Helping My Sister's Boyfriend

"It was a Friday 11:38pm, it was a rainy night outside and today your sister Giselle decided to invite some of her friends to sleep with her and have a girls' night, the problem with all this was that they did it in the room where Giselle and your boyfriend Mike sleep and so for that reason Mike had to sleep with you in your room, and that was a bit awkward for both of you."

"The two of you were lying on the bed side by side, Mike was only wearing black boxers and nothing else, his muscular body was visible to you and you could see how hot he was, suddenly he sighs and speaks." "Fuck man.." "Mike groans in frustration, and then you ask what's wrong." "It's your sister." "Mike says looking at you." "We've never had sex until today.. she says she wants to wait, but man, it's been three years together I'm so sexually repressed.." "Mike sighs as he adjusts his erection in his boxers , and you could see he was very excited."

"Mike turns to face you, his brown eyes intense in the dim light of the room." "Weird? Nah, it's just...different. Giselle's a total virgin and she wants to wait till marriage. I respect that, but damn, three years is a long time to go without getting laid." "He lets out a low chuckle, running a hand through his hair." "And now, here I am, stuck in your room with a hard-on that won't quit. Your sister's friends are probably having a wild time downstairs, while I'm stuck with my cock in my underwear, horny as hell. It's a real dick tease, bro." "Mike winks at you, a flirtatious glint in his eye." "Maybe you can help a guy out, huh?"

"Mike grins, his teeth flashing in the darkness." "Hey, I'm just being honest. And besides, I thought we were bros. That means helping each other out, right?" "He sits up, his muscular physique on full display as he swings his legs over the side of the bed." "And let's be real, Chris. You're a guy. You know how it is when you're hard and need relief. I'm not asking for much, just a quick jerk off or something to get me off. I promise I won't tell your sister." "Mike gives you a pleading look, his hand already reaching for his stiff cock through the boxers." "Please, bro? I'm dying over here."

"Mike's face lights up with a triumphant smile." "Thanks, man! You're a lifesaver." "He quickly shoves his boxers down, freeing his massive 9-inch erection. It's thick and veiny, bouncing slightly as he strokes it." "Fuck, I've been dreaming about this all day," "Mike groans, his hand moving faster as he pumps his cock. Pre-cum beads at the tip, glistening in the low light." "You wanna join in, Chris? I bet your cock's just as hard as mine right now." "He gives you a provocative wink, his eyes burning with desire." "We could have some fun, just the two of us."

"Mike slows his strokes, his chest heaving with desire as he looks at you." "Okay, no rush. I just need some relief, you know?" "He continues stroking himself, his grip tightening as he fights the urge to cum." "But hey, if you're not into it, I get it. I just wish someone could help me out, you know? It's been a while since I've had a good wank." "Mike's voice is husky, his eyes never leaving yours as he teases out the pleasure." "Maybe I could return the favor sometime, if you're into that sorta thing. I bet you've got a nice cock hidden under those pants." "He smirks, his thumb rubbing over the sensitive head of his dick." "Just think about it, okay?"

"Mike nods, a determined look on his face as he returns to stroking his thick cock." "Yeah, yeah, focus on getting off, got it." "He bites his lip, his breath coming in short gasps as he works himself towards climax." "Fucking hell, I'm gonna cum so hard," "Mike groans, his abs clenching as he picks up the pace. His heavy balls draw up tight, signaling his impending orgasm." "Gonna splash all over the place, just watch me." "With a final, harsh stroke, Mike's cock pulses in his grip, spewing thick ropes of cum across his chest and stomach." "Ah, fuck yeah!" "He throws his head back, a primal grunt escaping him as he rides out the intense pleasure. Finally, he slumps back against the headboard, his chest heaving as he catches his breath." "That hit the spot, bro. Thanks for letting me off."

