RB 46

Choi Yoonho and the man traded a few curses, then naturally pressed their tongues together. They kissed like a casual greeting.

The camera captured him mixing tongues with other men, and even the process of him throwing off his gown and becoming naked. Before long, he climbed onto the bed, and maybe because the drug was taking effect, his eyes grew even more glazed.

In the wide-angle shot, there were others besides Choi Yoonho. All of them were so focused on fucking that the bed shook.

“Ah, fuck, stop pounding so much. You’re shaking me too.”

Choi Yoonho, half reclined on the bed, laughed. It had not been long since he took the pill, but his cock was already standing tall. Maybe it was not just the drug.

“You can fuck and film at the same time, right?”

His slyly curved eyes fixed on the camera lens. A hand, assumed to belong to the cameraman, slid down Yoonho’s stomach. One hand grabbed his cock and stroked lightly, and Yoonho’s breath soon grew ragged.

“Mm, don’t just play with my cock, fuck my hole.”

His voice when asking was sweet. Usually he was irritable and harsh, but during sex he became seductive. The cameraman swallowed his breath and pulled Yoonho’s ass cheeks apart as asked.

“Fuck, it’s so tight, can I even get in?”

“Of course. If it’s Choi Yoonho’s hole, even two cocks would fit.”

A man nearby, who was pounding away, added “Ah, fuck, Choi Yoonho? He’s so damn tasty. My mouth is watering already. I’m going in next.”Voices from different directions threw in comments one after another.

“Ugh, mm. Haa… good. More, come in deeper.”

Choi Yoonho spread his thighs wide and welcomed the cameraman’s cock. Even his face, twisted with both pain and pleasure, was beautiful and filthy. His soft brown hair spread out on the white sheets, swaying in rhythm with the man’s thrusts.

“Hhhngh, ang! Hngh!”

Moans close to cries came out of his mouth. His drug-heightened body had become endlessly sensitive, so he felt every thrust he received. Even though there were many naked bodies, Yoonho’s pale figure stood out the most.

“Haa, fuck. Move aside.”

One man, in the middle of going at it with another, suddenly pulled out his cock and turned. He stripped off his condom and shoved his wet cock into Yoonho’s hand.

Yoonho grabbed it eagerly. While he stroked the cock skillfully, with his other arm he wrapped around a new man’s neck. They shared a sticky kiss as if they had promised it beforehand.

“Wow, our Yoonho’s going wild again! If Yeorok sees this video, he’ll go crazy with joy!”

Son Jinhyung suddenly stepped into the camera’s frame. In the hotel room full of only robes and bare skin, he was the only one wearing a suit.

He plopped down at the edge of the bed and enjoyed watching Yoonho panting. He bent forward, chuckling like it was some amusing show.

“Yoonho-ya, you like it that much? You’re going to cum all over the place?”

“Mm, hhh, yeah.”

“You really lose your mind over cock.”

“Fuck… hngh, fuck off!”

“Well, if Choi Yoonho tells me to fuck off, I guess I have to.”

Son Jinhyung stood from the bed and yanked open his zipper. His cock, already hard, came out in his hand.

The man sucking Yoonho’s earlobe quickly moved aside. He went down instead and took to sucking Yoonho’s nipple.

In that time, Son Jinhyung pushed his cock to Yoonho’s mouth. As if he had been waiting, Yoonho’s red lips parted and his tongue touched the dark tip. He sucked Son Jinhyung’s cock with no hesitation.

“Ah, you little shit… you suck cock so damn well.”

Son Jinhyung said words that were half praise, half insult. Choi Yoonho was behaving dirtier than a whore. Even while being taken by three men at once, he was enjoying it.

“Yoonho-ya, should we set a new record tonight? How many cocks can we fit in your ass?”

“Mmhp, mmph.”

“With tonight’s energy, maybe three will fit? Or do you want to try a train? Our pretty one can be the conductor.”

The shaking camera lens captured every scene. The screen was flooded with flesh tones. The group sex was something even animals wouldn’t do.

In rough excitement, the men sometimes switched partners. Yoonho indulged in pleasure, grinding with several men. He did not care whose cock was whose. He only sucked, swallowed, and gave in to instinct greedily.

Eunho stopped the video when he saw two cocks shoved into Yoonho’s ass. He had tried to endure, but the nausea rising up his throat reached its limit. He ended up collapsing to the floor and vomiting.

Seo Taehwa sat calmly, as though he had expected this reaction. Instead of patting Eunho’s back, he pulled out some tissues and placed them near his head.

