John couldn’t handle it anymore a moan quickly went past his lips and spiked a high note. He was really starting to feel it now, everything that was happen to him. The hot breath on his neck, the big hands on his sides, and most importantly. Probably the best thing that has ever happen to him, was the cock inside him.
He wasn’t gay, yes that is what he kept telling himself all these years. But one man didn’t believe him, or more so refused to believe him. Looking up with his hazy blue eyes John reached up grabbing at the blond hair giving it a tug. A low deep groan came from the male on top of him, along with a deep quick thrust into his behind. God this was driving him insane. Everything from the kisses to the touching. He was hot and bothered, but he liked it.
When he looked up all he could see where the orange eyes from the other. Yep, got that right, John Egbert was having sex with Bro Strider; His best friends brother. Now this didn’t all just happen over night, no there was events that lead up too it. Quite a few events really.
And John, not in the least bit had any regrets of what he was doing, it all just felt too good to regret. However, lying to his best friend, who he probably deeply had feelings for all these years; was what was choking him up. How could he go back now and tell his best friend he slept with his brother but was in love with him not Bro.
TURN IN NEXT WEEK FOR MORE—BROJOHN?
[actually idk if i should continue. nnnnnerrrvous]