His big brother is always high out of his fucking mind. His parents talk in the kitchen about how much of a loser he is. Little brother doesn’t mind though. He lets him play his games, buys him stuff from the gas station he shouldn’t have, and when he gets really high? He lets his little brother hump his cock until they both cum. He never actually enters him, just lets him sandwich his cock between his puffy lips and slide across it. It’s enough to get them both there. And little brother is getting the familiar tingle in his stomach again.
He walks into his big brothers room, locking the door behind him. The room is dim, his brothers always been sensitive to lights so the only thing lighting the room has is some fairy lights with more than a few broken bulbs, and the old tv on his dresser. His radio is playing some old rock music and he’s spread out on his bed, completely bare except for a loose pair of boxers. The entire room stinks of weed, it makes little brother crinkle up his nose. He kicks an empty energy drink can to the side as he walks closer to the bed.
Big brother has noticed him now, smiling at him that stupid crooked grin. He raises a hand and waves at him before letting his head fall back on the mattress. His little brother climbs ontop of him, feeling his cock through his boxers and making him let out a shakey breath.
“You’re so weird. You get hard from your little brother touching you. You should be ashamed, you know that right?” He’s bent over his body, whispering in his ear while his hand works at getting him hard. “You’re so much of a loser you can’t get it anywhere else, huh? Have to rely on your little brother to make you cum.”
Little brother rolls his eyes. He knows what he wants. But he hasn’t earned it yet.
“Beg me. Beg me to get you off with my cunt.”
Big bro is whimpering beneath him, hands clutching the bed sheets so he doesn’t grab his brother and force his hips to move forward against him. He knows better than to touch without permission.
“Please? Come on…please let me feel that pretty little cunt of yours. It makes you feel good too, I know it does. Let me make you feel good.” His cock is rock hard in his brothers hand now. He always was so easy.
Little brother sighs, as if his brother is asking him some huge favor and he really needs to think it over. He tugs down his brothers boxers, watching in envy and awe as his cock slaps against his stomach. Pre is already drooling at the tip. His big brother never does last long but it’s fine, it’s kind of cute. And it’s fun to tease him for. He takes his time, getting his own bottoms off.
He’s on his knees, right above big brothers cock but not yet touching him and his big brother is looking at him so desperately. He watches how his little brother sucks his fingers before sliding them between his legs, how he plays with his tdick before sliding over his hole. He’s putting on a show for him, gasping and whining from his fingers while big brother can do nothing but watch. He’s not allowed to touch, and he’ll be damned if he looks away.
“Please baby please…I wanna be the one to make you feel good. Let me please please please.” It’s a chorus. It’s music to little brothers ears. He pulls his hand away from his cunt, shoving his fingers inside big brothers mouth so he can taste him. And he does, he swirls his tongue around his little fingers, taking in the sweet as honey wetness. He could bury his face between those legs and stay there for hours, he loves this taste.
Little brother doesn’t torture him for long, not today. He finally lowers himself on his cock, again just sandwiching the hardness between his slicked lips and sliding his hips forward and back.
“Gods you’re pathetic…do you hear yourself? You’re supposed to be my big brother but you sound like a puppy.”
“Yeah? Is that what you are? My puppy? Such a good boy…bark for me puppy. Come on I wanna hear my puppy bark!”
Big brother’s face is flushed pink, embarrassment and arousal and making it even harder to think. Still he does exactly what his little brother tells him too.
“Goood boy! Now it makes sense. You’re just a dumb dog, huh? Dumb mutt getting off to his little brothers cunt. Gross doggy.”
He keeps rocking his hips, coating his brothers cock in slick. His big brother is under him, bucking his hips and moaning. His eyes are clenched shut and mouth open, practically drooling all over himself and he’s not even inside the boy. His cock is twitching against little brothers cock, begging for release, for more pressure. He wants so badly bury himself to the hilt inside the smaller boy ontop of him, to fill his inside with his cum and to make his eyes roll back. But his little brother never lets him. If he could just catch himself on the entrance…get himself inside on accident… he knows he could make him feel so good. And really his big brother should be the first cock he takes, nobody else will be as gentle, as appreciative.
He’s not thinking anymore. He can’t be, not when he’s grabbed the boys hips and flipped them.
“What do you think you’re doing?!”
Mouthy little thing, glaring up at him with his legs bent, feet basically dangling in his face. He didn’t know his little brother could bend like this. So pretty. He just needs a little more, he’ll just put the tip in that’ll be enough. He’s still thrusting against his cunt, wildly and with no rythm, the way a dog would fuck a pillow.
“I need…please…just a little bit…” he’s panting, mumbling out half of his sentences and looking at his little brother with love sick eyes.
Little brother knows exactly what he’s trying to do, narrows his eyes at him and begins to scold him.
“Don’t you da- ahhh! Hah ah f-fuckkkk!” He throws his head back, eyes locked on the ceiling when his dumb mutt of a brother finally figured out how to get his cock inside, splitting him open so mercilessly and pounding into him as if he’s trying to shove right into his womb.
“Hah mmmm ff you feel so good…so tight n warm…” he buries his face in his little brothers neck, pressing his legs further into his chest but he can’t stop himself. He just breathes him in, takes in scent and the way he sounds while being fucked. So pretty. So so pretty, his perfect little brother. “M’ sorry…I know I wasn’t supposed to…but you feel so good. So good. Don’t hate me I’m sorry.”
His brothers cock is impaling him so deeply, brushing against that sensitive spot deep inside. It feels good, better than it should. He can’t stop himself from squeezing around the cock invading his insides. He’s almost embarassed when he squirts, soaking his brothers thighs and the bedsheets beneath them. His brother doesn’t last much longer than him, bruising his thighs with the grip he has on them, muttering all kinds of thank yous as he cums inside him for the first time.
When he pulls out he collapses onto the bed his head still spinning. He knows when he his little brother is back to his senses he’s going to have hell to deal with. They sit there in silence, little brother with his arms crossed, glaring at the ceiling, and big brother pouting, looking at his baby like a kicked puppy.
“I’m sorry…” he says softly, reaching over to touch him only have his hand smacked away.
“You’re a bad dog.” The youngest says, but there’s no real bite in his words. He pushes himself up on the bed, wincing at the dull pain in his back. He grabs his brother by the hair, making him whine and shoves his face between his legs. He holds him there, the way one would show a dog its own mess to teach it a lesson. “Bad fucking dog. Look what you did.”
And yeah he’s looking. His brothers cunt…it’s all red and wet, white seeping out of the slit and tinged pink from where his virginity once was. It makes his aching cock twitch again, attempting to come back to life.
“You hear me? Bad. Dog. Clean your fucking mess.” He shoves his face straight into his cunt, rubbing the mess all over his face. “Lick it up mutt.”
