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It was Thursday at the creek. The water gurgled around the rocks in thin trails that shimmered in the shaded forest light. It parted into two thinner paths that splashed over a floor of smooth stones and muddy banks. The windmills in the nearby field swung their blades into torpid arcs, grinding their gears and creating their own rivers of millet ready for the ovens.

Thetas was there, sitting on one of the banks, flicking pebbles into the water. It was almost noon, if not already past it, and Iotas hadn't shown up. He didn't think his brother would flake out, but his concern was starting to grow. After the bladder-tearing training he had gone through the past few days, he was eager to put his gains to the test. If his brother was too craven to show his face, then it would've all been for naught.

His melancholy was broken by the sound of footsteps. He turned in his seat to see Iotas walking down the creek bank. A sack was slung over his back. They spotted each other at the same time and maintained a sizzling lock of gazes.

Thetas stood up once he got near. "Thought you'd bounced."

Iotas scoffed. "Nah. Wouldn't pass up an opportunity like this. Didn't think you would either."

"Never, not when I get to put you in your place. What's in the bag?"

Iotas slipped the bag down his arm and laid it on the ground. Inside were two identical canteens and a small, brass timer. He sat them in a row. "That's what we need for our little competition. We each drink a whole canteen and hold onto that until after an hour when we drink another one. That goes on until one of us pisses. These canteens are the exact same. You can check and pick which one you want."

Thetas came over and picked up the two canteens. They felt about the same weight. When he unscrewed the caps and looked inside he couldn't see anything that indicated they were rigged.

"Good?" Iotas asked.

"Yeah, I guess." He tossed one back to Iotas and brandished the one he kept. "I'll use this one."

"Alright. Let's get this shit started then."

The two brothers wandered up to the creek, stepped into the muddy shore and bent over their wobbling reflections. They dipped their canteens in. Air bubbles gurgled from the necks. They pulled the canteens out of the water and showed each other that they were full. Then they drank.

It was more than Thetas anticipated. He had to pause and take a breath twice before it was finally empty. Iotas, who had been practicing with such huge quantities, drained it in one go.

"Good," Iotas said. "Now tilt it." He turned his upside down, spilling only a drop.

Thetas did the same. "Come on. I'm not going to cheat."

"I don't know that, and neither do you." He went to the timer and twisted the dial to one hour. "Alright. Now we wait."

And wait they did. Both of them had the presence of mind to piss before they got there, so their bladders were currently empty. The time was spent wandering around the creek, pretending the other brother wasn't there, trying to ignore the constant babble of water streaming past them. They had to keep an eye on each other to make sure nobody let anything slip, forcing them to bear an awkward silence while they waited for their bladders to fill.

They weren't alone. Behind a tower of bushes sat Alphys, peering through a gap in the leaves to monitor his partner's success. After almost a fortnight of thorough training and drilling, he wanted nothing more than to see Thetas succeed. It was going to be a while, so he brought with him a basket of sandwiches he crafted early that morning. His legs were crossed beneath him with his elbow propped on his knee so that he could hold his head up on his fist. Right now his greatest concern was that he would drift back to sleep.

A voice whispered from behind him."[Hello]."

Alphys jerked and twisted around. It was Sigil, hunched over to keep his large frame hidden. "Sigil!" hissed Alphys. "[What are you doing here?]"

"[The same thing as you, it appears. Waiting to see if my partner wins.]"

"[Yes, that's what I'm doing. Thetas made me train him. I want to see if he wins.]"

"[Really?]" Sigil chuckled. "[Iotas made me do the same.]"

Alphys smiled. He patted the dirt next to him. "[Here, sit. Let's watch them battle it out. I made sandwiches.]"

Sigil came up and sat down next to his former lover. "[Peanut Butter and cucumber, I hope.]"

Alphys drew a half of a sandwich wrapped in paper from the basket. "[The very same.]"

Sigil smiled and took it. "[Oh, how I've missed these. I've tried making them. I could never replicate how you made it.]"

Alphys chuckled. "[No, I didn't think you could.]"

The two brothers were ignorant of their partners' friendly reunion just a few yards away. Their bladders were starting to fill now, making their cock muscles clench. So far, this was no trouble. The past few days' of intense drilling made the first phase a cake walk. Neither of them expressed any discomfort, something that nagged them both. Thetas was sitting in the grass, mindlessly pulling up clumps of it. Iotas stood at the creek's edge, chucking rocks and unsuccessfully trying to make them skip. Every once and a while they would share a look, checking for any signs of needing to go. So far, nothing, though they were certainly feeling it.

