I was half awake ng maramdaman ang mga labing humalik sa aking noo. I can feel Kuya's body beside me. Nakayapos pa rin ang aking kamay sa hubad na katawan nito. Ramdam ko ang init na nagmumula rito. Unti-unti kong ibinukas ang aking mga mata at kinusot ito.
"Good morning, wake up na bunso! Dad just called for breakfast and he told us last night na iikutin natin ang bahay 'di ba?" masiglang sabi ni Kuya Traylor. Kuya started playing with my hair as he waited for me to respond.
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"Hmmm... just five more minutes?" I mumbled, my eyes drifting shut again as I try to ignore the warmth of Kuya's hand in my hair. I feels safe and protected, wrapped up in the embrace of my big brother's body.
Kuya whispered "Hey, sunshine. Time to get up. Dali na, they are waiting for us oh." Kuya's voice is soft and soothing, a far cry from the booming laugh that usually fills our home.
My eyes flutter open as the warmth of Kuya's touch penetrates my consciousness. His hand is gently running through my hair, playing with the loose strands that have fallen across my forehead. The feeling sends a shiver down my spine, both familiar and foreign at the same time. And now that I am fully awake. As I began to sit up, the memories of last night flooded back into my consciousness. I recalled touching Kuya's massive cock, stroking it until it was hard and throbbing.
Ramdam ko ang pag init ng aking pisngi na paniguradong namumula na sa hiya at init na nararamdaman. I glances over at my brother, taking in the strong, handsome features that have always made me feel so safe and secure. But now, I can't help but wonder if Kuya Traylor know na may ginawa ako sakanya last night.
Kinakabahan man ay tuluyan na akong bumangon at pinilit na 'wag maging balisa sa harap ni Kuya. "G-goodmorning K-kuya. I'll just wa-wash m-my face." medyo kabadong sagot ko dito. Hindi parin tumatayo dahil sa matigas na bagay na nasa ilalim ng makapal na kumot na nakabalot sa akin.
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Tumayo na ito't kinuha ang t-shirt na hinubad nito kagabi. "Okay then, we'll wait for you downstairs." habang sinusuot ang damit at sabay gulo nito sa aking buhok.
