Today was a lounging, do-nothing day. I (22) watched some Netflix in the living room while my brother (24) played games in his room and my older brother (27) had work. The evening came, my brother came home from work and went to talk with my other brother in his room.

My mom called to ask what ingredients we had around the house so she can pick up stuff for dinner. An hour later she called to let me know she'll be home soon and my brothers and I have to dispute who has to help her bring groceries in.

I went to my brothers, "Hey, you two have to pick which one of you have to help mom bring groceries in. She'll be home in 5 minutes." I walked away like I was so clever, not including myself as an option.

"Why doesn't she help?" I hear one say to the other. "I dunno," the other says.

A few minutes pass and the two of them came out of the room and approached me on the couch. "You grab the arms, I'll grab the legs?" "Yup."

My older brother grabbed my ankles and the other my arms. I made it a little difficult though, I stiffened (which is probably easier) and I crossed my arms holding my elbows close to my torso so he didnt have anywhere to hold except a poor grip on my shoulders.

Being the weak noodle I am, I couldn't hold my arms in long enough. He grabbed my upper arms and they carried me toward the stairs to the front door. I half expected they wouldn't bring me outside, but I knew they would go all the way even when I had no jacket or shoes.

I didnt want to be carried awkwardly down the stairs so as we got closer, I struggled. I kicked my legs with little effort because I didnt want to hurt anyone, and since that didnt really work I had an idea. Risky. I lifted my arms straight up so my brothers hands would lose grip an drop me.

I dropped slowly since he was still trying to hold me with my arms up (I was wearing a long sleeve bunched at my elbows) but as I hit the floor I realized my shirt had lifted. My sleeves must have been pulled off my arms, lifting the rest.

It was over. My ankles were released.

I put my now freed hands down over my chest and feel my nipple. Yup. The brother by my feet definitely saw. I noticed he was looking away at the moment, but I was sure he saw when it happened.

Thankfully I am small chested, so I'm not as embarrassed as someone else would be. But it is still awkward to think about.

P.S. Sorry bro....

TLDR: decided not to wear a bra today. my brother saw my nipple.

Edit: I was home for the holidays from college, moving into a new place with my fiance this May. My brothers help support our single mom. Stop assuming people are fuckups 👍🏻

Edit 2: you people need to read lmao. There is nothing wrong with nipples nor should there be difference/discrimination between male and female boobs/nipples. It's obvious my mid-twenties brother has seen nipples before.

Edit 3: It was embarrassing for the second it happened but it's just funny now. Not a big deal people!

Edit 4: EVERYONE IS EMPLOYED... why do people assume so many negative things lmao