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"Come oooooon big bro! It's my birthday, you haaaave too!"

"Conner... You know I hate that though!"

"Pleaaaase? You know it's my favorite! Besides... You don't have other plans, right?"

"...N-No, you know I don't...!"

"So you'll do it then?"

"...Fine, fine, if that's what you want... I'll do it."

The excited young roo nearly squealed loud enough to make the entire house vibrate with his own obvious enthusiasm, causing his older brother to sigh and try to hush him while the bigger roo folded his ears back... It was nearly midnight and the thirteen-year-old was supposed to be asleep by now. Unfortunately, he wasn't, and the worst part of sharing a room with your younger brother was having to deal with his boundless amounts of energy.

Of course the younger roo couldn't sleep the night before his birthday, and Davis' parents would expect him to be a "good" big brother... Just like he was every year. Sighing, the boy sat up and started to lift his necklace away, Conner's eyes were plastered to him and a grin spread wide as Davis set the accessory aside, and sat next to his brother, starting to shrink before his eyes.

He sighed a bit while his brother watched him dwindle down in size. Both the roo boys had been born... special. His little brother was definitely the lucky one, even if he endured his own share of teasing; he'd just been born with a pouch. The kids at school called him a girl, but he'd quickly grown to love his special pocket, even if it seemed to collect sweat and musk very easily. But Davis? Davis had been born a micro, the doctors had wondered if it'd make it out of his mother at all, but he had. He was a fighter, they said. It'd taken his parents a few years to buy a cloaker necklace that would fit him, a device to help him appear at a normal height, so he'd spent a lot of his early life at a small size.

It was also how Conner had originally seen him. There'd been some mishaps after he'd been born, the newborn roo had a hard time telling "brubber" from "baba" or "binky" and he'd wound up shoved into his mouth more often than he'd liked, and it still amazed Davis that he'd never smothered the number of times he'd been tucked into his brother's arms like a plushy and rolled over on while he slept. But as he grew older, Conner grew to love his "toy" big brother, and had a mischievous streak that was growing as large as he was!

So while Davis grew by half-inches, eventually settling at about 4 inches tall, his brother grew enormous to him... Big enough that his foot alone could eclipse his body, something that he grew _quite_familiar with as Conner loved to squeeze him between his enormous roo feet, the fleshy pads smothering him in his "stink of the day" as he put it and smearing him with sweat. By the time the boy was 12 and finally got his first cloaker, his brother was upset because his toy was suddenly bigger than him and could get away, not wanting to play with him anymore!

So, in an effort to appease his upset sibling, he'd made him a promise. On his birthday every year, for 24 hours, he'd take his necklace off and shrink down to be his "toy" again. And if he was good, he'd do it after school sometimes too. Conner loved this and accepted of course, and Davis couldn't deny his face the first time his birthday came up... Despite all the rough treatment and close accidents growing up, he loved his sibling very much, and so the tradition had continued, and he'd steadily grown to miss to his little brother's warmth around him as he slept, taking the necklace off more and more frequently to the small roo's delight.

Still... He worried every time he pulled the piece of jewelry off for his safety. His brother was getting almost too old for this and it was starting to hit his social life hard the number of weekends he couldn't hang out with friends because he'd promised his brother. So, Davis resolved, he'd talk to Conner after this birthday about him not being small at home anymore. After all, he wasn't a boy anymore, and he was getting too big, heavy, and sadly, smelly to keep shoving his brother into his feet for a "paw-wich" or any other of his silly games.

All this was running through his head still, distracting Davis so much he didn't notice at all when the white roo paw closed around his black furred body, making him squeak in surprise and squirm before he realized what had him and he started to settle. "M-Mkay, Conner, c-careful! It's only for a day, don't forget, okay?"

"Oh I know, 'little' bro!" Conner teased, loving to reverse the titles of which sibling was the 'big' one when he could fit his entire night-colored sibling in his paw. But his eyes had a spark to them now, and the roo boy was licking his lips as he slowly lowered his sibling down... and dropped him to the bed suddenly, making the older roo yelp in surprise and scream out before he bounced into the soft surface, still grunting and groaning at the impact from the height.

"C-Conner..." He tried to groan out, but that was all the older roo could get out before he gasped as two large, sweaty roo paws hover over his body, the black padded soles rushing towards him and squashing him hard into the mattress below, smothering him into the covers and challenging the integrity of his body. His over-eager little bro had once again forgotten himself in his efforts to want to play with his older brother. He was pressing down too hard as usual, forcing Davis' head between a pair of toes and right into a sweaty patch of sock fuzz toe jam.

