This story is a sequel to

Making My Straight Brother a Porn Star

 

SAWYER:

    When my straight brother decided to get a side hustle as an amateur porn star (or "content creator"), neither of us expected it to go as far as it did. I was the one who helped Kurt out with everything, since most of his audience consisted of gay men and I knew how to market to them. Now, a year and a half later, Kurt and I had both quit our jobs, making porn production our full-time project. He even bought a huge house for us in a gorgeous suburb in Connecticut, where we lived together with my boyfriend Brock.

    Our new home allowed us to shoot dozens of videos by our pool over the summer, which was fun. However, as Labor Day came and passed, we all begrudgingly accepted the fact it was time to say goodbye to summer, and get ready for the New England winter. 

    "Let's go to Mom and Dad's cabin before it gets too cold," my brother suggested during the first week of September. Our parents owned a cottage up in the Catskills, not far from where Kurt and I grew up. "We can shoot some videos in the woods there. I'm sure they'll be a hit with the fans."

    I liked Kurt's idea. After creating so much content, we were weary of getting repetitive, so we always tried to come up with new locations and scenarios. Unfortunately, there was only so much we could do. Most of our vids took place either at our house or at various locations around New York City. Our fans loved watching us fuck in public, but we'd already done it in every gym and public bathroom and subway station that we could get away with. Shooting some clips in the middle of a forrest would be something new for us, and the scenery this time of year, as summer slowly turned to fall, was especially beautiful.

    "Okay, let's do it!" I agreed.

    The following Friday evening, we drove up to the Catskills, where we were greeted by an unexpected sight: our parents' car in the driveway.

    "Shit. Did you know Mom and Dad would be here?" I asked Kurt as he parked his car behind our parents'.

    "No. I knew they came here last weekend for Labor Day, but I didn't know they'd stayed. Guess we'll have to share a bedroom," my brother winked at me.

    We went inside the cabin and greeted our parents, who were even more surprised to see us. We explained that we just wanted to get away for a weekend, and we spent the rest of the evening catching up with them, drinking some of Dad's favorite cognac, and watching a movie as a family. 

    On Saturday morning, my brother and I woke up naked side-by-side. I always got horny sharing a bed with Kurt (no surprise there, especially considering how fucking jacked my brother was getting) but we both wanted to save our loads for the camera, so there was no funny business during the night. 

    "You think Mom and Dad are up?" Kurt asked, his morning boner waving in my face as he got out of bed.

    "I can't hear them," I replied, and I quickly reached for a taste of my brother's dick. Pulling him in, I took his manhood in my mouth and sucked on it for a few sweet seconds before he fought me off.

    "Stop, you gon make me cum. I promise you a big load later," Kurt said, withdrawing his penis and giving me a quick kiss on the lips. 

    We took a piss, brushed our teeth, and put on some underwear before going down to the kitchen for coffee. I was wearing white briefs, but Kurt had opted for a red pair which I'd bought him, which looked incredibly sexy on him, especially considering that he was still sporting a semi in the briefs' snug pouch. Since the house was so quiet, we both expected to find the kitchen empty. To our surprise, our father was in there, shirtless, reading something on his phone while sipping his coffee.

    "Morning. I didn't expect to see you boys up this early," Dad said. "Your mom's in town getting breakfast for everyone. Not enough food in the house, with you here."

    "Is there more coffee ready?" I asked hopefully.

    "No, sorry. Like I said, didn't think you'd be up at this hour," Dad replied. That probably explained his state of semi-undress as well. Normally, we weren't the type of household to walk around like this. Even though my brother and I were SUPER open with each other now, it still felt awkward to be nearly naked in front of our father.

    "Well, I better go get dressed," Dad said. When he stood up, I realized he was also wearing a pair of red briefs, just like Kurt! Of course, Dad's underwear was nowhere nearly as form-fitting and revealing as what my brother was wearing, but it was funny to see them matching. Dad and Kurt must've thought the same thing, because they both laughed.

    "I always took you for a boxers man, Dad," my brother said. "Pretty sure that's all I've seen you wear."

    "Yeah well, you ain't seen me in my underwear in a while," Dad noted. 

    "Can't believe you're both wearing red," I said in amusement. "I gotta take a picture of this. Stand side by side."

    My brother and Dad put one arm around each other and stood in front of me, smiling and waiting for me to take their picture. Kurt used his free hand to quickly adjust his obscenely large bulge, since his cock was at risk of popping out. 

    "Okay okay, enough fooling around," Dad said after I'd snapped a few pics. "I'm headed upstairs. Y'all make your own coffee."

    As Kurt got to work on the caffeine, I looked at my phone and asked, "Do you think I should post some of these photos in our VIP group? Our fans would love to see 'em. I can put an emoji over Dad's face to hide it."

