Big Brother

Aaron uses magic to teach his straight big brother a lesson.

Aaron walked across the grounds of UVA, breathing in the warm heat of the late summer air. It was his first day of class as a freshman (or, as they called it at the University of Virginia, a first-year) and he was beyond excited to finally be a college student. He’d wanted to go to UVA for the beautiful architecture, the impressive theatre program, and the thriving Greek fraternity life.

But most of all, he just wanted to be near his big brother.

Aaron’s brother James was everything to him. He had idolized his big brother ever since they were little kids. With a three-year age difference, Aaron saw his brother as the man he hoped to one day become.

But sadly, Aaron felt like he never really measured up to James. James had always been a natural athlete, playing football in high school and leading his team to a state championship his senior year.

Aaron had tried to audition for the football team, but at a measly 5’5” and only 130 pounds, he wasn’t even fit to be a kicker. It seemed like James had gotten all of the HGH in the family, as he stood tall at 6’4” with 220 pounds of solid muscle.

Aaron wished he could be more like his brother. He had been working out for years and had been able to achieve a modest amount of muscle on his slender frame, but he was still nowhere near his brother’s bulk.

And James wasn’t just more talented in the athletics department, either. He prided himself on being not just another dumb jock, but someone who had actually earned his way into college fair and square. Things just came easy to a guy as smart as James. Aaron, on the other hand, had had to bust his ass for hours studying in order to get his grades high enough to get into a school like UVA.

The only thing they shared in common was the same sandy blond hair. And now, the same college.

Aaron hoped that his big brother would be able to show him around campus (or grounds, as they called it at UVA). Aaron was desperate to join a fraternity like James had. Greek life was huge at UVA, and if you weren’t in a frat, what were you doing with your life?

James was in Alpha Sigma Phi, one of the coolest frats on grounds. Aaron had begged James all summer to invite him to their first party of the year, and after initially declining, James had finally acquiesced.

“Just promise you won’t embarrass me,” said James. “I’ve got a reputation to uphold, little bro. You can’t be coming in acting all... fluttery and shit.”

Aaron blushed. “I promise, I’ll be cool,” he said.

Aaron was thrilled to finally get a chance to visit a real frat just like his big brother, but James’ comments gave him pause.

You see, Aaron had never told anyone that he was gay. He’d known it for years, but he hadn’t yet developed the courage to tell another human being. He was hoping that college would give him the confidence to be himself.

He was also kind of hoping that James would be able to help him figure out how to tell people. James just always seemed so confident, Aaron was sure that he would be able to offer him all sorts of advice. There didn’t seem to be anything that James couldn’t do.

The night of the party, Aaron’s stomach was in knots as he made his way down Rugby Road towards his brother’s fraternity. He walked alongside his drunken classmates as they headed to one of the lesser frats down the road. His heart was racing as he knew he was getting access to one of the most exclusive parties on grounds.

Maybe there’d even be a cute frat boy or two who would look his way…

Aaron hardly dared to dream.

He approached the giant frat house, walking across the lawn and knocking on the giant door. He could hear the loud bass music pounding from inside.

The door opened to reveal a man in a polo shirt and khaki shorts, sweaty from the party. He was holding a red solo cup and staring at Aaron with a look of derision.

“Get lost, man, party’s closed.”

He went to close the door when Aaron grabbed it. “Wait! I’m Aaron, James’ little brother.”

The guy raised an eyebrow. “Yeah? I don’t see the resemblance.”

“Please, he told me I could come tonight. He should be waiting for me upstairs. He’s in room 3, right?”

The guy stared at Aaron for a moment, then stepped aside.

“Come on in, I guess,” he said.

“Thank you,” said Aaron. “Do you know where my brother-”

The guy had already walked away, rejoining a group of frat bros doing a keg stand in the living room.

Aaron looked around the room for his brother, but he couldn’t pick him out amongst the crowded room. He wandered into the kitchen and poured himself a drink from the bar to calm his nerves. There was a young couple making out in the corner, oblivious to the rest of the world.

Aaron watched them wistfully as he sipped his drink and sighed. He had never even kissed a boy before. Well, maybe tonight would finally be the night!

He smiled to himself. Wouldn’t that be a fine way to come out to his brother?

He finished his drink, then decided to look around some more for James. He walked up the staircase, then started to head towards the end of the hall. He was looking for his brother’s room, hoping that maybe James was pregaming there or something. He felt out of place in this big frat house without his brother by his side.

