Chloe was excited as she bolted from bed. It was her 18th birthday! She'd been looking forward to today, as her mom had promised to take her dancing at a little 18+ club downtown. Her family were all pretty fit, and Chloe looked forward to a few solid hours of fun with her mom. Okay, maybe her mom might have added on a few pounds, and some burnout, from the endless work that came with providing for 5 kids. But the lady was still hot!
The work had gotten better in the past few years, as each of Chloe's brothers became an adult and started contributing to the household. Mom never asked them to, they just did it because they were raised right. There was an unspoken rule that nobody should move out until they were really ready, and Chloe's mom was happy that they were all still here, still close, had dinner together regularly, and helped each other. Now, the bills were lining up much more easily than for the two decades prior. She seemed happier, like a weight was off her shoulders.
Chloe hoped to offer her the same bit of relief. Just a little bit extra, and maybe take some weight off the boys too, though they were young and could take it. If they stuck together, maybe they could each have a little nest egg to get them started with a family. That was the idea, at least.
They all got along so well, it made Chloe happy. The only real tension was from the pranks. Chloe's four brothers were a handful, full of boundless energy, and took some of that energy out on each other. There were the usual ice buckets in the shower, whipped cream on the hand at night, buzzed heads, and toothpaste Oreos. But these were mostly harmless. Chloe and her mom were never the target, so it was largely background noise.
As Chloe got dressed for the day, a lazy Saturday, she checked herself out in the mirror. She was tiny, as were most of her female relatives. Elfin features gave her what she considered to be an elegant, delicate look, and bright green eyes peered out from under her thick, wavy brown hair. She was a hair shy of 5', very slender, with breasts in the middle of the B-cup range, and a little bubble butt. She was proud of the way she looked. She was an athlete, and she was fast, despite her height. Her legs were toned, and always caught attention when she wore sundresses, a favorite of hers. The little triangle of neatly trimmed pubes at the top of those legs was a naughty little addition from the night before, her pussy itself fully shaved.
Sighing happily, she threw an Anti Flag tee shirt and some admittedly tiny white panties on. She could tease her brothers a little, they were harmless and it was fun. If they looked, well...they were allowed. It helped that they were all hot, endless soccer training for a local league kept them in great shape. The five of them ran together often.
Chloe headed out of her room, and immediately froze. Something was off. She could hear raised voices, no, just one. Her mom. She rarely yelled, so that was odd. And it was Chloe's birthday, so they would normally all keep it civil. She could smell her mom's iconic cinnamon pancakes, a birthday classic, so nothing out of place there. Just the...yelling? No, it was more like a panicked whisper.
Chloe got downstairs and turned a corner, and the source of her mother's consternation immediately became clear. Her brothers were all crowded around the kitchen / dining room space, just as tall as Chloe wasn't, naked as the day they were born. Just tanned, toned, naked guy flesh, everywhere.
Fucking yum.
Gill, the oldest, was 22. He was casually drinking coffee, leaning against the counter, ignoring his mom. He was lean like the rest, and the green eyes they all shared were sparkling in Chloe's direction. He was the most confident of the four, and he flexed his hard dick for her as she watched. Her gaze was drawn to his ballsack, it looked so full.
Ryan was 21 and the only one above 6'. He was behind her as she entered, and she could feel his gaze where it always settled, her jiggly little ass. Chloe looked over her shoulder at him, and watched his otherwise soft dick twitch at the little peek of her butt under her shirt. She gave him a shy smile and kept her butt faced in his direction. She liked the way he looked at her butt. He was quiet but witty when his brothers weren't talking over him, and his eyes could always be trusted to follow a good butt.
Dante was 20, and in the process of watching his youngest brother and mother arguing about the sudden nudity. He turned to Chloe and smiled at her, making her heart skip a little beat. They always got along the best, and she did NOT have a crush on him. His shoulders were broader than his brothers', and he seemed the most sturdy of them all. Those green eyes were the same as the whole family, but she swore his were the prettiest, and they shone the brightest for her. Or, she thought they did. Maybe she just wanted them to? He made, just, intense eye contact, and her eyes flicked lower and she watched him harden in front of her eyes. Fully hard in seconds, he throbbed while she just stared. Gulped. Didn't think about that thing in her mouth. Nope.
Gio. Mile-a-minute, crazy clever Giovanni, was 19, and was, no fucking question, the mastermind of this whole thing. He was the shortest, and usually the hardest to figure out. He made science stuff, he did art, he dominated video games but got bored, just excellent at whatever caught his attention for that given moment. He was hard as a rock as he explained to his mother that this was fine, this was normal, no big deal, really. He turned, and his twitching dick swatted his mother on the ass. He saw Chloe and shouted "Happy Birthday, baby sis!" And promptly went to hug her. Stunned, she did nothing, and soon had her littlest big brother just blatantly rubbing his cock on her shirt. That triggered a cascade of naked boy hugs, one after the other and eventually all four together. They never minded contact between each other, and this was no different. They were all hard and pressing into her and she was so, so red.
She was also a fucking puddle in her panties.
She subtly ran her finger along the spot Ryan had been as he hugged her (surprise, surprise!) from behind during the group hug. He had left a trail of precum on her ass.
The puddle got worse.