It’s a universal truth that male interests transcend national borders. These creatures, who make advances regardless of time or place, harbor dirty thoughts with the slightest bit of energy and dream of that with just enough strength to cross a threshold, as the old saying goes. This hypothesis has been scientifically proven through repeating history.

Of course, there are exceptions to every rule, and mutations do exist. These variant males fall into categories of those who hold something dear to their hearts: saints, religious fanatics, and stock traders. Stock traders are distinguished from other species by serving their god only during trading hours. In other words, they might view women as coldly as stones, but they’d die before seeing gold as anything less than precious.

According to renowned sex education expert Professor Gu Ae-seong, whenever she gives lectures, most men show extraordinary interest and remarkable concentration. The exception, however, was audiences at venture startup events or stock-related seminars. Throughout her lectures, they remained absorbed in utilizing scrap paper, leaving behind graffiti that could rival Basquiat[1] before departing. This became quite a famous anecdote that’s still told today.

Bae Jaewon, who had lived with the order book window[2] as his scripture, was undoubtedly a stock trader through and through, and his sexual knowledge was practically blank. To him, sex was merely a patriotic act for maintaining the species through reproduction. While his peers busily searched for partners like industrious bees, he was preoccupied with discovering undervalued stocks[3].

In summary, Jaewon could be described as not stupid but ignorant, far from pure but naive, not clean but virginal. However, even he couldn’t help but be shocked when the hand on his waist slipped inside his clothes.

“Mmph, mm… hah.”

The forearm that had been wrapped threateningly around his torso like an anaconda loosened smoothly before immediately hiking up his shirt. The moment that hot, firm palm pressed against bare skin, Jaewon gasped and his eyes flew open. But meeting those sinister, predatory eyes head-on, he had to squeeze them shut again.

As he struggled to accept the tongue invading his mouth mercilessly, Jaewon tried to piece together how he’d ended up in this state. He’d been dragged somewhere unknown, the back of his head gripped tight as his lips were being devoured.

The bastard who always charged at everything with the intent to finish it was, unsurprisingly, true to his nature. As if planning to eat his lips whole, he sucked hard enough to hollow his cheeks and gnawed at his lower lip. The fierce kiss made his neck stiffen, and sensations he couldn’t identify as pain or pleasure crashed over him. Oxygen deprivation made his breathing rapid and his vision hazy. Unable to even open his eyes properly while panting, Jaewon tried to turn his head away, but each time Dojun changed angles, meshing their lips even deeper. The hand that had been clinging damply like a starfish crept up, feeling along his ribs. Goosebumps prickled at the touch that roamed his chest as if measuring something. The moment fingertips that had been circling his areola flicked his nipple, his body jolted.

“Mmph…!”

When he resisted quite violently, the storage unit rattled. The cold metallic sensation against his back felt threatening. The vast pantry space extending on both sides of the entrance swallowed his struggles into darkness. Sensor lights flickered intermittently, detecting their tangled movements. Each time the lights flashed on, Jaewon caught glimpses of himself reflected in the storage unit glass. Despite not having a small build, his body was hidden behind Dojun’s massive back, and his face, visible just over the shoulder and flushed red as raspberry wine, was unbearable to look at.

‘Huh…?’

The hand that had been rubbing his chest broadly began kneading in earnest. Jaewon was genuinely flustered by the touch with its obvious sexual implications. He couldn’t understand the mechanism of how things were progressing. It felt like encountering bandits on the road, offering your bundle only to be told they didn’t need it and to offer your ass instead.

“Pft, w-wait, wait just a…”

His mind went blank. Even when he tried to focus, the gentle caressing touch that fondled his chest like breasts quickly scattered his thoughts. It didn’t seem to be for checking the slave’s physical condition as usual, nor for tormenting him. Question marks popped up simultaneously in his confused mind.

‘…His drinking habits are really awful, so be careful.’

Min Yerin’s warning suddenly flashed through his mind. Come to think of it, he could smell faint traces of alcohol on him. It seemed he was drunk and mistaking him for a woman. Having barely found the missing link, Jaewon hurriedly tried to collect himself.

“Hey, mmph, come… come out.”

He struck hard at the bastard’s shoulder, but he didn’t budge. Rather, it seemed to stimulate him clumsily as his intensity grew more violent. Jaewon groaned, pressed by the body charging at him like a rhinoceros. The thick torso was hot enough to steam, creating the illusion of bare bodies pressed together. The breath pouring near his ear and the wet sensation of tongue made his fine muscles contract. The low moans expelled with clumps of breath occasionally clung damply from his scalp to his nape. Cold sweat beaded on his heated skin. The humid air grew increasingly suggestive. His knees buckled and thighs spread. Jaewon bit the inside of his mouth to forcibly wake his drowsy consciousness.

“Ah, come on.”

He barely managed to reach out his tingling hand to grab Dojun’s hair. The lips that had been sucking at the corner of his mouth pulled away, and the sensation pounding through his whole body eased slightly. With a wet sound, a string of saliva stretched between their separated lips. His lower abdomen throbbed intensely, but the sight of wet lips glistening in the darkness was impossible to look away from.

Still gripping his hair, Dojun looked down irritably. His savage, twisted expression was threatening. Shrinking under the vicious aura that seemed ready to tear his throat out at any moment, Jaewon unconsciously gulped.

‘Don’t be scared.’

“Look, hah… you seem fucking drunk, so please look here.”

Having steeled his resolve, he boldly pointed between his legs. The bulge rising there clearly displayed his host’s masculinity. It was a strategy to pour cold water on the bastard’s excitement.

“I can see it well.”

“Right?”

Dojun muttered after staring, and Jaewon nodded proudly. In human Bae Jaewon’s dating dictionary, only heterosexuality existed. His personality of not caring how others lived if it wasn’t his business played a part, but it was also because his life had no variation except in specific areas. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he was like Windows with only My Computer on the desktop. That’s why even seeing Dojun pull his lips into a crooked smile, he followed suit and grinned without understanding. Dojun stared straight at Jaewon, who was giggling with a flower-field face, his eyes sinking dark and thick without a trace of humor.

“You want me to suck it?”

“What?”

“I told you not to whine.”

“Hah.”

His attempt at sobering him up failed miserably. In an instant, thighs like steel bars forcefully parted his knees. Jaewon, whose legs spread involuntarily, reflexively clung to the body before him, ending up in Dojun’s embrace. Tangled in this rather embarrassing position, Jaewon frantically tried to collect himself.

“Uh, hey, wait… hnngh.”

As he braced against Dojun’s shoulders to straighten up, suddenly his leg began moving up and down. The moment his center rubbed slowly against that rock-hard thigh, pleasure shot through his entire body like electricity.

“Ah, ngh. Why, why are you doing this…”

Jaewon’s eyes flew wide open in shock at his own moan. Unable to hide his dismay, he looked at Dojun, but he just tilted his head and stared back. Realizing those focused eyes were watching his state, Jaewon felt his throat close up.

“Don’t do this, you crazy bastard…”

His voice that started as a warning became a plea, trembling mercilessly. But the movements kneading his chest and rubbing between his legs only grew more secret and cunning.

“Ah, ah…”

Unable to resist the pleasure he’d never experienced before, Jaewon helplessly crumbled. The skilled movements constantly stimulating his erogenous zones gave him no time to think. The tip, erect enough to burst through his pants, began to ache. The urge to climax rushed up instantly, making his legs buckle and back curve.

“Mmph.”

A pained moan spilled out as a hand roughly grabbed his jaw, and in that instant his lips were devoured. Jaewon realized, while enduring the kiss that felt like being swallowed alive, that the man had been gentlemanly until now. The beast that had entered his territory rampaged without restraint. Shoving his thick tongue to the back of his throat like plowing, and when Jaewon gasped from suffocation, he’d sharpen his tongue tip to scratch the roof of his mouth. He stirred inside his mouth with pleasure that tightened his belly, sucking on the membranes.

Playing his tongue lewdly with a face genteel enough to seem heartless, he shattered Jaewon’s sanity. Lips, tongue, chest, penis. Sharp stimulation attacked every sensitive and delicate part of his body. It felt like his whole body had become a different organ. Jaewon shuddered and twitched, thrilling at the pleasure that was close to pain, like having his soul extracted and tanned. The kiss, close to bombardment, didn’t stop until he flailed like a drowning person, clutching at Dojun’s shoulders.

“Nnngh, hah, stop, please…”

“Jaewon.”

The voice tinged with laughter scraped his ears eerily. Dojun looked down at Jaewon panting in his arms with loving eyes and patted his cheek. The face grinning uncharacteristically created a sense of incongruity.

“Bae Jaewon.”

The voice drawing out his name was seemingly intimate but misty like fog. Jaewon tried to answer but his throat was locked and no sound came out. Dojun patted the cheek of Jaewon, who gaped like a goldfish, a few more times before stroking along the round shape of his ear.

“…Such a loose mouth.”

Wet lips meshed and separated stickily. The sound of membranes parting was embarrassingly explicit. His earlobes burned hot.

“Always chattering so well.”

The hand that had been kneading the soft flesh suddenly pinched and pulled his nipple. An indescribable sensation struck through his body like lightning, and Jaewon trembled without making a sound.

“Do you know how fucking hot it is that you can’t say a word when I just touch you?”

The expression of looking ready to go crazy from arousal while speaking rapidly made him doubt his eyes. The unfocused pupils were lewdly dilated, and his eyes gleamed like a dog with meat before it. Jaewon’s jaw dropped.

“Hah… This crazy fucker.”

Throughout his life, he’d seen countless people desperately trying various methods to shut his mouth, but he’d never encountered someone like this in all his days.

“If you’re the protagonist, then I’m your dick.”

Jaewon hurled abuse. Sensing that what stood before him was a genuine pervert, he activated the survival instincts buried in the corner of his reptilian brain. And he began to rack his brains furiously.

“I, right now… because I drank… can’t think of words well.”

But only truth comes out when drunk. Benjamin Franklin’s quote that alcohol doesn’t wash away worries and pain but rather makes them stronger was an unembellished fact. Jaewon mercilessly burst the soju packets he’d consumed hours ago in his mind and threw them with all his might like a shot putter.

“Ah… my head’s not working. Fuck.”

Frustrated, he covered his eyes and let out a heavy breath. Every moment was hot and heavy, like sitting in a furnace.

“When I sober up I’ll fucking talk your ear off, so just…”

“You curse too.”

“…Huh?”

“Fucking sexy.”

His skin prickled and spine chilled at the unexpected profanity. While it was true he was sexy, this was definitely not the situation to hear it. Watching the beast slowly lick his lips, Jaewon realized something had gone terribly wrong.

“Do more.”

Pulling him by the back of his head, he whispered over his lips. It wasn’t an idle threat. The face evident with excitement genuinely wanted it. As hot breath scattered on his sensitized skin, Jaewon grimaced in disgust.

“Fuck off, you pervert. Go listen to Kim Sumi all you want.”

