This is a work of fiction. This work contains depictions of consensual sexual activities between two male, related and underage characters. The author does not condone or encourage any of the activities depicted in this story. 

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The text in Italic is meant to be in Spanish.  

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Red Summer - Musk by Freedom Bill

The room was silent, aside from the hum of a ceiling fan and a computer left in sleep mode, the lights were off but the room was still dimly lit as the curtains weren’t fully closed. This didn’t matter to the fourteen year old fox that was asleep on the bed, naked save for a pair of loose fitting boxers that were a size too big for him, a hand me down from his brother. It was 1 P.M. and the fox was still in deep slumber, as he stayed up way longer than he should have due to the heat and the thrill of gaming at night. 
The door slammed open, making Isidro stir and groan at the unwanted noise. Trinidad, Isidro’s elder sister by 2 years, stood at the door and shouted.
-”Get up. Lunch is ready and we have a reservation at the stylist in 2 hours.”
-”I’m coming.” He groaned
-”NOW, Isidro, and get dressed” Her tone was  was insistent
-”OK, I’m getting there, God.”
Trinidad didn’t want to yell at her little brother, but the only thing that would get him out of bed at that time was the tone of their mother mixed with the lack of restraint she would have, given the chance Isidro didn’t get out of bed. 
The teen got up, closed his door and put on a pair of grey shorts and a soccer shirt of his favorite team, San Martín de San Juan. He took a deep breath and grimaced, he forgot to open a window at night so the room smelled strongly of fox musk. After fully opening the curtains and the window, Isidro made his way to the kitchen to have lunch. 
The kitchen was big, at least compared to the family’s previous home, an apartment in Buenos Aires that wasn’t small but over the years had become increasingly claustrophobic, considering the children’s need for privacy and a space for their instruments. The family moved to the US after Daminán Rojas, the father, got an opportunity to get transferred to the company’s HQ, serving a key role in operations. This meant moving with his family to the State of Colorado and leaving behind their life in Argentina. 
In the kitchen there was a big wooden table at the center of the room with five stools, Isidro got there last with a groggy face and a messy bed hair, not helped by the fact that his winter coat was still on, thing that was going to be taken care of at the stylist later that afternoon. 
-”Look who decided to show up," Damián mocked.
-”Next time, remember to open a window, I couldn’t stand being in your room” Trinidad followed with the same tone
The boy rolled his eyes and sat next to his older brother Fernando, twin to his sister, who also stayed up a little too late and who also smelled strongly of sweat. The brothers hated mornings (for them, it felt like morning) and had a tacit agreement not to get on each other’s nerves at this critical time. 
-”Trinidad, leave your brother alone, you always complain when he talks back. Let’s eat” Alejandra, mother of the family, scolded her daughter while she set a tray with grilled chicken on the table.
Lunch went normally, the parents doing most of the talking, and when everyone was finished, the boys were made to clean the table as the other family members had set it and cooked the food. Begrudgingly, Isidro and Fernando got up and started picking things up and storing them where they belonged, trying to be as efficient as possible. They were in a hurry to get everything sorted so they could take a shower.
The Rojas family had moved from Argentina a week ago and their winter coats had stayed on for some reason. The foxes were used to the heat and usually preferred it, but with so much fur it was oppressive and it was getting on everyone’s nerves. 
When the boys got everything done, they bolted out of the kitchen and raced to the bathroom, this would define who would be the first to shower (and who out of the 2 had the bigger dick, obviously). They raced like they were little kits, playing dirty, throwing hands and insults to the other. In the end, Fernando got the upper hand when he took off his t-shirt and tossed it to his brother’s face, making him freeze in place, blinded and invading his nostrils with the strongest musk he had ever smelled. 
-”You cheated , you little shit!” Isidro yelled.
-”You can’t cheat if there are no rules!” The older fox retorted.
