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It was one of those hot summer nights and Maxwell couldn't sleep. So, like any teen his paw was wrapped around his knotted wolf shaft and he was lazily pumping away at it as he panted and sweated.

He was bored and it was something to do at this late hour.

Maxwell arched his back and ground his slightly damp with sweat rear against his sheets, stroking his large meaty cock. Alternating between squeezing around the knot and pumping vigorously, occasionally grinding his thumb over his tip eliciting another fresh set of whines and pants from his gray muzzle. He leaned his head back and lets out a throaty moan, squeezing his eyes shut tight and bucking into the air, tensing his crotch and causing a thick spurt of pre to splatter over his chin before settling his sweaty rump back down and letting his excited cock calm down. After all, it wasn't always about cumming and getting everything messy.

Despite his best efforts to keep things relatively clean, he was panting hard, his fur was damp with sweat and his dark red member was spurting hard and matting down all his stomach and crotch fur. His pre was even slowly seeping down his sides and was already wetting the sheets with a new cocktail of musky and scents. Every twitch of his fingers on his shaft caused a fresh warm splatter of doggy pre to ooze onto his hot body and the pre was not doing anything to stave off the evening's oppressive heat.

Max settled his back-end back down on the bed and sighed softly, taking a deep breath of the heavy hot air, thick with his own scent of musk and pre. Relaxing his eyes and letting his fantasies of big breasted foxes begging for his tasty juice fade in his mind.

He cracked open an eye and looked down at his member in the darkness, pulling is paw off his cock for a moment, murring at thick strings and tendrils of pre on his paw that connected to his cock. He gently slide his hand up his stomach, murring from the quiet squelching of pre. His paw wiped the thin layer of pre up his body, which then washed over his neck and rolled over his shoulders, soaking down his back a bit. Maxwell closed his eyes a bit and moaned softly, nothing better than being nice and wet with slick pre.

Maxwell brought his drippy, sticky paw up to his lips, moaning softly as he dragged his tongue through the web or pre between his fingers. Closing his eyes again and gently rolling his tongue against the roof of his mouth, letting his flavor mingle on his taste buds.

Maxwell sighed softly, bringing his hand down and idly rubbing the underside of his dribbling cock with a content murr.

It was short lived, however, because soon after that very content sigh the door to his room burst open and his brother, Mitch, was already halfway through asking.

"... hot to sleep, where's your uh, Diablo 2 disk, Bro?" he asked very nonchalantly, despite staring at his brother who was still covered in his own slimy pre. Not to mention the stuffy musk filling the room that, he was sure to have noticed by now.

"Mitch! What the SHIT!?! Ahh! G-get out! Ohmahfuck..." Yelped Max as he grabbed his blankets, pulling them over his quickly retreating member and soaked body.

"Calm down bro, jeezuz" he chuckled softly padding over to his brother, who was still recovering from the shock of being walked in on the very intimate moment with himself.

"Wheres the CD?" Mitch said softly, setting his paws on his black panty covered hips (He claims their men's briefs)

"Which..."

"Man you are soaked..." He mumbled. "Oh uh, Diablo 2, the expansion"

"its uh... I dunno... somewhere..."

By this time, Mitch was standing beside the bed, looking down over his brother, who had pulled the now equally soaked and fairly transparent sheets up to his neck.

"Can you leave?" Maxwell asked, a slight growl rising into his voice.

"Here, its probably under the bed, horn dog." Responded Mitch with indifference to his brothers discomfort. He quickly knelt down, setting his hand on the mattress with a loud squelch. His furry paw soaking up the pre and sweat as he rummaged under the bed. The pressure he was putting on the mattress however was making more of the pre leak over the side of the bed, but he seemed to ignore the fact that pre was dripping on his muzzle as he slide his hands around for his brother's game collection.

Maxwell gripped the blanket tight under his chin, still unsure what to think as he scooted away from his brother's hand near his naked body.

"Dude, just get it in the fucking morning!" He growled softly, wanting his brother out of his room so he could attempt another round at trying to sleep since his erection was most undoubtedly gone.

"It's right here, I know it is..." Mumbled Mitch, sticking his tongue out in frustration which was catching more of the pre dripping on his muzzle. He took a couple licks of his brother's pre, which caused his sheath to thicken a bit in the black panties (Which he insisted where male briefs). He balled his fist up a little as he reached further under the bed, feeling his finger brush the plastic casing of CD. He slid a little more of his head under the bed, getting his ears a little damp with pre before grabbing hold of the CD and pulling back in triumph.

"Got it!" He said softly and triumphantly.

"Good! Get out!" Returned Maxwell.

Mitch rolled his eyes and licked his lips, which gave both brothers' sheaths slight rise. He awkwardly patted his brother's wet stomach which caused Maxwell to flinch in response before Mitch turned away and padded back out of the room.

Max couldn't really tell in the darkness be he could have sworn he saw Mitch, licking his pre and sweat off his paw. The moment the soft click of the door bumping the door frame resounded Maxwell's paws let go of the bedding and he pushed the now soaked sheet off his front, letting out a quiet sigh from the total mess he made. He hadn't even cum yet.

Max closed his eyes and pictured a nice wolf ass in some tight black panties and his cock enjoyed the vision thoroughly, quickly coming back to full hardness. He moaned quietly as he squeezed his cock, spurting fresh pre onto his stomach.

"I'll get it back to you in the morning," Interrupted Mitch.

Max's eyes shot open, looking right up into his brother's as he loomed over him with a slightly perverted grin. He yelped and rolled onto his side away from his brother, tail tucked hiding his throbbing cock.

"Ahh, whatareyoudoing?" He nearly shouted.

"Im just..."

"Get out!"

"Okay okay, jeeze..." Mitch put his hands up and slowly backed out of the room with a grin, shamelessly leaving the bulge in his panties exposed as he disappeared into the dark hall.

Maxwell's heart was still pounding and he rolled back onto his back, kicking the sheets in a bit of annoyance and turning his head to look at the digital clock glowing on the far wall. It read 5:45. Max kicked himself mentally a few times before rolling onto his side and closing his eyes trying to go to sleep.

He soon woke up, tired, sweaty, and still horny.