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The smell of lasagna and cooked vegetables still hung in the air, but the plates on the table were empty, and barely any ice cream was left in the dessert bowls as Mark took care of the remaining spoonfuls. As his gaze drifted across his parents and the aftermath of dinner, his eyes fell on Zoe, a slender liepard who had accompanied Tyler every step of the way this evening, and unlike his stuffed, lazy brother, she was still active and brimming with energy, pacing around and through his legs without pause while she nuzzled every spot she could reach, from his butt to his thighs. But most of all, she was interested in his crotch, shoving her muzzle between his thighs and pawing at him with low, needy whimpers while receiving only a lethargic head pat in return. So far.

Mark didn't watch the liepard for long, but his idle gaze still caught Tyler’s attention, and a knot twisted in his chest as his brother turned toward him with a cheeky grin, "We had a pretty productive training session in the gym earlier, didn’t we?"

Of course, that's what Tyler had been thinking about. Unwilling to respond, Mark averted his gaze as those words brought a slight blush to his cheeks. He couldn't deny that his training with Rory had been exciting, but instead of the strong, handsome infernape, all he could picture right now was his brother on the pulley machine, all sweaty and horny.

"Who knew that Rory was such a skilled trainer?" Tyler chirped.

Mark's hand clenched around the dessert spoon as he scraped the remaining traces of ice cream out of his bowl and stuck it into his mouth, trying his best to ignore his brother's loaded question.

"He really made sure to give you a thorough workout, didn't he?"

"Shut up, Tyler," Mark growled, his knuckles turning white as he tightened his fist. "Not everybody needs to flaunt their accomplishments as much as you do."

"Why, what do you mean?" Tyler asked with a smirk.

"You know exactly what I mean, Tyler. Not about this. Not with you," Mark grunted, clutching his spoon and the edge of the table as if he was holding on for his dear life. "Fling after Fling after Fling, one after the other, you get them all. Collect them like trophies. But when I have something going for once, you can't leave me be?"

"Dude, hey, I'm not trying to diss you! It's awesome that you and Rory got a thing going!" Tyler explained with raised hands, but his response couldn't break his brother's rising fury.

"Do you even take a moment to breathe once in a while, or do you only think with your dick all the time!?"

"It works, though," Tyler retorted and burst into chuckles. "You should give it a try sometime, bro."

Mark's face turned bright red, and he clenched both fists as a thousand responses brewed in his mind, but before he could beat his brother round the head with a comeback, his father interjected with a stern voice, "Mark, Tyler, that's enough! Stop that right now and think about what you're doing."

But Mark wasn't in the mood to think, and he could no longer tolerate the sight of his grinning brother, nor the sight of Tyler’s fling rubbing her muzzle against his crotch at this very moment. He just wanted out, away from this, and without warning, he chucked his spoon onto the table and jumped up, knocking over his chair as he stormed out of the room, leaving behind that irritating conversation and his insolent brother.

Heading right for his room, Mark slammed the door shut before he threw himself onto his bed with an exasperated groan. Obviously, burying his head in the pillows did little to stop him from mulling about his verbal exchange with his boneheaded brother, and his frustration grew even just at the thought of it. If he had only... No. Shaking his head, he reached for a book lying on his nightstand to distract himself with a read about the pokemon of the tropics.

The brief, entertaining stories about the most exotic and colorful pokemon captured Mark’s attention in no time, and since he was only halfway through the book, it would keep him occupied for the rest of the afternoon. He didn’t even have time to finish another story, however, when someone knocked at the door. With a deep sigh, he put down the book and called out, "Who's there?"

The muffled voice of his father emerged from behind the door, "It's me."

Mark really wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone at the moment, but at least it wasn't his brother, and he hesitated to dismiss his father right away. "What do you want, dad?"

"Mark, may I come in? I just want to talk. Please."

Rubbing his forehead, Mark let loose another groan before he finally closed the book and put it aside. "Yeah, alright."

Before Mark finished talking, the handle moved and the door swung open to reveal the tall frame of his father Howard, his short brown hair slightly disheveled and the uppermost pair of buttons of his checkered shirt undone. Stepping inside the room, he adjusted his glasses and gently closed the door before he pulled up Mark's gaming chair and sat down next to his bed with a warm, caring smile.

"So? What do you need to talk about?" Mark asked with a deadpan stare.

"Well, about what happened at the dinner table."

Mark rolled his eyes and groaned in annoyance. "You know, I wasn't looking for a confrontation, but Tyler just kept going, and I couldn't..."

"Yes, I know. I know, and we honestly should've said something earlier," Howard admitted with a sigh. "I just thought it was growing pains from opening up the house, and that you'd both sort it out eventually."

"I bet you didn't expect Tyler to take his new freedom to chase after every pokemon under the sun, did you?" Mark remarked with a crooked grin. "And I did figure myself out, dad. It's just that he always has to let everybody know about it."

"You do know we heard you and Pria all the way down to the dining room this morning? But that’s okay. There's nothing wrong with having fun and enjoying yourself. That's why we wanted to let both of you experiment and explore without having to hide your partners from us. Just imagine if I found you in bed with Pria a year ago," Howard chuckled.

Mark opened his mouth, only to pause as he thought about it. A year ago, he would've never dared to let Pria into his room, let alone his bed in fear of being found out. "Fair point. I would've died of shame, probably."

