Sibling Rivalries

	Roland dashed towards Alex, struggling to get in between Lexi and Laci as they pummeled the vixen hard. Roland growled in frustration as he struggled to save his sister, wishing she’d heeded his warnings about the husky twins. Though they looked like punk schoolgirls, they were A-list fighters who could give even seasoned veterans a run for their money. Roland swung wildly, trying to obey the prohibition against striking opponents in the back, but finding it increasingly difficult as the twin sisters worked Alex into a corner, their four fists moving relentlessly and forcing Alex to do nothing but block and retreat.
	Alex had trained hard for several months, initially as part of her ongoing effort to check out boys and annoy her brother, but then more seriously. Though she was still unranked, the general consensus was that she was comparable in skill to Laine, though that wasn’t saying much. Laine was the lowest-ranked fighter in the gym and was generally banned from everything but exhibition matches for safety reasons. Laine might be able to fight better than the average vixen on the street, but in the ring she was more of a looker than a fighter. There were a lot of jokes about how many “blows to the head” she’d taken over the years, both of the leather-covered fist and the oral sex variety. Alex was not much better, and much of her valuable training time was “wasted” with horny humping against the corner or the railing.
	“Push back, dammit!” screamed Roland, his advice falling on deaf ears as he struggled to save both his sister and his chances of winning this Battle Royale. Billed as “Sibling Slaughter,” Roland had been against it from the start, insisting up and down that Alex wasn’t ready to back him up against the Twins, and that he was just barely able to take one of them alone, as shown by his narrow victory over Lexi in an unranked practice match. But Alex had insisted, buoyed no doubt by Lexi and Laci’s teasing and enticement. The last straw was when Lexi and Laci had refused to join Alex in the shower, an insult and indignity that the slutty vixen could not stand, forcing things to a conflict in the ring. Roland had signed up almost to ensure his sister’s safety as much as to try and secure a victory, and as he frantically tried to maneuver himself between the Twins and Alex, he knew that he should have pushed harder to ensure this fight never happened.
	Roland groaned as he felt Lexi’s gloved fists bounce off his forearms and stomach, his body shaking and struggling as he took blow after blow. Between Juni’s ruthless training and Callum’s brutal fighting, Roland had grown to be quite the contender, although he was no match for both of the twins at the same time, and as Laci peeled off of Alex to get into Roland’s side, he knew he had only a few precious moments before they’d force him down. Racked with pain, Roland hoped at least that they’d be gentle with him when they took advantage of the house rules, especially since his ass was still stinging from the “punishment” that Juni had given him last night for failing to block properly.
	Much to his surprise, though, the next thing he heard was not the sound of his head hitting the canvas, but instead a roar of rage from Alex as she broke out of her corner and attacked Lexi with vicious enthusiasm, her arms swinging and wind-milling wildly as she abandoned her training and struck with more vitriol than force. While disappointingly unfocused, it was more than enough to force both Lexi and Laci to break off their attack on Roland, giving the fox much needed breathing room.
	Gasping for air and hardly able to believe what he was seeing, Roland struggled to compose and position himself as Lexi and Laci tried to attack Alex without getting too close, the pair of huskies circling the vixen like hungry wolves as she lashed out at them. Her body was bruised, broken and exhausted, and Roland knew that she could go down at any moment, yet still she fought on, her viciousness desperate and filled with anger. The twins knew they had but to wait her out, and so wait they did, Roland swaying against the ropes as he struggled to keep it together, his mind racing to find a way to save his sister.
	Lexi moved in for the kill a bit too soon and took a severe blow to the jaw, but it was not enough to send her down and Alex’s lack of balance made her easy prey for Laci. Though Roland charged forward in one last desperate attempt to save Alex, the vixen crumpled as Laci’s fist sunk deep and hard into her stomach. Roland winced as he saw Alex double over in pain, the wind knocked out of her as she fell hard onto her stomach. Though still fully conscious, she was down and out by the rules of the gym, and anyway, there was no doubt in Roland’s mind that she could not help stay down for the count had one started.
	Roland collapsed into his corner, sitting on the proffered stool and swishing water in his mouth as he saw Lexi and Laci line Alex up to claim their prize. While there was no rule requiring it, most gym members waited until their downed opponent had mostly recovered before “claiming their prize,” and it surprised Roland that the twins were so eager, the two of them practically fighting over Alex as they struggled to get the bruised and semi-conscious vixen sucking and licking on their sexes. The action seemed to cheer her up a bit and bring her back to reality, and though Alex’s pride was clearly wounded, Roland was glad to see that her libido and body were, at best, only mildly bruised.
