Date: Mon, 15 Jan 2024 16:54:23 +0000 From: sunnysideboy Subject: Sissification of my brother Part 2 Hello everyone. I bring you another part of this story, I hope you like it :) I'm answering all the mails, I really appreciate your comments, feedback an ideas, I really do. If you have any suggestion or inspiration for the story please let me know. If you are liking it, please consider donating to this great website that allows us to find each other through these stories at the link https://donate.nifty.org/. Disclaimer: Remember that It is a fictional story whose sole purpose is to entertain, it does not promote or condone any type of act contrary to the law of any country and should not be read by minors. *** The following days were... complicated for me. Danny wouldn't leave me alone; he always wanted to be with me, whether playing video games, watching TV, or at the mall. He followed me everywhere. It's not that I didn't want to be with him, but it was becoming increasingly difficult for me to control myself, especially when he started making more overt advances, like caressing my thigh while driving or sitting on my lap or hugging and playfully kissing my neck. I mean, they were seemingly innocent actions that any brother might do, but Danny's eyes revealed his intentions. He had enjoyed me almost jerking him off, I was sure, and he wanted me to do it again. In any case, doing so had been beneficial for everyone because Danny had left his brat phase behind and was starting to behave like the boy he was before. However, I was not the same as before. I couldn't stop debating whether what I had done had been wrong or whether it had just been a slip, or a joke taken too far. Every time I saw my little brother, I thought about how his boner had felt in my hand, small, hard, and defined, and above all how I wanted to feel it in my hands again. I thought that if he wanted it and I wanted it too, there should be no problem, but then I thought that it didn't work that way, that it wasn't correct, that he was my younger brother... every argument had a counterargument and to avoid thinking about any of that I jerked off; Ironically, my thoughts while doing it took me back to Danny... so at one point I decided to stop pretending and started masturbating looking at the pictures in the publication where his photos were. I was becoming a real gooner. Well... the weeks passed slowly, unhurriedly, and one Friday I picked up Danny from his swimming classes. As he approached me, he was only wearing a hoodie and his speedo, with wet hair falling over his shoulders as he slowly dried it with a towel. "Ready? Did you have a good workout?" I asked. "Yeah, I'm ready... just that... well... I don't have diapers anymore," he replied, avoiding my gaze. "No problem, when we get home, you can put one on. It's not such a long ride." "Thanks, bro." "So, how was the training?" I asked as we walked to the car. "Pretty good, competitions are coming up soon, so I need to prepare better... also, I'd like a new speedo; the one I have is starting to come apart at the seams." "Well, maybe tomorrow we can go to the mall and get a new one. What color would you like?" "I think pink." "Pink? And why is that?" I asked genuinely interested. "Just because," Danny replied with a smile and got into the car. As he did, I tried to look away, but I couldn't help but notice his round ass held by his tiny swimsuit. I drove home with a tremendous boner in my pants. Upon arrival, we noticed our parents were out. I went to the kitchen to find the pizza place's phone to order some dinner. I was just starting to dial when I heard Danny calling me from upstairs. I sighed, hung up, and went up a bit irritated. "What's up, Danny? I'm ordering some food," I said, entering his room. "I can't find my diapers... do you know where they are? I think my parents moved them." "Yeah, they put them on top of your wardrobe," I answered, and as I was about to turn around, I saw my little brother trying to reach them, but due to his height, he couldn't. He stood on tiptoes, barely touching the edge of the package, so I went back in, reached them, and handed them to him. "Here you go, little one." Danny looked at me with a smile, and I messed up his hair. In thar moment, he looked more like a younger sister than a boy. I'm about to leave, but Danny stops me by holding my hand. I turn to look at him, but he doesn't say anything. He just holds onto me with one hand and holds his diapers with the other. "Don't you want to order pizza for dinner?" I ask. "Yes, I do, but... would you help me?" "Help you with what?" I ask, but I already know what he means. I just want to hear him say it. "To put... this on," he shakes the diaper package while his face turns red with embarrassment. I pretend to be bored, sigh, and tell him it's okay, but inside, my heart hammers against my skin as if it wants to burst out of my chest. My hands tremble, and my mouth feels dry. I've never been so excited in my life. "Shouldn't you know how to put them on yourself?" I ask as I open a package and take out a diaper. They have a characteristic scent that fills my nose. "Yeah, but I still don't know how to do it properly. When I wear them under the school uniform, the pants keep them in place, but at home, they sometimes come undone," he says, taking off the hoodie. Then he sits on the bed, and slowly, looking into my eyes, he lowers the speedo that ends up at his ankles. He kicks it to the corner of the room and lies on the bed without taking his eyes off me. I go over to him and start to change him. I lift his legs and stretch the fabric under his back. Then I adjust him again and as I'm about to attach the elastic straps I notice his boner and how he doesn't have a single hair around it. I don't think my brother shaves that area... so I guess he's either hairless or he hasn't grown any hair yet. We look into each other's eyes, silently and again thoughts that I'm doing something wrong assail me, but this time it's impossible for me to stop. I stroke his boner and take it in my hand. He closes his eyes for the first time, as if at last a wish he had been asking for a long time has been fulfilled. I start to slowly masturbate him, but not only that, I lean over him and start kissing him as well. Danny slowly opens his eyes, looks at me for a second and starts kissing me back. I can't believe I'm kissing my younger brother who is 14 years old. His kisses are awkward, inexperienced, but he makes up for it with passion and ambition. Under my hand I feel his body move around with pleasure. With my other hand I touch his nipples and pinch them a little to stimulate him further. It doesn't take more than a few minutes before my brother starts moaning louder and louder and I feel him cumming all over us. After that I immediately pull down my pants and using his cum as a lube, I start to jerk off over him too, looking at his girly hair, his 6-pack, his feminine face and his eyes that look at me with lust as I come on his dick and leave it full of my cum. I've never cum so much in my life. I leave him completely soaked. Big drops begin to slide down his skin. We kiss some more, trying to regain our energy and air. I pull away from his lips, but a string of saliva holds us together. I'm about to stumble out of the room when Danny breaks the silence: "Aren't you going to finish putting my diaper on?" he asks. I nod, go back and look for something to clean him up. When I find wet wipes, he stops me and says: "Like this, I want to stay like this all night." I smile and my boner, despite having just come, gets even harder. I finish diapering my brother with both of our cum still on his dick and skin. "I should order pizza already if we want some dinner" I say with a smile and leave the room. Danny spreads his legs as he sucks his thumb in reply. *** We are on the living room couch watching TV, or rather listening to it, because we have been making out for hours. As soon as we finished the pizza we started making out and we haven't stopped. My lips are sore and Danny has already wet himself -I can feel the warmth in his diaper-, but neither of us wants to move or get off. This is too sexy, especially since Danny has nothing on but his diaper. The passion begins to escalate. Now it is Danny who touches my boner over the fabric of my pants, but we hear a car pulling into the garage. We immediately separate and try to tidy ourselves up a bit: we arrange our hair, our clothes and pick up the plates and the pizza box to take it to the trash. I'm picking up the Coke cans when I first notice a cardboard box in the corner. I see that the recipient is Danny, so I ask him what's in it. "Oh? That box? The agency sent it. Sometimes they give us the clothes or products we use. It's from the last photo shoot, it's just girl clothes, so..." he pauses, as if an idea is rapidly developing in his head. Then he looks at me smiling and I notice how his diaper is starting to fill again. He's wetting himself on top of the excitement of a new fantasy. And I'm about to imitate him.