Summary
Three months after I came to the city for work, a city pretty boy turned me gay.
He was all sweetness while he was chasing me. Once he had me, he turned into a different person.
Not only did I end up on the bottom, he would climb out of bed and start sneering at me for being a country bumpkin.
I put up with it willingly. A wife was meant to be spoiled, after all.
Especially a gorgeous, beautifully built wife who stood 192 centimeters tall.
Until one night, after sex, I saw floating comments:
[The older brother wins him over, the younger brother fucks him. Twins really know how to have fun.]
[The older brother was so gentle when he was courting him. Then he turned the guy gay and dumped him on his little brother, keeping his own hands clean. Poor supporting character has no idea and still has to put up with the younger brother’s moods every day.]
Kept his hands clean? Ha. With a cold laugh, I ran a hand over my pretty boy’s body.
“Tired, wife? How come you haven’t got yesterday’s stamina?”
The pretty boy’s face went even paler.
“Yesterday?”