#bellandcollar

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FIRST ANON YAY !! Also, super super hot. Love this.

It starts as a game, here and there. Ryan accidentally walks in on Pete touching himself and is curious about it. Pete kinda freaks out before a light goes off in his head and he, like any good big brother, takes advantage of it.

“Come here,” he says, dick still hard in his hand, “let me show you something, yeah?”

Ryan walks over with a red face. He knows that there’s something off about this, but he trusts Pete. He’s never steered him wrong before. He looks down at the twitching hardness his brother sports between his legs and swallows heavily.

“You know what I’m doing right? You’ve done it before?” Ryan shakes his head no and Pete’s grin just about splits his face. “Take it out.”

First they start off with mutual masturbation, Ryan learning to touch himself by watching his big brother do it and mimicking it on himself. It’s normal, it’s brotherly. Eventually, when Pete’s convinced Ryan won’t tell, he asks him to try something out. Be a good boy and help your brother out, won’t you? A hesitant hand reaches out to grasp tanned skin, and the older sighs.

“Come on, up and down, just how I taught you.”

That makes the warmth in the younger’s tummy increase tenfold. He loves making his brother feel good. He looks up to Pete, would never wanna disappoint him. So when Pete says to go faster, he does. When Pete says to put it in his mouth, Ryan gives his first ever blowjob. He’d do anything his big brother wants.

They keep this little routine for a while. A bit after school, during homework time, or whenever Pete feels pent up, he’ll call his baby brother over. Ryan spends time he’s supposed to use studying with dick in his mouth and hands and sometimes even a shoe to hump. He learns how to hollow his cheeks and breathe through his nose and swallow what’s, admittedly, a bitter liquid. He does so much for Pete, so of course he assumes that the time he uses to pleasure himself is just fine.

It’s a lazy Saturday afternoon, parents out to get groceries, big brother taking a nap. (Ryan tries to tell him it only makes it harder for him to sleep at night, but Pete doesn’t listen.) So he boots up the family computer and clicks on the first link to some sketchy porn site. He scrolls aimlessly for a bit, looking for a pretty girl to get off to. He finds one that gets his interest and quickly gets to work.

He’s bucking up, cursing under his breath and shaking, so so close—

“What are you doing?” Pete stands there in the doorway with an unreadable expression. Ryan doesn’t bother to cover himself, much too used to being exposed this way to Pete.

“Are you fucking serious? You’re over here jerking off to some…girl?” Pete doesn’t want to verbally explain that his stupid little brother should be thinking of him instead. He assumed it’d be common sense by now.

“Yeah? What’s wrong with that?”

It’s not long before Pete shows him exactly what’s wrong with it, pulling Ryan’s pants and superhero briefs all the way off and spitting on his hole. The younger screams, trying to push Pete away, and is given a face full of pillow for his troubles.

“I’ll fucking teach you—god, Ry, don’t ever let me catch you doing this shit again.” Pete starts with two fingers. He knows Ryan can take it, he’s made sure of it. He purposely underpreps him in hopes that it’ll hurt. Ryan’s still squirming beneath him, hard and leaking. Pete wastes no time pulling himself out his shorts and pushing inside the twitching pinkness.

“Fuck, so tight Ry. Can’t believe you’re wasting your time looking at girls when the only thing you’re good for is taking dick.” Pete thrusts quick and shallow, the way he likes and the way he knows Ryan kinda hates. He’s got a bruising grip on his brother’s waist, head spinning at the thought of licking over the marks that are sure to bloom later.

Ryan cries and kicks back at Pete the best he can before he gives up and takes it. It doesn’t take Pete long, it harder ever does when his dick is wrapped around something tight and warm. His big brother’s hips jerk faster and without rhythm, and soon he’s coming with a cry of “Ryan, Ryan, Ryan..!”