Finally, he spotted his James’ room at the end of the hall. He was about to knock when he realized it was slightly open.

“I’m telling you, James, your brother’s a fag.”

Aaron froze as he heard the words come through the door. Were they talking about him?

He peeked through the open door to see the guy in the polo shirt from earlier packing a joint in the corner. James was laying back against the bed, his arm around a slim redhead in a skintight dress.

“Whatever, man,” said James.

“I’m serious,” said polo shirt guy. “He was all, ‘I’m Aaron and my brother’s Jason and he SAID I could BE here!’”

He spoke in a whiny and mocking voice. It stung Aaron’s ears to hear. He hadn’t sounded like that, had he?

“Aww, don’t be mean, Bradley,” said the girl. She turned to James and kissed him on the lips. “I think it’s cute that you’re so close to your brother.”

“We’re not that close,” said James.

“Careful,” said Bradley, laughing. “Wouldn’t wanna catch the gay and turn into a twink like your fag brother.”

Aaron’s face was bright red. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest.

“Okay, so maybe he’s a bit of a fag,” said James. “But he can’t help it that I got all the cool genes and all he got were the gay genes.”

Bradley laughed. He started to light the joint, breathing in the smoke and coughing.

James started to feel up the redhead girl on his bed as they began to make out.

Aaron’s eyes began to well up with tears. He felt numb, like he was no longer in his body. He turned away from the door and walked back down the hall like a zombie. He walked down the staircase, past the other drunken party guests and out the front door.

He didn’t even register the cold night air on his skin as he walked back to his dorm. A pit began to form in his throat, causing hot tears to begin spilling out across his cheeks. He didn’t even reach up to try to brush them away. He was still in shock as his brain tried to process what had happened.

How could his brother do that to him? He had always been his hero, his mentor, his knight in shining armor. James was his big brother, he was supposed to take care of him. But in this one moment, the one time that Aaron actually needed him to defend him, he wasn’t there for him. In fact, he had added to the abuse.

Aaron had never felt so humiliated in his life. He walked into his dorm room, turned off the lights, and crawled into bed. It was only 10 pm, but he couldn’t handle being around anyone right now.

He felt like he had just lost his best friend.

When Aaron woke up the next morning, he was a different person. His wide-eyed sense of optimism was gone. Without his big brother to look up to, college suddenly felt cold and hostile.

Aaron had planned to go check out some of the clubs that were canvassing the next morning on the lawn, but he found himself heading to the library instead. He didn’t feel like being around people. Homework was the only thing he could handle right about now.

He sat at a desk and pulled out his computer, pulling up his homework assignment for his Medieval history class. He had to write a report on the fall of the Western Roman Empire. His syllabus gave a list of books he would need for reference, so he quickly wrote them down and then headed downstairs to look for them.

He found most of the books on the first and second basement floors of the library, but was having trouble finding the last one.

“Excuse me,” he asked the librarian behind the desk. “Where can I find ‘Crisis of the Third Century and the Sasanian Empire?’”

“Bottom floor,” she said gruffly.

Aaron nodded. He walked over to the elevator and got in, pressing the button for the bottom floor. When the doors opened, he was surprised to see that the floor was almost entirely dark. The overhead lighting was flickering ominously, and the place seemed like it was deserted.

He stepped out, walking through the shelves as he looked for the call number for the book. He finally spotted it at a bookshelf near the end. He thumbed through the books, searching for the title when suddenly something caught his eye.

It was a heavy tome, made with thick, dusty leather and a gold embossed finish. He pried it out of the bottom shelf, heaving it up onto his knee with some considerable effort.

“Medieval Magic: A Brief History Of Witchcraft” read the title. Something about it intrigued Aaron. It was as if the book was letting off a soft hum, just barely audible. He cracked it open.

It opened automatically to a page in the middle. On the left-hand side of the book was a drawing of two men. One was a big, hulking, muscular man with chiseled features and a dashing smile. The other one was a puny, wisp of a man with a dazed look on his face.

The words Flectere Voluntatem Tuam were above the man’s head. Underneath was a paragraph that read, “Medieval witches believed that their magic could bend reality to their will. With the recitation of a simple incantation, they could change the interior and exterior of a human being to be whatever they wanted it to be. Quite simply put, they could change reality.”

Aaron’s eyes shone as he read this. Could this be true? Surely this was just some ancient superstition.

