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A Smooth Life 2-3

“How many layers are you wearing?”

I heard muttering from above. I answered diligently. It’s cold, you know. I waved my hand to find my settled cardigan. But no matter how much I waved, I couldn’t reach my old cardigan. I lay on my side and stretched out my hand. I continued to float on the goose butt, drunk on the warm air. It seemed Cheon Jaerim knew I was cold and adjusted the boiler to the appropriate temperature. When I was thinking how admirable that was, a hand slipped into my underwear.

“…!”

As soon as a hand entered where it shouldn’t, my head shot up in shock. Even drunk, I could distinguish this much. Only then did I remember that I was wearing a wig and had air-filled cups on my chest. The alcohol sobered up like a lie.

“Wh-what are you doing?”

When I pushed the blanket with my feet, the blanket moved instead of my body. The place where I was was no longer a goose butt. It was a dimly lit room. The room with only one orange stand lamp lit gave the feeling of a prison cell. When I raised my knees to protect my body, Cheon Jaerim covered my kneecaps with his hand.

“Where would you go? There’s nowhere for hyung to go.”

“Huh?”

“Huh?”

Cheon Jaerim imitated me like a clown. My spine went cold. I thawed my coldly frozen brain. It seemed Cheon Jaerim had called me strangely, or no, a word I’d never heard… Hyung! He referred to me as hyung. When I was drunk and couldn’t even control my neck, if I wasn’t mistaken, he said hyung. My heart started pounding. I hastily felt my chest. My startled heart seemed like it would squeeze between my fingers and pop out.

“Looking for this?”

Cheon Jaerim held the bulging cup and waved it near his face. I desperately wished that this situation unfolding before my eyes right now, no matter how extremely terrible it became, was ‘a dream that would disappear if I woke up.’

Cheon Jaerim threw the cup he was holding toward me. The feeling of it touching my collarbone and falling was vivid. The cup went between my legs where my bare legs were fully exposed. It reminded me that this was definitely not a dream. Goosebumps rose on my naked legs. From my knees, Cheon Jaerim’s fingers scraped down like scratching a blackboard. I was suddenly pulled down toward the guy who asked ‘Are you cold?’

I got caught wrong.

That’s what I thought the moment my legs were pulled.

From my laid-down view, Cheon Jaerim’s face appeared. His eyes and mouth were smiling soundlessly. I moved as if I had springs attached to my body. I bounced up and pushed him far away. But what stood firmly on top didn’t budge like a rock. How can this be? Is he taking revenge now?

I don’t think what I did was right either. But I couldn’t logically understand Cheon Jaerim doing this kind of thing to me. I coaxed him with a stammering voice.

“You said you like women. This isn’t right. Wait, wait a moment…”

“What’s not right?”

“You doing this… it’s a c-crime.”

“I don’t care.”

Cheon Jaerim buried his face in my nape. His gasping breath came up to my ear. How could this possibly not matter? I pushed my shoulder forward to remove his body like a stone. But in an instant, both arms were caught on either side like an insect being mounted. I had no way to do anything anymore. The distance caused by strength approached as loss. Please, please… I started begging. If it was because he was drunk, though it would be unfair, I was willing to dismiss it as an accident. I was willing to cover it up as a mistake by an energetic young guy.

“You said you wanted to live comfortably… I’ll do it for you.”

“What?”

“Should I raise the tutoring fee?”

Saying that, he pressed his lips between the open shirt. The lips were blocked by the sleeveless undershirt inside. Cheon Jaerim pulled down the sleeveless top with the tip of his chin. Wet lips slowly descended onto my trembling body. His nose tip touched my tense nipple.

“Hng, hngh, ugh, g-get off!”

Every time I struggled, the mounted joints tingled as blood didn’t flow. I moved wildly using the rest of my body. It was desperate struggling to break free. For a moment, I felt as if hair was being pulled from the top of my head. The wig was held in the other person’s hand like ghost hair. Cheon Jaerim shook his hand side to side trying to remove the tangled hair. A cool sensation rushed in as if hair had been pulled out in places. With one arm that became free, I brought it down on the hard shoulder like a hammer. If there had been a baseball bat nearby, I would have smashed that head without hesitation.

