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Okies, we are back with more Lozoo, and more Kadaj taunting! Because we know you love it. XD

Thank you to these beautiful ladies for their comments and encouragement:

Shiva Rajah – Yes, I love BMIK’s nasty Yazoo too! He’s hawt. *purrs and rubs on his leg*

Natzilla – Haha, Yaz’s phone obsession! But it makes for a good way to spice up the sex, don’t you think? XD Will Kadaj find them? I think so...eventually. Will he be mad? Or aroused? I can’t say yet... ;)

Philomina – I’m so happy you got to see the movie and how gorgeous all the boys are. And because you like Loz the most, I love you even more now! ^^

Psycho Steph – Yeah, Loz and Yazoo are bitches all right! XDD Kadaj had it coming though...And the torture will most definitely continue! Don’t worry about Loz, he’s still enjoying himself!

Soyna - I think once Kadaj realises what his brothers are doing without him, he might very well get jealous indeed! Either that or he’ll be angry. Maybe both!

IA1979 – Yeah, the phone call was a great idea! You can thank BMIK for coming up with that one. ^^ Oh you bet Kadaj will be hearing all kinds of hot noises. How will he react to them? Keep reading and find out!

Bela – Oh no, we’re nowhere near the end yet! We still have to torment Kadaj some more! Haha, I’d love to send Daj over to Cloud for some big brother lovin’ but unfortunately, Cloud isn’t in this fic. But Kadaj still has two other big brothers who are having so much fun without him... ;)

Thanks guys and enjoy this latest update!


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In the last chapter: “Yazoo?” Kadaj asked warily and carefully. “What the hell are you guys doing?”

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Part 15. Taunt.

“Now he wants to know what we´re doing...“ Yazoo needlessly informed his Loz, fluttering his lashes and parting his lips in a silent gasp as he was entered so expertly again. He knew that Loz had heard what Kadaj had been hissing, but he enjoyed mocking the baby by taking his sweet time to answer, to let him know that he wasn´t first priority now and that his threats fell on deaf ears.

Pushing back on Loz´ strong, but gentle fingers inside him, slowly starting to ride them, Yazoo leaned his forehead against Loz´, drowning in his achingly green, passionate eyes. Then his gaze slowly dropped down into his brother´s lap, where his fingers were curled tightly around the large, swollen organ. Unconsciously licking his lips, Yazoo pulled at it, squeezed it, adding pressure and feeling it pulse hotly in his palm, so slick, so hard, so lively!

“We are busy,” Yazoo finally droned into the speaker, almost seeing the irritated scowl that was clouding Kadaj´s handsome features.

“And what could possibly be more important than our search for mother?!” the youngest surely shot back through gritted teeth, still feeling slightly put off by the strange noises coming through his cell.

Tilting his head, silver brow lifted, Yazoo let his hip rotate once again, feeling Loz´ add a third finger and easily taking him in with slightly trembling breath, at the same time letting his brother´s cock glide through his fist again.

“That’s for us to know and for you to find out.../baby/ brother.”

Yazoo’s deliberately ambiguous and taunting answer had to frustrate quick-tempered Kadaj to an immense degree and Loz could picture him on the other end of the line, seething and silently counting to ten, nostrils flared and fuming smoke starting to curl from his ears. It was an amusing picture. Loz grinned, meeting Yazoo’s mischievous emerald eyes and nudging their noses together in affection. Now he understood why his long-haired sibling took enjoyment in making teasing comments and getting emotional reactions out of people. It was fun, especially since Loz wasn’t the one being mocked, for once. Now that he wasn’t the target of bullying and Yazoo was letting him join in the game, Loz decided that pissing Kadaj off was something he rather wanted to do, whilst still playing with Yazoo. He might not be as quick-witted as other people, but he could multi-task quite well; fingering his pretty brother, enjoying Yazoo’s jacking fist and keeping an ear out for Kadaj’s replies all at the same time.

When he’d calmed himself enough to speak, Kadaj growled dangerously into the phone, “Yazoo, if you don’t tell me where you are right now I am going to flay you alive. Slowly and painfully. I swear to the Gods...”

“Yeah? How’re you gonna do that from there?” Loz interjected cheekily. “Using your special magical mind-powers?”

The seething silence descended again, except this time Loz could actually hear Kadaj breathing into the mouthpiece, furiously and rapidly, trying to control his all-encompassing rage. Flashing another unrepentant grin, Loz withdrew his fingers from behind Yazoo and shifted his middle sibling up, back into his lap, Yazoo reluctantly letting go of Loz’s handsomely erect prick, his slender thighs either side of Loz’s much bigger and more muscled ones. Yazoo’s pumping hand had left Loz’s solid sex-organ coated in a film of slippery fluid and when Loz pressed the bulbous tip of it against his brother’s tight little opening, it popped straight in, welcoming him with ease. Giving those firm butt-cheeks an approving squeeze, Loz thought to himself that Yazoo must have the sweetest ass in the world. Grasping Yazoo’s sharply-defined hips in both hands, Loz pushed him down while simultaneously pushing his own hips up, his thick cock easily gliding all the way back into that scalding inner snugness, the two of them groaning in unison at the feel of being wholly connected and joined in intimate reunion once again.

