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Karl grumbled to himself, keeping his paws in his pockets even against his almost constantly-vibrating phone. As if he wasn't already having a bad day, now he had two people who might have meant something slightly more than anyone else to him at both each other's throats as well as his own... he thought he'd covered his tracks and done everything right, but apparently even he himself messed up sometimes. That was like catching something from one of his sexual expeditions: he'd always known it to be possible, but had never known it to actually happen.

Drew, his boyfriend - or, ex-boyfriend now - had figured out about all of Karl's 'activities' on the side, outside of their relationship. Sure, those activities had been going on for the better of three years, but Drew only knew about the last month or two, and... well, no point adding insult to injury and telling him about all the rest, right? Let him believe that Karl had only been seeing one person other than him. Drew had never been the kind of guy to let something like that go with an 'I'm sorry'.

Not only this, but Angela, his girlfriend - also an ex now, apparently - had learned about both Drew as well as some number of Karl's other paramours, and was leaving the poor African wild dog voicemail after shrill voicemail of "you could've given me AIDS, you disgusting mongrel" and "I have no idea what I ever once saw in you"_and blah blah blah, alongside fierce texts and insults thrown both his way _and_Drew's. Really, _her argument was more solid, as he'd been seeing her before Drew, but. Again, let them believe what they already know, and no more.

So. There was an old, and rather racist, legend stating that the complexity of a wild dog's markings showed how tainted his soul is. Karl had been glad to see that his markings didn't change throughout all this; he'd been a sinner from the start.

Really, he was annoyed more than anything. He'd been looking forward today to going through his daily routine of getting out of class, paying Angela a visit and railing her over the kitchen counter or the couch or the bed or something, and then running by Drew's house and doing the same to him after a blowjob - and Drew was so gay that he thought the remnants of Angela's musk on Karl was just the natural scent and taste of a sheathed cock. This meant that Karl suddenly found himself with five more hours to the afternoon, and at least two orgasms' worth of energy (among other things) still in him.

Depending on what time it was... he slid his phone out of his pocket to see 5 new voicemails, 27 unread text messages, 3 unread picture messages (those must be from the person he was exchanging nudes with when Angela found out), and 3:27 PM - his little brother should be home. He'd be able to give him a good distraction while waiting for this whole thing with Angela and Drew to cool down.

He'd never saved up the money to buy a car, and as such had to walk to and from his classes every day... in fact, he'd first met Angela while stopping by a donut place on the way. In fact, remembering that, it was amazing that their relationship had lasted as long as it did, or even that it had taken off at all - no matter how much he tried to forget it, he thought that his pick-up line was something like "I can show you something even sweeter than that cruller!" (That was four years ago!_he'd say whenever she mentioned it; _I was, like, sixteen!)

But - yeah, that was a long time ago, and all of that was over, anyway. Best thing to do would be to push all of that out of his mind until it didn't bother him anymore. After all, that's what he did and always had done with all of his in-between boyfriends and girlfriends. Breaking up with those didn't bother him quite as much because they didn't annoy him like this. At least he had the sensibility to tell his little brother that he probably wasn't the best person to go to for relationship advice.

About halfway along the walk home his phone showed no sign of slowing down with the incoming messages, so he again took it out of his pocket and this time put it on silent; he'd had a lot of practice with ignoring his phone, but not really when it was vibrating at least every other second. Hell, if he still had a girlfriend, he'd put that vibrating to good use - silver linings, right? Except... whatever.

Thank God his campus wasn't too far from home - no more than a fifteen minute walk, twenty if he took his time. The house was fairly silent when he first arrived, though after he shut the front door behind him, a frantic but quiet scuffling or commotion of some sort could be heard from upstairs. He smirked.

"Zu! You here? I'm home..."

"...Yeah," was the slightly delayed response, issuing from the same open door up the stairs that the original noise had. "Yeah, I'm here. You're home early."

"Change of plans..." Karl kicked off his shoes and started heading up the stairs, also making sure to leave his phone on the counter in the nearby kitchen. He'd come back for it later. "Mom and Dad still not home?"

"They told us when they'd be back."

Karl leaned around the threshold to his brother's room. Zu sat in front of his computer with a suspiciously blank desktop on the screen and both of his paws folded in his lap. He'd buttoned his fly but had neglected to zip it up, and a general tinge of spiced musk hovered around in the air of the room... the older one flicked his nose briefly but then brought a paw up to scratch it as cover. His brother didn't notice. "Yeah, well, I wasn't listening."

