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I apologize if it's rough in parts. I had this idea and really just wanted to get it finished. If you like it, let me know and I might add more.", "writing": "\t``Are you about ready, honey?''\n\n\tA voice yelped from the bedroom.\n\n\t``Honey? You can't have fallen over already.''\n\n\t``I'm fine!'' Said the voice.\n\n\t``I don't believe you.'' The slender dog said with a smile creeping across his lips. I've seen this procedure a million times before, but it never fails to amuse us. Denton, the voice from the back of the cabin, always seems to find a way to hurt himself before going out on a nice romantic dinner with his husband, Remy, who has infinite patience and is currently waiting at the door for his large, darkly furred feline to finally finish bumbling about.\n\n\t``I've told you. We have to change that bed frame.'' Denton made his way out of the apparent safety hazard in the back of the house. Tonight, he slicked his hair to the side and brushed the fur on his face down. They must be staying out late if he put that much work into his appearance. It's not that my two dads are slobs, in fact, if Remy was ever not in a heavily layered and appareled outfit, it'd mean that he was supplanted by an alien clone. Denton, however, rarely wore much more than a tank. I can't blame him either. He's put a lot of time and effort into his muscles and it shows. It's a wonder that Remy doesn't have to fight the many passersby of every gender, that ogle his man. Remy isn't much of a man of physical action, though his stare is deadly. I've been on the receiving end of that lethal glare many more times than I want to admit. It's what happens when you are the older sister to such an obnoxious younger brother. Honestly, me making fun of him is just nature at work. I shouldn't be punished for something outside of my control.\n\n\t``We did, last year.'' Remy ran his fingers along the bulging seams of the coat Denton had squeezed in.\n\n\t``What? No, that's the same one.''\n\n\t``The last one was black.''\n\n\t``...What color is this one?''\n\n\t``Blue. You know, it might help you out if you turned the light on when trying to find things back there.'' Remy punctuated his teasing with a kiss.\n\n\t``I hate wasting energy when I don't need to!'' Denton huffed and slid on some sneakers.\n\n\t``It's not like a bedframe can hurt him, anyway. He's ninety percent muscle,'' I chimed in from the living room.\n\n\t``I'm. very. Sensitive!'' Denton's words were forced into the room like his meaty feet into those overworn shoes he refused to replace.\n\n\tRemy came over and gave me and my brother goodbye smooches on our heads. Micah, my brother, remained transfixed with the game he was playing. I hopped up and gave my two days a big hug.\n\n\t``What are you two up to tonight?'' I asked innocently, hoping they would be out late enough that they'd give us money for dinner.\n\n\tRemy sniffed out my true intention immediately. ``We'll be out late, and maybe all night. The money for dinner is on the counter.''\n\n\tI ran over to collect my earnings for watching over my brother. Remy continued: ``And to answer your question. We're headed into town. There's an...event I wanted to take your dad to.''\n\n\t``Babe! They don't want to hear about the leather party!'' Denton interrupted from the breezeway.\n\n\tRemy smiled with defeat. ``Well, yes, they probably would've liked to avoid hearing that.''\n\n\t``What's a leather party?'' Micah asked from the living room with his same stupid voice as usual.\n\n\t``It's a dress-up dinner, in a sense. For adults.'' Our dads weren't all that shy about sex stuff with us, at least when it came to talking about it in a broad sense. Hell, it wasn't uncommon for one or both of them to trapse around completely nude, but when it came to their sexual exploits, they relied on euphemisms to get the point across. I would understand, but normally that'd just confuse Micah, who'd have to have the whole thing practically spelled out to him, which would be more awkward than just explaining it all in the first place.\n\n\t``Oh. Ok.'' Micah returned to his game. I guess this time he figured it out.\n\n\t``Alright. I'm ready.'' Denton stepped into the main living space. He was rather dashing in his fancy outfit. In fact, they both were. Even on their worst days, the two of them always looked pretty good. Not that my dads' attractiveness was something I thought about a lot. It was something I could be thankful to them for. My brother and I aren't adopted. They used some type of surrogate system to get children. If it wasn't for the fact that I am a puma and Micah is a lab, I would've thought our biological dads were switched. Remy and I are kindred spirits personality-wise, and though I love him deeply, Denton makes up for in muscle what he doesn't have in academics. Micah definitely inherited that from him. And though I'm not beefy like Denton, I do have some muscle. I'm tall, taller than Remy, with a body I can be proud of. Micah is small and slender like Remy, and I guess he does look a lot like him, which means he looks pretty ok. Not that I would ever tell him that.\n\n\t``You two be safe, ok? The woods can be dangerous when it gets dark.'' Remy grabbed my hand, ``And don't pester your brother too much, ok? This is supposed to be a fun time for everyone.''\n\n\t``But he likes being bullied!''\n\n\t``Piper. I'm serious.''\n\n\t``Ugh fine,'' I relented. His eyes started to do the thing that was really scary and I couldn't ruin a night without parents before it even began.\n\n\t``Love you!'' The dads said on their way out the cabin.\n\n\t``Love you too.'' Us kids replied. After a moment of waiting for them to pull out of the driveway, the night was finally ours. Or really, the night was mine. You see, I mentioned earlier that the dads sometimes wander around in their birthday suits. They said it was to let us all be more comfortable with our bodies, and for the most part it has. It's not often that all of us are naked, it's much more of a I'm-tired-and-don't-want-to-put-on-clothes thing. However, now that we've gotten older, us kids have opted to wear clothes more often than we used to. I noticed it a few years ago when I hadn't seen Micah run balls out around the house for a few weeks. When we took our family vacation to the cabin, I noticed Micah using the patio shower with swim trunks on. I finally put it together when after that shower, he had a quite the tent in those wet trunks. Obviously, I teased him for it. That has been going on ever since. I would see him getting all flustered for one reason or another and I would tease him about it. A few weeks ago, apparently the teasing when a little too far and I got the death stare from Remy. Since then, I've had to be much more subtle about it, but Micah is just so oblivious that it hasn't worked. That's why I've been so excited for this cabin trip. I know it's supposed to be about family bonding, but I knew that one of these nights the dads would use as a date night, which would mean I would have free reign to bother Micah as much as I wanted. Poor guy didn't know what was in store for him.\n\n\tOk, so you might be thinking, like, why would you want to give your brother a boner? Isn't that gross? And the answer is yes. That's the point. Except most people can control themselves enough to not get erections around their family. Micah is not most people. On top of it he gets so embarrassed about it, and I would do almost anything to watch him squirm.\n\n\tBecause of my ``probation,'' I still had to be subtle enough to where I could claim denial if Micah cries to dad for teasing him. To get around this, I had concocted a perfect plan to get exactly what I wanted. The first step was asking him about dinner. Since he was so locked into his game, I'd have to lean over the couch to get his attention. His eyes right in line with my chest.\n\n\t``Hey Micah.'' I slid my body forward on the cushion until I had achieved optimal position. \n\n\t``Hm?'' Micah answered without looking.\n\n\t``Micah.''\n\n\t``Hm.'' He grunted. Again, not looking.\n\n\t``Micah!'' \n\n\t``What?'' He looked towards me, only to be greeted by my well-positioned breasts.\n\n\t``What would you like for dinner?''\n\n\t``Uh...'' He lingered a bit longer than he should have on what my shirt was covering before looking at me properly, some frustration already building on his face. ``Just pepperoni is fine.'' He turned back to his game. Plan executed perfectly.\n\n\t``Sounds good. I'll go ahead and put the order in.''\n\n\t``Thanks.'' He was now fully engaged with his game. If my plan was going to work, I'd need to compete with his stupid video games. Whatever. \n\n\tAfter a droll call with the local pizza place, I leaned against the counter and pondered my next moves. The woman at the other end of the line gave me an hour ETA, which was more than enough time to get some good shenanigans in, but the question came down to what exactly would be best to get the distracted dog with. I probably wouldn't be able to steal his attention completely until the pizza got here, so I'd either have to wait - bad option - or do something really brazen. However, it couldn't be too obvious or Micah would complain to dad again. I got a little lost watching Micah play his game. It was some space game. Micah had gotten himself chatting up some sexy blue alien. \n\n\t``...Ah, I guess it's time to hit the showers.'' Micah's masculine character blurted out.\n\n\t``Maybe I could take a peek?'' The sexy blue alien looked flustered with her flirt.