Great fucking
It was June, so my brother slept in just his white jockey shorts with the top sheet half covering his body. He was on his side facing away from me as I s-l-o-w-l-y eased onto his bed behind him and laid real still for maybe five minutes. Look, I knew Billy was moving deep into puberty he was in a growth spurt that had taken him to about 5’8″ and, as a matter of fact, a few months earlier I’d watched him jack off in the bathroom when the door was slightly ajar and he didn’t know I was in the...