These too slipped without trouble and my little cutie of a brother was now stark naked on my couch, sleeping. I stopped a second to admire his skinny, almost childish, body and proceeded to his boxers. His t-shirt came off easily and Andy didn't even twitch in his sleep. I knew my little brother was a heavy sleeper so I was pretty sure I could strip him naked without waking him, so I began. When I got into the living room I found Andrew lumped over the sofa, face down, wearing only a t-shirt and a pair of boxers. I got home around eleven thirty and found all the lights off. If anything had gone wrong I would have blamed it on the alcohol to get his forgiveness. I couldn't take it anymore, so I thought I'd do my little brother that night. On my way I saw couples making out and groping each others. Around eleven o'clock I decided to go back home. It had been six months since I saw him masturbating in the shower and I still couldn't get him out of my mind.
His sexuality was an actual mystery to me. He never even talked about guys or girls and for all I know he's never been on porn sites either. He never brought back any girls home, but he never brought guys neither. I never knew if he was heterosexual or gay, or both maybe. I kept imagining his dick and just how unbelievably great and satisfying it would be to fuck him good. All the time I kept thinking about my brother, about his little ass and his mouth. One day, I was very tired and decided to go out for a drink. Some time after the shower incident I decided to take action and I turned my cute little brother Andrew into my personal slave, and I thought I'd tell you that story. Well, that's not a problem anymore since I can do it anytime I want to. In fact sometimes I couldn't help but to picture myself drilling his little asshole with my prick and then smearing his hair with my thick semen. He has dark blond hair and bluish gray eyes.Ībout three months after he moved in with me, I caught him masturbating in the shower and since that day, I can't help but to be attracted to him. He's small, he can't grow decent facial hairs and at some point I have even wondered if he has any pubic hairs. Andy doesn't work and never has, in fact he doesn't do much these days since he just dropped out of school. I'm a film editor, so I can work from home on most of my contracts. I pay for everything since I've got a good load of work. Our parents died three years ago and since then, my brother came to live with me in my small condo. I am now twenty-four year old and I live alone with my younger brother Andrew, who recently turned eighteen.