Chapter 5: Beating the Heat

  (Avrew 26th-Meztag 12th, Year 665 of the 4th Age)

  Two days after passing the exam, I was met with a bombshell. My mom regnant for the first time since Lárus and I. It shouldn’t have impacted me as hard as it did due to how often she had sex with dad, and she appeared to gai since Jukush, but the news still stunned me as I sat on the couch with all of my siblings. We were eted by the information, ahered around her and dad, hugging them.

  In a few days that followed, dad repping for the celebration in honor of him and mom expeg pups. The party was divided into two ses. The first en to the residents of álfsandur and Kelna; the other was more private with retives on my dad’s side that would arrive ter.

  It was Avrew 30th of the current year, several hours before the ga enced. I was in my room, sprug myself up with mom’s assistance. Si was just us, I was fortable being in my underwear, although she was ok with being naked around me while we brushed each other’s fur; it felt so much better having someone else do the brushing, especially the hard-to-reach spots. As I loosehe knots on my mother’s fur, sensing her multiple sets of nipples buried beh it, I took the time tnize how geous she appeared and how strong she was. The near sixteen-year hardship only enhahose qualities. A promi bulge was already f on her belly from her pregnancy despite being early into the process, indig that she was gravid with multiple pups. It and her naturally enrged, primary breasts added to her beauty.

  Mom revealed the sele of dresses for me to wear to the party before leaving my room. They were beautiful and fancy though my regur clothes were miles beyond the ones I wore at the shack. The fabric felt divine in my hands as I held them while fag the mirror like I was iing my loot from a heist; I would look attractive in each dress, making it difficult to narrow it down to one. I heard the otion downstairs as the party began by the time I selected what to wear, a bck dress with a long skirt that sparkled; the sleeves covered a bit beyond my shoulders.

  My job at the celebration was simple, enjoy myself while having a versation with people that aren’t my siblings. Easier said than done. I was not much of a talker, and the people were more ied in chatting amongst themselves iving their gratutions to mom and dad, mostly the gossip, while music ying in the background. The ive stigma towards me, my mom, and Lárus must’ve existed in some capacity in spite of us officially being members of society -and family to a promi Alpha, no less- months ago.

  The only people I had a versation with were Tandri and the owner of ivorous Hangouts, who was also the purveyor of foods for the party at dad’s request. Tandri started off by asking how the potion was for my heat, and I simply answered that it erf as expected. We chatted some more, aold a story about dad saving him during the war against Krusia. During the Battle of ?l?wiec (he tried numerous times to make me pronou correctly) Forest, dad rescued him and eleven others when the Krusians surrounded a and ig with the group members rec from their injuries inside.

  The owner of ivorous Hangout, Vak?rr, was a delight to be with as he told jokes. His personal favorite was about two Elves and a Halfling dealing with a locked door. A drinking buddy of his entered him, so he went with him to chat, leaving me by myself.

  I found Lárus and Róstran sitting near where the food was. From the looks on their faces, they probably had a simir mio mine; we didn’t want to be here any lohough the party was nowhere close to finishing. Róstran appeared the most nervous out of us. I sat with them and began mung on the food; Lárus followed soon after. The music ged its rhythm, and I noticed people starting te into one mass of fur as they started dang. They moved slowly, just swinging side-to-side while spinning in small is, with the males pg one of their hands around the females’ hips.

  “You must be Kaera Brákfurdútir,” I heard a female voice speak. I beheld a female Fenri with white fur standing in front of me, smiling warmly at me. From her at and fur, I suspected she must be from the northernmost parts of ir, particurly the state of ?vulk?t. She looked at Lárus and Róstran. “And you must be Lárus Brákfurs?n, and hello, Róstran.” Lárus nodded his head, and she extended her hand. “I’m Manasína Vak?rrdútir, and I go to the same school as Róstran in álfsandur. I look forward to being one of your cssmates in year 10.” We shook her hand. “grats on the results on the pt exam.”

  “Thanks,” I responded.

  “Why are you three just sitting here looking gloomy? It’s a party, not a funeral.”

  “I get nervous when I i with the public,” Róstran answered.

  “I was hungry,” Lárus replied. “Besides, the crowd isn’t ied in talking to me.” I agreed with him on both reasons.