Jaewon swung his arm at Dojun without hesitation. But he easily dodged, and the missed fist weakly landed on his chest. It was exactly like a delicate lady pounding on her sturdy lover’s chest in a tantrum. Dojun’s lips twitched before he bit down on his lower lip.

“Is that a cotton bat?”

“I’m only strong against the weak. I’m not usually this weak.”

“Ah, it’s hard to set the mood.”

Jaewon continued his protest trying to stay calm, but Dojun didn’t seem to hear. He buried his face in Jaewon’s shoulder and sighed. As deflated laughter poured onto his nape, his tailbone tingled and nerves stood on edge. Jaewon swallowed his moan and slowly tried to shift away, but it was futile. The massive body that cast shadows before him pressed threateningly against the wall.

“Ugh.”

Broad pectorals met his meager chest, bodies overlapping without room for even a finger between them. Jaewon flinched as something heavy and hard pressed against his thigh. He had a good idea what was threateningly poking between his legs, but the size was too unrealistic to be certain.

Jaewon’s gaze slowly drifted down. That thing bulging prominently through the fabric practically rested on his thigh. No matter how many times he looked, it wasn’t domestic market size. It was the kind of size that would get reported for false country of origin labeling if honestly marked “Made in Korea” for export. His widened pupils shook anxiously before filling with horror. Dojun, who had been watching as if enjoying the show, pressed his lower body even closer.

“Why are you looking like you’ll devour it?”

“Crazy, that’s not…”

“I’ll let you have a taste soon, so be patient.”

“What… ngh.”

His center rubbed bluntly. His waist jumped at the cunning friction, but his pitiful movements only stimulated the bastard more. Jaewon wanted to scream but his shrunken throat wouldn’t produce proper sound. His breathing destabilized and he dry swallowed. As Dojun’s back muscles writhed, sweat seeped into his hands gripping the collar, making them slip little by little. Heat boiled in his head like being trapped in a sauna, and his vision wavered.

“You’re already cooked.”

He languidly muttered while fondling his bright red earlobe. The deliberately considerate tone amplified his anxiety. His body, sensitized from constant touching, trembled at even small touches.

“I was going to slice you up raw.”

The low, sinister voice instantly changed the atmosphere’s genre. The strangely romantic mood turned to thriller, and his body that had been melting stiffened with tension. Jaewon tried to say something but the moment hot hands grabbed both sides of his chest, the sentences dancing on his tongue flew away cleanly.

“Hah… ah, hngh… wait…”

“You feel so good.”

The satisfied voice teased his ears and stimulated his shame. Large palms rubbed his chest in circles before grabbing his nipples and slowly twisting. Jaewon frantically grabbed Dojun’s wrists at the pleasure that struck his head. He tried to quickly remove the hands kneading his chest like dough, but the forearms thick enough to fill his grip wouldn’t budge. Instead, the increased contact area raised his temperature and made him feel even stranger. Jaewon bit his lip while twisting his waist.

“Nnngh, w-why are you touching my chest…”

“Then. Should I suck them?”

Dojun’s eyes widened slightly as if surprised. It was unspeakably shameless behavior, but facing him directly, all he could think was how handsome he was. Unlike the mouth spouting vulgar words, his countenance radiated elegance.

‘Why does he look like that?’

For the first time, Jaewon resented his appearance. In terms of making him forget words, he was practically Jaewon’s natural enemy.

“You’re so fucking handsome, really…”

“Should I stick it in right away?”

“What? What?”

“I don’t think it’ll fit though.”

Dojun spouted nonsense, then glanced down at his groin and lowered his hand. As the hands stuck to both sides of his chest like glue pulled away, his nipples stung from exposure to cold air. Feeling empty in that brief moment, Jaewon was considerably flustered. As he hurriedly pulled down his clothes, Dojun suddenly grabbed his buttocks.

“Eek.”

Jaewon gasped at the brutal force that seemed ready to burst his ass. Not satisfied with that, his eyes tore wide open and his whole body stiffened like stone as hands spread him apart. Dojun, resting his chin on Jaewon’s shoulder while looking down and kneading his ass, clicked his tongue as if troubled.

“Let’s loosen you up a bit more.”

He couldn’t understand what he was saying. But without time to question, palms stuck firmly to his chest again, making him grit his teeth and shake his waist. Each time Dojun moved his hands, the shirt rolled up to his collarbone brushed his jaw. He played freely, gathering the meager chest flesh to make it plump, then crushing the peaks flat with his thumbs. The moment he lightly scratched a nipple with his nail, Jaewon screamed in terror.

“D-don’t, you crazy bastard…!”

“You’re not wearing anything underneath?”

“Huh? Uh…”

“Naughty.”

He was the type to call even autumn leaves rolling by naughty. His jaw dropping in disbelief was swallowed by lips spreading in a slick smile.

“Mm…”

He’d lost count of how many times their lips met and tongues tangled. The bastard who had savagely bitten and sucked his tongue like a bear lapping honey pushed until he was dizzy from lack of oxygen, then pulled away when he was about to pass out. Then when he could barely breathe again, he’d attack once more. He didn’t stop until all strength completely left Jaewon’s body.

“Nnngh, hah…”

“What did you eat?”

Their lips lightly pressed and parted. His insides tickled at the teasing kiss, and Jaewon clamped his mouth shut. Dojun held the liquid-limp Jaewon firmly and pecked at his lips. Blatantly groping his chest while casually asking everyday questions, he caused short circuits in his thought processes. His senses tangled and vision spun. When he didn’t answer, Dojun painfully tugged his nipple as if urging him. Jaewon trembled like he’d been electrocuted before swallowing curses and confessing.

“Hah, alcohol, you fucker…”

“But why are you so sweet?”

Dojun narrowed his eyes and licked his lips. Something seemed to displease him greatly.

‘Does he not like sweet things?’

At the unbidden thought, Jaewon shook his head frantically in alarm. He was like a hamster rolling under a puma’s paw – this wasn’t the time to peacefully gather information.

“Food.”

“Just this and that… no, why suddenly food…”

“Did you eat a lot?”

“Uh…”

Good job. The low voice wetly soaked his ears, and lips descended like a reward. He was being properly caught up in his unique way of speaking, but there was no way to escape. Each time the gentle voice flowed into his mind, his heart pounded as if beating right under his ears.

“You’ll hold up well.”

“What, what will?”

Jaewon asked, trembling with anxiety. Dojun replaced his answer with an enigmatic smile, then suddenly supported Jaewon’s buttocks with both hands and lifted him clean up. Panicking at the sudden situation, Jaewon instinctively clung to Dojun, wrapping his arms around his neck and legs around his waist.

“Ah, ah, waaah…!”

“Heavier than you look.”

There was no time to be shocked at the monstrous strength that easily lifted a grown man. Dojun frowned slightly as he muttered, effortlessly catching Jaewon who flailed and entrusted his whole body to him. He lightly bounced Jaewon’s body as if measuring weight, then let out a satisfied hum.

“Ah, nice.”

Large hands kneaded the buttocks and thighs with just the right amount of flesh and muscle. Jaewon’s face burned bright red at the blatant touch.

“Ah shit, hey, come on…”

“I don’t like them just skinny.”

He hadn’t asked and wasn’t curious, but somehow his throat heated and tongue tingled. Dojun gazed at Jaewon, whose flushed face moved like a drunk, then pressed their lips together before starting to walk. Each time he moved, something large and heavy kept poking his ass, making him want to cry. He desperately wanted to escape, but clinging like a cicada on a tree, he couldn’t run away. While Jaewon fell into the abyss of despair, Dojun leisurely walked through the dimly lit corridor and entered a room.

His body dropped somewhere and something soft and plush touched his back. While his gaze was stolen by the vast, high ceiling like the night sky, a black silhouette filled his vision.

Dojun threw his sports jacket outside the bed, crossed his arms to grab his t-shirt hem, and pulled it off. A body perfectly sculpted with fat and muscle over a thick frame was revealed. Muscles wrapped tautly like a black panther rippled sensuously with each movement. His face illuminated in the subtle lighting was firm and elegant. The huge silhouette shrouded in darkness reminded him of a wild animal. Jaewon, who had been staring up entranced, flailed the moment he was covered by the black shadow, like someone waking from hypnosis.

“Ah, wait… wait. Time, time out.”

Looking up at him from the bed, he appeared extremely dangerous. No, actually he wasn’t sure who was dangerous. The broad shoulders, solid chest, eyes tinged with faint twilight – just looking made him swallow. Tingling from head to toe, his lower abdomen ached as if punched. Jaewon urgently grabbed the arms slowly caging him in.

“Um, I think you’ve drunk too much.”

“You’re the one who drank.”

“Yeah, why did I do that…? Anyway, I don’t know how we got to this point…”

“You seduced me.”

“Ah… excuse me. Please don’t talk shit.”

At the matter-of-fact tone like an answer guide, Jaewon objected with a straight face. But Dojun seemed completely unshaken in his belief. With his characteristic arrogant face, he looked down at Jaewon before lowering his waist while gnawing at his neck. The moment their lower bodies met, Jaewon let out a pained moan.

“Ah shit, hey… we can’t do this…”

He got goosebumps at dialogue he couldn’t believe came from his own mouth, but gave himself absolution considering his weakened mental state. This wasn’t the time to leisurely feel embarrassed. The atmosphere was exceeding dangerous levels. His reason, connected by threads as delicate as spider silk, constantly sent warnings, but his body played separately on its own path.

Twenty-three. Wasn’t this the age where even brushing clothes could cause arousal? His extremely healthy body had faithfully gotten excited from the devil-like bastard’s persistent sucking and biting, and Jaewon found it increasingly hard to endure the continued stimulation. His body, which had lived in celibacy while entrusting his soul to financial investment, couldn’t resist the hands playing with snake-like skill. To make matters worse, his brain, drunk enough to pickle in alcohol, only encouraged excitement while chanting que sera sera. The chastity seal that had been locked for over twenty years was slowly coming loose.

“Why.”

Dojun lifted his head and asked, having been mouthing along his jawline. The low, hoarse voice was stimulating. Meeting eyes like a beast before mating, Jaewon felt like half his brain disappeared.

‘Why couldn’t we again?’

While he questioned himself with a stupid face and reflected, Dojun slowly lowered his arm while maintaining eye contact. His thighs flinched apart at the heavy touch that swept across his chest, sides, and hip bones. Then the metallic sound of a zipper lowering scraped his eardrums.

“You’re hard.”

Low mockery split the silence. That thing bulging over his briefs was blatantly displaying its excitement. It was behavior opposite to its owner who dearly wanted to maintain his chastity. As lips curved in mockery, Jaewon wanted to just let go of his sanity.

“This is, you know, physiological, you kept touching so obviously… hah.”

The excuses tumbling out haphazardly cut off. As Dojun hooked his fingers on the brief band and slowly pulled down, his member sprang out as if it had been waiting. Jaewon’s pupils shook violently like an earthquake as it slapped firmly against his stomach. He felt the Maginot Line of his barely maintained mental state collapsing.

