Kris and Rio Part 3: Cleaning Up
#3 of Kris and Rio
Finally! =3 This took a lot more work than I though, pretty much the entire second half was written from scratch. I'm so glad I got this out and can start working on the next part. This is the longest and most intense chapter yet, where we meet the boyfriend stealing twin Rio warned about last time. Will he get his hands on Kris? Will Kris let lust get the better of him? Keep reading to find out! -Tyfi
Rio eyes we closed as he laid stretched out on the couch, an ice pack covering his forehead.
Five minutes ago he had returned home from his recent soccer game covered in sweat and a thin layer of dirt. Rio was near collapse as he exited his lover Kris's truck. The wolf saw his tiger struggle to even hold his own weight after over two hours in the hot sun. Kris sighed and scooped Rio up into his arms, not being able to bare the sight anymore. Rio smiled widely and kissed Kris on the side of his large muzzle.
"You were awesome out there today honey," Kris said before giving him a return kiss, "I couldn't believe how fast you were."
"I think I was better because you were cheering me on this time."
"Well I'm always glad to be there for you, Rio. I've never been so into soccer before. I always thought it was boring."
Rio scoffed and looked away. "It's not boring..." he said with a small pout.
"Not with you playing in those shorts it's not," Kris replied before nuzzling the tired feline with the tip of his nose. Kris carefully sat his mate on the front porch and knelt down in front of Rio. "Can't have to tracking dirt into the house" he said as he unlaced the dirty cleats Rio had been wearing. After taking them off and setting them outside, Kris opened the front door before picking the tiger back up and carrying him through to the inside of the house. With a swift kick behind him the door was again closed and he could now lower Rio onto the couch, a small pillow resting under his silky white mane.
"Honey, can you get me some ice and a big glass of something to drink? I'm turning to dust..."
"Sure thing sweetie. I'll be right back." Kris walked into the kitchen and created a quick ice pack with a zipper bag and some cubes of ice, sealing it tightly to prevent leaking. He grabbed a glass and was about to fill it with tap water, but he stopped and glanced over to the empty glass pitcher on the side of the counter top. He smiled and set the glass down, grabbing the pitcher instead. He sat it under the sink to fill while he grabbed what lemons remained in the fridge. Many were already sliced, so he simply used the nearby juicer to extract the sour liquid from the halves. He made a bit of a mess with the sugar, and he tried his best to clean in up with a wet paper towel. The way Kris rushed to finish the refreshing drink while still maintaining the patience to perfect the mixture was something to behold. Kris let out a breath when he finished and carried a tray with the pitcher and glasses on it back into the living room with him. Rio frowned when he saw the glass. "What is it?....OH!" Kris ran back into the kitchen, and could be heard noisily rummaging through the silverware drawers. He came back with a pink straw and placed it in the glass. Rio smiled in confirmation that his wishes had been met. Kris took the glass and maneuvered the tip of the straw into Rio's muzzle. He lightly sucked up a moderately sized drink and swallowed happily. He had several more before he nodded, and Kris moved away the drink to the table by the couch.
"Thank you Kris." Rio sighed and closed his eyes. "Honey, can you get my socks off for me?"
"Of course I can, Rio." Kris sat on the other end of the couch and lifted the feline's footpaws into his lap. He reached up and began to roll the dark green knee highs down to the heels. He slipped them off Rio's feet and discarded the socks by tossing them across the room. "Do they hurt bad?"
"My feet? Yeah, pretty bad. I think I'd be best if I just lay here for-" Rio stopped speaking when he felt the strong hands of the wolf massaging his tender paws. He let out a small and quiet moan as the pain was relaxed away from his feet. Kris then started moving up to the ankles. "Mmm, have you done this before, Kris?"
"I've had a bit of practice in the past, yes." He moved up the leg to the calves and continued, "Am I good?"
"Mmmhmmm" Rio lazily replied as he sipped some more of his drink. He closed his eyes and snuggled back into the comfortableness of the couch. Kris massaged up the leg, even kissing his mate several times on the thigh. After a few more minute, Rio stirred. He stretched his legs out one last time before getting up off the couch and standing fully upright for the first time since he had gotten into the car to go home earlier. "Come on, I think I need a shower after a game like that." He smirked and began to walk toward the bathroom. He swished his tail at Kris seductively and looked over his shoulder. "Aren't you coming, lover?" Kris was taken back, he hadn't been offered to shower together before. He always had to invite himself.
