Chapter 1 - Prologue

Fake Younger Brother

“It was an honor to meet the director of BK Entertainment!”

“No, the honor was mine.”

“Wow, I had no idea you’d be such a tall and handsome guy! Our agency’s kids were going absolutely crazy. Crazy!”

“Haha. Is that so.”

“Mr. Gabriel, reconsider. I’ve booked a really great place for the after-party…”

“Unfortunately, I have another schedule. I’ll be going now.”

I cut off the middle-aged man’s conversation with a perfunctory smile.

Leaving the disappointed man behind, I desperately hastened my steps. A young man who had been waiting right beside me quickly followed.

“It seems they tampered with the drinks. No wonder they only brought a bunch of women.”

“…If I get some sleep, the drug effects should wear off.”

“I’ll take you to a hotel nearby. Do you need support?”

“Thank you.”

My vision was spinning and cold sweat was pouring down. A stiff and strange sensation even began coursing up my spine.

I didn’t refuse the secretary’s support, thinking I might fall.

As we hurried toward the underground parking lot, the secretary suddenly stopped walking.

“Mr. Jayden?”

I called the secretary’s name, but it wasn’t his voice that came back.

“…Brother.”

A low, deep voice.

“Disgusting.”

A silhouette revealed itself from the dark shadows of the parking lot.

“Whose scent did you get covered in this time.”

“Samuel… Bailey?”

“You keep making it impossible to feel at ease.”

He naturally approached, gently pushed the secretary aside, and supported me.

Since his height was a span taller than mine, which easily exceeded 180cm, my shoulder naturally rose upward.

“You can leave for the day.”

At those words, the secretary flinched and trembled before holding out the car keys to the young man.

The young man took the car keys as if accustomed to it, lightly lifted me into the passenger seat of the black sedan, and naturally started the engine.

As the mid-sized car smoothly exited the building, a suffocating scent soon filled the interior of the vehicle.

“You, the smell…”

“The aroma you like, brother. I just sprayed it.”

A sharp, heavy scent that pressed against my entire body and turned my head to mush.

This isn’t aroma.

It’s dominant alpha pheromones.

“You’re going to a hotel, right? I’ll go with you.”

“Uh, yeah…”

“You must be tired from meetings all day. I’ll give you a massage when we get there.”

Hands stroking from my cheek to my chest, from my chest down below my legs.

This isn’t a massage.

It’s a caress.

“You don’t need to go this far…”

“I’m your younger brother, aren’t I.”

Covering me with pheromones.

Caressing me…

This is absolutely not something a younger brother should do.

“Only on paper, though.”

I can see Samuel Bailey’s face grinning.

That smile is so terribly beautiful it makes me even more frustrated.

“Not today… don’t…”

At the words I barely managed to spit out,

Samuel Bailey nodded and smiled gently.

“No.”

* * *

“You’re being especially whiny today.”

From bottom to top,

I can’t come to my senses from the sensation surging upward intensely.

“Did you get drunk on pheromones?”

“Ugh, hnngh…!”

“Not even mine, but someone else’s pheromones?”

Something thin and long roughly stirred inside.

As if a child was playing around, the finger that had been irregularly jabbing the inside spread wide left and right like tongs.

I hated hearing the squelching sound through the spread opening.

“You can’t do that, brother.”

“Ah—!”

At that moment, my vision went white.

As the finger thrust deep inside, white semen spurted up to my chest and under my chin.

“You come every time I thrust. Isn’t it hard?”

What had been scratching the inside at high speed slipped out.

…Just when I was about to breathe a sigh of relief thinking it had finally stopped.

“…!”

Something much thicker was shoved straight in.

Without warning, Samuel Bailey, who had thrust in the weapon, easily lifted my body and mechanically moved his hips.

“Just bear with it a little. I’ll fill you up with mine soon.”

“Ah, ah! Ahk, uk! Kuk…”

“Shh, don’t bite your lip. You’ll get hurt.”

My mind became hazy. The speed was too fast from the start.

Every time the inside was crushed with force, pheromones rushed in like waves. They violently invaded not only through my skin, nasal passages, and throat, but also through the gap where the cock had penetrated.

The sensation of pheromones kneading even my brain gave me indescribable chills.

Being beaten with fists would have been far more bearable.

“This, this is strange. This kind of, hngh, this kind of thing…!”

“What’s strange?”

“I, I… with my younger brother… with you… this, thing! Ahhuk!”

Each time he stimulated that place where I couldn’t tell if it tickled or ached, my reason gradually became hazily diluted.

Panting breaths and moans I couldn’t believe were mine flowed out of my mouth on their own.

“It’s not strange at all. It’s just a rehabilitation exercise.”

In contrast, Samuel Bailey continued speaking calmly without even disturbing his breath.

“Think of it as a treatment process to alleviate your abnormal constitution, brother.”

“Huh, hauk, uht!”

“You need this, brother. So.”

He left feather-light kisses on my cheeks smeared with tears and bodily fluids.

“It’s not strange at all.”

…Sweet voice and kind comfort.

How many times have I fallen for that now.

“Now, here. I’ll press a bit harder.”

“Ah, ahh!”

“I know it’s a sensitive spot. I’m sorry. But it’s necessary.”

And so, once again.

Led by my younger brother,

I’ll fall into the deep, dark, damp, and humid swamp.

“You came a lot. Good job.”

“Ah, no more… I can’t…”

“It’s still not enough.”

Even though I know, I absolutely can’t stop it.

“You need to learn to endure like an adult.”

How can a mere human stop the rushing tsunami.

“Brother.”

Again, pheromones were poured abundantly into the deepest place.

Through my blurring vision, I saw a face smiling prettily.

‘Damn pheromones…’

Right before losing consciousness,

I shed tears inwardly

And shouted toward the world today as well.

‘Damn omegaverse world—!’