My Life as an Incubus

The beeping sound of my phone rang through my room as it groggily woke me up. I looked at my phone. ‘Today’s Your Birthday!’ my phone greeted me. DMs dry as a desert considering that I don’t really have any friends to begin with. Suddenly a knocking on my door really kicked my ass into gear.

“NATHAN! HEY WAKE UP,” My eldest brother, Vance yelled. “It’s your 18th birthday!”

“I KNOW!” I yelled back, “What do you want?” I asked as I opened the door.

“What, can’t your big brothers just want to wish you a happy birthday?” asked my other brother, Justin. Holding a gift-bag.

“Well this is the first you’ve done this in years, so it’s kind of weird,” I shot back as I went into the bathroom to get ready for my day.

“Well that’s only because we know your teen angst wouldn’t want to be outgoing with it,” Justin said as he spun me around to face him which i tried to get away from but his strength overpowering me, “stay still and let me have a look at you!”

“You are really beaming with excitement today,” I told him, he made an animated annoyed face. “It’s irritating.”

“It’s not like you turn 18 everyday,” he replied. “But how are you feeling, you feel any ‘changes’ or anything at all?” he asked weirdly emphasizing 'changes.'

“I already went through puberty, dipshit!” I said as he laughed nervously.

“Yeah, of course I know that!” Justin looked at Vance with curiosity.

I looked at him annoyed, then took hold of his left shoulder with my right hand, “bro, lay off the weed a bit maybe?”

Both of them looked at me then laughed and left me alone to do my morning routine. I stared at the bathroom mirror, ‘Changes?’ I asked myself, nothing really has changed.

I am still the same short and scrawny teen, my face still riddled with acne, I still could consider my body to be the skinny fat most fit people would categorize as, still the same short 5 feet 2 inches, a round young face, and same old curly blond hair with matching grey green eyes. Still the same, still would be considered an incel in straight world. Oh yeah and still gay.

I guess gayness runs in the family considering that I am not the only queer in my household, both my brothers are gay, they’d often brought home some of their hookups. Speaking of appearances, you would think my brothers were from a different family if you compared us all.

Vance, my older brother is what you’d call ruggedly handsome, tanned from hard work, chiselled jaw covered with a beard he trims short, sharp nose, sharp brown eyes, and bushy brows matching his thick mane of raven black hair. While his body; muscled like a comic book character, shaped to a perfect V. Pectorals, arms, ass, and thighs bulging with a flat washboard stomach. He parades his entire hirsute body like a prize and I could not blame him one bit.

Justin, however is the opposite, the complete clean cut man, you could find in the covers of a suit ad. He has a a strong jaw like Vance but with high cheekbones, beautiful soft doe baby blue eyes, straight nose, pink thick lips, and dark blond perfectly quaffed hair, he almost looks like a golden age movie star. Just like my oldest brother he also has a beautiful body, although slimmer and less hirsute, only having a few smattering of hair on his chest, arms, a treasure trail, and legs.

I often wonder if we really are brothers, considering how I look like now, but according to them maybe I’m just a late bloomer. If you’re asking where our parents are, they sadly passed away before I was born. My brothers were old enough to take care of me and so they basically acted like my parents. I never saw any photos of them, I never probed maybe because it would be a sore subject and on the reason of maybe I would sound like an ingrate for all they have done for me.

When I turned off the shower, I could hear that they were talking downstairs, somehow in an argument of sorts. Which confused me considering that they never really fought about anything at all.

As I got out of the bathroom they stopped and turned on the TV to something, I guess to mask whatever it is they’re talking about. I decided to leave it for now and got dressed, they’ll tell me when they’re ready.

Once I got downstairs, both my brothers are already seated at the table waiting for me.

“Well come and sit,” Vance invited me, “I was thinking of having a movie night for your birthday, watch those Marvel movies you like so much.”

“I was thinking we could have a wonderful dinner at this new place downtown,” countered Justin, “which do you like best?”

“How about both?” I asked, not wanting offend one of them. I guess that’s what they were arguing about, but I didn’t really think it would be enough to be heated about.

“Dinner first, then movie marathon?” I asked, “it is a Friday?”

“That sounds good to me!” exclaimed Vance as he got started on eating, Justin still looking annoyed, sipped on his coffee and since I felt like I need to get out of there fast; I started eating my breakfast like my life depended on it.

Which earned a comment from Justin to slow down, but I didn’t. I finished and got to the door and started pedalling to school.

