SLC 29

He opened the refrigerator, but there was nothing inside.

“What the hell is wrong with this place?”

He looked around and saw a water purifier placed in the corner of the kitchen. Mok Seongha took out a cup and poured cold water. Even after drinking 3 cups in a row, it wasn’t enough to quench his thirst. He felt like all the moisture in his body had been squeezed out through semen and sweat.

Mok Seongha brought the cup back under the purifier and filled it again. He had masturbated repeatedly against Kim Jinkyung’s body until the morning sun rose, so the heat that had been boiling inside his body had completely gone down.

‘…It hurts….’

After repeated legs masturbating on his hand several times, Kim Jinkyung eventually complained with teary eyes.

Something about it was strange. At that moment, Mok Seongha felt his cock grow harder.

‘My hands hurt…. You’re doing it too hard….’

Mok Seongha’s desire to dominate grew as he saw the man who was several years older than him, shake and whimper in fear.

‘Then what should I do?’

Mok Seongha asked. He didn’t want to stop here. He couldn’t stop. His penis was still swollen hard enough to ache.

‘…Can’t you do it alone now?’

Kim Jinkyung carefully asked. Mok Seongha shook his head and rubbed his forehead against Kim Jinkyung’s shoulder.

‘I can’t.’

That was the truth. Mok Seongha had tried several times while standing alone in the bathroom, but it only made him feel worse. Instead, the heat rose even more until his vision blurred. After forcing ejaculation from his own hand several times, Mok Seongha came out of the bathroom and went into the bedroom where Kim Jinkyung was sleeping.

When he saw Kim Jinkyung lying in the chair with his eyes closed, he realized what he wanted.

‘…I want to do it with your hand, teacher.’

Maybe because Kim Jinkyung had a lot of experience with men, his hands were obscene beyond measure. They didn’t look special, but just touching his penis made it feel like it would burst. When Mok Seongha rubbed his fully heated cock against those hands, his skull began to tingle as desire surged.

Mok Seongha coaxed and persuaded Kim Jinkyung, who said he would absolutely not do it, and eventually borrowed his hands to masturbate. The moment the hands touched his cock, a moan escaped from Mok Seongha’s mouth. He wanted to soak every gap between the fingers, even the spaces around the nails, with his semen and rub and grind them. He made Kim Jinkyung bring both hands together, shoved his cock between them, and ejaculated. It felt so good that he wouldn’t have minded dying.

‘It hurts from rubbing….’

Kim Jinkyung said again, his voice trembling. Mok Seongha had licked his palms multiple times, but as the chafing repeated, it seemed ineffective.

‘Then where should I do it?’

Kim Jinkyung shook his head at Mok Seongha’s question. It meant he didn’t know either. Mok Seongha’s gaze suddenly landed on Kim Jinkyung’s navel, visible between the hospital gown.

How am I even supposed to put it in there?

Kim Jinkyung seemed to realize where Mok Seongha was looking at, because he flinched, grabbed his clothes, and pulled his legs together.

Kim Jinkyung was a herbivore. A little fear made him turn pale and tremble, and even a minor threat made him curl in on himself. Mok Seongha’s blood boiled like a carnivore upon witnessing that. He wanted to dig into that pale nape with his razor-sharp teeth so he could taste it.

It was instinct.

Mok Seongha opened his mouth wide and bit down on Kim Jinkyung’s nape. The latter jolted and turned his head.

‘Wha-what are you doing?’

‘It smells good.’

‘…You said you wouldn’t eat me.’

Kim Jinkyung was terrified that Mok Seongha would eat him, yet he nonetheless followed suit and offered his hands in this situation. Mok Seongha couldn’t understand him.

‘I won’t eat you.’

Mok Seongha said, but he continued sucking and chewing Kim Jinkyung’s skin. If he judged solely on flavor, it was bland and uninteresting. Nonetheless, he felt compelled to put it in his mouth again.

When Mok Seongha slowly licked his the nape, Kim Jinkyung’s body trembled.

‘I said I won’t eat you.’

Mok Seongha lay on his side to suck his neck more freely, then dragged Kim Jinkyung into his embrace from behind. Kim Jinkyung’s nape was wet in sweat from strain, giving off a distinct body scent. Mok Seongha previously despised the smell of humans. That is why, when looking for a private tutor, the most important need was that they had no scent.

Strictly speaking, he wasn’t scentless.

Mok Seongha moved his lips, took a breath, and nuzzled Kim Jinkyung’s nape. People’s bodily odors varied according to what they consumed. Kim Jinkyung smelled of apples. Perhaps that’s why Mok Seongha’s gaze was always drawn to his neck.

