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“I Want My Big Brother” short story (repost)

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Pedophilia, detailed scenes of a teenager sexually assaulting and sexually harassing a younger child, and gore

“Remember, me and your father will be out all day today,” Kyle’s mother said while hugging her husband’s arm. She wore red lipstick, a red dress with red heels. Kyle’s father on the other hand wore a black suit with a red bow tie. “Don’t forget to watch over Luke while we’re gone okay?”

Kyle, who was seated on the couch, engrossed with the tv, took a sip from his can of coke and let out a burp. “Can’t,” he muttered nonchalantly to his mom’s request.

“Excuse me?” his mom spoke, her hands on her hips and her voice slightly raised.

“Me and my pals are going to the movies today,” Kyle responded before sipping on his soda once more.

“Well then you're taking Luke with you,” his mom demanded. This caused Kyle to take his eyes off the tv and turn his head to face his mom.

“Are you kidding me!?”

“You heard me, either that or you can cancel that plan.”

“You gotta be fucking kidding me…” Kyle growled under his breath.

“Language,” his father said.

Kyle let out a long irritated groan, “UGH FINE…whatever,” he grumbled.

Luke listened to the conversation from upstairs, sitting down and peeking through the railings. He grinned, his heart racing with excitement.

‘I’m going to be hanging out with high schoolers!! This is so freaking cool!!’ he thought to himself. ‘I better go get dressed!’ the boy then eagerly rushed to his room.

Later while sitting on his bed, combing his short blonde hair, Luke heard the front door creak open from downstairs. Luke quickly placed the hair comb on his bed, got up, left his bedroom and rushed downstairs. “Kyle?” Luke called out to his older brother as he did so.

“What?” Kyle responded, his voice laced with attitude. Kyle stood at the doorway, holding the door open as he irritatedly watched his eleven year old brother make his way downstairs.

“I’m coming with you right?...T-to the movies?” Luke said, now standing in front of his brother, smiling sheepishly and fidgeting with his fingers.

Kyle let out a frustrated sigh, “You heard our conversation didn't you, you little eavesdropper?”

“A-a little.”

“Dammit,” Kyle aggressively muttered under his breath. His brows furrowed as he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose between his eyes.

Luke frowned at his brother’s disapproval, “I-I promise I’ll stay quiet, I won’t cause any trouble, it’ll be like I’m not even there.”

Kyle rolled his eyes, “Yeah yeah whatever. Just letting you know that I ain’t holding your hand when we cross the street,” he said in a mocking tone.

“Hey, I’m not five,” Luke responded defensively.

Luke sat in the middle of the back seat of Kyle’s car.

“So uh…what movie we watching?” Luke asked while Kyle was driving his car on the road.

“You told me you 're gonna stay quiet,” Kyle mumbled.

“I know but, you didn’t pick up your friends yet so I thought we could talk a little,” Luke responded.

Kyle sighed, “We’re watching a movie called, ‘Who Killed The Man’.”

“‘Who Killed The Man’…Never heard of it,” Luke said while shrugging his shoulders. “Is it like some sort of horror movie?” He asked. He was trying to keep his voice steady and trying to sound as nonchalant as possible.

“It’s a dark comedy,” Kyle responded, causing Luke to let out a sigh of relief. “God, you're such a baby,” muttered Kyle.

“Shut up,” Luke answered.

Kyle parked his car in front of a house, “Alright, my friend’s coming in now so zip it.”

A guy Kyle’s age came out of the house and opened a car door to sit in the passenger seat next to Kyle.

“Sup?” The guy said before closing the car door.

“Yo,” Kyle greeted with a small smile. Kyle put on loud heavy metal music and he and his friend both banged their heads to it and sang along a bit while Kyle continued driving.

Eventually they stopped at another house. Another guy Kyle’s age came out of the house and made his way into the back seat of the car, next to Luke.

Kyle lowered the volume of the music, “How’s it hanging, George?” He greeted the guy.

George gazed his hungry brown eyes upon Luke in silence for a few seconds, looking him up and down, his cheeks growing red, and a smile spreading across his face. Luke gazed back at George and gulped.

“George?” Kyle called out with confusion. George licked his lips sending a shiver down Luke’s spine.

“Your little brother is so adorable,” George exclaimed with pleasure.

“Oh please. This kid is nothing but a pain in the ass,” Kyle answered.

“He’s sooo cuteee~” George said, still keeping his eyes on Luke.

Cold sweat began dripping down Luke’s face. The young boy began looking down at his lap as George continued to stare. Throughout the rest of the car ride, George couldn’t take his eyes off Luke. He kept staring, his cheeks growing redder while Luke’s heart was racing and his head was down.

