Voyeuristic Intentions: Hot for my Brother

My brother is coming home from his first year of college today. My parents have left the house to gather “stuff” they need for his party tonight. My job was getting his room ready, making the bed, straightening up the clutter that he called his collections. I had fresh sheets on his bed and was snooping as I ran a dust rag over his dresser. In the top drawer he had some pictures wrapped in a sock.

I knew that he dabbled in photography and had turned his closet into his own dark room, but these photos I had never seen. The top one was his old girlfriend in that awful purple bikini she had worn the summer before. A few more of her and then the next one took me awhile to figure out that he had taken them from inside of a closet…my closet. There was my bed, and my desk…the only thing not in the photo was me. As I wondered why my brother had hidden in my closet with a camera, the next photo left no doubt. He had moved the camera closer to the knothole in the old wood and showed me standing at the foot of my bed my face hidden by my red tank top as I was pulling it off.  After that were photos taken in succession of me removing my white skirt, bending over, my ass facing the closet as I took of my black lace thong. Next to my closet is a mirror and I have spent many hours in front of it, looking at my naked body. My brothers camera captured this display on film and he had kept it, hidden away.

At the end of the stack of photos were 3 that had not been taken from my closet but rather in his own bedroom. The first one was a self portrait in the mirror above his dresser. He was naked, standing sideways, his hard cock pointing horizontally away from his body. It was thick and  long, I’m guessing at least 8″. The next photo was straight on, and in this one he had his hand wrapped around the base of his cock, his balls hanging below, and about 3 ” of cock and head rising above his hand. I was getting turned on looking at my brothers naked body and eagerly looked at the final photo. He was still facing the mirror his head thrown back slightly and cum was sticking to the mirror, on the top of the dresser and sitting thickly on his still hard cock. I put my hand between my legs and felt my panties under my skirt. They were already getting wet from my dripping pussy. I took the photos over to his bed and set the 3 of him out in front of me. Quickly I removed my panties and climbed up on his bed, spreading my legs wide and dipped my finger into my wetness.

I swear thinking about my brother made my juices even sweeter that normal. With my other hand I pulled my tank top down and pulled my DD tits from my bra. I began to squeeze my nipples, loving the sensation the pain was sending to my pussy. My clit is sensitive on the underside (kinda like a cock) and I began to rub my thumb back and forth beneath it while I wiggled 2 fingers into my pussy. Wishing I had a vibrator or dildo with me I started to get up and as I was getting off the bed, the door opened the rest of the way and there was my brother, his hard cock already in his hand. He must have gotten home early and had obviously been watching me.  “Looking for this?” He said as he moved across the room…what happens next?