But something in his heart knew that this spell would work. He spoke the incantation aloud, testing how the words felt in his mouth. He could feel the hair on his arms standing up, feel the fraught tension in the air. In his hands, he held the power to shape reality.

And he knew exactly what he would use it for.

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Bradley opened the door to the frat to find James’ little brother standing there on the doorstep with his dumbass little backpack.

“What do you want, kid?” he asked. “Your bro’s not here.”

“I wanna talk to him.”

Bradley laughed. God, this little faggot wouldn’t give it up, would he? Bradley wanted to shove him over, but he figured James wouldn’t be a big fan of that.

“Like I said, dude, James is out. Come back later.”

He went to shut the door when he heard Aaron mumble something under his breath. Bradley thought he heard his name.

“What’d you say?” he asked.

Aaron smiled at him. “You’re going to let me into my brother’s room so that I can wait for him. You’re happy to let me do whatever I want--in fact, you’re delighted to see me. You think I’m the coolest guy on grounds.”

Suddenly he felt a rush of blood to his head, almost like he’d stood up too quickly. He gripped the doorframe to steady himself.

When his mind settled back down, he saw standing in front of him... holy shit, was that Aaron? Fuck, he’d missed him so much!

“Aaron! I’m so glad you’re here,” Bradley said, bringing him in for a hug. “I missed you at the party last night. How come you didn’t stick around? I was hoping we could hang.”

Aaron smiled broadly. It worked.

“Sorry man, I had to ditch early. But, uh, you were gonna take me to James’ room?”

“Right! Of course. Follow me, little man.”

Bradley led Aaron up the stairs towards James’ room. He opened the door and beckoned Aaron in.

“You let me know if you need anything, okay? Hopefully James doesn’t leave you waiting too long. Dude’s so unreliable.”

Aaron smiled. “Thanks, Bradley. I’ll call you if I need you.”

Bradley gave him a fist bump. “You got it, dude. Let me know if you wanna chill this week, I know a couple of hotties that would love to have some fun.”

“That’s all, Bradley. You can go.”

Bradley nodded. God, he was always such a blabbermouth around Aaron. He shut the door and left Aaron alone.

Aaron sat on Jason’s bed. His heart was racing with his newfound power. Something about making the change to Bradley made him feel this sense of power in his body that was almost palpable. He could get used to this.

He looked around the room at his brother’s things. He had never seen his brother’s room at college before. He looked at the posters of naked women that lined the wall, the sports trophies, the bongs. Yesterday Aaron would have thought his brother was so incredibly cool. Now he looked around and all he saw was someone who was trying too hard to be what other people wanted him to be.

No matter. Aaron could help change that.

James walked into his room to see his little brother sitting on his bed.

“What the fuck are you doing in my room?”

Aaron smiled at James in a way that made him feel uneasy.

“Have a seat, big brother. I have something I wanna talk to you about.”

James stared at him, confused. “How did you even get in here?”

“Bradley let me in. He really is just the sweetest, don’t you think?”

James raised an eyebrow. Bradley was his bud, but the sweetest? Hardly. God, he knew his little brother was gonna embarrass the shit out of him.

“You can’t just show up like this, little bro. The guys don’t want some little first year just walking in and out whenever he wants.”

“But you invited me, remember?”

“Yeah, I invited you to the party last night, which you didn’t even bother to show up to.”

Aaron smiled sweetly. “I’m sorry, I guess I must have forgotten. Those gay genes must have all just gone straight to my head.”

James blanched. Fuck.

“Bro, listen-”

“It’s all right,” Aaron said, standing suddenly. “You see, you were right, big brother. I am gay. I am a ‘faggot’, just like you pointed out last night.”

“I didn’t mean it like that, man. We were just dicking around-”

“You don’t need to explain. In fact, I don’t think you need to talk at all.”

Aaron mumbled something under his breath.

James furrowed his brow. “What? Did you just say my name?”

Aaron suddenly stopped smiling. “I said you’re not gonna talk again, James.”

James opened his mouth to tell his little brother to fuck off when he found himself at a loss for words. He tried to speak, but nothing would come out. He stared at Aaron, his mouth open in shock.

“That’s much better,” said Aaron. “I think it’s time you listen for a change.”

James went to grab Aaron when Aaron suddenly said, “Stop.”

James froze instantly, his hand outstretched towards Aaron, his mouth still open.