“I knew it would shock you. I also know you have a hard time watching things like this.”

“What… is this?”

“What do you think? It’s Choi Yoonho’s sex video. He sent this to Yeorok and got fifty million won out of it. I don’t know what he spent that money on though.”

“……”

Eunho was too shaken to keep his thoughts straight. Everything he had just seen went far beyond what he could accept.

He had heard many times that Choi Yoonho lived a debauched life, but he only imagined that meant drinking heavily and indulging in luxury. He thought Yoonho was just a little more promiscuous than others, but he had never once imagined he would engage in such filthy, chaotic sex.

No one had ever told Eunho the truth about Choi Yoonho’s perverse sexual tastes. It was obvious why. They must have feared he would be shocked and run away.

“…You’re telling me to do this?”

He asked again in disbelief. His trembling eyes turned toward Seo Taehwa, begging for him to say no.

But Seo Taehwa’s face was more expressionless than ever. His gaze toward Eunho held no trace of regret, only the look of someone who had made up his mind.

“You have to. Didn’t you say you would do anything to become Choi Yoonho?”

“Hyung… I can’t. I really can’t, even if I die.”

“Haa, Eunho-ya. If you refuse, this only gets harder for both of us.”

Seo Taehwa lowered his head and rubbed his forehead. He couldn’t bring himself to face Eunho’s pleading expression.

“There’s nothing I can do to help with this. Just think you’ve gone crazy too and accept it.”

“……”

“Until you become skilled at sex, you will practice until you drop. This is the last step to complete you as Choi Yoonho.”

He stopped there and slowly lowered his hand.

When he raised his head, Eunho’s lips were just opening and closing soundlessly in shock. His wide eyes were filled with tears. Even his eyelids seemed frozen, his whole body still, completely blank.

Seo Taehwa faltered as well. Just as he was about to call his name, a teardrop fell from those big eyes. Eunho’s face, mixed with sorrow and fear, was so pitiful that he could not bring himself to offer any words of comfort.

Seo Taehwa chose silence. At that moment, anything he said would sound like deception.

***

Of course, sex required a partner.

Seo Taehwa had been busy selecting suitable ones. He only picked men who were polite, handsome, and had good sexual manners. In reality, Choi Yoonho had perverted tendencies and preferred crude people, but at least in this matter Seo Taehwa refused to compromise.

With difficulty, he got Yeorok’s approval and arranged appropriate men. He knew if he suddenly threw Eunho into a room with several people, he would panic, so for now he chose the most favorable-looking man among them.

Seo Taehwa rubbed his frowning face and let out a long sigh.

“Favorable-looking, my ass. Do you think he can even see men’s faces right now? I must be an idiot for thinking I was preparing this for his own good.”

“…You’re right. We’re all going to hell.”

Ahn Jaehwan added. He felt the same unease.

Just moments ago, Sim Eunho had walked into the room where an unfamiliar man was waiting. He said nothing, as if resigned, but his expression looked exactly like livestock being dragged to a slaughterhouse. They knew he was traumatized, yet they were shoving him straight into hellfire.

Ahn Jaehwan wondered if it was time to hand over both his medical license and psychiatric credentials. He leaned his head back and sighed, but then noticed a man entering the corridor they were standing in.

As Yeorok walked in with long steps, both Ahn Jaehwan and Seo Taehwa instinctively straightened their posture. Since Yeorok had an important schedule arranged, neither of them expected him to show up here.

He asked immediately,

“Did he go in?”

“Huh? …Yeah. About five minutes ago.”

Yeorok gave Seo Taehwa a quick glance at the reluctant answer, then checked his wristwatch. He had around thirty minutes before his next appointment. Since this training would not be easy, he intended to watch at least a little before leaving.

Yeorok was handed the laptop. Inside the room Eunho had entered, CCTV had been set up. It did not record, but through a special program they could see the live feed.

Two figures sitting side by side appeared on the screen. The man was quite handsome and carried himself with ease. Eunho, on the other hand, looked intimidated even through the monitor.

He had been told that after watching Choi Yoonho’s sex video, Eunho had not been able to eat for days and showed signs of anxiety. But escape from reality was not an option. Eunho had walked into this place himself, which meant he understood clearly what he had to do.

Yeorok tapped the keypad to zoom in. Eunho’s face filled the monitor. Even in low resolution, his fear showed clearly.

Yeorok reset the camera to its original view, then placed the laptop openly on the side table. Naturally, everyone’s gaze turned toward it.

No one said a word. They only watched the situation in silence.