I’m Worried Because My Younger Brother Doesn’t See Me as a Younger Brother

Chapter 73

I’m Worried Because My Younger Brother Doesn’t See Me as a Younger Brother

My parents divorced, and I studied abroad for 15 years, and it was as if I only knew that my younger brother existed. But now that they’re brother and sister, even if they ask me to live together… they only see me as a man…?

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Chapter 73 – One Bed (4) [Additional Scene]

“Stop, each other… ?”

When I was told to take a shower together, I thought that it was literally only the shower water that went together, but my younger brother didn’t seem to think so at all.
The bathroom of the house was a structure that combined a toilet and a shower room, and there was a shower booth divided into sections by a glass wall on one wall.
My brother and I went into the shower booth, which was not very wide, and turned on the water while keeping our bodies close to each other.
As the water started dripping from the fixed head and we started soaking each other warmly, it felt as if the warm energy that touched my skin was seeping into my body.

My brother and I were staring blankly at each other.
As she blushed, she looked up at her sister, and for some reason her body with water droplets and wet hair looked very erotic.
It was a different feeling from being drenched in sweat, and hoping that the sound of the shower water would cover up the sound of my pounding heart.

“Something feels… Weird, it is…”
“… What?”
“Mo, I don’t know…”

I raised the temperature of the water to the point where the warm water felt slightly cold while my heart was pounding.
Then, the shower room was filled with steam, and I, who was watching my younger sister soaked in warm water, brushed her wet hair up and said, wanting to hide something embarrassing.

“Sir, I will wash you.”

Looking up at my brother, I suddenly wondered if the shower head was too low.
I was bathed in water from head to toe, but perhaps because her younger sister was tall, no matter how much water she got, it only reached her chest level, and I felt like I had to bend over to wash her hair.
Body wash can be provided, but I thought that my brother would have to shampoo himself, so I washed off the dust on my body, turned off the water, squeezed the body wash into my hands, rubbed my hands together to make bubbles, and I started washing myself.
However… When I put my hands on it, it was difficult to wash my brother’s body properly.

“Oh…”
“Why?”
“Two, my heart is pounding… I’m surprised.”

At first, I rubbed my sister’s chest with the palm of my hand, but I felt the sound of her heart, so I stopped and carefully put her hand back on my chest.
Then, through her hand, she heard the sound of her brother’s heart beating, beating, beating.

“Right… Wow… Wow…”
“Sister… ?”
“Ah, ah… No, Mr., I will wash it for you.”

It was very embarrassing, but I also became very excited just to feel the heartbeat of her sister in her hands.
I grabbed my sister’s arm and washed it for no reason, but I kept rubbing and touching her palm because it felt good to feel the veins on her hand.

“Sister?”
“Oh, no…”

I had my sister turn around, wipe her back, wash her ass and legs, and then turn her sister around as she climbed up from her feet.
Then her younger sister’s was revealed in front of my eyes, and while I was still looking at her already grown-up sister, I silently looked up at her younger sister and lightly placed my hand on her.

“Oh…”

When I held it in my hand, I could feel my heart pounding.
Feeling a bit strange, I diligently lathered my sister’s with both hands while feeling a loud pounding sound in my ears.
I suddenly remembered comparing the size of the slippers to the front door, so I gently brought my arm up to compare the length of my brother’s and mine.
Looking at it like this, it was pretty similar in thickness to my arm… The length seemed pretty similar from elbow to wrist.

“… What are you doing?”
“Uh? That, that… Size, comparison…”
“… With your arm?”
“Yes…”

Looking down at me like that, my younger brother asked me if my behavior seemed strange, and I answered honestly, and my hands that held his brother’s things in a sense of shame slightly went into strength.
For some reason, it became harder and stiffer, so it was good for holding it, rubbing it up and down, and soaping it, but it kept jumping up and down, and I was surprised.

“Now, please stay still… You can’t play around.”
“Because that doesn’t work out…”

I eagerly held my brother’s things with both hands and washed them, being careful not to touch my nails.
I touched the shape of the mushroom head spread out sideways nicely on the side of my thumb, and cleaned every nook and cranny of the lower part where there was a difference in height.
After that, I grabbed it with my hand and moved it up and down several times, and at the end, I knelt down in front of my brother and put my hand under him and lifted him up, lightly holding the pocket he was working hard on every day, and moving it up and down as if squeezing it weakly.

“Ugh, wait… Sister, that’s…”
“Oh, are you sick? Sorry… Can I pull it just a little bit?”

I made a loop with my fingers and gently wrapped the two pills that fit in my palm and pulled them very lightly to make the creases slightly taut and clean them.
Gently scrub the back with your fingertips to wash it, and wipe the folds of the flesh…

“Can I wash you now?”

