Trevor's Trials: Addendum - Twin Motivation

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#4 of Trevor's Trials

"Team Basil" or "Team Mighty Mouse", which will you choose?

This is a short, largely PWP side-story to the ongoing "Trevor's Trials" series featuring the supporting cast. Just something quick to stay up-to-date on what the characters do when Trevor's not around.


Disclaimer: This story contains themes of hyper-endowed cubs and incest as well as explicit descriptions of sexual acts between underage males, If any of that offends you, I suggest you not read any further.


Trevor's Trials: Addendum Twin Motivation

Thursday, October 29th 5:50 PM

"It just looks like regular clothes!"

"They do not! When have you even seen someone walking around dressed like this?"

Barry and Terry Winsmith argued in their room, just having returned from the department store. Halloween was in two days, and their mother had just taken them to pick out costumes.

"It just looks like a regular coat!" Terry exclaimed, "The Great Mouse Detective doesn't even wear a uniform or costume or anything! Without that magnifying glass, you just look like some British guy!"

Barry had chosen a "Basil of Baker Street" costume based on the famous detective character, and was in the process of trying it on to make sure it fit well.

"Whatever..." Barry responded to his twin, "At least my costume actually looks like something, not just some yellow and red pajamas!" the boy countered with his own criticism.

Quite in contrast to his brother's choice, Terry had gone with a costume simulating that of the popular superhero "Mighty Mouse", complete with foam muscles on the chest and arms.

"My costume is a million times cooler than yours!" Terry retorted, quickly opposed by his brother, "Is not!"

Deciding that both costumes fit well, the two boys began to change back into their regular attire.

"Besides, Mighty Mouse would totally beat the crap out of Basil..." Terry continued on while putting his costume away. "Basil's not even super strong."

"That's not how it works!" Barry turned to his brother to see his twin bent over, clad in nothing but a tight pair of blue briefs, butt and tail high in the air, as he apparently tried to fish something from the depths of his closet. A devious plan formed in Barry's mind, as he crept toward his brother "Basil doesn't win with muscles, he'd be all sneaky about it."

Terry continued searching through his belongings, unaware of the other mouse lurking behind him. "Uh-huh... right..." derisively dismissing any claim his brother was making.

Barry continued inching toward his destination, as he reached into his own red briefs, fondling himself, stimulating his already emerging tip.

"He'd find a weakness..." Barry continued on, Terry still not paying any attention at all.

"Then all it would take would be one quick... STRIKE!" With that, Barry swiped down the blue undies, and quickly lashed his tongue into the crevice below his brother's tail.

"Barry! Wha-- ahhh... ahhhhh..." Terry grabbed the edges of the closet to balance himself, basking in the pleasure he was so suddenly receiving.

Barry spread the boy wide, using his tongue to liberally glaze his brother's anus, preparing it as best he could for his intentions. All the while, he continued nurturing his quickly extending mousehood, which was already 8 inches exposed, rock solid, and glistening with a layer of pre.

Following a particularly deep tongue strike into his brother, Barry reached up to caress his brother's sizeable sheath, finding him beginning to emerge as well.

Barry removed his mouth from his brother's behind, and stood up. He leaned forward against his back, his still extending staff rubbing against the entrance to his twin's passage. "See, Mighty Mouse would be completely..." Barry grabbed his imposing shaft, and positioned it. "Helpless!" With a light push, his tip speared into his brother.

"Uhhnngh..." Terry moaned at the sudden intrusion, his bowels rapidly filling as his brother pressed in deeper and deeper. Barry smiled inwardly as he was able to incite the erotic noise from his brother. He continued caressing his brother's identical erection, which was getting agonizingly hard from the waves of pleasure he was receiving from both sides.

Inch-by-inch, Barry inserted himself into the familiar opening. Upon fully sheathing himself in the incredible tightness, his absurd size caused a visible bulge to appear in Terry's gut as he thrusted. Making sure his brother felt the entirety of his 11-inch weapon.

*SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP*

Loud slapping sounds started becoming audible as Barry's thighs continuously smacked against his twin's ass, each collision leaving behind thin strands of precum betweenthe two. "Mighty Mouse would... ahh... be... f-forced to submit!" The thrill was starting to get to the dominating mouse boy as he felt himself getting close to release, desperately trying to bring his brother to submission first.

Terry noticed his brothers movements starting to get erratic, realizing his chance at retribution, he tried his best to regain some composure. "B-but... ooh... Basil wouldn't be ah-- a-able to... finish him!" Terry straightened himself a bit, and pressed himself back into his brother's tool, squeezing himself as best he could.

"Oh! Terry! Ahh!" The additional tightness applied to his was more than Barry was prepared for, as he felt himself starting to climax. In a last-ditch effort Barry doubled-down on stroking his brother's shaft, feeling him starting to twitch as well.

Overwhelmed by the tremendous amount of satisfaction, both boys reached their peak. Terry, still facing the closet he was searching through, pumping thick ropes of his seed over all the assorted items that he was digging through. Barry, on the other hand, was still fully inserted in his twin, painting the boy's insides.

"Haaaaah..." Barry let out a deep breath. Still riding his orgasm-induced daze he stepped back losing his balance. His still erupting dick slipped free of Terry's entrance, blasting a torrent of his young sperm into the open air, splashing all over his torso, soaking his entire front.

No longer impaled on the giant rod, Terry also had trouble keeping his poise. The boy lurched forward landing on his hands and knees. A stream of Barry's seed poured from his now unoccupied hole, as he himself continued coating the contents of the closet.

Both mouse boys settled as their climaxes tapered. Barry managed to lean upward on his elbows and get out a few choice words among the heavy breathing. "See... I told you... Basil would win..." Terry's ears perked up at that comment. "Wait, what?!"

"I finished inside you, so I win!" Barry smiled triumphantly.

"That's not how it works!" Terry turned around to further contend the point. "And you're cleaning this up, Barry!" Terry grabbed his blue briefs off of the floor and used them to wipe some excess cum off of his fur.

"Though, Basil's not as lame as I thought..." Terry said as he walked towards the bathroom. "Maybe it would be cool if they teamed up..."