My Great Big Brother- Welcome Home
Disclaimer: Don't read this if you are underage, meaning if you are under 18 SHOO! NOW. And I know you aren't gonna listen because I did the same thing when I was 16. Sigh, so just make sure you lock the damn door so your parents don't catch you, a'ight? All characters are mine. Also, this story contains Incest in it. For the record, I don't condone it and sure as hell don't recommend it. So listen up kiddies and don't try to bang your sis. Got it? If not, your ass is grass and your dad's foot is a lawn mower. Oh, and any copyrighted names I used belong to their respective owners and I was not paid to use them. Go Steelers! And also Go Gators even though I don't go to that school. =)
Kyle awoke as he felt his sister's warm figure shift against him as she awoke; a ray of sunlight came through her window shades and gently stirred her from her sleep. Katie smacked her lips as she went rigid with a yawn and a stretch, smiling to herself afterwards as she felt her brother's strong arms still wrapped around her midriff. She sighed softly, shifting herself in Kyle's embrace so that she could cuddle more closely against him. Kyle smiled as he gave his sister a strong squeeze and nuzzled her neck, giving her a gentle "good morning" nip on the side of her neck with his teeth. Katie giggled at this, as her strong wolf pelt easily resisted Kyle's fangs and only left Katie with a blissful tickling sensation. "Morning big brother," she whispered as she looked over at the alarm clock on her nightstand. "Morning Katie," Kyle happily replied. "Yaaaarrrrgggwwnnn, what time is it?" "Ugh, 7:30," Katie replied, disgusted with herself for waking up this early on a Saturday. "How are you feeling though? Did you sleep well?" Kyle's heart fluttered at this. It had been nearly five months since he had last been able to spend a night in the same bed as Katie. But aside from the physical pleasures derived from being with her, there was something else Kyle had missed about Katie; her kind spirit. Katie always had a happy and carefree nature, but that didn't mean she didn't take into account those around her. On the contrary, she was very nurturing and thoughtful. Katie always asked him how he was feeling, was he having a good day, or if he needed her to pray for anything. None of Kyle's other friends were that compassionate or concerned for him, making Katie's love for him all the more special. "I'm feeling okay, well...not quite. I think I need to go take another anti-biotic pill, I'm feeling a little feverish." Kyle carefully removed his arms from around Katie and climbed out of her bed, making sure to pick up his t-shirt from the floor and put it back on. He noticed Katie watching him with a fretful stare as he did so. "Feverish? Are you getting sick?" she asked with honest concern. "Maybe. The doctors said I gotta regularly take amoxicillin to kill off any bacteria in my abdominal cavity for the next few weeks or I might catch something nasty. I'll be fine though, don't worry. It's nothing like getting shot."
Katie nodded at this and tried to push that last sentence out of her mind. She wanted nothing to do with the memories of that fateful day where Kyle had taken a bullet that ripped his spleen in half and nearly killed him. "Well, go do whatever you need to do, then come back here, okay?" Katie said. Kyle smiled and nodded as a he quietly opened the door to Katie's room and stepped out into the hallway. Walking into his room, he found the orange plastic bottle with the pharmacy prescription label detailing it contained three weeks worth of 200 milligram amoxicillin tablets. Kyle took one out and then walked into his bathroom where he fetched a paper cup for some water to help wash down the pill. After swigging it down, Kyle took the time to study his face in the mirror. His eyes were slightly bloodshot; a side effect from playing four hours of Assassin's Creed II the night before. He smiled though, knowing that all was as it should be. He reached a paw to his face and scratched at the side of his muzzle. His whiskers weren't too long, and since he wasn't on active duty at the moment he could let his beard grow out a bit. Kyle turned his muzzle to the side, both admiring his distinctive red stripes that ran down the sides of his face out to his nose, as well as checking on a pair of scratches on his right cheek that he'd gotten from RPG shrapnel back on Hill #214. Once he was done inspecting himself, Kyle pulled out a bottle of mouthwash and briefly gargled to get rid of his morning breath. After that, he headed back out into the hall and returned to Katie's room. He smiled as he entered, as Katie had gone back to sleep and was peacefully resting on her back with her arms and legs splayed about her. Kyle shook his head, wondering how she managed to fall asleep in such a crazy position. He made sure to lock the door and then walked over to the bed and slipped himself back under the covers. It didn't take long for Kyle to doze back off, and for the next hour and a half he slept peacefully. Katie soon awoke around 9:00 and sat up to stretch her arms. Nine in the morning wasn't too early for a Saturday she thought while smiling down at Kyle who had rolled over in his sleep and was now on his belly, while also teetering on the edge of the bed ready to fall off. She scooted closer to him, carefully observing his still figure while trying to not wake him. Slowly, she inched closer to him, making sure not to rustle the bed linens. Soon she was with three inches of her brother's body, close enough to see his sides rising and deflating as he breathed. Katie debated on what to do next, unsure of whether to wake him or let him continue resting. After a moment of contemplation, she chose the latter. This choice was more difficult than it seems however, as she-like most pups her age-had a typical case of morning horniness, and finally her mate was home to help satisfy her needs. She continued to watch Kyle rest for a few minutes, but this quickly became boring and she decided to go back to sleep herself. Looking at Kyle's sleeping body, Katie decided it couldn't hurt to cuddle with him, after all it had been nearly six months since they had last been able to sleep together. Slipping across the final few inches of space that separated her from Kyle, Katie scooted over and pressed herself against his back. She then wrapped her right arm across his side and onto his stomach, giving him a strong hug as she smiled to herself. However, she didn't anticipate her body heat would cause Kyle to stir, and as a result he tried to roll onto his side. As Katie felt him begin to move, she quickly gripped his t-shirt and tried to pull him towards her, but it was too late. Kyle finished rolling over...and fell onto the floor with a loud thud, pulling Katie with him as a result. Katie landed on top of Kyle, and then rolled off of him onto the floor. It took her a few seconds to comprehend what just happened, as impacting the ground jarred her thoughts. As she came to, she looked over at Kyle and saw his face contorted as if he was in pain. Quickly she crawled over to him and to stroke his face as he squirmed on the ground and gritted his teeth, as if someone had just impaled his gut with a spear. "Kyle? Kyle? Are you okay?"
