BROCK:

    In my relationship with Sawyer, I'd always been the higher earner – until my boyfriend's porn career with his brother began, that is! Now, Sawyer and Kurt were raking in the dough. Every week, another acquaintance of ours decided to jump onto the porn bandwagon and become a "content creator." Most of them failed miserably, quickly learning that it was a competitive industry, oftentimes more demanding and less rewarding than the day jobs they'd naively abandoned in hopes of FansOnly notoriety.

    Sawyer and Kurt had a competitive edge, however: their familiar bond. People ate – it – UP! I was no stranger to jerking off to incest porn – both play-pretend and what little genuine content could be found online – so I knew there was a market for it, but I never realized just how many people shared that fetish. My boyfriend and his brother had been doing well since day one; but they started REALLY cashing in on the day that Kurt fucked his younger brother.

    It'd happened at the end of summer. The two of them had found themselves alone at the apartment, while I was at The Falcon drinking with some friends. I was kicking myself for being absent and not witnessing their first fuck, but maybe it never would've happened if I was there; maybe the two brothers needed to be alone, and slightly tipsy as they were. With the encouragement from the fans in their private VIP group, Sawyer and Kurt shed their inhibitions little by little – until they ended up with Kurt's potent, straight-man's cock up my boyfriend's hungry asshole.

    They'd shown me the video the very next day. Right after I watched it, I gave Sawyer the most intense fuck of our lives, and I blew the biggest load I ever had in him. Once sober, they had some reservations about posting the video online, but I assured them that they had to do it. This was their hottest vid yet! They heeded my advice and posted the clip in their VIP group, and they were immediately inundated with comments from fans going crazy over it. "Keep doing this and I'll NEVER unsubscribe!" was the message from many of their followers.

    So Kurt and Sawyer continued to have sex in front of the camera. They didn't do it too often, maybe every other week or so. In the meanwhile, they still jerked and sucked each other off; usually Sawyer being the one sucking his older brother, but occasionally switching the roles. During a brief trip to Barcelona, I was even lucky enough to have my dick in Sawyer's ass alongside Kurt's – double-penetrating my boyfriend along with his big brother – an intense experience I wouldn't trade for anything.

    By the time my 30th birthday rolled around in the beginning of November, my boyfriend was sitting on a small fortune in his bank account. He decided to wine-and-dine me on my special day, taking us to some of Manhattan's most elite bars and restaurants. "Honey, I love this, but it's still a bit of a waste of money," I said as a limo drove us from one venue to the next. "You should really do something wiser with your money now that you have it."

    "I've been thinking about the same thing," Sawyer said, holding up a champagne flute as the limo made its way slowly through Manhattan traffic. "What do you say about… us buying our first home together?"

—

    A couple of weeks later, we were invited to spend Thanksgiving at my brother Colin's up in Maine. Normally, I wouldn't go all the way to Maine just for that but this year Colin wanted to get the whole family together, since the holiday took place around the same time as my 30th birthday as well as Colin's oldest son's 16th. Sawyer was coming to Maine with me, and when I heard that Kurt had no Thanksgiving plans I invited him to join us as well.

    I hadn't seen my nephew Tanner in a couple of years, so I was awestruck by his growth spurt as a teenager. My brother also looked different to me. He was eight years older than I was, and he was slowly but surely entering full-on "daddy territory." Colin and I were never particularly close and we didn't get together all too often, but a part of me wanted to work on our relationship now that I'd seen how close Sawyer and Kurt were. 

    Of course, I wasn't harboring fantasies of Colin and me getting into porn together. He was a "man's man" through and through, whose main interests included hunting and beer – he even worked for a beer company. Once, a few years ago while I was drunk, I'd even accused him by saying "If you didn't have an openly gay brother you'd probably be a homophobe." I now regretted that comment, realizing that maybe I was the bigoted one. 

    Since Colin's house was nowhere near a hotel, we ended up staying over at the house instead. Sawyer and I got the guest room, and Kurt would be sleeping in Tanner's room, since it was the only room large enough to allow for an extra cot. The sleeping arrangements weren't even that bad compared to the fact that we had only two bathrooms to share, which could be a hassle in the morning.

    On Thanksgiving morning, as I was shaving, someone walked into the bathroom. "Morning, honey!" I said, expecting it to be Sawyer. Looking into the mirror, I realized it was in fact my older brother standing behind me.

    "Ahem, sorry. Other bathroom's taken," he said gruffly. "Mind if I go?"

    I wasn't sure what he meant by "go," but I nodded. I was too distracted by the fact that my brother was wearing nothing but a pair of red-and-green plaid boxers (looking appropriately festive) which looked like they might be older than Tanner. I hadn't seen my brother shirtless in longer than I could remember – let alone in his underwear! – so I was a bit shocked. Colin had turned into a muscle bear, even though he probably had no idea what that meant. Even though you couldn't see his abs, I had no doubt they were strong under his layer of fat and dense, brown body hair. His boxers, which must've been either large or extra-large, fit him snuggly. They were so threadbare that I almost felt like I could see through the material. 

