Brotherly Love
#4 of Up on the Down
This is a story based on an Anthropomorphic Post Apocalyptic Adaptation of Watership Down I'm working on, Compiled of the Book, Movie, and TV show.
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Wind howled around the structure of the old building above the Down, the sound reverberating down, past the hidden entrance to the chambers below. Deeper still the sounds permeated, to the chamber of the Chieftain and his younger brother.
Hazel was awoken by the sound, and he soon realized it was just the wind. He was about to turn over in his cot and try to go back to sleep when he saw, in the dim light, his younger brother, shivering. He sat up, "Hrairoo..." he used his brother's lapine name, before switching to the common tongue, "Fiver?"
The younger buck shuddered, before his eyes opened, "Y-Yes Hazel...?"
"It's only the wind, Fiver..." The rabbit said soothingly.
Fiver looked a little frazzled as he spoke again, "There is a dark voice on the wind..."
Hazel furrowed his brow at this, "Come, Fiver... you need rest... If you want you can sleep in my cot, tonight."
After a moment or two, Fiver was crawling into his elder brother's cot, and Hazel wrapped his blanket over the smaller buck, their brotherly resemblance strong as they cuddled in together. Slowly, but surely Fiver calmed down, Hazel's tenderly stroking paws and barely voiced reassurances relaxing him gradually. The pair lay like this, under Hazel's blanket, until the elder buck noticed something...
Fiver nestled in closer to his older brother, closing his eyes, unaware that their proximity had started to make him grow aroused, his swelling buckhood brushing against Hazel's thigh. Slowly, Fiver realized what had happened, and blushed deeply, looking away from his brother, before he felt two things, one a gentle paw guiding his face around to look up towards Hazel's face, and secondly a warm arousal against his belly...
Hazel smiled, gently pulling Fiver up closer to his face, leaning in to kiss his little brother on the forehead, before another kiss was planted on the younger buck's lips, "I love you Hrairoo..." The elder buck gently rubbed his paws over the younger's lower back and rump feeling the soft forgiving flesh there, "And I want you to feel good... Will you let me help you?"
After a long moment, Fiver nodded, blushing deeply. He felt his elder brother's paws gently hefting him up further, until he was kneeling, straddling Hazel's chest, and his member was right before his brother's muzzle. Before he could respond to this, his buckhood had been taken past the soft lips before it, and he could feel the wonderful suckling sensations starting to ripple pleasure through him. He panted softly, still blushing, and didn't want to be the only one being pleasured. He wanted to reciprocate the joy he felt in his brother, and so he began to turn and twist slowly.
Hazel blinked as Fiver began to move about, until he was kneeling around the older buck's head, and bent down, starting to stroke and lick at the unattended shaft below. He moaned softly around Fiver's own, and started to suck and lick anew, feeling so much love for his little brother as they pleasured one another
It wasn't long, though, before Fiver shuddered, and his sac contracted around his balls. Hazel saw this and worked the member deeper into his muzzle, just before the adolescent seed was pumped into his mouth and throat, swallowing tenderly, almost milking Fiver's loins. When the smaller buck was spent, he slowly shifted around into another position in the cot, now with his body between Hazel's legs, suckling over his brother's shaft, even as his own afterglow started to ease him towards slumber.
Hazel moaned softly, before he too reached his peak, feeling his little brother swallowing, as if following his lead from before. He still felt suckling over his maleness as he slowly fell from consciousness...
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Fiver awoke quite early in the morning to find his muzzle pressed up against his brother's hips, his lips spread around the semihard shaft that lay throbbing across his tongue. He blushed deeply, having thought the night before to be a dream for the moment between sleep and wakefulness. He shrugged mentally, and started to suckle once more.
Hazel groaned softly, and slowly started to awaken, lowering one paw to rub over his little brother's ears, blushing as he realized he was getting an unasked for wakeup call of the most pleasant kind, eyes still shut as his morning wood was treated to loving suckles and tender licks, feeling his pleasure rising.
Fiver suckled harder, one paw experimentally rubbing over his older brother's testes, before rubbing behind them, his fingers working back to the puckered hole under Hazel's tail. He tentatively pressed a finger in, feeling the tightness, before wiggling his knuckle in, feeling around with the digit.
Hazel moaned loudly as Fiver found his tailhole, blushing deeply as the stimulation there put him over the edge, his loins spasming and pumping their load into the receptive mouth below. Hazel panted softly as he started to come down from his peak, feeling Fiver disengage from his private areas and crawl up to cuddle up against his brother. Hazel smiled, "There is still an hour until dawn..."
"Then we should get some sleep, shouldn't we?" Fiver nuzzled at his brother, before closing his eyes, "I love you, Hazel..." He spoke softly.
"I love you too, Fiver..." Hazel muttered, before sleep once more drew him under...
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