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Finally the week had come to an end, ushering in two days of relaxation to rid oneself of stress; or to work on projects that were put off. Jake didn't have the slightest bit of concern for such matter as he lay in his bed, recently awakened by the alarm clock feature of his phone. Normally on weekends like this,he'd have turned off the alarm the night before and slept in well past noon before getting up. That is, of course, if he wasn't cramming for the next wave of tests his college professors just seemed to love giving out every chance they had.

Although he would have preferred catching up on some much needed sleep, Jake instead forced himself to sit up straight and rub the crust out of his eyes. As much as he wanted to stay in the comforts of his bed just a bit longer he dragged his body out from the purple sheets of his bed. Letting out a drawn out yawn while he scratched an itch through the short sleeved shirt he wore, Jake shuffled towards the door of his room and to the linen closet in the hallway.

Outside his room it was silent, save for his footsteps, filled the house in the early morning hours of the day. Keeping quiet isn't something anyone in his house really bothered with. His father always woke up before anyone because of his schedule, which left little time to spend with family and his mother would be up in the next hour or so to get ready for her business trip across the country. All that left was his little brother, Jack, and he'd get up after everyone else, most likely while Jake was making breakfast for them both.

Stopping in front of the closet he quickly pulled the door open, reached in and tugged a tan-ish colored towel off one stack of towels. Snagging a small wash cloth from a different pile, he closed the door and made his way to the bathroom,which was in between his little brother's room and his own. However that never presented a problem with their rooms being fairly far apart from each other in the medium sized home they lived in.

Flicking the bathroom light on, he blinked a couple times from the light hitting his eyes and shut and locked the door behind him. Padding across the dull white tiles that lost their new home gleam from years of being treaded on, Jake set the wash cloth and towel on the bathroom sink before turning to the shower. He slid the glass door open part way and turned the water dial on to the temperature he preferred; letting the water warm up as he went to work stripping off the night shirt and boxer briefs he wore, and put them in a pile before checking on the water.

Pleased with how fast the water had warmed up Jake slid the door open enough to let himself through without having the spray get anything besides himself and the tub wet. Standing under the showerhead Jake let out a soft sigh as the warm water ran down his stiff muscles,helping wake him up fully while he savored the moment.

The week before, his friends had asked if he would be interested in going on a camping trip; from how far the place they had in mind sounded, he doubted he'd be able to bathe properly for a long while, since the place they were going to had no showers at all. Squeezing a handful of shampoo into one hand Jake started scrubbing it into the fur on his scalp. Despite having the appearance of long hair on his head, all it really was overly long brown fur caused by a trait passed down through the female genes.

Although it gave him a unique look, it was a rare trait for males to have; however, women always had this particular trait. Even though it meant spending some extra time washing and drying, it was a lot better than being one of the unlucky males to get the gene that caused baldness instead.

Rinsing the shampoo from his head, Jake got another handful and started to thoroughly scrub it into the rest of his short brown fur. By the time he was done, he shut the water off and went to grab his towel, but paused as he heard noises coming from the kitchen. Even the slight smell of cooking food managed to seep its way past the door frame and reach his nose, reminding him how hungry he was getting.

Jake toweled himself down as much as he could, and didn't care that he looked still looked like he had been hosed down as he wrapped the towel around his midsection and took his clothes off the ground before making his way out of the bathroom and back into his room.

Once again in the confines of his white plastered room, Jake undid the cloth around his waist, bundled it up with his clothes, and tossed it towards the half filled hamper near the corner of his dresser; hitting the edge of the basket and only half falling inward while the rest tumbled onto the ground. Letting out a sigh Jake walked over and put his garments away before turning his attention to dressing himself and grabbing some food.

A few steps from his bed, Jake pulled open the top drawer and took out a pair of green boxers; setting them on top of the dresser he did the same thing to the other two drawers: taking out a light blue V neck T-shirt and his favorite blue-green button up shirt, one that lost all of its buttons over the years, with a twisted smile on the front and his last pair of gray colored jeans.

Slipping into the last piece of clothing he noticed the smells coming from the kitchen had gotten stronger since he had left the shower, and he began making his way down stairs, turning a corner to enter the living room to see his little brother on the other side of the house cooking away.

Being born a preemie, he had faced health problems right from the get-go; growing up he thankfully didn't show any signs of something that would hinder his mental or physical health. Well . . . except for one thing. Due to being born early he always was . . . small growing up, compared to other kids his age. At the time, doctors simply said he was, in laymen's terms: "a runt and would take time to grow into physically his age." Unfortunately, growing up a runt had its own set of problems, especially in school where other kids frequently made fun of Jack for his size. During those early years of schooling was when Jake and Jack's relationship as brothers grew; any time some kid would give Jack trouble, his brother was somewhere near by to help him out.

From elementary to middle school Jack stuck with his brother; though during the latter parts of high school they hung out less. In all honesty, Jack didn't want to depend on his older brother whenever something happened to him; which was something Jack could understand. They still hung out from time to time outside of home, but usually Jack stayed in to work on projects and study. Hell, even though he was just a few years off from Jake's grade level, Jack managed to skip a few grades and catch up with his older brother.

Walking up on Jack while he attempted to flip a pancake without it missing the pan, Jake did have to admit his little bro did look cute; in an adorable kid brother kind of way, anyway.

