why does water even need to be thick? verseXkistna

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Morgan retreated into Bern's neck and Bern leaned his head to firmly squeeze his brother against him. It would have been sweet if Bern wasn't the reason Morgan needed the comfort to begin. He smiled to himself and let Morgan find what solace he could against him, if the musk of the middle brother could offer an escape from the relentless teasing Bern was putting Morgan through. It did not exempt Morgan from Bern's pinching of his little dick, and Morgan tried his best with his own hand to have more, from what Bern could tell. But Bern and Jasmine had other things in mind for Morgan.

They continued to turn against the blonde and Morgan floundered with his words. Of course Jasmine was beautiful. Even if someone didn't like her alternative style, she was lovely. And naked, covered in food while something motorized buzzed inside her, well, she was definitely a lure for anyone who would be with women. Morgan was half a brain right now, at most, so they could have fun at that. Jas understood but her amusement was dulled when Bern pushed the second button. She had given him the control, and he was going to use it to amuse himself and them. He had been chipping away at her restraint since they were young. She was his greatest work. It culminated into this, a nude body under well made food.

Morgan was then presented to the suggestions of Jasmine. Bern let them talk, what little they could exchange. Morgan wilted more against him, even if he was burning at the same time. Bern did not remove his hand from his brother's crotch, and his own cock filled up when he saw how affected Jasmine was from the inserted device. He leaned back into Morgan's nuzzling and shook his head. "You heard the lady." he said and thought he could smell Jasmine's arousal, the way it was soaking the table.

He leaned past Morgan, which he only could because he could push him slightly aside. He he did not let go of Morgan's peen through the blue and now darkened fabric. Bern dipped his face onto Jasmine's other tit, and bit into the piece of sushi there while looking up at her, possessive and animalistic. He enveloped the piece and then even more, to get her tit in his mouth when he closed his lips and sucked the piece in, sure to pinch her nipple with his teeth and then with his lips too as he pulled up. He chewed with a groan. Her body really did make the sushi taste better.

Bern then palmed the back of Morgan's head, pushing him forward to bow, fingers grabbing blonde strands to secure him so he couldn't jerk away when Bern lead him to one of the rolls he liked to much. This time Bern made sure Morgan had to eat the one closest to her cunt. The pressure in his ungentle guiding let Morgan know he would not be let up until he indeed ate that piece.

 

[Kistna]

Morgan had found a little comfort against Bern, especially when his brother had returned the affections. Those fleeting moments were what Morgan lived for. Still Bern fought for and won control over his petite member even as he hid against Bern.

No matter how much he pushed at Bern’s hand tried to get his own hand over his very sensitive and rather hard member, he couldn’t get his little Brother to relent. He was still in denial that this had all been planned for him and where the teasing would end. Morgan couldn’t fathom that he had been wanted enough to plan out an encounter like this.

Morgan was still trying to get used to his brother strolling into his bedroom and demanding pleasure. Though, he would likely never admit it out loud how much he had enjoyed changing for Bern and the look that had settled on that dark devilish face. Of course, having that monstrous cock impaling his throat had been equally wonderful. He was still on the fence about the torture in the bathroom shower.

Was this going to be like the shower? Already - or maybe still- that well of need was starting to hurt. Bern’s delicious voice filled his ear and brought him out of his thoughts.

Bern had turned on him when Jasmine spoke. “W-what?” He stuttered. Morgan had heard exactly what both of them said but it took a moment to process it properly. By the time he had figured out Jasmine wanted him to lick the food off her, Bern was leaning forward to suck that time breast of hers. It forced Morgan to shift around on Bern’s lap, sitting straighter instead of side saddle. Though in this new position he was forced not only by Bern’s body but now by his hand.

Jasmine moaned for Bern as his teeth tweaked her pierced nipple and shuddered as his lips tugged that sensitive little nub. Her belly twitched as she tried not to move while she was being teased inside and out.

Morgan braced both hands on the table as Bern pushed him forward toward that taut twitching belly. His wet braid fell onto the table and brushed Jasmine which made goosebumps ripple over her body.

“Bern!” He squeaked! The hand on his cock felt it twitch, then he gasped as he finally noticed the buzzing. “What is that?!” The horror in his voice said he knew exactly what was buzzing around inside her and where it likely was.

Bern was winning the war and Morgan knew he either had to open up or have the delicate snow crab roll smashed up his nose. So, he did what any good brother would do and opened up. His nose was pressed into her warm belly and he was filled with the scent of the delicious rolls but warm vanilla too.

Morgan’s mouth closed around the tiny roll over the leaf covering her shaved pubic area. The pretty blonde barely chewed it and practically choked as he swallowed it mostly whole, but it was because Jasmine let free another loud Lewd moan as he did so. She wanted everyone at the table to know just how much she loved Bern man handling their gorgeous older brother.

“Nope,” Morgan said loudly and tried to push back into Bern away from the table. “Nope nope.”

Jasmine giggled and spread her legs ever so slightly, “yess” she whispered, but her eyes were on Bern.

 

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Bern entertained himself with fighting Morgan for Morgan's little cock. He even chuckled about it, like he might if he was tickling a younger sibling and ignoring it's attempt at grabbing his hands to stop him. Maybe there was a universe where the two males could have been brothers like that, who shared a comfortable friction, that sizzled out because they'd always arrive at some kind of amicability. But instead Morgan didn't know anything, other than the friction that wasn't there where he wanted it. And any amount of resistance wouldn't help him. Not when Bern decided he wanted to play with Morgan's petite extremity.

Bern continued as he wanted. Morgan moved to accommodate when Bern leaned down to have some more of Jasmine's offerings. Bern was ravenous, always, and getting fed while quenching his other appetites made the Couvette beast very happy.

But one of those hungers were for Morgan's suffering, as well as controlling Morgan's pleasure. So Bern sucked his sister's breast and felt her react, and lowered his older brother's head. Morgan fought it, but if he was strong enough for that then he wouldn't know what it felt like to swallow Bern's cum. Bern laughed when Morgan asked about the noise.

Morgan did open his mouth though. Bern always made him. Bern groaned with beastly satisfaction when he could see Morgan swallow the morsel. He looked at Jasmine with a grin. Her noises were good. He pressed Morgan's face harder against her intimate hill. Nope was not an option.

He amped the vibrations up even more inside his sister, flattening Morgan's face against the low of her torso. His other hand on Morgan's peen cupped the weak blonde there and lifted at the same time as Bern stood, himself. This would have Morgan with his feet on the floor and bent over the table, face very close to his sister's cunt. Bern looked back at Jasmine from his elevated position and winked.

"You don't get to say nope, Morgan." he pointed out and pulled Morgan's blue underwear down to his knees. Bern then proceeded to pinch Morgan's penis head again, this time making sure to draw just the tiniest drop of blood. At the same time Bern also bent over the table to lock his lips over Jasmine's. The fingers in Morgan's hair holding him down against her pussy, also held the control now, and the moment Bern's mouth touched Jasmines, he used the belly of his thumb to push the last button.

He fed her his tongue for a minute, rolling Morgan's small dicktip before letting it go, so Bern could finally take his own cock out; the very dark and hulking, rock hard object both his siblings had become obsessed by. When he lifted his face from Jasmine's there were slabs of saliva still binding them. He turned Morgan's head so he'd have to look up beyond Jas's tits and up at his siblings, who would both be looking down. "Isn't this the best family gettogether we've ever had?" he asked and made Morgan put his ear to her while he looked up at them.