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"Hey sweetie! I know you must be busy with your new job and your new apartment, but I was wondering if you could do your mother a favor..." I walked around my new place while listening to the message from my mother. "...Donna invited me to this retreat for single women over forty and was wondering if you could watch your brother for the next week. I know it's a lot to ask, but if you could help your mom out, I would really appreciate it. Call me back when you get chance."

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the request. I loved my mother, but I didn't want to babysit my little brother. I'm twenty-two years old, fresh out of college and I simply didn't have time to watch a thirteen-year-old kid for an entire week.

I scratched the grey fur on the top of my head and sat down on my sofa. Taking a glance around the room, I saw all the unpacked boxes and the general state of disarray. I had only been living here for about a week, but it still looked like I had just unloaded the truck yesterday.

"Maybe I can have the little guy help me unpack. Fuck..."

I picked up the smartphone from my lap and scrolled through the list of contacts until I saw the picture of my mother. I clicked the phone until the familiar dial tone began to chirp. I lifted the phone up to the floppy ear on the left side of my head and waited for her to answer.

"Hey... yeah... I got your message." My mother had a habit of never taking a breath when talking and continuing to speak until you interrupted her. In a matter of a few minutes she went from talking about her get away to asking about college, my new job, apartment, and then about how my brother was doing in school. "Mom. Mom. MOM! I'm incredibly busy, but if you're alright with him being here alone while I'm at work then I guess I could look after him."

The next ten minutes consisted of me listening to my mom scream about how thankful she was and about how Donna and she were going to have so much fun on their trip and then about what all she had planned. I don't think she would have normally been alright with leaving Billy alone while I was at work, but I'm sure she just brushed it off as him being a teenager now and needing less supervision.

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"Well Billy, this is it. What do you think?" I had gotten dressed and shoved some of the boxes off to the sides of each room to make them look at least a little neater. The much shorter and younger bunny had stepped into the living room and looked around.

"How long have you been here?" I could hear the nagging influences of our mother in his voice, but I couldn't tell if he was using that tone as a joke or not.

"I've been busy." I punched him on the shoulder and the two of us laughed. I took off towards the couch and jumped over the back landing on the cushion and turned on the television. The living room was the only room in the whole house that looked somewhat normal. The big screen TV, couch, and coffee table combination made the pseudo-adult look at least somewhat mature. "Maybe after we catch up with some video games you can help me unpack?"

"Did you only agree to this, so you could make me unpack all of your stuff?" He leered at me as I began grabbing the controllers off the coffee table.

"Partially, but I also did it to help out mom. She needs it after dad." He looked over at me and we both gave that half smile, half frown and I broke the moment by clearing my throat and throwing a controller into his lap. "Down for some Mario Kart?"

"You ready to get knocked off Rainbow Road?"

"Not gonna happen, cause I'll be knocking you off first."

Over the next couple of hours, the two of us played round after round of Mario Kart. It was more fun than I thought it would be watching after the kid. It brought back the memories of him and me before I left for college. He was definitely better at games than I remembered and the two of us were pretty even on wins.

Looking over at the teen, I noticed he was different in many ways from the last time I really got to see him. Sure, I had seen him in video calls and family pictures on Furbook. This wasn't the same though. He had filled out some. He was still skinny, but he was taller than he was four years ago. The grey bunny wore baggy clothing that made him look smaller as he kind of disappeared into the folds of cloth.

"I'm getting hungry. You want a pizza?" I felt my stomach growling and as I looked at my watch I saw that it was a little past six in the evening. "Carrot and Ham like always?"

"Sure!" He shouted excitedly. He smiled widely and looked around. "Which door is the bathroom in?"

"Only one bathroom. Through my bedroom door, on the right once you go in." I turned behind myself and pointed to the bedroom door. "When you finish, come on out here and we can start unpacking."

