(All characters are over 18)
Note: this is a gay male incest story.
Cheating With My Big Brother
Rodrigo's place was in a part of the city that Bil usually avoided, but he had agreed to watch the game there. He also missed his big brother. Their relationship had never been the same after Bil's coming out.
He knocked on the front door and Rodrigo came quickly, shook his hand, and took him to his small living room. The place was neat, small, the walls brown, and there was a pleasant smell. It was better than what you would assume he could afford. Rodrigo was a physical education teacher in a high school.
When he wanted to be, Rodrigo was cool and funny, and Bil liked being around him. He brought beer, and they started to drink before the game. He asked Bil how his boyfriend was.
"Yeah, he's sick, but it's not the virus," Bil said. "Anyway, he still preferred to be isolated, so he's staying in a small apartment his family bought."
Rodrigo nodded, asking nothing else. Bil watched him for a while, noticing how his big brother matured, and somehow his handsome face only got better.
For a while, after Bil came out, Rodrigo had hated him. He went from homophobic and hating his gay brother, to being civil, and nowadays they were starting to recover. It made Bil feel better, like their family was healing.
The first half of the game passed without excitement. Soccer was something they had in common, although they rooted for different teams.
Bil thought it was a good opportunity to invite Rodrigo to watch the next game in his house - his brother and boyfriend didn't get along at all, but now he could bring him without problems. Rodrigo gave Bil a funny look and complained that he has never been invited before.
Bil sensed some resentment. But Rodrigo accepted the invitation a few minutes later. Bil's boyfriend and friends wouldn't enjoy Rodrigo's company - and his brother knew that, so why would he be mad now? Did Bil really play a part in pushing his brother away? He was so ashamed with the possibility.
"Sorry, man," he said. "I should've been more insistent."
"Don't worry. Come on, bro. It's fine."
His words and his mannerisms were saying different things. Rodrigo didn't even want to look at Bil.
The second half of the game was about to start.
All of a sudden, Rodrigo took off his shirt. I watched. His body was impressive. His skin was dark but a bit pale. His arms, chest and back had bulging muscles, and naturally gleamed. He had received their father's dark complexion, while Bil, their mother's whiteness.
Bil drank his beer to satiate a sudden thirst. He knew that Rodrigo thought his little brother was a sexual deviant because of his sexuality. So he had always been self-aware about it when close to him. Looking at his brother's body, and appreciating, brought back all those conflicting emotions.
Bil even got the sense that his brother wanted to be looked at, and felt like he was in some kind of dangerous test. His heart raced.
Bil's team scored. His brother didn't take it well, and started to insult them.
Bil told him that he was a sore loser, that he was full of bullshit, and that his team was the worst. He said all those things while smiling, expecting it to be the usual trash talking banter, all friendly.
But Rodrigo stared at him, and seemed to take things personal. He called his little brother a sissy who thought too highly of himself. Then, he turned back to the game in silence.
What the hell? The silence heightened the absurdity of his outburst. The game kept going.
Bil wanted to defend himself, so he looked at Rodrigo, and his brother's hand was on his crotch. His shorts were small, so it looked like the abnormal bulge was about to burst out and tear the fabric apart. Holy shit, he didn't know his brother had such a big cock. Touching his bulge, scratching his nuts, that was a normal behavior for a guy. Rodrigo was shirtless, grabbing his large volume, intent on the game.
Bil's anger dissipated. He was trying to peek at his own brother. Something was wrong with him. Brothers didn't try to peek.
Rodrigo was still not looking at him, and he felt dirty each time he stole a glance at his big brother's manhood. He was feeling very small compared to him. Wait, was Rodrigo's volume bigger? Getting hard?
Rodrigo said something.
"What?"
"Your team. A bunch of pussies."
Bil couldn't answer back. Rodrigo laughed and looked at his little brother, making him vulnerable. He kept attacking with offensive comments, Bil's team were a bunch of pussies, the kind of guys that liked to bend over, bite the pillows. He was talking about Bil too. It was getting on his nerves. He wanted to say something, to fight him. Instead, his cock got hard.
At that moment, Rodrigo's team scored a goal. As he jumped, he got closer to his little brother. Bil took a deep breath.
Rodrigo was next to him, trashtalking his team, calling them fags, men who liked to have their asses creamed. He knew it was affecting Bil. He knew what he was doing... but knowing these things didn't help.
"Your cock is hard, little brother," he said.
"I-I don't," Bil began, but his voice abandoned him. Rodrigo took his hand and placed on top of his huge bulge. It was so insane that all Bil thought about was how much bigger it was than his boyfriend's cock.
Bil squeezed, filling his hand with his brother's bulge. It felt thick and hot. The shape and size of that cock were clear to his touch, and it was throbbing. It was unbelievably hot. He removed his hand.
The game was going on. Bil's team was losing now. He missed that development but wasn't even mad. He could still feel the impression of his brother's cock on his empty hand.
"You're thinking about it, aren't you?" Rodrigo asked. Bil looked at his smile, then smiled back, shaking his head, giving himself away. It was hot. It was wrong... But it was hot. "Look at it."
His left arm went behind Bil's shoulder, hugging him. His free hand grabbed his shorts and slowly pushed it down, liberating his dark cock.
"Please, Rodrigo. This is insane. I don't wanna look."
"Yes, you do. There you go. Just look at it. Bro, you want it. You're drooling."
"I'm not," Bil said weakly. "I have a boyfriend." Shit. This was the wrong thing to say. Rodrigo laughed.
"It doesn't matter. You looked at my cock and you got hard. You're craving. Keep looking at my cock. I didn't tell you to stop, pussy."
Bil wanted to deny each of his assumptions, but that bulging dick kept getting my attention. He wanted to look at his brother's shaft, the dark skin, the huge red head, the pulsing veins. It was hard to admit he was right. Bil looked at the TV for a moment, where his team was being humiliated.
"Shit," he said.
"Yeah, they're a bunch of cocksuckers like you. That team sucks and you suck."
"I think I better go, dude," Bil said.
"Have a taste, at least."
Bil couldn't believe that this was his brother, that he was offering this horrible thing, and that Bil was considering.
Bil looked down at that beautiful cock again, so long and thick... shit, his mouth was watering. This couldn't be happening. But it was. He wanted to suck his brother's cock.
The smell of armpit invaded his nostrils, and instead of being repulsed by it like he should, Bil's cock began to lurch, each intake of his brother's manly musk resulted on a twitch that denounced him. The game was almost over. Bil was losing. Losing the game. Losing time. His cock knew what he wanted.
Bil gently handled his brother's cock. Rodrigo waited. Bil squeezed, feeling the throbbing and the warmth. He was scared by how good it felt to hold it. It was so much bigger than mine. He mentally asked for his boyfriend's forgiveness.He bent over his brother, and put that big cock in his mouth.
"There you go," Rodrigo said triumphantly, pushing Bil's neck down. "Make your dream come true... cocksucker. I always knew you wanted it."
Bil was offended, but... he was a cocksucker, and he was sucking his own brother.
The sensation was crazy and unreal. He needed to be careful, but also wanted to suck hard. He couldn't put his whole length inside, so he stayed on the top, it was too big. He deep-throated his boyfriend's easily, but his brother... what the fuck? Where did he hide this cock all this time?