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Daniil opened the door to the apartment he shared with his brother. The riolu dropped his gym bag beside the door, still in his sweaty gym clothes as he strutted down the hall to the single bedroom in the back. Upon opening the door, Daniil found his brother Konstin asleep on their full-size mattress. The older lucario naked, sheets kicked to the floor, the open windows doing nothing to cool the coming summer heat in their A/C-less home.

Daniil kicked off his gym shorts and boxers, revealing a sheath already heftier than his older brother despite being a foot shorter than the evolved pokemon. He shucked off his shirt, and climbed onto the bed. Konstin grumbled and turned to his side in his sleep. Daniil grabbed Konstin’s snout and turned it up before pressing his sweaty armpit into the lucario’s nose.

Konstin coughed. Tried to shove the smaller riolu off him with a, “Bro come on—”

“Uhn uhn, come on cockwarmer, smell it. I know you like it.”

Konstin groaned. He hated how that sharp, metallic musk hit his sinuses and made them tingle. It did get in his head, and if it weren’t so damn early he might have welcomed it, at this hour, however, his first response was to try and shove Daniil off him. But, embarrassingly, the younger, smaller brother was stronger than the lanky lucario, who could not force his brother off him. The more that strong, masculine musk crashed through his senses, the more roused Konstin became. He moaned without meaning, too.

“That’s it, bro. Get a nice long whiff.”

“F-fuck,” came Konstin’s muffled whine before he complained, “I closed the store last night, you know.”

“Whatever. And I was up till midnight waiting for you to come home, had to settle for your fleshlight.”

“Daniil, please.”

“Shhh, cockwarmer’s don’t need words to work,” Daniil said as he reached down and groped Konstin’s fattening sheath. Reflexively, embarrassingly, Konstin humped into the touch, his canid tip peeking from the sheath, smearing arousal on Daniil’s paws. Not that Daniil really cared about his cockwarmer’s pleasure, allowing Konstin to come up for air from that armpit as the riolu shifted, straddling his older brother’s chest, sternum spike brushing Daniil’s tail. He grabbed the back of Konstin’s dazed head and shoved him into the riolu’s fat balls.

A stronger, headier musk here. One Konstin had become well acquainted with a month ago when Daniil decided his older brother was good enough for getting his rocks off. Daniil swore he wasn’t even gay, Konstin was just too convenient a slut not to use. Konstin moaned, muttered, “Fucking bastard.”

“Shut up and lick them clean,” Daniil said, claws pinching into the back of Konstin’s scalp.

The elder brother whined and obeyed orders. His tongue dragged across the blue fur, picking up the musky salt of his younger brother’s balls. Konstin felt humiliated and turned on at once with how quickly he capitulated to all the smaller riolu’s demands. He was just so domineering, and his balls were easily twice the size of Konstin’s, a real stud’s. It took time to lap up all the sweat clinging to that fur, but he dutifully worked till his tongue felt soaked in salt.

Daniil’s sheath pulsed with heat and warmth, the meaty tube of fur and flesh resting on Konstin’s muzzle. He always grew bored whenever he forced his older brother to do this, grabbing the needy slut’s head and yanking him away. He leered down at Konstin, who was panting, dazed, eyes glazed over and half-lidded. “Arceus, I’ll never get tired of how my balls turn you into this.”

“Shut… shut the…”

“Quiet cockwarmer, you still need to get this ready.”

Daniil rubbed his sheath into Konstin’s lips. The elder lucario whined, didn’t argue, but also didn’t yet move. He simply inhaled the meaty, metallic smell of his brother’s cock. The sheath just barely spread, its opening glistening with little strands of arousal, the crimson shaft just visible, its stink already making the lucario’s asshole itch with a need his younger brother was better at fulfilling than anyone else.

Daniil held up his hand in front of Konstin’s eyes. The lucario’s ears folded back as his brother’s digits moved into a snap. Holding it there, forcing Konstin to wait with just that tortuous scent. His mouth still hung open, drool dripping from his jowls. He whined some more, but did not speak, knowing better than to say a word less Daniil choose to drag this torture out longer.

Snap.

Konstin’s lips wrapped around the tip of Daniil’s sheath in an instant. Making out with his little brother’s sheath was more enjoyable than any other pair of lips Konstin had kissed. His tongue pushed inside that spread opening, and the metallic, overwhelming salt flavor of the riolu’s sweaty sheath stained Konstin’s palate. He moaned around that sheath, tongue wriggling under the meaty shaft that began to engorge more and more. Konstin’s lips opened wider as the pointed tip of doggy dick filled his maw. The lucario’s own, more than modest endowment, already aching and out of its sheath, dripping across the older brother’s navel.