“Leaking everywhere.”

“……”

“I haven’t even touched it.”

The cruel confirmation followed. His member, soaked with precum, was literally leaking everywhere. The tip was flushed red with arousal, and his underwear was damp. There was no room for excuses.

“It’s flooding.”

“Ah, ngh.”

The sadistic bastard mockingly flicked the head with his fingertip. Even at that trivial gesture, the overstimulated member spilled more precum. Jaewon, red up to his neck with shame, squeezed his eyes shut. His body seemed to have gone crazy. Even the first day he encountered porn hadn’t made him this excited…

The air was the problem. The strange air that had filled Dojun’s car clung stickily to his whole body, disarming him and keeping him unable to escape this wet, suggestive feeling until now. The temperature, humidity, and lighting of this house seemed to conspire to drop him into a pit of lust.

“…Hah.”

When a warm hand wrapped around his member, Jaewon shuddered at the pleasure shooting from his lower abdomen to the crown of his head. He reflexively sat up and grabbed Dojun’s shoulders. The muscle-packed body was hot enough to steam and strong. Feeling the sturdy flesh move wildly under his palms, Jaewon swallowed dryly.

“Ah, wait… eek.”

Straight fingers stroked up the shaft before rubbing the head. His waist jumped spasmodically at the pleasure stabbing his abdomen. His legs spread wide and head twisted to the side. Sparks flew before his eyes like being hit in a vital spot, and strength drained from his limbs.

Though he’d inadvertently lived nearly celibate while betting his life on stocks, Jaewon was also a healthy young man. Like other males, when desire built up he released it healthily through exercise or happy time, so he had as much masturbation experience as anyone. Jaewon was quite knowledgeable about his own body and knew well where and how to touch to feel good. But being touched by another’s hand was a completely different dimension of sensation.

“Ahh, nnngh, ngh…”

Embarrassing moans spilled freely from his open mouth. It was an unfamiliar voice he couldn’t believe came from him. The large, firm hand gently rubbed his member while hot, soft flesh sucked at his lips. The pleasure constantly applied from above and below was excessively stimulating. His waist lifted and thighs spread wide. Panting with hitched breaths, Jaewon couldn’t endure the pouring pleasure and thrashed as if having a seizure. His wildly flung hand struck something hard. It was Dojun’s head.

With the dull impact, the head that had turned aside slowly faced Jaewon. The moment those pitch-black eyes gleamed eerily in the darkness, Jaewon frantically spilled out words.

“Hah, c-calm down. I’m a man.”

“So what.”

Before he could finish speaking, Dojun countered. He wasn’t being stubborn but genuinely seemed not to understand. Jaewon’s jaw dropped. In his position of being hard for another man, there weren’t many words that could persuade him. At a loss for words, Jaewon stuttered.

“In the beginning, Adam and Eve…”

“Were naked.”

“Ah, fuck. Not that!”

“What else matters besides that?”

“Well…”

It was illogical nonsense, but strangely he couldn’t mock or refute it. Dojun’s furrowed expression was utterly serious, and his near-perfect face contained all logic, plausibility, and credibility. As Jaewon stood frozen like he’d been hit with a stun gun, Dojun seemed to reach his limit of patience, grabbed Jaewon’s thigh and yanked him closer.

“I like your chattering, but I’m in a bit of a hurry right now.”

“Hah.”

“I’ll listen plenty later.”

His body dragged down helplessly fell back with a thud. Having knocked Jaewon down, Dojun climbed on top, restraining both wrists with one hand while firmly gripping his underwear and pants. The moment the sinewy hand forcefully pulled down his clothes, Jaewon’s vision went dark as he screamed.

“No, don’t!”

Dojun flinched at the sharp cry. His irritated expression seemed to be suppressing something considerable. After glaring at Jaewon in the silence, he eventually let out a short sigh.

“Then you be the woman.”

“What?”

“Suck it, baby.”

He lowered his head and parted his lips, sticking out his tongue. Facing this beast who gave vulgar commands like a prostitute while looking down arrogantly as if he’d never lowered himself, Jaewon’s mind began to go blank.

McDonald’s founder Ray Kroc[4] made immediate decisions and took action whenever he felt an intense instinctive sensation in his elbow. When he acquired the burger shop from the McDonald brothers to start his franchise business, he faithfully followed his elbow sense, leaving behind this quote:

“I felt in my elbow that this was a guaranteed successful business.”

Intuition is an endlessly abstract and unscientific sensory realm, making it unreliable. Overconfidence in baseless sensations leads to rationality disorders and ultimately sends you down the wrong path. Yet emotions and intuition can still be valuable sources of information. They guide judgment when reason and thought make complex decisions, discovering and drawing attention to details overlooked during conscious deliberation.

At this very moment, Jaewon realized that sensation wasn’t a natural talent given only to those destined for success. The intense intuition starting from his elbow spread through his blood vessels, pounding through his whole body.

The moment I entangle with that tongue, it’s over.

Moving sensuously while nakedly exposing its flesh like a red snake, it was soaking wet. His tongue inside his mouth remembered the sensation of tangling and rubbing with that treacherous thing. The moment he met those lasciviously curved eyes, reason and thought lost their judgment and decision-making power. Swept up by emotion and intuition, Jaewon lunged forward like a starving dog and swallowed the snake.

“Haah, haah, hah…”

It was much later when their violently tangled lips finally separated. As Dojun withdrew the tongue he’d shoved deep into his throat, Jaewon followed, spilling moaning breaths. Dojun pressed down on his forehead as he rushed forward again the moment their lips parted, suppressing the sensation dangerously rising from his core. His tar-like gaze slowly swept over the drowsily unfocused eyes and lips. The flushed face showed no trace of his usual thick-skinned, shameless appearance. Dojun felt refreshed and made a pleased expression.

“You fall for it well.”

He whispered, touching his dulled tongue with his tongue tip. Though clearly praise, a burning sensation attacked his ears. Jaewon twisted his strained neck and gritted his teeth.

“Ah, ngh…”

“That’s how you do it. Remember it well.”

Dojun softly captured his lips like giving a reward to him making anxious moans. As firm teeth lightly bit his lower lip, Jaewon’s eyes squeezed shut. At that moment, the hand rubbing his member strongly pressed the shaft, and Jaewon dug his nails into the shoulder he was holding at the pleasure sharply cutting through his back. Dojun frowned slightly before making a pleased rumbling in his throat.

“Does it feel good, you perverted fucker…”

“Look who’s talking.”

“Hah, wait…”

When Jaewon glared and grumbled, he smiled crookedly and moved his hand. As his thumb cruelly rubbed the precum-slick head, pain like needles stabbing his urethra attacked. Jaewon screamed but it was sucked into Dojun’s mouth.

“Mm, hah, nngh…”

While helplessly moaning in sensations he couldn’t tell were pleasure or pain, a hot palm broadly stroked his trembling thighs. The bastard who stole his soul with infuriatingly skilled touches would move his hand wrongly if he talked back, making tears spring to his eyes. The murderous pleasure like going between cold and hot baths drew lines down his back.

Sticky fluid flowing from the tip wet Dojun’s hand. Though the quickly soaked hand got dirty, he didn’t care. Rather, he used it as lubricant to stroke up the shaft. The sound rang clearly in his ears, and Jaewon shrank his legs, tormented by the urge to cover his ears. But it was useless because of the thick torso wedged between his thighs.

He was completely out of his mind. Being sucked while getting a handjob with stimulation applied from above and below was too intense for a virgin to endure. His instincts, unleashed for the first time, rampaged like a wild horse, trampling his already flattened reason into a pancake.

“Mm, nnngh…”

Jaewon flinched and pulled his lips away as he strongly felt the urge to climax. The moment their eyes met, precum gushed from his swollen head and his waist trembled. After repeated convulsions, Jaewon spilled out a sigh while chewing curses.

“Ah, I’m going crazy…”

“You look like you’ll come just from seeing my face?”

“Yeah…”

When Jaewon nodded blankly, the face that had been annoyingly relaxed went blank for a moment. Dojun let out a snicker with an expression like he’d been hit, then grabbed Jaewon’s thigh tightly.

“Ugh.”

“You’re driving me crazy.”

As his body that fell backward sank into the bed, Dojun pounced. Their lower bodies overlapped and weight pressed heavily on top. The moment he gasped for breath crushed by the pressure, their chests layered. Jaewon’s meager chest was flattened by the pectorals firmly raised with muscle. Moans came naturally as bare skin rubbed against the body hot and hard as heated iron. Having poured fierce kisses, he expelled clumped breath and whispered over wet lips.

“Touch it.”

The husky voice roughly scratched his eardrums. Jaewon bit his lips tightly at the feeling of all his fine hairs standing on end. Hesitating while avoiding the pouring gaze, Dojun pulled down the hand clinging to his shoulder. When something hot and hard touched his fingertips, Jaewon flinched as if touching dangerous material.

“Hey, ngh.”

“Ah…”

The moment he tried to shake off the hand, Dojun rumbled low in his throat and slowly closed his eyes. It was quite a stimulating voice. Jaewon stared up at Dojun blankly. The face with eyes closed in pleasure wouldn’t let go of his gaze. The slightly trembling eyelids, slowly moving Adam’s apple, and shoulders bunched with muscle dizzied his vision. Not knowing where to look while wandering, he moved his waist to slowly rub his thing against Jaewon’s center. The thick, heavy flesh crushed Jaewon’s member while stimulating the most sensitive skin. His head went numb at the rising tingling pleasure.

As if entranced, he wrapped his hand around the penis. That thing that couldn’t even fit in his hand was hot, thick, and huge. He could clearly feel the thick veins and sinews wrapped around the shaft and the writhing pulse in his palm. Jaewon moved his throat trying to calm his pounding heart.

“…Does it feel good?”

When he asked gruffly on purpose, Dojun opened his eyes narrowly. He showed his teeth between his lips in a smooth smile. Nodding honestly with a languid face, he rarely looked his age. Unable to take his eyes off the strangely young face, he began moving in earnest.

“Uh… ah, ah.”

Jaewon, who had been following Dojun’s movements with blank eyes, made stupid sounds before gasping when he thrust his waist up forcefully. The member in his hand began thrusting violently through his fingers. Each time the dark red member with raised veins viciously probed inside his hand, it strongly rubbed against Jaewon’s member, and blunt pleasure pressed down on his body.

His copper skin glistened golden in the lighting, wet with sweat. Each time the beast-like body thrust violently, solid muscles tightened and loosened, bulging. The roughly huge physique moved sinuously, capturing his gaze. It was lewd movement.

“Hey, um… ah, hah.”

The member probing using his grip as a hole crushed and rubbed Jaewon’s member. As his hand became slippery all over with bodily fluids, the friction became easier. The sound of membranes hitting wetly poked his eardrums and heightened arousal. His arm tingled. Each time the huge flesh shoving into his palm jumped from stimulation, Jaewon unconsciously squeezed his eyes shut. The thrusting force was so strong that his whole body shook each time he slammed his lower body. Solid, firm thighs bumped against his buttocks and legs, becoming pleasure that crawled up his waist.

