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The power of fear to sear an image into one's mind is a power that should never be overlooked.

Even as he approached the black, soot-coated walls of the burned out factory near the far edge of Vermillion City, Tapio could still remember the scene that encouraged him to come this far, and all in vibrant detail.

Brandishing the billy clubs that Rocket Grunts were often assigned, the two corrupted soldiers were robbing a bank, but their weapons were for show, more than anything. It was the powerful arms of the Machoke that easily ripped the bank door from the vault, and the razor sharp claws of the Scyther that kept the security guards from stepping in and making any sort of move against the grunts as they unloaded thousands in currency. The incredible and deadly power that the pair of pokemon possessed was frightening, certainly, but it was the way that the grunts controlled them and wielded that power absolutely, as if it were their own that impressed Tapio most of all. Just a pre-teen at the time, he hid behind the cover of his parents as the lowly members of Team Rocket made away with the cash, escorted out by their mentally corrupted pokemon, without a force in the city to stop them. As they made their way through the door, little Tapio watched in a conflicted mess of pure terror for his life, and pure envy of the power that these men so carelessly held. It wasn't until they opened the front doors of the bank, and Tapio saw a familiar figure helping out with the robbery that he made up his mind about whether terror or envy was stronger.

Before his parents had taken him to the bank with them, Tapio's brother claimed that he was feeling under the weather, and decided to stay home.

He certainly looked like he was doing just fine to Tapio, dressed up in full Team Rocket gear, complete with the bright, stark red "R" in the middle of his chest, and a malicious grin on his face that showed not even a sliver of remorse for his actions.

_Glowsticks...why would you do that? How did you sink so low?_Tapio remembered asking himself as he watched with bated breath and hidden jealousy. His brother was oblivious, but even if he were aware, Tapio could tell just by the look in his cold, gray eyes that he would never apologize for the act. He could have known full well that he was putting out a terrible example for his brother to follow, and he wouldn't have batted an eyelash, but while Tapio tried to reconcile himself with his envy, his parents were trying desperately not to cry out in shock at the sight of their eldest son assisting in a bank robbery.

When the dust had settled, the bank was evacuated and the robbers had escaped, Tapio's parents knelt down around him outside the bank and told him, knowing that he'd seen his brother that day that he could never tell another soul what he'd seen if he ever wanted to see his brother again. They knew it wasn't exactly the right thing to do, but at the time, Glowsticks wasn't even a legal adult himself, and if they weren't careful, his whole future could be ruined by too much information getting out into the public.

"I mean it, son. No cops, no teachers, no friends, not even anyone in our extended family is ever to know about this. Do you understand?" his dad asked, his voice rattled with concern, but as firm as it could be, given the circumstances.

Tapio nodded silently as his mother hugged around his shoulders, and his father embraced the both of them in his own arms. "I won't tell anyone, Dad. I just wish I knew why Glowsticks would do something like that..."

"We'll get to the bottom of that tonight, Tapio," his mother assured him. "Your father and I love both of you very much, and we know you just want to help your brother, but right now the best thing that you can do is to keep working hard in school and keep yourself out of trouble...and if your brother ever invites you anywhere, you come talk to us first. If he won't tell you where you're going, you don't go!"

It was rare for his mother to raise her voice, even when she was frustrated, so when Tapio heard her nearly shouting at him in her concern, he knew better than to question her or her judgment on the situation. He just nodded again, and this time, he stayed silent as he bit his lip and fought back against tears that he couldn't properly understand. He couldn't remember the last time that he felt such an emotional conflict of envy at his brother for having something he wanted, and hatred at his brother, enforced by his parents.

It was no shock that Tapio spent the rest of that evening in his room, hiding away from the horrible, obscenity-laden fight that inevitably took place only a few hours later when Glowsticks tried to sneak in the back door of the house and act as though he'd been there the entire time.

It didn't work.

Twenty minutes of scolding and screaming, a thrown, shattered dinner plate and a door slammed so hard that it had to be placed back on the hinges the next day, and suddenly, Tapio was an only child in a household that had nearly been torn apart by the bad decisions of just one family member.

Once again, in his mental conflict, Tapio found himself envious of the power that his brother was so openly wielding, despite being afraid of it and hating what his own flesh and blood had become.

Despite the mental trauma of that momentous afternoon, Tapio did his best to stay out of trouble and grew up through his teen years as a mostly normal young canine, and what many people in Vermillion City were worried was the start of a long string of criminal activities by Team Rocket turned out to be nothing more than an anomoly. Years went by before anyone heard anything about the gang again, and what little bit that they did hear was just musings and rumors of a meeting of some higher level officials at a bar downtown. The rumors were quickly dispatched when police kept a close eye on the bar, and not a single member of Team Rocket was ever discovered. Tapio himself never heard another thing about Team Rocket until he was nearing the end of his college education, and consequently, the end of his proverbial rope.

To my favorite younger brother.

The greeting on the unexpected note from his brother was superficial; Tapio was Glowsticks' only brother. Were he in his right of mind and not completely fed up with his schooling, he would have done what he should have and tossed the note right in the garbage, but that cool, quiet evening in late spring, clutching a nearly empty bottle of bourbon in his paw and struggling with the possibility of just dropping his education altogether, Tapio needed something, anything to take his mind off of his stresses.

Fuck it, he thought. Not like I ever stopped wondering what he was up to.

Just to be sure, Tapio opened the door of his dorm room and took a quick, cursory glance up and down the hallway. The note had been slipped under his door, but there was nobody there to have delivered it, and not even a trace of fur left behind from whoever did drop it off. The thought that perhaps, even just for a moment, Tapio had been that close to Glowsticks once again was enough to make the fur on the former's neck stand up. Sure enough, he was plenty distracted from his frustrations now. With slightly uneven but widening eyes, Tapio quickly pulled his door closed, locked it and fell right down into his bed, his body flumping against the covers and his head plopping down comfortably on his pillow. With a quick, sharp rustling, Tapio unfolded the note and tried to steady his drunken vision on the words."

