D’Élysée gazed at his brother’s member resting in his palm. His eyes were filled with affection, as if looking at a small, precious life.

Except for when they were children, this was the first time he’d seen his brother’s genitals. The water-soaked, pinkish organ was small and smooth.

In truth, it hadn’t changed much in size since then. There was still plenty of room left in his hand.

“This brings back memories. I used to sit on a rock while you washed me…”

D’Élysée folded his soap-slicked hands together like a shell. Trapped between his tightly pressed palms was the plump little organ.

As he rubbed it clean like washing his hands, his brother gripped his shoulder. His fingers tightly clutched the warm, bare skin.

“Mmnn…”

A faint moan followed. Responding immediately, D’Élysée’s ministrations grew more intense.

While one hand continued rubbing the penis, the other captured the pearl-like scrotum. As he rolled it in his palm, it stretched pliantly.

Under the merciless kneading of his sensitive areas, Egru’s widely spread legs twitched and trembled.

Before his brother with impure intentions, the vulnerable older sibling could only endure the torment. Finally, one of Egru’s feet slipped off the rock where he’d been balancing.

Splash.

The water’s ripples reached D’Élysée’s massive member writhing beneath the surface.

His glans, the size of a fist, emerged above the water. As if desperate to enter his brother, it drooled and demanded attention.

“You need to spread properly, brother.”

D’Élysée adjusted his brother’s posture. While secretly stroking his own cock underwater, he brought his face close to the tender groin.

“You don’t want to smell bad, right? Nobody likes someone who smells.”

Despite his intimidating words, D’Élysée breathlessly inhaled the sweet scent. As his hot breath settled on the skin, Egru’s flushed knees reflexively came together.

Blinking slowly, for some reason, those amber eyes were gradually closing.

D’Élysée failed to notice he was emitting an excessive amount of pheromones.

“You taught me this. The foreskin needs thorough cleaning too.”

His blunt index finger touched the bud-like tip. Gently shaking the soft entrance up and down, he dug inside.

The warm interior of the foreskin barely accommodated his thick finger. In a space already filled by the glans alone, he pushed in and slowly circled around.

As he rubbed around the glans, a squelching sound emerged. With each additional circle, Egru’s chin trembled.

The gentle action following such intense stimulation amplified the pleasure for his sensitive body.

Squirt—

Egru ejaculated instantly. He exhaled with a dazed expression as pleasure spread throughout his body.

This quickly?

D’Élysée wondered. But seeing his brother’s flushed, disheveled expression, he nearly climaxed himself and firmly gripped the base of his own cock.

“……”

His brother’s member, which had seemed halfway erect, quickly went limp again.

D’Élysée stared intently at the urethra struggling to push out the remaining semen.

He deeply regretted losing even those few drops of sweet nectar. The thought consuming his mind soon led to impulsive action.

Without thinking, D’Élysée licked the urethral opening, then pulled back in surprise.

“Ah, I’m sorry. I just… Brother?”

D’Élysée finally noticed something different about Egru.

“Can you hear me?”

“……”

“Brother?”

He no longer responded to the calls. With heat flushing his entire body, he was barely breathing.

Egru, unable to control his limbs, flailed before collapsing forward.

D’Élysée quickly supported the lightweight body with his shoulder. Sticky fluid pooled on the rock where Egru had been sitting.

Pheromones…

About to control the pheromones he’d been emitting, D’Élysée hesitated momentarily. Instead, he gently lifted his brother. The fluid that had flowed from his entrance clung to the rock, stretching like threads.

Can I hold back?

His thick Adam’s apple bobbed. The rising sensation of arousal along his waist seemed to cloud his mind.

His dark red member stood painfully erect. The veins extending down to his abdominals burned like molten iron.

“May I, brother?”

D’Élysée pressed his lips against Egru’s ear and whispered. He nuzzled languorously against the white nape.

“Are you asleep?”

Smooch, smooch. He placed tiny kisses behind the ear, but there was no response. Only the sound of steady, labored breathing.

“Say no if you don’t want this. Before I count to three.”

A question asked knowing full well the other couldn’t answer.

Before he could mentally count to two, D’Élysée moved through the water.

