Thank you all for your patience as we get back to a proper posting schedule. Tonight's story is one of an interesting discovery, for YorktheOrca! The story opens with a little bit of collegiate sports action: Juno is trying to justify his role as the leader of the defense, and across the scrimmage, the new QB, Kory, is looking to cement his place as the future starter of the team. The practice ends with a clash of thick, hulking bodies, and where Juno wins the day on the field, Kory isn't backing down from a different challenge in the locker room. They agree to meet up again later on, and in the privacy of Juno's apartment, they discover that they have an admiration that goes much deeper than their skin (and pigskin.) Making love multiple times in the tiny space, they wear each other down after practice, and the next morning, Juno gets a phone call from his father, revealing something very interesting about his kinship with Kory... - Commissions are OPEN! 80,000 words are available for February! The Short and Sweet sale is in full swing, with 5% off 2.5k word stories, 10% off 4k word stories, and 15% off 5.5k word stories! https://docs.google.com/document/d/1fpPGznPxQ6tWBK3SkLS7sUOfTUlExARAJnFHYMwocyU/edit?usp=sharing If you enjoy my work, please consider supporting me on Patreon, Subscribestar or Ko-fi! https://www.patreon.com/Joshiah https://subscribestar.adult/joshiahswrittenworks https://ko-fi.com/joshiah There's all kinds of exclusive content and bonuses to be had, so give them a look! As always, read, comment and enjoy! **** To the players on the field, there was no such thing as an unimportant practice. Most such events were held in front of empty stands, or with only the most important scouts on the sidelines, but that day, Juno was treated to something of a dress rehearsal: the stands weren’t packed, but plenty of fans and followers had come out that day in order to see if their local star or their hometown hero was going to have a chance to make a real, college team. To have the support of even one fan in the stands would have been a boost, but Juno wasn’t upset about the fact that York wasn’t there to cheer him on. He knew—or certainly hoped—that his father was having a wonderful time on his blind date, and on the field, the younger orca was having trouble keeping his mind on the ball. There was no shortage of other eye candy to appreciate, right then. “Eyes on the QB! He can move!” Juno was already cementing his status as a defensive leader, and playing the middle of the field, he was a linebacker that could move to the sidelines with blazing speed, while playing a coverage role to snipe shallow crossing routes. For all of his brilliance in coverage and recognizing offensive shifts, his full, thick body wasn’t just for show: rippling with muscles and pulsing with strength, every breath he drew forced an already intimidating form to stand up just a little taller, to stretch just a little wider, until it looked as though he could handle the entire offense on his own. With the scrimmage running long and the offense marching their way down the field, the defense was getting tired…but Juno wasn’t going to let them walk into the end zone without a fight. “Down! Set…blue 42…bluuuuuue 42…” Juno wasn’t the type to be distracted by a simple cadence: the quarterback would have to do something more than that to draw them offsides, but to that point, he’d orchestrated a drive that stretched ten plays, taking them right down the field and into field goal range without much resistance. Having greater pride than that, a timeout on the defensive side of the ball and a fiery speech from Juno had the team playing like a proper team again, but coming up on fourth down and the scrimmage itself on the line, Juno was playing as if they were already in the conference title game; the coaches loved to see that. “Set-HUT!” The field came to life with moving bodies navigating stripes of white the blocks of green between them. Tired, muddied uniforms began blending together as Juno tried to keep an eye on the play, drifting across the middle of the field with the tight end on a drag route. With their battle having raged all day long, the quarterback wasn’t going to take a risk on that throw, but he hadn’t completely diagnosed the defensive coverage he had to face. Deep in the back corner of the end zone, a receiver was just starting to come open, but as he drifted, the quarterback could only offer a pump fake in that direction, forcing everyone to hesitate… …Everyone but Juno drifted that direction, and the quarterback tucked the ball under his arm, sprinting around the other side of the field. It was a race to the pylon, the pillar of brilliant orange standing like a beacon of hope at the front corner of the end zone. One touch from the nose of the ball, and the entire drive would prove a waste of effort, as far as Juno was concerned. Rushing to the side, he closed off the inside lane, forcing the new quarterback to bolt to the outside of the field. He came right to the sideline, but Juno took just the right posture to square himself up for a tackle. Slowing himself with an attempt to juke back to the inside, the yet unknown hybrid was doing everything he could to push the football into the end zone on what would prove to be his final chance of the day, but his athleticism came up against the impressive strength and experience of the orca before him, their bodies crashing upon each other with such a massive CRUNCH that the stands erupted with a cheer. It no longer felt like the scrimmage that the fans knew it to be: they were starting to feel the same intensity, the same gravity that only the players had known, before. “Go…d-down…” Gritting