28 comments/ 120301 views/ 55 favorites I Dearly Want To Help My Brother By: addieQ NOTE: This story deals with sexuality and is intended for adults. All characters are fictional, and everyone is 18 years old or older. * * * I was alone at home, thinking about my beautiful brother John, and how lately he seems so sad. As his little sister, I was really worried about him. He was home from college for a visit and he's been acting so tense. He just left the house a little while ago to go to our local library and I could tell that something was wrong. My phone rang and somehow I knew it was him calling. Right away I heard that nervous tone to his voice. We spoke for just a little bit and I was concerned about how he sounded. He said, "Oh Sis, you're the only one I can talk to, and I'm a little bit scared." When I heard him say that, I could tell he needed to confide something that was really scary for him; he seemed so shaky as he spoke. I asked, "Is everything okay?" He replied in a really sad voice, "I'm not sure, I've been - well - I've been feeling - I don't know - sort of obsessed lately, and I don't understand what's happening." "What do you mean by obsessed?" "I'm not sure, I feel like I'm stuck thinking about one thing. It just spins in my mind, over and over." I didn't know what he meant, but I could tell he was worried, and I felt such a deep need to comfort him. I asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?" "I'm not sure, I mean, you are my little sister, and I don't know if it would be - well - if it would be okay to tell you." "If you want to talk, it's okay, you shouldn't feel shy sharing anything with me." There was a pause, and I could hear him breathing. Then he said, "I'll be home tonight after I finish up with everything at the library. Let's talk then, it would really help me, okay?" "Good, I want to help." "I'm not sure when I'll be home." "I'll be here, don't worry." "I'm feeling all mixed up, I even forgot my computer, it's still on my desk in my room, I kind of need it with me here at the library, but I guess I'll get along without it." "You forgot it?" "Yeah, it's been really hard to focus lately." We spoke just a little bit longer, and I tried to say a few nice things to try and make him feel better, but he just seemed so lost. I told him that I would do anything to help him, and he thanked me. Just like always, he ended all our phone call by saying, "I love you Sis." And I replied, "I love you too John." I know that a brother and sister saying 'I love you' must sounds funny, but it feels really honest. We hung up and I sat there on my bed feeling worried. There has always been a really powerful connection between us, a closeness that just feels wonderful. It's really important to me to be open and honest with John, I mean - we have a kind of magical attachment to each other that's hard to describe. We seemed to be connected in a funny way. I remember once when we were little kids, Mom got mad at him and she went into his room and she spanked him. I know this sounds crazy, but I could feel a sharp pain on my own bottom and I started crying. I was experiencing his emotions so intensely. I have other stories like that too, but what I'm saying is that I can feel what my brother is feeling in a way that is almost mystical. And over the last few weeks I've been feeling all nervous and obsessed, and I knew something was going on with John even though he was way off at college. When he called last week to tell me he was coming home for a visit, I was so relieved. I was so eager to help him. He's so adorable, and I was really excited to see him again after our time apart with him at college. I'm so glad he came home again during a break, but he's been acting so distant and sad. He has been doing a lot of work on a poetry project, and it's required that he's been spending a lot of time at the local library. I've been so desperate to spend time with him, I just love him SO much, but it's been awkward because he seems so troubled. It felt good that he asked me to talk with me. I care about him so much, and I'll do anything to help him. My brother and I were at the house alone. Mom and Dad were away for a week, and they trusted us to take care of ourselves. Both of us are really good kids, we don't have any desire for a party or staying out late. We are both a little bookish and quiet compared to a lot of the other kids at school. John is just a year older than I am. I'm a senior in high school and I just turned eighteen, but I still feel like I'm still in that awkward teenager phase. Whenever we talk, I can tell my brother really loves me, he's always so kind and he really treats me wonderfully. I sat there on my bed trying to make sense of what John had told me. Maybe all the poetry he's been reading has made him feel all mixed up. I know that must seem silly, but I wanted any kind of clue as to why he's been feeling so upset. During the call, he used the term "obsessed" and he said, "I feel like I'm stuck thinking about one thing over and over," and that really worried me. Maybe it was some poem he was obsessed about? Maybe there was a clue on his computer? I got off my bed and left my room and walked the few steps to his room, it was right next to mine. I felt so sneaky being in his room while he was away at the library. I thought maybe I could find some clue that would help me understand his anxious mood, but everything seemed normal and tidy. I did notice a big bottle of baby oil on his nightstand. This was the same bottle we used together last summer when we were lying in the sun at the lake. I remember how he would rub it on my back, and how wonderful it smelled. Then I looked for his computer. His laptop was on his desk, and I sat in his chair and turned it on. While it was warming up I realized how sneaky this might seem, but all I wanted was to better understand why he's been acting so upset. After just a few seconds, there was a bright clear image on the screen. The image on my brother's computer desktop was from last summer when we spent time at our family cabin on the lake. The picture was of him and me sitting close together on the dock. I forgot about that beautiful moment. We spent the whole day together lying in the sun and swimming, and he took a bunch of pictures with his camera. The photo was really wonderful, both of us were wearing bathing suits and we were all wet and glistening in the afternoon sunshine. The way the image was framed we were both sitting on the dock facing the camera with our feet in the cold water. We both had great big smiles, and we had our arms around each other and our faces were touching in a cute loving way. It was a perfectly sweet photo, and I was so delighted that John had made it his desktop image. My brother is fit and trim, and he looked absolutely beautiful. I was snug against him, wearing that yellow bikini I had since I was in Jr. high school, and it looked a little bit tight, but at the same time, it looked sort of cute. Even though I'm a senior in high school, I'm still really tiny. But at the same time it was funny to realize that my old yellow bikini still fit me pretty well. My brother John always describes me as petite, and that's a really nice way of saying that I'm small. I actually like it when he says that, and I sure looked petite in