He nodded and hopped off to go do his business. Meanwhile, I got up from the couch and stretched out. I fluffed my junk inside my gym shorts and wondered if I would be able to get laid with him staying with me. My mind wondered to my little black book. Most of my old faithfuls had either moved away or settled down in the four years that I had been away, but there were still some that I could rely on if I needed to get my dick wet.

I chuckled at the thought of attempting it but brushed it off as a dry spell week and picked up the phone to call the local pizza place. As I talked to the pizza guy, I couldn't help but laugh internally at the thought that not a week into moving into a new neighborhood I was already making friends with the nearby pizza place. What a mess I was.

After hanging up with Bret, the pizza guy (first name basis, no big deal), I shuffled over to one of the many boxes scattered around the room and began to open it up and go through it. A lot of my furniture was left there by the previous tenant. The entertainment center, the bookshelf, kitchen table, chairs, bedframe, and dresser were all used. I got the couch off Craigslist and the rest of the stuff in boxes was stuff that I had collected from my time in college and parting gifts from my frat brothers.

"What do you need help with?"

I turned and saw Billy standing in the doorway. His skinny frame left plenty of room on either side of him. He looked so small, even for his age. I was curious if he had even begun puberty yet. I know when I was his age, I was already trying to pick up girls, maybe he was just a late bloomer.

"If you could help out with the bedroom, that would be great. It should be just things like clothes and stuff. I've got kitchen stuff, books, and movies in here."

"Alright, ummm, do I have to touch your underwear? Or can I just leave that in the box for you later?" His face scrunched up in disgust and I couldn't help but laugh.

"It's just underwear dude, besides, it's clean. Don't worry about it."

I heard him sigh loudly as he turned and went back into the room. After about thirty minutes I had most of my kitchen stuff put away and about half of my movies organized on the shelves of the entertainment center.

I got curious as to how my brother was getting along. I hadn't heard anything coming from the bedroom in quite some time and went to check, but I was stopped by the distinct knocking pattern of the delivery guy at the front door. Tony, one of the drivers, always knocked the pattern to "Shave and a Haircut" when he arrived.

"Billy, pizza's here. Come on out. Take a break."

I heard shuffling coming from the room, but I didn't focus on it long and went to grab the pizza. Tony smiled that familiar smile of recognition. I always made sure to tip well to establish that relationship early on. I grabbed the box from him and shut the door and saw Billy sitting down at the table. He looked a little flustered, despite only working on unpacking for half an hour.

"You alright over there? Unpacking got you a little tired?"

"Yeah... hehe... I tried to work quickly so I didn't have to spend all night touching your nasty underwear." He laughed and looked away. Curious.

"Yeah yeah..." I trailed and eyed him before sitting down and serving the pizza, handing him a couple of slices and grabbing a couple for myself. "...So, how's school?"

"Alright, I guess." He devoured his food and for some reason still wouldn't make eye contact with me.

"Just alright? Okay, so, how about girls? Have you began fooling around with girls yet?" The tiny rabbit looked up and blushed deeply.

"Noooooo....." He turned his head away and looked down to his crotch.

"Aww, come on, you can tell me. I'm your brother. You hit puberty yet?"

"Yes...jeez Eric... can we not talk about this?" He shuffled and grabbed another slice of pizza. "I get it enough from Mom, I don't need it from you too."

"Alright alright. I'll back off." I couldn't help but snicker at how embarrassed the little rabbit was being.

The rest of the dinner went by smoothly. We talked about what his plans were and what he wanted to do over the next few years. It turns out that grades weren't a concern of his and he had plans to go the more academic route as opposed to myself who went the athletic route. I was able to go to an out of state college due to my athletic scholarship playing football. While it looked like Billy was trying to become a doctor.

After we polished off the large pizza the two of us went back to finishing our tasks. I was tempted to have him help me in the living room, but Billy seemed eager to get back to unpacking, despite my earlier assumption that he was hating it.

It didn't take long for me to finish in the living room, after all, I didn't have that much stuff. What really had my interest was the fact that there was practically no noise coming from the bedroom at all. I didn't hear drawers opening or shuffling of feet across the wooden floors. Nothing. The curiosity was killing me. I had a suspicion that the little fucker was just in there taking a nap and the reason he was grumpy at dinner was that I had woken him up.

