The continuation of my journal.
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May 16

This morning it was me who got up first, I went into the bathroom, took my shower, then I heard him entering. I was a bit nervous, but I've made my decision already. I'll do it now or it will never happen.

So I steped out the cabin, he was in front of the sink in his shirt and underwear, he used to wear for the night. 

I tried to look as natural as possible. He took a glance at me in the mirror, then looked away. But a few seconds later he just realized I am not going to back drying myself, but I'm doing it outside. He very slowly turned his head towards me, with the most surprised look on his face, like the mirror was just broken, and showed a wrong image. And when our eyes met, we both burst out laughing histerically. 

So it happened. It was a bit awkward, a bit arousing being nude in front of my brother, but also funny. I also noticed him taking some glances of me while smiling with embarrassement, but otherwise he handled the situation pretty well. He didn't stared too much which also made me more comfortable.

The other thing I noticed that this time he didn't get undressed in front of me, but stepped in the cabin in his clothes and and throw them out above the cabin walls like he did in the first days, which made me wonder... Did he get a boner by looking at his nude sister? 

I'm sure he did. The lil' perv. Secretly I hoped to be able to see him hard, but I just caught myself imaging him fapping under the shower... And I got horny again.  

For the first time I didn't manage to wait until late night. I just put on some clothes for safeety reasons, and I fingered myself to amazing orgasm on my bed while he was still in the bathroom.
Was I turned on by showing off to him. Or was it bacause of the fact that he most likely got hard?

I don't know... but I enjoyed it soooooo much.

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May 17

Last night I also had to finger myselft to a second orgasm just to be able to sleep.
It's so difficult to do it quietly :)

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May 19

It's morning again, Nate left a minute ago and I'm sitting here quickly writing this down. I'm getting wet just by thinking about it.

So the following happened yesterday night.
We got into bed, and not much time passed when I noticed something. The same noise what I heard sometimes. Something rubbed to the sheets. To his sheets. 

He was jerking off again... I know it happened before. I heard it before in the night... but this time it happaned only 5 minutes after I turned off the lights. Did he thought I was already asleep? No, he can't be so naive. I decided to pretend to be asleep and not react to it, as the rythm of the noise slowly increased, but this time quiet gasps joined to it. I definitely heard it. And it was so hot.

My mind already swithced into horny mode, and soon my fingers slipped between my legs. I couldn't see anything but imagined him furiously pumping his boner. I didn't want to masturbate last night... but it was too late then. At that pooint I was already fingering myself, as quietly as possible. 

He wasn't exatly loud, but he made no attempt to be silent, his hand was clearly rubbing into the sheet... well I was pretty sure not just to his sheet. 

Then what I heard just fueled my fantasy even more. He stopped for a second, I heard him moving the blanket and the rubbing nose was replaced with something else. Something different. His pace hasn't changed, but it was replaced with something... wet... and sloppy. Ohhh my god! He actually uncovered himself in the dark, and he was rubbing himself with his precum. I couldn't believe that. I still can't believe.

My brother actually openly jerked off about 2 meters away from me. And I couldn't see it. Suddenly I had the urge to quickly grab the light switch... but that would have been so unfair... and that would ruin everything. Our relationship, our opennes towards each other... and also my orgasm, what was in a pretty good progress. My fingers slipped around my clit and vagina. And I wasn't the only one being close, the sound of his hand suddenly increased a lot, I also heard him moving and stretching on his mattress, while quiet but audible gasps left his mouth. I knew he's almost there, and I could tell the exact moment he came. His body rubbed to the mattress as he was shaking, and the room was filled with with his quiet panting. Then the sound of his hand slowly faded and stopped after he gave himself some final strokes. Then I heard the noise of the blanket when he pulled it back to himself. 

But this time a new noise appeared in the room... and it wasn't him. It was my orgasm. It was amazing, it shook my whole body, and I couldn't help, but I gave out some quiet sighs as well. I'm sure he heard it, but he didn't reacted. 

None of us said anything, but I couldn't get it out of my head. Should we talk about this? Or pretend it never happened? Also this shouldn't be soo hot. I actually fingeredd myself to my brother. Does he also fanasized about me?

So this happened.

After the previous night this morning was quite uneventful. None of us mentioned what happened, but it is a strange feeling that I knew what he did, and he knew I knew it, and he also knew what I did, and I knew he knew I knew...