Isidro was frustrated, but didn’t complain, after all, his brother had a point. Defeated, he went to his room to pick fresh clothes. While he was walking there, he felt compelled to smell his brother’s shirt again, something about the musk of another male made a shiver run down his spine. He got to his room and closed the door behind him, and with trembling hands brought the shirt to his nose and took a whiff. He felt that overwhelming musk again, an acid smell that made him feel numb and light headed. The young teen stopped sniffing the garment when he realized something, his shorts felt extremely tight.
He was no stranger to arousal, boners and jerking off, he was 14 and had unrestricted internet access, but this time it felt different. Isidro had felt attraction to girls, more recently boys had been a lot in his fantasies too and he fully embraced it, yet this time it felt almost wrong, it was his brother what was making him horny. Sure, he was stinky and mean but he was also one of his best friends, the one person that he could always count on.
Images of the older fox started to flood Isido’s mind as he held the dirty fabric to his nose. His brother wasn’t exactly an athlete yet his body was slim and limber. The teen fox started kneading his growing erection through his shorts as he thought about his brother, how his tan fur sometimes glowed red when the sun hit it just right, his chalk white chest and belly, how sweat dripped from his fur while they ran to the shower, how his shorts were a little too low and he could get a glimpse of his pubic fur. Isidro sat on his bed and freed his raging penis from its cloth prison.
-”What’s wrong with you?” the fox asked, his penis twitched in response.
Isidro grabbed a bottle of lotion from his bedside table, something his brother gave him when he caught him masturbating dry (“You’re doing it dry, you fucking madman?” Fernando said). He put a glob of the slippery fluid on his boyhood and started stroking, thinking that his brother might be doing the same thing in the shower. He stroked slowly, trying to savor the feeling, going over his tip, then all the way down to his growing knot and squeezing a little, that always made him moan with pleasure, repeating a few times while he sniffed the sweaty shirt in his other paw. His climax was slowly creeping up,  his boner producing some generous globs of precum, until he heard his door open.
It was Fernando. Isidro’s heart skipped a beat and he tried to cover himself with whatever he had at hand, only having his brother’s tee. The sudden dry friction coaxing one more glob of pre to come out of him. Fernando was silent, normally he would have chuckled and let his brother continue masturbating, it wasn’t rare for them to find each other in that state, but he saw how thoroughly his little brother was sniffing his sweaty clothes. It was shocking… and arousing.
Fernando entered the room and closed the door behind him, making sure to lock it, and approached the embarrassed kit in front of him. He sat down beside him on the bed and looked at the door, not wanting to directly look at Isidro. 
-”Isi” He said after 30 seconds of silence.
Isidro remained silent.
-”I’m not mad.” He looked at Isidro, who suddenly found the ceiling fan to be the most interesting feature of the room. 
Fernando didn’t know what to feel, say or do. He was baffled that his “baby” brother would do something like that thinking  about him of all people. 
-”Isi, I’m not mad, but it’s not right that you do this with my t.-shirt and much less thinking about me. Were you thinking about me?”
Isidro nodded, still unable to utter a word.
-”Look, this is going to be our secret, yes? I’ll take this as a compliment and we’ll forget about this. OK?” Fernando tried to calm down his brother with the offer
-”OK, sorry.”
-”Good, don’t be sorry, you did nothing wrong, ok? It happens sometimes, hehe. Oh, and give me my shirt, this is what I came for haha.” 
-”Oh, yes, here.” Isidro handed the tee, exposing himself, his penis already back in his sheath.
-”OK, good, now go take a shower, you smell like swamp ass and we need to get our hair cut.” Fer joked, trying to lighten the atmosphere a bit again.
-”Zip it, you wanker!” Isidro retorted, feeling a lot less scared.
-”You didn’t call me a liar!” Fernando said as he was leaving.
Isidro got up, put his dick back in his pants and grabbed clean clothes and went to take a shower. Even if he didn’t want to admit it, his brother was right, he smelled like ass and he needed to at least look presentable to get groomed out of his winter coat. He decided to wait until that night to relieve his hormones and think about what happened that afternoon.
