Brotherly Love: Chapter 4
#22 of A New Venture
Grant and Richter give into an urge that they never expected to, could never even fathom. It goes far far deeper then just brotherly love.
The steam from the shower obscured most of the locker room in a hazy almost dream like quality. The swirling mist twisted and gave an aura of privacy that was by no means guaranteed in the line of stalls used by most of the athletes. What did promise privacy was the fact that only one stall was occupied by a pair of individuals who towered over the smooth tiled barrier. Richter was by far the larger then his companion. Neither of them was concerned with the water that continued to hammer down against them. The young stallion didn't care that he'd started this out as a way to scrub himself clean from his failure in the game, all he cared about was his half brother.
The big colt was entranced with the way his arms wrapped around the pale feline and felt the paws pressed against the broad expanse of his chest. His nostrils flared open wide as he looked down at Grant's short muzzle and his tail snapped behind him. He let his own large hand slip down to slide along the upper portion of the pale thigh and gave it a firm pull upwards. His fingers dug down into the hardened muscle as he guided the long limb to curl around the expanse of his broad thigh. His mind felt fogged with desires he had only barely accepted, but it wasn't his mind that was guiding his actions. It was the fact that Grant had told him yes.
"Richter.." Grant murmured and the young stallion forced himself to still from the way he was guiding the leg around his hip.
For a moment the dark equine hesitated and his eyes widened slightly. His entire body pounded in time with his heart beat. The pulsing was centered right at the heavy dark length that rubbed along the darker red girth of his brother's shaft. He swallowed and let his hips rub forward until his thicker glans caught right beneath the barbed edges as a slow drool of precum started to well out of him. It spilled out and drooled down the dark length until whatever protests or encouragements Grant had wanted to make were lost in a wordless gRichter.
The big colt moved to slide his free hand down against the other leg and leaned forward. He pushed in closer and closer until he pinned the pale form against the tile wall and pulled the remaining leg up to wrap around his hips. He took the weight from his brother, but the bulk of it rested on the lion's broad shoulders as he was pushed against the shower wall. The water started to hit right against the back of Richter's neck as he lowered his head down and caught the soft lips against his own again. Nothing mattered except the taste of the tongue brushing against his own. Nothing could possibly matter except the feel of his hands holding the beloved form against him in such an intimate manner.
Grant tried to clear his mind enough to tell Richter they shouldn't be doing this. He tried and failed. His body felt feverish as the touch of such large hands was gentle and seeking as they trailed along his body. They cupped against the curve of his hips and he flexed the muscles along his ass cheeks while he bumped his shoulders back against the shower stall. He locked his legs tightly around the curve of the hips and rested right above the long silken tail. Rivulets of water trailed down along his legs while he squeezed and leaned his head backwards as the broad muzzle dropped down closer to his own. The warmth of his brother's breath tickled against his lips before the muzzle closed in against his own.
The lion stifled a low vibrating purr that started in his throat as he kissed back just as demandingly. He could feel the heavy shaft rubbing right against his lower chest and the smoothness of his belly. He tensed up a little bit while he felt the hips dragging backwards. Something hot and slippery drooled out and spilled along the middle of his belly. He shifted his lips downwards and caught Richter's soft lower lip to nibble right along the edges playfully. His brother let out a muffled noise just as the hips drew back to the point that the thick glans suddenly popped along the edge of his pale sac. His balls flexed upwards slightly in reaction as he widened his eyes a touch at the feel of just how big Richter was. His entire body was shaking slightly as the glans slipped backwards.
The dark ebony length continued to slide along the curve of his rump as he tightened his legs around the broad curve of his brother's hips. He could feel the muscular chest pushed up against his own as the heat of their tongues twined around each other. Grant used his own to slip along the broader appendage and brushed over the top of it. Richter's fingers slipped down and gripped against either side of his hips as the young stallion gave a slow roll upwards. The blunt glans trailed up until he could feel it nestling against his pucker and the lion drew in a sharp hissing breath. It was far thicker then he imagined it would be and it sent a tremor running down his spine. It meshed right up against his anal ring until he could feel the girth bowing slightly with the pressure of the hips pushing upwards. He let his padded paws slip along the damp arched back and cupped the taut rump cheek as he braced himself. The colt was no where the size of Siber. He was larger, far larger.
Richter drew his breath in with a soft shudder as he felt his tip slip upwards to press right against the silken pucker. He pulled his lips free to gRichter out as he felt the pucker flexing slightly as he rolled his hips upwards. The steady push made it start to spread open slightly as he dropped his large muzzle down to rub against the curved shoulder. The feel of the fingers gripping against his rump cheeks only egged him on as he gave another slow roll of his hips forward. His precum drooled out in thick dollops that spread over the passage and was pushed inwards from the slow rocking movements of his hips. He dropped his hands down to cup along either side of the hips as he gave a squeeze and pulled the hips downwards to feel the ring start to stretch open.
