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Subject: My Little Brother, The Slut, Chapter 4 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 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 hoo. Apologies for any errors. All Rights Reserved Please donate to Nifty.Org fty/donate.html) to keep our stories alive! I put away the phone and make sure everything is as it was, when I heard Logan coming down the stairs. When he reaches the bottom of the stairs I see he’s wearing an old t-shirt of mine and briefs. The shirt was oversized on him, but I could still see his ass cheeks hanging out of the bottom. “You left your backpack. I was just gonna come up and give it to you.” I tell him I knew I should address what I saw on his phone, but I couldn’t. I had promised him I wouldn’t go through his things. If I wanted him to follow my rules and to trust me, I couldn’t tell him. I wasn’t going to let him sleep over. No, I had other plans for him this weekend. “Oh yeah! Thanks. I am gonna grab something to eat quick. I’ll hand in my phone right after I’m done. That cool?” He asks me, giving me one of his signature smiles. “Sure, Bubba,” I reply to him, not realizing his eyes are glued to my cum soaked underwear on the counter behind me. I was glad he wasn’t fighting me. Deep down, I knew that Logan understood where I was coming from. I give him a quick hug and make my way upstairs, my dick swinging in my shorts, exhausted from all I put it through today. I make my way to my bedroom and decide to shower before heading to bed. As I undress, I remembered my underwear downstairs. I couldn’t risk Logan finding them, especially since they were covered in cum. I pull up my shorts and head downstairs ready to collect my underwear, and they weren’t there. I search the kitchen thinking maybe I had misplaced them. I realize Logan nor his backpack were downstairs anymore either. “Logan? You upstairs?” I yell out. “Yeah!” I hear his voice come from his room. No. There’s no way he would have taken them. I had been wearing them since yesterday, since I hadn’t showered. They were not just ripe, but filled with my thick cum. I head upstairs and decided to ask him. I knew what letting things bottle up did and I didn’t want to another repeat of the last 24 hours. “Hey Logan?” I ask opening his door. He was sprawled out on his bed, eating a sandwich, facing away from me. His ass was the first thing I saw. It was beautiful. The way his underwear hugged his ass, sinking a bit in the middle, showing a clear distinction of each globe. I licked my lips. “Yeah, Lex?” He asks turning his head to look back at me, breaking my stare. “I, umm… I think I left some clothing on the kitchen island, did you see it when you were down there?” I ask, knowing if I said it was my underwear, he’d wonder why it was there. “Umm… no. I just saw my backpack. Maybe you took it to your room,” he tells me. “Yeah, maybe. I swore I left it there, but I guess maybe not,” I say my eyes scanning the room looking for them. Nothing. “Anyway, I’m going to shower. I want your phone when I’m done and don’t bother putting a passcode on it” I remind him. “I know! I know. Just don’t go through it. I’m not hiding anything, but I deserve privacy too,” He tells me, turning his attention back to his phone, probably deleting messages and things he didn’t want me to see. I turn to walk out, but not without staring at his ass one more time. I get back into my bathroom and begin to undress. I turn on the shower and let it warm up before jumping in. I decide to clean up my scruffy face a bit while I waited. I trimmed and shaped my stubble a bit, but not too much where I looked like I belonged on Jersey Shore, with perfectly lined and trimmed facial hair. I see the steam start to pour out of the shower and I step in. It felt amazing. I close my eyes and allow the hot water to hit my body. I stay in the shower until I feel the water begin to turn cold. I quickly rinse off and turn off the water. I step out, dick swinging, as I reach for my towel. I dry off quickly, wrapping the towel around my waist. I put some moisturizer on my face, before slapping on some deodorant. I look at myself in the mirror for a bit. After all that happened and all the new thought I’ve had, part of me expected to see a different person staring back at me, but no. “God. You’re a handsome fuck!” I tell myself, flexing in the mirror. I told you I was cocky. I grab my clothes off the bathroom floor and open the door leading to my room. As I walk towards the hamper, I notice, right on top, were my underwear. I pick them up and gone were the clumps of my nut, replaced with wet spots. Had I grabbed them and forgotten, like Logan said? Had