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Dante shifted in the seat and adjusted his swollen crotch, before grabbing the mouse and clicking around the PC. Damn, he shouldn't have rubbed that close to Calvin during the horseplay; what if he'd felt his erection? He sniffed, catching a scent in the air that he recognised immediately: zebra-stallion pre. The afterthought of his brother's masturbation hung in the bedroom air as a smug reminder of what he'd just been doing in this chair. Dante sniffed again, and adjusted his crotch some more. Calvin smelled so good.

He loved teasing Calvin, and it had been extra-nice doing it while getting a chance to check out his body. His little bro sure had filled out in the last few months; labouring had emphasised the muscles he'd had before, and added a bunch more besides. There was no doubt: Calvin was a stud now. And as long as he didn't find out that his big brother also thought he was super fuckable, Dante would keep on watching him fill out, and fap over it in the shower. He fully intended to keep his dirty little secret just that: a secret. It was already tiresome dealing with the jokes about them at work, and if word got out that he actually did like guys -- or worse, liked his own brother -- it would get much more unpleasant, really fast.

Most of all, he just didn't want his brother to feel weird around him. They got along well -- always had -- and he didn't want to be the one to ruin that. He'd keep his weird fetish to himself and keep on fucking guys on Grindr who somehow always tended to look like Calvin. Sometimes it was their eyes, soft and blue. Other times it was their ass, perky and smooth. Whatever it was, it was damn near pathological.

He poked around the computer's drive a litte, looking for anything interesting. He wondered what sort of stuff his bro was into. Dante bet he was into kinky shit; he'd been super hard when he walked in. The browser history seemed typical: some cam sites, Netflix, random Google searches. Nothing there. No interesting folders, either. Oh...what was this? A single video file in the drive root. 13-03-2018. Today's date. Hmm. It was only 7:30am, and Calvin already had a video of something?

Dante clicked.

At first, he wasn't sure what he was seeing. The video was dark. Then, he heard his brother's quiet voice.

"Sleeping tight, sexy?"

Oh shit! His brother made porn? That was unexpected, but Dante was delighted. He could leer at his brother without risking any questions. He wondered who the other fur was. Some lucky mare...a friend, perhaps? A loud belly slap sounded from the clip, and he grinned, imagining the dark zebra cock he'd gotten a good view of earlier. Something had him really turned on, for sure. He wondered if he knew who-

"-Leave him alone, it's not summer yet..."

Dante froze. He could not have heard what he thought he had. It couldn't be. He wanted to reach for the mouse, to scrub back and check again, but he couldn't. He couldn't do anything except sit there and gape. This was insane. Did...had...?

The video played on, oblivious to his shock. He watched as his brother crept closer to the -- to his sleeping form, and climbed onto him. Dante was barely breathing now. He slipped his rock-hard cock out of his pants, and listened to Calvin call his name. He watched him rocking back and forth, and whinnied at the whispered words of love, lust and submission. His hands slid up and down his length, shaking a little with excitement. He couldn't believe it. Calvin was gay, and liked him. Loved him. Really loved him, if the video was anything to go by.

The video climaxed, and Dante sat for a few moments, penis in hand, dripping copiously. Excitement, anxiety and lust all warred in his mind. He wasn't sure what to do next; he obviously needed to let Calvin know, but how?

He got up and walked out into the hallway. The shower was still running; he hadn't even checked how long the video had been. A smirk spread over his face. He walked towards the bathroom, shucking out of his pants as he went. Shirt and underwear followed. By the time he slipped in through the bathroom door, he was nude.

His brother was singing lustily and out of tune as he scrubbed away. Steam filled the room and made it easy to get right up to the shower door unobserved. Dante paused for only a moment as he reached for the handle. An image of his brother rocking on top of him, crooning to him, calling him master...sir...his cock throbbed.

As he pulled the door open, steam came billowing out, and his brother's head turned in confusion. Dante smiled at him. "Hey bro. I saw your video. You're right -- I didn't have time for a shower yesterday. Can I join you now?"

