Accident happens! Part 2 added

[Lola]

I think this will be a little different from the stories you usually read here. I've tried to make more reasonable and realistic i could but it's a 100% fake story! Remember that probably all the phycology part is wrong. I'm not a phycologist but i thought that explaining the psyche would have made the story more reasonable. Hope you could find it interesting and arousing!

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ACCIDENTS HAPPENS!

There is something about catching my 4 years younger brother naked that makes me feel a special connection with him. It’s not sexual or creepy, it’s more like a secret power, a bond that only we share. It's lovely when he blushes and scrambles to cover himself when I walk in on him changing, and the way his eyes meet mine, filled with a mix of embarrassment and a hint of defiance. It's like a silent acknowledgment that we're not just siblings, we're confidants in a way that no one else can ever be.

That day we were home alone. He was taking a shower while i was in my room doing my homework. The door of my bedroom faces directly the bathroom's one. I think is because of something deep in my psyche that i've left my door wilde opened. An unconscious part of me wanted to see my brother naked and leaving the door open while he was showering was a way to make it happen.

I mean it hasn't been accidental what happened that day and yet i haven't planned it with my conscious part.

When i heard the water stop Jim called me. "Lola! Can you bring me a towel? I've forgot to take one"

I sighed. How could it be possible? I know Jim is not the brightest boy on the earth but he wasn't that young to not check if there was a towel in the bathroom before taking a shower.

"I can't believe how dumb you are" i got up and went in the laundry room to take a towel. Obviously i didn't take one of the biggest. I chose one medium size. There wasn't anything mischievous in my choice or at least i wasn't aware of it.

I left the towel on the floor and went back in my room. Was it an accident that i've made it fall closer to my door than the bathroom one? To me it looked like an accident.

"Is on the floor!" i yelled to Jim and sat on my bed. My door still opened. After a couple of seconds. "Lola? Can you handle it to me?"

"No way! You're naked! I'm not interested in seeing you in your birthday suit!"

Perfect! Brilliant! How smart is my psyche! I've just admitted that i have no intention of seeing my brother naked and yet created the perfect occasion to make it happen. It's alway like this when it comes about unconsciousness.

I put down my book and felt the urge of relax and listen to music. I put on earphones and turned on the volume. My psyche has decided! She wanted my brother to get out the bathroom naked! The loud music in my ears didn't allow me to hear Jim's complaints, as if i wasn't right there, a couple of meters out of the bathroom.

I was feeling oddly good. I felt a sense of satisfaction growing in me. Something i couldn't explain. My shoulders began to move in time with the song and i was humming the lyrics. I was listening at "what's my age again". I think you can see the reason why that song popped in my mind in that moment!

I got up and began to dance weirdly. I felt like euphoric.

After a couples of minutes the bathroom door opened. My brother was standing there fully naked, the water still dripping from his body. His eyes were wide with shock. I was surprised by his sudden appearance, my eyes went down to his penis. I smiled and kept on dancing. "What a luck" i thought in that moment!

Jim has been probably too much surprised to see me dancing in my room and for a couples of seconds he actually forgot to cover his penis. When he did that i moved my eyes. I couldn't believe what was happening nor realize that i've actually made it happen.

He quickly stepped out of the bathroom to take the towel from the floor. Our eyes met one more time. He was embarrassed by the situation. I simply smirked at him and moved my eyes down to his crotch.

I saw his penis one more time when he wrapped the towel around his waists. He looked at me for a second. I simply raised my eyes as if i didn't care what i've seen. I was still moving my body in time with the song. I couldn't stop smiling to him.

Jim quickly turned back and went in the bathroom again.

What an incredible experience, I thought to myself, feeling my cheeks flush with excitement. Our eyes had locked in that brief moment, and I knew he felt it too—our connection had reached a new level of intimacy. The sight of him, naked and unguarded, had brought us closer than ever before.

Now let me tell you something about my brother because i think i'm not the only one who had the inner desire of make it happen. I think Jim also had the unconscious urge of being seen naked by me.

I think part of the reason why he wanted me to see him was because of the time our mom insisted i stay in the room during his physical exam when he was around 10.