  The music transitioo a faster, eic pace. Manasína became happier, and she bounced multiple times while g her hands. “Eeee! I love this song!” She took off for the crowd, dragging my brothers and me along with her; I could detect Lárus being a bit aroused from her hand toug his. We stood awkwardly while she danced in front of us. “e on, dance.”

  “I’m not much of a dancer,” I responded. My twin brother had a simir reply; Róstran hardly moved like he made eye tact against a basilisk.

  “Oh, it’s easy to do, particurly for this song. You just move your body however you desire, and it’s better if you don’t move slowly. No routines, just wing it.” Manasína just danced without a single care in the world, enjoying herself as she moved her arms and legs in whatever struck her fancy. I observed that other people were free-f their moves with a simir attitude. Still, I felt like I was a stranger here despite being in my home, wanting to retreat to familiar ground, but she was the first native to make tact with me, so I decided to answer her call.

  Fog my attention on Lárus and Róstran, I started to wiggle my hands around while g my fingers into a fist like some people were doing. Once I felt fortable, I swung my hips slowly from side to side while moving my fists, pig up the pace as I became more rexed. My twin brother was the o perform dance moves with parallel awkwardness and routio mine; our adopted sibling tio stand i took us a while to coax him into dang, but we mao by taking one of his arms each, maniputing them while grinning at him.

  “Wooo! Now, yetting it!” Manasína shouted with enthusiasm. The four of us tio dahrough the song, and one more before the music became slower and more romantic. Thankfully, the party started to dwindle, so dad gave Lárus, Róstran, and I, permission to leave if we wished. We gave our farewells to her as she left with Vak?rr, and she expressed i in wanting to hang out with me at home. All in all, I sidered that night to be a success, and I wondered if that was the turning point towards society accepting me, my twin brother, and my mom.

  However, a couple of days shoved reality in its grotesque form in my face. There was another party, albeit more private, for dad’s side of the family and some of the Alpha Prime’s associates when they showed up. Their clothes -for those that decided to wear them- should’ve alerted me to what their personalities were, but I ignored my instincts for my father. I could also see that his Direfenri side came from his mother.

  Initially, dad’s retives were cordial as they sat around a rge dining table while drinking alcoholic beverages, discussing about Rynaki’s decision of which military academy to attend once he graduated his twelfth year of school in a few days. Their true feelings revealed themselves soon after, and they weren’t afraid to express their displeasure at mom, Lárus, and me. I could hahe insults thrown at me. Still, I couldn’t take it when they directed them at my twin sibling. I lost it wheargeted mom, snarling and baring my fangs at them; Lárus mimicked my respo of mother’s defehough his rea to them insulting me was also of aical magnitude. The people that worked for the Alpha Prime, like dad, maintained a ral expression and tried to defuse the situation, but dad’s retives were relentless. With the emotions overwhelming me, I snapped, uttered a tirade against them, and stormed off to my room, smming the door shut; the tears soaked my pillows as I buried my fa them.

  “e in,” I spoke in a mencholie when I heard knog on the door; they were specifiough to know who produced them.

  Sure enough, I observed Róstran peaking his head inside. “Are you ok, Kaera?”

  “Not really,” I responded.

  “You need someoo be with you, or do you want to be alone?”

  “You sit by me if you wish.” I could use some friendly pany.

  Róstran sat on my left on the bed. Somehow, his presence did its job of f me even though he reverted back to not allowio touch him. Damn, I thought I made progress on that.

  The door swung wider as my twin brother barged in. He was more visibly pissed off about the insults at mom than I was. “Fug pricks, all of them. How dare they speak that way to you and mom. You feeling ok, sis?”

  “Better, thanks to Róstran, but I still feel depressed.”

  Lárus id down on my right, and he pulled me into the spooning position. All of his features I sensed from when I had my first heat were present, making my heart beat faster; the way he approached at embrag me added to my arousal, but having both him and Róstran made me feel less depressed about the insults. “As far as I’m ed, those assholes won’t receive mercy from me if they dare e at you or mom with me around.”

  “Likewise,” I uttered. “Oh, Faer, it feels that we haven’t actually achieved the respectable status to society despite mom’s efforts.”

  “Fuck them. We kicked their asses before, and we could do it again. You, mom, and Róstrahe only people I would defend with my life.”

  “Really?” Róstran sounded joyful. Lárus nodded his head.

