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“please, please, pleeaaase!”

“dude, no!” a green shell hurtles past you. “hey, uncool!”

your little brother ignores you, zooming forward with a mushroom before lightning strikes both of you. “oh, come on,” you groan, picking up your fallen coins and getting a move on. you’ve slipped to fourth place, but you’re still beating him by five spots.

“why not,” he whines, and you roll your eyes, focusing on the game.

“it’s stupid,” you tell him firmly, ignoring the pulse of heat in your belly as you say, “you know i can’t—”

“just let me try!” he insists, hitting a koopa with a red shell. “maybe it’ll work.”

you don’t bother arguing that statement.

“look,” he says firmly. “if i win this, you’ll let me. okay?”

you hesitate. you’re almost in third place. “win like beat me, or win like get first?” you ask, stalling. you slam into peach and can practically hear her cursing at you.

“beat you,” he says.

“no.” it’s immediate. “you gotta get first.”

“fine.”

you start the final lap in third place. he’s in seventh now. there’s no way.

a red shell hurtles out of fucking nowhere. you desperately try to dodge, but it’s no use. you eat dirt. “fuck!” you yell. he’s cackling and you mentally flip him off, not daring to take your hands off your controller as you dust yourself off and keep going.

he’s in fifth. you’re in fourth again. he can’t possibly win.

he had a fucking bullet bill stocked right after the red shell. he rockets past you, throwing himself back into his bean bag, not even holding the controller anymore, as his character runs through the finish line with a shout of triumph.

first place.

his arms are spread wide in a glorious flourish. he tilts his head at you as you grudgingly roll across the finish line too, with much less fanfare.

“a deal’s a deal.” he grins. your mouth goes dry as you see the tent in his sweatpants.

“jesus, dude,” you mutter, pushing down the swirling heat in your belly as you sit up, throwing your controller to the carpeted floor. “fine.”

he stands up so fast he looks dizzy, locking the door and tripping toward you. “come on, come on. on the bed.”

you stand, letting him push you onto your own bed, the game still playing reruns so mom won’t notice a thing. he crawls on you like he can’t wait to be inside you, fumbling with his pants, kicking them off eagerly. his cock is already hard and almost leaking, you can see a wet patch on his underwear before he pulls them down too.

“you played like that?” you say skeptically.

“i won like that, man,” he says, undoing your fly. “help me out here.”

you tug your pants and boxers down, and he strokes his fingers lightly up and down your cock. it’s already half hard, and he grins. “what about you, huh?”

“shut the fuck up man,” you whine.

he pulls your legs up to your chest. “hold them there,” he orders. your ass is already loose and slick from earlier. he shoves two fingers, then a third, inside, thrusting quickly. the sudden intrusion chokes a moan from you. “good,” he murmurs. the praise warms you even if it’s for the state of your hole, not for you.

he pulls his fingers out and lines his tip up with your hole. “hold here,” he says, his fingers in a ring around the base of your cock. “don’t you dare come until i tell you.”

you chafe against your little brother giving you orders, but he squeezes your hard cock tight enough to hurt, and you gasp, your head falling back onto your bed. “hold it,” he says again. you wrap your fingers around your own cock, squeezing tightly. you look down at his cock, hard and thick, no condom for the first time, the tip wet and shiny, right before he shoves into you all in one go.

the sudden intrusion feels like it’s splitting you open. he moans loudly, slapping a hand to his own mouth and biting down to avoid letting any more sounds tumble from his lips. you can feel his skin against your slick, tight walls as he slowly bottoms out, balls pressed against your skin, and leans close.

a mating press.

your eyes are already glassy, helpless. his face is a centimetre away and you can feel his hot breath on your lips. “ready?”

you whine, swallowing hard and nodding. he pulls out and slams into you again, setting off with a steady hard pace that feels like a fucking machine.

you can feel his cock going deeper each time as he stretches you out, and your thighs are pressed against your body, his torso flat on yours every time. “keep— holding— on—” he pants. “can’t have you coming already.”

you whine, squeezing your cock at an awkward angle as he slams into you. “you like that?” he grins, lashes fluttering as he struggles to keep control. “you like being bred by your little brother, huh?”

your belly feels like a pool of heat. you’ve never felt so full, and a moan falls from your lips. you squeeze your cock tighter, feeling it pulse against your hand. “fuck, bro—”

“you wanna have my babies, huh? you wanna be filled up with your little brothers cum? you wanna swell with his fucking babies?”

you whimper as his cock drills into you, his thrusts becoming sloppier. his arms are shaking. “let go of your cock,” he gasps. “i wanna be closer, i wanna be closer big bro, please.”

you release it immediately, pulling your hand to the side. the burn in your thighs is so fucking good, you can’t believe you thought this was stupid. “please,” you whine. “please, please, please, breed me, fill me up, cum in me, please.” the words tumble from your lips faster than you can stop them. he slams into you faster, his breaths coming in gasps.

