Date: Sat, 24 Sep 2022 10:43:49 -0400
From: Phoenix <phoenixvixvi@gmail.com>
Subject: Making My Straight Brother a Porn Star: Chapter 2

Chapter 2: "Shower Show"
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KURT:

    On Tuesday evening, just 24 hours after I'd agreed to my brother's
suggestion of creating porn content, he and I were sitting down in the
dining room for a "business meeting." Sawyer showed up with a notebook
full of notes, and I gotta say, it made me feel confident as well as
proud to see him so dedicated to something.

    "The first thing we need to do is build up a gallery of photos and
videos. Since you still have a full-time job, you won't have the time to
just shoot whenever, so we need an archive that we can upload overtime.
In the meantime, I'll use your underwear photos on Twitter, people have
been eating those up."

    "Okay," I nodded, trying to keep up, even though this all seemed very
foreign to me. I didn't use social media at all except for a neglected
Facebook profile, and terms like "scheduled posts" and "promo" and
"teasers" were unfamiliar to me in this context.

    "My smartphone's got an amazing camera, so I'll be your photographer.
I ordered a tripod and ring light online, they'll be here tomorrow. I
also want you to take as many selfies as possible. When you're at the
gym, take photos in the mirror, in the locker room, every single day!
I'll link your phone to my cloud, so I can access your photos. I'll
select the best ones, slap a filter on them, and post them online. Is
that alright with you?"

    "Whatever you say, boss," I replied, taking a sip of beer.

    "This weekend, we'll do our first photo shoot. All you need to do is
show up. Don't worry, I'll plan the rest."

    And that he did. On Saturday, I got out of the shower to find clothes
already laid out for me on my bed, just like our mom did when we were
kids. It was a pair of extremely short white shorts, and athletic socks
to match. Under the shorts was a jockstrap, which made me laugh, since I
hadn't worn one since high school. The jock had a white pouch and red
waistband, and definitely looked sexier than the ones I wore in school.

    I got dressed and looked at myself in the mirror. The shorts were
uncomfortably tight, but at least they showed off my ass as well as much
junk. Since they were mesh, you could actually see through them if you
focused enough, and spot the white jock underneath.

    "Mom, where's the shirt I need to wear?" I asked jokingly as I walked
to my brother in the living room. I was very surprised to see him holding
a football, for what might be the first time in his life.

    "You won't need a shirt. You can wear whatever shirt until we get
there."

    "Where're we going?"

    "Prospect Park. C'mon, put some nice sneakers on and let's head out.
I'll go get Brock."

    In the park, my brother had me take my shirt off and pass the ball
around with Brock. Meanwhile, Sawyer took pictures and short videos of me
like a paparazzo. It was a gorgeous, early-spring day and I was having a
lot of fun, but I didn't see how this was supposed to make me "a porn
star."

    "Okay, just stand there and let me zoom in on your butt," said Sawyer
after a while, taking close-up photos of my ass. The park was full, but
we still weren't doing anything that would draw too much attention. I
flexed my glutes, hoping they looked good on camera.

    "Now reach in and pull down one of the straps around your ass, so
people can see you're wearing a jock. Quickly, no one's looking."

    I did as I was told, and my brother snapped the pics. The shorts were
so short, you could probably see my asscheeks coming out.

    "Okay, now turn around, and just sorta hook your thumb in the
waistband of your shorts. That's it. Now pull down just a little bit,
show me some of that treasure trail. Your hair right there, yes, going
down to your pubes. Pull 'em down just a bit lower," Sawyer guided me.
"Flex your abs as well, that's right! Gorgeous."

    I posed like this for a few minutes, as my brother zoomed in on my
bulge, my abs, and my chest. Brock just stood to the side watching us,
throwing in suggestions every now and then. I definitely felt sexy --
especially with all the compliments my brother and Brock were paying me
-- I just couldn't see how anyone would pay money for content like this.

    "We're not done," said Sawyer. "This is only the intro. Off to
Manhattan now. Brock, honey, you coming along?"

    "I think I'll let you guys do it and I'll head home," Brock said
goodbye to us and went back to the apartment as my brother and I walked
to the subway. When we got to the station, I went to finally put my shirt
on, but Sawyer stopped me.

