Stranded
Commission for anonymous.
Thunk.
The coconut landed hard on the rock and it's hard outer shell was pierced, albeit with some difficulty. With a tired groan, Chike heaved the coconut up and made sure to have the cracked side facing up as he carried it through the trees and back towards the beach that overlooked the sea. He felt like today was going to be yet another exhausting day.
Chike was stranded on a deserted island, and had been for several weeks. He wasn't alone, however-- as if he needed any more headaches, his twin brother, Lekan, was also here with him. Lekan was, for want of a better word, lazy and unproductive. Chike was quite the opposite. Despite them often being a loggerheads the majority of the time, they had no choice but to work together to survive.
In the many years to come, when they told tales of their time on the island, many would probably ask: Why were they not rescued immediately? That, in itself, was also part of the 'funny' tale they had to share. In truth, they were on a cruise with their parents, and had thought that sneaking out in the middle of the night to play around with the life boats would be an amusing endeavour. That is, until the winch that held the boat suspended on the side of the ship suddenly loosened, and their boat plummeted into the water. They attempted to call for help, but the waves had been rough that night, and despite the shelter of the cruise ship, the waves had washed them away from the ship. That, in turn, had carried them to the small island to which they were not stuck on.
The 12 year old boys were hopeful, of course, that someone would come to their rescue. Until then, however, they were forced to use their wits and keep out of each other's fur, so to speak. One of the many things they would not speak of in the years to come, however, was what really went down on that island.
With a satisfying grunt, Chike placed the coconut on the rudimentary table they had fashioned out of twigs, its surface sitting on the sand near the trees, rather than closer to the waves. The tide tended to rise high in the evenings and they had come to learn, on their first night, that sleeping near the water made for a terrible bed, when the waves inevitably lapped up underneath them.
"You could at least try." Chike grumbled, and his brother turned his head towards him.
"I am trying," Lekan replied with a smirk. "I'm soaking up the sun's energy so I can turn into superman and fly away from here."
"Like that'll work." Chike snorted and with a chuckle, Lekan returned to his sunbathing. The two of them were leopard boys, and twins no less. They were quite close, despite arguing constantly. It was only in stressful times like these that their personality truly shone, even if one of them was less than helpful.
"Did you get food?" Lekan asked, rolling over after a moment to peruse what delights Chike had dragged over from the forest. When he spotted only a single coconut, the boy frowned.
"Really?" He grimaced. "Just a coconut?"
"I don't see you putting in any effort."
"I am. Don't you want to fly?"
"I wasn't born with a brain the size of a walnut, unlike a certain twin I know."
Lekan let out an angry hiss and sat up a little more as Chike stared him down, tail flicking left and right in annoyance. The two of them were always like this, but it wasn't some animalistic fight for dominance or territory. Instead, it was simple a clash of personalities. They always squabbled and argued, much to the dismay of their loving parents.
Lekan leapt forwards, vaulting over the small table made of twigs and barrelling right into his twin's body. The two of them tumbled backwards, fighting and clawing in the dirt. Neither of them scratched or attacked with the intent to kill: even if they were fighting for the sake of venting their anger, they still pulled their punches, the care they had for each other and their dependency on each other for survival far outweighing their need to be right. Chike reached up and bit his twin's ear, and Lekan mewled and retreated, reaching down and patting his open hand against his brother's face, smacking him lighty on the cheek and nose, causing Chike to briefly recoil. That gave Lekan in the opportunity he needed.
He snapped his hands down, grasping his brother's wrists in his own small grip and forcing him to the sand, keeping him pinned. Chike attempted, with all his might, to push his hands up and force his brother back, but he couldn't combat his twin brother's weight as well as his strength. Though the two were physically matched, it was his brother's weight alone, the mass of his boyish body, that had turned the tides in Lekan's favour.
Chike squirmed and struggled for a little longer, until he realised that his efforts to pull himself out from underneath Lekan were futile. He arched his back and glared up at Lekan, pouting his bottom lips and sticking out his tongue as a vague insult.
"Idiot." Lekan remarked coldly, but a cocky grin spread across his face. Chike wanted to think of a suitable retort but, honestly, nothing came to mind. Instead, his body brought his attention to the way their frames pressed together. He could feel his twin brother's bulge against his own.
To say that there hadn't been sexual tension between them before would be an outright lie. They had spent the better part of 3 weeks on this island alone, using nothing but their own smarts to get by. They were lucky to find water and food within the tropical jungle that seemed devoid of any natural predators, but clothes? Those were a rarity, and all they had were the ones on their backs. Over time, the little nicks and scrapes they had received from catching a branch or two had worn their clothes down considerably. Barely anything of their shirts remained, and they had only the tattered trousers, reduced to shorts, to keep their loins protected.