Somewhere within the confines of Kyle's subconscious mind I couldn't see them, but I knew they were there. They tried to cover to their presence by banging those god awful drums that seemed to signal my impending doom. But I'm not that stupid; ever since Hill #214 I'm too smart to be ambushed. What the drums hide, their shadows reveal. All along the walls of the dimly lit catacombs I wander, I see their shadows cast in the dim light of the candles made of animal skulls that line the walls of this place. What place exactly? I don't know. I don't want to know. I don't know how I got here, or how I can get out. All I do know is, they're after me, and I don't intend to go down without a fight. I take off running, not caring that my footpaws send the echoing sound of padding feet through the halls. I figure that there are so many of these fiends that it doesn't matter if they know where I am, so long as they aren't there with me. I come to a junction, with the cave splitting off to the left and to the right. But which way to go? Fuck! They're waiting for me down either tunnel. They don't think I see them, but they made a critical error, they did. In their haste to hide in the shadows, they forgot that their eyes reflect light, and now I see them, peering back out in eager bloodlust for me. Yes, but how many wait for me? Count their eyes you say? Pah, I know that; I may still be a pup by some standards but I'm no fucking moron. Yes, just count how many pairs of eyes there are, easy right? Well, it would be except many of them have nine eyes, or eleven or even thirteen. I don't know how they got that many, or why for that matter. But I do know that their eyes have a thick film on them, and I see them staring at me like a deer in the headlights. So, which path...which path? I can see three or four of them hiding along walls of the left path. But the right path is just as foreboding, for I can see one of their large guards hiding there as well. His bull like horns cast an ominous shadow, and I know that this nine foot tall Goliath is far more threatening than just one of the simple imps that torment me. But which path, damn it? My ears twitch, almost painfully, warning me that a crowd of them is approaching from behind. And me without a weapon, or clothes for that matter. Well, I have to die sometime...the question is just by how many tearing claws and gnashing teeth. Right path it is. I continue my sprint, heading down the right tunnel for at least a hundred feet until I come into a large circular cavern with a large chunk of rock in the center holding the ceiling up. Sure enough that minotaur like beast awaits for me. Only unlike the monster of Greek myth, this one has brown, muscular, hairy legs with the hooves of a goat and a dark, red flesh on his human like torso. He sees me and gives off deep, angry snarl that comes out like a moaning gasp of rage. I lock eyes with him, reading the hatred and evil in his while he reads the fear and desperation in mine. God, he's getting closer. I take a few steps back but I find I'm now pressed against the wall of this cave. Damn, I shouldn't have stopped, why did I stop?! A pair of the smaller ones come out of the shadows, with their grinning exposed teeth that resemble large, scythe like needles and their foot long claws that extend and retract upon will. And me, with only my fangs and fingernails and fur. Not that I need it. I begin to sweat, both from fear and from the fact that the air is humid and the whole cave seems to radiate with heat. It's easily a hundred and two degrees in here, but I'm naked so it hasn't really bothered me the way getting clawed into hamburger does. I look around at my three tormentors; the large bull standing ten feet in front of me and his two, gray, leathery skinned cohorts about twelve feet away standing on either side of him. They simultaneously shriek and get on all fours. I pause, reading their eleven eyes each and realize that they plan to pounce. I look at their claws, god those claws, so sharp, so beautifully lethal I almost wish my own hands were like that. Almost. They leap, giving me no time to react properly. Luckily, I react correctly anyway and dive to my right, landing on the hard sandy floor of the cave. Both of them land on the wall, and amazingly are able to dig their claws into it and climb along the cave's rocky sides as if they were spiders. I don't bother to stare in awe at them this time however, and I quickly gather a fistful of sand in my paws as fast as I can. The bull walks over, his heavy hooves causing dust to fall from the ceiling. I wait, playing the role of the helpless prey as they move in for the kill. Fools. The two imps stand over me, looking me over with gleeful angst as they await the bull's final order to finish me. Only it doesn't come. Like lightning I strike, hurling a fistful of sand across their faces. The imps shriek with pain, as all eleven of their ocular orbs scream with agony. Even the bull grabs his face, his own claws nearly scratching his muzzle as he sends out a massive echoing roar, calling every one of the demons that haunt this place to come kill me. But not before I take a few of them with me. Just as the imps are hit with the sand, I rush over to the leftmost one and land a heel kick right into his stomach. He goes flying back, landing on his back on the ground, twitching like a roach that's just had a size twelve boot paint its guts over the sidewalk. As for the other imp, I'm now right beside him. The last thing he feels are my paws as I place one under his jaw and the other behind his head as I twist! ...and hear the satisfying snap of broken vertebrae as he falls limp in my bare paws. I smile, like one of them, knowing I too can bring death to the lifeless beasts that roam the many caverns of this plutonic dungeon they call home. Suddenly I'm backhanded from behind and sent sprawling across the floor, the wind knocked out of my stomach and my mind all in a daze. Fuck, how could I be so stupid as to forget the bull? He must have recovered faster than I thought. I feel the ground shake beneath me. I feel his hooves getting closer. Dust falls on my limp figure as I desperately try to breath, but every time I do I just want to cough from the smell of sulfur and rotted flesh. I manage to peel my eyelids open and wearily look up at the bull. He looks down at me as he raises a hoof. The room has now filled with the imps that were behind me and they all begin to chant in unison. And those drums, fuck! Somebody stop beating those goddamned drums! Now more than ever they seem to signal my fate. I grit my teeth and feel a trail of falling dust tickle my muzzle as all the sounds in the room seem to melt away, and yet I'm left with one that seems to emanate from the depths of my own mind. "Kyle. Kyle....."
