“R-Right there...go faster already!”

“Hey, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Come ooooon, I can take it!”

“Keep it down! They’re going to hear you in the next room...”

Jonah strained and every muscle in his body tensed as he pushed his hips forward, knot connecting to hole, and the telltale squish and squelch of his plunging hips made him both cringe and shudder. All of the things he thought he would do on a Saturday, a quickie with his literal half-brother was not one of them.

Beneath him, the Umbreon craned his head to flash a smirk, his eyes lidded in a way that made Jonah’s heart skip a bit. The Arcanine, once only in a pair of pyjama pants and now utterly naked, felt weirdly objectified under the teenager’s gaze as his hips bucked, but he couldn’t deny how good it felt-- part of him was exhilarated to be wanted and desired, but the other part of him was equal halves mortified and inexplicably turned on to be dick deep in his teen half-brother’s ass. Matt wiggled his behind whenever Jonah slowed, which only served to make Jonah pick up speed, his nostrils flaring as his breath quickened.

“I’m not...” Jonah began, sucking in a breath. “Much of a morning person, Matt.”

“What’s that meant to mean?” Matt asked, one hand tucked under his body as the other kept him propped up, his appraising eyes darting up and down Jonah’s well-kept body.

“I don’t think I’m gonna finish.” Jonah felt awkward saying it, and for a moment Matt just stared, his smirk drifting to a frown, before the Umbreon suddenly leaned forwards, tugging his behind enough for only the wedged tip of the Arcanine’s member to stay lodged within the taut flesh of his whole. The teen turned, lifting his leg as he flipped himself over onto his back, and Jonah’s eyes widened when he got to take in the sight of his half-brother, as naked as he was. He had a slim figure, only a little muscle, and his tiny knotted dick that twitched in his gripped hand.

“Could you help me get off, then?” The Umbreon cooed, a smirk darting across his face as he slid his hand down, pushing his member forward to point it upright. “Please?”

Jonah gulped, his hips sliding back enough to make his cock withdraw from Matt’s hole and spring upwards, slick with pre-cum, but not readily oozing it. Frankly, he never jerked off in the morning...but this was unfortunately not the first time Matt had surprised him in bed in the morning. The mid-20s Pokémon stared for a moment before lowering his hand, brushing it across the slim thickness of Matt’s thigh, which felt so small beneath him, before travelling to the cock. His fingers wrapped around it easily and glided down to the knot, before dragging back up to the tip, where a tiny bead of pre-cum easily formed just from his touch alone.

It had been about 2 months since their fateful encounter, if one could call it that. For the few days that had followed, Jonah had been distraught, locked inside his own head, overthinking. It was fucked up, and he regretted it...but their relationship had changed, somehow, to something more favourable. Matt had always butted heads with him before, and still did even after the two had ‘hooked up’, to put it crudely, but his attitude had become more complacent, and he seemed genuinely happier. When Jonah harped on at him for laundry, Matt actually did as he was told. Whenever he brought homework home, he joined his siblings in sitting at the table and working on it. To Jonah, it seemed like a huge win, like their relationship had grown more stable...and that partly eased his conscience. But with it came other obligations; Matt’s promiscuous nature and seemingly unending libido.

Jonah could see the Umbreon’s rings glowing as he slowly stroked his hand up and down, waiting until he’d gotten a good amount of pre-cum around that sensitive length before he picked up speed. Part of him was glad Matt’s cock was similar to his own, if only because then he knew how to pleasure him, and though he felt guilty even doing this, he smoothed over his anxieties for two main reasons-- the first was that it was just too damn hot, but the second was Matt’s eagerness, his seduction, the way he was practically climbing on Jonah whenever there was a brief moment of alone time. This was the 3rd time this week they’d done things, though the last two were a lot messier than this. Jonah never thought he’d have to deep-clean a couch before; he was learning new things every day.

“Yeah, just like--” Matt tensed up, curling his hands into fists, and Jonah could feel the teen’s cock wildly throbbing in his grip. “F-Fuck. Jonah, kiss me.”

“What?” Jonah frowned, leaning back when Matt sat up, but the teen roughly grabbed at the fluff of his head and pulled him in, much to the Arcanine’s surprise. The boy’s lips were on his before he could even process what was happening, and Matt roughly rubbed and smeared his tongue right against Jonah’s closed muzzle as he tried to buck his head, humping into his hand.

A whimper came from the Umbreon’s muzzle, one hand curled and gripping to Jonah’s hair-fur, whilst the other grabbed at the sheets. Jonah quickly understood why; he could feel the wetness on his head, the heat that dribbled down his digits, and the light of those rings at the edges of his vision was almost blinding. Matt lingered there for only a couple more moments before he abruptly relinquished his grip and flopped down, laying back against the bed as he spread his legs out, paws grazing Jonah’s naked knees.

“Ow...” Jonah grumbled, rubbing the top of his head as his eyes trailed down, taking in the little strings of off-white seed dribbling on his digits. He paused for a moment, dragging his digits down and up to coax out any remaining droplets, before he brought his hand to his mouth and lapped at the cum on his digits. He hadn’t really tasted it before...he’d never really done anything like this when he was in school. It’s weird that his half-brother was his first gay experience. Thankfully, Matt wasn’t looking, and the Arcanine lapped up what he could before the teen noticed. It was salty, but...not bad.

“Did you have to pull my hair?” Jonah remarked, smoothing it over. It’s not like it hurt that much, but the principle was important.

“...Sorry.” Matt grumbled, putting an arm over his eyes, and Jonah watched him for a moment, leaning back on his heels, tilting his head to the side.