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When the Rojas family returned home, they all felt more at ease. The heat wasn’t driving them crazy anymore and their fur felt better than ever. The women took a spa treatment while the men went for a more simple haircut and out approach. The men bonded while playing pool in a bar nearby the hair salon while they waited, the father getting a beer and the boys some sodas. By the time the girls were done, it was dark out and everyone was hungry and opted to eat out. It was a nice afternoon for everyone, save for Isidro who was still horny and needing release but that had to wait a little more.
When the Rojas got home, Isidro bolted to his bedroom, muttering a goodbye to his siblings and parents and trying to look like he was completely spent (and failing). Fernando was way too familiar at this point with how his brother looked when horny, he usually played pranks on him like walking in on him when he knew his brother was masturbating to ask him dumb questions, Isidro did the same to him too. They had this kind of rivalry to who could turn off the other the fastest with a single question. Today, though, Fernando decided he didn’t want to push him any further, he felt he had something to do with his brother’s “deviation” and it was slowly driving him mad. He knew it was wrong for his brother to masturbate to his sweaty t-shirt and yet, he was hard as a rock walking back to his room, the image of the kit etched into his mind, making him drip and twitch in his pants. 
Trinidad noticed something was up with her brothers, especially since she could read Fer like a book, and decided to pry a little. She and Fer also had walked into each other masturbating but it didn’t turn into a competition, in fact, they tried to give the other as much space as they could. They could tell when the other was horny and tried to act accordingly, but this time Trini sensed something was up and confronted her brother at his door.
-”We both know what will happen when you close that door. And we both know we can’t lie to each other, so tell me, what has got you so worried?” Trinidad asked with concern in her voice.
-”I knew you’d notice, come in, I don’t want the State to listen.” Fer admitted, defeated. 
The State was the code the siblings used to refer to their parents.
Trinidad entered her twin’s room and he locked the door behind them for maximum privacy. Fernando sat on his bed and sighed, unsure whether he should tell this, but at this point it was already too late and he knew Trinidad wasn’t going to get out of there with a half assed lie.
-”Trini, please promise me this stays between us” Fernando pleaded to his sister.
-”Fer, have I ever leaked a secret?” 
-”Please, this is serious.” Fernando looked stern, like a doctor about to communicate a grim diagnosis.
-”Yes, Fernando, I promise this stays between us.” Trinidad reassured him, trying to match his brother’s seriousness.
-”OK, so after lunch I raced Isi to the shower to see who got it first, right? I won, by the way. And I tossed my tee at him, it was all sweaty and gross. And when I finished I went to tell Isi he could use the shower and I caught him jacking off sniffing my shirt. Now, I told him it is kinda wrong for him to do that and I took that shirt from him. But now I feel… horny? Excited? Flattered for sure, but I don’t know what to do with that information. I won’t tell our parents, that seems a bit too much but I don’t know what to do with this turbo boner I have just thinking about him jacking off to my musk. Am I weird? Did it make sense?  Of course it’s weird but AGGGHH.”
Fernando didn’t really know what he was saying after a certain point, letting his brain go on and on about his feelings on what he saw that afternoon. Until Trinidad simply stated:
-”Just masturbate.”
-”eh?”
-”Masturbate and see how you feel after that, it helps me when I don’t know how to feel about something. Usually after cumming once I can make up my mind” Trinidad stated, matter of factly.
-”What if I like it?” Fernando inquired, worried.
-”We’ll see how that turns out later, it’s not that uncommon for brothers or cousins to jack off together. They usually outgrow it. If you like it, just talk to Isi and work it out with him, I’m sure he’ll listen to you.” Trinidad spoke nonchalantly, but reassuringly for her brother.
Fernando was still unsure, but decided to trust his sister’s judgement, her assessments were usually right and he was not about to challenge the only option he had at the moment.
