Unforgettable Stink

Owen sat with his hand supporting his head, tapping his foot in a frantic rhythm as the little grey wolf sighed up a storm, his eyes darting around the pages of his math book in an unfocused zigzag, the quiet hum of the library lights burrowing into his ears. The 8 year old pup wasn't really much of a bookworm at the best of times, but trying to study had become especially bothersome in the recent weeks, his mind constantly racing and leaving the cub unable to focus. Getting utterly hooked on sniffing his older brother's farts, preferably straight from the source, Owen could barely even think straight when he hadn't gotten his fix recently, and that day marked the third day that the siblings had gone without getting together for some nasty, stinky fun. Since Logan had spent the weekend at a hockey camp, away from home for the entire duration, and hadn't come back until that Monday morning, the pair hadn't had the opportunity to sneak off and enjoy their lewd arrangement yet. Owen knew he should've been focusing on the equations and numbers bouncing about in front of his eyes, to study for his upcoming test, but all the little puppy could think of was his older brother shoving him to the floor with a grin like usual. The wolf was enthralled by thoughts of Logan sitting down right on his face and smearing his snout with brown skid marks running up and down his fur, choking him with loud and rumbling farts, not stopping no matter how hard he squirmed. Stuck deep in his dirty daydreams, Owen closed his eyes as a sly smile appeared on his face, breathing harder and harder as his hand idly crept over to his crotch, his fingers rubbing the front of his shorts as a visible bulge began to form. Biting his lip as his tail wagged, the little wolf dove deeper into his fantasies, forgetting all about his homework or the school library around him as he instead got swept up in all of the wonderful and smelly memories he and his brother had made, leaning forward and curling his toes as he grabbed at his crotch, gently grinding his erect cock through his pants against the palm of his hand. Suddenly snapping out of his dreams as a classmate of his walked past the desk he'd set up at, Owen’s eyes snapped open as he let out a soft gasp, looking around with a light blush reddening his face, making sure no one was staring at him as he subtly adjusted his shorts to hide his boner. 

For a few minutes longer, Owen desperately tried to ignore his desires and just focus on his school work, but couldn't get anywhere no matter how hard he tried, his mind always coming back to the memory of his big brother's disgusting and arousing scent, only getting him more worked up. The boy had to admit that he couldn't get anything done, at least nothing quite so intensive as math, as long as he was this horny, leaning back in his seat with a soft groan as he rubbed his face. Glancing down between his thighs, the pup stared at his bulging shorts for a moment, biting his lip as he squirmed in his seat, trying to think of any way to take care of his horniness without giving away his perverted nature to the entire rest of the school. While the cub was busy trying to plan out how he could sneak out of the library and into the bathrooms for a quick session of relief without showing off his tented shorts to all of his classmates, he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the other side of a few bookcases, the wolf's ears perking up as a big smile came across his muzzle, listening to his brother talking to someone. Thinking that such perfect timing must've been fate herself telling him what needed to be done, Owen quickly stuffed his books into his backpack and shot up from his seat, using his bag to shield his crotch from any watchful eyes as he shuffled across the school library, peeking around bookcases until he finally spotted his older sibling. Logan was chatting with some younger cheetah that Owen recognised from his class, a 7 year old boy by the name of Dale, seemingly just as bored as the younger wolf was, idly flipping through a few books before spotting the puppy's head poking out from behind the corner. Logan’s mouth immediately twisted up into a grin as he slammed the book in his hand closed, shoving it back into the bookcase as he quickly turned to the cheetah boy, 
“Sorry, Dale, but I just remembered I had to do something. I'll see you later.”
Not even giving the feline a chance to reply, Logan turned around to walk off, only glancing back towards Owen to give his little brother a naughty wink. Getting the hint, Owen took off as well, following his sibling a few steps behind, his eyes glued on the older boy's rump as Logan’s tail lifted up to show off the tight pair of sweatpants his brother had on, Logan’s ass swaying with every step the cub took, sending excited shivers up Owen’s back as the other canine gave the plump ass a light slap while leading him off towards a far corner of the library.

