"Headache..." Chris felt like his head was splitting. At first, his vision was a little blurry, but then he successfully focused.

"Ethan..."

Ethan grabbed Chris' collar and pulled him up from the sofa.

"Chris, you did something incredible."

Chris could feel that Ethan was trying not to get angry, but the way he looked now was scary enough.

He rescued Nate, but Nate attacked him, which proved that he did something stupid.

"I don't know what's going on between you... I thought he was pitiful, so I let him go."

"Nate has been with me for so long just to get something he wants from me. I have been waiting for an opportunity, and today I finally found out his intentions when he took action, and I haven't even found out the boss behind him yet. , just let him go!" Ethan's eyes were so cold that they could freeze a person.

"How did I know these things?" Chris was also angry. How could you blame him? "And if it's an important prisoner, you should keep him under guard. Who asked you to leave?"

Ethan pulled Chris towards him, "I originally planned to torture that kid slowly, how are you going to compensate me now?"

"Compensation? Why should I? I am also a victim! I was beaten without warning!" Chris met Ethan's cold gaze stubbornly.

Ethan sneered and pushed Chris back onto the sofa. Chris thought he was going to be beaten, so he closed his eyes tightly and waited for a few seconds. There was no movement, but Ethan's knee pushed between his legs. Chris panicked and opened his eyes to see Ethan unbuttoning his own shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"Lie down and don't move, otherwise I can't guarantee that you won't get hurt."

Chris struggled to sit up, but was held down by Ethan again.

"Don't make me say it twice."

Ethan domineeringly stuffed his thumb into Chris' mouth and pressed his tongue hard.

"Uh..." Chris could only make a sound, but could not speak. He wanted to bite Ethan's finger hard, but he couldn't find the strength. His mouth opened in pain, and drool flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Chris, you know how I am, I hate it when people touch my things. This is punishment."

Ethan lowered his head and pushed his hot tongue into Chris' mouth.

Chris felt like he was suffocating, and Ethan's hands began to move around his body. Chris felt a little dizzy, not sure if it was because of the previous attack. But the signals from the body to the brain are crystal clear.

Wherever Ethan touches, there will be a tingling sensation like an electric shock. Chris's body seemed to be held by Ethan's hands. The fingers of those hands rubbed his nipples slowly and forcefully, then moved down to measure his waist, and then peeled off the obstructive pants.

"Aha~" Chris was finally able to take a deep breath. His chest was heaving. His underwear just slid down a little, and his penis popped out. I don't know when it got hard, and it felt uncomfortable. He wanted to reach out and pull up his pants to cover him, but Ethan was the first to hold his penis. "Let go--"

"No, Chris, you can't use this place, you have to use this place this time."

"Where are you touching!"

Ethan's fingers gently rubbed around Chris's back hole, and then slowly inserted his fingers.

"Asshole!" Chris twisted his waist and tried to get rid of Ethan's fingers, but to no avail.

Ethan's fingers went deeper and deeper, exploring everywhere inside without mercy. With the movements of his fingers, Chris's body trembled instinctively.

"Do you like being pressed here?"

"stop..."

Chris felt like the strength to speak was being taken away from him.

Then, he felt some cool, slippery liquid entering his body again with Ethan's two fingers.

The cold mucus seemed to be stirred with something called fear, slowly spreading throughout his body.

Ethan wanted to intervene, and he understood Ethan's intention.

"Ethan don't...I'm afraid...let me go..."

Ethan kissed his Adam's apple, his collarbone, and his nipples comfortingly. Then he took the soft little thing into his mouth and teased it gently with his tongue.

Chris had never had his nipples sucked before, and Ethan's tongue rolled over every sensitive nerve in his body. It couldn't be any more! He raised his waist and couldn't help but ejaculate all the semen. But even so, there was still an infinite feeling of emptiness in his body, traveling along with his sensitive nerves.

He wanted to cum again, and again, but that wasn't enough. He also wanted Ethan's fingers to touch the comfortable places in his body. A horrible thought came over him, that he wanted something inserted into him.

Fear and desire, these two emotions suddenly intertwined.

It was as if there was a voice in his body saying to him: "Maybe give it a try. Let him come in and try."

"No, why should I be humiliated by him like this? This is rape!"

"As long as you agree to it, it's not. It's just using each other, you using him, making yourself more comfortable. Letting him serve you. It's a fun new experience, don't you always like new things? Why do you have to hold back every time something interesting happens?"

"What if it's fundamentally different than imagined?"

"So it was just a failed experience. Come on, Chris, you're not prejudiced against gays, are you?"

"Yeah, I don't have that bias."

"Just do it, it's no big deal."

After this exchange of ideas, Chris asked softly: "Ethan, are you going to step in?"

"If you don't agree, I won't get involved."

"You can." Chris turned his head shyly. He didn't dare to look at Ethan. He didn't want to see Ethan's teasing expression on his face. But Ethan didn't. Ethan was slightly shocked, and then he used his hard penis to rub back and forth on Chris's back hole, then pressed it against the small hole and slowly moved inside.

"Relax honey, it's too tight and you can't get in."

