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Crystal Bros

By Archangel Vulpine

Chapter One

'Come on. Best case scenario, you waste money.'

'I don't know man, I'm pretty sure these things are legit.' As he spoke, Max's paw moved over the laptop trackpad and the screen scrolled up to the top of the page.

Genuine, homemade Positive Energy Crystal Necklaces and more!

I choose the finest crystals and fashion them into comfortable, long-lasting necklaces guaranteed to give you all the positive energy you need at your next session and beyond. Take a look at my pre-made selection, or email me if you'd like something custom.

Below that, the page opened into a grid of photos, each showing a crystal fixed to a chain or strap to make a necklace.

'There is no way a shiny crystal can...' Jason paused as he reached for the laptop to open the second tab, an article on the mysterious powers of masturbation crystals, and quoted, 'harness the energy of pleasure and redistribute it in a positive force. Come on, it's nonsense.'

Jason was a red kite, marked by his distinctive feather pattern: his body was brown; his wings, head, and tail were white; and black feathers stood out on the tips of his wings and around his chest. His eyes were a brilliant amber and his beak was yellow around his face, but the tip was a shiny black where it ended in a downward point. Jason's wings protruded from his back and, for the most part, he kept them furled against his back. When opened to their fullest extent, they were longer than he was tall, so spreading his wings indoors was almost always a bad idea. Studying chemistry, his days were filled with chemical structures, reactions, and formulas, all of which meant nothing to those lacking interest in science. In truth, Jason wasn't especially smarter than any of his classmates; however, his logical approach to every aspect of his life had earned him the nickname Boffin Bird.

'Yeah, you're probably right,' Max replied.

For one glorious moment, Jason thought he'd convinced the dog out of the ridiculous idea.

Then Max looked up at Jason and said, 'But what if, though?' There was a silly smile on Max's face, his eyes wide as he ate up the promises of energy-filled masturbation crystals.

Maxwell was a pit bull and a big one at that. Unlike Jason with his vibrant patterns, Max's body lacked any symmetry and consisted of only two colours: chocolate brown and greyish white. His face was the pinnacle of his asymmetry; a brown patch covered his right ear and eye, while the left side of his head and entire muzzle were white. On top of this, his eyes were different colours: his right eye was bright blue, while his left eye was deep brown. Studying to become a personal trainer, he visited the gym three or four times a week. His lectures involved learning about the body, the specific differences between species, and what contributed to healthy physical development and strengthening.

'No! Come on, we were so close!'

'I'm buying one,' Max concluded, busying himself with the laptop.

Jason pushed himself up from the bed, clicking his beak in annoyance. He considered snatching the laptop away from Jason, a heroic gesture to save his roommate from wasting more of his student loan, but thought better of it. The pit bull would have no qualms resorting to roughhousing to retrieve the device and Jason didn't stand a chance against the stronger, taller male. In truth, neither of them were by-the-book stereotypes. Jason enjoyed basketball; taking the occasional evening to shoot hoops at the university's court had helped the two roommates become fast friends. Meanwhile, Max wasn't the dumb jock some expected him to be. His father was an accountant and insisted Max spend the summer breaks learning the trade, just in case the whole fitness coach thing didn't work out. Yet in moments like these, as Max entered his bank card details to complete the purchase, Jason couldn't help but wonder if the dog was just a little lacking when it came to common sense.

'All right, but don't blame me when you've exhausted your loan and have to eat beans on toast every day for the rest of the term!'

Chapter Two

'The questions will be uploaded to the learning portal by tomorrow. Please ensure you answer all of them in time for next week's lecture. If you have any issues, send me an email or grab me in my office.'

The lecturer, a horned lizard in a brown suit, concluded the lesson there. Jason packed his notebook away, followed the rest of the class out of the lecture hall, and headed towards the accommodation complex. All he wanted now was to relax and eat. Reaching his flat, he headed straight to the room he shared with Max, stepped inside, and froze. Max was lying on his bed, naked, laptop on his legs, watching porn with a paw wrapped around his cock. Jason clicked his beak in a noise of surprise. Max was already looking up at him, having noticed the door opening.

