KATIE
“Damn, this is really messed up,” Casey said when I complained yet again about how unfair my life was. I could always rely on him. He’s my oldest brother and knows what it’s like to live in the prison of my parents’ house. That’s why he broke out as soon as he turned 18.
My other brother, Aaron, did the same. He too listened to my sad story from across the table. They both lived together in a lovely house that they were renovating before selling it.
They'd been doing that ever since Aaron was old enough to help out. That way, they had enough money to escape prison and live on their own. I wasn't that smart. I turned eighteen two months ago, but with my two part-time jobs, I still haven't earned enough to afford my own place.
“Yeah, it’s really awful,” I replied as we all devoured the spaghetti I’d cooked. Often I could sneak over to them for a bit and cook for the three of us. We all resented our parents’ puritanical lifestyle. They were both very strict and harsh when it came to anything fun. We might as well have been Amish, but I didn’t want to give them any silly ideas.
"So, Mom and Dad are moving?" Aaron asked, standing up and filling his bowl with more spaghetti and extra meatballs. My two brothers are hardcore carnivores. They need energy to keep up with all the physical demands of their jobs.
“Yes, Dad has a job offer on the other side of the country. I have just over six months of high school left, and now they're turning my whole life upside down and sending me to change schools. I'm going to be the only one at a new school who doesn't have any friends.”
“Oh, Katie. You make friends more easily than anyone I’ve ever met,” Casey said with an encouraging smile.
“That’s not the point. Nobody wants to make new friends in just six months. I mean, I’m coming back after high school. I’ve already been accepted to two colleges that are closer to me than there.” I sighed and twirled noodles aimlessly around my fork. “I even asked if I could just stay here if I found a better job, but they’re selling the house too.”
"Damn, they're really moving." Aaron slid back in his chair. "Case, I wonder if we could buy it from them?"
"I don't believe that, man. We've invested a lot in this house, and taking another one so quickly would overstretch the budget."
“But it’s a bigger house, and we’d have a lot more room for…”, Aaron said, but then stopped mid-sentence and looked at me.
"More space for what?" I asked, looking into his eyes as he stopped abruptly. I hadn't been paying close attention, but his sudden silence pulled me back into the conversation.
Aaron glanced over at Casey, and my eyes followed. He nodded briefly, and then our eyes met. He smiled broadly and dodged the question. "It doesn't matter, Katie, we really can't afford another mortgage right now."
"Yes, I can't even afford the rent right now. Everything has become so expensive. How is a student supposed to survive?"
“Yeah, you’re not even in college yet,” Aaron reminded me with a brief grin.
"Ugh, I really don't want to move." I sighed and twirled some more noodles, and then the idea came to me. A brilliant one! "Hey! What if I just stayed with you guys?"
"What?" said Casey, as Aaron's eyes met.
“Yes! Why didn’t I think of that sooner?” I asked, looking back and forth between them. “You have the extra bedroom I could use. I wouldn’t be a problem, and although I can’t afford the rent, I could contribute some money each month for groceries and such. Besides, you both need someone to cook proper meals for you.”
“Hey! We have real food!” protested Aaron.
“Pork rinds and beer aren’t a healthy diet, Aaron. You’ll get fat,” I said. It wasn’t true, but I had to make my point. My two brothers were in great shape. They had muscles built up through their jobs and frequent visits to the gym. “You two won’t even notice I’m here. Come on, please. Please? Please?”
“Katie, look,” Aaron started up, and my heart sank. I knew that tone of voice.
"It's not that we don't want to help, but we don't know how to raise a high school student. We have no idea where to even begin."
"I'm not a girl. I just need somewhere to stay for a few months. I promise I'll do anything you need. Absolutely anything!"
“But we have such a crazy schedule, little sister.” Aaron tried a different approach.
"Great. Then we won't get in each other's way anymore." I rejected this argument as well. "Come on, big brothers. Would you really want to move across the country at the end of high school, away from everything you've ever known?"
"Okay, good," Casey said for the first time.
"What?" Aaron exclaimed. His eyes widened and he stared at our older brother as I rushed over and hugged Casey.
"Oh, thank you. Thank you. Thank you!" I hugged him tightly, then pulled back and looked directly at him. "I promise I won't cause any trouble and I'll give you money every month."