About 10 minutes in I realized that I left my phone at home then started heading back cursing myself. As I got in I realized that both of my brothers were gone, probably heading to work early to avoid each other. Suddenly I heard a noise upstairs, I sneaked upstairs not wanting to disturb whoever it is just in case, also to not get a lecture about forgetting my things if it was either of them.

“Fuck yeah, baby,” I suddenly heard, I know that was Vance, “I love it when you suck my cock like that!”

I proceeded to grab my phone and tried to get out of there fast to avoid the embarrassing knowledge my brother’s hooking up. When I suddenly heard another moan.

“You like it when I do this?” I knew whose voice it was, Justin, I stopped dead in my tracks. But that can’t be right, I told myself. so to confirm it, I proceeded close in. Vance’s room was wide open, which means it was Justin’s. it was slightly open, nearly enough for my eyes to see where I could clearly confirm it. My brothers engaging in sin.

“Get on the bed!” Vance said as I got close to the almost shut door and there was Justin, getting on his hands and knees.

“You love it when Daddy eats your hole?” teased Vance in a gruff voice, as I froze in place, hearing the unmistakable noises of incestuous foreplay. I heard a couple of slaps followed by a moan. I angled myself to see more of my brother, Justin bent over, on top of his bed like a common whore presenting his ass to my oldest brother. Deeply engrossed in eating the smooth ass kneeling down on the floor jerking his cock.

My disbelief could know no more and yet, my erection has reached it’s fullest limit. I groped my cock through my sweats, knowing that this is wrong. Yet finding the sexual tryst to be arousing unlike any porn I have seen.

The moaning and groaning continued to escalate, my brother Justin acting like I have never seen him before, writhing in pleasure and agony as my brother Vance tongue fucked his hole.

“You want me to fuck you baby?” asked Vance, as he licked the slick hole, a hole that from years of my porn watching I know is capable of taking cock like a pro. ‘He’s no novice in this,’ I thought to myself.

“Yes,” Justin moaned as Vance stood up to slap his cock which I realized looks like a baseball bat, a mean angry and veiny baseball bat, thick head with thicker stem tapering to a slim base and balls probably the size of grapefruits. Every slap releasing thick drops of precum on Justin’s sweaty back, his ass presented that I can see his hole dripping with something, spit maybe, or lube?

Whatever it was, it didn’t matter because the moistened hole was slick and slippery enough that my big bro’s cock went in easily, both earning a groan from both of them.

“OOooohhh,” Justin moaned as he widened his legs further apart to give Vance easier access, his ass jiggling with every thrust as he lowered his torso from his hands to his elbow to fully down to his face, hands on top oh his head intertwined, relinquishing all his weight to Vance’s control.

Which my older brother reacted to by grabbing Justin’s slim waist as he thrust harder and harder. Earning muffled groans from Justin still covering his face with the mattress.

“God, you take my cock like a champ,” Vance growled.

“Uuuughh, I love your cock!” My brother exclaimed as he adjusted himself to his elbows, looking to the side staring deeply at our older brother’s eyes.

“FUCK!” Vance said as he leaned over to kiss Justin, I can see his balls twitching informing me that he came and from the looks of it a heavy load. Justin groaned as he pushed his ass back to Vance’s pubes, his cock twitched as he squeezed his hole of every drop.

Vance pulled out, his cock slick with cum, shining like a sex toy. “We are not done,” declared Vance as he laid down on his back, his cock spent yet protruding up, hard like he was just getting started.

“Thank you,” said Justin as he sucked the big cock to the base, I was agape in awe with how easily he did that. It elicited a moan from Vance as he took Justin’s head and rough fucked his throat. Justin meanwhile on his knees jerking his cock which is wide awake and also wet with precum.

I guess big cocks run in the family considering that I may be tiny but my cock is above average, measuring at 7 and a half inch. While once again my brothers are a whole other league, I could estimate that between 8-9 inches for Justin but my brother Vance, maybe around 10-11 inches, a thick girthy one at that.

I knew i was aroused but I didn’t realize how much that it’s gotten my shorts soaked with precum. I stopped touching myself when I was close. I knew how much this should disgust me but it has made me more horny knowing that my brothers are fucking like long time lovers. Probably longer than I realized. I wondered how close they have been and if they constantly approached themselves like this.

It made me realize the constant closeness they have for each-other, it is weird that for brothers they did seem to have an almost romantic camaraderie, often thinking it was all to give me a family unit that resembles a normal one.

Did their need to take care of me made them realize their feelings for one another? Was the need to act like my parents made them start seeing each-other like partners? When did this start if so?

My pondering thoughts were jolted by the moans from Justin, and the goading sexual profanities from Vance, “Fuck yeah, baby ride my fucking cock!”