\n\n\t``The showers are gendered. Only men allowed.'' His dumb character was as oblivious as he was. \n\n\tOh wait! A shower! We have that silly outdoor shower on the patio. It's really nice to use, especially as the sun goes down over the forest and you can see all the way down into the valley. Normally, the shower user would close the curtain that faces into the living room, however, sometimes I'm just so flighty that I forget about the silly curtain. This is the perfect idea! \n\n\t``Hey Micah.''\n\n\t``Hmm?'' Micah never looked back.\n\n\t``Pizza will be about an hour. I'm gonna take a shower.'' He won't suspect a thing.\n\n\t``Ok.'' \n\n\tHis big, floppy lab ears drooped back to the sides of his head. There was something kind of adorable about him. His ears that could never perk up all the way. His big black patch of fur across the side of his neck. Something about the top of his head always invited a vigorous rub. His general aloofness. If he wasn't my brother, it'd be hard to be mean to him. But all of that also makes it so much more satisfying to irritate him. The way his snout turns red when he gets embarrassed. His big doggy eyes and the way they would beg. He really just screams ``I need to be bullied.'' As his big sister, it's my job to teach him how to deal with bullies. I'm just giving him first-hand experience.\n\n\tI slid out of my shorts in the kitchen. I bundled them up and gave him a drive-by noogie with the clothing. Micah yelled and threw the shorts back at me as I laughed and ran to my room. I gathered the things I needed for the shower: Shampoo, conditioner, some brushes and whatnot and shoved them into a bag. Last thing to do was undress and commence the festivities. I caught a glimpse of myself in the bedroom mirror. I really was looking pretty good. My black fur was dark and consistent across my whole body; sleek and orderly, not a strand out of place. I slipped out of my boring t-shirt and continued admiring myself. A bra and boy shorts was all that remained on. Even like this, I could see why people thought of me as a tomboy. The genes that I inherited from Denton didn't much help with the whole ``feminine'' look, but I could beat up just about any boy that tried to make fun of me. I sighed. It's not that I hated looking the way I do, I guess sometimes I wish that I could put on a dress without my shoulders looking as square as a cardboard box. Ugh. Whatever. I'm getting distracted. I unlatched my bra and stepped out of my underwear. Now I look pretty feminine. I grabbed my boobs in my paws and jiggled them a bit, enjoying their heft and bounce. I did another spin in the mirror, checking out the rest of myself one last time before venturing out to the shower. This'll more than do the job. I chuckled at myself before covering up in a towel and making my way to the shower.\n\n\tMicah remained transfixed with his silly game. I'll give him a show he can't ignore. I slid the big glass door to the side, and in the process ``accidentally'' lost the grip on my towel.\n\n\t``Oops!'' I yelped in maybe a bit too obvious of a way.\n\n\tIn my incredibly poor show of dexterity, I used the reflection in the glass to peep a glance at my brother. He was definitely getting his money worth of my bare cheeks. I wonder what he thinks when he sees me like this. Does it annoy him that he can't stop himself from looking? Is he secretly into it? Either way, I needed to call him out. \n\n\tI grabbed my towel and whipped around to face Micah. ``You perv! Trying to sneak a peek of your sister!''\n\n\t``No, I wasn't!'' Micah blushed and aggressively looked at his game.\n\n\t``I could see you in the reflection, moron!'' \n\n\t``No! I wasn't looking at you!'' Micah shrunk into himself, squeezing his legs together and using his ears to cover his face.\n\n\t``Oh, so you wouldn't take any chance to see a sexy, naked girl?'' I giggled at his squirming.\n\n\t``Stop! Leave me alone.'' He looked like he was actually getting a bit upset. Alright, I'll leave him alone for now. I got a whole night to tease him. I can't waste it all right now.\n\n\t``Alright, alright, I was just kidding. Have fun with your game.'' \n\n\t``Thanks.'' \n\n\tWith that he was fully into his game and I slid out to the patio. It was still quite warm out, even though the sun was long past over the horizon. It was early enough in the night that the sky was still a bit blue, but the first stars were starting to be visible. Truly a perfect moment to enjoy the outdoor shower. I stepped in and looked back at the doofus still set up in the living room. Maybe leaving the curtain open all the way would be too obvious. However, I could just mostly close it, leaving Micah with a sneaky little window into what I was doing in here. Perfect idea. I turned the water on and waited for it to be nice and steamy. Micah glanced a few times in my direction, each time catching my eye and getting all flustered again. I smirked. This will go exactly the way I want it to.\n\n\tI hung my towel on the outside of the shower and slid the curtain mostly closed. Even though it was dark out, the powerful patio light would allow Micah to get the show he didn't want. I got one last peek of my brother playing his game, before slipping under the stream. \n\n\tThe hot water was heavenly. The liquid seeped under my fur and ran along the curves of my body. Wow, maybe I needed this more than I thought. I shivered with the high temperature, and practically melted under the flow. The water falling against my skull and between my ears was hypnotic, and my thoughts flew free like the water bouncing off of me. There was something exciting about turning someone else on. Micah was an idiot, but he was genuine. He couldn't hide his feelings even if his life depended on it, and there was no denying that I could turn him on. My paws wandered along my chest, resting gently on my nipples. Not like I would actually want him to do anything about it. That would be gross. But watching him squirm and get all flustered...I peered out the slightly open curtain. He wasn't currently watching, but he did seem less focused than earlier. Gotta up my game. I pulled the curtain open further. I squeezed some soap into my paws and foamed it up. I wonder if he gets all worked up in places other than his face. Maybe when he shrinks into himself like that, he's hiding what's between his legs. I can really get him that excited just with my body? That thought coincided with my paws on my chest again, slowly rubbing my increasingly sensitive nipples. What an idiot. Can't even control himself around his sister. My hands wandered with my thoughts. If he gets that excited just by getting a peep, what would happen if I sat in his lap? Would I be able to feel him straining his pants? \n\n\tA high-pitched moan escaped my lips. My paw pads had found themselves in the sensitive flesh between my thighs. Ugh. I can't get myself that worked up over him. I don't even like him. It's just the fact that he's so easy to tease that's exciting. I peered back into the living room, just in time to see Micah turn back to his game, his cheeks lightly flushed. Well, at least he caught the show. If that's the way that I'm gonna react, I guess I can't really tease him for watching.\n\n\tI finished lathering up with the foam and soaked in the steady flow of the shower. I couldn't shake this buzz that was building. For all the times that I had joked and did other normal sibling ribbings with Micah, this was the first time I started to get something deeper. I peered back out at the gamer. He was back to being locked in, completely oblivious to the world around him. I could really turn him on and he wouldn't do anything about it except get embarrassed. Like, I could make him pop the most inappropriate boner, available for public viewing, and he wouldn't know what to do. I'd obviously have to coax it out of him, but as long as it's under the guise of older-sibling teasing privilege, he would be wholly in my command. This train of thought brought a warmth inside me independent of the shower. It built within the depths of my groin and spread about. My one paw held the curtain as the other dipped back between my thighs. The sheer scope of what I could get away with was suddenly coming to me. Naked was one thing, and it was easy and it worked. What about something more devious? There were blankets abound in the living room. What if I touched myself under a cover? Would he be able to smell it? Would that work him up too? A paw pad massaged my clit, sending a shiver through my body and making my knees buckle. Wow. I feel drunk with this...power over my nerdy brother. What would he do if he was so turned on that he was bursting out of his pants? I could really get away with anything. I moaned as my digits slipped into my body. Oh man, this was going to be a good night. \n\n\tAfter taking a deep breath of the warm, twilight air, I turned off the shower. If I was going to do this properly, I would have to control myself. Whatever I did I had to do with enough subtlety as keep plausible deniability. First though, I have to get dressed, and the pizza will show up at some point. Patience is key. I pulled the towel down and wrapped myself up. A journey back through the living room was silent. Micah either doesn't want to acknowledge what he saw, or he already forgot. That ok. I'll make sure he remembers. Back in my room, I rummaged through my clothes. I had just picked a shirt and some sweatpants when a small piece of cloth tumbled out onto the ground. It was red and black plaid, very reminiscent of - oh my god. It was a school-girl skirt. This was not something I ever wore. I got it a few months ago at the behest of one of my friends. The venture to get it is a story for another time, and to her credit, it shows off my assets. It wasn't very practical though, and I've never been a skirt person, so it quickly got shoved into an ever-growing pile of laundry. I picked up the wayward clothing and slipped into it. It definitely didn't cover a lot. That's the point, the intrusive thoughts regained their earlier steam. He wouldn't be able to keep himself from looking. Right, and I must have a top here somewhere that would drive the point home. I found I small black tee that let some cleavage show. Looking good. I turned in the mirror, checking all the angles. My panties were on display. Their dark color nearly blending in with my fur. Take them off. My eyes got wide. I hooked a thumb on the material and pulled it down. You're practically naked. My ass was bare, and a look from the wrong angle meant my pussy was joining the party. No, no, that's too far. Underwear stays on. I climbed back into the dark panties and did one last check in the mirror. Perfect. \n\n\tI strode back into the living room and watched the game play out from behind the couch. Micah was on some shooting section methodically hiding behind various objects and popping out to fire a few shots. An enemy snuck behind him and killed him. The lab groaned as he was spawned back at the beginning of the section. Bad luck. Stop getting distracted. Right. I could still watch, just in the view of my brother. \n\n\tI stepped into the living room and resumed watching, this time, standing between the dog and the tv, but not directly blocking the screen. His character didn't move. I looked back at Micah, who looked like he was about to say something, but then quickly closed his mouth. \n\n\t``Am I in the way?'' I asked genuinely.