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"I don't know alright!" Richter squealed and shook the entire dinner table as he shot to his hooves and nearly knocked his chair over. "Stop asking me, I'll tell you when I know! I'm tired of everyone always pestering me about it!"

The family gaped at the colt who yanked his chair back enough to step away and slammed it back against the table roughly before storming out of the room. The glasses and food rattled a bit from the jerky movements and left the wolf, lions and remaining equine staring in mingled shock and hurt. It was Skarlath who cleared his throat and went back to his food with a pointed look at his offspring and mates to leave the subject alone. So one by one they followed suit, although Roan picked at his food and held his ears back miserably. Kierlan was left poking at his food as well as he heard the bedroom door upstairs slam shut hard enough that it rattled the hanging light above the dining room table. He'd never seen Richter get so upset before. He'd never seen such an outburst.

Roan had been asking the colt about scholarships and college plans quite avidly. The large amiable stallion had been suggesting what scholarships to go for and quasi-boasting that he would be the first young stallion of his line to go to college, and how proud his grandparents would be. Through it all Richter had gone quieter and quieter and finally had stopped eating to stare at his plate. No one had expected the outburst, but Kierlan had felt it bubbling just below the surface. He had no idea how their parents had missed it, but somehow they had and the colt had continued to be pressed. It wasn't that surprising, but he was still a bit shocked at the level of anger he had just seen. He glanced over to find his twin poking at his food and finally settling down to eat.

"I don't know what's wrong with him." Roan rumbled from his towering seat next to Skarlath. "I just don't get it. I was never-"

"Wait until after dinner, Roan love." Skarlath moved a red paw to cover the stallion's arm lightly before the wolf shot the twins a meaningful look. Kierlan bristled a touch at not being included.

"He's just young and full of energy." Artemis commented and leaned back a bit before glancing at the wolf. "I'm sure he'll be just fine in the morning."

Kierlan waited for Roan or Skarlath to continue, but when they were silent he forced himself to wolf down the last of his food as fast as possible. "I'm done!" He announced and barely got a nod from his parents.

"Are you going-" Grant started in a soft whisper as he started to get up.

"-talk to Rich? Yeah." He finished the sentence and glanced upstairs before neatly pushing his chair back into place. "Make sure they don't come up, 'kay?"

"Gotcha," His brother nodded his head before going back to his food and left Kierlan free to go after their brother. Someone had to talk to Richter.

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Richter punched his pillow hard enough that he felt his bed shake slightly and stopped himself from adding another one. It wouldn't make him feel any better after all. He didn't know what set him off at dinner, except he was tired of how his parents had been pressing him for an answer lately about his plans after high school. Add on top his strange relationship with his brothers and his worries that their parents would find out and he had been on edge lately. Not that it was going bad, Siber and Grant were more than happy to invite them into their bed and if the husky and he still butted heads that wasn't bad. Kierlan was a shy lover, but a giving one and had never seemed to hesitate when it came to showing his affections for his brother. The weeks had flown by in their company. He wasn't sure they knew about each other and it was something he should breech to them and figure out what to do. But first he had to get through the school year without completely losing it.

The young stallion grabbed a pillow from the bed and flopped down on his back before covering his face with it. He let out a muffled scream of frustration into the soft material while his broad hands bunched up the material tightly enough that he could almost feel the seams giving way as the feathers were compacted.

"I don't think the pillow appreciates that." Kierlan's soft voice murmured from the door way just as he heard the faint click of the door closing. "That was a pretty big display you gave downstairs."

Richter dropped the pillow away from his muzzle and lifted his head to see his brother padding into the dark room. He hadn't even bothered flipping on the lights when he stormed into his room, but there was enough light from the porch lights to show the pale tawny furred outline as he padded across the floor to settle down on the edge of the colt's bed. He sighed and it came out as an equine snort, but not a displeased one. He'd been half dreading one of his fathers coming upstairs to talk to him and he didn't want to talk about his problems or try and explain to them why he had blown up at the entire table the way he had.

