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I don't have any notes. Everything I need to say is in my head. My Brother and all of my friends are there. My Mother is there too, and she's on the phone. She doesn't even care enough to record it, but I see Zack holding a camera. A moment like this only happens once in a lifetime, and She couldn't be bothered to look up for 10 minutes. \n\nChris and his group of friends are absent, and I don't blame them. It didn't matter that Walt was the victim. The truth of what they'd been doing eventually circulated throughout the school. It was made clear that they weren't welcome anymore. Their names were never in the news, but their names were posted in other places online. It will stick with them for years to come, if not their entire lives.\n\nI stand in front of the entire school with thousands of eyes focused on me, and I start with my speech. \n\n\"The other night, when I sat down to write this speech, I started with the usual about how this is the end of one journey and the beginning of another. We all know why we're here. We all know it's finally over. For some of us, this has been an experience we'll remember for the rest of our lives. For some, it was just okay. And for others, it'll be forgotten.\n\nWhen we were little, our teachers would ask us what we wanted to be when we grew up. It used to be an astronaut, a fireman, a doctor. Today it's a star, an entrepreneur. But that was the wrong question to ask. They should have asked who we want to be when we grow up. \n\nThe last four years have given us the tools we need to succeed. But there's one thing they don't teach us, and it's the most important of all. Sure, having money and success is great, but it won't bring you happiness. When you leave school, you won't have friends; you'll have coworkers and neighbors whose names you don't remember. \n\nSchool doesn't teach us how to make the connections that make life worth living. They don't teach us how to be a girlfriend or a boyfriend. A husband or a wife. Or even just a friend. We aren't expected to figure out calculus on our own. That's why they teach us. But when it comes to the stuff that makes life worth living, we aren't even given an empty notebook.\n\nWho do I want to be when I grow up? All I want is to be happy. Remember the friends you've made along the way. Make new ones, and most of all, make up your own mind.\"\n\nI leave the podium as the audience begins to clap. It must have been a halfway decent speech because most of the audience had risen from their seats. The principal hands me my diploma as I exit the stage. I was supposed to take my assigned seat, but I joined my Brother and our friends in the back. I'm not big on following the rules or being told what to do. No one even noticed anyways.\n\nI stay for the rest of the ceremony. I still want to be there for Brent and Simon. We threw our stupid hats into the air once it was over, and that was it. There was no reason for us to be there anymore, and we were free to leave. Our Mother was itching to go the entire time. She says she'll see us at home and disappears.\n\nThe six of us lose our gowns and hang out at Vance's house for the rest of the day. His parents had a cookout for our little pack. They had a mix of steak and fish. Even though Vance's friends are all canines, we all had a bit of both. We were all glad that the party was at Vance's house. Simon's and Jacob's siblings would have ruined it for sure. Brent's place was a definite no. His sisters and parents would have been even worse. \n\nVance's parents are actually halfway decent. Sometimes I wonder what it must be like to have parents who care. Vance's little Brother is there, and he joins us. Fortunately, he isn't annoying, and we all get along despite our age difference.\n\nWe have cake, and the graduates are given a few small gifts. I give both Brent and Simon a gift, and they both give one to me as well. The sun was getting low. We said our goodbyes for now and went home. \n\t\t\nI get about halfway home when Zack reaches across the seat and unlatches my belt. I know what he's doing, and I don't stop him. He undoes the zipper and opens my pants up. I slow down as his huge nose sniffs between my legs. His tongue licks at the tip of my sheath. He keeps it there as my penis erects into his mouth. The tip emerges, and he licks it, purposefully overstimulating me. The position is awkward, but it doesn't stop it from growing. All 8.5 inches are inside his mouth. I keep my left hand on the wheel. With my free hand, I run my fingers through his fur and play with his ears. You'd think this would be a bad idea with jaws full of sharp teeth, except we've both had a ton of experience. He sucks hard. His tongue squeezes my cock against the roof of his mouth. It hits me hard, but I keep driving like nothing is happening. I empty my load into his mouth. He sucks down all 6 ounces that I give him. I hear and feel him sucking down everything to ensure there's no mess. He squeezes my cock like a tube of toothpaste and laps away the last few drops. \n\n\"That was only part of your graduation gift. You'll have to wait for tomorrow for the rest,\" says my Brother.\n\n\"It's dark out now. Let's find a place to pull over. I ate too much, so I won't be able to swallow you.\"\n\n\"Na, that's okay. This is part of your gift. I won't even jerk off. I want to be crazy horney for you for tomorrow.\"\n\nI smile as I say, \"Okay,\" and accelerate back to 15mph over the speed limit.\n\nIt's nice that we have a 2 car garage, as I can use the other space. Our Mother had gotten out of work in the morning. She got a few hours of sleep before my graduation. I wasn't surprised to see the note on the dry eraser board by the door, \n[center]| Went to bed. |[/center]\nWe know what it means, don't wake me up.\n\nWe get out of our dress clothes and slip into lazy mode t-shirts and shorts. Zack joins me in my bedroom. I shut and locked the door. She'll be out until 2 or 3 in the morning. He sits on my bed, and I lie between his legs. He pulls me against his chest. Huge furry arms wrap around me. I hand him an earbud, and I take the other one. I turn the TV on. It's been a long time since either of us has watched TV. We have Friday, Saturday, and Sunday to relax. On Monday, we'll start to work with Olly cutting down trees again for the summer. I lace my fingers with Zack's as the anime resumes where we left off months ago.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\t\t\t\t\nI woke up the following day alone in my bed. I'm hugging my pillow. It's no substitute for a large muscular wolf. I get up with a sigh. I hate waking up alone. I like sleeping next to him so much. I love waking up, and he's the first thing I feel and see. I can't stand it when he's not with me in my bed. \n\nI have 4 years of university, and Zack will have 2 more after that. 6 years before we can be free. It seems like an eternity. My speech was about what I felt. I want to be rich, but if I had to choose between money or my mate, I'd choose him every time. Not everyone would. Our Mother is a prime example of that. Money is the only thing she really loves.\n\nNeither of us wants to workout. Missing a few days won't hurt. It's good to have at least one weekend a year to ourselves. I was eager to have sex with my Brother, but all good things come to those who wait. \n\n\"Hey, let's get some steaks for later,\" my Brother says.\n\n\"That sounds like a good idea,\" I say as I toss him the car keys.\n\nIt's a 30min drive to the closest store. We pick up some more lube and shampoo. We return home, and our Mother is still asleep. \n\nWe wait for her to leave for work, and we're both ready to get started. We strip off our clothes. I'm hungry for fresh meat and fine with nothing else. Zack pulls the huge slab of raw meat from the fridge and holds it up. He sniffs at it and sinks his fangs into it. He jerks his head and rips a chunk free. He chews it as best as his sharp teeth allow and swallows it. He rears off another piece and holds it between his teeth. He nods his head at me, offering it to me. It's not often we have the time for this level of foreplay. I pull my lips back and show him my fangs. I take it in my teeth and wolf it down. He pulls off another piece, and I gladly accept. \n\nBetween the two of us, we make quick work of it. Zack grabs hold of my ass and lifts me to his height. I lick the blood from his lips, and he follows the taste of blood inside my mouth. Blood-drenched saliva flows from one mouth to the other.