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Tabris unlocked the door to the apartment he shared with his fiancé, Ixion. The cheetah's shoulders were sore and he wanted nothing more than to take a long, hot shower. Kicking his shoes off, Tabris felt a little better already. His sore paws carried him into the kitchen where he could grab a beer from the fridge. Using his claws, the cheetah snapped the cap off, and took a swig.

The cheetah's legs protested every step he took until finally he planted himself on his couch. Glancing at his phone, the cheetah knew that his raccoon would be home soon so the two of them could figure out what to do for dinner. Well--three of them, as it were.

From the guest bathroom walked a half-naked hybrid between a rat and a raccoon. Cyprus, or Cy as his friends called him, was the younger stepbrother of Ixion. He was barely 18 and his body was, well, Tabris had to admit that he was hot as hell. It wasn't exactly easy to say otherwise. The ratcoon's body was trim but still had a strong chest and the faint brush of abs left a nice V that disappeared into his waistline. But right now that waistline was a towel that could barely be considered on. The cheetah's cheeks burned as he looked at the visiting family. He cleared his throat and took another drink of the beer.

"Hey, Tab," Cy said, fur still a bit damp from the shower. Going into the kitchen, he pulled a beer out himself.

"C-Cy," the cheetah said. He cleared his throat, not really paying much attention to anything.

"How was work?" Cyprus asked, sitting on the couch. He handed the beer to Tabris and he snapped the cap off like he'd done to his own beer. The space between the two men was marginal and with one foot on the other leg, the towel crept up, giving Tabris more to pretend not to notice. He could see all the way down the gray fur of his leg to the pink-hue of his flaccid cock.

"Good, just exhausting," Tabris said, finally breaking himself from looking down his soon-to-be brother-in-law's towel.

Cy giggled, an airy noise that seemed to invite more from those around. "Well, just relax," the lithe male said, scooting closer to the older male. "You're back home now with me."

Nothing prepared Tabris for this. Cyprus wasn't even close to subtle. In the past, he'd seen the hybrid glance and wink. He'd make excuses to hang out with Tabris and on occasion he'd change clothes with the guest door open but this... This was direct and the worst part was, despite how wrong it was for him to admit it.

Tabris liked the attention. He liked the way the ratcoon looked at him. He liked how much the younger male seemed to want him. Even Ix didn't always look at him like that.

"M-my feet are really sore," Tabris mumbled, cheeks burning hot.

"Well," Cy said, taking another sip of his beer. "I think that I can help that."

With that simple sentence, the younger male slipped off of the couch, leaving the towel behind. Sitting down at the other male's feet, the ratcoon crossed his legs, putting both paws in his lap. The cheetah's paws were soon picked up and rubbed. Firm paws worked over his sore paws, eliciting a groan from the cheetah. He leaned his head back, a sigh leaving his throat. Despite this odd situation, it was hard to admit that he loved the attention.

The paws that dug in rubbed, working the sore muscles a rub. Tabris let his eyes close. A purr escaped his throat and he leaned back to enjoy the gesture. Maybe he was just misreading the ratcoon's actions. It could just be that he was comfortable here. Yeah... maybe that was it. Tabris pushed the thoughts of doubt aside and allowed himself to enjoy the foot rub.

He could not, however, ignore the tongue which dragged over his foot. His eyes shot open and the ratcoon looked up at him from over his toes, a playful look in his eyes. His tongue moved nice and slow, taking in the musky sweat from his pads. The cheetah's toes flexed and Cyprus took the opportunity to drag his tongue between his toes. Tabris whimpered, his hips shifting in place at the erotic actions. All the words and protests died in his mouth, as the stepbrother to his betrothed took two toes in his mouth, sucking on them rather lewdly.

"Cy... What are you doing?" The cheetah's toes flexed and curled. His hips rolled a little which only elicited a giggle from the younger male.

"Oh, just trying to get you to relax." The little homewrecker licked his lips, swirling his tongue around the cheetah's toe and smirking. "Do you want me to stop?"

Tabris bit his lip. He _did_want him to stop. It was wrong and it wasn't what he wanted but on the other hand, he couldn't deny the bulge that grew in his pants.

"What about your brother?" Stammered the cheetah, his thumb on the wedding ring in his hand.

Cy smirked. He didn't say anything just moved up between the cheetah's legs. His body was close to Tabris and his paw brushed the green lock of hair out from his face. At the same time, the unmistakable sound of a zipper being pulled down pierced the air.

