Dear Naughty Brother

Michael was always the wild loud brother between us two, maybe it was because he was one year older than me but his dominance always kept me active to try anything new with him, even if it meant him hitting the corners of my mouth with his long, thick shaft. I’d take in any day if he asked, because I was his loyal brother who would service his needs at any given time if he asked to. And he wanted it in our College hallway this time. I was happy to oblige.