Unfiltered Concentration

Chapter One: "Mr. Huggles"

A/N: Welcome! I will post as early as I can! No official cast, just pictures of the characters. Enjoy! :) Picture above is Seth! 

My hands... they felt disturbed and weird, where am I? Should I open my eyes... but weren't they already open? I sensed this cloth, or rag, folded on my eyes. Unbound, my hands retracted the dishrag prison. I surveyed my room, nothing touched. My Linkin Park posters covered the walls still, but... my door was open. I always lock the door. Out of curiosity, I peer out of my door in my youngest brother's room to see him, in his deathly black dress shorts and a tank top, on his stool with his frozen eyes staring me down. His hair sat upon his head as a tortured servant with an endless black cloak. He jumps up from his stool, meandering towards me. I tried to shut the door, but he used his arms as wooden beams to stop me.

I push harder, but he abruptly spreads his arms, crashing the door open to pounce on me.

"Hey, Sky... how's big brother doing?" He smiled, I tried to yell, but he gags me with a swift knee to my crotch. "Oh Sky, don't you love me," I feel his fingers on my waistband. Connecting with my jogging shorts, slowly pulling them back.

I whispered, "Seth no... please don't do this."

"This is what you get for ruining my relationship with my girlfriend." My legs shivered as cool air swirled into my inner thighs and my crotch, I widened my eyes as he grabs my crotch in a tight squeeze. Shutting the door in the process, but allowing me a few scoots to my Taser.

The hoarseness in my voice elevates massively, 'Seth... please stop." I squirm to get away, letting painful moans out of my mouth. Getting slowly closer... I stared at Seth when he pushed me down with his open arm, tightening the squeeze.

"Hold on dear brother," he let go, "good boy..." I heard ruffling of cloth. He couldn't!

"Seth no! Please God no!" I heard his pants land on my desk. I chill further when I felt his arms bend on my chest.

"Don't worry Sky...this will feel good."

My mouth was cuffed shut, I waited and waited until I felt him inside of me. I puked right on top of his head; he gritted, amplifying the intensity. Back and forth, back and forth, his cock traversed me, I started to cry. Tears rolling down my face with each passing moment. He started to feel comfortable, thrusting further within me. I felt stupid and worthless. Then I felt a clumpy warm liquid inside of me, I laid back with every muscle in my body dying.

I whispered, "How does it feel to rape your older brother Seth? Did you like it?"

He clamps around my neck, "You're an idiot to convince me that this wasn't worth it. I loved every second of it. But I'm not done yet, dear brother."

Letting go, I drop to my carpet, panting heavily, "What...do...you...want...now...isn't...this enough?" He laughed, "You have no shame, unlike Cloud. I didn't do anything to you! All I did was love you... and now I should have known."

Seth really fails at paying attention sometimes; at first, Seth stood still. He yammered something I couldn't decipher, the muscles in his legs tensed and relaxed constantly. I tip-toed over to my Taser, strapping it onto my left triceps silently. Seth looks back with a neutral face; he sighed, twisting himself to the ground.

I puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"You win, do what you want. I know how this works, you've tased me before." His voice mellowed.

I'll take his submission. After waiting a moment, I stab him with my Taser, directly to the crotch. He imminently hulks up in pain, but we both know my room's soundproof. So he doesn't bother screaming while he seizures on my carpet. I laugh until he stops, clinching his crotch within a curled ball. Moaning, he diverts his gaze to the left as I straddle him.