"I'm just tired of all of this, Kier, I'm tired of always being asked where I'm going and when and how's my school work and.. UGH!" He gave the pillow on his chest a punch to vent his frustrations.

"Poor Richter." Kierlan purred and one of the soft paws brushed his covered belly. Somehow the words didn't come out patronizing. "Too much stress will do that to anyone, but maybe you just need more stress relief to keep from blowing up."

The last words came with a playful lilt and he nearly yelped as a paw grazed down to caress right along the front of his jeans and rubbed right over the bulge there. He pushed his head up and squinted at Kierlan and half expected to make out Grant's features instead. In the dark it was sometimes hard to tell them apart and Kierlan had always been a quiet and hesitant lover. Over the last few weeks he had always been eager to reciprocate enjoyment, but had never initiated it and never quite so playfully. The paw trailed over the bulge of his jeans and the leonine form slipped right over to straddle his lower legs as one finger popped the button and he heard a playful purr. To his shock he didn't see Grant's markings. It really was Kierlan behaving like a playful kitten.

"I hear stallions always get worked up if they aren't worked often enough." His brother teased and the zipper slipped down. The stallion's earlier bad mood slipped away as a hot tongue ran up along his lower belly and forced his shirt higher.

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Kierlan was so glad that the room was dark. He was sure if it were light he'd be showing a bright red at his own boldness and actions. He had never felt fully comfortable with his sexuality, not even with Richter's repeated assurances that he was lovely in every way possible. He always felt a seed of doubt that the colt might be just trying to make him feel better. After all, that's what Richter had done their entire lives and it wouldn't be a far stretch for his brother to try and make him feel better with a few little white lies. It felt as if he were always taking from the big colt. He would take sympathy, love and even pleasure, but he never really felt like he was able to give it back. When he walked into the room and saw Richter obviously upset and worked up, he finally saw a chance to at least try and pay him back. Pay him back and see if Richter truly did want him for more then just making him feel better about himself.

"Kierlan?" Richter's voice was soft and a bit surprised as the lion leaned up to lick the shirt up higher along the belly. He stopped to trail a circling lick right around the belly button. "Oh god!"

"Nah, just Kierlan is fine." The young lion put a flippant tone in his voice, but his lips quirked up in a smug grin that he was able to coax that reaction from the young stallion.

Richter's rumble of laughter answered his joke, but it didn't last long because he started to lick lower and used his paws and tongue to spread the shorts open. He could feel the softer material of the boxers covering the rise of the heavy equine sheath and hiding it from view as the pants loosened. He ran his tongue over the boxers and stroked over the shaft while it was still covered up. He panted out a hot breath before nuzzling down right against the bulge lightly. One of the big stallion's hands moved to rub along the back of his neck and dug lightly into his mane, but not to move him away, but to hold him in place. He licked out and rubbed the boxers right over the sheath and felt it bulging in response as the stallion squirmed beneath the press of his rump against the legs.

He licked and teased along the material for a moment, letting his tongue rub it back and forth against the heavy sheath behind it. The weight of the shaft strained the boxers outwards a she felt the glans thickening and spilling out further from the sheath. He rolled his eyes up and in the darkness he could see the stallion arching his back and his head pressed against the head board. The hand gripping the back of his neck shifted to caress and slid along his shoulders as the lion licked his way up to run his tongue along the line of the boxers. He flicked it in short movements to tease over the smooth fur while drawing in the warm sweet scent of his brother. He moved his paws higher up to rub along either side of the stallion's side before gripping the edge of the boxers in his teeth and giving a firm pull.

He didn't yank or rush it, it savored the weight of the shaft catching against the rim of the boxers and peeled slowly. He could hear Richter's breathing speed up slightly as he gave a short rock of his hips up. The bottom of his soft furred chin brushed the curved swell of the thickening cock before he rubbed right over the swollen glans. He arched his back as the full weight of the equine cock came out into the light and he didn't even try to stop the purr that rose up in his throat as he saw the dark outline of it falling along the curve of his brother's hip. The inches seeming to fill out with each beat of Richter's heart. The stallion was so lovely nude and it made things low in his belly tighten in anticipation.