After that, I used the shower to wash away the soap bubbles, and I sprayed water on my brother’s back, chest, and legs, and finally washed the soap bubbles on his things with water.
For some reason, it seemed like he liked the feeling of his younger brother’s head jumping up and down. It looked cute, so I unknowingly kissed him.

“… Well, then I’ll wash too.”

After doing it unconsciously, I felt a bit embarrassed and immediately straightened my back, stood up, and started lathering my body.
Then, suddenly, my younger brother hugged me from behind, put a large object between my buttocks, grabbed my breasts with his two large hands, held one in each hand, squeezed it lightly, and then slipped away, touched it as if it were missing, and then grabbed it again. .

“Oh… No, no… Ha… Ha…”
“Wouldn’t it be okay to wash it?”
“Haha… Haha… No, no no…”

I tried to keep my balance, but that became difficult when my brother started shaking his hips.
The thing that was stuck between the buttocks suddenly completely fell off and came in between the legs, and at the entrance, I rubbed the side of my brother’s pillar and touched my chest like a toy.

“Whoop, whoop, whoop, no, sha, shower… Wash, wash and in bed…”
“It’s washing it.”
“No, no, no, this is not for washing. Whoop, whoop, whoop…”

My sister hugged me, touched her breasts, and shook her waist.
When my sister’s body touched my wet buttocks and the sound of flesh hitting my body was very loud, I was really embarrassed to the point of dizziness. He shook his back vigorously and made a lot of dirty sounds.
I was so embarrassed by the sound that I turned on the water in a hurry.
However, the younger brother seemed to have no intention of stopping shaking her waist while being hit by the water, but rather put down his hand that had been touching her breast, and again, he ran his fingers down from under her armpit, grabbed her waist, and held her still. I started moving more delicately.

“Ha… Ha… Ah ha… Huh…”

Every time my brother’s body bumped against my hip, I was gradually pushed back by him and pushed forward, and I bent down to put my hand on the wall and put my butt out.
The more I did, the more I heard an inexplicable thud, thump… When I turned my head and looked behind me, it seemed to be a little uncomfortable because of the height difference. My sister was bending her legs and lowering her waist a little, so her knees kept bumping into the tiled and glass walls in the shower room.

“… There, this, this… Whoops, whoops…”

I hurriedly put my hand on the wall and moved carefully, rubbing my chest against the glass wall.
The rectangular shower booth has narrow glass walls on the left and right, but the front and back are long, so just turning it sideways did not cause my sister’s knee to hurt, and for some reason, the younger sister was very excited and grabbed my silence followed and squeezed her waist. I was shaking it.

“Ha ha, cli, no kid, you can’t do that…”

When my sister’s hooked the back of her head and kept scratching my clitoris, I asked her not to.
But rather, as soon as I said that, my younger brother nastyly scratched that place even more persistently, and in the end, I felt my body lose a little bit of strength and rubbed my cheeks and breasts against the glass wall as if I was about to collapse and pushed my butt back.

“Ahhhhh… ! Here, no, it’s dangerous, it’s dangerous…”
“Whoa… Whoa… Whoa…”
“Come later, come later, whouuuuu… !”

I tried to stop my brother, thinking that the floor was slippery and really dangerous in a place like this, but he didn’t listen to me at all.
Concerned that it would be difficult to bend my legs, I stood on my toes and raised my hips, so the floor felt very slippery. I ended up putting my stomach against the cold glass wall to balance even a little, and my brother pushed me against the wall. I shook my back as if I couldn’t move.
Then I heard a knocking sound from the side of the boat, bean, bean, bean.
Surprisingly, I hurriedly lowered my hand on the glass wall, gently wrapped my palm around her sister’s to protect it, and hurriedly said,

“It hurts, it hurts! No!”
“Oh, does it hurt?”

Then my younger brother was immediately startled and let me go, and he walked away from me.
Her sister put her hand on her shoulder to hold me in case I fell, and in the meantime, the soap bubbles were washed off my body, and I caught my rough breath and looked up at her brother.
And I bumped into the glass wall and scolded my younger brother, who must have been very painful, by stroking it with the palm of my hand as if to soothe it.

“Pocket like that, if you knock on it… It hurts… You can’t do that.”
“… Yes?”
“The glass walls are so hard… You can get hurt, so please only do it in a soft place…”

I looked up at her sister with a very worried expression, really worried that she might get hurt.

I’m Worried Because My Younger Brother Doesn’t See Me as a Younger Brother

My parents divorced, and I studied abroad for 15 years, and it was as if I only knew that my younger brother existed. But now that they’re brother and sister, even if they ask me to live together… they only see me as a man…?

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