I had fantasized many times in the past about being taken. I had always thought there was something wrong with me considering I had spent part of my childhood being raped, but for whatever reason the thought had always done it for me I had even masturbated to it. Now here was my brother with his hand wrapped around my face and fucking me so hard that I was squealing into it.

I could tell Mark was into it as well and not just by the look on his face as even though he had only been fucking me for a couple of minutes I could sense that he was...