#70

The clearly defined glans ruthlessly scraped against Tennessee’s inner flesh. It sliced through the body that had not yet adapted, sinking deep and slamming in so hard that it made him gasp for air. As Tennessee twisted his upper body, the muscles of his chest became prominent. As if possessed, Amber began to bite and lick them.

30 – Chapter

“Slo—!”

He didn’t even have time to finish the word. Amber adjusted his posture and thrust his hips repeatedly, driving himself even deeper. With a sharp push, Amber’s massive manhood buried itself completely, all the way to the root.

“Ugh,”

Tennessee had already known about Amber’s size, but having that huge thing fully erect and pushed in to the hilt naturally stole the breath from his lungs. He tried to tell him to go slow, but as if anticipating it, Amber buried his lips against Tennessee’s, blocking his mouth. He sucked on Tennessee’s tongue with a relentless persistence.

Soon, Amber gripped Tennessee’s waist firmly and began to put more power into the swing of his hips.

“Ah, does it hurt? Ugh, hng, ah… ah, what do I do, my hips, hng, my hips won’t stop, Tennessee, ah, ha, I’ll finish soon, hngh—”

Finally, the strength left his arms, and Amber collapsed on top of Tennessee. Their flushed chests rubbed together, skin on skin. Gritting his teeth, Amber began to move his hips frantically.

The wet, slapping sounds echoed explicitly. Even with the awareness that he shouldn’t do this, that he shouldn’t push so hard, Amber simply couldn’t stop. He fought it, but the edge of pleasure was already in sight. The pleasure that had first pierced through Amber like a sharp edge now surged in like a massive wave.

“Ugh, aaah!”

Instinctively burying himself deep, Amber pressed his hips tight against Tennessee’s buttocks and began to ejaculate. His panting breath rose so sharply it felt as if it were choking his throat. Inside Tennessee, Amber’s member pulsed repeatedly. With every burst of white fluid, Amber let out a desperate, boiling moan. After twitching his hips and spending himself, Amber, now devoid of the strength to even breathe, shuddered his entire body and hugged Tennessee tightly.

Even after such a release, Amber’s member did not lose its firmness. Remaining buried inside Tennessee, Amber barely managed to lift his own body. Panting heavily, Amber finally raised his head.

“Tennessee… ha, ah, hng, Tennessee.”

“Ha… you.”

Through a blurred vision, Tennessee saw him wiping his forehead. Still not pulling out, Amber tentatively gauged his reaction. Amber quickly checked below. He had moved so much and been so ruthless, but fortunately, there was no bloodshed. However, Tennessee’s brows were firmly furrowed.

“Amber.”

Looking crestfallen, Amber slowly withdrew his shaft, which was coated in all sorts of fluids. The long pillar took a while to fully slide out.

When the reddish glans finally emerged, Tennessee trembled with a single moan. Before the twitching Tennessee could let Amber lose his mind again, Tennessee grabbed hold of his sanity.

“Amber!”

“Yes? Yes. Yes, I’m here.”

He had barely regained his senses; he hadn’t fully returned to his usual self. Amber stared blankly at Tennessee’s member, which was half-erect from the previous stimulation.

I want to eat it. I want to take it deep in my mouth and slam it against my uvula. Then Tennessee would grip the back of my head tightly. He would command me to lick it up with strength in my tongue, to suck the tip.

Amber’s member, soiled with white fluid, began to leak slowly. Noticing this, Tennessee gripped his waist and pushed himself up.

“Te, Tennessee.”

Amber, having finally regained half his reason, sat up, but Tennessee sat haphazardly in a chair without any intention of covering his naked body. He let out a small groan.

Lighting a cigarette, Tennessee did not look pleased at all. Was it because he was too rough? Because he pushed it all in when he was told it wouldn’t fit? Because he moved too fast? Or perhaps because he came in less than thirty minutes? If I try just one more time, I think I can bear it. If he gives me one more chance…

“…Ha.”

Tennessee could see clearly that Amber’s mind was racing. Having reached a decision, Tennessee beckoned Amber with his hand. Taking a deep drag of the lit cigarette, Tennessee delivered his ultimatum. No matter if it was his first time,

“From now on, you absolutely must use a condom.”

Tennessee’s crossed thigh was a mess of fluids. Since he hadn’t cleaned himself up, something leaked down the moment he spoke. Tennessee clicked his tongue.

“Yes. I understand.”

“And pull out when I tell you to.”

The expression on Amber’s face, which had been a compliant “Yes,” instantly crumbled.

“…Was this… by any chance, forced?”

Amber looked like a prisoner awaiting a death sentence. Tennessee could tell that his next word would determine the course of Amber’s life.

Forced? In Tennessee’s eyes, Amber had a side of him that was far too cruel to himself. Exhaling smoke, Tennessee shook his head.

