CTL 35

“Well.”

Of course he was, but Yoongeon’s type was not this kind of feeble guy. A soft and pasty tofu-like guy who looked like he didn’t have a single muscle was not his type, and besides, it had been so long since he had gotten hard for any bastard other than Seohwi that he couldn’t be sure.

“I’m really good, Ko Yoongeon.”

“Aha…”

He couldn’t care less whether he was good or not, but however Jang Joonghyun took it, he sat on his lap and wrapped his arms around his neck. At that, Park Taesoo made a fuss, saying a live sex show was about to begin, then took off his pants and started shaking his own dick, which was less impressive than a sea squirt.

“Get off.”

“Ah, whyyy…. I’m telling you, I’m really good.”

“Hey, Ko Yoongeon. Do it for him. He said he gets horny just looking at your face, and last time he was on drugs, he was fingering his own backdoor. It’s pitiful, isn’t it.”

Jang Joonghyun smiled slyly, took a cigarette from Yoongeon’s inner pocket, and lit it. Then, as if to show off, he took a drag and placed it on his lips.

“Should I suck you off? I can take it all the way to my throat.”

“…”

When Yoongeon wordlessly blew cigarette smoke in his face, he, on the contrary, liked it even more. Jang Joonghyun snatched his cigarette, came close enough to feel his breath, and whispered.

“You don’t like it? Do you have a girlfriend or something?”

“…”

“Hmm— strange. As far as I know, you don’t have a girlfriend, let alone any bastard you’re fucking around with.”

At his words, spoken as if he knew everything, Yoongeon let out a dry laugh.

“You even did a background check?”

“We have to accept you as a member here, that much is basic, isn’t it?”

“Do as you please.”

“Ah… what is this? You fucker, I knew your dick would be big too. Ah… uungh, it feels good…”

Jang Joonghyun, still sitting on top of him, moved his hips. Watching him get worked up all by himself, Yoongeon grabbed the back of Jang Joonghyun’s head and pulled.

“How much of a slut have you been to be getting this worked up already.”

“Ah…!”

The pain of his scalp being pulled hard must have been quite severe, yet Jang Joonghyun trembled, saying it turned him on. Yoongeon’s heavy genitals below him showed no reaction at all, yet he was making a fuss all by himself.

“Haa… Geon-ah, uungh… fuck me.”

“…”

Geon-ah, my ass.

Yoongeon’s expression turned cold. He was watching him as if sizing him up, and Jang Joonghyun fidgeted, saying that gaze also turned him on. Thinking he would see what he was trying to do, he loosened his grip on the hair he was holding, and Jang Joonghyun hurriedly unbuttoned Yoongeon’s shirt, started sucking on his nape, and began masturbating while grinding his hips.

“Just one of yours, uungh, eut, seems like it would be better than two of those bastards’ dicks.”

“Wow, fuck… Look at that bastard Jang Joonghyun grinding his hips. Fuck, that’s so damn hot.”

The guys who had gathered around them at some point all started to pull down their pants and handle their own dicks.

“…”

Yoongeon’s face crumpled. Out of nowhere, they had surrounded him and all started to pull out and shake things that he didn’t know whether to call dicks or fingers. Wouldn’t it be strange if he didn’t feel bad? How dare these bastards make a spectacle out of him?

“Hah…”

“You, uungh, ungh, aaang, want to do it too, right?”

Jang Joonghyun, who interpreted Yoongeon’s annoyed sigh in his own way, got extremely excited and shouted while grinding his hips violently.

“Ah, Geon-ah, euut, whatever you want to do, heu-eung…!”

“Whatever I want to do?”

“Uh, ungh, ungh. Do whatever you want. Do everything. Ah…!”

In that moment, Yoongeon did not hesitate and grabbed Jang Joonghyun’s neck.

“Keo-heok…!”

Yoongeon, holding his neck, practically threw Jang Joonghyun onto the table, and the liquor bottles and glasses that were on it fell to the floor with a loud noise.

“Uaack!”

“Fuck, wha, what the hell!”

“Kkeuk… keo-heok… kkeu…!”

Yoongeon thrust his hips up while still gripping his neck.

“How is it, feel good? Like this?”

“Cough, kkeo, kkeu-eu…!”

