Even in the light of that amusing little incident, being a woman - a member of the gender my brother was not attracted to - I would have been daft to think that I would lose my virginity to George. Indeed, I didn't, or at least not my normal virginity.

However, a few years ago my older brother did take my anal-cherry...

I had just graduated from college and, having landed a job on the career ladder, I had moved into a nice little house on my own. After a week there I had finished moving my stuff in and unpacking, but there was a bit of DIY work to do that I was not up to coping with myself.

"Anything to help a damsel in distress Kate," George said down the telephone when I gave him a call to ask for help. He lived nearby, and he was more than happy to pop over on a Sunday afternoon to help.

George was then aged twenty-four, a very tall and handsome young man, the sort who made most women grumble and complain about the injustices of the world when they found out he was gay. George had short spikey hair that, like mine, was jet-black, and he had the same green eyes as me. Dressed in his tight white T-shirt and black jeans, George helped me put up some shelves and curtains, and I couldn't help but admire his physique.

At the time I was twenty-two-years-old. My black hair was quite long and parted in the middle, framing a round cheery face I regarded as rather pretty, even if I did say so myself. I was five-foot-five in height and a tiny bit on the plump side. Well, to be honest I was plump. It didn't bother me too much though. It would have been nice if my thighs could have been a bit slimmer and firmer, I would have preferred there to have been less than four folds across my belly when I was sitting up in the bath, and my bottom - although quite firm and shapely - was getting just a bit too plump for me to wear tight jeans without feeling somewhat self-conscious.

It didn't keep me awake at nights though, as I knew I was only just into 'plump' territory, and now that my hedonistic days of college were behind me I could get round to detoxing a bit and going to a gym. Besides, I had a pretty face and nice flirty eyes. On top of that, regardless of that fact that I was about twenty-pounds over-weight, I had big juicy tits with deep cleavage I always made sure was on display, and furthermore I had a rather rampant sex-drive that had seen me fuck my way through two-dozen guys during my three-years at college. I felt horny all the time and I didn't fancy settling down with just one man for at least another decade. Until then I was happy to jump into bed with any guy that showed any interest. You don't need to be an expert on male psychology to know that that can count for a lot with guys!

I was single at the time, although that was because I had just relocated to a new town where I did not yet know anyone. I was glad George lived nearby. I knew I'd get to meet some interesting people through him..hopefully some good looking guys who weren't gay!

Anyway, back to DIY Sunday. My handsome brother quickly finished off the chores and I rewarded him with a can of beer. We were in the living room, some music on the stereo, both of us sitting on the sofa.

I was wearing a pair of old blue jeans and a top which was rather low cut. With no bra on, my wobbly boobs had frequently come close to popping out of my top during the day's activities, and I had been having naughty thoughts about what my brother's reaction would be. Given that he was gay, though, I suspected he wouldn't pay much attention. Or would he? I guess - even though he was my brother - I couldn't help but have that strange urge most women have when in the company of a handsome gay man, the urge to somehow 'convert' him, to get his lustful attention. What better way could a woman boost her confidence than by enflaming the lust of a man who was not even attracted to women?

"So, are you and Steve still together?" I asked my brother, referring to his live-in boyfriend.

"Yeah, it's been almost year since we became an item," George said.

"You'll have to remember the anniversary," I told him.

"Heh. It's only you women that get all fussy about anniversaries." "How do you know? You've never been out with a woman?"

"Yes, but I do have them as friends. And I've got three sisters from whom I can get to know the female mind."

I grinned at my brother. Our two youngest sisters were still living at home and had not yet finished school. I had always been close to George and I liked to think I shared with him a sense of responsibility in use both being the eldest siblings.

"Do you ever think you'll have a girlfriend, just to try it out?" I asked George, grinning as I did so. I'd asked him that question a few times as teenagers, more to tease him than anything.

"No, I don't think so," he smiled.

"Not even one? Just for a day? To try it out?"

"Well...let me ask you something Kate. You fancy men don't you?"

"Damn right!"

"Would you ever consider having a girlfriend?"

"Maybe," I shrugged, "Sure, why not."

"You're lying," George smirked, sipping his beer.

"We should have a dare," I suggested, "You get a girlfriend, then I'll get a girlfriend."

"No, you get a girlfriend first Kate. I wouldn't trust you to go ahead with the dare if I had to get a girlfriend first. You'd chicken out."

