I hated my little brother so much because he would bully me every single day. He was an all-star jock and I was just a nerdy faggot. He was everything I want to be. He was muscular, got all the girls, and a true definition of an alpha male. My little brother also had an 8 inch cock and would walk around our room naked bragging about it's size. Also after he caught me naked and saw that my penis was only 5 inch, he started to humiliate me. He laughed and call me a little sissy bitch. That my dick was more like a pussy and that he was the TRUE BIG Brother now. I begged him to stop but it was to late! He began threaten to tell the whole school of my tiny predicament if I didn't do what he said. So I asked him what his demands were. He told me that the bedroom was his kingdom now and I must fall his rules. I did obey in these were his rules....
I had to call my little brother TRUE BIG Brother for now on. No matter if it was in front of my parents, at school, or even infront of cute boys.
I could no longer wear my boxers but had to wear briefs. Which the only briefs that I had were little kid cartoon briefs that had super heros on them. Or I had to wear the panties that my big brother had keep as trophies from pass girls he fucked.
I could no longer jack off. My big brother didn't like the idea of some sort of queer thinking about guys as I whack off in his room. If he caught me or even thought I was doing he would tell our parents and I would have to confess to it. Which our parents are very religious so that would cause them to paddle me or even let my brother spank me. They believed he was a better Christian and that maybe I could learn from him.
I had to clean the room and do all of my big brothers laundry. I had to clean his dirty jock by hand and iron it on game days. After game days when his buddies would hangover, he would tell them to give me their clothes and force me to do their laundry.
Also I had to be his servant. When he had buddies sleep over id have to get them anything they want while wearing panties. They would laugh at me and tell my brother that I was well trained woman. Sometimes when they were drinking they make me dance around like a female stripper and laugh at me. They even make grind and twerk on their laps. I would be able to feel their erected penises and how much they were enjoying it. Some would even cream a little showing a wet spot on their pants.