Chresanto and I have been close friends since we were in diapers; literally. He's always had my back and taken care of me when I need him most. We've shared one another's secrets and slept in the same bed; we're not afraid to change in front of each other and a couple of times when we were younger, we would take baths together.
But now, things aren't the same as they used to be. I'm fifteen and he's sixteen, and I've picked up on some "changes" around the house.
Sometimes he walks around without a shirt on or even when we're cuddled up somewhere watching a movie, I get these "urges" and strong feelings for him that I'm not even suppose to have for my brother.
I can't fall for my blood brother, although there's just something about him that keeps pulling me back, no matter how many times I try to deny the love I have for my brother...