    As my brother walked into the bathroom and squeezed past me, I looked in the mirror and noticed him giving me an up-and-down look from behind. Just like him, I was wearing nothing but underwear, but in my case it was a pair of tight, white, low-cut briefs that looked… well, gay as fuck, and that's even if you ignored the six rainbow stripes that ran along the waistband. Since I'd been leaning against the sink while shaving, my butt was poking out, almost bursting out of the briefs. It was a good thing that Colin couldn't see my bulge; this underwear was made to show it off and it looked fucking obscene… especially when my dick began to chub up as Colin rubbed his own bulge against my ass to squeeze past me and get to the toilet. 

    A moment later, I heard my brother's piss stream land loudly in the toilet. This had never happened, not since I was very little and Colin a teenager, so having him pissing next to me felt weirdly… erotic. Even my brother snorting in snot and then loudly spitting it in the toilet turned me on. I watched him from behind while he relieved himself, and realized he had what all my friends would call "a thick ass." For a moment I was tempted to smack it as a joke (straight guys joked around like that, right?) but I decided to keep my hands to myself. By the time Colin left the bathroom a minute later, my dick was hard as a fucking rock, poking out of my skimpy briefs and begging to blow a load.

—

    However, I wouldn't get a chance to unload until much later in the day. My whole family – including my parents who lived a couple of towns over – was gathered in the kitchen and living room. Football was playing on the TV, and Sawyer and I pretended to pay attention while Kurt and Colin watched the game. 

    The meal was preceded by everyone listing what they were thankful for, most of which included "family." After dinner, my brother left to drive my parents home, and everyone else gathered to watch a movie. Since it was a family-friendly flick, I had no interest in it and quickly excused myself to go upstairs. 

    I was going to go to the guest room and retrieve my phone, but on my way past the main bedroom I was distracted by the sight of something familiar on the floor. The bedroom door was wide open, and my brother's red-and-green boxers which he'd had on this morning lay abandoned on the floor. Feeling pervy and still horny from this morning, I walked into the room and picked them up, bringing them up to my face for a quick whiff.

    "What're you doing here?!" a voice said from the doorway. 

    For a quick moment my heart stopped, fearing it was Colin or his wife. Thankfully, the people standing in the doorway were Sawyer and Kurt. The question had come from my boyfriend.

    "Are you sniffing your brother's underwear, you perv?!" he continued, a broad shit-eating grin on his face.

    "Yes," I admitted, since I was caught red-handed anyway. "I've been horny as fuck ever since this morning."

    "You and me both, babe," Sawyer added, grabbing his crotch.

    "I've got an idea," Kurt said, ushering Sawyer into the room and closing the door behind them. 

    "What're you doing?" I asked, still holding on to my brother's worn underwear. 

    Before I knew it, Kurt was pulling down the back of Sawyer's sweatpants and pushing him on all fours onto the bed. 

    "Which end do you wanna take?" Kurt asked me. It took me a while to process what he was saying: he wanted to spit-roast his brother with me!

    "You fuck his ass," I said, eager to watch Kurt delving into his little brother's asshole. Sawyer already had a huge grin plastered across his face. I knew that hearing men talk about him that way – "which end do you want to take?" – was something that he loved. And I could only imagine how it felt to hear his brother say something like that. The only thing that would make it hotter for Sawyer was to have an audience looking on as he got used. But this time around, there was no camera recording this. No audience; just the three of us about to share this special moment. 

    Kurt wasn't wasting a moment. By the time I'd gotten naked and into position with my cockhead pressing on Sawyer's lips, my boyfriend's ankles were already in his older brother's hands. Sawyer was on his back, his head hanging off the side of the bed. He opened up as easily as he always did, and Kurt's cock sank into his ass slowly but steadily. By the expression on his face, I could tell this was something Kurt was still going crazy for: the extreme taboo thrill of fucking his baby brother. The fact that the first time he'd done it had been documented and shared with hundreds of his fans only added to the intense perversion of it all. These thoughts had my cock dripping as I shoved it down my boyfriend's throat. I moaned, both from the sensations around my cock and the sight I was beholding. I felt a pang of envy at the closeness these two brothers had, wishing I could experience something like that.

    Then I remembered what I was holding in my hand: Colin's boxers. I'd barely had a moment to savor their scent before being interrupted. I kept my cock sliding in and out of Sawyer's mouth as I brought the fabric back up to my face. With the crotch right at my nose, I inhaled deeply. The smell was incredible. It suddenly took me back to my childhood, when I'd wander into Colin's room while he wasn't home. There was always a distinct smell of him in there, and it was the same one I was smelling now.

    "Oh fuuuck," I moaned quietly, but loud enough for Kurt to hear. He was transfixed by the sight of his thick cock burying itself inside his brother, but he glanced up at me for a moment and then smiled big.