\n\nWe can easily make out for hours. I never get bored exploring his body; he never gets bored with mine. Although our dynamic tends to favor my worship of him and the enjoyment he gets when I do. We've admitted it to each other time and again; there are no secrets between us. We both know it's what we like, but we aren't so ridged that we can't mix it up. \n\nThis is one of those nights to try something new. Zack gets a leg around me and wraps his arms around my neck. I gladly accept the challenge. I grab hold of his ass, and he lifts his remaining foot from the floor. His massive legs wrap around my waist. He's so tall his elbows press into my shoulders. My feet shift as I struggle to hold up 300 pounds of wolf. I'm just strong enough to hold him. It's why I need to put on more muscle. If I don't, then in a year, he'll be too heavy for me to lift. I'll never be as strong as he is, but I at least want to be strong enough for him. \n\nI strain to keep my legs from buckling. \"Holy fuck, Zack, you're heavy,\" I say.\n\nHe plays with my ears, licks the top of my head, and says, \"You really are the perfect mate for me, Alex. You're just the right kind of small, and I'm the right kind of big for you.\"\n\nI carry him to my room. The floor creaks under our combined weight. I'm not as strong as he is and don't want to be, but it's good to remind him that his mate isn't weak. I can't hold him any longer. I drop him onto my bed. He hits the mattress, and it screeches in protest. Our beds are the same size. His feet reach the bottom edge. It won't be much longer before he won't fit.\n\nI climb on top of him. I lay my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. He wraps his overly muscled arms around me, and I pet his chest. We stayed like that for a while, enjoying our differences.\n\nMy body is just as hard as his is. I'm on the larger side of a lightweight. My goal is to become a medium. I should be able to accomplish my goal in a few years. It's easier for me to work on my definition than mass. With Zack's help, I got my proportions nailed down to visual perfection. I know I'm sexy. Visually I'm just a shorter and less muscled version of my Brother, but I'm still candy for the eyes. \n\nZack teases me; thick muscle ripples and pulses beneath my face. I rub my muzzle in the deep ravine between his pecs. I figure it's my turn to show off for a change. I put my rear on his stomach. I placed an arm on the side of his head and let him admire the view. My arms are thick and well-muscled. Veins stand out through my fur from my forearms up to my shoulders and onto my chest. I half flex and let his eyes take in my body as my muscles push outwards against my fur. I remain still as I flex my pecs at him. I hold the pose and let him take in the striated muscle that covers my chest. \n\n\"God damn, Alex. I really do have the sexiest big Brother in the world.\"\n\nI laugh and say, \"Thanks, Zack. And I have the sexiest little Brother in the world.' I say as I lean in and lick his lips. \n\nHe can't speak with my tongue inside his mouth. His hands start on my shoulders. I pull back and flex for him. He likes muscles as much as I do, and I let him see and feel it all. \n\nI go lower. I put my sheath next to his and say, 'God damn, Bro, My sheath is big for my size, but yours is sickeningly enormous. You really are an animal. I don't want to be as big as you, but I wish I at least had your genitals.\"\n\nI want to lick his sheath and take his growing cock into my mouth, but I just did that the other night. I get up and take a seat on his chest. I spread my legs and let him take a turn worshiping me for once. He pokes my balls with his nose and breaths in deep. His tongue wraps all the way around. He takes them inside his mouth. He leaves my balls soaking wet and moves onto my sheath, which has already started to swell. He rubs his muzzle against my sheath. He tickles it with his long fangs. He licks it until my cock reaches its full size. \n\nThis usually happens the other way around. He gets up and leans back with his knees pressing into the mattress. It's his turn to worship me for once. He likes it just as much as I do. I make a muscle, and it takes both of his hands to encompass my arm. I flex at him over and over, and soon his cock is rock hard like mine. I reach one arm towards the ceiling and let him explore me from an angle he doesn't often get to play with. There isn't an ounce of fat on me. His claws slide between each of my exposed ribs. I put my arms around his neck, and our fangs come together. I playfully hook mine onto his, and he laughs.\n\nI don't kiss him, at least not at first. It's my turn to try something new. I pull my lips back into the nastiest, most vicious snarl a wolf like me can muster. He sees it, and his ears fall flat against his skull. Even though he's almost twice my size, he's still a teenager. I run my fangs along the side of his muzzle. It takes him a moment to realize I'm playing with him. He shows me his most threatening display. I have to admit he's scary as hell. Those fangs are crazy long, even for a wolf. Then you add in all the other sharp teeth. Flashing his fangs would stop almost any aggressor in his tracks.\n\nI squeeze his nose, and we laugh together. We press our muzzles together like two swordsmen in a slow-paced duel. Some furs love it more than others. For us wolves exposing the throat is a sign of complete trust. We roll around on the bed with our jaws locked together. Our hands take in the feel of hard muscles expanding and contracting. We climb down from the mattress. We put our feet on the hardwood floor but don't stop. Zack feels me up from top to bottom, and I do the same to him.\n\nI lube up my cock in preparation for what comes next. My Brother puts his hands on the dresser and spreads his legs. He swishes his tail at me, inviting me to mount him. I don't disappoint him. I get my arms around him and push my cock into his ring. It goes in with practiced ease. We've been having sex for almost three years now. I've stopped counting, but I'd say I've been inside him at least 400 times by now. I'll never get bored with this. My cock is 8.5 inches now, and I'm still growing. I have an adult's cock now. All soft edges of a teenager's penis are gone. I'm massive compared to the measly 6 inches I was sporting almost three years ago.\n\nIt still feels so good having my Brother's insides wrapped around my cock. I don't do it all the time, but I do love fucking him upright. It's just too bad I don't have the strength to hold him up and fuck him for the duration. I thrust my cock straight up. He moans, and I moan with him. I go slow, then fast, and then slow again.\n\nMy knot is a whole lot bigger than it was three years ago. Each half-sphere is close to the size of a baseball. I'm still just a stick compared to the tree trunk my Brother keeps between his legs. He feels it now. I thrust my knot into him. I go extra slow so he can feel the full size of what's going into him. He moans in pleasure as I stretch him wide. I can smell Pre leaking out of him. I reach around and collect it in my hand. I lap it up. I slam my knot in and check again. More pre leaks out of him, and I wait as he fills my cupped hand. I dump it into my jaws and lick the palm of my hand. \n\nI lean my chest against him. I hug him and run my muzzle over the mountain range of muscles on his back. We both enjoy the sensation of my knot growing larger. His insides yield to my expanding knot. I give it a tug. There's no way I'm getting it back out for a while. I'm well-practiced at pleasing him. This is supposed to be a day of celebration for me, where I get to do what I want. This has been a different experience all around, and I like it. It's fun to try new things. Even still, I can't help but hit him how he likes it. I pull back as far as my knot will allow. I slab it into him with as much force as I can muster and hold it at the peak. He yells out in pleasure as I hit everything that my 8.5-inch cock can reach.