"Mike, I'm gonna cum."
Panting into my mouth, "Me too sis. Oh f**k, oh yes."
I thought he peed. Hot liquid shot all over my little belly. Mike grunted and humped harder as more shot out. It smelled strong, but I liked it. I'd made my brother c*m.
We didn't talk. We fell asleep. I had never felt so safe, so loved.
The sun was in my eyes. For a second, I was scared. But Mike was gone. I lay on the sheets, still naked, Mike's c*m all dried on my belly. I opened my legs wide and touched my p***y. My brother made me c*m last night, twice. I made him c*m too. But then I sat up. Is he mad? Did he leave out of shame?
The knob on my door turned. I yanked up the sheet to cover me. Mike slipped in and closed the door. He was in running shorts and no shirt. I stayed covered, waiting, wondering.