Every time he looked at Jack,Jake couldn't help but be reminded about how similar they looked when he was that age. Despite the major difference of Jack's age to how he looked. Like his older sibling Jack had shower brown fur, but a lighter color, and a slim build. He had the same sudden shift in color on his ears that their family had; and like the older canine he had the same 'hair' trait that was passed down by their mom.

Having heard his brother walking down the stairs, Jack wasn't at all surprised to see a wondering hand reaching for a plate with small pile of bacon on it.

"Got enough bacon there to share?" Jake asked picking up one of the recently cooked strips of pork.

"Nah," Jack responded with a long yawn "Made 'em for myself; want one it'll cost you."

"And how much would that be?" Jake smirked as he wiped some extra grease off on the paper towel the bacon rested on.

"Five bucks per piece." Jack said, getting the last bacon slice out of the pan and setting it with the others, and looking up at his brother with a grin he finished up with "I'll even thrown in a couple eggs for free."

"How bout I pay you back later, that alright with you?"

"Heh sure, but I don't take checks." Turning the burner off, Jack slid the pan into the sink before going over to the microwave and popping the door open to pull out a plate filled with pancakes. Watching his little brother set the plate on the counter and move to a cabinet above the sink, Jake sighed to himself as Jack stood on his toes trying in vain to reach the plates on the middle shelf.

"I got it!" Jack grunted, nearly straining himself to get a plate down when he noticed his brother walking over to help. Ignoring him Jake plucked up one of the white saucers and handed it to the younger canine.

"I said I got it . . ." He grumbled, accepting the dish; and though he didn't sound it, Jake knew his brother wasn't entirely ungrateful for the help.

"You don't have to do everything yourself you know." Jake said.

"I know, just gets old depending on others to do stuff." Jack said.

Getting several pancakes and a few slices of bacon onto his plate, Jack sat himself down at the table. Taking the rest of what Jack didn't get, Jake followed suit.

"So what do you need money for?" Jake asked just as his little brother bite into a slice of bacon.

"School stuff." Was all he said before he swallowed the morsel of food.

Jake pursed his lips slightly to the response.

"Need paper? Binders? Notebooks? Just 'school stuff' is kinda vague to go on don't you think?"

"Err . . . notebooks."

"What happened to the ones you were using? Fill them up already?" Jake chuckled to himself knowing how detailed his sibling could get when taking notes.

"No."

"Then why do you need new notebooks?" Jake asked a bit puzzled. The silence that followed while Jack rather obviously tried to come up with an excuse told Jake what he needed to know.

"It was that Kevin guy wasn't it?" Letting out an audible sigh Jake leaned himself forward, resting both arms on the table. "What he do this time?"

Unlike what a lot of people might think, bullying still happened during college; even if it wasn't as common on campus. Jack had just the luck to run into one half way through his first semester in college: Kevin Miller. He and his gang used the college to scout for unfortunate victims, and followed them after school before harassing them.

"Cornered me in a bathroom at In-n-out and took most of the stuff I had." Jack picked at his last slice of bacon with a fork. "I can use the money I have left from what mom gave us to pay for the books he took. Doubt he'd be kind enough to give them back. At least I avoided getting pounded on."

"Why didn't you think of telling me? You know I would have tried to get your stuff back!" Jake said, rather loudly as he pointed a bit of pancake skewered onto a fork at him.

"I didn't want you getting hurt over some stupid books okay?" Jack's ears drooped slightly as he stared down at his plate. "Just forget it alright? Besides, I'm tired of people treating me like a kid just because I'm a runt. I don't want to depend on others for every little problem I have!"

Seeing Jack's glum expression and concern just made the older dog feel bad.

"Look . . . sorry for yelling, I have some spare notebooks you can have, but I'm helping pay for what Kevin took if it comes down to it. And hey," Jake nudged his brother's leg with his foot to get him to look up. "You better tell me if something like that happens again."

"I'll try to keep that in mind next time I see him."

"I'm just glad you didn't get hurt."

Jack 'mmmed' in agreement as he chewed on a forkful of his breakfast; Jake meanwhile glanced over at the clock to check the time. He'd have to leave soon to avoid any traffic leaving the city if he wanted to meet up with his friends, before they headed out to the campsite. Eating a bit faster now, he and his brother sat in relative silence. He finished off his breakfast, probably a bit faster than he should have now that he had an occasional hiccup, and picked his plate up and walked over to the sink.

"Hey shouldn't mom have been up by now?" Jake asked while he rinsed his plate clean.

"Mhm," Jack replied before swallowing what he was chewing on "She got up while you were in the shower. Left when you went to your room."

"Ah."

"She wanted me to remind you to be back home after Monday."

"I remember."

"She also had some news about dad."

"Oh?" Jake responded, drying his hands off on the back of his jeans.

"Yep. Something about his schedule changing; not as long work hours I think. He'll actually be home more often now."

Well it was about time that happened; for as long as Jake could remember their father had always had a wonky schedule, leaving him to go to work when everyone else was getting up and coming home well after dark. Sure his job paid well enough, and coupled with the money from their mother's job, both brothers didn't need to heavily rely on scholarships to pay for college. But that still didn't make up for parents that were gone the majority of the time.

"Well that's good. Hope he won't look so warn out all the time. Oh, speaking of camping," Jake started as he put a hand on his brother's head and ruffling up his 'hair' "sure you don't want to come along? It be good for you to get off that computer every now and then and go outside."

Jack growled irritably as he pulled his head away, fixing his hair while Jake chuckled to himself. "What and get mauled by some animal? I'll pass."

"Dude it's not that bad! Besides you'd have fun. Probably even make some friends that aren't on the internet."

