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I still haven't gotten used to my brother living with me, even after the few months since he was kicked out of our parent's place. We both knew about eachother being gay since we were young teens, we had stayed up one night and just talked about it.

I haven't come out to our parents, knowing how they felt about it. But Jason, being the little spitfire he is, came out in the summer without any backup plan. Which means the moment they basically kicked him out by their boots, I was there to pick him up and offer him a place.

The first week was hard on him, he didn't show how much it affected him, but I could sometimes hear him cry in the night. I made sure to make each day as good as possible, although it took longer than I hoped before the sadness behind his eyes to fade. So when Christmas came around I decorated the house from top to bottom, which brought a smile back to his snow white, vulpine face.

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"Wake up, wake up! It's christmas!" My brother's voice cuts through my sleep as I feel his paws push me.

"I'm... I'm up, Jason, I'm up I said!" I say with a slight growl. "Damn, how can you have so much energy?"

"Hey, what can I say? I'm still young."

"Is that an insult?" I ask before pouncing on him, instantly bringing him to the floor.

"Ah! Fuck, you've gotten heavy." He grins daringly.

This stirs a mock fight between us, a show of strength more than anything. This lasts a few minutes before we finally pull apart in laughter. We go downstairs in good spirits our eyes going to the christmas tree, a number of gifts underneath it almost glinting in the light.

"Look!" Jason says, going to the presents and rumaging through them.

"Jason, you're acting just like a cub." I grin, going to the couch to watch the TV.

"Nah, you've just forgoten how to have fun." I huff at him as he collects a tower of presents and brings them over to me, putting them next to me.

"What's all this? You didn't have to do this."

"But after everything you've done, I just wanted to give you something back."

"How'd you even get the money for these?"

"Been selling hardcore catnip to the lions down the road, plus the heist money." He jokes as he grabs the other presents, sitting next to me with them.

"Good, include me next time. I got a few banks I want to hit," I chuckle back.

We laugh as we go through the presents, one by one. Each present was special, and unique to us. The last one for me was a photo frame of us on holiday, with our parents behind us. All of us had happy smiles, unknowingly being just a few months from heartache.

"Jason... you didn't have to get this." I say, looking at him.

His smile faded a little, before returning. "I wanted you to remember the good times we've had, I know you haven't had it easy either."

I give him a hug, my arms tight around him. Jason hugs me back, his ears drooping down a little. I feel my shaft twitch a little, making me blush slightly before we pull apart. I think nothing more of it, partly out of awkwardness, and partly due to a sneaking thought that it wasn't just because he's a guy.

After a while I start making the dinner, having Jason help me out. The room soon fills with the thick smell of chicken and gravy, making both of us lick our lips as we work. I catch Jason trying to steal one of the cookies, only allowing him one like a stern parent.

He smiles as he eats the treat, tail wagging softly as we continue to cook. When we finish we sit and eat, barely talking as we shovel food down our throats, licking our lips of gravy and fragments of chicken once done. Next thing we know we're in front of the TV, a plate of cookies between us as the TV plays some Christmas re-run.

"TV sucks on Christmas," Jason mumbles around a chocolate chip biscuit.

"What do you mean? These are classics," I reply.

"Only because their played every Christmas."

"You're such a humbug, I always thought you were into the whole season?"

"I do, but I just don't like the TV. People just think it's good because their high on frosting and cookie dough."

"You may have a point there," I chuckle softly.

We continue watching for a while, I get mildly buzzed with a pre-made eggnog while Jason drinks a non-alcohol version. We start getting rough again, friendly fighting to show who's stronger. He gains a little lead on me thanks to the alcohol, but someone (not me) get's the idea to head outside in the cold to really proof ourselves.

We get ready and head out, pushing each other playfully as we do so. The cold hits us first dispite the warm jackets we've put on. Our paws grapple each other's as snow flies up from our feet, and one misplaced foot made us fall to the ground. Jason and I tumble through the snow, rolling around until finally Jason forces himself ontop of me. I feel my brother's breath over the end of my muzzle, I take a sniff. Mint, cookies and the chicken dinner fills his breath, making me blush deeply in the cold snow.

"Told you... I was stronger." He pants, smiling happily.

"Ok, you win..." I say, trying to move my trousers as I feel my crotch start to get tighter.

He smiles toothily as snow falls onto us, warmth spreading throughout my body as my cock strains against my denim. Jason rubs up against the bulge, making him look down with wide eyes before he looks into mine. Silence is thick between us for a few seconds, which feel like eternities before he moves a few strands of hair out of my eyes.

