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Out of Character 2

Andrew awoke with a start, the sun had set and he felt a little chill in his fur because he had been lying naked in bed without any blankets for an hour.

Not HIS bed though. He was lying naked in bed curled up with his little 18 year old brother James.

James snored lightly and drooled on Andrew's shoulder, one arm draped over the older vulpine's red and white chest. He looked so peaceful, angelic even. With a pang of guilt, Andrew remembered the feeling of being inside his teenaged brother, the kiss, the closeness, the passion, the... tying. James mumbled in his sleep and rolled over. Andrew caught a glimpse of his tight ass under the sheets in the moonlight and felt his body react. He pressed his charcoal black paws down against the unwelcome erection.

"Mom is gonna kill me." he thought to himself as he slowly extricated himself from James' bed and padded shamefully back to his room.

The next morning, Andrew got up out of his bed the moment before his alarm sounded and made his way to the kitchen. He did not want to endure any awkward conversations.

"Hi, mom, bye mom!" he managed and slipped out of the kitchen just as James came stumbling down the stairs, hurriedly stuffing his arms into his shirt sleeves.

"Aren't you going to wait for your bro..."

Andrew slammed the door behind him far more noisily than he intended. His ears flattened at the sound but he set off at a brisk pace towards school, trying to put the feelings from the past week out of his mind.

They had developed an unexpected closeness. A closeness that Andrew desperately wanted to continue, but it just couldn't be.

James caught him about half way on his walk to their college. The younger toddy panting, out of breath. Andrew was in his final year, James just starting out, but they had this one brief year of overlap where they were studying in the same place.

They marched in silence for a while. James was too out of breath to talk. Andrew noted that his little brother was not much of a sprinter and tried hard not to recall the image of his brother lying panting on his back while Andrew laid into his sweet tight little....

"Can I ask..." James ventured, snapping Andrew from his guilty reverie.

"Not right now, please James, I.... I have a lot on my mind." yeah, that's right a lot of his brother's hot little body on his mind. He squeezed his eyes shut. It was unkind, he knew that. James must be just as confused; maybe more confused than he was himself.

"Oh well, that's a coincidence, I had a lot somewhere else last night, if you know what I mean..."

...

*ahem* The younger fox cleared his throat and splayed his ears awkwardly. "Sorry, that was a bit lame, wasn't it?"

Andrew bit his lip, tears stinging his eyes. The guilt and shame he felt from fucking his very own brother overwhelming every other thought. He shook his head and mumbled to himself.

"I just can't"

"Hey, maybe we can talk after school?" James ventured. He made as if to hug his older brother and then thought better of it, opting to pat him gently on the back. Even that little bit of physical contact was enough to make Andrew's sheath swell uncomfortably.

"See you around, uh, bro?" the proffered fist bump went unanswered and with that he scampered away.

The next day, Andrew was sitting on the rough granite stairs near the theatre with his friends. Andrew, Nate, Kyle and Francis had all been as thick as thieves during high school. Thankfully none of his friends took drama and so none of them witnessed the stage kiss that set off all of... Set off what exactly? A romance? With his brother? His heart heaved. So that's what it felt like. He had never been in any kind of relationship before, but he imagined this is what it felt like. Well, more accurately, this is what it felt like to love someone that was not allowed. Maybe this was how Antonio felt. He sighed and tried not to think of James, his sheath stirring regardless.

Andrew had gotten good at dodging his brother's attempts at conversation, maybe if he just stayed away, they could pretend nothing ever happened, go back to normal.

But he didn't want normal, he knew he didn't want normal. He wanted James. When he pawed this morning, all he could think about was his brother, writhing and moaning beneath him, it was all he wanted, all he could think about was his little...

"Bro!" the young toddy announced his appearance as if summoned.

"There you are, I have been looking everywhere for you."

Andrew could see from his expression that the younger fox was in a stroppy mood. Green satchel draped awkwardly over one slender shoulder. he made a beeline for the group on the stairs.

"Oh hey there, Squirt" Kyle (the only other fox in the group) waved a friendly paw at the younger fox. James ignored him.

"You've been avoiding me" James accused flatly. Andrew leapt up off the stairs and pushed his brother away out of earshot, near a lone tree.

"Not now, James." he hissed

"Well when then?" James hissed back. "I WANT to talk about it... we HAVE to talk about it, I NEED to know..."