\n\n\t``Uh...no.'' He looked down.\n\n\t``What game is this?'' \n\n\t``It's, uh, it's called Matter Effect. It's a sci-fi, shooter game.'' He looked back up, happy to be talking about the game.\n\n\tI looked back to the screen. ``It looks really pretty.''\n\n\tMicah nodded. ``Yeah the graphics really hold up. Also the story is really good. You can, like, build all these relationships with the characters over the series, which means the game is different every time you play.'' \n\n\tThat actually sounded really cool. I never got that into gaming. I was busy growing up, and as a girl, it wasn't something that any of my friends did. Most of what I know is from watching my brother play. ``Is that what you were doing with that blue alien I saw earlier?'' \n\n\tHe blushed and smiled. ``Oh yeah, but I'm not trying to romance her.''\n\n\t``Why not? She's hot.''\n\n\tHis blush got deeper. ``Uh, yeah, but I've romanced her before, so I wanted to do someone else.''\n\n\t``Ah, ok. You can't have a threesome?'' I joked.\n\n\t``No, the game won't let you.'' Micah kept looking over me, though it was tough to decipher what he was thinking.\n\n\t``Oh. A shame.'' I turned back to the game. \n\n\tThe characters remained stationary. I heard Micah open his mouth, then close it again. What was going on with him? ``Are you waiting for something?'' I offered.\n\n\t``Oh, no, uh...wh - is that skirt new?''\n\n\t``This? I got it a few months ago. Found it as I was going through stuff, thought I might as well try it on. What do you think?'' I turned and modeled it for him a bit. He seemed nearly hypnotized.\n\n\t``It - it looks good, uh, but I can see your underwear.'' He blushed and looked away.\n\n\tWhat a nerd. ``Well, it's just you right? No one else is gonna see anything tonight.''\n\n\tHe smiled. I think he was expecting some verbal jab, but none came. ``Yeah right.'' \n\n\t``Don't let me distract you.'' I motioned back to the screen.\n\n\t``Right, yeah.'' Micah resumed his gaming position and his characters started moving across the screen again. \n\n\tWhile watching the game, the warmth from earlier made a soft comeback. I could feel my face start to flush while imagining what Micah was thinking. Maybe it was time to give him a better view of everything. Micah's collection of games filled a shelf below the television, about waist-high. I bent over to get a better view of the titles. Game after game of things I didn't really understand. This did, however, give my brother a full face of my ass. Cheek to cheek and only covered with some dark panties. I took my time scanning each title. \n\n\t``What about these games?'' \n\n\t``What? Uh...'' I heard his character getting shot. You died played from the speakers. \n\n\t``Oh shoot, did I distract you? Sorry about that.'' I was genuine. The teasing will come later. \n\n\t``Oh, it's ok...'' His voice trailed off.\n\n\tI plapped a paw on one of my ass-cheeks. ``Are you sure it wasn't all this cake that got you killed?'' I laughed.\n\n\t``Uh...'' He seemed to have lost the ability to use language.\n\n\tI turned to look at him, one eyebrow up and a smirk to match the prankful nature of my mood. Micah was spellbound. His mouth drooped slightly ajar and his paws held loosely on to the controller. In between his legs was an unmistakable tent. I lightly massaged my butt, lost in his reaction. He was so turned on. His straining shorts throbbed to the tempo of his heartbeat. Was that his cock? Was he really throbbing just to my covered ass? I gripped and pulled on the meat of my bottom. Does he know he's just staring? I felt the warmth fill my body. What if I did more? I slowly moved my paw closer to my holes. What would he do if he really got a look at me? I slid the dark fabric to the side, baring my asshole to my entranced brother. My paw pads rimmed the fairer flesh around my hole, the puckered nature flexing lightly. Micah's body reacted. His face visibly blushed and he started panting softly. His cock strained more against its cloth prison. The light fabric starting to stain with each pulse. What if I showed him even more? My paw moved precipitously along the curve of my body, tugging away the dark panties as they made their journey, the moist cloth cupping the soft under-flesh. What if he saw it all?\n\n\tDing-Dong! \n\n\tThe sudden ring of the doorbell snapped us back into reality. We remained frozen, as if our consciousnesses rebooted. It was unbelievably quiet, as if us not acknowledging what just happened would mean it didn't happen. I slowly but deliberately unhooked the back of my panties, the soft snap of the fabric against my body echoing louder than gong. We kept eye contact. Micah seemed even more stuck in the `freeze' survival instinct than I was. His formerly flush face gaunt and his body stock still. Even his previously twitchy prick got the memo. \n\n\tKNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!\n\n\tThe insistence of the person at the door forced the issue.\n\n\t``Must be the pizza. I'll get it.'' There was an uncomfortable robotic quality to the words forced from my mouth. Quickly returning to a normal, standing pose, I broke eye contact with my brother and answered the door. \n\n\t``Uh, one large pepperoni pizza?'' The young buck recited. \n\n\t``Yes, thank you.'' I grabbed the pizza from his upturned hoof. \n\n\tHe protested. ``Wait, you have to pay for it.''\n\n\t``Oh, right, yes. One second.''\n\n\tI closed the door and grabbed the cash off the counter. Against my better judgement, I glanced over to the couch. Micah was gone. \n\n\tOpening the door left me with the increasingly peeved buck with the increasingly cold pizza. ``Yes, here you go. Keep the change.''\n\n\t``Thank you for ordering from - ''\n\n\tI shut the door and winced. Didn't mean to cut him off like that. \n\n\t``Pizza!'' \n\n\tNo response.\n\n\t``You ok? It's gonna get cold.''\n\n\t``...Yeah.'' Definitely in the bathroom.\n\n\t``Are you going to eat some?''\n\n\t``Yes, one second!'' \n\n\t``You better not be jerking it back there.'' That otherwise common ribbing from me really landed differently in this moment. Micah's lack of immediate response inspired little confidence in a sense of normalcy. Maybe I finally took it all too far. I should check in on him.\n\n\t``Micah?'' I tentatively made my way down the hall. The bathroom light glowed from under the closed door. I put my ear up against the wood. All I could hear was light panting, or...sobbing. I made him cry. Damn it. I need to apologize.\n\n\t``Hey, Micah I'm sorry - '' I opened the door to find my brother rhythmically pumping his very swollen cock. His paw gripped his bright pink shaft, pulling his flesh up to the free-flowing tip of his canid penis. Pre drooled over his digits and along the tennis-ball sized knot and furiously bouncing furred balls. It took him a moment too long to realize his sister had burst into the room, clearly lost in the fervor of stroking his manhood. I had never seen Micah in his full glory, but I never expected it to be so big. His full cock must be almost 10 inches when including that swollen knot at the base. How did he manage to hide that at all?\n\n\t``Ah!'' Micah tried in a desperate scramble to cover himself, his rocket betraying any real attempt at modesty. It flicked up and sprayed his face with a line of precum.\n\n\t``The pizza...'' I mumbled, still locking eyes with the feral beast between my brother's thighs. \n\n\t``Yeah - yeah I - can you - '' Micah stuttered, motioning in a flail towards the door.\n\n\t``Right, yeah. I'll wait outside.''\n\n\tI stepped back out of the bathroom and closed the door. As I stood in the dark hallway, I watched my brother jerking off in my mind's eye. How does he keep any clothes on with that? The imaginary Micah slid his paw around the fleshy base. It was so leaky too. The massive canine cock pumped clear strands of liquid into the air. He got that worked up...just from me. The fantasy burned deep in my body. My cheeks grew warm and the buzzing from earlier in the night filled my head. \n\n\tThe door swung open and a decidedly red Micah made his way out. He walked slightly hunched over, probably due to the cock-shaped lump under his pants. \n\n\t``Sorry about walking in,'' I offered, ``on, uh - '' \n\n\t``It's ok.'' Micah adjusted himself and ambled his way to the pizza presented on the table. I followed tepidly.\n\n\tAs the pizza was dispensed and consumed, I thought it would be a great idea to break the weighty silence.