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Trevor's Trials: Addendum

Quality Bro Time

Sunday, November 15th

6:58 AM

"YAAAAAWNN"

7 AM... I don't even have class today, yet I still got up this early, such a waste of a perfectly good day off.

My name is Antonian Barton, but I'm "Anton" to pretty much everyone. In-fact, I would wager that no one outside of my family even knows that "Anton" is short for something.

I'm an 18-year-old white furred rabbit, mostly white-furred at least, I do have a few patches of brown fur on my body, most noticeably around my right eye, and least noticeably around more private areas.

I'm home from college for the day. I got home at around 11 PM, and went straight to bed. Well... I was in bed, even if a particularly mature Skype conversation with my boyfriend kept me awake for a little longer.

My boyfriend's name is Trevor. He is the cutest wolf boy that the world has ever seen, but I'd better not start talking about him, or I'll get side-tracked.

I laid there for a few minutes, hoping that I would slip back to sleep for a little longer, but a moment later it became clear that it wasn't going to happen.

** KNOCK KNOCK **

"Anton? Honey, you awake? I heard you come in last night, so don't even try to pretend you're not here."

It's as if she's psychic sometimes...

"I'm asleep Mom, like any normal person is at 7 AM on a day off."

I heard my door creak open. "Good to see you home honey, mainly for the free labor."

I chuckled, "'free labor'? I've been home for 8 hours, and you're putting me to work?"

"It's the only reason we let you back in the house, dear." My mom spoke without missing a beat, always quick to offer a smart response. "It's not like you even have to do anything. I have some errands to run, so I just need you to stay with your brother for a few hours."

I sat up in bed, stretching out a bit, conceding that I was now awake for the day.

"I suppose I can take a break from my busy schedule of interior decorating and watching musicals."

"I'll try to make it back in time for you to catch the pride parade."

I face-palmed as she left on that note. I came out to her a few months back, both she and dad were both great about it, and she is absolutely not shy with the stereotype trolling. I can't complain though, her playfulness about the whole situation made it that much less awkward.

I pulled myself out of bed, got washed up in the bathroom. Clad in a t-shirt and a pair of loose sleep pants, I made my way towards the kitchen. Maybe some coffee will help me wake up a little.

Apparently, I'm too used to my daily school routine, my body is trained. It wasn't even 8 AM yet, and I'm sitting in the living room, on my laptop working on my Java project.

I'm a little disappointed that I'm sitting here doing school work on a vacation day, but I do enjoy programming, especially when I'm on a roll.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAWNN"

The peaceful sounds of my fingers tapping the keyboard was suddenly accompanied by soft footsteps descending the stairs. Rounding the corner into the room was my younger brother, Mykell.

The nine-year-old was wearing nothing but a rather tight pair of black boxer-briefs. I must admit, I was a little surprised that he would be so bold as to stroll around the house like that. Especially given his rather noticeable characteristics.

"Morning, Mykee... You usually walk around like that?"

He stretched as he continued walking towards the kitchen. "Well, I saw that mom and dad's cars are gone, and I was pretty sure I heard you come in last night. I thought I'd give you something to look at."

He shot me a cocky smirk as he turned into the kitchen.

Mykell is an impressive kid, very athletic, very fit, and good at a lot of stuff. His biggest issue is that he knows it, and he is very proud of it.

"Seems a little risky if you ask me, little brother."

Walking back out of the kitchen with a glass of orange juice, the grin hadn't left his face. "Hehe, don't act like you don't like what you see. And, I'm sure you remember that "little" is not the right word to describe me."

Using one hand, he lifted the glass to his mouth taking a sip of juice, while his other hand slipped down between his legs, grasping and lightly squeezing the growing bulge that was now prominent through his underwear.

It wasn't very long ago that I became aware of my brother's very impressive assets. Put quite frankly, he has an absolutely huge cock. I had always been proud of my own endowment. At nine inches long, I'm usually the biggest in the room, so being outdone my a nine-year-old was surprising, to say the least.

I chuckled as I turned back to my laptop, determined to not let the little brat get to me. "Yeah, yeah... Your birthday is coming up, maybe I'll get you some underwear that actually fits, little brother."

Mykell took another sip of juice, "Yeah... I might believe that if you weren't always so cheap. Last year you just wrote out some stupid coupon."

Mykell moved to take another sip of his juice, but stopped abruptly, the gears in his mind were clearly working on something. Almost dropping the glass, Mykell put down the juice, and took off running, out of the room and up the stairs.

