Aggro Hunter 51

At that moment, Byun Taehui turned around with a deeply smiling face. He beckoned at Pyeonghwa with his finger.

When Pyeonghwa pressed his face close to the passenger seat backrest, Byun Taehui whispered quietly as if telling a secret. As if Dohae right next to him couldn’t hear it.

“I’m the top.”

“What?”

“Huhu…”

Top? Pyeonghwa blinked, not understanding what he meant. Dohae irritably reached out and grabbed the lower jaw of the slyly smiling Byun Taehui.

“Fuck, what are you saying to a kid at your age?”

“Uwup~?”

“From now on, whoever opens their mouth gets thrown out the window. Especially you. Noh Pyeonghwa.”

“Gasp!”

Pyeonghwa rolled his lips inward and bit down hard. If he was such a hopeless human bastard who grabbed his girlfriend’s face that hard, he’d really throw someone like that onto a highway where freight trucks were zooming by and then some.

“…”

As he tried to say nothing, his eyes kept closing. Pyeonghwa, who had been dozing off, soon toppled over to the side. It took only 3 minutes for Pyeonghwa to fall asleep.

Dohae checked Pyeonghwa breathing evenly through the rearview mirror and rubbed his eyelids tiredly. Finally asleep. Damn brat…

“…Honey, you didn’t meet Pyeonghwa for the first time today, right?”

“Briefly 3 years ago.”

“Was he this troublesome back then too?”

“Yeah.”

“Did you scold him by any chance? Beat him up or something.”

“A few hits hoping he’d mature. Back then he hid it even more thoroughly.”

“Ah… so that’s why.”

Byun Taehui’s cheeks twitched, and his plump lips curved into an arc. The laughter that leaked between his lips, unable to contain his amusement, was quite sinister. Byun Taehui crossed his legs and covered his reddened cheeks.

“What should I do, honey? I like Pyeonghwa.”

“Kill the interest.”

“Ah~ I should have been the one to contact him. What a waste~”

Byun Taehui hummed incomprehensible words. Dohae felt uncomfortable that because of him, the innocent Noh Pyeonghwa who knew nothing had been targeted by a cross-dressing pervert twelve years older. He’d have to keep Byun Taehui in check for the time being. It was an extension of the guilt from stealing the ring.

‘Come to think of it, Byun Taehui also put on the ring but it didn’t bind to him.’

There must have been conditions for binding. And the moment it bound, memories related to the ring remained only with the owner.

Dohae bent his thumb and fondled the ring on the inside of his finger while thinking deeply. About the ring’s intention and purpose.

‘It wants something from me. I’ll find out if I wait.’

As expected, the ring’s ability wasn’t the end. From that night on, Dohae was plagued by very strange dreams. Unpleasant enough to be nauseating, but he had no choice but to cling to that unpleasantness… It was the worst kind of dream.

*

A hair-raising, goosebump-inducing sensation wrapped around his entire body along his core. Dohae’s blurry vision gradually became clear. At the end of his gaze was someone’s waist. Dohae lowered his head and confirmed what he was gripping with both hands.

‘A butt?’

There were clear scars on both buttocks. Around the scars, thick bodily fluids were splattered. It looked deliberately smeared. Suddenly lust boiled up inside. Dohae roughly thrust up his hips.

As the thick member that had been half-pulled out plunged in to the root, the startled buttocks tensed their muscles hard and trembled. The inner walls were trembling the same way.

‘Fuck… feels good…!’

No matter how many times he pounded in, the inner walls greedily sucked on his cock and clung chewy. He’d never had a wet dream even during puberty, so why suddenly… Realistic worries scattered into unrealistic sensations.

Dohae moved his lower body in ecstasy. As he just thrust in hard without technique, the buttocks twisted as if trying to escape from his grip. Dohae pressed down on the buttocks with force and forcibly shoved his cock into the hole.

‘…A man?’

He suddenly realized that the hole he’d inserted into wasn’t a woman’s genitals. He normally wasn’t interested in either women or men, but if he were to have sex, he naturally thought it would be with a woman, so he was secretly shocked.

Moreover, he hadn’t even worn a condom. Thinking that his cock had gone raw into a guy’s back hole made him so disgusted he wanted to vomit up what he’d eaten.

Dohae, who had been staring only at the butt until now, raised his gaze along the other person’s spine. Fortunately, the body was quite passable. Plump buttocks, a not-bad waistline, and moderately muscled, so at this level, even if it was a man, it seemed okay…

‘…’

The moment he saw the other person’s head, Dohae abruptly stopped all movement. He was wearing a very familiar gas mask.