  “And what about dad?”

  Lárus sounded hesitant. “And him, too, but he could handle himself without issue.” As if on cue, we heard dad’s voi my room as he tore his family a new asshole with his words. “Case in point.” We stayed in my bed while listening to him rant about his family’s attitude towards mom, Lárus, a felt terrific having him express our thoughts without any fear of sequences.

  It became dark when the celebration ended. Mom and dad appeared in the doorway a few minutes after, and he was still puffed up from ereg his fur in anger. “You two feeling ok, Kaera and Lárus?” Mom asked.

  “You shouldn’t be treated like that,” Lárus responded bitterly.

  “Oh, your stepfather made that crystal clear to his parents aives. I’m positive you heard him going on a tirade from here.” Mom proceeded to rub her head against dad affeally.

  “Why are we still sidered trash?” I asked. “I thought we were respected members once you pleted the Mating Ceremony.”

  “By Faer’s and the Alpha Prime’s views, we are respected citizens. Legally, we ’t be denied services or receive a lesser version of them, but there are no ws against citizens expressing their displeasure at us in some capacity. I assure you that those with a ive attitude toward us are in the absolute minority.”

  “It didn’t seem that way during the first party. Barely ahere wao i with me.”

  “Or me,” Lárus added. Róstra his mouth shut.

  “All I say is that time will make them eventually lose their prejudice as long we don’t provide them with more reason to hate us.”

  I focused my attention on dad. “Sorry for adding more stress to your life.”

  Dad shrugged it off. “Pshh. o apologize. As far as I’m ed, I have zerrets about having you, your twin brother, and your mother as members of my family ever sihe Mating Ceremony. My parents, siblings, and so on had it ing when I unleashed a diatribe against them; you won’t have to i with them or see them frequently if at all, I assure you three. Now, e here so I hug you.” Everyohered around him, and his massive arms ed around us, giving each of us a rub with his head.

  “Is there anything you need?” Mom asked Lárus, Róstran, and I, after the embrace. We shook our heads. “Then your father and I will be in our room so we tend to our needs.” In addition to her seductive voice, she gave dad a pyful nibble on his neck while rubbing his chest underh his shirt. He uttered a primal growl of approval, and I could smell his arousal, notig his penis emerge partway from its sheath. Their iions as they left turned me on, and I suspected they had a simir effey siblings. As I slept, I had another dream about my twin brother and me, causing my groin to feel tingly when I woke up the day.

  During the days after iing with dad’s retives, an unpreted heatwave gripped the area where I lived, promptio shed down to my underwear to cool off. Thank Faer for the avaible swimming pool and other water bodies on the property. I may have swum naked a couple of times in the pool instead of taking a shower when no one was looking.

  Mom and dad sprung the idea of going on a vacation to a city in the southern part of ir called Akuv?llur to beat the heat and in celebration of Rynaki graduating his final year of primary education. Lárus and I were ecstatic to hear the proposal since we had raveled far from our old home; Kelna and álfsandur were the settlements we jouro the most. Breiedalsr?st was the furthest we went, and it was only a couple of hours away from álfsandur by foot or on slow horseback or carriage. Apparently, dad, his first wife, and his offspring, including Róstran, vacatio Akuv?llur multiple times because dad had a property with a great view of Lake ?kálí. With the information dad gave to mom, Lárus, and me about the area, I packed my necessary items into a couple of bags before entering a carriage with my twin brother.

  As my family and I traveled south, he kingdom’s border, I mainly stared i the window at the ndscape. Where we lived, it was an even mix of forest and mountains. The further south we went, the wintry peaks disappeared, and I savored the open pins, inhaling the grassy air through my nostrils. There was a st of ale emanating from a gigantic building on a brang path. Oh of Meztag, a few hours away from our destination, I detected my heat beginning its monthly cycle, drawing my attention during the st leg of the journey.

  The settlement was the rgest I’ve seen so far in my life as my family and I saw it from a distance. Out in Lake ?kálí, there was an isnd with a structure built into it that appeared to be a castle to me. Not only the city was vast, but it was also gested with people, uling to me initially as I rode past them ihe vessel. Most of the buildings I entered had three floors, and they were attached to each other within their group. Each cluster of structures caused the streets to branch out in bizarre patterns.

