”“Like... you were in control?”“No... like I was wanted, desired.”“So... you were using me?”“And you were using me. No shame in that. ...e were using each other but letting each other. That's what casual sex is, right?” Casual. Yeah, that's just what I needed this to be – there wasn't any desire on my part for any kind of romantic or emotional relationship.Dinner was ready, so we turned our attention to serving it up and digging in, enjoying most of the rest of the bottle of wine with refilled. I was still about $750 short.I decided to not let it get me down. I jumped up out of bed, dick swaggin half way to my knee. After a quick piss, up the stairs for some coffee, and a smoke. Mom was home from the diner—already snoozed out. I put on the coffee, and noticed my lil bro Dustin had wandered into the kitchen as well. Even for him kinda early for a Saturday morning. He was just standing there, staring at me—then I realized I was still buck naked,lol. I flash him a grin, and tossled his. I hear your intake of breath and I slowly unbutton your shirt. My warm fingers caressing your chest. You shrug eagerly out of your shirt. You pause glancing at me, lifting my eyes to look at you. ‘We can still stop.’ You leave the thought unfinished as I kiss you. ‘Just tell me this isn’t a one night fling, something you had to get out of your system.’ I take the time to consider what you are saying, ‘I don’t think I can stop.’ I lie down on the bed stretching enticingly. You let out a low. Why don’t we find an out-of-the-way corner to talk about such right after dinner.”I nodded. Dinner ran its course, and many of us worked at clearing and cleaning the table, while others began on the final kitchen cleanup. As I was the primary cook tonight and had managed much of the first kitchen cleanup, I didn’t have to help with kitchen cleanup; Carol and I slipped outside and sat on the rim of the hot tub with our legs dangling in the water.“I guess we need to know how far things have gone.