Date: Mon, 10 Apr 2023 14:38:08 -0400 From: Phoenix Subject: Making My Straight Brother a Porn Star: Chapter 16 Making My Straight Brother a Porn Star Chapter 16: "The VIP Group" All my stories: phoenix-stories.com/stories SAWYER: For a few weeks now, I'd been making regular appearances on my brother's porn page. The set-up was usually very similar: Kurt and I would sit around in our underwear, chatting for a while and teasing the audience until we got hard, at which point we'd whip out our dicks and start jacking off. Kurt would occasionally put his hand on my back or knee, even venturing as high up as my thigh, but that's usually as explicit as things got on camera. Now that we were making mutual videos, I thought the constant barrage of demanding comments from fans would stop. And it did, for a while. People switched to commenting "omg you guys are so hot together" and "my favorite brothers on the internet." However, it wasn't long at all before people were back with their requests, this time asking for more. "I'd love to see them actually wank each other off," fans said. That was usually followed by replies like "They can't, FansOnly won't allow it. But I'd pay to see that as well." This type of demands weren't only in the comment section. They were also constantly in my DMs, some more politely worded than others. Some subscribers were even thinking of ways to circumvent the FansOnly regulations. "Have you ever thought of starting a private VIP group?" they suggested. "You could set your own rules there, and I'd definitely pay a premium price to join. Either way, thank you both for all the great content!!" I read the message and instead of replying, I put my phone away so I could think. Starting a private group on another platform did seem like a good idea. Even with just the side-by-side wanking and thigh-touching, I could feel FansOnly's censors breathing down our necks. Maybe it was paranoia, but I was worried one day they'd yank our profile with no notice, at which point we'd be back to square one. Having a presence on multiple platforms was always a good idea. What do they call it, diversifying your portfolio? A few days (and dozens of demanding messages) later, I shared the idea with Kurt. "What do you think about starting a VIP group?" I told him and went into more details. "It would be on another platform, there's several options for that. It would be completely private, so we could do what we want there. I wouldn't even advertise it publicly, it would all be over DMs. And to be granted access, people would pay a price that's slightly higher than your current membership." I explained some of the other benefits, going on for about half an hour. Kurt looked at me like a disinterred student who was bored but nonetheless didn't want to interrupt his lecturer. "How many people do you think would join?" my brother finally asked. "I think we could get fifty to a hundred people overnight. Not too many, but I wanna keep it small. I want it to feel really personable," I explained, already drawing up a new marketing strategy in my brain. "Whatever you say, bro," Kurt smiled at me. "I have complete trust in you." See dick pics from readers of this story: phoenix-stories.com/readers-cock-of-the-week -- Looking at myself in the bedroom mirror, I was feeling pretty confident. I was looking cute and sexy in a pair of tiny light blue briefs. My bulge looked impressive and when I got hard the briefs barely kept everything covered. They were perfect for the debut video on the VIP site. Kurt's debut. "Our debut," I thought with more than a little astonishment. I still couldn't quite believe I was about to do this. The general plan for the VIP content was to take things slowly, build some buzz and anticipation. I remembered some twin brothers that had done porn for a hot minute, years ago. They started out doing three-ways and barely touching one another, and then got closer in each scene they did, finally making videos that only featured the two of them. They had all the online message boards in a tizzy for the better part of a year. My vision was to build excitement in a similar way. People would subscribe and wait eagerly to see what might happen next. We'd have Kurt doing stuff with other people, too. But I knew the "brothers" angle was going to be the main draw. The premise of this first video was pretty straightforward. Kurt would be in his underwear on the bed, and I would come in and give him a back massage. And, as they say, one thing would lead to another. With the massage oil in play, I would give my brother a handjob. There would be lots of time to linger on my hands touching his body and then his cock. We'd wrap things up without a cumshot -- this time anyway. All the touching in today's video would show that we're already going further than we could on FansOnly and get people talking. I checked my hair one last time and walked out of my bedroom and into Kurt's. He had the lights and tripod all set up. Brock wasn't able to be our cameraman today, a work emergency had come up. But this setup was fine for what we had planned and I could zoom in as much as needed during editing. We could even see ourselves on a tablet that was set up just out of frame. My brother was on his knees on his bed, his eyes on the small screen as he checked the lighting. He was learning more and more about the technical side of "the business" as well. When I entered his room, Kurt looked over at me and flashed me his perfect smile. He looked incredible, wearing a pair of white briefs only slightly more modest than what I had on. "Hey there," he said to me. "Looking good! I think we're just about ready to get started. If you're ready, that is." I knew this was my big brother's way of checking to make sure I really wanted to do this. He hadn't expressed any reservations, which had admittedly surprised me. But maybe everything we'd been through lately had swept away any of Kurt's inhibitions. The spit-roast sex with Brock and Kurt a few weeks back had been amazing and intense. That had been more than just a blowjob. My brother and my boyfriend had used me for our mutual pleasure. Since then, things felt the same as before with Kurt, but there was an added sense of closeness somehow. More so in the small things. More