My Gay Brother-Chapter 1
This is a completly different series from the story i have posted up already, I will continue to work on the other one. This story is just a side project kinda, Just to keep the creative juices flowing i guess. XD Well anyways enjoy!
"Eww mom! Why do you have to kiss me every time you guys leave!" Andrew said trying to wipe the lipstick out of his ruffled up fur.
"Because I love you and this is the first time I'm leaving you and your brother home alone without a babysitter," Ms. Robinson said as her husband walked into the room. He was adjusting his tie firmly around his neck.
"Well they are almost thirteen honey, I think their responsible enough to stay home by themselves for a couple of hours," Mr. Robinson said, finally finishing tying his tie.
"Well if you're sure..." Ms. Robinson said; her voice trailing off.
"Jacob, get down here!" Mr. Robinson yelled up the stairs. The little fox came scampering down the stairs. He jumped over the last two steps and landed right next to his brother, who looked exactly like him. 'Typical show off,' Andrew thought to himself. They both had burning red fur. Andrew's head fur was cut short while Jacob's was long. That was literally the only way to tell the two apart.
They both were wearing their short, blue gym shorts that they brought home from P.E. every weekend. Andrew's soccer jersey had his lucky number seven on the back, but Jacob didn't have a shirt on at all. He'd walk around the house completely nude if he could, but his parents stopped him every time he tried. Andrew was the shy, quiet type and Jacob was, well, the loud one; completely opposite of Andrew. Jacob loved showing off his body to the world even though he had just barely started forming some muscles.
"Well we better get going honey or we'll miss our reservation." Mr. Robinson said. "Okay...You pups behave yourselves! I'm trusting you guys to watch the house and go to bed on time. You start the eighth grade tomorrow and the last thing you want to be is tired!"
"Yes mom," The pups said simultaneously as they rolled their eyes at their mom.
"Okay, good. We'll be back in a couple of hours. Be good!" Mr. Robinson said as he opened up the door for his wife. They slipped out into the cold, dark night; closing and locking the door behind them. They stepped into their Mercedes SL 550, turned up the radio, and backed out of the driveway.
"You think they're going to be okay?" Ms. Robinson asked her husband. A slight chuckle escaped Mr. Robinson's muzzle.
"Ha! I guess we'll find out when we get home won't we?" He said, as they sped down the street and into the night.
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"High five!" Jacob shouted. They slapped their paws together and enjoyed the moment. The sound of the car speeding off down the street brought devilish grins onto both pup's muzzles. They stood completely still, not knowing what to do with their new found freedom. "Pancakes?" Jacob asked.
"Hell yea!" Andrew shouted as he chased his brother into the kitchen. "Umm...do you know how to make pancakes bro?" There was a little sadness in his voice from the thought that he wouldn't get to eat his favorite food.
"Uh I think so... I've watched mom make them hundreds of times. It shouldn't be that hard..." Jacob said as he whipped out a packet of pancake mix and two eggs from the fridge. "Let's get a' cracking!"
"Oh haha, very funny bro. Very funny." Andrew said with a worried expression on his face.
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"Oh god what have we done?..." Andrew asked.
"We made pancakes! Duh!" Jacob said as he shoveled in another mouthful of the sticky, sweet food. "Good ones too!"
"Not what I meant bro. You meany!" He shot Jacob a glare and smiled. The two boys managed to destroy the entire kitchen in their campaign to make pancakes. The walls, the cupboards, and even the pups themselves were covered in flour. Even the sticky syrup was caught in their fur. Jacob somehow lost his pants in the madness, so now he was wearing only his black tight underwear.
"What the hell happened to your pants bro?" Andrew said. He was trying not to stare at his brother's ass. He shook his head, trying to block the image of Jacob bent over the table naked. Why the hell was he thinking like this? Jacob was his own brother!
"Umm... I'm not quite sure where they went." He said scratching his head. "Oh wait, here they are! They got under the table somehow!" He got on his knees, picked up the undergarments, and threw them at his brother.
"What the hell Jacob?" Andrew shouted at his brother.
"What? We're the only ones here! We don't have to wear pants if we don't want to. We don't even have to wear anything if we don't want to!" Jacob bent over and took off his underwear. He then cocked back his arm and fired them towards his brother. "Perfect!" Jacob shouted, grinning happily at the fact that his projectile hit the target perfectly in the face. The strong scent of fox penis filled Andrews's nose. He threw the underwear onto the floor after inhaling the fox's musk. Andrew tried hard to stop his pants from getting tighter than they already were. Thankfully his fur was red, or else you could see how bad he was blushing. "Umm...you okay bro?" Jacob asked.
"Wha-what? Oh yea, yea I'm fine." He spat out nervously." Sorry, I was just, um, thinking about how the hell we were going to clean the kitchen up!" He was trying his hardest not to stare at his naked brother.
"Ha! That's your problem bro! I'm heading up stairs to take a shower. Have fun cleaning up the kitchen!" Jacob raced out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
"What? Wait! Dammit...Ugh, he left me to clean up his mess like always." Andrew said. He turned the handle to the faucet and began to wipe away the sticky mess. If he was lucky, he'd end up wiping away these thoughts about Jacob as well.