Few days have passed and the business situation in tavern haven't really improved. When doors suddenly opened, the inn owner wasn't even happy, he was surprised. Young man with curly hair and clean shaven face has entered the building. He approached the old man, looking around suspiciously.
"Good morning, kind sir", stranger said, very politely yet with firm, demanding stare. "I happen to be looking for my brother. A little bit older than me, with scruffy face. Noah is his name."
The inn keeper made very displeased face.
"Ah, yes. That one," old man frowned. "I've had only nine clients last week, you know. Three of them managed to break some furniture in my tavern, two attempted to steal coins from me, other two got in a fight with one casualty... but I would gladly welcome back all of them, if it meant your damned brother would leave."
"Pardon me, sir... You say my brother is here?" stranger asked, surprised but also excited. "You say he has been causing trouble?"
"If I had any other paying clients, I would call city guards after him! The noises coming from this room at all times of day and night... I've had to send my daughter back to home, so she wouldn't hear that sodomy! Because of that, I've had to clean their stained sheets by myself! And that damn, fucking bed... squeaking entire day and night..." Man was furiously cleaning mugs with some dirty old rag while telling this fascinating story. "My inn became a fucking brothel..."
Even though young man was paying attention, he failed to understand the meaning behind all of this. That's how oblivious he was.
"But what is my brother doing here, exactly?"
"Are you daft, lad? Just go upstairs and see for yourself."
Young man didn't require additional convincing. He got on the second floor and started hearing weird noises coming from the other side of the hall. Worried but also curious, he sneaked to the closed doors and started listening.
"... come on, do it again," said some unknown male voice from within. "Both of them, this time..."
"Why do you keep asking me to do that?" Young man's heartbeat increased with emotions. It was Noah's voice. His brother was alive! "Does it really feel so good?"
Sudden slapping sound silenced Noah.
"Quiet. You're not here to ask questions, get to work."
Even though happy that his brother is safe, young man couldn't stop wondering what the hell was going on behind those doors... He tried to take a peek through a keyhole, but the best angle provided him only with sight of somebody's bare broad back and shoulders. Suddenly, a sound of someone spitting out something massive could be heard.
"I can't keep them in...!" Noah gasped, trying to catch breath. "The hair on your sack is tickling my throat!"
"Oh, then I have an easy solution. Lay on your back."
Bed started squeaking when man changed his position. Peeking through a keyhole, Noah's brother managed to see stranger's bare buttocks now. Only after few seconds, lad figured out that man just sat... on his big brother's face...
Silence was filled with wet sounds of Noah sucking stranger's nuts. Man's quiet moans followed soon after.
"Keep going," thug grunted. "Jerk me off with your hand." Another portion of sloppy sounds replaced their voices. "Slow down... I'm on the edge..." Suddenly, panic gagging could be heard, followed by a slap and loud sound of air being swallowed in panic. "Breathe through your nose, moron!"
"I can't, I have saliva even up there!" Noah whined. "Please, don't force me..."
Man caressed nephilim's cheek lovingly.
"I won't. But you're taking my load on your face, no excuses. And you will also suck my balls later."
It took only half a minute for a man to start moaning in ecstasy. Boy peeking through a keyhole was pressing his cheek to the harsh wooden door, risking hurting his face with splinter. But he had to keep looking.
"I can't open my eye, I have your... sticky fluid on it. Could you please pass me some paper?"
Thug wiped it off with his thumb and forced it between Noah's lips.
"Don't give me that look," man sounded menacing. "You will swallow anything I'll feed you."
Noah lacked the courage to respond and looked away. Thug must've thought it was good enough sign of submission because he moved further on the bed and sat on it with his legs spread and hand going through his dark hair. He basically faced the closed doors now.
Boy peeking through a hole felt all his weak spots grow hot and pulsing. Thug's penis was still standing, it was pretty long, thick and full of veins. Balls were long-hanging, had darker tan than the rest of his skin and they've had lots of hair. "Hairy" in general was a trait shared by most of his body parts, including chest and exposed armpit. All muscles glistening in layer of sweat. It was so difficult to try and look away from this tempting meat between his legs, it seemed so inviting and... demanding.