"And there's no need for that, is there? Just look at what you have going with Pria, enjoying yourselves without a worry in the world, and I'm just as happy to hear that you had fun training with Rory," Howard said with a smile, casting a hot blush on his son's face.

"Dad. Please."

"What? I'm not calling you out. In fact, I’m glad you’ve formed such a strong bond with Rory and Pria. It reminds me of my journey with my first pokemon Shara," Howard chuckled. "Now, you told me that you found yourself, so why are you still so hung up on Tyler and what he's doing?"

"Well, just look at him! Tyler's flaunting it! How could I ignore the fact that he has a hundred times more pokemon than I do? I don’t know how he does it, but he meets them once, and they just fall for him. It’s not fair!" Mark sighed. "I just... I just wish I had it as easy as he does."

Howard nodded emphatically and rubbed his chin, humming, "And what would you do if you did? Woo as many pokemon as he does?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure that’s what you want? Would it make you happier to wake up to a pokemon you met just the day before, week after week, or with Pria or Rory by your side? Do you need to know how to hook up with other pokemon to deepen your bonds with them?"

This time Mark hesitated, staring at the wall while he pondered his father's question. After some hemming and hawing, he admitted with a whisper, "I mean, I already know them, so... I'd want to wake up with Pria or Rory. And no, I don't think hooking up with others will help my relationship with them. It would probably do the opposite, actually."

"Maybe, maybe not. In any case, they care about you because you are the way you are, and it doesn't matter that you aren't like your brother. That's why they chose you," Howard assessed. "Tell me, does Tyler woo every pokemon? All of them?"

Mark couldn’t help but chuckle as he recalled his brother's failed flirting attempt with the floatzel Shelly earlier, and he shook his head. "Actually, no, he doesn't."

"See? You two have completely different approaches, and you do well with different kinds of pokemon. That's fine. In fact, I'd say it's perfect because you can focus on what you have going for yourself and just leave him be without losing anything."

"But... I mean... it's..." Mark stammered. "I guess you're right."

"I know some things are hard to accept, Mark, especially when you've been struggling with them for so long. I spent ten years trying and failing to beat the champion before I realized that my place wasn't on the top, but as part of the Elite Four. Even if it worked out in the end, getting there was a painful process," Howard explained. "So don't be jealous of your brother. Don't try to be him if you are not, but enjoy the fun and the bonds you already have. Live your life, and not anyone else's."

"You say it like it's that simple."

"I’ve spent years competing with the same trainers and throwing myself against the same wall over and over again, so I know it's not that easy," Howard sighed and leaned forward, reaching for Mark's shoulder. "But acknowledging yourself and learning about your own goals is the first step, and embracing them is the second. Also, you have us and our support for that. I bet even Tyler will help you if you let him, and who knows, maybe you can help him learn more about himself in return."

Mark gave his father a long, pensive look before he finally nodded. "Yeah, I think you have a point. It's just... I wish you didn't."

"I know," Howard said and rose from his chair with an encouraging smile. "Now, why don’t you come and join us in the living room? Maybe some company will take your mind off things, and Pria might be knocking about somewhere downstairs as well."

Another moment of silence and reflection passed before Mark decided that it didn't matter where he went to read. "Sure," he responded, grabbed his book, and climbed off the bed. Yet, his mind kept drifting back to the dinner debacle as he followed his father downstairs and through the dining room, and he groaned when he caught sight of his brother's chair, seeing him and the needy liepard before his inner eye. Speaking of needy, "Dad, was Zoe in heat? She's not normally so clingy, is she?"

"Yep, she's in heat."

"Wait, really? Does Tyler know about that?"

"Well, I hope so, but I'm sure he'll learn about it sooner or later anyway," Howard laughed.

Mark joined in with a chuckle, "Oh yeah, that would be a pretty rude awakening."

Once in the living room, Mark dropped into an armchair and sat back, rubbing his face with a long, heavy sigh. His father was right, but where should he even begin to tackle this mess? Could he just ignore or forget everything that had upset him so far? Luckily, his thoughts could only spin in circles for so long before he simply didn't want to think about it anymore. He needed something else, a palate cleanser, and with the book still in his hand, he opened it and delved back into another world, once again losing himself in the stories and lives of pokemon he had never seen in person before.

The sun had long set when Mark finally set his book aside and noticed his growling stomach. His parents had gone upstairs already, and the bowl of snacks on the coffee table was empty, so he got up and stretched his arms with a heavy groan before he shuffled out of the living room and to the rec room to grab a bag of peanuts or pretzel sticks.

Halfway there, the muffled echo of his brother's voice and a feline's throaty mewls reached his ears and his expression dipped as he was taken back to this afternoon’s interlude. There was no doubt what Tyler was up to, and his fingers clenched as he stopped in front of the closed door, reluctant to grab the handle. He would've preferred a longer break from this nonsense, a day or so to find his bearings and come to terms with the words of his father that were floating about his brain, but he was also curious. Dinner had been hours ago, and Tyler was still doing it with Zoe?

A quick glimpse was all Mark needed for confirmation. With bated breath, he pushed down the handle and opened the door just enough to crane his head through the gap. Immediately, the growling and moaning got louder and clearer, and on the largest couch in the back of the rec room, he finally found the origin of the noise. As expected, his brother was still screwing the mewling liepard, but there was something about the sight that placed him under a spell, stretching the glance into a much more thorough look.

