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Archive-name: Family/brother1.mf
Archive-author: 
Archive-title: My Brother


    My brother and I are fraternal twins.  Obviously being different sexes,
and being fraternal rather than identical, we look nothing alike.  He is 6'2",
180 pounds, dark hair and green eyes.  I am 5'7", 118 pounds, blond hair and
hazel eyes.  After our birth mother had herself sterilized, so being the only
children, and of course being twins, we have been very close from the start.
    When we were young mom would bathe us together.  As we got older we would
still take baths together, until we got to big to fit comfortably into the
tub.  This time of nakedness together gave us ample time to learn the
differences in our bodies.  As I started puberty and my body started changing,
I was less and less comfortable being naked with my brother.  This did not
bother him much because he was changing too
    Our back yard sported a giant oak tree that we built a treehouse in when
we were 10.  We didn't finish it until two years later.  Since dad was an
alcoholic, it was our refuge from the screaming illogical world.  I wont
forget the time I went up there to be alone and read.  I climbed up the ladder
and opened up the floor-entry latch.  As I pushed up the door and poked my
head through, I saw my brother with his pants down to his ankles, dad's
"Penthouse in one hand and his penis in the other.  He heard the door open,
screamed at me, dropped the magazine and pulled up his pants all in a few
seconds.  Then he turned red.  I was shocked, and quickly descended the ladder
and ran into the house.
    Later that night I was thinking about it.  I felt bad for my brother,
because I too had masterbated.  I know he was embarrased (he hadn't talked to
me the rest of the day), anybody would have.  It was late so I snuck down to
his room in the basement.  As I approached his door I heard his stereo playing
so I knew he was still awake.  I tapped the door quietly and he replied
hesinstantly.
    "Come in.
    "I think we should talk about what happened today." I said, as I came in
and sat on the bed.  He turned off his stereo and asked
    "Why, are you going to make fun of me.?
    "No, not at all.  I've...I've 'played with myself' before and I just
wanted you to know its normal.
    "You mean girls do that too?" he asked
    "Of course!  You guys don't have a monopoly on that market" I replied
    "How...How can a girl...
    "I'm not going to tell you how I do it!" I said
    "You're lying.  You're just trying to make me feel better" he said.  I
didn't want him to feel bad, so I figured I had better tell him
    "Well, unlike you I don't use a magazine, I just fantasize in my head.
Then I rub my tits, paying special attention to my nipples.  Sometimes I wet
my fingers and pretend someone is kissing them.  Then I start rubbing the
inside of my thighs.  Eventually I start rubbing it on the outside.  As it
gets wet I start sticking my fingers in."  I had to stop because a bulge was
starting to grow in his crotch.  Since he was ready for bed, he ws wearing
only his underwear.  As his dick got harder, it started prying the fabric away
from his thighs, and I could see a little in.  I was intrigued.  My blood
rushed.  I started feeling tingly all over.  Then I reached in and grabbed his
dick
    "Oh my... god your hand feels good."  He wasn't even shocked.  He pulled
his underwear down to his knees and his cock sprang up.  I was suprised to see
how big it was.  Puberty had treated him well.  It was throbbing and a drop of
pearly fluid was on the tip.  I wanted to know what it tasted like.  I licked
the tip of his dick.  It was salty as I expected, but I didn't expect his dick
to jump when I licked it.  Then I took the whole head in, and slid my mouth
down over his shaft.  Suddenly I felt a huge shot of it going down my throat.
I didn't expect him to come so suddenly.  I spit the stuff back out onto his
scrotum.  His dick wasn't getting soft yet.  Then I realized what I had done,
and got up to run.  He grabbed the back of my nightshirt and pulled me back
down to the bed.  I couldn't scream because I didn't want dad to wake up and
find out what had happened.  So I just sat there, scared
    "I'm not going to hurt you" he said.  He lifted up my nightshirt and
pulled down my undies.  He rubbed my pubic hair and then shoved his finger in.
At first it hurt, but as he continued sticking it in and pulling it out, I
started to get wet and it began to feel good.  He went down to lick it, but
kissed my thigh instead.  I imagine he was expecting it to smell like a
breathmint or something
    "Stop, please don't" I asked, but I made no effort to make him quit.  His
dick was still hard, it hadn't softened at all.  He pushed my legs as far
apart as they would go and got on top of me.  Then after some difficulty
finding my tight little hole, he shoved his dick in.  I was so tight that at
first I couldn't take all of him, but soon I could, and he got a fast rhythm
going. I kept expecting him to come quickly like he did when I sucked it, but
he just kept pounding my pussy harder and harder.  Then I started moaning.  I
started to build up to an orgasm, it had never been like this when I played
with myself.  Then it hit me like a ton of bricks, as I shuddered with
delight.  When the orgasm was over I started feeling sick and pushed him of of
me.  I couldn't believe I just fucked my brother.  Then I got up and ran,
leaving my panties and my wet spot in his room.
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