“more,” you beg. “more, more, more!” his cock pounds into you so deep you can almost imagine he could hit your womb if he tried hard enough. you almost believe he could fill you with babies. he could, he could. the friction and pressure as he slams against your cock brings you to the edge, and you cum with a sob.

“please, i wanna have your babies," you whine, cum slick on your belly as he slides against you. "i wanna have your babies, fill me up, fill me with your babies, please, please, please!”

his lips hit yours as you speak, and you’re kissing, mouths fumbling and sliding against each other, open and wet and desperate, as he thrusts into you fast as he can and finally cums. he pushes deep into you and doesn’t pull back as wet, sticky cum fills you. his hot breaths fill your mouth as his cock pulses inside your ass. breeding you. getting you pregnant.

after a minute he starts to pull away. you whine, grabbing his ass and shoving him back inside. “no, no! gotta— gotta stay inside. keep it all inside me. better odds.”

he settles his full weight on you again. “yeah,” he hums contentedly, nestling his face into the crook of your neck. “you’ll be pregnant in no time.”

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jacking off is so awesome until you cum then you look down at your hands and wonder if you should seek clinical psychiatric attention for what you just jerked it to

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

just had the most enlightened thought in the world. darrow and cassius’ canon “brother” relationship after julian’s death being weirder and even more “replacement julian”-ish and simultaneously sexual and getting to a super fauxcesty point until cassius discovers darrow was the one who killed julian and man wouldn’t that be interesting now

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he was always my little sister, i’d watch out for him like a big brother was supposed to, keep an eye on the boys he hung around with, because my little sister was so pretty, cute kid, two years younger than me

it’s not weird to notice that sorta thing, right? i mean, my little sister was pretty. real pretty. it’s normal to notice. gotta protect him.

he started stealing my clothes and shit and at first i thought he was messing with me, but then he started wearing them. first around the house, then in public, and i didn’t know what to make of that except he was a tomboy and i didn’t know how to feel about that except that i should stop looking at my little sister with such a possessive feeling in my chest.

but its normal to be possessive over your baby sister, right? maybe not so normal to like seeing him in your clothes, not so normal to wanna pull em off and—

anyway, when he came out as trans i was his biggest supporter, didn’t really care all that much as long as he was happy. it’s kinda weird tho, im so.. aware of it, you know? like, he’s still pretty but he’s clearly a boy, he’s 17 now and he’s on T and he looks good, but it’s like. i know what’s under his clothes, i’ve known him his whole life, and when he stretches i see his flat tummy and clear skin and i wanna—

anyway. i dunno. so maybe i had a little crush on my brother, but it’s not like i was gonna say anything. i swear i wasn’t gonna do anything about it or nothing.

sometimes we’d talk about being a guy and i’d give him advice and shit, and he grin and thank me and id ruffle his hair and feel weird about wanting more. sometimes we’d smoke together and i’d try to figure out whether suggesting shotgunning would be too far (i always chickened out every time)

one time though. he comes into my room and i’m sitting at my spinning desk chair smoking a joint and he grabs it and takes a long drag, passes it back, flops on my bed with a heavy smoke-filled exhale, and he says to me, “can i ask you something?”

i say sure, and he asks, “what’s it like having a dick?”

and we’ve talked about sex and shit and joked about things like brothers do, like any guys do, but never, ever has he just asked something like that. before i can say anything he continues. “like, in your pants. and is it heavy? does it feel weird between your legs? when you jerk off what’s it feel like in your hand?”

