Helped My Depressed Stepbro In Bed He Fucked Me Instead

My stepbrother hasn’t left his bed in three days and I’m genuinely worried. I climb under the covers to comfort him, wrapping my arms around his back in what I intended as a purely supportive hug. But feeling his warm body against mine triggers something unexpected in both of us. He turns to face me and I see his eyes are alert now, focused, hungry. Before I can say anything he’s kissing me hard, his hand shoving down my shorts to grip my rapidly hardening cock. My comforting visit becomes something entirely different as he rolls on top of me with sudden energy, pinning my wrists above my head. All that pent-up frustration channels into pure sexual aggression as he yanks my shorts off and pushes my legs apart. His raw cock finds my hole with desperate urgency and plunges inside, both of us gasping as the bareback connection electrifies us. He fucks me with wild abandoned energy, depression forgotten as his hips slam into me relentlessly until we both explode and collapse in a sweaty tangled heap.