I’ll Stop Bullying Your Brother, If You Become My Blowjob Slave, Part 1 | Blackmail, Blowjob, Teen, Gloryhole, Forced, Incest.

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Scarlett dropped her book when she heard the front door open and then slam shut. She was half away through a chapter and it was just getting good, she folded the corner of the page and placed it on the bedside table. She left her room and looked out into the hallway.

Her brother, Henry, was standing in the doorway breathing heavily and red in the face.

‘Henry… you okay.’ Scarlett asked stepping out into the hallway. The wall was adorned with pictures of her and Henry as children, playing together and smiling.

‘Yeah. I’m fine.’ He snapped, making sure not to turn his head. Scarlett moved closer, hesitantly. ‘Go away. I said I’m fine.’ His voice broke, he was upset.

‘Henry, what’s wrong? You can talk to me.’ She placed her hand on his shoulder and he turned to face her. His nose was bleeding, and his right eye was swollen and blue. There was a nasty gash on his forehead, dripping blood down his face. She could tell he was holding back tears, trying to pretend it’s wasn’t that bad. ‘Jesus, Henry… what happened?’ She stepped closer and examined him.

‘It’s nothing.’

‘It sure as hell doesn’t look like nothing.’

‘I’m fine…’ He started to cry.

She pulled him closer and hugged him. ‘It’s okay. It’s okay. Let’s go get you sorted out. You’re bleeding over the carpet and Mom will kill us if she sees.’ She smiled and led him to the bathroom where she sat him on the toilet.

She opened a cabinet and grabbed a box of plasters and a bottle of disinfectant. She poured some of the pale liquid onto a cloth and pressed it against his wounds.

‘Ouch, that stings.’ He said, blowing his nose.’

‘I know. Just don’t want it to get infected do we?’ She smiled at him. Her smile was perfect. Her face was perfect. She was perfect. Her brown hair was shoulder-length, though she had it tied in a ponytail, and she was wearing no make-up, but her skin was tanned and soft. ‘So…’ She sat the bottle on the sink and knelt next to him. ‘Who was it?’

‘It doesn’t matter.’

‘It does.’ She placed a plaster on the cut. ‘Was it Logan Peterson again?’

Henry didn’t reply.

‘It was, wasn’t it? Jesus, Henry. What happened?’

Henry sighed and said, ‘He jumped me in the hallway outside Mr Knight’s classroom. Hit me in the back of the head and stole my bag. Mr Knight came out, thought we were fighting and gave us both detention.’

‘Asshole.’ Now she knew why he was back so late and why they hadn’t walked home together like they usually did. ‘Then what happened?’

‘Well detention ended and we both left.’ He winced as she pressed the plaster down. ‘He jumped me again outside school. Said it was my fault that he got detention and that he missed some big baseball game. Then he just started beating on me. Calling me a fag, calling us poor. Was horrible to you…’

‘Wait.’ Scarlett looked down at him. ‘What did he say about me?’

‘You don’t wanna know.’

‘I *really* do.’

Henry exhaled. ‘He called you a slut. A dirty slut that blows the teacher to get As.’

‘What a dick. Guys will come up with any reason to why a girl’s getting good grades, except for that they could just be working hard and studying.’ A few moments of silence passed. Scarlett cared for her brother’s face. He looked like her, more masculine obviously. But same brown hair and blue eyes. ‘Logan’s been beating you up for nearly two years. You need to tell someone.’

‘Who? Mom and Dad? What’ll they do? Logan’s uncle is the fucking principal. He’s next to untouchable. That’s why he gets away with all this shit. Y’know, they caught up smoking dope in the locker room once. Anyone else, anyone else and they would have been expelled. Not Logan though. His stupid uncle lets him off.’

Scarlett thought for a minute. ‘I could speak to him. He’s in my history class.’

‘No offence, Scarlett. But, you’re not exactly that intimidating.’

‘What do you mean?’ She laughed softly, ‘I can be scary when I want to.’

‘Yeah right.’

They both laughed and Scarlett put the plasters and disinfectant back in the cabinet. Henry got up and left the bathroom, Scarlett followed him.

‘I wasn’t joking. By the way.’ She said, ‘I could speak to Logan for you.’

Henry opened his bedroom door. ‘No. Don’t. I can’t have my sister fighting my battles for me. It’d just make things worse.’

‘You sure? I could beat him up for you.’

They both laughed again, and Henry said, ‘No. It’s fine. I’m just gonna go get some sleep. I’ll be fine in the morning.’

