"C'mon, Wak!" struggled Yakko, he was sitting on Wakko's backside with his leg tucked between his, painfully yanking it back with the rest of his body. "Give...it up!"

"Never–ack!" Wakko yelped as his brother continued tugging on his leg. Yakko gently began rocking back and forth, lightly humping against the chubby part of Wakko's leg each time he pulled back. The notion felt so good against his crotch, especially with the spandex they decided to wrestle in.

Wakko strained beneath his brother, writhing and bucking his hips in hopes of throwing Yakko off balance, but to no avail. He was in too much pain to feel Yakko's growing hard on humping his leg while he rocked, Wakko was just desperate to get out of his excruciating hold! Sweat dripped down his face as he rapidly banged his fist against the floor.

"Tap out!" His big brother shouted.

"No!" He shot back.

Yakko chuckled at his resistance and with a
grunt, he used that same leg he was pleasuring himself with, to flip the small boy onto his back, still sitting on his waistline while grabbing at Wakko's flailing arms to pin them above his head. The slender toon leaned down until he was close to his ear, his sweaty torso pressing against the little one beneath him.

"Give up now?" His voice was low with a flirty undertone that sent a little shiver down Wakko's spine. It was then he realized Yakko's erection pressing into his waistline...

Wakko smirked before simply replying, "No." and began moving his hips, feeling Yakko's cock rub against him in the thin outfit. The one above felt a rush through his body, his breathing getting heavy at the slow, heavy way his brother's body rubbed from beneath him.

The sweat from hours of tossing, grappling, and pinning each other caused their outfits to cling to their bodies, just a very thin layer of fabric separated their actual bodies from touching each other. One of Yakko's hands let go of Wakko's wrist and began tickling his side causing him to squirm quickly, uncontrollably the friction between their bodies caused the older one to sigh with pleasure; the younger giggling and laughing below him.

"D-Do you give?"

Wakko squirmed and bucked, "No..! No..! No!" He declared between laughs.

"Then I guess I'm going for the pin!" Yakko quickly sat up and placed Wakko's right leg over his shoulder, both of their hard cocks rubbing against each other now.

"You really like wrestling with your big brother, don't you?" Yakko teased in observance of the wet spot on Wakko's leotard, right where the head of his cock would be.

"Same could be said to you too, pervert." He nodded down at Yakko's twitching cock that his blue leotard outlined perfectly, he had a wet spot on his uniform too. A grin etched it's way onto Yakko's flushed face as he started to slowly slide his concealed erection against the other.

Wakko instantly caught on to the new challenge that he desperately wanted to win now. He quickly grabbed Yakko's waist and made him grind harder against him, his leg slid off the taller's shoulder and before he knew it, he had his big brother sliding his crotch between his legs.

"C-C'mon, let me move Wak!"

Yakko bit his lip at the slow, agonizing sensation pace Wakko had set. He wanted to hump him faster, the urge to cum taking over his mind at this point, but Wakko wouldn't let him speed up his hips. He was forced to hump him slow and hard.

"You showed me no mercy two minutes ago."

The eldest leaned down next to Wakko's ear again, his ears drooping in front of him "W-Wakko..." his desperate, shaky voice muttered.

"Do ya' give?" His hands reached down to grab at his Yakko's backside, cupping his butt and sliding him against the smooth fabric. Forcing his legs to fold on either side of Wakko to straddle his lap.

"..." he answered with heavy breaths and light moans, his cock begging for faster relief that Wakko denied.

Yakko managed to snap out of his daze of letting Wakko have his way and wrapped his arms around the smaller boy's neck, holding his head.

"N-No..." Yakko meekly answered his question from before, moving his hips on his own and then sliding his body up and down his brother's.

Both of their breathing sped up as their hard cocks slid against the each other in the thin fabric. Wakko gripped his brother's soft ass tighter, encouraging Yakko to slide his waist harder across the other's. Both of their orgasms coming to peek with each satisfying motion.

Yakko hugged his brother tighter, as he finally granted him a bit of leeway for him to rub his dick against him just a tad bit faster. His heavy breathing turning into desperate little moans. Wakko could feel his body tensing up, his knees pressing together to hold Yakko in place as he excitedly bucked against him.

Seeing his flustered brother desperately trying to climax would be a cute sight that edged Wakko closer to his own orgasm, but he didn't want to lose this game and not before he could see Yakko's orgasm face. One of Wakko's hands slid up his big brother's back and to his head, until he grabbed his ears and gently yanked his forehead from the floor so he could see his face.

He still looked so desperate and a little shy by the way he couldn't hold eye contact for very long probably because they briefly rolled back. Yakko let out a loud moan, his hips still sliding his throbbing cock against the other's as he felt his warm cum saturate his uniform. Wakko's grip on his brother tightened while arching his own back as his orgasm stained his leotard.

Yakko collapsed on top of his brother as they both lie breathless on the floor, Yakko still on top of his brother with his face buried in the crook of his neck, holding him close.

Laying here was nice after all that wrestling.

"Hey, Yak?"

"Yeah?"

His tail wagged, thumping against the floor, "I do like wrestling with you."

Yakko lift his head to reveal a smile, "We should do this on the bed next time."

He rolled his eyes as he sarcastically added, "Right. I'm sure your back is killing you."

His smile tugged into a suggestive grin, "I haven't killed your back just yet."