\n \nI like it, too, but he likes it far more. I keep it up. I wait 3sec between one thrust and the next. I give him about a dozen pokes. I switch it up I give him less time to recover. I feel his body quake. I hear his moans, and I know he enjoys it. \n\nNeither of us can take much more. I stop and give us both a minute to recover. I start again, thrusting slowly and steadily. I pick up the pace. I'm getting close. I feel semen fill my cock. It erupts out of me. I thrust with each orgasm. This is why I love being a wolf; I keep going and going. It takes me 5min to empty my balls. I hold onto my Brother as he lies down on the floor. Now I get to enjoy being tied to him for another 20min as my body tries to scrape the last of my seed from the bottom of my balls.\n\t\t\t\t\nI'm soft enough to pull out. I don't make as much semen as my Brother, but 8 ounces is more than enough to make a mess. I get my arms around him and hold on tight. I go along for the ride as he drags me into the shower. He squats down so I can get my feet onto the floor. I pull out of him. My semen pours out of him and runs down his legs. Zack grabs hold of my softening cock and licks it clean. \n\nI wish we had a room just for sex. I turn the shower on and get cleaned up. We dry our fur just enough so we're not dripping wet. His feet smack loudly against the floor as we return to my room. I can't wait to have 300 pounds of wolf on top of me. \n\nZack flops down on my bed and rolls onto his back. He lays there inviting me to play with his 14.5-inch cock, and I gladly accept. I follow right behind him. He lifts a leg and offers it to me. I lace my fingers into his toes. I massage the pads of his feet. It's like squeezing a car tire. I grip his calf. I need both hands, and the muscle is just as firm. I move higher, and he flexes. This is what I love about muscular guys. There are so many bulging muscles to choose from. It's amazing to think my little Brother is a medium weight. His muscles are getting big enough that I can now see and feel the striations in his muscles, even through his fur. \n\nI let his leg fall to the mattress. His balls are huge. The baggy clothes he wears can only hide so much when he's in public. If you look hard enough, you can figure out what he has between his legs. The females aren't afraid to look. They habitually throw themselves at him once they figure it out.\n\nI'm the only one who gets to see them unobstructed by cloth. I lick his balls as he did for me. Only I can't get even one of them in my mouth. Either his testicles are too big, or his skin is too tight. Each furry orb is the size of a grapefruit. His sheath bulges like a balloon. Each hemisphere of his knot is comparable in size to his testicles. Altogether it's huge and gets even bigger once it swells to its full size. \n\nI work my fingers into his knot. I love the shape of it. His shaft is just as much fun to play with. I lick at the tip and drive him to claw at the blankets. I lube up his cock and get ready. I look down at him, and we take a moment to examine each other's teeth with our tongues. I nuzzled my muzzle against his and slid onto his wolf cock. The tip goes in easily. His shaft has filled out considerably over the last six months. It's more challenging to slide onto it, but I've had plenty of practice. I get down to his knot and stop for a moment. He's gotten so big I can see his cock pushing my stomach out.\n\nI lean back to make it even more visible. I rub my hands over my belly and say, 'Hey Zack, look, your cock is so big now it pushes my stomach out.\"\n\nMy Brother runs his hand over my belly and says, \"Holy shit, Alex, you're right. I didn't realize I'd gotten that big. I hope I don't get so big it won't fit anymore.\"\n\n\"I have some extra room. It should be fine as long as you don't end up being 8 feet tall.'\n\nI ride his cock, and I give him a show. He watches his cock move through my belly. It's a lot of work getting him close. We're just getting started. I lift myself off his thick member and climb down from the bed.\n\n'Let's put those muscles of yours to work,' I say as I turn around.\n\nThis is a rarely used position. What I love the most is having him on top of me. There's nothing quite like being beneath a 300-pound wolf. After applying a fresh layer of lube, Zack picks me up from behind my legs. He hoists me up and lowers me onto his cock. He pulls my legs up and crosses his arms over me. His feet dance across the floor as he starts to thrust. He's slow at first, but then he picks up some speed.\n\nI do like this position. It lets me feel his power from a different angle. I lean my head back against his face as he drives me crazy. Zack loves to fuck smaller guys, and I love to get fucked by my gigantic little Brother. He's so big it feels like he's wearing me like a condom. He lifts me and slams me down. His knot goes in, in one swift motion. He sits down on the bed while he's still holding me. He hugs me tight. He affectionately nuzzles his muzzle against mine. I return the gesture as his knot begins to swell. I can feel it growing larger and larger. \n\n'God damn, Zack, your knot gets so big when it swells.\"\n\nHe lifts some of his weight off of me and hugs me again. \"I love you too, Alex.\"\n\nZack gets to his feet while cradling me in his arms. The floor creaks under our combined weight. He was gentle at first, but now he's showing me his strength. He lifts and lowers me in sync with his thrust to make it even more impactful. I groan, and he growls. He comes close and stops to catch his breath. Neither of us wants this to end. \n\nAfter his nerves cool off, he carries me to my bed. He squats down and lets my knees rest on the mattress. He hugs me with his legs. I'm surrounded by soft fur and hard muscle. His muzzle caresses the side of my face, and I lean into it. \n\n\"You remember this position?\" my Brother asked me.\n\nI chuckle and say, \"Of course I do. It was the first time you had sex with me. I hope I don't cum all over the ceiling this time.\"\n\nHe licks my muzzle and lifts my knees off of the mattress. He thrust into me just like our first time. This is why I like being smaller than him. I doubt he could do this if I weighed the same as him. He goes for as long as he can stand it. Even he can't take it anymore. My cock never went back inside my sheath, even though my balls were drained. It hangs limp between my legs but is not limp for long. I'm hard all over again. \n\nI know precisely when he's going to cum. I can feel the impact of his ejaculations. Every shot feels like a blast from a powerwasher. He grunts with each orgasm, and I moan. It's a good thing I went first; otherwise, the ceiling would be covered. He hits me, and I orgasm with him. I wish I could hit him as hard as he hits me. I keep telling him he's missing out. He should get fucked by a big guy at least once. It's not as powerful as the real thing but feels so good. \n\nHe fills me with his seed. I can feel the volume of fluid being transferred from his balls and into me. Five minutes of none stop orgasms soon turns into six. I wish I had his genes. My swollen belly tells you how much semen he can make.\n \nZack rolls onto his back and takes me with him. I rest my head between his pecs. A gob of semen lands on my stomach. We both look up. 'God damn it,\" I think to myself. There must have been a few drops left in my balls.\n\n\"Well, so much for not cumming all over the ceiling,\" says my Brother.\n\n\"Don't let me forget to clean that,\" I say, and we laugh.\n\nZack wraps his arms around me. I grab hold of his forearms and caress his spherical biceps with my muzzle. His orgasms don't stop; they're just dialed down. He isn't an adult yet, but he can already tie for over 30 minutes. I've no doubt he'll tie for an hour once he's fully grown. We enjoy each other's bodies as we're bathed in the afterglow of sex.\n\n[center]* * *[/center] \n\t\t\t\t\nIt was one of the best weekends we've had in a long time. We skipped our workout the following morning. Now that I have a vehicle, my Brother and our four friends could hang out all day Saturday and Sunday.\n\nAt first, I wasn't looking forward to work at all, but that changed on Saturday when Vance asked me. \"Hey, Alex, I was wondering if I could work with you guys this summer. My parents want me to get a job, and I want to save up to get a car when I graduate, like you.\"\n\n\"Sure, Vance. I'll ask Olly and see what he says.\"\n\nI asked Olly right then and there. I vouched for him. I told him he benches 350, and that was all that he needed to hear. I'd pick him up and bring him home; he wouldn't have to train him. He agreed, and of course, the rules were the same for him as it's been for us.