Date: Wed, 14 Feb 2024 16:58:06 -0500
From: Phoenix <phoenixvixvi@gmail.com>
Subject: Making Straight Brother a Porn Star (Chapter 30)

Making My Straight Brother a Porn Star
Chapter 30: "Big Brother is Back"
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SAWYER:

    As much as I wanted to bitch and moan about life in suburbia, I had
to admit... that it wasn't all that bad. I appreciated not being subjected
to the neighbors' noise, and having a pool and a large bathroom with a
jacuzzi tub. My brother and I usually had to commute to the city whenever
he filmed porn scenes with girls; but our main moneymaker by now were the
scenes that Kurt and I shot together. Now, we could shout at the top of
our lungs while fucking one another, without worrying about being
overheard by anyone.

    As successful as our business venture was, sometimes I worried about
our content becoming monotonous. We'd crossed that final taboo line: my
brother had fucked my ass, and I'd fucked his. Now what? We had more
money than ever, but our outgoing expenses were also much higher. I knew
that in order to keep this up, we had to continue to be original.

    So, in addition to fucking at home, my brother and I often did it at
risky locations like the gym or the grocery store parking lot. Sometimes,
we resorted to role-playing scenarios. Unsurprisingly, our fans' favorite
was when we pretended we were younger: I pretended to be in high school,
and Kurt was my big brother home from college. What was supposed to be a
one-off actually grew into a multiple-video story arc. The series even
had a title: Big Brother is Back, or BBB as our fans called it. Even my
boyfriend Brock joined in -- he was my high school boyfriend in this
fantasy. The whole thing had me feeling like I was directing some kind of
pornographic soap opera, but I was having fun with it and the audience
liked it as well.

    One night, Brock and I lay in bed before going to sleep, talking
about the upcoming videos I was shooting with Kurt.

    "I think in the next episode of BBB," I said, "we should introduce a
fourth character. Who do you think it should be?"

    "Maybe he can be my character's older brother," Brock suggested.
"He's also home from college."

    "Oooh, good idea," I agreed. "He and Kurt can be best buddies, and
Kurt teaches him how to fuck you. Who do you think should play him?"

    "How about... my real brother. Colin," Brock said. My first instinct
was to laugh, but then I realized he was being serious.

    "For real?" I asked in disbelief. Brock had told me all about his St.
Patrick's Day experience with Colin, and that was a shocker in and of
itself. I never expected anything like that from Colin, but by now I'd
learned not to judge people based on the persona they gave off in public.
After their brotherly sexperience, Colin returned to his boring life in
Maine, and the last thing I expected was for him to show any interest in
having sex on camera.

    "Yeah," Brock nodded. "He and I have been talking, and I've shared
more of the videos with him. At first we were just joking around, but
then he said he'd be up for performing as long as he didn't need to show
his face. He hasn't got any tattoos or anything, so the risk of him being
recognized is really low."

    "Oh my god, you're actually serious?" I sat up. "Colin?!
Like, Colin Colin?! He's willing to... cross the line with you on
camera?!"

    "As long as we don't show his face!" Brock insisted.

    "Don't worry about that, that's easy. We can have him wearing a
football helmet," I said.

    "Oooh, that's good. He and Kurt come back from playing football, all
sweaty and horny, and they start fucking their little brothers," Brock
was already excited, tenting the sheet with his growing boner.

    "How soon can Colin fly in from Maine?" I smiled, pulling the sheet
away and going down on my boyfriend's dick and sucking him until he shot
right down my throat.

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    Two weekends later, Colin was coming over to Kurt's house in
Connecticut. While waiting for Brock to drive him from the airport, I
felt myself growing nervous. By now I'd directed and shot videos with
dozens of performers -- some more experienced than others -- but Brock's
brother was positively one of the last people I ever expected to do this
with.

