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A Smooth Life 2-5

My insides were burning up. A mechanical pencil rolling around on the desk caught my eye. Should I stab the back of his hand with that pencil? But I didn’t have the courage to handle what would come after. He might demand a tremendous settlement amount. That would adversely affect my life in a different way.

After finishing that thought, I realized that what I could do converged almost to nothing. The wavering heart was all futile. If I just close my eyes tight and endure this moment, two million won will come into my hands. One hour and forty minutes remained. The second time won’t be as painful as the first. What made me undertake even these things? The image of myself desperately surviving for 19 years came to mind. This time, compared to the days ahead, will be an unforgettable memory, but it will be nothing more than a simple hardship.

“Today… today is really the last time.”

I threw out a warning that wasn’t even like a warning.

Cheon Jaerim turned my head with his fingertips. Cheon Jaerim’s red lips approached. As if it wasn’t a lie that he’d only exercised in water, Cheon Jaerim’s skin was exceptionally white. His white face filled my vision, and he bit my lower lip viciously. Cheon Jaerim rolled my lips into his mouth like licking a hard candy. It felt like it wasn’t part of my body. I stayed still like a person stripped of will. Cheon Jaerim’s hand went into my pants. Click, and the button was lightly undone. The turtleneck I’d worn was about to go over my shoulders. Cheon Jaerim looked with satisfaction at me who’d worn only a turtleneck under my outerwear. After Cheon Jaerim pulled the underwear to one side, he tapped my cock.

“Ugh…”

“Hyung has pink nipples, and this is pink too. You’ve never used this, right?”

My cock was on the verge of being crushed in Cheon Jaerim’s large hand.

“The color is light, and there’s not much hair either.”

“……”

“Like pink pastel.”

Cheon Jaerim kneaded my cock and blushed like a new bride. His reddening glowing cheeks sparkled as if polished. I didn’t want to know whether the identity of the color tinting his face was excitement or anticipation. My nipple was sucked into his mouth. When stimulation came from above and below, my body moved backward. I quickly wrapped my arms behind Cheon Jaerim’s shoulders. The guy’s hair, making slurping sounds as he sucked, swayed near my chin. When I tilted my head back at the ticklishness, Cheon Jaerim grabbed my waist more firmly. Because of the guy scraping the bumpy part of my nipple with his front teeth, moaning sounds burst from my mouth. My dry chest became soaked with saliva. I dug my nails into Cheon Jaerim’s shoulder. My nails ate into Cheon Jaerim’s flesh.

When Cheon Jaerim removed his lips, a transparent, thin thread formed. I turned my head to the opposite side and quickly wiped the soaked nipple area.

“I hope the nipple gets pigmented from being constantly sucked.”

“What?”

“Look down.”

Cheon Jaerim laughed and pointed at my cock. It was awkwardly maintaining its position, half-risen. My pants went down smoothly to my ankles. Cheon Jaerim also kicked off the underwear that had gone down to my knees with his foot. As soon as I sat properly over his knees, both legs spread wide to the sides. Cheon Jaerim made the soles of my feet touch the edge of the desk. Then he spat on his fingers. The finger with slippery saliva entered between my legs and started to pry open and penetrate the closed hole.

“Nngh! Ugh, it hurts…”

“It’s okay. It’ll stretch soon.”

Every time Cheon Jaerim spoke, warmth came to my ears. His warm voice wrapped around my ear and entered. It felt like fluttering in the wind. The posture was uncomfortable for leaning on Cheon Jaerim. The edge of the desk pressed into the center of my soles. When I put strength in my feet not to be pushed, my knees tingled. Cheon Jaerim lifted my thigh again and put my calf on top of the desk. When my calf met the cold glass, a chill ran through my body. Cheon Jaerim rubbed the inside of my thigh like someone kindling a fire.

“Try bending over.”

I lowered my legs and stood up from my seat. I bent my back and pressed my body against the desk. The cold glass touched my chest. Four fingers were already inside my hole. The hole where saliva had flown was stiff. Cheon Jaerim tore open a condom and put it on his cock. The glans rubbed against the hole. I could feel the slippery gel on the outside. Cheon Jaerim gently pressed down my waist that was stiffened upward.

“Ugh, ngh…”

“Phew…”

The guy who pressed his chest against my back embraced me as if covering my body. When my cheek was pressed against the desk, one eye was pushed up by the flesh. Every time Cheon Jaerim pulled back and pushed in his waist, I could feel the gel on the condom being applied to the inner walls. The more the movement grew, it seemed like a squelching sound would come from my chest stuck to the glass. I was stuck that closely to the desk. Cheon Jaerim pulled up the turtleneck that was in the way near my shoulders. The turtleneck caught at the crown of my head was thrown onto the desk. The hair that had escaped due to static electricity settled down calmly again. I heard rough breathing from behind. Every time I said a word, he asked back and pounded away with thuds.

“Ah, ah, deep, too deep! It hurts…”

“Deep? Where does it reach?”

“I-I don’t know! Ah! Ah! My stomach! Ngh!”

Every time force came from behind, my knees bent forward. Cheon Jaerim grabbed my pelvis hard and started driving in hard enough to make thudding sounds. My pelvis hurt from hitting the desk.

“Spread properly.”

“Ngh, ah, gently, ugh, hngh, ah!”

Because the desk was located against the wall, there was nothing to hold onto and endure. Like a drowning person, I flailed wildly on the desk with both arms. I grabbed every object I could grab. As a result, things like small drawer units and net baskets were scattered.

