{"sf1_id":747619,"sf2_id":null,"title":"White Whine","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":2760,"posted_at":"2014-08-22T15:22:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Arctic Fox","Brothers","Fox","Knot","M/M","Pain","Rape","Revenge","Submission","bully"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/747619-white-whine","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/747619","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=747619\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#3 of Bottled Whine\n\nSorry if the editing is a little sloppy. Got a call that an aged relative is not doing well (102 years old), so I am heading out the door after I upload this. Not sure when I will be back on. Hope you enjoy this story. Slapped up a few tags, so if you think it needs more, be my guest.","content":"                 Yeah, I\nget it. You think that I just made my little bro my humping toy. Nothing doing. Just\nbecause he was a little uncontrollable shit doesn't mean I didn't love him. He\nwas my brother after all. Still, I could see where people would tend to get\nirritated by him. He had a mouth and he often forgot he could shut it up once\nin a while. My cock in it tended to dissuade him from getting lippy with me\nanymore.\n                So it\ncame as no surprise when I found out through the grapevine that he was having\ntrouble with a kid at school. Apparently he had been calling the guy a faggot\n(and worse) and this guy was getting pretty pissed off. I was going to have a\ntalk with Daryl about it, but life beat me to it. Funny how that works.\n                It\nstarted one day when I was home just ahead of him. There was a note from mom\nand dad that they had left for my great aunt's house a few towns over.\nApparently she fell or something. I had no more than read the note and had\ngrabbed a soda when Daryl came running it like a cheetah. I couldn't even\nswallow my sip before he was in his room with the door slammed.\n                I\nassumed he was in some sort of trouble, so I looked out the window onto the\nstreet. There was the guy he had been pissing off. Funny thing was, he did sort\nof look like a what I would call a faggot. But then, arctic foxes are all\nrather soft and cuddly looking. This one was staring up at the house with a\nlook of pure hatred on his face. \n                I was\ntorn. Part of me wanted to invite the guy in. Daryl was a lot of things, but he\nwas foremost my brother. Family stuck together. So while he might deserve a\nbeating, I would have to take care of it myself.  The guy stood out there for like ten minutes\nbefore he finally walked away. I went up and knocked on Daryl's door.\n                \"He's\ngone. You wanna talk about it?\"\n                \"No,\nNow go away!\"\n                I\njimmied the door open and walked in. \"Well tough shit little bro. It sounds\nlike you've been pissing this guy off. It's pretty bad when he follows you\nhome.\"\n                \"Eric\nis a shit head. He likes bullying other kids and I stood up to him.\"\n                \"You're pretty good at starting trouble, aren't you?\"\n                \"He\nstarted it. He threatened to beat me up if I didn't give him my lunch money. I\ntold him to fuck off.\"\n                I found\nthat to be as likely as not. Despite his looks, I had a feeling this snow white\nfluffball was trouble, maybe a much as Daryl. And while I wasn't always happy with my little bro, he\nwas still family. If anyone was going to be dishing out punishment to him, it\nwas going to be me.\n                \"Well,\nstay away from him. And keep your fucking mouth shut. I can only imagine what all\nyou said to yank his chain. Bullies hardly need egging on.\"\n                Sadly,\nmy advice went unheeded. A few days later, as luck would have it, dad was out\nof town on a business trip and mom was gone to back to my great aunt's house.\nTherefore, when I can home to find Daryl in the front yard getting his ass\nkicked I was hardly surprised. But I was properly indignant. I slammed the car\ninto park across the street and transverse the pavement with a heavy flashlight\nin my hand.\n                By the\ntime I made it to them, he turned just in time to see me swing the Maglite. It\nconnected with his head with a resounding thud, dropping him to the ground. I\nimmediately thought that I had killed him. Daryl struggled to push his limp\nbody off. \n                The\nlittle guy had blood running down his nose. His fur was a mess. It was a good\nthing mom wasn't home or there would be cops here tearing this other guy up. I\nhad him help me drag the guy into the house. He was still alive, and breathing,\nbut a lump was forming where I had struck him.\n                \"What\nare we going to do with this fucker?\"\n                I\nlooked at Daryl. \"Like I know! I guess we could call the cops.\"\n                \"I'd\nlike to beat the shit out of him, is what I'd like to do. He's always bullying\neveryone.\"\n                I was\nstruck with an idea. It wasn't a good idea, but then, some of the best ones weren't.\n\"Hey little bro. How would you like to dish out some of what you've been\nserved?\"\n                \"What?