“Tell me, if I had said I hated it, would you have kept going?”

If he had truly hated it, it wouldn’t have ended with those kinds of words. Tennessee recalled the moment he had hugged Amber as the latter clung to him desperately.

“No.”

“Right. I know.”

Only then did Amber press his body against him with a long sigh of relief. Their wet bodies fit and collided like puzzle pieces. Having sat naked without a robe, his body, which had been cooling down, filled with warmth again.

“…Still, you need to be punished.”

“What?”

Amber looked up. Through the smoke, he saw the soft curve of Tennessee’s eyes, brimming with mischief.

“You’re grounded for seven days, Amber.”

Rather than the severity of the punishment, Amber found it harder to believe the fact that he was being disciplined. Naturally, Amber’s handsome brow furrowed.

“Tennessee, I’m an adult and we are in an equal relationship—”

As he spoke, a massive intuition made Amber shut his mouth. It was dangerous to say more. Sure enough, Tennessee, as he put out his cigarette, wore a meaningful smile.

“…But if Tennessee tells me to, then that’s how it is. Seven days starting today, right?”

Though he shuddered at the fact that he was being treated like a child, Amber’s keen intuition continued to warn him. It told him to just keep his mouth shut rather than talk back.

So, Amber began to negotiate.

“I admit to all charges, I’ll cooperate, please reduce it to three days.”

Staying home didn’t matter at all. However, it bothered him that Tennessee often went out while he wouldn’t be able to accompany him.

Grocery shopping with Tennessee, visiting famous restaurants in downtown, taking walks and watching movies—these were some of Amber’s greatest joys. To not be able to do any of that for a whole week! It was cruel.

“No.”

“…I’m going to sue.”

Amber was thinking like a true American.

“Consider yourself lucky that I’m not forbidding this.”

And then, Tennessee casually spread his legs in front of Amber. The fluid Amber had just spent flowed down his thigh.

Unconsciously, Amber licked his dry lips. Tennessee lit a second cigarette. Tennessee hadn’t been able to ejaculate earlier.

“Come here, Amber.”

There was no way Amber would refuse.

* * *

After washing off his sweat-soaked body, Tennessee stepped out to find Amber gone. The car keys were still there, and his wallet and phone were neatly on the kitchen counter.

Drying his hair, Tennessee started walking. Even for a young man, having come three times should have left him languid, but thinking back, Amber had been moving busily.

He doesn’t rest much unless I’m in bed.

With that realization, Tennessee went to find Amber.

He found him in the study. Amber was sitting on the floor in front of the bookshelf, with things spread out everywhere. When Tennessee made his presence known, Amber looked back, and his face was overflowing with happiness.

How to put it—it wasn’t simple happiness. It seemed to be a different kind of emotion than when Amber stroked Tennessee’s cheek and locked eyes after they had been physically connected. It was as if a tsunami of emotion and every possible feeling had swept over Amber, not just soaking him, but pulling him down and submerging him in the deep sea.

Then, Tennessee’s gaze shifted past Amber. The edge of something that had been hidden by Amber’s six-foot-plus frame peeked out. Amber spread them out in front of Tennessee.

Countless photographs. There were so many that if gathered, they easily exceeded the thickness of a finger joint. Since they were photos accumulated over several years, it was natural in a way. Tennessee couldn’t keep every single photo he received in reports about Amber, so he had culled them, but as the years passed, they had grown into this pile.

“You were watching me all along.”

At that time, Tennessee could have sworn to God that he didn’t have those kinds of feelings for Amber. He had simply been worried. Whether he was being severely punished under the guise of discipline, whether he was being discriminated against or bullied—things like that. At least, whether there were problems that he could solve with a gun.

Even if he went back to the past, he would do the same, but as Tennessee wondered if he should make a superficial excuse, Amber was spreading the photos out with a beaming, goofy smile.

“…This is my baseball game.”

Amber immediately recognized the photo of himself on the mound wearing a baseball glove. That year, the high school Amber attended had won the Michigan State High School Baseball Championship.

I wish Tennessee would come. I wish he would see me. No, I don’t want to show him this side of me. I want to go to him once I’m an adult. Those days had been riddled with such conflict.

“I imagined it at least once. Imagining that I’d scan the stands and suddenly find Tennessee.”

Because of that, it became a habit to peek at the crowd whenever he played a baseball game.

Ryker, we’re all here! Where are you looking! Cody had once shouted while gesturing toward the fence. But throughout four years of high school, Tennessee had never come once. Not a single time.

He thought it was inevitable. Just a gap that had to be endured. He was busy, and Amber had always been pushed down his priority list, so it was only natural that he wouldn’t come to a trivial high school baseball game; it was just that Amber was asking for too much.

But that wasn’t the case.

Even if he couldn’t come in person, he had always been watching him.