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With a possessive growl, Scourge locks lips with Manic again, pressing chest to chest, hands going to his sides.

Manic squeaks into Scourge's mouth when he feels the big, throbbing, rigid member of his assaulter rubbing up against his own.

Scourge breaks the forced kiss, licking up around Manic's lips, and snickers. "Yeah... that's right. I know what your brother's cock is like, but now you will too."

Scourge sits up, standing tall and proud, his cock springing up. "Take a look at this bad boy and burn it into your mind. If you ever want to see or feel this dick again, you'll have to beg Sonic for it, and by the time I'm done, I'm sure you'll just be screaming at him to let him fuck your ass."

"N... no."

"Don't deny it. Look how hard you are. Fuck! I'm into some sick stuff, but you...." His laugh gets louder, and he slaps his head, throwing his whole body back in an uproarious and uncontrollable fit.

The super-speed has Scourge lifting Manic's legs over his shoulder. The abuser stares down at the inhibited hedgehog with wide and maniacal eyes, possessed by his sadistic nature. His cock presses into that abused hole and thrusts.

Whimpering gasps and sounds of protests become screams of emotion as the cock fills inside of Sonic's sibling. He squeezes his eyes shut, arching his back with the bit of energy he has left, feeling and knowing the length and the girth that pushes its way inside of him. He now knows that his brother feels like this, even if this monster is from another universe.

"Fuck, Sonic!" Scourge growls as he fills Manic up, pushing deeper with each quickened thrust. "Your bro... he really... screams like a... real cock slut manwhore! Pretty! Faggot! Twink!"

Sonic swears something, but neither hedgehog can hear his protests or pledges. Scourge's hips slap against Manic's ass, his cock traveling as deep as possible, spreading out and harming Manic's innards, ruining him, scarring his mind and soul.

Each slap keeps up as Scourge leans in, squeezing his thighs, groaning in his own perverse delight. He soon throws his head back, roaring in the laughter of ecstatic glee.

At the same time, Manic moans, his cries coming out loud and clear through the wavelength and to his brother's ear, striking Sonic with the realization that a cock just like his can do that to his brother.

Pearly white cum shoots up into the air, the cock flopping about from the thrusting hedgehog splatters the spray over the stomachs of both males. All the while, Scourge's eyes roll back, his mouth hangs open, and he lets out a harsh groan of release as he fills Manic, spurt after spurt, claiming every inch of him with his warm goop.

Slumping over the now still Manic, Scourge takes a few deep and heavy breaths. One hand presses down against his chest, feeling his heartbeat, while the other whips the phone back to his mouth. "Don't worry, Sonic..." he huffs, growling in post conquering glory, "Your faggot brotherfucking brother will be home soon...."

He doesn't hear Sonic because he ends the call and drops the phone. He whips himself out, white goop leaking out from the puckering and burning ass. Getting to his feet he takes a grip of Manic's upper arm, pulling him up as well.

"Time to get dressed and fuck off back home punk." he scoops up the vest and the phone from the floor, his ear twitched towards the sound of something else falling out of the vest and clattering against the floor, he briefly glanced down to what it was and grinned like a maniac when a twisted thought crossed his mind. He takes hold of one of Manic's arms and shoves it through the hole in the vest, jerks it around him, and shoves his other arm through the other hole. Stuffing his phone away into one of the pockets, he grabs ahold of the collar and gives him a little yank towards him as though to smooch him again but instead just says "Such a good boy for me." then released the grip on him to bend down and retrieve what had fallen out the vest.

Manic almost has a twitch of a smile on his mouth from the end of the contact. It ends with a gasp in horror when he sees what Scourge had retrieved from the floor

Grinning like a total maniac, Scourge twirls his drumsticks in full view of him. "And now for the grand finale!" he says, cackling.

Scourge swiftly forces Manic to turn around, bending him over the table, grabbing his tail and holding it up out of the way, he takes both drumsticks, and holding them together, he presses them against Manic's loosened ass. Earning another of those pained, choked squeaks the kid made. After he was satisfied with the insertion, he grabs his scruff and pulls him off the table, turning him back to face him; eyes to tear filled eyes. Scourge slaps the hedgehog's cheek and says. "Don't you ever fuckin' think you can steal from me ever again, you piece of shit."

The conquering villain tosses Manic out the door and into the street. The drummer's ass rises in the air, quivering in his drugged-up defeat.

"Just where any cumrag should go after it has served its purpose. Now go the fuck home and confront your bro about your faggotry." Scourge says, giving a middle-finger salute to his toy before zipping off and disappearing, leaving the humiliated and broken wreck of the princely drummer alone in the cruel, cruel world.