“That’s better. You’re not going to hurt me. You’re going to stand there and listen to what I have to say.”

Aaron walked over to his brother, looking him up and down. James felt like his skin was crawling under the gaze of his little brother. Despite the fact that he was dressed in a letterman jacket and jeans, the way his brother was staring at him made him feel naked. What power was this that he held over him?

“I used to idolize you, you know,” said Aaron, looking at his brother with scorn. “My big brother James. You were my fucking hero. I used to feel so cool when I was a freshman in high school and you would drive me to school so I wouldn’t have to take the bus. I was so fucking desperate to spend time with you, to be like you. And sure, I knew that you couldn’t really care less about me. But it didn’t matter. I wanted you to like me more than anything.”

He reached out his hand and stroked his brother’s cheek. James shuddered under his touch.

“I guess I just didn’t realize how much you actually hated me.”

A tear came out of Aaron’s eye. He wiped it away and walked back over to the bed.

“But it doesn’t matter anymore. Because if you can’t be the hero I need you to be, then I’ll just have to make you that way.”

He smiled nastily at James. James felt a pang of fear pierce his heart.

“You can talk now, by the way.”

James stared at his brother with pleading eyes.

“Please, bro, don’t do this. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean what I said last night. I was a total dick. I love you, you know that, I’m your brother! Just please, stop this.”

“Don’t worry, James,” said Aaron. He stroked James’ chest with his finger. “You’re gonna like what I do. In fact, you’re gonna feel pleasure every time I make a change. It’ll feel better and better until you can’t help but cum from how good it feels.”

James felt light-headed for a moment, then a warm sensation began to flood through his body. He could feel it rippling through his skin, heading down towards his dick. He started to get a little hard.

“Bro, I’ll do whatever you want. You wanna be like me? You wanna be in the frat? I can make that happen. I’ll talk to the brothers, they’ll do whatever I say. I can get you in.”

Aaron smiled. “Hmm… I may actually take you up on that before this is through… But first, I think it’s time you know what it’s like on the other side.”

“Aaron...”

“Time for the first change. I know you’ve always been a heartbreaker, James. But I think you’ll find that a life of being straight just doesn’t suit you anymore.”

James’ eyes widened. “Aaron, no-”

“I hate to break it to you, James, but I’m not the only faggot in the family. You’re just as gay as I am. In fact, you’re even gayer. You can’t get enough of men. You’re insatiable.”

James felt a wave come over him again that was so strong it practically knocked him off his feet. His brain felt like it was on fire as the memories in his head were ripped out and reshuffled.

His memory of losing his virginity to Tracy Chapman in the 10th grade… wait, was it Tracy? No… he closed his eyes, trying to focus. He thought he remembered fucking her in the backseat of his car after… no, it was gone.

Suddenly a vision came to mind of a younger James with Emanuil, the foreign exchange student from first period. He could see himself leading Emanuil to the bathroom in between gym class and homeroom. He was so nervous but so hard he could barely keep it in his basketball shorts. He could still feel how tight Emanuil’s asshole was as he fucked him bareback in one of the stalls.

God, he’d cum so hard that day.

And prom… he’d gone with Cindy Lorath, right? Suddenly the night began to shift more clearly into focus. He’d gone with Cindy, but ditched her on the dancefloor to fuck Jimmy McMillan’s brains out in one of the empty science classrooms. Jimmy had been so fucking loud he’d thought they were gonna hear him over the music.

It was worth it though.

Aaron watched James with a curious look on his face. He could see the struggle his brother was going through to hold onto his heterosexuality, but the spell was simply too powerful.

“I told you you were gay, big brother,” said Aaron.

James looked up at him, flush in the face. He looked ashamed.

“How… how did you know? I never told anyone. I thought I was discreet.”

“I know everything about you, James. Just like I know that you’ve always secretly wanted to fuck me.”

James’ eyes widened. “What the fuck? No way!”

Suddenly he began to feel dizzy. Another wave of pleasure racked his body. By the time he opened his eyes, he saw his brother standing in front of him, smiling.

Fuck… Aaron looked so fucking hot today. He was wearing that pair of ass-hugging shorts that James went wild over. He’d wanted to fuck his little brother for so long. It was all he could do when they were growing up not to creep into his little brother’s room, pull his cheeks apart, and slide right in. James had spent countless nights jerking off thinking about his little brother’s tight hole. But he knew better than to let his secret obsession slip.