brotherly pats on the back as we moved around the apartment. And it seemed like our occasional hugs lasted just a bit longer. I noticed it between Kurt and Brock as well, and it made me extremely happy. Besides jerking off side-by-side in our videos, nothing similar had happened between my brother and me since the spit-roast, but it was clear none of us had any regrets. I wasn't worried about things changing as we set out on this new venture. We all trusted one another, and that was incredibly freeing. "I'm ready," I said, stepping forward in Kurt's room and reaching over to grab the bottle of massage oil. "Do you remember your outro line?" "Yes, I remember!" Kurt replied, with fake exasperation. "You only made me say it for you a hundred times." I'd come up with a new call-out for the end of the first few videos on this new page, encouraging people to get their friends to subscribe. For today, it would also be the way Kurt let me know we were done. Since we weren't going to do a cumshot, I'd told my brother he could decide when we stopped the video, he just needed to turn to the camera and say the final lines. "We talked about what we'd do but we didn't go over any dialogue,' I said to him, suddenly frustrated with myself about the oversight. I'd mentioned to Kurt that we needed some "brotherly" banter to up the hotness factor, but with all the account setup stuff I'd been doing, crafting something had slipped my mind. "Hey Sawyer, don't worry about it," he said, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Just follow my lead." My big brother was telling me it would be okay, and I took him at his word. "Okay then," I said playfully. "Let's do this." Kurt shot me a mischievous look, then started the camera with the remote in his hand, and lay down on his stomach on the bed. "I'm about ready for that massage, little brother," Kurt said, and I recognized the subtle change in his voice. This was "Kurt the Video Star." I wasn't even sure it was conscious on his part, but hearing him talk to me in that voice made me smile. "Coming right up, bro," I said after entering the frame. "You know I love helping you relax." I proceeded to straddle my brother's back while on my knees, resting my ass on his. With some massage oil on my hands, I got going on his shoulders. Kurt immediately began making sounds of relaxed satisfaction as I worked his taut muscles. Not for the first time, I took a moment to appreciate the result my brother was getting from his workout regimen. He was always a burly fellow, and his jobs at multiple warehouses helped keep him in shape even when he wasn't going to the gym five times a week. Now that he was doing porn he was working out with a purpose, which made my brother's muscles swell to proportions I'd never seen on him before. Of course, Kurt still loved to eat and drink his beer, so he never achieved that "perfect" aesthetic so many Instagram gays had, but I always encouraged Kurt to maintain some of his dad bod. It was his signature look, and his fans loved him all the more for it. "Ah yeah, right there, Sawyer," my brother moaned as I moved to work lower, beneath his shoulder blades. I'd gone back and forth about whether to use my real name, but the OG fans all knew it from Twitter anyway, so there was no point in pretending. Plus, it was just hotter to hear him say my real name. I'd been hard for a few minutes already, and the heat was only beginning to build. "I'm glad you like it, Kurt," I said, softly but loud enough to be recorded. "I just wanna make you feel good." I scooted back down again to work on my brother's lower back. This produced more sighs of pleasure. Just the right amount, Kurt wasn't one to overdo it. But I could also tell he really was relaxed and enjoying what I was doing. This certainly wasn't a fake massage or fake moans. My hands moved to his sides, right below his ribs, and I worked the muscles there, slowly moving lower toward the waistband of his briefs. We'd planned that I would slip them down and work his glutes for a bit. Just as my hands got to his waistband, he let out another deep sigh. "I love you, little brother," Kurt said softly. It was loud enough for the camera, but I noticed that it wasn't in his "Video Star" voice. My heart skipped a beat right then and my mouth felt dry. "Why did that give me such a rush?" I thought to myself. "He says that to me all the time. He said it just yesterday." But I'd certainly never heard it in a moment like this. It suddenly struck me that we'd never done anything like this -- not since I'd started sucking his cock anyway -- and had it be just the two of us. There was always Brock there, or Taylor that first time. Brock was behind the camera for all of our previous video interactions. I wondered if Kurt realized that too, and if this time felt different to him for that reason. "I love you, too," I replied, trying not to sound too lost in the moment. After that I gave my brother a tender squeeze at his hips and then slid his briefs down. I got up on my knees and intended to leave them around his thighs. We both had thought it would be hot to have them still on while I jerked him off. But my brother surprised me by moving his legs in a way that made it clear I should just fully remove them. I did so gladly, and then returned my focus to Kurt's perfect ass. We'd talked about the right exercises to get definition in his glutes but not make his ass too lean. That straight man's bubble butt was one of his fans' favorite topics of conversation. I got some fresh massage oil and got to work on my brother's ass. I probably could have massaged it for hours, but as fun as that would be for me, it wouldn't make for a good video. For the same reason, we'd decided to forego the typical "massage table" handjob. The subscribers were here for my big brother's amazing body, after all. So our plan was that he'd get up on his knees, and I'd be kneeling behind him. I'd massage his pecs for a bit and move my hands lower, ultimately jerking him off. It was going to be smoking hot to watch. Every time I imagined it, in my head I started kissing my brother's neck while my hands were working his cock. I wasn't sure how he'd feel about that so I decided to maybe save it for a future video. But it would be tough