Date: Sun, 17 Jul 2011 17:46:08 -0500 From: naked guy Subject: Brothers Are The Best Part 3 Brothers Are The Best Part 3 (fictional story, incest) I sat on the plane between my brother and dad on our way to California. The seats were cramped, I had no view, and it was a 3 hour flight. The budget tickets we had to buy definitely sucked. My leg kept touching my brother's leg and that gave me unwanted erections. I decided to recline my seat and try to take a nap. We were traveling to see my half brother Eddie because his mom had just died. I had a hard time trying to nap, but with my eyes closed, I analyzed and thought about our family...how we had gotten to where we were. Eddie was a little over five years my senior. I hadn't seen him in person for about four years, and that last visit was very brief. On that visit, his mom was in town seeing her mother and he got permission to come over and visit with Dad, me, and my younger brother, Luis. The four of us never got to spend more than an hour or so together, it seemed, during those short visits. Eddie's mom was very bitter over my dad's betrayal to her years ago and never wanted to have anything to do with him. After they had split up, she later got remarried and moved to California. Despite her attitude toward my dad, he was sad that she had died. By now, he had learned his lesson and was with a great woman, my step mother, Marie. I think Dad got Eddie's mom pregnant right after high school was over and they got married. Not only was it a hastily put together marriage, it ended badly, too. Luis and I rarely saw our own mom. Before she and dad divorced, she was in and out of the hospital for depression. Their divorce was her idea and she now lives with her parents in another state. She never remarried. She called us often but we rarely saw her. I think her constant emotional ups and downs made dad fall out of love with her. Also, I was born less than nine months after their wedding, so another hasty marriage--my dad the "ladies man" at work. I must have drifted off to sleep just after those thoughts about our family, because the next thing I remember was being woke up by the speaker as the pilot announced our landing. It was hectic getting off of the plane and finding our luggage. When we finally got our shit together and got a car rented, we were very frustrated. Dad got on a pay phone and made a few calls. It turned out we were going to be staying in Eddie's house. His dad was okay with us being there, which really surprised us. I think it was really Eddie's request to have us there...besides his step dad, we were his only family left besides a some great aunts and members of his step-family. California was a culture shock to us. At home in Texas, it had been 102F when we left, but the temperature there in Los Angeles was in the upper 70's. The architecture and pace of traffic was very different. Dad got honked at for going too slow even in the "slow" lane of the freeway, and he was speeding! Soon after we got used to the fast pace of the traffic, the roller coaster freeway slowed down and then turned into a parking lot. When we finally exited the congested L.A. freeway, we turned into an aging neighborhood. We passed a lot of Latino lowrider cars and other various urban types walking around. I got the feeling we weren't in the best part of town. Dad kept looking at his map and the directions he'd written down on the back of a napkin. Finally, he slowed down and we turned onto a street that looked a little better. The houses there were older, but better taken care of, and were mostly all two story homes. We pulled up to the curb of a large house with brown trim and beige stucco. There was a large yucca cactus in the middle of a well manicured lawn. There were lots of cars in the driveway and in the street. We got out but left our stuff in the car to come out and get later. I got very nervous walking up to the front door. I was afraid it would be very uncomfortable around his other family and his step dad. His mom probably had told them a lot of bad things about my dad over the years. Plus, it was my mom with whom my dad was cheating with when they split up, so they had reasons to not like us. Dad rang the doorbell and his step dad came to the door. He was dressed in business clothes and seemed much older than my dad. He was very polite and began speaking immediately to my dad in Spanish. I wasn't paying enough attention to translate it all. I looked around at the house. Everything was very clean and neat, but extremely dated for the most part. Here and there, I saw modern appliances mixed in with seventies and eighties decor. They still had shag carpet. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs and it was Eddie. He got faster as he saw my dad. "Papi!" he shouted. The two hugged when they met and my dad was patting him on the back giving him condolences in Spanish. I saw my dad tear up a little as Eddie did the same. His three old aunts sat at a dining table in the distance watching silently. After their short reunion, Eddie turned to me and Luis and smiled really big. "Damn," I thought to myself, he had gotten fuckin' hot since I had seen him last! "My little brothers!" he said with a slight accent. He came up to us and grabbed each one of us in each arm and pulled us to him in a big three-way hug. He smelled like Right Guard deodorant and a cheap soap, very masculine. He was not embarrassed to hug his brothers. His hair was not as bushy as I remembered, but was closely cropped to his head and was cut in a squared off shaped