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Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I know it's been a while. Oops. At first, I wasn't gonna post because I only got 2.5 reviews -- even tough they were great reviews -- but then I got distractd by that pesky little thing called life. Heh. I normally write very early in the morning but last week I was dead to the world by midnight. T'was very strange. But now, I am back! Fear me! Or, you know, don't. Whatever.

The usual stuff: - Charmed -- Me no own. I know. I was shocked too.

This is NC-17. I'm sure you know, also, that this contains relationships between two males who are brothers. BROTHERS. I need to work on this shocked routine some more.

Thanks to:
blacknightwolf04,

blacknightwolf04

neo_complexity

jaime

and xfaytx.

You all rock!

Chapter 5

Chris tried to dodge around the orbing lights and run off but before he was clear of them an arm shot out and grabbed the top of his. The brunette winced in pain feeling unforgiving fingers dig deep into the muscle. He spun around hoping to attack Wyatt but the blond got there first and punched his brother across the face.

Chris staggered backwards and felt a pain in his foot. He hissed and lifted it up gingerly, seeing blood. There was a piece of glass embedded in it and he tried to pull it free but Wyatt grabbed his face and he overbalanced, having to stand on the shard. Chris cried out as the piece of glass stabbed deeper into his foot and he could feel blood between his toes.

�Wyatt, you�re hurting me,� Chris said, fear in his voice.

�Good,� Wyatt hissed, tightening his grip as Chris struggled more. �Did you really think you could run from me?�

�I was nearly there,� Chris spat, flinging out his free arm. Wyatt held up his hand and his power bounced off the glowing blue palm and smashed a door inwards.

�Not quite though. Story of your life, right?�

�What have I ever done to deserve this?� Chris wondered pitifully.

�You just tried to bite my cock in half!� Wyatt yelled back, shaking Chris by the arm.

�Only because you were forcing it down my throat!� The brunette shot back. �What did I do to deserve that? Huh?�

�We were made for each other, Chris. Don�t you feel that when I�m inside of you? When we�re having sex?� Chris looked to the floor and balled his fist, trying to force himself not to act. Wyatt got close to his brother�s ear and licked it. Chris shuddered and swung his fist at Wyatt.

He hit the blond on the cheek and Wyatt was stunned enough to loosen the grip on Chris�s arm and the younger man stumbled and hobbled towards the end of the street. He was dragging his foot but he was nearly there. Just around the corner and he could orb away�

He managed to limp right into a shimmering blue forcefield and nearly fell over. He turned around but Wyatt had extended his bubble all around him and Chris.

�Got something for you, little brother,� Wyatt mocked, holding up a potion vial.

�Not taking anything of yours,� Chris told him, stepping back until he was leaning against the shield.

�I thought you might say that,� Wyatt said, walking closer to Chris.

Wyatt was fighting not to get turned on. Seeing Chris in his tight black pants was bad enough, but all the cowering and whimpering his brother was doing before him was making his cock and balls tingle and he was trying to will away an erection. That was how Chris had got to him last time, through his lust. Which the brat could feel because of his empathy and telepathy powers.

That stopped now.

He held out his hand and held his brother in place with telekinesis and he grinned. Chris�s active powers had always been weaker. Well, Chris wasn�t Twice Blessed. He didn�t know the feeling of having so much power.

Wyatt flicked two fingers and forced Chris�s jaw open. He uncorked the potion vial but stumbled backwards, nearly spilling some.

He looked up at Chris, whose eyes gleamed with defiance. Wyatt realized that his brother was using his empathy to channel the power back towards him. The blond rammed the cork back into the vial and stormed over to his brother.

Chris was going to pay for this. And then he was going to drink the potion.

The blond orbed them back to the penthouse and shoved Chris to the floor. The brunette fell roughly, pleased to see his foot staining the carpet with red blood. Let�s see Wyatt get that out of his stupid pristine floor.

