"Wake up," Lucas's soft whisper touched Noah's ear. Carried by his breath, which meant he must've been very close to his face.
The nephilim opened his eyes to the most pleasant view - of his lover smiling at him, with his dark, sparkling eyes. The thug kissed him in the lips and then proceed to lay series of kisses on his brother's bare back, making sure he wakes up as well.
"Have you met your mercenary friends, sir?" Noah asked, admiring his thug's chest hair.
"I have and let's just say they all are
very
eager to meet you." Noah's cheeks started burning momentarily. So it's really going to happen. They'll be serving a large group of men, not only Lucas... "My friend Anders is actually going to visit us here in an hour or so."
Nephilim brothers exchanged silent stares.
"Wait... Is he coming here to..." Evan started, but seemed to lack proper vocabulary to end the sentence. "You know... to have his desires satisfied?"
Lucas laughed at boy's innocence, with beautiful set of teeth, so rare among thugs. He reached to boy's face and caressed his lips with a thumb.
"Of course he is. Anders is a really sweet person, but he's still only a man. And men like to have their dicks well sucked and taken care of. Who will bring him more pleasure than a pair of nephilims? Exactly, no one. That's why he will surely take this opportunity."
Noah would lie if he said that this idea didn't excite him. But the rational side of his mind reminded him that Lucas could bring someone ugly or disgusting. Serving some vile individual would hardly be pleasurable, even to a submissive nephilim.
"And what if we refuse?" older brother asked, not exactly in rebellious tone, but more like he was checking his options.
"I will punish you and then order you again to do it. If you refuse again, I will punish you again. Let's just say you will entertain my friend eventually." Lucas stopped cuddling them and sat a little bit further. "Before he comes, I have to make sure that both of you know how to behave. I can't have you embarrass me, can I? Let's start with the most pressing issue. Real men like me get really excited at the idea of two submissive souls making out for their master's excitement. Try this for me now."
Boys looked at each other, confused.
"You expect us to... kiss each other?" Noah hesitated.
"Yes. You've made a horrible mistake by allowing Evan to join us," Lucas's smile was both perverted and sadistic. He knew it was more than awkward to the boys who thought about each other as brothers. "Stop playing a prude, Noah. Both of you are self-aware sluts by now."
Suddenly, Evan placed hand on Noah's face.
"It's for our masters, Noah," he said and locked lips with his surprised brother. Even though he sounded like he was making a huge sacrifice, their kiss lasted for a while and it wasn't any less passionate than it would be with Lucas.
"I'm glad both of you are so eager to deprave your cute little brotherly relationship for me, but it's time for another step. Evan, get on top of Noah, but face the other side."
Evan eagerly fulfilled the order, got on top of Noah and sat on his chest. The older nephilim could see his butt cheeks rubbing against his pecs in excitement.
"Now get on fours." The younger nephilim did as told. Noah could see only a dandling pair of balls and flaccid penis now, almost touching his own nose. "Now, Evan suck Noah off and Noah, you take care of your little brother's tool."
"This feels wrong..." Noah complained quietly.
"Oh, yeah? Then why is your dick hard already?" Lucas wasn't exactly having his prudish act.
It was an undeniable truth. Evan grabbed Noah's stiff cock and placed his wet lips on it. Nephilim's warm tongue started massaging penis head. Older brother couldn't really oppose any longer, so he grabbed Evan's cock and placed it in his mouth. Evan's meat was hot and pulsing. Noah had trouble breathing, as boy's sack was lying on his nostrils, blocking the flow of air.
"Now lick each other's balls," Lucas gave another order.
Noah sucked in one of Evan's balls and started tickling it with tip of his tongue. His little brother was teasing him in similar way.
"Alright, time for a little bit of motivation, my boys. Whoever pumps milk out of the cock they're working on first, gets to ruin orgasm of their brother. And whoever ruins orgasm of the other person, will get to have their own orgasm fulfilled, by my hand..."
"Ruined orgasm? What does it mean?" Evan had to stop slurping on Noah's cock for a second to ask that innocent question.
"The moment his penis starts shooting semen, stop touching it. No more jerking or sucking. It will still spill the milk, but offering no pleasure or relief."
Neither of the nephilims liked that particular idea very much, that's why both focused and became very intense with their cocksucking. There was no more brotherly care, just rivalry. Noah knew he had an advantage over his little brother. Not only in general meaning of sexual experience, but also because Noah came multiple times during this week and Evan only once. The older brother did not intend to go easy on the younger nephilim. On the contrary, it was a great opportunity to win the contest.
After but a minute of struggle, Evan had no other option but to surrender...
"N-no... wait!" he moaned but there was nothing that would stop Noah now. The younger brother stopped pumping cock of the older one, fully focusing on the overwhelming heat filling the tip of his own tool. Pulsing meat bursted with cum, hitting the hot sticky load straight into Noah's face. He closed eyes and stopped touching boy's dick in any way, waiting for hot drops of cum to stop hitting his mouth and cheeks. "Nooo, please, keep rubbing it!" Evan pleaded.
In desperation, the younger nephilim reached to his pumping cock with his own hand. Lucas grabbed him immediately, making boy wriggle in his strong arms. Soon after, boy's cock emptied balls and Lucas released him. Evan desperately tried to jerk his penis now, but all it brought to him now was just a painful, disappointing sensation.
Noah used their distraction to quickly wipe his face in the covers, knowing how Lucas's resentment to waste cum could easily turn into another perverted idea.
"Congratulations, Noah. You just won yourself two most pleasurable minutes of your life," Lucas said, while smiling down at the older nephilim.
"Wait a minute... it was supposed to be a full orgasm, not just two minutes of pleasure!" Noah frowned, feeling cheated.
"Yeah, I'm aware. But trust me, it will turn out to be the same thing. I know how to touch a nephilim to make him melt in my hands. You won't hold it in for long." Lucas caressed Noah's hair. Before he did anything, he thrown Evan a look. "Stay there and watch your brother get pleasure that you will be denied. Maybe that will motivate you next time."
Lucas grabbed Noah and pushed him on all fours. His big manly hands were touring his naked body, almost as if he was a blind man wanting to know nephilim's geography with spicy details. His fingers fondled his nipples, belly and rear, massaging him intensely. Then, the thug focused on his strictly intimate areas. One hand started playing with boy's balls, the other one with entrance to his butthole. Noah looked at his brother with lust on his face, just to see envious grumpiness.