Davis was gasping and wheezing out from all the pressure, feeling flattened under a pancake of stinking roo feet. "D-... Dangit, C-Conner..." He tried to call out to his brother, but the words are lost as the main, left foot holding him down shifts, toes clenching together and adding even more pressure to his already rather worryingly creaking skull! His lungs felt steamrolled, the air forced out of him as easily as a bellow from the crushing weight that had blood rushing to his extremities... which unfortunately wasn't helping his light-headed status as the stink of roo feet was not _quite_an acceptable substitute for fresh air.

Conner was already having a blast though, smiling and licking his lips in pleasure... he didn't know what it was, but the power he felt when he had his brother locked down under him, barely twitching like a bug, the way he'd make strangled gasps to try and cry to his younger brother for mercy... it was addictive to him, and it just made him want to hear his brother wheeze all the more, a feat easily accomplished by the boy simply shifting his free foot over and planting the ball of that foot over his toes and letting its weight press down and add to his brother's misery. Conner was practically whimpering in pleasure now - He could feel everything! He felt his brother's quick, panicked pulse and breaths, the way his chest fought to expand and fill with air, the wrinkling of his nose as his second foot brought with it a new wave of paw stink he had yet to deal with, the creaking of his sibling's joints and bones as they were tested to the limit from the weight of his feet alone... And suddenly the newly turned teen began to feel something... new... stirring in his groin.

Davis however had no knowledge whatsoever of his brother's growing curiosity and pleasures. He was fighting for his life, baking as he was under Conner's feet. The black roo boy's blue nose was running as he fought to sip any air through it, his entire body aching horribly as it was kept pancaked and flattened so long. He felt every single one of his little bro's unintentional shifts of his feet, the steamrolling pressure sending new surges of agony throughout his form that had him clenching his eyes shut tight. While he'd grown an... appreciation... for his brother's foot funk over the years, it was his over-eager, seemingly unintentional abuse that kept him from fully enjoying this sort of play, despite his foot fetish. He'd only learned the term itself about a year ago, finding himself randomly googling for pictures of big feet and coming across a lot of more, well, 'questionable' sites where his interests were explained a bit. He found his eyes were generally drawn to the male feet too, they just looked so much bigger, meatier, larger... he couldn't help but compare the biggest ones to his natural height, wondering how much pressure he'd endure spending a day under soles other than his younger sibling's.

Davis' musings were cut off though when suddenly his brother leant forward, and the extra pressure from his paws _completely_cut him off from air. Now his struggles truly began, nostrils pinched shut and screams of terror muffled into a pleasant vibration to Conner's toes that made him moan and squeeze all the tighter, Davis' sight going from black to red as blood rushed behind his eyelids moments before that heavy planet of feet would lift itself back into the cosmos... though they took their first astronaut with them. Davis' body had, through a combination of sweat and the pressure, plastered itself all over the black ball pad of the roo boy's foot like a tattoo. If one didn't notice the tiny roo's own white paw pads or the fur of his body, they might not even have been able to make him out along the bottom of Conner's foot.

Of course the younger roo was confused at first when lifting his feet didn't reveal his sibling, but when he felt the weak struggles and his ears perked at the sound of a muffled cry, he couldn't help but grin as he twists his foot and finds Davis glued to him so effectively. His innocent guffaws did nothing to alleviate his brother's distress, the older roo whimpering as his brother curled and flexed his toes, making his head twist this way and that, grinding it into the sweaty toe crotch. His fur was soaked through completely in foot sweat, the furnace of a foot only emphasized this as the bitingly cold air, in comparison, had him shivering and almost wishing the foot would plant itself back onto the bed below. Instead he was like his brother's puppet, each flex of his toes or foot creating a wrinkle along his admittedly gorgeous young soles and moving a different part of Davis each time he did, amusing the boy to no end until he realized that the tingling in his crotch had grown stronger and looked down at his sheath, noticing the white fur of it was growing taut around his suddenly firming shaft which confused the boy greatly.

Confused, Conner swiftly forgot about his sibling glued to his foot and stomped him nearly flat into the soft bedding. Davis went from panting for air to squeaking muffledly as his world is once again a hot, sweaty haven of pad-flesh. Conner felt a shiver run through his body as he heard some cracks and pops under his sole, his brother's joints snapping under his weight, while at the same time making that tingling in his crotch much more pronounced! It was... really nice actually, the sensations spreading from his groin making his tongue poke free in a pant as he purposely starts to grind his foot down harder than he normally would, just to experience more of that amazing feeling.

