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Unless Part Seven By Green

James and Nigel remained exactly where they were, basking in afterglow and enjoying this full-body contact with each other for quite a long time before they finally got up and headed to the bathroom so that Nigel could clean up before the impressive amount of otter jism they'd spilled dried into his fur. James helped by doing the preliminary sweep, getting rid of as much sperm as he could... with his tongue, as Nigel churred happily, scratching his brother behind the ears. After that, they'd taken a shower together, and this time, they let their hands wander each others' bodies the way they'd always dreamed of, feeling each others' muscles, butts, tails, even teasing each others' oft-ignored nipples as the warm water cascaded down their sleek pelts. In the end, as they left the shower, they were both so worked up from all their teasing that after pausing for lunch, they went right back to fooling around with each other. And though they went to bed that night comfortably spent, their dreams of each other were more vivid than ever, just as their longing and disappointment upon waking were more bittersweet. In the following days, even more so than usual, the Ellison twins were all over each other, hands teasing into sensitive places when one or the other was trying to watch TV, or prepare food, or do much of anything, really.

Where James had failed before, trying to get himself off just by fingering his rear, he now succeeded, thanks to swapping out his own fingers for his brother's. Nigel watched with a curious mixture of happiness, arousal, and pride as James trembled and shook, emptying his balls onto the floor without so much as laying a finger on his penis, gasping his twin's name as his manhood throbbed and spurted. James wanted to reward Nigel by letting him 'hotdog' the length of his prick against the bow-marked male's back door, so that Ni might make a hot, sticky mess of James' rump, but Nigel nervously declined, pointing out that when you masturbate, there isn't a chance - however remote - of accidentally fucking your own brother. They'd ended up compromising, having James stroke Nigel until he was on the very brink of orgasm, and then getting on all fours and presenting himself while Nigel finished himself off, decorating James' ass with glistening come.

One fine day, after the twins had gone swimming in Lake Tescin, something they'd started neglecting once they discovered the alternative activity of masturbating each other, they returned to the cabin and started showing off, much as they once had on a regular basis. But things were a little different today. They had their towels wrapped around their waists as they entered the house, and they were both blushing lightly. As they dropped the towels and revealed the bulging erections straining against their swimsuits, they both sighed with relief from being back in the privacy of the cabin. On this particular day, they'd taken a somewhat different approach; they'd teased each other even more than usual - but had allowed each other no relief. James had blatantly fondled Nigel through his boxers as he made toast in the morning, and Nigel had run a finger along the underside of his brother's tail as they got changed for the swim, and their games in the water had become much more personal than usual, each otter trying to grope the other, or give him a nice goosing, or even, on one occasion, to steal his suit away from him and then swim away with it held high like a prize. So when they returned to the cabin, they were both very, very worked up, and even the water dripping from their pelts had failed to mask the distinctive scent of masculine arousal. For the second time in their lives, they stepped into the fur dryer together, shivering with need as their nude bodies pressed together, though the twins were very, very careful not to get into certain positions that their lust-crazed minds might beg them to take advantage of. This intimate proximity got them both nice and worked up, though they restrained themselves from actually fooling around inside the cramped booth.

After that, the two of them scampered back to the main room, where they sat down on the couch together, taking hold of each other's erections and sighing with relief simultaneously. "The remote's on your side," said James, "I think that porno's still in the DVD player, throw that on for background mood." Nigel chuckled, but did as his brother asked. As Cat Man Do started over from the beginning, the brothers were treated to the sight of the beagle and the cheetah walking into a cabin not entirely unlike the one the brothers dwelled in, albeit one in the middle of a forest, and considerably smaller than theirs. "Is it weird that that cheetah looks hotter with all his clothes on?" asked Nigel, casually, "Because that cheetah's hotter with all his clothes on." James snickered, but shrugged. "Sorry, I was checking out that pooch's can," he said, adding a moment later, "...Hey brother, how's it compare to mine?" The other mustelid scoffed, looking between Jim's eyes and rump incredulously. "What, that?" he asked, gesturing towards the TV, "That guy's ass doesn't hold a candle to yours!" James laughed softly, unable to hold a straight face. "I know," he admitted, "It's just nice to hear you say that." As they kept watching, more of their attention on each other than on the video, Nigel began to squirm in his seat. Just before James was going to say something, Ni suddenly stood up, his whiskers twitching. "Hey Jim, I'm in the mood to give you a treat," he said, grinning as he knelt down in front of his twin, "How'd you like to come on my face, hmmm?" Shivering with indecent glee, James smiled back. "You know, dear brother," he replied, "I'd like that a lot."