“What’s up with you?” He asked casually, reaching down to pluck one of the Umbreon’s ankles, deliberately framing his paw with a thumb. The way Matt visibly twitched made the Arcanine grin, but he wasn’t cruel, nor weird; no tickles.

“Nothing.” Matt argued back at him, though his voice was small. Jonah saw him peeking just beneath his arm, and the Arcanine pulled, dragging Matt towards him on the bed, and he could see the Umbreon visibly startle. His expression was hard to read, but he seemed almost shy.

“You don’t normally want to kiss,” Jonah remarked. “I mean, that was kind of weird for me too.”

“I dunno, I just...” Matt trailed off, averting his gaze, and Jonah found that he quickly changed the subject. “Can we go to the mall today? You’re not busy. You don’t work Saturdays.”

“Well, you’re right...” Jonah pondered, a grin creeping across his face. “You just want to go to Urshifu Outfitters, right? You know, maybe we could consider Gulpwill instead...”

“But I like the clothes at Urshifu’s.”

“Is it the clothes you like, or do you just like showing off?” Jonah countered. “I remember what it was like at your age. Mom could only get clothes from Wailmart most of the time, and we thrifted a lot, too. Didn’t hurt me.”

He could see Matt grimacing underneath him, and he knew an argument was brewing if he didn’t concede. He was pretty sure, from the last one-on-one parent-teacher discussion last month, that Matt was a bit of an outcast, who only hung out with a couple of kids. There was concern they were a bad influence, but they kind of sounded like bullies, too, if Matt was self-conscious about his appearance...which was even more of a surprise, considering how boisterous and combative the teen could be when he put his mind to it.

“Okay, fine. Lucky for you that I’ve been saving,” Jonah sighed, pulling away from the Umbreon and relinquishing his grip as he slipped off the bed, his erection already beginning to die down. “We’ll make a day of it. Maybe Kai and Ezra might like some new clothes too...not that you guys don’t already get plenty, by the way.”

He could hear his half-brother grumbling as he moved towards the door and peeked down the hallway, before stepping across and into the bathroom. He closed the door behind him and turned on the shower before glancing down, tempted to touch himself and release some of that pent-up energy...but he wasn’t lying when he said he wasn’t a morning person, especially when Matt had woken him up early, from what he’d seen at the clock when he had woken up. He let it be, and the ache of it subsided as he showered and freshened himself up.

By the time he was out, Matt was gone, and the bed looked a mess. Jonah took the time to make it as he spotted the Umbreon moving from his room to the shower, now that it was vacant, and the Arcanine could hear the thumps of paws on the carpet in the rooms further down the hall, making it clear that the other two were beginning to stir from the noise, as well. Jonah only hoped that they hadn’t heard much. He went about finishing up and then quickly changed into something he could go out in-- a pair of shirts and a good tank top and hoodie would suffice.

It took them a while to get out of the house. Jonah announced the plans relatively early, but the other two still had to get breakfast before they went anywhere, and then they had to get dressed and make sure they’d used the bathroom before they even left. When they did eventually get to the car, it was already past midday, though it wasn’t like they’d be out all day. Luckily, they were in a district relatively close to the mall, so it was a short ride there. Jonah thought it’d be a nice little outing for them and a chance for him to bond a little more, especially with the likes of Kai and Ezra, who had seen a little less attention from him since Matt started his antics.

What he didn’t expect, however, was just how chaotic it would be.

Matt was an opinionated kid, and rebellious, too. He was keen to get to where he wanted to go as soon as they stepped foot into the mall, and pouted over Jonah reminding him that his siblings were there too. He conceded when Ezra shot him a signature look that Jonah had unfortunately been the victim of more than once by that point, but that didn’t stop the Umbreon from sulking for a good length of time as they jumped from one store to the next, predominantly on Ezra’s whim.

“You’re babying him. We’re here too, you know.” Matt had argued at one particular point, where Jonah was standing in the aisle of a sizeable toy store whilst Ezra sat on his knees and looked at the plushies on the bottom shelf. He held up one that looked kind of like a heavily stylised Ursaring, and Jonah just shot him a smile.

“Ezra doesn’t get to go look at toys often. He’s younger than you, you know,” Jonah reminded him, glancing from the Eevee to the Umbreon, who glared up at him and folded his arms, his ears flattening down against his the sides of his face. “You’re being a little childish for a teenager.”

“Kai hasn’t even gone anywhere he wants to go.” Matt argued. The Arcanine quirked an eyebrow, looking from the Umbreon to his younger sibling.

“That true, Kai?” He asked. The Vaporeon looked put on the spot and started shaking his head, but when he turned to look at Matt, he began to nod instead. Jonah could see what was going on here...and he couldn’t really call out Matt for manipulating his brother. He should have, but something told him that the fallout would be significant.

“Okay...” Jonah sighed. “I’m sorry. Let’s compromise then, okay? I was planning to just go from one end of the mall to the next, but once we’re done here, we’ll go where you want next, Kai. Then Matt after that. Deal?” He looked to them both and held out his hands, and they hesitated before both of them shook either hand. It was a technique that Jonah had poorly thought up whenever they needed to agree on something-- the handshake, awkward as it was, served as proof they were going to stick to their word...and over the past months they’d been living with him, he’d never gone back on it.

Ezra didn’t take too much longer, but couldn’t leave without a head-sized plushie in the shape of a cupcake-- not that Jonah was surprised at Ezra’s appreciation for sweet treats and all things related to them. He kept his promise and led them through the mall under Kai’s watchful gaze, and Jonah encouraged him to be a bit more talkative about where he wanted to go. He probably should have seen it coming when they ended up outside Urshifu Outfitters, and in the end all he could do was sigh.