Andrew pushed his younger brother into the tree. Both strong black paws pinned the smaller fox's slender shoulders to the rough bark. To any casual onlooker (especially his friends), it would look as though the older fox was casually bullying his sibling.

"I want to talk about that night!" James growled again, looking hotly up at his brother, green eyes smouldering with frustration and... was that... pain?

Andrew felt a pang of guilt and his own eyes darted left and right as if looking for an escape route.

"Look, I'm sorry, OK, it was a mistake..."

"A mistake?" James' voice rose an octave as he shouted, "me, your own brother, a mistake to you? You think you can just say those things and walk away?" tears darkened the fur around his eyes "Did you mean any of it? How much of that night was you, and how much was Antonio?"

Andrew's ears perked in surprise and he tilted his head to one side, regarding his brother from a new perspective.

"Are we... talking about the same thing?" he ventured slowly.

"I'm talking about when you said you loved me, you colossal ass!"

"Oh, right, I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, tell me the truth!"

Andrew's lower lip quivered and the tears welled up from deep inside him.

"How am I supposed to know, damnit? I've never done this." he gestured between them with one sooty paw "Never, not with anyone."

Andrew collapsed onto James' shoulder, sobbing. It was now James' turn to scan the horizon, worried about onlookers.

"I... I'm s..sorry I fucked you, that was..."

"I'm not." James patted his brother gingerly on the back.

"You're... not?" Andrew looked up in surprise.

"No, you cockhead, that was the hottest night of my life, I can't stop thinking of your long hard..."

"Ok, okaaay," black paws came up as if to fend the words away "Please. I don't think my conscience can handle hearing my baby brother talking about my dick, please."

"Sure, whatever. But what about the other stuff?"

"Other stuff?"

"You know, the..." James squirmed uncomfortably and whispered into Andrew's ear "the l-word stuff".

"Oh, um" Andrew wiped his eyes and gingerly got back up off the ground. "Well, I never really believed in love"

James looked crestfallen.

"But!" Andrew continued hastily "but... with you, when I'm with you... I guess, I think, it makes sense. We make sense, at least when we're together, um."

He drew himself up to his full height, laid a paw on his brother's shoulder as if to steady himself and looked him in the eyes." James, you make me want to believe in love. I think about you all the time. I wish we could be....us... but... I'm scared." the last came out as a whisper.

"Yeah, me too... " James considered briefly "so wait, you... think of me?"

"Uh" Andrew scratched the back of his head with one black paw, his ears askew with uncertainty "Yeah, I think of you a lot I guess."

"You mean, like, when you paw?"

Andrew covered his eyes with both paws, ears burning with embarrassment. "Please, James, stop"

"Oh my God, you do! You want it don't you? You're down baaad." You want a slice of my red velvet cake." James punctuated the last 3 words by slapping his butt and tried unsuccessfully to shake it in a sexy way.

"James!" Andrew grabbed him by the shoulders again and pushed him against the tree. "If I promise we can talk about this in your room tonight, can we please stop talking about it now?"

"Yeah, ok, gotcha." James glanced over Andrew's shoulder at the group of friends still sitting on the stairs. "Later then" he said with a self conscious smile and then scampered away, satchel draped over his right shoulder.

James sat in his bed, checking the time on his phone. Soon it would be 11pm and if Andrew didn't come soon, they would miss their chance to...

A soft knock at the door announced his brother's arrival. The older fox padded in and sat awkwardly on the side of the bed rubbing the back of his head with one paw, ears hopefully forward. James sat up next to him and tilted his muzzle up invitingly. Without a word, as if by gravity or some other primal force, their muzzles were drawn together and they rolled into the bed. Andrew pressed James down into the soft mattress and kissed him passionately on the muzzle, their tongues wrestled with a now-familiar intimacy that made James' heart sing.

The sinking feeling that had been clawing at his chest for the past week evaporated in that one sweet moment. Suddenly all the fears and insecurities of the week, all the worries that this was all just some big unfair practical joke melted away in the arms of his older brother. Yes, there were things to worry about, but they could tackle those problems later. Together.

After what seemed like an hour, they reluctantly parted muzzles and just lay there side-to-side, talking. Sharing old family stories, talking about the play, Mr. Pridmore.

They weren't ready to talk about their feelings have another go at sex, but it was nice to just be together. Andrew held him and they talked, his brother's erection dug comfortingly into the smaller vulpine's back.

