Đây là mẩu truyện Tobihashi, Madahashi tôi tìm được trêm Pixiv. Vì dùng Google Translate nên tôi cam đoan rằng sẽ có rất nhiều lỗi ngữ pháp. Ai thèm H quá thì cố mà bỏ qua lỗi này đi nha:)

P/s: Tôi dịch sang tiếng anh, tại bản việt nó bủh bủh lmao lắm

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It was time to take a break from my duties in the village and get ready to go home.

Madara Uchiha showed up in my personal office. I thought he was inside the building because he could feel the chakra, but normally he would definitely avoid the route that would lead me to run into him. He never thought he would see his face.

"What do you want?"

Ask briefly. I knew they hated me, and I've never been able to take them seriously until now. I didn't want to provoke him badly.

Madara leaned against the entrance door and opened his mouth without even turning his head, let alone looking at me.

"Leave the village."

"what?"

He ruminates on what Madara told him, but it can only be interpreted as leaving the village and breaking the alliance. But the Uchiha clan side——

"If you have a keen ear, you will know. No one will follow me."

That's right. Madara, the patriarch, was the only one who was strongly opposed to the policy I advocated regarding the management of the village, but the ninjas other than Madara accepted my ideas, and among them, the bravest ones, I even gently soothed Madara, who was clashing with me at the meeting.

"I'm the only one going out."

In the end, instead of breaking the alliance with the entire clan, he left the clan he had led up until now in the village and left alone. I thought that a man with strong homosexuality would say something unexpected. Having said that, I can't let a ninja who is as strong as his older brother roam outside the village as an escape ninja. As I said before this man's eyes, there was no falsehood in my heart when I advised his brother to kill this guy. If the village and its allies suffer some kind of damage by leaving the village unattended without knowing their true intentions...

"... my brother is sad."

Those were the words that came out of my mouth. Only my brother, who calls Madara his best friend, is the only one who can guide Madara in earnest.

"Ha, ha ha..."

Madara laughed.

"You know what my brother is doing to keep me?"

"teeth......?"

I had no idea why he was laughing at me, but there was one thing that I could think of about my brother's behavior regarding the question. Even yesterday and the day before yesterday, every night without getting tired of it, my brother would go to this man's living quarters, and the two of us would talk until dawn about the future of the village as if we were children. Is that it?

I blinked for the first time since Madara showed up at the absurd question. The next time I lifted my eyelids, Madara was already approaching me from the entrance.

Writing eye...

It's already late when I thought. Consciousness is sucked into the swirling pattern of black tomoe in her red eyes that jumps into her field of vision. I guess my body fell down stupidly after being casted by illusions. This was probably the goal from the beginning. I shouldn't have talked so casually, I should have gone home immediately.

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I feel sick. It's pitch black and I can't see anything, but it's a tremendous discomfort, like a spoon stirring around in my head. But in the midst of it, I hear a familiar, gentle voice.

"Madara, Madara."

What I heard was the name of a man I didn't like, but I liked the owner of the call. Even in his lowest mood, he can feel a little calmer. However, it is a call that makes me feel impatient. If I was the one who was called out, I would immediately turn around and ask what happened.

"Madara. I can't do it without you..."

brother...

It hit me and changed my vision. Her eyes are on the floor. My brother was kneeling in front of me, and I grabbed his head with both hands and held him in place. .

What are you doing? If you look closely, the arms you see in this field of view aren't mine.

"Nn... ngu, bu..."

Stop! Stop...! !

No matter how much I thought about it, nothing changed. He wanted to at least look away from her brother's pained face, but even that didn't come true. Before long, the owner of his arms pressed his hips against his brother's face, shaking his lower abdomen, and seemed to be pouring semen directly into his throat. The man did not let go of his brother's head until the intermittent vomiting had completely ceased. Thanks to that, my brother couldn't spit his penis out of his mouth, and was forced to continue drinking what was put out while his throat was purring.

The older brother drank all the man's seeds and was finally released. When he took a deep breath, it seemed that the semen that remained in his mouth was caught in his airway, and he looked down and coughed hard. The man didn't seem to care, and sat down on the futon that was laid out.

"It's boring if it's the same as usual."

arrogant voice, rude speech

"Get on, Hashirama. Don't bore me."

It's the voice of a man I hate.

What are you talking about? I thought it would be fine if I was dismissed by my brother, but contrary to my wishes, my brother lowered his eyes and began to untie the obi obediently. It's a lie, are you still going? please stop......