"Um, sure why not?" he said. He got up and followed Rio tentatively. Rio closed the door to the bathroom as soon as they were both inside. Rio sat down on the closed lid of the toilet and smiled up at Kris.
"Well, love," he began "you seem so good at taking my clothes off, why not keep going?" He stood again and turned to face the wall, lifting his tail up high. "Come on, hurry up."
"Alright, alright, I'm going," Kris mumbled. Even though he knew that this would end with his tiger naked, he never liked being rushed. He took handfuls of Rio's green soccer shorts near each hip, and pulled them down to his ankles, exposing the tight cotton panties covering his rump. Kris looked up and grinned . It was time for the shirt to go. The wolf stood and took the bottom of the soccer jersey and pulled up. The loose fit made it easy to slip off his body. Rio giggled and turned his back to Kris, giving his ass a taunting shake. He looked over he shoulder to stuck his tongue out at the canine , but Kris was back on his knees ready to continue his unwrapping. He reached up and curled his fingers around the waist band. With a hard tug they were off as well, and Rio stepped out of the pile of clothes that formed at his heels, pushing them away with the tip of his left foot.
Kris raised his muzzle to gaze at the now exposed tiger rump. He could see Rio's sac squeezed tightly between his inner thighs. Kris leaned in and gave the furry pouch a kiss. The sudden sensation of soft lips and the cold nose on his sensitive balls made Rio jump in surprise. He blushed and looked back to the eager wolf. Kris looked into the red face of the tiger and made a spinning motion with one of his fingers, signaling that he request Rio to turn back around.
Rio did just that, and a visibly firming pink cock was beginning to emerge from his sheath.
"Kris, are you going to..." Rio let his sentence trail off as he watched Kris look at his crotch intently. Kris had never given oral sex before, and despite all the years of watching it be done and receiving it himself he never took the time to study how it's best performed. Kris saw Rio's pink and semi-sheathed cock dangle in front of his muzzle, still growing before his eyes as the tiger became more aroused. Kris moved forward and slightly nudged the tip with his nose, breathing in the musk of an athlete fresh off the field that still surrounded Rio's lower body. The smell was intoxicating, and the moment it hit his nose his mouth began to water. Kris swallowed the extra saliva and decided to try as best he could and see what worked.
He began his trial and error process by pressing his flat and wide tongue against Rio's cock head., making it twitch a bit. Rio could see that Kris was a bit hesitant in his fellatio performance, and despite how good it felt they weren't going anywhere. "Honey?" Kris looked up and retracted his tongue. "Do you want any help?" Kris scrunched his face to the side. As generous as the offer was he didn't want to seem incompetent, or that he needed his hand held through sex. Begrudgingly he nodded his head, looking down over his muzzle in a bit of shame. "Kris it's okay, I'm your first male. I understand completely.." He paused for a moment. "If you want, you can step out and I'll get my bath. I promise I won't get upset." Kris sternly shook his head No.
"I want to be able to do something for you other than being on top."
"Okay, let's try it then." Rio placed his hand on the side of Kris's face and smiled down at him. "If you're going to lick, start lower to the sheath." The canine stuck his tongue back out and pressed it about halfway down the shaft, taking a long lick up to the tip. Rio shuddered and let out a small mew, his legs tensing all the way down to his toes. "Yeah...yeah like that, keep going sweetie." Kris took the encouragement and started lapping up the stiff cock faster. Rio leaned carefully against the wall behind him and moved his hips higher, widening his stance a bit as well. Kris reached a paw up and held the back of Rio's shaft against his palm, starting his licks even lower and closer to the tiger's ballsac. Kris shifted his position so he could sit higher on his heels. He looked up briefly to see his mate with his eyes closed, licking his lips and panting. Kris smiled to himself.
He grabbed Rio by the shaft and began to stroke his tiger's length slowly. With his free hand he held Rio by his thigh, rubbing from the bottom of his ass down to the middle of his calf. Rio looked down and saw his wolf start to run his tongue under his balls and lap the tip against the edge of his tailhole. Rio leaned more against the wall and stood on his toes, moaning as his entire crotch was tended with.
