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A low pervasive rumble droned on in the background, occasionally punctuated by a metallic clack. Lost in thought, a male skunk gazed out the window, watching the vibrant greens of new growth pass by through the train window. Jasper inhaled slowly holding the breath for a moment before exhaling, fogging the window slightly before it cleared up. The beauty of spring growth was lost on him. For all that he was technically an adult attending college away from home at the ripe age of 18, he was closer to his teens than a mature adult, and woe betide anyone who dared mention it. A paw idly brushed the black and white tuft of hair out of a pair of deep green eyes as he stared. The typical skunk black and white pattern was clear in his medium-length hair, and the soft fur running down his back continued the dual white-striped pattern, though it was covered with a green t-shirt. A huge, bushy tail haphazardly jutted out from his side, the base peeking out from a pair of black jeans. His legs arced over the supposed leg space, leading to his bare footpaws resting on the vacant seat across from him.

The thought running through his young mind at the moment was his destination. Home. The last place he wanted to be on Spring Break. Sighing, finally bored of staring at the countryside, he turned his attention to his large backpack, sitting in the seat beside him to discourage any company. The bag had enough necessities to last him the nine days he'd be home; the entirety of his vacation from college. Restlessly he fumbled his earbuds out, plugged them into his phone and played some music. Anything to drown out that constant rumbling. Closing his eyes and losing himself in the music for a time, he was startled out of his reverie by his ringtone blaring in his ears, interrupting his music. Jumping in his seat with a muttered curse, his eyes snapped open to look at his phone. It was his mother. No choice but to answer it.

"Yeah?" he answered in a sullen voice. With a long-suffering sigh, his mother cut to the chase, and he could hear the sound of frantic shuffling going on in the background.

"Don't take that tone with me Jasper. We're paying for your school, so don't tell me you can't take one week off to babysit your brother while we're on vacation. You know it's been years since your father and I have taken a vacation together. Now. Our flight got cancelled, so we had to rebook and we're leaving right now instead of tomorrow morning. You'll have to find a way home, call a taxi or something. I'm leaving $40 on top of the fridge to take care of it. Your train gets in at 7:00, right? The ride to the house is what, 10 minutes? So you should be here in an hour? We're starting a movie now so Theo will be fine until you get here, and don't worry he already had dinner. Gotta run, got all that sweetie?" She rambled off the entire speech, completely ignoring his every attempt to say anything, all while apparently doing some last minute packing and handling his 11 year old brother, Theodore. Jasper, or Jaz to his friends, could hear his brother's piping voice asking about him in the background, and their mother's distracted efforts to answer the boy.

"Sure thing Mom." was about all he could manage when she finally paused and let him speak. Decency compelled him to add "Have a nice trip..."

"We will hun, see you when we get back!" She chirped in response, then hung up. The skunk looked around in dismay, as if looking for an observer to verify that the conversation had indeed taken place. Resigning himself to his week in exile, he put his music back on, and settled in for the remainder of his train ride.

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Two and a half hours later found a disgruntled, soggy, exhausted Jaz grappling with his backpack, trying to find his set of keys to his parents' house. There had been some delay, the nature of which he had missed due to his music, forcing the passengers to wait 25 minutes to disembark. Once he finally made it off the train, he'd called a taxi, and then been promptly kicked out of the station when it closed, forcing him to wait another 15 minutes in the pouring rain. He finally found where he'd angrily stuffed the keys when he had packed, and just as angrily tore them out of the bag before unlocking the door and stepping inside. He didn't even have time to think about what to do next when he heard a high pitched voice practically screech his name.

"JAZ!" his brother shouted from the living room, and the older skunk heard the sound of footpaws scrambling. Oh no. He had just enough time to brace himself before a 4 foot tall black and white blur slammed into his sodden form, knocking the wind from him. His brother's arms wrapped around him, squeezing tight, and getting the smaller skunk wet instantly before Theo turned his head up, a grin spreading his face as he squeaked "HI!" Letting out a long suffering sigh, Jaz slowly brought a paw up to ruffle his younger brother's hair.

"Hey Theo." he said, sounding exhausted enough that even a 11 year old could pick up on the warning sign. The little skunk's excited expression slowly turned to an open-eyed, concerned stare. "Listen little buddy, can you grab me a couple of towels?" he asked quietly, his dignity refusing to allow him to shake off like some sort of dog.

