Am I Your Test Subject?

It has been three days but Alain Boden could not adapt with the situation he was in. He was a proud heir of a marquis and yet he had to lower his head to a young noble whose title was still one level lower than his courtesy title.

To make it worse, his younger brother whom he looked down upon since young was always by the side of the young noble Huvel Senebres and looked at him with eyes full of pity. It felt as if his brother had a higher status than him in the castle and it hurt his pride.

"If only I had not looked for that viscount brat…"

He could only lament while he was alone in his small room. He regretted for making himself known to the rotten viscount. It was also a part of his father's fault for not telling him about that viscount in advance. Had he told, he would not have deliberately gone and provoked that viper-like boy.

Because of the agreement between his father and Viscount Senebres, he had to come to the viscount's castle like a prisoner. He was not allowed to bring his servants and that stressed him since the servants of the viscount were not very courteous to him.

"Did he tell his servants that I'm just a bastard that came from nowhere?"

Such thought came to his mind but he could not complain about it. After all, he was a guest only in name and the real purpose of his presence in the viscount's castle was to serve as a hostage in order to make his father keeps his promise.

Alain lay on the bed after lunch since he had nothing to do. He was woken up by some unpleasant feeling after a short nap. He opened his eyes in annoyance.

"WHHHH… Who are you?!" He screamed as he saw a face as pale as that of a corpse as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Hmm? He can see you?"

"It seems like it. How strange!"

Alain calmed down a little after hearing human language from the pale face in front of him. He looked at the corner of his room where another voice came from.

"Brat… Ahem! Lord Senebres, why are you in my room?!" Alain asked Huvel who was sitting leisurely at the corner. "What are you doing here while I was sleeping? And who is this…?"

Alain glanced at the man in front of him. The man looked like a hucervid but his skin was unnaturally white that it almost looked like the skin was radiating light. Moreover, he was fully naked!

"Gosh!" he screamed inwardly. "Am I being bedded by two men now? I heard that that viscount brat like to sleep with men. He is doing it to me?! And together with a companion at that! Oh, my sinful father, come and see how your son is suffering because of your bad deeds!"

"Ha! What a wholesome expression! Your face looks like your life had fallen into shit."

"WHAT?!" Alain raged. "You shameless bastard! You are the one doing things to me! Hmm… why are you clothed?"

"Huh? Should I not be clothed?!"

Alain wanted to slap his mouth for saying that out. He calmed himself and wondered whether the viscount brat had 'done the deed' to him or not. He looked down at himself to see if his pants were still on him. His pants were still there! He came to realize that he was overthinking.

When he looked up while being ashamed of his own misunderstanding, he caught a glimpse of the groin of the ghastly man. There was nothing! There was literally nothing! It was clear and smooth, without any cloth, without any hair!

"He… He is…"

Alain, who turned his head to Huvel to ask about the clear groin, was met by Huvel's grin.

"Hey, were you thinking about something naughty just now?" Huvel said as he walked closer to Alain's bed. "Did you think I pounded you while you were asleep? Huh! Crazy dude! Maybe, you actually want to be pounded!"

"What? No! Ahh!"

Alain put his hands before his mouth that made a shameful moan. He did not what happened to him but his body jolted unconsciously.

"Hmm… what happened?" the ghastly man said as if he was talking to himself. "Did I poked somewhere I should not have?"

"Be careful with your mana," Huvel said to the man. "He will die instantly if you lose control of your mana, you know?"

"Mana? I will die? What are you guys talking about?" Alain interrupted the two as he was confused by their conversation.

"What is that spot?" the ghastly man asked, ignoring Alain. "His reaction was indeed interesting. I want to examine that place more."

"It seems he can see you because you are connected to him through your mana," Huvel spoke to himself. He then looked at the ghastly man and continue, "Anyway, I think I know the spot you just poked. If my guess is true, that spot is not dangerous. Try poking it slowly again."

"Hey!" Alain shouted. "Why are you brats ignoring… GAH!!! Wh… What did you do to me? Ahhh!! Ahhh! AHHH!!!"

Alain could not control his voice and let out distorted noises. His body as well was not in his control and jolted continuously. He felt strange inside his body, especially around his waist.

"Why this spot has this much control over his whole body?" the ghastly man asked Huvel.

"It was the 'soft spot' of men," replied Huvel. "If you continue rubbing it softly, he will squirt sperms."

"So, this is the sperm milking spot."

"Pfft! 'Sperm milking spot'? Yes, you can put it that way."

"Nghh! Ahh… nnnnn!"

While they were busy talking, Alain shook uncontrollably and squirted huge loads of cum inside his pants. His whole body went limp after his power blast.

Alain flushed red with embarrassment. He could not look at the boy he used to call rotten brat and buried his head under the pillow. While he thought of pretending to fall asleep to hide his embarrassment, he heard a familiar voice.

"My lord, I kept knocking but I heard no reply so pardon my intru… Wait? What is this smell? What are you doing with my brother?!"