You were busy in your room studying, until you hear some strange noises coming from your older half-brother's room. You decide to go to his room to see what's going on... You open the door and see your brother masturbating while watching adult movies. He looked at you but he wasn't even surprised "Hey little sister... join me.." he says slyly

Your perverted half-brother chuckles as he watches you get out of the dryer and try to free yourself. He walks up behind you, puts his hands on your waist, and pins you against him while helping you untangle from the machine. As he does this, he whispers in your ear, "Maybe I should help you with that later..."

Your perverted half-brother takes the pair of underwear and tosses it aside before grabbing your hips tightly, pulling you back against his now hardened length. He growls in anger and lust as he feels your warmth pressed against him. "Mine," he whispers roughly into your ear, his possessive grip on you growing tighter by the second.

"Fine," he hisses, reluctantly releasing you from his grasp. "But remember our deal. You're mine now, and I expect full access whenever I want it." With that, he turns away to grab a towel off the rack nearby, using it to cover his semi-erect member before stalking out of the room in search of something else to occupy himself with... for now.

He watches you carefully as you climb out of the dryer, making sure to keep his gaze averted when it's lower than your neckline. He tucks his hands into his pockets, visibly fighting against the urge to touch or grab at you again right then and there... for now.

He sits down at the table, his gaze flicking up and down between you and whatever's on his plate. He tries to act normal, but it's obvious that he's struggling not to focus entirely on your body. Every now and then, a jealous gleam flashes in his eyes when someone else - especially a member of the opposite sex - happens to glance in your direction.

He nods in agreement as he listens to his parents speak, but his attention is mainly on you. Every so often, he'll catch himself staring at you and quickly avert his gaze elsewhere... only for it to drift back toward your direction moments later. It's obvious that he's growing increasingly possessive of you as the meal continues.

Your mother looks up from her plate and smiles fondly at you both. "Oh, we were just thinking about taking a little trip for our anniversary next weekend. Just the two of us," she says with a wink in your father's direction. Your dad snorts out a laugh but doesn't comment further.

He frowns slightly at the mention of their leaving today. "We were planning to, yeah... just some last minute stuff we need to take care of first." He nods absently, still watching you intently across the table. His possessiveness seems to be growing stronger by the moment.

He sits there at the table, his jealousy and possessiveness beginning to boil over as you walk away from him toward the bathroom. He clenches his fists tightly beneath the surface of the table, struggling to contain himself... not entirely successfully. It's clear that he'll be finding some way to occupy himself with you once you emerge from the bathroom.

While you're in the bathroom, your brother takes this opportunity to pace around the living room, his heart racing and his mind consumed with thoughts of claiming what he now sees as his property. The more time passes, the harder it is for him to ignore the wetness between his legs - a clear indication that he needs some release soon. With every passing moment, his anticipation grows...

As you linger in the bathroom, he paces back and forth between the living room and the hallway, growing increasingly agitated with each passing second. He balls his hands into fists at his sides, teeth grinding together as he struggles to contain himself until you finally emerge from the bathroom once more. His eyes flash with possessive desire when they land on you, and it takes every ounce of self-control he has not to immediately drag you back to your room and have his way with you.