"Zach, I'm going out. Are you going to be fine on your own?"

"Yeah, Mom. Callum's here anyway."

"Okay. You sure?"

"Yeah yeah!"

The minute his mother left to go shopping, Zach made a beeline for the living room and plonked himself down on the floor in front of the couch. A surge of excitement rushed through him as he scooted forwards and reached out with a paw, using a white furred toe to poke the power button on the console beneath the TV whilst he reached for the remote with the other, turning the television on. The dulcet blue hues of his PS4 shone before him and the boy sighed, leaning back and resting the back of his neck against the couch seats.

It was too early for him to work on homework, even if his mom has asked him to do so. Like every other 11 year old on a weekend, Zach wanted to do nothing more than play video games all day. As it so happened, he got a game recently for his birthday, and he was quite interested in finishing it soon. It had captivating graphics, sure, but is was the gameplay that had hooked him so far.

The young canine boy fidgeted in his seat a little and smoothed down the black fur atop his head in an effort to get comfy, clad in only a pair of shorts that had sunk too far at the back and a T-Shirt that was a size too big for him. He sat with his knees up and spread apart, controller held firmly in his hands. After some quick navigation, the game began to load up and the boy patiently waited, itching to get straight into the action. He shifted once more and found a comfortable spot, his paws curling against the plush carpet. His entire family had an odd fur colouration: predominantly black fur coated their body, but their fingers and toes were white-furred. Zach was unique in that one eye was circled with a giant white splotch.

From his left came the sudden sound of dull footsteps, and the boy's ears perked at the sound, his head turning to stare at the entrance to the hallway. From the stairs came a hulking figure that Zach knew all too well: it was Callum, his brother. He was about 10 years older than Zach but still stayed at home and lived with them. He worked an office job out of town and had to commute a lot, so Zach didn't get a lot of chances to see him apart from the weekend, where he slept in late and often lounged around all day recharging.

Zach watched his brother disappear from view, and the clattering from the kitchen indicated he had probably gone to get something to eat or drink. With that, the boy returned to his game-- what Callum did during the day didn't bother him anyway, and the older canine wasn't much of a morning person anyway. The game finally loaded up and Zach got right into it. It was the latest Doom game and, whilst it was a little violent, it was full of over the top action that the boy was enjoying immensely. 

Callum appeared from the kitchen some few minutes later with a bowl in hand, his eyes lidded over slightly, still half asleep. He shuffled over towards the couch and sat himself down, scooting along until he sat behind his younger brother, watching him play his game whilst groggily chewing his cereal. The older canine, with similarly coloured fur, only hair on a pair of boxers, and hadn't even bothered to change before he'd come downstairs. He wasn't quite as unique as his brother-- though the markings on his hands and feet were identical, he had no additional extra markings to show off. The only thing different about him was the slightly thicker fur atop his head that messily formed a fringe across his forehead and shaggily hung as far down as his jaw.

Zach was enjoying his game, but there was one particular thing that was annoying him: a sharp prodding at the back of his neck. As he shifted to avoid it, he found it sliding along the side of his neck and dragging up towards his cheek, even as high as his ear. Not only was is distracting, but it was making him quiver slightly as well, for it's touch was a little ticklish. He eventually resigned to leaning forwards a little more but it made his neck ache after a while and he had to lay back again, once again greeted to the same dillema.

"Cal." Zach complained, stopping his character in place as he shifted his head to the side and angled it up slightly, the mass nudging against his muzzle. He glared up at his older brother who grunted and spread his arms apart to look down. His eyes widened slightly when he realised the 'mass' between his legs, turgid and twitching, was practically poking his younger brother's face.

"Mm, sorry. Mornin' wood." He shrugged and returned to his food as if it didn't matter. Zach squirmed in his seat and his brow furrowed in a look of what could best be described as annoyance and frustration.

"Can you move it, please? I'm trying to play?" He insisted.

"Eh," Callum sloppily replied, chewing some more cereal. "Give it a few minutes, it'll go down."

"Hmph," Zach grunted. "I don't wanna get one of these when I'm older. Its always in the way."

"You've already got one, Zach. Yours is just tiny."

"H-Hey!" The younger boy growled under his breath and flicked his gaze to the prominent bulge in his brother's boxers. He turned his head away and realised he'd just have to put up with it for now. He flicked the stick on the controller and started to play again, tilting his head to the side to avoid the member as much as possible for now-- he wanted to focus on his game, after all!

Thankfully, Callum's words rang true: after a while, it did begin to soften and became less of a problem, much to Zach's relief. However, it wasn't over to the young cub yet-- though Callum's erection had died down, the canine was beginning to wake up a little more. Zach shifted a little as he felt the mass of his brother's body move slightly, leaning forwards and dropping the bowl carefully on the carpet by the couch, out of the way, before he leant back up.

