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Feeling rather bored, Roy marched his way to an active construction site. He wasn't concerned about what the workers would say, considering they were his underlings. They couldn't tell him to go away even if they wanted to. Whatever they were building it looked to be pretty big... But Roy didn't concern himself with whatever that was. Instead the pink koopaling sought out the one in charge of ensuring the structure was bought. It wasn't hard, considering he was the one barking orders.

"Yo, Morton," Roy chuckled, approaching his brother. "What the hell does he have you building this time?"

Morton growled and grunted out an explanation, balling his fists and stomping on the ground beneath them, his strength making a small tremor running through the ground.

"Another tower, huh?" Roy huffed. "You think dear old Dad has enough?"

Morton shook his head and growled again, continuing by babbling and grunting,

"The last one wasn't finished? Why not?" Roy dared to ask. As if to answer his question, a loud thud was heard. Dust was kicked up as a support beam that was supposed to be fastened to the structure was now on the ground. It cracked and split in half, sending splinters towards the koopa troopas that hid in their shells. From above, the goomba's responsible attempted to tiptoe away but Morton pointed at them and yelled something incoherent to anyone who didn't speak koopa. The burly koopaling grabbed his hardhat and tossed it to the ground.

"Hehe. You're looking kinda stressed there..." Roy chuckled, taking hold of Morton's shoulder. He pulled the other koopaling close. "You know, I'm currently running the 'Roy Koopa Stress Relief Package.' You interested?"

Morton lowered his gaze and mumbled sheepishly.

"Focus on the job? Come on, Mort. You and I both know that tower's gonna be nothing but rumble as soon as Mario comes around," Roy groaned. "It'll be quick... I'll even let you top..."

Morton's tone instantly changed and all the stress he had been under to get the project done was forgotten in the moment. But to save face, Morton turned to the koopa troopa and goombas and growled at them to keep working and to get the mess cleaned up before he got back. Of course, they complied with their boss' order and scrambled to replace the broken beam and get a new one.

Roy and Morton slipped off into the supply shed that was set up on the site. Morton closed the metal doors and locked them, ensuring no one could interrupt them. As soon he turned around, Roy was upon him, pressing his lips against the other males. Morton grunted in surprise but his noises soon melted into those of light pleasure. He wrapped his arms around the pink koopaling and allowed himself to just enjoy the moment. Roy made soft grunts while he kissed Morton deep and hard. It came to an end when Morton took a step back and gave great heaves.

Roy just chuckled. Sure they had done a lot of growing up, but deep down Morton was still that doofus that didn't even understand a simple concept like breathing through his nose when kissing. At least he turned out to be one hell of an architect... The koopaling on his mind had collected himself and gave an awkward chuckle. Roy just smiled at him and lifted his hands to his sibling's cheeks. He leaned forward and flicked his tongue against the other male's cheek, his version of an affectionate kiss.

Keeping his tongue in action, Roy shifted his own position. While Morton stood in place, the pink-shelled koopaling moved himself to the burly reptile's side. He lifted Morton's arm and gave a deep, noisy huff against the damp crevice. Morton chuckled from the slight tickle Roy's sniffing gave him. He never quite understood why Roy would want to do something like that. After all he had spent the whole morning and afternoon under the sun. His work vest was soaked in his own sweat, something he didn't find very appealing... But every time they got together during his work hours, the pink koopaling always made a point to indulge in his brother's abrasive scent.

The tickling sensation only grew all the more intense as Roy pressed and dragged his tongue against his pit. Morton tried hard to remain steady against what soon became an onslaught of huffing and licking against his sweat laden armpit. It wasn't until Morton made a grunt of slight discomfort that Roy pulled away.

"Alright, alright," Roy chuckled. "I'm done... For now..." He remembered his agreement to let Morton take control but that didn't mean he couldn't have some fun himself. Lowering himself to the dusty floor, the pink koopaling placed his hand on Morton's semi-hard. Another grunt came from the bulky reptile but it quickly turned into a soft murr of pleasure. His brother was careful to tease the growing length with his claws. Dragging them up and down, Roy coaxed the thick length to full mast. The blunt claws worked to send unique tingles up Morton's cock, bringing a bout of deep grunts and growls.

