Since my younger brother, Asahi, was born, I have taken care of him. It's not as though we lack parents—quite the opposite, in fact.
One day, my mother gently asked, "Dear, could you look after your brother for me?"
I nodded, assuming it wouldn't be too hard to care for a child. I was proven wrong very quickly.
From that moment on, my mother entrusted me with nearly all of Asahi's responsibilities, aside from the delicate task of breastfeeding him. She left the rest to me.
I began taking care of all his needs. At first, it was frustrating, but as time passed, he became incredibly precious to me.
We bathed together, slept side by side, and shared countless moments. He would toddle over to me, calling me "Onii-chan," and wrap his tiny arms around my neck. We were inseparable.
As he grew older, he moved into his own room, started bathing on his own, and began sleeping alone. Yet, he still loved spending time with me and often sat quietly in my room, content just to be near.
Eventually, he turned ten.
One day, he came to our parents, urgently asking them for money. They inquired why he needed it, as the amount he requested was more than usual. Yet, he stubbornly insisted on getting the money without revealing his purpose.
Mum and Dad were about to leave for an outing, so they told him, "Darling, we'll think about it when we get back. Don't give Onii-chan any trouble while we're gone, or I might reconsider giving you the money."
Asahi nodded, though he couldn't hide his disappointment.
After they left, I placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder and whispered, "Don't worry—I'll give you the money."
His face lit up instantly, his expression so heartwarming it was almost otherworldly, like a blend of innocence and excitement.
"Really?" he asked, his eyes wide and sparkling with hope.
"Yes, really," I replied, a mischievous smile beginning to spread across my face. "But…"
"But what, Onii-chan?" he asked, looking at me with those wide, trusting eyes.
"But you'll have to do exactly as I say," I replied, my smile growing.
"Okay!" he agreed, although he seemed a bit confused.
"Come with me," I said, beckoning him to follow.
I walked toward my room, hearing his footsteps behind me. As he crossed the threshold, he turned to me and, in a voice as pure and sweet as a melody, asked, "What do I have to do, Onii-chan?"
I handed him a delicate, feminine wig and a set of elegant girls' clothes. "Wear these first," I instructed firmly.
"But these are for girls…" he protested, his voice trembling, face flushing crimson.
"You want the money or not?" I asked, my tone unwavering.
He nodded reluctantly, walking toward the door.
"Wait… Change here," I directed.
He nodded again, slowly removing his clothes, piece by piece. As he finished, he stood before me, completely naked.
Then, he carefully put on the panties, skirt, dress, and wig.
"What do you think?" Asahi asked, his voice laced with embarrassment.
My gaze narrowed as I savored the beauty before me. "I knew you had a girly figure, but you really look like a girl now."
Asahi's face burned brighter. "You look extra adorable," I acknowledged, offering a thumbs-up.
"Is this enough?" he asked, his embarrassment palpable.
I walked closer, suddenly kissing him. He stepped back, hiding his lips with the back of his hand.
"Onii-Chan, what are you doing?" he asked, scared.
Asahi's eyes widened as I suddenly grabbed his butt cheeks, pulling him closer. I started massaging them gently.
"Onii-Chan, stop. I feel scared and weird," he pleaded, his breath ragged.
"Your ass feels so soft and plump, little bro," I whispered, savoring the sensation.
Asahi's face contorted, "Onii-Chan, I feel weird."
I scooped him up, sitting on the bed with him on my lap. He looked up, his voice barely above a whisper, "Onii-Chan, I feel weird down here."
"Want me to make you feel better?" I whispered, my lips touching his earlobe.
He hesitated, then nodded, "Y-Yes."
A mischievous grin spread across my face as I gently stroked his penis. "Does it feel better?" I whispered.
A mischievously grin spread on my face as I grabbed hold of his cute penis and started giving him a gentle hand job..
"Ahh…!" he cried, his body trembling.
"Does it feel better?" I whispered, my lips grazing his ear.
Asahi nodded, his voice barely audible, "Y-Yes."
I slipped my hand inside his dress, squeezing his nipple. A sharp gasp escaped his lips.
"Onii-Chan, not my nipples, my body feels weird," he protested, breathlessly, tears welling up in his eyes.
His ragged breathing filled the air as I continued my gentle assault on his body.
"Onii-Chan, something feels weird, as if I'm going to pee," he gasped.
