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Squeezing his back with all his might to refuse entry, Joel shouted quietly with an aggrieved voice.
“You damn bastard! Ha-ooht, stop it!”
“Yes, Joel. I’m going crazy with desire too. I want to enter you right now. So, just relax a little…”
‘No, that’s not what I mean!’
It looked like he was truly about to spend a second night with him.
Judging by how the Crown Prince didn’t understand even when he cursed, he seemed to be out of his mind.
Joel decided he had no choice but to back down.
“Th-Then just don’t put it in! Ha-ooht, I really don’t want that.”
“Then just a finger.”
“Ah, aang. Ah. Not that either! Hnnt. Ma-M-Might as well, ooht. Take that finger out right now.”
He threatened that if the Crown Prince didn’t take it out immediately, he would never see him again.
At last, the finger that had been persistently rubbing and tormenting his inside was withdrawn.
Joel could relax a little.
The Crown Prince, who felt regretful and fumbled over the opening for a while, eventually reached out and grabbed Joel’s front.
While obscenely holding and manipulating Joel’s organ with one hand, he began rubbing his fully erect penis between Joel’s buttocks with the other.
“Aaht, what is this, ha-ooht.”
“I’m not putting it in, so it should be fine, right?”
“No, why does it have to be, ah, ah-ah, ah! Ah!”
“Hoo, Joel, kkh.”
Kneeling and face down, Joel gasped, not knowing what to do.
Being stimulated simultaneously from the front and back felt like it would drive him crazy.
Saliva involuntarily drooled from his stupidly parted mouth.
Before he knew it, Joel had buried his face in the bedding and was voluntarily sticking his butt high up in the air.
He had long forgotten any sense of shame.
To be honest, he had to admit that the sensation of the Crown Prince’s penis pressed closely and rubbing against his back was driving him insane.
He wanted to forget everything and just sink into this dizzying sexual pleasure, but he couldn’t completely let go of his tension—because he didn’t know when the organ, which was roughly rubbing against his perineum, might change direction and pierce his anus—and because he might be heard by others if he screamed too loudly.
That point, in particular, was maddening for Joel.
The Crown Prince pressed his penis as close as possible to Joel’s perineum, then let out a low moan and began to ejaculate.
As he did so, he was simultaneously stimulating the tip of Joel’s glans by rubbing it hard with his thumb.
With that persistent manipulation, Joel also tightened his anus and reached his climax.
After his orgasm, an exhausted Joel went limp.
“Ah, hah, hah…”
If the Crown Prince hadn’t been firmly embracing his waist with one arm, he would have collapsed long ago.
Joel, who had relaxed all his tension, thinking it was finally over, was startled by the rude hand that began to persistently touch his anus in the next moment.
“Please, can’t you just permit it?”
The Crown Prince begged in an earnest tone, setting his fingers and prodding Joel’s anus, as if he would pierce it right away.
“Ah, no. That really can’t happen.”
“Please, just once. Just for a minute.”
“N-No… Aaht.”
“Then I will just insert it and keep it still.”
“I told you no, how many times, hnnht. D-Don’t touch me like that!”
Even though he desperately shook his head, the Crown Prince continued to insist.
This time, he seemed truly intent on insertion, even rubbing his glans directly onto the anus.
Realizing that he couldn’t persuade the Prince, whose eyes were bloodshot with arousal, Joel was finally freed from the threat of insertion only after offering to give him oral sex.
The Crown Prince, who accepted the offer, finally withdrew his hand.
As the hand that had been persistently tormenting his anus retreated, Joel finally felt relieved.
…But in the next moment, he didn’t know how he ended up inverted and face down on the Crown Prince’s body.
With his bare buttocks thrust towards the Crown Prince’s face, Joel fiercely held back his tears.
He felt like he would die of embarrassment.
As if to be fair—the Crown Prince’s fully erect penis was right in front of Joel’s nose.
Both of them were exposing their intimate parts to the other, but was it just his imagination that he was the only one feeling ashamed?
Joel sadly looked at the Crown Prince’s penis.
It was the first time he had seen the Crown Prince’s penis properly.
Revealed under the bright candlelight, it was much larger and more imposing than he had imagined.
It was to the extent that if someone had cut off a horse’s that and attached it there, he would have conceded, ‘Ah, so that was it.’