-”O-ok, I’ll jack off and see how I feel. Thanks Trini, I don’t know where I’d be without you.” Fernando thanked his sister, sounding like he had been saved from execution by direct intervention from God Himself.
-”I’m always here for you, bro.”
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-”Not to sound like a jerk, but I need some space to, you know…”
-”OHHH, you’re right, sorry, good luck bro! Make a mess!” Trinidad mocked as she left the room, followed closely by her twin.
Fernando closed the door and looked down, a tent with a dark wet spot at the top looking back at him, begging for release. The teen knew he was gonna need another shower after this. He got undressed, discarding his clothing on the ground and laid on his bed, his cock pointing straight up, fully out of its sheath, his knot starting to swell, his tip coated in a thick layer of pre. All he wanted to do was masturbate, furiously, get that release he so desperately needed, but there was something amiss that he couldn’t ignore. He was out of lotion. 
-”Noo, not now of all times.” Fernando groaned, reaching for his bedside feeling the empty bottle in his hand.
He could just jack off using his pre as lube, as he did many times in the past, but this was different. He needed the mind-clearing orgasm only a wank with proper lubrication could give him. And the only other fox dick appropriate lotion in the house he knew of was in paws of Isidro.
-”Fuck.” 
Reluctantly, he put on a pair of shorts and slowly walked to his brother’s room, hopefully he was presentable and lucid enough to lend him some lotion. He knocked on the door and waited for a response, finding instead Isidro opening it for him in an oversized shirt (previously owned by their father) which covered him just below his balls. 
Fernando couldn’t utter a single word before being grabbed by the wrist and shoved into the room. Isidro locked the door behind them and looked at his elder brother with watery eyes, flushed, sweaty and the shirt being slightly tented.
-”Isi, what the hell, i just…” Fernando lost his train of thought when he noticed how clearly horny his brother was “Isi… ” He managed to say before his instincts took over.
Fernando grabbed Isidro’s waist and pulled off his shirt, revealing the young fox’s frame and, more importantly, his erection. Isidro, in turn, grabbed his brother’s shorts and pulled them down, exposing his arousal. They looked into each other’s eyes as they closed the distance between their bodies, hugging one another, their erections pressed against their bellies.
-”Isidro, I’ve been thinking about this afternoon and I’m pretty turned on about it, heh.” Fernando laughed, throwing any other plan or advice out the window. “Look, I’m up for some fooling around with you, but please promise me that you will tell me when something feels wrong or you are uncomfortable. I’ll stop, no questions asked. Ok? The last thing I want is for my horny ass to hurt you, alright? I want to feel good, feel good with you, and that can only happen if you are comfortable,ok?”
-”Ok, bro, but the same goes for you ok?” Isidro responded.
-”Good, let’s get started. Oh, do you have lotion? I ran out, that’s why I came here.” 
-”Yeah, sure, on the bedside table. And you’ll be coming for more than just some lotion.” 
Fernando laughed, his brother was right and it was a good sign he was making those stupid jokes. Isidro was comfortable and that was his way of showing it. They sat on the bed and Fernando grabbed the lotion from the bedside table, it remained there since that afternoon, and placed some generous servings of the white stuff on both their manhoods. Just as they started spreading the substance on themselves, Isidro had a devious idea.
-”Fer?” Isidro asked, suddenly feeling a little shy.
-”Hm?”
-”Can I, like, sniff your balls while we uh, masturbate” Isidro progressively lost his confidence while he spoke, feeling self conscious as the words kept leaving his mouth.
-”Oh that’s hot.” Fernando answered as he stroked his length “Tell you what, we can kinda ‘69’ and you sniff me while I sniff you, deal?” He offered.
Isidro was at a loss for words, feeling more horny than he ever had in his short life. He got against the wall and laid on his side, opening his legs and grabbing his balls. With his taint exposed he looked at his brother with his best “casanova” face. Fernando didn’t have to think twice and dove right in while getting into position for his brother. They barely reached each other’s taints in that weird “69” pose, but it was all what they needed. 