“Kai...” Jonah began as they entered the store, and Matt immediately parted from them, taking Ezra with him as they headed deeper into the store towards the kids' section, which was right in the back corner. “You know you don’t have to go along with Matt all the time, right? I know this isn’t normally your kind of thing.”

The Vaporeon looked at him out of the corner of his eye. Jonah knew he couldn’t deny it; Kai picked out clothes that were simple and not very outlandish, places like Tandemaus-it, Magby’s, Gab...short for Gabite. Even in that moment, Kai was wearing a pair of boyish shorts and a simple, all-one-colour shirt, ones he’d picked out himself shortly after he moved into Jonah’s home. Kai didn’t say anything at first, though he rarely ever did, and Jonah just breathed a sigh, his eyes glancing up ahead. He could see the yellow stripes of Matt’s ears just above a low-down circular clothes rack, displaying a variety of printed shirts.

“Do you want to go somewhere else?” Jonah asked the 12-year-old, watching as he seemed to hesitate for a moment, looking back up at the Arcanine before shaking his head. Jonah realised pretty quickly that he wasn’t really going to get through the Vaporeon that way...but it was par for the course. From what he’d observed, and from what the child therapist he had assigned to them had said, Kai liked to avoid confrontation whenever possible, even at the expense of himself...and he was fiercely loyal to his siblings. Jonah had noticed how much Kai stuck to his older brother...part of him wished he could dislodge himself enough to be his own person, but he couldn’t easily make that decision for him.

Jonah blew another sigh as they ended up wandering closer to Matt, getting to the point of being within earshot. The Umbreon was murmuring to his younger brother, and Jonah could hear Ezra giggling, trying to quieten his own voice. Their hushed whispers made it hard to know what they were saying, and he was even more suspicious when they clammed up the second Jonah got close. He squinted, and could tell Matt was putting on a show of pretending he hadn’t seen him.

“What’re we whispering about over here, huh?” Jonah asked, his voice clear enough to be heard, but he didn’t exactly want to be loud either. “Ezra?”

“N-Nothing.” Ezra did his best to suppress a smile, and failed, unable to stop himself from giggling. His tail wagged behind him, telling Jonah just about all he needed to know; some secret little inside joke he wasn’t privy to...yet. 

“Found anything you like, Matt? Since you bullied your brother into leading us here.” Jonah quipped, and Matt paused for a second, glaring up at the Arcanine, before he turned up his snout and grabbed at one of the shirts in front of him. It looked to be about his size, and depicted an Obstagoon screaming into a microphone, with a lot of sharp, pointed imagery around the sides.

“What is that?” Jonah frowned. “Oh wait, I remember. Something, uh...”

“Don’t be a Gen 1, Jonah.” Matt grimaced. “It’s the Obstathrashers.”

“Right, right...” Jonah knew what that was. Totally. Some punk rock band that was popular amongst the indie, he guessed. He listened to the likes of Arceus Twin and other mellow EDM tracks, so he didn’t quite get it.

“I think this looks good. Can I go try it on?” Matt asked, looking up at the Arcanine, who pulled a peculiar expression.

“Just for a shirt? I mean...okay, I guess,” Maybe there was some secret technique to wearing it he didn’t know about-- who knows what the kids knew these days? Jonah craned his head around and spun on the spot until his eyes fell upon the signage indicating the changing rooms, and with a gesture he let Matt take the lead. The Umbreon trotted off ahead and Jonah glanced to his half-brothers before he followed, an uneasy feeling brewing in his gut.

A staff member, a slender Mienshao with an expression that looked like she’d rather be anywhere else, didn’t even raise her head from her phone as Matt walked past her, and Jonah leaned up against the wall nearby, with Kai and Ezra moving to stand near-ish to him. There was a pause, where Jonah planned to just pull out his phone, before Matt abruptly poked his head around the corner.

“Um...” Matt mumbled, glancing off to the side...was he embarrassed? “Could you uh, help me...?”

“You need help.” Jonah clicked his tongue. “Putting on a shirt.”

“Please?” Matt grinned, his ringed ears folding down, and Jonah could see the Mienshao briefly look up from her phone before she scoffed and turned, looking back down at it. If she was meant to be hiding from doing her job, it was working. With an exasperated sigh, Jonah turned to his other half-brothers.

“Kai, can you watch Ezra for me? Stay right here if you can, or at least nearby, if either of you get bored. If you need help, just come get us straight away, okay?” His firm tone made them pay attention, though it wasn’t as if they weren’t, and Kai dutifully nodded for the both of them. Jonah sighed through his nose as he turned back to Matt, who had already slipped off around the corner, and Jonah followed, rounding the sharp edge towards the rooms. They were all just little cubicles separated only by a curtain, and he could see Matt poking out of the one at the very end of a row of 5.

Stepping down the row of cubicles, Jonah hovered by the curtain to the changing room as Matt disappeared behind it, and apprehension filled the Arcanine’s gut before he brushed the curtain to the side and stepped in. It was cramped, barely enough for the two of them to stand, and there was a metal bar just a little above Jonah’s eye line to hang the clothes on, with a small wooden bench to sit on. Adjacent to those was a mirror on the right-hand side, more or less as tall as the wall, though it cut off at the bottom. Matt was admiring himself in the mirror when Jonah entered, but he paused when his half-brother joined him.

“What game are you playing, Matt?” Jonah quietly murmured, not wanting to draw attention to either of them.