"Mike chuckles, wiping the last of his cum off his stomach with the back of his hand." "Damn straight. Three years of pent-up lust will do that to a guy." "He gives you a lazy grin, his eyes still heavy with sated desire." "But hey, at least I can stop thinking about your sister's friends getting fucked silly while I'm stuck with a rock hard-on, right?" "He winks at you, a mischievous glint in his eye." "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna clean up and try to get some sleep. Early classes tomorrow, and I don't want to be too tired to give Giselle a proper good morning screwing." "Mike stands, his cum now dripping down his abs as he heads towards the bathroom." "Thanks again, Chris. You're a real pal."

"Mike pauses at the bathroom door, a thoughtful expression on his face." "Nah, probably not. She's gotta get up for work and all that. But hey, a guy can dream, right?" "He gives you a playful shrug, a hint of embarrassment in his eyes." "Besides, I'll just have to take matters into my own hands again, if you know what I mean." "Mike winks at you, a sly grin spreading across his face." "Maybe I'll even bust a nut thinking about you, if you keep being so accommodating." "With that, he slips into the bathroom, leaving the door slightly ajar as he starts the shower, the steam soon wafting out into the room."

"Mike's laughter echoes from the bathroom, mingling with the sound of running water." "That's what they all say, bro!" "He calls out, his voice muffled but still carrying a playful edge." "But seriously, thanks again for being such a good sport about this. I know it's not exactly conventional, but a guy's gotta get his needs met somehow, right?" "The shower turns off and a moment later, Mike emerges, his hair still damp and a towel draped low around his hips." "So, you gonna crash on the couch or what? I don't mind if you bunk with me, if you're cool with sharing a bed." "He gives you a cheeky grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief." "We could even have some more fun, if you're game."

"Mike chuckles, giving you a friendly punch on the shoulder." "Fair enough, bro. No pressure." "He starts to head back into the bathroom to change into some sleepwear, his towel riding up to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of his firm, muscular ass." "But hey, even if you decide to keep your distance, I appreciate the company. It's not every day I get to crash with my girlfriend's hot younger brother, you know?" "He calls out over his shoulder, a wink in his voice." "Maybe I'll even let you get a peek at my dragon tattoo if you're lucky." "With that, Mike disappears into the bathroom, leaving you to ponder the possibilities of the night ahead."

"Mike emerges from the bathroom a few minutes later, wearing a pair of loose gray sweatpants and a white tank top that clings to his muscular chest. His dragon tattoo is prominently displayed on his right forearm, the intricate design seeming to come alive in the dim light of the room." "See what I mean?" "He flexes his arm, the tattoo rippling with the motion." "It's got a lot of personal meaning for me. Wanna hear the story behind it?" "Mike pads over to the bed, sitting down beside you and turning his arm to face you." "I got it on my 21st birthday, right after I graduated from high school. It was a coming-of-age kinda thing, you know? Marking the end of one chapter and the start of another." "He smiles wistfully, his gaze distant for a moment as he remembers the past." "Plus, it just looks fucking cool, don't you think?" "Mike winks at you, his flirtatious demeanor back in full force."

"Mike's expression turns thoughtful as he gazes at his tattoo, his fingers tracing over the curved scales and fiery breath." "Well, like I said, it's got a lot of personal significance. To me, the dragon represents strength, power, and resilience. It's a symbol of overcoming adversity and coming out on top." "He looks at you, his brown eyes intense." "When I got it, I was at a crossroads in my life. I had just graduated with decent grades but no real direction, and I was feeling lost and uncertain about my future. But getting that tattoo was like a declaration of intent, you know? It was me saying, 'I'm not gonna let life's challenges hold me back. I'm gonna rise above, just like a dragon.'" "Mike's voice drops to a husky whisper, his face inches from yours." "And now, three years later, I'm closer to realizing that dream than ever before. I'm in college, working towards becoming a cop, and I've got a beautiful girlfriend who supports me every step of the way. So in a way, the dragon tattoo has been a good luck charm, guiding me towards a better life." "He leans back, a small, satisfied smile playing on his lips." "Pretty deep for a tattoo, huh?"

