The story of the older brother and the boss

My brother's story:

My brother has been working in the city for a year now. At first, he rarely called home, but in the past month, he's been calling frequently, saying that work is going very well and his salary has increased a lot. He really wants me, his younger brother, to come and visit him in the city. My parents were very happy, so during the summer vacation, I went to visit him.
When I got off the train, my brother was waiting for me on the platform. I happily ran to him and hugged him. My brother and I are very close. My brother is very handsome, and most people in the village like him. Many girls like to be around him. I've always been my brother's little shadow since I was little, and even now that I'm older, he still likes to open his arms and wrap me up in them.
Unexpectedly, not only did my brother come, but his boss also came. He was sitting in his car. My brother led me to the car, first introducing me to the boss, then to me, "This is Boss Li, you can call him Brother Li."
I respectfully greeted him, "Brother Li!" Boss Li smiled and said to my brother, "Your brother doesn't look much like you." My brother laughed, "We each take one of our looks, he takes after Dad, and I take after Mom." "Alright, let's go home first," Boss Li said, and the driver drove off. In the car, I sat in the front passenger seat, while my brother and Boss Li sat in the back. I really wanted to sit with my brother, but I didn't have a choice. Along the way, Boss Li asked me about my family, I answered some, and my brother answered some for me. My brother and I didn't have a chance to speak. I noticed that my brother was very enthusiastic towards Boss Li; it seemed that my brother relied entirely on Boss Li to survive in the city.
When we arrived at my brother's place, the driver drove off again, and my brother, Boss Li, and I went into the room. The room was very large and grand. My brother put down my luggage, took me to the bathroom to wash my face, and we played happily by the sink for a while—we hadn't played like that in a long time. Then my brother told me to go into the bedroom to sleep for a while, and we'd go out for dinner in the evening. I was indeed a little sleepy, so I followed my brother out of the bathroom. Mr. Li was watching TV; I greeted him and went into the room to fall asleep.
I hadn't drunk much water on the way here, and I felt very thirsty in my sleep. I woke up, licking my lips, wanting to find some water. There was no water in the bedroom, so I quietly opened the door to ask my brother for some. But when I peeked through the crack in the door, I saw a shocking scene: Mr. Li had unzipped my brother's pants and was licking his penis, his hands tightly kneading my brother's buttocks. My brother was standing on the floor, head down, staring at Mr. Li. I didn't dare go out; it was the first time I'd ever seen anything like this. I couldn't believe my brother would let Mr. Li treat him like this, but my brother didn't resist; he seemed very submissive. At this moment, Boss Li pressed my brother down onto the sofa bed, playing with his penis and testicles with one hand and caressing his chest and nipples with the other, softly saying, "You're so beautiful. It's daytime, but I'm going to have some fun tonight!" My brother smiled but remained silent. I quietly closed the door and sat back on the bed. After a few minutes, the bedroom door opened, and my brother came in. I hurriedly said, "Brother, is there any water?" My brother smiled and said, "You're awake. Come here, there are drinks."
I followed him into the living room. Boss Li was still sitting on the sofa bed reading the newspaper. My brother gave me water, and as I drank, I secretly watched them. They acted as if nothing had happened.
We all went out for dinner. Dinner was lavish, at a very large restaurant, at least in my opinion. I didn't say much. Boss Li and my brother talked a lot about business, which I didn't understand. I now really dislike this forty-something Boss Li. I'd rather stay in a poor room with my brother than live in some three-bedroom apartment because of him. I just wanted to be alone with my brother, back to the happy days we used to have.
After dinner, the three of us went back to our place. We watched TV for a while, then Mr. Li went to take a shower. My brother finally had time to ask me about things at home, and we chatted for half an hour. Mr. Li came out wearing a bathrobe, and my brother patted my head, saying, "You must be tired after a long day, go to sleep." I looked at Mr. Li, and thinking about what he was going to do with my brother, I felt angry. I didn't want my brother to be with him, so I said, "Brother, shall we sleep together?" My brother said, "I have some things to talk to Mr. Li about. You sleep by yourself, we'll talk tomorrow."
Then he pulled me into the small bedroom. I sat on the bed, not wanting to sleep. After a while, my brother came in with a glass of milk, placed it on the bedside table, told me to drink it, and then left. I turned off the light and looked out the window, drinking my milk and watching the city night view. Before I knew it, a long time had passed.
