Date: Thu, 1 Feb 2024 17:47:12 -0600 From: Mac Dawson Subject: My Brother Gave Me The Flu Donate to nifty here: https://donate.nifty.org All characters, situations, and environments are fictitious and exist on a different planet far, far away. My Brother Gave Me The Flu I leaned back in my gaming chair and tossed an empty Coke can in the trash bin, cheering as I scored a perfect goal. I belched and twisted myself in the chair so I could scratch my ass. My best friend started yelling at me through the headphones. "Yo, you still there? You gonna play or what, dude?" "Chill out, Simon. I told you, my brothers coming home today. Mom's gonna make us have a big family dinner," I sighed. Family time always cuts into gaming time. "I gotta get off here and clean up my room, he's gonna have to sleep on the floor. Mom turned his old room into the sewing room," I laughed. He never got over that one. Simon wished me luck and told me to sneak back on ASAP, I promised him I would. Now I had to seriously start cleaning. I picked a playlist on my iPod classic (hey, don't laugh, I'm old school!) and started just picking up random dirty underwear and socks, stopping every now and then to throw away half-empty coke cans and mountains of candy wrappers. I'm not a slob, really. Well ok, I am. BUT, it's not my fault. I grew up taking after my older brother in every way, including his bad habits. He was my hero when I was little, and now he was like a rockstar coming home from college. I knew he wouldn't care if the room was messy, but I still wanted to show him I cared. I love my brother, despite we don't always get along. He can be pretty rough, but I don't want to be negative right now. Mom knocked on my door. "Hey, honey, are you decent? Your brother is pulling up in the drive-way." She looked behind me and around at my room. Her jaw dropped. "Wow... look at you! Oh, how spotless, oh honey I'm so proud!" She squeezed me into a tight bear hug. She was actually sniffling! I didn't know if she was kidding or not, but who care. Knock knock knock. "I'll get it!" I said. I ran downstairs in my pajama pants, shirtless. Mom always let us be very casual at home. I answered the door, and Finn Wolfhard's clone - I mean my brother - was coughing furiously. I said hello, but he couldn't even answer me, he was hacking up a lung! Mom came running over, she brought him inside. I closed the door behind us. "Oh why didn't you tell me you were sick? I would have told you to stay home!" My brother, Eric, finally caught his breath. "Just found out on the way here. Urgent Care said it's the flu," he finally managed. He looked at me and smiled, throwing his clammy arm around my bare shoulders. "Good to see you, bro," he smiled. I smiled back. Eric went upstairs to my room and started unpacking his stuff as I helped mom finish cooking and set the table. Meatloaf, Eric's favorite. He came downstairs when it was ready, shirtless just like me. His flat, hard abs always caught my attention. Not that I thought my own brother was hot, or anything... that's just gross. But he was definitely a looker. And I'm his brother, so that's complimenting myself. So, fine, ok then, yes, he's hot. He's really hot. So that makes me really hot. See?? "Where's Rebecca?" I asked. Eric usually doesn't visit without his girlfriend tagging along with him. "She stayed on campus. Told her I wanted actual family time for once. She didn't like what that implied. So we're having a spat," he said. His voice was hoarse, but he was finally starting to talk more clearly after the meds mom gave him kicked in. "Well it's about time. No offense to Rebecca, but she hasn't let you out of her site since the day you asked her out," mom said, sipping a glass of red wine, before adding, "And Benny here needs some quality brother time!" She said looking at me. Eric leaned over and ruffled my mossy brown hair. "Wanna play some Call of Duty with me after this? Been awhile!" He smiled at my, and I beamed right back at him. "Definitely!!" I couldn't wait. My brother's home! "Just, well..." I started, biting my bottom lip. "Just what?" Eric asked. "Just... try not to get me sick," I said, scooting a little away from him, subconsciously. Mom just started laughing. "He isn't going to tell you, but I will. He has his first date next weekend with the Moss's girl from church, Leia. He's been so nervous! Caught him watching those dating-guru experts on YouTube!" She covered her mouth with her napkin as she laughed. My brother giggled with her. "Don't worry about it, bro. I can give you better pointers than those scam baits ever could!" I sighed. I better not get sick after tonight. Leia said she might actually let me kiss her! I love my brother, but