My beautiful brother, sweat beaded on his face, eyes crushed closed, was breathing like he had so many weeks ago as he pressed against my bottom. With a deep grunt, he pressed forward. I imagined his cock shooting fluid deep inside his friend.

Tavis pulled his cock out, and a thin line of his fluid dripped down toward Sean’s scrotum. Kneeling, he massaged it into the sensitive skin, reached around, and grabbed greedily at the turgid flesh. Sean began to jerk under Tavis’s assault and shot a long line of cream onto the sofa.

Both boys collapsed into each other. They both remembered me sitting there in the room with them at the same time.

I stared at them with wide eyes and pressed my hand harder against my crotch.

“Minna, do you need something?”

I could do nothing but shut my eyes and whimper.

I felt the sofa shift as Sean crawled toward me. I opened my eyes to find both boys within touching distance. I reached out and took Tavis’s cock in my hand. It was still heavy with blood and began to come alive under my fingers.

Sean surprised me by unbuttoning my pants and then pulling them off. He coaxed my bottom up as he removed my panties.

I leaned back into the softness, Sean kneeling on the cushions under my behind.

We didn’t talk as my brother and his lover shifted my legs apart. I felt Sean’s long fingers run through my folds. He pulled them apart to further examine me and found my firm nub. His fingers circled as his other hand drew moisture from my opening and coated my pussy with it. He inserted his fingers into me and reached places that only I had touched.

Sean probed and rubbed me until I came in his hands.

Tavis brushed the hair out of my eyes and asked, “Do you need something more?”

My barely discernible nod was all that was needed.

Sean had become fuller and firmer again, and Tavis coaxed him to hardness with his still-slick hand. I felt the pressure of Sean’s cock at my entrance. He flexed his hips and entered me slowly. My tunnel stretched to a fullness that I had only imagined from my one brief experience. Once Sean penetrated me completely he began to thrust with more urgency.

Tavis sat on the arm of the sofa behind me and cradled me as his lover—our lover—shared the power of the first time. As when we were children, Tavis and I did not take life’s steps alone.