I decided to creep to the door and opened it slowly. When I peeked inside I was greeted by a sight that I was not prepared for. Sitting there on my new bed was my barely teenage brother. Instead of sleeping though, like I had imagined, he was jacking off. I looked off to the side of the bed and there was a box full of assorted spank mags.

I cursed my asshole frat brothers silently as I watched my brother's hand glide along his cock. That was the other surprising thing. My brother was hung. Like, really hung. The kid was only thirteen and his dick must have been over a foot long.

It was at that moment though that I realized I didn't know what to do. Here I was watching my brother jack off and couldn't figure out if I should stop or not. On one hand, I didn't want him to cum all over my bed. On the other, watching him jack off that huge cock was giving me a raging boner.

I reached down into my shorts and started tugging on my cock. Now, I had never had any complaints about my eight incher, but comparing it to my much younger brother, I couldn't help but feel a little undersized. That didn't stop me though as I began tugging on the length inside of my shorts, mimicking the motions of my brother.

After a few minutes I could see the precum begin to bubble out of his pillar of a cock and slide down his length before being caught by his paw and spread over his length. All that precum was making his huge pink shaft glisten in the light. I had never said it about anyone before, but damn did my brother have a pretty cock.

I cursed myself this time, but unfortunately this one wasn't silent as the sound of my own voice rang out my ears fell back as I quickly backed out of the doorway and tried to hide my erection. Through the partly open door I could hear Billy quickly flailing around on the bed and trying to hide himself.

"Eric..." I could hear his shaky voice calling out to me.

"Yeah man, It's me, uhhh, whatcha doing in there bud?"

"Did you see?"

"Yeah, I saw. You wanna, um, talk about it?" I was at a loss. I didn't know how to talk to a teenager about this kind of stuff, that's what dads were for. Seeing as ours wasn't around anymore, I couldn't help but feel the pressure that it was somehow my responsibility.

"Do we have to?"

"We probably should. You want me to come in?"

"Okay..." His voice was low, but he didn't seem as scared as before.

I opened the door fully and this time when I opened it all the way and stepped in it felt like I was being slapped in the face with the overwhelming aroma of sex. I sat down on the bed next to Billy, who was hiding himself under the covers. I looked over at the magazine and then the covers that were visibly tented with the outline of his cock. I stared at the magazine for a moment before speaking. The magazine wasn't what I had expected either and the depiction of naked men instead of women had momentarily shorted my brain.

"So, um, Billy. I see you found some material that my frat brothers must have thrown in my pack out as a bit of a joke. Ummmm...." I really didn't know what to say. I looked down at his crotch and then back up to him, despite the awkwardness, his erection hadn't wavered and was still pulsing beneath the covers. "Is it the first time you've seen this kind of stuff?"

"No." He looked away. I could tell he was trying to hide his erection as his paw looked to be pressing powerfully at the root of his cock, holding it down. "I watch porn on the computer at home when I can, but with mom around I don't get around to it a lot. When I saw the magazines, I just couldn't help myself. 'It' got hard and I just couldn't control myself." He blushed deeply as he emphasized the word 'it' and then looked over at me.

"Oh, uhm, I see. Is this the kind of stuff that you normally like to look at?" I picked up the magazine. It was a smut book filled with images of men bent over spreading their asses or posing provocatively. I laughed at the gravity of the whole situation. When I left for college, my brother was nine and I had never seen this side of him. Now I was being thrown into a world of familiarity with the kid that most didn't share with their siblings.

"Yeah, kind of, I like the stuff with men bent over showing their stuff."

"So, you're an ass man, huh?" I couldn't help but grin and this made him laugh for the first time. For some reason I couldn't stop myself and I stood up from the bed and went to the night stand and bent over for the kid. "You like guys like this?" I made a pouty face and bit my lip enticingly.

