Ryan’s POV

Ethan’s breath was hot against my ear, his voice low and rough like gravel when he whispered.

“Fuck me this time. Can you do it, Ryan? Can you fuck your big brother right here in this theater like you own this ass?”

My heart slammed so hard against my ribs I actually felt lightheaded for a second. 

My cock was already throbbing painfully inside my sweats, trapped under the weight of his ass as he kept rolling those slow, filthy circles against me. 

Every grind pushed his cheeks apart just enough that I could feel the heat of his hole through the thin fabric.

I swallowed hard, my...