The air was hot, stuffy, and almost to the point of unbearable. The only sound that filled the hot, dark room was the soft, slurred laughs coming from behind the closed door.
Despite that, little Rumble clenched his cover tightly, trying to drown out the laughter. It was times like that, that made him wished he lived with his parents back in Cloudsdale. The day his bigger brother Thunderlane moved out of the house for Ponyville, Rumble regretted ever moving in with him. As the slurred speech continued to play on, Rumble simply tried to shut it out by going over school reports in his head. Though the young colt was tired, he knew sleep wouldn’t come that night.
The sound of the slurred laughter died down and signaled the end of it once he heard the front door open for a few seconds before closing. His little heart began to race quickly as he heard the clopping on hooves stumbling up the floors. The feeling only intensified as the clopping got louder, signaling his brother was approaching his room.
Over the last few weeks, Thunderlane started to pay his little brother a nightly visit that never ended in a good way. Rumble never understood his brothers actions and he was always told he did it out of love for him. Yet the small colt felt only hurt and confusion from the actions to come.
Looking at the bottom of the door Rumble could see the shadow of his brother standing before it. His body tensed up and his mind went into a frenzy.
“You still awake little bro?” Thunderlane slurred as he slowly pushed open the door and peered inside.
Rumble looked at his brother and saw the hallway light shining over his dark fur, giving him an almost scary glow. For a brief second Thunderlane smiled at his sibling and close the door behind him, shrouding the room in darkness once again.
“H-Hi Big brother…”Rumble stammered out as his eyes darted around the room to lock onto the older pony.
After the first week Rumble started to try and act like he was already sleeping, but the ruse never fooled Thunderlane at all. Thunderlane always knew when he was acting and would nuzzle his cheek until he woke back up.
“Ahh, you’re not faking it tonight…That makes me happy…”
His breathing was fast, and heavy and his voice was very calm despite what he was about to do.
Before Rumble could speak up, he heard the sound of cloppy hooves making their way to his bed. Rumble wanted to protest against his brothers wishes but the sudden feeling of something in his throat stopped him, not like it mattered regardless. As the large stallion climbed onto his bed, Rumble turned away and felt the covers being lifted up so he could get under the covers
“I want to go to bed.” He said sharply in an effort to change his brothers mind.
“Then how will you know I love you?” Thunderlane replied as he brought his foreleg around his mid section and hugged him.
Rumble had grown keen to hearing those words. Every time he would try to object to his desires, he would always bring up the *love* factor. While back at home, his parents greatly neglected him and only then did his brother offer him any respite from their coldness. Now that familiar coldness returned but in a way that was worse than back home.
Rumble was about to reply and then he felt something slick poking at his legs under the sheets. Thunderlane hugged his brother more tightly as he heard his sibling give off a small whimper. While Thunderlanes was hot and sweaty, Rumble felt nothing but coldness radiating off of his being.
“I…I don’t want to tonight…” Rumble whimpered.
Pleading would do him no good as he felt the same nuzzling greeting the back of his ear and he could smell his dank breath. His breath reeked of hard cider and the scent of old cigars, along with something foul that caused Rumbles stomach to twist into knots. He was starting to wonder why his brother never gave him the night alone and even had to deal with it on school nights as well.
“Don’t be like that.”
“B-but I…”
“Shh.”
Rumble wasn’t going to win this fight and knew that nothing good would come of it if he fought back. He tried to once and ended up with a black eye. Convincing the school teacher and his friends that he got into a fight with another colt was the only thing he could come up with the next day. He could tell Ms. Cheerilee what his brother did to him at night but it would only end up with Rumble back in Cloudsdale with his neglecting parents and a ton of school bullies. Rumble loved Ponyville because its school was small but lacked the mean spirited group of kids, other than 2 girls who poked fun at 3 other girls. Even with what his brother did to him, he rather live with him then be back in the clouds.
“Come on little buddy, roll on your stomach for me.” Thunderlane asked calmly of him as of him.
