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When Adam saw the large hand, he instinctively pressed his cheek against it.
The palm grazed his fevered skin.
“Haah…”
Isaac’s scent—thick with pheromones—washed over him.
The intoxicating aroma seeped deep into Adam’s lungs, making his back arch.
Desire swelled inside him at a dizzying speed.
“Ngh—!”
Adam lowered his head and rocked his hips.
But before long, his legs gave out again.
Collapsed atop Isaac, Adam squeezed his eyes shut.
Every nerve in his body was hyper-focused on where they were joined.
Drip.
He could feel the slick wetness inside him spilling out—proof of how completely that thick cock had filled him.
Adam clutched Isaac’s wrist with one hand, using it as an anchor as he slowly rolled his hips.
Slap, slap.
The lewd sound of skin meeting skin filled the air.
“What’s this?”
Suddenly, Chester was beside them.
At the unexpected question, Adam lifted his head.
Chester tapped Adam’s foot with his finger.
His toes were curled tight, every muscle tense.
“Relax your feet.”
“N-no, I can’t—”
Adam reflexively refused.
He was terrified of what would happen if he let go completely.
The sheer size of Isaac’s cock was already overwhelming.
If his body gave out, it would sink even deeper inside.
The lewd thought made his hole clench involuntarily.
“‘No’ isn’t an answer.”
“Hah…!”
Adam shook his head and kept moving his hips.
Thrust, plunge.
The thick, reddened cock slid in and out between his pale buttocks, glistening with slick.
Squelch, schlick.
Translucent threads stretched between their bodies with every movement.
Adam exhaled sharply, releasing the breath he’d been holding.
“Haah… hah… hh…”
His vision swam.
Dizziness crashed over him, blotting out everything.
Adam let go of Isaac’s arm to wipe his face—his forehead was already beaded with sweat.
While Adam rubbed his brow with the back of his hand, Isaac watched him silently.
An unreadable emotion flickered in those crimson eyes.
But only for a moment.
Soon, his gaze shifted to his brother.
The warmth in his eyes had vanished, replaced by amusement—an arrogant, knowing glint.
As if he could see right through him.
“Hah.”
Chester stifled a laugh, then uncrossed his arms with an exasperated expression.
Just as he parted his lips to speak, Adam moved first.
“Hah… ngh…!”
Gasping, he fumbled blindly until his hand closed around the swollen length beneath him.
Even his fingers couldn’t fully wrap around its girth.
Adjusting his hips, he aligned the tip with his entrance and began to lower himself—slowly, so slowly.
But the moment he did, Chester grabbed his ankle.
Before Adam could protest, his foot was shoved forward.
Losing balance, Adam fell onto Isaac in one abrupt motion.
“…!”
A soundless cry escaped him.
The rigid cock forced its way deeper, stretching him ruthlessly.
When the head struck that unbearable spot, his vision whited out.
Thud, thud, thud!
His heart pounded wildly.
Adam writhed, his body jolting like an unbroken colt.
Chester gripped his chin and tilted it up.
“Breathe.”
The murmured command brushed against his lips.
Only then did Adam realize he’d been biting his lower lip raw.
He wanted to inhale, but the pressure below kept him paralyzed.
“Tsk.”
Chester pushed his thumb past Adam’s lips, pressing down on his tongue.
The moment the resistance broke, air rushed back into his lungs.
“Haah—! Cough…! Hah…!”
The sudden inhale triggered a coughing fit.
Chester stroked Adam’s hair as he caught his breath, his touch almost gentle.
Adam’s gaze drifted downward—to Isaac’s body now in his line of sight.
The perfectly sculpted chest, the defined abs without an ounce of excess—every inch was flawless.
But what caught his attention were the streaks of white clinging to that statue-like torso.
“Ah…!”
Realizing what it was, Adam flushed.
His own release.
The shame of having come already—of staining Isaac’s body with his mess—burned through him.
