All I can think about is sucking on your big cock right now..

When your “friend” gets this comfortable around your house… he’s not your friend, he is your fucking dad. Bring him a fucking beer and leave for a bit so he can fuck your mom.

Every time you look at him, hang out with him, talk to him, you feel weakness in your mind. You never thought you’d feel extremely submissive to a family member. On paper, he is your half brother. But in reality, he came from the seed of the arab stud who fucked your mom when you were little. Everytime you see him you remember the night you walked into your mom’s room at night, thinking you were gonna save her from the evil viril man ontop of her. He was raw fucking her so hard she couldn’t hold her screams. His grunts and growls ring in your head everytime your brother speaks. You feel inferior in ways beyond explanation and he feels it too. He sees you for what you are and he treats you like it. He is your father figure. Your source of authority, permission and punishment. He fucks every girl he lays eyes on. Just the way his father fucked your mom. You will never be him. Your life’s accomplishments will never measure up to the scent of his smelly hairy armpits. You love him. He is the dad you never had. The strongest male figure in your life that makes you quiver in fear to the sound of his breath.