I always have liked teasing my brother. It has always been the silly innocent sibling teasing but it changed quite a bit lately. It started, again innocently, when over the weekend I wanted to take a shower.
I was already undressed in the bathroom when I heard the door. My brother tried to get in but of course I had it locked.
"Please let me shower first, I need to catch the bus!" I heard from the other side of the door. I knew this was true, he already overslept, but I assumed he'd miss it anyways, but apparently there was a reason he didn't mind today.
"I'm already naked", I replied, "What do you offer if I let you go first?"
It was silent for a few seconds when the offer came: "I'll give you a massage when I get back." That offer I would not reject. He worked at a massage parlor after all.
"Alright, let me cover myself up and I'll let you in!" I honestly wasn't expecting an offer at all, I was just being the little annoying sister, but a massage is always something to look forward to. It would be the first time my brother would give me one so that was sweet.
I put on my bathrobe, grabbed the clothing pile and walked out the bathroom. "Thanks bro, I am looking forward to that massage later today," I said when walking out.
My brother is 24, about 5 years older than I am, and quite a bit taller than me. If he wouldn't have been my brother, he'd be the typical guy I'd try to hook up with. So, looking at him when he's not wearing much at all, like how he was standing in just his shorts outside of the bathroom, always turned me on a bit.
I went back to my room, and with like 10 minutes to kill I was a bit bored. And of course, when I'm bored, slightly horny and pretty much already naked, I ended up on my bed with my hand between my legs. And with that, the 10 minutes passed quite fast and my brother was out the door before I got back to the bathroom.
A few hours later my brother arrived back home. "I'm ready to cash in the promise you made," I said to him when he entered the living room.
I still was under the impression he would not fulfill his promise but it appeared he really would and said I should get ready and come to his room.
Of course, my brother got lucky in our house. He got the bigger bedroom of the two of us, and his room actually fit a queen-sized bed. So obviously if he'd have to give me a massage his bed was the logical choice.
I asked what I should wear and he said: "If you want me to massage your back, it better not be covered". It made sense, but that meant I'd have to go without a bra. And the last time he saw me without one was back when we were still small and I obviously had no b-cup breasts.
I decided to wear my bikini top. It was easy to take off while still not being exactly topless. I went to his room, lay down on the towel he'd prepared and I unstrapped the top.
My brother had nice firm hands and it felt great on my back. Apparently, I really could use one of those massages and I felt my back loosen up already. I have no idea how long he'd been going when he said he was done. It probably was at least 20 minutes but maybe more. With the success he'd gotten with my back I asked him if he could massage my legs too. Only problem, I was wearing shorts, and those had to come off.