Chapter 3.7

‘That’s not what I meant when I said say it.’

Dan tried to speak calmly, without getting irritated or worked up, trying to say it properly. A firm arm wrapped around his waist as he tried to turn away.

The arm touching his bare skin moved softly downward. Firm fingertips felt their way into the narrow entrance and burrowed in. The fingers wet with Dan’s semen moved more smoothly and slickly than before.

“Hold on, ah.”

Chris liked the look of Dan’s moaning face. [Read on RanaTranslations🌸] He moved his fingers to find the vulnerable spot inside the narrow inner walls and added more fingers to widen the inner walls, touching the place that made the waist flinch.

“Ah! Stop…”

When the fingers buried in the cramped space rubbed upward inside, the membrane stirred and trembled.

“Ah.”

Sober Dan clung to Chris’s shoulder and let out a suppressed sound, and shook his head as he spoke. It was a clear refusal.

“You don’t like it?”

There was certainty in the whispering voice that that couldn’t be the case.

“Ah! Aah…”

When the man’s fingertips gripped the soft nipple and swept it left and right, the soft place stiffened firmly.

“You don’t like it?”

Chris was as gentle with the sober Dan as he had been with the drunk Dan, but pretended not to notice the refusal, and a thick penis burrowed into the inside that was neither wet enough nor fully widened.

“No, hic…!”

Dan kept whispering no, it can’t happen. He could feel the inside being forcibly stretched open, but Chris was trying to push in the penis that had gone in only a knuckle’s length.

He couldn’t understand it.

Chris had just moved his waist a little up and down, yet the membrane alternated between contracting and relaxing, wrapping around the large penis and pulling it in. The terrible pressure made it hard to breathe, while the heart beat frighteningly fast and his head filled with excitement.

“Still don’t like it?”

The gasping lips kissed Dan’s nape and whispered, and showered brief kisses on the lips pressing tightly closed to suppress the moaning.

Dan tried to bite his lips to keep from making sounds, but regardless of his will the inner walls stirred with anticipation of excitement, taking in the penetrating penis.

“Dan.”

Softly murmuring lips kissed the lips bitten white under the teeth. Chris exhaled the breath taken in from the pleasant pressure and licked the lips turning away from him.

“Can I move?”

The sweet whisper falling on his ear made no sense. Dan shook his head, not knowing what he was denying.

“No…”

“Why?”

The face that had only been steadying its breath opened its lips to say words of refusal. The arms of Dan holding onto Chris trembled.

“You’re, you’re too fast. Don’t, don’t do it. No, aah! Ugh, ha…”

Chris began to move very slowly. The man buried inside pulled back at a boringly slow pace while at the same time the large hand came to the chest and a single finger repeatedly grazed quickly over the nipple.

At the movement of the fingertip licking non-stop at the sensitively on-edge nipple and the very slow below, with their different speeds, Dan unknowingly heaved his waist.

Dan couldn’t hold back and poured out moans.

“Ah!”

Chris, who had been slowly pulling back and entering even more slowly, suddenly changed tack and the man’s half-buried penis went in and out rapidly, and the sound of bare skin against bare skin rang out in a rough sound.

“Ah! Ah! Aah! Ah!”

The large penis thrust inside without pause, and Dan’s body shook and moans poured out with every thrust of the man.

He tried to pull his waist away from the rapidly thrusting penis but could only manage to heave his shoulders, and the hand that had been wrapped around his thigh raised the leg it was holding and laid it down at the same time as the penis thrust deeper inside.

“Ah, no! Ah! …Aah!”

A firm thick penis terrifyingly burrowed into the vulnerable place, and Dan writhed at the too-fast speed and unfamiliar pleasure and arched his waist.

His untouched penis had already become erect, and as the man’s hand moved up and down the swollen penis flinched before he could do anything about it and spilled pale fluid.

The moment he ejaculated the inside tightened sharply and pressed strongly against the inserted Chris, and feeling the man’s waist trembling through the connected place, Dan writhed silently.

