“Ah, understood.”

Barely keeping his grip on his senses as his head burned and his vision blurred, he trembled as he pulled the corners of his mouth up to their limit and gave an awkward smile to the people who were eyeing his naked body.

“S, sorry for the disturbance. As you can see, I…… enjoy being toyed with naked…… being seen by others, so…… hng!”

While Heath spoke haltingly, Bellian grabbed one of Heath’s breasts and kneaded it. At the same time, his other hand gripped Heath’s small cock and shook it gently. Heath’s waist flinched and his blue pupils narrowed to slits.

“Don’t let your smile falter. Keep talking.”

“Hiit……! I…… like this, having my bottom and my chest, touched, being seen, that’s my hobby……! Haang……! So…… even if I’m noisy, please, bear, with me……!”

The people in the hall began to glance over and stare at Heath. As he felt those gazes on him, a chill ran down his spine. Bellian’s hands, kneading his chest and cock as if to crush them, were also unbearably hot. He wanted to jump up and run out of there at any moment, but Heath bit down on his lower lip and forced a smile at the people.

But the hall was quiet, and people only stared at him blankly, as if appraising him.

“Hii. Hiit……”

As he strained to keep a forced smile with the corners of his mouth pulled up to their limit, a deflated laugh leaked out between his teeth. It sounded just like a small bird piping and crying pitifully.

Please. Please don’t look at me strangely. Heath repeated that to himself, and each time his eyes met someone else’s, he smiled even more desperately and thrust forward the chest and groin that Bellian was kneading. And then, remarkably, the people who had been still began to nod and accept it.

“Is that really his hobby? It doesn’t look like something he’s done only once or twice.”

“So that’s why he was making such a fuss taking his clothes off from earlier? It’s an unusual hobby, but…… well, if he says so himself, what can you do.”

“I thought that arrogant commoner was being rude to the baron. Sorry for the misunderstanding!”

Some even apologized for misunderstanding, and as Heath watched that, the tension gradually eased from his face too.

“Aah…… people are really believing it…… hehee……”

“You’re doing well, Heath. Push your nipples out more too. I’ll bring out these cute little balls so everyone can see them.”

The hand that had been groping the cock moved downward and kneaded the two testicles, pulling them forward. He gently squeezed and released the wrinkled little mound that poked out so adorably, and the base of the cock, as if massaging them.

“If you touch me there like that…… heuuu……”

“Doesn’t it feel good?”

“Someone else is touching me there, there’s no way it feels…… good……!”

“But Heath is smiling as if it feels good.”

“Because I can’t let people see me flustered, haut…… I’m just pretending to smile on purpose…… that’s all. Aang…… don’t pinch there so hard…… hiit……”

That’s what he said, but the grin at the corners of Heath’s mouth showed no sign of fading. His smile, which had been awkwardly forced up at first, had at some point naturally relaxed. It was not a forced smile but a real one, soaked in relief.

No, perhaps it was because, along with the sensation of Bellian groping his chest and groin, the strange sense of liberation that came from briefly escaping the pressure of always having to be different from other commoners, and indulging in this filthy transgression, was giving him an odd feeling of freedom.

“Now I’m going to introduce Heath to the nobles here. When you marry the Countess Windsor, she too will present you to various nobles and have you introduce yourself, won’t she? Think of this as practice for that.”

Bellian’s hot breath touched the nape of his neck. At the unmistakably male presence, Heath felt uneasy somewhere inside, but quietly listened to Bellian’s explanation.

“If you can properly practice introducing yourself while naked, it will be much easier when you do it with clothes on. After this, no matter what mistake you make, whenever you recall having walked around here and there with your tits and cock exposed, introducing yourself, everything will feel trivial. Then the signs of nervousness will naturally disappear too.”

Shall we stand up? Bellian said that and took Heath by the waist, lifting him to his feet, and naturally offered his arm. As the hands that had been hotly groping his body a moment ago fell away, the cool air of the hall touched his bare skin.

Heath deliberately kept his gaze on the floor, trying to compose a nonchalant expression, and walked after him. Their steps led toward a spot where elderly gentlemen were gathered in conversation. Bellian positioned Heath in front of one man among them who was smoking a cigarette.

Being suddenly placed in the middle of people made Heath’s heart sink, but he tried to put on a bold expression. He told himself he had to, in order to look like a noble. But his flushed face and his stiffly set shoulders were apparently impossible to hide.

“Are you having a good afternoon, Count White? I’ve come to introduce Heath Featherwing, who will soon be my cum-dump. The reason he’s showing off his naked body so cheaply like this is, as I mentioned earlier, because I’m respecting Heath’s hobby.”

“Wait! Cum-dump?!”

Heath turned around in shock and cried out loudly, and Bellian lowered his voice as much as possible, as if at a loss, and pressed Heath in a whisper.

