【My Brother】(Oh...Brother) Author: bottlee

My Brother

Author: bottlee
Word Count: 46748 words
Published: 2003/09/19 on: Erotic Coastline
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(I)

I don't know if all men like to use the method of becoming siblings to reject girls. That's how it was for me. In my senior
year of high school, I suddenly gained a brother.

He was a senior at a famous university. I admired him very much. He made me realize for the first time
how profound and unforgettable the feeling of loving someone is. But he told me that in his heart I had always just been his sister.
And , we became so-called siblings. Perhaps this was the shortest distance that could be reached between us.

However, what I couldn't understand was how a man could like to have sex with his own sister. It happened one night not long after the start of
my senior year of high school. I was in evening self-study when my brother suddenly called to tell me that he and his girlfriend
had broken up and he was very unhappy. In order to comfort my brother, I secretly slipped out of the classroom.

We talked for a while. He said that he and his girlfriend had been ignoring each other for more than three weeks, and today they
finally broke up. He seemed to have had some alcohol and looked very sad. I didn't know how to comfort him. As he
spoke , he suddenly pulled me into his arms and buried his head against my chest.

I was so excited. It was the first time he had ever held me like that. I felt so warm and comfortable; his
face was pressed tightly against my breast. This was the first time a man had been so close to my sensitive areas, and
it was my first love. I was so nervous. I didn't know what to do and just sat there dumbly
on the grass.

We were in a thicket of bushes, without any lights. From the outside, no one would know there was someone on the grass.
After holding me for a while, he suddenly slipped his hand inside my school uniform from my waist and began to caress my body. At first,
he just kept touching my lower abdomen, circling around my navel. Then it seemed to gradually move up to my
breasts , occasionally touching my bra.

I was terrified. Although I liked him, I was still a girl. How could he be so
brazen , touching me wherever he wanted? I tried to pull his hands away, but he was so strong. Even with both my hands
combined I couldn't stop his right hand from moving on my body. Instead, in a moment of carelessness, his left hand slipped in from
behind and unhooked my bra. The bra, which had been tight, came loose, and my brother's hand quickly reached for
my chest, grabbing my breasts.

I never expected things to turn out this way. My brother sandwiched my body between his legs,
pressing , his right hand alternately kneading my nipples. All my struggles were futile. I
couldn't scream for him; after all, he was the person I loved most.

"Brother, don't do this... please..." I pleaded softly.

But my brother ignored me completely, kissing my face and neck while panting, saying, "My dear sister,
you have such a great figure." So many times, I could only be close to my brother in my dreams, and now he
was holding me in his arms, I could even feel his engorged member. But I
couldn't accept it all, not at this time, not in this way.

"Brother, please..." My nose stung, and tears streamed down my face.

My tears seemed to have some effect; my brother froze, but didn't let go. He whispered in my ear
, "I'm sorry, sister, I was too rough, but do you know how much I need you?" His voice was so
gentle, it softened my heart. He continued, "I'm in so much pain, nobody cares about me, nobody loves
me..."

"Brother, don't say that," I interrupted, my heart breaking, "You still have
me, brother."

"You're so good, sister, please don't reject me, okay?" my brother said.

"But...brother, if you need it, I'll give it to you, but not tonight, okay?" I was telling
the truth. That night, I was completely unprepared. I was still a little girl, not even 17 years old.

My brother said again, "Little sister, I'm not afraid to tell you, but to satisfy my girlfriend, I've been taking sex
drugs. If I don't get an outlet for my desires, these drugs are harmful to my body. I haven't been with
a woman . Are you really going to just leave me to die?" I never expected my brother to say these things to me, and I was so
ashamed that I didn't know what to say. Seeing that I didn't speak, my brother's actions on me became frenzied again.

My heart was pounding, and I was completely at a loss. My brother held me in his arms, caressing and
kissing me . My hesitation led me to make a big mistake. My weak resistance was futile. My excited brother tore off my
shirt and bra, pressed me, naked from the waist up, onto the grass, and repeatedly gnawed on my breasts. His
beard prickled the tender flesh of my breasts, which hurt a little, especially my nipples.

My brother was impatient. While licking my nipples, he reached his right hand to my inner thigh,
rubbing my labia minora with one finger, and soon separated my two closed, tender lips.

"Ugh…brother…no…" I tried one last time to remove his hand, but it was too late
. He yanked, pulling my underwear and shorts down to below my knees. Ah, I was completely naked.
I was both ashamed and scared; it was outside, after all. What if someone came?

