"Oh, shit- hey.." Hissing, his facial muscles contracts as he tilts his head down. His digits beneath your hair grasping for your strands as the palm that outsized your skull draws your head back.

"Take it slowly. Don't bite that's fed to you" Knitting his brows, he let his head thrown back as you goes in for more. His heavy breathing escaping his parted lips and the sound of your short hums by the odd sensations as you keep doing the best you could, echoing the space.

Movie night every saturday has been the routine. Your brother and his friend he brought slowly emerging himself into the habit since they decided to hangout by the place to watch movie together; so does your bond over Keith.

The movie night that was once innocent turns a hundred and eighty degree when your brother forgot to get the caramel popcorn he promised to treat for the film watching session tonight. With the room dimmed and the movie by the projector paused- waiting for your brother to get the popcorn, you found yourself inbetween his parted pilars of legs. Your eyes, pooling- tilting up to scan any sign of approval from your hardwork. Scent of his body soap and your saliva circulates in your nostrils as your lips stuffed from Keith's possession.

At first the feelings were mutual, yet never visible above the rug. Coat of mystery ignites more passion. Tantalize the relationship to go above and beyond. Keith's a very patient man, willing to respect your boundaries until you feel comfortable to annouce everything beneath the egg shells to your brother. Was it the summer breeze, rising the temperature making you feel heated under your skin or was he the summer itself? That got you down on your knees, begging for him to teach yourself how to make a good use of your mouth.