“What?” Matt shot at him as he turned and shrugged off his hoodie, dropping it on the bench before yanking his shirt over his head. He’d already hung up the shirt he wanted to wear, but when he tossed the shirt onto the bench, as Jonah chewed over how to communicate effectively in his mind, the teen didn’t even reach for it. Instead, he turned on the spot, looking at the older male expectantly with a slightly lidded gaze.

“You’re being...” Jonah pursed his muzzle, hesitant to even say. “A...bit of a brat?”

Even Jonah could notice the Umbreon flinching a little, despite how quickly he brushed it off. He stepped closer, padding on his paws until he was mere inches from Jonah’s clothed body, and the Arcanine stiffened when Matt deliberately moved a hand up to touch his thigh-- damn, he hadn’t even noticed.

“Are you gonna punish me?” Matt asked with a wide, teasing sort of grin, but Jonah didn’t rise to the challenge: if anything, he was concerned.

“What?” Jonah could see Matt grin even wider under his hesitation.

“You want to put me in my place right? Punish me for acting out?” Matt’s other hand came up to join the other, and they gravitated to an obvious spot. Jonah instinctively pushed a hand down against Matt’s, trying to get his hands away from the button of his jeans.

“Matt, stop--”

“I’ve been a bad teenager, and I need my big brother to make sure I keep being a good boy.”

“Cut it out--”

“Don’t you just want to pin me against the wall and fuck the bad boy out of m--”

“Matt!”

Jonah didn’t immediately intend to raise his voice. In fact, he would have liked to have discussed it civilly, but emotions were high, and he was on edge...not for any reason other than the panic he felt when Matt was beginning to succeed in winning him over. There was no way in hell he could do the things he’d been doing with him in public, of all places; he was already struggling with the reality of their relationship as it was. Regret sank into his gut when he saw the Umbreon’s face, his wide eyes and folded-back ears, the way his young jaw was clenched in a mixture of frustration, anger and hurt. A few moments of awkward silence passed as they looked at one another, before Matt abruptly turned, not saying a word. He reached for his shirt, not the new one, and started pulling it on.

“Matt...” Jonah didn’t quite know how to phrase what he wanted to say. ‘You can’t just go fucking me in public’ wasn’t really the right angle.

“I’m good here. Just go.” Matt’s voice was curt, clipped, and marred with hostility. Jonah knew better than to push it when it came to the teen. He sucked in a breath, before stepping back and brushing the curtain back over behind him, returning to the other two boys. None of them were any the wiser as to what happened, but they picked up on the vibe from Jonah’s conflicted expression, though neither of them asked.

After a few minutes of waiting, Matt came back out, but he didn’t have the shirt in his hand. Jonah was going to ask, but Matt immediately cut him off.

“Can we just go? I wanna go.” Matt spat, and without even waiting, he trudged off, stomping down the small aisles between the hanging clothes and back towards the exit. Jonah hovered there for a second, an uneasy feeling in his stomach.

“Is Matt okay?” Ezra asked meekly, and all Jonah could do was ruffle the boy’s head.

“Let’s...ugh,” Jonah sighed. “How about we stop by McDucklett’s on the way home?”

“We’re going already?” Ezra seemed dismayed, but Jonah had a feeling they weren’t going to get much further with Matt being the way he was.

“I think so...but let’s see how it pans out.”



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It was a difficult time getting home. Matt at least waited for them outside the store, but Jonah had noticed all too obviously that the Umbreon had put up a wall and refused to really take part after that. He kept a back seat, but stayed to keep the peace, which Jonah appreciated. Despite feeling like they should head home straight away, Ezra’s generally boyish personality somehow managed to coerce Matt into wanting to keep shopping, and they stopped by a few more places before it seemed like things weren’t going to get better. Jonah did as he said he would, and they stopped for fast food on the way home, just in time for lunch, but Matt more or less refused to eat. They ended up back home a couple of hours after they’d left with not much to show for it-- not that they needed to-- served with a whole helping of awkwardness.

Later that evening, in the rooms upstairs, just after dinner, which Matt had picked at and at least eaten a little of, Kai sat on the edge of Matt’s bed as his younger brother and Jonah were downstairs watching some kind of show. The Umbreon laid on the bed next to him, tapping away on his phone, texting his friends or browsing on Dialtok, watching random videos. Neither of them had said anything in over an hour, just doing their own thing-- Kai, in particular, was reading the textbooks they’d got for their current year of learning.

“He’s babying him again.” Matt grumbled, rolling onto his side, and Kai glanced at him out the corner of his eye, not particularly replying. It wasn’t lost on Kai the level of attention Jonah gave to Ezra, either. Matt huffed a few more times, like he expected a response, before he muttered something under his breath.

“Fuckin’ Jonah...” He growled, tail flicking and thumping against the bed. “I’m...ugh. Come lay with me, Kai.”

There wasn’t a response for a moment as Kai continued reading his book, before the Umbreon tugged at the hem of the Vaporeon’s shirt.

“Please?”

Kai paused and turned his head to look at him, before he snapped his book shut and placed it at the foot of the bed. He shifted, turning and stretching his legs out as he shuffled along the bed, until the two of them were facing one another, with Matt’s phone between them. Matt shared almost everything with him, and had told Kai all about him and Jonah already. Kai had made his own silent assumptions about what had happened at the mall, but Matt hadn’t even spoken about it since then.

“I don’t think Jonah likes me,” Matt mumbled. “He said I was a brat. What an asshole.”

