Big Sister's Birthday Surprise
Lycan was having a good afternoon. His twelfth birthday had come just a few days ago, bringing him one year closer to the teens. Then he wouldn't be a baby anymore, as far as he was concerned. For his birthday, he received a gaming console he had been asking for and a few games to go with it. The young wolf was happy and content even if his family tended to dump all of the chores on him. Today his chores were all done, his homework was finished and back in the folder in his book bag, and he had the night to himself for gaming.
The door, already ajar, swung the rest of the way open. Lycan turned his head at its distinctive creak, ears folding back and thumb hitting the pause button.
"Hey, sis," Lycan muttered, turning back to his game. His head snapped back to his sister when his brain caught up to what he had seen. "Where are your pants?" he asked, bewildered and starting to giggle.
Shayla was a pretty wolf four years Lycan's senior. Her development into a lovely woman not yet complete. The curves she would possess as an adult were mere hints now. Her breasts were apparent in her buttoned-down shirt but her face was still youthful. Her long black hair bobbed as she strode toward her brother, shutting the door with an offhand push.
Without speaking a word, Shayla grabbed her brother by the shoulders and threw him onto his back. Lycan was conditioned for passivity but he still shrieked. "Shay, what are you doing? What-?" he asked, sounding more baffled than worried.
The wolfess pulled down her brother's shorts and briefs in the same tug. Her paws grappled with his young penis and balls which had only recently descended. Her knee she planted on his torso, putting most of her weight on him to keep him down. They wrestled and played at times; she knew he could handle it.
"Si-i-is," Lycan squeaked, pawing at her bare leg, keeping well away from her butt and from her thing as it had been nebulously explained to him, though his eyes were curious about her differences. His penis rapidly stiffened in her grip. Erections were a frequent source of embarrassment for the young wolf but he had not yet discovered the pleasure of self-abuse.
Shayla started to grin as she tugged her brother's small, uncircumcised cock. It made little precum to lubricate itself so she paused to spit into her palm, then resumed her strokes and tugs. The girl was gentle around the pucker of the foreskin. She made no real effort to tug it back.
"Ooh-, ohmigawd," Lycan crooned, rolling back his eyes and huffing. He bit his lip and whimpered, then his paws fell to the floor. His short claws raked the carpet. "Mmh, oh gawd, what're you-, what are you doing?" he said, shuddering.
The wolfess ducked her head down, locks fanning into a curtain around her brother's loins. Her soft lips parted and she engulfed his member, gulping in the four inches he currently boasted. As she sucked and bobbed, she hoped that he'd get bigger as the rest of his body grew. Her suckles were loud and the seal she formed with her lips was often broken, filling the room with wet pops.
Lycan covered his own snout, pawing at his face and rubbing his jowls. Something was tingling in his crotch like he was being tickled. It was like the time a friend had dared him into licking a nine-volt battery but gentler and smoother. His balls were starting to feel snug like they did when he went out in the cold.
"S-sis, Shay," Lycan bleated, his face now a mask of absolute pleasure. His sister's head bobbed, the sound of eager oral sex popping and sloshing against the blue-painted walls of his room. Her paw caressed his scrotum, gently fingering the gonads, knowing those too would get bigger and fuller as he grew.
Shayla was wet from blowing her brother. Later she would find a way to satisfy herself. For now all that mattered was Lycan's belated birthday present. How many other boys got sucked off by their sister for their twelfth birthday? She decided it couldn't be many.
Shayla's maw worked hard on her little brother's virgin penis. Her tongue was like wet, pink velvet and it curled and corkscrewed on Lycan's shaft, teasing and torquing it toward its first release. Now she could taste beads of precum which she found bitter and sharp in contrast to the boy's clean penile flesh. Mother and father were very firm about their boy's hygiene. Shayla was impressed by his adherence.
"Oh, I feel weird, it feels-, that feels really-," Lycan whimpered, his words fragmented like his thoughts. His climax was intense and abrupt. His young penis pulsed between Shayla's fangs and against her tongue, twitching so harshly that it was as if his cock were flinching in her mouth. A single rope of semen shot against her palate and was greedily guzzled down. A watery ooze of salty fluid followed but Shayla pulled up, leaving his cock throbbing and dribbling and caked in slobber.
The wolfess glanced at her brother's panting, gasping features and then stood up. She thought of saying happy birthday but decided against it. Without a word, she left his room, leaving the door ajar just as it had been.
Lycan didn't know what mom or dad would say if they saw him laying with his shorts down. For right now he didn't care. He reached down and touched himself, fingering his prick with care. Touching himself was nothing new but it felt different, like it didn't want to be touched. The sensation of just prodding its already semi-flaccid length gave him a feeling of overwhelming stimulation and he jerked his paw back as if his penis were electrified. After a few minutes he pulled up his shorts. After ten more minutes sitting quietly and blushing, as well as a quick trip to the bathroom because he suddenly needed to pee quite badly, he was back to playing his new video game console.