My brother didn't care about any of that. He pulled off my pants and threw them far away, then started taking off his
own . I knew he was going to take me tonight. Actually, I wasn't entirely resistant at the time. I loved him so much, and I
hoped that through this, I wouldn't be his sister anymore. I hoped he would take responsibility, but later I realized I was wrong
.

My brother looked very excited; his penis was erect, thick and long, especially the huge
head. At that time, I didn't understand what sex was; I only knew that it would make my brother happy. I dared not look at
my brother , only gazing up at the stars. That night, the sky was exceptionally clear; I can still clearly recall
the Big Dipper in the sky—it was so beautiful. Under that beautiful starry sky, I gave my virginity to the one I loved.

I don't know how my brother entered my body; I only felt intense pain, a piercing pain that
shot through my vagina when his steel-like penis pierced through me. I didn't scream, not even a groan.
I was afraid of being heard, and I didn't want to disappoint my brother; I didn't cry either, for I had given my first time to my love.
At that moment, I had no regrets.

My lower body was stuffed with something huge; I knew it was my brother's genitals. Having taken sex
education classes, I knew a little about it.

He repeatedly thrust his penis in and out of my vagina, squeezing it open and closed. It felt a little strange
, but overall not too bad, just a little itchy. Every few thrusts, he would stop and kiss my
nipples , neck, and cheeks. His hands grasped my breasts, kneading my nearly fully developed breasts into various
shapes.

That night, my brother couldn't hold on for more than a few minutes, but he
looked very satisfied. Before he reached his climax, he stopped, leaned down and hugged me, his tongue entering my mouth.
And so, on my first night, my brother also received my first kiss.

I kissed him passionately, pouring out all the emotions of a young girl, as if the whole world had shrunk to just my brother and me
. Our lips met, our tongues intertwined tightly. My brother's beard was a little prickly, but for me,
it was something I had always dreamed of.

Finally, my brother began his final assault. He held my buttocks, his enormous penis
thrusting rapidly inside my vagina. After dozens of high-frequency impacts, his shaft reached the deepest part of my body, thick
semen shooting into my uterus like a tidal wave. I could feel his warm love fluid, surging towards
the very end of my vagina more than ten times in a row. His penis seemed to be filled with power, each strong throbbing releasing
all the fluids he produced into my uterus.

Long after he ejaculated, he still held me tightly, kissing me, thrusting into me, unwilling to let go. At that
moment, I felt like the happiest person in the world. The satisfied yet reluctant expression on my brother's face is something I will never
forget.

Finally, my brother exhausted himself, collapsing onto me, panting heavily. The grass on the ground was hard, and
my brother was quite heavy; my back ached as if pricked by needles. But I endured the pain without moving, savoring
that moment of skin-to-skin intimacy with my brother, that unobstructed feeling, that complete fusion of us as one.

How I longed for my brother to say "I love you" to me! I had imagined
him saying it in different situations, but I never imagined I would hear it after making love with him
. How sweet that would be! However, I didn't hear the sweet words I had been waiting for. My brother's breathing gradually calmed down
. He kissed me deeply one last time before carefully withdrawing his now limp penis from my
body. Only then did I realize I had lost a lot of blood. My inner thighs were limp, and the grass beneath me was stained red
.

My brother had ejaculated a lot of semen into my body. As soon as I sat up, a large pool of thick, white fluid flowed out
. Luckily, I always kept a couple of sanitary pads with me, which allowed me to put my pants back on, but my genitals
still ached slightly. My brother didn't say anything more to me. He just silently helped me straighten my clothes, helped me up, and said,
"Go home early." As if nothing had happened.

That night, I was completely out of my mind, returning to the classroom in a daze, not even remembering what I reviewed.
It's hard to imagine that a boy could have so much semen; even after I finished studying and got home, my vagina was still leaking
sticky fluid. But I didn't shower that night; I couldn't bear to wash away my brother's essence.

The next day, I couldn't concentrate in class at all; my brother's image kept floating in my mind. That night
, I couldn't resist sneaking out of school to find him again. I still held onto hope that I wouldn't just be his sister anymore, that I could be his
girlfriend. I went to his rented apartment. My brother wasn't a very active person; he always liked
to play computer games in his room.

I missed him so much. As soon as he opened the door, I threw myself into his arms. He gently
stroked my long hair, kissing my cheeks, ears, and lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, standing on
tiptoe to suck on his lips. My crazy actions seemed to surprise my brother a little, but he didn't resist.

After a while, my brother picked me up, put me on his bed, and started undressing me. I didn't
resist . Like an obedient child, I obediently took off my clothes. I loved watching my brother's
expression when we made love—that satisfied yet possessive look in his eyes, that look of wanting to devour me whole.