Dearest little brother...It's been quite a few long years since I've been able to see you. I'm sorry I never bothered to try and visit you in all this time, but I knew that Mom and Dad would never have let me anywhere near their little baby. I had to wait until you were out and on your own, and I gotta tell you, I didn't expect you'd be the type to go to a bummer school like this. I know you had to get a diploma, but c'mon, brother! Someone with your kind of smarts should really be working the kind of business that I do...goodness knows that you'd be running though the ranks almost as fast as I did! Hopefully college did open your eyes to a couple things, at least, and with any luck, you won't call mommy and daddy and tell them where I am. Hopefully you learned to think outside of the box and fend for yourself a little bit, instead of doing what they tell you all the time, because right now, I've got an offer for you, little bro, and it's one that I don't think you'll pass up...Team Rocket is taking on new recruits for the first time in what feels like ages, and the executives like myself are the first ones in line to make recommendations for people to draft into the organization. I know school can be tough, and no doubt, you're having trouble making ends meet in this terrible economy we live in...so how about it, little bro? I'm making you a once in a lifetime offer, to come along and join Team Rocket. It's only on the table for one week; once the week is up, I'll be hitting the road again and taking my business elsewhere. You remember the old, burned out electrical factory just outside of town? I'll be there waiting for you. I'd rather not leave town without you, little bro. I feel like we have a lot of history to catch up on, if nothing else, but with any luck, I'll get you out of this podunk city and help you onto pastures even greener than your backside. If I see you there, I'll explain everything else you're no doubt curious about. If I don't, I'll probably never get the chance to see you again, and that'll be the one regret I have to take to the grave. I assure you I stayed away for as long as I did just to protect you, Tapio. You weren't ready yet...but I bet you're more than ready now...I'll be waiting, Tapio. Don't disappoint me.

With love from your brother,

-Glowsticks

"I don't believe it...he's here? Glowsticks is here?"

Tapio let the note fall carelessly onto the bridge of his muzzle, the paper fluttering back and forth in the air before it landed right on his nose. His eyes were already struggling to stay open as he'd gotten comfortable in his bed, but his mind was racing a mile a minute with the possibilities of actually answering his brother's call and heading to the abandonned building. It was true that he was struggling with college and beyond frustrated with his classload, but to just throw it all away to join a crime syndicate wouldn't exactly be what most people would call a genius move.

Well...maybe I'll go. At the very least, we can catch up for a while, right?

That last tired, drunken thought was the one that he listened to, and following the blur of a hungover morning, Tapio was nervously tapping on the front doors of a factory that his brother claimed to be in.

_ CREEEEEEEEEEEAK... _

Just as he knocked, the door slowly started to creep open, revealing it hadn't been fully closed to begin with. It swung inward easily when Tapio placed a paw upon it, and the creaking echoed into the mostly empty building, still every bit as burned out as the day that it caught on fire, all on the suspicion of a Team Rocket act of vandalism. Dust and soot covered the floor, machinery was cooked down to blackened remains and the few storage racks that still stood were rusted down to the bare bones, all of the paint and coating having cooked off and rusted away years ago. Only a couple lights still hung up from the ceiling, and the majority of them were burned out, or the bulbs had been shattered. There was literally just enough light to display the stage that had been set in the center of the room, and sitting there in a tight, form fitting pair of black slacks, a slimming black sport coat and a perfectly pressed white button-up, all tucked in neatly and complete with a bright red "R" in the form of a badge on his coat pocket, was Glowsticks, looking the very picture of confidence and grinning like a man who'd just gotten away with murder.

"I'd ask if it were you, Tapio, but I'd recognize that green fur from a mile away. It's good to see you again, little brother...and my, how you've grown!"

Quiet, careful paws stepped across the dusty floor of the burned out building. The atmosphere was nervewracking, and Tapio almost felt as if there was some sort of a trap waiting for him every time a paw made contact with the floor, but as he made his way to the center of the room, no traps were sprung. There was only Glowsticks, sitting in a cheap office chair, the bright yellow and neon green fur patterns in his tail coiled tightly around the back rest. Two furres with more exotic fur patterns couldn't be found in all of the Kanto region, much less Vermillion City, and even under the lackluster lighting, their bright coloring was an extravagant display.

Certainly, their colors were quite a bit louder than Tapio. The poor canine stood in awe, his maw hanging open just slightly in a state of disbelief, and in a polar opposite, Glowsticks was smiling up at him from his chair with an air of pure confidence, as if he'd known for sure that his younger brother was going to arrive right on time.

"Something the matter, little brother? Looks like the cat's got your tongue."

Glowsticks didn't move an inch, and Tapio was still struggling to find words to respond. It was the first time he'd seen his brother in literally over five years, and in that time, so much had changed about, but as he looked over his older brother, it looked like he hadn't changed a bit, short of maturing just slightly into a suave, sexy young man, and yet, Tapio didn't feel like he was face to face with his older brother. He felt more like he was about to be interviewed for a high end job in a Fortune 500 company, and that his interviewer was the most attractive and successful man in that company.

Perhaps it wasn't the best idea to come for a visit after a small hangover and a wake up shot in the morning. _He's still my brother...alcohol is no excuse to have even a sliver of a thought in that vein,_Tapio thought, finally letting out a quiet sigh as he tried to find words for a greeting. "No cats around to have my tongue, Glowsticks. I don't think it's unreasonable to be a little speechless, seeing someone you loved so much for the first time in ages."

"Won't argue with that," Glowsticks replied, still sitting as casually as he could. "I guess I've had a lot more time to think about what I was going to say to you when we met again, because I always believed in it. Never stopped thinking about our next meeting, really."

"Neither did I, but just because I never stopped thinking about you didn't change the fact that I was sure I'd never see you again."

"I was always sure that I'd see you again some day, Tapio. And I knew that it might be our last conversation, but I knew exactly what I was going to say when I saw you. I always did admire you, even if it was a subtle feeling, and I knew you'd grow up to be every bit the looker I anticipated. You'll fit out a Team Rocket uniform quite nicely, just like I thought..."

