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“Fucking hell," Zharin cursed as he shuffled the laundry basket around the tight corner to the basement. The shapely black panther teen twisted his body in such a way that the plastic hamper dug into his hip as he rounded the corner. He just sighed and continued down the exposed wooden stairs. Zharin had an odd fear of laundry day, not because it was a tough chore or anything. He practically just threw everything in with some soap and called it good. No, the reason why he found it so difficult was because the washer and dryer were in his big brother Kai's room.

It wasn't so bad during most of the year when his brother was at college, the big brute probably torturing some other wimpy kids and fucking chicks where Zharin couldn't hear him. The basement was just a vacant man cave while Kai was away. The washer and dryer were in a small alcove under the staircase. But when Kai came back for winter break, the place changed from a semi-presentable basement to a dirty dude den.

Zharin felt the crunch of a chip back under his foot paw, the only thing cracking was the wrapper as the remaining chips were stale and soft. The panther teen huffed and kicked the bag off to the side, the bag trying to cling to his paw before the wrapper let go, falling to the concrete floor below. He just needed to put up with this for a couple more weeks and his brother would be back at college. Then, Zharin could finish out his senior year in peace.

It was kind of crazy how Kai's presence just filled the room when he came back. Sure, the dingy man cave always smelled a little musty, it was the basement after all, but Kai added so many more layers to it. When Kai left, it took a full month for it to fully air out. Even with the air freshener and cleanings, his rank stink refused to give up. They had just gotten the basement back to acceptable levels of rank when Kai brought his dirty ass back for break. Didn't help that the guy just worked out and fucked all the time. Many a time their parents needed to shout down the stairs to be sure he was decent before going down. He lounged on his ratty couch in the nude, letting his workout drip off him as he relaxed and blasted porn. That is, unless he had a chick over. He at least put one of his disgusting socks on the door so he wouldn't be disturbed, though it wasn't needed. He always made his bitches scream his name or whatever dirty talk he made them say.

Now that Kai had been back for a week, his rank stink was rolling back with a vengeance. Zharin continued his descent down into the wooden steps, his dainty foot paws making no sound except the light creaking of the boards as he went. The smell was strong when he opened the door at the top, but with each step he took, it was like the miasma was so thick and heavy that it hung low in the air, refusing to rise to the world above and just compounding the dirty rank of stale sweat and biter man.

Zharin's foot paws touched down on the concrete, a chill running up his body as he breathed through his mouth. The young panther had very special markings. Alpine tats, almost arrow like streaks ran down his arms and legs. These natural tats were a fluttering purple color, sometimes the gentle color showing reds and blues as the purple difused, but mainly everything was purple. His chest had more curving designs, but right over his womb was a perfect symbol of a womb with a little heart that you could see with the midriff of his tank top.

Even though he wasn't breathing through his nose, that smell itched at his nostrils, his cute, black, button nose catching bits and pieces of that rankness.

“God, it's fucking worse than before," Zharin sighed, but his legs shook. He bit his lip to force himself to move forward, keeping his mind focused. Though, his fur was rising from more than just the chill of the floor.

Zharin turned into the room to get the laundry started. There was a ratty old carpet rolled out over the basement floor. It was some flooring that they had ripped up from the den during a remodel and rolled out on the floor down in the basement to give it some more comfort. The old red shag carpet was matted and torn in places. Tracks in the thick threads showing it hadn't been moved or cleaned properly in ages, more brown than red now. The old, family fold out couch was placed in front of a coffee table and a TV. The table used to have a glass top in the frame, but Kai broke it when torturing Zharin many years ago. They now had a plywood board filling the hole, bowed from stains and water damage. The TV was hooked up to various game stations, new and retro alike, a mass of messy wires and cords stuck to adapters and power strips. A couple of twin mattresses were on the floor in the corner, a single sheet over the top of them and a wadded up blanket with some yellowed pillows. Built-in shelves held wrestling and football trophies, some board games, some cartages and disks for the consoles attached to the TV, and miscellaneous workout equipment.

It was so much larger than any other bedroom in the house, but it was also a multipurpose space. The family used the space under the stairs for storage and laundry while Kai used it as his dirty fuck palace and workout space.

The young panther shook his head and trotted over to the washer and dryer, dumping his clothes in, leaving his delicates for a softer wash, and getting ready to add some clothes from Kai's pile that had been thrown on the floor near the machines. The young panther knelt, his tail flicking as he looked over the pile for what would work with his current load. The freshly emancipated panther gripped a few articles of clothing, between the oil and sweat they moved sluggishly. Zharin kept his nose plugged as he gripped the articles of clothing and tossed them over his back into the washer.