"Now you're having fun..." Roy purred, taking notice of the pre that rose from the tip and flowed down the thick head. He always loved how much fluid Morton made, even from just the slightest touch. As his claws pressed against the taut skin and dragged upwards, they quickly became coated in the sticky fluid. Roy just smiled and picked up the pace of his simple teasing. Rather than stroking with his claws, the pink koopaling held the girth and pressed his thumb against the spurting tip. Slowly he dragged his thumb in wide circles. The stimulation hit the mumbling koopaling hard; every little press and drag of Roy's thumb sent sharp daggers of pleasure that jabbed right into his core. His breathing picked up and from the teased tip came a gush of pre that could have been mistaken for an actual climax.

Roy slathered as much of the thick, heavy liquid as he could. He leaned back a bit and looked up at his brother, making a show of himself as he dragged his tongue against his palm. The koopaling made sure to make exaggerated moans as he did so, knowing that it would work to get the other reptile all the more riled up. And work it did, even without being touched, Morton's cocktip continued to slowly ooze thick, gooey lines of clear fluid. It soon collected into a small puddle between his feet. Having cleaned up the mess in his palm, Roy went back for seconds, growling hungrily as he reached out and gripped the leaking length. He drew precum-coated tongue over his lips before he leaned forwards once again. This time he flicked and dragged his tongue against the thick girth. Morton's purrs filled his ears and more pre was caught on his working pink muscle.

He took it all a step further, slipping his tongue past the wide head and against the uncut skin until it slipped underneath. Now it was his turn to make a pleasured grunt. He was met with the flavor of sweat that was trapped and carried a sharp, bitter tang to it that Roy eagerly lapped up, swirling his wet muscle underneath the glistening fold of skin. Morton mumbled something that made Roy blush and roll his eyes. He ignored his brother's awkward compliment and focused on his licking and teasing him. That worked to get Morton moaning instead of talking, exactly what the pink-shelled reptile wanted to hear. He wrapped his lips around the wide tip and made loud, sloppy suckling sounds while he pressed his lips against the cock's tip and continued to jam and swirl his tongue underneath the thick foreskin. The salty precum and sweat coated his tongue in a layer of fluids that he wanted more of but there were bigger and better things to move on to.

With a loud pop, Roy removed the coated tip from his lips and took some steps back. He walked over to the dusty workbench in the corner. With a grunt he laid his upper half on the structure and looked back at his gawking brother.

"Come on. You know what to do," Roy challenged, waving his hips. "You wanna get back to work? Better get on this, then."

Morton's look of awkward pleasure morphed into the one of eagerness. He looked at Roy's backside like a slab of meat on the dinner table, waiting for him to bite into. He approached his brother and leaned down, gripping the golden pair of asscheeks. Nearly drooling, Morton wasted no time plunging into what he saw as his 'meal.' Behind his glasses, Roy's eyes went wide and a heavy grunt was forced out of him. It was now Morton's turn to prod and lick with his tongue. He wasn't exactly prepared for the tongue that pressed hard until it breached inside of him, but he wasn't going to complain about it either. Instead, the koopaling on the receiving end gripped the table and hissed against the mixed bolt of shocking pain and pleasure. Deep within, Morton's tongue flicked and lapped against his sensitive, flexing walls. He shoved himself even deeper, jabbing his tongue and putting more pressure on the pink koopaling's insides. As the black-shelled reptile licked deep within his brother, thick drool coated and dripped down Roy's mounds and balls.

All the hard licking he was doing quickly made his tongue tired but Morton had a solution for that problem. He withdrew his tongue but replaced it with his thick finger. The pressure from the jabbing finger forced a yelp out of the koopaling. Pressing his face against the dust covered table surface, Roy had no choice but to take deep, heavy breaths. They rose in pitch as Morton shoved his finger deep before reeling it back in. He repeated the motions, slowly picking up the pace. Gritting his teeth, Roy puffed black smoke through his nostrils. The constant pressure on his prostate directly stimulated his cock, making it leak a thick line of precum that slowly oozed towards the ground before it broke off and splattered on the ground. Chuckling, the babbling koopaling twisted his finger back and forth.

"G-goddamn, Mort... Hehe... Not planning any games, huh? Mmrph! S-shit..."