Logan taken them and returned them after licking them clean? My little brother on his bed, tasting his big brother’s cum… The idea of him eating my cum, turned me on. Unfortunately, my thoughts were interrupted, as I heard a knock on my door. I drop my underwear and the rest of my clothes in the hamper and quickly grab a pair of boxers from my dresser and yell for Logan to come in. “Hey. Here’s my phone,” Logan says quickly. I could tell he had something on his mind. “Alright. Leave it on the nightstand bud. Everything ok?” “I just want to make sure we’re ok. Today was quite a day, for both of us. Do you think I… maybe I… can I watch TV with you for a bit? You know like old times?” He asks timidly. “Yeah, you can say that again. To be honest, I kinda wanna forget about it. But yeah, that’s fine. Put something on.” I tell him while finishing drying off. I didn’t izmit escort notice his eyes were scanning my body, focusing on my swinging cock. He turns on the new Power Rangers movie and jumps in bed with me. I climb in bed next to him and seconds later I feel his leg on mine and he’s laying his head on my chest a bit. I rub his back with my arm for a bit before turning my attention to the movie. His skin soft and smooth. Relax Alex, I tell myself. Everything was going back to normal, or so it seemed, so don’t fuck it up. After a bit, I fall asleep with Logan still in my arms. When I wake up, Logan is still asleep. He was curled up in a ball his ass peeking out of his underwear. I wanted to reach out and grab it, touch it, fuck it. Normally, I’d beat off, but Logan was still in my bed. I push down on my cock, as if to will it down, but no such luck. I start counting sheep until it finally goes away. I peel the blanket off of me a bit, ready to start my day. “Log… it’s time to start getting ready,” I whisper to him as I feel him stir. “Ughhh no! 5 more minutes please,” he groans. I laugh, shaking my head, and head into the bathroom to get ready for the day. I quickly shower to wake myself up. This morning I woke up with a new sense of purpose, in regard to Logan. No more sneaking around would be happening in my house, I think to myself. If Logan wasn’t going to stop being a whore, I was going to make it damn near impossible for him to be alone. I get ready and get downstairs to start cooking breakfast. I had an egg white omelet, with some oatmeal, fruit and a protein shake. It’s not easy looking this good, you know. I had heard music and the shower running indicating Logan was up. Being in a good mood, I cooked him some pancakes, his favorite. OK, so maybe not just a good mood, I still felt guilty. “Logan! Breakfast, dude!” I yell, warming up the syrup for him. “Coming!” Logan yelled back. A few minutes later, he comes bouncing down the stairs. He heads straight for me and gives me a hug. I hug him back, rubbing his shoulders gently. I smile to myself and silently say a thank you to my dad for making sure we were back to normal. I had prayed last night to him, asking him to fix this. “Morning! This smells great!” He says staring at his chocolate chip pancakes and bowl of fresh fruit. “Eat up. I have to drop you off and then head to work.” I tell him “OK!” He says taking a few bites before looking at me, “Casey is having a sleep over at her house this Friday. Do you think it would be ok if I go?” “Actually, I was thinking we would go up to the cabin this weekend. I text Stephen and he’s down to go. If you want, you can invite one of your friends?” I suggest. My father had a cabin just north of Phoenix, and we hadn’t used it in a while. Typically, I just rented it out online and had a local company manage the place. I saw his eyes widen. He was disappointed and ready to object. I could see the anger building up in his eyes as I had managed to cockblock his plans for the weekend. “This weekend? No! I promised Casey I would stay with her. I am going to be the only one who doesn’t go! That’s not fair! Why don’t you go, and I stay here?” He begins to whine. “Eat your breakfast, dude. We’re going. I don’t wanna hear another word. You hear me?” I ask him. “Yes, sir.” He replies defeated. He knew there was no winning this argument. He continues to eat and gets on his phone. I was almost positive, he was texting Brian letting him know he wasn’t going to make it. He was pissed. He knew better than to argue, though. “Are you ready to go?” I ask. He nods, but he doesn’t argue. He grabs his backpack and pushes past me as he gets into my red BMW 5 series. I try making conversation with Logan, but he keeps giving me one-word answers. I had to give him time to get over being mad. He loved the cabin. Plus, it would give us some time to bond and be closer to our