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Sometimes I think like this. What if my sister had been someone else?

If my sister and I had been born in different families, would we have been able to continue together without fear?

Would it have been possible to like normally, love normally, and live normally? Was it possible to have a relationship that was so secret and didn’t have to be hidden?

The answer to that was ‘no.’

*

“I’m sorry for not being able to take care of you. I’ll at least give you a card, so eat whatever you want and buy clothes if you need them.”

“Huh? Where are you going?”

“Dad and Mom have a business trip. I’ll come a little later.”

“How long will it take for it to arrive?”

“… Well, that’s fine. I will definitely stop by next month.”

I was in my first year of middle school, and I spent each day feeling like I was still in the sixth grade of elementary school. As my father’s business prospered, he began to travel abroad frequently.

When we suddenly announced our breakup, my house felt shabby.

After receiving a credit card with my dad’s name on it, all I could do was look up at him blankly.

I didn’t make any childish noises telling me not to go. Because I knew my dad would go anyway.

“Hansol.”

“Yes?”

“Now listen to your sister carefully.”

“Yes… .”

My mother spoke to me as if she was admonishing me as she dragged the carrier next to me.

I nodded and said I understood what my mother said.

“Then, you two get along well. You can get along well because you’re not a child anymore, right?”

“It’s okay.”

Dad waved his hand and said hello one last time, and my older sister smiled reassuringly and sent my parents off.

Parents who suddenly leave the room. The house suddenly became quiet.

I was bored. I felt like my vitality had disappeared.

“Sister.”

“Why?”

“I’m bored. The house is so quiet… ”

“If it’s too quiet, should I at least turn on the TV?”

Originally, my parents would chat and we would occasionally join in and talk about various things, but with my parents gone, I didn’t know what to talk about.

As I was rolling around on the sofa, I felt so quiet and bored that I ended up calling my sister.

Then, as if trying to comfort me, my sister took the TV remote control and pressed the button.

“I don’t think it will be quiet at all if it stays like this. What do you think?”

“Yes. Good.”

My sister leaned back on the sofa and glanced at me.

I lay down next to my sister and looked at the TV screen.

If it’s an entertainment program, it’s an entertainment program, if it’s a documentary, it’s a documentary. We just changed the channels on the TV, and sometimes, if we thought we wanted to watch something, we stopped changing the channels and chatted about what was on TV.

“Ah, that person appears a lot these days.”

“I guess that’s how you become famous.”

You can simply look at people and talk to them,

“Mukbang seems to be a trend these days. It’s a broadcast where everyone eats.”

“I’m hungry. Hansol, should I order something to eat?”

“What should I eat? Chicken?”

He also talked about broadcasting topics tailored to trends.

Maybe he was afraid that if we didn’t do this, our relationship would fall apart.

I didn’t have any parents, and I was worried that if I became distant from my older sister, I would feel alone at home, so I desperately made up stories.

There was no fighting or anything like that. During the time we spent together, we learned how to give in to each other.

I gave in to avoid fighting, and I gave in to become closer.

As a result, as time passed, our relationship became increasingly closer, unlike other siblings.

“Is Hansol there?”

“Huh? Sister, why?”

“No, today my friends said something strange… It’s a bit difficult to watch alone, so I thought I’d watch it together.”

One day, my older sister came from school to talk about something with her friends.

My older sister came home from school and played with the computer by herself, then called me who was watching TV on the sofa.

When I turned off the TV and went into my sister’s room, she looked for me with a confused voice.

For some reason, his face seemed to be turning red.

“… What is this?”

“Aye, the kids told me.”

On the screen, there was a scene where a man and a woman mixed their bodies. At first, I couldn’t tell what scene it was.

But for some reason, my heart was racing.

When I saw the naked man and woman touching each other’s bodies, I felt something strange happening to my lower body.

I was embarrassed by the sensation I was experiencing for the first time, and my sister looked at me cautiously.

There was silence between us, but the man and woman in the video were lusting after each other, not knowing how to keep quiet.

