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To The Victor... By Green A Commission for BlazingFoxSpirit

The doors to the locker room burst open with the force of a battering ram as twenty-three large men charged in, laughing and cheering and carrying on, and as the thick doors parted to let them pass, they also let in the sound of thousands of cheering fans, and the various noisemakers they still carried. Clad in heavyset protective equipment and extremely sweaty jerseys, the hockey players carried a delight that belied how tired each of them had been mere hours earlier. Their eyes shone with delirious happiness, and as they settled in at their lockers, the players were slapping each other on the back, cracking jokes, and generally making it very clear that there was going to be a rather large party somewhere in Seattle that night. The team was the NHL's resident underdogs, the Seattle Yetis, who had been moved from their failing foundations in Whitehorse, up north in the Yukon, halfway across the continent, where a public poll had determined that they would keep their original name, despite how out-of-place an abominable snowman would be in their town. And now, against all odds, the Yetis had managed to win their first Stanley Cup in seven years, defeating the Niagara Falls Dragons in a long, drawn-out duel that had only been ended at the eleventh hour by the player who was currently getting the most pats on the back, twenty-year-old rookie Jacob Lane. The German shepherd had scored a surprise goal just before the buzzer had sent them into overtime, and the team was acting like he'd saved the world.

Once the Yetis got their protective gear off, the media were allowed inside for their obligatory chance to pester the winners, and Jacob was a little flustered at all the attention, but he didn't make any especially embarrassing slip-ups, and he thought he handled himself fairly well. Still, he was immensely relieved when they pulled their mics back and filed out of the locker room. Reaching inside his locker, the very first thing the dog did was check his text messages. He may have just become a local hero, but he was still a young man, after all. There were quite a few from his friends congratulating him on the winning goal and promising to buy him a beer (enough that he'd probably get alcohol poisoning if he cashed in all those promises at once), but his ear flicked to the side in curiosity as he took in the most recent one, sent just minutes ago. Congratulations, Jake, well done. Wait in the locker room for a bit, I've got a reward for you, a very special present I've been saving for a long, long time. The shepherd was a bit perplexed by this, particularly given the sender, but he still hung around as the other guys put their stuff away and headed off to the adjoining shower room, where they'd left their civilian clothes in a second, more modest set of lockers. "Hey, Lane!" called one of his teammates, an older human who'd been with the team since its days in the Yukon, "Whatcha waiting for? Come get cleaned up, there's celebrating to do!" Several of the other guys echoed this sentiment. Grinning sheepishly, Jacob waved them on. "You guys go on ahead," he said, "I've gotta meet someone first." The human and the defenseman next to him exchanged a glance so laden with implications that it made Jacob blush a little. "Whatever you say man," Jacob's teammate said, "Just don't be late to your own party!" The shepherd turned away, relieved, but lowered his ears in embarrassment as his canine hearing caught one of them gossiping to some friends as they left. "Oh, don't worry about him, boys, I think Lane might have a party of his own planned without us." Their chuckling was mercifully cut off as the door swung shut behind the last of the group leaving.

Jacob was just starting to get uncomfortable in his sweaty uniform, wishing he was under a nice, hot shower right about now, when he heard the main door swing open. Turning around, he couldn't help but smile at the sight of a shapely German shepherd girl, a few inches shorter and a couple of years younger than him, wearing a Yetis jersey that he just instinctively knew would have his name and number - 49 - on the back. "Minty!" he said, "What a pleasant surprise! I didn't know you were going to be at the game." His wagging tail backed up his claims of pleasantry, and she seemed just as happy to see him. Giggling, she looked him up and down and tilted her head to one side. "You know, you look the same as you did before," she said, playfully, lifting her hands into the air and moving them slowly apart, like she was pitching a title to a Hollywood director, "You sure don't look like 'Jacob Lane: Dragonslayer'." Jacob laughed, rubbing at the back of his neck. "Oh Jesus, girl," he said, grinning, "don't you go around saying that, the last thing I need is a stupid media nickname." Minty giggled again and stepped in to hug him, making Jacob briefly feel self-conscious about the smell of his uniform. "Too late!" she said, delightedly, "I got that from one of the sportscaster yobs that was talking to a camera about you in the halls. Thought about walking up behind him and yelling 'fuck him right in the ass', you know, sort of a reversal-of-expectations thing, but I was worried it would sound like I was talking about you."

As the dogs chuckled together, Minty stepped back, her own tail starting to wag, and Jacob looked her up and down. "I didn't know you had one of our jerseys, did the team give that to you?" he asked, "You know, I think number 49 actually looks better on you than me. I mean, it would, you've always had the looks going for you... uhh, sorry if that sounded weird, still got kind of an adrenaline buzz." She smirked at that and winked. "Fortunately, you're cute when you blush," she replied, "And thank you for the compliment. But I'm sure you're not here for smalltalk... You want your reward, don't you?" Grinning self-consciously, the male shrugged. "You didn't have to get me anything, Mint," he said, "It's not like I was expecting something from you..." Minty looked at him slyly, reading him like a book. "But you're dying to know what it is, all the same," she said, playfully, "Am I right?" Snorting in amusement, Jacob raised his widespread hands in surrender. "Well... I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious," he admitted. Putting her hands on her hips, Minty grinned delightedly at him. "Then let's cut right to the chase!" she said, boldly, before she did something unexpected. The slender female took hold of the hem of her jersey and peeled it up and off, standing proudly before a shocked Jacob as she revealed that it had been the only thing she had on above the waist. Before he could say a word, Minty tossed the jersey to the bench next to them and stepped forward; Jacob instinctively took a step back, but found the lockers immediately at his back, and so found himself just standing there in shock as the gorgeous shepherd gently embraced him, her soft, bare breasts pressing against his chest, her muzzle moving in towards his lips. "Oh, I forgot to say the words," she whispered, almost as an afterthought, "...Congratulations, big brother." And with that, Melinda Lane leaned in and gave her stunned sibling a full, deep kiss.

His eyes widening until they threatened to pop out of his head, Jacob leaned back against the lockers as if trying to force his way through the metal doors to escape. His hands lifted in the air, but as his sister's tongue gently pushed between his lips and slipped into his mouth, every muscle in his body froze, and his hands just hovered there, twitching from the highly conflicted feelings he was experiencing, while her tongue poked and prodded at his own, which lay passively in his mouth, afraid to engage. On the one hand, a warm, soft shepherd girl with a beautiful pelt and a gorgeous face was holding herself against him, topless, and eagerly making out with him. On the other hand... he finally pulled himself together enough to gingerly grab her naked shoulders and push her away from him, so that he could spell out the 'other hand's' very valid point. "Minty! Are you crazy?!" he gasped, "You're my sister!" And she was indeed! As he stared at her face (and only her face), Jacob was overwhelmed with a flood of memories, as if his subconscious mind wanted to make sure he felt as guilty as possible. Melinda Lane, two years his junior, had looked up to her big brother all her life, even during those times in his own childhood when he selfishly considered himself too cool to hang out with his little sister and had hurt her feelings. He was the one who'd given her her nickname, after all. Melinda had come home from preschool with a pout on her face because the other girls had called her 'Mindy', which was the name of the leader of the mean girls on campus from her favourite cartoon. Jacob, who just that afternoon had been introduced to a certain green variety of ice cream, suggested she could call herself 'Minty' instead, and the name had stuck, much to her delight. He wasn't older enough that he'd helped her with her homework or given her life advice, but they'd always been fairly close... though not this close, not by far!