his teeth and planting his heels, Juno could feel his entire body shifting in weight, but he’d placed himself in just the right position to allow the quarterback to fall forward, just slightly…just to the point where reaching out the nose of the football wouldn’t quite be enough. The tip of the ball tapped against the ground, but the tmp of that point of contact was lost on Juno. He could barely hear his own thoughts over the roar of a feisty crowd, but closer than that was the panting efforts of the man that had crashed to the ground with him, falling just half a yard short of getting the job done. “Damn…d-damn, man! I was so close!” he yelled out, trying to shake the orca’s weight from the side of his body. “I thought I had you, for sure!” The referees called in to officiate the scrimmage were already signaling a change of possession; the fourth down rally had fallen just short. Once more, under Juno’s guidance, the defense held up their end of the bargain when it mattered most, but he was the same type to give credit where credit was due…and as far as he was concerned, as much as his opinion mattered, he would make sure that the coaches gave the new quarterback a proper shot at making the team. ** It would be a few days before the results from tryouts were officially posted. For those players who weren’t sure how well they did, it would be the longest week of their life, but for those who were returning players or standout recruits, it was a good chance to celebrate all the hard work they’d put in over the summer, just before official team practices began. “Should have known I wouldn’t be able to just blow past someone like you.” There was no rule against the offense and defense giving each other a little extra guff in the locker rooms, but Juno did his best to be a proud and proper winner. He wasn’t boastful; he knew that the entire scrimmage could have ended on a completely different note for him, if he wasn’t quite so experienced at putting himself in a place to make a play. “Don’t get yourself down about it too much,” he replied. “That was one hell of a game you played out there, new guy.” “It’s Kory, actually.” There was also no rule against admiring the bodies of your teammates in the showers of the locker room, at least…not such a direct rule as that. Over the years, a few players had come out, and Juno was refreshed to know that the coaching staff didn’t have a problem at all with that, as long as player relationships off the field didn’t interfere with performance on the field. “Nice to meet you properly, Kory. Sorry I didn’t think to ask your name when I was taking your ass to the ground.” It was a test, but Juno was glad to see that his grin was met with an even wider smile. “No worries. You were focused on getting the job done, and you did,” Kory replied. “Though you had me a little confused when you were telling me to ‘go down.’ Didn’t really feel like the right time or place to do that, you know?” Glad to find that the new recruit had a sense of humor about him, Juno joined him in a quick laugh, covering up how flustered he was at the idea of letting the hybrid go to work on his cock. “Kinda tough to pull that off when you’re carrying a football and trying to take stock of all the other defenders, but if it was just you and I, one-on-one? I bet you could have gotten the job done.” Stealing a quick glance below the belt, Juno noticed that it was closer to two-on-one: impressive as just one of them would have been, Kory was sporting a pair of full, massive cocks, their darkened flesh hanging full and soft in front of his swollen orbs. “Hearing that from you? That means a lot,” Kory admitted. “Everyone was talking about how they already see you like a leader on this team.” Juno was more flustered by that compliment, but Kory brought the orca back to earth when he finished the thought: “For what it’s worth, I definitely could have gotten the job done, and having a crowd around isn’t enough to stop me…but if I’m gonna blow something, it’s not gonna be my only chance to make the team.” It was such an obvious setup that Juno couldn’t let it pass him by, but he at least gave a cautious look over his own shoulder before making his remark; he didn’t want to make it seem like he was playing favorites with the new recruits. “There’s plenty of other things for you to blow, if that’s what you’re into,” Juno finally replied. “And I’d recommend that you start by blowing off some steam: you look like you’re a little pent up.” The soothing water wasn’t enough to relax Kory’s flesh entirely. He wasn’t stiff by any measure, but his cocks were engorged enough that anyone walking through the shower would have given pause—be it for admiration or envy—when they saw what the hybrid was packing. “People tell me that all the time, but I guess I have a hard time letting things go,” Kory confessed. “Especially when it comes to something like this. Making the team sure would mean a lot to me.” “The way you played out there today, I can just about guarantee you that you’re gonna make the team, but you won’t last very long if you don’t learn how to relax between games,” Juno cautioned. “I don’t want to let a star player like you burn out like that; you should probably come back to my place.” Kory lifted a brow, but his grin never faded. “Why’s that?” “Because I don’t think you can learn to relax without my help…and I at least want to say that I tried.” The tension between the pair was already thicker than the plumes of steam that lazily drifted up from the shower floor, and only growing thicker by the moment as the star linebacker and the new quarterback came a little bit closer. There were no walls in the shower, no stalls to grant