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An equine lodger, Saul, was sprawled across a beige plush sofa, remote control in hand. He flicked the remote in a lazy rhythm, passing channel after channel in a futile attempt to find something to kill some time.

"A thousand something channels, and they still show shit," he said to himself, flicking the TV off in the act of giving up.

Saul, a black horse with blue patches and a blue mane and tail, has had the house to himself virtually the whole day, no plans on the outside, no site of his brother Anders, whom he shares the house with. He didn't feel the need to get dressed, simply staying in his shirtless state and grey & white pyjama bottoms.

Saul had done everything he could think of to kill time - he raided the fridge for snacks; he played games on various consoles; he tried and failed reading various books from the shelf. He eventually settled for TV, which put his boredom at bay for only a short while.

He paced back and forth in the front room, trying to come up with something to do.

"Come on," he said to himself, staring at the floor in contemplation, "you've got to do something."

It was then the idea struck him; he knew his brother had stash of porn hidden in his bedroom. He knew the stash was meant to be a secret, but Saul knew Anders had a collection for a while (seeing as he found the first magazine when he was 11, his brother 14). He assumed he still collected the physical stuff because of his belief that nothing beats the physical copy; a philosophy that Saul only applied to CDs, Books and Movies.

Saul made his way up the stairs, took a left down the hall and went into Anders' room. The room was fairly neat, well made king size bed, with a window over the headboard to allow light in. Anders' room was decorated with posters of various shirtless men, half-naked women, and lady gaga as a mutant motorcycle stuck onto his large closet.

He stood in the doorway and just took in the site of the place. He'd never really seen the inside of Anders' room, and knowing how secretive his brother was, he knew this would be an extremely rare occasion. He always had an unusual relationship with Anders, one that whilst still being a brotherly friendship, bordered into a territory of admiration that felt more than platonic, but not quite romantic or erotic. He never truly understood the feeling, but he never questioned it either, letting the feeling go to the back of his head.

"Okay, where would he keep it?" he pondered out loud to himself, slowly stepping into the room. He started by looking through his brother's side tables, coming up with some necessary lubricant, and a few condoms, but no magazines. He then checked under Anders' bed, again coming up empty handed. By now Saul was pretty sure where the mags were located, sauntering over to the closet.

He opened the closet wide open and there, in a neat little pile, he found the magazines. He picked up the pile and sat on his brother's bed, looking through the pile to see if anything struck his fancy. Anders' had quite a range of sleazy rags - Beef Bitches, Pedigree Nasty, Bengal Boys Uncovered. The third mag caught his eye, particularly due to the rugged-looking Bengal guy on the cover, lain in a suggestive position, nothing but a purple-and-gold sheet covering his package.

He flipped the magazine open, leaned back, and got ready for some fun.

. . . .

Anders was in town after his office job, finding a way to unwind. The horse, a young man in his early 20s with black fur, a blue strip on his muzzle and, like his brother, a blue mane and tail, decided to go out for a drink with friend with benefits Peter, a Bear with beige and light brown fur, a slight bit chubby around the edges.

"Seriously, what did Dudson make you do?" the equine probed, wanting the juicy details from the bear.

"Well" Peter started, looking visibly embarrassed and amused, "he asked me to take his daughter to this garden party. There she was, looking absolutely stunning in her white dress, proper 1930s glamour."

"Yeah?"

"So she asks me for a dance, and being the gentleman that I am, I take onto the dance floor. What no one warned me about was the oyster some dick left on the floor..."

"Oh, here it comes"

"Yeah! And then I'm sent skidding over to the table, which I grab for balance, which the flips it over, smashing glasses of red wine, cutting up my arm and drenching Annabelle!"

"Oh that is just beautiful!" Anders laughs, tears forming in his eyes.

"And that was how this bad boy happened" Peter said, holding up his arm, visibly bandaged up.

"Oh, poor baby" Anders replied, grabbing the arm for a few mock kisses.

"Yeah, yeah save your petty. So, you and Saul gonna come to the party next week at Alex's?"

"Yes sure, assuming Saul's not busy."

"And then?"

"Oh I'll go! I'll just rub it in Saul's nose!" Anders said, grin forming on hs face.

