I patted him lightly, just like he patted me many years ago, I rolled my arms around him on the sofa and slapped him. His arms are a bit thicker than mine. He can easily hold me down. I don’t have hands to fight back. Bit his mouth. At that time, he stared at me blankly, his face gradually turning red. I thought I won, now I think about who knows what my brother is thinking.
I saw that the drunk was tossing about to sleep, frowning very restlessly, I helped him straighten his eyebrows, knocked the tip of his teeth against his lower lip with my nails, and the tiger tooth retracted.
My brother fell asleep very well. I stood up and looked down at him. I took him to my arms, took a selfie with my phone, and put him in a few poses-kissed by me, hugged by me, and hugged by me. I took a bite, selected the best one and sent it to QQ space and Moments, and set it to be only viewable by my brother.
Then I swiped an old Leishan photo of him holding hands with his little girlfriend. I refused to accept it. I took my brother's hand and snapped a picture with his fingers. After thinking about it for a while, I set it to be visible only to my brother.
My brother’s hands are bigger than me and they are slender. The picture looks like we are a normal couple, but there is a long list of 99 left by classmates in Lao Lei’s picture. There is nothing underneath my picture, it’s clear to me. The girlfriend looks better.
I left a goodnight kiss on his forehead, turned off the light and fell asleep holding hands. I always struggled with the fact that two men holding hands to sleep too much, so I covered the hands that held us together by horns, and hid them from others. Seeing, I feel that the wrong thing is temporarily right as long as it is not seen by others.
The next morning I was going to study in the morning, brushing my teeth, my brother lazily pushed the door in, took out the bird to urinate loudly by the toilet.
He looked like he had a hangover and headache, rubbing his temples with one hand, peeing with his back facing me, his underwear stuck under his tight waist, revealing half of his waist and hips. I suddenly became hard, and my brother's ass was very sexy, as much as a prostitute who was half wrapped in a short bath towel licking her red nails in front of me.
"It's so early." He teased me while urinating.
"Hey, I haven't seen Xueba." My mouth is full of foam, and I can only answer him vaguely when I am busy gargle.
"Brother never went to study morning or evening."
"... Fuck." I forgot, my brother is the most annoying guy who doesn't study on the surface but gets the first place in the final exam.
He didn't leave after he had finished urinating, he dangled and hugged me from behind, with his chin resting on my shoulders, smiling at me with a nasal tone that just got up: "Good morning. Isn't the morning erection over yet."
"Brother, don't make trouble." I want to insert a toothbrush into my brother's dick to wash him away. I didn't fuck him to death yesterday because I pityed my brother's delicate flower, and today I have to win a round.
The shadow of us was reflected in the mirror. I was wearing a white school uniform with half sleeves and loose school uniform pants. He only wore a pair of gray and white boxer briefs. I could not help but quietly trace his waist and arms with my sight. And thighs, and finally rest on the abdominal muscles like a chocolate grid.
Why didn't advertisers ask my brother to be a male underwear model
But even if I have it, I will definitely not buy it. I prefer to wear it. It seems that the texture of the fabric will be softer. I also enjoy the feeling of ignoring you and me.
He kissed my neck lightly, and then looked at me in the mirror.
After about a few seconds, I still didn't move, and my brother's eager eyes darkened, let go and let me go.
I quickly wiped my face and threw down the towel, grabbed my brother's wrist and dragged him back, pressed his waist to the crystal mosaic on the wall and kissed him warmly, saying good morning to him in a mute voice.
He was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth cocked. His emotions can always be conveyed through these two fangs. I can feel that he is in a good mood now, and I can't help but lick his tiger teeth.
"I was in a daze just now." I put his hands on the wall and trapped him in the small space in my arms, and asked him, "Brother, why are you disappointed because I didn't kiss you?"
I was right, but my brother still refused to admit it.
"Brother, have you ever heard of a small animal called a honey glider, a small mouse. If it is not caught when it flies toward its owner, it will be disappointed and depressed."
"... What do you want to say."
"Duan Rui, you just looked like a little mouse that flew over and was not caught by me. Are you about to cry." I stood on tiptoe, changing my gaze from looking up to looking down, lowering my head and rubbing his earlobe with the tip of my nose. "I cried without pulling you back, didn't I?"
"Nervous, did you have to fuck again in the morning? When did you cry?" He cocked his lips and leaned against the wall. We were so close, I could almost see his face being shaken by my breath. Tiny fluff.
"Well... I cried in my head, and I cried." I don't remind him that he was holding me and crying because of a mock test when he was a child, and I didn't tell him that he was drunk and crying with me last night, making him mistakenly think Only when I am strong can I have the confidence to continue to be my brother.
We can’t look at each other. Once we look at each other, we can’t help but kiss. I stick out my tongue first, and then he entangles my lips and tongue skillfully. The breath in the bathroom has obviously become messy and heavy. My brother turned over and pressed me against the wall with his hands. From the hem of my clothes, the rough palm of my old brother rubbed my lower abdomen to the nipple, and the small electric current wandered through the sensitive nerves of my whole body with his skillful kneading.
I may have made the sound of some animals in heat, and my erect penis put the school uniform pants into a small tent.
In order to fight for the initiative, we two overturned to suppress each other, and finally fell to the floor with a sound of a puddle of water as our slippers stepped on it.
I didn't hurt from a fall. Just now, my brother has been protecting my head and elbows. He asked where I fell, I shook my head, he lowered his head and kissed me, and taught me the French wet kiss technique with his tongue.
I might have been badly trained by my brother, and my asshole was itchy when I kissed. It’s been a long time since I had sex with my brother. I missed it a bit, especially when my body was filled with my brother’s cock, his hard and painful penis was held in his hand, and his fingers were still in my mouth with my tongue in my mind. There is always a blank inside, I just feel that I have a big brother completely, and the sense of security will cover my whole body through the parts of the body. I also like that he hugged me and coaxed softly afterwards, very hypocritical, but I just liked it.
And I still want to fuck my brother, men who don't want to fuck beautiful women are all cold, and the thoughts of wanting to be inserted and wanting to insert my brother are constantly churning in my lower abdomen, this does not conflict.
"Xiao Yan wants to fuck me so much."
"Yes, especially."