My Brother and I ate the cake as we conversed about everything but the kiss we just shared.
The way we skidded over it will surprise any that knew what happened.
“What film should we watch?” Brother asked as he tidied the table.
“You prevented me from leaving, so you know what you planned.” I crossed my right leg over my left, and it caused my clothes to ride up a bit.
Brother's eyes trailed on my lap as he visibly swallowed.
Oh, my.
Someone is gawking more than they ought to.
And it pleased me to know I'm the reason he's staring at me that way.
“Okay, I will be back. Sit there and wait for me.” He pointed to the cushion that faced the television.
“Okay, I will do just that.” I smiled at him as I walked over to the cushion she pointed at and sat down.
My mind was filled with what I was about to do, and the right way to go about it.
To say I was nervous, will be an overstatement.
Right now, it felt as if my heart was about to leap out of my chest.
Brother didn't take long in the kitchen. He came out minutes later and approached where I was sitting.
“So, which film are we watching?” I smiled up at him.
“Anyone. Well, any film that's not horror. I just know how much you hate horror movies.”
“You know me too well.” I winked at him.
“So, this it will be.” He chose a film from the stacks on the table.
“Anyone is good.”
I don't intend to watch the film at all.
There are things I need to do, and that's to complete tonight.
My birthday gift to myself is still loading.
So, that's where all my concerns are right now.
I don't care about anything else but that.
Brother switched on the television.
“Which film did you choose?” I arch a brow at him as he sat down next to me. To wait for the film to begin.
“The name is long and complicated. I can't pronounce it well.”
“Oh,” I shuffled close to him until my naked thighs were touching his clothed one.
I placed a a palm on his trousers while I pretended to be engrossed in a film that has started.
Brother stiffened at my touch, but didn't remove my hand from his thighs.
I smirked as I continued to watch the film.
“Tomorrow is Saturday,” I said suddenly, with my eyes still on the television in front of us.
“And?” Brother sounded confused.
“We can sleep in, that's it.” Tomorrow being Saturday means we are free to sleep in anyhow we want.
And it means we get to go at it for as long as we want, without being worried about school.
"Oh."
"Let's watch the movie." I slid my hands up, a bit, with my eyes still on the television.
Gun slowly inhaled because of how near my hands were to his shaft.
It was so close, I can touch it should I slide my hands back some more.
"So—" I turn to him with a smile as my palm moved up a bit.
I was slow, yet certain of what I was doing.
"What's it?" Brother seemed uncomfortable. Yet, he didn't ask me to remove the hand I have on his lap. He allowed me to keep my hand there as he tried to hide his reactions.
"Have you thought of what to do, after this?" I glance up at him.
"What do you mean by thought—"
"You've not given me a birthday present, yet, Gun." I bite my lower lip as I continued to move my hand up until I almost touched his shaft.
"There is something I got for you, baby boy. I will—"
"I don't need any of that, Gun." I rose from the chair, and sat on his thighs, with my legs on either side of his body.
"What are you doing, baby boy? You don't—"
"I know what I'm doing, Gun. I want to make you feel good," I pecked his lips as I wriggled my butt on his shaft.
Instantly, he grew hard.
I can feel the strain of his shaft on his clothes.
"You don't know what you are doing, baby boy. Trust me, we shouldn't—"
"Do this?" I got down from his thighs, and slowly ran a hand on his face before I knelt between his legs.
"Baby boy, I—"
"Just relax. I want this, Gun. And I've wanted this since the first day I set my eyes on you."
And it was the truth.
"Baby boy—"
"Shh, don't say a word."
I lowered the zipper of his trousers as I locked my eyes with him.
It wasn't a hurried action. I made sure to make it last longer before I finally unveiled his body.
He was huge and ready.
It was just like I'd always imagined it to be.
I wrapped my fist around his hardened shaft and flicked my tongue at the tip.
"Baby boy!"
He gasped and would have almost buckled from the cushion.
His hips thrust forward as he groaned. He sounded like a person in pain.
His groans, and the low hum he made, spurred me faster.
This was what I wanted. I've always had this fantasy of sucking my brother off.
Who Knew it will come to pass faster than I thought it will?
With both hands, I fisted his manhood.
"Baby boy—"
He groaned when I took him so deep into my mouth that it felt as if I wanted to swallow him.
The way his body tensed up made me feel oh so good.
I couldn't resist looking up to see how his face looked in all the bliss of lust, and it gave me the confidence to believe, I was good at this.
It made me feel like I won an award or something.