Chapter９

Chaninleanedbackonthesofainacomfortableposition,coveredhismouthslightly,andstretchedouthishandtopullupthebeltofhisrobetoseparatethenecklineofhisrobe.Sittingonthetrestlebridge,youcanclearlyseeallpartsofyourbody.Especiallywheretherearenofortifications,itisnormalforhimtovisitRan'sroomwithoutwearinganything.Chaninwasembarrassedtobenakedinfrontofeachotherthistime.Hefeltthathiswholebodywasseenthrough,andevendeepdown,hisfaceandneckweresteamingredandswollen.Youreyesareafraidtocoordinatewiththepeopleacrossthestreet,andtheykeepstaringintoyoureyes.

Lanesmiledwithsatisfaction,andeverythingonhismouthforgotthathehadbeensmokinguntiltheashesfelltotheground,justtoseewhatwouldhappennext.WhenhesawthatChanindidn'ttakeaction,heshouted.

"You'llchangeyourmindnow."

Chanincametolife.Hebitthespeakerintheeye.Herepeatedit.

"Iwill."

Ranstretchedouthishandalittleandinvitedhimtodoitquickly.Hethenstartsmoving,pouringtheliquidfromhishandbottle,smearingitonthesiliconerod,andthenapplyingittosensitiveareaswherethesiliconerodwillbesoaked.

ThelookonChanin'sfacedidn'tshowhisfeelingsatall,butshecouldvisuallyseehowmuchChaninswallowed,andevenresentherselfforputtingtheyoungmaninadilemma,butthat'sit.JustwhatRandwanted.

Chaningavehimselfabeattosoberhimselfforawhile,andwhenhewasabletocalmdown,hegentlyopenedhispassagewithhisfingertipsuntilhefeltacceptablebeforehebegantoinsertthetipofthesilicone.Astrangefeelingandslightpainmadehercoverherlipstightly,andinadvertentlymadealittleuncomfortablesound,whichmadehersmilewider.Atlastthesmilewassobroadthatalmostalltheteethwereseenthatthedildowasalmostinserted.

"Thisisherchild."

ChaningnashedhisteethandRansuddenlysatirizedhismother,buthecouldonlybreatheinbeforetakingRan'sordersagain.

"Completed,ifitisnotcompleted,theagreementwillberegardedasinvalid."

Itishardtomasturbateinfrontofthosewhoarestaringathimtodestroyhim,anditisevenmoredifficulttobedoneso.Chanindoesn'twanttoarguethathedoesn'thavesuchtaste,andthisishisfirsttime,butitisalsoawasteofenergy.Youcanonlyconcentrateonimaginingyourself.

But,asIsaid,itwasdifficultevenifheusedassistiveequipment,andtheyoungmandidn'tfeelanyspringsleepiness,andthepartthatshouldhavebeenkeptdidn'trespondtotouch,onlypressure,whichpouredonhimuntilhishandsomefacelookedserious.

Runsawhisbrother'sexpressiontryingtocompletethetask,but"thatpart"didn'tcooperate,sohesmiledandputforwardhisownopinion.

"Trytoturnontheswitchtogetyouinthemood."

Althoughherefused,hefinallydidasRunasked.Hesaidnothing,andslidthetipofhisthumbontotheswitch,andthedildotrembledslightly,givinghimamorestrangefeelingthanbefore.Butitdoesn'tmakepeoplefeelemotional.

It'smorestressful...Nowthepressureistoogreat,andhewantstostopthiscrazybehavior.

"It'snouse."

LetChanintakecareofitforawhile,andwhenheseesthateverythingisthesame,Runmutters,pourshispipeintotheashtray,standsupandgoesstraighttohissister.

"Iwillhelpyouachieveit."

Chanin'seyeswidened.BeforehecouldaskRanwhathewasthinking,theotherpersonwavedhishandholdingthesiliconestickanddidithimself.

Intheblinkofaneye,thesiliconerodwasinsertedalmostatonce,whichmadehisbodyalittlethick.Whenhesuddenlyfeltuncomfortable,hislipsletoutascreamofpain.Seeingsweatonhisbrother'shandsomeface,hesmiledandadjustedthevibrationofthesexualequipment.Chaninfelthiswholebodytremble.

Chanin'sinpain...Buthedidn'tevensayaword.Healsoknowshowmuchharmhisactionshavecausedtoeachother'sbodies.

Sowhat,itcan'tcomparewitheverythinghehasexperiencedinhislife!

"Iwillmakeyouhappy."

Thewordthatfelloutofherbeautifulmouthwasnotkind,butathreatfromdeath.BeforeChaninhadachancetoacceptorrefuse,Runmovedandpulledthesiliconestickinandout,andtheuncomfortablefeelingrolledonherstomach.Bigclaspedhands,enduringpainfultorments,thediscomfortturnsintoromancebeforeastrokewhenthetipofasiliconesticktouchessomewhereinside.

"Damn..."

"Righthere."

LanesmiledandlookedawayfromChanina'ssweatyface.Sensitivepartsofherbodybegantochange,stiffeninglittlebylittle.

Hissteamingfacewasashamedofhisphysicalreaction.Whileitseemsexcitingthathewasinthissituationforthefirsttime,itisnotbecauseofhiscraftsmanship,whichisevenmoreembarrassing.

