It was different from seeing the wet t-shirt. Jae-min looked at the breast milk on his hand with unfamiliar eyes, then pressed his thumb and index finger together and rubbed.
“It’s definitely like that. This should go well today.”
“G-go well, you say…”
“Yes, the milk that’s built up! Let’s squeeze it all out.”
It was definitely softer than when he’d first touched it. Moreover, it seemed to have swollen much larger.
‘We couldn’t squeeze it last time, so is there more milk than then?’
Jae-min, who shrugged his shoulders, turned around. While rummaging through treatment tools on the side, Hyun-woong let out a heavy sigh behind him.
“Will I have to come for this treatment for the rest of my life, sir?”
At the cautious voice, when he turned around, Hyun-woong was tightly gripping the blanket. Kang Hyun-woong completely shrunken and speaking politely—it was completely different from him at school, so he still couldn’t get used to it. Jae-min stared at the lying Hyun-woong with fascination.
“No, I was originally fine… I don’t know why it became like this.”
Though it wasn’t a sobbing voice, his voice felt full of distress. When he thought that if someone pressed him in this situation he’d probably burst into tears right away, Jae-min rather felt like laughter would burst out. Because he couldn’t imagine him crying loudly like a little child at all.
“Don’t worry too much. A cure will be developed soon.”
‘Though I don’t know if somewhere they’re really seriously researching this disease.’
He knew nothing at all about medical affairs, and actually had no interest either. Jae-min put on a gentle tone and slyly raised his arm. Then he gently touched his pinkly swollen nipples.
“Until then, leave it in my hands.”
Hyun-woong nodded while biting his lips. While observing his tense appearance, Jae-min leisurely began the chest massage.
He put on latex gloves and squeezed massage oil onto his palms. After warming his hands by rubbing them so the oil wouldn’t be cold, he placed them on the skin.
The massage that started around the collarbone slowly and gently went down. At first, without pressing hard, he caressed as if lightly brushing. After going down to below the chest like that, he pushed his hands back up.
He held each large breast with both hands as if supporting them and stretched them upward, then moved his hands to the side. This time, from the sides and armpits, he gathered the breasts toward the center.
“I have to do it like this so everything that’s clenched inside can be released and all come out. Does it hurt?”
“…I’m okay.”
Unlike last time when he hurt even when hands just lightly touched, now he was receiving the massage quite stoically, but since it wasn’t that it didn’t hurt at all, Hyun-woong occasionally clenched his molars tightly.
Jae-min, who was touching his chest like kneading dough, suddenly stared at Hyun-woong’s nipples that were only half sticking out. When he slyly extended his thumb to lightly touch the nipple, Hyun-woong visibly trembled his waist.
“They need to come out more.”
“Are you going to do the same treatment as last time?”
When he casually tossed it out, Hyun-woong asked in shock. If it was the same treatment as last time, Hyun-woong thought it was warm jelly, but it actually referred to when Jae-min had directly licked him with his tongue.
Though Hyun-woong’s reaction at that time was interesting, now to lick a man’s nipples that would really produce something felt reluctant. Moreover, unlike then when the nipples had been completely deeply buried, today they were half-erect.
“I don’t think we need to go that far. I’ll touch them more.”
Jae-min, as he’d learned when receiving massage training, placed his index finger on the nipple and rolled it round and round.
“Ugh…!”
“Oh, it came out right away.”
When he lightly tormented the grain-like thing that stood out pinkly, it completely popped out faster than expected. There was even white liquid with a faint yellow tinge smeared on his fingertip again. Jae-min stepped back and looked down with cool eyes at Hyun-woong letting out ragged breaths.
‘Not living up to his size, coming all the way here begging for help with his milk-filled chest. What a sight.’
Jae-min, clicking his tongue inwardly, stretched out his arm. Now it was really time to use the machine for pumping.
Jae-min looked to the side with narrowed brows. The first day he came to the clinic, the sight of a man having his milk extracted with a breast pump like a giant cupping glass attached was still vivid enough to be shocking.
“I think you can move to the next stage now.”
“Y-yes. Thank you…”
Most patients don’t know what the machine that will attach to their chest looks like. It was because of the director’s consideration for their shame that they received treatment with their eyes covered.
