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Just as fast as the summer came around, so must the summer end just as soon. As the month of August progressed out of the month of July, the summer sun drained from the sky, taking with it the summer fun.

Anders awareness of this came with a piece of good news in and of itself - his brother Saul was coming home from Europe tomorrow morning. Saul had decided to go travelling Europe for this particular summer, taking a stop in the middle to party with his friends in Greece. He had been helping his brother fund the trip for over a year, reaching for a goal of about £3000, barely enough to get him across, plus clubbing in Greece, plus flight back from Greece.

Assumptions can be made that the young stallion would have no doubt grown up whilst on this trip. Not much though, Anders thought to himself, bringing a smirk to his face.

However, those nights a few months ago have been preying on his mind whilst his brother was away. He kept replaying that first time over and over again in his head; he caught Saul in his bedroom, in a fully aroused state, ready for the taking - and he took the chance. Although at the time it was a sort of conquest upon happening, a small sliver of regret began to form from his brother's absence.

Although the regret wasn't something overwhelming him, he decided to test the waters by speculatively talking with his friend Pete over coffee. The pair were having another one of their after work chats, which can lead them down to any conversational path, such as embarrassing family moments, which lead the equine to his chance.

"I don't think my family is even half that strange" Ander's bear friend came out, having just come off telling him about a particularly strange event he witnessed back in sixth form.

"I know what you mean" the stallion prodded. It was then that he brought up it up. "But hey, count yourself lucky - I was reading one of those gloss rags, and it had this thing about relatives getting together!"

"What?" Pete responded, the laugh coming out soon after. "Dude, that's too weird for me!"

"Really? Cos I remember you going home with those twins" Anders commented.

"Yeah, but they weren't doing that much together."

"That much?"

"Yeah - I mean we'd all had a lot to drink, so we were just going through the motions."

"So, you recon there's, like, some situation that's less creepy?" the stallion queried, prodding to the core of his bringing it up. He could feel himself becoming flustered, hoping he was good at covering it up. He didn't seem to give any signs that it was about him, or at least Pete wasn't good at reading the signs.

"What, like cousins experimenting or something?"

"I guess? I don't know" the stallion laughed.

The bear thought this over a little, before coming out with "I guess if its, like, an experimental thing, or nothing to serious and intense, its probably not the worse thing."

The talk, although not exactly life affirming, was a little bit of weight off his mind. He didn't think what he and Saul were doing was exactly one of the most serious of things - just a light sexual thing, mostly to make one-night stands far more interesting. All he really thought of it was that it meant he was adventurous and open-minded - perhaps a little too much so?

The stallion told himself that he was overthinking a great situation - he should just get to sleep so he can set off and get his brother in the morning. Luckily he was getting a flight in a week after his friends, so it was just the two of them. Maybe he should just talk about it with him on the ride home? Was there ever going to be a good time to even consider talking about it?

Although sleep didn't come easily, when it came it was deep and satisfying.

. . . .

Knowing his time in continental Europe were coming to an end, Saul felt that, although the dream of Europe didn't match the actual situation, his trip was well worth it. It was worth all the time spent basically begging for money and putting extra time at work. Although he had fun on his journeys, he was just glad to know he would finally be going back to the land he called home in over 4 hours.

He was also glad to finally be able to meet his brother again.

The thought of seeing Anders again made a warm, euphoric feeling flow all through his body, something he hasn't experienced for anyone else before. He knew it wasn't exactly a platonic sensation he was feeling, but the love he felt for his brother was more than he could have asked for.

Ever since that time in Anders room, as well as the previous teen encounter they had experienced, Saul had always debated with himself whether or not his feelings for his brother were something to acknowledge or not. He had heard about people who have gotten themselves into situations like this, butt most of the time it was someone with their sister, or some sort of abuse at the hands of a guardian or something.

Should he be feeling such an intense passion for his own flesh and blood?

Although these questions did still hang around somewhere in the back of his mind, he managed to push those thoughts of doubt to the back of his mind, opening himself up to the views of Europe, even allowing for some introspection.