As Nigel made himself comfortable, exaggeratedly licking his lips and swaying his tail back and forth, James shivered, suddenly super aware of his hands, and that he wasn't doing anything with them. He tried to ignore the thought as the arrow-marked otter took hold of his cock and began to slowly stroke it. For a while, Jim tried to play it suave, watch the porn on the screen as his twin pumped his prick, but his eyes kept getting drawn back to Nigel, who kept his own eyes locked on his brother's tool. James continued self-consciously trying to focus on the TV for a while, mostly without success, but at one moment when he did happen to be looking at the screen, he gasped at an unfamiliar touch, looking back down to find Nigel nuzzling against his balls, the sensitive skin of his genitals being tickled by the other otter's whiskers. "N-Nigel, what are you..." he trailed off as it became abundantly clear what his brother was doing, as Nigel closed his eyes and inhaled deeply of his twin's scent, running his nose along the underside of Jim's penis curiously. When Ni finally opened his eyes again, he started blushing too, as if he wasn't sure what had come over him, but as their gazes locked onto each other, neither otter said anything, oblivious to the moaning and muffled slaps coming from the TV, oblivious to anything except each other. Perhaps what happened next was because they'd been teasing each other all day without relief, perhaps it was because they were in an experimenting mood, or perhaps it was just because the air of the room was full of the scent of male desire. "James..." Nigel said, after about a minute of silence, "I... I really want to suck your dick." James tensed up, biting his lip, expecting that familiar rush of stress, but this time, Nigel's words didn't bring up the usual kind of fretting and self-doubt that similar suggestions had triggered in both brothers in the past few weeks. When James finally spoke up, it was short and simple. "...Okay."

Nigel continued staring at Jim for a moment, as if he had trouble believing his ears, but then he broke out into a wide grin. He didn't say anything else. He didn't need to. The twins knew that they'd both wanted this for a long, long time. Leaning forward, glancing up to the other mustelid's face, Nigel extended his tongue and gave the underside of James' cock a long, slow lick. Feeling the warm wetness pressed against his flesh sent a delightful tingle up and down Jim's spine, and he moaned softly, feeling himself throbbing against that wonderful tongue. Encouraged, Nigel continued to explore, licking and lapping at James' erection, bathing the soft, sensitive skin in his saliva, until the entire length of it glistened in the light. Then, with another glance upwards, he winked and took his brother's cock into his mouth, gently suckling as he sank down low. Jim knew it was against their rule - "It's not incest unless you couldn't do it on your own" - but it felt so good, and Ni was so obviously enjoying himself, that James found that the idea of this act being perverse and reprehensible seemed as bizarre as an Antarctic fruit stand.

Nigel's muzzle, short as it was by morphic standards, gave him an edge over the average human in terms of depth, allowing him to take James' entire length into his mouth at once, to their mutual delight. James couldn't help but gasp out his brother's name as a shudder of pleasure ran through his entire body. The arrow-marked otter didn't even look up as his quivering brother cried 'Nigel!' ...But the very corners of his mouth did turn upwards. "Oh - oh Jesus, Ni, that feels so good..." James whimpered, squirming in his seat. As Nigel continued to suckle, as that tongue lightly teased and licked along his shaft, James finally found something to do with his hands, laying them both on top of his sibling's head, just letting them rest there, content to be in contact with the man he adored. Nigel started to bob his head along his brother's shaft, and Jim began to tremble, feeling his toes curling up on the floor as he savoured the velvety warmth of the other otter's mouth. James sighed with pleasure as he started to idly scratch Nigel behind the ears, something Nigel seemed to appreciate. "So, uh... how about 'It isn't incest unless you have sex'?" Jim murmured, as he leaked a little pre-come onto his brother's waiting tongue. James expected the other male to pull away to answer the question, but to his amusement, Nigel just glanced up as he continued fellating his twin, and then raised his hand in a thumbs-up.

