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Imagine sonny as your twin. You know you shouldn't feel the desire for your older twin to monopolize you sexually but you have no control over what your pussy and heart feels. You often dream about kissing his small lips, his slender neck down to his lean chest... You want to run your hands from his stomach down to his crotch and squeeze it and play with it like you do with your play doughs. Keeping yourself composed has been hard whenever you see your twin being bothered by annoying flies. You feel possessive even though you're only his twin. In your eyes, sonny is only yours alone. His image is the one you see whenever you touch yourself in the middle of the night, it is his name that you scream out whenever you reach your peak. You're in love with your twin too much it's starting to feel unbearable. The heat that you feel, the itch, the jealousy; all those feelings are starting to be uncontrollable. Maybe one day, you'll get to do all those things with him. In a place where no one knows the both of you so no one will judge you for loving your brother more than a sibling should.
