#ftm brother

[dog-bro]

got my friends over for a party and we're being so so loud and wake you up, you come downstairs to tell us to quieten down and i pull you into a big hug, just how you like it from your big bro, and i don't let you go while i talk with my friends, i pull you down to the couch with me, making my friends make space for you, tell you shh shh it's okay you can go back to bed in a minute and we'll be quiet, promise. just try this first. let me lift your chin and just pour some of this in. no it's not that strong but then again you're so so little, aren't you? sorry i forgot. well, that's okay, it's not that strong anyways. yeah i know you feel a little dizzy, it's okay, i'm here. look just get a little closer to me, i'll hold you steady. let me give you a little more, the more you have the less dizzy you'll be. sorry my hand's on your waist. it feels good though, right? my hands are so warm and you're so cold now you're out of bed. hey wouldn't it be funny if we kissed in front of all of my friends right now - no, yeah, it'd be funny for sure. yeah ignore that they're looking at us like that and just come here. no, i'm sorry, i know you're so tired and dizzy but don't cry. look let me just kiss you once...

yeah, see? that feels better. want me to take you back up to bed now? i don't want you to fall. ah, sorry, i have to hold onto your waistband or you'll fall, just stop squirming and let me put you in bed. okay, okay, you're in, okay? now i'm gonna get in too. no, sorry, i'm just so warm right now i have to take my clothes off. maybe you should take yours off- oh, no, i'm sorry, i don't mean to scare you- no, please don't cry, i know you're so so tired, just look, just... just let me put my hands on you again, yeah, see, it feels nice when big bro puts his fingers in your tiny boy cunt, doesn't it? it's okay. just calm down, okay? this'll only take a couple minutes. shh shh shh.

[angeloliita]

I'm about to play league of legends , I wish there was a big brother who would tease me while I play... be it sexual or not. or maybe he would just cuddle me and hold me tight from behind watching me game, kissing my neck or my shoulder softly, humming and telling me how proud of me he is, and that he loves me so much, that he loves his little brother more than anything else in the world. and from time to time our lips would meet in a kiss as I giggle quietly, blushing from all that love my elder brother is showering me with. feeling so perfectly safe in his arms, because I know that I'm his little brother forever and no-one else could ever love me like he does.

he's my big brother, after all.

[weeby-monster-the-bastard]

happy birthday to my youngest brother

though we are not related and you are our parents only bio child you are my brother. thank you for being a pain in my ass for 8 years today.

alway forever- ivan rae nadia

[freakinggeekazoid]

[chainymail]

when I first started fencing I didn’t know what to wear so i’d just come straight from work and train in my dusty carhartts. Not great for range of motion but I think I was onto something with the look at least.

[dylansbedroom]

younger brother who gets in trouble for masturbating in the boy's bathroom at school because he can barely handle the increase in libido from T. big brother who picks him up from school and fucks him in the backseat in the parking lot because he learned to stop fighting the T horny and give into it instead

[brotherpussy]

your family is staying at some cheap hotel on a roadtrip stop. there's four of you, and only two beds in the room, you notice as you drop your bags on the floor. your parents take the first one, and say that you have to share the second with your big brother. you whine and argue with your dad, determined as little brother to get what you want, a bed all to yourself. but the only other option is to sleep on the floor. begrudgingly, you get under the covers next to your brother, and close your eyes to get some rest before a long day on the road tomorrow.

in the middle of the night, you wake up suddenly. your big brothers body is pressed against your backside, and his arm is looped around your waist. where did your pajama pants go? one of your legs is propped open, and between your legs...

it should make you want to throw up, the sight of your big brother's cock buried balls deep inside your pussy. you should feel disgusted. but fuck... you feel so full, in a way you never have before.

you let out a little gasp as he slowly starts to move. he notices you're awake for the first time. before you can say anything, his free hand covers your mouth, and he starts thrusting, hard and fast. big brother holds you in place while he fucks you like a toy, grunting quietly and whispering threats about what he'll do to you if you tell mom or dad.

"useless, whiny fucking brat," he growls in your ear. "you should be lucky i'm raping you instead of killing you."

neither of you notice that dad is awake, touching himself as he watches from his own bed.

