Chris crawled through the forest, sniffing out carcass with T-Bone close behind him. The smell of carcass led him on. He was following a scent trail when suddenly he smelled something rather sweet. Chris couldn't name it but it was familiar. He couldn't help but follow it. He slowly tracked the scent and heard Martin call his name.
Chris stayed in a bush and observed as Martin paced around a small clearing. Martin looked around, then sat on a log with his head in his hands. Chris could tell his brother was worried, but he didn't know why. He did know that whatever was bothering Martin, Chris wanted to help.
The younger Kratt slowly crawled out behind Martin, realizing the scent he had followed was from him. Chris couldn't stop himself from drooling. Martin seemed so intoxicatingly delicious, his head was foggy as he gazed at Martin. His brother didn't hear him as Chris pounced, knocking Martin off the log and pinning him face first into the dirt.
"C-Chris?!" Martin squirmed, trying to flip himself back over to see if it was really his brother. He could barely move, being pinned down by the younger Kratt. Chris sniffed all over, trying to see where the scent was coming from. He sniffed down to Martin's hips and stopped, sniffed, then nipped at Martin's shorts to get them off.
Martin yelped, surprised at the suddenness of his brother's actions. "Chris!! Wait!" He squirmed and tried to kick Chris off, but the T-Devil powers made him too strong for Martin. Chris growled and nipped Martin's side as a warning, tearing the shorts and getting them off.
The scent nearly drove Chris mad. He tore Martin's boxers down and nipped one of the soft cheeks, earning a high pitch squeal from his brother. Martin had stopped struggling, mostly since Chris's grip was very strong.
Martin turned to look at Chris, his face red with blush. "Chris?.. W-what are you doing?.." He finally got a good look at what happened to him. The suit was broken, but was in a tasmanian devil form. Chris had dark rings around his eyes and sharp teeth, perfect for biting into Martin's tender flesh. He was terrifying, but a turn-on for the older Kratt that he couldn't explain.
He decided the best plan was to give in to whatever strange desires Chris had. Martin pushed his hips up, looking back submissively. Chris smirked in approval and licked a stripe from Martin's balls to his hole, teasingly slow.
Martin whimpered, shivering at the contact. "C-Chris... Please..." He bent his head between his forearms. Chris's tail twitched, and he gently slid his tongue in, watching Martin to know what was good and what wasn't.
Martin shook a bit and almost fell over. He moaned softly and pushed his hips back. Chris held his thighs and moved his tongue slowly. The scent was strongest here, taking over Chris and rendering his mind useless. He went faster, stretching Martin out and preparing him.
Martin had never felt so over-stimulated in his life. The mix of Chris's claws on his thighs, teeth brushing his ass, and tongue in his hole was almost too much. He shivered and whined once Chris removed his tongue. "H-huh?..." He looked back at Chris with big eyes, confused why the pleasure stopped.
Chris had pulled his member out and used his spit as a makeshift lube. Martin was in awe of his brothers size. Yeah, they had done it before, but never in a malfunctioning power suit. Martin thought it was the hottest thing he ever saw.
Chris lined up, but looked at Martin first to make sure he was okay. Martin nodded and gripped the grass. "Do it..." He took a deep breath in as Chris slowly entered him. It was so much. Martin choked out a moan, a few tears running down his cheeks. He had never had to take in something so big. "Oh Chris... You're so big.."
Chris nipped Martin's neck, leaving a light mark. He slowly rocked his hips, trying to see where Martin liked it. He pushed against a spot that caused Martin to cry out. Chris found it. Chris adjusted himself and thrusted into that spot over and over again. Martin had started crying from how overwhelming it all was. His hips bounced back against Chris, doubling his pleasure.
Chris leaned over him, holding Martin's hands and pinning him down. He thrusted hard and fast, listening to the myriad of moans and cries coming from Martin. He was in pure bliss, the scent and Martin's moans mixing together and sending Chris into overdrive. He slammed into Martin, making his older brother scream.
Martin cried out Chris's name between his babbling and crying. It was just so much. "G-gon... gonna come... C-Chris please..." He whimpered. Chris gripped Martin's member and stroked in time with his thrusts. Martin convulsed and moaned as he came in Chris's hand. Chris howled as he finished, his tail wagging. Chris left scratches on Martin's thighs and back, as a way to mark Martin as his and his alone.
Martin fell against the earth, panting and heaving. Chris slowly pulled out and watched as his finish leaked down his brothers thigh. Martin whimpered slightly and turned to look at Chris. "I-I love you..." He flushed. Chris nuzzled Martin's cheek, shaking as the power suit vanished and left Chris above a sweaty and scratched up Martin.
Chris rubbed his head and looked at Martin confused. "Martin?.. Why're you half naked?"
Martin looked up at him, half angry and half shocked. "Why am I naked? You just fucked me into the dirt!"
Chris blinked confused. "You must be seeing things." He shrugged and got up. Martin hurried up, putting his shorts on and stomping after Chris. Of course he wouldn't remember the best fuck they've had. Why was he not surprised?
