The Ring

“Are you sure about this?” Gary asked, reaching out and taking the ring from his brother’s hand. The metal felt cool to the touch as he flipped it over multiple times. It looked fairly ordinary, he would have easily mistaken it for a normal ring on any given day.

“It’s perfectly safe, I tried it this morning.” Kel, the younger of the two foxes wore a beaming grin. Gary ran the metal across the fur on the back of his hand, watching as his fur stood on end slightly from a static source.

“How did you get it?” He asked hesitantly, still not quite wanting to believe what his brother had told him about the item.

“You know the magic store down the street? The owner didn’t show up this morning. Finders keepers!” He giggled as he urged his brother to try it out once more.

“So you stole it… how do you know it won’t cause permanent damage?” Gary stared at the table between the two of them. A hard pink fox member sat smack dab in the middle, if he hadn’t known better he would have thought it was a dildo. Maybe it was a dildo and his brother was just playing a joke on him. For the first time since Kel had placed it there, Gary reached out and picked up the member. It was warm to the touch and he could feel it throbbing slightly with the pace of a constant increased heartbeat. It certainly looked like his brother’s junk, a bead of pre had bubbled up out of the tip. It was far too realistic to be a dildo. His brother’s slight moaning snapped him back to reality and he placed the cock back down onto the table.  If the ring was truly capable of separating a dick from its owners body, then he had just picked up his brother’s detached cock.

“See, it’s fine. I can still feel it, it’s still part of me, just not attached to my body anymore.” Kel was being very convincing, but Gary still couldn’t tell if his brother was just punking him. Maybe the whole point was to get him to put on the ring and then let him know that it was all a joke. He was certainly curious though, and the opportunity sounded too good to pass up.

“Okay, how are we doing this?” Gary asked, giving in and getting slightly aroused at the prospect of what they were about to do.

“You just put the ring on and twist it, your cock will pop off.”

“Can it go back on?” The question sounded dumb as he said it, but it was one of those that he needed answered before he would be willing to do anything.

“Yeah, if you place it back where it should be and twist the opposite direction, it reattaches like that.” Kel snapped his fingers and Gary winced. The idea that his cock could just snap on and off like a strap-on was a little strange.

He picked up the dildo-like item from the table and stood up to make his way for the door.

“Wait, where are you going?” Kel asked, eyes locked on the member in Gary’s paw.

“I’m not going to do it right in front of you. I’ll be right back.” Gary made his way from the room and Kel watched as his cock disappeared from sight. He felt his brother’s paw gripping it tight and for a moment wondered whether or not his brother would go through with the idea. The sensations were odd and came at varying times. One moment he would feel a paw holding him and the next it felt as though he had been placed down on some cold surface. What was taking his brother so long? All he needed to do was remove his cock and bring the two of them back. 

Kel had come up with the plan and explained it all very simply, every so often the two of them would bet to see who could hold out the longest. Finally there would be a way to measure and not lie about it. They could keep their cocks locked in a box and whoever removed it first would be the loser and have to do the other’s chores for a week. Of course he hadn’t exactly been telling his brother the truth. Once the two of them were locked up in the box, he planned on either hiding it or giving it to his girlfriend for her own personal use. But first he had to get his brother to go along with the plan.

He felt Gary handling his cock once more, his brother’s soft paws gently caressing his member from all angles. He closed his eyes and let the feelings wash over him, imagining that Gary just wanted a little more confirmation that the thing was real. Kel bit his lips and thrust his hips involuntarily letting out a soft moan. Luckily they hadn’t started the bet yet, it wouldn’t start until both of them were safely locked up. Even so, the edging would give his brother an unfair advantage. He would have to add in a clause allowing them both to get off once before the bet began.

He was both relieved and upset when his brother stopped stroking. The edging was on the verge of torturous, but the sound of Gary making his way back to his room was enough to ease his mind. Gary closed the door quickly behind him and made his way back to the table, cock in hand. The one he was holding was a foxes but it wasn’t Kel’s. This one was smaller and more distinctly shaped, it must have been Gary’s

“You were right, it worked.” Gary held up his junk proudly as Kel pulled out the lockbox. The only key was on his keyring, once the cocks were placed inside there would be no way his brother could open it.

“Okay, where’s mine? I’d like to get off once before we start the contest.” Kel was eager to get the show started, he reached out for his brother’s cock but the older fox pulled his paw away before he could grab it.

“It’s not going to be that simple.” Gary stood up and unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to the floor. Dangling between his legs was Kel’s dick, seemingly attached. “You were right, just put the ring on and twist and it reattaches, to almost anything I might add.” Gary reached down and stroked the cock once more, Kel could feel the older foxes paws coaxing it out of the sheath. It may be attached to his brother but it was still linked to him.

“How about we up the ante, whoever cums first loses their cock for a week.” Gary appeared to have taken control of the situation. Kel’s mind wasn’t even thinking about the bet, he was just hoping that he would be allowed to get off before it began. He agreed. It wasn’t like he was going to follow the rules anyway.

To be continued