privacy…and in the natural course of their conversation, both men were drifting away from their respective streams of water, leaning closer toward the cool, unforgiving gap between. “If you really think you’re up to the task of taking me down twice in one day, I’m not gonna turn down an offer like that,” Kory agreed. “But I’m not gonna make things any easier on you the second time around.” Juno’s grin couldn’t have been wider. “You say that now, but…I think you’ll come around before the day is through, Kory.” ** Neither player was in the mood to wear anything fancy, after practice. Their musclebound bodies were much more comfortable in the matching track suits that were handed out to all players who at least came to tryouts and gave their best to the program: it was a small reward, but one that Kory was already enjoying to the fullest. Loose fitting slacks were breezy enough to let a little air in, keeping his body cool after the warmth of a shower that would have been a little too steamy, no matter how it ended. “This is your place? I didn’t realize you’d been on campus that long already,” Kory mentioned. “Usually they ask the underclassmen to try and stay in the dorms, or at least closer to the campus center.” “I find the little bit of a gap helps to keep me focused. I had a great time hopping from place to place my first couple years, but out here, I can really focus on my craft…and I’ve got a lot more space to spread out,” Juno explained. “Which…I sorely need.” Just getting through the door was tough, at their respective sizes, but Juno happily welcomed his new teammate inside and past the front entryway. A college apartment through and through, it was still larger and nicer than any of the dorms that Kory had ever seen, but it wasn’t so nice that he’d feel bad about the mess that they were sure to make before the evening over; Kory was absolutely sure that theirs wasn’t meant to be a casual visit. “Definitely more room than a dorm,” Kory noted. “Honestly, I can’t believe one college kid needs this much room to stretch out!” “I probably don’t, but sometimes, my Aunt comes out this way and stays with me while she’s finishing up her degree, so it’s really convenient to have the extra space.” “And is she around right now?” Juno snickered. “If she was, do you think I would have brought you back here in the first place?” “…Maybe?” “I dunno if I’m ready to share you just yet, Kory.” “And I dunno if I’m ready to be claimed as someone to be shared just yet,” Kory answered. “But I’m definitely interested in finding out what you consider to be the best method for relaxing.” “It’s not really a well-guarded secret. Pretty sure everyone’s tried it at least once or twice.” Kory was absolutely certain about Juno’s intentions, with that. “But it’s the kind of thing that’s a little more fun with a friend?” “A lot more fun, as far as I’m concerned,” Juno replied. “Doing it to yourself isn’t as relaxing as letting someone else do all the work for you.” “Feels a lot better, I’d have to agree…but since you mentioned it, you wanna know one of my well-guarded secrets?” Juno’s grin shifted as he picked up a hint of arrogance from the hybrid. “If you wanna do a little show and tell, I’m all ears.” “It’s the kind of thing I really have to keep under wraps around the football field,” Kory began, but he wasn’t gesturing at the twin pair of cocks that had captured Juno’s attention earlier. “My dad says it would be an unfair advantage if I used it there, but…I think you might appreciate it in a private place, like this.” Layered with muscle and proud of the body that he’d built for himself, Juno wasn’t the kind to be so easily pushed around, but he could feel his body being moved, as if Kory was running into him with all the same force that he’d shared on the football field. Toes that were so certain of their grip on the floor before were scrunched, as if they’d be able to grab onto the tired, old fibers of the carpet for a final moment of purchase. His arms lifted, and as they pushed back against the ceiling, he found his elbows starting to buckle; only the desire not to punch two holes in the drywall kept him from fighting back further. “Care, uh…c-care to explain why the hell I’m floating right now?” he asked, seeing such a knowing grin on Kory’s face that there could be no other source to blame. “I’ve heard that’s a relaxing sensation, but I gotta say, I’m not enjoying this so far!” “Now you can see why my dad says not to use this on the football field,” Kory murmured. “I’m not the type to play with an unfair advantage anyway, but this would completely take any sport out of the game.” A subtle glow surrounded Juno’s body, just visible enough that the orca could see the outline of something more than his usual presence. As it faded, Juno came back to the floor with an easy drift, and his feet were never so happy to settle against the tired, abrasive carpet that he’d become accustomed to. “You’re not kidding. I thought I had the better of you, but if you’d done that, you would have beaten me by a country mile,” Juno admitted. “Quite the ability to have in your back pocket!” “Most people with telekinesis don’t like to talk about it; showing off is sure to get you all kinds of the wrong attention, but when it comes to getting yours…I’m glad it’s been an effective tool.” “Attention and admiration,” Juno added. “I don’t suppose you’ve ever used those powers of yours to help out with what we were talking about, earlier?” “What; relaxation?” “If that’s what we’re still calling it- “Am I wrong to assume that you mean sex?” Juno shook his head. “Not even a little bit. I just wanted to see if you’d be bold enough to say it, first.” “Took you long enough to