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It Started With Mistletoe

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We are 11 months apart. That's the only thing that has ever been between us. Hanging the mistletoe still gives me a thrill.


Growing up, the mistletoe always got hung first, before any other Christmas decoration. Mom and Dad would kiss below it and then the decorating would begin. My brother Terry and I would also kiss under the 'toe (as we call it) to emulate our parents.

Eventually, as it happens, Dad left but Mom said that shouldn't stop us from kissing her or one another. It didn't and still doesn't. We didn't always wait for the mistletoe to go up, but somehow it was always a little more exciting, the first one under the 'toe for the season.

Growing up, there were no kids nearby, so our closest friend became each other. Yes, we had other friends but we are best friends. Even through out teens, we remained close.

At some point, our kisses grew passionate. It felt nice, it was fun, and we liked it. (And still do)

Over time, the passion of our kisses led to touching and exploring one another and exploring ourselves.

We would often talk about our self-exploration (yes, jacking and jilling) what we did, how we did it, and what the results were. When we got older, Terry asked to watch me finger myself. Before I knew I even said it, I blurted out, I have been waiting for you to ask! Yes!

We were alone, we knew we were crossing a line, we were both so excited! That afternoon he watched me come, and I watched him come to.

Omg why did we wait so long to do it! To this day, I love watching him shoot, and I love knowing he's watching me.

Our Christmas tradition, after the kisses under the 'toe, is to jack and jill under the tree as soon as we are alone. We have many other traditions now, we don't wait for the holidays to enjoy one another's shows.

We also enjoy doing it for one another, and we have our toys. For a period of time we agree to only use hands and toys. The day someone mistook us for boy and girlfriend, and we didn't correct them, that prohibition ended. We are well into adulthood and see no reason why we should adopt a more traditional brother and sister relationship. The mistletoe went up last week, that first kiss under was as passionate as ever.




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