and blame it on trying to seem casual and overcompensating, blame it on the weed, blame it on being a freak plain and simple and hoping, hoping for something more, but i laughed and said, “sounds like you wanna see it or something”

silence. dead fucking silence for a long long few moments. and i spin my stupid chair cursing in my stupid head and already saying “shit, man, sorry that was weird—” until i see him lying there, propped up on an elbow, eyes wide and mouth a little agape and i’ve seen that face before, just not on my goddamn little brother.

and i laugh again, weaker, and it trails off and dies in my chest. and i say, “oh shit, you actually do, don’t ya?”

for the first time he looks really uncertain. and then he says, “yeah. that’s weird. sorry.”

and fuck me, but i’m a weak fucking man, and maybe he didn’t want it like i wanted it but this would be jerk-off material to sustain me for fucking years. so i said “nah, it’s not.”

i put out the joint fast, got up and locked the door, and sat down on the bed beside him. and said, “fuck, uh. you want me to just like. whip it out?”

“um. can i..?”

shit. i nodded and my little brother undid my fly and i helped him tug my jeans down, and he reached in to my boxers. he seemed unsure whether to go in from the waistband or lower so i led his hand with mine and god god god it was taking all my willpower not to let my cock get hard and i was losing that battle

“uh,” i said, and i thought fast to something that made any sorta sense. “obviously it’s kinda awkward so um, that happens sometimes when you’re nervous”

wasn’t sure if it was true or not. didn’t care. he nodded like it was and put his hand around my cock and pulled it out fully

i tugged my boxers down a little bit, and he just held my cock in the palm of his hand. hummed softly, like he was confirming something. “so, uh, is it… how you expected?”

“yeah, sorta.” he paused. “can i… do something really weird?”

my heart lurched in my chest and i laughed it off, said “can’t get much weirder than this. why not? whaddya want?”

“can i… sit on your lap and pretend it’s mine?”

he wasn’t looking at me when he said it, and that was probably for the best because my face must’ve been a sight. “yeah,” i said, thinking even as i said it that this was crossing so many lines and fuck if he was pretending then wouldn’t he have to take his pants and boxers off for it to be convincing in the slightest and “yeah, sure”

he nodded, and stripped his pants and boxers off, all the way, so i pulled mine all the way off and threw em on the floor too. and maybe i should’ve felt used, but when my little brother sat on my lap with his back against my chest and let the lips of his pussy open for the base of my cock, i didn’t feel nothin except harder than ive ever been in my life

he put his hand under my cock again, like he was weighing it, and brushed the tip with his thumb, and i swear to god a little bead of precum rolled down

“do you…” i stopped. i couldn’t ask for more, even though it seemed like he wanted to move his hand, wanted to know… i couldn’t, not even under the guise of offering, of helping. this was getting way too fucking selfish.

but he wriggled on my lap, turned around and looked at me, my little brother, his big eyes wide and innocent and his teeth nibbling just a little on his bottom lip and he said, “can i?”

and i wasn’t certain if he was asking what i thought but it didn’t really matter, because i would’ve let him do just about anything right then and there.

and he did. he started stroking me, uncertain at first but then more and more confident, and i said “hang on” and fell on my back, reached far backwards as i could to my nightstand and grabbed lube from the drawer.

“this is—”

“lube, right?” his hand was still wrapped so relaxed around my cock, and he said “didn’t realise you needed it to jerk off, sorry”

“it’s more comfortable,” and i tried not to think about my little brother knowing what lube was at all, mostly because thinking about him watching and seeing and reading porn and shit would’ve brought me to the edge right there

i let him put some lube on his hand and jerk me off. “can i—”

“yeah,” he said, before i finished. i put my hand on his and gently guided him, slowing his pace down, and i could smell our shampoo in his hair, and the laundry detergent mom used, and my chin was on his shoulder and i felt breathless, my hips twitching as my little brother jerked me off, and then i buried my face in his neck to muffle a moan and fuck, the warmth of his skin and the smell of soap and everything was so fucking overwhelming and i wanted to kiss his neck, suck on it, but i held back

until i heard him whining under his breath, like he was holding back sounds, gasping every time my hips rocked involuntarily, and i asked him, real quiet, plausible deniability if i chickened out, into his neck, “is this just about this or do you want more?”

his breath caught, fluttered, and for a moment he didn’t say anything. and then i heard him say “fuck. i want more. i want more so bad”

“can i fuck you.” i said it so fast, so rough it wasn’t even a question. for half a second i was so fucking scared id somehow read it wrong and now we’d never be the same, until he said “yes, yes, yes please yes” and lifted his hips, pulling my cock up aligned with his hole, and i swore

“you wanna ride me like this? where you are now?”

