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The dragon handlers shoved the wolf back into the pen in a rough manner. He glared back at them and growled, going as far as showing some teeth, but the two bipedal dragons were armed with those strange, magically-imbued knives that were scarier than any broadsword. Gavin knew better than to try anything at the moment.

Therefore, the wolf stood still while they removed the bonds keeping his wrists tied behind his back. They shoved him forward with a rough push and a snort. 'Pen' was what they called it, the damned dragons as if they were animals to be kept in one. To Gavin it was more of a prison cell. A fucking cage. It was just solid walls on the back and heavy metal bars on the three remaining sides with nothing but one heavily locked door on the front. There were plenty of other cages surrounding theirs, but most of them stood empty, at least for now. Who knew what, or who else the damned dragons kept on those other cages? Gavin had only been there for what he judged to be two days at most, after all. He and...

"Step forward," the handler said with a tone of impatience signaling to the only other occupant of the cage.

Gavin looked at his little brother who, in turn, lowered his ears and looked at him. Kipp was a few years younger than him. That much was plain and obvious for all to see. They both shared the same brown-colored pelt and many similar traits, but years of life in the military had hardened Gavin. He had bulked up, had quite some muscle to show and a scar here and there that he had gotten in the dragon wars before he was captured. Kipp, on the other hand, was mostly unscathed. His fur was flawless and his form less... sculpted. The younger wolf was lean, but he had some muscle definition there as well. Kipp had been, after all, very close to completing the basic training right after coming of age before he got desperately drafted to participate in the war.

The dragon tapped his foot with impatience. Kipp stood up since he too had learned that defying the dragons' wishes was not possible for now, but he still kept his eyes on the older brother. Gavin gave him a nod, which prompted Kipp to move forward. The small growl and display of teeth his little brother gave the dragons made the older wolf somewhat proud even if they were completely unfazed by it.

As the younger brother walked past the older, Gavin did stop him for a moment. He placed his paw on the single piece of clothing Kipp was wearing: a crude loincloth they had made from the remains of Gavin's shirt. His brother understood his message right away and, though a little reluctantly, he quickly unwrapped the shirt from his waist and handed it to Gavin before stepping out to meet the dragons.

Gavin could see how uncomfortable and embarrassed his younger brother looked. His growl lost some power and his bushy tail flew between his legs, but that wasn't quite enough to hide his bare sheath and balls. The dragons didn't give a damn about his lack of cover, quickly pulling Kipp's hands behind his back to bind them just as Gavin's had been before they took him away.

Not even the bare minimum of decency was allowed them. Another proof that the dragons saw them as little more than animals.

He had an urge to at least wish his brother good luck, maybe give him some comforting parting words. The best he could do, however, was keep his own face straight and body language relaxed so Kipp wouldn't get too nervous. He had just come back from where he assumed they were taking his brother and, thankfully, it was no more than some kind of medical exam. There was a lot of patting and invasive touching as well as unknown magic being used to 'determine their health status', but thankfully nothing too bad.

He really wished he could tell Kipp that, but even communication was another luxury that had been taken away from them.

The wolf had grown used to the small piercing that went through the tip of his tongue. A little bit of metal, nothing major, but what made it terrible was how it connected to two little metal bands that had been placed at the base of the wolves' lower fangs. With a small metal bar between them, it kept his tongue still at the bottom of his muzzle, unable to move. Without his tongue, he couldn't talk, and neither could Kipp or most of the wolves he had seen brought this far into their empire. How to remove such implements, Gavin did not know. The dragons surely had some means to do so but... would they?

Until such a time, the wolves had no choice but to remain silent. Gavin's eyes followed Kipp as he was taken away for a while.

The wolf brought the ragged shirt up and considered wrapping it around his own waist until Kipp returned. Unlike his brother, the older wolf had already been forced to remain naked for several days. His armor had been taken from him soon after their capture and the clothes he had worn underneath were cut or ripped by the rough hands of whatever dragon handled them little by little as they went. He was never given any replacements for them. No dragon showed even the slightest hint of caring about how he felt about being naked, though he did catch some of them staring or sneering at his nudity every now and then...