I couldn't let him ruin this for me. After we finished eating and cleared up the kitchen, Eric followed me into the room. I took off my pajama pants out of habit, leaving me in just my glow-in-the-dark Spiderman briefs. Eric did the same, he was wearing plain dark blue briefs. They were a bit ratty, the threads were flayed in places. He could also barely keep them up, the elastic was worn out. I kept catching glimpses of his pubes. I didn't mind. I just pulled mine down a little lower so he wouldn't feel left out. My sparse recently shaved forest was all out in the open. "Dude... you shave?" He asked, coming closer and rubbing his hand along my stubbly groin. I kind of whimpered in response, no one's ever touched me there. "Yea, why don't you? Everyone does," I said. "Not everyone. And I'm lazy. How much do you actually shave? All of it? Don't tell me you shave your balls too!" Without even asking, he reached his hand down inside my briefs, gabbing a handful of my virgin dick before reaching my balls and groping them as he felt for any hair. "Well holy shit, you do!" I slapped his hand away. "Hey hey, easy, I'm sick!" He started coughing. Whether it was genuine or not, it was funny. "If you wanna feel my dick all you had to do was ask," I laughed. "You barely got anything there. Now THIS," he started, whipping out the biggest dick I've ever seen in my life. I was in shock. "THIS is a dick." He flopped it around, spinning it like a helicopter, giggling like a little kid. "Put it away you weirdo, someone could see through the window!" I said as I walked over and closed my blinds. I turned off the light and started up the playstation as my brother sat down next to me on the futon couch, finally putting away his dragon. As we waited for the game to load, he started coughing violently again. He was damn near shaking the whole house. He finally got himself together, but I got off the futon and moved to my bed in the corner. I did NOT want to get sick, and I was serious! "Why'd you move?" He asked, his brown eyes wide and doey. "You're gonna make me catch the flu if you don't quit coughing on me," I said. He dropped the controller and walked over to me in the bed. "What's wrong, bro. Afraid of your brothers germs? I thought we were blood!" He giggled as he got closer, fake coughing at me in the face. "Stop!" I shouted. I tried to get up but he held me down by my arms, smiling like an idiot. "My blood is your blood, bro. My germs, your germs. My spit, your spit," he smirked at me. "Open your mouth," he demanded. Surely he was fucking joking. This was a game we played when we were little. We would wrestle a lot of nights before bed, and the loser had to let the winner spit in the loser's mouth. It was the ultimate punishment, and the ultimate motivation to work out more often so I didn't lose. But it's been years since we played that. He was holding me down tight, leaning in closer. I could smell his flu-breath blowing me in the face when he spoke. "I said open your mouth," he repeated. "You're crazy, NO! You're sick, and -- gross!" I pleaded. But he seemed relentless. "You hurt my feelings, bro. I left my girlfriend to come hang out, and you wont even sit next to me?" He pouted out his bottom lip. He was joking, so surely he didn't expect me to-- "Open your mouth!" He shouted this time. I didn't hesitate, I opened my mouth wide. Eric always knows I respond to strong authority. Especially from him. Only from him. He leaned in close, too close, his upper lip brushed mine. He lingered there for a bit as I watched his cheeks work in unison, gathering up what sounded like a giant ball of snot. He was actually going to do it! I felt his lips pucker out, practically kissing me in the process, and shot out this nasty thick spit-ball directly on my tongue. He leaned back and wiped his chin, all I could do was play with his snot in my mouth. He watched me as I eventually swallowed. "Fuck, I better not have the flu now," I sighed. He scoffed, then... he jumped forward, and MASHED his lips into mine. I was stunned! What the fuck was this! He was practically raping my mouth! He started licking my lips, tracing them with his tongue, before plunging it inside my mouth. He found my tongue and started wrestling with it, it was so wet and slimy. I've never kissed anyone, was this how it's always supposed to feel? Why is it so wet?? He sat up. "I told you, stop dissing my cooties, and I'll stop forcing them on you." "Uhm, w-why did you just kiss me? Was that.. kissing??" I asked, looking away, stunned. He laughed. "Technically French kissed you. It was to teach you a lesson. Don't diss your bro, even when he's sick." "But... I've never been kissed before. You stole my