this photo. The fact is that I'm tiny all over, I'm short, and I have short hair and narrow shoulders. My hips aren't too wide and I have a sort of small butt. As looked at my image in the photo, I was, as always, immediately fixated on my tiny breasts. They are just so small, it's like they aren't there at all. I guess they are sort of cute, and they looked pretty in the yellow bikini top, but I just feel like a little tiny girl sometimes. I have little tiny trainee breasts. Well, anyway, that's what I call them. I guess they stopped growing when I was about twelve years old. It's embarrassing, I mean - I'm eighteen years old now, but my breasts are still in the sixth grade. I mean, it's funny, I can get all fixated my breasts. Yes, I know, this must sound weird, but I just can't help it. I can get obsessive about them. Oh God - looking at that photo, I was suddenly totally ashamed to realize the effect the cold water had on my breasts. I was shocked at how my nipples looked so prominent. It's embarrassing, even though I have almost NO boobs, my nipples can get really big sometimes. It can be SO awkward, I don't understand it. This photo was taken right after my brother and I went swimming in that icy cold lake, and my tight wet yellow bikini top made my nipples look ridiculously prominent. It's funny, I mean, sometimes my nipples are just SO obvious - and even in this sweet smiling photo with me and my beautiful brother sitting side by side, my nipples stand out in a way that's totally embarrassing. And then I looked at the rest of the photo, the way I was sitting on the dock with my feet hanging off into the water, my knees were facing the camera. And I could easily see in between my legs and you could see the defined outline of my - well - my vagina lips. Their outline was SO obvious under the of my old yellow bikini bottoms. The tight fabric was wet from swimming, and it was easy to see. Was I the only person to see this? Oh my God - Had my brother noticed how obvious it was too? It seemed sort of funny that my own brother would pick THIS picture as his desk-top image. I mean, he MUST have noticed the defined outline of my hard nipples and my vagina lips under the wet fabric of my tight yellow bikini. I mean, it's just SO obvious. The reason I snuck into my brother's room was because I wanted to know if he had been looking at poetry. So I clicked on the thing that let me see his web history, because I wanted to know what he had been looking at on-line. I was a little confused when the listing popped up on screen, because it was the same web page address repeated over and over, filling the window from top to bottom. At fist I thought it must me some sort of computer glitch, because it looked like just a repeating list. Part of me was thinking that maybe this was what my brother was hinting at when he said he was worried that he was obsessed about something. I mean, the long list of the same thing over and over looked sort of strange. I thought for a moment, and then I clicked on the link, and a video screen came up. It took a little while for the image to load, and I was almost ready to click away to something else, but I waited. The first thing to appear on the screen was the image of a teenaged girl lying on a bed. She was on her back, with her head on a pillow. My first thought was that she was pretty. She had short hair in sort of little-girl pig-tails, and she was wearing a simple white tank-top style shirt. I couldn't figure it out, the imagery in this movie was nice and peaceful, and it was really high quality compared to the grainy images I've seen on other on-line videos. It was nicely photographed so everything looked crisp and clear on the small computer screen. There wasn't much to see of the room she was in, but it seemed like a normal teenager's bedroom, and it felt like there was only one light next to her on a night stand. At first I thought she might be sleeping, but as the camera moved a little closer, I could see her eyes were open, and she was looking into the camera. It was funny, her hair looked so cute, her short little pig-tails made her look younger than she was. I watched as she stretched both her arms up over her head and let them lay on the bed. This pose made her breasts look smaller, and everything about it seemed really pretty. I wasn't sure what this was, but there was something peaceful and tranquil about the whole thing. The camera moved in towards the girl's face. I feel so silly saying this, because I can't really help it, but I sort of compared the girl and how she looked to the way I look. It felt funny, because she looked a little bit like me. She might be about my age, but I think I might be a little bit younger. The camera just hovered above her face, and she looked up from the pillow, looking right into the camera. It was spooky, because it felt like she was looking right at me. She had light brown hair, and it was straight, a little bit like mine, but mine is a little bit more blond and maybe a little bit shorter. Her eyes were brown and mine are blue. I immediately noticed her lips, they seemed a little bit small, but that's probably just because mine are sort of big. It's funny, I don't know what to think, everyone says my smile is cute, but I feel embarrassed sometimes. But, even though I'm a little self conscious, I've always thought it was so sweet whenever my brother compliments my smile. Then I head a boy's voice off camera. He sounded tender and honest as he whispered, "You are so beautiful." Then there was a boy's hand that came into the frame, I wasn't sure if it was the same person who was holding the camera or not, but the hand gently caressed the girl's hair and her cheek. She smiled meekly as she looked up. It was really pleasant to watch, there was something so sweet about it. And then the pretty girl softly whispered, "This feels nice." The camera was really close to the girl's face and I thought she looked really beautiful. There was something so innocent about her, but at the same time she seemed sort of nervous. She looked kind of shy and that reminded me a LOT of myself. And then the camera panned down to her chest, and I was immediately aware that you could see her nipples through the fabric of her tight white tank-top. The camera lingered there in a way that sort of scared me. Oh my God, was my brother watching dirty videos? I was immediately scared that I had found something on his computer that was deeply personal, something secret that my brother would want to keep hidden. I knew I should stop watching, but I didn't do anything, I let the video keep playing. The close-up of her chest seemed so forbidden, it felt like I was secretly staring at this pretty girl, and I was looking at her nipples through the fabric of her tank-top. I could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra, it was sort of inappropriate, watching her on the video, I mean, her nipples were so distinct. It felt weirdly familiar looking at her chest, because this happens to me. I mean, my nipples can get so big and they will show through my shirts even when I wear a bra. I can't really help it, and it can be really embarrassing. It also reminded me of the picture of my brother and me on his desk-top. This is just exactly how my own nipples looked in my wet yellow bikini top. As