Maple Syrup Part 2 (Updated)
Warning: This story contains a minor amount of extreme fetish (scat, watersports). If this kind of stuff doesn't float your boat, don't read on.
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Maple Syrup Part 2
by Neptune (aka Andy Bunneh)
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I was almost out of breath, panting like I had just ran a mile. But my bro still wasn't finished with me. He quickly got up from on top of me.
"So what's next?" I asked, still laying on top of the kitchen table. Broderick didn't answer. He was busy closing all the blinds in the kitchen and living room and made sure the door was locked. When he had finished, the morning light was gone, leaving us in a dim setting. He brought his attention back to me, coming closer and closer with his tail swishing seductively behind him. Brod approached me and leaned over me on the table with a paw on both sides of my head. My young frame shivered, tail tucked between my naked legs to cover my still hard aching member.
"Well, lil bro. I have a small confession to tell you." He whispered cunningly. After what he did with me and the maple syrup, there was really nothing that could shock me. He paused a moment, for 'dramatic effect'. "Well, I always wanted a baby brother." He smiled slyly. In the dim lighting, his fangs sparkled. I chuckled a bit.
"I am your baby brother, silly." I said sweetly. He shook his head.
"No." He whined, "You're all grown up now, 13 and all. I want a baby brother; a fresh little pup." He licked my cheek, his breath still smelling of sweet maple syrup and my own immature seed. I murred and squirmed a little on the table out of instinct, forgetting that he was my own flesh and blood. He lifted a paw to pet my long, straight and golden headfur."And today I'm going to get a baby brother." My head tilted, not understanding.
"Aroo?" But suddenly his paws were around my waist again and he picked me up like little toddler.
"Meep!!" I exclaimed cutely, taken by surprise as I wiggled in his paws and suddenly remembered that I was nude and my maleness still erect.
"Now, now, little Alex. You're all dirty and it's bath time." Broderick cooed. There were a million thoughts going through my head. First of which was "What the hell!?". I futility kicked his stomach and hit him a few times on his back with my closed fists.
"Let me go!" I yelled with fury. He had tortured and humiliated me many times in the past and knew all of his tricks but this prank was strange and unknown. Brod held me tighter, carrying me fireman-style, over the shoulder, with one paw holding my legs down against his muscular chest. I hit him again, close-pawed, against his back. He only laughed a little.
He carried me up the stairs and I still cursed and pleaded with him, threatening to tell mom and dad about our 'maple syrup and cum fun' but he did not waver even the slightest. He was carrying my small frame as if I were actually a pup again! I knew he was strong, but to carry a 105 pound 13-year-old so easily up a flight of stairs was ridiculous!
He took me to the bathroom and closed the door.
"Brod! What ARE you doing?!" I yelled. At this point I was too freaked-out by my older brother to do anything. What would you do if you brother had just pleasured you then told you he wanted you to be a 'baby'? Just then, he reached over and turned on the water in the tub. "Oh my God! Is he going to drown me?! Is this whole thing a trick to actually KILL me?!" I thought to myself. I immediately bolted up and sprang for the door when suddenly he gripped my tail, making me fall to the cold tile floor, hitting my head. I was a little dazed but still good. He quickly picked me up by my waist again.
"Meep!" I cried out, wide-eyed.
"It's time for your bath, Alex. Your fur is all sticky!" He said. For some reason, I stopped my panicked train of thought. I was suddenly reminded of when I was about 3 or 4 years old. It was always Broderick who gave me a bath everyday. He would make sure I was nice and clean and neat everyday. A nostalgic warmth spread throughout my body as he picked me up again, this time I went limp. Brod sat me down in the tub that was filling with warm, sudsy water. It wasn't half bad.
The older wolf had a smile on his muzzle. It wasn't threatening or sickeningly sweet like he was up to something. It was a genuine smile, which made me smile in my child-like way. I thought I'd play along, sensing that my brother was actually seriously into this 'baby brother' thing.
"Thank you, bid brodder." I said sweetly in a made-up baby talk. For some reason, it made my sheath thicken again (my cock went back into its sheath when I thought he was going to kill me). Broderick smiled down at me, rubbing my headfur.
On the side of the tub were several shampoos and towels and wash brushes and rags. My big brother picked up a few items. I looked at him intently as he opened a new bottle of pink baby shampoo and a washrag.