	Alex slipped under Lexi’s skirt and sucked enthusiastically on the herm husky’s enormous shaft, gasping and groaning as she worked it hard and started sucking down the precum. As soon as she got Lexi going, though, she shifted to Laci, tucking the girl’s skirt into her belt and revealing the husky’s sky-blue bush to the audience before shoving her muzzle onto it. Her licks were long, lust and deep, and whenever her muzzle shifted from one twin to the other, her fingers got to work ensuring that the other twin had nothing to complain about.
	It wasn’t long before the twins had enough of oral and began pushing themselves on Alex’s other parts, their enthusiasm almost frightening in its intensity. Alex flung herself spread onto the canvas, inviting the huskies to do as they would, her sluttiness and determination almost comedically absurd in intensity and drive. Still, it certainly kept the huskies going, and Roland was glad for every bit of energy she sucked out of them as Lexi pounded Alex’s sex and Laci took the vixen’s muzzle for a ride.
	Eventually both of the twins got what they came for and the two of them hobbled off to their corner, their knees still weak as they moved to their corner. Lexi’s wet and dripping cock was still visible, dangling out from beneath her skirt as she sat down on a stool. Laci sat down next to her sister, grinning mischievously at Roland as she “accidentally” exposed her sloppy, well-creamed sex. Roland gulped; feeling like a wounded antelope being surveyed by a pair of hyenas, a fear only enhanced by the way the twins licked their lips and clapped their gloves together. They were tired and sweaty, but eager to fight, and Roland knew that it was going to take luck as much as finesse and brute strength for him to pull this out.
	The ref helped Alex out of the ring and to the showers, her suffering over for the day as Laine began administering a massage even before the vixens got beyond the doors. Roland gulped as he realized how dangerously alone and exposed he was now, his bruised and battered body up against two huskies who were each a match for him. He sized them up carefully, looking at one, then the other as he struggled to think of some way he could pull out a win.
	Roland adjusted himself in his seat as he felt his erection throb painfully. Seeing his sister get fucked was more than a little distracting, and the way Lexi and Laci kept raising their skirts and showing off their genitals was not making it any easier. He strained to focus on their chests, then their stomachs, trying desperately to figure out if one of the two of them was tired enough to go after. He was on equal footing with either one of the girls alone, and deep down he knew that if he could put one down, the other would be soon to follow. At the very least, it would be easier to fight them one at a time, though exactly how he would do so he wasn’t sure.
	Doing his best to read their breathing, Roland determined that Lexi was more tired, probably due to all that pushing and thrusting she’d just finished with Alex. Though it could certainly be some sort of trick, Roland was short on options, and when the bell rang, Roland charged after Lexi like a mad bull bent on catching a matador. He tore at her with his fists, using his strength and speed to force Lexi away from her sister, keeping the herm husky between him and Laci as best he could. Though Lexi was a talented fighter and did her best to counter Roland’s every move, his fierce aggressiveness and fury for victory kept Lexi on the defensive and frustrated Laci’s efforts to swoop in for the kill.
	Roland pounded away on Lexi as viciously as he could, his fists coming down again and again until he was driving her around the ring. Though he had to keep an eye on Laci lest he find himself fighting on two fronts, he threw all his force and focus into Lexi, doing his best to bring her down just as he had done two months before. His patience paid off as he felt the leather of his glove make firm contact with Lexi’s face, and as the husky fell back stumbling, he grinned and braced himself to charge for the kill.
	However, when Roland came too, all he could see in front of him was two sets of boots, one pink and one blue. “My my, we were worried you weren’t going to come to,” said a voice above the pink boots. 
	“Yes, we called the doctor and everything. We were quite concerned that we had just broken our brand new toy,” said a voice above the blue boots. Roland groaned, pain lancing up his face and stomach as his senses returned. Near as he could figure, Laci must have come up from the left just as he was about to finish off Lexi, her blow to his jaw sending him spinning and tumbling into unconsciousness. He groaned, his body racked with pain and defeat as he looked up at the twins, who were grinning down at him with creepy playfulness. Lexi was wearing Roland’s gloves around her neck, a humiliating symbol of her victory over Roland, and Laci had helped herself to his shorts, wearing them on her head as a sort of cruel trophy.