Zach thought he might finally get some piece and quiet, but his game time was interrupted by a pair of hands tucking in under his armpits and hoisting him up. He let out a growl of protest and squirmed in his brother's grip, but he was powerless to his 21 year old brother's strength. Callum hoisted him up onto the couch and sat the boy on his lap, squeezing his large legs together to give Zach somewhere to sit.

"So what's on the menu today, big man?" Callum grumbled, his voice sounding clearer and his eyes a little more alert and open. He curled his hand in underneath the boy's T-Shirt and stroked his smooth, lithe stomach. Zach squirmed and grunted against his touch.

"I just wanna play this all day." He said, both answering his question as well as sounding irritated, as if Callum was interrupting him. His hinting fell on deaf ears as Callum's hand trailed up, stroking across his chest and then rubbing across one of his nipples. Zach's cheeks warmed and he clamped his mouth shut, exhaling harshly through his nose.

"All day? That's a little boring, isn't it?" Callum replied, his muzzle grazing against Zach's ear and down towards his cheek. The younger boy trembled beneath him as those lips pressed against his neck, and he whimpered when the warmth of his older brother's tongue dragged across his neck.

"B-But...can't I just play?" The cub complained, a little giggle escaping his lips. Callum moved his other hand under the boy's shirt and each hand met with either nipple, the tips of his index fingers circling around the little nubs. He was teasing him, and Zach knew that-- the gentle caressing was making him shudder, and he was beginning to lose concentration on his game.

"You could...but isn't this more fun? Don't you want to do something else other than play that game all day?" Callum suggested. "Besides, you have to study, right?"

"I-I don't wanna," Zach complained, his breathing shaky. "Homework sucks. I can't do math."

"Well, I'm here. Why don't I help you?" Callum suggested, his fingers still stroking. Zach could feel a warm pulsing beneath his behind. He knew what it was.

"F...Fine. But can't I play some more?" Zach asked, his eyes still focused on the screen.

"Mmm...well, you can keep playing, so long as I can play too." Callum growled subtly in his brother's ear and the younger canine whined again. The boy slowly nodded, and Callum licked his lips in anticipation.

With that, the older canine began to move. He removed his hands from the boy's body and lifted him up again, setting him down on the couch next to him. He didn't stop there, however: he pushed the boy to the side, coaxing him to lay down. Zach obliged and willingly shifted to lay on his back, letting his outermost leg dangle off the edge of the couch whilst the other sat cocked up, leaning against the back of the couch. He turned his head to focus on his game, keeping the controller close to his chest. His heart was hammering-- he knew what was coming, and he was...excited.

How long ago was it that this all started? A year? Two? Zach honestly couldn't remember the first time they'd started doing this, but it had become a regular routine, whether it was late at night or early in the morning when their parents were away. Their relationship and understanding was mutual: Callum wanted him, and he made Zach feel good, so the boy allowed it. There was no rules, just pure good vibes, something the pair of them could get behind. Zach had to admit that he didn't fully understand it himself, but he always felt good at the end of it, so it couldn't be that bad.

A shiver ran up the boy's spine when he felt Callum's hands on him once again, stroking his stomach and tucking his T-Shirt up, higher and higher. The boy practically squeaked when he felt the warmth of his brother's mouth against his stomach and he instinctively sucked his belly in when the wet tongue dragged across his black fur. He couldn't resist squirming a little and Callum made a point of holding onto his hips to keep him steady, though his affirmed touch was gentle. Slowly, Callum curled his fingers, slipping a finger into the boy's shorts on either side. 

Callum slowly began to pull them down, revealing two things: the first being that Zach hadn't dressed himself properly and had neglected any sort of underwear, the second being the cub's obvious erection, barely 3 inches in length. Callum didn't tease him about it, much to Zach's relief-- he'd done it many times before and it always made the cub embarrassed, but he couldn't deny that Callum's touching and stroking had caused it. Any sort of lewd touch like that was bound to get Zach going, considering he was still going through puberty.

"Mm, there it is..." Callum growled subtly, dragging his muzzle down from the boy's stomach and along his pelvis, his chin meeting with his younger brother's cock first. Callum moved his head to the side, nudging his black muzzle against the boy's equally black member, humanoid in shape. One slow and sensual lick along the cub's 3 inches of meat had the boy trembling from head to toe, a quivering gasp escaping Zach's lips. Even still, the boy's eyes did not stray from the television screen, but his movements on the controller were sluggish at best.

Callum dipped his head lower, grazing his muzzle against the cub's little balls as his hands reached out to tuck under his legs, slowly lifting them up, higher and higher, until the boy's ass was completely exposed. The older canine dug his hands under the boy's knees and held him there firmly, pushing him back far enough to force the cub's ass to lift up off the couch slightly, giving Callum room to move his head lower. Zach knew where his mouth was going, but the boy still gasped and curled his toes when his older brother's tongue met with his pink little pucker.