Rumble hesitated, but as he felt his elders glare almost stare a void into him, he obeyed. Thunderlane hurried him up like he was going against time and smiled when his brother was on his gut. Pulling himself up, he reached around for the side table to grab a small bottle of lube so his brother won’t cry as much. With a twist of his hooves, the cap came off and the sloppy liquid poured onto his erection. Closing the bottle and putting in back on the table, he stroked his erection so no points were dry.
Rumble shivered as he waited for his brother to stand over his body. The knowledge of it came when he felt a hoof rub his shoulder to know he was getting ready to mount him. His hoof was gentle but showed no room for any sympathy or remorse in his actions.
“I do this because I love you Rumble. Don’t you ever let anyone else tell you otherwise…”
There was the familiar of poking of his erection against his body. He could feel the large member poking against his underdeveloped sack. Rumble shut his eyes and went back to thinking about school assignments in his head to block it out.
Just to make sure the entrance was well lubed, Thunderlane stoked his erection for a few seconds to get a bit of the lube on his hoof and then move it to his brothers small hole. Rumble let a whimper escape his throat and just tried to block it out by making the voice in his head louder.
“Fly. Fall. Release. Fly. Fall. Release.” Were the words that went through his skull.
The chat stopped for a moment when he felt the warm breath of his brother breathing against his neck, which was followed by a gentle kiss. That only made Rumble grab his pillow so he could bury his face into it. If there was lighting in the room, Thunderlane would have left a shred of remorse seeing that. Though he couldn’t see it, he felt it in the young foals body fidgeting. Ignoring it, he lined up his erection for his target.
“You ready? It’s going in.”
Even though he heard it, Rumble could never get ready for it. It was always so sudden, and so hurtful. He hated the feeling of his butt stretching open so its familiar intruder found its way back inside of him. He wanted to say no, but he would only delay it further. They only answer he gave was the shivering of his young body.
Thunderlane frowned and decided to try and relax him by ruffling his short mane saying “It’s alright sport.” That failed in calming him down and Thunderlane opted for a different way to relax him. Bringing him front right leg up, he hugged Rumble around the neck calling him the best little brother a colt could have. Nothing worked to calm the small foal down which made Thunderlane a bit more annoyed.
“You going to be okay Rumble?” He said in an almost soulless tone, void of any feeling at all.
“I-I’m okay.” Rumble squeaked out, with mixed emotions in his voice.
“Remember I love you little bro.”
“I know.”
“You love me as well right?”
“I do.” Rumble replied after a brief pause.
Knowing his sibling was still in love with him, Thunderlane slowly pushed his erection into him. Rumble tensed up and knew it was starting for him.
“Ow ow ow…” Rumble cried as his breaths became short and a bit more erratic.
Thunderlane ignored him and started to draw out his erection just so he could edge it more inside of him. It didn’t take him long considering his brothers smaller size. Thunderlane was lucky to be able to get just over half of it inside of him. Knowing he was almost to his limit, Thunderlane pulled out slightly and with a sharp jerk, his pushed it to the breaking point of the foal.
“OWW!”
“Shh. It’s ok don’t fidget and it won’t hurt.”
“Owwwww...”
“It’s your fault for fidgeting so much.”
Thunderlane started to rock his body into a slow motion, making the child sized bed start to squeak with every small thrust he made.
“Just bite the pillow and it will hurt less.”
Rumble obeyed and bit the salty fabric of the pillow casing. His motion was short, steady but he moved his body like a colt who drank hard cider for the first time. It didn’t help him that he was slightly buzzed, but it was also that that he seemed to care less about his actions. The bed rocked and creaked loudly. If there was any other ponies in the house they would surely hear it echoing throughout the empty house. With every creak of the bed, Rumble bit down on the pillow more and more until it felt like his teeth were going to break.
“You’re hurting me.”
The bed creaked as Thunderlane gave off a rather annoyed thrust into him. The bed felt like it just move a few millimetres on the floor from it, and it gave Rumble a very sharp pain in his backside.