Tyler's face was glowing red, his eyes were glazed and out-of-focus, his naked body was covered in glistening sweat, and his lips slightly ajar as he huffed and panted like a fully loaded steam train, clutching the feline's purple fur with trembling fingers. His hip thrusts were still surprisingly strong, his steady rhythm powerful enough to shake Zoe and the whole couch beneath her, but the toll the activity was taking on his brother was undeniable.

The liepard, on the other side, was lost in a rapture of perfect bliss. Her muzzle hung wide open and her tongue lolled out as she drooled on the same cushion she kneaded with her claws, digging them deep into the fabric to add new marks to the plethora of scars scattered across the couch. Her slender, hooked tail whipped around in an endless frenzy, and almost like the whip on a galley, she smacked it against Tyler's back and butt to spur him on and keep him going, leaving glowing red streaks on his hot, sweaty skin.

Mark grinned when he saw that his brother had bitten off more than he could chew, but there was more to it than just schadenfreude. He had never allowed himself a moment to watch Tyler screw one of the family's pokemon, certainly not for the lack of opportunity, but now that his curiosity and malicious glee had pulled him in, the sheer thrill of the sight, the intense energy and determination of the action refused to let him go.

Even though it was Mark’s own brother on top of Zoe, it was unspeakably hot to hear her needy mewls and moans, to watch her tight feline pussy bulge and cave with every thrust, clinging to Tyler's dick as her sticky juices and Tyler’s thick, milky seed spurted out of her and streamed down her fuzzy thighs. And for once, there was no jealousy, as he wouldn't want to trade places with his brother to face the voracious, bottomless lust of a liepard in heat.

With no stakes in the game, Mark just kept watching, taking his brother up on the offer he had made so many times before, and he stood in the door until the moment Tyler finally burst into another orgasm. Yet, hardly a strained grunt escaped his lips as he collapsed onto Zoe and added a few more squirts to her ravenous pussy, trembling and heaving with debilitation while the liepard threw back her head and celebrated the filling with a rapturous roar, the base of her tail fluttering violently.

It took Tyler almost half a minute to get back up after his orgasm, and he sluggishly rolled off the female, his dick slipping out of her with a long, sloppy slurp. Sitting back on the couch, he spread out his arms and legs with a heavy sigh and aerated his sweaty, battered body and his glowing red cock, exuding a soreness that made Mark groan and grimace. And whether it was the noise or the change of situation that alerted Tyler to his presence, he suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a tired grin. "Oh, hey, dude. Perfect timing! Could you fetch me a towel real quick?"

Mark froze, a blush rising to his cheeks as he struggled for a response.

"Please, I can't move right now, and I forgot to get one earlier. And maybe a glass of water?"

Finally, Mark gave Tyler a curt nod and let go of the door, turning around for a quick trip to the bathroom and the kitchen to get something to drink and dry off. On the way, he kept thinking about what had just happened, and although his brother’s nonchalance didn’t surprise him anymore, it still baffled him how Tyler managed to act so casually about it while he blushed at the mere memory of the scene.

By the time Mark returned with a stack of towels and two bottles of cold water, Zoe was all over his brother again, one paw on his thigh as she rubbed her muzzle against his limp, soft cock, lapping at it with a needy whine. He remained flaccid despite her best efforts, though, and she only managed to elicit an exhausted groan from him as he half-heartedly tried to push her away. "Zoe, fuck, gimme a moment. I need to breathe. What’s going on with you today?"

Tyler's remark elicited a low chuckle from Mark, and he shook his head as he walked across the rec room, tossing one of the towels at his brother. "You know she's in heat, right?"

"Yeah, I figured, since she's insatiable today. I mean, even more than usual," Tyler groaned, sluggishly toweling himself off. "And she still wants more!? Zoe, how? Where are you getting this energy from?"

The liepard purred and threw a long, lascivious look at Tyler before she shoved her muzzle back into his crotch, inhaling his scent with flaring nostrils as she gave his cock another wet lick.

"Oh, Zoe, pleaaaase," Tyler whined.

The grin on Mark's lips widened, but he could empathize with his brother. "How many rounds have you done so far?"

"Huh?" Tyler looked up and tilted his head, slightly puzzled by the question. "Three times, four times, something like that? I mean, I wouldn't mind some more cuddling and downtime in between, but we've been going at it without a break. All in a row. And she still wants more..."

"You know that liepards mate up to two dozen times every day during mating season? I don't think that leaves any room for downtime."

"W-wait, what? Really?" Tyler gasped, the color draining from his cheeks. "You're kidding, right?"

"Nope, not at all. I'm pretty sure she won't be satisfied until you've racked up a dozen or so."

"Fuck, so we're not even halfway done? But I... I can't... it's too much," Tyler groaned, staring at Zoe in disbelief as she slurped the last drops of cum off his dick. Then, she let loose a hungry whine and turned around, shaking her butt and her puffy, leaking pussy at him. He looked at Mark again, completely at a loss. "Mark, I can't do this. But I can't leave her high and dry. I... I need to ask you for a favor. Can you help me out?"

"Help you out?" Mark wondered, raising a brow. "How?"

"I don’t know. Maybe you can finger her until I'm ready again?"

"Wait, you want me to do what?" Mark gasped, looking at the presenting liepard and his exhausted brother in turns. The offer wasn’t new, but Tyler wasn’t kidding anymore. Or maybe his brother had always been serious about it, but he had never realized it? Surprise aside, he wasn’t comfortable filling in as a stopgap while Tyler watched, and he took a step back, shaking his head, "No, I can’t do that."

