My Brother Is Gay! – Part 3

Rajesh’s cock was hitting the back of my throat even though he was flaccid. I knew he was huge hung. I sucked him, my tongue moving all over his tool, cleaning both our juices. It didn’t feel disgusting as it was with my husband. I felt it erotic to worship and service the cock that gave me pleasure.

After cleaning his cock thoroughly, I turned my head aside, indicating my job was over. Rajesh got the hint, got off my body and lay beside me where he was first sleeping. I pulled the petticoat down my legs to cover my modesty. I hooked up my blouse to hide my boobs.

Later I pulled the saree and covered my body as a cover. I had to get up to wear the saree which I was unable to do as I was very much tired. Turning towards Mom and my back towards my brother. I drifted to sleep, thinking about how to face Rajesh in the morning.

I woke up when I heard the baby’s cries. I got off the bed, quickly put on the saree and took the baby from the cradle. I saw my brother wearing shorts and sleeping soundly. I wondered when he did it as he slept after cumming in my mouth. I didn’t want to get caught by my Mom as the room was stinking of sex.

I was not in a position to answer her. I came out of the room and breastfed the baby, sitting on the sofa. I wondered at my brother’s courage to fondle me and then take me in the spooning position right in front of our Mom. She was sleeping soundly.

What the hell? He got what he wanted, and I got what I needed. Baby slept on my lap, and I took him to the room and placed him back in the cradle. While returning, I looked at Rajesh, who was sleeping on his back and saw a tent in his shorts. My Mom Veena’s nightie zip was still open, exposing her boobs.

Her son was dangerously close to her boobs. I pulled her zipper up, covering her boobs. I didn’t want her to wake up and see her boobs exposed in front of her son. Seeing my brother’s bulge, I couldn’t control myself. I roamed my hand over his crotch on the shorts, and his bulge swelled up more.

Afraid he might wake up, I quickly came out to my room. As I was still stinking with my brother’s cum, I wanted to take a bath. I went inside the bathroom, stripped my clothes and stood under the shower. I noticed several love bites on my boobs which my brother had gifted me.

Cleaning my body and pussy thoroughly, I came out of the room. I stood before the wardrobe, thinking about what to wear. I wanted to look hot for my brother, so I chose a thin transparent white saree, matching blouse and petticoat. I ignored inner-wears.

Slipping my petticoat, I tied the cord a few inches below the navel to expose my flesh as much as possible. I wore the thin white blouse, which was too tight as my boobs were swelled up due to milk. Wearing the saree, I stood before the mirror and watched myself.

I was looking hot and sexy too in this transparent dress and slid the saree pallo from my blouse. The blouse was not hiding my boobs’ contours, and the nipples were seen clearly through the thin blouse material. Did I need to seduce my brother like this? I wondered.

I wanted him to move the first step as I didn’t want to look desperate in the eyes of my brother. Satisfied with my look, I went to the kitchen and began preparing breakfast. An hour later, my Mom came to the kitchen after taking a bath and looked fresh in her usual nightie.

“Don’t you wear a bra, Amma?” I asked her.

“It’s too much heat. Why are you asking,” Mom said.

“Last night, your nightie zipper was down, and I closed it in the morning,” I said, not elaborating much.

“Who is going to see this old lady,” Mom said casually.

“But Rajesh was sleeping beside us,” I said.

“What if he sees mine? You said he likes boys anyways,” Saying my Mom started to wash the utensils.

“It’s still not confirmed. What if he likes women? We should be careful around him,” I said, warning my Mom. Indirectly indicating her son’s sexual preference. How could I tell her that her son mauled me last night while she slept beside us?

As we were working, we heard Rajesh’s loud voice from his room asking for a towel. ”This boy never takes his dress to the bathroom. Will you go and give him the towel? I will finish washing and cleaning the kitchen, Nandu,” Mom asked me.

I was in a dilemma. I was worried about how to face to brother after last night’s incident. Rajesh fucked me in the night, knowing that I was awake. But we didn’t speak with each other. I had to face this at any point in time. So, mustering courage, I went to his room and picked up the towel.

Both the room and bathroom were open, and I heard water running inside the bathroom. Not able to face Rajesh, I stood near the bathroom door. I held the towel inside silently, hoping he would take it from my hand. He didn’t take it, but to my horror, he came to the door stark naked and stood before me.

I blushed, and my face turned red, seeing my brother naked with his cock dangling between his legs. He was smiling as he took the towel from my hand in slow motion. My eyes were at his crotch level. His cock was a monster almost of my arm’s length.

