IOB Ch 16

“You… you should’ve told me about this kind of thing earlier. If it gets exposed to the public later, it’ll be hard to clean up. What’s the name of the group? If it’s still active, we need to deal with it immediately…”

“Ah, you don’t have to worry about that.”

My head was pounding like it was going to kill me, but Woo Seonrim spoke calmly with a gentle smile. However, the content of his words was something I absolutely couldn’t take lightly.

“Anyway, everyone related to me is dead. So, relax.”

“…”

“I even checked recently, just to be sure. It seems like there’s not a single person left who knows I was there. Even if someone shows up, it’ll be fine.”

Woo Seonrim tilted his head, pressing his forehead against mine. With a playful gesture, he whispered softly, as if murmuring words of love.

“…What do you mean, they’re all dead? Woo Seonrim. Explain properly.”

“It’s exactly what I said… They’re all dead.”

“Did you kill them?”

“No. I’ve never killed anyone. I didn’t kill them.”

“Do you know who did?”

“…”

Woo Seonrim, who had been chattering away, suddenly clamped his mouth shut. He always does this. The moment I touch a sensitive topic, Woo Seonrim pulls back with an ambiguous expression. He admitted to being part of a cult, but that’s probably not the whole story. He only crosses the line he’s drawn for himself, deciding what he thinks it’s okay to reveal now. There’s definitely more to it.

Is it true that he witnessed someone’s death and stayed silent? Even that alone was wrong, but I had no right to judge. I’m the same, after all. I’m a bystander too.

Woo Seonrim is a pretty broken person. In many ways, we’re disturbingly similar. Two crazy bastards bickering and messing around… It struck me that to a normal person, we’d probably look ridiculous and pathetic.

Maybe Woo Seonrim’s words are true. Are we destined to fall in love? It’s hard to find another person this messed up. If we both pick up each other’s pieces, wouldn’t that actually be a good thing?

At that moment, Woo Seonrim grabbed my shoulder blades tightly and rubbed the bridge of his nose against me.

“I didn’t find any answers there. I was always an outsider.”

His low voice sounded eerie.

“Of course. My answer was in Korea. The fact that that place was destroyed was a really good thing for me.”

“What’s the answer?”

“That’s you, Mister Director.”

“…”

“Only after meeting you, Mister Director, did I realize what my mission is. My reason for living.”

“Sorry, but that sounds like something a crazy person would say.”

“I love you.”

His whispered love felt too heavy. I couldn’t even begin to guess why Woo Seonrim was acting like this toward me. How could I possibly understand the mind of a crazy person? Woo Seonrim naturally tilted his chin, trying to kiss me again. I sharply twisted my head away and said,

“All this talk about love… Just tell me more details about what happened in New Zealand.”

“Are you that curious?”

“You keep dodging, so it’s even more suspicious and unsettling. I can’t have a guy like you around me.”

“Hmm, I don’t even know where to start. Can’t we just kiss first?”

“Are you in heat or something?”

Even when I glared at him with disgust, Woo Seonrim wasn’t fazed at all. He’s probably planning to brush it off vaguely like always.

I wanted to know more about Woo Seonrim. Now, out of sheer frustration, I wanted to dissect him. To debut him, to enjoy his music for a long time. The original purpose had already started to blur.

I was curious about Woo Seonrim, the person, beyond his music. I tried to ignore the voice of Woo Seonrim, who had been blabbering about love whenever I got curious.

I bit my lip firmly. There was only one way to definitively lure Woo Seonrim out. A method I knew but didn’t want to use. In the end, my curiosity got the better of me.

“Every time you tell me something about your past, I’ll let you touch me once.”

“What?”

“I’ll let you touch me however you want. But not all the way. That’s the contract, right?”

“…Are you sure?”

“What?”

“Are you really okay with me doing whatever I want?”

His concerned tone pricked my pride this time.