\n\nI told Vance what we've been making, and he couldn't believe it, but I made it clear it's not easy work. For once, I was actually looking forward to work. I have a plan, and unfortunately, it involves money. Our summer job started bright and early Monday morning. \n\nIt'd been ten months since we'd seen Olly. I pull up to Vance's house, and the huge mountain lion hops in the back. As I drive to the job site, the three of us chat about the job and the money. I pull up to a house and wait as Olly is running late as usual. \n\nOlly pulls up in the old lineman's truck and gets out. His eyes bugged out of his head the last summer when he saw Zack. This time he had a look of shock and fear. At least last summer, Zack was still shorter than him, but that's not the case anymore. We get out, and Olly quickly discovers Zack is nose-to-nose with him. Olly's build is still greater, but even he knows that will not last much longer. Olly is extremely muscled, except he's let himself go for years. He tries to hide it, but we know he has a drinking problem. It's evident in his beer gut. His kids moved out years ago. It's just him and his wife. He doesn't have to work. He has the money to retire. He only works to give himself a break from her. Some couples need their space, and I suspect he's one of them.\n\n\"Hey, Olly, this is Vance, our friend we told you about.\"\n\n\"Nice to meet you,' says Olly as they shake hands and greet each other. 'I'm guessing they told you how this works, yes?\"\n\n\"Ahh, yes, sir,\" says Vance politely.\n\n\"Okay, good. I'll let you guys show him the ropes.\"\n\nOlly does his thing with the homeowner, and the four of us get started. I didn't miss the sound of a chainsaw one bit. It was great spending the day with Vance, even if we were working. Vance is larger and stronger than I am. He has no problem lifting heavy objects. I caught him checking both of us out throughout the day. I thought it was flattering. In truth, I did the same thing; only I was less obvious about it. \n\nI knew there was a problem when we arrived at a new job the next day. There's no way Olly can keep up with the three of us. I proposed a solution. He didn't like it at first. Especially since he's paying us under the table, but he trusts me enough not to injure myself. In the last 2 years of doing this job, I've never touched a chainsaw other than to load it into the back of the truck. He carries two saws with him at all times, just in case one of them breaks down. So it worked out. He gives me a few pointers and watches over me as I slice off branches and bisect logs in two.\n\nI'm not as fast as he is, but I quickly make myself useful. Zack and Vance do all the heavy work, and they manage to keep up with us. We finished the first job with lightning speed, and it was on to the next. I could tell Olly was initially nervous about letting an uninsured worker play around with a chainsaw. That nervousness had evaporated by the end of the day. \n\nThis summer is turning out to be even more brutal than it was last year. Some of the smaller jobs took us longer to drive to the location than to do the work. I felt the need to play the big Brother to Vance. I'm starting to like him more and more. It also helps that Zack is by my side the whole time. It's easier when we aren't overwhelmed with separation anxiety. You would expect it to be awkward, two brothers being friends with the same guy, but it works. The three of us are all friends, but more and more, I feel all of us are moving closer to becoming best friends. \n\nI took Vance to the bank and helped set him up with his own bank account. I also helped him sign up for his first credit card. He showed his parents the envelope with $1600 in it. He tells me the next day that they thought he stole the money. \n\nVance tells them, \"Why would I show it to you if I stole it?\" They relented and apologized. He isn't as mistrusting of his parents as I am of mine. His parents are the nicest I've met, but no parents are perfect.\n\nEven though every day was a workout, none of us wanted to neglect the real thing. We still managed to squeeze in some time in the gym here and there. \n\nBoth Zack and I are starting to feel it. The three of us have been together almost all day, every day, for a month. It's become a frequent topic of conversation between us. We'd never spent this much time with anyone before, and we were starting to like the big cat more and more.\n\n\"You know Zack, I really wish we could come out to Vance.\"\n\n\"Yeah, me too.\"\n\n\"I think he'd keep our secret, but it wouldn't help matters any. If he knew we're gay, he might want to have sex with us, and I don't want to hurt him or Brent,\" I say.\n\n\"Yeah, I know,' says Zack as he leans back on the bed with a smile on his face. 'Yeah, it's too bad, too, because I'd totally love to watch him fuck you.\"\n\n\"Yeah, and from what Brent was saying, that cock of his is a deadly weapon.\"\n\nZack laughs and says, \"You have to admit he is sexy as fuck. All those hours in the gym have paid off. It's ridiculous the amount of muscle he's put on.\"\n\n\"Yeah, it's like me watching you go from a skinny pup to, you know, what you are now. I can only imagine what it's like for Brent.\"\n\n\"I know, right? He's only like 5 feet tall, and Vance has to be at least 6 foot 6. Brent is all done growing, but Vance isn't even done yet. I wonder how big he can get before it no longer fits?\"\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n \nSummer vacation ends today. Tomorrow will be my first day at university. Unfortunately, Zack will have to take the bus and be at school by himself. He won't be completely alone, though. At least he'll have Vance and Jacob, but it's not the entire pack anymore. Sometimes I wish we could be teenagers forever.\n\nWe all said our good buys to Brent earlier in the week. He'll be on the other side of the county studying graphic design. He could have gone to the same university I'm going to, but I don't blame him for wanting to get away from his oppressive parents and his crazy slutty sisters. Plus, the school he chose is way better anyways.\n\nSimon, however, changed his mind at the last minute. He's smart like the rest of us, except he's more mechanically inclined. He was all set to attend a school down south where it's warm all year around. He's not canceling altogether; he's just deferring for a year. His parents aren't wealthy. I have a feeling they guilt-tripped him into putting it off for a year. Someone needs to help with his two little brothers and his sister. He plans to get a job and work and save up some money before going to school. I have a feeling he will have a hard decision come next year.\n\nI say my good buy to Zack. I have a 40min drive, so I leave before him. The week before, I scouted out the campus. Zack and Vance went with me. I'd taken the tour once already. I have a map, but I wanted to familiarize myself again. Plus, it gave us a chance to hang out.\n\nIt took a few weeks for me to adjust. Having a vehicle changed everything. Zack no longer takes the bus home. Instead, he rides with Vance to his house. From there, they walk to the gym. His parents and his little Brother seem to like having him around. \n\nOnce I got out of class, I'd head directly east and meet my Brother and Vance at the gym. I always joined them late. I aim to put on 40 more pounds, so I tend to spend more time working out than I should. I'm not taking steroids, but it's still doable. All of us are all-natural, but it's still harder for me than it is for Zack or Vance. They have the genes for it. They both build muscle as though they're taking steroids. I don't care what people say; your genes really do matter.\n\nIf I finished early, I'd sit at the coffee/drink shop next door and work on my homework. I haven't seen Mike from school. One of the other employees said he went to college. I didn't really know him that well, but it was nice to see a familiar face. Sometimes I wish I wasn't a Sigma and had a plethora of friends. As fun as it might be to have more friends than I would know what to do with, it's just not who I am. \n\nVance would always walk home unless it was raining out. He likes to walk it off. Usually, I let Zack drive us home. I wanted him to know that the SUV is just as much as his as it is mine. More than a few times, he'd borrow it and go and hang out with Vance. I would normally join them, but homework often gets in the way.\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"
The Year 5000: Chapter 9: Graduation
By
Varos


