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Subject: My Little Brother, The Slut Chapter 22 This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This work contains material of a sexual nature. Readers must be of legal age according to local laws to open, read, copy, or save this work. The author in no way endorses sexual contact with minors. Please observe all local and federal laws. You can email me at ail. Apologies for any errors. All Rights Reserved Please donate to Nifty.Org fty/donate.html) to keep our stories alive! I am standing outside the front door, my heart racing in my chest. It’s warm out, but my nerves add to it. My armpits are soaked with sweat and I can smell my musky funk. I take a deep breath and walk to my car. Now, if I know my brother like I think I do, he’s upstairs texting Carlos, giving him the green light to come over and use his mouth. The thought of him being so desperate for dick turns me on more than I care to admit. Sure, I just shot a huge load not even 15 minutes ago, but my dick is already throbbing, begging for another release. I turn the key, and the engine purrs as it turns over. I quickly back out of my driveway and head to my look out spot. As I drive away, I spot Logan’s little head peeking out of the front door, ensuring I had left. As much as I hate to admit it, the kid is smart. I park my car two blocks away and make the walk back to my house. I take my time unsure how long it would take Carlos to arrive. It turns out I don’t have to wait too long because maybe 5 minutes later, I see the same car drive by that had been parked at my house a few weeks ago. He wasn’t joking; he really is horny. I end up being able to blend into the darkness of the night before Carlos even gets out of the car. He turns the car off and walks up the driveway in loose basketball shorts that hang off his ass, and an oversized t-shirt. “I thought I told you and Brian to stay away from my brother,” I say, coming out of the dark. “Oh shit!” he says jumping a bit from the surprise, before laughing. I look at him and he laughs more, pissing me off a bit. Keep your cool, I tell myself. This is all a part of my plan. “What can I say, I’m hardheaded. Plus, your slutty little brother is the one who won’t leave me alone,” he says cockily, waving his phone at me. “I know. I read the texts,” I say matter-of-factly. “Haha, of course you did. Does it turn you on knowing your little brother loves worshipping my dick so much? He’s so fucking good. He’s a hungry little bitch, but you already know that. That’s why you’re here, isn’t it? C’mon man, let’s not bullshit. If you were gonna stop me from fucking the little slut’s throat, you would have already, so cut the shit and tell me what you really want.” He says, reaching down and scratching his balls. He’s right, I have absolutely no plans to stop him. And hearing him degrade my little brother makes my dick twitch… I reach down and readjust myself. The action isn’t missed on Carlos, who chuckles. “You’re rock hard, aren’t you? You know, he’s waiting upstairs in his bedroom, wearing that lacey black thong. On his knees. My nut is gonna be coating throat in a bit. I haven’t busted a nut in a few days and he’s hungry,” Carlos teases. “Fuuuck…” I whisper loudly, openly squeezing my dick, causing it to ooze more precum making my underwear get even wetter. “So, what… you wanna watch or you finally gonna stop being a pussy and participate? You know the little faggot isn’t going to say no,” he says. “Fuck you, man. I’m no pussy! But yeah, I wanna join,” I say, my voice cracking, betraying my menacing demeanor. “Alright, now we’re getting somewhere. This is gonna be fun! Wait here for 5 minutes, I’ll get him blindfolded and ready. Yeah, Brian told me all about it, bro. Don’t worry, you let me keep fucking his pretty, little faggot mouth and I’ll let you get in on the action all you want. Shit, if he was my little brother, I’d have him swallowing my nut every day!” Carlos laughs. He doesn’t wait for me to reply before he walks into the house, leaving me outside, hornier than ever. I take a few deep breaths and try to calm down. I wipe the sweat off my brow before looking at my phone. Why did I let Carlos and Brian get to me like this? In my head, I had planned to tell Carlos exactly how this whole thing was going to go, but instead it is him telling me. I guess it all stems from not being able to just admit I actually like all of this, I think to myself. I know it’s wrong. I know I shouldn’t like it, but yet, here I am with my 8.5-inch dick, rock hard, as I hide in the shadows waiting for Carlos to prep Logan for us. The anticipation is killing me. Minutes feel like hours and while it’s warm outside, I shiver a bit. When the five minutes pass by, I make my way to the front door, pausing for a moment before letting myself in. I can hear voices upstairs, but in my current state, I can’t make out the words. Almost as if on autopilot, I make my way upstairs. I stop a few izmit escort times, debating whether or not to turn back around. Fuck! I am fucked up, I know, but I am here and there’s no turning around