first kiss! And I just don't want to get sick before my first date," I whimpered. It was all true. "Even better, first kiss should always be with someone you love. But don't kiss her like that, kiss her like this," he took my face by the chin and made me look at him. "Do you want me to teach you?" He asked before committing. I don't know if he was joking, but a lot of me thought he was mostly serious. I can't lie, I've been nervous as a bitch hoping I do the kissing thing right on my date. "You promise I wont catch the flu?" I asked. I couldn't believe I was actually contemplating letting my brother teach me how to kiss, but I wouldn't do it if there was a chance I'd get sick. He rolled his eyes. "No, I can't promise that. But it would be better than fucking up your first date, wouldn't it?" "Then no, I wont do it, I'll just take my chances. A shitty date is better than no date." Eric huffed. Then he sat in silence for a minute, like he was thinking. Was he seriously upset I wouldn't kiss him? But why? Finally he looked at me. "I always dreamed I'd still be there for you through your milestones. I feel like I'm missing so much since I moved away. That's why I told my girlfriend not to come." His eyes were glistening, he was holding back tears. I couldn't help it. I leaned forward, and kissed my brother on his red, wet lips. For someone who's never kissed anyone before, I was quickly getting the hang of it. He giggled as I gave him a bunch of tiny pecks all at once. "Am I good?" I asked. I couldn't believe it, I'm actually kissing someone for the first time! Brother or not, I'm doing it! "It's better when you get to lick each other's tongues, but... you said you don't want to chance getting sick," he said, looking sad. "Well, just don't, like, hawk another loogie down my throat and maybe it'll be ok," I compromised. He smiled and took me back into his mouth. He found my tongue with his, and gently sucked it into his mouth. I could feel the grooves of his teeth, leftover meatloaf, he'll have to floss later, but I could help in the meantime. I sucked the leftover food into my mouth and swallowed, shoving my tongue back in his mouth. I could feel our spit drooling down our chins and neck. We must have been making out heavy and hard for at least ten minutes. The front of my shirt was starting to get wet. "Doing pretty good, bro!" He said as we finally broke away to catch our breath. "Thanks. But you should chew on some gum, you got flu breath," I laughed. He playfully shoved my shoulder. "I taste sexy even when I'm sick. Admit it," he smirked. "Well, technically if you're sexy, that makes me sexy too, so yes, you're sexy!" I said, laughing harder. "Tell me again. Tell your brother how sexy he is," he said. "You're so sexy. You're the hottest guy alive. I'd go gay for you." I said, trying to keep a straight face. Of course we were joking... we're brothers! "Oh yea? You want your brothers dick?" He asked, pulling his dick out of his underwear again. He was playing, I was almost sure of it! "Mmmm yea, give me that big flu penis," I said through giggling fits. He sat up, pulling his underwear all the way off and got up on his knees, kind of hovering over me. "Tell me what you wanna do with this flu dick," his voice was wet, he had another coughing fit coming soon. "I wanna suck it, and swallow all your flu babies, so I can get pregnant and have an incest flu baby in my tummy," I said, rubbing my flat, bare stomach, still laughing. He played along with me, and hoisted himself over my torso and started rubbing his leaking dick over my abdomen, leaving trails of pre-cum. "Mmm fuck yea bro, let me inside you," he moaned. The way he said it... I honestly almost took him seriously that time, he sounded like he actually wanted to have sex with me, his BROTHER. But he started coughing before I could say anything. AND he was still straddled on top of me. "Will you go to the bathroom or something?" I winced my eyes shut as his spit came flying out of his mouth. It was no use though, he just got closer to my face and coughed harder. I could hear so much JUNK in his chest and throat trying to clear out. He took my face in his hands and turned me towards him, forcing me to look at him, STILL coughing. He coughed, and coughed, and HACKED, right into my face. Once he was even able to stop enough to catch his breath, he just started kissing me some more. He was probably just playing with me again, pretending like he was trying to get me sick, but I wanted to get more practice in anyway... so I kissed him back. I kissed my brother like I've been dreaming of kissing my girlfriend inside my head every night. And every morning. Kissing so deep and so wet that my spit was becoming