This wasn't the first time Callum had moved his attention to Zach's butt, but the cub didn't mind too much-- it did feel good, after all! He could already feel the tickling pleasure that swam up his spine as his brother's tongue slurped back and forth, dragging across the entrance of his behind. The stimulation encouraged his loins to stiffen even more, and Zach's small cock began to twitch with a little more intensity against his own stomach. The boy couldn't help but let out delicate groans under his breath, his fingers fumbling across the buttons and sticks on his controller as he did his best to both concentrate and enjoy the bliss that washed over him in metaphorical waves.

Callum was practically a natural with his tongue. Each long lick covered the entirety of his younger brother's ass, right from the bottom to the top, and he occasionally switched tact by pushing his tongue against the spasming ring, feeling it clench and squeeze around his invading tongue as his brother whimpered and huffed harshly through his nose. Callum periodically peeked an eye open and relished the sight of his brother's expression, his flushed cheeks and the way he bit his bottom lip, accompanied by the twitching little length and plump balls. Each little lick and suckle made the boy squirm more and more, and Callum knew he was enjoying it.

Zach's moans inevitably grew heavier and heavier over time as Callum relentlessly assaulted his button, painting the entrance with his spit, causing the cub to clench and tremble. Focusing on his game was all but impossible when pleasure intruded on his senses and messed with his concentration, and he eventually resigned to pausing the game and placing the controller down, finally turning his attention to Callum's bobbing head and sultry gaze. Their eyes met and a wicked grin spread across the older canine's face.

"Paying attention now, are we?" Callum teased, lifting his head and sliding forwards until their heads were inches from each other. He dipped his muzzle down, nuzzling affectionately along the boy's cheek and down to his neck, relinquishing his grip on the boy's legs and letting him rest them for a moment or two. To Callum's surprise, however, Zach instinctively hooked his small legs around his brother's hips, pressing his heels to Callum's flesh.

"N-No fair," Zach grumbled admist a giggle, reaching up to hold onto the canine's upper arms. "You can't just stop."

"Who said I was going to?" The older canine quipped. "I just wanted to shower my baby bro with some affection first."

"I'm not a baby--" Zach complained, but Callum sealed his silence with a delicate kiss, their muzzles pressed together. Zach's expression dipped into a frown, but his muzzle still parted to accept his brother's tongue, and his little cock still twitched eagerly from such a delightful sensation such as another's mouth. Callum darted his tongue forwards and tasted his brother's saliva, angling his head to deepen the kiss as much as possible, considering the difference in the size of their muzzles.

Zach shifted, wiggling beneath his brother as he moved his legs, dexterously spreading them apart and trailing his toeclaws along his brother's hips. They snagged down the man's boxers and after some coaxing a little difficulty, Zach managed to slip a toe in either side and push them down, revealing his brother's toned ass. Callum's erection was another matter however, the length cock stuck within the confines of his boxers due to the very nature of it's angle. Callum parted their kiss for a moment to chuckle, and playful growl rolling over his tongue as he dipped his head to nip gently at Zach's neck, grazing his teeth against soft flesh and fur.

"Who's the tease now?" Callum remarked, but he enjoyed his brother's playful side. Slowly, the older canine leant up to examine Zach's twinkling eyes, and the boy stuck out his tongue, blowing a brief raspberry in response. Callum snapped his hand out to pinched the cub's tongue between his thumb and forefinger with a smirk, before he scooted backwards a little, grasping his brother's innermost leg and hooking it upwards so that it could rest on his chest. He admired the sight of his brother's half spread-eagled position, as Zach had relaxed his other leg somewhat and was half-leaning on his side, his little cock throbbing between his legs.

Reaching down, Callum wrestled his own member free from his boxer shorts and grasped the base of his turgid, 8 inch cock, swiftly stroking back and forth to coax a delightful stab of pleasure from his loins. He peeled the foreskin back to reveal the shiny head of his member, slick with pre-cum, before he angled it down. Zach tensed considerably as the cock disappeared between his legs, and his entrance clenched when he felt the head of his brother's cock smearing across his spit-covered ass.

"Are you going to put it in?" Zach asked sheepishly as Callum shifted into a better position, reaching for a cushion and tucking it under his younger brother's ass to elevate him a little, giving him better access to that perfect ass.

"No-- we don't have lube and it's too early to stretch you out." Callum stuck out his tongue, and Zach pouted, folding his arms.

"Just the tip then?" The boy's expression quickly changed to something pleading, and Callum sighed through his nose. He couldn't say no to his brother, not when he pulled that face.

