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'finished.'"
     
    "I bet. That's pretty much how I've been waking up
too. Kind of annoying really."
     
    He shrugged. "Not much we can do about it."
     
    I nodded and let the subject drop. After a while I
leaned closer to my brother and snuggled up to him. He seemed fine
with that, and eventually even wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
Despite it being kind of early for us, that was how we fell
asleep.
     
    ****
     
    The first thing I noticed about the dream that night
was how much more real it seemed. It was like how I had dreams
sometimes that felt completely real at the time, but when I woke up
it was obvious I was in the real world. This time, even though I
knew I was dreaming, it had something very close to that real world
feel. I couldn't figure out how to explain the sensation any
better, even to myself.
     
    "Does anything seem a little off to you?" I asked
Tyler.
     
    "Yeah. Yeah it kinda does."
     
    He was surveying the room like it was the first time
he'd been there, with a bemused look on his face that probably
matched mine. I walked over to him and gently put a hand on his
shoulder. Somehow he even felt more like the real him than
normal.
     
    "Weird," I said.
     
    "Mm-hm. You think it's 'cause we're sleeping closer
to each other than usual or something?"
     
    "Who knows. We barely understand what's going on at
the best of times."
     
    "True."
     
    "So anyway," I said, clasping my fingers behind my
back and giving him my best 'innocent' face, "what are you planning
on doing to me this time?"
     
    He chuckled and turned toward the bed. "What makes
you think I have anything planned? You're always the one getting me
started."
     
    "But I like it when you take over. You're so sexy and
controlling when you want to be. Like when you ripped most of my
clothes off last time."
     
    "That was only because you were being, well, you. I
don't normally do that sort of thing."
     
    I stepped right up next to him and whispered in his
ear. "Well you can do whatever you want to me."
     
    I was pleased to see his eyes close for a moment and
his whole body shiver in anticipated pleasure. Pretty much the same
reaction I'd have had if he'd whispered something hot in my ear. I
still had to work on that.
     
    "You shouldn't say that," he said. "I might take you
up on it one of these days."
     
    "It's an open offer."
     
    "You're bad, you know that?"
     
    "Yep, and I know that you are too."
     
    I rubbed up against Tyler, making sure he could feel
my breasts pressing against him. It was very tempting to try what
he'd done to me and just start pulling his clothes off, except of
course that I didn't have the same strength he did. It wouldn't
have nearly the same effect if he had to help me the whole way.
     
    He tried to ignore me, but never stood a chance. I
was too persistent for that. I moved my hand to his upper thigh and
slowly slipped it toward his cock, knowing I'd find it at least
partly hard. Before I got there he stopped me and turned so we were
face to face. He looked into my eyes for a second, then leaned in
and kissed me.
     
    Whether it was a result of the increased sensitivity
we shared during this particular dream, or just the intensity with
which he embraced me, it was a completely different experience from
when I'd kissed him the first time. There was something very
primal, very urgent, about it. More than just an impulse brought on
by lust. It was quite possibly the most amazing kiss I'd ever
had.
     
    I melted in to him, grinding against his crotch and
grinning as his erection hardened in response. He held me close and
buried his face in my neck, unable to break away from me.
     
    "This is so wrong," he said. "In so many ways."
     
    "I know," I said.
     
    All of a sudden I was being pushed backward,
half-lifted by my brother while I tried to keep my feet under me.
My shirt was pulled roughly over my head, getting caught in my hair
for a second before it was free. He pushed me again and I fell onto
the bed.
     
    Tyler