Hearing their mingled groans, Kadaj’s voice uncertainly snapped, “What the fuck are you guys up to? Are you at a slut-house? Do NOT tell me you abandoned me to go to a damn brothel.”

Not answering that, Loz just bit at Yazoo’s pale exposed neck, getting a soft hiss out his beautiful brother. Using his enhanced strength, Loz lifted Yazoo’s entire body-weight up and then let the slimmer male slide back down his wide, meaty cock; Yazoo’s greedy, stretched asshole accepting every glistening inch of it, the complete engulfment causing the older man to rumble out another deep, low moan, not even caring this time that Kadaj would hear it.

“Guys? Loz?” Kadaj piped up from the phone Yazoo was still holding, their younger brother suddenly sounding much less angry and a lot more hesitant and perplexed by the confusing situation he was unable to see.

“What’s going on? Are you with a whore? Are you with some bitch?”

“Yep,” Loz replied, smirking deviously. “Her name is Yazoo...”

“That´s not funny,“ Kadaj tightly snapped, almost hoping now that they were simply mocking him, because everything else would have been... unthinkable.

“I … disagree. This is...fun... indeed,“ Yazoo managed, as he was being lifted and dropped onto Loz´s pleasurable, hard organ. His head had lolled back a bit, because Yazoo was so lost in the rapture his older brother was inflicting on him, the fire that spread from that small little bud deep inside him that was ruthlessly penetrated by Loz´s enormous dick. Yazoo´s eyes had slid half shut, but he was still looking at Loz, the phone dangling between his fingers.

Another stab to his prostate sent Yazoo arching and moaning, clinging harder to Loz´ strong neck.

On the other end of the line, Kadaj decided to change tactics.

“Look,” he said, voice sweet and heavy with fake sympathy now. “I know this isn´t easy for all of us. Finding Mother has become a ...trial... and I do understand that you two need a break from time to time. You could have just asked me, you know. Anyways, why don´t you tell me where you are and I come to join the...fun and after we´re done and relaxed we continue our search?”

The pauses he had made during his speech were so tiny, that he was sure they hadn´t heard them. Well, whatever. He just needed to find them, and then Mother help them because he would wipe the bloody floor with their skinny asses!

“Yeah, nice try, Kadaj,” Loz grunted, distracted by the stunning vision of Yazoo in sexual rapture - his mouth open in a low pleasured moan, writhing his slender sweat-slick body in Loz’s lap, long tangled hair falling back to tickle Loz’s knees as the slimmer male allowed himself to be deeply and powerfully fucked by his bigger, older brother.

“We’re still not telling you where we are. Besides, we don’t want you to join us,” Loz added rudely. “We don’t like you. You’re mean.”

A cold wave of fury rushing through him, Kadaj almost smashed the phone against his own forehead in enraged exasperation at Loz’s childish reasoning but he somehow managed to refrain from doing that, taking a deep, quiet, calming breath and giving one final attempt at being nice and talking sweetly to his two disobedient and very stupid (and soon to be dead) siblings.

“Is that true, Loz?” The younger remnant put on a sad, disappointed tone, trying to make it sound hurt and wounded to Loz’s dumb ears. “Yazoo? You hate me? Your own loving brother, who’s done so much for you both?”

Yazoo gave a low, breathless chuckle at Kadaj´s childish attempt to get them talking and Loz in approval, because he liked this treatment very much. "Ah yesss, that´s it," he moaned into Loz´ ear, his fingers weaving into the mess of short, silver hair, taking a moment to mockingly capture his older brother´s lower lip between his teeth. Letting himself fall back down onto Loz´s succulent, pounding shaft, Yazoo´s lashes fluttered, before he went back on the phone.

On the other end, Kadaj was quite perplexed, but he had figured out already that probably, Yazoo´s encouraging, lusty words hadn´t been meant for him.

"Our own loving brother, who has done so much for us..." Yazoo drawled, caustically, arching his back into another one of Loz´ achingly slow, powerful thrusts. "Who treats us like his lackeys, if he bothers to notice us at all." Yazoo had tilted his head, his warm gaze on Loz´ handsome face and his poison dripping mouth onto the phone. His voice was a sweet singsong.

"Loz is right, we do not like you and we don´t need you because obviously we have each other, and it is so much more fun. Actually, we might have to thank you because if it hadn´t been for your incompetence as a leader and brother, we might never have discovered just how... deep our b-bond goes... Ah yes, Loz, like that, fuck me harder!"

Revenge was said to be a dish best served cold, but Yazoo pretty much liked it steamy and hot as well, he found.

To be continued...