Tomakemattersworse,Ranndidn'tlethimhandleitbyhimself.Seeinghisopportunitytobullyhisyoungerbrother,hebecamemoreimpulsive,sothatChaninhadtoleanagainsthischair,hisbodybecamepowerless,andhismindseemedtostopforawhile.Unabletocontrolhimself,hewascaughtinthespellofanunconsciousdemon,andcouldonlypantandrespondtothethrillsofhiswholebody.

Afterawhile,allthedepressiongushedout,uh,milkyliquid,symbolizingthehappinessofaman,andsplashedonhisstomach.Now,Lanefinallyputdownhishandandgotridofhisabuseofmen.

"Itfeelsgood,doesn'tit?Ihaven'ttouchedyou.Yourbody...whatawhore."

Inthissecond,sheregainedconsciousness.Herslendereyesstruckwithhersmile.Chaninclaspedhismouthbeforeansweringinastiffvoice.

"Areyousatisfied?"

Lanedidn'tanswer,smiledinhisthroatandwalkedbacktohisseat.

"Thereisnothingwrongwithteasinglikeyourmother.Suspicionisgenetic."

Onceagain,hismotherChanintriedtorestrainherselffrompunchingeachotherintheface,pushedherselfintoherseat,andsoonreturnedtotheagreedthing.

"Ididwhatyouwanted.Icangotoyourmother,right?"

"Iremembertellingyouthatyouneedtoysandyoumakethemyourself,notme."

Chaninpaused,andnowherealizedthathehadfallenintoRun'strap.Justbeforehehaddoneithimself,itwasalloverinRun'shands.

SoRandwon'taccepthisdeal.

Damnit,embarrassingshame,whatdidyoujustdo?

Intheabsenceofanycontroversy,hefearedthathehadjustbeenfascinatedbytheotherparty'sbehavior,onlythathumancarnaldesiresweremoreterriblethananythingnow.Ididn'texpecttobringdespairintheend.

"ThenI'llgo."

Chaninknewhemightflirtwithhimthistimeandnotlethimgotohismotheraccordingtohisownwishes,sohedidn'tcomeforward.Hethoughttohimselfthattherewouldstillbeachancetocalmhimdownfirstandthencomeback.

Butasexpected,hesaid,ashefellfromhischairandarrangedhisrobes.

"TomorrowI'llhaveMamorutakeyou,andtodaygetoutofhere."

ChaninalooksupandlooksatRunindisbelief.Doyouseewhatshelookslike?Runsmiled.

"Ornot?"

"Thankyou."

Chaninimmediatelyclippedit,bentitslightly,thendisappeared,leavingtheroom,allowingRuntotakethetimetoadmirethechairspeciallyorderedforthispurpose.

Chanindidn'tfeelgood,butdepressed.Hehasneverlostsomuchdignity.AlthoughRandidn'ttouchhisbody,hewasraped.

Evenifhevolunteered...

Hetriedtogetridofhismelancholybecausehedidn'twanttoupsethismother,andwhenhesawhisface,Mamorusenthimtothehospitalearlyinthemorning,leavingChaninaloneinthewardwithhismother.

No...Notalone.Alone.Onlyintheanteroom,theroomwascrowdedwithpeoplewhohadbeenorderedtoguardthem.

Likeaprisoner...

Whenthemother,whowashalfsittingandhalflyinginbed,shouted,Chanincouldn'thelpthinking,butshegaveup.

"Haveyoubeenworkinghardlately?Youlooktired.Youdon'tlookverygood."

"Oh,yes."

AccepteditbecauseIdidn'twanttoexplainanything.Themiddle-agedwoman,whonowhasnochemotherapyhaironherhead,smiledandacceptedherson'sinterview,thengentlystretchedoutahandthatwasalmostskinnyandgentlyheldthebigone.

"Ifyouaretired,bearit.Youaregoingtohelphisbrotherwithhiswork.Hewillalsohelpus.Don'tlethimdown."

Chaninnoddedandaccepted,frustratedthathismotherhadshownsuchadmirationforthestepson.Althoughhehadonlymetafewtimesbefore,whenhewasachild,judgingfromthesmileonhisface,hewasstillachild.Hedidn'tknowwhatwasgoingonuntilRancametohelpthemanddidashetoldhismother.Inthisway,shewillknowwhatsheshouldknow.Otherwise,shewouldbeshockedbeforeshediedofcancer.

"Mom,don'tworry,I'mrighthere.Momshouldtakegoodcareofherself.Ifthereisanything...contactmeorcontactthepolicequickly."

Intheend,Prayotchaninspokeinsuchalighttonethatshecouldhardlyhearhim,althoughsheknewshecouldnotcontacthimanywaybecausehewascutofffromallchannelsofcommunication.Theonlywayistocontactthepolice.Shelaughedwhensheheardit.

"Whatwillhappentome,Chanin?Iamsosickthatnoonewillbesomeanandevenwanttodosomethingforthesick.That'swhatyouare,takegoodcareofyourself.IheardRanhewillbuyallhisstockback.MaybeyouandLanewillhavemoreenemiesinthefuture,sobecarefulandremindLanetobecareful."