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Dear Diary #1Dear Diary #1You will never believe what happened today. Jimmy Johnson actually tried to kiss me. I was so disgusted that I almost hurled on him. I mean come on, if you are going to try to kiss a girl, at least take a shower that week and use a breath mint or something. I was pushing him away, and thankfully my br0ther was watching out for me, so he dragged the jerk away before he got anywhere. Thank god, I want my first kiss to be something special, not some gross jerk f0rcing himself on me.I looked down at the page and smiled. The wide, flowery handwriting covered the entire first page of the little notebook. On the off chance my parents ever looked, they would assume it was one of my old diaries and close it. Of course, I never actually kept a diary, but they thought I did. As if I would ever put my innermost thoughts and feelings down on paper.This notebook, like its predecessors, would be burned as soon as I finished with it. Now and then, I needed to write down my thoughts to help organize them, but I would never keep it longer than necessary. My family would never read it, but I couldn’t say the same for the girls my br0ther brought home. I got along with all of them, but we weren’t really friends. Flipping the page, I went back to my writing.I guess it all started before we were born. My br0ther and I are fraternal twins, but the doctors were afraid I would never be born. In the womb, our umbilical cords were tangled and it impeded my growth to the point they feared I would be stillborn. It was almost as if he knew my life was in danger, because he never turned. When mom went into labour, they had to perform a C-section.They took my br0ther out first. He was a perfectly healthy seven pound two-ounce baby boy. I was less than half that at three pounds eight ounces, but I was surprisingly healthy for my size. My body was underdeveloped and I would have years of health problems, but I was alive. The doctors admitted later that if my br0ther had turned for a normal delivery it would have pinched off my cord and killed me. Like I said, it was as if he knew I was in danger and wanted to protect me.My br0ther continued to develop normally, hitting every milestone they have for c***dren right on time. I was another story entirely. I couldn’t even lift my own head until I was almost six months old and finally started rolling over and crawling after a year. I didn’t even take my first step until I was almost three. The only thing I was ever on time with was talking. I said my first word at nine months and was talking in full sentences before I could walk.Of course my first word was ‘ruce’, my br0ther’s name, or as close as I could come because I couldn’t make a B sound yet. We were that close that it only made sense. From the moment we left the womb, he wouldn’t stop crying unless I was with him. Mom had to put us in the crib together or he wouldn’t sleep. When he started crawling and walking, it was always to get closer to me. From the time we were born, he appointed himself my protector and has always watched over me.Our growth pattern from the womb continued as we grew up, and I was always smaller than the other k!ds our age were while he was at the top of the range. He continued to protect me, keeping the other k!ds from picking on me, and making sure I was safe before he would join any games. It got to the point that I knew he would do anything I asked him to, but I never really took advantage of it.It continued into junior high and high school. I had convinced my br0ther to join the football team because he was so big it seemed a natural place for him to be. When we started sixth grade, he was bigger than most of the eight graders and the coaches had asked him to try out. I still looked like a third grader of course and he wanted to protect me, but it was one of the few times I asked him to do something for me.I didn’t want him to devote his entire life to protecting me, he was a natural athlete, and the prestige of being a football player would help him in high school. You see, I was always the smarter one. Maybe it was because I was so weak that I had to spend more time resting and reading, but I developed mentally far sooner than he did. Not that my br0ther wasn’t smart, we were both honour students, but he was clueless about some things.”Hey sis, I am about to start the movie. Are you coming already?””Grab the popcorn and I will be down in a minute,” I said as I looked back.Yummy. He was dressed in just his sleep shorts already and I wanted to lick every inch of him. Of course his eyes were averted, he never took the opportunities to peek I gave him, or at least never that I noticed. He probably caught a flash of my pussy before he turned his head, but I had intended that.After he left, I stuffed the notebook under my pillow, knowing I would be back at it tomorrow morning and went down to enjoy some time with my br0ther.Where was I? Oh