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Zayra could feel the heat between her legs burning with want and need. The giant log of flesh in her paws was warm, smooth, and hard. 'It's huge... He didn't look this big in the bathroom. God how has he not impaled some chick on this thing?! It doesn't even look like it would fit!' Her tongue fell from her teeth as more pre dripped to her shirt, already soaking her paws.

Her ear twitched as he breathed raggedly, squeezing from the top of the knot to the tip, "L-like this?"

His flesh throbbed like it was a living creature, pulsing and twitching as he moaned, "Fuck yes sis... D-don't stop Zayra." His hips shifted toward her hand, one paw holding hers steady. He let out a moan, turning his head to her cheek. His breath hot on her fur, tongue licking her lightly.

She turned her head, tongue itching to meet his as she found his lips. Her hips ground up into his jeans, moaning into the kiss as he pulled away and tenderly bit her lip. "Zay... s-slow down..."

"I c-can't.. Fuck Zayra I'm gonna cum," he panted. His paws dropping to slip under her shirt and lift it, groaning as his cock pressed to her belly fur. "Faster Zayra. Faster..."

Her arms started to burn, feeling him thrust into her paws, panting into each others mouths. 'He's really into this... I must be doing really well.'

His chest pressed against her breasts, faint whimpering coming from him, "Oh fuck... God it feels so good." His whimperish whines continued through his pants, paw gripping her arm as she shifted her hands independently.

'They did this in a porno once...' She twisted her paws lightly, stroking along his length. Twisting each paw on it's own as her right thumb brushed over the tip occasionally. She felt the flesh in her paws stiffen, his half humping hips pressing against her.

His nose nuzzled into her neck, groaning weakly with a long whimpery 'fuck'. His flesh throbbing and pulsing, dumping hot fluid onto her upper stomach and shirt. He growled lightly, moaning into her neck. His large hot body shuddering over her.

She rose her paws away, slipping them through the fluid to get from under him and glancing at her paws behind him. A dark blush crossed her face, ears dipping back, 'He... He came!?' Her fingers and paw pads were coated in gooie, warm, white colored fluid that stringed and ran down her hand and arm. It was hard to tell what it smelt like, his thick workout musk still flooding her nose.

He rose slightly, "Fuck sis... I haven't cum that hard in a long time." He let out a happy sigh, arms slipping up under her shirt against her back. "Best sister ever."

She grinned a little, "Heh... Really?"

"Shit yeah," he said standing on his hands, looming over her with a smile.

Their eyes met, and she shied. "Eh, heh..." Her eyes trailing down and her eyes widened, 'Oh my god... It's... everywhere!' Her stomach was puddled with glistening cum, soaking into her fur and was even on her shirt. The fluid drooled down her sides in thick globs to the tree houses floor boards.

His cock lay in the cum, pulsing and weilding a knot the size of both of his fists. His dark grey shirt was wet in the front, clinging to his body from the cum. He smirked and snickered a little, "Oh... Oops..." His body shifted, paws slipping down her back as he slid down. With his nose down he looked up at her. His red eyes gleaming in a darkened hunger and pleasure. Teeth bore in an almost calming but haunting way.

Her heart beat faster, racing as she found herself unable to tear her eyes away as his purple tongue fell from his mouth. As his tongue made the fur of her belly tickle she inhaled sharply. Feeling and watching her stomach drop as she sucked in, but relaxed only a little. 'What is he doing?!'

Zays tongue pressed into the pool of cum on her stomach, lifting over her belly button before he lifted away. His purple tongue coated in glistening cum as it pulled back into his lips and swallowed. "Mmm," he purred and dropped for another lick.

'He... He's eating it?!' Her breath caught a little as his tongue slid up to almost her shirt. Her paws felt cold as the cum on them started to chill. "Z-zay we should um... g-go clean up..."

He rose her right paw, "It'd be a shame to let so much go to waste sis."

Her ears flipped back, "Z-zay I-"

"Shh," he said gently, "Just taste it."