dad, he loved the place. My dad brought us there every chance he got. After driving in silence for what felt like hours, I drop him off at school and remind him Stephen would be picking him up. The rest of the morning went by without a hitch. I managed to get a work out in with one of my clients who was preparing for a body building competition. While we worked out, I found myself checking out his large bulge. I wondered what lingered under those compression pants. Wait, what the fuck am I saying. I’m not a queer. Maybe I just need to get laid, I think to myself, staring at his bulge one more time, licking my lips. It looked big and heavy hiding in his red Nike compression pants. I swore I could see the outline of the head and it looked big. I snap out of my fantasy when he tells me he’s done for the day. I get another set in before hitting the showers. I enter the locker room and the musk and manly odor instantly made me bone up. I squeeze my cock and adjust it, so it wasn’t noticeable. Thank goodness for Under Armour. I make my way to the showers and quickly rinse off before making my way to class. I call Stephen on the way to ensure he had picked up Logan. He answers telling me Logan was working on his homework and he had just ordered pizza for them. I thank him again before heading into my boring 2-hour lecture. I get home exhausted, thankfully I didn’t have class tomorrow and I only had 3 clients tomorrow. I find Stephen with his hands down his pants while watching TV. His free arm was behind his neck exposing his hairy pit. I don’t know why but I kind of expected Logan to be on his knees in front of him. Wishful thinking, huh? “Am I interrupting?” I say, startling him. “Shit! You scared me bro!” He yells, removing his hand from his pants. We both laugh. “Where’s Logan?” I ask him. “He just went upstairs. There’s still some pizza if you’re hungry.” He tells me. “Thanks man! I grabbed a burger on the way home, though. I owe you man. Was he any trouble?” I ask putting my stuff down on the couch and sitting next to him. “Nah. He did his homework. He doesn’t seem too happy yahya kaptan escort about going up north. He’ll get over it though. Don’t sweat it man,” He reassures me. “Thanks! Speaking of, I was thinking, I only have 3 clients tomorrow, so I was gonna stop by the grocery store and pick up food and shit for this weekend. You cool with steaks and burgers?” I ask. “Like you have to ask. Just lemme know how much and I’ll chip in,” He asks. “Don’t worry ’bout it. My treat for watching Logan. I’ll get a few cases of beer and some liquor. It’s supposed to snow a bit so maybe we can do some snowboarding.” I tell him and begin to yawn. “Yeah. I’m down for whatever. Anyway, I should get home” Stephen says. When he stands up, I see his cock bounce in his shorts. The material was pretty thin, and I could make out where his cock was. Was he free balling? Ok, seriously Alex, get your shit together you sound queer, I tell myself. I say bye to Stephen and lock up before heading upstairs to check in on Logan. “Hey Bubba. Can I come in?” I ask knocking on his door. “Sure” I hear him say without much enthusiasm. “Hey! How was your day?” I ask him, sitting on the edge of his bed. “It was fine. Do I really have to go? Are you sure I can’t stay here?” He asks again, giving me his puppy dog eyes. “Good try but you know that shit doesn’t work with me. Logan, I want us to go up to the cabin together. We haven’t been up since dad died and I think it would be good to have some brother time, given all that’s happened. I feel like shit that you didn’t feel like you could tell me you were gay. I’m not gonna lie and say I’m surprised, but why didn’t you tell me?” I ask him. We hadn’t talked about this at all. Sure, he told me he was gay, and I told him it was ok, but that was it. I didn’t want to alienate him from me. He stares at me momentarily and then lets out a sigh. “I dunno. I guess, I guess I thought you would be disappointed. You constantly call your friends gay or fag like an insult. I figured you wouldn’t want a gay brother. I was worried you would react like you did,” he tells me. His voice was shaking, and I could tell he was on the verge of tears. I move closer to him and hug him. His hair was still damp from the shower he must have just taken. He takes a deep breath as I hold him before continuing. “I’m still the same person, Alex. I know you love me, but I need you to be ok if I start dating and having sex. I’m gay. I can’t change it. I’ve known since I was little that I liked men. I just don’t understand why it’s so different for me when you were having sex at my age,” he says. “Logan, I love you man. I don’t care if you’re straight, gay or whatever