I Opened My Brother’s Bedroom Door Without Warning

I was already sick of it; I had to talk to my brother once and for all. Okay, he had nothing to do that summer while he waited for university to start, and the fact that he had just turned nineteen had gone to his head. But Darío had become unbearable.

I should explain who I am: my name is Mateo, I’m four years older than him, and I had just come back to our mother’s house after finishing my degree in Granada. During those four years I had lived on my own, in another city, and in that time my mother and Darío had developed their own dynamic. Maybe, in part, what I really missed was my freedom.

Most of my annoyances at home came from that lost freedom, but it was undeniable that the routine that had settled in between them wasn’t helping either.

My mother is forty-seven and seems to have connected with some inner goddess I don’t know what. Now it’s all flow, green herbal teas, and walking barefoot and half-naked around the house. The ravages of age barely touch her, which gave me erections that were as uncomfortable as they were ill-timed.

Darío, for his part, with his newly acquired adulthood and his guaranteed place in the degree program he wanted without having to move out, had let himself go in the worst possible way. He was in permanent-lazy mode and, worst of all, he played porn in his room at full volume as if there were no tomorrow.

At first it all felt awkward to me. But that day I couldn’t take it anymore.

With that intention, and with the bad temper I’d been building up for weeks, I got to his door and flung it open to cut off the racket coming from inside.

There he was, half lying, half sitting on the bed, naked, with his legs spread wide and his right hand working away at a surprisingly big cock without a pause. The door banging open made him jerk and start to cover himself, then he looked at me with a pissed-off expression and told me to get out of his room.

The next thing I saw was his two screens. One was playing a porn film, a threesome with two men and a woman. On the other there was something that froze my blood: it was clearly our mother, being penetrated from both ends. When I looked closely at the details, I understood it was an animation generated with artificial intelligence. I can’t deny that I was angry he was using her image, but seeing that whole scene so explicit also threw me completely off balance.

Darío tried to get up to throw me out. I shoved him and he fell back onto the bed without effort.

“That’s enough, Darío! You spend the whole day jerking off, but you make sure the whole house knows about it.”

I couldn’t hide the fact that talking about all that, with the film in the background and that bizarre video of our mother in front of us, while he didn’t stop gripping his cock, had given me an erection as obvious as it was inappropriate.

“See! Same thing would happen to you too,” he said, pointing at my crotch.

“Yeah, but you don’t see me wanking like a monkey in full view of everyone.”

“So what? Look how messed up Mom has become, and it’s just the two of us here, and we’re family. It wouldn’t matter,” and in one quick motion he tugged at my trousers, pulling them down and leaving only my boxers, which barely covered my erection. Then he went back to his position, masturbating, watching the porn and throwing quick glances at the image of our mother.

The incoherence of his arguments confused me, and in that strange moment lust weighed more than anything else. Out of my mind, I pulled down my boxers and started jerking off while watching the full scene.

My brother looked at me without judging me. We met each other’s gaze and he made space on the bed so I could sit beside him.

I undressed slowly and sat down at a prudent distance. Within minutes the two of us were in sync, watching the porn, the image of our mother, masturbating almost at the same rhythm. Out of the corner of my eye I looked at his cock and noticed he was looking at mine. They were pretty similar, maybe mine longer and his thicker.

Instinctively we moved our hips and spread our legs, drawing closer and closer. Almost without meaning to, first our calves and then our full thighs came into contact.

In an unexpected gesture, his left hand went to my stomach, and when I didn’t react, it kept sliding down until it reached the base of my cock and joined mine in the masturbation. I barely missed cumming from the shock. I held on, and feeling indebted, with my head clouded by the heat, I switched hands. I kept going with my left and moved my right to his cock.

We went on as if nothing had changed, but now, more and more often, we looked at each other’s cocks in that mutual masturbation.

Darío started moving his hips, forcing an increasingly wide up-and-down motion, while he placed his leg over mine to press our hips together as much as possible.

I let myself be carried along. Before long we were playing with our feet, legs entwined, my cock rubbing against his hip. In another move, Darío threw his left arm over my shoulders and grabbed my cock with his right, now looking directly into my eyes. I returned the gesture: I wrapped my right arm around his waist and gripped his thick cock hard with my left hand.

Our breathing was fast, loud, unleashed. We turned ourselves until we were face to face, lying lengthwise on the bed, until our noses were pressed together and, with no way back now, our glans met. We started rubbing our cocks together in a desperate struggle.

Darío stopped for a second to spit into his hand and start a double wank, well-lubricated, using both cocks at once. In fact, he had to use both hands.

