How to Love Your Brother

“Huh… What’s going on…” I muttered groggily, my eyes half-closed. I fell asleep while watching video and was woken up by a loud huffing.

It was my brother, Damian. He had been working at the foot of my bed. His head bob up and down as he was doing push-up. I don’t know how long he had been going at it, but it must be quite some times, since he was sweating like crazy. His manly, musky smell completely filled the room and my nose. It made me fully woke me up and instantly made me hard. A guy’s dirty sweaty smell after a workout always makes my dick a little too excited, and a even more excited if it’s my brother’s smell.

We shared a room since we were a kid and we do almost everything together. He’s like a best friend and hero to me. I really looked up to him, I didn’t know when that turned into something else. I had a lot of fantasies about him that I’ll never try out in for real. Too bad he’s straight but it’s not like I’ll make any move even if he’s gay.

“About time you wake up.” He said between breathes. He had stopped doing push-up and just sat on the floor, breathing heavily.

“How long was I out?” I asked.

“Not long. Only about half an hour or so.” He glanced over at me. I had my blanket on, so I didn’t bother covering my boner. Then, he got up and sat on my bed.

He wasn’t wearing any shirt. I could see his perfect body glistening with sweat. Damian wasn’t super muscular or anything, but everything was in the right place. His manly chest and strong arms can snatch away anyone’s heart. He just got all the good genes from our parents.

I’ve always admired his body. While my body wasn’t as muscular as his, because I’ve been neglecting working out, I’ll admit I still look pretty fit.

“Checking me out again?” He said playfully. While watching my reaction, he flopped down on my bed and rolled to the side so he would face me. From this position, his dick, hugged tightly by his boxers, were painfully clear.

“Get off my bed. You’re sweaty.” I wanted him to go, so I can jerk off. My dick was being painfully hard in my boxer.

That made him actively wiping the sweat into my bed sheet and blanket.

Damn it. The more I told him not to do something, the more he wanted to do it.

He started rubbing his hands everywhere and moving closer to me.

“Are you a child?” I tried to sound sarcastic, but a chuckle came out instead.

When his hand landed on my hard cock, I jolted. I was taken off guard and didn’t notice how close he was. Embarrassed, I tried to push his hand away, but he tightens his grip and grinned.

“Little Aiden is excited, hmm? Did you get hard from seeing your brother half-naked?” He squeezed lightly and I squirmed to get out of his grip.

He knew I’m gay and loves to tease me like this. He’s the first person I came out to when I was 13 and he’s pretty cool about it. I’m 16 now and he’s 18. Also, after coming out, he instantly become more protective, which was sweet and annoying at the same time, like, he didn’t want me to have a sleepover at ‘friend’s’ house or get a boyfriend at all. He’s a massive cockblocker. Why I’m single right now isn’t his fault, though. That said, I did manage to make him knock it off (kinda).

“This isn’t funny… Fuck.. off…” Normally, it would come out as ‘This isn’t funny! FUCK OFF!’ but, well, I haven’t masturbated in a while since I was busy, so my horniness is through the roof, even light touch like this almost made me cum. I’m practically squirming from pleasure. Also, I want to see where this is going.

Laughing, he stroked up and down and give a gentle squeeze here and there. I panted almost as hard as him when he was working out now. The sensation of his hand rubbing me through the rough fabric of my boxer is amazing. I could cum at any moment.

“D-Damian… Stop.. it…” I moaned for my brother with my trembling voice. I didn’t know I can moan like that. I gave in to my lust, stop resisting and surrender myself to him. I love the feeling of him on my cock.

Then, he suddenly stopped stroking and took his hand out of the cover. I looked at him, confused.

He had stopped laughing. His face was beet red, as was I, as he realized that his dick was also rock hard from all those actions, it was so obvious when his boxer bulges out like that. I was mesmerized and almost reached over to grab it. He looked embarrassed about it and quickly get up and promptly left the room, leaving alone.

When he was gone, I relax and fall back on my bed. I was so confused.

What was that? Wasn’t Damian straight? He got hard because of me?

I had many questions, and I want the answers to all of them. Sadly, he ran away, leaving me alone with my boner that was as stiff as stone. I slowly took off my boxer and slid the blanket over my head. I might as well continues from where he left off.

Normally, I would do this in the bathroom, but it’s probably occupied by Damian… He’s probably doing it in there, huh…?

With the thought of my brother rubbing it off, I wrapped my hand around my hard cock and started stroking. With every pump of my fist, I let out a soft breath.