In the end, Gavin decided not to bother. The wolf moved to the back of the cage and sat down. After a while, being naked wasn't as bothersome anymore. Lack of decency was, after all, the very least of the concerns of a captured war prisoner. The only reason he bothered to keep the shirt was for Kipp's sake. He tried to spare his younger brother of what he could. After all, if he hadn't insisted to his superior that his sibling be put in the same squad he was in despite his inexperience, maybe he wouldn't have been in that town when the dragons attacked...

They never stood a chance. Gavin had heard the news that the war-front against the invading mythical beasts was not doing well, but he had always thought they could beat them somehow. The attack on the city, however... it wasn't a fair fight. Not at all. A few dragons, joined together, making use of their foul yet incredibly powerful magical abilities, swept the town with some kind of paralyzing mist, and, before they could even fight, they were already captured. All of them, every wolf, rounded up, bound and taken in. At first, Gavin had no idea where they were taking them, but soon it became obvious that the dragons were dealing with slaves. The groups of wolves were separated, sold to different people, different places, and he and Kipp...

They were taken by ship to the dragon lands. The heart of their empire.

It was much different than anything Gavin had seen before. The Wolven lands weren't nearly as advanced, but then again, dragons relied on their magic for everything. It was everywhere, and it was a powerful thing. Many other wolves had come with them, but one after the other they were got scattered. Gavin had managed to remain near Kipp so far, but he feared what might happen soon. The wolf clutch to the shirt he held on his paw so tight that his claws poked little holes in the fabric at the thought. He would not let that happen. They would not separate him from his younger brother. They would not...

Gavin sighed. His gaze remained low fixated on the ground until he heard steps coming his way.

One of the dragon handlers, a big one with copper-colored scales, accompanied a different one. The new dragon was obviously different from the rest somehow. Instead of any kind of uniform, his clothes were more... extravagant. Robes made of colors the wolf had never seen before with adornments that glistened with a golden gleam. Still, even as impressive as those were, they still paled when compared to the dragon's own scales. They looked like they were made of the purest, most beautifully polished silver. There had to be some magic at play there, for no natural creature could have such a glow.

The dragon carried himself with his head high. Even his wings, folded behind his back like all the others', looked more regal, adorned with hanging jewelry akin to earrings at the very tips. He was obviously a dragon that was... different from the others somehow. Richer, perhaps? Important?

Both dragons stopped right in front of Gavin's cage. The wolf looked up at them and closed his legs to at least hide some of his modesty. The silver dragon smirked, but Gavin wasn't sure if it was at that.

"This is the wolf that matches the little one? He does look to be in better form, at least." The dragon's voice was still rough, as the wolf thought all dragon speech to be, but it did have a different tone from the others'.

"Yes, this is him. Freshly taken, about to be sold. Probably to the mines," the handler responded.

Gavin's ears perked up. It was the first time he had heard anything about their destination. The dragons didn't seem to care at all about what he heard or not, though.

"The mines? What a shame. Such tiny creatures might not last too long there..." the silver dragon said. He did not sound like he actually cared.

Neither did the other dragon, apparently, because he simply shrugged. The silver was the first to move on, turning his back to Gavin and heading towards the entrance. The handler seemed eager to follow him.

"Are they a mated pair?" the silver dragon asked as they walked away.

"No," the handler responded. "They are probably related by blood given their similarity..."

Gavin's ears stood upright. As they walked away, their voices became more distant, but they were still talking about them. The wolf rushed forward towards the edge of the cage, but when he got there, he went down to one knee standing near the edge. His ears remained upright, but he didn't want the dragons to notice he was so intent on listening to their conversation.

Lucky for Gavin, they stopped by the entrance of the pen complex. Far away, but still within his earshot! The wolf's ears remained attentive.

"I see... A shame. If they were a mated pair..." the silver said.

