How the hell did he find you this time?! Did someone tip Dan off to the fact that you had left the house? Did he just guess that you were heading off to Alen's place?
It didn't really matter anymore. Yet again, you felt the familiar rush of air as you dropped into the musky confines of your brother's boxer briefs. His penis was already stiffening upon your arrival, it's ten inch length dwarfing your one inch stature, the head forcing its way upward beyond view and past his waist band.
The fact that he shrank you in public of all places, right on the sidewalk, was blowing your mind. What if someone saw him? How was he going to explain the absolute insanity that was your existence? Your life was hell sometimes but ending up being studied in some government lab would not have been an improvement.
Regardless, the familiar feeling of teenage scrotum against your nude body, plastering your diminutive form between cotton fabric and a pair of testicles that could hold several copies of you (something you understood from experience), imprisoned with nary a bulge both infuriated and calmed your psyche. You could feel Dan bending over, the sound of a zipper alerting you to the fact that he was stuffing your clothes into a duffel bag you only caught a glimpse of when you ran into him. No evidence would be left of this most recent transgression. Just like every other time. Yet again, you were reduced to being your brother's cock toy.
With that, Dan walked calmly back to your house, chuckling quietly to himself as he pondered how best to punish you for trying to escape. No doubt he would choose something that would allow him to keep you trapped against or inside his person for an extended period of time. As far as he was concerned, it was his right to do so. And he enjoyed the power way too much to even think of letting you off the hook without getting some form of physical gratification from the situation.
Soon, he was back to the house. You jostled against his flesh as he ran up the stairs. You heard his bedroom door shut, a deep, sadistic, yet playful laugh ringing out as he set the duffel bag down, kicked off his shoes, and pulled off his pants. Light flooded through his briefs then, followed by cooler air as his tree trunk fingers grabbed your tiny body and dragged you across his shaft into the open air.
"So shrimp, I've decided what I'm gonna do with you for running off..." He said, the ambiguity of the statement sounding like a threat. Dan clenched his hand against his cock, pushing you face first into its sweltering flesh as a rhythmic motion began. Of course he was going to use you to jack off. What else was he going to do? Internally you kicked yourself for asking that. There were so many other things your brother could have done. Had done in the past. Would do in the future. Would probably be doing in the near future right after he climaxed. The teenage terror laid on his bed, grinning ear to ear in the brief moments you could see his smug face.
Up and down. Up, and down. Upanddown. He was changing his tempo seemingly at random. Probably to mess with you, keep you guessing as to when a milky torrent was going to be cascading down your body like a waterfall of molasses. Suddenly the motion was sent into overdrive. He was awfully excited today, granted he had already experienced a full twenty minutes, probably more of arousal when he had gone to collect you. So now was simply the final act of his lust, at least temporarily. Or so you hoped.
Ashe grunted one last time, the motion of his hand stopped, only to be replaced by Dan's twitching cock, and finally a long drawn out moan and an eruption of seed that following prophecy dropped down the shaft and across your back. His hand retreated, leaving you to slowly slide down your brother's penis to the plush shelf of his balls.
You were absolutely soaked in his cum, sputtering as you tried to keep it out of your mouth. But that sensation didn't last long as once more you were snatched up, and placed in the dark confines of a wet, fleshy cave lined with ivory daggers and inhabited by an angry tongue. The muscle pushed you against the roof of his mouth, swishing this way and that as Dan's lips sealed away the light. You knew better than to scream or protest. That would simply encourage your tormentor to leave you in his mouth for even longer, possibly until you came against your will. Sometimes that was his goal anyway, despite your lack of engagement. Fortunately for today you were spat back out into his hand in a short amount of time. Now mostly clean, you began the next part of the journey.
"I know we do this almost every time, but you're going in my nuts again. I just love the way you squirm in my ballsack. Makes me feel like a god..." With that, Dan pushed you feet first into his cock slit, your head facing back towards him so he could see the look in your eyes as he once again conquered you. "This is so fucking cool, man. I should take video of this. I could probably make a killing off of putting you away in my cock. In fact, I think I will."
Moments later your brother had his phone pointed at your impending descent, even pulling you out and shoving you back in for the purposes of staging the scene. He then winced, contracting the muscles in his shaft to pull you in deeper, though you could tell he was playing up his reaction for the sake of the video. Soon your thighs disappeared, followed by your waist, your navel, your nipples, and finally your shoulders and head, and in the darkness you felt his index finger follow you as far as it could into his cock, sounding it and jumpstarting your most recent spelunking adventure.
"Haha, yeah. The little twerp is getting what he deserves, gonna be swimming in my balls for hours... That's what he gets for trying to run away. See that bulge? That's a whole human being inside my cock! Bet you sickos wish that was you." Soon, your downward journey was inevitable. Dan pulled his finger free, but gravity and muscle spasms worked together to drive you further into your brother's man meat. Cum caked you from head to toe, and the urethra was too tight for you to struggle. Soon you entered an even tighter tube that looped up and around and down. Then, you slipped through a hole and into a chamber that could easily have held several people your size without issue. From experience you knew it was Dan's left testicle. It was a little lower down than his right, which meant it moved a little more when he jacked off. Information you had because the hellion was jacking off yet again.
As he climaxed once more, all but cheering as your prison contracted and expelled everything save yourself, you sat in the ankle deep liquid and settled in for the long haul with a heavy sigh.
Outside your prison, Dan laughed as he gave continued commentary on your predicament. "You can barely see it, but if you look closely you can see the outline of the little dork's feet. Fuck that's so hot. Almost makes me want to nut again. Until next time you freaks." With that, he turned off the camera. He spent the next two hours playing with his balls, tilting and turning and twisting them, squeezing your battered form and laughing like a mad man. It was the funniest joke in the world to Dan. And the most arousing thing he would ever experience. Nothing would ever stop him from treating you as his personal penis pet.
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