‘Okay, see you tomorrow.’ Scarlett went to her own bedroom then turned and said, ‘Love you, bro.’

Henry turned, ‘Love you too.’ He shut his door.

Scarlett shut her door and jumped on the bed. She picked up her book and started reading again where she had left off. After a few minutes, she put it back down. She couldn’t focus on the fantasy story she was reading. She was too busy worrying about real life. About Henry and his busted-up face, about Logan doing it again. She turned the light off and lay on her side. She’d always hated Logan. He was loud and obnoxious, a stereotypical jock asshole. He was the school bully, but this time he’d gone too far. As Scarlett fell asleep, she decided that she was going to speak to him tomorrow.

History was the last lesson on Friday. Scarlett sat at the front, trying her best to listen to Mrs Holland lecture about the Pacific theatre and the Battle of Iwo Jima, but she struggled. Logan was sat at the back of the classroom, playing on his phone and flirting with Susan Walsh, a tall blonde bimbo that hung on to every piece of bullshit that spewed from Logan’s mouth.

The bell rang and everyone grabbed their bags and stood up, then quickly made their way from the classroom. Scarlett stood up and blocked Logan. Mrs Holland left the classroom, leaving Logan and Scarlett alone.

‘Hey, Logan, can I speak to you?’

He smirked. ‘What?’

‘I just want a quick word. It won’t take long.’

He exhaled, ‘What is it? I want to go home.’

‘I.. err…’ Scarlett was suddenly nervous. Logan was six-foot-four and dwarfed her tiny frame. He was a football quarterback and built like a tank. ‘I was…’ She refocused and regained her composure. ‘I want you to leave my brother alone. He came home last time bleeding. You’re lucky we didn’t go to the principal.’

He smirked, ‘The principal. You mean my uncle?’

‘Uncle or not, he won’t allow you to beat the shit out of another kid.’

He stepped closer, ‘You *really* don’t know my uncle. I could kill your brother and walk around the school covered in blood and I still wouldn’t get expelled.’

Scarlett went cold. She believed him. ‘Please. Just leave him alone. Bully someone else.’

‘Someone else? Henry should stop being a little bitch if he wants me to stop. Hiding behind his whore sister, what a little fag.’

Scarlett held in anger and said. ‘Come on. Just leave him alone. Stop being a dick.’

Logan looked her over, examined her body. She was petite, but with just enough curves. She was wearing a t-shirt with a picture of a famous video game on the front, and a small mini skirt over black thigh-high socks.

Logan said, ‘The thing is: I get enjoyment from messing with your brother. If I stopped fucking him up, I’d be losing my enjoyment.’ He leant closer, ‘So, Scarlett. What can you give me that’ll make up for my lack of enjoyment?’

‘What?’ Said Scarlett, confused.

He put his hand to his head, and laughed, ‘Are you that fucking dumb?’

Scarlett didn’t reply.

‘I’m talking about you blowing me. Not just once either. I want you to become my cocksucking slave. You’ll blow me and whenever and wherever. In the morning. In the night. After school, during school. The weekend. And you’ll let me cum wherever I want as well.’

Scarlett recoiled. ‘I knew you were a dick. Didn’t know you were a creep as well.’ She swung her backpack over her shoulder and walked away. She went to open the door.

He said. ‘It’s a good deal. You don’t have to accept. I won’t force you or anything. It’s just if you don’t accept… I’ll make Henry’s life a living hell.’

Scarlett stopped. ‘You’re disgusting.’

He laughed, ‘Yeah. Maybe I am. But all I’m asking for is the occasional blowjob. It’s not like I wanna fuck you or anything.’

Scarlett thought of Henry. His bruised and beaten face. Thought of Logan standing over him, kicking and punching him. Blood staining the floor. What if one day Logan went too far? Seriously injuring Henry… or worse.

Scarlett turned back to Logan. ‘Fine.’ She forced the word out through clenched teeth.

He clapped his hands together and laughed. ‘Good. Say it. Say what you’re gonna do.’

‘What…?’

‘Say it.’

Scarlett looked away. ‘I’ll suck your cock.’

‘And…’

‘Wherever. Whenever.’

He smiled. ‘And…’

‘And, you can cum wherever you like.’

‘Good girl.’ Logan smirked and walked past her. ‘I’ll be in touch.’ Logan left Scarlett alone in the classroom. She stood silent and still, like a statue, not believing what she had just said. She stood there for a while.

