My Girlfriend's Brother Part Three free porn video
This is the continuing story of Mark and his exploits with Beth's
younger brother Eric/Brooke. There is some sex involved but it also
sets up the next part of the series. I hope you enjoy!
My Girlfriend's Younger Brother Part 3
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After getting up and closing the curtains, I snuggled up with Brooke
and we just talked a little while. The evening turned out to be a very
nice one but we both knew it had to end soon. She took her time
changing back into Eric and about 10 or so that night, I was alone
again and feeling the loss. I did not intend to get this close to him,
or is it her? I didn't know anymore. I did not see Eric anymore, just
Brooke. So I guess he is a she to me. That night my thoughts dwelled on
her and how I enjoyed her company and before I knew it I was asleep on
the couch.
I woke up the next day and suddenly remembered that Beth will be here
this evening so after a shower, I set about straightening up the place.
There was really no sense in it; there was no trace of Brooke here with
the exception of the makeup needing put back in its space. Focusing
back on my real girlfriend, I tidied up and made some dinner keeping it
warm for us.
She came in about 6 or 7 and we hugged and kissed and talked about her
trip over dinner, which she was all happy about. That night we made
love and it was wonderful and we fell asleep in each other's arms. Time
flowed on, a month or so went by, and as the summer began to end, we
each made our plans for the next school year, scheduling classes and
all that stuff. I didn't hear from Brooke and I was wondering if she
was mad at me so I decided to make a trip to see her this weekend with
Beth.
We went over her parent's for dinner and talked and ate and had a good
time with everyone there. I did notice Brooke was not looking at me too
much but she did not look mad. I needed an excuse to get her alone and
so I thought on it and came up with one. Under the pretext of using the
CD burner on the computer to make a copy of a couple CDs, I went and
got them from my car and got her in her room alone. She was very
nervous and did not talk much.
Me: "Brooke, is everything alright?"
Brooke: "Uhh, yeah, I guess."
Me: "You sure? It doesn't sound like it. C'mon, if something is wrong I
want to help!"
Brooke: "Well...I'm scared." He quieted his voice some. "At first, my
dressing was just in fun, something I liked to just do. Now I do it
more and more, and, well, then there is...us. I never expected anything
like that to happen...ever!"
Me: "I never thought I would be doing this either truthfully. I love
your sister very much, but I have to say I care about you too. It is
having an effect on me as well."
Brooke: "Yeah, I can understand that. But there is more. I did not
think of myself as gay, I still don't. I do look at the girls and want
them but also I now also think about what it is to be them. I look at
their tits and asses but also their clothes. And the other day I almost
ran into a wall at the mall because I was, this is hard to say,
checking out this guy's butt. And that isn't the first time I caught
myself doing that. I'm scared and don't know what to do. Look at this!"
He unsnaps his shorts and shows me his panties he has on. "I'm in
panties, at home, at dinner, with the family. I am almost always in
them now. I am so confused."
Me: "That is quite a bit that has been happening to you. I know this is
not something you want to do but have you thought of talking to
someone? Maybe someone neutral that can help you?"
Brooke: "Not in person, no. I talked to a few people online that have
gone through similar things and that has helped. More or less there is
not much that can be done, I just have to deal with it."
Me: "I wish I could help you out. Is there anything I can do?"
Brooke: "I doubt it, really. Thanks though."
Me: "You sure? I will do anything if I can."
Brooke: "Well, I have thought of something that may help me at least
sort some of my feelings out but was unsure how to pull it off."
Me: "What is it?"
Brooke: "I think I need to get away for a couple days and try to sort
things out. I thought about getting a hotel room for a weekend but I
cannot afford that. But I think it might help me get a grip on things."
Me: "I can loan you the money for your room without a problem."
Brooke: "I can't ask you to do that."
Me: "You didn't. I offered it."
Brooke: "I don't know..."
Me: "I tell you what. Instead of a loan, how about this. I have been
needing some computer upgrades done to my pc and just have not got
around to doing it. You zip up my system, and put in the components, I
will pay you for it and that should be enough for what you need. Deal?"
