I slammed the front door shut and grabbed my little brother by the throat the second he stepped inside. Jake was nineteen, still living at home, and his belly was already starting to show. That round little swell under his shirt made my cock throb every time I looked at it.
"You been letting anyone else touch this?" I growled, shoving my hand down his pants and cupping his pussy. It was wet, slick dripping down his thighs like always.
"No, big brother," he whimpered. "Only you. You know that."
I spun him around and bent him over the kitchen table. His shorts hit the floor and I spread his cheeks, staring at the puffy, used hole between them. My load from last night was still leaking out of him. I pushed two fingers in deep and felt how loose and ready he was.
"Fuck, you're carrying my kid and you're still this greedy for cock," I said, yanking my dick out. It was thick, veined, and already leaking.
I rubbed the head against his hole and shoved in balls-deep in one thrust.
Jake cried out and clawed at the table. "Harder. Breed me again. Make sure it takes twice."
I fucked him raw and nasty, hips slapping loud against his ass. Every stroke pushed more of my cum out around my shaft. His pregnant belly pressed against the wood, rocking with each slam. I reached around and grabbed it, feeling the firm swell while I pounded his cunt.
"That's my baby in there," I snarled. "My load growing inside my own brother. You love it, don't you? Getting knocked up by your big brother's dick."
"Yes," he moaned, pushing back to meet every thrust. "Fill me up again. I want to be huge with your kid."
I pulled out, flipped him onto his back on the table, and shoved back in. His legs wrapped around me. I watched his belly jiggle while I fucked him. His pussy clenched tight every time I bottomed out. I leaned down and sucked on his nipples, already sensitive and puffy from the pregnancy.
Jake came first, hole pulsing around my cock, slick squirting out. I kept going, chasing my own orgasm, then buried myself to the root and unloaded. Thick ropes of cum pumped straight into his womb, mixing with the mess already inside him.
I stayed buried deep, grinding slow while I caught my breath. "Gonna keep you like this," I told him. "Belly full of my babies, hole full of my cum every night."
He grinned up at me, sweaty and wrecked. "Good. Don't stop. Ever."
I pulled out and watched my load pour from his stretched hole. Then I pushed it back in with my fingers and started again. Round two was slower but just as filthy, his pregnant body rocking under mine while I bred him deeper. By the time I finished, he was shaking and leaking from both ends, exactly how I liked him.
We didn't stop there. I carried him to the couch and sat him on my cock again, letting gravity do the work while he rode me. His belly rubbed against my abs with every bounce. I slapped his ass and told him what a nasty pregnant slut he was for his brother. He came again, clenching so hard I filled him a third time.
Later, when we were both spent and sticky, I pulled him against me and rubbed his growing belly. "This is just the start," I whispered against his ear. "Gonna keep breeding you until you can't take anymore."
Jake only moaned and pushed back against my half-hard cock, already hungry for the next round.