"Come on, Zoe needs it, but I really can't do it right now," Tyler chuckled weakly and gestured at the purple feline. "Just look at her."

Zoe had gone back to kneading the cushion, mewling in frustration, and at that moment, she looked up at Mark with big, desperate eyes. Her swaying tail froze for just a moment, the hooked tip vibrating slightly before she jumped off the couch and strolled toward him. Pressing her head against his thigh, she slipped through his legs and pushed against him with an insistent purr.

"Seriously, Tyler?" Mark asked with a raging blush, half-heartedly resisting the liepard's attempt to nudge him toward the couch. "I’m not going to finger her in front of you!"

"Sure, why not? You can finger her, lick her, fuck her. I’m fine with it. Seriously."

"Why are you so keen on me doing her?"

"Mark, this isn’t about me, this is about her," Tyler sighed. "Just anything to help her out because I fucked up and can't right now. Please."

While Mark was staring at his brother, Zoe brushed around his thigh and returned to his front, nuzzling his crotch with a broad lick. The fact he was wearing pants didn't dissuade her in the slightest, and she lapped at his bulge in a criss-cross pattern, sniffing his scent with audible huffs. Her mewls had become more desperate as well, and her eyes wouldn't deviate from his face, peering at him pleadingly while she tried to wrap her tongue around the zipper of his fly.

Mark threw a glance at the open door behind him before he looked back at the liepard, shaking softly as she worked on his crotch. Watching the scene between her and his brother had already gotten him half-hard, and her insistence and the surprisingly captivating sight of his naked, sweaty brother lounging on the couch helped him grow to full mast, making his pants all the tighter and more uncomfortable. Not to mention the wet warmth of Zoe's spit seeping into the fabric and mingling with his own pre. "Y-yeah, alright, you can stop now. I’ll do it already."

On cue, Zoe began purring like a revving engine, but instead of letting up, she lapped at Mark's bulge with twice the fervor and lifted her right front paw to hook it around the rim of his pants and tug at them. His belt made it impossible for her to pull them down, but her enthusiastic nuzzling still bore fruit when she finally managed to snatch his zipper between two teeth and move it down with a metallic rasp. He hardly had time to react when she threaded her tongue through his fly and pressed it against his boxer shorts, extending the reach of her affection and soaking them even more thoroughly.

The liepard's enthusiasm elicited a chuckle from Tyler, and he winked at his brother, "I think she wants more than just a fingering."

"I’ve noticed," Mark groaned and gave the feline a hesitant head pat. "But I can't do anything if you keep licking my crotch, Zoe."

Immediately, Zoe paused her licking and looked up at Mark expectantly before she pulled away and turned around, jumping back onto the couch with her tail hiked high and her wet, dripping pussy on full display. She kept it like that even as she settled on the battered cushion, pointing her slender butt at the young man while she awaited his next move.

For just a moment, Mark planned to step forward and finger her as his brother had originally suggested, but the burning need in Zoe's eyes begged for more. She craved a dick inside her more than anything else, and since Tyler wasn’t up for the task, he was the only one to satisfy her craving. Glancing at his brother, he received an encouraging nod. This was all about her. Finally, he made up his mind and slipped a hand down to his belt to remove his pants.

The feline let out a deep, pleased purr and wiggled her butt at Mark as she noticed his change of heart. Yet, it took him quite a while to open his belt as he fiddled around with the clasp, his fingers trembling as he looked at the horny feline and his grinning brother in turns. He had been naked in front of him before, but always coincidentally and never deliberately.

"Oh, and I'd get rid of that shirt too if you want to keep it," Tyler cooed. "She never scratches, but she'll rip that thing apart the moment she gets her claws in reach."

Zoe corroborated the suggestion with a toothy grin and a rumbling growl, baring her claws and dragging them across the ruined cushion. Her face lit up even more and her whole body began to vibrate when Mark finally unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, revealing his soaked, bulging boxer shorts as they dropped to his ankles. But although the damp fabric left little to the imagination, he stripped out of his shirt first. Pulling it over his head, the next thing he saw was the avid stares of the liepard and of his brother, both gawking at his slender frame and his bare pink nipples.

As Mark returned their looks with a deepening red blush, Zoe couldn't bear the wait anymore and jumped off the couch, lunging toward him with a horny cry. Her muzzle homed in on his crotch like a heat-seeking missile, and she snatched the rim of his underwear, tugging at it until she had pulled it down far enough to expose his dick to her hot breath and twitching nostrils. Releasing the fabric, she parted her lips and slipped out her tongue, pressing it against the base of his cock and dragging it all the way to the tip, bathing it in her warm, wet saliva. The first taste only kindled her desire for more, and she continued to shower him with slurps and licks while she hooked her paw into his boxers. However, she didn't even bother to finish pulling them down and simply jabbed her claws into the fabric and ripped it in half with a loud snap.

"Hey! Zoe! What are you doing?" Mark gasped, reflexively stumbling backward and shoving the liepard's head away from his crotch.

The force in Mark's reaction finally got through to the heat-ridden feline and she backed away with an apologetic mewl, returning to her spot on the couch while Tyler burst into laughter, "Well, that makes two ruined pairs."

"Oh wow, she really doesn't pull any punches," Mark joined with a chuckle and shook his head. "Sorry, Zoe, but you'll have to give me a moment."

Tyler nodded and patted the seat next to him, "Yeah, if you give him that moment, you'll have both of us for the rest of the night."

