My Lovely Brother

I am not proud of this confession, and I know it will sound gross to many people. My brother and I are just a year apart and have always been inseparable. He looks like the female version of me, and I look like the male version of me; many times, people have been astounded by the resemblance between us. In hindsight, I think this contributed to our closeness and lack of inhibitions with each other. I had no problem walking around naked, and neither did he. I often would see him walking around naked after having a bath or shower, and the same with me. Even in our teens, we would cover up if mum and dad were about; however, if it was just the two of us, we didn’t bother.

Things got interesting between us when I was twelve and my brother was thirteen. I wanted to look closely at a male penis as we had studied reproduction at school. I asked if I could take a closer look at his penis ( I’ve always used the correct term for it), and he said, “no problem” I was fascinated by it and asked if I could touch it. My brother warned me he could get a ‘hard-on’ if I touched it. I think I said, “yes, please” I held his penis in my hand and felt it grow! I was engrossed; I thought it was the most incredible thing I’d ever seen. I commented it was like the Incredible Hulk in the way it grew. During the first session, he taught me how to caress or ‘wank’ him. I couldn’t believe the size of it and its hardness in my hand. He asked if I wanted to see some spunk; I had studied sperm and was interested in seeing some. I watched, fascinated, as he came, and mountains of sperm flew out of his erect penis; it was incredible. That was how it all began.

A couple of days later, he asked if I could do the same, only he also wanted to see my pussy close up too. I know this sounds hypocritical, but I wasn’t sure. Yes, I walked around naked, and he had seen me; however, I’d recently developed pubic hair and noticed that my once smooth labia had changed and had become uneven; I was embarrassed. However, I couldn’t say no. I did tell my brother my concerns; he told me I was beautiful. He said he had seen a few; this surprised me!! But he had had a few girlfriends, and mine was normal and very pretty. He didn’t ask if he could touch me; he just started to run his fingers through my lips. I was in paradise; I’d never touched myself before and didn’t realise how pleasurable touching my labia and clitoris could be. From that day onwards, I masturbated almost daily! Next, he licked me out, and I had my first-ever orgasm. Afterwards, I wanked him off (I love the dirty phrases he used), and he, too, had an orgasm.

Over the following months and years of our teens, we would have these sessions and either touching each other or engage in mutual masturbation. The oral sex for me came (no pun intended) later. I wanted to suck his penis but was scared to do so. He promised he wouldn’t orgasm when it was in my mouth. This then started our sixty-nine sessions. They were fantastic, and eventually, following an accident, I let him come into my mouth. If we timed it right and I was on the verge of an orgasm when he came, I would feel dirty, making my orgasm more intense.

We were in our mid-teens when we started having intercourse. I used to let Gerrard rub his erect penis through my vagina lips, and I loved the feeling of it on my clitoris. Then during one of these sessions, I felt my brother’s penis enter me. It wasn’t painful or uncomfortable; it was incredible. As soon as he had fully inserted himself in me, I had the biggest orgasm of my life up to that point.

We have continued making love to each other all our lives. We are now married; however, at least once or twice per year, usually around Christmas, we will fuck each other. This happened last night. We had come into town for a catch-up, had a great meal, and ended up in the back of my car. I can’t explain why, but it’s the best sex I have ever had. Maybe it’s the taboo nature, or it feels like my male version is fucking me, but it is sensational.