Too much

Fine, you think. You were just thinking about trying it the other day, and this actually seems perfect. It's not a school night, so no worry about tomorrow; and it's still nice and early, so you can hide out in your room all day from your parents! You've heard it only lasts like 30 minutes anyway. You'll just try a little, see if it's for you, and if not, no big deal.

"Fine," you say, opening the curtain and dropping to your knees. "I guess I'll try a..."

Before "little" can come out of your mouth, Pete's dick goes in, not caring about anything after "Fine, I'll try" anyway. He grabs the sides of your head by two wet handfuls of hair and pulls you over the edge of the tub to meet him.

You struggle to get your arms back under you and get some of the weight off your neck as your brother holds you by your head with his entire flaccid dick in your mouth. He begins to stare dreamily off into the distance as you regain your balance on the edge of the tub, round tits pressed together between your arms.

He holds you there for at least a minute without moving. Your arms begin to hurt. Just as you begin to think about complaining the thought is washed away from your mind by the most delicious liquid you've ever tasted. You wonder why you never noticed piss was so tasty before. You roll your tongue around inquisitively as your mouth fills, to Pete's delight.

As your mouth fills to the breaking point you think about all the times before you the virus that you thought piss was gross. Now all you could think about was swallowing this delicious mouthful, so you do. With a tremendous gulp.

You struggle to get the volume down as your mouth begins to quickly fill again. You begin a pattern of smaller quicker swallows as the **** begins to hit you. Your mind begins to fog and you lose tension in your body, causing your arms slip out from under you. Pete is now holding your entire weight by your head as he continues to piss in your mouth.

Your swallows start to become slower before finally stopping. Piss falls out of your mouth on to the floor as your mouth goes slack. The stream in your mouth immediately stops.

"Hey!" your brother says, rapping you sharply on the head, "don't spill on the floor! You want mom and dad to find out?"

The sharp tap wakes you up out of pleasure rather than pain and you think about punishment. What's so bad about that again?

The stream in your mouth resumes and it takes all of your concentration to continue a steady rhythm of swallows.

The stream finally starts to slow as your vision begins to fade. You make one final swallow as Pete's cock begins to stiffen and thrust.

"Nighty-night, sis," your brother gently calls as his dick slips down your throat, laughing to himself.

Your last thoughts are on how amazing it feels as you fall ****.

Your eyes snap open. Pete is nowhere to be found and your familiar home bathroom is gone. You're somewhere else? Did Pete move you? What the fuck did the asshole do now?

You examine your new surroundings.