Its not that Anders was uncomfortable with talking about his younger brother, but he had an unusual relationship with him. He never really thought about his attachment to his brother until they caught each other touching themselves when he was 16, Saul 13. The presence of his brother while he was in the shower surprised him, but it didn't stop him - in fact, he felt it added a little excitement to the experience, something taboo about it.

After that day, they seemed a little closer with one another; it was almost like they shared in a sort of growing ritual. Although this closeness was sort of a blessing, they always had the uncomfortable silence, sharing in a secret they told anyone else about.

"Yeah, I got to go Petey boy!" Anders said as he got up from the table, throwing on his coat and brown leather messenger bag.

"Kay, see you later mate" the bear replied, getting up to give his friend a one-arm hug.

On the bus ride home, Anders allowed his mind to wander through a mixture of thoughts, most of them centring on his brother Saul. He thought about the contours of his body, although he was rather slim and feminine in comparison to Anders. His muzzle was shorter than Anders' muzzle, still not quite like the faux-human faces of some of his equine friends. He thought about his brown eyes, centred in two blue circles, framed by the silky smooth blue mane of hair.

When he finally got home, he tried to shake off the thoughts of Saul, and failed in shaking off the feelings. He stepped up to the front door, putting his keys in the lock, unaware that Saul had snuck into his room and was currently looking at Bengal Tiger hunks in revealing Indian attire.

. . . .

Saul was getting heated up by the pictures in the magazine, a series of Bengal boys in seductive poses - tails in the air, members stood to attention, washing off in water falls. He could feel his own member responding to the images, pyjama bottoms getting uncomfortable. He started rubbing his length whilst they tightened, until he heard his brother unlock and open the door.

"Hey Saul, I'm home!" his brother hollered, leaving him paralysed in an erotic fear. "You're not still in bed, are you?" he asked, before running up the stares, causing Saul to break out of his paralysis and try getting off his brother's bed. Unfortunately, by the time he was halfway off the bed, Anders had discovered him in there.

"Oh, hey Anders" Saul said, nervousness running over his body.

"So, you found my collection I see" Anders replied, a look of cheeky dominance and discipline coming over his face.

"Y-yeah" Saul answered, sitting down and rubbing his neck. Saul felt excited by the situation, as well as uncomfortable, unsure of how to deal with it.

Anders, on the other hand, was pleasantly surprised by the situation, finding his brother in the sort of situation he had found himself in at 16, changing the shower for the bedroom.

"Hey now, don't be nervous" He said, opening the first button of his short-sleeved bottom down. "I'm not mad, if you're wondering. In fact, this is perfect" he continued, moving down to remove his suit pants and belt.

"What are you gonna do to me?" Saul asked, voice quivering with lust and fear.

"Something I've been meaning to do for a while" the equine man said, further unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his toned, muscular physique. He got onto the bed, crawling over on his hands and knees towards Saul, who was edging his way over to the headboard.

"How long have you wanted this?"

"Since you caught me in the shower at 16" he said, face inches away from Saul's at this point. He places one hand upon his face, another on his throbbing member, and pulled him in for a kiss. The feeling of hot tongue rubbing over hot tongue excited to two of them further, a shared shiver running down there spines.

As they shared this passionate moment, Anders took his belt and Saul hands, tightening them onto his headboard.

"What are you doing?!" Saul asked, pulse racing.

"Getting you ready" Anders replied, moving down to Saul's crotch. He moved his finger Saul's body, from chest to stomach to lap, eventually moving down to his brother's throbbing cock, which he released from the grip of his bottoms.

"Well, you seem prepared" Anders remarked, looking up and down at Saul's cock. He firmly placed his hand onto Saul's member, starting to slowly pump his hand up and down, his brother shivering from the feeling.

"Are you sure about this?" Saul asked, conflicted by the wonderful sensation of Anders' warm grip, and the fact that his older sibling was caressing him.

"As sure as ever" the equine replied, moving his focus to the tip of Saul's dick. He started licking the end, causing Saul to shiver and breathe in deeply, getting more and more excited by the experience. He began licking around the end of Saul's member, moving into a full grasp of it in his lips. As his head bopped up and down the hot dick, Saul was moaning quite noticeably, enjoying the situation more the he knew he should.