at this point. My clammy palms grip the railing as I finish climbing the stairs. “Is that him?” I hear Logan’s eager voice. “Yeah. You gonna be a good little bitch and swallow him too?” Carlos demands. “Yes, sir. Please let me suck it now!” Logan begs. Carlos doesn’t reply. I hear a loud slapping noise, and my brotherly instincts kick in as I make my way into the room quickly. I will kill this motherfucker if he hurt my little brother. Carlos looks over at me and smiles cockily. He is sitting on Logan’s bed, his shorts around his ankles, Logan right in between them, almost drooling. His unblemished, plump, teenage ass framed beautifully by the lacey black thong. His eyes, blindfolded. “Do it again,” Logan begs. Carlos grabs his big, fat dick by the base and slaps Logan’s face with it. The little faggot moans and reaches between his legs and rubs his boy dick. He loves it. His face is red, and the sound Carlos’s dick makes when it comes in contact with Logan’s face makes my dick throb. Carlos looks over at me again and winks at me. He grabs Logan by the hair and shoves his dick into Logan’s willing and eager mouth. My little brother gags but doesn’t push him away. He has half of Carlos’s dick in his mouth. The blindfold soaks up the tears, but the few that manage to escape, stain his face. The room is heavy with lust and desire as he greedily attempts to swallow Carlos. Logan moans like a bitch as he takes it even deeper. “Lick my nuts, bitch. They’re nice and sweaty, just like you love them,” Carlos says, taking his dick out of Logan’s mouth. He groans in pleasure as he takes the long, uncut dick in his hands. He lifts Carlos’s dick to give him better access to the large, low-hanging nut-sac. Carlos motions me over with his eyes. I don’t realize, I have already taken my cock out and was openly jacking off, until I start walking over. I step out of my shorts and underwear when I reach my little brother. I am sweaty and my sweaty funk wafts into my nose. Logan can smell it. He inhales deeply and moans, searching for the source of the smell. “See bro. I told you the little faggot loves sweaty, ripe dick. Don’t you, bitch?” Carlos barks. “Mmm… yes sir! I love it. Can I please suck it? Please! Feed me,” Logan pleads. Carlos laughs at Logan’s request. He really gets off on demeaning the little faggot, I think to myself. It takes everything in me not to join in on the verbal degradation, but I know if I do, my identity will be revealed. I grab Logan’s hair tightly, making him squeal in shock and a bit of pain, no doubt, and pull him into my untrimmed, sweaty, funky crotch. My little brother is in heaven. He’s moaning and rubbing his bulge. He is exactly where he is meant to be; on his knees, enjoying dick. His small, soft hands roam all over my crotch. He runs his fingers through my pubes, releasing more of my ripe musk, making him moan even louder after inhaling deeply. His touch sends chills up and down my spine. It takes everything not to unload all over his face. A copious amount of precum starts flowing uncontrollably from my throbbing cock. Logan doesn’t skip a beat, taking my dick by the thick base and licking all the way up, greedily lapping at my free flowing precum. “There’s so much precum,” Logan says. As the boy talks, his lips part and the strings of my precum stretch between them. The sight is almost enough to send me over the edge and I have to take my dick out of his hands. I can’t risk cumming already. “I told you this kid was born for this. His brother left, and this little slut wasted no time inviting me over. Isn’t that right, faggot?” Carlos taunts. “Yes, sir! I am so horny, and I needed your dick. Please feed me more!” Logan begs, getting impatient but he knows better than to do anything without being told. “Fuuuuuck…” I moan. In my head, the word leaves my lips loudly but in reality, it was barely a whisper. Carlos is enjoying watching me squirm. “Does your brother know you’re a faggot?” Carlos asks. Logan nods quickly, “Yes! He’s caught me with cum all over my face and he even caught me fingering my pussy.” Hearing him call his hole a pussy makes my dick leak even more. I rub my index finger against my piss slit, gathering as much precum as I can and bring it to Logan’s lips. He greedily licks it off, sucking on my fingers. Carlos takes out his phone and points it at Logan, “I want you to tell your brother you’re a faggot slut and you need dick!” “Yes sir! Alex, I am a faggot. I am a faggot slut who can’t get enough dick. I love dick. I love cum. I love sucking dick and getting my pussy fucked. I love being filled with cum. I don’t care who it is, I just need dick so bad! I was born to be used by men!” Logan exclaims proudly. I don’t remember a time my dick has ever been this hard. I reach down and grab my dick tight in my hand to keep myself from cumming. Carlos smiles cockily over at me, enjoying this almost as much as I am. “Show my friend your yahya kaptan escort pussy, faggot” Carlos orders. Logan doesn’t flinch. He bends over and puts his face on the floor and reaches back and spreads his butt cheeks apart. His back is arched, making