The guy who was taking my hits started looking around. I noticed he was searching for something to restrain me. Cheon Jaerim raised his upper body. As the body confining me loosened, I quickly escaped from between his knees. I crawled on my stomach across the bed as wide as the Pacific Ocean. But this was Cheon Jaerim’s fortress. There was nowhere for a hostage trapped inside the fortress to escape. Both powerful weapons and sturdy shields existed in Cheon Jaerim’s palm. My shoulder was grabbed and the shirt that had been stripped off at some point was wound above my wrists. Because the guy sitting on my back held both arms up, I couldn’t even kick with my feet.

“If you behave, I’ll untie you later.”

He tapped my cheek and turned my body to face forward again. I was only wearing a single sleeveless top and underwear. Cheon Jaerim went down in order from my shoulders to elbows to thighs. Then he placed his hands on both nipples and pressed hard with his thumbs. Blood rushed to the nipples under the thin sleeveless top and they hardened. It seemed like that shape would rise up penetrating the clothes. I bit my lip hard and twisted my waist hard to escape from the hands molesting me.

“Are you embarrassed?”

“Ugh, hah…”

“Your nipples are standing up hard.”

Cheon Jaerim sat lightly on my pelvis and started moving his body back and forth. I could clearly feel the texture of the rough jeans over my thin underwear. I raised my bound wrists. Then I brought them down hard on Cheon Jaerim’s face as if to provoke someone. Cheon Jaerim, hit by my elbow, swept his gums in a circle with his tongue. I witnessed the protruding cheek area turning red. With Cheon Jaerim in front of me, I hurriedly moved my feet. I half-rose with my knees but my feet got tangled and I fell forward. After barely managing to turn my body toward the edge of the bed, when I tried to step down, my head was pulled back. My scalp was pulled raw. With my arms gathered in one place, it was difficult to maintain balance. Cheon Jaerim suddenly appeared over me as I was laid flat on my back.

“Crazy bastard, huk!”

Before I could completely spit out the curse, pain came to my ear. It wasn’t that my ear was hit. I was slapped on the cheek with a firm hand. A long, piercing tinnitus went ‘beep—’ like when auditory cells die. My vision spun. I couldn’t come to my senses for a very brief moment. I was confused whether what just struck me was a human palm or a thick encyclopedia. Without even thinking to cradle my cheek where tingling pain was rising, I opened my mouth like an idiot. The pain that wouldn’t easily subside was tremendous.

“Ah… why do you make me hit you?”

Cheon Jaerim muttered regretfully as if his action was a result caused by me. Saying ‘I’m sorry so I’ll loosen your hands a bit,’ he fumbled to untie the shirt hem binding my wrists. Then he covered them with the black wig mesh that had been above my head until just before. The thin, weak wig mesh that stretched to fit my head easily came down to my wrists. Cheon Jaerim played with me freely like playing with dolls. A black hair tie he found somewhere was wound round and round over my wrists. My hands covered in the wig mesh looked like legs wearing fishnet stockings.

I watched my hands being strung up while feeling the pain gradually fading. It was loose enough to slip off easily with just a little force on my wrists, and loose enough to pass through easily. The wig mesh was also material I could sufficiently tear in this state. But Cheon Jaerim deliberately restrained my wrists with this degree of thing. After finishing, Cheon Jaerim whispered gently. It was a kind and gentle voice like receiving ARS guidance service.

“If your hands slip out, I’ll hit you again.”

I was no different from a fish caught in a net.

“How nice that you’ve become obedient.”

“……”

“What’s this? Your lips are split.”

“……”

“Are you making that expression because you’re sorry for hitting me?”

It’s okay though. Cheon Jaerim touched his struck cheek and overlapped our bodies. I couldn’t push away Cheon Jaerim as he approached.

“Acting frivolous and smiling in front of other bastards… *slurp*, if you always have a stiff face and *slurp* keep quiet, they’ll think you’re scary. I’m not scared of anything. I wish I had something to be scared of. The world only goes my way so it’s not fun. *Slurp*, but really, even if you had breasts it wouldn’t have been incongruous.”

Finishing his words, he raised his upper body and fumbled with my ribs and sunken waist. I covered my face with my hands wrapped in the black pouch. When Cheon Jaerim touched my underwear, I hurriedly covered it with my hand. The moment my lower body became naked, I was embarrassed by my worn-out underwear. But my insignificant hands were as good as nothing. The underwear that slipped down struggled near my ankles. Cheon Jaerim reached his hand toward my limp cock.

“Ugh, ngh…”

“How many times a week do you masturbate?”

