This choice: ...nobody's there. Brian retrieves a towel without incident. • Go Back...Chapter #7The next morning with Brian by: Prax   You watch in horror as the door swings open, only to reveal an empty hallway.
"Oh, guess I didn't shut the door all the way." Brian said, with a chuckle. "Hope nobody heard us." he said as he left the room, returning quickly with a towel. He tossed it on you, and flopped onto the bed, instantly asleep. You quietly clean yourself up as best you can , and stick the towel under the bed. You have a hard time falling asleep, as confused thoughts race through your head. How could this happen? Are you gay now? How could you enjoy that? Did anyone hear? What will happen if anyone finds out? What did he mean by "I'm not the biggest in my family"? After an hour or two you drift off to sleep, mentally exhausted.
You are awoken by a strange sensation. You're laying face-down and something warm is rubbing against your backside. You still haven't woken up completely yet, and your sleep deprived brain can't make sense of it yet.
That's very odd. Why would something be rubbing against me. It feels good, though. Hmm, this isn't my bed. Where am I? That's right, Zoe's house. And this is Zoe's bed. No, that's not right this is Brian's bed, and last night...
"Are you awake now? Stay still and keep quiet." A voice whispers in your ear. Suddenly it all comes flooding back to you, and you snap awake, realizing where you are. You look over your shoulder to see Brian's smug face grinning at you in the morning light. He had his hands planted on either side of your body and his cock against your back.
"What are you doing?" you ask, as if you didn't know.
"I always get excited first thing in the morning. Normally, I go and jack off in the bathroom, but when Anna, or Zoe, or mom gets there first, I like to stay in here and rub it on the bed. But you're here today, and I was thinking you'd feel better than the bed, and I was right. You're a heavy sleeper you know? It took you 10 whole minutes to wake up." Brian said as he slowly ground his massive cock against your ass.
You opened your mouth to protest, but all that came out was a quiet, involuntary moan. As the length of his warm precum-slick cock rubbed against your ass, shameful pleasure radiated through your body. Along with your 4-inch dick, this was your other secret shame, your sensitive asshole. In the past, you had experimented with anal masturbation, resulting in amazing orgasms. You gradually became self-conscious and stopped, worried that if anyone found out they'd think you were gay. However. from time to time, the desire to use your ass for pleasure returned, like when you had that wet dream about Zoe and the strap-on.
"Are you having fun too?" Asked Brian, playfully. You shut your mouth and tried to look away. This was the last thing you wanted him to know about.
"No." you replied, trying to hold back any sound that would betray you, as Brian thrust with his hips, grinding against you even more forcefully. Was there any point in trying to hide it? You know that he can tell. He can tell by the look on your face, the tone of your voice. He may be a kid, but he can read you like a book. Still, you have to resist in some way, right? You can't just roll over and become a glorified sex toy to a grade-schooler after only one night.
He pulled his cock back and leaned in close and whispered in your ear. "Maybe you'd be having more fun if I was fucking you." The slick head of his cock was positioned directly against your asshole.
You gasp, freezing up. "Please... don't..." you say meekly, as he slowly presses his cock against you. You can feel it pulsing and throbbing against you, threatening to force its way in. Brian's stronger than he looks, and you have no leverage in this position. If he's serious, you won't be able to stop him, but you can't give in either. As the pressure mounts, you brace yourself for the inevitable, when he lets his cock slip upwards, grinding his entire length against your asshole. Surprised, you momentarily lose composure, letting out an undignified moan.
Your face flushes with embarrassment and he leans in close again. "Did you think I was actually going to fuck you?" He began moving more quickly. "I'm pretty sure you wanted it, though. "You're lying. You want my cock, and I'm gonna make you admit it. All week long, I'm gonna make you cum with my cock." It was true, this rough treatment was bringing you ever closer to orgasm, and, at this point, there was nothing you could do to stop it.
"I'll make you cum until you can't cum without it!" Brian thrust against you one last time before his cock erupted, the first shot hitting the back of your head. For a full minute, thick ropes of cum coated your back as your own cock pumped its comparatively pathetic load into the bedsheets. At last Brian sat up letting his cock rest on your ass, still drooling the last remnants of his orgasm. In this position, you feel completely defeated, haw can you face Zoe after being used by her little brother?
Brian dismounts and tosses the still-sticky towel from the night before over you. "I'm gonna go get a shower. You might want to get one when I'm done unless you want to smell like my cum all day. Clean up in here, and I'll let you know when I'm done." He commanded as he left the room cheerfully. This is turning out to be a terrible vacation. How could this possibly get any worse?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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