Talk about a fun way to spend a weekend. Lazing around the house when Jeff (my brother) shows up with half a dozen guys to raid my fridge and steal my beer. Next thing you know it's me, 6 naked guys, and a lot of bodily fluids. The thrill wouldn't neccessarily come from my brother's participation, but more from the intensity of just having him present for the festivities. I'm also hoping that when 6 athletic and virile men see a set of curves that they like, they don't waste time asking permission to play touchy-feely with me.

Better to beg me for forgiveness later, one I've been fucked senseless, 500 different ways.