“Yeah…” I answered…I was nervous to answer his answer…on the worst possibility…he’d put me out of his house and tell me never to look at his face again… This guy is my bro!”, embarassing. Indianporn …but funny…some also started to think that we were dating or something…and I actually didn’t know. …ok…we were brothers but, brothers don’t do all the stuff we do…at least that’s what I thought…I didn’t know if we were dating or if we only…did stuff…not that I didn’t like doing stuff with him…I loved it, I was almost sure that I loved him…that made me remember one paticular moment when we were changing togheter…in his room in one of the many sleepovers he invited me to. “I have to talk to you” I said, actually serious. “Still…as I said…it doesn’t mean…I don’t like you…” he said getting near again and kissing my lips, then he broke it. “I still talk to him…I can only see him as my big brother. …nothing more…at least…not anymore…” I explained.