"I reckon," I began, teasing my brother, "you just want me to get it on with a girl. So you can watch."

"Why would I want to do that?"

"All men want to see women get it on with each other."

"Heterosexual men sis. Not me."

"Well..." I began, not sure where to go next but nonetheless enjoying this increasingly mischievous conversation, "...I bet you gay guys still like seeing women getting it on. All men do, regardless of sexuality."

"Don't be silly sis. Would you get turned on at seeing two men getting it on?"

"Sure I would," I shrugged, deadly serious.

"Yeah, right!"

"I would! Seriously. Especially if one of them - or better yet, both - were as damn good looking as you."

George grinned at me.

Feeling thirsty I swiftly drained my own bottle of beer and felt the alcohol fizz up to my brain and make me feel more couragous in my behaviour, which I realised was growing more flirty.

"You've never done it with a woman have you then?" I asked, suddenly feeling a surge of self-confidence and taking the plunge in suggesting something that had only just crept into my wanton little mind a second before.

"No," sighed my brother, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Well...there's a certain thing I've never done either?"

"What's that then Kate, 'stopped talking crap'?" suggested George, half-seriously.

I giggled and threw a cushion at him, which he easily caught and tossed back at me.

"What I meant was," I began, "there's a certain sexual activity I've never done."

"That's surprising," George laughed, "judging by your boasts of having slept with half of your college."

"Believe it or not, there's something I've never actually done yet. Sex-wise."

"And what's that?"

"Taken it up the arse."

George looked at me for a moment then smiled, almost shrugging it off. I could sense a flicker of excitement within him that I, his own sister, had admitted such an intimate thing.

"Lots of women haven't," he told me, "After all, you've got the main entrance, why use the backdoor?"

"Well, I want to do it. I've fantasised about it more and more recently." I reached out and idly squeezed George's firm thigh.

My brother almost splurted out his beer as he began laughing.

"What?" I demanded of him.

"For a moment there," sniggered George, "I thought you were trying to seduce me! That you were about to suggest that, I dunno...I should give you one up the..."

He evidently saw the naughty glint in my eye.

"You're serious?" he asked.

"Sure," I shrugged, "I want to take a cock up the bum, just to see what it's like. You've got cock...it's quite a simple solution, yes? You might not like women but, hey, just pretend I'm a guy."

"That's...a rather silly suggestion Kate."

"Aw come on," I whined. I was still hardly able to believe I'd suggested this. It honestly had not consciously occured to me before, but now I was dead set on fulfilling it.

"I'm your brother."

"So? You're gay too."

"I know. I had noticed. What's your point?"

"Erm...I'm not sure. I was getting to it. I think."

George laughed again and took another swig of beer. Then he looked round at me once more. I was still squeezing his thigh.

"You're serious?" he asked once more.

"Damn right. Think of it as a favour or something." My hand crept to his groin and I squeezed gently, feeling his cock was getting stiff in his jeans. George could not hide the fact that he was aroused. He would later admit to me that he was reluctant at first because he really did think I was joking. Finally it sank in that I was deadly serious.

"Okay," George said as he stood up, "Let's do it Kate. Upstairs little sister."

"Sure thing you bossy big brother you," I chirped, hurrying past him. I was feeling more horny than I ever had done, and I was pleased that George followed me up the stairs with the same obvious enthusiasm as I did.

My bedroom was the first thing I had finished off decorating upon moving in, a nice cosy room at the back of the house with a big bed with pink-and-yellow girly covers.

I entered and turned to my brother, who immediately began undressing. He had a cheeky grin on his face, as did I. We felt like we were kids again, up to naughtiness.

"You don't hang around do you?" I smirked as I watched my brother hurridly whip off his T-shirt, exposing a firm sculpted torso.

"I'm so damn horny at the idea of buggering my little sister," he told me with such lustful honesty that I almost came there and then! "Get naked too Kate."

"Okay!"

I undressed, removing my top and exposing my big wobbly tits. Then off came my socks and jeans, then my knickers. George was naked by then too, his body wonderfully toned and perfect. I suddenly felt a little worried because, on the other hand, my own figure was not quite perfect. Nice enough, sure, and furthermore George didn't really go for women so what did it matter what his reaction was, blah blah blah, but nonetheless there was no denying that I was plump, regardless of how pretty I was. George, however, looked rather admiringly at me.

