Anytime our parents were gone my older brother didn't put any pants on. It drove me crazy because he knew I was gay and wasn't out yet to anybody but him. He thought it was funny and said I could look all I want.
Most of the time I followed him around the house, he knew what I was doing, but I couldn't help it. I didn't get to see guys naked in real life often and my brother had a nice ass and great looking dick too.
"You want some?" He asked as he turned around and set down a bottle of vodka. "I think we have OJ."
"Sure," I shrugged, I didn't care for drinking as much as he did but it was fun.
I watched his dick and balls swing back and forth. He kept catching me but he didn't care, he'd just smile and keep doing his thing. My hand was on the front of my shorts rubbing myself slowly. I could feel my pre-cum making my dick wet.
"What are you doing today?" I asked my brother as he made me a drink.