“Kkeueuk……”
At the feeling of his throat being completely blocked, Hwi-gyeom ended up gripping Kang Seo-jin’s thigh harder. Wrinkles formed over the smooth suit.
A cool gaze dropped onto his fingertips with a thud. Hwi-gyeom, his face full of fear, laboriously released the strength from his hand. His tear-stained eyes looked up at the man whose cock was in his mouth.
Hair neatly swept back, cold eyes without double eyelids, someone born with an inherently oppressive atmosphere. The man who suited an arrogant, expressionless face better than anyone in the world was PL International’s headquarters director, Kang Seo-jin.
He was handsome enough that anyone would admire him, but unfortunately, he had a very bad personality.
“For someone who sells his body, why are you still so bad at sucking cock? What exactly have you learned all this time?”
At the harsh words, the tears pooling in Hwi-gyeom’s eyes drew lines down his gaunt cheeks. A thick gaze clung long to his tearful face.
Seo-jin’s eyes flashed like a beast targeting prey in the bushes. Then his large hand, like a bird snatching prey, pressed down hard on the back of Hwi-gyeom’s head.
“Uggeup……”
Hwi-gyeom’s throat became lumpy and distorted. Unable to breathe properly, his small face flushed red as if he had a fever.
Even though Hwi-gyeom was struggling to the point his pupils shook precariously, Seo-jin was relentless. He grabbed the head that fit in one hand and shook it roughly as he pleased.
The thick flesh indiscriminately stirred up Hwi-gyeom’s tongue, palate, teeth, and the inside of his throat. As his jaw opened wide enough to feel like it would dislocate, Hwi-gyeom made groaning sounds.
A sharp pain arose at the corner of his mouth. His lips split open too, adding the taste of blood to the salty taste of pre-cum.
Momentarily, the strength left his jaw that had been held open. The instant his teeth scraped the surface, Seo-jin lightly slapped Hwi-gyeom’s cheek. From his perspective, it was really just a light tap with no force, but it made a loud smacking sound.
“Don’t use your teeth.”
Hwi-gyeom’s closed eyelashes were soaked with tears. Though he looked pitiful enough to feel compassion for, Seo-jin felt insatiable lust instead.
“Suck properly. Like this, open your throat wide and swallow.”
Seo-jin gripped Hwi-gyeom’s head with both hands. He pulled his head forcefully between his thighs as if Hwi-gyeom were an adult toy.
Hwi-gyeom’s nose was buried in the rough pubic hair. Pueok, peuk, the sounds continued endlessly.
Hwi-gyeom, who had been sitting between Seo-jin’s legs kneeling on both knees, clutched at the car seat instead of Seo-jin’s pants. Bbadeudeuk. The leather slipped over his sweaty palms.
“Swallow.”
In his dazed state, Hwi-gyeom did as Seo-jin commanded. As he tightened his throat and swallowed saliva, Seo-jin let out a satisfied breath. Then he grabbed Hwi-gyeom’s hair and pulled him off.
“Kkeuk, kkolrok, kkolrok……”
As Hwi-gyeom clutched his throat and coughed frantically, the flesh covered in bodily fluids rubbed against his face. Shortly after, white semen spurted from the tip of the penis.
Hwi-gyeom closed one eye. The semen that flowed down from his forehead stuck to his eyelids and eyelashes. Some of it dirtied his lips as well.
“Jeong Hwi-gyeom, you need to open your mouth.”
The slick glans invaded between his tightly closed lips. Hwi-gyeom opened his mouth and sucked up the semen still trickling out.
Though he felt nauseous at the distinctive taste of semen, having done this several times before, he quickly became okay with it. More than anything, the area between his legs was uncomfortable. The unrelieved heat raged inside his stomach.
“Still, you’re better than before. Now you know how to get hard while sucking cock.”
“Heuuk, ah, Director-nim……”
Seo-jin mercilessly trampled on Hwi-gyeom’s swollen groin with his shoe. Hwi-gyeom looked up at Seo-jin with a pleading face.
Seo-jin, with his eyes narrowed, checked his wristwatch. Tsk. Clicking his tongue, he took out a handkerchief from inside his jacket and wiped himself. Throwing the dirtied handkerchief at Hwi-gyeom’s face, he pushed him away with his foot.
“Time’s up. Clear your entire Monday evening schedule next week. I’ll send my secretary to your officetel.”
“……Yes.”
Hwi-gyeom answered while rubbing his eyes with his palm. At the voice thick with resignation, Seo-jin wiggled one eyebrow as if displeased.
Just then, there was a knock-knock sound from the car window. Seo-jin took out several checks from his money clip and stuffed them inside Hwi-gyeom’s t-shirt.