"I think... we should... I don't know what to say." I pant, my mind railing as I realise he hasn't moved away from my bulge.

"Should we talk? Or should we... act?" He asks, his eyes looking into mine.

"Let's go inside, we can decide later."

He nods as he stands up, giving me a paw to help.me up. We don't let go of each other's paws as we walk inside, shaking the snow off of our coats as we get inside. We undress to t-shirts and jeans, I can't help but look at his behind as he undoes his shoes. Once done Jason rubs his elbow awkwardly, neither of us knowing what to say.

"So, what should we do?" He asks, looking off to the side.

"Well, how do you feel? I mean... you felt how I feel." I say, blushing through my fur.

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it before. You're my brother for crying out loud, brothers don't do this sort of thing."

"So you wouldn't want to... you know?"

He seems to notice the disapointment in my eyes, something I'd barely notice in myself. He comes over to me, hugging me softly. "Aaron, I love you. But this is new to me, I don't know if what I feel is right."

"You have feelings then?" I ask, my muzzle going into the cove of his shoulder.

"I... I do, I think."

I move my muzzle against his neck, slowly moving my lips to his soft fur. We pull back a little, looking into each other's eyes before pull together and lock lips. We moan as we slowly come together, our paws traveling over one another slowly. Jason's mouth feel warm, tastful and accepting, making me push deeper into him. It lasts for a few minutes before we pull apart, our paws wrapped around us.

"Wow, I can't believe that felt so good." He said, our eyes never looking away.

"Tell me about it, you're... handsomer than before." I manage to say, licking his taste from my lips.

"You're handsome too, quite handsome."

"Should... um, we go to the bedroom?"

"Yeah... we should," Jason moans, his pads running across the rough denim.

We take each other's paws and walk upstairs, my eyes locked onto his behind with lust. I sniff his scent intently as I walk behind him, moving my paws to his hips as I can't keep myself from undoing his trousers. Jason giggles as we barge into the room, his tail weaving around my leg. The bed feels nice and fluffy under us, curving around our bodies as we hug and make out on it.

"Oh, fuck. You feel so good Aaron," Jason murmurs between our lips.

"You too," I say as I trail my paws down his thighs.

We start undressing, getting on our feet before we reach our boxers. We look at each other as our boxers tent around our shafts, our musks start to fill the room while we slowly lower our underwear. I look at my brother's shaft as it waves in the air, Aaron doing the same as we move closer.

Shit, I think he's bigger than me. I think, almost jealous before imagining it within my muzzle, which just makes me blush.

"We could... go back if you want, we haven't crossed the line yet." He says, only slight doubt in his eyes.

"I think we crossed the line when we locked tongues." I reply, trailing a finger along his hard shaft. Jason purrs softly as I wrap my fingers around his cock, jerking him slowly before gaining speed. "But just for the record, this is also the line."

"I think I'm starting to like crossing the line."

"You and me both brother."

"Maybe we should leave the 'brother' stuff till we get into the real good stuff."

"Good point, Jason." I say, licking his cheek.

We press our cocks together and thrust up against each other, pre-cum slowly drooling onto the bare skin of our cocks. I moan into the warm air, cupping Jason's backside before pressing my fingers between them. I then push him onto the bed, bringing his ass up enough for me to press my muzzle to the base of his tail. I sniff deeply, getting a taste of his scent.

A slightly less complex scent than mine, but still deep, heavenly, and lustfully tempting hits my nose as it moves me closer. I smile slightly as his ring clenches against my scent tasting. My tongue laps at the tight star of Jason's backside, bringing a moan to his lips as I dig deeper and deeper into his cheeks. My tongue slowly pushes into his hole, stretching the glissening sphincter.

Jason moans as his ring tightens around my tongue as I move deeper and deeper into the warm embrace, tasting his insides as I wiggle inside him. I can't help but sniff deeply at the base of my brother's tail, getting a good amount of musk into my lungs before slowly moaning my breath out.

Holy shit... you taste so good... I think softly as my tongue rubs and tickles as much as possible.

I knead his butt cheeks with my paws, massaging them softly before moving down to his thighs. Jason pushes back against me, his claws scraping along the bed. After a few minutes I pull back, licking my lips as I spectate my handiwork on his backside. His eyes are the next thing I look at, filled with lust, passion, and love.

"Please... fuck me." He moans out, his hole clenching to push the point.

"Sure thing, dear." I reply as I lick my paw, making sure it's really wet before jerking myself.

