Mr.beta, you are mine

Chapter 3

At five in the morning, Mike was awakened because someone was groping him. While Mike slept, Harry was able to undress both of them. He took Mike's hand and rubbed it up and down his hot "big boy". The feeling of Mike's soft hand made him excited. One side of the nipp*e of Mike's che*t was licked and sucked until it swelled, and the sound of lustful water resounded softly. The other side is also taken care of, sometimes gently rubbing, sometimes using force to pinch. Only the sensitive place that has been erected is not taken care of.

Glancing at the watch, Mike lightly patted Harry's shoulder, sounding sleepy.

- Harry, get some more sleep, it was only five o'clock.

Harry moved away from Mike's ch*st, towards the parted lips, the tip of Harry's tongue slyly beginning to invade Mike's mouth. Mike was pulled into a deep kiss with him, absorbed in its sweetness. The dreamy mind gradually cleared up, each small burst of pleasure stimulated Mike's nerves, screaming for more. Mike rested his head on Harry's shoulder, Mike's voice gasping:

- Harry, over there... I want to...

Harry stopped his hand movements and kissed Mike's forehead softly.

- Come on, turn around.

Mike obediently turned around, his hands clutching the pillow, his body soft, waiting for Harry's next move. Harry touched the nape of Mike's neck, slowly stroking down his smooth back. Every place Harry passed felt like a pinprick, making Mike shiver. To the two buttocks, he stopped, slowly rubbing, sometimes gentle, sometimes rough. Really, this butt is very pleasing to the eye, the size is just perfect, the white is as smooth as two dumplings, and it feels like a lot of fun to the touch. Harry really wanted to spend all day playing around.

- Ahhhh!

Mike was startled, he turned around, saw Harry's teeth digging into his ass, and deliberately clenched. Both refreshing and painful, Mike looked up at Harry with hazy eyes, his whole face tinged with a layer of red:

- Pain. The front... so annoying is. I want the front too.

Harry smiled slyly, pulling out of Mike's ass, pleased to see the marks he'd left, reaching up to trace the marks he'd made. He patted Mike's hand lightly, his voice full of grace:

- Raise your butt a little higher.

He pulled Mike's hips up high, reaching out to stroke Mike's little wet boy. The sudden comfort made Mike shiver slightly.

- You're getting more and more sensitive. Your little boy leaks a lot of water.

Mike embarrassedly buried his face in the pillow. Harry leaned up and bit Mike's nape lightly, his hands getting faster and faster, and a small moan escaped from Mike's throat, so sweet.

Halfway through, Harry stopped, the pleasure running down Mike's body interrupted. Mike glanced at Harry, his butt wobbling a little, telling Harry to keep going. Seeing Mike like that, Harry's pe*is became more and more uncomfortable. The Pheromone then spreads the heat out.

Amayah Walker woke up early in the morning to exercise. She glanced at her brother's room, puffing her cheeks in anger:

- Ah! It wasn't even morning yet, but he tortured that boy. He really is a demon.

In this sentence she only said to herself, if Harry heard, she did not know how she would be corrected. Resentfully looking at the door of the room, she felt sorry for Mike being looked at by his brother.

- Hey, it's none of my business anyway. Go practice already.

"Pump", Harry patted Mike's ass so hard that it turned a little red. The more he looked at it, the more enchanting he became. Squeezing Mike's legs, he squeezed his hot big boy in between, and began to move. Mike's thighs were so refreshing, every time he went in and out, he also rubbed Mike's little. Although he can't "take care" of everything like his hand, the feeling of constant friction like that is really nice. The two testi*les were rubbed back and forth non-stop, the water from Harry's p***s was secreted, making Mike's thighs drenched. The lewd noises as the two of them moved reverberated throughout the room.

Watching the people under him groan, Harry exerted more force, thrusting in and out as quickly as possible. Yeah, it was refreshing. Mike couldn't stand the rush of stimulation from below, twisted his body, groaned intermittently:

- Ah... don't be so fast... ah... ah...

Mike shivered in waves, the liquid soaked a piece of bed sheet, his body softened. He turned Mike over, took Mike's hand and rubbed his big boy. Mike looked at him in a daze, then looked down again. The more he looked at his face, the more dismayed it became. It is so big, it must be almost one and a half times that of Mike's. Looking at Mike's expression, he pressed Mike's hand tighter, and soon shot out in waves, collapsing on Mike's body. The feeling of numbness runs through the body, so refreshing, it is true that in the morning, a little exercise will be good for health.

After a fierce struggle, the two took a quick shower. Mike sat on Harry's lap while Harry wiped his hair, feeling like a small cat being cared for by its owner. When Harry had done, he opened the drawer of the bedside cabinet, took an envelope and shoved it into Mike's hand.

- For you, my allowance is a bit more these days.

Mike opened the envelope, counted it carefully, and looked at him with wide eyes:

- Too much. This is more than the last time, more than two months' salary of my mother.

He pulled Mike close to him, resting his chin on Mike's neck, his voice full of tenderness:

- There will be more later. If Eira changes anything, tell me, she's your sister, I should care a little.

- Yes.

Mike smiles happily and rubs Harry's body. This month Eira's drug bills don't have to be worried. For more than a year, Harry had given money to Mike like that. At first, Mike did not dare to accept it, but seeing Harry's annoyed face, he had to agree. Over time, it also became a habit, for two or three weeks, Harry would give Mike money once, saying it was to take care of Eira.

In fact, Mike's mother's salary couldn't afford Eira's medicine. Since then, Eira's health has improved significantly and she is also more active than before.

Mike's mother seemed unhappy. Every time she accepts money from Mike, she is very reluctant, and her face looks like she is about to cry. Mike told Harry again, Harry said not to care too much, just listen to him. Mike did not want Harry to be bothered, so he obediently obeyed. So every time Mike gave money to his mother, he tried to move on to another matter.

Harry slipped his hand into Mike's shirt, rubbing two small spots.

- Come to my room tonight.

One week had seven days, Mike was dragged to his room three days a week, the other two days he went to Mike's room by himself, and only two days he let Mike sleep alone.

- No, I have a test tomorrow.

Mike said, Harry went to his room to do other things, and Mike had no brain to study.

- So tomorrow night?

- Um, okay.

Satisfied, he lightly kissed Mike's cheek, gradually approached his plump lips, kissed his lips deeply, and then let Mike leave.