Even though they were clothed, it was an excessively obscene scene, and at the same time, an intimidating one that no one dared to defy. The men surrounding them stopped masturbating and looked at Yoongeon with eyes full of fear.

“What’s wrong. Is it because I’m not fucking you with my dick?”

“…”

Jang Joonghyun’s eyes slowly rolled back, but Yoongeon did not release the hand gripping his neck.

“It’s because I can’t get hard looking at your face. I have to get hard to fuck you, Joonghyun-ah.”

“Isn’t that right?” Yoongeon said, pressing down hard between Jang Joonghyun’s spread legs with his hand. Jang Joonghyun couldn’t dare to resist and only trembled.

“What are you all staring at. Finish what you were doing.”

“Fu, fuck…”

“Do it. I’ll keep choking this bastard Jang Joonghyun until you all come. How about it? It’ll be fun, right?”

“Ko Yoongeon, le, let that go. He’s going to fucking die at this rate!”

“He won’t die. How hard I’m trying to make sure he doesn’t die. This is upsetting.”

“Save me, kkeu-eo… keo-heok! Sa, heu, save me…!”

As if for show, he slightly loosened his grip. Not missing that opening, Jang Joonghyun begged, but there was no way Yoongeon would let him go so meekly.

“He’s asking to be saved. What are you doing, hurry up and shake those finger-sized things and come.”

As Yoongeon thrust his hips again while choking him, Jang Joonghyun, with his eyes half rolled back, let out a strange moan, “Hiit…!”. The corners of Yoongeon’s eyes, watching him, curved slightly with enjoyment. His mouth still wasn’t smiling, but with only his eyes smiling, the surrounding people turned deathly pale and couldn’t say a word.

“Joonghyun-ah, what’s wrong. Should I fuck you with something?”

As he lazily rubbed Jang Joonghyun’s groin with his fist, his body shot up. Seeing Jang Joonghyun, consumed by fear, shaking his head haphazardly, Yoongeon snorted and patted his cheek.

“I won’t stop you from spreading your legs in front of me, but you’d better come at me prepared to never walk again. Got it?”

“Kkeu, kkeu-euk…”

“If you want to live the rest of your life with your hole never closing, you can move your hips as you please again.”

Yoongeon’s voice was excessively gentle. But despite that gentle advice, Jang Joonghyun could not overcome his fear and went limp. Yoongeon gently held Jang Joonghyun in his arms and, grabbing his face, turned it this way and that like an object. Even among the people who were looking at him as if he were a monster, Yoongeon remained composed.

“Still not getting hard. You had to be this ugly.”

“…”

“And your backdoor seems like it would be loose too.”

Saying that, Yoongeon casually pushed the man away.

“Jang, Jang Joonghyun!”

The fainted Jang Joonghyun rolled on the floor with a loud thud. Park Taesoo urgently embraced him and glared at Yoongeon.

“You, you son of a bitch! What the hell do you think you’re doing!”

“If this was the kind of thing you do after calling someone over, I wouldn’t have come. How can I not be angry.”

He spoke while dusting off his clothes as if something dirty had gotten on them, then started with an “ah”.

“You said you’ve never lost before, Park Taesoo.”

At the question of why he had just stood by until the man fainted in this state, Park Taesoo flinched.

“…Tha, that’s because I was so surprised!”

“Aah, right… That could happen.”

At Yoongeon’s words that seemed to express understanding, Park Taesoo’s face turned beet red. Yoongeon looked down at him, then squatted down in a slouching posture. When he rested his arm on his knee and stared intently at him, Park Taesoo flinched but couldn’t say anything.

“Why. Do you want me to fuck you too?”

“…What?”

“Then why is your face so red, Taesoo-ya.”

“…”

At his attitude that showed no concern at all for how high-ranking a father he had, cold sweat formed on Park Taesoo’s forehead.

“If you want to get fucked, let’s do something about that face of yours first before you come back. Got it? Don’t get ahead of yourself without knowing your place like Jang Joonghyun. Oh, and.”

Yoongeon furrowed his brow.

“If you call me that way one more time, you’d better not expect to get out of here alive.”

How dare he, calling him Geon-i or whatever, saying his name so carelessly.

“Go ahead and try pulling some boring stunt like today the next time I come, go on.”

“…”

“See you next time. Thanks for accepting me as a member.”

