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Training Session

With a yelp the vulpix curled in on himself as a circle of fire surrounded him. The force of the blast had knocked him off his feet and the fire itself threatened to sear his fur. He tucked his head into his kneels and tucked his tail in, trying to fend off the raging heat. "Get up!" a voice roared over the sound of the blaze, causing Tynder to tremble even more. Almost as soon as it came, the inferno subsided, leaving him curled up in a patch of scorched earth. "Get up," the voice commanded, and after a moment Tynder uncurled himself and rose to his knees.

"I-I..." he stammered, brushing soot from his arms. "I c-can't do this, Zypher. I'm not strong enough..." he whimpered, refusing to meet his older brother's gaze. Brushing dust and ashes from his fur the vulpix stood up on shaky legs. Zypher must have been really mad at him to use his fire blast. It just made him wonder if the attack had missed him intentionally. He averted his eyes when the silver ninetales approached him. "I'm no good at fighting..." he whispered meekly, his shoulders drooping when his brother's shadow fell over him.

Snarling, the larger pokemon reached out and grabbed him by the shoulder. His claws dug into Tynder's fur, the sharp points pricking the skin beneath. "Stop being such a coward! You need to meet your foe's attack head on, brush it off, and then retaliate! You can't fight back from the ground, Tynder." All nine of Zypher's blue tipped tails were flickering wildly, openly displaying his agitation. Slowly he released his grip once it was clear Tynder was going to stay on his feet. "Alright, it's your turn," he said before turning and walking ten paces. "Let me see what you've got."

Tynder shuffled his weight nervously from foot to foot. "Are you sure?" he asked, and cringed at the barked response. "Alright..." Pondering for a moment the vulpix thought back on the maneuvers he had learned. Slowly he leaned forward and arched his six tails over his back, wagging them at his brother cutely. "Did that work?" he asked, and his ears laid back when Zypher buried his face in one of his paws.

"Try another," Zypher growled, his face still buried in his paw. Tynder stood up and straightened his tight, light blue t-shirt before considering what next to do. Baring his teeth the vulpix stiffened his shoulders and stared straight at his brother, letting out the most menacing growl he could muster. He let the rumble linger until his throat started to go numb; it was the best growl he'd ever managed. But the small bump in Tynder's self esteem didn't last as Zypher crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head slowly.

"I-I'm sorry brother...I'm just n-no good," he stammered, his legs starting to feel weak. The last thing he wanted to do was disappoint his brother. But Zypher had always been better than him, at almost everything. It was no surprise the older siblings was better at battling as well. The ninetales continued to stare him down, waiting for him to make his next move. "Aren't you gonna retaliate?"

Growling his brother tapped his foot impatiently. "If I fought back you wouldn't be in any shape to continue. C'mon Tynder, I know you have something to threaten me with." Starting to pace slowly, Zypher never took his eyes off the vulpix, challenging him.

Tynder couldn't stand to lock eyes with his brother, so he looked down at his feet. The yellow flame patterns in his fur, residing at the top of his boot markings, gave him an idea. He took his left wrist in his paw and began to rub the same flame markings that lined the end of his glove markings vigorously. Slowly the palm of his paw started to grow warmer, and he held it out to watch the small ball of flame grow to the size of an apple. "Here goes nothing..." he muttered softly as he pulled back and hurled the ball of flame towards his brother.

For the first time that day, a small grin formed on Zypher's muzzle as he reached out and caught the flaming sphere. It didn't stay a sphere long as the flame quickly consumed his paw and moved up his forearm briefly before fizzling out. "That's what I'm talking about. Learn to harness the fire, and let it do the work. Keep working at it," he said with a smirk, "and you might learn to do THIS!" On the last word the silver fox opened his mouth wide and a cone of flame erupted from his gullet, barreling down on Tynder.

Frozen in his tracks the vulpix barely managed to get his arms up over his face before the blast of fire washed over him. He gritted his teeth and tucked his head down, even as his shirt and shorts began to blacken under the flames. Zypher wasn't letting up his attack though, and Tynder could feel his footing start to give. He dug his toes into the dirt, but it was no good. The shear force of the attack was enough to sweep him off his feet and sending him tumbling backwards. His head bounced off the ground and then went tumbling after his feet, causing him to lose track of which direction was up. Even after Zypher let up on his flamethrower Tynder kept rolling for a few seconds, until he came to a stop face down in the charred earth.

The world around him was still spinning when two silver paws stepped in front of his nose. He looked up to see two versions of his brother spinning about each other. "Ow..." he muttered before letting his head rest on the ground. There was an exasperated sigh, then two strong arms wrapping around his slender waist and lifting him off the ground. The surroundings swayed and swirled as he was hoisted over Zypher's shoulder and carried off the training field and into the locker rooms.