Gavin could only see the silver dragon's side with the other cages in the way, but he could still hear them. The wolf let out a growl of frustration. What did that even mean?

The handler's voice came again. "Do they catch your interest, m'lord?" He sounded surprised.

"Perhaps. I could find use for two new dogs in my estate, but unmated and unruly as they are, I will find better ones. Tell me, are they fixed?"

'Fixed'? Gavin's eyes widened a little. What did that mean, exactly?

"Hmm... they are scheduled to be neutered this afternoon," the handler answered again. Gavin's heart skipped a beat.

"They have shown no displays of sexuality? None at all?" the silver asked.

"No, m'lord. Without a sex drive, they aren't fit for a domestic position. They won't need it in the mines, it would only serve as a distraction."

"Ah, I see. Pity."

The silver dragon looked at his direction. Gavin thought he might have seen him, but the wolf no longer cared. His mind was racing. The regal dragon started to walk out and, just as before, the handler scurried after him.

"What if they still display a sex drive before the procedure?" the silver dragon asked, but the voices started to become distant.

"That isn't likely, m'lord. It's in a few hours, we only have to see about the contr-..."

Gavin pressed himself against the iron bars. His ears stood on end, but the voices became mere grumbles as the dragons walked further and further away, then they disappeared. The wolf slammed his fist against the iron bars in frustration.

Neutered. The dragons were going to cut their balls off?! His and his brother's, as if they were beasts? And then send them to some kind of mine? Gavin couldn't help but look down at himself. The pair of furry orbs there, exposed, right under his sheath. They were going to take away his masculinity and, not only his but his brother's as well. They were going to fucking cut it off of them!

Gavin's protective instincts flared up. Just the mere thought of his brother laid on a table while dragons took that away from him enraged Gavin. How he wished he could get his hands on a sword again. He dreamed of cutting each of the dragons in their way down as he led his brother outside to safety...

But that was a stupid, fleeting dream. There were too many dragons, most of them with magic on their side. He would probably only make it a few steps out of his cell if he was lucky. Gavin ached to do it, but he knew that if he wanted to save his brother... and, well, himself, he would need to play smart.

What had the dragon said? If they were a mated pair, if they displayed an interest in sexuality, maybe their fate would be different. What did that even mean, though?

Gavin got up and started pacing inside the pen. He thought back to everything the dragons had said, word for word, and tried to work sense out of them. Display of sexuality. Display of sexuality... What 'sexuality' could he even 'display'? Unless...

An idea started forming in the wolf's head. When it appeared, Gavin's ears folded back against his head. He couldn't do that, he thought, but as he weighed all the possibilities, all the outcomes, his heart sank. More and more, the idea started gaining ground in his head. It was the only choice he and Kipp had.

He would have to do it. It would be hard, it would be awful, but he'd do it for them. For his brother's sake... All he had to do was show them, then maybe...

With a slight growl of frustration at the back of his throat, Gavin retreated to the back of the cage, leaned his back against the wall... and reached down to his sheath. He pulled it back, exposing the tip of his length... and started stroking it.

The mere thought of what was on his mind was an obstacle in getting himself erect, but the wolf simply huffed and closed his eyes. He steeled himself. He needed to do it, so he tried to push those thoughts away and create a fantasy for himself. He brought back memories of past wolf girls he had fucked to his mind. The last one, a delightful, curvy thing in a tavern he was drinking in with his squad, was the freshest in his memory so Gavin focused on it...

Little by little, his cock emerged from its furry pouch. The wolf's fingers worked on it with expertise, coaxing it out and reveling on the pleasant sensations that came from stroking his sensitive length. The vague sound of steps made Gavin's ears twitch, but though the thought of dragons watching him do that bothered him, the wolf kept his eyes shut to ignore it. The smell of his own musk was caught on his own nose. Masturbation wasn't uncommon, especially for someone used to being stuck with dozens of other male wolves deprived of any females for months on end in military campaigns. Each and every one of them could smell it in each other when it happened. Touching himself was alright, but never in his life had Gavin thought he'd be doing that naked in an open cage in the middle of the dragon prison.

