i woke up in the middle of the night, hearing some of that beating of the meat. i supposed it was my brother, and i went in his room just to check, the room next to mine. as i walked in, i saw something so horrifying. james charles was there fucking my very own brother.
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i woke up with a gasp and couldn't calm my tits. i went to my brothers room, but he was sound asleep. i thought i saw someone peering in his window from the dark, but i must've been seeing things because it was 3 am in the morning. it kind of looked like the guy from my nightmare, james charles.
i went back to sleep trying not to think about it, but i kept tossing and turning in my bed. finally i went back to my brothers room just to check on him.
i saw my brothers tight ass cheeks and looked outside the window.
there he was.
james charles
he didn't even pay attention to me, he became aroused as he watch my brothers chest fall up and down. james started moaning, then i screamed.
my brother woke up with a start and i saw james run away down the empty street as my brother just stared at me.
before he could ask anything, i rushed back to my room and fell asleep.
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the next day at school me and my brother walked out of his car and i thought i saw a familiar face, one that i saw about 5 hours ago. i shuddered in fear.
who knows if he'll rape my brother?
my brother was definitely straight, i think. he had a girlfriend but that chick is just to...masculine.
james followed us into the school and i caught him checking out my brothers ass. he looked at me and flipped me off and i abruptly turned around.
'what the fuck was that for?!' i said.
'i'm a celebrity. i can do whatever the fuck i want.' he replied back smugly. my brother turned around and he bounded past me yelling 'omg hey jt are you getting for lacrosse season i can tell by those fat ass cheeks that i'd clap- die to have for'
'the fuck no lax season isn't even here it's football season.' he said. i could tell he sensed the mega fat gay vibe. 'trinity lets get the fuck out of here.'
little did he know that james watched him sleep all night, and may or may not have looked at his dick in the shower lmao

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james charles- a horror story
Terrori woke up, hearing my brother beating his meat in the room next to mine. but when i walked in, i saw something that could never calm my tits.