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Still trembling, he looked down to find Isaac gripping his cock tightly.
“L-let go— Please—!”
“Not yet.”
Isaac pressed his thumb against the tip.
Adam hiccuped, pain flaring from the denied release.
He tried prying Isaac’s hand away.
“Hh—!”
The moment he tugged Isaac’s arm down, the grip tightened.
When Isaac blocked his slit, the agony worsened.
Adam blinked, his lashes damp.
“I— I can’t… take it…”
A tear rolled down his cheek.
Rather than pity, Isaac only grew more aroused.
He caught the tear with his tongue, then pressed harder.
“Ngh— Ah!”
Thud, thud!
The bed creaked wildly as their bodies collided.
Adam panted, oversensitive to every thrust.
Pleasure burst like fireworks inside him.
“Please— Ngh— I— can’t— Ahh…!”
His glistening tip was flushed red, swollen to the brink.
Begging, Adam pressed a kiss to Isaac’s cheek.
“Nn.”
Isaac groaned low at the unexpected touch.
Encouraged, Adam trailed kisses down to his jaw.
“Haah… Mm.”
Breathless, he explored further until his lips met Isaac’s throat.
When he looked up, his green eyes were hazy.
“Isaac… sir…”
The fragile call was feverish.
Adam’s wet lips parted—a silent plea for release.
Isaac’s eyelids twitched.
He clenched them shut, fighting for control—then suddenly freed Adam’s cock and hauled him close.
What followed was a merciless pace.
“Ah! Ngh— Ahh!”
Slap, slap! Adam’s thighs trembled uncontrollably.
His vision whited out as his head fell back—just as Isaac struck deep.
“Aah— Ah…!”
Sight blurred.
All he could feel was the relentless movement inside him, each thrust branding his senses.
“Hah— Hng— Ah!”
Isaac crushed him tighter, immobilizing him.
“—!”
Then—release.
Adam arched violently, vision blacking out. He forgot to breathe, body convulsing.
“Adam. Breathe.”
Lost in pleasure, Adam didn’t hear him.
He didn’t realize his back was curved or that he was shaking.
“Adam.”
Isaac’s voice sharpened.
Chester stroked Adam’s face.
“Sometimes, pleasure makes you faint.”
“Faint?”
“Vision goes dark, consciousness slips. Letting go at the peak. He’ll come around—don’t worry.”
Chester pressed Adam’s cheeks.
His lips parted, and a finger pushed in, thumb pressing his tongue.
A choked gasp escaped.
“Haah— Haah!”
“Good.”
Chester chuckled.
“No matter how good it is, you’ve got to breathe. Look how scared you made him.”
Adam blinked slowly.
As awareness returned, he turned his head—meeting Isaac’s stoic gaze.
At a glance, nothing had changed.
But Adam, even dazed, noticed the tension in his brows.
Shame and embarrassment flared.
“I’m… sorry…”
Isaac’s eyes dropped to Adam’s lips—shiny with spit.
Unaware of the effect, Adam bit his lower lip.
“Hmm.”
Chester grinned.
“Shall we have more fun?”
“Huh?”
Instead of answering, Chester stroked Adam’s hips, still straddling Isaac.
His touch lingered on the curve of his ass, deliberate and slow.
Adam shuddered, bowing his head.
“Nnh…”
His lashes fluttered down.
In his blurred vision, he saw his own cock—dripping white, glistening under the light.
Even his red pubic hair was soaked.
‘How… didn’t I notice?’
In the sudden darkness, Adam couldn’t even remember what he had done.
He rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand—his burning skin was damp with sweat.
“Ah!”
The hand caressing his hips slid down to his thighs.
As fingers trailed along his inner thigh, Adam tried to sit up, but Chester immediately pressed him back down with a hand on his shoulder.
With a thud, Isaac’s length pushed deep inside him.
The oversensitive flesh, still throbbing from his recent climax, clenched tight around the intrusion.
“Ngh—”
Isaac gritted his teeth. It seemed he was just as sensitive.