His member, swollen to its limit, spilled precum steadily. Jaewon’s body enduring the urge to climax began trembling uncontrollably. Sweat pooled in the backs of his knees and pained moans leaked between his teeth. As climax approached, Dojun’s movements grew increasingly rough and fast. The face concentrating on the act with furrowed straight eyebrows was utterly sensual. Jaewon traced that face with sultry eyes as if licking it. The moment his vision blurred and nose stung, his mind went white.

“…Hah.”

His eyes squeezed shut and waist twisted. Reaching climax instantly, Jaewon ejaculated without making a sound. The explosively bursting semen splattered messily on his chest and abdomen. The member that had suffered from long frustration didn’t stop its rampage, and white semen pooled wetly on his flat stomach. Dojun stopped moving his waist and stared down at Jaewon writhing and floundering in the afterglow of ejaculation.

“Ahah, haah, hah, haah…”

“Looks like you had a lot saved up.”

“Shut up…”

As Dojun watched him panting frantically and muttered, Jaewon snapped. His voice, hoarse despite doing nothing, was embarrassing. He habitually raised his hand to cover his face but seeing it soaked with fluids, buried his eyes against his arm instead. Then he exhaled a long, tired breath and completely relaxed his body.

“Jaewon.”

“……”

“Bae Jaewon.”

“…I told you not to call my name…”

Jaewon, who had been lying limp as if dead, mumbled as if pleading when Dojun persistently called out. The low, hoarse voice stimulated and heated his body sensitized after ejaculation. He wanted to cover his ears but couldn’t put strength into his body that hung limp like laundry.

“How can you go alone?”

“That’s because you,”

Jaewon started to snap back immediately but couldn’t continue when his eyes met Dojun’s. He couldn’t spout manga-like words about ‘coming because you made such a lewd expression.’ Jaewon eventually cut off his words and bit his lower lip. Dojun examined his face flushed red like a radish with interest before pressing close and starting to rub against him.

“I’m pitiful, aren’t I?”

“What…”

“You should make me happy.”

Jaewon’s expression became subtle as his own words were thrown back at him. Regardless, Dojun languidly whispered while burrowing into his embrace. It created the illusion of a feline predator rubbing its forehead against his chest. Warm, firm skin rubbed against his chest and soft lips suckled at his areola. His heart beat so hard their breathing went out of sync. Thinking Dojun might hear that loud sound, Jaewon quickly pushed him away.

Kissing Jaewon’s forehead, he raised his waist and began rubbing his cock against his thigh. The hard flesh touching bare skin was hot enough to burn. Jaewon unconsciously shrank his legs timidly. The dark-colored member rubbing against pale flesh was sensual. Unable to look down, Jaewon crossed his arms to cover his face.

“Ngh…”

While slowly moving his waist and admiring Jaewon, Dojun stopped moving and reached for the nightstand. The sound of a drawer opening split the settling silence, and rustling noise keenly brushed his ears. Then something cold and sticky poured between his legs.

“Ah, what…”

He held down Jaewon who startled at the cool sensation. A warm palm spread the sticky liquid broadly over his skin, kneading his buttocks like massage. The elastic flesh caught and released in his grip moved stickily like dough. Straight, long fingers evenly traced the mounds of his thighs, hip bones, and perineum while persistently stimulating sensitive areas. As the thick mucus melted with body heat and flowed down his thighs, a ticklish yet teasing, subtle pleasure arose. As Jaewon unconsciously shook his waist and squirmed, he spread his buttock cleft. The embarrassing sound of stuck flesh spreading apart was made. Jaewon’s body jumped at that unfamiliar sensation.

“W-wait, where are you… ah…!”

Fingers traced around the entrance before spreading the private parts and pushing in. Jaewon’s voice urgently trying to stop him cut off and his body froze all at once. His waist lifted at the foreign invasion and delicate muscles contracted. Dojun, who had been watching him turn pale and convulse finely, began moving his hand. As thick-jointed fingers probed the inner walls and stirred inside his body, an indescribable sensation rang through his back.

“C-crazy…”

“Relax.”

When he burst out with moans and curses simultaneously, he dryly commanded. He reached out intending to grab his collar but there was nothing to grab on the naked body. Jaewon dug his nails into Dojun’s shoulders and clutched him.

“Breathe, breathe.”

“Ah…”

Even with nails digging deep enough to leave red marks on his skin, Dojun maintained a calm demeanor. As Jaewon’s face swelled like it would burst from blood rushing due to breathing imbalance, he pressed their lips together. A tongue pushing between lips forcibly opened his mouth to clear his airway. Dojun began inserting and withdrawing his finger while drinking in the breath bursting in his mouth. Gel-covered fingers squelched in and out below.

“It’s just a finger.”

“Hah, augh, hah…”

“You’d think I shoved my whole arm in.”

The calm voice teased his ears. As fingers were added one by one, they steadily widened the cramped entrance. The inner walls that had never been invaded contracted strongly following the unfamiliar movement. His fingers went numb from the tight squeezing force and body temperature hot enough to melt. Dojun’s brows gathered and his jaw tensed. The touch probing below became rough and fast.

“Eek.”

Fingers pushed up inside. Jaewon swallowed his breath and lost color at the indescribable sensation. His body stiffened with a flinch and tensed to his toes. Each time strength entered below that had loosened, gel and fluids leaked out, dripping down. Legs beaded with sweat slipped on the sheets.

“Nngh…”

Suppressed moans leaked between clenched teeth. He couldn’t come to his senses from the foreign feeling stirring his insides. If what filled him inside was just discomfort and awkwardness it would be bearable, but the sensation ringing his solar plexus was definitely pleasure. His lower abdomen pooled with heat tingled unbearably. Dojun licked his bright red earlobe with his tongue while gathering his lips to suck the flesh. Jaewon’s neck shrank at the hot temperature clinging thickly to his ear. As his breathing rapidly quickened, Dojun rubbed his scrotum with his palm while sweeping his perineum with his thumb. At that moment his inner walls clenched tight, and cloudy liquid spurted from his flushed tip.

“Ah, hah…”

Veined hands desperately clutched the broad back. Colorful sparks flew in his blackly flickering vision. Jaewon convulsed and panted at the pleasure racing violently through his whole body. Dojun, who had been taking it all in with his eyes, slowly withdrew the hand he’d inserted below. He wiped his hand soaked with fluids on the split part of his thigh muscles. Then he slowly reached to the side and picked up a condom scattered on the sheets.

“Worth watching.”

Lips forming a long curve held the condom. The canine teeth revealed below his lips chewed the wrapper and tore it as is. The slightly wrinkled bridge of his nose and jaw with prominent tendons were sensual. Jaewon’s face, entranced watching him skillfully tear the condom, was pierced by a naked gaze. Under the persistent gaze like targeting prey, Jaewon unconsciously avoided eye contact. Rolling his aimless eyes around, he suddenly discovered something thick and huge positioned near Dojun’s lower abdomen. That thing standing erect as if about to burst boasted tremendous majesty.

Jaewon’s drowsily unfocused eyes widened hugely. Of course he’d been touching and rubbing and doing everything with his hands until now, but seeing it with his eyes was a different dimension. As Jaewon stared holes through it, stiff as a stone grandfather statue, Dojun pulled up the corners of his lips.

“It’s a bit small.”

And he spouted words that made him doubt his ears. Jaewon, who fell into momentary panic, reconsidered the meaning of the word ‘small.’ It wasn’t something to say with a weapon between his legs. He shook his head wildly enough for his cheeks to tremble.

“My body was smaller back then.”

Back then? In the moment of mulling over the meaningful words, Dojun put the condom on himself. The huge member covered in thin membrane gleamed slickly in the darkness. As it gradually approached, goosebumps prickled up his spine.

“Ah, wait. Just a moment.”

Jaewon hastily sat up. He swallowed hard while slowly backing his buttocks away. Then he pointed at the cockhead standing stiffly with a serious expression before slowly turning his finger toward himself. Dojun just watched silently. When he nodded as if urging confirmation, he finally slowly closed and opened his eyes. Jaewon’s complexion turned deathly pale.

“You’re going to put that in me?”

“Excited?”

“Wanna die?”

His pale face twisted viciously. Jaewon roughly lashed out at the face smooth as black jade.

“This is insane. I need to get out of here.”

He hurriedly got up and stretched his legs out of bed but was easily subdued. A firm arm hooked around his neck and knocked him down. Jaewon, who fell after getting caught perfectly in a clothesline technique, looked up at the ceiling incredulously before jumping up. He glared at Dojun and screamed with all his might.

“Are you even human?”

“I haven’t even started doing things that would warrant that.”

Dojun hung an ambiguous smile on his lips as if feeling strange. Jaewon didn’t stop criticizing his middle leg.

“How can a human have something like that attached?”

“I didn’t have picky eating habits.”

“What and how much did you eat growing up? If Earth has a food shortage, it’s because of you.”

“You’ll hurt my feelings if you keep that up.”

The bastard grinning with his cock out was disgustingly sexy. Jaewon’s gaze, forcibly silenced, dropped down. He’d guessed from seeing it over clothes that it crossed borders in size, but seeing it bare before his eyes, it wasn’t a genital but a weapon. That bazooka-like thing was a size that could have personality. Afraid he might talk to it if he let his guard down, Jaewon pulled himself together and put strength in his wide eyes.

“No. Absolutely won’t fit. My ass isn’t the boa constrictor from The Little Prince[5].”

Jaewon glared and threatened. What was he supposed to do with that elephant-sized thing? It wasn’t a size the human body could handle. All sorts of terrible imaginings filled his head bustlingly. Dojun, who had been watching Jaewon trembling in fear, swept his lips with his tongue. Hair stood on end at the expression of aroused appetite.

“Stop making me horny when I’m already holding back.”

“Oh mama…”

He spoke in a thoroughly aroused voice and panted against his ear. As hands like pot lids grabbed both buttocks as if to burst them and pulled, Jaewon’s body pressed tightly against him. The terrified Jaewon squeezed his eyes shut.

“Close your eyes and picture a box.”

“Hah…”

“The cock you want is inside it.”

The bastard who had been licking and chewing while probing the hollow part of his ear with his tongue whispered sweetly. Jaewon noticed the box he unconsciously pictured in his mind looked familiar.

“Don’t fuck with me.”

“Not working, huh.”

When Jaewon coldly snapped, he clicked his tongue as if disappointed. Unlike his loose expression, he began pressing increasingly. As the muscle-packed body wrapped threateningly around him, his brain sensing crisis spun sharply to devise a solution. He quickly began spouting words.

“There are many causes of death in the world, and while people live without any preparation for their own death, I’m different. I have a clear dream.”

“What is it?”

“To die crushed by money.”

“……”

“Not to die impaled on a cock.”

