I'd been single for a long time when my brother lost his job and needed a place to stay. I said he could move in for a while and we'd work out something for rent.

I hadn't seen him in a couple years and he was hot. He said he joined a gym and finally got off his ass. I'll admit that I snuck a few peeks at him when he was getting dressed and when he was in the shower.

I finally got brave, and drunk enough, to tell him that since he couldn't pay rent and I was supporting him he needed to help me out. I pulled off my pants, pulled off my underwear and told him he could eat me out and that would be good for a weeks rent.

He was doing great but when he finished he pulled down his pants and made moves to fuck me. I really wanted to get fucked by him but I wanted to be in control. I told him no but if he got a job we could do that to celebrate. I said he could jack off in front of me though if he wanted to.

This went on for five weeks then he came home one day, got undressed and said he had a job an we could fuck. I said not until he got his first paycheck. I really wanted to make him work for this. He ate me out and I said I would give him a handjob since he got a job. He wanted to spray me in the face but I told him no and handed him a tissue.

A week later he showed me his paystub and brought home a bunch of groceries. We fucked most of the night and I said I was sad since this means he'd be able to pay me now and wouldn't have to eat me out. He said he's pay and still eat me out, but only if he got to fuck me too.

We've been living together now for 6 months and are sleeping in the same bed. I know he's my brother but he has changed so much. I really love him and I know he loves me. I can't picture myself now with anyone else.