Calvin's body jerked, the soap slipping from his hand. He whirled around, gawking numbly at Dante. He tried to say something, but no words came out. The poor kid looked terrified. Dante quickly stepped forward, shutting the shower door again.

"No, no, it's alright, Cal. Don't worry. I... I feel the same way." He looked pointedly down at his naked form, and the cock that jutted out from it like an onyx spur. Calvin's eyes followed. When he looked back up, his eyes were wide, and he was breathing heavily.

"Dante...do you..."

Dante nodded and stepped up close to Calvin. He could feel the heat radiating off his brother's body, and his cock knocked against Calvin's. He was just as hard as Dante; he must have been erect already. Dante grinned. "Do I feel the same? Oh yeah, Cal, I really do." He swung his hips, slapping their hard members together. "Were you thinking about me now? About fucking me earlier? Oh, I hope so..."

Calvin blushed deeply, the bloom oddly patterned on his striped face. He lowered his head a little in embarrassment, but Dante gently raised it with a finger, before pressing his lips to his brother's. There was only a moment of resistance, before it melted away into delicious softness. Calvin opened his mouth to his brother, and their tongues met. Dante closed his eyes, savouring the feeling of kissing his handsome sibling. He reached out with a hand, sliding it slowly around Calvin's side, and then pulling him in closer with a jerk.

Calvin broke the kiss, gasping. Dante opened his eyes and met his brother's; his pupils were huge. He stared at Dante with amazement, and he could only manage a whisper.

"Dante...oh fuck...is...is this real?"

Dante nodded. "Definitely." He kissed him again. "So real. As real as this." He reached down to grip Calvin's dick, making him groan. "You're beautiful, Calvin. I just never imagined you...we felt the same." He slid his hand lower, letting one of his brother's balls rest on the palm of his hand. The heat of the shower had them hanging extra low, and he gently rolled it back and forth. "And that was a fucking hot video. I just wish I'd woken up to join in."

Calvin chuckled throatily, half-distracted by the feeling of his testicles being played with. "Fuck, Dante, if I'd known, you better believe I'd have woken you up." He bit his lip a little, looking over his brother's muscular frame. "How long have you...you know..."

"Hmm..." Dante affected a deep musing as he played with his brother's nuts. He didn't really need to even think about it; the moment was burned into his memory. "You remember that time we went to the lake house over summer break? You went skinny dipping the one night, when I was asleep." He let the testicle drop, and slid his hand up his brother's shaft again. "I wasn't asleep. I watched through the window, and when you got out of the water, you were hard, and...." He flicked his brother's wet mane, then leaned in to lick the nape of his neck. He was clean, and warm. He spoke more softly now, close to his brother's ear. "I jerked off to that for the rest of the holiday. But I was scared, so I tried to make the feelings go away. They never did."

Calvin shuddered at his brother's words. He tilted his head to rest it on Dante's. "I wanted to tell you so many times...I was scared, too. I don't want to lose you, Dante."

"I know. People won't understand, Cal. But they don't matter, alright? All that matters is you and me. We've got each other now, and I'm not going anywhere. Are you?" He tilted his head at Calvin, who shook his head strongly.

"No! No... this is...this is just where I always wanted to be." He sighed happily. Then, the corner of his mouth tweaked upward, and he looked down at Dante's hefty member. "I mean...there's one better place I'd like to be right now..."

Dante grinned and grabbed his cock, slapping it against Calvin's. "Don't let me stop you." He watched as his brother lowered himself until he was looking at the fat, midnight-dark pole at eye level. Calvin licked his lips, looking up at his brother for a second with a smile, before opening his mouth and taking the first few inches into it. Dante groaned, leaning back against the cold glass of the shower. He rested his hand on Calvin's head as his brother bobbed up and down on his cock. "Ah, fuck, Calvin...I've wanted this for so long..."

