A Naked Ass

The day was quiet. The two brothers had a restful sleep, not being
chased by crazy villagers. They had been running for some time, trying
to keep away from Stryker and other cities they wander into.

They had stolen a tent and some supplies from some random couple, and
had found a site near a waterfall. They were far enough inland so that
no one could find them. They had set up the tent in the night, working
silently and diligently. Victor wandered off to gather food and
firewood. They had settled in for the night, sharing the tent. Victor
had made himself comfortable, his brother snoozing away on his chest.

Logan woke up early the next morning. He slowly opened his eyes,
looking up to see his slumbering face. Logan smiled. He liked it
better when Victor was calm like this. There was no bloodlust in him,
no fear, no anger. Just Victor. Logan looked at the older feral's
face. Victors expression was peaceful, no wrinkles on his forehead.

Logan snapped out of his thoughts. He attempted to sit up, but has
hindered by a strong arm around his waist. He suddenly realized he was
still sprawled across his brother's body. he tried to move Victors arm,
but said arm simply tightened around his waist. The hand attached to
said arm had wandered down to Logan's pert ass, creeping along.

Logan squeaked as his ass was squeezed. Unknown to him, Victor had a
small smirk on his face. Logan blushed as his butt was squeezed a few
more times, then released. He grumbled, crawling off his brother. He
crawled out of the tent, stretching and breathing in the fresh
mountain air. He groaned, relieving the tension in his body. He looked
around, observing his surroundings.

He smirked as he spotted the waterfall. He stripped what clothes he
had on, and did a cannon ball into the water. He let out a loud
"Whoohoo!" when he leaped. He landed in the cold water, resurfacing
quickly. He shivered, and pushed his hair out of his face. He swam
back and forth, enjoying the feeling of the water.

Victor had decided to get his lazy ass up when he heard his brother
splash into the water. He ambled out of the tent, walking slowly to
the edge of the lake. He immediately was shot out of his sleepy stupor
when he spotted his brother in the middle if the lake. An evil grin
had made its way onto the older feral's face. Said feral stripped,
threw his clothes on a nearby rock, and silently slipped into the
lake. he swam to his brother, Logan never suspecting a thing. Victor
swam under his little brother, and pulled him under.

Logan was taken by surprise when he was suddenly yanked under the
water. Spotting his brother down by his ankle, grinning madly, the
adamantium injected mutant viciously kicked his brother in the face,
not breaking anything, just aiming to hurt. Victor was unfazed,
pulling his brother down more. Logan fought his way free, and
resurfaced, gasping for air. Victor soon followed, breathing deeply.

Victor suddenly noticed the floating ass in front of him, and smirked.
He dragged his brother, and brought him flush to his chest. Logan
turned his head, looking at Victor with wary eyes. Victor smiled
softly, and captured his brother's lips. The kiss was soft, and kind,
unlike the two who had started the kiss. Logan smiled in the kiss. He
pressed a little harder, grinding against his mate.

Victor smiled at the eagerness of his mate. He kissed him harder,
rubbing his cock in the cleft of his brother's ass. Said brother
moaned, the head of the erect cock gently rubbing his hole. Victor
flipped him around so that they were face to face. Logan grabbed
Victors head and continued to kiss him, pushing his tongue into his
brother's mouth. He mewed as his he felt Victors cock nearly
penetrating him, the cold water quarreling with the heat that they
were giving off.

Logan moaned deeply as he felt his brother push in, the cold water
being pushed in too. He clenched his ass, feeling the hard cock and
the water. He was jolted out of his pleasure induced coma when Victor
bit his shoulder. He held his brothers head to his chest, looking at
him with love. Victor smiled, and stretched up to place a small kiss
on his brother's neck.

Victor was thrusting as hard as he could, thoroughly enjoying the tight
heat his brother provided. He breathed deeply, inhaling his brother's
scent. He looked at his mate. Panting, whimpering, and holding in
tightly. His cheeks were flushed, his lips parted, struggling for air.

Victor was close. He buried his face into the space between Logan's
neck and shoulder, and rutted against his brother one last time. He
groaned as he felt his mate tighten around his cock, milking him as
his cum flooded Logan's insides. Logan keened, his ass being filled
with his brothers cum. he shivered as the cold water mixed with the
hot cum. Victor pulled out of him, sighing in content.

Words were not needed. The two brothers simply looked at each other.
Smiled. And exchanged one more kiss. They stayed in the water, in each
others arms.