SAWYER:

    Growing up, I was often jealous of my older brother, even if I never let him know. Kurt was always the bigger one, the more popular one, the more confident one. I wasn't even that much of a better student than him, which is the one thing nerd types like me were supposed to have over jock types like him.

    One other reason why I envied my brother was his sexuality. As a 27-year-old now, I love being gay, but that wasn't always the case. Not only did my brother not have to deal with bullies (unless he was beating them up for picking on me), but he also had a much easier time hooking up with girls, whereas I could barely get myself to talk to any of the very few openly gay guys in our hometown. I'd blocked it out of my memory since, but I used to go to bed at night praying I would wake up straight like Kurt. In my mind, we were almost two different species: the "straight brother" and the "gay one."

    Kurt's notorious womanizing got only worse as an adult. Ironically, I was the one who ended up in a functional relationship, while my brother went through his nasty divorce. Apparently, all that female attention from early on had made Kurt greedy for more. I always saw my brother as heterosexual through and through, no exceptions. Which is why I was so surprised by the openness Kurt had been displaying since starting his career in porn, mostly targeting a gay male audience.

    Just a few weeks ago, I could never imagine my brother at a place like The Falcon, especially not while I was there getting fucked in front of everyone. That night, Kurt watched me take it up the ass from two men: my boyfriend Brock and our new buddy Bryce. It made me want to push the limit as well. After Bryce and his brother Niles shot their cum all over our living room floor, I knelt down and licked it all off, right in front of Kurt. I turned so my freshly-fucked ass was facing him, and I even pushed out Brock's and Bryce's cum that was in there, making my brother watch as jizz oozed out of my used hole.

    "Did I really do that?!" was my first thought the following morning. I was no longer drunk, and the events from the night before felt like a dream. Yet, it was all true: I had video evidence as proof. That morning at the breakfast table, Brock and Kurt just joked about the night before, calling it "crazy" but acting like it was just a wild boys' night out, like this sort of thing happened all the time. 

    But as soon as Brock and I were alone, we fucked while watching the video and talking about how hot it was. You could even hear us fucking in the recording, since we did it while Kurt was getting his cock sucked by the two brothers. I had to edit the sound before posting the video online, but I kept a copy of the original. Now that I was watching the whole thing from a different perspective, I noticed just how often Kurt's eyes looked in our direction. "He's watching me get fucked," I realized. It would've been super easy for him to look away or close his eyes but no, he actively watched! For whatever reason, that thought made me hard, and I asked Brock to suck my dick until I came in his mouth, thinking about my brother.

    A couple of weeks later, Kurt and I were back out on the field recording videos. Stuff shot in public always did very well, and this time my brother and I were at a public pool in Brooklyn with his friend and occasional costar Jessica. They both posed as I took pictures of them, my brother flexing his muscles and Jessica in her tiny bikini. They acted as risqué as possible, touching and kissing for the camera in public. But we knew if we wanted to take things to the next level, we needed just a little bit of privacy.

    "We should fuck in one of the changing rooms," my brother suggested after we were done with our poolside photoshoot. The lounge area was busy with New Yorkers desperate to catch a tan before summer. I had a feeling Jessica's touches had made my brother horny on this hot day, so he wasn't just making his suggestion for the sake of taking a video. Looking down, I noticed Kurt's bulge looking larger than usual in his swim trunks.

    "Mm, yes," his sexy friend agreed, giving his cock a naughty, discreet squeeze that I snapped a picture of.

    "Sawyer, can I have your phone?" my brother asked. "It's got the best camera, right? We can set it up in the changing room."

    Just as I was about to agree, Jessica came up with a suggestion of her own.

    "Why don't we let Sawyer film us from the neighboring stall?" she said. "He can look over the divider, and it'll be like he's spying on us. People will find that hot."

    Kurt looked at me. As his manager, I was the decision maker.

    "It's risky, but yes," I said. "It'll make viewers feel like a voyeur, which a lot of people are into."

    The three of us waited until we could get two changing rooms next to each other. We went in and I recorded as my brother and his friend got naked, and Kurt spat on his cock before pushing it inside of her. They had to keep it down, since there were people – including families – all around us; but judging by the expressions on Kurt's and Jessica's faces, they seemed to be really enjoying themselves. Since they couldn't see me anyway, I pulled out my cock and started jerking off. Just as my brother blew his load inside the hot girl, I blew mine all over the divider between the two cubicles. When we were done, I put my phone away and licked my cum off the wall; a curtesy to the next person.

