Embracing the Dark Side

My little brother has always been afraid of the dark, so when the lights go out while he’s over at my place, I know he’s going to be scared. And fuck if I’ll ever say so, but I like that. I like it because he needs me. Clings to me. Begs me to take care of him. To keep the monsters away in the dark. And I do. I always do. But tonight, something changes. Instead of just looking out for him, I take it further. Instead of sending him back to his college dorm, I keep him here in the darkness, with me... and I take care of him the way I’ve always wanted to but never let myself admit to. Because it’s wrong. We’re brothers. And I’m straight. But tonight, in the dark, I don’t care anymore. Not when he needs me. Not when he begs so prettily to be mine.