“i just want you now, now, now!”

i reached under him and put my tip right up to his hole, and said “okay, lower onto it. slow, slow!”

i could feel his thighs trembling as he lowered himself down onto my cock, and he was so fucking wet i couldn’t believe i hadn’t noticed it, and he was so fucking tight too, but he lowered himself all the way, letting out the sweetest little noises as he did, and once he was sitting on my cock, whole thing inside him deep and tight, i felt him clench around me, and he turned around so his face was just able to face mine, and asked, “can i kiss you first?”

i leaned forward so fast and caught his lips with mine, and it was like i wanted to eat him alive, i swear. maybe im a freak for that, but ive never wanted nobody more than my little brother right then. our tongues were in each others mouths like that and he bit my bottom lip and he sucked on me like he wanted every bit of me inside him as soon as he could get it, and his pussy was clenching, pulsing around my cock as we made out, and my hands finally got to touch touch TOUCH that flat tummy and clear skin and then he pulled back and turned around and slowly lifted up and slammed himself down onto my cock

my hand whipped up to my mouth cause i had to bite it to keep the moan inside, but then i changed my mind and wrapped my mouth on the meat of his shoulder and sucked him instead, my fingers going to his mouth and filling him up to keep him quiet. my little brother fucked himself on my cock, and we were just gasping breaths and squelching wet sounds and the quietest creaking of the bed for a good five minutes until i couldn’t fucking take it anymore, the slow and hard, and i picked him up by his thighs and spun us around on the bed, had him in doggy style and thought, fuck, i wanna see his face

awful romantic, ain’t it? big brother wants to see his little brothers face while he fucks him raw

i pulled out and he whined, the first sound in a while, until i flipped him over onto his back. he was staring up at me and his face was flushed and hot, i could feel it when i reached out to touch it, and his lips were parted as he panted like a dog

and i put my tip to his pussy and shoved my cock in him fast and rough and started fucking him with a pace like a wild animal

his head was thrown back and he kept letting out these little “uhn, uhn, uhn” sounds until i put my hand over his mouth, and then i just heard these gasping, gulping noises muffled that nobody else would hear in a million years, and i fucked him like that, and our eyes made contact as tears filled his up and his hips thrust up into me as i thrust into him over and over because he wanted it, he wanted me, he wanted me and that was all i’d wanted all this time

and i said, real quiet, “i’m gonna come,” and took my hand off his mouth. and i said again, “i’m gonna come,” because he didn’t say anything then, and now he said, “do it inside”, and his voice broke but his stare was firm

and i didn’t have any diseases or nothing but i wasn’t so sure about that, but he said “it’s okay i promise i promise” and suddenly i wondered if maybe i wasnt the only one who’d been wanting things for a while, but i didn’t question him then, just fucked into him as hard as i wanted as fast as i wanted until i cummed in him and felt it filling him up, deep inside, and i held my cock pushed firmly there like i was trying to breed him, like i was trying to get my little brother—

when i started to pull out he grabbed my ass so hard i stopped short, and he said, “don’t you dare pull out. stay. lie down. stay in me,” and i did

i lied down on my little brother, our still clothed chests flat against each other, my cock buried deep inside him, my cum filling him up wet and hot and sticky, and i lied there for half an hour, face buried in his sweaty neck, absently licking and kissing at his skin, as he traced patterns on my back, and i don’t know when we fell asleep but we were still wrapped in each other, i was still inside him, hours later when mom came home from work and shouted, “boys! i’m back, d’you wanna come help with dinner?”

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just had maybe the most enlightened thought in the world. darrow and cassius’ canon “brother” relationship after julian’s death being weirder and even more “replacement julian”-ish and simultaneously sexual and getting to a super fauxcesty point until cassius discovers darrow was the one who killed julian and man wouldn’t that be interesting now

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THESE ARE MY FUCKING POSTSSSSSS... well not the top one but THATS MY BLOG THAT REBLOGGED IT.. AUGHHH but when i open them I CANT FIND THEM. and there was AT LEAST one other that showed up a few months ago but i cant find it now or remember keywords. it was sibcest and uhhhhhh i dont remember more than that really

anyway if anybody knows how to find old posts from a terminated blog MY LIFE IS YOURS.

