"Brook? Hey, Brook!"

Brook's ears perked up and opened one eye, lifting his muzzle off of his crossed paws. Technically, the wolf was supposed to be guarding the cart while his sister was out hunting, but out in the Cold North so far from any cities, there were no real threats. So he had simply lain down on the snow, kept warm by his thick fur, a generous amount of fat, and the only item of clothing he wore: a cloak as white as the snow that helped him to blend in to his surroundings. His fur was white on the underside, but along his back, the top of his head, and around his neck, it was a darker gray color, white streaks of black at the center of the gray sections.

Not that he particularly needed to hide. His sister did all the hunting; as was common among the descendants of the Moon Goddess Empta, of the two siblings, one was bipedal and the other quadrupedal, so while Brook did the heavy hauling of pulling their cart around, Rindel handled anything that involved using tools. The hauling wasn't the only heavy thing around either, as Rindel was a good hunter and shared the meat with him despite his tendency to laze around, which had given Brook a great number of extra curves, particularly at his hindquarters. Nor was his ass the only large asset of Brook's, as resting on the ground behind his legs were his enormous testes, covered by thick white fur, those potent orbs so large and so heavy that they hung most of the way to the ground when he was standing.

Rising up onto all fours, Brook looked around for the source of the voice, gazing down the simple dirt road they were on, and among the scattered pine trees and snow-covered rocks around them. He soon spotted who was calling to him: Andrew's body was not hard to find, partly because he was just as fattened-up as Brook was, and partly because the feral fox was a bright orange color, not hailing from the tundra that Brook called home. Wagging his tail, Brook called out, "Hey, Andy! Come on over!" and watched as Andrew hurried up the road. Brook and Rindel had stopped at the top of a small hill to give Brook a rest after pulling their cart all the way up, which let her head off to see what she could hunt.

Andrew's many curves bounced and wobbled as he ran up the hill towards Brook, huffing a little bit when he arrived. Andrew was wearing even less than Brook, just a pouch on a leather strap that hung from his neck to give him a little storage space. "Good to see you! I didn't know you were coming this way," Andrew greeted the wolf. "Where's Rindel? Out hunting?"

"Yep," Brook answered with a nod. "You know us, we're always moving all over. Great seeing you again! What are you doing out here?"

Andrew flashed a grin, swishing his orange and white tail. "Oh, you know me, I was just coming out here to admire the wilderness," he joked.

Brook was unconvinced, and smirked back at Andrew. "Uh-huh."

"Well, and to have a little fun away from the city," Andrew admitted, chuckling a bit. "Speaking of, would you care to join me?"

"Sure!" Brook replied enthusiastically, wagging his tail more. "I'm just waiting for Rindel to get back, but she'll probably be a while." His ears splayed a bit as he continued, "We shouldn't stay too close to the cart, though. I don't want to make a mess of it and make Rindel mad again."

"I wouldn't want to upset her either," Andrew agreed, turning and heading down the hill just a bit, flaunting his own wide hips and pendulous ballsack as he walked. Brook hurried after him, catching up as Andrew stopped just by the side of the road, sitting on his haunches with his massive nuts resting on the ground in front of his hips.

"What've you got planned this time?" Brook asked, sniffing at the air as Andrew reached up and rummaged in the bag hanging from his neck. The wolf picked up a few things: the smell of snow and pine needles, and Andrew's scent of course, but also the smell of... rubber?

The fox took his hand out of the pouch, and Brook could see that between two of the toes on Andrew's front paw, he was holding a wide strip of a dark gray rubber, explaining where the scent came from. "I was thinking we could give this a try."

Brook tilted his head to one side, looking at the piece of rubber. It seemed to have thick, rounded edges on both ends, and was folded loosely in the middle. "That's a weird-looking condom," he observed.

"Close, but not quite, though Ardyl did make this," Andrew replied with a chuckle. "You can think of it like a condom for two if you like... it's got a design similar to a finger trap."

"A finger trap? What's that?"

"A toy anthros can play with," Andrew answered, wiggling his toes around the rubber a bit. Brook could see it move and open up a bit at the end: on closer inspection, it was a hollow tube of rubber, flattened out because of the way Andrew was holding it. "You can put a finger in each end, and then they're stuck, unless you know the right trick to getting them back out." Flashing a smirk towards Brook, Andrew went on, "And I was thinking that you and I could give it a stress test if we tried putting other bits of ourselves into it instead..."

"Oh," Brook said in understanding, then gave an "Ohhhhh" a moment later as full realization hit him. Playfully, Brook lifted one leg to show off his sheath and the heavy balls behind it, wiggling his curvy hips and making them jiggle a bit while his massive orbs swung underneath him. "You want another demonstration of what these can do, huh?"