I watched, I couldn't help it, I was still obsessively comparing myself to the girl and how she looked, and it felt funny that we were so much the same. I wondered if my brother thought the same thing. I watched in close-up as the boy's hand came into frame and sort of anxiously pulled on the fabric of the girl's shirt. Then I voice of the boy nervously asked, "Can I lift this up a little bit?" The girl softly replied, "well - uhhhm - okay." And then the boy's hands carefully pulled the girls shirt up enough to show her tummy and belly button. And then you could hear the boy nervously ask, "Is it okay, if - if you let me take this all the way off?" Then the girl looked up and nodded timidly. I watched as the hands of the boy slid the tight white t-shirt over her head and up along the girl's arms until it was snug around her elbows. Oh my God - Suddenly you could see the girl's breasts. I was sort of shocked at what I was seeing, but they looked really pretty, but at the same time what I was watching made me feel SO nervous. The boy sort of nervously gasped, "Oh God, can you hold still - like this - for me?" And the girl looked up and nodded obediently. She was lying there looking up with her big eyes, and she stayed perfectly still on the bed. Her head was on the pillow and her arms were wrapped snug in the t-shirt, on her elbows over her head. It was so weird, I mean, you couldn't really see the boy, you could tell he was on the bed with the girl, and you could see his hands sometimes when he reached into the frame, but the camera was so close that everything was all focused on the pretty girl, on her breasts. And the way her arms were over her head, it made her already tiny breasts look even smaller. Then, you could hear the boys voice as he said, "I need to do something. Can you just hold still, please." And the girl nodded. Then, you could sort of see the edge of the boy as he got off the bed. The camera was positioned so you could see the pretty girl, and she stayed still in that enticing pose with her head on the pillow and her hands over her head in the tight white t-shirt, and her bare chest. Her pose was so subtle and so beautiful. There was something submissive and magic about the way she was holding so still. I felt so scared about what I was watching, but the same time, there was something so entrancing about this video, it seemed to have a mysterious power over me. I was being drawn into it in a way that seemed heartwarming and tender. As I watched, you could tell that the boy was standing along side of the bed, but all you could see was his torso, the image was too close to see above his chest, and his legs were hidden behind the bed. The girl was looking up at him. I watched the screen on my brother's computer as the boy took off his t-shirt and then undid the front of his blue jeans. He paused, and in a sort of desperate whisper, he said, "I really need to do this." The cute girl nodded nervously, and then he pulled his pants down. Suddenly, I could see his penis, it was hard and pointed straightforward. Oh my God, this shocked me, and my heart started pounding. I've NEVER seen a boy naked, and I watched in astonishment as the boy climbed back up onto the bed, and he immediately straddled the girl and his hard erection was looming over her small breasts as she looked up at him. The camera moved in close and I couldn't help myself, I paused the video. At this point I was so freaked out I had to stop watching. But I took a scrap of paper off my bother's desk, and wrote down the web address of this video. I wasn't sure why, I scribbled the numbers and letters down in sort of a flurry. Then, I shut off my brother's computer and I franticly tried to arrange everything on his desk as best as I could so he wouldn't know I had been in his room. And then walked out of his room. I stood in the hall outside his door, and I was literally shaking with emotion. Why was I so freaked out? Everything feels so confusing. Then I went to my room, closed the door behind me, locked it and I immediately lay down on my bed. I was lost in a dizzying jumble of thoughts. Last night when my brother got home, when we talked, during a moment of such closeness, my brother confided to me that he was worried. He said he was obsessed about something, and he sounded so ashamed and scared. We had the same talk on the phone tonight. And then I find this video on his computer, and I could tell by his history that he had been watching it over and over and over. This video, of the pretty girl on the bed, was obviously what he was obsessed about, and it made my heart ache to know that he was so ashamed. All I could think about was how much the girl on the bed looked like me. I mean, I was comparing her to me, and how I looked. It wasn't exact, but I couldn't help feeling all haunted about what I had just seen. When I watched as the boy's hands lifted her t-shirt up, I was totally focused on her nipples. I mean, they looked a little like mine. Hers were a sort of soft brown, and they looked really hard. And mine are a little different, they are really pale, almost the color of the rest of my skin. Maybe they are a little more pink. And, I think my nipples would be - I don't know - less hard than that girls, but they are bigger, and more plump or something, like they are full, but not as hard. I Dearly Want To Help My Brother Oh God, why was I getting so lost in these thoughts? It felt like my brother's obsessive emotions were influencing me. Somehow I was affected by what he was feeling. Right then I got my own laptop off my desk, and set it on my own bed. I looked at the piece of paper with the web page address and I typed it into the little dares box on my web server. Within seconds, I was watching the video start up again. I couldn't believe I was doing this again, I knew I should stop, but I couldn't help myself. It was even more emotional for me because I knew my brother had been compulsively watching this same video over and over, literally hundreds of times. I watched the video right from the beginning with a desperate sort of concentration. Again, I was utterly entranced by the mysterious mood of this video; it seemed to have an exhilarating power over me. I was losing myself in a way that seemed beyond my control. The girl looked so pretty and vulnerable, and the boy was so mysterious because you never saw his face. I watched all the same footage again, and it was so captivating, but my heart started beating faster as the boy's hand came into frame and sort of anxiously pulled on the fabric of the girl's shirt. The boy nervously asked, "Can I lift this up a little bit?" The girl softly replied, "well - uhhhm - okay." As the boy took off the girl's t-shirt, he moved so slowly and so cautiously. As soon as I could see her bare breasts, I did something that I couldn't really control, I hit pause and stared at the frozen image. Then I took off my shirt too, and I took off my bra, and right then I felt kind of silly because my boobs are so small that I don't really need to wear it anyway. I was lying on my back, with my shirt off and now I could really compare myself to the girl in the video. I spent a long time comparing myself to the girl in the movie. I could look down at myself, and then to the image on the computer screen. My breasts are just