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if anybody can find my old post from my terminated blog @eltaninequuleus where i wrote about a gender non-specific human with a pussy and their centaur partner named rhael who'd been reluctant to fuck them until they finally convinced him and harnessed themself on his underbelly and fucked themself, please lmk. i want it back but i didnt fucking back it up and AUHGHH im mad about it

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tw; intox, fauxcest, grooming(?)

it starts when you turn 18. maybe you've had friends whose parents smoke, never anything worse than a cigarette around you and your friends, but their home still has that skunky smell to it.

the same skunky smell that lingers on your brother's clothes. nothing washes it out, so stained in the very fibers of the fabric that it's ingrained in your brother's presence. so very him in a comforting way that makes your stomach tingle with warmth. you're not sure why.

he smokes in his room, and now that you're 18, whenever you're together. at first, you don't ask when he pulls a joint from a metal tube stashed in the top drawer of his desk and sparks it right in front of you. he doesn't bother to offer you a hit, either. he'd feel guilty about corrupting his little brother. and then you get used to the smell, and it becomes your smell, too, no longer just your brother's. he smokes regularly, you've found, because whenever he's in his room, there's a joint in his hand.

one day, you wander into his room without knocking to find your older brother seated at his desk, smoking as usual. it's not like you've never been curious about it because whenever he smokes, you feel a little lighter - a contact high. so you walk over to him, standing beside his desk for a second to just watch.

"need somethin'?" he asks, his joint half-smoked and dangling from his lips, his eyes briefly flickering to you.

"can... can i try?" you point to said joint. he looks really good smoking, you find. maybe you will, too.

"hm?" he glances at the dangling fire hazard, high but not enough to be unaware. "oh, sure."

you're confused when he pauses his game and grabs you by the back of the neck, his free hand securing the spliff as he takes a long drag, only to press his fingers just behind your jaw, forcing your mouth open like a dog. it all makes sense when he brings you closer with that grip, and blows the smoke out into your mouth until it's all gone. you inhale, a fast learner, but it's a lot for a new smoker. why do your boxers feel wetter than before?

he watches you cough, your cheeks turning red and your eyes tearing up, with a slightly sadistic smile. a smile that only widens when you recover and say, "can we do that again?"

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Just the tip, don't be a baby!

You narrow your eyes as your big brother smiles down at you. He came into your room with a bizarre proposal. His new girlfriend was being a prude, making him wait forever to fuck. He told you he was so pent up it hurt, and brothers are supposed to help each other out.

Look it's not a big deal! I'll stick in the tip, jerk it a little, pull out when I'm ready to cum. It won't hurt you any, and it'll help me get some release. You're uneasy, but you're terrible at saying no to your big brother.

Fine, but you owe me huge. Your brother breaks out in a grin. You're the best bro! He unzips his pants and pulls out his dick. You double take, your brother is massive.

Alright so just lay down.. You do. You pull down your boxers and spread your legs on your bed, not meeting your big brother's hungry eyes. He climbs onto the bed and kneels between your legs. He eyes your holes and slides his hand up and down his impressive shaft. Your tdick is visibly erect and throbbing, despite the discomfort on your face.

Your brother adjusts himself above you, brings the head of his cock to your hole. I'm serious man only the tip and you pull out when you bust. Your brother nods impatiently. Yeah yeah kid I get it now can I..? He touches his tip to your dripping entrance and you gasp. You nod and he thrusts in the head of his cock with a satisfied groan.

Oh man you're tight.. that's fucking nice.. He starts rocking his hips, pushing the tip of his cock in and out of your entrance. You tell yourself it doesn't count, you're just helping your bro jerk off. You don't think about how it feels when hard ridges of the head of your brother's cock slide against your entrance and sink inside.

Your brother's eyes are glassy, and you don't recognize the way he looks at you. The way you grip his head feels too good, he needs just a little more. You don't notice at first that his thrusts are starting to sink his cock past the tip. When you do you start, and try to push him off.

That wasn't the deal man! He pulls back out to his tip. Oh sorry sorry bro I forgot.. He's still rocking his tip in and out and you start to settle into the rhythm. He feels you relax under him and hesitantly pushes into you past his head. You don't react so he gives you another inch of his shaft.

