Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]-Chapter 164: Damien And Zima (Part 4)

His body responded naturally, his now-relaxed entrance smoothly accommodating Zima’s slick finger without resistance.

Zima’s gentle fingers moved tenderly, and Damien’s mind raced ahead to what would come next, causing his penis to twitch involuntarily.

As he occasionally licked the trembling organ, Zima continued to loosen Damien’s anus with a pleased expression on his face.

Once he was sure Damien had relaxed enough, Zima withdrew his fingers.

Even this simple action had overwhelmed him with sensation, leaving Damien completely exhausted.

But as Damien anticipated Zima’s large penis, a wave of excitement made his body heat up.

He found himself staring intently at Zima, and when their eyes met, Zima smiled.

It was supposed to be a gentle smile, yet it carried an undeniably sensual undertone.

Zima then leaned down and placed a soft, lingering kiss on Damien’s fully opened entrance.

"Ah...♡"

Damien, already thoroughly melted by the sensations, felt pleasure from that alone.

Then, as if to show off his impressive penis, Zima stroked it a few times before pressing the tip of his penis gently against Damien’s entrance.

"Ahh...♡ Nnnnnngh...♡"

Slowly, Zima pushed deeper inside Damien, filling him inch by inch.

Unlike the overwhelming pressure from others like Theo, this time it was a satisfying presence that filled him completely.

Just being entered made Damien feel like he might lose control.

"Ahh...♡ There...♡ Not there...♡ Nooo...♡♡"

Just as Damien thought that, Zima hit his most sensitive spot perfectly, making him climax almost instantly.

Even without being touched, his semen erupted forcefully.

"Wait...♡ Ahh...♡ N-no...♡ I’m... coming...♡♡ Ahh...♡ Please, don’t move yet...♡♡♡"

Even as Damien was climaxing, Zima continued to press against his most sensitive spot repeatedly.

A lewd, wet sound filled the room as waves of pleasure were driven deeper into him.

His orgasm showed no signs of stopping.

Even in the middle of ejaculation, the intense sensations kept building up at his weakest point...

"I’m coming...♡ I’m... coming again...♡♡ Even though I’m already... ahh...♡♡♡ Hnnngh...♡♡♡♡♡"

The intensity of Damien’s climax, which had begun to subside, suddenly flared up again, the sensation growing even more intense.

Even after two orgasms, Zima didn’t stop his movements.

With a look of enjoyment and pleasure, Zima continued to thrust, watching Damien as he kept coming, relentlessly targeting his weakest spots.

The sound of heavy, wet movements filled the air as Damien’s most sensitive areas were being overwhelmed.

Damien was so overwhelmed with pleasure that he couldn’t even tell when he was coming anymore, his mind going completely blank.

"I can’t... I can’t take it...♡ I’m going crazy...♡ I’ve come too much...♡♡♡"

The pleasure from his relentless orgasms felt endless, overwhelming Damien’s mind.

He clung to Zima’s body, trying to endure the intense sensations that threatened to consume him.

White sparks exploded in Damien’s mind over and over, his head going completely blank...

But it didn’t happen.

Just as Damien thought he might lose consciousness, Zima’s movements changed.

Instead of the intense thrusts aimed at relentlessly attacking his weak spots, Zima now moved more gently, pressing against Damien’s sensitive areas with a slow, deliberate grind.

It felt good, but without the intensity of the beginning, Damien couldn’t lose consciousness.

"Nghhh...♡ Ahhh...♡ Mmm... uhh...♡"

Yes, he couldn’t lose consciousness.

It felt so good that Damien’s mind was on the verge of melting, yet he had to keep feeling it, and it was starting to scare him.

"Ahhh...♡ It feels so good...♡ sniff... Ahhh... I’m coming...♡ sniff... I’m coming again...♡"

Damien lost all sense of everything, crying as he came.

As he sobbed through his orgasm, Zima gently stroked his head.

"I’m coming...♡ Coming...♡ Just from you stroking my head... I’m coming...♡♡"

Even though Zima wasn’t moving his hips, Damien came just from the touch of his hand.

"Ahhh...♡ No...♡ Don’t move...♡ It’ll break me... Please, don’t...♡♡♡♡"

As Zima watched Damien come, his head being gently stroked, he began to move his hips again, relentlessly attacking Damien’s weak spots.

The pleasure was so overwhelming that the force of his orgasm intensified, with semen spilling out in thick streams.

Damien realized, Oh, he’s trying to break me.

Damien looked at Zima, who was smiling at him, and somehow felt like he understood.

But even then, he wasn’t scared at all.

It was just pure, relentless pleasure.

Damien thought, maybe he had already been broken.

"I’m coming...♡ I’m coming...♡ Again...♡ Ahh...♡ I’m still coming...♡♡♡ Zima... Zima... I’m so happy...♡♡♡♡♡"

Damien’s broken mind could only process feelings of happiness and pleasure.

He didn’t even realize that what was coming out of him wasn’t semen anymore, but urine.

Every time Zima’s penis hit Damien’s weak spots, waves of happiness and pleasure surged through his body.

It continued like that until Damien could no longer release anything, even after coming.

Damien thought, in that moment, that Zima might kill him with sex.

Now, the two of them were holding each other, their bodies slick and wet with fluids—mostly belong to Damien.

Damien hadn’t noticed because the pleasure was overwhelming, but it seemed that Zima had ejaculated inside him several times. Now, at some point, semen began to leak out of his anus.

Damien found it troublesome that even the sensation of semen leaking out now felt pleasurable.

Though he had calmed down quite a bit, the teasing from Zima still left him feeling a little good no matter what was done to him.

He was surprised that, toward the end, he came each time his testicles were roughly handled, even to the point of pain.

"Um, Zima... that felt amazing," Damien said.

Zima continued to stroke Damien’s head.

As he gently touched Damien’s hair, he noticed that his penis was still erect. After a brief moment of thought, Zima sat up.

Damien wondered if Zima would do it again.

Even though he knew nothing more would come out, he couldn’t help but feel a little happy, his mind still clouded with a pink haze.

As Damien pondered these thoughts, Zima lay down on his back in front of him, pulling his legs up and positioning himself in the classic missionary position.