Date: Sat, 15 Nov 2003 00:13:03 -0800 (PST)
From: Jeremy Benner <jeremy0579@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Brother's Affiliation

DISCLAIMER: Do not proceed to read this story if you are under the age of
18. Also, do not proceed to read this story if you find incest or
homosexuality offensive in anyway. Thank you

This part of the story includes: anal sex only

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I vividly remember the night I caught my two brothers, Brian 18 and Ian
16, having sex. It was a Thursday night, around 9 PM, when I was on my
way to my apartment from my job and I decided to stop by my parents'
house and see what my family was up to. I never stop by to see them so my
mom is constantly calling me to tell me how we are growing apart and how
I show no interest in the family anymore. I thought if I surprised them
with a visit they would know I do care and love them.

When I reached the house I noticed that both of my brothers' cars were
in the driveway along with my moms' old, run down station wagon which
for some reason she still hasn't made an effort to get rid of.

With my house key I opened the door and started to yell out, "Hey! It's
me... Jeremy!" But the silence was definite. It was obvious no one was
around to hear me. The television was off in the living room along with
the kitchen, den, and dining room lights. The only light that was on was
the hallway light leading to the upstairs. I walked down the hallway and
made my way up the stairs. I turned the corner at the top of the stairs
and proceeded to walk down the hall to my brother Brian's room (I could
see his light was on from the crack below his door.) I passed by my old
room and only glanced in as I walked further down the hallway. When I
reached Brian's door, I got an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach
but I ignored it and went on to turn his doorknob.

When I opened the door, I first saw my reflection in Brian's mirror on
the wall straight in front of me. But almost in slow motion I turned my
head to the left and I could see two bodies thrashing around against each
other. At first it didn't register and my face slowly turned into a look
of confusion and bewilderment. But as my eyes focused on these two
figures I could see that it was my two brothers having sex. I stood there
completely and totally frozen as I watched my brother, Brian, bucking
against our younger brother, Ian's ass. Ian was on his side with his
left leg in the air and his right leg spread far apart and bent at the
knee against in the bed. He was feverishly stroking his hard cock as
Brian pumped his ass from behind him. Neither of them were talking or
making much noise for that matter, but it was evident that they both were
enjoying what they were doing.

Brian's head was buried in Ian's shoulder as he thrust repeatedly into
his hole. Both boys were breathing heavily and every so often Ian would
moan out gently and stroke his cock faster.

"I'm getting close," Brian whimpered against Ian's shoulder.

"Wait a little longer. I'm close too," Ian moaned back and began
meeting Brian's thrusts by rocking his hips back and forth.

Ian's eyes were closed and his head was rolled down to the side. He
looked so serious and absorbed in what he was feeling. He looked lost in
pleasure and completely unaware of anything but his hard dick and our
brother's cock moving in and out of him. Every few seconds his face
would contort into what looked like an expression of pain, but I knew
better than that. I could tell by the simple way he clutched his left
thigh to his chest with his left arm, that he was enjoying every inch of
Brian's dick. If he was feeling any pain, he sure as hell wasn't
complaining about it.

"Haaugh! Haaugh! Haaugh!! Harder...harder Bry..." Ian moaned

And my eyes stayed glued on my brothers as Brian obeyed Ian's demand and
began to fuck him harder and faster. I was transfixed on Brian's cock
rushing in and out of Ian's ass. My brothers' asshole looked tight,
pink, and wet. The sound of Brian's balls slapping against Ian's lubed
ass made my dick jump between my legs. My eyes looked back and forth from
Ian's tight ass, his lustful expression, and Brian's hips rocking
against our younger brothers' ass.

My brother's cock slid in and out so smoothly, like his dick was meant
to be there. In and out, in and out, making a wet noise that rang in my
ears. I felt myself getting hard through my jeans, but I paid no
attention to it. I just watched and watched as my youngest brother got
pounded.

