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But We're Brothers! Pt 2

"Aww crap, what do we do?! We can't let him see us like this!" Marcus whispered in a panicked tone, eyes swiftly scanning the room for his discarded clothes. He had no idea that their father would return home so soon at the worst timing possible; not that it was his fault, but sometimes the hyena did wonder.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa...calm down little bro," Michael tried to ease his brother's mind, -although he was more scared than him- but to no avail, and he knew why; it's because their father, John, is a very strict man when it comes to sex. He didn't care, as long as they didn't do it in his house, and that's exactly what they did. If he were to see them now, they'd be grounded for sure with four years hanging around their belt.

The little hyena gave a menacing glare, "calm down?!" he hissed. "How can I when our dad could come running up here at any moment? I don't want me or you on house arrest! Now help me look, please!" With that, he got up from off the bed to continue looking for their fabrics.

"Heloooo?" The booming voice of their father echoed throughout the house and continued, "anybody there to answer me?" Silence met the older hyena for two whole minutes, leaving him to believe that they were up to something, so with a huff of annoyance he made his way up the stairs. Halfway up however, Michael's voice could be heard.

"H-hey, dad! Can you give me a sec to get dressed, and wake Marcus up from his nap?" He looked towards his brother, who gave a puzzled expression, but what else could he do? The little fib seemed to work though, for the footsteps ceased.

"Sure, but hurry up. I have groceries waiting in the car." John responded, then turned around and went back down the stairs.

Collective sighs came from the two brothers's; their incoming crisis successfully averted. "That was cutting it close..." Marcus said as he finally found his clothes lying on the floor. Bending over, he picked them up before slipping them on. "Nice save there though, Mike."

Michael chuckled as he slid himself over to the edge and ruffled his brother's headfur. " Heh, no problem, now act like you're half awake." He prompted before grabbing his boxers, then headed into his own room to get dressed. It didn't take long, for all he had to do was find a white tank top and comfortable pajama pants to match.

After stepping out, he gazed at Marcus who was in the hallway, noticing the tired eyes look, and gave a thumbs up before heading down the stairs with him following behind. With the groceries quickly taken care of, -due to them grabbing bags one after another in their hands- both teens sat down in the living room to take a quick breather.

"Whew, thanks for the help boys. Couldn't have done it myself in this heat," John said as he came in and flipped on the television, the wide flat screen showing up football. With his favorite past time on, the old man began to relax himself, stripping himself out of a red plaid shirt and shorts, leaving him in only a white tank top with boxers.

As he sat down on the recliner, Michael couldn't help but oggle his father's body. Despite him being thirty three, he had a real 'dad bod' going for him, no mistake about it; large stature, nicely trimmed beard, perfect musclegut and pubic fur running all over the arms and body. And to make it even better was his voice, a deep baritone so smooth that could make any man or woman fall head over heels. Who wouldn't want this piece of action?

And judging from the bulge packed in the loose fabric John wore, there was no doubt a big piece of hyena meat laid in there, waiting to burst free.

It seemed Marcus caught on to how attractive their father was too, cause his tail wagged with gusto, and a little bit of drool crept out of his mouth. He was definitely caught in a trance, and the older brother couldn't blame him.

Just when Michael was about to focus back on football, (after shutting his brother's mouth) he saw out the corner of his eye, their dad eyeing them both in the most subtle of ways before adjusting himself. In that instant, an idea came, and a mischievous smile split his lips. "Hey," he whispered low enough so only Marcus could hear, successfully grabbing his attention, "follow my lead alright?"

With a confirmed nod, he stood up and went over to his father, then slowly knelt down in front of him and began to massage his feet. A confused look crossed John's features, but soon a gasp and a pleasant growl escaped him, for he was hitting the right spots. "There we go. Just relax dad, we got this."

Marcus watched on with piqued curiosity, wondering just where the teen was taking this. Whatever it was though, he wanted to be a part of it. His wish didn't go unnoticed however, as Michael looked over his shoulder and jerked his head, indicating for him to tag along before turning back to focus on the pink pads. The young hyena didn't waste any time coming over to take control of the other foot, paws gently working the soft, leathery sole. "Looks like you've been working hard, too."

John just sat there, enjoying the nice treatment from his boys. "I don't know what you two are up to, but keep going," he groaned out as he flexed both feet, bones and ligaments cracking on command. Satisfied, he placed both paws behind his head and closed his eyes, humming a little tune.

Taking this as cue, both brothers steadily ceased massaging, and slowly crept up his powerful legs towards his inner thighs, eliciting a shudder in the process. After reaching that spot, their paws went to work once more, kneading and pressing on the working muscles, and feeling up his soft fur.