He climaxed, crying out "Onii-Chan!"
"Asahi, I'll make you feel good if you help my cock calm down," I asked.
"O-Okay!" he agreed, his voice barely above a whisper.
"What should I do?" he inquired, his face beet red.
"First, open my pants and stroke my dick," I instructed.
He slowly opened my pants, pulled them down, and grasped my penis, starting to jerk it off.
"Now lick it," I directed.
"Like this?" he asked, starting to lick my cock.
"Now put it in your mouth and use your hands and mouth to move the foreskin up and down!" I instructed.
He looked at it, gulped, then wrapped his lips around it, bobbing his head up and down.
I grabbed his head, bobbing his head faster. "You're really good at this, Asahi," I complimented.
As I bobbed his head, all I could hear were his moans.
"Asahi, I'm going to cum, take it all," I warned, releasing deep in his throat.
His eyes fluttered open, drinking it all in. As he pulled out, he started coughing, eyes teary.
"As promised, I'll make you feel really good. Lay down," I asked.
As he lay down, I started licking his nipples. He moaned louder, hiding his flushed face behind his hand.
Then I grabbed his hips, starting to finger his asshole.
"Onii-Chan, that place is dirty, don't put your finger there," he pleaded.
I inserted another finger into his pink hole. He moaned, throwing his head back.
As I continued, he climaxed again.
"Onii-Chan," he looked at me with pleading eyes, "I feel really weird, and my whole body feels like it's burning."
I removed my fingers, starting to use my tongue. I licked the outline of his pink entrance, and then I shoved my tongue deep inside his hole.
He moaned, climaxing again, "Onii-Chan, don't use your tongue."
His body betrayed him, responding to my touch.
"As I realized lubrication was done, I warned him, "We're going to have sex now; I'm going to insert my dick in your pink hole."
"Wait… What?" he gasped, but before he could protest, I shoved my dick up his asshole.
He threw his head back, eyes fluttering open, body trembling violently. The sudden shock made his eyes teary.
"Onii-Chan, stop! My butt's going to break if you move so roughly, pull it out!" he cried.
"You actually feel really good; your dick is hard right now," I teased.
As I continued fucking him, he wrapped his legs around my waist, pulling me deeper.
"Your hole sucks me in like a black hole. As I pull my dick, it sucks me back in. What a naughty ass-pussy you have." I teased him.
I continued pounding harder. His butt squeezed around my cock.
"Onii-Chan, I can feel your dick hitting my prostate deep inside me," he confessed, breathing heavily.
"Asahi's trembling voice whispered, 'Onii-Chan, hug me; I feel scared.' He raised his slender arms, his eyes pleading for comfort. I enveloped him in a warm embrace, my arms wrapping tightly around his fragile frame.
'Onii-Chan, kiss me,' he begged, his lips parted in anticipation.
Our tongues intertwined, saliva mixing in a sensual dance. Asahi's breathing quickened.
'Why did you need the money?' I asked.
'I... umm... wanted to buy a birthday present for you... Onii-Chan,' he stammered, his chest heaving with pleasure.
My love for him surged, fueling my passion. Asahi's petite body trembled beneath mine, his smooth skin glistening with sweat. My heart filled with love for him and it made me pound him harder.
I lavished attention on his nipples, eliciting a whimper. His nails dug into my skin. The double sensation making him lose his mind.
'Onii-Chan, don't be so rough,' he gasped, his voice barely audible.
Onii-Chan, I am going to cum," he announced, his inside clenching.
"I am going to cum, too," I declared, "Lets cum Together,"
Our synchronized moans filled the air as we climaxed. My release filled his depths.
Afterward, we snuggled, Asahi's arms wrapped securely around me, his delicate face nestled against my chest."
"Onii-chan, I love you,'" he confessed, his eyes wide and earnest, searching mine for reassurance.
"I love you too," I replied, my heart swelling with warmth as I leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on his lips, a gentle gesture that spoke of our close bond.
Later, when our parents returned, they handed him the money he had asked for. But he shook his head, smiling, and said, "I already got it from Onii-chan." We shared a quiet laugh, a shared moment of understanding.
Our parents looked at us, puzzled, clearly unsure of the bond we shared. They had no idea about the silent understanding and affection that passed between us, woven into moments they couldn't see.
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