Zolo & Levi
First in a series of independent stories is here! Wanted to break out of my usual thematics and do something super cozy and domestic, while still spicy. And so I landed on these two brotherly goofballs.
Zolo and Levi are a pair of mischievous mouse brothers. The former is 21 years old and the latter is 22. Typical modern suburban adults, except they... well you know by now. ;3
I do love incest as a purely fictional theme involving adults. It’s honestly one of my favorite kinks. But it’s not a subject matter I feel really fits any of my current characters. So I made new ones just for this! I also feel like brocest is rarer than parent/offspring and variations therein. So striking that interest while the mental iron was hot was a no-brainer.
It was honestly really freeing to write a story I didn’t have to worry about continuing or building out to be more than this one chapter needed to be. Hence why I wanna do more going forward.
Thank you for reading this far, hope you enjoy that and I hope you enjoyed this
Zolo & Levi Zolo instinctively stretched before even opening his eyes. Contorting his arms, legs, and tail across the mattress until they were satisfied. As his lids parted he rolled over to see his brother Levi still asleep next to him, still wearing the tank top he had on the night before. The mouse took this opportunity to weave his arms up through the loose pale fabric and over his brother’s chest. Rubbing the fur underneath, still somewhat matted from their activities last night, and playing with his nipples for a moment before allowing one of his hands to venture back down and ever further. Finally Zolo’s right hand found the prize it was looking for. Levi’s genitals, covered in a short but silky-soft fur of perfectly even length, was rapidly shifting from soft to stiff in his hand. He loved how his brother felt down there. He could easily fidget with the set of shaft and balls for hours, and quite frequently did. But he especially loved how warm and stiff it usually was in the morning, just as Levi was– Levi punctuated his waking up with a drowsy but trademarking-ly coherent “Easy back there, you went rougher than I expected last night.” It was then Zolo realized he was grinding his own shaft against his brother’s entrance, between two equally soft cheeks. “You’re pressing back into it, you like it” the brother teased. “Irrelevant” Levi replied, rolling around to face his brother. The two closed their eyes again as they fell into one-another. Zolo slid down his brother’s body, meeting with Levi’s genitals face-to-face. He loved the darker fur on his shaft, balls, crotch, and taint. Zolo had it all as well of course, but Levi’s smelled different, acted different, tasted different just… *FELT* different. And it helped that Zolo could appreciate Levi’s more closely than his own. After swirling his tongue around his brother’s soft and balls, making lazy circles inside Levi’s soft foreskin, he moved further down to the taint and to the tender hole beyond. Dancing his tongue around the warm ribbed entrance before taking some gentle nibbles for himself. “Nnnngggffff, aargh, careful! Still sensitive!” Levi said, breaking the silence of Zolo’s inspection. His legs reflexively bending, his toes curling. Zolo did as his brother asked, reducing his activity to mere licks and the occasional tongue pressure. “‘Sides, aren’t you just tasting you there?” Levi continued. Zolo didn’t answer, letting himself be lost in his brother’s intimate spots for as much time as he could. It helped he could feel Levi’s tail squirming from the sensations of being played with. They were both unspeakably thankful the novelty of their acts hadn’t worn off yet. Finally, he broke himself away from Levi’s rear just long enough to ask “When’d they say they were coming back?”, breaking the silence of his inspection. “Forgot, check the fridge. Your turn to make breakfast anyway.” Levi replied. “What are you gonna do then?” “Brush my teeth. My mouth still tastes like your cock, and I don’t like mixing sausage meats.” Levi said, giving a cheeky grin. After a few more rebellious seconds and an unsubtle eye-roll, Zolo rose from the clutches of the mattress and stretched one final time before tumbling his way out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. He checked the calendar, adorned with kitsch purple floral patterns and affixed to the refrigerator with magnets. “Fuuuuuuuck, later today. Was hoping we had at least one more.” His complaints were quickly drowned out by the distinctive sounds of a mechanical toothbrush and a stream of water falling into a reservoir. Zolo turned on the electric burner on the stovetop and grabbed a pan from the cabinet before retrieving some sausage patties and a carton of eggs from the fridge as well. Levi eventually joined him in the