“Don’t be so rough!”
His words seemed to hit his brother this time and Thunderlane stopped for a second.
“I’m sorry.”
Those words did nothing to make Rumble feel any better; in fact they only seemed to make his poop chute hurt even more as the twitching erection wouldn’t exit it.
“Hey, I said I’m sorry.” his brother whispered back, and shifted his hips to try and make it a bit more comfortable for him.
Rumble just bit down on his pillow harder. The already large erection seemed to be swelling up even more inside of his tight backside. While he said he was sorry, Rumble knew it was half lies. The way his brothers body jerked around over his showed he only cared for his own selfish needs. Rumble hated his actions but knew nothing good would come out if he said it to him.
Thunderlane just resumed his actions, a bit slower this time so his brother wouldn’t whine as much. Wanting to show his brother he was sorry, he nuzzled his neck. It once again did nothing. Thunderlane just let out a contented sigh as he move his body upward a deep just to get a few extra centimetres into his brother’s perfectly lubes ass. With a quick shuffle of his back legs, he managed to barely rest them against his siblings weak ones. Rumble had a hard time keep his legs up considering his brother was almost to the point of push him down to the bed. His little legs shook like a foal who needed to use the bathroom badly.
Rumble let off a small whimper that showed he felt like crying but it stopped once he felt a familiar sensation. It registered to Rumble that his brother was once again attempting to calm him down by kissing his neck over and over. It calmed him down a bit but it only confused the foal even more. A big brother shouldn’t love his sibling like this. It was wrong for two males of varying ages to be interacting like they were. Rumble recalled the term *Colt cuddling* which he heard about in school from the 2 filly bullies. The kisses showed some sort of affection but the affection itself seemed forced.
“Rumble, you know I love you right?”
Again he tried to reassure him and Rumble said nothing. Going back to the same position, Rumble just cried silent tears into his pillow. His butt felt sore along with the rest of his body and knew he would get barely any sleep from the pain even long after it was over.
“Please stop kissing me.”
Thunderlane was surprised to hear his words but decided to listen to him. He knew he was making his brother uncomfortable but he was too far into it to stop. Thunderlane needed a different approached and slowly pulled his erection back a bit so his face could be level with his brothers small wings.
“W-what are you doing?”
Thunderlane answered back by bringing his velvety tongue across his left wing, sending a wave of shock throughout his body. It was different to be sure and Rumble felt a mix of confusion and…pleasure? It couldn’t have been pleasure considering his young age, but there was no way to describe it otherwise.
“Remember when mom used to preen you wings?”
Not giving the foal a chance to respond took another lick a bit slower than the first.
“You always giggled like a filly when she did.”
“T-there ah! Ticklish!”
“I know you like this…”
While continuing to nibble and let his tongue dance around the brittle bone, Thunderlane slowly started to resume a small yet gentle rocking motion with his hips. Even if the rutting in his butt hurt, the attention his wing was getting off set it slightly.
“Told you I love you.” He stated switching to the next wing.
Little Rumbles wings trembled and ached very terribly and he could feel the blood pumping into them. Though he was young he knew about how pegasi had sensitive wings and how they acted as a way from Pegasus to get off without any real intimate relationships.
“I-it still isn’t right…” Rumble peeped out trying to deal with the weird feeling growing in his stomach.
“But you like it don’t you?”
Rumble couldn’t deny it, the feeling of his wings being treated almost made him forget about the whole ordeal. That was, until he remembered who was doing it in the first place.
“Mmmhmm? I’m waiting for an answer.” Thunderlane teased at him wanting to hear his little brother start to enjoy it.
“I-I don’t know…” He stammered out still not able to find the right words for it.
Thunderlane chuckled quietly and thought he was helping his brother hit puberty quicker that way. Of course with the nightly activities he has been doing with him, he’s surprised his balls haven’t drop yet. Secretly he looked forward to when see his brothers little erection and his face red as an apple one day. He wished it would hurry up and come to him soon considering the nightly activities would get more fun and hopefully more playful. Sure it was wrong to play with his brother like he was but in a way he was warming him up for when it happened. Little brothers can say no but they always change their minds when a little punch to the face or a loud belittlement.
