Chapter 2 – Never-ending Dream
-Never-ending Dream-
"Would you like to join us, Yuuki?"
Father's words echo in my ears. While I hear the noise he makes, my head can't grasp what he
means.
My eyes are fixed on Kyou's open thighs and I can't move. ...The proof of his manhood is
erect. And I can also see that his body is devouring a man's, my father's, manhood as well.
The white semen that had flown at me is now staining the carpet, and a masculine scent wafts up
to me.
What are you guys doing...?
Isn't it obvious?
I'm wrong. There's no way that could be. Why would father and Kyou be...?
Then what is it that I'm seeing right in front of my eyes?!
My thoughts can't settle. My wide eyes dry and begin to hurt. --It would be nice if I could
blink. What is blinking...?
I feel like I'm hearing-- some sort of sliding noise.
Kyou's open thighs are lifted, and I'm able to see all of his large red and twitching length.
Kyou doesn't move at all, as if he's frozen, as father lays him down on the bed and then
approaches me halfway.
"Come here."
He summons me with his usual confidence-filled voice.
"Yuuki?"
He calls out to me again since I haven't moved and slowly extends his hand to me. I feel a heavy
weight land on my shoulder-- and I stand there still processing.
As I look up at my father's face I can see that he's wearing his usual smile, and yet--
I shake my head.
"Then, will you leave?"
I shake my head more rapidly.
"This is troublesome."
Combined with that wry smile, when my father's voice reaches me I feel like a child and can't do
anything but shake my head.
"...Then, watch from there."
When he takes his hand away from my shoulder I shiver at the sudden cold. Despite the fact that
the warmth had such an effect on me, I feel like I was suddenly through the pane of glass that
separates me from the winter yard outside.
"Kyoutarou-kun."
Father sits back down on the bed and calls out to Kyou in a gentle voice.
"...Did Yuuki... leave...?"
"No, he's right there."
I can tell that Kyou's body is cowering. And then, he turns his face towards me with a look of
absolute dread.
It lasts for a single moment. Our gazes meet for only a moment before he turns his face away
again, as if he's trying to run away from me even a little bit while staying on the bed. For the
moment our eyes met, I see that his face is more pale and sorrowful than any other time I've seen
him.
"...Please... hurry and... leave."
"But it seems that Yuuki wants to watch you."
Kyou's plea sounds as if he had to force it out, and father easily answers him. With those words
Kyou's body cowers again, and when I look it seems as if father's enjoying himself.
Father unties the cord around the robe he's wearing, and then takes Kyou's trembling arms and
ties them together with it.
"Mr. Yajima...! What are you?!"
"We need to provide our audience some service. We need to make it easier to watch you."
"What!!! P-please don't joke! Anyway, Yuuki is..."
"See? If I don't do this you'll just run away."
Father easily stops Kyou's resistance and takes the rope tying both of Kyou's hands and ties it to
the bar on the headboard at the top of the bed.
Kyou's so strong, and yet he's easily overcome by my father's strength like this. I feel like I'm
seeing something totally strange and can only stare straight ahead at the scene in front of me.
"Yuuki, come closer."
As I'm called again I leave the door for the first time to obey those words.
I stand at the end of the bed. Kyou twists his body with his hands still caught above his head, the
only thing he lets me see is the line of his body running from his shoulders to his hips.
"Do you want to see Kyoutarou-kun?"
I hear father whisper.
"Kyoutarou-kun?"
Despite father's voice and the hand on his shoulder, Kyou doesn't respond.
"It can't be helped."
Father smiles thinly over his shoulder.
"Kyoutarou-kun has a very pretty body, doesn't he?"
Father strokes his fingers over Kyou's fingers and Kyou's body arches like a fish on a hook.
"Excellent musculature."
Kyou's light brown skin makes it easy for me to make out the movements of his skeleton beneath
it.