‘Ah….’

When the tongue licked his nape a few more times, Kim Jinkyung squirmed slightly. Mok Seongha stretched out his leg and pinned his body so he couldn’t move. At the same time, a solid mass thrust between his legs.

Kim Jinkyung flinched and tried to pull his legs away, but Mok Seongha grabbed his thigh.

‘…I’ll do it here.’

Mok Seongha whispered in a low voice. Kim Jinkyung shook his head, his expression suggesting that he might start crying at any second.

Mok Seongha’s mood quickly soured when he thought of the attention someone with that face must have received in the army.

He deliberately shoved his penis between Kim Jinkyung’s legs and roughly thrust his hips. Kim Jinkyung let out a low moan and grabbed the sheet. Something still felt lacking. Mok Seongha pulled down the waist of Kim Jinkyung’s pants

‘Why are you pulling my pants down?’

‘I have to rub it on bare skin.’

‘No, why….’

Rubbing over clothes didn’t give enough stimulation. Mok Seongha pulled the pants down and saw Kim Jinkyung’s long, straight legs.

Kim Jinkyung was slim, and had long limbs. His neck stood out in particular. When he focused on explaining problems, Mok Seongha found himself wondering how that long line continued beneath the clothes.

So that’s how it connects.

The line extended from the neck down the spine, down the curve of the hips, and into the legs. His eyes lingered when he saw his exposed body.

‘Don’t-don’t look.’

Kim Jinkyung seemed to notice his gaze and hurriedly pulled the sheet over his legs.

‘So it’s fine as long as I don’t look?’

‘What?’

Mok Seongha didn’t wait for an answer. He lifted the sheet and shoved his lower body inside, sticking close to him. His cock slipped between Kim Jinkyung’s thighs. Mok Seongha reached out, grabbed both of Kim Jinkyung’s legs to keep them from spreading, and moved his hips.

‘Haah….’

Hot air escaped from between his lips. It felt as if the heat that had subsided was rising again.When Mok Seongha rubbed his fully hard penis against the firm, silky skin, his heart itched.

‘Teacher….’

When Mok Seongha called him that from behind, Kim Jinkyung’s nape and ears flushed instantly.

He looks like a ripe apple.

Mok Seongha bit down. Blood oozed from the wound left by his sharp canines. When he licked it, the wound vanished as if nothing had happened.

‘Ah… uh.’

A moan slipped from Kim Jinkyung’s mouth. It was the first time. Mok Seongha recalled the spot and rubbed there again, causing Kim Jinkyung’s body to jolt.

His nape, face, and even his shoulders were red.

Mok Seongha pulled away the sheet that had been covering Kim Jinkyung’s legs.

‘Don’t….’

Kim Jinkyung tried to pull the sheet back over himself, but Mok Seongha was faster. The flesh between Kim Jinkyung’s legs looked slightly swollen. His penis resembled him, straight and pretty.

It was pale and delicate, hard to believe it was a penis that had been waved around everywhere.

‘This doesn’t mean anything, it’s just because it keeps rubbing from behind….’

Kim Jinkyung rambled excuses. Mok Seongha said nothing and stared at the penis. The erection quickly wilted.

What a waste.

‘Then let me do it to you too.’

‘No, it’s fine. I’m fine, so….’

He pulled him back into his arms from behind and inhaled. Then he started thrusting his hips again, far more roughly than before. Kim Jinkyung protested, “No, please let go,” but the words could not reach him.

‘Teacher….’

He repeated the heated calls.

‘Teacher…. Teacher…. This feels so good, this….’

Heat blurred his vision. He bit down on his lips. The rising desire felt like it would burn through his throat. Kim Jinkyung’s breathing changed, and desire permeated it despite the whimpering. That reaction made him feel weirdly pleased. As Kim Jinkyung’s straight, pretty penis hardened, the heat in his body rose even higher.

‘More. More. Just a little more, so it’s fair.’

A large hand reached out and grabbed Kim Jinkyung’s penis. Kim Jinkyung, already fully aroused, climaxed at the same time. Thick semen soaked the palm. Did human semen really have an effect that excited someone else?

The moment the smell wafted out, blood rushed up so rapidly that he became dizzy.

Mon Seongha adjusted his position and climbed over him. He grabbed both penises together and moved his hips. Kim Jinkyung cried and said, “Let go, this, let go,” and tried to push him away, but his cock that had been wilted earlier was now flushed red and swollen.

It was straight and pretty. Just like him.

‘…Teacher.’