milk it out of me.” “You didn’t seem like the type to want to rush through,” Juno countered. “Watching you on the field, you were surgical in the way you worked out our defensive packages: you took your time when you could.” “Can I, now?” The loose, comfortable training pants didn’t leave much to the imagination to begin with, but neither man could hide their interests. The mystery was gone the moment that Kory stepped through the door, and it took everything in Juno’s power not to gaze straight down and admire the twin cocks of the hybrid with a shameless appreciation. Of course, there was plenty more about Kory to appreciate: his own locks were tied back in a long, stark white ponytail, so similar to Juno’s own that the orca was tempted to ask him for tips about how to keep his hair looking so stylish. The length of that ponytail spilled down over mountainous shoulders and along a back that was chiseled out of stone, and all of that was without a flex to expand the already impressive musculature of the draconic orca. He was such an incredible specimen that Juno felt genuinely proud to be the first member of the football team to have a chance to bed him. It’d be tough to keep the details of their romp a secret, but already, Juno could feel a slight attachment building, and the telekinesis was simply fascinating. “You can take as much time as you want,” Juno confirmed. “But by the look of it, we’ve been going too slow since the beginning.” “Nothing wrong with a slow burn from time to time, but since you’re so keen on the football puns, I’m in the mood for a Hail Mary.” “Take the safer play, Kory. You’ve got a much better chance than a 50/50 toss up, you know.” Opening his palm to the ceiling and revealing a hint of the same faint, soothing aura that had captured Juno’s impressive flesh with such ease, Kory started with something a little easier than turning his new teammate into a balloon. He focused that energy on the tight, stretched elastic of Juno’s pants and forced them to stretch just a little bit longer, pulling the waistband further and further away, until he was finally sure that the garment would drop to the ground, instead of catching on the tip of Juno’s cock as it fell. “Sure looks like it. Feels like I really could just walk on into the end zone, this time,” Kory teased. “When you put it like that, you make me want to make you work for it,” Juno kept up, teasing right back and crossing his arms across his chest, making his shirt a more difficult target. “Not that I can do much about that unfair advantage of yours, but truth be told, I’d love to force you to use it.” “You already proved that you can keep up with me blow for blow on the field. Now that we’re off the field, I’m perfectly fine using whatever advantage I’ve got, whether you like it or not.” As talented as he was with his arm and his eyes on the field, Kory was so talented with his telekinetic abilities that he could have made a career out of them, long before he ever considered trying to go to school on a full-ride scholarship. He wanted to have greater depth than a single ability, but when someone like Juno came along—someone who genuinely appreciated his unique skills and didn’t take them for granted—he was more than happy to show that person what he was really capable of. “I suppose I could try to pretend not to like it, but…what’s not to like about this?” Juno asked, watching his arms come apart, despite his best, grunting efforts to keep them crossed upon the fabric of his shirt. “The only thing I’d ask for is a little more physical contact, but I’ve got a feeling you’re b-building to that, aren’t you?” The stammer in his voice was a sign that he didn’t take those powers lightly: Juno was giving as much of a struggle then as he’d given at any point in the scrimmage, but when his arms floated above his head, toward an ethereal link in the ceiling, he was utterly helpless to pry them apart or shake them away from the elegant shape. “It would be a bit of a waste for me to go to all this trouble and just leave you hanging there,” Kory agreed. “Not that I’d have any trouble with stripping you down, tying you up and just enjoying the sight of you for a little while.” That Juno could still seem to be in control of a situation, even when his clothes had been magically whisked away, was a testament to what a strong personality and sense of self he had. On the field, that was much evident, but people on the field weren’t always the same person in their personal lives; it was that much more of a turn on for Kory to feel like there was still one more obstacle to overcome, in order to get Juno to play along. “You and I both know you’re too focused for that,” Juno said, giving credence to his usually dominant nature. “You see an opening, and you take it…and right now, you’re not making any secrets about the opening you’re after.” His cock was already growing stiff, even before Kory had a chance to grasp the impressive flesh in his palm. The hybrid really would have been happy to stand back and watch Juno come to a full erection without a proper touch, but there wasn’t just desire: there was greed driving him to push down the loose, comfortable slack of his own pants…the same greed that brought him closer and closer to the floating orca, until the tip of one of his cocks was already pushing against the base of Juno’s rump. The other was more competitive, it seemed, as it lined up against Juno, the undersides of their members settled against each other with a brilliant contrast of black and white flesh. “I didn’t hit the hole fast enough on the field,” Kory joked. “If I had, I probably would have gotten the better of you then, too.” “Not that I’ve got a problem