Katie was surprised as Kyle's eyes suddenly flew open and he gasped aloud. "Oh fuck!" Katie fell back on her haunches and stared, wide eyed as Kyle slowly got to his knees and steadied himself on the bed. His chest heaved as he panted for breath, his heart racing as reality slowly made itself known to his mind. After a few seconds of heavy breathing, Kyle managed to regain his composure, and then noticed Katie staring at him. "Katie? You okay?" he asked. "I should be asking you the same thing," she asked while sitting up and moving over to him. "It's just a nightmare," he replied smiling casually as if nothing had happened, "It's nothing. Just a stupid dream." "Oh, I'm sorry," Katie said with a consoling smile. Kyle smiled back and stood up, stretching his arms and craning his neck as he did. "Don't worry 'bout it sis, I'm fine. The shrinks at the hospital say I don't have PTSD [Post Traumatic Stress Disorder] so it's not like I'm gonna go crazy or anything." "Hah, you've been crazy since the day I met you," Katie said with a mischievous grin. Kyle flattened his ears in mock chagrin and answered, "Oh yeah? How so?" "Well there was that time you tried ride our garbage bin down a hill after you saw the guys on Jackass do that." "Okay, that wasn't the smartest thing I ever did but..." "And then there was the time you and your friend Josh made a flamethrower by filling that huge squirt gun with daddy's lawnmower gas and taping a BIC lighter to the nozzle." "Well," Kyle began to say while reaching his right paw up to scratch behind his head, "I admit that was not a good idea since we almost...almost mind you...set the back yard on fire." "Having to call 911 is beyond 'almost' big brother," Katie replied while innocently smiling at him. "Besides," she continued to say while slowly moving over to him and pressing a finger to his lips to get him to stay silent, "that's not the craziest thing you did." Kyle just curiously stared back at her while sitting back on the bed, watching as she seductively slid into his lap and sat on his knees while wrapping her legs around him. "No, the craziest thing you ever did was when you agreed to become my mate!" she happily stated with a playful grin, "And that's why I love you." Then, before Kyle could even react to her pronouncement, Katie pressed her muzzle tightly to his and passionately French kissed him for the first time in nearly six months. Kyle simply moaned as he felt his sister's tongue slip into his muzzle before playfully retreating, teasing him to follow her into her maw. Kyle did just that; hungrily kissing her back while letting a subconscious growl of delight emanate from his vocal cords. As they broke their kiss Katie too let out a murr of satisfaction. "Mmmm, it's been too long since we've done that," Katie happily sighed as she tightly hugged Kyle's chest and nuzzled his neck. "Indeed it has," he replied while squeezing Katie back. "Is it just me or have you grown some since I left?" Katie sat back and let Kyle admire her. It was true, Kyle thought to himself, she had changed-and most definitely for the better. Her figure had slimmed slightly into a more feminine hourglass shape, and she had also grown a full inch taller (so now she stands at 5'8"). Kyle noticed her legs were well toned and more defined than before, doubtless from her habit of taking an afternoon run followed by yoga. Kyle mentally paused for a second as he thought about that. Yoga, he mused, I wonder if all those stretches have any yiffy applications. As he pondered this he didn't notice Katie looking at him. "Hello, you still awake in there?" Katie asked while gently tapping a finger on Kyle's forehead. Kyle shook himself out of his daydream of taking Katie in a radically awkward position. "Oh, sorry sis," he said while slightly blushing. "It's just I forgot how hot you are." "Boys," said Katie while rolling her eyes with a good-natured smile. "Well I can't say I blame you; you've changed a lot since I last saw you, too," she said while feeling his well toned biceps. Kyle then pressed his muzzle to Katie's again, slowly and gently kissing her as he leisurely worked his paws under her shirt and gently began to peel it off her. Katie broke their kiss and smiled, giving Kyle's neck a quick, playful nip as she raised her arms and helped him strip her t-shirt off. Kyle gazed at Katie, taking in her beauty while he robotically threw her shirt to floor. His mind began to wander again, ogling his sister's chest for the first time in months. He was so caught up in the moment he hadn't noticed Katie stealthily slipping her paws under his shirt as well. He jumped as her fingers gracefully danced up his sides, causing him to shiver in anticipation as the cold air in the room caused his fur to stiffen and intensify the sensation of Katie's paws gently running up and down his sides. Kyle moaned as she slid closer and ground her hips against his. He opened his eyes to see her giving him an insinuating smile, causing him to blush and look away. "Hm hm hm, looks like someone's awake now," Katie playfully giggled, referring to Kyle's raging case of morning wood that Katie's hip grinding was only worsening. "Aww, don't be shy silly," she said encouragingly as she placed a finger under his chin and turned his head so that he faced her again. As their eyes met Katie could see that Kyle was still feeling a little embarrassed about the whole thing. It's been so long it's almost like he's a virgin again, Katie thought to herself, Well, I know how to fix that. With that, Katie continued pulling Kyle's shirt off, gently nudging his arms up so she could pull it over his head. Kyle complied while looking on with an awestruck stare, his mouth hanging open slightly as the cold air of the room sent shivers through his