He was about to toss something from the top when he felt a weight to it. It was an old tube sock, the toes a yellowed mess and black fur and hair stuck all over the damned thing, but there was something else about it. It was stretched, the elastic practically torn, and the toes hung low on that sock.

Zharin couldn't help it. His heart was racing as he looked at that pendulous sock.

He took a soft, half-breath in through his nose.

Zharin's eyes rolled back into his head as the powerful smell of a MAN rut filled his nostrils; the potent stink of a man's cooling nut.

This wasn't just a dirty sock, it was a dirty cock sock.

Zharin tried to resist, but he couldn't. He took in another breath. His spine tingled, his chest filling with that thick miasma that made his lungs feel damp with how thick it was.

He thought he was over it, he thought he had grown out of how much he loved his brother's stink, but he hadn't. It was just gone, and it's easy not to take part in your drug of choice if it's not there. He shuddered, his fur standing on end as he brought that thick sock to his face, the massive thing could encase his whole fucking arm if he tried. He pressed the damp tip to his nose and he shuddered. It was there, it was teasing him. He could take a whiff if he wanted and no one would know.

Zharin hovered there, panting, his brow growing damp as he exerted masterful self-control. Though, that zeal was waning fast and he could feel his nose itch and tingle with the desire to...

Sniff…

Zharin breathed in through his mouth and nose at the same time, the smell like a potent haze. It filled his skull, it made his lungs feel like they were on the bottom of his brother's dirty laundry. Zharin took another mixed breath, and then closed his mouth, his panther snout brushing the damp fabric of that cock sock. The cum was cold, but fuck if it wasn't potent. The fur on Zharin's back tingled and stood on end, his tail flicked back and forth, slowly hiking up. A warmth, an aching need bloomed in his abdomen and his pussy quivered.

“Oh fuck…oh fuck…" Zharin pressed his nose against that sock harder, the disgusting mess almost welling up between where those toes would have been. It was so strong, and as he snorted that deep musk, he thought he was going to pass out. He fell into his big brother's dirty clothes, his eyes rolling back as he let his brother's reek mark him. It wasn't potent like a fresh lay would have been, but fuck if it didn't make him feel like disposable fuck trash. He had never been jealous of a sock before, but right now, his body burned to be used the way he imagined his brother disrespectfully fucked that cotton sleeve.

Whatever way he twisted or turned that thick mat of dirty clothes was there to fill his senses. His pussy quivered and warmed, pearls of need dripping into his panties.

“Fuck…I…I got to take the edge off…" Zharin moaned softly into that sock as his free hand slipped into his booty shorts. His fingers ran along his needy pussy, that clit an angry bullet throbbing with need. Those digits slipped through a slick mess, a darkness dampening his shorts already as he slowly swished his fingers over those needy, incest craven folds.

Already his pussy lips were smacking and squelching from the desperate need building up in his loins. Zharin managed to get away from his brother long enough to break his disgusting habit, only to crumble and relapse into his whorish nature at the simple discovery of a stray load in his brother's sock. He was a desperate whore at heart, as much as he tried to put on a tough face and bear it, he just literally didn't have the balls.

Zharin was suddenly pulled from his perversions at the sound of the front door opening. The entire house shook as someone walked in. Zharin knew those footsteps. They were powerful slapping of bare feet, not foot paws, and only two members of the family had those kinds of feet, and dad wouldn't be back from work for several hours.

Those oh so familiar footfalls made the supporting boards of the basements ceiling creak as they trampled the floor above and were quickly coming to the basement.

“Kai! Shit…" Zharin's ears folded back. There was nowhere to go, and nowhere to hide…except...

Zharin burrowed himself further under his brother's dirty clothes, his own sent and need being blocked by thick, stale workout funk. Zharin was pretty small so he managed to curl himself up and hide pretty well. Just in time as the door to the basement flung open.

“Welcome to my fuck dungeon, bitch," Kai rumbled. “Go on, lady's first, and I do love to watch that ass go."

“Oh, you've grown into such a naughty boy," a woman's voice fluttered through the air. Zharin knew that voice. It was their neighbor's. Emma Johnston, a cute arctic fox and mother of one of Kai's childhood friends.

“I've grown into a naughty man, my little snow bunny," Kai rumbled. “Now get down there. I'm fucking horny and these nuts ain't going to drain themselves."

“Oh…fuck…it smells so overbearing down here." Emma's dainty foot paws started to go down the stairs, the floorboards not even registering her light body.

“That's the stink of a real man, bitch," Kai corrected his newest conquest. “You'll get used to it. It'll be on you for a long time." The boards of the stairs groaned in protest from Kai's weight, his massive feet smacking down on them.