"Fine...but no more, okay?" Callum warned, and the boy's muzzle stretched into a grin in response. The younger canine wriggled his ass and settled into a more comfortable position as Callum smeared the head of his member up and down some more, groaning under his breath. He gave himself a few tender strokes as he wiggled his cock around, reaching out with his free hand to touch his brother's smaller member, giving it a few affectionate tugs with his thumb and forefinger. Zach moaned delicately in response, voicing his approval.

Slowly, Callum pushed his hips forwards, the head of his cock sinking deep into the cub's spasming ring. Zach's tight ass swallowed up the head almost with a sense of eagerness, but Callum kept true to his word: once the edge of his glans passed the squeezing ring, he moved no fur. Zach hissed briefly through his teeth before he began to whine with a greater intensity. His once attentive gaze had devolved into a half-lidded panting, his cock wildly throbbing in his older brother's grip. Callum couldn't deny how wonderfully tight his brother was either: he wished he could plunge further, but the safety of his brother came before anything else. Even still, the warmth of the cub's ass around the head of his cock was wonderful, and he gently stroked the remaining exposed parts of his length, coaxing himself closer to his inevitable edge.

"Mmh..." A restrained moan passed Zach's lips and he rolled his hips up a little, hooking his free leg around Callum's hips and attempting to encourage him to push a little deeper. Callum, however, remained firm and pushed back against his brother's paw, but he sped up his jerking hand, bouncing his hand up and down his sibling's small cock as the cub's chest began to heave and his stomach began to dip. Callum could feel his brother's tight clenching, periodically squeezing around his member with each turgid throb of his young cock. Zach eventually closed his eyes completely, his mouth slightly parted, his breathing heavy.

"It's coming..." Zach mumbled, barely above a whisper, but Callum could easily hear him with his attentive ears. He switched tact with his hand and squeezed the entirety of two fingers around the small cock, pumping up and down vigorously. The cub let out a harsh whimper and dug his heel into the adult's back, trying to encourage him to thrust deeper. Though tempted, Callum continued to wildly stroke his own member with his other hand, pistoning his fingers back and forth as the head of his member swelled within his brother's tight ass, pulsing and throbbing with an incoming orgasm.

Zach quivered and a gentle gasp passed his muzzle as his cock vividly twitched under Callum's assault, and the older canine watched as little dribbles oozed from the end of his younger sibling cock and onto his fingers. With each throb and weak spurt, the cub's innards clamped and milked the head of the adult's member, causing Callum to huff through his teeth, stroking his length more and more. With a short and harsh half-sigh, half-moan, Callum reached his climax shortly after his younger brother, a thick and plentiful spurt of seed shooting deep into the boy's insides. Callum's balls tucked up close to his taint as the older canine shuddered and rolled his head back, his muzzle stretching into a slight grin.

"Mm...squeeze harder for me, Zach." Callum growled, and he felt the boy's insides clamp down tighter than before. A hiss emanated from past the man's teeth and he leant forwards, towering over his younger brother. He was oh so very tempted to push his cock deeper, but he knew how sensitive his little brother was after his little orgasms. He pulled back and groaned under his breath slightly as he popped the head of his member from his brother's stretched behind, shooting one final remember of his load right on the boy's button. Zach stared up at him with flushed cheeks, his breathing low and riddled with exhaustion.

Callum shifted, tucking a hand under Zach's side and flipping him onto his right side whilst simultaneously squeezing in between the boy and the couch, spooning him from behind. He groaned in delight at the warmth of his little brother's body and hooked an arm around him, propping his head up with the other. His half-limp cock, still idly twitching, sat nestled in against the boy's cheeks. Zach lay there for a moment catching his breath and Callum idly admired him, his fingers trailing little circles around the boy's stomach.

"Mmh..." Zach groaned, adjusting his posture somewhat so that he could still use the controller, which had remained firmly within his grip the entire time. "Can I play my game now."

"Sure," Callum bent his head down and planted a sweet kiss on the cub's head. "But only for an hour, then we're doing homework."

"But I don't wanna."

"Sooner you get it done, sooner you can play your video game. Besides, I'll help you so that you can finish it super fast."

"...Mom says you dropped out of school when you were 17."

"Mom ain't lying, but I can still do math. Besides, I love spending time with my little bro." Callum traced his hand down, stroking it up towards the cub's hips before down between his legs, toying with his now flaccid cock. Zach squirmed in response, but he unpaused his game and continued regardless of his brother's fondling.

"...Will you really help me with my math homework, or are you just saying that?" Zach pouted, and Callum couldn't help but chuckle.

"Of course," He insisted, sliding a little lower down so that he could run his mouth over the cub's cheek and down to his neck, nestling in to take in the scent of his fur. "Mmh. I love you, Zach."

"Love you too." Zach grumbled, but he was still grinning regardless. Callum might be a bit of a handful, but there was a mutual love there-- that's all that mattered.