Brooke: "Well, that does sound fair I guess."
Me: "Good, it's settled. Come over next weekend and I will have the
stuff all ready for you. And by the way, those panties are kickin!"
With that I left and rejoined the family downstairs. We talked and
laughed and had a good time until we went home. The next few days
passed without incident until I got a call from Brooke. She told me the
deal was on and that she would be over in a couple days to put the
stuff into my computer. Sure enough, on Thursday she came over and in
no time had it up and running. I gave her the cash and she was so
thrilled. She told her parents that next weekend she is going away to
look at a college an hour or so from here. They were all cool with
that.
Me: "Looks like you're all good to go."
Brooke: "Yup, I am so excited!"
Me: "Yeah, me too!!!"
Brooke: (looking at my crotch) "I see that."
Me: "How about a little fun? Beth is gone and I have had this idea
lately."
Brooke: "What is that?"
Me: "I would love to have you in her clothes. Please????"
Brooke: "I don't know, it does not seem right."
Me: "Oh, c'mon. It will be fun."
With a little nudging I got her to do it. I left the room so she could
get ready. In a half hour she came out in the skimpiest mini skirt Beth
owned, a nice halter-top, and white lace bra and panties. I was on her
in an instant driving my tongue into her mouth. We kissed and felt each
other up but I was hard to begin with. She went to go down on me and I
said no need. After 10 minutes of some kind of foreplay I had to have
her like this. I bent her over the end of the couch, flipped up what
little skirt there was, and pulled her panties aside.
She started to moan as I slowly jacked her cock from behind. I even
licked her ass a few times and put a finger in but I wanted to do her
so bad that was as far as I went. Not even thinking about lube, I
positioned myself behind this lovely girl and pushed my dick in her.
And let me tell you, I was not all that gentle. She was crying out a
little but not too bad as I pounded away at her. Even though she was
dressed in my girlfriend's clothes, I never once imagined her to be
Beth. She was Brooke, my lover, and a gorgeous one at that.
I banged her good watching her ass cheeks ripple from the force of my
thrusts. It was such an intoxicating sight and between that, and her
moaning, I came rather quickly but did not move until I got her off
too. Afterwards we laid there in a sweaty heap lightly kissing each
other.
Me: "I have to say, that was pretty intense."
Brooke: "I'd say so." She said with a deep yet happy sigh.
Me: "So when are you heading away for your weekend retreat?"
Brooke: "Next weekend. I made reservations already."
Me: "I hope this helps you out. It pains me to see you sad and
confused."
Brooke: "I do too. To be honest, I don't expect it to be a miracle
solution to my thoughts, but I do believe it will be some help. But you
have to promise me one thing. You can't call or visit. I am not even
going to let you know where I will be. I understand you could probably
find out easily enough but I want you to promise me you will honor my
wishes."
Me: "Really? Well...I guess I can do it for you. I was hoping to stop
in but that's ok, this is your time. You need this and I promise to
stay clear."
She thanked me and we talked a bit before she got changed and went back
home. Although the next three weeks were pretty normal, they went by so
slow. I found my thoughts on Brooke more than usual. Even Beth
commented on how distracted I was being. I explained it as being
concerned about school classes and work and it made sense so it was no
problem for her to believe it. It wasn't exactly a lie, I was worried
about those things but there were more things on my mind than I would
let on to.
Brooke had been back now for almost two weeks and I have not heard from
her. I called the house once asking for Eric but never got a call back.
I didn't want to sound out of character to Beth so I did not ask
anything and she didn't say a word about her brother. More time went by
without a word. Now I was more than curious, I was starting to worry.
It was two weeks before the start of the next semester and we went and
had dinner at Beth's parents house. I thought this was great, I would
at least get to try to find something out. But Eric wasn't there.
