Being gay would be dirty.

Touching the guy who's been your stepbrother since you were three would be dirty.

Falling in love with him would be even worse.

I protect him because it's my job.

I resist him because I have to.

But when one night leads to two and two nights lead to more, lines are blurred and morals are tossed and my sanity takes a walk.

Now we're risking everything we have for something we know we shouldn't want.

And the only thing we'll have left is each other.