[noxcheshire]

Back at it again with my Danny is mom coded au’s, but this time it’s because of Clockwork that he suddenly has a whole ass teenage kid.

Clockwork had been bored or maybe he was playing a game against an opponent, or even lost a bet, whatever it was, he stepped in right as Jason was searching for his biological mother.

The DNA that would have registered itself as one Sheila Haywood, confirming Jason’s mother, glitched a terrible green across the screens of the batcomputer.

In those few moments of chaos Jason’s heart beat rapidly as he tried to figure out why the computer wasn’t working, wondering if his only chance to find his mom — his blood mom — would never find success.

Then as suddenly as things went wrong the DNA settled and pinged.

Jason watched, his chest tight, as one Danny C. Works, formerly Danny Fenton appeared onto the big screen.

Danny looked a lot like Jason, short cut black hair more straight than the subtle curls of Jason’s own; deep blue eyes, tired in a way that spoke of long days and nights, but with a warm happiness that made the familiar smile — the one Jason would see on himself every time he looked into the mirror — even more striking.

Jason didn’t linger too long on the male identifying gender, nor the fact his mom leaned more towards a masculine name or clothing.

There were plenty of male to female, and female to male leaning individuals that lived in Crime Alley. He had seen it enough to not even bat an eye at it, even now. After all, in Gotham you minded your business least you find yourself in business you can’t leave.

On a different monitor information of Danny C. Works piled for Jason to quickly browse through.

Danny was a senior engineer, no intimate relationships, and with no close connections to family outside of the tentative calls from Jasmine Fenton.

Danny was estranged from Jack and Madeline Fenton, a falling out that had occurred just a little before Danny’s high school graduation. If Jason calculated it correctly that would have been — around the season Jason himself would have been born.

Okay, so no grandparents then but I might have a maybe aunt. Jason scrolled further and stilled.

Twin toddlers: Dante and Danielle Works.

Jason had baby siblings.

He doesn’t let the sting of younger siblings consume him, doesn’t allow the whispering thoughts of why he had been given up when his younger siblings had been kept and so very obviously loved.

Jason took deep breathes, he didn’t have time to linger here. He had a family to get to, and a family he would get to.

It took almost all night to reach, the starlight night sky slowly and surely fading into cloudy wine as the sun rose, but Jason made it.

And when the door opened to his hesitant but firm knock, Jason was unable to speak. His mom — dad, maybe? Did they want to be mom or dad? — stood in the doorway, brows furrowed in confusion.

It was when Danny spoke his vigilante name did Jason only just realize that he was still dressed to the nine’s in his Robin costume.

[henwinchesters]

fucking choso while his younger brothers are in the next room.

he’s trying his best to get you to slow down because of how hard his bed frame is hitting the wall but you just won’t let up. his nails are digging into the skin of your arm and he’s whimpering, words all warbled together as you pound his pretty ruddy pussy into oblivion — his legs shaking on your shoulders from your continuous onslaught.

choso can’t pull his thoughts together and you can’t get enough of how he claws at you to ground yourself, his hot breath hitting the space between your neck and shoulder. how he’s telling you to slow down but pulling you in by your ass because he wants more of you and only you, tears filling his eye line and smudging his eyeliner.

the way his body jostles up and down on the sheets underneath you and he tries his best to keep his eyes straight. his mind was betraying him—choso couldn’t focus his mind no matter how hard he try, the moment he thinks he got it all figured out, you move your hips in a certain way that has him going dumb again.

you were just as fucked out as he was, hips plowing into his so roughly that he was sure he was gonna bruise.

it felt like his brain was liquid and pouring through his ears and somewhere in the back of his mind he was praying his curious little brothers wouldn’t come knocking on his door.

choso could not imagine his only family seeing him this way. his innocent siblings seeing their big brother all fucked out and begging for you to make you both fathers. he’d be to embarrassed.

choso knows for a fact that he’s loud. you have the videos the prove it, he can only imagine what the little ones are hearing right now. he finds himself biting down on your shoulder, slightly muffling the squeaky whimper that leaves his mouth when your hips stutter and you groan.

your thick cock hitting that spot that had him tensing and leaving your dick a soppy mess. the way you easily folded him in half and pinned him to the mattress like he was nothing made his stomach turn in pleasure. you’re teasing him, telling him to use his voice to tell you what he wants, but he can barely get a word out with letting his dumb mind get in the way.

he can barely beg you to let up. soon enough though, there’s a knock at his door and choso’s eyes are widening with fear. a meek voice calling out to him in worry and concern.

