Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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***All characters are 18 years or older. The following story is purely fictional.***
I live in a family in which all the men are tall and strong, confident and full of charisma. Except me, I am the opposite of them. I am short and weak, no confidence and lacking in charisma. On the other hand, my brother Tom, who is 21, is just like the rest of the family. I envy the relationship he has with our father and his brothers, our uncle's. They are always going out on trips and talking about women and I'm always nowhere to be found.
My father doesn't despise me neither does he hate me, but he hates that I turned out to be as I am. Did I have any choice to stay short? The only thing that he ever encourages me to do is to try find myself a girlfriend. He always gives me an example with my brother. Tom is always around girls and having sex. But little does my father know that I am different from him in that area too.
See, because of the way he thinks, I can't even enjoy the things I like. First, I'm gay. I fantasize about bottoming for a hot guy but because of my current situation, sex is nowhere to be seen. Secondly, I also fantasy about wearing women clothing, mostly lingerie. But, yet again, I can't. I can't do any of this. At school there are some gay boys that I talk to but as soon as I see or think I see my brother coming I flee the scene.
Today is my 18th birthday; happy birthday to me. This is that day that comes once in a year where my father gets a bit drunk and gives me the same speech over and over again about how I don't do and act like him and my brother. I wake up and go take a shower. I decided to shave my whole body today so that I am extra smooth for my not so special day. I step out of the shower and admire myself in the mirror.
I look at my short, lean, smooth body and below average dick. I turn around to admire the rest of my body, especially my ass. As I grab my round smooth bubble butt, I ask my butt the same question that I always do: "When are you going to take your first dick?"
As I got downstairs for breakfast, I found my brother and father talking. Tom was telling him about this new girl that he's dating and how wild she is. Obviously, my father invites me to listen to my brother so that maybe I get tempted. My brother isn't like my father, personality wise. He immediately stopped talking about this new girl that he's now dating.
Later that day, my brother asked me if he could talk to me about something a bit sensitive. What did I think it may be? Absolutely no idea.
"Hey what's up?" I asked my brother.
"Yeah, uh, I don't even know where and how to begin on this," he said, scratching his head.
"Well, what is it on?" I said.
"It's about my girlfriend," he said, "I kind of have a problem of sorts."
"What about?" I replied, afraid of any advice I might end up saying to him.
"Yesterday as I was over at her house, we had sex," he said.
"So? You say you have had sex plenty of times before," I said instantaneously.
"But this is different," he said.
"Different how dude, you aren't making much sense right now," I told him.
"Let me continue," he said, "as we were having sex, she told me that she wanted anal, but I didn't want to."
"Why didn't you? Most guys would beg to get some anal going on and you refused?" I said, thinking to myself that I am the one begging for some.
"Sure, it's all good when you think about it but when you are on the spot, about to put your dick in her ass," he said as he paused, "I don't know, I froze. I never did anal before."
"Well next time just lube up plenty and push it in slowly," I said.
"Could you give me advice on it?" he asked.
"Tom, I guess you know that you came to the wrong guy about sex advice," I replied.
"I think I came to the right guy; you are gay and all," he said with a cool tone.
I froze, how did he know?
"Oh, come on, don't play dumb with me," he said, "whenever I see you talking to somebody at school, it's always a gay guy. Every time."
"Please don't tell dad. He'll kill me," I begged him.
"Don't worry. My intention wasn't to blackmail you or anything. Your secret is safe with me," he assured me, "I just thought that you might have any useful tips since you only have to put it in an ass."
"Well, I actually don't," I replied.
"What do you m-, are you saying that you bottom for guys," he said, shocked.
"yes, I am a bottom, but I never had sex before with someone else so technically I never bottomed for nobody. Except for a dildo," I replied confidently.
"Oh, so you are experienced, see?" he said, "and what do you to prepare for the dildo?"
"As I already told you, just lube up plenty," I replied.
"Well, I still am not convinced," he said, "tomorrow we are seeing each other again and I told her that I would be ready."
After that, Tom left, and the conversation stopped there. The day went on and eventually came the famous speech from my dad. This year was a bit more special being my 18th birthday. He was more drunk than usual, and he told me that although I am 18 now, I still am not a real man. The only thing that I wanted to say to him in reply to that was that I am such a man that I just gave his favorite son sex tips. But I didn't want to drag Tom into this and kept my mouth shut.
After the speech I pretty much locked myself in the room. I kept hearing my dad blabbering downstairs for what seemed like an eternity. And finally, there was some quite in the house, I could hear myself think again.
Nighttime fell and the house was still conquered by serenity and peacefulness. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door. I thought that it was my father, maybe he left something out in his speech and wanted to say it to me, but it was Tom.
"Door's open," I told him, "What's up?"
"Hey," he said as he entered the room, "how are you feeling?"
"Oh, I am fine don't worry. I got used to this now," I replied.
"I wish I could have said something to stop him, but you know that it would just make it worse for you," he said.
"Yeah, I know, I know." I replied.