His brother's suggestion deepened Mark's blush, but he took him up on the suggestion and sat down between him and Zoe with a pounding heart. An even stronger thrill rushed through him as Tyler stretched out his arm and wrapped it around his back, and while he usually called his brother out for far less, he just stared at him in confused arousal. For a moment, the liepard took a backseat as his eyes rested on Tyler's face, his sparkling eyes and soft lips, only to slip down his athletic frame, across his sweaty chest and his visible abs to his crotch, his thick cock and swollen balls closer than ever. It was a familiar sight by circumstance, reminding him a lot of Rory, and when he looked back up again, he realized how incredibly hot his brother was. Hot and skilled with his tongue, the source of so much envy.

Not this night, though. Not with Zoe.

"Thanks for jumping in, Mark," Tyler interrupted Mark's thoughts, patting his back as he returned the gaze with a grin, looking him up and down. "Oh, and when you do it with her, no need to take it slow. She loves it wild."

Mark took the advice with a quick nod, only to flinch when something bumped against his exposed cock. After granting him a moment of peace, Zoe's heat had drawn her back to his crotch, and she continued where she had left off, bathing his erection with her hot, nimble tongue. Meanwhile, the warm pressure of his brother's arm on his skin and his encouraging rubs amplified the thrill from the licking, his brain barely able to process the casualness with which the two treated the situation and his inclusion. As if they had been waiting for him.

"Don't pull her tail, though, even if she's going to whip you with it," Tyler instructed his brother, playfully patting the feline's head as she worked on Mark's cock with criss-cross licks around his tip.

Mark chuckled, "Yeah, I saw that."

"Oh, right. It looks way worse than it feels," Tyler purred and rubbed the lingering streaks on his back. "And she'll let you smack her butt in return~"

His brother's comments nurtured the blush on Mark's face, but before he could think too much about it, Zoe finished her preparations with a long, firm lick across his sack and pulled away. Withdrawing onto her half of the couch, she turned around and presented her butt with a vigorous wiggle.

"Well, that's your cue, bro," Tyler laughed and slipped his hand down his brother's back, giving his butt a playful tweak.

"Ey, yeah, I know," Mark squeaked and jumped up, swatting at Tyler's hand before he turned his whole attention to the prostrating liepard.

Zoe was as ready as could be, her butt hiked high, her tail bent forward, and her chest resting on the cushion as she peered at Mark over her shoulder with blazing lust in her eyes. Her tight feline cunt was swollen and slightly ajar, glistening and oozing with a mix of her warm juices and his brother's cum, promising ample lubrication through some very sloppy seconds. Yet, it made him hesitate for another moment until her needy mewl begged him for action, her wiggling and writhing growing more desperate by the second.

Finally, Mark heeded Zoe's call and he climbed onto the couch, settling on his knees right behind her. A powerful shiver raced through her as his hands reached her buttocks, and she started to purr as he inched closer, aligning himself with her wet entrance. His tip and her vulva met in a brief kiss, electrifying her like a powerful spark, and before he could sink inside her, she pushed back against him and took the first two inches on her own accord.

The liepard's wet, hot tightness drew a trembling moan from Mark's lips and he reflexively tightened his grip around her butt, bucking his hips to drive the rest of his dick inside her snug depths. Thanks to his brother's thorough preparations, he went all the way to the hilt without a hitch, and her insides wrapped themselves around his cock like a glove, blessing every inch with powerful, rippling convulsions.

Zoe rewarded her partner's thrust with a hot, throaty cry, her whole body trapped in a powerful quiver as her claws dug deep into the upholstery. Her horny paralysis didn't last, though, and with a new dick inside her, her hunger for breeding returned with a vengeance. Pushing back even harder, she darted her tail around his butt and gave it a feisty swat, no longer begging for his affection so much as commanding it.

Mark took the hint, and he slipped his hands along her back, getting a better grip on her body as he pulled back and began to fuck her with deep thrusts. Yet, she immediately demanded more and continued to whip and whack his butt until he stepped up his pace to a speed of her liking. Only then did her tail disengage from his rear and she let him continue the pounding in peace. For now.

Already, Mark started to feel the squeeze his brother had gone through as the rapid rutting drove a sweat to his brow and the rest of his body, huffing and grunting through parted lips. Yet he enjoyed every second as Zoe’s pussy remained as tight as on the first thrust, providing a resistance that made him work for every plunge inside her but rewarded him tenfold with an endlessly swelling surge of pleasure. And as if her tight, hot depths weren't enough already, she filled his ears and mind with a serenade of pure delight, mewling, growling, and crying with utter bliss as he pounded her so hard his swinging sack sent her juices flying across the couch and his thighs.

Even now, Mark’s thoughts flickered to his brother as Tyler's cum literally lubricated his pounding, spattering across his skin in a sticky conjunction with Zoe's juices. Every look at the liepard's purple back conjured an image of his sibling in his mind, and her cries couldn't distract him from the fact that Tyler was sitting right behind him, doubtlessly watching him with the same enthusiasm as in the gym with Rory. Watching him as he fucked his girl.

At the same time, the emotional confusion, the unease from railing Zoe right in front of Tyler failed to take hold as her beautiful song of joy and her tight depths overwhelmed Mark with pure pleasure, fueling his lust to overcome his doubts and concerns. And ultimately, the same lust started to shift his view, as it had countless times before, making him rethink his situation just how it had made him drool at the sight of his brother's bulge earlier.