	Roland must have been out for quite a while, as the girls had dispensed with their tops and skirts and were now wearing nothing more than boots, socks, gloves and collars, plus the trophies they’d taken from Roland. Had he not been in so much pain, Roland might have commented on how decidedly sexy the twins looked when dressed like that, but as it was, he barely managed more than a whimpering groan as he struggled to all fours.
	“Oh my, looks like our toy needs a little work,” said Lexi. “Sis, how about you get him all wound up so that he can play?” Laci giggled and pounced on Roland, rolling him over on his back and slurping up and down across his length, making the pained fox whimper with the sensation. The mixture of pain and pleasure was intoxicating and maddening, and as Lexi crawled down to join in, Roland felt his mind fill with conflict, his fear of the twins competing with his lust for their bodies.
	But the twins weren’t about to let Roland have much say in their decisions, and soon he found himself on top of Laci, the husky girl groaning as she worked Roland’s throbbing length into her soft folds.  Of course, that wasn’t the only throbbing length between the three of them, and Roland groaned as he felt himself penetrated from behind, Lexi’s fat length working into him with a steady insistence. One of the girls had clearly loosened and prepped Roland during his stay on the mat, much to the fox’s relief as Lexi pushed her way in, and Roland groaned with delight as he felt himself being spread and filled by the husky girl’s huge cock.
	Roland was exhausted, but the husky twins still had a bit of their energy left, and between the two of them they worked Roland back and forth, shoving him into Laci and then pushing him back onto Lexi. Roland struggled between them, resisting and assisting as best he could and where he felt he could. The girls were merciless between them though, and it was all Roland could do to keep it together as he struggled between the libidos of the hard humping huskies.
	Much to Roland’s relief, Laci was soon squealing and cumming, the juice squirting out of her pussy letting Roland know that she’d had a satisfying orgasm. The fox began to relax, presuming that the girls were finished, but a firm tug on his hair by Lexi knew him that it was, at best, just beginning. “No no no, Mr. Toy, you’re going to have to make me happy too,” said Lexi. Dragging Roland to his feet with a mixture of coercion and stimulation, Lexi soon traded places with her sister, the herm husky pulling her sloppy cock and balls back to reveal the dripping femsex beneath. Roland groaned, his shaft aching after Laci’s stimulation. He wanted to fuck Lexi, but most of all he wanted to get release. His balls were practically aching with the urge to release, and as he shoved himself into Lexi he grunted with frustration at the tightness of her sex, knowing it would stimulate him hard even as it prevented him from getting the release he so desired.
	Roland ground into Lexi slowly, letting her do most of the work as he struggled to keep himself conscious above her. He was beyond exhausted at this point, and he knew the moment the stimulation stopped he’d be fast asleep again. His headache had dissipated, letting him there was no more fear of brain damage from a concussion, but he was still aching and exhausted from the sincere pounding the twins had given him, and the humping seemed to only make it worse.
	However, Roland’s obvious discomfort and exhaustion didn’t stop the twins from having fun, and as the fox felt the distinct and familiar sensation of a rubber strapon sliding up his ass, he resolved himself to finish it out. Using the last ounces of his strength, he shoved and bucked and humped himself between Lexi and Laci, grunting with frustration and then relief as he felt his shaft explode inside of Lexi, gushing and cumming and splurting until he was dribbling his seed out on the canvas. 
	Lexi came as well, her own sex tingling and spasming much milder than Laci’s, although whether it was her nature or due to less stimulation Roland couldn’t tell. Still, she yawned and cooed with pleasure as she crawled out from under Roland, leaving the fox collapsed and panting on the canvas. “Well that was…adequate…” said Lexi, tapping her foot on Roland’s shoulder with mild disgust.
	“Oh hush sis, I know you only growl like that when you’ve had a really good trip,” said Laci. “You slut, I should challenge you for Alpha right here and now, the way you hogged his ass and cock like that.”
	“Mmmf, you know I’m ready to defend my title any time and any place, Bitch,” said Lexi, the twins embracing and kissing as they rubbed their messy sexes against each other. “But for now, let’s get our new toy all cleaned up and bandaged. I bet he’ll be a lot more enthusiastic about playing with us once we kiss his boo-boos better…”