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Brothers, Cam and Jay, a human and an otter respectively, were walking home after dinner out with their dates, Jordan and Kris, a mouse and another otter.

"So, you two, tell us about your family!" Kris asked in what was meant to be an attempt at casual conversation, but the two brothers saw through as an attempt to determine lineage.

Jay's stomach growled where it peeked from under his button-down shirt. He chuckled and idly patted the squishy dome. "Our family, huh?"

"Y-you sound like you're still hungry..." The mouse ventured, looking over to Jay. "You barely touched your food at dinner..." He fidgeted with his fingers, one self-consciously tracing the nick taken out of one of his ears.

"Nah, it's okay, we had a big lunch, and we're saving room for dessert at home." Cam cooed to the far shorter male he was walking close behind, running his fingers along the mouse's side, and then scooped up under the shirt to get at the warm grey fur, nearly goldenrod, and get a good handful of the rodent's squishy midsection.

Jordan squeaked, blushing deeply, one arm wrapping around the human's, but he didn't pull that hand away, bashfully looking up.

The more diminutive otter tapped his fingers of one hand against the webbing on his other hand, then switched, "You didn't answer my question at all..."

Cam looked up from the mouse in his grasp, but not halting in his finger-assault of the soft plush tum his hand had found as he spoke. "Well, dad's an Arcanine, and my mom's the marble bust from the Vaporwave album covers."

Kris rolled his eyes, putting his hands behind his head and squishing his arms against the sides of his head for a moment, before spreading his elbows out again, swaying his thick rudder. "Oh c'mon, just wanna know..."

Jay idly licked his lips while looking down at the skinnier otter in front of him, his webbed paw reaching to scoop Kris' tail into his grasp, before bringing the tip up to give a playful lick, his eyes fixed on Cam's own. "Tell you what, we'll let you know after dessert."

Jordan wrung his hands around his own tail slightly as the human's hands had pushed his shirt away from his soft middle for better access, both sets of fingers kneading and squeezing gently, appraisingly, as he walked along. He cleared his throat, before timidly murmuring. "D-dessert's sex, right?"

Cam laughed and scooped the mouse fully into his arms, giving his undamaged ear a playful lick from the base of the dish over to the small golden ring towards the tip. "Don't worry, sex is on the menu~"

Kris grinned broadly while his murine friend blushed up a storm, being adjusted into a bridal carry by the larger human. "Oh good, an hour in the bathroom before the date won't have gone to waste."

"D-don't be gross!" Jordan squeaked.

Kris grinned back at the mouse as they turned the corner up towards the stoop of a house. "What? It's the opposite of gross. It's cleeeeeean."

Jay chuckled, fishing out his keys, sliding around the smaller otter with a trailing slide of his rudder along his form as he moved forward to the front of the group to unlock the door. Pressing it open he held the door, standing alongside it in the entryway, letting his brother carry the mouse in freely.

Cam hummed casually, making sure to not let any part of the mouse bump into the doorframe, and without even considering the couch in the living room starting up the stairs towards the bedroom.

The skinny otter eagerly bounded into the house, starting up the stairs after.

Jay casually closed the door and locked it, the bolt having a keyhole on the inside as well as the outside, before heading to stow the key away where it was normally hidden.

Jordan squeaked bashfully as the human gently laid him down onto the big bed upstairs. He looked up at his date, smiling through his deep blush, still fiddling with his tail.

The smoothskin licked his lips idly, reaching down to start undoing his shirt from the bottom up, revealing his shaved curve of a tum first, leading up to his toned chest, before the fabric was pulled away entirely.

Kris eagerly started stripping as well, bouncing on his paws as he undid the buttons holding the tail-sleeve around the base of his rudder and slipped the shorts away. He started to work on peeling off his too taut top, getting his view of the rest of the room blocked by the fabric wrapped around his head and arms as he squirmed out of the constrained garment.

Unbeknownst to Kris, Jay had arrived and already discarded his shirt on the way up the stairs. He sneakily came up behind the slighter otter, crouched low to the ground with his rudder swaying playfully behind him. Carefully positioning himself, he stood up, shoulder pressing right against the base of the unaware lutrine's tail, and thus sending him off-balance.

