Spider Mattress

trembling.

I'm about to be unable to hold on anymore... Maybe, I also have a little expectation...

A feeling of trepidation surged, and Kamiya's knees began to tremble.

"Oh, ah!! Woo..."

The arm suddenly loses strength.

The beams of light in the night scene in his sight swayed violently.

The body suddenly fell forward and fell directly into the air.Feeling that the stomach is also floating upwards, the horror and pleasure of falling hit together, and the cloudy liquid burst out from the lower abdomen.

Kamiya's body, which was trembling at the peak, was hugged by strong arms.

The upper body was pulled up and hugged tightly from behind, as if to crush the flesh and internal organs.

"You really are a dangerous man, you!"

As if wanting to confirm the lost property, Kusumi plunged deeply into Kamiya as if he wanted to squeeze his testicles in.The remaining bodily fluids flowed from the penis, and Kamiya frantically entangled the man with his mucous membranes.In the silence, the part of the combination of the two deepened impatiently.

The strong arms of the man who hugged her tightly trembled suddenly.

"Hmm... Kusumi... so hot—ah!"

Inserting it as far as it could go, Kamiya received the semen that Hisumi ejaculated.

The drifting cigarettes were disintegrated by the cold air and melted into the darkness.

Hisasumi looked at the man's slender arms hanging down to the concrete floor.The arm hidden under the clothes was the arm that had been hot from overuse until just now.

The arm moved slowly, brushing up the messy black hair, stretching the body lying on the side on the back.Even through the coat, you can feel the lust emanating from the man's slender body.At first I thought his figure was strong and handsome.

Reminiscing about the feeling when he overwhelmed and pierced this body.

In the cold that is almost freezing to death, tobacco is the supreme delicacy.

"Hey, Kamiya, didn't your arms get more muscular in high school than they are now?"

Hisui leaned against the iron railing, leaned close to Kamiya, and said to him.

Kamiya in front of him opened his slender eyes.Those black stone-like pupils seemed to be soaked by rain, and the aftertaste of the intense sexual intercourse just now vaguely remained in the corners of the eyes.

"...Yeah, the thickness of the right side and the left side don't change much now."

"It's because I often draw the bow and always use my right arm to become like this."

"Ah...the girl club members were very concerned at that time...Kusumi, you are still in good shape."

"Twice a week to the boxing club. In this business, there will always be a fight like yesterday."

Kusumi said jokingly, and Kamiya also smiled.

The day before yesterday, when I heard him calling Kiuchi's name in a trance, I still wanted to kill him, but now I feel a lot more natural.

——Speaking of which, the current atmosphere is just like it used to be.

When he was thinking this way, it seemed that Kamiya was also thinking the same thing.

"Hisui, do you still remember? During the summer vacation, we had an archery competition together."

Kamiya spoke quietly in a muffled voice as if about to fall asleep.

"...When I was practicing alone in the school's dojo, I happened to see you passing by, just holding a newly repaired bow. Then we will bet on the five rounds and treat guests to drink grape soda—"

In fact, I didn't hold the bow because I had just finished repairing it, but because I had received special training from a bow master that my uncle knew well.But about the special training, only Kamiya absolutely didn't want him to know, so he lied.

However, Hissumi, who was watching from a distance over the school fence, was still taken aback when he noticed Kamiya.Kamiya was concentrating on shooting the arrow, completely oblivious to the fact that the bow dojo was already crowded with female fans.

After finishing his arrow, he immediately looked straight at Kusumi.

In this way, he was summoned by his sight to enter the school, and walked towards the bow dojo.There were no departmental activities that day, and it was Kamiya who specifically asked the consultant teacher to use the bow dojo.Then, the two bet five rounds to determine the outcome.It was a hot afternoon in August, and it was Kamiya who first proposed to drink grape soda.

Hisasumi was wearing a T-shirt, and Kamiya was wearing a kyudo uniform meticulously.The white jacket is lined with black kimono pants, such a serious posture, just looking at it feels like the heat has been dispelled.

The first three arrows were evenly matched, Jiuyu said to Kamiya in a tentative tone.

"Hey, don't you roll up one sleeve according to the rules? It's very handsome, do you want to try it?"

Still thinking that he might not do what he said, but heard him say "Isn't it?" Then he turned his back to Kusumi and briskly rolled up the left sleeve of his jacket.The strong arms are exposed, and the smooth skin of the shoulders can be seen all the way.

The sun's strong rays penetrated the roof of the archery hall.

The loud chirping of cicadas came one after another.

