#1cky big brother

[daddy-n-bigbrothers-toy]

Nerdy big brother who plays video games and reads comics all day who seems innocent and sweet when mom and dad are around...

Nerdy big brother who pulls me under his desk and makes me cockwarm him while he plays on his computer. Mom and dad are downstairs and can come up at any moment, but he doesn't care.

Nerdy big brother who makes me read his comics to him while he fucks me from behind, and everytime I mess up, he slaps my ass. Harder and harder each time.

Nerdy big brother who makes me cosplay his favorite character just so he can fuck me in the cosplay, pretending it's them.

Nerdy big brother who makes me sit on his lap while he plays games with his friends on his computer. Making me grind against his bulge and moan and whine into the mic on his headphones for his friends to hear.

Nerdy big brother who rapes me whenever he wants, keeping his glasses on cause he knows I like the way they fog up and slide down his nose while he pounds into me.

[rubyreddom-nsft]

(I know this is a super common trope/story but I can't help that it turns me on every single time, okay)

On a road trip with my parents and little brother but there's only one open seat in the back because the rest has to be used for storage.

Naturally, my little brother gets to sit on my lap. I'm bigger, after all, and I refused the idea to sit in his lap when our parents teased. Besides, he seemed more than content to be close to me. I couldn't help but secretly feel the same.

Being this close, I could smell the sweet scent of his body wash and shampoo. I could see his adams apple bob with every swallow. I could breathe and his hair would sway with it. We were so close I couldn't help but stare, my eyes locked on him.

I felt him squirm on my lap an hour or so in, him trying to get more comfortable on the long road trip. I couldn't help but let out a quiet groan, hoping he couldn't hear as he shifted his weight and grinded against my clothed dick. I started to instantly harden, as I cursed myself for not being able to control it.

He kept squirming however, and I could barely take it. I gripped his hips to stop him from moving. "Stop squirming." I couldn't help but growl lowly into his ear.

I couldn't see his face, but I could feel his breath hitch. When I looked over his shoulder at his lap, I saw that he was getting hard as well.

Looking in the front, I could see our mother was asleep in the passenger seat and my father didn't seem to be paying attention. Taking a gamble, not being able to think clearly enough to make any rational decisions, I slowly grinded up into my brother's ass.

I could feel him push against me, moving his hips down against mine. In order to stop my own noises, I bit down on his neck, making him gasp for air out loud. I made sure to keep an eye up front, checking every so often to make sure our dad hadn't noticed.

I wrapped my hand around his waist, pulling him as close as possible. My hand slipped under the band of his pants as I rubbed his hard cock through his boxers with long strokes. He immediately clasped his hands over his mouth to stop the moans as I continued to palm him. Some spilled out however, and I kept glancing in the front seat to make sure no one suspected, and it seemed like we were in the clear still.

After a few minutes of silent gasping and sucking noises, palming him through his boxers and him grinding his ass against my dick, we both came in our boxers. Not realizing that we weren't being as quiet as we thought we were, but too caught up in our own lust to notice.

Minutes later, still panting and trying to collect ourselves, it finally sunk in. Did I really just cum from my brother grinding on me? Did I really just jerk my little brother off?

As guilty as I felt, I also couldn't help but look at the hickey placed on my brother's neck and feel an insatiable hunger for more.

Our dad shifted uncomfortably in his seat, licking his lips as he looked in the rearview mirror that was aimed at the scene. They definitely weren't subtle or quiet enough for their attentive father not to notice. He couldn't wait to watch them again once they got to their hotel.

[angelc3st]

big bro protecting you from all the guys at school, not because he doesn’t want your heart to get broken, but because he’s the only one allowed to fuck your tight little pussy

[petitepixiegirl]

hanging out with big brother and he casually asks me if I've ever seen a real man's cock before, and ofc I giggle and say no, such a silly question!! Before I know it he's standing over me unzipping his pants and pulling out his thick throbbing cock so close to my face I can smell it.

[daddy-n-bigbrothers-toy]

Big Brother raping me in front of his friends to show that I'm his and they should stop flirting with me. He bites my neck, leaving marks while he pounds into me asking who I belong to. But those dirty friends of his can't help but get hard.

