Kneel and Kiss my Boots, Part 3

A hoarse, pleasured cry was torn from the silver-haired man's lips, echoing through the cold, dark basement as the whip hit his back violently and broke the tender skin repeatedly.

Marik observed the damage he had caused with satisfaction. His victim's back was dotted with dozens of deep, bleeding lashes. The blood trickled down onto the stone floor and formed a small puddle. Bending down, the Egyptian licked the sweet, crimson liquid away from the other's skin, delighting in the taste of it.

Pegasus was definitely one of his favourite customers. He was not only an ardent masochist, who enjoyed it greatly when he was hit, humiliated, and tormented, which were Marik's specialities, but he was also very broad-minded when it came to the payment.

"I think, it's enough for today," Marik announced. "I don't want to kill you."

"Ah, don't worry. I won't die so easily," Pegasus panted. "But you're right, it's enough for today."

Nodding, Marik freed Pegasus from the chains, with which he was tied to the wall, and picked up some bandages and a bottle with disinfectant from a nearby table. After he had cleaned and disinfected his customer's wounds thoroughly, he helped him bandaging the cuts and getting dressed.

"Thanks," Pegasus smiled wickedly, handling Marik the payment. "There's nothing better than a good, hard whipping after a stressful working day."

"I'm glad to hear that our services pleased you," Marik replied, escorting him to the door.

After Pegasus was gone, Marik called a young slave with tri-coloured hair to clean the room up, and left the basement.

He didn't have any more customers for today, and neither did his brother. The whole scene with Pegasus had made him quite aroused, and he was hoping to relieve his desire with Malik's help. So he quickly headed to their bedroom, discovering with satisfaction that Malik was already waiting there for him, sprawled out seductively on the bed and completely naked.

"Finally, you are here," Malik greeted his brother. "If you would have taken much longer, I would have been forced to take the matter into my own hands," he smiled, nodding his head towards his obvious arousal.

"Yes, literally," Marik chuckled. He quickly stripped himself of his tight, black leather pants and joined Malik on the bed. "But I'm glad that you waited for me."

"You have no idea how hard bathing Ryou made me… He's such a sweet, innocent thing," Malik whispered, running one hand over Marik's chest. "And, of course, I still have to thank you properly for letting us keep him." He pushed the other Egyptian down to lie on his back and climbed on top of him.

"Then what are you waiting for? Put your sweet mouth to better use than talking," Marik commanded. He grabbed a fistful of Malik's blond hair and pulled him down for a harsh, passionate kiss, forcing his tongue into the smaller one's sweet mouth.

Malik kissed back eagerly, moaning wantonly into the deep kiss. When they separated again, he immediately lowered his head and pressed his lips to Marik's throat, licking the tender skin. He nipped lightly at the pulsing carotid artery, eliciting a low growl from the older Egyptian.

Kissing a wet trail down from Marik's neck to his smooth chest, Malik stopped to lick at his left nipple, occasionally biting down hard on it, then he switched over to his brother's pierced right one. He stroked the tiny nub with his tongue, playing with the small, silver ring, before he took the piece of metal between his teeth to tug roughly at it, making Marik groan in painful pleasure.

Malik continued showering every centimetre of his lover's soft, tanned skin he could reach with kisses and bites, moving further down until he arrived at Marik's erect member. Holding his brother's hips firmly down, Malik kissed the tip of his cock, before he gave it a few teasing licks, circling the tiny slit with his tongue.

Eventually, he opened his mouth to take the hard length in, letting his teeth scrape lightly along the sensitive flesh, before sucking it greedily. While his mouth was busy, Malik used one hand to massage Marik's scrotum, extending one finger to stroke the sensitive perineum.

"Oh God… Malik… You're so good at this," Marik moaned, entwining his fingers in Malik's silky, blond hair, urging him on while he thrust deeper into the hot, talented mouth that enveloped his arousal.

Malik continued with his ministrations for some time, before pulling back after he gave the whole length one last lick, making sure that it was entirely coated in saliva.

"Malik… Why did you stop?" Marik protested as the slick wetness of his brother's mouth left his aching erection.

Smiling lasciviously, Malik crawled up to Marik and kissed him on the lips. "Because, my darling brother, I want to have you inside me when you come." With that, he straddled his lover's hips and took Marik's rather large manhood into his hand, positioning it at his tender entrance. Not bothering with trying to hold the pained moan back that was torn from his lips as the tight ring of muscles was stretched, he swiftly sank down, impaling himself completely on the hard length.

Marik gasped in pleasure, thrusting up into the clutching heat that surrounded him. "How can you still be so damn tight, after all the things we have done together?!"

"Well, maybe that's just because you are so big," Malik panted in reply, forcing his muscles to relax around the large intruder. No matter, how often they had already done this, it always took him a few moments to adjust to Marik's impressive size. Once he was comfortable, Malik slowly began moving himself up and down, gradually increasing the pace. He propped one hand on Marik's chest to keep his balance, and wrapped the other around his stiff member, stroking himself.

Marik took hold of Malik's slender hips and angled his thrusts to hit the smaller one's prostate, grinning smugly as Malik threw his head back and moaned loudly in response, relishing the exquisite mixture of pleasure and pain.

Malik gave a surprised gasp as Marik unexpectedly slid out of him and flipped him over onto his back, changing their positions, before forcefully thrusting back inside.

Capturing the younger boy's lips in a fierce kiss, Marik distracted him while he grabbed Malik's wrists tightly with one hand and pinned them to the mattress above his head. "You are so hot," he whispered lustfully against Malik's lips, before biting down hard on the sensitive flesh, breaking the skin.

"So you are," Malik moaned as the taste of his own blood filled his mouth. He didn't mind Marik's predilection for blood. Actually he was beginning to share his brother's obsession. "Mmmhh… Harder."

Marik gladly fulfilled his brother's wish. He pulled almost completely out, until only the tip of his cock was inside Malik, before he slammed back in roughly, all the time licking and sucking at Malik's bleeding bottom lip.

Whimpering in absolute bliss, Malik twined his legs around Marik's waist, and rubbed his leaking erection against the older Egyptian's stomach. "So close…" he gasped breathlessly. "Please… touch me."

Marik complied to his squirming lover's request by taking Malik's member into his free hand and masturbating him vehemently. He smashed his lips onto Malik's with a bruising force, flicking his thumb over the tip of the straining cock, and sent him over the edge.

Malik cried out in sheer ecstasy as his climax hit him, his seed splashing against his and Marik's chest.

Feeling Malik's muscles tighten around him, Marik orgasmed only a few moments later inside his lover, before he collapsed on top of him.

Malik wrapped his arms around his elder brother, holding him close and nuzzling him affectionately, until they came down from their high.

Then, Marik rolled off of Malik and brought them into a spooning position, wrapping his arms around the younger Egyptian's waist.

Malik sighed contently as he felt Marik kissing his shoulder, gently for once, before both fell asleep in each other's arms exhaustedly.