MTM 106

“Zed’s…?”

Harto blinked his sleepy eyes. He recalled the conversation they shared at the inn in Hipora Village.

‘Then… next time, can I see Zed’s too?’

‘Mine?’

‘Yeah. But if you’re too shy, I understand. It’s precious… so you have to keep it safe.’

At the time, Harto felt embarrassed to be the only one naked. He also simply wanted to see how different Zed’s body looked. He had let the conversation slip from his mind, so he never imagined Zed was still thinking about it.

‘Is today the chance, then?’

The thought made Harto burn with anticipation. He wanted to know the differences and similarities between himself and Zed.

“That’s right. You said you would show me.”

“I am glad you remember.”

Zed wore a satisfied smile as Harto’s eyes sparkled with recognition. He immediately lifted Harto, sat him on the bed, and walked toward the door. Zed checked the lock once more before he turned around. By then, Harto’s gaze was fixed entirely on the front of Zed’s trousers.

“Harto…”

“Yes?”

“It’s a bit… difficult when you stare like that.”

Zed was the one who offered, yet he found the stare overwhelming. He wondered if Harto was still a bit drunk.

Suddenly, Harto stood up. Zed worried for a moment that his companion had changed his mind.

But Harto pulled his trousers down without warning.

“……!”

Zed froze in surprise. Harto’s cheeks turned red as he spoke.

“I… I wanted to show you mine too. Is that alright?”

Harto spoke tentatively, but he had actually discarded his clothes without a second thought because he feared Zed might feel shy being the only one exposed.

“You just surprised me. It’s alright.”

Zed understood Harto’s consideration and approached with a gentle smile. He reached for a blanket to cover those bare legs, but Harto shook his head.

“I’m not cold.”

“Understood.”

Harto’s eyes glued themselves back to Zed’s lap. Zed wanted to laugh. That look reminded him of a child waiting for a delicious treat.

He leaned back against the bed as Harto wished and undid his buckle. A silhouette revealed itself beneath the thin fabric of his undergarments. Harto’s eyes went wide.

“Wait… Zed, did you put something in there?”

“No.”

“Then why is it so bi…wait? Oh, oh!”

As Zed pulled his trousers further down, the hidden shape was much longer and heavier than expected. Harto blinked in disbelief. The shock seemed to chase away the last of his intoxication.

‘Is this… right?’

At first, he thought Zed had stuffed a bundle of thick socks down there. He even planned to tease him if that were the case. However, the heavy volume on display suggested otherwise. It was so unrealistic that it looked more like a freshly baked baguette or a ripe eggplant.

“Harto? What’s wrong? Is it strange?”

Zed asked with an awkward expression, noticing that Harto looked stunned.

“Yes… no! I mean! It’s just… ah…”

Harto trailed off as he grew dejected. His gaze naturally fell to his own lap. Unlike Zed’s, which looked like it was about to burst, his own member sat timidly inside his loose white cotton underwear. It looked humble and small in comparison.

“Harto, if this is about the size… everyone is built differently.”

“Really…?”

“Yes. I am much taller and larger than you, Harto. That is why it is different.”

“I see…”

Harto nodded, accepting the explanation. He knew he was a monster, yet in moments like these, he strangely compared himself to human standards.

“That’s right. People said… elephants are huge too…”

“Elephants?”

“Never mind. Just… show me now!”

Harto raised his voice, trying not to let his spirits dampen. Zed held back his laughter and slowly pulled down his undergarments.

“Whoa… wow…”

Harto’s mouth fell open as the full reality revealed itself. Zed felt heat rush to his face at the sight of Harto’s wide eyes and pure admiration. He had never felt a thing while standing naked before his servants, but he hadn’t realized how nervous he would get just because the observer was Harto.

‘I only meant to tease him a little…’

It was true that he had felt a spark of irritation when Harto mentioned a lesson in sex education from Ser. In reality, he had started this as a prank to soothe his own twisted mood. Buy a part of him hoped that by sharing such an intimate secret, Harto would see him as even more special and unique. It was a desire for or exclusivity that Zed himself could hardly define.

“Are you very surprised?”

“Yes… but Zed, your thing… it’s really… big.”

“……”

That single, honest compliment sent blood rushing down his groin. Fortunately, he did not become erect immediately. However, the situation was becoming dangerous.

“Can I look closer…?”

“…Yes.”

As soon as he received permission, Harto leaned forward to inspect Zed’s anatomy. It looked flawlessly clean at a glance. The shape seemed somewhat similar to his own, but the veins were more prominent, and it was significantly thicker.

“The color… seems similar to mine. Or is it? Is yours a bit darker…?”

Harto pulled the waistband of his own underwear to look inside for comparison. His skin, untouched by the sun, was so white it held a tint of pale pink. In contrast, Zed’s was a more vibrant, healthy reddish-pink.

“Hmm…”

Harto turned his gaze towards Zed. Then his eyes landed on the area just above. Zed had used magic to change his hair color for now, but the pubic hair was originally the same gold as the hair on his head.

Harto stared as if he were possessed. He felt as though it might be as soft as the hair on Zed’s head if he stroked it.

“…Harto, are you finished?”

Harto’s hand began to reach out out of curiosity. Zed leaned his upper body forward slightly and asked in a low voice, perhaps uncomfortable because his trousers were still partially on. Harto jumped back in surprise and shouted.

“Ah, yes! Now, you look at mine too!”

Since he had scrutinized Zed’s most precious part so thoroughly, he felt it was only fair to show his own. Harto discarded his underwear without hesitation. Zed watched him with a meaningful smile.

“Harto, I don’t just want to look…”

The bed springs creaked as Zed leaned toward him. They were now close enough to feel each other’s breath.

“I want to touch it.”

“Eh…?”

“Have you ever touched yourself?”

“By myself? Um… when I wash…?”

Zed laughed at Harto’s innocent reply.

“Perhaps you don’t know because you are a monster. Humans sometimes comfort themselves when they are alone…”

“Ah…”

‘Wait… is he talking about… that act?’

Harto finally realized Zed meant masturbation. But that was the extent of his knowledge. Harto had spent his previous life tied to a hospital bed, fighting illness. He had never even watched an adult video, let alone tried the act itself. He knew it was a natural release of desire, but it was a realm he had never dared to enter.

Yet, the image of Zed releasing his desires alone made his heart pound strangely.

‘I… I want to see.’

Harto swallowed dryly. Zed did not miss the curiosity in his eyes.

“Shall I teach you?”

“……”

Harto silently nodded.