Unless, Part Ten

Story by TastesLikeGreen on SoFurry

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#10 of Unless

The most important day of James and Nigel's lives has almost come to a close, and soon it will be time to sleep. But there's just enough time left for a little more naughty fun between these two affectionate otters, and what better place to do it than out in the open under a starry sky?

And there you have it! One last chapter of Unless for you all to enjoy! Hard to believe it's been almost a year since these started going up... It's been quite the emotional journey for the Ellisons, and it's been quite the experiment for me. I've gotten some really positive feedback over the idea of doing shorter, chapter-based stories... though I'm a bit embarrassed that it's been so long since I've gotten anything but Unless up for you to enjoy.

If I ever do a chapter-based story again, I'll try and mix things up with other stories here and there, instead of just doing all the chapters one after the other. Hey, it's a learning process, and I've learned some valuable things along the way. All in all, I'd call this a success. n_n

I hope you enjoy this conclusion to the tale, and I hope you've enjoyed the overall story. I haven't decided whether or not we'll be seeing the twins again, but who knows? Someday down the road, we might meet up with these two again.


Unless Part Ten By Green

After a short but pleasant time of kissing and caressing, just as James was thinking of ending their passionate embrace, Nigel sighed though his nostrils, and suddenly slid his hands down Jim's back, gripping onto his buttocks and pulling him in against the front of the other male's body, groaning pleasurably into the kiss. James tensed up for a moment, distantly remembering their public location, but Nigel's enthusiasm was infectious, and soon the Ellisons were kissing much harder, much hungrier than before, their penises rubbing and sliding against each other, getting longer and fatter as the brothers showed their love to the empty night and the unseen crickets. When he finally broke off the kiss - with a gasp - James, who was already blushing with the strength of his need, looked over towards their cabin with longing, as if the thirty seconds or so it would take them to get there was an aching eternity. "Oh God, Nigel, I need you so bad..." he moaned, "Come on, let's go back to the cabin so -" He took a step away as he said this, but trailed off as Nigel gripped his wrist firmly, preventing the bow-marked male from going any further. Nigel leaned in close, whispering directly into his lover's ear. "How about this instead, brother..." he whispered, sensually, "You lie down, and I take you right here, right now, in the sand." As he said these words, James blushed even harder and his eyes widened in shock, but at the same time, his hard cock pulsed in the cool night air, and he felt his backside clench down involuntarily in anticipation of another lovemaking session. But while his nethers were clearly on board with this plan, the rest of James wasn't entirely convinced.

"R-right here?" he asked, incredulously, "Nigel, we can't just fuck outside on the beach! I know it looks quiet around here, but someone could come out and surprise us!" Nigel moved his hand down from James' wrist so that they were holding hands instead, and began using his thumb to stroke the back of the other otter's hand as he whispered, soothingly. "Come on, sweetie, that didn't stop you from suggesting we go swimming in our birthday suits, eh?" Ni teased, "It'll be fine, I swear." James swallowed, silently cursing him for using an endearing term like 'sweetie', mostly because he knew it was working. "Well, this is different," James persisted, "I mean, swimming naked is naughty, yeah, but actually having sex right there in the open? If someone does come along -" Actually thinking about the fallout of that for a moment, he whimpered nervously. "They'd s-see me taking it under the tail from my own brother..." he murmured. Nigel laughed gently, the very picture of confidence and calm. "Like that's any worse than getting caught fucking my own brother," he pointed out, "But look at it this way, babe, we don't actually know any of our neighbours, so even if someone does catch us, we'll just be two pervy guys doing The Deed under the stars. Plus, we can just, you know, book it, and run back to the cabin. It'll be embarrassing as fuck, yeah, but no big deal in the long run."

James was silent for a long moment, looking around and avoiding Nigel's gaze, and then he sighed quietly and looked his brother in the eye again, grinning sheepishly. "Alright, that does sound pretty hot," he admitted, only a little reluctantly, "but if we get caught, I'm gonna be so pissed at you..." Nigel laughed louder this time, obviously delighted, and briefly reached forward to grab James' penis, giving it a playful squeeze. "Agreed!" the arrow-marked male said, cheerily, "Don't worry, I have a back-up plan to get you to forgive me that involves catering to all your fantasies." Faced with such brazen confidence and playfulness, James could only shake his head and laugh along with him.

