"Look at that sleeping cutie!"
"He's not normally like that."
"He looks so precious!"
"Shut the fuck up already."
A pause.
"You're just jealous cause he's getting all the attention right now, aren't you?"
"I'll be getting plenty of attention once it's all ready."
"Mnnnng...?"
"Oh shit he's waking up! Give him more!"
"Sweetie, he's already had-"
"I don't fucking care how much he's had already. He's my brother, so that means he can take a lot. Just get him the fuck back to sleep."
"Okaaaay, jeeze."
Mumbling. Rummaging.
"L-Logannnnnnggg?" The words barely audible.
Silence. Sharp pain. Sleep.
He was aware, though barely just. Maybe he was still asleep. He felt funny though. Could you feel in dreams? Like, actually feel? Like, was any of this for real, or not? Parts of him hurt, especially his brain. It was so foggy. Had he drunk too much? He was pretty good at drinking so he didn't think so. Why was he feeling like he couldn't move his body then?
"Uhhnnngggg."
Wow, had that come from him? It didn't sound like him, but at the same time it did. Stupid.
"Hey, can you hear me?"
Now that he recognized. It was Logan, which meant that this was a prank he wasn't in on, or something.
"Mnnnng." He couldn't quite force the words out, moaning stupidly instead.
"Jake, wake the fuck up, we're ready for you."
"Lnnngggnnngg." It was getting frustrating not being able to do anything. He was at Logan's mercy, which usually wasn't a good thing.
"I told you we gave him too much! He's never going to wake up now." Jake didn't recognize that voice. It sounded stereotypically gay.
"No, I'll get him up." Logan again. Jake tried forcing his eyes open, which was met with a bit of success. Through his eyelashes he could see some colors now, and it was mostly bright white. Daytime. He was on a bed, but something wasn't right.
"Wake UP!"
Pain jolted through his cheek, the adrenaline so familiar to him coursing through him. His eyes fluttered open and he blinked rapidly.
"Whuuttt fuccc." He still sounded like a fucking retard. Stupid brain, wake up!
Another slap to his face and Jake managed to focus his eyes. Logan was standing over him, grinning.
"Lognnn?" he asked, not prepared for whatever fucking prank he was about to be subjected to.
"There you are, fuck. Need another slap?" Logan sounded happy, but that wasn't unusual.
"You guys really do run on adrenaline don't you? Kinda hot."
"Shut the fuck up Terry."
"Just saying."
Jake blinked blearily around, slowly recognizing his own room. There was Logan right next to his bed, and two other dudes he didn't know. One had a camera on a tripod, pointed at him. He looked back at his older brother, just noticing that he didn't have a shirt on. Also not unusual. As feeling began to return to the rest of his body though, Jake realized that he was completely naked. He immediately tried to press his legs together, but they didn't move. He lifted his head. His legs were tied to the bed posts. A little panic set in and he looked up. His wrists were handcuffed to the bed as well. He looked at Logan, eyes wide.
"Whut the fuck?" was all he could manage.
"You know how we're always looking for ways to get tons of views?"
"Yeah...?" Whatever it was, Jake already didn't like it.
"Well, I'm gonna fuck you."
It didn't process for a moment. Logan had fucked him up a lot of times before, and he'd fucked Logan up before too. They'd fucked each other over many times before, so what was different about this time?
"Yeah?"
Logan grinned and glanced at the two other guys in the room. Jake looked more closely at them. One was looking very stereotypically gay with bright colors and booty shorts and so on, and the camera guy just looked like a regular good looking guy.
"He doesn't get it! How fucking stupid are you, bro?!"
Familiar resentment cut with insecurity welled up. "I'm not stupid!" He was quickly regaining his ability to speak in complete sentences, though his brain was still foggy. As even more feeling returned to his body, he realized that he was a bit tingly and warm? He was naked though, so maybe his body was blushing. Not like he had anything to hide of course. He just didn't like random dudes staring at his junk.