There was only one time when the topic really became a central focus, and it was while he was in a deep discussion with an Italian-American Abruzzese Mastiff, whom he had met whilst in a museum. The two men had gotten into a discussion about a particularly racy piece of art, and that spiralled into the canine and equine wandering around Italy, getting into light-hearted discussion that was seasoned with much deeper implications.

"One thing I've noticed about Europe since I left the US" the Mastiff said, "is that there has tended to be a much looser moral construct. I mean, over all history, we have seen some of the most beautiful works of art come from here, and we have seen some of the most dark, depraved history as well. Truly, it intrigues me."

"Yeah" Saul responded neutrally, barely listening to his canine companion. "How do you think it's changed you, being here?"

"Me?" the canine said. "I wouldn't say I've been changed much, but I do feel a more heightened sense of freedom since I moved here. America, at least where I lived, was far more judging of each other's personal lives as though they had the right to pass any sort of judgment. I know that there are judgmental people, and that they may be more so, but I feel that this is from a sort of freedom you don't find in Middle America. Irony, since it is land of the free."

"You've got a lot to say."

"I have a lot that needs saying."

"Can I ask you something" Saul began, getting nervous before daring to ask. He couldn't believe he was going to do this - why would he care? Why do you want his advice?

"Sure, what is it?"

"I have a friend, and he's recently been feeling a certain - affection - for a family member. I mean a non-family affection. And - I don't know why he would care, but I was wondering what you thought?"

The Mastiff remained silent for a few moments, rolling the question around in his head. Pausing before he spoke, he said "I cannot say you're your friend should do. I don't know his situation well enough, but I do know what the heart says. The heart brought me to the happiest moments in my life - my heart brought me to Europe, and I've never looked back. Love is a tricky bitch she is, and it doesn't care who or what comes in her path. I guess what I have to say is that he shouldn't take things down a wrong path. Has he - been intimate?"

The one part he didn't have to lie about. "Yeah, they have."

"And will this result in children?"

"No."

"Well then, I guess I can't say much more. I can't say whether or not he should do anything to slow things down. All I say is follow the heart, but take care before you let your heart take you to far."

Although he was sure the canine was on a bit off his rocker, he did absorb his words a little. Although he felt they were kernels of shit masquerading as gold, he took away a general message for himself - don't be concerned about the situation; don't allow others to infer your judgment; and most importantly, be happy as you are, as long things run the right course.

With those final thoughts with him on the plane, the horse boy rest on the flight, no longer heavily concerned. He told himself he would wait until he was back in the UK to consider any actions on his part. His sibling, on the other hand, was a force he was willing to deal with.

. . . .

The next morning, Anders forced himself out of bed, preparing to pick his brother up at the airport. He wasn't looking forward to the hour-and-a-half drive to pick him up, but he was looking forward to finally seeing him in the flesh, getting to embrace him for the first time in months, inhaling his now travelled musk, to stroke his mane.

His little moral dilemma the night before seemed to have waned in sleep, no longer taking a strangle hold over him as he ate his brief breakfast, nor whilst he washed and dressed for the drive.

He couldn't believe how good the roads were at 8 AM, virtually no cars or lorries to disrupt his thoughts as he made his way down the motorway. It was sort of nice, the isolation as he made his way through the moors, giving a sort of unsettling relaxation.

Thoughts of Saul ran through his head as he made his way down the near empty roads. His tail was almost unable to suppress a wag, his lower back nudging into the seat.

It was in the moments he spent waiting at the airport for Saul to arrive from the other side of border patrol that he truly began to feel tense. How should he greet him when he gets in? Its not like I'm meeting someone new he thought to himself, but things are different now. He shared more with his brother than he knows he should have, but he felt nothing wrong with what he and Saul had done behind closed doors. However, he couldn't gauge the initial reactions of people around him - would they sense the romantic aura surrounding them? Or would it be overpowered by the familial undertones within their relationship? Or was there relationship brotherly with erotic undertones? Would the difference matter?

Whatever concerns he had in that moment were instantly melt when he looked to the exit of border patrol to see the young equine he had been thinking so intensely of for two days.

And in that same moment, Saul would look over to his brother, obviously having waited longer than needed, and know his own trepidations about their relationship would melt away.

"Anders" the stallion called out in joy, running over to give his elder sibling a tight embrace.

