“Someone other than patient Kang Hyun-woong? In addition?”
“Yes, other staff members handle at least 5 people per day, and as many as 10 people. Since you haven’t worked long, you’ve only been assigned one person for now, but now that you’ve adjusted, you have to take on more.”
Cheol-hui explained calmly in a flat tone. Although it was bewildering, he could understand. As a result of what Jae-min had observed while commuting to work, there were quite a lot of patients coming to the clinic. Compared to that, there weren’t many staff members.
Even the director seemed to enter the treatment room directly more often than seeing patients. He’d never seen a massage therapist playing around in the director’s office or corridor chairs like Jae-min.
“Yes, I understand.”
He thought the good times were all over. Jae-min, who let out a deep sigh, was about to enter the changing room when he turned to look at Cheol-hui with a gloomy face.
“But will I be able to do it?”
“Is there a reason you can’t?”
“Mmm, just. Whether I can properly do chest massages for burly men.”
At the mumbled words, Cheol-hui shrugged with an expression saying it was nothing new.
“The person you’re originally assigned to is like that too.”
“That’s true, but.”
“Anyway, the other people have similar builds and similar bodies to patient Kang Hyun-woong. No, rather, there are more people who are smaller and thinner. That person is on the larger side. He has a lot of breast milk too.”
At Cheol-hui’s calm words, Jae-min blinked. It meant Hyun-woong was particularly more burly and big, and even with that, he had a lot of milk. But he didn’t feel repulsed. Rather, he was excited thinking about teasing him.
“Since you’ve dealt with a high-difficulty patient first, other people will be easier.”
“Mmm, anyway, I understand.”
He still wasn’t confident, but it wasn’t something he could refuse. Jae-min entered the changing room and changed clothes.
Anyway, meeting the new patient was the next work day, and today he just had to deal with Hyun-woong. Jae-min recalled Hyun-woong’s body in his mind while buttoning his uniform. Like his chest he’d faced during the last massage, or his naked body seen at the gym.
Then at a thought that suddenly occurred, Jae-min’s hands sped up. Jae-min, who had finished getting dressed, locked the locker and burst open the changing room door.
“Excuse me. While working, I have a question that came up!”
“Yes, what is it?”
Cheol-hui pushed up his glasses with his finger and turned to look at Jae-min. Jae-min asked while trying hard to pull down his mouth corners that were creeping up.
“What kind of treatment do we provide to patients who get aroused during treatment?”
At the question asked in a lowered voice, whispering, Cheol-hui, who had been silently staring at Jae-min, hummed.
“That’s something you’d be curious about. There are cases like that sometimes.”
Cheol-hui pushed up his glasses once more. Because of the lighting, the lenses flashed. Jae-min looked at Cheol-hui with eyes half nervous, half interested.
“To tell you the conclusion… we don’t manage that part. If we provided treatment to that extent, wouldn’t it be no different from a red-light establishment? We just pretend not to notice and leave the room.”
“Handle it yourself and come out, is that it? Well, when we get into milking, it seems to go down because it hurts.”
“Hmm, actually there are some who react more at that time.”
“Really? Anyway, it must be awkward for the patients. It’s hard to make it go down quickly.”
Jae-min rubbed his chin with a serious expression. He also felt sympathy for the patients who had to just lie there doing nothing when aroused. He thought maybe the clinic should play the national anthem or something.
Cheol-hui, who had been entering new patient appointments into the desk PC, opened his mouth again.
“There is one service we only tip off to regular customers.”
“A service… That sounds really lewd.”
Earlier he’d said it was different from a red-light establishment. Saying it was a service provided when frequent patients got aroused, it was harder to interpret in a non-lewd direction. When Jae-min made a subtle expression, Cheol-hui waved his hands.
“It’s not what you’re imagining. We also lend them tools so they can handle it themselves.”
“Tools?”
“Yes, they’re in this drawer. Would you like to see?”
Cheol-hui pointed to a drawer next to the desk. Jae-min looked at Cheol-hui once with suspicious eyes, then bent down and opened the drawer. With a rattling sound, the identity of the ‘tools’ was revealed.
“Wow.”