He had insisted i leave the room but my mom overruled him and let me stay, and it was only after going into a tearful anger that he was able to get mom to have me face away during it, but it shook his whole world. He was kicked out of the room for my exam, and he felt such a deep hatred at the double standard, the lack of privacy he thought he was entitled to, and the humiliation of being naked in front of a female doctor, mom and me in the room made him furious.

Mother's prohibitions are very important in the development of the child. The reason he want to be seen naked by me is related to that day at the doctor. Everyone seeks for the love of his mother. If at 10 you're mom tells you that you need to let your sister watch despite being shy and embarrassed, you will. By letting me seeing him naked he says "Mom, i'm a good boy, please love me, don't scold me".

Jim lives a strong inner conflict about his naked body. He need to be seen naked by me to relieve the conflict. The key is that he feels guilty for being shy so, by letting me see, he pays for the sin of being shy and feels better.

Isn't it incredible how human psychology works?

Back to that day is not that strange that he forgot to check if there was a towel in the bathroom! Obviously, he didn't even care if there was one or not. His unconscious wanted him to not check!

When he went back in the bathroom he left the door slightly opened. I couldn't see anything from that little crack anyway. He must have filled the same satisfying sensation i felt. The embarrassment was making him feel good.

I changed song. Now i was listening at "Beep" from pussycat dolls. I sat on the bed facing the door. I was feeling so exciting, almost aroused. After a couple of minutes Jim get off the bathroom.

He had the towel around his waist. He was moving slowly, trying to not make the towel fall, maybe trying to not catch my attention. Facing me to see if i was looking, with one hand he was holding the towel, with the other he was closing the bathroom door behind him.

In front of me, right at the level of his crotch there was a bulge. He was showing me his erection. Despite being extremely embarrassed he was moving slowly giving me the time to see it. I had my mouth slightly opened and my gaze glued to the tent between his legs.

He swallowed when i smiled and walked to his bedroom to get dressed.

I think that me dancing in front of him while i was staring at his penis had driven him crazy. The erection was a clear sing of his satisfaction.

"Jim!" i suddenly called him. He walked back and without peeked inside my room keeping his body out of my sight.

"Open the bathroom door. And the window. Mom doesn't want the steam to ruin the walls," I called out, trying to keep my voice casual.

Jim, still wearing nothing but a towel over his boner, did what i asked him. The whole situation was driving me crazy as well. Now i was completely awere of my desire of seeing him naked and what i did, i did with my conscious part.

I took off the earphones and played some music from the laptop speakers. I began to dance while Jim was opening the bathroom window. When he turned back i reached out my hands to him. "Come on, dance with me!" i said smiling.

He looked at me with wide eyes and a red face, his hand on the towel that was precariously covering his erection. I knew he was feeling embarrassed but also a bit excited. I could see his chest rising and falling with rapid breaths.

"Come on, it's your favorite song!"

Jim hesitated for a moment, his hand still clutching the towel tightly around his waist. The bulge was still there. Then, with a gulp, he stepped into my room. As he did, I reached out and gently took his hand.

We danced hands in hands facing each other, my smile grew wider and his face reddened even more. I felt a thrill of excitement when i saw his towel falling down. I kept his hands firmly into mine. He was just starting at me with a dumb face, his mouth open slightly and his eyes wide.

I didn't want to miss the opportunity so i spun him around, pretending to dance more energetically than i actually was. As he spun, the towel slipped from his waist and fell to the floor, revealing his naked body. I watched him, my heart racing and my breath hitching in my throat.

I pretend nothing has happened and grabbed again both his hands. He seemed to not realize that the towel has fallen.

Of course he didn't notice the towel has fallen. He wanted to not notice. He secretly wanted it to happen

I could see his penis bobbing slightly as he danced. It was a beautiful sight, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of something deeper than mere curiosity.

Then i let go his hands and stepped back to admire his naked body. He watched me dancing for a moment then he realized his towel has fallen.

He raised his eyes to mine with a puzzled expression.
"What?" he stammered, glancing down to realize his towel had indeed fallen.

I couldn't help but smirk, shaking my head and playfully rolled my eyes before looking back to him as if to say, "Oops, what a clumsy mistake."