I asked where he was and Beth's dad said that he liked the school he
visited and got accepted. He moved up there a couple days ago. I did my
best to hide my emotions and sound happy but now I was concerned. Why
did she not say anything to me? Maybe she decided I was the problem in
her life. I was hurt. I was almost angry. And I could not believe the
emotions that I was feeling. It was like I was being dumped by a
girlfriend and her not even telling me. Then again, to get into a
school this late in the summer, I am sure there was a lot of things she
had to get up there to take care of and just might not have had the
chance to get a hold of me. I don't know if that made me feel any
better or worse but it sounded reasonable.
I had been concerned but putting on my best game face for the next few
weeks but Beth was picking up on it. We talked a number of times and I
was running out of reasons for my 'strange behavior' as she called it.
So I just doubled my efforts to fool her and it worked. She was happy
that I was finally snapping out of it and us two went back to normal,
at least as far as she was concerned. I was also looking into finding
Brooke. I finally found out where she was staying in the dorms at her
school from a letter at her parents house. First I thought of calling
but that wasn't right, so I chose to just go up there. In two weeks,
for the weekend, Beth was going to be on a field study for one of her
classes and that would give me the chance I needed. I would not be gone
all weekend in case she called but I would get up to that school.
The next two weeks were agony just waiting but the weekend finally came
and Beth took off until Sunday. I knew she was going to call me that
night so I waited until Saturday to head out. The hour or so trip to
the college took forever but at last I parked my car and made my way to
the dorms. This was it; I was going to get some answers. For good or
bad, I needed to know what was happening. The doors needed an ID card
to get into but I waited long enough and with patience, I snuck in with
other students, got up to her floor and knocked on the door.
There was a pause then I heard Brooke's voice telling me to hold on a
sec. The door soon opened and there was Brooke with a big look of
surprise on his face. After a few moments I asked if I could come in
and was slowly let into the room. It was not all that big but not tiny,
mainly two small beds, dressers, personal workspaces and chairs. I sat
in one of the chairs and just looked at her.
Brooke: "Uh...hi."
Me: "Hi."
Brooke: "You look upset."
Me: "You're pretty perceptive."
Brooke: "I guess you have the right to be. But I did say I was taking
some time to sort things out."
Me: "No, you said you were taking the weekend."
Brooke: "I suppose that is true. I just needed some more time. That's
all."
Me: "And you couldn't let me know this?"
Brooke: "I...I...I don't know."
Me: "What don't you know?"
Brooke: "You're not making this easy on me."
Me: "Should I? I truly do understand you need to get your head
straight, and I don't want to pressure you at all, I was just worried.
I have not heard from you in over a month. I thought I would at least
rate something. A note? Even a brief phone call?"
Brooke: "Yeah, I know."
Me: "Is it me? Did I do something wrong?"
Brooke: "No, not at all! It's just...I...well...I was scared I guess."
Me: "Of what?"
Brooke: "Everything...nothing...I'm not sure. I just want you to
believe that it isn't you. I know I was wrong for not getting in touch
and I am very sorry. And I promise I won't shut you out like that
again."
Me: "Ok, ok. I can see you are getting a little upset. I did not mean
to come in here and harass you. I was concerned is all. I apologize for
my behavior as well."
We sat there in silence for a few moments.
Me: "So, how is the school? I hear you like it here."
Brooke: "I do, really do. It is great being here and out on my own. I
have a roommate but he is ok. I have heard tales that make me think I
am lucky."
Me: "Oh yeah, I had a real prick my freshman year. Big time ass!"
We loosened up and started talking like old times. In a sense, we made
up. I stayed the afternoon catching up, finding out about her feelings
but she did not say too much other than she is still confused but
making progress, and by the time I left to go home, I was feeling much
better and more relaxed. We made promises to stay in touch, me giving
her another email she can write to me at. One that is not really a
secret one, but one Beth is unaware of. Not for any other reason than
it is one I used infrequently and never came up. Beth returned home
Sunday and told me about her trip and I told her about my boring
weekend (naturally leaving out Brooke) and things returned to normal.
Every other day I got an email from Brooke and that was coming along
nicely. We discussed all kinds of things and were getting along great.
We both seemed relieved that we put the past in the past and moved on.