"Hmmm, nice figure sis," he said.

"Yeah?"

"Sure. Nice big boobs...good curves..." He walked behind me and slapped my bottom. "A nice rump too."

"'A nice rump'?! What am I, at the inspection parade of a cattle market?"

"Heh heh. Don't worry sis, I'm just teasing. Although you do have a nice figure. For a woman." Standing in front of me, he reached out and idly ran his fingers gently across my belly. "Nice and curvy. You look sweet." He gave me a gentle kiss.

"You look thoroughly gorgeous too George."

"Cheers sis."

"A nice big cock too," I added, reaching out and taking grip of his prick. It was half-erect, and with a few skillful strokes, it was soon fully erect, a throbbing seven-incher, the shaft like steel and with pulsing veins across it, the head swollen and purple.

"Bend over on the bed Kate," he instructed me.

I did so, getting into the centre of the bed, on my hands and knees with my 'nice rump' raised high in the air. I could feel my anus twitching with eagerness. Only recently, having left both college and it's opportunities for frequent, casual sex had I began fantasising heavily about anal-sex. I'd fingered my arsehole, slid dildos up it, even cucumbers, but never had a prick been up there. I wanted to make up for lost time. I was as impatient for new and ever more exciting physical thrills.

"Any lubrication around here?" George asked, casually, standing at the side of the bed with his dick raised high and erect, "That arsehole looks tight sis, I don't want tearing your little bum-hole open."

"Grab some facial moisteriser from the dressing-table," I instructed him.

George took some and applied the white cream to his erection, slathering on a generous amount. Then he hopped onto the bed behind me. I shivered, excited at the idea of not just surrendering my anal-maidenhead, but at the idea of my brother taking it. My own big brother, handsome and sexy...and then there was the fact that he was gay. As I mentioned, a woman's confidence couldn't help but be overwhelmingly flattered when a gay guy falls for her charms...even if being his sister I probably had a bit of leverage! A good brother will do anything for his sister, although - to my delight - it was obvious George was looking forwards to this too.

My brother shuffled up to me and I almost yelped when I felt his greased prick nudge my tender anus. It felt so big and hard against me and I realised just how small an anus is compared to a big thumping dong. I gripped the bed-covers and prepared myself.

"You wanted an arse-fucking sis," George said, voice filled with macho pride, "I'm gonna give you one. Nice and deep."

"Do it, do it," I begged him, the hole between my plump cheeks tingling with anticipation.

George pressed his cock-head to my arsehole and began to push. When I masturbated my anus with dildos I usually spent a few minutes gently easing the tip into it, which I expected George to do with his cock. He did not. With obvious eagerness to get up my bum, my brother pushed quite fiercely, squeezing his prick-head to my anus which, against my wishes, instinctively tightened.

"Aaah...fuck," I stammered.

"Almost there sis," George grunted, still trying to force his way up my arse, "It's going up...slowly...but surely."

"UUUUUH! Fuck...I dunno if I can take it. NNNG!"

"Try pushing, like you do when you're taking a shit."

This advice sounded contradictory to me. After all, I was trying to accept something up my arse, not push something out. However, I trusted my brother so I obeyed, flexing my shitting muscles.

It worked! My anus stopped contracting and, all of a sudden, George's cock-head and at least two-inches of his shaft abruptly slid past my sphincter and into my rectum.

"NNNGAAGH!" I groaned, for it still hurt a bit, "Oh fuck." Suddenly, the pain began to swiftly vanish. Before I knew it, I could feel nothing but an intense shiver of pleasure eminating from my obscenely stretched anus, a wonderful feeling of penetration that was unlike anything I'd felt from a mere cunt-fucking.

"You okay sis?" asked George, hanging in my bum, waiting for me to recover from having my anal-cherry popped.

"Damn right," I panted, grinning over my shoulder at him, "Holy shit, that feels good. Just as good as I hoped, and then some! Mmmmm. Are you up there very far?"

"Only a few inches. There's some more to go. Get ready sis, I'm gonna ram every inch up your shitter you horny bitch."

These wanton words turned me on even more! I lay my head to one side on the pillow. "Go for it! Shove it right up my arse big brother!"