Gavin grunted. He tuned it all out. He focused on his fantasy and, soon enough, he had the whole of his erect length to stroke with his paw. The wolf finally opened his eyes to look at it. The red, veiny tapered length had always been a point of pride for the wolf. Gavin considered himself relatively well-endowed and, for a moment, his ears folded back as perhaps, only this time, that wasn't the best of things, but...

No. The wolf let out a small growl. He couldn't let his thoughts stray. He had to keep focused on his goal. It was their only chance.

With a little more determination, Gavin used his paw to stroke himself with speed and strength. The wolf used every trick on the book. Squeezing his sheath where his knot would grow, giving it a few pauses between fast strokes and then spitting on his paw to 'lube' it up so he could stroke himself better.

It worked relatively well. Soon enough, the first droplet of pre-cum appeared at the tip of Gavin's blatantly erect cock. The wolf hurriedly took it with his fingers, smearing it across his length as best as he could to slicken it.

The wolf continued to eagerly masturbate while sitting on the back of his pen. The closer he got, the better, and every time he managed to coax pre-cum out of his cock he spread it over his length again. Thankfully, the more he pleasured himself, the more frequently it happened. His knot was just starting to bulge on his sheath when Gavin heard a door opening nearby, followed by the sound of many approaching steps.

The wolf's ears folded back. He stood up right away but gave his erect cock quite a few extra pumps. Gavin took a deep breath and steeled himself. He could do it. He had to do it.

He retreated towards the back of the cage, his back against the wall, but his paw didn't stop stroking his erect length. If anything, it sped up, determined to keep it hard for all of them to see. When they approached, the same two dragon handlers surrounded Kipp, who still had his arms bound behind his back with one of their hands on his shoulder to guide him towards their 'pen'.

All three of them looked surprised when they laid their eyes on Gavin. A flush of heat came up to warm the older wolf's face and ears, but he kept them upright, his expression stern and unfazed. The dragons only looked slightly surprised. They didn't even stop their work, unlocking the cage's door and pushing his brother in before starting to undo his bindings, but Gavin did see them staring at his red, erect member quite blatantly, snorting and exchanging some looks.

Kipp, on the other hand...

His younger brother opened his muzzle and Gavin was sure he would be asking a thousand questions if he could talk at all, but he could not, so he just stared at Gavin masturbating in front of him with wide eyes while the dragons relieved him of his bonds. After he was free, they shoved him in just as they had done to Gavin and closed the cage's door behind him. That was his cue. Gavin knew he had to move before the dragons went away so that they'd know.

With his paw giving his cock a few last strokes, Gavin growled at his brother. He wished he could tell him, explain what he was about to do and why, but he couldn't utter a word, not even a whisper. All he could do was growl, show his teeth, keep up the act in front of the dragons. With Gavin's hard cock bobbing between his legs, he took large steps towards Kipp.

His brother retreated from him, taking a few steps back and lowering his ears in confusion. Gavin took a little momentum and... promptly pounced at Kipp.

Though Kipp was also trained, the element of surprise must surely have been the major factor as to why it was so easy to trip him. With expertise, Gavin tackled him, tripping his leg so that his brother would fall down to the ground with the older wolf going with him. In a rather rough move, Gavin soon had Kipp letting out a whine when he fell down with his chest against the floor.

Gavin wasted no time. He put a knee on the back of the younger wolf's legs so he'd stop kicking and, proficient in pinning others down, he pulled one of Kipp's arms behind his back in a move that he knew would hurt just enough to make him stop struggling so much against him. His younger brother groaned in pain under him as Gavin placed a paw against his shoulder, keeping him hard-pressed against the ground. Unable to say anything, all Gavin could do was lean forward and growl angrily against his brother's ear. They folded themselves up pinned against his head in response. Even Kipp's tail brushed against Gavin's still hard cock as it lowered itself between his legs in forced submission.

