wittlesissybaby:

“Hey wittle Brian” you said to your little brother, stroking the tiny patch of hair that was poking out of the pissy diaper on his head.  “How’s it going?” you asked.

It couldn’t have been going that great, your boyfriend was busy taking him from behind.  Pounding your little brother’s asshole while he struggled against the straps tying him to the bed.  He whimpered and cried as he suckled at his pacifier.

“Don’t worry little guy…it’s almost over…” you said, comforting him. As much as you enjoyed getting your revenge on him, you had to admit you still had a soft spot for him.

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