love brother

I did not expect such a thing to happen.I have known for a long time that Casta has a successor with a bad reputation, and even this is one of the reasons why I chose to ally with them in the first place.Old Casta's days are numbered and he can't afford excess ambition. Little Casta's waste is nothing to fear. This prosperous family is an old leopard on the way to decline, without sharp claws and fangs. Can only wait to die.

Now New York is basically divided up by five larger mafia families, Lombardi, Casta, Valedin, and two local mafia families.It is impossible for those two local families to join others, especially outsiders like me.And Valedin is from Sicily, young and full of ambition. To me, forming an alliance with him is equivalent to seeking skin from a tiger, so after thinking twice, I still agree to form an alliance with Casta.

But no one told me that Master Casta is not only a bad judge but also an idiot!

"You drugged me?"

I can't believe it.The Lombardi family and the Casta family have reached a mutually beneficial alliance. We are allies, not subordinates. Master Casta dares to attack me. Isn't he afraid that I will cancel the alliance tomorrow and make friends with the Valedin family? !Or did he never think about the consequences?

"I hope you won't be angry." Two suspicious blushes appeared on his handsome face, which was concealed by obscenity, "I like you very much, Mr. Lombardi. Your figure, those muscles, and your Face, I'm all for it. We're going to have a lot of fun tonight, we can have a big party, I have a lot of friends who would love to be fucked by a man like you!"

What's wrong with this man?

"I came here at the invitation of your father, but if this is just your prank, I'm afraid I don't have time to continue playing with you..."

Enduring the burning sensation in my body, I wanted to push him out of the bathroom, but he blocked the door.

"You can be happy with a man, you'll know if you try it." He smiled obsequiously at me after he finished speaking.

Of course I know, I've tried it a long time ago, so why the hell should I try it with you!

I am very uncomfortable now, my eyes start to spin, my thinking gradually loses track of the rhythm, and I clenched my hands. Fortunately, my hands still have strength.

"Get out of the way, or I'll beat you up."

Master Casta obviously hasn't figured out the seriousness of the matter, and is still optimistic and naive.

"You won't, you are our ally, you don't want things to get into a stalemate..." Before he could finish his sentence, he was punched on the ground by my sudden punch, his nose bleeding profusely.

I shook my hand, this punch used all my strength, but probably because of the effect of the medicine, it only reached [-]% of my usual effect.

"I said I would beat you up." I kicked him away in disgust, opened the door to go out, and inadvertently looked at myself reflected in the glasses as I walked away—those bloodshot eyes were like an enraged beast .

I clutched my forehead and staggered while walking while leaning on the wall.De Cario is waiting outside the door, I just need to go out and find him, and I will be safe for the time being.

As for why it is "temporary"?

I feel like I'm going to burn because I have absolutely no idea what that idiot ate me!

Casta invited me here in the name of his father—a high-end private club. I was surprised when I heard the address, because this private club sells sex business as a selling point, and old Casta was young After the necessity of going in and out of here, and I, everyone knows that I never play with women or keep mistresses.Some people even passed me on because of this.

When I walked out of the gate of the clubhouse and was bathed in the sun, I immediately felt the joy of surviving a catastrophe.

De Cario leaned against the car and smoked while chatting with a few of his subordinates. When they saw me, they all turned pale in shock and hurried over to help me.

"Yuni, what's wrong with you? Are Casta and the others plotting against you?!" De Cario looked at me from top to bottom, and he was relieved to find that I was not injured, but he was still very worried.

I put my arms around his shoulders and whispered in his ear: "Take a few people to the bathroom on the east side of the second floor. The young master of the Casta family is inside. Take him back to me, and I will kill him."

De Cario looked up in surprise, and it only took a few seconds to digest the news I brought him, and then quickly helped me into the car and led the people away.

After about 5 minutes, they returned the same way, and one of them was carrying Master Casta who "looked like he was too drunk to walk" on his back.

De Cario jumped into my car, and the moment the door closed, he patted the guy driving in the front seat: "Hurry up and go back." The car started off in no time.

I must not look good at this time, I feel that I am sweating non-stop, and even the roots of my hair are steaming hot.

De Cario moved closer to me and asked anxiously, "What did he feed you?"

I opened my eyes and looked at De Cario, only to see a vague shadow: "A cigar, maybe a drug or a hallucinogen." By the time I realized something was wrong, I went to the bathroom to wash my face before it was too late.

"Damn!"

I don't talk anymore, I'm going to focus on those heat waves and the increasingly hard and stretchy parts of my lower body.

Yes, I got an erection that was painfully hard, and it was hot even there, like being on fire.

I closed my eyes tightly, and controlled myself not to masturbate in front of De Cario and his subordinates, at least, at least until I got home, in a place where no one was around.

Sweat rolled down my forehead to my eyelids, and then all the way down my jaw and Adam's apple.I have become extremely sensitive, and even those slightly itchy touches can make me tremble with discomfort.