Losing more and more of his inhibition with every step he took, only able to stare at his big brother's ass as the throbbing in his pants grew more intense, Owen forgot all about the worries of getting caught, his hangups of getting lewd in the library disappearing as he followed the older wolf. Leading his brother off into a quiet side of the library, hiding behind a few bookcases, Logan stopped as soon as he thought it was safe enough to get naughty and nasty with the pup, leaning against a bookcase with both hands as he squatted down slightly, sticking out his rump and giving it a shake as his tail flagged up high, glancing over his shoulder and giving the needy cub a grin, 
“Come and get it~”
Not needing to be told twice, Owen dashed over to his older sibling, immediately dropping to his knees and grabbing hold of the bigger canine's hips, wrapping his arms around Logan as he stuck his face right between his brother's buns, rubbing his snout up and down the ass cheeks as he sniffed and moaned, his drool soaking into the sweat pants. Smirking with a small chuckle, Logan reached back to grab his little brother's hair, shoving the kid's face harder against his ass as he rubbed Owen’s muzzle up and down his crack. Even with a set of sweatpants and boxers between his nose and the older wolf's pucker, Owen could pick up the familiar scent he loved so much, inhaling in the nasty musk as one of his hands dropped down to his own crotch, grabbing at his tented shorts and rubbing at his erection, humping his own hand like a bitch in heat as he shivered. Knowing how desperate the puppy was to smell his stink, Logan let the cub worship his ass for a good few minutes as he felt his belly rumbling and bubbling, letting a good load build up in his guts before he finally squatted down even further, his tailhole flexing open as he let out a grunt. A bass fart rumbled out and right against Owen’s face, his snout muffling it as he immediately moaned and stuck his muzzle deeper between his big brother's ass cheeks, inhaling in the smell, so potent that it made his eyes water even through the clothes. Logan snickered at his younger brother's sniffing, watching Owen paw at the bulging shorts as he huffed under his breath, moaning as he blasted the younger wolf with another rank fart, grunting as he squeezed it out, 
“Good boy~”
With the two canine brothers were immersed in their stinky session, neither of the pair could hear footsteps approaching, a young cheetah peeking out around the bookcase and gasping at the sight of one wolf kneeling behind the other, accidentally dropping the book he was carrying as the siblings turned to look at the shocked Dale in unison. 

For a brief moment, an awkward silence lingered over the three cubs as they all stared at one another, a sheepish blush on Owen’s face as he gulped, his face still half buried in his brother's rear as his classmate watched on. Taking in the scene as his brain caught up to what he was seeing, the cheetah finally realised what he had stumbled upon, his confused expression changing to that of disgust as he stuck out his tongue in revulsion, the cheetah's ears pressing against his head as he recoiled back at the faint stench of Logan’s stink reaching his nostrils, 
“Eww! Why the heck are you sniffing his farts!?”
Finally getting over the initial shock, his body starting to actually listen to him again after being frozen for the first few seconds, Owen pulled his snout out from under his sibling's tail and quickly staggered up to his feet, his face still red as he turned to the feline boy, 
“D… Dale? What are you doing here?”
The cheetah gave a groan as he wafted the air, coughing while holding his nose closed, 
“I heard farting and stuff, I was curious and I wanted to check it out. Didn't know I'd find you two here. Why were you sticking your nose into his butt, you weirdo!?”
Neither wolf could come up with any sort of a good reason on the spot, with Logan thinking that even a naive cub like Dale probably wouldn't buy it if he tried to say that his little brother had just accidentally tripped and fell face first against his ass. Thankfully for the pair, the cheetah was innocent enough to not really realise the entirety of what he'd seen, not even noticing the visible bulge on the front of Owen’s shorts as he continued, 
“I mean, why’d anyone wanna sniff someone's farts? That's gross!”
Accepting that there was no way for him to talk his way out of the situation, Logan had another idea on how to defuse the unexpected surprise that had interrupted his and his brother's good time, a devious grin forming on the canine's face as he glanced over at his younger sibling, spotting a hint of a smirk on Owen’s face as well. Without needing to say a single word, the two brothers had seemingly thought up of the same idea on how to take care of their unwanted audience, both giving one another a small nod as the cheetah watched on, unaware of the plans the two had in mind for him. 