my brother's spit. He sucked all the food out of my teeth, he'd stop to chew and swallow every now and then, and I did the same for him. It was sweet, it was like he was really kissing me because he wanted to kiss me, which is silly of course, we're BROTHERS. He moaned in my mouth, then sat up, looking down at me. Half my upper torso was wet from us drooling into each other's mouths. We wiped our chins at the same time. I could still taste him in my throat. He shifted down below my knees, and gripped the elastic top of my underwear. I knew what he was about to do, and I didn't even hesitate, I lifted up my bottom so he could pull them all the way off. My dick flopped out, I was almost embarrassed how much smaller than him I was. I instinctively tried to cover it up. "What are you doing? No, don't cover it up, you shouldn't be shy in front of me," he said as he removed my hands away. "You have nothing to be ashamed of. It's cute, just like mine!" I couldn't believe what he did next. He leaned down... AND KISSED MY DICK! It was like a silly little peck, he was just being funny. But I could feel how wet his lips were against the throbbing skin, I was getting hard! "Oh shit, you liked that, huh?" He smirked playfully. He leaned down, and kissed it again, lingering his lips on it a little longer before pulling away. It felt SO GOOD! There is NOTHING in the entire world I've ever felt that was better than that. I whined a little when he pulled away, so I thrusted my hips trying towards his face trying to keep him there, but he just laughed. "I aint sucking your dick, weirdo," he said, rolling his eyes. "No! Not suck it! Just... kiss it some more? Please? Just thinking of it like teaching me how to kiss still, but you can't get me sick if you kiss my penis!" It sounded ridiculous coming out of my mouth. I just wanted to feel my dick get wet again, and I bet he knew it too, but he just looked at me funny before finally releasing the air in his lungs. "Fine, whatever," he said. He lowered his face again, this time I raised my ass up to meet his face. I wanted to feel as much wet-ness as I could. He started by kissing lightly just below the head, then leaving a long trail of soft kisses down my growing shaft towards my balls. "Can you at least TRY not to get hard, though?" He whined before going back to kissing. I tried, I promise I tried so hard, but it had a mind of it's own, I swear!! I could feel it get stiff as his kisses lingered longer, he started leaving his lips on the skin more, then he started opening his mouth and flicking out his tongue gently at first. He was starting to French kiss my dick! Oh fuck yea! My hips started gyrating, thrusting gently with his tongue. Finally, he did what I've been wishing for. He lifted up my now completely hard dick, stuck out his tongue ALL the way, and licked the whole thing from top to bottom like a popsicle. "Oh fuuuuuck bro, that feels SO GOOD! Keep licking it, please? Will you lick my cock for me? I'll lick yours too, I promise!" I pleaded, well, more like begged. He just looked up at me and laughed. Then it looked like a light bulb went off in his head. "So... whatever I do to you, you'll do to me?" He asked. "Yea, whatever, of course, just lick it for me!" "So, if I were to do this..." He aimed it towards his mouth... and took the whole thing down his throat!! I could feel the head bump against his tonsils! When he pulled it out, he made sure his tongue was completely enveloped around the shaft as it pulled out, like the most amazing water slide. He made a pop sound when it came out. "Then you'd do that for me too?" It took me a couple minutes to gather myself. I just experienced what a warm, wet mouth feels like on my dick... I've basically had my first blowjob! I felt like superman, I felt invincible. Life was amazing, and so was I, and so was my brother. He looked different kind of, I suddenly noticed how plump his lips were, just like mine. They were just as plump as his pink nipples, which were puffier than mine. His dick was leaking all over my legs, and it actually felt... nice. Like I said before, if I'm sexy, then my brother must be sexy too. He's... hot. Really hot. He's hotter than every MILF I've ever jerked off to. I wanted to have him, ALL of him. I wanted to.. I wanted him to.. I couldn't believe I was about to say it, oh fuck. "I want you to fuck me," I said, keeping my face as straight as possible. Straight... HAH. You're still straight if the only dude you had sex with is your brother, and I'll take that belief with me to the fucking grave after tonight. I mean, if he says yes, you know... oh fuck, what if he says no?? Did I just... what if I just freaked my own brother the hell out