As Jaewon placed his hand on his chest and spoke reverently, Dojun’s eyes turned cold. From his eyes that became a straight line, he could tell he regretted seriously listening to Jaewon’s words even briefly.

“Bae Jaewon.”

“Sounds like bullshit? If you listen more you’ll get attached and it’ll be fine.”

“Take it off.”

“Haah…”

His ambitiously deployed mental disruption skill came to nothing. At the firm command, Jaewon collapsed, covering his face with both hands. Dojun grabbed the shoulders of Jaewon crumpling like tissue paper with a mundane expression and pulled up his clothes.

“No, hey… If you put that in I’ll really die.”

“Hurray.”

“No, dying from happiness is really not…”

Jaewon whined and complained at the touch personally removing his top, but Dojun was relentless. He threw the removed shirt out of bed and pulled Jaewon’s legs to drape over his shoulders.

“Aaah.”

Jaewon who fell back let out a single cry. Thick, firm thighs touched his buttocks and the thick body pressed close. As Dojun’s face approached, his scent mixed with sweat hit strongly. At that primal body odor, heat rose to his face and he swallowed.

“Say ah. Ah.”

Dojun urged with their noses touching. Jaewon stared blankly at the red tongue rippling between his lips before fumblingly opening his mouth.

“Not there.”

Not there? When puzzled Jaewon just stared blankly, Dojun moved his pelvis to rub his thing around Jaewon’s entrance. The primitive sound of his member wet with gel and fluids squelching was heard. Only then understanding his meaning, Jaewon’s face burst into flames. His lips trembled with shame.

“You fucking bastard…”

“Woof.”

When Jaewon spat curses with a bright red face, Dojun grinned and countered. Kissing the bridge of his nose, he bit the lips of Jaewon who was about to hurl abuse. As tongues tangled and dense kissing continued, stealing his soul, the head secretly spread below and entered.

“Ah, wait… hah.”

Just pushing in the head a little made his breath catch. The heavy flesh slowly entered, crushing tender flesh. His fingertips curled and his stomach exhaling clumped breath sank deeply. Jaewon gritted his teeth, moaning at the sensation of spreading below that he couldn’t get used to.

“I know it’s fucking late to say this… but… ngh.”

“Then don’t.”

“Nngh.”

As the member pushed in, lips touched his eyes. It was a soft kiss, contrary to the outrageous lower body. He’d already noticed this was the technique the bastard used when pushing situations his way, but it was irresistible. The gentle kisses landing in turn on his eyelids and bridge of his nose scattered his thoughts. Moist flesh captured his painfully spreading lips. While he tilted his head, carefully sucking his tongue, the soaking wet entrance loosened limply and clung subtly to the head. Unable to believe it was his own body’s reaction, Jaewon flinched his knees up and down, spilling out sighs.

“Someone accomplished like you, ngh. Shouldn’t get tangled up with someone like me.”

Lines that would only appear in a third-rate romance movie popped out between their locked lips. But Jaewon was sincere. Though his body consumed by pleasure couldn’t translate rational judgment into action, he at least recognized the situation was fucked up. He continued, struggling to swallow dryly.

“This isn’t right…”

Jaewon mumbled painfully with a slurred voice. Since he was saying this while tightly squeezing below, it didn’t have much credibility, but that was how he felt. At his feeble protest, Dojun stopped moving and gazed at Jaewon steadily. It was quite funny how he cried ‘no’ with his upper mouth while his lower mouth whined ‘yes.’

“That’s right. I was going to do that too…”

Jaewon’s wistful expression crumpled nicely at the low murmur. Though they were his own words, he felt strange when Dojun readily agreed.

“But I can’t.”

But that was brief, as he violently thrust his body with a devilish smile. The thick flesh roughly spread below and entered, and Jaewon thrashed his limbs, writhing at the pain washing over his whole body.

“Aaagh…!”

Despite the scream, insertion wasn’t properly achieved. The tautly spread private parts struggled to hold just the head, constantly pushing out the mercilessly invading flesh. Dojun, who had been letting out low moans, sat up and cupped Jaewon’s buttocks. Large palms began kneading his ass as if trying to ease tension. The taut flesh repeatedly pressed down and rose up. As the tensed body melted under skilled hands, Dojun pressed his lower body with all his might. Bronze thigh muscles bulged, and the head that had been perched at the entrance dug deep into the inner flesh. At that moment, pain like his body splitting in half pierced through Jaewon’s entire being.

“……!”

This time no sound came out. He could only barely exhale harsh breaths going “kek, kek” with his eyes wide open. For Jaewon, who had lived carefully prioritizing his own safety whether rain or shine, this was pain he’d never experienced before. Despite all the loosening up, he stiffened rigid as a log again.

“Relax.”

“Ahah, ah, ahhh…”

“Relax a bit… ngh.”

Dojun, who had been coaxing in a suppressed voice, swayed for a moment. With a pained moan of “ngh,” his head tilted back and thick tendons rose over his abs. It was because the forcibly spread entrance narrowed, crushing down on the head. Though he’d barely pushed in just the tip, the tightness was so intense his whole body tingled. He’d expected it to some degree, but it was beyond what he’d imagined. As Dojun gritted his teeth trying to change the angle of insertion, the inner walls suddenly contracted, wrapping tightly around his penis.

“…Ah.”

Veins stood out on his thick neck and his pectorals jumped as if convulsing. The constantly writhing, moving inner walls clung stickily, squeezing his member painfully tight before pulling it in violently, making him lose his mind. Hot as lava, it seemed ready to melt everything. The muscles under his eyes trembled at the extreme heat and his lower back burned hot. His lips twisted up as he suppressed the impulse covering his body red.

“I get that it feels good but… don’t squeeze so tight.”

“Crazy, hngh…”

The expression lowering his eyebrows while letting out a sigh-like laugh was utterly captivating. Even while floundering in life-threatening pain, Jaewon couldn’t take his eyes off those that stared as if ready to devour him. The moment the black irises smooth as carved stone gleamed brilliantly, he unconsciously clenched below. Dojun, who had been slowly moving his waist, twisted his brows and expelled turbid breath. He could feel unfiltered how his thighs squeezing his buttocks twitched.

“Hah…”

I’m dying. 

The hoarse voice muttered self-mockingly. It really was killing him. Even just keeping it in was so tight his entire lower body throbbed, but the inner walls wouldn’t let go of his cock. Unable to push in more or pull out, he had to endure the wanton inner flesh biting and chewing on his head. He was surrounded on all sides. The pressure as strong as a hand stroking made his breath catch.

“Let me live.”

Dojun tilted forward as if collapsing, pressed his forehead to Jaewon’s chest and spoke pleadingly. His body was already soaked with sweat, and his back swelled and sank greatly each time he breathed laboriously. The unfittingly fragile appearance reminded him of a trapped beast.

Jaewon swallowed hard. The sight of him, always leisurely, unable to keep up was unspeakably arousing. The growling sound of catching his breath scraped stimulatingly at his ears, and his heated earlobes gradually stained red. His heartbeat grew louder and below moved on its own, clenching and mouthing at the member. Amidst the numbness with all sensation paralyzed, only the feeling of fullness filling his body was vivid. At the utterly unfamiliar sensation, Jaewon didn’t know what to do and rustled his limbs. Because of that his buttocks rubbed against the groin, and Dojun’s eyebrows twitched as he endured the stimulation.

“…At this rate we’ll both die, so relax.”

He muttered with difficulty while pressing down on Jaewon’s shoulders to hold him still. Then immediately kissed him. A tongue pushing between closed lips rubbed sensitive membranes, digging in without hesitation. Jaewon’s neck burned red at the messy kiss, and his body exposed to unexpected pleasure melted wetly. As the entrance that had been violently clenching the member loosened, Dojun put his weight behind forcefully driving his body in.

“Mmph…!”

The huge flesh roughly split the inner walls entering. Jaewon’s mouth reflexively closed, teeth biting down hard on what filled his mouth. Dojun’s straight eyebrows furrowed as he had been carefully probing only the sensitive parts with his tongue. He pulled out his tongue clearly marked with teeth marks and made a whining sound.

“It’s gonna get cut off.”

“Ah, nnngh…”

“Above or below.”

As if the bitten part stung, he made a tongue-clicking sound and scrunched one eye. Dojun, who had been rotating his pelvis little by little, turned his eyes to glance at their tangled lower bodies. He quietly took a deep breath and thrust his waist up sharply. The member that had been halfway in pierced through the cramped inner flesh. Pushed by the violent recoil, Jaewon hit his head on the bed headboard.

“Hah…!”

His legs spread wide with a single moan. The utterly unfamiliar sensation rang through his belly, and Jaewon panted unable to breathe like someone hit in a vital spot. His body writhing in pain instantly soaked with sweat. Dojun stared at the face losing color while thickly pushing in to the root. Faint pleasure brushed through his mineral-like eyes.

The thick pillar crushed inside, digging into the deepest place. As the viciously raised veins on the member rubbed against the tight interior, scorching heat spread. The blunt tip buried deep in flesh, testicles pressing right against the swollen red entrance. His mouth fell open at the penetrating feeling of his body impaled whole on a huge spear. Jaewon trembled all over while wrapping one arm around his abdomen.

“Ah, my stomach, stomach’s gonna burst…”

“Ngh… Don’t stimulate me.”

“You bastard, really… Really gonna burst… hngh.”

Shocked at the bastard getting aroused by death throes, Jaewon hurled rough curses. But Dojun seemed more excited, moaning while greatly rocking his waist. As the thick member stirred inside, the inner walls rubbed messily, and pleasure accompanied by pain rang through his waist. Jaewon swallowed his breath with an “ugh” and thrashed his legs. The more he did, the more Dojun bluntly rotated his pelvis, repeatedly rubbing and grinding the membranes with his member. Only when Jaewon was about to pass out did he lower both arms to brace against the sheets, firmly supporting his upper body. Dojun admired Jaewon sweating coldly with his bottom pierced through before slowly moving his body. Pulling his pelvis back then thrusting up, the member that had slightly withdrawn dug deep in again.

“Ah, it hurts, nngh. It hurts…”

Jaewon breathed shallowly and moaned at the fullness that felt like his bottom would tear. Physiological tears formed at his painfully twisted eyes. Each breath made him acutely aware of the heavy volume filling him inside. As the flesh pillar stubbornly pushed into the resisting inner walls, gel squeezed out little by little. Dojun traced what flowed down to the perineum, slowly rubbing it on the junction spread taut without a single wrinkle. At the delicate touch, the private parts twitched and clung more thickly to the surface. Dojun held down Jaewon’s waist trying to escape upward and slowly withdrew his body backward.

The clinging inner flesh was dragged out wholesale with the withdrawing flesh pillar. At that unfamiliar sensation, Jaewon violently twisted his brows and convulsed helplessly. His lips parted and his toes stained red trembled. Unable to endure the arousal climbing up his spine, he twisted his head and buried his face in the pillow. His eyes rolled back inside closed eyelids.

“…Ahhh.”

“Does it only hurt?”