"Oh, Kris, it feels so good." Rio slung his left leg over the wolf's shoulder and started grinding against his mates muzzle. Suddenly he let out a gasp, a warm and damp feeling surrounding his cock. Rio looked down to see Kris's lips lightly sucking at the head of his dick. Kris had had enough waiting, he wanted all that hot cum and he wanted it now. He lightly squeezed the tigers fuzzy sac while he slowly began to bob his muzzle over the throbbing shaft. Kris was drunk with passion, he never thought he'd crave a man's seed as much as he did. His mouth could be heard sliding and sloshing over the sensitive flesh as he salivated on his mate's member. The tiger purrs louder and louder as Kris picked up momentum. He slung his left leg over the wolf's shoulder and arched his back. "Kris..." he took a gulp before continuing, "I'm going to cum if you keep this up..." Kris pulled off for a second but soon had his lips sucking again on Rio's head. The tiger began to thrust his hips into the warm canine muzzle, and he gasped at the felling of his cock grazing past the bottom row of teeth. Rio realized he might have warned of his orgasm a bit prematurely, not feeling his semen flow right away. He blushed in embarrassment, but Kris didn't seem to notice, or care. Rio kept his rhythm steady, and the their passion and musk thickened the air in the room. He drank in the overpowering scent and purred again, this time louder. The wolf's muzzle again swallowed the thick, six inch tigerhood. His own cock was by now so hard it was painfully bent from the resistance of his khaki shorts. Rio moaned as he again felt what he thought was his orgasm, but this time he didn't announce it out loud. But unlike before he felt his sac retract and his cock begin to jump and spasm. The head of his cock slapped against the roof of Kris's mouth several times before a thin jet fired off on the back of his tongue. One shot after another was eaten by the cum-hungry canine, giving it no time to coagulate in his mouth. It dripped down his esophagus, warming him the whole way down. Rio tightly closed his eyes as he was drained of every drop in him. He gave Kris a pet and he tried to stand back up. He saw Kris lick his maw and lap up a few remaining drops from the tip. "So," he smirked, "not for you I see." Kris laughed at the joke.
"I never felt that way before, it was lust I was taken over by lust and wanted your cum more than anything else."
"I'm glad you liked it." Rio winked as he stroked down his shrinking cock. "Let's get that shower now, I'm more tired now then when I got here..." The two climbed in the shower together and closed the curtain.
The clock on the wall ticked away, although time seemed a bit slower than normal. Rio's twin brother was to make an appearance at the house during the week, and the couple had been waiting for several hours for his arrival. Rio had used the time to make a few grooming adjustments. He licked down his arm to smooth the fur and the claws on both his hands and feet were looking well managed. Kris was reading one of Rio's gay men's magazines near him. He turned the page to see a marked article. When To Ask Him To Move In was the title. Kris noticed that streaks of yellow highlighter marked the text in several places. He read through the highlighted parts, all of them saying pretty much the same thing. The main message he got was that no matter how eager you are to share your home with your boyfriend, it would be better to wait until they are showing signs of taking things to that level. If you ask too soon, then he will think that you're moving too fast. And no matter when you ask there is always a chance that commitment issues or fears will become a relationship threatening problem. Kris cocked his head to the side. Does...does he want me to move it with him? Kris let the idea swim around in his mind for a moment. In reality, the better question was if he wanted to move in with Rio. Yes, it was true he had grown to love the tiger, but as the article predicted he wondered if that was too fast for him. He though that 9 days was nothing on which to base this particular decision. He knew if he said that, however, Rio might take it to mean that their time meant nothing to him. Just the opposite was true, this was possibly the most fun and enjoyable relationship he's had. After a few more seconds, he decided to at least bring it up. He made sure Rio was distracted by his grooming and slipped the magazine back into the pile next to him. He didn't want him to think he saw the marked page. He amassed his courage and began to speak.
"Hey Rio?"
"Hmmm?" Rio pulled himself away from his cleaning and looked over to Kris. "What is it hun?"
"How would you feel about me moving in with you? I mean if we're going to get serious I think it would be bett-"
"Yes." Rio said suddenly and sharply. He looked at the wolf with wide eyes. He had been wanting to ask Kris to move in for a while, and he was clearly happy to see Kris take the lead on that issue.