a little bit smaller, and - like I said before - our nipples are different. And right then, looking down at my own chest. I was shocked at just how pointy my own nipples looked. I had always felt sort of embarrassed about my breasts, but right now, they seemed really pretty. Then I hit play and the video showed the pretty girl in that beautiful pose with her head on the pillow and her arms over her head still snug in the tight white t-shirt, so her bare chest seemed flat and smooth. I mimicked that pose myself by putting my arms above my head, and it seemed like my breasts were impossibly smooth and flat, but it made my nipples seem even more pointy and hard. And then came the point in the video where the boy took his pants off, and I could see his erection. Right then, my heart began pounding. I had never ever seen a video like this, and I've never seen a boy with his pants off, even in a movie or photo. Part of me just wanted to turn it off, but - Oh God - I was so mesmerized by what I was seeing, I just couldn't stop, I needed to keep watching. This was right where I shut it off before in my brother's room, and now I was SO scared at what I might see. Part of me wanted to stop the video, but I kept on watching. I was amazed at the close-up of his hard penis and how big it seemed. It was scary and beautiful all at the same time. The next thing I saw was a sort of close-up of the boys hands on the girl's pants, she was wearing a pair of yellow nylon running shorts, and I thought how I had a pair just like those. The camera moved in close, and there was a moist wet stain in her shorts, right between her legs. It looked like she had peed, but she was obviously so excited that she soaked thru the yellow fabric. The boy gently traced the wet stain with his fingertip, and the girl responded by shivering. You could hear the boy whispering, "This is so beautiful..." Then he started to pull the pretty girl's shorts off, and I pulled my blue jeans off too, I did it in a way that seemed almost like I was hypnotized. I kicked them off and they fell to the floor. Right then, all I was wearing was my panties. The girl in the video didn't have on any panties on, and I was shocked to see super tight close-up of her vagina. And I reached over and paused the video. I was instantly focused on the fact that she had shaved herself; she didn't have any pubic hair. I was lying there on my bed with my head on the pillow staring at my computer as I pulled off my panties. Right then, I was totally naked, just like the cute girl in the video. The frozen image on my computer showed a close-up of her vagina, and it looked perfectly silky and smooth. And all I could think of was that she was different than me, and I was doing it again, I was obsessively comparing myself to her. I sat up and looked down at myself, between my own legs. I hardly have any pubic hair, and seeing it felt so confusing. It was light brown, and it seemed pretty, but right then - comparing myself to the girl in the video - it was made me feel so anxious. The pretty girl on my computer screen had sort of narrow hips I do, and maybe longer legs. My hips are just a little bit wider than hers. And her tummy was a little more firm, and my own tummy looks like I still have my baby fat. I looked back and forth at my own crotch and the close-up freeze-frame of girl on the screen, I was focused on her smooth shaved vagina, and myself, between my own legs. Right then, all I could think about was shaving myself. I felt all weirdly obsessed about how smooth the girl looked, and my mind started spinning. I thought about these confusing issues for what might have only been a few seconds, and then I closed my computer, got off my bed and - even though I was completely naked - I walked down the hall to the bathroom. I closed the door, got a new razor out from under the sink and stepped into the shower. After the water got really hot, I used some of my brothers shaving creme and carefully shaved away my pale brown pubic hair. It was funny, I took my time with the razor moving slowly and deliberately. I felt a deep need to make myself as silky smooth as possible. After the shower I stood in front of the steamy mirror and looked at my own image. It looked so funny to see myself without any pubic hair, I mean - it felt like I was 12 years old again. My tiny little breasts added to the feeling of being younger than I really am. My hair was still mostly dry, and I searched the drawer under the sink for two little hair ties. I stood naked in front of the mirror and brushed my hair, and then I put it into short little pigtails. When I looked in the mirror it seemed a little bit silly, they jutted out on each side like it did when I was in Jr. high school. My hair is almost too short to wear it with pig-tails, but I kept the little hair ties in place. Part of me really wanted John to see me like this, I really wish my hair was a little bit longer, to match the girl in the video, but this was the best I could do. Leaving the bathroom felt so sneaky. I knew I was alone in the house, but I still felt nervous about being naked in the hallway, even for just the few seconds as I ran back to my room. I closed my bedroom door behind me, and locked it. Then I climbed back up onto my bed, lay my head back down on the pillow, opened my computer and immediately pushed play on the video. It was that same close up of the girl's shaved vagina, and seeing it again felt so strange, but I was so relieved that mine looked just like hers, all smooth and clean. It made me feel satisfied. Again, I was immediately swept up in the poignant images of the video. I watched my computer screen, and the next thing that happened was the boy took a bottle of baby oil and started pouring it all over the girl's naked body. I recognized the bottle, it was the exact same bottle I had seen in my brother's room on his night stand next to his bed. I had used that same brand of baby oil one time last summer, I was with John at the lake. He had the same kind. It was this sweet smelling apricot oil, I remembered that I really liked the way it smelled. It was so funny, knowing that John had that same bottle on his night-stand in his room. As I watched the video, I could almost smell the clean fruity fragrance. The next thing in the video was almost too much for me to watch. The boy climbed onto the girl's torso, and he started to rub the girls oily nipples with the tip of his erection. Oh my God, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. There was an intense close-up, showing the very tip of his penis rubbing against the girl's hard oily nipple. It just went on and on and on. I wanted to turn my eyes away, but I couldn't, I was totally riveted by what I was seeing. I was shocked at how much emphasis there was on the way the boy was rubbing his oily head of his erection against her hard nipples. It felt like the camera must have been less than an inch away from what was happening. The imagery was scandalizing, but at the same time, I couldn't help but feel that there was something about it that seemed really beautiful, I mean, I was absolutely swept away by what I was seeing, it was just so loving. The girl on the bed was staying almost completely still, and this added to the haunted emotion of what I was feeling. I put my hand down