I really wanted more from my big brother I wanted his dick in ever hole I had. As many times as I could get it in me. I wanted to be his little whore....I lay back down on the bed. My little almost flat chest was revealed to my brother. I had very small breasts, with small areolas and tiny hard little nipples. I am eight years old, 3’ 9” tall and weight about 50 pounds. My brother 14 yrs old stood over me at 5’ tall and 100 pounds. As I laid on the bed naked with him standing naked over me he. “Do you feel the pain fading? It’s time to heal yourself.”“Okay,” whimpered Kora, her voice so small. “But ... I ... I can’t remember.”My stomach chilled.“What?” I said, mouth growing dry, the pain in my arm fading beneath the surge of fear through me.“Rithi, I need you...” She shook her swollen head. “No, no. It’s ... Rithi, bless my ... my ... What?” Tears shone in her left eye. “Sven, I...”Kora Falk“It’s okay,” Sven said, his voice so far away.Why couldn’t I remember the words? They were.... It is all she can do to nod an unsmiling acknowledgement if we meet in the street. The rumour in the neighbourhood is that she is a retired psychotherapist.For some time I had been aware that my neighbour would watch me from her bedroom window in the evenings, if I happened to be in my bathroom. It is in this room that I enjoy masturbating in the nude, in front of a full-length mirror. I especially like ejaculating over the mirror, letting my spunk run down the glass in ropes.Late one evening,. But then I started to like this image. I confessed this to Sunil. Then once I went to his house in the evening. We were watching some hot pics in the magazine.We thought to dim the light and masturbate seeing the pics. We saw pics of some hot ladies and started to stroke our dicks and imagine hot stuff with them. Then he told me, “I am imagining your mom,” and in reply, I said that I am imagining your mom. We both continued and finally came off.We did this kind of stuff often. We imagined our.