But Jim was beyond embarrassment now. His cheeks turned a shade of red so deep it was almost purple, and his eyes darted from my gaze to the towel on the floor. He stumbled backward, trying to snatch it up, his penis bobbing slightly as he moved. It was adorable, really—his clumsy attempt at modesty in a situation we both knew was far beyond that point.

He ran away and locked himself in the bedroom!

For the rest of the day there has been a strange tension between the two of us but we didn't talk much about what happened. We only agreed it has been an accident.
I felt so relieved to know that he didn't understand i invited him to dance with the purpose of seeing him naked. After all, for his unconsciousness it was much more convenient to pretend to not know! What an unexpected accident!

Nothing of what happened that day has been an accident. Both of us really wanted it to happen and it happened!

It's not a case that the situation repeated multiple times after that fateful afternoon. Nothing that happens in our life it's an accident!

[NudeBaG]

Nice job Lola

[jllash]

Excellent story, getting him to dance in a towel while holding his hands is genius!

[TeenFan]

Accidents happen.
Perhaps Jim accidentally leaves the bathroom door partly open, and the sister walks in on him while he's peeing.
Does she step up to the mirror to comb her hair? Does she start to brush her teeth? Jim left the door open, so it is all his fault.
They are late getting up for school, this gives her the excuse to stay in the bathroom while brother does his business.

The flashback part of the story has JIm at 10 and the sister is 14.
I'm guessing this naked dance takes place when Jim is 13 and the sister is 17. Since there is no mention of pubic hair or penis size
If Jim was much older, then a naked dance between siblings would come closer to the "sexual or creepy" that is mentioned in the first
paragraph.

[Lola]

Accidents happen.
Perhaps Jim accidentally leaves the bathroom door partly open, and the sister walks in on him while he's peeing.
Does she step up to the mirror to comb her hair? Does she start to brush her teeth? Jim left the door open, so it is all his fault.
They are late getting up for school, this gives her the excuse to stay in the bathroom while brother does his business.

The flashback part of the story has JIm at 10 and the sister is 14.
I'm guessing this naked dance takes place when Jim is 13 and the sister is 17. Since there is no mention of pubic hair or penis size
If Jim was much older, then a naked dance between siblings would come closer to the "sexual or creepy" that is mentioned in the first
paragraph.

You're right i've messed up with their ages. I'll try to fix it in the next chapter. He should have been a little younger in the flash back. I used phycology to explain why the naked experience wasn't "sexual or creepy" have i failed at it?

[TeenFan]

You're right i've messed up with their ages. I'll try to fix it in the next chapter. He should have been a little younger in the flash back. I used phycology to explain why the naked experience wasn't "sexual or creepy" have i failed at it?

No, you did not fail. I'm just stating at what age such an incident would be less "innocent", and that is at an older age.
The age of the characters helps us judge how normal or unexpected their actions are. The younger, the more innocent and cute
a younger brother would be, and he could do just about anything naked without it being considered "creepy".

Glad to hear you have at least one more chapter planned.

[Lola]

Accidents happen.
Perhaps Jim accidentally leaves the bathroom door partly open, and the sister walks in on him while he's peeing.
Does she step up to the mirror to comb her hair? Does she start to brush her teeth? Jim left the door open, so it is all his fault.
They are late getting up for school, this gives her the excuse to stay in the bathroom while brother does his business.

All good ideas! I have already something in mind for another chapter. I have in mind something funny about brushing teeth

[NudeBaG]

Accidents happen.
Perhaps Jim accidentally leaves the bathroom door partly open, and the sister walks in on him while he's peeing.
Does she step up to the mirror to comb her hair? Does she start to brush her teeth? Jim left the door open, so it is all his fault.
They are late getting up for school, this gives her the excuse to stay in the bathroom while brother does his business.

All good ideas! I have already something in mind for another chapter. I have in mind something funny about brushing teeth

Lola!
I’m genuinely excited to see where you go from here!
I definitely see you’ve grown as a writer, and am happy to see more from you

[steam train]

I enjoyed reading the first chapter and am anticipating where the story will go. Thank you.

[Lola]

That night i was already ready to go to bed. My oversized tank top was long enough to permit me to not wear shorts and it felt so cozy on my body.

