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Subject: What the F is Wrong with Me What the F is Wrong with Me by Alex ail Remember to contribute to Nifty! Chapter Three Sunday at breakfast was weird. Dad, Nick and I sat at the kitchen table eating eggs and bacon that dad had cooked. He sat there with a fork in one hand and the paper in the other. Meanwhile, Nick would glance at me every few seconds, smirking the whole time. The fuck was going on with this kid??? I tried my best not to even glance in his direction. The guilt and shame of my jerk off fantasy from the night before left me embarassed and on edge. “What do you guys have planned today?” Dad asked us. “Jake’s coming over later. We’ll probably just hangout in the basement,” I answered. “Mind if I hang with you guys today?” Nick asked me. My gut clenched. “Don’t you have your own friends to chill with?” I really didn’t want to be around Nick all day long. “Yeah, dufus. Just wanted to spend some time with my bro,” he retorted in a patronizing tone. “Fine.” I rolled my eyes. Whatever… I really didn’t have anything to be upset about. It wasn’t like Nick knew what I had done last night. I could get through the day if I really needed to. “Well, if you two are going to be spending time together, I won’t get in your way. I’ll go over to your uncle’s and give him a hand with the renovation. I’ll order out again tonight.” An hour later I was laying in bed watching a show when I got a message on my phone. ‘Hey man can’t make it today. Sara wants to hang out. Think I might get lucky 😉 sorry bro’ Fuck! This is the worst weekend I’ve ever had! I got blue balled yesterday, my little brother has been being weird to me, and now my best friend stood me up for some pussy! Guess I can’t blame him, though. I probably would’ve done the same thing. I figured I should let Nick know that Jake wasn’t coming over anymore. I hopped out of my bed and made my way down the hallway. Noticing that his door was halfway open, I didn’t even bother knocking before I walked in. That was a mistake. Nick was completely naked in his bed, jerking off once again. I stopped dead in my tracks, surprise showing on my face. “Fuck, Nick! Why was your door open if you’re jerking off?!” I averted my eyes as I spoke to him. He didn’t even stop jerking his dick as he responded. “Didn’t think anyone would just burst into my room like that, jackass.” The sound of his fapping was almost as loud as his voice. His big cock was hard as a rock as his fist stroked his shaft and slapped against his balls. “What did you want?” I looked at him, trying to keep my eyes on his. I failed. My gaze was immediately attracted to the impressise specimen in his lap. I paused for a second before regaining my thoughts. “Jake can’t come over. istanbul travesti He’s tryna get laid.” I kept staring at his cock as I spoke. “Ah, well. We can still hang out, though. Wanna jerk off with me?” Nick asked, nonchalantly. “What?! No! I’m not gonna jerk off with another guy!” “Your lost,” he mumbled. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “I just figured you want to see this bad boy in action. You’ve definately been checking it out a lot the last few days.” Nick smirked again. Shit. He’d noticed. It wasn’t really that I was checking him out, more that it’s just difficult to ignore his giant cock. “You wish,” I tried to deflect back at him. “Pretty sure YOU wish. Why else did you jerk off while you watched me yesterday?” Nick’s eyebrows were raised. No… No. No. No. NO! Nick caught me! I was mortified. How would I explain what happened. “The fuck are you talking about?” I said with color rising in my cheeks. “Don’t even try, dude. I saw the drops of cum on the floor by the door when I was done. I figured it was you. Dad would never do that. So, I watched you after that. I kept catching you looking at me all day. Then I caught you checking out my junk last night when we were watching TV. I know for sure now that you like my dick.” Nick kept stroking his thick cock while he spoke to me. There was no way out of this. He had definatley caught me. I was toast. All I could do was tell the truth. “Well, fuck, dude… It’s just really impressive…” I was so embarassed. “I didn’t mean to, it just happened.” “It’s okay, Connor. Come here.” He waved me over with his free hand. I don’t know why, but I followed his command. “Do you have to keep doing that while I’m in here?” He thought for a moment before answering. “No… No I don’t. Because you’re gonna do it now.” He stared at me in all seriousness. “Jerk me off, Connor.” My eyes went wide and I took a step back. “Nope! Not gonna happen. Looking is one thing, touching is another.” I crossed my arms as I continued to watch him pleasure himself. “We need to talk. Lay down,” he said as he scooted over to make room for me on the bed. Again, I don’t know why, but I obeyed. I got in his bed and propped myself up against the pillow behind him. “Talk about what?” “I don’t want to do this, but you’re not giving me much choice. Either jerk me off, or I tell everyone what you did. It’s no big deal. Guys jerk each other off all the time. Tommy’s older brother does it with HIS friends. No reason you can’t do it, too.” I was ashen faced. My little brother was blackmailing me to jerk him off. This couldn’t be happening. This only happens in porn, not real life! “Nick… please…” I sounded pathetic as I looked down at my feet. “This is happening. kadıköy travesti Get over it. You have five seconds before I start making phone calls.” He finally let go of his dick and folded his arms across his chest. There’s no way I was going to do it. “One…” Nick began counting. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck…. “Two…” He said it a little louder this time. Only gay guys touch another guys dick, and I’m definately NOT gay. Besides, he’s my BROTHER. “Three…” There was a bit of menace in his voice this time. God fucking dammit. “Four…” Nick picked up his phone and unlocked it. Then he opened his contacts app. Why was he doing this to me??? “Fi- oohhhhh,” Nick sighed as I grasped his hard teen cock. I did it. I can’t believe I did it. I was holding my little brother’s big cock. Fucking gross! “Good boy,” Nick smiled at me. He put his arms at his sides as I began a slow stroke. Nick’s cock felt so much bigger than my own. Probably because it WAS so much bigger than my own. The muscle was hard as a rock, but the skin was soft and a little loose. His ball sack moved up and down with every stroke of my hand. I noticed precum flowing out of his piss slit onto his thick, flared head. I rubbed my thumb over it like I do with my own precum when I jerk off. Actually, this felt just like jacking off my own dick, expect it was bigger and I wasn’t the one feeling the pleasure. “Mmmmmm… that’s great, Connor. Feels really good. I’m gonna love having you do this all the time.” Nick’s eyes were closed as he spoke. “What? This isn’t happening again. This is a once and done thing.” I spoke quickly, but nervously. I knew Nick had all the leverage. “Nah, it’s gonna happen A LOT more. You’re gonna jerk me off whenever I want. In the morning before school. During study hall in the bathroom at school. Again when we get home from school. And before bed every night. I’m a horny fucker, and now I have someone to make me cum whenever I want. This is gonna be great, dude.” My life flashed before my eyes. No way could this be happening. Yesterday I was the cool big brother in charge of everything. Now I’m my little brother’s sex slave. Wait. This isn’t sex, it’s just a handjob. Nick even said it himself, guys jerk each other off all the time. I mean, I’D never done it with another guy before, but I knew guys that had. “What if I just did it a couple times a week?” I pleaded. Nick opened his eyes and stared into mine. “Look at me, Connor. You’re gonna jerk me off whenever I fuckin’ feel like it, understand?” He glared at me. “Otherwise, everyone finds out about this. I’ll just tell them you begged me to let you touch my horse cock. You know… because your’s is so tiny.” He snickered. How’d he know? bakırköy travesti Wait. I’m not tiny, I’m just average. But compared to HIM I was tiny, I guess… “I’m not tiny, asshole. I’m six inches hard.” I defended myself. “Whatever. Just keep stroking me off. Feels so damn good. Mmmmm… Okay, now speed up. That’s it, yeah. You’re good at this. You really know how to handle a cock.” “Well, I’ve been handling mine every day for years.” I said, sarcastically. “Nah, you don’t have a cock. That’s a dick. I have a cock. Ooohhh, yeah, slick my cock with my precum.” I did as he said and the room filled with the sound of wanking a big, fat, wet cock. I was hurt by what Nick said, but I didn’t let it show. Instead, I concentrated on stroking him faster. “I’m gonna cum any second. Don’t stop. Keep this up. Almost there, Connor. Almost about to shoot my load, bro. Yeahhhhh. Okay, here it comes. Get ready and DON’T STOP! Ughhhhhhh!!!” The first blast hit his neck. “Ugh!” The next one spattered over his left nipple. “UGH! UGH! UGH! UGHHHHHH!” The last four landed on his belly. The thick wads of cum covered him in sticky goo. It was an impressive load. I slowed my stroking as he came down from his orgasm. I was in shock from everything that just happened. What the fuck… After a few moments I released his dick and let it flop onto his belly, splashing his cum everywhere. “FUCK! That was fucking great!” Nick looked at me with a huge smile. “Thanks, man… Now clean it up.” I looked around for a towel or piece of clothing to wipe up his cum. “Just use your shirt,” Nick told me. “Ew, no. I don’t want to ruin my shirt with your cum!” “Oh, please. Like you’ve never used your shirt to wipe up YOU’RE cum,” he rolled his eyes. “Just do it.” Sighing, I sat up and pulled off my shirt. It was just a plain dark red tshirt, nothing fancy. I dropped it on his torso and started wiping up the copious amount of cum my brother just shot out of his horse cock. It took a minute, but I eventually got all of it wiped up. “Good boy, Connor. Hope you liked that, because you’re gonna be doing it A LOT from now on. Now, let’s go downstairs. We can game for a while before I’m ready to bust another load. By the way. Put your shirt back on. You’re gonna be needing it again,” Nick winked at me. “Can’t I just bring it with me and put on a clean shirt,” I whined. “Nope. And stop arguing with me about everything. When I tell you to do something, you do it. Got it?” I relented and silently nodded. Disgusted, I pulled the tshirst back over me and felt the cold, wet patches of cum against my skin. Nick crawled over my legs and got out of his bed. He pulled on a pair of boxers and started walking out of the room. “C’mon.” I got up and slowly followed my little brother out of his room – the room I’d just jerked him off in. As we walked down the stairs I felt my shirt rubbing against my chest, reminding me that I was wearing Nick’s spent load on me… What the FUCK is wrong with me???

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