between my legs and I began rubbing my self, I just couldn't help it. The smoothness of my freshly shaved vagina felt absolutely magical. I masturbate pretty often, but it's always at night in the dark when I'm under the covers. But now with the light on and watching this video at the same time made everything seem a lot more arousing for me. And now that I shaved, it felt so smooth that everything felt a thousand times more thrilling. The close-up of the girl's erect nipple was sort of mimicking my own firm clitoris. The tip of his erection was rubbing back and forth, over and over. I started rubbing myself - my plump clitoris - with the exact same rhythm of the image of the video, back and forth, over and over. I truly couldn't help myself, I was literally hypnotized by what I was seeing on the screen of my computer. I watched for along time, the imagery was so beautiful, and the loving sensations were building inside me. I was getting so close to cumming, and at the same time I was so aware that my beautiful brother had been watching this same video over and over. Somehow, knowing John had watched this made it all the more exciting. I thought about the baby oil on his night stand, and I realized he must have use it to masturbate, while watching this pretty girl getting her nipples rubbed by a boy's oily penis. Part of me wanted to run over to his room and grab the bottle and use it, to make my own clitoris even more slippery than it already was. I wanted to but I didn't, I was getting too close to cumming. Then, the little girl finally pulled her arms out of the t-shirt above her had, and she took hold and wrapped both her hands around the boys erection, and pressed it hard against her own breast. Everything was oily and delicious looking. She was looking up at the boy and at the same time she was sort of pumping her hands along his penis. Then, I could hear the boy whimpering, and the girl was pumping her hands faster, and the camera moved in really close, and I watched as the boy started cumming. I was utterly entranced by the stream of thick white liquid pumping out of his erection and soaking the girl's hard nipples and small breasts. Oh my God, watching the video was making me insane with desire and I was suddenly rubbing my wet vagina with a sort of frenzy, I was on the edge of my own orgasm. I was getting SO close, I was imagining cum squirting all over my chest, just like in the movie. I could feel the powerful sensations welling up inside me, I was just about to explode. And then I heard the door downstairs. I heard my brother's voice shouting, "Hey Sis, you home?" Oh shit - Suddenly my heart was pounding from fear. I closed my computer and jumped out of bed. I stood there naked in the middle of my room, I was looking at my naked body in the mirror on the back of my bedroom door. I could see my body heaving from my own deep breaths. Then I heard John in the hall, right outside my door, "Hey Sis, are you in there?" I nervously replied, "Uhh - yeah - I'm - I'm here." My brother said, "Good, I'm home a little earlier than I thought." I stammered, "I'll - uhhhm, I'll be out in a - little bit." John spoke through my door, "If it's okay, I was hoping maybe we could talk, if this is a good time?" He sounded sad and worried. I spoke in a shaky voice, "Uhhm, yes. That - would be nice." He said, "Thanks, I'll be in my room." I nervously turned and stood naked in front of my set of drawers. My heart was pounding, partially because John surprised me but mostly because I was just on the verge of what felt like the most powerful orgasm ever. Before I knew what I was doing I was searching thru my drawer, and I found a white tank-top that I hardly ever wear because it's just a little bit too small. I didn't know why, but I put it on, and I didn't put on a bra. That just felt silly, my breasts are so small I don't need one anyway. Then I dug through another drawer and found a bright yellow pair of nylon running shorts. I pulled them on without putting panties on first, I was feeling all emotionally frantic, and I was in a hurry to talk with John. As I walked out of my room in the hall, I realized just how much I had been affected by that video. I was SO close to cumming when I heard my brother's voice. It kind of freaked me out, and I didn't realize what I had done. I had just fixed my hair and dressed myself exactly like the girl in the video. I paused for a moment just outside his door, and my mid was awash in the image of that boy squirting cum all over the cute girl's nipples. I took a deep breath and tapped on his door. I sounded so skittish as I said, "John? It's me." He answered, "C'mon in Sis." When I walked into my brother's room, he was sitting on his bed and when he looked at me, he immediately smiled and exclaimed, "Oh my God, Sis, your hair looks so cute!" I nervously replied, "Really? I feel like I'm still in elementary school." "Don't worry, you look adorable. I love it!" It felt so wonderful that my brother would act so excited about my hair. But at the same time, I was totally aware that the cute girl in that video he's been watching had her hair in pig-tails almost exactly like mine. I was standing next to his bed, and I could see myself in the mirror in front of me, the mirror he had above his dresser. I was shocked to see that there was a moist wet stain in my shorts, right between my legs. It looked like I had peed a tiny bit, but it was obviously wet from me, I had gotten so excited watching that video that I had soaked thru the thin yellow fabric of my shorts. My heart was still beating fast, and part of me wanted to run out of his room, but I just couldn't, all I could do was just hope he wouldn't notice. My brother looked helpless, and he stared at me. Then he said, "I really mean it, your hair looks totally cute." I was worried the way he was looking at me, but it felt SO nice to hear him compliment me and tell me how cute I looked. I replied, "Thank you, you are always so kind to me." He was sitting on his bed, and I awkwardly climbed up next to him, just like we've done a thousand times over the years. It had always felt normal and peaceful to sit side by side on his bed like this. But right now I was feeling so nervous. And then I saw that big bottle of baby oil of the night stand next to the bed, it was the same bottle from that video. For some reason, it was reassuring for me to see it so close. I felt so shaky, but I told John, "I know you've been feeling upset lately, and I've been worried." He didn't say anything, he just looked at me with a lost expression. I added, "Please John, I'll do anything to help." My brother warily stated talking, "I've been wanting to tell you about - some stuff - that's been going on in my life, and I - I feel like you are the only person in the whole world I can talk to." Earlier in the day my brother nervously told me on the phone that something was wrong. But seeing him so close to me, and knowing how emotional he was just made me feel such a deep need to help him. I asked, "Is everything okay?" He replied in a really sad voice, "Oh I'm not sure, I've been - well - I've been sort of obsessed lately, and I don't understand what's happening." I asked, "What do you mean?" But I knew exactly what he meant, he was obsessively watching that beautiful video over and over. There