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>knock knock knock
>"Fuck off mom, not right now"
>"It's me, anon, I brought you some food are you hungry?"
>"Fuck, sorry."
>He unlocks door, opens it
>wearing boxers
>holy abs
>really fucking ripped like all he's been doing is working out and nothing eating anything for two days
>haggard
>scary fucking bags under his dead eyes
>feel really bad empathy for him
>like my heart is breaking
>want to hug him but hands full of pasta
>"holy shit are you ok?"
>"No."
>snatches bowl out of my hands
>begins to devour
>"Come in," he invites me
>sits down on bed, whole room smells like stale cum and sweat
>pussy wetter than a swimming pool cause I'm young and abs/dry semen
>sit next to him
>"uuuhhhmmm want to talk about anything?" I ask retardedly
>"No."
>Finishes bowl of pasta, sauce around his lips like he's been eating raw flesh or something metal like that
>Feel overwhelming desire to lick it off
>"Um, so you want more pasta?"
>"No."
>Look down, a bit of his dick is poking through his boxers
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>wetter than the goddam ocean
>grind legs together a bit and inhale
>"Uh…Tiffany came around" I lie
>"What? Don't tell me that shit."
>He fucking throws himself back on his bed
>his dick halfway flops out
>literally just staring at it now
>he's looking up at the ceiling not looking at anything
>"I fucking hate that bitch," he says, "she never shuts the fuck up about herself and she was kissing [someone I can't remember] at a party last night. Fucking whore"
>Can't help myself
>Lunge hand at dick
>grab floppy penis through boxers
>We both freeze
>Pull back hand
>"Wait."
>"um sorry I don't know why I did thatwhatthefuckiswrongwithmeimfuckingleavingn-"
>"Wait."
>He props himself up a bit, abs defined like a washingboard
>"Look, I don't mind."
>"W-what?"
>Grabs my hand
>places it on abs
>"Look, I know you're fucking weird. You never have any boyfriends, you keep trying to brush your teeth and shit when I'm in the shower, and I caught you peeping through the doors a couple times when I was jerking off."
>I'm literally fucking shaking
>hand starts moving unconscious across musculature
>"It seriously doesn't bother me."
>"W-w-what?" hand moves up to pectorals
>"Just go for it."
>Next thing I know I'm on top of him kissing tomato sauce off my brother's lips
>he's kissing me back with intensity
>rip off ratty black sweatshirt, I'm not wearing a bra cause no tits
>he immediately starts to rub my nips with his hands, feel like I could carve ice with them
>grinding my pussy against his chest
>I keep making these soft little moans reflexively
>feel his dick harden
>prodding against my bony pale ass
>knock knock knock
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>freeze like a rabbit in headlights
>"are you two ok?"
>fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuc
>"Yeah mom, anon's just talking to me about Tiff."
>bro sounds like he's talking to a teacher or some shit
>perfectly calm voice
>"Ok, hope you feel better."
>doesn't open door, can hear her walk away
>god I love my mom
>heartbeat 300bpm
>big bro gently pushes me off him
>"I don't know what the fuck I was thinking," he says. "Bring me more pasta."
>Put sweatshirt back on
>Resist desire to go schlick until I pass out
>make more pasta
>dad creeps into kitchen and sniffs a bit
>"smells really good in here, honey!"
>insta-dry
>bring big bro another bowl but he's asleep
>go to bed that night
>finger myself into a coma thinking about my bros dick
>cum at least 5 times