Judging from the voice, the owner of the vision must be Madara. The older brother, who has his kimono exposed, sits on Madara's waist. My vision was extremely clear, and I could clearly see my brother's crotch, which was supposed to be difficult to see in the dim light.

"Nn... ku, uh..."

My older brother was trying to widen the hole by inserting two fingers into his buttocks. My butt shouldn't get wet, but every time I move my fingers, there's an obscene sound of water, and something like thick, transparent honey is dripping down.

"Hurry up"

Even though it had just started, Madara's genitals were already tense, waiting impatiently for his brother. With a troubled look on his face, the older brother took his towering penis in his hand and lured him into the freshly loosened hot mud between the two hills.

"Hmm... Fu"

While making a soft nyupupu sound, his older brother Kikumon swallows Madara's towering body. After he readjusted his weight several times to fit his full length, he exhaled slowly from his belly.

"Hm..., hm,"

While looking down at me with eyes that were clinging to me, my brother moved his body up and down. It's a gentle tone, thump, thump, but the honey from earlier gets entangled between the folds of my older brother's flesh and Madara's penis, and the dripping, wet sound continues, which is terribly disgusting. The older brother shook his hips with teary eyes, fueling the man's inferiority.

is this really my brother

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, Madara, hey, don't go, don't leave me... ah, ah."

He wiped the tears that were falling down and licked his nose, but he didn't stop shaking his body and appealed. His expression was no longer eloquent, and his older brother was just desperate to persuade him.

With a small click of my tongue, my vision moved greatly. Madara gets up and pulls his brother down on his stomach. I go around behind him and reapply the missing penis.

The older brother was startled and crouched down, preparing for the impact of the press-in. Excitement and excitement ran through my body in a dominant posture that took my brother's back. My brother's shoulders were trembling because he was afraid that he might break into the house.

Madara grabbed his brother's hipbone tightly and thrust it all the way to the base.

"Aaaah..."

His older brother screamed at the blunt anal abuse, but Madara didn't care and raped him roughly. Her hips hit her brother's buttocks several times, making a loud noise. But if you look at it from behind, you'll understand. His older brother's buttocks muscles tightened, and while pressing strongly against Madara's pedicles, his body climaxed many times. Even if he didn't ejaculate, the pleasure rushed up from his waist to his back and shoulders, and each time I let out a sweet cry, my body trembled with a long-lasting climax. My brother was also deeply offended by this act.

"Aaah, ah, ya..., ya, ah, ah, ah... Madara, Madara..."

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I guess it was a technique that could be solved once the purpose was finished. When I woke up, I was in a familiar office, but the light that was shining into the room was lost with the arrival of night, and the surroundings were pitch black. Of course Madara wasn't there, and I was on my butt on the floor by myself, resting my back on her desk legs. After being forced to watch the video, my brain was exhausted and throbbing, and my heart rate increased and I was sweating all over my body. But it's not just the heart that beats hard. The blood rushes to the lower half of the body, and it seems as if the penis is crunching. From the fact that it was unbelievably hot and hard, I realized that I was completely excited. The feeling of disgust makes my throat choke and my breathing becomes rough. I covered my eyes, remembering my older brother's disheveled appearance.

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"Welcome back, Tobirama"

My older brother suddenly shows his face in the hallway. I tried to answer, "I'm home," but my voice didn't come out well. He silently closed the sliding door and headed to the living room where his brother was.

"Isn't it late today? I ate the rice first."

"Oh......"

My older brother read something from my tone of voice and stares at me. Normally I just think I'm insensitive, but there are times when I'm overly sensitive like this.

"... did something happen?"

Without saying anything to my older brother who asked me, I passed by him, went into the living room, unpacked my light equipment, and put my portable ninja tools on the shelf. My brother was watching carefully to see if I said anything, but after a while he let out a sigh and gave up trying to get me to say something. I often don't say what I'm thinking. It's usually because I'm too lazy to explain everything to my slightly dumb brother, but tonight is different. I was grateful for my inertia that I had built up on a daily basis.

"The miso soup is cold, so it's a good idea to warm it up once. It's good to boil it as it is. When you're tired, it's best to eat and go to bed early!"

While saying that, my older brother reached out for the haori that was hanging on the wall. Certainly, it was already time to go out. I guess he was waiting for me to come back.