Davis thought his brother had gone crazy, his body was being squashed so heavily now, the grinding flattening his lungs and other organs powerfully and making him wheeze out between his sibling's toes, the sound of which reminded the younger teen of a squeaky toy. Each twist of that sole, every turn, and his fur was just collecting more grime. Sweat soaked him through, dirtying the older sibling's fur. Thankfully the black fluff didn't so much, but the constant pressure building up and flattening him made Davis nearly indistinguishable from Conner's pad itself, the roo's white soles and toes the only specks of color on the padded sole!

Conner was growing less and less worried about his sibling the more his black shaft started to... was it getting bigger? He tilted his head while he poked at the emerging length, eliciting a massive gasp at the electric sensation it caused in his body. "A-Ahhh! D-Davis..." He mumbled out, the over excited teen eager to see his length around his rather pudgy middle a bit better, so, without even checking on his brother plastered to his sole, he turned off the bed and slowly stomps onto the ground, his full weight standing up... and a large series of crackles nearly making the young roo buckle to his knees in rampant pleasure! The sound and feel of his big brother flattening under his smelly sole had sent an electrifying surge of euphoria into his dick, making it throb and swell larger and... the tip was even starting to get wet now!

Davis was in near agony. Miraculously, he hadn't broken anything thanks to a micro's natural resilience, something he'd had tested before a few times... partly by his brother, and a few times from the family doctor for school purposes to see if going to normal sized schools would be possible without him sustaining injury. What they'd found was not only could he attend, he'd likely be able to go to a normal sized university with the heaviest of adults and college athletes in attendance thanks to his body's ability to handle pressure. The caveat was though that he still felt that pressure, he still felt like he was being squeezed to paper thinness under his brother's body as his joints popped to relieve some strain, the agony of the normally soft sole turning hard and unyielding, crushing his air out... but he was powerless to stop it or do more than simply sustain himself on what sips of 'air' he could sneak into his flattened lungs while his sibling crushed him into the carpeting.

Conner couldn't help himself as he stood still, his hands on his hips proudly and his black shaft dripping into the carpet below, firm and proud. His toes were flexed outwards wide as he kept as much pressure on the balls of his feet, taking extreme advantage of his older brother's natural durability as he smothered him mercilessly... before he finally settled into his computer chair, panting and whimpering as he lifted his foot up and stared hard at his sole... if his brother had been indistinguishable before, Davis now appeared to have merged himself into the boy's foot completely, his body smashed into the sweaty surface and soaked with so much sweat his personal scent was non-existent, his form reduced to nothing more than an oddly furry section of the younger roo's padded sole. Unable to resist, he leaned forward and sniffs at his own sole hard, sending more powerful throbs to his hard dick as he moans out.

"M-Mmmmph... god big bro, you smell so good now...!" The younger roo panted out, his tongue licking his lips at the sight of his trapped sibling, a pair of amber eyes faintly showing in the otherwise darkness of that sole as Davis barely manages to open his eyes, watering from both the abuse and the repugnant reek of roo foot that was constantly filtering into his nose now that he had breathing room. "It's making my penis all big and leaky... Why is that though?" He asks his older brother, unable to hear or notice the way Davis' eyes suddenly widen in horror and he starts to protest muffledly into that foot... his parents hadn't even explained that to his little brother yet?!

His panicked thoughts are momentarily interrupted as Conner giggles from the ticklish sensation of his brother trying to talk into his pad flesh. "Whoops! Forgot you couldn't talk there~." He cooed playfully while peeling his brother away with the most satisfying Velcro-like sound he could imagine, another shuddering groan escaping his lips as he held his brother closer, sniffing him like a vacuum, the odor kept his dick twitching and dripping pre steadily while his massive, icy blue eyes pierced right through Davis... when they're not clenched shut tightly at the odd new surges of pleasure sending shivers down his spine. "Mmm... s-sooo good, why is it so good big bro? It's making me twitch down there...!"

With his body steadily recovering, the smashed roo did his best to refill his lungs so he could try and explain things to his brother. "B-Because.... because you're becoming... a man little bro... getting older... closer to being able to have kids... so y-you're gonna start getting bigger all over, musk is... going to get thicker and... guh, y-you're gonna start getting urges like that... make you feel really good..."

