KURT:

    "Shit, man. Shit, it's coming. Don't stop. Keep going. Don't stop. FUCK! Fuck, man. Fuck…"

    I woke up and quickly pulled the cover off before I shot all over it. Lying in bed naked, my hard cock pulsing, I started cumming on my stomach hands-free, enticed by the dream I'd just had. A dream that was also a memory. The memory of my younger brother sucking my dick at that gay bar, encouraged by his buddy Taylor several weeks ago.

    This wasn't the first time I was dreaming about what happened between Sawyer, Taylor, and me that day. A part of the reason why I was having dreams about it might be the fact that my brother and I didn't address it at all while we were awake. What were we gonna say: "Hey Sawyer, remember the time you sucked my dick, bro?" It happened at Pride, along with a hundred other crazy things I witnessed people doing that day. What happens at Pride, stays at Pride seemed to be an unwritten rule.

    Still, my subconscious couldn't ignore it. Mainly because… well, it was one hell of a good blowjob!  Now, lying in bed, I shot the rest of my load while imagining Sawyer's lips around my dick, swallowing down my cum like he'd done that day. "That fucking perv," I whispered, as if I were any better.

    After busting my nut, I cleaned up and went to the kitchen, my still-hard cock swinging left to right as I walked. I assumed my brother and his boyfriend would still be asleep, but I was greeted in the kitchen by Brock, very much awake.

    "Hey," I replied coolly, fully aware my brother's boyfriend was eyeing my boner. "You alright?"

    "Yeah man, how bout you? Any plans for the day?" Brock inquired.

    "I think my brother wants to shoot some videos," I replied, helping myself to a cup of the coffee Brock had made. 

    In the past few weeks, Sawyer and I didn't shoot too many vids, mostly relying on leftovers we had stored in our archive. However, we were running out of those, and I needed some new material stat, and it HAD TO be good. There'd been a drop in my subscriptions lately ("Summer's the worst time of year for porn," my fuck buddy Jessica had shared with me) and I had to think of a way to drive them back up. I'd quit my day job for this, and I couldn't let it fail, not with alimony and three child support payments to be made each month.

    "Hey Brock, what would you like to see me do on camera that you would pay for?" I asked, taking a sip of coffee with one hand and scratching my cock with the other.

    "Oh buddy, I'd watch you do anything," Brock smiled and licked his lips like a hungry wolf. 

    "I appreciate the flattery, but I'm asking for real. My subscriptions are down and I don't know what I'm doing wrong," I explained.

    "You're not doing anything wrong necessarily. Subscribers come and go, you can't take that to heart," Brock tried to reassure me.

    "I know, but I still wanna give the people what they wanna see. What do you think that is?"

    "Well, Sawyer's told me most of your audience is men, right?"

    "Yes," I nodded.

    "Well, I'm sure they'd love to see you do more content with other men, like you did with Taylor, or with the two brothers."

    "Yeah, I've noticed a lot of comments asking for that," I admitted. "I'm not opposed to it, obviously. But… I also feel like I need to do it at my own pace."

    "And that's perfectly fine," Brock said. "Don't feel like you need to do things just because it's what your audience would like to see, because then they can tell you're not into it and they won't enjoy it either. What do YOU enjoy most?"

    "Well, I've enjoyed shooting with Jessica," I admitted. Of all of my fellow performers, she was the one I'd shot the most videos with.

    "Yes, I've noticed a lot of her on your page," said Brock.

    "And that's it, like, I feel more confident because we have a steady thing going, she and I. We also get along off camera, which helps."

    "Well…" Brock was about to say something, but then he thought about it some more.

    "What?" I asked. 

    "I was just thinking. If you wanna do more content with guys, maybe that's what you need to find: a guy you feel comfortable with. Someone who can make regular appearances on your page."

    "But who?" I asked. "Taylor and Bryce and Niles, none of them are full-time performers, I don't think they'd be up for it."

    "Oh, I'm sure my brother can think of someone for you," Brock laughed, assuring this was the least of my worries. 

    "Okay, I'll have a talk with Sawyer," I said, taking another sip of coffee. As I did so, I felt my boner pulsing up and down.

    "I'm amazed you managed to stay hard all through this conversation," Brock said to me admiringly. 

    "And that's after I just shot a load in bed," I bragged.

    "Wow. Looks like you need to shoot another one," my brother's boyfriend flirted.

    "Are you offering to help with that?" I smirked.

