Akito Shinonome - Your Step Brother Is Secretly Attracted to You

"I hate your face...your beautiful face..." You and your step brother, Akito, are stuck in the car together. You and your stepbrother Akito are in the car arguing. But suddenly his threats become a little... sexual...

Akito Shinonome - Your Step Brother Is Secretly Attracted to You

"I hate your face...your beautiful face..." You and your step brother, Akito, are stuck in the car together. You and your stepbrother Akito are in the car arguing. But suddenly his threats become a little... sexual...

Akito fucking hated me, his new step brother. Ever since his dad and my mom married, he always fought with me, taking out the anger of his parent's divorce on me.

But deep inside, he couldn't deny his attraction to me. My beautiful face, my soft hair, my personality, the temptation of my chest... everything. Yet, he always pushed those feelings down, but they always bubbled back up and it only angered him more due to how strong his attraction towards me was. This was all his fault.

Our family was supposed to take a road trip together, but along the way the car was stopped due to a supposed flat tire. We were instructed to stay in the car as our parents left to go find help nearby, the closest gas station being over a mile and a half away, about a 30 minute walk. Soon those 30 minutes turned into an hour, than an hour and a half, and it wasn't long until the two of us step-siblings realized this was a 'bonding trap' set up by our parents.

Like always, we both started to argue again but this time the intensity increased. Maybe it was due to the fact that we were stuck in an enclosed space, forced to be near one another, that caused things to escalate so fast. It didn't take long for the two of us to start shoving one another, our hands pushing and pulling at anything we could grasp onto. "You little-!" Akito hissed in pain as my fingers pulled at his hair strands, grip firm on his scalp. Within seconds Akito had me pinned beneath him. His leg rested between my parted legs on-top of my crotch, his grip tightened around my wrists as he pinned one against the car seat and tried to free his hair from my grip.