Conner's eyes were laser focused on his brother during his explanation, impatiently bouncing his leg each time his sibling had to gasp for breath... He hadn't been that rough on him he didn't think! But he was still confused, tilting his head and huffing. "Urges like what big bro? Why does it mean I'm getting bigger and why does it feel like I'm peeing this thick, clear stuff all the time...?" He could tell his older brother was blushing even through his dark fur, he'd known him his whole life after all... what was so embarrassing?

"B-Because... It's getting you ready for sex lil bro!" He mumbled, blushing and lowering his gaze. "W-When two people love each other very much, they, uh... have sex. When a man and woman do it, he sticks his penis into her vagina, which is like... a-a slit in between her legs... and that clear stuff is pre, it's thick and slick to make it so it's not as rough when it goes inside someone and slides in and out more easily... a-and when you do that enough and it feels super good, you'll... cum, making a thicker, whiter mess inside them that makes babies...!"

Conner's piercing eyes couldn't be wider at this, and a look of horror crosses his face for a moment. "S-So that's where babies come from? But... but I don't wanna put myself in any girls!" He cringed, the thought alone making his drooling shaft seem to wilt while he processed what his brother said. "B-Besides, it wasn't big enough to go into anyone just now, and you're not a girl!"

"T-That's because... Some people have different things that make them feel good besides sex! They're called... fetishes, and they can be different for everyone..." The older sibling mumbled, thinking of his own collection of picture he'd found from various sites of larger male furs shoving micro sized ones into their pants, or shoes, or mouths... "...and it doesn't h-have to be a girl, some guys love other guys instead, which is called being gay. They can't make babies, but they could still have sex, just a different... different kind...!"

"A different kind? Like what? Show me!" The idea that his older brother could help teach him more about this new, unbelievably nice sensation had his shaft perking right back up again, the boy grinning widely as he starts to lower the shrunken teen downwards. "Do I need to step on you again? 'Cus that felt reaaaally good, all those popping noises and the squeak of you losing air...! Is that a fetish?"

"A-Ahhh, wait wait, no! Don't step on me! I-I... I can show you another way! J-Just... Just put me down next to your dick!" The older boy cried out, his eyes wide and frightened at the thought of _more_abuse under his brother's feet for his amusement. He whined as the boy complies eagerly, shivering as he found himself staring at his brother's... very well endowed cock. It wasn't his first time near it, his brother had amused himself more times than he could count shoving him down into his sheath, but he knew it'd never been sexual before, other than reeking of his junk. This was... very different. Now this organ was a creature of lust, throbbing with need and staring at him with a drooling mouth as if to consume him to feed its own desires.

Licking his lips, the older brother tried to put off touching the younger as long as he could, he wasn't sure he could deal with the humiliation of not just being his brother's toy, but his sex aide as well? It was too much for him. "A-Ahhh, and to answer your question, y-yeah, those could be fetishes too...! You might have a... a crush fetish from the idea of smashing someone under your feet or butt, a-and a paw fetish just from how you seemed to like your own paw stink... S-Some people really like the odor and the feel of soft paws pressing against them, and the taste of sweat...!"

The younger roo boy's tail was wagging happily as he learned more and more from his sibling, eyes wide and eager as he pondered a few things, especially when the idea of 'butt crushing' was implanted into his head. "Mmm, I definitely liked crushing you! Dunno about feet though, I mean, I liked having you under mine and making you smell like me! Plus, you squeak so cutely~." His grin would've seemed cute to most looking at him, but for his brother, that look was the most evil, most mischievous thing that his sibling could conjure up, making him fold his ears back in worry. But while he was so focused on his brother's face, all his focus was instantly brought to attention elsewhere as the tower of roo dick, longer and thicker around than his entire body, was brought into sudden looming focus as the boy eagerly wriggles his way closer.

"Well? You said you'd show me how this works~" He mumbled, rumbling out happily and flexing his muscles, feeling the way it made his shaft bob. Conner giggles as the heavy flesh drops low enough to nearly brain his sibling in the head, the thick musk of his shaft filling the air around him and making him choke as he was overshadowed by the dark flesh. "Y-Yeah... I, uh... are you sure? I-I mean... it's not really... right for brothers to do this with each other..." Davis tries to cop out, shuddering as he cringes away from the shaft. "Ah come oooon big bro, this isn't the first time you've touched it! It's just harder and bigger than normal!" The younger boy cooed, rolling forward and leaning so that his dick does bounce off the older boy's head, the heft of the shaft making him grunt and fall over clutching his head... that shouldn't hurt so bad...!

