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The brotherly love between them was no reason for Ken and Goro to hold back, as far as they were concerned.

"Like hell you're getting past me!" Ken shouted, going in for a quick slide tackle as Goro drove the ball down the pitch; they were just doing an intrasquad scrimmage, but that didn't stop them from playing with all the fire and intensity that they would have pressed against their fiercest competition, or their greatest rival.

The coach loved to see it: Ken's efforts were just enough to force Goro's shot on goal a little off balance.

Against any lesser defender, Goro would have been right on point and nailed the shot easily, but Ken kept pushing his brother to improve his offensive strikes, and his footwork along with them. That kind of practice would prove invaluable later on in the year, when they met their most talented competition in the playoffs.

For that afternoon, Goro's shot went just high, striking the top end of the crossbar and popping over the back of the net. The defensive players cheered: they'd be spared the grueling rigors of conditioning that afternoon, but Goro's offensive teammates weren't coming down on him, as their coach blew the whistle.

He gave his best efforts, and there was no one on the team that they would have preferred to take the shot over him.

"One of these times, I am gonna get past you," Goro muttered, as the strikers and midfielders patted his back. They were already on their way to the end line, and Goro knew better than to keep the coach waiting as he trotted over, as well.

"By the time you do, I'll actually need to do conditioning again," Ken teased, pretending that Goro hadn't bested him in one-on-ones plenty of times off the practice field. "Shall I wait up for you, then?"

"If you do, you might as well join us out here..."

**

Goro was still panting, sweat and spittle _drenching_his jersey, a tremble following him with every step that he took.

His brother was, despite being his twin, a stark contrast of appearance: he'd gotten to enjoy practice and skip the hardest part of the afternoon, and with his arms behind his head and a grin on his face, he looked like he was walking down easy street.

"Can you imagine what they'd say if they knew the other kind of wager that was hanging on our little practice games?" Ken murmured, giving Goro a knowing stare. "They would have felt a lot worse for you losing again..."

"When I beat you," Goro paused, taking another moment to catch his breath, "And I am going to beat you...I'm gonna make you gag on my cock for a fucking hour straight, bro. I hope you know that."

"And if you'd ever actually live up to those words, I might be a little concerned; might even be a little aroused by the prospect!"

Goro sighed. "It's a lot easier for you to keep the offense from scoring than it is for me specifically to score a goal, you know. We should probably change up the wager."

"Guess you should have thought of that before the season started," Ken teased. "At least you've got next year to try and right the ship, hm?"

"By next year, I'll be the best player on the team...and you'll be on your knees after every single practice," Goro claimed. "We'll call it making up for lost time."

"Whatever you say, bro. Fact of the matter is that this time, you're the one kneeling."

Goro stood in the way of the locker room doors with a smirk on his muzzle. "Not until we're in the showers, I'm not."

Truth be told, Goro could smell his brother's warm, enticing musk as Ken moved in close and tried to push his way through the door. "Well, you'd better hurry up and get in...you're starting to stink up the place."

"For who? There's never anyone else around here."

Their university was large enough that there would always be somewhere for the twins to go and practice their incestuous, postgame routine, all while maintaining the privacy they needed for such a forbidden act.

The further part of the quad from the main university complex and fitness center was the perfect place for them to hide out after practice, and when their moods flared, they made it into their go to, just in case there was too much desire for them to ignore.

"For me , then," Ken demanded. "Because it's getting harder and harder to walk, and these shorts are way too tight to hide anything..."

"I'm not sure how sucking your cock is going to make that go away," Goro lied. "I think that would just make it even harder, really."

He was pushing all the right buttons to bring the beast out of Ken; though Goro lost the silent competition between the two of them, he didn't have to take the loss sitting down, or in this case, kneeling...not until he was ready.

Rather than determining that with his words, he allowed Ken to make a statement: the latter pushed Goro right through the door of the deserted, older locker room and kept moving Goro toward the open rows of showers that lined the back wall.