"I'm fine, really." The younger sibling said after finishing the last bit of food on his plate.

"If you say so little bro." Jake sighed as he made his way for the door. "I gotta take off it I want to beat traffic. You don't get into any trouble while I'm gone alright?"

"I can't even get a plate down without help, how am I supposed to get into trouble?" Jack snickered softly to himself. His older brother shrugged, getting to the door he plucked his keys off a nail in the wall.

"Don't burn the house down while I'm gone."

Hearing the playful tone in his brother's voice Jack responded with "Watch out for poison ivy when you go, heard it's a pain to get rid of!"

Jake shook his head remembering the last time they went camping: one of his friends thought it would be a great idea to hide in some bushes to scare a friend, and little did he know his hiding spot just happened to be full of poison ivy.

"Love ya bro. I'll be back round Sunday." With that Jake closed the door and left to meet up with his friends.

The next few hours seemed to drag on after Jake left. Spending some of the time gaming on his new profile for Dark Souls, Jack eventually gave up after getting beaten several times in a row at the hands of the Capra Demon boss. Cooling his head he flipped the living room TV over to the movie channels for a while. Around twelve thirty Jack pulled himself off the couch and shuffled his way upstairs. Seven hundred plus channels with nothing on and he wasn't in the mood to watch any of the DVDs he's seen dozens of times. Going back on Dark Souls wasn't something he'd particularly enjoy at the moment.

Stopping at the top of the stairs he considered trying to find something in his room to occupy his time with; but unable to think of anything that would interest him right now, he took a left instead to Jake's bedroom. Jack figured his brother was sure to have something in his room that would be more appealing; maybe he had a new comic or something. Thinking back on it, he was sure his brother had put the Nintendo they had up somewhere in his room. He opened the door, stepping inside as he took in the décor of Jake's room.

Empty would probably be the best word to describe it. Not void of objects or anything, but every time he walked into here, just the lack of things seemed to make Jake's room feel empty. Though that was probably because Jake tossed the majority of stuff he didn't use, or need, into the trash a couple months back and Jack still had yet to adjust to the free space that made.

Shutting the door with his foot, Jack stepped towards the purple bed. Kneeling down to take a peek under the bed, he was displeased to find that the usual spot Jake put his box of comics wasn't there. Jack let out a huff as he stood up, and turned his attention to the closet. Going past the bed he grabbed the small hole serving as the handle and slid the door as far as it could go. All he could see was various shirts Jake couldn't fit inside his dresser, pants and empty hangers.

Growling out of irritation which had yet to fade after his last death facing the capra demon, he pulled the door shut and glanced at Jake's dresser. That was literally the only other spot he could have put those comics and as he got to the dresser and started rummaging around. Jack sighed realizing his brother probably either sold the comics or threw them away. He probably even moved the Nintendo into the attic, they both enjoyed its games too much for him to throw it away.

Going back to Jake's bed, Jack flopped down on the mattress, landing on his back and stared at the ceiling. What was there to do? He'd beaten all his and his brother's games except for Dark Souls, and he wasn't going on that for the rest of the day. Nothing good to watch was on television. His laptop was in for repairs and wasn't going to be back for a few more days, and his brother probably took his with him. Rolling his head to the right he glanced over the different things in the bookshelf Jake had.

A couple books on the very top, along with a lamp and digital clock; xbox headphones, two cups and a picture of Jack hugging his brother when they were kids on the shelf below. Under that a few college books for classes Jack wasn't particularly interested in learning about, and then that creepy grinning bear holding a flame thrower his brother has had since . . . ever on the second to last shelf.

Just as he was about to go back at staring at the ceiling, a quick vibration and beep coming from the head of the bed caught his attention. Rolling onto his front, he looked at the source of the noise, his brother's pillow, and noticed something black poking out from underneath. Sliding off the bed and walking around, he reached under it and pulled out his brother's black camera phone.

He tapped the screen, just curious why the phone had gone off. An ad had been sent to Jake's phone. Tapping the 'dismiss' button, a security lock immediately took the ad's place.

'Wonder if he has anything good on here . . .' Jack thought as he typed the security code in; something his brother didn't know he had seen typed out just a couple of days ago. He wasn't really sure why he even bothered to remember it,but as he saw several gaming apps pop up, he wasn't exactly complaining about it at the moment.

Not seeing any apps that seemed fairly interesting on the first page, he swiped a finger across the screen causing it to move and show a brand new page of apps. Music, anti virus, calculator and a few word games (something he wasn't a fan of), but not a thing he might like. Repeating what he did before a brand new page of applications showed up and one caught his eye right off the bat.

Going to click on a big bow and target Jack accidently hit the app right next to it, the phone's gallery. No big deal, he'd just hit the back button right after the thing loads. However the moment it loaded his eyes grew as different folders showed up, all for either pictures or videos, and each one showing the thumbnail of a naked male's shaft.

Without thinking about it his thumb went for the closet thing it could touch, picture folder, and the screen went white for a few seconds before coming back with dozens of pictures of hard canine shafts. Jack swallowed hard, a small throb from between his legs made itself known while his eyes took in every picture he saw.

He had realized his sexuality sometime while going through high school, though hearing what had happened to others that came out to their parents and friends kept him from telling his family. Even if they seemed okay with it around others, he'd rather be careful than regret it later on. Never would he have thought his brother would be into guys however, so sitting there with Jake's phone, he wasn't sure what to think.

His second head, though, had ideas of its own as his sheath started to swell up.