    "Damn, Brock," Kurt said to me, shaking his head with a faux disapproving look on his face. "You're such a dirty perv, getting off on sniffing your big brother's boxers. I'm not sure I approve of something like that. Now... should we fill my slutty brother's guts with cum from both ends?"

    I smiled at Kurt's words, though he couldn't see anything besides my eyes, with my brother's underwear covering the rest of my face.

    "I wanna see you load him up first," I replied, knowing that the sight would probably trigger my own release. I wanted to see Kurt's face while came inside his own brother.

    "Fuck yeah," Kurt said, returning his gaze downward to the man impaled on both our cocks on my brother's bed. I closed my eyes for a moment, breathing deeply again and taking in my brother's musk.

    "Did you and Colin ever mess around, growing up?" Kurt asked me suddenly, and I opened my eyes to see a curious look on his face. He was breathing faster due to his exertions, but his tone was otherwise conversational, like we were having a beer at home while chatting.

    "No way," I said, moving the boxers away from my mouth just slightly so my voice was less muffled. "He's straight as an arrow. And I wasn't really tuned into my sexuality until around the time he moved out."

    "But you thought about him like that after he left, didn't you? Just a little bit?" Kurt said, teasing me.

    "Yeah..." I admitted. This was something I hadn't thought back on in a long time. "I used to come into his room and lie on his bed and jerk off. Sometimes I'd imagine him coming home from college unexpectedly and catching me there."

    "Yeah, dude. That's fuckin' hot," Kurt said, starting to fuck Sawyer faster. "Getting off on being in your big bro's space, wishing he was there watching you. And here you are in his room right now, getting off on smelling his cock."

    "Mmm," I moaned, holding the underwear pressed tightly against my face again. I was now fucking Sawyer's face faster and faster.

    "I bet you'd wanna mess around with him now, huh, Brock?" Kurt said, almost like he was daring me to picture it. Which of course, I already was. "I've seen you go for those bear types at The Falcon, dude. A lot of them look a lot like Colin, I realize now."

    I was getting increasingly turned on, hearing Kurt talking to me like one of my gay buddies. I could tell he was trying to get me off, probably because I'd said I wanted him to cum first. It was almost a game: who can push whom over the edge first.

    "Maybe we should see if Colin wants to come in here right now," Kurt said with a conspiratorial tone. We both knew Colin wasn't home, but I was reminded that we weren't alone in the house either. Then, before he was about to say anything else, Kurt just let out a loud and sudden "Fuck!"

    Kurt clearly surprised even himself by the speed at which his climax came. I grinned behind my brother's boxers, amused to see Kurt cumming first. It was incredible, seeing his big balls tighten up and the base of his cock pulse. Knowing he was dumping a huge load deep inside his cumwhore of a brother. I was certain Sawyer was loving every second of it. I knew he felt so slutty being a cumdump for his straight bro, both on and off camera.

    Fuck, I was close! I had planned to nut as deeply as I could down Sawyer's gullet, but seeing Kurt's cummy shaft pull out of that open asshole, I knew I had to leave my load in there too. I pulled out of my boyfriend's mouth fast, loving the gasping sound he made as I did. I reached over and grabbed one of Sawyer's ankles from Kurt. My boyfriend's brother had been looking at the dripping fuckhole he'd just pulled out of, and realized he was still cumming. One last spurt shot right down into Sawyer's opened-up ass, and then it tightened up, like he'd been waiting for that last little bit.

    Kurt looked up at me and saw my intent, stepping back and allowing me to stand like he had been, holding both Sawyer's legs apart. I was still clutching Colin's boxers in one hand, the fabric wrapped around my boyfriend's ankle. I plunged my cock down hard, going balls-deep in less than a second. Sawyer cried but it was definitely a sound of pure pleasure. His ass could take quite a pounding and I would have loved to spend some time churning Kurt's load with my throbbing dick. But even just feeling the sperm that had filled Sawyer, knowing it was his brother's, pushed me over the edge.

    I let a stream of curses out as I doubled the amount of cum inside my boyfriend. I felt Kurt's arm around me in a very buddy-like way, his wet, softening cock slapping against my hip as he looked down and watched me fill his brother's ass, just like I'd watched him moments before. We locked eyes and both leaned in at the same time for a deep kiss. I fucking loved sharing my boyfriend with his brother, and it even felt like my brother was here too.

    Kurt and I broke our kiss and I pulled my cock out of Sawyer, watching his ass pinch shut. I knew he'd want to spend the rest of the night with our cum kept warm inside him. Kurt grabbed the boxers from me and before I could stop him, he used them to clean up his cock. Then, he cleaned mine, and wiped up a few spots on my brother's bedspread. Luckily it was a lighter beige color and nothing would really show.

    I knew I couldn't just toss the boxers in his laundry basket, they were covered with jizz now. I decided I'd just have to take them home, where they'd go right into my own underwear drawer, unlikely to ever be washed. I'd be going back to them whenever I wanted to remember this amazing Thanksgiving with my family.