"Still out for another week. We got time."

The two were a strange pair of brothers, with one being about seven years the other's elder - twenty and thirteen or so - and also due to the two being entirely different species, with Karl an African wild dog and Zu a hyena (spotted and brownish; Mom used to call him 'my little peppercorn' when he was a pup), though with the latter still having the large satellite-dish ears. That was due to the same species difference among their parents, who were currently in Belgium, from where the family had moved around when Karl was two years old; _his_nickname as a pup had been things like 'my sweet Belgian waffle'. With them gone, he'd been left to watch the house and his young brother.

It was pretty easy. Zu was old enough to understand that he had responsibilities and chores to do, and actually did those chores when he hadn't locked himself in his room to do any of four things (three of which were sleeping , studying, and playing video games), so Karl could basically spend as much time as he wanted out doing whatever. He chose to do this not only for himself: he purposely intended to give his brother all the alone time during this age that Karl himself hadn't been permitted been _he_was that old.

That was partially why he'd gotten his first blowjob under a tree at the park, lost his virginity in the back row of a movie theater, and then given his first blowjob under a different tree at the same park. Meanwhile, Zu was still a virgin (to his knowledge, at least) and now was doing the usual thirteen-year-old male thing of pawing off anywhere between one and four times a day... though one time Karl did find out about something Zu had done with a friend of his after breaking up with his first girlfriend.

It was with Dante, a rather cute wolf in Zu's grade who the hyena invited over almost every weekend. Karl had suspected something between them but had never really had anything to base that suspicion off of except for wishful thinking - wouldn't it be hilarious if both of us turned out to be bi? - until one night when he passed by his brother's room late at night, noticed the door slightly ajar, and almost stepped in to ask if they wanted anything from McDonald's. When he looked, though, Zu and Dante were sitting side-by-side on the bed, shirts off, flies undone and... pawing each other off, Zu panting lightly and Dante looking like he was having trouble holding in his noises. Karl watched until one finished and then the other, and then smiled to himself and continued downstairs.

Thinking about it, Dante came over a lot less often than he used to following that... Karl made up his mind to give his brother honest and sincere advice on that, if he ever came to him about it. Which, he probably wouldn't. That was okay too.

Karl looked up at his little brother, who had turned back to the computer and was browsing through his game library. "Hey. Don't you think it's time you take a shower?"

"But, Karl, I just got home from school. At least let me relax some!"

Guess he had been in the middle of relaxing until the wild dog had gotten home. He chuckled to himself. "No, little peppercorn. It smells like boy in here. How do you think Papa would act if he came home from ses vacances to find that his littlest had been replaced by a lump of dirt, fur, and sweat? Hm? Shower. Now."

The little hyena groaned, closed out of the window, grumbled, and stood up to his feet. He had a slightly discolored blanket hanging over the arm of the chair, which fell to the floor at the movement; he didn't pick his feet up off the ground and instead shuffled to the door and then through it, making a full attempt to bump into his older brother. Karl didn't budge, and instead, Zu lost his balance and almost fell over.

"Mhmm." Karl watched him head down the hall and turn into the master bedroom, affixed to which was the only working shower in the house. A moment later he could hear the door close and then the water hiss on - still he remained leaning in the threshold of the hyena's room for a while. All of this stuff with Angela and Drew - with the flick of an ear, he realized that his phone was still downstairs. It would remain there at least for the rest of the day.

He could still remember back when he bathed with his brother, all those years ago. Zu had always been smaller than him, but recently had gone through a bit of a growth spurt - in terms of height. Still he was shorter than his older brother, but not by as extreme a margin as it used to be. Not only that, but he also used to be able to hoist up the small hyena with almost no effort, and now he actually tried to avoid doing it because he knew that Zu would make fun of him for not being as strong as he used to...

The African wild dog padded down the hall after his brother, half-immersed in his memories, until he reached the closed door of the master bedroom. The first time Mom and Dad had trusted Karl with watching the house while they went overseas was when the wild dog was thirteen or fourteen or so - just like Zu now, old enough to know his responsibilities but still fairly immature, with not the most level of heads. The first night they were gone, a huge thunderstorm struck, and it scared both of the brothers so much that they curled up in their parents' bed for the night with Zu's little stuffed African wild dog plush, which... Karl hadn't seen in years. He got it for the hyena for his fourth birthday; Zu loved it then.