“Unh…”

“It’s all right.”

He laid his sleeping brother in shallow, gentle waters. His desire-filled gaze thoroughly traced the defenseless naked body.

“Brother…”

Haah. Kneeling, D’Élysée masturbated while looking down at Egru. The dangerously potent pheromones settled and dispersed over the lake.

If only his brother wouldn’t wake, then nothing would happen.

Once started, his urgency grew naturally. Although he knew it was wrong, he simply couldn’t stop.

Roughly rubbing his thick shaft with one hand, he grabbed Egru’s chest with the other. His thumb swept across the smooth nipple. After teasing it tantalizingly, he twisted it hard enough to stretch it.

Egru shuddered in response. Fortunately, while his brow twitched slightly, his eyes remained closed.

Reassured, D’Élysée lowered his head. He took a mouthful of the soft breast. It felt as if it would melt instantly in his mouth.

His sea-green eyes clouded with satisfaction. The sensation of rolling the droplet-like nipple in his mouth was incomparably ecstatic.

The hand shaking his fully aroused member gradually accelerated. Overflowing pre-ejaculate splashed onto Egru’s thigh.

Not long ago, he’d been furious seeing Gilbert mount his brother, unable to control his rut. Was this act on his brother, intoxicated by alpha pheromones, truly worse?

D’Élysée removed his lips from the breast he’d been painfully sucking. The once clean white skin had now swollen pink.

“I love you. I really love you.”

Releasing his suppressed emotions, D’Élysée pressed Egru’s cheeks. His teeth parted, revealing the small, neat red tongue and teeth inside his little mouth.

“From the beginning, it was only you for me.”

Unlike his past self who always tried to maintain an exemplary appearance, D’Élysée impatiently thrust his tongue inside. Perhaps due to their size difference, his brother’s mouth was exquisitely tight. As he filled it with his thick tongue, the soft cheeks bulged.

Rubbing their members together, he pressed their lips tightly. He deeply sucked the soft tongue as if devouring candy.

The more sweet saliva he swallowed, the more vigorous his hip movements became. His heavy member crushed the small one pitifully.

Gulp, despite the smaller one’s continued climaxes, the frenzied friction didn’t stop. Seeing his brother reach peak from such minimal stimulation only inflamed him further.

“Haa, haa, brother…!”

D’Élysée buried his nose in Egru’s nape. Gripping the delicate pelvis firmly, he mercilessly thrust his hips. The sound of wet flesh colliding echoed around the lake.

The gentle waves touching his knees shattered like surf under his beast-like movements.

Though in cool water, his spine felt scorching hot. His excitement reached its limit. D’Élysée lifted Egru’s thighs and inserted his cock between them. His smooth, swollen testicles slapped against the soft buttocks.

For a moment, D’Élysée embraced Egru completely. He pulled him deep against his chest, as if they could become one.

“Ungh, brother…”

D’Élysée clenched his teeth hard enough to strain his jaw muscles. At last, scalding hot semen erupted.

Throb, throb. With each upward jerk of his thick member, dizzying pleasure tore through his mind. Reaching climax together, Egru’s toes curled, pushing water away with a splash.

D’Élysée slowly released his grip. His elastic chest rose and fell steeply. The sticky semen that had clung to their pressed abdomens dripped thickly.

Semen trickled down Egru’s groin. The thick white fluid drifted away in the water currents.

“I’m sorry, brother. I didn’t want to do it like this…”

D’Élysée’s organ swelled even more grotesquely than before. As if still far from satisfied, drool continued dripping from his urethral opening.

After exhaling several times, D’Élysée pulled Egru out of the water. He laid him on soft grass and spread his knees wide. He carefully brought his lips to the slightly quivering entrance.

Smooch, smooch…

As if responding to the tantalizing stimulation, the thin waist lifted slightly.

D’Élysée closed his eyes and devotedly kissed the most sensitive part of his brother. Even if he wanted to stop now, he couldn’t.

He rubbed the tightly contracted anus with his fingertip. Just as he was about to pry open the firmly closed hole with his middle and ring fingers…

“!”

A powerful impact struck D’Élysée’s face.