Giggling, Minty positively beamed at him as the stubborn grip of her arms around his back refused to yield, leaving their warm bodies pressed together. Then again, Jacob wasn't using all of his strength, afraid of accidentally hurting his less athletic sibling. "Dammit, sis, would you let go already?" he grumbled, blushing hard, "Okay! You win! You embarrassed the shit out of me! Now put your shirt back on before somebody sees you!" Suddenly, Minty pushed forward and licked him on the side of the muzzle, and Jacob embarrassed himself by yelping in surprise. "Would you relax, Jake?" she whispered, soothingly, "Jeez you're uptight. I thought all that stress you were under was supposed to go away after you won." Fighting to keep his ears upright, Jacob frowned and tried to look intimidating instead of embarrassed. "Minty!" he hissed, "What the hell is wrong with you? What do you want out of this? To make it impossible for me to look you in the eye ever again?" Suddenly, the shorter shepherd made her move, twisting her arms out from behind him, grabbing hold of his wrists, and pressing them against the lockers on either side of his head. Jacob was a hell of a lot stronger than she was, but he was so stunned by this reaction that he just stood there, letting her hold him against the lockers. She looked him dead in the eye, and there was more in her gaze than simple amusement. "No, big brother," she whispered, her voice low and sultry, "What I want is to kiss you again, and feel you kiss me back. I want to run my hands over your body, and feel you touching mine. I want to give you everything that I am, and take all of you in return." Leaning in so close that he could feel the breath of her words on his fur, she smiled hungrily and winked at him. "I want you, Jacob," she breathed, "and I know you want me." Swallowing, Jacob heard himself whimper before he could stop it, and his ears lowered submissively. "Oh Jesus..." he managed to whisper, his mouth aridly dry, "You - you're serious, aren't you?" Minty giggled again, that same light-hearted noise that he'd thought meant she was just teasing him, but that hunger remained in her eyes. "Of course I am," she replied, "You didn't think you could fool me forever, did you?"

Letting go of his hands, which limply fell to his sides, Minty raised her arms and wrapped them loosely around her brother's neck, smiling up at him adoringly like the girlfriend he'd never had. "I wasn't sure at first," she said, "I mean, I didn't know anything about that kind of body language, or boys, so maybe I was reading you all wrong... but it's not like it ever stopped, has it? So I kept getting more and more convinced. The way you'd compliment me on my outfits, smile when we talked together, blush if you ran into me on my way back to my room after showering... That time you whistled at me when you saw my new bathing suit was kind of a dead giveaway, and I never believed you thought I was someone else. You've been attracted to me for years, haven't you big brother?" Swallowing, Jacob averted his eyes, feeling a deep shame... and at the same time, a strange exhilaration. He'd always thought he'd take this secret to the grave, but now... "S-since I was seventeen..." he admitted, quietly, "B-but it was wrong! Perverse! I - I didn't want to be, I just couldn't help it! I -" She placed a finger over his lips and shushed him gently, and he couldn't help but look back at her. "Shhhh, it's okay, you've got nothing to be ashamed about," she said, "You just brought your team fame and fortune, remember? So your wish gets to come true, and you get to feel good about it!" His ears still down, amazed that this short, slender girl could so easily overpower him, Jacob whimpered, wanting so desperately to give in, but at the same time, feeling that denying himself this dream was The Right Thing that you always hear about in movies. "Minty, we can't..." he whispered, all the fire gone from his words, not even trying to hide the regret, "You're... I'm your brother." Minty slid her arms under his armpits and pulled him in close again, nuzzling against his cheek before she answered. God, did she smell good! Gentle and feminine, her natural scent tinged with some kind of tropical fruit thanks to the fur conditioner she'd used that day. She placed a hand on his cheek, and he felt himself tremble, reluctantly drawn to look her in the eyes again. "You just won the Stanley Cup, remember?" she asked, "So today, you're not my brother. You're the Dragonslayer. You're the local hero. And the hero always gets the fair maiden at the end of the story, right?" She began to very, very slowly move in to kiss him again, and he tensed up again, his heart beating like a jackhammer. He wanted to do the right thing... but more than that, so much more, he wanted his most forbidden dream to come true. Relaxing at last, Jacob brought his arms up and hugged her back, his hands lightly gripping the fur on her back as he closed his eyes without a word, and this time when his sister's lips pressed against his, he eagerly kissed her back.

All the stress that had ratcheted up inside the skater slowly faded away as he lost himself in the act of kissing the beautiful young woman in his arms, marvelling at how soft and gentle her tongue was, how well it slid against his own. As he held her tight against his body, he was surprised at how well they fit together physically, as if they were two puzzle pieces destined to touch... as if Jacob and Minty were meant to be doing this, even if they were brother and sister... His ears flicked distractedly as he self-consciously dismissed that last thought from his mind. He didn't want to get too carried away. One hand slid down to the small of the shepherdess' back as they kept it up, hesitating when it came into contact with the hem of Minty's skirt. He was trying to decide whether or not it would be okay to give in to temptation, or even if he should stop this kiss and just ask her, when his sister somehow picked up on his train of thought. Releasing him with one hand, Minty reached behind her, took hold of Jacob's hand, and planted it firmly on her ass. Shuddering against her, he gave it a curious little squeeze... and then moaned into the kiss as he really gave his sister's rump a spirited groping. It felt so damned good to be touching her like this... Jacob was yanked out of his dazed state when he heard the front door to the locker room swing open. The siblings broke off the kiss and looked over, alarmed, to see a member of the team's support staff standing there, still as a statue, a shocked look on his face as he took in the sight of one of their players standing there, deep in an embrace with a topless girl. After a moment, the intruder blushed hard, but smirked, raising his hands in a silent 'my bad' gesture and stepping backwards, giving the unlikely couple some privacy. Jacob's heart was still beating like a jackhammer when Minty giggled, excitement in her voice. "Jeez, maybe we should move..." she said, stating the obvious, "Maybe it's a good thing I haven't made it to most of your games, the staff doesn't know we're related." Turning back to Jacob, the short female grinned hungrily. "So, Dragonslayer, where can we go for a little privacy?" she asked, "This is a big place, there's got to be somewhere..." Jacob swallowed, part of his mind suddenly wondering if any of that saliva was Minty's, which briefly felt even more perverse than the fact that she was his sister. "You... you wanna keep going?" he asked, stupidly. She giggled and licked his chin. "Of course I do!" she replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, "I still need to give you your present!"