Hence, Mark didn't slap Tyler's wrist when he got up and reached for his butt for another squeeze, acknowledging the grope with a surprised groan rather than a sharp objection. And while he didn't dare slow his rutting, unwilling to incur the wrath of the heat-ridden liepard, he couldn't help but turn his head and ogle his brother's trained, naked frame as he strolled past them with a cock as hard as his own.

Tyler basked in the attention with a winning smile, taking a moment to stretch before he climbed onto the couch, kneeling right in front of Zoe. Staring at him with fluttering nostrils, she craned her head forward and sampled a lick of his cock, dragging her pink tongue all the way from the base to its tip while he playfully ruffled her head fur. "Yes, that's a good girl," he cooed before his eyes wandered to Mark. With a grin, he added, "And you look really hot when you're trying to pound someone silly, bro."

Mark nodded wordlessly as his brother’s praise conjured a bright crimson blush to his cheeks, briefly slowing his thrusts before a lash of Zoe’s tail spurred him to go harder again.

Meanwhile, Tyler returned his attention to the liepard, affectionately stroking her cheeks as he prodded his tip against her muzzle. "You want it?" he purred, looking deep into her eyes. "You want me to feed you every inch and fuck you senseless?"

The liepard returned Tyler’s gaze with a deep, needy whimper and lapped at his tip even faster, presenting her wide-open maw to him.

With a pleased grunt, Tyler tightened his hold and slammed his entire rod down her throat. The sudden insertion drew a loud gag from Zoe’s throat, and her entire body reared up as he began to face-fuck her with deep thrusts.

Mark stared at his brother with a slack jaw, stunned by the reckless pounding, only for Zoe to erupt from the thorough spit-roasting within seconds, gagging and groaning with muffled bliss as a powerful orgasm raced through her slender body. Her entire rear started shaking and quivering, and her insides clenched around his cock with strong, rolling contractions, providing a massage that pushed him ever closer to the edge.

So where Tyler had just begun pounding the cumming feline, Mark already succumbed to the overwhelming onrush of stimulation and joined Zoe with a hearty cry. As if a massive, taut knot had snapped inside him, pure bliss raced through his mind and body, and his sack tightened to churn up a huge load for her. Clutching her warm, soft flanks, he slammed his cock into her clenching, puffy cunt one more time before it started twitching and tensing violently, blasting rope after rope of his thick, warm seed deep inside her.

Mark's wet eruption rekindled the liepard's orgasm, and she arched up within the brothers' grip, letting loose a muffled cry before her entire body vibrated with a deep, contented purr like a running engine. It also revitalized her contractions, her pussy clenching harder than ever to quench the scorching heat in her core with his potent cum, and her instincts would only be satisfied with the full load, massaging and drawing every last drop from his nuts with natural efficiency.

Overwhelmed by the intensifying orgasm, Mark's muscles slackened until he couldn't keep himself upright anymore, and he slumped forward, collapsing right onto Zoe's back. His face melted with pleasure, his eyes went cross, and his jaw dropped while he pumped the last few spurts of cum into the heat-ridden feline.

As Mark rested on the liepard, he got to experience the raw force behind his brother's thrusts from closer than ever before. With his head right beside hers, Tyler's body and cock were mere inches from his face. His hot, sweaty body occupied his vision just how his heavy grunting and huffing filled his ears, and every thrust made Zoe shake in Mark’s loose hug as his brother’s nuts slapped against her muzzle, splattering her spit across the upholstery. Yet, even as her orgasm faded, she didn't remain passive and reciprocated her partner's enthusiasm with eager slurps and licks, her tongue dancing and coiling around Tyler's cock as he slammed it down her maw ever harder and faster.

Finally, the feline's affection and tight throat became too much for Tyler, and he came with a deep, thundering growl, stuffing his entire rod down her neck before he fed her with a fresh load of cum. The slurping beside Mark's ear got even wetter, and a lewd shiver raced through him as she swallowed the muzzleful with a greedy groan. By now, his climax had ebbed just as much as hers, yet the sheer energy behind his brother's orgasm, the raw lust and passion between him and Zoe maintained his excitement and even sparked fresh tingles of arousal, overcoming the usual dip.

"Fuck, that was good. And what a great show from you two," Tyler chuckled with a beaming smile and playfully patted Zoe's head, rekindling her contented purr. Then, he unceremoniously bestowed the same favor to his brother, shifting his hand by just a few inches to ruffle his hair as well. "This was worth every second." Pulling out with an exhausted groan, he slumped onto his back, his chest rising and dropping with deep breaths as he recovered from the heated rutting.

Tyler's unexpected sign of affection left Mark slack-jawed and speechless, not for indignation about the assumption, but sheer confusion as his brain struggled to compute.

At the same time, Zoe had recovered fully from her orgasm. She turned her head toward Mark and pressed her muzzle against his lips, rewarding him with a wet lick and kiss only to surprise him with the taste of cum as her tongue slipped around his. He froze in confusion, smacking and licking his lips after she broke the kiss, only for a thrilling shiver to race down his spine when he finally swallowed the mix of her saliva and his brother’s seed.

Meanwhile, Zoe got up and moved toward Tyler in search of more affection and attention. Obviously, he was just as spent as Mark, so there was little he could do as the liepard climbed on top of him and plastered his face with needy licks and kisses. "Ah, Zoe, you still haven’t had enough?" he groaned, sluggishly rubbing her neck with a palm.