“What’s a punk like you going to do, huh…”

As long as it’s not penetration, whatever. It’ll probably just be kissing like now, some groping here and there, maybe touching my dick occasionally, and that’s it. Maybe even with his mouth… Ugh, that’s kind of gross. But having said it, I couldn’t take it back.

At that moment, Woo Seonrim’s hand slipped inside my disheveled shirt. His fingertips were cold as ice. He buried his lips near my ear and murmured,

“Compared to you, Mister Director, I’m probably far behind, but I’ll do my best.”

“Ugh.”

“It’s a past that’s not worth hearing about, but I’ll tell you diligently too.”

The tip of Woo Seonrim’s tongue grazed my earlobe. A tingling sensation spread through my body, and my vision flashed. My body felt like it was collapsing, about to fall onto the piano keys I’d covered. Tap, tap. Woo Seonrim tapped my side inside the shirt. My lower abdomen tightened and vibrated.

“Ah…”

Even without music, I often got hard when I was with Woo Seonrim now. It wasn’t a cowardly excuse born of shame—it was genuinely like Pavlov’s dog. Woo Seonrim and arousal had somehow become equated in my mind.

That’s why my body reacted on its own whenever I saw Woo Seonrim. Even though he wasn’t touching the piano keys. My body stupidly mistook the situation, thinking, Oh, it’s time to get hard, and heat spread across my skin.

“Your body, Mister Director… it’s really nice.”

Woo Seonrim spoke slowly, as if whispering. His long, firm pianist fingers were groping my side and abdomen at the same time. His neatly trimmed index fingernail pressed firmly around my navel. Even this trivial touch made my shoulders tremble, and I couldn’t keep my upper body upright.

“You must’ve worked out consistently to get results like this.”

“Shut up…”

Woo Seonrim’s palm boldly caressed my abdomen all over. It felt like I was getting a physical exam. It was too rough and lacked any stickiness to be called caressing. But his eyes, staring down at me, were filled with blatant emotion.

I bit my lip hard and said,

“Stop touching.”

“Does it tickle?”

“No, it feels like you’re judging me, and it pisses me off.”

“Oh.”

Woo Seonrim didn’t seem fazed, letting out a blank tone, and then he touched an even more inappropriate spot. I can say with certainty that it’s a place I’d never once thought of touching in my entire life.

“Why, why are you touching my chest?”

To be precise, he was pressing my nipple firmly. The strength in Woo Seonrim’s fingertips was considerable.

“It just looks like it wants to be pressed.”

“It hurts.”

“You said you’d let me do whatever I want.”

“There’s still a limit, you know. Don’t you, Mr. Woo Seonrim, have any sense of common decency?”

“When has common decency ever applied between us?”

Woo Seonrim stubbornly rolled and tugged my right nipple between his fingertips. The throbbing pain made me feel worse. Even as a virgin, I could tell this kind of touch wasn’t proper caressing.

“My nipple’s going to fall off, damn it…”

“Does it hurt?”

“Wouldn’t it hurt?”

Woo Seonrim’s fingertips, worn smooth from years of playing, were firm. With all that strength pinching me, my nipple couldn’t possibly be fine. The throbbing spread, and my entire chest felt hot.

“Stop, stop it, come on…”

Unable to endure it, I pushed Woo Seonrim’s shoulder with my palm. I thought he’d keep going until my nipple fell off, but surprisingly, he backed off obediently. Then, with eerily still eyes, he stared at me intently.

“…What. Why.”

I instinctively covered my chest with my hands as if protecting it. Woo Seonrim stayed silent for a while, making my mouth go dry for no reason. I’m the one who got my nipple harassed, so why am I the one feeling nervous? It’s unfair.

“You lie too much, Mister Director.”

After making me all tense, that’s what he says.

“What?”

“For starters, you act like you don’t like me when you do.”

“That’s crazy talk…”

“You enjoy kissing me too.”

“…”

“It didn’t just hurt earlier, did it? Your dick kept getting harder.”