When that was done, James swallowed and looked around, as if expecting to find a bed had suddenly materialized out of the ether. "So, uh, where... how...?" He trailed off, uncertain what question he even wanted to ask, until Nigel got his attention with a hand on his shoulder, smiling gently at him. "Hey Jim, why don't you lie down?" he asked, softly, "I got to try my dream position for our first time, so now it's your turn." James found himself more delighted than he thought he'd be as Nigel indicated the soft sand next to them. "You remembered!" James said, beaming from ear to ear, "That's so sweet of you, Ni." As James moved to lie down, feeling a bit strange lying on the beach in the nude, even at night, Nigel chuckled self-consciously. "Well, hey, you remembered all those details about how I wanted to fuck you," Nigel pointed out, "it's only fair." As the other otter positioned himself between James' outstretched knees, Jim teased a toe against Nigel's thigh and shrugged, blushing. "To be honest, I've, uhh, I've gotten myself off a few times since you told me about that, thinking about how hot it would be to have you fuck me like that," he admitted, "Kept the details fresh, eh?" Nigel winked at his twin and smiled that devilishly charming smile again. "Would you believe I've been jerking off thinking about making love to you this way, all romantic and stuff?" Nigel asked, blushing a little himself now, "I guess we both opened each other's eyes."

With that, he reached down with both hands, gently cupped the inside of his lover's thighs, and spread James' legs wider apart. Jim felt his heart rate increasing at the simple touch, already anticipating what was about to happen. But Nigel didn't move into position to have his way with James, he slipped his hands under the other otter's butt, as if copping a feel - and then hefted his brother's rear end into the air. "Whoa! What the...?!" cried James, who instinctively (and fruitlessly) tried to get a grip on the sand beneath him, trailing off and blushing fiercely as Nigel made his explanation through actions, not words. As James watched incredulously, Nigel crouched down low, then leaned in and began licking his brother's anus. Tensing up at the unfamiliar warm, wet feeling against his back door, Jim yelped with confusion. They'd never even talked about this kind of thing before! He was so flustered that he stammered foolishly just trying to say his lover's name. "N-N-N-Ni-Nigel!" he finally managed, "What are you doing?!" Lying down on his stomach to get in a position that was easier on his spine, Nigel briefly ceased his tender lickings and peeked up over the edge of James' thigh, where he just gave him a look that spoke volumes. What does it look like I'm doing? "Oh God... that f-feels so weird..." James whimpered, as Nigel resumed his oral venerations, "We - we never even t-talked about... about rimming..." Reluctantly, Nigel paused again to look over at James' face, nuzzling against his brother's balls as he spoke. "Surprise, Jim, heh heh..." he whispered, lustily, "I've wanted to do this for you for years now, but somehow, admitting that I wanted to lick your ass was even more embarrassing than admitting I wanted to fuck it. Relax, sweetheart, this is all for you, so just enjoy it." As that tongue returned to his rear, the bow-marked otter shivered, feeling his penis beginning to twitch and respond to his twin's ministrations, and he closed his eyes, moaning softly into the night as he let his body go limp. When Ni put it like that, it was hard to argue with the man.

James decided to let Nigel keep going, as it did feel good, even if he'd never thought about giving or receiving this particular act before, but he found it exceedingly hard to sit still, his legs and tail twitching involuntarily and his webbed fingers digging into the sand beneath him as Nigel slowly, languidly licked at the other otter's entrance, as if they had all the time in the world. When he felt the unmistakable sensation of Nigel applying pressure, his tongue slowly slipping inside James' rear, Jim whimpered again, despite himself. "B-but Nigel..." he whispered, "What if there's still come inside me?" He said it as if he dreaded that possibility as much as the idea of a venomous snake taking up residence in his backside, but Nigel seemed completely unbothered. "Well, I put it there, I won't mind cleaning it up," he said, casually, between licks, "Just don't expect that to be a regular part of the deal." James just churred softly in response, and the arrow-marked male went back to what he'd been doing, his tail floating back and forth behind him as he happily tended to his brother's rump. Soon enough, James was fully hard, his erection practically staring him in the face, and as Nigel worked his tongue in and out of his lover's rear, he reached up to take hold of Jim's penis. There was no stroking involved, Nigel just held onto James' dick and gave it the occasional gentle squeeze. After one of these squeezes, James whimpered as he watched his cock throb and drool a little pre-come onto his belly. Feeling that supple tongue teasing inside him, Jim had to ask. "N-Nigel, are you gonna make me come like this?" he asked quietly, unsure whether or not he would stop his brother if that were the case. But Nigel immediately ceased his oral ministrations and looked up, brow furrowed. "Why? Are you getting close?" he asked, seemingly concerned. Blushing again, James shook his head. "N-no, but..." As he trailed off, Nigel nodded reluctantly. "Alright, might as well stop anyway," he sighed, "if I get any harder my dick is going to carve its own burrow in the sand."