"I think your nephilim magic has influenced my body in a way," thug complained. "My resistances have gone down, few strokes is enough to make me want to release... but at the same time I can't get rid of erection."
"Perhaps you should stop playing the king for a moment and let me edge you, master." Noah leaned in for a kiss. Thug smiled and wrapped his arm around his nephilim, making sure he won't escape from the kiss too early.
Their cute little moment of affection was interrupted, when sudden knocking could be heard.
"Noah, are you in here?!" Thug and nephilim looked at each other, confused. "Please, let me in! I've been searching for you everywhere!"
"That's Evan!" Noah gasped in surprise. "Another nephilim from my brotherhood," he explained. "But what is he doing here?"
In a second, thug's face has shown greedy, devilish smile. Without a word, he got up and opened the doors, letting boy in. As could be expected from a young nephilim, Evan completely ignored presence of his older brother he was supposedly just searching for desperately and instead he focused fully on Lucas's exposed erection. Thug was still smiling and he certainly didn't seem to mind being admired.
Noah, genuinely worried about his friend, wrapped himself in blanket, stood up and interrupted their line of sight.
"What are you doing here, Evan?! I've told you to stay in the castle!" Noah was more surprised than mad, but his frowning face could be sending different message.
"I couldn't just sit there knowing something could happen to you," boy answered, angrily. "You're like a real brother to me, I have no one else. We've always sticked together. How could you leave me without a word?"
"You know how dangerous it is for a nephilim to travel alone. There was no need to endanger you."
"But that's precisely what you did - you went alone! And then I've had to follow you alone..."
Lucas passed next to Noah and sat on bed, between two arguing boys. His dick - still ready for action - twitched, drawing attention of both nephilims.
"Well, Evan is already here," Lucas said calmly. "Sending him home now, unprotected, would mean doubling the risk he would have to face. On the other hand, escorting him back would mean that the runes you're supposed to refresh will be left unattended for another week or two. Fortunately for us, there is a third way. He can come with us."
Noah frowned again and felt the need to shield Evan with his own body.
"You won't lay a single finger on him," Noah said, attempting to sound threatening.
"Oh, I will lay multiple fingers on him and even more than that," Lucas laughed cockily. "He is an adult after all, no? So all it takes is for him to ask me. Come on, Noah, don't be so possessive... You've been a horny, curious little nephilim virgin yourself few days ago. Remember how good it felt to finally taste man's warmth? How fun it was to feel it stretch your insides?" When saying this, he started slowly jerking his cock. Blushing Evan seemed to already be in some kind of bliss, as he couldn't stop eye contact with Lucas's meat. "I can give that to him, this and more. You also know that I won't abuse his blissful state. And I promise, there will be enough of me for both of you..."
It was almost like his musky, hairy body was spreading some magical pheromones itself, clouding brothers' judgement and sense of responsibility. Nephilim's nature was guiding them toward obedience and even in his nipples, Noah felt that submitting to this sexy, smiling bastard was the right thing to do. He put his hand on Evan's neck, in encouraging gesture and asked him:
"What do you think, Evan? Do you want to do this? I would be a hypocrite to forbid you. Besides, I trust him to not take the vow of obedience."
Evan felt so shy and vulnerable in that moment, that he couldn't even look up. This handsome thug and his brother were watching him. What will they think of him when he expresses interest to do something like this willingly, out of pure lust...?
But that feeling of being considered a slut had it's different side. An exciting one. When he realized that, he looked at Lucas and nodded, enthusiastically.
"I want to see how it feels like," he said. "I could lie to myself, but the truth is, this is what I was born for."
"Alright," his brother responded with smile. "Take off your clothes, then."
"Will it... like... hurt?" Evan asked carefully, while fighting the buttons of his shirt, which turned out to be serious opponents for his excited fingers.
"Not necessarily. It will be intense and you will feel like he's conquering you inch by inch. And this is pretty much what is going to happen. With each thrust you will be surprised that you manage to fit even more of it. There will be a time when you will feel completely impaled and dependant on him, but in reality it will still be only a half way in."
"Stop scaring him," Lucas demanded. The head of his penis was red, hot and sticky from precum. He was really craving for action.
