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Me and My BrotherThis is a true storyA couple of years ago, when I was still living a home, I was just learning how fun it was to dress up. I was only 15 at the time. I had bought a dress from a charity shop super cheap, some girl’s underwear from a super market, and had “borrowed” my older sisters wig (she had a lot of wigs). One day when I thought the house was empty, I got naked, then put on the underwear (I stuffed my bra with socks), the dress and the wig. I had just put everything on and was checking myself out in the mirror, when I started from hearing noises from the next room. It was my younger brothers room. I didn’t realise he was still in. Surprised, I rushed straight to the door, thinking he was about to come in. I then realised what I was hearing wasn’t movement, is was people talking… or moaning.I sneaked out my illegal bahis room and to his. His door was slightly open, so I could silently open it to peak. He was behind his computer. He was watching porn. The moaning I heard was a girl. He was playing with himself too.I should say at this point that he was only a couple years younger than me. I was 15, and he was 14. Just bare that in mind.I didn’t see much, his desk is against the wall away from the door, so all I could see what his back. However, I could clearly see what was on his screen. And I could also see his trousers and boxers around his ankles. I could also hear him panting, and a distinct slapping noise. I don’t know why, but it really turned me on. I’d honestly never felt like that before. I slid my dress up to I could reach my cock, and began stroking it. I illegal bahis siteleri was getting close, when I accidently grabbed the door handle, making a loud noise. Startled, my brother turned around and tried to cover himself.“Who’s there?! Don’t come in!” he shouted.“It’s just me” I said. “Oh…… why are you wearing Sammy’s wig?” I didn’t realise he could see. We normally tell each other everything, except for out most intimate thoughts, but I guess that’s out the bag too. I slowly walked in, shamed, to show him. He looked at me in astonishment. “I didn’t realise you liked dressing up.”“You obviously like it too”. On his screen was, in fact, shemale pornography. On top of which, I could still clearly see his penis, and saw he was getting an erection. I gestured as much.“Oh, uhm… no, I… I..”I didn’t say anything. I canlı bahis siteleri sat on his bed, within arm’s reach of the chair he was sitting on. I reached for him, then gave him a look as if asking for permission. He nodded. Which my hand, I touched his cock, that suddenly became very hard. I began stroking it. It was a strange sensation to touch another man’s cock. I looked at him to see the pleasure on his face. Suddenly, he lurched, and his cock began throbbing as his cum came shooting out.I wiped my hand on a cloth he ‘conveniently’ had nearby. We looked at each other. He reached over for me. I flinched and pulled away. I stood up.“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have barged in.” I immediately ran out. As soon as I was in my room, I threw everything I had on in the cupboard and his under quilt. I then heard my parents.We never spoke again about what happened. We stayed close, but it just never came up. And even when we were fighting, it was never brought up. I guess because we both had dirt on each other, but all the same. I guess you could call that my first experience.

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