"I don't know how to relax."

Ethan kissed Chris again and stirred his tongue wantonly in Chris' mouth. Chris was helpless and even fell into a state of confusion and infatuation. Just like that, Ethan inserted it bit by bit.

Chris felt the hot and tingling pain in his tight hole down there, but the deeper he went in, the hotter and more satisfied he became.

At this time, he had never experienced a feeling before. It was neither as disgusting nor as joyful as he had imagined. A sense of calm overcame all emotions.

Ethan: "I'm going to move."

After saying that, Ethan's penis began to thrust into Chris's body.

"Ah~ahha~ah~" Chris gasped unrecognizably, and his body was wet and rocked against the sofa.

"Haha, you look so horny like this. Chris, you are so cute. Why didn't you come here earlier? Chris! You little rascal, why have you been hiding from me!" Ethan became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. Strength.

There were many times when Chris was pushed to a comfortable place, and his body spasmed uncontrollably. "Ethan, no~ I can't~ slow down!"

"Chris, you're being fucked so good right now, say slow down. Do you want me to film it and show it to you? Hey, Chris, answer me."

"Hmm~E--"

Ethan pulled out his penis, took off the condom filled with cum, and threw it to the ground. Then he opened another one.

"Chris, do you still want it?"

"Want~"

"It seems like you only tell the truth when you're being fucked. Turn around, don't you even have the strength to turn around?"

"I can't use my strength..." Chris felt as if his body no longer belonged to him, and many actions were out of his control. He lay on the sofa as if in a dream, feeling Ethan's once again hardened penis coming in from behind.

I'm so satisfied and feel comfortable being with him. I thought it would be painful, but that feeling seemed to disappear. My body kept sweating and body fluids overflowed endlessly.

In comparison, all previous masturbation was so pale and boring.

"Chris, did you cry when I fucked you? Is this your first time having sex with someone else? Why are you holding back and not screaming? If you act coquettishly to me, I will make you feel more comfortable."

Chris meowed out like a kitten, and Ethan suddenly felt his blood surge and started thrusting harder.

There wasn't enough space on the sofa, so Ethan simply picked up Chris and walked into the bedroom. Chris hugged Ethan's neck tightly. He was afraid that he would fall because Ethan's penis was still inserted into his body.

Just like that, the two of them threw themselves on the bed together, messing up the sheets. This was the most special day in Chris's life. It was like a dream. All the senses were experiencing it so vividly that it seemed too real and fake.

"Dear, dear Chris." Ethan kept calling in his deep voice.

"Ethan, what do we mean by this..."

"Chris, you have always been my most beloved family member."

"Liar...you're always mad at me."

"That's because you always piss me off. Chris, come back to me, please."

Ethan hugged Chris tightly, as if he was afraid he would disappear.

Chris thought again of that summer afternoon many years ago, when they were stacking blocks together, and he would follow whatever Ethan did. He would follow wherever Ethan went. At that time, didn't he hate Ethan? Memory is like a puzzle piece that is missing some important information. After being filtered through layers of time, many past experiences have been simplified into a simple emotion.

Drowsily, as if he was asleep, but also not asleep, when Chris woke up, Ethan was still holding him from behind. They were all naked, and Ethan was pressed tightly against him, especially his lower body.

The bed was very messy. He had ejaculated many times last night and was sweating a lot. His body was sticky.

When making love, he only cared about the physical sensations, but now that his reason had returned, he was so shocked by the facts before him that he slapped himself in the face.

Why did you do these things with Ethan? He would be humiliated to death over this matter, and he would be too shameless to see anyone. This might be some way for Ethan to bully him.

Countless hypotheses emerged in his mind, and he carefully separated his body from Ethan's arms. He only moved slightly and woke up Ethan, who impatiently hugged him tightly again.

"Where to go?" Ethan asked.

"bath..."

"Get some more sleep, you need some rest."

"No, I can't sleep well like this."

"It's not good to sleep in my bed, but you can sleep happily in someone else's bed, right?"

"What do you mean."

"forget it."

"Whose bed did you say I slept in?" Chris immediately guessed the meaning of Ethan's words. Ethan was talking about staying at a classmate's house. "I'm just going to live with my classmates, why do you say that?"

"Chris, you don't have to start from the junior class. You went to that school just for that classmate, right?"

"...Yes. So what? I want to be friends with him. Don't worry about my affairs." Chris struggled to climb out of Ethan's arms. At this time, Chris had a terrible guess in his mind. "Ethan, when you had sex with me last night, was it because you suspected that I had done it with someone else?"

"I didn't think about it that way. I just wanted to possess you as soon as possible. You know, I can always get what I want."

"Possess me? We just did it once, and you want to possess me? Stop dreaming. We just get what we need."

"It seems I satisfied you last night." Ethan closed his eyes with a happy expression, which made Chris even more annoyed. He staggered out of bed, his legs so weak that he could hardly stand up. Chris had to hold on to the bedside cabinet to stand up with difficulty. "My dear, you are free, but it looks like you can't walk anymore? Are you sure you want to go to school like this?"

"Shut up! What the hell did you do to me."

"Did everything you like~"