Hey! You put your hands on his chest and try to firmly push him off but this time he grabs your wrists and pins them over your head while he pushes in further. Oooh man sorry bro but you're too tight.. fuck kid you're gonna have to take my whole cock. You stare up at your brother in disbelief as he closes his eyes and gradually pushes into you, vacant smile across his face.

Noooo please don't.. Your brother's cock is stretching you painfully. You let out a soft cry as his balls slap against you, bottoming out inside. Then he pulls out all the way, and slams back down with a satisfied moan. Oh fuck bro I'm sorry but I need- you just gotta let me fuck you now I can't stop.

He pulls out and sinks his entire length inside you over and over. With each brutal thrust you let out a pained ah ah ah while your brother pleasures himself. You're growing accustomed to the sensation and it almost feels good, when he starts fucking you faster and tears well up in your eyes.

Your brother's sweat drips down on you as he pounds you into the mattress and you realize he's going to cum. Ok bro you gotta pull out remember! You look up at him with pleading eyes and without slowing his driving hips he says Yeah- yeah dude I'll try.. Your stomach drops.

No come on you have to! You struggle against him but he has your wrists in vice grips and he far outweighs you. He fucks you uninterrupted while he pants. I'm gonna try my- try my best to pull out but- oooh fuuuck- you're just really tight man that's not my fault. Your brother looks down at you, this soft stupid kid, and feels a need to ruin you. He can't pull out, this was gonna be the best nut of his life.

He closes his eyes and pounds you until you're incoherent, whimpering under the brutal assault. Mmfuck unh unh unh unh uuuuuuhhh your brother cums deep then keeps rocking back and forth inside you as he empties himself and pushes it deeper.

Aww man I guess I forgot to pull out. He rolls off of you and hops out of bed smiling. Thanks for being a good sport!

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Angry younger brother violently raping his older brother against the counter, mocking him for crying and begging is kinda based actually.

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big bro finding out about my special time with dad. he sticks his head in my room without knocking, as he always does, only this time he sees me, facing the door, bouncing up and down on dad- his hands gripping my hips and guiding me. at first i think hes going to do something about it, but he just stands there looking shocked. as i keep bouncing, letting out my mewling noises, his gaze locked on my chest, i watch a tent begin to form in his shorts. dad lets out a grunt and holds me up so he can thrust faster into me, and my brother startles; he quickly leaves the room, but i know he'll bring it up to me soon.

im proven right the next day when dads at work. my brother comes up to me while im watching cartoons. he stands right in front of the tv and asks how long ive been doing that with dad. i tell him im not sure, a couple months? i notice the bulge in his pants. he tells me im going to have to start doing him favours, otherwise he'll tell dad that i told him about our special time. im upset, but i agree. what choice do i have?

he makes me take out his dick, orders me to suck it. i do my best, but i haven't done this with daddy very much yet and i know im not great at it. bro watches my little butt wiggle every time i try to take him down my throat and decides he's had enough- he wants to move on. i tell him he can rub against me in my panties but he can't put it in! dad knows everything and he told me that hole is just for him. he'll know if bro puts it in and he'll be super mad.

big bro starts rubbing his cock between my legs, dragging up and down where he knows my entrance is. he slides his cock underneath my panties, watching it move between my cheeks under them as he thrusts nice and fast. finally he gets sick of them and pulls my underwear down around my knees. i remind him he can't put it in, and he says "of course, it just feels better like this"

he continues rubbing his cock on me, right against my hole, his tip catching with every thrust. he pulls back for a moment and i think he might be done, only to feel the head of his cock starting to press into my hole. "please no, dad will know! you can't put it in bro, dad's gonna know! he will i promise!" he refuses to listen and continues sliding his cock into me, little by little until he's all the way inside.

im still begging him to take it out as he starts thrusting into me, fucking me fast and hard just like dad does, grunting and groaning about how good my hole feels around him. "i dont care if dad knows i put my cock inside you. its not my fault youre such an easy slut for every man in the family." my hole is so wet his balls smack loudly against me with every thrust, yet i still try to protest in between my moans. "i bet dad wouldnt even be mad," big bro says, not slowing down, "i bet hed like watching his kids fuck like this. i bet he'd get off watching me ruin your little hole. you're so fucking wet, i think you like it too. who's cock do you like better, huh? dad's or your big brother's?" im struggling to think clearly as he pounds into me, i start crying out "dad, daddy, dad, dad" as he fucks me- answering his question or crying out for help, even i couldnt tell you.