  Dad’s white beachfront house was smaller than the mansion near Kelna and álfsandur, but I assumed it was still huge, effitly handling a family more extehan mine. What it cked in its wideness, it made up in its verticality, having three floors instead of two back at home, and it was built out of wood.

  My room was less fancy than at home though it was siderably more luxurious than the shack. I opened one of my bags, s through its tents after closing the door. The ones I didn’t this time I threw aside while I searched until I located my target. I took out the potion for my heat, gulping it dowhe instrus, and I grimaced at the horrendous aftertaste, nearly gagging on it.

  I took upon dad’s offer to go to the beach, putting on my two-piece violet swimsuit after downing the potion, and I met with the rest of my family outside. The beach was crowded with people, undoubtedly having the same idea as us iing the heat, ranging from pups to the elderly. I suspect most came from outside the city, and I noticed some Elves and Káyüts amongst the sea of Fenri; to me, the Káyüts had a friendlier appearahan Fenri. The majority of beachgoers wore nothing while partaking in activities such as swimming, sunbathing, or sports alone or in a group of friends or family. Only Lárus, Róstran, and I wore fabri our fur in my party, and my eyes sed my twin brother. Mom and dad assured us that Fenri starting puberty were more relut to be naked with someone else, a group, or entirely in public for the first three to five years.

  I swam ier first, going into the deeper se with everyone in the family. paring skinny dipping to swimming with a two-piece swimsuit on, I would prefer the former every siime if it wasn’t for my self-fidence holding the urge to rip the fabric ht now. Wet stitd fur bined into one miserable Fenri, and that Fenri was me. Dry clothes were tolerable to wear the entire day until I reached my inner sanctum to sleep nude or just in my panties in rare instances. I could tell that Lárus and Róstran had simir opinions, judging by their facial expressions. Despite the irritation, the cool ke was refreshing against the sultry temperature, and I submerged myself to the murky bottom. I surfaced around a mier, and there was a force drawing my attention to the castle further away from the shore; it seemed new.

  “What’s that building on the isnd over there?” I directed dad’s attention by pointing my finger.

  “That’s a fortress with the test teology in repelling warships. Oher side of Lake ?kálí lies Krusia, one of ir’s adversarial nations, and the st time we were in a war, it invaded by using the ke. The fortress and others like it should deter the Krusians from invading by water.”

  Dad had a panicked look on his face when he lost bance, and mom emerged beh him, ughing as he went under; he gave her a taste of her own medie though he had her on his shoulders for a more extended period before submerging her. Even though they did the Mating Ceremony and she was carrying his pups inside her, it was still great to withem enjoying each other.

  “Hey, Kaera, heads up!” I looked at my twin brother as he spshed water at my face, causio sputter.

  “Oh, yoing to pay for that!” I responded by spshing him, but I missed.

  After the water-fight that included Dágfárik, Róstran, and Rynaki, mom and dad gave us an hour to ourselves. Lárus, Róstran, and I explored more of the beach while the other stepbrothers found a group to py volleyball. We found ahat had a sign warning us what was ahead, and it wasn’t hard why it was in pce; several couples were mating with each other in pin view without g who would see them, and our parents were among them.

  We explored away from that location until Róstraed us about needing to relieve himself, so we waited. The potion was doing its job, but my heat was still potent enough to make me aware of its existeil the days were up or I mated. Lárus did mention he wasn’t using his potion anymore, and he hadn’t stuck his di a female that I’m aware of, not ing up with any instances where he would have suffit privacy to pull that off. I stared at my twin sibling as he leaned his right shoulder on the wall, iing his fingers.

  “Lárus?”

  He raised his head up. “Yes, sis?”

  “ you show me that trick?”

  “What trick?” His eyes lit up a couple seds ter. “Oh, that one.” He sed the area before reverting his gaze to me. “Nht here, but I show it to you in your room tonight if you wish.”

  “That’ll be perfect.”

  “Promise me that you’ll keep what I’ll show ter a secret.”

  “I promise.”

  The day tinued with the family and I reuniting at the house and dad taking us to a tavern he enjoyed eating at. Our meals were primarily fish-based, with Rynaki and mom ing poultry. They tasted sweet, and I wished that the sauy salmon was thihen, we each split a couple of pies doused in caramel for dessert (mmm… caramel) before returning home.