Kamiya held the bow in his left arm, and the muscles were beating tensely.

His profile is focused.

Changed an arrow, tightened the string, raised the shoulder blades upwards, and devoted all my strength as usual.The technique is rigorous and meticulous, and very graceful.

At the moment when the time was right and the adjustment reached the peak, the arrow was shot out.

It only takes a few seconds to return from a state of high tension and concentration to a normal state.

That kind of strong temperament, but it makes people feel very refreshing.

Kamiya turned to Hisumi who was seeing God.

The skin was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and under the sunlight, the fair skin glowed faintly.Adam's apple, shoulders, arms, chest—the smooth chest, the granular protrusions dyed with a faint cherry color.

Kusumi suddenly received a shock as if being stabbed in the chest by a needle.

...Thinking back now, that was the moment when Kusumi first found out that he had lust for Kamiya.

His admiration for his superb archery skills is intertwined with despicable lust, and Hisumi is confused.

Two arrows remained.The few arrows that Jiuyu should have shot missed, so although Kamiya's last arrow also missed, Jiuyu lost in the end.He bought soda from a vending machine near the school, and handed the cold can to Kamiya.

With a navy blue shirt and white cotton trousers, Kamiya, who had changed into private clothes, raised his throat and drank the reddish-purple liquid that looked like poison.The exposed Adam's Apple squirmed up and down, looking extraordinarily erotic.

I can no longer see Kamiya as a pure opponent, and a strange sense of loss binds Jiuyu.

"...The soda at that time was really the best...delicious in my life."

The man beside him muttered vaguely.

Looking down at Kamiya, his eyelids with faint blood vessels have been closed.

"If you fall asleep in a place like this, you will freeze to death."

"……Oh."

However, after a while, Kamiya let out a slight snoring sound.

"Why didn't you tell about the thugs from the Ghanaian group invading your house?"

Kiuchi whispered, Kamiya's hand that was about to open the bakery paper bag stopped.

"...It's not a big deal."

"Is it okay to lurk in your house with a knife and attack you?"

There was a bit of anger in Kiuchi's words.

Kamiya said sorry and apologized to Kiuchi.As a partner at work, it was reasonable to tell him what happened on Saturday.However, this would worry Kiuchi, and Kamiya didn't want to let himself misunderstand his tenderness.

Kiuchi let out a heavy sigh.

On the bench in Hibiya Park, Kamiya and Kiuchi sat side by side.Under the sunshine, the air of early winter is also softened.

This bench is located high on the promenade, opposite the fence in front of you, and there is a heart-shaped pool below.It is very different from the atmosphere on the neighboring Guanting Street.

Because Kiuchi likes to eat outside, as long as time permits, he will go to his favorite bakery to buy sandwiches, and eat lunch outdoors like this.

"Are the thugs from the Ghana group's second boy?"

"um, yes."

According to the information provided by Kusumi, it seems that the economic violence group led by the leader of the Ghanaian team and the militant faction led by the second son seem to be splitting.Asakura who was killed belonged to the eldest son's side, and those who witnessed the scene where Asakura was shot were the second son's subordinates.

The police suspected that Asakura, the eldest son, was killed by the second son, so this search was assisted.

While bowing his head and thinking about this, Kiuchi suddenly reached out and touched Kamiya's left cheek.Looking up in surprise, he met Kiuchi's line of sight at the closest distance.

"Prosecutor Kamiya, this injury must have been left by the thugs from the Kana team."

Gently stroked the scar.

The warm, slightly rough touch of fingers...

"You really have to be careful. If something happens to Prosecutor Kamiya, the suspects you are in charge of will be troubled too."

"Yeah, there are not enough prosecutors in the first place, so I will be careful."

Kamiya avoided Kiuchi's fingers with a wry smile.

Take the sandwich out of the paper bag and pop it into your mouth.Kamiya mechanically chewed the sandwich with raw ham and lettuce, and could still feel Kiuchi staring at his side face.

Kiuchi stared hard, as if trying to pry into his own heart.

"what happened?"

The corners of the eyes under Kiuchi's lenses were engraved with smile lines.

"I was thinking, the suspects in charge of prosecutor Kamiya are really happy."

"..."

"I also thought about it. There are not many prosecutors in Japan who can sacrifice their lives to save innocent people like you. Generally speaking, lawyers believe that their suspects are innocent, and prosecutors believe that suspects are guilty. , and the judge looks at it from an unbiased perspective. In this sense, the style of the prosecutor Kamiya is the closest to the judge...why would you want to be a prosecutor