"Don't say anything. I'm just going to do," Logan said to the two dudes, leaving Jake's side and walking around to the end of the bed. Jake raised his head to look at him, face calm. Inside he was confused and a little hurt, since this prank seemed to be a bit too much.
"What the fuck are you doing? We haven't talked about doing anything like this." His voice came out a bit weaker than he would have liked.
"No duh. You wouldn't have agreed to it if we talked about it." Logan was standing between Jake's spread legs, stupid grin on his face again. Jake tried to glare at him but it was hard with being naked.
"Bro, you know I try to work with you."
Logan leaned forward, making Jake's heart race in fear a little. He scrunched up his face to appear angry rather than scared. Logan crawled up over him to they were face to face. Jake was getting really uncomfortable.
"Would you have agreed to let me put my dick in you?" Logan whispered, staring straight down into Jake's eyes. He stared back up, heart racing faster.
"What the FUCK bro?!" Jake exclaimed after a second, feeling more confident in expressing anger. Logan just laughed.
"I didn't think so! See Jakey boy, you can get a lot of views and money making porn-"
"Then go do that with some chicks, you fucking faggot!" Fear was trying very hard to overwhelm anger, so Jake hung even more tightly to it.
"Who says I haven't already done that?"
"...What?" Now Jake was just stumped. His brother had done porn before?!
"Thatis fun, let me tell you. But I gotta keep it interesting. What's more interesting than me fucking you?" Logan pointed between them and sat up on Jake's stomach, pressing the younger brother into the bed a little and straining his restraints.
"Whatever this fucking prank is, stop it! You can't put it on youtube, it'll be demonetized!" Jake said. He had been trying to move his limbs with little success until now, but he could start to feel tingling in his fingers and toes. If he could just somehow get free...
"This ain't goin' on youtube, bro." Logan settled between Jake's legs. "Alright guys, start filming. Tell me what to do when it doesn't look right," he said. He ran a hand down his chest, giving Jake what he could only assume was supposed to be a sexy look. He slid the hand down into his pants, licking his lips. Jake's face morphed into a grimace and he scrunched his eyes closed.
"What the fuck. Stop it! You're not sexy you ugly motherfucker!"
Logan pulled his cock, which was already hard, out of his pants and began to stroke it.
It was only then that Jake realized that this was actually happening. He'd never seen his brother's dick before, aside from when they were little. To see it now, all hard and between his legs made Jake full on panic. Another shot of adrenaline went through him and he thrashed.
"WHAT THE FUCK! GET OFF ME! DON'T TOUCH ME! I'M NOT A GAY FAGGOT YOU FUCKING PERVERTED MOTHERFUCKER!"
Logan tucked himself back in and threw himself on Jake, who just struggled even harder. He sat on him and pulled an arm back, throwing his whole weight into a punch straight to Jake's face. The younger brother cried out in pain, dazed for a second.
"Hahaha, you're so weak!" Logan said, pulling back for another punch. Jake blinked blearily up at Logan just in time to see the fist for a second time before it collided with his face. He felt his lip split and saw a few drops of blood fly. The sight seemed to ignite Logan, for he began to pummel Jake with blows. He laughed and laughed, and it was all Jake could hear. He balled his own hands into fists and pulled as hard as he could, but all it accomplished was to dig the cuffs into his wrists.
Consciousness was slipping, sounds were deadened, vision was blurred again. Jake felt his body slowly give up and his head fell to one side.
"-WANT TO DO THIS TODAY!"
"Oh yeah, fuck haha." Jake felt the weight of Logan lift from him and then cold wetness on his face. It stung after a second and he groaned in pain.
"That felt so good though. I've wanted to just wail on him for so long. He can put up a pretty good fight if he's not tied up though."
"I hope you got it out of your system. It'll be much more believable now I guess. Hmm, there you go sweetie, most of the blood is gone, but you're gonna look like you got run over by a car."
Jake opened his eyes to see the gay dude standing over him with a first aid kit. He lifted his head to see Logan between his legs again, grinning. Fear shot through him and his balled his fists, his whole body tensing. He started shaking, however, and it was very obvious.