Her hand quivered and she felt him gently push it close to her nose. Her trembling stopping as the thick musky but sweet scent filled her purple nose. 'It does smell pretty good.' With a soft breath she licked her paw pad. Her tongue instantly tingled. It was sweet, like grape candy. A touch of salt was slightly off-putting, but tolerable as she completed the lick and pulled it into her mouth. 'It's really not bad...' Her tongue darted out and she began to lick her paws clean.

With each lick and swallow she felt the world around fade, until it was just him, her, the cum they were licking up, and the surface they lay on. 'Weirdest thing I've ever done, but it is pretty good.' As she finished one paw she felt Zays paw grind on her shorts, legs twitching lightly, "Ahh... Z-zay..."

His tongue was still working at her stomach, paw grinding his fingers on her firmly.

She writhed a little, putting her clean paw on his head, "Oh god Zay..." Her head fell to the floor, hips humping lightly into his paw as she squeaked a cry.

"Thats it sis," he voice was low, breathing against her stomach, "Come for me..."

She groaned, legs extending as she felt her insides twist. She was close, horribly close and put her still cummy paw to his hand, "Z-zay!"

"Shh, can't have mom and dad finding out," he kissed just above her shorts elastic. His strong fingers rubbing in large circles, slowly finding the edge of her shorts. Teasing around it.

Her mouth hung open as her legs squeezed closed around his paw, panting and whimpering as her hips shifted to grind up into him. 'He made me come again... I feel so... hot. Like when I found out how good it felt to rub. Tingly from head to toe, twitching, weak... Loved.' Her paws found his cheeks, looking over at him with a soft smile, breathless and still twitching.

He moved to sit at her side, an arm over her as he leaned toward her, following her face. His nose touching hers gently, "My precious sister... I love you."

Tiredly she smiled brighter, pulling him down to kiss his lips gently, "I love you too."

For a moment neither said anything more, smiling at each other. Gazing into each others eyes, her paws gently stroking his face. His head leaning into her paws happily.

He rose a paw, stroking over her cheek lightly with a thumb, "You've no idea how long I've wanted this..."

Her eyes shifted away and her ears flattened, lifting her shoulders a little, "What? Cumming all over me? Or me jerking you off?"

His paw rubbed the back of his neck, chuckling as he sat up, "Well... yeah, but like... All of it." His nose turned away as the lavender of his ears darkened.

She sat up and pulled her legs in, paws on her ankles, "All of it? Like... the whole dating thing?"

"Y...Yeah," came a whisper from his lips, eyes elsewhere.

'So I was right... He did have serious feelings for me. All the teasing, the kisses, the rubbing... All the worrying about Gerald...' She put a paw on him, "So... Gerald... You were jealous I was dating him?"

A whimper twitched his lip as he looked away from her, tail shifting around over his feet, "Yeah... After I caught you in the bathroom. Getting ready for a shower, and I walked in and you were naked, I... It was all I could think about. Every chance to be close to you after that, I took. And watching Gerald hurt you just made it worse..."

'I can't beleive it... God I'm so stupid sometimes. I was hurting Zay every minute. I thought he was just a worried brother, but he was crushing on me. It should have been obvious.' She crawled across the floor and hugged his back, purring and wrapping her tail around to his to curl them together, "I'm sorry Zay... I didn't know. I should have but I didn't know..."

His paws rose to her arms, "It's okay sis, it's all in the past now... No more Gerald, no more cheating boyfriends or girlfriends, and we'll never have to be apart."

Her nose rubbed into his neck, holding his chest firmly in both paws, feeling the wet cum that was chilling on his chest. "Um... How are we gonna get inside and shower if moms in the bathroom and dads in the living room?"

He groaned and rubbed his head, "I hadn't thought about it... Dads gonna be pissed, and I still need to pick up my room because my shits everywhere. Before they find my porn stash and stuff..."