Zoe let loose another desperate whimper, extending her licks to Tyler's neck and chest as she spread her legs and squatted on his crotch, rubbing and grinding her plump feline pussy against his soft, glowing red cock, smearing her juices and their shared cum all across his raw, sensitive skin. However, where her needy humping failed to rile him up and rouse his member, it was all the more effective on Mark as he watched them from behind, getting hard again from the view. So when Tyler begged for a pause, "Come on. Stop it and gimme another moment, alright?" he was ready to help her out.

The liepard's groan of disappointment swiftly flipped into a mewl of surprise when Mark gripped her rump and spread her butt cheeks, pulling her up to his face. Immediately, her tail bent forward and out of the way as she pushed back into his grip, meeting his lips with her swollen, soaked pussy at the halfway point in a wet, sloppy kiss to elicit a fresh moan of pleasure from her.

Invigorated by the taste of Zoe's sweet, zesty juices, Mark darted out his tongue on a quest for more. As he dragged his wet muscle across her soft, pulsing folds, he didn't mind the taste of his own cum on his taste buds, and the knowledge that his brother's seed was still in the mix as well fueled his licks even more. With his body between Tyler's legs and his head right above his dick, with Zoe rewarding his attention with sweet mewls and tangy nectar, and his lust stoking his craving for more, there was no space for shame, turning the proximity of his former rival into a riveting thrill.

Eventually, Mark paused his lapping when he noticed movement below her crotch. Tyler's cock was swelling back to full size with soft throbs and twitches, and he couldn't help but drool at the sight of the fat, juicy schlong that reminded him of Rory’s dick. Sparked by his arousal, his leer turned into action and he reached around the base of Tyler's shaft, pulling it up until a mere inch remained between the tip and his lips.

"H-huh, what are you doing?" Tyler gasped and winced, his fingers clenching around Zoe's chest.

"Just preparing you for Zoe," Mark whispered with a shaky chuckle and licked his lips before he pushed out his tongue and pressed it against his brother's glans. Salty and sweaty, soaked in girl juices and cum, it was almost as delicious as the liepard's pussy, and he circled his muscle around the throbbing girth, eliciting an even deeper, hotter groan from Tyler. There was time for another wide lick across his length from base to tip before the feline reminded him of her need with a frustrated whine. However, instead of returning his affection to her heat-ridden cunt, he guided his brother's cock toward it and pushed it against Zoe's quaking vulva, helping him slide in the first inch.

"Oh, man…" Tyler grunted. It took him another few seconds before he assumed control again and slowly pushed the rest of his dick inside Zoe's cunt.

Mark gave the liepard's bulging, puffy pussy one more lick before he turned his attention to her asshole, a tight rosy dimple right beneath the root of her tail. Without hesitation, he continued where he left off and dragged his tongue across the narrow ring, having his first taste of her ass.

The action elicited a stunned growl and a series of fierce, reflexive contractions from the feline, but before too long, her muzzle melted with a deep moan and she wound up her tail, encouraging Mark with a playful swat across the back.

After circling the tip of his tongue around Zoe's tailhole a few times, Mark finally thrust into the center and went as deep as he could before she inevitably clenched up again. Once inside, he began to thrust and thrash his agile muscle around, sampling more of her earthy, heavy aroma while stretching and loosening her as much and far as he could reach, lubricating her insides with his saliva.

During his exploration, Mark couldn't help but notice a hard, throbbing object, and as he kept brushing his tongue against it, it dawned on him that he was licking his brother's penis through the slick, hot wall between the liepard’s cunt and ass.

Zoe's reaction wasn't long in coming, a deep, throaty growl pouring from her lips, and Tyler mirrored her bliss with a heavy moan. "D-damn, is that your tongue, Mark?"

Plunging his tongue in and out of the liepard once more, Mark pulled away with a moist slurp and nodded, "Yes, that was my tongue. So that was your dick, then?"

"Yes. Fuck, this is hot!"

As Tyler finally started thrusting, Mark got back on his knees and moved behind the liepard, aligning himself once again with her butt. Shuffling closer, his dick rubbed against his brother's rod for just a second, coaxing a sharp gasp from his lips and tempting him with the idea of joining him, fucking and breeding Zoe's cunt together, but her swollen, bulging vulva was already stretched to its limits. So instead, he guided his cock to her anus and pushed his tip against her tight, spit-lubed entrance.

Zoe quaked as she felt the warm, firm pressure against her pucker, and she lashed out with her tail, encouraging Mark with a needy cry and another whip across his back.

"Come on, Mark. She's begging for it~" Tyler grunted, raising his head to wink at his brother.

"No need to tell me." With a nod and a smirk, Mark gripped Zoe's sides and finally thrust forward, sinking the first few inches inside her tight, hot ass. As with his tongue, he felt his brother's dick rubbing against his own, turning it into an even tighter fit and intensifying the stimulation many times over. His whole body glowed with arousal, his heart pounded in his ears, and he burst into a heavy, throaty moan as he stuffed the rest of his cock inside the liepard, pausing only once he was balls-deep to bask in the rhythmic clenching of her insides around his every inch and the sensation of Tyler's fat schlong sliding against his drooping sack.

"Dude, focus," Tyler chuckled and rolled his eyes, reaching for his brother's butt and giving it a firm squeeze.