    The football uniforms were ordered and delivered. When Colin arrived,
he was slightly nervous, and I felt like it was my job to help him get
comfortable. My brother and I were already down to our underwear, as a
way to break the ice. I made drinks for everyone, and the conversation
revolved around Colin actually playing football at college.

    "Now, your character will be best friends with Kurt," I said to Colin
in an effort to start stirring the conversation toward the upcoming
shoot.

    "Actually, can we be roommates?" Colin suggested. "Like, we share a
dorm room?"

    "Suuure," I said, making eye contact with Brock and smiling. I felt
like there was a story there (maybe Colin had a college roommate
experience?) but that would have to wait for now.

    "So, let's change into costume," Brock suddenly said, standing up and
pulling his clothes off. Moving more slowly, Brock's brother began to do
the same. I held my breath; I was about to see my boyfriend's brother
naked for the first time! He'd been a "beefy dad" type even when I'd
first met him years ago, and I'd always had a mild crush on him. So this
was a particular thrill getting to finally see him in all his glory.

    Colin's body was scrumptious, more than I'd even expected. He had
some meat on him but still had an athletic build. I could easily imagine
him back in his college sports days, a little more muscled up and
probably an object of desire for plenty of his classmates. Colin's cock
matched the (very detailed) descriptions I'd heard from Brock, and it was
already on its way to full hardness. He was pretty excited for this, I
realized with a smile.

    Colin noticed me checking him out and flashed me a smile in return.
As I pulled off underwear, he looked me up and down, nodding approvingly
and giving me a wink. I still couldn't quite wrap my head around how at
ease he seemed with all of this. It reminded me of those first times with
Kurt, and I was so happy that Brock was getting to have some similar
experiences with his own brother now.

    Next, it was time to get into our costumes. Brock and I did our best
to look like high school boys, even going so far as to comb our hair down
across our foreheads, in the style of some of the local suburban youth
we'd seen. Kurt and Colin looked truly magnificent in their football
uniforms though. They didn't have the full sets of padding on -- we
wanted all this to come off fairly quickly of course, without the need to
remove their helmets -- but the effect was exactly what I'd hoped for.
They both secured the helmets in place, obscuring their faces and
hopefully, in Colin's case, helping any remaining inhibitions fall away.

    We'd already gone over the basics of what we'd be doing in the video,
and I was pleased to see that Colin didn't mind that we would be
improvising. Kurt, Brock, and I had been letting things unfold naturally
for a while now, and we got the hottest videos when we didn't over-plan
things. The two older brothers stepped out of frame and I started the
camera recording on the tripod before joining Brock on the couch.

    The two of us were relaxing, cuddling and "listening to music" (which
I'd add later during editing) when our older brothers returned home from
college football practice.

    "Hey, love birds," Kurt said in a teasing bro-ish voice. "Better make
some room for us on that couch in a minute. Your big brothers are worn
out and we're gonna need to crash out as soon as we get showered."

    "Damn right," Colin added, reaching up and rubbing his shoulder
beneath the padding. "I need to get some hot water on these aching
muscles." They both stepped into the center of the frame and started to
undress, while Brock and I looked on with admiration. Soon, they were
both down to just jocks, Colin's blue and Kurt's red.

    "Hey, how about we give you guys massages?" I suggested gleefully. I
knew my attempts to act like a high schooler were coming off a bit
cheesy, but that was inevitable in porn. "Let us give those muscles some
attention before you go clean up."

    "That sounds great, little bro," Kurt responded, grabbing my shoulder
as if to thank me. The two of them got onto the couch, while Brock and I
pulled off our shirts and got behind them. We made a show of "secretly"
getting naked while our brother's couldn't see us, trading silent
conspiratorial looks like horny teenagers.

    We started with shoulder rubs, but our hands quickly moved lower,
first working our brothers' pecs and then their ribs and stomachs. Brock
and I traded overstated grins once again before both reaching for the
bulging pouches of the jockstraps and beginning to massage the hardening
cocks contained within.

