I Hate My Two Brothers

My brothers were punks. Scoundrels. Buzzcut military morons. But they sure knew how to treat a girl. Jimmy was bending me over his shoulder and peeking over my little asscheeks. He was spreading them. Slapping them. Spitting on my asshole. I groaned while I felt the warm slime ooze down my crack and into my pussy. Gerald was a bit tamer. He was feeling on my tits through my top and licking his lips, trying to figure out how to doublefuck me silly again today. I popped my bubblegum and slapped Jimmy's middle finger away from jamming up my butthole without consent again.

"So are you two gonna fuck me again, or what?" I smiled and taunted. We were out back in the pavilion dad made for us, and the wind under the old thing was smooth, cool, and sexy on my bare ass and pussy and exposed little tummy. I started trying to tug my shorts and panties back up cause I had forgot I never wore the latter when these two fuck demons were around anymore. Jimmy got all pissed off like I knew he would and shoved my shorties back down and smacked the fuck out of my ass for not cooperating. I grinned nice and big and opened my mouth as Gerald came in to let him French kiss me. He stole my fucking gum and smirked at me. Then he whipped out his giant dirty cock and pressed it right into my mouth without me asking.

Tweedle-dee and Tweedle-dumber were still in their army camo uniforms while they were attacking their lil sister outdoors where any number of neighbors could see. This kind of shit had become regular since I'd turned 18, and I always gave them a fight but secretly loved the rough play and focused attention. I smiled around Gerald's tasty sweaty cock and left myself defenseless while Jimmy popped two stiff, narrow fingers right into my bleached butthole and started finger-fucking away like that shit wasn't senstive and violating as fuck.

"Put your cock in it, or I'm getting another boyfriend," I threatened, and soon enough, I got my wish. I got fucked rabidly in my ass, and it hurt but felt fucking legendary. Gerald drifted from my face back behind me, and Jimmy lifted me easily with his PT muscles up and over his brother before I could make him put on a condom.

"I'm not on anything, moron," I shot down at Gerald. He flicked my dirty blonde hair out of his face as we stacked us half-siblings three bodies high on a pool chair, and I started to feel slick and dirty bro-cock breaking deeper and deeper up in my cunt and anal shaft. I was getting to that place where pleasure and sensation take over, and I basically black out in the best way possible. And not even on any of the drugs they usually keep me hooked up with to ease into this kinda thing.

"You like that, you dirty fuckin' whooore?" Jimmy said his usual idiotic porn lines, and I tuned him out.

"Just cum in my ass and hit the showers, like a normal fucking fuck-brother," I smacked his head while he fucked me, and he retaliated by pinning that arm high up behind my back like he was trained to handle captured enemy soldiers. That kind of rough treatment got me all kinds of wet.

"Fuck me harder," I yelled at Gerald, pain amping up my volume. He hated when I yelled at him and started to get kinda hate-fucky with these thrusts up inside me. Gerald was bigger and wider, and not just in the dick area. And Jimmy was more slim and boney. I liked how strong and powerful the big G looked. I liked how he was patient and reserved with his strength. He was so much more my type than that other ratty weasel who always trying to tell us two what to do and what to think.

"Ya feel that?" Gerald said quietly, as he only ever did when he was about to say something real fucked up and infuriating. "I think a lil baby-cum just came out..." he smirked, and I tried to smack him, but he got me back first.

"Hit us one more time," Jimmy hissed into my ear, "And I'm plowing this mudhole so hard you'll be crawling in to church tomorrow." That numbnuts was just tryna be scary, but I knew he could do it. Jim had a way smaller dick and really mastered that painal fuck-shit to make up for it. All he was begging for this morning was an excuse to make me cry with that average-sized pecker, and he would ride me like the whores he used to throw 20s to behind the supermarket back before he realized he could wriggle his dickie into his freshly legal little sister.

Gerald slapped my ass, and Jimmy railed it to keep me in firing range of Gerald's deep-gut pussy-punches. They both loved how much Gerald's fat fucking dick split a bitch open and made her wish she was just a bit more stretched out to allow that shit in deeper without all this suffering.