Logan didn’t message her that Friday. Or on Saturday. She spent the first day of the weekend studying in her bedroom. She had papers strewn across her bed, her laptop humming slightly on her knees. Henry was on the floor next to her, also working. Scarlett let him work in her room sometimes, she knew he struggled with Maths and History, so she liked to give him a helping hand.

He sighed, ‘What’s the fucking point of Algebra? When am I ever gonna have to use this?

She looked over the bed, ‘Never, probably. But it will come up in the exam, and if you fail you’ll get bad grades. And, if you get bad grades you’ll end up flipping burgers for the rest of your life.’

‘How do you do it? Why are you so smart?’

‘I’m not smart.’ She said. ‘Different people just take to different things. I’m crap at music, while you’re great. You’re good at sports too, which I’m shit at.’

Henry laughed, ‘You’re just trying to make me feel good.’

‘No, seriously. Have you ever seen me try to play soccer? It’s embarrassing.’ She twisted herself off the bed and lay down next to him, their torso’s touching slightly. ‘Here, let me help you.’ She shifted his laptop towards her.

‘Hey, wait…’

‘Oh, shut up,’ She said, ‘I’m not gonna look at your search history or anything.’ She giggled and started looking over his work.

‘I…’

She laughed again. ‘Don’t pretend you don’t watch porn. Everyone watches porn.’

Henry looked confused, then laughed as well.

Scarlett looked at the screen and smiled, forgetting about Logan for a while.

When she woke on Sunday she thought that maybe Logan was just joking with her. A cruel joke to tell his asshole friends. So he could boast about how Scarlett the quiet nerd from history had agreed to suck his dick.

In the evening Scarlett and Henry played Mario Kart together. Scarlett forgot all about Logan and enjoyed beating her brother at the game.

‘Blue shell?’ Henry said, ‘Come on…’

‘And now I’m first.’ Scarlet laughed as she won the game.

‘I hate this game.’ Henry smiled, his face had healed slightly.

‘Only ‘cos you’re bad.’ Scarlett jokingly punched him in the ribs. ‘C’mon how about a rematch.’

Her phone buzzed in her pocket.

It felt like her stomach dropped through the couch and the house. She reached for it and checked the message.

*Wallmart Carpark. 9 pm. Red Ford Mustang.*

Scarlett tried to hide her fear. She didn’t know the number, but knew it was him. How did he get her number? She closed the phone. Looked at Henry.

He said, ‘Who you wanna play as? I dibs Bowser.’

‘Er… I’m sorry. I’ve gotta go out.’

He turned, puzzled. ‘Go out? Where?’

‘Tracey is having trouble studying for this English exam. Asked if I can go help.’ Scarlett was fast with her lie.

‘Okay. Nerd. See you later.’ He laughed.

Scarlett forced a laugh and stood up. She got her coat and said goodbye to her Mom and then left.

The Wallmart was a short bus ride away. She looked out the window at the passing houses and shops. It was getting late and the streets were quite empty, but she still feared that she’d see someone from school.

The bus stopped right next to the Wallmart. She stepped out into the cool spring night. Her heart was pounding and her mind was racing. In the distance, she saw the car. An expensive-looking Ford Mustang. Logan’s dad was rich and gave Logan whatever he desired. Cars, clothes, electronics. Anything new with a big price tag, Logan owned.

Scarlett walked over to the car slowly. The windows were tinted dark, she couldn’t see inside. As she approached she worried it was the wrong car or a big prank and Logan was secretly filming her. She knocked on the passenger side window and heard a metallic click as the door unlocked. She opened it.

Logan was sat in the driver’s seat, wearing a leather jacket. ‘Thought you were gonna chicken out.’

‘Shut up.’ Scarlett got in the car.

‘Isn’t this romantic.’ He looked her other. ‘You could’ve worn something sexier.’

‘Fuck you.’

‘I’m just saying. If I saw a little skin… I’d probably cum faster.’

‘Fuck you.’ She snapped. ‘Let’s just get this over with.’

Logan smiled and reclined his seat. He undid his belt and pulled down the zipper on his jeans. ‘Go on then.’ He put his hands behind his head.

Scarlett sat a moment. This was quite new to her. She didn’t exactly have the most experience with boys. Everything she knew about blowjobs came from the porn videos she watched when she got the house to herself. She leant over and placed her hand on his crotch. She could feel his cock through his jeans. It felt big and wasn’t even that hard yet. She squeezed it softly.