I was reading a book when mom stopped by my open door. "Have you brushed your teeth Lola?"

"No" i didn't move my eyes from the book.

"Do you know how much a dentist cost? You're old enough to remember to brush your teeth by yourself. Don't make me tell you again!"

I didn't forget to brush my teeth but I'd learned that if I do that with Jim I don't have to clean the sink. Jim usually did that. It was convenient don't you think? If we wash our teeth together we can save water and time cleaning the sink just one time.

Yes! It was logical. Much more better if I do that with Jim. I was perfectly aware of that. But mom didn't have to know that otherwise she could have thought I was lazy. No. Mom didn't have to know I'm waiting to be with Jim in the bathroom.

"I'll do it mom..." i answered with a sigh.

In that moment my 13 years old brother yelled from the bathroom. "Lola! Can you bring me a towel?"

I exchanged a knowing look with mom. As always Jim had forgotten to check if there was a towel in the bathroom before taking a shower.

Without hesitation mom open the bathroom door and peeked inside. "Jim how many time I've told you to take a towel before showering? You can't always call Lola for that...why are you covering? I know how it looks. I've made it!"

Mom closed the door and went in the laundry room to take a towel for Jim. When she gave it to him she stepped in the bathroom with him stark naked. I was a little envy of my mother. She had rights over Jim that I didn't have. She could see him naked. I remember how glad I felt that time at the doctor when she let me stay in the examination room. Watching Jim naked ment a lot to me. It ment I was a woman just like my mother and I have with Jim the same special connection she has.

When mom get out the bathroom she left the door open. I saw Jim wearing only a towel around his waist. I smirked to him knowing how shy he was about his body. He blushed and, holding firmly the towel, he neared the door. He looked outside to be sure that no one was watching him and, as if was doing something spiteful, he slowly closed the door.
"I need the toilet!" he said to me before closing the door.


I closed my book and yawned. Our mom was now in the kitchen. We had the floor all for us. It was time to go to bed but first I had to wash my teeth! Yes. I can't go to bed without doing it. I needed to do it in that moment! I waited a couple minutes then I knocked at the bathroom door. "Jim? I need to do my teeth"

My brother opened the door. He was still wearing only the towel. I stepped inside the bathroom and closed the door behind me.
As always the two of us stond in front of the sink and began to brush our teeth.

For a moment I glanced down to catch a gilepse of Jim's penis but the towel didn't allow me to see anything.
As we brushed and brushed I noticed that Jim was staring intensely at the mirror. I followed his gaze and with surprise, realized his eyes weren't looking at his own reflection. They were fixated on my chest. I don't know why but that didn't bother me at all, instead I felt an odd sense of satisfaction.

I began to move my arm in a way that made my breasts sway. Then I glance down again. The towel was noe tented up and I could see his erection clearly outshaped.

With the toothbrush inside my mouth i let out a giggle, making my cheeks bulge out like a chipmunk. My eyes returned to the mirror. Jim was still enjoying the view of my breasts swaying. He was taking forever to brush his teeth and I was having too much fun to stop brushing.

I clenched the toothbrush in my mouth, feeling a thrill as I adjusted my oversized tank top, creating a more pronounced cleavage.

I stared down again.The towel had slipped slightly, revealing the base of his cock. That made me smile. Jim's teeth must have been cleaner than ever, but he kept on brushing.

I kept on moving my eyes from the mirror to Jim's boner with and amused expression on my face.

Then it happened. As I was busy watching him, Jim reached down to scratch his legs. His hand slid up under the towel and for a split second, I caught a full glimpse of his erection! What a stoke of luck!

And then he scratched again, more deliberately this time, allowing the towel to ride up further and loose.

When he finally bended over to spit out the towel fall on the ground reveling his naked penis to me.

My eyes widened for the surprise and the toothpaste spurted out of my mouth in a frothy mess, landing right on Jim's forearm.

"Hey! Wath the fuck Lola!"

Jim took a piece of paper to clean his arm without realizing the towel has fallen. For a moment I could enjoy the sight of his erection. It was around 4 inches and had a little of hair on the base.
My eyes were glued on it when Jim eventually noticed what I was looking at.

