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"Pardon me for refusing."

I took a step back, "Andre, that doesn't make sense."

He tilted his head to look at me, but made no further move.I paused and continued: "Our original intention is to have sex...uh...to enjoy sex, right? Even if you tell Yang Chen all this and let me break up with him and break up, it won't do you any good , I will hate you for it instead.”

"If you feel unhappy being ignored by me, I apologize, and we'll have a good time tonight. Whatever position you like. But what's the point of humiliating me in this way?"

Andre stared at me: "Will you say the same?"

"Ok?"

"If someone else is sitting here, would you say that?" Andre caressed the exhibit with his fingers boredly, he raised his eyes and smiled at me, the beautiful facial features inherited from his mother are like a beautiful painting, " It doesn't matter if it's Yang Chen or that underground lover, in front of them, will brother be so eloquent?"

He slowed down his speaking speed, and there was an ambiguous and sticky breathing sound between his lips and tongue.I froze for a moment: "There is no comparison at all."

"But I just want to know." He asked stubbornly, and when he saw that I couldn't answer, he cocked his lips, "Brother, you dare not explain—or you are so timid, you don't dare to let them know that you are stepping... ...Well, regarding the matter of the three boats, it is even more impossible to say these words sophistry."

His eyes rolled around, showing an almost soft expression, but when he lowered his eyes, he looked a little sad: "Since you bother to hide it from others, why do you do this to me?"

"I……"

I was speechless for a moment.I really never thought of hiding other things about Andre, because I still regard him as a younger brother rather than a lover in my heart, so naturally I don’t need to worry about whether he will be jealous because of this.But obviously he does, and cares a lot about these things.

I can't tell what it feels like, but I have the secret joy of being valued, and the subtle comfort of my brother's possessiveness.It's just that the mood has deteriorated too much, mixed with many unbearable emotions.I sighed softly, took two steps towards him, and said softly:

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you would care, and I'll pay attention in the future. What compensation do you want? As long as it's not too much..."

"My brother is so unscrupulous because I look so easy to coax."

Andre looked a little easier to talk about now.He hooked his hands at me, and I sat across from him facing him, his breath fell on my neckline, hot and slightly itchy.I kissed his tall nose bridge, brushed his long eyelashes with my lips, reached out and patted his back, and asked in a low voice: "Don't be angry with brother, okay? MonCoeur (my heart)? "

Andre shook his head.I was relieved, and just about to continue to say a few sweet words, but he bit my Adam's apple so hard that I cried out in pain.I wanted to back away from him who suddenly burst into anger, but he was tightly trapped in his arms, and I couldn't break free.

"You are crazy!! It hurts! Let go!"

The soft throat was bitten unexpectedly, I was in pain and anxious, dominated by the survival instinct of resistance, I slapped Andre with my backhand without thinking.This blow wasn't particularly hard, but Andre's face was still turned aside by me, and red marks appeared on his fair face.

I covered my throat and coughed twice, but he was still hugging him tightly and didn't let go. After taking a deep breath and forcing myself to calm down, the first thing I did was check his face:

"Andre, are you okay? I... I didn't mean it, you bit too painfully, I couldn't control it..."

He was probably angry, and he turned his head to the other side to prevent me from looking at him.I was annoyed in my heart, this is the end, I finally managed to coax this hard-to-serve master, why did I raise my hand and give him a impulse just now?

After a moment of stalemate, Andre's trembling voice sounded: "...I'm so sad."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brother shouldn't hit you, does it hurt?" Although I was still a little angry, it was obvious that he did it without saying hello first, and he bit it so hard that I almost felt the fear of being grabbed by the neck by a wolf. Feelings, of course there is no sense of proportion.But at this time, I could only hold back my anger and apologize quickly, "It's my brother who made a mistake, can you call back? Or, or other ways of apologizing are fine, don't be sad..."

"Brother, did you make a mistake?"

Andre slowly turned his face and raised his jaw slightly, with a little contempt in his eyes.I stared blankly at him, his expression at the moment could be called cold, and even the words he spit out were like a piece of hard ice, which made me shiver instinctively before I realized what he meant:

"But after pretending to be a good brother for a few days, it made you dizzy? I'm one of these people..."

"—the worst one."

I was dragged by him from the living room all the way to the bathroom, and thrown into the bathtub that had already been filled with hot water.

I was drenched all over, and it took a lot of effort to stand up unsteadily while holding onto the slippery edge of the bathtub.He came in from the outside, easily subdued my resistance, and quickly pinched my throat and poured me a drug of unknown composition—although it tasted like overly sweet syrup, the liquid seemed like a hot liquid. The wine burned all the way down the throat into the stomach pouch.

"Don't give me this, this strange thing!!"

I coughed twice and wanted to vomit, but it was too late.Halfway through the roar, I stopped. I gasped and sat in the hot water with my knees hugged. My whole body felt like needles, but there was no pain. It was just a biting itching mixed with pleasure.I struggled to open my eyes to identify the source of the pleasure, only to discover, in desperation, that it was the warm water in the tub soaking my skin.