was a long pause, and after a moment he cautiously spoke, "I feel like I'm living in a sort of dream world." He seemed so shaky as he spoke. I encouraged him, "I want to hear more." "I feel like I'm lost in a place where all I can do is think about - well - about one thing - it's a beautiful dreamlike fantasy." Hearing those words I knew he was talking about that movie. "Is there anything I can do to help?" "I'm not sure, I mean, you are my little sister, and I love you so much - but I don't know if it would be - well - if it would be okay to tell you." I looked into his beautiful eyes, and I told him, "Please, you can tell me anything." In a far away voice, he whispered, "I feel like I'm lost." He didn't say anything more, he just stared at me. He was on his knees next to me, and I was sitting up leaning against the headboard of his bed. Neither of us said anything for a long time. The silence was really mesmerizing, and I just stayed still and let him look at me. His eyes were moving, and he was surveying my entire body. The way he was looking at me made me feel so beautiful. Then I realized that I was moving, and it was almost like I couldn't control what I was doing. I slowly slid down and stretched myself out on the bed until I was lying with my head on the pillow. Then I put both my arms up over my head and let them lay on the bed. I stayed motionless like that while my beautiful brother looked down at me, and his expression was so emotional. Right then I was flooded with an unnerving thought, I realized that I was lying exactly like the cute girl in the beginning of that movie. I was wearing the same clothes, and I had my hair in short little pig-tails, exactly like the girl in the movie. I was afraid to move, it felt so unfair that I would precisely mimic the very video that had been haunting him. Part of me wanted to run away, but I just stayed still. He just stared at me with such an expression of longing. Then he whispered, "I'm so worried. I feel like I'm getting lost in a beautiful fantasy world." I asked him, "What are you thinking, right now?" He spoke slow, in a haunted voice, "Oh God Sis, I'm amazed at how beautiful you look - you just seem too perfect - it's like a dream." I loved hearing him say that. I stayed still as my brother gently caressed my hair and my cheek. I smiled meekly as I looked up at him. And then I whispered, "This feels nice." Oh my God, I realized was my brother staring at my breasts. And then looked down at my own chest, and I was immediately aware that he could clearly see my nipples through the tight fabric of my tank-top. They were really hard and pointy in a way that sort of scared me. I wasn't wearing a bra, and my nipples were SO obvious under the thin fabric of my tight white shirt. I knew I should just get up and run out of his room, but I didn't do anything, I just let him look. Letting my brother stare at my chest seemed so forbidden, it felt like I was hypnotizing him. I Dearly Want To Help My Brother In a tender and honest voice, he told me, "You are so beautiful." I watched as my brother's hand slowly reached towards my tummy, and he sort of anxiously pulled on the fabric of my shirt. It took me a second to realize that he was acting out the beginning scene from that video. And it seemed all the more intense because I was dressed exactly like the pretty girl in that video too. Then he nervously asked, "Can I lift this up a little bit?" I softly replied, "Well - uhhhm - okay." And then my brother carefully pulled my shirt up just enough that he could see belly button. I was amazed at how exciting this seemed. And then he cautiously asked, "Is it okay, if - if you let me take it all the way off?" He was reciting the lines from the video, and I couldn't believe how turned-on it made me feel. I looked up and nodded timidly. He moved so slow and deliberately, and I tried to lie still as he slid the tight white t-shirt up and over my head, but I needed to move a little bit to help him. He pulled the shirt up along my arms until it was snug around my elbows. Right then, my little breasts were uncovered for him to look at. Right then he sort of gasped, "Oh God - Oh God..." He delicately positioned my arms above my head, and he asked, "Please, can you hold still - like this - for me?" And I looked up at my brother and nodded obediently. I was lying there looking up at my brother, and I stayed perfectly still on his bed. My head was on the pillow and my arms were still wrapped snug in the t-shirt, with my elbows over my head. It was so weird, I mean, what we were doing was exactly what I had just watched in that video. Then, my bother whispered, "I need to do something. Can you just hold still, please." And I looked up at him and nodded. Then, he got off the bed. I stayed still in that pose with my head on the pillow and my hands over my head, and I knew my bare chest must have seemed flat and smooth. My brother was standing along side of the bed, I watched as he slowly took off his t-shirt and dropped it on the floor. I was totally focused on his movements, and then I watched as he undid the front of his blue jeans. He paused, and in a sort of desperate whisper, he said, "I really need to do this." I nodded nervously, and then he pulled his pants off. Suddenly, his penis sprang forward. Oh my God, it seemed SO MUCH bigger than what I saw in the video, it was hard and pointing straight towards me. My heart was suddenly pounding. I lay frozen on his bed, staring wide-eyed at his enormous erection. It looked like it was throbbing, and I was absolutely hypnotized. The way he was standing next to the bed, it was sort of looming above me, and everything about it seemed so enormous and forbidden. My brother stayed still, and he just looked down at me with a haunted expression, his eyes focused on my chest. Then he leaned in and put his lips close to my ear, and in an emotional voice, he slowly whispered. "Oh God Sis, I love you. I love you - SO much." He spoke those words with such divine ecstasy, that it made my heart melt. I quietly replied, "I love you too." My brother looked at my shorts, and knew he could see the moist wet stain right between my legs. I watched as he reached forward gently traced the outline of the wet stain with his fingertip, and I responded by shivering. He whispered, "This is so beautiful..." Then my brother started to pull my shorts down. I had to lift my butt a little off the bed and wiggle my legs to help him get them all the way off. It seemed like we had both just moved in slow motion, but now I was naked - just like John - and he was breathing so deeply his whole body kind of trembled. John stammered, "Sis - Oh God..." And - right then - John was seeing me completely naked - and I wanted to stay still, but I was squirming from my desperate attempt to make sense of a flood of emotions - I could feel so much longing, it was almost too much. John looked down at me as I squirmed, with a loving gaze, he looked at my eyes, my small breasts, my nipples - my tummy - and my sopping vagina. Then, John did something that shocked me, he slowly leaned over and put his face in between my legs. I was really surprised, because the boy in the movie didn't do this. But at the same time, the feeling of his nose and mouth pressing against my vagina felt like electricity. He