Realising the two wolves were staring at him, glaring like they were feral predators and he was nothing but a little kitty lost in their territory, Dale suddenly felt a chill running up his spine, clearing his throat as he held up his hands, slowly backing up, 
“Uhh… th… that whole thing about you being w… weirdos? Just… forget all about it, okay. I'm just gonna go to lunch and w-”
Before the young cheetah could get around the corner, both canines lunged at him, only a tiny yelp managing to slip out of his maw before the brothers had already descended down on him, the younger of the pair wrapping him in a bear hug to pin his arms to his sides while the older sibling muffled him by clamping his muzzle shut. With devious glee, Owen brought the wriggling and squirming feline's arms behind his classmate’s back, twisting Dale down to his knees while clutching the cub's wrists tight, making sure the cheetah couldn't struggle and get free. The little wolf found it surprisingly fun to get to bully someone else for a change, rather than just him being his brother's target, even if he did also love that, at least when it involved getting to sniff his older sibling's farts. With the curious cheetah brought down to his knees, Logan quickly thought up of another, much more exciting way to muffle Dale's squeals and screams, keeping his hand wrapped around the cheetah's muzzle as he turned around and squatted down, aiming his flank right at the wide-eyed kitten as he lifted his tail up,
“This is what you get for being so nosey~!”
In a panic, Dale tried to shake his head and plead for the wolf to stop, but couldn't get very far before he found his face buried right between the canine's ass cheeks, his nose rubbing up against the fabric of the sweatpants stained with Owen’s slobber, the stench of farts and sweat burning his nostrils as he whimpered against the older canine's rear. Feeling his eyes tearing up, the cheetah tried to yell for help and for the brothers to stop, but Logan’s soft and plush rump was doing a far too good of a job at muffling his cries for him to have any hope of escape, the younger sibling keeping him down on his knees as his face was shoved deeper between the pup's buns. 

Rubbing the cub's face against his backside like he was using the cheetah's snout as toilet paper, Logan glanced back at the teary eyed boy with a big smirk on his face, feeling a slight rise from his loins as he dipped a finger down into the band of his sweatpants, 
“Had enough?”
With his ass muffling everything Dale was trying to scream out, Logan laughed as he ran his finger along the band of his pants, 
“Can't really make you out, so I'll take that as a no. Guess you want more~”
Much to Dale's horror, the wolf dropped both his sweatpants and his boxers to his ankles, revealing his bare rear to the gasping and crying cheetah. Logan’s ass crack was smeared with shit, both fresh and already dried, the result of not wiping his pucker on anything besides his little brother's snout, though now he had found some new toilet paper to use. Before the shocked and terrified Dale could react, his face was shoved right back between the canine's buns, retching as the even more intense stink of the unwashed rear reached his nostrils, gagging and groaning as the wolf forced his face nice and deep between the ass cheeks, letting out a heavy moan as the younger brother kept him pinned against the boy’s rump. Grinding his ass on the cheetah's muzzle, leaving a big brown streak right on the feline's face as he huffed, Logan pressed Dale's snout right up tight against his pucker before taking a breath, keeping the squirming cub in place as he gave a light push, feeling his guts rumbling once more. Just as Dale had feared, a horrible fart trumpeted out of the wolf's asshole, spewing noxious gas up his nose as flecks of the older boy's shit spewed all over his face, speckling his fur with brown dots while he desperately attempted to hold his breath, scrambling to get free from the giggling Owen’s grasp. With Logan’s impressively gassy gut, the wolf was able to keep up his thunderous and disgusting storm until Dale's lungs finally gave out, forcing the cheetah to take a deep gasp of his disgusting perfume straight from the source, leaving the kitten coughing and on the verge of puking as he moaned in delight, enjoying the sight of the gagging cub. 

Pushing out every last bit of gas brewing in his belly, only stopping short of emptying his guts onto the feline's face as well, Logan kept mercilessly blasting away at the squirming cub behind him. Squatting down and really ramming the poor cat's face between his cheeks as he moaned, the wolf hoped that the roaring sound of his farts, or the stench of them for that matter, wouldn't draw any unwanted attention in the library. Forced to inhale the canine's stink, a big smear of the older boy's unwiped shit rubbed into the fur on his face, Dale could hardly breathe as he writhed around in the younger wolf's grasp. Finally, after what felt like an eternity and a half, Logan’s tailhole finally quieted down, flexing against the cheetah's nose one last time to squirt out a final squeak of the horrible smelling gas as the wolf huffed with relief, wiping his pucker on the cheetah's cheek before letting go, pulling his pants back up. Dale coughed and sputtered as Owen tossed him to the ground, desperately wiping at his face and his mouth as the horrid stench seemed to linger even long after he'd gotten his snout out from between the older cub's ass cheeks, tears streaming down his face as he gagged and retched, lying on the floor. With a smirk, Logan nudged the kid onto his back, putting a foot on the cheetah's belly like a victorious hunter standing over his prey, chuckling and eyeing up the gagging cub before leaning down to rifle through Dale's pockets, 
“Let's see here…”
Just as the canine had hoped, he found a folded bill and a couple of coins stashed in the cheetah's back pocket, fishing them out and counting the money before stuffing them right in his own pockets, grinning as he lifted his foot off the younger cub. Scrambling up to his feet as soon as he wasn't pinned to the floor any more, Dale sprinted off, still trying to wipe at the shit smeared across his face as he ran away to the bathrooms to clean off the horrible stink as soon as possible. Watching the feline disappear, the wolf brothers both laughed and giggled, Logan patting his belly as he sighed with a smug smile, 
“Feeling kinda hungry now. Good thing I just got some extra lunch money, ‘cause I'm feeling like loading up on some burritos after school~”