Daniil sighed, planting his palms on the bed and leaning back as his cockwarmer suckled and nursed on his tip. Coaxing out more and more of the fat, crimson shaft that had so thoroughly tamed him. The elder brother’s tongue no longer able to slither and slide through the sheath, now lapped along the underside of the veiny, crimson shaft that filled more and more of his maw. Konstin did not remove his lips from the spreading sheath, his mouth opening up more and more to accommodate his brother’s thick girth. Soon that prick bloomed so much from its sheath that the tip pushed against Konstin’s uvula, but a well trained cockwarmer didn’t flinch away or gag. He calmly breathed through his nose, savoring his younger brother’s engrossing scent, a heady nose to match the metallic, sharp flavor of the younger stud’s cock.

The dick dug deeper inside Konstin, cock working its way down his throat. He closed his eyes and savored the feeling of that fat, hot rod enveloped in his maw. It twitched and pulsed with life, oozed more precum down Konstin’s gullet. He swallowed around the length, massaging it with his throat like a good cockwarmer. Konstin’s concerns about sleep completely gone by now, trapped in a cocksucking stupor. He didn’t even try to touch his aching shaft, whose knot by now had inflated. He knew better than to try and cum before his stud told him to.

When Konstin’s lips felt the firming bulb of his brother’s knot he whined. The heat in him made him need so badly to be knotted. Muzzle, asshole, it didn’t matter. Today however, Daniil wanted his other side. Slowly, agonizingly, Konstin let his little brother pull him off his dick, sucking hard the whole time, milking a few more precious spurts of precum.

Daniil dismounted his bigger brother’s chest and said, “Roll over on your belly, slut.”

Whining, Konstin obeyed, making sure his cock was pressed between his belly and mattress. Daniil straddled his hips and smacked those cheeks. “Arceus, I love making this jiggle. Twink brother with a fat ass, did I luck out or what, eh cockwarmer?”

“Just fuck me already, bro,” Konstin whined.

“Eager little slut.”

“Sh-shut up.”

“Awww, embarrassed by how much you love getting fucked by your little bro?”

“Fuck you—ahn!” Daniil cut Konstin off with another hard spank.

“Easy now,” the riolu growled, “I don’t have to fuck you.”

Konstin’s ears folded down and he whined.

“Hehe, good cockwarmer. Tell me what you want.”

“I want your cock…” Konstin muttered.

“Whose?”

“Yours—my little brother’s.”

“You’re his what?”

“I’m my little brother’s cockwarmer!” Konstin barked, too horny to care if the neighbors they shared a wall with heard, the itching need in his asshole too great to care how much Daniil chose to humiliate him.

“That’s right, and don’t you forget it,” Daniil said as he spread his brother’s luscious blue cheeks. He hawked a loogie and spat it on the exposed, pink tailhole before wedging his cock against it. It was far from the first time Konstin took his brother with nothing more than spit as prep. Daniil preferred it to lube, so Konstin was well practiced at relaxing his core, unclenching his rear as his brother’s pointed cocktip pressed into the pink, wrinkled rim. It caved in, not yielding right away, but with that massive red rocket rubbing into it, Konstin succumbed in a matter of labored breaths. He groaned as his asshole was opened up, the itching on his entrance soothed by the warming burn of being spread.

Daniil planted a palm on the small of his brother’s back. He never got tired of seeing those furry blue cheeks spread around his spit-glistening dick or watching that red length collapse his big brother’s taut little tailhole. How Konstin’s warm flesh wrapped so tightly around Daniil’s dick. He didn’t stop grinding downwards, forcing more and more of that fat red shaft inside his bigger brother. Beneath him Konstin panted, squirmed and groaned, struggling to accept so much, even if Daniil penetrated him slowly.

Konstin’s asshole ached, but he barely cared. That spit slick dick drove deeper and deeper inside him. Its girth already rubbed into his prostate, creating a delicious, white hot pressure that arced through Konstin’s taint and down his shaft. The sharp, intoxicating pleasure of having his button mashed by his brother. It was insane how good Daniil was at it, the riolu just naturally knowing what angle to press down to absolutely crush his nut. And then, Konstin felt the rounded bulb of his brother’s knot flatten his hole.

Both brothers moaned as Konstin clenched down on the shaft. After a breath, Daniil said, “That’s, ah, my cockwarmer. Come on and bark for me, let me know how much you like it.”

“Arf! Arf! Arf!” Konstin raggedly barked. Heat flushed to his cheeks. He should be mortified doing this, but the degradation just made Konstin’s dick ache between mattress and belly, already oozing precum with each breath.