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May 23

I still thinking about that night.
Did he do it on purpose, or he was simply didn't care anymore after noticing me being awake? Still none of us mentioned it even remotely. After all maybe that's the best what can happen. 

Now our days also contain some open nudity. Both him and me walks around in nothing in the morning while we are in our room or bathroom, and none of us told it to the parents.
I had to admit, By now I got several good look at his body, and especially private his parts when he stepping out of the shower, and I also noticing him looking at my breast or pussy. I think he likes it.

But there is a detail I'm missing when I fantasize about him. Well... Even though we spend some time nude around each other almost every day, I've never saw him hard. Why does he his boners? He literally jerked off in front of my, and he surely knew I was awake. Why does he even care at this point?

And it doesn't seem to be changing.

I know that boys and their dicks are really in the mood sometimes, mostly in the mornings for example, and my brother is not an exception. But for unfortunate me, he always hide those erections from my eyes. Sometimes he spends the whole morning nude around me swinging his flaccid penis back and forth, but other times he still covers himself with holding the towel in front of him, or he just goes away and dresses separatelly. I expect those are the times when he's a bit excited.

Also he always wore those long shirts for sleep, that can easily hangs down to his thighs, covering everything. So I got nothing more, than a few quick flashes of his bulge, and maybe a semi boner one time, after his shower, but he imediatelly covered himself, before it got too conspicuous, so that doesn't really count.

And it's so frustrating. 
And no, I'm not obsessed with my brother's dick.

Okay, maybe a little.

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May 25

Last night we masturbated again in the dark, except this time it was me starting it, and he was the one joining in. I found it so hot, but I still feel bad because of enjoying it. He is my brother. We shouldn't do that. Fuck!

In my imagination I can still hear the quiet gasps and sighs when he came.

And we still don't talk about it, even though we both clearly know what happened... It's like a little guilty pleasure we both do, but we don't mention.

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May 28

It happened.
BONER ALERT... I mean almost.

I was sitting on my bed, when he woke up. He kicked off the blanket from himself, because it was a really hot morning, then he layed on his back, and started watching something on his phone. There was nothing unusual in it, but after a few minutes what caught my attention, that his shirt wasn't a long one this time, and the bottom of it barely reached the line of his briefs. And because of this everithing what was in his underwear, was covered by only a thin layer of quite loose elastic fabric. 

And he was starting to get hard.

I was pretending to just watching my phone screen, but in reality I literally watched as his penis was getting bigger and bigger in his briefs. You know, at first it is just a growing bulge, but soon it needs to find a way to stretch out to its increeased length, and starts pushing out the material. It barely took him a minute to get fully hard, and then from time to time he just flexed it making the tip pushing out the fabric even more. 

Ohh my god, I almost forget to breath. I was wondering that maybe he was just sleepy, and hasn't realized yet that he has an erection, or he tought that the shirt is covering him? 

But no, it became clear there was no accident, and he was well aware what was happening, because he reach down with his hand and pushed his boner down throught the material, then adjusted his penis sideways in his briefs. Then he lifted his arms above his head, and started streching with a loud yawn, then he flexed his erection again.

My heart beated so fast I was afraid to pass out, but I tried my best to look calm. I couldn't keep myselft to don't say anything.
"Looks like little Nate also woke up." I said, then pointed at his bulge.
He laughed and blushed a little, then he replied on his sleepy voice.
"He does it every morning." 

Then he flexed his erection again making it move in his underwear. Ohh my god. He was doing it for... me? To look at it?

And every morning? We are here for more then a month, and he never did anything like this, then now he just almost put it out into the open? I'm totally confused. Is he showing off? But he's doing it so... innocently. 

He sat up on his bed and asked if I need the shower, and stood up after I said he can go.
I thought with a little disappointment, that this is the end of the show.

He was standing in front of me, and he took off his shirt still facing me, then threw it on his bed. I was just staring at him and his single peace of garment, which tryed to hold back a seemingly painfully erect and prety well sized penis. Will he took off his underwear too? No way he will do it here, but I didn't want to miss a single moment. 

On his face I saw some hesitation. He was also considering if he should took it off in front of me, or in the bathroom, but he aslo knew I'll be watching. His thumbs was already under the fabric. It looked like to me he felt embarrassed but also wanted the attention at the same time. He wanted my attention.