George pushed some more, and steadily his greased cock filled my bowels, inch by throbbing inch. Soon I could feel that he was all the way up there, his pubic hair bristling against my anus, his balls dangling against my wet furry cunt and the head of his seven-inch dick lodged right in the clasping depths of my rectum.

"What an arse, what an arse," George drooled, and he clapped his hands to my plump bum-cheeks and slid half his dick out of my anus. I thought he might withdraw completely, but instead he just shoved back in to the hilt, causing me to gurgle with obscene delight. Then my brother repeated this action, over and over again, getting to a comfortable rythm of just sawing his erection back and forth in my anus.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah," I moaned, softly, utterly overwhelmed with pleasure and so damn glad I'd come out with this obscene idea earlier, and even more glad that George had gone along with it! He was having fun too, grunting with pleasure as he buggered me. He would later explain that - as I knew already - he could not lust after me as a woman, because he was gay rather than just bisexual, but as crudely put it, 'an arsehole is an arsehole', and in his opinion my arsehole was as good and as tight as any boyfriend of his. I asked if he'd fantasised that I was a guy whilst he'd been up my bum, which I'd expected he would, but George was insistent that he'd very much kept in mind that he had been buggering me, Kate, that sodomizing his own sister was such a damn turn on that it over-rode his normal preference for his own gender.

The afternoon's DIY-activity hadn't sapped George's strength. My hunky big brother fucked me good and hard in the arse for a long while, steadily picking up his pace, my groans of delight rising in volume correspondingly.

"Oh yeah, oh God, fuck me, fuck me," I was eventually wailing after over half-an-hour of solid incestuous sodomy, "OH FUCK I'M CUMMING!"

"Uh, uh, me too sis, me too," George grunted, holding my hips tightly and really fucking me hard, holding nothing back, "SHIT YEAH! I'm cumming Kate. Up your arse! NNNNG!"

He slammed his cock to the root in my shitter one last time and his sperm flowed, a great supernova of semen in the depths of my guts.

"Fill me up, that's it, nnnnnng!" I groaned, sluttishly, pushing my arse back on to my brother's spunk-spurting cock.

George flooded my shit-chute with sperm, letting out a long satisifed sigh as the last of his cum oozed from his balls, down his cock and into my intestines.

"Oh wow, that was good," he gasped.

Bizarrely enough, we both began laughing.

George then eased his prick from my ravished arsehole and, naked, we collapsed on the bed, tired and spent. We were both happy that we'd done something neither of us had done before. George had fucked a woman, and I'd been buggered. Oh, and we'd both indulged in incest for the first time too.

Not the last time either! Not by a long shot.

After a quick rest my dear brother soon sprang another erection, one which he was intent on shoving nowhere except in my behind. For another half-hour he deliciously bum-fucked me and gave me a second enema of sperm. We then dressed and promised one another to repeat such activity.

In fact, just a few days later George came round to my house in the evening after work just to say hello. I was working up the courage to ask for a replay of our weekend's sodomistical fun when George, in fact, came out with a request to lend him my arse. I was more than happy to, and within moments we were on my bed, naked. I raised my bottom and George plunged into it, fucking me to a couple of wild climaxes before he let his sperm flow.

The following day he came round again, this time not bothering to hide his obvious intentions. We went straight upstairs where George buggered me twice in quick succession and left me exhausted.

The following weekend, on Saturday morning, the doorbell had rang.

I had not been expecting anyone that early, and I had just finished showering. I threw on a dressing gown and went downstairs to answer the door.

Standing there had been my brother, along with Steve, his boyfriend. Steve was a handsome and rather effeminate guy, five-foot-eight and with shoulder-length blonde hair, a delicate face and a slender body. He was only twenty, a couple of years younger than me.

I invited my two gentleman guests into the house and it wasn't long before George admitted he'd told Steve about his incestuous frolics. Steve quickly pointed out that the it had turned him on and he was keen to join in. I couldn't believe it! Not only had my gorgeous big brother proved more than willing to satisfy my anal itch, but his pretty-boy lover was eager to join in (unlike George, Steve was bisexual rather gay; he did prefer men but he'd slept with several women in his younger years.)

"Well," I grinned as I stood up from the sofa and slipped elegantly out of my dressing-gown, rendering me stark naked, "if you two are eager to give my arse a good fucking, why don't we get right to it?"