Woo Seonrim spoke softly and slid down to the floor, kneeling. I froze for a moment. As he said, my dick had indeed gotten hard in the meantime without me even noticing. Heat had pooled down there while he was pinching my nipple…

It definitely hurt. It hurt and pissed me off. I couldn’t understand my body. I was even more furious because I had no words to argue back. My head spun, and I felt like I might faint. Meanwhile, Woo Seonrim, still kneeling, placed one hand on my crotch.

“It’s hot.”

“Damn it…”

His thumb moved back and forth over my pants. I bit my lip hard to suppress a moan. Woo Seonrim casually unzipped my pants, undid the waistband, and tried to pull my dick out.

“W-Wait.”

I frantically grabbed his head. Woo Seonrim slightly tilted his head up to look at me.

“What are you trying to do?”

“Like last time, I’ll suck you off.”

“In front of the piano? What if it gets dirty?”

“It won’t splash. I’ll take it all in my mouth.”

For a moment, I was so confused by what he meant that my brain froze. A beat later, I understood his words, and goosebumps almost made me scream. I barely held it back by covering my mouth with one hand.

So, he’s saying I should come in his mouth? How could he do that? Sure, I’ve seen it in porn, and I’ve heard about it from horny idiots who love bragging about their sex stories. But I thought it was something only a tiny minority did. Because, obviously… it’s gross.

“Why are you so shocked?”

“W-What?”

My voice cracked in the middle from surprise.

“I swallowed it all last time too.”

“Swallowed? My, uh, what?”

“Your cum.”

“…”

“You don’t remember, do you? You passed out like you were drunk that time. You must’ve been tired after coming so much in my mouth.”

Suddenly, I wanted to slam my head into the grand piano lid. I must’ve done all sorts of things that drunken night. No wonder Woo Seonrim was so confident about our relationship improving afterward.

“You’ve probably had it done a few times before. I don’t get why you’re so surprised.”

It’s my first time. All of this is my first time…! For a virgin who’s lived a life completely detached from sex, this was too fast-paced to handle. The stages were progressing too recklessly. Not that I was hoping for some tender, mutual first-time sex or anything.

I cleared my throat and tried to speak calmly.

“No, I’m just… not really into oral stuff.”

“So?”

“I’ve never told anyone to swallow. I’m kind of a hygiene freak, you know?”

“So, I’m the first person to swallow your cum, Mister Director?”

“…I guess so?”

Woo Seonrim, who had been staring at me without blinking, suddenly softened his expression. Then he smiled faintly. Why is he looking so proud over something like this? It was cute to see, but also deeply unsettling. I couldn’t even imagine how he’d react if he found out I was a complete virgin, front and back.

“I’ll be the second one to do it too.”

“…”

“Don’t let anyone else swallow your cum. Never.”

“No, I didn’t even plan to—ugh.”

Without warning, Woo Seonrim grabbed my dick and put it in his mouth. Screech, my hand, resting on the piano, slipped, making a friction sound. The moment his hot, wet tongue wrapped around me, it felt like my hips were melting. The sensation was far more intense than the fragmented memories in my head.

“Ugh… ah, ha, ha…”

I could vividly feel the movement of his tongue. Moans slipped out on their own. This isn’t something you do in your right mind. The mouth is for eating, after all. Who in humanity first thought of doing something like this? Such an irreverent, perverse idea.

Woo Seonrim’s head moved back and forth. The pleasure was on a completely different level from masturbating. I tilted my head back, holding my breath. I didn’t have the courage to look down at Woo Seonrim eagerly sucking me off.

“Hnng, mm, ugh…”

As I kept flinching, Woo Seonrim grabbed my hips tightly with both hands. His long fingers pressed firmly against my protruding bones.

I felt like an idiot. Just having my dick in his mouth made me feel like my limbs were bound, unable to move. My hand, aimlessly wandering in the air, gripped the piano lid.