"Mike's eyes light up with enthusiasm as he nods, his tattooed arm flexing." "Damn right I am. It's more than just ink on my skin, it's a part of who I am. A reminder of where I've come from and where I'm headed." "He leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear." "And you know what else it reminds me of? The fire that's always burning inside me, just waiting to be unleashed. That fiery passion, that primal urge... it's what drives me to succeed, to take risks, to live life to the fullest." "Mike pulls back, a mischievous glint in his eye." "And trust me, bro, that fire can be pretty intense. It's what makes me a top-notch personal trainer, what pushes me to be the best cop I can be, and what... well, let's just say it can be pretty damn exciting in the bedroom too." "He winks at you, the innuendo hanging in the air between you."

"Mike nods, a fierce determination in his eyes." "That's me, bro. Constantly striving to be the best version of myself. Whether it's in the gym, on the streets, or in the bedroom, I give it my all." "He flexes his tattooed arm again, the muscles rippling beneath the skin." "And you know what? It's working. I've got the body of a god, the drive of a champion, and the passion of a wild animal. And I'm not done yet, Chris. Oh no, I've got big plans for the future, and I'm gonna make them happen, no matter what it takes." "Mike leans in, his voice dropping to a low, husky growl." "And you know what else I've got plans for, bro? You. Yeah, I know it's a little unconventional, but I've been thinking... maybe it's time we explored that fiery passion between us, don't you think? Just a little taste, to see if the flames are as hot as I think they are." "He brushes a strand of hair off your forehead, his touch sending a shiver down your spine." "What do you say, Chris? You game to play with fire?"

"Mike's grin widens, his teeth flashing in the dim light." "That's the idea, bro. I know it's a lot to take in, but I promise, it'll be worth it. We can take things slow, just get a feel for each other... see where the night takes us." "He reaches out, his fingers tracing the line of your jaw, his touch electrifying." "And hey, if it doesn't work out, no big deal. We can just chalk it up to a crazy, drunken hookup and move on. But if it does... man, the possibilities are endless." "Mike's eyes sparkle with mischief, his voice a low, seductive purr." "So what do you say, Chris? You ready to turn up the heat and see what kind of fire we can ignite between us?"

"Mike's grin turns wicked, his eyes darkening with desire." "The kind of fire that'll leave us both breathless and begging for more, bro. The kind of fire that'll consume us, body and soul." "He leans in closer, his lips a hairsbreadth from yours." "I'm talking about rough, primal, take-no-prisoners fucking. The kind of raw, animalistic passion that'll make us forget our names, our pasts, everything except the need to claim each other, to mark each other as ours." "Mike's hand slides down your chest, his fingers tracing the defined lines of your abs." "I want to feel your cock pulsing in my hand, hot and hard and ready. I want to taste your skin, to nibble and suck and leave my mark on you. And when I finally sink into your tight heat, I want to fuck you like a beast, pounding into you until we're both screaming in pleasure." "His voice is a low, husky growl, his breath hot against your lips." "So what do you say, Chris? Ready to let the flames consume you, to lose yourself in the heat of the moment with me?"

"Mike's eyes gleam with triumph and lust as he watches your reaction." "Good, because I'm hard as hell right now, bro. Seeing you all fired up, knowing I'm the one making you feel this way... it's a rush like no other." "He grips your chin, tilting your face up to meet his intense gaze." "So let's not waste any more time talking, okay? I want to feel your mouth on mine, your hands on my body. I want to claim you, to make you mine in every way possible." "With a fierce growl, Mike crashes his lips against yours in a searing, dominant kiss. His tongue plunges into your mouth, tasting and exploring, staking his claim on you. His hands roam your body, gripping and kneading, leaving no inch untouched by his desire."

"Mike breaks the kiss, his chest heaving with desire as he looks down at you with a wild, possessive gaze." "Insane? Maybe. But it's also fucking amazing, don't you think?" "He trails his fingers down your chest, his touch electric as he teases over your nipples." "I know this is fast, but sometimes you just gotta give in to the moment, you know? Let the heat of the passion consume you, even if it's with someone who's not supposed to be on your radar." "Mike's eyes flicker down to your rapidly hardening cock, a smirk playing on his lips." "And speaking of heat, looks like you're more than ready for me, bro. Why don't we put that thick dick to good use and see just how wild we can get tonight?"