Calvin was prevented from responding by the sheer thickness of the penis filling his mouth, but he reached a hand around to grip a glute and squeezed in silent agreement. He attended to the dick with practised moves; this was clearly not his first blowjob. Dante closed his eyes and lifted his face, letting the hot water stream down his body while Calvin suckled on him. It felt fucking incredible. Calvin's tongue slipped around the rim of his flare, caressing the sensitive flesh, and eagerly scooping up every squirt of precum. Dante was a dripper, and Calvin's soft moans of delight and frequent swallows made it clear he appreciated that tremendously.

Dante thought back to the video he'd watched, and the things Calvin had said in it. He licked his lips, gripping Calvin's head more tightly. His brother paused, unsure what that meant.

"No, Calvin, don't stop. It's fine." What had he called him back then? "Calvin, I...I want to be your alpha. I think." He waved his brother down as Calvin pulled off his cock, gasping for air, his face full of excitement and eagerness. "Heh, woa, woa. I just..."

"What? Just say it, I'll do it for you. I want to!"

Dante looked down at his animated brother. "Well, I don't want to hurt you." He gestured at his cock and shrugged.

Calvin scoffed, getting a mouthful of water as he did and spitting it out. "Hurt me? I've been taking bigger dicks than that since...well..." He actually blushed a little, and Dante snorted in amusement.

"Bigger than me? I mean, I don't want to sound like an asshole, but...I'm pretty fucking hung."

Calvin licked his lips. "Oh yes, yes you are. And that's what I want. So please, be my Alpha, Dante. I want to be fucked by you. I want my big, strong, beautiful, hung brother to fuck me with that massive dick!" His voice was laced with need, and desire. Dante laughed and tugged him to his feet, kissing him gently.

"Well, in that case, I guess I need to know what your Alpha is like, first. So: yes or no questions. Just nod. Is he...rough?" he asked. Calvin nodded. "Does he fill you like you filled his ass last night?" An embarrassed nod. "Does he make you his bitch?" An emphatic nod. Dante smiled, and reached for the bottle of conditioner. He squirted out a good helping into his hand, smearing it all over his cock. "Turn around then, bitch."

Calvin giggled and turned around, his soaking tail swishing around. He put his hands up on the wall, just below the shower head. Water cascaded down his back, funnelled down by the muscles and streaming through his crack and tail. Dante turned the shower head to spray more to the side, and slid a finger up his brother's cleft, stopping at the doughnut and circling it gently. "You're the reason I wake up soaked in cum so often, aren't you, Calvin?" he murmured absently. "I thought I was having amazing dreams that I never remembered. I should charge you for all the laundry bills..." He squirted some more conditioner out, smearing it liberally all over his brother's hole. One finger slipped in to lube it up inside, and Calvin's hands balled into fists against the wall as he did so. Dante chuckled.

"Oh, you like that, huh? Does the bitch enjoy ass-play?" Calvin nodded emphatically again. Dante swirled his finger around, then added a second, to a moan of joy from his brother. "You sure took my ass for a ride last night, Calvin. It's only fair that I repay the favour, don't you think?"

"Yes...yes..." Calvin said softly. "It's yours, Dante. It always was. I'm your bitch, and you're my Master, my Alpha, and you have to take me! Show me how much you love me." His head turned, and he gave his brother a smouldering look. "Show me with that thick fucking zebra cock of yours...brother."

Dante's penis swung up and slapped against his belly. He growled as he thrust a third finger inside, rubbing along his tight walls and making his slutty brother moan again. "I hope you're ready for it, Calvin," Dante said.

Dante grabbed the base of his dick, and slapped the flare against his brother's ass, smearing it with makeshift lube. His own hand barely surrounded his thick shaft where it met his sheath. He'd been proud of his thickness when it first developed, but none of the few guys he'd been with had been able to get close to taking all of it. One of them, a lion, had even refused to see him again. You're just too fucking thick, you rip me open. He'd felt bad about that, and it had put a real dent in his self-esteem. It wasn't his fault that he was well-hung even for an equine. So much for big-dicked guys getting laid all the time.