[dumbsillybunny]

When can I have an older brother who is known to be the golden child in our family but behind close doors he would pound every hole that I have wether I like it or not, saying that mom and dad wouldn't believe me if I snitch?

When can I have an older brother who takes pictures of my cummed covered face and send it to his group of friends to invite them over and when they do get it the house my older brother will tell our parents they're just having a study night?

When can I have an older brother who would tell me that he loves me while he continues to abuse my hole while I just cry and take it because it isn't the first time he sneaks in my room to r4p3 me?

:< when?

[prettybabygriri]

Do you still have your cheer uniform 🧐

I do! It’s at my moms house in my childhood house though, so when I go home this summer I might put it on for you guys 🤭

[fluffylilbro]

big bro chocking me with two hands around my throat while he’s balls deep inside me; “If I leave any marks jus’ tell mom nd dad that you’re getting bullied at school again, kay?”

[lilangelbud]

Soooo, if your still open to requests I have one: It’s a dad/daughter or dad/daughter/brother, whatever you feel more comfortable with.

Either one or two of them showers and the other joins. They gave some „fun“. The mom later enters the bathroom looking for the daughter but dad (and brother) can’t stop moving. They have to cover the daughters mouth. Mom is oblivious and glad that the dad is still so comfortable to shower with his son. Hehehe :)

The steam rose thick and heavy in the bathroom, fogging up the mirror and curling around the edges of the shower curtain. The sound of water hitting tile filled the room, a steady rhythm that seemed to echo the pounding in her chest. She stood under the stream, eyes closed as the warmth cascaded over her skin, but she wasn’t alone. Her father stepped in behind her, his presence instantly making the space feel smaller, more intimate. His hands found her hips, sliding around to her stomach, pulling her back against him. She could feel the hard press of him against the curve of her ass, and a shiver ran through her that had nothing to do with the water temperature.

“You’re so soft,” he murmured into her ear, his lips brushing the side of her neck. His breath was hot, contrasting with the coolness of the shower spray, and she tilted her head to give him better access. His hands moved upward, cupping her breasts, thumbs teasing her nipples until they peaked under his touch. She bit her lip, stifling a moan as she felt herself growing wetter by the second.

“Dad…” she whispered, her voice trembling as his fingers trailed down her stomach, dipping between her thighs. He parted her folds, exploring her with a practiced ease that made her knees weak. She leaned back against him for support, her breath hitching as he found her clit, circling it with just the right amount of pressure.

“Shh,” he soothed, kissing her neck again, his teeth grazing her skin. “Let me take care of you.”

She nodded, her hands gripping the tile wall as he continued to play with her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. The water ran over their bodies, mixing with the slickness between her legs, and she bit down harder on her lip to keep from crying out. But just as she was about to tip over, the bathroom door creaked open.

Her brother stepped in, shirtless and carrying a towel slung over his shoulder. He smirked when he saw them in the shower together, his eyes trailing over her wet, naked form. “Looks like I’m not the only one who needed to wash up,” he said, his voice laced with amusement.

She felt her cheeks flush, but her father didn’t stop what he was doing. Instead, he pulled her closer, his fingers still working her clit as he spoke. “Join us,” he invited, his tone casual, as if this was the most normal thing in the world.

Her brother didn’t need to be told twice. He dropped his towel and stepped into the shower, the space now feeling even more cramped. His hands immediately found her waist, his lips pressing against her shoulder as he kissed her. “You’re always so fucking perfect,” he muttered, his voice low and rough.

She moaned softly, her head falling back against her father’s chest as her brother’s hands joined in, exploring her body with a hunger that matched her own. His lips trailed up her neck, capturing hers in a heated kiss that left her breathless. She could feel his hardness pressing against her hip, and the knowledge that both of them wanted her, desired her, was almost too much to bear.

Her father’s fingers slipped inside her, curling in just the right way to hit that spot that made her see stars. She gasped into her brother’s mouth, her hips arching into his touch as pleasure coursed through her. “That’s it,” her father murmured, his voice thick with desire. “Let us make you feel good.”