took a deep loud breath inward, and I realized he was smelling me! For some reason, this really turned me on in a way that seemed insane. Then my brother lifted his face and looked at me, I was till lying there with my arms over my head on the bed, and they were snug in my t-shirt. He looked at my flat chest and my hard nipples, and he seemed absolutely swept away with a lost emotional intensity. Then he looked into my eyes and whispered, "Thank you, this is so beautiful." Oh my God, I've never ever felt anything like this, all I wanted was for my beautiful brother to live out what he needed to do. I watched as he climbed up onto the bed, and he immediately straddled my torso, so his hard erection was looming over me, over my tiny breasts. The next thing that happened was he reached over and grabbed that bottle of baby oil of the night stand next to the bed. Without any hesitation he started pouring it all over my naked breasts. It was the same delicious sweet smelling apricot oil from when we were alone at the lake last summer. The next thing that happened was almost too much for me to watch. John started to rub my oily nipples with the tip of his erection. Oh my God, I couldn't believe what I was seeing and feeling. It was happening so close to my face, I was watching the very tip of his huge penis rubbing against my hard oily nipples. It just went on and on and on, I was totally riveted by what I was seeing. I was shocked at how glorious it felt. My eyes were so close to what was happening. I was absolutely swept away, it was just so beautiful. I was trying to stay completely still, and this added to the amazing beauty of what was happening. My brother held his erection in his hand, and pushed it firmly against my erect nipple, rubbing it against the oily pink flesh. He was gliding it back and forth in a desperate rhythm. I watched intently and I was literally hypnotized by what I was seeing just inches from my chin. The beauty and emotional intensity was beyond words. I was astonished at how much I loved what I was feeling. I looked up at my brother's face, and he seemed lost in some magical place, like he was living out a dream. And then John did something that wasn't in the video, he moved himself forward and before I knew what was happening, he was gently caressing my neck and chin with the head of his erection. My elbows were still bound tight in my t-shirt, so I was still lying there in that same pose, with my arms above my head on the bed. I stayed still and let my beautiful brother do what he needed to do. John moved his hips so the oily head of his erection slid along my cheek, and then up to my ear. Then ever so delicately, he moved so he was caressing my eyelashes. I was overwhelmed with emotion, it felt so absolutely loving and tender. He carefully moved it down along my nose, and across my lips. I responded in an involuntary way, I opened my mouth and pressed my tongue against the slippery head of my brother's erection. John flinched and moved away, like I scared him. I immediately said, "Oh God, I'm sorry..." He looked at me with wide eyes and whispered, "No, it's okay - it's just - it's just felt so nice." Then he started moving back away from me, and I thought he was going to get up and leave, and it scared me. Before I knew what was happening, he was on the bed down near my legs. He was looking at my vagina. John moved towards me and because of the way I was on my back, I needed to spread my legs wider, because he was positioning himself between my knees. Part of me wanted desperately to hug my beautiful brother - but instead, I just let him look at me. I desperately WANTED him to look at me. My pose - I felt so BOLD and excited - it allowed John to see me. I gently arched my back and pushed my hips a little bit forward to let him get a better look between my legs. John was staring at my freshly shaved vagina. It felt so good. He was on all fours, and his head was down near my knees. Then, he looked at me and whispered, "Oh Sis, I love you - I love you SO much..." Before I knew what was happening, John was licking the smooth freshly shaven skin around my vagina, I almost screamed from the intensity! Then, I felt his lips gently cupped around my vagina. I was thunderstruck by the sensation. Then I felt his tongue pressing deep and firm against my vagina. I reflexively spread my legs even wider and I arched my pelvis up towards his face. I wanted to watch, but I just stayed flat on my back and felt swallowed up as the sensations began to build, to multiply. Suddenly, I felt him sort of sucking on one little point, on my sensitive clitoris. And his tongue was pressed on it at the same time. John's big hands were cradling my bottom, and he was sort of lifting my groin firmly into his mouth. I could hear the sloppy and soggy sounds of him sucking, and the tempo got faster - and faster - and even faster. And he sucked a little harder. And then I started to groan, I couldn't help it - the feeling of beauty and love was exploding in me. John was holding my bottom, each of my butt cheeks with his hands. I moaned out loud, and it sounded so urgent. Oh God, it was going to happen. I could feel the impending orgasm, I could tell. He sucked and licked even harder. His hands moved further under my ass, and he started squeezing both cheeks, they were wet and slippery. Until his hands slipped under my bottom, I didn't realize how insanely WET I was getting. His fingertips were cradling me, and they were all wet and slippery, from me, from how wet I was - I could feel it. And then his fingers started inching their way inside my butt cheeks, and they felt oily and magical - and then he touched my little bum hole. I instinctively reacted by gasping, "YES!" Then his fingers sort of rubbed against my little wet bum hole, and - Oh my God - it felt sopping and forbidden. I couldn't believe what was happening - I could feel John's tongue against my clitoris and his oily fingers rubbing firmly against my little anus. It was slippery and magical. I couldn't stand it any longer, I finally moved my arms and pulled both elbows out of the tight t-shirt, and I immediately reached down and held my own knees, spreading them wide so it was easier for my brother to lick and rub. Even while I was holding my own knees, I sat up a little, I needed to see. John knew I was watching, and I was shaking with excitement. Then, I watched him, he pushed his tongue DEEP inside my slippery vaginal lips. And he pushed with his tongue and his mouth, and I reacted by arching my hips upward into his face. I couldn't believe the ecstasy I was feeling - I felt myself start to shiver - all over. John started to lick harder than I could have ever imagined. And his fingertips made fast little circles around my slippery bum hole. He was sending me farther than I could have ever imagined. I was gasping short little breaths. The sensitivity of my clitoris had just multiplied, and his tongue felt like electricity. It's hard to describe the feelings, I was flooded with an intense rush. Then, between gasps, I kind of blurted out, "John - I love you - I love you!" And my hips began to hump uncontrollably into my brother's face, and I felt John's slippery finger pressing firmly against my bum-hole. I moaned out, "Yes - YES!" And then I kind of desperately pushed my ass