By the time the ninetales set Tynder down on one of the benches the vulpix had stopped seeing double. "I'm sorry, big brother," he whispered, as strong paws grabbed his charred shirt and slipped it up over his head. Tynder looked down at his russet and cream fur, and it was obvious where his shirt had been: any exposed fur had been smeared with ashes and soot. "Maybe...I'm not cut out for battling..." Zypher seemed to be ignoring his words as he pulled him to his feet and began to unbutton his denim shorts.

Despite the beating his body had just taken, Tynder felt his pulse quicken when the ninetales' paws opened the front of his shorts and slid them down his thighs. He shivered as he stood exposed to his brother: he could already feel a tingle, and if Zypher looked down he might see some swelling. "What...a-are you doing?" he stammered, shifting uncomfortably from paw to paw.

"You've had enough training for the day," the ninetales said firmly before stripping off his black tank top, "and you need a shower. You don't look steady enough on your feet yet, and I'm not gonna have you cracking your skull on the tile floors." Without hesitation the silver and blue fox slipped out of his jeans and grabbed Tynder by the shoulder, guiding him towards the showers. The vulpix didn't resist, and with each passing moment he was regaining his bearings.

Much to Tynder's relief, the showers were empty. The fewer people to gawk at his battle scars the better. He found the nearest shower head and stepped beneath it, turning the knob as far as possible to 'hot' while Zypher did the same just a few paces away.  The ninetales was an impressive specimen when clothed: naked, he was enchanting. His silver coat would shine in the light, and when drops of water were added to his fur he seemed to sparkle. Tynder was having trouble keeping his eyes off of him, but he knew it was a bad idea to let them linger. The longer he looked at Zypher's beautiful form the more difficult it would be to conceal his desire.

"What?" the ninetales asked, catching Tynder off guard. He had been caught staring, much to his dismay. Shaking his head the vulpix looked away, pretending to be focused on washing the soot from his fur. The water running from his feet to the drain was grey with ash as his russet coat returned to its normal vibrancy. He did his best to keep his back to Zypher so he wouldn't notice his budding arousal. The hot water also helped to ease the pains his battered body had suffered. He was sure after that tumble Zypher had sent him on that there would be bruises but not as many as he had first thought. "You've got to get better, Tynder," the ninetales said suddenly.

"Huh?" he spat out, the unexpected statement blindsiding him.

"If you don't get better your trainer will get frustrated. You don't want to spend most of your time dropped off at a daycare center, do you?" Zypher looked down at him, his red eyes shining against the blue fur that surrounded them. "That's why I'm doing what I'm doing," he said firmly before turning back to his shower.

Tynder felt flush and it wasn't from the hot water. Zypher had always been tough on him, but it had seemed lately that the lessons were becoming more harsh. The vulpix had just assumed that it was his brother's frustration growing: having a weak brother seemed to be Zypher's only flaw. But the concern in his tone had seemed genuine. Maybe he was trying to help him for his own good... He turned to say something to his brother, but Zypher was already turning off his shower and heading back towards the locker room. Tynder dipped his head under the water and let it soak his head fur before shutting it off and following after his brother.

The ninetales was vigorously rubbing his fur dry with a towel when Tynder approached him, still dripping wet. "I...I know you're right, Zypher. I-I want to get better. To get stronger..." He watched as the silver fox put one foot up on the bench and began to dry his inner thigh, brushing past his large sheath and sac on occasion. Tynder turned away and gripped his own towel tighter to his waist, blinking rapidly to try to make the vision of his naked brother subside. "I just can't seem to be able too..."

A firm paw came to rest on his shoulder causing him to stiffen. Sharp claws dug into his pelt but they weren't meant to harm him. It held him there for a long moment, the contact with his brother making his pulse quicken. "That's good that you have that desire," Zypher rumbled, giving his shoulder a firm squeeze. He let out a soft squeak as that strong paw pulled him backwards against the ninetales' chest. "You're my little brother. I just want you to be happy and strong." The paw moved from his shoulder and down to his chest, holding him back against Zypher's naked frame. "And the fact that you want to get stronger is a good place to start. But I know you, Tynder..." Slowly the silver furred paw began to move down his chest until it reached his towel. "...and you have trouble reaching your goals without some motivation."

"Z-Zypher! Wh-what are you-" he stammered, but was shushed by a soft bite to the side of his neck. His head started to spin again but this time his feet were firmly planted on the ground. A soft whimper escaped his lips as his towel was loosened and it dropped to the floor. His older brother's other arm came to wrap around his midsection, holding him tightly as his roving paw continued to explore Tynder's now exposed body. "Zy...wh-what are you d-doing?" he whimpered, but fell silent again when the teeth tightened on his neck.

