Date: Mon, 22 Jan 2024 18:38:59 +0000 From: sunnysideboy Subject: Sissification of my brother Part 3 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. *** We need to talk, Danny and I... urgently, but I don't want to do it at home where our parents can overhear us. So, I'm inviting him to dinner after his ballet class. I text our parents saying that I'll be taking Danny out for something to eat at the mall to spend some time together as siblings, and I wait till he finishes his class. This time I feel it lasts too short. My eyes are riveted on my brother's legs, on how long they are and how the tights make them look sleeker and more uniform. The same goes for his abs, which under the leotard it looks compact, firm and with muscles bulging out of the fabric. His pink lips glow every time he turns and does a pirouette, and his cheeks are flushed from the heat and movement. But what catches my attention the most is his ass: it looks round and lifted, almost crying out for me to touch it and take it in my hands. His bulge is also perfectly highlighted under the fabric of the leotard. The fact that he is wearing a diaper makes these attributes stand out even more and I start salivating. I really hate my brother. If it weren't for him I wouldn't be feeling these things. I never thought I would feel such a powerful attraction to my brother, let alone a boy of 14 years old. I feel uncomfortable, dirty, perverted... but that contempt is proportional to the lust I feel and the excitement it causes me. However, I can't help it, I can't help seeing his androgynous face and not imagine him blowing me. I can't look at his body and not imagine him underneath me, moaning as I ram into him. I can't stop thinking about him wanting it as much as I do. At last, his class is over. My brother comes out in his dance uniform and warm boots on his feet. He is surrounded by the girls who take classes with him, all wearing pink tutus and leotards. I can't help but imagine him in one of those. Soon... He takes a sip from his water bottle, and when he finishes, he asks me intrigued, "Did you already tell our parents that we're going to dinner?" "Yes, I sent them a message a little while ago. Come on, do you have all your things?" "Yeah, I have everything in my backpack." We get into the car. I'm almost trembling. It's like I'm on my way to my first date with the girl I like, but in reality, that girl is my younger brother. I shake my head to push away that thought and position myself behind the wheel. I drive to the mall, which we reach in less than fifteen minutes, for which I am grateful because the conversation between us in the car is awkward and evasive. We know we're going to talk, but we both want to do it in a less confined space. We go to a small Italian restaurant, where some tables are occupied, not too many, but enough so that our conversation won't be heard throughout the place. "Aren't you going to put something on top?" I ask my brother when I see he's still in his dance uniform. "No, not now at least. I'm too tired and don't feel like undressing in a public bathroom right now." "And aren't you afraid someone will see you the way you are now?" Danny shrugs. "I like how I look. Many guys... and girls too, would like to look like me. That beats whatever others might think of me." We sit in a table close to a window, order a pizza and a couple of sodas that don't take long to arrive, and when they do, we start talking... I hold nothing back; I tell him everything I feel for him, what he provokes in me, what I like it, and how I hate that I like it. I tell him the fantasies I have with him... I take his hand over the table while telling him that it excites me to see him in swimming and ballet lessons. How I love that he has such feminine features... Then he responds by caressing my leg with his foot. To my surprise, he answers in the same way. He tells me that he has liked me not just recently and that more than once he has tried to turn me on in one way or another. That he likes wearing smaller speedos so that I can see them, that he likes to wear girly clothes to provoke me, and that I had finally noticed. "That's why I used to change in the car when you were driving because I wished you would touch me or get excited or do something, you know? But you never did... well, not until recently. I almost wanted to be a girl so you could like me" I am in shock. The pizza on my plate is now as cold as my own hand. I mean... I hoped my brother would reciprocate some of my feelings; after all, we came together the day before, and my cum stayed on his skin. However, I didn't think it would be this much... or that it had been for so long. I don't know how to react... I don't know what to do now. "So... could we say that besides being brothers, we are... boyfriends?" Danny says with a shy smile on his face. He has a bit of sauce on one cheek... I take a napkin and wipe it off. "Let's see what happens..." I say, taking his hand in mine again. "We don't have to rush things." Forty minutes later, he and I are kissing intensely inside one of the cubicles in the restaurant's bathroom. I'm on the toilet and he's on top of me. He rubs against my crotch swiftly as he kisses me. He sticks his tongue in me and swallows my saliva, I pull his leotard down to his abdomen so I can touch his nipples and lick them. Damn... how