Just what makes this issue so very special? Apart from the delicious brother-loving pairings of Shimadas and Tekharthas, not one but two friends were gracious enough to contribute to this naughtiness!
@robotfvckerswrote a gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous bonus story that made me squirm in my seat constantly because the Tekharthas are so good? And there is one special guest that makes it that little bit more delicious??
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@kirinlustworked for weeks on these mind boggling dirty collages, encapsulating each and every fic (bonus fic as well!) within one page full of naughty fucking and forbidden love.
For once, the compilation will be more expensive than usual with a price at about 8 bucks (depending on your currency). I really want to keep it as cheap as possible, but even at that price it is basically a steal for what you’ll get.
You don’t only get five fics + one long bonus fic, you also get complex artwork with every of those written pieces. (what I want to say is: if you can afford to spend more and want to tip us all for our hard work, maybe consider doing so. we’d all be very grateful.)
Genji/Hanzo – Dom/sub; Virgin Kink – Despite Hanzo being the next in line to inherit the family business, Genji can – and will – boss him around to do his bidding. Hanzo is more than willing to indulge his naughty fantasies, even if it is so very embarrassing as showing himself off to some estate guards…
Genji/Hanzo – Age Difference; Virgin Kink – A young Hanzo finds his way into the current timeline and skulks around the base. Genji can’t help but watch his brother; so young and supple and not yet corrupted enough by the elders. He is practically infatuated with this version of Hanzo. He wants him…
Zenyatta/Mondatta – Virgin Kink; DubCon – Between one speech and the next, the two monks go missing: snatched away by two criminals out for some quick bucks. While waiting for authorities to give them what they want, they get bored and inventive… much to the monks’s embarrassed dismay.
Genji/Hanzo – Glory Hole; Sloppy Seconds – Hanzo religiously frequents one special bathroom on base where a warm, greedy hole is to be found more often than not. He has no idea who is on the other side, so obviously starved for dick – but he’ll find out… eventually.
Genji/Hanzo – Age Difference – Hanzo had almost forgotten how insufferable Genji had been at a younger age. A good for nothing playboy that offered his body up to anybody dumb enough to fuck the little harlot. When Genji finally reaches the end of Hanzo’s patience, Hanzo is very determined to show him that he is not going to be one of those tittering idiots Genji is used to playing with…
(BONUS by @robotfvckers) Zenyatta/Mondatta + ? – Dom/sub; Voyeurism – Mondatta has a secret ritual of sneaking out of the monastery and vanishing the whole night. Zenyatta, suspecting what he’s up to and concerned about his brother’s safety, follows along one night. However, suspecting a thing and actually seeing his brother follow a man such as… such as him into a backroom… it shakes Zenyatta to the core. He has to investigate.
Again, you can purchase it >>here<<. If you are as excited to get at it as we are to finally get it out to you, maybe consider dropping a bit more on it. We greatly appreciate it!
@robotfvckers, @kirinlust and I sincerely hope you’ll have a ton of fun with this one. It truly was a labor of love.
awww ye 😀 a smol dragonfuck + bit of brofuck after @bonebo gave me the idea :3c we’ve also been talking about how the dragon brothers were separated during Genji’s capture and how Hanzo is probably searching for his bro… which is not included here but might be at another time :3c monster bro fuck seems right up my alley :3cccc
also see this as a small appetizer for the upcoming brofuck compilation :3cccccc
Genji’s appearance: he’s basically a larger than average human with a long tail and dragonlike hindlegs
Zenyatta and Mondatta, while usually perfectly content with each other’s company – more than content, even – found themselves in the peculiar situation of being lonely after their move to Japan.
The house Mondatta had bought was big and beautiful; it was easy to feel at home in such a gorgeous scenery, nature practically at their fingertips – not able to stop staring at the soft sway of tree branches in the wind or the lively splash of the carps in their pond whenever they ventured close enough because the fish were intelligent and spoiled and neither of them had the heart not to throw them a few crumbs whenever walking by.