Cam slipped out of his slacks casually, smirking at the antics of his brother. His attention, however, was mostly kept to tending to the soft mouse in front of him, starting to work his shorts off as well.

The golden-furred rodent let go of his tail in surprise, but quickly started to work his shirt off as he felt his shorts being dragged over his wide hips. The mouse was exposed fully on the bed within moments, his breathing growing shallow from his arousal.

Next to him on the bed, Kris' upper body came crashing down from Jay's playful levering, oofing muffledly within his head and arms' cocoon of fabric. He squirmed around and managed to work his shirt up and fully off, tossing them aside with a huff. He turned his head to look back over his shoulder, but he could just see the heftier otter's dirty-blond hair and one ear around the curve of his own butt and rudder. The reason became clear a moment later, when he felt the whiskery muzzle at the cleft between his cheeks.

Jay hummed to himself, using his webbed paws to spread the cheeks of the thoroughly caught lutra, taking a sniff, and smelling only the clean musk of a recently washed body, pheromones re-populating after having been washed away. Nodding firmly to himself, he stuffed his muzzle right up under the thick rudder and ground his tongue against the ring he found there.

The human smiled warmly to the mouse once he and Jordan were fully stripped down. Through some level of sleight of hand he revealed a wrapped condom to the rodent, carefully opening it without breaking eye contact. Cam slipped up onto the bed on his knees, straddling over his partner and winked, before starting to deliberately rock his hips as he worked the latex down over his shaft.

Jordan's eyes focused on the show he'd been granted a very intimate front row seat to, his blush starting to fade as his shyness gave way to arousal. The goldenrod mouse was soon fully erect, licking his lips at the heavy shaft being teased in front of him.

Kris hadn't noticed either of the other two's movements as of yet, primarily concerned with the skilled tongue working at the sensitive flesh of his entrance and the inner lining just inside. He could feel Jay's blunt muzzle grinding at his ring and keeping it stretched and pliable with the slick, dexterous tongue's delving.

The heavier otter chirped contentedly as he continued to make his fellow lutra writhe and groan with careful prodding and grinding of his maw muscle. After a few more moments of this, however, he reached an arm forward and pressed his palm against the sleeker otter, webbed digits splayed, and hefted with a grunt, his other hand still gripping one of Kris' hips. With surprising grace Jay got the moaning face of his partner up and away from the bedding, a good deal of his weight actually supported by the teasing muzzle.

Cam finished pressing his condom into place over his arousal and smoothly stood up from his kneel over the mouse, back onto the floor beside the bed, before reaching down and deftly turning the mouse both onto his front and to be aligned across the bed instead of along it, putting his head under Jay's own throbbing erection.

But too soon for him to get used to this new position, Jordan felt the human's hands starting to scoop just under the curve of his pudgy middle, above the pelvis, to draw his hips up. Realizing what was coming, the mouse flagged his tail up and away from his rump, getting it out of the way from what was to come next.

Jay hummed casually, seeming not to strain at all at the weight of his partner. In fact, he was carrying him as he edged his way around the corner of the bed, until he was across from Cam. His own arousal hung pulsing just above the mouse's face, as the thinner, squirming otter was held over Jordan entirely.

Cam licked his lips idly as he spread the cleft of the mouse's ass, exposing the puckered bare flesh to get a squirt from the bottle of lube he'd produced. "Can't be too careful~" The human cooed affectionately to the murine.

Jordan squirmed in place at the surprisingly cool sensation, having expected the warmth of the latex-wrapped head of his partner's shaft. He blushed a bit as he settled back down. "A-ah, yeah... good idea." His eyes crossed a bit as he realized what that ominous shape was just above his head. Swallowing, the mouse peeked back at the human, and received a nod in reply to his unasked question.

Kris panted heavily, feeling like he was getting close to his peak just from the heavier otter's tongue's talented ministrations. His hands quaveringly splayed and reached, trying to find something to hold onto, until the webbed paws slapped onto smooth shoulders. He opened his eyes, slowly focusing and looking at Cam, pleasure still keeping him from thinking straight.

