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no, see, I grope your chest the way fags do. rough, hard, kneading the muscle beneath, letting my fingers graze your armpits a little.

what's that face for? are you scared of your big brother? c'mon, don't you trust me? look at you. you're in boxers with no shirt on. dressed like a boy, because you are a boy. your chest doesn't change that. only I would know how to touch you without making you dysphoric. we're brothers, nobody else would get it.

so you understand, then, that it's not weird for me to touch your nipples. you knew I wanted to, right? last time I jacked you off, I could see them getting hard through your binder.

fuck. let me twist them. I want to get rough with my little brother's nipples. hnng, fuck. you're blushing. faggot. fucking faggot. gonna pinch em and tug on em. see how hard it makes me? feel my cock. stroke it while I tease your chest. fuuuck, making me leak so much precum. you feel that?

need to put my mouth on you. going to tease your chest with my tongue. fuck, I'm so goddamn hard. I want to lick the sweat off your chest after you work out. need to taste it. need to make sure my little bro knows how much of a faggot I am for him. mm, fuck fuck fuck. hnng let me suck on those nipples too. they're so hard. almost as hard as my cock.

Ken Sample and his cougar character, origin of the fursona.