Though he hadn't quite gotten off at school during the naughty break he'd had with his big brother, due to getting so rudely interrupted by the nosey cheetah, the session had at least been enough to tide Owen over until the end of their school day. With Logan getting off a bit earlier than him that day, the pup still had to wait until he got home so that he could receive what he'd been looking forward to the entire afternoon however. Sitting near the back of the bus, his backpack lying on his lap so as to conceal his growing erection from the rest of the people riding the bus, Owen couldn't help but to dip back down into the depths of his fantasies, if only to make the trip go past a little faster. With a flushed smile on his face, the boy imagined how utterly rank his big brother's farts must smell like, what with the older wolf having promised to chow down on a load of burritos. Owen knew exactly how bloated and gassy that sort of greasy food always made Logan, getting him that much more excited about what was waiting for him back home as he hugged his backpack, biting his lip and grinding against it. Humping the bag as the front of his briefs were slowly getting more and more soaked with the young puppy's precum, the cub hoped that no one was noticing the blissful look on his face every time the bus rode over a bump in the road. 

Eager to get to experience the effects of his big brother's extra large lunch, Owen could hardly wait for the bus to stop as it finally veered into a stop near his house, hopping out and tossing his backpack over his shoulder, breaking into a jog as he headed straight towards home. Panting, the boy was glad to see that his parents’ car was nowhere to be found on the driveway, meaning that the siblings had the house all to themselves for the evening. Though they were already quite used to doing their dirty deeds sneakily enough to have their sessions even when not home alone, it was always a lot more fun when they didn't have to think about keeping quiet or worry about someone possibly walking in. Running inside, kicking his shoes off and tossing his backpack aside while already sprinting up the stairs, the puppy could hear the TV on in his brother's room, barging in through the door to find Logan already waiting for him. The older wolf was on all fours on his bed, his flank pointed towards the door and his tail flipped up over his back, his plump ass squished into his tight sweatpants as he glanced back at his ravenous little brother, smirking as he gave his ass an audible slap,
“You want this~?”
Whimpering with an impatient nod, Owen stared at the other cub's rump, drooling as his sibling chuckled, 
“Then beg for it~”
Doing as ordered, Owen dropped to his knees, crawling over to the side of his big brother's bed as he let out another needy whine, putting his paws up on the bed as he cooed in a pleading tone,
“C… can I please sniff your ass~?”
With a smirk, Logan shoved his rear back against his sibling's face, rubbing it in as the cub's desperate whimpering immediately got muffled by the ass cheeks stuffed around the pup's muzzle. 