As he twisted his waist letting out pained moans, Dojun asked as if seeing right through him. When there was no answer, he bluntly moved his pelvis then sharply pressed his center. The rock-hard member impatiently rubbed the membranes, deeply churning the inner flesh. As the off-guard inner walls clenched tight, twisting and squeezing the member, rough breath burst from Dojun’s mouth. He scowled but had a slight smile hanging on his lips as if something pleased him. He stuck out his tongue to forcibly open Jaewon’s lips, then gently caressed the curled tongue inside as if soothing it. The red snake tangling on his tongue gently urged, “You should answer.”

“Well…”

Jaewon looked troubled. Even out of stubbornness, he couldn’t say yes. His member pressed up to his upper belly was steadily leaking thin fluid. When he just gaped unable to answer, Dojun raised his lips in a grin as if he’d expected it. Jaewon, who had been staring blankly up at the disgustingly handsome face, closed his eyes. He was like a rat in a cage.

Dojun pulled his waist back, slowly extracting the embedded member. It was a very slow, subtle movement. The member withdrawing so gradually he could vividly feel the bumpy raised veins on the shaft gently swept the sensitized membranes. Jaewon lifted his waist and panted at the heat pooling in his lower belly. That thing retreating slowly as if to engrave the shape of blood vessels on the inner walls suddenly changed angle and jabbed up at a certain spot.

“…Ah!”

A chilling thrill viciously clawed down his spine. Pressing down the body jumping up, Dojun rubbed that same spot again. A cool sensation like splitting and rubbing nerve bundles strand by strand ravaged his whole body. Cruel pleasure struck down like lightning, spreading hotly inside his belly. Jaewon couldn’t even close his gaping mouth, trembling all over with his face buried in the pillow.

“Hah, ah, ngh… Hey, wait… What is this…”

Dojun carefully watched him panting with a dazed face while probing below. The tip of his member poked around rubbing the sensitive spot. Sharp pleasure repeatedly struck his head hard enough to make his thighs jerk up. The suddenly contracted inner walls clung tightly to the thick pillar, sucking strongly. At the intense suction, the member swollen to bursting pulsed, deeply pounding the inner flesh. The soaking wet membranes greedily clenched and pulled each time the member probed the slippery inner flesh before withdrawing. Lewd squelching sounds rang in his ears. Jaewon’s head tilted back and veins bulged on his nape.

“Taking longer than I thought.”

“Nnngh! Ah! Ngh!”

“I thought you’d go over as soon as I stuck it in.”

A mocking voice pushed at his temples. It was a nerve-grating sound. Jaewon wanted to snap “You seem to say that from watching too much porn,” but only moans came from his mouth. He had no energy to spout other sounds. His head and body pickled in pleasure like falling in a honey pot wouldn’t move as intended. As if knowing all this, Dojun raised his eyebrows and lazily lowered his eyes. It was truly a devilish face.

“You were looking at me with eyes desperate to get fucked.”

“When did I… Ahh!”

When Jaewon bristled and raised his voice, Dojun slammed their groins together. Watching him convulse unable to continue speaking, he leisurely rotated his waist. The hard head stirred the soft membranes as tingling arousal pooled hotly in his abdomen.

“W-wait, wait…”

Jaewon urgently placed his hands on Dojun’s chest. He tried to push the bastard away but the body hard as iron didn’t budge, and the taut skin wet with sweat kept slipping in his grip. Because of that, he ended up groping the huge pectorals like a pervert. As trembling hands fondled the firmly raised chest, the bastard seemed excited, letting out beast-like moans while beginning to work his waist roughly. Jaewon was stunned at the more violent thrusting.

“Ah! Agh! Why suddenly… C-calm… Ngh!”

“Ah… You only do things that turn me on.”

“Don’t do it there, don’t… Ahah!”

“But I don’t want to.”

“You…!”

When he put strength in his flickering, blurring eyes to glare at Dojun, he brazenly met the gaze and began pounding in earnest. The solid mattress surged from the force of slamming like an angry horse, and the frame rattled noisily. Impaled on the body thrusting so hard his glutes bulged and dimples formed in his buttocks, Jaewon shook wildly. The lewd sound of thighs and buttocks stickily colliding rang out obscenely.

“Ngh, ah! Agh! Haah! Ngh…!”

“You like it here?”

As the head pounded his sweet spot, pleasure like electricity stretched flowing to his toes, and Jaewon let out screaming moans. Dojun pressed down the body jumping like a fish while thrusting up from below. Flattened against the thick pectorals, Jaewon couldn’t move at all and just had to helplessly shake each time the member beat into his insides.

“If it’s this deep inside, ngh.”

“Sl-slow, ly, ngh, nngh, hah.”

“No one but me could probe it for you.”

Fireworks exploded before his eyes and saliva dripped from his unconsciously open mouth. When overstimulated Jaewon curled his bright red toes and clenched tightly below, the member forcibly spread the densely bunched inner flesh entering to cruelly rub up the inner walls. At the terrible pleasure corresponding to the pain, Jaewon flinched without making a sound.

“Ah, ah…”

“You take it well.”

Lips praising as if proud curved in an arc. Eyes bending wickedly turned toward their junction. The completely loosened, limp entrance was firmly biting the head while greedily swallowing the shaft. The sight felt unfamiliar like looking at someone else’s body. His dazed mind understood the words a beat late, and his face soaked with sweat burned bright red with shame. The angry inner walls squeezed as if wringing the flesh filling his belly, twisting the head.

“Ngh.”

Dojun’s brows furrowed and his hugely swollen body flinched. His twisted eye corners trembled. He rubbed his groin against the buttocks, letting out growling moans that rumbled in his throat. After shivering as if with chills, he twisted up the corners of his lips while biting his lower lip with an expression of holding back intensely.

“Don’t squeeze so much. I’ll come.”

“Shut up…! Ah!”

Jaewon burst out frustrated moans while groaning. Hearing words he’d only ever heard spoken from his own mouth felt strange. He had to endure instant karma hitting him as the imposing head mercilessly probed up the tender inner flesh.

“Haah, ngh…”

“You really do feel things well.”

The flesh with bumpy raised veins swept down the membranes as if licking with a tongue. As Jaewon’s face melted wetly at the tingling pleasure, Dojun teased with a voice tinged with laughter. He exhaled a satisfied breath then buried his member deep again. Tightly woven abs writhed as the thick flesh stubbornly pushed into the soft, sticky inner flesh.

“Nnngh, ngh, mmh, ah…”

Unlike the relentless pounding until now, this was a gentler movement. Dojun’s momentum, which had been charging like a bull, had eased considerably. His member rubbing slowly inside as if savoring it gently swept the membranes. Sticky, thick pleasure spread through his blood vessels. Dojun, moving leisurely, gradually lowered his body to bring their stomachs close together. As his member rubbed against the firm abs, precum gushed from Jaewon’s flushed red head. Being stimulated front and back seemed to turn his brain to mush. Jaewon closed his eyes and moaned mindlessly. As the thing thick and hard as an iron bar gently and thickly rubbed his sensitive spot, Jaewon’s member, swollen to bursting, twitched.

“Hey, um…”

His mosquito-like voice didn’t reach Dojun. Jaewon crossed his legs and twisted his sides at the approaching urge to climax. Urgent gasps burst from his wet lips.

“I, I think I’m gonna… ah, nnngh…”

His voice grew smaller and smaller. Unable to say he was about to come, Jaewon mumbled with unclear pronunciation, his face bright red. Though it didn’t seem right for a man to come while being fucked from behind, the sensation squeezing his lower belly was undeniably that. As his mental state collapsed like dominoes, he barely held back the urge while clinging to Dojun pleadingly.

“I said I’m gonna… stop…”

Jaewon pushed him away, repeatedly taking care not to touch Dojun’s chest. But it was like a jellyfish trying to move a rock. The iron-like body didn’t budge. To make matters worse, his sweat-slicked skin was slippery and wouldn’t grip properly. His powerlessly fallen hands eventually settled on Dojun’s waist. The waist that tapered in contrast to his thick torso was utterly ideal. Forgetting the situation for a moment, Jaewon groped his firm, smooth waist as if entranced. Dojun watched what he was doing and chuckled.

“Such a pervert.”

“Hngh…!”

Then without giving him time to respond, he thrust his waist up violently. Jaewon gasped and stiffened his body. His face turned bright red as blood rushed to it while he gritted his teeth as if trying to hold back. The tightly tensed inner walls clamped down on the member churning the entrance, making it unable to move. Dojun rumbled low in his throat, savoring the dense, tight grip. Letting out pleased moans, he rotated his waist to stir Jaewon’s insides bluntly.

“Ah, really, hah…”

“Come.”

His ears burned hot at the naked, vulgar words. When he barely lifted his eyelids heavy with pleasure to glare at Dojun, he responded leisurely.

“That’s why I’m fucking you like this.”

Indeed, he was moving flexibly and gently, diligently pounding only the sensitive parts. The moment he saw that arrogant face, Jaewon was strangely thrown into a sensation like having his back scored with a sharp knife. His legs trembled and he shuddered at the terrible pleasure. Unable to endure the intense burning sensation, Dojun held down the writhing Jaewon while violently thrusting his waist to pierce through to the sweet spot. At that moment, Jaewon’s writhing member ejaculated explosively, and the bursting semen splattered everywhere.

“…Hah.”

The white, sticky liquid splattered up to his cheek and ran down like tears. Semen that had stuck to Dojun’s jaw and hung in long strings dropped onto his chest. “Good shot,” came the mocking voice from above, but it only echoed around his dazed ears.

The area under his back caved in deeply, and a sensation of falling endlessly into an abyss through split cracks covered his body. Jaewon was miserably crushed by the intense pleasure he’d never experienced before. Dojun stared as if to devour him with his eyes half rolled back, trembling finely. It was a gaze closer to observation. The attentive black eyes were microscopic and obsessive. When he pushed in deeper, the hungry inner walls rushed to wrap around him. The inner walls clinging viscously to the shaft bit, sucked, and licked at his member. Chilling pressure and pleasure surged up. Thick veins stood out on Dojun’s forehead and dimples formed in his buttocks. He tightened his thigh muscles to delay climax.

Jaewon’s body, which had been suffocating in a flood of sensations he couldn’t tell were pain or pleasure, stopped convulsing and went limp. Breath burst from his mouth that had only been spitting out silent screams.

“Ah, haah, haah, ngh, haah…”

Jaewon breathed frantically like someone rescued from drowning. His state of being unable to even open his eyes properly was pitiful. When he brushed away his sweat-soaked hair, his white forehead was revealed. Dazed eyes that looked ready to faint at any moment turned this way. Dojun caressed his damp cheek before pushing his thumb between his lips. Jaewon flinched for a moment, then hesitated before moving his tongue to wrap around Dojun’s finger and gathering his lips to suck. The sight of him clumsily sucking his finger while clenching around the cock buried inside stimulated sadism more than arousal. Dojun watched Jaewon like a video technician gauging frame rates, then changed his pelvic angle to press their groins tightly together.