Why does this feel so good? My mind clearly registered it as a disgusting act, but my body felt the opposite. It was like an electric current spreading to my toes. My face burned with shame and arousal.

Is this really his first time? Now I’m even doubting that. I have nothing to compare it to, but the way he knelt, the way he took my dick in his mouth without hesitation—everything seemed so practiced.

“St-Stop. Hey…”

The urge to come surged up. My tensed abs bulged out. At the same time, a strange phenomenon occurred. The nipple Woo Seonrim had relentlessly pinched earlier started heating up again. My chest tingled, and excitement gradually spread. Even though no one was touching it now.

Suddenly, I wanted to die. Unlike my screaming rationality, my body throbbed in excitement.

“Ugh, mm, ugh.”

I tried to stifle my moans by biting my lip, but it wasn’t easy. My legs felt weak, like my ankles might give out any moment.

“Spit it out…”

With my eyes tightly shut, I flailed my hand to grab Woo Seonrim’s hair. Slurp, slurp, the embarrassing sounds echoed in my ears. Woo Seonrim showed no signs of stopping. Ziiing, the pet cam I’d set up in the corner made an automatic rotating sound. Gasp, then Woo Seonrim sucked my dick hard.

“Ah!”

My grip on his hair tightened with force. It felt like my dick was being pulled out. A vibration starting from my lower abdomen consumed my whole body. I couldn’t help trembling, my upper body leaning forward.

“Uh, ugh… ah, no.”

My mouth, filled with saliva, opened, and random words spilled out. Language fragmented in my mind.

“Mr. Woo Seonrim… damn, I said no. Ha, ah! St-Stop. I’m really… I’m gonna come… ah! De… hnnng!”

Bending over Woo Seonrim’s head, I came. Gush, I could vividly feel the sticky liquid flowing out. Gulp, I could also feel the movement of his throat swallowing my cum.

For a while, I stayed frozen in that post-ejaculation position. This was the first time I’d come since that drunken night. So, both times I came were in Woo Seonrim’s mouth. The first time, I could blame it on being drunk, but this time, my mind was cruelly clear.

Pop, pop. It felt like my brain was exploding bit by bit from the edges. My forehead throbbed and burned. The stimulation was too much for my soft brain to handle. It felt like crossing a line, like the first time I had a wet dream, with a mix of realization that I’d changed, shame, and a strange exhilaration.

But as the pleasure faded, only embarrassment remained. I snapped back to my senses and hurriedly straightened up. I must’ve looked ridiculous scrambling back. I quickly tucked my soft, wet dick back into my underwear. It felt gross, but I had no choice.

Instinctively, I backed away until my back hit the practice room wall. Woo Seonrim stayed in the same position, staring at me blankly. His lips were puffier and redder than usual.

Huff, huff, as I tried to steady my breathing, Woo Seonrim asked in a calm voice,

“Why are you running away?”

He’s acting so nonchalant even though his crotch is visibly bulging. His eyes were eerily still.

“You actually swallowed…”

“It’s surprisingly edible.”

“Ugh… I’m gonna throw up.”

Woo Seonrim casually licked his lips, still wet with my cum.

“You crazy bastard, I haven’t even showered.”

“Hmm, it was clean. You wipe yourself with wet wipes every time you use the bathroom outside anyway, Mister Director. By the way, that’s a sign of being a germaphobe.”

“I’m the normal one, and you’re the dirty one. It’s disgusting. Why swallow? Why do that? I really don’t get it.”

“So, you didn’t like it? You enjoyed it.”

“…”

“You need to be honest with yourself, Mister Director. Really.”

Woo Seonrim finally stood up slowly. His knees must’ve hurt from kneeling so long, but he walked toward me steadily without a hint of a stumble. Then he grabbed my chin, trying to press his lips against mine. I flailed both arms and shouted,

“You’re gonna kiss me after that? Ugh! No way!”

Woo Seonrim tilted his chin, coming close to my face before stopping abruptly. Then he let out a small sigh.