his ass look even larger. The pink outer ridges are barely visible as the thong string does its best to hide his quivering hole. I lick my lips and rub my chin before reaching for the string. I slide my finger under the lacey fabric towards the top of the thong and slowly drag it down towards the part that covers his hole, letting my fingers graze his hole. Logan shivers and moans as I let go of the string and hear it snap against his tiny pucker. He lets out a loud, guttural moan as I repeat the motion a few more times. Carlos looks at his phone and grabs Logan by the hair before pushing the boy onto his leaking dick. Logan greedily sucks as much as he can into his eager throat. I can’t take it anymore and I bring my face between his cheeks. I can smell his body wash but there’s a hint of teenage boy sweat on him. I pull the thong to the side, and start to devour his pussy. Logan moans as his throat and ass are assaulted simultaneously. I can feel his hole tighten and release as my tongue flicks back and forth. His hole puckers and then releases as I flatten my tongue against his crack and lick all the way up. “Mmph” Logan’s little, dick-muffled moans fill the room. I grab my little brother by the hips and start to pull him deeper onto my tongue. Quickly, he starts pushing his ass back on his own. His bubble butt jiggles all over my face with each thrust. I pull my face out of his ass and slap his ass hard, leaving a red handprint on his ass. Logan whimpers loudly pulling off Carlos’s dick momentarily. “Stop teasing me and fuck me! I don’t know when my brother gets home, and I need to be fucked. Please put your dick in me! Please!!” Logan begs desperately. Carlos laughs and looks at me, “go ahead, bro. Put your raw dick in the little whore.” I cannot believe my luck. I bite my bottom lip, expecting to wake up at any minute, but I don’t. I close my eyes momentarily and the room starts to spin. When I open them up, Logan is still on all fours sucking as if his life depended on it. Logan slurps loudly, making sure Carlos enjoys his wet blowjob. I can’t take it anymore, I shove a finger into Logan’s mouth, feeling Carlos’s thick dick next to it. Both of them moan as my finger stretches Logan’s mouth a bit wider. I take my wet finger and shove it roughly into Logan’s hole. There is no resistance, the boy’s hungry pussy swallows up my finger to the knuckle. Logan throws his ass back, fucking himself on my thick finger. Fuck, this little whore just took my finger with no lube. I look at Carlos as I spit down on my throbbing meat. My dick is red, and the veins are prominently on display. My dick is begging for release. I rub the spit up and down on my dick, making sure it’s covered. I grab my dick at the base and line it up against Logan’s hole. I thrust forward hard and am met with resistance. “Relax, faggot, and let him in,” Carlos says reaching back and spreading Logan’s ass cheeks for me. Again, I grab my dick and press it against Logan’s hungry, little pussy. This time, his pucker opens slightly, and the tip of my dick head is engulfed in a warmth and wetness I’ve never felt before. “Mmmmm,.. it’s so big!” Logan moans before Carlos pushes him back down on his dick. I hold still waiting for Logan’s ass lips to relax enough for me to push my thick mushroom head into his hole. I slap his ass, making his cheeks jiggle and the head pops in. The tightness is almost too much, and I concentrate on not cumming. Logan is moaning even more now, and I can tell he’s trying to run away from my dick. I quickly grab his hips and hold him in place and he stops moving. As much as I despise Brian, he trained Logan well. He knows I am in charge and he knows I am not stopping until I drop a load in him. “Go ahead, man. Fuck the little faggot whore. He needs it. Don’t you, faggot?” “FUCK ME! PLEASE, FUCK MY PUSSY!” Logan moans. That is all I needed to hear. I grip his hips tighter and spit on my dick again before I start to push it deeper into his hole. Logan pushes back, and I can feel his pussy lips start to suck me in deep into his tight, warm, wet boy hole. “Fuck!” I say loudly, trying my best to disguise my voice. At this point, I am too far gone to care if he knows it’s me. With my hands firmly gripping his hips, I start thrusting deeper into his pussy. I don’t let a single inch come out of his hole, instead I try to fuck every inch deeper into him. I look down and I can see Logan’s body lifting up with each thrust. He looks like a rag doll being filled at each end. Carlos and I begin to develop a rhythm and we slam deep into Logan with each thrust. We’re all moaning uncontrollably and soon I see Carlos’s face contort with pleasure. He is on the verge of cumming. I stop thrusting and watch as he grabs Logan’s head with both hands before skull fucking him. The noises coming from my little brother are a mix of squeals gebze escort and moans and a ton of gagging and slurping. Throat slime covers Logan’s face and Carlos’s dick as he deep dicks Logan’s willing throat. Part of me wants to stop this assault but the look on Logan’s face lets me know just how much he is loving it, so I