body, making his fur stand on end. Katie noticed Kyle shivering as she tossed his shirt onto the floor next to hers, causing her to pause and give him a concerned look. "Kyle look at you, you're shaking like a leaf!" "I-I-I'm f-f-fine sis, r-really," was all Kyle managed to stutter out. Katie pressed a paw to Kyle's forehead. "Hmmm, you definitely feel hot." "T-thanks, s-so do you," Kyle jokingly replied with a mischievous grin. Katie rolled her eyes and replied, "Kyle, that joke is lamer than the acting in the Twilight movies. Now come on, focus. Is there anything I can do to help with your fever?" "I-I don't h-have one," Kyle countered, even though in the back of his mind he knew his temperature was roughly 100.6 degrees Fahrenheit. "Don't lie to me Kyle, I know you're sick. It's that infection that's making you like this isn't it?" "Probably," Kyle replied while doing his best to not stutter, "It's n-nothing serious though, b-believe me. It's just the air i-in h-here is r-really cold." "Oh, okay that's good I suppose. So it's not like your fever is really high or anything?" "N-no, I'm just f-freezing in here. J-John must've r-really t-turned down the A/C last n-night," Kyle said while hugging his arms to his chest, trying to keep as much of his body heat from escaping as possible. Katie gently scratched behind his ears, causing him to briefly close his eyes and murr as Katie's gentle touch sent streams of relaxing pleasure flowing through his body. "And you're not contagious or anything, right?" she asked. "N-no, I'm not. All the g-germs are in my abdomen, t-they can't be passed on," Kyle shakily replied. "Hmm, then I think I can help you," she replied with a soothing smile. With that, she gently pushed him down so that he was lying flat on his back on the bed. Katie then slid herself on top of him, carefully straddling his waist and resting her body on top of his. Their faces were mere centimeters apart as Kyle moaned in delight as his sister's warm figure covered him with a flood of soothing body heat, instantly curing his shivers and teeth chattering. Katie kissed Kyle for the third time that morning, smiling inwardly as she felt Kyle's arms wrap around her and tightly hug her, keeping her warm figure tightly pressed against him. His paws gently ran through her soft back fur, gently gripping and releasing it as Kyle's paws explored his sister's body while her tongue explored his maw. Both siblings moaned into each other's mouths as they gently ran their paws over each other, with Kyle now gently stroking his fingers along Katie's soft, downy flanks while Katie ran her paws over Kyle's broad shoulders. Kyle had always had a strong Celtic figure, but Katie could tell he had definitely put some more muscle on himself as her paws gently ran down his shoulders to his arms, which had become quite strong and firm during his time at Parris Island. Finally, the two wolves broke their kiss and gazed at one another, neither removing their paws from each other's bodies as they both sighed and smiled in utter joy. They hadn't been able to cuddle like this in what had seemed like an eternity. Kyle continued to admire Katie's face, her beautiful snow white fur seemingly glowing in the morning sunlight. Kyle's eyes traced over her other features, like her cute black nose, and her soft, dark brown eyes that matched her hair as well. "God, you are just absolutely beautiful," Kyle sighed while also noticing that Katie's hair had gotten longer; a lot longer as it now hung down between her shoulder blades. Katie grinned at him as she felt him gently twirl her hair around his fingers. "Having fun I take it?" "Yeah, umm....why is your hair so long? I mean I don't think you've ever grown it out like this." "Ahh, so you noticed. Well, to answer your question it's part of a contest I'm having with Shelly; we're trying to see who can grow it the longest before mom finally makes one us get a haircut," Katie replied. "You're winning I take it?" he asked. "Oh yeah. I'm taller remember? It takes longer for my hair to reach the ground than Shelly's does." Kyle heartily chuckled at that, while also feeling a slight rush of pride at knowing that Katie was winning. His mind then turned to other matters as he brought a paw up behind Katie's head and gently scratched behind her ears, thus returning the favor she had imparted on him moments before. Katie murred at this and said, "Mmmmm, I could lie here all morning." "Are you sure that's all you want to do?" Kyle asked mischievously. "Hmmmm, you know there is one thing I can think of," Katie replied with an equally mischievous grin. "Oh yeah, what?" Kyle asked. "Sit on the edge of the bed and I'll show you," Katie said while rolling off of Kyle and moving off the bed. Kyle began to comply, although he first got up and put his t-shirt back on now that his sister wasn't there to provide warmth. After pulling his arms through the shirt, Kyle noticed Katie was now kneeling by the bed with an eager smile on her face. She impatiently patted a paw on the bed, commanding him to sit. Kyle walked over and did as instructed, as he was just as eager for what was to come as Katie was. Once he was sitting down, Katie moved in front of Kyle and had him spread his legs so she could scoot closer to the bed. Satisfied with her position, she then slowly brought her right paw up and gently rested in on Kyle's sheath, and began to stroke him through his boxers. Kyle closed his eyes as a lustful smile crept over his muzzle. He murred as his sister's gentle touch made him go mad with desire. He leaned back slightly, resting on his elbows as Katie worked her paws up his shaft, moving from his sheath to his fully erect wolfhood, and began to more roughly rub him through his underwear. Katie took her time, as