“Mmng! Mmph, hngh…!”
Cha Eun-soo’s mouth was ravaged by the thick tongue, as if it belonged there by right. It stirred aggressively inside, teasing the base of his tongue to steal away his saliva, roughly grazing the soft tissue of his inner cheeks in an invasive exploration. And yet, Cha Eun-soo welcomed him obediently. The slick, moist mucosa enveloped his tongue as warmly and eagerly as it had embraced him below.
Suddenly, Cha Eun-hyuk found himself absurd—ridiculous, even. Whether Cha Eun-soo submitted or resisted, either response stirred up crude, depraved desire in him. Watching his younger brother take in both his violent tongue and brutal thrusts without resistance triggered a dark, immoral urge.
A vile impulse to indulge his base cravings for his own brother under the guise of opportunity. It wasn’t solely out of betrayal. These urges had always existed—this was simply the moment they erupted.
“Mm…”
Cha Eun-hyuk’s thrusts grew erratic, frenzied. Cha Eun-soo bounced helplessly with each hard push, landing again with a strained, broken gasp. The chains attached to his wrists jingled with sharp metallic clinks in time with each jolt.
He wanted to destroy him—utterly ruin Cha Eun-soo until he could never recover—and yet, the way his brother clung to him, trembling, made him feel an unbearable tenderness. The contradiction burned within him. With eyes dark as flame, Cha Eun-hyuk stared straight into him.
Even in his fading consciousness, Cha Eun-soo could sense that sticky, ominous thought swirling in his brother’s mind.
A chill ran down his spine. Is Hyung… seriously thinking about killing me? The thought crossed his mind. The look in Cha Eun-hyuk’s eyes was enough to make him believe it.
He’s already been wrecking me like hell… and now he’s imagining something even worse? The nature of that desire—it made him curious.
“Haa…!”
The fierce thrusting slammed deep inside him, each impact jarring. As he repeatedly crashed down against Cha Eun-hyuk’s firm, muscular thighs, Cha Eun-soo’s ass began to throb with pain. It felt like his skin might split open at any moment.
More than anything else, what demanded Cha Eun-soo’s attention was the cock—now fully engorged—piercing deep into his gut. It ravaged his insides with merciless intensity. The pounding pain mixed with pleasure made his entire body tremble uncontrollably.
With a raw, honest expression lost in sensation, Cha Eun-soo tangled his tongue with Cha Eun-hyuk’s. Their slick, wet flesh coiled together, exchanging lewd, sticky sounds. Even the act of swallowing the saliva—its ownership indistinguishable—became another source of arousal for them.
Cha Eun-hyuk finally pulled back with a ragged breath. He messily licked around Cha Eun-soo’s lips, then sank his teeth into his jaw. Cha Eun-soo moaned through his parted mouth.
Do whatever you want, Hyung. I’m still taking all of it for you.
“Ah, aahh, ngh…”
To ease the pressure inside, Cha Eun-soo subtly rolled his hips in a slow, circular motion, still clinging tightly to Cha Eun-hyuk. He did it carefully, trying to make it seem like a mindless response to overwhelming pleasure.
The thrusting suddenly stopped.
Cha Eun-hyuk stared down at him, eyes locked. His body had frozen involuntarily, surprised by how his brother, who had been entirely at the mercy of his rhythm until now, had begun to match it—responding to him.
With a dazed, flushed face, Cha Eun-soo murmured,
“Nngh… why…”
As if begging him not to stop, as if pleading for more, he crossed his legs around Cha Eun-hyuk’s waist, holding him close. At the same time, he subtly clenched around the thick shaft buried in his abdomen, grinding his hips in slow, deliberate movements. Sticky, obscene friction sounds escaped from their soaked, tightly joined flesh, fanning the flames of desire.
Everything in Cha Eun-hyuk’s vision flushed red.
His grip on Cha Eun-soo’s body tightened. The muscles beneath his sweat-drenched black T-shirt flexed with barely contained intensity.
“…! Haaah!”
Cha Eun-soo convulsed, his limbs twitching violently. It was because Cha Eun-hyuk had slammed up into him with enough force to tear him apart. There wasn’t even a sliver of restraint left in Cha Eun-hyuk’s thrusts now.
He shoved into Cha Eun-soo’s right hole, forcing him to lie back.
Though his back landed on the soft mattress, Cha Eun-soo clung to Cha Eun-hyuk without letting even a breath of space between them. With a hazy mind, he accepted the cock obsessively plundering his insides, moaning aloud with each thrust. His vision rocked violently.
Cha Eun-hyuk sucked on his lips with a wet, sloppy hunger. His face was flushed with intense arousal—he must’ve been close to release. It was a face Cha Eun-soo had seen for years, yet somehow, that expression never failed to stir something in him.
“Gk—ngh…! Aaaah!”
Cha Eun-soo arched his back, forcing out a hoarse cry. His cock, rubbing against Cha Eun-hyuk’s chiseled abs, spurted a stream of clear fluid.
Damn… I wanted to hold on longer.
A flicker of regret crossed Cha Eun-soo’s eyes as he panted like he was about to pass out.
But as the physiological pleasure that had been keeping him grounded surged to its peak, there was no stopping the darkness closing in on his vision.
