Page 31 of Insane Obsession

“His dick likes the idea, B,” Castor breathes in my arousal, his nose still plastered against the new garments.

“Fuck, yessss.” Bran drops a kiss onto my neck, then moves away.

“Come and sit down here flower.” Castor pats the space next to him, and I plop down. Bran, who’s still standing, facing me, lets out a string of swear words when Castor goes down to his knees, taking Bran’s pants with him. “Now, let’s eat this gorgeous ass. Spread your legs for me, brother.”

I stare up and into Bran’s darkened gaze. When Castor wraps his hand around Bran’s cock, his mouth falls open, and he lets out a dirty moan.

This is fucking crazy. I’m watching brothers like it’s a normal thing.

“God, I love how well you treat me,” Bran murmurs, breath coming out ragged.

My dick feels hard and heavy in my pants, and I roll the new sweats down my thighs, exposing my naked erection.

“That’s it, flower.” Bran encourages me when my hand slowly wraps around my leaking tip. The feeling is exquisite. “You can pleasure yourself, but you don’t get to come. Not yet.”

I nod stupidly because I would do anything for these guys.

Castor’s hand cups Bran’s balls, and he hums while wriggling his head against his brother’s crease, inhaling loudly. I hear the hunger as he devours Bran.

Slowly, Castor pulls back with a wet smile that looks mouthwatering. “You’re ready, B.” He lifts to his full height and leans in to kiss his brother, but this quickly turns into a battle for dominance. Bran growls when Castor finally pulls back, but Castor just grins and then pushes him closer to me. “Ride our flower, brother.”

I watch Bran’s hard veiny cock as he settles on my thighs.

“Are you ready for me, baby?”

When I give him a shaky nod, he grins. Using his hands to guide my hard length to his dripping entrance, I shudder.

“Push now, flower. Push your cock inside me. I want you to.”

I push but I’m met with resistance and I’m afraid to hurt him.

“Push harder,” He growls, then tilts back his head. “Yesss, that’s it. That’s a good boy.”

I groan when my cock goes past that ring of resistance and gets sucked into his warmth, his muscles unclenching around my flesh, ushering me deeper inside his hole.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” I gasp. “So tight.”

Bran laces his hands behind my head and tilts my face so I have to look up at him. “Feels good, doesn’t it? To fuck a hot ass? Now, hold on tight, flower, because you’re going to have the ride of your life.”

He starts to move, his hips rocking back and forth as he sets the pace. An excruciatingly slow pace that has me clenching my jaw in frustration.

My hands drop onto his thighs. I start to unravel, piece by piece, and I moan in desperation, unable to stop it.

Bran’s eyes shine knowingly. “Want me to make you come?”

I nod fiercely.

“Then grab my cock and stroke it.”

His lips curl into a lazy smirk when I do what he says. “And say please.”

“Please.” I’m too far gone to hesitate.

“So good.” His thumb brushes my lips and I moan. Every inch of my skin is on fire.

“Come here, brother.” Bran opens his mouth and my eyes widen when I see Castor feeding his brother with his cock. Bran rolls his hips faster and hums around the dick stretching his lips. I stroke him fast, urgently. I feel my climax starting to burn, and I’m running out of time.

And then the orgasm shatters me, wave after wave of pleasure trembling my core. I watch how Castor comes with a grunt, his grip tight on Bran’s head, making his brother swallow his release. My hand keeps on working Bran’s perfect, leaking cock. His hips stutter and his gaze turns glassy. And then he comes, coating my hand with his release.

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