"Uh, yeah..." He too bit his lip and I saw his paw rub the base of his cock a few times before I stopped and stood back up. That probably wasn't the best idea, but I was still kind of horny from earlier and my head was pretty fuzzy from the smell in the room.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that Billy. Did you want to go to the bathroom to do your thing. I can step out and let you do your thing, but I don't really want you making a mess of my bed."

"Do you think you could help me Eric?" I felt myself tense at the request. Billy had begun to get up and his cock lifted out from under the covers and into view. The musky aroma was much stronger as he got up and brushed past me. His huge boner was sticking straight out from his tiny body as he stood in the doorframe of the restroom. "Please?"

I rolled my eyes and followed my brother into the bathroom. The entire time I couldn't help but think that this was a horrible idea.

"How would you like me to help?" I sat on the sink counter while Billy sat down on the toilet. His huge cock was standing up in the air and leaking still. From this angle, I could see more details. Like me, his dick was pink and stuck out from his body without a sheathe. Unlike mine, his was covered in huge pulsing veins and he had a pair of nuts the size of oranges. The whole thing looked quite intimidating, especially on his tiny frame.

"Could you maybe get naked and pose like you were before?" He didn't seem all that confident, but he definitely knew what he wanted. I had to give him props for that. I silently pondered if this was the first time he'd asked someone to do this.

"I guess I could do that. That wouldn't be too weird." I sighed and began stripping out of my clothes. I loved my body. Ladies loved it in college. Years of working out and playing football left my lithe body sharply toned and muscled. I let my clothes hit the floor and I turned around from my brother and leaned over the counter with my ass facing him. "Like this?" I looked down my body and rubbed my belly. All the pizza I'd eaten recently had taken away some of the definition. I silently sighed to myself and knew I needed to cut back some and get myself back in shape.

"Yeah, that's perfect." I heard his voice shake before I heard the familiar sound of fapping coming from behind me. His furred paw running up and down his length before slapping against his huge balls. It was sickening to myself that I wanted to turn around and watch so much. It was also concerning to me that I could feel my self-consciousness welling up. I felt like I wasn't what my brother wanted, like I could be better looking and that was just about the most foreign feeling I had ever felt.

"So, is this weird at all to you?"

"Not nearly as much as me wanting to do so much more with you right now." He grunted as the sounds started to become wetter.

"Like?" I bit my lip. Despite him being my brother and never fooling around with a dude before, I felt as if I never wanted to know anything more in my life. I was curious as to what my brother wanted, what was going through his young mind.

"I don't know. I've never done this before, but I've seen porn and I want that now. I want to know what a blowjob feels like. I want to fuck." He grunted. I turned around and saw his cock was harder than I had ever seen it. It looked like he was on the verge of cumming any minute.

"You're doing it wrong." I sighed and stepped up to my brother and dropped to my knees. "Here. Like this." I gripped the tip. He was so thick that my larger paw couldn't even wrap around his girth. "You have to work the tip. That's where it's most sensitive." My breathing slowed as I realized what I was doing. I was giving my brother a handjob. My thirteen-year-old brother. Fuck, what was happening to me?

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck Eric. I can feel it. I'm going to cum."

He panted and I looked up to the tip of his cock where I saw the first bead of his impending orgasm about to break the surface. This was it. Decision time. I looked around and aimed him towards the tub just a second before he blasted the wall with wave after wave of thick, virile bunny cum.

It was amazing feeling each pulse of cum push past my fingers and blast against the tile wall of the bathtub and sinking down into the base. He must have came a full gallon before dribbling down and sputtering to a stop. Drops of cum had hit my legs and gotten onto my paw. Without thinking I brought my fingers to my muzzle and licked the cream from them.

"I'm sorry Eric. I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me." He looked at me in horror, obviously not aware of what I had just done with my paw. His young cock drooped down and began to soften into his lap. Despite being soft now, it was still quite impressive looking.