"Sure thing," George said as he also stood, "Besides, you said last week you fancied the idea of watching two guys fuck didn't you?"

"I sure did," I replied, recalling this particular confession, "Are you two hunks gonna give me a nice show?"

"Fuckin' right we are," answered Steve, and soon the three of us hurried up to my bedroom.

Within sixty-seconds, Steve and George were naked. I sat on the bed and urged them to step forwards so that I could handle their cocks. They were delicious, two nice throbbing pricks that reacted so swiftly to my flicking wrist. The heads seemed to glow angrily, purple and throbbing.

"I want to see you fuck Steve," I told George.

"Very well," my brother smiled, "Move aside then Kate."

I got off the bed and stood alongside it, watching as Steve got down on all fours in the centre of the bed. He had a slender, pale body, a cute round arse with a shaved arsehole, almost womanly in appearance. My brother, after lubing up his cock with some Vaseline he'd bought along, got on the bed behind his young lover.

Fingering my cunt with one forefinger, and fingering my anus with the other, I had stood watching as George skillfully sheathed his prick into Steve's arsehole. The young blonde guy shivered with delight as my brother's prick filled his bowels and he panted lustfully in the same way I had done when it had been my rectum George's cock had been filling. My brother flashed a grin at me then set about deeply bum-fucking his lover.

I don't know what men got out of watching women fuck, but I certainly was getting off on watching these two men fuck! Mostly it was just the voyeuristic nature of it that turned me on, as seen as I had never had the opportunity to watch two people have sex (outside of porn movies). Then there was just the pleasure of watching my gorgeous brother in action, watching him do to a member of his own sex what he had done to me!

After a few minutes I had got onto the bed and asked my brother to give me his cock to suck. With a wicked grin, George had slid his prick from Steve's arse and tended it to my eager lips. I deeply sucked on his cock, getting off on the sordidness of the act, of tasting shit on my brother's penis. Then I took it from my mouth and helped him guide it back into Steve's arse. I remained kneeling there, watching every detail of this sodomistical show in front of me, and on three more occasions my brother had withdrawn his prick from his lover's anus and shoved it down my willing throat for a few moments.

"Before I blow my nuts," George said shortly, withdrawing unspent, "I need my own arse fucked."

"You've made Steve's cock nice and hard," I commented, noting that, as he got up and turned round, Steve sported an erection that looked so hard it appeared it was in danger of exploding!

Remaining close to the action, I watched as the pair changed positions. George got down on all fours and spread his cute bum for Steve to penetrate, my brother taking a cock in his arse without batting an eye-lid! (Hardly surprising though; Steve later confessed that he'd first been bum-fucked at the age of twelve - by a fifteen-year-old friend - and had rarely let more than a few days go by since then without being buggered.)

As much as I enjoyed watching Steve expertly sodomize my brother, I was eager for a more active role in this activity. In other words, my anus was fucking itching!

I eventually got down on my hands and knees alongside George, my broad rump wiggling in the air.

"Dive into my bowels Steve," I instructed him, "That is, if you can tear yourself away from my brother's arse!"

"I've not seen a finer arse on a woman," Steve said after he had slid his cock out of George's arse and got behind me, fondling my wobbly bum-cheeks with obvious sincerity in his lustful compliments. "Delicious! Sometimes - occasionally - I must confess I do like a nice change from firm muscular men's bums and fancy a nice juicy round female bum! Mmmmm! It looks damn tight too."

"That's because George only broke me in last week," I admitted.

Steve spent a moment fingering my anus, loosening it up a bit and drawing out his anticipation of enjoying my arse. Finally he was ready. My brother's young lover pressed his cock to my anus and pushed. As I had done when George had first buggered me, I gently pushed as if taking a shit, and sure enough, Steve's prick-tip quickly popped up into my anus. I grimaced as the discomfort shot though me, but then it quickly transformed into a warm flow of pleasure.

"Mmmmmm, oh yeah," I sighed.

"I'm not all the way in yet," Steve commented. He grunted a couple of times as he worked his shaft fully into me until, finally, he was buried in my arse to the hilt. "What a fucking lovely tight arse! And what a pleasure to bum-fuck a woman immediately after bum-fucking her brother! What sordidness! What kinkiness!"

