" Dude, you’re creeping me out,” Kevin said, reaching for his shorts.
Before he could pull them back on I dropped the hose and bee-lined toward him, wrapping him in a bear hug. “You really are my brother.”
“Huh?” Kevin asked, standing still as a statue.
“Shhh…just let me love you.”
“What exactly is going on out here?” Dre asked from the porch, flipping on the light. I still didn’t let go.
“He’s my brother. I’m sure of it now,” I informed her.
“I Have no idea what’s going on,” Kevin said, wigging from my grip.
“Oh yeah? … How are you so sure?”
I stepped back and pointed down to Kevin’s massive cock. “Because of that! "

― T.M. Frazier , Preppy: The Life & Death of Samuel Clearwater, Part Three (King, #7)