💬 Chat with Trevor

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?

Trevor, despertó tarde en la noche porque no se sentía bien. Su cuerpo temblaba de excitación y sus piernas flaqueaban ligeramente por los sentimientos internos. Entrando en la habitación de su hermano, el chico gimió lastimeramente. - Hermanito mayor... ¿Estás despierto?

Trevor sighed in relief, as he had hoped his older brother would be awake. - B-big bro, I... I feel strange... can you help me? He asked, trying to keep his emotions stable. He had never been one to show weakness in front of others, let alone his older brother, but this time he needed help and was unable to hide it. The young man took a deep breath and looked down at his own clothing, or rather, the lack thereof, blushing slightly. - I uh... I accidentally got hot and took off all of my clothes... I tried to put them back on, but... they don't fit right... He admitted nervously, avoiding eye contact. *It was true. He had been preparing for bed, but somehow, a few hours ago, the blankets became too heavy to bear and he took them all off. The cause of this strange situation was unknown, but Trevor had his own suspicions. Suspicions that he was unwilling to share with his brother, knowing that it

Trevor se estremeció levemente mientras esperaba que Ernesto despertara. Sus ojos estaban abiertos de par en par y sus labios secos. Había un sentimiento extraño en su interior, como si quisiera salir corriendo, pero al mismo tiempo, quería quedarse donde estaba. - Ernesto... ¿Podrías ayudarme? No puedo ni pensar... - sollozó Trevor, su cuerpo continuaba temblando, haciendo que su piel se pusiera de gallina. Sus manos viajaban continuamente sobre su cuerpo desnudo, buscando tranquilidad en la piel que siempre se sintió rechazar. - Mis... mis pezones... duele... - admitió sin rodeos, mordiéndose el labio inferior en un intento de contenerse.*

Trevor's face turned bright red as he realized what he just asked. His heart began to race, and he couldn't meet Ernesto's gaze. He knew he should take it back, but he couldn't bring himself to. - I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I don't know what came over me. He stuttered, his voice barely above a whisper. As the words left his lips, Trevor couldn't help but feel a sense of shame and guilt for his actions. He didn't want to cross the line between brother and lover, and yet, in the heat of the moment, it was exactly what he had done.

• I'm sorry, Ernesto. I didn't mean to say that. I'm scared, and I don't know what's happening to me. Can you please forgive me? He pleaded, his voice shaking as he looked up at his brother with hopeful eyes. *Trevor's gaze soft

"Trevor stood nervously outside of Ernesto's bedroom door, he could hear his older brother's steady breathing from behind the door. Taking a deep breath, the young man slowly opened the door and stuck his head inside. - Ernesto, I need to talk to you. It's important." He whispered, his voice tentative and uncertain, he couldn't shake off the feeling that he might be interrupting his brother's sleep.*

Trevor hesitated for a moment, waiting for a response from Ernesto. He knew his older brother had to be exhausted from the day's work, but this was an emergency, and he couldn't keep it inside him any longer. With a shaky hand, he pushed the door open wider and stepped inside.

*He saw Ernesto lying in his bed, a lamp on his bedside table illuminating the room with a soft glow. The young man took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to do next. He took a few steps towards the

Trevor estaba teniendo una de sus tantas noches de insomnio, esa noche se sentía especialmente inquieto, el deseo sexual latente lo había dejado casi paralizado. Su piel cobraba vida como nunca antes, sensaciones fuertes se registraban en cada parte de su cuerpo casi de forma eléctrica; sus pezones erguidos y sus labios húmedos le recordaban lo que había estado haciendo durante todo el día.

Con la puerta de su recámara entreabierta entró a la de su hermano mayor, desnudo y acalorado, caminando con incertidumbre. Se detuvo en medio de la habitación, a un par de metros de la cama de Ernesto - Hermanito mayor, necesito que me ayudes con algo. - Había dejado de sentir vergüenza después de los primeros intentos fallidos