"A-Alright, alright, just b-back off a bit before you hurt me!" The miniaturized roo calls out, swallowing hard as he stares up at his sibling's massive shaft while he huffs impatiently. Groaning at what he was about to do, he takes a deep breath to calm his nerves... and instantly regrets it as he takes in a huge whiff of the funk coming off his brother's crotch, groaning and shaking his head while he stands up and makes his way towards that shaft, having to use the roo's mammoth sized sac in order to get closer to the flesh. The moment his little paws are groping and squeezing his brother's sensitive balls, the younger roo gasps and sits up from the gratifying jolt of lightning that strikes his rod, rolling his hips forward and inadvertently knocking his brother down, steamrolling him into the floor under his sac. "A-Ahhh! C-Conner, careful!"

Conner's beyond listening to his brother now though. The feeling of that smaller body struggling to try and lift his oversized testicle, wheezing out from the weight and fighting for a sip of air as the loose flesh constantly conceals his head like a mask... it's far too pleasant for him to waste the opportunity. Hand shaking, he reaches down and gropes at his sac, the sensation of stuffing the squirming roo deeper into his scrotum eliciting a strangled hiss of pleasure out of his mouth. It was just... too good! The way those small limbs fought to try and escape the claustrophobic grip of his paw and the sweaty sac flesh, the muffled screams vibrated the tender surface of his orbs, the knowledge that right now his very own older brother was being smothered and crushed simply by being under his sac... it was too much for him! It was supposed to get better how again?

Davis was struggling to recall a time he'd hated being in his little brother's grip more. The weekend his brother used him for a flip flop on the beach? No, the sand wasn't nearly as hot and smothery as this. The time he was taken to school and kept in the back of Conner's underwear? Gym class had certainly been awful, and he'd been afraid of losing an arm or two to his brother's eagerly twitching pucker. This, however, was quickly turning into his worst shrunken experience with his younger sibling to date. Every breath he took was a thick, virulent miasma of teen ball musk. He could _feel_the odor of it collecting thick in his lungs, a humid, heavy stench tainting his entire being. Not to mention the sweat, he was snorting and swallowing down bucketfuls of salty liquid dripping from his brother's balls. He was going to have a hard time explaining this to his friends come Monday, because he doubted he'd be able to fully get the odor of Conner out of his fur before then. Just when he thought the crushing pressure and oppressive stink couldn't get any worse, Conner decided to take his road to discovery to the next step, the paw wrapped around him coiling into a fist and holding him tightly as it slides free of the sac, and slaps him into the firm, black flesh.

The instant his brother's soft, fuzzy body pressed into his shaft, Conner was in love. Jaw dropping, tongue flopping, drooling, dizzying love. He was instantly filled with thoughts of just tying his brother to that shaft and never letting him go again. It just felt so nice, how every twitch, squirm, and struggle had his sibling's soft fur brushing his heated length. How every muffled cry Davis made buzzed against his dick in just the right way... if Conner had his way, his brother might never leave his shaft again! It was glorious -- for Conner at least. For Davis, this was a nightmare. He could tell Conner wasn't listening to a thing he said anymore, and every cry he made just excited his little brother more, making the paw gripping him squeeze tighter and tighter. His ribs were aching and his body straining against that firm grip, his brother's strength shocking him once again as he's pressed into that leaking spire, noting with displeasure that his fur once again matched the shade of his siblings flesh.

For Conner, there could be no greater confirmation that his brother was meant to be his toy. He was already picturing going to school with his brother locked away in his shorts... under his sac, in his sheathe, or even... and then it hit him, his eyes widening and his fist clenching so tight that Davis squeaked out all his air again as his brother's face broke out into a very, very worrying grin! "C-Conner... w-what are you thinking? C-Can you ease up a bit, i-it's kind of hard to breathe...!" Not that Davis could breathe very well anyway, even when he had the space. His brother's musk was just too strong, the thick stink of it filling his lungs and making him pant and groan while his sibling's shaft continued to mark him with his pre, his fur soaking up all that fluid and getting him very slick as he was ground into the heated spire.