It was late into the morning when Andrew squeezed his younger brother and reluctantly slipped out of the bed.

"I'm getting tired... I had better go"

"Aww, can't you stay here and sleep with me, just a little?"

"I don't want to get discovered by mom or dad" Andrew cringed at the thought. "I'll see you tomorrow ok?"

"OK" James lifted up the blankets to show off his naked body and Andrew stiffened.

"No fair."

"All's fair in love and war!" James giggled.

The next morning, James awoke with a painfully hard erection and the realisation that for the first time in his life he had a truly epic foolproof way to tease his older sibling.

The next evening at dinner, they sat opposite one another at the small dinner table as usual. Andrew felt James' small black foot paw tentatively press up against his own (mom had a strict no shoes policy in the house). Andrew stiffened and stared daggers at the younger toddy, trying to push the paw away with his own, but James just kept on smiling innocently and continued playing "footsie".

"So tell us about your day, honey?" his mother asked and Andrew blinked twice trying not to be rude.

"Oh, uh, nothing much, same as always." He lost the paw fight in his distraction.

James' foot paw rose tentatively up his older brother's calf and Andrew felt the fear and excitement of the public arousal rising in his chest. He made a "cut it out" gesture at his brother which was studiously ignored.

"Oh, surely something new happened recently didn't it?" his father cajoled him, serving up a big steaming heap of potatoes for himself. "You certainly seemed to be pretty chuffed the other day after that drama test of yours."

"Oh, well, um" some of the best lies have a kernel of truth to them. "I guess truth be told, I kind of started seeing someone." he shared a bashful smile with James who's eyes lit up with joy at the recognition of their closensess. The paw on his leg stroked him encouragingly.

"Uh, nothing serious" Andrew continued.

James looked crestfallen and the paw waivered.

"Uh, I mean, it's pretty great so far, I'm happy, they make me happy." the foot paw crept higher with renewed confidence.

"Oh, how wonderful" mom clapped her paws to the sides of her muzzle.

"So, when will we get to meet her?" dad asked as he put the potatoes down.

"...or him!" his mother interjected quickly. "You know we love you either way, honey." James' foot paw passed his knee and inexpertly rubbed against Andrews's thigh. Andrew gulped.

"Uh, I suppose the honest answer is in this case they are a 'he' but I don't know if that means..."

Dad sighed and fished a $5 bill out of his wallet to give to mom.

"Thank you!" she declared in a self-satisfied tone.

"Wait, you two were betting on my... orientation?" he was so incensed he didn't think to push the invading foot paw from between his thighs.

Dad shrugged.

James' foot paw finally found its way between Andrew's legs and nestled against his already stiffening sheath, James slid down in his chair a little so he could get the most contact with his brother's crotch.

James giggled.

Andrew kicked James in the shin under the table.

"Ow" James responded, but the smile didn't leave his face.

"No kicking at the table." dad pointed a fork at Andrew.

"And no laughing at your brother, you know he hates being teased" mom added.

"Sorry mom" James said sweetly, as his foot paw grabbed a generous mound of Andrew's crotch and kneaded it greedily. "and sorry, Andrew, sorry for teasing you sooooo much" the paw punctuated every word with a squeeze

"Say sorry to your brother" dad continued. Andrew scowled at James as the paw massage continued.

"Say it"

"Sorry James, I didn't mean to hurt you, it's just" the paw worked him up to full mast "it's just you can be so annoying sometimes"

Dad chuckled "boys will be boys"

James started pumping Andrew's cock as if he planned to give him a foot-paw job right then and there. If he didn't do something soon, he would cum all over himself.

Andrew stood abruptly, ears burning incandescent red, paws clasped in front of him, keeping his painful erection down.

"Thank you for dinner, I have to go... uh... clean my room! Goodnight!"

He stiffly took the stairs to his bedroom, two at a time.

Later that evening, James padded smugly into his room and took up position in his older brother's arms.

Andrew pulled him close and nuzzled at James' neck.

"You're a little dickhead you know that?"

"Aww, come on, let me have my fun. Besides, you can't tell me you don't enjoy the attention."

James reached down behind him and stroked his brother's already rock hard shaft.

Andrew sighed, both at the attention and the situation.

"You're lucky I love you, you dork."

"Asshole" James smiled and turned his head for a kiss.

It was as if their bodies were meant for each other, the kiss so natural, their bodies pressed eagerly into each other, reducing the space between them to nothing.