"Aw, little bro scared? If you weren't such a bitch I wouldn't have to teach you a lesson. Look, just let me do my thing and I won't beat the shit out of you again, right?"
"No! You can't do this to me Logan. You're my brother!"
"That's why I have to do this to you. So shut up now unless you're moaning my name." Logan pulled his dick out again, which was still looking rock hard. Did he fucking get off on violence? Jake wouldn't be surprised. "I'm not fucking moaning anyone's name and you're not going to put that nasty thing in me," Jake said, glaring at Logan.
"Oh, are you jealous?" Logan said, jutting out his bottom jaw and raising his hips so Jake could have a full view of his dick.
"NO!"
"I know you are. Big brother, big dick amirite? Okay so, Terry here uhh... prepared you," Logan said, throwing his head towards the stereotypical gay guy. Terry smiled and did a little wave. "So you're good to go. They wanted me to fuck you with like toys and shit first to get you ready for all this," Logan said, stroking his cock again. "But I figured we should just go for it! So that's what we're gonna do. Hold on little bro!" Logan pressed up against Jake's ass, putting his hands on his thighs.
"LOGAN, FUCK OFF! I HATE YOU RIGHT NOW!" Jake screamed, panic setting in again. He was breathing heavily and he could feel his face starting to swell up. He also wanted to murder Logan at the moment and as soon as he could get free, he would.
"Okay, here we go," Logan murmured, ignoring Jake. He placed his cock up against Jake and pushed his hips forward. Jake inhaled sharply as he felt Logan's dick against him. This was a prank, this was a prank, this was a prank this was a prank this was a prank thiswasaprankthiswasaprank-
The head forced itself in.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Jake screamed, trying with almighty determination to free himself.
"Ahhhh yeah, keep doing that, you're getting more in!" came Logan's oddly cheerful voice.
"LOGAN!" Jake screeched, not caring how pathetic he sounded.
"Oooh fuck, you're so tight bro! Fuuuuuuck."
"Stop, stop, STOP!"
Logan didn't stop; he pushed in farther. His grip on Jake's legs tightened and he grinned. "Hold on bro," he said before shoving himself all the way in suddenly. Jake cried out in pain and thrashed, but Logan just laughed.
"Fuuuck, keep moving like that! Keep doing it!"
"F-fuck you Logan. I hate you," Jake said, feeling the pricklings of weak tears at the corners of his eyes. It wasn't just the physical pain that brought them; his trust for Logan had evaporated in an instant. He had always had that fierce brotherly loyalty, but this was too much.
Logan ignored him and began thrusting. "Oooh fuck, this feels so fucking good!"
"Logan, nnggg." Jake was quieter now, trying to block out the noise of Logan slapping against him. This must be a dream. He still felt funny, after all. What had happened? They were at a party and he was having a good time, but then Logan came around and he drank some more with him and then he …. didn't remember. What was that all about? He couldn't have been that drunk, could he?
A slap to his face brought Jake out of his thoughts and Logan's face was there looming over him.
"Pay attention, idiot."
"Hun, he's not hard. Let me fix that real quick," Terry said, and slid up next to Jake.
"Fuck you Terry," Jake said with all the force he could, considering his situation.
"Girl don't blame me. I'm just a hired hand," Terry said, scoffing. He pulled out something and shoved it straight up Jake's nose. He involuntarily inhaled deeply. Terry watched him as he started to immediately feel better. He relaxed a little, though he was trying hard to glare.
"Whut the fuuuuckkk," Jake moaned. Pain seemed to be lifting off of him to be replaced with something else.
"Did you just give my baby brother more drugs?"
The tone made Jake look up at Logan, who was glaring at Terry.
"Yes? I know what I'm doing, don't worry. We use this all the time. Now, keep going and I'll work on that scrumptious looking cock," Terry said eagerly, pushing Logan's chest back a little so he could hover over Jake's dick.
"Whut... shit. Fuk. I-I feel weird," Jake murmured. He blinked and shook his head, looking up at the ceiling. Now his head didn't hurt, but it was all fuzzy and nice feeling. His body was hot too, and now-
"OH FUCKKKK!" Jake cried as Terry engulfed his cock with his mouth. His hips thrust on their own, which set Logan to moving again.