Calvin didn't care. If anything, Dante's endowment just seemed to excite his brother more, which in turn excited Dante. But for all that Calvin was begging him to be rough, Dante was still cautious. He didn't want to hurt his brother just because his eyes were bigger than his asshole. So, when he lined the blunt head up against the winking, slimy pucker, he suppressed his desire to immediately pound all twenty-nine inches straight into him, instead pushing until the flare was swallowed up with a fleshy schlorp. Calvin gave a breathy haaaaaaa and Dante felt his ass muscles tighten around him. It felt incredible; he realised instantly how much he'd missed fucking an ass.

"That feel good, Cal?" he asked. The other zebra nodded, then murmured something that Dante didn't catch. "What's that?"

"I said -- I don't remember asking for just the opening act. Where's the meat of this show, Dante?" As he spoke, he pushed backwards with his hips, sliding several more inches of his brother's obsidian cock inside him. Dante saw stars for a moment as his flare was squeezed and titillated, and his legs wobbled. He threw a hand around his brother's body for support and took a few deep breaths. The hot steam in the shower was making him feel a little lightheaded now -- or maybe it was the feeling of half his dick, buried inside his tight little brother. "Shit, Cal, your ass is something else," he said wonderingly.

Calvin chuckled. "Well, I don't mean to brag, but if you got all the dick genes, I'm pretty sure I got all the ass ones." As a demonstration, he did something that made waves of muscle flex down his passage, rolling along the firm zebra dick like the greatest massage ever. Dante's mouth opened and he gave a loud bray, then another when Calvin pushed back once more and his medial ring popped inside. His hand on the wall slipped down and gripped Calvin's shoulder, while the other held flat against his brother's abs. He leaned his body against Calvin's back, giving a long, low sigh.

Calvin leaned his head back to nuzzle against his brother. "Hey, if this is too much-" he started to say, with a slight tone of concern.

Dante squeezed his shoulder. "No, Cal. It's amazing. You're just...really good at this." He laughed. "Plus, it's like, I know you so well already, you know. Literally all my life. You're not just some random fuck...you're my little brother. We're close already, ya know? And I get to share this special moment with you on top of that." He nuzzled into his back. "It's perfect. Wonderful. I just want it to be as good for you as for me, okay? Because it's seriously fucking good for me already." And, more than that, he felt...happy. Apparently, it had taken being half-buried inside his sibling for him to realise that he'd never really enjoyed any of his other hook-ups.

Calvin grinned cockily. "Ass muscles, one, big fat zebra dick, zero." Then his grin softened. "But I get you. Trust me, this is what I want. I love you." He gently stroked the side of Dante's face, then smirked. "So - get to work, Alpha bro. Fuck your bitch. Give him your cum. Alllll of it. He can take it; he's a pro at getting rammed full of equine dick." His tongue waggled out of his mouth.

Dante stuffed his nose against Calvin's ear, and licked it. "No more playing around, then, bitch," he said huskily. As Calvin squealed with delight, Dante grunted and pushed the rest of his cock into him. The pressure against his flesh swelled as the thicker part of his cock slide inside, and he huffed. Finally, incredibly, he felt Calvin's cheeks pressing against him, and he was in. All of him. He paused, rocking back gently and feeling his brother mirror his movements. They hung there for a moment, as if melded together, and then Dante began to withdraw. He felt Calvin's ass grip at him needily as its invader slid backward, and he only went as far as the medial before pushing back in. Calvin groaned and slapped a hand down, onto Dante's thigh. "I need you, Dante...you're so thick, so big. Oh, it's just like I dreamed..." He tugged his brother forward.