Her brother’s hands moved down to her ass, squeezing and pulling her hips back so she could feel the full length of him against her. “You’re dripping,” he said, his voice tight with need. “I want to feel you.”

She nodded, her mind foggy with lust as her father’s fingers continued to work her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Her brother positioned himself at her entrance, the tip of him pressing against her slick folds. He didn’t wait, sliding into her with one smooth thrust that made her cry out.

“Fuck,” she breathed, her hands clenching into fists against the tile as he filled her completely. He started to move, his hips slamming into hers with a rhythm that matched her father’s fingers. The dual sensations were overwhelming, pleasure building inside her like a storm ready to break.

Her father’s free hand roamed her body, touching her everywhere he could reach, while her brother focused on the spot just inside her that made her see stars. She was caught between them, her body pulsing with pleasure as they both took turns driving her higher and higher.

But then the bathroom door opened again, and this time it was their mother who stepped in. “Honey, have you seen—“ she started, stopping short when she saw them in the shower.

The daughter’s eyes widened in alarm, but her father and brother didn’t stop. Instead, her father clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle her moans, while her brother kept thrusting into her, his hips moving relentlessly.

“Oh, sorry,” their mother said, her voice cheerful and oblivious. “I was just looking for you. I’m glad to see you’re all... getting along so well.”

She backed out of the bathroom, closing the door behind her, and the daughter let out a muffled whimper as her brother’s pace increased, his thrusts becoming harder, faster.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he growled, his hands gripping her hips as he drove into her. “I’m not going to last much longer.”

Her father’s fingers continued to work her clit, his other hand still covering her mouth as he whispered in her ear. “Come for us, baby. Let us feel you.”

[testomutt]

i think i just need my big brother to hold me down after i’ve crawled into his bed because of a nightmare, force his fat cock into my cunt and rape me until it feels good while panting into my ear that, “shh, shh, s’okay kid. bubba’s gonna make it all better.”

[bubblegum-blitzzz]

I want to be sent rape threats. I want to be stalked. I want to be groomed. I want to be manipulated. I want to be used. I want to be abused. I want to be raped. I want to be kidnapped. I want to be drugged. I want to be sent icky asks and dms.

[rottenapple333]

posting for someone who doesn’t even know you <<<<

[aniaai]

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weird angle but — i love this panties and i love to sleep with it!

[eggzbenadryl]

If big brother drives you to school and picks you up everyday that means you’re obligated to jerk him off while he’s driving and swallow his cum. Might as well make yourself useful if you’re just going to sit there, you know?

[lilangelbud]

“Mommy, I—” Your voice hitched, a pathetic little whimper escaping your lips as you shifted your weight, your thighs trembling against the arm of the sofa. The fabric rubbed against your sensitive pussy, the friction maddening, and you could feel yourself getting wetter, needier, with every desperate little grind.

“Go on, sweetheart,” Mommy’s voice was soft, soothing, but there was a sharp edge to it, a knowingness that made your cheeks burn hotter. “We’re watching. You’re doing so well.”

You bit your lip, trying to stifle the sounds building in your throat, but it was impossible. Your hips moved on their own, chasing that elusive feeling, that release you’d only just started to understand. Your fingers dug into the sofa cushions, and you could hear Daddy’s low chuckle from across the room.

“She’s getting close,” he said, his voice rough, almost hungry. “Look at her, squirming like a little rabbit.”

Your breath caught, and your hips stuttered. You wanted to stop—this was embarrassing, shameful—but you couldn’t. The tingling in your pussy was too much, too insistent. You needed something more, anything more, but you didn’t know how to ask for it.

“Please,” You whimpered, your voice barely a whisper. “I—I can’t—”

Mommy’s chair creaked as she stood, her heels clicking softly against the hardwood floor as she approached. You could feel her hand on your back, warm and steady, and you froze, your breath hitching.

“It’s okay, baby,” she murmured, her lips brushing against your ear. “You don’t have to do it alone.”

You turned your head, your eyes wide, and she smiled, her fingers trailing down your spine. “Daddy’s going to help you now. Be a good girl for us, okay?”