Still, it was getting pretty difficult to hide. James was fully hard now in his jeans, his cock straining to get out.

Aaron’s eyes went straight down to the bulge in James’ pants. “Bro… you’re hard!” he said in mock surprise.

James turned red. “I…”

Aaron looked at him curiously. “Are you… are you turned on by me?”

James looked away, blushing furiously. “No, don’t be ridiculous, bro…”

Aaron smirked. “You have to tell me the truth.”

James felt another wave of pleasure go across his skin. His cock began to leak in his pants.

“Do you wanna fuck me, James?”

James’ mouth began to water. “...yes,” he said weakly.

Aaron turned around and pulled his shorts down underneath his cheeks, revealing his ass to his brother.

“How about now?”

James’ eyes shot right down to his little brother’s ass. He could see his brother’s pink hole peeking out at him from in between his tight, round cheeks. James’ mouth began to water.

“You can move now.”

James ripped off his letterman jacket and dropped to his knees, grabbing his little brother’s cheeks and spreading them apart. He looked at Aaron’s pulsing rosebud. Fuck, it was practically begging him to taste it. He dove in headfirst, eagerly tonguing his brother’s asshole.

Aaron began to moan as he felt his brother’s soft tongue rubbing around his hole. Jesus, his brother was good at this. He could feel James’ tongue probing inside him, wiggling around as he made love to his hole. Aaron couldn’t believe his hunk of a brother was actually eating him out.

James was in fucking heaven. His brother’s asshole tasted better than he’d ever imagined. He couldn’t believe he was finally getting to do what he’d been fantasizing about for all those years. He rubbed his face all around Aaron’s hole, scratching it with his 5 o’clock shadow and making Aaron moan deeper.

God, the sound of his little brother moaning made James want to cum right then and there.

“You’re so good at that, James,” moaned Aaron.

James pulled his face out of Aaron’s hole. “I love your asshole, little bro.”

“You can fuck me if you want to.”

James quickly got to his feet, pulling off his shirt and unbuttoning his jeans to release his aching cock.

“But before you do, I want you to know… it’s gonna cost you.” Aaron turned to look at his brother. ”You see, I don’t think you’ve quite learned your lesson. I mean, making you gay is one thing. Teaching you a little bit of humility. But to make you gay, and then let you fuck me… I mean, that’s a gift, isn’t it? And such a generous gift deserves something in return.”

James paused, his hand wrapped around his aching cock. “What is it? I’ll do anything.”

Aaron smiled nastily at him. “The more you fuck me, the dumber you’ll get. Every thrust is going to lose you just a little bit more of your precious IQ. And by the time you cum inside me, which you will, the only thing you’re gonna care about in that pretty little head is fucking.”

“What the fuck? Hell no!” James shook his head. “I can’t do that. I wanna fuck you, but… I don’t… I can’t be dumb.”

Aaron wiggled his ass at his brother. “But just imagine how good it’ll feel to finally be inside me. I know you’ve been wanting it.”

James stared at his ass, captivated. Fuck, he wanted to be inside his brother so badly.

“Can’t you imagine how warm and wet my nice, tight hole is gonna feel?”

James was practically drooling now. He shook his head, trying to collect himself.

“No… I can’t bro…”

Aaron pouted. “I’m telling you, big brother. My asshole is going to feel like heaven to you. It’s irresistible… and you know you can trust me. After all, whatever I say comes true.

James was overcome with a wave so powerful it knocked him to his knees. He was so inflamed with desire as he stared at his brother’s open, pink hole. He could practically feel how tight it was going to be wrapped around his cock. All those nights spent imagining what it would feel like, squeezing his little bro tight as he filled him with his seed...

God, he needed to be inside him NOW. But he couldn’t.

“I don’t wanna be dumb...” he said quietly.

Aaron smiled. “Don’t worry about it. You’ll be so dumb by the time I’m done with you that you won’t even miss it.”

James groaned. His skin felt like it was on fire, and every inch of him ached to fill his brother.

“Please…” he whimpered.

Aaron looked at him and smiled softly. “It’s okay, big brother. Just let it go.” He bent over the bed and spread his cheeks. “Fuck me.”

James couldn’t take it anymore. He scrambled to his feet, got up behind Aaron, aimed his leaking cock right at his brother’s tight hole, and began to push.

“Oh FUCK!” he said as he felt his cock sink deeper into his brother.