“Good boy!” Daniil said. Konstin kept barking like a dumb, happy mutt as that forearm’s-length dick pulled backwards till just the tip remained. Daniil slammed down on his big brother, whose barking got interrupted by loud yelp as all that meat punched inside him. Smirking, Daniil fell into a hard, fast rut, using the palm planted on the small of Konstin’s back for balance while he spanked his cockwarmer’s plush ass.

Konstin couldn’t keep barking when Daniil finally started fucking his ass. It was too much. That fat cock plumbed his bowels, leaving a bulge in his navel. His little brother fat nuts slapping Konstin’s, that fist-sized knot beating against his worked over, puffy rim. That pink ring of muscle drug backwards clinging to the shaft on every pullout, collapsing in on itself on every thrust. The overwhelming pounding of his prostate, each rutting slam pumping pointed tip to girthy underside to the very base of that shaft grinding down on his nut. It drove Konstin over the edge in a matter of a dozen thrusts, the older pokemon’s head turned to the side, tongue-lolling from his mouth as he was fucked dumb. Thick, potent ropes of lucario semen fired into the mattress, smearing across his belly fur and prick, making a slick, messy pool that only made his cumming cock slip and slide across the drenched fitted sheet each time Daniil pounded him. His whole body rocked, limp and helpless. The occasional hoarse moan drowned out by the sound of Daniil’s knot pounding into that overworked anus.

A constant stream of precum oozing from the stud riolu had made Konstin’s innards a slimy mess, leaking out and matting the fur on his taint. It made it easier for that stretchy ring of muscle to bend around the knot Daniil hammered into his bigger brother. His hips pounded in the nail. Stab stab stabbing his cockwarmer’s fucked stupid, cumming, clenching hole, pounding his big brother’s prostate into mush, knot kneading loose all the tension still in that hole. That bulb pressed deeper with the inevitability of a waxing moon growing full. Each thrust forcing more and more inside with every orbit of Daniil’s hips.

Till, with a growling jolt, the little riolu rammed his rod tip to tie inside his big brother. Konstin howled to the ceiling when it happened, Daniil grunting as he tried to tug backwards only for the bulb to snag on his brother’s asshole. He was good and tied, and laid flat on his elder, panting, balls cinched tight with their own pressure, his cock leaving a clear outline in his brother’s messy belly. Daniil grunted and sighed, humping back and forth in little gyrations, tugging on the base of his knot, holding back his orgasm as long as he could, rocking Konstin’s body up and down on every hip gyration.

Konstin was so full, but needed to be fuller, needed his brother’s cum. That enormous knot crushed his prostate, making Konstin feel at any time his bladder might pop or he might cum again. He hung on the edge of a plateau, whining and grinding his butt back into his little brother’s hips.

“P-please Daniil, I need your cum. I need it inside me,” Konstin whined as he had just about every day since the pair started living together.

“Arceus, what would mom and dad say if they saw you like this?” Daniil asked as he felt his peak barreling through him, holding out with what little concentration he could.

“I don’t care—fuck me in front of them, just please, please—”

“Fucking desperate cockwarmer,” Daniil snarled, his orgasm upon him, “Take it you b-bitch of a brother!” His cock flexed inside the bowels of his older sibling before it exploded. Semen flooded the elder’s bowels, hot and viscous, slimy and creamy, Daniil felt it fill those bowels up. His balls clenching as they rested on Konstin’s punier, spent pair. The growling riolu bit down on Konstin’s shoulder blade, too short to reach his brother’s neck.

Konstin whimpered as his bowels were flooded, quickly feeling himself become bloated, full of warm, bubbling cum. The flesh of his slim stomach ballooned outward ever so slightly, giving the appearance of a baby bump as Daniil’s balls kept clenching on top of his. Each rhythmic churn of those testes dumping another thick rope of semen inside Konstin. Filling him with so much cum it backed all the way up to that knot, pressed against it, the pressure so great pearlescent streaks weeped from the plugged hole.

It lasted on and on. Daniil still humping, breathing raggedly through his nose while his jaws bit hard enough to break skin. His helpless big brother moaning and whining and grinding backwards into the brother who bred him. The pair unable to stop themselves, too intoxicated by the pleasure of domination and being dominated. Breaths turned to seconds turned to minutes turned to the slow, drooling ebb of the last few pumps of sperm into Konstin’s receptive, needy body.

Finally, when it stopped, Daniil released his shoulder and said, “That’s a good little cockwarmer.”

“Fuck dude… why are you like this?”

“Like you’d want this any other way.”

“Mmmph, sh-shut up.”

“Heh, keep that lip up and I’ll put a plug in you and make you go to work filled like this.”

A long, keening whine told Daniil he should do it regardless of how Konstin behaved.