Looking around him to be sure his brother hadn't magically shown up out of thin air, Jack turned back to the phone and hit the first picture of the folder to enlarge it. This definitely not the plan he set out on before entering his brother's room, it was the plan now as his right hand moved to rub over his crotch while he flipped through the slideshow of male genitalia.

The sensation of his fingers rubbing against his member sent a shiver up his spine as his tapered tip managed to rub along the heavy fibers of his jeans. Stopping himself before he got any further he set the phone down and stood up, undoing his pants and sliding them down his legs. Not being a big fan of how underwear feels while wearing pants or shorts he all but stopped wearing them during his junior year of high school; so looking down on himself down he let out a soft murr, stroking his sheath up and down his shaft.

Just before sitting down it occurred to him that if he was actually going to rub one out in Jake's room, it probably wasn't the best place to do so at the head of his brother's bed. Obviously he could go anywhere else in the house and jerk off without fear of being caught, so why move?

With that he simply walked to the foot of the mattress and plopped himself down, grabbing the phone and putting the security code in once more before resuming where he left off. Having all the time in the world he took his time massaging his length to full mast. Taking his eyes off the screen Jack watched the hot flesh in his hand engorge itself, filling his sheath and his hand, quiet easily. Being neatly seven inches long and wide enough that his middle finger and thumb left a small gap if he tried making them touch; which made his package seem huge because of his small form.

Using the rough black pad of his thumb Jack pressed it firmly on the divot of his cockhead, shuddering as he took a sharp inhale of breath. That particular curved spot of his tapered tip was a sweet spot of his that was the cause of several failed attempts of holding back his climax after accidently touching it.

Not wanting to linger on that spot for too long he slowly ran his hand down his cock, to the forming knot still covered by his sheath. Giving that sensitive knob a squeeze, an immediate jolt of pleasure raced up his spine making him gasp out and thrust his hips into his right hand; squeezing it again continued the treatment until his knot was almost big enough to give him trouble if he wanted it out of his fuzzy tube. Before it did, he slid his sheath down around his knot, growling softly at the way his fur tickled his thick bulb.

This was definitely his favorite part of jerking off; not that he didn't revel in the pleasure getting himself to hard caused, but because he loved watching himself, or other men from videos, getting hard before the main event started. Now fully erect and just starting to drip pre-come, Jack grabbed the phone.

As he went through them, he started to notice that besides each one seemed to be of the same person, they all were taken by someone holding a phone. It just occurred to him that these pictures were all on his brother's phone. The guy in every one he's seen so far had the same brown fur as Jake. No doubt it was him Jack was masturbating too. Just the thought of it should have made him feel disgusted with himself when he finished looking at the first dozen pictures, but it didn't stop him. In truth he dismissed the thought as quickly as it came and assumed it was more likely his boyfriend or someone he shared naughty pictures with and that person just had the same fur color as Jake.

Still though, that realization lurked in the back of his mind. Even while he pushed the logical side of himself away as the pleasure from his loins coursed through his body, the fact that the male in the photos was most likely his big brother spurred him on further. The next picture to show up caused him to let out a little moan and stroke himself just a bit faster, his thick prick actually getting harder in his grip. Jake, laying partly was on his back, had his legs, not only lifted up but, over his head so they rested on the wall his pillow laid on with almost his entire length buried in his mouth.

Over the years Jack has always been jealous of things his brother could do, or things he had, that he himself couldn't do or get. Sure he'd get over it eventually, but this was something completely different. Being flexible enough to give himself head was something he'd been trying to do for months, before eventually giving up on it. Now here he was with the knowledge that his brother could do it! And he was getting off to it!

Realizing he must have been staring at this one picture for longer than he meant to, Jack went to view the next image only to find there were no more. Pursing his lips he glanced down at the throbbing pole between his legs. Too bad his brother didn't have that many dirty pictures to look at, but now staring down at his shaft he felt the urge to try and suck himself off . . . even if it would end in failure. Settling on the easier path Jack looked back at the phone and hit the return button. Back on the folders page he noticed the video folder seemed to have quiet a lot to choose from with sixteen videos in it. Looking back at the all photos folder he saw why it didn't take long to get to the end: it only had fourteen photos.

Tapping on it, he was quickly taken to a screen with a listing of all the videos and picking one at random was soon watching his brother. On the screen, Jake was sprawled out on his covers nude with the phone pointed at his crotch. His hand came into view as it went towards his sheath, stroking the furry tube briefly before fondling his balls. Jack swallowed hard as he occasionally squeezed his knot on a down stroke while his brother went back to rubbing his index finger along his sheath,stopping to rub a few circles around the opening and pushing his finger inwards.

With the volume on the phone on max Jack clearly heard Jake gasp out while moving his furred digit around, stirring his cock awake. Readjusting himself, Jack's thumb accidently hit the forwards button making the video skip ahead until he pressed play and his brother was already fully erect.

Not thinking about rewinding it he watched on, surprised at just how much he was turned on to his brother pleasuring himself. He couldn't even remember the last time he'd been this hard for anything. Making a mental note to try and get all the naughty stuff on Jake's phone to his laptop when it gets back; yeah this was DEFINENTLY going to be his dirty little secret. Much to his delight the scene began to change: Jake repositioned himself, grunting as he rocked his lower body up into the air and brought his legs down past his head. After a bit of moving the camera, Jake settled on holding it above his head with his left hand and taking hold of his shaft with his other hand. Giving a wink and a broad grin he slowly licked over his shaft, groaning with each flick of his tongue along his tip and outline of his urethra.

