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Contains: M/M sex between UNDERAGE pikachu and his brother.
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The rained poured harder outside the small apartment. The young chu-morph stood in the windowsill, looking at the buildings that seemed to reach the sky from this view. Even through the rain, the old cars were still moving down the street, and the city was much alive, and had the feel of something from the late 1800's, early 1900's.
Even the clothes everyone wore had the same feel. This particular chu wore a loose-fitting pair of khaki, hand-me-down pants, with patches all over them. He wore no shirt or shoes, but a brown hat on his head, turned slightly to the right so the bill slightly covered his eye. There was a single red colored patch on it.
"Oliver, quit staring out that window and do your chores! And please find our bro? He's been missing for a few hours, and I haven't a clue where he's at," came a voice from behind him.
Oliver turned quickly around to see his much taller brother Martin behind him. Martin wore a pair of semi-tight jeans, the bottoms rolled up; a tan button-up shirt, unbuttoned; and a hat, similar to Oliver's in style, but the same color as Martin's shirt.
"Sure," said Oliver, not really wanting to do anything. He never was the worker type. He always wanted to play. As a matter of fact, if it hadn't been raining, he would have been outside right now, far away at his secret hideaway at the park.
"Oh, and don't forget; today, there's a lady coming over from the DHS office. I want her to get a good impression of us, so we don't have to give you up," noted the older chu from the far end of the room, now.
"Yeah, right. You just want to have a chance to get in that representative's pants. You've been trying for the past three months, ever since mom and dad passed away."
"That may be the case, but you still want to live here, don't you? Or would you prefer living in one of those shithole orphanages?" Martin had moved closer to Oliver, almost touching his face.
Oliver stuck is tongue out playfully, and ran off. Everything was a game to him, and soon, the game would get a little tougher, and just a little stranger. And eventually, the game would end, but he didn't know that yet.
Knocking loudly on his brother's door, Oliver shouted "C'MON, ETHAN! Martin says you have to do your chores!!! And then we could play a game or something!"
After he waited for a few moments with no answer, Oliver invited himself into his brother's room. Immediately, a strange odor filled his nostrils, and caught him off guard. There was a soft noise coming from a shadow in the corner of the room. It sounded like the rustle of covers, but he wasn't sure. Moving closer, the scent got stronger and the sounds got louder.
"E-Ethan? Are you here? Martin needs you to help with the chores..." Oliver said, now a little uneasy. He felt like he shouldn't have been there, but he didn't leave.
There was no reply, so he moved closer to the corner. It was too dark to really tell what was over here, so he held out his finger and concentrated a bit of lightning on it so he could see. There was what appeared to be a large mass of blanket, a portion of it moving systematically up and down. There were the obvious sounds of panting and grunting and moaning. Oliver now knew what the scent was, and knew where Ethan was and exactly what he was doing.
"Oh, brother...I gotcha!"
He grabbed the blanket and yanked it away very quickly. Sure enough, Ethan was sitting on the floor, one paw on his red member, the other paw located at his tailhole, a single digit crammed in.
"GAH! Oliver!!! What the hell are you doing?!"
The chu, who was Martin's twin, scrambled for his pair of pants, which he quickly put on. His hat was pushed over to the side. Lifting his hand, he turned on the light. Oliver stood in front of him, giggling.
"I caught you, Ethan!"
"Yeah, you caught me alright...." Ethan said, slightly irritated.
"I can help you play that game, Ethan!" said Oliver in his normally cheery voice.
Ethan raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean you can help me...'play that game?'"
"Like this!!" Oliver shouted as he pounced on the larger chu, knocking him down on the bed. Ethan shouted in surprise as he was pushed down on his own bed by his little brother. He looked up, and saw his little brother gazing into his eyes. Oliver sat on his laps, hands on either shoulder.
"How is this helping me...?"
Oliver didn't reply. He simply leaned his face down and licked his brother softly on the cheek, before giving him a small kiss there. He could feel the warmth of his brother's breath and the soft rise and fall of his chest. The room fell silent as Oliver gave his brother a soft kiss on the lips, beginning to push into it. Upon instinct, Ethan pushed his lips up into Oliver's, followed by inserting his tongue into his little brother's mouth.
What the hell am I doing? thought Ethan, knowing what he was doing was wrong. Maybe I should stop this now or...
