Erotic PoetryBrotherly loveBrother has discovered
your fascination
with mother’s underclothes
Now he wants to play house
Late at night
You, dressed to thrill
he slithers into your room
And into your mouth
No, you think as he sinks deeper
Yes, he moans
Hormones rule
You acquiesce
Your mouth sucks
Your stomach churns
Cum clothes your face
Conscience burns
He slips away
You shed lust's garments
Now left alone
Dressed in shame and guilt
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