In the dark, I can just make out a penis hanging out of his zipper as he slowly makes his way toward me. Excited, I turn back around and look out over...the water. I already know what he's here for and I've worn appropriate attire that will allow him access to what he wants. He softly steps up behind me and whispers in my ear, "Are you ready for this?"I remain leaning against the rail and whisper back, "I am." He slides his arms around me, encircling me, pulling himself in close enough for me to. He pushed the top of her shirt down off her shoulders, pinning her arms in the sleeves. As bondage went, it was ridiculously easy to evade, but it was symbolic of what was to come. He squeezed her breasts a few times, and flicked her nipples with his thumbs, then stepped back, and went to the small replicator next to the bathroom door. He collected a set of wrist and ankle cuffs, and returned to the bed. Pulling her shirt off completely he cuffed her hands behind her back, then pulled her face. I then rolled off of him and looked up at his face. He was all smiles. He told me that was the best blow job he had ever had. I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t believe I just gave my own brother a blow job.He told me he had to return the favor. He rolled me over on my back and got between my legs. He leaned over me and took one breast in his mouth and started to lick my nipple. He massaged my boobs as his tongue was circling my nipple, first one nipple and then the other. At that. .enjoy! Relax!"I never keep track of how long a blow job session lasts. I just enjoy it for as long as it lasts! For me, that's the secret. Enjoy EVERY MOMENT! Be IN the moment! Savor every second!I then lavished Solomon's gorgeous, MANLY cock, with as much energy and enthusiasm as I possibly could, and it was perfectly obvious that he enjoyed that as much as I did; and for me, fag, or no fag (he was so worried about being regarded as gay!), I think Solomon was captivated by it!This time,.