Chris waited to see if Wyatt was going to do anything more and when he didn�t the brunette grimaced and turned his foot to face him. He closed his eyes, swallowed and focused on the shard. It shot out of his foot and he yelled in pain as it hit the wall and tinkled to the floor. Oh well. More blood for the carpet.

Wyatt checked that the cork was still in place on the potion and walked towards Chris. Chris had played games with him. Well, Wyatt Halliwell was just as good a game player.

He held a hand over Chris, gently healing his brother�s wounds, watching Chris blink in surprise at the display of kindness. Wyatt grinned. Well. It was only going to get worse from now on.

He pulled Chris up from the floor and yanked him towards him, grinding their clothed groins together. Even though Chris was soft the action started blood flowing into Wyatt�s cock. Chris tried to struggled away from his brother�s dry humping but Wyatt held on tighter, grinding enough to start to get Chris hard as well. Wyatt smiled as he thrust towards Chris�s growing member.

�The thing is, Chris � you like this. That�s your problem. You try to deny it.�

�let go of me,� the brunette growled, trying to push his brother off.

Wyatt smirked at him and shimmered them both to the bedroom. The shimmering had its usual effect on Chris. The brunette staggered slightly and had to grab the bed for support.

Wyatt pushed him over the footboard hard enough for the wood to bruise his ribs. Chris winced slightly and tried to get up, but Wyatt held out a hand and telekinetically grabbed his brother�s balls through the black jeans. Chris cried out in pain and fell back into his former position as Wyatt admired the way his jeans showed off Chris�s ass. He moved towards the brunette, unbuttoning his shirt with one hand and the raising the other, suddenly slapping it against Chris�s clothed ass hard enough to make his own hand hurt and he grinned, doing it again even harder. Chris�s yell was nearly enough to make him cum.

He wanted to cum somewhere that counted this time so he made short work of Chris�s pants, tearing them off with a sweep of his hand, and then pulling his own down revealing that he, too, hadn�t bothered with underwear. His hard cock stood out directly in front of him, aching to be inside Chris, who was offered to him so nicely. He finally let go of Chris�s balls and the brunette sagged in relief but not for long, because Wyatt stepped forward and rammed his entire length into his brother suddenly and quickly, without any warning.

Chris�s back arched and his eyes snapped open, and a stream of nonsensical curse words entered Wyatt�s head as Chris�s body went into spasms around the intrusion. Wyatt felt his cock being crushed about twice a minute and just held it in there, willing to let Chris�s body get him off.

Normally, he prepared Chris. Normally, he would oil them up and slide in slowly and gently, but he was punishing Chris. Luckily for him he could self-heal; otherwise he would never have got over the bruising left by Chris�s teeth on his erection quick enough to slam into his brother like this.

Eventually, Chris�s body adjusted to the intrusion and Wyatt frowned, pulling entirely out of Chris and then waiting a few seconds before thrusting all the way back in. This time, the unintentional clenching Chris�s hole was making around his dick was weaker, but this didn�t stop Chris yelping in pain and trying to get away from his brother�s cock.

The struggling only served to make it hotter for Wyatt and he grabbed Chris�s hips, dragging the brunette backwards onto the blond�s cock with a loud slap of skin-on-skin. Wyatt was in heaven. Chris was struggling and mewing and it was sending jolts up his cock and he couldn�t hold out any longer, finally pounding his little brother for all he was worth.

The bed squeaked a little and started to move, but Wyatt fucked Chris harder and harder, moaning in ecstasy. Chris was so good, so tight and the way he moved to try and get away was making Wyatt harder, and the harder he got the rougher he fucked Chris�s hole.

Chris closed his eyes tight and tried to pretend that it wasn�t happening. He was clutching the bed so hard his knuckles were white and even though he was biting his bottom lip to keep his mouth closed, loud yells and small whimpers of pain kept escaping. Wyatt was hurting him. Wyatt had never hurt him before � not this much. And his brother was bigger than the demons that had caught him before, so he couldn�t even remember when he had been hurt this much.