There were no stalls between the showerheads, and the lockers in front of them only provided so much cover for Ken to collect on his bet...but that was the risk they took every time their friendly competition came to an end, and that risk of being caught was ever present, heightening their nerves and leaving their flesh more sensitive to the touches to come.

"No telling how much time we've got," Ken reminded him, as he pressed Goro into the cheap, aged tiles of the shower walls and narrowed his glare. "You'd better drop down and get to work, bro."

"Not even gonna wash it first?" Goro asked, slinking back against the wall and failing to dodge a quick, passionate kiss from his twin. "Not even gonna l-let me wash it?"

Ken brushed his lips over Goro's own in a quick, teasing flurry of touches, knowing that he'd rile his brother up with the first one alone: everything that came after was adding unnecessary fuel to an already roaring fire. "For starters, we both know how much you love it when it's got just a little sweat and heat on it," Ken shamelessly called him out. "Second...you are gonna wash it. What better method is there than using your tongue?"

Drenched with his own warm, moist juices already, Goro decided to turn the tables on his brother in the only way he could: he reached back and grabbed a knob, forcing a spray out of the showerhead. Ken stiffened up for a moment as the chilling blast landed on him and soaked him from head to toe, but the rumor of shrinkage was lost on his flesh, as he immediately began stripping out of his shorts in retaliation.

Nothing about his cock was shrinking as Goro's eyes appreciated the stiffened length from above, but he knew what kind of trouble he was getting himself into as Ken reached past, turned the water off, and stood with a ferocious glare, wondering if Goro even needed another urging to finally own up to his end of the bargain.

Ken's stare was legendary: a perfect blend between a playful smolder and a demanding lust, it gave Goro the illusion that he was still the master of his own destiny, while reminding him that he had a very important job to do...and down to his knees, he readily sunk.

"I guess you didn't like my alternative method?" Goro asked, as he continued slipping down the wall. His arms went up over his head as he did, and Ken pulled his jersey away for him...but he grabbed his brother's wrists before they could make it to his own shorts.

It was a minor form of torture, but Ken knew that Goro would be sporting a hard-on any second; he wanted his twin to deal with the full, tented pressure of soaking shorts around his cock as recompense for the unnecessary delay.

"Cold water isn't going wash that smell away any better than your tongue is," Ken pointed out. "But I understand that you can be a little slow on the uptake..."

Goro cocked a brow. "You really wanna make a joke about my on field performance when your cock is right in front of my teeth?"

If it were anyone else, Ken would have been worried to hear such a thing, but from his twin, he knew it was just a playful jab...albeit one that edged him back from the teasing line just a little bit.

"You flashed some pretty decent skill out there today," Ken admitted, "But that's not where I was going with it, dude. The only performance I'm worried about right now is just how well you've learned to move that tongue."

Ken knew that he was only a step faster than Goro on the field: their skill level was deceptively close, and when it came to their less savory activities, he was willing to admit that Goro had a step on him , as the tip of his cock was kissed and tickled by a pair of eager lips.

Goro could have welcomed that warm, tasty flesh into his muzzle anytime he wanted, but after the show of force that put him on his knees in the first place, he silently wondered if Ken could be driven to drive the head of his cock past the last bit of resistance that was offered.

He was sure that it would happen with enough time, but Ken surprised him yet again, as the standing twin showed an impressive display of restraint. The very tip of a tongue flickered against the underside of Ken's tip and gathered up the tiny bead of precum that rolled down, but even the collection of that offering wasn't enough to push Ken to another level of aggression.

"I can't believe you're taking your time with me...you were in such a rush to get here, and now you're just gonna sit back and enjoy the show?"

"I did just say that I wanted to see how well you could use your tongue," Ken reminded him. "If I just grab you by the horns and start fucking your face, I'm not really giving you a chance to prove your mettle, am I?"

