non osha compliant

He doesn't like that. That's his big brother. He deserves his big brother's attention, nobody else.

He wakes up his big brother one night by riding his big bro's dick, it touches his cervix and makes him squirm, but he's determined to show his big bro that they're meant to be together. That he was meant to be stuffed full of big bro's love.

-☀️ ^_^ hii

an older brother who cherishes his little brother so much and is so jealous when dad puts him on his lap at dinner.

The older brother, who is pressed face down to the bed, all tied up and put in the pose of a naughty dog, while while dad and the younger brother take turns fucking him, because dad decided that it was time for the younger one to learn how to go down someone's hole and become a man

(Oh sorry, English is not my native language)

And it just back fires on both of them. Dad refuses to punish his youngest. So instead he makes an example of his oldest. Makes his youngest sit and watch while he punishes his older brother for being such a bad influence.

“He’s acting out and it’s because you. Youre going to be a good example to him if I have to make you one myself.”

“I didn’t even do anything! This isn’t fair!” His oldest will cry and thrash while dad forces bigger and bigger toys inside him, the youngest watching with wide eyes.

It isn’t until the youngest is wailing that dad realizes something is going on.

“That’s not fair! I wanna play with you like that daddy! Me! Do it to me!!”

“Get your brother please. I’m tired. I’m so tired.”

Moms are always tired. From tending to the house to tending to her husband. She nurses a cup of coffee and a migraine while her oldest drags the youngest away. Keeps him distracted with video games or a movie he usually wouldn’t be allowed to watch.

And Dad. He pats his oldest on the shoulder. Tell him not give their momma a hard time and to watch out for his little brother. But he’s also gotta watch out for dad. When he comes home drunk and can’t make it up the stairs, or when he breaks down and cries at one in the morning. It’s the big brother who takes his boots off, who helps him onto the couch and tucks him with a blanket. Makes sure he doesn’t stumble into his marital bed and wake up their mother.

The oldest carries all the responsibility. Keeping the house together. And the family. Filling in for every role possible. A mother. A father. A brother.

And sometimes. A wife. It’s the part the youngest doesn’t see. When Dad does manage to make it up the stairs, but not to his own room. Straight to his oldest, his first born. He doesn’t hear the creak of the bed or the way his father pants into his big brothers ear. How he complains about his day while he buries his cock inside him.

“Fuckin…bastards at work. Moved up my god damn deadline. Like I don’t have enough to worry about.”

Big brother doesn’t fight. He doesn’t shove his father away or threaten to tell. His only worry is keeping quiet, not letting his brother hear what’s happening. He placates his dad, keeps him in his bed and away from the others.

“You work hard dad. You’ll get it done. You always do.”

His father sighs, tangling his fingers in his hair. His perfect angel, always comforting him and telling him it’ll be okay. Most days he takes care of his father more than the other way around.

When he cums inside him he presses a kiss to his forehead, hugs him close even though they’re both sticky with sweat and more.

“You’re my good boy. So lucky to have you, bud.”

They’ve been fucking for awhile, but that was before he knew he had a son. After his son same out to him, telling him he was actually a boy and not a girl, dad was so supportive. He’d do anything to make his boy feel right.

“I know buck, I know. But this is how boys fuck. You’re a boy right?” He soothes, his hands running down his son’s sides. “You don’t want me to fuck you like a little girl do you? You’re supposed to be my boy. Are you my boy or my girl?”

Through gritted teeth he bites back.

“I’m a boy!”