Cyrus asked kindly, grinning as he stroked Cecil’s head and cheeks simultaneously. Cecil, whose mouth already bulged just from having the gl*ns in it, looked up at Cyrus with tears in his eyes.

“I’m not going to go easy on you, so open your mouth.”

Cyrus usually behaved as a very gentle and calm brother, but during s*x, he revealed a fierce and wild side. Even now, before hearing Cecil’s answer, he pressed his fingers against Cecil’s lips, forcibly opening them and trying to shove past the gl*ns.

Cecil, who had barely caught his breath, opened his mouth wide enough that his soft lips stretched without a wrinkle, and accepted the gl*ns. Despite the skin getting scraped by teeth due to the mismatched size, the excited Cyrus didn’t seem to mind. He appeared to reach the height of excitement simply from the fact of invading his brother’s mouth with his c*ck.

“Ugk, cough…”

The size made him feel full all the way to his stomach. Cecil scratched Cyrus’s thighs and pushed him away, but the rock-like legs didn’t budge. Instead, Cyrus pushed his c*ck further in, deeper, with veins bulging in his lower abdomen connected to his g*nitals. When Cecil inflated his chest feeling he might vomit, Cyrus pushed his c*ck even deeper. His attitude showed he didn’t care whether Cecil gagged or vomited.

Finally, Cecil, with physiological tears in his eyes, burst into tears and began to move his tongue somehow for his own breathing. Then breathing became a little easier. Cecil exhaled deeply once, pulled his head back slightly, and began to rub his tongue against the gl*ns touching his uvula.

“Ah, f*ck… Brother, put your tongue in. There… f*ck.”

Cyrus, uttering curses he rarely used, grabbed Cecil’s head with both hands and began to plead. Not knowing where he meant, Cecil just licked the gl*ns, but the moment his tongue tip caught on the urethra, Cyrus frowned and smiled faintly.

“Put your tongue in there.”

Saying that, Cyrus pulled his c*ck out a little. Breathing became much easier. But since it didn’t seem a tongue could fit into such a small hole, Cecil looked up at Cyrus, who merely nodded. At that, Cecil pointed his tongue tip and tickled Cyrus’s urethral opening.

As the tongue tip dug slightly into the hole, a stinging, stale taste of cum spread across his tongue. This happened because Cyrus’s s*men had pooled in the urethra. As he pushed his tongue in that state, a squelching sound of skin rubbing against skin occurred as the urethra slowly expanded.

Cecil inserted his tongue deep enough to make the base of his tongue hurt and licked out all the s*men to drink it. The s*men flowed down Cecil’s throat, and Cyrus giggled at the sight.

“Brother, isn’t my cum delicious?”

Cecil glared at his brother who said outrageous things, then circled the urethral opening with his tongue to tickle it and roughly scraped the soft inner walls with his gentle tongue. He heard Cyrus cursing above his head. Just as he prepared to look up to see what was wrong, Cecil’s head became completely gripped by two hands, and with a thud! the c*ck shoved all the way to his throat.

“Hnng!”

“Haah…”

With his head still held, the c*ck thrust in and out of his mouth at tremendous speed. Cecil’s throat bulged like a snake that had swallowed prey, and his nose and mouth buried in the thick pubic hair. Physiological tears and mucus flowed from Cecil’s eyes and nose.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

It sounded like his face was being hit. Cecil frantically scratched Cyrus’s pelvis, waist, and thighs with his nails at the extremely violent hip movements, but Cyrus didn’t stop.

In the end, Cecil burst into tears and made a mess of his face, but the c*ck that had gone beyond his throat showed no sign of pulling out. He wanted to beg him to stop. It felt like his lips would tear.

“Ah, brother, brother… Ah!”

The speed gradually increased. Each time his c*ck pulled out and entered, it caught on the curves of his throat, creating an erotic sensation. Cecil’s g*nitals now spurted cum without even being stimulated, and his thick n*pples stood fully er*ect.

Cecil’s pupils with glazed eyes rolled back. His breathing changed and his brain, deprived of oxygen, stopped thinking. With his face hideously contorted, Cecil took his brother’s c*ck. After the sound of thrusting dozens more times and Cecil’s breathing momentarily stopping, Cyrus trembled and bent his waist.

“Ah…!”

Simultaneously, a tremendous amount of liquid began to splash inside Cecil’s mouth. It resembled urine. Cecil unconsciously gulped down the liquid from the fountain-like stream.

After desperately drinking that liquid seemingly quenching his thirst, Cecil fell completely backward and convulsed with a blank face. Transparent liquid flowed from the corners of his mouth. Cyrus had released clear, transparent liquid inside his brother’s mouth.

Cyrus also lost his right mind. At the peak of immense pleasure, he kissed his brother’s lips and cheeks all over and met the eyes of his half-conscious brother.

“Brother, I want to cum on you. Is that okay?”

