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Maybe I was wrong. Maybe what I felt has damned me to deepest pits in hell, but it couldn't be help. I love himMy little brother and I have always been close. He was born prematurely when I was two. So since then I dedicated seventeen years of my life to protect him. I had graduated with a scholarship and was accepted to study abroad and that meant being away from home for at least four years. Away from home meant, being away from Kasumi. Who would protect him from those pervs on the street after I'm gone? Let me first start of by telling you why I felt the way I felt for him. Kasumi had long straight black hair to his waist and mesmerizing brown eyes. His lips stood out like bright red rose petals on his pale translucent like skin. His built was so slim that it was one of the reason I never thought of laying a hand on him. He was a gentle soul, escort always calm and collective. Nothing flustered him. He was like an idol. I, next to him, seemed like the cold and serious brother. At first, it was the ultimate case of a brother-complex, but as I grew older, my feelings for him grew stronger. Soon, my dreams were filled with Kasumi with legs wide open for me to enter. I'd wake up drenched in sweat with a throbbing hard on. No matter how much times I jerked off, I was never satisfied. Guilt ate at me every time I jizzed all over myself just thinking about pounding into my little brother's frail body, having him moaning my name in that sweet voice of his.* * * * *The night before my departure, I decided to hang out with some of my friends. They wanted to give me a good-bye celebration. I'd much rather have enjoyed it bayan escort with Kasumi and my mother, but my mother was out with a new boyfriend and Kasumi was studying late at a friend's house. It was no use for me to be home alone. My south regions felt neglected and the sake I drank was working into my brain. "Tachibana! Why the long face? Shouldn't you be excited to be studying abroad?" Yuki, a girl who clearly had a crush on me, asked. To be truthful, she was a really good looking girl, but the only reason I kept her around was because she looked like Kasumi a little. Apart from the outer appearance, everything else was annoying. "Are you worrying about that cute brother of yours?" teased Eiji, another one of my friends."You and that brother complex of yours.You're too old for that Tachi," stated Akira, a lesbian friend escort bayan of mine. I already knew I was too old for this. I was nineteen and still wanted to spoil my seventeen year old brother, so sue me.After far too much drinking, every one wobbled their way home, except Yuki. She stuck to me like gum. It was clear that the both of us were drunk and that she wouldn't leave unless I did. To every shot I made, she looked more and more like Kasumi. I needed to get rid of some energy, because I really didn't want reach home in the state I was in."Wanna go to a motel?" I asked. Her face lit up and answered gingerly with a yes. So frustratingly gullible.Obviously, we made out and such. Her body was writhing under my hands and her soft girlish moans echoed off the walls, yet I felt absolutely nothing. Even as my fingers played and pulled at her hardened nipples, all I could think about was Kasumi. How would he react if I touched him like this?"Fuck!" I exclaimed. "I can't do this," I realized and started dressing myself."Tachibana? Where are you going?" she asked on the verge of tears.