on his forehead like many ethnic men were starting to cut theirs. Although he had hair and facial features common to black men, his skin was lighter than my brothers and mine. His mix of different ancestry flattered him, he was very striking. I noticed too that his slight gut was now gone and replaced by flat abs. He was looking great. Although he was a sports nut, he hadn't been in perfect shape until now. My recently interest in guys wasn't exclusively limited to my little brother it seemed, for just looking at Eddie and then being captured in his hug bear hug made my cock react. It started to swell. I was lucky I wore underwear and it was not obvious since my dick was pinned down to my nuts. He had sexy light brown eyes that looked right into your soul. Since I had seen him last, this time I was seeing something different in him that I'd never noticed before, like some questioning expression on his face. I looked away really fast but I felt his eyes still on me. His step dad walked us over to the his great aunts and introduced them to us. My dad was very courteous them in an old school, formal, and gentlemanly way. They obviously were taken back by my dad's charming manners and smiled and nodded. As Luis and I were introduced to them all as "Eddie's brothers", they each came to Luis and I and hugged us. They talked mostly in Spanish, but I was able to understand most of it. Luis and I understood a lot of Spanish, but didn't speak it very well. After the adults were getting into a polite conversation, Eddie led us upstairs to his room. "Dude, so sorry about your mom, it must really suck." I said awkwardly. "Yeah, bro, it does. She was the best mom. I'm so sorry she was shitty to you guys and to Papi for all these years, but you understand why." After that, we started catching up on everything else. He told us he was in college but really hated it. He was thinking of quitting. He'd mostly stayed in for his mom. He preferred working on cars like he did on the weekend with his buddies. As he talked, I got hard again. He was wearing a tight white t-shirt that flattered his trim body. He wasn't overly muscular, but very tones. He didn't have an ounce of fat anywhere on him. He had on some beat up old khaki shorts that fit well on his round ass. He was barefoot and I noticed Luis staring at Eddie's perfect feet. It just occurred to me that Luis was getting hot over Eddie, too. Luis told him about himself joining the track team. I told him about my football experiences. Eddie was obviously a sports nut, his room was covered in sports posters and banners. He'd told how he joined a gym and was on a local soccer team at his college. All the sports talk got me imagining him in a jock or naked in the locker room and I had to shift and hide my hard on again. Before long, we heard his Aunt Hortensia calling us down to eat supper. We all went trampling down the stairs with a lot of noise and talking. I noticed that I was already Eddie's height. It was cool to be as big as my "big brother" finally. We followed him to the dining room and were served a lot of delicious food cooked by the aunts. After dessert and coffee, Dad, Eddie's step father Roberto, and another male from his step family went outside to smoke (and to drink some liquor away from the aunts). Eddie took us to the extra room where we were to sleep. There were only two beds, so he asked if one of the three of us wanted to sleep in his room. I spoke up right away and said I would. Luis looked a little disappointed, but became distracted and didn't protest as one of the aunts came in with sheets and quilts to make up the beds for him and dad. As the evening went by, we hung out in the living room as different friends and members of Eddie's step family came and left. The viewing of his mom's body was to be the next day and the funeral the day after. There were lots of people from their church that brought over food and cards. Eddie received all of the visitors very well. I was mesmerized by him the whole time. He was sensitive yet completely exuded manliness. He was very masculine, but allowed others to see him cry. That really turned me on. Finally, the house cleared out and we all got ready for bed. As dad and Luis headed to their room, I followed Eddie into his. It was secluded from the other four bedrooms by the bathroom on one side and a linen closet on the other. His window faced the backyard, which was surrounded with a cinder block wall. Beyond that was a concrete drain and fences. The backyard itself was beautiful. There was a lot of lush landscaping back there completely hidden from the front of the house. He closed the door and pulled off his shirt. He dropped his shorts and had on just some tightie whities that perfectly showcased his package and butt. He had a light sprinkling of hair on his chest and belly. His back and shoulders were smooth, while there was dark hair on his arms and legs. He seemed oblivious to me standing there gawking--he was just getting ready for bed. I too pulled off my shirt and changed from my jeans to some shorts. At home I would have slept in underwear or in the nude, but I needed to hide my erection that kept going up and down without me being able to control it. He turned on a tiny lamp and turned the main light off. He walked over to the window and opened it and scooted out onto a small balcony. "Come on, bro." I had no idea what he was up to. I hadn't noticed that he'd grabbed a small pipe and a lighter on his way out. I stepped out onto the balcony with him. It was barely big enough for us to