I was around 10 years old when this happened, we were living in a Middle Eastern country as my Dad was working there, we lived in a beautiful luxury penthouse on the top most floor with half the terrace to ourselves, just one of two in an apartment complex full of other foreigners working in that country, besides me there was my 18 year old brother Arshad who had graduated from High School and gone abroad for further studies, my 16 year old brother Naeem, and my Mum and Dad.
Out of our lot nature had blessed Naeem with exceptional beauty, while the rest of us were average looking and dark skinned, Naeem was totally the opposite, fair with extremely beautiful masculine features, a perfect nose, nice mouth, a million dollar smile, his hair was light brown and matched his eyes, in his white shirt and Navy Blue trouser uniform he looking out of this world, by far the cutest guy at the Pakistani school, I was really proud of having him as my brother, Naeem was also a very loving and helpful person he would go out of his way to help others and being a brilliant student his friends often looked to him for guidence too. Not surprisingly he hooked up with the most sought after girl in school her name was Arshee, and she was 17, from Lahore, pretty, bright, good in studies, popular and from a very wealthy family, she was every guys dream, a perfect match for him.
I did'nt mention that my Mum was a working woman and would be out of the house till early evening, so Naeem and I would be left alone to tend to ourselves when we got home from school as we had no servants, and Indonesian maid would come in for a few hours every day, cook, clean up and leave. It's during these hours that I started discovering more about my brother in his teens, that hidden beneath the innocence and decency was an emerging man full of lust, a few times I had heard his conversations on the phone with Arshee and his friends, and they were quite hot, sex was defintely the main topic on his agenda, Arshee would sometimes come over and bring stuff for me, I liked the girl for that, but I did not like it when she and Naeem would go into his room, lock the door and put on loud music, pretending as if they were listening to it, I knew what they were upto, but being shy and sensitive I never had the courage to confront him or tell mum about it, also Naeem was very loving to me, his kid brother, and he was my Bhaiya (a term used in respect for older brother in Urdu) so I could'nt do that.
Right across our penthouse lived another family, the Sualeh's, they were from Sudan, in Africa, Dr.Sualeh a fit man, in his 40's bald with a mustache and goatee, a well developed chuncky muscular body from years of working out(he had been a wrestler in University in his country) and I could see alot of women drooling when he'd be swimming in the compound pool, Mrs. Sualeh was a house wife, quite out of shape they had five kids, all girls aged 17,15,13,9 and 5, I guess the wealth Mr. Sualeh had accumulated from his practice led him to add another member to his family as quite obviously Mrs. Sualeh was pregnent, she was in her late 30's a bit risky to have kids but they seemed determined, during that period their maid also Sudanese was arrested and deported for having lied and over staying her contarct which had expired, so my brother who heard of their plight decided to help out with the kids studies as he was free during the summer holidays which had just begun.
After a week I began to notice that Naeem had started avoiding Arshee's calls and at times even lied to her, how ever they were quite normal at school and continued to date, I also noticed that he made an extra effort to look good when going to the Sualeh's, he'd wear his best clothes. I suspected he had developed the hots for Nadira the 17 year old who was blossoming into a rather attractive young woman herself, she'd started going to aerobics and lost alot of weight adding to her budding beauty, a year ago my brother used to avoid her and think her to be gawky and weird, making fun of her. Before long my suspicions proved right, Nadira started visting our house, and the same loud music and locked door routine that he had with Arshi became the norm with Nadira as well.
By now I was getting a bit disturbed with this and I had no fondness for these people, they were too loud and boisterous and I started feeling sorry for Arshi as well whom I had really grown fond of, compared to her Nadira seemed crude. Arshee also had not called since a long time, so I asked Naeem about her, he said they were no more friends, I was really saddened by this as Arshee and I had become really close and I started seeing her as a sister, it made me develop a stronger dislike for Nadira whom I blamed for the break up.
A few days later Mrs. Sualeh had her baby, I saw all the Sualeh's going to see her, it was a beautiful day and Naeem, some friends and I decided to go to the pool, Naeem left after a while and soon it started to get too hot to stay out so we all called it a day and headed to our homes, I saw the Sualeh's were back as their shiny Maroon Mercedes was parked in the lot, I wanted to see the baby so I stopped by at their place, their TV was on louder than usual and the door had not been shut properly in all the excitement so I just pushed it open and walked straight to the lounge.
The door was shut, I could here a voice from inside, it was like some one was fucking inside, as shy as I was to look through the key hole at what was happening in that room, I did just that, and there it was, Naeem being fucked passionately by ........ MR. SUALEH!!! I could not believe it, both were completely naked, and he was humping my Bhaiya, the big Black monsterous Cock ripping his white boy hole apart, at my age I never imagined a man could be so big, Naeem was reclining on a small sofa with his knees pushed into her chest and his legs draped over Mr. Sualeh's broad muscular shoulders, he was sweating like a horse his back muscles rippling with each powerful thrust, Naeem was barely being able to hold onto the guys thick wrists to keep him in place as the man pushed his rod deep into his boy hole, they kept staring into each others eye's oblivious of my presence, I didn't know what to do, at first I thought Mr Sualeh was raping him, but Naeem seemed to be enjoying himself too much for that, so I just ran away back to the pool.