Help, I'm in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]-Chapter 282: An Unexpected Discovery

He peeking through the narrow opening and slowly adjusted his angle to see—

"...!"

He nearly let out a startled cry but quickly found Zima’s hand over his mouth, silencing him.

That was close—he’d almost shouted in shock at what he’d seen.

Grateful for Zima’s quick thinking, Damien nodded his head to indicate he understood. Zima removed his hand, and Damien cautiously looked inside again.

On the bed, Yor was... well, to put it bluntly, pleasuring himself.

Damien’s mind raced, trying to process the unexpected and awkward scene that was unfolding before him.

On the bed, Yor was completely naked.

He stroking his penis with his right hand while using his left hand to play with his entrance.

It was as if Yor were imagining being handled by someone who is much taller than himself since his hips were raised high in the air.

This position made everything clearly visible: his surprisingly large penis for such a small body and his pink entrance that was easily accommodating three slender fingers despite its size.

It didn’t seem like Yor had just started either—there was already a significant amount of semen splattered across the bedsheets.

The wet and squelching sounds Damien heard appeared to be coming from Yor’s actions. Using his semen-covered hand, he was simultaneously stroking his equally slick penis and playing with his entrance.

Each time his sticky right hand slid along his semen-coated penis, it made an obscene, wet noise.

As Yor played with his entrance using his semen-coated fingers, the wet and squelching sounds of semen and intestinal fluids mixing filled the room, creating an obscenely vulgar noise.

"Big brother... big brooother..."

Yor’s sweet and overwhelmed voice escaped him as he stimulated his sensitive areas. When Damien looked at Yor’s adorable, flushed face, he noticed the boy was pressing his face into something that didn’t look like the bedsheets—it was a different piece of fabric.

It seemed familiar...

Wait, that was the shirt Damien had worn earlier that day.

Yor was pressing his face—his nose—into Damien’s shirt, sniffing it as he pleasured himself.

Uh...

Damien’s mind couldn’t keep up with how to process this shocking reality.

"Big brother... your penis... your penis was so big..."

It was clear that Yor was masturbating while imagining Damien’s penis.

Damien wondered why, then it hit him—maybe it because what happened that morning.

After all, he had been completely naked when he almost wet himself, and his morning erection had been fully hard at the time.

"More... Put more of your big thing inside me, big brother..."

Indeed, with Yor’s small hands, it takes about that much to match with his thickness...

He thought it was impressive how Yor’s entrance, which looked so small could take it in so well.

"Ahh! Brother’s dick is so big! Brother! Brother, it feels so good!"

Yor’s left hand, which was stirring his entrance, and his right hand, which was stroking his penis, moved faster and faster.

"Brother! I’m coming! I’m coming! Aaaahhhhh!"

Yor cried out in a high-pitched and adorable voice as he reached his climax.

He shook his butt and he raised it as high as it could go, in pleasurable tremors, while his penis pulsed repeatedly, squirting out cum with great force.

Even from here, it was clear that his entrance was clenched tightly around his finger, and Damien who just watching it could feel that he was aroused.

Yor continued to stroke his penis as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of semen from his balls... When the pulsation of his penis stopped and nothing else came out, Yor collapsed, pressing his face into Damien’s shirt.

"Brother... that felt so good..."

He mumbled to himself in a sweet, melting voice while sniffing the scent of Damien’s shirt.

W-wow, I just saw something really amazing.

Or rather, I shouldn’t have seen it at all!

As Damien quickly tried to move away from the door, Yor’s sweet voice reached his ears again.

"...Brother... I want to do it again."

Damien looked back at Yor, who had begun stroking his penis again, which was still standing high.

Yor pushed his butt up high, as if offering it to an illusion of Damien, and began stimulating his entrance with his finger while imagine Damien’s penis again.

"Brother... if you do it so many times, I’m going to break..."

Despite his words, Yor’s voice was filled with pleasure.

Finally coming to his senses, Damien moved away from the door.

He slowly and quietly closed the door and turned around to find Zima smiling wryly.

"Um... maybe... the whole time?"

Zima nodded his head with a wry smile in response to Damien’s words.

The amount of Yor’s semen that had soaked the sheets wasn’t something that could have been produced just once or twice.

Could it be that he had been doing it ever since he returned to the servant’s room?

Damien finally understood why Zima hadn’t changed out of his servant’s uniform.

"What should I do?"

"If I leave things as they are, Zima won’t be able to change his clothes, and I should probably stop Yor..."

"But I can’t just barge in right now."

"What do you think? Should we retreat to the bedroom for now?"

Damien suggested this as a compromise.

"Look, I mean... it’s okay to be naked in the bedroom, right?"

However, Zima shook his head, smiled, pointed towards the servant’s room, and made an obscene gesture with both hands.

"What what? ’Let’s do Yor?’"

...What is he saying?

"No way! I can’t do that, mmph!"

Damien’s voice involuntarily grew louder, and Zima covered his mouth with his hand.

As the two held their breath and listened, they could still faintly hear Yor’s moaning from inside the servant’s room.

After both sighed in relief, Damien pleaded with his eyes for Zima to let go of his mouth.

"...I can’t do something like that."

This time, Damien spoke in a lower voice, but he still firmly protested.

There was no way he could do something perverted to Yor... it was simply... wrong!