“Are all rich people this squeamish?”

“I’m the normal one, and you…”

“You’re cute, though.”

“Cute? You’re talking about me? Are you insane?”

“You need to practice toughening up your stomach.”

Woo Seonrim grabbed my shoulders with both hands and started pressing me down.

“It hurts.”

“Kneel down.”

“Hey, are you seriously crazy? Do I look like a joke to you?”

“How are we supposed to do anal sex like this? You said you’ve played around a lot. Seems like you’ve only had boring sex, huh, Mister Director. Sex is inherently a filthy act.”

“…”

“The filthiest thing is sex. Isn’t it? Biting and sucking another person’s body. Rubbing genitals together. It might look a bit pretty from a distance, but in reality, it’s never beautiful.”

Crack, it felt like my shoulder blades, gripped by Woo Seonrim, were about to shatter. Unable to withstand his strength, my upper body buckled.

“Why is everyone so obsessed with sex? I always found it puzzling. But now I think I get it. There’s a thrill in falling.”

“Damn, what nonsense… Let go of my shoulders.”

“There’s also fun in watching the person I love get dirty. It’s exciting to feel like an animal. That’s right. It’s about sharing the lowest depths with each other.”

“…”

“I want you to get dirty, Mister Director.”

His soft voice relentlessly pierced my ears. His eyes, directed at me, were so upright and clear that Woo Seonrim’s words sounded even stranger.

“I want you to show me your most shameful parts, Mister Director. I want to see a rawer Choi Yisak.”

Hearing my name, Choi Yisak, from Woo Seonrim’s mouth after so long felt awkward. It somehow sounded sinister.

“But we can’t do everything at once, right? I know that. So, for today, hmm, I’d like you to suck my dick, Mister Director.”

“What?”

“Like I just did for you.”

“No way in hell. You crazy bastard. Hey, you’re lying about being a virgin, aren’t you?”

Even as I yelled, I was slowly overpowered by Woo Seonrim’s strength, and my knees finally gave out. The sensation of my knees hitting the floor sent chills through my body. Behind me was the wall, and right in front of my face was Woo Seonrim’s crotch.

“It’s not a lie.”

“Damn it, then why do you act like you know so much about sex…”

“Because I had to watch people have sex every day.”

Thinking I misheard, I looked up at Woo Seonrim. With the fluorescent light behind him, his shadowed face didn’t even look like Woo Seonrim.

“What… what kind of place were you in?”

“Suck me off, and I’ll tell you.”

Ziiip, the sound of Woo Seonrim unzipping his pants echoed.

“I didn’t originally plan on this, but you’re so repulsed that it makes me want to push you more.”

“…”

“I guess I want to torment you a bit, Mister Director.”

Woo Seonrim slowly undid his pants with his long fingers. His black underwear came into view. The center of it was visibly wet with precum. I could clearly sense the heavy weight of the dick nestled inside.

I instinctively hunched my shoulders and muttered,

“Gross, damn it…”

Even though I openly showed my disgust, Woo Seonrim’s expression didn’t waver. Instead, a faint flush spread across his pale face, and the corners of his mouth subtly turned up.

“Ah. You really hate this, don’t you?”

“…Are you smiling? You crazy bastard.”

“It might be better than you think.”

“Talk sense. Me, putting a guy’s dick in my mouth… I don’t even want to imagine it.”

“This must be your first time with something like this, huh, Mister Director. I like that. I like being your first guy.”

As I tried to press myself against the wall, Woo Seonrim reached out with his large hand, cradling the back of my head. Then he gently pulled me toward his crotch. It felt like my face was about to be buried in his dick.

“Try it with some guts. You’re a businessman—why are you so scared?”

“Sh-Shut up…”

“Are you trembling right now?”

I heard Woo Seonrim chuckle softly above my head. This bastard seems to enjoy watching me recoil and panic.

If Woo Seonrim wants to torment me, he doesn’t even need to do anything. His very existence is already torture to me. Does he know how much grief he’s caused me?