With one last tender nuzzle against James' sac, breathing in deep of his lover's masculine scent, Nigel eased the other otter's rump back down and got up onto his knees. When Ni took his dick in hand, clearly staring at Jim's anus, the bow-marked brother felt a sudden moment of fear. "W-wait! I've only ever done it once!" he said, starting to get up, "We can't just use spit for lube!" Nigel put a hand down on his brother's chest, stopping him from sitting up, and for just a moment, James thought Nigel might be about to jam it into him anyway, overcome with lust. He felt legitimately embarrassed as Nigel instead got up without a word and picked up his towel, which lay next to James' on a large, flat rock. As he picked it up, the fabric unfolded itself - and a familiar tub of lubricating jelly fell out into Nigel's waiting hand. The bow-marked brother shook his head and laughed. "You were planning to seduce me this whole time, weren't you?" he said, unable to muster up any annoyance as his lover returned. "Well, you seemed dead set on going for a midnight swim," said Nigel, "So I figured what the hell, worst case scenario you flat-out refuse and we do it in your room." James nodded sagely. "Well, I do have a pretty fantastic ass," he deadpanned, "I don't really blame you." Nigel grinned at that, then shrugged as he brushed the last bits of sand off his dick and began to apply the Vaseline. "Though I have to admit, I've been looking for a way to make it up to you since I pulled out earlier," he commented, rubbing the jelly along his length, "Felt a bit bad about teasing you in the middle of our first time... and when I saw your tight little ass in the moonlight, I knew juuuuuust how to make it up to you." James couldn't help but giggle as his lover licked his chops exaggeratedly, running his tongue along his whiskers.

A moment later, James let out an adorable eep as Nigel slipped a finger under his tail without warning, to lube up his rear. The otter with the arrow tattoo grinned at this reaction, which made James' blush linger just a little bit longer. "Next time, we should just do them one right after the other," Nigel muttered after a while, "Mmmm, I just love the idea of fucking my sexy twin brother in his tight, perfect ass, using my own leftover come as lube..." James actually winced at that, and Nigel paused in his fingering. "...Too far?" he asked, tilting his head to one side, whiskers twitching. James just nodded, so the other male grinned apologetically. "Sorry, Jim," he said, "Uhh, in my fantasies, you're always way into the dirty talk..." "S'okay," replied James, barely audibly, before Nigel pulled his fingers back out. "Ready when you are, brother," he said, excitement plain on his face. With a grin, he gently slapped the underside of each of his lover's thighs. "C'mon, lift your knees, wide and high, would you?" the arrow-marked male asked, "That's better, easier to get it in. Here we go..." James whimpered, still a little nervous, as he felt the tip of Nigel's cock touch his anus once again. Nigel had made a compelling argument, but he couldn't help but fret about doing it in the open like this. Once he was in position, Nigel reached out and took James' hand in his own, holding it tight, as if for moral support. James silently gave it a grateful squeeze, and received one of his own in return. Then Nigel began to push forward, and they both shivered. After their recent debauchery, James' anus only put up the mildest of fights before it surrendered to the pressure once more and allowed entrance to Nigel's rigid prick, which slid inside smoothly and easily, making the bow-marked male whimper again, his webbed toes curling up as that thick cock spread him open inside, rubbing against his most sensitive spots.

"Ohhh, shit..." he moaned, turning his head to the side. To Jim's surprise, Nigel reached over and turned his head back the other way so they could meet each other's gaze. "Look me in the eye, baby," Nigel whispered, even as he continued to slowly bury his shaft in his lover's rump. "Oh yeah," the arrow-marked otter continued, "So many fun emotions. You were right, face to face does feel more intimate." With that, he suddenly gave a sharper shove, sheathing the last couple of inches of his manhood in his brother's tight backside. James yelped in surprise, but was relieved to realize it hadn't actually hurt. They stayed like that for a moment, once again savouring the sensations they were bringing each other, before James shuddered with pleasure and groaned. "I just don't get it, you still feel enormous," he said, making his brother chuckle, "Oh, Nigel... Come here so I can kiss you..." As the other male moved to comply, leaning forward and down towards his lover's face, Jim instinctively raised his feet and wrapped his legs around his brother's waist, putting one hand on Nigel's cheek and finishing his thought just before they kissed. "...You gorgeous stud."