"Hey!" Tapio interjected, his the white fur in his cheeks filling with a warm blush. "I just came here to catch up with you and see how you were doing! I never said I was going to join your lot of criminals!"

"You don't have to say it, Tapio. The fact that you came at all is all the proof I need."

Tapio didn't think it was that simple. Perhaps he just didn't want to be so easily had, and he certainly thought he was more complex a canine than his brother was giving him credit for, but there was a little trouble in denying the fact that ever since the day of that bank robbery, there was a nagging desire to have the kind of power that his brother had, even if there was an inherent sense of justice against everything his brother stood for.

"And what if that's not why I'm here? What if I came here to try and get you to change your mind? What if I came here to try and make you see the error of your ways so you could come home, and we could finally be a family again?"

"Then you wouldn't have come alone," Glowsticks replied. "Coming here by yourself without any idea of what to expect isn't exactly the brightest idea, and it doesn't exactly scream compelling to me, either."

Tapio was running out of alternatives to suggest, and Glowsticks was starting to look as though he was running out of patience. "Y-you never know! Maybe mom and dad just weren't ready to see you yet!"

"Mom and dad would never be ready to see me in this outfit, Tapio. They'll never accept me for who I really am, and the fact that they can't understand and accept my being happy like this is the reason that we'll never be a true family again. I don't want to put you between a rock and a hard place so suddenly, but the fact is, my _dearest_little brother, that you have to make a choice right here, right now. You can either turn around and go home to your life of false comfort and unsatisfying education with mom and dad, or you can follow me on the path to the greatness that you were meant to achieve."

"But...I'd never see mom and dad again if I did this."

"No, but you'll finally have your big brother back in your life, and this time, for good."

Perhaps if he were a little bit younger, Tapio wouldn't have been so easily swayed by Glowsticks' words, but as a young man grows, his attachment to his parents dwindles as he finds his own place in life, and his attachment to his close friends and siblings grows. Were he just a bit younger, Tapio would have laughed at the offer, but there was a hole in his heart that he couldn't ignore, and the only thing that could fill it was the return of his brother. Even just knowing that Glowsticks was alive and well had given him a surge of hope that he might be able to get his brother back, and now, he was literally being handed the chance. It wasn't under the circumstances that he wanted, necessarily, but...a brother's love is a brother's love, and Tapio knew that Glowsticks' love couldn't be replaced by anyone or anything else.

"And you promise you'll never abandon me again?"

"If you join me here today, Tapio, we'll be together to the very end. You have my word, little brother."

In Tapio's mind, his heart really was in the right place. This was what he'd wanted all along; just another chance to have his brother back in his life.

"...I'll do it," he muttered weakly.

"What was that?"

"I'll do it!" Tapio called out, this time with greater conviction. "I'll join Team Rocket, if it means that I get my older brother back!"

Glowsticks couldn't wipe the grin from his muzzle as he stood up from his chair and took a step forward, throwing his arms around his younger brother and giving him a warming, comforting embrace. "I knew you'd make the right decision! Tapio, you just took the first, most important step on the path to your success, and lemme tell you, brother, it is paved with gold, diamonds, and whatever else your heart could ever desire!"

Tapio clung tightly to his brother, his claws raking tiny trails into the exquisitely soft sport coat that was almost like a second skin for Glowsticks. "I'm willing to do anything to be with you again, Glowsticks...but...wait. It's really that easy? All I had to do was agree to join, and now I'm in?"

"Oh, no. It's nowhere near that easy, Tapio," Glowsticks replied with an even wider grin, his fangs gleaming in the dingy glow of the warehouse. "You've still got to go through your initiation. Lucky for you, you get to have your older brother walk you through it, and I decide whether or not you pass or fail, so you're almost definitely gonna get in."

"Then I'd say I'm a sure thing," Tapio said, confidence replacing the momentary fear he felt as initiation was mentioned. "I'll do anything you ask of me, brother. Rob a bank, steal some pokemon from a healing center or a daycare, you name it...I can handle it."

Glowsticks took a tiny step back from his younger brother and set his paws on Tapio's shoulders. "Now now, you're not there yet, Tapio. I appreciate your aggression and your gusto, but you don't have to do anything like that just yet. Your initiation is more of a test of loyalty to the executive who chooses you, not a test of how criminal of an act you're willing to perform."

"That shouldn't be hard at all. What would you have me do to prove my loyalty to you?"

"I think the real thing to ponder is what wouldn't I have you to do prove your loyalty?"

"What...?"

Tapio flattened his ears just a little bit as he locked eyes with Glowsticks. The voice of the older canine had changed from a purely business tone to a curious, sensual one, a voice Tapio never expected to hear from his brother of all people.

"We're in a unique position right now, Tapio. It's very rare that an executive gets the opportunity to initiate their own brother, and even less common that their brother grew up to a real ladykiller. I don't think you can really blame me for wanting to take advantage of my executive status in ways that you might find just a little bit...unorthodox."

"You...you're not honestly suggesting what I think you are, are you?" Tapio asked, his ears nearly flattened back to his head as he couldn't look away from his brother's eyes, completely entranced by the domineering look in those capitvating, steely orbs.

Glowsticks gave a firm nod. "I absolutely am, little brother, and if you truly want to join Team Rocket and be my brother once again, you'll submit to my every command until your initiation is complete. Understood?"

Tapio couldn't believe he was being coerced into something so depraved and perverse. His mind and his heart were in deep conflict, as his emotional attachment to his brother made him want to reach out and do whatever it took to keep him around, but in his mind, the idea of an incestuous coupling was just wrong. He couldn't believe what he was considering.

"...If I agree to all of this, you'll really never leave me again?"

" Never. I wouldn't dream of it."

Maybe he means it...maybe all I need to do to keep my brother's affection is show him that I can be a physical lover, too...

"Then...tell me what you want me to do, Glowsticks. Tell me anything."

