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That was the last straw. Saixal could feel the rational part of his mind, his brotherly instincts, dissipate as he no longer felt the warm, sticky confines of his brother's insides. His eyes turned red, like earlier in the day when he found out someone was picking on his brother. Except this time he was more angry. Much, much, much more angry. Saixal grabbed his brother and lifted him up by the throat.
He threw him across the room, making him crash hard into the wall. Within an instant Saixal was right behind him. He pinned his brother's head against the wall, separating his legs with one hand, the other hand placed firmly on the back of Sora's head. "You don't fucking disobey me you useless whore!" Saixal shouted. He kept him pinned and with the other hand he squeezed Sora's cock hard at the base.
Saixal rubbed his soft cock up and down Sora's ass crack, feeling it harden. He humped Sora hard, the force strong enough to push Sora against the wall. "Now you'll see what happens when you disobey your Master!" Saixal whispered harshly. He jammed his cock hard into Sora's ass, aiming straight for his prostate. He humped him furiously, striking his prostate every time as he kept his hand clamped on Sora's cock, not even permitting him to get hard. "You enjoy this, don't you you kinky bitch!"
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