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Just got bubba super fucking stoned lmao

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God I gotta knock my little brother up.... the thought of holding him down and fucking my knot into him while he cries.... Such a sweet, brave boy, keeping his legs spread while I suck dark hickies into his neck...

Ugh.

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"i want a baby..." i whine from my spot on your chest, my face buried in the crook of your neck. you're on your phone, hardly paying me any mind as we lie in your bed.

"why the fuck would you want one of those?" you reply, finally looking away from your phone and down at me. "besides, not like you're gonna get one. neither of us have the parts for it, stupid."

i whine into your neck again. of course we don't, and i know that, but why should that stop us from trying? it shouldn't.

"can't we at least try? please? it might work this time!" i sit up some, caging your head in with my arms on either side of your pillow. now im in your way, which is more annoying than anything, all things considered.

"christ," you roll your eyes at me, at my pleading expression. the idea of actually getting me pregnant is ridiculous to you, but you know well that if i don't get my way, i'll have a fit. your phone is set aside on the bedside table, both hands giving my hips a soft squeeze.

"fine. just know you're a brat. go get my dick since you want it that bad," one of your hands slaps my ass, making me gasp and turn a little red. your expression is amused, especially as you watch me scramble off your bed to grab the strap-on from the dresser.

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im loud when you fuck me, almost obnoxiously so but in an endearing way. mostly because you love me. putting me in a mating press was my idea, but you love it regardless. the visible bulge in my stomach from your cock makes both our heads spin. it feels too good. my hands grasp the sheets below, my knuckles turning white from the intense grip.

"b-big brother! oh fuck, big brother," i moan, eyelids fluttering when the thick, silicon tip of your cock meets my cervix. though you're panting from exertion, the sound of skin slapping and squelching filling the air, you manage a smug grin.

"better start calling me daddy if we're gonna have a baby, huh, bubs?" you say, and my walls squeeze tight. i get louder as you continue fucking me, your nails digging into the backs of my thighs, the pain adding to my pleasure. our pleasure. i dont need to respond, you know im in heaven just from being under you.

"cmon, baby bro, make me a daddy."

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im wet now. - angel

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Making my little brother call me dad because I’m the one who fucking raised him. I deserve this title. C’mon kiddo, show dad how good you are at taking cock.

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big brother giving us matching cigarette burns on our wrists like a fucked up friendship bracelet

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crawling into dad’s lap while he’s asleep in his favorite chair, the late night infomercials softly rambling on in the background. “why aren’t you in bed, little one?” he mumbles, barely opening one eye. “i had a bad dream.” dad scoops me in his arms and holds me tight to him, my legs draped over his thighs. “you can sleep right here with daddy then.”

i don’t know why dad always sleeps in his chair and never with mom anymore. it’s not as comfy out here as their bed is. but i squirm around on dad until i find a comfy position. i start feeling something grow beneath me like it always does. dad always says it’s where he keeps his love for me.

his love pressing between my legs makes me feel funny, and it makes me move my hips a little. but i don’t really want to move away from dad’s love. i just want to feel as much of it as i can. the tingling feels even better the more i wiggle around.

i start to wonder if i’m keeping dad awake by moving too much. i look up to see if he’s back asleep yet, but he’s looking down at me wide-eyed and smiling. “don’t stop now, sweetie. it feels good doesn’t it?”

i nod sheepishly, not understanding why it feels so good or why he doesn’t want me to stop. but i know i love my dad and i can feel how much love he has poking me between my legs.

“sweetheart, i think you’re finally old enough for me to put my love inside of you.”

“inside? how?”

“just trust me, sweet one, i’ll show you. i just need you to stay very quiet so we don’t wake mommy okay?”

“okay dad i promise i’ll be quiet.”

dad slowly takes off my pjs and then his own. he runs his hand over my body in a way he hasn’t before. he pinched and massaged my chest and it made the tingles bigger between my legs. i started leaking on his thigh and got scared.