Under normal circumstances, James would have expected Nigel to tease him for doing something as porny as calling his lover a 'gorgeous stud', but then, under normal circumstances, he supposed the twins wouldn't be having anal sex in a public place, plus that particular porny line was directed at Nigel himself, so James wasn't terribly surprised when the other otter just smiled before their lips made contact. Given the way their last session had gone, the submissive male was also expecting Nigel to start fucking him hard at any moment, but as he brought his arms up and around his twin's back, Nigel remained fully hilted in his lover's rump without moving his hips, as if Ni was focusing instead on their entwining tongues, or on running his hands along his brother's body. James found it hard to argue with that, as he returned the favour and ran his hands up and down along Nigel's sleek, somewhat damp pelt, really getting a feeling for the fur as he kissed the other male, determined to show Nigel exactly how much he'd cared about him all this time. Not for the first time since their first kiss, the bow-marked male suppressed the urge to whimper as he breathed in his lover's scent - not his sexual pheromones, just his natural scent - and was reminded that this was Nigel, that this was the brother he'd carried in his heart since before he even knew what love was. Nigel's eyes fluttered open slightly as James suddenly redoubled his efforts, kissing him hungrily even as he clenched down on the hard length buried within him, as if just to remind himself that it was there, that he'd finally begun the relationship with his brother that for so many years he'd dared not even hope for. When they finally broke it off, James placed one hand on his lover's cheek, gently stroking his fur with his thumb. "I... I was worried you wouldn't want to kiss me," whispered Nigel, "You know, after I..." As he trailed off, embarrassed, James just smiled. "It's alright, brother, it's not like you were asking me to clean your dick off after we finished," he said, before frowning slightly and continuing, "...On that note, don't you get any ideas, buddy." Deep down, James knew with absolute certainty that his trusted brother would never make him do anything he wasn't comfortable with. And yet, he had to admit he felt a certain amount of relief when Nigel responded to this by laughing.

Soon, Nigel braced his legs against the ground and pulled his hips back, his prick sliding smoothly and effortlessly back out. James whimpered as he was robbed of the feeling of being gloriously full, clenching down hard on his brother's cock as if he were trying to keep it in place. So when Nigel reversed direction near the end and shoved himself back inside, the bow-marked male arched his back, letting his head rest on the sand, and moaned with pleasure. Nigel chuckled as he hilted himself once more, keeping the rhythm going. "You like that, brother?" he asked softly, grinning in the dark. James nodded with a happy sigh as he leaned up, resting his head against Nigel's shoulder and focusing on the sensations that thick, rigid dick was bringing him. "Mmm, just like that, Nigel..." James whispered, "Don't s-stop... And hold me tighter, if that's okay, I - I would - uhh... Oh, dammit!" The otter blushed and pouted. "I've wanted this - I've wanted you for so long I can't even remember," he muttered, "But now that I've actually got you, I keep t-trying to tell you how important this is, how you make me feel, and I - I can't even put it in words! This position was s-supposed to be all romantic and stuff, it was supposed to be p-perfect..." James trailed off as Nigel gently pushed him back down so they could look each other in the eye. James blushed even harder under his lover's gaze as Nigel's thrusting slowed down. "Hey, are you getting upset, Jim?" the arrow-marked otter asked, softly, surprising James, "It's okay, just relax, babe, you - you don't need to make this absolutely perfect for me... I... I'm the other side of you, remember? I think I know exactly how I make you feel, because, you know... you make me feel the same way." Kissing James on the forehead, and earning a low churring sound for his trouble, Nigel smiled that devilishly handsome smile. "You don't need to say anything at all, Jim," he whispered, "I just need you here with me." Whimpering with joy for a change, James nuzzled against his brother and squeezed him tight using both his arms and legs. "Oh, Ni..." he replied, shivering with joy (and, okay, a fair amount of pleasure), "I was wrong... as long as I've got you, this will be perfect."