“… … .”

I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen,

“… Hansol.”

My sister called my name.

“… Uh, huh? Why?”

“Okay, let’s stop watching.”

I was slow to react, so I answered hastily to avoid what I was concentrating on.

I felt like my face was getting hot.

Fanning myself with my hand, I glanced at my sister, and saw that her face was also blushing.

My sister, probably because it was hot, flapped her clothes and turned off the computer screen.

The first time I encountered pornography, I felt like I was losing my mind.

I couldn’t forget the feeling of heat and hardness in my groin.

“I want to see you again tomorrow.”

“… tomorrow? Ha, Hansol. I just wanted to watch this on my own, so I asked to watch it together… Let’s talk about it tomorrow.”

I couldn’t forget that scene, so I started talking to my older sister.

Then my sister looked at me with her eyes wide, as if she was embarrassed.

I panicked and tried to stop me, but it had already made an impression on my mind.

*

next day. In the end, my sister couldn’t overcome her curiosity and played the video like yesterday.

I’m sure this is something only adults see, but I couldn’t stop because I felt a sense of immorality for seeing something we shouldn’t.

For some reason, I felt like I was deviating, and after watching the video, I got so excited that I couldn’t control my emotions.

“… Ugh, Hansol.”

As time passed, my older sister began to tremble.

I tried to stop my sister, thinking I would stop seeing her again this time.

I wanted to see more, and I couldn’t stop here.

“… Do you want to try it with me?”

But my sister said something different from what I thought.

And our relationship started with this one word.

*

“Hansol, wake up.”

“Huh?”

“arrived. Wake up.”

“Uh… Sorry, I fell asleep.”

Perhaps because he said that, the dream seemed to be a replay of that memory.

When I opened my eyes to the sound of my sister’s voice, I realized that I was inside a shaking bus.

I felt like I fell asleep as soon as I got on the bus. I never thought I was tired, but it felt like fatigue that I didn’t know about had built up.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Sorry. Wasn’t it uncomfortable?”

“No, it’s okay. Make an apologetic face for something like that.”

My sister spoke to me in a kind voice.

I scratched my head and stood up shamelessly.

Then my sister laughed and waved her hand.

“Oh, I have to go home.”

“… Well, your parents are leaving tomorrow, right?”

“That’s true, but.”

After getting off the bus, I looked up at the house. A fairly high-floor apartment.

As I let out a sigh with my shoulders drooping, my older sister patted my back with a wry smile next to me.

What your sister said is correct. He won’t be gone for long, so I’ll have to be patient for a little while.

I hope this story doesn’t come out again for no reason. There was a feeling like this.

“Sister.”

“Why?”

“If you go to your parents tomorrow, give it to them.”

“… ”

“It doesn’t matter because it’s Sunday anyway.”

I walked helplessly and called my sister. Then my sister tilted her head and answered.

As I spoke with no energy, my sister stopped walking and made strange noises.

I didn’t understand why I was reacting like that, even though I usually do it.

“Dae, Daedalani… ”

“… What?”

“If you ask me to do something, I will do it, but if you ask me to do it, doesn’t it sound weird?”

“Isn’t your sister taking it sensitively? I used this phrase often, but why are you acting awkward all of a sudden?”

My sister seemed to be a little offended by my choice of words and asked me to correct it.

But is there really anything to say? I shrugged my shoulders as if wondering what was strange and continued talking to my sister.

I’m not sure if I’ve ever used the word “please give me something” before, but it was too bothersome to bring up old memories and discuss whether I used that word or not, so I just glossed over it.

“Mmm. Am I being sensitive?”

“Haven’t you become more sensitive because you’ve been paying a lot of attention to things since your parents came?”

“Maybe so, maybe not… ”

As I was talking about this and that, my sister was thinking deeply about something while tilting her head.

“Let’s go. What are you thinking like that?”

“Ah, go, I’ll go.”

I suddenly stood there and approached my sister who was in trouble.

