Big brother's pervy friend doesn't believe I have boycunt. He keeps poking and prodding, pinning me down, trying to put his hands down my boxers.
Of course, if big brother knew, he'd flip his shit. He'd punch his friend straight in the jaw, kick and beat him, all whilst screaming how filthy he is for trying to ruin my innocence.
Once big brother drags his friend out, he comes back in and locks the door, trembling with fury.
"I need a smoke," he grunts, fumbling in his pocket for his lighter and pack. "What were you thinking, not pushing him away? Weak boy."
The smell of cigarette smoke quickly fills my room, and I scramble to open the window.
"Not so fast." Big brother grabs me by my ankle, scowling as he pulls me back towards him. He puts his cigarette out on my arm, tossing it to the side before gripping my hips with full force. It hurts.
"My poor, precious angel," he murmurs to himself. "Who do I even blame? Myself for letting him get close? You for being such a pathetic slut? Him for touching what's mine?"
Big brother keeps snarling to himself. I know I won't get out of this unscathed.
He unbuckles his belt somewhat frantically.
Oh fuck.
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Ouhh emo loser who's kinda mean x a degenerate who's a nerd about knives
Let me cvt you while you insult me.. call me a sick freak while I open you up. ill give you scars from my knife and you'll give me scars from your cigarettes
"you're like a brother to me" can be such a romantic phrase
not even necessarily in a fauxcest way, but in the way that brothership can be a sign of such a deep bond that you feel like whatever brought you two together has entwined you
like a "we both survived this shit and we did it because we were together, and thatll never change" bond
Fuck that institution and by that I mean I will fuck those in the institution
YES, I am absolutely anti-military, no doubt about it. Fuck that institution! However I do need to desperately hump a man through their unifrom pants before they fuck me with a gun in one hand and my hair in the other (for mental health reasons)
fucking a boy until he starts crying, getting hard from his whines and pleads to get off of him ;(
Waiting for big bro to get all light headed and lazy on his edibles before slipping in and touching him, watching him smile and coo at me while I play with his cock, while I shove my face between his legs and really take in his smell and taste.
Rubbing our tdicks together and teasing him so fucking hard for it.
“You’re sooo gross big brother, you’re getting all wet from your little brother humping you. You’re a pervert, you’re the older one you should know better than this.”
Feeling him reach up and squeeze my tits in his hands.
“You like playing with your little brother tits? God you’re gross.”
Teasing and teasing and teasing until he flips us over, until he’s reaching into his bed side table for his strap and I’m whining and trying to to get away saying I’m sorry and it was just a joke! I won’t do it again I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry please stop don’t fuck me with that :((
i need someone who loves my freak (worsening mental illness and delusions)
shut the FUCK up. i dont like you. genuinely, you are such an annoying person. i only put up with you because you give alright head. that's it. you are nothing but a tool for me. i could easily replace you, so be quiet and get on your knees. jesus christ.. are you THAT desperate for me to keep you around or something? you look like a mess. it's kinda cute. god, don't look at me. just keep sucking. yeah.. just like that, man.