Andrew allowed his own paws to flit greedily over James soft taught fur, his fingers finding the young toddy's own thickening sheath, his soft fluffy balls and the hole beneath his tail.

"You want to..."

"I do..."

He loomed over his brother now, slick hard cock pressed against the younger fox's tail hole,

"I want it so bad, I'm going to fuck you so deep you'll taste it..." his cock head breached his brother's entrance without warning and they gasped in unison.

*tap*tap* They both froze at a sound of knocking on the door.

"Hey Andrew, have you seen James?" their mother's voice

"Uh..." Andrew let out a high-pitched whine of frustration as he reluctantly pulled himself out of his brother. "he's... uh,.. in here with me."

"Andrew, he was just joking around, you be nice to him. James, you ok?"

"I'm good ma" James scrambled out of the bed and pulled his pyjamas back.

"I was just looking for my, uh, my tablet, yeah. Oh wait, must be in my room, silly me!" He declared and scampered down the passageway to his own bedroom.

Andrew couldn't bring himself to paw, he wanted his next time to be with James.

The next morning they shared a furtive kiss halfway on the walk to school and promised each other more that evening, but Andrew had forgotten it was movie night.

Uh! Movie night!

If it had been scheduled at anyone else's place, Andrew would have cancelled, but since he was hosting, he felt obliged to follow through. He and his friends were all sitting around the TV on the couch, selecting the latest blockbuster action movie. All Andrew could think about was the time wasted not inside his brother.

James groggily emerged from the passageway into the lounge. He was wearing baggy oversized pyjamas that obscured his slender form. He stretched and the sleeve of one arm fell down comically up to his elbow.

They were hand-me-downs from Andrew, the older fox recalled, with a light burning sensation in his ears.

James never wore those pyjamas, he always complained they smelt too much like the his brother. Andrew bit his lip. Maybe that's why the younger toddy had changed his night time wardrobe? To feel closer to Andrew? His sheath stirred at the thought of it.

"Hey it's the squirt!"

Kyle, the big red fox bounded up to smack James squarely between the shoulder blades.

"So how have ya been, kid?"

"You're like, only four years older than me." James huffed and pushed back against the bigger fox, hackles raised.

"Oh, hey! Aren't we a little touchy this evening...."

"Leave him alone, Kyle" Andrew raised his voice and his own hackles simultaneously.

Kyle lifted his paws in an innocent expression. "Hey, what did I do?"

"Just sit down, it's about to start!"

James padded softly towards the group on the couch. He and Andrew's met eyes for what seemed like an eternity.

Without a word, James walked slowly up towards his brother and wedged himself in between the older fox and the side of the couch.

"So what are we watching?" He asked simply.

When everyone was back to being distracted by the show, he imperceptibly rested his head on Andrew's shoulder.

Andrew froze, his body tingled at the soft familiar touch.

"What are you doing?" he hissed through his teeth.

"You're warm." James said in his irritatingly direct way, and ventured a nuzzle against Andrew's shoulder.

Andrew sighed and offered up his arm. James contented himself with cuddling onto that.

Andrew felt fortunate he had a blanket to hide the sight and smell of his growing arousal at this closeness.

It was about an hour into the movie when James started getting bored. Andrew's arm was well numb from being held by the younger fox but he didn't mind at all, for all his complaining, it was nice to have his brother there with him, close to him.

A paw snuck into his inner thigh and Andrew batted it away.

"Not now, you dick!"

"No, your dick" James insisted, as his paw returned to its task with renewed vigour, finding Andrew's crotch immediately.

"Stop it, James."

"Or what, you gonna tell mom?" James looked up at him with those beautiful innocent green eyes.

"N...no!"

"Ok, let me do this, I'll be quick, I promise. We didn't get to do anything last night."

Andrew's cock throbbed in agreement. It had been literally days since he had cum, and he wanted... no, desperately needed to cum in his brother.

James pretended to be falling asleep and inched down, lower and lower down his brother's body. No one noticed until finally, when his muzzle was in Andrews's lap, he pretended to be fast asleep.

In what he hoped was a subtle movement, Andrew lifted the heavy blanked up over his brother's head to secure some semblance of privacy.