Because we were indoors, I felt much more relaxed that day. My brother and I
rolled around naked on the bed, and it didn't hurt when he entered me; it felt wonderful. My genitals were very
wet, and I experienced multiple orgasms. Perhaps because we had done it the night before, my brother was particularly vigorous. We made love for
over an hour, but his semen volume didn't decrease at all; the thick, milky fluid poured
into my uterus again.

That night we played wildly. After our first time, my brother pulled me into the bathroom for a bath together.
He wanted me to spread my legs so he could watch his semen flow back out of my vagina, and he even wanted me to urinate in front of him.

I didn't know why my brother had such an embarrassing fetish, but I truly loved him and always gave in to his
requests . We took a long bath together, our skin practically peeling off. Then my brother and I made
love again before rushing home.

I never became his girlfriend. My brother bought me emergency contraception, and I remained his
little sister. Soon I heard he got back together with his girlfriend, and I was heartbroken. I didn't see him for a month. But
our sexual relationship didn't end; what could I do when I loved him so much?

Later, I started taking emergency contraception regularly. My brother would contact me every now and then to "play."
I did almost everything I could for him. I swallowed his semen, let him use an endoscope to look at my vagina,
and even took sex drugs to increase my libido. My brother always ejaculated inside me during sex.

This relationship continued until I went to university. By then, he had graduated and started working. Later, I
secretly read his diary and learned that my brother had been taking testosterone, and his girlfriend had always
refused to have sex with him. Therefore, he had only been able to release his sexual
desires by having sex with his sister—me.

What hurt me even more was that my brother wrote in his diary that every time he ejaculated inside his sister,
he would silently chant his girlfriend's name in his head. I can't believe I've unknowingly been a
sex slave for three years, even giving up my precious virginity.

Recently, I saw a report online saying that only a portion of a man's sperm flows out after it enters a woman's uterus.
The rest will be absorbed by the woman's uterus, and the DNA of both partners will merge together. If a woman has sex with a man
for a long time , a large amount of that man's DNA will accumulate in her uterus, which will cause
the child born to this girl to look very much like that man.

My brother has been taking testosterone for a long time, so the activity and quantity of his sperm must be quite high. Maybe it has already "polluted"

my uterus, but I love him too much and can't live without him. We still maintain this brother-sister
relationship . I hope he can change his mind, but will that day ever come?

(II)

Before I knew it, I was already a sophomore. Watching my good friends fall in love one by one, I also started to
waver . After all, everyone has a first love. Although first love is hard to forget, grasping the happiness that can be seen is the most
important thing. I also have no shortage of suitors, so I decided to forget the past and find my own
happiness . So I stopped contacting my brother and refused to answer his calls. I thought that avoiding him might be the best
way to forget him.

One weekend night, I was lying in my room reading a book. I counted the days. It had been four
weeks . It had been almost a month. I couldn't help but laugh at myself. Didn't I say I didn't want him? Why am

I thinking
about him again? Actually, my brother is a good person, but he also has the right to choose his love. Am I being too possessive, trying to tie him down? It's been so long since we last saw each other. Does my brother miss me? My mind is a mess, and I can't sleep.
Suddenly, I crave his presence, his caresses, his body… After all, it's been two years.
We 've been husband and wife for two years. I enjoy every moment we're together, and I love it. But what I want
is a future, something my brother can't give me. That's why I've decided to leave him.

Lost in thought, my phone rang. Ah, it was a text from my brother. I turned it on and read: "I'm
downstairs at your place. I'm coming up now."

Oh my god, could it really be him? I looked out the window, and sure enough, it was him. A familiar figure
walked into the stairwell. He's so bold, coming to my house! If my parents find out about our
relationship, it'll be terrible!

I quickly left my room. Luckily, it wasn't late, and my parents were asleep. I tiptoed out of
the living room , opening the door with utmost care. A moment later, I saw my brother coming up the stairs.
He saw me too, and called out happily, "Little sister..."

"Shh..." I gestured for him to be quiet, pulled him inside, closed the door again, and quickly led him to
my room, locking the door behind me.

As soon as I bolted the door, my brother hugged me from behind and kissed my neck. He's always so eager.
Before I could say anything, his lips were already pressed against mine, sealing my kiss.

My brother must have drunk quite a bit tonight; he reeked of alcohol, his face was flushed, and his body was burning hot, like a little
furnace. My brother picked me up and placed me on the bed, his hands exploring my upper body as he undressed me
. I don't usually wear a bra to bed; it's more comfortable this way. My loose nightgown was easily removed by
my brother , who then pulled down my pajama bottoms, took off his own clothes, and climbed into my bed.