John's eyes snapped open as another visible shudder came, hot breath beginning to flow out of him now as he felt his body being teased. "B-boys...rrrr...what are ya doin'?" He huffed out, a deep blush appearing on his brown, spotted cheeks.

"Nothing, just helping you relax is all," Marcus answered with a playful glint in his eyes, tail wagging non-stop now that the real fun was beginning.

"Yeah, dad," Michael leaned down and gave that thick thigh a long lick, causing a moan to come out, then looked back up with a smile, "we love you and wanna help out." As he said this, their paws slid further up, reaching the boxers and noticing an obvious tent forming "and it looks like you're liking this too."

John squirmed in his seat as his legs spread instinctively apart, and arms coming down on the armrest, clenching down hard. He watched as they hooked the waistband of his boxers and pulled, (with some help from him lifting up) revealing the hot, throbbing member out into the air.

"Whoa..." both teens gazed at their dad's pride in awe and lust, wondering just what to do with it. They looked at each other, curiosity and wonder shown on their faces before grinning in delight.

Michael started off by pushing his face against his balls, and took a good sniff, drinking in the intoxicating musk that built up from being outside in the heat. And just that one inhale gave him another hard on.

Marcus followed suit as he came up to his brother, both sniffing their father's natural manly scent, driving them both wild and horny. The young wolf couldn't hold it back and started licking the left orb with fervor.

"Ohhh yeahh...that's it, boys. Lick them clean." John growled out, letting his dominate side take over now that he had been teased enough. As he unclenched his paws from the armrest, they moved over to the teens heads, gently petting them.

The older hyena kept going, now that he was encouraged for his bold action and lapped up the right orb like his life depended on it, coating it with saliva while the other did the same, both boys blushing madly.

Marcus licked and sniffed one more time before moving on to his next target, so with hungry eyes he leaned over to the doggy cock, mouth wide and ready to take it until a firm paw was placed on his shoulder. Looking up, he saw John motioning with a finger to 'come here', so he stood up and moved closer to him.

"Take off my shirt." He demanded in a low, sexy growl. Without missing a beat, the young hyena tugged off the fabric, revealing a hairy chest, muscled stomach and a delightful happy trail. "Good, now strip! The both of you."

Heeding their dad's command, Michael stopped what he was doing and stood beside his brother, stripping down until they were both naked. He was surprised to see his dad get like this, but it was so hot, he loved it. Now that he saw him in the buff, he was envious but that died down quick, for he knew he'd be like that one day.

Stroking his beard and nodding in approval, John stood up and padded over to the two, effectively towering over his sons. With a smile, he gazed at Michael, the buff teen averting his gaze with the blush never disappearing, "lick my ass Mike."

Again, without hesitation, he did what he was told and went behind his father, got down on his knees and pried his hairy cheeks apart. For a good moment, he admired the winking pink pucker before sticking out his wet tongue, then dove straight in.

A grunt and moan escaped John's maw, pre dribbling out of him like a faucet onto the carpet below. He could feel the slick appendage sliding all around, deep in his tailhole, and acting on instinct he pressed his muscular bubble butt back against him. "Yeah, get in there boy! Rim your daddy!" He growled out, then looked at Marcus who was waiting patiently, "come here and suck on it."

"Y-yes, sir!" Marcus squeaked out, tail wagging furiously behind him as he quickly closed the distance and knelt down in front of John. The doggy dick in front of him pulsed, heat radiating off of it in waves, making his musk come back with a vengeance. A small whine escaped him then as another bead of pre appeared, and that was all it took for him to open his mouth and engulf the whole thing.

A pleased growl escaped the big male then, both paws resting on top of the young hyena's head, rubbing between the ears gently. "There we go," he breathed out, gently beginning to hump into the warm, wet tunnel that was around his dick.

Michael had no idea that hearing his dad be like this was such a turn on, and with that it made him spur his efforts full time. He let his tongue slide in deeper, licking all around enough to where wet, sloppy slurping could be heard. He didn't care though, this ass was too good.

Marcus's dick throbbed as John picked up speed, with his balls slapping his chin in the process. He was going deep down his throat this time, and with each thrust he gagged. A muffled moan came from him then, his paws grabbing onto his dad's hips, urging him to go faster and deeper.

John noticed this and growled in approval, "Yeah, you want more don't ya?" His hips drove into overdrive now, cock burying deep into Marcus's throat, facefucking him brutally. He panted heavily with each thrust, getting lost in the sexual bliss and excitement, and it helped him further with Michael steadily going at his hole.

However, the older hyena's jaw was beginning to be sore, but he wouldn't dare stop. And while this went on, his own prick leaked pre profusely enough to make a tiny puddle.

