"There's some cash on the counter, you can get pizza or something" Brian said on his way to the door. "Uh-huh yep." The wolf boy said, not taking his eyes off the screen, engrossed in his new game.  "And look after your little brother."  "Okay, Dad." James said, rolling his eyes at the remark he's heard a dozen times before. The door closed behind the older wolf, and he was off to a business trip, or whatever he gets up to seemingly every weekend. James didn't mind the time at home, he enjoyed being alone. At least as alone as he could get with his brother around. His brother being around was a bit of a pain, after all, he was 16. He had needs to keep up with. Although he'd never discuss that with his 12 year old brother, Jack. As he heard the hum of his dad's car grow distant, Jack made his first appearance of the weekend.

Jack walked into the living room wearing a pair of pajama bottoms with a yawn while rubbing his eyes. "Is Dad already gone?" The little wolf asked shaking the sleep from his mind. "Just missed him, dude." James said looking the bedraggled cub up and down. His eyes slowing as he went over his soft chest fur and slightly sagging bottoms.  "Aww man, why didn't you guys wake me up?" "Guess we both like it when your not yammering all the time, dweeb." The older wolf said with a sarcastic grin. "Hey, at least my talking gets me freinds, unlike you. Jerk." The little cub said, a bit grumpy after just waking up. "Whoa man, calm down with the deep cuts. How about I make some breakfast, we got waffles at the store yesterday." James said, hoping to not burn bridges this early into the weekend. "Mmm, waffles..." "Alrighty, waffles it is." Climbing out of his chair, James made his way to the kitchen.

"Order up!" The wolf shouted down the hallway. "Coming!" The cub said pattering quickly out of the living room. As soon as he entered the kitchen he was already on his way back to watching whatever was on TV that caught his interest so greatly. James made his way back out to the living room. His eyes glanced over to the TV in between bites of his breakfast and scrolling through social media when the subject matter captured his attention. "What the heck are you watching, dude?" "Uhh, 'Scary Knives 3: The Knifening'" the younger boy said, pulling up the guide. "You sure you wanna watch that dude? Isn't it, like, spooky or something?" "What? I'm twelve. I can watch scary stuff like this." "If you say so." James said incredulously. "Just don't pee the bed if you have nightmares." James turned his attention back to his social media feeds. Eventually, the brothers finish breakfast and they decide to figure out what to do with the rest of their day.

"We could go to the mall." James proposed. "No, we should go somewhere actually fun."  The little cub said. "Okay, what about the park?" "It's too hot for the park!" Jack said, already getting restless with the indecision. "How about the pool?" The cubs eyes lit up at the idea, they hadn't been to the pool in at least a month. "Yeah! The pool!" The boy said, sprinting to gather his swimming gear. "Pool it is, then." The older boy said under his breath. Thinking about seeing his brother, almost naked. In public, even. He doesn't know why he's been seeing his brother in this new light recently. He hasn't been thinking of the cute girls at school (or even the cute boys) when he's pent up. He's been thinking about his 12 year old younger brother. Snapping out of the daze he was in he heads to his room to get his trunks and goggles.

"Nice day out for a swim." The eldest brother said, thinking out loud. "Yeah, this was a great idea." Jack exclaimed with excitement. Walking along, James kept feeling that itch in the back of his mind, the thought of his little brothers body kept making it's way back to him. Once the two made it to the pool area they headed straight for the changing rooms, James decided it would be best to use two separate rooms, after all, he would be not but a few meters from the cubs... Naked... Soft... "Something wrong?" The younger boy said, saving his brother from a lust fueled daydream. "Nope! Not at all!" He responded curtly as he rushed to his door. Once inside he quickly undressed and redressed himself.

After a few minutes both boys were out in the warm sun. "Race you to the pool!" Jack said, bursting into a sprint. "Huh?" Before he knew it Jack was already in the pool. Taking a more relaxed walk to the poolside, James decided to just walk down the steps to get accustomed to the cool water. That was his plan at least. It was going good until a certain wolf cub splashed his entire body, positively soaking him. "Hey! Come on man!" He said, not upset but slightly surprised. "What? Upset you lost the race, or that I got to soak you?" That was the last straw. The older brother swam his way over to his brother and dunked him. Jack resurfaced with a gasp, and latched on to his older brother, trying to wrestle him into the water.

After a few hours of wrestling and other games the two exhausted boys decide it was time to leave. Toweling off the excess water and putting their clothes on, they made sure to stop by the vending machines to get snacks and drinks before they went home. "I'm going to take a shower. You should do the same, dude. The pool water will mess up your fur." The older brother warned, walking down the hallway and into the bathroom. Getting a clean towel out and undressing, he turns around and is surprised that his brother had done the same. "Ahh, uhh? What are you doing?" He said, jumping at the little ball of fur standing a few feet away from him. "Taking a shower. What? Don't wanna take one at the same time?" The cub said, oblivious. "Umm, okay... Sure..." James said wearily. Turning on the shower and waiting for it to warm up the older boy tries not to think about the conduit of his lust sitting naked... An arms distance away... He could just reach out and... "I think it's hot enough." Snapping out of it, once again, the boy follows the cub into the shower. Looking down he notices his penis peeking out of his sheath, bright red against his tan and white fur. "Hey!" The boy calmly pleaded with his little brother, "Why don't I wash your back while you shampoo your front and head?" "Okay, sounds good!" Jack said with a smile, having not seen his brothers state. James began rubbing Jacks back with some of cubs strawberry shampoo, the 'problem' only grew, figuratively and literally. Without thinking his hand moved to his cock, fully erected and ready to be pleased. Rubbing the cubs fur and his cock was almost enough to put James over the edge in what couldn't be more than 30 seconds. "Why are you only using one hand?" Jack asked, still not questioning his brothers trust. Thinking on the spot, "Just need more soap, darn thing won't give me any more." The wolf said with a huff of effort, or lust. Then it happened. With a quake of his tail and a grunt, he started unloading onto the cubs back. Huffing, the young wolf realized what he was doing. With a gasp he did the only thing he could think of. He started rubbing with both hands again. Rubbing the slightly musky fluid into the poor cubs coat. By the time the cub was done rinsing his front and head, his big brother's 'problem' was concealed. Rinsing his back of the lewd concoction, the older brother grabbed his own shampoo, getting to work on himself. This time in a much more... Orderly way. The rest of the shower was uneventful, clinical even. Stepping out and drying off, the boys set thier sights on the new game they had gotten recently.