——-

Kyle, his friends, and Luke found themselves at the movie theater, with the teenagers pouring butter from a machine onto the popcorn they had just purchased. Kyle glanced at Luke who was standing beside him staring at the buttery popcorn, his mouth watering.

“Want it?” Kyle asked, causing Luke’s eyes to widen.

“Y-yes please!” Luke exclaimed.

“Here,” Kyle said, handing his cardboard bag of popcorn to Luke. Luke’s round innocent brown eyes sparkled when processing the fact that his older brother did something nice for him.

“Thank you!” Luke exclaimed with a grin.

“Whatever,” Kyle muttered as he went to buy himself popcorn.

Later, the group went into the theater and got seats high up in the back row.

“Can I sit with your brother?” George asked.

“Sure whatever,” Kyle responded.

Luke wanted to protest but didn’t have enough guts to speak up due to how ridiculous it would sound. Luke was then seated between Kyle and George while the two other friends of Kyle sat on Kyle’s other side. They all had bags of popcorn in their laps and drinks beside them in the drink holders. The seats in the theater were recliner seats so they all pushed buttons for their seats to extend so they could rest their feet on them. During the trailers and commercials, George began staring at Luke once again, looking him up and down while licking his lips. Luke tried his best to ignore him but his heart wouldn’t stop racing and bullets of sweat ran down the kid’s face.

When the movie began to play, George grinned as he gazed his eyes upon Luke’s thighs which were exposing his skin due to wearing shorts. George reached out his hand, placed it onto Luke’s thigh and began softly squishing it and feeling it. Luke’s pale face stared down at George’s hand, his whole body trembling and his heart pounding out of his chest. Luke felt a wave of nausea creep over him.

“Your skin feels so soft,” George whispered into Luke’s ear.

“KYLE CAN YOU TAKE ME TO THE BATHROOM??” Luke whispered, turning his head to face Kyle. He didn’t need to go to the bathroom but he felt so eager and desperate to get as far away from George as possible. He also wanted to tell his big brother about what was happening. George immediately removed his hand from Luke, scared that Kyle might see. Kyle let out an irritated sigh and turned his head to face Luke, it was dark so he couldn’t see the panic on his little brother’s face.

“You gotta be shitting me, Luke,” Kyle groaned. “You needa go that bad? Can’t you just hold it in until the movie ends?”

“IT’S AN EMERGENCY.”

“I can take him,” George offered, causing Luke’s trembling and racing heart to increase immensely.

“That’d be great, thanks a bunch, George,” Kyle said.

George stood up before grabbing Luke’s hand and helping him stand up, he then swung his arm around the trembling child.

“NO! I-” Luke uttered, trying to protest.

“Resist and you're dead,” George whispered in Luke’s ear in an aggressive manner. Tears welled up in Luke’s eyes.

Kyle raised an eyebrow, “The hell’s the matter with you?” He asked, gazing at his little brother.

“Something wrong, kiddo?” George asked innocently as his grip on Luke became tighter and rougher.

Luke titled his head downward, “N-nothing’s wrong…I’m fine…” he responded, trying to keep his voice steady.

“Great, then let’s get going,” George said in a lighthearted manner. “We’ll be back, Kyle.”

Kyle narrowed his eyes as George and Luke left. Luke seemed anxious, Kyle wondered if it was due to something going on between Luke and George. But then again George was the kind of guy who was always kind and sweet towards children so Kyle couldn’t imagine him doing anything to Luke. Besides, Luke was always a shy and timid kid. The boy was probably just anxious because he really needed to use the bathroom and he didn’t feel comfortable going with new people. Kyle decided to shrug off his suspicion and continue watching the movie.

Tears rolled down Luke’s cheeks as George led him to the bathroom, still having his arm around the kid. Luke sniffled and George shot a glare at him.

“You better keep fucking quiet,” he whispered to Luke in a rough, threatening voice. When the two got into the men’s restroom, George forcefully shoved Luke into a stall and closed the stall door. Luke stumbled onto the toilet, forced to sit on it as George approached the boy. A big, hungry grin appeared on the predator’s face as he began drooling.

“I finally have you all to myself now,” he said under his breath. Luke was exhaling rapidly, his eyes so wide with fear they looked like they could pop out at any moment. He was all alone with a stranger who wanted to do scary things to him. He desperately wanted to be near his big brother.

He brought his face closer to Luke’s while Luke squeezed his eyes shut praying his older brother would come and open the bathroom stall they were in. George’s waste was now between Luke’s legs. The predator tilted his head and locked his lips into Luke’s lips, causing Luke to feel the young man’s big wet tongue, sliding against his tongue. Luke felt this huge urge to vomit. Luke let out muffled whimpers as George continued making out with him.