With that, the twins kissed again, and Nigel sped up his thrusting to match his earlier efforts. It wasn't anywhere near the frantic pace they'd reached the first time they had sex, but then, James had intended for this to be more about their love than about their pleasure, so he didn't mind much. Not that there wasn't a whole lot of pleasure, either! James could barely believe how good it felt as his brother rocked his hips back and forth, as Nigel's prick slid in and out of his tight rump. He even enjoyed the sensation of his lover's scrotum gently brushing against the base of his tail in perfect time with his thrusts. Behind Nigel's back, the submissive otter felt his toes curl up as the head of his brother's dick rubbed against a particularly sensitive spot, and he broke off the kiss just long enough to moan, but no sooner had his own penis pulsed hard, leaking more pre onto his fur, than he felt Ni wrap his fingers around it and give it a squeeze, which made it throb again, and made James need to pull away from the kiss to gasp. Just as he was wondering if Nigel was timing these things to tease him on purpose, his lover whispered into his ear. "I'm sorry, Jim," Nigel murmured, "I've gotta get better about remembering to g-give you the reach-around, you must think I'm so selfish..." James chuckled self-consciously, his whiskers twitching as the other male playfully licked his throat. "Uhh, actually Nigel, my - my ass feels so good, I kinda didn't notice you hadn't started that yet..." he admitted, finally past the point of blushing. To his horror, the arrow-marked twin responded by letting go of James' penis, which suddenly felt so cold and ignored in the cool night air. "Oh, good then!" Nigel teased, "Then you won't mind if I -" The mustelid laughed softly as James grabbed his wrist rather firmly and returned it to his manhood, closing his brother's fingers around it insistently. "Then again, maybe not..." said Nigel, chuckling. James just sighed in relief as that warm, strong hand began to stroke his cock, and began to push back at his brother's thrusts, squeezing with his legs at the same time to try and pull Nigel in closer, wanting to feel that thick shaft as deep inside him as he could.

With all the licking and kissing and nuzzling, not to mention the churring, oh the endless churring of pleasure, James hated to admit that the pleasure inside him was building up, but eventually, as the two brothers moving as one began to pant and shudder and tremble, they both knew the end was upon them. Breaking off the latest lip-lock, James looked up at his brother and smiled. "Nigel..." he whispered, "I know you want to ask... d-don't pull out. Come inside me. I wanna feel it again." Nigel just moaned in response. "Oh, God yes..." he gasped, thrusting a little harder than before, "M-music to my ears, brother..." the bow-marked male hugged his lover a little tighter as Nigel adjusted himself, moving one leg forward so that he could brace himself against the sand and free up both his hands, one to stroke his brother's achingly stiff, pulsing cock, which even now leaked pre fairly constantly, and one to wander his body, teasing and caressing. James was reduced to whimpering, moaning wordlessly, and gasping his lover's name as the twins neared their crescendo. As James squeezed Nigel close in a hug during a particularly strong 'warning' pulse of pleasure, Jim rested his chin on his brother's shoulder and happened to open his eyes. The night wasn't the least bit overcast, and this far out from the city, he could see the full moon and every star in the sky clearly, twinkling above them as they cast their gentle light on the young otters coupling by the edge of Lake Tescin. He'd worried that the moment wouldn't be romantic enough, but as he saw this, James was suddenly awash with emotion; here he was, making sweet love to his twin, to his other half, finally preparing to unite as one with his beloved Nigel... and he suddenly found he had tears of joy in his eyes. Blinking them away, he leaned back, trembling in the other male's arms. "Oh - Oh Ni, I'm s-so close... d-do it... finish m-me..." he begged, barely able to think straight enough to speak with the delicious friction in his backside bringing him so much pleasure.

Groaning with need, Nigel's hand became a blur as he stroked James' manhood with gusto, leaning forward to capture his brother's mouth as he continued to thrust energetically into his rear, a muffled slapping now audible as their bodies met again and again. As the point of no return hurtled towards him, James whimpered softly, closing his eyes to focus on the pleasure Nigel was bringing him... but in the end, it was not the tight fist stroking his penis that brought James over the edge, it was feeling his lover's own pleasure; the arrow-marked otter groaned into their kiss as he tensed up and went rigid, slamming himself home and sheathing his prick in his brother's rump one last time as his climax overwhelmed him. Nigel grunted and shuddered in his lover's arms as his prick throbbed and spasmed, spurting thick, bountiful gouts of hot, wet otter come deep inside James' rear, painting his clenching inner walls with Nigel's seed. It was this feeling, this sudden wet warmth spreading inside him, as Nigel ground against his backside, that overwhelmed James and brought him to his own orgasm. The submissive twin arched his back off the sand and moaned helplessly as his erection pulsated against his brother's fingers, the otter tightening the grip on his legs and trapping Nigel deep inside him while Jim spent himself all over his chest and stomach in warm, gooey jets. Or so he thought, for as the bow-marked male trembled and ejaculated most productively, emptying his balls in seemingly endless bursts of pleasure, Nigel had moved his free hand under the head of James' cock, his webbed fingers making it easy to catch every last drop of the thick, creamy semen spilled by his lover while James' inner walls clenched rhythmically against the dick inside him, prolonging Nigel's release and 'milking' him of every last drop he had. And so, on the shores of Lake Tescin, wrapped in each other's arms, the Ellisson twins shuddered their way through orgasm together for the second time, their muffled cries and moans of pleasure doing nothing to rouse their distant neighbours from their slumber.