He reached out to Kai, pulling him a little closer, and the two of them pressed together a little as Matt’s arm brushed over and cupped around his younger brother’s back. He nuzzled into his cheeks, leaning in close, before pulling back. There was a moment of hesitation, before his lips trailed up and pressed to Kai’s own, lingering there in something that was kind of like a kiss, but neither of them really pursed their lips. Then, the teen Umbreon puckered up, and stuck out his tongue slightly to kiss against Kai’s lips. The Vaporeon responded in a way that was almost natural, parting his muzzle to allow that tongue to touch his. Matt let out a hum, his hand sliding back around and tucking underneath Kai’s shirt to grope at his side. Their kiss deepened and lingered for a few moments longer before Matt pulled back.

“At least you still like me, right?” Matt murmured, and Kai nodded, his outermost hand coming down to stroke along Matt’s bare forearm. Between them, Matt’s phone vibrated-- he hadn’t locked the screen, and the Umbreon squirmed his other arm to reach it. Kai caught a glimpse of the notification before Matt unabashedly tapped on it. It was a chain of texts; from Matt’s end, he’d sent a picture of himself laying down, with his pyjama shorts yanked upwards to reveal the darkness of his crotch hidden away beneath. On the other end, the response had been a picture of a Growlithe, a little on the shorter side and slender to the point of being bony, their cream fur framing a bony ribcage. They were fully naked, rock hard, and showing themselves off completely, save for their face...but the appearance was unmistakable to Kai, who noticed a tattoo on his right upper arm of a spiral.

“Uncle Carter.” Kai murmured, recognising their body structure. Matt glanced up at him before locking the screen.

“We text still,” Matt hummed. “He doesn’t wanna come visit ‘coz of Jonah.”

Kai nodded, taking Matt’s word for it, though he didn’t really understand. Matt pushed his phone to the side, tucking it up underneath the pillow as he scooted closer, and Kai let out a brief grunt when the teen pressed himself chest to chest with the Vaporeon, at best he could. He nuzzled in closer, rubbing his snout up and down, and Kai simply let him do as he liked, a sheepish smile spreading across his own face. Slowly, Matt’s hands moved down, cupping around Kai’s hips, and he hooked a thumb into the waistband of his pyjama shorts, slipping them down at the back. Kai became flushed, but this wasn’t new between them.

Matt didn’t know what he was thinking. If anything, much of his mind was a blur, filled with anger, frustration, longing, and a whole host of other thoughts as his hand shimmied the Vaporeon’s pants down towards his thighs, before one of them slink onwards, brushing against the smooth, fish-like scales of his brother’s blue flesh, until he could feel the supple, slightly puffy bumps of smooth scales that alluded to Kai’s crotch. The Vaporeon shivered slightly under the Umbreon’s roughly roaming touch, but he rolled his hips against his exploring fingers, sighing through his nose when one of Matt’s digits effortlessly slipped inwards and into the crevice of the 12-year-old’s slit. It was slippery and warm inside, and Matt snugly pushed all the way to the knuckle, rolling his finger until he could feel the slightly twitching outline of Kai’s cock hidden all the way inside.

Kai let out a quiet groan, keeping his hands to himself but unable to not squirm a little as Matt toyed with him, and the Umbreon didn’t linger there for long, withdrawing his finger just as crudely and quickly as he had entered it, and his digit glistened with moisture-- Kai was naturally quite wet on the inside thanks to his species. The teen’s hand dragged up, and the two of them shifted rather quickly, with Matt doing most of the work; he pushed on Kai’s shoulder and rolled him onto his bed as the Umbreon briefly straddled him, before stretching his legs out. He assumed a position kind of like a push-up, teetering on an elbow as his other hand freely pushed at his own pyjama shorts, scooting them down past his toned behind. Kai picked up on it and brought his hands up to assist, but by the time he actually helped, all he did was get them to around the Umbreon’s knees...which was more than enough. Matt sank himself down and his growing erection pressed against the Vaporeon’s front, and Matt didn’t even wait until he was fully hard to drag himself back. In their awkward position, with legs pressed together, Matt pushed his sheath down and the tapering end of his canine cock pressed, then abruptly slid, into his brother’s slit.

They did their best to be quiet, but with the door to Matt’s room being mostly ajar, and with Jonah and Ezra being so loud downstairs, it was relatively easy for them to hear whether they were coming up the stairs or not...at least, it was for Kai, who was focused more on not being caught then he was Matt, who sank into the pleasure of penetrating his brother. Matt’s cock swelled within the warm, silky embrace of Kai’s delicate innards, and with knee-quaking pleasure, the Umbreon pushed, his length rapidly growing and reaching full mast just from a little nudge and thrust. He settled down against Kai’s body with a hum and groaned his approval of the sheer warmth and snug tightness within, nuzzling against the side of the Vaporeon’s cheek as he slid his hips back and sensually rocked forwards, as gentle as can be.

Matt was always careful with Kai, aware that his slit was as sensitive as his ass, but Matt loved fucking it so much that it was often his ‘hole of choice’-- unfortunately for Kai, his length was often stuck until Matt was done, not that he got particularly aroused easily anyway. Beneath the Umbreon, the 12-year-old squirmed slightly, linking his arms around Matt’s back and stroking up and down his pyjama shirt as Matt dipped his head and angled it to the side, rubbing up against Kai’s muzzle before pressing his lips to kiss. They exchanged another kiss, deep and driven by familial love and excitement, and the Umbreon’s angle aided in his muzzle opening and his tongue sinking into Kai’s mouth. As the Vaporeon did the same, their muzzle easily locked together, and Matt could hear his brother whimpering underneath him in a mixture of approval and submissive tendencies. Matt was always the top whenever it was just the two of them-- in response to Kai’s noises, Matt hummed a moan, wanting him to know it felt good for him too.