"And most importantly, these hips. They're hard and so tight. Just like his ass. It takes me in
deeply and refuses to let me go."
Father quickly trails his fingers down Kyou's back and to the curve of his ass, and opens him up
there. Kyou quickly shakes his hips in an effort to escape, but even so I'm still able to perfectly
see his red and twitching hole.
"...Enough... please... cut it out already..."
His voice is feeble and shaking. It's the first time I've heard Kyou's voice... like this.
I want to hear more of it. I unexpectedly think about how I'd like to see more of his crying
expression.
"You can't hold back anymore?"
As father leans over him, I can see that his exposed body is twice as muscular as Kyou's
is. Father whispers gently into Kyou's ear before thrusting his tongue into it.
As father's tongue moves, Kyou's body shivers. He can't escape so he repeats his resistance.
"You're wrong! No...! Ah...!"
His leaked voice sounds as if he's being squeezed to death yet in the next moment is
excited. And with father's skilled guidance his body opens up.
"Good grief, they're very long, aren't they?"
Just as father says, Kyou's nipples are long and hard as father slides his tongue around them.
"Uh...!"
The flush on Kyou's cheeks deepens, and the teeth biting into his lip look painful. As father rolls
his tongue over his nipples it seems like Kyou's voice will spill out and he bites down even
harder... until blood spills out.
"It's really all right for you to cry out... Yuuki, come help me."
What should I do...? While still trying to figure it out, I unconsciously reach out my hand and
touch Kyou's lips. They're so hot they feel feverish.
"...Don't touch me."
Kyou recognizes me, and spits out the words. They are stronger words than I expected, and my
chest suddenly becomes hot as if it's burning.
I pull Kyou's chin back and slide two fingers into his mouth. As I timidly slide them in, Kyou
moves his tongue around as if he hates the invasion and is trying to push them out. Meanwhile,
I'm getting hotter and hotter.
"Tch!!!"
I feel a sharp pain in my fingers. Even at a time like this, Kyou's trying to hold back by biting.
He is turning his unreasonable anger on me, so I catch his chin and meet his lips with mine. Our
hot breath mixes. He tries to avoid my tongue as I seek to tangle mine with his, and father
continues his stimulation causing Kyou to forget to breathe. The movements of his tongue slow
down, and it becomes mine.
I never imagined Kyou's tongue would be this soft and sweet--
I keep our mouths together as I greedily indulge in the sensation, and I can feel Kyou's throat
vibrate. If I release him and look down, I would see father's head moving between Kyou's
legs. And if I looked at what father's tongue is doing, I'd see it wrapped around Kyou's hard and
swollen length.
And also-- if I look above my head I would see that rather than the restraining cord biting into
Kyou's wrists, there would be slack as Kyou's arms bend backward as he reaches his limit.
Father strokes the length to squeeze out every last drop before lifting his head. He holds some of
it in his mouth, and I can see a drop glistening at the corner of his mouth.
"Do you want to taste it too?"
I'm drawn in by father's captivating voice--
I feel the weight of a tongue hotter than Kyou's as it thrusts deep into my mouth. Father's stiff
mustache touches me, and my skin breaks out into goosebumps.
"How is it?"
I carefully drink down the thick liquid on his tongue.
"It has a weak taste..."
"--Good boy."
Father gazes happily down at me and pats my head.
"Now then, I'll have Kyoutarou-kun show you everything."
Father gets onto the bed again, and Kyou tries too late to hide his naked body by rolling onto his
left side.
Being on his side, father's fingers are able to easily slide down the length of his body, and Kyou
shuts his eyes.
"That's... please, Mr. Yajima, anything but that... Please, not in front of Yuuki."
Kyou twists his body and it seems to my eyes that father is clinging to him with the pads of his
fingers.
Father wears a cynical smile.
"Why not?"
"Why not...?"
