Caught

Stroking and stroking as you watch your brother bounce the coach's balls against his chin is a whole different experience. You can't believe you'd ever see anything like this. "Let me help you, Kaley." Coach says as he grabs your brother by the head and starts pulling his head up and onto his cock deeper. gag gag gag you see your brother start to squirm and his eyes widen in helplessness. Tears running down, his knees up in the air and cock swinging hard, bouncing from the movement of his entire body.

"Holy shit, he's going to pass out" you whisper to yourself. You stroke harder and feel your orgasm rising. You feel like you're leaning back from being so disoriented with this ordeal, you look a little balance and step backward. As you step back BANG clang clang clang, pain shoots through your elbow as your elbow smashes into an open locker door. "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK" you exclaim in your mind. As you rub your elbow to try and make the pain go away, you realize something important. Something you somehow forgot in this pain.

You're boxers and pants are around your knees. You look up from your nudity slowly and see Coach staring at you, and your brother Kaleb staring at you too, with a coach's cock in his mouth. Everyone is stone cold frozen. You could hear a pin drop down the hall. There's a billion ways this goes, but none of them you'd ever think of happening in your life except your worst nightmare.

Breaking the mile thick silence, Coach speaks as if he's in the middle of a hostage situation. "Patrick."

"Pat, you might as well join us. Come here."

Your eyes locked on your brother's eyes, the fear and surprise in his cock filled face could've written a book itself. As if possessed, you step one foot forward. Not knowing what to do else. "That's it Pat, keep coming." Coach says almost with a snarl. As you move closer, coach's confidence grows and so does his power over you. He begins to relax and even pushes his cock deeper into your brother. Your brother's eyes, fixated on you almost snaps out of his stare when he begins to gag a little bit from the sudden advancement.

"Patrick, you see... We all have choices." Coach starts while using your brothers face as a flesh light. "Your brother had a choice, and he choose to be the girl he really is. You see, we all know you and John are the real men in the house." Your brother sits there, and almost seems like he's starting to actually enjoy the experience again. Considering he's still rock hard and in view, you don't question it.

"Pat, I think it's time you choose yourself." Coach says while his smile grows larger with every syllable. He looks down at your cock, still rock hard and standing at attention you point out to yourself. Coach nods toward your cock and speaks again, "You sure are a man, but how good of a brother are you too?"

Still silence.

Coach begins again, "Pat, your choice for today is simple. The consequences however, will diverge your brother's life from now on." Your brother snaps his eyes from you up to Coach Johnson's eyes with a fearful wonder.

"Pat.... Are you a man, or a brother?"