With a glance towards the dragons, Gavin saw that they had already locked the cage, but both of them had remained there watching. He wondered if they even cared at all if Gavin had really meant to hurt his brother since they weren't really interfering. The wolf had different intentions, though...

Gavin quickly grabbed both of Kipp's wrists and forced them behind his back. Then, with a single paw, he grabbed both to keep them together while at the same time pressing against the lean, younger wolf's back so he'd remain pinned down. That freed one of Gavin's paws so that he could grab the base of his brother's tail and yank it up. Even that he did with some force, causing another yelp from Kipp that was painful to hear, but the dragons were still watching...

With his brother's tail lifted up and Kipp immobilized on the ground beneath him... The weak, small struggles from the younger wolf were kept at bay. Gavin repositioned himself above Kipp so that he could line himself up. The tapered, pointed tip of his cock hovered right above the exposed entrance of his brother.

Gavin took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment. Knowing it was his own little brother there underneath him had his cock softening a little bit, so he huffed, steeled himself, thought about why he was doing this and then stopped thinking about it at all. He had to go over the girl he had fucked in the inn on his mind again. He had had her on all fours on the bed. He imagined it was her. The scent of his own musk hung in the air, just like it had that time. He could do it. He had to, or else...

Gavin opened his eyes. He saw Kipp's eyes staring back at him riddled with confusion. The older wolf looked away. Instead, they hovered down to under the younger wolf's tail. The pink entrance stood there, waiting. It even looked a little inviting. Gavin himself had never been with another male and had never wished to, but he knew other wolves that couldn't handle the lack of females and indulged into each other. He had heard it could be... pleasant. Though the sheer thought of having someone under his own tail made him growl with outrage, some wolves even went as far as liking it. He took a deep breath and shoved himself forward. It couldn't be that bad...

The moment the tip of his hard cock started prodding against Kipp's entrance, that's when his younger brother seemed to realize what was about to happen. A loud growl came from Kipp under him, his eyes widened and his struggling that had dwindled down reawakened with desperate fury. Gavin growled down at him again and put all of the strength behind his superior muscles into holding the younger wolf down. With him moving more, it became more difficult to line himself up, but he knew he had to do it. The older wolf leaned forward over his brother and, growling back at Kipp to force him to calm down, he bit the back of his brother's neck, catching the fur between his teeth and pressing his sharp fangs against his brother's skin. In what must have been a natural instinct, Kipp's struggling ceased for a moment as the younger wolf froze and whimpered in submission. Keeping his bite on the smaller wolf's nape strict, Gavin positioned himself. The older wolf thrust forward against his younger brother's ass, trying to find purchase and failing once, twice, thrice... until finally...

"HMMMFGH!" The sound Kipp made wasn't quite understandable. Without their tongues, they could barely make anything intelligible, but it was still loud and it still cut Gavin's heart to hear it. The older wolf pushed through it, however. The warmth of his own younger brother surrounded his cock, half of it buried into the younger wolf. He had been a little rougher than he intended because of the struggling, though Kipp had stopped moving when the apparent pain of the first penetration assailed him. Gavin huffed against his brother's neck from above, the effort to hold him down straining him, but he stopped for a moment. He hoped he'd be able to let Kipp get used to his size before continuing, but he had never even done that before. Would it get easier? Should he pull back...?

"Most unexpected," he heard one of the dragons comment from outside. When Gavin glanced at them, he saw that one of them was writing something down while the other still stared at him quite intently. Almost expectantly.

Gavin focused on Kipp again and he knew he had to keep going. With another growl, he pulled back, just a little bit, then tried to be as gentle as he could as he sunk his cock back into his brother, deeper than before.

Though it was his brother, he couldn't deny the warmth surrounding his length. The way Kipp clenched on it constantly was almost as if something was milking it, stroking it. Gavin sunk himself into his brother all the way to the knot and it surprised even him to see his own knot bigger and more inflated than before. It was already threatening on getting too big to go in, but though in a girl he might still force it in before it was fully grown, he spared his brother of that.