While making out with him he pulled down Luke’s shorts and began rubbing his hands on the kid’s thighs close to his business area.

Luke wanted to bite George’s tongue and try to make a run for it but was terrified that would only put him in more danger and make things worse.

This felt like long horrendous hours for Luke despite it only being fifteen minutes so far. Finally, George separated his lips from Luke’s to catch his breath. The two were panting.

“P-please…Let me g-g-go…I…I want my big b-b-brother,” Luke stammered in a shaky, high pitched voice.

“Listen here, you little shit…If you so much as breath a word about this to your big brother or anyone else I will FUCKING MURDER YOU…Understand?” George threatened in a menacing voice, causing Luke to shiver more. The boy nodded rapidly in agreement.

—-

After thirty minutes more of George making out with Luke, while tearing off his clothes and feeling his body, George inched his face away from Luke’s but still cornered him. George then said, “Alright, I’m gonna let you go now, but when we meet up with Kyle and the others I want you to stop crying, act like everything is normal and keep calm. And remember to keep your mouth shut about this. If you don’t do as I say then you and I are gonna have some serious problems. Understand?”

Luke silently nodded. After George let Luke go and Luke put on his clothes, Luke struggled to get himself to stop himself from crying but eventually did so. The second Luke and George went out the bathroom Luke couldn’t help but start sprinting away from George, eager to find his brother.

“Kyle!…Kyle!” Luke cried out.

“Dammit, you little shit! What part of acting normal do you not understand!?” George groaned in frustration while running behind Luke.

Tears began rolling down Luke’s cheeks again, he knew he wasn’t supposed to cry but he couldn’t help it. He desperately wanted to see his brother again.

“Luke?” Luke heard a familiar voice call out to him.

Luke spotted his older brother not too far away. Luke began sobbing as he got closer to Kyle. When he got to him Luke threw his arms around Kyle’s waist and buried his face into Kyle’s chest, bawling his eyes out while clinging onto him for dear life.

“What the hell!?” Kyle questioned while looking down at the trembling kid. He then glanced at George who approached him and Luke looking panicked while muttering under his breath, “Aw shit.”

Kyle’s suspension from earlier came back but it was more powerful this time. He wrapped his arms around Luke while glaring at George, “Why the fuck is my brother crying!? Did you do something to him!?”

“I-I uh…” George stammered trying to think of a lie.

“Answer my goddamn question, you fucking dumbass! Did you hurt my fucking brother!?” Kyle shouted aggressively.

“N-no, of course not. I’d never hurt him. You see, someone else tried to hurt him and I protected him,” George lied.

“If you’re lying I swear to god I’m gonna kill you. Now get lost,” Kyle demanded. George nodded before entering the theater room that he was initially in. The movie was still playing as Kyle and Luke sat outside of the theater room, on an indoor bench with no backrest. Luke sniffled and wiped his tears away, trying to gain composure as Kyle patted his back.

“Think you can tell me who hurt you now?” Kyle asked.

“I-I’m sc-sc-scared…h-he said if I tell what happened…he’ll…h-h-hurt me more…” Luke uttered out.

Kyle’s blood boiled with burning rage, he swore on his life that whoever hurt his little brother was going to get beaten to a bloody pulp with his own hands. Kyle took a deep breath and placed his hand on Luke’s head.

“You know there’s no way in hell I’m gonna let that happen right? As long as I’m around I ain’t letting that bastard lay a finger on you again,” Kyle promised.

Luke took a deep breath, “I-it was your friend…the one that took me to the bathroom…”

“That motherfucker,” Kyle muttered. His brows furrowed, his face grew red and he curled his hands into fists.

“He-he did some scary things like t-touching my th-th-thighs a-and k-k-kissing me…I was so scared!!” Luke exclaimed while tearing up and hugging himself.

Kyle felt the urge to take a knife, open George’s mouth and dig the knife deep into his mouth. He desperately wanted to gorge George’s eyes out of their sockets.

“Did that prick touch you back in the theater room or in the car?” Kyle asked, his voice shaky with anger.

“H-he stared at me in the car…a-and touched my thigh in the theater which was why I wanted to go to the bathroom with you…” Luke quietly mumbled.

Kyle stood up in front of Luke and turned to face him. “Dammit, Luke! Why the fuck didn’t you tell me!?”

“I-I-I was scared!…a-and he said if I resisted…he’d kill me…” Luke stammered, shivering at the flashback of George whispering that in his ear.

Kyle let out a sigh before spreading his arms out, “Come here,” he said. Luke rushed over to his older brother and wrapped his arms around his stomach once again, burying his face into Kyle’s chest. Kyle used one hand to rub his brother’s back while the other one rubbed the boy’s head.