I stood up from his lap quickly and went to the sink to wash my hands and splash water on my face to get a hold of myself.

"It's okay Billy. It's okay. Calm down. It's not that serious." I braced myself on the counter. The adrenaline was coursing through my veins and just as quickly as the feeling had washed over me they came crashing down. The resulting crash caused my erection to go away without cumming. "Let's get dressed and play some games or something."

Once I left the bathroom, I went to the living room and started up the game console. Billy took a little bit longer than me to compose himself, but he came back into the room and just grabbed a controller and joined in without a word. I mean, I wanted to say something and when I kept looking over at him I could tell he did too. The only problem was, how in the world do you talk about something like that.

I had just jacked my brother off. I had been naked and showing off for him. He had used me as jack off material and I loved it. I loved the fact that he got off to me and that I was able to help him. My brain spent most of the time on that couch wrapping itself around that simple fact. I didn't even have time to focus on the fact that I was straight and just did one of the gayest things I could have imagined myself doing and didn't really mind.

"Should we talk..." Billy was the first to break the silence and I cut him off before he could finish.

"It's nothing. Nothing to really talk about. You were horny, and I just helped my little brother out."

"I guess." He sighed a little and looked away from the tv and into his lap. His gaze dropping to his lap caused me to look down and I could see the outline of his soft cock. It amazed me that I had never noticed it before. It was so obvious now, but I guess it was just something that you didn't pay attention to until you know about it. "Are you going to tell mom?"

"What?! No!" I laughed out loud and paused the game and turned to look at him. "Look Billy, I forgot that you're new to this kind of stuff. To a degree, so am I." I chuckled once again. "You don't have to tell anyone and it's better if you don't. People just wouldn't understand. Think of it as me just helping you through puberty since dad isn't around to anymore. Does that help?"

"Yeah, that helps a lot actually. Thanks." He smiled and looked back up just as I unpaused the game. "So, I know it's not exactly the same, but since you brought it up, can you help me with some, uh, puberty stuff?"

"Sure. What do you wanna know?"

"Cool, um, so, like, is my stuff, like, normal?"

"Come on bro..." I couldn't help but laugh some more. "You're too smart for stuff like that, but um, no. I guess you don't really play sports and see other guys in the locker rooms, but even for adults my age and stuff that isn't normal." I paused for a moment and corrected myself. "Well, maybe on a stallion it is, but rabbits like us, no."

"Oh...Is it going to keep getting bigger?"

"I don't know man. Probably. Why?"

"Just curious. I don't want it to. It's already quite the hassle to hide and stuff. I just don't want it to get ridiculous or anything."

"I guess I could understand that. You don't have a sheathe like some guys I know. How have you been hiding it?"

"Baggy clothes and pulling it up into my chest. In gym they let us wear hoodies and so I just do that. Sometimes it gets really hot, but it the only thing I can do. Doesn't help hide my balls though." After he said that he let out a loud laugh. It was one of the most genuine laughs I had heard since he came over. There was comfort in it, like he was relived to finally be able to talk about this huge secret.

"I can only imagine." I chuckled with him. "I remember those shorts when I was there. They're definitely a little tight." I looked down at my phone and saw that it was getting late and knew that we should be wrapping it up soon, but I had some curiosities of my own that I wanted answered, but I didn't want to push him. "So, Billy, it's getting late and we need to be heading to bed soon, but I know there aren't a whole lot of people you can talk about this stuff with. Just know you can always come to me if you have any questions." I rubbed his shoulder and stood up from the couch.

"Thanks. That means a lot. Are you heading to bed?"

"Yeah. It's late. Mom would kill me if she found out you were up past one in the morning. Blanket is on the back of the couch and you know where the restroom is obviously. Feel free to walk through the bedroom to get there, just try and keep the noise down if you do. Night bro." I ruffled the hair on the top of his head.

"Night."