The big day finally came.  Tuesday was skip day, and graduation was Thursday.  The day when high school comes to an end, and a new chapter begins.  The weather was forecasted to rain, so they held it in the auditorium.  It was announced already.  It turns out I'm the class valedictorian.  I'm expected to make a speech.  I didn't want to.  I could have refused, but I figured it might look good on a future resume.  

I walk up to the podium.  I'm not nervous even with most of the school watching.  It's one of the few positive things about having a Sigma personality.  I don't have any notes.  Everything I need to say is in my head.  My Brother and all of my friends are there.  My Mother is there too, and she's on the phone.  She doesn't even care enough to record it, but I see Zack holding a camera.  A moment like this only happens once in a lifetime, and She couldn't be bothered to look up for 10 minutes.

Chris and his group of friends are absent, and I don't blame them.  It didn't matter that Walt was the victim.  The truth of what they'd been doing eventually circulated throughout the school.  It was made clear that they weren't welcome anymore.  Their names were never in the news, but their names were posted in other places online.  It will stick with them for years to come, if not their entire lives.

I stand in front of the entire school with thousands of eyes focused on me, and I start with my speech.

"The other night, when I sat down to write this speech, I started with the usual about how this is the end of one journey and the beginning of another.  We all know why we're here.  We all know it's finally over.  For some of us, this has been an experience we'll remember for the rest of our lives.  For some, it was just okay.  And for others, it'll be forgotten.

When we were little, our teachers would ask us what we wanted to be when we grew up.  It used to be an astronaut, a fireman, a doctor.  Today it's a star, an entrepreneur.  But that was the wrong question to ask.  They should have asked who we want to be when we grow up.  

The last four years have given us the tools we need to succeed.  But there's one thing they don't teach us, and it's the most important of all.  Sure, having money and success is great, but it won't bring you happiness.  When you leave school, you won't have friends; you'll have coworkers and neighbors whose names you don't remember.  

School doesn't teach us how to make the connections that make life worth living.  They don't teach us how to be a girlfriend or a boyfriend.  A husband or a wife.  Or even just a friend.  We aren't expected to figure out calculus on our own.  That's why they teach us.  But when it comes to the stuff that makes life worth living, we aren't even given an empty notebook.

Who do I want to be when I grow up?  All I want is to be happy.  Remember the friends you've made along the way.  Make new ones, and most of all, make up your own mind."

I leave the podium as the audience begins to clap.  It must have been a halfway decent speech because most of the audience had risen from their seats.  The principal hands me my diploma as I exit the stage.  I was supposed to take my assigned seat, but I joined my Brother and our friends in the back.  I'm not big on following the rules or being told what to do.  No one even noticed anyways.

I stay for the rest of the ceremony.  I still want to be there for Brent and Simon.  We threw our stupid hats into the air once it was over, and that was it.  There was no reason for us to be there anymore, and we were free to leave.  Our Mother was itching to go the entire time.  She says she'll see us at home and disappears.

The six of us lose our gowns and hang out at Vance's house for the rest of the day.  His parents had a cookout for our little pack.  They had a mix of steak and fish.  Even though Vance's friends are all canines, we all had a bit of both.  We were all glad that the party was at Vance's house.  Simon's and Jacob's siblings would have ruined it for sure.  Brent's place was a definite no.  His sisters and parents would have been even worse.  

Vance's parents are actually halfway decent.  Sometimes I wonder what it must be like to have parents who care.  Vance's little Brother is there, and he joins us.  Fortunately, he isn't annoying, and we all get along despite our age difference.

We have cake, and the graduates are given a few small gifts.  I give both Brent and Simon a gift, and they both give one to me as well.  The sun was getting low.  We said our goodbyes for now and went home.                
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I get about halfway home when Zack reaches across the seat and unlatches my belt.  I know what he's doing, and I don't stop him.  He undoes the zipper and opens my pants up.  I slow down as his huge nose sniffs between my legs.  His tongue licks at the tip of my sheath.  He keeps it there as my penis erects into his mouth.  The tip emerges, and he licks it, purposefully overstimulating me.  The position is awkward, but it doesn't stop it from growing.  All 8.5 inches are inside his mouth.  I keep my left hand on the wheel.  With my free hand, I run my fingers through his fur and play with his ears.  You'd think this would be a bad idea with jaws full of sharp teeth, except we've both had a ton of experience.  He sucks hard.  His tongue squeezes my cock against the roof of his mouth.  It hits me hard, but I keep driving like nothing is happening.  I empty my load into his mouth.  He sucks down all 6 ounces that I give him.  I hear and feel him sucking down everything to ensure there's no mess.  He squeezes my cock like a tube of toothpaste and laps away the last few drops.  

"That was only part of your graduation gift.  You'll have to wait for tomorrow for the rest," says my Brother.

"It's dark out now.  Let's find a place to pull over.  I ate too much, so I won't be able to swallow you."

"Na, that's okay.  This is part of your gift.  I won't even jerk off.  I want to be crazy horney for you for tomorrow."

I smile as I say, "Okay," and accelerate back to 15mph over the speed limit.

It's nice that we have a 2 car garage, as I can use the other space.  Our Mother had gotten out of work in the morning.  She got a few hours of sleep before my graduation.  I wasn't surprised to see the note on the dry eraser board by the door,
| Went to bed. |

We know what it means, don't wake me up.

We get out of our dress clothes and slip into lazy mode t-shirts and shorts.  Zack joins me in my bedroom.  I shut and locked the door.  She'll be out until 2 or 3 in the morning.  He sits on my bed, and I lie between his legs.  He pulls me against his chest.  Huge furry arms wrap around me.  I hand him an earbud, and I take the other one.  I turn the TV on.  It's been a long time since either of us has watched TV.  We have Friday, Saturday, and Sunday to relax.  On Monday, we'll start to work with Olly cutting down trees again for the summer.  I lace my fingers with Zack's as the anime resumes where we left off months ago.

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I woke up the following day alone in my bed.  I'm hugging my pillow.  It's no substitute for a large muscular wolf.  I get up with a sigh.  I hate waking up alone.  I like sleeping next to him so much.  I love waking up, and he's the first thing I feel and see.  I can't stand it when he's not with me in my bed.  

I have 4 years of university, and Zack will have 2 more after that.  6 years before we can be free.  It seems like an eternity.  My speech was about what I felt.  I want to be rich, but if I had to choose between money or my mate, I'd choose him every time.  Not everyone would.  Our Mother is a prime example of that.  Money is the only thing she really loves.

Neither of us wants to workout.  Missing a few days won't hurt.  It's good to have at least one weekend a year to ourselves.  I was eager to have sex with my Brother, but all good things come to those who wait.  

"Hey, let's get some steaks for later," my Brother says.

"That sounds like a good idea," I say as I toss him the car keys.

It's a 30min drive to the closest store.  We pick up some more lube and shampoo.  We return home, and our Mother is still asleep.    

We wait for her to leave for work, and we're both ready to get started.  We strip off our clothes.  I'm hungry for fresh meat and fine with nothing else.  Zack pulls the huge slab of raw meat from the fridge and holds it up.  He sniffs at it and sinks his fangs into it.  He jerks his head and rips a chunk free.  He chews it as best as his sharp teeth allow and swallows it.  He rears off another piece and holds it between his teeth.  He nods his head at me, offering it to me.  It's not often we have the time for this level of foreplay.  I pull my lips back and show him my fangs.  I take it in my teeth and wolf it down.  He pulls off another piece, and I gladly accept.  