James reveled in the closeness to his brother, the strong scent of his arousal, the sensation of being so close to him and yet also surrounded by others. It was exciting, titillating, so naughty. He snuck a paw under the blanket to grope at his brothers balls through the jeans, which rewarded him with a low grunt and thrust of approval. He then used his other paw to reach the zip. His prize bulged out of the opening in the pants, straining against the underwear. He freed Andrew's shaft and sniffed at it excitedly.

This was the first time he'd been close enough to taste it. He had fantasised about this moment, ever since that first night. He wanted the taste of his brother, wanted to smell his arousal, but more than that, he wanted that little feeling of power when his brother lost himself in James' body. That sense of satisfaction and accomplishment that came from such a strong reaction in his older brother. Being desired, needed, wanted.

He opened his muzzle and slipped his brother's shaft between his lips, sucking as quietly as he could. The action movie boomed on, but all James could think of was his brother's cock. It throbbed encouragingly in his muzzle and copious quantities of precum dribbled out in a steady stream, to be lapped up by the voracious vulpine. James suckled noiselessly on his brother's cock for a full half hour, swallowing muzzles-full of precum and saliva.

Andrew lay back and tried to focus on his breathing. It felt so good, so amazing to slowly leak into his brother's gently sucking maw. Eventually though, it felt like an itch he had to scratch. His balls ached for release and he could feel he was perfectly on the edge of overflowing with cum. Without warning, Andrew grabbed James head through the blanket and started thrusting with short discrete desperate thrusts.

James opened his muzzle wide and enjoyed the sensation of his muzzle being used, of the older fox's cock pressing up against the roof of his muzzle, threatening to choke him completely.

It wasn't long before James was rewarded with the thick creamy brine of his brother's cum squirting hotly against the back of his tongue. He choked and swallowed as well as he could, elated to have produced such a reaction.

Andrew bit his tongue and tried not to fuck his brother's muzzle too hard. It felt so good, so much better than any porn, any wet dream, any pawing session he had ever had. He shuddered with satisfaction and held James in place till the younger fox had cleaned up all the mess. James licked greedily at Andrew's sensitive spent shaft, making his older brother squirm, then unceremoniously got up off the couch, taking the blanket with him. Andrew yelped, covering his own crotch with two desperate paws.

James stretched and theatrically wiped his muzzle with the back of his paw.

"I'll be back, I just need a drink of water."

Andrew waited as long as he dared but he decided the smell of his cum must surely be filling the room. He stood up too and raced to the bathroom.

James came back from his glass of water and wedged himself back next to the older fox's form. He rested his head on the older fox's shoulder and this was met with an immediate growl of protest.

"Oh, quiet you" James countered quietly and slipped his paw under the blanket to grope at the big saggy cock and balls. Weird, these weren't jeans.

The sheath beneath the pants firmed up to eagerly fill his paw but something felt different...

A deep familiar voice rumbled quietly with satisfaction. "I think we had better take this someplace private, squirt."

James looked up with a shock, "Kyle?"

James got up and backpedaled to escaped the lounge, head spinning. He made it to his bedroom but didn't have time to close the door before Kyle burst in, closing the door behind him.

"I should have known you were interested in getting a taste of this" he hefted his bulge in his pants and started unbuckling his belt."

"N..no, I'm s..sorry, it was a m..misunderstanding" James cowered behind his bed "I didn't mean it."

"Now, now. Don't start what you can't finish, squirt!" Kyle freed his thick red shaft and fluffy white balls from his boxers and started walking over to the prone vulpine.

"You seemed so interested in this five minutes ago, why suddenly so coy? Why are you such a dirty little cock tease?"

Kyle almost had his cock up to James's reluctant lips when Andrew burst in.

"Leave him be, Kyle" he yelled, shoving his friend to one side and positioning himself in front of his prone brother.

"Hey, he started it!" Kyle growled in protest. "Little shit grabbed a fistful of my junk and now he says it was a mistake? Just who did he think..."

He looked from one brother to the other, eyes darting from one fox to the other, and realisation slowly dawned.

"Well, well, well, I didn't know you were such a kinky fucker. Your own brother huh?" he shook his head

Andrew splayed his ears in shame but growled back "Just go, Kyle, we'll talk about this later."

"Aww, but I'm all worked up, and I think one of you should help finish me off, or maybe I might something mention something to your mom"

"You wouldn't"

"Oh, Mrs. Billington..." Kyle started in a sing-song voice.

"Ok, stop, stop, I'll do it, give it here." Andrew knelt down in front of his friend of 8 years, "I'll do it." he repeated.