Glowsticks could hardly believe his good fortune. It didn't seem at all possible, and yet, Tapio had his ears folded back, his shoulders slumped just slightly, and his eyes, wide and innocent, begged for acceptance. If his words had failed him, Tapio's body would have told Glowsticks everything he needed to know. "That's the spirit, little brother! I'm sure you'll handle your initiation just fine. How about you start by getting a little more comfortable and telling me a bit about what you have and haven't done? It's been a long time since we talked about your sex life."

"I hardly had a sex life when we last talked," Tapio reminded him, moving towards the office chair and taking a seat at Glowsticks' urgings. "But I guess we have missed out on a lot of guy talk, and I did do a little sleeping around at the college..."

"Oh? Tell me more about that," Glowsticks said, "And maybe take off that shirt while you're at it."

Tapio knew that going with the other side of 'maybe' wasn't the best idea, so he went about hastily removing his shirt before he continued. "Well, I spent the first couple weeks of my freshman year just goofing off and drinking, and it got me into trouble more than a couple times," Tapio explained, already starting to relax a little bit as he sat back in the comfortable chair. It already felt like the good old days, when he would tell his brother about a girl he had a crush on. "I ended up in the sack with a lot of different girls, and even a couple guys from time to time...I didn't know growing up that I was gonna be so flexible, so to speak."

"So you found that you go both ways, and yet, you're a bit apprehensive about getting bedded by your brother?" Glowsticks asked, giving a quick wink to compliment his grin, and show he was just teasing.

"That's different!" Tapio barked back. "We're related! That's just...just another level of messed up entirely!"

"And yet, you can't help that you feel at least a little bit attracted to me."

Tapio gulped. "Y-you can't prove that."

"I remember seeing a particular look in your eyes when we were kids, Tapio. Whenever a pretty girl would walk by and capture your heart, you got a look in your eyes that simply gave away how enamored you were, and when you first walked into the building just now, I could see that very same look in your eyes...it only lasted for a moment before you came to your senses, but for just that moment, you were absolutely swimming with arousal for me."

Glowsticks saw right through all of it. Tapio had been trying to keep the thoughts out of his mind, but having seen his brother as a grown man, fully matured and absolutely gorgeous, there really was a moment of weakness where his mind went to a dark, twisted place...a place where his brother could be his mate. "Glowsticks...d-don't do this..."

"Don't do what you agreed to do, little brother? Don't do exactly what you want me to do?" Glowsticks took a step towards his seated sibling and loomed over him with a smug look. "You're getting initiated, Tapio, whether you like it or not, but I think you'll like it a lot more if you just roll with it. You should embrace your feelings, Tapio, not run from them."

Tapio knew his brother was right, but following his advice was easier said than done. He'd need a little more urging, still, but he knew how to get that out of a more dominant lover. "F-force me to, big brother..."

"I thought you'd never ask."

Glowsticks could have gripped at Tapio and ripped the pants from his legs, going right for what he wanted, but he was going to make sure that Tapio was truly mentally submitted by the whole experience. It wouldn't be enough for the older brother to just strip Tapio and have his way with him...he had to break him.

"Get nice and comfortable in that chair, little brother. You're going to be there for a bit," Glowsticks warned. His paws moved down to his own belt, and he whipped it free from the belt loops, cracking it tight in his grip and sending Tapio into shivers as the younger brother watched him brandishing the belt like a weapon. A little beating might not be out of the question, but right then, Glowsticks was more concerned with keeping his target in place. He gripped Tapio tight around the wrist, his eyes alone commanding the younger sibling to stay put, as he wrapped the belt tight around his wrist to the frame of the chair, and tied it off. Resting a paw on Tapio's crotch, smooth pawtips teasing over the subtle bulge of his covered manhood, Glowsticks yanked Tapio's belt free and held it before him with a devilish grin. Tapio knew what was coming, even before Glowsticks held his other arm down to the opposite end of the chair frame and tied it tight, just short of cutting off circulation. "That oughta do the trick, I think. Is my little brother ready to start his initiation, or does he need a little more motivation to get going?"

Tapio pondered his answer rather thoughtfully, given the circumstances. He was completely trapped now, and certainly didn't have any room to bargain, but at the same time, this was a new learning experience for him. He thought he knew his brother once upon a time, and ended up being completely wrong about him; there was no doubt he didn't know anything about his sexuality. The only way to learn from there was to experiment. "I-I could always use a little extra p-push..."

"I had a feeling my brother was a little bit of a masochist," Glowsticks taunted him, unbuttoning his own dress pants and unzipping them, scooting them down his body slowly with a gentle push. The bright yellow fur around his sheath was already starting to give way to the lighter pink sheen of his growing member, and Tapio couldn't take his eyes off the sight. As a child, he'd always been curious which of the two of them was bigger, but that was just as something innocent between brothers. Now, he wanted to learn every inch of the length that held his gaze, and experience it up close and personal. "And I bet he's a great little cocksucker, too. Think you can handle the whole thing with no paws?"

"I'll t-try," Tapio replied weakly. Even when he'd taken it upon himself to have a taste of a male in the past, he could always grip the shaft near the bottom and control just how deep he went on his partner, a nifty little trick that he learned from a girl he dated in college. This time, his paws were tied tightly to his sides, and even as he tried to wiggle them free, it was no use. He was bound to the chair, and completely open to the whims of his brother. "Is big brother gonna throat fuck me?"

Glowsticks grinned with delight as his brother started to take to the undeniably taboo nature of their meeting. It was bad enough that he had his prospective mate tied down to a chair with no chance of saying "no" to whatever he could come up with, but worse still, that male was his brother. Years and years of what some would call brainwashing as a Team Rocket grunt, and then the mental struggle of climbing up the ladder to become an executive had all turned Glowsticks into quite the depraved individual, and one who wasn't at all afraid to fulfill his sexual urges, even if that meant literally using his own kin to reach a climax. "That's just gonna be the start, little brother. You're gonna have to offer up a lot more than your throat if you wanna be on Team Rocket," he affirmed, taking a step forward and letting his growing length gently slap his brother upon the muzzle. "Open wide and finish getting me hard, Tapio. This is where the real initiation begins."