"Aww what!? How did you do that!?" Jack shouted as he was impaled in the newest game the boys had gotten, Nodhigg. "Guess I'm just better." The older brother said, with a smirk. "I'm hungry, how about some pizza? Father Jesus' has got a deal for a pie and pasta." "Yeah! Pizza!" The cub said, rightfully excited for some pizza. Within an hour the two of them heard a knock on the door. Paying the nice otter lady for their food, the oldest made his way to the kitchen for plating. Settling down to watch a movie, the boys are their food in relative silence. After the food was gone they both decided to retire to their rooms. James had different plans than playing on his laptop or phone. Instead, he needed to tend to the itch that's been in the back of his mind every since he ordered the pizza, having grown nearly unbearable in the past few minutes.

Dimming the lights and climbing under his covers, tissues in hand, he gets to work rubbing his aching member. Not but 2 minutes later he hears a gentle knock at his door. "Yeah?" He says with a sigh. Opening the door his brother walks in, wearing just a pair of pajama pants, but unlike this morning, James is full of carnal lust, looking over every inch of his upper body "I... I can't sleep...I'm sorry." The poor boy says, looking down at the floor. "Why? What's wrong?" The slightly frustrated wolf says. "What if... What if The Knife Man gets me?" "I told you you shouldn't have watched that movie." Stealthily pulling his sweatpants back up, James climbs out of bed and asks what he can do. "What about some sleeping pills? I bet those'll help." Walking to the bathroom the older wolf pulls out an assortment of over-the-counter pills. Narrowing it down to two bottles, he has a choice to make. The heavy stuff or the light stuff. That's when an idea snakes it's way into his mind, he could use the strong stuff and have some fun with his little brother. Lust having completely taking away his moral compass he takes out the recommended amount of pills from the bottle of stronger sleep aids. Handing them and a glass of water to his little brother, he asks "Anything else bud?" "No... I guess not... Unless..." "What?" Hoping the wolf cub will say what he's think of. "Could you... Sleep with me tonight?" Trying to keep in his excitement, he accepts his little brothers invitation. 

Cuddling up to the little cub, making sure not to get his stiff, knoted cock too close to him, the wolf waits patiently for his time to act. Five minutes. Ten minutes. Twenty. An hour. Hearing the slight, high pitched snoring coming from his poor little brother, he knows it's time. Giving him a loose shake and talking into his ear confirms that he's out like a light. Climbing out bed he pulls down his pants and exposes his member to the air once more. Giving it a loose couple of tugs pre spurts out from the tip and lands on the floor. He makes his way to the side of the bed and pulls down the covers, exposing the boys lithe body. He sticks both hands out and begins rubbing the cubs chest and shoulders, feeling the softness between his fingers. His hands travel down after a few moments. Hooking his fingers on the waist band of Jack's pants and slowly pulling them completely off, he bears witness to the boys delicate balls and sheath. One hand rubbing his own 8 inch shaft and the other fondling the sleepy cub's sensitive junk, he slowly sees the boys cock extend out of his sheath. Rubbing the cub's pecker to full mast, James is surprised by it's length. He's packing at least five inches at the young age of 12. "He's going to be huge when he grows up" James thinks to himself. Rubbing for a few more minutes, the cub makes a few moans in his slumber. He is pretty vocal for someone asleep. After he's done playing with the boys crotch he moves upwards, to the boys face. He begins running his hand through the soft fur of his unconscious little brother's face and rubbing his thick canine cock. Pre-cum squirts from his tapered tip, landing not on the floor, but on his brothers face. As he continues to stroke his shaft more and more pre-cum lands on his victims face, some landing on his nose, some going right past his lips and into his slightly agape mouth. Deciding there's no time like the present he climbs onto the bed, almost sitting on the boys chest and opens the cubs mouth, pointing his cock inside and slowly thrusts his cock inside. Quaking as he enters, the wolf slowly eases inch after inch into the younger boys mouth. About half way in he reaches a slight block, the boys mouth turns down into his throat. In his haze James just thrusts forward harder, putting his tip down the boy's throat. Then he slowly pulls out and thrusts back in, faster then the first time. He hears the boy quietly gag beneath him but he doesn't really care. In and out, he starts on a rythm. In and out. with every thrust the smaller boy gags, massaging the two and a half inches of cock in his throat. A dozen thrusts later he feels his climax approaching. With one final thrust he spews hot cum down his sleeping brothers throat. About two thirds through his eruption he yanks himself out of the cubs mouth and aims the pale tsunami all over the cubs face, painting him white. 

Huffing the James falls to the side, spent and tired. He doesn't sleep though, instead he climbs off the bed and scoops his little brother up and takes him to the bathroom to wash away his sins. After a thorough rinsing and drying process James returns his brother to his bed and makes for his own. He thinks to himself about what he did. About how it was wrong, how it could've gone wrong. But most of all he thinks about what he'll do next time.