Still, it was surprisingly, almost disconcertingly empty feeling. Too big for two quiet, peaceful men.
It was easy to come to the conclusion that they needed to find a pet to occupy their time – have something to shower with love and affection other than each other.
And then they had met Genji.
.o.
“You will have no problems, will you? I will only be gone for a few hours…”
Mondatta has folded his tall frame almost in half, leaning above his brother still nestled in their bed. His long, smooth hands have framed Zenyatta’s face, keeping it tilted up for small, affectionate kisses against his soft lips.
Zenyatta is pliant for the treatment even though his brother’s constant worrying has him mildly annoyed. His arms are curled around Genji’s massive head lying on his slim chest and keeping him pinned to the mattress.
“Of course,” he murmurs against Mondatta’s mouth, feeling the constant swipe of his thumbs slowly come to a halt. “Genji will keep me company and be a very effective bodyguard for any eventualities.”
His hand pets down the rough fur on top of Genji’s head which in turn is trailing down in a stiff ridge along the dragonling’s spine and to the very tip of his long, strong tail. Genji rumbles behind the muzzle they still keep on him, going cross-eyed with pleasure.
Mondatta looks unsure for a moment longer, then nods and presses one last, chaste kiss against Zenyatta’s mouth with a wet little smack.
“Message me if anything is amiss.”
.o.
“G-Genji… hah… n-no…” His voice tilts up at the end, making his demand sound insincere and questioning. Not that the pet would have understood. Genji doesn’t make a sound; he simply pushes in deeper, his breath hot and humid, fanning against Zenyatta’s balls as he nudges between his legs.
His muzzle is lying to the side, forgotten after Zenyatta had carefully taken it off of him – seduced into it by Genji’s soft, docile cooing and the sweet glint in his eyes.
He’d all forgotten about the mechanics of the mask; how it had filtered all those interesting smells to not get the big dragon distracted, but oh how quickly he had gotten reminded.
Genji is gentle enough, he supposes; his large claws having carefully sliced Zenyatta’s thin leggings apart to get at the tender spots underneath, his long, strong tail whipping about and knocking over expensive furniture and pretty decorations.
Zenyatta hides his face behind his hands, moaning low and mortified, the sound choking off rather abruptly when he feels Genji’s tongue; long and serpentine as it slithers around his balls and then his cock, the split tip carefully, curiously tickling across the rosy glans.
“Genji!” he whispers against his fingers, scandalized, eyes going round with surprise as the huge dragon huffs and lets off of him just to crawl further up, large body easily blanketing him.
He can see their reflection in the dark screen of the large TV. He can’t believe Genji was doing this to him in the middle of the living room; with all the big windows, in the middle of the day…
Genji looks like he is grinning. His jaw is open, long, long, long tongue out and tickling the back of Zenyatta’s neck. His teeth are looking razor sharp, but he doesn’t seem inclined on using them any time soon. If any, he looks content with the situation.
And why should he not? He has his Master below him, warm and deceptively eager – nothing in the way of his…
“Oh…oh- o-o-… OH! G-G-GENJI!” Zenyatta grunts, rocking forward, arms curling around one massive claw right next to his head, eyes large and disbelieving at the wet nudge against the cleft of his ass.
In the reflection he can see the rough ridge of fur along Genji’s back stand up in excitement, his back curling into an arch, hips hunching down – and there it is again; the hot, wet drag of… of Genji’s… of his…
Zenyatta’s mouth drops open into a perfect, little oh. He is rooted to the spot, body hot and conflicted, staring at the large paw next to him, the sharp greenish claws digging into the expensive hardwood floor Mondatta had installed all over the house.
He feels the undulation of the large body above him, and again the dragon’s cock nudges against him; a brand along his skin as Genji is seeking, and seeking, and finding…
It is, impossibly enough, like his cock is having a mind on it’s own; carefully tickling long the cleft like the long tongue had done – and only when Genji rumbles, low and near-purring does Zenyatta realize he is moving into the touch; ass lifting, back forming a pretty little cup as he angles up into the creature…
His chest spasms when the tip catches against his dry rim, then glances off again. Despite having actively angled himself for it, he is surprised when Genji actually manages to find the target.