"O-okay then," Kris said not really knowing how to respond, "then I guess I will!" He smiled and nodded his head once toward Rio, who giggled and clapped rapidly in excitement.
Just then the clock rang Six, and there was still no sign of Rio's sibling.
"Well, shock of all shocks, he's not coming when he says he will." Kris muttered something to himself about it running in the family. "Oh well, it's better this way. One more day without him is a treasure to me." He sighed and got up. "I think I'll go to the store and get us some food, sound good?"
"Sounds good. I might as well run over to my house and start getting my stuff over here." Rio walked over and hugged Kris, both as a goodbye and a thank you for actually moving in with him on his own. They walked arm in arm to the driveway "I'll be back sweetie." He gave him a soft kiss on the lips.
"Me too, wolfie. I love you, Kris."
"I love you too, Rio." He got in the truck, Rio getting into his convertible and checking the mirrors. They drove off in different directions.
As Rio turned the corner and drove off, another convertible with the top up made a turn from a different and farther away side street down toward his home. Tires screeching it came to a complete stop close to the house, and out stepped an orange and black tiger in a tight t-shirt and a pair of even tighter bike shorts. This was Rio's brother, Antonio. At 5' 9" and just under 150 pounds, he was a near exact double of Rio. Their fur was the only thing that made them different cosmetically, but where personally is concerned they were complete opposites. Rio was somewhat docile, but he was outgoing, and always honest. Antonio, however, was almost never honest. He used his exceptional beauty as an asset for his evil, just recently using it to get out of no less than five speeding tickets on his drive here. It was the same routine for most traffic stops; A quick rub of his crotch to get hard, a pair of red metallic rimmed sunglasses resting on his nose, and the old look innocence across his face. Anything further was preformed outside of the watchful eye of the dash board camera, ideally in the camouflage of a wheat field off the side of the road.
He went to the front of the car to stretch against the hood of the car, as if in a old rock music video shoot. He arched his back out and held the back of his head, licking his lips for the camera that didn't exist. When he was done stretching he looked over to his brothers house.
"Hmm, much smaller than I remembered," he said out loud to himself as he usually did. He noticed there wasn't a car in the driveway, "and it seems he's not here, oh well, a little time by myself in a house is just what I need." He got to the front door and found it locked. "Hmm, where would my little bro hide a key?" Despite being born a mere 40 minutes before his brother he still considered himself the 'big brother". He looked around the front porch with a finger in the air, twirling it around like some sort of key locating radar. He passed the welcome mat and the decorative rocks near the steps, thinking those were too obvious. His finger landed on a flower pot about a foot from the door. "Jackpot." He took the flowers by the stems and pulled up the entire plant, dirt and all. At the bottom was the elusive key and he picked it out carefully, making sure not to dirty his hands. He dropped the plant carelessly into the pot, returning it in less then perfect condition, and opened the door.
He was thankful for the air conditioning that was running. When driving from Florida to Arizona in the middle of summer there really isn't that much relief. The lowest temperature he had encountered was a moderately comfortable 75 degree night in Oklahoma. He sighed happily and dropped his hand bag to the floor. He needed a bath and bad, so he began to disrobe before the door was even closed. He took his clothes with him and found the shower. "Oh, shoot." He remembered he had left his toiletries in the trunk of his car. He left his clothes behind as he confidently strolled back to the Cadillac in the buff. Being naked in public was never a problem for him, in fact he often wished he could give everyone the pleasure of seeing him nude.
After he got what he needed he turned around the see a small preteen raccoon boy on a mountain bike gazing at him with desire. Antonio smiled and walked closer to him. "Why aren't you wearing a helmet kid? You could get distracted and run into something." He walked over and ruffled the boys hair. "I know, I'm gorgeous." He winked at him, and the boy looked with a lowered jaw at the tiger. He closed the boys muzzle and sighed. "Kiddo, I'd rock your world if I wouldn't get a warrant for it. Sorry." He gave him a small kiss on the cheek and a pat on the ass before sending him away. "Be careful, there are a lot of people out there who aren't as cool about guys like you ogling them." The kid sped off with a bright red face and obviously painful erection. Antonio giggled and shook his head, then walked back into the house without any further exposure.
