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Adam’s thoughts spun as his arm moved frantically.
His rationality kept slipping—how could it not?
Everything was too much: the alphas’ pheromones wrapping around him, the scorching heat of Isaac’s cock in his palm, the lips and hands worshiping his body, the toy still buried inside him.
Nothing about this wasn’t obscene.
“Ngh…!”
Unable to hold back, Adam gripped his own length and bowed his head.
His fully erect cock stood before him, the slit twitching as if ready to spill any second.
“I—I can’t… hold on… much longer…”
“Go ahead. Don’t worry—I’ll let you.”
To his surprise, Chester withdrew his hand.
The sudden lack of pressure around his throbbing arousal made Adam’s eyes fly open.
Cool air brushed over his flushed skin, leaving him strangely frustrated.
…Why do I feel like this?
A savage impulse surged.
If he lost control just a little more, he might grind himself against the floor.
The mere thought made humiliation burn through him.
His wide green eyes shook wildly.
“Why so flustered? Didn’t you want me to stop?”
“Y-yes…”
“Right?”
Chester grinned brightly.
The hand that hadn’t been holding his cock rose to stroke the back of Adam’s head, rubbing the ends of his hair before trailing down to his nape, slick with oil and sweat.
“I’ll teach you what to do next.”
Chester pressed his fingernail into Adam’s skin.
Just as a sharp sting made Adam part his lips, a low whisper crawled into his ear.
“Suck his cock.”
Adam’s head jerked up at the unexpected command.
Isaac, too, seemed caught off guard, his brows twitching faintly.
After a glance at that face, Adam slowly lowered his gaze.
The cock gripped in his hand was still stiff and fully erect.
‘Suck this?’
Though equally hard, it was incomparably thicker and larger than his own.
Was he really supposed to take this club-like thing into his mouth?
The moment he dwelled on Chester’s order, his throat tightened.
Thud, thud, thud, thud.
His heart pounded violently from tension.
Adam stared fixedly at the cock, steadying his breath.
What if he choked? Would it even fit in his mouth?
A whirlwind of questions tangled in his mind—
“Tch.”
Chester, who had been watching, suddenly seized the back of Adam’s head.
Unlike before, his grip was rough as he shoved Adam’s face toward Isaac’s groin.
Adam shuddered in surprise as something hot and rigid pressed insistently against his cheek.
He immediately recognized it—the very thing he’d just been holding.
“Hah—!”
Trapped against Isaac’s crotch, Adam exhaled sharply.
The cock twitched, growing even harder under his breath.
He hadn’t imagined it could get bigger.
Swallowing nervously, Adam gulped down dry saliva.
“Let go.”
The icy voice belonged to Isaac.
He even grabbed Chester’s wrist, pulling the hand away from Adam’s head.
Chester tilted his head.
“Hm?”
“You don’t like it?”
“……”
“Or are you just embarrassed?”
“Don’t cross the line, Chester.”
“What line?”
Chester didn’t look the least bit apologetic.
“You weren’t saying anything, so I asked. If you hate it, just say so. He can suck my cock instead.”
“……”
“For the record, I love getting head. Imagining Adam licking my dick like a eager pup… Ah, just thinking about it excites me. I’m offering this fun to you first, Brother. But if you’re not interested…”
The atmosphere grew oddly tense.
Adam immediately sensed the shift in the alphas’ pheromones—desire still thick, but now laced with possessiveness and rivalry.
It was as if they were squaring off, their pheromones clashing around him.
“You talk too much.”
“And you don’t talk enough.”
Isaac’s face remained blank, while Chester kept smiling.
Wedged between the brothers, Adam could only roll his eyes in bewilderment.
He couldn’t fathom why they were suddenly at odds.
“Fine. Stop pushing his head down.”
Finally, Isaac’s voice softened slightly.
“He’ll understand if you just tell him. He’s not stupid.”
“Ah. Was I hurting you, Adam?”
The pressure on his head vanished.
“Well? Did I grip too hard? Sorry—I got carried away.”
Adam couldn’t even muster a reply.
The weight of the alphas’ pheromones crushed his lungs, leaving him breathless.
Chester lowered his hand, fingertips brushing the cleft of Adam’s ass.
“Here. I’ll guide you. Do as I say.”
“Hah…”
“Wet your lips first with saliva. Good. Now press them to the tip. Like a bird’s beak—lightly, just like that.”
Dizzying.
The whispers curling around his ears, the scent flooding his lungs, the cock before his eyes—all of it spun his head.
Adam squeezed his eyes shut against the throbbing ache, then forced them open.
A moment later, he pressed pursed lips to the swollen head.
The taste of pre-cum touched his tongue—salty, but not as unpleasant as he’d feared.
A shaky exhale escaped him.
“Huu…”
“Don’t stop. Keep going.”
Adam mouthed at the rounded tip again and again, his lower lip soon glistening.
Chester stroked his hair approvingly.
“Ha.”
Isaac finally let out a low groan.
Hearing it, Adam relaxed slightly.
At least his efforts weren’t unwelcome.
Tentatively, he flicked his tongue against the slit.
The moment his tongue grazed flesh, Isaac’s hips jerked.
“Now, take the head into your mouth.”
Adam’s eyes widened. Put this in his mouth?!
“Chester-nim…”
“Why? Don’t want to?”
“It’s not that… I don’t know if it’ll fit.”
Adam’s cheeks flushed red.
Isaac, who had been silently watching, touched Adam’s cheek with his finger.
The light brush of his fingertips felt searingly hot.
“Your mouth really is small. If you can’t do it, don’t force yourself.”
“Don’t tell me not to. If I practice slowly, I’ll get it eventually.”
“You’re telling me this is going inside that throat of yours?”
“Of course. Later, I’ll even be able to take you all the way to the base.”
Isaac’s lips pressed together.
Unreadable emotions flickered across his handsome face—disapproval at Chester’s lewd words, or perhaps arousal.
As he fell silent, his cock twitched faintly.
Adam eyed the fully erect length before parting his lips.
He strained to take the swollen tip into his mouth.
The stretched edges of his lips ached.
“Ah, ngh…!”
A strained sound escaped him involuntarily.
His tongue scraped against the shaft as he struggled for breath.
Isaac’s body shuddered again.
For a moment, it seemed like he gritted his teeth before lowering his head.
“Ngh—”
The cock pushed deeper, bulging against Adam’s cheek.
His face distorted momentarily as his throat convulsed, unable to even swallow.
His mouth tightened around the shaft, enveloping it.
“…Pull it out.”
Isaac’s voice was strained, thick with tension.
Adam hastily released him and glanced up.
Isaac’s expression was tight, lips pressed together.
Though his face remained impassive, his agitation was obvious—his disheveled hair, flushed cheeks, and the way his lips trembled as he held back his ragged breaths.
An inexplicable satisfaction bloomed inside Adam.
The urge to rattle Isaac further seeped into his bones.
That was why he licked the shaft.
“Hng—”
The moment Adam’s tongue traced the vein, Isaac’s large hand clamped down brutally on his shoulder.
The crushing grip nearly forced a cry out of him.
“Now, now.”
Chester grabbed Isaac’s wrist.
“Let go, Brother. You’ll hurt Adam.”
“……”
Isaac’s eyes narrowed.
He clearly recognized Chester’s deliberate provocation.
The hand on Adam’s shoulder dropped away.
At the same time, Chester tapped Adam’s back with a finger—a silent command to continue.
Adam ran his tongue up and down the length.
He hadn’t even gone a few strokes before his breathing grew ragged.
Was this the right way?
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