"Brother, you look bad, you're going to be dehydrated." De Cario saw something wrong with me, and I struggled to speak, uttering a word: "... aphrodisiac."

I have to say that De Cario is very smart, but he understood everything in a flash. He fell silent, and after a while, he suddenly kicked down the front seat and said angrily: "Damn Casta family! , He didn’t take us seriously at all! If he treats you like this, he is an enemy of the entire Lombardi family, and we will not let them go!”

I couldn't agree more.

I don't know how long it took, but the car finally stopped, and I almost wept with joy!

De Cario half-dragged me out of the car, and the moment the slightly cold air touched my skin, I wished I could take off my clothes and run naked in the open space.

"Where's Kemercia?" I heard De Cario ask.

Then came the panicked voice of the butler: "I'm reading in the study... Oh my god, what's wrong, sir?!"

"Don't let anyone near the study, Yoni is fine, he just... ate the wrong food."

De Cario led me to the study quickly, he probably thought that Ryan could help me.But in fact, I think I just need to soak in cold water and shoot a few pistols. There is no need to bother Ryan, and I don't want him to know that I was drugged. He will definitely laugh at my stupidity.

"Here we are, do you know how to open the door? I'm leaving first, you...forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow, I wish you good luck brother." After speaking, De Cario quickly fled.

Did he think we were going to fight in front of him?

I pressed my forehead against the door to cool off my exploding head, and knocked feebly on the door: "Lian, are you there?"

I heard footsteps, and after a while, the door opened.I fell in almost without resistance, into a familiar, reliable embrace.

"...Thank God you're here." I sighed heartily.

Ryan turned my face to him. "You're hot," he said, "and you're sweating a lot."

"Fuck me, I think I'm going to suffocate." I don't know where the strength came from, and started to tear our clothes.I kissed Ryan and rubbed my pussy on him like a puppy.

I stripped myself naked in a very short time, and my lower body was raised high, showing a ferocious purple-red color, and it looked like it was about to explode.

I eagerly grabbed Ryan's hand and jerked me off, but before I could let out a moan of pleasure, he pushed me down on the wide oak desk and held me by the shoulders to keep me from getting up.

He looked down at me: "Don't move around, I won't touch you unless I make it clear."

I tried to earn a living: "Brother!"

"What's going on." He said with a cold face.

I had no choice but to tell the truth: "Casta, the little one... wants me to fuck him." It's not just him, he wants me to fuck his friends and have a gangbang party, but I think it is enough to talk about this, and it is not good for me to talk too much.

"Want you...to fuck him?" Ryan's tone changed subtly, and I felt dangerous.

I shrunk my shoulders and tried to look innocent and pitiful: "It didn't work...I felt wrong and ran away...save my brother...help me ejaculate...ah, I can't take it anymore."

Ryan may also feel that it is a little inappropriate to ask now: "I will ask you in detail later." After finishing speaking, he finally put his hand on my lower body.

But no matter how much he teased me, the skin on my penis was almost worn out. It was obviously pleasant and comfortable, but I just couldn't reach an orgasm.

I thought of a terrible possibility, that the trash of the Casta family might have given me some kind of persistent erection drug in order to make me last longer, which means that I can't easily orgasm and ejaculate.

I'm going to kill that bastard!

"Ah... I can't ejaculate..." I felt like I was going crazy, driven crazy by my unfettered desire.

Ryan stopped what he was doing, and seemed a little surprised. He looked at my lower body for a while, and patted my waist.

"Turn around."

I obediently turned over and lay face down on the table, with my feet on the ground and my penis sandwiched between my body and the edge of the table.

"elder brother?"

I looked behind me and saw Ryan was about to insert his big dick into me.But it's not lubricated and expanded, isn't it? !I was so startled that I subconsciously crawled forward, but unfortunately, Ryan discovered his intentions. He glared at me, spread my legs further apart in dissatisfaction, and then invaded me from behind in one fell swoop.

"Ah!"

I raised my head, scratched the table with my fingers, and let out a cry of pain.

"I hate things that move me." Ryan lowered his body and whispered in my ear, "You can only get erections and orgasms because of me, understand?"

I breathed smoothly, allowing myself to adapt to the giant in my body as soon as possible: "Yes...I understand."

"Good boy." Ryan bit my earlobe, and began to thrust slowly and forcefully.

There were bursts of blurring in front of my eyes, not only because of pain, but also pleasure.

"what……"

Ryan's movements were so fierce and aggressive that I was shaking until my knees were shaking. Several times I felt like I was on the verge of orgasm, but I just couldn't ejaculate and experience a real orgasm.

Ryan clasped my waist and hit me hard as if he was tireless. At the beginning, I could groan a few times, either comfortably or begging for mercy, but at the end I was basically pushed so hard that I could only arch my body. Stretched into an arc, it kept swinging with the impact behind it.

"It's so hot inside you, I don't want to come out..." Ryan leaned down close to me, biting the back of my neck with his teeth.

