“If your eyes can’t do it, learn with your hands.”
Dohui very slowly touched the man’s thick eyebrows. Dense and neat. Then he touched the well-shaped curve of his ear too.
Dohui moved the way Gong Haejin wanted.
He had to.
It was a method Dohui had learned in order to survive. Pretending to be obedient. At times, out of defiance, he would refuse in small ways — but most of the time he tried to behave compliantly.
“Go on, touch me.”
It wasn’t that he couldn’t see — he simply couldn’t recognize. Yet the man insisted on guiding his hand to feel his face anyway.
“Ah……”
Gong Haejin slipped his hand under Dohui’s shirt. A palm heated through gripped his side tight. Then it moved slowly upward. Past the ribs, it stopped at his chest. He pinched the small stiffened nipple between his fingers and rubbed lightly. The chest he had bitten and sucked at so often reacted with sharp sensitivity to even the slightest stimulation.
Gong Haejin pulled the shirt up. Stripped from Dohui’s body in an instant, it was tossed carelessly onto the floor. Then he pressed his wet lips to his chest.
“Ah!”
Dohui gripped the man’s shoulders. He bit around the nipple without digging in with his front teeth. It wasn’t enough to draw blood, but the tension that he might bite down hard made Dohui tense.
He pulled the stiffened body closer and sucked intently at the nipple that barely grazed his lips. Biting, pulling — and when Dohui seemed to be in pain, licking gently as if to soothe.
Before he knew it, Dohui had been stripped bare without a single thread left on him.
“Hhng……”
Penetration was always a struggle. No matter how carefully the man worked him open first, his hole would never grow wet. An irritated breath hung at his ear.
But that was all. The moment the widest part of the head pushed in, Dohui’s mind went completely blank. Like a sheet of white paper. On top of that, the man’s desire-laced breath layered over it — and Dohui’s moans and the man’s semen tangled together in a troubled, formless mess.
The hole between his small cheeks swallowed the large head. Dohui let out a sharp exhale and panted. His face twisted as though in agony — but what was below said otherwise. Between his spread hips, his own modest length stood embarrassingly stiff.
Dohui looked down at himself and furrowed his brow. Then the moment the man’s hand closed around him, he threw both arms around his head and pulled him in with no space between them. So that the man couldn’t watch him come undone.
“Hhng, ah…… hff…… hh-hmm……”
“How much should I give you.”
“……A, a little…… just a little.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes……”
“Then smile for me.”
The head he had been clinging to with everything he had fell away without resistance.
The hand the man had wrapped around him was coated slick and thick with clear fluid, beginning to turn hazy white. He rubbed his thumb slowly over the split tip.
“Hahh…… nngh……”
This was the worst moment. When the feeling of being about to come surged all the way to the top of his head. Approaching his peak, Dohui clenched tight around him.
“Ugh.”
A short moan escaped from between Gong Haejin’s lips too. He whispered against Dohui’s ear, over and over, that he’d almost had it cut off from how tight he was squeezing.
“Should I just keep it inside you at all times? Though maybe I’m a little too big for that.”
“No……”
He’d meant to say he didn’t need that, who would want to carry something like that around — but every time he tried, the length drove in deep.
That made it all worse. He had an ocean’s worth of things he wanted to say, and he couldn’t get a single word out. Everything pooled at the root of his tongue turned to moans. Every time Gong Haejin thrust up into him, he was too busy gasping and clinging to him.
The length settled between his fully spread legs was obscenely large. Both of Gong Haejin’s hands, having accomplished what they set out to do, gripped his cheeks and pulled them apart with force.
“No more……”
“Maybe it’ll stretch a little more this way.”
“No…… it’s tearing, hh-nngh……”
No matter how much Gong Haejin spread and stretched him, unless his size shrank it was never going to be easy. That wasn’t Dohui’s fault.
The hands pulling him apart moved to press around the rim of his hole. The skin, stretched thin and taut, looked as though even a fingernail would tear it open and draw blood. Better than it had been at the start, at least.
Gong Haejin gripped his bony hips and pushed down.
“Hahh——”
Dohui’s toes curled hard. And yet he was afraid of the head pressing too far to one side and ruining something inside him — so he couldn’t move properly either. He had been pulled down with such force that somewhere inside it felt like something had caught.
“What to do, it’s still not all the way in.”
“Ah…… I said no…… I said I didn’t want this.”
