Best Friend's Brother Dylan Was Supposed To Be Straight

Dylan was my best friend’s straight older brother—tall, quiet, way too hot. I thought he hated me... until that night in the basement. What started as teasing turned dark, deep, and dangerous. Now I can’t stop thinking about how he touched me. Claimed me. A slow-burn, forbidden MM romance full of tension, spice, and emotional confessions.
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Dylan had just spanked me—light, playful, but firm enough to feel it in my spine—and then turned over like it was nothing. Like I wasn’t lying there rock hard with my heart pounding in my ears, trying to catch my breath. His last words echoed like a taunt.
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