"Ix doesn't have to know," he said, his lips close enough to Tabris' that he could feel his breath. Rather than kiss the cheetah, the younger male leaned down and dragged his tongue over the cheetah's boxers.

Tabris groaned, his head flopping onto the back of the couch. The feline's paws ran through his hair, grabbing the roots and keeping a firm hold of him. Cy giggled again, as if this was all a game to him. He squeezed the cheetah's balls through the fabric, still licking and moaning over the shaft.

Each taunting lick and squeeze weakened Tabris' defenses. Though he wanted to deny it, he loved the attention. He craved it, cock growing harder the more that Cy lavished attention upon it.

From his pocket rang the ringtone of the cheetah. Cy grabbed Tabris' phone, pulling it out. He swiped across and grinned at the older male.

"Hey, Ix," Cy said. The ratcoon's eyes glinted with a sort of cruel playfulness that brought the burning in the cheetah's face up substantially.

"True, I'm not your fiancé. Yeah, Tab's getting out of the bathroom." His paws wrapped around his boxers and tugged. Tabris could only watch as his boxers were removed from his lithe form. Out flopped a thick, ebony, shaft. It smacked the Ratcoon on the face who winked in reply.

"Here, he just came out. I'll let you talk to him." Cy handed the phone to the cheetah and his face nuzzled into the feline's full balls. He breathed in deep, and Tabris' balls seemed to tingle. The cheetah managed to speak finally.

"Hey, hun." He spoke. His voice measured. He could do this, right? Of course he could. Tabris let his paw rest on the younger male's head. Cy's eyes never looked away from Tabris. His head moved down, sliding down that length bit by glorious, forbidden, bit.

"I'm on my way home, now. Work was exhausting." Tabris could picture Ixion in his car. He could smell the raccoon's fur, feel his arms on his body. It made the knot in his stomach twist. But Cy's tongue swirling around his shaft made the cheetah forget about that guilt. "What're you up to?"

"Ooh... just got home. Hanging out with Cy for a bit." Tabris said. His heart pounded as he looked at the male on his dick exhaled warm air onto his pubic fur. The cheetah bit back a whimper, catching it in his throat.

Truthfully, Tabris didn't hear much of what Ixion was saying. He heard it, of course, but... It didn't seem to matter--at least not when he was cheating on his betrothed. The cheetah's cock was sucked, lavished in an attentive tongue and his balls were cupped with the slightest pressure that Tabris couldn't help but moan.

"What was that?" Ix quirked from the other end of the line.

"O-oh, nothing," the cheetah lied. "Just, uh, looks like Cy drank the last the beer." The ratcoon winked, pointing to the empty bottle on the table. The cheetah frowned and shoved Cy's head down onto his cock. Despite the gag, the male on his cock wiggled his hips at Tabris. He swallowed, throat massaging the cheetah's tip. Tabris grabbed a pawful of the male's hair, forcing him to work on his cock obediently. His body took over, not caring that he was betraying his lover but lost in the moment.

"Hm... Alright. I'll be home in about half an hour. Traffic is being a little insane right now." The raccoon said. Tabris could hear him sigh, a sound that Cy mimicked as he breathed the cheetah's musky fur in. Tabris stared as the stepbrother to the raccoon he spoke to swallowed repeatedly around his cock. The cheetah's hips rocked up a few times, pumping into his mouth.

"I'll... I'll see you then, Ix." Tabris couldn't talk much longer. He had to give the slut on his dick what he was after.

"Alrighty. See you soon," Ix said. "Love you."

Looking Cy in the eyes, Tabris felt his cheeks burn, ears dropping. "Love you too."

The raccoon hung up so Tabris dropped his phone. He took his paws and held the younger male down. His hips gave short, shallow thrusts. They didn't go anywhere but it reminded the ratcoon who was in charge. Tabris groaned louder, his hips really working into Cy's mouth.

"F-fucking thirsty bitch, aren't you?" The cheetah snarled. His cock battered against his throat, black mass disappearing into his throat again and again.

Cy's whimpering moans were not caused by pain. They were clearly caused by pain. While Cy's eyes watered, he didn't stop Tabris. The cheetah grunted in the 'resigned' submission from his in-law. But what the cheetah didn't account for was the grip on his balls. They were squeezed, cupped with such a care as the tongue on his cock worked all over, swirling quickly.

"S-so gonna cum in your throat, ya got that, bitch?"