It was a morning with brilliant sunshine pouring down.

Dan newly thought of Chris Paul’s other name. The man who by some people was called not Chris Paul but sex showed him with his whole body why his other name had been given to him.

Those who called him sex did so to belittle the man, but as Dan saw it, Chris Paul didn’t seem to be in the least bit ashamed of his second name.

He moaned frantically under that man.

His head filled with pleasure and his body buried in the sheets flailed meaninglessly, and he twisted and tossed his waist in a daze. When he tried to escape from excitement that had exceeded its limit the man’s hand caught his flailing arm and pressed it down.

“Dan.”

A large hand carefully swept over the heated face.

“Stop…”

A hoarse voice with tears in it murmured, and the thick penis tip rubbed at the inner walls trembling as if vibrating.

Dan moaned again.

“Contact Brian and ask for a relationship allowance.”

Chris kissed the moaning lips and whispered, and Dan, who had been reciprocating by sticking out his tongue and sucking the tongue licking his lips, shook his head and let out a sound.

“Aah!”

Dan couldn’t come to his senses, and watching his vision go white he trembled his waist, with the sensation that everything below his waist was melting and ringing of its own accord, and within the unbelievable sensation he moved his lips.

“You, ah!”

Dan’s eyes blinked abnormally as his vision disappeared. Chris continued silently moving his waist. The sound of skin against skin rang out, then changed to the sound of the deeply buried penis moving shallowly and rapidly.

“Aah, ah! ……Date me?”

Dan cut out each word as he spoke, and he had to, stitching together the words he had said and turning over whether they made sense, and after long effort he completed the sentence.

“You want to date?”

Chris smiled and burrowed deeper inside.

“Aaah!”

And then stopped moving. The fingertips submerged in pleasure scratched down his bare skin.

“You don’t like it?”

Chris asked with a stiffened expression, and with the hand that had been holding the waist he shook the again-erect Dan’s. Dan ejaculated strangely fast, in one breath. The inside tightened and pressed against Chris.

The lips gasping breath against the fine chin said:

“I don’t like it.”

“Why?”

The man thrust the penis up hard enough for the testicles to hit the buttocks, and Dan’s right leg was lifted high, with the long smooth leg leaning against Chris’s shoulder.

Just from that the angle of the penis thrusting inside changed and a numbing sensation struck his whole body.

“Ah!”

In Chris’s field of view the wide-open space between the legs was visible, and he pushed against the point of connection until the backside and waist were lifted.

“Why don’t you like it?”

Changing the height of his waist as he moved, he stared closely at the place where the large penis was buried, and every time the penis rubbed, the body soaked in sweat flailed in pleasure.

“Because I’m not going to date you.”

“Is just the hazard allowance fine?”

“Then, ha, ah! Ah! Ah!”

Chris’s testicles struck the numbing backside and a raw sound rang out.

“Ask Brian for a relationship allowance.”

“I said I don’t…want to.”

“You should receive what’s yours to receive.”

The gentle voice talked on pretending to be considerate.

“Stop, ah!”

Dan tried to hold his breath and somehow calm down.

“I’m going to keep doing this.”

“It hurts, aah!”

“Don’t complain to Brian that you didn’t get the relationship allowance and contact him.”

“No.”

Chris’s waist stopped. He said with an expressionless face:

“Why don’t you want to date me?”

“Do you like me?”

Dan said with a bewildered face. [Read on RanaTranslations🌸] Chris lightly pushed the stopped below again, and thrusting in a changed direction Dan let out a sound like crying.

Chris looked down at Dan moaning and gasping as if in pain and was excited by it, and his heart that beat several tens of times slower than a normal person’s beat hard like when he was in a race car.

Just as he was about to push hard again Dan grabbed his shoulder.

“Seems like you like me.”

Chris said as if murmuring.

“Don’t make me laugh. It hur, ah…”

A strange sound leaked from the lips that had been saying firm words. Thinking the other person had said something truly absurd, Dan breathed hard.

“Does it only hurt?”

