Incest Seduction/Probe your brother on his feelings for you while he continues

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You keep your legs locked tight behind your brother in order to keep him pressed into you as firmly as possible. The two of you are very much aware that he's poking your pussy through his sweat pants but neither of you have the courage to address it. In part worried that he might bring it up and make things awkward, and in turn stop groping you, you try to find something else to talk about.

"I... I wear padded bras."

Stupid, stupid, stupid...

Zack nods. "Yeah. I can see... and feel why."

That's not very nice of him. You know you're small, but he doesn't have to be mean about it.

"Well... it's not my fault or anything. It's embarrassing to not have boobs."

"Sorry Kimmy. At least you're not flat."

You peel his hands off of you and stare down at your chest. Laying on your back like this, you look pretty damn flat. You glare at your brother a little, giving him a pitiful, hurt look, before allowing him to touch you again.

"Okay, well... you're not totally flat. They feel like boobs to me."

Looking away, you prod him a little. "Then you like them?"

"What? I mean..." Zack ponders that for a moment, giving a few experimental kneads and tweaks. "I'm not answering that, Kimmy."

"Why not? It's because you don't like them, isn't it?"

"No, it-" Zack glances at mom and dad and lowers his voice, leaning a bit closer (and a bit harder) into you. "It's because you're my baby sister."

That crushes you a little. Baby sister. Is that all you are? You're just a kid to him?

"Fine. Then pretend I'm not."

"Huh?"

"Pretend I'm a freshman at your college. Pretend I'm... your girlfriend." You can't say it without batting your eyes like some tweenager. "You would tell your girlfriend, wouldn't you?"

"Kimmy..."

"Who's Kimmy? I'm Emma." You pause, forced to draw a deep breath thanks to your brother still dutifully fondling your chest. "What are my tits like?"

Zack sighs, looking really embarrassed to be doing this. "They're... small. But they're super perky. Really cute. They kinda suit you. And your nipples are tiny, but so responsive." He demos this fact, flicking a pointy nip and watching it stiffen sharply. He also seems to stiffen along with you.

"O-okay," you stutter, feeling your ears burning. "Now... tell me as a brother."

"Kim, why does it matter?"

"I just... I just want to know that you like me."

"Of course I like you Kim."

"But... do you like my tits?"

Zack goes silent. He stares at your chest as he caresses your forbidden assests.

"...you have nice tits Kimmy. They're small but still squeezable."

You swallow hard. "Do you... like squeezing them?"

Zack wiggles out of your grip, reversing the hold, then pinning your hands on the countertop on either side of your head. He has to lean into you even harder now. You can feel his thing throb against your mound even through his pants. "

"For real, what's up? What has gotten into you?"