But, then, Karl discovered girls (and boys, too) and spent less time with his brother. However, during long periods of time when he had neither a boyfriend or girlfriend, he found himself late at night thinking - guiltily - of his little brother while bucking up into his paw beneath the covers... that was a tendency and attraction of his that he had never dared tell anyone, not even Drew or Angela or any other of his relationships since then - besides Zu being his brother, the hyena was hardly thirteen. But - the other morning he'd seen the little hyena get dressed for school - he _did_have a nice rump, and Karl almost needed something like that to unload into.

The door gave easily to a quick twist, gentle and fast enough so as not to be audible over the hiss of the shower... maybe Karl hadn't always been the best of brothers, leaving Zu alone for two days at a time just earlier in the week, when Angela had invited the wild dog over. He rides the bus, Karl figured, and he knows how to cook... Zu never seemed to mind, though. He always covered for his big brother, even on that one time when Karl had drank too much of Mamie's liquor when she visited once and ended up puking his guts out for a whole day.

Maybe he could help with something else. They were brothers, after all - Karl placed his paw on the inner door to the bathroom and tested it to see if it was locked, which it wasn't - and besides, the wild dog had been a firsthand witness to Zu's who exploratory session with Dante, which neither of their parents probably knew about. Honestly, Karl just... wanted to...

"-Dude!"

Zu, just barely finishing pulling off his pants, jumped and almost fell over again at the sudden opening of the bathroom door. Apparently he'd been a little excited at the prospect of being able to finish his alone time - Karl could easily make out the outline of his brother's boner under the loose fabric of his boxers.

"What the - hell are you doing, Karl? I'm - trying to - shower!"

The wild dog stalked over to his little brother in a few easy strides and straightened him up, paws on his shoulders; Zu's ears, apart from turning almost pomegranate-red from his blush (still his bulge hadn't gone away), flicked briefly to the sides.

"Oh... a... are you mad at me? Did I - do someth-"

Really, all that Karl could think about as he steered his brother out of the bathroom and towards the bed, was the two to four lays that he'd been cheated out of today as a result of breaking up with both of his significant others... and besides, their parents weren't home, and they were brothers anyway. Brothers help each other out, even if...

...that meant Karl suddenly spinning Zu around, which threw him off balance again, bending him over the bed - keeping a paw on his upper back to keep his face against the covers - raising his tail far up with his other paw - and then humping up under that raised tail, still clothed but making sure to press the bulge in the front of his pants right where it belonged.

Zu stopped struggling for a moment, probably more out of surprise than anything else, and then tried to free himself with redoubled effort. Karl could see the results of his action, though: the hyena's ears, still red with embarrassment, remained flattened down, and his brother stoically avoided making eye contact, even though his head was pinned sideways against the bed in such a way that he could either look straight forward at the wall or to the side, up at Karl.

"It's just wrestling, bro," Karl cooed, still pressing up beneath the hyena's tail. The warmth there was amazing. "Just like we used to do when we were little..." He moved his paw down from Zu's tail and slid two fingers underneath the waistband of his underwear.

"This is - not-"

Again, though, the breath was knocked out of Zu, though this time due to Karl suddenly picking him up, turning him over, and tossing him back down to the bed, where he landed with a fading squeak from the mattress. Before he'd had time to scramble backwards or say anything in complaint, Karl had lowered himself to his knees and - then - shovelled his nose up into the bulge in the front of his brother's boxers, quite obviously still hard and probably more so than before. He smelled like - well, like Karl himself, when he'd go for a few weeks without washing his bedsheets or when he'd wear the same pair of underwear for long enough - but still notably different, a little spicier, a little drier. The wild dog closed his eyes and breathed in his brother's musk, running his nose up along the crease in the boxers marking the opening, taking no time in sticking his nose and lips into that opening-

"O-oh..."

A little shiver ran through Zu's body at the first contact of his brother's nose against his unclothed sack, pressing lightly into him so he could feel his warmth and breathe his scent... and then, when Karl stood up to tug the hyena's boxers down off his legs, Zu did not resist. In fact, he leaned back on his paws and lifted his legs up to make it easier for him, and then scooted closer to the edge of the mattress - so that Karl could resume his position of nosing up between his legs, into one of the parts of him that he hadn't really ever had close contact with. It was enticing, and intoxication, and very, very taboo - but, hell, that just made him enjoy the aroma even more.

Then, he came up a little, flicked his tongue out against the base of Zu's already-hard length, tasted the warmth and musk there, and continued up. Through half-lidded eyes the wild dog looked up at his brother's muzzle: Zu wore an expression halfway between lascivious languor and tense reluctance, but at each contact of tongue to cock that expression faltered and melted a little. The hiss of the shower behind them faded into just another sound in the background, something else unimportant that would require their attention later... but not now. Now, there were more pressing matters at hand.