Chirping muffledly into the otter ass his muzzle was buried in, he felt his overwhelmed lay's insides twitch in a tell-tale manner. Deftly Jay removed his tongue and pulled his muzzle back, sighing. "Not quite yet, gotta fill the éclair before you glaze it."

The human snickered at the barely an entendre, before using one hand to cup the back of Kris' head, and the other to line up his wrapped shaft with the newly slickened hole beneath. In unison he pulled the otter into a kiss, and thrust his hips forward, spreading the snug mouse flesh around his shaft. "Mmmmnh."

The rodent in question had propped up his torso a bit more, getting his head up high enough for him to start licking at the heavier otter shaft that had been offered up to him. Jordan saw the rod twitch at the contact and squeaked, opening up and easing his muzzle forward. However, the sudden intrusion under his tail pressed his head forward faster, and he glrked in surprise, pulling his head back momentarily to try again.

Jay had other plans, however, leaning back a bit to give himself room to peek down between Kris' legs that he was holding, and naughtily using the same motion to thrust his hips forward. "Now just you sit tight there and let us take care of you." He raised his head back up, tracing his tongue over his lips as he looked upon the undertail of the lutra his webbed hands were framing at the hips now. He grinned, and pressed forward with his hands while starting to properly thrust into the mouse's muzzle.

Confused by the pressure on his cheeks, the smaller otter tried to break the kiss to ask what was going on, but he found he couldn't. A moment later, Kris no longer felt lips on his own, and his eyes widened. His vision was filled with the human's upper lip and nose, and if he looked straight up he could see Cam's eyes lidded, in a haze of bliss.

Said human danced his tongue which was so formerly tangoing with the other maw muscle along the underjaw and throat of his brother's playmate turned meal. Cam groaned muffledly around the otter's muzzle, before impossibly spreading his jaws even wider, sending Kris into darkness. He continued to thrust into the mouse below with practiced care, lifting one hand from his hip to grasp one of the otter's wrists and gently bring it up from the human's shoulder to the lutra's side, where his brother could hold it in place for him.

Jordan was oblivious to this all happening, eagerly slurping along the otter rod filling his muzzle and stretching his throat each time the heavy otter hilted into his mouth. He did his best to bear down on the human's wrapped shaft as well, wanting to please both brothers as they double teamed him. The mouse could hear something muffled, but he wasn't sure what it was, the moaning of the human behind him drowning it out enough that he couldn't quite place it. It fell out of his mind as a particularly strong thrust from behind sent a jolt of pleasure through him, and his naked toes curled tightly on either side of Cam's knees.

Panting heatedly, Jay was surprised at just how proactive his brother's playmate was. He grasped one wrist, then the other provided him of the increasingly devoured otter, and thought perhaps they should have paired up the other way. He was already nearing a climax, and he wasn't getting to have one of his favorite treats; other otters. He smirked and licked over his lips. He still had time to enjoy his brother's meal, and if he timed it right...

Kris was confused, squirming, supported by one brother's shoulders and the other's jaws, then throat as the first powerful swallow worked around his head. His arms were successfully pinned with webbed paws at his wrists, and then the encroaching heat of Cam's mouth working carefully around his shoulders. He was preparing to try to gain some leverage using his rudder to try to pull back, when the familiar sensation of a blunt whiskery muzzle rammed back in under it, the thick, powerful tongue grinding home to the sensitive spot it had been teasing before leaving him hanging.

Cam perked as with a new surge of pressure from his brother on the second otter was accompanied by his meal moaning lustfully down his throat, eyes focusing forward once more. He smirked around the biceps of the lutra filling his jaws and took another swallow, having caught sight of Jay's current position, rimming the skinny ott fervently.

The mouse below continued on his oblivious service, slurping and suckling at one end while flexing and rocking his hips at the other. He noticed Cam seem to grow distracted, and was about to pull free of Jay to ask what was going on, when said otter hilted powerfully in his muzzle and he felt a heated gush burst forth in his throat, warming the way down to his midsection. Moments later, heated ropes splattered down upon him from above, only able to have come from Kris since he could feel the other two available dicks in the room inside him.