An all too familiar tightening in his loins Jack forced himself to take his hand off his shaft before he lost control over himself. Very much wanting to see his brother finish, he let the video play on while he cooled down. As his brother took his dick to the root and suckled himself, making all manner of lewd noises in the process, Jack ran his thumb along his dark pink cock being careful not to push himself over the edge.

In the video, Jake's knot had already started to form before starting to blow himself, but now as he moved his head back and forth that bulb of flesh swelled out fully in no time. After almost a full eight minutes of video passed Jake began panting rather heavily through his nose. By this time Jack had cooled down enough and resumed slowly pumping his shaft.

Jake's body seemed to tense up and his facial expression more relaxed while he pushed his lips harder on his knot. With each push a fresh muffled moan slipped out around his pole, and from the last minute and a half became more frequent. Jake seemed to curl his arms around his legs and bring his lower body closer to his upper half. With his body as curled as it could get, Jake moved his head down his cock, opening his mouth as wide as it could go, and let out a satisfied groan pushing his lips past his knot.

Jack would have came then, seeing his brother orally tie himself coupled with the sounds he made reaching climax while his throbbing knot bulged his cheeks if he hadn't cooled down earlier. And just as fast as Jake managed to lock himself into such an erotic position, the video stopped and took Jack back to the list of videos. Clicking on the second in the list Jack bit his lip and shivered when the video started, his older brother already fully hard and stroking himself.

***

Jake pulled back into the drive way to his home and shut his car off. Getting out and making sure his old car door was shut tight, he made his way to the front door. He thought he had everything when he left home, but he found out he had forgotten his phone when he went to call his friends and tell them he was going to be late. By mistiming when he had to leave he also managed to get himself stuck in traffic for the last few hours before being able to turn back home.

Only reason he even bothered coming back was the fact that if his mother called and he didn't have it on him, he'd be getting an ear full when he returned. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him, and started out to exactly where he knew it was. He noticed his brother was missing immediately, but it didn't exactly take his mind off of why he was here. More than likely Jack had probably gone up to his room out of boredom. Going up the stairs, he thought about offering to take the younger dog along again, even if he would turn it down. Reaching the top of the stairs, he turned and headed straight for his room to get his phone first.

***

Jack didn't heard the sound of the front door opening as he watched his brother sliding a thick metal rod into his dick, something that looked painful when he saw it near the beginning of this video, but the lust filled sounds his brother made told him otherwise. Nor did he hear the sound of Jake climbing up the stairs the moment Jack's climax hit.

The sounds of Jake's moans of bliss played from the phone as he shot the silver pole out of his cock, while Jack himself bit his lower lip and he pumped his shaft faster and was rewarded by a sudden burst of come landing on his muzzle. Overpowered by his orgasm, Jack didn't see his brother opening his bedroom door and freezing when he saw who was in his room. Closing his eyes as he tilted his head back, Jack rode out his orgasm; unaware his brother was behind him the whole time, saying nothing even when the younger canine gasped out his brother's name.

Panting heavily by the time his orgasm ended, Jack's shirt had ropes of hot semen covering the front, some on the side of his muzzle, and what drooled free from his tip covered his hand. Feeling fairly satisfied Jack sighed with content as he laid back, bringing his hand up to his face to lick it clean of his mess while his tail wagged lazily side to side. Just as he licked up a thick wad of his come the sound of the bedroom door closing and a cough made his eyes shoot open. Locking eyes with his brother, frozen in mid-lick, any feeling of afterglow that Jack felt vanished as his cheeks started to heat up from embarrassment.

What seemed like an eternity of awkward silence passed. Jack was the first to talk; only after feeling cooling semen rolling down his throat made him swallow what was left in his mouth. His cheeks burned hotter from the very act and the resulting and very audible, gulp that followed.

"J-Jake, you're back." He panted feeling his brother's eyes roam over him, a sudden thrill of his brother seeing him in his current state made his steel-hard dick throb in the air.

Jake's response wasn't immediate as he got over the shock of finding his little brother in such a position and was still processing his name being called out during the younger dog's climax. Even as he stood there the heavy, almost breathtaking, scent of his brother's musk and fresh semen penetrated his nose causing his dick to twitch. "I, uhh, forgot my phone. I see you, ahem, found it." Reaching for it his little brother sat up, Jake taking note of his brother slipping his sex under his come covered shirt.

"H-how long were you there?" The silence he got for a response was cut short by an audio of Jake groaning in afterglow. Jack's ears couldn't have swiveled to lay flat on his skull fast enough, realizing that the video must have paused when the screen shut of and continued when Jake entered the security code. Positive his brother could put two and two together he sat there, eyes shut tight, imagining the worst possible outcomes his mind could conjure up. Then came the sound of the older dog stepping around the bed, the video still playing and a sudden weight hit the bed that made him bounce ever so slightly into the air.

"Oh man, I remember that night! Best. Climax. Ever." He growled with delight. Jack felt his brother nudge him and, not exactly sure what to expect, opened his right eye to see Jake letting the rest of the video play.

"You only got through half of it?" His brother asked, briefly taking his eyes away from the screen. "Shame. Guess I should have walked in on you later huh?" Jake chuckled softly as he went back to the video. There was no way this was real. Jack was sure his brother had hit him hard enough to knock him out and this was just some sort of dream.