Goro smiled against the tip, letting it spill another drop of precum against the offered slit. His tongue pushed forth and licked the flavor of his own brother from his flesh, but stopping there would have been selling himself short.

He kissed upon it once more, but this time, he suckled harshly at the sensitive flesh and forced Ken to slam his open palm against the wall as he searched for purchase. A quiver in his tired legs _nearly_dropped him, but he kept himself upright as Goro moved past the very tip of the tasty rod and began bucking his head on only the first couple inches.

Goro could have gone so much deeper than that, if he were so inclined...but he was focused on working his tongue and proving himself, so much that his lips were almost an afterthought when his long, coiling tongue swirled over and under the head of his brother's cock.

"You r-really know how to rise to the occasion," Ken complimented his early efforts, complete with a rake of his claws down the aged tiles in the wall. Grout and stone crumbled around the tips of his digits as he finally dropped his paw to Goro's shoulder, needing something he could properly squeeze. "Even when you're trapped on your knees...a-and...stuffing yourself..."

With his wrists freed once more, Goro ignored the pulsing length that was trapped in his own shorts and went right for his brother, grasping the base of the warm, tender cock in one paw and using the other to hold Ken's thigh, keeping him from pulling too far back. "Stuffing myself? Please," Goro muttered, barely having to move his head back to find his voice again. "I could swallow this whole thing, right down to the balls...and I bet I wouldn't even gag."

Ken knew better than to doubt his brother's skills, but he was always happy to challenge Goro to put them to the test: he knew what the outcome would be, and when that ended in their mutual bliss...there was a greater incentive for him to keep running his mouth.

"You really wanna try that? I dunno...if y-you're gonna be able to manage..." Ken labored through every word as he held tight to Goro's shoulders, knowing that he'd blow his load the moment he released the purchased flesh. "After whooping your ass earlier, I think I...f-feel even bigger than usual!"

Goro rolled his eyes without breaking his pace, preferring to get back to the task at hand. His tongue made a long, wide swipe at the base of Ken's length and worked along the firm, twitchy vein that ran along the shaft, tracing it until he reached the tip.

He collected his reward with a quiet, pleasant groan, guiding the droplet of precum into the back of his throat before he welcomed the entirety of his brother's cock to the same place, holding it on the flat of his tongue and suckling only at the base of the tool, working with levels of technique that Ken was privy to...but having experienced them before didn't mean that he could handle them.

The standing twin's smirk was filled with frustration as he felt a familiar tingle moving down through his tummy and into the pit of his groin, revealing just how quickly Goro was able to bring him to the proverbial edge. "Couldn't let me just h-have my moment, could you?"

You already had your moment on the field, Goro thought. Like I'm gonna let you outshine me a second time today? I don't think so.

Guiding the very tip of his tongue to Ken's sack bordered on unnecessary: Goro could have suckled at the base of his brother's member for a few more seconds and brought him to the same conclusion, but after Ken so mercilessly beat him on the soccer field, he wasn't going to pass up on his chance at revenge.

Cutting the act a little bit short and forcing Ken into a quicker orgasm wasn't much of an act of vengeance, but it was all that Goro could manage...and it didn't hurt that he simply loved the warm, moistened aroma of his brother's sack on his tongue.

"You just had...t-to...prove me wrong, didn't you?" Ken did his best to ask, but he was losing his voice as he slumped over his brother's head and put his arms against the wall once more. His leaning weight forced the tip of his cock to swab all the way down Goro's throat, but the kneeling twin was ready for anything Ken could throw at him...even when Ken wasn't planning on such things, himself. "Damn it...I w-wasn't fucking ready to cum, Goro! That's n-not..._nnnf...­_n-not fair!"

Despite his protests, Ken wasn't able to squirm back from Goro's grasp, even when the tip of his length became _uncomfortably_sensitive. The only grace offered to Ken was the fact that his brother held still and suckled firmly at the entire length of the offered flesh, rather than focusing on the tip; allowing it to drain into the depths of his gullet and fill his stomach was a mercy that he didn't have to offer if he didn't want to.

