My Brother’s Cock Is Bigger

“Does your brother’s cock hurt?” Mike asked as my brother laid his hairy chest onto my back and started drilling me as hard as he could.
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Home for the summer from college, I was up in my room online. Bored and horny, I had just loaded some porn and taken out my dick when my younger brother, Carl, came home with some of his friends. With a grunt of frustration, I tucked myself away and navigated to a more innocuous program.
Despite being only two years apart – at the time I was twenty and he was eighteen – we were not close. There was no animosity between us and we got along okay. We were just two different people with very different interests. Our parents had gone on a cruise and we had the house to ourselves during their week-long trip but hadn’t interacted much.
I was a quiet, nerdy guy who preferred video games, sci-fi movies and the fandoms associated with them. Most of my friends were cultivated from online forums and chatrooms. I was also gay, having come out years ago to no one’s surprise. Carl, on the other hand, was a stereotypical straight guy who bordered on being a jock. He and the group of guys he hung out with had been the popular kids around school and they all had just graduated. From what I knew, they each had girlfriends and a few on the side to satisfy their teenage libidos. They were loud and rambunctious, and as the noise rose from downstairs, I tuned them out as I always did.
They had been in the house for over an hour before I heard footsteps ascending the stairs. Though Carl and his friends had never been rude or bullying toward me, I tensed waiting for the inevitable series of...