Luke let out muffled cries into Kyle’s chest as Kyle continued holding him.

“It’s okay…You’re safe now. When I’m done with him, that bastard won’t even look in your direction again,” Kyle said.

Later, Kyle walked Luke back to the theater and sat Luke down on his seat next to his two other friends.

“So how’s Luke? Is he feeling any better?” George whispered to Kyle, still trying to act innocent.

“Watch over Luke for me,” Kyle whispered to his other friends who nodded in agreement. He then grabbed George by the ear and roughly dragged him out of the theater room as he groaned in pain. When the two arrived outside, behind the movie theater building Kyle roughly tossed George onto the ground.

“What the hell’s your deal man!?” George cried out, sitting on the floor, his hand holding onto his bleeding ear Kyle had pulled on. Kyle looked around, there were no witnesses.

“You’re lucky I don’t have a knife with me or this would hurt a lot more,” Kyle said, “If your still alive after this then don’t you dare come near my little brother again or I WILL bring a fucking knife.”

Kyle then slammed his foot onto George’s dick, crushing it, causing him to cry out in pain. He then threw his foot extremely hard onto George’s hand that laid on the floor beside him causing the bones in that hand to get crushed and break. George screamed in pain as tears ran down his cheeks. He then took a stick and shoved it into George’s eye causing it to bleed out. George’s head fell to the ground with his mouth still hanging open.

“Dammit! He’s already knocked out!? I wasn’t finished with this fucker yet!” Kyle complained. He then let out a sigh, “Eh whatever. I hope that fucking hurt you piece of fucking shit.”

—-

That night as Luke laid in his bed, the memories of being assaulted in the bathroom by George replayed in his mind. Tears filled the boy’s eyes and his stomach ached, he felt like he was reliving it. As his heart began racing he went out of his bed, left his room and rushed over to Kyle’s room.

Meanwhile, Kyle laid in his bed, anger washing over him but this time it was anger towards himself. Luke was suffering under the hands of that bastard right under Kyle’s nose. Kyle even trusted that disgusting pedophile to be alone with his brother. If he was more observant, more smart, if only he had picked up on his brother’s cry for help, then Luke wouldn’t have to go through all the crap. Of course it was that slimy pervert’s fault but Kyle felt he was to blame as well because he could’ve easily prevented this from happening.

Kyle’s teeth clenched together as tears welled up in his eyes. Before Kyle could slam his fist into a wall, his bedroom door creaked open. Kyle quickly wiped away his tears before lifting his head up to see Luke’s small frame standing at his doorway.

“K-Kyle?…Y-you awake?” Luke stammered out, his voice cracking. The room was dark so Luke couldn’t tell if his brother was awake or not.

Kyle sighed, “What do you want, Luke?” He asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

“I-I…um…c-can I sleep with you tonight?” Luke asked while staring down and fidgeting with his fingers. His cheeks grew red, he felt so childish asking this. He was expecting Kyle to mock him and call him a baby, but to his surprise,

“Go ahead,” was what Kyle responded with while scooting over to leave more room on his bed for Luke.

“R-really?” Luke asked, his eyes widened.

“You have ten seconds before I change my mind,” Kyle answered while yawning. Luke nodded before rushing over to the bed and laying himself down beside Kyle. He then sunk his legs underneath the blanket. Luke leaned on his side facing Kule while Kyle faced the wall.

“Thanks, Kyle,” Luke whispered with a small smile as his heart rate decreased.

“Yeah yeah whatever,” Kyle mumbled. After a moment of comfortable silence Kyle whispered, “Sorry.”

“Huh? For what?” Luke asked as he raised an eyebrow.

“God, you’re so dense, do I really have to spell it out for you?” Kyle let out a sigh, “I’m sorry for being fucking blind and letting that piece of shit trick me.”

“Kyle…It’s—It’s not your fault.”

“Yes it is, Luke, I should’ve noticed how panicked you were and took you to the bathroom myself instead of letting that bastard do so. It’s my fault…I let that piece of shit have his way with you.”

Luke moved closer to Kyle, wrapped his arms around him, and rested his chin on Kyle’s shoulder. “He was your friend, you trusted him. You had no idea he was like this. Also I never straight out told you he was acting this way, you’re not a mind reader,” Luke stated. “It’s my fault for not telling you sooner ....” he added, his voice filled with shame.

“Well you should’ve told me sooner but it wasn’t your fault. You're a kid, you don’t know any better,” Kyle responded.

“Then it isn’t your fault either, Kyle.”

“Fine whatever.”

After some more comfortable silence Luke said, “Thanks for protecting me today.”

“It was nothing,” Kyle responded.

“I love you.”

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