This continued for some time, the movie playing on in the background, and once again, the energetic on-screen rutting of the cats and their lovers was totally ignored as the two brothers focused all of their attention on each other. There hadn't been words between them in several minutes, only sighs and whimpers of pleasure, and of course the occasional indecent wet slurp as Nigel tended to James' needs. As he trembled with pleasure, Jim murmured "Oh Nigel... I'm g-getting so close... You're a fucking natural at this..." There was a special sparkle in the arrow-marked male's eyes as he looked up that convinced James that if his mouth weren't otherwise occupied, Nigel would be smiling from ear to ear. As James inched closer and closer to the precipice, urged on by his twin's soft lips and nimble tongue, he whimpered and squirmed, partially from not wanting it to end, and partially from the way Nigel was still looking at him. "R-really, brother, I'm - I'm almost there," James warned, "You should b-back away now-" James paused as Ni lifted both hands and reached forward, cupping them against the bow-marked otter's buttocks and holding him securely in place. James blushed as he found himself compelled to finish that thought, while Nigel looked up at him warmly. "...Unless you want me to c-come in your mouth."

James bit his lip, still uncertain, but Nigel moved one hand slightly, slipping a finger under his brother's tail and teasing it against James' anus, slipping the tip inside and feeling around. "Aah!" Jim gasped as his twin took advantage of his sensitive backside, "You b-bastard..." The words had no fire to them, sounded more like a whimper of surrender as James felt the pleasure wash him off the edge. Arching his back, tightening his grip on his brother's head - though even now he was careful not to squeeze too tight - James cried out in ecstasy as he climaxed into Nigel's mouth, his prick flexing and pulsing against his brother's tongue even as it rubbed and licked along the underside of his shaft, encouraging him to keep coming and coming, spilling his cream directly onto the other otter's flavour receptors. Any lingering doubt James had about whether Nigel had thought this through or not was erased as Nigel let out a muffled moan of his own around his brother's cock, shuddering with pleasure as he tasted James' come, hot and fresh from the source.

When James slumped back against the couch with a groan (coincidentally, just as a chinchilla on the screen went limp from his own orgasm), Nigel loudly swallowed and got up, brushing his arm against his mouth. The arrow-marked male sat back down on the couch with a benevolent smile, looking like the proverbial cat that caught the canary. "So, uh, how was your first BJ, Jim?" Nigel asked playfully, adding, "I didn't realize I'd enjoy that so much." James just blushed and grinned. "I didn't realize it was that much better than a hand!" he replied, laughing, "Shit, I thought I might never stop coming..." Nigel patted him on the thigh, and James once again appreciated the more intimate connection that had grown between them lately. "Well, you tasted pretty good, brother," Nigel said, softly, "Maybe I'd have been okay with that." With that, James perked up, glancing over and remembering that he hadn't touched Nigel at all since the impromptu rewriting of their rule had begun. Turning towards him, James grinned widely. "...Lie down," he said, quietly. Immediately picking up on what his sibling was going for, Nigel chuckled, quickly moving to do so as James got up to give him room on the couch. "And you repay your debts quickly, I like that in a man..." Nigel breathed, as Jim climbed back onto the couch, making himself comfortable between his brother's legs and taking hold of his cock. James said nothing, but as he began to lick and kiss curiously at Ni's prick, his brother sighed happily and whispered to himself. "Ohhh... I like that in a man, too..."

James spent some time playfully smooching and lapping along his brother's cock, breathing deeply of his sibling's scent as he let his tongue drift down to bathe Nigel's scrotum in his saliva. He had to resist the urge to groan at the taste of the other male's warm flesh against his tongue; he'd dreamed about going down on Nigel for years, had always wanted to know what his brother's come tasted like. He'd gotten a quick sample earlier this summer, after they'd given each other handjobs for the first time, but it had been mixed with his own seed, so he still wasn't sure how they compared. Now, as he teased his tongue against the tip of Nigel's cock, as he fondled the other otter's balls, he felt happy in a way that he found hard to describe. It helped that as he went down on his twin, Nigel was gently petting him and churring with pleasure, making the moment feel warm and relaxed and happy. Finally, James worked up his courage and slipped his brother's prick into his muzzle, closing his eyes and savouring the feeling of the rigid shaft against his tongue, cheeks, and lips. "You're pretty good at this yourself, you know," whispered Ni, "I wonder if it's in our DNA..." James didn't want to pull away long enough to respond, but his tail twitched happily as he realized the answer. For him, anyway, he was giving this his all because this was more than just another guy, this was Nigel, his twin, the man he felt closer to than anyone else on Earth, and he'd have bent over backwards making sure that the arrow-marked otter enjoyed this just as much as he'd enjoyed the reverse situation... Though he had to admit, after all those mutual handjobs, he'd had a pretty good idea of where Nigel's most sensitive spots were from the get-go.