Taking his mouth off of his brother's member, got up, now fully erect, and crawled up to his brother's face. He positioned himself so that he was bearing over Saul, his length positioned in front of his brother's face.

"You don't think I'm gonna give you all the pleasure, do you?" he asked condescendingly, looking down with a smirk at his brother. "Now, open wide."

Saul, unable to move his arms, leaned forward with difficulty, opening his mouth, placing his lips around Anders' substantial girth. He nervously moved his head back and forth, his tongue giving subtle sensations on the underside of his brother's sheath.

"That's it, that's how you do it" Anders said to his brother, soaking up every bit of pleasure from Saul's mouth. He started to buck his hips, thrusting his hips in near contrasting rhythm to his brother's casual bobbing. He put his hand on the back of Saul's head, the other positioned on the headboard for balance, he pushed and pulled Saul's head in the rhythm of his thrusts, dick going into Saul's throat. The sound of gagging drove Anders' mad, getting him more worked up, his bucking getting faster and faster. He pumped into Saul's throat deep and hard one last time, pulling out to allow Saul to catch his breath.

"You want more?" Anders asked, filthy smirk on his face, pre-cum draining out of the tip onto Saul's muzzle.

"Do I have a choice?" Saul asked, looking up at his brother with the same smirk on his face.

Anders leaned over to his side table and pulled out a bottle of lubricant and a toy. He ventured back down to Saul's bottom, smothering a finger in lube and slowly inserting it into Saul's rear. He went in and out up the second knuckle, slowly pushing in and pulling out, pushing in deeper and deeper, getting off on the noises his sibling was making. He started massaging the inside of Saul's hole, getting a second and third finger in, venturing up north to taste Saul's cock, which was now itself leaking pre. He pulled out his fingers, reached for the toy, pre-lubed, and inserted into Saul's ass, Saul responding with a long moan.

"Your ready for the last bit?" Anders asked, standing over his brother, lubing up his own hole.

"What, you're gonna-"

"Ride you, yeah" Anders cut-off, grabbing onto Saul's length, positioning it on target with his hole. He slowly went down, taking the first three inches with a intake of breath from him and his brother. He pulled out a few inches, went down a few more inches, gradually taking his brother in inch by inch.

"And now, for the real show" he said, looking down with a cheeky look at his brother.

"Bring it" Saul replied, prepared for anything at this point. It was then that Anders pulled back up, slamming down into the last few inches, grabbing a remote, which activated the toy in his brother's ass, switching it on as soon as he slammed down. Anders gave out a large sigh as his brother gave out a loud cry of pleasure, the combination of his brother gripping tightly around his length, the toy sending vibrations throughout his hole, almost running like electricity up and down his body.

Anders starting going up and down on his brother's cock, grinding as his brother was virtually paralysed by the sensation. His brother began thrusting into Anders, working as best he could against the increasing strength of the toys vibrations. Anders kept flicking the remote to his pleasure, watching the face on his brother change as he changed the intensity of the toy.

Anders leaned into his brother, riding quicker and quicker, kissing him hard. He looked into Saul's eyes, locking in hard as the two of them came closer and closer to climax, the breaths and thrusts matching speed and strength to one another, the toy in Saul set to maximum intensity.

"Anders, I think I'm gonna come" Saul said, his voice becoming strained.

"Go ahead" Anders replied, leaning back and grinding on his brother, locating Saul's prostate externally, rubbing it until finally, Saul came in a storm of pleasure, filling Anders with every pump.

As he allowed Saul to relax, Anders grabbed hold of his own length, pulling the toy out of Saul's ass, pumping his cock and massaging his underside until him finally climaxed, launching his seed high into the air, covering his body, Saul's stomach, and the wall behind them. He pulled up from Saul's length, his brother's seed running down his length as he collapsed on top of him. The both lay on the bed for a while, catching their breath. Anders reached up for Saul's hands, undoing the belt he used to keep him bound up.

As soon as he was able to, Anders asked his brother "So, you like that?"

"Yeah" Saul replied, himself still panting. "Not gonna lie, always been curious how that would be."

"Well, wonder no more" his brother replied in a tired chuckle.

As soon the two of them gained their strength back, they both ventured to the bathroom to catch a shower, clean themselves and each other off. They promised to keep this to themselves, Anders joking that this could be a way for them to get some more interesting experiences with people.