“Genji,” he whispers, smooth cheek pressing against the dragon’s strong arm. Zenyatta was no short man, but the pet was even larger; long and muscular and so very capable of getting its way if it would really put its mind to it.
Another swipe of the tail and another crash of the furniture.
Zenyatta’s ears are pulsing with the shame of it all when he feels Genji’s wet cock dribbling along his crack, the sensation making his hole clench and then bloom open, greedy and eager…
“Genji, no,” he says, whispers it, cheeks cherry red, smooth, nearly concave belly fluttering… everything inside him screaming Genji yes.
And then the pet hunches down once more, tongue out, lovingly tickling against Zenyatta’s ear, tasting him as his cock finally finds the target and he rocks in, the tip tapered and wet but still not enough for Zenyatta’s unprepared body.
Before he can cry out in alarm, however, another voice cuts through the air.
“Zenyatta!”
Zenyatta looks up, staring at the reflection in the TV – first at himself beneath Genji’s bulk, mouth hanging open, ass tilted up… then at Genji, maw stretched into an unmistakable grin as his body moves, humping, fucking… not getting deterred by the fact that Mondatta is right there at the door, his face a visage of shock, the folders he had been holding in his arms strewn across the floor.
“Z-Zenyatta!” his brother exclaims again, a little panicked lilt to his usually calm voice as he stumbles over, hands fluttering from Genji to his brother, seemingly unsure of what to do, as Genji fucks and crams his hot, thickening cock into the younger of his Masters –
And Zenyatta can’t do much; can’t explain himself because there is nothing to explain, not when his ass is on fire and his gut is so full with Genji’s cock sliding in deeper and deeper and deeper with seemingly no end in sight. He wonders if Genji will try to fuck right through his belly button, and the thought almost makes him forget the pain of his rim having to stretch around the pet’s cock.
He can hear the cracking of the floorboards as Genji stems his strong hind legs against it, long claws dug into the wood to get better leverage to fuck his Master – but most of all he can hear himself, positively wailing as his brother finally cups his face like he had done only hours before, thumbs so soft and soothing against his hot cheeks.
“Calm… Calm, Zenyatta,” Mondatta whispers against his lips, pressing little suckling kisses against them as Genji steadily works away on top of him, breeding his Master up almost gentle, his tongue still there, dragging against all the smooth, warm skin – and then curiously slipping between their lips.
“Everything is going to be fine, Zenyatta,” Mondatta murmurs, his own cheeks a dark red, eyes bright with… Zenyatta does not know what. He is petting across Zenyatta’s bald head, thumbing across the grid of dots above his eyebrows.
“Just… just let him take his fill… it will be over soon,” he croaks. “Just let him use your body…”
Zenyatta hiccups, wrenching his arms away from their clutch on Genji’s arm and throwing them around his brother’s shoulders; holding on for dear life as he got fucked by their pet, his cock chubby and pink between his smooth thighs.
Hearing his brother talk like that is doing things to him, even as Genji keeps dicking him deeper, still having more cock to cram into him, filling his intestines to an intense degree – to a point where Zenyatta is sure he had to push into his stomach sooner or later…
“Just let him use you,” Mondatta whispers into his ear, rubbing at his shoulders, both brothers getting rocked by Genji’s strong little thrusts into Zenyatta’s body. “I will rub you down later… take care of your body…”
Zenyatta groans, eyes slitted in pained pleasure, staring at their reflection in the screen and jerking in horrified lust as he sees the swell of his belly; pushed out like he is pregnant as their pet labors away above him.
“Oh… oh my,” he whispers, turning his head away, cock swinging between his thighs, dripping little pearls of pre-cum onto the floor. His rim is still burning from the intrusion; so very swollen and sensitive feeling, but he doesn’t think Genji is anywhere near done with him.
He doesn’t think Mondatta wants him to be anything near done with him.
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