    Then, we moved around to the front of the couch and got on our knees.
Kurt and Colin traded some lines, feigning surprise that we were naked
and complaining about how their girlfriends weren't putting out enough.

    "I don't know about you but I put my cock in Sawyer here every chance
I get," Kurt bragged. "Best part of having a cockwhore for a little
brother. Hell, I fuck your brother plenty as well."

    "Mmm, is that so? Well, he certainly seems to be a good cocksucker,"
Colin responded as Brock started sucking his dick. "Maybe I need to give
your brother a try soon," Colin added.

    That thought sent my head spinning, even as I was sliding Kurt's cock
down my throat. Would I get to mess around with Colin? We hadn't
discussed that and I didn't want to assume Brock's brother was just ready
to go at it with me; he was still new to all this. But maybe after the
shoot, we could explore some of that. Right now, the double
brother-on-brother action was what mattered the most.

    After a few more minutes of that, as if reading my mind, Brock
stopped sucking Colin and looked at me while Kurt still fucked my mouth.

    "Wanna switch?" Brock asked, sounding excited. "We can taste each
other's brother and compare." This hadn't been part of the plan, but here
we were improvising. Kurt quickly added that it was a great idea, and so
Brock and I scooted around one another on our knees, and before long I
was swallowing Colin's cock. He'd been quiet, perhaps unsure what to add
to the dialogue, but he made no move to stop anything.

    Colin's dick was a true delight, similar to Brock's in some ways. It
really was a fantasy come true to get to suck Colin after dating his
little brother for all these years, and I couldn't help but add a little
bit of that pleasure into the narrative.

    "Mmm, I've wanted to do this for a long time," I said as I briefly
removed Colin's cock from my eager mouth. "I've been drooling over you
for years."

    "Oh yeah?" he replied. Though Colin's face wasn't visible to the
camera, from my low angle I could make out his features in the shadows of
the helmet. He looked intrigued by what I'd said, and it was clear he
understood that it wasn't totally just for the video. "Well, if your
brother had clued me in sooner about what a great cocksucker you were, we
could have been doing this way before now, little buddy." After saying
that, he reached down and pushed my head lower, silencing me by sliding
his dick back between my lips. I wondered how genuine Colin's response
was, and if I'd get to blow him again soon in the future.

    The blowjobs continued for a few more minutes and then I sat back and
delivered a few cheesy lines about "getting deep into the end zone." That
was our queue to get into the final positioning for the shoot.

    "There's no hole as good as your own little brother's hole, am I
right?" Kurt said as I got onto my hands and knees in front of him. Colin
growled in agreement and gave Brock's ass a nice loud swat as my
boyfriend mirrored my actions and exposed his waiting hole to his older
brother.

    "There's no cock as good as your big brother's cock," Brock said,
looking back at Colin. This was a fictional scenario, but I had to admit
that it was a very true statement. It's not something I would have said
to Brock's face before now, even though he'd never shown any sign of
jealousy with regard to me and Kurt. But my boyfriend had found his way
to that realization all on his own. We were both incredibly lucky little
brothers.

    Kurt and Colin started to penetrate us right at the same moment. All
four of us moaned and grunted in pleasure as they pushed deeper, and none
of it was fake. I knew firsthand how much of a rush this was for Colin
and Brock -- not just fucking, but doing it on camera for the first time.
My cock already felt as hard as it had ever been, but it somehow got even
harder as the depravity of all this sunk in. Then again, Kurt's dickhead
pushing up against my prostate might have also had something to do with
it.

    "Fuck. We need to do this after every practice," Colin said, slapping
Brock's ass again. Brock hadn't mentioned any kind of spanking during
their adventures over St. Patrick's Day, and I wondered if this came as a
surprise to him. Regardless, my boyfriend looked like he was in heaven.

    "Damn right we do," Kurt replied. "Hell, we should have them waiting
for us in the locker room. Let the rest of the team take turns after we
load them up. Bet you guys would love that, huh?"

