Story by Custos
(Original posting 28 April 2024 on https://inkbunny.net/Custos)

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This story contains material for adults only, do not read if you’re a minor.
The material presented is fictional and for adult fantasy only.
The author does not condone any of the depicted illegal activity in real life.

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JakeyPup commission: Brotherly Wet Nursing

The sun is burning down on the rural fields of crops in the picturesque landscape of hills and small patches of trees. A couple of stallion farmhands are busy pricking hay onto their pitchforks and moving the dried crop into the rudimentary machines to pack it into hay bales. The owner of the farm, Andrew the gruff Dalmatian, is far too stingy to spring for proper machinery and prefers to underpay his farmhands to do the work mostly manually with an ancient hay press.

The short fur coats of the stallions are shiny and glossy with sweat, all of them working in either overalls or simply in jeans as to leave their torsos exposed to the open air and the sun. In their midst is the farm owner’s son working his ass off as well, an eleven-year-old Dalmatian boy with purple and blue spots rather than the traditional black ones. He too is wearing overalls, the boy’s back soaked with sweat as he pricks hay onto his pitchfork and moves it over to the old-fashioned hay press to be churned into hay bales. One were to think that the owner’s son would enjoy preferential treatment, but they would be wrong in this case. Adam, as the boy is called, and his father have a very tense relationship which has gotten worse ever since the boy’s mother died in the childbirth of his little brother, Jake. Somehow, the father seems to blame Adam’s runt of a brother for the death of his wife, and Adam has taken it upon him to deflect the hatred and anger his dad feels from his brother onto him. He loves Jakey to death and would do anything for him. Even endure his father’s constant hostility.

As Adam pricks his fork down into the ground and takes his sunhat off to wipe the sweat from his brow, he can see that the stallions too have decided it’s time for a little break. The horses have gathered in the shade next to the barn, sitting on the freshly pressed hay bales as they pass around the bottles of water whilst talking, the adults welcoming of the dog boy as he walks up to them:”Hey, Adam. Heat gettin’ to ya too?”
The eleven-year-old is given a bottle of cool water which Adam gratefully gulps down eagerly, getting a little lightheaded from the sudden coldness rushing to his head:”Yeah. It’s murder.”

The horses have taken off their jeans and are airing them out by laying them out in the sun, nudity never having been an issue on the farm, especially given that Adam’s father considers his farmhands more like cattle than equals. The sight of the semi-emerged horse dicks is nothing new to Adam, though, the sight never fails to make him blush and feel all those wonderful good tingles in his stomach. The pup too lowers the top half of his overalls as he drips some of the cool water from the bottle onto his torso, sighing in relief. Meanwhile, the stallions continue talking about the new girlfriend one of them has, the others of course pressing him for dirty details and hollering at him when he describes her plump form. None of them care that a minor is present who hears all the extremely inappropriate banter.

Adam is smiling as he just sits on a hay bale next to the taller adult males, occasionally sipping as he listens to the star of the day describing how he has plowed his new girl for all she’s worth. How she would go down on him as soon as he gets home, ripping the clothes off of him and riding him like a bronco. The eleven-year-old pup’s body is stirring, the boy right at the start of his blossoming puberty, with his little feral dog dick already announcing itself as it pokes out of his small sheath and pressing up into his overalls. The stallions notice as they always do, of course, and encourage their boss’ son by cheering him on and telling him he’s becoming a man. This makes Adam’s ears burn in pride, the pup standing up and finally dropping all of his overalls for the guys’ inspection as they cheer at him. The pup’s pink erection is still small, with the knot still firmly hidden within his sheath, but the throbbing boyhood is well received among the stallions as they assure Adam he’s well on his way to becoming a stud just like them.

The boy basks in the brotherly kinship the farmhands bestow upon him as he sits back down naked, the hay bale underneath him pricking his buttocks but he doesn’t care.

The conversation returns to the stallion with the girlfriend as more of the horses’ cocks start to emerge from their sheaths as well, the spongy heads filling with blood but none of them passing the point of even a semi-erection. Just guys being guys amongst each other, with Adam the only one hard as a nail in his pubescent exhilaration.