He grinded against the semen soaked penis and reached his climax. This time, his semen coated Kim Jinkyung’s. Seeing both penises and their pubic hair smeared with mixed semen made sparks fly again.

‘This feels so good, teacher…. Haah….’

He spent the entire night rubbing himself over Kim Jinkyung’s body and ejaculating.

“……”

A sudden cold sensation near his feet made him lower his head. Water had overflowed from the cup and was streaming down because the purifier button was still pressed. He released it.

The purifier stopped with a birdlike sound. He drank the full cup, but he still couldn’t quench his thirst.

Did I masturbate too much?

When he opened his eyes, Kim Jinkyung was sprawled on the bed, asleep. He used his own hand twice more. He wanted to wake him and do it together, but seeing Kim Jinkyung’s exhausted face, worn from only falling asleep near dawn, made him stop.

Should I at least bring water?

He put the empty cup in the sink and reached for another. Then the doorbell rang.

He pulled on his pants and opened the door without checking who it was. The man standing outside was shocked when he saw him.

“Who are you?”

Seo Sangil frowned as if he had seen something he shouldn’t have. Before he could answer, he leaned forward and looked inside.

“Where’s Jinkyung? Where is Kim Jinkyung?”

“Why are you looking for him?”

“Why else? He didn’t answer his phone all night. There was no contact. So I came. Fuck, I shouldn’t have left him with that animal yesterday.”

When Seo Sangil tried to step inside after taking off his shoes, he blocked the way.

“Why are you coming in?”

“Who are you to block me? Is this your place?”

“……”

“If it isn’t, move.”

When Seo Sangil tried to shove past, he was suddenly pinned to the wall.

“Fuck, what is this? Let go!”

“Get out.”

“You crazy bastard. Are you not letting go?”

He struggled, but he couldn’t move. The strength felt more overwhelming than before.

Is it just my imagination? Why does he feel bigger?

“What’s going on?”

Kim Jinkyung came out wrapped in a sheet, half asleep.

“Hey, you’re alive?”

“Sangil? Why are you here?”

“Why do you think? You didn’t answer your phone. Why do you even carry one?”

“Yeah.”

A casual voice added in. Seo Sangil glared at him.

“What are you two doing?”

“Fuck, this crazy bastard jumped me out of nowhere. Let go!”

He tried to shake free again. He was slammed back into the wall.

“Don’t do that!”

Kim Jinkyung rushed over in panic.

“He works out. He can’t hurt his shoulder.”

“……”

An annoyed gaze looked down at him.

“Please let go.”

Only then did Mok Seongha release him. Seo Sangil rolled his shoulder.

“What the hell is this? Why did that bastard pop up here? And what happened to the panther?”

“I… I handled it.”

“The zoo took it back?”

“Uh… anyway, don’t worry….”

As he tried to reassure him, the sheet slipped from his hands. A pale, soft shoulder was exposed.

Don’t look.

Mok Seongha instantly felt irritated. His mood was twisted by the instinctive hostility he felt toward the intruder. He grabbed the sheet and wrapped it back around him.

“Get out.”

“What?”

“I said get out!”

The shout came down like thunderclap.

“Why are you doing this?”

Wide eyes looked up at him in worry.

“Get out. Now.”

“Hey, you rude bastard….”

The tension spiked when Seo Sangil stepped forward, reaching for his collar. Kim Jinkyung moved quickly to the one who would listen.

“Sangil, I’ll contact you later.”

“What?”

“Just go for now, okay? Later.”

“Hey. You really….”

“I’m sorry. I really am.”

As he apologized, Mok Seongha pulled him back and placed him behind him.

“Fuck you.”

He said through clenched teeth.

“Sangil. I’ll definitely contact you later.”

“I don’t care. Don’t contact me.”

Seo Sangil put on his shoes, and slammed the door on his way out.

Only then did Kim Jinkyung exhale and pull his wrist free.

“Why did you do that?”

“What?”

“Why were you so rude to my friend? He helped us get out of the hospital.”

“I never asked him for help.”

“……”

That wasn’t true. Without his help, the heat would have hit in the hospital bathroom. He had to know that.

“You shouldn’t act like that.”

He spoke firmly, clutching the sheet.

“He helped out of goodwill. He’s my friend.”

That treatment wasn’t deserved.

“He stepped into my territory first.”

His reaction still didn’t make sense, but it had to be corrected.

“…This isn’t your house, though?”

Mok Seongha’s face turned red. It seemed he had hit a nerve.

“Then we go to my place. We can just go there.”

The situation took a strange turn, and he was dragged to the mansion.

But it felt like one significant hurdle had been cleared, and he finally let out a sigh of relief.