Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]-Chapter 273: Overwhelmed by Passion (R18)

Each touch made Lorenzo’s body tremble and tighten around Damien, heightening his own pleasure to an almost unbearable degree.

Lorenzo’s body clung to him, pulling him toward the edge. Damien felt the urgent need to release building rapidly.

"I’m sorry, Lorenzo! I’m going to... I can’t hold it any longer! Please, pull it off!" Damien gasped, barely managing to hold back as Lorenzo lifted himself off just in time, leaving Damien quivering at the brink.

"Master, just like that! Please, give me your mercy! Release your semen inside me!" Lorenzo pleaded, his voice filled with longing. Instead of pulling away, he tightened his grip and began moving his hips even more vigorously.

"No, you can’t! Not inside! Please, outside! I’m going to—" Damien’s words were frantic, but Lorenzo didn’t seem to listen.

"I don’t want to let it out! You’re already inside me, so just give in! Make me yours, give me your baby!" Lorenzo’s bold words sent shockwaves through Damien, pushing his excitement to the brink.

"No, I can’t! I’m going to... I’ll make you... I’ll make you pregnant! I can’t do this!" Damien cried out, shaking his head in desperation, but his body betrayed him, pouring everything he had into Lorenzo.

"Oh, yes! Your seed... It’s filling me up! You’ve made me yours!" Lorenzo shuddered, climaxing as Damien released his semen inside him, their bodies trembling together.

The warmth of their shared release brought a wave of contentment over Damien. "Your warmth... it feels so good," Lorenzo murmured, caressing his own abdomen as if cherishing the sensation.

"Lorenzo," Damien whispered, drawing his gaze. Their eyes locked, and Lorenzo leaned in, closing the gap between them. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, a silent exchange of their shared happiness. Damien felt the warmth of Lorenzo’s love flowing into him, and he eagerly reciprocated, their tongues entwining in a dance of intimacy.

As they continued to kiss, Damien drank in Lorenzo’s saliva, returning the gesture with his own. The intensity of their connection made Damien wish they could melt into one, lost in the pleasure of their shared bliss.

Suddenly, a surprised, adorable sound escaped Lorenzo’s lips as he lifted from Damien, their bodies separating with a soft, wet sound. Damien’s seed trickled from Lorenzo, leaving a vivid, erotic image that reignited Damien’s arousal in an instant.

What on earth is happening?

Damien looked up to see Lorenzo being hoisted into the air, his arms and waist held by Leonide, Lysander, and Lucian. All three of them were staring intently at Damien’s semen-covered penis and the dripping fluid from Lorenzo’s rear.

"Everyone... they’re back to their senses," Damien muttered, though he couldn’t quite grasp the situation.

Ignoring Damien’s confusion, the others glared at Lorenzo.

What’s going on?

"Lorenzo got it... inside," Leonide said in a voice that seemed to echo from the depths of the underworld.

Inside?

Oh, right. In the heat of the moment, Damien had forgotten. He had released his semen inside Lorenzo. He’d read somewhere that it could cause stomach pain, so he’d always tried to avoid it. But in his excitement, he’d let everything out, filling Lorenzo completely.

It had felt incredible.

But that’s not the point.

Damien had never experienced pain after being filled, so he wasn’t sure if the claim about stomach pain was true. However, his experiences with others like Elyon, Elyric, and Zima, whose their semen were sweet and transparent, made his case somewhat unreliable.

As Lorenzo tried to brush it off with a sheepish grin, Damien felt worried and was about to ask if he was okay when...

"If Lorenzo is getting it, then I’m getting it too!" Leonide declared, pushing Damien down before he could react. Damien’s still erect penis was quickly engulfed by Leonide’s entrance.

The others, eyes alight with excitement, closed in on Damien. What followed was a chaotic, slippery, and overwhelmingly intense orgy, with everyone giving and receiving in turn.

These incredibly erotic companions left Damien overwhelmed, tears streaming down his face from sheer exhaustion.

Tears of joy, of course.

Wait, Lysander! Don’t insert yourself while I’m with Leonide! It feels too good... And Leonide, stop squeezing me like that!

Lucian, don’t suck there, it’s too stimulating!

Lorenzo, with something that big in my mouth...

I’m going to... I’m going to come out again, right inside Leonide!

Damien’s body was pushed to its limits... and now it was Lucian’s turn?!

...

Damien’s body wouldn’t move.

He couldn’t move his arms or legs.

No, perhaps he no longer had arms or legs.

There was no sensation in any of his limbs—neither arms nor legs.

The only part of his body he could still control was his head.

Losing his legs was sad, but the absence of his arms hurt the most.

He realized he’d never again be able to embrace his beloved lovers.

That thought brought tears to his eyes as he opened them...

Only to see his cherished lovers, one clinging naked to each of his limbs, sound asleep.

What is this?

The sheer absurdity of the scene froze his thoughts.

Tentatively, Damien tried to pull his hand free, but his arm remained numb and unresponsive, as though it had fallen asleep.

Then he thought about his legs... but they, too, were devoid of sensation.

This... this was hopeless.

"Uh, Leonide, could you wake up for a second?"

He called out to Leonide, who was hugging his right arm.

Judging by the light streaming in, it was still a little early to be waking up, but not entirely unreasonable.

Reasoning it wouldn’t hurt, Damien called to him in a normal tone of voice.

"...Damien?"

Leonide stirred, rubbing his sleepy eyes and looking over at Damien.

"Thank goodness. Good morning, Leonide. I have a favor to ask..."

Damien addressed the still-drowsy Leonide, but...

"Damien, you’re so naughty..."

Leonide mumbled something incoherent, then leaned in and kissed Damien.

"Mmph!?"

Without warning, Leonide’s tongue explored Damien’s mouth thoroughly, leaving him breathless.

Then Leonide promptly snuggled back against Damien’s right arm, closing his eyes once more.