Only after scanning the face contorting miserably with shame did he open the car door. Seo-jin’s secretary, who had been waiting outside, hesitated upon discovering the disheveled Hwi-gyeom.
The still-lingering thick scent of semen should have been disgusting, but looking at the pitiful Hwi-gyeom made his lust naturally stir.
Despite being a man with the same equipment, Hwi-gyeom had aspects that stimulated human instinct. It wasn’t just his gorgeous appearance that made even female celebrities look like faded oil paintings.
His slightly drooping eye corners and moist eyes that seemed to hold tears drew out the sadism hidden deep in one’s heart. Strangely, it made one salivate. He unconsciously moved his Adam’s apple, not noticing that Seo-jin’s eyes were turning cold.
“Secretary Seong.”
Seo-jin closed the door with a thud. At the chilling voice, Secretary Seong’s shoulders flinched. When he raised his head, he saw Seo-jin’s face, expressionless as if covered in thin ice.
“I apologize, Director-nim.”
Cold sweat ran down Secretary Seong’s lower back. Three years serving Seo-jin by his side. Recalling how his predecessor had been fired, his fingertips grew cold.
“I’d appreciate it if you didn’t eye my toy from now on. That is, if you want to keep your position.”
“……Yes. I’ll keep that in mind.”
Though he briefly felt pity for Hwi-gyeom, who had been called a toy, Secretary Seong quickly composed his expression.
Seo-jin gave Secretary Seong a cold glance before turning toward the hotel entrance where the party was being held. The gazes of people heading to the hotel all focused on Seo-jin.
Superior physique and overwhelming charisma. The handsome man with a noble air seemed accustomed to people’s stares and didn’t give them a single glance. His head was filled only with thoughts of Hwi-gyeom, whom he’d left in the car.
***
“……Are you alright?”
At the worried voice, Hwi-gyeom bit his lip slightly. Though he had wiped his face with the handkerchief Seo-jin had thrown like trash, his eyes were still red. Moreover, scabs remained at the corner of his mouth, and his lips were swollen.
His subtly disheveled appearance incited secret imaginings that allowed one to guess what had happened to him. The elderly driver looked at Hwi-gyeom with pity, yet couldn’t quite hide the lust dwelling in his eyes.
“……Yes. I’m fine. I’ll be going now.”
“The Director-nim ordered me to take you home.”
“……I have somewhere to stop by before going home.”
“Then I’ll take you to your destination. If you just leave, I’ll be in trouble.”
“……Alright. Then please stop at the intersection up ahead.”
“Yes.”
As if not wanting any further conversation, Hwi-gyeom turned his head. The driver, making a briefly regretful expression, changed gears.
Hwi-gyeom just stared at his two fists placed on his thighs with his shoulders hunched. The checks Seo-jin had thrown as if giving charity were crumpled messily in his grip.
“Should I drop you off here?”
“Yes. Thank you.”
The car arrived at the main road. Since it was a weekday evening, the road was full of cars heading home from work. Unable to keep the car stopped long, Hwi-gyeom quickly got out after thanking the driver.
“Haah……”
Hwi-gyeom, who had closed the car door, let out a deep sigh. At that sound, a woman who had unconsciously turned her head and discovered Hwi-gyeom opened her eyes wide.
What is this? Is there filming going on?
Though the forest of buildings was quite bright despite being evening, it still wasn’t as bright as midday. Yet only Hwi-gyeom’s surroundings were radiant. As if lighting was shining on him.
Moreover, the moment she saw the tears slightly pooling in his eyes, her heart fluttered. Following the woman, other people also began looking at Hwi-gyeom one by one.
Feeling their gazes, Hwi-gyeom’s eyelashes trembled slightly before he turned around sharply. The woman, not even noticing the traffic light had changed, blankly followed Hwi-gyeom’s retreating figure.
Besides the woman, many people were glancing at Hwi-gyeom. Hwi-gyeom hurried his steps with his head deeply bowed, then stopped in front of a sculpture made of stacked layers of wrinkled metal panels. Behind it, a splendid building was visible.
The building with a massive glass curtain wall was Hwi-gyeom’s destination. As Hwi-gyeom entered the department store, a subtle fragrance brushed past his nose.
Hwi-gyeom’s shoulders, which had been slightly hunched as if intimidated, straightened properly. The marble floor mixed with cream and gray stripes shone softly under the gentle lighting.
Hwi-gyeom stopped in front of one store. A bag displayed in the showcase caught his eye. An employee standing at the entrance discovered Hwi-gyeom and smiled brightly.