Suddenly, I wondered what my brother and Mr. Li were doing, so I walked barefoot silently into the living room. The living room was dark, with only a little light coming from the master bedroom. I knew my brother and Boss Li must be somewhere. I quietly walked to the door of the master bedroom. Although the door was closed, due to the wall's misalignment, the gap was quite large. I could clearly see inside by peering through the crack, and because it was dark outside, I didn't have to worry about being seen. The scene before me shocked me even more. My brother was lying on his back on the bed, and Boss Li was playing with my brother's penis while frantically kissing every part of his body. My brother's beautiful face, well-proportioned body,
broad shoulders, flat stomach, handsome buttocks, long thighs, long and thick penis that felt incredibly good to hold, and even his testicles hanging below, all became playthings in Boss Li's mouth. At the same time, Boss Li reached out and touched his own penis, which soon became hard. He made my brother turn over, then pressed himself tightly behind my brother and slowly inserted his penis into my brother's anus. My brother frowned and groaned. I knew my brother must be in a lot of pain, but I didn't dare go in and stop Boss Li's bestial act. I could only continue to stand there and watch. Mr. Li began thrusting more and more violently, while tightly holding his brother's shoulders and licking his back.
This continued for several minutes before Mr. Li suddenly stopped, yelling "Mmm, ah, mmm, ah." Then he pulled out his semen-covered penis, took out a towel, and began wiping it. His brother remained motionless, still lying face down. Mr. Li then wiped his brother's anus a few times with the towel. I thought that was the end of it, but Mr. Li took a small bottle of medicine from the table, gently applied it to his glans, and masturbated a few times. Unexpectedly, his limp penis became erect again. Mr. Li climbed back onto his brother and inserted his penis into his brother's vagina. This time, he didn't thrust violently but moved slowly inside, then reached out and turned off the lamp. It was pitch black inside and out, and I couldn't see anything happening inside. I could only hear Mr. Li's soft moans, mixed with my brother's panting. I quietly returned to my small bedroom, wondering when Mr. Li's penis would finally emerge from my brother's anus. I hated Mr. Li's bestial lust towards my brother.
The next morning, my brother woke me up. Seeing my brother so intimately close, I grabbed his hand and held it tightly to my chest. My brother sat beside me, rubbing my ear with his other hand, and said, "Mr. Li gave me a day off today so I can go out with you. Mr. Li is coming too, how about it?" I liked the first part, but when I heard that Mr. Li was coming along, I lost half my interest. But I had to listen to my brother.
This time, my brother drove, Mr. Li sat in the passenger seat, and I sat in the back. All the way, Boss Li leered at my brother's face, saying, "Little Jun's face is really handsome." Then he turned to me and said, "I like using people like your brother. He's good-looking and capable. You should learn from him!"
I hummed in agreement and turned to look out the window. A moment later, I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. I turned back slightly and saw Boss Li reaching into my brother's crotch, squeezing and playing with his penis through his pants. My brother continued driving carefully, as if his penis belonged to Boss Li, who could touch, play with, suck, and squeeze it at will.
Boss Li's hand never left my brother's crotch. After a while, not satisfied with just leaving it outside his pants, he reached inside his clothes, opened his pocket, and slipped his hand straight into my brother's underwear.
My heart started racing, my eyes darting casually out the window one moment and furtively observing the actions of the person in the front seat the next. Mr. Li, without any attempt at concealment, said in a soft, lewd tone, "It's getting hard, it's swelling up, oh, it's getting bigger, not bad, not bad, thick and hard enough, harder than wood." At this moment, my brother's fair face began to flush, and his breathing quickened. I hated that hand still wriggling inside, and I really hoped it would quickly slip out of my brother's crotch.
Finally, just as we were approaching the park, Mr. Li's hand came out. My brother parked the car and went to the restroom first, while Mr. Li and I waited outside. A little while later, my brother came out of the restroom, his youthful exuberance restored. We went into the zoo in the park; I've always loved seeing animals. Mr. Li found a bar and sat down to wait for us. My brother and I finally had some time alone. My brother accompanied me to every corner; this was my favorite time of day, the very moment I had come to this city for. Happy times fly by, and half a day passed. My brother's phone rang several times, and we had to go back to the car.
