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It was an usual Friday night. Being the only two at home, my brother, Josh, and I decided to have a movie night. We ordered pizza, stocked up on junk food and camped out in the living room. After bickering over movie choices, we finally settled on an old classic.

Halfway through the movie, I realized how attracted I was to the lead actor. I had been suppressing my sexual desires for a while, being single and stuck at home due to the pandemic at first, and other things afterwards. In that moment, watching the actor’s chiseled body on the screen, I was overwhelmed with a sense of arousal.

“Sorry, Josh,” I murmured, my cheeks reddening. I needed some alone time to clear my head. He asked whether I was okay, I responded yes, and he simply grunted back, utterly absorbed in the movie.

In the privacy of my room, I pulled out my phone and looked for Pornify, a recently found website and hidden guilty pleasure of mine that I started frequently using to build nudes of other celebs. Now, I chose some movie sequences starring this guy and used Pornify’s site to generate nudes of him… and it was something… Looking at him in this light was damn exciting. In order to relieve the rising sexual tension, I decied to masturbate to the image.

A few minutes later, I was interrupted by a knock on my door. “Just a minute,” I gasped out, hurriedly hiding my phone under my pillow.

Josh walked in, looking slightly embarrassed. “Sorry to interrupt, I need to charge my phone, forgot my charger in your room.”

He walked over to the outlet near my bed, bending over to plug his phone in. I was still under my covers, my body hidden from his view. His closeness, combined with the lingering arousal from the picture, stirred something wild within me. Without thinking, I continued touching myself under the covers, right there in front of Josh. It was a risky, forbidden thrill that had me trembling with excitement. I could feel my heartbeat in my throat, my cheeks burning up with the audacity of my actions. Josh, oblivious, stood up from his crouching position and turned around. His eyes widened, meeting mine. He quickly stammered out an apology and left the room, completely unaware of my antics. My heart was still racing after this incident, but a newfound excitement had taken hold of me. Despite my efforts to calm down, my lust refused to wane. Trying to regain some semblance of normalcy, I decided to rejoin Josh in the living room, hoping to distract myself from the intense desires coursing through me.

As I sat down on the sofa, I arranged a blanket over my lap, concealing my lower body. For a while, it seemed to work. My attention was focused on the movie, and the arousal slowly began to dissipate. But then another steamy scene played, reigniting the fire within me. With a glance in Josh’s direction, I confirmed he was absorbed in the movie. In a rushed decision, I slid my hand beneath the blanket and under my pajama shorts. My heart hammered with each carefully planned stroke, the fear of discovery only increasing my pleasure.

During the entire act, images of Josh flooded my mind. I recalled his face in that fleeting moment of eye contact in my room. I remembered his deep voice and soft laugh while we chatted earlier. Strangely, thoughts of Josh’s girlfriend also seemed to linger in my mind, spurring a pang of jealousy that felt so wrong yet so exciting. Was I really contemplating having sex with my own brother? These thoughts and impulses brought me closer to the edge, and in a final moment, I climaxed into an explosive orgasm so powerful that I lost control, accidentally squirting all over the sofa. The room fell silent within an instant.

I wanted to bury my face in shame, but upon hearing Josh’s voice, I looked up. He said, half-amused, “Wow, that was a nice shot,” an expression he would often use when playing video games. It was inappropriate but genuine, and somehow it made me feel a little less mortified. Amid the awkwardness, we decided to call it a night. I retreated to my room, both horrified and astonished by what had just transpired. I couldn’t shake off the surreal feeling that led me to act on my forbidden desires.

In the days that followed, I vowed never to indulge in such fantasies again, especially at the expense of my brother and my moral compass. Josh and I never spoke about that night. But damn, now I really want to fuck him, that was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, and I just cannot get it out of my head, along with this amazing sensation of guilt, and knowing that you are being watched by your own brother, this is so wrong.

NSFW: yes

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