After a few strokes I put the tip to the slightly gaping hole, pushing in till the head pops in. We both moan out, our eyes still locked as I slowly push forward. Half of my shaft disapears into his accepting hole before I stop again. Jason starts to jerk himself as I start to thrust in and down, both slowly gaining speed as we pant into the hot air.

"Oh shit, you feel so big. Shit... are you balls deep?" He asks, biting his lower lip in lust filled pleasure.

"Almost there, fuck you feel good." I manage to say, griting my teeth with strain.

My claws move over my brother's backside, digging in slightly as I finally reach my slightly bulbous knot. Jason presses back against me, making it slip inside himself with a lustful moan. I pull back till the tip was at his entrance before thrusting deep into the warn tightness and the knot once again pushed inside. I move over Jason's body, my chest to his back, and thrust into him like a vixen in heat.

"Oh god... brother, don't stop." Jason moans, his eyes dilated in a delutional state that only lust can bring.

"Do you like it? Your brother on top of you, filling your ass with his cock."

"Yes! Oh fuck yes!"

"Want more, do you? Want me to knot you?"

"Knot me! Please I'm begging you, brother, fucking knot me!"

Jason's muzzle digs into the pillows as I plow his hole, my knot growing bigger and bigger with each thrust into him. We moan and growl, just two lust filled beasts endulging in carnal acts. I bite the skin of his neck, gaining a loud and happy groan from him.

Pre-cum starts to dribble down from Jason's hole, trickling down the crease of his butt before dripping off his balls. We buck together in a smooth rhythm of moans, pants and gritted teeth as we grow closer and closer to our powerful finish. I lick my lips as I feel my knot press up against his hole, but now too big to push through.

This presents a carnal challenge that my now semi-feral brain pushes me further to achieve. I thrust harder and harder, my claws dig into Jason's hips as his hole clenches down on me. My balls slap against his with each thrust, almost enough to hurt as the room fills with sweaty musk.

"Cum in me... please, make me yours!"

As you wish brother! I think in a growl as I feel my knot hit it's limit with one last thrust. Our bodies shiver and buck as we cum together, shooting our seed nearly as quick as our heartbeats.

"Shit! I'm cumming... Fuck..." I manage to say as I feel Jason's ring clamp down on me.

I let my tongue hang out of my mouth as I shoot my seed into my brother's warm hole, my bulbous knot pulses heavily within him. We pant heavily as our orgasms begin to ebb away slowly. Jason groans softly as his tail wags against my chest, making me giggle softly before I nibble his neck where I bit him.

"Oh shit... I've never been fucked silly that good before." Jason pants, looking back at me as we lay down in the bed.

"You've never been fucked before, little brother. But you did look so good around me." I say as I lick the bottom of his neck, trailing up to his cheek.

"What did I tell you about the 'brother' stuff?"

"Don't stop my kinks Jason, I find the brother stuff almost as hot as this tight thing." I give his ass a squeeze and my cock throbs inside it to proof a point.

"Fine, but just don't say it too often. It'll get annoying after a while."

"But it's so kinky, like a good musk or tongue play."

"Tongue play?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, it's like making out but with a lot of tongue work."

"Maybe we can make that work, you can have incest talk and I could have tongue play."

"I can do that, brother dear." I say with a grin, licking his lips.

"You're going to make me regret it, aren't you?"

"Like the cat who sold the fish."

We start to make out, our tongues instantly start working against each other. I moan as I taste him on my tongue, pushing me forward into my brother's mouth. I lap at his teeth, his tongue and his cheeks as he does the same to me. Our paws trail each other's bodies, moaning as I feel his ass start to relax around my cock.

My shaft pulse softly as I slowly pull out, stretching his hole before my knot finally *plops* out from his tight behind. Jason groans into my mouth as this happens, getting a little 'teethy' on my tongue. We pull apart, both of us blushing deeply as we pant heavily.

"Fuck, did you have to pull out then?" Jason asks, rubbing an ass cheek. "Going to be sore all day tomorrow now."

"Just be glad I distracted you, would have been tighter otherwise." I smile, nuzzling him softly as I trail a finger around his slightly gaping ring.

"You would've liked that, wouldn't you?"

"Like you with a cock."

"Chicken, or yours?"

"Both, yah foxy boy." I say as I lick his lips.

"You know me so well," Jason licks at my tongue with closed eyes.

"Should we... go get some last minute treats?"

"Yeah, let's make our kiss session more christmas-y."

"I can get behind that, and you again." I say with a smile.

"Later, but for now, let's get a refualing."

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