Help, I’m in Another World and All the Men Are So Hot! [BL]
Damien Crowell was just a regular high school student who took a regular tunnel on his way to school—until one day, that tunnel spit him out into a completely different world. Instead of his usual path, he finds himself in a dark forest that stretches on for days, running on nothing but sheer stubbornness and a tiny water bottle. Just when he thinks he's going to die, he stumbles upon a castle straight out of a fairy tale (or a theme park) and promptly passes out. When he wakes up, he's in a prison cell, surrounded by confusingly handsome men who speak gibberish—until a beautiful, horned beastman with perfect hair and a translator necklace finally lets him understand. Now, trapped in a fantasy world where every guy looks like they stepped out of a modeling agency, Damien’s biggest challenge isn’t just survival—it’s trying to figure out why *he* always looks like a mess in comparison. Can he make it back home, or will he end up staying just to admire all the beautiful faces? Join Damien as he navigates a strange new world, awkward introductions, and a whole lot of unexpected feels in this hilarious, fantasy adventure! Check my Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/user/Aoki_Kun520 Join my Patreon: patreon.com/Aoki_Kun520 Join my LINE Group: https://line.me/R/ti/g/r8NgVY8w5F
A Moment of Praise
With Damien sitting in a wide-legged position, Leonide faced him, kneeling and placing his hand over Damien's as he gripped Damien's penis.
"I'm just holding your hand, Master."
Yeah, that was what Damien had said earlier.
He wanted to punch his past self for that.
While Damien was at a loss for words, Leonide started moving his hand.
Ah... this doesn't feel like he's doing it himself at all.
Leonide was stroking at a completely different pace and strength, and it felt like he was the one being stroked by Leonide.
The "if I layer our hands, it's just the other person's hand" strategy had completely backfired.
As he was made to climax again, Leonide happily caught the semen on his face, scooping it up with his fingers to lick.
"Master's strange taste!"
Damien continued to convince himself that this wasn't cheating.
...He couldn't face Theo like this...
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