Cy whimpered. He nodded his head. The glimmer of the ratcoon's eyes from through his hair caught the cheetah mid-pump. He leaned his head back and ran his paw through the fellating male. They were alike, both of them enjoying that smoky grey fur though Ix's hair was a bit longer than that of Cyprus. The cheetah looked at him and he winked. Tabris felt far too aware of the metal on his finger. He swallowed and bit his lip but he couldn't worry about that now. As close as he was...

The cheetah slammed his hips up, fucking the ratcoon's face hard. His balls were omnipresent reminders of just how pent up he was. Tabris knew too well. He needed this more than he cared to admit. His body shook and his cock started to twitch inside the young, barely legal mouth. His cock slammed inside of his throat and the feline did what was natural. He shot ropes of seed into the waiting mouth. It was all so quick and his claws were on his head, not giving him a choice but to swallow.

Cyprus did as he was forced to. He swallowed, taking gulps of the Lesser Cat's larger load. He whimpered, nose rubbing into Tabris' pubic region and squeezing his balls.

"T-there you are, you needy... Mmm... kid. That's what you were hoping for, right?"

Cyprus pulled off of the black shaft with an audible slurp. His paw traced up the cheetah's thigh, squeezing his balls. He wiggled in place and grinned at the feline he'd seduced.

"You say that like I'm done..." Cy said. He stood up tall, his own cock pointing straight at the cheetah. Tabris felt his eyes move down, catching sight of the ratcoon's endowment. They were so similar in every way but... Tab had to admit, Cyprus had larger balls. Their cocks were just about the same and the cheetah found himself licking his lips. "Lean back. I want the rest."

Tabris opened his mouth but the words died in his mouth. He couldn't deny it. He did as the younger man bid him and leaned back, freeing his lap for the ratcoon.

"I always wanted this..." Cyprus grunted, sitting down on top of the cheetah.

Tabris looked at Cy, his paws stuck at his sides. This was wrong. It was so wrong and the twist in the cheetah's stomach got tighter as the ratcoon's body rested on his cock. He looked at Cy and before a word of protest or a sense of faithfulness to Ix could leave his lips, Cyprus pushed his hips down.

Tabris moaned, his fat cockhead swallowed up by the teen's ass. His paws grabbed his shoulders and he slammed down, letting his ass swallow up his cock as much as it could. The cheetah whined, writhing in his seat.

"Ever since Ix brought you ... mmmf... home. I wanted to feel you, he ran his mouth and it just made me!" He shivered, claws digging into his shoulders as the cheetah's cock secured a foothold--or dickhold--inside of the stepbrother.

"A-and am I worth it?" Tabris managed to sputter. His head was awash with pleasure. For each of his meager thrusts, the ratcoon slammed down. He rode his cock hard, letting his body just accept it like it was meant to.

Cy didn't reply. He leaned back, his legs wrapped around the cheetah's waist. Tabris watched as his paws grabbed his head and tugged him down. Even as the stepbrother was riding him, he forced Tabris to bring his lips to his mouth. He couldn't get a word of complaint or agreement in. The moment he opened his mouth, Cy shoved him down.

It was a strange feeling to be both ridden and have his mouth full at the same time. There was a strain on his back but Cyprus didn't seem to care. He rode his brother-in-law to-be hard. His ass crashed down, swallowing that cock up entirely. When he rose, he felt the cheetah's throat swallow around his tip with a lewd gag accompanying it.

This was a first for Tabris. In all his years with Ixion, he'd never done this. He'd never even thought to do it but here he was being forced to do this... thing. It was crass. It was painful. It was wrong. It wasn't his fiancé.

It was, however, the hardest that Tabris had remembered being in his life.

Cyprus slowly rocked his body between the maw and the hard cock. He was ablaze in pleasure, that much Tabris could tell by the leaking cock in his mouth. The cheetah gagged, whimpering as he felt his head shoved down. His body was little more than Cy's plaything and it burned the cheetah up to know that. He should be objecting and fighting this use but instead he found himself going with it. He moaned, his paws raking down Cy's stomach. The ratcoon giggled.

"You're not done til I say you're done, cheetah."

Tabris dropped his ears and just humped. He didn't even care about Ix anymore. He couldn't let that guilt, that gnawing pain in his stomach keep him back. He had to do this. He bobbed his head, swallowing around the tip and flexing his cock in the tight male's ass.

"That's better..." Cyprus groaned. His bouncing body worked its way through the two extremes of pleasure. Tabris didn't even stop him. He just let himself be abused and used so thoroughly that he burned with desire for more.