"Ah - God..." breathed the hyena. Karl had closed his lips around the end of his shaft and run his tongue around it, muzzle angled so he still got the full breadth of rich scent and taste - you really do need a shower, he thought to himself, but that's perfectly alright by me. Slowly he started to descend, then came back up after a little, and started going back down again - and soon Zu's hips gently pumped in the same rhythm, up into his brother's muzzle when he descended and then down towards the mattress as he came back up. Karl kept one paw on his brother's sack, feeling the delicious heat that lingered there and gently rolling his orbs around between his fingers... later, he'd love to feel that sack slapping against him with each thrust into the little hyena.

When he came up off of him entirely, Zu briefly looked as if he hadn't noticed, or that he was half-awake and hadn't yet fully left the clutches of quite a pleasant dream... but then he quickly understood what he was being pressured to do as Karl stood up and stepped back, and especially when a large paw rested on the back of his head and tugged him down. The little hyena struggled briefly with the fastenings of his big brother's pants, but Karl gave him a little bit of help and tugged his own underwear down as well-

-and couldn't help grinning at seeing the expression on his brother's face when his own fully hard cock throbbed free of his clothing, standing upright, black in color and glistening with his arousal. "A bit bigger than Dante, huh?" the wild dog murred; Zu's ears merely flicked up in surprise, but he said nothing - he was too busy nosing up into Karl's own sack, returning the own favor that he'd received just early.

"...You need a shower..." he heard the little hyena breathe. "You smell like boy..."

Another little shiver reverberated through Zu's body with each inhalation, and he sure took his sweet time in drawing a path with his nose and his sniffs all the way around that heavy sack, up along the side of Karl's plump sheath, and then - a little more nervously - along the underside of his length. This is gonna be eight inches under your tail in a few minutes, Karl thought, and tugged his brother's head closer. Zu let out a cute little yip at the hard cock suddenly pressing against his lips. God, I'm gonna pound you hard.

He could tell that it was the first blowjob Zu had given - thirteen years old, what could he say? Karl had simply got an early start with his oral practice - but, really, he wasn't doing this for pleasure. Not this part of it, at least. He simply knew that saliva would provide for an admirable lube in the lack of another - since he'd left his own at the house of a real power bottom of an otter, who he'd railed the previous night with neither Drew nor Angela knowing.

Still, though, it pleased him greatly to see the energy and eagerness with which Zu bobbed on him, only occasionally having to tug back and cough for a little due to taking him too deep in his muzzle, only scraping him with sharp little teeth every now and then. The paw on the back of the hyena's head stopped guiding and started rubbing and scritching behind his ear... and then tugged him up off of his cock, though Zu tried to lean back in for a little before relenting.

"I've done this all before, little peppercorn. You just..." Karl knelt back down, hoisted Zu's legs over his shoulders - the hyena fell back to his elbows - and again brought his nose up beneath the hyena's sack. "...lay back... and..." He moved forward, pressed his lips to Zu's tailhole in a light kiss, shifted back and flicked his tongue over the puckered rim. Zu breathed out a shuddering sigh and let his head droop back. "...relax..."

Such a cute little tailhole, definitely tighter than any he'd ever had before... Karl had to resort to simply swirling his tongue around and around, as his first attempts at wiggling his tongue in were met with surprising resistance. Either Zu and Dante had stopped with what he'd seen, or... well, or Karl would be the one to claim his little brother's virginity for himself, on their parents' bed while they were overseas visiting family. There was something oddly invigorating about that idea, and Karl resolved to himself that, here, today, he would be the first to fuck his brother, even if it took all afternoon.

He could hear Zu's little gasps and moans at the caresses of his tongue on his tailhole, and also could feel the hyena's clenching and relaxing. Again and again he pressed his lips full-on against the tight pucker, again and again he flicked his tongue against his brother's entrance until, maybe, he got a bit of a weakening in the virgin resistance.

That was enough for him. That, and he'd focused enough attention there that he'd started to lap up his own saliva. He stood up, keeping Zu's legs over his shoulders, and angled his cock down towards the young hyena's prepared tailhole...

"...W-whoa, Karl, wait-"

"What, little brother?" The wild dog gently pushed his hips forward, testing the hyena. He felt Zu's whole body tense up. "Never done this before?"