“Smile for me. Dohui.”
Dohui clenched his teeth and let go. Smile, in a situation like this.
He could never predict what was going on inside that madman’s head. He already knew what came next without being told. He was going to push it in as far as it would go. Walking around with something obscenely large like that, and intending to put it inside someone half his size.
Making no effort to hide how reluctant he was, Dohui barely managed to force a smile. A madman impaled and grinning. His distorted lips probably looked hideous — but Gong Haejin’s reaction was unexpected.
“See. When you smile, I actually want to give you what you ask for.”
Keep smiling like that. Be cute about it. He whispered that. And still he refused to let go.
“Ah, fuck.”
He muttered a short curse and laid Dohui out flat on the sofa. The sudden shift in his field of vision made him slightly dizzy, but it was bearable.
He began moving his hips with rough impatience. Every thrust caught somewhere deep inside. Dohui gripped his arm tight. There was nothing else to hold onto. The enormous length made it feel as though his insides were being shoved all the way up.
He knew what Gong Haejin wanted — but that…… he truly did not want to do. The blunt length worked freely through Dohui’s inner walls. Where it had forced its way through, a strange heat was left behind.
“Hahh…… ah. Ah……”
Physiological tears gathered at the corners of Dohui’s eyes.
Gong Haejin licked them away with a long, outstretched tongue as if he had been waiting for exactly this. Before the tears had a chance to fall, every drop had gone into Gong Haejin’s mouth. As if that wasn’t enough, he dragged his tongue slowly over his eyelashes. Even when Dohui squeezed his eyes shut, it didn’t stop.
Then he pressed gentle kisses to the round curve of his nose. He bit into the flushed cheek just enough to feel it — and then kissed it again, briefly, as though making up for it.
This was the man’s way. Giving the wound, then pretending to tend to it.
Hypocrite.
Dohui received him with a twisted face and thought exactly that. Something warm and full was spreading through his insides.
“Hahh……”
No matter how many times he felt it, it made his whole body recoil. The sensation of the man’s semen sliding inside him and settling into place.
Chapter 3 — A Thorn Driven Deep
“Director Gong gave the go-ahead? Hey, but…… when was the last time this one was washed?”
A man’s voice he had never heard before sneered. Mocking his thin body, eyes landing on the semen dripping from the hole — and then a finger went in. He stirred it around, moving in circles.
Stop, don’t do that!
The entrance that had been wrapped around a length was loosened just enough that it couldn’t resist the man’s fingers, clenching and releasing around them. At the same time, it pushed out the semen inside in a thick clump.
Someone swept back his messy bangs. A rounded, sweat-soaked forehead was exposed.
“His eyes are rolled back. Is it okay to use him. Hope there won’t be any trouble.”
“His face is clean as hell though.”
“Said to think of it as a special bonus from the Director.”
“Who said that.”
“Deputy Manager Pyo. Anyway, let’s get our share too.”
The men rustled. The sound of swallowing — water, or something else. A moment later, the men let out slow, satisfied sighs.
“He’s soaked through, so we don’t even need to prep him. Never done anal before, but why is this getting me so worked up.”
A hand was laid on the slender body that had been given neither proper food nor sleep. And it rubbed against him without permission. Less like a caress and more like someone flattening out dough.
“Ha, fuck. He’s so soft. Want to rub myself all over this.”
Dohui thrashed his limbs trying to resist, but no words actually made it out of his throat. As if a stopper had been jammed in tight. His mouth was perfectly fine — which made it all the stranger.
Hff, hh…… Intermittent sounds of crying broke through — and those sounds only excited the men further. They laughed and said he was moaning with a man’s cock in his mouth.
A rough hand gripped Dohui’s ankle.
“This bastard likes it. Alright, I’ll put it in soon.”
Different from the voice that had worried just moments earlier about whether it was even okay to use him. He looked away and the scene had shifted. The place was the same — but the men were slightly different.
Fingers pushed suddenly into his hole and Dohui twisted his waist. Enough. I can’t take anymore — he tried to escape, but the moment he showed any sign of it, someone seized both his arms in a vice grip. Hard enough that blood couldn’t reach his fingertips and they went numb.
Please, stop……
When Dohui struggled, a palm pressed down flat on his stomach. Ugh — his insides felt crushed, on the verge of forcing something up through his throat. Dohui shuddered as if about to be sick. Someone’s semen that had been spilled ran down the cleft of his backside.