“Oh…is it a bad thing that I think it's hot if my husband finds out?" Emma reached the bottom of the stairs and Zharin could see her through the veil of a mesh jersey. She was wearing some black leggings and a puffy vest with a simple shirt underneath.

“Tell him and maybe I'll let him suck my nuts while I fuck you next time. I love it when a husband can feel me making him a cuck as my balls bounce on their tongue," Kai growled as he reached the basement floor. He was such a massive brute. Zharin had no idea where Kai got all that size from, but it wasn't from their father. He was at least seven feet tall with the body of an off-season bodybuilder. Powerful angles and curves forming a muscular black panther.

“Oh fuck, Kai, you're such a fucking stud now," Emma was obviously under Kai's manly spell. She grabbed him by his wind breaker and pulled him forward. The little vixen not even reaching his pecs. Obviously, she didn't have the strength to command all that muscle, Kai was just complying with any bitch's desire to debase themselves for his amusement.

“Always was. Sucks you didn't recognize that earlier. Could have been draining my nuts inside that pussy every time I spent the night with Ryan."

“Oh fuck, is that why you came over all the time? Just to get a look at me?"

“Sure as fuck wasn't because of your cooking," Kai's powerful hands rolled over Emma's body, groping her breasts and ass while slipping her clothing off.

Kai kicked off his running shoes and exposed his massive feet. Those were the manliest feet Zharin would ever know. They were the base of such a stud; powerful calves and thighs sculpted from years of running and playing football. His massive chest and pecs put even their mother's rack to shame. Kai's windbreaker was unzipped, it was the only way it would fit, and the sleeves rode up his forearms before clinging to his gargantuan guns. His eight pack abs were bricks of solid power, a cobblestone road that lead right to the straining hem of those athletic shorts. The obvious outline of Kai's cock was commanding the majority of its space. That monster dick was always his pride, the envy of every man he met and the focus of every cunt's desire. That half hard member was already snaking down his shorts and the thick barbed head was poking out the hem and lifting it up.

“Fuck…" Zharin breathed as he saw that member. He had seen it many times before. Kai wasn't one for wearing clothes or covering up around the house when it suited him. Though, this time, that shaft looked bigger than ever. The damned asshole was blessed with such size already and he was only going to get bigger as he grew into his prime.

“Go lay down on the bed. I need to make some noise so my brat brother doesn't hear us going at it." Kai smacked Emma's ass and turned towards the laundry.

Zharin felt a shard of ice wedge itself in his soul. Of course, when Kai fucked, that was the only time he did laundry. It wasn't to get shit clean; it was to cover up the sound of his rough fucking! Zharin shrank down further into the clothes as best he could while Kai reached out a massive hand, those powerful claws coming to his clothes before he paused and sniffed.

Had he found him already?

Kai's head turned to the laundry machine and saw the hamper his brother had already brought down. Kai gave a dark grin and grabbed his brother's clothes and dumped them haphazardly into the washer, easily overfilling it. He threw some soap in, far too much for the load and his delicates. He slammed the top shut, causing Zharin to flinch, but it didn't seem like either of the two noticed as Kai punched a few buttons until the washer rattled to life and started to churn Zharin's clothes.

“Now, where were we," Kai growled and lumbered over to the bed, discarding his clothes as he did so. His shorts sliding off his ass and pooling around his monstrous feet before he fluidly stepped out of them in a practiced motion. This was not the first time he did this.

Zharin had a front row seat to his brother's fucking prowess. Thick smacking and wet slapping could be heard as the two made out. Kai wasn't gentle or smooth. His hands and claws ran over Emma's chest, gripping her tits and snarling at the fact they didn't fill his massive mitts.

“Oh, not so hard Kai," Emma complained before winning in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

“Shut up, cunt," Kai growled as he nibbled her neck, threatening to bite down harder. “It's what you deserve for having such pitiful breasts."

“I thought you liked my tits," Emma whined as Kai's hand went down to rub over her sopping pussy.

“I like tits in general, but I deserve better than some little C cups. Why don't we fuck you so good that they swell up."

“Oh fuck, Kai, are you saying you're going to…"

“Oh fuck yeah! I ain't wearing no condom and you ain't using no protection neither. I'm going to slam you so much, you won't even need to tell him you've been cheating. When the baby comes out black, you'll be outed as my whore."

“Fuck, Kai," Emma moaned.

“Ryan did always want a little brother," Kai growled as he reared back, his massive shaft rolling into view as he reared back farther and farther. Those melon sized nuts churned and flexed with a need to breed while that two foot log of barbed panther meat lifted high before pressing against that puffy, dripping pussy.

