Britt & Her Brothers

The following morning, I woke up to my arm wrapped around Jesse while facing him. I couldn't believe what we had done. Don't get me wrong; I absolutely did not regret one moment of it. What we did changed me, and I knew I needed to be careful because it wasn't like we could go public with it. I have loved my brothers more than anything in the world, and still do, but I was worried about how they were making me feel. Even what Ben attempted made me feel desirable, and I liked it. What Jesse did made me feel like a woman, which I don't always get to feel that way. My only fear was that Jesse was going to wake up and regret what we did. I also realized that at some point, I would need to tell him about Ben getting handsy with me. I wondered how Jesse would react to this.

I didn't need to wait long because Jesse woke up and turned to face me. He sweetly asked, "Are you mad?"

I could feel my smile; even though I wanted to be strong, I couldn't help but smile. I blurted out, showing my hand, "Fuck, no. Are you?" So much for my tough exterior, I thought.

Jesse laughed as he leaned in and kissed me. He quickly got on top of me as we kissed without a care in the world. We had slept naked so once he was between my legs I felt the head of his dick rubbing on my slit. Within seconds, I got wet. Jesse wasn't wasting any time. When he said he was going to take me whenever he wanted, he wasn't lying. As he pushed deep inside of me, I let out a guttural moan, "Fuck, Jesse. You feel so good inside of me. I love when you take it from me," I played with my words.

Jesse pulled out of me and demanded, "Flip over. I want to fuck you from behind." His tone was menacing as he took complete control of me.

I did as he told me. I got on my hands and knees as he got behind me and grabbed my hips as he plunged his dick into me sending me into sexual tailspin. "Oh, my fucking God, Jesse," I moaned as our skin slapped together with every thrust. My moans were louder than I ever remember them being. Then Jesse's hand came crashing down on my ass. "FUCK," I screamed from the sting and excitement of what he was doing to me. I followed up by moaning, "You like my phat ass, Jesse?"

Jesse didn't disappoint as his hand came crashing down on my ass again before grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulling me back. "You like it rough...Don't you, Sis?"

Being manhandled by him was acting as an aphrodisiac for me. I had never been treated the way my brother was treating me. My vulnerability and his unapologetic masculinity are what I had always craved but could never find. Now here I was having the best sex of my life with my brother. He made me feel like a woman, and I loved it. "Fuck, Jesse. I love how you fuck me. Please Jesse...Fuck me more. Do what you want to me...Please," I begged him. In that moment, he could do whatever he wanted to me, and I would love him regardless.

Suddenly, I heard Jesse let out a husky groan. I knew what was happening when he yelled, "FUCK!" I felt his cum flowing throughout my pussy and he unloaded in me while gripping my hips so that I couldn't prevent him from his conquest. Again, I am on birth control, but I have never let anyone cum inside of me. Shit, I barely had unprotected sex. But, feeling him explode inside of me, while having him hold me by my hips so I couldn't prevent it, was intoxicating for me.

We collapsed on the bed. If either of us were going to blame drinking for what happened, we now lost that excuse. I needed to keep my feelings in check, so I didn't make it weirder than it already was. I was having a hard time finding words as I stared at my brother. He asked me, "You ok?"

"Yeah, why?"

Jesse smirked at me, "Because you're staring at me like you want to say something."

Without thinking, I blurted out, "I just fucking love you so much, that's all." I couldn't believe I had just said that to him. I realized he knew I loved him, but what I was saying was something different.

Jesse didn't make it awkward; he maintained his smirk and told me, "I love you, too, Sis."

Jesse got up to shower as I laid in bed using the shirt he ripped from my body to wipe his seed that was leaking from me. While lying there, all I could think about was how he ravished me. I had never felt like this before, and kept replaying everything in my head while wanting more. I loved his reckless abandon, his assertiveness, his confidence, and how vulnerable I felt to him.

Once he was out of the shower, I hurried in to take mine. Once we were both clean, we decided to go into town and have breakfast at the local diner. Ben was going to meet us there because Jesse needed his car and would need to go home at some point, even though I wished he didn't. I kept reminding myself, 'Don't be weird with him, Brit. Keep your shit under control, Brit. Don't ruin it, Brit,' was what I was saying over and over in my head.

