Silent Night, Unholy Night: A Taboo Tale of Brothers and Cousins

Eighteen-year-old John is the middle of three brothers who look like triplets but aren’t. John is especially close to Jacob, the oldest, while Jared, the youngest, has a bit more distance and is more focused on his serious girlfriend. The family is devoutly Christian, and the house rules are so religious that not even masturbation is allowed. Of course, that doesn’t stop John from doing it, and it also doesn’t stop his mind from wondering if his brothers do it, too, particularly Jacob.

It's Christmas, and twin cousins, Peter and Paul, are staying for the holiday weekend. The house is quiet because everyone is asleep. However, John can’t sleep and decides to take care of business in the bathroom. He notices that Jacob isn’t in their shared bedroom, and Jared is deep asleep in the top bunk. Jacob didn’t even say his special goodnight phrase like he does every single night, something that’s reserved for John. Where could Jacob be?

As John quietly steps out of the room, a series of unfamiliar sounds come out of the guestroom where Peter and Paul sleep. Could Jacob be in there? But they aren’t just any sounds; they’re the sounds of fornication, strong enough to lure John into listening as a private audience with a curious hand. These taboo sounds confirm that rules are meant to be broken, and John quickly learns that a silent night can unexpectedly turn into an unholy night.

Silent Night, Unholy Night is a 5,700-word short story.

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Excerpt

As I quietly got up, I noticed Jacob wasn’t there from what I could make out through the moonlit window. Hmm, that was strange. It was silent at home, save for a mild cacophony of crickets and the others snoring, so that explained why I couldn’t hear him snoring. Since everyone else was asleep, I wondered where he could be. Maybe he’d gone out with our twin cousins, Peter and Paul, who were staying here for the holiday weekend. The four of us were around the same age, so we’d always been close and shared similar interests. What I felt for Jacob, I felt similar for both cousins.

I tiptoed across the room to make as little noise as possible. I carefully opened the door and stepped into the dark hallway, the carpeted floor making it easier to remain silent. Mom and Dad were deep asleep by the faint sounds of their snoring. Their room was to my left where the bathroom was, so it was safer for me to masturbate at this time because of no interruptions.

As I was about to go to the bathroom, breathy sounds coming from the guestroom down to my right captured my attention. I lowered my eyebrows because it sounded like the bed was squeaking. I tiptoed toward the door and leaned closer with my ear facing it. My eyes bulged in shock because it sounded like a series of hard breaths. But they weren’t the kind people made when exercising. They were the kind that sounded…sexual?

A few gentle moans made my penis twitch, followed by a shush. The sound of friction came next, and I got even harder. Who was in there with Peter and Paul? Was it Jacob? There was no girl in the house besides Joanna, and the noises sounded masculine.

Ungh, don’t stop,” one of them whispered in a deep tone.

“Yeah, take it in both ends,” whispered another one in a deeper voice.

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