Sean tilted his head. He seemed to see those halcyon days steeped in the fragrance of jasmine through the chill and murk. He was 17 years old when he went to bed with William as a birthday gift. The bygone sweet love was totally illusory. The only same thing bedevilled him yet as his first time in bed was the sensation of pain. It seemed to be interminable, which he stuggled in all the time but could never weathered.

Everything would have cloyed if you had watched it for 14 years. Besides, Sean didn't smell of jasmine anymore. All he had were the cooking smell and a weak body.

Not knowing how long it took, the door was opened from the inside . William stared at him coldly: "Continue to stand outside if you don't want to come in."

Sean staggered to his feet, wending towards the door. He was too grieved to stay stubborn. The most miserable thing was not that you never got what you wanted, but you had got the best erstwhile and finally you lost it.

William had wanted to take this opportunity to vent all the rest of his stifled anger on Sean, thinking Sean had been dragged down outside as he dared to ask for breakup then. However, he got stunned upon seeing his shirt, which was covered with a mass of blood.

Sean took a shower with lightly hot water, looking more emaciated after taking off the clothes.

"What did you do outside the door?" William carried the shirt in his hand with a perplexing expression.

"It's osebleeds." Sean said lightly and wiped the water on his face.

"Why not knock? How can I really keep you out?" William threw the blood-stained shirt aside and closed the bathroom door, walking towards Sean. He took of the clothes and threw them into the laundry basket.

William held Sean in his arms and kissed him under the shower head. His hand caressed him from the side waist to the chest, and then his brow furrowed more and more tightly: "Are you on drugs? How can you be so skinny?"

Sean shook his head and kept silent, even not mentioning the thing which just happened.

William did not care about it. He turned down the water and pressed Sean on the ceramic tile of the wall, kissing him deeply and kneading his side waist which was so sensitive in his memory.

Sean trembled when touching the cold ceramic tile. He had no strength to pander to William. He had a feeling of nausea when he looked at William's erotic actions with clear mind. Although he had not investigated and complained about it, he was not ignorant of his dissolute behaviour in the places of debauchery and sensuality during these years.

"Loosen your hands. I don't want it. I'm tired." Sean tilted his head and closed his eyes, looking debilitated.

William stayed his hand for a while and then pinched Sean's chin with great strength: "You don't want to be touched by me?" There was some suspicion and faint fury in his voice. Sean felt pain. He failed to tear himself from him after several vain attempts, which was really a waste of time.

"Think what you like."

Saying such words to William, who always dominated, was tantamount to provocation .

"I see." William sneered and then turned off the shower head, holding Sean's wrist with a vengeance to drag him out: " I have to fuck you today. I'll see whether you are well-fed with your shack job's semen."

Sean's wrist hurt, and even his eardrum stung from those malicious words. He stumbled all the way till he was dragged to the bed of the master bedroom, and he was almost thrown on it. He felt severely dizzy.

The water stains on his body soaked the bulk of the bed sheet. William was a man of heat constitution, so the air conditioner was not turned too high. Sean only felt cold. It was so cold that he could not help curling up and shivering.

William was stronger and taller than when he was young. He was more than one meter and eighty-five, making peole feel so oppressive. Sean used to feel a sense of security around him, while at this time he only felt panic.

Sean struggled severely as he didn't want to have sex with his beloved man in such circumstances. It made him feel humiliated and scared. But William had been seriously oppressed by anxiety and subconscious panic these days, he had to hold Sean in his arms and confirm that he would not leave him. Or he would go crazy.

Sean's hands were bound back by a necktie, then his body was occupied by William to the deepest face to face. Sean didn't feel comfortable, while William was young after all who was a hundred times stronger than him. It was unbearable for Sean to be pushed around by a man with such horrible strength which he couldn't resist at all. He thought it was like------rape.

William was eager to declare his sovereignty of Sean, leaving dense hickey on his neck. He got satisfied for the first time while biting Sean's nipple. After a while he resumed the state for the second time. He turned over Sean and entered his body from behind, pinching his waist violently with a malicious smile: " You're smart now to play hard-to-get. It's a lot more interesting than acting like a dead fish in bed all the time."

Sean would rather die than suffer from that. Both his body and heart ached beyong endurance. The third time, William injured him as he lost control of his strength. Sean could not stand it at all. Blood coagulation disorder was one of the complications of his desease. It was hard to staunch the ceaseless blood.