\"\n                I\nlightly kicked the unconscious bully. \"Him. I bet he has a nice tight little\nass.\"\n                His\neyes went wide. \"I'm not a faggot! Maybe you like that kind of stuff.\"\n                \"Shut\nup, you little jerk. That was to get even when you were being an asshole. If\nyou behave the rest of your life, then you're going to be safe.\"\n                Daryl\nwas looking at the limp form on the couch. \"What's it like?\"\n                \"It's\nsort of like a pussy, only tighter.\"\n                \"What\nif he wakes up?\"\n                \"I hope\nhe does. What fun would it be if he slept through the whole thing?\"\n                My\nlittle brother stamped his feet. \"I mean, what if he wakes up and tries to beat\nthe crap out of me whiling I'm screwing his butt?\"\n                \"That's\none of the many uses for rope!\"\n                I\ndragged him upstairs to Daryl's room and secured him to his bed, making sure to\npull his jeans off first. I have to admit, from the back, this guy made a\npretty convincing looking chick. Big white fluffy tail, nice backside. The only\nthing that spoiled was the pair of furry white balls. You couldn't have\neverything. \n                \"What\ndo I do?\" Daryl sounded both scared and excited.\n                \"Get\nyour cock out first stupid. Then put some lube on it. Then stick it in him.\nIt's not rocket science.\"\n                I was\nstruck with the thought, that like Daryl, this guy might best be kept under\nfuture control if he knew there was a video out there of a younger kid pounding\nhis ass. I got the camera and set up the tripod, while Daryl tried to work out\nthe mechanics of sex.\n                He was\npretty hesitant at first, poking around but not making any headway. I didn't\nwant to get into the frame, so I made some motions from off-screen. He finally\ngot the idea and nailed his foe's puckered bunghole. His cock went in like a\nknife through butter. He grunted in joy and pushed until he was in. He was\nreally going to be enjoying himself when he knotted up. \n                About\nthis time the bully came awake. He was groggy, so it took him a while to figure\nout what was happening. When he did, he bellowed in rage. \"What the fuck is\ngoing on?\"\n                It\nnearly scared my kid brother senseless. I reluctantly came into camera range.\n\"You fucked with the wrong person. Now you're getting your ass nailed by the\nlittle kid you were trying to hurt. How does that make you feel?\"\n                He\nstruggled against his bonds, and Daryl freaked some more. He tried to leave off\nwhat he was doing, but his knot had him trapped. His eyes were wide, but I held\nup my paw for him to chill. I said to him, \"Take your time. This fluffy piece\nof girly ass isn't going anywhere.\"\n                \"Girly\nass! I'll cut your...\"\n                I\nleaned down and slapped him. He screamed at me, so I slapped him again. All the\nwhile, my kid brother was seemingly terrified. I came around behind and pushed\nhis hips into the bully hard. Then I grabbed his tail and yanked him back hard,\nhard enough to make both of them squeal.\n                \"Now\nget moving, you little trouble maker. I don't have all day!\"\n                He\ntentatively grabbed that big fluffy tail and pulled himself into the arctic\nfox's ass a little tighter. I could see on his face that he was starting to get\ninto it. I stepped off screen, allowing him to do his thing and recording the\nwhole event for posterity.  The bully meanwhile\nwas still fighting his bonds, but I had tied them well. He wasn't going anywhere.\n                Daryl\nworked away, eventually tuning out the distraction of the ever diminishing\nyells and curses. I could see on his face he was really getting into it. His\nfoe either was giving up or tiring out. Either way, if was fun to watch. I\ndidn't know this other kid from Adam, but in this world, I was the only one who\ncould beat up on my brother. Me and no one else.\n                After a\nwhile I could tell Daryl was getting ready to blow. He was going faster and\nfaster, jerking on that tail with increasing speed. He let out a yell and went\ninto a frenzy of pumping, culminating in his body being pressed up tight against\nthe other's ass. He fell back with a tired drop, dragging his victim with him.\nHis knot might not be big, but it was big enough.\n                We had\nto wait for it to drop down enough for him to slip out. He was feeling pretty\nheady about the whole thing, though in the back of his head he was thinking\nthat he was going to pay for that little bit of fun. I knew better.\n                I\nwanted a little fun too, but I thought that playing a joke on this fluffy, cum\nfilled bully would be hilarious. I was getting undressed, out of sight, and I\ncalled to Daryl. \"He Daryl, is that all you got in you? I say you should stroke\nyour piece of meat until it gets really big!\"\n                He\nlooked at me like I was crazy before noticing my hand movements. It took him a\nmoment to catch on, but when he did, he played his roll perfectly. \"Why would I\ndo that? This guy couldn't handle me when I'm supersized.\"\n                \"Oh,\njust do it. Teach him what happens when people mess with you.