Every time the head moved up and down, a dizzying sensation surged. Between the luxurious diffuser scent, the faint smell of urine could be felt.
Even when his mind was momentarily lost to the pleasure invading his head, just smelling that scent brought a sense of reality about where he was.
“I’m going to the bathroom for a bit.”
Just then, an unfamiliar man’s voice was heard from outside. Startled, Hwi-gyeom froze, and a giggling sound came from below.
The man who had been on a call also stopped talking briefly, as if something was strange. Then his voice became much quieter. The rest could barely be heard.
“No, I heard a strange sound. Someone must be watching a funny video while taking a shit. Laughing to themselves.”
Hwi-gyeom, growing urgent, pressed his hand on Ha-seok’s shoulder. Ha-seok obediently pulled his head back. Pop. The penis that had been in his mouth until just now popped out.
“Baby, your dick looks like a sausage. Right?”
As Ha-seok said, Hwi-gyeom’s penis was straight in shape, moderate in length, but on the plump side. Especially with no pubic hair, it was clearly visible from root to tip. The color happened to be a deep pink, really bringing sausages to mind.
Hwi-gyeom stealthily covered his groin with both hands. As the saliva dried, a strange sensation arose. Having already been sucked for over 10 minutes, he felt a slightly stinging pain too.
Just a bit more and he could have ejaculated, but he failed because of the presence heard outside the door.
“Who said to cover it? Does baby want to get spanked?”
But Hwi-gyeom’s action had rubbed Ha-seok the wrong way. Ha-seok’s voice lowered as if to scrape the floor. When the startled Hwi-gyeom glanced at him cautiously, Ha-seok gathered Hwi-gyeom’s two hands behind his back.
Hwi-gyeom’s face, suddenly made to thrust his lower half forward in a hands-clasped-behind-back posture, flushed reddish.
“Stay still. Unless you want to get in trouble.”
“……Yes.”
Making a frightened expression was easy. Ha-seok’s impression turned vicious enough to raise goosebumps on his arms just by slightly furrowing his brow.
Calloused, bumpy fingers caressed the shaft. Hwi-gyeom bit his lips to prevent moans from flowing out. Was it because his hands were bound? His body became more sensitive than before.
Ha-seok looked up at Hwi-gyeom and grinned. Then he stuck out his tongue and licked the reddish-tinged glans widely.
“Heuuk……”
Hwi-gyeom squeezed his eyes shut and opened them. Strength filled the toes inside his shoes. Only he was troubled by this situation. Ha-seok moved without restraint whether the person doing their business outside noticed or not.
Ha-seok pursed his lips and sucked the upper part of the penis like candy. As the sensitive area was wrapped in the moist mucous membrane, Hwi-gyeom couldn’t keep his senses.
It wasn’t his first time receiving fellatio. Strangely, Ha-seok enjoyed biting and sucking Hwi-gyeom’s entire body. Unlike Seo-jin, who was busy satisfying his own desires.
Last time too, Ha-seok sucked Hwi-gyeom’s penis to his heart’s content, and only after Hwi-gyeom went limp from consecutive ejaculations did he thrust his cock into the hole.
But that time was in a hotel, and now they were inside a department store bathroom. Though blocked by walls and a door, the bottom of the door was open. There probably wasn’t anyone who would lie down in front to peek inside, but the sound was the problem.
No matter how much he tried to suppress his moans, he couldn’t completely hide them. Moreover, Ha-seok made loud sounds as if determined to get caught. The sound of him sucking the wet flesh echoed in the toilet stall.
“Fuck, there are crazy bastards in the bathroom.”
Eventually, the person outside cursed and left the bathroom. Tears pooled in Hwi-gyeom’s eyes. An ordinary person wouldn’t be able to endure this situation.
Though he hadn’t properly filmed a single work yet, Hwi-gyeom was an actor. And he wasn’t receiving sponsorship because he wanted to.
Hwi-gyeom suddenly recalled the day he woke up in this body.
He died after a long battle with illness. Rather than sad, he felt relieved. He was scared of the hospital bills piling up day by day, and it was sorrowful that even if he died, there would be few people to visit his funeral home.
So he rather hoped to die quickly. Unable to take his own life, he prayed every night before sleeping to not open his eyes the next day.
The moment his wish finally came true was different from what he’d imagined. There are many hypotheses and stories in the world about what happens after death.
Among them, Hwi-gyeom hoped for an ending where nothing remained. Either life just ended with death. Or he wanted to lose all memories and be born this time as a loved child of a wealthy family. If not that, he thought it wouldn’t be bad to become even a pebble rolling on the roadside.
