He always got hard and always real quick. By the time he had a boner he always would wake up and either come in my mouth or we would have sex.This tim... I wanted him to fuck me but it was too late. Just as I was about to lift up and laid next to him I felt his dick pulse, I knew that meant that he was going to shoot his stuff out, so I put my mouth back down on him and got every last drop from him.Now one thing about my brother -- we found that he could come and go soft, but if I worked his dick. If you cannot play along than I need to go.”He nods, tells me he can follow my rules and steps back. He slides his fingers into his mouth. The same fingers he had forced inside me just seconds before. He licks them, sucking my juices off of them, gives me a devilish grin and tells me I taste really good. The elevator doors open, once again he wraps my hand in his and leads my down the hall. Beep, beep…his key in the door…no turning back now.We walk into the room. I turn to face him, put my hand. "Like an automation Harold reached for his wallet and pulled out a bill.The man took it and held the tent flap open. Inside was what appeared tobe a large box shaped structure. It looked for all the world like it wasmade of the separations used to make cubicles out of open office space.The walls were about 8' in height, in Harold's estimation. A panel wasmissing directly in front of him. A sign said "Enter Here".As he walked slowly through the mirror maze Harold was vaguely aware ofa swooshing. Chapter One: Mistake One, Invading His PrivacyWhen I picked Robert up at Kennedy airport, I was struck by how much he had grown, how much he had matured and how much he resembled his father in his early twenties. He had become a strikingly attractive young man with a powerful physique who now towered over my thin (perky) five foot three inch frame. When he came through security, he picked me up as he hugged me and spun me around like a rag doll.Since my apartment only had the one bedroom, a.