He groaned and his eyes danced with interest. “Is that something you’d like?”
I shrugged. “Not sure, Casey bear. But the idea of someone whoshouldcare about me kind of… owning me… holding me down. Sinking their load in my ass. I want it. It’s so much hotter that you’re willing to say sorry when you’re mean or… things go wrong. I can’t even tell you what that does to me.” My cock twitched in my pants. I breathed through a strong surge of adrenaline that settled between my legs and plumped my shaft.
He smirked. “That’s a thing for you?”
“Maybe?”
“I’m sorry I scared you.” He leaned down and sucked a soft kiss on my neck, which streaked need through me. My cockhead pushed against my tight underwear and had me holding my breath. “Gonna move you.” He didn’t give me a chance to say anything about his plan as he picked me up around the waist and put me on the counter. In one swift motion, he grabbed my thighs and spread my legs apart before he stepped in close. I felt vulnerable as Casey rubbed his thumbs on the outside of my legs. We weren’t pressed together, but he could easily see what he’d done to me. The bulge in my jeans was unmistakable. I gripped his shirt with my free hand.
“You’re so strong,” I whispered and felt stupid saying it, but it was true.
“Can you tell me how to approach you?” His shit-eating grin should have been a turn off. It wasn’t. I smacked his chest lightly until he glanced up from where my dick strained.
“Just don’t do things when my back is turned.”
“What if you’re watching TV, and I say I’m going to touch you? Is that enough warning?”
I shrugged. “You mean if I’m not looking at you? Yeah, that would be okay.”
He leaned in and pecked a kiss onto my cheek. “Do you want to have adult time now?”
My stomach swooped and an unexpected sadness hit me. It was over already? I felt like I’d barely had time to draw and the movie wasn’t finished yet. I was surprised how much I wanted what he’d promised me: time with him to do whatever I wanted. “Can you… can my Big Brother let me sit on his lap while we watch the rest of the movie?”
He massaged my legs harder, and I noticed I wasn’t the only one who was excited by the way he was touching me. The cock snaking up and to the left in the front of his sweatpants could be used as a murder weapon. Kill me with one fuck.Unf.I bit my lip, and he glanced down, his smirk turning into a full-blown smug smile. I inched my hand down, and he snagged my wrist. I thought for a second he wasn’t going to let me touch him, but he guided me to where he was stretched out to the left, and I wiggled my fingers until he pressed my hand to the fat cockhead pushing out the fabric. He bared his teeth as I explored the curve of his shaft and played my fingers around the wide bell where it was trapped.
“You wanna get back to your movie now, cutie?”
I rubbed my thumb over him, and he rolled his hips forward. My dick surged and I swallowed down a moan. “Please, Big Brother.”
The kiss he dropped on my cheek boiled more heat in my belly. He helped me hop down off the counter, even though I would have been fine to do it alone. The mood was definitely heavier now than when we’d last been in the den, and I blamed myself for the change as I walked along so close to Casey that my elbow bumped him the whole way. The great thing about him was that he didn’t seem flustered, only flopped onto the couch and held out his arms. I was happy enough to settle onto him.
Casey had a lot of great things going for him. He was warm and big, and it was nice to be held against his chest. His cock dug in against my ass and the huge piece of meat throbbed. My dick lurched with pleasure in a sympathetic thump. He turned the movie back on, and when he dropped the remote, he settled his hand on my belly and held me close. His heavy palm near all my fun junk had me panting as my dick strained, and after a while I was sitting there barely seeing the movie while my hard-on distracted me.
Then the bulge under my ass seemed bigger, if that was possible. Was there such a thing as a sex hallucination? Casey rocked his hips against me but only slightly. When I glanced over my shoulder at him, he gave me a crooked grin. “Are you enjoying the movie, little brother?”
“Uh huh.”
He chuckled.
Time evaporated as I tried out wriggling against his wood to see if he’d pump his hips. He didn’t, but he grunted and made noises that had me hard as fuck. The credits rolled eventually, and Casey continued to hold me. Nudge his cock against me. I was straight on fire.
“Casey bear,” I sighed and leaned my head against his chest. I loved saying his pretend-time name, too.
“I’ve never thought about being a Big Brother before tonight.” His warm breath gusted into my ear, and I shivered.
“You’re still in charge of me, right? Is that okay? I kind of like it.” I nestled back into his arms.
“More than, but you still have to listen, or there will be trouble.”
Casey danced his fingers over my belly, and I gasped with laughter as I caught his hand. “You better not!”
“Or what?” He slid his free hand down and cupped my cock. Electric sparks tickled through my belly on the inside, and I groaned, relaxing back against him.
“Or… I won’t give you a kiss goodnight.” I nodded and stuck out my tongue.
“Yeah, you will.”
He rubbed right between my legs, slow and steady, and I whined out an embarrassing sound. Every now and then he dipped lower and gave my balls a light, teasing fondle.