"So how long have you been into guys?" Jake asked plainly, trying his best not to let the smell coming from his sibling get to him, but that was difficult seeing just how arousing the younger canine looked painted in his own seed and the way his shirt did little to actually hide his shaft, but instead outlined it.

Doing his best to subtlely cover his swollen sheath with his arm, he asked his little brother again. "How long have you been into guys?"

"What." That was all that came from Jack as a response, more than sure his brother's friendly demeanor was just a cover for something else.

"That's not much of an answer." Jake teased, nudging his brother again. "Come on, tell me. How long have you been into guys?"

"Aren't you mad at me?"

"Hm? Oh! Cause of that?" Jake pointed from Jack's crotch to his chest just to point out the obvious. "Why should I be mad at you for taking care of yourself? Dude that's a natural thing to do, I'm not gonna bust your balls just because you had to rub one out."

Picking his phone up, grinning rather widely, pointing to it Jake gave a low sultry growl.

"Or are you talking about this? Dude, think about how long our kind has been on this planet; our ancestors had to have sex with someone in their family tree at some point or another. After generations of people fucking, don't you think it make sense you'd be related to some stranger on the street to some degree?"

"So no I'm not mad at you." Setting his phone back down Jake reached over to ruffle his brother's 'hair'. "Besides I think of it as the ultimate form of flattery."

Jake giggled to himself seeing his brother's shaft twitch under the shirt, whether intentional or not and waited for Jack to say something.

"You're really not mad at me?" Jack said, still processing what was going on.

"Do you really need me to repeat myself?"

Jack shook his head. "Sorry I just . . . this is just a lot to handle. Hell I never even meant to . . . well . . ."

The blush on Jacks face had to have been bright enough to be seen through his fur, recalling every detail from the videos he saw; his length pulsing lightly from both his thoughts and the fabric of the shirt that continued to keep him hard.

"What did you come in here for then?"

"Umm, those comics you had, but I couldn't find them."

Getting up from the bed Jake walked over to the corner of his bedroom rug nearest his dresser and flipped it over. Digging a claw between the planks of wood he pulled a loose board up to reveal a hidden a hidden stash of objects; one of which was the pile of comics Jack was looking for.

"Mom wanted me to toss'em so I made this. Put a few other things in here as well."

"Like what?" Jack asked shivering as he leaned forwards making his shaft rub up against his furred stomach.

"Oh well it's more personal stuff you know. Lube, sounding rods, fleshlights and things like that."

"What rods?"

"Sounding rods." Jake picked up a black bag and tossed it to Jack who managed to catch it out of reflex. "You came to me using them, didn't think you'd be into that sorta thing."

"It was actually my first time seeing one." Jake's ears perked a bit hearing that.

"Really now? Well, what did you think of it?" "At first when you umm started to do it, it looked painful." Jack scratched the back of his head out of embarrassment while he told his brother what he thought about it at the time. As he did, he caught a glimpse of Jake moving a hand to slowly stroke his crotch ever so slightly while he listened to his younger sibling.

"But it sounded like you were really loving how it felt." He finished a bit more red in the face than before. Jake let out a deep murr as he nodded, his fingers pressing into his swollen flesh through his jeans.

"Loving it is an understatement really. To me it's more of an addiction, a need to feel one of those rods rubbing me from the inside and pleasuring me in ways you just can't get otherwise."

If the younger dog's shaft had shown any sign of shrinking a minute before, it wouldn't have lasted long as he watched his brother toy with himself and the bulge between his legs made itself more apparent. The thought of reaching under his shirt to stroke himself to the sight before him popped into his mind, just as an idea popped into Jake's.

"Hey, Jack, would you want to know what sounding feels like first hand?"

Feeling like he hadn't had something to drink in ages, Jack swallowed to get rid of the dryness in his mouth. He had already jerked off to videos of his brother, got caught by his brother and said sibling admitted he was perfectly fine with it such an act. Now do something sexual with him all in the same day? This had to be one of the most erotic dreams he ever had and if that was the case he'd probably never get turned on again from anything else in his life, or this was turning out to be one really weird, if not great, day.

Hormones aside, he was still being asked if he wanted something put into his dick. But on the other hand this was Jake . . . he wouldn't ask something like this if it would hurt him, right? Considering it for what seemed like forever, Jack opted towards trusting in his brother. And if doing this could let him feel something his brother, so obviously thought, felt great why not go through with it? If high school years were about learning about yourself, then college years were about experimenting right?

Nodding sheepishly he followed the elder dog's orders, turning so he sat on the end of the bed and pulling his shirt off; setting it down to his side and grabbing the black bag. While he set it next to his right leg, he noticed his brother took his shirt off before walking back over to him. As he watched, Jake undid the buttons of his pants and pulled the zipper down enough to relieve the tension of his gave him, straining upwards under the rim of his green boxers.

"Don't worry; I've done this plenty of times before. I wouldn't do anything that would hurt you." He said giving his brother that same caring smile he always wore whenever Jack needed comfort from a bad day at school.

"Hey, Jake." Jack managed to say without stumbling over his words,a very distinct undertone of nervousness inside his voice.

"Hm?"

"This uhh . . . this is my first time doing something like this; n-not just the, umm, sounding thing, but being with someone sexually."

During high school Jack was never interested in trying to hook up with anyone, mainly because of the nearly always short, sex centered, relationships of teenage "romances" that went on during those years. And going through college so far,it was hard trying to get a date when you didn't look your age.

His brother's smile never changed when he finished, only leaning forwards while using his right hand to gently nudge Jack backwards until he had to prop himself up on his elbows.