"Andrew, no!" James tried to pull him back.

"Go to my room, James, and lock the door, I'll be with you soon."

"No, I'm going to stay."

"James! Go!"

Kyle made to follow the younger fox but Andrew grabbed his friend's thick slick cock, took a deep breath and licked it with his rough pink tongue.

Kyle, distracted by this new sensation, turned his attention to Andrew's muzzle and grabbed him with both paws.

"Oh yeah, that's the stuff" Kyle started thrusting with his hips.

Andrew had never given a blow job before, and truth be told, he had fantasised about doing this very act more than a few times. The circumstances, though, meant that he didn't really enjoy it as much as he had hoped.

The thick red shaft pressed up against the back of his throat. He tried not to gag, working his tongue against the sensitive slit, hoping to bring his friend to climax sooner. Kyle thrust his hips over and over, toying with Andrew's muzzle.

Blessedly 5 minutes later, Andrew could hear Kyle's breathing shorten.

"Oh yeah, that's it, almost, almost...."

Just before he climaxed, Kyle pulled out and shot sticky white ropes of strong-smelling fox cum all over the top of Andrew's face and on is chest. He sighed with satisfaction, squeezing the last droplets out onto the bridge of Andrew's muzzle, and stuck it between Andrew's lips to be licked clean.

Andrew dutifully sucked it clean, then did his best to lick the cum off his chops.

"You watch too much porn, Kyle"

"And you..." Kyle panted while stuffing his cock back into his pants "...are actually kind of good at that"

An hour later, James heard the key turn in the lock and there was his brother, like a knight in shining armour.

"Oh, Andrew, I'm so sorry." James started, hugging a pillow that smept of his brother.

"Shhh, hush now" Andrew slipped into the bed and cuddled his younger brother closely. "Shhh"

They stayed like that for what felt an eternity, Andrew's strong arms taking all of James' fear and weakness away.

After what felt like an hour, Andrew spoke, James could feel the rumbling of his voice through his chest.

"OK, I have decided. I want you here with me."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I don't care if we get caught, I want to be with you, to hold you. I want this, but always." he squeezed James tight.

"I want that too" James whispered. "And I promise, I won't tease you like that ever again, Andrew. Andrew?"

But his brother was fast asleep, holding him tightly.

The next morning, Andrew awoke with a painfully hard erection and he knew exactly what he wanted.

"Hey fox" he kissed and squeezed his brother from behind.

"Hmm? James stretched and cuddled deeply into Andrew's fur"

"Yeah? what's up?"

"I am."

"Oh is that so?" James giggled and wriggled his hips.

without a word, Andrew slipped his brother's pyjamas down.... his own bulky hand-me-down pyjamas down his brother's thighs to reveal his soft tight red and white ass.

Andrew's cock slipped into the crease between James' cheeks like it was always meant to be. James moaned a little in protest when he went too fast to start, but after a brief pause the younger fox pushed back into his brother's crotch, wanting more.

"Fuck me, make me yours, I want to be yours, only yours."

Andrew took his brother deep, all the way to the hilt and then started the slow steady thrusting he needed to get started.

James started making quiet high pitched moaning sounds, so Andrew rolled him onto his front and pressed his muzzle into the pillow. James responded by going limp and letting Andrew do what he wanted, take what he wanted.

"Yes. Yes, please, Andrew, I love you" he said, his voice muffled by the pillow

"Take me, take me, uh!"

Andrew picked up the pace and started panting with exertion. This time was deliberate, this time was a commitment, this time there was no going back.

His passion mounted, sweat soaked his back and chest as he ploughed his little brother deep into the bed.

Andrew reached around and stroked James' hard firmness and the younger fox cried out with pleasure as he came quickly all over the bed, the hot white sticky mess soaked into his tummy fur and Andrew's paw. The orgasm wracked his slender body as he writhed with pleasure, and his tail hole closed tight around Andrew's cock, multiplying the sensation the older fox felt. Without asking this time, Andrew plunged his knot deep within his brother, over and over and over till he was satisfied. James howled into the pillow at the rough treatment and Andrew came roughly, deep within him. They moaned and shuddered in unison as Andrew pumped his load deep within his little brother, coating his insides with his sticky seed.

"No matter what happens. We are together from now on, OK? I love you." Andrew panted.

"I love you too" came the exhausted reply.

They lay like that all morning, forever bonded.