Tapio finally had his brother in reach once again. He finally had a chance to rebuild his family, but if he opened his maw, there was a chance that he'd never see his parents again, a chance that he'd never be able to rebuild the family that he felt he lost...a chance that Team Rocket would become his new family. _Can I really put it all on the line to fulfill some weird, twisted fantasy?_he wondered, but his mind became clouded and his judgment skewed as the decidedly male scent of his brother's engorged member came across his muzzle and filled his nostrils. It was a scent that dominated in presence alone, and as Tapio looked up to Glowsticks with wide, innocent eyes that begged for one last chance, the gaze returned was cold, domineering and controlling. Keeping that eye contact, bright, lime green orbs stayed locked onto cool, steely ones as Tapio just barely opened his maw and offered the tip of his tongue to the tip of his brother's cock. He took a quick, experimental lick, but Glowsticks made it clear that a little taste wasn't nearly good enough. "Like this?" Tapio asked, curling his slick, smooth tongue around the head, but Glowsticks didn't answer with words.

He answered with force.

"You can go a whole lot deeper than that!" Glowsticks delcared. He reached down fast, his pawtips gripping Tapio by the scruff of his headfur and yanking his head forward hard. The head of his sizable cock slammed hard against the back of Tapio's throat, gagging the younger brother almost instantly and sending him into a coughing fit as he gasped for air. "Oh no you don't, Tapio. You wanna be a part of the team? You're gonna learn how to take all of that cock...no breaks, no coming up for air unless I say you can."

Tapio struggled mightily around his brothers absolutely impressive girth. Now that he was fully erect, Tapio couldn't imagine taking every inch of his length, even if the flavor of it was delicious on his tongue. He tried to focus on that instead of the fact that he couldn't breathe, and his paws clenched up tight as he winced his eyes shut and opened up his throat the best that he could, incestuous flesh filling up his entire maw and pouring down into his throat as Glowsticks bucked forward again. "Hlllk! Mnnng!" he tried protesting in vain, his voice entirely muffled by the manhood that was forced upon him, and knowing it was the only way to pass the test, Tapio tried to settle down, managing to get out just enough of a breath through his nose to keep the length firmly and snuggly fit in his throat.

Impressed with just how quickly his younger brother was adapting to the challenge, Glowsticks licked a fang in enjoyment and watched the display, resisting the urge to moan in delight, not wanting to give Tapio too much confidence in his abilities just yet. "I knew you could take it all, little brother, but can you slide that lengthy tongue out and tease my sack while you're at it, or am I gonna have to start in with the punishments right away?"

_Punishments? This wasn't a punishment already?!_Tapio mentally panicked, but he kept his cool physically. The bright green canine did have an awfully long tongue, and while it was mostly smashed under the plentiful shaft of his older brother, he managed to snake out the very tip of it, drawing the soft, ticklish little appendage between Glowsticks' lightly furred orbs, taking the time to appreciate each one. He split the gap between them with his tongue, slicking up his brothers sack, before curling the tip around the left for a moment, and then sampling the right. Glowsticks actually went weak in the knees as his brother displayed oral skills that could make a prostitute blush, and he took a sick sense of pride in thinking that maybe it was the taboo of the whole situation that pushed Tapio to be so skillful. Resting his free paw on Tapio's shoulder to keep his balance, Glowsticks leaned forward until the flat flesh of his pelvis was pressed right up to his younger brother's muzzle, his cock now buried in as deep as it could go. Whether it was out of desperation or out of unbridled enjoyment of something so forbidden, Tapio moaned around his mouthful, sending delightful vibrations up the length of Glowsticks' cock.

"Knew my little brother would enjoy a good throat fucking...nngh...and what a skillful_little tongue you have! I'll have to make sure to put that use in other places later on!" Glowsticks gasped, finally openly praising his captive sibling. Making sure he had a tight grip on his headfur, claws digging gently against Tapio's scalp, Glowsticks reared his hips back and pounded them forward, drawing another shocked gasp from his bound little brother, and another moan of delight from himself. "_Ahhhnn... Fuck yes! If your little tailhole is even half as tight as your throat, your initiation is gonna be the best one yet, Tapio!"

The younger canine nearly felt like he was drowning as he got even a momentary breath of air, but then, his throat was immediately filled up again, and this time, hard. The thrust pushed all the way down, so deep that he nearly felt like Glowsticks was poking his stomach with his length manhood. Just trying to contain it all was messy, and drool was spilling down both of Tapio's cheeks as the taboo length simply overfilled his capacity, glistening with excess spittle from the brutal treatment. I can't like this...I don't like this...

And Glowsticks certainly wasn't one to ignore the growing tent that bounced and throbbed at the peak of Tapio's jeans.

Damn it, why am I enjoying this so much?!

"It's a real shame that I can't let you cum until after your initiation is over, little brother, but what kind of an executive would I be if I let a grunt have his climax before his time was due?" he teased, finally pulling his length free from Tapio's throat. Strands of excess saliva dripped down over his chest and clung to the cock in front of him, representing his ethereal desire to stay in close contact with the impressive flesh, and making a mess out of his shirt as he leaned back against the chair, his chest heaving rapidly as he tried to get his breath back. After just that little warm up, Tapio already looked like he'd been well fucked, and not just by his brother, but by several hungry executives. "Of course, if you can prove your loyalty to me even further, perhaps I'll make sure you at least get to have an orgasm at some point today. Until that time, though...we're gonna have to do something about that."

That, of course, was Tapio's length, straining hard against the confines of his jeans and begging for freedom, but even as Glowsticks leaned over and tugged down at his pants, yanking them down to the floor, and sliding his boxers off in the same way thereafter, the blissful freedom Tapio felt as his cock stood free and erect wasn't going to last.

"It's not that I don't think you can be trusted, my dear brother, but that I don't think you have the self control to keep yourself from climaxing in the heat of the moment just yet. I could hear you moaning like a horny little slut while you were gagging on my cock...goodness only knows what you'll do after I stuff it in your precious little tailhole," Glowsticks teased, his voice laden with lust and his words as foul as he pleased as he admired his brother's tool. "Lucky for you, I came prepared with a few different little trinkets to keep you from cumming too early and bringing and even worse punishment upon yourself. Trust me, little brother, you'll thank me for this later, even if it doesn't feel so great right now..."

