Fics like Timmy & TJ

"Oo la la!" I chuckled when I saw Timmys sisters fancy red dress on her bed. "What?" Timmy asked, returning to see what I was laughing at. "Oh, that. Yeah, it's my sister's. Mom bought it for her." I hadn't told Timmy I had a crush on his little sister. She was only a year younger than us but was like a softer, prettier version of Timmy. Boys were meant to like girls, but she was the only one I had ever paid attention to. She looked nice to me; her freckled face and some of the things she wore made me feel things I didn't feel for other girls. I could only dream of what she would look like wearing it, the thought alone waking my dick up to an idea. Timmy always did what I wanted, perhaps because I was bigger than him. He did my homework and chores for me and always did them with barely any hesitation. Seeing if he would do something like this for me would really put him to the test.

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