You nodded, your throat too tight to speak, and Mommy stepped back, her gaze flicking to Daddy. He was already on his feet, his eyes dark as he strode toward you. You could see the bulge in his pants, and your stomach twisted, a strange mix of fear and excitement flooding your veins.

“Up,” he commanded, his voice low and firm, and you scrambled to obey, your legs shaky as you stood.

Mommy stepped forward again, her arms wrapping around you from behind, her body pressing against yours. “Shh,” she whispered, her breath warm against your neck. “Just let Daddy take care of you.”

Your heart pounded as Daddy knelt in front of you, his hands sliding up your thighs, pushing your dress up to your waist. His fingers hooked into the waistband of your panties, and you whimpered, your hands gripping Mommy’s arms.

“Be a good girl,” Mommy said again, her voice firm this time, and you nodded, your breath coming in short, shallow gasps as Daddy pulled your panties down your legs.

“She’s so wet,” Daddy muttered, his fingers brushing against your pussy, and you shivered, your knees buckling.

Mommy held you up, her arms tight around your waist, as Daddy’s fingers found your clit, rubbing slow, deliberate circles. Your breath hitched, and your head fell back against Mommy’s shoulder, a soft moan escaping your lips.

“That’s it,” Daddy murmured, his voice rough. “Let us hear you.”

You couldn’t stop the sounds that poured out of you, little whimpers and gasps as Daddy’s fingers worked you, his other hand gripping your thigh to keep you still. Your hips twitched, trying to chase the feeling, but Mommy held you firmly in place.

“She’s ready,” Daddy said, his voice barely above a whisper, and you heard the rustle of fabric as he undid his pants.

Your heart raced, your stomach twisting with anticipation and fear as Daddy stood, his hard cock brushing against your thigh.

“Please,” you whispered, your voice trembling. “I—I don’t want to play this game anymore.”

Mommy’s arms tightened around you, her lips brushing against your ear. “It’s going to be okay, sweetheart. Daddy’s going to make you feel so good.”

You shook your head, tears welling up in your eyes as Daddy lined himself up with your pussy, the head of his cock pressing against your entrance.

“Shh,” Mommy soothed, her hand stroking your hair as Daddy pushed in slowly, the stretch burning, aching, and you cried out, your nails digging into Mommy’s arms.

“It hurts,” you sobbed, your body trembling as Daddy’s cock sank deeper, filling you in a way that felt wrong, too much, but Mommy held you, her lips against your temple.

“I know, baby,” she whispered. “But it’s going to feel good soon, I promise.”

Her hand slid down your body, her fingers finding your nipple, and you gasped, the pain mingling with something else, something warm and electric that made your hips twitch.

Daddy groaned, his hands gripping your hips as he started to move, his cock sliding in and out of you in slow, deliberate thrusts. The pain was still there, sharp and aching, but it was fading, replaced by a growing heat that made your breath quicken.

“That’s it,” Mommy murmured, her fingers rolling your nipple, her other hand stroking your stomach. “You’re doing so well.”

Your moans grew louder, your body trembling as Daddy’s thrusts picked up speed, his cock hitting a spot inside you that made your toes curl. The pleasure was overwhelming, consuming, and you could feel something building, something intense and terrifying and beautiful.

“Oh god,” Daddy growled, his hands tightening on your hips as he fucked you harder, the bed shaking beneath you.

Mommy’s lips brushed against your ear, her voice soft but firm. “You asked how babies are made, sweetheart.”

Your mind was foggy, your thoughts scattered, but you nodded weakly, your body writhing between them.

“Daddy’s showing you how babies are made,” Mommy continued, her voice dripping with a strange kind of pride. “How we made you.”

Daddy’s thrusts became erratic, his breathing harsh as he buried himself deep inside you, his cock pulsing as he came, filling you with his warmth. The sensation sent you over the edge, your body convulsing as your own orgasm ripped through you, waves of pleasure crashing over you until you were limp, your head resting against Mommy’s shoulder.

“Hopefully her body accepts your seed,” Mommy said, her voice distant as Daddy slowly pulled out of you, his cum dripping down your thighs. “And soon, I’ll have a grandchild.”

Daddy chuckled, his hands stroking your thighs as Mommy reached for a pillow, propping it under your hips to keep Daddy’s cum inside you.

