[Brother's Jealousy and Forced] How Hard It Is to Get Things Done

The First Script - Discovering his brother's secret

At night, Alex lay uneasily in a corner of his brother's bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep well with those ugly, hideous faces from the daytime coming to the forefront as soon as he closed his eyes, as well as the other man's monster-ugly s*x organs.

Emily, on the other hand, as usual, had long since fallen into a deep sleep.

His brother had been sleeping through the night, and no matter how much he tossed and turned, he hadn't been woken up.

Alex called out softly, "Brother ......"

Knowing that he couldn't wake his brother, he tentatively moved closer to Emily; the bed was huge, and even though they had been sleeping in the same bed, there had been almost no physical contact at all.

And now, for the first time, he tried to move closer to the other person in the bed.

He carefully crawled over to his brother's side and observed his sleeping face; his brother was handsome and tall, obviously only three years older than himself, but unlike his delicate and petite self, he looked like a solid man. Although his brother looked fierce and always bullied him in the beginning, making him afraid and hate him, those memories seemed to have been dusty and dulled for so long that he would hardly recall them anymore.

And when those fists that slammed into his body turned into a shield to protect him, Alex could no longer muster much hatred for the man in front of him.

He knew that his brother didn't like dealing with him, and he knew that his brother wasn't welcoming him into the family, and he knew that his brother was only using him to broaden the family's network when he asked him to befriend Chloe Du.

But ...... his brother would also stay behind when he was afraid of the dark, would scare those classmates when he was bullied, and would come out of the sky to protect him when something like that almost happened to him and cleaned those people up.

The arm of the other man in the bed, which he cautiously touched, did not respond as expected. He had a vague feeling in his heart that his brother wasn't really going to do anything to him, and he held his breath as he moved gently to lie down next to his brother, his head resting vaguely against his brother's chest.

Through the teenager's robust chest, he could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating, his brother's breathing was steady and his body was very warm, like the only bit of firelight that could be used to warm him up in the winter, illuminating his broken heart and dispelling the nightmares in the darkness.

He took a long breath, leaned against his brother's arm, and fell into a deep sleep.

Even though the progress bar of the hero and heroine's relationship had been lit up, it wasn't moving very fast, Alex's side of the relationship had been maintaining a slight slow growth while Chloe Du's was barely budging, but they should have managed to make friends.

Emily wasn't in a hurry; after all, they were both just in the budding stages of their relationship right now, and still had to wait for a reunion as adults to take things further with each other.

There wasn't really a major plot to follow for a short period of time, Emily just had to discover and take notes on bugs and some setting suggestions for this script from time to time, as well as experiencing the eating and drinking parts of the show that she wanted to experience, which was very enjoyable.

Since the player isn't woken up during sleep breaks most nights without important plot triggers or accidents, Emily is unaware of Alex's intimate behavior while he's asleep.

A set time always rushes by, and before you know it Alex will be fourteen years old, he's about to enter high school, and he's grown quite a bit in height. It's just that for such a delicate and beautiful teenager like him, his appearance is still in the androgynous stage of puberty, and if he wasn't dressed in boy's clothes, he would only be mistaken for a mixed-race beauty.

Alex's heart was actually very much looking forward to the days after he moved up to high school, because this was the only year he could be in the same school district as his brother, and as long as he paid attention, he could see his brother at school during the day as well.

With the anticipation and joy secretly in his heart, he rightfully lost sleep the night before high school started.

In addition to the psychological factors, his body had also started to get a little strange lately. Sometimes he would feel hot and dry for no reason, and even his s*x organs would swell and fill with blood, which was quite uncomfortable.

He had taken a s*x education course and knew what was going on, but after experiencing something like that before, his subconscious always thought that it was a dirty and indecent behavior, and he was completely unable to face his instinctive desires.

Before he went to bed today, he had obviously taken several cold showers, so why was there still ......

He shamefully clenched his legs, at this time, the only thing that is lucky aside from his brother has long been asleep, he looked to the side of the sleeping brother: why? Why is it that his brother has never had such an unpleasant gesture, his brother seems to have always been so ...... clean. Only himself will ......

He leaned his forehead against his brother's shoulder, sniffing his brother's scent as his breathing gradually became heavier and heavier.

That thing seemed to rise up and hurt more ......

He actually knew how to relieve it, but he had just been suppressing it like self-torture, and now, looking at his sleeping brother, the darkest and most hidden desire in his heart that he didn't even know about began to grow and spread.

He reached out and touched his hardened s*x organ, half-closing his eyes, jerking it off one by one. His eyes fascinatedly skimmed over his brother's sleeping, placid brow, lips, neck, collarbone, slightly heaving chest ......

The dark gaze that seemed to lick its way through held a thirst that no one could detect.

I don't know how long it took, he stifled a grunt and let out a long, cloudy sigh, finally releasing it, he gasped for breath, his body reveled in a kind of post orgasmic delicate sensation, a kind of blank slate of relaxation and euphoria, not having to think about anything, not having to do anything, only needing to quietly reminisce about this kind of tingling euphoria.

It was only when he came back to his senses that he realized with a jolt what he had done!

He looked at the whitish murk that had been splattered on his brother's hand; it was ...... his c*m. His face flushed and then turned a ghastly white, his lips trembling slightly.

How could he do such a thing around his brother? How could he do such a thing to his brother? His brother had been saving him, his brother had been so clean, and he had soiled his brother in such an ungrateful and gracious way!