\n\n\t``Did you at least get to finish?''\n\n\t``What?'' Micah followed through on the hanging piece of cheese dangling from the slice.\n\n\t``It seemed like you were pretty close back there.''\n\n\t``What are you...'' Micah was interrupted by a conspicuous thumb pointing towards the bathroom.\n\n\t``A cock that big must be uncomfortable stuffed in your pants,'' I verbally poked him. \n\nMicah hid behind his ears and shrunk into himself. ``Y - yeah it can be.''\n\nI smirked. ``I can imagine it'd be hard to keep all the girls off of you. One look at that and they wouldn't be able to control themselves.'' \n\nMicah kept his eyes down, idly playing with a loose strand of cheese. ``I've - I've never...No one's ever seen it before.''\n\n``Why not? A cute guy like you should be able to get a few crushes.'' \n\nMicah grew beet red. ``I...uh...''\n\nI let out a soft purr and leaned into the interrogation. ``Can't control yourself around them?''\n\n``N - No!'' Micah's struggle was as much as an affirmative as I needed. \n\nTime to go in for the kill. ``Pop a big tent in your pants whenever you see us jogging by?''\n\n``No!''\n\n``Which is your favorite? The top or the bottom?'' I held my tits in my paws for effect.\n\nMicah glanced up and quickly hid himself even more. ``I - I can't help it!''\n\n``Bet you're bursting out of your seams right now.''\n\nMicah looked up, defiant. ``I'm - I'm not!''\n\nI smirked and sat back in my chair. ``Ok. Prove it. Stand up right now.''\n\nThe canine's defiance quickly melted into fear. ``I - I - ''\n\n``Stand up. Right now. Prove that you can actually control yourself.''\n\nMicah visibly gulped. He turned his head away from me and stood up, pushing his chair back. Sure enough, his meaty cock was pulsing down the left side of his pants punctuated by a damp spot at the tip. The buzzing in my body returned in full force. Him standing there, letting his penis throb in full view, reawakened what took me over earlier. He's so turned on. I bit my lip. Just from me.\n\n``I can't control myself, ok? I see a sexy lady and I get all hot and then my body goes crazy. I get it, ok? You can stop making fun of me.'' Micah let his head droop. \n\nSuddenly, I felt for him. It really must be difficult if he can't reign his monster in. He's just a shy dog cursed with an over-active penis. And, wait, did he just call me a sexy lady? ``Do you think I'm sexy?'' \n\nMicah looked up and nodded before covering his eyes with his ears. ``But then you just make fun of me, and I can't help it!'' His words started to get caught up in his throat. Paws flew to his face.\n\n``No, no, hey. I'm sorry. I didn't understand, ok?'' I moved around the table and wrapped my brother in my arms. He hugged me back, his slender limbs wrapping around my shoulders. We stood there, embracing, while Micah caught his breath. I ran my digits through the fur between his ears and he snuggled up against me. Unfortunately, his body didn't quite understand what was going on, and I felt a warm mass press against my upper thigh. For all this roller coaster of a night, I was still as pent up as he was, and his re-awakened cock sent a shiver through my body.\n\n``Uh, Micah?''\n\n``Hm?''\n\n``Uh, how would you feel if I helped take care of your, uh, problem?''\n\nHe pulled away from me slightly. ``Like...''\n\nI nodded towards the couch. ``Make yourself comfortable.''\n\nHe nodded and we let go. We rounded the couch on opposite sides and he sat in the corner of the cushions, one leg on the ground and the other wedged deep in the couch. His manhood on display in his pants. I stood over him, waiting for him to settle. He looked up at me, equal parts expectant and cautious.\n\n``You called me sexy.'' I smiled at him.\n\n``Uh, yeah?''\n\n``What do you like the most?'' I modeled for him. I pushed my boobs together and turned to pop out my ass.\n\nMicah blushed and hid in himself once again, but this time I caught him smiling. ``Can I see your boobs?''\n\nI had to catch a giggle before it escaped my lips. There he was, horned up to the max, asking about my boobs. I grabbed the tank from the bottom and slipped it over my head. The earlier change of clothes left me without a bra so my shapely chest bore freely to the dog. \n\n``How's this?'' I lightly pushed my nipples. Micah looked up and his jaw literally dropped. His tongue lolled out and his bulge grew precipitously. He really can't hide anything, can't he? I couldn't stop myself from watching his reaction. With every pump of blood through his body, his pants grew tighter. The tip of his cock was visible in outline, trying everything in its power to be free. \n\n``Take off your pants.'' I purred. Micah nodded slowly, spellbound, and did as he was commanded. He fumbled with the clasp as his ever-enlarging cock was making the maneuver trickier than usual. Once he succeeded, his fly flew open and his engorged meat used its pent-up tension to force its way out the top of his underwear. It was red and needy; already pearls of pre summoned themselves and drooled onto his stomach. Wow. My breathing deepened watching the show of his libido and warmth spread throughout my extremities. The buzzing intensified. A shiver shot through my spine. This was all mine now. \n\nI knelt down between Micah's legs at the edge of the couch. Up close, it was even more magnificent. I could see his flesh expand with every passing moment. I grabbed at the edge of his boyish undies, glancing up at his face to watch his reaction. His face was red and he was beginning to pant. The intensity of all the new feelings overwhelming his motor functions. That's ok. I knew exactly what I wanted to do. \n\nI pulled his underwear, finally tearing away the last restraint on his cock. A powerful waft of sex filled my nose. Ooooh yes. Micah's canine penis flopped against his abdomen while free-flowing pre oozed out. I used one paw to cup his lightly furred balls. They were warm in my palm, clearly filled to the brim with seed. I wonder if he's ever emptied these to the thought of me before? I squeezed his orbs, eliciting a slight whimper from the dog. He won't be able to stop himself anymore. I brought my other paw to the base of his exposed cock-flesh, where a noticeable swelling was already happening in his sheath. Will he blow before I even do anything? I smirked at the thought. Even more of a way to tease him. I gripped his penis and pumped the pre that filled his shaft out. Micah panted and moaned before covering his face. The first time someone else touching his cock, must be intense. I rubbed my digits along the leaky tip, covering my paw in clear slime before running it back down his twitchy meat and licking it off my palm.\n\nI felt the inside of my thighs twitch with need, so I took my slicked paw and tended to my pussy. I slid my fingers along the wet folds, pressing my clit around. I stifled a moan by licking the throbbing cock in front of me. I can't believe he's hidden this from me for so long. If he wasn't my brother... the thought melted away as pure, unadulterated lust took over. Micah became a squirming putty in my paws as I jerked him off, each pump punctuated by a moan. I milked him of his pre, thoroughly covering his chest and stomach in the ooze. His knot was now really stretching the thin skin of his sheath. His noises raised in pitch and his breathing lightened. Is he...?\n\n``You...you like this?'' I purred, while struggling to keep a more dominant tone. My own excitement lobbied to disrupt.\n\n``Mhm.'' He moaned from behind his paws.\n\nThis won't do. ``Look at me.'' I held down the base of his cock.\n\nHe dropped his paws and opened his eyes. He was almost begging with that canine disposition. Yes. Perfect.\n\n``Are you close?'' I began pumping his cock again.\n\n``Y - yes.'' He managed.\n\nI smiled and gripped his fleshy beast with a rhythmic intensity. Each pump was met with a squirm, and I knew he wasn't lying. I sped up my tempo. Yes. Cum. Cum for me!\n\n``I...I - '' Micah struggled before he suddenly tensed up. Shots of milky liquid spurted from his cock. It flicked cum up across his chest. Micah moaned as his body writhed in the throes of his orgasm. I watched in awe. I had seen men cum before, but his power and volume were on another level. One violent pulse shot cum across his muzzle and along the back of the couch. I capped his feral meat with my paw and let the rest of his orgasm spurt against my palm. After a few more spasms, Micah's climax subsided, and I was left with a dripping wet paw. I couldn't help but rub it against his shaft, causing Micah to whimper and clutch at his crotch. I sat back and watched Micah ride out the last of his cum. After taking a few breaths, Micah looked at me with something between fear and ecstasy in his eyes.\n\n``Are...are you...?'' Words clearly were still failing him, but his face communicated what his brain couldn't.\n\n``No, no. I...'' I lost my train of thought staring at my brother's softening cock. ``I won't make fun of you for this, or any of this, ok?''\n\nMicah nodded.\n\n``But you go, clean yourself off, and we go to sleep. And tomorrow, we pretend nothing happened. Capiche?''\n\nMicah nodded again. He stole one last glance at my half-naked body and scampered to the bathroom. \n\nWhat the fuck just happened? I examined my paws. They were still slick with my brother's seed. My unsatisfied lust was like a monster knocking at the door of my consciousness. Once I got a taste of...that...how do I pretend that everything is normal. I took a deep breath and put my shirt back on. Nope. That was definitely the end of all of that. I lingered at the sight of light glowing under the bathroom door. The shower ran steadily from within. \n\nTime for bed.\n\n \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\t``Are you about ready, honey?''