“Ah, nngh! Haah, s-stop, ngh, ahng!”

“Hyung feels good too, right?”

Cheon Jaerim started thrusting from behind with his knees slightly bent. While poking the hole from below, every time he pounded in, my legs kept losing strength. The only place I could endure was the desk tightly stuck to my upper body. Even that swayed here and there if I didn’t put strength in my fingers every time my body bounced. The guy who had been pounding madly while holding both sides of my pelvis suddenly embraced me from behind and plopped down on the chair.

“Aah, ahh!”

“Why is the inside so hot and warm?”

“Ahng, ahng! Ah! Hng, ugh, ugh!”

When the center of gravity shifted downward, the cock like a fiery club that had been stirring my insides thrust in even deeper. The soles of my feet floated in the air and both thighs were caught in Cheon Jaerim’s palms. Only my buttocks safely rode on top of him. When there was no place to put my feet, strength filled my lower abdomen. The inner walls tightened enough to feel the veins of the cock inside the hole.

“Ahh, hah, ngh, ah…”

“Ah, ah, it’s good, I think I’ll go crazy.”

Every time Cheon Jaerim thrust upward from below, the glans came in thrusting as if surging upward. At the strange feeling, when I looked down at my body, semen was pooled near my navel. I’d discharged it without knowing. I hastily covered near my navel with my hand so Cheon Jaerim wouldn’t see. But Cheon Jaerim had already noticed. The guy who sucked in a handful of my nape kept thrusting his waist up in small movements. My calves shook lightly and quickly.

“You’re dying from how good it feels?”

“Hahng, ah, nngh, ahng, ugh!”

The more his cock gouged in, the more my body rose up and descended quickly.

I who had gone down under the desk knelt between Cheon Jaerim’s legs. Looking at the thing that had been going in and out of my rear until just now, I felt dismal.

“What are you doing, suck it.”

At Cheon Jaerim’s urging, I opened my mouth. Before even passing the glans, my mouth was blocked. The foreign sensation filling my mouth was tremendous. I wanted to spit it out with all my strength like spitting out phlegm.

Ugh, ngh, gag. Despite having ejaculated, his cock was growing vigorously. If I brought my head close toward the groin, the tip of the glans seemed like it would touch my uvula. When I looked up hesitantly, Cheon Jaerim was looking down at me with lowered eyes. My upturned eyes quickly became dry.

Unable to watch me staying still, Cheon Jaerim stroked my head while moving his waist gently. His cock poked here and there at my cheeks. Each time, the mucous membrane in my mouth was crushed and one cheek rose roundly. Cheon Jaerim caressed the swelling cheek as if I had a large hard candy in my mouth.

“Ugh, gag, ngh, nngh.”

“Try swallowing to the root.”

Every time I moved my head, a bizarre sound of being blocked and unblocked came out. I absolutely didn’t have the confidence to put that length into my throat. If I put it in, I would definitely retch all day.

“Nngh!”

Cheon Jaerim grabbed my head and pulled me toward him. To survive, I grabbed onto Cheon Jaerim’s thighs. And before being pulled further, I instinctively grabbed the remaining root with both hands. If I really immersed it to the end, some corner of my airway or esophagus seemed like it would lose its function. With a desire to finish quickly, I shook my head hard while holding the hideous thing that wasn’t easy to grasp even with both hands.

“You’re really trying.”

But Cheon Jaerim always saw through me. He gathered the wrists holding his cock and held them with one hand. Then with the other hand, he pressed down my head. Urk! The remaining part all entered my mouth. Flesh was stuffing into my mouth. The wrists caught by my head ached. I was in agony like someone being tortured. Coughing sounds came out, and saliva drooled below my mouth. Heat came to my eyes and tears rose.

“You have to breathe through your nose.”

I must have forgotten how to breathe through my nose. It didn’t take long for tears to pool and flow. As if sobbing, I received the weapon while going gag, gag. When Cheon Jaerim gently lifted my chin, his cock slipped out slightly. I gasped hastily. My eyes were heavy as if water droplets had formed on my eyelashes. Cheon Jaerim held his cock and shook it making tapping sounds near my mouth and chin. Every time the hard, thick cock hit my face, that part was hot as if burned. I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Should I save your current appearance as a photo?”

At the word ‘click,’ I opened my eyes with a start. Cheon Jaerim sat on the chair making a square frame with his thumb and index finger and containing me inside it. I hastily looked around, wondering if he’d really taken a photo of this appearance. Both our phones were rolling somewhere on the desk.

I turned my eyes in the direction Cheon Jaerim was looking at together. My back went cold. Cheon Jaerim was looking at the home of his toys. I was confused whether he was simply staring blankly, or checking something hidden there. I stood up from my seat with my whole body flushed red.

Robot? Car? Airplane? Helicopter? To me, all those toys looked like camera lenses. That bastard deceived me and installed a hidden camera in the corner of the room. Otherwise, there’s no reason to look only at that place. I approached that way. When I saw my face reflected in the glass case, I noticed that Cheon Jaerim’s semen was on my face. I carelessly rubbed and wiped it with the back of my hand.

“Open this… quickly…”

“Wipe your face.”

A soft handkerchief moved gently over my face. I avoided that touch and made eye contact with a robot glowing with blue eyes.

“What should we study next time?”

To escape from the things strangling me, I willingly crawled into another noose.

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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