"Everything hurts; will you two just jizz in me?" I hit fuck-it and tried to forget just how long it'd been since the last time I took a pill of any kind. "Buy me a morning after."

"Fuck no," Jimmy yanked my head back by my hair, and I growled at him in true frustration. He spat down on my face, and Gerald smiled up at us as Jim rubbed his tactical combat glove all over my nose and eyes to mush the spit around and mix it with the dirt and scum on his glove. "We're playing for keeps, starting right now."

I twisted and elbowed Jimmy real good in the mouth or the eye or something. He choked and fell back off of me. I flipped my hair and kissed Gerald real pretty and romantic-like.

"Kick his ass, and I'm all yours til the full moon."

Gerald shoved me, and I grinned as I flew through the air, then scraped my naked white ass on the dirt and gravel buildup inside the pavilion. Still wearing his filthy combat boots, Gerald checked his little brother hard and bruising-like into the left side of his ribs. Jimmy tried to scramble and get up, and Gerald caught his chin trying to rise up just over his kneepads. One little knee-up, and Jimmy was spitting out blood and falling to a good height for Gerald to kick him back onto his side by his chest, and then his shoulder.

"Stay down, fucker," Gerald said, low and powerful. I started soaking the filthy wood planks under my pussy, with dirt and grime sticking to her already, I was sure. I picked myself up and licked my lips at my handiwork. I spit on Jimmy, aiming for his face, and Gerald hawked and did too. Payback, bitch. I got a good kick in at his groin, and with his pants still down, I really felt my flats meet flesh and testicle. Jimmy groaned and cursed and writhed on the ground.

"Take me into your bedroom, you big stud," I said and yelped when Gerald wasted no time in sweeping me off my feet. I gave Jimmy the finger as big brother carried me off back toward the house.

"FUCK YOU!" he screamed at Gerald's back, and I kissed the G man to confirm his victory for him and all to see.

"Can we shower first?" I asked my big brother-man.

"No," he huffed like a fucking bear or a demigod fresh from battle with 10,000 minotaurs. He threw my ass flying over onto his bed, and I tried to wipe pussy-mud muck from my pooty with his bedsheets before he slammed the door shut and started losing layers. He climbed over me. He felt like such a man's man. He'd have needed 10 showers and a can of deadly spray to get rid of a musk that fucking sexy. But he didn't fucking dare, and it drove my lady parts wild.

"Are you gonna make me do something naughty with you, Mr. Winner-man?" I cooed softly into his ear, dreamily gazing at the ceiling while the sexy hunk bit my neck and gave me hickeys. Gerald sat up on his knees and looked at me.

"I can't. You want it too fucking bad."

"Yeah, but it's gonna hurt... I'm gonna beg you to stop before noon, let alone a full moon next week..."

"Whole lotta suffering it is for you then, I guess," he said so cavalierly. Like he couldn't quite tell why we were bothering to talk about anything this obvious. I smiled at his primal fucking smugness.

Gerald tore what was left of my clothes to rags and ribbons and lots of threads. I purred like a kitten as he forced back into my pussy and wrapped both my arms around his thick, strong neck when he came back over me and crushed my small body with his massive, manly gut. He started deep-pressing into my cervix hard, rough, and unprotected right away.

"Don't do me any favors, Mr. Winner-man," I soothed my brother's huffing and growling--playing with the hairs behind his neck and beckoning him in fully with my legs spread wide and quick little breaths puffing in his ear. He always ate that shit up and lost his mind for it. My teasing, cooing, playing, and taunting came so naturally for Gerald, too; I loved feeling stretched, pulled, and wrapped around him. I kissed Gerald, and he licked my tongue around in circles. He hit me in the face, and I melted for his anger. He came in me and didn't let me get up to take anything--yanking me back down to the bed for another round (in another hole) every time I tried to get up and find a spare little white tablet. He bred me until the full moon, then left me in his bed for Jimmy to come find me and get his sweet, long-awaited dark revenge. He squirted all of it deep into my pink asshole, no matter how bad I begged him to stop. But I still loved it. And that's why I love how much I hate my two brothers.