James squeezed and massaged his brother's testicles as he kept it up long enough for the ignored DVD to switch to another location, a trendy downtown loft in the middle of a city somewhere. A leopard slapped the ass of a stocky, muscular Yorkshire terrier as the latter moved to stand against the window, where anyone might be able to see them as they coupled, but the Ellison twins were more focused on the fact that Nigel was approaching an orgasm of his own, squirming and writhing on the couch, panting hard as he fought the pleasure with everything he had. "Oh shit, I - I'm so close, James..." he whimpered, somewhat unnecessarily, "Do you - are you gonna..." He gasped, interrupting himself, but before he could resume struggling for the words, James snickered through his nostrils and raised a thumbs-up of his own. Grinning sheepishly, Nigel nodded gratefully and closed his eyes, evidently letting the pleasure win. As Nigel moaned and grunted with orgasmic bliss, James pulled back until only the tip of his brother's throbbing dick was still in his mouth, a move he'd read about online, and started jerking his hand along the shaft even as it began to twitch and spasm, sending hot sperm jetting into James' muzzle. As the first gooey drops fell against his tongue, James shuddered with taboo pleasure, feeling his own flaccid cock pulse and leak some leftover come onto the couch. Like his brother before him, James couldn't help but moan around his mouthful. He just couldn't get over the fact that it was Nigel, his twin, the most important man in his life, who was emptying his balls into his eager mouth, and that, combined with finally getting to properly sample the flavour of his brother's cream, made James' head swim with arousal. Nigel had gathered all of Jim's semen into his mouth before swallowing it in one go after he'd finished coming, but James gulped the warm seed down greedily, wanting to 'milk' his brother of as much of the flavourful liquid as he could.

When Nigel finally joined his brother in being contentedly spent, James sat up and grinned, self-consciously checking to make sure none of his twin's jism had spilled out into his fur. As he swallowed the last of it, savouring the after-taste and the sticky sensation coating the inside of his mouth, he sighed happily. "Wow, Ni, you taste way better than me," the satisfied male said, blushing, "Okay, maybe I'm just thinking that because it's you and you're special, but fuck it, I finally got to suck your dick, so I'm okay with being biased." Nigel grinned like he was about to say something cheeky, but fell silent with surprise as James suddenly moved forward and lay down next to him, cuddling up against his side. Only after he was in position did James notice the look of shock on his brother's face, and he bit his lip. "Uhh, s-sorry," Jim murmured, "if this isn't cool with you, I'll..." Nigel shook his head and interrupted him. "No, no it's totally okay," Nigel replied, "You just caught me off-guard is all... Wow, you're really warm." James snickered and nuzzled against his brother. "Thank you, Ni," he said, earnestly, "You're pretty hot yourself." As Nigel laughed charmingly, James unconsciously leaned forward, then realized he'd been about to kiss his brother. Nigel didn't notice, as he'd been glancing towards the TV. "Damn, is this thing still going?" he asked, incredulously, "How many guys did they get for this stupid movie?" Blushing, trying to ignore what had just happened, James cleared his throat and lay back down next to Nigel. "To be fair, I don't think it'd be very hard to find a lot of guys willing to bottom for studly felines, dude," he replied, smiling. As the twins chuckled together, James boldly pushed an arm underneath Nigel's back, wrapping him up in an embrace, and he had to bite his tongue to keep from whimpering happily as Nigel hugged him back. "Let's just, uh, stay here for a bit," James suggested, "That took a lot out of me." Nigel winked at him as he answered. "I know," he said, playfully, "I was worried I might choke." And so, after a bit of giggling, the Ellisons lay there, cuddling in the nude, totally comfortable with each other as they settled in for a good nap, oblivious to the porno playing out its group sex ending behind them.