Your Wish Is Our Command

It was a rainy day during summer in the Philippines. I just woke up to find my little brother, Alex, lying on his bed, snoring – we share the same room but not the same bed. Alex was 19 years old with a twink body. He's openly gay but never cross dresses. But he does wear makeups and moves a little girly. I'm already 22 when it happened and I'm openly bi as well.

The moment I woke up, my cock was bulging from my shorts already. I stood up and went pass my parents' room on my way to the bathroom. I didn't do anything inside, I just like the feeling of isolating myself in a room that I don't share with anyone. I think it took 30 minutes before I decided to come out and when I did, I heard soft moans coming from my parents' bedroom. I walked slowly and placed my ear at the door. They really are doing it.

Disgusted, I decided to walk away. When I entered our shared bedroom, my baby brother was no longer there. I didn't think much of it since he usually do whatever he likes. I returned to my bed and plugged my wireless earphones in my ears to drown my self in music. A few minutes later, someone opened the door. I was half-asleep that time so I didn't care if it's my brother or my parents who walked in. After my playlist was finished playing and the music stopped, I can hear soft moans again but this time more clearer and nearer.

I opened my eyes and looked at the direction of our door. It was open but no one was inside the room but me. Curious, I stood up and decided to follow the noise. There in the dining room, I saw my father having his usual bread and coffee for breakfast. My father was a big man. His arms are covered with tattoos, with big bulging muscles popping out. His hair is cut short but not short to be hairless. He has no shirt on and I assume he's wearing small shorts or boxer shorts only – his usual getup – though I can'tsay because he's sitting on a chair and the table is covered by a white long table cloth. He has this stern look in his face that both my brother and I don't like. To top it all off, he's homophobic.

I greeted him good morning and he only gave me a nod. I took my seat in front of him and we ate in silence. There are a few times that I notice him flinching and beads of sweat coming down his neck. I ignored it of course. When I asked him where mom was, he only said that she left early to go to her work. I looked at him, my face puzzled as far as it can be. He didn't answer nor clarify anything. Before I could even ask where Alex was, I felt hands on my laps, causing me to jolt upwards and stand a few feet away from the table.

The person came out from under the table. A boy wearing cat ears, a bell around his neck, and no clothes to cover him but a tail that can be traced plugged inside his ass. Alex looked at me with pleading eyes. Not to apologize but to tell me he wants something. I was in shocked, I quickly turned my gaze to our father and he only looked at me with a blank expression.

I looked at Alex currently laying on his back, stretching like a real cat. My father told Alex to go play in his room, in which my brother followed, retreating to our room in all fours and a tail wagging as he walks.

My father then told me to sit down and he'll explain. It started a year ago, the day Alex turned 18. My father had his friends over to drink. They were laughing and drinking and smoking when my brother came home from school. They told my father that they find my brother attractive in which my father replied with a disgusted look. When the night grew darker and all the people were no longer in their home, my father went straight to his room to sleep. His wife was not there that day due to work. He was a heavy drinker and the alcohol is really in his system that night.

During midnight, he felt a warm mouth engulfing his cock. Thinking it was his wife, he let her suck him. His body was on fire and told her that he wants to fuck her. His wife stopped sucking him and soon after, felt the cold lube massaging his cock. He removed the blanket from his waist and vividly saw a figure move. The lights were off so he didn't see her clearly. His wife positioned herself at the tip of her husband's cock and slowly lowered herself. She bounced on top of my father's cock and he can only hold her waist as she does it.

A few minutes later, my father sat upwards and kissed my mother on the lips. He explored her mouth with his tongue and my mother could no longer help it, moaned during their kiss, "Thank you for making my wish come true, Papa."

Shocked, my father stopped and reached for the flashlight on his side. When he opened it, he saw Alex in front of him. My father was shocked and did not know what to do. Alex continued bouncing on top of his father, making sure his cock goes deeper inside of him. My father, in that moment, decided to carry Alex and slam his body to the wall. Alex's face went from happiness to fear almost instantly. But it didn't last long as our father told him to lace his arms on his neck and place his legs on his arms. Alex did so.

Our father fucked him while he was standing and my brother's face was in pure ecstacy.

He told me he fucked him for hours – came in his ass, in his mouth, and on his face. He said Alex enjoyed every minute of it. From that day, Alex became his personal sex toy.

I was stunned and couldn't bring myself to say anything. He added that they do it so often – inside both bedrooms, the bathroom, the living room, the dining room, the backyard. They even did it in public places like the fitting room in the mall, inside our untinted car in the parking lot, and more.

They even did it on top of me when I was sound asleep. Not a day goes by without them fucking. Alex was more of a wife than their mother ever was. And that was just the beginning.