"Hi Saul" the taller equine replied in a shocked chuckle, gripping Saul against his body tight. He inhaled deep and picked up the familiar scent of his companion's mane, tail waving rapidly behind him, his own brother mirroring the excited wave.

Saul pulled away from his sibling's embrace, arms still lightly wrapped around Anders' waste to ask "could you pull the suitcase?"

"Why did you get a suitcase?"

"I bought a lot of crap in Europe, and I'm not carrying all the shit on my back!"

The two boys walked out of the airport and made the intricate journey through the parking lot, Saul talked almost non-stop about how incredible the trip was - what views were the best; the funny story about the dog in Germany; the little fiasco in an Italian café involving a drunken pigeon girl. It wasn't until the two of them had reached the car, the suitcase in the boot and the heavy backpack placed across the back, that they were able to fully absorb each other.

Saul and Anders sat next to each other, sensing the pent up energy that each had been waiting to unload upon the other. In a flash of desire, Anders leaned over to Saul in the passenger seat, grabbing his hand in his own and placing the other tenderly on his cheek, he dove in for passionate kissing, pressing lips hard against Saul's, the equine responding back to him. Their lips began to part and tongues tenderly stroking against on another, the two stallion boys melting into each other.

Saul was the one to pull out of the kiss, allowing the two of them to catch their breath, and said "you know exactly how much I needed that."

"Listen, we have to drive a little ways, but I know a great place for us to go for more" Anders responded, smirk forming across his face.

With an agreeable nod from his cohort, Anders started the car and down the rad as far as needed, until he found a turning that would take him into a secluded area of woodland. The anticipation developing through the bulge in his trousers and the visual of a bulge in Saul's, he and his brother undid their seat belts and bolted from the car, Anders grabbing tight onto Saul's arm and practically dragging him into the trees, taking them both deep into the trees and find a clearing with a soft bed of grass.

Saul is the first to move, removing his shirt and throwing it to the base of a tree, navigating Anders to the same tree for him to lean against. He leans his body against the tall stallion, looking up to him with passion in his eyes, the pair of them kissing tenderly. As they enjoyed each other's presence, Saul slowly moved his hand down Anders' toned stomach, reaching down into his trousers and feeling around the base of his brother's erection, savouring the moans escaping his brother.

"you might want to get a little more comfortable" the young equine told Anders, grin forming across his face. He stepped away from him, allowing Anders to remove his own shirt and to remove his trousers, erect cock springing into view almost instantaneously, having travelled in no underwear.

"Okay, now its your turn" Anders stated, looking over his brother's shirtless form. Saul reached down for his own denim shorts and removed them, removing his underwear in the same motion, bringing his shoes off with each foot along the way. The two stallions stand before each other in naked isolation, allowing for the visions of each other to soak in.

Saul slowly approaches Anders, reaching down to his waste and gesturing that the two of them should sit in the centre of the clearing. Once seated, the equestrian siblings give one another a tender kiss, Saul taking the initiative to reach for his brother's erection. A shudder ran down Anders, bringing him back to reality as he absorbed the sensation of Saul slowly pumping his erection, reaching over to Saul's own meat to mirror the pumping. The two of them sat for a while with each other, exploring each other's long unexplored phalluses, near mirroring each other in panting breaths.

"Now, lets focus on you" Saul said, looking into Anders eyes, removing his hands from his dick and laying him down in his back. Saul kissed down his brother's neck, slowly making his way down his collarbone, pecs and stomach, until he had gotten down to his crotch and nuzzled his muzzle into it, enjoying the heavy musk it emitted. In a near natural move, the stallion grabbed hold of his brother's shaft, lapping at the end of Ander's dick with his tongue. Enjoying the satisfied moan that emitted from his brother, he began to work the top of the equine phallus into his muzzle, working deeper and deeper until he was bobbing up and down the majority of his brother's cock, surprising him by place one arm under his leg, smirking up at him and slowly descending until his lips made contact with his brother's base.

Anders could not believe what he was feeling. He had felt his brother's warm muzzle over his cock before, but he didn't realise how experienced the boy had gotten since they had last done it. He forced himself to resist finishing in Saul's throat, but was unable to contain the huffs coming in his breath and the bucking in his hips.