Still somewhat dazed by all that had happened, Jacob watched Minty retrieve her jersey and then found himself leading her to a secluded mini-gym inside the team's facilities, which was of course completely deserted the night after a big game. "Minty..." he whispered, "I... I've wanted you for so long, tried to hide it as best I could... but I never suspected that... that you might... d-do you really want me too?" As they came to a stop inside the room, Mint smiled and hugged him once more, this time just squeezing him tight, like he was an unusually large teddy bear. "Mmmm, that's nice..." she whispered, savouring the moment, before looking up and responding to his question. "You have seen yourself without a shirt on, right Jacob?" the female asked playfully, "Of course I want you!" Her hands began to trace the contours of his torso through his uniform shirt as she continued, blushing. "You're so kind, Jake, you have a habit of putting others before yourself, it's why you're such a good team player... why you're so irresistible," Minty breathed, "And your body, Jesus... I joke, but I used to love watching you work out, watching all those muscles working together... used to imagine just walking up one day and offering to give you a massage, get my hands on them for myself, see where things went from there..." Jacob swallowed a moan, shuddering at the intensity of the emotion in his sister's voice throughout that quiet statement. "God, you really mean that, don't you?" he breathed, blinking as she stepped back and reached down to her skirt, fiddling with the buttons that held it in place. "W-wait a second, sis," Jacob said, his ears lowering, "Aren't you moving, uh, a bit f-fast maybe?" Minty regarded him with a strange look, and stepped back in close and unfastened the ties on his uniform pants. "Jacob, I have had a crush on you since before I knew what a crush felt like," she said, calmly, "We've been waiting long enough."

The look in her eyes was so strong, so confident, that Jacob averted his eyes, feeling a little cowed by it, only for his gaze to accidentally fall upon her chest and belatedly realize that he could have been looking at his sister's naked breasts this entire time. He'd just been so shocked by, well, everything, that somehow the fact that she was already half-naked had been set aside while they were kissing. "You wanna look?" she asked, softly, sensually, raising her hands to cup her tits from beneath, "Go ahead and look, big brother, look all you want... just take your clothes off so I can get a nice view too. Now, I was thinking of starting things off by sitting you down on that bench there and sucking your dick. That sound good to you?" Before he could catch himself, a nervous Jacob let out a canine whine of agitation, then blushed, trying to grasp at straws to give himself more time. "But I - I'm all sweaty!" he protested, without much strength, knowing it was a feeble excuse, "Can't this wait until after I get showered and stuff? I probably reek!" Grinning, Minty walked over to him and lifted up his jersey shirt, exposing his well-defined abs, marred somewhat by the way his sweat-matted fur was pointing in every direction at the moment. To Jacob's shock, his sister leaned down, her nose coming within an inch of touching his stomach, and inhaled deeply, visibly shivering as she stood back up, a huge smile on her face. "Well then, Dragonslayer," she whispered, "It's a good thing the smell of musk is a turn-on for canids." Leaning up to his ear, she whispered her question again - 'does that sound good to you?' - before playfully nipping at the flesh on the side of his neck. Shuddering, feeling the last threads of resistance falling away, Jacob closed his eyes and moaned softly. "Oh fuck..." he whimpered, "Yes, God yes, that sounds like the best idea in the world, little sister..." It was then that Minty finally crossed a certain line, and Jacob yelped as he felt her hand press curiously against the bulge in his pants, tracing the outline of his almost-entirely-erect penis with her fingertips. "Well then," she replied, cheerily, just before their lips met once again, "I'm glad we're in agreement."

The shepherd siblings hastened to undress each other, helping unfasten and remove those pesky clothes that stood between them. Soon enough, Jacob and Minty were totally naked, their hands roaming each other's bodies, and Minty was none-too-subtly leading her brother over to the bench she'd indicated earlier. She was also avoiding touching his erection at all costs, much to the taller dog's frustration. At last, they broke off the kiss, and a trembling Jacob sat down on the bench, spreading his legs wide as Minty knelt down between his knees. She extended a trembling hand towards his rigid cock... then hesitated at the last second, her ears slowly lowering towards her scalp. "Jacob, uh, I'm not rushing you, am I?" she asked, doubt in her voice for the first time, "I mean, I'm certain I want this, but you seemed a bit, you know, unsure, so if you need more time... I just don't wanna make you do anything you don't wanna do." Jake smiled at her, reaching down to scratch playfully at her cheek. "Oh, sis, I want this more than I wanted to win on the ice today." She smiled at that, visibly relaxing, and turned her attention back to his penis. Jacob shuddered again and blushed as his sister leaned in closer and he felt her warm breath on his stiff prick. As she stared at his manhood in excitement, perhaps psyching herself up, the nervous male began to scratch at the back of his neck. "Mint? I, um, I gotta tell you the truth..." he said, somewhat reluctantly, "If we do this... it'll be the first time I've ever done anything with a girl." Minty had been reaching forward, about to dip a curious finger into her brother's sheath, but at this, she leaned back and put a hand over her mouth, shocked. "Really?" she asked, eyes wide, "Oh God, I'd... I'd hoped and dreamed about it, but I never thought... You're a hockey player, Jake, I was so sure some groupie had beaten me to the punch!" Swallowing, he lowered his ears as a sign of respect, a bit of body language that was totally different from nervousness, at least to experienced canine eyes. "Oh, there were girls that tried," he admitted, "But... I didn't want my first time to be with some fangirl who just wanted to fuck one of the Yetis... I was waiting for the right girl."

Giggling, Minty reached out and placed a hand just next to Jacob's dick, brushing his scrotum with her thumb. "I am definitely going to make you enjoy this now," she said, clearly pleased with his confession, and as she closed the fingers of her other hand around her brother's erection, she looked up at her sibling and winked. "Time to show you how well I can handle a stick!" she said. Jacob snorted in unexpected amusement even as her touch made him shudder. As she began to stroke his shaft, Minty leaned in, her nose bumping into the base of his prick in her hurry to reach the source of his musk, and as she continued slowly stroking his cock, the slender female began to breathe deep of her big brother's scent, filling her lungs with his musk, the scent of his growing arousal, and doing it so free of shame that it made Jacob's head spin. Seeing his own sister sniffing at his dick and balls, outright revelling in his masculine scent, was the single most arousing thing he'd ever experienced, and his tapered cock throbbed lightly against her soft fingers and began to leak pre-come. Trying to keep his mind from evaporating completely, Jacob grabbed onto a detail that was itching at the back of his mind and held it tight. "...Hey, Mint?" he asked, softly, "If - if you wanted t-to suck me off as my present... Ohhhh, that felt good... S-sorry, uh, if this was my present, what did you mean you'd been s-saving it for a long, long time?" He tensed up and yelped as his sister gave his shaft an experimental lick, apparently finding his taste to her liking. She licked it a few more times before she looked up and answered. "Well, that bit wasn't about the blowjob, see..." she said, shrugging, "I wasn't going to make this joke until later, but... I said we would start with a BJ. Your real present, the one I've been saving up for so long... is m-my virginity." Jacob's mouth dropped open, just for a second, and his penis throbbed hard in Minty's hand. "I, um, I've never done anything before either," she clarified, perhaps unnecessarily, "And when you got that goal tonight, it felt like the time was right..." Jacob leaned back against the wall behind him, feeling dizzy. "Ohhhh, little sister..." he whimpered, "...I love you." There were many ways the female could interpret that statement, and Jacob found it impossible to tell from the small smile on her face as she looked up at him which one she had chosen. Then, before he could even think about clarifying, Mint winked up at him and took his rigid dick into her mouth, letting his tip part her lips and slide into her muzzle inch by inch.