"Guess I'm lucky I get to be the first to do naughty things to you huh?" Jake chuckled,softly kissed his brother's right cheek. The way he said it as that brown hand trailed down his body made Jack quiver under his brother, almost like this was a fantasy come to life for him.

A sudden click from his right caught Jack's attention and seeing where it came from he saw his brother holding up his phone, the red light next to the camera lens was on.

"W-whaAAAH," Jack moaned out, ears folding back and eyes closing, while his brother managed to sneak his right hand around the younger canine's cock and squeeze it just above the knot. Squeezing again and Jake managed to draw a labored gasp from his brother, who gripped the arm holding the camera phone as his hips jerked from the sensation.

"Just a little video for later,little bro." Jake chuckled again as me moved closer, giving a long lick at the semen Jack got on his muzzle and swallowing it all.

"Heh,you're on the salty side. Funny,anytime I try my own I always seem to taste like cookie dough."

After getting over the unexpected move Jake gave him, Jack started to let himself relax while his brother gave his prick long slow pumps. Focusing on the feeling of someone else holding his pride for the first time, he couldn't help but notice how odd it felt, even though he still received the same amount of pleasure from when he did it himself.

Every down stroke his brother's grip tightened while pushing the palm of his hand inwards and loosened his hold when his slid his hand up to the tip. Fresh droplets of pre-come formed and rolled down his length, only to get massaged into his hot flesh and the fur of his brother's hand. Opening his eyes just in time to watch Jake dip his muzzle down, a long moan escaped from Jack's throat the moment he felt his brother's rough tongue swipe across the base of his shaft to his tip.

In one motion Jake moved the pre sticky hand that held his brother's length to Jack's hip, while wrapping his lips around his little brother's girth and driving his head down to the base. He, was actually jealous of the package he held in his mouth; he wasn't as long as his little brother, but that didn't stop him from taking as much of the little dog as he could. Really it was kind of easy though. Every bit he had managed to take was pretty much the same amount as himself, knot included.

With each bob of his head he took delight in every moan and grunt Jack gave, along with the soft bucks of his hips which allowed the older sibling to take care of his neglected member. Groaning around the ridged cock he caressed with his tongue against the roof of his mouth,he took hold of his dripping dick. God if he knew he could be so damn hard doing this with his brother . . . he really hoped Jack would be up to doing this again, hell even doing this on a regular basis!

Stroking himself, rather enthusiastically, Jake continued servicing his little brother for a while longer, loving the way Jack throbbed in his maw and the feeling of pre hitting the back of his throat and the cute little whines Jack made. So regrettably pulling off that spire of pulsing flesh, which by now was so engorged with blood it looked like it was about to pop, Jake left a trail of kisses from tip to knot.

Jack lay dazed, practically gasping for breath from his first ever blowjob, while his brother stood up and switched which hand held the camera.

"Take it you enjoyed that" Jake all but growled as he licked his lips.

Pulling his head from the bed he nodded, still catching his breath. "Fuck. Y-yes."

"Good, had to give my little brother a treat before getting down to business. Speaking of which, I need two hands for it so, uhhh, do you mind?" He asked while handing his phone over, still keeping it pointed at his brother. After Jack supported himself onto his elbows once more he took the phone and held it up while Jake grabbed the black bag and set it down right between the small dog's legs.

Opening it up, Jack's heart nearly stopped as he took in the large array of steel rods strapped to the black fabric: most were smooth and varied in length from only a few inches and others looked like they were around seven inches long.

There were two that caught his eye though,only because they were different. The first one was long and smooth like the others, but after an inch it started to take on a more ribbed appearance like what you'd find on certain brands of condoms. The other had two different parts to it. The upper part that was wider than the rest and looked like it was a good inch long with a keychain ring and button on the top, while the lower part looked half the width of a pencil. Getting over just how big some of them were,he looked up at his brother and Jake looked over the rods with such delight relaxed him, if only slightly.

"I'd say pick your poison, but that just be a stupid move. Some of these you're not ready for and a couple of them . . . well they'd be way too intense for you." Picking up a small light blue bottle, Jake unscrewed the cap and replaced it with a new one that had a thing,half inch "needle" to it. Gripping the hems of his pants and underwear with his left hand, he shimmed out of his clothes and threw them to the side before getting back on his knees.

Taking hold of his brother's erection he glanced up only once. "This'll make getting a sound in easier, just don't move okay?"

Jack nodded, breathing a little faster as his nervousness grew. Watching his brother bring that long thin plastic tube to his tip, carefully rub it along the divot of his cock while squeezing the bottle at the same time. A small glob of cold lubricant gushed out instantly making him take in a sharp breath; Jake paused to make sure his brother was alright and after being told yes began rubbing the lube around with the thin plastic, which bent easily to fit the curve of his little brother's cockhead.

Jack, on the other hand, was starting to have second thoughts about the entire thing; hell he only agreed to it because of his hormones. Just as he was going to back out, Jake lined up the plastic tube and carefully slipped it into Jack's shaft while squeezing the bottle again to send out more lube.

The sudden sensation of something sliding into his dick barely registered before a gush of cold forcing its way down his urethra made him gasp. Even if he'd been given the chance to prepare for this and the sensations it brought, there'd be no way in hell he'd be able to do so.

Biting his lower lip, Jack kept the camera pointed at his crotch, watching his brother focus intensely on moving the plastic tube as deep as it could go while spreading that cold wetness down deeper. Once satisfied Jake pulled the bottle away and set it down next to him, giving the shaft he held a few strokes.