Jay pulled his muzzle free of the other otter's ass with a happy sigh, feeling afterglow threatening to take him, just as his brother was easily taking Kris' waist. He rode out his peak in the mouse's throat, admiring the quivering pucker ahead of him as the corresponding rod finished releasing its issue onto Jordan's back. A low growl sounded from his sagging midsection, and he grinned. "Time for my éclair." He pushed the slighter otter's legs into the air and took a step away.

Disoriented, unable to move much more than his legs and tail, and struck with powerful afterglow, Kris murmured thoughtlessly as his muzzle smushed up against a snug muscular barrier within the torso of the human predator. Blood was rushing to his head anew with his legs and tail held up aloft, along with coming from his increasingly flaccid former arousal. He twitched and squirmed a bit as that by now very familiar tongue stroked and tucked his bits into its embrace, and with another swallow, his hips had sunk into the warmth of Cam's body, and his head and shoulders were pressing through into the eagerly awaiting stomach.

Feeling his meal meet his achingly empty stomach elicited an indulgent moan from Cam around the thighs and rudder of the spent lutrine. As he rocked his hips to keep the mouse below occupied, the human moved his hands to his smooth stomach, tracing the shape of the inverted otter's face distorting its surface with his fingers. At this point it was a near equilibrium between Kris' weight and the resistance his belly had to stretching, necessitating another swallow.

Jordan opened his eyes a few moments after Jay's shaft left his lips, only getting a trail of postcum to actually grace his tongue of the full release. He found himself looking at the otter's smiling face, the dirty blond licking his lips sensually in front of him. He didn't have much time to formulate a coherent thought to communicate before his view was replaced with the shaded depths of the hefty lutra's throat.

Jay's initial lunge took him all the way over the mouse's shoulders. He moaned happily, his tongue grinding across Jordan's chest, wetting down the fur and soaking up the savory flavor as he felt the squish of the pudgy frame beneath the exploring oral appendage. The otter greedily worked himself onto the bed, half pushing himself over his meal and half swallowing him up, humming contentedly as his jaws neared his brother's hips.

Above the predatory otter's head hung the growing swell of the prey otter's form trapped increasingly behind smooth, human bellyflesh, stretching it out with his weak squirms. Kris felt his body being forced to curl around, his face going from conformed to directly by a stomach wall to the top of his head forced against it with one swallow. The next swallow forced his hips down into the increasingly heated chamber with him, which pushed his torso around, revealing the shape of his lithe shoulders and back to the room outside.

The human in question slurped casually over the feet of his meal as his hands traced and rubbed over the shape in his elastic midsection. At the same time, he continued to rock and grind his hips into Jordan, enough to keep his arousal burning but not enough to push himself towards the edge. Hooking his thumbs against the swell of Kris' shoulders, he pushed down firmly while rocking his hips forward again and swallowing firmly.

The mouse was lost in a world of sensation, especially as the teasing, warm wet thing ground from his chest down to his squishy middle, delving indulgently into his navel in a way that elicited a squirm from him. Jordan was getting close to his peak, the pleasure and overstimulation enough to beat back that niggling thought at the back of his mind that something was wrong. He saw Jay smile, he saw that smile widen... but his mind couldn't connect that coherently to his current situation. He whined muffledly and pushed his hips back against Cam's own while his muzzle smushed into a tight ring of flesh.

At the combined pushing from his brother and the mouse's own squirming, Jay was having little trouble getting his jaws past Jordan's midsection. He gaped his jaws greedily as he pushed off with his knees and slurked forward until he felt the rodent's head hit "bottom" inside him, and closed back up, his tongue perfectly cradling the hopelessly aroused mouse's erection. Readjusting, the portly otter grasped onto his meal's hip with one webbed hand while the other grasped his brother's opposite hip. He used that leverage to draw back and remove the murine from the human's wrapped arousal. Carefully, he tilted up and back, avoiding smacking his lustful prey's wanton ass against the human's gut.