The pinch snapped Mark out of his daze and he pulled back, finally joining his brother's thrusts. Before too long, he adopted the same pace as Tyler, as it felt most natural to plunge their dicks inside Zoe in turns like two pistons in an engine. As his brother picked up the pace, he followed suit, until they were pounding the liepard with frenzied thrusts and swinging balls, sending her hot juices flying with every stroke and every slap of their nuts. And facing almost double the stimulation, Zoe rewarded their cooperation with cries and growls of pure pleasure.

It wasn't long before the feline reached her next orgasm either, and she reared up with a rapturous roar as the incessant pounding drove her over the edge. Every fiber of her body vibrated with orgasmic bliss, her tail quivering as violently as her legs as her ass tightened around Mark's cock, exacerbating his pleasure and bringing him even closer together with his brother while showering their balls with her warm, sticky femcum.

"Oh yes, she's cumming already. This is working great," Tyler cooed and reached for Zoe's head. Her orgasm hadn't ebbed yet when he muffled her with his mouth, locking his lips with hers in a tight, passionate kiss and intertwining his tongue with hers in a wet, sloppy dance.

Mark was too absorbed by Zoe's orgasm to care about the couple's thorough exchange, but that changed when Tyler reached for his arm and pulled him down onto the liepard's back. Before he could react, her purple fur tickled his sweaty chest and her head was beside his, ear to ear, bringing him within inches of their kiss. At first, he wasn't sure about his brother's intentions, but he soon realized that Tyler was ready to share everything when he broke the kiss and, with a strand of spit still hanging between his and Zoe's lips, cupped his head and gave him a swift kiss on the lips as well. "That’s for all the help~"

Tyler's sign of affection took Mark by surprise and he stared at his brother with huge eyes, but he kept thrusting with no interruption, trapped in a flow and hug with Tyler and Zoe until her next orgasm hit her with the same force as the first, making her jaw drop and her face melt in ecstasy. From one moment to the next, her contractions welled up anew and the powerful cock massage hit Mark as he was the most receptive, nearing the edge of his own climax.

As if Mark's partners had noticed his imminent eruption, they each provided the final kick with a slap of a hand and the whack of a tail, making him burst inside Zoe's clenching tunnel with a trembling cry. He drove his rod inside deep her, and began to squirt his hot, thick load into her guts, his tensing, flexing cock fanning the flames of her orgasm even further.

"Fuck, I gotta cum, too," Tyler exclaimed just a thrust later and bottomed out in the liepard's cunt, joining his brother and filling her with fresh spurts of cum while Mark filled her ass.

With their tips separated by less than an inch and their balls literally resting atop each other, Mark could feel his brother's orgasm in its most intimate details, every throb, every tense, and every twitch, and there was no doubt that the experience was mutual as Tyler looked at him with pure bliss written all across his face. "Oooh, yes, this is perfect," he groaned, wrapping both arms around Mark's back and pulling him and Zoe even closer against his body. Once again, he shared a kiss with each of them, sloppily making out with the liepard before he locked lips with his brother, prodding his tongue against his mouth.

In the rush of his orgasm, Mark didn't even hesitate and parted his lips, embracing Tyler in a deep, thorough tongue kiss while they dumped the rest of their loads into the liepard.

No climax would last forever, however, and Mark pulled away with a heavy sigh as his high drew to its conclusion, the contractions of Zoe's anus ceasing while his own output weakened and the swirling storm of pleasure in his head subsided, dropping him into a hot, sweaty afterglow. However, while his muscles surrendered to the exhaustion and left him lying on top of the liepard, his mind slowly cleared from the lust-fueled frenzy, and his thoughts caught up to his actions, conjuring a glowing blush onto his cheeks.

Tyler, however, didn't seem too fazed as he recovered from his orgasm, and he gave Mark a lazy grin as he lay back on the couch. "Looks like we finally did it," he chuckled, petting the panting, purring liepard sandwiched between them. Her tail had come to rest on the upholstery, and she seemed so thoroughly satisfied she wouldn't even lift a single toe anymore. "Thanks for the help, Mark. That was a blast. I don't know what I would've done without you."

"She probably would've drained you dry," Mark replied.

"And I still wouldn't have managed to satisfy her."

"Also, about the things I did... you know..." Mark stammered.

Tyler interrupted his brother with a wave of his hand. "Don't worry about it, bro. Stuff like that happens in the heat of the moment," he explained and patted Mark's back. Then, his grin grew a little bigger and he added with a sparkle in his eyes, "I just didn't expect that gumption from you. But you know what? I love it when you're confident."

Not sure how to respond, Mark stared at his brother with a rising flutter in his chest, but also a tinge of relief. Finally, he sighed, "You were right about this, though. That was amazing."

"See? I told you!"

However, not a moment after Tyler finished talking, a ripple raced through the liepard, and she pawed at his chest with a deep, desperate whine. Her body tensed up and she lifted her tail, smacking Mark across the butt again.

"Wait, you still want more, Zoe?" Tyler grunted in utter disbelief.

Zoe mewled in agreement and licked him right across the face, needily grinding her butt back against them to try and push against the cocks still inside her.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Tyler shook his head and pulled out of the liepard with a wet slurp. "Mark, can you do me a favor?"

"Sure," Mark chirped with a smile and pulled out as well. With a blush, he briefly rubbed his glistening dick against Tyler's softened rod before he aligned it with Zoe's pussy, shafting it in a single thrust. "I'm right on it." Another favor for the pile, but for once, he didn't mind.