Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 226. BL

Henry’s POV

Through my research in BL mangas, I learned the following things: Apparently, every man can be ’bent,’ no matter how straight he was.

Men can apparently feel so much pleasure while being with another man that women could nearly be called obsolete.

Then, the man that was called the bottom would turn into the ’woman’ in the relationship, which was somewhat grotesque. From being called sister-in-law to wifey and such, while they clearly were men....if I imagine someone doing that to Kenny, he wouldn’t need to beat them to death; I would kill them first.

Yet what was clearly the most interesting thing: It is always the taller guy who poses as the ’top,’ even to the extent that mentioning him ’bottoming’ would be seen as an insult. Not even in one of the mangas I read inside this library was there a smaller guy fucking a bigger one. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

I am taller than Kenny.

He is not as tall as I am.

I was getting giddy after having understood that fact, yet when I imagined presenting my case to Kenny, I could foresee the world of pain he would let me experience.

If we go by Kenny’s visions, I would offer him to fuck me... I was sure that his visions were false, but now... I don’t know.

My questions were now the following: Was it like in the mangas? Was there always a woman in the relationship that bottomed and always a man in the relationship that was taller and on top, aka me? Was it like this silent agreement that each smaller guy and taller guy came to, as it was portrayed in the mangas?

Because like this...I could really picture myself doing it.

Though touching another guy’s (Kenny’s) cock...touching his balls and such... I really want to try, though I can’t say how I would react at that time...

When I finally went to find Kenny, he had finished his own research. Again, he opened up more about the giant; again, he let me touch him, stroke over his lips, and he even dozed off on my lap while I combed through his hair, just like a trusting little cat-master.

I continued to read the book he gave me, learning more about the experiments and finding that, for example, the intensified senses that participants would experience under DMT were similar to our leveled-up bodies. I could imagine that if our brains were cut open, there would be more DMT found than usual because, apparently, every brain has a little bit of DMT in it.

Kenny told his psychologist, and if they aren’t half stupid, they will find the connection of pineal glands and DMT, or maybe they heard us talking through the smartwatches already.

They will probably start to inject test subjects with the drug, which wouldn’t be purely bad. If they managed to create another person who could open, and most of all close portals, Henrietta wouldn’t be needed for that anymore.

Though, every person able to open and close portals would automatically receive an unmeasurable amount of power, which would be dangerous in itself.

I felt something and looked up, seeing the red-haired girl between the shelves, looking down at me and Kenny on the floor.

I checked, and when I found that Kenny was still asleep, I looked up again, and while still holding the book with one hand, I placed my finger on my lips.

She smiled like a young, shy girl, and to my dismay, she came closer and sat down across from us, a bit to the right, leaning against the shelf behind her.

I raised my eyebrows. What is going on with her?

"Thank you," she whispered, and I was even more bewildered.

"For what?" I asked quietly.

"You saved me," she stated.

"You and four hundred others," I hummed quietly. Don’t portray it as if I went out of my way to especially save you.

Her face fell quite a bit.

I checked again on Kenny and saw that he was still asleep. If she dared to wake him up...

"No... You saved me more often than the others..." This discussion didn’t seem to end...

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"From Sebastian..."

"...And?" I narrowed my eyes, not liking the signals she sent me.

Shrugging, she repeated what I had no interest in hearing.

"I just wanted to say thank you."

I looked at my hand, fiddling with Kenny’s hair to respond like he would.

"No problem." Back at that time, you also nearly woke him up by screaming, which was the only reason you were ’saved.’

I waited for her to go away, but she did not, which tugged greatly at my impatience when the head under my hand moved.

Kenny sat up again and stretched before blinking his sleepy eyes and noticing the red-haired girl.

There was a silent exchange between the two of them when, to my utter surprise, my hand was grabbed by Kenny. He played with it before tilting his head at the red-haired girl.

"Are you looking for a book... or...?"

I suppressed a fit of delighted laughter, suddenly feeling that Kenny was claiming ownership over his dog, which he should; I always want him to do that twenty-four seven.

I grasped one of his hands and interlocked our fingers.

The red-haired girl watched our intertwined hands with spite, finally displaying the kind of expression I had usually seen from her in the Deer World.

She stood up and walked away, apparently pissed off.

I finally couldn’t contain myself anymore and chuckled.

"What is the next lesson?" Kenny asked blankly, wanting to let go again, but I didn’t let him; instead, I put the book down to look at my smartwatch.

"Don’t know, but it will start soon." I said, sliding down against his shoulder to place my head on it.

I really want to know... If I offered Kenny to do it with me, posing as a bottom, would he accept like he would in the future?

I don’t want to destroy the precious relationship we have at the moment, but somehow... with each additional touch, it didn’t seem like it was enough anymore.