Fucking my brother’s boyfriend with my homeboy

Title: “Brother’s Betrayal: A Hilarious Threesome Gone Wrong”

Heidi and her homegirl Jazmine were going through a bit of a dry spell. It had been weeks since either of them had gotten laid, and the craving for some throbbing, schlong-induced orgasms was getting intense. So when Jazmine suggested they spice things up by inviting Heidi’s brother’s secret boyfriend over for a wild, uninhibited gangbang, Heidi couldn’t resist. Little did she know, this threesome would be anything but thrilling.

The plan was simple: get Heidi’s brother Tyrone out of the house, then seduce his closeted lover Devante into a steamy sex session. Jazmine, clad in a tight leather mini skirt and a revealing crop top, arrived at Heidi’s early to help set the stage. They popped open a bottle of Cabernet and waited for Tyrone and Devante to leave for their weekly poker night. Once the coast was clear, the girls transformed the living room into a BDSM dungeon, complete with bondage ropes, floggers, and vibrating dildos in every crevice.

Devante arrived fashionably late, clearly nervous but curious about the “surprise” Tyrone had arranged. Heidi and Jazmine pounced, shoving the unsuspecting stud onto the couch and straddling him on either side. Jazmine wrangled his wrists into submission, while Heidi ripped open Devante’s designer shirt, exposing his rock-hard pecs dusted with baby powder.

“Tyrone’s not here…” Devante stammered, tugging at his restraints.

“Don’t worry, baby,” Heidi purred, unzipping his slacks, “We’ve got you covered.”

Jazmine yanked down Devante’s boxer briefs, revealing a massive banana-sized extension that jutted skyward like the Washington Monument. Heidi licked her chops, but hesitated – Tyrone was her brother, and she’d always found Devante a bit… unappealing. But in this moment of lust-fueled desperation, she powered through.

Jazmine dove in, engulfing Devante’s prick in her practiced succubus mouth. Heidi stripped off her Yoga pants, sliding her dripping snatch onto Devante’s shaft. The three writhed and moaned, the couch creaking with exertion. But something was off. Devante’s moans sounded more pained than pleasured, and his body seemed strangely rigid.

Suddenly, Devante collapsed, a wet spot forming on the leather. Heidi jumped up, eyes wide. “Oh my God, did I just kill my brother’s boyfriend?!”

Jazmine checked his pulse. “He’s alive, but he’s not breathing. Quick, call an ambulance!”

When the paramedics arrived, a mortified Tyrone followed them inside. “What the hell happened here? And why is my boyfriend naked on my couch?”

Heidi and Jazmine exchanged a glance, struggling to concoct a believable tale. “We thought you said it was okay for us to have a gangbang with Devante!” Heidi burst out.

Tyrone recoiled. “What? No!”

“He said he wanted to try something new and wild, that y’all hadn’t done that lately,” Jazmine lied.

Tyrone’s face turned an ashy shade of green. “No, that was rocky road and red velvet, you dumb bitches!” He then trained his accusing gaze on his limp lover. “Devante, please tell me you didn’t…”

Devante, who’d started to stir, shifted only to moan, “Ambulance!”

Heidi and Jazmine packed up and fled before the cops arrived, confident that Tyrone would cover for them lest he incriminate himself. They staggered down the street, giggling uncontrollably.

“Can you believe he didn’t get off from our expert skills?” Jazmine guffawed, still buzzing from the hilarity of the whole situation.

“Well, he did eat an entire tub of ice cream right before we started!” Heidi snorted. “Still, that was a close one. I’m gonna be traumatized reliving this when I masturbate tonight.”

The two walked off into the sunset, headed to a bar for drinks to start their recovery. In the end, the video (which Tyrone had magically captured on his home security camera) would make its way online, taking the internet by storm. Gangbangs and trainer thotties were hot, but the real star was Tyrone’s make-out-on-a-slope physique, which would birth a thousand memes and spawn countless pleas for a sequel. But for Heidi, Devante, and Tyrone, the Devante Degradation, as it came to be known, would forever supply cringe-worthy flashbacks.