Once he had the boxers pulled down over the heavy orbs, he lifted his head up and let his lips caress first one ball and then the other. The gentle kiss was followed with a caress of his tongue that swirled over the ovid and even flicked behind it so that he felt his brother jerk in shock at the wet hot tease. He lifted his muzzle slowly and laid a gentle trail of kisses over the bunched up sheath and reached the still swelling base of the cock and licked hotly. The wet trail moved upwards as he lifted his head and traced his tongue the full length of the colthood. He started right at the base and swirled his tongue up and over the medial ring as the flesh stiffened under his touch. He pulled all the way until he curled his tongue tip over the thickened tip and heard a gasp from above him.

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It was almost too dark to see in Richter's room. His own fur and hide was dark enough that it blended into everything else, but he could make out the paler form of his tawny brother. The porch light outside didn't cast enough light on them that he could clearly see everything Kierlan was doing, but that added to the excitement. He could feel the hot tongue starting right at his base and slipping up so slowly that he had to resist bucking his hips up too hard. He moved one hand to wrap around the head board as the tongue swirled and twisted it's way upwards in a slow flutter right over the swollen tip of his glans. A dribble of precum escaped him as he forced himself to move his hand from the back of his brother's neck and hold the other side of the headboard.

Kierlan was such a hesitant lover that he never expected the teasing and playful creature that had slipped into his room. It was a change that he found exciting as he had begun to wonder if his smaller brother had started to regret what they'd done or was only humoring him his amorous mood. He didn't try to speak or push things too fast, he wanted Kierlan to enjoy himself even as he savored the playing of the tongue over his hardened glans. He flexed the base of his shaft slightly and drew in a trembling breath before rolling his hips upwards. He made the movement slow and deliberate, but not enough to take control. Just enough to show that he loved the hot slippery feel of the tongue dancing back and forth right over his slit.

Richter nearly yelped out as he felt the hot maw close down right around his tip. The jaws were stretched open wide and the heated tongue flicked up just beneath him before pulling him in deeper. His back arched and his hips shuddered as the weight of his brother shifted higher on his legs and the fingers moved away from his side. The young stallion groaned out as the paws moved to cup under his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze. The fingers curled along the underside and teased him as the muzzle sank slowly lower. He drooled out hot dribbles of precum while his brother continued to push downwards over him. The lion took his time before drawing backwards and leaving his dark girth glistening and slippery. He could feel the purr that vibrated through him and only added to the glorious sensations of heat and tightness.

The colt slowly rolled his hips upwards and drew them back again in a smooth steady movement. His hips shivered while he let his tip rub back and forth right over the rise of the tongue. The rolling pushes of it sent tremors down his spine making it harder to think. He gave himself over to the sensation of the hot eager maw pushing downwards and swallowing his girth. The fingers rolled and teased his balls as they tightened and relaxed. He didn't need to close his eyes to lose sight of the room, he couldn't even try and anticipate how his brother was working, only lie back and let the feel and pleasure roll over him. The swallowing ridges of the throat pulled right against the tip and he let out a loud whickering cry of pleasure that he forced himself to muffle.

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Kierlan flattened his ears at the loud cry that Richter let out and froze for a moment. He half expected to hear one of their fathers' feet on the stairs, but there was silence. He let out a breath of relief before pulling his lips backwards and slipping the glans right from his mouth with a hot popping noise. The taste of equine precum trailed over his tongue and he licked his lips greedily for it before working around the edges of the flare. The hot short breaths above him let him know that his brother was loving the attention he was giving and the hips seemed to shiver in an effort to stop bucking up into his touches.