On the ride to the diner, I told Jesse, "Hey...I gotta tell you something embarrassing that happened with Ben last night."

Jesse started snickering, "What did he do?" His tone made me think that he was aware of something.

"Well, he...um...tried to feel me up when you were making our drinks," I said, awkwardly.

Jesse told me, "Pull the car over for a second." I got nervous that he was mad at me or Ben, so I pulled over nervously. Once I was safely on the side of the road, Jesse started speaking again. "Look, Sis, I love you and Ben more than anything in the world. I hope we can keep doing what we did last night and this morning. There is no one I wanted to be with more than you. Ben and I would joke about the crushes we had on you. The three of us have never had secrets, and we have shared things our whole lives. All we have is each other. I hope you weren't mean to him last night? If you were you really need to make it right. As much as I enjoy being with you, I don't want us to sacrifice Ben to be with each other."

Again, I have never been intimidated by anyone, let alone either of my brothers. I agreed with Jesse, we couldn't sacrifice Ben. "I wasn't mean to Ben, Jesse. Why would you think that? It was partially my fault. I put his hand under the blanket, and he got a little frisky. I told him to stop, and he did. He was fine about it. What do you want me to do? Do you really think I want to lose Ben? Are you serious? I love both of you and would do anything for the two of you!" I pleaded.

"Did you like it when he touched you? I'm not jealous, I'm just curious," Jesse asked in an information seeking way.

I didn't know where this conversation was going, and I was terrified of losing my brothers. I answered him as honestly as I could with the hope that I didn't disgust him or piss him off. "To be honest, it was fine. I couldn't believe he did it the day after our make-out session and felt like it was a whirlwind twenty-four hours. I mean, you both said you had crushes on me, then we made out, and the next night he felt me up. I was dizzy from all the attention the two of you were giving me. This is all getting confusing and out of control. I told you I wanted us to continue what we are doing, and I don't know what else you want from me. Please stop confusing me." I felt like no matter what I said, I wasn't going to win. For the first time, I felt like I was going to lose people who meant the world to me.

Jesse leaned over to me, bringing me into his arms. I was on the brink of tears when he pressed his lips to mine. We both opened our mouths as our tongues met. We sat there kissing for a minute when he pulled away. Jesse told me, "Look, I love you, and I don't know how to say this."

I felt the blood drain from me. I thought he was going to tell me that we couldn't continue. Then he shocked me, "I know we said that we wouldn't have sex with anyone else. But...Yeah...Here's the deal. Please don't get mad at me,"

I cut him off, "What the fuck, Jesse. If we are over just fucking say it. Don't beat around the bush, I can fucking handle," Without warning, Jesse kissed me again.

"Let me finish," his demanding tone was back. "What I was going to say is, even though we agreed to only have sex with each other, I won't be mad if Ben is someone you had sex with. I think the three of us are so close that I would not be mad about that. Before you start saying you're not this, and you're not that, I already know you aren't. All I'm saying is, I wouldn't be mad. I will keep my end of the bargain and not have sex with other people. That's all I'm saying. Something happened with Ben, and you didn't flip out on him, which means you thought about it. As long as it's not with someone else, I'm fine with it."

All of this took me aback. He wasn't wrong about my not flipping out. I don't hide my anger well whenever someone pisses me off. Everyone knows this because I go nuts when I'm pissed. I was slightly hurt that if I had sex with someone else, it wouldn't bother him, even if it was our brother. I needed clarity on this. "Are you telling me you wouldn't be mad at me, or are you encouraging me to do it?"

Jesse snickered at me again, "I'm not encouraging or discouraging you to do it. What I'm saying is with him, I won't be mad. You're a big girl; the rest is up to you. You know he knows you, too. The fact that you didn't flip out on him means he will probably try again."

"How do you know he will?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Because when you said you wouldn't be mad if I tried to kiss you, it encouraged me to dare you to do it. I'd say it worked out for me. Don't ya think?"

It was at this point that I realized he was right. Ben knows me just as well as Jesse. The minute I joked about it, Ben probably got the impression that I would at least think about it. "You say you won't be mad, but I don't believe that," I challenged Jesse.

Jesse asked me, "Do you trust me?"

