My Brother And I Have Always Been Really Close

Even though he is almost five years older than I am when we were growing up he would do things with me all the time. The early parts were dolls and games, he would join right in with whatever fairy storyline I had going on and I loved it. I was probably eight or so and decided one day to jump on him to wrestle, he would play right along letting me win most of the time otherwise he would tickle me into submission sometimes tickle torturing me as I laid there squealing and barely able to take a breath begging for him to stop. All playfully of course, never hurt me at all and would just love watching me try to put my arms down as he ran his fingers thru my armpits and sides.
I started discovering myself around ten or so, would run my fingers all over myself, plenty of touching my vagina, nipples and pretending that he was the one doing it. I would engage with him wrestling just craving his touch and when he started to tickle me I would always hope it would go further but it took time. The summer came and once again we had the house to ourselves for like nine hours a day, I was maturing faster than I could even believe myself, twelve years old and had B cups already on the verge of going up to the next cup size. My pubic hair as well as other body hair was coming in thick, of course being a brunette it showed very well on my legs and arms so I was a little self conscious about it.
My sexual play with myself was in overdrive, I had actually used a few phallic objects I found around the house on myself and I was making myself very available for my brothers attention by wearing just a t-shirt or clothes I had outgrown a few years ago, like gym shorts and a few tank tops I had still. One day all by own making I started wrestling with him wearing this crop top and a pair of shorts that were about to rip open with any body movement, they were pressing against me do much it kind of hurt. My brother is letting me crawl all over him, I think he might have been thinking that he better not do anything sexual with me because it would get him into big trouble, we are rolling around and on purpose I am sliding my body against his pushing the shirt right up and finally one of my breasts popped out of the bottom of it.
He had not seen it yet but I sure felt it, seconds later as he is rolling me around he stops and says Oh, sorry, uh your, yeah, boob is out and lets go of my arms so I can straighten my top out. I just lay there still under him somewhat not pulling my arms down at all and smile at him, he took the hint and pinned my hands back down and started tickling my armpits, I was laughing and also waiting for him to touch more.
He finally did it, his fingers traced around my breast and nipple, once he realized I wanted it he pulled my shirt right up exposing both of them and was tracing his fingers all over me just like I wanted, I was gasping and moaning, told him several times how good it felt and keep going, I practically pushed one of his hands right down to my midsection and he started pulling my super tight shorts down. I was enjoying every second of it, kept my arms stretched out above my head and my legs apart making myself completely available anywhere he wanted to touch me.
Some where in the moving around he had undone his pants and took them off, his penis was hard and sticking out of the front of his underwear, I just put my hand around it and was amazed at how hot it felt. He got up on his knees and was pushing it towards my face and I just opened up and started sucking on it while his fingers were rubbing me like crazy, moments later he was turned around with my legs pressed down under his arms and started licking me as well. I melted, it felt so amazing that I know I let out a gasp of pleasure, felt nothing like my own fingers or some object, so warm and wet running all over me. I kept on sucking on him even though he had already came once and continued to do so right thru my orgasm shaking my body down deep. Once he came again he rolled over onto his back telling me this was just absolutely crazy for us to be doing, reinforced to me that our parents could not know any of this was going on. I told him of course yes but I was enjoying it all and loved it, wanted it, told him if he had not noticed I have been wanting it for weeks now.
Our sexual play continued for a few years, even when I was in high school and him in college we would have amazing oral love making knowing exactly what the other one wanted done to them. Summers were just truly great, the house to ourselves I would often walk around naked making myself completely available for him to play with any way he wanted. Our dad passed away before I graduated high school, my brother had graduated college and was living about an hour away working. I would go visit him and clean his apartment when he went to work, make dinner for us and we would sit around just talking sometimes for hours. I still love him to this day and everything we did together