yea, entering high school canlı bahis I think. It was just before we turned fifteen and my br0ther was already a stud. He was almost six foot and close to two hundred pound of solid muscle from all the workouts to stay in shape for football. Again, my doing, but he benefited from it so I don’t feel bad about convincing him to exercise more. I had been right there alongside of him, but while I had grown stronger, I was still tiny.When we started high school, he was a shoo-in for the varsity football team. He played defensive end, and averaged three sacks a game by himself while shutting down anyone who tried to run to his side of the line. If he did half as well in high school, he would still be the best lineman they had. He was picked up by one of the cheerleaders and lost his virginity after the first game, but it only lasted a couple weeks. None of his girlfriends lasted more than a couple months because he was so close to me that they felt threatened or something.Not that I minded them leaving, they only wanted him because he was popular and had a nine-inch cock. Okay, it wasn’t quite that big our freshman year, but we were seniors now and I knew exactly how big it was. I had watched as some random girl asked him out, slept with him and broke up with him a couple weeks later all through high school. He was never upset about it, because he never was attached to them. I would have been concerned that he had no interest in sex, but I know he had sex with all of them; he was just never the aggressor.I knew he got hard with me, but it’s kind of a natural reaction when a girl’s ass is pressed against your groin. Not that we ever acknowledged it, or he ever tried anything. He would lay there behind me, my body curled up against his and not budge. The arm he put around me would never stray off my stomach through the entire movie. I wished he would, but I guess I’m just not that exciting.Of course, there isn’t much there to grope even if he wanted to. My br0ther and I are complete opposites. At eighteen, he was six foot four and two hundred fifty pounds of solid muscle, with blond hair, blue eyes, perfect golden tan, and a smile that made girls’ panties wet. I on the other hand, was a few inches shy of five foot and would only break eighty pounds if you dropped me in the river fully clothed. I was pretty enough, but black hair, grey eyes and pale skin didn’t do it for many people, especially with the drastic lack of curves. Let’s just say if I bothered to wear a bra, it would barely need to be an A cup.I look down and shake my head. Even my writing is rambling at this point. Maybe I need to go over what happened last night and see if it sparks any ideas, It’s not like it was the first time it happened, I just need to figure out how to take it farther.After I stashed you last night, I went down for a movie night with my br0ther. We had done it every Friday and Saturday night since as far back as I can remember. The only changes were the kinds of movies we picked now, how late we stayed up, and the fact that we used the basement now so our parents wouldn’t have to suffer through our movies. My br0ther had cued up some bad horror movie on Netflix and I hit play as I pushed back into him.He was lying on his side at the back of the couch, and I took my regular place, curled up in front of him holding the bowl of popcorn against my stomach. Our parents didn’t even bat an eye seeing us like this, even as old as we were now. We had slept like this in our crib, and even shared a bed up until we were teenagers sleeping in this exact position. It was just an extension of his protective nature for him to be spooned up behind me and holding me.Our parents had insisted on separate rooms, worried something might happen as we started to mature sexually. They relaxed again after my br0ther started dating and screwing every girlfriend he brought home, figuring he wouldn’t try to take advantage of me. As if he would ever do anything, I had even tried to tempt him, but he just held me as he always did.Last night was a fairly common movie night for us anymore. My br0ther fell as!eep half way through the first movie, his hard cock pressed against me with nothing more than two thin layers of cloth between it and my ass. I had grown very skilled at fishing his cock out of his shorts and fondling it as I played with myself. Thankfully, he slept like a rock when he crashed.That much had satisfied me for a while, but I moved on to trapping his cock between my ass cheeks and rubbing myself against him as I played with my clit. That had gone on until I went too long and made him cum all over my back. I had managed to clean us both up and get him tucked back into his shorts, but it scared me enough to stop my games for a couple weeks.When I started again, I decided to make it easier to clean up if it happened again and slipped his cock between my thighs as I played with both bahis siteleri of us. That was what happened last night. I had his cock between my