Andrew chuckled and leaned over, patting the ground beside him. "It's been a while since we last saw one another, so I may have forgotten," he joked, his tail swishing back and forth.

Accepting the invitation, Brook trotted over and sat down next to Andy, on the dirt road. It didn't look like there was anyone coming as far as he could see, which wasn't terribly surprising. His wide rear was pressed right up against Andrew's, their mutual curves of fat smooshed together. "So how will this work?" Brook asked.

"Well, I'm going to need you to be hard first..." Andrew teased, reaching over with his free paw and pressing it against Brook's enormous balls, rubbing at them in a circle.

"Mmm, true..." Brook agreed, leaning into Andy as he reached out to return the favor, pressing a paw against the curve of the fox's massive sack, rubbing it in the same manner Andrew was playing with his. "Have you ever used one of those things before?" he asked, tipping his muzzle forward to indicate the rubber finger trap... or cock trap, as it was going to be.

"Not yet," Andrew admitted, coaxing out Brook's cock as his own slowly emerged. "But I'm looking forward to changing that."

Brook gave a pleased hum from Andrew's attention, sliding his paw up to the fox's emerging cock to rub at his hot flesh. "That condom you brought last time got so big before it popped," Brook reminisced, leaning more against Andrew's side.

"And this one should get even bigger," Andrew promised, waving the rubber around while his other hand remained on Brook's sack, stroking it in a bigger circle. "It's built for two, after all."

Growling with eager lust, Brook began rubbing at his balls with one paw along with Andy, the wolf's shaft sliding out into the open more rapidly. But as he panted a little, leaning more into Andrew's big warm body, the fox gently pushed Brook's paw away from his cock. Glancing over, Brook saw it was because Andrew was already working on opening up the rubber sleeve, pressing one end against the tip of his length. Taking his other paw off of Brook, Andrew grabbed the rubber from both sides and slid it downwards, tugging it over his mostly-hard shaft and securing it snugly, leaving a generous amount of excess rubber hanging downward.

"Theeeere we go," Andrew murmured as he gave the rubber sleeve a light tug, confirming that it was wrapped around his shaft quite securely. "Now, care to join me?"

Brook leaned in closer, turning a little towards Andrew as he stayed as close to the fox as he could, watching as Andrew turned towards him a little bit as well. Reaching out with one paw, Andrew pressed down on the end of Brook's cock to angle it downwards while the wolf rubbed his heavy balls, watching to see what Andrew was doing. With his other paw lifting up the empty end of the rubber sleeve, Andrew brought it to the tip of Brook's shaft, using both paws to start sliding it over the wolf's stiff flesh.

"Mm, that feels nice," Brook murmured, his tail wagging back and forth.

"Just wait until we get into it," Andrew teased in a quiet tone, pressing both paws against the opposite sides of Brook's cock to work the smooth rubber over it and into place. It, too, fit quite snugly, leaving just a small gap between their cocks, which were held in place pointed at each other from the tension of the rubber.

"Now what?" Brook asked, leaning more heavily against Andrew's side.

"You'll see," Andrew replied cryptically, shifting forward to get back onto all fours. "Stand up with me."

Curious, Brook got back to his feet, standing next to Andrew, with their cocks tugged to their sides, connected by the glossy rubber around them both. Much like the finger trap it was modeled on, they were locked very firmly within it; even though Brook felt his cock tugging at the rubber a little from how they were standing, it didn't give in the slightest.

Andrew took a deep breath and closed his eyes halfway, exhaling slowly, cocking his rear leg closer to Brook upwards and resting it on the wolf's overly generous ass. "I'm not sure-" Brook began, but he was cut off as Andrew's ears splayed out and he let out a quiet groan, and a wide stream of amber fluid gushed out from the tip of his cock. Brook's eyes widened as he felt Andrew's piss strike his own sensitive flesh, and gave a groan from the warmth washing over it and the pleasurable sensation of the stream of liquid splashing directly on his shaft.

It was a potent stream and took no time at all to fill up what little space there was within the double-ended condom, but for a large and visible air bubble at the top of it. Brook gave a small groan, turning his head to glance back, and saw the rubber start to bulge outward in the middle as Andrew kept pissing into it. Yet even as the middle swelled, it remained snugly secured around both of their shafts, preventing so much as a drop from escaping. "Oh, that... that feels good, keep going," Brook murmured, his eyes lidding slightly.

The rubber creaked slightly as it was forcibly expanded by the vulpine piss gushing into it, bulging outward rapidly and sagging under its own weight. Yet even with gravity pulling it down, it remained very firmly attached to both of their cocks, and Brook groaned a little, partly from the tugging sensation but mostly from the continued feeling of Andrew's hot fluid against his cock. Within the flooded condom the fluid was flowing around his shaft rapidly, stimulating his whole length continuously as Andrew huffed softly and continued pissing into the swelling rubber.