I wondered if I really took this monster inside me last night. If I had seen this cock before, I would have developed cold feet and ran away, thinking it might tear my pussy. But I took it effortlessly twice, once in the spooning position and later in the doggy style.

I came to my senses when he began to wipe his crotch shamelessly in front of me. Again, no words were spoken between us. Only our eyes were speaking. My pussy began to water again. I ran out of his room, knowing that if I stood there for some more time, I couldn’t control myself.

I came to my room and slept on the bed. I heard my Mom calling me as the baby was crying. I went to my Mom’s room, picked up the baby from the cradle and came to the hall. I saw Rajesh inside the kitchen eating breakfast. If I take the baby inside the room and breastfeed him, he might think otherwise.

So boldly, I unhooked the blouse’s bottom three hooks. I pulled the left boob out and placed it on the baby’s lips. My brother was keenly watching me feeding the baby. I quickly covered the baby’s head, hiding from Rajesh’s prying eyes. He smiled and mimicked like he wanted to suck too.

Dropping my head down, I was thinking about what Rajesh was planning next. I knew he would make the first move. But with our Mom’s presence, will he dare to seduce me like last night? I hoped he did. I don’t know when the baby stopped sucking and was sleeping in my lap.

I tried to get up to place the baby in the crib but stopped seeing my brother standing in front of me. “I will take him, Akka,” Rajesh said and tried to lift the baby from my lap. I had my head still down as he tried to take the baby. My saree pallo had moved aside, exposing my left boob.

His fingers grazed my boob skin. He didn’t take the baby but was fondling my boob with his fingers. I looked a bit up and saw the tent in his shorts. His thumb was tracing my areola and flicking my nipple, which was hard due to his touch.

“I can suck milk if you want, Akka,” Rajesh said, finally taking the baby from my lap.

I was shocked to hear him. As I expected, he was making the first bold move that too in our Mom’s presence.

“No, not necessary. Baby has relieved me,” I said, getting up and going to the kitchen, hooking up my blouse.

“Why, baby sucked one. Other one should be filled up,” Mom said, looking at my chest.

“Don’t worry, I will press it out if it pains,” I said stubbornly.

“Mom’s milk is very precious. It should not be wasted. Let Rajesh drink your milk,” Mom said.

“If he wants to drink my milk, I will store it in a glass and give it to him later,” I said, blushing at the thought of breastfeeding my brother again.

“Mom’s milk should be drunk from the source. Isn’t it Amma,” Rajesh said from the living room, holding the baby in his arms.

I laughed at his suggestion and said,” Do you drink cow’s milk directly from its udder.” This was the first time I was speaking with him directly.

“Feed me directly from your…I don’t want to drink from the glass,” Rajesh said with a stubborn tone which surprised me.

“Ok, keep the baby in the cradle and come. You can drink milk as much as you can directly from my…” I said and stopped, not wanting to say the boob word like him. Rajesh smiled kinkily at me and went to the room carrying the baby.

“Why were you refusing to feed him? I would have breastfed him if I had any milk in me.”

I said, “It’s not like that, Amma. He not only sucks but bites too. Last evening when he sucked, he left teeth marks all over.” Saying I lifted my blouse and showed the love bites on my boobs.

Seeing bites on my tender boob skin, she said, “When I watched, he was sucking like a baby. I will stay close today and make sure he doesn’t bite you.”

I wanted to say that love bites, which my brother left last night when he fucked me, not while he was sucking milk in front of my Mom. Rajesh was back and was sitting on the sofa.

“Go, feed your big baby,” Mom said, pulling me towards the sofa.

I sat on the sofa cross-legged beside Rajesh. He quickly placed his head on my lap and looked up at me. My body went into shivering mode, and my pussy began to drip as I knew what would happen if Mom went out of our sight.

He was trying to move my pallo aside to see my blouse-clad boobs. But Mom pushed it down, exposing my white blouse, which was not hiding much.

“Nandu told me that you bite her boobs while sucking milk. You should suck and drink milk like her baby does,” My Mom said. She sat on the floor before us to watch her son drink properly today without hurting me. I was unhooking the blouse.

Rajesh was licking my blouse over my nipples, making it wet with his saliva. I knew he was in a playful mood today. But will he take advantage of me in front of Mom like last night? Removing the bottom 3 hooks of the blouse, I kept the top one intact so it would be easy to hook up the blouse.