"Okay!" the little skunk said, still full of boundless energy, then turned and trotted out of sight, bushy black and white tail bouncing along behind him. Jaz heaved a sigh, then flicked the light on. He wondered why his parents had left the lights off, but then realized that it would have been light out when he arrived, if he'd arrived on time. Thankfully he didn't have to wait long before Theo returned carrying two huge towels with his arms underneath them to hold the weight of all the fabric. The comically serious look on the little boy's face drew a short laugh from the older skunk, and took his mind off of his sodden misery.

"Thanks Theo." he said, his normal soft-spoken tone returning. He took one and started to dry off. "I've gotta get these wet clothes off," he began, and looking down at the smaller skunk he continued "And as for you, you got your shirt all wet when you hugged me, little monster. Go dry off, and change into your PJs, okay?" Theo looked up at his brother and make a little face at the nickname that he was none too fond of, but nodded and did as he was told, disappearing down the hall again. Once the younger skunk was out of the way, Jaz simply stripped in place, giving himself a quick towel dry, which made his fur abominably frizzy, but he was in no mood to properly clean it since he was starving. Once he was reasonably dry he pulled out a pair of casual clothes; a ratty t-shirt and a baggy pair of plaid pajama pants and quickly pulled them on, not bothering with a new pair of boxers. He had just finished tugging them on when Theo peered around the corner of the hall.

"Jaz?" his voice came, making the older skunk look up. "Can I keep watching TV now?" he asked, sounding hopeful.

"Sure, I'm going to find some food, so you sit still and don't make trouble." He replied.

"What's for dinner?" the little skunk asked with all the artless innocence of youth. He came around the corner, his tail pulled around front, paws fiddling with it.

"You already ate buddy, don't try that." Jaz said, giving him a firm look.

"But I'm hungry." he whined turning up pleading eyes to his older brother.

Seeing himself doing the same thing a decade ago, he gave in. It was Mom and Dad's job to parent him. He could spoil the kid if he wanted. "Alright alright. I don't feel like cooking, so I'm getting us pizza." He immediately regretted the decision, wincing and using his paws to cover his ears as his brother squealed in excitement. "Ack, keep it down Theo!" he said, forcing a small smile to take the bite out of the command. Looking contrite, the little skunk practically hopped in place. Not that Jaz could blame him; he remembered how strict their parents were about junk food. He waved to the living room with a shooing gesture. "Go watch your show and I'll order us some dinner."

A few minutes later he walked into the living room and dropped into an armchair, leaning back and enjoying a comfortable seat, unlike the hard train seat he'd been in all day. Two couches and the armchair loosely boxed in a heavy coffee table in the middle of the carpeted room, the open side stretching out across the room to the large TV mounted on the wall. The room was large, and tended to be a bit dim in the evenings, since there was no overhead light. A few small lamps were scattered around the room to keep it from becoming a cave, not that any of them were turned on. Theo was on the largest couch, which directly faced the TV, enraptured by the show; something animated, with lots of action. He wished for a bit of that single-mindedness himself; his stomach rumbled loudly, demanding food, which made the little skunk look at him and giggle. Jaz grunted a bit sourly and grabbed one of the chair pillows and tossed it at his brother. "Hey, don't laugh at me, or I won't feed you tomorrow, see how you like it!" he threatened playfully. Taking away TV or video games was one thing but to a growing boy, threatening his food supply was serious.

"I'll be good!" came the reply instantly, the skunk looking scared.

"You'd better be!" he said, with mock seriousness, laughing at the boy's reaction. "Just don't bug me until we've eaten." His brother nodded vigorously then turned his attention back to the TV. Jaz amused himself on his phone, catching up on his social media to pass the time, but he hopped out of his chair instantly when he heard the doorbell. Tossing his phone into the chair, he got up, took a step towards the door, then stopped, turning to Theo, who was already half way across the living room. "Hold up!" he said, bringing the boy up short. "Go, sit. I'll bring dinner out, okay?" With a pout, the boy did as he was told. Jaz almost scurried to the front door himself, as eager as Theo had been earlier, though he wasn't about to hug the delivery boy. Well, maybe if he was cute. Shaking his head to distract himself from that line of thought, he grabbed the cash his Mom had left on the fridge and went to the door. His amorous worries were unfounded, as he found a middle aged canid when he opened the door, holding the two pizzas and a bottle of pop. Jaz practically assaulted the man in his haste to exchange money for food, and sent the guy off with tip that was probably way too large, but the skunk couldn't care less at the moment.

