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Okay, NC-17, yada yada yada. Incestual sexual relationships between two men, blah, blah, blah. Don't like don't read, etcetera, etcetera. I don't own Charmed and so on and so forth and before I die of boredom, I'll move onto the story.

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Chapter 6

Wyatt gritted his teeth, which were exposed as he curled his lip into a snarl. Chris had been playing him. Again. He kept letting this happen to him. He had been feeling so good screwing Chris that he�d forgotten that he was meant to be punishing Chris, breaking him so he could force him to drink the potion. But� he�d been enjoying fucking his brother. And who wouldn�t? Chris was so warm, so tight� But his brother had enjoyed being fucked. This wasn�t the way it was meant to be.

Chris was on the floor, brown hair partially concealing his flushed face. He was looking at the carpet, lightly tracing his fingers through the pile and avoiding locking gaze with Wyatt. Chris knew his brother would have been angry, but not at him. Wyatt would be angry at himself for failing in punishing his brother, but it would still be taken out on Chris anyway, and the brunette swallowed as his brother got up from the bed, still looking at the carpet. Chris�s hard-on was aching for attention, and as Wyatt got up he could see his brother was as hard as ever.

Wyatt slapped Chris across the face with his throbbing erection and Chris�s eyes shot up to meet Wyatt�s.

�What�s wrong?� Chris asked, trying not to stutter.

�You�re what�s wrong,� Wyatt said, pacing across the room, his pulsating, restrained cock bobbing between his legs. There had to be something he could do to force Chris to drink the potion. Something that hopefully got rid of the cuff on his cock. The leather was rubbing painfully and the blood was thrumming through it, swelling his head even more. It was weeping a little pre-cum and actually hurting. It shouldn�t be hurting. Chris was the one that should be hurting.

Chris�s eyes darted to the door. Wyatt was across the other side of the room, looking out onto the terrace. Could he make it? The brunette chewed on his bottom lip and stood up stealthily, watching Wyatt�s back all the time. He turned and broke into a run, but just as he got to the door it slammed in his face.

He skidded to a halt but still ran into it and he fell back to the floor, dazed. He put two fingers to his bottom lip and brought them back red with blood. He turned around to Wyatt, who still had his arm outstretched from using his power.

The blond strode across the room and grabbed Chris by the shoulder, slamming him back into the wall and kissing him. He sucked hard on Chris�s bleeding lip, tasting copper at the back of his throat as his tongue darted over it. He deepened the kiss further, hungry mouth devouring Chris�s even as the brunette winced from the pain.

When he finally pulled back Chris slumped to the floor, using the back of his hand to dab at his lip. More blood was flowing more freely than before and he sniffed, drawing his lip inwards and licking it to stop the crimson liquid dribbling down his chin. He realised that his mouth would probably be bruised tomorrow.

�I own you, Chris,� Wyatt said. �I own you and I say when you�re meant to be feeling good and when you�re not. Got it?�

If Chris tilted his head up and stretched his tongue, he might just about be able to reach to give Wyatt a blowjob to shut him up. That�s what normally did it. And his brother�s bulging, slightly purple cock looked like it needed all the release it could get.

The brunette started to get onto his knees but Wyatt was already thinking the same thing, grabbing him by the biceps and yanking him to his knees. Chris blinked, a little surprised.

�And if you bite it again, I swear to God I will knock every single one of your teeth out. Got it? And then, whilst you�re using a blender to turn all your food to mush, I will find your friends at this fucking movement against me, and I�ll fry them all. Hear me?�

Chris�s eyes flashed dangerously at the threat, but he knew he didn�t have a choice in the matter.

Yes.

�Yes what?�

Yes, Wyatt.

Even through telepathy, Wyatt could sense the bitterness in Chris�s voice. Oh well. His little brother would have to just get over it. He aimed his cock at Chris�s mouth and shoved it in. Remembering full well what happened when he let Chris take control he took the lead grabbing the back of Chris�s head and entwining his hand on the brunette�s soft dark hair. He forced Chris�s face forwards until he felt his dick sliding down his brother�s throat and soon he was buried to the hilt.

He rode out the waves of pleasure, ignoring Chris choking. His brother was going insane. He was trying to pull back from Wyatt by clawing at the blond�s legs and trying to breathe. Of course, the more he struggled the more air he needed and the more air his throat tried to swallow. But all he was swallowing was more and more of Wyatt�s dick.

�Drink the potion.�

My mouth is a little occupied at the moment

Wyatt pulled out and a long thread of spit slipped past Chris�s lips with his cock. �So you�ll drink it.� �No,� Chris said, his chest heaving as his lungs gulped in mouthfuls of grateful air.

Wyatt forced Chris�s mouth back over his cock, and soon Chris was gagging around the large intrusion again whilst Wyatt rode out the sparks this was giving him. �Say you�ll drink it Chris. Otherwise you�ll pass out. And that could be even more fun. For me.�

Wyatt pulled out for an answer and once again Chris started breathing hard, trying to give his screaming body the oxygen it needed.

Go jump off the bridge.

�Can�t you talk like a normal person?� Wyatt asked, throwing up his hands Chris echoing around inside his head was the ultimate distraction.

Maybe. When you start acting like a normal person.

Wyatt growled and through out his arm, dragging Chris forward to envelope his dick. He began fucking the brunette�s throat, pounding into the clenching, slick darkness as Chris made every effort to pull away from his brother and breathe.

Wyatt was doing plenty of breathing, gasping as Chris�s swallowing muscles kneading his cock and trying to force himself deeper into Chris. His hips were like a piston, thrusting in and out of Chris and finally the brunette could stand it no longer.