“Katie, we don’t want your money,” Casey said in his protective tone. “And we both know you cause more trouble than you’re worth. But I don’t want to move either, and we can help. That’s family.” He shrugged and glanced briefly at Aaron.
I glanced over, and Aaron smiled gently. I guess he wasn't as enthusiastic about the idea as I was.
“But there will be a few rules,” Casey drew my attention back to himself. “You have to get good grades, keep working so you can save money for college, and since you won’t be paying rent, you’ll have to help out around the house and stuff.”
"What kind of chores?" I asked. I hadn't had any chores to do in years. I mean, I kept my room clean and did my own laundry, but the way Casey put it, I'd be scrubbing floors and talking to mice and birds and hoping a fairy godmother would float in.
"Whatever we need." He shrugged.
That didn't reassure me! "Okay, whatever you need." Which
Did I even have a choice?
"First rule: You are not allowed to enter the basement," said Casey.
Aaron coughed loudly and choked on some spaghetti. I looked at him, and he
recovered quickly and took a large, very large gulp of water while he
looked everywhere but at me.
"What's wrong with the basement?" I asked, turning back to Casey.
"Rule number two: Don't ask about the basement."
CASEY
"Are you kidding me?" Aaron stormed into my bedroom without knocking or even saying "Hello".
“Come in, brother,” I said, looking up from my novel.
The spaghetti we had eaten for dinner was not yet fully digestible,
But I'm not as young as I used to be.
"You invited her to live with us?"
"What the hell was I supposed to do, Aaron? She clearly needed help. We can help."
"Did you forget something?" he asked, throwing up his arms and beginning to pace back and forth at the foot of the bed. He always paced like that when something made him nervous or didn't go his way.
“I haven’t forgotten anything, but helping our little sister is more important,” I said, closing the novel. He was in a bad mood, and that meant we’d be staying here a while longer. Sometimes Aaron was more emotional than some of the women we were with.
“I know it’s important to help her!” He turned and walked in the other direction. His pace quickened, and his voice grew louder. There wasn’t much room for him, but I let him act out his nervousness. “I just don’t know what we should do.”
"What do you think? We'll let her move into the guest room that none of us use. She'll go to school, we'll continue working on the house and preparing it for sale. Nothing will change."
“Case. Everything will change. Now we can’t…”
"It's six damn months, Aaron. Then she'll have time to save money she'll need. She's doing what we couldn't. She's actually going to college."
"Hey, we did pretty well."
“We have,” I agreed. “But she survived longer in that dump than both of us. Now she’s asking for six months so she doesn’t have to endure it anymore. Can you imagine what Mom and Dad will be like when we’re not there to give her a break now and then?”
Aaron shuddered. It was definitely a dark thought. “You’re right. I know you’re right. I guess I was just being selfish. You made me crave more than just living with you, big brother.” He smiled and looked over at me. Such a wonderful man. He moved to the other side of the bed and slipped under the covers with me. “I just don’t want to lose what makes our time together so special.”
“We’ll lose nothing,” I said, pulling him closer. “I told her the cellar was off-limits, remember?”
“I remember,” he smiled, moving so close to me that our legs were touching. His soft skin against mine, and my cock was already throbbing. “I guess we could still have some fun, we just need to make sure Katie isn’t around.”
"We're going to have loads of fun. Sherry's coming tomorrow, remember?"
"Damn Sherry, how could I forget?" His face broke into a wide grin. "God, she's fucking hot, and those tits!"
“Damn great tits, and the way her pussy contracts when we both have it,” I said, pushing my hand under the blanket and reaching for my own cock.
“Damn, yes. She’s getting so wet.” Aaron’s hand also slid under the covers. “It’s so hot watching you fuck her, big brother.”
My pride, my chest, and my cock swelled when he said that. "Pretty damn hot watching you too."
“Yes?” Aaron grinned, then kicked back the blanket to show me his exposed cock. I did the same, throwing the blanket back to show him my own girth. I had studied his cock almost as intensely as my own over the past few years, ever since we had both discovered our shared pleasure in sharing.
Sometimes even without women. Sometimes even like this.
Since I can't sleep with my clothes on, I was already naked, but when Aaron saw that, he quickly ripped off his own shirt and shorts to match my condition.