Over time, the two of them shifted ever so slightly, moving into natural positions as their sloppy, boyish kiss deepened. Kai spread his legs instinctively, letting Matt settle in between them, and the Umbreon propped himself up on his ankles and bent his legs until his knees touched the covers, providing him with the leverage to thrust. He rocked his hips down and withdrew his muzzle from Kai’s own, moving his head to the side as he picked up speed. Kai’s innards were so silky and warm that he could think about nothing else than fucking it, than tying with his slit and collapsing on top of him. He knew Kai liked it too-- he must do, to accept it so readily, to embrace him in the way he’s doing now, to be frantically squirming.

Matt became enraptured with it, swept up in the sensations. He didn’t get to top too often, and now he was fully overwhelmed with the sensation, and he withdrew his head from their wet, sloppy kiss to growl and huff under his breath, his head hanging to the Vaporeon’s side, his tongue smearing against his younger brother’s smooth, scaly neck. He rocked his hips quickly, moving faster and faster, as the Vaporeon squirmed, hands gripping against his forearms. He was sure he could feel a little resistance, but Kai was always like that; he wasn’t very vocal, but could never seem to sit still. Matt’s groans became heavier, his intentions more fervent, as the lewd, wet sounds of his knot squeezing against the slightly puffy slit became noisy. Kai gripped so tightly that it made a suctioning sound-- it was like music to Matt’s ears. In the heated few moments they shared, he breathily groaned against the side of Kai's neck and with a final thrust plunged down, sucking in a breath as his teeth clenched. A moan came from him, one unbefitting the bravado of a rebellious teenager, and his knot slid and locked into the Vaporeon’s slit, where no other cock should go.

A whimper came from Kai, but his hands still pushed. Matt was utterly enraptured with the pleasurable sensations of his orgasms that he didn’t even register it, his eyelids fluttering as his knot swelled and little squirts of cum pumped and spurted into his brother’s hole, mixing around their two cocks-- he could feel Kai twitching against his own length, a reminder of how much he liked it. Kai was whispering something, squeaking with what sounded like...panic. Wait, panic?

Then he heard it, but it was too late; the thumping, ascending footsteps.

“Hey, Matt, can we-- oh Arceus!”

Jonah’s voice was low, then high-pitched, and inevitably exasperated. Matt went rigid all over and embarrassment flooded his system, but with it came a tickle of exhilaration and desire; it reminded him of the first time Jonah had caught him...and then guilt overshadowed everything. There was silence, the stumbling of footsteps, and some muttering, before the door to Matt’s room slammed shut. The Umbreon slumped, rolling his head to the side.

“...Shit. Sorry. I...” Matt didn’t have to words, and for an uncomfortable length of time, Kai didn’t move, didn’t squirm his body, didn’t stroke his hands...it made Matt’s throat feel tight. Just another mistake. With a sigh, he lifted himself up and looked down to find Kai avoiding his eyes, his fins folded as far down as they could go without being hurtful. They vibrated slightly-- Matt knew that wasn’t for any emotional reason. The patter on the window just a few moments later confirmed it. Vaporeons had a good intuition for rain.

“Kai...” Matt mumbled, noting his brother was not only embarrassed, but potentially angry; he was the last person he wanted to upset. “I didn’t know he’d walk in. I’m sorry. Shit...”

He dragged a hand back and brushed it against Kai’s forearm, and after a few moments, Kai’s hands on Matt’s own arms stroked up and down, before they slid back. There was no diffusing the sheer embarrassment on the Vaporeon’s face, despite Matt apologising, and the Umbreon felt a hollow pit in his stomach as he sat up more, straightening himself up as his knees bent then spread. He leaned back on his ankles and hissed under his breath; his knot was stuck tight. He felt Kai tremble as his shifting position inevitably made Matt tug on his knot a little, and the 14-year-old could see a little outline of his length against Kai’s stomach. He reached out to rub along it, shakily sighing from the nice sensation, and Kai squeaked under him...a telltale noise from him, when they did stuff like this.

“Still turned on, aren’t you?” Matt quipped, trying to suppress the grin that spread across his face, and his spread-legged brother shook his head and covered his face with his hands, looking more embarrassed than ever. In response, Matt pushed firmly down against the outline of his member and exhaled through his nose as he ran the crease between his thumb and finger up along the length to the tip, and his tail wagged with glee when Kai violently shuddered and groaned beneath his hands in response.

“Alright, I’ll stop...” Matt giggled, his smile fading slightly as he looked down. “Next time I’ll let you top.”

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and turned his head to look towards the door, and he could see the shadow of two feet outside the door. It was an awkward situation, but it seemed like Jonah couldn’t wait, either...Matt hung his head for a moment, then grabbed the blanket, pulling it over them and covering up Kai. he couldn’t have cared to be butt naked in front of Jonah, considering their history, but Kai...Kai was different. The Vaporeon welcomed the cover and pulled it up and over his head-- all that remained of him was his spread legs sticking out from either side of Matt’s hips.

“Jonah,” Matt called, feeling uncomfortable as he growled and rubbed the back of his neck. “Just...come in.”

There was a moment of pause before the door clicked open, and the large frame of the Arcanine stepped into the doorway. He looked just as embarrassed, and didn’t seem to know what to say as he turned to close the door, before stepping across his room. His interest was obvious; Matt had seen his bulge enough times to know, but it wasn’t the time or place for it. Jonah paced the room for a moment, glancing to the covers, and to Kai’s feet, before he grabbed the wheeled chair up near the desk and sat down.

