Since I was little, it's always been normal for me and my older brother to bathe together. It was just a part of our daily routine, something our parents knew about. But we weren't doing anything sexual—at least, that's what I thought. My brother would gently wash me, making me feel good in ways I couldn't explain. This continued every day, until things started to change when my brother got a job. That shift brought a new tension into our relationship, one that slowly turned our innocent bond into something far more intimate.