Kipp squirmed and whined under him. It bothered him greatly, but Gavin again let the rumble of his growling go through his brother's neck held down by his teeth. It prompted the desired submission. Though Kipp glanced back at him with confused and wet eyes, Gavin still let go of his tail to instead grab the wolf's hips so that he'd have better support and purchase for fucking.

And fucking he did. With the dragons still watching, the wolf's powerful hips pulled back and thrust back in. Gavin made a point to huff, showing effort in fucking his brother as if he was doing it out of sheer lust. The same effort he would put into fucking any girl back home, except that it was...

No, he couldn't think about it.

He simply fucked. It became easier with every thrust. Soon the wolf's sizable cock was sliding into his brother with relative ease and even Kipp himself didn't look like he was in pain anymore, but his brother still gasped and by all the gods, how he clenched. Fucking a male was a very different experience from fucking a female, Gavin learned.

His body could not deny the pleasure of it. Pre-cum was soon gushing from Gavin's cock to slicken the process, something he was glad for, and in his mind, Gavin tried to focus on thoughts that would keep him going. The sooner he finished, the sooner it would be over...

"What do you think?" one of the dragons said to the other. Gavin pretended he was too busy fucking to listen, but his ears were perked up.

"I don't know. It seems unilateral. The big one has his merits. The doctor might be interested in hearing about it." From the corner of his mind, Gavin saw one of the dragons nodding. Then, the one who spoke looked annoyed.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Go tell him."

His companion looked annoyed at him, but he nodded his head and walked away. Gavin had no idea if they had any kind of hierarchy, but the one that remained folded his arms and continued watching, even going as far as smirking. The wolf tried to ignore that as well.

Something they had said concerned him, though. 'The big one has his merits'... He hadn't considered that, but he was in too deep to let his efforts go to waste now.

Gavin thrust himself deep into his brother and stopped for a moment. Kipp was panting under him, his breath heavy, but he seemed to appreciate the pause even if he still grunted and clenched down on his cock as if trying to expel it.

With a heavy heart, Gavin finally let go of his brother's neck to grab Kipp's tail and pull it. At the same time, he retreated his legs, allowing his brother the movement to follow the pull of his tail and raise his ass up higher by getting up on his knees. Gavin still kept his brother's face against the floor with his wrists held together behind his back. The position looked even less comfortable for Kipp, but it suited his needs. It allowed Gavin to let go of the younger wolf's tail when he had gotten in the proper position and reach around...

As much as it made him cringe, Gavin was still somewhat glad to find his brother half-hard length out of its sheath when he grabbed it. Kipp's eyes went wide again and he let out another groan of complaint, a bit of a struggle forming to get his brother's hand away from his sheath before Gavin growled fiercely down at him to tell him to stop. Kipp obeyed.

Without any ceremony, Gavin pulled Kipp's sheath back to expose as much of his cock as he could and start stroking it. At the same time, he pulled his hips back and resumed a light fucking that had his brother groaning and grunting again.

It worked, though. His brother's member started hardening in his paw. He masturbated it faster, glancing at the dragon to make sure he could see it, and then picking up the pace on both the stroking and the fucking.

It was hard to judge what his brother was going through from the vague sounds he made, but Gavin preferred to believe there was some moaning mixed in there. He did the best he could to make sure there would be pleasure for Kipp despite the fact that he was being fucked and masturbated by his own older brother. Gavin's thrusts were in tandem with the stroking and, as soon as he could, he pulled his brother's sheath back to reveal his knot and focused some of his efforts there, grabbing the younger wolf's knot within his paw and squeezing on it, a move he knew would affect any canine, before returning to the usual strokes going up and down the length of his brother's cock.

Gavin himself felt his pleasure peaking. There was a pang of guilt inside him over how much his body seemed to be enjoying fucking his own brother, but he couldn't deny it. His own knot had grown to full size and it throbbed. Ached, even. It begged to sink into something tight. The wolf looked down at it, the sight of his own cock drilling into his brother's ass, stretching it, disappearing within it with each thrust... and his knot sitting above it, considerably larger than even the thicker part of his length. Gavin had thought about how difficult the whole thing would be, but it was only looking at his own knot bumping into his brother's tailhole that he truly realized that the whole ordeal might be even harder than he thought.

