Uncontrolled moans escaped freely from the tongue that burrowed into the hole like a snake. He covered his mouth with his hand, but couldn’t control the sounds leaking through the gaps. His hole melted with sensation. His toes curled and his buttock flesh trembled as his brother sucked his hole. His p*nis, which had already ej*culated twice, gained strength again and dripped prec*m.

“Ah! There’s strange, ah, wait, Cyrus aah!”

A finger entered along with the tongue. Cecil’s eyes widened, and tears flowed down his temples. When Cyrus shook his wrist along with his tongue, s*men poured out from Cecil’s er*ect p*nis.

Cecil tilted his head back, trembling violently without making any sound from the tremendous pleasure. The tongue finally withdrew only after Cecil had released his last drop of s*men.

“Ah… Ah…”

Cecil, with unfocused pupils, made small moaning sounds, and Cyrus finally removed his face from the groin. Love fluid completely covered his mouth and chin, making him look messy, but he didn’t care. Rather, he stole that fluid, licked and drank it, then grabbed his own p*nis, er*ect up to his navel. It was finally time to ravage Cecil’s p*ssy.

For that, he first needed to loosen it up. He had made it wet and loose by sucking and licking with his lips, but that wasn’t enough. Cecil’s p*ssy stretched well, but it remained very narrow and small to receive Cyrus’s c*ck. So when he first thrust in his middle finger, Cecil moaned and buried his face in the pillow. His shoulders hunched, but he didn’t seem to be in pain.

“Brother, does it hurt?”

When asked just in case, Cecil, who had been just breathing heavily, weakly shook his head. It meant it didn’t hurt. His cute and coy actions made Cyrus silently laugh as he moved the inserted finger around the inner walls. He rubbed the bumpy flesh with his fingerprints and lightly scratched the wet inner walls, causing Cecil’s pelvis to jerk.

Cecil felt like he was going crazy. The guilt and awareness of being intimate with his brother helplessly crumbled under the sensation he experienced for the first time. Unwanted moans escaped freely between his lips. When he tightly closed his lips at the unfamiliar sensual sound, another long, thick finger like a snake burrowed in, thrusting violently enough to shake Cecil’s body.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!”

Cecil, with tears welling up, unconsciously moaned and grabbed his lower abdomen. Despite his refined upbringing, Cyrus’s hands were enormous, and each finger was at least one joint longer than Cecil’s. Moreover, each joint was thick, making them look like the hands of someone who did rough work, and when several of these sturdy fingers entered, his lower abdomen bulged.

“Hngh, w-wait, Cyrus, ahnngh!”

It felt like his stomach would burst. Cecil unconsciously sobbed, reaching out to grab the man’s wrist, but Cyrus kept Cecil’s hand in place while stirring the hole and crushing it so that the lower abdomen rose upward. In reality, Cyrus now burned with extreme heat for his brother’s p*ssy.

Incredibly, despite it being his first time receiving a man, Cecil easily felt pleasure and easily reached climax. Moreover, the plump, raised spot that made him reach climax sat quite close to the entrance. At that position, Cyrus momentarily felt so heated that he wanted to shove his fist into the hole.

While acting coy, the point of pleasure was near the entrance, making it a body that would tremble and urinate if it received any man’s c*ck. It was hard to believe that with such a body, he had been rubbing against and acting friendly with random men all this time.

“Ah! Cyrus, please…, aah…!”

Cecil’s thighs twisted wildly, not knowing what to do, rubbing against each other. Unwanted s*men poured from his er*ect p*nis. Having already ej*culated several times, it appeared light in color and faint in smell, but Cyrus didn’t stop finger-f*cking even while watching that sight. He wanted to expand it completely until the hole was utterly destroyed. He wanted to thrust all the way to places only his c*ck could reach and pound until the bladder completely loosened.

“Brother, does it feel good?”

“Hngh, huu, nngh!”

“What should I do with such a lewd p*ssy. F*ck, it’s infuriating…”

“Ah! Stop, aah, oh…!”

“You weren’t born like this wanting to take any bastard’s c*ck, were you? You’re trying to make me angry.”

Before Cecil could even recognize that his brother had cursed at him in a low voice, s*xual sensation rose from head to toe. Now Cyrus’s fingers were so wet with love fluid that the fingerprints wrinkled, and spilled love fluid covered the plump b*ttocks.

