My Brother’s Window (Part Two)

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I couldn’t get the image of my masturbating brother out of my head. His cock seemed so big on his body, too big. But what the hell did I know? It was the first real one I’ve ever seen. And his cum, oh man. I’ve never tasted anything so different.  I felt like such a pervert. I mean sneaking out my window at night and peeping into my brother’s. What kind of girl would peep at her own brother, watch him cum in a cup and then steal it and drink it?Me, that’s what kind. It’s been over a week since I pulled that stunt. I’ve tried to get it out of my head but every time I saw him I pictured his big hard cock. It was  Tuesday night and I had finished my homework. He was watching that stupid show he likes about that guy who survives in the woods by drinking his own pee and other nasty things. I saw him sitting at the far end of the couch in his shorts and no shirt. His muscles are so tight and his body so hard looking.  Not many guys his age look so strong. I was in my silky pajama pants and a tank top. I sat on the couch facing him, my legs crossed like an Indian and I laid back on the armrest.He looked şişli escort bayan over at me and caught me staring. His eyebrows furrowed and he asked, ”What?”I looked away and ignored him. The guy on TV was making some kind of shelter from broken tree limbs. ”Why do you watch this stupid shit?” I asked.”It’s not stupid, your stupid,” my brother snapped, ”What if something happened and you were stuck out in the desert or on some island? Would you know how to survive?””What the fuck are you talking about?” I laugh, ”How am I going to get stuck in the desert, or trapped on an island?””You never know,” he grinned.I stretched my legs out straight and scooted down, laying my head on the armrest. Without asking I propped my feet up on his lap. He looked at me with that same eyebrow look as before. ”Careful, Sis,” he complained, ”You almost kicked my nuts.””Oh, I’m sorry, Bro,” I mocked, ”I wouldn’t want to hurt your iddy biddy pee-pee.””Fuck you, Sis,” he argued, ” It’s a dick, and it ain’t little.”I sat up next to him with a grin and rubbed his crotch softly with the palm of my hand. ”I’m şişli escort bayan sorry, brother, ” I cooed, ”I didn’t mean to say it’s little.” Playfully I felt around his lap with my fingers, ”Where is it? ” I teased.He picked my hand up with his and dropped it on my lap. ”You better stop that, Sis,” he said, ”Or you’re going to see how big it gets.”I quickly put my hand flat on his crotch and rubbed and squeezed. Grinning at him I said, ”Let me see it.” He pulled my hand away again and asked, ”What the fuck, Sis? I’m your brother. You can’t touch me like that.””But you can steal my dirty panties,” I argued, ”And sniff them while you beat off.”He just looked at me dumbfounded and said, ”I didn’t steal your panties. I don’t know what you’re talking about.””The little black silky ones from the hamper last week,” I answered, ”They aren’t under your mattress? You didn’t sniff them while you played with your little dick?”With a guilty look on his face he kept denying my accusations. Mom walked into the living room and said, ”I didn’t think you liked this show.””It’s stupid,” I said, ”Who drinks mecidiyeköy escort their own pee?””Eww, ”Mom said, ”I can’t believe he would do that.””He did,” my brother said, ”And he ate a skunk too.””That’s just nasty,” Mom said as she walked to the kitchen to tidy up.”Show me your dick,” I whispered in his ear.”No,” he cringed, ”You’re my sister.”So, what?” was my retort, ”You sniff my panties.””No I don’t,” he parried, “That’s sick.”I jumped up from the couch and said, “I’m going to your room and get them.”He jumped up to follow me but I pushed him back onto the couch and ran to his room. He came through the door just as I lifted his mattress. Not only my black ones but my red, and my pink ones and a pair of mothers thongs. I turned to see his expression of guilt and I raised my eyebrows with a huge grin. “Moms?” I asked, “Now that’s sick.” He swallowed hard and pushed the mattress back down. “Sis, please,” he begged, ”Please don’t say anything to Mom,”I sat on his bed with my arms crossed. I stared at him with an I got you now look. “I’m not going to tell her, Bro,” I said, “If you show me your dick.”Before he could answer Mom stuck her head in the door with a quizzical look. “What’s going on?” she demanded, “Why are you guys running in the house like that? And why are doors being slammed?”I looked at my brother and then turned to Mom.

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