Every part of his body trembled as he tried to make sure that he didn't rush it. He had been with people in the past. More than a few people. None of them had been anywhere near his size and that meant he had to be very careful with someone smaller than him. Grant was no lightweight, but he didn't want to hurt him and that meant being slow and careful as he pushed inwards. The walls started to spread open and stretch around him steadily as the edges of his blunt tip were forced in on themselves by the tightness of the passage. His nostrils flared and he parted his lips to lightly grip Grant's shoulder in his teeth as he pulled the hips downwards against his hips. Another hot rush of precum spilled out lubricated the passage until he was able to shift his legs to take a better stance and braced himself. His tail jerked hard in anticipation.
The big colt squeezed his eyes shut and muffled his squeal as he thrust upwards. Hit tip popped in with a lewd wet noise that was only muffled by Grant's sudden cry and Richter's squeal. The walls clamped down like a tight slick glove around him as the muscles clenched tightly around him and prevented him from doing more than fitting the first inch inside of him. He froze and let himself bask in the sensation of the pulsing walls clutching and shifting around him before moving again. He gripped lightly with his teeth and pressed his chest firmly against the pale one. He could taste the scent of his brother on the air as he drove upwards. He kept the pressure slow and steady as inch by slow inch he felt the walls straining open and felt his brother's muzzle rubbing against his neck to muffle the moaning cry. It was music to his ears.
Grant had taken every inch of Siber in the past, from tip to knot, but it was nothing like feeling the first inch of Richter drive inside of him. His walls yawned open wider and wider until he nearly yelped for the stallion to stop. He stifled the urge as the moment the tip sank inside of him and the dark hips came to a trembling stop. His walls felt lewdly spread open, almost akin to the feeling of Siber's knot inside of him. Not even the thought of his boyfriend made him pause as slowly the hips started to push upwards against him again. He tensed his legs up as the inches started to slip deeper inside of him. He could feel his passage spreading wider and wider as he tried to deal with something that was not only thick, but long as well.
The lion kept his legs tightly wrapped around the glossy dark hips as his paws dug down a little further against the rump cheeks as the weight of his brother kept him pinned against the shower stall door. The fingers that gripped his hips tightened just as the powerful hips gave a firm thrust upwards. The teeth that gripped against his shoulder lightened as the hips curved up. He felt each vein, each inch as it dragged along his passage and started to probe ever deeper. His walls were forced aside as he clenched down around the cock and felt the warm thick precum drooling out and rubbing all through his passage. It was only worked deeper as Richter took him.
The very tip grazed right along the rise inside of the passage and pulled along his prostate so that he let out a throaty gRichter and gave his hips a buck. He could feel the tapered tip dragging against the colt's belly. His entire body felt as if it were on fire with desire, so when the broad hand moved down and wrapped around his cock he let out a startled cry. His back arched against the tiled wall and his hips curved down until he felt the medial ring shove right up against his tautly stretched pucker. His breath came out in shallow gasps as a thick thumb moved up and started to rub back and forth right over him. His breathing started to come out faster and harder as the blunt tip sank deep inside of him. He could feel it straining the passage reach a point where he could feel his stomach stretching out slightly trying to contain him.
Richter pulled his hips back slowly as he felt the walls start to clutch around him. He drew backwards until he felt his tip drag all the way out to pull against the pucker before thrusting forward again. He used his one handed grip on the hips to guide him, but was also aided by the sudden buck of Grant's hips forward. His medial ring pushed right up against the outer lips of the pucker before he drove himself in with a shuddering cry. His fingers teased right along the tip of the shaft as he felt the stomach swelling outwards with his girth. He worked his thumb up along the barbs as his palm massaged over the throbbing cock and soon became coated in thick dribbles of precum that spilled down from the tip. He used his hold on the shaft to tease another rocking thrust from the pale hips and felt his girth slipping still deeper.
The legs that wrapped around his hips tightened and relaxed as he rolled his hips forward until he could feel his medial ring sinking in deeper. Each thrust gained another few inches so that he could feel his medial ring slipping in deeper and deeper. The drives forward were felt against the back of his hand as he teased the leonine cock. His brother's stomach started to spread out wider as it accepted his girth. The large young stallion let out a shallow gRichter as the walls tightened around him as he drew backwards and he had to fight for every last inch as he pushed inwards again. Thick drops of precum were forced out around the edges until he could feel them running along the very base of his heavy shaft. His entire body shuddered as he felt Grant bucking forward in response to his pumping hand.
