Dewy began to moan, his head aching, as he slowly woke up. The noise seemed to stir his brother Huey as well, who grunted with a similar pain. They both were starting to come around to Uncle Scrooge and Donald’s way of thinking on Cousin Fethry. Especially since he seemed to be so reckless with the crowbar after opening the elevator door, knocking both of them out.

	Their groans however had brought Fethry’s attention. “Little Donalds!” he cried as he rounded a corner, smiling with relief. It appeared he had been searching for some supplies in the underwater base. “I’m so relieved! You really took a big fall!”

	Which is what happens when your cousin swings heavy objects around like a lunatic, thought Dewy.

	“Doesn’t appear to be anything seriously wrong though, just a little bruising and concussion! Healthy things for growing young lads!” The biologist had lost none of his enthusiasm, despite injuring his family.

	Dewey was going to debate the last statement, when Huey piped up first. “Um... Cousin Fethry? Why are we both tied up?” Dewy looked down in shock as he realized he couldn’t move, rope restraining his upper body completely! Huey was in the same situation. The red capped duck strained against his bonds, though Dewy did notice that Fethry hadn’t used the same quality rope on his own restraints. The rope holding the blue clad duck was fraying quite badly.

	“Why standard medical treatment of course! Have to immobilize you so you don’t hurt yourself!”

	Fethry’s nonsense explanation brought Dewy back to the situation at hand. Huey was starting to look more and more worried, time to end this. “Well this is definitely the most reasonable time to apply that medical principal!” The blue shirted duck was failing to keep his disbelief from his voice, not that his apparent captor seemed to catch on. “Can you let us out so we can head back up!? Uncle Scrooge does expect us home for supper! Gets real cranky when we’re late.” Or he would, if they hadn’t stolen the sub. Borrowed and intending to return without refueling the tank really, nothing serious.

	Fethry looked horrified at that idea however, which did nothing to comfort the boys. He didn’t answer back immediately however, just spluttering as they watched him try to produce an excuse. “Go back? And leave me alone down here again? *ahem* Of-of course! But only after you’ve recovered. Your temperature has dropped significantly! Could be a sign of something more serious, and it wouldn’t be responsible to be somewhere without medical supplies.” The pair of triplets did feel cold, just due to the cooler temperature maintained in the lab, compared to the volcanic heated waters outside. Huey felt even colder when Fethry put his clammy hand on his forehead. “Oh no! It’s dropping rapidly! That’s not good. We’ll need to warm you up fast!”

	Huey tried to pull away from what was quickly appearing to be his fully delusional cousin, without any success or reaction from the older duck. So the book smart boy tried another approach, smiling at his cousin. “Well why don’t we go out for a swim! Waters nice and warm I bet with those geo thermic vents!” A sound suggestion with logic and positivity is what was needed to get through to this misunderstood genius.

	Dewy was nodding, though he wasn’t smiling. “Or maybe just turn the heat up? Or give us some blankets?”

	Fethry just stared at the two bound boys for minutes, lost in some thought, before snapping back to their questions. “Huh? Oh, I couldn’t expose you to the ocean in your condition! And anything else will take too long! Have to give you my own heat!” The screw loose duck suddenly grabbed the two boys, hugging them uncomfortably close and tight.

	“Uggh, always wanted to be closer to our family! Heh!” Dewy made the joke to try and lighten everything up, but he could tell Huey was not doing well by his rapid breathing. The Junior Woodchuck was letting his anxiety and fear get the best of him.

	Fethry took no note of any of the ducks reactions, just savoring the unwanted contact. It had been so long since he had been this close to anyone, even before he had come down to this abyss. He wanted more! He needed more! He closed his eyes tight, trying to focus his thoughts. This need to be with the boys, the little Donald’s that had come to see his wonderful work. But his efforts to improve their condition was not having any effect. Why they were colder than ever! His hands rubbed around their bodies, missing both their breaths catching, not understanding to cold sweat was due to discomfort, not an imaginary illness that was impossible to get from being concussed with a crowbar. It was only when he grabbed the rears of the boys, squeezing tight and rubbing them, that he got an idea that may solve the perceived problem. That it got him exactly what he wanted was just a bonus.

	“Oh, I know! Stimulation! Always warms me up on those cold nights down here! Arturo has to stay up top and stop any pirates of course, so have to take care of it all on my own!” The two boys had no idea what the older duck was talking about, and were surprised when they were pushed onto their backs. They felt slightly relived at first, since they weren’t so close to  their unstable cousin, but that was vaporized as Fethry’s hands reached to their most private places, stroking their little dicks and rubbing their balls. His hands were so big, but gentle. They did possess a clear, unstoppable desire however, running prepubescent dicks between their fingers, caressing and stroking the still soft flesh.

	The boys could only cry out and gasp as they were touched in ways that they had never experienced before. They didn’t know what was happening, not really, but they knew it was wrong. The pleasure that the soft clammy hands gave wasn’t enough to overcome thatawkwardness, not helped by their seeming uncaring nature. The hands only wanted to touch, to feel, to give Fethry sensation, whatever he deluded himself into believing.

	Huey gulped back his stomach, tears forming in his eyes as he started to plead.  “Fethry please don’t do this! We’ll go back up, pretend this never happened! We’ll even....”. The words died on Huey’s beak as he looked down and saw his cousin’s own member, hard and almost pulsing with need.

	Fethry didn’t even process the words, just his boys making noise. “Hush Little Donald One, it’s all part of the healing process.” He frowned as he squeezed the dicks of the two, not satisfied that they were only half hard, and not understanding why. “Ohhhh, this isn’t working
as well as I’d hope! Looks like we have to heat your cores more directly.” Both of the brothers looked at the hard cock now, full understanding no longer deniable to them.

