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It was hot, it shouldn't be this hot but Choromatsu couldn't handle it. Even being naked in a room with air conditioner wasn't doing anything to calm the boiling heat spreading under his sweat slick skin. He couldn't even have the privilege of resting on the floor, instead forced to stand on his feet, with his arms held back by the wrists. His body was rocking back and forth, meeting the cock of his youngest brother with every harsh slam. Wild sensations flowed from his ass, to his cock, up to his nipples, and he tossed his head back as long, loud moans escaped his lips.
“What's this, Fappymatsu-niisan?” Todomatsu mocked amongst quick breaths, fucking him from behind. “You told me that you hate taking it up the ass, but how come you're squeezing me to tight and making such embarrassing noises? Could it be that you're just a big fat liar?”
“Shut up,” Choromatsu spat indignantly, pinching his eyes shut.
“Yeah, I'm right and you know it.” Todomatsu laughed, obnoxious and cruel. “Your life would be so much easier if you knew your place and accepted that you're a dumb cockslut who loves dick too much.”
Choromatsu growled through clenched teeth. “Fuck off—I have nothing to say to you. J-... Just hurry up and cum.”
“Oh, hell no.” Todomatsu slowed down, stopping when Choromatsu tried desperately to roll his hips. “See? You're shaking your ass so lewdly right in front of me, and you expect me to just let you deny your feelings? Use your cutest voice and beg me, onii-chan.”
Disgust crossed Choromatsu's features. He wanted to kill Todomatsu. “I fucking hate you.”
“That's not what I want to hear. Either tell me the truth or shut up and we'll end it here.”
Choromatsu bit the inside of his cheek, dug his nails into his palms, and held back his tears. This was so humiliating and he hated it, but his cock pulsing and spitting precum so ludicrously told him a whole different story and there was no way he could hide the truth from the Dry Monster—as much as he really wanted to.
He took a deep breath and bowed his head down, hiding his face further.
“I'm sorry, Todomatsu... I'm a dumb bitch who can't be honest. I love your cock so much. Please let me cum and I... I'll do my best to take all of your cum inside me, too.”
There was silence, for way too long, and Choromatsu wanted to seriously cry. But then he felt it—Todomatsu's cock throbbing, his hands tightening around Choromatsu's wrists to the point of bruising, the hiss of breath clearly blowing close to his skin.
“Thanks for not making me ask again, Fappymatsu-niisan.”
Choromatsu screamed and cussed for the next infinite minutes, speared to death by Todomatsu's ferocious thrusts. Of course his shitty baby brother would go to the gym and actually build some muscle. What happened to the frail and small crybaby from few years ago?
“Fuck oh my God it hurts I can't take it anymore—I'm cumming—shit—fuuuuck!”
There he was, the rising Fappymatsu with no longer any pride to hold onto, his eyes rolling back and his mouth spilling drool nonstop as he came all over the floor and soon became a weak wet noodle. He was barely keeping himself upright as Todomatsu finished inside him. He felt nothing but fire in his loins... fire that nothing could extinguish.
Todomatsu pulled out and let Choromatsu fall face first to the floor, his ass sticking out and leaking already from the hole. Choromatsu heard him chuckle in an cutesy, irritating manner that made him want to punch him. But he was too tired to commit to that, and besides, he already was honest with him so acting like he hated the entire thing would only make him look like even more of a fool than he already was.
“Well, there you have it,” Todomatsu said, in a smug tone, as he pulled his pants back up. “Next time you feel like being my whore for half a hour, onii-chan, give me a shout and beg for my dick.”
“... Whatever,” Choromatsu huffed. He kept laying there on the floor, cradled in their collective filth, as Todomatsu left the room.