[i]-tick-tick-tick-tick RIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG!!![/i]

The timer screeched away, startling them. Iotas cut it off. "So, how are you feeling?" he asked Thetas as they both gathered their canteens.

"I'm right as rain. Barely feel anything," Thetas claimed.

They stepped into the creek and began refilling their canteens. "Bullshit. I see you cringing. You're ready to pop."

"Not even close. Hey, don't get your feet wet. Might make you squirt a little."

"I ain't squirting shit." He stood up when the canteen was full. "Not until you do. When that happens, think I'll let go of mine in your ass."

Thetas burst out laughing. "Shut the fuck up. In that case, if I win, I'll let mine out in your fucking mouth."

"Oh yeah? You wanna bet that?"

"Bet what?"

"If I win I piss in your ass. You win, I'll drink yours from the tap."

Thetas cocked an eyebrow. "You'd do that?"

"No, 'cause I'm not gonna. Think I should really remind you who the older brother is."

Thetas nodded. "OK, and I'll pay you back for lying."

"Isn't that the whole point of this?"

"Yeah, I guess. It was your idea."

"Whatever. Let's up the stakes then." He held out his canteen. "Loser gets marked by the other's piss?"

Thetas smiled and held his canteen out too. "Deal."

They clinked their canteens, spilling some water from the necks and trading it. Drinking it proved more difficult than before, both because there was still some water left in their bellies and because every part of their common sense was screaming at them to stop. With their masculinities at stake, however, they saw no other choice but to drain their canteens and then demonstrate that it was empty.

Now the real challenge began. The slosh in their guts waned as their piss tanks continued to stretch. The luxury of lounging around vanished once they were forced into a back-and-forth across the creek's edge, trying to remain active and focused on something that wasn't their tortured pizzles.

Thetas was performing some awkward stretches, bowing himself over and twisting his hips. Iotas was behind him, pacing wildly. A sweat had broken across them both. The creek continued to murmur its temptations. They pictured themselves emptying their loads into it, as nature intended. No matter how satisfying that may have been, however, it would not be worth the punishment. The only prize legitimizing their suffering was pissing on the other brother and claiming victory.

Iotas had to break the silence. It was time to talk some smack. "Whatcha doin' over there? Bending over, eh? Getting ready for my piss?"

Thetas continued stretching. "Nah. Getting my dick muscles ready to squirt down your fucking throat. Gonna feel good filling you up. I see you walking back there. Go ahead. Let it out. Do it now and maybe I won't piss on your face."

"You fucking wish." Iotas came to a stop, spreading his legs out and holding his knees. He bounced from side to side, staring at his brother's backside. Eyes on the prize. "You're not stretching for nothing. You gotta pee, don't you?"

"Maybe I do, maybe I don't."

"'Maybe' my ass. You're about to blow. Come on, now. No shame in letting loose. I'll make things quick, I swear."

Alphys and Sigil were both munching on their last sandwiches, listening to the brothers' pithy exchange.

"[It's getting intense,]" said Sigil. He stared at Iotas' backside. The way he jiggled himself back and forth on his feet was pretty sexy. "[Who do you think is having it worse?]"

Alphys shrugged. "[I don't know. Iotas started the trash talk. I don't think he would've done that if he wasn't struggling.]"

Sigil chuckled. "[No, he wouldn't have. He lashes out when he's afraid. I've seen him do that alot. How is your Thetas?]"

"[Not good. He did that a lot in training. I don't think I ever made him hold that much water at once. I hope it's not too much.]"

Sigil looked over at him. He saw how rapt he was, eyes unwavering from the scene before him. Sigil had forgotten how handsome he looked from profile.

Alphys caught him looking. "[What?]"

Sigil looked away. "[Nothing. Sorry.]"

Alphys had an idea why he was looking, but didn't call him out on it. He looked back at the brothers' duel with a smile. "[OK.]"

The trash talk had come to an end when they ran out of insults. They spent the remaining hour performing their paces, bending their bodies, hopping around the creek like little gremlins, doing everything they could to ward off the encroaching agony and keep their peckers shut.