    That evening, when Brock came home from work, he wanted to knew how the shoot at the pool had gone. Sitting at the dinner table, Kurt and I filled him in on all the details, and how far we'd been able to push it without getting caught.

    After dinner, the three of us went to the living room for drinks and some TV before sleep. It was a warm evening and we all took our shirts off, with my brother getting down to his underwear. As often was the case, the conversation revolved around Kurt's FansOnly page, which was skyrocketing in popularity now that he'd published a couple of videos with other guys. 

    "Fans went crazy for that video with Bryce and Niles," Kurt commented, referring to his most popular post yet, by far.

    "Yeah, I told you that would happen once you start recording with men," I said.

    "But it's also the fact the two of them are brothers," my boyfriend added, and he was right.

    "Apparently Jessica knows a couple of twin sisters who make a killing posing naked together," my brother said, taking a swig of his beer.

    "We should get in touch with them," I said, pulling out my phone to make a note.

    "People really like incest, huh?" Kurt stated.

    "You don't?" Brock laughed. 

    "Well, I checked out those twins' page, and…" my brother started doing a jerk-off motion on his beer bottle, insinuating he bated to their twincest content.

    An hour later, Brock and I were cuddling next to my brother, while we were all watching a movie none of us was too interested in. Brock in particular seemed very frisky tonight. As far as I knew, he was the only one who hadn't blown a load today yet, and he kept running his hands all over my body, taking little note of the fact my brother was sitting right next to us. At this point, it was ridiculous to pretend like Kurt hadn't already seen us fuck, so why act modest?

    As the movie got lamer and lamer, Brock's hands traveled down my chest and abs, and landed on my cock, rubbing it through my shorts. Meanwhile, my brother was on my right-hand side and I noticed a smirk on his face, indicating Kurt was acutely aware of everything going on. And then…

    "Fuck me," I whispered in my boyfriend's ear while he was kissing my neck and massaging my crotch.

    "Right here?" Brock whispered, but he already knew the answer. His kisses continued to go down my body, from my neck to my nipples, down my abs, until his face was rubbing against my bulge, sniffing my cock like an eager puppy.

    To give Brock better access between my legs, I shifted my body, sitting sideways on the couch and straddling Brock. Next, he pulled out my dick which was already rock hard and put it in his mouth. As he did so, my arms got weak and I let my upper body drop, which meant my head landed right in my brother's lap.

    "You alright?" Kurt smirked, talking a swig of beer. "Comfy?"

    "Aha," I nodded, and let my boyfriend start to give me an amazing blowjob. During it, I lay with my head on my big brother's thigh, as thick as any pillow. Suddenly, Kurt started to absentmindedly run his fingers through my hair.

    "You used to do this when we were little and we'd watch TV together," I suddenly remembered and shared with my brother.

    "Ah, yeah," Kurt smiled. 

    "Fuck, I used to worship the ground you walked on," I told my brother, who looked away from the TV to look down at me, a smile still on his face. "You know, I used to go to sleep praying to wake up and be like you?"

    "Aww," he said, his face visibly softening up. And then, he made me melt when he said, "You're perfect just the way you are."

    I may've been melting on the inside, but my dick was still hard as a rock in my boyfriend's mouth. Brock's head bobbed up and down in my lap, and Kurt looked down my body to get a good view of my hard cock getting sucked. Then, my brother took one last swig of his beer and put the empty bottle down. Now, his left hand roamed to my left pec, and started twisting and pinching my nipple, while the fingers of his right hand continued to comb through my hair.

    "Fuck," I moaned, feeling an unexplainable amount of pleasure, sandwiched this way between my brother and my boyfriend. Brock was doing an excellent job at sucking my dick, and when I looked down I noticed his dick was out of his shorts and just as hard as mine. Brock was jacking himself off while blowing me, and I had a pretty good idea what was coming next.

    "Ptui!" my boyfriend spat loudly in his hand, and used it to lube up his cock. Now that my dick was no longer in Brock's mouth, it was leaking precum all over my belly. 

    "Impressive," Kurt said, nodding in admiration, getting the closest view of my hard cock that he's ever gotten.

    "Thank you," I replied. Like most younger brothers, I craved my big brother's approval, and I never dreamt I would get it in regards to my erection.

    Brock pulled my shorts and briefs off in one swift move, and held my legs up so he could get his face in between my ass cheeks. As soon as I felt his tongue inside my hole, I started to moan loudly, oozing so much precum it looked like a cumshot. The fact that my brother was still playing with my nip definitely contributed to it as well.

    "Does that feel good, getting your ass eaten?" Kurt asked, sounding genuinely curious.

