We laughed as I drew back, taking in his wide-eyed wonder at what his sister had just done for him and surveying the liberal coating of his semen that virtually blanketed my upper body. I don’t know if it was to prolong our warm feelings at the moment or whether it was to delay our possible nervousness of what was to follow. Are we weird? Have sex? By that weekend Paul’s team was in the first round of the playoffs so I went to his game on Sunday and took my customary spot on the first base side. My feet left the bed as I wrapped my legs around my brother and tried to pull him into me as I managed “Paul, I’m…I’m… And with that we fell to the bed. Not in a car, Paul. “Professional teams?”
“Maybe, but I think mostly universities, looking for scholarship players.”
“Oh my god, and they’re looking at you?” I began jumping up and down and then took my brother into a hug. I want to feel you completely in me, Paul and…and…it’s fucking amazing.” His head had been buried in my neck and snapped up as I said it.
