It didn’t take us long to find ourselves in the bedroom. We stripped each other naked, like animals in heat, while pressing our lips together. Clothes were strewn along the corridor leading to the bedroom.
We were both naked by the time we collapsed onto the bed, entwined. We burst out laughing due to the urgency of our actions. I laughed as I pressed my lips to his neck, and his throat vibrated with a light laugh.
Our lips met on the bed, our limbs entangled. My tongue was naturally entwined with his as I slid it in, and I felt elated. It wasn’t forced like before; now he was truly accepting me, which made me very happy. I poured saliva into his mouth and explored with my tongue, searching relentlessly from his upper palate to the underside of his tongue.
“Ha…mmngh…”
I kneaded his hip bones with both hands in between kisses, and a hoarse gasp could be heard. That voice only encouraged me more. A small chuckle could be heard as I rubbed my lower half against his thigh in a surge of impulse.
“You’re pretty hard already, aren’t you?”
It was a gentle voice, the kind that would chastise a mischievous neighborhood boy.
“Well, it’s been over ten years since I’ve had sex.”
“You must’ve bought the services of a prostitute at least, right?”
“I haven’t since being with you. I just reminisce about our time together, endlessly indulging in self-pleasure.”
After a brief moment of surprise, I made a light jerking motion in the air with my right hand, and he burst out laughing. I was dazzled as I watched him laugh uncontrollably.
“It’s not a laughing matter.”
“Ah, my bad, my bad. Have you really been with no one for ten years?”
He reached out and caressed my cheek with a malicious grin. He said, slightly smirking, as he traced his fingers from my cheek to my chin.
“You’re quite popular, aren’t you?”
My eyes widened slightly as I was taken aback by the unexpected question.
“Well, moderately so.”
“Moderately, huh?”
He echoed my hazy response, and his smile broadened. That bewitching smile is like luring you into a deep pit. Then, as if speaking directly into my ear,
“You’re mine now.”
My skin pricked as I heard that amusing voice. He spread his legs and tightened his grip on my hips. When our genitals touched, I realized his were also erect and hard. I could even see pre-ejaculate dripping down the shaft.
I could hear his breath, “haah.”
“Goat, move for me.”
His pleading voice nearly caused my blood vessels to burst. I grasped our overlapping penises with my hands twisted between our stomachs. I shook my entire body as I moved my hips back and forth, keeping the slippery shafts together.
“Ahh, Ahh!”
He let out a piercing cry. I twisted my tongue inside his mouth, rubbing our tongues slickly against each other.
“Mmm, Hm, Fuu, Aah!”
A ferocious scream transmitted by the touch of our tongues. The sensation of the glans, veins, and ridges rubbing against each other was excruciating. The pre-ejaculate from both of us instantly made my palm wet. Each hip movement produced a sticky, squelching sound.
“Ah, ah, Goat.”
In between kisses, words were heard intermittently. His hands, wrapped around the small of my back, appeared to be looking for even more intensity. Unlike the last time he mistook me for someone else, he recognized and desired me this time. I couldn’t hold back any longer when I realized that.
Our twitching tips brushed against each other, making a loud noise. His wide-spread legs suddenly kicked up in the air.
“I, aahAahhAhh!”
He arched his back and spasmed violently. I ignored the spasms and rubbed the sensitive tips together with such force that semen, hot and viscous like magma, began to rise up my urethra.
“Ha, ah, Yuichiro-san, it’s coming out,” I muttered, a virginal phrase, but he didn’t seem to notice, writhing and pressing his back against the sheets.
“Can I release it in this place?” I asked, my glans contracting as if marking their limit. My thumbnail delicately stroked the tip of his glans, and his lower abdomen visibly undulated in an instant.
“Have those two ever violated this place?” I asked, but he was too busy rubbing our glans together in a circular motion to answer. He drooled sloppily from the corner of his mouth and moaned incoherently with delight. A slight smile spread across my face as I observed his state of self-forgetfulness.
“Let’s do everything you haven’t done with those two,” I said into his ear, and for a split second, a smile appeared to flutter across his lips. A vile, molten smile of corruption.
My limit had been reached the moment I saw that smile. We yanked our glans together, our lower abdomens trembling. A torrent of hot sperm raced up my urethra, violently ejecting towards his glans.