Between the two of us, we make quick work of it.  Zack grabs hold of my ass and lifts me to his height.  I lick the blood from his lips, and he follows the taste of blood inside my mouth.  Blood-drenched saliva flows from one mouth to the other.

We can easily make out for hours.  I never get bored exploring his body; he never gets bored with mine.  Although our dynamic tends to favor my worship of him and the enjoyment he gets when I do.  We've admitted it to each other time and again; there are no secrets between us.  We both know it's what we like, but we aren't so ridged that we can't mix it up.  

This is one of those nights to try something new.  Zack gets a leg around me and wraps his arms around my neck.  I gladly accept the challenge.  I grab hold of his ass, and he lifts his remaining foot from the floor.  His massive legs wrap around my waist.  He's so tall his elbows press into my shoulders.  My feet shift as I struggle to hold up 300 pounds of wolf.  I'm just strong enough to hold him.  It's why I need to put on more muscle.  If I don't, then in a year, he'll be too heavy for me to lift.  I'll never be as strong as he is, but I at least want to be strong enough for him.  

I strain to keep my legs from buckling.  "Holy fuck, Zack, you're heavy," I say.

He plays with my ears, licks the top of my head, and says, "You really are the perfect mate for me, Alex.  You're just the right kind of small, and I'm the right kind of big for you."

I carry him to my room.  The floor creaks under our combined weight.  I'm not as strong as he is and don't want to be, but it's good to remind him that his mate isn't weak.  I can't hold him any longer.  I drop him onto my bed.  He hits the mattress, and it screeches in protest.  Our beds are the same size.  His feet reach the bottom edge.  It won't be much longer before he won't fit.

I climb on top of him.  I lay my head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.  He wraps his overly muscled arms around me, and I pet his chest.  We stayed like that for a while, enjoying our differences.

My body is just as hard as his is.  I'm on the larger side of a lightweight.  My goal is to become a medium.  I should be able to accomplish my goal in a few years.  It's easier for me to work on my definition than mass.  With Zack's help, I got my proportions nailed down to visual perfection.  I know I'm sexy.  Visually I'm just a shorter and less muscled version of my Brother, but I'm still candy for the eyes.

Zack teases me; thick muscle ripples and pulses beneath my face.  I rub my muzzle in the deep ravine between his pecs.  I figure it's my turn to show off for a change.  I put my rear on his stomach.  I placed an arm on the side of his head and let him admire the view.  My arms are thick and well-muscled.  Veins stand out through my fur from my forearms up to my shoulders and onto my chest.  I half flex and let his eyes take in my body as my muscles push outwards against my fur.  I remain still as I flex my pecs at him.  I hold the pose and let him take in the striated muscle that covers my chest.

"God damn, Alex.  I really do have the sexiest big Brother in the world."

I laugh and say, "Thanks, Zack.  And I have the sexiest little Brother in the world.' I say as I lean in and lick his lips.

He can't speak with my tongue inside his mouth.  His hands start on my shoulders.  I pull back and flex for him.  He likes muscles as much as I do, and I let him see and feel it all.  

I go lower.  I put my sheath next to his and say, 'God damn, Bro,  My sheath is big for my size, but yours is sickeningly enormous.  You really are an animal.  I don't want to be as big as you, but I wish I at least had your genitals."

I want to lick his sheath and take his growing cock into my mouth, but I just did that the other night.  I get up and take a seat on his chest.  I spread my legs and let him take a turn worshiping me for once.  He pokes my balls with his nose and breaths in deep.  His tongue wraps all the way around.  He takes them inside his mouth.  He leaves my balls soaking wet and moves onto my sheath, which has already started to swell.  He rubs his muzzle against my sheath.  He tickles it with his long fangs.  He licks it until my cock reaches its full size.  

This usually happens the other way around.  He gets up and leans back with his knees pressing into the mattress.  It's his turn to worship me for once.  He likes it just as much as I do.  I make a muscle, and it takes both of his hands to encompass my arm.  I flex at him over and over, and soon his cock is rock hard like mine.  I reach one arm towards the ceiling and let him explore me from an angle he doesn't often get to play with.  There isn't an ounce of fat on me.  His claws slide between each of my exposed ribs.  I put my arms around his neck, and our fangs come together.  I playfully hook mine onto his, and he laughs.

I don't kiss him, at least not at first.  It's my turn to try something new.  I pull my lips back into the nastiest, most vicious snarl a wolf like me can muster.  He sees it, and his ears fall flat against his skull.  Even though he's almost twice my size, he's still a teenager.  I run my fangs along the side of his muzzle.  It takes him a moment to realize I'm playing with him.  He shows me his most threatening display.  I have to admit he's scary as hell.  Those fangs are crazy long, even for a wolf.  Then you add in all the other sharp teeth.  Flashing his fangs would stop almost any aggressor in his tracks.

I squeeze his nose, and we laugh together.  We press our muzzles together like two swordsmen in a slow-paced duel.  Some furs love it more than others.  For us wolves exposing the throat is a sign of complete trust.  We roll around on the bed with our jaws locked together.  Our hands take in the feel of hard muscles expanding and contracting.  We climb down from the mattress.  We put our feet on the hardwood floor but don't stop.  Zack feels me up from top to bottom, and I do the same to him.

I lube up my cock in preparation for what comes next.  My Brother puts his hands on the dresser and spreads his legs.  He swishes his tail at me, inviting me to mount him.  I don't disappoint him.  I get my arms around him and push my cock into his ring.  It goes in with practiced ease.  We've been having sex for almost three years now.  I've stopped counting, but I'd say I've been inside him at least 400 times by now.  I'll never get bored with this.  My cock is 8.5 inches now, and I'm still growing.  I have an adult's cock now.  All soft edges of a teenager's penis are gone.  I'm massive compared to the measly 6 inches I was sporting almost three years ago.

It still feels so good having my Brother's insides wrapped around my cock.  I don't do it all the time, but I do love fucking him upright.  It's just too bad I don't have the strength to hold him up and fuck him for the duration.  I thrust my cock straight up.  He moans, and I moan with him.  I go slow, then fast, and then slow again.

My knot is a whole lot bigger than it was three years ago.  Each half-sphere is close to the size of a baseball.  I'm still just a stick compared to the tree trunk my Brother keeps between his legs.  He feels it now.  I thrust my knot into him.  I go extra slow so he can feel the full size of what's going into him.  He moans in pleasure as I stretch him wide.  I can smell Pre leaking out of him.  I reach around and collect it in my hand.  I lap it up.  I slam my knot in and check again.  More pre leaks out of him, and I wait as he fills my cupped hand.  I dump it into my jaws and lick the palm of my hand.  

I lean my chest against him.  I hug him and run my muzzle over the mountain range of muscles on his back.  We both enjoy the sensation of my knot growing larger.  His insides yield to my expanding knot.  I give it a tug.  There's no way I'm getting it back out for a while.  I'm well-practiced at pleasing him.  This is supposed to be a day of celebration for me, where I get to do what I want.  This has been a different experience all around, and I like it.  It's fun to try new things.  Even still, I can't help but hit him how he likes it.  I pull back as far as my knot will allow.  I slab it into him with as much force as I can muster and hold it at the peak.  He yells out in pleasure as I hit everything that my 8.5-inch cock can reach.
                                                            
I like it, too, but he likes it far more.  I keep it up.  I wait 3sec between one thrust and the next.  I give him about a dozen pokes.  I switch it up I give him less time to recover.  I feel his body quake.  I hear his moans, and I know he enjoys it.  