'Oh, hey. Glad it's you, thought it might've been someone else for a second.' The dog's paw had stopped moving, coming to rest around the base of the crimson member. The video continued to play, but Max paid no attention. He was grinning up at Jason, amused by his own words.

'You're... naked.' Jason struggled to get the last word out.

Max's physique reflected his choice of subject. Defined muscles were visible under the fur of his chest, his arms were easily twice the size of Jason's, and his strong legs came in handy whenever the two played basketball.

'Yeah, kinda lost track of time. Was hoping you wouldn't get back yet.' Despite his words, Max made no attempt to cover himself. Only when a particularly loud moan came from the laptop did he raise his free paw to stop the video.

'Right,' was all Jason could say to this. 'I'm going to the kitchen.'

'Cool. Hey,' as he spoke, Max hooked a thumb under the strap of a necklace and raised it to show Jason the crystal dangling from the end, 'wish me luck!'

Suddenly, Jason forgot his awkwardness and instead remembered his annoyance at the dumb dog. He wanted to return to their argument, find a way to prove the necklace wasn't magical, but the feeling only lasted a moment. Unable to say anything more while Max was naked, Jason left the room.

The kitchen was the main communal area of the flat. There was only one oven and a set of four hob rings, but the room wasn't big enough for more than two people to cook at once anyway. A cheap table occupied the centre of the room, surrounded by chairs, and a stain resistant sofa stood against the wall. Jason sat on the sofa and occupied himself with his phone. Eighteen minutes later, the bird was wondering whether the dog had finished. He hadn't heard anything, but he doubted Max would announce it anyway. The door to the kitchen flew open and Max came in. To Jason's relief, the dog had donned a pair of grey shorts.

'It didn't work!'

Jason blinked, unsure how to interpret this statement.

'The crystal!' Max continued when the bird didn't react. His voice was frantic, as if this was a serious situation he hadn't expected.

'Oh for--of course it didn't work! I told you it wouldn't.'

'At first I didn't get it, y'know? I had everything set up, I was nice and chill, even used my good lube, but nothing. Necklace didn't react at all. So I did some research and figured it out. It doesn't work if you do it alone, one person can't produce enough positive energy. You need at least two dudes, both wearing crystals.'

For a moment, Jason couldn't believe what he was hearing. The pit bull was wearing the same smile from when he first bought into the crystal nonsense, looking like he'd made the discovery which would solve everything.

'Max, no,' Jason began. 'You already wasted money on one phoney magic crystal, I won't let you waste any more.'

Max folded his arms, ready to do whatever it took to rescue his friend from another poor decision. He could imagine Max approaching his buddies on the sports teams, trying to convince them into joining him for some "post-game activities" with a dozen necklaces in one paw.

'I've already ordered a second crystal for you.'

The kitchen fell silent. Jason didn't move from his spot on the sofa, looking up at the jock standing before him. Max's expression was of pure excitement, mouth open in a broad smile and the tip of his tongue hanging out as he panted.

'You--ugh!' Jason groaned and clicked his beak in frustration. 'I told you this would happen! They've duped you into buying another one of their hocus bogus necklaces.'

'Maybe,' Max replied, still smiling. 'But at least this way, if nothing happens, you'll be there to rub my face in it.'

At this, the true weight of Max's words hit Jason. The dog had bought him a necklace. 'Max, I really think this is something you'd have better luck with one of your sports club friends.'

'Come on bro, we're roomies!' Max said, as if this explained everything.

'Just because we're roommates doesn't mean we have to...' Jason's sentence fell short, ending before the critical words. He could feel a red heat in his face, which he knew from experience was visible despite his feathers.