"Now, lets get you all cleaned up. If you be really good, I'll give you something nice!" he cooed. I smiled, wagging my tail in the warm, soapy water, making waves. I remembered the times when he bathed me as a pup. He would always give me a rubber ducky and a ship to play with afterward. "Why not play along?" I thought to myself.
He took off his shirt to keep it from getting wet as he lathered up my fur with the baby-powder scented shampoo. Feeling his skilled paws over every inch of my tawny furred body made me giggle. I was ticklish! I couldn't help it!
First, he started with my headfur, getting it nice and lathered, massaging my scalp. For baby shampoo, it sure did smell nice. When he did my chest, arms, and back he began whistling a sweet little tune. He was doing it exactly the same way from when I was a pup, but this time, I could whistle too, so I whistled along with him, making him giggle every time I messed up a verse or two.
My big bro took special attention to my legs and footpaws. He made sure he got between each and every toe and that each pad was cleaned properly. But, he took an extra step when he made his way to my crotch.
"I always wanted to do this, baby bro." He said, somewhat exited as he stroked my thickening sheath until a spot of red poked through. He stopped there and I moaned but he continued down to my rather loose young testicles. From the way he fondled them with the soapy rag; massaging each testicle with his thumb and two fingers, grabbing both and pulling down gently, I could tell he was in heaven. But then he stopped.
"Get on all fours lil bro." he said. This was new, but without any debate, I did as I was told, like an obedient little 'pup'. The water came up to my chestfur when I was on all fours, which felt rather good when it sloshed around adding a tickling sensation to my warm cock. Broderick's soapy rag ran against my tailhole, cleaning it gently, but after several strokes he started to push in with pointy finger. I mewed cutely with every shallow thrust of his digit.
"You're pretty clean down there, Alex." I smiled a bit proud and suddenly I felt yet another new sensation; Brod's tongue in my tailhole! It was a wonderful feeling that spread throughout my entire body, making me weak, occasionally dipping my head into the water, moaning loudly.
"Brother, what are you doing?" I asked. He did not respond. He kept lapping at my tailhole. My young 5-inch boyhood had slipped completely out of its sheath by the time he decided to stop. I was almost to the point of panting. Brod had stood up now, undoing his pants. I looked up at him from the tub. "Big brodder?" I asked.
He reached down and ran clean water through my fur, cleaning out the soap before letting out the water. I was a bit disappointed; no rubber duckie, no battleship, and no finishing what he started. My cock was dripping with precum, which was rare for me since when I usually paw, I get straight to the point rather quickly, no foreplay. I sighed slightly, but again I meeped as he picked me up out of the tub and set me down on the rug. He dried me off quickly with one of the big fluffy white towels. Broderick then picked me up and set me on the toilet.
"Now you're all clean, lil bro!" He hugged me tight. "But before we go on, make sure you tinkle first!" My first thought was that I didn't have to go, but then I realized I did. So, while sitting on the toilet seat, I unleashed a torrent of urine into the bowl. Almost before I could finish, Brod lifted me up and carried me over his shoulder against his bare chest to his bedroom. He sat me on the bed and sniffed the air. I had dribbled a little pee onto my crotchfur and his chestfur. I blushed.
"It's okay." He said. "Nothing to be embarrassed about." he then did the unthinkable! He licked us both clean, every little droplet, and seemed to enjoy it! I cringed slightly. Maybe my bro was kinkier than I thought. But I did remember reading somewhere that urine was sterile.
I laid on my back, footpaws in the air as he put a little baby powder in his paws and patted my rump, working it into my warm fur. My ears perked as I realized what he was about to do.
"Oh no! Not a diaper!" I said shaking my head. And almost on cue, he pulled out a diaper just my size from the side of his bed. "He had all this planned?!" I screamed in my head. I then sighed. It wasn't half bad. I haven't felt that good during a bath since ever. I obediently played along as he grabbed both my ankles with one paw, lifting them higher so he could slide the diaper under me. Like a professional, he put my legs and tail through the elastic-edged diaper and sealed the adhesive straps, securing me in the fresh new diaper. I blushed as I noticed that I was actually getting off on this as much as he was! My small cock never seemed to want to sheath itself even inside the diaper!
Now, here is where it gets weird!