  It was close to midnight when I was awoken by someone knog on the door. I got up from the bed, put on my underwear, opehe door, and realized that it was Lárus, scowling at him for making me believe he had fotten about the agreement after I waited for hours after ing back to the beach house. He was in his underwear like me, carrying a towel. “You have a poor sense of timing. You know that, right?” I kept my voice down to not disturb anyone else in the house though I didn't hide my displeasure.

  Lárus fttened his ears. “Sorry. I wao make sure that the parents were sound asleep or too occupied along with the stepbrothers to notice us. This is a sensitive secret I carry. Swear to Faer that you won’t divulge it to anyone.” His voice matched mine in volume.

  “I swear.” Must be really sensitive to warrao promise again, and to Faer in addition.

  “Ok.”

  He shut the door, log it, before plopping on the bed o me, pg his bag on it. It appeared that it had weight, and my ears twitched in fusion as he pulled thin books from it. Curious, I looked inside, finding nothing but skinny novels, and there were a lot of them. I opened one of them to a random page, beholding a female Elf bending over to show me her pussy while sug seductively on her fingers, and she spread her bia wide.

  “You read this stuff?” I asked.

  “Yes,” Lárus answered nontly, going through another book.

  “Why?”

  “It’s educational. I bet I would be top of the css if something like this exists at school.”

  Wow. The one subject that had his captivation was sex. How… typical. “Where and how did you get these?”

  “Hrafnir gave it to me when he visited during our first days at the new house sin’s Mating Ceremony; he was actually a cool person to be with, much better thaher stepbrothers, excluding Róstran. Anyway, he handed me these, saying I would eventually have more use for them.

  “I wonder why he skipped me?”

  My brother proceeded to flip through more pages at a rapid pace. “I don’t know. There are more naked females than males. Maybe he thought you weren’t ied in vaginas.”

  I scoured through the book I was on. “Bullshit, there’s plenty of penises in this one.” I showed Lárus a picture of a male Dragonkiing his dick sucked by a naked, male Human.

  He tilted his head. “Huh. I didn’t spend as much time with that as with these other books. Now that I take a closer look, I see why.”

  “You aren’t ied in penises?”

  “Only if they’re inside someone.”

  “Oh, so, like this?” I showed my brother a picture of a male Vassyran on his hands and kaking a cock up his ass from another Vassyran.

  He sched his nose up in disgust. “I meant when it’s inside a female. Actually, any image with a naked female turns me on. This one here is one of my favorites.” Lárus revealed a page with two female, Káyüts- to me, they’re possibly reted- rubbing their pussies together. They did stir something in my stomach.

  “They do appear geous, certainly more realistic than most of the other pictures I saw.”

  “So, you’re ied in your own gender?”

  “Enough to know when she's attractive.”

  “What about perf sexual activities with one or more of them?”

  “Just to experiment. I wonder how the hell could two or more females get off just like our parents without getting filled by cocks. In terms of a long-term retionship and marriage, most likely not. Would you have sex with a male?”

  “Maybe not as enthusiastic as you. I would really have to have a long, friendly retionship with some male before even sidering it. Now that we’re oopic about preferences, any race strikes your fancy?”

  I turo a page in a different book, beholding a female Fenri in auburn fur moving her bck panties aside to show her vagina while ying on her ba bed; I imagined she was staring at a male who aion out of view. Out of all the examples I saw, she had the calmest, weling appearance, as if she was invitio an unfettable journey. “This,” I said, pointing at her.

  Lárus tilted his head. “A Fenri? Kind of vanil, don’t you think?”

  “Ok, and icture has you panting like a bit heat?” I asked, challenging him. He acted defensively, keeping the book away from me as I attempted to obtain it. My body was all over Lárus-basically pinning him- while I reached for it from his outstretched haually emerging victorious; I raised it in triumph while sm him before I opeo the page he was on. There was another feminine Fenri pletely naked with white fur this time, spreading her wet pussy open to reveal her insides while her legs were behind her head, and I could tell from her features that she was a Direfenri like us. “A Direfenri? You’re more ordinary than I am.” I got off of him.

  “ you fault me for liking my own kind?” He had a grin on his face as he sat up. “However, your choice would teray point you would throw at me.” I proceeded to chuck the book at his face, and he ughed.