she wanted this moment to last as long as possible. She glanced back and forth between her brother's eager rod and his smiling face, enjoying the different expressions that he made each time she gave him a teasing squeeze as she gently pawed him. Kyle made it clear he was enjoying himself as brought his paw forward and placed it behind her head, gently nudging her forward. However, Katie wasn't quite done teasing him, and so she brought her muzzle forward and gently kissed Kyle's member through his shorts, smiling to herself as she heard him gasp at this. She decided to take things a little further and twisted her head sideways while opening her maw, allowing her to take his rod between her teeth and give him a teasing nibble. This elicited a long moan of pleasure from Kyle, who then spoke for the first time in three minutes. "Oh gods sis, please..." "Please what?" Katie asked while bringing her left paw up and gently cupped Kyle's sac while her right paw went back to rubbing his length. "Please stop teasing me and just....you know..." "No, I don't know." "C'mon, please don't make me say it," Kyle said with an embarrassed sigh. Katie simply grinned back and said, "Ask and thou shalt receive big brother." "...Katie, would you please...(sighs heavily) would you please suck me off?" "Hmm, yeah. But only 'cause I love you," she said while enjoying Kyle's chagrined expression. "See, that wasn't so hard now, was it?" "N-No, not at all!" Kyle said, gasping Katie opened his boxer's fly and pulled his member into the cold morning air, followed by giving him a long, tactile lick from the base of his shaft all the way up to his tip before gently taking his first two inches into her maw. "Oh gods Katie, where in the world did you learn that?" he asked while he felt his heart begin to beat like a drum in his chest. Katie pulled off of him and gripped him with her right paw, gently pumping and squeezing his wolfhood while sweetly looking up at him with feigned innocence. "Oh, well I happen to know your laptop password...and you may have forgotten to delete your history from the last time you went online." Kyle's eyes just went wide in fearful surprise. "And so," Katie continued, "I may have found out you have an account on SoHooman.com, and may have looked through some of your faves." She then winked at him and said, "You know, you can learn a lot of things about yiff from a fictional species." Kyle blushed and bashfully smiled back. "What can I say, I'm a guy." "Oh I'm not mad at you," Katie said with an honest look, "But in the future I'd wish you'd just come to me first to see if I'm in the mood before you paw off, okay?" "Deal," Kyle replied, "But sis..." "Yes?" "Can you please get back to blowing me? I haven't had a chance to get off since I was in the hospital and I'm going out of my mind here." "Kyle. I haven't had an orgasm since the day we got caught. You know nothing of what it's like to go out of your mind," Katie said with a serious tone with a slight hint playful banter. "You're telling me you didn't paw off or anything for six months?" Kyle asked in disbelief. "I...don't exactly know how to...umm...paw," Katie said while blushing and looking off to the side, clearly uncomfortable about discussing her dilemma. Sensing her discomfort, Kyle leaned forward and placed a finger under her chin, guiding her face so she was looking back up at him. "Katie, it's nothing to be ashamed of. Tell you what, after I have breakfast this morning we'll go to my room and I'll show you how." "You? Show me?" Katie asked with a surprised glance. "Mmhmm, if you're willing that is." "Kyle, it's not that I'm unwilling, it's just that in case you haven't noticed, our genitals are really different. I don't think your...umm... 'technique' will work for me." Kyle chuckled and said, "True that. But I'm your mate and it's my job to keep you safe and satisfied, so I know some things that may be helpful to you." "If you can help me sleep better at night I'll be happy," Katie replied, although still a little skeptical at Kyle's claims. "Oh believe me, I can...or rather I can help you help yourself fix that little problem," Kyle said with a beaming smile before continuing on with, "and I know that you've suffered longer than I have, but could you PLEASE...finish what you started?" Katie giggled and teasingly squeezed Kyle's shaft again, which had remained firm in her grasp thanks to her constant stroking. "Aww, is my big brother feeling a little horny?" "Does the fact that if I wasn't so tired I would totally pin you to the ground right now and yiff you till you scream my name at the top of your lungs tell you anything?" Kyle asked with a lustful smile. Katie murred to herself as she pictured that. Ordinarily she would have punched him in the arm for making such a comment, but under the current circumstances she figured she could make an exception. And so without another word Katie opened her maw and gently sank four throbbing inches of her brother's cock into her warm, wet muzzle. She paused, watching Kyle's facial expressions with a gleeful smirk as he clenched his eyes shut and gasped aloud. Katie took a fifth inch into her maw-almost enough to deep throat him-while running her tongue at a tantalizingly slow pace along the underside of his shaft. For Kyle, the feeling was incredible. The ridges of Katie's mouth combined with her slick tongue and warm lips all sent electrifying tingles of pre-orgasmic pleasure that ran from the tip of his member into his lower back and up his spine where they finally dissipated into his body, causing him to shiver in utter delight. His mind started to go numb, and he felt his arms grow weak. The next thing he knew he was on his back with Katie's bed sheets tightly gripped in his paws, while Katie began