Chomp

Wyatt froze, remembering Chris�s teeth biting his erection and how much it had hurt. The distraction was just enough for Chris to use his empath powers to channel away Wyatt�s telekinetics and began to scramble up. But Wyatt had other ideas and shimmered them across the room.

Chris fell back to his knees a little dazed and Wyatt continued to fuck Chris�s face until he felt a tingling in his balls. He didn�t want to pull out now but he remembered the pain when he hadn�t before.

He yanked out his cock at the last minute and pushed Chris back to the floor. He wanted nothing more to get off, right now, but then he would have no way of making Chris do what he wanted.

�Drink it, Chris,� Wyatt said dangerously, glaring at his brother. The brunette looked up from the floor balefully, and then shook his head.

�I�m not going to drink it.�

Wyatt growled and flung Chris onto the bed with his power. His brother landed hard on the matress and the mattress squeaked in protest. Whilst Chris was dazed from his short flight, Wyatt snapped his fingers and summoned two pairs of handcuffs. One pair snapped around Chris�s wrist and dragged his brother�s arm to the left post of the four-poster, where it locked in place. The other dragged Chris�s other arm to the right post of the bed and locked him there.

Chris�s arms were stretched out and slightly raised, because the only bit of the post that the handcuffs would fit around was an intricately carved piece where the wood had been artfully thinned, and that point on the post was a little above Chris�s head. The brunette was slumped against the headboard, eyes cast downwards.

Chris pulled against the restraints but the bed was well-made and strong and he wasn�t going anywhere. The metal cut into his wrists and he could feel it pressing painfully on one of the bones.

�Are you going to drink it yet?�

If you tap-dance naked on the roof, I�ll think about it.

�What have I told you about speaking to me?� Wyatt yelled backhanding his brother across the face and opening the wound in his lip again.

The blow had mussed Chris�s hair and Wyatt could just see the green eyes under the brown bangs, and they looked hurt. Reproachful. Chris�s lips were turned down into a frown and the blood was dribbling freely from them, snaking down Chris�s chin. Wyatt�s dick jolted.

The blond leant forward and sucked the blood from Chris�s chin, lapping at the wound with the tip of his tongue and then trailing down to Chris�s neck. Wyatt licked over his brother�s Adam�s apple, swirling his tongue around the protruding lump and them moved his head to the side, nipping at the skin near Chris�s pulse and then sucking as hard as he could, leaving a bright red hickey on the flesh. He could feel Chris�s throat bob as the brunette swallowed hard and tilted his head a little to give Wyatt more access. The blond moved in some more, gently nipping and sucking and teasing Chris�s neck, leaving a trail of red marks down the Chris�s collarbone.

Wyatt got to his brother�s nipples and took one into his mouth, sucking on it and drawing a slight gasp from Chris. Wyatt grinned a wicked grin and attacked the bud with more vigour, licking slowly and indolently wanting to drive Chris nuts. His teeth flashed and he bit it causing Chris to wince and close his eyes in pain. Wyatt released the nipple and moved onto the other one, sucking it for all he was worth and rolling the one he had just left between his fingers. He kissed the one in his mouth and then licked at Chris�s breastbone and then down towards his brother�s bellybutton, and then down further to Chris�s cock.

Wyatt ghosted warm breaths across the flesh and Chris bucked a little towards his brother�s mouth, but the cock only met sealed lips.

�You know what you�ve got to do if you want this,� Wyatt said with a singsong voice.

Chris almost caved and nodded right there. Anything, anything to be inside his brother�s mouth, to realised the pressure, to cum�

But then he didn�t he hardened his resolved and just stared at Wyatt with cold green eyes.

�Your choice,� Wyatt grunted, releasing his cock from his restraints. It practically sang for him, it was so grateful. It was tingling all over, full of repressed cum that was just dying to explode.

He tossed the toy to the floor and shuffled up the bed, positioning himself at Chris�s entrance and sliding in. They both groaned at the same time and Chris threw his head back, his eyes lightly closed and a half smile playing across his lips for the first time.

Wyatt smirked. Chris was having a good time. That would make it even better. He began slowly drawing out and then pumping back in again, agonizingly slow enough to drive both of them nuts.

Chris was moaning still, the back of his head resting on the top of the headboard. His tongue was poked out slightly, his eyes closed.

The green orbs shot open as Wyatt grabbed his cock and began slowly teasing it and pumping it up and down, rubbing pre-cum into the head and flicking his thumb over the slit. He cupped Chris�s balls with both hands and then reached back to stroke again at the slow pace he was fucking Chris.

Chris was murmuring and squirming, trying to get Wyatt to go deeper, harder. His brother refused to comply, still pushing in and pulling out as slow as he could manage, angling himself towards Chris�s prostate with ever languid thrust. Chris was trying to get more of his brother into him by scooting forwards, but the chains prevented it. He wanted more. More of his brother inside him�

He concentrated and flooded Wyatt�s brain with his feelings. He could feel them warping the blond�s brain and he opened his eyes, smirking as Wyatt�s hips sped up in earnest, slapping against Chris�s ass as it was pounded over and over again.

Each stroke hit Chris�s prostate and the brunette�s eyes unfocussed and he started panting heavily, biting his bloody lip as he clenched a final time around Wyatt.

The blond came hard. Chris felt the jets spurting up his insides, one after the other, filling him with his brother�s seed. It was enough to start off an orgasm of his own until Wyatt grabbed his cock and twisted, causing a yelp from his younger brother.

�Not this time, Chris.�

Okay, Chapter 6. Suggestions most welcome because I will admit, I'm waaaaaaay lost... Hate it? Don't? Review please!
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