Did a lot of gay shit with my brother when we were teens, plus a few times since then.

Started as mutual experimentation as we were both hitting puberty, and just gradually escalated from there. He's a lot "gayer" than me so it didn't take long for our roles to shift until he was always the one taking dick.

I felt guilty about doing gay stuff. And even more guilty for taking advantage of my younger brother and basically treating him like a fleshlight. But I was also a horny, hormonal teenager with no other outlets for sex. And despite how selfish I was, he was just as horny for it as I was, maybe even more so. So yeah, we went at it more or less daily up until I left for college. It's a fucking miracle our parents never caught on.

For a while, I still hooked up with him when I was between girlfriends... it was a good way to work out my sexual frustration when I was going through a breakup. But a few years ago, he got a serious boyfriend who he's been exclusive with, so nothing more has happened between us since then.