I looked at the lights above my head in a trance and thought—it wasn't blood that flowed through my veins, it was blades.

But even a little stream of water would make me shudder all over, and maybe I would scream out of joy when I was really cut.The erect penis was bound in the wet trousers. Andre looked down at me and murmured as if sighing: "The effect is so fast."

My own ugliness irritated my fragile nerves, and I avoided his touch completely out of breath, and the slight squeeze of my legs made my genitals spasm.Andre's face sank: "Brother!"

"Get lost..." I calmed down my sluggish head, my voice unconsciously became crying, I tried to stand up but my legs were so weak, "You are... just a lunatic!"

He paused, and actually smiled at me: "You don't know how much I like you like this."

The waving wrist was held by him, and Andre's pale rose lips left sticky water marks on the wet arm.I propped my forehead, trying to find a little rationality in the burning abnormal sexual desire, and heard him whisper: "If the gods want to destroy them, they must first make them crazy. Brother, I want to be your god... you Life and death and all orgasms should be mine. You should be mine."

I was a little drowsy, and I couldn't help but untie my belt with my other hand and caress my flushed genitals, but I still gasped and said in a low voice: "What god... I don't belong to anyone! Ah... ...Um...Andre, are you insane..."

"Brother, you don't want to provoke me."

His expression turned cold quickly, and in the next second he pulled me by my collar and pulled me out of the warm hot water, pushed me to the ground, pulled off my pants quickly, and inserted his unlubricated fingers into the back hole .

"No, no..." My face was pressed against the cold tiles of the bathroom, and I was forced to kneel and raised my hips in a low voice, shaking violently.Andre's strength is far beyond my imagination, and now I can't move at all by pressing my waist, the water rushes down from the shower pocket, and I beg for mercy vaguely while choking on the water, "An, Andre... ...Cough...I was wrong! Don't do this, it hurts..."

"It's okay." He chuckled, leaned over to my ear and kissed the sensitive skin behind my ear, "Brother, behave better? I'm very angry now."

"It hurts... Lubricate, please..." This kind of forceful stabbing into the dry vagina, and the unscrupulous use of fingers to poke the fragile intestines everywhere made me suffocate in pain.Even if there is a bit of intestinal juice secreted by drugs to stimulate estrus, it is obviously not enough, not to mention that Andre pressed my prostate too violently, and the excessive pleasure turned into sharp pain, which made my brain go blank, "It hurts ...Ah... no, no more..."

He withdrew his fingers and put his hot, slippery cock on the back of me instead.My voice was unconsciously filled with fear: "Don't...don't come in directly...you will die, ah...don't..."

"Aren't you very stubborn just now?" He squeezed my waist hard, and I flinched a little, and my earlobe was wrapped in hints, "Brother, what should I do now? I don't know how to do it."

I propped up my body with trembling hands, turned over with difficulty on the cold ground, and faced Andre.He raised his eyebrows, trapping me under his body quite oppressively.I forced a smile, raised my hand to pinch the nipple and rubbed it, but I didn't expect the drug to have such a strong effect, I immediately let out a gasp, my genitals twitched a few times, and almost ejaculated: "Woo... ok, ok Stimulate……"

An expression of interest appeared on Andre's beautiful face, and he urged in a hoarse voice: "Brother, teach me."

"First, stimulate this place first..." My back was covered with tiles, and despite the constant hot water flowing past me, it was still so cold that it penetrated into my bone marrow.I rubbed my nipples tremblingly, my eyes were covered with mist because of the excessive pleasure, and my voice became light, "That's it... um... um..."

"Then what?" Andre's voice sounded like a good student eager for knowledge, but my gradually confused brain could still distinguish his suppressed desire. He lowered his head and bit my upturned nipple and sucked it hard. , said vaguely, "Tell me."

"Then...then touch here..."

I ran my hand down to my cock, but it was too sensitive to touch.The pre-liquid was all over my hands, and after a little stroking, I would be stimulated by the needle-like pleasure and cry, and I felt like I was about to lose control.I gritted my teeth and touched it for a few times. I wanted to let go, but Andre's hand was attached to me and I squeezed it hard. I immediately cried out and ejaculated.

"Ah... ah..." My lower abdomen convulsed uncontrollably, my genitals were still dripping with semen, and my brain was completely unable to think.Andre called me: "Brother?"

I wanted to answer, but my body seemed to be no longer under my control, and I couldn't open my mouth at all.I could feel him patting my face: "Don't faint, I haven't said what to do next..."

After a while, he seemed to sigh, and the cold lubricant fell from above, making it sticky and slippery between my legs.Andrei stretched while lubricating while leaving tooth marks on my face and neck.With his beautiful and handsome face, the mumbling voice sounds a little cute: "I seem to have taken too much medicine this time... Forget it, let you go."

"Brother, you will forgive me anyway, after all, I am your only younger brother..." He said to himself when he intervened, "Tsk, you bite so tightly when you are unconscious. Okay, I I love you, don't blame me for waking up."

No matter how much Andre goes too far, he is actually just a possessive child...

I watched him almost tenderly, from a sober and free third perspective.