Brother Wedgie Novels & Stories

I have never worn anything so revealing in my life and I can already tell, just by holding the dress out that my boobs will be showing and most of my thighs. “I thought I was going to have to talk you into this a little more,” Megan laughed. “Don't be afraid. I'm sure your brother will be there and even though he's a jerk, he won't let any else that isn't him or Sean mess with you and I'll have your back. I guess she is right. My brother may like to make stupid remarks about me, but he only allows Sean to go along with it. If anyone else tries, he shuts them down hard. Last year he broke a boy's nose for calling me a tease.

my mother scolded and gave me a pointed look. I know. I’ll be civil if she is, but I’m not sure she knows how to be. I swear she’s the devil,” I replied with a frustrated huff. “You’re still upset about that epic wedgie she gave you the last time you saw her, aren’t you? Remember that one? You guys were sparring, and she had you pinned down, and then she...” my brother started, and I quickly cut him off. “That was like five years ago, and she didn’t pin me down,” I spat back, and he chuckled.

The man then hugged his older brother who was sitting. Weylin froze in place. He really wanted to throw his youngest brother away. His younger brother looked like he really wanted to die in his hands. And unfortunately Neal, who usually doesn't talk too much said, "Yes. I agree. When's the wedding day, Dad?" Damn it, you guys are really impudent, thought Weylin while giving an annoyed look at his three younger siblings who were ignored by them. They seemed very compact to want to annoy their eldest brother.

A small body slammed into his side. “Victor! What did I tell you about running?” The booming voice of Wade, his brother’s beta, filled the kitchen. Chris picked the youngster up as Wade and Chris’ sister walked in, hand in hand. “Happy birthday, baby brother!” Adelaide sang. “Less of the baby!” He grumbled, settling Victor on his lap, his brilliant green eyes twinkling with mischief up at Chris. “What you planning?” he whispered.

What is that Brother? Nethersbane. The most magical artifact in the whole continent. It is also known as "The Holy Sword". It could kill anyone with just one slash. Ydar, being afraid that someone with ill intentions might possess this powerful thing, cast a spell on it. No one could wield it except if the sword itself will recognize them as its rightful master. " Swo, bwader wants to wab a vewey powerpyul swoyd? Yeyyy! Bwader Henry will kill mwonsters and bad guys! Bwader Henry is swo cool!"

Things that made us seem so divided but I was proud of who I was and so was the other young few werewolves in my school. We knew ourselves and the pack where we belonged to. It was our territory and whenever another werewolf infiltrated, well, the pack warriors were good at kicking asses. And what the 'young ones' like they like to call us would do was to go and hide in the pack house. It was like a drill whenever a foreign wolf was on the loose. Oops, I'm rambling, right? Well I go by the name Umbrie, seventeen years old and the second of the three children of my parents. Jared, my older brother and Sky, my little brother.

I ask. “Weddeg was always more like a father to me than an older brother. He never let my brothers make fun of me when he was around, but he was always working, you see, getting the techrechaun department off the ground, teaching the fae about electronics and what it could do for them. So, I was left alone or with the other two.”

Jiju thanked Rob and his parents for the fabulous time they spent here. Rob said, " Don't thank me, In fact, I must thank you for making the wedding a successful affair in such a short time. Thanks for your efforts. The most important thing is that I really loved having you here and enjoyed your company a lot. I got to know my new sister and you. I am sure we can be very good friends, as it is we are co-brothers now. " " Yes, of course! We loved every minute of these two weeks. I got two new brothers, on top of that, Sam and I became very good friends. Thank you. "

Turned on his heel. And walked away. I crumbled. Curled into myself, I sobbed until my throat went raw. If I could reach into my chest and tear out the aching organ, I would’ve. After a few minutes, I heard footsteps again. Through my blurry vision, I saw the black polish of Alexander’s shoes. My eyes trailed up to find him adjusting his cufflinks. “I’m heading to the office,” he said flatly. I said nothing. Only Alexander Westwood would go into the office mere hours after marrying his brother’s bride.

His 36 year old rigid brother was giggling like a teenage boy. How is that? Who was the person at the other end of the line? Jade? Impossible! Jade had clearly said that she had nothing to do with his brother. Unless, his brother already found someone. That's impossible, as impossible as the sun to rise from the west. His love for Jade was deep into his bones and no one could take away that love. "Ahem," Jared cleared his throat, gaining a deathly stare from his brother. He waved his hand to shoo him away but Jared stubbornly remained.