"F-feet first. I want to be able to see light." You replied, more than a little terrified. You moved to the edge of his palm, ready to be picked up.
He smirked as he sat down in your computer chair, gingerly plucking you between thumb and forefinger with his left hand and using the right that you were just sitting on to grasp his rod. Evan gave his shaft a few pumps to push it towards it's full length before dangling you above his open slit. "O-okay, here we go. I promise to get you out if it doesn't seem to be working, alright?"
You sighed and nodded, terror subsiding with Evan's reassurance. As forceful as he was sometimes, he always tried to be attentive to your safety. And it wasn't like your own cock wasn't rock hard as well. This was definitely going to be something neither of you were going to forget. That said, if you had the choice, you would probably have asked to do something else by now.
With your reluctant submission, Evan fed your legs into his cock head. He winced as you entered him, stopping for a moment as his urethra spasmed around your shins. The pressure was gentle, no harm done. But every instinct told you that you were about to be swallowed by some alien monster.
Once up to your waist in man meat your brother let go of your upper body and leaned back in the chair, moaning as he felt your futile squirms that only served to slip you deeper into his anatomy. "Fuck yes. This is awesome big bro. I wonder how deep you can go?"
Before you could react Evan's right hand curled around the upper half of his 11 inch cock, with his thumb print falling into place on the top of his glans as if it were a flight stick. The pressure was immediate, and you were pushed fully into his shaft in a matter of seconds. Darkness, heat, tolerable pressure, the smell of cum, and the sound of blood rushing around you inside of Evan's phallus were your entire world.
You were afraid, and with every moment your descent into Evan's world became even more visceral.
On the outside however, Evan was on cloud nine. The bulge you made on the upper portion of his shaft wasn't quite as detailed as the image he saw, but it did the job. He was incredibly turned on. It was all he could do to not be rough with his stroking, ever careful not to squeeze too hard when his fingers danced against your form. Fortunately he had a bit of practice from the times he had jacked off with you on the outside.
"Damn this feels good. It kind of stings, I guess cause I'm not used to it yet." He said, assuming you could hear him. You could for the most part, but you doubted he could hear you. "I bet once we do this a few more times I won't even feel anything but pleasure. Gotta break you in."
The joke, needless to say, wasn't appreciated. But you didn't have long to feel annoyed before pressure started to build up around you. Your brother was working himself to climax it seemed. That wasn't good. You definitely didn't want to go flying out the end of his dick like a cork gun.
There also seemed to be a force pulling you further down. Becoming further entombed didn't seem like a great idea either. You were between Evan's sack and a hard place.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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