Then after a few seconds of hesitation he turned away with his back to me, and pushed down his briefs. I heard his penis making a flopping noise as it broke free. He let the garment fell on the floor, then stepped out of it. Probably my mouth was open from the surprize. He was completely nude, with a throbbing erection... just... he was facing away from me. Then he started to walk towards the bathroom turning so perfectly, that I didn't have a single chance to see something.

Should I've jumped up and go after him? Should I've asked him something? Something what made him to turn back, or what he has to answer to.

But it was too late. The bathroom door opened and closed behind him leaving me alone in the room.

SHIT! He didn't turned back. It was SOOOO CLOSE! Is he just teasing me? 
It's so evil.

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May 29

It’s after midnight, and this will be a long journal entry.
After the previous morning I had a pretty solid plan what I will do at night. I'll crazily finger myself until I pass out. And it looked like I'm not the only one whose fantasy is fueled by our more and more daring actions, because it turned out he also had some masturbation on the 'to do' list. 

I turned off the light, and it didn't took more then a minute when we were both busy pleasuring ourselves. I heard as he uncovered himself in the dark, the wet slippery sounds filled the room. I did the same and also pushed down my panties to the sound of his hand slipping up and down on his member. One of my hand was in my pussy, while the other was pinching my nipples. I started quietly moaning, an he joined in too. 

There was nothing subtle in it anymore. 

I think he was jerking off even louder then he'd normally do. It was so sweet and arousing at the same time hearing him speeding up, stretching his legs, pushing himself into his bed, his moans when he came and little gasps afterward.

I made sure he also know when I reached my orgasm... then we just lied there in the dark... and I have to break the silenece.
"This sounded like a good orgasm"

Then seconds passed, and nothing happened. Did I ruin it in that exact moment? I almost started to worry that it was too much, then he answered.
"Yeah, it was good... And yours?"
"Mine too."

Huhhh, I was relieved both because he answered, and hecause he didn't tried to deny it. Not that it would be anything to deny.
It felt soo good that we actually admitted it to each other what we were doing... but I wondered what now? Just say him goodnight and that's it? But before I could finish thinking about that I heard his voice again.
"Thanks sis."
"What?"
"That you didn't make it awkward the first time this happened."

Sounds like he had the same kind of doubts as me about going to far, and I felt so much better that he is a partner in it.
"I thank you too" I answered.

Then we started chatting, but this time the topics were different. We talked about things we never discussed before. He told me he likes to wach me when we are nude but was afraid that I will make fun of him if he gets a boner. Ohh sweet lil bro if you'd know.

Then we talked about masturbation going into details. Very explicit details. He told me he likes to plesure himself in the shower but he never dared to do it here because of the glass. He also asked if I prefer to put in a finger or just staying around my clit, and during the conversation we got in the mood again, so we agreed for doing a second round.

Then he asked if he can sit next to me.

How could I've said no. I heard him getting up from his bed then made some noises with something. Meanwhile I sat up and made him a little room, and he sat next to me. I hugged him with one hand and I realized something. He didn't wear a shirt. Was he completely nude?

When I asked him he just laughed a little and said yes, so I also took off my shirt. Ohh my god it's still soo hot. 

He put his head on my shoulder, then we started pleasuring ourselves. It was so arousing to feel his body next to mine. The rythm of his hand, his muscles repeatedly tensing and relaxing, his breathing getting deeper and deeper. I let out quiet moans as my fingers slid in and out of my hole. 

I don't know how moch time we were like that. Maybe only a minute or two, but then we turned to face each other and our free hands went to a little exploration.
He put his palm on my thigh then slowly started move upward. I felt him touching my waist, my stomach, then he stopped just belove my right breast. I felt his hesitation, so I told him to move forward. And he did.

It felt so nice when he put his palm on it, then feeling his fingers around my nipple. He quietly moaned when he first touched it.

But my hand was also busy. I rubbed the fur on his chest, touched his hand which was working on his rod, then I give a touch to his balls and felt it moving with the pace of him jerking himself. Then I put my fingers at the base of his hard shaft. I felt his palm moving up and down on it, then... we came.

I was shaking, his hand was grabbing my breast, the base of his penis was throbbing and pulsing. We both moaned and panted, then we just silently stared at each other in the complete darkness for minutes.

We hugged each other when he got up. It felt so nice... also I felt his still qiute hard member was pressing to my thigh.

He is sleeping now. I tried too but couldn't, so turned on the desk lamp and writing this instead, but it's getting late.

Good night.

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