Warning: Incest!
All the characters in this story are over eighteen-years-old.
Eric:
Sam came home with dad a day ago. I have been way too nervous and excited since his arrival. Excited because he is my only brother that I have not seen for so long. Nervous because I wanted to tell him something.
I had to tell him that I might be gay. Well, I'm pretty sure I am gay by now at 20. And I wanted to come out to my brother first, before anything.
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I was always confused about my sexuality since I was young. It wasn't until I dated a woman before I got to know myself better.
I asked out my crush Kelly when we were 18 and she said yes. I was ecstatic when she said that she would love to go out on a date with me.
I still remember that day quite vividly. I was so happy at the time that I got back home as soon as I could. I remember wanting to tell my brother that I finally got a girlfriend. Sam was almost 21 at that time.
I went home a little earlier than usual and caught my brother pulling up his underwear hastily. I heard him throwing the TV remote away. The TV was off, which I assumed he was watching porn on. I found it a little weird considering I saw our father's car parked outside the house.
Maybe Sam found it thrilling to get naked and jerk off like that. He was embarrassed after seeing me. He was only wearing underwear and his entire body was glistening with sweat. His hair was also completely wet, and he was trying to catch his breath.
As he turned away from me in shame, I felt a pang of jealousy and admiration at the view of his bare well-toned back. As I looked down at his tight and round butt being barely covered by the briefs; I wondered what it would be like to hold them for a brief moment. I was curious to know if that ass was as soft as it looked, or if it was hard and muscular, while appearing soft.
I remember trying to reduce his embarrassment by talking to him like nothing was out of the ordinary.
"Sam!" I said excitedly. "I asked Kelly out and she said yes."
"That's great dude." Eric slowly turned around to look at me. "She's really hot, and she also seems like a nice person."
"Yeah, dude," I paused, momentarily being distracted by the slight tenting on his underwear. "She has always been nice to me."
"Well then, you probably should have asked her out sooner then." Sam flinched as he said that and took a step back.
"Why do you say that?" I was curious at the moment.
"It sounds like she's been into you for quite some time, that's all." Sam wobbled a little as he took another step back.
"There's no need to worry now, right?"
"Of course not!" He was slowly walking backwards, rubbing his feet against the floor much thoroughly. "She waited for you, and said yes. That's a keeper in my book."
I remember being so happy after hearing that. I always knew that Kelly was beautiful, intelligent and kind. But it was another thing to get that reassurance from your brother. I remember looking down at his crotch once again.
There was no wet spot. It meant that he was about to go soft without relieving his pressure. Being a man myself, I knew how uncomfortable that feeling can get. And I was more or less responsible about it by talking so much about my girlfriend.
I felt sorry for him at the time. For a brief moment, I wanted to ask him if I could help him get off. Maybe if I got down on my knees and pulled down his underwear, his penis would get hard again. And I would be able to take him in my mouth and give him a much needed release.
I stopped thinking about my brother's dick once he almost tripped and fell on his ass. He was backed up against dad's bedroom at the moment when he turned around and almost rant o his own room.
Once Sam shut the door to his bedroom, I went back to the TV and turned it on. The curiosity was eating away at me and I had to see it. And there it was. Sam was watching gay porn while masturbating. It was a porn involving daddy son role play where a young twink was getting down on all fours for a much older man. I was rock hard at the scenario, but had to turn the TV off and run to my own room. I went straight to the showers and masturbated while thinking about sucking dicks.
That was not the first time I had fantasized about dicks. I had always been more drawn to the porn scenes where the huge dick of the male porn star was at the centre of the show.
I definitely was attracted to girls as well, or so I thought. And with a girlfriend as hot as Kelly, I knew I had nothing to worry about.
--
Over the next two months, I quickly realized that although I really like Kelly as a person. I was not actually sexually attracted to women.
I had to break up with her and she seemed understanding about it all. She probably also figured out along the way, and was nice about it all.
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That night, I went home to find my father and my older brother Sam watching a romantic movie together. I only glanced at them once. I saw the two of them cosily snuggled with each other, with a look of content on their faces.
At the moment, the two of them did not seem like a father son duo. They seemed like a loving couple in a fulfilling relationship. As I went to my room and laid down, I thought about sitting close with Kelly like that.
Maybe if I worked hard, we could make it as a couple. But it hurt deep inside me thinking that I was not really into women. Maybe if I tried, I could have a 'normal' life with her. But that was all in the past now. I was the one that pulled the trigger.
Five minutes later, there was a knock on my door. Sam wanted to ask me if everything was alright. Being the brother that he is, he figured out something was wrong just by looking at my face.
I lied to him at the time, telling him that Kelly broke up with me. Sam consoled me by telling me that it was not the end of the world. He then invited me to join him and dad for movie night. I was reluctant at first, but gave in at his persistence. Sam told me to get changed into something comfortable and get out of my room.
As soon as I walked out of my room, dad asked me if I had a proper dinner or not. I said I did not and dad gave a disappointed look at Sam. Sam quickly got up and reheated pizza for me.
We then watched an action comedy movie together. I was seated in between Sam and dad. I remember feeling oddly comfortable and complete by being in the middle of the two of them.
The stark difference between their bodies was fascinating to me. To my right, was the hard muscled and hairy body of my father. And to my left was my slightly less hairy and lean older brother.
Despite being in absolute shit mood only an hour ago, I felt something serene wash over me as I was cuddled up with my family. At that moment, I knew that it did not matter if I was gay or straight. These two people would always love me.
--
I just have to come out to Sam first. Should be a pretty easy thing to do. I just walk up to his room, and tell him I'm gay. That's it. I'm 20 now, and time is not going to stand still for me.
But things have been a little different since he's moved away for college. I knew he is still the same person he always was. But we have grown slightly distant. We don't talk like we used to.
He did hug me for a long time right as he came inside the house. It smelled like he had showered pretty recently. But I could still smell something else behind the lavender soap fragrance. It smelled like he had been masturbating, quite recently.
But that could not be! He was out with our dad for quite some time.
Sam:
I was so happy to see Eric after such a long time. I dropped my bags and grabbed him in a tight hug as soon as I saw him. For some reason, Eric seemed a little nervous about something.
I mean, we don't hang out anymore since I moved out. But I didn't want him to feel like I was growing distant or anything.
Sure I have to hide the fact that I have been fucking daddy every chance we get. But I still didn't feel like keeping any other secrets between us.