They started rapidly stroking their lubricated cocks as they took in each other’s scent, finally getting the stimulation they so desperately craved. Noses explored perineums like there was nothing else in the world, taking in the strong, musky, earthy, acid scent of the teen in front of them. The boys knew they weren’t gonna last long, the combined sensations of the smell, pent up sexual desire and the thrill of masturbating with someone else were too overwhelming for the young foxes. 
After a few pumps, Isidro felt the familiar pressure of a mind shattering orgasm approaching and moaned into his brother’s balls:
-”Fer, I’m close, very close.”
-”Me too, Isi, cum in my mouth. I want it so bad.”
The vulpines separated so they could aim their dicks to the other’s mouth. They were eye-to-dick with each other when Fernando had an idea. He noticed neither of them were grabbing their knots yet and decided to give his baby bro a surprise and gripped the cock of the boy in front of him and took his head in his mouth. Isidro could barely process what happened before he exploded in Fernando’s mouth with a moan.
-”ohh Fer- FER! Ahh!” Was all he could muster before he realized he could reciprocate the favor.
Isidro buried his brother’s dick in his mouth and managed to firmly grasp his knot with one of his paws before he started feeling a thick, warm, salty liquid in his mouth. Neither of them were strangers to tasting cum, but another fur’s cum was something new, and for Isidro this was the first time having a dick cumming in his mouth. They tried to swallow as much as they could but ultimately let some spunk spill into the bed. They laid there, regaining their breath, looking at each other’s members properly for the first time that day, exploring the shapes, veins, colors and just admiring each other.
After a few minutes of staring at Isidro’s genitals, Fernando caressed the boy’s groin and planted a few kisses on his brother. He started at the tip of the younger fox’s penis and made a line all the way down to his thighs, peppering his glans, shaft, knot and balls with small kisses, making his brother giggle at the ticklish touch. He then got up and positioned himself properly on the bed, head to head with his brother.
-”I love you, Isidro” Fernando cooed.
-”I love you too, Fernando” 
They fell asleep in each other’s arms, naked as the day they were born and happy they shared such a special moment with a person they loved so dearly. They desperately needed a shower and the sheets needed cleaning, but that could wait, right now all that mattered for the brothers was the fox in front of them. 
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It was the dead of the night, past midnight, the Rojas household was illuminated by what little moonlight was able to penetrate through the windows. The eldest child, Trinidad, walked the hallways with a water bottle she picked up from the fridge to quench her thirst in the morning when she stopped at the door of her youngest brother’s bedroom. She recalled that they had only talked when she had to wake him up that day and decided to check on him to remind him that his older sister did, in fact, love him. 
When Trinidad tried opening the door she found it was locked, which was odd and maybe a sign that she should have left the boy alone for the night. She went to her room and got an expired credit card she forgot to dispose of (I’ll do it later, she told herself). The vixen returned to the locked door and picked the lock with nimble fingers, opening it with stealth. She forgot how stinky her brother had become but this was something else, the musk was dense and powerful, even with the window fully opened and the fan in full blast. She was about to leave and return later in the morning when she noticed her twin laying in bed with the boy she came to see.
-”Looks like you made up your mind, Fer.” She whispered to herself.
She looked at the sleeping boys, they were hugging each other naked and uncovered. Trinidad picked up the discarded blanket from the floor, unable to tell if it had been there the whole day or it had been kicked off the bed by the brother’s wrestling. Trinidad tucked her brothers in and kissed Isidro between his ears and whispered:
-”Sleep well, Isi. I love you.” She moved and planted the same kiss to her twin “Sleep well, Fer. You have a lot to tell me.”
Just as Trinidad was leaving, she looked at a discarded pair of boxers, Isidro’s she figured. She picked them up and gave her brother one last smile before leaving and closing the door behind her.