His eyelids fluttered, the tips of his ears reddening under the heat of arousal.
“You’re leaving him to do all the work.”
Isaac’s voice, rough with desire, broke the silence.
Chester smoothed back his disheveled red hair before withdrawing his hand.
“You like it rough. Both of you.”
A smirk curled Chester’s lips.
“I just helped a little. No thanks needed.”
“You’re insufferable.”
Isaac sat up abruptly, his grip tightening on Adam’s waist.
Startled, Adam’s eyes flew open.
“But I won’t deny it.”
The whisper ghosted over Adam’s throat.
“I do like it rough.”
The moment the words left his mouth, Isaac slammed upward.
A brutal thrust tore a ragged moan from Adam’s lips, saliva spilling down his chin.
“Ngh—!”
Isaac’s mouth found his ear, tongue flicking against the sensitive shell.
The wet, filthy sounds sent Adam’s hips jerking uncontrollably.
“W-wait—! Hah… nngh…!”
Adam’s voice pitched higher, his body moving on its own.
His heated insides clung to Isaac’s cock as if begging for more.
“Hah… ha…”
Isaac swirled his tongue around Adam’s earlobe, each flick sending dizzying pleasure through him.
Adam couldn’t think—couldn’t breathe.
“Isaac—! Hhng…!”
Tears spilled down Adam’s cheeks as he sobbed the name.
Clear droplets traced the curve of his face before falling.
Isaac’s gaze darkened.
He studied Adam’s tear-streaked face before pressing his lips to his throat.
A shiver ran through Adam as he wrapped his arms around Isaac’s shoulders—milky-white fingers clutching desperately.
Isaac chuckled at the silent plea.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Ah—!”
Plunge. Another harsh thrust buried him deeper.
Adam’s nails dug into Isaac’s skin, but the man showed no pain—only relentless, punishing rhythm.
Thrust, slam.
Adam’s legs, braced against the sheets, slid upward with each movement.
His body accepted Isaac greedily, his vision flashing white with every stroke.
“S-slower… please…!”
“Can’t do that.”
With a voice devoid of inflection, Isaac responded and pulled Adam down by the waist.
The golden strands of hair tickled his buttocks.
Under the pressure of being pushed to his limit, Adam stiffened, his back rigidly straight.
“Hah— Hng.”
“My patience ran out a long time ago. Pity.”
Burying himself to the hilt, Isaac began thrusting shallowly.
Then, without pause, he ground into the swollen heat inside.
Adam could vividly feel the throbbing veins scraping against his walls.
His head fell back.
“Ah— W-wait…!”
His nails dug into Isaac’s neck and back, leaving red marks.
Unfazed, Isaac sucked his lower lip between his teeth.
Far from pain, he seemed to relish it.
“Hngh!”
Adam’s eyes flew open.
The hardness inside him kept pounding relentlessly, each thrust stealing his breath.
Pleasure coiled from his toes upward, threatening to drive him mad.
“Adam.”
Chester stroked his tousled red hair.
Cradling the back of his head, he whispered:
“You should be more honest.”
The seductive murmur cut through the silence.
“It’d be better for you, too.”
The coaxing was unbearably sweet.
Dazed, Adam slowly closed his eyes, his cheeks flushed beneath fluttering lashes.
“Nngh…”
As Adam’s peach-colored hips moved, Isaac’s lips twitched.
Feeling the other’s agitation, Adam exhaled shakily.
Haah, haah.
The sounds spilling from his lips were obscene.
“Good.”
Chester’s voice was noticeably warmer.
He patted Adam’s head once more before withdrawing.
The moment he did, Isaac—who had paused—resumed his assault.
The bed rocked violently, fluids splattering with each thrust.
“Ah— Hah— Ngh!”
Adam clung to Isaac, moaning.
His spine tingled, hair standing on end.
He could feel his climax approaching.
“Hahk!”
His eyes flew open.
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