Jacob's entire previous experience with oral sex was watching it happen in porn videos, and he'd never seen a morphic girl do it the way Minty was doing it. They always took the whole cock into their mouths at once, wrapping their muzzles around it like they were starving for it. Even human porn stars, who didn't have the luxury of deep muzzles, tended to take the whole thing as fast as they could; he'd even come across videos, ones that didn't especially appeal to him, where the apparent draw was that the human girl was taking it so deep and so fast that she was gagging on it. Instead, Jacob's little sister was doing it the way he would imagine a more reasonable human female would; she pressed her lips against the crown of his cock, like she was giving it a kiss, and then began to push straight forward, her lips parting and spreading as her brother's dick slid past them. She kept pausing every few inches, to lick and rub her tongue against his straining flesh, bathing his skin in her saliva, and it wasn't long before a somewhat overwhelmed Jacob moaned aloud, feeling himself pulse once against her lips and tongue, knowing from the sensation that he'd just drooled a drop of pre-come... and then feeling her tongue focus on the tip of his penis, sighing happily as she did it. He had to bite his lip, hard, to contain another, more powerful moan, as his mind reeled from the idea that Minty, his beautiful, innocent little sister, had just tasted his pre... and liked it. "Ohhh..." he breathed, when he dared to unclench his teeth, "Oh, Jesus Christ, that feels so good... M-Minty... I can't believe you're doing this... I - I've had dreams where you would do this for me, but I - nngh!" His entire body tensed up as Minty suddenly pulled the hand that had been resting on his thigh over to the base of his cock, wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the narrow band of flesh below his still-dormant knot, and squeezed. This was a common technique in Jacob's self-pleasure arsenal, and that of many canine males, as it simulated the sensation of tying with a lover. The playful female's eyelids opened, and she looked up at him, her eyes clearly displaying the smile her mouth was too busy for, but didn't otherwise react. She wasn't doing much to that flesh, just holding him there, so Jacob took a few deep breaths and was able to calm down a little.

The shivering male fell silent then, aside from groans and panting, leaving his sister to her work. Minty kept it up, slowly bobbing her muzzle up and down along her brother's achingly rigid, sensitive prick, licking up the pre she earned and really taking her time. After a few minutes, she leaned back, her free hand immediately taking her mouth's place on his shaft, stroking him slowly as she looked up at him. "Big brother?" she asked, quietly, "Are - are you getting close?" Blushing, Jacob nodded. "Y-yeah, sorry..." he admitted, frowning, "is this too fast?" She smirked at him and gave his dick a squeeze. "Well, it's the longest BJ I've ever given," she said, positively, "And it's not like you shot it as soon as I touched you... but it's not like I could tell, I just wanted to ask before it was too late. Umm..." She looked away for a moment, taking a deep breath, and then smiled bashfully, her ears swivelling back. "Do... when you c-come," she started, self-consciously, "do you want to do it, um, in my mouth, or... or on my face?" Jacob's eyes widened, and a part of him wondered exactly how many times she could surprise him in a single day. "You - you'd let me shoot it on your face the very first time we ever did it?" he asked, incredulously. Letting out an adorable meep and looking away - though still grinning - Minty nodded. Thinking about it for a moment, the bigger shepherd grinned back. "Well, as nice as it would look, I'd find it hotter if you, you know, swallowed it," he said, "Not to mention that we'd have to get out of here with come in your fur." Minty looked back at him, and Jacob strongly suspected her smile was one of relief. "Anything for you, Dragonslayer," she giggled, before leaning down to nose at the base of her brother's cock again, breathing deep of his masculine scent, moving down to nuzzle against his thus-far neglected testicles, jostling his orbs in their sac as she inhaled sharply. "Ohhh, Jake," she sighed, shuddering visibly, "I've dreamed about you, too... Wanted to tell you so bad, thought it was wrong... I finally couldn't take it anymore. Let me show you how I feel about you, big brother."

Jacob yelped with pleasure as Minty followed these words up by taking him back into her mouth and, moving faster than she had before, used her lips and cheeks and tongue in tandem to make it as good for him as possible. Then, when he was already squirming and whimpering, almost as an afterthought, she raised her now-free hand and began to play with his balls, gently squeezing and massaging the sensitive organs through his fuzzy scrotum. Reaching down, the muscular shepherd put one hand on top of his sister's head, running his fingers through her hair and scratching her lightly behind the ears. The other hand was unconsciously gripping the bench so hard his knuckles had turned white. "Ohhh, Minty..." Jacob moaned, "This is so fucking g-good, I - I'm not gonna last m-much longer..." If anything, this just encouraged the eager female even more, as she began to bob along her brother's cock even faster, moaning with desire around her mouthful. Normally, Jacob closed his eyes when he was about to come, but this time, he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of the beautiful shepherdess suckling him so enthusiastically. Slowly growing tense, he moved his other hand to the bench and clasped them both over the wood like it was the only thing tethering him to the ground; he was a little afraid he'd do something stupid in the throes of orgasm, like jam her head down onto his cock or grip her hair so tight that it hurt her. Shortly thereafter, the panting male's knot began to swell up, reaching full inflation quite quickly with Minty's teasing tongue to prod it along. After that, Minty kept rhythmically squeezing against the skin at the base of her brother's cock, simulating the sensation of tying and sapping the strength of his resistance. Soon, Jacob knew all was lost, and he stopped fighting it, letting out a long, ragged moan of pleasure and surrender. "Oh, God... fffff_fuck!" he cried, despite his efforts to keep the volume down, "Minty, I - I - I'm _coming!" Hunching forward, forcing his eyes to stay open, the shepherd let out a low, prolonged groan as his orgasm overpowered him, as his prick began to throb and spasm against Minty's lips and tongue, shooting thick, ropey strands of hot come into his little sister's mouth. For her part, Minty moaned again and pulled back a little, so that just the tip was inside her mouth. Jacob had no idea why she'd do that, but she moved her hand up from his balls to frantically stroke his shaft, like she was jerking him off into her mouth, so he had no complaints. Not that he'd be able to voice them, of course, he was squirming and twitching with pleasure as bliss spread throughout his entire body, whimpering and grunting in time with his bountiful ejaculations.

