lonelyperv: My eyes opened the next morning. My brother was looking at me. My heart skipped a beat
lonelyperv: My eyes opened the next morning. My brother was looking at me. My heart skipped a beat… would he regret what we did last night? I reached over and gently stroked his beard. At least my fantasy had come true, if only once… the one I’d had about him since my early teens…. But then he smiled and leaned over for a kiss. That morning we made love for the second time… and we both knew it wouldn’t be the last. it never will be the last time -- source link