[i]RIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGG!!![/i]

The alarm did not startle them this time so much as fill them with dread. It was time for a second refill. Iotas took his sweet time walking up to the alarm to shut it off. Every movement made his bladder, now taut like a balloon, squish and warp. He could not move too quickly lest he risk seeping something and getting caught. The temptation to let something squeak out and try to hide it passed his mind, but the risk of accidentally breaking the dam was too great. With a collective set of breaths he bent over and killed the alarm.

Thetas was already waiting next to the water, gripping his canteen in both of his hands so tightly that the tendons bulged and his arms shook. His toes were curling. He snarled his lips and grinded his teeth. Finally he snapped. "[i]Will you hurry the fuck up?[/i]"

"I'm coming! Hold on!" Iotas grabbed his canteen and waddled over. Without another word they hurried into the water, waited for their canteens to fill, then ran back to the shore without even checking if either brother had cheated. It took them a long time to empty their canteens. Their guts were mostly full. Every single grain of waste their body meant to expel had been filtered. Any water they added now went straight to their bladders. Neither of them were going to last much longer, no matter how hard they fought or jawed at each other. More than any time prior, it was now a battle of wills.

Alphys and Sigil had gone silent. They were out of food, and the scene before them had reached its climax. Watching his lover squirm excited Sigil in a way that made him feel awkward while sitting next to his ex. He looked down and saw the tip of his penis sliding out of his sheathe. He blushed and checked to see if Aplhys knew. He didn't, not while he was so deeply concentrated on the brothers' struggle.

Sigil wanted his dick to go away, but every whimper he heard echo through the bush from either brother added to his arousal. He couldn't resist and started touching himself. He figured that he and Alphys had made love before. This wasn't anything new between them.

Alphys heard the commotion and looked. His eyes went wide. "Oh!"

Sigil blushed. "[Sorry. I-]"

"[No, it's fine. Look.]" Alphys leaned back. Out of his lap sprouted the first half of his penis from his cloaca. His shaft was pointed and pink, glistening with his inner moisture. "[I'm enjoying it too.]"

Sigil chuckled. That was a relief. "[You're not going to jerk off? I know you said that you were abstaining, but this seems like a nice opportunity.]"

Alphys thought about it. Finally, he said "[No, I don't think I will.]"

"[Oh, that's fine,]" Sigil said, somewhat disappointed.

Alphys scooted next to Sigil and opened his legs. "[I won't jerk myself off, and neither will you.]" He gently pushed Sigil's hand away and gripped his cock. He smiled up at the rhydon. "[I think I'll jerk you off instead.]"

A great shiver rolled through Sigil's body. He had no idea how badly he had missed Alphys' sweet, sweet touch. "Ahah, [thank you.]"

"[Don't thank me.]" Alphys leaned back, letting his cock rise up from his lap. "[Stroke me.]"

Sigil laughed. He wrapped his fingers around Alphys' prick and gently enticed it the rest of the way out his slit. "[Of course.]"

Their romantic circle jerk was well removed from the abject misery the two brothers' shared. Neither of them could move anymore. The risk of springing a leak proved too dangerous. They remained stuck near the edge of the creek, a few feet in front of each other, shaking like leaves in the wind. Every ounce of their macho personas had withered away under the weight of their bladders, now screaming inside of them with a pressure ready to make them explode.

Iotas was squeezing his thighs together, holding his dick between them. His fist pounded into his open palm, the only movement he could do without letting something loose. Something like grief made his face twist and contort. Sweat fell in columns down his face. The lightning on his head was now but a dull flicker.

Thetas was doing no better. His knees were bouncing off each other while his body rocked on his heels. The taste of blood had filled his mouth after chewing the inside of his cheek. His fists were balled at his hips. Deep grunts beat through his nose. Every so often there came a whimper or a moan. He wanted to die.

Iotas was at the end of his rope. He hung his head with a whimper. "Oh God... [i]Oh God! Fuck! Huhhhh![/i]" His voice was shrill and whiny. He trembled violently. "[i]Uhhhhhh... I gotta peeeeeeeeeeee![/i]"

Thetas clenched every muscle in his body. "[i]Shut up. Goddammit![/i]" The misery in his own voice made him cringe. He felt his cock muscle getting ready to break. "[i]Ahhhhh! God! I fucking hate it! Fuck! I hate it so much! Ohhhhhh![/i]"

"[i]Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Oh fuck![/i]" Iotas was bowing forward at the waist. His entire body felt like it was folding. An infantile wail blew out of him. "[i]Nooooo! FUCK! Please, God! Uhhhhhhhhhhh![/i]"

Thetas opened his eyes and saw his brother's condition. Rage flared inside of him. "[i]Goddammit. Just piss already. Do it. DO IT![/i]" Spittle flew out from his roaring mouth. "[i]FUCKING PISS, YOU LITTLE BITCH![/i]"

Iotas' voice went into a crescendo. "[i]Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!![/i]"

First a drop, then a trickle, then a full blown geyser. The dam had burst. There was a rapid thudding sound as a string of water rocketed out of him and crashed into the dirt between his inwardly-tilted feet. It was over.