"W-what are you gonna do to me? Wasn't I a good little cocksleeve for my big bro?" Tapio asked, playing into the incest dynamic so heavily now that a chance observer might think that they'd walked onto the set of an adult film. "I took your thick, hard cock all the way to the base..."

"You certainly did, Tapio, but that doesn't mean you've earned an orgasm yet. We've got quite a bit more initiating to do before you get your turn."

Stepping aside from his restrained younger brother and back over to the desk he'd been standing by when Tapio walked in, Glowsticks grabbed a bag from the table and turned it loose upon the floor. Spilling out were the raunchy contents: extra ropes for more bondage, several different butt plugs, a rather small bottle of personal lubricant, and last but most prominent, a small metal cage that rattled with a metallic _ CLANG! _as it struck the ground. "Ah, there it is!" Glowsticks declared triumphantly, picking up the cage and looking down upon his brother's erection. "It'll be an awfully tight fit, since you went getting hard without my permission, but that's okay. My grunt of a little brother is still learning his place, after all."

Just being called a 'grunt' was a huge boost for Tapio, who was already under total mental control. The concerns he had about losing his family were far and away from his mind now, replaced with the exotic combination of fear and excitement that wanted to know just what he was in for, even if he was nervous about the potential punishment to come. There was excitement in becoming a Team Rocket grunt now, and fear only in failing an executive's orders. "Is that really necessary? I can handle anything, I promise!"

"I'm sure that you can, and I plan to put those words to the test, Tapio," Glowsticks warned him. He opened up the tiny steel cage, a toy that many people referred to as the "Gates of Hell," and stood menacingly over his brother once again. "But this little device should make sure that you don't pop off too early and bring even more punishment upon yourself."

Tapio could feel his whole body shivering as the cold steel hovered closer and closer to his liberated length. He gulped, swallowing a lump down his sore, abused throat, but it didn't seem anything was going to stop his brother now. Cold as ice and bringing with it the burden of lost freedom, Glowsticks pushed back against Tapio and his member, trying to force enough of his unique, spotted cock back into his sheath to fit the cage over it. "Brother...pleeeeeeeeease don't! Please! It hurts...nngh..." Tapio groaned in deep discomfort as he felt his manhood forced to retreat just enough, and with a defeating CLANK! the gates shut around his cock, keeping him from growing any larger and restraining any pleasure that he could experience.

"There there, little brother...that wasn't so bad, was it?" Glowsticks asked, but the painful grimmice on Tapio's face made it clear that he needed to be released...not that Glowsticks had any plan to release him anytime soon. "I sure hope you can handle more than that. I've got to put your loyalty to the ultimate test, and you might find that a little more unpleasant than having your poor little cock all caged up."

Oh man...what am I in for now? Tapio wondered fearfully, as Glowsticks hovered over him with sadistic intent in his steely eyes. There could have been more devious toys in the bag that he didn't see fall out. As Glowsticks reached for one of his arms, he feared for the worst, but much to his surprise, Glowsticks used a very gentle touch in undoing the belt around his right arm, and then, gave the same treatment to the left arm, even offering a soft rub to the tender flesh underneath, rubbed raw from straining to escape his bondage.

"Go on. If you don't think you can handle the next step, now's your chance. Run for it."

It was the very last thing that Tapio expected to hear. Whatever little bit of survival instinct was left in his mind made him jump right up out of the chair, but as he looked to the doors of the burned out warehouse, he suddenly felt as though his legs were tied to blocks of concrete. He looked down to see if perhaps Glowsticks had tied them to the chair when he wasn't paying attention, but there was nothing keeping him from running. He stood there, nude as the day he was born and free to leave his confinement, and yet...he stood completely still.

"Nothing stopping you, little brother. Don't you want to go see Mom and Dad, and tell them how happy you are that you found me? Don't you want to go beg them to take me back, and make us a family again?"

Tapio had completely forgotten about his parents. Perhaps, somewhere in the deepest recesses of his mind, he still wondered about what could be, or perhaps, what could have been, but his brother controlled his mind so much that his body couldn't answer the call, even if he wanted it to. There was no escaping the clutches of Team Rocket now.

"No, brother...I want to finish my initiation. I want to prove my loyalty to you, and the team...no matter what it takes."

Until that moment, Glowsticks wasn't sure if his brother was really broken, or just putting up a front to wait for his moment to escape. Having passed the final test, Glowsticks was sure now that Tapio was ready to take the final step. "I knew you'd make the right choice, little brother...it was just a matter of time," he replied confidently. "Get down on your knees, and put your ankles together. Time to see if you'll past my final test with flying colors, or find yourself in a world of hurt when you fail..."

Glowsticks didn't even have to raise a paw to his brother anymore. Tapio nodded silently, his ears flattened to his head in pure mental submission, and his body followed suit, as he went right down to his knees, eye level with the cock that had been stuffed down his throat only minutes before. He put his paws down onto the floor and leaned forward, brushing his cheek alongside of the member, still wet with his own saliva. His ankles pushed right up next to each other, and Glowsticks watched with glowing approval as his brother followed his every command without hesitation. "Like this, dear brother?"

"Just like that, Tapio. If you can take orders this well all the time, you're going to make a fine addition to the team," Glowsticks assured him, all while picking up one of the plugs from the floor, and a single bottle of lube. "You may find yourself in situations, however, where your loyalty to the team is truly tested, and your tolerance for pain is put to the test, as well. I need to be sure that you can be trusted in situations of extreme duress...and I think this is a pretty good test of that."

Tapio gasped as he felt Glowsticks yanking his tail up hard, but knowing his place, the younger brother kept his tail curled up and out of the way. He sucked in a deep breath as the cold, lubricant covered tip of the massive plug pressed up to his backside, sliding about against his tight little pucker and struggling to gain entrance. "_Nyah!_Big brother...I d-don't know if I can take all that!" Tapio protested, but Glowsticks could easily tell that his younger brother wasn't in any real trouble just yet.

