Sacrifice.

Clicking his tongue loudly, he hurriedly began to dress himself. "I'll do what I can to deal with Father, but that means that you can't dawdle for too long, little brother." Moving over, he leaned down and I heard a faint but quick kiss. "Sorry to disappoint, but there's always next time, pet." Their fingertips touched for one more lingering moment, before he began moving away at speed down river, towards his father. And my hiding spot.

I ducked down and heard him call back to his father as he passed. However, I did not follow behind him. Instead, I found myself creeping forwards through the brush, moving around and even closer to his brother and his lover, situating myself so that I could see and hear them clearly.

The remaining Freman brother had a look of concern on his face, that is when it wasn't looking over his shoulder. But then, the young woman took his head into her hands and made him look at her. "Don't think about that right now," she said, pulling his hips in closer to hers by closing her legs, "let's not let this opportunity he's giving you go to waste, eh?" One hand vanished between her legs and I could see him swallow. "Just move forwards, and then you'll be a man."

With one more look over his shoulder, he turned back to her, and swallowed once again. Nodding, he licked at and bit his lip, before taking in a breath, and slowly pushed forwards. His eyes were closed, and his mouth was hanging wide, while her head rolled backwards and her toes splayed out. Once he had reached his depth, the brother let out a low groan."Oh... God..."

Rolling her head back to him, she smiled warmly. "Congratulations. You're a man now. Is it as good as you thought it would be?"

"It's so... hot... and tight...and wet..." he gasped, shivering all over his body. "You feel so good..."

She chuckled sweetly. "Why don't you try moving? It'll feel even better."

His eyes snapped open, and he looked at her bewildered. She merely nodded. Licking his lips, he adjusted his grip, pulled back, and thrusted once more. She made a sweet moan and her breasts bounced in front of him. He gazed at her, completely mesmerized at what that small motion had caused, and did it again.

And again.

And again.

Quickly, his movements found their rhythm as his confidence grew. "Oh God, this is amazing!" he grunted, "how about you? Am I making you feel good too?"

"Oh yes... oh yes..." she moaned, chewing on her finger, while holding one breast firmly, "you feel so good inside me. You feel so good inside me..."

"Yeah, yeah? What about him? Do I make you feel better than he does?"