Before I even had a chance to wonder what he was going to do, footsteps could be heard coming right back down the stairs. He strode back into the room clutching the aforementioned coupon.

"You actually kept that thing?"

"Yep! And I think I want to use it today!"

Mykell was beaming as he held the piece of paper in the air. He seemed way too happy, which piqued my curiosity. It was from nearly a year ago, and I didn't even really remember what I wrote.

He extended the coupon forward for me to examine.

This coupon entitles Mykee Barton to 6 hours of bro time with his brother Anton, doing whatever activity Mykee chooses.

"Yeah, that sounds about right. So, what activity did you want to-" I realized how stupid the question was as I glanced downward at Mykell's boxer-briefs. That overly thick tube shaped bulge was now stretching completely across his thigh, and looked to be visibly throbbing. "Oh..."

"I want to do what we did last Saturday!"

The look on Mykell's face was an amalgamation of triumph, excitement, and deviousness. He was absolutely ready to be inside me.

"Mykee... You know I think you're a stud... but I don't usually bottom. Think you'd be fine with your big bro inside you?" I thought for a bit about how creepy that should have sounded.

"No way! I don't bottom! Plus, I already fucked you once! And you LOVED IT!"

That last bit was spoken very proudly with a very apparent cocky inflection to it, though it's not like he was wrong. He took me pretty hard last Saturday, and I can't say that it was unpleasant. Outside of Mykell's surprise attack, I had never been penetrated, but I'd be lying if I said I'd never imagined it before, and visualizing how big and buff my brother was going to end up was definitely one of my favorite fantasies.

I grunted reluctantly as I responded.

"Hmm... I guess we can do it..."

"AWESOME!"

Mykell was radiating with pure joy. "Oh, and umm... Do you think you could be like... really enthusiastic? Like you really love my dick?"

I have to admit, I wasn't prepared for that. "You... want me to worship your cock? You are one very weird cub, Mykee."

"Oh, and you can't call me that!" As usual, he insists that he hates the nickname, but I know he loves it.

"Alright, but you've gotta play the part too, little bro. If you want me to be submissive, then you've gotta be commanding."

With an excited nod, he grabbed my hand, tugging a bit as he tried to move us towards the stairs.

We made our way back upstairs and into his room, and he immediately plopped onto his bed, legs spread wide. He flashed his standard mischievous grin as he fondled his increasingly imposing bulge.

"You might want to take off your clothes, unless you don't care that they're gonna get really messy."

I eyed that bulge, and began to put myself into character. Cock worship is not something that I'm generally familiar with performing, but I think I did a fairly good job.

"Whatever you want, bro. Just please let me at that monster cock."

He liked that. I swear I even saw his erection twitch a little bit.

I slid down my sleep pants and underwear down past my hips, letting them fall to the ground, stepping out of them as I also popped my T-shirt off, dropping it off to the side.

Mykell eyed my own developing erection, though he was already grinning wide, a noticeable feeling of superiority washed over him.

"Looks like you don't quite measure up Anton! Why don't you take a look at what a real dick looks like!"

I wasn't fully hard yet, but I wasn't about to mention anything. I knew that even at full mast he had nearly two inches on me, not to mention the fact that he wasn't even ten years old yet. I dropped to my knees in front of Mykell, less than a foot away from that intimidating mound, I gripped the hem of his boxer-briefs, and gave a tug, sliding them down his thighs.

**BAP**

I felt the tap on my cheek as the shaft sprang forward colliding with my face. Smearing a drop of pre-cum that had formed on the tip right under my eye.

"Hehehe"

The brat bunny couldn't help giggling a bit at the light cock slap, I must admit that I wasn't quite expecting it though. I backed up a few inches, the drip of pre-cum stretching out into a thin strand linked to that massive tip that was now hovering directly in front of my face.

"Mmm, I can't wait for this to be inside me again."

Still playing the role to the best of my ability, I then extended my tongue, running it over the flesh spire, catching the continuously leaking pre as it dripped as if it were a leaky faucet.

I brought my hand up to the shaft to lightly stroke his rabbithood, helping to spread the pre and saliva. It wasn't long before the entire 10+ inches was glistening.

"I can't believe how big you are bro, I want you soooooo badly!"

He was very much enjoying my performance, he was visibly twitching and that monster dick was throbbing against my tongue. The grin on his face faded a little into panic, as he clearly was struggling to hold himself back.

"Mmff... Anton... I-I need to f-fuck you..."

This was starting to get fun, he was visibly squirming. He was absolutely intoxicated with the idea of me desiring his dick. I feel like my words were doing almost as much to bring him to climax as my tongue was.