Conner wasn't even paying attention to his brother's strangled pleas though. He had a new idea in his head and nothing was going to satisfy him until he tried it. He worried in the back of his mind whether Davis could even endure this, let alone fit; however, all that worry was too distant to reach him as he rationalized it couldn't be any worse than spending a weekend in his sock and getting trampled over! So with his newfound determination, the boy peeled his rather sticky brother from his cock, shivering at the sound of it and gripping him tightly in his hot, sweaty palm.

Davis panted weakly and groans in relief as his brother tugs him free of his shaft, shaking his head to try and fling some pre away. It was nice to be able to breathe a bit more freely, even if Conner's fist was still a little tight on him as he tasted the, admittedly, sweet, funky flavor of Conner's pre, which the older sibling enjoyed it far more than he wanted to admit. Still though, best not to let Conner take this too far, he thought, opening his eyes and losing his train of thought instantly as he found himself staring right into the tip of the roo boy's cock. Seeing it from this angle, and for the first time without being half crushed, two thoughts occurred to the older brother: 1) He'd always known his younger brother was big for his age, even at full size he'd noticed Conner was nearly as tall as he was! Apparently this also applied to his cock, which was much larger than he'd ever expected it to be... Not that he'd thought of his sibling's dick too much before, other than dreading situations like this _may_arise some day far in the future.2) Along with that size came the realization of his brother's intentions, and he'd gained just enough sense to gasp in some air to try and cry out, just to have to cut off that scream and conserve oxygen as Conner stuffed Davis straight into his spread slit.

Bliss. Sheer, cosmic bliss was all Conner could feel as he felt his older brother thrashing inside of his penis. The feeling made him throb harder and splurt heavy amounts of cream into Davis' face, but he wasn't concerned with that just then, no. He just wanted his brother deeper, and so that's exactly what the roo boy proceeded to do. He started shoving Davis clumsily into his cock, grinding his shoulders around and twisting him as if he was a thief trying to pick a particularly nasty lock. And oh, how his brother squirmed, every call for help muffled into non-existence in his shaft and making Davis feel like howling like a wolf from how amazing it all was. He just couldn't believe his brother had never told him about this before! But now that he knew, he might have to break Davis' rules about when he could be small. He was planning for the future, how Davis should spend every day diving into his shaft at least once, maybe twice if he could manage it, and school! He could use a few sick days and keep his brother locked inside his cock that long, couldn't he?

The boy's musing is cut short though as he gasps and feels his sibling's shoulders finally crammed into just the right position to allow him to sink deeper, the boy's slit wrapped tightly around Davis' chest now and easily slurping up his torso... on its own? Conner gasps softly as he realizes his shaft seems to have figured out his intention and was helping to devour his brother for him, making the new teen roll his head back and shakily grip his dick firmly, pumping at the flesh tightly and gasping in delight as this both seemed to help drag his brother in faster, as well as made the surroundings extra tight so that Davis was struggling even harder!

Davis himself was chiding himself for constantly thinking things couldn't get worse for himself. He should've learned his lesson the moment he'd gone from brother to ball-scratcher earlier, and now he was being shoved down that shaft like his brother's personal sounding rod. He'd thought the musk was bad before? It was stifling in here, the heat his brother's cock radiated penetrating him to the core while that heavy funk of sex his younger bro was producing choked his lungs. Again, he didn't need much air to survive, but he was having a hard time calling the toxic miasma of boy musk anything close to 'air'. It sat heavy in his lungs, nearly as heavily as when he'd been flattened under his brother's foot earlier!

Which certainly wasn't helping him in the least now. All the foot and ball sweat his fur had absorbed before, combined with the near endless stream of pre Conner was producing, had done nothing more but lubricate Davis for his journey down the roo pipe. His struggles were reduced to nothing as his brother's crushing fist, both the one feeding him to that dark dick and the one pumping the same flesh and dragging him deeper, had smashed all the fight right out of him. His efforts were reduced to nothing more than muted squirms and whimpers as he focused more on drawing 'air' into his lungs and less on escaping, knowing he wasn't getting out of this shaft until Conner let him out, or at least until he had his first orgasm.

That special event seemed like it was going to happen much faster than Conner would have liked, but still too slowly for Davis as the victim of his sibling's passions, having been reduced in no time at all to having only the last bit of his tail and his legs below his knees poking free of his brother's cock. "O-Ooooh, big bro, y-you... you have no idea how this feels.... A-Ahh, I-I... I know you hate being small but, oooh... t-this is too good, you... you can't take this away from me please, I just... I... A-Ahhh!"

