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Bus Passing

The red and orange leaves were starting to fall to the pavement with the chilled air that came from the approaching winter. It was getting cold and Bobert brought his coat in a bit tighter to himself, huffing as he shivered from the tickling breeze. He pulled his scarf a bit tighter around his muzzle, trying to keep himself bundled from the cold air, huffing into it as a mist of breath curled from his scarf.

Waiting at the bus stop, the small otter huffed and leaned back. He didn't much enjoy the cold, so he'd be taking public transit to get away from it. At least it was a bit warm in them. He was a bit relieved to see it pulling up to the bench he was sitting on, lifting himself and trotting up the steps. Swiping his bus pass, he slowly entered it, glad to see that it wasn't too crowded. With a huff, he reached up, tugging his scarf back down.

The otter leaned back into the seat and sighed a bit, closing his eyes as the large vehicle jerkily set into motion. He rested in the seat, feeling the bus make a stop now and then to let passengers on and off, ignoring them completely. That is, he ignored them until he felt the bus suddenly tip to the side with a heavy footstep, then a second, and then a metallic "thunk" from something making contact with the roof.

Waking from his slight doze, Bobert looked to see the cause of the ruckus. His entire body tensed as he saw a gigantic form filling the walkway of the bus, seeing the gargantuan form of his brother. He saw that the other was wearing an ill-fitting aviator coat with white shirt beneath, unable to hide the fat, undoubtedly hard nipples that were protruding from it. He stared for a few moments and glanced quickly to the side, pulling his scarf back up once more, trying to hide his head.

The fashionable male, despite being so massive, was an otter unlike most. He was rubbing his head from smacking it against the roof, having to hunch over and almost sidle to the side so that his beefy, masculine body could squeeze through the seats. The long, brown hair covered over his eyes, shading the direction of his sight from others. It helped while he watched reactions of people getting smacked with the heavy junk that the brown pants contained. He continued moving, however.

"Little brother!" the deep voice rang out.

"Fuck," Bobert grunted to himself.

"You have got to stop ignoring my texts little brother, or I will have to do what I did last time," Stevert murmured in his surfer accent, happily sidling his gigantic form into the tight seat. His huge knees were practically unhinging the seat in front of him while his wide, muscled quad was digging into Bobert's leg on the side.

A tingle of annoyance went through him-or was that curiosity? Last time, he got pictures of a very aroused Stevert doing naughty things to Tachi and his gym. It even ended up with the huge wolf sliding into the gigantic otter. Bobert rubbed his muzzle and huffed, pulling his scarf over his face a bit farther while he looked to the side again.

"And I am going to do more than that if you keep ignoring me here, little brother," Stevert threatened with a smirk.

"Oh, hi Stevert, I didn't see you there," Bobert quickly snapped, glaring up at the smirking face that looked so much like a bigger version of his own. His eyes glanced downward to the wide pecs that were now practically in his face, seeing those hard nipples poking out through his shirt all the more. He took a swallow and then looked back to the side.

"Did not know you would be taking the bus too," Stevert chuckled, leaning closer to the squirming male beneath, drawing one of his tree-like arms down along his shoulders, pulling him close and squeezing him against the huge, cloth-covered pectoral.

Bobert's face went red as he was suddenly buried close to the pit of that muscular torso, nose shoved up against the huge pec he was just staring at. He squirmed, trying to push away, but that only made the grasp tighter against him, listening to the snicker above. The smaller otter gave a punch against the arm that held around him, but he soon settled with a grunt as his face continued to heat with redness.

"We bump into each other a lot," Stevert continued to comment, looking down at his grumpy little brother.

"Yeah, no kidding," Bobert replied, closing his eyes again. He didn't want to admit it, but the extra warmth was nice, feeling it radiating from the rippling muscles that were squeezing him in close. He could feel the coarse hair along the huge forearm that extended from the coat sleeve.

Stevert sat in silence a bit and frowned, looking down at the smaller otter before looking forward again.

"Are you mad at me? I really was not planning to see you here," the huge otter mumbled.

The tone shift threw the smaller otter off, his grumpy expression faltering a bit.

"No! No... I'm not mad. It's just... cold," Bobert stammered, looking out the window again.

Stevert smiled a bit at the reply before he leaned down and drew his huge arm upward, sliding Bobert along his broad side. His other arm slowly moved around, using his huge paw to slide along the front of the smaller otter's chest. He felt the tension, squeezing into it while the massive paw continued working along, massaging and sliding along that belly afterward.

