All Chapters of ASHES OF INNOCENCE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Laughter rang in the dimly lit room. The smell of smoke permeated the air, and the clinking of glasses mixed with drunkenness. Low whimpers, moans, and erratic laughter could be heard distinctly in the room. At the center were several young men with tender skin and delicate faces whining their butt and swaying their waists to the low song in the room. Some had tears in their eyes, showing how humiliating the situation was to them while some were smiling, having been used to the whole thing. "You come here. Suck me." This sort of command wasn't rare in the room, and at this time, the dancing young men would walk over to the nobly dressed men in the room and kneel in front of them. While their clear eyes remained fixed on the men, their fingers would work skillfully, removing the cottons obstructing them from capturing the half-erect dick of the men. They would open their eyes and hold the penis in their mouth, sucking with relish while making wet sounds to satisfy the tyrants. Thes

"You should always wash yourself properly after the activity to avoid a fever. This is basic knowledge." The doctor sounded annoyed as he lectured Brewster while checking his pulse. "You are not that young anymore. You should learn to take better care of yourself." He pressed on. Brewster, with a red face, stared at the middle-aged doctor attending to him. He had opened his eyes to meet himself in the hospital, his nose filled with medicinal scent and his ears with the beeping sound of machines. He still remembered vividly how his vision had turned black during the sex earlier, and for a moment, he thought that would be his end. He feared Ace would not attend to him and might leave him unconscious on the ground until he died. But when he opened his eyes and met himself in a hospital, he subconsciously felt grateful. At least, he wasn't left for dead..."Take this. Go into the bathroom to wash yourself and apply this medicine to heal." The doctor instructed. His tone was still fille

Jim heard the abrupt sound of something hitting the ground, and he turned his head, seeing Brewster staring into space with tears rolling down his face. "Brew... Brewster, are you okay?" He questioned, his eyes showing his concern. Brewster raised his head, lips trembling as he pointed to the road. "The hospital... Take me to the hospital, please." He pleaded, tears streaming down his chin. Jim's heart clenched. He solemnly nodded his head and started the car. He said nothing. More than anyone else, Jim knew Brewster very well, and he also knew everything about the young man's family. He knew about his mother, who had been living in a mental hospital for half a year already. But Brewster was crying so much... did something happen to his mother?Jim felt troubled. He wanted to say something, he felt the urge to comfort Brewster but he knew nothing could pacify the young man at the moment... especially after everything he'd been going through these days. The drive to the hospital wa

Brewster walked out of the hospital with his head down. He had walked around the garden, trying to gather his thoughts before meeting Jimmy as he feared worrying the young man. Jimmy had tried so much for him. He'd picked him up from the Cafe he used to work in, the first place he decided to make some money from after things went down the drain with his family but things weren't looking up at the Cafe either. He was too young and naive. The boss was too callous, and he would sometimes renege on his payment. The boss believed that Brewster had no one to fight for him, but Jimmy did. Not only did he fight, but he also took Brewster away, rented a studio apartment for him, and introduced him to the industry. However, the industry was just as bad as the outside world. Brewster was scammed. Where Jimmy could not see, he was made to sign a document that cut off his survival route. As someone with no backing, he was rendered helpless and made a slave to work his ass off while getting li

Brewster raised a brow. His lips parted, wanting to say something, but he closed them and slowly stood up. He knew he wasn't close to Ace. Ace preparing something for him to eat was already enough. He asked Ace to eat with him... He felt like he had gone too far. He sat on the couch and opened the closest dish to himself. The aroma filled his nose, and he licked his lips lightly. He was really too hungry. He picked up his spoon and began eating. When the sweet taste reached his mouth, he completely forgot about Ace's presence in the room and ate wantonly. Ace watched silently. He lost all interest in his work and just stared at Brewster as he ate innocently. Ace's eyes flashed. "They are similar." He mumbled. "They are really too similar." He rubbed his temple and sighed deeply. "Ian... where are you? Do you know this little star? He looks so much like you." He closed his eyes weakly. Ace's mood dampened, and he no longer felt like doing anything. Brewster wiped his mouth and lo