Chris burrowed deeply inside at a slow pace then pulled out again all the way to the end at the same slow pace.

“Aah…!”

The man watching the face making a sobbing-like moan grabbed Dan’s body, and the body pouring out moans and gasping breath was turned to the side as the large hand moved.

The two legs of the body now lying on its side crossed diagonally, and the exposed place was rubbed by the thick penis tip, and the penis was buried again in the trembling-of-its-own-accord inside.

“Ah.”

Dan, turned to lie on his side, trembled his waist and flailed his knees feeling the man burrowing in from an unfamiliar direction.

The man ejaculated inside Dan soon after, and feeling the sensation of something slowly trailing down the thigh he exhaled a long breath, and every time he moved a wet sound came from below.

Chris kissed the somewhat drained forehead.

Dan, who had spent the whole encounter full of nothing but his own moans from beginning to end and was completely drained, caught a glimpse of the thigh with semen flowing down it.

Chris pulled out wet wipes and placed them one by one on the limp thigh, and the muscles of the thigh lying sideways still had excitement remaining in them and stirred intermittently.

“Brian…”

“Do you like me?”

A weak voice cut into the other’s words and interjected.

“Seems like I like you.”

“You’re imagining things.”

Dan wiped the visible semen first.

‘Do you like anyone you sleep with once?’

Swallowing the words he wanted to say he focused his attention on dealing with the semen flowing out from inside his body, and Chris, watching him, took the wet wipe from Dan’s hand and wiped the thigh with semen flowing down it.

The man whose other name was sex is dangerous.

“Don’t.”

“No.”

“Hold on, ah!”

Chris threw away the wet wipe he had been using to wipe the thigh and pushed his fingers into the hole, and bent the hand buried inside to make the semen flow out.

Dan clamped his lips shut listening to the sound of the man’s semen that had flowed from inside his body running down onto the sheet.

After scraping out all the semen Chris wiped the wrinkled entrance clean with a wet wipe, and leaving Dan who was only giving him looks, he went to the bathroom and came back with a towel soaked in hot water.

Dan watching Chris attending to him had to experience an indescribably strange feeling, and Chris, having finished the aftercare, said as if he had suddenly thought of something:

“I’m going to keep doing this.”

“So?”

“If you say you’re not receiving anything it makes it awkward to push myself on you. So Brian…”

The face that said it had no idea you had that kind of conscience turned to look at Chris.

“Did you always give your partners a relationship allowance?”

“No.”

“Then why do you keep making such a fuss about me receiving a relationship allowance?”

Chris brought a new sheet and put it over Dan like wrapping something up, and with one hand held the wrapped-up Dan and with the other pulled off the sheet that was spread out.

He set the wrapped-up Dan down on one side of the sheet-stripped bed and in an instant spread another new sheet over the bed.

Dan watched strange employer Paul smoothly changing the sheets and doubted his own eyes, and as he unwrapped Dan on the newly spread sheet Chris said:

“I gave houses, or cars, or bought what they asked for. But not you, you’re my manager. During the off-season a manager who lives with me is more convenient than one who commutes.”

Dan’s eyes went round at the words giving houses or cars or buying what they asked for, and he realised he was an incorrigible materialist. But he had no intention of receiving a relationship allowance.

“Not a car either. You’d ask for a Ferrari, wouldn’t you? Even if Ferraris are rotting away in my garage I can’t have my manager driving one around.”

Chris, having changed the sheet, neatly changed the pillowcase too, and what the man was saying was absurd but the reality unfolding before his eyes was even more baffling.

‘You know how to clean?’

He wanted to ask that out of nowhere.

“I could buy clothes but you’re not that interested in clothes. You’re the first one to accept the team kit so nonchalantly. Well, alright. I can’t force it if you don’t want it. Tell me if you change your mind later. Either way I’m going to keep doing this.”

“…”

He tried indifferently to look away from reality regardless of what the man did or didn’t do, and Chris said firmly to that Dan:

“Write an undertaking.”

“What? What undertaking?”

“Write that you won’t refuse sex.”