Bend You, Break You, Make You Mine | By : MyraThorne Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7126 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It has been a long time since Logan has felt true, gut wrenching terror. But he definitely feels it now as he kneels on the basement floor, waiting for his brother to return. He had always known Victor was a sadistic son of a bitch, but to have the full focus of such attentions on himself-
Logan hears his brother grunt softly as he sets a large something down on the floor. Victor quickly disappears again. Logan doesn’t move as his brother makes several trips, this time with buckets of water. He surmises that Victor must have brought down a tub.
Logan does not particularly care for the idea of his brother watching him bathe. He also wishes he could see, but the blindfold is too tight to even slip out of place to give him a hint of what is going on.
Suddenly, Victor is right in front of him. Logan struggles not to pull away, but still flinches. Victor “hmm”s at him, neither approving nor disapproving. Logan can smell that Victor is slightly aroused and excited.
“Now, Jimmy, we’re going to see how well you can behave,” Victor says softly, dragging the back of one claw along the side of his brother’s face. “I’m going to take the chain off. Don’t do anything foolish.”
Logan contemplates if he can take his brother in a fight. He would just need to wound him long enough to get out of the building.
Victor is not a fool. He reaches up and carefully undoes the chain that binds Jimmy to the wall, but not the one between neck and hands. He lovingly sets the longer chain on the floor. Holding Jimmy by one elbow, he helps his little brother get to his feet. Victor may have kept Jimmy’s food intake low, but he suspects that adrenalin would get Jimmy far. He guides his little brother over to the tub and helps him to get in. “Down,” he commands, pushing on Jimmy’s shoulder.
Logan slowly goes to his knees for the second time. The tub is thankfully filled with warm water. After so many days and nights in a cold basement, even he can appreciate this minor creature comfort. He waits for Victor to unchain his hands so that he can wash.
Victor does no such thing.
Picking up a soft rag and the soap, Victor dunks both in the tub. “I shouldn’t have let you go this long without a bath, Jimmy,” Victor murmurs. He starts washing his brother’s shoulders, lovingly scrubbing away days of filth. He moves more slowly over Jimmy’s front, watching the soap and water slide off of his body. He can’t help making small noises of approval.
Victor suddenly pushes Jimmy forward and starts washing his backside, holding him slightly upright with one hand. He again slows down in his ministrations when he gets to his brother’s ass. Unable to help himself, he lets the rag drop into the water. He lightly runs claws around the edges, finally grabbing one cheek firmly in his palm. “Oh, Jimmy,” he whispers reverently in his brother’s ear.
There is panic in Logan’s voice. “Victor? Victor, what the hell do you think you’re-“
“Shush, Jimmy,” Victor rumbles, now circling the entrance to his brother with the pad of his thumb. “I just want to make you feel good.” Yes, his little brother would quickly learn that the only pleasures he would be getting were coming from Victor’s hands, be it food, water, or sex.
Victor slowly pushes his index finger into his brother, but pulls back when Jimmy starts to thrash. He roughly grabs his brother by the back of the head and shakes him like the pup he is. “Stop that,” he admonishes Jimmy.
“Then keep your damn fingers out of me!” Logan snaps.
Grumbling, Victor sets Jimmy down in the tub. He drags the folding chair over. Reaching back into the tub, he grabs Jimmy by the chain. Jimmy tries to struggle, but a sharp punch to the back of his head stops that for a moment. Victor takes the moment of silence to put Jimmy in a better position, chest propped on the side of the tub with his feet pulled back and hooked over the other end of the tub.
Victor waits until he is certain that Jimmy is fully aware again before pushing the tip of his finger back to his brother’s entrance. “Now, Jimmy, if you stay still like a good boy, this will feel good.” Victor leaned in close to Jimmy’s ear. “But if you should do anything stupid, you will only wind up hurting yourself.” Using the soapy water to help ease the pain a little, Victor pushes his finger in slowly. This time, Jimmy only grunts.
Logan tries desperately to shut out what Victor is doing to him. Wade had hinted on several occasions (loudly and with pantomime) that Victor might have also been interested in men. He had also waxed poetic one day how all of the men looked like Logan. If he ever lives to see Wade again, he will never let the damn fool know that he was right. The finger burns going in, and feels mildly relieved when Victor pulls the finger back out. But it is quickly shoved back in. In and out, over and over again. It’s as if Victor is searching for something.
“Ah!” Jimmy cries out in surprise. Victor grins. He quickly adds a second finger. Having found that wonderful little spot in his brother, he knows it won’t take long.
But why should Jimmy be the only one to enjoy this?
Removing his fingers and quickly cleaning them in the tub, Victor undoes his pants and lets his own straining want out into the air. He lifts Jimmy into his lap, letting his erection rub against his brother’s ass. “Are you going to be a good little brother, Jimmy?” he asks, reaching around to run a finger along his little brother’s cock. He begins to stroke Jimmy slowly, the tunnel of his hand tight enough to be felt but loose enough not to let Jimmy get off first. “You want to be a good brother, don’t you, Jimmy?” he purrs, pressing his lips against Jimmy’s neck.
“Victor, stop this.”
Victor gives his brother a gentle nip. “Don’t tell me you’re going to start misbehaving, Jimmy,” he admonishes in a sing song voice. “Now, you want to be a good brother, don’t you?”
“Fine, yes,” Logan bites out.
“Yes, what?” Victor teases, licking his brother’s neck and bringing his hand away from Jimmy’s cock to tweak a nipple. “What are you saying yes to?”
Logan whines in his need. Damn Victor for this! “I want-“ He can’t bring himself to say it.
Victor knows he’s won. Dragging his claws down his brother’s belly, he again takes him in hand. “Say it,” he hisses.
“I… want-“
“Say it, Jimmy.”
“I want… to be… a good brother.”
“That’s my boy,” Victor praises, then lifts Jimmy up. Gripping Jimmy’s hips tightly, he slowly lowers him onto his erection. Jimmy thrashes a bit, begs him to stop. Victor expects this and lets it slide this time. After all, he almost completely certain this is Jimmy’s first time with another man. Soon, his brother is fully sitting in his lap. “Such a good brother,” he whispers in Jimmy’s ear, before lifting his brother up a bit and beginning to thrust.
This proves to be awkward, so Victor rolls his brother onto the floor. He places one of the towels he had brought down earlier under Jimmy, so he won’t be face first on cold concrete. Victor rolls up a second towel to make a pillow for his head. Once his brother is in a more agreeable position, Victor pushes back in and resumes his leisurely pace. While he would love to just fuck his brother senseless, he knows he must hold back just this once. After a few different angle attempts, he finds Jimmy’s prostate again.
Soon, Jimmy’s pained grunts and growls take on a more enjoyable sound. Reaching around, Victor fists his brother in time to his thrusts. Jimmy comes with a surprised gasp. Victor follows with a pleased snarl.
Victor pulls Jimmy up so that he is sitting with his back to Victor’s chest. His little brother is shaking, a combination of the cold against an originally wet body and trying to understand what has just happened. Pulling out of his brother, Victor maneuvers him into a warm embrace. Taking the rag out of the tub, he sets about to finishing his brother’s bath. “Very good, Jimmy,” he praises softly. “You’re a very good little brother.”
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