The following fictional story is being reposted by Mr Double. If you are the author of this story and would like to receive proper recognition (an Author's Page at my website at: http://pw1.netcom.com/~mrdouble/main/stories.html), please contact me at mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. Archive-name: Family/brother1.mf Archive-author: Archive-title: My Brother My brother and I are fraternal twins. Obviously being different sexes, and being fraternal rather than identical, we look nothing alike. He is 6'2", 180 pounds, dark hair and green eyes. I am 5'7", 118 pounds, blond hair and hazel eyes. After our birth mother had herself sterilized, so being the only children, and of course being twins, we have been very close from the start. When we were young mom would bathe us together. As we got older we would still take baths together, until we got to big to fit comfortably into the tub. This time of nakedness together gave us ample time to learn the differences in our bodies. As I started puberty and my body started changing, I was less and less comfortable being naked with my brother. This did not bother him much because he was changing too Our back yard sported a giant oak tree that we built a treehouse in when we were 10. We didn't finish it until two years later. Since dad was an alcoholic, it was our refuge from the screaming illogical world. I wont forget the time I went up there to be alone and read. I climbed up the ladder and opened up the floor-entry latch. As I pushed up the door and poked my head through, I saw my brother with his pants down to his ankles, dad's "Penthouse in one hand and his penis in the other. He heard the door open, screamed at me, dropped the magazine and pulled up his pants all in a few seconds. Then he turned red. I was shocked, and quickly descended the ladder and ran into the house. Later that night I was thinking about it. I felt bad for my brother, because I too had masterbated. I know he was embarrased (he hadn't talked to me the rest of the day), anybody would have. It was late so I snuck down to his room in the basement. As I approached his door I heard his stereo playing so I knew he was still awake. I tapped the door quietly and he replied hesinstantly. "Come in. "I think we should talk about what happened today." I said, as I came in and sat on the bed. He turned off his stereo and asked "Why, are you going to make fun of me.? "No, not at all. I've...I've 'played with myself' before and I just wanted you to know its normal. "You mean girls do that too?" he asked "Of course! You guys don't have a monopoly on that market" I replied "How...How can a girl... "I'm not going to tell you how I do it!" I said "You're lying. You're just trying to make me feel better" he said. I didn't want him to feel bad, so I figured I had better tell him "Well, unlike you I don't use a magazine, I just fantasize in my head. Then I rub my tits, paying special attention to my nipples. Sometimes I wet my fingers and pretend someone is kissing them. Then I start rubbing the inside of my thighs. Eventually I start rubbing it on the outside. As it gets wet I start sticking my fingers in." I had to stop because a bulge was starting to grow in his crotch. Since he was ready for bed, he ws wearing only his underwear. As his dick got harder, it started prying the fabric away from his thighs, and I could see a little in. I was intrigued. My blood rushed. I started feeling tingly all over. Then I reached in and grabbed his dick "Oh my... god your hand feels good." He wasn't even shocked. He pulled his underwear down to his knees and his cock sprang up. I was suprised to see how big it was. Puberty had treated him well. It was throbbing and a drop of pearly fluid was on the tip. I wanted to know what it tasted like. I licked the tip of his dick. It was salty as I expected, but I didn't expect his dick to jump when I licked it. Then I took the whole head in, and slid my mouth down over his shaft. Suddenly I felt a huge shot of it going down my throat. I didn't expect him to come so suddenly. I spit the stuff back out onto his scrotum. His dick wasn't getting soft yet. Then I realized what I had done, and got up to run. He grabbed the back of my nightshirt and pulled me back down to the bed. I couldn't scream because I didn't want dad to wake up and find out what had happened. So I just sat there, scared "I'm not going to hurt you" he said. He lifted up my nightshirt and pulled down my undies. He rubbed my pubic hair and then shoved his finger in. At first it hurt, but as he continued sticking it in and pulling it out, I started to get wet and it began to feel good. He went down to lick it, but kissed my thigh instead. I imagine he was expecting it to smell like a breathmint or something "Stop, please don't" I asked, but I made no effort to make him quit. His dick was still hard, it hadn't softened at all. He pushed my legs as far apart as they would go and got on top of me. Then after some difficulty finding my tight little hole, he shoved his dick in. I was so tight that at first I couldn't take all of him, but soon I could, and he got a fast rhythm going. I kept expecting him to come quickly like he did when I sucked it, but he just kept pounding my pussy harder and harder. Then I started moaning. I started to build up to an orgasm, it had never been like this when I played with myself. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks, as I shuddered with delight. When the orgasm was over I started feeling sick and pushed him of of me. I couldn't believe I just fucked my brother. Then I got up and ran, leaving my panties and my wet spot in his room. -- -- Double for Nothing!! 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