you wanna be. I just want you to be safe. Dude you’re 14, you should be having sex with other 14-year olds, not men old enough to be dad. I just worry that you’re gonna get hurt. I assume you’re the girl?” I ask him, even though I already knew the answer. “I’m not the girl. I’m gay, were both the boys, but yes during sex, I guess I like to be the receiver. It feels good.” he says blushing and I laugh. My brother just admitted he was the bitch in bed. “Ok! Ok! TMI!” I say, pretending to be grossed out but to be honest, I was starting to chub up. “You asked!” He reminds me, “and I don’t like guys my age. They’re immature and they aren’t very bi… they’re just dumb. I like older guys. They know what they want and so do I” he says. Was he about to say they aren’t very big? What a whore. I knew what he wanted. He wanted a big cock stretching his lips and asshole. Ok, Alex, get it together before you poke him in the eye with your hard on, I tell myself. “Oooook. Look I will try my hardest to be open minded, but I need you to be honest with me. No more sex or anything until I take you to the doctor on Monday and get you checked out.” I tell him and give him a hug and walk toward the door. “I promise,” he says smiling, “Thanks for at least trying Alex.” “You got it. Now pack your shit. I’m picking you up from school and then we will take off from there. When you finish drop your phone off in my room,” I remind him. “Yes sir!” He says giving me a salute. I give him a smile and head to my room. I grabbed a duffle bag and throw in some clothes for the weekend. I knew we would be hanging out, drinking, and grilling so no need for anything fancy. I get undressed and get in bed, turning on the TV. I think I had started to doze off, because I didn’t even hear Logan come in. I kept my eyes closed. He probably is just turning his phone in and heading to bed. I feel him approach the side of the bed I was laying on. “Lex?” He whispers softly, shaking my arm a bit. I continue to pretend I am deep asleep. What was this kid up to? If he needed something, he would wake me and turn on the light, but he was being secretive. Satisfied that I was asleep he leaves the room. I let out a sigh of relief. Part of me wished this was one of those stories where he checked I was asleep and then started sucking me, no such luck I guess. I look at my nightstand, hoping to find Logan’s phone. No such luck. Was this little shit checking to make sure I was asleep, so he could sneak out? I get out of bed quietly and decide to find out. I creep out of my room, luckily the house was newer, so the floors didn’t creek, plus the carpet silenced my footsteps. I make my way towards his room in darkness when I heard Logan talking. “Yes daddy! I know. I’m sorry! Yes, he’s asleep, I just checked. Trust me, he can sleep through anything. Yes!! How long til you get here? Yeah, I still have it. I’ll put it on just please hurry, I need it so bad.” I hear him say. His door was closed but he wasn’t doing much to keep his voice down, so I heard everything crystal clear. Who was he talking to and who was he inviting over? I hear him moving around, and I quickly run back to my room and close the door, my heart beating loud, and my cock rock hard. What a little whore. I did have to give it up to him though, he gebze escort was resourceful, waiting for me to fall asleep to get some. I was a bit jealous, also that my kid brother was getting laid more than I was. I lay there for a few minutes, when I hear my door open again. I shut my eyes, pretending to be asleep. Logan stays in the doorway for a few seconds, before calling my name a bit louder this time. Nothing. Satisfied, I hear him close the door and start to head downstairs. I decided to wait a few minutes before venturing downstairs. What would I do? What could I do? I rub my cock through my underwear, envisioning my brother downstairs, face down ass up. I begin to run my hands through my chest hair before landing on my nipple. I give it a quick squeeze before licking my fingers and rubbing it. I let out a silent moan. My thoughts are abruptly interrupted when I hear the door close downstairs. Showtime. I creep out of my room and make my way for the stairs. It was dark, so I use the wall to guide me. I was shaking, afraid and turned on by what I may see when I reach the bottom of the stairs. I reach the staircase and stop for a second, allowing my eyes to adjust to the darkness and I hear voices. “Hurry up and get it in your mouth, faggot. I told my wife I was running to the store, so I don’t have a lot of time. Get it wet. That’s right bitch. Get daddy’s dick nice and wet for your faggot pussy, bitch.” I hear Brian’s deep gruff voice command followed