I glanced across at George, who was still on hands-and-knees alongside me, and we grinned. I thought it amusing that, whilst George was very much a man of action who let his cock do the talking during sex, Steve was quite poetic! As he bum-fucked me the handsome young blonde made all sorts of imaginative comments - all complimentary - about my arse. "The grip...it's like a vice...so tight and hot...fucking hell I hope this slurping sphincter doesn't tighten further and nip off my prick!"

After a few moments of sawing away, Steve withdrew from my rectum. He then shuffled aside and eagerly planted his cock up George's arse.

"Stay bent over Kate," Steve instructed me as he buggered my brother, "I'll be back up your arse in a few moments. Mmmm...delicious. It's so nice to have two bums to fuck together. One male, one female! A brother and sister, both bent over, their arses all mine to indulge myself in. Yeah!"

After a few moments, Steve - as promised - got back behind me and sank his erection into my arse. I shivered with ecstasy as once more I was subjected to the horny fucker's attention. Once more, however, he withdrew from me and resumed buggering George. Then he was back to me.

On and on Steve went. He sure had a lot of self-control! For almost an hour he hopped back and forth, sodomizing me and then my brother in turn, never for more than a few minutes at a time. When I could sense Steve's climax was beginning to approach, a selfish part of me suddenly decided that I simply must capture that young man's sperm. I soon came up with an enjoyable way of taking my brother's arse out of the equation. When Steve was buried up my rectum, I asked George to give me his cock to suck.

"With pleasure sis," he had said as he got up and knelt in front of me, his swollen erection wobbling in front of my face.

I opened my mouth wide and slurped down half of that big prick, sucking deeply on it. I was truly spit-roasted - on all fours, my brother's cock rammed down my throat and Steve's cock rammed up my rectum. Those two fine young men gave me a superb double-fucking, Steve slamming his pole harder and harder into my arse whilst George fucked my face. I stopped sucking after a while and let my brother just use my mouth like an arse, just letting him thrust his meat to and fro. Soon long gobs of saliva were oozing obscenely from my chin, Steve's pelvis was clapping loudly against my plump bum-cheeks and my heavy tits were swinging back and forth as I was rammed from both ends.

After several minutes of this heavenly treatment I finally came, my moans muffled with George's dick in my throat. Suddenly, taking me quite by surprise, my brother climaxed, and I had a second orgasm that followed hot on the heels of the first when I felt George's hot delicious sperm gushing down my throat and into my belly. To cap off all this pleasure, Steve then let out a cry of lust as he began to spunk up in my guts.

"UUUUH, I'm cumming, holy fucking cunting shit I'm cumming!" he moaned, humping my arse throughout his climax, spurting what seemed like an endless amount of sperm into my bowels. I could feel it overflow and run down my thighs.

"Jesus, that was fun," panted my brother, taking his dick from my mouth and sitting back, out of breath.

"I'll second that," Steve commented, pulling his wilting prick from my anus.

I was so tired out I could only grin as I rolled aside, out of breath, sperm and saliva dribbling down my chin, more sperm oozing out of my well-fucked anus.

"Fucking hell," I managed to sigh.

"That was damn fun!" Steve commented. "I might be up for seconds if you two are."

"Damn right," I commented, suddenly feeling energetic once more.

"I'm up for seconds as soon as my cock is hard," George said.

"I can help with that," I commented. I knelt up and had George and Steve stand in front of me, their half-erect pricks thrust into front of my sweaty face. I sucked on Steve's cock for a few moments, then George's, then back to Steve's. For ten-minutes I sucked passionately on those lovely penises, rendering them as stiff as iron bars. At my request, the two young men sucked on another's cocks for a few moments. I enjoyed watching, although I like to join in too. At one point my brother lay back and me and Steve both sucked him off together, taking turns in working our tongues over his cock-head, his shaft and his balls. Then George and me subjected Steve's beautiful cock to the same dual-assault of tongues.

My anus was itching once more and I was desperate to be bum-fucked again, and I said so too.

"Perhaps you'll permit me to dictate the action for a moment," Steve began, "I've always had this fantasy you see..."

"Do tell," I urged him, eager to see what this handsome young bi guy had in mind.

"I've always wanted to be in a sandwich," Steve explained, "I've love fucking arses, and I love having my arse fucked, but I've never indulged in the both activities together. Neither has George in fact. I'd love to have a go now. Of course, I'd always imagined such an anal-sandwich with two guys, but I'm more than happy to substitute a male arse for a female arse."