Conner's pleas to Davis were cut short as the boy's mind flooded with pleasure. The most powerful, all-encompassing pleasure he'd ever felt in his young life, the euphoria seeping into every pore, the sensation banishing any thought from his head and simply driving his paw to continue stroking at his cock to wring every last ounce of this feeling out that he can, his entire body tensing as his personal cannon loads and fires out for the first time ever.

A cannon is all Davis can equate this feeling to. He'd heard his brother babbling something over his head in his passion, but the sound was drowned out quite literally as the teen, now completely sealed from head to toe in roo flesh, could only clench his eyes shut in preparation and horror as the first blast of his brother's orgasm smashes into him. Thanks to the brotherly blockage though, it doesn't force him fully out, no. Instead, it presses him about half way, the pressurized liquid seeping into every place it could and smashing through Davis, literally and figuratively. The rush of liquid blasted around his body, the pressurized semen squirting much farther and more potently than it likely ever would've without Davis to dilute the stream, and expelling half of said roo's body in the process. The next blasts were strong enough that they shoved Davis fully out, gasping in air and snorting out all the seed that had packed into his sinuses, his belly already warm and full with a load of it as well.

Conner barely noticed his brother plopping down between his sweaty thighs, the boy having leaned back so far during his orgasm that his round, bubbly rump was exposed beneath his massive sac. He was too busy moaning and painting his fur whiter, while the black furred roo leaned against that soft, musky butt flesh as he sat up. He didn't want to use his brother's musky body for support any more than he had to, but he needed it just then and sadly, his brother's sweaty ass was all he had nearby for that. He figured he'd get a small break for now anyway thanks to his sibling's draining orgasm.

Unfortunately for Davis, his adventures with his brother weren't over for the evening at all. As Conner finally began to recover, he slowly sat forward and up, streeeetching himself out for a yawn that was cut off in a rather sudden yelp of pained surprise as he felt something sharp pierce him. The roo boy's ears pinned themselves to his head as he winces and squirms in place, trying to alleviate a sudden irritation that was... starting to tingle pleasantly actually, the same wonderful tingling making him moan out and clench as he felt something squirming under him.

Davis was cursing his luck and hating himself for ever thinking 'it can't get any worse'. As he'd finally started to recover, the seed slicked older roo had mere moments to realize that his brother's slippery cheeks were rolling forward over him like hot lava. The white fur engulfed him utterly, the blubbery butt cocooning him in yet another cocoon of sweaty boy flesh. And to make matters worse, the muskiest, sweatiest part of his younger sibling came crashing down to crown his head. The younger roo's tight, black pucker was squishing over his ears and head easily, the sweaty flesh, pressure, and slick nature of Davis' semen-soaked fur all combining to an easy trip lodging his head and half his body swiftly into Conner's ass!

Unfortunately, his sudden penetration, combined with his squirming, caused Conner to instantly clench his pucker tightly. The black flesh was instantly crushing all air out of Davis and making his head ache as the pressure built up, eyes clenched tightly at the strain even as blood rushed to his lower extremities to splay them out. His ribs felt like they'd crack any minute, but once again his micro sized nature aided him in surviving under the duress, forcing him to endure being ground in the airless abyss of his big brother's pucker and squirming as much as he could... unaware that he was simply making his situation even worse.

Conner was drooling in pleasure once more. His young shaft was already firming up once again and pulsing even more eagerly than before as the boy's mind blanked out in bliss. "A-ahh... Davis...!" He mumbles, but his mind wasn't on his brother. Or at least, not in the sense of asking how he was or his safety, all he could focus on was that delicious squirming Davis was doing and... whatever it was he was squirming against. Because whatever that... pleasure button was, it was making stars glide and explode like fireworks in his eyes. He was addicted to the feeling already, uncaring how rough he was being as he grinds his hips in a circle slowly, trying to find the perfect angle to nudge his brother deeper and grind him harder against his prostate.

Which is exactly what Davis was currently being roughly forced against. His every strained attempt for air gasped inside that pressured space in his brother's pucker while he whimpers out loud and fights to wriggle back out of that black hole. Unfortunately, there was no winning against his little brother's weight and pressure, as usual, so as he struggled, gasped, and whimpered from the tight clenching squeezes turning him into his brother's butt plug, Conner was reaping all the pleasurable awards in droves and once again wondering if he was ever giving Davis his necklace back.