"Every night, every night, don't get tired of it. Is that also for the sake of the village?"

After a short pause, my older brother turned his back to me and replied, "Yes."

"It's a special thing."

"Coming"

"older brother"

Whether he didn't want to talk about this, or whether he wanted to go to that man as soon as possible, my brother quickly ended the conversation. I stopped him from going out into the corridor with his haori under his arm.

"Hmm?"

"Your belt is bent. I'll fix it."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Thank you."

It's a lie to say it's crooked. While looking at the neatly arranged knot with a disgusting feeling, I untie it once. A set of her obi fell on the tatami, making a dull clang.

"...?, Tobirama...?"

I was suspicious of my older brother's fallen obi, and I took advantage of the momentary gap in worrying about my situation behind me and pulled him down onto the tatami mat. The shock of the two of us collapsing tangled up, causing the table to bounce, and the dishes my brother had prepared for me made a clattering sound.

"Hey, Tobirama!?"

I crawled on my belly and put my hands on the tatami mat, and leaned on my right leg from behind my older brother who was trying to regain his balance. Speed ​​is important for a surprise attack. If I missed it, no, I might get hit hard even if I didn't miss it, but I had to check it out now. With one hand he held his brother's left leg, and with a snap he pulled back the hem of his kimono and thrust his middle finger into the space between the bare hills. It's hot, it's muddy, and it accepts my finger without resistance. As expected, plenty of perfume oil was rubbed in.

"cormorant......!"

"Brother, why do you have to carry perfume on your butt when you talk about the future of the village?"

As I felt my brother's body tightening as if frozen on the spot, I moved my fingers without hesitation and searched around inside without hesitation. There is a sticky sound.

"T-, Tobirama! Stop...! Ugh!"

Find the place where you growl in a high voice and press your fingers intensively. Guri, guru, and kneading motions, my older brother, who was bent over to look at me, curled up and his whole body loosened.

"Ah, ah, Tobirama, stop, ah... ah, why..."

That's enough for me to check. I don't need more. All I have to do now is pull my finger out and tell him to reconsider going.

"Ah, wait... Tobirama..."

I know it in my head, but I can't stop. No matter what I say, my brother might shake off and go to Madara. I want to continue watching my brother being toyed with by one of my fingertips. Pull his middle finger out a little, then push his ring finger back together. The older brother who was strongly massaged for his good points was deeply moved, and without being able to raise his body even while lying on his stomach, he surrendered to the stimulus given to him.

"No, Tobirama, ah, ah, ah...!"

With a particularly high-pitched voice, the older brother threw himself up, making the tatami mats dirty. After the muscles around his waist tighten, he gradually relaxes and spasms repeatedly.

"Ah, Haa, Haa!, Haa..."

The older brother gasped, trying to get past the afterglow of the climax. During that time, the back was endlessly tightened and clung to my fingers, making my throat purr unintentionally. Remove my finger slowly. Even though the folds inside are passionately sticking to the joints of my fingers, they are slowly pulling away. Pulling out his fingertip, Tobirama dripped a dab of his balm and closed the gate again. Blood rushes through his heart, his neck, and his penis, pulsing hot. I get short of breath.

"T-Tobi..."

It was a bewildered voice that seemed to say, "I can't believe it." It would be so. I split my brother's buttocks open with both hands, and placed my hard erect penis against his hidden center. The wet honey pot immediately sticks to the tip.

"Tobirama...!,~~~!!!"

Guburi, the glans was buried inside. The sensation of my brother's insides expanding into my shape distorted my mouth. Hurry up, I want to insert everything quickly.

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It makes a popping sound. His glossy black hair swayed on the tatami mats in sync with the swaying of his body.

"Ah, ah, Tobirama... stop... ah... ah, please, I... have to go..."

I furrowed my eyebrows at the bad word of resignation. I'll push it inside.

"Heh, uh...!"

"I can stop, but..."

When I pulled it out, the semen that was caught in the goose neck and was scraped out overflowed.

"Uh..."

"Are you going to leave with my semen in it?"

My older brother hung his head between his elbows on the tatami mat and fell silent. While my brother cried and ejaculated many times, I also put it in my brother twice, but if I carefully scraped it out, even if it was in the same evening, it would be possible to deceive the traces of sexual intercourse. I stuck my chest to my brother's back and buried my penis again while making a slurping sound. My brother's weak arms were unable to support my weight, and his shoulders naturally touched the tatami mat, and I could see his profile through the gaps in his hair. The sight of his red flushed cheeks and hair clinging to it with tears and sweat aroused my lust even more. Of course I don't want to let go.

