Chapter 12 Accepting the invitation

Aslan Murabak

I'm a long time without sex and this is making my head create imaginations. Lemi knocks on the door once again, I take off my clothes quickly and put on a dressing gown, buying time for my member to calm down so I can open the door and not answer my rock-hard brother.

"What a delay to open."- he complains.

"I was just heading for the shower, I had two online meetings. What about you? Where have you been?" I lie to him.

"I was with the woman of my life."

"Woman of your life? What do you mean?"

"I met my future wife, she's beautiful, kind and hot." - he sits in the chair.

"Is she Brazilian? You know what our parents think of foreign women, don't you?" - another crazy thing from my brother.

"I'm not the Sheik, the one who has to marry a woman from our country is you, because you can't grate blood." - he laughs and debauches me, speaking as our fathers speak - "I am second in line of succession and I do not aim to reach it, ever."

"And if I resign? You will be a new Sheik of