Logan sat up and pushed his jeans down. He then pulled down his boxers and his cock flipped out. It was getting hard and Scarlett didn’t know how she was going to wrap her small mouth around it. She placed a shaking hand on the shaft and started to stroke up and down. It stiffened in her hand and groaned slightly.

‘You’re my cocksucker slave. Not my handjob slave. Suck me off.’ He said, placing a hand on the back of her head and pushing her down. His dick poked her in the face and she felt the sticky pre-cum on her cheek. ‘Come on.’

Reluctantly, Scarlett parted her lips and let her brother’s bully’s cock slide into her warm mouth. Logan gave out a moan and exhaled, put his hands back behind his head. He was hard and more pre-cum leaked out, salty on her taste buds. She let her saliva seep out around his cock, not knowing what to do next.

‘Suck me.’ He snapped. Scarlett closed her eyes and tightened her mouth around the big dick, then started moving up and down, with every movement taking him deeper. When he hit the back of her throat, her gag reflex activated and she coughed and sat up.

‘C’mon. I don’t have all night.’

‘I’m… sorry.’ Scarlett wiped her mouth and moved back down, Logan pressed his hand on her head pushed her down. He moved her hair out of her face and held it above her. Then he started thrusting up in his seat, his cock punching the back of her throat. She started to gag again and tried to move away but he held in place.

‘Use your tongue.’ He said, his breathing heavy.

Scarlett started to swirl her tongue around his shaft and head, gently massaging the tip. She placed her hand on his balls and gently squeezed and tickled him. She’d seen it porn and had heard this is what guys liked. She wanted him to finish soon.

‘Damn.’ He groaned, ‘You a real slut.’

Scarlett tried to say something, call him a dick or a disgusting bastard, but the sound came out a garbled mess around his throbbing dick.

‘Shh.’ He said. ‘Don’t speak. Just focus on sucking my cock. I’m getting close now…’

Scarlett felt him pulsate and twitch in her mouth, and he growled in pleasure. He held her head and exploded deep in her throat. A massive stream of his white seed filling her mouth up, going down her throat and leaking out around her mouth. He held her for a few seconds, she couldn’t breathe and wanted to throw up, his sour cum making her stomach turn.

He let her go and she quickly opened the car door and coughed and spat out the large load onto the concrete. She heaved and sucked in air. Logan did up his trousers.

‘That’s was fun.’ He said, ‘Get out.’

She turned, her face sticky and red, ‘What…? Could you not give me a ride?’

‘No. Get out.’

Scarlett stepped out of the car into the night.

‘See you soon.’ Logan laughed and shut the door. The car’s loud engine started and he sped away. Scarlett stood in the Wallmart carpark, feeling empty and lost. Her mouth was stained with his cum. Stained with the seed of the guy who had beaten up her brother. She wiped her mouth again and started home. She kept telling herself that she was doing it for her Henry. She was being a good sister. She felt repulsed at what she had just done, but it was for a good reason. She kept repeating this to herself, even as she cried on the way home.

The next day, Monday, Scarlett and Henry walked into school together. She was tired from last night, and could still taste him in her throat.

‘See you after school.’ Henry said, smiling. He went down a busy corridor to a different classroom.

‘Yeah, see you, bro.’ Scarlett said. She watched him disappear into the crowd. He looked happy. The last two years had been bad. Logan’s bullying had nearly sent Henry over the edge. If it weren’t for Scarlett’s love and support, he would have killed himself by now.

Scarlett went to her classroom. It was Maths. She got through it okay, the difficult questions helping her forget about Logan, forget about the deal she had made. The bell rang and the class stood up, rushing to leave. Scarlett picked her bag up and felt her phone buzz. She exhaled, fear gripping her, and read the message.

*Boys changing room. Now.*

Scarlett couldn’t believe it. She had blown him last night, and now he wanted another one. In school as well, where anyone could catch then. She thought of texting back, thought of cancelling the deal. Then she thought of Henry, bleeding on the sidewalk. She swore under her breath and left the classroom. She hesitantly walked through the crowd of teenagers, holding back tears.

The changing room appeared empty. Steam from the hot showers that the boy’s had just had filled the air, it was so thick she couldn’t see more than a few feet in front of her.

‘Hey.’ Logan appeared behind her, wearing just a towel, showing off his muscled physique. ‘C’mon. On your knees. We only have a few minutes before I need to me at my next lesson.’

‘What if… what if someone walks in?’ Scarlett said, holding her arm.

‘Well, you better hurry and make me cum then.’ He pulled the towel off, he was already rock hard. His cock seemed bigger than it did last night. ‘We’ve just been practising for tomorrow’s match, and I need to get off quick.