And Beth and I were doing great as well. My boss gave me a promotion to
assistant manager in charge of training at the restaurant, which came
with a raise. That was very welcome but first, I had to make a road
trip. I had to go get trained myself. I knew what I needed to do but it
was procedure so I had little choice. It wouldn't take long, only a few
days, so I made the arrangements and headed out the following Thursday.
It was only a few hours away, not like across the country, and I was
getting paid for it so it was win/win. I came back Saturday night
instead of staying over for the optional breakfast the next morning. I
did not have to so I came back home. The good mood I was in for the
past couple weeks shattered when I opened my door into my living room.
I immediately recognized the head, or the back thereof, of Beth in the
lap of some guy sitting on the couch. She bobbed up and down on his
cock a couple more times before she realized the man was not responding
anymore but pointing at me in the doorway. She shot up like a rocket
and the guy zipped up his pants looking at the floor, avoiding my gaze.
He quickly left without me saying a word and I closed the door behind
him. Beth had sat on the couch as I went about my business putting my
suitcase in the bedroom. I came out into the kitchen and she went to
say something but I put my finger to my lips saying 'shhh'. I grabbed a
glass of milk and sat on the chair across from her and thought about
all this. I wanted to be sure about what I said. Naturally I was upset
in a few ways. One, that my girlfriend was cheating on me. I guess I
could not be all that upset about it because of my activities. I guess
what really got to me was that she had refrained from any sexual
activity, other than a cheap feel or a handjob, and then I see her
blowing some guy. That pissed me off more than anything. It's time to
get the truth. If nothing else, she has always been honest with me.
Let's see if that still held true. She was on the verge of tears now.
Me: "Well?"
Beth: "I'm sorry!!! I am so sorry!!!"
Me: "Who is he?"
Beth: "Just some guy I met?"
Me: "When? Where?"
Beth: "A couple months ago, at a friend's house. He is a brother of a
friend of mine. I'm so sorry! You have to believe me!"
Me: "Yes, I do believe you. I want to know, is this the first time this
has happened? Don't lie to me either. You never have as far as I know."
Beth: "...no it isn't."
Me: "Tell me, what else is there? Has he fucked you yet?" I was
starting to get really upset. I don't usually use such harsh terms with
her and it showed on her face.
Beth: "...we mainly just played around." She said with her head down.
Me: "You didn't answer my question."
Beth: "I was drinking quite a bit and I really..."
Me: "Has he fucked you yet?" I said louder and more forceful. That made
her jump a little.
Beth: "I am truly, terribly sorry..."
Me: "HAS HE FUCKED YOU YET?" I yelled. She really jumped at that.
Beth: "...he tried to but no, I wouldn't let him..."
Me: "How many times have you gone down on him?" I said with some
relief.
Beth: "..."
Me: "Answer me!"
Beth: "Just a couple."
Me: "How...many...times?"
Beth: "Eight."
Me: "I can't believe this. Eight times? That's it? You sure?"
Beth: "...uh..."
Me: "Well???"
Beth: "...uh...I'm thinking...nine, including tonight."
Me: "Nine?!? You sucked his cock nine times?"
Beth: "...yes..."
I sat there and soaked this all in. What a turn of events. What a great
couple weeks I was having until now. Damn! I waited until I calmed down
some.
Me: "You know, if it had been the one time, and you were drunk, I might
have been able to deal with it better. I would have been pissed as all
hell but it would be better than what has been happening. Things might
have been able to work out. All this time you were the princess until a
night at a party and everything changed. Not only did you blow someone,
you kept on blowing him, and it wasn't me! What am I to think? Am I
that bad of a man that you wouldn't be pleased with me between your
lips??? Instead you give it up to some guy you only met a couple months
ago. I hope he enjoyed your mouth. I should say enjoys, not past tense.
Because you're still sucking him! I guess I will not have that
pleasure."
Beth: "I am so so so sorry!!! Please, believe me!!! At least we didn't
go all the way."
Me: "And that makes it alright?!!!"
Beth: "...no..."
Me: "After all this, all that you told me, the odd thing is I do
believe you. I think you really are sorry and feel terrible."
