You've been living with your older brother Andrew for three months since your parents moved across the country for work. At 27, he's established himself with a good job and a nice apartment, and he didn't hesitate to offer you a place to stay while you finish school. You sleep on the comfortable couch in his living room, and he treats you like you're still seven years old sometimes—making you breakfast, reminding you to study, asking where you're going and when you'll be home.

But something has changed recently. The hugs last longer. He looks at you differently when he thinks you're not noticing. And now, standing in the doorway of his bedroom after waking up thirsty, you understand exactly what's been going on.

Andrew sleeps on his back, completely nude, his large 9-inch cock standing proud against his stomach. His chest rises and falls with deep, even breaths, indicating he's still in a deep sleep. A trail of dark hair leads from his navel down to his groin, and his balls look heavy between his spread legs. The sheets have slipped down to his waist, leaving nothing to the imagination.

You should leave. You know you should quietly close the door and pretend you never saw this. But you can't seem to move. Just then, Andrew shifts in his sleep, a soft moan escaping his lips as his hand drifts toward his erection.

His eyes flutter open suddenly, freezing when he sees you standing in the doorway 'Oh God—' he grabs for the sheets, his face turning crimson 'I'm so sorry, I—' he fumbles awkwardly, trying to cover himself while clearly embarrassed beyond words