ITDW 21

His gaze was like that too. It was a bored attitude, as if he already knew everything and had no more questions, yet it lacked any hint of magnanimity. Under that unwavering, direct gaze, Jaeri had nothing to say. His hyung already knew.

He felt like he was being interrogated. Jaeri parted his lips to say something, even if it was meaningless, but his hyung’s sentence was handed down first.

“You need a spanking, don’t you?”

That languid and gentle voice again. He headed towards his room.

Jaeri was a little confused. How could his hyung be so, so unfazed by all this? Exhausted after holding in the urge to relieve himself for hours only to finally let it all out, he glanced at the corner of the floor he had soiled. Now, looking at the evidence of his shame with a clean body, it was all too vivid, yet Jungyoon treated it as nothing more than clear evidence of a misdeed. Jaeri became a little unsure whether he should also be unfazed like his hyung, or if he should be ashamed. In front of his hyung, was everything really, okay?

No matter how he thought about it, how could he in front of the person he liked… still, since he didn’t treat him like something dirty. Since he had held him tight even while he was leaking.

Knowing that Jaeri wasn’t following, he spoke without looking back.

“The housekeeper will be here soon. Shall I spank you in the living room?”

Jaeri followed him. He walked with his head bowed low, trying hard not to look at what he had spilled.

He sat on the edge of the bed. Then he naturally laid Jaeri face down over his lap. The fabric belt that tied the bathrobe was untied with a soft swoosh. Without the fastening, the robe lost its form and became just a limp, large piece of cloth, which was pushed up without resistance. Jaeri’s bottom, with nothing on underneath, was exposed.

“…Hyung.”

Jaeri called his hyung as if gasping for breath. Of course, he paid no mind.

“Wetting your clothes, getting your bottom spanked… you think it could get worse than this?”

Slap— the sound rang out as his hand met his bottom. There was no warning. Startled by the sudden pain, Jaeri tried to raise his upper body but was pushed back down by a strong force on his back.

“Why do you keep trying to deceive me?”

Again, his palm landed painfully with a loud sound. His bottom quickly turned red. Jaeri tried to rub his bottom with his left hand, but his wrist was caught. In that state, his wrist was placed on his back. His wrist and back were bound at once.

With his left wrist held behind his back like that, Jaeri was spanked repeatedly on the bottom. Each time he struck his bottom, the hand gripping his wrist also tightened. It felt like the blood wasn’t circulating in his caught wrist.

“Ugh, hh….”

The sound of bare skin being hit was clear and sharp. The pain was too. As about ten blows rained down without a break, Jaeri quietly endured the pain, only twitching his legs. His face flushed from holding it in.

Meanwhile, the painful hand landing on his bare skin made Jaeri tense in another sense. Because his hyung’s bare hand was touching his bare bottom. In the midst of being spanked, Jaeri repeated to himself, ‘Bare bottom….’ It was the first time he had hit him with his hand.

His highly sensitized bottom tensed and quivered. The reddened skin on the surface was also slightly raised. Jungyoon saw it but did not stroke it. The pain piled up layer by layer.

Jaeri unknowingly tried to bring his left hand down to soothe the pain, but that wrist was already held tightly in his hand, pale and bloodless. Jaeri let out a pained sound, calling his hyung.

“Uh, hh… hyung….”

“To think you’d use that good brain for something like this.”

Slap— He struck him painfully again.

“Ugh, ah, that’s not it.”

“Shall we study economics in advance? Thirteen hours a day, and if you can’t finish, you get a spanking from me like this.”

Slap— The intensity of the spank was just like the first, but his skin, reddened from being hit multiple times, received it more painfully.

“Agh, no….”

“If you study in advance like that, our Jaeri will be the top of his economics class.”

Slap—. A painful spank fell at the end of each of his sentences.

“Ugh. I was wrong! I won’t use my brain for things like this, hyung.”

“Shh. Lower your voice. The housekeeper outside will hear.”

Slap—. This spank was even sharper. At the suddenly stronger pain, Jaeri’s back tried to rise again, but it was only pressed down firmly again with the hand on his back. Even the air touching his abused bottom felt sharp, and he only fidgeted his feet.

Jungyoon lowered his upper body and spoke as if whispering into Jaeri’s ear.

“How unpleasant must she be feeling right now anyway, because of you.”

“Hahh…. That was, hyung….”

“Don’t make excuses.”

Slap—.

“Ugh, hh… I was wrong…”

Jaeri’s voice was incredibly small. So much so that one wouldn’t hear it without paying close attention. In front of his hyung it had been somewhat okay, but the thought of the housekeeper seeing him in this state brought on a flush of crimson shame. Jaeri’s ears turned the same color as his spanked bottom.

He hit him sharply three more times. The sound was so loud that he wondered if she would hear it, even if she couldn’t hear his voice from outside.

Jaeri flinched in pain and couldn’t even let out a pained sound freely. Hot sweat began to bead on his tense thighs. Only such movements were permitted.