When he was finally spent, Jacob gasped out loud, only then realizing that he'd been holding his breath, and slumped backwards against the wall, every muscle in his body going limp - though his penis was harder than ever, owing to his canine physiology. That wasn't going to change anytime soon, no matter how profoundly unsexy his thoughts were. And having just lived one of his most forbidden dreams and experienced what it was like to be pleasured by his little sister, there was no way he was gonna be able to keep his thoughts from being filthy. It was going to be embarrassing showing up to the after party with this red rocket making a huge bulge in his pants, but after what he'd just experienced, he didn't really care. "Ohhhh... Jesus fucking Christ..." he groaned, feeling a little dizzy, grinning to himself, "I haven't blown a load like that in years... maybe ever... Thank you so much..." Minty slowly got up, a strange look on her face, and then, blushing, she swallowed audibly. Jacob felt a shiver of residual pleasure at this, but didn't tease her about it or anything, still not sure how he was supposed to act towards her. Minty sat down on the bench next to him, and the elder shepherd reached out and put his arm on her opposite shoulder, moving slowly, not wanting to do the wrong thing, and when she didn't stop him, Jacob pulled her over until she was leaning against him. The siblings sat there in silence for a few moments, and then Minty made a move of her own, swinging her leg across him and settling down in his lap, facing him. Then she leaned forward and rested her weight against her taller, significantly larger brother, nuzzling her cheek against his well-defined pecs and trapping his after-erection between their bellies. "I love you, big brother," she whispered, embracing him and holding him tight. Jacob, who found it difficult to imagine a feeling better than holding Minty's naked body against his, craned his neck down until his nose was just off his sister's hair, and he breathed in deep of her scent, savouring it in case this moment never came again. Then, rubbing her back, he sighed contentedly, and replied. "I love you too, Minty."

The female lifted her head and looked into her brother's eyes, and Jacob became aware for the first time of something else pulsing behind that excitement and desire, something... more. Something he suspected she could see reflected in his own eyes. Before he could say a word, she leaned in and kissed him, and he allowed himself to get lost in the moment instead of dwelling on it. The kiss didn't last long, though, before Minty leaned back and smiled at him. "You're welcome," she said, "Because you said 'thank you' earlier, I mean. I'm, uh, I'm glad you enjoyed it." Reaching up and stroking her cheek, he tilted an ear quizzically. "It was great, sis, just fantastic," he said, "But, uh... Can I ask a question? How come right at the end you, uh, you know, pulled back to the tip of me and f-finished me off with your hand?" Minty's eyes widened slightly and she turned beet red more or less instantaneously. "Oh jeez..." she muttered, "You - you noticed that?" He chuckled, running his hand down her side as he replied. "Yeah, I mean I was watching you after all, why? What does it mean?" She groaned in embarrassment and gave him a half-hearted, self-conscious smile. "Well... um... when you started c-coming," she started, wringing her hands and stumbling on the most embarrassing word, "Your dick was all the way inside, except for the knot of course, and ah, when you started shooting your stuff, it hit the back of my mouth and went right down my throat, and I couldn't really feel anything except that it was really warm... So I, umm... oh God, I'll kill you if you repeat this..."

Already dying of anticipation, Jacob forced himself to stay deadpan as he wordlessly held up his hand in the 'scout's honour' gesture. Minty whimpered and covered her face even as she giggled nervously. "Oh man... I - I pulled back to the tip b-because I wanted you to shoot it onto my tongue instead... s-so I could t-taste you." If this had been a cartoon, Jacob's jaw would have dropped open and stretched down until his chin bumped into the floor with a thud. Hearing his beautiful sister admit that she wanted to taste his seed before swallowing it was indescribably erotic to him. Fortunately, in reality, the young center managed to keep things together, keep a straight face, even as Minty made a noise that was half-giggle, half-whimper, and buried her face in her hands. When he had gotten enough of a grip to speak again, Jacob shook his head, feeling a little dazed. "...Are you really my sister, or are you some kind of alien or succubus or something?" he asked, deadpan, making her laugh again. Nuzzling against him again, Minty smiled, even as she continued to blush. "Well, if I was a succubus," she replied, "What does it say that I turned into your sister to seduce you?" Leaning down and licking her cheek, he smirked and whispered in her ear, the answer coming quickly and easily. "That my little sister is the most desirable woman on the planet, obviously." The shepherdess burst out laughing as he continued to lick and nuzzle at her. "Good answer, Jake, good answer!" As they went back to kissing, Jacob was pleased to note that Minty's tail was wagging happily.

A short, extremely pleasant time later, as their tongues worked around each other's mouths, Jacob let his hand slowly trail down his sister's back, moving with deliberation, with purpose, but trying not to let it show. He lingered for a moment with his hand cupped onto one of Minty's supple buttocks, as though that had been his destination all along... and then, after peeking through one eye to make sure hers were still closed, he made his move, sliding his hand to the side and pressing his palm against her vulva. Minty pulled away from the kiss with a gasp, startled, and with a sly smile, Jacob leaned in and licked her nose. "So, my biggest fan," he said, gently rubbing her warm, wet labia, "how do you like the sound of having the favour returned?" He felt his tired cock give a throb as he practically vibrated with anticipation at the idea of burying his tongue between Minty's virgin folds. But to his surprise, just as he was toying the tip of his middle finger into the cleft between her lips, planning to start fingering her, Mint reached back and put a hand on his wrist. "Come on, Jacob," she said, "you don't need to do that. This is your present, remember? Let's just go get cleaned up instead." His ears lowering, Jacob blushed with sudden frustration. "Really?" he replied, baffled, "You don't want me to - come on, Minty! I've been in - uh, I've wanted you for years now, and this is probably my one chance to live out these fantasies! You really expect me not to want to go down on my gorgeous little sister? Hell, returning the favour is the fair thing to do!" Cocking her head to one side, the smaller shepherd grinned at him, then placed her hand over his and pushed Jacob's first two fingers inside her. Jake's eyes widened, caught off-guard by the sheer heat inside Minty's body, the way her inner walls clutched at his fingers. It really took the frown off his face, the grump out of his feelings. She sighed with pleasure, trembling against him as she squeezed down on her brother's digits, and then regarded the dazed canine calmly. "Jake, I've wanted you for years too, don't forget," she said, smiling shyly at him, an expression which seemed a little odd given that she was working his fingers back and forth inside her vagina. "Do you really think this is the only time we're ever going to be together?" the shapely female asked, giggling, "That I'd give myself to you once, and that would be it? Oh no, not if I have any say in it..." Minty pulled their fingers out of her channel, and Jacob watched passively as she brought his hand up to her muzzle, briefly taking a sniff of his fingers, which were coated in her juices - and then gently placing those same fingers in her mouth and beginning to suckle on them. Overwhelmed by this display, by the sight of the girl of his dreams sucking on his fingers, by the feeling of her soft, supple tongue running over them, licking off her own desire, Jacob subconsciously lowered his ears in a submissive stance and moaned softly out loud. Finally, when she was satisfied that no trace of her pussy remained on his fingers, she took his hand out of her mouth and laid it on his stomach, where he left it, lying limply. Bending in close, Minty whispered to him, her voice low and sensual. "Today is all about you, remember?" she asked, scratching gently under his muzzle, "It's all about me showing you how much I love you... big brother." Pausing a moment just to stare into his eyes, Minty's smile widened, and she winked. "I'm sure we'll find time to be all about me later..." the alluring female added, "say, tomorrow, at your place?" For a long moment, Jacob couldn't speak, his mouth simply too dry for it. Then he managed a quiet response. "...Jesus, Mint, that was the most persuasive argument I've ever heard in my life." The slender shepherd giggled with genuine delight and kissed him on the cheek before standing up. "It's a talent."

