Date: Mon, 14 May 2018 22:40:33 -0400 From: lexnifty Subject: My Little Brother, The Slut, Chapter 1 (Revision) This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This work contains material of a sexual nature. Readers must be of legal age according to local laws to open, read, copy, or save this work. The author in no way endorses sexual contact with minors. Please observe all local and federal laws. This is my first time submitting my writing and welcome any feedback. You can email me at alexnnifty@yahoo.com. Apologies for any errors. All Rights Reserved Please donate to Nifty.Org (http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html) to keep our stories alive! Chapter 1 To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I stood in Logan's room mouth wide open, staring at my little brother's computer. I became Logan's legal guardian when our father, Daniel, passed away a year ago. I'm 21, 6'2", 190 pounds of solid muscle. Being Italian and Puerto Rican, I'm pretty hairy, not the gross kind of hairy but the manly kind of hairy. I have a constant five o'clock shadow that I keep trimmed. That's the only part of my body I take a razor to. My chest is covered in a thin layer of black hair coating my thick, meaty pecs and six pack abs. My legs and pits are covered in the same dark hair. I love my body hair, it makes me feel like a real man. Most girls hate going down on me, that is, until they see my dick. I've yet to have a girl say no after seeing it. I'm pretty well hung, about 6" soft and 8.5" fully hard, and my hairy bull nuts hang pretty low too. What can I say?! My dad blessed me. My little brother, Logan, just turned 14 a few months ago and he's a bit of a runt. He's 4'11" and about 100 pounds soaking wet. While he's small for his age, he has a nice little swimmers body. He's completely hairless, besides the few hairs he's grown under his arms. He's fair skinned, with pink, pouty lips and a big bubble butt. I had inherited all of my dad's features, while Logan took after our piece of shit mother. We were 100% complete opposites from looks to personality. The only thing we had in common, to be honest, was our eyes. We both have bright, green eyes, inherited from our mom. We have always been close but our father's death caused us to get closer. We were all the family we had. My mom had run out on us after Logan was born so for as long as I can remember, it's just been us boys. You're probably wondering how I could manage to support myself and my brother, right? Well, we both received a very large inheritance when my dad passed. Technically, I'd never have to work again with what my dad left us, but, he didn't raise us that way. I am a personal trainer at an upscale gym and am pursuing a doctorate of Physical Therapy. It's my goal to one day work for the NFL or the NBA. Logan on the other hand had just started his freshman year of high school. After weeks of non-stop work during the holidays, I finally had the day off today. Normally I would just sit around but as I looked around at my messy house, I decided it was time to clean up the place. I had been working a lot lately and hadn't had too much time to clean. Logan had chores but apparently, he was slacking. You know how teenagers are, in one ear out the other. I reminded myself to have a talk with Logan when he got home from school about doing chores and responsibility. "Finally, finished," I thought to myself. Now that I finished cleaning, I decided to start some laundry. Logan typically does his own laundry lately, but I was in a good mood and decided to wash his too. I walk into Logan's room and as expected, it was a fucking disaster. Clothes, dirty underwear, shoes, and books covered the floor. The trash can by his bed overflowing with tissues, you can imagine what that tissue was from. I laugh and shake my head, maybe we were more alike that I gave us credit for. I jerked off about twice a day and I was getting laid on the regular. Looking around I decide to surprise him and clean his room. I quickly open some windows to let the room air out. While Logan was a bit small for his age, he was still your typical, messy teen. "I'm gonna kill you Logan!" I say out loud. I walk over to the desk and my hand brushes up against the mouse of Logan's iMac. The black screen comes to life was replaced with pictures of dicks. Not just average dicks, big dicks. Big, black dicks, uncut dicks, and hairy dicks. type. My jaw dropped. I mean, don't get me wrong, my dad and I suspected Logan might be gay, but this wasn't how he wanted to find out. My dad said Logan would come out when he was ready and when he did nothing would change. I still felt that way. He didn't care if his brother was a fag. Not only was I pissed, I was confused. I mean I knew he jerked off but I didn't even see him really having an interest in sex. I needed answers and my first instinct told me to start looking into the computer a bit more. I opened up the iMessage app and my heart started beating fast as it loaded. I began reading the text and found myself getting even more pissed off and surprisingly, rock hard. Absentmindedly, I began rubbing himself while I read the text messages between my brother and the random men. I was straight, I mean yeah I had fooled around in college and let a few freshman blow me when I struck out with the ladies but I was straight. Something about the dirty messages turned me on. The messages were from older men telling Logan dirty, inappropriate things like they missed his mouth and they couldn't wait to cum down his throat again. Didn't these men know he was only 14?! He's a child. Not only were they sending him texts but pictures of Logan with their cocks in his mouth. Logan, in turn, sent them pictures of his ass and close ups of his tiny, hairless, pink hole. It took everything in me not to bust a nut without even touching myself as I stared at the pictures of that beautiful virgin boy pussy. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. If someone came up to me and told me my brother was having sex, I would have laughed in their face. However, here I was reading text messages between him and men. Not just any men, older men. Men old enough to be his father. I had to get off the computer before I nutted. As I was about to close the app, a message comes through from someone named Brian. "Can't wait to fuck your throat again tonight faggot. Glad you finally decided to let me fuck you! Same place as last time, don't be late. I don't want my wife to bitch at me again." I was floored. I didn't know what to do. I was pissed off. Not only had someone just called my little brother a faggot, but he was planning to fuck my little brother. I was boiling with anger. I scrolled up to the other messages, reading quickly. I desperately needed to find out who the fuck this Brian was so I could beat his ass. I was looking at pictures of my brother with a huge black cock stretching his mouth. I read the horrible names Brian called him and Logan went with it, calling the man daddy and sir. I felt my dick leak and throb. When I finally scroll to the first message, I notices it's dated just a few months ago. "Hey, it's Brian from craigslist. We're gonna have to train you to suck cock. Tonight, was just a preview of what I have in store for you. I'll be back tomorrow, same time." By now, I was sweating bullets. I wasn't sure what to do. My baby brother, my innocent baby brother, was soliciting sex from guys on Craigslist. Not guys, men. Most of the messages and pictures were from men in their 30s or older I guessed. I didn't want to believe it, I couldn't believe it but here I was staring at proof. Against my better judgement, I open the mail app. I knew for my own sake, I shouldn't but I needed to see just how far he was going. Maybe this Brian guy was joking. Logan was good at computers and Photoshop. As the emails load, I knew I'd see things I didn't want to see. Things I wouldn't be able to unsee. My worst nightmare came true, message upon message from craigslist emails. Against my better judgment, I start reading them. Just like the texts, it was dick pic upon dick pic, face and body pictures from guys much older than him, hell much older than both of us. The men were definitely old enough to be our father. I looked at the dates of the emails and they all matched days I was at work late or nights I went out with my buddies. I push the chair back and start to get up and close down the apps and leave the computer like I found it when I saw Logan had replied to Brian's message. The little slut was replying from his cell phone at school. "I can't wait daddy. I have been so horny all day. I'm scared but I'm ready." AUTHOR NOTES: This is my first time writing anything. I have plans of where I want the story to go but welcome ideas! Please send any constructive criticism, I wasn't to hear from you! It only makes the story better for you and improves my writing. I look forward to interacting with you all soon! alexnifty@yahoo.com