with hitting the hole hard and fast- “You’re such a dork.” “Right back at you, but gimme a little bit of a warmup before you go trying to tear me in half with that thing, hm?” As much as they were lumping puns on each other back and forth, the importance of playing it safe wasn’t lost on Kory. There was another pun to be made: something about stretching properly so they didn’t tear something, but eager anticipation was already pushing the warm, drooling flare of his cock into the waiting orifice of the hanging orca, and only a hint of effort came through on Juno’s face as he did his best to relax. “Don’t you worry about that…the last thing I’d want is to take out our star player like that,” Kory assured him. “No way in hell I’d ever be able to explain that to the coach.” “Gimme a few practice strokes and I’ll be able to handle anything you throw at me,” Juno boasted. “And if you’re really great with that telekinesis, I think you’ll find something very helpful just inside the bathroom door.” “Something to make sure we don’t tear something, after all?” “I find it makes stretching a bit more of a pleasant experience, yes.” Kory didn’t have to be able to see exactly what he was going for to manipulate his influence through the door. He knew about the shape and size of what he was settling on as he summoned the bottle of lube to himself, and with Juno trapped in a telekinetic bind, Kory was free to catch the bottle, squirt a little bit into both of his palms, and wrap them around his cocks, stroking the twin appendages with a touch that was almost mechanical. He didn’t want to bring himself any closer to his climax when he and Juno were really starting to hit it off: he wanted to save that pleasure for the thrusts that would follow. “Figures that you’d have a couple secrets stashed away, as long as you’ve been on the team,” Kory mentioned. “Thanks for sharing with the new guy…I’ll try not to let your secret slip.” “Just make sure you don’t let me slip,” Juno fired back. “If those binds give out, I’m gonna be walking funny for the rest of the week; forget about practice.” “I’ve got you right where I want you, Juno. You’re not going anywhere.” The head of his freshly worked manhood was pressing upon Juno’s pucker with a greater presence, but he still gave the orca plenty of time to adjust to the weight of that unique flare. A few gentle, curious jabs revealed that Juno was more than ready, as a subtle bit of give eventually turned into just the right lack of resistance, granting Kory the delicious penetration he’d been after. No matter how many times Juno practiced the act, there was nothing that quite prepared him for the penetrating weight of such an impressive cock. It was oddly similar to the penetration he’d dealt with during his holidays at home with York and Jumu, but feeling the weight and presence of another cock against the underside of his own was perhaps the greater thrill. His own length was throbbing, but Kory made sure that the wide, powerful grip of his palm remained at the back of Juno’s dick, keeping their twin rods against each other, even when they continued to throb with uneven rhythm. “I suppose I can hang a-around for a while,” Juno answered, teasing his new friend about the unique ability without being too crass. “Especially when I’m in such capable hands…s-sitting on such a comfortable seat.” “It’s been called a lot of things, but you’re the first one to ever call it comfortable,” Kory replied. “Guess I should be glad that I finally found someone who can handle the whole thing like that.” There were still plenty of inches to be buried within Juno, but the orca was confident, even before he felt his body floating lower and closer to Kory’s standing hips. It was such a subtle adjustment, but it was profound in the way that it allowed Kory to completely stuff his cock into Juno’s welcoming asshole, without the need for a sudden, lunging thrust. From there, they’d be able to move into each other with a little less effort, while reaping all the pleasurable benefits of such a unique position. “Not gonna pretend that t-this was easy for me to do, but I’ve had plenty of practice,” Juno confessed, but there was no shame in his voice, nor enough in his expression to peer past the bliss that he decided to wear. “And practice makes perfect, doesn’t it?” “I sure hope that’s as true in here as it is on the field.” “Why don’t you stop talking and get back to practicing? I think you’ll be satisfied with your answer.” Thrusting hard and burying one of the twin cocks inside of Juno with a quick, pleasured gasp, Kory found his new teammate to be quite the welcoming leader, indeed. Kory would have been just as glad to be bent over the kitchen table or pinned to his knees on the living room floor, but to take their first romp to such a unique height wasn’t going too far, too fast, as far as the unique pair was concerned. It was setting a high bar; a standard that Kory was sure they’d try to one-up, every single chance they had. “Enjoying that a-answer so far, yup,” Kory confirmed. “Can’t believe you’re taking the whole thing s-so fucking easily…y-you…you really are amazing, Juno!” Chuckling his way through his efforts, Juno did his best to shake his head. “Who said anything about this being…easy?” Seizing up around the middle of Kory’s shaft and hugging his cock tight with skillful, inner workings, the orca did his best to try and contribute more to the situation than his own body, but he was selling himself short, in that moment. Kory was already having to bite back on his own pleasure to draw out their first time a little longer, but he was doing everything he could to impress the star player of the team—there were plenty