It was Saturday so there was no rush to wake him. Slipping out of bed, she donned a robe and made her way to the kitchen and began brewing some coffee...In the cold light of day she realized that last night had been a mistake -- a major mistake. Yes, she had been depressed and, yes, the alcohol hadn't helped any either and, yes, she had to admit she found Chris to be extremely handsome and virile and, of course, knowledgeable in bed beyond her wildest dreams. However, what they had done was. My life was about to change forever. My brother opened up bare-chested, with a pair of shorts on. I told him I didn't want to sleep alone, and after I persisted, he let me sleep with him in his bed.He was appropriate. He put on a shirt and put a pillow and a few shirts in between us on the bed. I fell into a deep sleep that first night. When I awoke the next morning, my brother was tapping me on the shoulder, telling me I should leave.I didn't want to; I was tired and also didn't want to be. This was starting to sound more interesting by the minute!M: I’m sure you could if you tried :-) Uh… make what two brothers?G: Hehe… I’ve probably said too much already.M: Okay.We talked a few minutes about some other things, but my mind kept going back to what she’d said, and I couldn’t let it go.M: Hey, can I ask you a personal question?G: Okay.M: Have you… done things with your other brother?G: ma-aybe ; )M: Did you have sex with him?G: YesI was stunned. I mean, I figured that was what she. I wanted to move, but found I couldn’t. Slowly her hips came to a stop, and all the blood rushed out of my cock in a heartbeat. I tried to speak, but had no words. I wanted to throw up, or cry. Mostly I wanted her to get off of me. Finally I put my hands on her torso and pushed her off of me. She landed on the bed, sobbing. I flew from the bed and stumbled for the bathroom. I got there just in time and vomited into the toilet. I was sickened beyond words. I stopped puking and looked down at my.