I was still on my knees, Adeel's taste on my tongue, when Adam walked to the kitchen.
He came back holding three plates. "Side table," he said, voice flat. "You forgot."
I opened my mouth to apologize. His hand cracked across my face—hard, not playful. I fell sideways, cheek burning.
Adeel watched. Said nothing. His silence cut deeper than the slap.
His elder brother grabbed my arm, dragged me toward the hallway. "Useless," he spat. "Can't even wash dishes right."
I scrambled, helpless, as he pulled me toward the door.
Then Adeel moved. He slammed his fist into the wall beside Adam's head—crack—plaster dust falling.
Adam froze.
Adeel grabbed my arm like I weighed nothing, like a child, and yanked me to my feet. His eyes were cold, distant, disappointed.
"Finish what you started," he said.
I dropped immediately, mouth open, sucking him with desperate hunger. He let me work, hips thrusting shallow, using me without care. I felt him swell, tasted the salt, heard Adam's angry breath behind us.
Before he climaxed, Adeel pulled out. He shot his load across my face—hot, thick, claiming—then gripped my hair and dragged me aside like trash.
Adam(elder brother) watched, fists clenched, furious.
Adeel opened the door. "You must leave," he said.
He pushed me out into the hallway, his seed drying on my face, his brother's rage burning through the closing door.
The wind outside dried Adeel's cum on my face before I reached my door. Crusty. Claiming. Mine.
I entered my apartment. My hair still wild from his grip. My left cheek burned red with elder brother's slap , his anger, his envy.
I ran a hot bath. After, I pulled out my dildo. Put Adeel's Instagram on my laptop screen—him at the gym, him at the beach, that hairy chest, that smirk.
I lubed my ass, lowered onto it, and rode.
I slapped my own balls—hard, the way Adeel did. Once. Twice. Pain and pleasure blurring.
I nub leaks hands-free, moaning his name, my load shooting across my stomach while I watched him on screen.
I stood before the mirror after. Hair messy. Cheek marked. Ass used. Face flushed.
A sub. Confident. No regret.
Adeel pushed me into my subspace. Made me who I really am.
Then I slipped on my pink jockstrap and slept like a baby.
I wake up as phone ring a message.
Adeel send me message, it's your breeding time sub, came to my place.
I came to his house.
Adeel opens the door. I say hye to his fit mother doing yoga.He push me to his room.
He says, you are my personal property now. your sexual life is in my control. do not bang with anyone included my bro adam otherwise you will face consequencies.
i noded with agreeable way.
then he sit on his bed with a boxer and erect penis.
I sit on my knees and try to seduce him with bits on his underwear.
I think he enjoys but all of a suden he slap me this time harder.
he says quick bitch, i do not have all day for a sissy like you.
I felt embarrassed, cheek burning, eyes watering. But also privileged. This slap—hard, demanding, dismissive—cleansed my masculine ego. Necessary for a sub boy like me.
Then I start sucking his cock as my duty, taking him deep until his entire length is down my throat in minutes.
"Stand up, hands up," he commands. I obey instantly. He yanks my underwear down.
Adeel laughs at my nub. "Now I know why you're a sissy with that tiny thing. You deserve no pussy."
"Yes, I deserve this, sir," I whisper.
He slaps my balls—once, twice, three times—then delivers a sharp kick. My hands fly to protect myself. A smirk plays on Adeel's lips as he watches my pathetic attempt.
He shoves my hands back up. "Spread your legs." I do, and he kicks me again, hard.
"Count it, bitch."
"One, thank you sir... two, thank you sir... three, thank you, please, sir," I gasp.
He then pushes his fingers into my mouth, thrusting repeatedly to train my throat.
All of a sudden, he throws me onto the bed and puts his wet middle finger in my ass. I gasp at the sudden intrusion.
Afterward, he pushes his cock inside me, only halfway at first. I can't control myself and yell out. As I yell, he puts his hand over my face, grabbing it like a ball, his fingers digging into my cheeks as he muffles my cries.
After a few minutes of rough pain, I start feeling my prostate, and I begin to enjoy it. I'm rubbing my swollen balls while touching my clit.
"Put your hands away from that nub," he commands. I follow his command immediately.
Adeel kisses me forward and shoots his cum inside my second ring of my anal pussy. I get bred this way.
He lays over me, sweaty and that's my biggest reward as a sub—to get a protective alpha.
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