“Dude, I swear! Those wonderful love handles make me chub up even thinking about them now! And her tits, ho boy! And get this, I was plowing her the other day when suddenly her kid comes walking right in! Little tyke woke up because of all her neighing, hah!”

Adam smiles along as he listens, his little paw subconsciously clutching his cock and knotty, although he’s never been much interested in females. The togetherness of the guys here and their acceptance of him amongst their midst is what arouses him. But what the stallion utters next makes his jaw drop in shock.

“So, the filly wants to nurse from her because she’s hungry. And what does the crazy bitch do? She tells me her nipples are too sore and asks me to substitute! Ho boy, I’ve never male nursed before but the rotor mouth on that kid makes me consider becoming a wet nurse! Haw!”

The other guys react with a mix of disbelief and hoots, their heavy balls and semi-emerged horse cocks swaying and shuddering in their movements as their dicks grow ever slightly more erect. Adam is positively shaking with budding pubescent lust, his eleven-year-old cocklet twitching with need as he grabs it with both hands, hiding his embarrassment from the guys as they notice and holler at him:“Hah, the little pup seems to like the idea, eh? What, your dad never nursed you, bud?”

Adam shakes his head furiously in denial, his cheeks reddening as the stallions smile amicably at him. He starts blurting out some mumbled words:”N-no! Never! Haven’t even seen him naked since I was little…”

The stallions look at each other and then the one who was telling the story addresses the young pup again, fondling and rearranging his balls and growing dick some:”So, your dad doesn’t nurse little Jakey? For real? I mean. It’s odd to nurse someone when you’re not family, sure. But for a father without a wife to deny a growing kid his milk is kinda messed up.”

The horses see Adam’s expression sour as they talk about his absent and slightly abusive father, and especially when they talk about his late mother. They quickly distract the boy as they shift his attention:”Oh, man. Adam. Aren’t you already a big boy now? Can you shoot, bud? Maybe you could feed little Jakey. Get his scrawny butt some meat on his bones, eh?”
The others seem to nod and agree with their buddy, their own hands occasionally fondling their shafts, spongy heads, and balls, but never evolving to full out masturbation as that would get their asses whooped by their boss Andrew.

Adam’s eyes are staring off into space as his young mind is considering the farmhands’ words. He did start spurting a watery salty liquid not too long ago when he was playing around with his weenie, something the guys also told him was completely natural and a sign he’s becoming a man. They had even put their money together and bought the pup a fleshlight sleeve to celebrate the momentous occasion. The boy had blushed so crimson when he smuggled it into his house and into his room that his dad had wondered whether the pup had caught a sunburn.

Soon the farmhands and Adam finish up their work baling hay and the guys take their leave towards the little town in the rusty old truck they share to get to the farm. Before they go, though, Adam rushes over to the vehicle and stands upon the side bar as he leans over the truck bed to address the stallions whom he considers his best friends. His voice is been weak and a little shaky, but he summons up the courage to ask them his question.

“H-how… How do I nurse Jakey?”

The stallions look at each other and quickly pull up an informative video on HoofTube on their phone to show the boy. They don’t have much time before their boss Andrew, the boy’s father, would get suspicious, but they try to explain as best they can within minutes what to do and what not to do to the young boy.

Adam’s cheeks and ears are red in a deep blush as he absorbs the advice as best he can, but soon his father comes walking over and the stallions take their leave. If the eleven-year-old needed more help, they’d try to explain the following day during their break, when Adam’s father would least have his attention upon them.

As the truck speeds off, Adam’s father comes to a standstill next to his son with a suspicious look on his face and his hands to his sides:”What was that about, boy? Kissing your boyfriends goodbye?”
Adam lowers his head and ears a little as he’s still blushing, albeit it with a slightly sad and subdued look upon his face now:”N-no, sir. Just wondering something about town.”
Andrew’s eyes squint a little as he gruffly says:”Never you mind about town. That place will corrupt you, boy. Get started on your chores in the house. And tell the runt to be quiet. I’ve had a long day.”
The adult Dalmatian starts walking back to the house with Adam in tow, the boy hanging his head still.

“Yes, sir.”

