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But it's a little weird to cuddle with your grown brother all night, so Mikey trudges up the stairs to his own room. He changes out of his jeans and falls onto the bed. He's still awake, though, so he slips his hand into his briefs and bites his lip.

His cock is hard and it twitches eagerly in his hand. Mikey doesn't want to think about anything in particular, just the way he feels, how good this is. He strokes slowly at first, then faster and harder. A broken moan escapes before he can stop himself.

It doesn't take long to get off, because he has a second of thinking of dark eyes and a generous mouth and he comes, not knowing exactly who he's thinking of. He just knows it makes him come, and he wipes his hand off on his sheet.

He lies there, panting, until sleep creeps over him.

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