Utawarezen
#2 of Commissioned Stuff
Damaged Alpha (Jasonn)
For Utawarezen
Sorry it took so long.
Uta's sister could be the most annoying girl on the planet sometimes, with her phone glued to her ear and her muzzle always yapping about whatever celebrity her and her gaggle of more annoying friends were paying attention to that week. Other times she was more of a normal person, as normal as a fourteen year old freshman at Wayview High could be that is. Uta was glad, at least, that she wasn't into drugs like other girls at their school. The German shepherd was more into the finer things in life, the ones that weren't sparkly vampires or giant werepuppies. She preferred to get lost in the world of a book then to toke herself into the clouds.
Today was one of those days, and the older of the two siblings woke without hearing a loud conversation or squealing laughter. That meant there were no friends in the house and that his sister was either behaving herself or that she was asleep. Uta stood in the bathroom not too much longer after his more or less peaceful awakening and combed his fur straight with his fingers. When all the places that had stuck out from his slumber were more or less laying in their correct places he walked into the kitchen and served himself a cup of coffee. His parents always made more than they could drink before they left to work in the mornings and it was a decent enough wake up even though the grinds were cheap.
When he heard bare paws shuffling behind him Uta turned to regard his younger sister. She was about as dressed as he was; a pink bra and panties covered her black and tan fur whereas Uta was covered with a baggy red pair of boxers. And whereas Uta's eyes locked momentarily at the outline of his sister's lips that were hugged by tight fabric, his sister's own eyes were tickling over the bulge in his boxers that waggled with every move he made. Their eyes locked together for a moment and Uta grunted, still tired and overwhelmed with the ghost of sleep, and sipped the cup in his paws. She shuffled in the cupboard and poured her own cup and for a few more minutes Uta enjoyed the silence. He wondered if she was enjoying it too on some level. If that, on a level she herself couldn't understand, she liked taking a break from being loud and obnoxious all the time.
He barely noticed when she stood beside him to pour herself a cup. He saw her movements but his eyes never left the dark and bitter coffee he was slurping down. He heard her pour her own cup, caught a little more of the scent, and flicked his ears when she set the pot down a little too hard and clicked the glass. He caught another scent too and lowered his cup to try to register it in his mind while he sniffed the air, careful not to flare his nostrils to make it apparent to her what he was doing. If she knew and he didn't the last thing he'd hear was how much of an idiot he was for not knowing. And a second later he realized he was an idiot for not immediately knowing. It took feeling his sheath get tight to know what it was that was crawling in his nose so warmly.
Heat. His sister was in heat. Something else, too. Uta didn't have to look down to confirm what his body was telling him. He believed it without having to look. The tip of his cock was poking out of his boxers. When he turned to his sister she was no longer concerned with her cup of coffee. Instead, her eyes were trained to her big brother's crotch, where the end of his lipstick was free and throbbing longer with every beat of his heart. When she realized he was staring her eyes flicked up to his own and they shared slack jaws. Uta couldn't find the words to say. He couldn't move at all. Not only had she seen his dick, she'd stared at it. Not only had she stared at it, she drooled too.
"I'm sorry bro, it's my cycle, I'm gonna hit the shower and that'll help it." She had turned and walked upstairs before she finished. Uta was left once more in his thoughts and he sipped the last of his coffee, put his cup in the sink, and followed his little sister upstairs. By now his knot was the only part of his cock still trapped between the fabric on his hips and his fuzzy sheath. It was a little uncomfortable when he started moving but he was able to ignore it until he reached the top of the stairs. He took that time to wiggle his nine inches free of his relief hole and let the fabric pool around his ankles. He stepped out of them when his fingers touched the bathroom door handle and he took a breath. The handle felt hotter than it was and he closed his eyes. The estrus was still burning in his nasal passage and his cock felt harder than he could remember ever getting it to be while he jerked off in front of his laptop, but it was his sister in there. And did he really want to do what every nerve in his body was screaming at him to?
The answer came in the form of more of that heat-smell that was carried to his nose in the steam from his sister's shower. She was standing there in all her young beauty with water matting down and defining her well-developed chest. The rivers hugged her ribs and ran down until they met her hip bones, where they converged in a V and dripped down her valley to stick to her legs. In a word, Uta was hypnotized. If it wasn't for the painfully hard erection spurting pre-cum onto the tile below he would have stood there a little longer to appreciate what he was seeing. He closed the door behind him with a click but she didn't react if she heard him.