"Uhhnn, Andy..." Brook groaned out, shivering a little in place. The fox just smirked and closed his eyes as he kept his position, his tail swishing back and forth. It didn't take long for the condom to swell outward and downward enough to touch the dirt path they were standing on, but it was still only just beginning. The heavy stream of urine Andrew was pumping into it made it bloat more and more, the flow continuing to surge around Brook's own throbbing shaft. The bloating rubber spilled forward down the gentle decline of the path they were on, gradually expanding further and further outward.

The growing condom bumped against Brook's front leg and he shifted out of reflex, lifting his paw up and accidentally placing it on top of the sloshing rubber vessel that his cock was lodged within. His weight deformed the rubber somewhat, making it flatten out to the sides, but it was sturdy enough to hold strong and support him regardless. "So much... don't stop..." Brook urged quietly, keeping his paw there, feeling the fluid shifting under his paw and the hard jet of piss surging around his own shaft, the little beads of precum he was leaking into it being quickly lost amongst the vast amounts of golden piss filling the condom further and further.

"I won't, don't worry," Andrew teased softly. Bigger and bigger the condom grew as he filled it with a seemingly endless amount of urine, though as it got bigger, the rate at which it expanded further slowed. The rubber continued to swell and roll across the ground, and Brook felt the pressure within pressing back against his paw, so he shifted that limb to rest flat on top of the rubber surface instead. It was like a big, liquid-filled beanbag, the pressure within growing great enough that he only sank into it a little. And so warm, too, that he couldn't resist shifting a little closer and bringing his other foreleg up on top of it, sprawling out on top of the growing, sloshing, quietly creaking rubber condom, pressing his body close against it. It was fairly smooth, though he wasn't sure if that was its natural texture or if it just felt like that from being so bloated.

Chuckling, Andrew shifted slightly away from Brook, keeping his back leg raised as he hopped away a little bit, his rump bouncing and jiggling from the motion, his massive balls swaying between his legs as he did. "Enjoying yourself?" he asked Brook as he climbed partway up onto the expanding piss-filled condom, still continuing to spray more and more hot golden fluid into it as it wobbled between the two of them. He made sure to keep his cock pointed towards Brook's as he adjusted his position, watching the wolf's eyes lid and his ears splay out as he enjoyed the sensation.

"Ohhh, yes, so much..." Brook murmured, rocking his hips back and then forward again, lightly humping into the flooded rubber condom they were sharing.

Andrew sprawled his upper body out on top of the stretched out rubber that was serving as their cushion, their combined weight making it mostly spread out in front of them down the hill. It was like a big, heated waterbed, squishing flush against every contour of his body. Taking a breath, Andrew upped the ante by pushing with his abdominal muscles and forcing out a much harder blast of urine into the piss already surrounding his cock, his urethra swelling out a little bit from the volume of fluid gushing from him.

Brook's eyes shot open and he let out a gasp as he felt the hot fluid rushing past his shaft, his body shivering in pleasure from the feeling of the amber liquid swirling around his cock. "Oh...! Yes, keep doing that...!" Every little drip of precum that leaked from him was swept away and into the depths of the ever-expanding condom, which was twice as long as they were now and growing much faster with all of the extra fluid Andrew was pumping into it. The pressure inside was growing so great that it was beginning to lift the two of them up as it expanded underneath them, and Brook moaned out and began thrusting his hips against the side of the swelling condom as his upper body was raised up further.

"Shall we have a contest?" Andrew teased as he lowered his rear leg onto the ground, holding himself up with the expanding and bloating condom that squeaked and sloshed every time he shifted and pressed his forelegs against it in a different way, the rubber immediately swelling back up like a balloon whenever he took his weight off part of it.

Brook panted as he rocked his hips back and forth, his sack thumping against the rubber side of the enormous balloon. It was so big that he couldn't see over the top of it any more, even with it rolling down the hill in front of him, and he could have fit his entire body into it. His eyes caught sight of the air bubble at the top, still the same size as it had been at first, yet now dwarfed by the gigantic piss-balloon it was inside of that it was barely visible at all. "I can't match this...!" Brook protested, as nice as it would have been to try.

"Almost," Andrew said cryptically, wiggling his hips. A little shiver ran through Brook as Andrew's movements made the hard jet of piss wash back and forth over his cock, the sensitive flesh tingling, and Brook whined a little, his ears splaying. "Your bladder can't, but I bet your balls could. Shall we find out?"