But when Hwi-gyeom, who had died and opened his eyes again, found himself floating like a balloon in the Seoul sky where various lights bloomed like flowers.
His translucent body didn’t even reflect in glass windows. There was no one who could see him. He couldn’t even freely move around here and there. Hwi-gyeom could only wander within a 10km radius of the hospital where he died.
Then at one point, he felt a strange pull. From where high-rise officetels gathered, he felt as if someone was calling him. It didn’t make sense logically, but then again, him wandering Seoul in soul form was already a mystery.
Should I go there? he thought, and when he closed and opened his eyes, he was inside an officetel. And there he met a dying man.
Around the man rolled empty pill bottles and liquor bottles. Flustered, Hwi-gyeom touched the man’s body. But his translucent hand couldn’t touch the man and only passed through.
[……Thank you.]
Just then, the man whose life force was fading made an incomprehensible sound. Thank you? For what? More than that, can you see me? He asked like that, but the man faintly smiled and then dropped his head with a thud. Simultaneously, Hwi-gyeom lost consciousness.
It was funny to lose consciousness when already dead. When he opened his eyes again, the feeling was different. Gravity formed in his body that had been floating, unable to settle anywhere. Moreover, his insides hurt as if turned upside down.
Before he could even understand what on earth had happened, he thought his skull would crack. The body owner’s memories poured into his head like crazy.
Name: Jeong Hwi-gyeom. Age: Twenty-five. A man with the same name and age as himself but a completely different appearance. If there was one more similarity, both their lives were quite unfortunate.
Unlike Hwi-gyeom, the body owner had family, but because of that family, his life fell into ruin. One day, to raise hospital bills for his mother who suddenly collapsed, he contacted a man from a business card he’d received on the street, and his once-bright future was completely destroyed.
If he’d had a slightly harder heart, he could have sufficiently used the situation. The body owner’s heart was too soft. Moreover, when his mother also passed away after battling illness, he lost all motivation for life.
As a result, it worked out well for Hwi-gyeom. Hwi-gyeom gained a new body and obtained a chance to live a second life. Especially since the body owner’s appearance was outstanding enough to draw out admiration, every day was fun.
“Huk.”
“Thinking of other things too. Interesting.”
Ha-seok suddenly spat out Hwi-gyeom’s cock and gripped it tightly with his hand. Hwi-gyeom, forcibly pulled from his thoughts, bent his upper body.
He wanted to push Ha-seok’s hand away, but his wrists were still held, so writhing his body was all he could do. Along with that, a pain as if it would break arose from his wrists too. It hurt so much that cold sweat formed on his forehead.
“Ah, it hurts……”
“Mm. It hurts? That’s why you should have focused on me properly. I warned you several times not to think of other things when you’re with me.”
Ha-seok’s eyes looking up at Hwi-gyeom were fierce. Hwi-gyeom swallowed dry saliva and only trembled his lips.
“……I was wrong.”
Hwi-gyeom apologized immediately. There was no pride to be hurt. In the relationship between the two, Ha-seok was the one in power. Outwardly.
When he tensed his eyes, thick teardrops fell dripping down his cheeks. Ha-seok, clicking his tongue lightly, rubbed his cheek against Hwi-gyeom’s slightly wilted cock. However, the hand gripping his wrists still held the same strength.
As time passed, a stiff pain also surged from his shoulders. Hwi-gyeom thought it worked out well and continued extracting tears. As if terrified, he trembled all over without properly making eye contact with Ha-seok.
“Then you’ll have to receive punishment, right? My problem is that my heart is too weak. If it were another bastard, there’d be no mercy.”
Weak my ass.
He wanted to scoff, but Hwi-gyeom was clearly the weaker party at this moment. His pants and underwear were pulled down to his ankles, his face was covered in tears, and his wrists were tightly held.
Even kneeling, Ha-seok’s presence was tremendous. It felt like he was the one kneeling, not Ha-seok. He felt he should do everything as told.
“Now, come and cum into hyung’s mouth. Let me drink some baby milk.”
Really, the punishment Ha-seok gave was so like him. Ha-seok opened his mouth wide. Even the uvula inside was fully visible.
Hwi-gyeom hesitantly approached Ha-seok. As he rubbed his half-erect penis against his lips, the corners of Ha-seok’s eyes folded long.
But there was a limit to moving with his hands bound behind his back. His penis was semi-erect, neither fully hard nor soft. Each time he moved, pre-cum flowing from the glans wetted Ha-seok’s lips, but that was all. Just the tip kept lightly touching and falling away repeatedly.
“You need to aim properly.”
