The Adopted Brother's Twisted Pleasure

Chapter 06

General POV

The more Adonis pumps his fingers into Patrick, the more of a mess he becomes. He would never have thought in his wildest dreams he would one day act like this; he never would have thought he even had a sensitive spot like this...

His shaft was already pulsating up and down, painfully hard. Half of his mind was long gone deep, moaning and craving for more, while the other half wanted to put a stop to it, stand up and leave, and never let such a thing happen again. But he couldn't even overpower the younger man when he was still fully rational, so trying to now would be attempting the impossible. His eyes were fighting between glazing over and being clear-headed, but all this didn't stop his waist from thrusting back to meet with every finger thrust from Adonis. A weak spot is called that for a reason, but in his case, it's already leaning towards the extreme.

His is leaning more towards abnormality than a weak spot.

He gulped when Adonis added a third finger and pushed the fingers so deep he felt them touch something, and his body shuddered. His mind shut off and switched back on in seconds while a good amount of precum oozed out from his d**k.

'How can this be happening... How can I let my kid bro manhandle me like this... mmghhhh... If this were to get out, how could I even face the world...' But thinking wasn't helping him in the least, and the more he got finger-f****d by Adonis, the more he realized he was already at the younger man's mercy; unless Adonis chose to stop, he wasn't going anywhere.

"Adonis... fuck... this has to oohhh...." His words were confused, bordering between resistance and acceptance; he wanted him to stop, but at the same time, he wanted more. His waist, which was back-thrusting to meet the fingers, got faster and faster, and soon his resistant moans turned to full whimpers of wanting more. His body was already covered in sweat from his earlier panic mixed with arousal, but all in all, he was more of a gorgeous mess, helpless under his younger brother. Subconsciously, his back arched while he slowly lost his reasoning, with the one word in his mind being, 'This shouldn't be happening'.

He didn't know how long he was toyed with by Adonis; the last thing he remembered was moaning in resistance while the pleasure coursing through his body got more intense. But as the climax subsided, he came back to his senses and saw he was still sitting on top of Adonis. In front of him, on Adonis's chest, were loads of c*m he had shot out unknowingly, his suit was a rumpled mess, his hair scattered at weird angles, his body sweaty. In short, he looked used.

"Kid bro, what have you done to me..." he muttered as he stumbled off Adonis's body. He recklessly pulled up his pants and rushed out of the room, heading towards his own.

"What the fuck... what the actual fuck...!!" he cursed out loud after entering his room and shutting the door. "How can I have such a weakness in me?" he questioned, pacing left and right. He is not gay, he is sure of that, he will never be gay. In fact, yesterday when he was coming back from the meeting with Emma, he nearly f****d her inside their car after a lot of kisses and make-outs. He was raging hard too; if not for the fact that it was getting late and the inconvenience of the car, he would have had her screaming in joy, so yes, he is not gay.

"Why would I have such a spot!? This is not normal!" He wasn't even aware he was screaming, as his mind was fully occupied with thoughts.

Now that he had confirmed he is not gay, the only thing he needed to make disappear was this stupid spot of his. What if one day in the gym as he usually trains outside the mansion, what if after exercising he decides to shower to wash off the sweat, and a guy mistakenly finds out about it during playful shower jabs or playful wrestling? "No! I must do something about it," he declared, entering his bathroom to wash off and change for work, as time wasn't waiting for him.

On the other side, Adonis sat up and cleaned off the c*m on his chest. As he trashed it and returned to his bed, Jake entered his room to inform him about breakfast and couldn't help but get shocked by what he saw.

Normally he would knock, but Patrick had rushed out earlier leaving the door wide open; the man had no other option than to enter directly, now receiving the biggest shock of his life at the massive size of that hard thing. For the first time, he felt inferior as a man. He tried to act normal, but with something like that? It was impossible.

"Good morning, dad," Adonis's deep voice sounded while a faint smile played on his lips as usual. "Good morning... Why did you leave your door open?" The older man tried to look for reasons to justify his intrusion, as he suddenly felt he had no right to be there. "Don't worry about it, dad. What is the matter?" Adonis brushed off the question, and Jake didn't even notice, as he was busy trying to smooth the thick air but failing miserably. "I came to call you down for breakfast. I reached your elder brother Patrick's room, and he was showering. I thought he would have left by now," Jake said all in one breath. Adonis chuckled and wore baggy black joggers, which did little to hide the monster inside.

His muscles rippled as he walked towards the door. "He must have been caught up with something, dad. There's no need to worry about him; as the vice chairman, he doesn't necessarily need to be as early as his staff. Anytime he comes to work, he can sort out his part," Adonis said as his muscular arm extended and guided his dad away together with him as they headed off...