Tabris felt himself go first. There wasn't much of a build up to it. It just happened, explosive in its nature, the cheetah unloaded into the body of his lover-for-now. He had to. It was hard not to. But even as he felt him get washed away in pleasure, the ratcoon kept coming. Ever the obedient person for the person holding his head down, the cheetah didn't fight the rough riding. But it hurt. The sensitivity from his peak caused every slam downwards a groan of pain. He was Cy's bitch and he...

He loved it.

"You better swallow. Ix tells me... Mmm. That you swallow your own, so get ready..." The bouncing hybrid grunted. It burned Tabris to know that Cyprus knew what he did. He felt his whole body burn hot, cheeks flushed even more so than they already were. Somehow that made him feel more embarrassed than anything else. The twitching cock in his mouth was how Tabris knew that he was going to blow soon.

What he didn't know was how much cum there would be. With a series of twitches and moans from Cy, the cum shot out. Tabris didn't have much of a choice, forced to swallow it all down. He gulped, unable to even moan as he was made to swallow and suckle on the cock in his mouth with such care.

"Oooh. That's more like it, isn't it?" Cy whimpered, his voice catching as he just sat there, his cock still twitching inside of the feline's head. For a moment, Tabris thought he was done. He pulled back, only to have his head shoved down.

"Mmm!" Tabris tried to fight, only to have his grunt die out. Drowned would be the more accurate way to describe it. As if the infidelity wasn't enough, the cheetah now swallowed the rat's piss.

Oh, how horrible it was. The musky, foul liquid flooded his mouth and though he tried to pull away, Cyprus only shoved him back down. He couldn't help but swallow. It shot with such ferocity and power that it was all Tabris could do to keep up--was to drink the ratcoon's piss.

A moment later, the stream dried out, and Cy pulled his cock out, shaking it a few times.

"W-what the fuck was that for?!" Tabris growled.

Cyprus didn't care for the growl. He licked his lips and smirked at him.

"I had to send a message--the way you'd understand."

The cheetah sputtered, still tasting that foul piss in his mouth. He bit his lip and spoke.

"What?" Tabris said, his tongue still burning with the taste of piss.

"You're mine. Every time you fuck your fiancé, my step-brother, you fuck me too," Cy grinned, licking his lips at the male buried inside of him.

"O-oh," that was the most that Tabris could manage.

"You're my bitch now, cheetah."

***

Ixion opened the door to his apartment. He smelled coffee with something cooking in the oven. The raccoon peaked into the kitchen and saw his step-brother in the buff.

"D-dude!" The raccoon growled. "You're not supposed to be strutting around her naked."

Cyprus turned around, grinning on his face. "Well... too late now," Cy said, his tail swaying behind him.

Ixion took his jacket off, hanging it on the hook and grumbling.

"Where's Tab, anyhow?" Ixion said. He kicked his shoes off, feeling that soft carpet on his toes.

"I think," said Cy, looking over his shoulder. "I think he's in the shower."

The raccoon nodded his head. He looked at the empty beer bottle on the table and frowned at his younger brother. "Took the last of my beer? Gonna pay me back for that, right?"

Cy shrugged, coming up behind his brother, an arm around his neck.

"Maybe I will. Maybe I won't. Maybe it's called good hospitality to your favorite brother."

Ixion smirked and lightly elbowed the ratcoon's stomach. "Stepbrother. Don't flatter yourself either."

Cy kissed his brother's cheek and chuckled. "Why flatter myself when I can have your fiancé do it for me?"

Ixion snickered and stepped away from Cy, leaning against the wall.

"Please, he wouldn't even look twice at you. He's got me, why would he want you?"

The ratcoon paused, looked at his paws for a moment then back up to Ixion.

"Maybe I'm the new and improved model from you."

Ix laughed, shaking his head at his stepbrother.

"As if. I'm all that Tab needs."

Not a moment later the bathroom door opened. Out walked Tabris, a towel around his waist held closed by the ring that Ixion gave him. Seeing his fiancé, he walked over to him, tail flicking behind him.

"Hey, babe." Ix said. "Good shower?"

"Hey, Coon," the cheetah said. He nodded his head. "The water was just what I needed."

"Well, good. You needed a break and we both get tomorrow off." Ixion said. He leaned in and kissed him. The raccoon's kiss was kind, built on years of trust and love and care. Ixion mumbled a bit in the brief kiss. Something about the taste of his fiancé was sweeter than normal. Maybe it was just the shower...

"Fuck yeah, I need a break." said Tabris.

"Both get tomorrow off," Ixion reminded his feline.

"Y-yeah," he mumbled. "Gonna be great."

Ixion had no idea of what transpired--nor of the agreement that the two had reached behind the raccoon's back.