I pushed the right flap aside and bared the right boob to my brother. I looked down at Rajesh as he stared at my boob, which had a milk drop at the tip of the nipple. Stretching his tongue out, he licked the milk drop and swirled his tongue all over my nipple and knew he wanted much more than my milk.

“Amma, ask Akka to remove the blouse. Her blouse edges pinch my face when I suck,” Rajesh said to our Mom and not to me.

“Yes, Nandu. Remove the blouse, and he can switch to the other one easily,” said Mom, who got on her knees and removed the top hook.

I was ashamed to remove the blouse as I had not shaved my armpits. It was hairy like down between my legs. Rajesh was going to see me topless in broad daylight and might make fun of my hairy body. Without taking the nipple in his mouth, Rajesh was waiting for the blouse to be removed.

Sighing, I pulled the blouse from my arms and kept it on the sofa beside me. Rajesh’s eyes widened, seeing both my boobs dangling before his face. He took the right boob nipple in his mouth, holding it between his teeth. He pulled it hard.

“Aiyo, see Amma, what he is doing?” I said to Mom.

Mom, patting Rajesh’s cheek, said,” Be grateful that you are getting Mom’s milk. If you act stupid, I will ask Nandini to stop feeding you.”

Rajesh stopped pulling the nipple and began to suck milk tenderly. But his right hand was on my tummy and was searching for something. His hand was not visible to Mom as his body was hiding it. His fingers touched my navel. My body jumped as one of his fingers tested my navel.

I knew he was up to something wicked. My fears came true as his hand crept further down my tummy and stopped where I had tied the petticoat. His fingers tried to move inside the petticoat. To my bad luck, the cord came loose, and his hand went down all the way to my crotch.

I was taken aback when his palm cupped my pussy right in front of our Mom. Holding Rajesh’s neck, I pressed his face to my bosom and dropped my head down, hiding my face from my Mom. She was blushing with excitement as my brother fingered my pussy to get me excited.

I was in heaven as Rajesh sucked my boob and fingered my pussy without any shame in front of our Mom. We heard the doorbell ringing. Mom and I were alarmed but Rajesh was in his world.

“It should be Noor. Take Rajesh to my room and feed him, Nandu,” My Mom said, getting up.

Noor was our maid for the past 3 years and was a little older than me. “What if she comes to your room to clean, Amma?” I asked Mom.

“Yes, she needs to clean there. Both of you go to your room,” Amma said as the bell was ringing non-stop.

But my stud brother was sucking my boob and had his one finger deep inside my pussy. I pushed his mouth away from my nipple and glared at him, signalling him to get up. Rajesh, grumbling, took his hand from my petticoat and got up from my lap.

I, too, got up, and to my horror, my saree crumbled down. The knot was out from the petticoat due to Rajesh’s handiwork. I was standing in just a petticoat. I ran to my room clutching my saree forgetting about the blouse which was lying on the sofa.

My boobs were galloping like wild horses. I dashed to my room in fear of getting caught by Noor as Amma was opening the door for her. Once I was inside the room, I began to wear the saree and didn’t bother to lock the door.

I saw Rajesh coming behind me. He locked the door while I was still wrapping the saree around my body, but I was still topless.

“Why are you locking the door, Rajesh? I asked frantically.

“I thought it would give us privacy, Akka. Ok, I won’t lock it,” Saying he pulled the tower bolt lever down and came towards me.

“Wait, let me wear the saree, and you can suck milk,” Saying I tried to tuck the saree folds in the petticoat.

“Baby and I have emptied both your boobs,” Rajesh said, staring down at the saree folds.

“Then why did you come?” I asked him.

“Amma sent me. Maybe she wants me to suck something else,” Rajesh said, coming closer and pushing his crotch on the saree. I could feel his heavy breathing on my face. He was horny and knew he wanted to take me again, like last night.

My pussy his cock badly as it was leaking heavily due to his fingering. But my morals were holding me back and not inviting my brother.

“What do you want to suck now?” I asked nervously.

“I will suck whatever you offer me, Akka. Maybe I will suck you down for the starters,” My brother said, looking down at my crotch.

OMG, my brother wants to lick and suck my pussy. My body shivered with fear and excitement, hearing my brother directly offering oral sex. My husband was not much of a pussy eater as he was a traditional guy. My pussy watered at the prospect of getting sucked after many years.