"You okay?" It took a while to realize his brother was addressing him and responded with a nod.

"Good." Jake murmured, softly kissing his brother again.

"Now, on to the real fun." Grinning wide he,unhooked a 4 inch long rod and went to work slicking it up. Jack watched and when his brother finished, tried to prepare himself for that strange rubbing feeling.

Unlike the cap for the tube that was used, this sounding rod was a bit thicker and as it spread his slit open and began traveling down, carefully guided by his older brother. A little groan slipped past Jack's lips. That simple sound was enough to tell Jake that his brother was starting to feel some pleasure in that rod slowly sinking deeper into him. After the first inch was in, Jack had closed his eyes; after inch and a half the smaller canine's jaw started to slack a little. All the while Jake watched the urethra of Jack's prick bulge slightly from the sounding rod, badly wishing he could touch himself.

"Liking it huh?" Jack responded with a slow nod and an "uh-huh" while he tried to sort out the new pleasurable sensations. He wouldn't have thought something that looked like it would be painful as fuck would feel so really good. Just how the rod pulled down on the lips of his slit while stroking him from the inside and all at the same time the feeling of his urethra being stretched, all came together in something that made him want to lie back and relax completely as he was pleasured; more so when Jake pulled the rod out almost completely and pushed it back down again.

Slouching a bit as he leaned back, letting his whole body loosen up, he let these new feelings wash over him. He didn't even pay attention to how long his brother had been pulling and pushing that wondrous sound up and down before he felt his brother's finger tips touch his tip. A long groan from Jake did catch his attention.

Just barely opening his eyes he saw all four inches of the sound had been able to go into his shaft, pre pooled around his opening and steadily dripped down his length. His brother's eyes looked glazed over and his breathing was coming fast and shallow, his right hand had disappeared from the younger dog's lap but his arm was moving frantically. It didn't take much to guess where that had had gone.

His older brother gave that shaft a long lick, groaning the second his tongue touched his brother's flesh and dragged it to the tapered tip. Jack couldn't have moaned loud enough when the velvet warmth of his brother's maw wrapped around his member again, this time only staying at the head, while Jake started to pump the remaining cock out side his mouth just as eagerly as his own.

By now his job of holding the camera was forgotten as Jack's body was assaulted with waves of ecstasy, coming from two different parts of his malehood in three different ways. Dropping the phone on his chest, his arms fell to the bed; hands gripping the purple sheet like he was in danger of falling off of the world, as his hips moved on their own accord as they thrusted into Jake's hungry maw.

He didn't even realize just how close he was to the edge until now and if his brother kept up what he was doing there, wouldn't be a way in heaven or hell to keep him from coming again. Just as he thought he couldn't take it anymore, Jake pulled off his cock, gasping for breath and stood up; the sight of Jake's drooling shaft alone brought him to the brink of climax and when his brother got onto the bed and put both of their shafts together, Jack felt his sac pull up tight against his body and his limbs lock up.

Watching Jake madly stroke both of their cocks in his hands, their pre soaked tips rubbing together, and that wonderful sound disappear and reappear from view and was pulled in and out by his brother's jerking motions the younger dog truly lost it.

Letting loose a cry to the heavens, Jack arched his back and embraced one of the best and most powerful orgasms of his life. His shaft throbbed hard against his brother's erection and suddenly sent the sounding rod out and across the bed, hitting the wall while the first rope of semen managed to hit Jake's pillow. The second rope flew just as far as the first and third just went far enough to hit the left side of his face.

While Jack hit cloud nine first, Jake felt every bit of his brother's climax. The sensation of Jack coming and feeling it against his length and his brother's cry of pleasure was just enough to send him into his own blissful state. Not having the time to get off earlier like Jack did meant that when Jake finally came, he made quiet the mess as he squeezed down as hard as he could on both their knots. His cock pulsed once and a torrent of four sticky white ropes of come flew through the air; some not going far and just landing on his brother's torso.

Panting hard enough to make one think he just finished a marathon,he leaned forward and laid down on the smaller canine beneath him. They stayed like that, catching their breath and enjoying the warmth of afterglow. Jake didn't even bother to fetch his phone out from between him and Jack when it vibrated from receiving a text. He just stayed there, gently nuzzling his brother grinning.

After a while though he lifted his head and licked Jack's black nose, tail idly wagging behind him.

"So what did you think?" He asked Jack between tired pants, grinning from ear to ear.

His brother grinned back and after finally catching his breath said, "Amazing. Love to do something like that again."

Hearing his older brother let out a very satisfied sigh, Jack felt him fish his phone and check who messaged him.

"Who was that?" Jack asked after his brother typed out a lengthy text, grinning ear to ear as he hit send.

"Oh, no one." Jake chuckled.

"Go get some things together; you're going camping with me."

"Wait, but I said I didn't want to go." Jack replied with a shiver feeling the older canine's tongue lick along his neck.

"Trust me you're going to really enjoy yourself." The way his brother emphasized really caused another shiver to run down the smaller sibling's spine ,but for an entirely different reason as Jake's hips firmly ground in to him.

Jack felt himself starting to blush from his brother's actions and squirmed a bit. "But--"

"Come on,you don't actually want to be cooped up in this house and be bored all weekend do you? Trust me,there's no way you'll be bored if you go." After a few moments of silence, his brother's grin became a bit bigger, toothier, when Jack finally agreed to go.