Chapter 3.5

“I’ve never chased away anyone who worked at my house. The housekeeper who slept with me quit to write to a journalist.”

Dan pulled away from the lips he had been about to lick.

“Oh…”

The words those lips were saying were not ordinary.

“The cook quit when he found out his nephew had slept with me.”

Chris went on calmly, kneading Dan’s backside. Each one was an enormous scandal that would cause an uproar if anyone heard and spread it around.

“Until last season I had two personal managers, a father and son. I used to go to clubs often with the son.”

In his hazy state Dan vaguely knew he was hearing something he shouldn’t be. The strange and bizarrely twisted stories didn’t stop.

Chris kissed Dan’s ear as he kept talking in a low soft voice. [Read on RanaTranslations🌸] Even drunk, Dan instinctively sensed something was off and tried to get up.

The arms holding Dan put force into their grip.

“Didn’t Brian tell you why you came as my personal manager?”

“No.”

He was caught by Chris and couldn’t move.

“I slept with that son manager’s girlfriend. Then the son and the father both quit as managers at the same time. Brian went through the roof. Please stop messing with employees, he said. Including employees’ acquaintances.”

The voice said it as if it were nothing, speaking slowly. At the cold words delivering a sordid reality, Dan tried to pull himself up again.

“So what? You just hire another employee. That’s what I said and Brian lost his temper again. So he said to bring along a Tifosi who doesn’t like someone like me.”

Chris talked on, holding tight the body trying to leave. Dan pushed the man away.

“Stop.”

Chris held tighter the one trying to stand up.

“No.”

“Chris? Ah…”

The large hand that had been holding Dan came down and gripped the penis. A suppressed sound came from the throat. The nape leaning against Chris flushed red in an instant.

The penis caught in the large hand stirred with anticipation of the excitement it had already experienced. Embarrassment came before excitement. Chris sucked in the lips of the gasping Dan.

“You’re a bit strange.”

The man releasing the lips murmured quietly. Dan, who had been gasping as Chris touched his cock, was reflexively feeling around for the man’s.

The large penis still hadn’t ejaculated. When Dan’s hand made contact, the thick long penis straightened vertically from a diagonal.

The bewildered face answered, stroking the firmly standing one.

“You’re stranger.”

“That can’t be.”

Chris gasped and moved the hand that had been burrowing between the legs to behind the backside. The hand touching the round outline gripped the flesh firmly.

Just as Dan was about to ask what he was doing, the man’s hand pulled what it was gripping sideways to expose the space between the buttocks. The long fingers rubbed the narrow gap back and forth.

“Don’t.. ah!”

When the firm fingertips rubbed and touched the soft flesh, the muscles vibrated in waves. Following that the fingertips that had been caressing the puckered entrance pressed and pushed the tender flesh and made entry inside.

“Ah.”

The index and middle finger that had found the entrance precisely pushed and spread the narrow place in turn as they burrowed inside. Dan stopped touching the man’s and only swallowed his breath. The long fingers burrowed deep into the narrow inside.

“What are you, aah!”

The startled hands grabbed Chris’s shoulders and poured out breath. The man let out an ambiguous laugh like a sigh. The long fingers moved quickly knowing where to go, buried deep inside.

“Ah.”

Only Dan’s sounds rang between the two of them.

“Hng, aah…”

The long firm fingers kept going in and out. The fingers buried deep inside thrust in at different angles.

“Ah, ah. Ugh.”

Dan twisted his waist as Chris kissed the moaning lips. Every time his fingers moved the elegantly lined waist flinched. As if answering the sounds leaking from the wet lips he murmured.

“Strange.”

Dan’s head seemed to be malfunctioning.

“Ah!”

It was just two fingers. But when Chris Paul’s fingers burrowed into a certain place inside him and started moving, he couldn’t come to his senses. Even without being touched now, the front that had grown fully erect stirred of its own accord and the tip glistened with fluid.

“Tifosi.”

Dan couldn’t hear anything, too busy hunching his shoulders. He only poured out sounds of gasping in response to the stimulation of the fingers.

“Aah!”

The fingers with their tips curled moved in a shaking motion and stirred the inside.

“Manager.”

At the low call Dan raised his eyes. His lips had swollen red from the repeated kisses. Chris lightly bit the swollen lips and lowered his face and sucked the chest rising and falling with quick breath.

“Hmm, aah…”

Dan, moaning at the wet flesh working on his nipple, trembled at his waist. The fingers buried inside him pulled out.

“Dan.”

Dan didn’t answer.

“Hic.”

He couldn’t. He couldn’t do anything, too busy feeling the movement of muscles flinching at the strange sensation of the fingers pulling out. Chris kissed the moaning lips again and pulled away whispering:

“Shall we date?”