Aaron moaned in ecstasy. He’d imagined his first time for so long, but he had never even considered it could be like this. And now his big brother, his hero, was taking his virginity. What more could he ask for?

James collapsed against him as he bottomed out. He was breathing heavily, his hard cock buried all the way inside his little brother’s warm, wet hole.

“Fuck me,” Aaron whispered softly.

James began to slowly thrust back and forth. The pleasure he felt in his cock was better than anything he’d ever felt in his life. Fucking that foreign exchange student, fucking Jimmy bareback in that classroom during prom--none of it compared to the feeling of being inside his little brother. It was like they were made for each other.

James could feel his head getting lighter the more he thrusted into his brother. He’d always been a pretty smart guy, although that did come with its own share of anxiety and a tendency to overthink everything. But as his hard cock plunged in and out of his little brother’s tight hole, it was like he could feel his head getting lighter.

Much as he hated what was happening inside his head, it was nothing compared to the feelings coming from his cock. He could feel it rubbing against his brother’s tight anal walls, being gripped and milked by his brother’s hole as he rutted into him again and again. He could feel his mind becoming unburdened, and a smile crept across his face.

He liked it. He began to thrust even faster, his body taking over as his mind began to drift into Lalaland.

Aaron began to thrust back against his brother’s cock, reveling in the feeling of his brother’s giant member pounding him into the bed. He was even more turned on with the knowledge of what James was willing to give up in order to fuck him. James had always prided himself on being more than just another dumb jock. Well, not anymore.

James was fucking his brother like a wild man. He began to laugh as he continued to thrust in and out, willfully giving himself over to his little brother and not even caring as his intelligence began to evaporate like a drop of water on a hot summer’s day.

Suddenly the door opened. “Everything cool in here, Aaron?” asked Bradley, leaning in.

Bradley’s eyes widened in shock as he saw his frat bro with his pants around his ankles, fucking his amazing and talented little brother from behind. He could see a dazed look on James’ face as he rammed his cock into Aaron, who was squealing in satisfaction.

“What the fuck, dude! You’re a fag… and with your little brother!”

James laughed. “I can’t help it… it feels sooooo good, man. This ass is so fucking tight… hehehe it’s incredible!”

Bradley furrowed his brow in anger. “Get the fuck off of him! Aaron isn’t a fag, right Aaron?”

He went to shove James off of his brother when Aaron quickly spoke the incantation with Bradley’s name.

“Stop!”

Bradley froze, just a few inches away from them.

“Yes, Bradley…” said Aaron. “It’s true… oh fuck, deeper bro… I AM a fag… oh shit, keep going…”

Bradley’s jaw dropped. How could Aaron be a fag? He was so cool…

Bradley was so close to them that he could see James’ cock going in and out of Aaron’s hole. Damn, how could that not hurt the little guy?

“Aaron… is he hurting you?”

Aaron moaned as his brother’s cock began to rub up against his prostate.

“Fuck, bro, keep going just like that… no Bradley, it feels amazing… don’t you remember? You love getting fucked.”

Bradley closed his eyes as a powerful wave of nausea overwhelmed him. He could hardly stay on his feet. He opened his eyes to see Aaron getting plowed right in front of him. Jesus, this was so fucking hot. Bradley wished it was him bent over the bed getting fucked by James. The guy had such a big dick, Bradley had been lusting over it ever since he joined the frat.

Still, Bradley got by just fine on a steady supply of cock from the other students at UVA. He had a regular roster of guys who fucked him around grounds. Tony from Psych class was always good for a fuck on Thursday afternoons, while his biology professor Mr. Johnson loved to get freaky whenever his wife was out of town.

And when none of his regulars were available, all he had to do was pop onto Grindr and send a couple of guys a pic of his shaved hole. Men went wild for it.

Bradley was getting hard right now at the sight of his best friend Aaron getting fucked by his brother. His cock began to bulge out from his shorts. He reached down and began rubbing it.

“You wanna try his mouth?” asked James suddenly.

Aaron and Bradley looked over at him in surprise. Aaron laughed. Who knew James was even capable of an original thought at this point?

Bradley gulped. “I mean… is that okay with you, Aaron?”

Aaron smiled. This was working out better than he had even imagined.

“Give it to me, Bradley.”

