"Mom and dad decided to go away for the weekend . . ."That was all he said, and sat back down at my desk.I was rock hard again in anticipation despite...the pain . . .End of part four.More to come soon!Comments welcome,[email protected] James always took me like a champ. He was my little champ forsure. That weekend I had my own way with him, fucked his cum right out ofhim several times, and made him have loads of dry orgasms when his cuteballs were empty. He just happily sat on my lap, or. Mouths change angle quickly, tongues seeking succour only the other can give. We break apart."I'll be back soon, darlin'."He turns to the door and opens it, picks up his worn duffel bag and strides out to his dusty pick-up. Boots clatter down the walk. I watch him open the door to the truck and throw his duffel in the passenger seat. He shuts the door and walks around to the driver's door. Opening the door, he looks up one final time and sends a wink my way along with a very wicked grin."Blow. I was immediately brought back to the adventure a few days ago. The way she teased me was unbelievable. Seeing her spreading her legs for me from the opposite office was something I still can not be sure really happened. Seems to be a bit surreal. But it happened, I still have her panties in my drawer. We both went on with our work although I occasionally (well, more than occasionally) had a look at her just to see her working and really not looking back at me. I must admit I already started to. It is only natural for brothers to argue and fight. Every sibling relationship is like that, regardless if it is a constant argument, or minor shout feasts. The relation I have with my little brother is just like that. While most of my friends tell me stories about how they would love to spend a day away from their little brother, I would rather watch a movie with mine. While my friends say their fights with their brothers are real, I play wrestle with mine. I love my brother too much to treat.