\tA voice yelped from the bedroom.

\t``Honey? You can't have fallen over already.''

\t``I'm fine!'' Said the voice.

\t``I don't believe you.'' The slender dog said with a smile creeping across his lips. I've seen this procedure a million times before, but it never fails to amuse us.  Denton, the voice from the back of the cabin, always seems to find a way to hurt himself before going out on a nice romantic dinner with his husband, Remy, who has infinite patience and is currently waiting at the door for his large, darkly furred feline to finally finish bumbling about.

\t``I've told you. We have to change that bed frame.'' Denton made his way out of the apparent safety hazard in the back of the house. Tonight, he slicked his hair to the side and brushed the fur on his face down. They must be staying out late if he put that much work into his appearance. It's not that my two dads are slobs, in fact, if Remy was ever not in a heavily layered and appareled outfit, it'd mean that he was supplanted by an alien clone. Denton, however, rarely wore much more than a tank. I can't blame him either. He's put a lot of time and effort into his muscles and it shows. It's a wonder that Remy doesn't have to fight the many passersby of every gender, that ogle his man. Remy isn't much of a man of physical action, though his stare is deadly. I've been on the receiving end of that lethal glare many more times than I want to admit. It's what happens when you are the older sister to such an obnoxious younger brother. Honestly, me making fun of him is just nature at work. I shouldn't be punished for something outside of my control.

\t``We did, last year.'' Remy ran his fingers along the bulging seams of the coat Denton had squeezed in.

\t``What? No, that's the same one.''

\t``The last one was black.''

\t``...What color is this one?''

\t``Blue. You know, it might help you out if you turned the light on when trying to find things back there.'' Remy punctuated his teasing with a kiss.

\t``I hate wasting energy when I don't need to!'' Denton huffed and slid on some sneakers.

\t``It's not like a bedframe can hurt him, anyway. He's ninety percent muscle,'' I chimed in from the living room.

\t``I'm. very. Sensitive!'' Denton's words were forced into the room like his meaty feet into those overworn shoes he refused to replace.

\tRemy came over and gave me and my brother goodbye smooches on our heads. Micah, my brother, remained transfixed with the game he was playing. I hopped up and gave my two days a big hug.

\t``What are you two up to tonight?'' I asked innocently, hoping they would be out late enough that they'd give us money for dinner.

\tRemy sniffed out my true intention immediately. ``We'll be out late, and maybe all night. The money for dinner is on the counter.''

\tI ran over to collect my earnings for watching over my brother. Remy continued: ``And to answer your question. We're headed into town. There's an...event I wanted to take your dad to.''

\t``Babe! They don't want to hear about the leather party!'' Denton interrupted from the breezeway.

\tRemy smiled with defeat. ``Well, yes, they probably would've liked to avoid hearing that.''

\t``What's a leather party?'' Micah asked from the living room with his same stupid voice as usual.

\t``It's a dress-up dinner, in a sense. For adults.'' Our dads weren't all that shy about sex stuff with us, at least when it came to talking about it in a broad sense. Hell, it wasn't uncommon for one or both of them to trapse around completely nude, but when it came to their sexual exploits, they relied on euphemisms to get the point across. I would understand, but normally that'd just confuse Micah, who'd have to have the whole thing practically spelled out to him, which would be more awkward than just explaining it all in the first place.

\t``Oh. Ok.'' Micah returned to his game. I guess this time he figured it out.

\t``Alright. I'm ready.'' Denton stepped into the main living space. He was rather dashing in his fancy outfit. In fact, they both were. Even on their worst days, the two of them always looked pretty good. Not that my dads' attractiveness was something I thought about a lot. It was something I could be thankful to them for. My brother and I aren't adopted. They used some type of surrogate system to get children. If it wasn't for the fact that I am a puma and Micah is a lab, I would've thought our biological dads were switched. Remy and I are kindred spirits personality-wise, and though I love him deeply, Denton makes up for in muscle what he doesn't have in academics. Micah definitely inherited that from him. And though I'm not beefy like Denton, I do have some muscle. I'm tall, taller than Remy, with a body I can be proud of. Micah is small and slender like Remy, and I guess he does look a lot like him, which means he looks pretty ok. Not that I would ever tell him that.

\t``You two be safe, ok? The woods can be dangerous when it gets dark.'' Remy grabbed my hand, ``And don't pester your brother too much, ok? This is supposed to be a fun time for everyone.''

\t``But he likes being bullied!''

\t``Piper. I'm serious.''

\t``Ugh fine,'' I relented. His eyes started to do the thing that was really scary and I couldn't ruin a night without parents before it even began.

\t``Love you!'' The dads said on their way out the cabin.

\t``Love you too.'' Us kids replied. After a moment of waiting for them to pull out of the driveway, the night was finally ours. Or really, the night was mine. You see, I mentioned earlier that the dads sometimes wander around in their birthday suits. They said it was to let us all be more comfortable with our bodies, and for the most part it has. It's not often that all of us are naked, it's much more of a I'm-tired-and-don't-want-to-put-on-clothes thing. However, now that we've gotten older, us kids have opted to wear clothes more often than we used to. I noticed it a few years ago when I hadn't seen Micah run balls out around the house for a few weeks. When we took our family vacation to the cabin, I noticed Micah using the patio shower with swim trunks on. I finally put it together when after that shower, he had a quite the tent in those wet trunks. Obviously, I teased him for it. That has been going on ever since. I would see him getting all flustered for one reason or another and I would tease him about it. A few weeks ago, apparently the teasing when a little too far and I got the death stare from Remy. Since then, I've had to be much more subtle about it, but Micah is just so oblivious that it hasn't worked. That's why I've been so excited for this cabin trip. I know it's supposed to be about family bonding, but I knew that one of these nights the dads would use as a date night, which would mean I would have free reign to bother Micah as much as I wanted. Poor guy didn't know what was in store for him.

\tOk, so you might be thinking, like, why would you want to give your brother a boner? Isn't that gross? And the answer is yes. That's the point. Except most people can control themselves enough to not get erections around their family. Micah is not most people. On top of it he gets so embarrassed about it, and I would do almost anything to watch him squirm.

\tBecause of my ``probation,'' I still had to be subtle enough to where I could claim denial if Micah cries to dad for teasing him. To get around this, I had concocted a perfect plan to get exactly what I wanted. The first step was asking him about dinner. Since he was so locked into his game, I'd have to lean over the couch to get his attention. His eyes right in line with my chest.

\t``Hey Micah.'' I slid my body forward on the cushion until I had achieved optimal position.

\t``Hm?'' Micah answered without looking.

\t``Micah.''

\t``Hm.'' He grunted. Again, not looking.

\t``Micah!''

\t``What?'' He looked towards me, only to be greeted by my well-positioned breasts.

\t``What would you like for dinner?''

\t``Uh...'' He lingered a bit longer than he should have on what my shirt was covering before looking at me properly, some frustration already building on his face. ``Just pepperoni is fine.'' He turned back to his game. Plan executed perfectly.

\t``Sounds good. I'll go ahead and put the order in.''

\t``Thanks.'' He was now fully engaged with his game. If my plan was going to work, I'd need to compete with his stupid video games. Whatever.

\tAfter a droll call with the local pizza place, I leaned against the counter and pondered my next moves. The woman at the other end of the line gave me an hour ETA, which was more than enough time to get some good shenanigans in, but the question came down to what exactly would be best to get the distracted dog with. I probably wouldn't be able to steal his attention completely until the pizza got here, so I'd either have to wait - bad option - or do something really brazen. However, it couldn't be too obvious or Micah would complain to dad again. I got a little lost watching Micah play his game. It was some space game. Micah had gotten himself chatting up some sexy blue alien.