Neither of us can take much more.  I stop and give us both a minute to recover.  I start again, thrusting slowly and steadily.  I pick up the pace.  I'm getting close.  I feel semen fill my cock.  It erupts out of me.  I thrust with each orgasm.  This is why I love being a wolf; I keep going and going.  It takes me 5min to empty my balls.  I hold onto my Brother as he lies down on the floor.  Now I get to enjoy being tied to him for another 20min as my body tries to scrape the last of my seed from the bottom of my balls.
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I'm soft enough to pull out.  I don't make as much semen as my Brother, but 8 ounces is more than enough to make a mess.  I get my arms around him and hold on tight.  I go along for the ride as he drags me into the shower.  He squats down so I can get my feet onto the floor.  I pull out of him.  My semen pours out of him and runs down his legs.  Zack grabs hold of my softening cock and licks it clean.  

I wish we had a room just for sex.  I turn the shower on and get cleaned up.  We dry our fur just enough so we're not dripping wet.  His feet smack loudly against the floor as we return to my room.  I can't wait to have 300 pounds of wolf on top of me.  

Zack flops down on my bed and rolls onto his back.  He lays there inviting me to play with his 14.5-inch cock, and I gladly accept.  I follow right behind him.  He lifts a leg and offers it to me.  I lace my fingers into his toes.  I massage the pads of his feet.  It's like squeezing a car tire.  I grip his calf.  I need both hands, and the muscle is just as firm.  I move higher, and he flexes.  This is what I love about muscular guys.  There are so many bulging muscles to choose from.  It's amazing to think my little Brother is a medium weight.  His muscles are getting big enough that I can now see and feel the striations in his muscles, even through his fur.            

I let his leg fall to the mattress.  His balls are huge.  The baggy clothes he wears can only hide so much when he's in public.  If you look hard enough, you can figure out what he has between his legs.  The females aren't afraid to look.  They habitually throw themselves at him once they figure it out.

I'm the only one who gets to see them unobstructed by cloth.  I lick his balls as he did for me.  Only I can't get even one of them in my mouth.  Either his testicles are too big, or his skin is too tight.  Each furry orb is the size of a grapefruit.  His sheath bulges like a balloon.  Each hemisphere of his knot is comparable in size to his testicles.  Altogether it's huge and gets even bigger once it swells to its full size.

I work my fingers into his knot.  I love the shape of it.  His shaft is just as much fun to play with.  I lick at the tip and drive him to claw at the blankets.  I lube up his cock and get ready.  I look down at him, and we take a moment to examine each other's teeth with our tongues.  I nuzzled my muzzle against his and slid onto his wolf cock.  The tip goes in easily.  His shaft has filled out considerably over the last six months.  It's more challenging to slide onto it, but I've had plenty of practice.  I get down to his knot and stop for a moment.  He's gotten so big I can see his cock pushing my stomach out.

I lean back to make it even more visible.  I rub my hands over my belly and say, 'Hey Zack, look, your cock is so big now it pushes my stomach out."

My Brother runs his hand over my belly and says, "Holy shit, Alex, you're right.  I didn't realize I'd gotten that big.  I hope I don't get so big it won't fit anymore."

"I have some extra room.  It should be fine as long as you don't end up being 8 feet tall.'

I ride his cock, and I give him a show.  He watches his cock move through my belly.  It's a lot of work getting him close.  We're just getting started.  I lift myself off his thick member and climb down from the bed.

'Let's put those muscles of yours to work,' I say as I turn around.

This is a rarely used position.  What I love the most is having him on top of me.  There's nothing quite like being beneath a 300-pound wolf.  After applying a fresh layer of lube, Zack picks me up from behind my legs.  He hoists me up and lowers me onto his cock.  He pulls my legs up and crosses his arms over me.  His feet dance across the floor as he starts to thrust.  He's slow at first, but then he picks up some speed.

I do like this position.  It lets me feel his power from a different angle.  I lean my head back against his face as he drives me crazy.  Zack loves to fuck smaller guys, and I love to get fucked by my gigantic little Brother.  He's so big it feels like he's wearing me like a condom.  He lifts me and slams me down.  His knot goes in, in one swift motion.  He sits down on the bed while he's still holding me.  He hugs me tight.  He affectionately nuzzles his muzzle against mine.  I return the gesture as his knot begins to swell.  I can feel it growing larger and larger.  

'God damn, Zack, your knot gets so big when it swells."

He lifts some of his weight off of me and hugs me again.  "I love you too, Alex."

Zack gets to his feet while cradling me in his arms.  The floor creaks under our combined weight.  He was gentle at first, but now he's showing me his strength.  He lifts and lowers me in sync with his thrust to make it even more impactful.  I groan, and he growls.  He comes close and stops to catch his breath.  Neither of us wants this to end.

After his nerves cool off, he carries me to my bed.  He squats down and lets my knees rest on the mattress.  He hugs me with his legs.  I'm surrounded by soft fur and hard muscle.  His muzzle caresses the side of my face, and I lean into it.  

"You remember this position?" my Brother asked me.

I chuckle and say, "Of course I do.  It was the first time you had sex with me.  I hope I don't cum all over the ceiling this time."

He licks my muzzle and lifts my knees off of the mattress.  He thrust into me just like our first time.  This is why I like being smaller than him.  I doubt he could do this if I weighed the same as him.  He goes for as long as he can stand it.  Even he can't take it anymore.  My cock never went back inside my sheath, even though my balls were drained.  It hangs limp between my legs but is not limp for long.  I'm hard all over again.  

I know precisely when he's going to cum.  I can feel the impact of his ejaculations.  Every shot feels like a blast from a powerwasher.  He grunts with each orgasm, and I moan.  It's a good thing I went first; otherwise, the ceiling would be covered.  He hits me, and I orgasm with him.  I wish I could hit him as hard as he hits me.  I keep telling him he's missing out.  He should get fucked by a big guy at least once.  It's not as powerful as the real thing but feels so good.  

He fills me with his seed.  I can feel the volume of fluid being transferred from his balls and into me.  Five minutes of none stop orgasms soon turns into six.  I wish I had his genes.  My swollen belly tells you how much semen he can make.
  
Zack rolls onto his back and takes me with him.  I rest my head between his pecs.  A gob of semen lands on my stomach.  We both look up.  'God damn it," I think to myself.  There must have been a few drops left in my balls.

"Well, so much for not cumming all over the ceiling," says my Brother.

"Don't let me forget to clean that," I say, and we laugh.

Zack wraps his arms around me.  I grab hold of his forearms and caress his spherical biceps with my muzzle.  His orgasms don't stop; they're just dialed down.  He isn't an adult yet, but he can already tie for over 30 minutes.  I've no doubt he'll tie for an hour once he's fully grown.  We enjoy each other's bodies as we're bathed in the afterglow of sex.

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It was one of the best weekends we've had in a long time.  We skipped our workout the following morning.  Now that I have a vehicle, my Brother and our four friends could hang out all day Saturday and Sunday.

At first, I wasn't looking forward to work at all, but that changed on Saturday when Vance asked me.  "Hey, Alex, I was wondering if I could work with you guys this summer.  My parents want me to get a job, and I want to save up to get a car when I graduate, like you."

"Sure, Vance.  I'll ask Olly and see what he says."