Kris panted heavily as his knees were forced against his chest after he'd been manhandled onto his back on the "floor" of the chamber he'd found himself in. The lithe lutra couldn't feel air on his footpads anymore, all hot flesh except for the end of his rudder. The powerful muscles of the throat soon made clear why he couldn't feel the outside with his feet as they joined him, shoved out and folded against his own rump. Once that was situated, he felt the heat enveloping him creeping towards the tip of his rudder. And those hands on the other side of the wall grasped again, this time below his shoulders.

Cam smirked, head dropping down as he only had the flexible tail to deal with, to be able to watch his brother get to work on Jordan's legs. Using his hands, he pulled his meal upright while swallowing firmly. The motion forced the otter's hips down again, which helped drag that tail out of sight. Opening his jaws, he casually leaned until he could see one of Jay's eyes around his muzzle full of murine. He waited until he was sure the heavier otter had gotten a look at the tip of the rudder wiggling in the back of his throat, before his hands traced down once again, cupping under his prey's faintly squirming ass and pulling forward and up, using the lutrine's body like a spool to reel up the last of his tail.

Jordan squeaked muffledly as he was upended, blood rushing to his head, but he couldn't focus on the growing discomfort as his head was forced towards his chest, too busy squirming his hips and thrusting his un-sated erection against the rippling peristaltic flesh cradling it. His ropy tail flicked and twisted around in the air, before it was caught in webbed fingers and brought to carefully loop around his calves, forcing his legs together. Once his legs were secured, his world was surrounded in a heavy, wet glrrrrrrnk, the familiar muscular motions on his thighs surging to his shins. The mouse splayed his bare toes and curled them tightly, feeling himself getting close to his peak.

Jay swallowed firmly, eyes fixated on the wiggling furless digits that were the last of his meal. His tongue danced across shins and the wrapped up tail, though by now it had been allowed to loosen since his throat was doing the job better than it ever had. As the licks reached toes, the whole weight of the chubby mouse started to writhe more intensely, and he held back a groan. The coiled tail slipped off entirely, leaving the lutra with a furless noodle to contend with as he worked both feet past his lips. This was no big obstacle though. He let out a powerful gulp, and the shape of legs and feet traversed down his neck to join the rest of the mouse in his core, the foot or so of remaining tail slurping through his pursed lips on its own. There was a muffled, blissful cry from somewhere in his midsection, and he smirked, self-satisfied.

The human had gotten ready while his brother finished his meal, casually lying atop his own weakly writhing midsection as he used the same bottle of lube on his own ass. Once certain he was well and truly slickened, Cam pressed his knees into the bed, shifting his position across the smooth but bulgy dome of a gut, and gave his hips a bit of a playful wiggle while looking back over at his brother.

The otter's smirk turned into a grin as he scooped under his big stomach with both paws, walking on his knees into position behind the presenting human. The shape within his body moaned and wriggled, but didn't seem to concerned about his predicament, even when he was dropped down onto Cam's back. Jay wrapped his webbed fingers around the smoothskin's hips and with practiced ease shifted his hips just right to press his renewed erection to the slickened opening.

Letting his eyes drift shut, Cam indulgently groaned as he felt the otter's girth stretch him out, the familiar heat of a well-slicked hole spreading for inch after inch making his wrapped shaft twitch against the writhing swell of his own belly. The human licked over his lips, savoring the remnants of Kris' flavor while the prey item shifted and pressed around lethargically. He grunted as the furred hips of his brother pushed to his smooth ass, in this moment feeling as though he could count the hairs pressed to his skin, or even against his stomach lining.

Jay leaned forward, leverage smushing his own lazily shifting midsection across the human's back. "Ooog... Think you'll last long or should I just go for it?"

Cam opened his eyes and looked back over his shoulder, and then up beyond the brown-furred mass against his shoulder blades. "Hey, you got off already, I didn't."