Instead of mumbling out another answer, Morton popped the finger out of his brother's ass and collected the thick string of clear fluid on his fingers. Slicking it between his fingers, the burly male pressed the coated finger back inside of the slightly stretched tunnel, forcing another hiss out of his sibling. Popping his finger out, Morton chuckled and rose to his feet. Daring to look behind him, Roy gulped to see the built koopaling looming over him with a hungry look on his face.

Finally taking control, Morton nearly leapt on his brother, pressing his upper body against his brother's shell. His touch scales were more than tough enough to withstand the protruding spikes. Rather than focus on those, Morton instead gripped his own thick length and guided it against the slicked up, dripping hole. Roy took a deep breath and readied himself but the pressure that soon filled his backside still worked to rock his entire being. That deep breath was quickly forced out of him. Instead, a burly moan was forced out of him as Morton shoved himself deep inside to his hilt. But it wasn't the length that made Roy moan and squirm, it was the extraordinary girth that forced his walls to stretch around the intruding thickness.

"A-alright... I-it's in..." Roy stated. "Now. What are you gonna do?"

Hearing the challenge in his brother's voice, Morton growled and narrowed his eyes. Rather than saying anything, the black-shelled koopa let his actions speak for him. It started with a simple reeling in of his hips. His cock dragged backwards, stretching the walls as it neared the stretched but still tight ring. Deep purrs came from the topping koopaling as he left his tip inside of the wet tunnel. Chuckling to himself, he gripped Roy's hips and pushed himself inside as hard as he could. Digging his claws into the old, dusty wood Roy snarled in pleasure. His eyes fluttered behind his glasses as Morton picked up a steady rutting pace. The strength of his pumps made firm slaps ring out against the walls of the shed. They were joined by Roy's pants and deep moans. He winced from the deep stretching within him and the warmth that spread to the rest of his body from the warm, thick meat slicking deep within him.

Morton sighed and closed his eyes as he let his body fall into a steady rhythm. True to Roy's word, the pink koopaling's ass was soft and tight, ensuring that his stresses melted away into nearly nothing. From his mouth came his own deep grunts as he rocked his lower half back and forth. The hot, wet walls massaged his cock and sent warm tremors through his body, forcing deep grunts and drawn out huffs. Steady, wet slaps rang out, joining the brothers moans and grunts against each other. The pink reptile had finally adjusted from the thick meat that shoved deep inside of him. Working against the invading cock, Roy clenched his anal muscles and slowly swayed his hips back and forth. His clenching put pressure on the topping koopaling's shaft, making him bite his lip. To add to that, the swaying of Roy's hips forced the slipping dick to press against the walls when it pressed inside.

A deep growl came from his rumbling chest, accompanied by puffs of black smoke that slipped from his nostrils. He dug his claws into the scales of Roy's ass and dipped his cock deep inside of his brother. Roy raised his head and his eyes went wide behind his shades as Morton picked up the pace, thumping his pelvis against his ass with frequent, loud claps.

"Auugghh! M-Mort... Gryyaah! So fucking deep... You're really something else..." Roy grunted, trying his best to get keep himself together. But it was a hard thing to do against the increased pace of his brother's fucking. His prostate was being rolled over without any real effort at all. It wasn't a wonder as why so much precum dripped from the tip of his untouched cock onto the floor below them. Another sharp pump from the growling koopaling forced another thick spurt of clear fluids Roy's shaft. Leaning even closer against Roy's shell and back, Morton slammed himself even deeper and faster. His eyes screwed shut and he bit his lip as he reached his limit. Groaning and shuddering heavily, Morton's cock pulsed madly and shot rope after rope of thick, sticky seed deep inside of the bottoming koopaling. Roy blushed and made a soft whimper as the fluids spread deeper and deeper inside of him, making him feel warm and wet from within. On top, Morton held Roy in place as he gave pleasured snarls. He struggled to steady his breathing as his orgasm died down.

"Hehe... Told ya... The Roy package never fails..." He was about to say more but his words were drowned out by Morton's roar. With a surge of strength the star-bearing koopaling wrapped his arms around Roy's chest and lifted him up. The pink koopaling was unprepared as he turned around while he was still penetrated. Morton chuckled as they were face-to-face. After growling lustfully, the still pent up reptile dragged his tongue against Roy's lips. While he did that he renewed his pumps, holding Roy up as he bucked into his sibling.