Cecil, with dilated pupils, understood those words one by one in his dazed state. Then, with his completely messy face, he slowly nodded. At that permission, Cyrus felt a slight thrill as he grabbed his c*ck and rubbed it against Cecil’s face.

Soon after, the sound of water pouring filled the air. Bright yellow urine flowed down Cecil’s face and neck to his chest, and water pooled in his concave navel.

After thoroughly marking his brother’s groin with his urine, Cyrus embraced the trembling Cecil. He didn’t care if it seemed dirty and obscene. This represented a complete marking of territory.

*

After that day of dirtying and soaking the whole body with urine, the two gradually engaged in more explicit acts. They sucked and tasted everything with their mouths, exploring each other’s bodies like first-time lovers and sharing intimate places.

Now no part of Cecil’s body remained unknown to Cyrus. The soft armpits and the back of the knees, the color of the p*ssy hole that had become smoother and horizontally longer than before, and the shape of the inner walls. The shell-like fingernails and toenails, and the shape of the throat where his c*ck entered and exited.

All were parts that Cyrus had tasted and explored. The same applied to Cecil.

The way Cyrus’s thick Adam’s apple moved, the angle of his long fingers when exploring his hole, the straight shinbone and the firm thighs visible when climbing up along it. The veiny lower abdomen and the c*ck wrapped in thick pubic hair. The bumpy veins and the way the urethra pulsated when cum spurted out—Cecil now knew everything too. Despite all this knowledge, every part of the body, every place felt new.

“Ahh… Stop touching…”

“Why? It looks delicious.”

Cecil lay with his legs spread wide, tousling his brother’s hair. Cyrus playfully picked up the hand mirror on the bedside table and reflected the hole.

“See? Your p*ssy has stretched out completely.”

“You crazy bastard…”

Cecil covered his eyes seemingly about to go crazy. Cyrus giggled and put the hand mirror back on the bedside table.

Thinking about how much trouble that damn hand mirror had caused him, Cecil felt like biting Cyrus’s pretty face all over. But Cyrus, either knowing or pretending not to know Cecil’s feelings, busied himself saying dirty things without caring.

“Did you know your p*ssy has gotten darker than before?”

“Shut up, you son of a b*tch…”

“It’s all stretched out, what to do? Is that why it smells so much?”

At the shameless disparagement, Cecil glared at Cyrus with reddened eyes. When that delicate, pure face glared tearfully, Cyrus’s heart trembled involuntarily, and he deliberately spouted even more vulgar words.

“Your n*pples have stretched out and dangle, and your p*ssy smells, this presents a big problem, brother.”

“I told you to stop…”

“What if I don’t want to stop?”

Cyrus smiled and lay down on top of Cecil, bringing his fingers to the slick hole. Perhaps because they had pressed against each other’s stomachs until just now, the inside opened and love juices flowed abundantly, sticking between the buttock cleft.

“You’re so damn pretty.”

“Is that how you talk to someone you find pretty?”

“Well? You’re the only one I’ve ever found pretty.”

In other words, you’re the only one I’ve ever found pretty, so deal with it. Cecil sighed and gently stroked his brother’s head as Cyrus rubbed his forehead against him. The hair, which quickly found its place even when disheveled, felt pleasant to touch.

“Ah…”

“Brother, you like it here.”

“Don’t, mmm, hnngh…”

“Why deny it? You like it when I touch your p*ssy.”

That was true. Cecil had sensitivity and developed erogenous zones, so he could reach a light climax just from having his an*al entrance touched. Now Cyrus knew Cecil’s body better than Cecil himself did, so Cyrus often behaved mischievously.

His fingers gently traced the wrinkles, digging inside and then coming back out. The p*ssy that had just received his c*ck opened wide, pouring out love juices.

Another finger entered. Cecil, who effortlessly took in four fingers, furrowed his brow and exhaled roughly. He felt strange, and prec*m flowed from his fully er*ect c*ck. Cyrus watched this, stroked the tip of his c*ck, and licked it.

“Why are you eating that?”

“It’s what you released.”

Making a strange, incomprehensible answer, Cyrus repositioned his brother. He did this to get in a better position to probe his p*ssy.

Sitting face to face, Cyrus hung Cecil’s thighs over his arms and probed his hole. The hole, making squelching sounds, wrapped tightly around his fingers. Perhaps because his fingers were long, they reached considerable depth inside, and he could feel how convoluted and squirming the inside felt.

Cyrus’s breathing also became rougher. He wanted to just shove all his fingers in and touch the inside. He wanted to see what expression Cecil made as he accepted him, and he wanted to look down with his own eyes to see how the inside got crushed.

“Brother.”

“Mmm.”

A somewhat weak voice emerged. Looking down slightly, Cecil parted his lips with a blank expression. His body seemed to gradually go limp from the pleasure he felt.

“I want to put it all in. Can I?”

“……”

“Inside you, brother… I want to touch everything.”