of minutes left in his tank—but such pleasure swelled within him as Juno milked away at his flesh that he could feel his endurance being drained from his body. The telekinetic control wasn’t going to fade away anytime soon, but Kory was working as much double time as his twin tools, panting at the peak of every thrust. “You got t-that right, big guy…t-taking you like this is…w-way harder than trying to score a touchdown on you.” “Don’t tell me you’re gassing out already,” Juno teased. “I’m gonna need more dedication than that from you, Kory!” It was all a part of their back and forth, but Kory couldn’t help worrying that Juno was being entirely serious with his criticisms. Seizing up his inner muscles and trying his best to focus on anything else, Kory pumped into the linebacker with such force that it rattled the impressive orca, allowing him to bounce on the firm, powerful presence of his hips as though he were hanging from a sex swing. That momentum, much to Juno’s surprise, did carry through…allowing him to feel as though he was bucking his ass back onto Kory’s length, even when he was completely immobilized. “Trust me, Juno, I’m…I’m g-giving this everything I’ve got!” The orca smirked. “Oh, I can tell…but if you wanna make my team, you’re gonna have to…nnnfuck…t-to give 110%!” Angling his points of telekinetic control, Kory did his best to abide his teammate without making such an obvious face about it, but there was only so much to be done about the pleasure he felt when his length plunged as far as it could reach into Juno’s depths. To feel such a tight squeeze at the very base of his cock, milking so firmly that it simply couldn’t be denied, Kory found Juno getting the better of him once again…but this time, he wasn’t upset about the fact that the orca was going to win the day. There was no pressure, despite the earlier joke, about Kory having to make it onto a team. “Fuck…Juno, I’m g-gonna cum…” There was only the bliss of the act, culminating in such a plentiful gush of seed that the first burst of seed was split in half, pouring up and into the orca on one end and squirting back out onto the floor below. “Snuck across the g-goal line…after all…” Juno wanted to make a greater tease about it, but words came hard when the delight of his own orgasm was creeping through his body. The carpet would take the brunt of it all, as another gush of seed pumped up and into his stretched asshole, only for gravity to steal the majority and pull it back to the floor. Voluminous enough to make a genuine puddle in the stain-addled carpet, Kory and Juno were simply making the latest of many messes that had been shared with the old, college apartment. Theirs was perhaps the greatest mess that had ever been shared, but Kory took more of Juno’s cum than the other way around: as the pair of touching shafts trembled together, excess seed sprayed into the air, but the angle of the thrusts forced both cocks to spurt back at Kory… …And much to Juno’s delight, the hybrid kept on thrusting, completely undeterred by the juices that coated his chest and poured down the valley of his tensed abdomen. “Wouldn’t really c-call it sneaking,” Kory pointed out. “Just been f-fucking you silly this entire time, haven’t I?” “Not bad for a first romp, anyway,” Juno countered, wanting to give his new partner something more to aspire to, even when he was gritting his teeth to keep from moaning too much louder; he didn’t need the neighbors complaining about the noise, again. “And you’re s-still so fucking hard, dude. I don’t think you’ve been soft since we left practice…” “I do like to try to rise to the occasion.” Still floating in a telekinetic web, Juno’s eyes rolled before he had a full appreciation of just how corny that joke was. “Duly noted.” With warm, slick excess pouring down their twin figures and spilling over the flares of their cocks, even in the aftermath of the act, the boys were going to need to grab another shower…but they’d finally exhausted themselves in the cause of pleasure. There was a chance, at least, that they’d make it through washing off without having to clean up a third time. ** Prying himself out of bed when he was sleeping alone was already a tall task for Juno, but when the added presence of another warm, comforting body was curled up against his own, it was nigh impossible to slip out from under the covers. Still spooning Kory in the middle of the morning, Juno was stirred by the buzzing of his phone, and if it had been anyone other than one of his dads on the phone, he wouldn’t have bothered with it in the first place. “The hell…? Why is York calling me at this hour?” Trying his best to sneak out of his bed without shaking the comforter, Juno grabbed his phone and snuck off to the bathroom, still warm from the steamy shower that washed away the messes of their first romp. “Hello…? Dad?” Turning on the video feature, Juno was treated to the sight of not just his father, but the dragon that he’d been on a blind date with the prior evening. They were cuddled up together the way that Juno would have liked to be; that lingering jealousy was present in his thinned lips, immediately envious of the comforts they shared. “Good morning, kiddo. Sorry to bother you at such an early hour, but I just made a little discovery that you might find interesting.” The bulky orca was happily curled into the side of an unfamiliar dragon, but with a single glance, Juno noticed a similarity in the dusty, golden tone of his scales and the warm tone that covered Kory’s underbelly. “Interesting enough that you had to call me about it at two in the morning?” “To be honest, I kinda figured you would still be up, knowing you,” York teased. “When was the