My little brother was playing with my nipples while grinning, which was disgusting… 'You're not a girl, so stop touching me,' I would warn him, but he saw me touching my nipples while masturbating. That's how it all started. 'You always make fun of me, yet you're touching your own nipples!' My little brother began his daily nipple development sessions with me. As he kept twisting and turning my nipples, they became as sensitive as a clitoris, and I ended up becoming obsessed with them.