big bro starts fucking me harder anyways. "oh you like dad better? yeah? then why are you cumming on my cock, huh? are you just that much of a slut?" and he's right, he reaches down to touch me as he quickens his pace and i cant take it. i start cumming as he fucks me, never slowing down for a second while i fall apart underneath him. "yeah thats right. thats what i fucking thought. cum on your big brothers cock. fuck, i wish dad would walk through the door right now and see you like this. i think im gonna fill you up. i bet dad would love to see his son cum inside you, wouldnt he?" his grunts get louder and his words get more and more obscene as he thrusts into me faster and faster, "yeah you want your big brothers cum? want me to fill you up just like dad does? fuck," bro says and with a few hard thrusts i feel his cum filling me up. he keeps fucking me as he cums, making sure it all stays deep inside.

our breathing begins to settle, but before bro even pulls out we hear the floor behind us creak. our dad looks down at us, a smirk on his face. "a very good opener indeed, son," he says as he starts to undo his belt, "but i think its time you get a front row seat to the main event."

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Little brother who’s folded in half being railed by his big brother, covered in bruises and bite marks and weakly holding onto big bros arms for support. Every thrust makes his entire body move and he’s already been filled with cum twice.

Looking up at big brother practically sobbing.

“W-will yo-you be my valentine?”

He’s full on pouting, and it makes his big brother laugh.

“God you really do have such a crush on me, don’t you? Want your big brother to be your boyfriend, huh? Fucking weirdo. Yeah I’ll be your valentine, lil bro.” As he cums inside him for a third time.

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big brother teaching little bro how to use a dildo properly for when he's away.

little bro is laid in bed wearing only one of big brother's shirts, holding his thighs to his chest to expose his dripping boycunt. big brother holds a dildo (and also one of little brother's hands♡) modeled after his own cock, thick and intimidating.

"it's really big," lil bro looks at the intimidating dildo, and big brother's cock twitches. the younger of the two whines as big brother rubs the head of the toy along his slit, paying special attention to his tdick with each pass.

"i know, but you can take it, puppy. trust me, it'll feel really good, okay?" big brother gives lil brother an encouraging smile as he lines the silicon length up with lil bro's hole, not even prepped but dripping. it's a slow breach, one that has lil bro tensing and struggling to catch his breath with every inch.

"it h-hurts," he protests. big brother ignores him and all further protests until the base of the toy rests flush with lil bro's cunt.

"see? i told you that you could do it. you're such a baby sometimes..." big bro says, letting the younger brother adjust to the size and stretch, his walls squeezing the toy tight.

"shut up," little brother whines again, biting his bottom lip. his hips squirm, silently pleading for more. so big brother withdraws the toy halfway, then shoves back in, "yeah, whatever, dude. you're the one crying 'cause you can hardly handle a fake cock in your pussy."

he sets a steady pace that keeps lil brother in bliss, a stream of soft, sweet noises spilling from him as the younger man gets used to the strange feeling of being fucked. it only feels good because it's his big brother, of course.

"m-more," lil bro pants, letting go of big brother's hand to rub his tdick hurriedly, "please, faster. i-i need- i want-"

"yeah, yeah, alright," big brother rolls his eyes and leans over the younger man, fucking the silicon cock into him faster. his newly freed hand grips lil bro's jaw and forces him into a kiss that's all tongue and teeth, biting his little brother's bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. the pulse of lil brother's walls is undeniable.

he's not surprised when lil bro cums almost right after, moaning into his mouth, his nails digging into the back of his thigh.

"that's it, puppy, cum for me. such a good mutt, taking my cock..." he mutters, the other man melting with post-orgasm bliss. big bro slides the toy out with a final kiss to lil bro's parted lips, who giggles quietly in return.

"maybe next time, i'll use my real cock. especially now that you've got practice, too. i gotta make sure you're ready all the time for me, like a good little brother should be, don't i?" big brother murmurs, discarding the toy to be cleaned later in favor of laying beside his little brother and pulling him to his chest.