    Since FansOnly and other platforms wouldn't allow us to post incest content, Kurt and I had a secret group for our hardcore fans, where they paid a higher price to get access to videos of us fucking each other. Considering their interest in incest, I knew they would LOVE to see a photo of our father and Kurt in their underwear. Looking at the pic right now, even I was growing hard.

    People had always said that I looked more like Dad than Kurt did. In the past I might have agreed, but now that we were older I was feeling like the two of them had more similarities. Dad was hairy, and if Kurt wasn't trimming his body hair I think they might have looked even more alike. Our father had a somewhat burly look, which was a lot like Kurt's body had been when he'd first moved to New York, before his porn career (and the rigid fitness routine and meal planning) had begun.

    Dad's old-school tattoos definitely set them apart. I remember being fascinated by them when I was little, and I wondered if Kurt had been as well. Even though our father was the more reserved one, something about his look made him seemed like more of a bad boy compared to Kurt's clean-cut "DILF jock" look. Of course, anyone looking at this picture would raise an eyebrow at my brother's very obvious hard-on snaking up one side of his briefs... the head was only about an inch away from where Kurt's hip was touching Dad's. Our father was totally unaware of his son's turgid state as they smiled for the photo. And he was also unaware of how much this image would have our incest-loving subscribers drooling over their screens.

    "Yeah, as long as you hide Dad's face, I think it's fine," Kurt said, taking a sip of the fresh coffee he'd made. 

    I went ahead and posted the pic. Little did I know, I was opening Pandora's box.

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    An hour later, Kurt and I went for a hike in the woods with our tripod, looking for a suitable location to shoot a video. We found a small clearing with good light that would last for a few hours. Kurt set up a tent as a prop (we'd be "on a camping trip" in this video) and I got the camera secured on the tripod. As I had hoped, the signal out here was strong enough that we could do a livestream. We'd teased to the VIP group that we might be doing something like this today, and before I stepped away I could see that nearly a hundred subscribers were already online and waiting. We stripped down to our underwear and got going with the scene. 

    As planned, we ran through a bit of dialogue establishing the setting and situation that our characters found themselves in. While the sex Kurt and I had was hot and thrilling on its own, the dialogue in the videos usually overemphasized our biological relationship which always made things even more arousing. Knowing that we were recording our incest for an eager and ever-growing audience still drove us both wild.

    As we began stroking our own cocks and making out, the lust and passion surging between us was very real, even though the actions were planned out in advance. Feeling my brother's tongue in my mouth and his cock in my hand always got my precum flowing steadily. I felt my heart start beating faster as the urge to blow my load quickly got stronger. The pent-up desire from this morning's play returned, and I nearly lost my nut when Kurt suddenly crouched down and swallowed my cock, taking most of my length on the first plunge.

    "Oh fuck... you do that so good, bro," I moaned, meaning every word. My brother seemed to genuinely enjoy sucking my cock, as well as Brock's, but when we were recording I often felt an added vigor in his efforts. He'd admitted to me recently that sucking his own brother's cock and then posting video of it online still felt incredibly taboo and was thus one of his favorite things to shoot. I certainly had no complaints.

    When we switched positions and I finally got my nose in Kurt's trimmed pubes and my throat stretched by his thick shaft, I was also able to lose myself in the transgressive thrill of it all. I moaned loudly every time I caught a breath and stroked myself nearly to the point of cumming. I considered blowing my load while my brother was skull-fucking me with a slow and intense rhythm, but I knew the fans loved it best when I came with Kurt's dick in my ass.

    We'd planned the positioning for maximum exposure, of course. I braced myself against a tree trunk and leaned over so that Kurt could hook an arm under one of my legs, lifting it high and giving the camera an excellent view of my hungry hole. As he pushed his cock in, he leaned in the same direction and wrapped his other hand around my neck. This allowed me to fully relax, supported by both my brother and the tree and ensuring Kurt could freely begin slamming his pelvis against my ass and getting as deep as possible.

    "Fuck yeah, Sawyer," Kurt said loudly. "Your ass feels fucking amazing around my cock." I squeezed my abdominal muscles in response, knowing that the flexing was both visible on the video and a mutually enjoyable sensation for the dick deep inside me.

    After a few minutes, I felt his hand move up to the side of my jaw and two of his fingers slid into my mouth. I greedily sucked on them, loving that my big brother was working both my holes. It was moments like this that I wished there were somehow two Kurts who could spit roast me together, filling me with family cock at either end. Sometimes just the thought of that was enough to make me bust a nut and I could feel myself getting close.

    I was usually able to tell when Kurt was close to cumming and I always made an effort to sync our climaxes as best we could, especially for scenes like this where we'd planned for him to breed me deep. The fans loved it when he would pull out slowly after he'd finished and I'd allow his seed to spill out, often right onto his softening cock. My eyes were closed and I knew we were both almost there.

    Suddenly… a familiar voice boomed from somewhere near the tripod.

    "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING?!!"

    I opened my eyes and felt my hole tighten, startled to see our father standing right there and staring at us with a look of utter disbelief on his face.​