Does K really see the image of his son in Min?
He’s started doing incomprehensible things lately. He even sometimes affectionately calls Min ‘son.’
J has never once seen K’s child. I had been forgetting for so very long that this man more cold-blooded than a beast, this mysterious man whose age cannot be gauged, could be the kind of being who could spread his seed like ordinary, normal men.
K’s child.
No matter how much I try to recall, I absolutely can’t imagine it. No, I don’t even want to imagine it. If he inherited K’s blood as is, he too would be a monster that should never have been born into this world.
Is that why?
Is he seeing his lost son in Min?
Is that why he’s showing this obsession so unlike him?
Even if he likes seeing blood, the methods he’s used on the hostages he’s captured until now haven’t greatly exceeded the level of violence. He’s never tormented them by piercing their bodies like this.
J had a premonition that K’s terrible possessiveness would destroy everything about the pitiful boy. For the first time since starting this strange cohabitation, he got goosebumps at K’s cruelty.
“When the wound above heals.”
K put the bloody tool that had pierced the boy’s nipple on his tongue and licked it.
“I’ll attach one to this cute dick too.”
J raised an unknown dark gaze and looked at K.
“Let’s carve our names on his butt.”
“……”
“So our cat can’t run far away.”
J tightly grabs the boy’s soft buttock flesh. The more he kneaded it with force, the more lovable the elastic flesh looked as it rose between his fingers. He tormented the boy’s small, luscious buttocks several times until his palm print was engraved. He caressed the pure white buttock with a black tattoo on the lower left several times, then bit it. He thoroughly soaked the boy’s buttocks with saliva like someone possessed. In the spot he bit and sucked, new marks already rose red like peach blossoms.
J took the tattooed area with his and K’s initials fully into his mouth and sucked—slurp slurp. The boy’s shoulders flinched only once briefly, and after that there was no movement at all. He slowly climbed up along the boy’s body. When he spread the already moistened cave hole, the traces of last night’s terrible violation were clearly embedded. The inside of the hole, destined to swallow the men’s things every single day, was raw and red.
J stuck out his tongue long and licked inside the boy’s hole thoroughly.
“Ah… aheu…… ahahaang……”
When he stuck out his tongue pointedly and secretly invaded inside the small hole, he detected life finally returning to the body that had had no reaction like a corpse, perhaps having felt it.
He covets the boy’s hole greedily like someone licking delicious whipped cream. He put his head between the boy’s thighs and firmly fixed the writhing lower body, pushing his face deeper and deeper inside. The deeper I push in, the more I feel the boy’s unique body scent becoming thicker, and I’m seized by an ecstatic feeling as if I’ll go into heat again.
“Uuhuung… st, stop……”
The first words the boy uttered were heard so weakly it was laughable. J, who had been sucking the boy’s hole like someone possessed, soon pulled his lower body toward himself, then turned him over and laid him down. Before the boy who was dragged over in confusion could come to his senses, J immediately thrust in his cock. The body flattened like a frog swallows the man’s violent cock flexibly with only the legs spread wide.
“Uh… hau…ha……ah…… ahaaa……”
Saliva surges from the boy’s open lips. Sparks fly from both eyes and goosebumps rise all over his tender skin.
Concise and heavy.
Sex for the sole purpose of resolving this heat.
J begins leisurely taking the boy’s body while thinking only of that. He closes his eyes and briefly entrusts his body to this wave of insane pleasure, disregarding the boy’s pain. I think the boy’s small, wet hole is like a demon. This crazy thing, where else in the world exists such a thing. When it occurred to him that if he hadn’t discovered this thing at the convenience store, this thing might have become some other bastard’s possession, his ferocity reached its peak. Aheuheuk, in sync with the death throes, the incomparably brutal thrusting gradually increased in speed.
“Ut… uuhut, ut, heung! Ahuung!”
Grabbing the face drenched in sweat that shook its head while gritting teeth, he snatched the boy’s small tongue as if tearing it off.
“Uuup……!”
A beastly, messy feast where tongue and tongue mix.
J grabbed it so violently that the boy’s tongue might tear off and crushed and chewed it until blood flowed.
When he pulled his mouth away, the boy’s lips were a mess, matted with blood.
***
PM 7:25
“……moni.”
J pressed his ear close to the lips of the boy uttering thin sounds as if burning with fever.
“Grandmo…ther……”
“……”
The boy, who had been looking up at him briefly with empty pupils like a dying terminal patient, said.
“I… miss… Grandmo…ther……”
“……”
“I have… a favor, hyung.”
He wordlessly looks at the boy’s pitiful face.
“Since… I’m gone… Grandmo…ther will… worry a lot. Just… say I’m staying… at a friend’s… house. Please… I’m begging you. That way… she won’t… report……”
The panting small lips had recently become noticeably dry and white. It must be because he can’t eat properly. K didn’t particularly like fat men. But he didn’t like thin types either. The body he liked, if compared to women, was a firm and soft body type. With the theory that feeding them unnecessarily too much would only stockpile strength and eventually make them run away, he raised the boy by throwing only minimal food like that.
Perhaps because of that, Min grew weaker day by day. K, who had no intention of embracing his skinny body, only recently grasped the seriousness of the situation and increased the amount of food compared to before. But the boy couldn’t eat well. It was natural. If his appetite ran wild in a situation like this, that would be someone who wasn’t in their right mind.
“You don’t need to worry about that old lady.”
K responded with a nonchalant tone as if hearing all kinds of nonsense.
“Even though I spouted the absurd bullshit that I’m your grandson’s guardian, she didn’t suspect a thing. She seemed to have some dementia symptoms.”
“……”
“Well… isn’t that what the lives of low-class people are all about? Just slip them a few bucks and they’re happy and grinning. Whether their grandson bastard is caught by suspicious guys and reduced to having his ass fucked, it all ends with just slipping them a few bucks.”
The story that K had met the boy’s grandmother was honestly unexpected. J looked at K for a long time with disbelieving eyes.
“It actually worked out well. I can remove troublesome things.”
“……”
“If she reports a missing person to the police, it would be annoying on this end. Though even if she did, it’s not like those incompetent pig bastards could do anything about it.”
K laughed showing his teeth like a beast—hihik. Only his lips spread, but his eyes don’t actually smile. K with beast-like flashing eyes was sometimes a grotesque existence even to J.
I also owe K a kind of debt.
I, bound in a debt relationship tied by money, can’t refute those words.
“If he runs away……”
At J’s words, cold-blooded K’s gaze twists coldly.
“Nonsense.”
“……”
“Learned Helplessness. Ever heard of it?”
K at times like this seems like a different person.
He often spouted incomprehensible words like this. J wordlessly faces his sinister gaze whose intentions are impossible to grasp.
“It’s used in a similar context to battered person syndrome. Martin Seligman. I’m disgusted by Westerners, but the experiment this fellow did was quite interesting. After confining baby mice in a cage small as tits and applying continuous electric shocks, after several days he reset them to an environment where escape was sufficiently possible. But do you know what happened? Not a single baby mouse even thought about escaping. Do you think this is merely a problem with the mice’s brains?”
He who had been flicking off cigarette ash laughs once more—hihik.
“Women exposed to violent husbands for a long time show similar patterns. No matter how much opportunity you give them to escape, they can’t escape on their own. They don’t think about avoiding that vicious cycle. That’s learned helplessness. The longer violence and humiliation continue, whether human or beast, they choose helplessness instead of burning with the will to live. A kind of resignation state.”
“……”
“That bastard will be the same.”
K’s eyes flash strangely. J felt eeriness from his eyes for the first time in a while.
“Because I’m going to make him that way.”
