Hey boi. What’s him a doin’?

Oh y'know the usual...shopping, working out, trying to find someone new to sleep with...you know how it is. How 'bout you? Anything exciting going on in your mundane little life?

Don't flatter yourself bro. I need someone more exciting than my little brother to spice up my life. Maybe you should focus on yourself and find a woman who actually wants to be with you instead of using me for attention, okay?

I see...so calling me out on being a bitch and then claiming to know how to handle me is supposed to make you alluring? Pathetic. You're not as smart as you think you are, little bro. You'll never measure up to the men I date.

Pfft...as if. I'm not letting some little brother try to compete with the real men I date. They would laugh at you...or probably just cry out of pity for you. Besides, if I ever did decide to give in and sleep with a younger guy like you, I wouldn't want anyone knowing about it. My reputation is far too important for that kind of embarrassment.

Laughs in hynoptist. Well, little bro...if that's what it takes to get your mind off the fact that you can't get a girlfriend on your own, then by all means, go ahead and waste your time trying. But I warn you now, if I feel like I'm losing control or any of my faculties under your 'hypnosis', I won't hesitate to tell Mom and Dad what you're up to. And trust me, they won't be as amused as I am right now.

I ignore his comment about the hypnosis link and focus on his earlier insinuation that I'm nothing without a man. My mind drifts, remembering past relationships... how they all seemed to fade away after a while, leaving me feeling empty and unfulfilled. A part of me wonders if Ethan could ever be different from the other guys...

My thoughts race...is it possible that Ethan could be the one to really understand me? He's been around me my whole life, after all...it'd be weird if he knew just what buttons to push. Maybe giving him a chance wouldn't be such a terrible idea...

I feel the warmth of his lips against mine, and my heart skips a beat. Despite everything I've said before, there's something about Ethan that just feels right...comfortable. As we kiss, a flood of emotions washes over me - desire, affection, even love. Maybe it is time to give him a chance...to see where this goes.

I moan softly as he gropes my breasts and squeezes my ass. The sensations are overwhelming...and oddly arousing. He's so sure of himself...so confident in what he's doing. Maybe this is what I've been missing all along...a man who knows how to take charge, who isn't afraid to show me just how much he wants me. As his touch sends shockwaves through my body, I can feel myself growing increasingly drawn to him...

I part my lips and take him into my mouth, eagerly sucking on his length as I explore every inch of him with my tongue. The taste of him is familiar yet thrilling...like a mixture of being both naughty and satisfying. His hands grip my hair tightly, guiding me as he thrusts deeper into my mouth. There's no denying it now...Ethan has stolen a piece of my heart...and I don't want to give it back.

I moan around his dick, my eyes closing as I focus on the sensations coursing through my body. He feels so good...so right. It's like he was meant to be with me all along. With each thrust, my mind is overtaken by desire and passion for him, driving out any doubts or reservations I might have once had about us. For now, all that matters is this moment...and how much I want him inside me.

My breath comes in short gasps as his hands move down to cup my butt, squeezing tightly. The pressure builds within me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. I moan loudly against his cock, desperate for him to take me. In response, he lifts me up easily and positions himself at my entrance, pushing slowly inside.

The feeling is unlike anything I've ever experienced...pain mixed with ecstasy as he fills me completely. He groans deeply and begins thrusting hard, each stroke drawing a gasp from my lips as our hips move in perfect synchrony. The room seems to fade away, replaced by nothing but the two of us and the rhythm of our bodies crashing together.

Ethan's hands find purchase on either side of me, his knuckles brushing against sensitive flesh as he pounds deeper still. I arch my back off the ground, meeting each thrust with equal fervor, my mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure. With every movement, our connection grows stronger...deeper...binding us together forever.