\t``...Ah, I guess it's time to hit the showers.'' Micah's masculine character blurted out.

\t``Maybe I could take a peek?'' The sexy blue alien looked flustered with her flirt.

\t``The showers are gendered. Only men allowed.'' His dumb character was as oblivious as he was.

\tOh wait! A shower! We have that silly outdoor shower on the patio. It's really nice to use, especially as the sun goes down over the forest and you can see all the way down into the valley. Normally, the shower user would close the curtain that faces into the living room, however, sometimes I'm just so flighty that I forget about the silly curtain. This is the perfect idea!

\t``Hey Micah.''

\t``Hmm?'' Micah never looked back.

\t``Pizza will be about an hour. I'm gonna take a shower.'' He won't suspect a thing.

\t``Ok.''

\tHis big, floppy lab ears drooped back to the sides of his head. There was something kind of adorable about him. His ears that could never perk up all the way. His big black patch of fur across the side of his neck. Something about the top of his head always invited a vigorous rub. His general aloofness. If he wasn't my brother, it'd be hard to be mean to him. But all of that also makes it so much more satisfying to irritate him. The way his snout turns red when he gets embarrassed. His big doggy eyes and the way they would beg. He really just screams ``I need to be bullied.'' As his big sister, it's my job to teach him how to deal with bullies. I'm just giving him first-hand experience.

\tI slid out of my shorts in the kitchen. I bundled them up and gave him a drive-by noogie with the clothing. Micah yelled and threw the shorts back at me as I laughed and ran to my room. I gathered the things I needed for the shower: Shampoo, conditioner, some brushes and whatnot and shoved them into a bag. Last thing to do was undress and commence the festivities. I caught a glimpse of myself in the bedroom mirror. I really was looking pretty good. My black fur was dark and consistent across my whole body; sleek and orderly, not a strand out of place. I slipped out of my boring t-shirt and continued admiring myself. A bra and boy shorts was all that remained on. Even like this, I could see why people thought of me as a tomboy. The genes that I inherited from Denton didn't much help with the whole ``feminine'' look, but I could beat up just about any boy that tried to make fun of me. I sighed. It's not that I hated looking the way I do, I guess sometimes I wish that I could put on a dress without my shoulders looking as square as a cardboard box. Ugh. Whatever. I'm getting distracted. I unlatched my bra and stepped out of my underwear. Now I look pretty feminine. I grabbed my boobs in my paws and jiggled them a bit, enjoying their heft and bounce. I did another spin in the mirror, checking out the rest of myself one last time before venturing out to the shower. This'll more than do the job. I chuckled at myself before covering up in a towel and making my way to the shower.

\tMicah remained transfixed with his silly game. I'll give him a show he can't ignore. I slid the big glass door to the side, and in the process ``accidentally'' lost the grip on my towel.

\t``Oops!'' I yelped in maybe a bit too obvious of a way.

\tIn my incredibly poor show of dexterity, I used the reflection in the glass to peep a glance at my brother. He was definitely getting his money worth of my bare cheeks. I wonder what he thinks when he sees me like this. Does it annoy him that he can't stop himself from looking? Is he secretly into it? Either way, I needed to call him out.

\tI grabbed my towel and whipped around to face Micah. ``You perv! Trying to sneak a peek of your sister!''

\t``No, I wasn't!'' Micah blushed and aggressively looked at his game.

\t``I could see you in the reflection, moron!''

\t``No! I wasn't looking at you!'' Micah shrunk into himself, squeezing his legs together and using his ears to cover his face.

\t``Oh, so you wouldn't take any chance to see a sexy, naked girl?'' I giggled at his squirming.

\t``Stop! Leave me alone.'' He looked like he was actually getting a bit upset. Alright, I'll leave him alone for now. I got a whole night to tease him. I can't waste it all right now.

\t``Alright, alright, I was just kidding. Have fun with your game.''

\t``Thanks.''

\tWith that he was fully into his game and I slid out to the patio. It was still quite warm out, even though the sun was long past over the horizon. It was early enough in the night that the sky was still a bit blue, but the first stars were starting to be visible. Truly a perfect moment to enjoy the outdoor shower. I stepped in and looked back at the doofus still set up in the living room. Maybe leaving the curtain open all the way would be too obvious. However, I could just mostly close it, leaving Micah with a sneaky little window into what I was doing in here. Perfect idea. I turned the water on and waited for it to be nice and steamy. Micah glanced a few times in my direction, each time catching my eye and getting all flustered again. I smirked. This will go exactly the way I want it to.

\tI hung my towel on the outside of the shower and slid the curtain mostly closed. Even though it was dark out, the powerful patio light would allow Micah to get the show he didn't want. I got one last peek of my brother playing his game, before slipping under the stream.

\tThe hot water was heavenly. The liquid seeped under my fur and ran along the curves of my body. Wow, maybe I needed this more than I thought. I shivered with the high temperature, and practically melted under the flow. The water falling against my skull and between my ears was hypnotic, and my thoughts flew free like the water bouncing off of me. There was something exciting about turning someone else on. Micah was an idiot, but he was genuine. He couldn't hide his feelings even if his life depended on it, and there was no denying that I could turn him on. My paws wandered along my chest, resting gently on my nipples. Not like I would actually want him to do anything about it. That would be gross. But watching him squirm and get all flustered...I peered out the slightly open curtain. He wasn't currently watching, but he did seem less focused than earlier. Gotta up my game. I pulled the curtain open further. I squeezed some soap into my paws and foamed it up. I wonder if he gets all worked up in places other than his face. Maybe when he shrinks into himself like that, he's hiding what's between his legs. I can really get him that excited just with my body? That thought coincided with my paws on my chest again, slowly rubbing my increasingly sensitive nipples. What an idiot. Can't even control himself around his sister. My hands wandered with my thoughts. If he gets that excited just by getting a peep, what would happen if I sat in his lap? Would I be able to feel him straining his pants?

\tA high-pitched moan escaped my lips. My paw pads had found themselves in the sensitive flesh between my thighs. Ugh. I can't get myself that worked up over him. I don't even like him. It's just the fact that he's so easy to tease that's exciting. I peered back into the living room, just in time to see Micah turn back to his game, his cheeks lightly flushed. Well, at least he caught the show. If that's the way that I'm gonna react, I guess I can't really tease him for watching.

\tI finished lathering up with the foam and soaked in the steady flow of the shower. I couldn't shake this buzz that was building. For all the times that I had joked and did other normal sibling ribbings with Micah, this was the first time I started to get something deeper. I peered back out at the gamer. He was back to being locked in, completely oblivious to the world around him. I could really turn him on and he wouldn't do anything about it except get embarrassed. Like, I could make him pop the most inappropriate boner, available for public viewing, and he wouldn't know what to do. I'd obviously have to coax it out of him, but as long as it's under the guise of older-sibling teasing privilege, he would be wholly in my command. This train of thought brought a warmth inside me independent of the shower. It built within the depths of my groin and spread about. My one paw held the curtain as the other dipped back between my thighs. The sheer scope of what I could get away with was suddenly coming to me. Naked was one thing, and it was easy and it worked. What about something more devious? There were blankets abound in the living room. What if I touched myself under a cover? Would he be able to smell it? Would that work him up too? A paw pad massaged my clit, sending a shiver through my body and making my knees buckle. Wow. I feel drunk with this...power over my nerdy brother. What would he do if he was so turned on that he was bursting out of his pants? I could really get away with anything. I moaned as my digits slipped into my body. Oh man, this was going to be a good night.

\tAfter taking a deep breath of the warm, twilight air, I turned off the shower. If I was going to do this properly, I would have to control myself. Whatever I did I had to do with enough subtlety as keep plausible deniability. First though, I have to get dressed, and the pizza will show up at some point. Patience is key. I pulled the towel down and wrapped myself up. A journey back through the living room was silent. Micah either doesn't want to acknowledge what he saw, or he already forgot. That ok. I'll make sure he remembers. Back in my room, I rummaged through my clothes. I had just picked a shirt and some sweatpants when a small piece of cloth tumbled out onto the ground. It was red and black plaid, very reminiscent of - oh my god. It was a school-girl skirt. This was not something I ever wore. I got it a few months ago at the behest of one of my friends. The venture to get it is a story for another time, and to her credit, it shows off my assets. It wasn't very practical though, and I've never been a skirt person, so it quickly got shoved into an ever-growing pile of laundry. I picked up the wayward clothing and slipped into it. It definitely didn't cover a lot. That's the point, the intrusive thoughts regained their earlier steam. He wouldn't be able to keep himself from looking. Right, and I must have a top here somewhere that would drive the point home. I found I small black tee that let some cleavage show. Looking good. I turned in the mirror, checking all the angles. My panties were on display. Their dark color nearly blending in with my fur. Take them off. My eyes got wide. I hooked a thumb on the material and pulled it down. You're practically naked. My ass was bare, and a look from the wrong angle meant my pussy was joining the party. No, no, that's too far. Underwear stays on. I climbed back into the dark panties and did one last check in the mirror. Perfect.