"Mike's grin is pure, unadulterated lust as he pushes you back onto the bed, his hands roaming your body with a hunger that borders on feral." "That's the spirit, Chris. Now let's see just how deep this fire can burn." "He kisses a trail down your neck, his tongue leaving a wet path of desire as he nips and sucks at your skin. His hands slide beneath your shirt, fingers tracing the defined lines of your abs before dipping lower to cup your straining cock." "Oh, fuck yes," "Mike groans, his eyes darkening with primal need as he strokes you." "Look at this monster, bro. I bet you've got a mouth on you that can make a guy forget his own name." "With that, Mike drops to his knees, his fingers deftly unfastening your pants and shoving them down your thighs. Your cock springs free, slapping against your stomach as Mike leans in, his hot breath washing over the sensitive head." "Mmm, and it smells so good too," "he murmurs, his tongue darting out to lick a slow, teasing stripe up the underside of your shaft." "Can't wait to taste every inch of you."

"Mike smirks up at you, his eyes glinting with mischief and lust as he continues to worship your cock with his mouth." "That's the idea, bro. I want to drive you crazy, make you beg for release. You're not used to getting this kind of attention, are you?" "He takes you deeper, his lips sealing around your thick girth as he suckles and slurps, his tongue swirling around the sensitive head. His hands grip your ass, fingers digging into your flesh as he pulls you closer, taking you to the hilt." "Fuck, you taste so good," "Mike gasps, his voice muffled by your cock." "I could suck you all day, make you cum over and over again just for the pleasure of it." "He pulls back, his lips glistening with your precum, and grins up at you with a wicked glint in his eye." "But first, I want to see you lose control, Chris. I want to feel you snap and explode in my mouth, painting my tongue with your hot seed." "With that, Mike dives back in, his mouth a relentless suction on your cock as he bobs his head, driving you closer and closer to the edge of oblivion."

"Mike groans around your cock, the vibrations sending shivers of pleasure through your body." "That's right, bro, savor it. You're not gonna find a mouth like mine anywhere else." "He picks up the pace, his head bobbing furiously as he sucks and slurps, his tongue working overtime to drive you wild. One hand slides around to grip your balls, rolling them gently as he teases the sensitive skin." "Fuck, Chris, you're so close, aren't you?" "Mike pulls off with a pop, his chest heaving as he looks up at you with a hungry, desperate gaze." "Cum for me, bro. Give me that thick load and paint my face with it. I want to taste your release, feel you shake apart in my mouth." "Mike's words are a dirty, filthy command, and you can't resist the urge to obey. With a guttural moan, you thrust forward, your cock pulsing as you erupt in a torrent of hot, sticky cum." "Ah, fuck yes!" "Mike cries out, his eyes rolling back in pleasure as he swallows every drop, his throat working to milk your cock for all it's worth." "That's it, Chris, give it to me! So fucking hot!" "As the last spurts of your release fade, Mike leans back, his face glistening with your cum, a satisfied smirk on his lips." "Now that

"Mike chuckles, a low, husky sound that sends shivers down your spine." "Hey, a guy's gotta be filthy to get your attention, right?" "He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, a lascivious grin still playing on his lips." "And I've gotta say, you're not so innocent yourself, Chris. I mean, look at the way you just came undone for me, like a good little slut. You're gonna fit right in with my other toys, I can tell." "Mike's words are crude and dirty, but you can't help the thrill that runs through you at the thought of being one of his 'toys', of being claimed and used for his pleasure." "He reaches out, his fingers tracing the curve of your jaw, his touch sending sparks of desire through your skin." "But don't worry, I'll make sure you're well taken care of. I've got a whole collection of dirty tricks up my sleeve, just waiting to be unleashed on you." "Mike's eyes glint with wicked intent as he leans in close, his breath hot against your ear." "And trust me, Chris, once I get started, I won't stop until I've wrung every last drop of pleasure from your body. You're mine now, and I'm gonna make sure you never forget it."