to slowly bob her head up and down along his cock, teasingly pulling all but the very tip of his head out of her mouth before suddenly sinking back down and engulfing five of his throbbing inches. Her tongue skillfully glided underneath his wolfhood, and with every lick Kyle's hips bucked into her maw, begging her to go faster and take his entire rod into her mouth and throat. Katie paused for a second and pulled off of Kyle so she could catch her breath. Not wanting to tease Kyle any further, she decided to keep working him by wrapping both her paws around his shaft, tightly gripping his now slick cock and began to gently twist her paws in opposite directions. The feeling of her silky paw fur was almost too much, and Kyle accidently let forth a lupine whine that signaled he was getting close to blowing his load. Sensing this, Katie stopped and removed her left paw from Kyle's penis, instead choosing to simply grip him with her right paw and gently glide it up and down his rod while she worked up the strength to take him back into her mouth. After about a minute gently stroking Kyle, Katie decided it was time to get back to work, and so she removed her paws and rapidly took her brother's throbbing member back into her muzzle. Kyle let forth another pleasured cry as Katie surprised him by sinking his entire shaft into her maw; burying him in her throat and pressing her lips and nose against his crotch. His thick, masculine scent overwhelmed her; the smell making her feel close and intimate with the one whom she loved most in this world, and whom she knew loved her the most of anyone as well. She managed to hold Kyle in the back of her throat for a full twenty seconds, gagging from time to time as her reflexes took over. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and she pulled off of him, gasping as she did. Her hot breath caused Kyle to shudder in delight, as the cold air of the room seemed to reawaken ever nerve ending in his cock, making it throb in eager anticipation just as Katie regained her composure and hungrily engulfed him again. She moaned, murred, and hummed to herself, knowing her vocal vibrations sent waves of ecstasy through Kyle's throbbing cock as he bucked his hips again, his instincts taking over as he felt his heart beat faster, its beating rhythm increasing as his sister skillfully sent him into the throes of heavenly bliss. Although Katie could no longer see Kyle's face, as he was still lying back, she could tell he was thoroughly enjoying himself. His paws shuddered as his grip tightened on the sheets, while his feet periodically twitched, and his thick, fluffy tail wagged happily underneath him. Every time he thought it couldn't feel any better, Katie would nibble or deep throat him, and the next thing he knew he was throwing his head back and gasping in delight. He felt her bob her head faster, her tongue still driving him mad as she licked the underside of his shaft. The only sounds in the room were Kyle's moans of enjoyment, Katie's gasps between deep throatings, and most noticeably the distinctive wet slurps of her maw as each time she engulfed her brother's cock and then rapidly pulled off, sucking him with earnest desire all the while. Time lost all meaning for Kyle. His fever caused him to feel weightless and light headed; as if he were floating through a sea of clouds in Heaven itself. His whole body felt damp with sweat, a side effect from his sister's talented maw working him like a pro. He tried to open his eyes, but in his current state he felt like lead weights were holding down his eyelids. Kyle didn't care though. He was reunited with his sister, and now they finally had a chance to be together. His mind began to relax as his whole body became soothed by the constant radiating waves of pleasure emanating from his loins. He smiled to himself as he mused on the fact that a blowjob could be the ultimate lullaby. His mind continued to drift as he felt his wolfhood begin to go rigid. He took a deep breath and held it. Time took on meaning again as everything suddenly began to freeze before his eyes, as if he were trapped in some sort of limbo. Then a flash of colors; like a brilliant aurora of lights as bright as the early morning sun that rushed across his eyelids. He felt his chest go tight as the breath he held begged to escape his lungs. And yet he felt like he couldn't move. His heart slowly beat. One thump. Two thumps. Then, on the third one time seemed to unfreeze as quickly as it began, and he was beset by a new feeling as a wave of tightness came over his throbbing cock and he was hit with the charging tide of orgasmic bliss. Kyle gasped, releasing his breath after having only held it for four seconds when it had seemed to him like four hours. His paws clenched, fingernails digging hard into the bed sheets as he managed to exclaim, "Oh gods sis I'm gonna cum! NNNNNNGGGHHH Oh fu-!" He caught himself just in time to avoid dropping an f-bomb in front of Katie, although chances are she wouldn't have noticed. After ten minutes of tactile tongue work, Katie was rewarded with the biggest load she had ever received from her brother. Not having been able to paw off for four weeks, Kyle had a sizeable load stored up, and now it was being released like ropes of napalm from a flamethrower. Katie pulled her head back just as she felt Kyle's cock begin to twitch, and she cringed as the first of his strong flavored ropes coated her throat and tongue, quickly followed up by two more of equal volume. She was stunned at how much had already come forth, and it showed no signs of stopping! Katie instinctively pulled off Kyle completely so she could breath, but this resulted in her getting hit with the last four sticky ropes of Kyle's wolfspunk. One landed directly across