  I y on the pillows, staring at the ceiling. “In an alternate reality where we’re forced to select a different race to have sex with, what’s the first option in your head, and your reasoning? We’re also excluded from other races simir to us like Káyüts, Majakaals, and so on.” I ighe Ki’Tsuns due to the animosity between them and ir.

  “Elves. I imagihe females having the tightest pussies out of all the races ience, and they would feel divine gripping my cock. Yours?”

  “Humans. They’re, supposedly, the inators of the sexual teiques, creating aire tome dedicated to sex, whie are depicted in these books.” We stared at each other for several seds as we processed what we had just uttered. “e’re basic bitches, aren’t we?”

  “Ok, we do this. Fortunately, Hrafnir had this.” Lárus showed me another book with the words “Exotic Races” on the front cover, handing it to me. “You search first.”

  I scoured the pages briskly, hoping that my tastes in partners weren’t generiy dismay, none of them tained pictures that had an impae. There were Vassyrans asars that appeared attractive, but the tter resembled Elves too much, and the former didn’t appear genuine. I settled with a Kivalian with four hands taining a penis each: a Dragonkin, a Nakjit, and two Half-Orcs. “This.” I specifically poio the Kivalian.

  “All right. My turn.” It took approximately the same time as me until he decided, which probably meant none of the pictures spoke to him. “Right here.” Lárus showed me a picture of a Shaidun shoving two of her fingers into a Lvine’s vagina.

  “It’s pointless. We both know that we’re vanil in our preferences for mates.”

  “And is that a bad thing?”

  I pted on the question while staring at the ceiling with my hands behind my head, remembering how enamored mom and dad were with each other when they demonstrated sex to Róstran and us. “I guess not. If the attra isn’t there in the first pce, then I assume that sex would just crumble.”

  “That’s one way to reason our preferences.”

  I sat up, believing that it was time to know Lárus’s trick. “So, what do these books have to do with the trick that allows you to skip your potion?”

  “I masturbate with them,” Lárus answered pinly.

  My ears perked up. “Masturbate?”

  “It’s when you force yourself, aloo have an asm, paraphrasing what one of the books said. Whenever my dies out of hiding, and I’m horny, I grab it with my hand and rub it at various speeds and pressures. Eventually, my dick throbs while discharging cum, and my urge fades for a while. Theoretically, it should work for you.”

  “How often do you do it?”

  “Daily; usually on the m to cure my m wood. Sometimes, there would be some semen when I wake up initially.”

  “I believe girls also experie dreams.”

  He tilted his head to the side. “Really? They do? Since when did yours show up?”

  “Since I entered puberty.”

  “Do you remember any of them?”

  I expio Lárus about the various dreams I had that made me tingle when I woke up, keeping the male’s features vague to make sure he didn’t think it was him. Most of them were eople would sider romantic aside from me and him being hen, there were others where he would act like a predator, and I was his prey that, for some reason, turned me on a lot; I didn’t tell my brother about the tter. “The first time I actually ejacuted -would that term work for females?- I thought I pissed myself like a young pup.”

  “Damn, that’s hot.” I wondered if he included the part of me believing I wetted myself and the bed or not.

  “What about yours?”

  “Mine are fairly simple and standard for a horny male like me, I believe. They’re just me fug some bitch. Sometimes, there would be multiple of them, and those dreams are my favorite.” Lárus took a long pause. “Since we’re discussing about this topic, I sort of have to… you know.” I knew what he implied; his st spiking made it more crystal clear of his iions.

  “Really? Here? Now?!” I hissed, trying to keep my voice down. There were thousands of variations of ‘this is fucked up’ running through my head.

  “You don’t uand hoed my underwear bees once I pop a boner. One disadvantage of being a dude. You try it with me if you wish; see if it will treat your heat.”

  “Gross.”

  Lárus looked hurt like he thought I didn’t trust him anymore. I hought of him as someohat would harm me, but this situation was moving fast. The ay rushed over me. “Sorry. Hrafnir sort of taught me masturbation when he gave me those books, and he was cool with me watg him touch himself; I even participated in one of them.”

  “You knew about pleasuring yourself before our parents had the talk with us!”

  “More or less. I figured that I would act like Hrafnir for your situation.”