Bradley pulled his dick out of his pants and placed it delicately into Aaron’s open mouth. Sure, Bradley was a bottom who loved getting plowed by strange men 7 days a week. But if he couldn’t be the one on his knees getting fucked, then he would gladly take a blowjob from his best friend as a consolation prize.

Aaron closed his mouth around Bradley’s dick, savoring the taste of the preppy frat bro’s thick cock. Bradley was uncircumcised, with a thick, bulbous head. Aaron could feel his brother’s thrusts from behind pushing him deeper onto Bradley’s cock. He couldn’t believe he was actually getting fucked from both ends. Was this a dream come true or what?

“Oh… hehehe bro I’m getting close,” moaned James. He could only handle his brother’s warm hole for so long. He could feel his load building in his balls, preparing to ejac… jacket… whatever the word was. He was gonna fill his little brother with his warm cum.

Aaron pulled Bradley’s dick out of his mouth to say, “Do it, big brother. Breed me.”

James grabbed his little brother’s ass and held him tightly against his cock as he began to unload deep inside him. Whatever small amount of intelligence he had left was released through his cock as every last drop of cum was milked out of him.

James collapsed onto his little brother’s back, his hard cock still buried deep inside him. Mm, Aaron smelled so good. James loved his little brother. He was so sexy.

“Fuck, that was so hot,” said Aaron. “How do you feel, James?”

James giggled. “Your ass is like, soooo good… I wanna fuck you like, all the time.”

Bradley pouted. “Aww, I didn’t get to cum…” he said. He looked down at Aaron and smiled. “Maybe… maybe you could fuck me?”

James laughed. “He can’t fuck you, dummy. He’s a twink. Twinks get fucked, OBVIOUSLY. They don’t DO the fucking. Don’t you know anything?”

Aaron rolled his eyes. Of course his brother still had some dumb homophobic bullshit in his brain. He pushed his brother off of him.

“What’d I do?” asked James, his eyes wide.

“You know, you might be an idiot, but you don’t need to be a dumbass. Just because I’m a twink doesn’t mean I can’t fuck,” said Aaron.

“I’m sorry little bro… you know I don’t know stuff. It’s hard for me to think about anything besides fucking.”

Aaron smiled. “I have another idea,” he said.

“Please fuck me,” begged Bradley. He bent over and showed off his hole, fingering himself in front of the two brothers. “I need to be filled.”

“Go find some other cock, Bradley,” snapped Aaron. “I want to be alone with my brother.”

Bradley vacated the room quickly. Maybe there’d be a guy on Grindr who was free.

“You know what, James?” said Aaron after Bradley had left. “I think I’ve been going about this all wrong. I think the real way to teach you a lesson is to go even further. Turn you into the thing you’ve been making fun of all your life: me.”

James stared at him dumbly. “What do you mean?”

“That was one hell of a fuck, James. But you don’t deserve to fuck my ass. You deserve to feel as small as you made me feel.”

He stood up, staring up into his dumb big brother’s eyes as he whispered the incantation with his brother’s name again.

“You’re not a top, James. You’re a little sub bottom bitch who loves getting fucked whenever he can find it.”

James’ dumb brain barely even registered the change this time, as he was still in a post-orgasmic haze. But he was suddenly assaulted by a series of memories. Being fucked by strangers in a gangbang; taking 20 loads in one night at a gay sex club; big, strong men laughing at his big dick and saying what a waste it was, that it was just for show.

James couldn’t have been a top if he tried. Some guys were just born to take dick.

Speaking of which… Aaron’s cock was hanging in front of him. It wasn’t all that big, to be sure, but still…

“Will you fuck me, bro?” asked James. He pouted.

“But twinks don’t fuck, big brother. Remember? They get fucked.”

James frowned. “I was wrong, I’m so dumb, you know that baby bro… please let me fuck you.”

Aaron laughed. “Well, I guess I could find a way not to be a twink anymore… but I’ll need your help.”

James nodded profusely. “Anything!”

“I need your muscle. You don’t mind giving it up, do you?”

James stared at him in confusion. “I don’t understand,” he said.

“Of course you don’t. When I fuck you, I’m gonna be taking a little bit of your bulk. And by the time I cum inside you, you’re gonna finally be a skinny little twink, just like you’ve always wanted. How does that sound?”

James furrowed his brow. “I don’t know, bro… don’t I like, need it for stuff? Like football?”

Aaron laughed. “Don’t be ridiculous. A twink like you doesn’t need to play football. All you care about is getting fucked as often as possible.”

