Little Brother Wedgie Novels & Stories

My brother's best friend all through high school, he was the most annoying person and I had to deal with him constantly. Always one to tease me about my braces, my 'nerdy' braids, and my love for collecting 3D jigsaw puzzles and scrapbooking, he always found a way to badger me. Instead of a normal 'Hi' or 'What's up' he would instead greet me with 'Miss Strait-laced' or 'Prissy' and I would reciprocate by poking my tongue out at him.

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Or just sibling rivalry? I glance at him. His expression is relaxed, almost playful, like a man with nothing to hide. And yet… “You know,” I say carefully, keeping my tone light, “earlier—” “—I never told you about the time my dad tried to grill steak with a flamethrower,” Rico interrupts smoothly. I blink. “What?” “Oh yeah,” he says, animated now. “Swear on my life. The man nearly burned down half the backyard. Zayne was there too—”

"We filled her drawer with condoms. Used condoms." Willow snorted, clearing her throat as Damien's lips twitched because this was not something that an adult should encourage. "That was so wrong of you!" She chastised after composing herself. "She sat me out so her son could play. She deserved it." He didn't seem the least sorry. Willow shook her head, suppressing a smile. Willow's brother, Freddy, was seventeen when he died and he too used to play football. He too used to be something like the kid sitting in front of her. She immediately felt a platonic affection towards the boy.

Not holding back, the second child of the Pendleton family, his oldest sister named Delila Pendleton, immediately hugged him. "Delila." Wade was happy, of course. But he was also worried. So, he looked around as he tried to let go of the hug. "People are watching us." Delila didn't care. "Good. Then they will realize that sibling love really exists." Wade couldn't argue. So, he returned the hug and said, "I've missed you, Delila." Delila tried not to cry. It might ruin her makeup. Unfortunately, the tears rebelled.

____________ . . . “Oh come on! Just die already!” “Shut up.” Gregory Radcliffe sat up straight on the couch, clearing his throat as he continued to play the video game on his phone. “Gwenny, big sis, we are late for LH. Can you make it fast? Or at least leave your work for later?” The sixteen-year-old asked his sister. Alpha Gwendolyn Radcliffe looked up from her laptop, lowered her huge glasses, and glared at her teen brother.

I smile as I wonder If I’ll ever get used to saying that—my Little Brother. This also leads me to another dilemma, though. Do I take my younger brother to war with me? It's so easy to forget that this lad is only twelve years old. The strength and power that he holds more than rivals any man. Damn, the lad gave me the toughest fight of my life. I could undoubtedly use his strength as we take down the underworld, but he's just a child, and who knows what horrors we will face?

Wee Hughie’s big brother Liam had a motorbike an' we used to sit on it, an’ Wee Hughie even knew how to turn on the engine an’ make it roar – only if Liam was anywhere near by an’ heard us doin’ it he would come back an’ give the two of us a clip around the ear. Liam used to keep pigeons as well, in a wee shed up on the flat roof above the back extension, an’ Wee Hughie an’ me used to go up an’ feed them an’ look at them like. Liam used to get pissed off about that too because he said we would make them too fat. They smelled bloody awful.

West asked as the others came around the corner. "Fuck off. I'm just hugging my little sis." Jaden snarled. He let of me but kept one arm around my shoulders as he grabbed the back of West's neck and pulled him to us. He gave West a one armed hug and West gave me a confused look. I shrugged. West smirked and wrapped both his arms around Jaden, pulling him close. "Oh, big brother! You smell so good." West teased. Jaden rolled his eyes and pushed West off but I could see him laughing.

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.