Quickly throwing a few slices onto some plates, he grabbed two cups and took the bottle with him to the living room. Setting them on the coffee table, to Theo's wide, excited eyes he said "Alright, dig in bud." and sat back in his chair, which turned out to be a waste of time since he devoured his two pieces almost immediately and had to get up again moments later. Even a hungry boy couldn't match his pace, so he grabbed some more for himself and returned to the dark living room. He finished his second helping just as Theo finished his first and they both went for the pop at the same time. "Ah ah ah." he said in warning. "I'll pour this, okay?" and the younger skunk just nodded. Jaz smiled to himself at the power you could win with a kid just by bribing him. Thank god he wasn't likely to have kids himself; he realized he'd be a terrible parent. He smiled at Theo; his brother was his ultimately his parent's problem, and if he picked up some bad habits, well, served them right for ruining his Spring Break. Quickly pouring out drinks for the both of them, he nodded to his brother sharply. "Move over squirt, I get the big couch!"

"Aww, Jaz!" his brother whined. "Can I sit on the edge?" he asked, scooting over to the far edge, making himself as small as possible.

"Yeah, that's fine." the older skunk said generously after a moment's thought, then laid down and claimed the comfortable rest, grabbing the blanket from the back and draping it over himself. "Now, let's watch a movie, sound good?" he asked as he grabbed the remote, starting to browse the on demand movies. He found one of the recent live-action superhero movies and figured it was a good choice that would interest both of them. "How about this one?" it was a movie based on Norse mythology, set in modern day with a bit of romance, some dramatic tension, the works. It looked like it had some cool special effects though, and the lead male looked pretty hot, which won Jaz over.

"That looks AWESOME." was Theo's response to the suggestion, which settled it. Jaz relented a bit since Theo had been surprisingly good so far, saying gruffly "Alright, you can lay down and get under the blanket at your end of the couch." as he started the movie up. Looking more like a squirrel than a skunk, Theo buried himself in the blanket at his end. Already accustomed to the warmth under the blanket, the rush of air made the older skunk squirm. "Aaaah, just get under here quickly" he practically yelped. His little brother squirmed into place a moment later, his smaller legs taking up the space between his own.

Even the hot lead and the awesome special effects couldn't keep the exhausted skunk awake, and Jaz passed out before he was even a third of the way into the movie. He came back to consciousness feeling something on his stomach, holding him down. Slowly blinking himself more awake, he looked at the blank TV and slowly remembered where he was. Guessing that the movie must be over, he tried to turn and felt something stir ontop of him. Looking down at his torso, he found Theo semi-curled up between his legs, head on a pillow that the little skunk had put on Jaz's torso. He must have passed out during the movie, and he'd ended up snuggling into Jaz. The older skunk smiled down at the sleepy black and white ball of fluff finding the image rather heartwarming. He didn't want Theo to freeze overnight however, so he gently nudged the boy. "Theo, come on bud, wake up." It was hard to see in the dark but he saw the ball stir, and let out a yawn.

"Jaz?" came the sleepy reply. "I'm tired."

"Then get up and go to bed." he said, yawning himself in response.

"I dun wanna." came the half-asleep, pouty reply. "Can I sleep here?" he asked.

Jaz opened his muzzle to reply, then paused. He didn't really want to get up, put a sleepy skunk to bed, then go and crawl into the guest room which probably wasn't even ready yet.

"Alright, get up and get under the blanket at least." he said. After no small amount of squirming, he ended up on his back, his little brother dozing on his chest, with the blanket draped over the two of them. Falling back asleep almost as quickly as the little one, he felt a strangely heavy weight on his thigh. He vaguely wondered if the little skunk was getting a gut or something, because it almost felt like that was the right area. Except that wasn't quite right, the substantial weight was coming from somewhere a bit lower. Idle curiosity about the matter was the last thing that passed through his mind before he lapsed back into sleep.