Marcus kept moaning through it all, still holding onto those muscled ass cheeks. He could tell his father was getting close, for his breathing became ragged, and his thrusts came faster and faster. The flood gates were about to open, but just when that pent up load was about to flood his mouth, he quickly pulled out, a pitiful whine escaping him.

John just smiled, then made a circling motion with a finger, "you know what to do, son. Daddy wants to cum in that hole of yours." His order did not go unheeded, for the young hyena turned himself around, presenting his upturned tailhole in the air. Chuckling, he looked over his shoulder to Michael who was staring up at him, waiting. "And you, fuck my ass."

Michael's ears and cock perked up at that. The very idea was always a turn on for him, so there was no way he'd miss this opportunity. With tail wagging and free paw jerking his cock, he watched John spit on two fingers and jammed them up his brother's hole.

The young hyena gasped and clenched at the sudden intrusion, but relaxed into it soon enough, allowing John to rim and prep him for what was to come. He whined in need once another thick digit entered his hole, spreading his insides enough to where the sensations were comfortable.

Feeling that his son was ready, he slipped his fingers out then brought himself closer, looming over him with his dick aimed at the pink pucker. In one thrust, he was welcomed into a warm, wet constricting tunnel, eliciting a deep growl. "Fuck yeah...now come here Michael, and give it to your old man!"

Michael blushed at the scene; this hot, muscular hyena dad on top of his own son. It was enough to almost make him cream right then and there. With a shake of the head, he made his way over behind him, cock bouncing along the way before getting down on his knees. He admired his dad's backside for a moment, savoring the rippling muscles and bubbled ass to memory, then made his move.

John grunted as he felt his son penetrate him, then slowly let his anal muscles relax as inch after inch sank deep into him until he bottomed out. "There we go...now the fun's startin'!" He said with a smile, hips beginning to move.

Marcus gasped then moaned once he felt that thick dick sliding in and out of him, the sensations making his own member lurch and spurt more pre. He had a feeling his dad was big, but being this good too? There definitely needed to be more bonding times like this one.

Michael visibly shuddered at the feeling of his dad's tight ass, clenching him when he moved back, then ease up after coming in. It was wonderful, and he didn't know if he would ever get enough of it. He held onto those glorious spotted hips, staying at a steady pace.

The rhythm was smooth going for awhile, with sounds of pleasure filling the living room space and throughout.

John was enjoying himself, having the younger hyena under him, with the older one on top. Each thrust was met with a warm hole and a warm cock in his ass. A growl rumbled out of him as his nipples were now being tweaked, fueling him to go faster.

As Marcus's ass was being beat up faster and harder, he clenched down hard on the lush carpet, bracing himself for a rough ride. "Oh, daddy...." he moaned out in bliss, sweat beginning to pour down his fur.

Michael started hammering his dad harder now, paws grabbing and groping those powerful pecs of his, giving the nipples a good tweak every now and then. It was a sight to behold as he jackhammered his little brother to oblivion, watching his dick go in a blur. "Fuck, you're so hot dad!" He panted out, feeling his knot coming out and swelling, an indication that his orgasm was coming soon.

The words were lost to John right now as his own knot swelled into full, and with the sweat pouring down on everyone, the sounds of sex were louder. Sweaty flesh slapping against flesh with audible moans and whines could be heard. It urged him on to pound harder and get it in, causing him to growl louder than ever before. "Who's your daddy?"

"You are!" Both teens said in unison.

"Say it again!"

"You're our daddy!"

That was all John needed to hear, and with one final thrust the bulbous appendage popped in, balls drawing up to release a flood of cum into Marcus. Pump after pump, he shot potent loads enough to have him full of seed. His hips kept moving however, wanting to milk out everything. "Take it all boy."

Both brothers couldn't hold it in any longer. Michael filled his dad after knotting him and Marcus hands free released on the floor beneath him, the two shuddering with pleasure.

"Whew," John panted out, wiping sweat from his forehead, "haven't had that much fun in a long time!" He laughed a jovial laugh until it died down when he noticed what transpired. "Oh...whoops."

Michael chuckled and leaned in to lick his dad on the cheek. "Don't worry, I did it to you too. Got a little excited." An embarrassed blush crept up on the hyena's cheeks.

"That was fun..." Marcus giggled, looking over his shoulder up at John, who had a sheepish grin plastered on his muzzle. "Can we do it again?"

John felt two sets of eyes upon him then, patiently waiting for an answer, and with a heavy sigh he opened his muzzle, "sure, anytime. But right now, let's just wait for our little 'problem' to die down."

"Okay!" The two hyenas said in sync once more, with the three of them gently settling down on the floor cuddling together.