The sensation of his urethra being attacked by someone else’s sperm caused him to widen his eyes in horror, from a melting expression.
“Ah!? Ah, ahh!”
He fluttered his limbs in an attempt to keep the sperm from entering his urethra. I forced the sperm into his glans by pressing down with one hand on his lower abdomen, as if to overcome his resistance. The majority of it returned, dribbling down his penis shaft. He looked up at me, his lower belly trembling, as if seeing something incredible. As I watched his terrified expression, extending the ejaculation, my arousal increased. His eyes, which were normally raised, had now drooped pitifully.
After I finished releasing everything, his groin area was filthy with semen. Both of their sperm poured from his now gaping glans.
While his thighs continued to spasm, he let out a sob-like scream.
“You, inside…”
“Is this your first time having it released here?” I inquired, my index finger teasingly teasing his glans. As I swirled my fingertip around, he made a strangled sound in his throat.
“It, it’s…!” he exclaimed.
His body convulsed as he ejected small amounts of sperm from his glans. I couldn’t stop laughing at the image, as if I were a child who had made a mistake.
I then yanked his throbbing thighs apart with my grip. As I approached his bottom half, his face distorted grotesquely.
“Stop—,” he said, but I ignored him, twisting my pointed tongue into his now-wide-open glans. Something raw hit my tongue right away.
“It’s, it’s so… Ah, ah!” he almost yelled.
While squeezing his thighs on the bed, I dipped my tongue in and out of the overflowing glans. Each time, his body convulsed, like a wound-up doll coming undone.
I pressed my lips against his glans and sucked hard, making a moan with each draw and a death rattle cry. In an instant, a hot liquid poured into my mouth.
“It’s hot, it’s so hot!” he exclaimed.
A piercing cry could be heard as the blankets he had been clutching tore apart. Simultaneously, pulsating, spurting sperm was ejected into my mouth like a pump. As I swallowed the varying viscosity semen, I made a guttural noise.
Even after the ejaculation, he didn’t seem to be able to come down from the climax. He stared into the void, drooling from the corners of his mouth and clutching the shredded sheets.
I lifted his hips high, grasping his limp knees. The twitching tightness at the center was revealed by placing a pillow under his waist and pushing the twin mounds apart with both hands. The edges were already wet and sloppy from the pre-ejaculate.
The back hole had split vertically and was in an extremely vulgar shape, possibly because he had been toyed with by his two husbands for decades. While this shape made me jealous, it also excited me to the point where my brain felt like it was on fire, which was completely insane.
It visibly tightened as I tinkered with the back hole with the pad of my thumb. I sunk my thumb deep into his body, overcoming the resistance.
“Nnh… ah, ah…”
He moaned quietly. I could feel my thumb being squeezed tightly at the root as I inserted it to the base. Even though I had done nothing, the inside was extremely hot, and it was already soft and melting.
The softness that encircled my finger unintentionally caused me to sigh. I couldn’t concentrate eleven years ago because I had embraced him through despicable means. But the prospect of savoring the inside to my heart’s content made me almost tremble with emotion.
I slowly pulled it out after moving my thumb in and out several times. The back hole remained slightly open while contracting. I pressed my face against the twitching hole, licking the edge with my tongue. He immediately let out a short gasp.
“Eh, hot, ah!?”
He let out a strange hiccup-like voice as he emerged from the abyss of pleasure. I pressed my pointed tongue firmly into the back hole while listening to that voice. When he felt something lukewarm crawling inside him, he let out a raspy scream.
“Ah, ah!? Sto, please… stop…!”
He writhed his body in an attempt to resist, raising a panicked voice. But as I gripped his hips and moved my tongue fiercely, he let out a small animal’s voice.
“Don’t… lick… ah…”
All he could do was plead in a feeble voice, which was pitiful. I scraped the hot mucous membrane with my saliva-coated tongue at the base. His toes, suspended in the air, twitched at the edge of my vision each time.
I slid my thumbs into the back hole and spread them wide open. Then I pushed my tongue even further. His lower abdomen visibly quivered as the mucous membrane was softly and slimily licked.
“Stop… ah, ah…”
He let out a hoarse voice, unable to bear the shame. His penis, which had ejaculated earlier, was, however, loosely erect.
In a frenzy, I continued to ravish his insides with my tongue. My saliva was dripping from the back hole before I knew it, and his penis was so erect that it seemed to stick to his belly.
