父と白鳥(Father and the Swan) P62

しんとした部屋に、ぐちゅりぐちゅりと太い肉棒が厚みのある土手肉壁にめり込む音が聞こえる

この数日何度も繰り返して聞いた馴染みのある父の穴音

ズブズブと父の中に肉がめり込んでいく様が、直接穴を見ずとも手にとるように頭に思い描ける…

なのに…

何なんだ…

この胸のざわつきは…

父上が仕事として、男との接待をするのはこの数日で何度も見てきた…

それが父の仕事とはいえ、それは何とも言葉に言い難い複雑な体験だ

ただ、その時の父の相手はオラと直接関係のない男達であって、直接行為を見ているのに、いつもそこには障子一枚隔てたようなふしぎな距離があった

そのせいなのか、その行為の事実よりも、学びとして授業としての興味が強く、ただ観察していた

でも今、オラの正面、目の前にいる父の相手は…好六兄さん…そう、好六兄さんなのだ…何だこれは、何なんだこれ…胸がザラついて、焼けるようで…心臓が高鳴る。

意味が分からない…何で？何故？

でも…この胸のザラつきは…嫉妬？？

一度失望した父に、嫉妬している？

それとも、好六兄さんに嫉妬している？

汚れた父の穴で…好六兄さんの魔羅が隆々としているから？

いや…好六兄さんの魔羅で父上が悦を感じているから？？

それとも…その両方？？

父を好きな相手に取られたからか…

好きな相手を父に取られたからか…

あぁ、動揺で汗が止まらない…

どちらにせよ、嫉妬は苦しいもの…

オラが知ってる嫉妬はそういうもの…

なのに…

この嫉妬は見ているだけで

魔羅が熱く疼いて…

苦しいのに気持ちイイ⁉︎

オラはこの見知らぬ悦の正体をもっと知りたい！

答えを知りたい！

あぁ、もっと壊れていく様が見たい…

"In the quiet room, the wet, squelching sound of a thick rod sinking into the plump, meaty walls echoes around me.

It’s a sound I’ve grown familiar with over the past few days—the unmistakable noise of Father’s hole, one I’ve heard over and over again.

I can picture it so vividly in my mind: the way the flesh plunges deep into Father, sinking in with every thrust. I don’t even need to see the hole itself—it’s as clear as if I were holding it in my hands.

And yet…

What is this?

This restlessness stirring in my chest…

I’ve seen Father entertaining men as part of his work plenty of times these past few days. It’s his job, sure, but it’s still a complicated experience, one I can’t quite put into words.

Until now, the men who were with Father were strangers to me—people I had no direct connection to. Because of that, there was this distant feeling, like a single shoji screen stood between us, and I could observe it all calmly.

Maybe that’s why, despite the raw reality of it, I felt more curiosity than anything else—like I was observing it as a lesson, a study.

But now… right in front of me, the man with Father is… Kōroku-nii. Yes, Kōroku-nii-san. What is this? What is this? My chest feels rough, like it’s burning… my heart’s pounding.

I don’t understand it. Why? Why is this happening?

But… this roughness in my chest… is it jealousy?

Am I jealous of Father, who I’ve already been disappointed by once before?

Or am I jealous of Kōroku-nii?

Is it because Kōroku-nii’s proud penis is standing tall inside Father’s filthy hole?

Or because Father’s feeling pleasure from Kōroku-nii’s penis?

Or… maybe both?

Is it because someone I care about took Father from me?

Or because Father took someone I care about from me?

Ahh, I can’t stop sweating from all this turmoil…

Either way, jealousy is a painful thing. That’s the kind of jealousy I know.

And yet…

This jealousy—watching it unfold before my eyes—

it’s making my penis throb with heat…

It’s painful, but it feels good?!

I want to know more about this strange pleasure I’ve never felt before!

I want answers!

Ahh, I want to see it all fall apart even more…"