He jumped slightly as strong fingers wrapped around his swelling sheath and began to massage it firmly. "I know you've wanted this for a while, Tyn," his brother hissed in his ear, releasing him from his toothy grasp. "Even today, I saw how you were looking at me in the shower. I know that's why you train with me, even when you know how rough I play. Because you want to be around me. Because you," he let his tongue trail along the backside of Tynder's ear as he gave his sheath a firm squeeze, "want me." Giving his ear a firm nip, the ninetales leaned his head over Tynder's shoulder so he could meet one eye's gaze. "Go ahead, tell me I'm wrong."

As his body started to tremble the lithe vulpix let out a soft whine and turned his eyes forward to stare at the lockers in front of him. "I...can't..." he whimpered softly, the pointed tip of his vulpine member starting to peak from its confines. Zypher's body was hot against him, even hotter than the showers had been, and he wanted to bask in his warmth as long as he could. "I've wanted this for a long time..." he admitted, hesitantly bring a paw up to the side of Zypher's head and rubbing his cheek. The larger pokemon let out a growling chuckle and squeezed him tightly against his body.

Tynder stifled a moan as the fingers began to caress his sheath again, his hips involuntarily thrusting forward. His brother chuckled again as he worked his sheath with a new vigor. The vulpix moaned again as his member slide from his sheath, throbbing and pulsing in the steamy air. A slight yip escaped his throat as Zypher's paw released his sheath and grabbed his member. "Glad to see you aren't scrawny everywhere," the ninetales teased, giving Tynder a lick on the back of his neck.

Whimpering at the lick Tynder thrusted into his brother's paw. His body greedily sucked up Zypher's heat as he rocked back against him, reveling in the lewd embrace. When Zypher gave his ear a nip and bent him forward, the last thing Tynder could do was resist. He eagerly curled his six tails when his brother moved his paw from his midsection to grasp one of his ass cheeks. "Don't tease...please brother," he moaned.

The ninetales snickered softly and gave Tynder's forming knot a light squeeze. "I take it bending over for another male is nothing new to you." Zypher removed his paw from Tynder rear only long enough to wet two of his fingers in his muzzle. He slipped them under the base of the vulpix's tails and they slid in easily. "I'll take that as a definite sign," he chuckled as Tynder moaned.

The vulpix shivered and writhed as his member was teased and his tail hole violated. He whimpered and moaned as his pre dribbled from his tip and he squeezed the probing fingers. Tynder braced himself against the cool metal lockers as his brother leaned over him. When the fingers slid out of him Tynder wiggled his hips at his brother, begging for something to fill the void. Zypher was quick to respond.

He felt the heat of the ninetales' cock before it even touched his opening. The pointed tip pressed against his delicate flesh, spreading him open as it slid inside. "Definitely not your first time..." Zypher mused as his inches slid inside Tynder. The vulpix moaned and pressed his palms flat against he locker, bracing himself against the intrusion. The saliva combined with Zypher' precum helped it to glide in, but the ninetales was larger than he had anticipated. He panted and moaned as his hole swallowed the vulpine cock, the pleasure so intense it made his knees shake.

The paw around his member began to pump faster as every inch of Zypher slipped inside him. "I've wanted this for so long..." Tynder whispered, letting out a throaty whimper when the ninetales started to pull out. It turned into a deep moan as the hot shaft was force back into him. "Please, don't stop," he panted, his knot swelling to its full size. Zypher must have noticed because he wrapped his paw around it and gave it a few firm tugs, giving the vulpix the sensation of a tie.

The sudden shift in sensations sent a shiver through Tynder's loins, and he bit down on his lower lip as his orgasm washed over him. Thick, hot seed shot from his tip splashing on the lockers and the tile floor. His entire body tensed, especially the tunnel encasing Zypher's shaft, eliciting a grunt from the ninetales. "Already? Jeez..." Zypher muttered as Tynder's body started to relax, "we've gotta work on your stamina."

Panting, Tynder let out a whimper as his brother started to thrust into him again. The pointed tip prodded his prostate, causing him to moan out loud as the silver furred paw continued to stroke his member. "Z-Zypher," he moaned, reaching down to brush the paw away. His brother leaned over him and growled, ignoring his protests as he stroked him in time with his thrusts. Panting and whimper, the vulpix slid forward until his cheek rested against the cool metal of the locker door.