    "Leave it. I'm sure no one will say anything. I'm gonna snap some
pics of you shirtless on the subway, it'll be hot."

    I was already feeling like I was drawing too much attention in the
obscene shorts I had on, but I guess being shy never made anyone a good
porn star. I got on the train half-naked, and my brother took photos of
me during our ride. When we finally made it to Chelsea, we walked into a
building that looked way too expensive for either one of us to be in,
especially me, with all the dirt I had on me after tossing the ball
around at the park.

    Sawyer talked to the doorman, who smiled as soon as Sawyer told him
why we were here. I couldn't hear them, so this was all a surprise for
me. The doorman gave Sawyer a key, and my brother and I took the elevator
to the top floor, where he used the key to get into one of the
apartments.

    "Who lives here?" I asked, looking around.

    "A couple of friends of mine, a gay couple. They're loaded,
obviously. They're down in Florida, but they said it's okay to come use
their bathroom."

    "WHAT?!"

    "Yes. You're about to take a shower."

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SAWYER:

    I had big ideas for my brother's new career: content for multiple
platforms, live shows, collabs, sponsorships... My boyfriend said I was
getting way ahead of myself, but I saw no downside to being prepared and
dreaming big. Of course, we had to start much smaller, both because my
brother didn't have that many followers for now, but also because he
needed to be eased into everything and made to feel comfortable.

    An improvised football game in the park seemed like the logical
choice for our first shoot. Kurt felt at home with a ball in his hands,
and we got some really sexy pics out of it. I didn't want my brother to
just get naked in front of a camera, wank his dick, and expect people to
pay him. I wanted his profile to reflect his personality. His fans needed
to fall in love with him as a person, not just a sex object.

    Of course, in between all the authentic posts, there would also be
some that are a bit more... aspirational. For example, I wanted to take
photos of Kurt in the shower, but we couldn't do it in our rusty little
shower back at home. So I called up a couple of fuck buddies of mine. We
weren't super close, but they knew I was trustworthy, and since they were
away they let me use their gorgeous apartment for a shoot.

    Their bathroom was, in a word, epic. That's why it was the first
place I thought of for these pictures. The large shower had three glass
walls and was large enough to fit three people (something I knew
firsthand). Their building was tall enough to have direct sunlight coming
in through some of the windows, and though I hadn't planned it, we'd come
at the perfect time of day. We wouldn't even need the light I'd brought.
I set up the tripod while Kurt checked out the rest of the apartment.

    "This place is incredible!" my brother exclaimed as he walked back
into the bathroom. "You said you hook up with these guys sometimes?"

    "Now and then," I replied. "When I sent them your pics and said I
wanted to use their shower for a shoot, they said yes right away. I think
they'll get a kick out of seeing this online."

    "Sooo... should I just jump in and start soaping up?" Kurt asked,
tugging down on the waistband of his shorts with one thumb.

    "No!" I said quickly, holding up my hand to signal he should stop.
"This is a big moment. The reveal. We've gotta take it nice and slow. Now
just... act like you're coming in here after the football game at the
park. Sweaty, with tense muscles. You're eager to get in the shower, but
you're gonna enjoy checking yourself out in the mirror as you strip
down."

    I saw him look past me at his reflection in the large mirror above
the counter behind me. The camera was pointed right into the shower --
he'd be leaving the door open so there was no chance of wet glass getting
in the way of these shots.

    We tried a few poses in the shorts, and then I asked him to slide
them off while he faced away from the camera, slowly exposing his ass.
His cheeks were slightly hairy, and a bit paler than the rest of his
legs. The sides had dimples which became ridges of muscle when he flexed,
a sight that made something in my balls tingle a little. I was so glad
I'd picked the jock earlier today when deciding on Kurt's outfit! My
brother let the shorts fall to the ground and then I told him to turn
around.

    Kurt filled out the jock's pouch very well, a fact that had already
been obvious through the thin shorts. I suggested a few poses with him
turned toward the camera at various angles. The material was thick enough
so as not to be transparent, but I could still make out the ridge of
Kurt's cockhead and see the individual bulges of each of his balls when I
watched him on the screen. I was about to suggest that he turn back
around for a few more ass shots, when he did it on his own.