The dog's face fell, his ears lowering and his mouth closing. The room suddenly seemed quiet without his quick breaths. 'I just thought... this would be something we could do together, y'know? I don't have anyone else I can trust with this.'

Jason found himself looking at the floor, unable to meet Max's eyes, while his cheeks burned. 'I... I'm sorry.'

If Jason had been looking at Max, he would have seen the dog's disappointed expression vanish to be replaced by a grin.

'That's a shame. I thought you'd want to be there, y'know, to say you told me so. I mean, you're probably right and there's nothing special about these necklaces. I assumed you'd enjoy being right, telling me how silly the whole thing was.'

Jason listened to the dog's every word while two parts of his brain battled: the logical side, eager to prove he was right all along, and the emotional side, embarrassed something fierce by the thought of being naked around his nude roommate.

'What's worse, if I did go to one of the guys on the team, we might make a mistake. There could be nothing magical to the crystals at all, but we could fool ourselves into thinking it worked. Then this might never end.'

Jason's eyes went wide. The opportunity to finally prove himself right was enticing, but the thought of Max convincing himself the necklace was magical, living the rest of his life in delusion, was unbearable.

'Alright! I'll think about it,' Jason burst out, unable to contain himself.

'Yes! This is gonna be awesome!'

'I said think. I'll think about it.'

'Exactly. You're the boffin bird, remember!'

Jason wasn't sure how to respond to this.

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Chapter Three

While Jason and Max had enough in common to get along, one thing which set them apart was their ability to talk about sex. Max was open, unashamed, happy to discuss the topic in order to assist another or simply for gratification. Jason, on the other hand, was reserved. It had taken him some time to get used to discussions of even a mild sexual nature, such as their conversations on masturbation crystals, while talk of midnight encounters simply wasn't on the cards yet.

The week progressed normally, until Max received a small cardboard box in the post. Jason had been dreading this moment, caught between trying to think of a way out and not thinking about it at all.

Handing the box to Jason, Max said, 'Here you go! It's all yours,' beaming as he spoke.

'Thank you,' Jason replied, unable to say anything else.

Receiving the box, the bird slid a talon through the tape and lifted the lid. Inside was a piece of folded paper and two sheets of soft packing foam. He unfolded the paper with one hand and read through it.

Thank you again for purchasing one of my homemade Positive Energy Crystal Necklaces.

Your patronage keeps my business going and means I can do what I love.

Please check back in the future to see what's new!

Lifting the top layer of packing material, Jason found his brand new Positive Energy Crystal. It was bright green, just like his eyes. Straight and smooth, with no pointed sides or jagged edges, it was seamless and precise. One end of the crystal featured a metal top and a long nylon thread looped through it.

'What do you think!' Max asked, his mouth open as he panted.

'It's... actually pretty cool,' Jason replied as he admired the flawless crystal.

'Try it on!'

At this, Jason faltered. 'Oh, Max, I...' All his fears from the past few days came back to him at once. The moment he'd hoped wouldn't come had arrived. 'I am not the right person to help you with this.'

'You don't like it?' Max's smile vanished, his ears lowered, and his tail came to a halt. 'I picked that one specially for you.'

'It's not about the crystal,' Jason said, still holding it and the box it arrived in. 'I'm... not as comfortable with this stuff as you are, you know that. There must be someone else you could talk to, there are probably a whole bunch of guys already doing this sort of thing.'

Max didn't reply straight away. Those big, round, heterochromatic eyes moved from Jason's face, to the crystal, and back again. 'Yeah, but I trust you. We're bros.'

Now it was Jason's turn to pause. He didn't enjoy letting Max down. He didn't like upsetting anyone, but what was the alternative? 'What if...' he started, but the sentence died there without an idea behind it. 'I just, I don't know.'

'Do you trust me?'

The question caught Jason off guard, but after a moment he replied, 'I do.'

'Then what if we gave it a go?' Max began, his tail picking up speed once again. 'We try and if it doesn't feel right then we stop the moment you say so? That way we at least gave it a shot, no worries if it doesn't work out.'