I and my close female friend had sucked each other’s pussy while we were still in college. I didn’t know what to answer my brother and stared at him dumbly while he waited for my reply. Getting no response from my side, Rajesh pushed me on the bed gently.

I got laid on my back, still holding the saree folds in my hand. He got on the bed beside me in 69 position with his legs towards my head. His face was dangerously close to my crotch.

Rajesh nudged me on my hand, indicating to take my hand off my saree folds which I dumbly took off. Holding the saree between his teeth, he pulled it out from the petticoat. He took the petticoat cord in his teeth and pulled it hard. The cord knot opened up, and my petticoat became loose.

He began nudging it down, trying to push it down to expose my pussy mound. My brother was not a naïve guy but was a very experienced man in stripping ladies. The flare of my curvy hips and the buttocks did not allow my petticoat to go down. Then, I did the unthinkable.

I raised my ass off the bed.  Rajesh quickly took advantage and pushed my petticoat down to my knees level, exposing my hairy pussy. Out of fear and guilt, I covered my privates with my hand, hiding my pussy from my brother’s prying eyes.

Would I show my pussy to him if it was cleanly shaved or trimmed? I don’t know. Rajesh pushed my hand away from my mound and placed his mouth on my lips, making my ass jump up due to his attack on my pussy. I knew the pubic hairs were wet with my flowing juices.

I was on my way to stopping my brother. He was pushing his groin on to face and knew what he wanted in return. My brother wanted me to suck his cock while he ate my pussy. We both were lying sideways, and I felt his tongue poking inside my wet slit.

“Aaah! Stop Chinnu,” I pleaded. But he was in no mood to listen. Instead, he opened my pussy lips with his hands and dived his sharp tongue deep inside me. His chin was brushing my clit. My resistance ended, and I wanted to return the favour. But how?

I had to suck and give him a blowjob, which I had never given to my husband. But there is always a first time. I saw his shorts zip and pulled them down. He took my hand inside his briefs and fished out his cock. My mouth opened wide, seeing my brother’s cock so closely, and I was holding it too.

It was too thick for my small hand and looked like a horse’s cock in daylight. The tip was leaking pre-cum. I closed my lips over the head, sucking the cum and tasting Rajesh’s cum again. It was a bit salty. But I didn’t mind as I wanted to please him.

He was showing me heaven, licking sucking and eating my wet pussy thoroughly. My mouth was stretched wide to accommodate the thick mushroom head. I knew I couldn’t take this monster fully inside my mouth. I sucked the head, swirling my tongue all over it, tasting and swallowing his pre-cum.

We might be sucking each other for about 5 minutes. We heard the footsteps near the door. I took his cock off my mouth and tried to push Rajesh away from my pussy, but he didn’t move. He coolly took a blanket and threw it at me. We were on dangerous grounds.

If Amma saw us both performing oral sex, she would kill us both, I knew. I wriggled my legs to push him away. But my petticoat slid down to my feet, which was my knees, and I was trapped. I had no time to dress properly if our Mom opened the door and come in.

I went blank, held his hair pulled Rajesh up. Mom wouldn’t see him lying near my legs and covered us both with the blanket. Once we both were under the blanket, Rajesh took advantage and came on top of me in a missionary position.  What a dumb thing I did.

Rajesh was perfectly lying over my naked body with his face over my boobs. His cock was poking between my thighs. As I was about to reprimand him, the door opened. Mom came inside the room.

“Why are both lying like this? Did you not empty her milk, Rajesh?” Amma asked her son.

“How can I if you keep interrupting me? First, it was Noor, and now you. Give me some space so I can drink milk peacefully, Amma,” Rajesh said sternly to Amma. I felt like laughing hearing him. If Amma had pulled the blanket, she would have known what her son was doing. But she didn’t, to our luck.

“I thought you might have sucked all her milk. So I came,” Amma said, seeing Rajesh latching on to my nipple again.

Rajesh, holding the nipple between his teeth, said, “Akka is fully loaded. The baby is not drinking much. Can’t you see how hard I am working to help her? Come, join us. We both can empty her quickly.”

My brother was asking our Mom to join him and I had to appreciate his courage to tackle our Mom so easily. I felt his body moving up. His cock was trying to locate my opening under the blanket in front of our Mom.

“Chee, what are you saying? You drink the milk slowly, and I will go,” Amma said and, turning to me spoke again, “Nandu, feed him properly. Let him drink your milk as much as he wants. I will go and get solid food for the baby.” Saying she walked out of the room locking the door behind her.

Continued in the next part.