

While Toby started putting on his underwear, it caused his gaze to land upon his now half erect penis. Seeing this, he remembered the actions of his brother and felt a curious urge to mimic him. With this urge now controlling his actions he slowly moved one of his paws down, and started to slowly rub his half erect cock, wrapping his hand around it, and slowly stroking his shaft like he saw his brother doing previously.

"I-I think it's like this." He begins by stroking it up and down, not gripping it tight enough to move the foreskin and properly stimulate himself. This naivety on how to properly masturbate left him only with more questions as he soon stopped his inexperienced masturbatory actions. "Huh...Weird." He shrugged and got up, putting some clothes on. "Oh well, I'm sure I can ask him later or something."

At this point, Dave finished and cleaned up, and he made sure that the tissues he used to clean up weren't at the top of his trashcan. He brushed his fur down, and reached for the door, noticing that there was a crack in the door opening. "Hmm, I could've sworn I closed this." He walked out of his room, and closed his door, while Toby does the same, not having a boner because of his poor job of attempting to pleasure himself after watching Dave.

Dave blushed lightly as he saw Toby down the hall with clothes on, and walked up to him to talk to him. "H-Hey kiddo, um, I'm sorry about earlier. If you want to take a bath or shower with me later tonight, I'll be okay with it." Toby smiled as he heard his brother open up, and gave him a hug, nuzzling his brothers chest. "Thank you, David, I really do miss it, and can't wait to do it again!" David put his arm around Toby's head, and sighed. "You deserve it, Toby..."

(End of chapter 1. Author's note, this is my first time trying to write something other than an essay/report for school, and though I have roleplayed as these characters before, I'm still somewhat new to the whole "writing" thing. Special thanks to my friend and editor for helping me and guiding me through my first time writing a story.)