Brian began to moan now; as opposed to just breathing heavily as he was
doing before. He stopped fucking Ian long enough to lift his head up from
our brothers' shoulder and start to move his body in a way to make it
possible for him to fuck Ian on his back with his legs spread (missionary
position.) I watched as my brother moved my youngest brothers' legs so
that they were around his waist, and he began pumping him. This sent Ian
into frenzy.

"Ohhhhh! Fuck! Augh! Auuugggh!" Ian groaned and put his hand on
Brian's ass and dug his fingers into his left butt cheek

"Ughn! Yes, squeeze my cock baby! Oh, I'm fucking close Ian. I'm
fucking clossse!"

Ian was still moaning and pushing Brian's ass into him with his hand.
And I watched in amazement as Ian's toes curled and uncurled with each
thrust Brian gave.

While all of this was going on, surprisingly enough, I felt like I was
watching something I had no business watching. I felt like I did when I
came across my dads penthouse magazines and I ran to my bathroom and
began to furiously stroke my cock as I flipped through the pages.

"Ian, oh baby..." my brother moaned, but the rest of his gentle words
didn't make it to my burning ears. Brian bent down to kiss our brother
as he continued to fuck his brains out.

I heard muffled moans as I watched them make out with each other.

"I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum so fucking hard!" Ian said
quickly, turning his lips away from Brian's.

I wanted to walk away from this scene and figure out what I'd do as I
drove home, but I couldn't. My eyes were focused on this dirty, taboo
sex.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ooooh auuughhh!" Ian moaned so loud. His voice
gradually got softer and he began just making "Whooo, whoo, mmmmm,
uggh" noises.

Brian continued to fuck our brother even harder and then all of a sudden
he quickly exited Ian's ass and started to jerk his cock so fast until
he erupted on Ian's chest and probably face (I couldn't really see
because Brian had his back to me.)

Unlike Ian, Brian didn't cry out. He just made short guttural groans
from deep inside his throat as his body shook and quivered
uncontrollably.

"Nuugnh Nuugnh! Nuuggnh!"

As Brian's orgasm subsided, he started to roll over and slowly turn over
onto his back so that he was lying beside Ian. As he did this, I watched
as his expression changed from a look of total relaxation and relief to a
look of panic and anxiety as his eyes focused on me standing in his door
way. I just continued to stand there with my mouth partly open and my
eyes held on my brother looking at me.

"Oh my God," Brian said quickly as he yanked his nearby blanket over
his exposed body.

This shook me from my daze and I stumbled backward out of his room and
walked, with wobbly legs, down the stairs to the living room.

I have never been a confrontational person. I have always been passive
and submissive, so I couldn't find the words when my brothers turned
their attention on to me. I couldn't bring myself to yell out, "What
the fuck are you two doing? This is sick! You're brothers! I can't
believe what I just saw. I'm ashamed of you both!" But then again,
those thoughts didn't even cross my mind when I saw my brothers having
sex. I didn't want to yell at them. I didn't want to do anything but
walk away and wish that I had never seen them together.

I thought about leaving, but what good would that have done? I wanted to
talk to them. I wanted to know how this started, when it started, why it
started. If I left, I would have to come back and face it later which I
thought would be ten times harder than just staying and facing it then.

I went to the kitchen and got a can of Sprite which I chugged down faster
than I knew my throat could handle. I sat at the kitchen table thinking
about what I would say to my brothers. I decided that I would handle this
situation very objectively, and I would listen to them before I spoke. I
would talk to them as their older brother and not as mom or dad would.

"I'll be calm. Everything will be fine," I said to myself. But the
words seemed ridiculous. I had just seen my younger brothers fucking each
other for crying out loud! The shock and awkwardness of the whole
situation made me feel physically sick and light headed. I wanted no more
than to rush out the front door, jump in my car, speed off, and pray that
what I saw was just a dream.

My hard-on had diminished, but my balls ached for relief. I was too
caught up in the complexity of the situation to care though. I just
wanted my brothers to come down from the room and face me, but as time
passed they never did. So I was forced to climb those stairs again and
enter Brian's room with the intent to talk things over.

To be continued...

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