My brother seemed to have really drunk a lot; he looked a bit scary, with bulging veins on his face and even his eyes were bloodshot.

After graduating, he got a sales job, which often required him to drink with clients. He always became
extremely , and he would ejaculate a lot of semen each time. Therefore, when there were important projects, I practically
lived in his rented apartment, serving him like a wife.

My brother was on top of me, greedily licking my face and neck, rubbing his body against me incessantly.
He loved this; he always praised my smooth skin, saying he couldn't get enough of it. His magnificent chest
rubbed against my breasts, squeezing them into various shapes. My nipples felt itchy
and numb from his rubbing, a very pleasurable sensation.

His mouth moved downwards, his hard pubic hair brushing against my breasts, waist, and lower abdomen, stinging
me a little, but not at all unpleasant. My brother kissed my vaginal opening very lightly, then
cupped my buttocks and carefully examined my genitals. I felt a little embarrassed, so I covered
my genitals with my hands to prevent him from seeing.

My brother removed my hands and said, "I've already penetrated you and touched you, what are you being shy about?"

"Um...you always want to look at my private parts..." I blushed with embarrassment. Actually, I was willing to hear my brother
talk about my private parts because I couldn't see what they looked like, but I was also a very shy girl, and
exposing my private parts to others always made me feel very awkward.

My brother knew this, and he said to me, "Little sister, your hole is so beautiful, it's okay to look at it a few more times
."

I said, "My private parts aren't for you to see, they're for your little brother."

My brother laughed and replied, "Okay, then little brother won't be polite."

My brother's penis was erect and hard as a rock, the veins on it were bulging, and a little clear fluid was secreted from the glans
. It seemed he was really aroused today.

Over the past two years, my brother's penis has grown thicker and longer, a result of his long-term consumption of various tonics. But he says
I also deserve credit, because I give him frequent opportunities to exercise, so he says not only has his penis become larger, but
his ejaculation force has also improved significantly.

My brother knelt in front of me, I spread my legs, and he thrust his penis into my vagina. My
brother and I are now very well-coordinated. He's very gentle with me, always careful when entering me
, though he often becomes quite rough towards the end. His penis slowly entered my body,
filling me completely. This was a long-lost feeling of fullness, and I couldn't help but moan with pleasure. I
felt so foolish, avoiding my brother for a month only to realize how much we both needed each other.

My brother moved his lower body, beginning to rub his penis against my vagina. He was particularly excited today,
thrusting very quickly and with excellent rhythm, sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, making me feel incredibly good.

"Little sister, you're in great shape today, getting excited so quickly." My brother said as he thrust into me. "Did you
miss your brother?"

"Mmm...uh..." I moaned in response.

"If you miss your brother, just tell him. I love you." My brother leaned down, pinning me beneath him
, and kissed my cheek. This was our favorite position; it allowed my brother to have more contact with my body.
It saves me the energy to support my body. I, on the other hand, enjoy the
feeling of being conquered by my brother's strong body.

"Brother, do you miss me?" I wrapped my limbs around my brother's body, making him press even closer to me.

"Yes, I miss you so much."

"What do you miss about me?"

"Everything, I miss my snow-white skin, my pert buttocks, my soft breasts, my slender waist,
and my most comfortable little hole." "

Mmm, brother, you're so naughty." I bit his shoulder.

"It's true, brother really misses his lovely little sister so much. My dear little sister, it's been more than
two years ," my brother said, stroking my breasts. "Back then, your breasts were just starting to develop, only
the size of little cherries. Now, brother can't even hold them with one hand."

"You're old now, aren't you?"

"How could I? You're only 18 this year, the most beautiful age for a girl."

"You're not a girl anymore." I sighed.

"My sister is a young woman now, she's grown from a little girl into a beautiful young woman. I still remember
the first time we did it, your pubic area had so little hair."

"You big bad guy, you seduced a minor!" I said coquettishly.

"Yes, I seduced a minor, you better call someone to arrest me!"

"If you agree to marry me, I'll forgive you." I said half-jokingly.

"Ah, marrying your own sister, that feeling must be so exciting." My brother said noncommittally. I
knew my brother was just flattering me, but even so, I felt a little better.

My brother must have taken some kind of aphrodisiac today, he was unusually vigorous, his rapid thrusting never stopped, my
vagina was full of fluid, the skin below my abdomen was burning hot, and I started to moan uncontrollably. My
labia minora became very sensitive with the progress of intercourse, tingling and numb. My brother would occasionally thrust in particularly
hard , squeezing the outside of my vagina, making it feel especially good.