“…Hah.”

The member suddenly digging deep pushed up his inner flesh. Jaewon’s body jumped up at the tingling sensation penetrating to his marrow. His skin, sensitized to the extreme by the terrible afterglow, was at the point where even a brush would make him scream. But when the thick flesh rubbed mercilessly against the bright red congested membranes, pleasure close to violence poured out. Jaewon, who had been exhaling harsh breaths at the indescribable sensation, hastily reached out to grab his shoulders when Dojun showed signs of moving. He pleaded desperately with pale face and shaking eyes.

“Wait, I, I just…”

“Yeah. I saw.”

Dojun replied with a mundane expression while thrusting his waist up forcefully. Seeing the bastard not even blinking while rocking his waist like a beast, Jaewon turned deathly pale.

“Ah, hngh, aaah!”

You fucking bastard! The curses he screamed at the top of his lungs were swept into his mouth as he greedily swallowed his lips. Jaewon shuddered and gritted his teeth at the way he kissed as naturally as a serpent. But making his anger meaningless, he immediately had to open his mouth at the momentum of slamming in hard enough to break his body.

“St-stop, ngh! Haah! Ah!”

The inner walls, moderately loosened after ejaculation, clung like suction cups to the member probing and entering the hole, pulling it inside. Dojun relentlessly pounded in, savoring the sticky, elastic tightness. Each time he slammed in, Jaewon’s body convulsed and clung even more wetly. In boiling elation, he breathed roughly and spurred on the thrusting.

“Be gentler…! Ahah!”

Jaewon thrashed wildly at the chilling pleasure, but the muscle-packed body persistently held on and wouldn’t let go. The more he tried to escape, the more it only stubbornly rubbed the sensitive parts. It was an utterly sloppy movement. Jaewon, writhing from the excessive level of pleasure, ejaculated as if wetting himself while twisting and squeezing the member pounding his sweet spot. At that moment, Dojun’s body swelled hugely. The member that had been writhing violently tangled with inner flesh swelled to maximum in an instant, and Dojun buried his face in Jaewon’s nape.

“Ngh…”

He trembled greatly while letting out a heavy moan. At the same time, the member buried deepest in the inner walls trembled and climaxed. Jaewon’s legs that had been suspended in the air dropped and sprawled carelessly.

“Haah, haah…”

“Phew…”

Panting breaths and the heat emanating from tangled bodies warmed the air sultry. Dojun, who had been catching his breath while holding Jaewon tightly, slowly raised his body. The member that sprang elastically to his upper belly as soon as it withdrew from inside Jaewon still boasted tremendous majesty.

When he peeled off the condom, the dark red head revealed its huge form. Just looking at it glistening with fluids made him feel sick, and when Jaewon swallowed hard, Dojun grabbed the end of the condom and turned it inside out. Semen that spilled swaying onto Jaewon’s body flowed down along his perineum. The swollen red entrance twitched and gaped. Dojun quietly observed the sight, then clicked his tongue with narrowed brows.

“You spilled it all.”

His tone was like scolding a careless child. Dojun traced the semen flowing down the mounds with his finger and slathered it thickly on his member. The dark red member covered in white semen created quite an obscene sight. While Jaewon watched with blank eyes, the swollen member dug deep into his inner flesh.

“Uhh.”

“You should eat it all in one bite.”

The gentle tone as if he would personally feed him was shamelessly lewd. With waist movements flexible as a water snake, he probed below while evenly spreading semen on the inner walls. His knees automatically rose and his lower back trembled at that unfamiliar, blatant sensation.

“Ahh, hey, ah, ngh, wait… don’t joke around.”

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Jaewon’s face hardened frighteningly as he became serious. But Dojun didn’t even pretend to listen as always, and Jaewon urgently punched his shoulder with a thud. He was desperate enough to forget even the fear he always felt subtly or blatantly toward Dojun.

“Crazy, how can we do more here…”

“I was just going to have a taste but it’s really unsatisfying.”

“……!”

At those words, Jaewon’s complexion turned white as a wax doll. From his abundant social experience, he knew better than anyone that no one could stop a troublemaker trying to have a meal at a tasting corner. All the color drained from his body at the sight of Dojun licking his lips with dangerously debauched eyes.

“I’ll go gently this time, so spread properly.”

A wicked whisper settled on his trembling lips. At the same time, the huge head roughly spread the swollen membranes and entered. Jaewon, his waist bent like a bow, closed his eyes hoping to faint.

***

Few people wake up feeling refreshed in the morning. Most people just wake up.

On mornings when you don’t want to open your eyes, it’s good to recall Tom Peters’[6] maxim. Jaewon stored the management scholar’s incisive insights on his brain’s hard drive and called them up whenever needed to defeat morning laziness or suffering. This waking method helped him kick off the covers in time for school or work, contributing greatly to daily life.

Though he was that capable at mind control, at this moment he couldn’t open his eyes. As his awakened consciousness emerged from REM sleep and became clearer, memories sprouted up like mushrooms after rain. The memory fragments that gathered and rippled like buoys connected by thread, gradually revealing their outlines, aroused an impulse to enter eternal sleep. In the history of last night reviving in full color, Jaewon felt the same helplessness as when he’d gone to bed clutching his heart pounding with fear after the US stock market crashed the day before, then woke at dawn to wait for market opening.

He wanted to become a handful of ash right there, but his hangover wouldn’t let him. Jaewon’s liver, abused the day before, wanted revenge and made him pay the price. Unable to bear the splitting headache, Jaewon opened his eyes. When he barely lifted his stiff eyelids, light pierced sharply into his eyeballs. Reflexively frowning, he rolled his stinging eyes to slowly focus. As his blurry vision gradually cleared, a picturesque scene unfolded before him.

Sunlight poured brightly through the large window at the front of the bedroom. The dazzling radiance illuminated every object in the room, shining particularly strongly on the bed. Following the trajectory of light with blank eyes, Jaewon finally discovered the huge figure lying beside him.

Dojun, warmly tinted by the morning sun, slept peacefully like a black panther enjoying languor. His bronze muscular nude body wrapped in sheets reminded him of an ancient Greek sculpture. The sight of light particles like sugar grains gently settling on his black hair was like light fairies dancing on the sleeping head of a black dragon from a fairy tale.

Hair scattered disorderly over his straight forehead created a defenseless atmosphere. In contrast to the nose bridge rising prominently from between his brows giving a strong impression, the eyes drawn under dark eyebrows stretched elegantly like an orchid stem, creating a delicate impression. His features with various aspects mixed together stole one’s gaze. His peacefully sleeping face was like an innocent boy, with no trace of his usual maturity. It was amazing that the bastard sly as a century-old serpent looked young, and Jaewon examined his face piece by piece.

His optic nerves gradually awakened, and starting with them, his five senses activated one by one. Unable to take his eyes off Dojun, Jaewon unconsciously moved closer, then swallowed a scream at the dull pain hitting heavily up his waist. His whole body ached as if beaten. Jaewon curled up and silently screamed, only lifting his head after the pain subsided. His gaze, grown even more haggard, wandered aimlessly before stopping between Dojun’s legs.

“No, fuck…”

Seeing his center standing as if about to pierce through the sheets, Jaewon’s already poor complexion turned blue-green. As if all that rampaging yesterday had been a spring dream, that thing standing with its head held high without tiring boasted overwhelming majesty. Jaewon squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head as if he’d seen something he shouldn’t. The atrocities the bastard had committed last night flashed past his trembling eyelids like a revolving lantern.

He was a terrible bastard. After melting him down to the bones the first time, when Jaewon collapsed exhausted from successive orgasms, he began to properly devour him. Flipping him over when he’d lost form and become liquid for doggy style once, pretending to help him up for face-to-face sitting once, taking him to the bathroom claiming to wash him for standing once.

Humanly speaking, after all that he should have passed out. But the bastard wasn’t human. Crushed under that heavy body, trembling while taking all that stamina like a rhinoceros in heat, Jaewon eventually half-fainted. Dojun personally dried him until fluffy, then stared at his half-dazed state.

‘You look fresh again after washing.’

Then that’s what he said. At the same time, a gleam entered his eyes, and he tried to go once more as if it were natural, making Jaewon despair. The saying that a man’s ideal type is a new face was science. The bastard extracted new aspects from Jaewon each moment to get newly aroused. When he kicked his ribs while squawking that he’d die, terrified of the bastard who kept getting hard and attacking endlessly, he finally stopped. Dojun looked at Jaewon trembling like a gummy bear about to be eaten with very regretful eyes, then withdrew after leaving only one comment.

‘Let’s continue tomorrow.’

He didn’t know if he’d collapsed from rising blood pressure at those words or fallen asleep from exhaustion. He grabbed the back of his neck, closed his eyes, and when he opened them it was morning. Unlike Jaewon who only had his soul left after being devoured down to the marrow, the bastard’s body was more lusciously firm than ever, and his face gleamed like glazed pottery.

Confirming the bastard’s unbelievably fresh state, his back turned cold and his hair stood on end. His words about not wanting “death by happiness” as his epitaph were one hundred percent sincere. Jaewon swallowed hard and moved as quietly as possible. He struggled down from the bed, dragging his body heavy as wet cotton. When his feet touched the floor, stinging pain viciously climbed up from his heels. He bit his lips hard and trembled, then when the pain subsided, looked around the room with a haggard complexion.

The vastly spacious bedroom looked bigger than all of Jaewon’s studio apartment combined. Being actually inside a place he’d only seen on TV or in magazines felt strange. He stared blankly at the sky and city view visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows, then finally came to his senses and began looking for his clothes.

The clothes scattered around the bed like shed skin fully displayed last night’s heat. Feeling heat rise to his nape, Jaewon hurriedly picked up the clothes. While threading his trembling legs into his pants, he discovered condoms scattered all over the floor and lost vitality. Looking at the rubber pouches filled with semen with empty eyes, he unconsciously counted them, then frowned when they didn’t match the number in his memory. Then he turned pale remembering they’d done it raw once.

‘What if I get pregnant?’

The shameless face grinning while cumming inside replayed vividly before his eyes like a video. And his own image cursing at that bullshit before ejaculating. Dull heat pooled in his lower belly, and Jaewon, pale as an albino, forcibly stopped reminiscing and threw on his shirt haphazardly. Having buttoned it in a zigzag pattern making his appearance quite stylish, he hurriedly began crossing the room.

Jaewon walked carefully, gathering strength in his toes. With each step, dull pain shot up from his lower body, making him let out pained moans. Even so, he diligently moved his feet while checking the homeowner’s movements.

“Mmm…”

His body froze and limbs stiffened like stone at the low humming sound. Jaewon stopped right there and only turned his head to look back. The beast on the bed was waking from sleep. As he turned on his side, the sheet draped at his waist slipped down, revealing graphic-like abs and hip bones. Seeing the solid thighs with split muscles and protruding external obliques, Jaewon felt his reason clouding. He unconsciously swallowed.

