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I remove my arm completely and slowly draw my digits out, dragging them over his plump bottom lip.
Reaching between us, I palm him, rubbing my hand back and forth over his stiff erection, loving the way his groans echo off the chambers of this basement.
I glance up and look at the two dead guys mere feet away, and decide to give Khi exactly what he was asking for.
“You want an audience baby? Turn over and look at them. Let them watch as I fuck you on this filthy floor like the dirty whore you are.” I feel his dick twitch and his pupils blow wide, and I know he’s lost inside his own haze of lust.
I lift myself up, giving him just enough room to turn over, and like the good boy he is, he does exactly what I said. I hover over him, dragging his joggers down, knowing he doesn’t have underwear on. He never wears them, preferring to go commando, and it’s one less item in my way.
I only pull them down enough to leave him bare for me, and I run my hands up the smooth, supple skin of his backside, admiring the view. I never get tired of seeing him like this.
“Please, Dom. I need to come. Make me come,” he begs me, and I watch as he lifts up slightly, trying to reach down and fist his own cock.
“If you come before I tell you to little brother, I’ll blow my load in one of those corpses rather than you. A hole is a hole.” I grab and pull his cheeks apart, showing me my favorite part of him. His ass is fluttering, grasping at nothing, just showing its desperation for me.
“No lube, not that you deserve any. I’ll fuck you dry and still get off, but I’m feeling a little generous.” I spit directly on his hole and then use two fingers to push the saliva in and give his tight muscle a little warm-up. No one can ever say I wasn’t giving. I move my fingers in and out, watching him swallow me up.
“More. I need more. Stop fucking teasing me,” he whines, and my dick starts throbbing in anticipation.
I pull my fingers out and listen to the suction break, and I love the sounds his ass makes for me. Filthy, depraved sounds that are like a symphony written solely for me.
I unzip myself and pull my dick out, not bothering to remove my pants. I meant it when I said I’ll fuck him like a whore, and I want to get off and then finish up here so we can get the fuck outta here and get paid.
“Keep your eyes on your little toys. Do you understand?” I ask.
“If you don’t hurry up and shove your cock in me, I’m about to fuck one of them. You think they are still hard? They are still pretty fresh,” he teases me, hoping to shock me, but nothing surprises me about my brother.
Leaning over him, I utter, “Spit,” and hold my palm under his mouth. He lets a line of saliva fall from his mouth until I feel it settle against my skin.
Bringing my hand back to my dick, I coat myself from base to tip, and that’s all the lubrication he’ll be getting for being a fucking brat. I considered easing him into it, but he deserves the pain that is coming.
I fist myself, tugging twice before pulling his cheeks apart and setting the head of my cock right at his entrance. I rub myself over the tight muscle, teasing him and letting him think I’ll be gentle.
I won’t.
I grab the back of his neck to brace both him and me and then, in one sharp thrust, bury my cock in him. I can feel his body locking up, trying to expel me, but I’m already in.
“F-fuck you, Dominic. A little warning next time,” he wheezes out while he gasps for air.
“I gave you more than I should. Your only job right now is to be a fucking hole for me to use and unload into.” I reach forward and grab the silky black strands of his hair, and force his head up.
I move my hips at a punishing speed, chasing an orgasm that’s bubbling just below the surface. My cock is surrounded by his tight heat, and it’s my favorite place to be.
“I told you to keep your eyes on them. You wanted an audience, so you better fucking enjoy it.”
I look down so I can watch myself disappear inside my brother, over and over again. This is my favorite view. His hungry hole strains around me, and I know the lack of lube is causing him pain. Good thing he’s a pain slut.
His moans engulf me, and I can’t help but let out my own groan. “Fuck. You’re so goddamn tight. Doesn’t matter how much I destroy this ass, it never loosens up.”
I keep up a punishing pace before dragging my eyes up to look at the motionless spectators. It’s not the bodies that turn me on, but the fact that they were murdered. Someone took their lives. Watched the last remnants of air leave their body and their eyes bulge before the death wheeze settled in and snuffed them out.
I snake a hand down to grip Khi’s dick, and I love the smooth, hard feel of him in my palm. He’s slightly longer than me, but I’ve got a bigger girth. One of the few things that differs between us.
“Fuck yea, stroke my cock, brother. Let your whore come all over your hand.” I groan and pump my fist hard and fast over his flesh.
“I’m gonna come in you, and you’re not allowed to clean up. I want you to feel me sloshing around in you for the rest of the day. You’ll have to keep this fucking perfect ass clenched tight to keep all of your brother’s seed in you. If you make a mess all over yourself, I’ll make you lick every drop up.” I stop talking and my breathing gets heavier as I work overtime chasing both of our orgasms.
A hand moves up between our legs, and Khi starts tugging on my balls and tracing the sensitive skin, and I yank harder on his hair before stilling my body.