Max's honest face was the perfect image of a loyal, trustworthy dog.

'Okay.'

'Brilliant!' Max jumped on the reply immediately, his ears standing on end and his tail wagging so hard it could have knocked Jason over. 'Let's try it now. I can't wait to see if it works!' The dog was already pulling his t-shirt over his head before he'd finished speaking.'

'Uhh,' but it was too late. He'd agreed, plus Max was now half naked.

Jason placed the necklace and box on his bed, then unbuttoned his shirt, slipped his arms out of the sleeves, and folded his wings through the slits at the back. Dropping the shirt, he picked up the necklace again and lowered it over his head. He watched the pretty, translucent crystal for a moment as it rested against his feathers, then he looked up at Max just in time to see the dog drop his trousers. Of course, Max didn't differentiate between his trousers and underwear so both came off at once, without ceremony. The dog had his back to the bird and, for the first time, Jason saw Max's toned rear. There was a small, round brown spot on the side of his left cheek. Dropping his clothes on the foot of his bed, Max turned to see Jason still half dressed.

'You okay, man? Wanna slow down?'

Glad to hear Max had meant what he'd said earlier, Jason replied, 'No, I'm okay.'

'Come on, let's sit.'

Jerking a thumb towards his own bed, Max walked over and sat with his back against the wall. Jason forced himself to seize the opportunity. While the dog wasn't looking in his direction, Jason unfastened the front of his trousers, gripped his underpants, and pulled both items down. For all his unique details, including a pointed beak, immaculate wings, and taloned hands, Jason wasn't particularly special below the belt. Equipped with what most people called "plain dick", or some equivalent slang, Jason's cock consisted of a long shaft, complete with a smooth, round tip and snug foreskin, plus a pair of balls which dangled beneath everything. While it remained short when not in use, his member grew to just over sixteen centimetres when he was excited. Jason wasn't disappointed with his manhood, but he knew some species were thought to have more "interesting" parts. The sound of Max tapping at a keyboard filled the room. Fighting the urge to cover himself, Jason stepped across the room and joined Max on the bed. The dog had opened his laptop and was browsing a porn site, having entered the search criteria lesbians, shower. This was nothing Jason hadn't seen before; however, watching porn with someone was going to be a whole new experience. Settling on a video, Max set it to fullscreen and placed the laptop on the bed between the two of them. The video started with some fuzzy text declaring where the video had been uploaded to and how they could find more amazing stuff there, then the words dissolved to be replaced by a huge shower stall, complete with tall glass panels. There were two women in the cubicle, a shiny black jaguar and a caramel lioness. It was slow at first; the women covered their bodies in a teasing way whenever the camera lingered on them, their fur drenched by the large shower head. A minute later, the footage cut and a new scene had the two felines kissing under the hot water, their paws roaming over one another.

'Does this work for you?' Max asked, looking away from the screen to check on Jason.

'Yeah,' was all the bird said in response. His member had already reacted, standing tall and firm before him. Looking over at Max, the bird saw he'd already started. Max's paw was wrapped around a tall, red canine cock. The rod protruded from its protective shaft, a knot growing at the base as the dog's paw slid up and down. For a moment, Jason didn't think he could do it. He sat there, watching Max, unable to move. Forcing himself to go against his instinct to think and analyse, Jason wrapped a hand around his own member and gave himself a squeeze. The action sent a shiver through his body and desire suddenly outweighed his fear. Mimicking the dog, Jason stroked himself and watched the video. The felines had shut off the water now, but were still dripping wet in the shower cubicle. The lioness was on her knees, her head held against the jaguar's crotch by a firm black paw. Max was panting again, tongue lolling out of his mouth, tail wagging against the bed. The video changed scenes again to show the lioness lying on a bed, her mane still damp, her paws bound together at her front by a pair of fluffy pink handcuffs. The jaguar was straddling her, pressing their pussies against one another, rubbing back and forth. Jason moaned at the sight, then realised what he'd done and his eyes flicked to Max, but the dog just grinned.