Each and every time my brother ended up fully naked in front of me for accident, there is a moment he let me watch. It looked like he was frozen by his own embarrassment.

In that moment i reached out and lightly poked my index finger at his erection and said "boing!" with a playful smile. The sudden touch made it twitch and Jim suddenly covered is penis. He didn't say anything. It was a way too embarrassed to say something.

I washed my hands without moving my eyes from him.
His skin was flushed a deep crimson as he stood there, his hands forming a protective barrier around his most private area. The sight of his vulnerability and arousal sent a thrill through me, making my own body tingle with satisfaction. My smile grew wider, a mischievous glint in my eyes.

"Lola, can you get out? " Jim finally managed to squeak out but his protest was feeble, almost as if he didn't truly want me to leave.

I raised an eyebrow, a smug smirk playing on my lips.

"What's the matter, Jim?" I taunted, gesturing with my hand the size of his penis. "Is it because it's big like this?" I raised my shoulders in mock innocence, my eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Lola, quit it. get out" Jim muttered, his voice shaking slightly as he tried to regain his composure.


But I was in no mood to let him off the hook so easily. With a sing-song tone, I mocked him, "Oh, the poor little guy's shy about his little birdie."

The word "shy" had some kind of magical effect on him.

Jim's eyes shot to the floor and his cheeks turned red as a tomato. His shoulders hunched slightly and he looked so much younger than his 13 years. It was like watching a little boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I couldn't help but find it absolutely adorable.

In that moment we heard mom walking up the stairs. We both froze, our hearts racing as the floorboards creaked beneath her feet. None of us wanted to be caught in such a compromising position.

Lucky mom didn't even noticed I wasn't in my bedroom and eventually we heard her walking back downstairs.

I looked at Jim and sighed. He was still covering himself with his hand. His embarrassment was palpable, as if the fear of being caught by mom has increased it.

I gestured to the sink with a nod of my head. "Why don't you clean up the sink?" I suggested, trying to ease the tension with a casual tone. I was about to leave the bathroom when, with my surprise, Jim began to clean the sink without bothering to pick up his towel.

Moments ago, his penis had been hidden by his hand, now it was out in the open. I couldn't help but stare, my mouth slightly agape. I couldn't believe he was letting me watch him like this. Jim was so shy about his body, and here he was, his cock standing tall and proud for me to see.

It was still semi erect, not fully hard but definitely not flaccid either. I know my brother was feeling my gaze on it. It was like I was touching it with my eyes.

I stond there with my hand on the door knob and stared at my brother for while he was taking a little too long to finish cleaning the sink. His eyes remained glued to the porcelain, avoiding any contact with mine.

Slowly, I let go of the door knob. I bent down to pick up the towel that had fallen to the floor. As I did, my oversized tank top slipped slightly, revealing my deep cleavage.

I took my sweet time folding the towel, giving Jim a clear view of my breasts. Letting him watch my boobs was like telling him I knew what he was doing and I didn't mind. It was like saying, 'I know you're a boy and I'm a woman, and that's okay. You don't need to hide from me'.

His penis reacted at my body. I smirked at him and he rolled his eyes but didn't cover his penis.

I put the towel, folded with no reason, with the dirty clothes. Jim watched me doing that and swallowed.

When he was done cleaning the sink, I gave him a cheeky wink. "Good job," I said before stepping out and left the door open me. I couldn't contain the smirk that spread across my face.

As I walked to my room, the thought of Jim's exposed penis lingered in my mind. For me it has been like being a mother for a moment.

Jim get out the bathroom fully naked. He closed the door giving me one last sight of his penis before going in his room.

I think i know why he did that. The combination of the word "shy" and the presence of our mom made him feel a deep sense of guilt. My poor brother has to do something to be forgiven for the sin of being shy. He deeply needed me to see him fully naked and cleaning the sink was a perfect way to keep his hands away from his penis.

His unconscious wanted him to be naked for me. I think it has not been a case his leg felt itchy right in that moment!

Why I've let him watch my breasts? I'm not sure but maybe it was just a way to make Jim think at me as a mother. A grown up woman. A woman who has the right to see a boy naked.