When my brother and I were younger we never got along and he would end up trying to beat me up. He is 1 year younger than I am. I think I was 8 at the time when one night we got into a loving brotherly sisterly argument and he tackled me and started to wrestle in the living room on the floor and my mom was trying to watch her show on tv. It was right before bed time. He got on top of me and put his hands around my neck and my mom saw yelled at him to stop it and then she told me to grab his crotch and squeeze to get him off me. He was sitting on my chest and I reached up his boxers shorts (we were both in our pj's, him just his shorts and I had a nighty on) I got grabbed his penis and balls and squeezed as hard as I could. It worked and he fell over on his side CRYING. He went over to my mom and she was asking if he was ok and he was telling her what I did and his weirner hurts. I sat there on the floor and my mom said she needed to look to make sure he was ok and pulled his shorts down under his bum and looked at him. I couldn't see anything besides his bum but them my mother told me to come see why that hurt him so bad. I crawled over and she turned him showing me his little dink and explained the boys weakness if they are hurting me.



She pulled his short back up and said ok now get along and go play for a bit its almost bed time. We share the same bed room and we both went up stairs. Mom knocked on the door and told us to play doctor patient, and it would help us get along better and since we hurt each other we should take care of each other.

Happy again we both were and he told me I was the doctor because he was hurt. I did what doctors do then I told him I had to look under his shorts and he took them off. I inspected his private and he told me it tickled and if he could touch mine.

So there we both were laying next to eachother looking and feeling. He was naked, I stil had my nighty on just no panties and then the door opens up and mom walks in. She told us that she knew that would happen and we needed to learn about our bodies. She told us thats how she learned when she was young. She asked me if it was the first time I seen or touched a boys penis before and I told her no I've seen dads. She asked a few other things about that and told me to be honest and I ended up telling her that nights that I would crawl into bed with them I would cuddle up in the middle and look at his thing under the covers because they would leave the TV on and I could see and I even touched it. I told her that I've seen him put it in her mouth and asked her why it looks different than my brothers. She explained to us both that our father is circumcised and my brother is not, what that meant and what the difference is.

Mom took my nighty off me and we were now both naked on my brothers bed. She pulled the sheet over us and told us to snuggle together for the night and we would talk in the morning. She walked out of the room then came right back to us, pulled the sheet back down, put my brothers hand on my vagina and my hand on his penis and said just learn how to feel good and you 2 will never be fighting again. She left the room.

My brother and I are closer than ever and we never fought again and he is so kind and caring and loving.