Bis Next Door
Continued from Guys Next Door. Note: The opinions expressed are immature, and confused, due to their ages. My brother tried the door, but I had it locked. “In a minute!” I can’t believe that when I came, the only thing I could think of was him walking in on me. The look on his face before I made him get out. So, I made sure to lock the door, but he came back with a butter knife, to Jimmy the lock. I had just started playing with the spurts all over my body, and I don’t know why I never tasted it before, but if it’s okay for dad, let alone the guys next door. I just grabbed my pants, and pushed my butt up to fix them, while he wiggled the knife in the …