While Kyou struggles with not being able to answer, a hand sneaks between his thighs. The
hand grips the back of his knee and lifts it up. Kyou tries to resist with his other leg, but father is
able to use his own leg to block him.
Kyou's thighs open and his soft length, the result of having already found his release, is fully
exposed. I can confirm that his bud truly is red and that it's twitching a little.
"No, don't! Stop!"
Kyou becomes slightly freer and moves his hips as his voice raises.
"Oh, I see you're as energetic as always. But if you keep moving your hips like that, I might just
slide in."
Kyou's resistance stops with father's teasing voice. I can't see from where I am, but I wonder if
there's something thick and hard pressing against his ass.
"Yuuki? Come here and see Kyoutarou-kun's bud open up."
He lifts Kyou's legs up even higher, and I can see small spasms as he stretches him. Then I see
that small opening devour father's hard manhood.
"Aaah!"
Kyou's breathing stops.
"Breathe. If you keep holding your breath it will only be harder for you."
As father whispers in Kyou's ear, Kyou shakes his head.
"Yuuki... Please make Yuuki leave!"
Despite the desperation of Kyou's plea, father treats it as non-important.
"I can't do that. After all, once I've finished with you it will be Yuuki's turn."
"Eh?!!"
I'm not sure if the one who cried out is me, or Kyou--
I awake with a cry. My body is damp with sweat.
"Again..."
I push aside my futon, and cup the problem standing between my thighs.
Father and Kyou... It's been nearly a month since I saw the two of them together like that. And
since then I've constantly been having these types of dreams.
--I had gone back to my house to get something I'd forgotten, and went looking for father who
should have gotten home before me.
The last door I opened was the door to the guest bedroom, and it was like I entered a different
dimension. I chased after my yearnings, and ended up catching up with my father. And what he
was doing to my closest and most trusted friend Kyou was--
When I finally came to my senses I ran away.
And yet I'm still dreaming about it...
Or is it because of that, I'm dreaming about it--?
The things I wasn't able to do.
~~~
The days flow by. While I'm captured by that one thing and feel like I'm wandering a maze that
has no exit, Christmas and New Year's Day pass by.
After that-- we received confirmation that my grandfather's condition had recovered and father
went back to work. He left with a smile as if nothing had happened.
I haven't met with Kyou since then. Our classes have become even more different, so without
planning ahead of time there's no way we would meet on campus, and club has been on break the
whole time. Even if we see each other from afar, he never comes up to me.
My plans for Christmas Eve with Ikumi passed by, but I canceled them with a lie that I'd caught
a cold. And just like that, the year ended. No matter how many times she calls me, I apologize
evasively. Right now I don't have the ability to think about Ikumi.
So, of course, I hadn't planned on meeting with Eiko either. But since Eiko is Kyou's girlfriend
and Ikumi's friend I agreed.
That's why today I've been forced to meet with her.
"Hello, Yuuki-kun. I'm sorry for dragging you out here."
"Hey."
It is the afternoon on their day off. They are at a bright tea house filled couples. And we're
probably viewed the same way by the people surrounding us too.
Eiko is seated across from me, and is staring hard at me.
"What?"
"I heard that you caught a cold and have been in bad shape this whole time, but... are you sure
you're all right? You look like you've lost weight."
"Really?"
I touch my own face to feel. Saying that I'd caught a cold was a lie, but it's true that I haven't had
much of an appetite lately.
"You always had a pretty face, but with this sort of gloomy air hanging around you, you look
even more lovely."
I return a dry smile to the flirting girl. At that moment my complex, which I had thought I'd
finally gotten rid of, starts to come back a bit. I hate my body. I'm weak and extremely pale, but
girls seem to like that. ...That's right, and guys especially seem to.
"Do you mind?"
Eiko is holding a box of cigarettes in her long, pretty, well-manicured fingers.
"Yeah. ...I didn't know you smoked, Eiko-chan."