With a growl, Zypher wrapped an arm around his middle and pulled him back against him, his entire length buried in the tight hole. Tynder whimpered in protest as he was pulled backwards, giving him his first glimpse of the mess me made, as Zypher sat down on the locker room bench. Cradled in his brother's lap, the vulpix leaned back against the warm, broad chest behind him. Another moan escaped his lips as Zypher began to lift him up and down, his large cock sliding in and out of him with ease.

Tynder writhed and wriggled on his brother's shaft as it stroked his insides, the sensations refusing to let his cock shrink. The warmth of the ninetales' body, the sound of his breath over Tynder's shoulder, and the strong arm that wrapped around him made Tynder melt into the embrace as the larger pokemon fucked him and teased his throbbing shaft. He leaned his head back onto Zypher's shoulder as their hips rocked together and was greeted with an affectionate lick on the cheek.

He rode his older brother's shaft enthusiastically, finding the energy to help lift himself up before sinking back into his lap.  The sound of Zypher panting in his ear fueled his desire as he began to increase his pace. "You're gonna make me cum..." the ninetales panted, giving his knot a firm squeeze. Tynder shuddered but sped up his pace, wanting to be filled with Zypher's seed. Sharp teeth suddenly locked onto his shoulder as Zypher pushed up firmly, forcing his knot past his tight ring, locking them together with a small 'pop'. Tynder cried out softly as he bitten and tied at the same time, the sensations making his cock twitch.

Zypher panted through his nose, exhaling sharply as he held onto to Tynder's shoulder with his teeth and bucked his hips against him. The vulpix could feel his brother's body tensing and he knew the moment wasn't far off. "Please big brother...cum inside me..." he whimpered, reaching up to stroke the silver furred cheek gently. Zypher growled and pulled him in tighter, his knot keeping him from getting longer thrusts, but it was enough to rock Tynder's entire body as he bucked into him. A low rumble resonated from Zypher's chest right before Tynder felt the first splash of seed against his prostate.

He moaned in joy as one of his desires was finally fulfilled, but it quickly turned into a throaty whimper when he realized just how hot Zypher's cum was. It felt like lava was being pumped inside of him, making him squirm on Zypher's knot. The ninetales held him tighter, not letting him move until he had finished breeding him. As his brother's panting subsided, Tynder took his paw in his and guided it back down to his throbbing shaft. Zypher got the message and didn't object as he wrapped his paw around the vulpix's shaft and began to stroke it vigorously.

"You may not have endurance," Zypher whispered breathily, "but at least you can recover quickly." He pawed him quickly and firmly, not letting up Tynder came a second time, coating the ninetales' paw with his seed. When the paw was raised to his muzzle, Tynder quickly licked it clean, taking each finger into his muzzle and suckling it gently. "Heh...you know how to fuck, little brother. Maybe if you put the same earnest into studying your maneuvers you wouldn't be such a bad fighter." Without warning Zypher leaned forward until Tynder was on his paws and knees on the floor.

"This is more fun than battling," Tynder giggled, looking over his shoulder and smiling at his brother. The ninetales grinned back before grabbing him by the waist and holding him as he pulled his still swollen knot free. Tynder yelped  as his hole stretched and release the knot, as well as a flood of hot semen. He raised his tails and wiggled his hips as he noticed Zypher admiring the mess. "Anytime you want-"

"Stop," the silver and blue fox said, wiping his shaft as Tynder's thigh before standing up. "I had to find some way to motivate you, and this was the only thing that worked. This will not be a casual thing," he growled, grabbing his towel and wiping his swollen knot and shaft clean. Tynder raised up onto his haunches, shivering as more seed ran out of him, and stared up at his brother. "If you want this again," he said, running a claw along his shaft, "then you need to start showing some progress in battling. If you don't get better, you don't get this cock. Understood?" He put both paws on his hips and waited until Tynder nodded. "Good. You should go get another shower."

Tynder nodded again and stood up, cum trickling down his thighs from his abused hole. But as he walked past Zypher he stopped and rested his head against the ninetales' broad chest, and was rewarded with a brief pat and scritch behind the ears. Grabbing his towel Tynder hurried to the shower, relieved that no one had walked in on them. He wondered what would have happened if someone had caught them, but he let those worries wash away under the heat of the shower.

Zypher was gone by the time he was finished washing, but there was a small metal briefcase waiting in front of Tynder's locker. A small white note was attached with his name scrawled on it, obviously in Zypher's paw. He picked it up and opened it, reading the words and smiling. "Give this to my trainer, huh?" he mused as he set the case on the bench and opened it. Inside were a couple of silvery disks, as well as a several bags of berries of varying shape and size. It seemed like Zypher really did want him to get better...

As he dressed and left the locker room, Tynder couldn't keep the smile off his face. If getting better was what it took to get his brother under his tail again then he would start to look forward to battle training.