Date: Wed, 13 Sep 2017 00:34:00 -0700 From: Ash Subject: My Brother Caleb: Part 1 (Bisexual, M, Solo, exhib) This story is an act of fiction and contains depictions of bisexuality, incest, and intergenerational sex acts. If this type of material offends you or is illegal for you to access in your jurisdiction, please find alternative content elsewhere. Please support Nifty either through donations or by producing content. This is my first story for submission, feel free to email positive comments, constructive criticism, and story suggestions. I have some ideas I want to hit in the first few installments but will incorporate as many ideas as I can. My Brother Caleb _ _ _ "Come on... We have to make this tenable." "Bro. No one says `tenable'." My brother Evan is he is a geek. Lanky, quiet, shy, aloof, pretty much all the things you would imagine, that's my brother; even down to the shaggy brown hair and glasses. For being a senior in high school, he is at the bottom of the social ladder. The few friends he had he lost when we moved here a month ago. "Whatever. You get my point. We've seen each other naked, so what's the big deal?" "Fapping with my brother in the room is the big deal. It's weird!" "Whatever, Caleb." Evan grabbed his book of the nightstand and flopped into bed. We recently moved from our big house in the suburbs to a small two bedroom condo in the city. Sharing a room with my brother was pretty low on the list of perks of living in the city, but we had to move for mom's new job. After school I had football practice and Evan had band. By the time we got home, mom was already there working on dinner leaving us with nowhere to go for some alone time. After the weirdness of jumping into eighth grade a month into the school year, I acclimated quickly. I joined the football team and had a few friends already. I was still struggling to catch up to the schoolwork, but overall things were good. Evan was taking a bit longer to get situated. He joined band and seemed to be doing well enough in school, but he hadn't made any real friends yet. He and I were about as different from each other as we could possibly get. Evan took after his dad who had some fancy job in California. Evan went to visit him every summer while I had to go to summer camp. I've only met him a handful of times but never spent any real time with him. He divorced mom shortly after Evan was born. Mom doesn't talk about him much, but from what I could gather he cheated. Mom was single for awhile after the divorce until she met my dad, who took off pretty immediately after she told him she was pregnant. I've never met him or heard from him, but from the pictures I have seen of him, he was a pretty good looking black guy. From him I got my curly black hair and my caramel skin. My name I got from my mom. I think I might be the only black Caleb. I turned on Netflix and hopped into bed to work on my math homework. "I'm reading." "Yea, so..." "So, its distracting. Turn it off." "No." Evan got up and unplugged the TV. I've been shows while doing homework the whole time we've been here and he has never complained. We sat in obstinate silence. I knew if I went out with mom I would have to watch the news with her and she would keep talking to me. I didn't know how I would survive a year of this. "Look, you can do what you want." Evan continued to ignore me. "Well, that's about the best you will get from me right now so take it or leave it." He still didn't say anything, but when I went to plug in the TV he didn't stop me. We sat in silence for about half of my worksheet before he got up and sat at the computer. He browsed twitter for a few before heading over to pornhub. With one hand he awkwardly pulled his shorts down to his ankles. His balls spilled onto the chair and I made a note to never sit there again. As he browsed through the videos he pulled on his dick waiting for the right one. As he got hard, he rubbed the precum around the head of his dick. Eventually he settled on a video of a girl with pigtails getting gang banged. As much as I tried to ignore it, the sounds were making me chub up. Counting my homework as a loss, I headed to the living room to watch the news with mom.