    "I'm always down to help," said Brock. Now that he had the green light, he wasn't about to waste any time. Two seconds later he was on his knees in front of me, taking my hard cock in his mouth. I put the mug down and placed both hands on the back of Brock's head, fucking it like it were a sex toy. Feeling horny, I picked up speed and kept going faster and faster, ignoring the fact Sawyer's boyfriend was gagging and drooling all on my cock. 

    I closed my eyes and for some reason I couldn't escape the memory of my brother sucking my dick once again. "Mmm, fuck," I moaned out loud. "Mmm, fuck, Sawyer."

    As soon as I said that last word, I opened my eyes in slight panic. My brother's name had just escaped my lips. Brock noticed my panic and he took my cock out of his mouth but he kept his hand wrapped around it, stroking it with all that saliva and precum as lube.

    "That's alright," he assured me. "Sawyer told me that he sucked you off. What, do you think he didn't brag about it? Do you think I didn't fuck his ass as soon as he told me the story?" Brock asked while stroking my dick. "Cuz I assure you I did. I shot a load up your brother's ass just as he was telling me about swallowing your cum."

    "You're a fucking perv, just like him," I grunted, looking down at Brock.

    "Just like you as well, bro. Just like you," he stared at me with sexy intensity while manually working on my dick. Then, he took my boner back in his mouth, letting me hit the back of his throat and I continued fucking his face. Brock was usually a fairly masculine man, so seeing him on his knees like this, acting like a cock slut, was quite the hot sight. He possessed all the dick-sucking talent my brother did as well. He knew just when to focus on my sensitive mushroom head, teasing it with his twirling tongue before going back to sucking my shaft, all the way down until his nose was buried in my pubes. 

    Then, Brock would take my member out of his mouth for a few moments, stroking it with his manly hands and sending shivers all over my fucking body. My knees buckled and I found myself looking forward to the moment when my cock would be back in Brock's warm mouth. I didn't have to wait long. Brock liked to tease, but he would always give me what I needed. Taking my prick deep, deep inside his throat, Brock once again reminded me of my servile little brother.

    "Sawyer bragged about sucking my cock," I thought while fucking Brock's throat. I imagined him fucking my brother as they both talking about the infamous brotherly blowjob. Life with them as my roommates had changed my whole life… and in a way, I felt like we were just getting started. 

    For the second time this morning, I felt myself about to cum. This time, there would be no making a mess on my belly. This time, I started thrusting harder, drilling Brock's throat until I blew my baby-making cum down his gullet, feeding my brother's boyfriend a protein-rich breakfast.

 

SAWYER:

    "when r u & ur brother gonna do a video together???"

    Every day, my inbox was more and more full of messages like this. Although many of Kurt's fans had no idea that he had a gay brother, those who had been following him from the beginning knew just how he got his start. They knew my personal profile and they often tagged it in comments, asking me to join my brother on camera. Of course, as soon as one person mentioned it, their comment was followed by replies like "he has a brother??" and "it'd be so hot to see the two of them together 😍😍🔥🔥"

    I hated to burst these people's bubble so I never replied to those messages. What these fans lost sight of was the fact that my brother was a real person, not just the object of their fantasies. He was a real straight man who was doing this for money, and had his own limits. Of course, the problem for me as his manager was that I no longer had any idea what my brother's limits were.

    The blowjob that happened during Pride was beyond my wildest dreams. Kurt and I had been getting closer and closer ever since he moved in, and especially since I began managing his porn career. Still, getting to suck my big brother's cock, getting to swallow his delicious sperm, was something I NEVER thought I'd get to do. And now I'd done it, partially thanks to Taylor. I should send him a bouquet of dildos or something.

    I lay in bed thinking about all this, all the while scrolling through my messages on my phone. I heard the door open and I assumed it was my boyfriend coming into our room, which is why I was surprised to look up and see Kurt, naked as the day he was born.

    "Morning. I thought you were Brock," I said to my brother.

    "Nah, he's in the kitchen. He and I just had… a chat there," he said with a smirk he was trying to suppress. I was gonna ask him more about it but my brother distracted me by getting in bed with me and pulling the cover over both of us. Underneath it, we were both nude.

    "Umm… Can I help you with anything?" I asked awkwardly.

    "I was just talking to Brock about ways to get more subscribers," Kurt said.

    "Ahh. I told you not to worry about it, that's my job. You're the talent, I'm the brain behind the operation."