Again Zu's ears flicked back. "No..."

"Good. Would you like me to hold your paw? Would that feel better?"

The hyena's face scrunched up in an annoyed scowl and he turned his head to the side, first crossing his arms over his chest... but then he stuck one paw forward, which Karl took in his own and squeezed. Still Zu's own length throbbed over his belly.

"Let me know if it's too much, and I'll slow down. I remember when I got fucked for the first time..." Karl adjusted his position to accommodate the paw-holding, and settled in keeping his other gripped tight around one of Zu's legs. It took all of his self-control not to pin the little hyena down by his shoulders and pound into him... "...sure, he wasn't as big as I am now - what you'll be doing here is definitely a feat - but, it did take a while... Zu, you can just... squeeze my paw if you need to... oh, you probably will..."

The little hyena was amazingly resilient at the start of it, though. He kept his legs up on his big brother's shoulders, just at the right height so that Karl could lean forward into him, slowly stretching him a little wider and sinking in... first his muzzle showed a little sign of discomfort, and then Karl felt his paw squeezed - and squeezed - and squeezed more, until he slowed down and stopped movement completely. He was about half an inch in, just far enough to keep himself from slipping out at the hyena's clenching but not enough to fully enjoy his warmth.

"You alright, little brother?"

Zu nodded. A little drop of pre had oozed out of his cock and now lay connected to his bellyfur by a thin, glistening strand... that was reassuring, if anything. He hadn't yet gone soft, so he had to at least be enjoying part of it... slowly Karl picked back up, sinking in a little further and then drawing back for his brother's sake, establishing the same sort of gentle rhythm that he had when he first went down on the little hyena - except this time under his tail.

This was something that Karl had, admittedly, thought about fairly often. When fucking Angela over the dinner table, more than twice had Karl closed his eyes and imagined his little brother to be the one writhing and moaning beneath him, imagined small thirteen-year-old Zu to be the one clawing at the wood of the table and clenching tightly after Karl hilted in him... while giving Drew a blowjob during a movie, he'd thought about Zu being the one gently humping up into his muzzle, giving short sighs and light gasps, thought about it being Zu's paw tightening on his shoulder with the few bucks and Zu's load spurted out onto his tongue.

And, now, it was happening. A full inch, an inch and a half, a little more... Zu would occasionally suck in a sharp gasp and squeeze his brother's paw almost painfully, but sure enough, he'd also press down against the wild dog along the way, or adjust his position to make it a little easier... once he'd pushed about halfway into the hyena, Karl leaned over him - Zu made a high-pitched little noise at being contorted like this - and buried his muzzle in the hyena's neckfur, feeling his elevated pulse and fast breathing...

...and then, after what felt like fifteen minutes (the shower water had to be cold by now), Karl felt the sweet warmth of the hyena's sack against his lower abdomen and the deep, wonderful feeling of being totally buried in the slick, tight flesh of his tailhole. The sex hadn't even really started yet and already he felt the faint thrums of an excited heartbeat shivering through him, to say nothing of Zu sprawled out on the bed beneath him, teeth gritted, eyes squeezed shut, legs tense around his older brother's shoulders and neck. Karl wondered - if he pressed down on the hyena's belly, would he be able to feel the end of his cock buried in him...?

After a moment, Zu opened his eyes and looked down, first at his own hard cock, then at Karl's hips pressed against his rump, and then at the wild dog's muzzle. A ghost of a tired smile flitted across the hyena's face. "Be careful, Karl."

"Don't worry, little peppercorn..." Karl briefly tugged his hips back and then pressed back in while readjusting his position, partially to see the boy's reaction and partially so he could nuzzle one of his big saucer ears. "I won't break you." Not yet, at least. I'll save that for next time.

"You're..." Zu gripped at the covers and shifted, which only resulted in him pressing more firmly against his brother's hips. After managing to sit up, this action knocked him right back down, and his words were temporarily overtaken by a light moan. "Big."

"Yeah. And you're..." Here, Karl slid out about a quarter of his length and then slowly, slowly sank back in, still holding himself back for his little brother's sake. Thoughts and memories flashed through his head of his fantasies - lying back on the couch with Zu riding him, having the hyena bent over the kitchen counter (but he's too short, so he's leaning over on the granite while his feet are hanging off the ground, with Karl's cock buried under his tail helping him stay up), having Zu's muzzle on him while he drives places... "...tight, small hyena. 'Course, you won't remain tight for long today."