kitchen, seeing his brother’s lack of any clothing as he stood before the stove in view of the kitchen window. “Classy. You know the neighbors could see us through the window if they looked right?” “You know they’re blind as hell right? And considering what we did on the deck Friday night I’m honestly surprised you care.” Zolo cheekily shot back. “It was dark out then, besides it’s not the same when it’s just one of us.” Levi said, grabbing some glasses and a carton of juice from the fridge. “Right, I forgot. You *did* say it was either both of us gets in trouble or neither of us back when we started this.” Zolo chirped, rolling the sausages on the hot pan. “I didn’t start anything, this was all you.” Levi said, wrapping his arms around his brother’s torso, revealing he wasn’t wearing anything beneath his waist either. “Besides, you’re fucking impossible to say ‘no’ too.” “Well with an ass like yours, I couldn’t stop asking.” Zolo said. Levi couldn’t help but chuckle. His brother was such a terrible flirt. “And who’s grinding on who now?” It was true, Zolo had begun gently pressing his hole against his brother’s shaft as the former stood behind him. Still stiff, or now stiff again? It mattered little. “Always subtle as a brick, Zolo…” Levi sighed and laughed once more. “Well, you didn’t get a turn last night so I thoughtttt…” Zolo’s sentence trailed off. “Cheeky bitch, fine. You thought right. Now stop squirming so much.” Levi grabbed the coconut oil nearby on the counter and lathered his shaft. His fur further matting as he spread the liquid around. He did the same with his brother’s rear entrance, making a few exploratory pokes inside the warm cave with his fingers. It sent Zolo’s body shivering, exactly what he’d hoped for. Once Levi felt it was sufficient, he placed the oil back onto the counter and spread his brother’s soft pillowy cheeks. “Hold still!” he said before pushing his tip just inside Zolo’s hole. His brother let out a nice “aah!”, and the pan could be heard sliding against the stovetop. Levi pulled out again about halfway, until the bottom of his glans were showing, then back in he went. Deeper this time. And soon he found the spot he was hoping for. The button that made his brother squeak. He spend time pressing his tip against it, feeling Zolo shudder and grip the countertop. His tail wrapped around Levi’s torso best it could. “Fuuuuck, Lev. Don’t s-s–” Zolo could barely speak. Levi had no intention of stopping. He made his way deeper, in time letting his whole shaft grind against his bro’s trigger. Zolo’s breathing could be heard above the sizzling and popping of the pan, a sound that only seemed to drive their lust further with the rising temperature. The two brothers were fully in their dance now, with Levi thrusting deep into his sibling’s hole and gripping his chest. Zolo rhythmically pressing against Levi’s thrusts. Before long, that was all the two could perceive. All the could think about. Their primal urges taking full hold on them. Drowning out the sizzling of the pan or the squeaking of the oven door as Solo held onto it with one of his hands. Levi tried to slow down, tense his taint and balls, desperately hoping he could stretch his act out for just a bit longer. But with Zolo squeezing onto his dick, it was a hopeless endeavor. “I’m gonna–“ was all Levi could say before the air left his body. Ropes of hot, warm liquid shot from his tip. It seemed to go on forever, with Zolo grinding and pushing against his brother. Feeling his balls throb against his taint as his brother kept releasing deep into him. It was a filling warmth he could never tire of. Finally, as the two’s senses and breathing returned to normal, Levi released his grip on Zolo’s chest. He waited until he was sure his orgasm was over, and the slick wetness he felt around his now softened shaft was done flowing. Finally, gently gripping Zolo’s waist, he asked “ready?” Zolo nodded. And so with a single careful push-pull, Levi released his shaft from Zolo’s hole. Both his shaft and Zolo’s rear dripped vividly with his spent seed. A quick glance also revealed a nice flow of Zolo’s own now coated the cabinet door below the countertop. “How’s it look?” Zolo asked, still visibly shuddering from their act, and the intensity his brother brought to it. His hole winked a handful of times, being fully exposed to the cool morning air. Levi chuckled, he leaned into his brother one last time. Holding Zolo close, feeling his tail wrap around him, grinding his shaft on his brother’s taint, and kissing him slowly on the cheek. “You look beautiful.” He said, nuzzling his brother. “Love you” Zolo said. “Love you too.” Levi replied, as they cuddled for a long moment. Finally he pulled away, out of his brother’s tail grip. Walking towards the hall. “Finish breakfast, I’ll get a cloth.”