Gulp.

His Adam’s apple slowly rose and fell, and the sound of saliva going down his esophagus echoed in the quiet room. It was such blatant noise even the pigeons at the window would be embarrassed. Only then did Jaewon snap to his senses.

‘Fuck, this is rock bottom.’

Startled by the sound he’d made, he regained his reason and quickly left the room. Walking briskly through the corridor, a vast space opened up. In the middle of the living room like a movie set stood a large whiteboard. The incongruous object that didn’t match the location caught his eye. Jaewon unconsciously stopped and turned.

It definitely didn’t look like a typical living room. The board was messily covered with numbers, letters, inequalities, and symbols, and piles of paper were scattered abundantly near the recliner. A4 papers stuck to walls and windows were densely filled with unidentified formulas. Jaewon went blank at the sight reminiscent of a scholar professor’s lecture hall.

‘Physics?’

The calculations written in black were a bit different from mathematics. As Jaewon approached the board and reached out his hand, sounds came from the room.

“…No, this isn’t the time.”

Startled as if hit in the back, Jaewon shook his head vigorously to come to his senses. Like a dwarf escaping a sleeping dragon’s lair, he moved carefully while holding his breath, and as a result was able to safely escape the bastard’s den.

It seemed to take a good thirty minutes just to get out of the building. He thought he’d go crazy with another door appearing after passing through one. Jaewon scurried about squeaking like a mouse trapped in a maze. Only after passing through facilities worthy of a spy movie and crossing a parking lot full of supercars could he finally get outside. Coming out the exit and finally stepping on asphalt, sunlight shone brightly overhead.

A shirt with missing buttons, wrinkled pants, sneakers crumpled on. Unlike his shabby appearance, his clean hygienic state revealed to the world that he’d spent an irreverent, secret night outside. Jaewon looked up at the sky with a gaunt face. The warm sunlight felt hot and annoying like scorching sun, and post-nut clarity hit strongly. Walking the walk of shame, Jaewon withered palely like a vampire exposed to sunlight.

He’d done it.

He painfully covered his face, avoiding the sun. It was common for people to touch him out of curiosity, attracted by his appearance. He should have scolded loudly as usual, but somehow he’d been helplessly swept away. Last night’s intercourse where he’d faithfully followed instinct as a slave to desire unfolded before his eyes in 16K quality.

‘Was I a pervert?’

Jaewon agonized, falling into self-criticism. More than the expansion of sexual orientation to include men, he was shocked at getting aroused by a fictional character in a novel. The past when he’d found it strange reading about a man who fell in love with a manga character and held a commitment ceremony with a cotton pillow attacked like a boomerang. He had no right to laugh at him.

‘Plus it was my first time.’

A rosebud blooming profusely in the building’s flower bed dropped. Jaewon mourned his virginity while melancholy. It wasn’t for beliefs or religious reasons, just that he’d accidentally maintained his virginity chasing graph tails instead of women’s behinds, so he didn’t particularly assign meaning to it… But still, he was confused because he hadn’t expected to experience the back before the front. Above all, it was hard to accept himself moaning like a manga protagonist. To think he was so weak to pleasure… He felt betrayed by himself, who he’d always proudly considered the incarnation of reason.

“Haah…”

A sigh burst from his swollen lips. He was disturbed and embarrassed. No matter how much his physique rivaled athletes, his personality was like a century-old serpent, and he was amazing at sex, Dojun was still the most likely protagonist candidate. Clinging to him who should end up nicely with the female lead and moaning was a serious incident.

‘I’m going crazy.’

Feeling a strong urge to escape, Jaewon wanted to log out of this mundane world. He’d kissed, had a mental breakdown, closed the market, took a sidecar, and ended up having sex.

Why did he do it? Blaming was useless. It only made the memory of losing reason like a blown fuse and rushing at Dojun more vivid.

“I had no choice. I couldn’t help it.”

Jaewon stood up to the voice in his heart reproaching him.

“Where else would you find such a perfect guy?”

A devastatingly handsome guy who’s also big down there and amazingly good at sex. He wasn’t talent limited to humans. He was a male exemplar of the species. Though Jaewon shuddered remembering writhing in terrible pleasure all night, he took pride that his judgment in marking him as the protagonist wasn’t wrong. But at the same time, now that he’d laid hands on that protagonist… it was an unprecedented emergency.

Fluttering like paper with a troubled face, Jaewon caught a taxi parked on the roadside. He had to escape this place first.

“To Jonse High School please.”

It seemed best to go to school first. He felt like hiding among people might calm this turbulent heart. Thinking would come after.

“Student. You buttoned your shirt wrong.”

“Leave me alone.”

“Oh, it’s fashion.”

When Jaewon snapped like a pufferfish at the kind driver, he looked awkward and averted his eyes from the rearview mirror. Soon crackling frequency noise spread through the silent car. DJs’ voices flowed from the radio with calm classical music in the background. Jaewon half-listened to a listener’s in-law story while concentrating on his thoughts. The speeding car soon arrived at its destination.

“I’ll get off here.”

“Oh, okay. Take care, student.”

When Jaewon spoke just as the daughter-in-law in the story swung a eaten pig’s foot bone at her father-in-law, the driver let him off while barely collecting payment. He got out of the car, leaving behind the driver absorbed in the radio broadcast, forgetting even to reset the meter.

The front gate was bustling with students going to school. Jaewon scanned groups of female students with eagle eyes, confirmed Lee Ga-ryeong wasn’t there, and withdrew his gaze without regret. Come to think of it, model student Lee Ga-ryeong would have already finished arriving at school and be sitting at her desk with time to spare after previewing first period. The moment he strode through the school gate without hesitation, a sharp voice stopped him.

“Hey, wait.”

“You have 3 seconds. Summarize and speak.”

“Bad attitude.”

When Jaewon spoke rapid-fire without even looking, the discipline committee student’s expression twisted unpleasantly. He looked Jaewon up and down with cold eyes and clicked his pen.

“Bad hair. Bad uniform.”

The discipline committee member detailed Jaewon’s free appearance with magpie nest hair and only uniform top and bottom, writing in the log without pause. Regardless, Jaewon swung his legs like a delinquent while busily scanning arriving students with his eyes.

“Didn’t even bring a bag… Did you come to school to play?”

The discipline committee member’s gaze, sneering with a scornful expression, stopped at Jaewon’s chest. He narrowed his eyes as if unable to believe it and pushed up his glasses. He seemed to doubt his own eyes.

“Why are you wearing Kim Dojun’s uniform?”

“What? I did?”

Jaewon was startled and examined his body. Sure enough, the uniform shirt he wore was excessively large. The shoulder line didn’t fit, and the sleeves fluttered when he moved his arms like a traditional Korean overcoat. It was awkward and ridiculous, exactly like a child secretly stealing and wearing adult clothes. No wonder it felt strange how broadly it wrapped his body. Plus the clothes smelled unusually good, so he’d thought his senses had gone haywire from last night’s aftermath, but he’d come out wearing the wrong thing. Having grasped the situation, all color drained from his face.

“Did you hear? The transfer student came wearing Kim Dojun’s uniform!”

“What? What about Kim Dojun?”

“What, what?”

“What did the transfer student do now?”

“Who? Where? I want to see too!”

Students whose lives were boring didn’t let the discipline committee member’s words pass. They began gathering with gleaming eyes like hyenas targeting prey. Seeing them huddled together murmuring like potato dumplings[7], his body turned cold and he broke into a cold sweat. Jaewon calmed his churning stomach and dealt with it calmly.

“What are you talking about? This is my uniform. I deliberately wear it like this because I like the feeling of large fabric wrapping around me.”

“Then what’s this?”

When he played dumb, the discipline committee member grabbed Jaewon’s collar with an expression saying he’d expected as much. Looking down disdainfully, he flipped over the left chest of Jaewon’s shirt. The crumpled name tag area was revealed, and blue embroidery gleamed brilliantly in the sunlight.

“Kim. Do. Jun.”

His clear voice speaking in staccato spread like ripples among the students. The meaning of wearing clothes with that name embroidered was undeniably clear. All around became deathly quiet. Unable to look back at the audience, Jaewon froze. He barely moved his tongue with superhuman will.

“I… I stole it. I stole Kim Dojun’s uniform and wore it out.”

“‘Wore it out’… Were you together until morning?”

“You bastard, you think everything that makes sound from your mouth is words?”

Hit to the bone by the discipline committee member’s sharp point, Jaewon lost his reason and went wild. The discipline committee member coolly interrogated him without blinking as he flailed like a crow whose gold coin was stolen.

“What’s your relationship with Kim Dojun?”

“We’re like the priest and Jean Valjean[8]. Dojun fed me, let me sleep over, fucked… no, shit, that’s not… Anyway, he was good to me but I ungratefully stole his uniform. That’s all. That’s it.”

Jaewon desperately explained with a pitiful expression, shaking his eyes. When the discipline committee member showed no particular reaction, he added “Shame pierces my heart like a dagger.” But the discipline committee member didn’t listen. His eyebrows twitched as if discovering something, then he yanked Jaewon’s shirt collar. As his pale neck was clearly revealed in the sunlight, the discipline committee member let out a scoff.

“Apparently Jean Valjean and the priest suck each other off too.”

It was vulgarly explicit language. But no one cared. Everyone’s attention was entirely focused on Jaewon’s bare skin. Dark red spots were scattered on his neck and collarbone like bruises. The bruise marks starting from his Adam’s apple continued down to his chest. Jaewon’s mental state, which hadn’t examined his body in the rush to escape after waking, crumbled finely. To make matters worse, his face flushed as the sensation of the bastard’s bewitching lips persistently biting and sucking his nipples came back to life.

“Oh my.”

“Good heavens.”

Teenagers witnessing the lewd traces of the night blushed and exclaimed. Admiring sounds heated the scandalous air. Jaewon raised his head to look at the discipline committee member like a mortal enemy. But he didn’t even glance at Jaewon. He was just concentrating on the bruise marks. Moving his lips, he seemed to have more to say.

Then Jaewon suddenly recalled the moment his life was shaken by Minesweeper. The moment when he’d endlessly planted red victory flags only to detonate a mine with a misclick at the end. He was feeling similar to then. The sharp sensation of intuiting ‘I’m fucked’ being carved into his skin…!

“No, don’t…”

Jaewon shuddered at the overwhelming déjà vu. It was a sensation learned through his skin after falling into the book and experiencing dirty situations countless times. If he couldn’t stop what would come from that mouth, he’d suffer. Jaewon threw himself at the discipline committee member but was a step too late. A merciless light flashed past the eyes behind glasses, and the lips of disaster opened.

“You… were Kim Dojun’s possession.”

The discipline committee member publicly executed Jaewon. Sounds of swallowing came from among the students who had formed a crowd, and Jaewon grabbed the back of his neck, feeling his trauma flare up. Staggering like a villain meeting his end, he couldn’t handle his surging blood pressure and fell backward.

Protected translation courtesy of Moonflower Verse.