When it was finally over, when he'd given everything he had, James slumped down to the sand beneath them with a deep, long groan, letting his arms go limp and slip off his brother's back as he lay back on the beach and closed his eyes. He was still dizzy from the ecstasy of his release, so he just lay there, trying to catch his breath. Jim made the effort, though, to keep his legs right where they were, holding Nigel's prick inside him, wanting to savour that feeling for as long as possible. "Oh - Oh fuck, oh Jesus..." James panted, "I - I didn't think you could c-come that hard without, like, d-dying or something..." Nigel had slumped forward, letting his stroking hand slip off his lover's cock to support his weight on the sand, and adjusted his legs to make it easier to stay upright without falling over. Once the dizziness had passed, Nigel lowered himself down to lie partially atop his brother, doing nothing to extricate himself from his twin's tight rear or the legs around his waist as he nuzzled against James' cheek, tickling him with his whiskers and his own panting breath. "H-how do you know..." the dominant male started, pausing to take a deep breath, "...That we didn't just d-die fucking on the lakeshore?" James didn't look up to see the enormous smile on Nigel's face, but it matched the one across his muzzle as he immediately replied with snark of his own. "For s-sex like that?" he asked, incredulously, "Fuckin' A, Nigel, it was worth it!"

Both otters laughed at that, and they just sat there together for a moment. When James finally lifted his head, he regarded the sight of Nigel laying there, casually licking his brother's come off of his hand, and he smiled approvingly. "This could be a problem," the bow-marked male commented, "I wanna, like, go back inside to cuddle... but I never, ever want you to pull out. Hmm. Maybe we'll just have to make a life for ourselves right here on the beach." As Jim patted the sand next to them lovingly, Nigel looked up from his feast, stray drops of James' seed glistening on his whiskers, and winked. "I like the sound of that," he admitted, "But if we stay right here, naked, with my dick in your ass, the cops'll take us away for indecent exposure, and we'll have to start a new new life in jail." James snickered, then sighed exaggeratedly. "Well, when you put it like that, I guess we'd better not," the bow-marked otter said, wistfully, "Alright, let's head back." With that, he released the grip his legs had on his lover, and let them lie flat on the ground. With a grunt, Nigel pulled back, his slowly deflating penis easily slipping out of his brother's tired rump, and both twins let out much more genuine sighs as they immediately missed their respective sensations.

As Nigel stood up, James curiously dabbed a finger against his anus and laughed softly at the amount of come on his digits as he held them up to look. "Fuck, Nigel, do you have any left?" he asked, "Or was it all going to expire tomorrow so you wanted to use it up tonight?" He looked up to his brother, who had gathered both towels and slipped into his sandals. But instead of answering, Nigel knelt down and placed James' sandals on his brother's feet - and then shoved his hands under the other male, gathering his surprised lover up into his arms. "Whoa!" cried James, as Nigel stood up again, "N-Nigel, what the fuck?" Nigel crooked his neck over and kissed his brother on the cheek, smiling warmly. "Looks like that took more out of you than me," the arrow-marked male said, "I thought it would be cute to, I don't know, carry you inside like it's our wedding night or something." James was about to protest his apparent role as the bride instead of the groom in this particular tradition, and then, thinking about exactly how hard he'd climaxed tonight from being fucked by his brother, he smirked, deciding he really couldn't argue with that. "Well yeah, okay, that's cute," James admitted, "B-but I weigh as much as you do, man, can you even carry me all that way?" As Nigel started walking towards the cabin, he affixed his twin with a stern look. "We're swimmers, remember?" he asked, rhetorically, "We work out all the time. I'll be fine... as long as you stop squirming!" Reaching up, James wrapped his arms around Nigel's neck, as if seeking further support, but he obediently sat still in his lover's arms from that point forward. Nigel did indeed succeed at carrying him all the way to the cabin, where he had to get James to reach out and open the door for them, before proceeding to Jim's bedroom and dropping his brother off there before returning to lock the door and turn out the lights. Before long, Nigel joined James in his bed, to share in the last of their afterglow.