"Yes, Jesse, I trust you."

"Then trust me on this. I wouldn't be mad. Just don't keep secrets, that would piss me off. And, if Ben finds out that we kept this a secret he'll be pissed. We need to figure something out, but you're the one who always comes up with ideas, so I will leave that to you." Jesse was right, but I couldn't do with Ben what I had done with Jesse, i told myself. I told my brother we needed to get to the diner before Ben wondered where we were.

When we got to the diner, the owner's daughter, Maddie, waited on us like she did every time we came to the diner. I think she had a crush on my brothers, even though I knew she had no shot at them. I think she was the same age as them. I loved her bubbly personality and how she provided services when we ate there. Ben was sitting in a booth waiting for us. We ordered our food as Ben complained about us always keeping him waiting for us, and how we didn't treat him as an equal. Jesse was playing along with Ben's complaining while smirking at me. "Yeah, Britt, when are you going to let Ben drink with us? You said you would let him," he said with his devilish a smirk on his face.

I kicked his shin under the table. "Well, how about my house on Saturday? If I let you drink, there are rules. One, you have to stay at my house, which means Mom is on her own for the night. Two, you cannot tell people I let you drink. Do we have a deal?"

Ben and Jesse were like me with their smartass comments. Ben told us, "It's about fucking time you two treated me like an equal. You have a deal. I can't promise that Mom won't blow up your phones, though. I know I'm turning my ringer off. And, by the way, Britt, this won't be my first time drinking. It'll just be my first time drinking with you. So, I want the watermelon slush too."

"Gee, I wonder who you have drunk with," I said with my own smirk. "I don't care what you drink, just know that I will not be taking care of you if you overdo it. You want to be an adult, well, welcome to adulthood." As I was sitting there, it dawned on me that they were going to be leaving together, which meant I wouldn't have Jesse all to myself tonight. I really wish Ben had his own car, I thought to myself. I really wish my brothers lived with me, especially Jesse.

When we finished our lunch, I told my brothers that I needed to run errands and do my laundry, but otherwise, I'd be home. Jesse asked, "Do you want us to come over later? I don't have anything planned for today except to take a shower and do my laundry, which I can do at your house. What do you think, Ben, are you up to hang with our sister today?"

Ben told us, "Sounds like a plan. I'm game."

My immediate thoughts went to how I could get Jesse to stay when they got to my house. I told them I would make them dinner and meet them back at my place in a few hours. Once we were separated, I rushed to the supermarket and got groceries. I wanted to have enough time to myself to take a bath and shave my area, just in case I got lucky with Jesse again.

When I got home, I quickly put everything away and ran the bath for myself. While in the tub, all I could think about was Jesse, then my mind drifted to our conversation about Ben, and how he reacted to finding out what Ben had attempted. I fantasized about both while I sprawled out in the tub. I couldn't believe what I was thinking about. I wondered if Ben was aggressive like Jesse, and if so, would he be that way with me if I allowed it. Then, my brain went right back to Jesse ripping my shirt and telling me he was in charge. The confusion about who I was turning into was driving me insane. I thought to myself, 'Knock it off, Britt. You have already done something that you should regret; don't do anything else. You're just deprived.' Once I touched my clit, I heard my brothers ringing the bell. Great, I thought, of course they showed up when I was getting ready to take care of myself.

I jumped out of the tub, and wrapped a towel around myself to let them in. As they followed me into the living room, Ben commented, "Jeez, Britt. No need to tease us."

I giggled and told my brother, "Trust me, Ben, you couldn't handle if I decided to tease you. Now, stop staring at my ass," as I walked into my bedroom and closed the door. What he didn't know was how worked up my body and brain were. It wasn't my intention to answer the door like this, but I lost track of time because of the thoughts I was having about them. And now that they were here, I was nervous, which was new for me. Maybe I was overthinking everything because of what Jesse and I did, or his comments about Ben and me doing things together, or because I let Ben feel me up. Yeah, that's what it is, I tried to convince myself. After I dried off, I figured if I was going to be accused of teasing, then I'll be a tease. What the fuck were they going to do about it, I thought. I put on a pair of shorts that hugged my hips and ass and came to the top of my thighs. To top it off, I wore a plain white tank top that was practically see-through. Plus, I wanted Jesse to see what he was going to be missing out on when he left. As I looked in the mirror, I had to admit that I looked good. My hair was still wet, and seeing my legs highlighted by my tiny shorts, there was no way my brothers would be thinking about anything but me.