Beth: "I truly do!!!"
Me: "It's no matter, we're through."
Beth: "NOOOOO!"
Me: "Oh yes. Quite through. What did you expect? That I would forgive
this? As I said, I might have been able to if it were just the one time
but not now. I do really appreciate you being totally honest with me,
that means a lot."
Beth: "We can't be through!!! We just can't! I am sorry! I meant to end
it, really! But..."
Me: "But what?"
Beth: "..."
Me: "But what Beth?"
Beth: "I liked it!"
Me: "Is that so?"
Beth: "Wait, that's not entirely it. I did like it, that is true. But I
didn't like him. He means nothing really. I mean, he's a nice guy and
all but he was not the point."
Me: "Then what is?"
Beth: "After not doing anything at all, and happy with that, I had a
taste of sex and, well, it was pretty nice. I can understand now all
those things you said about it. But I couldn't tell you."
Me: "Why? That makes no sense. I should have been the first person."
Beth: "Yes, true, but after I found I liked it, I felt ashamed. Dirty.
Unworthy of you."
Me: "Oh, come on!"
Beth: "No, seriously. You have such a high opinion of me I didn't want
you to think of me as...as..."
Me: "A slut?"
Beth: "Yes."
Me: "So, you decided not to tell me but kept on doing it because you
liked it and thought I would think differently of you because of it?"
Beth: "I guess so."
Me: "Hmm, that's an interesting point of view. So what would you want
me to do now? What do you think I should say?"
Beth: "I don't know. I messed up, that I know. I messed up big time. I
betrayed your trust and faith and I know there is nothing I can say to
repair that. I feel extremely awful, almost sick to my stomach. I kept
telling myself, 'this time is the last time' but then I would think
that I could never tell you and would not have that chance again. It's
not like I am addicted to it, but it is something like I have never
experienced."
Me: "So the cock was good and you felt it was better than our
relationship?"
Beth: "No, that's not it at all."
Me: "That's how it sounds to me. You wanted to stop but that would mean
no more sex because you were afraid to tell this to me. Did you think
that you could just not tell me but start a sexual relationship with
me?"
Beth: "But I didn't want to lie to you."
Me: But you could suck someone behind my back repeatedly, is that the
case? Is that better than lying?"
Beth: "No. I didn't know what to do. I...really didn't. And now
everything is screwed up. I have let you down, and myself."
Me: "But at least I know the truth of it." I sat silent for a few
minutes. "I don't know what to do. On one hand I love you, on the
other...well, there is this."
Beth: "I love you too!"
Me: "Yeah, well. This is a lot to digest. I have to think about this.
Come over tomorrow, at 5. Can you make it?"
Beth: "Yes!!! I can be here."
Me: "Ok, I will see you then."
I gave her a hug and walked her out. No kiss and the hug was light.
This indeed was a lot to process. How much of a hypocrite was I going
to be? Is sleeping with your girlfriend's brother still cheating? Yes,
of course it is no matter how much I wanted it not to be. Should I tell
her about that? That was a tough one. Immediate response is no but I
had to think about it more. I was mad and hurt. I had no right to be
upset about the cheating really since I had done it myself. Yes it was
less times than her but that was no matter. At least not to me. So I
guess I needed to figure out what kind of man I was going to be about
this. I was pretty sure if I said anything about her brother, both
relationships were gone. What if they weren't though? What if Beth
could deal with it? I doubt it highly but one never knows. And once I
admit that, all the steam of my argument goes out the window, no matter
what she has done. That's just the way it goes. In the end, I decided
on the only smart thing to do. Not to admit to Brooke for sure but in
respects to that, I will not break up with Beth. In some insane
reasoning, it is a way I worked it all out. Until the next day that
was.
She was right on time and looking very nice. What a low trick that was!
We sat and had small talk over dinner but the tension was think and I
could see her shaking slightly she was so nervous. It was time to have
the talk.
Me: "Beth, I love you. I apologize for raising my voice and talking to
you like I did yesterday but I lost my temper."
