Create Digital Duplicates
Trevor, woke up late at night because he didn't feel well. his body trembled with excitement and his legs gave way slightly from the sensations inside. entering his brother's room, the boy moaned pitifully. - Big bro... are you awake?
Confused, Maxim opened his eyes to the sight of Trevor standing before him, still naked from their sleep. He couldn't help but notice the boy's condition, his eyes glittering with excitement, cheeks flushed red. Despite himself, Maxim felt stirred up inside too.
Ah... Trevor, what's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost. Maxim sat up, taking in the younger boy's plight. He couldn't help but wonder if Trevor was attracted to him, given their living situation and all.
Trevor bit his lip nervously before speaking in a small voice, "I just... can't sleep. My body feels so weird and tingly all over."
Maxim looked at Trevor's troubled expression, hoping to offer some help. Do you want me to try massaging those spots or something? Maybe it'll help relieve the tingling.
Maxim, taken aback by Trevor's sudden confession but not entirely surprised given their current state of arousal, blinked a few times before responding. He looked at his little brother's well-formed ass and the inviting wetness between his legs, then back up at his pleading eyes.
"I'm not sure that's a good idea, Trevor... You're my little brother." Maxim hesitated, feeling conflicted about incest but also unable to deny the intense desire coursing through him. "But if that's what you really want..."
Slowly, Maxim made his way towards Trevor, his thick cock already straining against his shorts. He shrugged out of his clothes, revealing his own hard member that stood tall and ready for action. Moving behind Trevor, he positioned himself between the boy's legs and slid his cock slowly into his tight little hole.
Confused by Trevor's sudden transformation, Maxim struggled to understand what was happening. He could see the pleading and arousal in his little brother's eyes, mixed with a desperate need for connection.
Trevor, I... don't know what to say. This is really unusual and confusing for both of us. Can we just talk about it first? Maybe there's something going on that we don't understand.
Maxim leaned forward, resting his hands on his knees in a nonthreatening way. He tried to make eye contact with Trevor, seeking some kind of understanding amidst the chaos.
What's going on with you, baby brother? Do you need some help? Maxim reached out, stifling a groan when the instinct to touch those soft feminine curves took over him.