Realizing his sex drive was at a stand still, he stopped giving his wings attention and moved his erection back deep inside of him. This time it managed to go a bit further than usual and he almost had him fully in. A few more months of that until he was big enough to take it all in.
Noticing his wing treatment had stopped; Rumble started to catch his breath but had a hard timedoing it with the steady pounding he was taking in his ass. The pounding started to grow a bit and became more for Thunderlane and less about Rumble. He wanted to…no, he needed to get off more than anything else. What was once slow and steady thrusts became more erratic and feverish in its movements. Rumble went back into whimpering but Thunderlane ignored it and only would nuzzle one of his wings if the whining got to an unbearable level to tolerate.
He grunted in time with his thrusts while at the same time blowing hot air into his back, letting his brother know he was hitting his finishing mark. Soon the erratic thrusts turned into a proper rhythm and he started to block off any sound or distractions. Rumble just buried his head into the pillow and hated while doing his best to hide his painful cries lest his brother smack him for it. It wasn’t much longer considering the motions of his hips were rocking the bed so hard that the springs could echo throughout the street if the window was opened up. He was happy it was almost over, since his butt was starting to get numb and the salty tears beneath his eyes started to dry giving the corner of his eyes a slightly crusty feeling.
The only question was he going to leave it in, or pull it out at the last second.
Rumble never knew and it would always be either or in no pattern was so ever. Rumble always wanted him to pull out rather than fill his ass up with the sticky liquid. It was always a pain to clean out in the bath and he had to get his brother to clean it out for him.
Rumble hated baths when his brother tried to love him in one.
The grunts got louder and the squeaking bed got even worse, yet he wasn’t showing signs of pulling out. He was sure he was going to leave it in but at the very last second, Rumble felt his erection swell before he pulled it out and caked his back and rear with sticky semen. Thunderlane groaned a few times into his ear as he ejected his load onto the small body in front of him and the sheets on the side.
The worse was over but the ending always made Rumble want to cry at the end. He did his best to ignore the warm liquid running down his ass and dripping to the sheets below. His small body shivering with confused feelings and didn’t take his head of the pillow in order to look at his brother through the darkness.
After his tank was empty, Thunderlane let his body roll to the side of the bed so he could catch his breath. Considering the bed was small Thunderlane was partially sprawled out over his little brother. He took the moment to relax and catch his breath from the act. It was perfect for Thunderlane, the buzz had worn off and he could fall asleep without his head spinning in circles. Turning his eyes to his brother, he saw the outline of him still in its previous position. Reaching out for him, he grabbed onto his body and pulled him closer. As his hooves wrapped around him, Rumble let off a small squeak fearing he was still in the mood to continue. There was one night like that and the poor foal could barely walk right the next day.
Minutes passed as both brothers laid together letting only the silence keep them company until Thunderlane finally spoke up.
“Do you want me to sleep with you tonight?”
“No.” Rumble answered back sharply, not wanting anything to do with him for the rest of the night.
Thunderlane groaned, and pulled his tired body up and off the bed to walk out of the room. Once he was out of the bed, Rumble grabbed the blankets and covered his shivering body in an effort to try and forget the pain he was feeling in his butt.
Walking to the other side of the bed, Thunderlane turned around and gave his brother a quick peek on the cheek saying he would make him breakfast in the morning and take him out to fly around the skies if he wanted to. Rumble didn’t answer back and waited patiently until he started to walk out of his room.
Once the hallway lights went off and the house became totally silent, Rumble started to cry aimlessly for the pain he was feeling. It would always end like that for him. Thunderlane would leave feeling happy while his little brother wallowed in misery from the torment. Even with the abuse he took, it was still better then living with his parents. Unlike them, Thunderlane gave his little brother lots of attention and lots of love.
Rumble just wished he could get less love from him.