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“It… it’s not so bad,” Miles gasped softly. “He’s an… ass… but I’m… used to him.” Breathing deeply, Miles abruptly pushed off Matt, stood up, and stepped back from the sofa, his dick stiff and dripping clear cum juice. “Ihaveto go.”

“What the fuck…” Matt panted, his cock pulsing. “I was right there.”

“I’m sorry,” Miles mumbled, gathering his clothes. “I promise, I’ll make it up to you when I get back.”

“Fuck.” Matt sighed heavily and grabbed his pants, pulling them on. “You stay here and stayhard.I’ll take the bitch baby his precious beer.”

“Thanks, but…” Miles fidgeted. “He wants me to bring it.”

“What does it matter who delivers it?”

“It’s just… I also owe him the… rent.”

Matt frowned. “The rent? I thought being his slave was how you paid rent.”

“It is… part of it.”

“What’s the other part?”

Miles shook his head and pulled on his shirt. “It doesn’t matter. I gotta go.”

“No.” Matt stood up, found his t-shirt, and slipped it on. “I was serious. I’ll deliver the beer. You stay here.”

“Matt,no.It has to be me.”

“Why?”

“It just… does.”

“Not today.”

Miles fidgeted. “Okay, but… just put it on the doorstep, ring the bell, and leave.”

“Uh-uh,” Matt chuffed. “I’m sick of him cock-blocking us because he can’t get off his lazy ass and run his own errands. I’m gonna have a talk with him.”

“What?” Miles blinked. “No. You don’t want to do that. Youdon’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because he’s a jerk and he’s… big. No offense, but you’re no match for him. You’re barely bigger than me.”

Matt snorted. “I’m not going tofighthim, just give him a piece of my mind.”

Miles looked doubtful—and uneasy. “You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into. Hank is… manipulative. He always gets what he wants. It’s been that way with me since I was thirteen and he became my brother.”

“Well,no offense,but I’m not you. I haven’t been living under histyrannysince I was barely a teenager. I’ve dealt with bullies before. They’re all the same.”

“Not all,” Miles mumbled under his breath.

“I’ll take my chances.” Matt kissed Miles on the mouth and squeezed his hard crotch. “Keep him ready, I’ll be back in a jiff.” Matt grabbed his car keys and left the house, his engorged erection bulging his jeans.

Two

Hank checked the time on his phone, grunted, and tossed the device aside. Miles was usually more punctual than this.Seems we need to have a talk about your priorities, little brother.He rubbed his crotch, squeezing his hard dick. His balls ached and he was ready tocum.

Where the fuck is Miles?

The doorbell rang.

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