Later that evening, when Adam is bathing Jake, the older Dalmatian boy is mulling the words of his stallion farmhand friends through his head over and over. The younger pup is about three years old and very playful with the bathtub toys. Contrary to his older brother, the boy has pink and green spots for his pattern, with ears to match. Adam is blushing constantly, his little feral doggy cocklet emerged from his sheath and hard as a nail ever since they got into the tub. In his innocence, Jakey doesn’t pay it any mind, but eventually he becomes fed up with Adam being distracted and he flicks his brother’s weenie with his fingers:”Adam! You’re not playing properly!”

Adam sees stars as the painful flick inflicts great discomfort upon him, the older boy quickly chastising Jake for hurting him:”Ouch! Jake! That hurts! A lot!”
Jake is visibly startled by just how much he hurt his older brother’s weenie and innocent like he is as a three-year-old, he quickly starts petting Adam’s erection like if it were a puppy:”Sorry, Adam. I didn’t mean to.”
The eleven-year-old Dalmatian brother feels his little sibling clumsily fondle his small canine erection sticking from his sheath, the painful sensations quickly replaced with all those good tickles he feels in his stomach when he masturbates. His voice a little shaky, Adam lifts himself to sit on the edge of the tub, with his pink doggy cocklet pointing straight at his little brother whilst his knotty remains hidden within his small sheath:”It-it’s okay, Jakey. Kiss it better?”

Jake giggles as he stares at his older brother’s erection, as if they are playing a naughty game, and doesn’t think twice before leaning forwards and pressing a peck on Adam’s pecker:”Teehee. There. Feel better?”
Adam’s pink cocklet twitches and throbs happily at his little brother’s touch, the eleven-year-old boy cooing out as Jakey too giggles at his sibling’s dancing feral canine weenie:”Much better! You’re such a good little bro, Jakey. Say… wanna know a secret?”

If there is one thing in the world that draws Jake’s attention immediately and unwaveringly, it’s telling the little pup you have a secret to share. The little boy nearly jumps up and down in the water of the bathtub as he excitedly exclaims:”Uhu! I do! I do!”
The little boy is already fumbling with his older brother’s penis in anticipation of the secret, Jakey clearly unaware that this is inappropriate behaviour, but Adam has never turned him away and their father Andrew never witnessed any such play or he would have whooped both their asses. Adam’s voice becomes a little more steady, though, he lowers his volume out of fear of attracting their father’s attention as the man is watching his ‘stories’ on the television downstairs:”Well, you know how a mommy feeds a baby with her boobies?”

Jakey continues to absentmindedly fumble with his brother’s throbbing pink cocklet as he looks up at Adam expectantly, the young boy clearly not knowing the context of having a mother as he’s never known his own but simply agreeing all the same. A smile comes over Adam’s lips as he ruffles his little brother’s hair, his purple-and-blue spots briefly mingling with Jake’s pink-and-green ones in the blur of the movement:”Well, a daddy can feed a baby too. With his weenie.”

Rather than pull the expected disgusted face, Jakey’s expression is more intrigued and amazed than anything else as both his little hands grasp his older brother’s erect cocklet and squeeze it as he points it towards himself:”Really?! But pee comes from there!”
Adam chuckles, lightly panting as his brother’s eagerness and touches arouse the inexperienced boy greatly, his youthful boyish doggy cock twitching excitedly:”Uhu. But when you get older like me or an adult, boy milk can come from there as well.”

As if on cue, a droplet of clear precum emerges from Adam’s pointy doggy tip as Jakey’s handling of his boy boner has caused him to produce some. The pupils in the little three-year-old’s eyes turn into hearts as Jakey squeezes his big brother’s penis in reverence, not needing any coaxing or encouragement as he immediately leans down to enclose his lips around Adam’s tip. Impatient like little boys his age are, Jakey suckles harshly like a vacuum, smacking his lips as he pulls off to examine the flavour of his brother’s precum. He trusts his big bro so blindly that he didn’t even question putting his mouth on a leaking penis:”Tastes kinda funny… Salty.”