\tI strode back into the living room and watched the game play out from behind the couch. Micah was on some shooting section methodically hiding behind various objects and popping out to fire a few shots. An enemy snuck behind him and killed him. The lab groaned as he was spawned back at the beginning of the section. Bad luck. Stop getting distracted. Right. I could still watch, just in the view of my brother.

\tI stepped into the living room and resumed watching, this time, standing between the dog and the tv, but not directly blocking the screen. His character didn't move. I looked back at Micah, who looked like he was about to say something, but then quickly closed his mouth.

\t``Am I in the way?'' I asked genuinely.

\t``Uh...no.'' He looked down.

\t``What game is this?''

\t``It's, uh, it's called Matter Effect. It's a sci-fi, shooter game.'' He looked back up, happy to be talking about the game.

\tI looked back to the screen. ``It looks really pretty.''

\tMicah nodded. ``Yeah the graphics really hold up. Also the story is really good. You can, like, build all these relationships with the characters over the series, which means the game is different every time you play.''

\tThat actually sounded really cool. I never got that into gaming. I was busy growing up, and as a girl, it wasn't something that any of my friends did. Most of what I know is from watching my brother play. ``Is that what you were doing with that blue alien I saw earlier?''

\tHe blushed and smiled. ``Oh yeah, but I'm not trying to romance her.''

\t``Why not? She's hot.''

\tHis blush got deeper. ``Uh, yeah, but I've romanced her before, so I wanted to do someone else.''

\t``Ah, ok. You can't have a threesome?'' I joked.

\t``No, the game won't let you.'' Micah kept looking over me, though it was tough to decipher what he was thinking.

\t``Oh. A shame.'' I turned back to the game.

\tThe characters remained stationary. I heard Micah open his mouth, then close it again. What was going on with him? ``Are you waiting for something?'' I offered.

\t``Oh, no, uh...wh - is that skirt new?''

\t``This? I got it a few months ago. Found it as I was going through stuff, thought I might as well try it on. What do you think?'' I turned and modeled it for him a bit. He seemed nearly hypnotized.

\t``It - it looks good, uh, but I can see your underwear.'' He blushed and looked away.

\tWhat a nerd. ``Well, it's just you right? No one else is gonna see anything tonight.''

\tHe smiled. I think he was expecting some verbal jab, but none came. ``Yeah right.''

\t``Don't let me distract you.'' I motioned back to the screen.

\t``Right, yeah.'' Micah resumed his gaming position and his characters started moving across the screen again.

\tWhile watching the game, the warmth from earlier made a soft comeback. I could feel my face start to flush while imagining what Micah was thinking. Maybe it was time to give him a better view of everything. Micah's collection of games filled a shelf below the television, about waist-high. I bent over to get a better view of the titles. Game after game of things I didn't really understand. This did, however, give my brother a full face of my ass. Cheek to cheek and only covered with some dark panties. I took my time scanning each title.

\t``What about these games?''

\t``What? Uh...'' I heard his character getting shot. You died played from the speakers.

\t``Oh shoot, did I distract you? Sorry about that.'' I was genuine. The teasing will come later.

\t``Oh, it's ok...'' His voice trailed off.

\tI plapped a paw on one of my ass-cheeks. ``Are you sure it wasn't all this cake that got you killed?'' I laughed.

\t``Uh...'' He seemed to have lost the ability to use language.

\tI turned to look at him, one eyebrow up and a smirk to match the prankful nature of my mood. Micah was spellbound. His mouth drooped slightly ajar and his paws held loosely on to the controller. In between his legs was an unmistakable tent. I lightly massaged my butt, lost in his reaction. He was so turned on. His straining shorts throbbed to the tempo of his heartbeat. Was that his cock? Was he really throbbing just to my covered ass? I gripped and pulled on the meat of my bottom. Does he know he's just staring? I felt the warmth fill my body. What if I did more? I slowly moved my paw closer to my holes. What would he do if he really got a look at me? I slid the dark fabric to the side, baring my asshole to my entranced brother. My paw pads rimmed the fairer flesh around my hole, the puckered nature flexing lightly. Micah's body reacted. His face visibly blushed and he started panting softly. His cock strained more against its cloth prison. The light fabric starting to stain with each pulse. What if I showed him even more? My paw moved precipitously along the curve of my body, tugging away the dark panties as they made their journey, the moist cloth cupping the soft under-flesh. What if he saw it all?

\tDing-Dong!

\tThe sudden ring of the doorbell snapped us back into reality. We remained frozen, as if our consciousnesses rebooted. It was unbelievably quiet, as if us not acknowledging what just happened would mean it didn't happen. I slowly but deliberately unhooked the back of my panties, the soft snap of the fabric against my body echoing louder than gong. We kept eye contact. Micah seemed even more stuck in the `freeze' survival instinct than I was. His formerly flush face gaunt and his body stock still. Even his previously twitchy prick got the memo.

\tKNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

\tThe insistence of the person at the door forced the issue.

\t``Must be the pizza. I'll get it.'' There was an uncomfortable robotic quality to the words forced from my mouth. Quickly returning to a normal, standing pose, I broke eye contact with my brother and answered the door.

\t``Uh, one large pepperoni pizza?'' The young buck recited.

\t``Yes, thank you.'' I grabbed the pizza from his upturned hoof.

\tHe protested. ``Wait, you have to pay for it.''

\t``Oh, right, yes. One second.''

\tI closed the door and grabbed the cash off the counter. Against my better judgement, I glanced over to the couch. Micah was gone.

\tOpening the door left me with the increasingly peeved buck with the increasingly cold pizza. ``Yes, here you go. Keep the change.''

\t``Thank you for ordering from - ''

\tI shut the door and winced. Didn't mean to cut him off like that.

\t``Pizza!''

\tNo response.

\t``You ok? It's gonna get cold.''

\t``...Yeah.'' Definitely in the bathroom.

\t``Are you going to eat some?''

\t``Yes, one second!''

\t``You better not be jerking it back there.'' That otherwise common ribbing from me really landed differently in this moment. Micah's lack of immediate response inspired little confidence in a sense of normalcy. Maybe I finally took it all too far. I should check in on him.

\t``Micah?'' I tentatively made my way down the hall. The bathroom light glowed from under the closed door. I put my ear up against the wood. All I could hear was light panting, or...sobbing. I made him cry. Damn it. I need to apologize.

\t``Hey, Micah I'm sorry - '' I opened the door to find my brother rhythmically pumping his very swollen cock. His paw gripped his bright pink shaft, pulling his flesh up to the free-flowing tip of his canid penis. Pre drooled over his digits and along the tennis-ball sized knot and furiously bouncing furred balls. It took him a moment too long to realize his sister had burst into the room, clearly lost in the fervor of stroking his manhood. I had never seen Micah in his full glory, but I never expected it to be so big. His full cock must be almost 10 inches when including that swollen knot at the base. How did he manage to hide that at all?

\t``Ah!'' Micah tried in a desperate scramble to cover himself, his rocket betraying any real attempt at modesty. It flicked up and sprayed his face with a line of precum.

\t``The pizza...'' I mumbled, still locking eyes with the feral beast between my brother's thighs.

\t``Yeah - yeah I - can you - '' Micah stuttered, motioning in a flail towards the door.

\t``Right, yeah. I'll wait outside.''

\tI stepped back out of the bathroom and closed the door. As I stood in the dark hallway, I watched my brother jerking off in my mind's eye. How does he keep any clothes on with that? The imaginary Micah slid his paw around the fleshy base. It was so leaky too. The massive canine cock pumped clear strands of liquid into the air. He got that worked up...just from me. The fantasy burned deep in my body. My cheeks grew warm and the buzzing from earlier in the night filled my head.

\tThe door swung open and a decidedly red Micah made his way out. He walked slightly hunched over, probably due to the cock-shaped lump under his pants.

\t``Sorry about walking in,'' I offered, ``on, uh - ''

\t``It's ok.'' Micah adjusted himself and ambled his way to the pizza presented on the table. I followed tepidly.

\tAs the pizza was dispensed and consumed, I thought it would be a great idea to break the weighty silence.