The older wolf's tail wagged. Here he was nude in front of his newly diapered 'baby' brother. What to do next? He seemed to admire how well my small body fit so proportionally inside the diaper. (I could tell by his huge mirror he had on top of his dresser in front of the bed.) His red cock was completely out of its sheath and leaking precum all over his pulsing member. It had to be at least nine inches and about a two inch diameter at the base. I saw him lick his lips, which is when I tilted my head and raised an eyebrow.
"Aroo?" I asked, confuzzled by the inappropriate feelings that only seemed to mount this entire morning. Brod cracked a smile and pounced on top of me. "Meep!" I yelled in a small voice. He quickly flipped me over and the tip of his hard cock pressed against my tailhole.
My eyes went wide as I suddenly realized there was a perfectly made 'Strategically Placed Hole" in my diaper! He hugged me tight as he whispered, "I always wanted to do this, Baby Bro." and invaded my tailhole with half of his wide, 9 inches of maleness. I cried out in pain, but he let his cock rest inside me for a few moments before pulling out slowly and pushing back in. I gripped the comforter on his bed as he began to mount me slowly. With each thrust, the diaper made crinkling noises which only added to my arousal for some reason.
Within moments he began to speed up, gripping my waist for leverage as I moaned and whimpered aloud. This is when he suddenly stopped fo a moment, for 'dramatic effect', before forcing his throbbing, dripping cock inside me, stopping short of knotting with me. The intense pain and pleasure too away my ability to do anything more than moan lewdly. My small cock squirted a copious amount of precum, making a wet puddle inside the comfortable diaper. I looked back. He seemed to be searching for something and found it rather quick;y. It was a pacifier, but it had a band hanging around it. Before I could even comment, he slid the pacifier into my muzzle and secured it around my head with the band so it couldn't come out of my muzzle. With the new toy in place, Broderick continued to pump inside me, my moans and loud whimpers muted almost completely. His large paws held me tight, one gripping my small waist while the other rubbed my tawny-furred tummy.
My cock was extremely hard and leaking pre, but was trapped in the confines of the noisy, crinkly diaper. I won't lie; I liked it. It was a new feeling of both being dominated by my big brother and at the same time treated carefully, 'with kid gloves' as they say. He pushed in and out of me in swift motions. A wet squishy noise was added to the crinkly noises from the diaper with each thrust. The entire scene was amazing.
Knowing my brother, he was most-likely just like me and had an easy trigger. His cock felt so big inside me and it was only natural (as I learned later) for my insides to want to force it out while at the same time squeeze it tight. Apparently, Brod loved the feeling because before long, he squeezed my small body as if he were hugging a plushie and I felt a warmth spread throughout my body instantly triggering me to shoot my watered-down load into the once-fresh diaper. My moans were securely muted by the pacifier, which I almost swallowed when I climaxed. Broderick's grownup penis pulsed inside me. It even vibrated as he murred deeply. The more it pulsed, the harder I climaxed and the more I felt my insides squeeze his shaft.
My big brother panted hard, gently moving his cock in and out of my tailhole in short, one inch thrusts, making a squishy sound. I could feel his chest rising and falling as he finally pulled out of me. As soon as he pulled out, I felt a sudden, uncontrollable release of pressure in my bowels. I blushed deeply as I soiled the diaper with a mixture of my big brothers wolf cum and my fresh, loose scat. The Strategically Place Hole wasn't big enough for a lot of it to come through but a little of the sickly mixture did. I blushed deeply and looked away, sitting up on my elbows, too embarrassed to say or do anything. I ruined a perfect moment with Brod. What would he think of me? I haven't been spanked since I was little but soiling myself definitely warranted the possibility. I glanced up, fully expecting him to pull away in horror but to my surprise I saw him smiling. "No" I thought to myself. "There is no way he could have enjoyed that."
Broderick was murring more than before as he rubbed his shit-covered cock with his paws, spreading the oatmeal-like brown mess over his heavy ball sack and crotch and belly button before he undid my diaper. Inside. there was a lot of loose, brown, muddy scat that had a awful strong smell. But that didn't stop my brother from running his fingers across my messy tailhole. My ears perked. He was actually enjoying this! I smiled and flicked my fluffy tail, but I flattened my ears to my head when I saw him lick his scat-covered paw. My stomach almost dry heaved but my cock was achingly hard and dripping again even though I had just spermed moments ago. The scent of my big brothers very potent semen mixed with my loose scat made my pink cock twitch even more.
"Tisk tisk. I guess it's time for you another bath."
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