“oni-San?”

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[tboychewtoy]

"I want to transition and be a normal boy"

god: best I can do is a loser who's also a dog. also you have a brocon kink now

[dog-bro]

i need my hands on little brother i need my hands on his skin and on his waist his little boy tits and his hips and his neck and his thighs and i need to smell him and bite him and pin him down and

[annoyingwhore0]

i want a dad who takes his frustration out on me with sharp, targeted thrusts

'i've had a long week, i need this.' he would pant, his length working in and out of my tight hole, his hand holding my head down into my pillow. 'your mother is being a bitch as always...' he groans, suddenly picking up the pace. 'maybe you should be my wife instead of her.' he whispers into the nape of my neck before biting down, spilling his seed deep inside my boycunt before i could get the chance to remind him to pull out. it's not like he would listen if i did anyway...

@monstermommie

[urlilsibling2]

"is he your brother or your dad?" yes!!! yup!!! :3 you got it!

[internalfreakout]

older brother teaching me how to play with my tdick, he says that now that im gettin closer to bein able to fit in with all the real boys i should learn how to rut and rub myself like one. he takes it into his fingers and begins to stroke up and down softly, i cant help but whimper like a puppy as i can already feel myself getting close. he can tell. he squeezes it suddenly, relishing in my squirms as he says, "you really are a pathetic pup, aren't you? can't even last for five damn minutes." he begins to stroke harder than before, and im gasping, my back arching off of the bed feeling myself spasm and reach my high. hes just looking down at me like im a little boy while im trying to come down from my orgasm.

"see? thats how men stroke their dicks, boy. you'll learn.. now, get on my thigh, i gotta teach your puppy cunt how to rut against me, hm?"

[space-puppy05]

What’s a toy gotta do to wake up hazy and confused from the drugs big brother slipped them earlier… trying to move but there’s a hand forcing them down into the mattress and they’re still so brain dead from it all that it takes them a minute to register the feeling of full full so fucking full it’s so much. Big brother’s cock raping them stupid, so deep inside them and they can’t help their needy little hips grinding back into it, even as it hurts, as he’s leaving bruises, his cock pounding so rough and deep into their tight cunt there’s no way it won’t stick. He’s leaning down to where their face is still pressed into the mattress, not slowing or easing up for a second, whispering you already came twice baby, so don’t even pretend you don’t want it.

Like is there a sign up sheet or something.

[dylansbedroom]

it's okay that you haven't had top surgery yet. I'll touch your chest how boys do. flex for me. good, see? when I press down, I can feel the muscle underneath. keep working on it, keep growing your muscles for your big brother. you want to impress me, yeah? of course you do.

no, see, I grope your chest the way fags do. rough, hard, kneading the muscle beneath, letting my fingers graze your armpits a little.

what's that face for? are you scared of your big brother? c'mon, don't you trust me? look at you. you're in boxers with no shirt on. dressed like a boy, because you are a boy. your chest doesn't change that. only I would know how to touch you without making you dysphoric. we're brothers, nobody else would get it.

so you understand, then, that it's not weird for me to touch your nipples. you knew I wanted to, right? last time I jacked you off, I could see them getting hard through your binder.

fuck. let me twist them. I want to get rough with my little brother's nipples. hnng, fuck. you're blushing. faggot. fucking faggot. gonna pinch em and tug on em. see how hard it makes me? feel my cock. stroke it while I tease your chest. fuuuck, making me leak so much precum. you feel that?

need to put my mouth on you. going to tease your chest with my tongue. fuck, I'm so goddamn hard. I want to lick the sweat off your chest after you work out. need to taste it. need to make sure my little bro knows how much of a faggot I am for him. mm, fuck fuck fuck. hnng let me suck on those nipples too. they're so hard. almost as hard as my cock.

are you gonna do something about it? gonna get your big bro off? good boy, good fuckin boy. jack me off while I lick your chest and pits. you know you love it. you love the attention. makes you feel like a dirty little faggot. be a good little brother and make me cum