Brothers Who Love One Another

My Drunk Brother Sleeps Over

Just as I'm about to go to bed, my big brother shows up at my doorstep – drunk off his ass.

He's had a fight with his wife – or something. I don't want to get involved in their drama, I just don't want him here, tempting me.

Because the truth is: I'm crazy about my brother, even though I know it can never happen. I've been trying to distract myself, having hookup after hookup for years, but it's not working. I still ache for him.

My Secret Valentine

Lucas, my twin brother, is my mirror image - but not quite. He's muscular where I'm lanky; he's a straight lady's man, and I'm a gay semi-virgin.

I thought sharing a college dorm room would bring us closer together again. I was wrong.

Instead of being closer to my brother and spending more time with him, I got a front-row seat to see him sleeping around.

Blackmailed By My Baby Brother

"Can I cover myself up, at least?"

"Nope." This time, he did look at me. And winked. "I kinda like seeing you like that, to be honest. All vulnerable and shit."

What. The. Fuck?