last time a college student went to sleep before three?” “When they have classes and practice the next day, they do it all the time.” “Noted, but…since I’m sure I’ve made you curious, there’s probably something you should know about: I had a wonderful time with my blind date, Draco,” York explained, pausing only long enough to turn and leave a kiss on the tired dragon’s cheek. “And I won’t get into all the complicated details, but even though we just met, it…turns out that he and I have a son together.” At such an early hour of the morning, Juno could only rub the gap between his eyes to try and prevent the onset of a confused headache. “…Sure. That tracks, totally.” “It does,” York reiterated. “But like I said, you look tired; I won’t bore you with all the extra stuff. Suffice to say, the gods work in mysterious ways, and timelines aren’t always as linear as they seem to be.” “Gotcha. Well, I’m happy for the two of you,” Juno replied, doing his best to sound genuinely happy about the new development. “Thank you! And…as something else you should know, about that whole timeline thing…I just learned tonight that you have a brother named Kory, and he happens to be a football player—a quarterback, in fact—just like your old man was!” “Funny coincidence, that. I actually just spent the night with a new recruit from the university…happens to be a quarterback that goes by Kory.” “…You don’t say.” For a moment, Juno was too tired to come to terms with the reality of what he’d just heard. The connection he’d just shared with the young quarterback was no coincidence, no matter how impossible it might have seemed. Trying to contemplate everything at once, Juno could only chuckle…and on the other side of the call, York started laughing, with Draco putting the pieces together behind his own giggling response. “Should have known the two of you would end up crossing paths like this,” Draco chimed in. “I just didn’t think it would be so immediate!” “Crazier things have happened, I’m sure,” Juno suggested. “But he’s probably getting cold in the bed alone; I’d better go tend to him. You two have a nice night, okay?” Juno was a product of his generation, ending the phone call without a “goodbye” or waiting for the other side of the call to reply. York, knowing what was waiting for his son in the bedroom, didn’t judge him for having such a haste about him. “He felt a little too familiar for us to be meeting for the first time, but…I guess that explains that,” Juno muttered, his voice low enough to let Kory sleep for another minute. “His attitude was so much like dad’s that I was starting to wonder before we even hit the ground…” Their similar appearances, the incredible weight and density of their musculature, their impressive height and stature: those coincidences could have been explained away. To have that next step of confirmation, literally from the source, added something more to the connection that he and Kory already shared. That he’d just fucked his own brother after football practice would have been a more impactful thing to someone else, but to Juno, who often found himself pinned between the cocks of his fathers, or under the hips of his own aunt, the idea of being pounded by his brother was only offensive for one reason. “I’m the older brother…and that means I should be the one putting Kory in his place.” Having tackled him on the football field, Juno already established himself as the star player on their team, but there was a new chance for him to extend that dominance into the bedroom, and new motivation to get the job done. Juno couldn’t help his grin as he pulled the covers away from the edge of the bed and tossed them toward the wall. He leaned in close, rippling digits taking a tight grip at Kory’s ankles, and a quick, powerful tug forced the legs of the hybrid up and over his shoulders. Twin, flaccid cocks hung back toward Kory’s own face as Juno hiked his body up, giving his own member easy access to the underside of his little brother’s tail. Hanging low and heavy, that slack was an enticing target, but there was another one: warmer, tighter, and waiting for Juno to tease at the very base. “I wonder how many times I can poke that little asshole of yours before you wake up and realize what’s happening,” Juno teased. “Or are you awake already and just enjoying the treatment?” Rubbing the flare of his cock far enough that it pressed into the underside of the massive, hanging orbs of the hybrid, Juno let out a quiet gasp of delight, relishing that unique sensation for as long as he’d be able to casually enjoy it; if Kory truly was his brother, the hybrid would have the same sort of overwhelming sexual appetite and impatience that was a family trademark. “Nope…s-still out cold. Wonder what it’s gonna take to rouse you out of sleep when we have to wake up for practice, then.” Juno was snickering at that thought, but he couldn’t take the gesture too far before he needed to groan with renewed delight; just grinding the flare of his tip against Kory’s wide, loose asshole was more pleasure than he could take without speaking his younger brother’s praises. “Come on, Kory. Wake up already…it’s big brother’s turn to show you a good time!” Jabbing deep enough that the flare eased past Kory’s initial resistance, Juno finally stole his sibling from sleep and saw the tired frustration in his gaze as tired eyes blinked open. “W…what the fuck…w-what’s all this ‘big brother’ nonsense?” Kory asked, still smacking his lips and rubbing the sleep from his eyes as the first inches of Juno’s member eased into his tailhole. “And is this how they say good morning where you’re from?” “You should know exactly how we say it where we’re from,” Juno