I’ve felt alienated from the world, tormented by perverse desires, and now I’m running around cleaning up his messes. And now he’s asking me to suck his ugly, massive dick. I’m so pissed and wronged I could die.

I even thought about kicking his legs or, worst case, biting his dick and running away. But I couldn’t bring myself to do it. With Woo Seonrim, I keep letting my guard down and showing my weaknesses.

Do I really like this foul-tempered bastard? I’d rather bite my tongue and die than admit that in front of him.

Press, Woo Seonrim pushed harder on the back of my head. My nose was almost touching his crotch.

“Let go…”

“I did it for you. You got to enjoy everything.”

“Who asked you to?”

“I even swallowed your cum.”

“I didn’t tell you to. Damn it, you did it on your own.”

“You don’t have to go all the way. Just put it in your mouth.”

“Damn it, didn’t you say you didn’t want to force anything?”

Woo Seonrim ignored my protests, speaking in a patronizing tone as if soothing a child.

“Is it forcing? It’s a deal. You said you were curious about me, didn’t you, Mister Director?”

“…”

I am curious. He said he had to watch people have sex every day. Yet he’s a virgin. There’s got to be a complicated story there. It’s practically Pandora’s box. I want to ignore it, but my curiosity keeps growing. Curiosity doesn’t just kill cats—it kills people too.

“Honestly, this is no big deal. I’m not saying I’m going to stick it in your ass right now. There are far more perverted acts than this. I care about you and like you, Mister Director, so I don’t want to hurt you.”

Woo Seonrim spoke softly, gently rubbing my earlobe with his thumb.

“Ugh…”

“Just open your mouth. I’ll do the rest.”

His two pale fingers pressed down on my lower lip. The tips slipped into the gap that formed between my lips.

“Ugh.”

Woo Seonrim pulled and pressed my tongue, rummaging through my mouth. He treated me like a doll, doing whatever he pleased. Meanwhile, his other hand pulled his dick out from his underwear.

While I was dizzy from lack of breath, my eyes met his thick glans. Unlike his beautiful, pale face, it was menacing. A flash of lightning struck my dazed mind. No matter how curious I am, how could I put that in my mouth?

“Ugh, ugh… I c-can’t…”

“What?”

I can’t, damn it. His fingers stirring my mouth made it hard to speak properly. My words came out garbled.

Woo Seonrim looked down at me with an ambiguous expression, neither smiling nor crying, then suddenly pulled his hand out of my mouth. My nose stung, and a small cough burst out. While I was coughing, thud, something wet brushed my cheek.

“Damn.”

It was Woo Seonrim’s dick. The skin, already slick with precum, glistened.

“Get it away… It’s disgusting…”

Then, without a word, Woo Seonrim pressed his bare foot against my crotch. When had he kicked off his slippers? I nearly hiccuped from the sudden sensation. Swish, his large foot rubbed my dick, just like his hand had.

“Hnng, ah…”

What had gone soft after coming started to harden again. Press, press. I couldn’t understand why I was getting aroused by his clumsy footwork. Woo Seonrim, with his glans resting near my mouth, said,

“Mister Director.”

His low voice sent chills down my spine.

“Has anyone ever stepped on your dick like this before?”

“Of course not… ugh.”

His tip slid gently between my slightly parted lips. It must’ve touched my teeth, but Woo Seonrim only squinted one eye, showing no real sign of pain.

“Open your mouth a bit more.”

Should I just bite it? The impulse hit me, but my senses were so focused on my crushed dick that my mind grew hazy. My lower abdomen throbbed and tightened. As I exhaled roughly, my nipple, grazed by my shirt, stung again. It was as if my entire body had become an erogenous zone, sensations flooding in endlessly.

Woo Seonrim spread my mouth wider with his thumb and said,

“You need to open wider for it to fit.”

“Ugh.”

