Brother, Please?

Brother dear,

I do miss you so, after having had our little alcohol fueled reunion last week. I have to confess that I have never had a kiss that felt as good as that drunken, accidental one. Your lips are perfect. Do you remember what you said after? well, I agree now. I feel shy but maybe it could be fun do some other things together... Though it might be considered "wrong" by society, I think that is a construct and not something to worry much about. Really, there is nothing bad about keeping it in the family. It is only taboo because of messed up children, right? Unless...this is kind of awkward...but did you confess you wanted to bang your big sis because you were drunk? Me too, if that is how you feel. Teehee.

If you have been looking at me all these years...I have been looking at you, watching you grow from my cute little bro, who I used to help bathe, into this luscious, lovely , grown man has been an interesting journey. I can be honest, you are family. You would never tattle on me, you never have.

If you would consider a proposal, I would just love too, umm, become really close with your penis. I can say prick, right? Sweetheart, after last week, I dunno. I am still thinking about it. If you let me, I would like if you would just, ahh, how do I say this? Let me blow you, please? I can promise you would have a great time. I will buy you some liquid encourgement, if you like. I would just really like to taste you. I will go slow, if it seems too weird, we can stop. I think I can make you feel so good, you won't be thinking of anything else. If anything, you will want to make love to me after.

First, I want to kiss you, of course. You are a surprisingly good kisser. I would softly kiss every spot on your your angel face before moving a bit lower. You have the most beautiful eyes. Most of our family has brown eyes, you got lucky, bro. I definitely need to give your chest some attention and I will trail my fingers up and down, as I work my way lower. You have always loved my massages...but I have business to attend to. Just writing this letter to you is making me think of your cock, and nothing else. I am becoming turned on. My pussy kind of just contracted as though you were in me. Actually, like 4 times, my insides just throbbed..See, it does not seem so weird, us doing it together. I would spring you free from you pants and lick your prick and get it really wet. Do you still have a thing with spit? I can spread my saliva all over your delicious cock until it shines. I will just allow extra spit to slowly drip to the floor. I want you, my heart rate is up even now. But I want to please you, sweet brother, so much, that I do not need anything in return. Let me take your cock slowly into my mouth, but as soon as you acclimate to my loving lips, I will suck on you like you have never felt.

I admit I looked at the bulge in your pants for almost an hour after you past out last Saturday.

You looked so big and firm in your clothes. Do you want me to to play with your balls? I love the way they feel in my hand. I think I would alternate between gentle licking up and down your shaft and sucking as hard as you can take. I don't want you to accidentally cum too soon, or not in my mouth! I really want to taste you and I want you to do one little thing for me. As you start to get close to cumming, please just grab me by each side of my face and stick your cock in my mouth so deep that I gag. I want it. You can move my head fast, slow, violently or gently. I do not care if I can not breathe, I would like to be almost be suffocated by you. I will just keep on sucking however you like it until you cum in my mouth and throat. I will not waste a drop and can not wait to swallow every bit of your juice as you spurt. What do you say my dear, beloved brother?

~L