corrected. “And knowing that, I know you don’t really mind being woken up this way.” “…I mean, you’ve got me there,” Kory confessed, speaking a truth that his growing erections had already display for him. “But I still don’t know what you’re on about, honestly.” “You’ll catch on soon enough, I’m sure. Just let your older brother show you the way.” At first, Kory wasn’t sure if Juno was just trying to live out a fantasy, or if there was something more to his words and his antics than something playful and taboo. Whatever the case was, he wasn’t going to complain about a little more affection from Juno, as the orca leaned further over the edge of the bed, pressing his length further in and pinning Kory’s own members back to his own stomach as he moved. He was delighted to feel another first: a kiss, of all things, as their lips met in the middle of their sandwiched posture. Kory would have made a comment about how brother’s shouldn’t kiss in such a manner, if what Juno was saying happened to be true…but with lips moving slowly against his own and tickling them with new, greater pressure by the moment, he decided to let his thoughts wander for a moment, teasing himself with that genuine possibility. They were extremely similar in height and build, and their ponytails were of such a similar length, color and style that the coincidences were stacking up against him, weighing on his mind with every bit as much pressure as the orca above him. And I’m half orca…is…is it possible he’s telling the truth? He wondered, and accepting the possibility for even an instant, his body twitched, and his cocks throbbed against his own torso, enjoying the idea more than he could properly describe. Feels like you’re starting to come around to the idea, Juno thought. And it hasn’t scared you off yet…does that mean you want your big brother to bully you proper? As long as he kept Kory distracted, he’d be able to prevent the hybrid from using his telekinetic abilities to level the playing field. In as much, Juno would be able to dominate his younger brother from start to finish, whether their lips parted or not. A stronger thrust came from below as Juno buried the entirety of his full, stark white cock within his sibling’s asshole, stretching the capable flesh of the hybrid a little wider than Kory would have expected. Having only seen and stroked it from the outside, Kory was doing his best not to let out a single sound, but the kiss was finally broken by a startled yelp as the very head of that flare tickled the base of his prostate. “Mn…nnnn…Mmm! F-fuck, dude! Where the hell w-were you keeping those extra inches?” Kory tried his best to ask a simple question, but feeling another thrust and a deep, steady rhythm forming, words were that much harder to come by. His lips settled for the option of tasting that little hint of spittle that was left behind by Juno’s advances, finding the flavor quite to his liking. “Eyes a little bit bigger than your stomach?” Juno asked, humping away at his brother’s haunches with a lazy smile on his face. “Trust me, I get that a lot.” “Hopefully…” “Hm?” “Hopefully you’ll get that a lot less with me around,” Kory suggested. “You wouldn’t go shoving that wonderful cock in whatever hole you could find when you can always just fold your little brother like a f-fucking lawn chair and stuff him to the brim, right?” As much as Juno was dominating the pace and the action, he could already tell that Kory would be a handful: be it with his words or with his inner muscles, he was determined to try and keep some foothold, even if his older sibling had a tighter grip on the reins. “If you keep on talking like that, you’ll be my favorite little pincushion in no time,” Juno assured him. “But I don’t think you’ll find that I’m so easily tied down, Kory.” “As much as you enjoyed being tied up last night, I kinda question that, you know…” “And as close as you already are to cumming all over yourself, I think you enjoy being on bottom a lot more than you enjoy being on top, little brother.” Knowing what his length was brushing up against, Juno could push his sibling over the line whenever he wanted, but he wasn’t trying to bring their first romp as knowing brothers to such a rapid close. It was happenstance that his flare rubbed so gently against that unique bump of flesh, taking Kory over the edge a moment before he thought he’d be ready…and the sudden gush of his seed was a treat that Juno was too greedy to overlook. “You don’t…know…t-that…” Kory tried to argue, but as he squirted long, thin strands of cum all over his own tummy, the backbone faded from his voice, giving way to a longer, lower whimper. Capturing some of that mess on his tongue and gathering it to himself, Juno had no intention of stopping right then. He leaned in close, keeping that soaking mess on his tongue and guiding it toward his brother’s lips. When such a messy kiss was sealed once more, sharing the juices that they’d helped to create, Juno could feel his own body growing tense with the weight of an impending climax, but even then, he wasn’t stopping. It was a warmer, slower round the second time, and one that Juno was determined to drag into the wee hours of the morning, damning the consequences; he couldn’t begin to worry about being late for practice the next day, when he was so busy enjoying the internal clench of his own brother’s tight, gripping asshole. He was thrusting lazily and staying in close, kissing Kory deeper by the breath, counting the moments until he’d paint his brother’s insides with a warm, incestuous load of cum. It would be the first of many that Juno would share with Kory; football practice was about to become a very interesting experience.