Crossdress Brother Novels & Stories

It's time to finally put her in her place and he won't let Nathan be tagged an ungrateful and unfilial son. “In the Pack laws!” Cathylene barks. Her eyes red in fury. “Is that true? Elder Brooke? Nathan is as much a child of the Durk as Liam.” “Ummm… no where it's written, but then no two sons from the same family can contest,” Elder Brooke explains. “Unless we are not brothers.” Nathan takes over. This time Jaxon doesn't hold him back. Cathylene claps her hand dramatically, very much pleased with the angle Nathan has taken and ready to drag him over the earth with it.

he said and she backed away and pressed her back on the way on reaching the end. "I..." she was still trying to say when he hugged he again and now boldly rub her pussy with his hard on making her to moan out "Brother this..." she wanted to again but he beat her to it "You are wearing nothing inside sis..." he said looking at her his gaze captivating and dark frozen her sister at a spot and making her lose her thinking "I am wearing underwears" she said and her brother shook his heat "You are not" he said still looking at her predatory "I...I am..." she said and he chuckled and approached her more "Let me check then..." he said and pushed her dress up, he guided his hand inside her underwear

I lowered my head and gave a faint reply, “Okay.” Soon, we arrived back at the Fraser family ancestral mansion. The living room was brightly lit. My brother and sister-in-law were busy playing video games, enjoying the time of their lives. My father's face turned pale for a moment. My father kicked over the coffee table in front of them, sending teacups shattering all over the floor. “You bastard! Have you lost your mind?! How dare you spread rumors that your sister is an illegitimate daughter!” Yet, the two of them acted as if it was none of their business. They just kept operating their phones with calmness.

Natasha rested her head gently against his shoulder. "You've listened to me, so tonight...I'll listen to you." Ethan let out a quiet breath. "I don't know where to start." "The beginning." His eyes remained fixed on the rain outside. "When people hear the word 'mafia', they imagine power, money, fear but they don't imagine children." Natasha stayed silent. "My brother and I...we didn't grow up like normal brothers, we grew up as competitors, our father believed affection made men weak so he never praised us, he compared us."

Knox was standing there, leaning against the wall and staring pointedly at me. My brows lifted in question. "Why are you still here?" "Because I want to?" My eyes rolled. "I want to change. GET THE FUCK OUT!" He shook his head slowly. "I'm your brother now," he drawled His gaze darkened. "And brothers see their sisters naked all the time, Annalise. So get used to it." My nose scrunched up in disgust. "But what I am curious about is if you're as shapely as I think underneath all of those boring clothes that you wear."

I gestured between us, encompassing everything we'd built, everything that now felt like it might crumble. "Graham is my half-brother," Jaxx said, the name coming out of his mouth like it was coated in poison. His hands clenched into fists at his sides. "But just like his father, he doesn't see me as a brother. To them, I'm just the mistake that refused to stay buried. He—"

What the fuck happened to him? Behind him stand some burly men in black suits with stern expressions, surely Bryan Tatum’s bodyguards. They appear rather frustrated, likely having struggled to prevent Caden from barging in—but he managed it anyway. That’s just how much of a pain in the ass he is. As Bryan’s eyes scrutinize Caden, he inquires, “Him?” “Yup. He’s the bully stepbrother I mentioned.” Bryan rises from his seat, extending his hand in a mature handshake. “Hey, man.”

He glanced over his shoulder, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Hang on. Almost done." I bit my tongue, stopping myself from leaning into it. "I don't want you wearing yourself out." His smile deepened, like he was actually in a good mood. "I'm your fiancé. Taking care of you's normal." Sean had always been strict. Controlled. Zero tolerance for lies. And now? He was the first one lying to his own brother.

she said, casting a look at her brother, who squinted his eyes. “I'm always cool,” Vincent defended. “You look beautiful too, Morty. I've missed you,” Nica said. Morticia careful carried Bran, Vincent’s youngest son, and greeted little Evan, holding and taking them in further. “So you did it, huh?” Vincent sighed as he approached Klaus, who was chatting with Ava. “This is weird, but congratulations,” he grinned and hugged his best friend. “I missed you, brother,” Klaus said. Vincent lowered his voice. “And yet you didn't invite me for the fight you had not too long ago.”

"My brother is very secretive and rarely socializes. Many people haven’t met him, only heard of him." Emily asked, "Does your brother wear a mask?" "No," Bryden Norman replied. "My brother doesn’t usually meet people. Ordinary people can’t see him; only close acquaintances do, so he doesn’t wear a mask." So that's it. Emily nodded. "Emily, are you interested in my brother?" Emily smiled, "Because he's very mysterious."