"...Brother..."

When I shook my body again while adhering to my hot back, I felt the tip hit me with a thump. It's quite constricted and prevents me from invading any further. At that moment, my older brother became very upset.

"!,!! No, stop... There, no, I don't like it, Tobirama, stop... Ah, stop...!!"

If you ask me in such a sweet voice, it's obvious that I'm weak here. He tries to persuade his honest older brother by blowing his voice into his ear.

"Brother... don't go... don't go..."

My brother doesn't like it and tries hard to push my thighs and stomach with his palm, but he doesn't use any force, it's like he's being stroked. Repeatedly press the glans so that it goes deeper and deeper into my brother's body. It felt like he was opening up more and more.

"Oh, no, Tobirama...!

In this way, I want to buy time until morning by procrastinating like this. I kissed his brother's shoulder as if praying, hugging his back and rocking him.

"Hmm...!!"

As my brother shook his body, the muddy folds of his flesh tightened. It feels good to feel like the whole thickly stretched trunk is being rubbed. Especially tightening was the Kikumon, gate, which the glans passed through earlier. At the deepest part, the meat sticks around the glans, and the feeling of licking it around is irresistible. He desperately endured the feeling of ejaculation that surged all at once. Sweat trickles down my back.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

The inside will eat up many times. It must have been a long climax, but now my brother's semen had almost lost its stickiness, and it was just dripping a clear liquid from the penis. I'll wait a little while for my brother's convulsions to subside in my arms. A sweet cry is pleasant to the ear.

"Hi..., n, agu... ah, no... no..."

When I finally calmed down, I tried to show my resistance with just my mouth, but it didn't do anything to deter me. On the contrary, more and more ferocious feelings rise in my head. He has discovered a secret gate that can make his brother cum with just one thrust. I want to wear it until it breaks. As he thought, he pulled himself off his brother's back and took his wrists.

"Uh..., u..."

With both arms grabbed and his back held out, the elder brother is trembling in anticipation of what will happen next. Excitement only increases in front of such a pitiful and frightened figure, and it seems that there is nothing you can do about it. Is it because he can barely see his brother's face behind his hair? I grabbed my brother's wrist and rocked his hips back and forth. Every time I go in and out of the mud-soaked inner gate while making a gupogupo sound, my brother climaxes, swells inside and tightens my penis. It was a really irresistible body. Madara's memory ended in the middle of the act, but I wonder if my brother had completely forgiven Madara even to the depths of this, and exposed his disordered appearance like this. I wonder if the hole was also clinging to the penis as if it was squeezing and encouraging the vomit. The more I thought about it, the more the depths of my stomach began to boil, and I couldn't help but covet my brother's body.

"Aaaah, no, ah, ah! Also... Uh, stop... ah, stop!

My older brother was crying without looking back. I strongly grasped the wrist as he tried to escape, and the rhythm was quickened according to the feeling of ejaculation that welled up.

"Brother, brother...!!"

"Hey, ah, ah, ah!"

I vomited semen into my older brother who bowed down to an endless climax. He bounces his penis in the tight squeezing folds and pours it down. I pulled both of his arms strongly and pressed them into the back. The older brother made a sound that sounded like a voice from his throat, and then sank into the tatami. When I parted my brother's hair and looked into his face, he was unconscious with his eyes closed. The traces of tears left on his cheeks are painful. Looking at his limp body, I took a deep breath, trying to keep my rough, rapid breathing in check. The older brother who fell into a deep sleep will not wake up for a while.

Suddenly, I remembered the conversation we had that evening, worked out my chakra, and turned my attention to the entire village, but I couldn't feel Madara's chakra anywhere. My skin shivered. For the most part, it was his plot to leave the village while he was hitting me on his brother. I think it was just manipulated, but it's difficult to catch him with that much skill, and he hasn't done anything so far. I wouldn't have done it. Even if it wasn't for that, it was an exceptionally distasteful thing to do, even though I didn't have any quirks to do it. I don't know what they are planning, but I have no choice but to wait and see. I can only pray that I won't hurt the village. And one more thing, it's hard for me to understand, but it was certain that my brother really needed that man's existence.

Will my brother cry when he wakes up? would you blame me That was my only concern.