\t``Did you at least get to finish?''

\t``What?'' Micah followed through on the hanging piece of cheese dangling from the slice.

\t``It seemed like you were pretty close back there.''

\t``What are you...'' Micah was interrupted by a conspicuous thumb pointing towards the bathroom.

\t``A cock that big must be uncomfortable stuffed in your pants,'' I verbally poked him.

Micah hid behind his ears and shrunk into himself. ``Y - yeah it can be.''

I smirked. ``I can imagine it'd be hard to keep all the girls off of you. One look at that and they wouldn't be able to control themselves.''

Micah kept his eyes down, idly playing with a loose strand of cheese. ``I've - I've never...No one's ever seen it before.''

``Why not? A cute guy like you should be able to get a few crushes.''

Micah grew beet red. ``I...uh...''

I let out a soft purr and leaned into the interrogation. ``Can't control yourself around them?''

``N - No!'' Micah's struggle was as much as an affirmative as I needed.

Time to go in for the kill. ``Pop a big tent in your pants whenever you see us jogging by?''

``No!''

``Which is your favorite? The top or the bottom?'' I held my tits in my paws for effect.

Micah glanced up and quickly hid himself even more. ``I - I can't help it!''

``Bet you're bursting out of your seams right now.''

Micah looked up, defiant. ``I'm - I'm not!''

I smirked and sat back in my chair. ``Ok. Prove it. Stand up right now.''

The canine's defiance quickly melted into fear. ``I - I - ''

``Stand up. Right now. Prove that you can actually control yourself.''

Micah visibly gulped. He turned his head away from me and stood up, pushing his chair back. Sure enough, his meaty cock was pulsing down the left side of his pants punctuated by a damp spot at the tip. The buzzing in my body returned in full force. Him standing there, letting his penis throb in full view, reawakened what took me over earlier. He's so turned on. I bit my lip. Just from me.

``I can't control myself, ok? I see a sexy lady and I get all hot and then my body goes crazy. I get it, ok? You can stop making fun of me.'' Micah let his head droop.

Suddenly, I felt for him. It really must be difficult if he can't reign his monster in. He's just a shy dog cursed with an over-active penis. And, wait, did he just call me a sexy lady? ``Do you think I'm sexy?''

Micah looked up and nodded before covering his eyes with his ears. ``But then you just make fun of me, and I can't help it!'' His words started to get caught up in his throat. Paws flew to his face.

``No, no, hey. I'm sorry. I didn't understand, ok?'' I moved around the table and wrapped my brother in my arms. He hugged me back, his slender limbs wrapping around my shoulders. We stood there, embracing, while Micah caught his breath. I ran my digits through the fur between his ears and he snuggled up against me. Unfortunately, his body didn't quite understand what was going on, and I felt a warm mass press against my upper thigh. For all this roller coaster of a night, I was still as pent up as he was, and his re-awakened cock sent a shiver through my body.

``Uh, Micah?''

``Hm?''

``Uh, how would you feel if I helped take care of your, uh, problem?''

He pulled away from me slightly. ``Like...''

I nodded towards the couch. ``Make yourself comfortable.''

He nodded and we let go. We rounded the couch on opposite sides and he sat in the corner of the cushions, one leg on the ground and the other wedged deep in the couch. His manhood on display in his pants. I stood over him, waiting for him to settle. He looked up at me, equal parts expectant and cautious.

``You called me sexy.'' I smiled at him.

``Uh, yeah?''

``What do you like the most?'' I modeled for him. I pushed my boobs together and turned to pop out my ass.

Micah blushed and hid in himself once again, but this time I caught him smiling. ``Can I see your boobs?''

I had to catch a giggle before it escaped my lips. There he was, horned up to the max, asking about my boobs. I grabbed the tank from the bottom and slipped it over my head. The earlier change of clothes left me without a bra so my shapely chest bore freely to the dog.

``How's this?'' I lightly pushed my nipples. Micah looked up and his jaw literally dropped. His tongue lolled out and his bulge grew precipitously. He really can't hide anything, can't he? I couldn't stop myself from watching his reaction. With every pump of blood through his body, his pants grew tighter. The tip of his cock was visible in outline, trying everything in its power to be free.

``Take off your pants.'' I purred. Micah nodded slowly, spellbound, and did as he was commanded. He fumbled with the clasp as his ever-enlarging cock was making the maneuver trickier than usual. Once he succeeded, his fly flew open and his engorged meat used its pent-up tension to force its way out the top of his underwear. It was red and needy; already pearls of pre summoned themselves and drooled onto his stomach. Wow. My breathing deepened watching the show of his libido and warmth spread throughout my extremities. The buzzing intensified. A shiver shot through my spine. This was all mine now.

I knelt down between Micah's legs at the edge of the couch. Up close, it was even more magnificent. I could see his flesh expand with every passing moment. I grabbed at the edge of his boyish undies, glancing up at his face to watch his reaction. His face was red and he was beginning to pant. The intensity of all the new feelings overwhelming his motor functions. That's ok. I knew exactly what I wanted to do.

I pulled his underwear, finally tearing away the last restraint on his cock. A powerful waft of sex filled my nose. Ooooh yes. Micah's canine penis flopped against his abdomen while free-flowing pre oozed out. I used one paw to cup his lightly furred balls. They were warm in my palm, clearly filled to the brim with seed. I wonder if he's ever emptied these to the thought of me before? I squeezed his orbs, eliciting a slight whimper from the dog. He won't be able to stop himself anymore. I brought my other paw to the base of his exposed cock-flesh, where a noticeable swelling was already happening in his sheath. Will he blow before I even do anything? I smirked at the thought. Even more of a way to tease him. I gripped his penis and pumped the pre that filled his shaft out. Micah panted and moaned before covering his face. The first time someone else touching his cock, must be intense. I rubbed my digits along the leaky tip, covering my paw in clear slime before running it back down his twitchy meat and licking it off my palm.

I felt the inside of my thighs twitch with need, so I took my slicked paw and tended to my pussy. I slid my fingers along the wet folds, pressing my clit around. I stifled a moan by licking the throbbing cock in front of me. I can't believe he's hidden this from me for so long. If he wasn't my brother... the thought melted away as pure, unadulterated lust took over. Micah became a squirming putty in my paws as I jerked him off, each pump punctuated by a moan. I milked him of his pre, thoroughly covering his chest and stomach in the ooze. His knot was now really stretching the thin skin of his sheath. His noises raised in pitch and his breathing lightened. Is he...?

``You...you like this?'' I purred, while struggling to keep a more dominant tone. My own excitement lobbied to disrupt.

``Mhm.'' He moaned from behind his paws.

This won't do. ``Look at me.'' I held down the base of his cock.

He dropped his paws and opened his eyes. He was almost begging with that canine disposition. Yes. Perfect.

``Are you close?'' I began pumping his cock again.

``Y - yes.'' He managed.

I smiled and gripped his fleshy beast with a rhythmic intensity. Each pump was met with a squirm, and I knew he wasn't lying. I sped up my tempo. Yes. Cum. Cum for me!

``I...I - '' Micah struggled before he suddenly tensed up. Shots of milky liquid spurted from his cock. It flicked cum up across his chest. Micah moaned as his body writhed in the throes of his orgasm. I watched in awe. I had seen men cum before, but his power and volume were on another level. One violent pulse shot cum across his muzzle and along the back of the couch. I capped his feral meat with my paw and let the rest of his orgasm spurt against my palm. After a few more spasms, Micah's climax subsided, and I was left with a dripping wet paw. I couldn't help but rub it against his shaft, causing Micah to whimper and clutch at his crotch. I sat back and watched Micah ride out the last of his cum. After taking a few breaths, Micah looked at me with something between fear and ecstasy in his eyes.

``Are...are you...?'' Words clearly were still failing him, but his face communicated what his brain couldn't.

``No, no. I...'' I lost my train of thought staring at my brother's softening cock. ``I won't make fun of you for this, or any of this, ok?''

Micah nodded.

``But you go, clean yourself off, and we go to sleep. And tomorrow, we pretend nothing happened. Capiche?''

Micah nodded again. He stole one last glance at my half-naked body and scampered to the bathroom.

What the fuck just happened? I examined my paws. They were still slick with my brother's seed. My unsatisfied lust was like a monster knocking at the door of my consciousness. Once I got a taste of...that...how do I pretend that everything is normal. I took a deep breath and put my shirt back on. Nope. That was definitely the end of all of that. I lingered at the sight of light glowing under the bathroom door. The shower ran steadily from within.

Time for bed.

  

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