His fingers caressed the leathery balls lightly as he lowered his head to lick around the edges of the glans. The full heavy orbs were large enough he could barely fit them in the palm of paws, so deliciously weighty. He gave them a squeeze and felt his brother buck upwards again before relaxing. The lion pulled his mouth up and licked his whiskers back before balancing his weight back onto his rump and moved his hands away from the orbs. He only needed to move it a little ways before he fumbled with his pants. They were drawn so tight over his hard shaft that it was frustrating to get himself unzippered so he could wiggle out of them.

"Rrrmm?" Richter's voice was thick and confused as Kierlan kicked his pants off and was glad the darkness hid his hot blush.

"Turn about is fair play, dear brother." He whispered and gave the base of his cock a gentle squeeze before moving up to straddle the large stallion's waist. "And not fair never letting me have my way."

"Rrrrr true." Richter's large hands moved down and he felt them cup against the curve of his ass as he leaned over the dark shape on the bed.

The thick equine cock slipped and brushed against his hard barbed and knotted cock only briefly before the lion shifted his hips up and the glans slipped to rub against his rump cheeks. Oh it was large, far larger then he was used to, but he wanted to fit it. He drew in a shivering breath as he wiggled his hips back and forth to push the glans up right between his ass cheeks and felt hot drooling spills of precum oozing down between them. His hips rocked slightly as he gave a sudden push down and the tip shoved right up against his tight pucker. The hands on his ass cheeks gave him a light squeeze, but didn't try to force him, even though he felt the stallion tremble as he held himself back. Did Richter really want him that much?

Kierlan bit his lip and let his weight slowly drop down. The glans shoved right up against his pucker firmly and he had to bury his head down against Richter's chest as it starting to pry the tight ring open. The hot dribble of precum spilled inwards as he gave a harder push and cried out as he felt the glans sinking deeper and spreading him wider. It was almost too much, almost too thick, but he continued to drive the stallions cock inwards. His own shaft pulsed hotly against his belly, the base nearly swollen entirely as he savored the soft groaning cries beneath him. Richter's hips finally gave a short buck up and he felt the tip of the cock graze right through him as the dark girth drove itself home. Even his stomach was forced to swell outwards to accommodate the thickened tip.

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Richter felt the walls squeezing around him and forced himself to stop from bucking and hilting himself into that heat. The walls clutched and squeezed so sweetly around him; he could feel how his brother struggled trying to lower himself. It made his nostrils flare and he finally moved his hands and gave a short push upwards. Kierlan's cry was lost against the curve of his shoulder as he drove himself in to his medial ring and then pulled back. The tawny lion's fur so pale in the darkness as he clung to his brother and Richter moved his head to grip lightly onto the curve of the shoulder to keep his noises down. He could feel the precum dribbling down along his belly as he pushed up again and drove a few more inches into the lion. His medial slipping in with a lewd wet noise as his tip plunged in deep.

"Mmmph.. Richter.." Kierlan whimpered against his shoulder and the lion bucked his hips down until he could feel the anal ring squeezing almost in protest of his length.

The young stallion squeezed gently at those soft tawny cheeks and gave a push upwards. The push was short and hard but he gained a few more inches. The tight squeezing walls being spread apart while Kierlan's hips gave short little pushes down against him. Each drive down wedged his tip deeper into his brother. Thick dribbles of precum oozed out of him and was forced out as he pushed past it, the pre lubricated and slickening his smaller brother. Richter moved his knees up and bent his legs to get a better position on the bed before thrusting up again. This time he pulled down at his brother's hips and couldn't stop himself from muffling a squeal on the gold shoulder as he felt the lion's ass push against his loins. His balls clapped up firmly against him as every last inch sank itself home.

It was a trigger between them and Kierlan rolled his hips up just a few inches before dropping back down with the sound of flesh on flesh. The colt's cock flexed and sent out a hot rush of precum rushing into his brother as he arched his back up and slid his arms around the curve of arched back. His fingers stroked and teased as he gave himself over to the pure pleasure of enjoying the lion. They moved together firmly, and each push down let him feel the throbbing length resting against his stomach. The tapered tip left a trail of precum over him as Kierlan's breath came in gasps each time the stallion hilted into him.