She cuddled close to his back, stroking his chest gently, "He might be asleep... Maybe we can change and talk mom out of the bathroom?"

With a shrug he sighed, "Might as well." He gently got up and slipped over to the hole of the latter that was nailed to the tree. "Clean up the mess and probably just hide in my room all weekend..."

She followed him down, Marys phone in hand as she put her feet on the ground. They held hands as they walked up the steps, Zay first. Cautiously they stepped into the kitchen, glancing around and sighing at the loud snore of Henry in the living room. Once up in the hall she noticed the bathroom door open. A hand on Zay she walked toward the bathroom.

A heavy sigh left her, a hand on her chest as she turned to Zay, "Moms already out. You better start cleaning on your room. I'll hurry with my shower."

He glanced down the hall, then past her head. His large paws caressing her cheeks and pressing his lips to hers.

Heat fell over her, a heavy weightless feeling, like she was floating. Her paws fell to his chest, gripping his shirt. Purring with her eyes closed her heart lifted, 'God I want so much. This feels amazing. A great end to a shit start.'

He pulled away, tapping a knuckle under her chin, "Take a shower."

With a purr she went to her room and grabbed clean clothes, standing under the water with a flutter in her chest. Her paws petting over her stomach where she knew he'd cum on her. 'He came a lot too. I've never seen that much before, not even in porn. And it was pretty tasty.' She smacked her lips lightly, swallowing hard, 'Granted I kinda feel like there's a marshmallow in my throat...'

Once she rinsed the soap out of her fur she got out, drying herself off and dressing in a blank tank top with grey shorty shorts. Wrapping her cum soiled clothes in the towel as she stepped out. Passing Zays room she saw him on the floor. She paused, watching him.

He was placing things in a box, sitting on the floor as he cleaned. Clothes piled on his bed, nightstand still toppled over with his keys on the ground. His long ears back, and tail at his side. With a sigh he picked up the few cases of porn, popping them open to check each disc before placing it back in it's box.

She walked into her room, 'Dads been really rough with him lately... First the jerking off, then the grounding... Now this... Zay needs a vacation... Or maybe dad does. That would be easier.' She put the clothing and towel in the hamper and turned, looking back across her room into Zays as he still cleaned.

Sitting between his feet, ears flat. He let out a heavy sigh, head drooping low. His ears lifting lightly and turning, looking up at her as his ears rose.

She found herself walking into his room, stepping past him to his dresser and digging around. She pulled out a pair of clean boxers and some dark grey gym shorts, returning to him and offering them, "Go take a shower. You'll feel better after..."

From the floor his red eyes looked at the clothes in her hands, then up at her face. Hesitation crossing over him before he sighed and took them, gently standing, "Okay sis..."

She made sure he made it to the bathroom before sighing and turning to his room. 'Lets see...' She stood up his nightstand, pushing the drawers back in and started to pick up the odds and ends. Spare keys, a padlock, a small flashlight, a bottle of cologne. Then she started scooping up papers, putting them in a big stack on his desk, and setting up the chair again. Once it was pushed in she gathered the two tossed drawers and fit them back into the desk.

She used a box to pick up the odd and end office supplies he had, gathering it and placing it on the desk as well. Then she scooped up his box with the DVDs and his fleshlight, looking around for anything else that looked like dad would freak out about. Finding nothing she placed it in his closet on his harness box.

Picking up odd items, she ran across a rather heavy black bag. It wasn't super big, about a foot in length, and as wide as a book. She opened it, looking at the cloth slots with long metal rods of varying widths. 'Wonder what these are...' She put her hand on them gently, looking at the pockets that had longer rubber versions that were coiled up neatly.

Zay walked in, huffing and shutting his door. Rubbing the back of his neck as he tossed his clothes on the bed. "You don't have to clean my room Zee."

She looked up, blushing a little, "I don't mind... My room smells like alcohol from the whisky he was drinking last night." Her eyes rose as he approached her, pushing the container of bars closed.