“G-get off, nghh, ugh, ah…”

“Whether animals or humans, it’s really amazing how they come to their senses after being hit. It was like that when I did horseback riding before too.”

“Hngh, ugh, d-don’t… please, aah!”

“I even choose the best genetics to ride, but the horse wouldn’t listen at all. So I was a bit harsh. Then later, when the horse saw only me, it wagged its tail like a dog. Amazing, right? Are you listening to me?”

“Ngh, ugh, hahngh…!”

Closer to my ears than Cheon Jaerim’s words, I could hear my own breathing. I withered sickly like a flower dying in Cheon Jaerim’s hand. This was my first time having another person’s hand induce ejaculation in me. I panted like a person lacking oxygen before this first ordeal.

“Should I do it for you too… oh, your hands are tied.”

Cheon Jaerim tapped my hands as if to remind me. Even at this moment, the thought of wanting to run away intensely dominated my mind. But after running away? Even if I was lucky enough to leave this room, it was uncertain whether I could safely reach the front door. Even if I somehow escaped the apartment naked, I absolutely didn’t have the courage to go into the police station saying I was almost raped by a man. If what I did was revealed in detail… shabby me could end up in a situation with no way out.

“What’s this?”

Every time the flesh of my cock was pushed back and came down, it felt like being put in and taken out of a hot pit of fire. Cheon Jaerim observed my heated cock and spoke as if having an epiphany.

“Hah, ugh, nngh…”

“You haven’t even been circumcised.”

“Ahh… hah.”

There’s no law that says you must be circumcised. When I was young, there was no adult to grab my hand and take me to get surgery. It was just a matter of paying more attention to cleanliness. I realized I was different from others during sex education class when I saw an illustration of walking while clutching the crotch with a paper cup inserted. Or I learned there was a difference when urinating side by side with other children at school.

Cheon Jaerim stared intently at that place. He made me uncomfortable by watching the process of the skin being rolled back and unfolded. When Cheon Jaerim persistently rubbed around the urethra with his fingertips, I had to breathe even more roughly.

“Haa, haa…”

Without me knowing, the semen that burst out splattered onto Cheon Jaerim’s hand. Cheon Jaerim thrust forward the whitish stuff tangled like a spider web between his fingers so I could see it. I turned my head and propped my body up with my elbow.

“Where are you going? We’re just getting started.”

What I’d discharged from one hole was being applied to another hole. Every time the lukewarm mucus was applied, the hole flinched.

“You’re eager.”

That’s what Cheon Jaerim muttered while looking at my flinching hole. At the strange feeling, my knees raised upward kept trembling.

Smack—!

A Smooth Life

A Smooth Life

Status: Completed Author: Released: 2 Free Chapter Every Tuesday
'I just want to live smoothly.' Kim Sunjo, 26 years old. Having grown up in an orphanage without ever knowing his parents, Sunjo's life has been anything but smooth, making a mockery of his name. Every single day of the year spent struggling with living expenses and tuition. No matter how much money he earns, his pockets remain empty. Then one day, Sunjo gets introduced to a "profitable" tutoring gig by a junior he'd become friendly with by chance. Two hundred a month. The compensation he could earn by teaching one problem child while cross-dressing. An unfamiliar long-haired wig, fake breasts he'd created—none of it mattered in the face of reality. 'There's nothing I won't do for money. I'll do anything except selling my body.' And so he first met that bastard in a luxurious apartment. Cheon Jaerim, 22 years old. An atmosphere far more mature than his age, with a strangely innocent yet mischievous attitude. Even though the first impression was the worst, Sunjo discovers a pitiable peer in Jaerim, who "used to" swim. "How well did you do in school, noona?" "I studied really hard. What about you?" "I did swimming." "Swimming?" "But someone threw a bowling ball at my shoulder. My bones shattered into pieces, and I was banned from all sports until they healed. Honestly, even with rehabilitation, I couldn't get back to my previous speed..." The moment his heart softened at that dejected face, letting down his guard just a little— Cheon Jaerim slipped through that crack in the wall and began destroying Kim Sunjo's life piece by piece. "You said you wanted to live comfortably, hyung. I'll make that happen for you." Before he knew it, his clumsy cross-dressing had been stripped away, leaving him bare and exposed. Sunjo realizes that Jaerim had never been fooled from the start. He'd gotten caught by the wrong person. By the time he thought that, he was already trapped inside the cage.

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