The Sleepwalker’s Mansion Chapter 66

He had thought the cock would thrust in right away, but at the sudden question, Doeon’s brows furrowed desperately. He blinked his eyelashes for several seconds as if counting the times, then gave up and shook his head, trembling his cheeks as if about to cry.

“Heup, I don’t know….”

“So much clinging and eating that you don’t know?”

“Hng, don’t know… hurry… give me Doha’s cock….”

Without unfolding his furrowed brows, Doeon rubbed his one leg, which was not caught in his palm, against Doha’s back painfully. Just like when he had wrapped his two legs around Dad’s back and begged to be thrust deeper. The memory of that day, which had plunged Doha into confusion, made the question more specific.

“How many times a day did you do it.”

“Uung, three times…?”

“You did it three times a day?”

“Ah, no, th, that, that’s not it, eung, fo, four times…?”

“Ha, fuck.”

The person who had asked to handle him carefully so he wouldn’t get hurt had done insertion sex four times a day? At the surging jealousy, Doha grabbed the cock root without warning and mercilessly thrust the cock head into the hole, kwak.

“Haaang…!”

“Hoo….”

“Hng, li, like that, su, suddenly, heut…!”

“A cock rag that takes big things four times a day can’t swallow this much?”

“Ha-eut, hng, you, too, much, heut….”

At the sudden insertion, Doeon threw back his jaw and convulsed wildly. When he slyly lowered his gaze, half of the thick cock shaft that had not been inserted remained outside the tightly stretched hole. Doha bit the walnut-like protruding chin end of Doeon and thrust up his waist, thwack.

“Haaaang…!”

When Doha shoved in even the remaining cock root roughly, Doeon trembled his limbs like an epilepsy patient. The sense that his own cock was deeply buried could be felt even beyond the abdominal muscles under the thin belly skin pressed without gap. Brother was the same as ever.

Hot, and deep.

“Ha, brother pussy, you don’t know how much I missed it.”

“Eut, heut, Do, Doha, cock, too, big… hng….”

“I didn’t even masturbate, thinking of fucking brother.”

All this time, he had not even drained his cock fluid, waiting only for this day. A strange sense of fullness rose. That brother was holding his cock full in his belly. The blank face with eyeballs rolling and all facial muscles relaxed. It was maddeningly lovable.

But it was not the time to leisurely enjoy the inner walls’ sensitivity. Brother liked rough intercourse unlike his appearance. Doha wrapped his arm around the back of Doeon’s neck and embraced him like one body, then lifted his waist as if to shove his entire self into brother’s inside, and began to thrust down quickly, splat.

“Aa…! Ang…! Aang…! Ang…! Haang…!”

Thud, thud, each time the stake-like thick cock mercilessly thrust into the hole, Doeon clung to Doha’s nape and let out intercourse sounds he absolutely could not hold back. It was because of the pleasure that would kill him if not screamed out.

“Ang…! Haang…! Ang…!”

When he lifted his waist high and slammed into the groin, pang, Doeon shook his head violently, dug his nails into Doha’s wing bones, and dropped tears from his temples, plop plop.

“Heut, you, too, fa, fast, a, a bit, slo, slower, heup…!”

That plea felt like proof that it felt good, so Doha ground it in tight, twisting with the cock until dimples formed on his own buttocks. At the pleasure of the cock club churning the insides wildly, Doeon curled and spread his limbs like a squid grilling on a hot plate.

“Ahat…! Sto, stop, no, can’t, li, like that, I’ll bre, break, haang…!”

“Yeah. Better to break completely. Break so no one else covets you.”

He was the brother who had even crumbled the ironclad Dad. Doeon was an omega who stimulated the alphas around him without even realizing. Doeon’s existence was like an insidious being that crumbled morals and common sense. It was fortunate that he had been locked in the mansion all this time, hiding tightly.

No matter how much he scraped the inside with the thick cock hook, brother still drooled intercourse fluids like a fountain as when deflowering for the first time, clenching the cock chewy. An impulse to mess up Doeon filled Doha’s inner self.

“Shall I wear out your rear hole completely today?”

“Hng, no, hate it, nooo… heup…!”

Even as he said he hated it, the act of pulling his two legs wrapped around the back toward himself was nothing less than a seductive sex ghost. To the point where he wanted to ruin the rear hole utterly.

Doha embraced Doeon, who was flatly pressed under his sturdy bulk, as is, and raised his upper body to sit straight in seiza.

“Hahng…!”

As they became facing each other with bodies overlapped and sitting, Doeon furrowed his brows, as the cock thrusting straight up stabbed deeper inner organs. Beads of sweat from being absorbed in intercourse had formed between the wrinkles.

When Doha licked and passed over it like drinking fresh morning dew with his tongue, the wrinkles on the smooth forehead slowly unfolded. He inserted his two arms behind Doeon’s leg hollows and hung them, spreading the groin into an alphabet M shape. Then, to not lose balance, Doeon reached out his hands and clung to Doha’s nape.

“……?”

Holding Doeon, the door visible beyond was a bit more open than before. The door, which had been open a palm-width earlier, was now open the area of two palms combined. Since the window was closed, it could not have opened more from wind coming through the window.

No way.

It couldn’t be.

He hoped it was an illusion, but the open door, positioned to clearly see the bed, had stopped at an angle where he and brother were visible.

“Interesting.”

He had thought no way, no way. Pfft, a chuckle burst out. In this mansion, the only one who would peep at brothers’ anal intercourse was one person, Dad. As far as he could guess, Dad’s attachment toward brother might be more obsessive and tenacious than he thought. Just like him.

“Hng, what are you doing, hurry, hurry….”