"What'd yah find," he asked with a soft smirk. Kneeling down beside her before sitting on his rump and crossing his legs.

She reopened the bag and shrugged, "Dunno. They're just metal rods..."

"Hey you found 'em," he exclaimed happily, taking them into his paws. "I knew I had em, but couldn't find em in my closet when mom 'cleaned' my room last year."

She sat and turned toward him, watching as he ran a thumb down one to the slightly curved and ribbed end. The top had a large single hoop.

"This one's my favorite... Once I got it, I pretty much quit using the others. Bet I'm too out of practice to take it right off." A smile pulled at his lips, eyes reflecting each metal bar of the case.

"What are they," she asked lightly. "How do you use em?"

"Uh..." His ears dropped back as his eyes rose to look at her. A blush crossing his face, "They're er... s... sounding rods..."

Her head tilted, "They don't look like they'd be good for sound..."

He snickered, "No Zayra, they aren't for sound. They're for sounding... Like stuffing." He pulled it up his lap a bit, "Urethra stuffing..."

Her ears perked and blushed, dropping her ears quickly, "You shove em... There," she exclaimed in a whisper.

His head bobbed, "Yeup... It feels weird at first but its pretty enjoyable. Gotta work up to that point though." He closed the case and stood, tucking it beside his nightstand.

They were just about finished when a voice made them jump.

"Zay honey," Mary asked gently. Stepping into the room in a robe. "Can we talk?"

Zayra flattened her ears, looking between them. 'Uh... Wonder if I should go to my room... What if she caught a smell? Does she think we had sex? What if this is about the alcohol?!'

"Sure, what's up mom," he asked. As if nothing could possibly be wrong.

Mary stepped up to his shirtless body and hugged him, pulling him close and cuddling him lightly, "I'm sorry your father's been an ass lately. Works really been stressing him out. He's got a big list of clients, and the businesses finances are finding old screwy paperwork...." She let out a sigh, "The alcohol he found though..."

Zay pulled away a bit, "Its what dad had. He spilt it on Zayras carpet. Then I took it away from him."

"The welt on his head?"

Zay grinned a little sheepishly, shrugging his shoulders, "He was drunk... And I was tired and frustrated, and he kinda started grinding on Zayra so...." He put his paws up, looking down at his just over five foot tall mother. "I kinda hit him..."

Mary turned to Zayra, "He did what?"

'Oh no, I dunno I was just...' She let out a whimper, "Y-yeah... Zay tried to keep him away, he stood between us, but dad was so drunk he yanked on me and... I guess? I dunno...." Her head lowered, face hot as all attention fell to her. "Dad hugged me from behind and Zay hit him. Then Zay dragged him to the bedroom..."

Mary let out a sigh again, putting a hand on her head, "Typical Henry, I knew I should have told Stacy to let us crash at her place. I'm sorry you kids had to deal with your father..."

The two shrugged gently, Zay speaking first, "It's not your fault mom... Even if my suit ended up on the lawn..."

She perked her ears, "Your suit is where?"

"I think its still on the front step. Zayra called me on your phone, I rushed home from practice and it was out front. My room was trashed, Zayra was hiding outside," he said. "Zayra and I just finished cleaning my room, and her room still smells like alcohol."

Mary rubbed her head a little, "Oh boy... I'll handle it..." She looked up at him, "Do me a favor and go talk to your father, without raising your voice with him...?"

Zay groaned a little, slumping as he dropped his arms, pouting as his ears dropped back. Frowning and knitting his brow, "Do I have to?"

Mary rose a brow, "Zay... You hit him..."

"But-"

"No 'but's mister," she interrupted. "Go on. Maybe he'll unground you."

"Pish, yeah like I'd get that lucky," he snorted but straightened, "Fine..." He crossed his arms, shifting his weight to one side, "I'll talk to dad..."

Mary sighed a little and stepped back, "I'm going to go make something to eat, I'm starving. Zayra will you come put dishes away so I can wash some after lunch?"