"Well, my female arse is at your disposal Steve," I had smirked, getting on my hands and knees.

With obvious enthusiasm, Steve had got behind me and, swiftly and elegantly, buried his throbbing erection into my clutching anus. Then George had got in behind Steve, working his prick into his lover's anus. Soon he was buried to the root and Steve almost fainted with pleasure.

"Oh my God, oh my God that is good," he gasped, "Fucking hell! This is superb! A nice big fat cock buried up my arse whilst I'm in turn fucking nice tight arse. Shit! This is so good."

"Give me a good bum-fucking!" I urged Steve, "Give it to me good and hard and I'm sure my horny brother will dish out the same treatment to your arse!"

"By fuck, I will indeed," I could hear my brother say at that point, and I could sense and hear him begin to thrust his dick back and forth in Steve's anus. Steve, in turn, began to bugger me, and soon the two young men were matching each other's pace. It was fantastic! I only had one cock up my arse but it was like I was being buggered by two men, because my brother's thrusting added force to Steve's thrusting, resulting in a seriously deep and hard arse-fucking. My stretched anus burned with pleasure, I grew giddy with lust and soon I was climaxin powerfully, yelping like a total fucking whore.

Despite his obvious ecstasy at this activity, Steve selflessly retained his sperm and insisted on switching places with George.

"You just have to try this, it's fantastic," he said.

So, the pair had switched places. I remained on all fours, my rectum soon stuffed with my brother's erection. Steve then plugged George's arse with his cock and, sure enough, George felt overwhelmed with the same ecstatic pleasure as Steve had moments before.

"Shit, this is good," my brother stammered, "Fuck...oh God...buggering my sister...whilst being buggered myself...fuck, what a delight!"

As before, the two fuckers matched each other's thrusting pace. Steve passionately arse-fucked my brother whilst my brother arse-fucked me. We all groaned and panted with joy, growing sweaty in our naked train of sordid sodomistical deilghts.

Sperm soon flowed, and in great abundance. Steve shot his load first, firing his cum deep into George's arse. That set my brother off and he rammed his tool deep, deep into my rectal passage as he began spraying out his creamy load.

"Fuck, oh fuck, oh yeah," he grunted, gripping my hips as he filled my guts with cum whilst his arse was, in turn, pumped full of fuck-sauce. "Shit, what an orgasm! Aaaah."

We all remained motionless for a moment, out of breath, our bodies seemingly having melded into one sweaty mass of slick flesh. Finally we peeled away from one another and collapsed in a sweaty heap.

When we had recovered I made us all some lunch and we had a reasonably innocent meal downstairs, albeit we remained naked, enjoying our newfound intimacy. The two guys were obviously delighted at having me in on their sex-lives, and I, in turn, was finding it such a turn on to be the third party in this curious triangle, having a sexual relationship - albeit just a casual, no-strings-attached one - with my own gay brother and his boyfriend!

Our strength having recovered, we had soon gone upstairs for more fun. During lunch it had occured to me that it would be fun to take both Steve and George's cock in my rectum at the same time, and with a lot of Vaseline the mission was accomplished. I went out of my mind with ecstasy as my anal-ring was stretched by two pistoning cocks, and I climaxed hard whilst, at the same time, both dicks exploded cum in my bowels.

All that was four-years ago. Contrary to my intentions not to settle down for a while, I have, at the age of twenty-six, been married for almost a year. My husband is a great guy, a very handsome fellow who is energetic in bed and more than happy to satisfy my lust for anal penetration.

I'm still happy indulging in the occasional session with my brother and Steve too. Every now and then - at least a couple of times a month - I pop round to see my brother and his boyfriend, and the two hunky guys give me a damn good arse-fucking. It would be nice to get my husband to join in, but sadly he is not the sort of guy who would want to indulge in group sessions, especially with other guys, and he isn't in the slightest bit bisexual. But not to worry. My sex-life with my husband is satisfactory, and I'm happy to secretly spice it up with the occasional sodomistical threesome with Steve and George.

It's not like my husband suspects anything when I go round there. After all, Steve and George are gay, and the latter is my brother! You would have to be pretty damned suspicious to imagine I was fucking the pair of them!