    I told him to put his hands at the back of his legs and slowly move
them up to his hips. The motion would pull his cheeks up for a brief
moment and then they'd bounce back down, hopefully looking super sexy and
juicy as they did. When Kurt's hands got to the spot where his ass was
slightly lifted, I noticed him pulling his cheeks apart just slightly.
Not enough to show anything off, but it was a nice little tease,
something I would have expected to see from an experienced model. I
couldn't help but let out a little "mmm" moan of approval.

    "Was that good?" my big brother asked, clearly having heard my
reaction.

    "Yeah, that was perfect," I replied. "Do that move anytime you feel
like it. You sure you've never done this before?"

    "Posed for sexy videos in a stranger's bathroom with my brother
behind the camera?" he said, sarcastically. "No, I'm pretty sure I'd
remember that."

    "Ha ha," I responded in a deadpan tone, as I captured more images of
Kurt starting to tug down the jock waistband. "No, I meant posed for any
kind of sexy photos. Never?"

    My brother shrugged. "Do you remember Jenny? One of the girls I dated
in high school? Junior year, I think."

    "Yeah," I nodded, while snapping more pics of my brother's ass. "I
think I remember her. She was a photographer for the school newspaper,
right?

    "Yup," Kurt nodded. "She was a photographer in the bedroom as well,
if you know what I mean," he chuckled. "She had me pose naked for her a
few times. I haven't even thought about it in years."

    "Slide the jock off now," I told Kurt, as I adjusted my stance.
Hearing his stories made me picture a teenage version of my brother,
posing naked for his girlfriend. "Did you enjoy posing for her? Like, did
it turn you on?" I asked, wanting to keep his mind on a memory that might
get him worked up. He had the hang of this now, slowly and sensually
sliding the jock down over his ass. He looked back over his shoulder and
smiled at the camera, and at me.

    "Yeah, I usually got hard when she would tell me how to stand," he
answered, and then bent down quickly to pull his feet from through the
straps. Kurt kept his eyes locked on mine as he tossed the jock to the
side, somehow making the small gesture look masculine and sexy. I
couldn't quite see my brother's cock, which meant the camera couldn't
either. This was perfect -- he was saving the good stuff for the shower.

    "Go get under the showerhead and turn on the water," I instructed
him. Kurt stepped into the luxurious shower and turned the faucet,
waiting a moment for the water to warm up before stepping under the
spray. Then, he turned around to lean his head back, getting his hair wet
and letting the water hit his shoulders. I knew I'd be editing this into
a long, slow pan down his body, following the droplets as they rolled
down past his pecs and abs; all the way to my brother's cock! I'd seen my
brother naked before, though it had been quite a few years since. I knew
what his cock looked like when it was soft, and I could tell he was
starting to bone up. The head looked a little plumper than I remembered,
and he was hanging lower.

    Kurt ran his hands through his hair and then slowly down along his
neck and onto his chest. He looked up at me, and though I was looking at
the screen on the phone right then, his gaze locked onto the camera and
it felt like he was staring right into my eyes. This was going to drive
my followers wild.

    "Seems like you enjoy remembering your time with Jenny," I said to my
brother, speaking a little louder now that the water was running. "Why
don't you pretend that I'm her while I'm giving you instructions?"

    "That works," Kurt said, smiling mischievously and closing his eyes.

    "Great," I said, my voice cracking a little. I hoped my brother
didn't hear that over the sound of the shower. Since his eyes were still
closed, I used the opportunity to adjust my cock. The whole situation had
gotten the blood flowing for me, but I didn't want Kurt to see that. I
was here to play the role of a professional photographer, not a horny
perv.

    Over the next ten minutes, I had my brother lather up with some
overpriced soap, and slowly move his hands over every part of his body.
I'd be pulling still images from this footage for hours, I knew. Every
now and then I'd remark how sexy he looked, or how hot a particular pose
was. Occasionally I'd give Kurt some specific instructions but he was
doing great all on his own.

    At one point, he turned around, allowing me to get some great images
of his ass (and also another chance to adjust my increasingly erect cock
in my pants). Kurt even did the little lift-and-part move with his
asscheeks again, this time pulling them a little wider. I thought I might
have even caught a quick glimpse of his hole, and figured I'd need to
closely examine those frames, looking for the moment that showed the
most.

