“Cool,” he asked just before pulling his dick out. I was kind of speechless. This was Ricky, the brother I grew up worshipping and I wanted to be ...ust like him. He seemed really comfortable with the situation and I desperately wanted to appear that it was cool with me too. The whole thing was kind of weird, but he is my big brother and has had girlfriend after girlfriend and obviously more experienced than me, but I still wondered if this was this OK? He said, “Oh, come on, Robbie it's just me.. .. something seemed to snap. What the hell was going on here? When did this happen?I was walking nonchalantly down the hallway of my house when I noticed my daughter's bathroom door slightly ajar. She had her own bathroom as my house was large. When she spent the weekends here she had plenty of room for privacy and comfort. Though now I was noticing this door ajar and curious. This wasn't a norm. As I glanced inwards to see what was going on I saw my girlie balancing herself on the edge of the. Boxer shorts were mostly okay, but I couldn't keep the jockstrap from riding wrong, and wearing a cup was kind of a joke. We broke up early.After that, I went over to Koujiro's place and helped him scavenge his stuff from the trash bin. His mother had even tossed out his Nomo-autographed baseball! Bitch. We hauled the boxes over to home, the nice thing about having my sister Ichiko away at college is that we can use her room to store stuff.When Grampa heard what'd happened, he insisted on. Why not. Let's get crazy."Still grinning, I took another swallow from my beer as Dylan sank to his knees and reached for my fly.I've had plenty of blow jobs, but none quite like that. It was a profoundly different experience to look down and see a chiseled, stubbled face bobbing eagerly, expertly, up and down the length of my shaft. He swallowed me down to the root and buried his nose in the short hair between my legs, working his tongue back and forth under my shaft until I moaned. He gripped.