Calvin's words spun through the storm of lust in Dante's mind like a thunderbolt. He closed his eyes, focusing on the feelings in his dick, and slid back in, slightly faster. His voluminous precum was doing a great job of slicking up the passage, and it was easier than before. He pulled out once more, and bucked in. He sped up. The wet sounds of flesh penetrating flesh became louder, the soft squelching its own special reward. Calvin began to whimper and whisper on every thrust.

"Dante...fuck...aaaah...yes...harder...harder...HARDER!"

Dante brayed and put both hands up on the wall, letting his hips swing and fuck into his tight, sexy brother with abandon. It felt so good to be able to just let go and give someone his full length; someone that had specifically wanted it. Someone who had always been special to him, ever since they were born. He pulled out as far as he could, leaving only his fat flare inside, and rammed back in. Calvin cried out, his voice like music to Dante's ears. Again, he did it, and again. Calvin's voice got higher, and higher, and Dante knew what was approaching. He wrapped his arms around his brother's chest, feeling the motion of one of his hands, rapidly masturbating. "Let me," he whispered, wrapping a hand around Calvin's. He gently moved it aside. Calvin's breath was fast and shallow, and in the hot air of the shower, he probably felt as lightheaded now as Dante had earlier.

"Quick...please...close...no stop..." Calvin could barely string a sentence together, but he managed a happy groan as Dante gripped his cock and slid his hand up and down. The groan went on, his pitch bouncing a little with each slower, deeper thrust of zebra cock into him, but always up, up, up...

"Ahhhhhh fuuuuck Dante fuuuuuck hnnnnnn...!"

Dante wrapped both hands around his brother's flare quickly, feeling it grow, the firm yet spongy flesh filling with blood. The fingers of one hand rubbed expertly along the underside of the crown, while the other wrapped around the entire flare and squeezed. It was the last push Calvin needed; he cried out in final exultation, and his orgasm erupted. The cum sprayed out explosively, splattering onto the wall and squirting between his brother's fingers as he moaned along with Calvin as his ass mirrored his throbbing cock. A zebra's volume of semen streamed through Dante's hand, and he rubbed his palm against the flare, loving the slick, slimy feel of his brother's jizz, even as the urethra gaped and spurted more. For endless seconds, Calvin's body emptied itself over the shower, Dante, and himself, before completing with a shuddering intake of breath. His body went limp.

Dante held him tight. The two wet, sticky equines clasped one another in the hush of the shower for a while. The bigger equine's hands gently rubbed along his brother's penis as it softened and slipped back inside Calvin's sheath. Eventually, Calvin raised his head, giving Dante a peck on the cheek from the side.

"Nice fuck, bro." They grinned at one another, before Dante pulled his still-hard dick out and pushed the shower head back to rain down on them again. He started scrubbing his body clean of the cum. Calvin looked down at his brother's weighty erection. "Didn't you cum?"

Dante shook his head. "I already did - a couple hours ago." He arched an eyebrow at Calvin, who blushed.

"Oh, right." He twirled a finger around Dante's nipple, then said casually, "About that...I, um, didn't only film us for me."

Dante paused in his scrubbing. "What do you mean?"

"I kinda...upload it. Them. To a site. And people pay. To watch."

Dante just looked at him. "You charge people to watch you fucking me in my sleep?"

"Yyyyyyeah." He rubbed his upper arm nervously. "I'll stop now, obviously. I'm sorry, it's just I was already doing it, and people liked it, and... I mean it's good money..."

"It's fucking hot, don't you dare stop."

Calvin's ears pricked up, and his mouth opened in surprise. "You...like it?"

"Fuck yeah. Lots of people watch them?"

"Yeah! Oh sure, like...two thousand regulars?"

"Fucking A man! I'm a porn star!"

Calvin looked at him, then burst out laughing. "Yeah, I guess you are." He hugged Dante close, and kissed him again. "You're amazing, Dante. This is the best day ever."

Dante smiled and hugged him back. "Sure is, Cal. Day's not over yet, though." He looked into his brother's warm, happy eyes. "Wanna make another vid?"