From the start, it’s like we weren’t recording at all. It’s just chemistry, from the first kiss, to the first moment I push inside him, to the way his toes curl in his socks—yes, he apparently left his socks on… I hadn’t even noticed—right before he starts to come. It doesn’t look like porn… Because it’s real. Like a hidden camera capturing two stepbrothers succumbing to mutual, lust-drunk desire.