    "Yeah well, I got a brain as well, thank you very much," Kurt replied. We had our heads on the same large pillow, turned to the side, looking at each other. My brother continued, "Brock thinks I need to find one guy to shoot multiple videos with. Kinda like a recurring personality on my page. Someone I feel really comfortable with."

    "That's… actually a genius idea," I exclaimed. 

    My brother wasn't the first gay-for-pay porn star trying to make it. I'd been following guys like that for years and sooner or later they all learned which side their bread was buttered on. There was no doubt: if Kurt was gonna make it longterm, he needed regular content with guys; even his straight female fans wanted to see that! He'd done it several times already, and those were always his biggest spikes in subscribers. However, doing it with a rotating cast or random guys was not something my brother would be comfortable with. Having one man to come back and perform with Kurt weekly would be ideal.

    "A really really good idea," I repeated.

    "So, how do we pick a guy?" my brother asked, already much more comfortable with this whole thing than when we started a few months ago.

    "I'll set up a poll on your page or something, ask your followers who they'd like to see. Of course, I imagine most of them will say me," I chuckled.

    "How come?" Kurt asked.

    "Well I don't know if you check your comments, but they've been begging for me to come on camera and perform with you. Most of the comments are about that now, and my inbox is flooded with messages like that as well. One thing they like more than gay sex is gay incest."

    "Really? Cuz I've noticed some of the comments, but you know I don't check them as much as you do. I didn't realize it was that prevalent," my brother said.

    "Of course. Why do you think those twin girls you fucked make such a killing? People eat incest up, as much as they pretend not to." 

    "Wait, so, is that something you'd be open to doing?" Kurt asked out of the blue.

    "WHAT?!" I said in shock. "Like, perform with you on camera??"

    "Well, it depends what you mean by 'perform.' I mean, obviously we wouldn't fuck or anything. Just jerk off side-by-side or something."

    "Wait, wait, wait… So you're telling me YOU would be cool with that?!" I asked.

    "Hey, at this point I'm willing to do anything that makes me money. I've got three kids, and have you looked at college tuition these days?"

    "Kurt, this is serious," I said, sitting up. "It's okay to do some things for money, but you need to be sure you're really comfortable with them."

    "Sawyer, I think it's time we talked," my brother said, getting up to sit criss-cross across from me. "About the–"

    "Blowjob at The Falcon," I interrupted, well aware of what he was about to say. I'd been waiting for us to have this conversation, but I was always too nervous to bring it up myself.

    "Precisely. It happened, and yes it was crazy, but I've had all this time to process it and I realized that I'm… okay with it," Kurt said. "Now, obviously we wouldn't do that on camera, we would just jerk off next to each other, teasing people. And if I was comfortable with you sucking my fucking dick in the middle of a bar in Manhattan, why wouldn't I be comfortable with a simple wank?"

    "Ahhhhh," I exhaled deeply. "You're assuming I'm comfortable with this as well."

    "Well are you?"

    "I don't know! I've never done porn before and now you're asking me to do it with my brother! We'd obviously need to figure out the money situation as well. I want more money if I'm performing on camera."

    "Of course. You know splitting money's never been a problem since we started," Kurt noted.

    "And what if Mom and Dad find out?"

    "How would they find out? Months ago, you were assuring me no one would find out unless they were specifically looking for it. Now you're telling me that was a lie?" my brother called me out.

    "No, it wasn't a lie," I admitted. Knowing our parents, the chances of them stumbling upon Kurt's porn profile were very, very slim.

    "All I'm saying is, let's talk about this," my brother insisted. "You said it was the most popular comment people leave on my page. We would be bad businesspeople NOT to consider it."

    "How dare you call me a bad businessperson?" I feigned outrage. "Okay, so just jerking off side-by-side? Cuz I don't think the platform would allow any actual incest."

    "Of course. Look at the twins," Kurt referred to the sisters he fucked. "They always go almost all the way, but never quite there. Do you know of a male duo who does that?"

    "No," I said. "I mean, there's been gay male twins who've done porn together, back in the studio days, but no one that's active right now, not that I know of."

    "See. We're not twins, but people can still tell we're brothers. I think they'll really go for it."

    Oh, how the tables had turned. Months ago, I was the one talking Kurt into a career in porn, assuaging his doubts and hesitations. Now, he was the one pushing me to take the next step along with him.

    "Okay," I agreed. "Let's do it."