My Brothers’ Little Secret by CharlieBladeRemus

My Brothers’ Little Secret by CharlieBladeRemus

A prank will get you fucked…literally , I may as well start by giving some background information about myself. My name is Anthony, I’m 17 years old, and I’m a true badass. I even look like a bad boy; low-cut dark hair, and a handsome, brutal face that makes girls go crazy. I was in great shape; 6 feet 2 inches tall, rock-hard ripped muscular body, I rarely smoked or drank, I ate right, and I work out every day. And I’m something like a nymphomaniac; I LOVE sex with girls. I’d take a girl home damn near every day and fuck her brains out; she would leave my house a different woman. I was the kind of guy every father feared was going to mess with their little girls and get them in trouble. I’ll admit; even a few gay guys have tried to make passes at me. So what I did would have surprised some, maybe not others…

I have two brothers, Bobby who is 15, and Chris who is 14. All three of us were like a spitting image of our dad, with the exception of Bobby having ear-length blond hair and my mother’s green eyes, and Chris having short, ginger hair inherited from Mom’s mother. And they are not nearly as badass and attractive as I am. Well, it was November, and those two little brats played a highly amusing prank on me at school. I acted like I was cool with it, but I really wasn’t. I resented the fact that some people thought differently of me now. But it was okay, because I knew their secret. I knew what those two did behind closed doors, and I decided to use it to my advantage and get my revenge…

I knew Bobby and Chris had horrible luck getting girls to have sex with them, or even give them a blowjob. I laughed at them because I had lost my own virginity when I was only 11. But about a year ago, I was walking from the kitchen in the middle of the night when I heard muffled moaning. Confused and slightly curious, I walked to the source from which the moans were coming from, which happened to be their bedroom (they share the same room while I live in the basement). I peeked in through the crack of their door and couldn’t believe my eyes! Were they so desperate to get as much as a blowjob that they had to give them to EACH OTHER?! They were both on Bobby’s bed in a 69 position sucking on each other’s cocks!

Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not against homosexuality, but the first thing that crossed my mind was, did Mom and Dad know about this? Our parents were diehard Jesus freaks, but my brothers and I never really got into religion. If they found out about this, those two would surely be dead or disowned, and back then my brothers and I got along a lot better. I never told anyone what I knew, and they kept blowing each other every chance they got.

But that was the past. Now those motherfuckers had pissed me off, and I wasn’t having it! So I made a plot of revenge that I was going to take out one November weekend, while my parents were away on a trip and left me in charge.

We got home from school that Friday and they went out to hang out with their friends. Perfect opportunity to set up my plan. While they were out, I went to their room and set up my camcorder pointing at their beds, making sure it was well-hidden. The beds were right next to each other so the camcorder would pick up everything. Good thing it had a charging cord and night vision, because with my parents gone, the boys would take this opportunity to really get down to their nasty business. Just before they came in at sunset, I went into their room and turned the camera on. I grinned evilly to myself, because they had no idea what they were in store for…

The next day, they went out again in the early afternoon. I went back into their room and got the camcorder and unplugged it. I took it downstairs to my basement and plugged it into my computer. I pulled up the video and took a look at it. Sure enough, no sooner had the sun gone down than they stripped naked and started sucking each other off. I laughed at their forms, and at their pathetic five-inch cocks, but more so at the fact that I was about to get my payback. I saved the video to my hard drive and went back upstairs to wait for them. I was ready…

As soon as they walked in through the door at sundown, BAM! I threw myself out, tackling them to the ground. I grabbed them by their shirts and dragged them down to the basement. Throwing them down to the floor, I let my rage take over.

“Dude, what the—” Bobby started to say, getting up.

“Shut up!” I yelled, punching him hard in the jaw. He fell back, whimpering.

Chris got up, and I grabbed him and landed a vicious punch in his gut, knocking the wind out of him. He fell on the floor, coughing and wheezing.

“Dude, what the hell happened?” gasped Chris.

“You know goddamn well what happened,” I snarled. I advanced on them, bare-chested, towering and menacing. Bobby got up and dashed past me and started running up the stairs. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small remote and pushed a button. I heard the buzz from the top of the stairs just as Bobby got to the top. My basement door has an electronic lock, so it will only lock and unlock by my remote. These boys weren’t going to get away so easy.

Bobby was pulling and tugging on the doorknob to no avail. “Let me out!” he screamed. I ran to him and grabbed his shirt.

“You’re not going anywhere boy,” I said and dragged him back downstairs. Chris was starting to make his way back up as I came down, and I kicked him in the chest, sending him sprawling. I body-slammed Bobby on top of him.

“You little fuckers are gonna pay for what you did to me at school,” I said. “You thought I just blew it over, didn’t ya? You thought I forgot? I NEVER forget.”

After giving each of them a few more punches, I dragged them over to my work station where my computer was. “I want you boys to take a good hard look at this video,” I said. I turned my computer on, logged in, found the video, and played it back. I saw the boys on either side of me start cowering in embarrassment as they recognized their room. Then their eyes widened and their jaws dropped as they saw themselves strip down and suck each other off.

Bobby turned to me. “You bastard,” he whispered. You FUCKING bastard!” He drew back to hit me, but I caught him in the gut with another hard punch, bringing him to his knees. I grabbed Chris and threw him down beside Bobby.

“Call me a bastard, I could give two fucks less!” I roared. “I’m gonna post that video all over the popular porn sites, the ones that your friends always check out! And I know how to get videos popularized real quick, so by this time next week, the whole school will know your little secret!” I had them at my mercy, trembling with fear of being exposed as the faggots they were.

“Please don’t!” wailed Chris. “You can’t do this!”

“In fact,” I said, ignoring their pleas. “Why don’t I do THIS?” I logged in to my e-mail, and found the two contacts that I was looking for. Then I attached the video file to the message. I heard them gasp in horror as they saw who the message was addressed to.

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