With splashing sounds, the fingers entered and exited at a fast pace, stirring the intestines. Now Cecil had no energy left to make sensual sounds and just softly sobbed with his hole gaping. His entire body had turned into an erogenous zone. Only the hole remained as a place to feel, consumed by pleasure.

“Oh! Huu, hu… S-stop…”

Even though his tongue loosened and saliva dripped, Cyrus didn’t stop. Eventually, four fingers entered, stretching the hole horizontally, and the fingers began to pinch and scratch the bulging spot vigorously.

“Aaah!”

Cecil’s tear-filled eyes widened greatly at the impact that struck his entire body, and his lips parted. Saliva flowed down his chin, and his legs spread and then closed again. He kicked the bed sheets and struggled at the violent sensation, but the hand firmly gripping his pelvis didn’t let Cecil go.

“Huu! Ngh, ah! Ah, please! Ah!”

Thud, squelch, smack!

Sounds erupted seemingly from his hole being punched. Cecil tilted his head back and wailed freely at the increasingly fast pace. When the fingers finally pressed down, crushing the peak, transparent fluid gushed like a fountain from Cecil’s p*nis.

“Ugh!”

org*sm rose hotly through his trembling entire body. His whole body boiled, and love fluid burst simultaneously from his p*nis and hole. Cyrus, with a flushed face, chuckled at the sight and grabbed the tip of his brother’s p*nis, causing the fountain-like fluid to pour out once more at that stimulation.

“Haa, uh, hic…”

“You feel it so well…”

It was amazing. Somehow, just by having his p*ssy stirred a bit with fingers, he already wet himself like this. Cyrus grabbed his trembling brother’s pelvis and pulled it so that their groins met. In that state, he made Cecil move so that the cleft of his b*ttocks rubbed against his p*nis.

Squelch, slick, slurp. Slurp…

The sound of moist flesh colliding and separating could be heard, and even from that stimulation, Cecil trembled convulsively while his n*pples stood up firmly. The enormous p*nis bounced around while wedged between the cleft of his b*ttocks. Each time the gl*ns jabbed the hole, Cecil made moaning sounds and shook his head wildly. His eyes, completely wet with tears, remained tightly shut, unable to bear it.

Looking at that sight, Cyrus grabbed his pillar of flesh. Now it was time to completely bury his meat pillar in Cecil’s p*ssy. Cyrus draped one of Cecil’s legs over his shoulder and kissed his calf.

“Brother, there’s no turning back now.”

“Ah… Ah…”

“So if you forget this… I won’t let it slide.”

Saying that with a faint smile, Cyrus aligned the tip of his gl*ns with the an*al opening. Then he slammed into the inner wall in one go.

“Ah!”

“Whoo…”

It was an incredible pressure. Cyrus felt like his head would spin from being in his brother’s p*ssy, who received a man for the first time. He felt like he would lose his mind at the fact that he had inserted his p*nis into Cecil’s hole.

Despite being loosened with four fingers, the p*ssy that had never been f*cked before writhed frantically, trying to block the invasion. Cyrus grabbed Cecil’s pelvis and drove his p*nis in with a bang, bang, hammering like a nail.

When the p*nis dug all the way to the end of the colon in one go, the area above Cecil’s navel bulged prominently. Cyrus broke into a breathless laugh, sweating at the sight that looked almost like he was knocked up.

“Hngh! Ah! Ungh…”

Cecil gagged at the insertion feeling that was so long it made him nauseous, but Cyrus didn’t stop. Rather, he pressed down from above, adjusting his position to make the insertion even deeper.

Now Cecil had to lift his an*al opening toward the ceiling and receive the p*nis vertically. He couldn’t move at all under the man pressing down with his large frame, and his knees were pressed beside his ears. It was a position that felt like his abdominal skin would tear.

In that state, when Cyrus thrust deeply inside, the added weight made it feel like his colon would tear. Large t*sticles slapped against his perineum, and love fluid overflowed, flowing down from the buttock cleft to his waist.

“Do you like taking your brother’s c*ck?”

“Ah, ah, hnng!”

“You keep making strange sounds.”

“Aahn! Nng! My belly, belly hur-hurts…!”

“Endure it.”