As Doha had no movement with the cock deeply inserted, Doeon wiggled his waist bearishly and urged him. Even his begging for cock appearance was lovable. Was this also a family trait. That his biological father and his taste in females were the same was not a blessing but a curse.

“Brother, wait a moment.”

“Eung…? Hng…!”

With his palm, he lifted Doeon’s buttocks and pulled back the cock deeply buried. The cock, wrapped in the inner organs, slithered out. When even the last remaining glans came out, pop, the sound of air escaping rang out, and white foam that had been love juices flowed down from the open hole in lines.

“Heup, why, why, cock, give me my cock quick…!”

“Is it brother’s cock?”

“Uung, mine, my cock, hurry… give it…!”

Suddenly becoming empty inside with the cock pulled out, Doeon cried piteously like a child.

“I’ll give it, brother. Easy, good boy.”

If it was a curse rather than a blessing, then the relationship of the three of them must coexist. Doha turned brother’s body, which he had been facing, the other way and embraced him. So that brother’s face, brother’s expression, the massive cock brother held in his rear hole would be visible straight from the doorway.

“Brother, look ahead.”

“Uung… ahead…?”

“From now on, make the face of going to heaven while eating cock. Got it?”

“Hung… heaven…?”

“Yeah, the face you make when pierced by my cock and receiving cock fluid. I like brother’s face gone crazy from cock the most. You can do it, right?”

He split the pale red buttocks, red like a peach that had spent an unusually hot summer due to frictional heat, in half and pulled one side.

“Eut, uung….”

At the impending insertion, Doeon nodded his head repeatedly and arched his thin waist into a semicircle. The clay-like firm hunk of flesh stretched elastically, and the hole, which had not yet fully closed, gaped in the shape of the massive cock, revealing vast darkness and gaping like a carp’s mouth.

“Tsk, the pussy hole is all stretched.”

The lewd hole, which had been tightly interlocked unable to hold even one finger, had quickly melted loosely and stretched sloppily after just a few comings and goings of the cock.

Well, since my cock is so big.

In the meantime, the thick glans had brought out red inner flesh together when coming out, and it swelled like a plump crucian carp mouth, blooming wide like flower petals at the hole entrance, gaping. When he scraped the red inner flesh protruding from inside with his thumb, Doeon’s waist bent forward, carving a deep valley along his back.

“Ha-eut, ha, don’t do that, fe, feels, weird, hng…!”

“Already going to cum?”

“Ha, hate it, the, there, ke, keeps, scraping, aa…!”

“Wait. You can’t go yet. You have to show your messed-up face from receiving my cock well to Dad.”

“Hng, Da, Dad…?”

“Yeah. To Dad.”

At the same time, Doha thrust the hot cock like a branding iron mercilessly into the hole, wide open without blockage, drooling pussy fluids.

“Haaaang…!”

With the love juices drooling at the hole’s edge as lubricant, the cock plunged into the cavernously open hole in one go. The buttocks that swallowed up to the thick root buried in thick body hair trembled, vibrating the light-colored flesh skin.

“Hik, hik, heuk…!”

Doeon lifted and dropped his buttocks as if holding a red-hot metal inside, convulsing his limbs wildly. It was regrettable that he could not properly view the face since brother was leaning back on him, but his appearance jumping up wildly like a fire starter thrown between logs made it obvious that, without even looking, the facial muscles would be sloppily relaxed like a fool’s.

He wanted to show this face to Dad.

The brother turned idiot from receiving his cock.

Doha leaned his waist back further and raised the arms hung on Doeon’s leg hollows higher. Doeon, who had completely leaned his back on Doha’s chest, spread his legs nearly 180 degrees toward the open doorway.

“Hng…!”

Between the groin, fully visible up to the perineum, the pussy stretched tightly as if staked. The long and thick dark red hunk blocking that pussy would be clearly visible outside the doorway. Doha chewed on Doeon’s flushed ear wheel, which had heated from the excessive insertion, from behind and whispered.

“Is Dad’s cock big, or my cock big?”

“Eut, do, don’t know, eut…!”

“Don’t know? If I thrust like this, maybe you can compare.”

He leaned back the arms binding the leg hollows and began to slam down mercilessly toward his own groin, bang, bang. At the honest 90-degree cocking stabbing deep into the belly, Doeon screamed wildly as if sparks flew, stretching his two arms back to wrap Doha’s neck.

“Ang…! Ah, hurts, aang…! Deep, ung…! Big, haang…!”

Plunge, thrust down, then pull up creak, the recoil repeated. The thickest middle of the cock shaft came out up to there, then with gravity’s acceleration, splat, it was swallowed up to the cock base in an instant, the raw cocking continued.

“Hoo, I told you to say, which cock is bigger.”

“Haeng, do, don’t know, aang…! Sto, stop, ung…! Hng…! Sto, stop…!”

“I’ll keep going until you answer.”

Even because of childish jealousy, he had to hear Doeon’s answer. He was confident in the cocking that turned the mind blank so he could not think up lies.

He raised his arms so high that thick sinews rose on the forearms binding the leg hollows tightly, precariously hooking the glans brim on the tightly stretched hole entrance, then at the short moment Doeon barely exhaled once, thump, he stamped down cruelly.

“Hu-euk, no, nooo…!”

As the veins jaggedly wrapped around the cock shaft scraped the tender inner walls and plunged deep into the belly, Doeon trembled his whole body and screamed louder than the intercourse sounds.

“Haaaak…!”

But for Doeon already, pleasure was an existence closer to pain. The more harshly stamped down, the sticky inner walls chewed the massive meat stake gummy, sucking the thick cock deeper into the more secluded inner organ valleys.