It was the sweetest voice Dan had ever heard in his life. But this time too he didn’t answer. He was not in a state to answer.

“Ah!”

Chris kissed Dan’s chin. The large hand turned the flustered body and seated it facing the other way. Chris came up behind Dan who had ended up in a position with both hands on the floor and bracing on his knees face down.

“Not answering?”

Dan shook his head and the next moment a wet sound rang out. Lips overlapped the place that had been touched and stimulated at length by the man.

Hot humid breath spread in the cleft. The sound of sucking flesh was raw.

“Ah, hng, stop…”

It was the first time Dan had properly spoken since the man’s fingers had burrowed inside.

“I’m sorry.”

Instead of false reassurance that it would be fine, Chris apologised sincerely. [Read on RanaTranslations🌸] The tone said he was sorry but couldn’t help it. He buried his lips deep again after briefly withdrawing them.

The tongue sharpened to a point, stimulated the sensitive inside without pause. Dan held his breath as hard as he could. Shoulders heaved greatly and his waist twisted. Just from the hole being sucked, the front stirred and poured out semen.

Even while he ejaculated, the lips sucking the narrow inside and the thrusting tongue were still going. As the inside tightened with ejaculation the rounded tongue licked gently up the quivering place.

Chris picked up the gasping Dan and held him.

“…Chris.”

Dan seemed both completely drunk and completely sober at the same time. What was certain was that whether drunk or not he was fully registering reality.

He understood precisely that the man was carrying him to the kitchen and sitting him up on the dining table. His legs that couldn’t properly hold their strength were spread. The spread between his own open legs was visible to Chris.

But none of it felt real at all. Everything was hazy, like a dream.

Dan closed the legs he had been keeping open.

Instead of opening the closed legs, Chris turned the body sitting on the table and had it face down. The bare backside and back of the thighs smeared with semen were fully exposed to his view. Dan, bracing on hands and knees, looked at his own bare body reflected in the well-cleaned table and moved his lips.

“Excuse me…”

The man didn’t answer Dan’s call. Chris kissed the space between the face-down waist and backside.

“Ah.”

He let out a blank sound at the sensation of soft lips on his sensitive skin. Chris poured the entire bottle of avocado oil used on salads over the face-down backside.

“Hmm.”

The strangely smooth and slippery oil poured into the heavily stimulated inside. The face-down waist lifted lightly. In a fairly clear tone for someone drunk, Dan said:

“I’m not a salad.”

Chris laughed out loud for the first time.

“Obviously.”

Chris was sure of it. He nodded, caressing the wrinkled surface scattered with avocado oil with his fingertips.

“Hng.”

At the hand touching the sensitive place Dan instinctively lowered his waist and trembled. Chris poured the remaining avocado oil generously over his erect penis.

“It’ll taste much better than a salad.”

At the sticky hand coming to grip his ankle Dan said as if to stop him:

“Wait, ugh!”

Chris’s fingers burrowed into Dan’s inside. More raw than before, more forceful, more fingers stirred the cramped inside. Every time the fingers felt along the inner walls Dan’s waist heaved.

“Hng.”

Dan frowned at the squelching wet sounds ringing behind him. The avocado oil that hadn’t flowed inside dripped down onto the well-cleaned table he had polished.

At those strange sounds Dan raised his eyebrows and frowned. The arms propped on the table trembled.

“Ah.”

Chris pulled the ankle he was holding and drew the moaning Dan toward him. He was being pulled toward the man and couldn’t come to his senses.

The long firm fingers inserted between the spread buttocks pulled out. Before Dan could say wait, Chris pressed and inserted the stirring penis into the well-moistened inside.

Dan couldn’t even cry out. His penis that had become a little erect while the inside was being widened and touched after the slippery oil was poured went soft in one go.

Tears flowed silently from the unfocused eyes. Over the hot and wet and sticky and ticklish sensations an unfathomable unfamiliar pain spread.

Chris regretted it only after inserting to the very base.

“Dan?”

The face-down body was not ordinary. The narrow inside was forcefully squeezing and gripping the penis crammed into it, but the back with no visible expression was quiet and still without reaction.

“Oh…”

Dan couldn’t believe another person’s erect penis had entered his body. Chris reached his hand forward and pulled the trembling chin to make him look back. Tears were pouring from the bewildered face.

Chris carefully swept a hand over the crying face. Dan found the man’s behaviour, strangely gentle, more unfamiliar than the unbelievable reality.

“Dan, are you alright?”

The man’s hand touched Dan’s back and shoulders and head with the utmost care. The blank face shook its head at the unfamiliar pain and strange sensation and inexplicable tears.

“It’s strange… ah.”

Dan spoke and stopped mid-sentence with his mouth not even closed. The penis inserted inside him stirred, pushing out the inner walls.