I was gradually brought to the peak of my emotions by my brother. Fluid continuously secreted from the upper walls of my vagina,
overflowing inside, and the point where my brother and I were joined made a splashing sound.

My body involuntarily curled upwards due to spasms. My brother, with his long experience, knew exactly what my body
was doing . He knew I had orgasmed and increased the frequency of his thrusts. My brother's onslaught caused me to climax,
and a lot of fluid suddenly gushed out of my vagina, crawling all over my buttocks and even wetting the sheets.

My brother rubbed my wet buttocks with satisfaction and said, "Little sister, does my little brother feel good?"

"Mmm...uh...good..."

"Isn't brother amazing?"

"Brother...so strong...ah, brother...faster...cum...mmm..."

"Brother won't cum." My brother's thrusting speed did not slow down at all. The continuous onslaught caused me
to climax again quickly. The fluid in my vagina, like my brother's strength, secreted endlessly, and large drops
of water slowly rolled from the vaginal opening onto the bed. My entire body seemed to have become an erogenous zone,
and I felt intense pleasure all over.

"Little sister, I heard you have a boyfriend?"

"Uh... um... uh... yes..." My voice became sweet and delicate, and I
couldn't control .

"Do you like him a lot?"

"No... no..."

"Brother doesn't object to you being with boys, but if you want to be intimate, you must take
precautions , okay?"

"No... I won't... uh... brother... I'll only be with brother... one... " I
said breathlessly, "My little sister's... hole... is only for brother... one person to enter, my little sister's... body... is
the cleanest... brother can use it without worry, my little sister... only loves... brother."

"Little sister, you're so good, phew..." Brother also started to pant, and the continuous exercise made him look
a little tired.

"Little sister, your flesh smells so good, brother likes it so much."

"Brother... hurry up... shoot... uh... uh... uh... uh..." My third orgasm was
coming.

"Brother has prepared a lot of delicious food for little sister to enjoy."

I knew he was talking about semen, it was a code word that only we could understand. I reached under my body and
held his scrotum; it was indeed quite heavy. "Scrotum...so heavy...brother has stored...so much food."

"Hmm, brother hasn't seen sister in so long. Last week brother even had a wet dream. It's been so long since I had one
."

"Brother...I'm sorry...it's all my fault. I promise...I'll never...
leave brother without a word again."

"Good sister, brother doesn't blame you. You'll always be brother's good sister."

After saying that, brother's thrusting speed suddenly increased dramatically. I knew brother was about to ejaculate; he
was always most vigorous before he climaxed. Brother seemed to be inserting his penis into my uterus, each thrust slamming his shaft
deep , making my vulva throb painfully. I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated again. Brother pulled my lower body up,
making me watch as a shiny, large penis was thrusting in and out of me. I had so much discharge that it
splattered out of my vagina, soaking a large patch of brother's pubic hair.

My brother finally reached his limit of desire. He pinned me down again, kissing me passionately. His
tongue and penis were deeply inside me, his long shaft releasing its masculine energy,
a powerful surge of warmth coursing through my body. The intense pleasure sent shivers down my spine, almost making me faint
.

His thighs were taut; I knew he was giving it his all to ejaculate. Even when I could no longer feel
any fluid entering my body, his penis was still throbbing. I touched his
scrotum and laughed, "Brother's love food's all used up."

He said smugly, "There's plenty more. I'll feed you more when I've regained my strength."

His face wasn't as red anymore; the alcohol seemed to have worn off. I checked the time—good heavens, we'd been at it for
over two hours! My brother was exhausted too, collapsing limply onto me to rest. After a while, his
penis was completely limp, and he reluctantly pulled away.

He found a pillow and placed it under my buttocks—a strange habit of his, saying it was to let his semen...
He said his semen was good for women, and that it would "soothe" my uterus. I've been taking birth control pills for a long time,
so I wasn't worried about getting pregnant and let my brother do it. I often laughed at him, saying he had
some twisted theory he'd read somewhere, because semen isn't absorbed in the uterus at all, and it always leaked out after we finished.
But my brother still liked doing it to me like that.

That night we were crazy, we didn't sleep all night, and we did it three times in a row, until dawn.
My brother must have taken some kind of drug, because he was not only exceptionally vigorous, but he also ejaculated a lot of semen each time.

After my parents went to work, when we went to the bathroom to wash up, my brother pushed me down on the bathroom
floor and did it with me again. The fourth time, it lasted for more than an hour. When we showered together, I noticed
that my vagina was bleeding. Although it wasn't much, it scared me, and my brother stopped making sexual
advances .

From then on, my brother often came to my house to have sex with me. He said he liked my bed very much; it was clean and
smelled good, much better than his doghouse.

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