"Fufu. I quit because Kyoutarou didn't like it, but since we've broken up I figure it's fine."
"Eh?! You broke up?!"
I wonder what happened. I thought they suited each other really well...
That reminds me... Ikumi had told me that Kyoutarou was acting strange. That was just a little
bit before I discovered what was happening between Kyou and my father.
"Well, does that mean you haven't met up with Kyoutarou either?"
This time, it's Eiko who looks surprised.
"You know, lately Ikumi's been crying to me about how you haven't been willing to meet up with
her. I thought that maybe it was because of Kyoutarou."
"Eh?! Why would it be?"
In reality, part of my unwillingness to meet with Ikumi is because of Kyou. But there's no way
she could know that. So where were these hostile words coming from?
"Fufu! I'm sorry."
Eiko smiles in amusement at me as she gets rid of the ashes with a single flick of her finger.
"It was around autumn when Kyoutarou started acting weird. So, when I heard that two months
later you had started acting weird as well... I thought that maybe it was possible that the two of
you had gotten together."
"Eeeh?!"
Today is just full of surprises.
"Because, you see, you seem like the type that would be popular with guys, Yuuki-kun. And the
two of you get along really well. So all of the girls have been gossiping that you guys have that
sort of relationship."
"Is that a joke?"
The ones who have that sort of relationship are Kyou and my father.
"Yeah, I'm sorry. It's just a joke. It's just that the timing of the two of you acting strange seemed
to fit too perfectly. That's why I thought that maybe that might be the case... so that's why I
wanted to meet with you to confirm the truth."
The sharpness, and yet being slightly off... I really don't understand the way girls think.
She hasn't even smoked half of her cigarette yet, but Eiko puts it out and looks at me with a
serious expression.
"But Ikumi... she's feeling depressed so she's thinking the worst things possible, and is feeling
jealous of you two..."
Jealous...? Of me and Kyou...?
"In that case, Yuuki-kun, I want you to explain things clearly to Ikumi. You don't need to
explain every single detail of your relationship, but you did make Ikumi cry. Um~ and there's
still the matter of your Christmas Eve plans hanging in the air, right?"
As expected, it's hard to talk about that last part. Our Christmas Eve plans-- we were supposed
to experience a very girly first time.
"...Why did the two of you break up? Although, maybe I shouldn't ask."
Eiko and Kyou already had a physical relationship and had been full-fledged lovers.
"U~m, how should I say it...? I realized it when we had sex. That Kyoutarou didn't love me
anymore."
"I'm... sorry."
"It's all right. You already knew, Yuuki-kun, that we weren't together in a pure way, right? He
just started acting more and more awkward... And after that something changed about the way
he held me... Kyoutarou's such a serious person that it shows up right away in his
behavior. That's why."
The reason Kyou changed-- was probably because of father.
My thinking leads me to that point. It seems that their relationship had started some time before
what I unfortunately witnessed... Kyou had told me before that he only sleeps with the person he
likes, so there's no way he could handle being with both father and Eiko at the same time.
Does that mean that Kyou's in love with my father...?
"Yuuki-kun? This isn't really something I should say as a girl, but if you like Ikumi would you
renew your Christmas Eve promise with her? I think she's waiting for that too. And if you don't
like her, then would you break up with her?"
Eiko shows me her white teeth as she smiles sweetly at me.
"I've always thought... that both guys and girls can be the ones to want to sleep with someone."
"Yeah. I'm sorry for making you say so much."
I find myself smiling in response to Eiko's bright expression.
"Fufu! Well, I was free anyway. ...Now then, I suppose it's time for me to find my own partner,
rather than worry about other people's relationships."
With that, she gives a flashy wink as she sets down her money.
Pretty and bright Eiko. She may have just felt like meddling a bit, but I wonder if she's so sweet
to Ikumi because that's how girlfriends are.
When she was by Kyou's side I thought she was the perfect partner for him.
But now, Kyou is--
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