both sit on our butts with our legs stretched out. His package was big enough that it pulled the fabric of his underwear away from his leg exposing some pubic hair. "Damn, I needed this all day, dude." He flicked the lighter and lit the bowl up in his pipe. I'd only smoked pot twice, but I was up for having some for sure. I felt very grown up sharing some weed with him. He took a long drag and handed it to me. I took a good long puff and held the smoke in before releasing. I handed it back. After a few rounds of this, the buzz was kicking in and I was feeling really good--in fact my mind was reeling. "Take it easy on this, it's some good shit, you might not be used to it." I told him I'd only smoked twice and he chuckled. We got into a deep conversation about his mom after a few more puffs. He told me this and that about her, how had started her own catering business and was very successful, etc. "Man, she was the coolest mom. I could tell her anything and she was cool about it. She wasn't judgmental like many mom's would be if their son told them he was g-" He stopped in his tracks, obviously not meaning to say what he did. He took another long drag from the pipe and stared out toward the darkness. "What was that?" I asked. "Nothing man." He said flatly. Stoned, I said, "What man, what is it?" There was a deadly long silence. Then he looked at me for a long time. "I'm gay, man. You're brother is a gay man. Can you handle that?" I started coughing and nearly dropped the pipe. A lit chunk of cannabis flopped into my lap and I began to panic. I stood up and we both started brushing the ashes and lit bits off my shorts...his hand brushed against my cock. "Dude, you're hard down there!" he said. I stood up and jumped back into the bedroom mad and embarrassed. "What the fuck man? I just told you something very private and you just walk off? Fuck dude!" That was the first time he'd ever spoke angrily to me ever. It was like a slap in the face. I turned around and he was just inches from my face. He was standing there in his underwear, hot as hell, stoned, and butch as can be. "Wait a minute...I knew there was something different about you today," he said. "And I know you've been checking me out, man." I don't know what made me do it, but I grabbed his head and pulled his mouth to mine. Our bare pecs touched each other and chills went all over my body. His hands reached down and cupped my ass. He pushed me forward with his body and my back and head bounced against the wall. We started to kiss like two horny motherfuckers. This was hard, rough, kissing...nothing like kissing a woman or even my little brother. Our tongues were so far down each other's throats as they wrestled around in our mouths. He sucked my tongue like he was giving it head until he was sucking all of the spit from the inside of my mouth. The energy of his kissing combined with my marijuana haze was incredible. It was like I was there but really wasn't. He violently twisted me around so that I was flush against the wall. He pulled my shorts down in a single stroke. He scooted down on his knees and I felt him grabbing my underwear and in one fast motion, he ripped them off. Immediately following, his hands forced my ass crack open and his tongue went straight into my ass. He started sucking my butthole like there was life saving water inside. My head was spinning as I got an incredible rim job. My hard dick was rubbing against his rough bedroom wall, but sticking against it where my pre cum was oozing. He must have eaten me out for nearly fifteen minutes, sometime licking my taint, sometimes my balls, but always coming back to my hole, making me squirm. He kept spitting into my crack over and over until I felt two fingers sliding into it. It didn't hurt, but felt intrusive. I looked over my shoulder and as he pulled out his two fingers, he sniffed them good and long. His tongue went back in and I could feel lots of slobber being spit. Being stoned and naive, I hadn't even connected his actions with what came next. He stood up and began kissing the back of my neck, giving me goosebumps all over. His fat, hard cock rested up against my wet hole. Slowly, he pushed in his head. I was about to protest, but his hand went over my mouth. A few inches of his dick slid up my hole. I was big enough to fight him if I really wanted to protest, but I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't care. Another few inches went in and then I felt pain. I tried to shout but he covered my mouth harder. I had never seen this aggressive side to my brother before. "It's okay, hermano, relax." I tried to relax but with a dick invading my hole for the first time ever, it was hard to. He had definitely got it lubed up good and was sliding it in and out in long slow strokes. I got a little used to it but the pain never completely went away. After about five minutes of this, he backed up and allowed my dick to spring up against my belly. He spit on his hand and started jacking me. The sensation of being jacked along with my ass being fucked hard made me start to shoot my load all over his wall. He was bucking hard in my ass and I knew he was shooting too. As I came, I couldn't keep my balance and fell back against him, but he was rock solid and held me up even through his own orgasm. After I came, I was weak and dizzy. He pulled out of my ass with a loud plop. I felt his fingers rubbing my sore hole. It felt good and took some of the sting away as he massaged his leaking cum all over my hole. He shocked my by getting behind me and licking his