When I was a 14 year old boy, I looked up to my 18 year old brother like one would a hero. He took me fishing, helped me with my bike and skates, let me tag along sometimes with him and a friend of his. One night his friend stayed over at our house, like he had lots of times. He always slept in my brothers room on the extra bed, that night I had trouble going to sleep, and heard noises from brothers room.
I thought they were playing video games, and slipped down to his room to watch or play with them. The door was almost shut, but the noise didn’t sound like video games, so I quietly stepped up and peeked in. The lights were on, my brother was on his back on the bed with his legs around his friends waist, and his friend was screwing him like a girl. His friend was even kissing him like one, from where I was standing, I could see his friends d*** when he pulled back to shove it forward again. I watched till they finished, then I very quietly slipped back to my room, I never said anything to either of them, or anybody else, but I always wondered how many times they had done that before I saw them, and how many time afterwards. I also felt that I had lost part of my brother.