Zharin was caged in pure terror and rapture. He was surrounded with the dirtiest, muskiest articles of clothing his brother had. He was forced to watch as the object of his desires pushed against that MILF pussy, slowly spreading it before he sank in. Zharin bit his lip to hold back a deep moan as he watched that massive unwashed cock sink deeper and deeper into that unprotected pussy.

“Oh fuck! Those barbs!"

“They ain't for your pleasure skank," Kai snarled and hissed, his hips grinding down, his ass flexing as he seated himself deeper and deeper into that hole. “Shit, I'm already in virgin territory? Your husband must be a fucking joke."

“Oh Kai!" Emma screamed out, her dainty little white foot paws splaying as she quivered on that dick.

“Cumming so soon? Damn bitch, you've wanted this for a long time, haven't ya."

Emma screamed out in pleasure and pain as Kai's barbs pulled back, raking her sensitive walls with their powerful edges.

“Oh quit your bitching," Kai snarled as he started to roll his hips. “You'll get used to them around the third or fourth time I bust inside you."

“It's just so…holy shit!"

“Yeah, when I'm done with you, I'll be the only dick that'll gape that pussy anymore."

“Holy shit, I can see it bulging through my abdomen.

“You ain't seen shit yet. Look what you can see when I flex," Kai boasted. Zharin watched as Kai's taint flexed, his balls churning as he flexed his dick inside that warm pussy.

“Oh fuck, I could see it move," Emma moaned.

Zharin didn't know if he was in heaven or hell. He watched as his darkest fantasy played out in front of him. Emma's body was a lot like his own, except the breasts, and stretch marks from childbirth, but it was so easy for Zharin to imagine himself on his back, the thick musk of his brother surrounding him as he railed his depths. Zharin maneuvered himself to stay in a curled ball under the dirty clothes while also pressing his fingers to his needy snatch. His shorts were a sopping mess, dribbling pearls of his need were already soaking his fingers as he played with his pussy.

Zharin watched in rapture as his brother took their neighbor, slamming her over and over in different positions. Kai was eventually laying on his back, his arms pressed behind his head exposing his hairy pits while Emma screamed in orgasm while riding him. Zharin had a perfect view of his brother's powerful toes twitching and flexing while watching those nuts churn and that dick disappear into wanton pussy. Kai's dick was covered in a thick froth of their cum, glazed from his previous nut and the one Emma managed to milk out of him. Zharin was able to tease themselves for a while, not wanting to cum and alert the two of his presence, but he couldn't hold back anymore after that.

The thick puddle of his juices became bigger as Zharin came, thick jets of his fem cum splattered onto the dirty clothes he was hiding in. His fingers were pruned up from how long he had been playing with himself, his hand up to his wrist a soaked mess of his need. He thought that cumming then would take the edge off, but it didn't. If anything it only stoked the fire in his womb to grow angrier.

Shit…what time of the month was it?

Zharin felt a deep shame as he realized his heat was starting, the very image before him making him cum at the thought of his own brother making him his bitch. He watched as those powerful nuts drew up and throbbed. That massive, angry cock pipe visibly flexing as it jetted more cum deep inside that bitch.

“Oh fuck, Kai…I don't think I'll ever walk right again," Emma moaned going in to make out with Kai.

“Gunna be bow legged from ridding this stallion? Don't worry, you'll get used to it," Kai growled out between kisses. “Now get the fuck out of here before your husband gets home."

“Shit, you're right!" Emma was about to slide off that cock when she moaned and slid back down. “Do…do you think I have enough time for one more?"

“Get out," Kai growled.

“Oh…sorry," Emma whimpered.

“Don't say you're sorry," Kai growled. “I want you to get your shit and go. I'm done with you and I don't need a house skank here. I'll call you when I'm horny again, and I expect you to come when I do."

“Oh fuck…" Emma whined , pulling herself off his dick, a thick wash of cum and a light tinge of blood came flowing out of her gaping pussy. “Yes Kai."

“Good girl, now hit the road." Kai smacked her ass and she yelped, her knees giving out.

“I…I don't think I can walk. Could…Could you carry me up the stairs."

“Fuck, you needy skank," Kai got up, a mixture of sweat, fem juices, and his own cum rolling down his legs. “Do I have to do everything here?" Kai gripped Emma by her scruff, lifting her up before cradling her in one of his massive arms, his fingers sinking into her pussy naturally. She squealed in delight.

“So fucking needy," Kai growled lustfully, his knee knocking cock flopping wetly between his thighs as he walked. “Your husband really doesn't know what he's missing out on."

“Not yet…maybe in nine months…"

“Fuck, I'm going to fuck your marriage to pieces." Kai snarled and carried Emma up the stairs.

