First Boy In 16 Years

The next morning, Karl informed the butler of Mustero household that the second young lord, Huvel Mustero, was not dead. The news quickly spread and everyone in the courtyard, especially the ones who personally saw the hole in Huvel's chest, were shocked and could not believe the news. Many servants swarmed around Huvel's house to see if he was actually alive. When the crowd became larger, the butler came out of the house. He announced that the second young lord was indeed alive and his funeral ceremony was thus cancelled.

Some servants still lingered around the house even after the butler left, hoping to see a glimpse of the young master who returned from dead.

"What if he was possessed?!" said a servant.

"Maybe he become a zombie," added another one.

"There is no way a human with a hole in the heart could live! Unless…"

"…"

The butler sent two new servants since one of the former servants had left and the maid was dead. He also sent some furniture to replace the ones sold off by the young master when he was drunk. Both the new servants were male. One was a cook and the other was tasked to housekeeping. Karl also lived in the house and his job was mostly to run errands for Huvel. The first errand he did after the furniture arrived was to accompany his master to a smithy.

Looking at his body in a mirror as tall as him, Huvel sighed in disappointment. His height was not short but he was too thin. Before, he used to pretend to be trash by drinking wine all day and making sex with women very often. He regretted doing such things since he had knowledge of his past life now. Not eating enough nutrients during the time while he was still growing was a big mistake. And ejaculating very often made it worse. The effects of his actions were obvious on his current skinny body!

He instructed the cook about the diet he wanted. He then drew some pictures of dumbbell sets and made an order to a blacksmith. The blacksmith was puzzled by the odd order but that was an easy task for him so he accepted the order.

Huvel was a regular to the gym in his past life. He was not addicted to muscles nor determined to be a beef-cake. He just wanted to keep his body fit and more importantly, he liked watching clumsy young boys working very hard!

"This time, I have to do exercise alone. It will be boring but stay strong me! You have to be healthy for your future!" He reminded himself.

After calculating his expanses, Huvel decided to continued his former façade.

"Karl, find me a prostitute again."

"… Yes, master."

"But this time, find a male prostitute." He said gleefully.

"Understood… Wait, what?! What do you mean, young master?"

Huvel already told Karl not to say unnecessary things even if they were alone since there might be eavesdroppers. So, he dared not ask much but he really was confused.

"As I said, bring me a boy. I don't like women anymore." Huvel replied offhandedly.

"Huh...! As you wish master."

Karl was dumfounded by Huvel's words but as he was a man of few words, he did not ask more and went out to fulfil his task.

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"Master, I've brought someone you asked for!" Karl reported after 3 days since he received the task.

"Took you long enough. Bring him in." Huvel replied. He looked at the door with high anticipation. He was excited to see the boy who would become his 'first' in his current life.

"He was very reluctant to enter the duke's courtyard so I gave him his 3 days' worth in advance." Karl continued as the boy he brought came into Huvel's room.

As soon as the person behind Karl entered the room, an unfamiliar smell filled the room. It was a sweet and heavy smell. Huvel could vaguely guess the origin the smell since he used to get the smell from his mother; rouge! But the smell in his room now was ten times heavier than when he was around his mother.

"I thank Sir Huvel for inviting me. My name is Jose." The young prostitute said in a high pitch voice as he bowed.

Huvel was dumbfounded when see the prostitute boy that bowed him fearfully. His face was ghostly white with make-up and there was heavy rouge on his cheeks as if it was not a human face but a white wall that had red paint on it. He wore a cheap red dress with white embroideries. His medium-long hair was tied into a bun.

Huvel wanted to scold Karl for giving that boy 3 days' worth in advance. He was not turned-off by cross-dressers but the boy in front of him was on a different level! He could not imagine himself spending even a night with that boy!

However, when he looked at Karl to scold him, his eyebrows twitched. Karl held his head high and looked at him with sparkling eyes as if he was waiting for the compliment he deserved! Seeing that, he could not bring himself scold Karl. After all, there was no way for Karl to know his taste. All he did was bringing a male prostitute just as he was ordered.

"You have done well Karl. Show him his room and the way to the bathroom. Then you may retire for the rest of the day." Huvel said weakly.

He then turned towards Jose. He did not want to waste the meal that was already paid for. So, he decided to have a go with him at least one.

"You, go wash off your make-up and come back to this room after changing into man's clothes!"

"Eh! Pardon me sir, I did not bring any man's clothes!" Jose protested.

"If you don't have, don't wear anything." Huvel said coldly and no longer paid him any attention.

Both Karl and Jose bowed and left the room dejectedly. While Karl felt a little disappointed of how his master did not praise him enough, Jose was quite depressed because he seemed to have offended a noble.

Huvel lied down on his bed when he was alone. He put his hand on his forehead and closed his eyes; he was, then, lost in thoughts.

"Maybe male prostitutes are rare things in this world. Let alone high-quality ones, it would be hard to even find another one. I can see that the road of my future is full of obstacles." He sighed inwardly.

"Do I have to find out gays with my gaydar and seduce them myself?"

While Huvel was thinking of many other things, he heard a knock on the door.

"Sir Huvel, I've washed up. May I come in?" Jose's voice came through the door.

"You may." Huvel replied without opening his eyes.

Jose entered the room. He brought the fresh smell of soap as he came close to the side of the bed. Huvel turned his head to the side without sitting up and slowly opened his eyes. The sight that entered his eyes when he opened his eyes was a young boy standing timidly with blushed red face. And there was not a single piece of cloth on him!

"Oh! You look pretty good in your birthday suit!" Huvel said playfully.