When he reentered the bathroom he noticed the faint remains of a familiar musk. He sniffed around and concluded it was Rio's, and looking across the hall he saw Rio's sex toy lying on the floor next to the bed. "Poor, poor Rio. Still having to paw off?" After a quick use of the toilet, he stepped in the shower and began to clean himself.
About a half-hour later Kris had returned with his truck bed full of personal belongings: his clothes, a few small pieces of furniture, some plates that were previously washed, just what would benefit the duo without taking up too much space. He lifted up two bags of his garments, one containing shirts and shorts, the other with underwear and other whites. When he got to the door he found it unlocked. He didn't think anything of it, he never saw it necessary to lock doors in this neighborhood. He set his things down and went to go get more. Antonio was listening to his new iPod in Rio's bedroom. He was still naked, and was in the middle of drying his fur after taking a good twenty minute shower. He was dancing to some loud dance music while he flossed the rolled up towel between his legs. He rapidly rubbed the towel over his hair and walked out to watch some television. He pulled the towel off his head and saw the garbage bags, then he saw the door was wide open. Kris soon after walked into the room, as Antonio dropped the towel in surprise.
"And just who the hell are you?!" the tiger yelled.
Kris almost lost his grip on the boxes when he saw the naked feline. "Uh...Oh!...I'm..."
"Who...are...you?" he walked closer to the stammering wolf, giving him a glare.
Kris regained his ability to speak, "I'm Kris Myers, I'm sorry I didn't know....wait...who the hell are you?"
"Well, 'Kris Myers', I'm Antonio Velez, and this is my brother's house. So...get!" he shooed him away with the backs of his hands.
"Whoa, whoa. You're Rio's brother? Wow he was right, you two do have similar build." He admired the nude body of his mate's sibling.
"And just how do you know Rio?" He put his hands on his hips. As usual he acted as though he wasn't naked at all.
"Oh, I'm his boyfriend." Whenever Antonio heard the word boyfriend in a discussion about his brother, his ears instantly perked up. That meant one thing to him: fresh meat.
"His boooyfriend, hmmm? Well, I think we need to get know each other better." He smirked and started to approach the wolf. "What are the boxes and such for?"
"First off, I'm moving in with him. Secondly, Rio told me your idea of 'getting to know' people, and he made me promise not to get too get too friendly with you."
"Oh, that silly brother of mine. What did he tell you?"
"That you've got a track record of stealing his boyfriends from him."
"Oh dear, the big fibber." He giggled and put a hand on Kris's shoulder, which the wolf shrugged off. "It's not my fault they all found me the better twin."
"I promised him." He pushed Antonio back carefully but strongly.
"Oh, you're so forceful." He giggled and continued his slow pursuit of the wolf.
While this was going on, Rio was busy wrapping up his shopping for himself and Kris. He pushed his cart to the front lines, and in boredom he leaned over the hand bar with crossed arms. He could feel everyone behind him staring at his ass, but he didn't mind at all. He let his eyes lazily wander around the scene, and he caught sight of the cashier. He gasped and stood up in fright. At the register was Enro, a male fox of about the same age as Rio. The reason he was so scared at his sight was simple; Enro was technically his boyfriend already. Enro had dated him all of one time in the last month, but Rio insisted that he considered him his boyfriend and had a second date planned for the previous weekend. Because he had been with Kris that whole time, he completely forgot about his existence. Guilt washed over Rio instantly, and he tried to decide whether to avoid him or confront him. He wanted to cause the least amount of damage possible. The line was moving forward now, there was no more time to debate. MOVE TO ANOTHER LINE!! his mind yelled, but his feet continued with forward motion of the line. He found himself placing his items on the belt to be scanned. Enro was consumed in his work, and never looked up long enough to see Rio clearly. The tiger put his last item on the belt, tightly gripped the hand bar of his cart, and pressed on to the scanner. He knew Enro would have to look up eventually, and every time the laser ran over a barcode that moment came closer and closer. It was as if the soft "boop" noise the scanner made was the ticking of a clock, slowly counting down to an unavoidable fate. The last item was slid lazily down to the bagging area, and Enro looked at the LCD screen displaying the price.
"Your total is fifty-six eighty-sev..." He stopped as he finally caught clear view of the embarrassed tiger. "Rio?"
"Hi...Enro..." Rio could barely speak.
"Rio, I thought you fell off the face of the earth! What happened with our date."
