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I never thought that my secret would be exposed like this ... I have been fantasizing with my broth*r Andrew, and my diary is full of my darker wishes. I have been spying in the shower, and I couldn't help imagining what it would be like to join. But I know it's wrong, he's my broth*r ... I've been writing in my diary about how I was playing, thinking about him and how much I loved him. I've been dreaming of him, imagining what it would be like to be with him. But I've been trying to move those thoughts away, telling me it's just a silly fantasy. When my family needs help with cleanliness, they communicate with Andrew to prepare my pillows, and that is when my diary finds. I am deadly when I get home to find him waiting for me, ready to face my secrets. I try to play great, but I can see the shock and curiosity in their eyes. While we talk, it is clear that we have both wanting each other. The tension between us is growing, and I can feel my heart accelerating with emotion ... we can't do it, he is my broth*r ... or ... Can we? I begin to undress, show you every part of my body, to touch me. I take your tough cock and put it in my mouth and tell me that you can't stand but put me on top to put your cock in me.