by asking him for sex?! What had I done? He looked at me funny for awhile before speaking. "You'd get the flu for sure," he said. Did that mean... he's considering it?! I thought about my date next weekend. He was right. If I let my hot older brother fuck me, I would miss out on the first date of my entire dating life. If I let my brother take my virginity, then I miss the chance to lose the rest of my virginity next weekend... But, he's my brother. "Ok..." my voice trailed. "Wait, what? A-are you sure? You'd actually risk missing out on your girlfriend?" He asked, bewildered. "I just... I really want you to put your dick in me, ok? Don't ask me why, I don't know, but you just look really cute tonight, and I love kissing you, and I loved what you did with your mouth, and I... want to do everything else. Tonight. With you," I said. He was smiling. "You really want to have sex with me?" He smirked. I huffed. "Yes." "I'd be cheating on my girlfriend," he pondered. "I'm your brother. It's not like we're going to get married." "What if you fall in love with my dick and DO want to get married, though? This could ruin our brotherhood." "No, it wouldn't. It would make it better. Your blood, my blood. Your spit, my spit. Your cum, my cum." He laughed so hard at that, he was keeling over. But he kissed me, and whispered in my ear, "so lets fuck then, baby," before sticking his tongue inside. It felt so good! I moaned. His pelvis was mashed into mine now, I could feel his hardening dick thrusting against mine as he started humping me. His lips met mine again, and we started making out as we squeezed each other's naked asses. He leaned up, reached into his weekend bag for some vaseline, and lubed up his penis and my asshole. I shuddered as his finger found my virgin ass, even more so when I felt him slip it in. It took us awhile, but after three fingers and some making out, I was finally ready. He didn't even ask, he just got into position over me while I was still on my back and raised up my legs over his shoulders. He used on arm to keep my legs in place as he used his other hand to guide the head of his penis towards my hole. I winced, and moaned, and groaned as I felt my brother's dick penetrate me. My rectum opened up, and squeezed him in place at the same time as his hard shaft burrowed inch by inch. My rectum and anal walls opened up for him, and tightened around him like a snake's death squeeze. Then he hit something... "Oh FUCK! What the fuck is THAT! Holy shit man! Hit it again! Harder!" He laughed, then started pounding himself inside of me, over and over, hitting my button with each thrust. "Oh yea bro, fuck my ass, fuck me with your hot bro dick." He started having a coughing fit, but I told him not to stop. I told him to cough in my mouth, and he did. All his mucous and flu junk flew into my throat, and I swallowed all of him. We made out, and I sucked his tongued as much as I could as I felt him trying to make me pregnant. "I love your ass," he whimpered. "I love your dick," I moaned back. "I love YOU," he started pounding harder. My brother fucked me like a whore on PornHub. Pound pound pound pound! He was bouncing off my ass cheeks! "You promise?" I asked, kissing him. "Fuck yea," he said, licking my tongue in return. I could feel the lube starting to dry up, but he was leaking so much pre-cum inside of me it didn't matter. I really wished I was a girl in that moment, I really wished he could actually get me pregnant. "Then dump your girlfriend, and date me instead." He smirked. He thought I was joking. "Yea, sure," he said. "I'm serious! We could have this forever! We could be... like... lovers," I said. "Oh yea? Wanna marry your big bro?" He was pounding FASTER. He was getting close. And so was I, and I wasn't even touching myself! "Hell yea, and I'd tell everyone. I'd make it Facebook official and be the new town queer." "Let's do it, then, will you... marry me?" He asked as he looked DEEP in my eyes. Like he was looking in my soul. I shuddered. "Yes... absolutely! Yes I'll marry you!" I almost shouted. He kissed me hard, and deep, as he gave one final thrust. "FUUUUUCK!" He screamed. I felt him explode against my button, a sudden blast of warm liquid filled up my rectum, and I came. I came so hard it shot up and hit him in the face, he moaned and licked it into his mouth, and reached down to kiss me. We laid like that for awhile. My brother was matted against me through sweat, slobber, and cum. I stroked his hair as he laid on top of me. "I'm starting to feel better now," he said, smiling in post-orgasmic bliss. "Good..." I smiled back at him. But my bliss didn't last long, I starting coughing my lungs out out of nowhere. "Uh oh," I said.