He thought Zu said something in response, but he realized that it was just the hyena breathing out a low, tense sigh with each slow thrust back into him. The noise of the shower would have gotten annoying long ago, if Karl hadn't been too busy focusing on the light musk still peppering his nose from his brief nuzzling, or the taste of his brother on his tongue, or this slick warmth enclosing his length and sweetly clenching and relaxing. Zu's tightness was almost a problem - Karl released the hyena's paw and moved his own down to the bed by Zu's hips for leverage in driving down into him and leaning back out, gradually picking up in pace and depth.

Zu let one arm drape across his chest, while with the other he grasped at the blankets above and behind his head; as the squeaking of the springs in the mattress got to be more audible, so did his panting and moaning. Karl's breath came in short, fast hisses through his clenched teeth, especially when he again leaned over the hyena so that his muzzle was almost directly above his brother's. This way, he could watch his face when he orgasmed...

Zu tried to wiggle a paw down to stroke himself, but - Karl caught it and pinned it down against his side. "No - Zu," he growled; the hyena whimpered softly as his other paw was similarly restrained, "I want to show you something. How - close are you?"

"I'm... getting there..."

Karl had put all of his willpower into holding himself off. Everything about this was going exactly as he'd wanted it to, so that was quite a feat. "You know, little brother, this is a really good look for you... on your back, legs in the air-" He drew back, far enough to remove himself completely from his brother, and then sank back in- "-thick cock eight inches under your tail... if you ever do this with your friends- invite me to watch. Hell, I can offer a helping tongue, too..."

This time Zu looked like he wanted to say something, but he couldn't form any words. His lips moved and his jaw worked, but no sound other than breathy moans came out; his eyes fluttered back shut, and Karl could feel his arms and paws tensing against his sides. The hyena had started pushing back against his brother with each thrust in, pressing down onto him to work him deeper and deeper into him - and now, if Karl were to stop his thrusting completely, Zu would still be getting himself a rather thorough fucking by the merit of the movement of his own hips. Karl half-considered changing position to let the hyena ride him-

-but then he felt his climax approaching, and squeezed Zu even more tightly down onto himself while pounding down into him, again and again and again. His breaths sharpened, almost all the muscles in his body tensed, he sucked in a fast breath and then drove in as deeply as he could, feeling the hot waves of his orgasm ripple through him as he unloaded into the hyena- and then Zu's breath caught in his throat, too, and the hyena gasped "Ah- Karl-" and then bucked upwards, spurting his own load out over his bellyfur. Hands-free. That's just what I wanted to show you, little brother.

Both panting (and drooling, somewhat), the two canines remained wrapped closely together with their foreheads almost touching, waiting for their heartbeats to slow down; Karl placed a gentle lick on the end of his little brother's nose before carefully tugging back out of him, now with his own cum slicked over his length as well as his brother's saliva. Doing this caused Zu to clutch at the covers and suck in another gasp, but afterwards, he slumped down and continued trying to level his breathing.

"Water's probably cold..." Karl mused, looking over to the shower. Zu didn't respond. "But, now, you _really_need to bathe... we both do. I'll... turn it off, and then we can wait a while, and shower together... how does that sound?"

"Yeah..." Zu managed to pant. From here, Karl could see his load leaking out of his tailhole... "Yeah."

~ ~ ~

The brothers decided not to get dressed while waiting for the warm water to come back - no point to, after all. Instead Karl just led Zu around the house, since the little hyena's legs weren't working properly as a result of getting so fantastically railed so fiercely - and Karl thought that, sometimes, Zu purposefully fell to his knees just so he could brush his muzzle against his brother's sheath again while standing back up.

Once they got in the shower, the hyena put his paws out against the wall, bent over, and lifted his tail for his brother. "Aren't you sore?" Karl asked, to which Zu defiantly shook his head - but then whined and yipped that it hurt too much about halfway through, and satisfied himself with pawing off the taller African wild dog - as he approached his orgasm again, Karl pushed Zu down to his knees so he could paint his muzzle.

As it turned out, Karl forgot about his phone until the next morning. He considered sleeping with Zu that night, but the hyena's bed wasn't large enough to accommodate both of them, for one, and also he thought that that might be a little too much too soon. After dropping Zu off at school and then returning home - his phone had received too many messages and ran out of battery halfway through the night, and he hadn't yet bothered to plug it in - he passed the hyena's room and briefly looked in, and saw...

...right there on the bed, resting against the pillow, an old beaten-up African wild dog plush, half-covered by the blankets. Karl smiled to himself.