His train of thought was broken, when Oliver broke the kiss, and began to whisper softly in his ear.
"Don't worry, brother, I've done this before. It's a fun game!"
"Wha-? What do you mean?"
Again, Oliver didn't answer his brother's question with words. He moved his body down, so that his rump was stradling his brother's crotch. He could feel the not-so-soft member through the two layers of pants. He moved his hips back and forth over it, murring softly as it began to press in between his two asscheeks, separating them slightly.
Okay...MMmm..This feels good...M-Maybe I'll let him...Oh...Do this once...
"Brother..."
"Huh? What is it Oliver?" Ethan inquired, extremely curious as to why Oliver was stopping.
"I...I want you to...Fill me...With your..."
Oliver stopped talking, his face flush. He was embarassed to ask what he was trying to. Ethan could tell that his little brother was embarassed, and just kissed him softly on the cheek.
"I get what you're saying," he whispered, "I will..."
There was a slight blush on his face as he said this. It wasn't all that often, after all, for a guy to be in a situation like this with his little brother.
Oliver got off his brother's crotch, and laid down on the bed, removing his pants. His red cock had already been exposed from its sheath, and it stood proudly at four inches. Ethan removed his pants and smirked at his little brother, posing a little, showing off his six and a half inches. Oliver's eyes widened as he caught sight of his brother's member, which was, after all, almost twice his size. Ethan silently moved so that he was on his knees, Oliver's legs on either side of his body, his already pre-covered cock at the small, puckered entrance, pulsing lightly.
"Are you ready, Oliver? I don't want to hurt you."
"Yeah...I'm ready..."
Pushing the tip of his pre-drooling cock in rather easily thanks to all the lubrication he had, Ethan closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of his brother as it slowly engulfed his dick. Pressing further in, after what seemed like hours, he finally hilted in the smaller chu, panting.
"Gods...You're so tight, Oliver..."
He pulled back out, slowly, letting Oliver feel every vein and detail of the cock as it slid slowly through his flesh. Oliver let out a moan of pleasure, as did Ethan.
Ethan finally pulled almost all the way out, the head of his penis still in his brother, and pushed slightly faster back in. He eventually built up a moderate pace, ocassionally hilting in his little brother. His member oozed pre in his little brother as he thrust. Oliver moaned as he was slowly fucked by his older brother.
"Ethan...Please...Fuck...Me...Harder!!!"
Ethan did as his brother requested, and began to pick up the pace, and thrust harder and deeper. As their bodies slapped against each other (well, more Ethan's against Oliver's...), Ethan began to stroke the dribbling cock underneath him at the same tempo as he fucked. Oliver moaned louder as he felt the furred grip of his brother wrap around his hard red, drooling flesh, and began to buck slightly into his hand. It was bliss for both of them. Ethan struck his brother's prostate, and a jet of pre shot out, followed by another hit, and another, and another until...
"OH GODS!!! ETHAN!!! I'M...I'M...AAAAHH!!!" Oliver shouted as his white seed shot out, splashing against his brother's chest, as well as his own. His body clenched around the invading member, and Ethan had to push even harder to get in, feeling the familiar sensation, telling him his climax was aproaching. He picked up his speed and thrust harder and faster each time, until his seed shot out into his brother, filling him deeply with warmth. Ethan's climax subsided some minutes later, and Oliver's tailhole oozed slightly with cum.
Ethan collapsed on Oliver, and Oliver whispered into his ear "You know...I don't think we did our chores..." which made them both chuckle a bit, before they fell asleep, breathing heavily and covered in each other's sweat and cum.
"Hey!" came Martin's voice from the hall, just a few feet from the door, waking Oliver and Ethan up, who were cuddled together in each other's arms on the bed. "You two still haven't--OH MY GOD!!! WHAT THE HELL?! Oh gods...You two need to clean up NOW!!!!!!! The representative from the DHS will be here any moment and and and...If she sees you like this...We're gonna lose you, Oliver...And I won't ever have a chance with her!!!"
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Well, that's the end of that. Maybe. Maybe not. I may do one of what happens when the DHS lady gets there. Depends on my mood.
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Contains: M/M sex between UNDERAGE pikachu and his brother.