Every time Dan blinked, tears flowed down his pale cheeks. In the breathless tension, Chris wiped away the tears pouring down the cheeks.

“It hurts.”

The frowning face whispered.

“I’m sorry.”

Chris apologised. He wrapped an arm around Dan’s waist and said:

“What…”

Dan looked at the approaching face and tried to ask. The large man pulled him into his arms. He struggled at the weight pulling downward. He tried to stop him but Chris moved faster.

Dan, who had been exposing his bare backside in a raw position on the dining table, was slowly turned around with Chris inserted inside.

“Wait, ugh.”

Dan tried to push the man’s shoulders away. Chris, holding Dan close, pulled him into his arms and sat down in a chair. Chris’s penis burrowed deeper into Dan’s inside. Tears poured from his eyes again.

“It hurts.”

Chris shook his head with a face asking to bear just that much. He cupped Dan’s cheek and apologised sincerely.

“I’m sorry.”

Chris’s apologies poured down over Dan’s head.

“You’re awful.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You’re really awful.”

“I was wrong.”

Chris whispered kissing Dan’s neck.

“Ah, hng, it’s strange.”

The tearful face grumbled.

“I’m sorry.”

The man apologised kissing Dan’s cheek. He saw the crying face biting its lips every time his penis stirred wrapped in Dan’s inner walls and moved his hand.

“Ah.”

Every time that happened Dan exhaled a strange breath. It was hard to maintain composure at the man rolling his nipples with his fingertips and sucking his nape.

“Hmm, it’s strange.”

With every breath Dan took, Chris’s breath mixed in. Heat spread from below, full of the foreign sensation.

“Take it out.”

He felt sorry for himself. He was embarrassed to be sitting on the man’s thighs with the man’s large penis inserted inside him and his legs spread wide open.

“I can’t take it out.”

“Why?”

“I’m sorry.”

During sex Chris would usually use explicit words to talk in detail about the current situation. But right now he couldn’t.

It wasn’t only because the other person was looking up at him with tear-filled eyes, was a little out of his mind from alcohol, and he had inserted without clear consent.

“Ah, is sorry all you have to say?”

“I’m sorry.”

Chris apologised and kissed and made the most pitiable face he could manage. The drunk Dan was generous and felt sorry for him.

Dan didn’t know what to do with Chris’s penis forcibly widening his inner walls. Every time that happened, knowing he shouldn’t, he wanted to move his waist.

“Does it hurt?”

Chris asked carefully.

“A little.”

Dan answered with an ambiguous expression.

“Shall we date?”

Chris asked again the question he had asked once before. Dan didn’t answer.

“…Ah!”

Dan, who had been flinching at the strange sensation, trembled his waist and moaned. The flailing hands came and clung to Chris.

Chris held the approaching hands firmly. [Read on RanaTranslations🌸] Dan’s waist flinched and he moaned again and kissed the man.

Chris wanted to ask with his lips open sucking Dan’s lips whether that meant they were dating or not. The face kissing the man’s, with a moan and eyes crinkling into a smile, moved its waist.

“Ah, ngh!”

“Dan.”

At the man’s call the face immersed in excitement raised its eyes.

“You’re pretty.”

Dan whispered looking into the green eyes. Chris, bewildered for a moment, narrowed his eyes and smiled. He forgot his cowardice for a moment and murmured that it was all because of him.

Chris, arms wrapped around Dan’s waist, moved his waist.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Wait. Aah! Oh!”

Dan cried out repeatedly clinging to Chris’s shoulders.

“Since you’re pretty, bear with me a little.”

“Ah…!”

The face submerged in pleasure hard to handle shook its head. He was a little out of his mind from alcohol but sensed that something not good was about to happen.

Chris, who had been sitting quietly for a long while, wrapped an arm around Dan’s waist and put his other arm under the back of the knees and pulled them up.

“…No, aah!”

Dan moaned repeatedly.

“Ugh.”

In the end Chris stood up.

“Ah! Ngh. Stop…….. Ah! Ah! Ah!”

Because of the height difference Dan ended up almost suspended in midair. Dan desperately clung to the man’s shoulders and pounded on the back with flexing muscles. Chris thrust his penis into Dan’s body while standing.

“Ngh, hng. Yeah.”

Dan was tossed about out of his mind.

Thrusting into Dan who was letting out suppressed moans, Chris thought nothing at all. Sometimes he thought he was a little strange, but in the end he burrowed into the hot narrow inside until he was satisfied.

When Chris ejaculated inside, the flushed face said:

“Did you come?”

He couldn’t answer. For some reason his words were blocked for a moment.

“…”

Chris thought that was strange but had no time to think about it properly. Dan, who had asked with his completely cracked voice, fell asleep just like that.