Then, he gently pushed his older sister’s back and hurried his steps, and she stopped thinking and started moving her feet.

“Now, now. When people are tired, they naturally become sensitive, so let’s go home and sleep for now.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

I patted my sister and took care of her health.

Then my sister nodded to me as if she was grateful.

“Wow?! What, what happened suddenly? Why are you touching my butt?”

“Expression of affection?”

“It’s an apartment complex. Could you be a little more careful?”

“Okay, okay.”

For some reason, I felt like teasing my older sister, so I took a step back, lowered my body, and put my hands on her butt.

When I grabbed it tightly in one hand as if holding a dodgeball ball, my older sister, who was surprised, threw her body upward and screamed.

At a glance, you could see the surprise on his face, so he looked cute.

When I shrugged my shoulders and said it was an expression of affection, my sister puffed out her cheeks and protested to me.

“I went~”

“Did you have a good walk?”

“Yes.”

I took off my shoes and entered the house, saying hello to my mother who was sitting in the living room watching TV.

Then my mother turned her head, glanced at me and my sister, and smiled.

Well, it would have been enough if I had just said hello. Thinking this, I went straight into the room.

Anyway, if you’re sitting at your desk doing your homework, you won’t be able to talk to him.

“What should I say.”

After coming into the room, I was doing one or two assignments, looked at the time, and took out my smartphone from my pocket.

I unconsciously clicked on the messenger app and sent a text message to my sister.

1 o’clock in the morning. It’s my parents’ bedtime, but my sister is not sleeping, so I’ll take it.

[Me: Sister.]

[Sister: Why?]

[Me: Come to my room for a moment.]

When I called my sister through messenger, she seemed suspicious and was coming to me, but I heard the door quietly opening and closing outside.

“Why did you ask me to come?”

“It’s accumulated a bit, so I’m going to ask for it to be released.”

“… Didn’t you come here because you woke up last night? Just wait a day. You have parents.”

“It’s because my sister doesn’t know anything. Men usually accumulate quickly.”

My sister came into my room, gently closed the door to my room, and asked what I was doing.

I patted my crotch and asked my sister to release it. Then my older sister made a bewildered expression and began to scold me.

When I shrugged my shoulders and said, “I don’t know,” my sister sighed.

“ is not allowed. The sound is too loud.”

“Then just do it with your hands.”

“… Okay.”

I urged my sister on without saying that my sexual desire suddenly increased due to a dream I had on the bus.

My sister sighed and knelt in front of me, as if she had finally lost.

My sister unbuttoned my pants and pulled down the zipper, then slowly and carefully lowered my pants and panties and moved her hands.

“ugh.”

My sister held my stiff penis and moved her hand a few times, then stuck her tongue out over my penis as if it was uncomfortable to move.

He let the needles hang down and used them like a gel to make it easier to move.

There was gel on top, but I forgot to mention it. But it was actually a better situation.

“Ugh, what kind of sign is it that you ask me to masturbate without even holding a gel? I’m asking you to do this so I can tell my parents when they wake up.”

“You fell asleep quickly, but there is no way you would wake up. Besides, my parents never come into our room.”

“That’s true, but.”

“Sister, I’m not that good with my hands. If this continues, it won’t end anytime soon.”

“Noisy.”

However, perhaps there was too little saliva, and a stiff feeling still remained.

My sister, who was waving her hand up and down, sneered and complained, and I scolded her, saying it was okay.

Then my sister nodded and moved her hands as if she agreed with what I said.

As time passed, I didn’t feel like I was going to ejaculate. When I spoke to my sister as if provoking her, she opened her eyes and looked up at me from below.

For some reason, I felt a little conquered as I glared from below to above.

“I think it would end a little faster if I did it with my mouth, right?”

“… Cum quickly. Eup.”

My sister seemed to have finally given up on just using her hands and kept the glans in her mouth.

The older sister looked really cute as she put the penis in her mouth and made cute sounds like “Haup.”.