let it continue. “Fuck! I’m gonna cum, faggot! You better fucking swallow it all!” He says, gripping Logan’s hair even tighter, making him yelp. I can see the muscles in Carlos’s legs tighten, his large, low hanging balls pull up in their sac as he moans and unloads what seems to be a huge load into Logan’s throat. The boy gags but Carlos plugs the boy’s nose with one hand, the other still on the back of Logan’s head giving Logan no choice but to swallow. The smell of cum, man funk and testosterone are all the motivation I need to start long stroking Logan’s tight boypussy. I pull out until just my mushroom is inside him before slamming right back into him, my balls smacking into him. “I gotta bounce. Don’t take off the blindfold until he leaves, faggot. Enjoy that pussy,” Carlos says slapping Logan’s face gently, before pulling up his shorts and walking out of the room with a shit eating grin. I am alone with my little brother in his room, my dick buried to the hilt inside his 14-year-old hole. I am a man possessed and I plan to take full advantage of this. I put my hand around Logan’s throat, his back arches and I feel myself slide in even deeper, his pussy completely slick with all the precum I’ve been leaking in him. “Oh my God! Please don’t stop. Please! Keep fucking me,” Logan begs almost in tears. I bite and kiss my brother’s neck, making him squirm and grind himself deeper onto my dick. He not only wants this, he needs it. I grab Logan’s hips and start to stand us up. His legs are weak, so I have to hold him up. His hands thrash out looking for something to hold onto as I fuck my dick in and out of his plump ass, making him bounce around like a rag doll. I can’t begin to imagine what is going on in his brain but when I reach around and rub his bulge, it’s soaked. “Did you cum, faggot?” I whisper in his ear. He doesn’t answer, instead he grinds his ass onto me once again. He is hungry tonight. I pull out of him and he starts to fall to the ground, his arms out in front of him to break his fall, but I pick him up in my arms before he hits the ground. I grab him and toss him on the bed, and he lands on his back. His face is tear and spit stained, turning me on even more. I grab his feet and pull his legs up, bending him in half, his gaping pussy on display. I hold both of his legs up as I shove my dick deep into his open hole in one swift motion. Logan’s hands grip his comforter, his toes curled. The sound of my balls smacking his cheeks and our moans are all that can be heard. I am sweating profusely and it drips down onto Logan, his little body glistening. I put his legs down and he lets out a sigh of relief. The moment is short lived because I grab his arms and pull them around my neck, his legs instinctively wrap around my waist, almost as if he knows what is coming next. I slide a hand under his back and lift his toned, lithe body into my arms. He holds on tight as I stand up, my hands on his hips. I slowly start to bounce my little brother onto my dick. His mouth is open, but nothing comes out. His fingers and heals dig into my back as my dick fucks deeply in and out of him. I know I am not going to last very long. I keep one hand firmly planted on his hip while the other roams up and down his back. My balls start to tighten, and I give one final thrust when I see his lips part. “Fuck me, Alex!” AUTHOR’S NOTES: I bet you guys thought you were going to have to wait another few months before you got the next installment of the story, huh? I like to keep you guys on the edge of your seats and I knew with that ending I couldn’t leave you hanging too long! A few of you have emailed saying I had strayed away from the original storyline of Logan. I appreciate all the good and not so good commentary, but I can guarantee you would be bored if every chapter was Alex fucking Logan, plus it’s just not realistic. You all read this story, I assume, because the plot isn’t predicable. I wanted to create a fantasy story with realistic characters and realistic scenarios, hence why not every chapter has sex. Alex is really struggling with his sexuality and desires. For those of you that are tired of that inner turmoil, I ask you to think back on your own discovery. We don’t all eagerly accept our sexuality and it haunts us for a while. Remember, while we are 22 chapters now (WOW) in, only a few months have passed in the story, so it’s a bit unrealistic for Alex to just say ‘Fuck it. I’m bi/gay and I like fucking my brother. With all that said, thank you all so much for continuing to read and emailing me your positive words of encouragement. This might be the last chapter I write this year as this is my last semester of school, the holidays and exams will take up my time. I will do my best to write, but no promises! Don’t forget to email me your thoughts on this chapter. Oh yeah, and if you can, don’t forget to donate to Nifty, if you’re able to! Every little bit helps! Hornysuckboy, thank you again for proofing my chapter. You are so fucking amazing, and I will never be tired of saying that! Happy Holidays! Alex

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