“Put it in… already…”
He turned his face away, perhaps embarrassed by being licked on the inside. I drew a small bottle from the bedside drawer, nearly grinning at his words. There was an amber liquid and what appeared to be soft berries inside the bottle.
He asked, looking at the small bottle with interest.
“What is it?””
“Ah, this was handed over to me yesterday from Temeraire,” I murmured.
“From Temeraire?”
“Yes. This is a liquid extracted from a fruit called Kejuru.”
His face became even more perplexed. As I took the amber liquid from my palm and applied it to his back, a critical expression appeared on his face.
“Hey! What is that…?!”
“Simply put, it’s something that has the opposite effect of Shagrila. It coats the inside of the stomach with a mucous membrane to prevent pregnancy. Does that make it easier to understand?”
This small bottle was given to Temeraire with the explicit instruction not to impregnate him under any circumstances. If I was identified as his lover, it was obvious that I would begin having relations with him right away. The individual would be hesitant, but Temeraire understands me the best. His mouth gaped open in surprise as I explained. His face twisted in anger after a dumbfounded expression.
“Ah, those guys, they never once told me something like this existed!”
They wouldn’t, of course. He would not have had seven children for them if they hadn’t told him. I soothed him by pressing my lips to his trembling forehead.
“Well, now that you know, isn’t it fine?”
“It’s not fine at—Ah, Mmph!”
A sweet moan escaped his lips as the amber fruit melted and spread inside him. I pushed the fruit deeper into the flesh, rubbing it against the walls.
“Ah, huff, ah, ah”
His rear turned into a dripping honey pot as more liquid and fruit were added. There was no pain even as I inserted four fingers to finish.
“Yuichiro-san”
When I called out to him, he opened his eyes slightly to look at me. I drew his arms up and drew his body onto my knees to sit him up. I whispered into his ear, my arms still wrapped around his lower back.
“Let’s do something you’ve never done with those two.”
His back shivered as I whispered in a calm voice, as if he sensed something. I firmly grasped his buttocks with both hands before he could flee. I lifted his body with my arms and dropped his softened rear onto my shaft.
“Ah, Aah, AAH, ahh!”
His high-pitched moan echoed throughout the room. The sensation of my head sinking into the soft honey pot caused me to sigh softly. It was hot and soft, but it clamped down with just the right amount of force. It felt like my essence was being drained from the root just by being inside him.
“Ah, ah, Go—at, oh”
His hands reached around my back, enduring the pleasure. I whispered to him, as if to instruct, while feeling the ultimate joy of being able to embrace.
“Please hold on tight.”
“Ah? Huh, AHHH!”
His voice, which had been perplexed for a moment, quickly became a shrill scream. I lifted his body all at once, inserting my arms beneath his knees. I felt my shaft plunge deeply inside him as I stood up from the bed to the floor due to his own weight. Overwhelmed by the impact, he coughed and coughed.
“Have you tried this position before?”
I thrust my hips several times to check while bracing his weight on both legs. He clung desperately to my neck and cried out, as if about to weep.
“Ah… ahh… that feels good…!”
When compared to the previous time, my tip was clearly penetrating much deeper. My glans became fully lodged inside his colon as I pushed past the barrier.
I lightly thrust my hips to match the rhythm as I moved his body up and down. It was gentle at first, a slow and gentle movement to loosen the tightness deep within. There’s a squelching sound with each motion as the fruit inside is crushed without much resistance.
I noticed his breath sweetening as I gently rubbed inside.
“Ha, ah, ah, mmm… ngh, ah, hot…!”
Simultaneously, it felt as if his inner walls were clinging to my penis, almost demanding more stimulation. As if to encourage me, his fingertips dug into my shoulder blades.
“Please… more… thrust harder…”
I should have been proud of myself for not getting a nosebleed from that seductive voice. Whispers that sounded almost like begging made my resolve fray.
I drew my hips back and thrust them toward his buttocks with all my strength. A dull thud and a sharp cry escaped from his throat at the same time.
“Hi… ah, aaah, aaah, aaahh, one…”
I continued to pound my hips with all my might, oblivious to the scream. Under my intense rhythm, his body bounced wildly, like a marionette.
“Aaah, uuuh, amazing, yes, yes, coming, coming…!”