    "That was perfect, Kurt," I said, taking a deep breath. "Turn back
around and let's do a little bit more of the front, and maybe then we can
wrap up." I'd gotten more than enough footage, and the bathroom was
starting to get steamy, with the mirrors and shower walls beginning to
fog up.

    "Umm, I think there's more than just a little bit on the front now,"
my brother said, turning his body toward me. I was stunned to see that he
was now fully erect, as he quickly moved a hand down to his cock to
stroke it slowly. Luckily I hadn't stopped recording and my phone was
capturing every moment.

    "That's..." I began, suddenly at a loss for words. My brother's cock
was gorgeous, and bigger than I'd expected it to be. I'd only ever caught
fleeting glimpses of him with a boner while growing up. He was never shy
around me, but he also wasn't the type to parade around with a hard-on in
front of his baby brother (not that I would have ever minded!). "That's
perfect," I finally said, and I meant it in every sense.

    "So you said guys jerk off in these videos?" he asked, looking at me
as he continually slid his hand up and down his glistening shaft.

    "Yeah," I replied, my mouth suddenly dry. "It's pretty standard. I
wasn't sure you'd be ready for that this first time though. But I
guess..." I trailed off, wanting him to be the one to say it, even though
he was clearly ready.

    "You want me to do it, right, Sawyer?" my big brother asked me, and I
noticed he had his eyes closed again. I wondered if he was still
imagining his old girlfriend, even though it was my name he was saying,
not Jenny's.

    "Fuck yeah I do," I said, barely thinking about the words as they
left my mouth. "Jerk that big cock for m-- for the camera. The internet's
gonna love this."

    My words seemed to charge Kurt up, maybe because I'd acknowledged the
size of his large cock. I'm sure he's heard it plenty of times before,
but what man can ever get enough of that?

    Not knowing what else to say, I remained silent as my brother
gradually increased the speed of his strokes, never going too fast and
keeping the angle perfect. A few quick words of encouragement now and
then seemed to be all he needed, and before much more time passed I could
tell he was building toward a climax. Kurt's ample balls were starting to
tighten up. I noticed that while his bush seemed untrimmed, his nuts
looked totally smooth. "Does he shave them, like I do?" I wondered. I'd
have to ask him at some point. It was easy to imagine fans who'd pay to
watch him do that sometime.

    "Oh, fuck!" Kurt moaned suddenly, and I watched him pick up even more
speed with his strokes. "Any minute now."

    "Try not to cover up your cockhead with your hand when you start
shooting," I instructed him, checking the framing on the phone screen.
"And don't move around too much, this is a perfect angle."

    "Oh shit, oh shit..." my brother panted, trailing off as the words
changed into low moans. I saw the first jet of cum erupt from his
cockhead, launching across the shower and hitting the glass wall across
from him. That was out of frame, but I made a mental note that Kurt could
shoot far, already thinking about how to utilize that in the future.

    Cum continued to emerge from the tip of my brother's cock, now
pouring down over his fingers like a gooey waterfall. I was truly shocked
at how big his load was, and I wondered how long it had been since his
last one. After about seven or eight bursts of decreasing volume, he gave
a loud moan of satisfaction and finally opened his eyes. Again on the
phone screen, as he looked into the camera lens it seemed like he was
staring me in the eye. When I moved my eyes to look directly at my
brother, we stared at each other for an intense moment of fraternal
connection. Then, Kurt laughed, suddenly looking like a cheerful
high-school kid again, back when I was little and he was my hero and
protector.

    "How was that?" my big brother asked, reaching his right hand into
the stream of water to rinse off the cum that was on it. I made another
mental note about telling him to save his load for next time. There was
most definitely going to be a next time.
   "That was... really good," I said truthfully. "Better than I expected,
even. I think we're really onto something here."
   "AIGHT!" Kurt cheered, raising his right hand for a high-five. We
high-fived like two players on the same team, celebrating a victory. When
I pulled my hand back, I realized it was Kurt's right hand that he had
been jacking off with before touching me. The same hand he'd wiped his
cum with.

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