"Keep doing that, fuck!"
"Logan!" Jake moaned. He looked up at his brother with his lips parted and face flush. Logan didn't say anything, but he seemed to stare directly into Jake's soul. Terry used his mouth expertly, better than anyone else that had ever blew Jake, and soon he was hard. Logan had never stopped, though he slowed down and rolled his hips at a leisurely pace.
With an audible 'pop', Terry slid off Jake's dick. The younger brother shuttered as the room temperature air hit it after that warm mouth. He was feeling horny as fuck now and he hated it and he wanted to fucking destroy Terry and Logan and that fucking camera guy, but he also wanted to fuck someone's brains out.
"Logannnn, fuuuuck, get your dick outtameeeeennnnggg." Jake's pleas weren't very effective as they came out breathy and desperate sounding. Logan dug his fingers into Jake's thighs.
"No chance. I'm gonna fuck you so hard and you're gonna moan my fucking name bitch." It sounded more like a threat than anything, but Jake was caring less and less about anything other than his brother and his fucking hard dick.
Before Jake could reply, Logan began to thrust. It shook the bed and made it squeak, it hurt so bad but so good. Jake closed his eyes tightly and balled his fists, feeling his body shaking from the effort of trying to stay tense and not allow Logan to hurt him more. Little moans escaped from Jake here and there until he was moaning in earnest, each sound more frantic than the last. His cock was so hard and it was just bouncing there!
"Come on Jake, I'm not gonna let you cum until you moan my name!" Logan said, and took a hold of the head of Jake's dick.
"LOGAN!" Jake cried, automatically trying to move away from the offending hand.
"No, not like that. Come on, bro."
"Nnnoooooo!" Jake was losing. He was getting close, but Logan suffocating his dick was pushing him in the other direction.
"Jake."
The younger brother snapped his gaze up to the meet the steely blue of the older. They stared at each other for a second and then Logan fell forward onto Jake. Their bodies were flush and Jake gasped as his dick got squished between them. Logan locked his arms under and around the back of Jake's tied ones, bringing their faces close. Jake just stared in confusion and surprise, while Logan grinned.
He leaned down.
Logan kissed Jake tenderly.
Jake's eyes widened in surprise and then fluttered closed as Logan moved his hips again. He deepened the kiss, and Jake did too. They pulled back and then went right back in, kissing hard now and biting at each other's lips. Logan fucked Jake slowly as they tasted each other. The older brother pulled up and Jake held onto his bottom lip, wanting him close, wanting him to stay.
Was it the drugs?
"Logan," Jake whispered, brown eyes pleading. Logan was silent for a moment as he continued to fuck Jake, then he looked off to the side.
"Uncuff him. Untie him."
Jake nodded, his body shivering with antici-pation. Terry quickly unlocked the handcuffs and untied his legs, and Jake wrapped all of his limbs around Logan. His mouth parted as he panted and looked up at his brother. They didn't say anything. Logan hugged Jake tighter and sped up. Neither noticed as the camera guy came closer and get footage of them from every angle. He got their bodies, faces, asses and dicks. Everything.
"Fuck Logan, I'm close," Jake panted.
"Me too," Logan whispered against Jake's ear.
"Uhnngg, Logan," Jake moaned. It was like a trigger for the older brother and he crushed Jake to him, fucking him mercilessly.
"LoGAn!" Jake screeched, throwing his head back against the pillows. He came, the sticky mess trapped between them. Logan cussed and his body stilled as he came in Jake. They held onto each other, the only sound their labored breaths. Jake was the first to move, falling back and shivering with exertion. Logan was quiet. He pulled out of Jake and sat back, an unreadable look on his face.
"Logan, you fucked me," Jake said with wonder. He was feeling really fuzzy now, and sleepy. He was so confused. Logan betrayed him. Time for sleep.
Logan betrayed him.
Just sleep.
This wasn't real.
Logan betrayed him, and it felt fantastic.