    "Oh, fuck yes," I moaned while my boyfriend rimmed me. 

    "Huh," was all Kurt said. We remained in that position for about ten minutes, until Brock started scooting up, ready to drive his cock inside of me. He spat once again, his saliva landing right on my pucker.

    "No lube, huh?" my brother chuckled, making eye contact with Brock.

    "Oh, he doesn't need any," my boyfriend assured him. "He can take it."

    "I bet he can," Kurt laughed, having witnessed my bottoming prowess more than once by this point. The whole scene reminded me of Kurt spitting on his own cock earlier at the pool before pushing it inside the girl he was fucking.

    A second later, I could feel the tip of Brock's dick inside of me, and he started pushing in. I gasped and moaned in my brother's lap, while Kurt soothed me by saying "shhh" and stroking my hair. A few moments later, Brock's cock was fully inside of me and I let out a long exhale, relaxing into it.

    "Good job," Kurt commented, and I wasn't sure if he was talking to me or my boyfriend. The two of them made eye contact and then Kurt said, "Now, fuck my brother!"

    Brock did as he was told. Over the last few months of living with my brother, the two of them had become buddies and this was now one of the things they bonded over: me. Specifically: me being a shameless, cock-hungry slut who could take it anytime and anywhere. 

    Brock fucked me, pushing me more into my brother's lap with every thrust. Since Kurt was just in his underwear, I got a gorgeous closeup view of his body. I found myself instinctively reaching up and cupping one of Kurt's pecs, worshipping it for a moment before retreating my hand.

    "That's okay, you can keep going," my brother assured me, and I placed my hand back on his huge pec. I felt as my brother made his muscle bounce in my palm and I continued touching all of his torso, admiring it. 

    "You're so fucking hot," I said to Kurt with all sincerity. All these years later, and I still admired my brother as much as ever, if not more.

    "You fucker," Kurt chuckled, but he said it affectionately. He continued to run his fingers through my hair as my boyfriend fucked me faster and faster.

    "You gonna dump a load inside of him?" my brother asked, looking at Brock and talking about me like I wasn't there.

    "Fuck yeah. That's that he wants," my boyfriend replied.

    "Yeah? Is that what you want, huh, bro?" Kurt asked, looking down at me.

    "Aha," I whimpered, my hole hungry for cum.

    "Speak clearly when someone asks you a question," my brother said sternly.

    "Yes, that's what I want," I replied. "I want him to cum inside me. I need his sperm inside my guts," I added, getting a bit more descriptive than I'd intended.

    "You fucker," my brother repeated, this time with more of a growl than a chuckle.

    With Brock's dick poking my prostate, I felt close to cumming as well. I wrapped my right hand around my boner, which was covered in so much of my precum that it was nice and lubricated. Matching my stroking to the rhythm of Brock's thrusts, I edged myself until I couldn't take it anymore. Just then, my brother pinched my nipple much harder than before, really squeezing hard and sending shivers all over my body.

    "FUCK!" I shouted and started to blow my load, with my brother's fingers on my nip and my boyfriend's cock against my prostate. My cum shot out and I watched as it landed all over my upper body as well as all over my brother. If he was surprised, Kurt didn't show it: he didn't move a muscle to get away from my cumshot. 

    "Fuck," Brock panted. The scene pushed him over the edge and he started blowing his own load inside my hungry hole. 

    "That's right. Fill up my brother's cunt," my brother suddenly said to Brock. When I heard Kurt's words, I squeezed my cock harder and managed to milk out a few more spurts of cum, watching as they landed on my big brother's chest.

    It took a couple of minutes for Brock to calm down and pull his dick out of me. The two of us sat up right, trying to catch our breath. It was late, and we were ready for sleep. But first, there was something else to take care of.

    "You need to clean me up," my brother said, looking down at his chest with my cum dripping all over it. Maybe Kurt was just referring to me bringing him a towel, but I had something else in mind. I leaned in, and used my tongue to lick my cum off my brothers pecs and his torso. In the end, I sucked on one of his nipples for a few seconds, feeling like a baby nursing on a huge tit.

    "Hahaha. That tickles," Kurt giggled, an uncharacteristic sound coming from him. It made me smile and I continued for a moment longer before releasing his nip from my mouth.

    "Time to go to bed," Brock said and headed to our bedroom.

    "Good night," I said to my brother, still leaning in over his body.

    "Night, you," Kurt said and gave me a hug. As he did so, I went to give him a kiss on the cheek but when Kurt's head turned it ended up being a quick kiss on the lips instead. As I went to bed, I wondered if my brother could taste my cum that was on my lips when we kissed.