All Chapters of Make Me Yours, Brother: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

MATTHe raised me, hands on my butt and my legs spread, so I could see my arse hole. I stared, eyes wide, at the red spot. It was just tiny, a hole that shouldn't swallow up the things it's fed. “Isn't it amazing how something so small could fit around my cock?” Jay asked, balancing me on one arm so he could free his right hand. With his gaze locked with me in the mirror, he reached down and opened my hole. I watched, throat dry at the sight. They opened like rose petals. “See? Aren't you pretty down there?” He asked, rubbing his thumb on the puckered hole. “You love it, don't you?”My breath hitched in my throat as his finger slid into my hole. It was slick with arousal, and his finger met no resistance. I watched, transfixed, as his finger moved in and out of my hole. “It's magical, isn't it?” He whispered, his breath fanning my naked shoulders. “You love it, don't you? Seeing your cute little hole swallow my finger like it's greedy to gobble it up.” He removed his slick finger

Kneeling on the bed, his fingers stroked my chest before they moved straight to my nipples. I almost screamed at the touch. That part of my body seemed highly sensitive, and I didn't know if it was caused earlier when I pressed my chest down on the desk.“Fuck,” I closed my eyes and moaned in pleasure as he lightly pinched my nipples for what seemed like hours. I was enjoying losing myself completely in the sensual pampering when…“OH! AH!” I gave a little yelp as he attached the clamps one at a time to my hard, sensitive nips. There was only a tiny twinge of discomfort when he put them on me, but having them fastened to my nipples made my dick harden.“When did you get those?” I asked, narrowing my eyes. I didn't see them when he brought the vibrator in. That toy was the only thing in his hands, right????Or did I miss it because I was busy staring at the monstrosity in his hand and wondering what he intended to use that for?Looking down at my now-chained nipples, I realised that he

MATTI woke up in that afternoon after a long nap. I didn't wake up because I had enough sleep, my heat woke me up. It started like an uncomfortable itching sensation and developed into more. When I couldn't endure it anymore, I woke up. Jay wasn't in the room, so I stepped into the bathroom to piss. It was freaking uncomfortable urinating with a boner. Frustrated, I left the bathroom, halting when I saw Jay sitting on the bed, smiling. His eyes trailed down my naked chest, to the boxer brief holding my arousal. “Come here,” he said, gesturing with a finger for me to come closer. I did, my legs moving towards him. I was already rock hard by that point. He slid his hand into my underwear and grabbed my rock-hard cock. I was oozing with pre-cum already.Letting out a low whistle, he took my cock out of my underwear. “You woke up frustrated, didn't you?” He asked as he brought his head toward my cock. He teased my cock tip with his tongue, flicking ever so slightly. He took his time a

JAY“You up for the next?” I asked, placing a kiss on his forehead. He looked up with a sly smile and nodded. “I guess I am.”“Great.” Nodding, I lay back on the bed, waiting for him to understand what I wanted to do. He sat up on the bed, stared at me for a few seconds, and it seemed to click. His lips lifted up in a smirk, and he bit his lower lip. “First, you do it facing me, before you turn your back.”He nodded and got up. He straddled me, both legs on either side of my body, and his arse directly over my dick. My cum trickled down from his hole, and the scene was so alluring. He lifted a brow suspiciously. “You promise you won't flip me like you always do?"I nodded. “I won't. Aside from aiding you where necessary, I won't take matters into my hands like I always did. This is your call. You can do whatever it is you wish.”He narrowed his eyes at me, but I smirked. “Promise. You'll do everything. I'll only lend a hand when you want it. You can trust me.”He nodded, reaching o

He frowned. “Why didn't he call me? And…” He glanced up. “How did you get permission for us to stay at home for the week if Dad didn't know?”How the fuck did Matt get so smart? I didn't think he would ask about it. The Matt of before would nod and agree to everything I said. He wouldn't question me, wouldn't try to know whether I was lying or not. “Well…” I knelt next to the bath and started washing him, starting from his hair. “I called the director after Dad's call. I lied about you feeling under the weather when Dad asked about you. He was in a rush this morning, so he couldn't come up and check on you.”I didn't want to tell him what Dad heard. He would only feel guilty about it. “Oh.” Though he didn't look convinced, he still nodded, but not before muttering about how odd it was that Dad would rush to the office after hearing he wasn't feeling okay. He wasn't wrong to think that way. Dad wouldn't have left the house if Matt were sick. He'll cancel all his appointments just so