the top of her muzzle and between her eyes, while two landed on the left side of her face and left several sticky white droplets clinging to her fur. The last cum jet was also the thickest, a coup de grace of sorts that coated Katie's right cheek with a long, viscous rope that was barely visible against her white fur. Kyle's mind quickly returned to reality as his orgasm melted away along with any feelings of dizziness or fever. His eyes turned to Katie, causing him to quickly break into a wide smile as he took in the sight before. Katie was still kneeling before him, her tail was excitedly wagging back and forth, and to top it all off her face was generously coated with his cum. She was panting too, causing her mouth to hang open and Kyle to get a good look at several sticky cum ropes hanging from the roof of her mouth to her tongue as she gave him a big open mouthed grin. "Wow Kyle, I didn't know it was even possible for a guy to hold that much!" Katie finally exclaimed after a few seconds of catching her breath. "It is when he hasn't been able to get all the way off for a month," Kyle replied with sly smile. "Hold on, don't move for a second." Katie watched him curiously, still panting and happily wagging her tail as he leaned over and grabbed her phone from the nightstand by her bed. Before she could react he had flipped it open and taken a picture of her smiling up at him with a cumalicious smile. "Heeeeeeeey," she began to say as she realized what had happened. "Oh c'mon sis, I want to be able to remember a sight like this," Kyle replied while texting the photo to his own phone. "Besides, you are too cute when you're wearing my stuff and grinning up at me like that." "Well, okay then," Katie reluctantly conceded, "But you'd better not show that to anyone!" "Now who would I possibly want to show it to?" "Oh, I don't know...maybe some of your Marine buddies who haven't seen their girlfriends in three months?" "Ooooh, I hadn't thought of that," Kyle replied with a sneaky grin. "You'd better not show them!" Katie replied with a slight air of panic, "I know how you guys like to brag about how you yiffed your mates." "Well you do put forth an interesting dilemma," Kyle stated while placing a paw under his chin in mock contemplation, "Because if I tell them, they find out my little sister gave me the world's greatest blow job. But on the other hand, they find out that my little sister gave me the world's greatest blowjob." Kyle then gave a consoling smile, telling Katie she didn't have to worry about him spilling the beans about their relationship to his brothers in arms. "Oh, you goof you," Katie said with a chuck as she rose up to give him a kiss. "Whoa, down girl," Kyle said while leaning back away from her. "Huh, what's wrong?" Katie asked, feeling slightly hurt at being turned down. "You uhh...you're still a little sticky," said Kyle as he pointed out that Katie was still wearing his spunk. "Oh, woops. I almost forgot about this," Katie said while scooping up her brother's still warm seed before hungrily licking it off her fingers. However, her fur was still sticky and matted, and would require a good scrubbing with soap and a washcloth before it came out. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom to wash this stuff out," Katie said while picking up her t-shirt and slipping it back over her head. Kyle just nodded in reply as he closed up the fly on his boxers and retrieved his own t-shirt. Katie quietly sneaked out into the hall, making sure not to wake up Shelly or her parents while still wearing Kyle's spooge on her face. It was 9:30 in the morning, but Katie knew that Shelly often slept in till 10:00 on weekends. After pausing in the hallway for a few seconds, Katie noticed the telltale sounds of someone messing around in the kitchen. Perfect, she thought, whoever's down there is too busy to notice me and Kyle were fooling around. And so Katie continued to sneak down the hall to the upstairs bathroom, pausing to look around as she stopped in front of the door, and then reached for the doorknob. Suddenly the knob turned from the inside, and the door opened...to reveal Shelly standing there with a surprised look on her face-mainly from there being someone standing in front of the door. However, it didn't take long for Shelly to notice the cumstains on Katie's muzzle. "Oooooooh my god," she started to say. "No Shelly! Please, shhh," Katie said in whispered panic. "Ooooooh My God," Shelly repeated, this time slightly louder as the gravity of the situation sunk in. "Shelly, quiet! It's not what it looks like," Katie whispered while looking over her shoulder to make sure no one was coming up the stairs. "OH MY GOD! DAAAAAD!" Shelly was now screaming at the top of her lungs. "DAD! KYLE WAS FOOLING AROUND WITH KATIE AGAIN!" Kyle cringed as he heard this and rushed out into the hallway. Shelly immediately noticed him, her eyes met his, and she saw that he intended to shut her up. A split second later Shelly pushed her way past Katie and rushed into her room, slamming the door behind her just as Kyle was about to grab onto her arm. Kyle tried to open the door, but found Shelly had locked the door and was still screaming for John to come upstairs. Meanwhile, downstairs was groggily trying to make breakfast. Since his and Eliza's bedroom was on the first floor, they often heard a lot of noise coming from down their neighbors down the street, and last night was no different. Two houses down the Stephens family had allowed their son Chris-who was home from college for the summer-to throw a party with his friends. Of course, since Chris's parents hadn't set very clear parameters, the party dragged on till two in the morning before someone finally called the cops and got Chris to shut off his stereo.