A few minutes later, the door to the Yetis' shower room opened a crack, and Jacob peeked inside, looking around, ears pricked up. Empty and silent. "Looks like the coast is clear," he said, over his shoulder, "I figured the other guys had had more than enough time to get out. I could get in shit for bringing you in here if we get caught, but I figure they'll give me a break after that game." Opening the door the rest of the way, he walked in, holding his younger sister's hand, the two of them still completely naked. Jacob wasn't sure what he felt more self-conscious about, his still-rigid penis or his surprisingly relaxed companion. "Okay, let's try and make this quick, in and out," he said, switching on one of the shower heads, "Nobody needs to know what we were up to. You can even come to the after party, but, uh, we'll need to, you know, act like a regular brother and sister, so no making out..." He stepped under the water as he spoke and began running his hands through his sweaty pelt, taking a moment afterwards to sigh in relief; after winning the game and this exciting new development in his relationship with Minty, he felt like a million bucks. The shepherds quickly lathered themselves up with the provided fur conditioner, and despite their nudity and Jacob's engorged state, things actually felt pretty normal as they talked about the game, about the spotless state of the showers, and Jacob telling Mint about a time when he'd tried washing himself with the regular soap provided for human players, only to find his entire pelt dried out and itchy for the rest of the day. He asked his sister to lather up his back for him, and she confessed that slipping into the shower with him, or vice-versa, had been a favourite fantasy of hers when they lived together in their parents' house. That made things feel just a little less 'normal', admittedly, but Jake found he liked it anyway. He sighed happily as he closed his eyes and rinsed himself off, letting the foam flow off his pelt, which was now nice and clean. Then, of course, he gasped out loud, as he felt a hand reach between his legs and gently grasp his scrotum.

"M-Minty!" he cried, as his sister calmly groped and fondled his balls, hefting them a little like you would a potential purchase at the grocery store. Looking over his shoulder, he found a serious look on the other shepherd's face, like she was totally focused on her task. "Hmmm... No, no, sorry, Jake, this won't do at all," she said, finally, shaking her head. "What the hell are you talking about?" he asked, as she continued playing with his sac. She looked him in the eye, and he finally saw the mischievous sparkle he knew only too well. "I know you got off once already," she said, "But even so, there's just too much come in these balls, you'll need to drain some more before we can leave." Jake blinked a few times as Minty moved around in front of him, careful to keep one hand on his package at all times, and then he smirked. "Sis, as much as I'd love to fool around some more, I just told you that we should try and make this fast, get out of here in a hurry," he said, sternly, though he had to admit that those soft, gentle hands lovingly massaging his testicles made it awfully difficult to argue with her. Grinning, no longer hiding her true feelings, Minty giggled. "And I just told you that you're not leaving until you come again," she said, just as sternly, "Which of those options sounds like more fun?" Biting his lip, trying not to let the struggle show, Jake opened his arms wide and tried to sound reasonable. "Minty, come on, play along. Come with me to the party, we'll have a couple beers, pose for some pictures, drink out of the Cup - at least I think that's something you can actually do - and then we can go back to my place, and do it like ferals in heat until the sun comes up." Minty looked at him for a long moment, her wet fur glistening in the stark lighting of the room, and then she stepped forward and kissed her brother, raising her other hand to his cock, stroking very slowly as he moaned softly into her mouth. He kind of wanted to be angry at her; using both hands to play with him and convince him to go along with her plan was dirty pool... yet somehow he couldn't help but enjoy himself. Breaking off the liplock, she leaned back just enough that they could see each other's eyes, and then whispered into his ear, so he could hear her over the shower. "I've spent entirely too long pretending I didn't want you," she said, plainly, "I don't think I'll be doing it again tonight. So here's my counter-offer." Minty let go of his cock and stepped away as he swallowed a whimper, turning around and putting her hands on the wall beneath the spraying showerhead. Then, looking back to make sure she had his attention, she smiled beguilingly and raised her tail, and Jake realized it was the first time he'd gotten a really good look at his little sister's pussy. "When I offered you my virginity, I didn't mean just my mouth, big brother, I meant the real deal," she said, "So I say we show up to the party fashionably late, after you come over here and make me yours, once and for all." As his dick throbbed excitedly, casting its vote, Jacob stared, torn between emotions. "You know, I didn't like your 'let's make this quick' plan," she commented, "But I did like the 'in and out' part... in fact, let's repeat that part a whole bunch, what do you say?" It was incredibly cheesy, and in another time and place, he might have snickered. But here and now, it helped Jacob Lane make up his mind, and with a moan of surrender, he stepped forward.

His tail wagging happily, Jake placed his hands on his sister's rump, giving her pert cheeks a squeeze as she giggled victoriously. Then, sliding them out to her hips, he wasted no time with set-up, remembering her 'all about you' spiel earlier, and silently promised himself to give her all the foreplay a girl could want next time... when they weren't in danger of getting caught having incestuous relations in a public place... hopefully. Instead, he stepped up into position and moved a hand back to better guide his rigid penis, until his tip nudged against Minty's labia. With her fur wet and pressed against her body, he could see her muscles tense up, and paused there a moment. "You ready for this?" he asked, quietly. "God, Jake, I've been ready since I was fifteen!" she groaned, "If you're worried about moving too fast and hurting something, I was rubbing myself the whole time I was going down on you, but I didn't let myself come. I'm more than ready for this." Growling with need, Jacob started pushing forward, both of them inhaling sharply as the tip of his dick eased between Minty's folds and started sliding deeper into her. Taking his hand off his cock and putting it back on her hip, the shepherd tightened his grip as he felt the flimsy membrane of the trembling girl's virginity in the way. "You sure you want me to be the one?" he asked, praying deep down for a yes. He didn't get one, technically, but he liked the answer he got even better. "Oh fuck, d-don't keep me in suspense," she whimpered, "You know I am, so just do it already! I need you!" With that, Jake shoved his hips forward, and a pair of gasps sounded out in the shower room as the head of his prick tore through his little sister's hymen. Minty whimpered, shuddering from the brief pulse of pain, and he could see her fingers curling up on the wall - and feel her inner walls clamping down hard on the end of his manhood - so he waited where he was and whispered to her soothingly. "It's okay, Minty, I'm here," he murmured, "I love you, little sister, and nothing has ever meant as much to me as you choosing me to be your first, not even the game." As her muscles slowly started to relax, Mint looked over her shoulder, and her tail began to wag weakly. "You - you really mean that?" she asked, "Even the part about the game? You moved to Seattle for the game!" He smiled at her and nodded. "And I'd move back if it meant I could be with you," he said, without a quiver of doubt. His sister giggled and looked away self-consciously. "Oh God, that's so sweet..." she said, before she finally sighed, standing up a little straighter, her hands relaxing against the wall again. "I really picked a winner, huh?" Minty asked, sounding just a touch emotional, "Ohhh... take me, big brother, let's make it real."