"Go for it it is~" Jay licked his lips, slowly retreating his hips from the human's own, as his tail braced itself against the bed to add more leverage. He struck forward to the hilt, eliciting three groans at once, two muffled and one quite clear. His tail relaxed to allow him to pull back again, before it tensed, helping rocket his hips forward.

"Fff-f... fuck." Cam panted, his arms moving from bracing against the mattress to embracing the weakening shape in his midsection, and press it down against his aching hard-on. "No fair having a big strong tail to make you better at fucking..."

The otter chuckled, "You love it." He started to move more regularly, redirecting the power into more direct pistoning than nigh pneumatic thrusts from zero to sixty before resetting.

The human's shoulder and side of the head met the sheets as he pushed his meal down towards his hips, making the shoulder-hip-knee triangle not just possible but inevitable considering the repetitive pounding. "Y-yeah, I do..." Cam panted heavily, curling his toes and squeezing his fingers into the shapes in his belly as he felt a lazy press of a hand from within.

Jay clenched down his abs and felt a weak squeak inside more than hearing it over the wet slapping he was imparting onto his brother. Louder however, was the increasing volume of gurgles and groans coming from his midsection as the jostling thrusting got his stomach to work on its prize. He bit his lip, and sped up his thrusting.

Cam gasped at the sudden tempo change, gripping tighter on the shapes in his smooth belly, and felt the formerly hard shapes give. He got a dopey grin on his face, grinding and kneading his gut as its gurgles grew too loud to ignore as well. He let go of any level of restraint, feeling himself rushing to the edge.

At the same time Jay hilted hard into the human, Cam's shaft shuddered and started to pulse, the reservoir at the tip of his condom starting to swell with every spurt milked out of him. The otter's breath hitched and shuddered while his hips stayed planted in place, releasing his own issue deep into his brother. The pair stayed like this for a few moments, riding out their shared peak while it lasted.

Jay chrrled and reached down to grasp one of Cam's shoulders, using his leverage to pull his brother upright and into his arms, before playfully allowing them to topple over to the pillows at the head of the bed.

The smoothskin sighed, carefully shifting his hips to disengage from his brother's shaft before twisting to get his gut off the mattress and smushing against his brother's own. Cam turned his head to give Jay a kiss, pressing to him passionately despite the fatigue that comes with afterglow.

Following suite and rolling to get his back to the bedding, Jay met the kiss, moaning muffledly as he dipped his tongue forward to sneak a taste of the former otter from his brother's mouth. A webbed hand reached out and grasped along the incoherent shapes in the shaved slick stomach, confirming that the date had gone well indeed.

Cam held the kiss, grinding his tongue to his brother's own for a good few moments, catching hints of mouse, before he pulled away, panting. "I love you so much." He barely intoned; a glorified whisper in his breathless moment. He reached a hand of his own to grope and squeeze over the increasingly dome-like shape in the otter's midsection, running his bare fingers through the soft fur affectionately.

Jay smiled and nuzzled, giving a playful slurp to Cam's ear, before whispering in return. "I love you too~" He kissed there, peppering his way back around the human's jawline to his lips, planting a soft peck there. "God, we need to do dates more often..."

Mmming in the aftermath of the kiss and curling his toes against the open air, Cam closed his eyes contentedly. "Yeah... Though, I might have to start going to the gym again."

Jay growled playfully, though it came out as more of a husky chittering sound. "What if I like you all soft and cuddly? More to grab and hold..." His free hand groped and squeezed on the glossy and gurgling gut while the arm pinned under his brother found its way to a love handle to squish.

"no faaair..." The human groaned in mock protest to the teasing, squirming a bit in place before leaning in for another kiss, stealing an extra peck after the initial contact. "Anyway, you know we get some of our best playmates from there and the pool..."

"Protein shakes." Jay grinned. He shifted his hips a bit on the bedding.

Cam looked down the bed at the shifting, before grinning at the implication, "Sounds like we've already got plans for our next date, dear brother."

"Definitely." The otter closed the distance to kiss deeply once more, as their groaning stomachs ground and shifted against one another, playmates stewed away, well on their way to padding out the fraternal lovers.