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Wild Kratts: Can't Fight the Moonlight	By : DoritoZombie Category: +S through Z > Wild Kratts Views: 7108 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Wild Kratts does not belong to me and certainly no one would pay me to do this! All characters are presented as fictional. Title is a joke that may only be funny to me.

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Martin's skin felt too tight and hot. He whimpered as Chris ground against his own burgeoning erection, wrapping an arm around his neck to avoid toppling over. He had snaked his trapped hand away from Chris's stiff length, wincing as the motion made his brother growl and thrust against him and wrapped it around Chris's lower back to hold steady. His attempt to back away was met with a renewed round of clothed frotting, making both of them groan into the other's neck.
“W-we need to s-stop this,” Martin panted, voice sounding tinny and small. Sweat beaded on his brow and neck where Chris paused to lap it off. He held Martin's head still with one hand while the other traced a line across his hips to thumb and stroke lightly at Martin's muscled stomach beneath his shirt.
Martin felt himself arch into the curious touch, encouraging Chris to start little rhythmic hip roll s against the tightening bulge in Martin's shorts.
“This is wrong, Chris, this is- you're not feeling right...w-we-ooooh god!” he was cut off by his own sharp cry, biting down on his lip while his brother's hand thumbed a line down his groin and dipped below his waistband to trace featherlight touches along his thickening shaft.
Martin bucked powerfully into his brother's hand, scowling at Chris's light laughter before a taunting squeeze made his knees wobble, making Chris cross an arm behind Martin's back to keep him upright.
Enthralled at his older brother's wild reactions, Chris slowly pumped his throbbing cock and watched as Martin was forced to bite down on his own hand and lean against Chris while he bucked his hips wildly and shook, legs unsteady.
“W-why are y-you d-doing-” his juddering words were lost to a low moan as Chris began to stroke faster, fingers slick with precum and trailing little circles underneath the head of his cock.
“Because,” Chris rasped into his ear, mashing their lips together and entwining their tongues. A strand of saliva dripped from the tips of their tongues when he pulled away gasping, squeezing Martin's cock for emphasis. “I want you.”
Chris grabbed one of Martin's hands and brought it back down to the almost painful stiffness between his own legs- he felt like he was aching full of hot electricity, desperate to finally work out those frustrations on his brother.
Chris stroked Martin softly while Martin's jittery hand tentatively trailed a few fingers down its shaft. Chris used a claw to tear a small slash in the suit's seamless, stretchy fabric, freeing his twitching cock against Martin's hand.
Martin was unsure what to do, stuck somewhere between the heavy, pleasant haze of his brother's attentions and the endlessly nagging feeling that he shouldn't be doing this-that as the older one he probably should have been more firm about limits or something. Very carefully, he brushed his fingers along the length of his brother's erection.
He snarled in frustration after a few moments- Martin was hesitating too long and he felt like he was on fire. He wrapped his hand around both their cocks, sliding his own arousal up and down Martin's for effect. Martin pitched forward, body inadvertently grinding their cocks together. “Haah-C-Chris-” he fairly squealed, wrapping both arms around his brother's neck.
Chris groaned and pumped his hand around their frotting erections furiously, licking and sucking at Martin's ear and neck while his brother mewled and shuddered in pleasure against him.
“Chris, I-I'm- I'm gonna-” Martin gasped, unable to focus enough to stop himself from working into his brother's hand. He bit down on his brother's neck, clinging tight while every stroke elicited a jolt of pleasure- he thought he was going to pass out, the feeling was so alien and overwhelming.
Chris gave a little cry when Martin bit down on him, grinding against him and pausing, both of them heaving. “Do that again,” he growled, thrusting against Martin to drive the point home. Martin blinked distantly and almost lifted his mouth to speak but the contact made him shiver again and clench his teeth more tightly.
Chris hissed, delighted and lifted his hand, damp with their combined precum to his mouth. He licked the salty fluid off and tilted Martin's face to his, meshing their tongues together before Martin could even consider resisting. Martin only seemed interested in holding on for dear life, pressed tight to Chris while he spent a little more time exploring his mouth, sharing the somewhat pleasant taste of their precum. He curled his fingers into claws and moaned when Chris's capricious tongue wrapped around his and started sucking lightly, drawing down it suggestively when he pulled away.
Chris lifted Martin's shirt, relying on his brother's aroused stupor to hold him still and bent to run his tongue across a nipple, licking down and pausing to press his lips along his abdomen and hips. With every downward motion he tightened his grip on Martin's shoulders, eventually pulling him down roughly so that he was sitting, legs sprawled to either side with Chris kneeling between them.
Nibbling lightly just below his navel, he played his fingers along the top of Martin's shaft tauntingly before lapping his tongue just underneath the head experimentally.
“Wait,no,stop-what are you doing?!” Martin gasped, each breath short and shuddering. He outstretched his hand to push Chris's head away but ended up tangling in his hair when he felt the hot tongue against his cockhead.
“Doing you a favor,” he replied simply, moving downward to slide his mouth slowly over the first few inches.
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