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Kierlan almost yelped that it was too much the moment he hilted on the equine cock. His body stretched like a glove around the shaft and his belly being pushed out by the thick tip, but he managed to gasp it down. The overwhelming sensation and faint ached passed slowly as his brother bucked up against him and rocked him up into the air before he dropped back down again. The pleasure made him clench down tightly around the shaft and savor the pull of the medial ring inside of him. The rush of heat and need gave him no pause as he drove his hips down and lifted them up with the skillful touch of his brother's hands on his ass cheeks.

His knot swelled out and he could feel it throbbing against the curve of his belly while he dropped his hips right back down against the dark hips beneath him. They met together as the tip plunged back into him and he could feel the firm orbs hitting against his rump cheeks before dragging back again. His back arched as he gave himself over to the movements and trusted the hands holding him as they moved up to wrap around his back. His brother's breath tickled against his shoulder and the teeth held him firmly, but not roughly. It was a heady sensation to be clutched so close to the young stallion and feel the powerful muscles along his belly tensing and relaxing with each and every thrust as the heavy girth plunged into him.

The constant pull and stroke of the medial ring inside of him made him squeeze tightly as he started to come near his peak. His golden orbs pulled up tighter as he felt the knot reaching it's largest point as it rubbed along the smooth hide of Richter's belly. He gasped out and moved his paws down to grip the colt's shoulders as the bucks became harder and less planned. He was bumped into the air in a series of short hard strokes that teased through him and left him digging his nails into the dark shoulders. The young lion lifted his head up and muted a rough roar of pleasure as his balls pulsed up and a hot get of watery cum erupted right out of his tip and flowed over his brother's stomach in a white creamy wash. The splatters spilling out in pulses as his cock twitched between them.

Richter continued the steady thrusts before the tip swelled deep inside of him. Kierlan cried out as the teeth dug down a bit more firmly and he was brought down against the swollen orbs and every last inch seated inside of him. He wasn't prepared for the first pulse, nor the eruption of pressured seed that flooded his passage. His walls clenched and tightened around the horse's cock as the hot waves of cum sprayed out inside of him. They flowed in deep and fast while the flared tip formed a plug deep in his bowels. He couldn't even lift himself up as the pressure quickly grew and overwhelmed him. He writhed and twisted before gasping out as he felt his stomach starting to strain and swell.

The skin grew taut as the thick cum had no where else to go. His stomach grew rounder and stretched out until he could feel it brushing against Richter's as it inflated. The thick hot cum bloated him as he slowly laid down and gasped out as his shaft continued to twitch against his brother's stomach and his own rounded one. He almost looked pregnant as Richter finally dropped down and panted shallowly. The stallion's large arms embraced him and held him close as the pair of them remained panted and joined. The flare was almost as good as a knot in making sure that they wouldn't be going anywhere any time soon.

They both nearly jumped out of their skin as a tentative knock came from the closed bedroom door and the handle rattled.

"WHAT?!" Richter's voice was a yelp that jostled Kierlan so that he let out a soft cry as it stirred the shaft inside of him.

"Son? Listen, I'm sorry-" Roan's voice was a deep baritone that carried through the door, that Kierlan was heartily grateful he had locked.

"Uh, Dad, can w-we talk later?" Richter's fingers flexed a little bit against the curve of his back. "I'm uh.. talking to Kierlan okay? I'm fine."

"Yeah, Uncle Roan, I'm here!" Kierlan's voice sounded weak even to himself as he tried to catch his breath.

"Alright.." Roan's voice was reluctant. "Come see me before you go to bed, we'll talk."

They waited until the sound of the heavy hoof steps went down the hall before suddenly Richter started laughing and Kierlan joined in weakly. Their bodies going back to relaxing on the bed as his brother hugged the lion close and squeezed.

"That was way too close." He laughed and snuggled against his brother, careful of his swollen belly. "Good think I locked the door."

"Oh yeah.. Thanks, Kier." Richter nuzzled him gently against the cheek before they both sank into the golden after glow.