Page 26 of Stepbrother Mine


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When he’s finished, he pulls me onto his lap again and feeds me. “My little brother looks tired,” he says, and I nod, and yawn.

“Sorry,” I murmur, resting my head against his shoulder and closing my eyes.

I jerk awake when I feel cool liquid against my hole, and then a delicious stretch. I gasp as Rome’s cock slides into me. The burn causes bolts of pleasure to shoot through me. I’m on my back and he’s filling me so good. But then I’m moving, gripped in his arms as he pulls me up, and then I’m straddling him, impaled on his cock. I moan and toss my head back as he bottoms out with a growl. “Fuck,” I groan. “Yes.”

“Fuck, I’m so hard, Sebastian,” he says. “Wanna come inside you so bad, baby.”

“Yes,” I whimper. “God, yes, Ro, fill me. Please.” I bounce on his cock as he grips my hips and thrusts into me. My cock is rock hard and every thrust feels so damn good.

“So fucking pretty,” he says, his voice deeper than normal. “My Sebastian.”

“Yours,” I say, gripping his shoulders as I ride him, his cock nudging my prostate and making my body shake with pleasure, with need, with desire, for him. Always more of him. I’ve just closed my eyes again, ready to get lost in the feeling of him inside me, when his phone rings.

He picks it up, and I’m expecting him to silence it or decline it, but he doesn’t do either of those. “You can be quiet can’t you, baby?” he says. “Be a good boy and don’t make a sound while you ride me.”

My eyes widen when he grins right at me before putting the phone to his ear even as he continues to thrust. He covers the speaker before saying, “Don’t stop.”

Oh, shit. I swallow and his pupils darken as he talks with whoever is on the other end. Sweat trickles down my back and my cock jerks. I try so hard not to make a sound as I rise and fall on Rome’s cock.

“Yeah, no problem,” he says, so fucking casually like he doesn’t have his dick up my ass. “Sure, I can.”

I bite the inside of my cheeks to keep from crying out when Rome’s cock nudges my prostate repeatedly. I want to fucking scream. How is he not falling apart right now?

“That’s perfect,” Rome says. “See you then, bye.”

I let out a strangled cry when he finally disconnects the call, before my body starts to shake uncontrollably. “You fucking bastard,” I gasp. Rome grins, then grips my hips hard enough to leave bruises as he shoves into me full force, chasing his orgasm. He’s coming hard only seconds later. I squirm and sob.

“Please,” I beg.

“I like you like this, little brother,” he says. He lays me on my back, and pulls out of me, burying his face in my groin and inhaling. My cock jerks repeatedly as he nuzzles me and presses kisses to my aching erection. “Desperate and so fucking hard. Gorgeous.”

“Shit,” I sob as I feel his cum sliding down my thighs. “No, please.” He moves from the couch and returns a moment later, holding something in his hand. “Please, Ro, I need to come,” I beg. I’m a fucking sobbing mess.

“You will,” he says, sitting down and spreading my legs again. I suck in a breath but my hopes are dashed when he adds, “but not tonight, little brother.”

I shake my head, whimpering, and then there’s something cool and wet circling my hole. It feels thick and pear shaped, maybe, and it’s covered in lube. He presses it against my entrance, and I feel myself sucking it inside me. “So pretty,” he groans. I gasp at how full I feel. It’s not as full as I am with his cock, but it’s close.

“Fuck, what is it?” I ask.

“A plug,” he says, with a wicked smirk and a gleam in his eyes. “I know how much you love to be filled, little brother, how much you crave it, and this will keep your slutty little ass full when I can’t be inside you. But it will also remind you who you belong to. I have it set up to work through my phone.”

“What?” I say, catching my breath and still so very hard. He holds his phone up and shows me the app he downloaded. “It vibrates?”

“It does, but only when I press this button.” He taps his phone and pleasure races through me as the plug moves inside me, setting my nerve endings on fire.

“Fuck,” I whine. He grins.

“Be good for me, and I will let you come in the morning, sweetheart. Come without me, and you won’t get my cock or the plug for a week.” I whimper and sob again. “I want you hard for the rest of the night. If you lose your erection at any time before we go to bed I want you to stroke yourself until you are hard again. You may touch yourself, but only to get hard, not to come. I may also use the plug. Understand?” I nod, tears streaking my cheeks. “Good boy,” he says, and scoops me into his lap as my cock jumps at his words, making my erection that much more painful. Just the feel of it against his body is making me shake with the need to come. “So good for me,” he murmurs in my ear. “My Sebastian.”

I straddle him and he strokes my hair as I cry. “It hurts,” I say.

“I know,” he soothes. “You’ll hurt for me, though, won’t you, little brother?”

I nod.

“Good boy.” He presses a kiss to my hair as my sobs diminish.

“You hungry?” he asks after a moment. “You didn’t eat much before you fell asleep.” Looking at the clock on the stove I realize it’s been an hour. He let me sleep for longer than I realized before he woke me with his cock.

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