Jungyoon’s fingers, almost but not quite touching the red, swollen skin, insinuatingly caressed his bottom. Goosebumps rose. His tense bottom became more pronounced, then relaxed on its own.

“I’ve been thinking. Why you act like this….”

His index finger remained on his bottom, stroking the red marks like a feather. The teasing was ticklish and hot.

“Then I realized. You thought, ‘Ah. I’m an adult now.’”

As soon as the languid voice fell, a sharp slap— landed, unbefitting of it. Jaeri shook his head.

“So my words are a joke to you….”

“It’s not like that, hyung.”

“I’m talking. Where do you get off, interrupting me.”

Slap, slap, slap—. One painful spank for each punctuation mark, three times, made his roundly raised bottom tremble. There was almost no skin color visible now. The hand on his back trembled too. In the end, tears formed in his eyes. It stung a lot and hurt a lot.

“Agh… I… I’ve really never thought of your words as a joke… not even once….”

“Our boy is such a smooth talker.”

“……”

“Well, I guess that much is a given.”

When he hit him painfully one more time, Jaeri buried his face in the blanket and let the tears flow.

“…It’s true….”

At the voice, mixed with sobs and muffled by the blanket, Jungyoon this time caressed his bottom with a rather gentle touch. Even that slow touch stung for some reason.

“Jaeri.”

“…Yes, hyung.”

“I know everything about you.”

“…Yes…”

Sometimes it seemed like he knew him better than he knew himself. Still, he probably didn’t know that he was gay, and moreover, that he liked him.

“Every time this happens, it’s a bit, baffling, you know.”

Now he tapped his feverish bottom with the back of his hand, thwack, thwack. At his touch, the flesh of his bottom jiggled. For some reason, that was more embarrassing than being hit. Jaeri buried his head even deeper.

“…Yes.”

“How much more should I cherish you?”

Earlier, when he was mercilessly pressing on his stomach, his hyung had said he was cherishing him. That might really be his way of cherishing him. Jaeri remembered his noona saying that Kim Jungyoon had a notoriously foul temper. That she had never seen anyone with such a foul temper even in society….

“…I’ll be good from now on….”

He answered in a small voice, completely crestfallen.

“Alright.”

“…The 2kg, I’ll gain it too…. By next week….”

He would have made him say it himself anyway. He said it in advance without being told. Jungyoon smiled.

“Smart, aren’t you.”

He covered Jaeri’s feverish bottom with his large palm and rubbed it roughly. At the kneading, grasping touch, the hit areas throbbed, and his front was also brushed back and forth, making it tickle.

Unconsciously, his bottom twitched and tensed here and there. He must have seen the shape of his buttock muscles change. He might have even felt it all with his palm. Embarrassed by that, he fidgeted his feet a little, wanting him to let go quickly.

He pulled down the robe that had been rolled up. He also released the hand that had been bound to Jaeri’s back. Jaeri carefully got off his lap. There weren’t many tears in his eyes, but his face was like a perfectly ripe apple.

Jaeri stood up awkwardly and immediately knelt at his feet. He brought his knees as close together as possible and placed his hands on them. The loose cloth wrapped around his body would hide the slight arousal. His bottom, touching his heels, tingled.

He had intended to sort out the arousal when he stood up, following him without being able to read the mood, but he just stayed still without saying anything. Jaeri looked up at his hyung and asked. His voice was cautious.

“…Am I, all done being punished?”

Jungyoon silently stroked Jaeri’s hair. After glancing down at his groin, Jaeri naturally placed his hands in an appropriate place to cover what needed covering and just asked what he had been curious about earlier.

“…Hyung, but why were you in such a… good mood earlier? You even had a drink after so long…”

At that time, a genuinely good-humored expression had been on his hyung’s face. Why had he been in such a good mood from that point on, making him sit on his lap and feeding him dessert?

“Well now….”

He didn’t tell him. He had simply heard an amusing story.

On his way home from work, Jungyoon had answered a call. He tried to answer all calls that came from that kid if possible.

— Hello, I… I thought I should probably let you know….

A youthful voice spoke, unable to hide its nervousness.

‘Yes. What is it?’

— Um, it’s not like I brought it up first.

‘Get to the point.’

Jungyoon said lowly in a bored voice.

— Jaeri asked me to buy him a dildo.

‘…What?’

— …Jaeri suddenly asked me if I’ve ever masturbated anally and told me to buy a dildo and bring it to him when January 1st comes.

‘Ah… is that so?’

He couldn’t hold back the laughter that escaped. Jaeri, you did?

— Anyway, I think he’s going to try and use it without you knowing, Mr. Vice President.

‘What did Jaeri promise to do for you?’

— He said he’d treat me to fifteen meals.

‘You’re a smart one. Alright.’

Jungyoon couldn’t stop laughing for a long while. It seemed like the first time he had laughed this much in recent memory.

‘He’s so cute, I could die….’