Hyun-woong probably didn’t know what the breast pump looked like either, but seeing him obediently spitting out words of thanks thinking he’d escape from his current predicament gave a strange feeling.
‘Even his girlfriend’s ex-boyfriend is treating him. He’d go crazy if he knew the truth.’
Jae-min, who picked up the funnel-shaped glass tube, took a step toward Hyun-woong.
‘What would really happen if he found out my identity? Would he try to kill me?’
While repeating questions he couldn’t say out loud inwardly, Jae-min lowered his arm. He had to attach the funnel glass tube to the chest first, then connect the suction hose after.
“I’ll attach the breast pump.”
He had to gather the patient’s pectorals with maximum force before attaching the glass tube, but actually his chest was swollen so roundly that it didn’t seem necessary to gather it separately. But since he had to follow the guidelines, it was when Jae-min wrapped his hand around Hyun-woong’s left chest.
Hyun-woong, who had been lying properly, suddenly moved his legs. Jae-min’s gaze naturally went downward. Though the blanket had definitely been covering well before starting the massage earlier, whether Hyun-woong had kicked it off in the middle, it was almost about to fall off, caught on his ankles.
But there was something that caught his gaze more than the blanket. Jae-min scanned Hyun-woong’s crotch with narrowed eyes.
‘No way… is this bastard hard?’
Hyun-woong was dressed in training clothes today too. He kept his thighs that looked obviously thick stuck tightly together, but the center was somewhat suspicious. Though not completely erect, his crotch looked bulging.
He wasn’t sure. Jae-min stood frowning, then realizing he’d been stopped for quite a while, hurriedly properly attached the breast pump to Hyun-woong’s chest.
He connected the hose and turned on the switch so the machine could suck Hyun-woong’s milk. Then, inside the glass tube, Hyun-woong’s chest moved as if rising in a pointed shape. Especially the shape of the nipple went up and down as if someone was squeezing it out.
“Ugh… ugh…”
He could see milky liquid shooting out from the nipple in spurts. Whether it hurt because it was his first time, Hyun-woong couldn’t hold back his moans and let them out little by little.
Jae-min held his breath and stared at the glass tube gradually turning white and cloudy with milk, then slyly turned his eyes again. Looking again at his crotch that had bulged earlier, it was flat. Jae-min blinked.
‘Was I mistaken? Or… did it die again because it hurt?’
It was when he was carefully considering whether or not there was an erection. The curtain behind Jae-min opened. He, startled, turned around to see clinic director Yong-seok standing there.
“Come out when you’re done with the treatment.”
At the whispered words, Jae-min finally moved his steps. After leaving the treatment room, before completely leaving, Jae-min, who grabbed the curtain, scanned the lying Hyun-woong once more.
“Ngh, ngh…”
He stared at the large, dark man with glass tubes on both breasts having his milk sucked out while occasionally flinching his lower back. Though he wanted to watch until it was all sucked out, thinking he might get caught if he loitered for no reason, he quickly closed the curtain.
Sitting in the lounge chair in the staff changing room and waiting about 15 minutes, a call came again. It was contact saying pumping was complete so to finish the treatment. Jae-min headed back to where Hyun-woong was.
Hyun-woong was lying with the breast pump that no longer operated attached to his chest. Even though it was just lying still, whether it was difficult experiencing the situation for the first time, he looked completely exhausted. His chest heaved with ragged breathing.
“Haah…”
“I’ll remove the machine.”
Jae-min put on latex gloves and carefully removed the glass tubes. Then with a whoosh sound, air seeped in and the chest that had been swelling roundly settled back down. The breast milk that had been beaded roundly at the nipple tips flowed down in streams.
“I’ll wipe you now.”
Jae-min, who set down the breast pump machine to the side, took out an alcohol swab and began wiping around his nipples. Though the nipples had originally been close to pink, whether from being sucked by the machine, the color had deepened. Moreover, they looked more swollen than before.
“Hss, ugh.”
Whether it stung, Hyun-woong flinched every time his nipples were lightly touched. At that reaction, his throat strangely tightened. As if thirst had come.