We quickly returned home. After washing up, Mr. Li said he needed to talk to my brother and asked me to watch TV in the living room. The two of them went into the master bedroom. I could guess what they were going to do, but it wasn't nighttime. I hesitated whether to peep again, but I didn't dare. I was afraid they would see what I was doing. However, the urge to peep arose, and I walked to the door of the master bedroom and looked inside. My brother's upper body was covered by a thick blanket, while his lower body was exposed. Mr. Li was frantically sucking my brother's penis. My brother's penis was already erect, straight, and pointing straight at the ceiling under Mr. Li's kneading. The red glans was occasionally taken into Mr. Li's mouth, while Mr. Li's hands kept stroking my brother's thighs and testicles. Suddenly, Mr. Li slapped my brother's erect penis hard with his hand. Every time he slapped it, my brother would cry out, making muffled sounds under the covers. However, the more he slapped, the erect penis became. Mr. Li once again took my brother's penis into his mouth, while his hands rubbed it vigorously. Suddenly, my brother's cries grew louder, his legs began to twitch, and Boss Li began to suck violently on my brother's glans, his semen flowing from his mouth. Boss Li was obsessed and frantically sucking on my brother's semen. At this moment, I returned to the sofa and stared blankly at the TV, which was filled with static.
Gradually, I got used to what happened between Boss Li and my brother. One day, my brother said to me, "I didn't finish high school, and it's hard to earn more money here than college graduates. There are some things I can't help. All I want is for you and Mom and Dad to have a better life. When you go home, don't tell them too much about what I'm doing here." Through my brother's words, I understood that he knew what I had been thinking these past few days. I had always listened to him the most, and now I could only nod.
Boss Li had a family, but this place was his home at night. He only went home once a day. His affection for my brother exceeded my imagination. In the car, in the hallway, on the sofa in front of the TV, whenever his desire arose, he would grab my brother's crotch or slap my brother's buttocks. It was like a game, and he didn't even try to hide it in front of me. My brother called this "Mr. Li's joke," and I could only laugh it off.
That evening, Mr. Li brought another man, who looked like a "Marshal Tianpeng" (a legendary Chinese general). The man stared at my brother with adoring eyes as soon as he entered the house. Mr. Li introduced him to us: "This is Mr. Ouyang from Guangzhou. He'll be staying here tonight. Have your brother go out and buy some food and drinks." He then took a wad of cash from his wallet and gave it to my brother. My brother handed it to me and led me to the door, saying, "Just go out and buy some food and drinks; keep the rest of the money yourself." My brother smiled—he was already obsessed with money.
I went out for a walk and returned to the house with a bag full of food and drinks, struggling to carry it all. I put the food in the kitchen. The living room was empty; everyone was in the master bedroom, the door tightly closed. I went to the door and peeked through the crack inside. Two obese middle-aged bosses, Boss Li and Boss Ouyang, had my brother sandwiched between them. All three were naked. Boss Li was penetrating my brother's anus, while Boss Ouyang was beneath him, his head buried in my brother's pubic hair, sucking and licking his penis.
I went back to the kitchen and chopped the cooked vegetables onto plates. Just then, Boss Li came out of the bedroom wearing a nightgown and went into the kitchen. He looked like he had just ejaculated; his penis was limp. He patted my shoulder in the kitchen and said, "Boss Ouyang is in a good mood today. I'm going to close a big deal. Take a bottle of beer inside and bring it to Boss Ouyang." I hesitated for a moment, and he said, "Go quickly." I opened a bottle of beer, walked through the living room, and slowly entered their bedroom. My brother was kneeling on the bed, and behind him, Boss Ouyang was squinting, enjoying the pleasure of his old penis thrusting in my brother's handsome anus. This was the first time I had seen them up close. My brother's skin was fair and smooth; no wonder Boss Li liked to put his hands inside my brother's body so much.
At that moment, Boss Ouyang's hands were constantly caressing my brother's body, from his chest to his penis, as if he wanted to glue my brother's body entirely to his own. He saw me take the beer with one hand, put it in my mouth and take a big gulp, then give it back to me and gently wave my hand, signaling me to leave. I left the bedroom and went back to the kitchen.
After a while, Boss Ouyang came out of the bedroom satisfied and went into the bathroom. My brother followed, wearing his pajamas. I set out the drinks and dishes like a waiter, and Boss Ouyang ate a few bites and left.
That evening, Boss Li was very happy. He reached into his brother's pajamas and stroked his brother's penis, saying, "Your darling is really something. We've got this Boss Ouyang sorted out, we're going to make a fortune. How about this, your brother's going to university, right? I'll cover all his tuition." The brother beamed, "Thanks, Brother Li, you keep your word!"