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Sunlight filtered through the blinds the next morning, and a particularly bright ray of light had just found Jaz's eyelid. His body twitched a few times, trying to roll over, but with a growing 11 year old on his chest, he couldn't move. By then it had gotten bright enough that waking up was inevitable. With a lazy yawn and a stretch, he looked down to see Theo still laying atop him and completely unconscious. He smiled at the sight until the little guy stirred, and the pressure made him realize that his bladder was achingly full. He didn't want to wake the poor kid up, so he carefully shifted around, gently letting the boy slide down off of him and back into the depths of the couch, then bolted to the bathroom. After struggling with his morning wood he eventually managed to relieve himself, the powerful stream sounding like a waterfall. The relief from the pressure on his bladder was so pleasurable that a powerful shiver ran through him, seriously threatening his aim. He flushed slightly as he shook off the last few drops, remaining hard for a different reason now. He decided that since he needed a shower anyway, he'd relieve that itch at the same time. Tilting his head down, he looked at the throbbing length with some pride. The black, but otherwise humanoid shaft was thick and heavy, sticking straight out from his body and reached its full length at just over 7 inches, with enough foreskin to roll over the head of his shaft. The skunk let his pants fall to the floor, stepping out of them and quickly pulling his shirt over his head, tossing it aside with little care. He pulled open the frosted glass door and turned on the water, making sure it was nice and warm before he stepped in and turned the actual shower on, making water cascade down. The cool water left in the pipes made him shiver before the fresh hot water started spilling out, soaking into his fur. Still tired, he let out a languorous yawn and let the heat soak into his neck and shoulders for a long few moments before he even considered washing up. The draw of the shower even managed to override his arousal, and his member started to soften as he stood in the hot steam. Lost in a world of contemplation, the knock on the bathroom door startled him into letting out a yelp. "Th, Theo?" he managed after recovering from the surprise; he hadn't expected the little guy to get up yet.

"Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaz" came the drawn out, whining reply. "I have to peeeeeeeeee." The older skunk frowned. He was already in the shower, and his fur was completely soaked. It would take forever to dry off and then he would have to do it all over again since he hadn't even washed yet. Damn his parents and their one bathroom house.

"Just come in Theo. I'm in the shower and you can come pee, okay?" He called out after a moment's thought. His brother could come in, do his business and then get out until he finished his shower.

"B, but you're in there!" came the high pitched reply.

"I know that little buddy, but I'm not getting out and then back in just so you can pee. The door's closed, and I promise I won't look, okay?" he said, trying to sound reasonable. He understood the little guy being shy, but he desperately wanted to avoid getting out of the shower.

"...Fine." came the reply. "But you hafta PROMISE not to look!" his brother continued, sounding oddly firm.

"I promise buddy. Come and get this over with so I can finish my shower!" Jaz called out, almost as eager to have this over with as Theo. He heard the door open and let out a sigh of relief that he didn't have to get out of the shower. Closing his eyes again he stood in the hot spray and started to relax again. Over the sound of water he could just barely hear his brother's shy pawsteps, and he nodded slightly to himself approvingly.

The older skunk's eyes snapped open when he heard oddly loud splash of fluid on water. He stood, head tilted to one side as he considered the sound for a moment. The shower was interfering with his hearing of course, but that was even louder than he had been when he relieved himself, and he knew he had a powerful stream. Ignoring his promise, he turned and looked through the frosted glass, seeing the short silhouette of his younger brother. Now he was really confused; he knew where the toilet was in room, why was his brother standing so far away? He was at least a foot and a half back. Thinking back to being that age himself, he remembered certain games he'd play with the other boys, getting in literal pissing contests, and he wondered if Theo was doing the same thing...maybe practicing? But something didn't add up. His curiosity fully piqued now, the skunk moved carefully, and when there was no reaction from Theo, he crept to the side of the shower that was farthest from the toilet and carefully slid the door open, peering out.