With that, Jake pushed forward again and finished hilting himself in his sister's tight warmth. Letting go of Minty's hips, he bent forward, spooning against the gentle curve of his lover's back - and he grinned just thinking of her with that word - and cupping her breasts from behind, letting the warm water cascade down his back. Kissing at his sister's neck, the formerly-virginal male pulled back and began experimentally thrusting, doing what felt right, until he'd found a tempo and rhythm that was easy to keep up and felt rewarding. Both Lanes groaned with pleasure as Jacob's stiff prick slid back and forth in Mint's tight, untouched channel, his tapered head rubbing along her inner walls and teasing at sensitive spots on every thrust. Soon, he was comfortable moving fast enough that his pelvis was gently slapping against his lover's buttocks on every thrust - and his still-swollen knot was pressing against her folds. Feeling Minty gripping and squeezing his cock with the walls of her pussy, Jake shuddered and bit gently at the loose skin at the back of her neck, a canine show of dominance that had the female moaning happily. "Goddamn, big brother..." panted Mint, "I - you feel so fuckin' big, I d-didn't know I could feel so full..." Tweaking her nipples with his fingers, Jacob laughed. "I don't know, little sister," he replied, picking up on her emphasis of his title, "I think you might just be super tight... oh, fuuuuck..." The friction was glorious, and though he dimly remembered his initial resistance to the idea of even kissing Minty, right now, nothing in the world felt more right than holding her tight and making love to her, and in his dream position, no less!

Before long, Mint was enjoying herself just as much as her brother, and Jacob grinned as his sister grabbed one of his hands and pushed it between her legs. "My c-clit!" she gasped, just as he slammed home again, "Rub my clit so I can come, please Jake?" She groaned with frustration when his hand remained perfectly still, the pads of his fingers just sitting there on the sensitive nub, teasing her worse than not being touched at all. Leaning in, he pressed his nose against her neck, breathing deeply of her scent from her sodden fur. "I'll do it," Jacob whispered, his voice deep and needy, "on one condition." Whimpering, moving her hips to try and rub her button against his fingers, Minty blushed even harder. "Anything!" she gasped. Her muscular lover took a moment to slowly run his tongue along the edge of her ear before he responded. "Call me 'big brother'." Minty stopped her squirming for a second, taken aback, and then laughed happily, before looking over her shoulder, lowering her ears in faux-sadness, giving him the Sad Puppy Eyes, and speaking in a playful, sensual tone that made Jake shudder with pleasure just listening to it. "Oh please, big brother, won't you rub my poor clit so I can come too?" Pulling back, the elder shepherd responded by slamming his hips home particularly hard on the next thrust, his knot threatening to push inside Minty for a moment as she yelped with pleasure. "Whatever you say, little sister," he growled, kissing playfully at her neck and shoulder as he began to stroke his fingertips against her clitoris, "How could anyone say no to that face?" Minty stiffened for a moment and grunted as a spasm of bliss rocked her body for just a moment, some kind of warning tremor for the main event, and the shephardess moaned with ecstasy as she relaxed again, now pushing her hips back to meet Jacob's thrusts, wanting to feel him deeper and deeper. "Ohhhh, yes..." the pleasured female sighed, "j-just like that... Fuck me, big brother, fuck me!" Groaning, Jacob bit hard into the loose skin around the base of his sister's neck and did exactly as she asked, while the smaller canine practically howled with delight.

Time passed, water flowed, and brother and sister ground against each other, following the instincts coded into their blood, using their hands and mouths and entire bodies to express a love that had been denied and covered up for so long. They'd long since progressed past the point of playful banter, and only shuddery sighs, heavy panting, and pleasured moans escaped their lips as Jacob drove his stiff cock into Minty's welcoming channel again and again and again. His shaft gave another grateful throb as the shepherdess' slick inner walls clenched down on his flesh, with much more subtlety than just squeezing it like a fist, more like she instinctively knew just how to stimulate his most sensitive regions, as if even her body was trying to coax him to the finish. Pulling his lips away from her neck, which would no doubt have left an impressive hickey had it not been covered in fur, Jacob managed to croak out a warning. "Oh fuck... I think - little sister, I'm g-gonna come, I'm so fucking close..." he panted, shuddering as he felt his resistance ebbing away, stroking and tweaking his lover's clit to try and help her catch up. Minty reacted by shoving back against him, hard, which caught him by surprise. "Wait!" she cried, "Before you do... t-tie me, big brother, I wanna take your knot!" Swallowing, truly shocked, Jacob's thrusts slowed down. "R-really? Are - are you sure?" he asked, his eyes wide. Looking back at him, Minty nodded frantically, her wet hair swinging wildly. "Yes! I've never been more sure of anything in my life!" she cried, "I love you, big brother, p-please be my mate!" His hands tightening on her body, Jake drew back one last time, preparing himself. "Ohhhh Christ, Mint, I can't believe you're actually saying it..." he whimpered, "I - I love you too, little sister! B-brace yourself!" Clenching his teeth, Jacob shoved forward, sheathing his dick in the other canine once more, and this time, he kept on pushing, with Minty pushing back against him - and between the two of them, they managed to bury that swollen knot inside the tight channel where it so desperately wanted to be.

Jacob let out a single, sharp bark as a brand new sensation washed over him, and Minty arched her back and cried out a single word. "Yes!" The elation in her voice was incredible, but not quite as incredible as when she tensed up against her lover just a moment later and moaned, surprised into her own climax by this new experience. "Oh, big brother, I - I'm coming!" she cried, going stiff in his arms as pleasure exploded within her like a dying sun, spreading through her body and leaving her nerves and muscles tingling in its wake. Jacob, of course, noticed this through the fact that his sister's vagina began to rhythmically clench and knead along his aching cock, including his sensitive knot and the flesh just behind it. The bigger shepherd had time for one coherent thought - squeezing the base of his knot with his hands paled in comparison to the real deal - and then he was overwhelmed, helpless to resist this intense new pleasure. Hunching over his little sister's body, Jacob cried out wordlessly as he came, his dick pulsing and spasming, spurting a flood of warm, gooey shepherd seed into Minty's welcoming pussy, which continued to rub and massage the throbbing shaft even as he ejaculated, dragging her brother's orgasm out as long as his body could stand it, putting a wet, sticky seal on their incestuous love.

