Pranks To Do On Your Brother Novels & Stories

That day, Mom had ruffled my hair and asked, “Harry, which one do you want to choose as your brother?” The day before, I had begged her nonstop to give me a big brother. So, the next day, she took me to the orphanage to pick one. Later on, the boy under the tree became my brother. I gave him his name, just as carefully as I used to name my teddy bear and toy soldiers. When I tore up my homework, he rewrote it for me. After I broke the neighbor’s antique vase, the punishment landed on his palms instead of mine.

After a few minutes of silence, when I'm completely relaxed, I open my mouth to speak but he cuts me off even before I start. "I'm really sorry, Liv" "I know" I mutter, without turning to look my brother in the eyes. "I just wanted to play one last stupid prank. It was stupid of me" he mutters guitily "Yes it was" I agree but even I know it wasn't totally his fault. My brother and I have been playing extreme pranks like this on each other for years. He didn't expect this one to end like this, I can't pin all the blame on him.

As if I would be kind to him. "I also didn't expect you to come here and your brother just left." My brother just pranking me and he just really wanted to annoy me. He's too much, he'll be ready for it because I'll get revenge! I calmed myself, I'm here already so I'll just help him. "What happened to that?" I asked.

I said softly. “What? Why?” Because yesterday I found out that Caden, my two-year crush, was going to be my stepbrother, and now I’m living under the same roof with him. He’s arrogant, proud, cold, and definitely hates me. A sigh escaped my lips; I couldn’t possibly tell her that. “Mom wants me to visit her sick aunt tomorrow,” I lied. “Oh… I thought she died last year, or is there another?” Shit. “You’re lying,” she added.”

I said. "Y... You're thinking about our cousin while you're balls deep in me?" she replied. "No, it just made me laugh. Back then I was such a perv, that whole prank to try and get a flash of her breasts to end up seeing yours instead. You got so mad at me but here I am with those same breasts in my face." "They were much smaller then, little brother. Are you going to fuck me or what. Push up with my thrusts, I want to feel you cum in me."

He chuckled at my clinginess towards him. My brother also laughed at what I did. They always find every single thing I do a cute one. Although my brother teased me that I wasn't actually cute, he loved to give me candies and pinched my cheek to see my cute reaction. He was silently simping her adorable little sister. But since he didn't want to be called a lame one by his friends, he tried to hide it, so I had no choice but to just secretly thank him. "Avery, you're too old to be lifted." brother tried to tease me and tickled my side.

How could she have so much effects on me without even trying? I cleared my throat as I quickly turned on the Air conditioner. I sat on the couch, trying to think straight and push all naughty thoughts away from my mind. "Don't you dare call me your brother?" Joey came in fuming as Brandon smiled at him, holding on to his arm. I looked up at them as they came to sit beside me. Brandon wasn't looking drunk at all. "I thought you were drunk?" I asked, throwing Brandon a glare. "No...it was just a prank. I wanted to know how much my brothers cared about me but it turns out you don't care about me at all." Brandon said, folding his arms as he glared at me playfully.

He smiled broadly and folded his arm over my shoulder. It went silent. The clock ticked loudly echoing in the emptiness. I was wringing my hands in my lap. Was it some kind of prank? My brother! " It's a prank, right? " I asked, waving my hand. But I look into his blue eyes. It was holding the same deep ocean color as dad. " You know, we're not kidding little sister. " Seth said, eyeing me.

Sighing I get up grab some clothes and head for the bathroom. Today was my first day of college. Actually my brothers and our friends all start today. I finish getting dressed, grab my bag and walk out of my room. I hear my big brother, Travis's, alarm still going off. "Are you fuckin kidding me ?" I say dramatically to one in particular. "Hey Sami what's going on?" My oldest brother Tommy asks me quietly. "That shithead is still asleep and we have less than a hour to get there. You know Trav takes forever getting ready and I just don't have the patience for his overgrown gorilla ass." I tell him. Before he says anything the damn terror twins come out of their room giving me a idea. "Hey boy

Then there was my oldest brother, who specialized in delivering entirely unfunny punchlines, laughing up a storm at his own wit while the rest of the car sat in dead silence. Right next to me, my sister would spend hours rattling on about the latest fashion trends of the season, or detailing the intricate makeup techniques and hairstyle tutorials she’d mastered on YouTube. She’d weave these rants into unsolicited lectures directed at me, offering step-by-step instructions on how I could manage to look and act like a proper, civilized girl. And, of course, saving the most eccentric for last, my younger brother spent the entire journey with his face practically embedded in the pages of whateve