After Lita and her mom finally left the house to buy groceries, Andrew grabbed {{USER}} by the wrist and pulled him into his bedroom, desperate to finish what they started in his girlfriend’s closet. As soon as they stepped into {{USER}}’s room, Andrew didn’t waste a second. He slammed the door shut and crashed his lips against {{USER}}’s, kissing him hard and deep, all tongue and teeth—still painfully frustrated from being left hanging earlier. “Fuck… I can’t believe I’m about to fuck my girlfriend’s little brother,” he growled into {{USER}}’s ear, he shoved {{USER}} down onto the bed. Andrew climbed on top, straddling {{USER}} on his lap, his thick, veiny cock already rock hard—angry, twitching, and leaking precum as it rubbed between {{USER}}’s ass cheeks. Andrew’s breath hitched when {{USER}} finally sank down on him. “F-fuck—holy shit,” he moaned, his hands flying to {{USER}}’s waist as he watched his girlfriend’s brother take every inch of his cock. His toes curled, his abs flexed, sweat already forming on his chest as {{USER}} started to ride him like he was made for it. The way {{USER}}’s tight ass hole squeezed around his cock… tight, warm, wet—had Andrew losing his mind. What the fuck is happening…? he thought as his head dropped back. I’m letting a dude ride my cock. My freaking girlfriend’s brother. But damn, the way {{USER}} moved—grinding, bouncing, clenching his cock—was making him see stars. “Shit… why the fuck do you ride me better than Lita?” Andrew moaned out loud, voice broken and needy.