I held on for dear life as the pleasures washed through me, driving me to insensate bliss.And then Thrak rose.He was atop me. His weight comforting. I...pressed my face into his chest. He was so tall, so big. His cock pressed at my pussy. The hard, bone piercing rubbed at my folds as he shifted, searching for my entrance.And then he found it.He was in me.Filling me.“Thrak!”My pussy clenched on his thick cock. My toes curled. I locked my thighs around his waist as my pussy writhed. Pleasure. By the time evening arrived, I had caught up on all of my subjects and stopped by Shawn’s to see my brother and discuss what had happened. I loved my little b*o and hoped that his open mind would accept what had occurred. I wasn’t going to tell him about my secret, but I hoped that all would go well. Shawn told me that he hadn’t come back that evening and I sat around and smoked a joint with Shawn. The buzz made me feel good and he slid over to start teasing me. I didn’t really want to make out. " " ... and Zane..." "We are not sons." "We are other." "We want to be like them, Boss." "How become we the sons?"It took me a second to link all the sentences together. Then I got it. The idiots must call themselves my 'sons' - as twisted as that idea is. "Ok. Listen, the only difference between you and them is the sex." Ja." "Yes."I waited but they didn't go on. "I fuck them. I'm not fucking you two." Yes." "Ja."One of us was missing something and I wasn't sure if it was them or me. "So you. The last time I saw him was a couple years ago, he moved away from us to study and got a job soon after.I must have been 11 when he left, he was 17, we were never really that close but something is making me really excited for this visit, my 18th birthday was just a month ago so he is 24 years old now, I wonder if he has a girlfriend.Some time passes and we finally make it to his house.My parents dropped me of outside his house and I'm trying to hustle all of my bags to the door when I heard a.