He left the bastards, who were frozen stiff, behind and leisurely walked out of the bar. As he stepped out the door, he heard the sound of someone quietly chewing on a curse behind him, but he ignored it.

✧ ✧ ✧

Arriving home, Yoongeon confirmed that the light was on in Seohwi’s room and then entered his own room.

“Looks like he’s back…”

The day after Yoongeon had pathetically clung to him, Seohwi had to go back home again for a ridiculous reason. There was no particular reason. It was because the national holiday was included.

Although he restrained himself because he did not want to use vulgar language often, he had truly lost all face. It was to the point that he couldn’t lift his head even when he recalled once more how thoughtless he had been, so Yoongeon had even pushed Seohwi’s very reluctant back, telling him to go back quickly, to send him off.

“I was crazy…”

In any case, at the fact that he had returned, Yoongeon felt a sense of relief. If he had his way, he would go in right now and see his face to be satisfied, but he could not let him smell the disgusting odors remaining on his body. Taking off his sullied clothes and putting them in a basket, he entered the bathroom and turned on the faucet. Appropriately heated water repeatedly hit his thoroughly angered body and bounced off.

“Dammit…”

He felt filthy. Thinking of Jang Joonghyun, who dared to get on top of his body and move his hips without permission, he was so furious that it became a regret that he could not tear that bastard to shreds and kill him. If he had acted according to his temper, he should have broken his neck and killed him.

“Damn.”

Grinding his teeth while showering, Yoongeon tried to calm his emotions, but in the end, he was still chewing on curses as he came out. Because of the longer-than-expected delay, his work time was only reduced. To go all that way just to become a spectacle. Ah, this really won’t do. It would be better to just kill all those bastards and go.

“…What.”

It was when he had come out after carefully washing until the stench of those trashy bastards was completely gone. Yoongeon, who was about to enter the dressing room to change his clothes, stopped in surprise. It was because of Seohwi, who was standing tall in front of the bathroom.

“…No, it’s not like you’re a ghost or something.”

He was startled. Did this guy suddenly learn a trick to move around without making a sound? A person was naked, yet he blocked the way in front of him, and Seohwi didn’t even offer a word of apology. As Yoongeon let out a deep sigh and covered his lower body with the towel he was holding, Seohwi came closer and abruptly grabbed his arm.

“What are you doing.”

Because he was doing something strange without even giving a reason, Yoongeon was momentarily flustered and swatted his arm away. But Seohwi, even after being rebuffed so bluntly, held onto Yoongeon again, and even glared at him with fierce eyes.

“Let go.”

“Just where have you been?”

“What? Ah…”

It was the moment Yoongeon asked back. Seohwi wrapped his arm around the back of his neck and brought his lips close.

“Where have you been, to come back with a mark like this?”

“…?”

Since that day, Seohwi had been speaking informally as if it were natural, but today, strangely, his words were even sharp. Since he was coming close, he naturally thought he would kiss him and parted his lips, but Seohwi only sucked his lower lip once and said something completely irrelevant.

“I don’t know what you’ve been talking about since a while ago.”

“You don’t know?”

“Yeah.”

“If you don’t know, then look.”

“What? Uh… what is this.”

Perhaps thinking that Yoongeon was making an excuse, Seohwi turned him around to face the mirror. At first, Yoongeon, who was glaring at Seohwi wondering why this guy was really being like this, soon discovered a strange mark on the nape of his neck.

“…”

“Do you know what it is?”

“Uh… that’s…”

Startled, he touched the nape of his neck with his hand. Dammit, it was all red and blotchy. It was obvious who did it without even looking. It was that male prostitute bastard.

“You know what it is.”

“…”

Ah, dammit… Yoongeon squeezed his eyes shut.

He shouldn’t have left that bastard Jang Joonghyun alone when he was biting. It was a mistake to think that no mark would be left because his biting strength was so weak.

“It wasn’t intentional, really.”

“Is that so? Then did someone pin you down with force?”

As if telling him to say something that made sense, Seohwi’s voice was as cold as could be.

“No, so.”

“Yeah.”

“This is, so.”

“Go on, say it.”

Yoongeon felt a sense of crisis. It felt as if cold sweat would run down his back, making it pointless that he had just washed.