"S-Stevert, stop it. Not on the bus," Bobert murmured with a huff, trying to push the huge hand away. It outsized both of his paws and he couldn't budge it away. The hairy paw could engulf both of his own if Stevert wanted to.

"I can warm you up," the huge otter whispered, leaning his head down to trail his big muzzle against the smaller one.

"Y-you... you don't have to do that," Bobert huffed, reaching up and trying to push the big nose away from him, but the huge male was relentless.

"Shhh... I don't mind," he murmured with a bigger grin.

"Stever-mmph!" Bobert was cut off by the sudden kiss against his muzzle, easily pressing against his lips while the huge otter leaned in. The smaller male tried to pull back, but Stevert still did not budge, and continued the snog.

The tire-sized paw that trailed along his shoulder now slid to Bobert's head. It caressed it gently, pulling him forward into Stevert's kiss all the more. Stevert tilted his head and let his broad digits caress through Bobert's hair, holding him in the lip-lock while saliva trailed and dripped down their lips. His chin fuzz brushed against Bobert's chin while he pressed into it; his torso-rubbing paw moved downward to slide against the tremendous package the smaller otter carried.

There were no sounds except the sloppy slurps and heavy smacks that sounded from their maws. Stevert let his broad tongue trail out and fill Bobert's, sliding against the smaller one and bulging those cheeks out. He could feel his little brother squirming and arching, but it wasn't away any longer. The squeezing to that junk caused Bobert to arch into it with a weak groan into the kiss.

Saliva continued to trail down his chin. Bobert didn't want this, did he? They were on a semi-filled bus with people already watching them. His face was red, but he couldn't push Stevert away anyway, right? The smaller otter brought his own paw down, gripping the top of that huge, hairy paw, pressing it down into his groin while it throbbed further, fattening in his pants all the more.

Stevert's rumbles carried out while the heat most certainly increased between them. His paw, now encouraged, continued to squeeze and work that colossal otter bulge below. His own was throbbing down his own pants leg, filling it and almost ripping his pants from the addition beside his wide, meaty quads. He paid no mind to it, however, and continued to entertain his little brother while slurping into his maw.

Their kiss continued for what seemed like minutes while the huge paw held him. Bobert shuddered beneath the strong fingers that trailed through his hair, pads that folded over his face, and massaged his tense, cold shoulders and neck. He drew back, however, and panted heavily as he looked up at the huge otter through hazy eyes. Strands of drool were connected between their lips, dripping down after a few moments.

"Dumb... jerk..." Bobert panted through his maw, wiping his chin against his shoulder before grinding up against the paw that was squeezing him. Their embrace of lips seemed to make him forget they were still on public transportation.

"You love me..." Stevert whispered, "even when you ignore me..." That grin turned into a smirk while he gripped harder on Bobert's junk, rolling it in those pants before he gripped the button, tugging it to unleash the top curve of that dick. With a swift motion, that zipper was down, and Bobert's gigantic cock smacked up against the seat.

There wasn't much room in the seat and Stevert was already taking up most of it. The huge cock of the smaller otter was mashed upward and the head was already past the seat. It dribbled onto the empty seat in front of him, but Bobert gasped as he scooted back against the bigger man. He gave a shove against his giant, hairy paw, but there was no escaping it.

"S-Stevert, we're... on the bus..." Bobert groaned out in a breathy whisper.

"Mhm... and I need to warm up my little brother," Stevert whispered, "show him how much I love him."

"B-but..." Bobert stammered, though arched despite his protest, as a glob of precum smacked the roof of the bus.

"Shhh... all you need to say is my name," he whispered with a snicker.

Bobert bit his lower lip and pressed back against the hand, trying to push it off again, but only succeeded in pressing it more firmly into him. He gave a shaky gasp as he arched up, trying to pull away again, but it was no use. That broad, engulfing paw was palming his dick into the seat, using it as leverage while Stevert stroked against it.

"S-stop... we can't..." Bobert whined.

"We already are," Stevert retorted.

The big otter continued stroking it, pumping that huge length up and down along the seat while he leaned against that huge form, kissing against Bobert's neck and muzzle again. He breathed in his little brother's scent, letting his hairy chin and jaw slide against the otter's shoulder. Stevert kissed against that muzzle once more, nearly pressing Bobert down into the seat.

Their tongues collided with much less resistance from the smaller otter this time. Bobert leaned into the kiss and humped upward, continuing to splatter the roof of the bus with thick gouts of salty otter liquid. He groaned and whimpered, pumping his hips forward as his fat beach ball nuts smacked to the backside of the wobbling seat.