In the times they'd bathed, Chike couldn't help but sneak a peak at his brother. The two of them were in the prime of their pubescence, so it was natural for them to be curious about each other's bodies. Chike was perhaps a little more curious than his brother, who might be a little too dim-witted to really understand the changes in his body or even be curious about other boys and potentially girls. The way that his brother held him down made it clear to Chike that Lekan was oblivious to their proximity, and equally unaware of their sheaths pushing together.
"What?" Lekan frowned and he looked, surprisingly, concerned. "What is it? You look weird."
"N-No, it's nothing, just that...your dick is touching mine." Chike pointed out, feeling a little flustered at even admitting it. A sly smile spread across his brother's face and Lekan rolled his hips back, before pushing them forwards.
"Like this?" Lekan mused, grinding his crotch against his brother's own. Chike's breath hitched in his throat as a delightful trickle of pleasure shot up his spine and hummed throughout his body. He found himself tensing beneath his brother, before immediately relaxing as the pleasure reached the surface. Lekan smirked again, apparently feeling rather triumphant, before he leant his head down.
"Lekan, what're you doing?" The leopard murmured awkwardly as the boy trailed his muzzle down, grazing it against Chike's neck. Chike immediately tilted his head to the side, feeling his cheeks growing flushed.
"I saw something in a video once," Lekan said, barely above a whisper. "Something about...um..."
He looked too embarrassed to say it, but he did what he wanted anyway. His lips traced to the side along Chike's own until his muzzle met with the boy's lips. Lekan closed his eyes, keeping Chike pinned down as he gave him a delicate, curious kiss. It wasn't much to either of them, at least not at first: the feel of muzzle against muzzle was nice, but it wasn't until they stuck out their tongues and touched the rough surface of them together that the two of them felt a tingle, a stab of desire that shot through their body like a hot knife.
A quiet huff escaped Lekan's lips as he angled his head, pushing his lips deeper as they kissed, and he began to slowly rock his hips, grinding his sheath against his brother's package. The two of them quietly squirmed and panted, pressed against one-another. The sexual tension that had hung in the air for the past week of their situation was finally bearing fruit in the form of passionate incest.
"L-Lekan, we shouldn't." Chike murmured between their quiet kisses, but Lekan just grunted, moving his head down and peppering his lips against his brother's neck as his hips continued to gyrate and shift, rolling against his brother's body.
"Why not? I can feel how much you enjoy it." Lekan remarked, and Chike knew he wasn't bluffing him: he could feel his own aching erection, his feline cock pulsing beneath the fabric of his ripped and shredded trousers. Each rub of Lekan's own package was stimulating him beyond what he could have imagined. Sure, he touched himself on occasion, but it was different when someone else was doing it, especially if that someone was your own brother.
"I know, but..." Chike couldn't really conjure up a suitable excuse as to why he might be against the idea. The more that Lekan kissed him, the hotter he felt, and the more his cheeks burned. Damnit, he was enjoying this. Lekan knew that-- he just wanted to tease him.
Slowly, Lekan moved further and further down, ignoring his brother's ripped shirt as his fingers traced along the waistband of those dishevelled trousers. He hooked his fingers between Chike's clothes and his body, and began to shimmy the pants down, sliding them past the boys hips and exposing his loins to the air. Chike grumbled a little and his ears flattened against his head as his cock was reveal, 4 inches of erect feline member twitching against his stomach, dribbling tiny droplets of pre-cum against his fur.
Lekan wasted no time in dipping his head down, dragging his rough tongue along the leopard's balls and up towards his cock. Chike let out a quiet whimper and watched, body tensed, as his twin brother dragging the length of his leopard tongue up the boy's body, smearing along his twitching length and up towards the tip. He grasped the base with his hand, angling it upwards a little so he could get a better grip on it and give his tongue more room to explore.
"Mmh..." Chike couldn't help but let out a small groan of approval as he watch Lekan's tongue roll around the tip of his member in a smooth, circular motion. His twin brother bowed his head down, letting the cock slide into his muzzle a little as his tongue rolled along the underside. Chike's barbs flared instinctively, and they pricked the boy's tongue as Lekan dragged his head back, smearing spittle onto the boy's cock.
"Your barbs hurt." Lekan complained, but he didn't stop. Instead, he bowed his head and kept going, applying plentiful amounts of spit onto his brother's cock as he slowly began to bob his head, dutifully rolling his wet appendage around the twitching length and making sure to taste every pulsing inch.
They silently continued their little session, with Chike letting out the occasional moan and huff as Lekan suckled and slurping, occasionally pausing to ease the discomfort on his tongue. The strange barbs pricked against it and made it feel quite strange, and not necessarily in a good way.