“Shit,” I gasped as Aaron reached over, grabbed my penis and started stroking me.
"Yes, big brother. Do you remember how awesome it was to watch Sherry ride that beast and have those huge tits in your face?"
“God, yes! You were standing right above my face when you fucked her throat with it.” I reached over, took my little brother’s cock in my hand, and squeezed it just as hard as I squeezed myself.
"Mmmmmmm," he growled, and began thrusting through my fist while I did the same for him. "Her thick thighs moved as she rode your monster, and that sweet pussy stretched around you."
"Damn it, Aaron!" I howled, fucking his hand harder. "When you penetrated her from behind and our two cocks stretched her cunt wide open."
“Jesus,” he whispered, his hand pounding harder. My little brother has always produced more pre-ejaculate than I have. Much, much more. I loved feeling it in my hand.
Then I couldn't stand it any longer. I grabbed our favorite toy from the nightstand, a large pocket pussy that we had stretched to fit both of us. I straddled his thighs and then grabbed the base of his dripping cock before sliding the silicone toy over him.
I stared into his beautiful blue eyes and held the toy around him for a moment so he could feel it and fill it with his cock and precum. I knew from experience that this would help.
His breath came in short gasps as he looked up at me, and I pointed my cock downwards, aiming directly at the toy before thrusting it inside. The tight glove of this artificial pussy was almost as good as the real thing.
We're both about the same height, and the toy clamped tightly around our heads as we fucked it. Aaron's eyes closed as if in a dream, and I could feel him throbbing against me. He folded his strong arms behind his head and let me do the work. I held the toy still and began to move my hips.
"Damn right, big brother. Fuck this sweet pussy with me!" he groaned, throwing his head back as my head rubbed against his. "Can you feel how damn tight this sweet pussy is?"
"So damn tight!" I bit my back and fucked him harder. "Can you feel your precum covering me, making me as wet as a real pussy?"
“Damn right, real pussy. Sweet pussy,” he groaned, his eyes still closed as he drifted into his own fantasy.
His hands wandered to my chest, and he grabbed my pectoral muscles. Not quite breasts, but thick and hairy. I knew he loved them, and I came every time he played with my nipples.
“I can’t believe we have to go without this for six months,” Aaron said and began to thrust. His tail twitched only briefly as my weight pressed against his muscular thighs.
"Six months isn't so bad," I said, pressing the toy against him. He groaned and bit his lip as he felt the new sensation.
"I'll fuck her forever if she doesn't do that," he said, his eyes widening as he heard himself say it. I stopped mid-stride and stared down at him.
"What the hell?" There was no denying what he had just said, nor the fact that we were both throbbing and pounding harder, stretching the toy even further. "Jesus, damn it!"
“Casey, do you think…”
"Damn it, Aaron!" I yelled, feeling my balls cook and pull against my body. His were doing the same. "Can you imagine that?"
"Shit!" he shouted. "I've never thought about it, but it's so disgustingly hot, big brother! Imagine sharing it."
I almost collapsed on top of him. My hands moved to either side of his head, enclosing our cocks and the toy between our abs. I thrust harder, and the new tightness was simply heavenly. Our faces were now only a breath apart.
We had never been so close before. Never crossed this boundary. None of these boundaries!
"Don't you dare say it," I growled through gritted teeth. "Don't you dare."
"Yeah, Casey." He gasped, and our cocks were both on the verge of becoming hard, begging for that release I wasn't going to give in to. I couldn't cross that line, not because of her. Not because of her. "Shit! Imagine her tight pussy. Those fucking tits are even bigger than Sherry's. The way they bounced as she screamed and begged her big brothers to use that sweet body."
"Aaron! Shit! No! We can't do this!" I gasped, clutching the edge of the cliff I shouldn't fall into. The abyss that would swallow my soul forever and never let me return.
"Casey. We have to share Katie." He said it. He damn well said it, and at the same moment both our cocks shot into orgasm, spraying each other with huge, thick loads of brotherly cum.
He would have moaned louder than I'd ever heard before if I hadn't jumped on him, kissing his lips and taking his mouth like I'd never done with anyone before. I grunted and rubbed against him as our cocks and tongues danced together. His hands gripped my back as he clung to me for his life, and I fucked us both into the dark abyss that would never release us.