Boss Li playfully said, "I said I didn't keep my word, but you still have to honor it." The brother said, "No problem, tonight, however much you want, I'll spray you." Boss Li's lewd eyes narrowed into slits as he said, "You're quite strong. I'd like to see how many times you can give me that." He then pulled his brother's hand and led him into their bedroom.
In the morning, the brother gently patted me. I opened my sleepy eyes and looked at the incredibly handsome face before me. The brother said, "Sleep a little longer, I'm going to work, I might not be back until tonight. Buy yourself some food, and go for a walk if you have time." Then he and Boss Li left.
The day was dull. While they were away, I went to their bedroom to look for traces of the previous night. I love my brother deeply too. At home, we sleep in the same bed. Many nights and mornings, I would secretly peek at his crotch, watching his penis move with each stroke, and I would get incredibly excited. But I never dared to "cross the line." Even when I was joking with him and he grabbed my neck with his legs, I would only manage a quick touch to his crotch, my hand barely touching his soft penis before pulling away. Sometimes, while asleep, I would pretend to casually place my hand on his crotch. Although my brother didn't seem to mind, I didn't dare to deliberately touch it again. But now, I'm enduring my brother being "ravaged" by someone else every night. I want to too…
It's past ten o'clock at night. I'm sitting on the sofa watching TV, waiting for them to come home. Suddenly, the doorbell rang urgently. I rushed to open the door. Mr. Li helped my brother into the house. Both of them reeked of alcohol. My brother was so drunk he was limp and unconscious. I took him and held him in my arms. Mr. Li, drunk, said, "Carry him to the bedroom." Then he went to the bathroom. I carried my brother to the bedroom, where he had already fallen into a deep sleep. I went to the bathroom to get a towel, and there he was, Mr. Li, sitting on the toilet, defecating. I went back to the bedroom, undressed my brother, and cleaned him off. I took off his clothes and threw them in the living room. Mr. Li was still sitting on the toilet, probably not going to get up anytime soon.
At this moment, my brother was only wearing his underwear. Watching him sleep soundly, his face captivating and alluring, I slowly slipped my hand inside his underwear. This time, I finally touched his penis. Among the thick pubic hair, I first pinched the glans, then cupped his entire penis in my hand, gently rubbing it. I felt an immense pleasure. I looked back outside; Mr. Li's loud farts were still emanating from the bathroom into the bedroom. It seemed he would be there for quite a while. I leaned down and gently kissed my brother's face. He turned his face away in his sleep. My hand was still caressing his penis when he suddenly rolled over. I quickly withdrew my hand, and he scratched his face and continued snoring. I used a towel to wipe the dirt off his face and continued watching him. Just then, the sound of flushing water came from the bathroom. Mr. Li finally came out, naked, and went into the bedroom asking me to pour him a glass of water. I went out to get a teacup and returned to the bedroom. He was pulling down my brother's underwear, then tightly embracing him, rubbing his lower body against my brother's buttocks.
Soon, Mr. Li's short, well-developed black penis became erect, and he immediately inserted it into my brother's anus, reaching forward to embrace him and begin having sex. My brother was still asleep. I put the water aside, and Mr. Li, with his eyes closed, said, "Alright, go out." I gently closed the door, turned off the living room light, and returned to my room.
Unable to sleep, I tiptoed back into the room and peeked through the crack in the door. Boss Li was still pressed against my brother's back, thrusting his hips, one hand masturbating him. My brother, slowly waking, began to breathe heavily. Boss Li's thrusts became faster and faster, the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoing loudly. His hand on my brother's penis also moved faster and faster. Both of them began to groan simultaneously. My brother cried out in pain, and Boss Li howled like a chicken being slaughtered. Suddenly, several spurts of semen erupted from my brother's glans, and thick fluid from Boss Li flowed from his anus. Boss Li immediately collapsed to the side, falling into a deep sleep. My brother, naked, remained asleep. Worried that my brother would catch a cold sleeping like this, I went into the room. I gently lay down beside him. His penis still had traces of semen on it. I reached out and wiped the semen off his glans, feeling a strange pleasure in my hand, wishing I could hold it forever. But I still stood up, took the blanket, covered my brother with it, and quietly left.
