I had always had a fondness for my brother. My feelings that I had towards him came naturally, and I didn’t know what to do with them. I knew my lust for my brother was morally wrong, even considered a sin. But knowing that didn’t stop all of my dirty fantasies I had about him, James. James was only a year older than me and we had always had a deep connection. He would pick me up and swirl me around in the air when he was...