Being carried and fucked, Roy was nearly at a loss for words. His cock continued to leak against the smooth plates that covered Morton's abdomen. The steady, rough pumps made his body lurch, bumping his sensitive length against the flat surface. His usual snarky and brutish nature diminished as his always filled ass was further stretched. The pressure deep inside of him increased and as Morton jammed himself as far as he could, his thick seed squished around his cock and leaked out of his brother.

"J-just can't get enough... C-can you..?" The pink koopaling's dirty talk was short lived as Morton used it for fuel to ram even deeper inside of him. This reduced Roy into a moaning mess. His whole body felt ablaze with burning heat. He shuddered uncontrollably and grabbed hold of Morton's broad shoulders for stability.

Morton growled and drool as he rammed himself as deep and hard as he could. Roy's walls were still tight but his cum added a layer of slippery, hot wetness that added to the smooth pleasure of his cock slicking past the soft, pink walls. For the most part, Roy's senses were overloaded but he had enough within him to periodically clench his ass, giving an extra tight squeeze to his brother at random times. To counter this, Morton picked up his own pace, slamming his hips as fast as he could. Strings of thick cum flew out of Roy's ass and off of his own cock from the wild, rapid motions.

"Aaahh! Grrkkk!" Roy tried to say something snarky but those were all that came from his mouth. His maw was left open as heavy pants left him. Against his lips, his tongue bounced and lolled, dripping drool on himself. He loved when Morton got like this. He was clearly different from the other koopalings. He was much more wild, feral. As he grew older, Morton was encouraged to dial it back. But Roy was the complete opposite. When Morton let go and fucked him like a wild animal, that was one of the few times when Roy allowed himself to act more submissive. Even if he tried to act tough the unending jolts and tremors that ran through his body reduced his words to moans and his mind to mush...

Morton took the inches Roy produced and gave himself a mile. Digging his claws into the golden scales of the pink koopaling's ass, Morton slipped his cock in and out of the dripping, clenching tunnel as fast as he could. Loud squishes and claps rang out and echoes against the thin, metal walls. Those paired with Roy's pitched and breathy moans to make his heart race and the spiked pleasure of his incoming orgasm rise. A ball of fire rose from Morton's chest but he clenched his jaw, resulting in a thick cloud of smoke to slip through his teeth. He pulled Roy as close as he could as he shoved himself deep and finally came a second time. His eyes raised to the dented ceiling and a deep purr rumbled from his chest as he rode out his orgasm. Roy on the other side held hard onto his brother's shoulder with one hand. That combined with Morton's hold on him to keep him steady. With is free hand, Roy clutched his pouring shaft and pumped it up and down as hard and fast as he could. Gritting his fangs and taking heavy breaths against the increasing pleasure, Roy fought through his trembles and the building pleasure in his ass to get himself over the edge. He was helped out by Morton slamming his cock inside on last time. As he pulled his skin upwards, Roy blushed and whimpered through his teeth as his cock sprayed and painted ropes of his own pent up seed against Morton's chest plates. A blissful sigh came from the both of them as their climaxes withered out, leaving them feeling rather relaxed and satisfied.

With a deep chuckle, Morton carefully set Roy back on the dusty table. A small hiss came from the sunglasses wearing koopaling as the thick meat planted deep inside of him was slowly reeled out. With a loud, sloppy pop Morton's softened cock was free from the tight grip, free to flop and shrink underneath his plates, protected from the elements once again. A big smile was on his face as he watched his own cum pour freely from his brother's gaped rim. It splattered on the ground and collected in a thick puddle. All Roy could do was purr against the pleasure that was slowly eased as both loads slowly left his body.

"Hehe. Don't worry about me. You just get out there and build that stupid ass tower. I'll meet you out there... W-when I'm- y'know... Done..." Roy blushed, readjusting his glasses. Morton simply nodded and readjusted his work vest, making it look as if he was simply having a long, drawn out conversation with his brother. It would hardly do anything as everyone on the field could hear the two of them. But being simple underlings, none of them were going to say anything. Grunting out a thanks, Morton left Roy to revel in his afterglow and the thick heat that radiated through his being...