This was Zharin's chance. As Kai carried his conquest up the stairs, Zharin listened for them to go to the front door. He had never been so happy to be so light and dainty as he pulled himself from the pile of clothes. Zharin silently crept up the stairs and turned down the hall and went down to his bedroom as quickly as he could. He closed the door behind him and sighed in relief.

Zharin's heart was racing so hard he didn't realize he had kept his brother's sock. The panther's knees shook as he looked at it, the heat in his body making his folds drip again, his booty shorts and thighs a slick mess. He threw the sock on his bed and peeled off his booty shorts, the things fully soaked with his slick as he slapped them onto the floor. Several strands that were connecting it to his pussy broke as he did so.

“Fuck…of course I can't help myself. My heat is making me crazy," Zharin rationalized. “But…since I already came…it couldn't hurt to cum a few more times and get it out of my system." Zharin flopped onto the bed with his brother's sock and spent the next hour teasing and huffing, hoping his brother wouldn't barge in and find him.

***

Later that night Zharin was sitting in his room streaming his game. He had some fish sticks on a platter next to his desk as he played, having avoided his brother for the most part. Their mother swapped over the laundry and their father folded it, so it's not like he had any reason to cross paths with his brother.

Their parents went out for their usual date night and wouldn't be back until late, so the two siblings went their separate ways. Zharin was streaming in his room while his brother worked out downstairs, or at least he thought.

Zharin was sitting in his Chroma setup. The speakers a duo of glowing halos, his keyboard rolling with rainbows as he typed his commands, his mouse a constant pulsing of light that rolled over it, and his chair had track lights that glowed all around the edges. He had a pair of cat ear headphones that also glowed and changed colors. The majority of the colors were pinks and blues that shifted into purples, much like the color scheme of his fur. He was only wearing some booty shorts, wanting to get some of those thirsty viewers to join in and maybe get a donation or two.

“Yeah, only 50% to my goal. Gunna get a new processor," Zharin smiled, his tail flicking back and forth as he blushed into the camera. Instantly a few notes scrolled across the screen talking about him being a tease, but something caught his eye in the chat.

“'Who's that behind you'…oh shut up, you're not getting me this time." Zharin rolled his eyes. These guys always tried to poke fun at him, but this time a couple more chat bubbles rolled up saying the same thing. Zharin's brow furrowed, but as he did, his sensitive nose curled at the sour smell of fresh sweat. It had a thick and humid heat to it and it made him shiver in more than just fear.

Suddenly, Zharin's headphones were yanked back and down around his neck as Kai's hot breath rolled over his ear.

“You enjoy the little show earlier today, you little pervey fag?"

“What…what are you talking about?" Zharin froze, his body tensing up as his brother growled in his ear.

Zharin was yanked back, his gaming chair pulled backwards and away from his gaming station as he was forced to turn and look at his brother. Zharin's eyes went wide as he looked up at his brother. His big brother's massive body dripped with fresh sweat from his workout. The rank from his body was thicker, reactivated with his fresh layer of salty manliness. His shredded form was more noticeable as his black fur was matted down over his body. That fucker had to half squat down in order to lean down to look at Zharin in his chair.

And he was naked.

Not a single shred of clothing was on his big brother. Kai's pendulous, half hard, dick was stuck to his thigh and the tip was kissing his knee as those balls tainted the air with his rank. The smell of unwashed, filthy nuts made Zharin's fur stand on end as his purple eyes fixated on that massive dick.

“Hey, eyes up here fagtard," Kai gripped Zharin by the chin and forced him to look up at his brother's golden eyes. “You didn't hear a word I said, did you?"

“Wha…What did you say?" Zharin's voice managed to squeak out. There was no way his brother didn't notice him staring.

“You know I don't like to repeat myself," Kai growled, his thick fingers gripping Zharin's jaw painfully as his claws threatened to cut his face. “I said, do you think I didn't know your fag ass was down there the whole time?"

Zharin gasped, or at least he tried. It was more like a sharp intake through his nose.

“Yeah, don't even try to deny it you little Omega bitch," Kai chuckled. “I sniffed you when I first came downstairs, but I didn't think you were such a little faggot that you'd do what you did. I wanted to give you a show of how a real man fucks. Thought that would keep you out of my room, but instead, what do I find during my work out? Your bitch pheromones all over my dirty clothes."

“Kai, I didn't…"

“I ain't done talking," Kai snarled, gripping harder onto Zharin's face, his claws threatening to dig into his cheeks. “What do I find in the crater of my clothes that you left behind, but a massive bitch stain of your cunny honey just steeped in your bitch heat."