towards him, and I felt his finger enter into my tight anus, it happened fast - and it felt SO wonderful. I squealed, "YES!" I shuddered and gasped, and John licked and sucked with such loving abandonment. I could feel his oily finger as it slid smoothly a little deeper into my ass. I'm not totally sure what I did, but I am so glad we were alone in the house, because I screamed and I know it was loud. I felt like my whole body, my whole soul - everything, just released in some giant explosion. It lasted for what seemed an eternity. He sucked hard as I convulsed in a heavenly climax. I could feel my anus spasm and tighten around his finger. It was spectacular. My naked body shuddered for a long time, the sensations were glorious. It must have been hard for John to keep his mouth pressed against me I was quavering so intensely. And then slowly, I began to melt into the bed, the only sound was the rhythm of my deep breaths. I felt like I might have passed out, I was looking up at John, and his soaking wet face - wet from me, from the most intense orgasm of my life. His face was literally dripping and he looked absolutely like an angel. Then, I could feel John's big heavy penis pressing along the inside of my legs me. Suddenly, I he was rubbing it against my sopping vagina. It felt so good. John stammered, "Oh God Sis, you are SO wet." I realized he was pressing his erection against the lips of my pussy in a way that he was trying to get it all wet, from me. Then he was climbing back on top of me, straddling my torso. He got up a little on his knees, and he was looking at me, and my naked chest. He just looked at me, sort of confused. I was so turned on at that moment, I was just all swallowed up in a profound sense of ecstasy. At that moment, I was simply swallowed up in devotion. All I wanted was for John to feel what I had just felt. I wanted - I desperately NEEDED him to cum too. I was looking up at my beautiful brother, at his bewildering erection, and it looked SO HARD, like it was somehow straining for relief. And now it was wet - from me. Then, it was obvious he was staring at my chest, and I knew about his desires - from that video - that he was excited about tiny breasts. I spoke softly. "Please John..." He slowly moved in and let his hard erection glide across my breasts. Oh God, it made me insane, I absolutely LOVED it, and so did my brother - I was worried he was just gunna erupt from the feeling. "This is beautiful..." I whispered. John was up on his knees, and he was rubbing his hard penis all over my breasts. I wanted to scream with Joy. He began panting, "I love you - I love you..." I was on my back, melting into the bed, and my brother was on top of me, caressing my tiny breasts with his thick warm penis. Somehow, it was making me crazy, my breasts are so small, and I have a sort of tiny body - so John's penis just seemed unimaginably huge as it glided across the milky pale skin of my breasts. Oh God - I wanted - I truly NEEDED - him to cum, just like me. And I thought about the video - and how the cute girl desperately stroked the boy's oily erection in her hands. And I remembered that beautiful moment in the video when the boy came all over her breasts, and how much she reminded me of myself. I was just about to reach up, to try and hold his dick in my hand, like the girl in the movie. But before I could move, my brother cautiously inched his hips forward, towards my face. I watched as his beautiful erection got closer and closer. Then I watched as my brother moved up even further towards my face, and I was looking up at the underside of his beautiful oily penis - it was looming above my mouth. It looked wet and exquisite. Before I knew what was happening, my lips were wrapped around my brother's wet erection. He instantly gasped, "Oh God - Sis!" The feeling was so delicious, I was shocked at how wonderfully smooth the big hard head felt against my wet tongue. It felt slippery and firm in a way that seemed magical. Little by little, I started sucking the head of my beautiful brother's throbbing penis. Everything was happening with such a haunted intensity. The sensations were mind-blowing. I didn't move, I simply held myself still as I sucked. I loved the feeling of my wet tongue wrapped around the head of his rock hard penis. I knew he would cum any second. I looked up and watched my brother as he watched me, as I sucked the head of his dick. I was mesmerized by the image of my beautiful brother getting so lost and excited. It sublimely exhilarating - I was overwhelmed with how delicious it tasted. The way my brother was leaning over me, on his knees, my little breasts were between his legs, and he reached under and rubbed my smooth oily breasts with each hand, and I could feel my hard nipples in his fingertips. And somehow, the feeling of my brother playing with my little breasts made everything SO much more intense. And I sucked harder and faster. And I looked up as he started whimpering. Everything was multiplying, and he squeezed my tiny breast firmly in his oily hands. He whimpered, "Oh God - Oh Fuck - Sis - I love you..." It was so obvious that he was about to cum, he looked down at me with such devotion. He began to repeat, "I love you - I love you - I love you..." I was sucking hard and I was amazed at how emotional it felt, the feeling of his pulsating erection in my mouth just felt so beautiful. Everything was building as my brother shivered with passion, I sucked faster, and louder. The noise was sloppy and wet sounding. He squeezed my breasts really hard and we both shivered from the overpowering sensations. He gasped, "Oh Fuck!" And then - Oh God - I could feel his penis throbbing with a dynamic forcefulness - it was pumping, and I could feel him cumming. My mouth was suddenly filling with something warm and thick - Oh God - it was glorious. Suddenly, the wet purple head of his penis out of my mouth, and he was still shuddering from his orgasm, he was squirting a stream of pale milky cum out onto my chin, he sat up taller on his knees and I could watch it pumping out onto my breasts. I gasped, "Oh God - Oh God!" I was astonished at what I was seeing - I watched as he sort of convulsed as he climaxed, and his penis was moving with each strong spurt - and then my smooth breasts were wet with come - it was pumping out and everything became slippery and warm. And it got all over my chin and neck too. He pressed his big beautiful penis against my breasts, and now it was gliding - back and forth across my nipples in a glossy puddle of thick milky cum. John's eyes were electric and wide. He was utterly transfixed by the site of my chest all wet and warm. I whispered, "John - oh my God - that was - this is - so beautiful..." He said, "Sis, I love you - so much..." "I love you too..." He was smiling, this haunting and beautiful smile. The powerful smell of my brother's cum, and the warm wet puddle on my chest filled his bedroom. I was breathing hard and deep. And it took me a little while to calm down. And then, John leaned in - and carefully kissed me on my mouth, he was delicate and kind, and the feeling of his warm salty lips made my heart soar. His face was wet from my orgasm, and the joy that I felt is hard to describe. My beautiful brother just seemed to melt into me, in a tight and loving embrace.