cum from my butthole. We fell over onto his bed, naked, sweaty, and stinking like sex. "Oh my god, I just got fucked in the ass," I mumbled. "Man, I've lusted after you for years bro ever since you became a teenager!" My ego swelled. Not only was I adored by my little brother, but my older brother lusted after me too!' The energy released during after our sex left me spent. Besides, I was still high on weed. We lay there naked on his bed and cuddled for awhile and dozed in and out of sleep. We awoke around 3 a.m. and made out some more. "So when did you realize that you were bisexual?" he asked. "I mean, you really do like women too, right?" "Yeah, I do like women. I love pussy and tits for sure. I didn't consider foolin' around with a guy until...until..." I hesitated. "Until what?" he asked irritatedly. I felt bad betraying Luis' confidence. "Well, until I recently found out some dude had a crush on me." He smiled, "Tell me about it, I bet it's a hot story." "I can't," I stammered. "Why not? I don't know your friends. They won't be affected if I knew. I turned over and said, "No man, it wouldn't be right to tell." He paused before he said, "Hmmm, unless, it's someone I know..." He broke off and stared at me. "Little Luis?" My face went red and my stomach lurched. "Come on man...tell me. I've been been getting strange looks from him all day too." So, I blurted out the whole story to him about how I'd injured myself in sports and found out Luis had a crush on me, the sex that followed. "So, you found out he liked you and you seduced him!" I got a little irked as he accused me of this. "Dude, I didn't make him do anything, he-" He interrupted me with a kiss. "Shut up, fool...I'm just messing with you. That's a hot story and I'm glad you two had some fun. He's kind of young, but it seems he knows what he wants. He like girls too?" "He says he does, I'm gonna set him up with my girlfriend's sister or cousin." "Well, he seems straight to me, but but I bet you always thought I was, too." I told him I did. Eddie being gay me a lesson about gay stereotypes--sometime you just can't tell if someone's gay by the way they act. "And before we messed around man, I never looked at dudes...So, I don't know why I was checkin' you out like that." I explained. "Well, man, I was gay since day one, but I tried sex with a woman and didn't like it at all when I was 13. I guess some guys like you don't care until it's tapped and then you start checking out dudes as well as women, it's natural." We chatted some more and fell asleep in each others' arms. I hadn't even thought about anyone coming into the room before we woke up, but the next morning, I heard the door knob turn and before I could get on the far side of the large bed, I saw Luis pop his head in while Eddie's arm was still around me. The minute he'd seen how close I was to Eddie, who was snoring, I immediately saw a hurt look in his face. He disappeared fast. I pulled on some shorts and a shirt really fast and hauled ass to find him. My dad was in the bathroom brushing his teeth. "Good, Luis woke you up...they've got breakfast ready down there, everyone's eating as they wake up." I raced down to find Luis and he was at the table eating in a hurry. He wouldn't even look at me. I couldn't say anything with so many folks around. My stomach was in knots then, but I tried to eat. Around us, everyone was getting ready to go to the funeral home for the visitation and not paying attention to us. It was already ten o'clock. I guess I'd slept later than I thought. Eddie came stumbling down in a pair of shorts, shirtless and yawning. "Dude, I so damn sleepy." Luis picked up his plate and took it to the kitchen and went back upstairs in a hurry. Eddie noticed and asked what was wrong. "Man, he opened your bedroom door and saw me next to you. He knows." He got serious. "Oh shit, man. Is he going to tell dad?" "No, but I think he's either jealous or his feelings are hurt because we did it without him." Eddie didn't say anything. I left to go shower and left Eddie alone. After an hour later, the three of us were in our rental car following Eddie and Roberto to the funeral home. We arrived at a funeral home that looked like it was originally a fancy, victorian home. It had been converted to a chapel and miscellaneous other rooms. I was in a foul mood and it didn't help that the afternoon was very somber and sad. Folks came and went. I noticed Eddie's mother looked much prettier in her open coffin than she did in real life. Luis stayed away from me and didn't speak. Eventually, I got bored and headed out back where there was not any cars nor people. I found Luis there sitting on a bench. "Luis, let's talk." "Fuck you!" I sat down by him and put my hand on his shoulder, but he shrugged it off. "He's gay, Luis. He likes only women. We got stoned last night and he told me he was gay. I told him about you and I. We had sex. I got stoned and horny." Silence. "He fucked me." That last statement made his head pop around to me. "What?" For a minute he forgot he was mad or hurt. He was surprised as hell about my revelation. I told him the entire story of what happened and he stayed kind of mad, staring in space. "Maybe you can join us tonight, bro." He turned to me and a tear that wasn't visible before fell off his cheek and onto his jacket. "That sounds cool." He smiled. I heard footsteps coming around the corner of the wooden walkway, it was dad. He was ready as the both of us to get the hell out of there. We drove around town and looked up the famous parts of the city