"F-fuck... fuck..." Bobert panted through the kiss, unable to stop the flow that was already dribbling.

Stevert's hot breath wafted against that muzzle as their kiss was more open-mouthed this time, puffs of their exhales visible once more. The big otter grunted and growled against that muzzle, lapping into Bobert's maw as saliva spilled down more copiously than before. His other paw never stopped stroking, pumping up and down Bobert's massive length as it tensed harder and harder.

Bobert was squirming beneath his brother's ministrations-this time, it was less resistance and more from pleasure. He moaned and whimpered louder as his balls gurgled, pressing out of his pants and nearing the floor of the bus while they were pinned by flesh: Stevert by his own body and Bobert by his own cock.

The gurgling below began as Bobert grew closer to his orgasm. He arched and moaned louder, panting and gripping into the huge, beastly otter that was stroking him. He squirmed and humped against that paw and the seat, more of his precum splattering along the roof, seats, and even some of the other passengers. Their musk was filling the tiny space, but the bus was still rolling and assisting with bumps and turns.

"Moan for me, Bobert... say my name," Stevert whispered to the otter as he pumped that huge otter dick harder.

"N-no..." Bobert grunted. He was as stubborn as ever.

Stevert smirked more and leaned down, panting as his free paw trailed against the back of the smaller otter's head, pulling him forward and kissing his neck once more. He nibbled and lapped, growling and never stopping his cock-stroking. He squeezed and pumped, pressing it harder as he listened to the otter's lifting moans.

Bobert squeezed and clenched, lifting his head back and moaning louder before he gripped into the other's chest, ripping his shirt a bit to expose that huge, hairy chest-a bush of brown seemed to burst forth. The otter saw the hairy pecs in his vision all of a sudden, leaving him to press his face into them, feeling them tense as the hair scratched and scuffed his face a bit. The masculine scent was thick in the thick hair, feeling the huge torso rolling against him.

"S-st... St..." Bobert stammered, trying to hold it back.

"Hmm...?" Stevert whispered, drawing his meaty paw along the back of his brother's head. He forced the smaller man's face into the hairy cleft of his gigantic chest, letting the mounds roll over him and mesh against his face a bit more. The hair was as coarse as ever, tinged with sweat and a bit of precum from that huge dick tensing harder in front of him.

"S-Stevert! F-fuck! Oh God, Stevert!" Bobert finally moaned out as his cock surged, bloating massively and spreading along the bottom-side before it exploded. The tip spread, firing against the ceiling and even punching a hole through the weak aluminum.

It flooded through the bus, coating over them and hitting the other patrons, gush after gush of hot otter seed simply getting everywhere. It hit the windows, covering them, while flooding along the center aisle and beneath the seats. Gallon after gallon of Bobert's cum pumped through him and through the bus while he felt Stevert gripping him, continuously stroking regardless, as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

The flood of white continued to rise in the bus, moving up past their feet and along their calves. The passengers were either scrambling up on their seats, shielding from the torrent of white, or trying to get off. Eventually, the bus rolled to a stop, but Bobert continued to blast for a few minutes after. As the bus door opened, a wave of white splattered onto the street.

Finally, the otter's orgasm waned, leaving him panting and sprawled against the seat. He took a few swallows, wiping his face from the white that dripped back down onto him, and slowly sat up after catching his breath. He growled and huffed, giving a light punch against Stevert's arm before he stood, shoving at the huge oaf to get him out of the seat.

"Now look what you did," Bobert huffed, watching Stevert snicker and sidle out of the seat.

"You liked it," Stevert murmured with a chuckle as he scooted forward, edging toward the front of the bus.

Bobert huffed and waded his feet through the lake of white that he had created in the bus, stomping off without even looking at the driver. His face was red as he moved through and hopped out, huffing and waiting for the huge otter to follow.

"Terribly sorry for the damages. Here, call this number. They'll pay anything that's needed," Stevert stated, flicking a blue and silver "T" coin to the grumpy-looking raccoon who was driving the bus.

"Yeah yeah," the fat raccoon grunted after catching the coin, seeming completely unfazed by everything.

After squeezing through, himself, Stevert stumbled beside the smaller otter who was glaring up at him.

"Shall... I buy you dinner?" Stevert asked with a bigger grin.

"Yeah, you shall," the smaller otter replied, stomping in the direction of his home to get washed up with Stevert following behind.