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Monday, March 21, 2016

[SS-113] Chained Brother


[CHAINED BROTHER]

You open your eyes in the middle of your sleep. You peer at the clock inside your room. It is 2 am.

Your gaze move to your older brother's bed. It is empty.

You wake up and arouse yourself from bed. That is the fourth time in that week that your brother disappears from your room in the deep of the night.

You notice him acting weirdly lately. He keeps talking to himself. He also spends most of his times on his tablet looking at a black and white flashing screens.

You decide to get up and find him, to see how he is. As soon as your head pops out of your door, you see your muscular brother walking slowly along the hallway, his back against you. You see his wide, muscle back and bubble butt covered in just red designer briefs.

"Hey bro! Where you going?" you call out.

But he walks on as if he has not heard you at all. When he reaches the end of the hallway, he peels of his briefs. However, he still has a skimpy yellow posing suit under it. It hugs his glutes like second skin.

He picks up heavy metals from the floor. He laces them around his body. He turns around and you find that there are chains that wrap him.


"What the hell?!" you mutter in confusion and in the weirdness of what is happening  Your brother's eyes are glazed. His face looks like he is high on drugs.

You find him rubbing the big chains on his skin. It seems like he finds pleasure on the friction. It appears as if he is having frot sex with the metal.

But more than that, you are transfixed by the bulge inside the yellow suit. It starts lengthening and hardening like a hot metal rod. Precum seeps through the fabric.

After a minute of making love with the metal, your brother groans. White, gooey liquid flows from the skimpy indies. He turns back around and takes the chains off his body.

You quicklu scramble back to the room. However, before you even decide to jump back to your bed, the flashing screen of the tablet captivates you.

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