Another solid push, and Tapio's tight little back door spread open just a little bit around the invading toy. "It's barely even in yet. We've got a ways to go, little brother...And if you can't handle that, how are you going to take me back here?"

He's gonna fuck me in the ass...I can't believe my own brother is gonna fuck me in the ass!_Tapio shouted in a mix of mental dismay and elation. It was sick, it was twisted, it was wrong...but as another inch of the plug filled him up, spreading his once tight tailhole out even further, it was all so very, very _right. "You wouldn't do that to your own younger brother, w-would you? That'd be so dirty..."

"And just what did you think your final test was?" Glowsticks asked with a cheeky grin. Another push, and Tapio cried out in a perfect blend of pain and pleasure as the plug stretched his poor little passage to the brim, finally sitting in deep enough that Tapio could clench down around it and keep it from falling out. "How about you just cling nice and tight to that plug for a little bit while I get you ready to take me properly..."

Tapio couldn't imagine just what more needed to be done. His tailhole would stay stretched well after the plug was removed now, and he could feel it. His inner muscles struggled, trying naturally to close, but they failed against the unyielding silicone. Though he didn't need to be bound anymore, Glowsticks wasn't going to deny himself any of his sadistic desires, and the extra rope that he brought along for the ride was quickly put to good use. A few quick loops and a nice little knot, and once again, Tapio couldn't escape even if he wanted to. Glowsticks even left himself just enough rope to have a neat little makeshift whip, and he immediately put it to good use, swinging it hard and lashing it across Tapio's bare, raised ass. "Don't let that plug fall out, little brother, no matter how much it hurts!"

WHAP! The crack of the rope on flesh rung out throughout the empty warehouse, and Tapio cried out in pain as his nerves went ablaze, a deep sting flying through his flesh. He didn't even have a chance to adjust to the pain from the first blow as Glowsticks flicked his wrist and whipped his brother once again, and as Tapio trembled with pain, he struggled to keep the plug nestled in his tailhole, but as painful as the whipping was, he could only imagine what awaited him if he let the plug touch the ground.

It was scary. It was downright terrifying.

And he loved it.

"I'll h-hold it...I'll keep it in if that's what it takes, Glowsticks! DAMN!" he cried out, wincing his eyes shut tight as the rope stung across his bare ass a third time, leaving a soft, dull glow of red underneath his fur. Tapio dug his claws through the solid concrete floor, trying to dull the pain just a little bit, and as soon as Glowsticks noticed, he shook his head and grabbed the second rope.

"Can't have you diluting the pain at all, Tapio. I need to know that you can take whatever they throw at you out there in the field," Glowsticks explained, but at this point, training was the last thing on his mind. He had his younger brother at his sexual disposal, and was doing whatever he wanted with his body, and that included when he reached up and yanked Tapio's arms back. "Hope you don't mind getting comfy with the concrete," his older brother chided, giving Tapio a gentle push on the back and forcing his cheek to the cool, hard floor as he pulled his arms back through his legs. Tapio, fully broken, didn't dare to resist, and with a couple more loops, Glowsticks tied his wrists together and lashed the rope to his ankles, keeping him hogtied, face down, and ass up for the taking. "Because that is a view I could find myself getting used to long after we're done with your initiation."

Tapio wouldn't argue with a booty call from his brother at a later date. Considering how dark of a decision he was making that day, the idea of bedding his brother again hardly seemed like a big deal at this point. His mind was far beyond worrying about the ethics of his actions; he was only worried about keeping that plug in his tight little pucker just a little bit longer. "To prove my loyalty to Team Rocket, and to my favorite executive, you can have this view anytime you want, Glowsticks...I'll do anything for the team, and I can handle whatever you throw at me!"

The brazen confidence Tapio exhibited was something of a turn on for Glowsticks, not because he was attracted to the confidence, but because it presented the challenge of breaking his younger brother down just a little bit further. Unable to wait for the main event any longer, the elder canine reached forth and gave the well buried plug a curious tug, seeing just how tight Tapio was holding onto it. The plug didn't budge, drawing a fang-filled grin from Glowsticks. He settled down behind his younger brother and took in the positively lewd sight of the plug pulling free as he gave a hard yank, drawing a sultry moan from Tapio. Inch by inch, the plug finally started to slip free, until the once tight and clenching pucker stayed open all by itself, stretched every bit as much as Glowsticks had hoped. "Then you'll take every inch of my cock until I'm satisfied, little brother, and you won't cum a drop until I tell you that you're allowed to. Think you can handle that?"

Glowsticks didn't wait for an answer. "Of cooooooooourse!" Tapio yelped in shock, his voice turning from a casually sexy reply to a shout of devious pleasure as Glowsticks easily slid the head of his member into Tapio's abused tailhole. The plug did the job it was meant to do, easing up their penetration, and the absolute coating of saliva Tapio gave his brother made for a slick, smooth fuck. Glowsticks had the wherewithal to test his brother's tolerance, making sure his body could handle being fully penetrated with a slow, teasing stroke to start, but as soon as he could hear desperate, panting pleasure from Tapio, the training wheels came off. "That's h-hardly a test, Glowsticks! Team Rocket will be a breeze if that's the best you can do..."

"Such a smart mouth...that'll teach me to show you any mercy, little brother!" Glowsticks growled, tugging back on the ropes and pulling Tapio fully onto his cock. His hips rammed forward hard in unison, his sack slapping against the thighs of the younger canine as he started into a hard, punishing pace. "Take every inch of my cock, you little bitch...learn your place, Tapio!"

Tapio howled out in pain against the floor, a tiny hint of drool pooling around his muzzle on the concrete as he tried in desperation to handle the full, hefty girth that his brother was slamming into his haunches. The pace was relentless, and with any sort of adjustment period gone, Tapio could only gasp and moan, tied down and completely submitted as each slap of his brother's orbs against his flesh, each time that wonderful flesh filled his poor, abused tailhole, he felt the pain subsiding, and a wonderful, undeniable pleasure welling up in his tummy. His tailhole clenched tightly onto his brother's cock, fluttering about randomly and telling Glowsticks without saying a word that his orgasm was building, and rapidly at that.