It's like a wild beast biting the back of the female's neck to prevent them from moving. I made a weak "whooping" sound, and when the buttocks collided, I shrank my hole and shivered.

Although I still couldn't ejaculate, the orgasm felt closer and I thought I might be able to achieve release through the back.

"Brother...no matter how fast...I think...ah...it's almost here..."

Ryan knew exactly where my sensitive spot was, and he aimed at it quickly and accurately for a thrust. The pleasure was so intense that I was breathless.

The thighs twitched and convulsed, the acupuncture points contracted regularly, the aftermath of happiness impacted every corner of the body, and even the toes curled up to welcome this supremely wonderful moment.

The feeling of being infinitely close to orgasm lasted for more than ten seconds. I stared blankly at a certain wood grain on the tabletop mountain for a moment, and suddenly said to Ryan in a hoarse voice: "I just...seemed to have an orgasm...but... "I could feel that my penis was still sticking up tenaciously, there was no sign of softening, and there was no ejaculation, only some transparent liquid flowed out.

"Then keep going...it can't be hard forever." Ryan stopped temporarily because of the intense contraction I just had. I am grateful to him. I think I can't ejaculate, but if he just continued to fuck, I might be incontinent.

I'm kind of terrified that I'm not going to stop lifting and just have to orgasm through the back?

I told Ryan about my worries, but instead of comforting me, he pushed me hard with bad intentions.

"I think it's kind of funny... You just clamped it tighter than usual, and it almost made me cum."

He made me look like a slut!The temperature that seemed to burn my body dry from the moment I retreated all of a sudden flooded my face.

I moved dissatisfied: "Brother..."

He supported my waist to make me straighten up, and then asked me to put one leg on the table. This position made it easier for him to enter a deeper place.

Leaning against him, I was heaved by his powerful movements, like I was sneaking through the waves.

We did it countless times in the study that day, until the last time, I finally screamed and ejaculated in streams of semen, and the endless intercourse was brought to an end.

The next day my knees were shaking when I was walking, and the back area was even more red and swollen, and I felt a tingling sensation when I sat down.

I met with key members of my family to let them know of my decision.

"Break with the Casta family?" Ronald frowned, "What's the reason?"

I looked at De Cario, who threw a flat, palm-sized black box to the center of the long table: "Here's your reason. He was the one who declared war on us first."

Ronald reached out to take the box suspiciously, and his face changed suddenly after opening it.

"You are really a group of savages." He threw the box back on the table in disgust, then took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his fingers repeatedly, "Then what's next? How can we fight against Casta? Let others take advantage of it, I don't want that."

I nodded: "I don't want to either, so I plan to seek new allies with my sincerity."

The negotiating table fell silent.

"Who?" Albert asked nervously.

I looked around the crowd, and said the name clearly and firmly: "David Valedin."

At this moment, the door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside, making a heavy sound.Everyone looked back together, and then understood that Ryan walked in from the door expressionlessly.

He greeted everyone one by one, and finally looked at me: "Sorry, I'm late."

I smiled all over my face: "It's never too late for you to come." As I said that, I dragged out the chair beside me courteously for him to sit on.

Everyone is used to my unprincipled behavior in front of Ryan, so they are not surprised.

When Ryan was seated, Ronald pointed to a certain position on his shoulder: "Is there blood on your shoulder?"

I also followed his fingers and noticed that there was really a little bright red on Lane's shoulders, which was very visible because he was wearing a light-colored top.

"I think so." Ryan glanced sideways at the splattered blood, without any intention of hiding it, "I went to visit Mr. Casta in the dungeon, it should be left by him."

There was an eerie silence on the conference table again.

De Cario was a little uneasy: "Uh... he's not dead, is he?"

"No," Lane said. "Not when I left."

Afterwards, I sent someone to the dungeon to look at the dying Master Casta, and found that he was no different from a dead man except that he breathed more than a dead man.Only then did I really understand that Ryan really hated other people touching his things, and I, who was happy and sweet about it, was also a hopeless guy from a certain point of view.

A few days later, I had no trouble meeting David Valedin.

"What gift did you bring me?" The man with wheat-colored skin and short hair like a hedgehog looked at me with interest.

I took the box out of my pocket and opened it in his direction.

He straightened his back unconsciously, his eyes widened excitedly: "This is... the ring of the Casta family, is it the finger of that trash?"

In the black box in my hand lay a blood-stained finger, and at the root of the finger was a golden ancient ring with emblems, which was the symbol of the identity of the heir of the Casta family.

I smiled and asked, "Are you satisfied with my present? Mr. Valedin."

Afterwards, the Casta family, which was rotten from the roots, was quickly disintegrated by us, and the four mafia families ate up its business like hungry wolves.

For many years I maintained my alliance with Varedin against the two American factions.The situation is under my control, and the two-two divisions did not cause chaos in the world, but reached a new balance.

I have ushered in the best era for me.