I asked Olly right then and there.  I vouched for him.  I told him he benches 350, and that was all that he needed to hear.  I'd pick him up and bring him home; he wouldn't have to train him.  He agreed, and of course, the rules were the same for him as it's been for us.

I told Vance what we've been making, and he couldn't believe it, but I made it clear it's not easy work.  For once, I was actually looking forward to work.  I have a plan, and unfortunately, it involves money.  Our summer job started bright and early Monday morning.  

It'd been ten months since we'd seen Olly.  I pull up to Vance's house, and the huge mountain lion hops in the back.  As I drive to the job site, the three of us chat about the job and the money.  I pull up to a house and wait as Olly is running late as usual.  

Olly pulls up in the old lineman's truck and gets out.  His eyes bugged out of his head the last summer when he saw Zack.  This time he had a look of shock and fear.  At least last summer, Zack was still shorter than him, but that's not the case anymore.  We get out, and Olly quickly discovers Zack is nose-to-nose with him.  Olly's build is still greater, but even he knows that will not last much longer.  Olly is extremely muscled, except he's let himself go for years.  He tries to hide it, but we know he has a drinking problem.  It's evident in his beer gut.  His kids moved out years ago.  It's just him and his wife.  He doesn't have to work.  He has the money to retire.  He only works to give himself a break from her.  Some couples need their space, and I suspect he's one of them.

"Hey, Olly, this is Vance, our friend we told you about."

"Nice to meet you,' says Olly as they shake hands and greet each other.  'I'm guessing they told you how this works, yes?"

"Ahh, yes, sir," says Vance politely.

"Okay, good.  I'll let you guys show him the ropes."

Olly does his thing with the homeowner, and the four of us get started.  I didn't miss the sound of a chainsaw one bit.  It was great spending the day with Vance, even if we were working.  Vance is larger and stronger than I am.  He has no problem lifting heavy objects.  I caught him checking both of us out throughout the day.  I thought it was flattering.  In truth, I did the same thing; only I was less obvious about it.

I knew there was a problem when we arrived at a new job the next day.  There's no way Olly can keep up with the three of us.  I proposed a solution.  He didn't like it at first.  Especially since he's paying us under the table, but he trusts me enough not to injure myself.  In the last 2 years of doing this job, I've never touched a chainsaw other than to load it into the back of the truck.  He carries two saws with him at all times, just in case one of them breaks down.  So it worked out.  He gives me a few pointers and watches over me as I slice off branches and bisect logs in two.

I'm not as fast as he is, but I quickly make myself useful.  Zack and Vance do all the heavy work, and they manage to keep up with us.  We finished the first job with lightning speed, and it was on to the next.  I could tell Olly was initially nervous about letting an uninsured worker play around with a chainsaw.  That nervousness had evaporated by the end of the day.  

This summer is turning out to be even more brutal than it was last year.  Some of the smaller jobs took us longer to drive to the location than to do the work.  I felt the need to play the big Brother to Vance.  I'm starting to like him more and more.  It also helps that Zack is by my side the whole time.  It's easier when we aren't overwhelmed with separation anxiety.  You would expect it to be awkward, two brothers being friends with the same guy, but it works.  The three of us are all friends, but more and more, I feel all of us are moving closer to becoming best friends.

I took Vance to the bank and helped set him up with his own bank account.  I also helped him sign up for his first credit card.  He showed his parents the envelope with $1600 in it.  He tells me the next day that they thought he stole the money.  

Vance tells them, "Why would I show it to you if I stole it?" They relented and apologized.  He isn't as mistrusting of his parents as I am of mine.  His parents are the nicest I've met, but no parents are perfect.

Even though every day was a workout, none of us wanted to neglect the real thing.  We still managed to squeeze in some time in the gym here and there.  

Both Zack and I are starting to feel it.  The three of us have been together almost all day, every day, for a month.  It's become a frequent topic of conversation between us.  We'd never spent this much time with anyone before, and we were starting to like the big cat more and more.

"You know Zack, I really wish we could come out to Vance."

"Yeah, me too."

"I think he'd keep our secret, but it wouldn't help matters any.  If he knew we're gay, he might want to have sex with us, and I don't want to hurt him or Brent," I say.

"Yeah, I know,' says Zack as he leans back on the bed with a smile on his face.  'Yeah, it's too bad, too, because I'd totally love to watch him fuck you."

"Yeah, and from what Brent was saying, that cock of his is a deadly weapon."

Zack laughs and says, "You have to admit he is sexy as fuck.  All those hours in the gym have paid off.  It's ridiculous the amount of muscle he's put on."

"Yeah, it's like me watching you go from a skinny pup to, you know, what you are now.  I can only imagine what it's like for Brent."

"I know, right?  He's only like 5 feet tall, and Vance has to be at least 6 foot 6.  Brent is all done growing, but Vance isn't even done yet.  I wonder how big he can get before it no longer fits?"

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Summer vacation ends today.  Tomorrow will be my first day at university.  Unfortunately, Zack will have to take the bus and be at school by himself.  He won't be completely alone, though.  At least he'll have Vance and Jacob, but it's not the entire pack anymore.  Sometimes I wish we could be teenagers forever.

We all said our good buys to Brent earlier in the week.  He'll be on the other side of the county studying graphic design.  He could have gone to the same university I'm going to, but I don't blame him for wanting to get away from his oppressive parents and his crazy slutty sisters.  Plus, the school he chose is way better anyways.

Simon, however, changed his mind at the last minute.  He's smart like the rest of us, except he's more mechanically inclined.  He was all set to attend a school down south where it's warm all year around.  He's not canceling altogether; he's just deferring for a year.  His parents aren't wealthy.  I have a feeling they guilt-tripped him into putting it off for a year.  Someone needs to help with his two little brothers and his sister.  He plans to get a job and work and save up some money before going to school.  I have a feeling he will have a hard decision come next year.

I say my good buy to Zack.  I have a 40min drive, so I leave before him.  The week before, I scouted out the campus.  Zack and Vance went with me.  I'd taken the tour once already.  I have a map, but I wanted to familiarize myself again.  Plus, it gave us a chance to hang out.

It took a few weeks for me to adjust.  Having a vehicle changed everything.  Zack no longer takes the bus home.  Instead, he rides with Vance to his house.  From there, they walk to the gym.  His parents and his little Brother seem to like having him around.  

Once I got out of class, I'd head directly east and meet my Brother and Vance at the gym.  I always joined them late.  I aim to put on 40 more pounds, so I tend to spend more time working out than I should.  I'm not taking steroids, but it's still doable.  All of us are all-natural, but it's still harder for me than it is for Zack or Vance.  They have the genes for it.  They both build muscle as though they're taking steroids.  I don't care what people say; your genes really do matter.

If I finished early, I'd sit at the coffee/drink shop next door and work on my homework.  I haven't seen Mike from school.  One of the other employees said he went to college.  I didn't really know him that well, but it was nice to see a familiar face.  Sometimes I wish I wasn't a Sigma and had a plethora of friends.  As fun as it might be to have more friends than I would know what to do with, it's just not who I am.  

Vance would always walk home unless it was raining out.  He likes to walk it off.  Usually, I let Zack drive us home.  I wanted him to know that the SUV is just as much as his as it is mine.  More than a few times, he'd borrow it and go and hang out with Vance.  I would normally join them, but homework often gets in the way.
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