Adam’s mouth dropped down as soon as soon as he felt the warm wetness of his little brother’s mouth envelop his cock tip, jolts of electricity running from his youthful balls all the way up his spine towards the back of his neck and head. Black spots blur his vision as he shakes violently, holding his little brother’s head and clutching the little boy’s ears in the instinctive need to guide him back down towards his boy cock. Adam restrains himself, however, as he stumbles over his words:”Uh-oh. Ah. T-that… that felt… amazing, Jakey.”

Observing his brother’s reaction to what amounted to a simple suckle of not even a few seconds long, Jake’s mouth now too hangs down as he gently squeezes his brother’s shaft:”Really? Cool. Can I have some more, Adam?”
Before the eleven-year-old Dalmatian could even answer, Jakey has already leaned down and swallows even more of his brother’s length, all the way down until his lips kiss the mouth of Adam’s furry sheath clinging to the shaft, just above the hidden knot underneath. With a single strong suck, the very first of many, Jake reduces his big brother to a blubbering mess. The three-year-old boy has his eyes closed and is rhythmically and steadily suckling on his big brother’s canine penis as it produces little watery spurts of boyish precum. Apparently, Jakey seems to like the flavour as his suckling becomes slightly more urgent, gently nursing on Adam’s cocklet like a baby would at the breast of its mother.

Adam is gripping the edge of the bathtub with one hand whilst his other obscures his face and serves for his teeth to bite down onto, preventing the boy from moaning out loud as his toes curl with pleasures his youthful body has never experienced before. Not even the toy sleeve his farmhand friends had bought him had felt this good, and he humped that thing practically every night!

Jakey’s sucking is constant and without pause, the cute suckling sounds filling the bathroom and echoing in the tiled room as Adam bucks his hips into his little brother’s rotor mouth, his tail wagging like crazy and causing a wet mess everywhere. Not even half a minute is Adam able to take the heavenly suction on his boyish cocklet, his toes curling and his back arching as he nearly falls off the edge of the bathtub in the throes of his eleven-year-old orgasm, unable to help himself crying out in ecstasy as spurt after spurt of watery boy cum jets down directly into Jakey’s throat and stomach. The little boy hums contently as he kneels in the tub in front of his brother, rhythmically squeezing the bulbous little knotty hidden in his brother’s sheath as he swallows the pink spasming length down to it, his pink little tongue swirling all around the sensitive length and teasing the opening of his brother’s sheath.

Whimpering and crying tears of happiness, Adam lowers back down into the tub as finally Jakey is forced to release his brother’s penis before it is submerged into the bubbles. The three-year-old smacks his lips as if he’s just tasted something great, his little hands immediately gripping Adam’s cocklet underwater again which makes the older boy wince:”Yummy! I want some more, Adam. More!”
Adam shields his sensitive penis from his little brother’s assault, barely able to speak as he pants:”I, ah. In a bit, Jakey. It, ah. It needs to fill up with milk again.”

Jakey pouts a little and is about to protest when suddenly the bathroom door flings open and their dad stands in the opening, looking alarmed as he speaks loudly and commandingly:”What’s going on here?! I heard yelping!”

Before Jake can give away what they just did, Adam quickly speaks up as his cheeks fill with redness:”Ah. I, um. I… slipped and fell and hit my head, sir. Sorry.”
Andrew squints his eyes as he looks at Adam’s head from all sides, seemingly unable to determine any damage:”Any blood?”
Adam shakes his head in denial, his cocklet retreating inside his sheath underwater in fear, which in his mind expunges the evidence of what they just did. The adult Dalmatian gives Adam’s head another look over but can’t find anything out of the ordinary. He chastises his son some more:”I ain’t takin’ you to a hospital, boy. So you better not bust anything, got it?”
Adam nods as his father leaves through the door, leaving both his sons alone in the bathtub once more.

As they were preparing for bed, Adam impressed upon Jake the importance of not telling their dad that the boy was nursing him. Adam knew his little brother wouldn’t understand the complexity of the situation, so he simply told the boy their dad might get angry knowing Adam was doing his father’s job at nursing Jake. The little boy seemed smart enough to understand how important this was to Adam and thus he agreed to not tell their daddy anything.