"please..." lil bro mumbles, half-asleep already and clinging to his brother's side.

"fuckin' slut..."

(let me tell you, i haven't written anything with actual sex in it in two years, please be nice if you've got criticism!)

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breeding except I'm the one doing it cuz I'm forcing him to cum into me as I refuse to let him pull out <3

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(I know this is a super common trope/story but I can't help that it turns me on every single time, okay)

On a road trip with my parents and little brother but there's only one open seat in the back because the rest has to be used for storage.

Naturally, my little brother gets to sit on my lap. I'm bigger, after all, and I refused the idea to sit in his lap when our parents teased. Besides, he seemed more than content to be close to me. I couldn't help but secretly feel the same.

Being this close, I could smell the sweet scent of his body wash and shampoo. I could see his adams apple bob with every swallow. I could breathe and his hair would sway with it. We were so close I couldn't help but stare, my eyes locked on him.

I felt him squirm on my lap an hour or so in, him trying to get more comfortable on the long road trip. I couldn't help but let out a quiet groan, hoping he couldn't hear as he shifted his weight and grinded against my clothed dick. I started to instantly harden, as I cursed myself for not being able to control it.

He kept squirming however, and I could barely take it. I gripped his hips to stop him from moving. "Stop squirming." I couldn't help but growl lowly into his ear.

I couldn't see his face, but I could feel his breath hitch. When I looked over his shoulder at his lap, I saw that he was getting hard as well.

Looking in the front, I could see our mother was asleep in the passenger seat and my father didn't seem to be paying attention. Taking a gamble, not being able to think clearly enough to make any rational decisions, I slowly grinded up into my brother's ass.

I could feel him push against me, moving his hips down against mine. In order to stop my own noises, I bit down on his neck, making him gasp for air out loud. I made sure to keep an eye up front, checking every so often to make sure our dad hadn't noticed.

I wrapped my hand around his waist, pulling him as close as possible. My hand slipped under the band of his pants as I rubbed his hard cock through his boxers with long strokes. He immediately clasped his hands over his mouth to stop the moans as I continued to palm him. Some spilled out however, and I kept glancing in the front seat to make sure no one suspected, and it seemed like we were in the clear still.

After a few minutes of silent gasping and sucking noises, palming him through his boxers and him grinding his ass against my dick, we both came in our boxers. Not realizing that we weren't being as quiet as we thought we were, but too caught up in our own lust to notice.

Minutes later, still panting and trying to collect ourselves, it finally sunk in. Did I really just cum from my brother grinding on me? Did I really just jerk my little brother off?

As guilty as I felt, I also couldn't help but look at the hickey placed on my brother's neck and feel an insatiable hunger for more.

Our dad shifted uncomfortably in his seat, licking his lips as he looked in the rearview mirror that was aimed at the scene. They definitely weren't subtle or quiet enough for their attentive father not to notice. He couldn't wait to watch them again once they got to their hotel.

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Sneaking into little bros room after dad sneaks out. When he’s still all stretched and the fight has been exhausted out of him, when all he can do is lay there and cry while dad leaks out of him.

Slipping under the blankets and kissing his shoulder blades, shushing him when he starts crying and shaking his head again.

“Shhh shh it’s okay, it’s not dad. It’s me. I know I know baby, he’s so rough. I won’t be rough, I’ll be so gentle with you sweet boy. Just be good for me, I’ll make it so quick I promise.”

But big bro is better than dad, there is no drunken stumble and sloppy thrusts. It’s slow and soft and makes little bro cum too. It’s being kissed and cleaned up after, tucked in and praised for doing so so good. It’s little bros reaching out and clinging to his big brothers hand.

“Please stay…”

Dad fucked this all up on his own, basically handed his baby over to his eldest. Really just made it so fucking easy for big brother to be able to swoop in and play the knight while still getting what he wants. Because in little brothers mind, Daddy is the one who gives him boo-boos, and big brother is the one who kisses it all better.

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big brother who does to his little brother all the things their dad does to him. makes his little bro call him "dad", makes him take his cock hard and rough, shoves his face into the bed and tells him he can't even look at him (even though all he wants to do is turn him over, kiss his tears, lick his teeth and suck his tongue and nuzzle his neck and run his hands through his hair) because this is what big boys do, this is what men do, this is what dad does.