Trying to avoid an overload, he gestured for his brother to stop deepthroating him and commanded, "Get on your hands and knees."

Not wanting to stop now, Saul silently obeyed his elder sibling, positioning himself so that he was facing away from his brother for easy access.

With determination, Anders straddled his muzzle over Saul's scrotum, taking the scent in deep before parting the stallion's rump and slowly placing his tongue between the rear and his sack. With the final destination, Anders muzzled directly into Saul's tight pucker, rapidly lapping at it with his coarse yet moist tongue.

"Fuck" Saul moaned in response, riving with pleasure at Anders' experience with the tight hole, his tongue rapidly stroking several nerves. "Anders, please" the stallion begged, panting rapidly, "Please fuck me!"

"With pleasure" the stallion said, spreading his siblings legs further apart, taking hold of his dick and pressing it against his sibling's hole. With another push, the tip of it made its way into him, causing Saul to moan out in pleasure. With each thrust, the stallion pushed himself into Saul a little more, then settling for using the inches already buried into his partner for the pleasure. With one last pause, Anders slowly forced himself deeper into Saul's ass, both moaning in sync with each other, hips touching into his sibling's cheeks.

Anders kept pumping into Saul's rear, each thrust accompanied by increased power, Anders grabbing his brother by the shoulders as though steering him, using him as leverage to smack hard into his ass. Saul moaned as his brother slammed his hips into his rump, his cock filling him inch by inch.

Anders slowed down and stopped mid-thrust, pulling his hot, throbbing erection out of Saul's ass, commanding again, "Get on your back, Saul."

Immediately Saul was on his back, looking up into Anders eyes, prepared to take him again. In that moment they shared a connection, of knowing that they can trust one another with anything.

Slowly but surely, Anders pushed his cock back into Saul's rump, almost immediately bringing himself back to the rhythm they had been enjoying before. Anders leaned over Saul, thrusting hard and fast and deep into his sibling, pausing only briefly to tell him "grab my neck."

Saul grabs hold of the back of Anders' neck, Anders wrapping his arms around Saul's back and waist, picking him up and elevating himself and his brother on his knees, holding tight to his waist as Saul keeps his hands firmly placed on Anders' neck. They look deep into each other's eyes as they become once again lost in the moment, the scent of each other's musk mingling and filling the air as Anders slams hard into Saul, the two of them grunting with a primitive hunger.

"Saul, I think I'm gonna cum" Anders said without stopping, immediately wrapping his hand around his brother's hard, warm cock, pumping in a near similar rhythm to his own thrusts until he pins him back on the ground, slamming the last few thrusts into his brother, followed by a massive orgasm, Anders filling Saul with copious amounts of his seed.

Saul begins to work at his own climax, pumping rapidly at his cock until he gives out a loud neigh and shoots his load a few feet into the air, coating his stomach and chest in large strings of his warm semen.

Anders collapses on top of his brother, himself now coated in Saul's residual semen, slowly pulling out from his brother and spooning in the clearing. They took a few moments to catch their breath again, the two boys not wanting to move or speak in fear of breaking this moment of peace.

"I've missed you" Saul says to his brother, still panting from the experience, wide smile forming across his muzzle.

"I've missed you too" Anders responded, nuzzling into Saul's neck.

"I know you've been thinking about how strange are situation is."

"Well how can I not? I mean, what would everyone else think of this?"

"I talked to this guy while I was in Europe" Saul said, pausing to gauge his brother's reaction. "What he basically told me was that 'my friend' shouldn't be worried about others as long as he's happy with what he has."

"Why does that help?"

"Because I love you" Saul said to Anders. "And I know you love me, and I know we're happy like this. Why should we care about others?"

"Like that lizard?" Anders remarked.

"He was a one time thing" Saul continued. "And anyone we bring into this should only be temporary. But you and me are in this for the long run, and you have to be comfortable with that."

Taking in what Saul just said to him, he replied, "I can if you can. I think we should probably get dressed now."

"No" Saul said dreamily, "just a few more moments. I mean its not like we'll be spotted easily."

And with that the siblings lay in each others warm, content with the peace the feel next to each other, appreciating the closeness exclusive to their situation.