    Brock and I breathlessly conveyed our agreement as we suddenly found
ourselves face to face. Kurt had pushed me forward a little and I guess
Colin had done the same. After a moment of lustful eye contact, my
boyfriend and I began to make out passionately while our brothers fucked
our asses. It was more intense than I expected, and as I had many times
before, I felt grateful that I was able to share all of this with Brock.
Our brothers amused themselves by pushing us together more from various
angles, lending a bit of a "roughhousing" vibe to things.

    I reached for my boyfriend's cock and wasn't at all surprised to find
him leaking precum like a faucet. He grabbed mine as well, and at times
we were even pushed close enough to rub our cocks against one another as
we kissed and bottomed for our big brothers.

    Then, I felt Kurt's hands move from my hips up to my shoulders, and
he started giving me a massage of sorts, just like I'd been doing to him
in the beginning of the video. He moaned softly in my ear, too quiet for
the camera so I knew it was just meant for me to hear. Sometimes I still
couldn't believe how easily my brother and I managed to get this close.
The money was always a motivating factor of course, especially in the
beginning. Even while we made those first few videos, I'd been prepared
for Kurt to pull the plug, if it got too weird or if he just didn't enjoy
it as much as I knew I would. But he never quit, and now here we were,
adding another pair of brothers to the mix.

    The strength of the sexual connection between Kurt and me had come as
a surprise to both of us. Especially after we'd started fucking, it
seemed like a whole new world was opened up for us, not just sexually but
emotionally. There had been more than a few nights when it was just the
two of us in bed, cuddling after a sweaty (and off-camera) fuck. We'd
talk about shared memories and future plans, and I would feel like the
luckiest guy in the world. The fact that we were both making enough money
from this to live on was just more icing on the cake.

    All these thoughts swirled through my head, but I certainly hadn't
lost focus on the pleasures of this moment. Brock and I were furiously
jerking one another's cocks, fucking into each other's hand to maximize
the sensations. We broke our kiss and I whispered to my boyfriend how
much I loved him, and how I wished this moment could last forever.

    "We'll be doing this as often as possible, babe," Brock whispered
back. Last night when they'd talked on the phone, Colin had told Brock
that he'd traded some regional assignments with a colleague and that he'd
be able to visit a lot more often. I'm not sure I've ever seen my
boyfriend smile as big as he did after telling me that.

    "Oh fuck... I'm gonna--" I said, caught off guard by the suddenness
of my ejaculation. Before I could even finish what I was saying, I was
coating Brock's stomach and thighs with my load, with plenty of it
landing on his cock as well. My cum quickly became lube for the handjob I
was giving Brock, and a few seconds later he was blasting his seed all
over me.

    "We fucked the cum out of these boys, man," Kurt said, and the two
helmet-clad studs gave one another a high-five as they pounded us in
perfect synchronization.

    "I'm about to fill mine up good," Colin said. He was doing his best
to sound casual, like it was no big deal, but I could sense that he was
barely keeping it together. I knew how amazing Brock's ass felt around a
cock when he was shooting his load.

    As he'd promised, shortly after that, Colin shouted out that he was
cumming. Kurt joined in and said he was as well. As he often did for the
videos, Kurt pulled out of my ass halfway through his orgasm so that he
could show off my gaping hole to the camera and coat it -- and my lower
back and ass cheeks -- with the remainder of his seed. Colin was less
practiced in the art of porn-making, so he didn't show off his cumshot
for the camera. Instead, he blew all his seed deep in his little brother.
I was happy for Brock and the intense brotherly breeding he was getting
right in front of me.

    All of us pushed together in a sweaty, sticky sandwich of fraternal
satisfaction. This video was going to drive the fans wild, and I could
already imagine the demands for Colin to return for future installments.
Whether or not that would happen, time would tell. With our loyal legion
of pervy fans, it felt like the sky was the limit.

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