John sighed as he looked at the clock on the microwave. He'd managed to get about six hours of sleep; just enough to be able to drag himself into the kitchen and make a pot of life giving coffee. John walked over to the living room and reached for the remote to turn on Fox and Friends (after all, what self respecting fur didn't watch Fox News?) while waiting for the coffee to finish brewing. However, his attention was soon drawn to Shelly's shouts from upstairs. Now what, he asked himself in annoyance. "DAD! HELP!!! KYLE'S TRYING TO KILL ME!" Shelly screamed as Kyle pounded his fist on the door. "Shelly, I swear to almighty God if you don't shut up I'm going to kick this door in!" Kyle shouted back. Katie just stood there and watched with a rather blank expression as the situation unfolded. She then noticed John coming up the stairs and quickly rushed into the now empty bathroom to wash off her face before her father saw. As John reached the top of the stairs, he looked to the left to see Kyle taking a step back and getting ready to make good on his promise to kick down the door. "Kyle! What the hell is going on up here?" John angrily asked. Kyle froze and looked at John, then back over to Shelly's door, which was now cracked open as she peeked her muzzle out. Seeing her father standing in the hallway, she quickly opened the door and pointed to Kyle. "Dad, I caught him in Katie's room! He was...you know...with Katie again!" Shelly animatedly reported. "Uh huh, and you know this how?" John asked with folded arms while glaring at Kyle. "Because...Katie's face was covered in...oh my god it was so gross," Shelly managed to say while trying to hold back a sudden wave of nausea. At this point Katie stepped out of the bathroom, her face now scrubbed clean. John turned his head to look at her. "Katie, what was Kyle doing in your room?" John asked, although in a much calmer tone now. Katie just stood there and looked at the floor, unable to lie to her father, but unable to tell him the truth either.
After ten seconds of silence, John finally spoke up. "I thought so. Okay, here's what's gonna happen. Katie, go to your room. We'll talk about your punishment later. As for you Kyle," John said turning back to his son, "You're grounded for the day." "What, that's it?" Shelly asked in surprise at the lightness of the punishment. "Of course not," John replied. Before Kyle could ask what the other half of his punishment was, John launched his foot forward and kicked Kyle squarely in the nads. "There, that's for yiffing my daughter while her mother and I were in the same house. And with that, I think I'm done here." Shelly looked down at Kyle, who was now collapsed on the floor choking on a mixture of his own vomit and spit, groaning in pain while he rocked back and forth in a fetal position. "Umm, dad, are you feeling okay?" Shelly asked as she looked back over at John, "I mean that's kind of a weird punishment." "Yeah, well I don't start being a serious parent before I've had my coffee," he replied before continuing down the stairs. Dear God, what am I gonna do now that he's home again? Shelly shrugged and chuckled to herself as she then followed John down to the kitchen. Katie walked over to Kyle, who had managed to not puke his guts all over the carpet. "You okay Kyle? That looked like it hurt," she asked. "No, it felt great. Nothing builds character like having your genitals knocked into the back of your throat," Kyle sarcastically replied while wearily getting to his feet. "I'm gonna go back to bed." "What about breakfast?" Katie asked. "I'm not hungry anymore," he replied. He then limped over to Katie, gave her a strong hug and a quick kiss on her nose, and then proceeded back to his room. "But for the record, it was still worth getting kicked in the nuts to be with you this morning," he said with smile. Katie giggled and hugged back. "I'm sorry that happened to you. But on the bright side, we can play again later today!" "What do you mean?" Kyle asked, not quite understanding how they could yiff again while their parents were home. "Because mom and dad are supposed to go shopping for a new car today, remember?" "Seeing as how I've only been home for fourteen hours...no." "Oh, right," Katie replied with a slight twinge of embarrassment. "Well, they are. Which means you and I will have all afternoon!" "Great." "You don't sound very excited," Katie said dejectedly. "Sis...I was kicked in the balls by your dad. Now, I'm not sure if you have ever had an experience as crippling as that...but just so you now know, it hurts worse than getting shot. A LOT worse." Katie flattened her ears and stared, not enjoying that bitter reminder that Kyle seemed to enjoy bringing up. "So," Kyle continued, "I'm not gonna feel like yiffing for about two hours. Come get me then, and we'll get back to the action, okay?" he said with a gentle smile. Katie nodded and gave him one last hug before heading back to her room to get dressed. Kyle watched her as she walked back, staring at her butt as she slightly wiggled her waist back and forth as she walked. He wondered if she was teasing him, and then we he noticed her looking back at him with a lusty stare that said, "Caught you!" Kyle blushed and nervously grinned back at her. Yup, she had been teasing him. He turned and walked back to his room, peeling his shirt back off and flopping face down on the bed. He quickly drifted off to sleep; contemplating on what the rest of the summer had in store for him. Ahh, it's good to be home. ************************
Okay, so that's all for now. I'll try to get one chapter out a week, but no promises. After all, this chapter is OVER 9000! Words. No really it is. Copy and paste it into a Word doc and you'll see. So yeah, not all of them will be this long, but I figured it's been so long since I posted you guys deserved a bone with plenty of meat on it. Till next time guys. ^-^