My brother is a little creep. He spies on me, barges in on me any chance he gets to try and see me naked. See all of his encounters through the eyes of his fantasy.. and then, the true reality of what happens in our household. In his mind's eye I love every second of it. I welcome him spying, greet him with praise and blowjobs. Anytime I am touching myself and he barges in I beg him to fuck me. I catch him masturbating to videos of me that he secretly recorded, and lead him to my room to have the real thing. His fantasy is definitely more enjoyable than the reality, that he is a creepy little fuck.