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The rained poured harder outside the small apartment. The young chu-morph stood in the windowsill, looking at the buildings that seemed to reach the sky from this view. Even through the rain, the old cars were still moving down the street, and the city was much alive, and had the feel of something from the late 1800's, early 1900's.
Even the clothes everyone wore had the same feel. This particular chu wore a loose-fitting pair of khaki, hand-me-down pants, with patches all over them. He wore no shirt or shoes, but a brown hat on his head, turned slightly to the right so the bill slightly covered his eye. There was a single red colored patch on it.
"Oliver, quit staring out that window and do your chores! And please find our bro? He's been missing for a few hours, and I haven't a clue where he's at," came a voice from behind him.
Oliver turned quickly around to see his much taller brother Martin behind him. Martin wore a pair of semi-tight jeans, the bottoms rolled up; a tan button-up shirt, unbuttoned; and a hat, similar to Oliver's in style, but the same color as Martin's shirt.
"Sure," said Oliver, not really wanting to do anything. He never was the worker type. He always wanted to play. As a matter of fact, if it hadn't been raining, he would have been outside right now, far away at his secret hideaway at the park.
"Oh, and don't forget; today, there's a lady coming over from the DHS office. I want her to get a good impression of us, so we don't have to give you up," noted the older chu from the far end of the room, now.
"Yeah, right. You just want to have a chance to get in that representative's pants. You've been trying for the past three months, ever since mom and dad passed away."
"That may be the case, but you still want to live here, don't you? Or would you prefer living in one of those shithole orphanages?" Martin had moved closer to Oliver, almost touching his face.
Oliver stuck is tongue out playfully, and ran off. Everything was a game to him, and soon, the game would get a little tougher, and just a little stranger. And eventually, the game would end, but he didn't know that yet.
Knocking loudly on his brother's door, Oliver shouted "C'MON, ETHAN! Martin says you have to do your chores!!! And then we could play a game or something!"
After he waited for a few moments with no answer, Oliver invited himself into his brother's room. Immediately, a strange odor filled his nostrils, and caught him off guard. There was a soft noise coming from a shadow in the corner of the room. It sounded like the rustle of covers, but he wasn't sure. Moving closer, the scent got stronger and the sounds got louder.
"E-Ethan? Are you here? Martin needs you to help with the chores..." Oliver said, now a little uneasy. He felt like he shouldn't have been there, but he didn't leave.
There was no reply, so he moved closer to the corner. It was too dark to really tell what was over here, so he held out his finger and concentrated a bit of lightning on it so he could see. There was what appeared to be a large mass of blanket, a portion of it moving systematically up and down. There were the obvious sounds of panting and grunting and moaning. Oliver now knew what the scent was, and knew where Ethan was and exactly what he was doing.
"Oh, brother...I gotcha!"
He grabbed the blanket and yanked it away very quickly. Sure enough, Ethan was sitting on the floor, one paw on his red member, the other paw located at his tailhole, a single digit crammed in.
"GAH! Oliver!!! What the hell are you doing?!"
The chu, who was Martin's twin, scrambled for his pair of pants, which he quickly put on. His hat was pushed over to the side. Lifting his hand, he turned on the light. Oliver stood in front of him, giggling.
"I caught you, Ethan!"
"Yeah, you caught me alright...." Ethan said, slightly irritated.
"I can help you play that game, Ethan!" said Oliver in his normally cheery voice.
Ethan raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean you can help me...'play that game?'"
"Like this!!" Oliver shouted as he pounced on the larger chu, knocking him down on the bed. Ethan shouted in surprise as he was pushed down on his own bed by his little brother. He looked up, and saw his little brother gazing into his eyes. Oliver sat on his laps, hands on either shoulder.
"How is this helping me...?"
Oliver didn't reply. He simply leaned his face down and licked his brother softly on the cheek, before giving him a small kiss there. He could feel the warmth of his brother's breath and the soft rise and fall of his chest. The room fell silent as Oliver gave his brother a soft kiss on the lips, beginning to push into it. Upon instinct, Ethan pushed his lips up into Oliver's, followed by inserting his tongue into his little brother's mouth.
What the hell am I doing? thought Ethan, knowing what he was doing was wrong. Maybe I should stop this now or...
His train of thought was broken, when Oliver broke the kiss, and began to whisper softly in his ear.