But then Wyatt would graze his spot as he thrust in and out, which made Chris gasp and shiver with pleasure. This made him tighten around Wyatt�s cock, which only made Wyatt fuck him harder, which meant that his brother brushed more against his spot�

It was a never-ending pain/pleasure cycle that Chris didn�t know how to get out of. When he opened his eyes he was either blinded by tears of pain or the multiple colors of bliss and had no hope of using his telekinesis. Nor could he concentrate enough to use either of his other powers and there was nothing he could do but ride it out.

Suddenly, Wyatt pulled out and Chris gave a light moan mixed with a sigh of relief.

�Are you going to drink the potion now?�

Chris looked back at his brother, forcing away tears. �No.�

�I was hoping you�d say that.� Wyatt picked Chris up and carried him across the room. He slammed the brunette�s back against the wall, pinning him off the ground by his throat. Chris struggled to breath and tried to use his power to throw Wyatt away but Wyatt glowed blue for a little and the power bounced back, snapping his head to the side.

As Chris was seeing stars from both the lack of oxygen and the fact that his temple had just been smashed into the wall, Wyatt positioned himself at Chris�s entrance as lowered his brother back down onto his aching cock.

Chris wrapped his legs around Wyatt�s waist, desperate for any support that was going to hold him up other than the hand around his throat. It took Wyatt just two thrusts to let go of Chris�s neck and pin the brunette�s arms instead. Chris hated this position more. From here, he could see the euphoria pass over Wyatt�s face every time he forced his way into his him. Every time Chris felt a burst of pain, he could see Wyatt getting so much pleasure from it and the brunette closed his eyes again, wanting it to be over.

The sad thing was that his mind was in such a muddle from sensory overload that he couldn�t help but let Wyatt�s lust in, and his full hard on was grazing on Wyatt�s chest just below the blond�s sternum and the friction was sending flutterings up his cock, which he tried to ignore.

But when Wyatt brushed his spot he had to bite his tongue to stop the feeling of an orgasm coming. He didn�t want to think what the punishment would be for spurting all over the underside of Wyatt�s jaw.

His brother�s balls had been slapping against his ass and he felt them tighten, and felt Wyatt stiffen. Praying this meant that his brother was going to cum and it would all be over Chris tightened around the blond as hard as he could.

Please let him be finished�

But Wyatt suddenly pulled out of Chris and let the brunette fall uncaringly to the floor. Chris shouted in pain as his sore ass made connection with the floor and he felt tears prick his eyes again, which he was determined not to show.

Wyatt reached into the bedside drawer and pulled out something leather and metal and Chris cocked his head at it fearfully. What was this? Some new torture device? However, when Wyatt opened it out, Chris realized that it was a cock ring. Well, if it stopped him cumming all over Wyatt and getting a bigger punishment, Chris would welcome it.

The brunette looked to the ground, waiting for Wyatt�s rough hand to force it onto his erection. When no contact came Chris looked up to see Wyatt writhing in what looked like considerable pain as he tightened the device as much as it would go around his large member.

The blond tested it by jerking off as hard and fast as he could. Orgasm came quickly for he had nearly come twice already today. He threw his head back but the pleasure was soon masked by pain as his straining cock and balls tried to unleash their load but were restrained from doing so.

Wyatt gritted his teeth. �How about now?� He wanted Chris to say yes. This cock ring was going to drive him wild. Having Chris and not being able to cum in him was going to send him over the edge � turn him more animal than he already was. But this ring was what was stopping Wyatt from cumming and ending Chris�s punishment. With any old whore he could normally ride it out for twice as long as this, but Chris was something special. Something he could barely resist cumming if he only looked at him, let alone fucking him hard and fast. But the thing hurt so damn much�

Chris shook his head. At least Wyatt was in pain now. Maybe his brother would know how it felt.

