Cole Cums Home Ch 1
#1 of Brother's Keeper
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
The airport was filled with people waiting for their friends and loved ones. Jeff who had just turned seventeen was looking down at the picture of a young wolf-dog that almost looked just like him except for the darker head fur. He had never truly met the guy before but Cole was supposedly his older brother. Somehow after he had gone off to war in some backwater country when he turned eighteen, the military had lost him in a fire fight and they really never got the chance to find him after they pulled out. They say he may have been really fucked up and felt like he couldn't come back home. Now he was coming home and Jeff had mixed feelings about him coming back so late in his life.
Jeff guessed he had missed the reunion where his mom had bum rushed the athletic looking male wearing an aqua blue muscle shirt with deep blue shorts and sneakers. His mom and dad on either side of him, they all approached Jeff, big excited looks on their faces, "Jeff, this is your older brother, Cole." He was nervously looking forward, his eyes no higher than the lean male's chest, eyeing the thick patch of darker chest fur built up around the collar of Cole's shirt. Finally able to lift his head and look him in the eye, he gave a wince like smile before muttering, "Hey..." He was suddenly caught off guard when the big male wrapped his arms around him. Lost for words, Jeff reached up and hugged the big male's sides and smiled weakly. It felt cold, like it was for show. The young wolf-dog could tell Cole was looking right over his shoulder with a blank stare.
The first few days Cole didn't say a single word to anyone unless he was spoken to. Frankly, he didn't say anything to Jeff at all. Usually he took his meals up in his old room and never came out unless he had to use the toilet or bathe. Their bedrooms were right next to each other upstairs, their parents' master bedroom on the first floor. There was a vent in the wall just to the right of Jeff's bed and most of the time he heard either light rock music or the heavy sounds of Cole's breathing as he slept.
A week after Cole had come home; Jeff was lying in bed during hot summer night, wearing nothing but his dark green briefs with the white outlines on his thin body. Running his paws along his muzzle and up to his forehead, he brushed away his sweat drenched, brown and cream colored bangs. Looking at the clock on his dresser, it was two in the morning and he was suffering from insomnia and his restless leg syndrome. But when he heard the front door click downstairs, he froze, waiting for another sound. There were heavy footsteps coming up the stairs right outside his room. Rolling to his side, he tried look like he was sleeping, gripping the covers while trying to look out of the corner of his eye.
In the summer moonlight he could make out Cole's cream fur which shined like honey. As his brother walked past, he caught sight of another male. It was a really buff looking lion, wearing a pair of short-shorts and a beater with some sandals. The guy seemed barely in his pride, his short mane putting him in his mid twenties. For some reason, as they walked by, Jeff let his curiosity get the best of him and he quietly rolled out of bed. Gently touching the wooden floor with his paw pads, he lay sprawled in front of the vent before gently tugging one of the metal flaps. His heart pounded from what he saw, his muzzle hanging open from disbelief.
Cole was casually undoing the lion's belt from his short jeans, the feline male glaring at him with a spark of lust in his eyes, the barbed head of his already drooling ten inch shaft already poking out of the right pant leg. The male fell back onto Cole's queen sized bed as the wolf-dog pushed him, his shorts falling down around his ankles and onto the floor, "This is hot..." Cole nearly growled, "Shut up..." Climbing on top of the male's waist, the wolf-dog reached beneath his sheets and pulled out the rubber straps already waiting for the lion. "Whoa, what the fuck?" the lion asked, but it was too late, Cole already had his wrists bound in the stretching material. "Hey, let me out of thi...!" The lion choked on his own words as Cole took the male's belt and wrapped it around his maw. As Cole scooted back on the lion, Jeff could see the look of fear on the lion's face as Cole stood up and started pushed down his shorts, "Relax...I'm just going to fuck your tight little man cunt. You bragged about how much you could take the whole ride here..."
Jeff could only see the shadowy outline of his brother's thick cock, but he could tell it was big, at least a foot and an inch or two. He fondled his heavy meat as he positioned himself behind the lion, grabbing hold of his legs which the once cocky male struggled to kick. The beefy lion gave off muffled retorts as he felt Cole's thick, spear like tip press against his warm, shaking his head as the wolf-dog dug his nails into his thighs. Looking down at the lion's pink pucker, her perked his lips before letting a wad of spit fall into the big cat's rim, swirling it around with his cock head before roughly pushing it in.
The lion gave off a muffled cry, the belt stopping him from screaming because of the sudden pressure and burning in his asshole. The canine's spit helped little as Cole took him like a bitch. Jeff watched as his brother's toned ass tightened even more each time Cole thrust his fat cock into his bound bitch's hole. The lion's toes curled as he was brutally fed thick dog dick, the knot tapping up against his torn rim as it pounded his virgin butt. Grabbing the strap hanging off the belt around the big cat's maw, he pulled him in close, "Seems like you were all talk, bitch..."
The young wolf-dog behind the vent lay there breathless on the floor, his brother pounding the fuck out of the lion who could only whimper and cry. But as the brutal fucking went on, he watched the lion's own prick start to bob once again between his legs, loudly tapping his thighs as his ass went numb, only feeling the sheer erotic bliss of getting his hole fucked. The sounds of Cole's knot tapping against the bound male's butt made Jeff's ears twitch. He watched for hours into the morning as his brother violated the lion, never tying with him, though pumping him full of watery dog cum that flowed out of his asshole and onto the bed. The last time, the lion heaved in air through his nostrils, his ass sore from the constant fucking and his hips and thighs aching from being up in the air so long. When he could finally rest, he lay completely sprawled out on the bed, closing his eyes with his padded fingertips still clinging to the rubber bindings around his wrists.
As Cole let his monster cock hang between his legs and he approached his dresser near the vent, Jeff quietly moved away, rolling beneath his bed. Covering his muzzle to hide his breathing, he listened as he heard shuffling noises. Cole had found the lion's wallet and was emptying it of its paper money before slipping it back into the back pocket of the male's shorts. Even when the noise stopped, Jeff was too exhausted to move, slowly closing his eyes and falling asleep where he lay.
The sun was well up when Jeff's twelve o'clock buzzer went off. Slowly opening his eyes, he noticed he was still under his bed, his head cradled in his arms, his forearm damp with drool. Crawling out from beneath his bed, he struggled to stand, his body aching from sleeping on the floor. Scratching himself like he did every morning, he froze when he stroked his padded fingertip over his crotch. Looking down at the dark green material of his briefs, he noticed a heavy stain just along the right hole of his underwear. Franticly, he rushed out of his room and looked into Cole's room one door over. No one was in there. No lion, no Cole, no cum spots, and the bed was neatly made.
"Jeff! JEFF! Are you up yet?" Running to the bathroom window, Jeff looked outside to see his dad calling for him, standing on the deck in the back yard while his mother worked in the garden. And then there he was, Cole, mowing the lawn with the push mower, wearing a camo tank with brown shorts and leather work boots, his cream colored fur shining in the bright sun like honey. Jeff couldn't believe it was the same guy from last night, a joyful smile on his face that hid the dark secret only Jeff knew...
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