As the movie progressed, Ethan felt his eyes drifting towards the small bulge in between Greg’s legs. He stared at it for a bit, before refocusing his gaze on the movie. However, Ethan couldn’t focus on the movie, and his eyes kept moving straight to Greg’s, or really his brother’s, cock bulge. A strand of saliva leaked out of the corner of his mouth. Ethan shook his head, yelling at himself mentally.
“No! This is wrong! You can’t want to fuck Greg, especially when he has Eric’s beautiful, young cock in between his le- no! You can’t be thinking this!” Ethan scolded himself, repeating this on a loop inside his head. However, as he kept repeating this, the pussy that was currently affixed to him grew moister, and all he did was grow more horny. Ethan kept staring at Greg’s bulge. “...I mean, it’s not me that wants to fuck him! It’s Haylee’s pussy, not mine. Yeah, that’s it!” Ethan rationalised. A little bit later, Eric stood up and stretched.
“Well, I’m going to sleep.” He said. Ethan waved his hand dismissively, eyes still glued to Greg.
“Yeah, sure, whatever.” Ethan muttered. As he heard Eric’s receding footsteps, his hand unconsciously reached out towards Greg’s tiny cock.