“i’m sorry dad. i didn’t mean to go pee on you.”

“baby that’s not pee. that’s your love leaking out for mine. it’s letting me know you’re ready. look…”

dad slides his finger between my small kid slit and it emerges soaking wet. he licks it with his tongue and then pushes his finger to my lips for me to taste the rest. it’s sweet and not too sticky, and I really like the flavor of it.

“kiddo, i’m doing this because i love you so much and i can’t store up all the love any longer. i need you to be a big kid for me and let me put all of it in, okay?”

“of course dad!”

“big push sweetie. remember to stay quiet.”

why does he keep telling me to be q— oh! oh my god. dad pushes in his thick adult cock into me and it hurts a lot. i can’t fit it all! i can’t take it! but he told me to be quiet so i just whimper and cry into his chest.

“that’s it baby. you can take it. it’s your fault it hurts. it’s only that big because i love you so much.”

i look up at dad with tears in my eyes and he puts his lips over mine. he starts kissing me like i see in the movies, with his tongue licking at my lips and teeth. i try to mimick what he does, and lick his tongue with mine. i can feel his dad cock twitching inside my little cunnie while i make out with him.

“oh fuck you’re so tight. i’ve never been in someone so small. i’m gonna fill you up baby.”

he grabs my hips hard and thrusts into me as quick as he can. i’m biting into his shoulder to keep from screaming.

“oh. oh oh. you’re doing so good, kiddo. so good. here comes my love. fuck, i love you kiddo.”

warm love starts spilling out of my dad and into me. i feel it dripping out around him onto his lap. he’s holding me tight to his chest, his sweat coating my body while his adult cock softens in me.

“i love you so much sweetie.”

“i love you too dad.”

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Thinking of big brother/Dad holding me down and pumping his second load into me while I cry and beg him not to, having my face shoved into the mattress to shut me up.

“Don’t be stupid, boys can’t get pregnant.”

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Big Bro moaning about how Little Bro's mouth is so much better than his girlfriend's! Little Bro's face is covered in slobber and pre-cum and he smiles up at his Big Bro with stars in his eyes.

"That's right. You always look so pretty when I praise you huh, Sweet Boy?"

He smiles as he cups the back of Little Bro's neck and shoves him back down.

"Make more pretty noises and I'll praise you more, deal?"

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wuz bullymutt. cute lil siblings should rb this so I can find old moots ♡⁠(⁠˃͈⁠ ⁠દ⁠ ⁠˂͈⁠ ⁠༶⁠ ⁠)

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sleepy lil brother cunt whennn

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big brother who takes advantage of how much his little brother idolizes him, trusts him, wants him to think he's cool too. keeps denying him hanging out because "you're not man enough", "i'm a bad influence", "you couldn't handle it".

finally he brings the little brother out on the roof with him, letting him hang out in his "dangerous" private space, lights up a joint just waiting for the younger to beg for it.

"are you sure you can take it?" yeah of course he is, duh. blowing it at his face, letting him try to catch it like a puppy with a hose, but that's not enough, lil bro wants to prove he's a real man too, take a real hit. of course it leaves him coughing and gagging, but all buzzy and floaty too. he can hardly resist when his big bro pulls him in after the next drag, roughly grabbing his cheeking and smashing their mouths together, shotgunning the smoke into his lungs as his eyes go wide. the taste of smoke, chapped lips and rough stubble, he can only gasp and cough in surprise as he's released. a firm hand on his shoulder as he gags his lungs out, bent over double, keeping him steady so he doesn't fall.

he starts to feel it in his body, the roof seems much higher now, roof more slanted, and he clings onto his big bro's arm. it just feels so comforting and safe to be held against his chest, warm flannel that smells like his bro. he just becomes so pliant and floaty, it's so hard to remember why it's wrong for his brother's hands to be trailing under his shirt, calloused fingers teasing his nipples and rubbing his tdick through his jeans. all he can do is cling onto his brother and whine like the good puppy he is.