After living in the city for over ten days, my homesickness grew stronger. My brother only had time to talk to me in the evenings, and once Boss Li returned, he became like God to my brother. After dinner, Boss Li was on the balcony talking on the phone, while my brother and I sat at opposite ends of the sofa watching TV. I looked at my brother and said, "Brother, I want to go home." My brother turned to me and said, "Missing home? Wait a few more days, and I'll go back with you." This was wonderful news. Although my brother said it casually, I was very happy. Back home, my brother would truly be my brother, and our family would be reunited. I happily moved closer to my brother and asked, "When?
A few more days?" My brother thought for a moment, "I'll ask Boss Li for leave when things calm down." At that moment, Boss Li entered the living room. I suddenly felt I had to please him so that my brother and I could go home. I stood up and smiled, "Brother Li, I'll make you some tea." I dashed into the kitchen, excitedly made a cup of tea, and brought it out. Mr. Li held my brother in his arms, stroking his chest and abdomen. I placed the tea on the table next to the sofa. Mr. Li looked at me and smiled, "This kid has made something of himself. When he first came, he didn't say a word to me, but now he's learned to handle things. Good, good, with some training, he'll amount to something." My brother looked up at me and smiled.
Boss Li continued, "Do you know why I like your brother? Besides being smart and handsome, it's because he's obedient and knows how to get things done. Look." He then grabbed his brother's crotch. His brother sat motionless on the sofa, laughing. Boss Li said, "See how obedient he is. But I won't touch you. You're a kid. I like your brother." He then loosened his brother's belt and pulled out his penis for me to see, boasting, "Look, I've seen your brother's penis since I was little, but I've never seen this, have I?" He then vigorously shook and rubbed his brother's penis, which quickly became erect. Boss Li pinched the base of his brother's penis and said to me, "See? I can't sleep at night without this." I chuckled dryly and got up to get some water, handing it to Boss Li. After
a few sips of tea, Boss Li bent down and began sucking his brother's penis. I watched TV, ignoring them. My brother also watched TV, letting his genitals be inside someone else's mouth without making a sound. I thought my brother was already used to this kind of thing, and at this moment, I could only sit aside and become "accustomed" to this scene.
The entire episode of the TV series ended, and only then did Boss Li straighten up, stretch his arms, and pull my brother's penis towards the bedroom. My brother had no choice but to follow Boss Li's hand and get up into the bedroom. Boss Li didn't even close the door before pushing my brother onto the bed. I couldn't watch TV anymore; my attention was completely drawn to it. Boss Li took out a towel and blindfolded my brother, then took a rope from the drawer and tied my brother's hands behind his back.
Then he turned on the CD player and put earphones in my brother's ears. My brother couldn't hear or see anything. Boss Li called me into the bedroom. He told me to lick my brother's penis while he sat aside and watched. I didn't refuse.
First, I gently stuck out my tongue and licked my brother's glans. My brother's penis twitched as if electrocuted. This feeling was very good; the fishy smell on the glans wasn't unpleasant but rather quite delicious. Mr. Li laughed and told me to continue. I grabbed my brother's penis and took it into my mouth, licking and sucking it up and down, even sucking on his testicles. At that moment, I forgot who I was. I only thought that my brother wasn't just Mr. Li's; he was mine too. What Mr. Li enjoyed, I should enjoy as well. Mr. Li watched with increasing fascination, and my frenzy towards my brother grew more intense. His penis seemed to dance in my hands, constantly being shaken, rubbed, and played with. Suddenly, semen shot out like a cannonball, hitting my eyes. I
screamed and ran into the kitchen to wash it off. Mr. Li sat in his chair and laughed loudly, his laughter a mixture of lewdness, mockery, catharsis, and ridicule. I returned to the bedroom, and Mr. Li licked up all the semen my brother had ejaculated, then continued to suck on the glans, hoping to get the rest.
That night, I realized I had changed. I no longer loved my brother as before; instead, I, like Mr. Li, had developed a physical desire for him. That desire lured me back to their bedroom. Mr. Li pulled me to my brother's side, turned him over, and with one hand opened his brother's anus, while the other hand gently inserted my index finger into it. My finger entered his anus, feeling its warmth. His anus opened and closed rhythmically from my stimulation, the sensation from my finger incredibly arousing. Mr. Li looked at me and laughed, "I knew you were peeping, and you've been wanting this moment for a while, haven't you? Now you can have it."