I went to the kitchen and started making dinner. I caught them staring at me as they sat on the couch, pretending to look at the TV. I pretended to look for something at the bottom of the fridge, which caused me to bend over. I caught their expressions in the reflection of the glass oven door. Through the years, I had enough people make comments about my ass, including the two of them, that I knew they wouldn't be able not to look. By this point, I knew I was driving them insane. I enjoyed having them ogle over me. I have never been like this with men. As a matter of fact, I have always made fun of women who did things like I was now doing. Not only was I doing it, but I was also doing it to my brothers, and I was enjoying being lusted over. I was enjoying being the tease.

After dinner, we decided to watch some TV as the evening started to set in. Again, I sat between my brothers. I rotated, resting my head on each of their shoulders while Jesse and I had a beer. I asked Ben to pass me the blanket that was near him, which he did before asking, "Do you mind if we share it?" I smiled at him as I draped the blanket over the two of us. Once we were covered, he immediately placed his hand on my bare thigh. All I could think of was how brazen and quick he was to pick up where he left off the last time we sat together. I didn't discourage his confidence; it was actually attractive to me that he didn't care. I smiled and gave him a wink to let him know it was ok. When I did this, his hand slid to the inside of my thigh and stopped right below my barely covered slit, causing me to take an instinctual deep breath. Then, he winked back at me with a smirk on his face. All I could think was, 'He's trouble.' Even though Ben is incredibly good looking, I never took him to be this confident, especially when it came to me. The fact that he wasn't intimidated by me and was taking another bite of the apple sent shivers down my spine.

As the three of us settled into the couch, I had my head on Jesse's shoulder and placed one of my legs on Ben's lap. I knew I was playing with fire, but I was curious what Ben would do now that he had more access. Ben did not disappoint; he slowly brushed his fingertips up and down the inside of my thigh, each time moving closer and closer to my slit. Jesse seemed oblivious to what was happening as he watched the TV while I avoided making eye contact with Ben. Then, Ben slowly pulled my shorts to the side as he slowly ran a fingertip across my freshly shaven, drenched slit. I bit my lip while trying to control my breathing, as I turned to look at him. When our eyes met, he mouthed, "Feel good?"

It dawned on me that, as confident and dominant as Jesse was, Ben was very different. Ben wasn't asking for permission, and apparently, he didn't need it. I mouthed back, "Yes...Now stop." My mind was going crazy, and all I wanted was for him or Jesse to have their way with me. Then, a new thought rushed through my head...I wish they both took me to bed to have their way with me. Once that thought passed, I knew this needed to end. I was thinking too crazily and needed to end these thoughts. What was I turning into, I thought. I quickly sat up and adjusted my shorts before getting up to go to the bathroom. As I walked away, I told them, "Guys, I'm getting tired. I need to go to bed soon."

Jesse said, "Yeah, we should head out. I'm gonna use the bathroom when you're done. Ben, you need to use it before we go?"

"Yeah, I'll use it after you," Ben said out loud.

As I closed the bathroom door, I leaned against it. I was breathing heavily as my body was shivering from all the stimulation. I couldn't believe all my teasing had backfired on me. I was the one who had been teased. I have never felt weak or vulnerable, and here I was being broken down by my brothers. They had done to me what no man was ever capable of doing. They had made me want them to the point of obsessing. The things I wanted, I would never have ever considered in my lifetime. I slipped my hands into my shorts and felt the wetness that Ben caused. My slit was sensitive and aching for more attention. What scared me even more was that I wondered what I would say if they tried to get me into bed. Prior to this weekend, I would have destroyed them. But at this moment, I was contemplating letting them do whatever they wanted. What the fuck is wrong with me, is all I could think to myself.

Jesse quickly went into the bathroom once I got out. Just as quickly, Ben was in front of me. My back was against the wall while Ben and I's bodies were less than an inch from each other. He whispered, "Are you going to miss me?" He lowered his lips to mine and placed a soft kiss on my lips.