With his p*nis thrust inside, Cyrus brought out a second p*nis. This s*x organ, resembling a human’s, had a thickness similar to Cecil’s slender forearm and featured curves that were obscenely elaborate. Even without direct insertion, this c*ck could thoroughly scratch the inside and excellently serve as a stopper to prevent s*men from leaking out.

When he tried to insert such a p*nis into the vaginal opening that already accommodated one c*ck, there was no gap, and it wouldn’t go in easily. Cecil, realizing what Cyrus intended to do, thrashed about. As the second p*nis kept slipping and bouncing due to Cecil’s struggles, Cyrus firmly bit the black snake’s nape and injected his mating fluid.

As the fluid that aided mating and excitement flowed through the blood vessels, Cecil’s black body went limp. Cyrus aligned his second p*nis with the softly loosened hole. As he slowly pushed it in, the hole, stretched to its limit, expanded with a crackling sound of flesh rubbing against flesh.

Cecil’s pupils dilated, and inaudible sobs escaped from his open mouth. His lower abdomen gradually swelled. Without arms to wrap around his belly, Cecil rubbed his lower abdomen emptily against the ground and shook his head. He felt his stomach might burst. One p*nis already overwhelmed him due to its excessive size, and now with another equally large c*ck entering, his insides were being churned.

The moment Cecil exhaled a small sigh from the arduous insertion, the second p*nis burrowed all the way to the base. At that foreign sensation, Cecil twisted his slippery body, but being entangled with Cyrus’s body like chains, only his tail could helplessly writhe.

Now his belly bulged hugely, resembling a female snake carrying offspring. In that state, when Cyrus withdrew his p*nis, it would shrink slenderly, then swell up again, repeating the cycle.

Every part of the inner walls received stimulation, creating incredible pleasure. Due to the penises that inevitably scratched and touched all sorts of places, Cecil’s vision flickered. Even as he sobbed and cried for Cyrus to stop, Cyrus continued. Rather, because they couldn’t cling together without hands and arms, he more persistently pounded inside.

When one p*nis withdrew, the other entered, and when the other withdrew, the remaining one entered. Even that wasn’t enough; both penises would stretch the hole and squeeze in together.

Cecil’s inaudible moans filled the desolate forest. His lower abdomen writhed, seemingly containing a living creature. Now Cecil’s hole flowed with lubricating fluid beyond control. It poured out in an enormous amount. The discarded clothes and the dirt ground became soaked.

Cecil’s p*nis had ej*culated snake s*men several times, but Cyrus hadn’t released once during that time. He persistently explored his brother’s erogenous zones and pounded Cecil’s v*gina with both beast and human penises. His persistence bordered on creepiness. With a greed approaching ruthlessness, Cyrus damaged his blood relative’s g*nitals, and only after the exhausted Cecil went limp did he release his s*men.

Cecil lost consciousness completely while receiving that s*men. Cyrus wanted to stay entangled like this for hours, blocking the entrance so that the s*men would permeate every part of the inner walls, but it was almost time to return to the dormitory. Soothing his regretful heart, he carefully withdrew his penises. Then, s*men mixed with lubricating fluid from inside poured out in spurts.

Cecil’s v*gina had stretched, clearly showing the black inner walls, and couldn’t hold back the flowing s*men. Although the s*men couldn’t be contained, Cyrus smiled faintly, pleased that the hole had stretched due to the two penises.

Having put on his human skin again, he preciously embraced his beast who dripped white fluid in his arms. The unconscious Cecil, in his beast form, hid in his brother’s embrace.

“Sleep well, brother.”

Cyrus tenderly stroked his exhausted brother’s head, planting a kiss on his forehead with a smack.

*

After their mating in the forest, the two began to stick together anywhere on campus. Even for someone as cautious as Cecil, young passion wasn’t something he could control.

He had suppressed his desires for a long time and now gradually released himself through his lover, while his young lover remained uninhibited. So naturally, neither of them could control this unrestrained behavior.

“Haah aah…”

It was a locked library. Cyrus, who frequented the library daily and stayed the longest, had a key entrusted to him by the librarian, which he used as an excuse to lock the door and strip his brother n*ked, devouring him to his heart’s content.

“Ah! Not there, ah!”

