Taeju stared intently at his lips that twitched slightly. The corner was slightly torn. The corner of his mouth with a red dot on it looked lewd. Taeju stuck out his tongue and licked his own lip corner.
“Here.”
A thick tongue appeared and disappeared between his white upper teeth. He could feel Seok Iseo’s gaze reaching his lips. Only then did Taeju smile with his eyes folded.
“It’s torn.”
“Ah.”
Seok Iseo’s voice, neither high nor low, let out a quiet sigh. That alone wasn’t enough. Whether he had memories of that time.
Seok Iseo touched the area around his lips with his slender fingertips. Taeju raised his hand and tapped his own lips, saying it was here, not there.
“Do you remember?”
“No.”
“Seems like you remember.”
Taeju’s back shook up and down. His thick upper body leaned forward with an oppressive feeling. Iseo slightly lowered his eyes to avoid the smiling face.
“So did you say it was okay to tell? The doctor said he got permission that it was okay to tell a bastard like me.”
The whites of his eyes were particularly white as he looked up at the standing person. When the sanpaku eyes tilted upward, they became sharp like a beast’s, cut in half.
“That’s right.”
“Why?”
Only then did Seok Iseo sit on the sofa. His gaze as he sat up straight, pulled in his chin, and looked was quite sharp.
“Because you already found out.”
The gaze that had been looking at Taeju’s thick nape slowly rose. It passed the Adam’s apple that bent at an angle and reached his solid jawline.
Taeju lifted his chin and straightened his bent back. His leisurely relaxing body moved organically like a model fully appealing his physique.
“So I’m going to make you a proposal.”
His left eye narrowed. Taeju twisted his face diagonally and placed one arm on the sofa.
“A proposal?”
“As you know, I have female genitalia.”
Taeju’s mouth slowly opened. His mouth opened so wide that his lower lip was taut, and he laughed.
“Kha ha! Hahaha!”
Taeju laughed while hitting his thighs. His chin tilted back and his Adam’s apple kept surging up and falling down.
“Ah, hyung. Fucking… this is insane…”
Taeju laughed for a long time. He has female genitalia. Seok Iseo has a pussy. Taeju threw his head back and laughed loudly even as his front bulged.
“Done laughing?”
“How can I be done laughing at this? I’m just holding back…”
Taeju couldn’t properly contain his laughter even while repeatedly rubbing his forehead and brow ridge.
How could he finish laughing at this all at once? Throughout his entire life, and however long he’d live in the future combined, there would be no experience more fun and thrilling than this.
“Kheuk, hahaha… Ah, fuck. This is crazy. Yes. What did you say? A proposal?”
Seok Iseo’s shoulders instantly rose high enough for his neck to be deeply buried, then dropped. His collarbones that drew deep shadows became deep as a well, then returned. Taeju stared intently at them with his blue eyes.
“I need a man. Someone who can fuck me enough to satisfy my sex drive.”
The gaze that had been on his collarbones turned toward Seok Iseo’s face as if catching fire.
This was completely unexpected. Taeju’s pupils trembled finely for a moment. He’d thought about sticking it in his hyung’s hole, but he hadn’t thought that hyung would covet his cock first.
He’s even more of a slut than expected. Taeju thought this with a grinning face.
“I know you came here because of money. Take what you want, but you know I can’t just give it to you for free, right?”
“So you want me to sell my cock to you, hyung?”
Seok Iseo quietly glared up at Yeon Taeju. His reddened eye area was quite lewd. No. Not just his eye area, but all the skin covering his exterior was lewd. Taeju felt heat rushing to the top of his head in an instant.
The conversation they were having was beyond interesting—it was arousing and erection-inducing. Taeju’s mouth rose upward as if tearing. Because of his protruding cheekbones, Taeju looked even younger and delinquent.
“Hyung, did you fuck all the guys who came here like this?”
He’d only thought his cousin hyung was suffering from an incurable disease, but he has a pussy. Moreover, this hyung is trying to fuck him.