"Um...our date...well...the thing is..." He couldn't get the words out. He didn't want to lie to him, but telling the truth wouldn't be much better. He took a deep breath and with a slight quiver in his voice he spoke. "First off, I'd like to say I'm sorry for not making it to our date. Second, I can't see you anymore."
"What?....Why not?"
"Because...okay, you remember Kris, right?"
"The wolf that works for you? Yeah, what about him?" The fox was more curious than upset at this point.
"Well, he was mowing my yard and...I lost my head. I had sex with him. We're a couple now...I'm sorry Enro...I'm....a terrible, terrible fucking person..."
"No...no it's okay." The fox put his head down. "You were nuts about him." His voice had a bit of a nervous chuckle under it. It wasn't okay. He wanted Rio badly, and this was just a stab in his heart. "So, um...how is he?" he asked, trying to appear as if he was all together.
"Oh, fine, just fine. He's actually moving in and--Enro I feel terrible about this, honestly I do. Our date just slipped my mind completely. Can you forgive me? Please?" Rio looked at the fox with a sincerely saddened look on his face. They both felt like shit about the whole thing. "Enro," he took the fox's paw to comfort him, "please can we still be friends? I like you a lot and I don't want to lose out on knowing a guy like you."
Enro gave a half hearted smile and nodded, "Yeah, of course we can. You're a nice guy too Rio, I know you wouldn't do this on purpose."
"Hey," came a voice from inside the line, "stop talking with that chick and move the line along, pal." The line was in fact pretty backed up.
"Fifty-six eighty-seven, Rio." Rio blushed a bit. He was both flattered and embarrassed when he was referred to as female. He fished sixty out of his pocket and placed in the fox's paw.
"Keep whatever's left, foxie." He gave him a small kiss as a parting gift and took the cart, now full with plastic bags of his purchases. Enro blushed and watched Rio leave. He was sad that they had broken up after less than a month, but he was confident that they still had a foundation to build on should the opportunity come. Despite that, he honestly wished the new couple the best.
"Hey kid, mind stopping the belt?" Enro looked down, knowing he wasn't touching the button that moved it. And he wasn't, at least not with his hands.
Rio hummed along with the radio as he made his way back home, but stopped when he saw the second convertible in the street. He looked at the drive way to see Kris's truck also parked in the driveway.
"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!" He yelled it over and over as he pulled in next to Kris's truck.
Inside, things had been heating up. Antonio had gotten Kris out of his shirt, and was now laying naked on top of his chest. "Come on, you big wolf. Rio doesn't have to know, ever!"
"I don't like what you're doing, Antonio."
The tiger reached behind him and firmly grasped the wolf's bulging pants. "This," He gave it a hard squeeze, "says you do."
"My boyfriend's gay twin brother is naked and grinding me, I have every right to get hard," he said with a growl.
"Oooo, cute and honest, I love it." Antonio leaned his muzzle to the wolfs ear. "So, what do you like to do when you, you know...get crazy?"
"YOU FUCKING SLUT!!" Rio ran into the front door and pulled Antonio off of his mate. "What the hell, Neo?! Kris, did he do anything to you?"
"What you saw was as far as it went, hun, I swear!"
"It's a good thing you're trustworthy, UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE!" He turned to Antonio who was just getting up. "You! Kitchen! Now!" He dragged him by the arm into the next room and growled, whipping his brother into the next room hard. Antonio stumbled a few feet, trying to regain his balance.
"Rio, if you want to talk to me at least let me get some cloth-" Rio's hand suddenly struck Antonio's face with a smack so loud it made Kris cringe in the next room. Antonio reached up with a trembling hand and touched his stinging cheek. He was shocked, Rio had often been mad at him, but he was never known to get violent about anything.
"R-Rio...what was that for?" he asked.
Rio's face took on a shape of disbelief. "What was that for?....What was that for?! Don't you dare ask me that like you don't know. Don't you ask like you've never done this before...and don't you say another word until I'm done speaking..." Neo's mouth closed up, caught before he could say anything.