***
Cha Eun-hyuk gazed down at Cha Eun-soo, whose limbs now hung limply. His slack wrists and the attached chains were sprawled messily across the bed. Just looking at his brother restrained within his domain brought a strange, quiet sense of peace.
He’d made plans to break him in by offering to remove the chains—as a reward, a bargaining chip—because things might not go as planned otherwise… but in the end, there hadn’t been any need for that. The reason Cha Eun-soo held out this long wasn’t because of the chains.
To a weakened Cha Eun-soo, his value as someone to lean on—someone to need—had manifested more easily than he expected. He’d become firmly established in that role. If not, there was no way his brother would have clung to him so desperately, right up to the edge of unconsciousness.
…But even so, could he really believe that he was no longer someone Cha Eun-soo could discard?
No.
That doubt—this gnawing uncertainty—might haunt him for the rest of his life.
“Kuh…”
“Hnnn…”
To shake off the unpleasant thoughts, Cha Eun-hyuk buried the rest of his cock inside his brother.
Even while unconscious, Cha Eun-soo moaned at the sensation of being so deeply filled that his belly bulged outward.
Still, he had done well to endure this far. More than just endure—he’d behaved so prettily, so seductively, that Cha Eun-hyuk hadn’t been able to think straight. With that in mind, he gently brushed away the strands of hair stuck to Cha Eun-soo’s sweat-drenched face. The gesture, softened by his loosening emotions, was unexpectedly tender.
Below the waist, though, it was a different story.
“Huuh, ngh…”
His thick shaft drove deep into the warm, loosened flesh with a slick squelch. The bed rocked with the movement as he violated the body of someone fast asleep.
Cha Eun-hyuk pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside, revealing a torso pulsing with aroused, tense muscle. Gripping Cha Eun-soo’s waist, he pulled him down even tighter against himself. Each time he rammed in, the drenched inner walls were pushed aside, squelching with obscene wet sounds.
Lust, obsession, and love boiled in his black eyes as he stared at the helpless, unconscious figure beneath him. The chained wrists, the skin tinted bluish under the canopy’s hue, the softly panting lips and flushed cheeks—it all stoked the flames of his desire.
A sigh slipped from him. The endless, gnawing hunger refused to be satisfied, like trying to fill a bottomless jar.
He leaned in and tasted Cha Eun-soo’s slightly parted lips, catching a glimpse of his teeth and tongue behind them. Of course, there was no enthusiastic response like before. But even in this passive state, there was something about his brother that could still arouse him.
“Kh…!”
Cha Eun-hyuk, now pounding into him with brutal force, buried his face into Cha Eun-soo’s pale, slender neck. A thick vein pulsed at his temple as his body tensed, reaching the edge of climax.
If Cha Eun-soo’s body had been any firmer, the impact would’ve landed with a loud slam. His cock thrust in to the hilt, trembling in ecstasy as it released in heavy, pulsing spurts—flooding their point of connection with thick semen.
The overwhelming stimulation made Cha Eun-soo’s body twitch in involuntary spasms. For a moment, it looked as if he might wake—but his eyes never opened.
Panting heavily, Cha Eun-hyuk twisted his cock inside the hot, melted depths. The slick inner walls massaged around him, giving new life to the spent shaft. Eyes half-lidded, he reveled in the euphoric sensation. If it were up to him, he’d never pull out again. He wanted to stay buried inside for as long as they were together.
As if rebuking that shameless thought, Cha Eun-soo let out a strained moan. His belly, now swollen with another man’s cock and cum, was clearly starting to feel uncomfortable.
Only after his cock regained its strength did Cha Eun-hyuk finally, slowly withdraw from Cha Eun-soo’s body. The bulge in his brother’s belly, pushed out by his length, deflated. From deep within, the thick semen poured out in cloudy streaks, dribbling from the abused, reddened entrance.
Cha Eun-hyuk stared at the sight as if trying to burn it into his memory. Watching his cum trail down the flushed curves of Cha Eun-soo’s ass and thighs was visually overwhelming—intensely erotic.
He wrapped a hand around his cock, sliding it slowly from base to tip. Then his eyes landed on Cha Eun-soo’s limp hand, resting idly on the bed. The sensation of that hand wrapped around him earlier came back with vivid clarity. He reached for it, guiding it down between his legs.
“Nggh…”
Even just that slight touch sent a jolt through him. With both their hands, he began to stroke in earnest. The pleasure from rubbing his cock against his brother’s body—against him—was on a completely different level from touching himself alone.
He stuck out his tongue and gave Cha Eun-soo’s ear a long, deliberate lick. With the intrusive pressure inside him gone, his sleeping face looked noticeably more at peace. That innocent face, resting gently even while their bodies lay in such ruin—it was unbearable.
Cha Eun-hyuk groaned low in his throat and pumped his now-hard cock with increasing urgency.
He imagined painting streaks of cum across Cha Eun-soo’s long, pale neck, his rounded shoulders, his nipples. It wouldn’t be bad, either, to leave his mark again on that innocent face—or to drench the glistening, already-wet navel and genitals with more of his release.
There was still plenty of time to make all those fantasies reality.
The pale palm beneath his own turned slowly red from the forced friction.