I walked away feeling a happiness and warmth in my chest that I hadn't felt in quite some time. It was hard to have a connection like what I felt with Billy back when he was younger. There just wasn't a level of comprehension there before, and now, seeing what Billy was struggling with and without dad around to help him with his problems, I knew I had to step up as a brother. I'm just upset that it took me this long to realize it.

As I stepped into the bathroom to relieve myself and brush my teeth before bed, I was hit by the overwhelming scent of Billy's masculinity. My gaze flashed to the tub and I saw the pool of jizz that had yet to drain away and was instead pooling around the edges, too sticky and viscous to flow freely towards the bottom.

After going to the restroom, I took some time to clean the tub and perform my nightly routine of fur trimming and care. I rubbed my fur with oils and made sure everything was neat and tidy before shutting off the light and heading to bed with a raging hard on.

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At some point during the night I could hear rustling in the room. I figured it was just Billy trying to use the restroom and so I ignored the noise and covered my head with the blanket. After a few minutes, or more I'm not really sure if I passed out or not, but I felt a presence looming at the edge of the bed.

"Eric...psst... are you awake?"

I tried to ignore him and tried to stay perfectly still under the covers, but he wasn't going away. To top it off, I could smell his musk growing stronger the longer he stayed next to the bed.

"Eric. I can't sleep. Can I sleep next to you, like we used to?"

I continued to ignore him, but he wasn't going away. Instead I felt the bed depress as he crawled in bed next to me. He lifted the covers and pressed himself against me. I felt his fur on my back. I wasn't used to being the little spoon, especially with my little brother and even more so with my little brother who happened to have a huge cock that I could feel pressing into the wedge of my ass through.

Time passed, and I was able to slip back into a state of sleep, but with Billy right next to me, I couldn't think straight. My mind grew heavy with thoughts of sex. After a particularly disturbing image of me on my knees in front of my brother's huge cock I shook awake and felt the overwhelming presence of the smaller rabbit next me once more.

I slept in my underwear, but as I peaked down between my thighs I learned that Billy didn't. Billy had grown erect during the night and was shoved between my thighs, grinding against me. I cursed silently as I felt his little hips moving back and forth, working his huge shaft along the fur of my thighs, using them to masturbate.

I should have been disgusted, but I couldn't help but be turned on. He was so big, and the heat felt so good. I reached down and held onto the tip. There was so much pre built up, I couldn't help but work the sticky mess over the head of his cock.

"Billy? Pssssttt. Billy? Are you awake?" I whispered into the air of the silent room. Nothing. His little hips just kept the same gentle grind. I grew emboldened by the silent allowance and started stroking the length available between my thighs, matching each and every slow thrust.

Every moment that passed, I could feel myself losing the ability to think normally. All I could smell was sex. That musky aroma of sex fogged up my nostrils. Despite it coming from another man, who happened to be my teenage brother, it smelled sweet. I could practically taste it and as the time went on I found myself actually wanting to do just that.

Taste it.

The devil of consciousness whispered in my ear. As much as I wanted the angel to appear and tell me not to, I also hoped that it wouldn't. My brain battled with itself. There were so many reasons not to. For one, I'm straight, or at least I thought I was. Secondly, it was my brother. And thirdly it was my teenage brother.

Your teenage brother with a huge fucking cock and massive fucking balls.

I shook my head as my hand kept stroking his cock. I could feel everything. I felt how hard he was and how big he was. His cock was practically dripping precum like a damn faucet. There was so much of it on my hands, my fur was drenched.

_ Taste it. _

The devil whispered once more, and his voice became all the sweeter. Sweet, like the world's most decadent cheesecake. I couldn't help but imagine how he tasted. All it would take was one little lick. One lick of my hand and I would know. That would be it. Just one lick of my finger.

I brought my furred paw out from under the covers and held it up to my face in the darkness. I could see the cock slime dripping off each digit. For precum, it was so thick and there was so much. My tongue pushed past my lips. Despite my reservations, I couldn't stand it any longer. I needed to know. It smelled so good, surely it tasted the same.