If Goro were able to get over his own subtle addiction to the taste of Ken's fresh, virile seed, he might have just swirled his tongue over the tip once more and left his brother on his knees in a puddle of cold water...and the idea to do exactly that at a later date hadn't left his mind.

"Mrn...nngle...mlah!" Goro let out a loud, exaggerated breath as he popped Ken's shaft free, watching the final, weaker spurts of ejaculate spray from the tip. He didn't mind the mess dribbling from the end of his lip or staining his neck, thanks to the shower above them...but there was still a look of concern about him as he looked past the tasty flesh in front of him.

Ken noticed it, and when he felt Goro's stare shifting away from him, he looked right back over his shoulder and shivered in place: they never expected to encounter someone else in the locker room so late at night, and especially on the far side of the quad.

"I was gonna ask if you guys minded me using the facilities, but it looks like you don't really have room for one more," a biting greeting met with the twins as they looked at the intruder not with a sense of offense, but a mild aura of shame: they couldn't possibly deny what they were doing, and their appearance was like a mirror image, making the taboo of their incest obvious at a single glance. "I'll just...uhm...head to a different locker room, then."

"Don't you think it would be better if you didn't'?" Ken asked, showing a quick departure from the teeming nerves that struck him a moment before. "In fact, don't you feel like joining us? You can't tell me that you're not interested in his skills...you've been standing there for almost a minute without moving."

Goro hadn't noticed their new friend so readily, but he didn't see any sense of judgment from the student that wandered in. "Not that I was planning on going through two in a row, but if you're really in the mood for one, I don't mind; I barely even got messy from the first round."

A student of the arcane arts, Tecwyn knew the importance of keeping his body in sound shape: physical endurance was important to controlling the magical forces of the world, but he wasn't in the mood to compete with others when he was taking care of his body.

He ran on one of the older, more distant tracks near the quad. He kept his routine later at night to avoid any other passersby, and somehow, despite that being his routine for such a long time, he'd never walked in on the twins in their favorite spot.

Now that he was busy staring at them, he wasn't sure he'd be able to leave the locker room without having a sample of each one of them.

"That's...d-definitely an enticing offer," Tecwyn admitted. The green scales on his wings folded back slightly as he tried not to appear so shy, but what he'd walked into wasn't a common occurrence for him.

He didn't want to mess things up by coming on too strong, but there was no mistaking the twin stares that roamed across his form.

"But what if I told you two that I was more interested in giving than I am in receiving?"

Just like the twins before him, Tecwyn was addled with sweat, dripping with the warm, musky fluid from head to toe. He worked hard to keep himself in good shape, and the results of it showed through his top: it clung to his body, soaked through with the moisture of his perspiration.

Their eyes didn't stop at his waistline, however, and the dragon couldn't ignore the feeling of two sets of eyes roaming so shamelessly over his covered, slowly growing bulge.

"If you really think that you can handle both of us at once, you're certainly welcome to try," Ken suggested. "You wouldn't be the first to take up that challenge."

"When you say it like that, I'm not sure that I like my chances..."

"He's just bragging us up," Goro chimed in. "If you're in the mood to have some fun, there's no need to make it into some kind of spectacle: just get out of those nasty, sweaty clothes and come join us under the water!"

Goro kicked the showerhead back on and turned the temperature up, not wanting to torture their new acquaintance in the same way that he did his own brother. As he stood up, he wrapped an arm around Ken's back, giving Tecwyn the choice of which twin he wanted to go after first...but as close as they stood, he could try both of them at once, if he were so inclined.

They were being bold; even reckless in welcoming a complete stranger into the fold like that, but as the saying went, fortune favored the bold...no matter what it was they were after.

"If I'm being totally honest, I usually prefer a little privacy when I shower off," Tecwyn admitted. "That's the reason I came out this far in the first place...but I get the feeling that's what you two were after, weren't you?"