The older skunk's jaw dropped in shock, and his mind blanked, staring for a long moment as his brother's back, and the massive hose the little skunk was holding with both paws, as a golden stream of urine sprayed out, churning the water violently. Jaz watched in awe as his tiny, bouncy, energetic little brother pissed, with both a cock and a stream that would put a goddamn racehorse to shame. The soft length was massive, easily over a foot. The cub stood awkwardly hunched forward, supporting the length with both of his paws. No wonder he'd been standing so far away, his dick reached just fine, even from where the boy stood. Some small part of his mind was thankful that shock kept him from saying anything; he didn't want to think about cleaning up if he startled the boy. Instead, he just stared as his brother finished relieving himself, the little skunk's head lifted slightly, and Jaz could just barely see from his angle that Theo's tongue was hanging out as well in an expression of pleasure. So he liked pissing too? The older skunk flushed, and looked down, realizing that his erection was back in full force, standing heavily away from his body and even dripping pre. He squirmed, thinking about why he was this hard. It was his kid brother!

"JAZ!" the little skunk screeched, realizing that his brother was watching him from the shower. The smaller skunk looked at his older brother with eyes wide open in horror. Jaz hadn't even realized that Theo had finished; he was so lost in thought. Shaking his head to bring himself to his senses at the screech, he looked at Theo and saw the horror on the boy's face. Before he could say anything, the little skunk bolted to the corner of the bathroom, and curled up in a ball, trembling.

Feeling terrible, Jaz stepped out of the water and shook his fur. Forget his sensibilities, he'd look like a damned dog if he had to; Theo was seriously upset. Stepping out, only slightly less wet he wrapped a towel around himself and stepped out of the shower, kneeling beside his brother. "Hey Theo, I'm sorry I peeked, what's the matter?" he asked and tentatively reached out, resting a paw on the boy's shoulder. The little skunk shook his head violently.

"I'm a FREAK!" he howled, then burst into tears, sobbing as he wrapped his paws around his knees, hiding himself in the corner.

The older skunk's heart broke hearing those words, and he lifted his paw to start petting his little brother, running his paw down the boy's head in slow, comforting strokes. He knew from past experience that this was particularly effective at calming him down.

"No, you're not Theo." he said softly. After a long moment with no response, the older skunk gently reached out and tugged, trying to turn the little skunk around to face him. With no active resistance, he pulled, swinging the boy's legs around to face him. With a frown, he wormed his paw in, under the boy's arms and found his chin. Gently, but firmly, he lifted, turning the boy's head out of the shelter of his arms to look at his older brother. A tear-streaked face met his eyes, eventually. Trying to put all of his love into his expression, Jaz said softly. "You're not a freak Theo. Come here. You're my brother and I love you. Give me a hug?" he said, opening his arms. With a sniffling nod, the little skunk almost threw himself at his brother, wrapping his surprisingly strong arms around the older skunk. The force knocked them over, and he found himself on his back, with his little brother clinging to his sodden chest fur. He rested a paw on the little skunk's head, rubbing gently, as he laid his other arm across Theo's back, pulling close.

"Y, you don't think I'm a freak?" came the murmured question, the little skunk burying his muzzle in Jaz's chest fur. The older skunk realized that his brother had been holding this in for a long time, and obviously had some serious body image issues. He realized that the first thing he had to do was reassure the poor boy.

"Of course not. You're my little brother, and even though you're a little monster sometimes, I'll always love ya Theo." he said, trying to sound cheerful. It seemed he was right; he saw the little skunk tilt his head, until his eyes were just barely visible. To reaffirm his point, the older skunk rubbed his brother's back, gently and smiled at him.

"Even though I'm a freak?" came the quiet voice, barely audible over the running water.

"Hey." the older skunk replied, making his voice firm. "You aren't a freak Theo."

"But my...thing is so....I hate it!" he squealed, burying his nose in Jaz's chest again. Despite the gravity of the situation, that act made the older skunk's heart thump in his chest; it was oddly adorable.

"We can't help what happens to our bodies. You know what puberty is, right? You're getting to the age where your body is starting to turn into an adult. Just, part of you did all of its growing at once." He knew about hypers from sex ed in high school, he just never figured he'd meet one what with how rare the condition was...or that it would be his little brother. He didn't even realize that the hyper gene ran in his family. Theo hadn't had any of those lessons yet, and his parents had clearly not told him much, so Jaz had some teaching to do.