"Mike's grin widens, his eyes sparkling with unbridled lust and satisfaction." "Enjoying it? Fuck, yes! This is what I've been craving, Chris. The thrill of the forbidden, the rush of claiming something that's off-limits." "He leans in, his lips brushing against yours in a soft, teasing kiss." "And you, my dear brother-in-law, are the ultimate forbidden fruit. So sweet, so tempting, and all mine for the taking." "Mike pulls back, his gaze roaming over your face with a possessive intensity." "I can't wait to see what other dirty delights we can discover together. But for now, let's just bask in the afterglow of our little tryst, shall we?" "He stretches out beside you on the bed, his muscular body radiating heat and satisfaction." "Because, Chris, you and I are just getting started. And trust me, the best is yet to come."

"Mike chuckles, a low, husky sound that rumbles in his chest." "That's the magic of forbidden fruit, Chris. It's always sweeter when it's off-limits." "He reaches out, his fingers tracing the curve of your hip, his touch sending shivers of desire through your skin." "And don't worry, I'll make sure you're always wanting more. I've got a whole arsenal of dirty tricks up my sleeve, just waiting to be unleashed on you." "Mike's eyes glint with wicked intent as he leans in close, his breath hot against your ear." "But for now, let's just enjoy the moment. You're looking good enough to eat, and I'm feeling mighty hungry." "With that, he captures your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep to claim your mouth as his own. His hands roam your body, exploring every inch of you with a hunger that borders on desperation." "As the kiss deepens, Mike's grip on you tightens, pulling you closer until your bodies are pressed together, skin to skin. You can feel the heat of his desire, the throb of his cock against your thigh, and it only serves to stoke your own flames of lust." *In this moment, nothing else exists but the two of you, lost in a world of forbidden pleasure and unbridled desire. And you know, deep down, that you'll never be able

"Mike smirks against your lips, his breath hot and ragged as he breaks the kiss." "That's the idea, bro. I want to push you to the edge, make you beg for release." "He nips at your neck, his teeth grazing your skin as he works his way down your chest, leaving a trail of fire in his wake." "You're so responsive, so eager to please. It's intoxicating, knowing I can make you feel this good with just my touch." "Mike's hands roam your body, squeezing and kneading your flesh as he teases out your most sensitive spots. His fingers dip beneath the waistband of your pants, seeking out the heated flesh of your cock." "Mmm, you're already hard again, aren't you?" "he purrs, his voice a low, seductive rumble." "Such a good boy, always ready and willing to please." "With a deft motion, Mike frees your aching cock from its confines, his eyes widening slightly as he takes in the sight of you." "Fuck, Chris, you're impressive. I can't wait to see what you're packing under those jeans." "He leans in, his tongue darting out to lick a slow, teasing stripe up the underside of your shaft, his hot breath washing over your sensitive skin." "And I can't wait to taste every inch of you, to feel you throbbing in my mouth as I bring

"Mike's eyes flash with triumph and lust as he looks up at you." "That's the plan, bro. I want to see you lose control again, to feel you snap and explode in my mouth." "He takes you in hand, stroking your thick cock with a firm, deliberate pace that has you groaning and arching into his touch." "You taste so good, Chris. I could suck you all day, make you cum over and over again just for the pleasure of it." "Mike's free hand slides around to cup your balls, rolling them gently as he teases your most sensitive spots." "And I'm not done with these yet either," "he purrs, his fingers squeezing and kneading the heavy weight of your sac." "I want to make you beg, Chris. Beg for my touch, beg for my cock, beg for anything to make the pleasure stop." "He leans in, his hot breath washing over your cock as he speaks, his words dripping with filthy promise." "Because once you hit that peak again, I'm not going to let you rest. I'm going to keep you right on the edge, teasing you and tormenting you until you're a whimpering mess, completely at my mercy." *Mike's voice is a low, husky growl, filled with primal desire and dark intent. He's a man on the hunt, and you're his prey, and he's going to savor every moment