Ken snickered. "Something like that, anyway. We're not usually expecting company, anyway."

"Then I guess I should make it up to the two of you," the dragon offered. "The name's Tecwyn, and...if you'd like, I can try to avoid running so late in the future."

His t-shirt was tough to strip away, soaked to his flesh as it was...but as he approached, the twins were happy to help the shirt up and over his head. With the weight of the shower bearing down on his shorts, they came off a little bit easier; it took only a minute before he was just as drenched and excited as the twins were.

"How about we see how well we all mingle together before we make any rash decisions?" Goro offered, as if they weren't already making a _terribly_rash decision by turning their incestuous ritual into a semi-public threesome. "I get the feeling that we'll really enjoy a little extra company from time to time."

"If nothing else, your throat could probably use a break," Ken teased.

Goro licked the very last of his brother's mess from his lips as they welcomed their new companion into the water and the fold. "I already told you that I could handle a lot more than that...and I'd be happy to prove it on Tecwyn, if he's interested?"

Stripped naked and basking in the pleasant water, Tecwyn politely shook his head. "Like I said, I'm more of a giver...and as far as I can tell, you haven't gotten anything yet so far, have you?"

"He didn't earn it," Ken pointed out. "He knew the rules of the wager when he made it."

"Well, I'm not any part of that wager," Tecwyn noted. "And I think that he still deserves a consolation prize for his efforts."

Goro nodded firmly. "I like this guy already! Really like the way that he thinks, too. I guess you'll just have to wait your turn, Ken."

"Not quite."

Placing a paw on the chest of each twin, Tecwyn eased down to his knees, letting his digits roam their torsos in a slow, teasing stroke. He took his time in setting his knees on the tiles, but when his fingertips reached the base of each throbbing cock in front of him, he took a grip around the base of Ken's...but turned his stare to Goro's.

"He's just gonna have to settle for his own consolation prize," Tecwyn murmured. "Though I doubt he's gonna complain about that."

The dragon was quick to get to work, kissing the tip of Goro's untouched length and rumbling in surprised delight at the volume of precum there. He could still feel the warm, slick juices of Goro's throat on Ken's member as he started stroking gently from the base, and in seconds, the twins had already made up their mind about letting Tecwyn join them again.

They wouldn't always let outside parties get involved in their fun, but once or twice a week, they'd be happy to let the dragon have a turn with them: his skills were too good to pass up, even after just a minute of playful kisses and squeezes.

"I can't remember the last time I complained about something like this," Goro admitted. "I don't think I ever have...especially not when you've got such a soft tongue!"

Tecwyn was used to practicing his linguistic skills, and he had an arcane knowledge that few could hope to grasp: these elements combined to create a tongue could move in a myriad of ways that others couldn't, and the sheer depth it could reach put Goro in line for a treat that few would ever be lucky enough to experience.

As it was, Ken was already getting jealous just watching the act, but Goro drained him so completely that he was grateful for the less direct stimulation.

"I think he's earned a chance to work himself into our weekly routine," Ken added on, watching the slow, rhythmic drop of Tecwyn's muzzle. The dragon handled Goro's tip admirably to begin with, but even more than that, he didn't struggle when he reached the widening part of the shaft...he didn't even cough when he reached the base and looked up at Goro, his smiling lips stuffed to the literal brim. "Though it looks to me like you're the one who should end up making that decision..."

The approach was slow enough that Goro was able to lock eyes with Tecwyn and admire his handsome smile the entire way, but with each disappearing inch, the luckier twin found himself sucking in another delicate gasp. He could hardly believe that Tecwyn was having such an easy time with his member, but staying that close for that long finally pushed the dragon to brink, as he eased back a bit.

Spittle dripped into the growing puddle on the shower floor, but Tecwyn refused to completely let go of the treat that was offered to him. "If he w-wants to be here..._nnfuck..._h-he can hang out with us whenever he likes!" Goro suggested, unable to keep the pleasure from sneaking into his stammered words. "It's a public university, after all...we s-should be more receptive to our fellow students!"