We locked eyes again and threw ourselves into a completely indecent kiss, full of lust, saliva, and madness.

The cocks slid over each other, dripping. Once again Darío took the initiative and began to twist us around until we ended up in sixty-nine, each cock in front of the other’s face.

It was the first time I’d had one that close to my mouth with that clear intention. But Darío, I don’t know whether because he had more experience, didn’t hesitate and started sucking it like a madman, first the glans and then the whole thing, trying to reach my throat. I wasn’t going to be less. With some hesitation I got his thick cock into my mouth as best I could and copied his movements. We spat on the cocks while we masturbated, licked and devoured them completely. I don’t know how long we stayed like that. I had lost track of time and, of course, my mind. Who would have thought that a talk to clear things up would end in a sixty-nine with my own brother.

***

A pause to catch our breath, each of us with the other’s cock pressed against his cheek, made us hear a faint noise. We could almost feel a presence, but neither of us dared to lift our gaze.

After a few seconds of tension, I looked up and saw our mother standing in the middle of the room, almost in shock. I didn’t know if she was more stunned by the scene between her sons or by seeing herself on a giant screen doing all kinds of filth thanks to artificial intelligence.

Darío stood up and I sat up as best I could, trying to hide, almost wishing the ground would swallow me. My brother walked toward her, and she now brought a hand to her mouth while looking at his still-erect cock.

“I didn’t know you were going to use my photos for this,” she said, still astonished.

“Of course you knew. Just like you knew I jerk off in here every day. I’m sure you enjoyed listening to me,” Darío replied, seeming to have no limits at all.

“How dare you,” my mother said, offended, but without stopping looking at the screens with her own face on them, or at my brother’s cock, which was getting closer and now brushed the sheer fabric of her dress.

Darío turned her around and positioned himself behind her, pressing his hard cock gently between her buttocks while my mother sighed, watched the screens, and exchanged quick glances with me. I didn’t know if she was looking for my approval or my help.

While my brother started fondling her breasts from behind under the dress, I got to my feet with a half-erection—I had recovered some firmness after the initial shock—and moved closer to the two of them. I still didn’t know whether I was going to put my brother in his place and stop that madness, or join in.

My mother held my gaze with the same uncertainty while Darío kept exploring her body. Now he focused on her crotch, worked over by both his hands.

When I stood in front of her I caught her scent, and my erection became fully hard again, brushing her stomach over the dress. She kept her eyes locked on mine, I suppose just like me, not knowing what was going to happen next.

I couldn’t resist and planted a kiss on those full lips. She closed her eyes, as if giving green light to whatever had to happen, and started to hug me while I caressed her gently. It contrasted with the intensity my brother was building up behind her. I was sure his cock was already fighting against her sphincter, trying to get in.

My mother broke off the kiss and stopped my brother too, grabbing his cock while she took mine. With an elegance and fluidity I hadn’t expected, she got down on her knees with one cock on each side of her face and started a double blowjob unlike anything I had ever experienced and will never experience again. It was as if her lips and the inside of her mouth took on the exact shape of my cock every time it went in. Little by little she sped up, becoming more and more uninhibited, spitting on the cocks, rubbing them against each other, running them over her face while she sucked our balls in turn.

My brother grabbed me hard by the neck, and I saw the tension in his muscles. No wonder, with the skills our mother was using. I started to feel the same urge, and as if she had everything under control, in her alternation of mouth and hand she used the latter with more rhythm and force, rubbing our cocks together and gradually redirecting them toward her face. We weren’t going to hold out much longer.

It was Darío who warned first. He squeezed my neck and our mother’s shoulder as he contracted uncontrollably, shooting long jets that fell first into her mouth, then onto her face, and finally, with his force already fading, slid slowly down her breasts. I couldn’t hold back any longer. While my mother played with Darío’s cock, which was losing its erection, my orgasm came like never before. I don’t know how many shots I fired: a lot into her mouth, others onto her face, several more onto my brother’s stomach, which she took advantage of to spread all over his cock.

***

When the strength left our bodies, my mother stood up in silence, straightened her dress, and looked me in the eye again before leaving.

I was already getting dressed too, also in silence. I saw that the animation on the screen had ended and that my brother was still standing there, naked, motionless in the middle of the room. I looked him in the eye before leaving, without saying anything. He seemed stricken, beside himself. I suppose one thing was fantasy and quite another making it real, and now he would be measuring what had just happened and how far we had all gone.

I walked out, closing the door behind me, leaving him alone with his thoughts. I was already carrying mine: shame, disgust, the feeling that something irreparable had happened. But I couldn’t deny that, deep down, even if I didn’t want to admit it, there was still a spark of lust left.