Suddenly, all of Theo's mannerisms over last night clicked into place. His brother hadn't been absentminded or distracted, he had actually been very clever; keeping his huge tail pulled in front of himself, or a pillow in his lap, and sitting around in the dark had hidden his size from his brother for one evening at least. "There's nothing wrong with you, okay?" He said, and made a significant pause, waiting until the little skunk lifted his eyes again. "You know how you have blue eyes, even though Dad's are brown and Mom and I have green eyes?" He waited for another nod. "It's like that. They'll tell you about this in school, but what's happening with your...thing..." he stumbled over the word "is the same thing. It's just something that got passed down to you from mom and dad."

"Really?" came the quiet reply, no longer sounding entirely sad, more curious now. With a soft sigh of relief, Jaz continued.

"Yup! What you have is just a bit less common..." he paused, "well, much less common. So you're really actually pretty lucky you know." A frown crossed the little face, but he lifted away from Jaz's chest, which the older skunk counted as a victory.

"But all the other kids make fun of me..." the little skunk said plaintively. Jaz nodded.

"I just bet they do. Don't worry though Theo, they don't understand. They're just making fun because you're different from them. In a few years well...they'll be jealous." The little blue eyes opened wide and looked at him, not entirely believing.

"Jealous?" the little skunk asked, a world of questions loaded into one word. Jaz took a deep breath, wondering how far he should go, but no one else would tell his brother the truth. He suspected that his parents had done this purposefully, so he had to do his best.

"Yeah." the older skunk said, flushing a bit, as he thought about the implications of the territory he was getting into now. "Some guys...err people I mean like...ah..." taking a deep breath, he decided to keep it simple. "Some people like playing with really big things like yours." Somehow, the little skunk managed to open his eyes even wider.

"Do you mean um...s...sex?" the little skunk asked, blushing brightly at the forbidden territory.

"Yes, sex." Jaz confirmed. "I'm not going to get into the details...but you can ask M..." he stumbled over the word 'Mom,' thinking of the mess that his parents had made of the situation so far. Clearly, they didn't want to deal with his brother's situation, so they couldn't be trusted. With a grunt, he continued "Nevermind. Just...when you have any questions about what's going on with your penis," he said, trying to keep this educational "you can ask me, okay?"

Theo had started to squirm at the nature of the discussion, which resulted in his heavy shaft rubbing against his older brother's thigh. Jaz's erection, which had softened due to the emotional turmoil, started to return, throbbing to life and pressing into his brother's pelvis. Jaz felt his heart pounding, hating himself for reacting this way to his own brother, but he couldn't stop it. He desperately prayed that his brother would be too distracted to notice.

"J, Jaz?" came a soft voice from his chest. "Is that your...thing...penis poking me?" The older skunk closed his eyes and swore silently.

"Mrf." came the strangled attempt at speech. "Urgh. Yes, that is my penis, sorry." he said "Just ignore it." He took a deep breath, hoping that would be the end of it.

"Jaz?"

"Yeah."

"Mine is starting to do that too...." Jaz closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. He tried to think of anything that would kill his boner, but with the weight of that massive hose of a cock laying on his thigh, it was impossible. And now he could feel the throbbing of his brother getting hard too. Giving up, he tried to keep it educational.

"Has it done that before?" he asked.

"Yeah." came the reply, with a little nod.

"Well, that happens sometimes, especially around your age. Most guys wake up with it hard...that's called an erection. It also happens when you're...excited."

Theo tilted his head at this. "Excited? But, it doesn't happen when I'm excited."

"I mean...excited for sex, or thinking about sex." He said, stumbling over the word as his imagination ran wild with images of Theo and him together. After forcing his mind to focus, he realized that this was inevitable going to lead to-

"So...are you excited?" the younger skunk asked enthusiastically as he started to make the connections and understand what his brother was teaching him.

After a long pause, Jaz reluctantly nodded, and simply said. "Yes." trying to distract the boy, he decided a change in setting was in order. "Listen, I need to finish my shower now, can you go watch TV until I'm done, then we can keep talking?"