Kai pushed back on Zharin's chair, the wheels rolling him off and crashing into his bookshelf, causing things to topple and break. Figurines and action figures falling to the floor.

“Kai, please, I didn't mean to do anything. I was just doing the laundry and…"

“Why the fuck are you still talking?" Kai snarled and gripped his dick, the cock instantly throbbing to attention. “You made this boner, and I'm going to make you deal with it you little skank."

“No, Kai, please don't. It was just my heat making me do stupid stuff."

“This isn't the first time I've caught you squirting your faggot ass over me," Kai snarled, stepping forward, his thick toes matting down the carpet. “You think I couldn't hear you when you would flick your little dicklet to me all the fucking time? I would walk by after a workout and you'd go running to your room. Shook the whole damn house with your fucking vibrator bullshit."

“No, Kai-" Zharin was cut off as he was gripped by his hair and forced out of his chair, screaming as he was held by a fistful of his follicles.

“Keep your mouth open," Kai snarled.

“Kai…no…" Zharin stopped screaming to clench his mouth shut. Kai snarled and slapped his brother across the face, his claws leaving scrapes against his cheek.

“What did I say about making me repeat myself?" Kai snarled. “You think I won't kill you? You're such a fucking faggot embarrassment that mom and dad would fucking thank me. You've been nothing but a pain in my ass since the day you were fucking born, and now that you're an adult, it's time to learn what bitches do for the alpha of their house. Now, I can either beat you till your jaw breaks, or you can open your fucking mouth."

“Kai…"

Another slap silenced Zharin as Kai snarled.

“Wanna know what a third gets you?" Kai flexed his fingers, his vicious claws gleaming in the Chroma light of his set up. Zharin's eyes went wide before tears rolled down his muzzle. He sniffed and Kai smirked down at him.

“What? You think I care you're crying. Open your mouth now or the next slash goes across your throat."

Zharin gave a light sob before shakily opening his muzzle.

“If I feel even one tooth, I'll make you regret it," Kai snarled as he lowered Zharin down and griped his massive bitch breaker, the rod a throbbing beast ready to beat a bitch. Kai pushed his cock head into his brother's mouth, Zharin flinching as he tasted the salty bitterness of his brother's pre. A thick wad of it spat into his mouth slapping the back of his throat and causing him to gag.

“Such a fucking worthless faggot, can't even suck a dick properly," Kai growled lustfully as he pressed forward. “Open wider, you dumb slut. Act like you want to live."

Zharin gagged on a sob before opening his mouth further, his muscles straining and his jaw creaking as he did so. He didn't even think that would be enough, but he knew how cruel his brother could be.

That massive head forced his mouth open more, that thick rod forcing its way into that virgin maw. The thick, salty, musky flavor filled Zharin's tongue. That blast of pre was a fresh preamble of the caked on, griminess of that unwashed dick. The musk had a palpable heat, almost making the air ripple as his brother forced more and more of his cock down Zharin's muzzle. Zharin's senses became abashed with bitter tang of that musk. A thick jet of pre in the back of his throat caused it to shoot out of his nose. Zharin gagged, his throat convulsing and his tongue trying to pull back from that intruder, but a single growl from Kai reminded him of his duty as a house bitch. He kept his jaw strained and relaxed his throat and Kai didn't waste any time thrusting in.

Zharin gagged, that cock head bulging his throat and making it contract around that thick member. Kai hissed his pleasure, his toes flexing as his dick was milked by those throat muscles. Kai thrusted in further, pulling back on Zharin's hair, his barbs flexing and sinking deeper into that clenching hole.

“Fucking hell," Kai groaned as he pulled back harder. “Open your throat or I'll fucking kill you. I said OPEN!" Kai wasn't even paying attention to Zharin anymore. He was just barking orders at this point and Zharin was a convulsing mess, his throat stretched to its limit as those barbs made it impossible for him to reject that member as it sank deeper and deeper into him. Tears streamed down his bloodshot eyes as he was choked on the largest thing that had ever been in his throat. Snot and pre dribbled out of his nose and onto the part of that shaft that was out of his muzzle as it forced its way further and further into him. He tried to scream, he tried to clench his jaw and throw up all at once to reject that invading member, but Kai's girth was too much. Zharin's lungs burned, his vision was getting clouded. His sinuses were a mix of squelching throat snot and pre that was bubbling up from deep inside his throat. He couldn't hear his brother's commands over the ringing in his ears. He only felt as those barbs raked back, he wanted to scream, the veins bulging in his throat and eyes as his brother used his throat as a cock sleeve. His head felt like he was going to explode.

But not before his pussy.