Alex was engulfed in intense guilt as he scrambled to clean it all up and lay back down on the bed tossing and turning with a painfully anxious heart.

His brother's hand stroked him gently, their bodies pressed together so tightly that even their sexes leaned into one place, wrapping their hands around each other's wares to soothe each other.

His brother's eyes lowered, a hard lust darkening his calm demeanor, and he lifted his legs to circle his waist between them.

Lust flared in him, and he exploded into a frenzied animalism he couldn't even imagine, pressing down on the base of his brother's leg and stabbing ferociously into his brother, who tilted his head back but spread his arms around him, all hazy and sweet.

When Alex opened his eyes, he was confronted with his damp and sticky pajama pants, and he actually ...... had that dream?

He immediately jumped up in panic and rushed straight into the bathroom.

Emily found that Alex became a little strange after he moved up to high school, in the past he always intentionally or unintentionally wandered around in front of himself, even if he couldn't say anything, he always followed like a puppy. But lately he seemed to be avoiding himself, even his eyes drifted when he met him, but he still reported to his bedside every night on time.

Puberty? Rebellion? Can't figure it out.

As for sleeping together at night, Emily doesn't really care. In the original episode, Oscar Wilson treats Alex like a dog and lets him sleep in a kennel on the floor.

Naturally, Emily couldn't torture a child like that, and letting him sleep in the corner of the bed was pretty much enough.

He is also not worried that Alex will lose his disgust for him because of his current transformation, thus affecting the later episodes, after all, when Alex has gone through the last main episode before leaving the country, he is destined to completely hate himself. Even the more he feels for himself now, the more unbearable he will be when he is betrayed.

What he doesn't realize is that almost every night he "sleeps", Alex does something he can't stand.

After Alex made sure that his brother would not be easily awakened, he became more and more daring, and at night he seemed to split into two people, the quiet and well-behaved one in the daytime, and the obscene one in the nighttime. He loved the physical contact and skin-to-skin contact with his brother more and more, and the feeling was like smoking poppy, which made him feel sinful and addicted.

His reason constantly warned him, this is with his half blood brother, this is always protect his brother, he should not and can not do this, he is like a beast, a loss of human ethics and reason of the beast! But his restless instincts and his brother's sleepy face were all the time tempting him to fall deeper and deeper into his lust.

At the same time, he wanted his brother's response more and more, and he made a pretty excuse for himself in his mind: he wanted to make his brother comfortable too.

Finally, one night, he couldn't resist touching his brother's lower abdomen and rubbing the same male organ as himself.

But it did not go well, the sleeping brother did not respond, simply completely unlike a 17 or 18-year-old blood young man. He did not want to give up, and gently removed his brother's pants, trying to use the direct contact of the skin to give each other more intense stimulation.

Upon removing his underwear and spreading his brother's legs in an apprehensive yet cummy manner, Alex instantly froze.

He saw it: underneath his brother's limp manhood was a female s*x organ.

He couldn't help but pivot away from his brother's p***s and gaze intently at the small slit underneath, a female organ that was quite a bit more petite than the ones on the women shown in s*x ed classes, and because it was narrow and small, the two flaps of shellfish that shared his brother's skin color looked plump and plump.

Alex couldn't help but reach up and stroke it, his long, slender fingers picked apart the two large labia and poked slightly into the luscious labia minora and inner wall inside, he grinded upwards and touched a small, slightly hard nub of flesh, the c******s.

It was exactly the same as a girl's. Was my brother really a "brother"?

Why did he have a girl's s*x organ? Could there be a uterus deep inside this tiny v****a? Can my brother give birth like a girl?

He was thinking, but his fingers were still fond of the soft and warm cunt, his brother also seemed to feel the difference, the wide-open legs instinctively want to close, just how to caress the unresponsive s*x also began to raise their heads, and the bottom of the c******s was teased by the small cunt is also quietly overflowing a trace of hot liquid, in his sleep, he confusedly let out a murmur: "mmmm! ......"

Alex stared dumbfounded at his brother like this, only to feel his lower abdomen tighten and tense, and at some point the unashamed thing below him had long since stood tall, engorged and swollen, hard to the point of pain.

Brother ......

He withdrew his fingers, his gaze falling on the crystalline, sticky liquid on his fingers, and slowly approached his cheek, his nose smelling a faint fishy odor, not dirty and pungent, after all, his brother was always so clean and had nothing to do with these dirty carnal desires.

He opened his thin, cherry-colored lips and took in the finger that was tainted with his brother's flavor, closing his eyes slightly in a sound, intoxicated manner, as if he were savoring some delicacy. In this instant, it was as if his already high lust had been doused with another bucket of oil, burning with the most primal instincts!

His c**k was so high and raw that he almost wanted to push up hard regardless, to f**k into this little cunt, into his brother's body! He wanted his brother, frenziedly!

He was an animal to have such a desire for his brother! But he couldn't help it, his erect c**k simply wouldn't listen, tearing strongly at his sanity.

He couldn't, couldn't, mustn't do this, his brother would hate him, would hate him, wouldn't want him ......

No, no, never let his brother know about this.

In the end, he controlled his surging animalistic desire, spread his brother's legs, and like a believer who had been given a gift, he reverently prostrated himself between his legs, probing out his scarlet tongue and licking and kissing the petite p***y.

The hot lips and tongue and the sensitive tender flesh, instantly collided with great stimulation, even though it was in a sleep that was destined not to wake up, Emily's body still made the most honest instinctive response, murmuring and chanting out, "Hmph ah ......"