Yeon Taeju, who occupied the lowest position in human character, swelled his cock taut at this amazing situation.
“I’m expensive, you know.”
“Strip. I need to see what you’re worth.”
Taeju tilted his face crookedly. Instantly, Seok Iseo’s Adam’s apple dropped. Seok Iseo couldn’t make this proposal carelessly.
He had to be more careful than anyone. Because he was someone who had to avoid being on people’s lips more than anyone.
Such a man had his secret discovered by him and was proposing a deal. Without thinking about being cousins or anything.
“Fuck. It’s turning me on hearing this from a chaebol.”
Taeju immediately kicked off from where he sat and stood up. Seok Iseo startled and stood up with him. Taeju thrust his hand into his bangs and tousled his hair.
It was hard to properly enjoy this fun situation because of his cock swelling enough to make his front feel tight. He needed to push Seok Iseo more, but he was being pushed because of his arousal.
“Sit down. You said you’d look.”
With hair sticking up here and there, Taeju pointed at the chair with his eyes. The man who’d said “take what you want, but I can’t give it for free” slightly wrinkled his eyes with a frightened look. That made him lose focus again. Taeju liked that face of Seok Iseo’s.
A face backed into a corner. Someone who shouldn’t be in that position nor that situation crumbling before him.
“I should’ve worked out more if I knew I’d be selling my body.”
While pulling his top off over his head, Taeju made such a frivolous joke. They were cousins. Or rather, before that, it was a relationship between man and man. All moral norms and rules, social conventions between these two had collapsed.
Taeju would show him everything down to the most base parts without holding back. The most gloomy, sinister, and sordid parts. Things he could never show to others.
Large chunks of muscle rapidly swelled and contracted as if each was breathing. His body was covered in muscles large and small enough to make the regretful words about working out seem truly frivolous.
“Ah…”
Taeju pulled off his pants and underwear in one go without hesitation. Like someone who knew no shame, he approached Seok Iseo with his naked body.
“How do you price it?”
His member, as thick as a woman’s forearm, dangled every time Taeju moved his legs. Every line of his body was thick. Even his swaying member.
“Give me a good price, hyung. We’re family.”
Watching the trembling eyes, Taeju stroked up his cock.
“Iseo hyung.”
Taeju, who had approached Iseo, gripped his sofa backrest. It was an ambiguous position. When he placed his arms there, his lower back bent and his swaying member hovered near Iseo’s face.
“How is it? Does it look appetizing?”
Taeju giggled and thrust his cockhead toward Iseo’s face. The fishy-smelling member swayed right in front of Iseo’s nose.
Iseo’s face turned dark. No. It just looked dark because Taeju’s upper body created a shadow.
Iseo’s hand pushed Taeju’s pelvis backward. The fingertips grabbing and pushing away Taeju’s bare skin trembled weakly.
“Don’t.”
Seok Iseo seemed to regret what he’d said about stripping to set a price.
It seemed like something he’d said wanting to fluster him, but there was no way he’d be flustered to that degree. If he was going to be flustered, it should have been when Seok Iseo had spread his legs wide and lost consciousness.
“What do you want to get?”
He stroked up the vicious member like a military ration and bent his waist, thrusting his face forward.
Taeju’s most vicious and unprocessed raw self was right in front of Iseo’s nose. Seok Iseo’s gaze going back and forth between his abs and glans was amusing.
“I wonder. Did you see my car?”
The hand that had been gripping his member now went between Iseo’s crotch. Leaning his upper body while gripping the backrest left no corner to escape.
“What?”
“Every time hyung comes, I’ll take payment. Pay for my car.”
Whether he’d seen his car, Seok Iseo was docile. Because Iseo gave no answer, Taeju squeezed the member in his hand harder out of frustration. His member was also erect.
He subtly pressed the balls and root with the thick part of his palm. At the same time, he rubbed between the split mound with his fingers.
Taeju, who asked to pay for his car as if asking to pay the bill, playfully put strength in his palm.
“Haa…”
