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🕑 Added 2025-04-01 00:19:17 +0000 UTCEP.1: The Beginning of Corruption
I quietly approached my brother's room and listened in, hearing a tapping sound. I slowly opened the door and peeked inside. My brother was startled and quickly changed the computer screen. I felt a surge of hope and couldn't help but smile as I asked, "What were you doing?"
My brother smiled awkwardly and said, "Chatting. Do you know how to do it too?" I replied, "Yes, I do it sometimes. I also watch a lot of erotic videos." He asked if I downloaded them, and I said yes, suggesting he tell me when he's going to sleep so I can download some for myself. He agreed.
I returned to the living room and watched TV, but the screen didn't register in my mind. My brother said he was going to bed, so I went to my room and quickly removed all my underwear. I put on a thin, pinkish transparent nightgown and headed to his room with a racing heart.
My brother was lying in bed and seemed startled when he saw me. I sat down in a chair and started browsing through my favorite video sites on his computer. I couldn't use the computer well, so I only knew how to download from paid sites. I set up a download and put on headphones. Even before starting the video, I felt my brother's gaze on me, and my body tingled.
I began watching Japanese videos that combined exposure and SM. There was a scene where a woman wore a dog collar and was led by a middle-aged man on a leash, crawling on a mountain path. I imagined my brother holding the leash, and it excited me endlessly.
As I started to mastur.bate, my brother moved in his bed, but I ignored it and continued. The thought of him watching me from behind drove me to an intense climax.
The next morning, I decided to seduce my brother more openly. I prepared breakfast for him while wearing the same revealing outfit. He blushed and seemed hesitant to eat. I suspected he hadn't slept and had watched me the entire time.
I pretended to shower and called out for him to bring me a toothbrush. He replied from outside the bathroom, and I told him to look in my bag. I wanted him to see my s3x toys and the cute pink dog collar with a chain that I used for mastur.bation.
When he handed me the toothbrush, his face was red, and he quickly turned away. I then asked for a clean cup, walking naked to the kitchen to get one. My brother looked at me with a dazed expression. I glanced at his crotch, noticing it was bulging.
I smiled and returned to the bathroom, feeling excited and amused by the thrill and his reaction. I realized that exposure needed a specific target to reach its peak.
In the afternoon, I waited for my brother to return home. I could see from the rooftop if anyone was approaching, so I knew when he was coming. As soon as he entered the house, I quickly undressed and lay on the sofa, starting to mastur.bate with a dildo.
I heard the sound of the front door opening, and I decided to continue in a position that would make him watch longer. I felt his presence behind me, which drove me into a frenzy of mastur.bation. As I reached climax, I turned around and saw my brother looking shocked.
He dropped his bag and ran out of the house. I quickly followed him, my legs trembling. The cool spring breeze in the empty yard heightened my arousal, and my brother's eyes were wide with fear. His pants were bulging, and I didn't hesitate. I knelt down, unzipped his pants, and took his penis into my mouth.
In the middle of the yard, I performed fellatio, losing myself in the excitement. However, my brother ejaculated into my mouth before I could react. I felt a mix of emotions as I looked up at him, his face red and eyes closed.
I stood up and hugged him, guiding his hand to my vagina. He touched me silently. I whispered in his ear, "Want to do it in your room?" He didn't respond. I asked if it was his first time, and he nodded shyly.
After our first s3xual encounter, my brother and I had s3x multiple times a day. He improved his skills, but something was lacking. Perhaps I had become too lascivious and needed stronger stimulation.
We had s3x on the rooftop, in the yard, and even outside the front door, but my desires were never fully satisfied. My brother was cute and undoubtedly male, but somehow inadequate.
One day, while cooking naked after a shower, my brother asked about the dog collar in my bag. I explained it was for mastur.bation and suggested using it during s3x. He declined.
He seemed to want to say something but hesitated. I encouraged him to speak, and he mentioned that SM was involved. He revealed that he had told a friend about us, and the friend didn't believe him. The friend had asked to see proof, which my brother refused. The friend then told other delinquent friends that my brother was lying, and they pressured him into admitting it was true.
Those friends claimed to keep women like toys in their apartments, using them with leashes. Hearing this, I felt a thrill rather than concern. It gave me a strange confidence that we could enjoy ourselves without our secret being exposed.
I suggested bringing those friends over, and my brother looked at me without responding.