\"\n                I\nclimbed up behind this guy, and since I was considering this a punishment for\nattacking my brother, I went in dry. His hole was already loosened a little,\nand there was lube and cum from Daryl, but I didn't use another drop.\n                I\ncranked in, grabbed his hips and forced myself in deeper. His head came up as I\nstrained past his sphincter, grinding myself in an inch at a time. I could\nimagine his eyes bugging out. But if Daryl could take it, so could he.  I heard him cry out and his struggling resumed\nwith increased ferocity. That made it all the more fun.\n                I\nshoved so hard his legs came off the bed. That was all it took for me to be\nsnuggly entrenched in his pretty little ass. I could feel my knot growing, and\nso could he. He started to plead, calling me Daryl. How he couldn't figure out\nthat it wasn't him is beyond me, because while I started this little charade, I\nfigured he would eventually it realize I was me.\n                I let\nhim plead away. Sadly, I had gotten to like this sort of thing, and I could see\nme keeping this guy as my bitch. Give his a dress and he wouldn't look like\nsuch a tough guy after all. I grunted as I filled his ass to the breaking\npoint. My cock was as thick as Daryl's knot, so you can imagine how much his\nrectum was straining at the load it was being force to handle. \n                I\ngrabbed his hips and went into full pile driver mode. I normally only used that\non the experienced girls from school.  It\nmade quite the impression. It did here too. He screamed so shrilly he sounded\njust like a girl. I could feel his ass trying to tighten up, but there was no room\nfor it. \n                I\nwatched with grim satisfaction as my knot bulged out his ass with each\nbackwards pull. This was even more enjoyable than doing the little trouble\nmaker himself. Since I was knotted with this guy, I knew I was going to be in\nit for the long haul, and settled in to a nice steady, if vigorous routine. \n                I soon\nhad the bed rocking and swaying. I thought to myself how great this was,\nbecause I didn't need a condom because guys couldn't get pregnant. There was also\nthe fact that an ass was almost always going to be tighter than a pussy. And my\nknot make slipping out impossible. Find me a better combination than that.\n                I\nscrewed him until he was begging for me to stop. There was no longer any\ncursing, just tears and pleading. The problem was, I really couldn't if I\nwanted to. Until I spilled my balls, I was going to remain in a knot, and that\nmeant mom would get home before we were ever untied.  That would be hard to explain. So I put aside\nwhat little sympathy I had for this guy and went for it.\n                I boned\nhim hard, slamming him back and forth like a rag doll. His head went limp, and\nI didn't know if he had given up or if he had passed out. I sadly didn't care\nat that moment. I went on and on, feeling his slippery tissues enfolding and engulfing\nmy cock with each pass. After a while, the feeling got to be too much and I\nknew it was time to explode.\n                I drove\nit in and held it tight as the fluids sprayed into his ass, mixing with my\nlittle bros. This guy's lesson was now a family affair. As it turned out, this\nevent was a turning point. Daryl realized that I wasn't against him, but I also\nwasn't against using extreme measure. I would even use them on outside forces\nwhen necessary.\n                When my\nknot decreased in size enough to allow me to pull out, I did. Daryl the little\nhorny shit, was right there waiting for another turn. I warned him it wasn't\ngoing to be as tight as the first time. He didn't seem to care. Now that he had\nhis courage, he went into that ass with a passion. The bully was awake again,\nand whimpering like the coward he was. I almost...almost felt sorry for him. \n                We let\nhim go of course. What else were we going to do, kidnap him permanently? But I\nplayed a little of the video for him, and warned him to leave my brother alone.\nThe alternative was me releasing parts of the video showing him being boned in\nthe ass by a kid younger than him. It would take some artful editing, but I\ncould do it so that Daryl didn't show up.\n                Mom\ncame home later, and the two of us were on the couch playing video games. She\ngave us a smile and asked how our day had been. Daryl piped up first. \n\"Great! Daryl showed me how to\nstand up to bullies!\"\n                \"That's\ngreat honey. It's good to see you two getting along!\"\n                I just\nsmiled and patted the kid on the head. He wasn't bad, he was my brother.\n                I was\nthankful to have a TV in my room, and later that night, I replayed the video\nwith the sound off. It wasn't nearly as much fun, but the sounds were fresh in my\nmemory. I had insinuated to the guy that if I ever caught wind of him pestering\nanyone else, I might have to look him up. The look on his face was pure terror.\nI guess it made me a bad person now that I was envisioning that look, all the\nwhile stroking my cock to life. It was going to be a lotion and sock night\ntonight!"}