I wish he could give me milk with them... We don't say anything to each other, but we don't have to. Danny has the initiative and he gets on his knees in front of me and struggles to pull my pants down. He wants to suck me, but that would be dangerous because it would be seen under the cubicle door, so I lift him up and as I can, I manage to take off his leotard, tights and unbutton just a little bit his diaper. It takes me too much work to do it, between the excitement, the adrenaline, the nerves and the tightness of his clothes I almost end up tearing it all at once. However, after I do it my patience is over, so I only have time to wet my fingers with saliva and lubricate my dick a little bit before I put it in Danny's ass. I feel that it hurts him, but when I ask him if it's ok he moans with pleasure and tells me to fuck him at once, that he wants to do it and that he wants me to put it all the way in. His whispers excite me even more. His voice is like a girl's. That makes me grab him by the neck and shove my dick all the way in at once. Danny lets out a moan before covering his mouth with his hands and then allows me to fuck him as I please. My dick is all the way inside him so I pull it all the way out and pull it all the way back in in one go. I do it several times like this, feeling my brother opens and receive my cock, how his insides take my dick. We rearrange ourselves. He's against the door and I position myself behind him and ram him again and again, shaking the whole cubicle. If anyone comes in, we're doomed, but right now I don't care about anything, I just want to fuck him and fill him with my cum, so I concentrate on doing that. His legs are clamped to mine, I grabbed him by the hair to get a better grip. Even in the awkward position we are in I can see that the size difference is extremely obvious between us. I want to hurry up and get it over with, the stress of feeling like someone is listening or someone is coming in is eating away at me. Little time passes before I pull my brother's hair, lifting his head to mine so he hears when I say "I'm going to cum inside you, Danny." He nods and begs me to do it. That turns me on some more and before I know it I'm cumming in my little brother's ass. I flood him with my seed, which spreads all over his insides and he moans. "It's... so... warm" he says. I know I've cum more than I ever have in my life, I don't need to see it to know. In fact, I'm about to black out from how good that was, so I sit on the toilet to recover a little. A few minutes pass before I hear the bathroom door open. Without a second thought I lift Danny off the floor and place him on my lap. He, as if he knows what to do, leans his legs against the door so they can't be seen underneath. I hear someone come in, take a few steps towards the urinals and start whistling... after a few seconds he goes to the sink, I hear the water running and then the electric dryer. The footsteps leave the same place they came in and Danny and I let out a sigh. "Let's get out of here" I say in a whisper. "Yes, please." *** We pay the bill and leave the restaurant. No one gives us a look or a grimace of displeasure... everyone perceives us as two brothers who went to eat pizza on an ordinary day and that makes me feel a strange emotion in my stomach. Danny holds my hand for a few moments. He looks at me and kisses my cheek. "I love you, bro," he says. "And I love you, little one" I reply. We go back home and, as best we can, try to resume our routines. Danny goes to the living room to do his homework and I send the papers that the colleges have asked me for. These are my last months at home before leaving for college. Our parents talk to us, but neither of us are paying attention to anything, we are too distracted, counting the seconds to be alone again, which happens when the night falls and our parents go to sleep. It is at that moment when Danny enters my room. It's not something we had planned, but I'm also not surprised that he's the one who comes in. "I can't sit down" is the first thing he says to me, laying face down on my bed. "I'm sorry" I reply, feeling a sharp sting of remorse in my chest. "No, no, it's okay, I just thought it was a joke that someone could fuck you until you couldn't sit down." We talked for a while, about nothing special, our tastes and what we want to do in the future. I want to go to college; he wants to pass his exams and maybe enter to a proper dance school. Slowly we get closer to each other and again we are kissing, this time slowly, lovingly and tenderly. "You know... I still carry your cum in me... I don't want to change my diaper before going to sleep. I want to keep feeling it between my legs." That turns me on again, but my body has no more energy to do anything else for that night. The stress of the restaurant was enough. I limit myself to feeling my brother's crotch and feeling his diaper, already heavy by that time. "You know what I'd like?" I ask him before kissing him again on the lips. "What?" he asks biting me playfully. "Go to the mall with my younger sister...and take her to the movies" I tell him with a wink. He looks at me, smiles mischievously and giggles. "Shall we go tomorrow?" "Yes, I like the idea but... aren't you afraid someone might see you?... one of your classmates?" "Yes, but... I'd also be excited if it happened."