Hearing this, my face turned bright red, and I withdrew my hand and stood up. Mr. Li stroked my brother's buttocks, saying, "What beautiful white buttocks. Your brother's body is his asset. In this society, you can't be noble if you want to make money. Your brother is a talent; he can endure anything. That's why I like your brother." I stood there, listening blankly, unsure which of his words were right or wrong. Then Mr. Li said, "Go out. If you want to see, peek through the crack in the door." I immediately left the bedroom, and Mr. Li closed the door. I didn't go to check; it had already been discovered, and I had no interest in looking anyway. The sounds of Mr. Li's lewd moans drifted from the master bedroom. I returned to my small bedroom alone and couldn't sleep all night.
The next day, I waited until Mr. Li left before leaving my room. My brother was still lying wearily in bed.
I sat down next to him, grabbed his hand, and said, "Brother, I want to go home. I want to leave today. Mom and Dad have a lot of chores to help with. I'm tired of staying here for over ten days." My brother yawned and stretched, saying, "Didn't we agree yesterday that I'd go home with you in a couple of days? Be good, stay a couple more days, I'll go talk to Mr. Li about asking for leave." I reluctantly nodded in agreement. Just then, my brother's phone rang. It was my father calling, as if he and I had planned it all along. He urged my brother to hurry home, saying there was a lot of work waiting for me. My brother reluctantly called Mr. Li, asked for the morning off, and took me to the station.
Back home, I no longer had to serve Mr. Li, whom I had no connection with, every day, nor did I have to spy on what happened in that room every night. I worked desperately every day, trying to forget the experiences of those ten days in the city with sweat and exhaustion.
However, the more I tried to forget, the more I couldn't. Before, when I saw girls on the street, I would always turn around and glance at them, ranking them in my mind as my princess. But now things had changed. When girls flashed before my eyes, I missed my brother. The princess's status began to decline, and my brother, like a prince, ruled the world in my heart.
That day, I pushed a cartload of bricks back from the brick factory, a round trip of more than ten miles, to repair the pigsty at home. My mother cried out with heartache, "You didn't even wait for your father, you pulled it back yourself, look, your shoulders are all cut." But I didn't even think about resting and went to build the pigsty with my father. I fell asleep before 8 o'clock at night and slept very soundly, but in my dream, Mr. Li was pressing tightly on my brother's body, and my brother couldn't breathe. I tried desperately to push Mr. Li off my brother, but I couldn't do it no matter what. I woke up with a start; it was probably five in the morning, and a ray of sunlight was already streaming through the window. I suddenly realized there was a familiar person lying next to me. I rubbed my eyes and saw it was my brother! I had no idea when he had come home. Our house was small, and my brother and I had shared a room and a large bed since we were little. My brother had vowed to build a two-story house for us within three years after he went to work in the city.
I pressed my face against his and stared intently at him. He was sleeping soundly, his handsome face and strong body like a European sculpture in a painting—a sight to behold. Once my brother fell asleep, he was practically unmovable and incredibly reluctant to get out of bed. Before, no matter how much I tickled him, he wouldn't open his eyes, only lazily warning me, "You'll see when I get up." Even when my mother tried to pull him out of bed, he wouldn't budge until he was fully awake. I had missed my brother terribly after not seeing him for several days, and now he felt like a gift from God placed beside me. Suddenly, Mr. Li's image flashed into my mind, and the same desire gradually rose within me. Gazing at my sleeping brother, my eyes slid from his face to his neck, chest, abdomen, and underwear. That thing, bulging high in his underwear, was incredibly alluring.
I was afraid that if I reached inside, my brother would wake up. Although I had touched that area countless times, I didn't want to be caught red-handed like this. Just then, my brother started snoring softly in his sleep, scratched his chest twice with one hand, then reached into his underwear to scratch an itch, and then fell silent again. It was truly effortless; my brother's penis was peeking out from the corner of his underwear. I stared blankly for a while at the toy that Mr. Li loved to play with, and found it incredibly cute. I remembered when we lived in that house in the city with Mr. Li and my brother, my brother's zipper was always open, and Mr. Li would reach inside at any time. I always wondered how attractive my brother's penis could be? Now, however, I found it undeniably alluring. Even when limp and not erect, it was still adorable, like a little boy lying there waiting to be comforted. I reached out and gently stroked my brother's exposed penis, then bent down and carefully licked the slightly exposed glans with my tongue. A whiff of urine filled my mouth, and I wanted to spit it out, but I dared not make a sound. Even so, I licked it again, then two, three more times, as if I were washing my brother's penis with my mouth.
[The End]

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