that we'd always seen on TV, Beverly Hills, Sunset Blvd, Hollywood, etc. We had a great time sightseeing but couldn't afford to do anything. Later in the evening, we arrived back at Eddie's and had dinner. There were not so many people around that day. After dinner, Eddie, Luis, and I hung out in the den playing video games, bonding. I know he was still grieving, but it helped to get his mind off of it all for a while. The older adults turned in early, so we went up to Eddie's room. Once up there, Eddie started talking to Luis. "Hey l want to talk to you about what you saw this morning. I know Alex already told you about it all, but I want to make sure you're ok with it all." Luis just nodded. He didn't seem so young and naive tonight. His face had a more cynical look like he wasn't cool with everything still. "Well, I've heard secrets about you, too." Eddie said. Luis got a very serious expression on his face. "I heard that you're very ticklish!" And with that said, he grabbed Luis's arms and pinned them back behind him and with his free arm tickled the hell out of Luis' belly and ribs. Just watching it got me laughing and I joined in on the attack. Realizing how loud we were, Eddie placed his hand over Luis' mouth. Then I tickled him on his feet and tortured him even more. He was wiggling and laughing, trying to get away. Eddie looked up at me, winked, and said, "I wonder if he's ticklish on his balls!" He pulled Luis' shorts off as I held his arms. His shorts got kicked free and Eddie started to tickle his nut sack. He quieted down and kept squirming, but now instead of laughs, it was moaning coming from him. He stroked the ball sack and we watched Luis' dick grow. Eddie replaced his fingers with his mouth and started licking Luis' balls. He easily got them both into his mouth and sucked on them. I pulled off his shirt easily, he wasn't struggling anymore. Now he was naked. It had been a few days since I'd seen Luis naked and was admiring his lanky, toned body. Eddie and I still had our shorts on through all of this, but we finally chucked them off. After Eddie sucked his balls for a while, we all moved to the center of the bed and the we tag teamed my little brother. Luis lay in the middle and Eddie and I got on either side of him. We began licking all over him, tickling him even more. Things got more serious, next, as Eddie and I moved toward Luis' crotch. Eddie moved Luis on his side. I began to suck his dick and Eddie ate his ass. While we orally serviced him, we ran our feet all over his face since he had a foot fetish. He was licking our arches and sucking toes while moaning softly. After several minutes of this, Eddie moved his upper body to be even with Luis and they began making out. I kept on sucking Luis. I saw Eddie put his hands on Luis' hips and heard him whisper, asking him if he wanted to be fucked. "His ass can't take that big pole of yours," I said quietly. "No, I've been sticking cucumbers and things up my ass when I jacked off." That was a surprise to me, he hadn't told me about that development. Eddie reached in a shelf and pulled out a small bottle of lube. I heard the cap unclick and a squish sound followed. He was lubing up our brother's hole. I resumed sucking, deep throating as good as a newbie could do while playing with his balls. Eddie fingered Luis for a while and they kissed some more. "Okay bro, I'm going in. I'll go slow." Luis winced as that fat cock was eased in. "Go ahead, go all the way." Luis panted. Eddie pushed his cock all the way inside and Luis moaned. Luis was part of a man sandwich and was loving the attention. Soon Eddie began to fuck him in even strokes and Luis loved it. It didn't take very many minutes for Luis to shoot in my mouth. It took Eddie a little longer to work up a load, so I kept on sucking Luis until the last drop of cum was milked from his small dick. After Eddie shot his load, I began jacking off over his face. He stuck out his tongue as I covered his chin, lips, and neck with my juice, it went everywhere. We were a mess when it was all over. The room smelled like cum and ass mixed with the smell of a gym. Luis slid out of the room discreetly after he dressed and walked back down to dad's room. Eddie and I stayed on our own sides of the bed to prevent any awkward scenes again but we stayed naked. I was exhausted and sleep came fast once the lamp was turned off. The next morning was very somber again. Everyone was getting ready for the funeral. I kept away from Eddie...I got vibes from him that he didn't want to be bothered. After breakfast, we all got in our cars and headed to the funeral home for the service. The service was very nice and lasted little over an hour. Following the service, we drove to the burial site where there was a short ceremony. Eddie and his cousins were the pall bearers. Once it was all over, we went back to Eddie's for one more meal before leaving for the airport. It was very hard to get a moment alone with Eddie. We hadn't talked since our threesome, nor had Luis discussed it privately with me. Just before we were walking out the door, Eddie came to us and told us some surprising news. It turned out a year or so before she died, his mom inherited her mother's house that was in our city in Texas. She had been renting it out, but willed it to Eddie. He said he was thinking of moving into the house! We were all very excited to hear about this. This meant there was to be more adventures with my two brothers that would bring us even more closer both emotionally and sexually later on. To be continued...