My brother, Ivan was ing back for his year-ended holidays, but I felt that my whole life had ged since he had been back. I hadn' t seen him in three years, since he left for college oher state. The last time I had seen him I was 15 and he was 18. I had mixed feelings about him ing back. I had enjoyed being an only child, having my room to myself, not having to fight over things. I wasn' t sure what to think about the whole thing, I felt like a stranger would be ing into our house. But iher hands, I felt excited and happy because I liked him, and I wanted him since I was 14, going through my puberty. I always fasate about him.
The Friday night that he was ing back I had out with some of my friends. When I got home around 12 am, I went in quietly, and everyone was asleep. I crept into my room and stood for a moment in the dark to let my eyes adjust.
Lying oher twihe bed that had beey for the past 3 years was my brother. He was lying there with just his boxer brief, face down on the bed. His wide shoulders led down to a strong looking back, and down to narrow hips. His butt was round and smooth. His thighs were thick leading down to muscled legs. He had his bulky arms rested on the pillow near his face. I stood for a while, staring at him. I felt fused and nervous, and I just stood there staring at him, my heart pounding faster. My dick was getting hard.
Finally, I stripped down to my brief and climbed into the bed. As I got in and I could hear him stir, turning over on to his back. I slowly lifted myself up and looked over at him. He was beautiful. His dark hair fell in locks over his forehead, his eyes were closed and his full lips were slightly parted. His chest was massive and his pecs were topped with luscious looking nipples. There was a line of dark hair above his boxer brief' s waistband, which I thought was leading to his cock. And down there I could see the outline of his cock through the thin fabric of his boxer brief.
I khen.