“Why? Your hole is twitching with pleasure here?”

Cyrus replied with a voice full of laughter as he spread Cecil’s b*ttocks apart and kissed the hole.

It was a hole he never tired of seeing. When they first coupled, it appeared quite tight compared to the plump, completely pink b*ttocks, but after daily penetration and even having two c*cks digging inside, it had expanded. It had become longer vertically than before, and its color looked truly obscene.

Now the light pink color had completely disappeared, replaced by a reddish hue. This resulted from receiving c*cks every day, even if for a short period. Looking at the shape that clearly knew the taste of a man’s c*ck, Cyrus chuckled and buried his face in it.

“Huu! Ah! No, nnng!”

Cecil twisted his waist, but this essentially appeared no different from provocatively shaking his b*ttocks. Instead of telling him to stay still, Cyrus slapped his b*ttocks once with a smack. A moan of pain was heard, and Cecil whimpered, reaching back to try to remove Cyrus’s face.

“Don’t do that, I don’t like it there, aang! I said I don’t like it there…!”

As he waved his hand around trying to push Cyrus’s face away, a slapping sound rang out. He had accidentally hit Cyrus’s cheek. Startled, Cecil turned his head to look down and saw Cyrus with an expressionless face.

“I-I told you not to do it.”

“Brother, you really don’t listen…”

Cyrus rubbed his slapped cheek, pondered something, then grabbed Cecil’s waist and pulled him sharply. Without even time to gasp, Cecil suddenly got pulled over and found himself bent over Cyrus’s knee. In a position like a child being spanked for misbehaving, Cecil began to panic.

“What are you doing? Let me go. Let go!”

“You need to be disciplined.”

Muttering something incomprehensible, Cyrus caressed Cecil’s soft b*ttocks. The nicely raised b*ttocks looked perfect for a few slaps.

“What are you talking about, ah!”

Just as Cecil was about to ask what he meant, a sharp sound erupted, and a burning sensation struck his b*ttocks. Cecil blinked his eyes, unable to comprehend what had just happened to him. After a few seconds, he understood the situation. Cyrus had spanked him.

“You, w-what did you just do?”

“Children who don’t listen like you need to be disciplined. Don’t you agree?”

Smack!

“Ah!”

Again, a slapping sound and pain struck his b*ttocks. It wasn’t terribly painful, but the shock of being spanked by his younger brother felt indescribable.

“Are you cr-crazy? Ah!”

Once more, the sound of skin being struck rang out. Having been repeatedly hit on one side of his b*ttocks, the color difference appeared vivid. Cyrus chuckled and rubbed Cecil’s sticky hole with the edge of his hand.

“Huu, huaa…!”

An odd feeling arose as ticklish and lewd sensations pushed through the burning pain. He should clearly feel pain and upset, but as a subtle sensation emerged, a moan escaped first.

“Your p*ssy is pretty, so I’m showing it love. Do you hate that so much?”

“Ahh, huu…”

“Answer me. Is it such a problem that I want to lick your pretty p*ssy a little?”

“You keep, aah!”

Smack!

His b*ttocks jiggled as they received another strike. The hand spanking continued lightly, and when the pain became sharp, fingers would dig into his hole, stirring inside. Tears formed in Cecil’s eyes, though he couldn’t tell if they came from pleasure or pain.

“Brother, are you going to keep disobeying me?”

“Hic, I told you not to do it, but y-you keep…”

He wanted to answer composedly like an older brother, but his words came out stuttering due to sorrow and frustration. Cecil sniffled and wiped his eyes fiercely. Cyrus let out a silent laugh at the sight. Despite his docile nature, Cecil seemed to maintain the pride of an older brother, and he appeared quite shocked.

Thinking Cecil had understood the message by now, Cyrus muttered “Good boy.” and embraced his brother like a child. When he rubbed the spanked side of Cecil’s b*ttocks, Cecil flinched. He probably thought he would receive another spanking.

“Are you going to do that again?”

“I don’t know, I’m annoyed…”

Cecil whimpered and rubbed his eyes vigorously. The more he got to know his brother as a lover, the stranger, incredibly affectionate, and somewhat frightening he seemed.

“If you do it again, you’ll be disciplined again. Understand?”