No, she definitely heard him. Her green eyes were trained on his own and she was looking directly at him. Her legs weren't the only thing spread, but her legs weren't framed by her fingers. Uta wasn't the only one whose judgement was affected by his sister's cycle. The look in her eyes was piercing and it almost made his knees go weak. He didn't have enough blood that far south to tell if they did go weak or not. Instead he tromped forward and into the hot spray.
His sister turned to face away from him and she hiked her sopping wet tail aside for him. Her hand was spreading her rump and for the first time the older shepherd saw his sister's pussy bare. He saw her anus too, but he wasn't nearly as interested in her pucker as he was her peach. Without wasting any time at all he lined himself up and rocked his hips forward. He sank into her heat like a hot knife through butter and with a relaxed growl he wrapped his arms around her hips and bucked. His sister's moans lit up the bathroom walls like the purest symphony while he drove himself in again and again, his knot roughly bumping and he felt her heat spread along the surface of his bulb twice every second.
Once he found his rhythm Uta's hands moved from his little sister's hips to her big chest and he squeezed her ample mounds. Her nipples were hard against his palms and he moved his fingers down to squeeze them and roll his fingers over her nubs like he was tuning a dial on old radio. Her velvety hot passage was starting to squeeze him and it felt like she was pulling him deeper inside. He could feel his knot being splashed with more and more warmth as her passage was forced wider every time his knot was shoved against her entrance. With a gasp, Uta's knot popped in deep and he felt her muscles locking down behind his bulb, trapping him in place. He tried to hold himself back just a little longer, to feel her warmth for a few more seconds before he hit his climax, but it was pointless. Her tie pushed him over the edge.
Uta grunted as he spilled his seed deep in his little sister's pussy. He thrust his hips as far as he could and bit the nape of her neck like he was a wolf putting his bitch in her place while he shot fire from his buried bone. When his reserves were emptied he slowed the rocking of his hips to still so the oversensitivity of a fresh orgasm wouldn't make him yelp. When he let her neck go his little sister's breaths were coming in the form of shallow, quick pants. Her tongue was hanging from her muzzle and she looked back at him with a silly grin on her muzzle. "My heat doesn't end for another week." Was what she told him in a soft voice. Her knees were weakened from her own orgasm, lost from the spray of the shower but not from Uta's nose. The older shepherd rocked his hips and the younger giggled and her muscles clamped harder behind his knot. Uta's balls felt lighter. He knew they didn't really hold seed like water tanks but it was a fun though to bounce around.
"Oh shit..." he panicked and leaned back look at their connection, patting his younger sister's back. "Are you on-" She cut him off.
"No, but I'll get a morning after from the pharmacy as soon as you're soft enough to pull out." She was still smiling at him, dumbly.
"No you're not." Uta said with a grin of his own, and his cock jumped inside his little sister. "You're gonna lick my cock clean when it comes out and I'm gonna come in your mouth."
She giggled at the thought and he couldn't stop himself from laughing too. They were themselves again, brother and sister and not two dogs overcome by natural urges. As taboo as their situation was, neither of them minded it. At least, neither of them spoke up about it. Their faces didn't show a shred of regret or doubt at what they'd done. It was almost normal. As normal as Uta's sister holding her phone to her muzzle and yapping away to her friends well into the night when Uta was either trying to sleep or searching for the right video to jerk himself off to. He'd gotten bored of the vanilla stuff and he had to search harder for something to tickle his excitement.
Uta hadn't felt satisfied this way in a long time. His previous girlfriend hadn't put out for him even when she was in heat. Instead she'd made him eat her out while she jerked him off, and while he couldn't complain that he was being jerked off, it was nothing like what his body demanded. Now, with his cock knot-deep in his sister's tight little pussy, he had that feeling of satisfaction. He felt whole, and at peace. He found nirvana in his sister's cunt.
He shook away the thought and leaned down over her to kiss her cheek before turning them both around. She shrieked as the hot water splashed her belly and chest and Uta laughed as she wiggled on his cock, trying to push them back away from the spray. She reached back and slapped his ass hard enough to make him drive his hips forward and he leaned down to nibble on her ear. From her room, they both heard the sound of her phone ringing.
"Don't you dare." Uta said, bracing his hand against her belly. "Let her call you back. We've got business."
His cock slipped free once his knot was small enough and her tie let up. The sound of his seed splashing against the floor of the shower sent a chill up his little sister's spine.