'This is a good one. Who do you like better?' Max asked.

'Um, the jaguar, I like her so far.'

'Yeah, she's pretty hot. I dated a calico back in high school, kinda the same thing. Her blowjobs were the best.' The dog dragged out the last word, grinning to himself as he spoke.

Jason imagined a small cat stroking and sucking the athletic dog's red member.

'Hhuh!' A gasp escaped Jason as his body tensed.

'You okay, bro?'

'Yeah, just...' he started without knowing what to say.

'Here, let me help.'

Without waiting for a reply, Max reached over, slipped his paw under Jason's hand and gripped the bird's cock. The sensation was otherworldly. The pads of his palm and fingers; the short, soft fur; even the way he squeezed, all of it culminated in a new, wonderful sensation. Jason couldn't help but shudder, his legs tensing and twitching.

'You like that, birdy?' Max teased.

Jason couldn't reply. Even if he'd had the capacity to, he wouldn't have known what to say. The dog's paw rose and fell, coming up to tease the base of the head, before lowering to stroke the shaft, tugging the foreskin as he did so. Jason looked down to watch Max work, but noticed something was wrong. While Max's other paw was still wrapped around the canine's own member, it was barely moving at all, as if forgotten. Jason was acting before the thought had fully formed. Raising a hand, Jason reached for the dog's cock and gripped it. The paw around Jason's member stopped for a moment as Max's eyes closed and he took in a breath. It was completely different: Max's member felt firmer, more rigid. Sliding his hand up, Jason ran a thumb over the pointed tip, then moved down and felt his wrist bump against the knot.

Max let out a sigh and said, 'Just like that,' giving Jason a squeeze as he did so.

The two matched pace together, stroking one another. Their eyes moved from the porn video, to the other's cock, and back again. Jason's wrist brushed against that knot again and Max reacted with a shudder this time. Realising this was the right thing to do, Jason incorporated the knot into his stroking, bringing a thumb down to tease across the thick base, running his fingers across the width. Apparently, this was enough. A number of short gasps was all the warning Jason got, before the dog's cock squirted a healthy amount of cum straight up. The majority landed on Max's front, a white stain standing out on a brown patch of fur, but inevitably some landed on Jason's hand. The warm, sticky liquid was familiar yet alien at the same time. Max's paw had slowed during his climax, but his full attention was now set on returning the favour. Jason's free hand squeezed the bed sheets as Max built up the pressure, moving his paw just right. Jason let out an unintentional chirp. In response, Max squeezed and Jason came. The first spurt reached all the way up to Jason's chest, the second and third landed on his abdomen, and the last of it had just enough encouragement from Max to spring up and land on the dog's paw. The two panted together, Jason's beak hanging open, Max's tongue dangling out the side of his mouth. The video between them continued, still a few minutes left on its runtime, but neither of them were interested by this point.

Once Max had caught his breath, he said, 'See? I knew you'd enjoy it.'

It wasn't really a question, the dog was convinced and, as Jason's member dripped the last of his pleasure onto his feathers, the bird wasn't in a position to argue.

Then, remembering how he'd gotten into this situation in the first place, Jason looked at the dog and said, 'Does this mean you're satisfied now?'

'Huh? Oh!' Jason looked down at his chest and the necklace resting against his fur. There was no visible change. It was just a crystal. 'Aww, dang. I was sure...' Max looked up at Jason, then his eyes widened. 'Dude!'

'What?' Jason searched and found what the dog was looking at. Jason's crystal was glowing, a green light shimmering against his feathers.

'Dude!' Max said again. The dog had hooked a thumb under the chain of his necklace and was holding up the blue crystal. It too was shining with an impossible light. 'Explain this one, boffin bird!'

'Err,' was all Jason managed.