The second my tongue touched the viscous precum, my world changed. My pupils dilated. I let out an involuntary moan. I had gone down on countless women in college, but nothing tasted better in that moment than my brother's juices. The next few moments passed in a blur as one hand continued to stroke the huge cock between my thighs, that wasn't my own, while the other was licked clean of any juices my tongue could find in the dark.

I needed more, but I had to be careful. I didn't want to wake my brother, but I wanted his cum. I wanted his real cum. I wanted to swallow it down. My mind raced back to the image of him filling the tub with his monstrous orgasm. I wanted all of that inside of me. Needed it.

It would taste better from the source. You just have to crawl under the covers. Plant your lips on the tip and let him drip into your mouth.

Are you crazy? It's your brother. You've already gone too far. What if he wakes up? How will you explain that to him? Just stop and he will never have to know. This is something that you can never run from. It will change your life forever.

You and him have already crossed a bridge that there is no going back across. He likes you. He finds you attractive. Help your brother out. Help yourself out. You need this. You need to know. This doesn't change anything about you. You still like girls. Don't let the opportunity pass you by.

What if your mom found out? Come to your senses. You're just horny and he is just a teen. He doesn't know any better. He's going through puberty. You remember what that was like. You were a young rabbit once and would hump anything. This isn't right to take advantage of him like this. Go sleep on the couch. Clear your head. Jack off if you must, just don't do this.

You feel that huge thing between your thighs? That is your kid brother's humungous cock. He's still growing. This will seal the bond between you two forever. Whenever you had a craving to feel this feeling again you could always call on him. Your brother would be forever grateful. He will love you for this. You'll be closer to him than ever before. Suck his cock. Do it.

"Forgive me..." I sighed. I couldn't resist anymore. My head was beyond dizzy from all the musk filling the room. There was a puddle of precum soaking into the sheets by my legs.

I crawled under the covers and subjected myself to even more of the musky scent. It was divine. I could barely see in the dark confines of the covers, but I could feel his length. There was so much warmth radiating from the huge cock. My hands held tightly towards the base as my lips pressed to the tip.

Bliss. Pure bliss. My vision exploded with euphoria the second my lips touched his cock. It was so big. My jaw distended and opened up immediately to suck on his cock. I had to swallow immediately as my mouth filled with his ample precum that seemed to flow even more so now that my mouth was on him.

"Eric... don't stop..."

I didn't stop. I wasn't sure if he was awake or not, or simply just dreaming. Whatever the case, it didn't stop me. I doubled my efforts and soon I felt his young hips start to buck, pressing more of his lengthy rabbit cock into my mouth, stretching my jaw. I didn't back down even as I felt my gag reflex trigger. I wanted his seed. I needed to taste it, to feel it in my belly.

There was no warning. The only sign that my brother was cumming was the slowing of his thrusts and the swelling at the entrance to my throat. His cock expanded, followed quickly by a flood of thick rabbit cum.

There was so much of it. I couldn't have swallowed it all if I tried, but I did try. After a few mouthfuls, my stomach started to hurt and there seemed to be no sign of stopping. I remembered the tub once more. He was so virile. When my stomach began to hurt, I pulled off and let that huge cock hose my fur down while I savored the taste of his thick cum.

I licked my lips and face as more of his juice splashed against me. I couldn't get enough. I was hooked. I was forever changed. The devil was right. I would forever want to have this feeling with my brother, as wrong as it was.

I crawled to the surface and breathed the less musky air and layed my head on my pillow. I stared at Billy's face. His eyes were shut, but not forcibly. There was a smile on his face as his orgasm died down beneath the covers. I had a momentary flood of relief as I imagined that he would never have to know, but I realized there was no hiding what happened. I was soaked, the bed was soaked. Even if I took a shower, there was no cleaning this up without waking him.

It's better if he finds out, but don't worry about that now. Just go to sleep. Get your rest and talk in the morning. After all, you have all week.

I went to sleep with the imaginary snicker of my own personal devil playing in my ear and thoughts of how the rest of the week would go playing in my mind.