c'mere lil bro

Thrusting up into me after I finish a question as a fake reward...

then one day, out of nowhere. he places a hand on your knee during dinner. you look at him, confused, but all he gives in return is an unassuming smile. so you don't question it. he does it again the very next day, but it's noticeably higher. you're squirming throughout the entire meal.

you're watching a movie together at some point, sat side by side. halfway into the movie, his hand is placed on your thigh. his hand is heavy, warm. there's a flush crawling up the back of your neck and your gaze flickers towards him— he's not looking at you. then it drifts up, and up, and upupup and hnmmpphggg—

You see him in his room, pumping it over his cock with a tight grip on the hips of the doll in one hand.

You notice the details and the likeness of the doll to you. He quietly moves your names, littered with apologies.

"Im so sorry, baby brother, I just can't help myself- youre just so good - you feel just like I've always thought you would-"

You watch through the slightly ajar Crack in the doorway and the door to his room swings open as you lean to far against it. Your big tee-shirt raising above your underwear and your face first into the floor.

He shouts and tries to hide the doll, stuffing his erection quickly and carefully into his sweatpants.

"Get out of my room you pervert!"

He shouts at you.

"Pervert?" You stand and make your way over to him, you push him roughly.

"You were just jerking off using a small DOLL version of-"

He grabs your face with one of his big hands, covering your mouth, and with one quick motion, he has you pinned to his bed.

He looks over you, your legs spread on either side of his, your terrified expression under his hand.

You look over him; noticing the print pressing against his sweatpants.

It was eager to escape, and to maybe find solitude inside of you.

You thought of it, a light reddish hue tints your cheeks over your natural skin tone and you feel yourself growing more and more aroused.

"Fuck.. you're blushing.." he presses his body weight lightly between your legs and groans softly, the feeling almost enough to make him finish against you.

This is everything he's ever dreamed of. His little brother spread and vulnerable beneath him.

He gripped your underwear and tore it open, there was no time for the struggle of pulling them off of you, he had to make sure you couldn't get away.

He freed himself from his sweatpants once again, and he moved the hand on your mouth to the back of your head, gripping your hair tightly.

"Open your mouth and stay quiet.. "

You whimper softly at the tightness of his grasp. But your mouth, fearfully falls open.

"Tongue out." You obey.

He rubs his.fingers over your tongue and transfers your saliva to his cock to lubricate it, stroking himself tightly before holding your legs open further, and pressing against your sopping wet hole.

"God.. damn- I didn't even need to do that you are..so fucking wet." He says in awe. Your big brother plunges into your tight warmth, groaning like the feeling might suck the life from him.

Your hole grabs and clenches around him. He uses one hand on your hip, just like how he held the doll, bouncing you forward on his cock.

"You're so good to me little bro, your cunt takes me so well, you're only mine always mine made just for me"