Rio was shaking visibly with anger, his lip quivering and his eyelids twitching. His eyes bore holes into his brother's face as he stared at him. His voice started to tremble when he started to speak again. "Why? Why are you still doing this?" His head suddenly dropped down to look at the floor, his hair falling forward. A few moments past with him not moving, then slowly he lifted his head. His hair slightly covered his face and his eyes were welled up with tears, all of his angry transferred into an intense feeling of sadness. "It's been almost 5 years since I last saw you..." he continued, his voice softer, almost taking on an air of disappointment, "I thought you had changed since then..." He paused, the tears starting to stream down his cheeks. "I thought you COULD change!" he yelled out. "I was willing to give you a chance! I was willing to forgive you now that I was happy and with someone I truly love...and literally the first thing I see is you naked, grabbing my boyfriend's cock!"
"Rio, I-"
"No, Neo! You shut your fucking mouth, you put some fucking clothes on, and you get the fuck out of my sight!" Rio turned and walked off, not allowing Antonio to even think about what to say next. He got to his room and slammed the door behind him. Kris walked into the room, catching the last glimpse of the remaining twin's nude body as he silently strode into the bathroom to get dressed, reemerging wearing the same clothes in which he arrived. Kris watched him walk past without even so much as a glance and head to the back door, stepping out onto the wooden deck and sitting on the steps down to the driveway. Kris could see him sulking through the glass in the door and sighed to himself.
He turned and made his way over to the bedroom and stood next to the door for what felt like an hour. He was trying to get the courage to at least knock on the door and talk to his mate, the sounds of Rio's sobbing and sniffling not making him any more eager to enter. He took a deep breath and rapped his knuckles against the wood and waited for a response. He could hear the tiger inside clear his throat to speak. "Come in, Kris..."
Kris turned the knob and poked his head in. Rio was facing away from the door and sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed. A box of tissues lay next to him, and a pillow was removed from his side of the bed and snuggled under his arms for security. "Please, Wolfie, don't just stand there in the door..." Kris stepped in and closed the door behind him, climbing into bed on his knees behind Rio. He wrapped his arms tightly around the tiger and held on to his paws. He gave an compassionate kiss on the back of his neck and cuddled him close to his body. Rio sighed. "Why would you let that happen?"
"What do you mean?"
"Let him get you in that position? It didn't look like you were resisting at all...would you have let him do something to you?"
"No, god, no, Rio, I'd never cheat on you."
"Promise me."
"I promise, I'll never cheat on you..."
Rio nodded to himself. "I believe you. I'm sorry for taking this out on you, but...I'm just so angry at him." he sobbed again and held his face in his hands. Kris squeezed him affectionately and tried to calm him down. The tiger wiped his eyes and turned on his rump to at least be able to see Kris's face. His eyes were bright red, starkly contrasting against the green. Rio leaned up for a kiss which Kris met halfway, holding it for a few seconds. Kris sighed as his looked at his disheveled and upset mate.
"Rio, I don't want you to worry about me, you're always going to be my mate. And, I really don't want you and your brother to fight again." He paused "If I talk to him and get him to at least apologize, will you talk to him and work this out? This can't keep going on for much longer without you two sitting down and trying to figure out this problem."
"If you think you can go ahead. I'll stay in here, I'll be fine..."
Kris crawled back off the bed and took one look back at his crying tiger before walking back out into the hall. He walked across the kitchen to the porch door and stepped out. Antonio was less emotional than his brother but was definitely just as hurt about the whole incident. Neo's ears perked up as he heard the wolf's footsteps moving toward him.
"I know you probably want us to sit down and iron our issues out over coffee or what have you and make up." Kris kept hushed, waiting for him to continue. "The problem with that idea is I don't deserve the chance." He stayed silent for several more seconds before he looked up from the ground at Kris, tears in his eyes now. "I...I fucked up didn't I? I don't even know why I did it...it's like the moment I heard you were his boyfriend my mind snapped right back to high school."
Kris stepped closer and sat on the same wooden step as the tiger. "Why did you ever do it in the first place?" he asked.