I brought my tongue back to my mouth, running it seductively over my lips right before I spoke.

"That didn't sound very dominating, Mykee."

I knew that him hearing the nickname would spark a little bit of something. He clenched his fists, and spoke with an authoritative tone.

"O-On your back, on the bed, now!"

Obeying the command, I crawled on to the bed. Using Mykell's pre that still coated my hand, I reached down to prep myself, smearing the slick fluid and stretching myself as best I could.

Mykell moved into position lightning quick, he was clearly nearing the edge, and he needed to get into me fast.

"You better b-be ready, Anton!"

It was beyond cute watching his attempts at being dominant, but the shaft that was currently threatening my entrance was definitely the real deal.

"Ooh, you're sooooo big, and sooooo hard! You're gonna rip me in half, Mykell!"

"Ah!"

With that quick moan, he pressed in, and pressed in hard.

I had felt this before, but it's not something that I'm used to. Additionally, Mykell's size is not something that you get accustomed to. Even with his first thrust only sinking half of the spire into me, the sheer girth stretching me wide made me feel incredibly full.

"Mmmph... Mmm... Ngh..."

He wasted no time driving into me as fast as he could, trying to get his whole length into me, grunting with each push. I have to say I was fairly impressed that he was strong enough to get something that big so deep as fast as he did. I suppose he was pretty motivated.

His tennis ball sized testicles slapped heavily against my behind, and his grip on my sides tightened. It only took a few minutes, but he was completely sheathed inside me, slamming into me as hard as he could. My brother had a gift when it came to sex.

As much as I was enjoying him reacting to my overly-submissive facade. Pretty much all of my comments had truth behind them. He was nailing me directly in my pleasure center with each thrust, I was probably just as close to orgasm as he was.

"B-Beg for me! Tell me how much you w-want my cum!"

The sudden declaration surprised me, I was a little amazed that he had enough self-control to keep talking when so close to climax.

"Please, fill me! I need your cum! Make me your property, BIG brother!"

Maybe that was a bit much, but I was too lost in the pleasure to worry about it. It did the job though, as I began to feel heavy blasts pumping into me.

The sudden sensation of pressure from Mykell's ridiculous volume sent me over the edge as well. Without even motioning to touch myself, I shot several strings of sperm onto my chest.

I obviously couldn't see the deluge that Mykell was firing into me, but each individual burst felt like a shot from a hose. One, two, three, four consecutive blasts painting my insides, and it continued on.

I felt small hand move as Mykell motioned to reposition himself. As he pulled himself out of me, I prematurely assumed his orgasm had finally come to an end. It was only seconds later that I realized that he had climbed up over my chest, aimed his cannon towards my face, and resumed his climax, discharging heavy ropes of seed just as powerfully as he had moments ago.

"Hehe, you look much better wearing my cum."

The evil smirk curled onto his face again as he spoke. I remembered Trevor mentioning something about this habit of his. The boy apparently has a thing for people wearing his sperm.

It was about 30 more seconds before his shots finally tapered, of course, that was more than long enough for him to completely coat my face in a thick layer of white.

Finally spent, Mykell flopped off to the side. I brought my hand up, feeling the unbelievable amount of cum that my brother had filled me with, with enough remaining to cover my face with what seemed like an equal amount. I couldn't help but lie there in amazement. The biggest load I've ever shot wouldn't even amount to a fraction of what Mykell just deposited in or onto me.

Still breathing heavily, we both laid there for another minute or so before Mykell broke the silence.

"And, you're wearing my cum for the rest of the day too!"

With the moment passed, I felt it was the time to re-assume my regular personality. At least, as much as I could with Mykell's cum literally dripping out of me.

"Sorry, not happening Mykee. Mom and Dad will be back soon, so we both need to get cleaned up."

With a slightly discouraged tone, he sat up.

"Aw, we're done already? C'mon, I know you want to keep going! I can tell!

He motioned up to his knees, giving me a better view of his softening, but still massive member. Reaching down, he slightly caressed the heavy organ, gently rubbing the tip with his thumb.

"And I can tell that you reallllllllly loved this too!"

I took a deep breath, and looked towards him.

"Sorry Mykell, like I said, I'm not big on bottoming. You didn't change my mind on that."

Mykell's head drooped, clearly a bit disappointed.

"Lucky for you, this coupon entitles you to at least five-and-a-half more hours to try and convince me."

Mykell's face immediately lit back up.

"You'll see! Next time I'm gonna make you love my dick so much that you'll be begging for it even after the coupon runs out!"

My brother is one weird kid.