Conner's paw was once again curled tightly around his shaft. His one regret was that Davis couldn't squirm against his penis, _and_thrash inside of his ass at the same time, the two feelings so wonderful he couldn't decide which was better. Or at least, he couldn't at first, but as his pleasure grew and his ass clamped down tighter, it gobbled up more and more of his brother into its foul, musky grip. While he was clean down there, the musky odor was strong with the reek of teen boy musk, and a couple of gassy expulsions from the air forced inside with his brother (giving the latter a few chances to breathe as well), were dizzyingly sharp to small noses, but inconsequential to Conner himself. Especially since every potent burst of air made his brother struggle all the harder, leading to the boy reaching down and gripping Davis' feet... just to stuff them completely into his ass.

Davis' hopes were just as squashed as he was when he was stuffed fully into the hell hole that was Conner's ass. The clinging black flesh both familiar and vastly worse, given just how many intimate, tight situations he'd wound up in that night. This was just the most claustrophobic one of them all. The slimy walls were constantly grinding, squeezing, and tugging at him, feeling as if the rank flesh were a giant snake and he was a mouse to be pulverized into its next meal. Not a farfetched idea in this situation either, as he quickly noticed his brother's building orgasm was making his ass clench that much tighter, constantly tugging him deeper into its depths.

Conner couldn't care less that his brother was sinking away into his body... The feeling of that hot, squirmy warm bulk of his brother squirming inside of him was making him thrust into his paw harder and harder every moment, his tip twitching and pulsing already as he felt that delicious burning once more, knowing he only had a few moments before he'd make yet another mess in his already wet fur. "A-ahhh, big bro... g-guh, you feel so good... T-thank you, thank you for teaching me this...! M-mmmph, we're... we're gonna have so much more fun n- a-ahh~!" He moans out, babbling and suddenly cut off from thanking his brother for all the pleasure he'd given him as the boy has his second mind numbing orgasm in less than an hour, jamming his free arm into his maw to muffle his howls of pleasure.

Whimpering a bit more, Davis' eyes were once more clenched tightly shut as the walls get the tightest they've been since entering, the walls grinding him further than even being under his brother's soles usually did. He felt trapped in place, though from the sticky, slick noises, he was being constantly squished flatter from the pressure... The older roo grunts, straining as the pressure of those bowel walls compress him from all sides, deeper than he'd ever wished to be in his brother's backside and panting from the pressure.

Conner shudders softly as his young sac pumps out a much less impressive, yet equally pleasurable orgasm all over his stomach, panting as he slowly collapses backwards onto the bed, sprawling there in a sweaty, sticky mess. He was barely blinking as all of his muscles slowly untense themselves, allowing his brother some much needed breathing room as the pleasure-interrupted peristaltic return. It would've made Davis worry, but instead he realized that the bowel wall were naturally, if slowly, pushing him back towards freedom. Smiling wide at the turn of events, Conner simply pats his sticky middle once more and rubs the white mess into his fur, his eyes already heavy and fluttering closed as he pants under his breath. "D-don't... don't worry big bro... mmmph, I'll get you out, just... just need to... shut my eyes..." He mumbles softly, Davis' renewed, panicked struggles and flailing going unnoticed as those sensations simply helped to push the mentally and physically exhausted teen into a deep sleep.

Davis couldn't have been more unhappy. Trampled underfoot, shoved into his brother's dick, then sat on and squished through his bowels, and now here he was, inside of his brother's rear being passed along like... some filthy turd! He'd already used the last energy he had in trying to fight against the walls for air, whimpering as the fleshy prison was easing him backwards. The walls constantly were squeezing and kneading at his body, relaxing his sore, achy form even as exhaustion and his sibling's growing snores comforted him towards slumber.. "P-please... Conner, wake up, I-I... I don't wanna be in here anymore, l-let me out!"

Unfortunately, Davis' cries would fall on deaf ears as a loud, obnoxious, and familiar snore thundered from the lungs above him, the older brother groaning out weakly. The depth of the noise had reached a familiar threshold that was a constant annoyance to all in the house, as Conner was infamous for being a deep sleeper, nothing woke up him in this state... even if he'd fallen asleep atop of Davis though, he'd always unconsciously rolled over to allow him to keep breathing, even if it was strained by Conner's weight. Sighing and whimpering to himself, Davis finally allowed unconsciousness to claim him, drifting off to sleep to allow himself to get pressed towards freedom... hopefully Davis remembered where he'd left his sibling in the morning.