Page 55 of Insane Obsession

“No?”

“Then come here and play with the sexiest ass in the whole fucking world.”

Finn crawls out of bed and comes closer. He’s still naked, eying Bran, his earlier shyness visibly thrown out of the window, judging by his jutting cock. “Did you tie him up?”

“Why? Would you like me to?”

“Uhm, no.” He shrugs on a blush. A fierce blush. Aguiltyblush. A blush that means that he would have fucking loved to have seen Bran tied up and helpless.

“Liar,” I laugh. “Next time, flower, I promise. Now, get down and get dirty. B, place your feet on the bar to give our sweetheart better access.” Turning around, I sit behind Bran and caress his cheek. I turn his head to the side so I can pop my dick back into his luscious mouth. “Spread his ass cheeks, flower.”

Finn’s blush deepens, but he does as he’s told. “Kneel between his thighs and take a look at that beautiful pink pucker. Does it wink at you?”

Finn leans in and nods, taken in by the view. I can’t blame him. Tightening my hold on Bran’s jaw, I hum when I hear him choke on my dick.

“Get closer, sweetheart. That’s right. Now, stick out your tongue and taste our lover.” Finn obeys, and I watch his tongue flick out and disappear into my brother’s crease. “Holy shit, yesss.”

Pulling back just that little, I feel Bran take in a deep breath of air. The corners of his lips are leaking saliva and precum, but he keeps his hands splayed next to his side.

Bran might be unhinged as hell, but my brother loves to be my slut.

Finn hums as he relaxes into devouring Bran’s ass. B’s dick is so hard and leaking and untouched. Fuck, that must hurt.

I rasp my satisfaction at his efforts. “Finn’s getting you nice and wet, B. He’s preparing you for both our cocks. Spit on his hole, sweetheart. Then add a finger.”

Finn’s face is serious with concentration, but doesn’t question me. Such a good boy. Bran raises his hip the moment Finn is penetrating his ass.

“Keep on sucking me, B.” I slap his cheek, and he lets out a protest that I laugh away. Then I slap him again. “Come on. Get to it.”

“I’ve got two fingers in,” Finn pants. “He’s so hot. And tight. And he just keeps on pulling me in.”

“Yes, my brother’s going to be a bitch for our cocks.”

I watch as Finn lowers his head to lick around his fingers. God, watching Bran enjoy this is everything. His dick is rock hard, the tip angry and red and very wet.

“Let’s move to the bed.” I slowly pull out of Bran’s mouth, and he looks up at me, his eyes pupil-blown.

“Holy shit. Flower—” He slowly sits up and watches Finn pull out his fingers from his ass with a smile that makes my heart pull. “You’ve got some serious talent.”

“Come on.”

We make our way to the bed.

“I’m ready,” Bran says.

I click my tongue. “Your dick might be, but your ass is far from it. Let me prepare that sweet-ass really good. I don’t want you tearing when you take our cocks.”

“Cocks?” Finn swallows thickly.

I grab the lube and hum. “My filthy brother wants us both to fuck him at the same time.”

He looks so confused. “Does that…I don’t know---fit?”

I grin. “You’d be surprised how much you can take. But we’re going to be gentle, aren’t we, flower? Gentle to our lover. And give him all the pleasure he desires.” Bran’s ass unclenches for me at those words, and I press my lubed fingers through his tight channel to stimulate his prostate. I keep stretching him until three fingers move in and out with ease. Bran moans and arches his back as I kiss down his neck. I love him like this.

I roll us both onto our sides, with me spooning him from behind. I hold onto him like I need him to breathe. In some ways, I do. He is my other half. Then I slowly slide my dick into my brother’s tight heat.

“Flower. Come here.” Finn doesn’t hesitate but scrambles to his knees and scoots forward until he’s in front of Bran. “Lay down on your side and bring me your beautiful dick.”

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