Every breath brought a fishy smell to my nose. Woo Seonrim forced his way halfway into my mouth.

“You’ll hurt me if you keep your teeth like that.”

He gave a leisurely warning, looking completely unaffected.

With my mouth full of his dick, breathing was hard. I didn’t know how to move my tongue, trapped between his shaft and my mucous membranes. I even forgot how to swallow saliva. My nose stung, and tears welled up in my eyes. How the hell did Woo Seonrim do this twice?

“You look like you’re struggling.”

No shit, damn it… I cursed inwardly, glaring up at him. Woo Seonrim stroked my hair gently while his toes circled my glans.

“But you’re getting hard again down there.”

“Ugh…”

“You seem to like being tormented, Mister Director.”

No way. The response I couldn’t voice echoed in my throat. As my breath ran short, my vision blurred, and my body lost strength.

“We’re meant for each other. We can fulfill each other’s desires.”

Your desires, you mean. His self-assured conclusions were so typically crazy.

“But you need to open your mouth wider. Is your mouth naturally small? I’m only halfway in.”

If it goes any further, it’ll hit my throat. I felt the blood drain from my body. If it’s thick, at least be short. This thing is a weapon. His mentality, shoving this into someone’s mouth, was utterly depraved.

“I’ll hold your jaw, Mister Director.”

“Ugh, ugh…!”

His long hands enveloped my face. Woo Seonrim pressed my jaw open and slowly began moving his dick back and forth.

The shaft grazed my tongue, sliding out and back in. My mouth’s mucous membranes were coated with his precum. His coarse pubic hair kept scraping my lips. When I managed to breathe through my nose, his skin’s scent mixed with my breath.

“Mister Director.”

“Hnng, ugh.”

“Your oral sex skills are really terrible.”

Press, Woo Seonrim tilted his angle, jabbing the inside of my right cheek with his dick. I could feel my cheek stretching and bulging.

“Ugh!”

“It’s like it’s your first time. Oh, you said it’s your first time with a guy. Good. I’d have been pissed if you looked skilled.”

Damn bastard. My jaw felt like it would dislocate. The scarier part was that his dick still wasn’t fully in.

“Hnng… ugh.”

I couldn’t believe I was still hard while enduring this. I was helplessly aroused in front of Woo Seonrim. Sex is definitely a filthy act. It turns people into animals. This can’t be me.

My vision grew increasingly foggy, and my jaw felt numb, like it wasn’t mine anymore. I didn’t even have the strength to bite his dick. Would knowing the technique make it easier? Damn it, how would I know how to suck a guy’s dick…

He’s trampling and exploiting my pure admiration for music like this. Woo Seonrim, you bastard. I blamed everything on him. Whatever happened, Woo Seonrim was the bad guy, the one in the wrong. I only got messed up because of him in the first place. I brought him here to make music, and he’s the one who got horny for me on his own. No matter how handsome I am, this bastard…

Just when I thought I’d pass out from suffocation, Woo Seonrim suddenly stopped and slid his dick out. Pop, air rushed into my blocked mouth.

“Ugh, ugh… cough!”

I immediately bowed my head, coughing violently. Each cough brought a stinging sensation to my nose. While I was hacking, Woo Seonrim slipped his hands under my armpits and yanked me to my feet. Weakened, I naturally ended up leaning into his arms.

I forced my barely opening eyes to glare at him. Woo Seonrim hugged me gently once and let go.

“That’s enough for now. It was tough, wasn’t it?”

This bastard is even perceptive. He pushes me right to my limit and then backs off. Then he started wiping my face, covered in tears, snot, saliva, and precum. He scrubbed with the back of his hand and even licked it clean with his tongue.

With a flushed face, Woo Seonrim mumbled,

“That was so good.”

“Damn…”

“I love you, Mister Director.”

The guy who’d just forced my mouth was now acting gentle and sweet. Kiss, kiss. He kept pecking at my filthy face. What’s so great about this guy? Slumped in his arms, I sank into deep skepticism.