Neo sighed and wiped his eyes. "This is going to sound dumb but it's the truth, I swear. I had every reason to do it the first time. Let me explain before you say anything." He sighed and spoke further. "It was the freshman year of high school. About two months in Rio snags a boyfriend; a nice, tall, muscular Doberman named Greg. He was on one of the sports teams, I forget which now, but he was a good catch. Alright, well fast forward about a month, and haven't said one word to that canine until now. Greg cancels a date with Rio, the reason he gave was school related. I happened to be staying after school for a project in one of my own classes. I walking past the girls bathroom on my way out when I hear someone moan from inside. It was a girl's voice. Now me being who I am I wasn't all that interested in seeing a moaning female, hell for all I knew there were two lesbians in there. But as I started to walk away I heard her call out a name. You cal probably guess what name pretty easy by this point. So I poked my head in to see what was going on, and there was Greg had an upperclassman cheerleader up against wall of the bathroom and was raining her ass from behind. She was still dressed and everything, just moving her bottoms out of the way for his cock. I stood there and watched, my heart was racing seeing Rio's supposed boyfriend rocking this girls world. He grunted a pulled out a little bit later, and he shot his load on her asshole rather than inside it. I got the hell out of the doorway and hid in a nearby open classroom waiting for her to leave. She gave him a kiss outside the bathroom and skipped off in her merry way. That's when I confronted him. He knew who I was immediately and nearly had a heart attack. When I asked him what he was doing, he explained that Rio wasn't putting out enough for him and he wanted sex. He pleaded with me to promise not to tell Rio what I saw. He was practically on his knees begging me. I told him if he did something for me I'd forget about him and his little cheerleader mistress. That's when it all started.
He had me hard, and I mean hard, knotting me and everything. I loved ever second of it, I was so turned on by the whole situation. He came hard in my ass, harder than even just the little bit ago. When he untied me I told him if he ever needed someone to put out he should look me up. But I could let him get away with what he did before. The next day I ran up to him while has talking to Rio and started hanging all over his shoulder, telling him how great the night before was for me. Rio was furious and heartbroken, running away in tears. When Greg asked me why I lied to him. I told him I only promised not to talk about the Cheerer, and that's exactly what I did. Rio knew he was a cheater, that's all that mattered to me at the time.
But, something else in me controlled my actions. I got off on the whole situation. I loved the feeling of being dirty and going behind someone's back, even if it was my brother. So much that the next time he got a boyfriend I eventually couldn't help myself and did it again. And the next time...and the time after that...I think I did it about 6 times by the time he left for college up here...
I guess when I took them away from him I was always justifying it by saying 'oh they would have stayed with him if they really wanted him' or 'they were just in it for sex anyway'. See, that's the one thing I can for sure say about Rio; he a romantic. He doesn't just fuck anyone that comes along. When he looks for a lover he looks for a lover. And...I guess that's you." He exhaled and placed his hands on the back of his head, leaning back on the stairs and looking up to the cloudless blue sky. "Yeah...I fucked up bad." He stayed quiet for a few more seconds before standing up unhurried. "Well, he must have agreed to talk to me right?" Kris nodded from the deck steps. "Then I'd better get in there before he changes his mind. Don't know how much good saying sorry will do at this point, though."
A pair of white furred arms wrapped around Antonio from behind, holding him around the waist. "It wouldn't hurt, trust me." Rio's head rested on Antonio's shoulder, nuzzling his brother's cheek softly. His eyes were now dry although the bloodshot coloring still remained. "I heard you talking, I was listening from the kitchen. And I have to be honest, you're right about a few things you said. Kris is my lover, and he's not the kind of person to just up and cheat on me."
"I know that now, Rio, and I'm sorry for trying to seduce him...I really am."
"I'm willing to forgive you if you promise never to make a pass at him every again."
"I promise, Rio"
Rio closed his eyes and squeezed his brother lightly. Neo felt the grip on his waist loosen and turned around to face the other tiger. "Kris is right," Rio added, "we can't keep fighting like this, we're family."
Antonio nodded and smiled a bit. "I know...I-I love you, Rio"
"I love you, too."
Neo sighed a bit and smiled more fully. "Kisses?"
"Yes, kisses." Rio giggled to himself. The both of them leaned in and gave each other a kiss full on the lips. The stayed in the kiss for only a few seconds, but Kris watched intently as time seemed to slow down for him. He eyed them both from top to bottom; the way their eyes were closed, the soft and full lips barely touching each other, the way the brothers had their hands rested on the small of each others back, the way Antonio slightly raised his leg while he kissed. Kris's jaw hung open and he felt his cock start to grow in his pants again, lost in a wave of pure lust.
The two stopped kissing and looked over at the leering wolf. "What's his problem?" Antonio asked with a laugh.
CONTINUED IN PART 4