Pete grinds lazily into his orgasm, gasping with sensitivity. “Fuck…’m sorry Ry. Don’t ever fucking do that again, okay? It’s…it’s like cheating. You don’t wanna cheat on me right? My baby brother would never do that to me.” He whispers this into the paleness of Ryan’s skin, a stark contrast to his own tan.

He reaches down and grasps Ryan’s still hard dick in his hand, stroking quickly.

“Say you love me Ry. C’mon…say it and I’ll let you come. Say it.”

“I…I love you, I love you I love you I love you, please! Please Pete, I love you, please let me come, I’ll never do it again, I swear. I’ll only think of you, I promise. Please—”

Pete grabs Ryan’s chin and locks them into a kiss as Ryan spills messily over Pete’s hand.

Cpuld u do mikey and william as dumb puppy boys withput an owner, its sooo chaotic without a proper boss to keep them in place. All they do all day is hump eachother and roughhouse. Sometimes one gets too rough with tge other and seripusly hurts them, but they dont know how else to comfort them beside hump them/get humped so they just use them / let the other use them.

If not: do whoever else you want with this story i dont mind🥹🙏 alr sorry if this is a hot mess, i am currently also a hot mess

William and Mikey are indeed allowed, and I’m always a hot mess too so don’t worry about that. This is super good 🤤 Hopefully this is what you had in mind haha

It’s hard being pups without an owner for sure :( no one to establish boundaries or rules, of course they always play rough ! During playtime, instead of soft nips and shoves and tackles, Bill and Mikey are known to have each other pinned and whining within minutes. It’s good that they play together, other pups just can’t handle their aggression. William’s known to be a bit provocative with his play, and Mikey has a bit of a hard time expressing himself and getting along with others.

Now, Mikey will swear up and down that he didn’t mean to hurt William, at least not that bad. All it took was a rough tug on the pup’s tail and his nose slammed into the concrete walls, and playtime found itself officially over.

“Bill? C’mon, what’s wrong?” Mikey whined, pawing at Bill’s face only to find his nose leaking red. “Oh no, sorry sorry sorry—”

William only shook his head, bringing his hands up to cradle his nose. “It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean it, don’t cry.” Mikey leans down to lick the blood from his pup’s nose in an attempt to soothe it. He flips William over on his back so he can get a good look, slotting himself between Bill’s thighs so he can get as close as possible.

“I’m sorry, so sorry,” Mikey says, gently pushing his hips forward to hump the boy beneath him. His tail picks up slightly from the stimulation. This is how you apologize, right? When roughhousing gets too rough, there’s nothing a good hump session can’t fix. Mikey continues to jerk forward unsteadily, feeling William harden as well. That must mean it’s working. “Gonna make it better, William, promise.” When he finds a particularly satisfying angle, he has to tilt his head so he glasses don’t fall off his face. He wants to see Bill’s pretty face as he apologizes.

He hears whining from below and is happy to feel William finally start to reciprocate the affection. The friction from their jeans only serves to overwhelm them faster, and they’re quick to pick up speed. Mikey’s a little worried it might hurt Bill, since he doesn’t like to wear underwear. That worry fades away when Bilvy’s mouth drops open in pleasure, tugging Mikey closer, closer, closer—

The motion goes from grinding to aggressive humping. As Mikey gets closer to coming, his eyes tear up and he leans down to give William a kiss.

“Gonna come, gonna come..! ‘M sorry Bill, sorry, sorry, didn’t mean to hurt your pretty face, I swear. Fuck,” he swears, pink in the face. He ruts desperately towards Bill, doing his best to keep some sort of rhythm and pathetically failing. His tail wags fiercely behind him, and he can feel William’s own tapping incessantly against his ass.

“It’s okay Mikey, give it to me, c’mon, show me how sorry you are, shit! Little harder, ohh..”

Two shaky thrust later and they’re both spilling into their pants, mouths open and shaking. Mikey puts his head down by William’s shoulder and nuzzles his neck. “Was…was that good? You’re not mad, are you?” He’s back to his shy persona now that the exciting part is over.