He shamelessly uttered lewd words while lost in pleasure. My pelvic bones were aching from the force of my thrusts. I released my sperm deep inside him as I thrust deeply into him.
“Ah, aaah, aaah, ahh, nnh!”
His hips trembled as if in pain, so he must have felt it filling him up. I thrust several times more until I had emptied every last drop of semen deep inside him, at which point I stumbled and sat on the bed.
“Ah…”
As I sat down, my still-erect penis pierced deep inside him again, causing him to scream. Lifting an adult man was a difficult task, and my arms were numb from the exertion.
He leaned over to look into my eyes as I lay on the bed. Sweat was dripping from his brow and down his neck to his chest. He smiled softly despite his labored breathing.
“…Was I too heavy?”
“Yeah… I think I might get sore for a while.”
When he heard what I was saying, he let out a small, amused laugh. It was a fluttering insect’s laughter, a hidden smile.
He slowly raised his torso and looked down at me, who was lying on my back.
“Oh… you’re still hard…”
He tightened his rear opening in a dreamy voice, as if checking what was inside. His sticky rear clung to my penis at the same time. I felt as if I were being sucked inside.
“Well, I’ve been holding it in for ten years.”
He narrowed his eyes like a mischievous brat when I responded in a playful tone. He braced his feet on the bed, both hands on my abdomen. He gradually lifted his hips, and my semen-covered penis was gradually drawn out about halfway from his back.
“I’m going to let it all out for you.”
My penis delved into him once more after whispering sweetly to him. As it softly sucked on the glans, the opening of his colon appeared to have served its purpose.
“Mm, mm, mmh…”
As he danced on top of me, I let out a quiet moan. The sound of fluids from the junction was unbearable with each bounce. Even that sound was pleasant now.
“Ah, this is the best view, isn’t it?”
His expression, the saliva dripping from his penis, and the adhesive white thread trailing from the connection were all visible in this position.
He smiled softly as he looked down at me as I whispered in ecstasy.
“Oh, yes… It feels… so good, doesn’t it?”
“It definitely feels good, doesn’t it?”
He seemed overjoyed, almost like a child receiving a gift. I was taken aback by his expression. My chest felt full, and tears welled up for no apparent reason.
I had a firm grip on his moving hips. I quickly changed our positions after seeing his perplexed expression.
“Ah, no!”
As he lay on his back, I pressed down on him. I was embedded deep inside, pounding the deepest depths, and his arms dug into my back.
“Ah, no, no!”
I ignored his protests and headshakes and continued to plunge into the depths.
“Yuichiro-san, I love you. You’re the only one for me.”
I clutched his back tightly, whispering like a prayer in his ear. His limbs clung to my body in response.
“Mmmnh, ah, Goat… it feels… so good.”
My eyes almost welled up as I heard his voice call my name. We reached a climax together, embraced like two creatures.
I released without restraint once more, still embedded deep within. He also appeared to reach a climax, as his entire body convulsed rhythmically. It was the third time, and this time the climax was the longest. It wouldn’t go away easily, and a large amount of sperm oozed from the connection each time.
“Ah, ah… don’t move… ah…”
He seemed to struggle with the prolonged pleasure after the climax, and weak moans escaped his lips. I kissed his lips softly while we were still embraced to muffle those frail sounds. I caressed his tongue with mine.
Perhaps his tongue had weakened from rubbing against mine like a child licking cream. His clumsiness piqued my interest.
“Ah, Yuichiro-san, I love you. I love you more than anyone else…”
I confessed my love several times between kisses.
I think it’s a line like that of a boy who has just discovered romance.
My feelings seemed to swell once more as I spoke, and I could feel my penis, which had remained inside his stomach, hardening once more. An unexpectedly cold voice was heard just as we were about to go for the third round without pulling out,
“Isn’t it about time to stop?”
When he heard that voice, his entire body jumped. My phallus, which was stuck in his posterior hole, slipped out as he jumped up. I noticed a large amount of white fluid oozing from his posterior hole, and his throat rose and fell.
He was taken aback by the sound of the voice and paid no attention to the overflowing sperm.
“Noah, Temeraire?”
When they turned around, Noah was sitting on a chair at the far end of the room. Temeraire stood next to him, his arms crossed, his face calm.