Moaning quietly as his brother nuzzled against his rear, feeling the young pup's tongue pushing out to lap at the back of his pants as he smirked, Logan reached back and pushed his little sibling's snout back slightly, just enough for him to start slowly lowering his sweatpants. Waiting with great anticipation, Owen watched as the older wolf's pants inched down little by little, exposing more of his brother's ass, the boxers underneath partially soaked with sweat, drenched enough for the pair to stick to the bigger canine's round ass, a tantalising scent wafting off of the uncovered undies. Sliding his pants completely off of his legs, putting a foot against his little brother's chest to keep the hungry cub away from his rump until he was completely done teasing Owen, Logan gave his ass another good slap, biting his lip with a moan as his palm came down hard on his bouncy rear. Barely able to contain himself after having waited for so long to be face to ass with his big brother again, Owen whined as he stared at the big and juicy rear wiggling right in front of his face, his nostrils flaring as he sniffed the musky air, drool running down his chin as if he was a puppy staring at a treat. Taking his teasing up a level, Logan decided that he'd be in charge of how much the cub could sniff his butt instead, nudging Owen onto his back as he got up, stepping over the wide eyed boy while hiking his underwear up, giving himself a slight wedgie just to make sure his boxers were nice and snug between his sweaty cheeks,
“Ready or not, here I come~”
Moving swiftly, Logan sat down straight on his brother's face, wiggling back and forth to get the kid's snout nicely tucked between his ass cheeks, moaning as he settled into a comfy position, intending to sit there for quite a while. With his face buried under a mound of sweaty and stinky ass, feeling the soaked fabric stretch over his muzzle as every breath made his head spin, Owen couldn't help but to nearly explode on the spot, his hands immediately reaching for his crotch, blindly feeling around until he manage to find the fly on his shorts. Logan watched his little brother hurriedly yanking the pair down, the cub's knotted length already fully out of its sheath and stiffened up as Owen’s fingers wrapped around it, squirts of pre streaming from it like a fountain as the boy began to jerk off, moaning under his rump. 

Grinding his ass against his little brother's face, Logan let out a tiny sigh, feeling the pup's slobber soaking through his boxers to only further add to the wetness that his sweat had already caused, causing the fabric to cling to his ass cheeks as he slowly rocked his hips back and forth. Feeling the younger wolf quivering under him, watching with a smirk how his brother desperately pumped and jacked off while worshipping his rear, Logan sat back and enjoyed the moment, taking his time since they had the house all to themselves for the evening, with no need to hurry their lewd session. After what felt like an utter eternity to the young cub, just as he thought he wouldn't be able to take the wait for a single second longer, Owen saw his brother finally hooking a finger into the back of the pair of boxers, the only thing still between his snout and what he'd been waiting all day long for. With a needy whimper, the puppy waited as Logan slowly pulled the pair down, teasing him even further by sliding the undies down at an agonising rate, more and more of the bigger wolf's revolting ass crack coming into view as the kid stared up at it in awe, anxious to have the muddy and stained cheeks wrapped around his snout. Huffing as he slid his boxers down his thighs, finally revealing his unwiped ass as his tail fanned his disgusting and musky scent all around, almost instantly filling the room with his aroma like a skunk, Logan smirked as he gave his butt a good slap before grasping his buns with both hands, spreading apart his cheeks to give the flustered boy under him a good closeup look at his dirty tailhole, shit smeared all over his pucker and the fur surrounding it, 
“Ready~?”
Before Owen could even nod in reply, as if the older canine even needed any confirmation that his little brother wanted his stench, Logan was already pushing, his asshole flexing as it opened up to let loose a disgusting stream of air, his stomach grumbling as a giant fart escaped his hole. While he was still squeezing out the gas from his guts, Logan quickly lowered his rump back over his younger sibling's face, trapping the boy under his ass while he moaned with relief, feeling his bloated belly going down as he spewed out the noxious fumes he'd been holding back all afternoon long. Owen couldn't have been any happier, his tail wagging frantically as he hugged his brother's ass, sniffing and inhaling the stink right from the hole as his hand slipped up and down his rock hard shaft, his cock throbbing as generous ropes of cum spewed out, coating his belly in his own seed as a few of the high pressure shots even splattered onto his big brother's legs as well. 

Letting his little sibling cum as he kept pushing out one fart after another, keeping his ass cheeks firmly pressed against the boy's snout to seal in the stench of his gas, Logan didn't stop until the younger wolf's knotted length finally stopped twitching and spraying out globs of cum all over the place. Lifting his tail and peeking under his ass, Logan snickered at the sight of a dazed Owen, smiling blissfully with half of his face stained with shit, flecks and smears of the stuff all over the cub's snout. Quickly lowering his rear back down over Owen’s face, Logan reached for a TV remote lying at his bedside table, turning on some cartoons while casually sitting on his perverted little brother's face, feeling Owen’s nose bumping up against his tailhole as he bit his lip with a moan, pushing out a quick and squeaky fart while grinning, 
“Hope you're comfy down there, ‘cause I'm not getting up until it's time for dinner, and I had a pretty heavy lunch so I can go for quite a while longer~”
Settling in for an evening of relaxing and getting his ass worshipped, Logan had no idea that his little brother wasn’t the only one thinking of his stink, a certain young cheetah just down the street likewise unable to focus on anything but the memory of his musk.