‘…Pax?’

‘Mm, mmng, noona, hurry…’

Pax gently shook his butt as if acting cute. Ugh, shit! Dohae couldn’t hold back the nausea rising inside and grabbed the back of his neck. He wanted to snap this neck right now and kill him.

‘Ah! It hurts, mmng… Ah! Noona!’

As Pax felt pain, the inner walls contracted greatly. Pleasure like brain paralysis came crashing down, and he absolutely couldn’t stop thrusting.

‘Noona, your cock tastes so fucking good…!’

‘Fuck, you dirty bastard! Who’s noona?’

‘Hyung, Dohae hyung… you’re fucking terrible today… Ah! This is so fucking hot too…!’

‘Terrible, you say?’

‘Yes. The concept of brutishly pounding with force, right? I’ll match you like a fucking expert hole.’

‘Expert, what?’

‘You can hit my butt. Our noona is crazy about my ass. Hehe…’

The Pax in the dream was a slut among sluts. Disgusting bastard! Dohae boiled with anger and thrust his cock in and out even more roughly.

Even at the act of pummeling his belly, Pax whined that it felt good. Every time that moan brushed his ears, the back of his head tingled. No matter how much it was a dream, he didn’t want to make Pax, who had done this to him, feel good.

Dohae raised his hand high in the sky and struck down on his buttocks. Then Pax’s moans mixed with whimpering cries. He still seemed to like it, which was infuriating. Dohae huffed and smack! slapped Pax’s buttocks even harder.

The narrow inner walls squeezed tightly as if to cut off his member. His vision went white for a moment. Dohae gritted his teeth and curled his back to hold something back.

‘Ugh, why is it so… tight!’

‘Kkeu, hyung, I’ve got amazing durability, right…’

‘Relax!’

‘Are you about to cum? Haa, wait… it hurts, ah! Hard to control, heut!’

Pax groaned while repeatedly tensing and relaxing. The throbbing pain wouldn’t subside, so Dohae firmly grabbed the buttocks where red handprints had risen over the bumpy scars.

He spread both buttocks wide and pulled his member out. As if begging not to leave, the inner walls clung to the surface and were dragged along. Creamy semen trickled down from the hole where red flesh was visible.

Dohae blankly stared at the hole that was narrowing while twitching, then gulped. This wasn’t normal. At this rate, he felt like he’d bring his mouth to this dirty place.

Thinking it would be better to have his member thrust in, Dohae aligned the tip of his glans and stabbed deeply all at once. Pax trembled violently and cried out.

‘Ah, hyung, don’t pull out. Cum inside! Inside…!’

As ejaculation approached, Pax groped behind him and pulled on his hand. He didn’t even wear a condom but wants him to do it inside? What kind of perverted… No, wait. They say dreams reflect the subconscious, so did he have such a disgusting sex fantasy? While thinking this and that, Dohae reached climax deep inside Pax.

‘Huk, huk, who are you!’

‘That’s for hyung to find out.’

‘Fuck, why this kind of dream…!’

‘Find me quickly. There’s not much time left, why are you so slow?’

‘Shut up!’

Dohae reached out to remove the gas mask. At that moment, the ring on his finger emitted a brilliant light.

The light sucked in everything in the dream. The bed, lights, table, Pax, and even Dohae, all of it.

“…Crazy ring!”

Dohae, who woke from the dream, sat up abruptly, trembling as if having a seizure. The wet underwear he felt made his skin crawl even more.

“Ugh, shit, urgh!”

Dohae staggered and ran to the bathroom. As he grabbed the toilet and retched, transparent stomach acid poured out.

Self-loathing washed over him. He clearly could have stopped, but consumed by pleasure, he continued thrusting. The pleasure he felt then was enough to make his hair stand on end even recalling it now.

It was because of the ring. Because of that damn item’s mental control. Everything that felt like his own will was all lies. It had to be.

Dohae turned on the sink and struggled to remove the ring, but it absolutely wouldn’t come off as if they were one body.

‘Why him of all people?’

Setting aside the ring’s bizarre ability, he couldn’t understand why the partner was Pax.

Was it because he’d been chasing after Pax for over half a year to reveal his identity? Because Pax sent him messages saying ‘noona><dream of me♡’ every night? Or because he’d observed Pax’s physical characteristics?

What was certain was that this ring wanted him to quickly find out Pax’s identity.