"Would you still be saying that if he wasn't sucking you off right now?"

Goro only spared a moment to glare at Ken for his quip. "Only as much as you would be if he wasn't jerking you off, asshole..."

Tecwyn didn't mind the fact that they were having a back and forth in the middle of his performance, and he found it adorable that the twins were able to be so comfortable with each other in the middle of something so intimate.

Their sense of comfort and enjoyment added to his own as he bobbed his head rapidly on Goro's member and soaked it all the way to the base with a plentiful helping of his saliva, keeping his tongue coiled tightly around it all the while.

"We'll just have to make sure to trade places next time," Ken suggested. "The way he's got you squirming, he must be really good at what he's doing!"

Goro was proud of his oral skills, so much that he was glad that Tecwyn had stolen his voice away.

If he were able to speak, he might have to admit that the dragon was even better with his muzzle...and that wasn't an easy concept for him to swallow.

"He's...n-not bad..." Goro finally pushed a response through his gritted fangs, but Tecwyn watched his reaction with a discerning eye, snickering around his mouthful. "Fuck, he's...r-really good..."

Seeing that Goro could swallow his pride, Ken decided to humble himself, as well: he'd been enjoying the handjob more than he let on, and the fact that he was still coming down from the bliss of his first climax left him susceptible to running right into another one.

He loved that his physical endurance came with a very short refractory period.

"Just wait until you feel what he can do with his hands," Ken joked. "He's definitely got a knack for finding the right spot and...g-grabbing it... damn, Tecwyn! Keep tugging right there!"

Fingers that wrapped tightly around the tip of an already sensitive cock were sure to milk out more than precum, and after just a few minutes of diligent efforts, the dragon had a pair of twins on the verge of an orgasm, each one trembling in his grasp.

Guess all of my training is finally paying off, the dragon thought. I've got them on the verge, but I'm not even getting tired yet...

Picking up the pace of his wrist, Tecwyn felt a greater volume of precum spilling over his digits, until a spurt of the mess landed against his cheek. He kept such a tight grip that he nearly pulled Ken right into his brother...and he didn't think either one of them would have had a problem with that, as he felt a stronger, quicker series of throbs against his tongue.

His gaze was smoldering at Goro, wanting nothing more than to feel the final throb of a satisfying release; rather than staying still and wishing for it, however, he worked for it, pumping at the neck and swirling his tongue over the tip at the top of each pump, until Goro couldn't hope to resist him.

The flood of seed that poured from his tip, despite Tecwyn's previous confidence, proved a little bit more than the dragon could handle.

"This is...o-one hell of a way to make friends," Goro muttered, his fangs gritted the whole way through his release. After their previous intrusion, he didn't want to arouse anymore suspicion to the act, and he utterly refused to have his climax interrupted. "Think I can pretend that it's our first time meeting up, every time?"

Tecwyn was impressed that Goro was able to speak so clearly in the throes of a climax, but he couldn't form a single word to respond with his own muzzle so completely stuffed. He swallowed hard and forced Goro to quiver, but gulping down the first few pulses of cum was all he could manage before he threw his head back.

He was still forced to deal with the rest as Goro's length pulsed freely at the air, sending errant drops of seed to coat him...just as Ken joined in the action, painting Tecwyn's arm with a fresh rope of his own messy yield.

"Did anyone ever tell t-the two of you that you're a lot to handle?" Tecwyn asked, reaching out to stroke Goro the rest of the way through his orgasm. "This...this is so f-fucking much..."

The twins shot each other a proud glance as they painted their new acquaintance with a complete shower of their essence, and in the next moment, they turned off the showerhead...wanting to see those long, white trails against the brilliant green of his scales.

"Not too much for you, is it?" Goro asked.

Tecwyn gave Ken a look, and the latter twin was already shaking his head, as if to answer for him.

"...I won't know until I try him , too."