As he drove forward again he felt the last few inches sinking into the rippling embrace of the heated muscles. His sheath pushed forward to nudge right against the lewdly spread outer ring and rubbed against it as his balls slapped lightly against his brother's curved ass. He let out a guttural cry before dragging his hips back just a few inches and thrust upwards again. His entire body shaking as he felt the walls strain wide each time he thrust forward. He kept his hands running lightly over the lion's shaft as Grant's cry came out in a deep throated roar as the pale hips bucked against him. He could feel his own tip starting to flare open and forcing his brother's stomach to stretch around over and over again. The walls clutched around him as he started to tense up and used his free hand to pull the lion's hips down snug against his own.
Grant let out a strangled cry as he felt the last few inches sinking into his passage. The tip sank almost too deep inside of him. It was nearly to the point that he couldn't possibly take any more and his body shuddered against the broad muscled form. He muffled his cry against the curved dark neck as the hips drew back and pulled along his clutching passage. The medial ring pulled right along the rise of his prostate so that he bucked into the hand against his cock. Hi breathing sped out as the dark colt started to thrust in short hard bucks that rocked him back against the tiles. His legs shifted up a little bit higher along the curve of the hips to brace himself as the balls clapped along the curve of his rump cheeks. He shifted his hips and pushed downwards until he could feel the swell of the orbs teasing against him.
The fingers moved and wrapped around his shaft as they started to pump up and down faster. The spill of precum was worked over his bare flesh and the thumb pushed upwards to rub right around the edges of his glans. His barbs were pulled upwards along the edges while he bucked forward again to feel the medial ring dragging through him. His eyes squeezed shut and he let out a gRichter as he tensed himself up as he jerked his hips downwards and pushed himself up against the swell of the balls. His paws gripped harder against the curve of the hips as he felt himself being stretched out further and further. The heavy glans began to flare out and his muscles clamped down tightly around the thick ebony girth. It plunged in with short hard bucks deep inside of him as he let out a muffled gRichter as he was bucked upwards.
The fingers moved to massage around his sensitive glans as the medial ring gave a final plunge along his prostate as his orbs drew up tight between his legs. The tip stretched his stomach as he jerked his hips forward in a shuddering buck just before he muffled a final cry and his balls flexed. The first hot pearly ropes of seed spilled out of his tip and ran along the dark fingers that pumped along his girth. His entire body felt the pulses of pleasure as Richter gave a final push forward and the first hot spill of cum erupted inside of his stomach. The flared tip formed a plug along his passage as the rush flowed deep within him and his walls locked around the pulsing equine cock to milk and squeeze around him. His hips gave small jerks forward as he rode out the pleasure. Not even realizing that the thick creamy spill of cum was straining his stomach as he tried to accept it all.
Richter shuddered to a stop as he felt his glans flare open wide. His balls pulled up tight between his legs as he allowed his weight to press forward. His entire body shuddered as he felt the first dizzying release run over him and he gave a final short thrust to ensure that every inch of his cock was pushed into his brother. His teeth gripped lightly against the curved shoulder and served to muffle his cries as thick gouts of his cum erupted into the eager body. His breath came out in shallow pants while he gave a slow rock of his hips back and then pushed forward. The thickness of his tip stretched the muscles stomach tightly as he felt the spill of warm seed coating his fingers.
He used his digits to stroke and massage the barbed length. The cum drooled along his palm while he gave it a gentle squeeze and was rewarded by the walls clenching down harder around him His tail lashed back and forth briefly before he realized that the hot flood had done more then mark his brothers inner passage. His cheeks flushed hot as he glanced down to see the stomach strained under the heavy load of seed and forming a small paunch along the lower belly. His flush only grew as he tried to pull his hips back and stopped with a gRichter as the anal walls clamped down harder around him forcing him to remain still. His dark stomach marred with splashes of seed from the slowly softening length. He blinked up at Grant and flushed hotly, suddenly feeling awkward.
The awkwardness didn't take away from the pure pleasure he felt. Something inside of him relaxed as he saw Grant's slightly dazed eyes as the lion relaxed and the grip around his hips loosened slightly. With an effort, Richter pushed past his embarrassment and moved his hands to wrap around the pale form to hold him close. He was sure there'd be repercussions and talk later, for now he just wanted to savor the heady after glow. As he rested his broad head down against the curved shoulder he heard a deep throbbing purr start in his brother's throat. The young stallion only sighed out and tightened his hold just a touch more. He was glad Grant had come to talk to him.