to resist doing it. Kurt and I exchanged some lines about getting up so that I could work his arms, all just pretense that allowed him to rise up on his knees and show off his frontal glory. Gazing down his muscled torso, I was a little surprised to see how hard he was. I figured I would need to work him up to full hardness, but he was already there. And earlier he'd mentioned that he was taking a break from the boner pills. "I did that," I thought to myself. Knowing that I got my big brother hard made my cock throb, and I felt like I might bust out of my briefs. Getting in position behind him, I pressed my pulsing bulge into Kurt's lower back. I felt him press back against me and I saw him smile. I reached over his shoulders and began to rub his chest. With my chest pressed tightly against his back, this was extremely intimate and we were both sighing audibly. However, as my hands moved lower, I cursed myself for not making us rehearse the positions. If we'd practiced, we would have realized that my arms were not long enough to reach Kurt's cock, since he was a few inches taller than me. A moment after I realized it, so did Kurt, and I heard him chuckle very softly. Like a total pro, he took control and shifted both of us slightly. I was suddenly kneeling next to him on his side, and his left hand was at the small of my back. Reflexively I leaned into him and our eyes met. He looked intent and excited, and his smile was intoxicating. Only tangentially aware that my bulge was now on full display for the camera as well, I reached down for his cock and slowly took it in my hand. My palm was still slick with massage oil and I brought my fist up to the head of his cock and back down to the base a few times. Kurt was leaking precum already and that made things even more slippery. My brother closed his eyes and moaned, leaning his head back on my shoulder for a moment. That just made his abs even tighter and his cock jumped a little in my hand. I realized I might need to slow down a little. We needed to prolong this for a while so the video would be long enough. I moved my hand lower and started working my brother's balls, gently tugging on them to make his cock bounce for the camera. "Oh fuck..." Kurt said breathlessly, bringing his head back up so he could look down at what was happening. He looked over at me for a moment, and then I felt one of his hands move to where mine was. He wasn't stopping me, he was clearly trying to tell me to keep my hand there. He shifted position a little, and then I heard myself gasp softly as I saw his hand reach for my bulge. I expected Kurt to squeeze my cock through my briefs, or just grab my bulge in a hot but "bro-y" kind of way. But he proceeded to pull down the front of my waistband and hook it underneath my ball sack, freeing my dripping cock from its confinement. This hadn't been part of the plan, and I panicked for a moment. Maybe we should save this for another video? I didn't even know Kurt was OPEN to jerking me off, we'd never talked about it. I'd been fixated on his hand as it gripped my shaft, and when I looked up at him he must have seen the questions in my eyes. Kurt just gave me a look that let me know not to worry about it. "Follow my lead," he'd said. I felt some tension vanish and I closed my eyes, still continuing to stroke my brother's dick. Kurt's hand on my cock felt... amazing and unexpected! Everything between us suddenly felt electrified. His other hand was still on my lower back and I let myself relax into that, allowing him to support me with his strength. When I opened my eyes, my big brother was looking right at me. The intensity of the moment was overwhelming, and I could tell that he felt it too. A part of my brain was overjoyed that this was being recorded and that I would be able to relive it in that way. But I knew I'd never forget looking into Kurt's eyes in this moment. We stayed like that for a few minutes, breathing deeply and moving in sync, pleasuring one another. "Oh fuck, Sawyer, I'm gonna cum," my brother said suddenly, bringing me out of the sex-daze I'd started to fall into. I barely had a chance to prepare myself before his cock started spraying his load all over me. It was hitting my arm, my stomach, Kurt's arm, and his hand. A good amount of my brother's spooge landed right on my cock, where it immediately slid between my skin and Kurt's hand. His hand was moving faster up and down my shaft, newly lubed by his own jizz. My mind was blown by all of it. My brother was jerking me off using his own freshly-squeezed cum! I felt an amazing surge deep inside me and I started cumming too. Kurt's hand never slowed down and he milked a huge load out of me while I cried out in pleasure. He only slowed down when my spurts started to taper off, and I let out a long breath that I didn't know I'd been holding in. I felt Kurt's hand supporting my back and I just let myself go in that moment. My big brother had me, and he gently guided me back until I was lying on the bed. When I opened my eyes, Kurt was looking down at me with the most tender smile on his face. At that moment, I realized that even while he was doing this for money, and for his kids, and for his own reasons -- he was also doing it for me. I felt Kurt remove his hand from under me, and he surprised me again by leaning forward quickly and kissing my forehead. It was the briefest of moments, and later I would see that it wasn't even apparent in the video that he'd done that. In the middle of this thing that we were doing for lots of strangers to see, it was something that was just for the two of us. As I relaxed back into the softness of the bed, Kurt stood up and faced the camera, dripping cock still half-hard, with me a cummy mess next to him on the bed. "Thanks for checking out my new VIP page, guys. Hope you enjoyed the first video. If you want more, tell your friends to subscribe and let me and my brother know what you want to see us do next." Just like we'd practiced. And this was the end of our first VIP video. "So much for a slow build-up," I laughed to myself as Kurt stopped the camera. Read the next chapter today: phoenix-stories.com/porn-star-brother-chapter-17 Don't forget to support Nifty: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html