James smiled as his empty brain began to fill with a warm and numbing sensation, almost like it was being massaged.

“You’re so right bro! You can totally have it. I wanna be a twink so I can get fucked by even more big dicks.”

Aaron pulled on his cock and began to stroke it. James stared at it hungrily.

“You want this?” Aaron asked.

James nodded. “Please fuck me, little bro.”

Aaron smiled at him, but said nothing.

“Please, I’m begging you!”

“Get on your knees.”

James got down and tried to put Aaron’s cock in his mouth, but Aaron shoved him away.

“Not for that, you stupid slut. I just wanna see you beg properly.”

James put his hands out and properly begged. “Please fuck me with your big cock!”

“That’s more like it. Get on your knees on the bed, big brother.”

James got on his knees and pulled his cheeks apart, showing his little brother his tight, pink hole. “Put it in me, please.”

“Have you been a good boy?”

“Yes, I’ve been such a good boy. Just fuck me!”

Aaron pointed his cock at his brother’s hole and shoved it inside him. James let out a high-pitched moan, squealing like a little girl. Aaron began to thrust in and out of him, enjoying the feeling of his big brother’s virgin asshole squeezing his cock.

As James reveled in taking his little brother’s dick, he was oblivious to the changes occurring to him. His giant frame was quickly slimming down, his pecs deflating, his stomach shrinking… even his cock was getting smaller.

Aaron, on the other hand, was incredibly aware of the changes going on between the two of them. He could feel his arms and legs growing, his biceps filling out. He could even feel his cock getting bigger, filling his brother up even more as he watched his brother’s cock shrink down until it was only a couple of inches long.

“That’s it, take my cock, bitch!” shouted Aaron as he fucked his older brother with abandon. “Fuck yeah, you love my cock, Jamie. You little fucking twink.”

A newly twinkified Jamie was moaning in delight. God, his little bro’s dick felt soooooooo good! When you were a dumb slut like Jamie, you knew good dick when you had it. Jamie had had his fair share of cock in his days, but nothing compared to the feeling of Aaron’s massive rod. He was so lucky to have such a hot little brother.

“You love my cock,” said Aaron. “And you love shopping for slutty clothes to wear to show off to other guys with.”

Jamie moaned as his brother began rubbing up against his prostate. The only thing he loved more than shopping for cute clothes to get fucked in was actually getting fucked. He was surprised how easy it was when all you wore were short shorts and jockstraps. It didn’t matter if you were a married professor, the quarterback of the football team, or some rando old guy on Grindr… they all fawned over Jamie’s tight little ass and cute little frame.

Aaron pulled out of Jamie, flipping his big brother over onto his back. He shoved his dick back inside him as they continued to fuck.

“You’re my bitch now. You answer to me, you don’t fuck anyone without my permission…”

He thrusted in and out as Jamie began to moan even louder.

“This is my room now. You’re begging for my attention, not the other way around…”

He was getting close. He grabbed Jamie’s shoulders and began to go to town.

“I’m the hero now!”

He jizzed inside his brother, screaming like an animal. Jamie moaned, shooting his load hands free all over the bed. They collapsed onto the bed and held each other for a moment.

Bradley knocked on the door and opened it, smiling cheekily.

“Hey sluts,” he said, sauntering in the room. “Guess who just got fucked by the cable guy?

Jamie squealed. “Ooh, you slut. You’re so bad.”

“He’s still downstairs if you want a little action,” said Bradley, winking.

Jamie turned to Aaron with wide eyes. “Can I?”

Aaron smiled. “Go for it, big brother.”

Jamie hugged him, squeezing his little brother tightly. “I love you so much, little bro.”

He looked up at him and giggled. “You wanna know something funny? Even though I’m the big brother, I feel like I’ve always looked up to you. You’re just so big and strong…”

He smiled. “You’re my hero.”

Aaron kissed him on the mouth, then spanked him.

“Go on, get that dick, big bro.”

As Aaron watched his older brother race out of the room, jizz still leaking out of his freshly fucked asshole, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment. All truly was right in the world.

Bradley, on the other hand, was staring desperately at his cock.

“Ummmm… do you maybe have another round in you?” he asked shyly.

Aaron chuckled. “Get it while it’s hot, Bradley.”

As Bradley sank down onto Aaron’s cock, Aaron leaned back and enjoyed the feeling.

Life was good.