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Chapter 24 -- Diver's return __________________________________

While Swimmer was drying himself, Jeff retrieved his medallion and loincloth.

Sunny grinned at him. "You don't have to put that on. We're all family here, you know. It's not like we haven't seen everything already."

"Um, right." He put it on anyhow. Even just a little personal privacy would be nice.

"Hi, guys." Diver was in the doorway, looking a bit depressed.

"What's wrong?" Swimmer, still naked, his fur fluffy from the blow drying, gave his brother a hug. "Was Sky hard on you?"

"You could say that." The Rab grimaced and rubbed his backside. "He sure made it clear who's Sire here. At least it wasn't as bad as when Gran'Sir took over in Mam's snugrow."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault, Swimmer. He knows I'm responsible for most of our pranks. It could have been a lot worse. He really does like us, not like that bastard Gran'Sir."

Swimmer licked his brother's cheek and rubbed the front of his loincloth. "I know what'll make you feel better. Comon." He pulled his sib toward the bed, then turned and braced himself against it, wiggling his tail.

Jeff couldn't quite believe what he was seeing. "Uh, guys...."

"It's better if Swimmer does it." Sunny interrupted, quite misunderstanding his problem. "They've been really close ever since they were kits. I think they've had sex several times a day ever since they came of age. Don't be jealous."

"It's not that, it's just ... never mind." It seemed he'd just have to get used to such things. Their sexuality was a lot more public than he'd ever imagined possible.

Diver had already dropped his breechclout and was fully erect, his pointed penis a bright pink. "You ready?" He caressed his brother's back and rump.

"Oh, yeah. Do it."

The youngest of the three sibs snuggled against his brother's rear, holding him tight. "Now...." His convulsions were much like those of his four-footed ancestors as he fucked his brother far faster than Jeff could have imagined

possible. "Aahh!" He froze briefly, than pulled back with semen still dripping. He slumped to the floor, where he lay on his side, the epitome of a satisfied buck. It couldn't have taken more than fifteen seconds. No wonder Cloudy had

described the sex he'd had with her as "different." And he'd almost been embarrassed about how quick it had been.

Swimmer turned and smiled down at his brother. "I knew that'd make you feel better."

"Yeah. It sure did." Diver smiled back. "I'm just a bit messy, though."

"Not for long." Swimmer knelt and slowly, lovingly, licked his brother clean. While Swimmer used the toilet to clean himself, his younger littermate dozed off right there on the floor. The pad under the bed was only a foot away, but he

must have been both mentally and physically exhausted. It probably was close to noon by now, anyhow, a little late for the Rabs to be up and around.

Jeff looked up at a noise. Sunny was making quiet squeaks every couple of seconds. He wasn't sure how long she'd been doing it: he'd been much too distracted by the blond buck Rab now sprawled on the floor.

"Sunny? Are you OK?"

Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her nose was buried in the red pillow again, which she was clutching tightly. Her whole body jerked slightly each time she squeaked.

"Sunny?" Jeff got on the bed and shook her shoulder.

Alarmed, Swimmer came over to the platform. "She's never done that before. Sunny, what's wrong?"

She gave a final twitch and squeak, then looked up. Her eyes seemed dull and glazed. "Nothing. Really, nothing's wrong. Nothing at all," she gasped. "Oh. Oh, my. That was... Wow." She blinked a few times and her eyes cleared. "It was

like, like, well, I'm not quite sure. I was sniffing Jeff's pillow and thinking about you guys fucking when it started. It was something like what happens when I rub myself, but... Wow. If that's what sex is supposed to feel like, well, maybe I shouldn't have been so quick to chase Gran'Sir away. I mean...

Wow."

"Sniffing my pillow?"

"Yeah. Well, maybe rubbing against it a little, too," she smirked.

His first thought was a bit uncharitable: at least she was wearing a loincloth. His second was almost frightened: had his scent been responsible? He was going to have to bathe a lot.

Sunny shook herself. "Well, enough of that. For now. I need to tell you what Flower said about our snugs. Kick Diver awake, would you, bro?"

Swimmer gave her a look, the one used by brothers when their sisters were being a pain, then bent down to shake his brother. "Diver, come on, we gotta find out where we'll be sleeping. Get up." His brother just mumbled something

unintelligible. Swimmer made another face. Brothers could be a pain, too, in more ways than one. "Up!" He pulled Diver up and propped him against the edge of the bed, elbows on its pad.

Diver squinted at his sister. "I was sleeping just fine down there. Why do we gotta go somewhere else?"

"Well, that's actually the first thing Flower suggested. We could move in here with Jeff."

Move in with him? There certainly was room, but... rutting Rabs waking him up at all hours? Oh, God.

"The look on your face!" Sunny snickered. "No, don't worry. She also said we could pick any of the empty snugs except for Runner's. He'll want it when Jeff and Sky bring him back, of course. There really aren't many in use right now.

She's still annoyed that Rainy put Jeff in here without asking her."

"Singer. He prefers Singer."

"Singer, Rainy, whatever." She shrugged. The poor kid. Now he had two older sisters to tease him. He was in her chorus, though, wasn't he? So she'd probably been doing it for a while already.

"Come on, guys, get your stuff. Let's stop bothering Jeff. For now." She grinned and gave him a shove. "Don't worry. We'll be back!" She made a point of rubbing against him as she got off the bed.