I hate my older brother, Carlos! He's a dick! He wasn't always that way. He changed after my dad died of prostate cancer several years ago. It's been tough without him but mom has managed to keep things together, despite Carlos being the black sheep of the family and the leader of a violent gang. I can't go into any details but they're well known in the area. Take my word for it when I say, "they're bad news".
I live with my mom (Kamila), older sister (Luz), and fuckface brother. I'm Dillon by the way. My mom is from Venezuela. She met my dad down there when he was on vacation with his buddies. They both claim it was love at first sight. My sister likes to joke it was more like "ass at first sight" because mom has a serious booty that's hard not to notice. In fact men from the porn industry have approached her on two occasions to see if she would do either magazine modeling or videos. They promised her a great career with lots of money. My dad used to chuckle when he heard about it but my mom was not amused. To be honest, she was really pissed by the offers. She felt it was degrading.
So, instead of living the life of a porn star, mom preferred the nine to five grind at American Apparel where she worked as a bookkeeper; she makes a decent salary and gets good benefits; if you can believe this, she's even appeared in one of their magazine ads, which I keep a copy of hidden in my room. They had her pose in profile with her hands pushing her hair up. She was wearing black leggings and a white t-shirt. Mom thought it was innocent yet sexy but everyone knew the ad focused on the amazing curve of her ass. I always wondered how many men jerked off to her image. I know I did.
Anyway, getting back to Carlos, he's a piece of shit and he has a reputation for being a badass; people only respect him out of fear. I don't blame them. He's done it all: drive-bys, robberies, gang fights—you name it. But what makes him even more of a low life is what he did to our mother.
One day my computer broke and I needed to finish a paper for school. I go to the local community college and I had to write an essay on my recent trip to the art museum. The assignment was due no later than tomorrow so I was kind of desperate. Seeing how Carlos was never home in the evenings, I decided to use his laptop that he and his homies stole from a warehouse a few months back. It was a top of the line Alienware, and you know how much those babies go for. They got their hands on boxes of these laptops and sold them off for fifty percent less on the streets.
At the risk of getting a beat down I wrote my paper on his computer. I was nervous as hell but I kept my ears sharp just in case I heard his car pull up. Finally, after two hours of typing, I got my paper done. I pretty much copied my handwritten notes and made a few minor changes. Since there was nothing left for me to do, I thought I'd do a little snooping. I couldn't believe the shit I found on his computer; this stuff could probably send Carlos away for life. The dummy actually had pics of the people he killed. Some of the images were too brutal for me to look at. Later for that.
What really got my attention was a folder called "Vidz" buried within several other folders. I decided to check it out. There were a ton of videos in there in no special order. I noticed some of the videos were of him fucking local whores. They were alright. I personally knew a few of them.
After that I was ready to call it quits when my eyes widened in surprise; I found six videos that read, "Mom's Ass 1", "Mom's Ass 2", "Mom's Ass 3"—you get the idea. I immediately clicked on the first one. It started it out in her bedroom with Carlos threatening to give my sister away to one of his boys unless mom performed sexual favors for him. She gasped in shock and then slapped him hard across the face. She cursed him out in Spanish. It took her a long time to calm down, but when she did, it was only to say, "I'm so disappointed in you, hijo". Carlos just stood there with his arms across his chest staring back at mom with dead eyes.
She put her head down and brushed her hair back over her ear and let out a loud sigh. "Look, I've seen you checking out my butt—don't think I haven't noticed! You're just like the filthy, old men in the neighborhood". That was the truth. Many men would make lewd remarks about mom's ass when she'd go to the market.
"So . . . if you promise to leave your sister alone—and don't you dare betray me on this—I'll let you have it". For mom to just come out and offer her ass like that meant she really wanted to make sure Carlos never harmed Luz. He barely thought about it and nodded his approval.
Before mom could react, he untied her robe and roughly yanked at the sides, causing the plush material to separate and fall to the carpet. Holy shit! My mom wasn't wearing a stitch of clothes! She looked better naked than a lot of women do wearing bikinis. Even after having three kids, she still had a flat stomach which in turn highlighted her trim bush.
Carlos wasted no time cupping his rough hands under her ample breasts. He raised them toward his face as he leaned down and eagerly kissed and sucked each nipple, causing them to harden into fat eraser-like tips.
For the next ten minutes, Carlos devoured mom's titties as his hands explored her body. With a ravenous hunger he kissed, sucked and licked her boobs as if he was trying to draw out her creamy milk. I knew that wasn't possible but the idea excited me.
