Day 24

The city had nothing else to offer anymore, so we moved to another city and found a nice house with abundant green around for the chickens.

The cleaning was a lot easier with three people. Sin and the hens were also obedient, making the process smooth sailing. I sat down to relax and let Ace cook food. It was so comfortable to do nothing. I had even forgotten how to relax after years of wandering alone. Without knowing, I fell asleep.

By the time I awoke, the two had p*ssed off somewhere else. My dinner was left in the kitchen and they used another cheat magic item to keep it warm. After eating my fill, I left the plate in the sink. I couldn’t wash the dishes even if I wanted to, since there was no water supply.

The bedrooms were on the second floor. I climbed up the steps and the creaking of wood could be heard. It came from the big bedroom Ace and Moshi shared. They always chose to sleep in close proximity to each other. I thought they were vigilant towards me, but a peek into their room opened my eyes.

They were f*cking each other.

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He dreamed.  

In that dream, he saw his brother again. They joked, bickered, and made music together; His parents were also there and they didn’t argue to his surprise.  

How many years has it been? 

His childhood was full of such happy memories, but the older he got, the more his parents argued. His older brother couldn’t stand it and enlisted in the army as soon as he turned sixteen.  

He was left alone in the house. It may have been only his perception, but his parents didn’t seem very overjoyed with his presence, so he told himself. 

On his fourteenth birthday, the talk about divorce started for the first time. It repeatedly came up in increasingly pace for several months until they decided to take the drastic step— two months before Christmas. His brother hadn’t visited and stayed within the army that year.  

In the following year, both his mom and dad got a lawyer. Neither of them wanted to take him, but he ended up with his dad who had more income, and left his birth city for New York; a completely different state. 

Then the apocalypse, no, it should be called the teleportation happened and he was left alone. It actually didn’t matter whether it had happened or not, he would’ve ended up alone anyway. 

For eight years, he wandered around with no one to talk to. There was an instance when he got fed up and dark thoughts crawled up in his mind. He took a kitchen knife and his voice was gone. His knees hit the floor first, then his head.  

It hurts, he thought while slowly losing consciousness.  

When he woke up, he couldn’t remember what had happened; a chicken was pecking him awake and laid eggs for him. That was Number One. Sin joined them later with his harem of other chicken, around that time was also when he lost his ability to speak. 

Then he met two freaks and befriended them. Being with them gave him the feeling of home he hadn’t felt in a long time. But that feeling was always overshadowed by suspicion and anxiety.  

Harem God woke up and ate his dinner in the dimly lit kitchen— alone. He didn’t know where the other two ran off to, nor what time it was. A gaze outside the window showed the sky filled with stars that shone brightly in the pitch dark night. Maybe the next day had already begun. 

Agnostos…is that where you two came from and will piss off to?

He was aware that they would depart soon. However, he pretended to be deaf to all the hints until now. Rather than fretting over things that aren’t in his hands, he would concentrate on the things before him. Harem God walked up the stairs, his room was at the other end of the corridor across the master bedroom Jiushi and Ace shared. The nap and food had filled Harem God’s depleted reserves back to top, and the sleepiness was completely gone. As a result, he heard the noises from the other room more than clearly. Was it curiosity or worry? His feet lead him to the opposite direction of his room. The sound of movement pulled him to the tightly shut door and he pushed down the knob.  

Harem God’s eyes widened, he naturally knew immediately what they were doing, yet his body seemed paralyzed. It took him several seconds before he could react and close the door. He slowly walked downstairs again— he had left his bags in the first floor before falling asleep. Fortunately. This way he could escape to where he couldn’t hear anything.

F*ck. F*ck. F*ck. F*ck. F*ck. F*ck.

What are those f*gs doing?! They were really gay?

Porn!

I need some tits and p*ssies.

F*CK, WHERE’S MY FAP MATERIAL?!?

In his frantic, he rummaged through his bags like a crazy thief. The things fell out one after another and he found his mags very fast. However, his attention was captured by the notepad he used as a dairy, they had told him to keep.  

I haven’t written today’s entry yet…F*ck! I must be crazy to think about writing a shitty dairy.

Harem God shook his head. They had promised him, that it would benefit him to have a dairy. Only, he still didn’t know what benefit. Like possessed by a crazy maniac, he actually sat down and wrote today’s entry. Surprisingly, it did calm him down. Then, he laid his head down on the sofa’s armchair and used his cleared mind to think about something else, yet all he could think about was how those two bodies would intertwine. Despite the darkness, he could completely imagine how their bodies looked like when stripped— Jiushi’s pale and fit body that panted underneath Ace’s strong, battle-marked body carved themselves into his eyes.  

His own breath became rugged and the jeans around his groin became tighter. Harem God tried to replace the live porn he witnessed with the curved and soft bodies he used to embrace in his fantasy, but it failed. He jerked off while replaying the few seconds he saw. In the end, he desperately clung to the dairy to calm down. The sky had already grayed by the time he made the last stroke.  

Day 25 

I had to get away from that place. Immediately. My thoughts were in a mess. It wasn’t like I didn’t know about gays, but knowing about it through a screen and seeing two guys get going to it first-hand is another thing.

I ran downstairs and lay down back onto the dusty sofa to calm down. Women. I thought about their flesh mountains and other smooth places, but the frantic panting of Moshi and the satisfactory groaning of Ace wouldn’t leave my head. Behind the door was the truth. 

I rubbed my d*ck until it was red and recalled the lewdest hentai movies I could remember, but the heat wouldn’t dissipate. Without thinking much, I grabbed my coat and ran outside into the forest in the middle of the night. 

 

I never came back.

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