"Mmh. Can we try something else?" Lekan asked, but he didn't exactly wait for a response before getting right to it. He popped the button of his tattered shorts, tugging them down past his boyish hips and towards his knees, keeping them there for now. He shuffled forwards atop the rustic blanket they had laid out to stop the sand getting in their clothes when they first arrived, and he crawled himself into position atop his brother, forcing Chike's legs apart so he could nestle between them.
It was then that Chike became aware of his brother's own arousal, and he soon realised that it was more than a one-sided affair. His brother, with an identical sized cock, pressed the length of his 4 inch member along Chike's inner thigh, making his arousal rather clear. His intentions, however, remained a mystery. That is, until Lekan reached down and tugged his brother's hips up a little bit.
"What are you doing, Lekan?" Chike asked tentatively, watching as his twin brother spat on his own, reaching down to smear it around his cock. Chike didn't like being so easily manhandled, less so by his brother, and Lekan had removed his pants completely, leaving him mostly exposed. His leopard tail coiled anxiously to and fro, but Lekan's own tail met with his. Their tails naturally coiled around one-another is a secret display of affection, of their bonding as brothers, despite their bickering. Neither of them commented on it.
"Something I saw in a video...ah, before all this. You know." He shifted uncomfortably on the spot as he gaze darted down, but Chike could see that his brother wasn't looking at his cock, but something beneath it. Chike didn't quite understand at first, but when Lekan grasped the base of his cock and angled it down, he quickly realised what he planned to do. It took little time for Lekan to wedge the cone-shaped end of his cock between Chike's clenching cheeks, and even less time for Lekan to jut his hips forwards, forcing the end of his cock into his twin brother's behind.
Chike let out a hiss of disapproval, but he didn't resist completely, curious himself to see what might happen. Lekan groaned out in pleasure as his cock pushed forwards and sunk deep into his brother's behind, and he nestled himself halfway in just a matter of moments. Chike frowned. It hurt a little, but not as bad as he was expecting.
When Lekan pulled back, however, Chike truly felt discomfort. Lekan's barbs flared as he pulled back, and whilst they didn't necessarily hurt, they tickled and pricked his insides in a way that made the boy shudder and groan, unable to stop himself from squirming. Lekan didn't hold Chike down, considering his hands were busy keeping his twin brother spread, so Chike resorted to clutching the blanket beneath them, hissing quietly through his teeth.
"Stop complaining." Lekan grunted, pushing his hips forwards again and sinking his young, 12 year old member into his twin brother's ass, plunging until his pelvis met with Chike's ass. The boy on the bottom grunted briefly from the force of his twin brother's thrust, before Lekan pulled back with a shuddering groan and thrust forwards again, leaning closer to his brother and propping himself up with his hands.
There, in the throes of passion, the two of them mated on the beach, with no-one around to see them. Lekan thrust and buck, his pelvis meeting with Chike's ass over and over until the sounds of their sex filled the air, the wet slaps and sharp, pointed grunts mixing together into a sea of sounds that one could only attribute to passionate fucking. The pre-cum that dribbled from the end of Lekan's member made it easier and easier to thrust, until Chike's ass was slick with the substance. They panted against one-another, and despite Chike's complaints and grunts of discomfort, he was enjoying it, far more than he had initially anticipated.
As Lekan thrust into him, Chike felt a stirring within him, an intensity in his loins that formed a tight, pressured knot. The mere weight of it caused him to groan and squirm, but the more that Lekan pushed into him, the greater that pressure felt, until it was becoming almost unbearable. When it finally reached what felt like a critical mass, the pleasure heightened, and every thrust into him truly felt like ecstasy. A groan escaped his lips as he hooked his arms up around Lekan's neck, tugging him into a fierce hug as bliss rolled over his body.
In an instant, his muscles relaxed, and his cock violently twitched, little dribbles of cum oozing from the end of his cock and onto his fur, where it stuck between the two of them and clung in gooey strings. Lekan grunted atop him and suddenly tensed, trembling and quivering, and Chike felt a sudden warmth within him. He wasn't aware of it at the time, but the sheer pressure of his clamping insides had caused Lekan to climax at roughly the same time. With the two of them intertwined, they panted and laid against each other, unsure what to do, or even what to say.
"Mmh..." Chike groaned quietly, his muscles aching for rest. "I'm so tired..."
"Me too, brother." Lekan muttered quietly, and the two of them rolled to cuddle against each other under the shade of the trees above.
"Lekan."
"Yes, Chike?"
"Can you get food next time?"
"Only if you want to eat leaves for dinner."
"...You're so lazy."
"Love you too."