Maybe he didn't have to knot him. Gavin's paw grabbed Kipp's own knot and squeezed it. When he felt the bulb of flesh, warm against his paw, he almost imagined it was his own and his cock throbbed, spurting pre-cum deep into his brother. Kipp underneath him as well. All Gavin had to do was bring his paw back and squeeze his own knot, finish this whole ordeal and then after the deed was done he would only just have to somehow explain to Kipp...

"Well, well, well... would you look at that."

Gavin stopped for a moment, albeit with his cock still buried within his brother. He looked to see more dragons approaching. Gavin recognized one of the doctors, a copper-scaled dragon in white clothing that had been there when they had 'examined' him earlier. Besides him, the same glowing, silver-scaled dragon came as well. Both of them seemed satisfied, their eyes locked at the two wolves, but the silver one had a downright grin all over his face.

"It is remarkable," the doctor said. "I had no reports of sexual activity between these two and now they are engaging with each other. Perhaps they were merely pent-up or maybe the handlers had missed some signs..."

"Could've been they were just shy," the handler standing near suggested, "you know how these beasts are. Shy until their instincts get the best out of them."

The doctor wrote down a few things as well. The silver dragon's eyes, however, never left the two wolves. Gavin didn't like the way the dragon's gaze trailed down to Kipp and lingered.

"It is indeed... remarkable," the silver agreed, licking his lips.

Gavin looked away from them. All he had to do was finish. He had reached his goal, they had all seen them! He started fucking again, huffing with each thrust, putting more effort behind them just as he put more effort into stroking Kipp. His brother moaned again, squirming under him, clenching. Gavin closed his eyes, focusing on his own pleasure. He let go of his brother's cock and grabbed his own knot to give it some rhythmic squeezing in tandem with his thrusts as if he had knotted something. He could feel the pleasure, his cock spurting pre-cum. He was close...

"I heard these beasts get locked together when they mate?" Gavin heard the silver dragon asking. He tried to ignore it and keep fucking...

"Hmm?" the doctor replied. "Oh, yes. Do you see those bulbs of flesh near the base of their penises? It expands when they ejaculate in their mating, making it impossible to pull out."

"Oh..." the silver said, sounding obviously disappointed. "So they are not truly mating?"

Gavin paused to look at them. The doctor stared at them for a while before answering and Gavin could just see how his eyes lingered on his own paw squeezing his knot.

"Well, I would thin-" the doctor started, but the silver dragon interrupted him.

"It is a shame. I had hoped they would be a mated pair. If they were, I'd purchase them together, intact as they are, but if they are not then I suppose you can just proceed with whatever you were going to do with them."

Gavin's heart sank. He looked down at Kipp, panting beneath him. At his own cock buried within his brother. He had come so far! Gavin didn't know what the dragon meant about purchasing them, but keeping them intact? And if they were 'purchased' together, maybe they could remain together. Maybe! All he had to do was...

"You would, m'lord? They are unruly, barely even trained. I imagine you would need a myriad of magical devices just to keep these savages-"

"You mistake me for some low breed without the means to do so," the silver said, interrupting the doctor yet again. "It doesn't matter though. If they are not mating, I am not really interested."

The silver dragon looked away. Gavin's heart skipped a beat. It was his opportunity, his one opportunity.

The older wolf let out a loud growl. One he knew would attract the dragons' attention again. As they watched, he took a deep breath. In order to make things better for his brother and give the right impression, he reached around to grab Kipp's cock again. Gavin gripped it with certainty and started stroking it, hard and fast, just as he pulled his hips back and pressed himself in with fury and determination.

This time with an intent to knot.