Zharin's cunt gushed as he gaged and gargled, choked and slobed on that massive nob. His entire body felt defiled by that musky rankness that filled his nose. He felt that pre literally squelch against his sinuses and deep in the folds of his nostrils before being forced out as more cock snot welled up around that member and up through any opening it could find. He wouldn't be surprised if he was crying out that pre. That slick mess was a life-threatening concoction as Kai thrusted forward and back, using his brother's throat as a cock sleeve. Zharin was no longer jealous of that sock, he was in pure rapture, his heart racing as he rapidly burned through what little oxygen he had. Kai's unrelenting fist of his hair and his other hand rubbing against that throat to feel his cock and its barbs raking his brother's throat from the inside.

Zharin felt the world getting fuzzier, shapes getting blurry, his senses failing him. He didn't know how much longer he had, but his body started to relax.

Then he hit the floor.

Zharin gasped and gaged, a thick wad of throat and cock snot smacking Kai's massive eighteen sized stompers. He didn't even flinch. Zharin's sinuses were assaulted painfully by the burn of liquid, but also from that thick rankness that now encompassed his entire head. All smells, all tastes, all sensations from the neck up were purely dominated by the bitter, salty, unwashed tang of his brother. It was fresh and simultaneously rank and thick, and the distinct flavor of something sweet remained on that cock. It was Emma's essence that he had fucked out of her. He hadn't showered since his last fuck.

Zharin wanted to curse his brother, to snarl and fight back, but as he shakily looked up, coughing up strands of pre and musk tainted drool, he saw his brother's cocky grin through his teary eyes.

That cocky smirk told Zharin he was exactly where he belonged. At his superior brother's feet. Zharin gushed, his veins popping as he tried to maintain some semblance of pride, but how does one do that while you're gagging on your brother's cock snot.

Zharin didn't know when Kai did it, but he had taken his gaming chair and sat in it, looking down at him. The little panther tried to get up on his knees, but was forced back against his bookshelf as his brother slammed his foot onto his brother's chest, pinning him to it. Those five, powerful toes flexing and causing him to gag and cough up more as he was pinned by those hot, musky soles.

“Clean up your fucking mess you fucking fagtard," Kai snarled, not giving his brother a moment's rest. “You coughed up my little gift to you all over my toes. I want you to lick it up."

Zharin slowly came to, his eyes focusing and seeing the mix of milky pre and throat slick he gaged up onto his brother's foot was still there.

“Do it now," Kai ordered from above, his voice stern and commanding.

Zharin blinked, clearing his vision as he leapt at those toes. Those salty, dirty feet were coated in that thick musky smell, accompanied with various other female juices that had dried there. He had fucked enough girls at the gym and stepped in the mess to have many whore's smells trampled by his musk. Zharin licked up that hot pre, warmed by the heat of those toes, his tongue lulling it up and swallowing it as best he could, licking those toes clean. He was just about done when he felt something slap his face. His brother spat on him, forcing one of his eyes closed.

“You missed a spot, fucker," Kai chuckled. Zharin shuddered, his pussy clenching in his booty shorts, the sopping puddle of his juices growing bigger as he came again. Kai smeared that spit all over Zharin's face, marking him more with his smell.

“Now, is little bro a good, obedient little cock slave?"

“Y-Yes…" Zharin sniffed, his face a mess of tears, snot, and pre.

“Then come up here," Kai ordered, curling one finger to beckon him forward.

“I'm…I'm in heat-" Zharin tried to whimper, but his face was slapped by his brother's size eighteen stompers and he was silenced. He didn't wait for his brother to give another command as he scrambled up into his lap.

“That's a good little shit lick," Kai gripped Zharin by the neck and spat in his face. “You think I can't tell when my own brother's in heat? I've been smelling your bitch-need longer than anyone else, and now I'm going to do something about it."

Zharin was about to say something when Kai's powerful arm flexed, the dripping sweat from them accenting the powerful veins as he forced Zharin's face into his big brother's, musky, hairy pit. The sweat was thick and heavy. The miasma was so thick it basically rolled off fog. The damp wetness of that muscled pit was cool and wet on the outside and sinfully hot and steamier the deeper Zharin was forced.

“That's right, you fucking dipshit. Snort my armpit shrubs while big bro makes use of the one damn thing anyone would give a shit of on a fag like you."

Kai gripped Zharin's booty shorts and tore them off. The exertion minimal, but caused those boulder biceps and triceps to pin his squirming brother deeper into that pit, the sweat welling up and leaking over his face like a wrung-out rag.

