Happiness is a warm one
When my brother and I went off to college my mom sold the house that had been a financial burden for her and bought a two bedroom condo. We both came home for Thanksgiving and she apologized for only having two bedrooms but she had gotten twin beds for the guest room so we should be okay sharing the room. We had Thanksgiving dinner and I had wine and the Thanksgiving nap kicked into high gear. I had the strangest dream that my brother and I were making love. I woke up to use the bathroom and looked at my brother sleeping soundly when I came back and decided to cuddle up with him. I had my back to him so he was large spooning me. His arms reached around and the hug felt comfortable and I fell asleep. I woke up and while my head was still groggy I could feel hands on my tits fondling them. For a minute I thought I was still dreaming but I was getting more clear headed and it was true that my brother was playing with my tits. I figured he was probably in his sleep thinking it was his girlfriend and figured no harm done and enjoyed the cuddling as I fell back to sleep.
I woke up abruptly to a hand squeezing between my butt cheeks and a finger playing with my asshole before pressing inside me. I was fingered for a while and it felt awesome so I just let it happen. He took his finger out and I was feeling something bigger and softer pressing between my butt cheeks and as he grew firmer he was pressing his dick against my asshole. I hoped that he would keep going and sure enough he started thrusted and the head of his dick was inside my asshole. He started a rhythmic rocking and his dick was going deeper and deeper each time. It was hurting but felt good too. I was still groping my tits and fucking my ass harder and harder. I couldn't resist moaning out loud. He put his mouth to my ear saying Shhh... and began kissing my neck. Finally after one last thrust I could feel his cum starting to ooze out around his dick as he softened and eventually slipped out. I fell asleep with my nipples being lightly pinched and rolled between his fingers.
We never spoke about it and it never happened again. Not sure what to think about it. I tried getting in bed with him again later but he just gave me a brotherly big hug and we both fell asleep that way. Over breakfast mom said she came into our room to call us for breakfast and she saw us cuddled up like we did when we were kids so she just let us sleep in a little longer. I was concerned at first and looked to my brother for a conspiratorial grin but he acted like she said nothing and there was nothing out of the ordinary while I was sweating thinking thank god she hadn't walked in on something more. Thats the end of that. And, like I said, nothing ever happened again. I had mixed feelings about that. I still prefer anal sex over any other kind.
Lucky brother!