  I observed my brin to gather the books. He probably regretted the idea of mentioning masturbation and proposing to teach it to me from notig my apprehension, although it was me who wao know his trick that got us to where we were. Most of the publid stepbrothers excluded Lárus and me; I don’t want my blood-reted sibling on that list. If I had to hazard a guess, he would do it in his room or somewhere else, and the thought of him masturbating to the pictures poisoned my mind. Plus, if the trick worked, it would save dad some money and me from my potion's awful taste and side effects.

  “Teach me,” I spoke.

  “Excuse me?” Lárus inquired like I eaking in a fn nguage. He was halfway between my bed and the door wheopped.

  “It was my decision to take up on your offer to help me with my heat, and I’m sorry if I treated you poorly.”

  “You sure? I don’t want to make my sister feel unfortable. I’m more than willing to jack-it out of your presence.”

  “It doesn’t matter if you jerk it here or somewhere else; now I know what you do every time you get aion. Besides, I don’t want you excluding me like mostly everybody else.”

  My twin sibliuro my bed, sat on it, and gave me a kiss on the forehead. “It’s going to take way more than this to make me even sider cutting you out from my life, sis. You ready?”

  “As long as your hands don’t wander near my slit.”

  Lárus proceeded to hold one hand up. “I swear to Faer I won’t without your permission. Good thing that masturbation is solo.”

  “Let’s do it.” Instead of ag on it, we just sat on my bed in awkward silence for close to a minute. “Umm, what do we do, more specifically me?”

  “Uhh, I actually don’t know what to do.”

  “What do you mean you don’t know what to do?!” I nearly exploded.

  “I wasn’t born with a vagina,” Lárus replied as if shifting the bme on me. “I don’t know what feels great in there unless you’re suddenly fortable with the idea of me shoving my fingers in yours to learn.” I shook my head to tell him I wasn’t. “Precisely, and it’s not just that that’s stunting our progress.” He blushed as he looked down with an embarrassed expression. “I kind of don’t want you to stare at me as I jack-off.”

  I blew a burst of air upward, almost sounding like a snort. “Oh, e on; you did it with Hrafnir?”

  “Except he was courteous enough to not stare at me even though he showed his genitals, plete with his penis and kirely exposed, to me. He, mom, dad, and the rest may be fortable being naked around other people in various locations for aended period, but I’m still nervous. Somehow, the carefree part of being a pup left as I grew older.”

  “You were naked around the house around the time our parents performed sex in front of Róstran and us.”

  “That’s because I knew no one was around to see me going to and from the undry room. Róstras so engrossed in Champions of No? that he wouldn’t notice if I teleported him to a different pne of existenot that I would do such a thing to him.” Well, I felt guilty spying on him on that day. “Entering you ing out of the cold”-he still remembered what I did to him-“shower nearly gave me a panid that was when I decided that I would wait for a while before try being naked iure.”

  “Umm, about the undry room, I sort of spied on you leaving it as I tried sneaking to it.”

  “Seriously?! Why?!”

  “It was an act, I swear. I also assure you that I only saw your backside and nothing else.” The only images of my brother’s sheath aicles were when he ; I had no idea what the maturer forms were. “Your private area is still private.”

  “I hope so.” Now, Lárus had a look of hesitation on his visage.

  I started to rub his right cheek to calm him down, reciprog the kiss to his forehead. “You ok?”

  “Yeah. This is weirder than jag off in another male’s presence.”

  “If you’re ready to proceed, how about we have our backs against each other? That way, it’ll be obvious when one of us tries to sneak a peak.”

  “I like that idea, and I’ll even give you some of the books to look through while you stick your fingers in yourself. Maybe they’ll show you better than I on how to do it.”

  “ I keep them since I feel Hrafnir skipped me on purpose?”

  “Ght ahead; I have too many to keep track of, and I don’t want to expin to our parents if they discover one of them.” With that, we enced our first tiny step into experimenting with each other.

  I gathered approximately five books, spreading them in front of me with each turn to a page that first grabbed my attention while Lárus did the same directly behihe pages had nothing but Fenri on them, and I mao find the exact female with the auburn fur in three of them; one had a male Fenri peing her vagina with his knot exposed for me to observe. I stared at that ohe most to excite myself, imagining being in her situation, having the male shove his knot in me while using one hand to touch my sex behind the panties.