“The truth is…”

He had to make some kind of excuse, but his mind wasn’t working. Perhaps because Seohwi’s gaze, looking at the mirror from behind him, was extremely menacing, a siren signaling a crisis rang in his head. He was trying to rack his brain to think of an excuse, but his mind was filled with the unhelpful thought, ‘Wow, what do I do.’

“Wait a minute. Let me get dressed and we can talk in the living room.”

So in the end, Yoongeon decided to run away. No matter how he thought about it, this situation was too dangerous. He had learned from his own body a long time ago just how murderous Seohwi could become from a thoughtless word he uttered. At times like this, he had to run…

“I’m not falling for it.”

“Eut…!”

But Seohwi was not one to meekly grant Yoongeon’s futile wish to escape. As soon as he flinched and tried to run, Seohwi bared his teeth and bit the nape of Yoongeon’s neck.

“Eut, euk, ah, it hurts. I said it hurts!”

He bit so hard that every time he chewed on his flesh, a crunching sound could be heard. Yoongeon got angry, saying it hurt. But he did not stop biting. Every time he fidgeted, Seohwi would wrap his arms tightly around Yoongeon’s waist and bite the nape of his neck. He did it so forcefully that Yoongeon’s nape soon began to be colored red and blotchy.

“Eu-euk, heu… I said it hurts…”

In the end, unable to bear it, Yoongeon slowly collapsed. He was barely holding himself up by leaning on the dresser, but the mirror was too close. Not wanting to see his own state, panting and heaving, he ducked his head low, but this time, Seohwi started chewing on his back.

“Ah, eut, ah…!”

Why was he chewing so hard on a place with no flesh. Every time he twisted his body in pain, Seohwi would pull hard on his chest, telling him not to move. Every time Yoongeon said it hurt, he would put more strength into his hands, and later, he even twisted them. There was no way he couldn’t know. Seohwi was being mean to him right now.

“Haa…”

However, even that was a stimulus, and from a certain point, Yoongeon started to flinch and let out moans. Pleasure arose in all the places Seohwi touched and kneaded.

“Eu-eut…”

“Who made it like this isn’t really that important.”

“Euk, eut, th, then why are you doing this…”

“The fact that you let it happen is what makes me angry.”

“Ah…!”

At the faint anger in Seohwi’s low, rumbling voice, Yoongeon straightened his back without realizing it. At that, Seohwi thrust his hips up as if he were pumping. At the familiar pleasure, Yoongeon groaned with a furrowed brow. It felt strange as his lower body touched Yoongeon’s, which was loosely covered.

Yoongeon’s front was already wet with the pre-ejaculate he had leaked. His body, stained with the marks Seohwi left, was entirely red. Yoongeon panted for breath and turned his head.

“I was wrong, euk, …Ah!”

“What?”

He was about to say that, that he was wrong. Before he could stop him, Seohwi’s fingers parted his bottom and began to root around inside.

“Heu-eu, Seohwi, ah, wait, without saying anything, euk…”

From the beginning, Seohwi forced two fingers into his bottom. As he moved them with all his fingers inside, the sound of flesh slapping was loud.

“Eu, eu-eum, eut… Ah!”

When he twisted his body because the strong stimulation was painful, he stroked his genitals with his remaining hand. With both his front and back being stimulated, he couldn’t bear it anymore, and now he had completely collapsed on top of the dresser, burying his head in his arms. As he let out intermittent moans, Seohwi would push the hand that was plunging into his bottom sharply upward, and each time, Yoongeon had to let out a piercing scream and stand on his tiptoes. Otherwise, he just couldn’t bear it.

“Please, ah, Seohwi, …!”

“What.”

“Heu-eu, hoo-eu… Please, please stop…”

“You let that bastard do it, so why are you stopping me?”

“No, it’s not like that… Eu-euk…”

He didn’t let him. He choked him until his eyes completely rolled back. But Seohwi did not wait for him to speak.

“Haa, aah…!”

Regardless of whether Yoongeon was groaning or not, Seohwi was malicious until he was satisfied. Thinking that there would be no end to it if he left things as they were, Yoongeon put his own legs up on the dresser and begged him to just fuck him instead. As soon as he said the words, Seohwi slightly lowered his pants and pushed his genitals in.

“Euk—!”

It was then. Yoongeon, who thought the persistently tormenting hand had pulled out and that his genitals would finally enter, was surprised and sharply lifted his head.