“Time to get a good hit," Kai growled and pulled the sopping pussy rag to his muzzle and took a deep whiff. He snarled, the sweet innocence of that heat. It was ripe, at its peak already and stoked into madness by his abuse, bullying his own brother into a whorish mess. Kai let out a rolling sigh that sounded like thunder. He took another whiff, and then another, drenching his mind in the submissive pheromones of his own brother. The more fertile, the stronger the hit; and this was like shoving his muzzle into a cheer squad of whores who synced their cycles.

Kai's cock throbbed and lurched, thick jets of pre arching over his head and splattering the walls. That pink spire of barbed fuck meat throbbed, those barbs flexing wide reflexively as if trying to anchor into a nice willing womb. Kai growled deeply as he put the rag on his face, huffing the sweet smell of his brother's heat as he gripped his ass cheeks and forced him up. Zharin was a drooling mess as he was pinned in that dripping pit, his own hair and fur matting down as his brother's stink dripped into his nose and muzzle.

“You're fucking mine," Kai snarled, his cock throbbing like mad as his teeth chattered.

Zharin screamed into that pit, or at least tried to as he was speared by that massive cock. He was shocked back into reality at that massive intruder, those barbs far stronger than any other man's as they demanded more of that pussy give into his desires. The little panther's head popped out of that pit and whipped back, his hair dripping off sweat as he did so.

“Kai! Stop! You can't!"

Kai snarled, that sopping rag on his nose had his eyes bestial as he forcibly fucked up into that virgin pussy, tearing apart that hymen and forcing it open. His barbs rending that virgin tissue into slut shrapnel as his barbs relentlessly tortured him, defiling his cunny walls and forcing them to adjust to their barbed aggression. He was tight, painfully so, but Kai couldn't be held back anymore. One of his paws lashed up and gripped Zharin's throat, his words catching in them as he was silenced.

“Don't ever tell me what I fucking can and can't do!" Kai snarled, his hips thrusting up, that gaming chair squeaking in protest. “You're a hole, another fucking notch in my belt, another slut in my harem of whores! You're NOTHING! I'm your fucking everything! You should be worshiping me like the fucking god I am! You're just a stray nut that somehow managed to grow into a worthless faggot! You're nothing but a hole for me, like all other cunts on this fucking planet. I'm an ALPHA! I deserve to breed whatever and whenever I please! Even my own cunt little brother is mine to rape over. And you have the audacity as a fucking cum dump to tell me what to do!? I should kill you for being so fucking stupid."

“S-Sorry B-Big Bro," Zharin choked out around his brother's clenching fist. Light panting breaths fluttered out of the smaller panther's muzzle as his throat was squeezed almost shut. His head felt light and his breath hot and musky.

“Damn right you're fucking sorry!" Kai shouted, his teeth bared as drool dripped from his muzzle. “My only regret is that I didn't fuck you over sooner. Say goodbye to your college career, your fucking life, anyone's interest in you as I make you a single mother! I'm going to fucking RUIN your life with my fucking nut!"

Kai slammed his hips up and down, the chair rattling against the rough fucking, that cock coated in a mixture of Zharin's gushing pussy juices and the spackling of his bright red cherry. Those barbs tipped with the angry red of that destroyed hymen as they continued to berate and molest his sensitive walls.

The monitor on his computer showed a clear view of Zharin getting fucked relentlessly by a much larger panther that was clearly his brother. The views skyrocketed rapidly as people speculated if this was real or not.

“Fuck, that's your cervix I just blasted through," Kai snarled, his fat cock head raking that sensitive ring with his barbs, the muscle feeling it's furst prick of his brother's horny thorns. Like he was constantly spurring a horse regardless of how fast he was galoping. “You feel that you little bitch? You feel your big bro's cock getting ready to spit his incest brats right into you? Say you want them. SAY IT! FUCKING BEG!" He snarled the words between his clenched fangs.

“P-Please…Bro…" Zharin felt his brother's grip tighten around his neck making it harder to speak. His words bubbled out of his mouth through that clenched jaw. “Breed…me…"

“Fuck! Take it you fucking stupid skank!" Kai roared and thrusted forward, his cock throbbing, his balls clenching as he forced himself the rest of the way into his little brother. Those barbs shivered as his cum pipe flexed and taint snapped into action. Thick, audible jets of cum squelched up into that little cum bucket called a womb.

Kai didn't stop at just one nut. That night was a series of rapes and deep breedings. Zharin was a broken whore, switching between fervent need to flee, and an uncontrollable lusty slut for his brother.

By the end of the night, he was nothing more than a cum soaked rag, left on his childhood bed in a pile of his brother's cum. After he passed out, Kai invited a few more bitches over to screw, but he never got rid of his brother's pussy rag on his muzzle. It was his own personal brand of Viagra.

Too bad he wouldn't get a fresh hit for nine months.

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