	“Nope! That’s it, I’m done and out!” Dewey suddenly broke an arm free of his ropes to the surprise of the other two. When he had been released onto his back, he had hit a bolt not properly driven into the floor. Shoddy workmanship, but helpful for rubbing against the already worn rope, once the impact from it driving into his back stopped hurting of course. Dewey’s freedom was short lived however, as he was barely off his back before he slammed down again by Fethry. The too struggled desperation on the younger face while annoyed anger covered the elder. Dewey squirmed and shouted, kicking his cousin, trying in vain to get some leverage, tearing his shirt while pulling away from grabbing hands. Fethry finally had enough, raising his fist and punching Dewey in the face. The boys head slammed back to the steel, the impacts dazing him and stopping his struggles for the moment.

	Fethry seemed to switch from anger back to concern when he realized Dewey had stopped his escape. He shook his head sadly and held the free arm down. “See Little Donald Two? That’s what happens when you try to move when you’re not well! You can fall and hurt yourself! I need to warm you up right away.”

	Fethry positioned his cock right at Dewey’s entrance, starting to push inside, panicking the duck. “No, nononononon N-Argh!” The much larger dick pushed past the tight ring, Dewey’s screams becoming unintelligible as he was raped by his cousin. The cock pulled out just a little before pushing in further, penetrating deeper into the squeezing cavern. Fethry was lost in delight at the sensations, ignoring the tears the violation was causing to stream down his cousins face from a rapidly swelling eye. Huey was crying too while looking away, unable to watch his brother be fucked, knowing he would be next.

	Fethry started to pound deeper into the smaller duck, getting closer to his climax and trying to get his dick as far in as possible, to better warm Dewey up of course! His moans showed how much he was enjoying it, however. “Ah! You know it’s a goood thing that I’m here to help you both with this!” Fethry exclaimed as he started to slow his hips. “I’m sure Scrooge hasss gone over safety steps with both of you! I, oh my, know it’s unpleasant, but a little gratitude for the help would be NICE!” The last word was marked by a flow of cum flooding into Dewey, Fethry riding his climax out. The blue clad duck felt something break inside him as he was filled up, excess cum spilling out of his rear. Everything finally felt as cold as Fethry insisted and Dewey felt his body go limp as the cock pulled out of him, rolling onto his side while shivering. He looked at still looking away in shame. Dewey wanted to comfort him, wanted to confirm there was nothing he could of done, but the words just wouldn’t come out of his beak. Instead Dewey could only watch as their cousin got up and positioned himself to do the same to Huey.

	As the red clad duck felt the cock press against his entrance, he screwed his eyes shut. His mind raced trying to find any way out of this! But he knew he was trapped, no way to avoid the same thing that had happened to Dewey. Accepting that fact, his mind switched gears. If there was no way to avoid it, how could he affect it. Huey pushed everything out except cold logic, analyzing the problem from every angle he could. He couldn’t make it hurt less or fight back, Dewey had shown that. But was there a way to speed it up, get it over quicker? So that they could both get the help they needed sooner. Fethry had suggested that he wanted to feel appreciated in addition to gaining the missing sensations he had been absent in his isolation, maybe that was the key? Giving him that extra attention might be helpful. At the very least it couldn’t make it any worse, Huey thought.

	“Thank you Cousin Fethry for taking care of us! It good to know we have such an attentive AHHHHHH!” Even before being interrupted by the dick thrusting inside him, lubed only by his previous cum, Huey’s tone wasn’t at all convincing. Fethry hadn’t noticed that before however, being lost in his own world, and that certainly wasn’t changing now.

	“Your welcome Little Donald One! I know this hasn’t been the best trip, but that’s just part of the risks of exploration. You understand that don’t you? How important it is to always strive to push the boundaries of understanding, even by just a small amount?” Fethry seemed to be a little desperate to be understood, grabbing on to the compliment and missing all the context, such as his cock painfully stretching the tail hole of the small duck under him. “I think you do. As soon as you stepped onboard I got the feeling that you were like me, hungry for knowledge, focused on things that others dismiss as weird! Well, they can call us weird if they like! Geniuses like us will just stick together.” 

	Huey didn’t know what was worse, the painful fucking he was receiving, the disturbingly apt comparison Fethry made to him, or the suggestion that they would be spending more time together! Dewey’s non swollen eye became wide in fear at the last idea, shivering even more, while Fethry finally became aware of the smallest, most irrelevant thing in the real world about Huey.

	“Oh! Little Donald One, your hat fell off! Not to worry, you can have mine.” Fethry pulled off his stoking cap and placed on the boy’s head, just as his hips started to slow in their pumping, nearing another climax. Stroking Huey’s cheek, Fethery suddenly shoved his head forward for a deep and passionate kiss. At the same time he hilted all his cock within the hole, cum surging from his member to paint his victim’s insides, almost staining them with the experience of the rape.

	Finally satisfied, Fethry pulled out of Huey with a wet pop. “There we are! All warmed up!” The red clad duck was making little babbling noises while Dewey was still almost catatonic. The older duck wide himself and the two boys off with a towel, getting rid of all the evidence. However, at long last something finally began the tug at the back of Fethry’s mind. Some small trace of decency that had survived the maddening isolation told him that what he had done was wrong. As he got the damaged ducks onto their feet, he gave a slightly guilty smile. “Maybe we shouldn’t tell Uncle Scrooge about all this hmm? Wouldn’t be happy with any of us I think, being a bit more careless in our quest for knowledge than we should have been. If he asks, just say you had a run in with some heat stealing worms! Get them often enough any way.”

	Fethry guided his two young cousins back to the elevator to the surface, to safety. “You have to come back though!” He said off handed as they began to ascend, missing one last time the horrified expressions on the faces of the boys. “I still haven’t shown you my discovery!”