“Peeping, isn’t that in rather poor taste?” I teased from atop the bed, cross-legged. Temeraire’s brows immediately formed a deep furrow.
“Before you complain, reflect on your own carelessness for not locking your house,” he said.
“And while you’re at it, consider yourself lucky you weren’t stabbed in the back during the act,” Noah added skeptically.
I grimaced at their words but then spoke up, “Thank you very much for that. So, do you need something?” Temeraire approached the bed as I asked, and as I sat frozen, he approached and gently draped a sheet over his shoulders.
“It’s about time for dinner, so I’ve come to pick up my wife,” he said, lightly touching the reddening area around his eyes with his fingertips. Yuichiro’s face relaxed slightly, and he spoke in an awkward tone.
“Sorry… Has it really gotten this late?”
“The children are waiting, so let’s go home together,” Temeraire said, gently pulling his arm to help him stand, but his legs seemed to have lost their strength, and his knees buckled just as he was about to catch himself.
“Yuichiro, are you okay?””
“Yeah, sorry.”
“I have enough strength to support Yuichiro now,” Noah smiled.
Seeing Noah smile, Yuichiro too narrowed his eyes and smiled. The old him would never have accepted being supported by Noah with a laugh. With age, he had mellowed out.
Even more so, when Yuichiro thought about how much Noah, who was just a young boy when they first met, had grown up. The child who was once only protected by adults has, before he knew it, become the one doing the protecting.
However, such sentimentality was always a hair’s breadth away from bitterness. It felt like his husbands were always showing me that they could take Yuichiro away from me anytime.
“If you’re sleepy, you can sleep in the carriage on the way home,” Temeraire said, gently stroking his hair, supported by Noah’s arm.
Yuichiro then looked at Temeraire with an extremely sheepish expression and asked, “Aren’t you angry…?”
In the weakness of his voice, Temeraire slightly furrowed the end of his brows.
“I am angry, but not at you. Knowing that this would happen, you still chose that man as your lover,” he whispered to him kindly. Yet, his gaze towards me was utterly frigid, his words not matching his demeanor.
Even so, I couldn’t say anything, knowing that this was the greatest concession his husbands could make.
Noah embraced Yuichiro’s waist while dazzlingly suggesting, “When we return to the castle, let’s take a bath before dinner.”
As he spoke, Noah started walking towards the door. But in that instant, I could see his expression twist as if enduring pain, his gaze fixed on me. It was a look of suffering, like that of watching a child being left behind.
Looking into his eyes, I returned a vague smile.
How could I hold him back when even at such a time, he thinks of me and feels sad? I didn’t want to cause him any more pain.
“Then, please take care,” I said with a deliberately listless voice while lightly raising a hand. But right after, I heard Temeraire’s exasperated voice.
“What are you saying? Hurry up and take a bath yourself.”
Confused by the sudden motherly tone, I blinked rapidly. Noah then said in a gentle voice, “Dinner is after Nyeit. Make sure you’re presentable by then.”
“Eh, wait a minute?”
“If you’re late, we’ll start without you. It’s sad to keep the children waiting,” Temeraire continued in a matter-of-fact tone, deepening my confusion.
As my lips parted in dumbfounded silence, he raised his voice with a lilt, “Is it okay? Can Goat also join us for the meal?”
From the rising intonation, I could sense his surprise and anticipation. Noah sighed with a mix of resignation,
“Can’t help it.”
Following Noah’s words, Temeraire said while pressing his forehead with one hand, “We can’t leave Goat alone. He’s always up to no good. It’s safer to keep him where we can see him.”
Quite a statement, but they know me well. Still, the thought of having a meal with them warmed my heart.
Yuichiro pressed his cheek to Noah’s neck, smiling. “Thank you. Noah, Temeraire.”
Their brows furrowed as they listened to his voice steeped in happiness,
“Ah, we have really been too soft on you.”
“It can’t be helped. It’s the folly of being in love,” Noah and Temeraire said with a sigh, their voices carrying a mix of resignation and laughter—the voice of those who love him and wish for his happiness the most.
Together with him, Noah and Temeraire left the room. Just before they disappeared from sight, he looked back over his shoulder and called out to me,
“Goat, come quickly.”
To his call, mixed with laughter, I softly parted my lips,
“Of course, I’ll be right there.”
With that answer, I got out of bed with vigor.