legs and was rubbing the head against my clit. I got off half a dozen times before he shot off in my hand. I had licked his cum off my hand and used my mouth to clean him up before tucking his cock back into his shorts. I had become a bit addicted to the taste of his cum, and would usually climax again as I licked it off my hands. I probably didn’t have to clean him up as thoroughly as I did, but I didn’t want him smelling my juices when he did wake up and I enjoyed licking and sucking his cock.I wanted to go further, but I wanted him awake and willing when he took my cherry. See, I’m still a virgin. There were a few guys who wanted to take care of that, but they were all players, only interested in me because they wanted another notch on their bedpost. If any of them had even come close to comparing to my br0ther, I might have let them, but sadly, none of them were. I didn’t have much interest in boys anyway if I was being entirely honest.Most people would call my br0ther a player too, but he was nothing like that. He never pursued the girls he slept with or tried to convince them to have sex with him. Even though he had fucked half the girls in our school, they were the ones who pursued him and initiated any sex that happened. His size and sexual stamina were the most popular topics of conversation in the girl’s locker room. The one right behind that was how gentle and considerate he was, never pushing a girl for more than she was ready to give, so they never felt pressured when they had sex with him.I looked down at the last paragraph again then flipped back through what I had already written. I knew all about his first time, because he had given me a detailed description of it, and it had moulded him into the kind of lover he is. He had been nervous about pushing too fast because he had no idea what would happen, and she had told him that he should always let the girl lead so they were comfortable.I wanted to slap myself for being so slow. My br0ther was a genius, but he was literal minded and took everything exactly as it was said. The advice he received his first time meant he would never think to go further than a girl invited him to. His way of thinking had also probably ended most of his relationships. A girl expected her boyfriend to call her, but when she said she would talk to him tomorrow, he took it at that and didn’t call her.It was also what made him such a good defensive end now that I thought about it. When I asked him to try out for football, I told him it was easy. All he and to do was tackle the guy with the ball. He took it literally and went straight at the ball on every play. I just couldn’t believe it had taken me so long to figure it out. If I wanted my br0ther, I just had to make it completely clear to him.I would have to take it slow because he was still my br0ther. He might freak out if I just came out and told him I wanted him to take my virginity. I knew he would do it for me if I asked, but he would probably feel weird about it later and I didn’t want to damage our relationship. I wanted it to grow because he was the only man I had any interest in.The only problem with going slow was I would have to wait until our next movie night to start acting on my plan. We had a strictly enforced rule in our house about school nights. We had to be in our rooms at nine and lights out by ten. Mostly because our parents went to bed at nine, and checked to make sure the lights were out when they finished having sex right before ten.We were allowed to stay up late on weekends as long as we were in the basement, and our parents rarely did more than stick their heads through the door to say good night. My br0ther usually crashed around ten anyway, which is why I had so many opportunities to play with his cock while he slept. I knew it would take a while before he was comfortable enough with our sexual play to actually fuck me, but I was willing to wait.* * * Friday night, finally. The football game ended just over an hour ago but my br0ther wasn’t home yet. I had gone straight home with my parents and come downstairs when they went to bed, but my br0ther had taken his girlfriend home after the game. I knew that translated as go to her house for a victory fuck, but I wished he would hurry. I couldn’t blame him for wanting to celebrate. He played an awesome game tonight and there were collage scouts in the stands who had come just to watch him.I had academic scholarship offers coming out of my ears, but I knew we would both end up wherever he was accepted to play football. I was hoping for somewhere out of state, so no one would have to know we were related.I was lying in just my t-shirt, watching High School of the Dead when he finally joined me. I could tell by his goofy smile that he had just gotten laid, but he had at least bahis şirketleri changed into his sleep shorts before coming down. “You missed a few episodes, but it’s not like we haven’t seen them before.””Sorry, I hate missing our time, but