The Adopted Brother's Twisted Pleasure

Chapter 09

General POV

Michael lost himself in there to the extent Adonis had to pull him out. His eyes were so unfocused, his mind trying to recall where he was while small whimpers kept coming out from him. Adonis could only distance himself for him to recover. "f**k," he cursed quietly when he gathered enough reasoning and couldn't meet Adonis's eyes.

'How can I be so pathetic for a nineteen-year-old?' He himself, who is a graduate, who is older than the kid's elder sister. He who is going to be a genius doctor in a few months. 'f**k,' he cursed again inwardly. No matter how irresistibly good-looking the kid is, he is still a kid. And besides, Michael knew he is not gay himself. If not for this weakness of his, he wouldn't have embarrassed himself like this, and he wouldn't be fearing embarrassing himself at all in the future.

"When did you figure out that you have this?" Adonis asked, but the older man didn't answer. "I suggest you start speaking unless you want to be one with paradise again. Of course I know you love it, you even crave it. But what you hate the most is your inability to control yourself no matter what," Adonis spoke, already heading towards the male, whose body visibly shook after perceiving that scent from the kid's armpit and couldn't resist moaning, his eyes getting unfocused again.

Even if Michael hated to admit it, the kid in front of him looked so unreal that he didn't even believe someone like this could exist. But regardless, a teenager is still a teenager, and here he is craving his armpit musk like a hungry dog.

Adonis was once more close to him and raised his arm, exposing his armpit. But this time he didn't urge; he just stood there and waited, and surely, it wasn't even ten seconds before Michael came diving into the pit, breathing in, moaning, his eyes closed, his body shaking slightly. His seven-and-a-half-inch curved shaft pulsated up and down inside his pants so hard that it hurt.

"Enough," Adonis said, but the doctor was long gone as he worshipped and lost himself deeper and deeper. Even if anybody were to come into the kitchen right now, he wouldn't even care or give a f**k in the current state he was in. Adonis had no other option than to pull him away, and once again distance himself away from him, because as long as he stayed near the older man, his mind would forever be messed up from overdrive. That was why, for the people whose cravings have developed to this extent, it's no longer called just a sensitive spot anymore.

"You will need a lot of training, man," Adonis spoke while watching him recover his senses.

"Now answer me, when and how did you figure it out?" Adonis asked again. "It was..." gulp "... It was a year ago. I was inside the gym; after my workout was done, I headed towards the lockers. It wasn't even a minute after I sat down when a man entered, all sweaty, but when he passed, a scent wafted over to me, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath. As time passed, I realized something was wrong, that I was getting drunk for no reason; I had to stumble my way out of the gym. At that time, I hadn't realized the true reason for my predicament, so after some days, I went back to the gym, and a similar thing happened. When I couldn't resist it anymore and was about to leave, that was when one of the guys nearest to me raised his arms up to weightlift; right there, I nearly lost it. I knew I moaned out audibly, but they mistook it as a muscle strain gasp and didn't react. It was then I realized..." He paused and couldn't bring himself to say it.

"It was then you realized what you really craved how much you craved men's armpit musk. Especially hot males; it hit differently, right?" Adonis completed his sentence, stunning him. "How did you know all that?" Michael asked, but Adonis chuckled. "I know way more than you could imagine, bro," Adonis waved off the question.

Michael spoke: "You are right... That day, what saved me was that the guy later walked away; by then, I was almost long gone and would have embarrassed myself real... real bad there if he had stayed longer. When he left, I recovered some rationality and rushed out from there. Since that day on, I have never gone to any private gym and trained in my family's gym house instead. Later on, I noticed I was more into the scent of strong males who exuded manly masculinity than others; some of those men are even soft-looking, many of them lean. It doesn't matter if the man is huge or massive; most times I didn't feel much influence from many of the huge ones in a short time, and I could control myself and leave freely even though I could perceive it. That was when I realized that testosterone and masculinity are not by size at all," Michael finished; it was clear he was embarrassed saying all this.

"You don't have to be ashamed in front of me; I knew people like you even before you got to know yourself. But not everyone is like you; for some, it's a particular place in their body, and unless someone plays with that part, they won't lose it like you, but when they do, it's the same," Adonis said and walked towards Michael again. "Let me reward you for the last time before we return back to the dining room," Adonis spoke. "No no no... don't, please..." Michael was rejecting, but his eyes were pleading for it. "You know you want it. You are just afraid people will find out. But the truth is, you crave it so much, so don't worry, with me your secret is safe," Adonis said. But even if Michael was still shaking his head, he had no other option than to bury himself deep in there once more, all his senses blanking out. The musk wafted into him, and this time Adonis didn't pull away; he let the older man enjoy, inhale, nuzzle, and lick.

The more he inhaled, the more he lost it. Inside his pants, his d**k pulsated nonstop as he shot heavy loads all inside his pants, his body shuddering in bliss and intense pleasure coursing through his body, his mind a disoriented mess...