“You’re so fucking big, Daddy!” Moaned Justin, squatting up and down on our brother’s monstrous cock.

“Oooohhh, I love that fucking hole!” Moaned Vance, he settled on the bed with hands behind his head, eyes closed with his lips slightly open, and toes twitching with every upward gyration Justin does.

I stood there not taking out my cock from my sweats, palming it as the climax of it all has made me more and more horny, wishing I could join them. But to them I am nothing but a kid. I can’t hold it anymore and came. “Ughhhh,” escaped my lips, “Oh fuck!” I whisepered to myself, realizing my mistake. I came so much that it soaked through my sweats visibly.

I tiptoed down and got out of there without being noticed considering that the last I heard getting out the front door was the groaning voices of my siblings cumming together, meaning they still didn't know of me being there to witness all of it.

I got to school late, late enough that there wasnt anyone in the hallways. My main goal now is to change into my gym shorts and pretend like all of what happened just minutes ago was nothing.

As I was changing in the supposed to be empty gym locker, I realized I wasn’t alone. There someone stood, phone in hand, snickering. When I did figure out it was too late. They ran out the door. My embarrassment made me red hot. “FUCKING CHRIST!” I cursed, I took the hat I was wearing and made sure that it hid my face.

Whoever that guy was, he was probably going to post whatever it was he took. Cum on my sweats, while cleaning it up, and visibly still red from my trip here. I do not think it bodes well for me for sure. I’ll be branded a pervert, I looked like I just jerked off in school.

I went through my day, trying to stay away from anybody’s attention. ‘If they don’t see me, they can’t find me,’ I thought to myself like an idiot. But at the end of the day it dawned on me, that everyone seemed to notice me, in small quiet chuckles and short glances, I knew they know.

Heading to my bike, still trying to be unnoticed. A guy beside me was unlocking his bike while on his phone. He looked up to see me getting on my bike ready to go, just when I started pedaling, he called out.

“Hey,” he said, stopping me, “is this you?”

The horror on my face could not hide that yes indeed I was the guy on the video, wiping cum away from my waist. There captioned with it, “Faggot caught on 4K,” I was aghast and looked at the guy, looking at me with pity, which I found to be more sad.

“It’s gonna be okay!” He said but I didn’t care. I pedalled back home as fast as I can but when I got to the door. I stopped dead in my tracks. Shit how can I even face my brothers. Anxiety taking over my body as I walked inside and went straight to my room, seeing my brothers already dressed for dinner. Looking like they’ve already made up, well I know they’ve made up, they’ve already fucked out their frustrations.

I ran as fast as I can as they saw me looking upset, asking me what’s wrong. I locked my bedroom door as they knocked wildly asking what was wrong.

“Nathan, are you okay?” Vance asked through the door.

“Just leave me alone!” I told them as they stopped banging. A couple minutes of arguing from both of them and then they stopped.

“We will be here for you, okay?” Justin said to me as Vance and him argued again that they should pry for more information but Justin told him that it is best that they leave me for now.

“He’ll let us know when he’s ready,” Justin said as an exasperated sigh left Vance’s mouth.

I heard them leave, thanking that they did. I reached for my phone, there were notifications about what was happening at my school. The pervert at school caught jerking off with cum in his pants. There I was, face partly shown, but enough to identify me.

I shouldn’t have done so but I read through the post and scrolled down to see what they’re talking about.

“This is what happens when you let faggots in,” one comment said on the post.

“Lmao, one rule of being a perv is to never get caught.”

“At the gym locker too?”

“Faggot must be smelling all the jocks in there!”

Looking through the comments, I wish I could just disappear. I want to run away, I want to ask my brothers to move me from my school. I want to leave everything behind. If only I wasn’t me.

When out of nowhere; pain. I don’t know what is happening but suddenly my head, it ached with ferocity I have never felt before. Then my body started heating up, almost like a fever. I groaned on my pillow. I wanted nothing more than the pain to stop. I tried to stand up, wanting to reach for the door, wanting to ask my brothers for help. As I stood up, my entire body began to convulse. I fell down on my hands and knees, with a loud thud on the floor.

Soon I heard my brothers, knocking again. This time with more agency, asking me what's wrong.

“Help!” I manged to yelp out as I curled into a ball.

“Don’t we have spare keys to his room?” Asked one of them. Whoever it was I did not know with my entire body seeming to turn itself against me.

After a minute or so I heard keys jiggling, my door open wide as both of them ran to me.

“Oh no!” exclaimed Vance, “how?”

“It finally happened,” Justin said as I fainted to sleep.