Without warning I was dragged forward and my head was shoved down close to the penetration. I struggled for several moments but was unable to push myself away from the slaves. I watched in close painful proximity as the cock drove deeper and deeper into the other body. The scent of sex wafted past my nostrils as they flaired, trying to take a good breath. With a soft moan from above me, the testicles of the penetrating slave met the buttocks of the other slave. Then he pulled out quickly. A few thrusts later and suddenly the hand holding my head was pulled roughly away. I fell back on my rear and then scrambled back even further when I saw Alex crack the guard across his face. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" He yelled.

The insolent man rubbed his jaw as a small trickle of blood ran from his corner of his mouth. Shrugging his shoulders he said, "Thought he might enjoy it more up close and personal."

My brother looked about ready to hit him again. "Get the FUCK out of here! You're only screwing things up!" The guard turned on his heel muttering something. "And don't think Remy's not going to hear about this!" Alex shouted after the departing back. Shaking his head, he walked over to me and crouched down. Wary, I flinched away. But he took me into his arms.

"Sorry, bro. Some of the guards don't particularly like babysitting pleasure slaves." He soothed, hugging me tightly. "I wish I could stop now, but his actions might put your training behind. You're doing okay, though. Just relax and watch." His hand drifted very lightly over my throbbing cock. "Just watch."

The two slaves who'd been interrupted by the incident, quickly recovered and picked up from where they left off. I glared at the exhibition in front of me, anger strenthening my will for the moment. But as the slave penetrating the other reached down and began to stroke his partner's prick with a powerful loving caress, Alex opened the ring around my penis and copied the image in front of us. My eyes went wide and all feelings of anger vanished as I thrust violently against his firm grip, almost throwing my hip out of socket. In three strokes I came, crying out in pleasure that bordered on pain. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest from the fury of my release and I thought I would die from the orgasm. It seemed to go on forever.

But too soon it was over and I was trembling in my brother's arms in the afterglow. His breath rang soothingly against my ear, his words warm and kind. "Shhh...Scott. There...You did good. You've done really well. Shhh..." And on and on he went until I relaxed into him, feeling his own penis twitching hard against my spine.
 

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