“Heath. I don’t know how Lady Windsor will introduce a husband thirty years her junior. But will you object and contradict every single thing Lady Windsor says on each such occasion?”

“But……”

“Your behavior just now was very unbecoming of a noble. Even if it upsets you, accept naturally that you’re a cum-dump. This is education designed to assume the worst and build your confidence. If you can handle yourself well in this situation, later you’ll be able to save the lady’s face and avoid being called an ill-mannered upstart.”

He had no way to refute him. He already knew that people were mocking him as “the widow’s night boy.” Thinking of himself spending his whole life going up and down over that nickname was pathetic beyond measure.

“I’m not an ill-mannered upstart.”

Heath pressed his lips tightly together, shot a defiant glare at Bellian, who was watching him steadily, then bowed his head to the man called Count White and spoke clearly and precisely.

“Yes. Baron Nightrow is correct. I am Heath Featherwing, who will soon be this gentleman’s cum-dump.”

“Hmph. For a cum-dump, your manner of speaking and your eyes are quite unpleasant. It seems the baron will have a hard time of it.”

Count White blew out cigarette smoke while looking down at Heath. Bellian grabbed Heath’s slender arm and pulled him close, then kneaded his chest and bottom in plain view.

“Ugh……!”

“Just look at these cute little tits and this white bottom. Even you, Count, won’t be able to help wanting to leave handprints on this bottom while shooting your load.”

“No, Baron. For a cum-dump, obedient ones are better, you see. That green-haired attendant who was doing sexual relief earlier was nice and docile. And his build is just right, so sucking on his tits would be satisfying too.”

The count pointed to Til, who was standing quietly behind them. The moment Heath saw that, he stepped forward in front of the count without thinking and held up his own chest.

“My tits are no worse than Til’s. Would you like to suck on them?”

“Why would I suck on yours when you have no manners?”

The count refused, unexpectedly firm. But he couldn’t back down here. Heath began to quickly think about how to get the count to suck on his chest, and soon started squeezing the mounds of his chest and shaking them up and down.

“Count. A chest that has been raised on only good things is on a different level. Look at how softly my tits sway. Don’t you want to take a bite? Haang…… look at this. The color is different from Til’s scrawny ones, isn’t it? My pink nipples will be sweeter than those dark, dusky ones! These are nothing like the tits of a sexual relief servant that anyone can have.”

“The color is a bit different, I’ll grant you that.”

True to being the son of the Featherwing Trading Company, which had grown rapidly through shrewd business sense, Heath compared his own body to Til’s in smooth, flowing words. When the count showed a small flicker of interest, Heath seemed to gain more courage, and moved right up in front of his eyes, rubbing his pink areola in circles with his fingers and making a nasal sound.

“Ang, come and take a bite. Please. You should at least give me the chance to prove I’m a good cum-dump. Haung, Count Whiite…… please suck on my nipple…… I’ll let you have a special taste.”

“Since he’s begging like that, why not give his chest a suck, Count. For my sake, if nothing else.”

When Bellian backed him up from the side, the count reluctantly put down his cigarette. Then he grabbed Heath’s chest roughly and took the tip of the nipple into his mouth.

“Aout, haang……!”

When the hard front teeth bit down on the plump, ripe nipple, a shrieking cry of pleasure rang through the hall. The count’s mouth, reeking heavily of cigarette smoke, began to bite and suck on the small, white chest.

“Aang, how does the taste of a cum-dump’s chest compare……? Uuu, do you, like it?”

“Chooop…… the small nipple is, not so bad…… Tslurp……”

The count rolled the nipple with his tongue and fondled Heath’s bottom. Each time the count’s hand crumpled the buttock, the tightly closed bud between the cleft peeked in and out with a twitch. Til, watching that, quietly added a word.

“But young master. For a cum-dump, it’s proper etiquette to introduce your back hole, not your chest.”

“Auu…… back hole?”

Heath, who had been confused by the sensation of having his chest sucked by a stranger for the first time in his life, asked with feverish eyes. Then Til changed his expression to one of having misspoken and made an excuse.

“Oh dear. Even a young master as fastidious as you couldn’t possibly have a clean asshole. If you showed something like that to the other guests, it would only end in embarrassment. It might be better not to show it……”

In an instant, Heath’s eyebrows shot up. Dim-witted Til had the nerve to look down on him. Heath shouted at the baron, almost venomously.

“Baron! What are you doing?! Hurry up and introduce my back hole to the other guests too. Unlike Til, I’m confident I can show off a clean asshole anytime!”

Heath, while having his chest sucked by the count, bent at the waist and stuck his bottom out toward Bellian. Below his cock, standing straight up at a right angle, his anal bud was fully exposed. Bellian smiled and picked up a small teaspoon from the table, put it in his mouth, and sucked on it.