Being so close, our legs kept tangling. Woo Seonrim’s dick was still rock-hard. Pathetically, mine was too. He slowly slid his arm down, grabbing both our dicks with one large hand.

“Let go… hnng.”

“You’re just going to leave it like this?”

Woo Seonrim rested his forehead on my shoulder and started moving his hand. Our dicks, slick with saliva and precum, felt even more pressed together.

“I, ugh, damn it, why you, hnng, a guy like you.”

“I love you.”

Woo Seonrim whispered like a tender lover, toying with my dick. Even though it was my second time, I reached orgasm quickly. Pathetically, I spilled thin cum onto his palm.

Woo Seonrim didn’t let go of my sensitive, post-ejaculation dick. Instead, he used my cum as lube to rub his own vigorously. His, disgustingly, was still hard.

“Ha, ugh, no.”

It felt like electricity was coursing through my body. It was beyond pleasure—now it was scary. My dick was soft, but the skin reacted even more sensitively. My entire crotch throbbed and itched.

Kiss, kiss. Woo Seonrim kissed from my shoulder to my neck, then my ear, lifting his head. Facing me directly, he said,

“Choi…”

Like someone reciting a foreign language, he slowly pronounced each syllable.

“Yi.”

“…”

“Sak.”

His voice carried weight. After saying my name, Woo Seonrim’s eyes were filled with ecstasy.

“If I’d known it was such a pretty name, I would’ve, ugh, asked properly back then.”

“Back then? What do you…”

He suddenly kissed me, cutting me off. What was he talking about? I wanted to ask more, but his full-body kiss pinned me against the wall, making it impossible. It felt like my chest was being flattened between the wall and him.

Woo Seonrim’s tongue scoured the mouth where he’d put his dick. His stomach was both admirable and horrifying. He seemed like a beast. Not a doll crafted by God, but a creature oblivious to divine will. Left with instinct instead of intellect.

Woo Seonrim went wild for a while before finally coming. His cum splattered on my pants, and the fishy smell filled the air.

He slowly pulled his mouth away and met my eyes again. His languid, flushed face post-orgasm looked unfamiliar. I wanted to ignore the smile spreading across his lips. Or rather, the way my heart raced seeing it. Getting turned on by a crazy guy’s crazy actions means I’m not sane either.

Woo Seonrim looked at me intently and said,

“You know more about me than you think, Mister Director.”

“…Speak clearly. Have we met before?”

“Who knows.”

“Damn it, are you a con artist? Trying to dodge again?”

“I don’t want to talk about this. No matter what conditions you set, it’s no use. I’ll wait until you remember on your own.”

“What the hell are you talking about? You trying to give me a headache?”

Woo Seonrim gently brushed my bangs back.

“We’re both a mess. Let’s go wash up.”

“It’s all your fault…”

“Then lie down after.”

“You think this is some kind of playhouse?”

“I’ll tell you while we lie down. Today, hmm, I’ll talk a bit about the sex I had to watch every day.”

“Are you filming One Thousand and One Nights? You’re going to keep dragging it out, making me curious like this?”

“Then stop being curious.”

“Ha…”

“I love you.”

Woo Seonrim kept slipping love confessions into random contexts. Is it a strategy to leave me speechless? His serious face while professing love pissed me off more. His unnecessarily sincere voice, his unnecessarily joyful eyes, unnecessarily…

“I don’t get you. You bastard. I’m pissed.”

“But one thing’s certain. My love for you, Mister Director. You don’t need to doubt that.”

“All talk.”

“Really? In love, I’m always the one giving. I’d do anything for you, Mister Director.”

I never asked for such heavy emotions. I wanted to yell at him to focus on practicing his music, but he lifted me up, startling me and making me miss my chance to speak.

“Don’t take it too hard. You might be a bit clumsy with oral. It was cute.”

“Damn it…”

“I love you.”

His voice was tiresome but sweet.