"You're so lucky I'm looking out for you, Tapio. Your body just gave you a warning that saved you from having your throat knotted instead!" Glowsticks said with a teasing grin, his body filled with a purely sadistic pleasure as he watched his brother drooling on the floor in his incestuous passion. Readying the rope once more, Glowsticks swatted hard at at Tapio's flesh, hoping to distract him from his orgasm and dissuade his body, but as he struck him a second time, he could feel that familiar, pleasurable fluttering on his cock once more, even as he pounded away mercilessly. "You little masochist! Don't tell me you're getting off on this?!"

Well past the point of being able to conceive a rational thought or speak, Tapio just winked back at his brother, tongue lolled out the side of his maw as he tried in vain to push back against his captor, wanting every inch of the cock of his kin to fill him over and over again, and knowing full well that it could bring a punishment far worse than anything he could imagine, he stopped trying to fight his impending orgasm.

The mental boost, proving that the brain really was the largest sexual organ, proved to be too much for Glowsticks, as well. Seeing his younger brother so eager to take his cock, and even further, his cum, was more than enough to push the warmth that spread from his tummy right into his crotch. "Big brother has to look out for you...mnnn...one more time, Tapio!" Glowsticks bragged, as if he was really doing his younger sibling a favor. Stretching Tapio wider than the plug had ever stretched him, the thick, powerful bulge of Glowsticks' knot pressed up to Tapio with eacn and every thrust, and already, spurts of cum were drizzling inside of him as the knot fought to complete a tie that Glowsticks dreamt of for far too long, and Tapio was a willing vector for it, relaxing his tailhole the best that he could, even as the knot pushed and nudged against him, straining for that elusive tie. "I'm cumming... Tapio! I'm filling that tight little tailhoooooole...fuck...fuck!"

Having a moment of untold mercy on his little brother, Glowsticks reached between his legs and unclasped the Gates of Hell, released his full length once again and just in time, as a stream of fresh, hot seed sprayed all over the steel cage, messing it as it dropped to the ground. The powerful orgasm had strands of sticky juices spraying all across Tapio and his white underbelly, soaking him all the way from his tummy to his neck and the underside of his chin. Stray, determined drops made it all the way to his eager tongue, licking up his own sticky cum as his brother kept rutting him all the way through the peak of his orgasm, enhancing it. He still found himself beyond words, but the high pitched, whimpering and submissive moans that escaped his lungs spurred Glowsticks on until his knot sunk into place with a slick, messy POP! Tapio could feel the excess semen still looking for a home and spilling out, pouring down his rump and over the back of his thighs, leaving a pool on the floor to signify the conclusion of their incestuous mating.

"T-Tapio...ah...ha...I've got some good news for you, little brother..."

Slumping over his happily bonded brother, Glowsticks bit down firmly at the base of his ear and gave it a none too gentle tug.

"You've definitely passed your initiation."

**

The tight, sleek white pants fit his body perfectly, and the freshly shined black boots around his footpaws were a perfect contract to them. The black undershirt, covered by a tight white uniform with a bold, dominant "R" in red across his chest and a white cap, sitting snug between his ears completed the look. It was initimidating, recongizable, and above all, it was perfect.

"Looking every bit as good as I'd imagined you would, Tapio. I spoke to the boss, and you're in luck: You'll be working directly underneath me from the start, just like you'd hoped."

Glowsticks had to go through a long, difficult appeal process to get his way, but after what had happened in the warehouse, he didn't want any other executives getting their hands on his brother. He was a sexual treasure, and one that he planned to mold to his own twisted desires, even more than he'd already done.

"I really appreciate it, Glowsticks. With your drive, you could end up being the Rocket Boss yourself, someday."

"I can only hope," Glowsticks replied, chuckling bashfully at the rather lofty thought. "But if I make it that far, I can promise you that you'll be working as an executive, right underneath me."

Tapio didn't miss the double entendre. A light blush filled his cheeks as he nodded his agreement, enjoying the thought of such an arrangement. "I look forward to that opportunity, sir. I'm ready for my first assignment."

Two pokeballs were clipped onto Tapio's belt, containing corrupted creatures that were ready to assist Tapio in whatever task he was assigned, but Glowsticks shook his head. "You're not quite ready, little brother. Not just yet."

"What?!" Tapio shot back indignantly, clenching his fists closed tight. "I passed initiation, passed all of my entry tests, fulfilled every task asked of me so far...what else do I have to do to be ready?!"

Glowsticks raised a paw, trying to calm his younger brother. "Easy now, little guy. It's nothing to do with you, specifically, but those two little starters just aren't going to cut it for a grunt on his way to the top, like you."

Making a 'come hither' motion, Glowsticks lead Tapio away from his office door, and down the hallway of his the Team Rocket branch that he was in charge of, towards a room with a solid steel door, locked with a keypad lock. Glowsticks knew the eight digit combination by heart, and despite the imposing appearance, the door swung open easily when the code was entered. Tapio took a step inside after his brother, and his maw hung agape as he looked across literal walls of pokeballs, each one marked and clearly labeled for the specific monster inside.

"It's time for you to pick the pokemon most suited to you, Tapio. You'll be becoming rather intimate with them, so make sure to choose your partner wisely..."

Of all the choices that Tapio had to make in the prior weeks as he underwent his initiation, none seemed quite as daunting as this one. He was completely overwhelmed as he looked over each and every ball, trying to deicde which one was most fitting for him.

"This one," he said suddenly, reaching out and taking a ball into his paw. "I think this one will be perfect for me."

"An interesting choice!" Glowsticks immediately replied. "Let's get the two of you to the training room right away..."

Tapio kept the mark on the ball covered, as if he wanted his choice to be a secret to all of the other grunts. His experience with his choice was one that he wanted to keep private, but knowing the kind of "training" that he was in for, he was sure that it would be one he'd never forget...