I'm quite strange in many ways. Ever since puberty, I've been looking at my younger brother with lecherous eyes. Of course, I look at girls the same way, but before I knew it, I had even started to mistakenly think of my brother as not being a girl. What kind of person am I? And what do people use to measure gender anyway? It's all a mystery. In my perspective, my brother might be male according to his official records, but he is definitely a girl. If he's a girl, then it's only natural that we love each other, right? What do you mean, it's not okay because we're brothers? If you cling to such old-fashioned common sense, your life will never be fun. One day, I just couldn't help but want to have sex with my brother, so I playfully took his penis in my mouth and was delighted to feel it grow big and hard. 'Feels good, feels good. Maybe I'm even more of a pervert than you are, big bro... So let's do more kinky stuff,' he invited me, and finally…
