Me Miras. [English.Inglés]

.Chapter One.

ー Hurry up and get out of there!ー he yelled, banging on the bathroom door.

The little boy, he only listened, to his bad luck ... his older brother, was not patient. The door opened, revealing the older man.

The noise made the child jump and start to tremble with fear, he crouched in one of the corners ... the water kept falling and the tears were mixed with the warm water that came out of the shower.

Michael looked at him and smiled; He closed the door behind him and walked over to Joseph.

ー Finish bathing ... ー he ordered, the youngest got up and trying to ignore the older's intense gaze, began to sponge his body with soap.ー Mmm .. ー his gaze passed over the minor's pale skin.

He brought his hand to the child's back, felt how Joseph's body tensed ... he did not care much, more than he was delighted with how soft and warm it was, thanks to the body heat and the warm water. I step down slowly, reaching the small waist that was proportioned.

He licked his lips, after biting slightly the lower one. Not even the girls he knew, he had a body as fragile as his brother's and since he was in his teens, it was not difficult to know that his body reacted; a bulge was created in the major's pants.

ー Fuck ... ー his smile widened, quickly cornering the minor.

Surely he did not mind getting wet and scaring the child more than normal.

The sponge fell on the floor tiles and the child's hand was now being led by Michael's to his crotch, the moans and grunts were not to be missed.

ー I need ... more ~. ー I unbutton his pants and under his underwear, letting his member out. ー Come on, Joseph ... take it ...

The youngest, prayed that his father would arrive at that very moment, luck was on his side; the front door of the house was heard. Joseph's crying quieted just a little.

ー Joseph! Where's my little boy?ーThe father's deep voice sounded cheerful.

Michael huffed, adjusted his clothes, and left the bathroom. Joseph, took a towel, covered himself with it and went to his room changing, with his usual clothes.

ー Joseph. ー the youngest, looked at his father.

ー Ho .. hi. ー I hug the little golden-colored bear.

ー Will you accompany me to my work? ー He smiled at him, Joseph pressed the doll to his chest.

ー Hmm .. it's that .. the dolls ... are .. ー The discomfort of talking about that made Joseph feel very uncomfortable ... too much.

ー Well ... I think this time, it will be better than the other times.