“This isn’t the best circumstance, but...I mean, I suppose I need to talk to you both of you anyway...” Jonah pursed his muzzle. “I kind of already guessed this was going on, but I didn’t really want to confirm it for myself, and...well, I don’t think I’m in a position to really complain about it or tell you two what to do.”

Matt initially had his hackles up, but the olive branch made him subside slightly, and Kai peeked out from beneath the blanket, only with his eyes, to look between them.

“Oh, um...” Matt abruptly interjected. “Kai knows. Uh, about us. You know. The--”

“Right, yeah, okay. I got it,” Jonah shifted. “I...we’ve never really gotten to talk about it, but are you two close? Kai’s always covering for you and...well, Kai, you always avoid answering when I point it out.”

“I mean...I guess.” Matt awkwardly rubs the back of his head again and his hand slips down to pull at the collar of his shirt, fluttering it back and forth to give him some air-- he worked up a sweat with Kai just a few moments ago.

“I’ve never had a brother, so I can’t really imagine it.” Jonah pointedly remarked, and the awkwardness of that revelation made the conversation dry up for a while. None of them knew what to say about it. Jonah didn’t want them to feel bad about it; he just wanted to understand...and also express his own opinions. He’d read a lot of books on raising kids, and he had his hands full dealing with what was effectively 3 big developmental processes: a pre-pubescent, a fully pubescent, and an unruly teenager. He had his hands full figuring out the best way to navigate anything when it came to them, but communication seemed like the most important thing-- a horrible idea, considering the teenager of the group.

“Well, uh...” Jonah inevitably continued. “Then I guess he knows about earlier, so let’s start with that.”

“Oh boy, here we go...” Matt grumbled.

“And you’ve already doing it,” Jonah let out a sigh. “Matt...I’m still trying to figure out what the right or wrong thing to do is, but you know what I think is most definitely the wrong thing? Breaking the law. Getting into trouble. The last thing I think any of us wants is someone breathing down our necks when you still need time to adjust to living here. And I am...trying, truly. What we’re already doing is a whole other mess, but you can’t just be...”

“What? Acting like a brat?” Matt spat, sticking out his tongue.

“No. Trying to have sex in public. That could get you arrested. I could get arrested,” Jonah affirmed. “You want this to end up like dad?”

Matt’s face scrunched up and he covered it with his hands for a moment, dragging them down and pulling the flesh and fur with them, offering a gruesome display of the flesh under his eyes as he groaned with frustration. Jonah was having a hard time with it too; this wasn’t how he expected the conversation to go. It was already difficult enough, but this felt like the right thing to do-- nip it in the bud.

“And that’s not even considering the way you’ve been acting ever since we started...this,” He gestured, loosely, to the room and Matt in general. “Like you’re trying to push my buttons and get me to do things and plying me with things that I still don’t even know I should be doing.”

“You weren’t complaining this morning...” Matt scoffed, looking down at his hands.

“You can’t keep sulking when you don’t get your way. And you can’t keep acting out, either. I’m trying to be fair to all of you...” Jonah groaned, marking his turn to put his face in his hands.

“Yeah, like putting Ezra first, right?” Matt’s fur bristled as he straightened. “Always playing with him, always letting him choose first when we go to the mall.”

“He’s 9!” Jonah’s voice raised ever so slightly before he took a breath and lowered it. “I know you’re all feeling the strain, but the child psychologist said he needed extra attention..I’m just following what they said, Matt.”

“Well, good for him that he gets you all the time, huh?” Matt snarled. “Meanwhile, Kai has to just sit and watch everyone else get put ahead of him.”

“So what? You’re acting out because you think I don’t treat Kai well?” Jonah’s eyebrows raised, before he looked to the Vaporeon. “...Kai?”

The 12-year-old seemed reluctant to answer, caught between pillar and post, and Jonah slumped in the chair, leaning forward to put his elbows on his knees.

“And this is part of the problem...” He mumbled. “I understand you’re close, and in no way do I want to get between you two...hell, you’ve been doing, well, this the whole time. But Kai, if you have needs, I need to hear them. You can’t just do whatever Matt wants to do all the time. You don’t tell me about school, or your friends...It’s hard to even figure out what it is you like.”

“He doesn’t--” Matt raised his voice and then snapped his head down to his hands, swearing under his breath. Jonah could see it; a purple secretion coming from the palms of his hands, and from his nose. Matt sniffled to drag it back in, but was reluctant to put his hands anywhere. The Arcanine stood and grabbed some of the tissues from the box on the end table and passed them over-- just a quirk of Umbreons to secret paralytic poison when they were in danger...which was more of an eye-opener than anything else they’d talked about that night.

“Um...”

Both heads snapped in Kai’s direction, and the Vaporeon meekly hid behind his blankets for a moment before he slowly peeked a little further out of them. He didn’t seem to know what to say, and his cheeks looked flushed, which to Jonah made sense. There was moisture dotting his eyes as well, and the Arcanine felt his stomach twist.

“I’m sorry if I’m causing problems...” The Vaporeon muttered, and Jonah crouched down by the side of the bed and reached out, putting it atop the Vaporeon’s head. He stroked down the length of his fins and leaned in to kiss the top of his head, for a moment forgetting that the two were tied under the blanket.

“Oh Kai...” He sighed. “I’m not upset at you. Neither of us are. We just want you to be happy and to be the best you, whatever that is.” Jonah could only think one thing: Kai was such a sweet soul. In a way, he could understand Matt’s frustration and his outburst-- it was clear the Umbreon loved his brother deeply and thought the same thing about him...and it also made sense why Ezra could never be a part of that same clique. It was sad, in a way, but they were simply just too far apart in age. Maybe as they grew older it would be different...and Jonah knew he had to be a part of that change, too. Raising kids was a fucking headache.