Scarlett walked closer and got her knees. The tiled floor was uncomfortable. She took his cock and started stroking. His body was glistening with water from the shower. His made it’s away into her mouth and she started sucking him, using her tongue, stroking his balls.

‘Yeah, that’s good. Yeah..’ He started caressing her shoulders, moved down, his hand touched her breasts. ‘You’ve got bigger tits than I was expecting.’

She shivered as his finger circled her nipple through her shirt. She sped up her sucking, jerking him off at the same time. He started thrusting forward into her mouth, moaning slightly. He grabbed her head and held her in place. Suddenly, he started facefucking her. His movements were violent and quick, his crotch slapping as it slammed against her face. Scarlett closed her eyes, hoping that he’d cum soon, worrying that someone would walk in and find her on her knees, her mouth being used like a fleshlight.

Her prayers were answered when Logan said, ‘I’m gonna cum.’ He thrusting became faster. ‘I’m gonna cum and I want you to swallow.’ His breathing quickened. ‘Swallow my cum, not like last night. No spitting.’

He groaned and started to cum in her mouth. He pulled out slightly and pressed his dick into her tongue. His seed filled her mouth, multiple bursts of sticky semen, each tasting worse than the last.

Logan pulled out. He knelt next to her. ‘Swallow it.’ Scarlett took a second, her mouth brimming with cum. She counted the three, then tipped her head back and gulped. The thick load slid down her throat. Coughing, she held back vomit. ‘Open your mouth.’ He said, ‘Show me.’ Scarlett opened her mouth wide, stuck her tongue out. All gone, his massive load was sitting in her stomach. ‘Good girl.’ He said. ‘Now fuck off. I need to get dressed.’

Scarlett stood up and left the changing room. She ran down the corridor, went to the girl’s bathroom. She burst into a toilet cubicle and locked the door. She vomited into the toilet and then cried.

Later, Scarlett and Henry walked home together. She was quiet and distant, still feeling Logan’s cock in her mouth, his cum in her stomach. Henry seemed happier, his face was still bruised but it was healing.

‘How was your day?’ He asked, maybe noticing something was wrong with her.

‘Fine. A bit boring.’ A moment passed, she looked at him and said, ‘How about you? Logan still giving you trouble?’

‘No. No trouble whatsoever.’ Henry said as they made their way through a park. ‘It was weird. I saw him today coming out of the boys changing room. I walked right into him and I was sure he was gonna beat me up. He didn’t though, just smiled at me and walked off.’ They got through the park and walked down the street that their house was on. ‘I dunno. Maybe he’s got bored fucking with me. Or maybe he’s found another victim.’

Scarlett forced a smile to hold back her tears. ‘Yeah. Maybe.’

The next three weeks were a living hell for Scarlett. Logan messaged her and forced her to suck him at least once a day. On some days, usually on the weekend, he’d make her suck him off sometimes up to four times a day. He’d make her swallow four loads in twenty-four hours, filling her stomach up with his cum. It got to the point where the taste of his sour cum was never left her mouth.

Once he asked her to meet at the mall, where he facefucked her in a changing room. This time he painted her face with his cum, a massive load dripping down her forehead and into her eyes, covering her. He left her crying, making her walk through the mall to a toilet, where she could clean herself up.

She was having panic attacks at school. Every time her phone buzzed and he’d send her a location and time, her heart would beat fast and she’d come down in a cold sweat. He didn’t care when she arrived shaking and panicking. He’d fuck her mouth, cum, then leave her a whimpering, broken wreck. He used her like a fleshlight. To Logan, she was worthless. A mouth to be used. A cumdumpster that was always at his beck and call.

Her grades fell. She could no longer focus in class. She’d sit staring out of the window, terrified of her phone buzzing. She argued with her Mom and Dad, her fear and anxiety being turned into anger directed at them. She did it all for Henry.

Henry was happy. He was doing better in school. He was studying more, he never came home with a bleeding face. He was no longer suicidal, he was the happiest Scarlett had ever seen him.

And, she was the lowest she’d ever been.

As the weeks turned into months, she started having thoughts. Thoughts of ending it. How easy it would be to just stand on the edge of a bridge and let herself fall. She would’ve done it, if it wasn’t for Henry. Who’d protect him from Logan if she was gone? She’d be dead in the river, and Logan would have no mouth to fuck whenever he wanted. So he’d go back to beating up Henry, and Scarlett would be gone.

Henry was the only reason she was still here.

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