Theo simply nodded, which Jaz was eternally grateful for, and then stood up. The older skunk hadn't considered the effect that would have, as Theo's shaft was still hanging out of his PJ pants. Half hard it was definitely over a foot long, and angled sharply away from the floor, pointing directly at Jaz's face. Inches away from his brother's shaft, the heavy black cock dominated his view, and even worse for him, he found that his brother had also developed his musk early. The rich, heavy scent hit the skunk hard, making his head roll back and hit the floor and his own cock throb, squirting pre into the towel.

Concerned, Theo leaned down, asking "Jaz? Are you okay?"

The older skunk took a deep breath which was a mistake as more of the powerful scent filled his nose making him moan softly before he could stop it. Cutting off any questions about what that noise was, Jaz inhaled through his mouth and spoke quickly. "Theo...can you get dressed please? I want to finish my shower, then we'll talk, okay?" His brother nodded and stepped back, pulling his PJ pants down to his ankles, then pressing his shaft against his leg, before awkwardly pulling them back up. Jaz watched the display, fascinated and painfully aroused. He barely managed to keep from moaning, but he couldn't stop the rest of his body's reaction as a wet spot formed on his towel. Theo quietly left the bathroom, and closed the door behind him. Jaz leapt up, letting his towel fall to the floor, his cock harder than he'd ever felt before, almost constantly welling up precum. He looked down at himself in dismay. He couldn't be thinking like this about his brother. The skunk knew he would have to take care of his pent up arousal. That was all it was, he told himself; being pent up. He would have a clear head once he jerked off. With that in mind, he turned the water up, making it loud as possible then climbed into the shower again.

Standing out of the water, Jaz reached down and wrapped a paw around his achingly hard shaft, even this stimulation enough to draw a moan from him. He was torn between wanting to stroke his shaft until he came, and drawing it out sensuously. However, with his little brother waiting... his shaft throbbed at the thought of his brother's massive cock. He would make this quick. Tugging down on the shaft made his skin pull back, fully revealing the head of his cock, already smooth and glossy with smeared precum. The feeling of his tight skin sliding over his head drew another moan from the skunk and he leaned back against the shower wall for support. He gave a few short strokes and already felt himself coming close to his peak. Letting his eyes close, he replayed that scene over and over, with Theo standing up and revealing the monster shaft, hanging half hard from his boyish frame. He reached down and rubbed his balls, hanging in their velvety smooth furred sack, then brought that paw up to his face inhaling deeply of his own musk. As a skunk, it was thick and rich, and with how horny he was he could almost taste his own need. Unsurprisingly, it reminded him strongly of his brief experience with his brother's scent. A small tremor ran through him and he gasped softly in pleasure as a small jet of pre squirted out of his shaft, getting lost in the shower. Thoughts and images ran through his head as he continued to stroke, his head tilted back and soft moans escaping his muzzle, muffled by the pouring water. Each pump of his paw up and down the shaft brought him closer to the edge, and soon he was nearly there, his mind running faster and faster. The last thing he saw in his mind's eye before his orgasm hit was Theo holding that huge cock in his paws, pissing a torrent. With a wordless cry he came, his cock throbbing in the most powerful orgasm he'd ever felt. As the first shot of cum welled up inside him, he looked down and watched through half-lidded eyes. That shot was larger than most of his entire orgasms, sending a thick stream of cum arcing across the shower to splatter against the far wall. Instead of fading after his usual peak the pleasure rushing through him got more and more intense, making the skunk close his eyes. Panting as his paw stroked, he milked shot after shot from his rock hard cock. Finally, half a dozen shots later he finally finished, feeling weak and almost falling into the tub. With rubbery legs, he barely managed to catch himself and sit in the bottom of the tub with the shower pouring over him.

Completely drained, Jaz laid back and enjoyed the feeling of the hot water hitting his legs for a few moments. Now that he was finished jerking off, guilt crept into his mind about even fantasizing about his brother. He tried to distract himself and focused on washing and grooming himself. He stood up lazily and washed up quickly but with care; shampooing and conditioning his fur thoroughly after the weather beating it had taken previously. He knew he was an attractive figure, and took pains to keep his fur clean and luxurious. Once satisfied with his grooming he turned the water off, then quickly turned his head toward the bathroom door, his ears twitching. That was definitely the sound of little paws scrambling away from the bathroom door. He had a feeling he'd have to continue his impromptu sex ed class in a lot more explicit detail sooner rather than later. Fuck.