  Surprisingly, I heard my brrowl while pawing off behind me. His member must’ve revealed itself, although it took more time than I thought it o; he had a bulge before, I swear. I guess both of us hesitating sort of dampened his mood though he mao reki. There attern of when he would groant and when he was silent. Whenever I felt him accelerate his rubs, my brother would start to act like a feral. Then, he would slow down, and I would hear him flip a page a minute or two after, repeating the cycle.

  I would gweeher pages, sometimes ging them, and the auburn Fenri getting plowed while two of my fingers were inside my pussy. It was stricted ihough I could freely move them in, out, and all around. I could deteethi on them, unsure if it was actually urine; I relieved myself not too long ago, so I had ne to use the bathroom. I lifted them to my nose, sniffing them. The odor was the identical musky smell when I was i, which was what I was currently starting during this session.

  My fingers went bato my vagina, and I started to experiment with random spots within there, looking at the pictures fuidance. Most sent an impulse to my brain, some more than others, causio squirm and little. Oouch made me win pain as it was from my hymen, so I left that alone. But none of them made me feel I was building up to my asm like my parents taught me, w if people like Lárus were capable of masturbating.

  Lárus was really getting into the zone, being mgressive in his as; he must be reag the point where the groundwork was plete, and he began to quickly build to his climax. Apart of me wao know what he possessed between his legs, pare it to dad’s, but the signifit portion swiftly bashed it over the head, saying I made a promise to my brother to not stare at his package.

  Then, I felt my body shiver more violently than before, my slit beier though without the urgeo use the bathroom. A tingly sensation formed where it typically did, growing in iy. I was eted; I was building to my climax, but I realized it was from a different source. Was it me doing something sexual to myself with my brother so close to me? Was it him pleasuring himself in my presence? Or was it both? Either way, it wasn’t the books doing their job at provoking me while I fingered myself, and I didn’t want to turn baow.

  My brother was in the final stretch, using both hands to vigorously rub his penis. His movements ground to a sudden halt as he unleashed his most primal growl I heard so far, bug a few times while growling in eastance. Soon, my room began to take on an odor that I associated with finding his underwear in the undry and every part of the house I knew males often resided, presuming they skipped their medication just like him. If Hrafnir was any evidence, I say they ditched them too. The aroma was a motivator to the side that taihe primal urges I was in the middle of satisfying, causing it to almost possess my entire body ahe ultimate source of its delectation.

  Instead, I fingered myself harder and faster in pces where I sehe most pleasure. I was wetter than before; the part of the panties around my slit felt like I swam in Lake ?kálí minutes ago. My own asm was within reach, just a little more to get me over the top. I perceived my body stiffen and twitch as it was racked by a surge of a tingliion though I expected it to be more. My mom had a more visceral, positive rea when she demonstrated sex to me, my brother, and Róstran, and Lárus too, just now, plete with an audible growl. I thought my climax would snowball from there, being disappoihat it didn’t, a shortly after that, uo return; my potion did all the work at redug my heat. I y on my bed, defeated and tired mainly from exerting myself than my ‘asm.’

  Lárus got up from my bed, and I observed him struggling to stuff his cock behind his underwear. “Another dowo being a male, my cock will stick out like this for half an hour for the knot to shrink, meaning that I ’t hide it very well o forms.” He turned around, revealing the bulge in his only article of clothing on him along with patches of gealed fur over his torso, where he smeared the semen with his towel.

  “Disgusting,” I mumbled.

  “What was that you just said?”

  “Nothing,” I answered.

  My brother looked around the chamber where he stood, sniffing the air. “We o freshen your room. It reeks of two horny, young Fenri going at it.”

  “Well, we were not that far from doing it,” I said about the borderline iuous bonding we did. We utilized some perfume to cover the st of sexual activity in the room. Thankfully, Lárus mao keep all the cum on himself, so there was no risk of mom or dad deteg his st on the bs and bedsheet heading to the undry room tomorrow, and he silently left the room after saying good night.

  I y in my bed, staring at the mess around my crotch. I pted about the sensation I felt as I peaked. Did I do something wrong during my buildup? Could I have done a pletely different approach for a better result? Was I doomed to not have any meaningful climax by myself? They were just a few of the numerous questions cirg around my head about what my brother and I did. A kno the door was followed by my sibling poking his head through.

  “I just remembered something.”

  “What is it?” I asked.

  “I call dibs on the shower tomorrow m.”

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