A strange satisfaction flickered in Adam at the thought that the other man was just as worked up.
He reached out and stroked Isaac’s shoulder—a touch that could have been soothing or teasing.
“Mmm…”
His fingers trembled against Isaac’s skin when Chester, who had been caressing his thigh, suddenly gripped the base of his cock.
Chester pressed his thumb against the tip, tapping it lightly.
A sticky thread of fluid stretched between them.
“Ah—ah! N-not there—”
“Why not?”
“I just—I just came, hah… please—”
“Really? You seem to like it.”
Chester chuckled, muttering, “Weird,” before squeezing the head firmly, as if milking it.
The remaining cum spilled out in a rush.
Adam shuddered, grabbing Chester’s wrist.
“Ah, stop—please!”
“Fine, fine. I’ll listen to you.”
Chester didn’t seem bothered at all.
Instead, he grinned, amused, and even pressed a kiss to Adam’s cheek before trailing his lips downward—his neck, his shoulder, his shoulder blades…
Adam squirmed at the ticklish sensation, letting out a soft moan.
“Hng—?!”
Just then, Chester let go of his cock.
At the same time, he pushed Adam’s back with both hands, sending him tumbling fully into Isaac’s arms.
“Both of you, lie down.”
Chester kept nudging Adam with his palm.
Confused, Adam frowned.
“Eek!”
Isaac suddenly shifted beneath him.
As he leaned back, Adam fell with him, the movement causing the cock inside him to slip halfway out.
The sensation of his tender flesh being dragged along made Adam’s face burn.
No matter how much he tried, he couldn’t get used to the feeling of being stretched open.
“Ah…”
He swallowed hard, letting out a shaky breath.
Meanwhile, Chester patted Adam’s ass a few times before spreading it apart with both hands.
Adam flinched at the sudden exposure.
“Hah—!”
“Stay still.”
Chester’s voice was as sweet as before.
Adam could only bite his lip, unable to move.
He could feel Chester staring at where their bodies were joined—the humiliation made his skin prickle.
“L-Let go… please…”
“Why? It’s a nice view.”
“Eek!”
“It’s not like it’s the first time. You should get used to it by now.”
Adam instinctively shook his head.
He didn’t want to be indifferent about having his hole on display—let alone while he was still impaled, unable to even clench shut.
The shame made him tighten involuntarily.
His rim fluttered, sucking Isaac deeper inside.
The mixed fluids pooled within him—omega slick and alpha cum—dripped slowly down the shaft.
The thick, sticky strands clung to the veins before sliding down.
Drip.
Chester caught some on his fingers and smeared it back over Adam’s twitching entrance.
Adam nearly screamed as the fingers rubbed against him.
Being watched was bad enough—but being touched there while still connected was unbearable.
“What are you doing?”
Isaac broke the silence.
“If you’re just going to interrupt, move aside.”
“I’m not interrupting—I’m participating, brother. Don’t be so cold.”
“You’re the one keeping me from moving.”
“Even if you’re impatient, hold on. The sweetest rewards come to those who wait. Didn’t I say I’d make it more fun?”
Isaac scowled, clearly unimpressed by his brother’s smug tone.
Adam clung to that reaction, hoping it meant this humiliating position wouldn’t last much longer.
But then Isaac tilted his head, as if reconsidering, and said:
“…I want to see too.”
“No—!”
Adam clapped a hand over Isaac’s mouth before he could stop himself.
Isaac raised a brow, as if asking what’s your problem?
“D-Don’t say things like that… Ow!”
Isaac bit down on his finger, teeth pressing into his skin.
Adam yanked his hand back with a yelp.
“Why just me?”
“You’re right here… I can’t reach Chester…”
“Ah, right. Fair point.”
Chester smirked before blowing a soft stream of air downward.
The cool breeze brushed against their joined flesh, making Adam jolt.
“Hng—!”
Adam buried his face against Isaac’s shoulder, his damp hair sticking to his forehead.
“S-Stop it…”
“Stop? We haven’t even started.”
“Wha—? Ngh—!”
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