He emitted a hideous groan. "[i]Guuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~[/i]" His head swooned and his eyes rolled into his head. A bliss sweeter than even the most deferred orgasm burst in his pelvis like the glow of an atom bomb. His breath stuttered in his chest. Tears of joy fell down his cheeks. He made a girly moan. This was heaven.

It didn't last.

Thetas ripped him out of his euphoria by grabbing his head crest and ripping his head downwards. Iotas' knees sank into the mud of his own peepee. Aiming at his face was Thetas' fat cock.

[i]Psssssssssssssssssssssss-![/i]

"[i]Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh~~~!!![/i]" Thetas heaved with all of his might, jettisoning a gale force piss that crashed into Iotas' face like a meteor. He had nowhere to turn, not with his crest firmly inside of Thetas' grasp. Thetas felt his own joyous release from misery, but he didn't let it distract him from the pure delight that was seeing his brother squirm under the flow of his dick water. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm, [i]fuck[/i] yeah!"

Iotas' face could only scrunch and whither the storm. Liquid heat splashed off the flank of his snout and wept down his sealed lips in a glistening curtain. Disgusted grunts burped through his lips. "[i]Nnnn... Ahh... God... Fuck...[/i]" Thetas made sure to get every inch of his face, neck, and chest, swinging his cock around and moving Iotas' head by the crest.

Only when he was soaked from crotch to scalp did Thetas make the next step. "Open up, bitch." He didn't wait for his brother to obey, instead grabbing his jaw and squishing the lips apart. He stuck his dick right through them. Iotas tried pulling away on instinct, but Thetas didn't let him. "No sir. Drink the fuck up."

Iotas had no choice, not when he was getting piss-fucked in the throat by a perpetual squirt of water. He swallowed it as quickly as he could. No matter how diluted by the great amount of creek water Thetas had drank, there remained that bitter taste of ammonia staining his tongue and throat. It siphoned into his gut, adding to the flood that had accumulated there already. His Adam's apple bobbed with each gulp. "[i]Ulp. Ulp. Ulp. Ulp.[/i]"

Their partners were behind the bush, locked in each other's grasp, jerking each other furiously now that the duel had reached its fruition. They felt their own falling on them as their pleasures peaked. Alphys moaned, then so did Sigil. From their cocks spewed a barrage of cum ropes that fell down on their laps and their lover's fists. Their jerking came to a stop, and the two men were left panting, wallowing in their mutual ecstasies.

"Ahhh... Ahhh... Ahhh... Whew... [That was great,]" huffed Alphys. It took him a moment to let go of Sigil's dick, his grip had become so tight.

"[Yes, it was. Wow.]" Sigil let go of him. "Ahh, [Sorry about ruining your streak.]"

"[Don't be. That was incredible. I said I was saving for a nice haxorus girl, but... I'm glad I used it on you instead.]"

Sigil smiled. "[Yeah, so am I.]"

Thetas stream faded to its end. He pulled out of Iotas' maw, but did not let go of his crest. While his brother hacked and sputtered up several gobs of his pee, Thetas began furiously stroking his dick. In seconds he was hard, and in seconds after that he was cumming. "[i]Ahhhh![/i]"

Iotas was still spitting up piss when he flinched away from a different type of penile product. Pearls splatted on his cheek with each spurt. It was his final punishment, a cherry on top of the piss sunday.

Theta's climax came to an end, finally. He let go of his dick and shoved Iotas' crest away. He went into the dirt, soaked in his brother's water, face constellated with cum, still coughing up wads of bladder juice. He had been vanquished.

Thetas stood over his brother wheezing, hobbled by the continued ache of his floor muscle, reeking of piss, and feeling like a champion. He wiped the spit off his lip with his forearm. "Well... That settles that, bro. Hope your guard job treats you good. See you around." Then he turned around, kicked back some dirt onto his brother, and wandered off, leaving Iotas to shiver alone in a puddle of his pee.

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