Beth: "I love you too and it was understandable. No need to apologize."
Me: "We have known one another for many years. I saw myself marrying
you someday and raising a family."
Beth: "I have had the same dream."
Me: "Our relationship was strong and this is probably the worst thing
that has happened to us. What will happen from here will be decided in
the next moments, by both of us. Let's put all our cards on the table."
And then it came out. Everything. My brain was protesting but it just
flowed out like my mouth had ideas of its own. I told her all about
Brooke, and the feelings that were there, and the reasons why. I didn't
go into explicit details but I let her know about the few occasions
that we got together. Also made clear that I am not gay, and am not
turned on by guys really. I did my best to explain that all as she
nodded her head listening intently. The reasons I did not say were
pretty clear but I said them anyways. I could have said more but I
figured I had said enough and just waited nervously for her response.
Beth: "I know all about it."
Me: "WHAT?"
Beth: "Eric told me. A few months ago."
Me: "I...I...really?"
Beth: "Yes. Of course he didn't give details, but he told me about it
all. He was feeling guilty I guess. And he knew you would tell me one
day anyways."
Me: "So, you knew? Well?"
Beth: "I can't say I was thrilled about it at all. But he also told me
just how much you loved me and how you would talk about me all the
time. Also how you helped him out with his, uh, situation. I'll be
honest, I was pissed off. I didn't know what to do but Eric calmed me
down and explained it all to me. That helped and I moved past it. But
it was always with me. That night, at that party? I was drinking way
too much and for some reason, the situation with you two came into my
mind and I drank more. Before I knew it, I was making out with Brad and
dancing with him. The next thing I know, I am in a bedroom, on my
knees, sucking his dick. It felt wrong, I shouldn't be doing this I
thought. Then I thought of Eric doing this to you and I went at it with
force. I didn't know what I was doing but learned fast. I couldn't
stop. Of the nine times, three were that night alone. I never took off
any clothes although he tried but he seemed satisfied enough with what
I was doing. I thought I was doing it to get back at you. At first I
was, then I noticed I liked it. I wanted to tell you so many times and
planned on it but I didn't know what to do. Can you forgive me?"
Me: "Can I forgive you? I think I should be asking the same thing!"
Beth: "We both did things we are not proud of I guess. And coming over
here tonight, I was wondering if you were going to tell me yourself
about you and Eric. If you didn't, I think things would have gone
differently. As they stand, we have some decisions to make."
We talked into the wee hours of the morning and come to some
conclusions. We were not breaking up at all, that was for sure. She
promised there would be no more Brad's and mine would be the only cock
she sucked. That was a good thing I figured. Then there was her
brother. I really did not want to lose that relationship but as sure as
I was that it was gone, it wasn't. She was not interested in that side
of me but understood it somewhat. But more for her brother's sake, she
allowed me to continue. Under the conditions that, unless she wished
it, we would be totally normal if we were together in front of her like
at dinners and such. That would be no problem. We would not tell their
parents, a no brainer. At any time if Eric wanted to stop, that was the
end of it. I could deal with that. Unless she asked, I would not
discuss that relationship with her. Very important, Beth comes first.
And lastly, there would be no one else. Not for me, not for Beth. This
was the best woman in the world and I would indeed marry her.
Life was good. Brooke and I talked and I told everything that she
needed to know. She seemed relieved that it was out finally and thought
I would be mad that she had told Beth. I wasn't really. We were closer
now, more than ever. Both Brooke and I and Beth and I. I settled into
my new job position and my class work. And man did Beth learn well how
to suck cock. A little rusty at first but got LOTS of practice. We
started making wedding plans too. Nothing serious, just checking things
out. That was not until after I proposed to her. That was two months
after everything went down. Everyone was thrilled and pretty much knew
it would happen sooner or later. I had visited Brooke in this time but
nothing really happened but we continued to email and talk on the
phone. I made real sure to keep Beth far away from any of this liked
she asked. It never came up and we all were happy.
I hope you are enjoying this series. I plan to keep writing them. I
have already begun part four.
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