When reality returned to Jacob's attention and the shower room slowly came into focus, the Lane siblings stood there, panting, their trembling legs suddenly feeling all the fatigue their adrenaline had put off for later. Reaching forward, Minty turned off the shower, just as the two of them, as if coming to an agreement telepathically, began to sink towards the ground. Soon, Jacob sat there on the floor, Minty perched in his lap (by necessity), his arms around her lithe form, her hands gently resting on his, the both of them panting like they'd just run a marathon. Pulling her back against his chest, Jacob licked his sister's cheek and then rested his chin on her shoulder. Neither of them said anything, neither of them had to. Jacob felt that their actions had made things abundantly clear, and was perfectly satisfied just resting there silently as his breathing slowed and his heart rate returned to normal. In fact, at the moment, all he wanted to do was hold Minty close and never let go, to just bask forever in this moment, of embracing his feelings for his little sister instead of being ashamed of them. Feeling her body snugly gripping his knot felt awesome, of course, but the best part of it was knowing that it meant he'd finally found the mate of his dreams, the girl he'd longed after for years... and she felt just as strongly for him. In fact, maybe a few words were in order... Letting out a contented sigh, nuzzling against Minty's cheek, he breathed into her ear, and she shivered against him. "I love you, little sister." He hadn't expected the shiver that ran through her body, but when the relaxed, satisfied female looked back over her shoulder and smiled as she replied, he suddenly understood the sensation perfectly. "I love you too, big brother."

They couldn't comfortably kiss from this angle, so they just sat there a little while longer before they really started a conversation. Once again, Jacob broke the silence. "I need you in my life, Minty," he murmured, "I'm gonna pull some strings, get you a job so you can move here." Mint giggled at this, her tail twitching between their bodies as it tried to wag. "What kind of job?" she asked, amused. Grinning, Jacob nipped at her neck again. "Mmm, how about my personal trainer?" he suggested, his words dripping with innuendo, "I think there's a position to be filled there..." As he kissed and licked at his lover, she giggled and leaned back against him. "Oooh, I think I like the sound of that," she said, "I'd be the most personal trainer of them all..." After a moment, though, she looked over her shoulder carefully. "Wait a second, if I'm your personal trainer and that's just code for having crazy, secret sex all the time," Minty said, "Then who will take care of, you know, your actual personal training?" Jake laughed and shrugged. "Okay, so it's not a great plan," he admitted, "Maybe I can find you something clerical instead, I don't know, and right now, I don't care, as long as it means we don't have to do this in secret and long distance." The sibling lovers nuzzled against each other for a while before Jacob looked down at their joined forms and smiled as he spoke up again. "So you know this thing isn't going down for like half -" As she shifted in his lap, Minty's inner walls clenched down on his knot, and he felt himself involuntarily throb hard inside her, leaking some leftover semen no doubt. He managed to mask his moan by clearing his throat, but he smirked afterwards and revised his estimate. "...For like forty-five minutes, right? Maybe an hour?" All the biology classes in the world couldn't tell you what it was like to have a beautiful girl sitting naked in your lap, locked together with you, so maybe their numbers were off. "Looks like we're gonna be a bit more than 'fashionably late'," he continued, "I hope nobody gets mad..." Minty chuckled tiredly and rested the back of her head against her brother's thick shoulder, reaching up with one hand to cup his cheek. "Oh, we'll be fine, Jake, you're the MVP, remember?" she asked, playfully, "If anyone asks, just be honest, tell them you were busy ravishing a beautiful woman. Besides, the real party doesn't start until the Dragonslayer shows up!" Cringing, Jake laughed. "You're really determined to make that name a thing, aren't you?" he asked, rhetorically, "And I'm not the MVP! Not yet. Just because I scored the last goal doesn't make me the best... Don't jinx it, sis." A moment passed as Minty giggled at his sudden nervousness, and then Jake looked around. "Well, I don't really want to sit on the floor of the shower until we're free," he said, "Pretty sure we'll both fit into the fur dryer booth, they're built for big guys." "Alright," said Minty, somewhat dubiously, "But I hope you weren't planning on feeling dignified..."

Just as she'd predicted, the siblings weren't exactly graceful as they struggled to get to their feet, still joined at the hip, so to speak. Once they were actually standing, it was a rather simple matter of walking together, though Jacob had to scrunch down just slightly, thanks to the difference in their heights. As they walked across the wide room, the trembling male tried to ignore how good his penis felt jostling around inside his sister's tight body, and he cleared his throat again and spoke to give himself something to focus on. "S-so, uh, once we're dry, where exactly are we gonna go?" he asked, "I don't just wanna sit out in the open in the locker room, we could get walked in on again." Stopping them in their tracks, Minty looked back at him with a smile. "I thought I saw a great big water basin in the gym room," she said, cheekily, "That wouldn't happen to be a hot tub, would it?" Jacob nodded as he shrugged. "Well, yeah, it's supposed to be for helping with physical therapy," he said, "like if you're coming back to train after fucking up your knee or something." Minty nodded in the direction of the door and reached back to rub her hand along his side. "Then instead of getting dried off, why don't we just take a nice long soak while we're waiting?" she suggested, "Hey, if someone walks in on us, all they'll know is I'm sitting in your lap, right?" The older shepherd regarded her carefully for a moment. "...Is this another trick to get me to fool around some more?" Minty immediately shrugged. "I haven't decided yet. I'm pretty spent, but you never know..." Jacob laughed happily at her honesty and licked her cheek again. "Alright, but I'm not walking all the way back over there like this," he decided, "Since we're not going for dignity anyway..." Before Mint could ask, Jacob suddenly bent forward, reaching down and sweeping his arm behind his sister's knees, and as she laughed in excitement, he gathered her up into his arms, carefully rotating her on his thick cock to face him, which made both of them whimper with residual pleasure from the effect this had on their nethers, until finally Minty could wrap her legs around her brother's waist to help support herself. She reached up to put her arms around Jake's neck, for further psychological support, as he put his hands under her soft bum to take a little pressure off his penis, and then she kissed him on the cheek as he carried her thin frame across the locker room like she weighed nothing at all. Nuzzling against her mate, Minty sighed contentedly. "I love you, big brother," she said, happily, "You're so much fun!" Nuzzling right back at her, Jacob chuckled. "I love you too, little sister," he replied, "You've always been full of surprises."

And so, the shepherd siblings made their way to the comfort of warm, frothy water, where they would wait for their bodies to surrender their grip on each other and separate. But for now, even that short distance into the future didn't matter for Jacob and Minty Lane. Right now, all that mattered was enjoying each other's company, each other's love, and knowing that in the game of love, both of them had scored a winning goal.