This choice: Smith uses his powers again • Go Back...Chapter #6Smith uses his powers again by: Jackalope   Weeks passed of Smith parading his younger brother’s body and life as his own. Partly from the guilt of stealing away the younger sibling’s life and future for his own, Smith had unconsciously decided to perfect Brandon at the expense of his powers. Their new life as one being would be perfect, as Brandon exuded Smith’s maturity and wisdom and he felt his old musculature bleed into the younger brother’s frame with each passing day.
One and done. He thought, as he considered his powers. It’s the least I could do, living the best life Brandon could without corrupting his soul further.
But the hormones of the younger sibling were wild and untamed. And as he felt himself give in to the pleasure of being a fully realized Brandon, of watching the sweat bead on the progressively buffer and buffer Brandon, and of smelling the sweet scent of his brother’s musk twisted and laced by the raw testosterone of his old body’s military tang, he felt a losing battle of will.
Smith ceded on a hot summer afternoon three months in, when he felt his Brandon-laced dick stiffen after he caught Bernard peeking a glance at his post-practice form and felt a whiff of the tang Brandon’s sweat now had.
He closed his eyes in pleasure as he felt Brandon’s hand phase intangible for the very first time before returning it to its previous state.
“Say, Ber, thanks again for that bike! You bought that from like money in an account or something, right?”
“Yeah, I guess dude, but it’s not like I have that money to spend on stuff- it’s for the future. I still had to save up to buy you a bike” Bernard beamed before blushing.
Brandon chuckled. “That’s good, we have a little insurance for the future.” Before he inched closer.
“Uhhh… what do you mean we?” Bernard questioned, face bright red.
Bernard suddenly felt a chill run through his spine as Brandon exuded an unnatural maturity from his eyes, leaning in so he could feel the heat off his best friend’s face. Brandon mouthed the words slowly and seductively. “We”.
With a sickly sneer on his typically innocent face, Brandon began to tease his best friend, pulling him close and pulling his stunned hand under his damp shirt.
“C’mon on Ber- you know you want this… you can feel these cum gutters, can’t you?” Brandon whispered.
Bernard could barely muster any resistance as his best friend continued
“Brandon is such a kid sometimes” He laughed. “Can’t believe he didn’t see this cute little wallet has the hots for him”
That seemed to break the spell a little.
“Wait… what?”
Brandon only laughed further. “Smith. My big bro… he packed himself inside me nice and tight” He patted his stomach. “So tight, I could barely keep all that man inside this.”
Bernard tried to back away, only to be pulled tighter.
“Well, that’s not entirely right- Smith is me.” At this, Brandon couldn’t help but moan. At this, Bernard could see a clear gel like substance coating his best friend’s face. “He wormed deeper, coiled, and tangled all parts of me…” Brandon slapped his cheeks with both hands, prompting another moan of pleasure. “Until he was all that’s left inside of me- so I guess, I am Brandon. Look at this hot bod, we look so great together, don’t we?”
A bit of the gel dribbled from his lips before he sucked it back inside him with a slurping motion.
Brandon focused back on his friend, dropping all pretense.
“You never had a shot with my younger bro.. straight as an arrow”. He licked Bernard’s face as he drew his friend’s hand toward his sweaty crotch “but the new Brandon? Me? This cock is all yours- just let me put a little Brandon inside you first” he moaned as he leaned in for a kiss.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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