I gave my brother an orgasm

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I was home from college, my boyfriend was visiting me while my parents were out. We had a few drinks while watching a movie. I let him play with my breasts while we made out, but stopped him whenever he tried to put his hand down my pants. My brother was home, I didn’t want him walking in on us.

My boyfriend became frustrated after a while and pinned me down on the couch, grinding against me. I told him to stop, when he didn’t I panicked a little and shouted at him. A few seconds later my brother came storming down the stairs, punching my boyfriend in the face.

That was a big mistake on his part, my boyfriend is a big guy. He tackled my brother to the ground and got a few shots in before I pulled him off. When he tried to go after my brother a second time I threatened to call the cops on him. He slammed the door on his way out.

After locking up I went looking for my brother, finding him in the kitchen. His nose was bleeding, he had blood all over his shirt and pants. I stayed with him while he tilted his head back, pressing a frozen bag of vegetables against his face. He was going to have a black eye tomorrow.

When the bleeding stopped I told him to take off his shirt and pants. I threw his clothes in the washing machine after he handed them over. My adrenaline and shock had worn off, I turned towards my brother and rushed into his arms. As I cried against him he started to get hard. He tried to pull away but I just held on to him tighter.

I held on for a while before finally letting go. When I stared down at his cock, it was pointing underneath his underwear. Without thinking about it I pulled his underwear down, looking at his erection made me wet. Unable to stop myself, I started to stroke him.

When he gasped I paused, asking him if he wants me to stop. He just shook his head, breathing hard. I told him not to worry about making a mess, I’ll clean it up. When I started to stroke him again he grunted, spraying on the kitchen floor. Looking down at the mess he made was surreal, it was still warm when I wiped it up with a paper towel.

I hugged him again, thanking him for protecting me. I told him how brave he was and that I love him. I felt myself shaking a little when I left him standing in the kitchen. I needed to get back to my room, I was aroused and desperate to touch myself. That night I had an orgasm for the first time fantasizing about my brother.

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