Carter has said ‘no homo’ approximately four hundred times today, which is roughly four hundred more times than someone who isn’t thinking about it would need to. His stepbrother knows the truth and decides to test the theory by walking out of the shower completely naked, thick cock swinging at eye level past Carter on the couch. Carter’s eyes lock on and don’t let go. The stepbrother sits beside him, spreading his legs casually, letting his heavy meat rest against his thigh. Carter stares. Swallows hard. His own shorts develop a suspicious tent. The stepbrother simply asks ‘you want to touch it’ and Carter’s straight identity crumbles faster than a sandcastle in a tsunami. First touch leads to first stroke leads to first taste — Carter wraps his supposedly-straight lips around his stepbro’s fat cock with suspiciously natural talent. The taboo escalates when the stepbrother bends Carter over and discovers a hole that’s tighter than anything he’s ever entered. Carter protests weakly between moans that tell a very different story. By the time his stepbro dumps a raw load inside him, Carter isn’t saying no homo anymore — he’s saying ‘don’t stop.’ Straightness officially retired.
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