“Dad used to do that too,” Matt mumbled, and Jonah glanced at him with a raised eyebrow. “Flatten his fin back. It always calmed Kai down.”

Jonah drifted his gaze for a moment, lost in memories.

“I never asked before but...was he kind to you guys?” Jonah asked, unsure if he wanted to know the answer.

“He yelled a lot.” A smile came to Matt’s lips despite the harshness of it, and Jonah couldn’t help but chuckle as well.

“That sounds like him.”

“...But there was also times we’d, like, just cuddle on the couch and stuff, after mom died,” Matt continued. “Watch a movie or whatever. He’d put his hand in my neck fluff and just stretch right under my chin.”

“Neck fluff? Oh, right, you...when did you evolve, again?” Jonah tilted his head to the side.

“Uuuuh...” Matt looked strangely uncomfortable. “A year ago.”

“Oh wow...recent,” Jonah hummed. “Dad wasn’t very nice to me, uh, though I guess you don’t need to hear that...but I’ll give him credit for one thing, he paid out the ass for a natural Fire Stone for me when I was 13. Was a surprise present to me to congratulate me on becoming a teenager...talked up and down about me being on the football team once I became a freshman.”

“He took Kai to pick out his tone a couple of years ago,” Matt added on his own story, allowing memories to surface for a while. “It was a little after mom passed...”

Jonah could only speculate on the reason as to why; the one that made the most sense was the very slogan EvoNew, the manufacturers of artificial, temporary evolution stones, had emblazoned on every billboard they owned; a gateway to a ‘new you’. Jonah was mature enough to recognise that he probably wanted Kai to come into his own and hopefully grow past his mom’s passing. Jonah didn’t know what he’d do when his mom died; she’d been his rock since he was a teenager. He deliberately didn’t bring it up, but part of the ‘gift’ his father gave him, alongside the Fire Stone, was to pass the mantle of being the man of the house. He’d divorced his mom and moved away soon after, not wanting to be a father. Just thinking about it made him angry.

“Jonah?” Kai spoke up for a moment, knocking Jonah out of his thoughts. The Arcanine shook his head and looked at the Vaporeon, who must have seen his changed expression.

“I’m sorry,” Jonah rubbed his face with a big, fluffy hand. “I know I’ve been paying special attention to Ezra, because I want to make sure he grows up right...but you guys are still kids too. And for the foreseeable future, my kids...my half-brothers.”

He reached out, putting a hand on Kai’s dressed shoulder, and awkwardly holding Matt’s hand, much to the Umbreon’s displeasure, though he didn’t pull away.

“We should talk a little more about this, but...” He grimaced, looking between them. “I think it’s pretty awkward enough already. Since you two are gonna be a while...how about you just get ready for bed after, yeah? Try not to stay up too late.”

“Okaaay.” Matt rolled his eyes, but he appreciated that Jonah was going to leave; the whole time, he had his knot inside Kai’s body. Kai simply nodded in response, lapsing back into his usual tendencies of not talking very much, and Jonah lingered for just a moment longer before he rose and turned, heading towards the door. He hovered, briefly, wondering if he should say more before he let it click shut. He slowly descended downstairs with a feeling that not only gotten through to them, but that they’d come to a better understanding. At least, that’s what he hoped.

“Jonah, you missed it!” Ezra complained from the couch as Jonah stepped into the room, and the Arcanine sighed as he rounded the arm and slumped into a seat next to him.

“Sorry, Ezra. Got busy with something. What did I miss?” He asked, and Ezra scooted to get up next to him, juice box in hand, sugar-free.

“So, the big bad Golisopod was fighting with Raiju and then Raiju did a backflip and...” Ezra continued to babble, telling Jonah all about what had transpired in the 5 minutes he was away, but Jonah was only really half listening as he settled in, his eyes drooping slightly...he didn’t realise how tired he was. His arm looped around the Eevee’s side and he brushed a hand up and down his forearm before his fingers absently went up. Memories drifted through his mind as his fingers naturally delved into the neck fluff that framed Ezra’s head, and his claws gently scratched beneath the Eevee’s chin as it wobbled with his speech.

His thoughts drifted for far too long before he realised Ezra wasn’t talking any more, and he looked down to see the Eevee resting against his side, humming and breathing deeply with satisfaction as Jonah scratched his chin. He couldn’t see if the boy’s eyes were closed, but from the slow breathing, he guessed he was asleep. For a moment, Jonah felt a flash of something, and remembered what it was like to cuddle up against his dad late at night, with his mom on the other side, back when they were happy...though it was hard to tell if they ever were.

“Ezra,” Jonah mumbled, and when the Eevee didn’t respond, he brushed a hand against his chin and nudged, ever so slightly, with the weight of his side. “C’mon, let’s get you to bed.”

“But the show...” Ezra mumbled groggily, and Jonah scooped an arm around him, leaning over with the other to lift him up and carry the boy, one arm tucked under his behind as the other cradled his back.

“It’s over already, champ. Don’t worry, you can watch the ending tomorrow.” 

“Okay...” Ezra slurred the word and slumped against Jonah’s shoulder, and the Arcanine carefully carried him up the stairs to bed. The door to Matt’s room remained closed and quiet.

The day ended comparatively uneventfully to what had transpired, yet Jonah felt lighter and more confident in himself than when it had begun...he just hoped things remained that way. When it came to Matt, however, things were never that simple.