“Let’s hope so,” he said, his voice rough with satisfaction. “But if not, I’ll just have to fuck her every day until she’s pregnant.”

Mommy smiled, her lips brushing against your cheek as your eyes fluttered closed, exhaustion pulling me under. “Sounds like a plan.”

[gross-big-bro]

jealous lil bro who gets angry at his big bro for having a new bf, and fucks the shit out of him as revenge, and films it for his big bros stupid bf to watch.

(maybe lil bro even cuts him up a little <3)

-💫

lil bro hated him. how the stupid boy cuddled up to his brother. how he touched him like he knew what big bro needed. but he doesn’t. only his baby brother gets to know what he needs. and that’s what made lil bro so fucking angry.

so when lil bro sees his brothers boyfriend leaving his room all sweaty and disheveled, he knew what had happened. and he knew what he needed to do.

once the boyfriend had left the house, it was just the brothers at home together. lil bro came into big bros room all teary eyes and puffy lips. “b-big bro i just- just feel like you don’t l-love me anymore now- now you have a boyfriend” the younger watched with hidden delight as his older brothers face contorted into an apologetic frown and he pulled him into his lap. “bubba- no i love you just as much as him. how can i prove that to you?”

and that’s when lil bro smiled wider than he had in months. he shoves his older brother onto his back, loving the way his eyes widen and he frantically asks what’s going on. “you can prove it by laying there and fucking taking it like you did for him.” as he straddles his brother to stop his squirming and slides off his t-shirt. “f-fuck big bro- your so fucking pretty” his mouth and hands cover big bros torso in deep red and purple marks. nibbling and sucking and biting. Slowly he makes his way down to his brother’s pants. he slides them off his hips and all the way off until they’re on the floor in a heap.

meanwhile, big bro his frozen in shock. his little brothers very obviously hurting but- but he never expected him to do something like…like this. maybe if he just gives him what he wants this once…he’ll never do it again?

little brother grins as he works his fingers deeper and deeper into his older brother’s tight, dripping cunt. closing his eyes to soak in the pretty yelps and moans from his big bro. Baby bro curls them in all the right spots and thumbs his big brothers t-dick until it was hard and throbbing.

And after what feels like an eternity, lil bro finally flips big bro onto his stomach, forcing him up onto his hands and knees and then slipping his strap on. “fuckin slut. practically begging for it from your little brother. pervert” He rubs the rubber tip of the strap up and down his soaked slit. It doesn’t take much for lil bro to cave and shove the whole thing in at once. giving no grace period and just jackhammering into his brother. he didn’t want it to be enjoyable. no he needed it to be horrible.

Little brothers eyes practically light up when he gets an idea. he takes his brothers phone, pulling his face up by his hair so the face id would work. and the gets up his brothers messages with his boyfriend. “wonder what your boyfriend would think of this huh?” As he says this he also spots a razor blade on his brother’s desk and grins.

lil bro grabs his brother by the hair and pulls his head up again, he holds the fresh razor to his throat “don’t fuckin move.” he giggles as he pulls out the phone again and presses record.

“you like this huh? tell your boyfriend how much you like being ruined by your little brother” When he doesn’t answer, he presses the blade into his brothers neck a bit, drawing a thin bead of blood. “s-shit m-m sorry-. i love- love being r-ruined by you baby bro-.” That earns him a good boy and the razor to be slowly taken away from his neck. Instead he drags it down his brothers back. watching thin white caverns fill with blood and spill over. he props the phone up to film this part.

as he starts to thrust deeper he also cuts deeper. it makes his brother moan louder then he’s ever heard. he leans over big bros back to lap at some of the blood, grunting at the taste. His free hand snakes to his older brothers hard t-dick and starts jerking it off in time to his thrusts. “gonna cum? gonna cum all over your little brother? fucking freak. enjoying being raped and hurt by your baby brother.” He snarls as his older brother hurls towards the biggest orgasm of his life. Big bros eyes roll back and his whole body tensed and then relaxed over and over.

The video of the whole thing gets sent to big bros boyfriend (and lil bro of course!). it’s safe to say after that, little bro had his brother allllll to himself again.