“Ah, ah…!”

Unable to believe it, Yoongeon fumbled around and touched his rear, then let out a gasp. To his surprise, his fingers were still lodged in his bottom. Along with Seohwi’s genitals.

“Ah, heu…”

“Hoo-u…. Eut… Yoongeon… ah…”

Saying it was too tight, Seohwi furrowed his brow completely. Yoongeon, who had never experienced this before, gasped as if he were about to stop breathing. Then, in front of him, was himself with an expression he had never seen before in his life. And…

“Keu-euk… Yoongeon, I said it’s tight…”

The face of Seohwi, who was lost in excitement and didn’t know what to do, was also extremely exposed.

“Ah, ah…!”

In that moment, a strong heat bloomed from below his stomach. As pleasure ignited without a moment to stop it, Yoongeon panted without realizing it and moved his hips.

“Eut, eungh, ah, Seohwi, ah, quickly… ah!”

The heavy chunk of flesh moved inside Yoongeon’s cramped interior. The in-and-out movement was all there was, but unfortunately, two of Seohwi’s fingers were still inside as well. Every time his genitals moved, the fingers scraped the inside of Yoongeon. Each time, Yoongeon’s body shot up sharply.

“Ah, heu, Seohwi, ah, eu-eut…!”

“Haa… euk, it feels good, eu-euk…”

His front was already a mess with the pre-ejaculate Yoongeon had leaked. With each repetition of the hip thrusts, their bodies became redder and redder. Yoongeon panted blankly, yet his gaze remained fixed on Seohwi’s face, which was soaked in pleasure.

“It feels good, heu…!”

It was the moment Seohwi bit his lip, unable to hold back the pleasure. Yoongeon could no longer hold back and spurted his semen. As Yoongeon, who had reached his climax, tightened his rear, Seohwi also reached his climax in an instant. The moment he came, he pulled out his fingers, grabbed Yoongeon’s waist and thrust his hips forcefully, then turned his body and panted.

“Yoongeon, hoo-eu… I, euk, I quickly… keo-heok!”

In that moment Seohwi begged, Yoongeon reached out with both hands, choked his neck, and moved his hips. Both Yoongeon and Seohwi, with their eyes half rolled back, were desperate to embrace each other’s thing more deeply.

“Heok… heu, heok… eut…”

Every time Yoongeon felt pleasure, the grip of the hand holding his neck tightened. Yoongeon, panting with his eyes half rolled back, wrapped his legs around Seohwi’s waist and shook, and shook, and shook again, and only when Seohwi’s body went limp did he finally release his hands.

“Heok… Haa, haa… cough…”

Yoongeon sank his teeth into the neck of Seohwi, who was still panting with his genitals buried in his hole. Seohwi flinched every time he crunched down and made a mess of his body. He tried to run away, but Yoongeon’s legs wrapped around his waist were tightened with a strength that was impossible to escape.

“The bastard who put this mark, haa… on my body, almost died today…”

“…”

“I’m sorry. …But no matter how angry you are, you should at least give me some time to apologize. That’s the only way I can make an excuse or an apology…”

Yoongeon panted for breath and rested his forehead on Seohwi’s shoulder.

“…”

“Eu-eum…”

Seohwi said nothing and only slightly rubbed his hips.

“Eu-eung, eut, Seohwi… stop it.”

Seeing him move, it wasn’t as if he was coming on to him to have sex again; this was just a small act of malice. Even as Yoongeon, drained of strength, hung limply on his shoulder, Seohwi continued to thrust his hips bumpily, tormenting him for quite a while longer before finally pulling out what was buried inside.

“You’re not someone who would be subjected to something like this.”

“…I was wrong.”

If someone were to try and assault me, that bastard would, before he died, instead be subjected to me and die in a tattered state. That bastard’s hole probably wouldn’t close even in hell.

“So don’t let yourself be subjected to it.”

“I understand.”

“If this happens again next time, I might get really angry.”

“…I said I understand.”

“Are you sorry?”

“Yes, I was wrong… It was all my fault.”

In any case, Yoongeon was the guilty party, so he meekly admitted his fault. He had to repeat four times that he would absolutely never let something like this happen again before he could finally go to the bathroom and wash his body. And, as was to be expected, after another round in the bathtub, he ended up completely knocked out.