* * *
Lost in uncertainty, Adam cupped the heavy sac with both hands, then pursed his lips around the head, sucking stubbornly, as if savoring a piece of candy.
“Tch.”
His teeth grazed sensitive skin.
Isaac let out a low groan, his face twisting.
Adam’s eyes widened under his sharp glare.
“S-Sorry, I—”
“Enough.”
Isaac cut him off before he could finish.
He dragged a hand through his own hair, roughly tousling the perfectly swept golden strands until they fell over his forehead.
His crimson eyes burned darker.
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
The pulse under Adam’s ear hammered wildly.
Who knew sucking someone off could be this exhilarating?
He’d never imagined it.
His thighs clenched on their own, the slick omega fluids inside him dripping down the toy in steady drops.
“Pathetic,” Chester murmured near his ear.
“Guess you really can’t take it all the way down yet.”
“Ah…”
“Don’t worry, I’m not scolding you.”
Chester’s voice softened further, laced with a faint, velvety amusement.
“In fact, I’m glad. Seems like I’ll be the one to stretch your throat open for the first time.”
He lingered on the word first, infusing it with subtle emphasis.
After urging Adam to keep going, Chester slid his hand lower.
Feeling the caress on his back, Adam resumed moving his lips, his body burning up as if he’d caught a fever.
“Hhk—!”
Adam nearly bit down when Chester’s hand suddenly seized the toy buried inside him.
The fake cock, embedded deep in his ass, began moving.
Each brutal thrust sent white flashes across his vision.
“Ngh—ah!”
With only the tip in his mouth, Adam flailed a hand weakly, fingers trembling as he gestured for Chester to stop.
But Chester showed no mercy, pistoning into him relentlessly.
Squelch, slap, squelch!
Lewd, wet sounds filled the air with every thrust.
The ridges of the toy stabbed inside him.
A sensation caught between pain and pleasure spread through his entire body.
Overwhelmed, Adam tried to pull off Isaac’s cock—but in that instant, Isaac grabbed his face with both hands.
The grip was gentler than when he’d held his shoulder, but just as inescapable.
“Keep it in your mouth.”
Isaac’s voice was gruff.
“Don’t just focus on what’s behind you. Do this part properly too.”
Resentment surged.
Don’t just focus on the back?
Adam sucked desperately, not even given a chance to swallow the pooling saliva.
To the two dukes, his efforts probably looked pitiful—but for Adam, experiencing oral sex for the first time, it was his absolute best.
Just as Adam furrowed his brows slightly, the corner of Isaac’s mouth curled.
Then, still gripping Adam’s cheek, he gave a shallow thrust.
The cock in Adam’s mouth pressed down on his tongue.
“Ah—!”
The pressure forced a cry from him.
More drool spilled down his chin.
Drip, drip.
Schlick, thud!
All the while, the artificial phallus continued to tease his insides.
The relentless back-and-forth motion made Adam’s vision blur.
He didn’t know where to focus—the flesh rubbing against his tongue or the toy plunging deep inside him, both overwhelming in their stimulation.
“Ngh, ah—! Hn, ah…!”
Adam moved both hands at once—his right gripping Isaac’s body, his left reaching for Chester.
His hips jerked helplessly.
As climax surged to the top of his skull, a shiver raced down his spine, and his vision went dark.
“……!”
Isaac hunched forward.
His golden hair swayed as the cock pressing down on Adam’s tongue twitched.
After several throbs, it finally released a thick, milky spurt.
The sticky white substance coated Adam’s palate and tongue entirely.
“Haah… hah!”
Isaac pulled out, and the toy buried inside him was swiftly removed.
Adam’s shoulders shook as he gasped for air, his vision still hazy from the lingering aftershocks.
“Hah…!”
Adam stuck out his tongue, panting.
The once-red muscle was now a mess of cum.
Dazed, he didn’t even notice the two brothers observing him.
“Hmm…” Chester murmured softly.
“More entertaining than I expected.”
Entertaining?
Adam wiped his lips with the back of his hand.
The semen clinging to his throat wouldn’t go down easily.
After several dry swallows, he finally coughed.
“Cough—! Hack, ah—!”
Suddenly, someone gripped his chin.
Tears blurred his vision, so he couldn’t tell who it was.
“…Open.”
Isaac’s voice was just as breathless.
Something soft touched his lips—a silk handkerchief.
Realizing they wanted him to spit, Adam shook his head.
He couldn’t dirty something so expensive.
“Why the stubbornness? What, you’d rather swallow?”
Chester’s voice was laced with amusement.
“No point resisting. It’s not like swallowing from this end will get you pregnant.”
The handkerchief pressed insistently against his lips, threatening to push inside.
Adam clamped his mouth shut like a clam.
Meanwhile, saliva mixed with cum slid down his throat.
A loud gulp echoed in the quiet room.
The grip on his chin vanished.
“Cough… ngh…”
The moment he swallowed, another fit of coughs wracked him.
Adam gulped repeatedly, but the sticky residue in his throat refused to fade.
“…You actually swallowed?”
Chester’s voice had dropped lower.
“The handkerchief… cough… looked too expensive. I didn’t want to ruin it.”
“Nonsense. The clothes you’re wearing cost far more. And they’ve been filthy for a while now. Look.”
Chester leaned closer, lightly tapping the damp fabric.
“Stained with perfume and omega slick. A handkerchief is the least of your worries.”
“……”
“Oh? You’re blushing. Didn’t mean to tease you.”
At his playful tone, Adam lowered his gaze.
A bitter taste lingered in his mouth.
As he swallowed again, Isaac spoke.
“Not bad.”
Both Chester and Adam looked up.
Isaac was cleaning himself with the handkerchief, his crimson eyes gleaming unnervingly.
“Watching you swallow. It’s not an unpleasant sight.”
“Hah.”
Chester let out a dry laugh.
“Kinky, brother. Didn’t know you had a thing for making people drink cum.”
“Why call it kinky? Whether it’s this mouth or the other one—not much difference.”
“Ahaha. Adam, you’re in for it.”
Chester’s red lips curved.
“My brother’s tastes keep expanding.”
Adam’s ears burned.
He tore his gaze from Isaac’s intense scrutiny, only to meet Chester’s mischievous grin.
Swallowing hard, he hesitantly asked:
“And… you, Chester?”
His voice wavered with embarrassment.
Chester tilted his head. “Hm?”
“Do you… like it? Watching me… swallow, I mean.”
“Why ask?”
“If you do… I’ll do the same for you. For both of you.”
Silence.
Adam glanced between the brothers, who stared at him as if he’d said something absurd.
“I just… want to please you. Was it a strange question?”
“Very,” Chester said, reaching out to brush Adam’s damp hair aside.
Sweat clung to his fingers, but he didn’t seem bothered.
“This must be your first time. Yet you talk like some seasoned expert—adorable.”
“Ah…”
Adam nodded, as if understanding.
Chester’s eyes softened, and even Isaac’s gaze eased slightly.
Adam exhaled sharply.
His lips tingled, his entire body buzzing.
But it wasn’t unpleasant—rather, the excitement from his toes to his scalp bordered on euphoria.
‘I’m getting used to this.’
It almost scared him, how much more he might change.
The pheromones in the air were thick and honey-sweet, muddling his thoughts further.
Wrapped in that dizzying sweetness, Adam let out another shaky breath.
“Hah…”
* * *