I really had to work of some of that extra energy,” he said as he sat down in front of me. “You want to shift so we can get comfortable?”I was lying on the couch and was more than happy to move so he could slip in behind me. I had actually been playing episode five repeatedly as I waited for him and skipped to the end when I heard him coming down. I started episode six as I curled back into him, knowing the beginning scene and my ass in his lap would get him hard in no time.”I was sitting right behind the scouts for Texas A&M and USC, and they were really impressed with your performance tonight,” I said as I looked back at him. “That play where you stripped the quarterback and got up fast enough to block while James ran it back for a touchdown really had them talking.”I saw him blush and shake his head. His modesty was annoying as hell sometimes. “That was James’s big play. I didn’t really do much.””Stop with the modesty bro. That play was all you. James just happened to be in the right place at the right time and the scouts knew it. You set it up and you stopped the tackler who would have dropped him before he scored.” His eyes were on the screen as he tried to avoid talking about it, so I let it drop as we watched for a few minutes.I could feel him getting hard against my ass and decided it was time to start my plan. “Bro,” I said hesitantly. “Can I ask you to do something for me and not have you feel weird about it?”He patted my stomach as he leaned down to kiss the top of my head. “We are watching an anime with naked girls in the bath together. I can’t think of anything weirder than that, so fire away.””Can I see it?”I could sense his confusion as he asked, “It?”I wiggled my ass against his hard cock before replying. “It, as in your cock. I feel it pressed against my bottom every movie night and I know it’s just a natural reaction, but I have never seen one before. I just want to see and touch it for a minute. I know there are a couple guys at school who would show me theirs, but they would want more. I trust you.””I’m not sure that would be appropriate,” he finally replied. “You are my s!ster and I know our parents would freak if they saw you touching me like that.””I’m not asking you to do anything more,” yet, “I’m just curious. Mom and dad are already as!eep, so it’s not as if they will find out. Please, it’s not like I don’t feel it anyway, I just want a better look?”He was still hesitating and I prayed he would go along with it without feeling too weird. “Alright, but just for a minute,” he finally mumbled.I nodded eagerly as I slipped off the couch and knelt beside it. I was excited as he rolled onto his back and slipped his shorts down. His moan was almost imperceptible as my fingers trailed over it. I had seen it before, but he was awake and willing to let me touch him for the first time.After a couple minutes of light touches, I moved up and kissed his cheek. “You have a beautiful cock big bro, thanks for doing this for me.”He just nodded as he pulled his shorts back up and we got back into our regular movie watching position. I could tell he wasn’t disturbed by what we had done so far, but I wanted to take it slow. Ideally, I wanted us to live as lovers when we went away to college, and I didn’t want to scare him away before he was ready for that step. Once he finally crashed, I got myself off before falling as!eep with his arm round me.We woke up in the same position, but that was normal for us. He didn’t mention what had happened, but he didn’t treat me any differently as we went through the day. After dinner, I took my nightly bath and slipped into my t-shirt to read as I waited for him. It was actually his old t-shirt, but all of my night clothes were. With the difference in our sizes, his old shirts fit me like a dress, and a loose one at that.”Hey sis, I was thinking we could go for an action flick tonight,” he said as he popped into my room. By the time I turned my head, his eyes were already averted from the clear pussy shot I had set up for him. “Mom picked up the new Transformers movie and I know we both wanted to see it.””That sounds perfect. You want to grab some sodas and get it setup while I get the popcorn?”He just nodded and turned away as I sat up. I wished he would enjoy the view a bit more, because I put a lot of work into setting myself up so he could see me. He probably thought it was taking advantage of me or something though. I only wish he would take advantage of me, but I could move forward a bit with my plan either way.Half an hour into the movie, I let my hand slip down my ass a bit. “Can I hold it for a little while,” I asked quietly. “We don’t have to move or anything; I just like how you feel in my hand.”I could feel him hesitate for a moment before his hand left my stomach and pulled the afghan down over us. “Just keep your hand under the blanket and outside my shorts okay? Mom and dad haven’t even gone to bed yet.”

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