Almost an hour of cuddling passed with no words spoken between them, only churring, before James spoke up. "So, uh, we can't get married or anything, pretty sure that's still illegal everywhere," he said, "But I was thinking maybe we could get matching metal bands on our tails or something, put some kind of secret inscription on the inside. What do you think?" Nigel grinned and licked his brother's nose. "I think it's day one, and it went very well, and I'd like a good night's sleep before we start planning the rest of our lives together," he replied, making it sound playful, not chiding. James grinned at that and ran one finger along Nigel's back. "Fair enough, I guess... God, I'm so glad this happened," the bow-marked otter murmured, "I was so worried that you'd reject me, or that we'd do it and then feel super guilty afterwards and never be able to face each other again..." Nigel tugged on James' whiskers with his lips before responding. "We never have to worry about that again, Jim," he whispered, "We belong together. I've never been more sure of anything in my life." The otters kissed briefly, their tails teasing against each other, and then Nigel blushed, grinning self-consciously as he asked his mate a question. "Uhhh... Hey Jim?" he started, "Do, uh, do you think maybe I could b-bottom next time? I mean, I still feel like a top and everything, but seeing how hot it made you, I, er, got curious..." James gave him a look as if he were carefully considering the request. "Hmm... I don't know, Ni, I mean, I love being a bottom," he said, deadpan, "What happens if I fuck you and it turns out you're a total butt-slut? When would it be my turn again?"

The arrow-marked twin blushed even harder for a moment, as if he wasn't sure if James was being serious or not, and then he laughed, shaking his head. "You asshole," he muttered. It was James' turn to lick his lover's nose. "You know you love it," Jim teased, before smiling more genuinely, "Sure, we can switch next time if you want, I'm kinda top-curious myself." Speaking of requests had jarred something loose from his memory, and James nodded back in the direction of the main room. "Hey, while we're asking for stuff," he said, "Do you think that we could go back to no-boner teasing each other after swimming?" Nigel now regarded him with a very real uncertain look. "...You mean in addition to having actual sex, right? Not instead of it?" James chuckled and nodded. "Oh hell yes, I just thought teasing the shit out of you was fun, and I missed it." Nigel's smile returned, and he nodded. "Then by all means," he replied, "I've actually kinda missed that too." After a moment, Nigel caressed his lover's cheek, and his smile widened slightly. "Jim... I love you." James was quick to respond, giving the other male a squeeze. "I love you too, Ni."

With that, James rested his head on his lover's chest, and the brothers fell silent once more, at least until Nigel's smile slipped a little, and his gaze became distracted from the otter in his arms. "Hey," whispered James softly, once he glanced up and noticed, "What's wrong, brother? I can tell something's eating at you." His whiskers twitched anxiously, giving away the fretting going on as he tried to sound relaxed. "You're not, um, having second thoughts about that whole 'never been more sure of anything' thing, are you?" the bow-marked male asked nervously. Nigel was quick to reassure his mate, hugging him tight and shaking his head. "No, no! Nothing like that!" Nigel insisted, "It's just... Well, to be honest, after spending so many years fighting our urges... resisting our love... It just feels kind of weird to lie here and realize that we finally, you know, committed incest after all." Moving up to make proper face-to-face contact again, James churred reassuringly, briefly kissing Nigel's cheek. "Oh, don't worry about that, Nigel," he said, "Just think of it as... inventing a new rule." Nigel chuckled at that. "I appreciate the effort, Jim," he replied, sighing, "But we had full-on sex. Twice! I'm pretty sure there's no way to draw that line without us already having gone past it." Still grinning, James made a dismissive gesture and shook his head. "Pshaw, that's no big deal," he said, playfully, "We're still twins, right? The other halves of each other?" Nigel tilted his head to the side quizzically, still not seeing it. "Yeah, but..." James silenced him by touching a single finger to his brother's lips. "How about this, Ni? 'It's not incest... unless you're two different people.'"

~The End~