“Mum, and Dad won’t support our relationship and you are with Mark,” he said.

I shuddered atop him, “You want a relationship?” I asked.

He nodded, “I love you, Kimmie, I have for a really long time.” At his words, I shuddered and shook. I felt tense, and my back strain as an orgasm rocked me. I squirted over him, biting my lip to stop me from making too much noise. I tasted blood then I slumped over onto him.

He rolled me over and started to fuck me slowly, “Are you ok?” he asked.

I moaned, “Fuck yes,” I said as he slowly fucked me. “You really want to date me?” I asked, moaning.

Jethro nodded, “So much yes,” he said.

I moaned again, “God, that’s so hot. I love Mark,” I told him as he was fucking me, “I don’t want to leave him, but,” I shuddered again, “but maybe he would be alright with me dating you too?”

He groaned as he continued to fuck me, “But what happens later?” he asked, panting.

I wrapped my arms around him to hold him, “What do you mean later?”

He leant into me and kissed me, his tongue delving into my mouth. I returned the passionate kiss before he pulled back and asked. “When I propose, when we want to get married?” My fingers dug into his back as I shuddered again cumming onto my brother’s cock. “When we want kids?”

I shuddered, “God, Jethro fuck me, make me yours,” I moaned. “Tell me what you want?”

He continued to slowly fuck me, “I want you Kimmie,” not only had his pace slowed further, but his motions were different. Instead of holding me, he was cuddling me. His lips kissed my neck and lips softly as he said, “I want you to be my girlfriend.” I shuddered again as my brother confessed his love to me. “I want to see you walk down the aisle towards me in a white wedding dress. I want to watch our kid's first steps together with all the way through till they are married.”

I was constantly shaking, creaming my brother’s cock as Jethro told me he wanted to marry me and have kids with me. “I don’t care if you are still with Mark,” he continued, “as long as you are with me.”

“Oh God, Jethro,” I moaned, “make love to me, at least tonight, I am your girlfriend, and tomorrow I will talk to Mark.”

He shuddered when I said I was his girlfriend tonight, “I want a white wedding with you, and then to head up to the honeymoon suite where you make love to me and give me our first child. To go away together where no one knows we are brother and sister and can just be man and wife.”

I felt him tense and moaned again, “Please, Jethro, cum in me,” I begged him.

He squeezed me tight as I felt his warmth fill me. I moaned quietly, a soft long orgasm rippling through my body as the climax of my brother making love to me filled me. Then he collapsed on top of me in a sweaty, shaking mess, panting heavily and kissing me. I kissed him back in genuine loving affection.