He had never seen his own organ this close up, so staring intently at another man’s penis made him feel scared, yet somehow complicated.
Joel reached out a trembling hand and lightly grasped the colossal shaft.
As Joel’s hand touched it, the already bobbing shaft gained even more tension.
Looking at it, thick with engorged veins, Joel was even more terrified.
Thinking that something like this had entered and exited his body made his legs feel numb.
Just as Joel squeezed his eyes shut and was about to bite the glans.
The Crown Prince licked a long line from the perineum up to the anus, behind Joel’s relaxed scrotum.
“Aaa-ooht!”
Immediately, Joel groaned and collapsed right onto the Crown Prince’s penis.
But he didn’t even have the presence of mind to register that his face was buried in the Crown Prince’s that.
Because something hot, damp, and cloth-like was consecutively rubbing against his anus.
It didn’t take long for him to realize that the source of that hot cloth was the Crown Prince’s tongue.
“A-Are you insane? Ha-ooht, what kind of disgusting, unng! Ah, stop it! Aang!”
Joel argued, suppressing the scream that burst out.
But the Crown Prince didn’t even reply now.
He was just busy forcefully holding his buttocks apart and passionately licking Joel’s backside.
The sensation of his tongue persistently licking every crease of his anus was horrifying.
Joel realized that the only way to bring the Crown Prince back to his senses was to make him orgasm once, so with tears in his eyes, he bit down on the glans in front of him.
“Hee-oohk…”
Whether by misfortune or luck—the Crown Prince instantly lifted his mouth from Joel’s buttock and let out a moan.
Joel, hoping that making him orgasm quickly would free him from this perverted act—meaning the act of having his anus licked—began to diligently suck the glans, which was about the size of a child’s fist.
However, Joel couldn’t keep it in his mouth for long and had to spit it out.
He barely had time to gasp before the even more aroused Crown Prince stiffened his tongue and thrust it into his anus.
“Ha-ooht, no…!”
Startled, Joel cried and tried to crawl forward, but his buttocks were grabbed by a rough hand and pulled back up.
Even though he squeezed his back with all his might, he couldn’t refuse entry.
The hot tongue forced its way past the clench of his sphincter and persistently rubbed and licked the inner wall.
He tightened his anus in physiological revulsion, but when he released the tension in surprise as the ridges of the tongue became more distinct, the tongue went deeper.
Joel could feel his backside convulsively clenching.
It was shocking that such an act could even exist, but it was also true that the pleasure the act gave was so intense it felt like his vision was turning inside out.
Unconsciously, his anus loosened.
The opening had become soft and yielding from the intense stimulation.
To the tongue’s movements obscenely stimulating his inner wall, Joel couldn’t hold back and ejaculated.
But even while he was ejaculating, the Crown Prince’s tongue showed no sign of withdrawing, and Joel barely managed to hold back the feeling that his eyes would roll back in overwhelming ecstasy.
Before he knew it, he was sobbing while rubbing his face against the Crown Prince’s penis.
By then, his vision had turned white.
‘Carlyle, you crazy bastard, you son of a bitch, you lunatic…’
He spat out insults as they came to mind, but the Crown Prince still didn’t even reply.
The movement of the hot piece of flesh burrowing into his backside and indiscriminately rummaging through his inner wall was also relentless.
His caresses were horrifyingly persistent and long.
Feeling the tongue passionately licking his back, Joel came one last time and then simply passed out.
The next day, the Crown Prince grabbed Joel, who was trying to flee to Benjamin’s carriage out of shame, and forcibly made him get into his carriage.
In the Crown Prince’s arms, Joel looked tearful.
Less than a day had passed since he had done that with the Crown Prince, and facing him in broad daylight made him feel like he would die of embarrassment.
The Crown Prince’s embrace, which he had desperately longed for even in his dreams before, now felt like hell.
To be honest, Joel had to admit that he hadn’t only entertained innocent fantasies about the Crown Prince either.
He had indulged in various imaginings with a somewhat guilty feeling, so he was no slouch when it came to perverted thoughts.
But the Crown Prince’s promiscuity far exceeded Joel’s sense of propriety, and when morning arrived, Joel, whose sanity had returned, naturally couldn’t help but blush intensely.
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