Kipp's entrance resisted. His cock had stretched it, but it was just not big enough to take the wolf's sizable knot. Gavin had seen males knotted to other males though, he had heard of it, he knew he could do it even if it seemed impossible. With determination, the older wolf thrust hard against his younger brother. Each grunt and whimper from Kipp below him made him angrier at himself, angrier at the fucking dragons for forcing him to do that, but he would see it to completion.

With determination, Gavin himself grunted as he shoved his knot into his brother. Even despite everything, however, the feeling of his brother's entrance giving in, little by little, stretched by the bulk of his knot until finally, with a stronger thrust, it got swallowed in, was... almost too much for Gavin.

He moaned himself. When his knot popped into Kipp, his thrusts became shallow but deep. Kipp groaned and squirmed against the ground, clenching hard, and judging from how slick with pre-cum Gavin's hand was, he judged his brother couldn't be too far either. The older wolf started to desperately stroke his brother, though when he felt his own pleasure reaching its peak, his own limbs grew weak. Gavin simply grabbed at Kipp's knot and squeezed it hard so that maybe his brother wouldn't feel...

The groan Kipp let beneath him told him that he did feel it. Even if Kipp's cock started throbbing in his paw. Even if the sound of his brother's seed splattering against the ground and the conversation of the dragons rang around his ears, Gavin still heard Kipp's groan that told him that he could feel the warmth of Gavin's seed filling his insides.

The pleasure of orgasm that overcame the older wolf was filled with guilt as well. It was overwhelming, undeniable, but even as his knot reached full size, locking both brothers together in the most intimate of ways, and as his whole body trembled with pleasure, Gavin still couldn't quite enjoy it knowing he had just fucked his younger brother. Forcefully!

But for their own sake...

As Gavin's orgasm started to subside alongside Kipp's, both brothers were reduced to exhausted panting. Gavin slowly let go of Kipp's wrists and, though his brother pulled his arms away, he remained against the ground, breathing heavily and with his ears lowered. Gavin's own ears were pinned against his head, an expression of weakness and submission he did not care for, but feeling his own cock remain hard and pulsing... knowing it was stuck inside his own little brother, and would remain so, for the better part of the next hour, made him feel incredibly guilty.

"Prepare the papers," the silver dragon said. Gavin looked at him to see he was grinning. The array of draconic, white teeth shining. "I am sure I can make good use of a pair of dogs."

The doctor bowed his head. "If that is what you want, m'lord..." The dragon then looked at the remaining handler and nodded towards the entrance. Both of them left right away, leaving only the silver-scaled one standing in front of the cage. Grinning. Staring at them...

Gavin saw how the dragon's hand slowly went down between his legs to touch himself to the sight of both wolves locked together. The older wolf let out a small growl towards the damned dragon. Mainly because his eyes wouldn't leave Kipp...

"What a perfect display..." the dragon said. His eyes finally left Kipp to meet Gavin's. The way those eyes stared at him, the way the dragon's grin grew just a little wider... It was a look of triumph. Then, the dragon chuckled. Those eyes found Kipp again and, when Gavin followed, he found his brother looking up at him with an accusatory glare.

"And to think that all of this just because they walked those wolf females in heat by... Such instincts you beasts have." The dragon chuckled.

Gavin looked at him confused. Females? What females? At first, he didn't understand, but when Kipp huffed and tried to pull away from him, Gavin himself had to grunt. The tug on his knot told both of them that Kipp wasn't going anywhere for a while. His brother looked at him with a look of pure outrage.

Then, Gavin's eyes went wider. He looked at the dragon, who laughed, and then at Kipp, and shook his head. Gavin opened his muzzle, even tried to make a sound, but of course he couldn't talk. Neither of them could. He couldn't explain to his brother that that wasn't true. Kipp growled at him and Gavin... Gavin growled at the dragon.

"I will see you two soon. We will have much time to get to know each other's true natures and intentions."

The dragon simply turned away to leave. As Gavin watched him walk away, he thought back about everything he had said. Everything he had listened to, what had sparked that idea and how their destiny had changed because of his actions.

All because of that dragon...

...What had he done?