Groaning, Brook humped at the condom a little faster; thrusting into the liquid was an unusual sensation, but the jet of piss from Andrew's shaft felt even more pleasurable as he pushed his cock against the flow. "Ohhh..." Brook didn't really have a choice, but he was quite eager to cum regardless, and happily wagged his tail, glancing over at Andrew. Though they were technically still next to each other, the swelling condom was slowly pushing them apart, the rubber swelling up between them. "Yes...!"

Andrew chuckled a little as he watched Brook's eyes close, the wolf thrusting into the fluid, and kept his own flow going strong, the rubber straining from all the additional fluid gushing out of Andrew's cock, around Brook's, and further into the creaking and wobbling condom that was taller than the two of them. "Are you gonna blow?" Andrew asked teasingly, swishing his tail.

"Yeah... soon...!" Brook groaned out as he shuddered, humping more vigorously, the wolf's big heavy ballsack bouncing off of the condom with an audible thump every time his hips met the rubber exterior. Andrew saw Brook's body tremble as he thrusted in one last time, holding himself there just a moment with gritted teeth before Brook tipped his head back and howled loudly into the open air.

The wolf's pendulous balls pulled upwards as they unleashed the first blast of cum, the thick white fluid erupting into the condom visibly in a long jet that reached halfway to the far end of the condom that then began spreading out in occasional strands. Andrew hadn't stopped pissing either, so the cum began being pushed aside by the flow of urine within the rubber vessel, but it was only the first; Brook's balls clenched again and again to fire off more great blasts of his seed into the condom, the great eruptions rapidly outpacing the rate at which Andrew could piss into it.

And with both of them filling the condom further in tandem, it began to swell even faster, bloating upwards between them even more. Brook moaned out, his eyes crossed as he trembled against the side of the condom that was taller than he was, sprawled against it like a wall, his tail wagging back and forth rapidly as his balls continued to fire off huge gouts of cum one after another. Standing similarly, Andrew could still see Brook through the condom; its rubbery surface had been stretched so much that it was easy to see through, and his own urine provided the view of Brook with a deep yellow hue, distorting the wolf's image a bit. "Keep going," Andrew urged, "Let's see how big it can get!"

The condom creaked more loudly as it grew even bigger, the two fluids inside dueling for supremacy. Andrew had quite a head start and was still spraying more piss into the straining rubber his cock was buried inside of, but each of Brook's cumshots caught him up quite a bit, the cum swirling around visibly inside of the piss as each blast of seed and the continued inpouring of pee swirled the liquids around. The condom creaked and groaned, reaching all the way to the bottom of the hill now, and even through Brook could feel it lifting his feet off the ground as it swelled out further, its warm rubbery surface squeaking a bit as he shivered against it, he was too caught up in his climax to care.

Over and over Brook's balls clenched and pulled upwards to fire off another huge shot of cum, so much of it in the condom now that it was getting cloudy inside and Andrew couldn't see Brook through it any more. A louder, heavier creak from the condom warned them both of its approaching limit, and Brook shuddered heavily against the side of it, giving another little thrust. "I can't stop...!" he groaned out in sheer bliss, feeling the warmth of his own cum and Andrew's piss radiating from the condom against him.

Andrew gave a deep hum of approval, his paws squeezing at the straining, stretched condom as he leaned against it. It was so full and the contents were under such high pressure that it barely gave under him at all; he might as well have been leaning against a wall. "And I won't stop..." he murmured, keeping his eyes looking to the side and down the hill.

It didn't take much longer for their combined output to prove too much for the condom to handle, though Ardyl had definitely outdone himself. By the time it burst, the rubber vessel had spilled all the way down to the foot of the hill, taking up the whole path along the way and wobbling out to the sides as well. But a split opened up at the far end of it and tore halfway up the side of the condom as it blew, and its contents surged out in a wave all over the surrounding ground. Brook's potent orbs had cum so much that the mixture was more yellow than white, and the resulting flood of their fluids splashed out all over the tundra.

The snow melted immediately under the hot liquids washing over it, replacing one white coating with another. Low-hanging loose pine needles were swept off the trees by the torrent of fluid crashing down the hill, and the mixture of Brook's cum and Andrew's piss poured down the sides of the path in a great waterfall, the remains of the condom collapsing onto the ground. Both Andrew and Brook fell down to all fours as a result, with the latter still shuddering and trembling as he fired off a few more final bursts of his cum into the ruins of the condom, while Andrew let his stream gradually trickle to a stop, watching the fluid spreading out over the ground at the foot of the hill.

Sidestepping over to Brook, Andrew leaned against the wolf's side again as Brook reveled in the afterglow from his climax. "Told you it'd be fun," he teased playfully.

"Never doubted it..." Brook replied, panting for breath, opening his eyes and staring at the enormous mess the two of them have made.