Thoughts while Giving my Brother a Blowjob.

Enjoy..

*******

A distant thump, the door opening and closing. I look over at the clock, it's 2:30 in the morning. "Fuck!"

Is tomorrow a game? I can't remember. I'm so tired. I hear rustling. And his steps moving down the hall. I can feel his presence, he's standing in the doorway and so I pretend to be sleeping.

Fuck. I'm angry, trying to keep my breathing calm.

We have a deal.

My eyes are closed and I don't move, but I am laying in the right position for him. He's standing close, "Sara, Sara." He's drunk. His shadow looming, god he is...