I Slept With My Brother Novels & Stories

"Really? But why were you moaning his name in your sleep? Last night I couldn't sleep because you kept moaning... _**oh Mitch, hmm Mitch, baby_... were you dreaming about the two of you fu**ing?" The embarrassment I am feeling right now knows no bounds. I realized three years ago that I always have dirty dreams about Mitchell. Anytime I sleep at night, I always dream about him running his tongue around me, fu**ing the hell out of me, and I moan in reality. Sometimes I end up touching myself. Nobody knows this aside from me, but now, my super sneaky brother caught me. "Tonio, get the hell out."

my mother finally whispered, and her voice came out strangled and horrified. “Sleeping together,” I repeated, my voice hard. “Having sex. Fucking. Pick whichever term makes you most uncomfortable, that’s what we’ve been doing.” My mother stood up so abruptly her chair scraped loudly against the floor. “Lily, are you insane? He’s your brother, you grew up together, you can’t just—”

I don’t know how to do both. She reads it three times. No poetry. Just him, tired and honest. She types back: _Same._ Then before she can think: _I wish we met different. Like not like this._ He reads it. No reply for an hour. Then: _Me too. But we didn’t. So we stop._ She types: _Okay._ He: _Okay._ They both know it’s a lie. At 11pm Mom calls Rihanna. Voice small. "Your brother no dey come home again. He say work plenty. You talk to am?"

His cum had already dried on my skin and the reality of what we had done hit me like a punch to the chest. *What the hell am I doing?* This wasn’t some sort of a drunken mistake anymore. This was deliberate. My stepbrother.... the man who used to help me with my homework and scare off my bullies had fucked me twice in just one night. And I had enjoyed and begged for it. I tried to slip out from under his arm without waking him, but the moment I moved, his grip around me tightened. “Where do you think you’re going?” His voice was rough with sleep, but there was a smile in it.

"God, I have never seen anyone this drunk before. Do you want to kill yourself? Don't you know it's dangerous being out here drunk as a lady?" I yanked my arm free from his grip. "I didn't come here for a lecture," I tried working but I was seeing four different directions at once. He followed and guided me until we were sitting on a worn out couch. "Eno...ugh about me, what happened to you?" I struggled to keep my head straight and he noticed and brought it to lay on his laps. "I caught my brother in bed with my fiancée," he said bluntly. "On our wedding day."

“I want to ask you the same thing. Sofia kills Maddox and saves you, but then you dump her?” “I didn’t dump her. We haven’t been together in months.” “You slept with her a month ago.” I hadn’t expected my brother to corner me late at night in a bar. “That doesn’t mean anything. I didn’t want to sleep with her in the first place. I’m ready to move on with my life. It’s been a long time coming, and I feel free.” “What about the conversation we had on your terrace?” my brother asked. “You said you could never move on.”

, I told him. "Even I don't want to sleep with you. I can't get woman while I'm stuck with you. I also promised my brother that I won't rape you because I tend to get rough with woman that I do. But he didn't say anything about us having sex. You won't accuse me with me too that way ", he laughed like it was some kind of a joke.

You used to worship me like a god and we used to share everything. Since when did we drift apart, brother? OK, I guess I know the answer. I slept with his girlfriend and his girlfriend's roommate, who was also his best friend slash soulmate slash ex-girlfriend... At the same time. Twice. OK, I'm an asshole and I don't deserve my younger brother's love or respect. But at the same time, I certainly don't deserve to die because of what I've done. I mean, women come and go all the time, but brotherhood stays forever, right?

{ Henry } I don't like this sleeping arrangement. My brother is being unbearable. He started fondling my chest when he first fell asleep until I elbowed him hard as fuck and he woke up all confused to see I was the one there instead of his girlfriend. Then he started crying. Oh, god. I have to stay here for a while and talk him through it, but I'm not risking him touching me again so I get up carefully when his breathing is regulated and I slip out of my room.

"He left this morning before sunrise. Then he called me. He was scared. He told me his brother found out." I raised an eyebrow. "Found out what? That he has terrible taste in women?" "That I slept with both of them!" she said, then covered her mouth with the sheet. "I met the brother a few months ago at a club. I didn't know they were related!. Now the brother is angry. He's powerful, Anessa. He's mean. He feels embarrassed." I didn’t know why I wasn’t surprised. “This sounds like your problem, Mother. A typical problem for you."