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I love my brothers PT. 1

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I’m currently 16 years old. This story took place 2 years ago. I was 14 and a freshman in high school. I have 2 older brothers, who were 16 and 17 at the time.

My oldest brother, Mark, was a very popular senior. He was on the football team, and was friendly to everyone, and could have his pick of girls in the school. My other brother, Tommy, was more on the nerdy side, always getting straight A’s, but still popular enough that he had many friends, and was liked by a large number of the girls. I was a bit on the chubby side, a huge anime/manga geek, and not very outgoing.

I of course, had low self-esteem. Seeing my good looking and popular brothers around school, and all the pretty girls who liked them, made me sad, and even a bit jealous. My brothers and I had always been close, so it wasn’t unusual when Mark noticed my reactions in school, and decided to talk to me about it later at home one afternoon.

When we were home, he asked me to come sit with him. He sat down and pulled me down on his lap. He told me he had seen that I was upset earlier in the day when he was talking to a group of girls, and he wanted to know what was wrong. I explained that I felt fat and ugly, and seeing him with all those pretty girls, made me wish he would pay attention to me like that.

At first he of course went the politically correct course and told me how people would often get upset and disgusted if a brother saw his sister that way, or if he treated her like the other girls. I told him that didn’t seem fair or right. That if you loved someone, it shouldn’t matter what other people thought. But, he explained to me how society saw two types of love; family love and romantic love. The way he responded to those other girls was closer to the romantic love, and he loved me in the family way.

I thought about it for a moment, then said something about if that meant he didn’t think I was pretty because I was his sister. He looked at me, very serious, and said that he thought I was absolutely beautiful, but that he was still only able to treat me a certain way. I looked at him shyly, and asked if he really thought I was beautiful. He told me yes. I asked him if I was too fat, and he told me I was just perfect.

He must have been fighting it as we talked, but I started to feel his cock hardening against my ass as I sat on his lap. He had a somewhat pained and apologetic look on his face. I asked him if that was because of me. He told me yes, but that it wasn’t okay. I told him that I thought it was okay.

I’m not really sure what all happened after that, until he asked me if I had ever been kissed by a boy yet. I told him I hadn’t, but I wanted to. I was also afraid of looking stupid or inexperienced because I wouldn’t know what I was doing. Some part of me then blurted out, ‘would you help teach me?’

Again, he had a pained look on his face. This time more of a pained but thoughtful look. Finally he told me that he guessed it wouldn’t hurt if he helped teach me how to kiss. It wouldn’t be about him and I wanting each other. It would just be a ‘teaching’ experience.

He turned me on his lap so I was almost facing him. He softly and gently pulled my face towards his, and he gently kissed me on the lips. When I didn’t pull back, he continued. Over the next 10 minutes or so, he would explain what he was doing, and what I should be doing, as he taught me how to kiss.

However, we were soon interrupted by our other brother. We were forced to stop and I headed to my room. Nothing else happened for a couple of weeks after that.

It was late October, and the Homecoming dance was coming up. I was asked to the dance by a guy in my class that I was only partially into. My brothers, of course, had very pretty and popular girls as their dates. We all went in the same car. Mark borrowed our parents 7 seater SUV for the night, and we picked up all three of our dates and headed to the dance.

Things went alright at the dance. I managed to kiss my date a couple of times, and when we were dancing I could feel his hard cock pushing against me. But nothing more than that happened. After the dance was over, Mark drove our dates home, then drove the three of us home.

As we headed inside, Mark could see that I was upset about something. He asked what was going on, and at first I told him it was nothing. Then, after we got inside and changed clothes, I told him how I thought my date would at least try to do more than just the dancing and the kissing. I also apologized to him for having to come home with his two younger siblings instead of having fun with his date. He smiled a bit, and said it was okay, he was just sad that my first homecoming dance was so boring.

I asked about his first homecoming dance, and at first he seemed reluctant to tell me. Finally, he told me how him and his date had left the dance early, and went to the back of the school, where there was a small wooded area. He told me how they kissed and touched each other, and how he had lost his virginity with her that night. I told him that sounded amazing, and she was such a lucky girl. He just laughed a little, and told me that I was much prettier than that girl had been.

He told me that he wishes he could have given me the type of first homecoming that I wanted to have. I shyly looked down as I told him that he still could. When I looked up he had a confused look on his face. I stood up for a moment, then straddled him on the couch. I looked him in the eyes and told him to show him how he kissed that girl on his first homecoming night.

It only took him a few short moments before he grabbed me and pulled me close, kissing me passionately. As we kissed, I could feel him getting hard again. I didn’t know what I was doing, but I started slowly grinding against him as we kissed. Once I could feel he was really super hard, I told him to show me what else he did to that girl.

He seemed torn at first. Then he looked around the room. We were in the basement family room, and our parents were already asleep. He laid me back down on the couch and continued to kiss me. However, now his hands were moving over my body. He pulled my tshirt up and started touching my breasts. I moaned into his mouth at his touch.

He moved down my body and started licking and sucking on my nipples. I couldn’t believe how great it felt. Then, I felt his hand slide between my legs. I let out a surprised gasp as I felt him touch my pussy. He stopped for a moment and asked if everything was okay. I just told him to please not stop. He smiled as he began rubbing my pussy and went back to working on my nipples.

Soon, his fingers were inside me and I was almost instantly cumming. He smiled up at me, and told me that he had never felt a girl who was so wet and excited as I was. I then begged him to continue. I told him I wanted him so badly, and that He needed to please keep going.

He pulled my panties off, then spread my legs, pulling my knees up a bit. He moved in between my legs after pulling his sweats off and slowly started to rub the tip of his cock against my pussy. I reminded him that I was on birth control (due to having extremely painful, and inconsistent periods). He slowly pushed into me, kissing me as he finally pushed all the way in. He stayed there for a moment, then asked me if I wanted him to continue. I almost screamed out, yes please!

Mark smiled at me, as he began slowly moving in and out of me. I couldn’t believe how great this felt. My brother, who I loved completely, was inside me, giving me his full love. Not just family, and not just romantic….but all his love was being given to me. At least that’s the way I felt and saw it at the time.

We kissed as he continued to move in and out of me. I came at least 3 times before I felt him start to speed up. As he got closer, I turned my head to the side. I wasn’t sure at first, but after adjusting my eyes a bit, I could just make out my brother Tommy sitting on the stairs, watching us. As I saw him a bit clearer, I could see his pants were down, and he was stroking his cock. I watched as Mark began to grunt and moan, cumming deep into my pussy. It was only a second or two later when Tommy started cumming as well.

I kissed Mark again, and told him thank you, and told him how much I loved him. He told me he loved me too, but we should probably get cleaned up and get to bed before someone else woke up.

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  • Reply Big brother . ID:1bfepuyzb0a

    I was very lucky I grew up with a very pretty little sister called Sheila , she was an incredibly early developer and needed a bra at 6 , then her breasts grew quickly and she was such an exhibitionist .
    Sheila would happily do little fashion shows for me and let me look at her huge boobs , by age 8 mum was having to buy F cup bras and shorten the straps . My penis was constantly erect .

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  • Reply Sa ID:1i2kovirk0c

    You diffinly need to let your other brother to get that pussy