I could hear it. I could hear it all. All the way from my room in the basement; I could hear mikey having sex.

I could hear hear his moans and whimpers every time frank pounded into him. Mikey was gay and kept it a secret. He only ever hooked up with frank another kid in his grade. Frank was popular and gay but no one except mikey knew and vice versa.

I hated being home and having to listen my baby brother get fucked while I just sat in my room and listened.

It was torture.

I knew new how wrong it was and tried to keep myself calm, but I knew that I'd end up jacking off to my brothers sex noises.

the noises he made were enough to make me climax without even touching myself.
Me and mikey have always been close. He comes to me for everything. Questions, help, comfort, anything.

He trusted me and knew I would always be there for him. He loved me like a brother, but I loved him more than I should.

I never dared show my love towords him though. I kept it hidden. I didn't want to make anything between me and him awkward. And me loving him the way I did was awkward. I loved him like a person in a couple would.

I wanted to be with him. I wanted him to be mine and only mine. I wanted to have him in every way possible. I knew it was wrong. It was disgisting. It was illegal. It was incest.

i wanted to have a sexual relationship with my brother. My baby brother.

my thoughts were interrupted by hearing mikey scream franks name. Obviously just having reached his orgasm.

I felt myself self harden hearing him scream and moan like that.
No Gerard frank would be leaving soon and Mikey would come down to your room to see what you were up to like he always does completely oblivious to the fact that you just heard him being fucked. I thought to myself.

I thought of everything I could to get myself to soften before mikey came downstairs. He always camedownstairs after sex to my room.Why I have no idea, but I didn't mind it. Me and him were always close and if he wanted to hang out and pretend that he wasn't just fucked upstairs I could care less. He was my brother and I promised myself I'd never let my love for him show.

About 5 minutes later I heard his feet making there way down the stairs. I sat in my phone pretending not to notice. He opened the door and walked in. He never knocked whenever he'd come down. "Hey gee." He smiled walking over to my desk and taking a seat in the swivel chair.

"Gee hello!?" He laughed pointing out that I didn't respond to his greeting.

I ignored him again just to mess with him. He was my brother and at this time I was just acting like his older brother. He stood off the chair and jumped on top of me and began tickling me.

"Mikey stop!" I laughed gasping for air.
"answer me when I talk to you then!" He laughed back.
"fine! Fine! I'll answer you just get off me!" I laughed. He was still tickling me, and no matter how much I squirmed I couldn't push him off me.

"Promise you'll answer?" He questioned smirking as he stopped tickling me, and leaned back onto his knees.
"Yes I promise now get off me you dork." I said while flicking him.

"I am not a dork!" He gasped in a fake hurt tone.
"yes you are. Glasses. Inhaler. Straight a's. Dork."

"Shut up your just jealous that I'm passing while your failing." He remarked.
"Hey I'm not failing. I'm just not exactly getting a grade percentage above 30." I said sticking my tongue out at him.
"That's failing gee." He said climbing off the bed and going through a drawer of my dresser containing movies and video games.

"Wanna watch a movie?" He asked while digging through the drawer.

"Sure why not." I replied.

He he stopped digging and turned to face me. "What's wrong?"

"Huh?"

"What's wrong? Gee you seem mad."

"I'm not." I said averting my attention back to my phone.

"Yes you are. Don't lie. I know you to well."

All i I could think was not well enough.

Notes

Waycest!!!! It'll get smutty ish soon enough so don't worry.