�Fine,� Wyatt said dangerously. �But this thing means I can go on for hours and hours. Do you really want me fucking you this hard for that long?�

Chris said nothing and looked back to the floor. Wyatt would tire. And then he would take the ring off and cum hard and with enough pleasure to maybe even pass out. Saving up his loads like that did this to him. Although he�d never done it forcibly with a cock ring before. Before, he had stopped and started fucking Chris using only self control.

But that was when Wyatt used lube and was gentle and Chris could actually feel himself be completed by having the blond�s thick cock buried deep inside him.

�On the bed,� Wyatt snapped, hauling Chris up by the arm. His cock brushed against the brunette�s hole and it gave another jolt, which he ignored. He swept the pillows to the floor and leant up against the headboard. �Sit.�

Chris looked to the door. He could maybe make a run for it. Try that again.

Yeah, because that worked out so well last time.

�I SAID SIT!� Wyatt yelled, and the dresser exploded.

Chris would have to find another way out. He crawled over the bed towards Wyatt and turned his back to him, using his arms to lever himself up and then sink gently onto his brother�s cock.

This position made it impossible for Wyatt to miss Chris�s spot and Chris�s eyes shot open and he groaned with pleasure, clenching and tightening around Wyatt to reward him for this new sensation. The brunette gasped, his eyes going unfocussed and tried to get more of Wyatt�s cock inside him. But the ring made nearly an inch inaccessible to him. He tried anyway, squirming about on Wyatt�s dick and allowing waves of pleasure to wash over him. Wyatt made a small upwards movement with his hips and Chris yelled out loud enough to startle a tropical bird on the terrace outside.

Chris squeezed as tight as he could and leant backwards, rolling Wyatt�s nipple between his finger and thumb until it was erect. Chris kept playing with it, alternately rubbing it and clenching around Wyatt�s cock.

Wyatt threw his head back and let out a moan louder than Chris�s. He vaguely remembered that this was a punishment and Chris was not meant to be wriggling with this much pleasure, but the sensations his brother was causing were all too much�

Chris suddenly spun around on his brother�s cock, causing more delicious vibrations inside of him and bent to lick Wyatt�s nipple. He swirled his tongue around the erect flesh and then flicked the tip of his tongue over it gently, causing Wyatt to thrust up into him again.

Chris nearly saw stars at how good this felt. They needed to try this more often, he thought, squeezing tightly around Wyatt in thanks. He clenched in a pattern that made Wyatt throw his head back to rest the back of it on the headboard and groan loud enough for it to be felt through Chris�s tongue, which was still worshipping his brother�s nipple.

Wyatt put his hands firmly on both of Chris�s ass cheeks and lifted the brunette up into the air until only the head of his cock was in his brother. Chris tried to get back onto it, tried to get it back to his spot but then Wyatt dropped him, plowing back into Chris�s tight hole.

Chris yelled out with the sheer volume of bliss this gave him and his eyes rolled back into his head as he played absently with Wyatt nipples, moving up and down on his brother and clenching all the time.

Wyatt was glad Chris had lost some wait. It made it easier to lift him, to carry him and manipulate him when they were doing things like this. He lifted Chris up again and dropped him, his brother�s hole enveloping his swollen cock once more.

This felt so good. So right� And to have Chris moaning and sucking his nipples was starting to send him a little nuts. He thrust up into Chris, hard, but all his brother did was gasp and increase the amount of pressure on his nipple.

Wyatt didn�t know if he could hold out much longer. He swallowed hard, his balls tingling. Yes. He was going to cum.

He pushed as deep into Chris as he could get and was just about to orgasm when sharp pains spread through his dick and balls.

�Shit!� The blond yelled, suddenly remembering the cock ring. This hurt. A lot. But it wasn�t meant to hurt this much. The pain faded pretty quickly and Wyatt realized that Chris had been having fun. Dammit. He�d been trying to punish the brat.

He shoved Chris off of him and the bed, and the whelp landed hard on the floor, looking up at Wyatt with green puppydog eyes as Wyatt pounded the mattress with his fist in frustration.

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