The items in the drawer had similar shapes to each other but various sizes. They were rubber tubes, round and cylindrical with the center hollowed out. Each wrapped in plastic and the rubber color transparent, rather than looking obscene, they really looked like medical instruments. Anyway, these were…
‘Aren’t these onaholes?’
No matter how you looked at them, they were male masturbation devices. There was even liquid that appeared to be lubricant packaged like artificial tears inside the plastic wrapping. It was when he was looking at the instruments with various sizes from ‘XS’ to ‘XL’.
“It’s time for the patient to arrive, so close it now.”
“Ah, yes.”
At Cheol-hui’s words, Jae-min closed the drawer and stood up. Jae-min, who stretched once fully, grinned and turned to look at Cheol-hui.
“Then I’ll be waiting.”
Cheol-hui narrowed his eyes and examined Jae-min, who wore a mischievous smile. He seemed to have noticed the expression harboring some ulterior motive, but had no intention of interrogating, so he soon turned his head away.
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“I’ll start the massage soon.”
Before entering, Jae-min sprayed on perfume he didn’t usually wear, put on gloves skillfully, and spoke while opening the curtain with a raised voice.
Unlike Jae-min, who had now completely adapted to the massage, Hyun-woong still seemed nervous about this situation and trembled the moment he sensed presence.
Scanning his upper body muscles tensed tight with his eyes, Jae-min raised the corners of his mouth. A robust, beast-like man was nervously in a completely powerless state with his eyes covered. It seemed like he wouldn’t get tired of this scene no matter how many more times he saw it.
“Have you been well?”
“Yes.”
Perhaps because he’d been waiting with his mouth closed, his voice was locked. Hyun-woong cleared his throat. Jae-min stealthily approached and scanned Hyun-woong’s chest with his eyes.
Although the nipples were hidden inside, the chest’s bulging shape was like bread rising in an oven.
“Your chest seems to have gotten bigger. You’ve been working out hard?”
“Not particularly trying to make it bigger…”
“Then did your milk increase?”
When he spat it out carelessly as if throwing out words, he felt Hyun-woong hesitate. Watching him clench and unclench his fists, Jae-min asked again.
“Why? Is there something that comes to mind?”
“Well… even though I expressed everything here and left, it came out again in just a few days.”
“Ah, did it?”
“So to handle it, I tried expressing it myself…”
Jae-min silently stared at Hyun-woong, who mumbled and confessed. He recalled him moaning while expressing milk in the cafe building bathroom without any caution.
Although he couldn’t directly see him squeezing his own chest, hidden by the partition, it was a moment that felt even more stimulating because of the struggling sounds and the cloudy liquid pooled on the floor. Jae-min, who finished the explicit reminiscence, stealthily placed his hand on Hyun-woong’s chest.
“Oh my. That must have been difficult.”
Jae-min created a kind tone and gently tickled the round chest. Then Hyun-woong hunched his neck and nodded slightly.
“Yes, a bit…”
Hyun-woong, wearing an eye mask, turned his head toward the wall. Jae-min, who had been staring at his reddened nape, raised one eyebrow crookedly. He recalled the moments when he turned his gaze completely in a different direction in front of him like this. Each time, his skin was red.
‘Does he do this whenever he’s embarrassed?’
As he became newly conscious that he was embarrassed right now, the area near his lower abdomen tickled. Jae-min was about to speak right away but cleared his throat a few times and spoke again in a fabricated voice.
“When you expressed it yourself, did it come out well?”
“No, it didn’t… come out well.”
“Really? I’ll express it thoroughly for you today.”
Jae-min enthusiastically rolled up his sleeves. Since it was a sight Hyun-woong couldn’t see at all, Jae-min deliberately made rustling sounds and set about preparing to touch his chest.
Jae-min, who was about to reach straight for his large pectoral muscles, hesitated. Something he’d learned during training but hadn’t tried even once suddenly came to mind.
“Would you like to try receiving today’s massage while sitting?”
“While sitting?”
“Yes, there are cases where we provide treatment in a sitting position. Since there are patients who prefer this, how about trying it once?”
“…Won’t it be uncomfortable?”