"Don't worry, brother, I've done this before. It's a fun game!"
"Wha-? What do you mean?"
Again, Oliver didn't answer his brother's question with words. He moved his body down, so that his rump was stradling his brother's crotch. He could feel the not-so-soft member through the two layers of pants. He moved his hips back and forth over it, murring softly as it began to press in between his two asscheeks, separating them slightly.
Okay...MMmm..This feels good...M-Maybe I'll let him...Oh...Do this once...
"Brother..."
"Huh? What is it Oliver?" Ethan inquired, extremely curious as to why Oliver was stopping.
"I...I want you to...Fill me...With your..."
Oliver stopped talking, his face flush. He was embarassed to ask what he was trying to. Ethan could tell that his little brother was embarassed, and just kissed him softly on the cheek.
"I get what you're saying," he whispered, "I will..."
There was a slight blush on his face as he said this. It wasn't all that often, after all, for a guy to be in a situation like this with his little brother.
Oliver got off his brother's crotch, and laid down on the bed, removing his pants. His red cock had already been exposed from its sheath, and it stood proudly at four inches. Ethan removed his pants and smirked at his little brother, posing a little, showing off his six and a half inches. Oliver's eyes widened as he caught sight of his brother's member, which was, after all, almost twice his size. Ethan silently moved so that he was on his knees, Oliver's legs on either side of his body, his already pre-covered cock at the small, puckered entrance, pulsing lightly.
"Are you ready, Oliver? I don't want to hurt you."
"Yeah...I'm ready..."
Pushing the tip of his pre-drooling cock in rather easily thanks to all the lubrication he had, Ethan closed his eyes, enjoying the warmth of his brother as it slowly engulfed his dick. Pressing further in, after what seemed like hours, he finally hilted in the smaller chu, panting.
"Gods...You're so tight, Oliver..."
He pulled back out, slowly, letting Oliver feel every vein and detail of the cock as it slid slowly through his flesh. Oliver let out a moan of pleasure, as did Ethan.
Ethan finally pulled almost all the way out, the head of his penis still in his brother, and pushed slightly faster back in. He eventually built up a moderate pace, ocassionally hilting in his little brother. His member oozed pre in his little brother as he thrust. Oliver moaned as he was slowly fucked by his older brother.
"Ethan...Please...Fuck...Me...Harder!!!"
Ethan did as his brother requested, and began to pick up the pace, and thrust harder and deeper. As their bodies slapped against each other (well, more Ethan's against Oliver's...), Ethan began to stroke the dribbling cock underneath him at the same tempo as he fucked. Oliver moaned louder as he felt the furred grip of his brother wrap around his hard red, drooling flesh, and began to buck slightly into his hand. It was bliss for both of them. Ethan struck his brother's prostate, and a jet of pre shot out, followed by another hit, and another, and another until...
"OH GODS!!! ETHAN!!! I'M...I'M...AAAAHH!!!" Oliver shouted as his white seed shot out, splashing against his brother's chest, as well as his own. His body clenched around the invading member, and Ethan had to push even harder to get in, feeling the familiar sensation, telling him his climax was aproaching. He picked up his speed and thrust harder and faster each time, until his seed shot out into his brother, filling him deeply with warmth. Ethan's climax subsided some minutes later, and Oliver's tailhole oozed slightly with cum.
Ethan collapsed on Oliver, and Oliver whispered into his ear "You know...I don't think we did our chores..." which made them both chuckle a bit, before they fell asleep, breathing heavily and covered in each other's sweat and cum.
"Hey!" came Martin's voice from the hall, just a few feet from the door, waking Oliver and Ethan up, who were cuddled together in each other's arms on the bed. "You two still haven't--OH MY GOD!!! WHAT THE HELL?! Oh gods...You two need to clean up NOW!!!!!!! The representative from the DHS will be here any moment and and and...If she sees you like this...We're gonna lose you, Oliver...And I won't ever have a chance with her!!!"
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Well, that's the end of that. Maybe. Maybe not. I may do one of what happens when the DHS lady gets there. Depends on my mood.
Love it? Hate it? Leave a comment, or e-mail me at [email protected]. Also, you can make requests by e-mailing me.
IM me!
Yahoo Instant Messenger: x_xmyinfinitelossofbreathx_x
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