by slurping. Had I not been squeezing my cock, trying to hold off my orgasm, I would have shot right then and there. Jesus Christ, my brother was such a little bitch. I could hear him moaning. I needed to see what was happening. I quickly and quietly continue my descent down the stairs, careful to not be heard. I knew when I reached the bottom of the stairs I’d have a clear view of what was going on. After what seemed like an eternity, I reach the bottom of the stairs. I grab the railing as I see Brian, naked in all his glory, besides his fitted cap. His body glistened in the moonlight. I could see every muscle as he fucked my brothers throat. His eyes were closed, and his head was thrown back in pleasure. Neither of them bothered to be quiet. I could see little Logan on the floor, naked except for a black thong. His ass looked glorious in the thong, on his knees bobbing in front of this man-god. I bite my lip to keep myself quiet. “Alright, alright get your ass up and bend over.” Brian commands Logan pulling his cock out Logan’s throat. For a second, I saw his meat. It was huge. Covered in spit, it almost seemed to almost glisten in the moonlight. I was scared for Logan, but excited. This huge cock was about to be up his ass for the second time. I duck down quickly when I see Logan stand up. He got on the couch with his ass up in the air and his head in the cushions. “Did you put lube in your pussy like I said?” Brian asks him before his big, black hand spanked Logan’s bubble butt, causing the boy to moan hard. “Yes daddy. Fuck me please. Fuck my pussy” Logan’s squeaky voice begged. I stand up and walk a little closer, but still out of sight. I see Brian give his cock a few more tugs before lining it up with my brother’s hole. He pulled the thong to the side and pressed himself inside. My brother’s hole didn’t stand a chance. Logan moaned in both pleasure and pain as Brian began to slide what looked like 9 thick inches into his hole. I could see Logan gripping the couch with his hands, his teeth gritted. I pulled my cock out and start jerking slowly, playing with my nipple. Brian gave him a second to get used to it, before beginning to pound Logan’s little hole “Fuck me daddy! Fuck my pussy. Drown me in your cum. Use me like the faggot I am,” Logan cries out. “Good little bitch. Your pussy is fucking wet. You must really want it. Don’t you? Such a little whore at 14,” Brian says, slapping Logan’s ass hard again and really starting to pound him. Logan was making unintelligible noises as Brian fucked him like a rag doll. I let out a gasp, louder than I had intended and Brian looks in my direction. I tried to hide to no avail. Brian had seen me. He didn’t stop fucking, though. His eyes bore into me, challenging me to say something. I couldn’t move. My dick was throbbing in my hand as this man held my eye contact. He winks and gives me a cocky smile. I shoot my load right then and there. I grab the wall to steady myself. I had never cum that hard before. I was panting quietly, trying to catch my breath. “That’s it faggot. Take my dick. Daddy’s gonna breed your tight little cunt,” He says, never breaking eye contact. I couldn’t look away. He grabbed Logan’s hips and slammed into him a few more times, lifting Logan off the couch with each stroke, before announcing he was cumming. “Fuck!! I’m cumming bitch! Take my nut. Take this nut you white bitch!” He says collapsing on top of Logan. I took this as my opportunity to leave. I take my underwear off and start to wipe up my cum off the floor. I wear a loud pop, as Brian pulls out of Logan’s hole. I hear a sigh of relief come from Logan. “Fuck daddy! You were amazing. I came without touching myself. You have never been that aggressive” Logan laughs, still out of breath. “Clean my dick off, faggot. I have to go,” He snaps before standing up. He still had the same cocky smile on his face as he looked over at me. I felt embarrassed, ashamed. I look over at him one more time, taking him in, memorizing his body. I look at his lips as he mouths ‘you’re next’. My eyes grow wide and I quickly run upstairs and lock myself in my room. What the fuck just happened?! AUTHORS NOTES: So this chapter was hard for me. I guess that’s why it took me a while to write it. I wanted to go in a ton of different directions, but I wasn’t happy with any of them. I took a few days off and let the story write itself. This is the finished product. What do you guys think? This chapter is probably the scariest for me to post, since I am not sure how you guys will react. I hope to hear your thoughts on this chapter and the story overall. Again, continue to send me your messages! 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