The three-year-old nursed from Adam two more times that night, but due to the older brother’s age, his capacity wasn’t very big and Jake complained that he wanted more as he was still hungry. Plus, he seemed to like the flavour of his brother’s watery boy semen quite a lot. Adam soothed Jakey and just let him suckle on his cocklet until the tyke fell asleep. He promised he would think of a solution. And ponder the eleven-year-old did.

The next day the boy was put to work again with the farmhands like any other day by his dad, but this time Adam had pleaded with his father to let little Jake ‘help’ with the work. Andrew had scoffed at the idea, as Jake was naturally way too little to be helpful and much more prone to be a hindrance, but Adam had sold the adult Dalmatian on the idea that Jake would grow up more willing to help out on the farm and able to do so effectively sooner. Plus, Andrew wouldn’t need to keep an eye on his youngest son for a change and thus could do his own work more freely. The latter argument sold Andrew on the idea and he let Adam take Jake out to the fields and the barn where he would work.

Naturally, the stallions are surprised when Adam brings Jake along as they are getting ready to start the day’s work, but they’re not dumb. They immediately realise it has to do with their conversation the day before. However, as their boss is hovering around them like a fly on shit that morning to make sure Adam can handle his chores and look after his little brother, they don’t get an opportunity to talk freely with the boy until later that day. Andrew seems satisfied that Jake can play by himself and ‘help’ out with the work whilst Adam doesn’t slack on his own, eventually leaving the bunch to catch up on his own schedule.

The stallions watch Andrew leave and work a bit longer without any indication anything’s out of the ordinary until they’re all as sweaty as the day before and take their regular break. Not holding back because of the presence of the three-year-old tot, the horses discard their jeans as they always do and settle themselves on the hay bales in the shadow of the barn. They pass around the cool bottles of refreshing water, smiling at Jakey’s wide eyes when he beholds the horses’ nude male forms. The cute tot has never seen a horse naked, except the feral ones they breed, thus the anthropomorphic stallions have his undivided attention.

“So, Adam. Nice of your little brother to come hang out with the working folk. Looks like he’s already a bit happier than usual. Any reason for that?”

Adam blushes as he’s teased by the stallions, who simply smile and sip their water bottles as Jake walks from equine to equine to say hello and touch their short sweaty fur. The eleven-year-old gives a brief recap of the night before and the scene in the bathtub, the boy revelling in the fact that this time around he’s the one being hooted and hollered at by ‘the guys’ for his lewd story to share. Jakey has crawled up on one of the stallions’ laps and is playing around with the horse’s curly mane, when suddenly the little boy speaks up himself and surprises everyone:”Adam said he doesn’t have enough boy milk for me. Can I have some of yours?”

Seeing the farmhands’ stunned expressions, the little boy quickly corrects himself, as he’s been taught to mind his manners by his dad:”Oh! Uh. Pretty please?”
Some of the men’s equine shafts already seem firmer than usual, their spongy heads filling up with blood fast as their erections grow slowly but steadily.

“Are you sure, little buddy? We… make a *lot* more milk than your brother does.”

The three-year-old nods enthusiastically, already worming himself out of his cute little overalls as Adam too discards his own. His cheeks are flush with the prospect of what is about to happen, and he is very grateful for his horse friends to indulge his little brother’s needs. Plus, his own cocklet tingles something fierce in anticipation.

The stallions are making themselves comfortable with one of them keeping watch for their boss, as being caught wet nursing his kids would surely earn them some lead in their skins. Adam guides Jakey in between the open legs of one of the stallions sitting on a hay bale, the gentle equine spreading them a little wider as his horse cock rises to a firm erection in front of the boys’ eyes. Jakey is panting and wagging his little tail a million miles per hour as Adam guides his little brother’s paw to rest upon the warm skin of the pulsing length of the horse’s cock, the head flaring a little as soon as the tiny fingers make contact:”Remember, Jakey. It’s your first time. Are you sure you can handle this?”

The hearts in the three-year-old Dalmatian pup’s eyes as well as his cute wagging tail are enough to convince anyone that he very much wants to participate, but the tiny pink cocklet of the toddler having emerged from its tiny sheath takes away any possible doubt. Jakey opens his little muzzle wide, a drop of the little boy’s saliva dripping down in anticipation. He’s gonna eat well this evening.