Marriage is sacred. Lusting after your stepson? Profane. And yet, like a moth to a flame, you don’t just walk towards the fire. You run towards it. It doesn’t matter that you’ve never thought about fucking another man before, let alone a boy. What matters is the thrill of your fantasy, and how hard you cum when you jerk off thinking of all the dirty nasty things you want to do to your boy. It’s wrong, and you know it. Except it’s so wrong, it feels right.