“Yeah, I know, you’re wet.”
Jewel-like drops dripped from the tip of his glans, where pre-cum had beaded up like round fruit. The man grasped Lee Woonghee’s cock in his hand.
It was a moderate size—neither too small nor too large—and held a sweet cherry hue. Even the pubic hair tangled between his fingers, protecting his groin, was endlessly soft like silk. It had the tender texture of a newborn beast’s freshly sprouted fur.
“Ugh, ngh…!”
When he grabbed it and shook it up and down, Lee Woonghee trembled his limbs as if the man had grabbed and twisted his throat. Stickiness gathered on his thighs pressed tightly together.
He gently stroked the damp place. As if tearing it apart, he spread open the gap in the underwear, and Lee Woonghee’s groin was inelegantly revealed.
“Ha, haah…”
That place, wet like a swamp. It was a place that should have been secretly hidden from others’ eyes. He must have always hurriedly covered it with some flimsy piece of cloth.
The man’s penis swelled ominously, rioting noisily as if demanding to be released immediately, to find that damp and cozy place hidden in that body and thrust its head inside. How shamelessly indeed.
Click—the man undid his leather belt. Zzziip—as he lowered the zipper, unlike his elegant aristocratic face, a penis like a weapon that might wield a whip sprang out with a thud.
It hung its head toward the floor, unable to overcome the heavy gravity.
Lee Woonghee’s eyes flew open as if his large pupils would roll out at any moment. As if the man had grabbed and forcibly pried them open.
“What, what the hell is that…”
Wasn’t that the face of someone encountering a monster? Beyond the lips that parted with a “heh,” the tongue visible looked incredibly soft. Like tender flesh buried inside a hard shell. It would surely smell sickeningly sweet.
“Want to touch it?”
The man grabbed Lee Woonghee’s wrist and pulled it toward him, as if offering candy. It was a terribly resolute gesture. As if any resistance against his will wasn’t even in his consideration.
“No, I, I don’t want to…”
He could feel the force trying to push him away. Tsk, the man clicked his tongue. It was laughable resistance. He forced his pillar into that hand. The thing that filled his grip completely, without any elegance, was greedily dripping vulgar fluid. Lee Woonghee’s wrist trembled. As if he wanted to drop this from his hand immediately.
“How is it?”
“It’s, it’s disgusting, I think I’m going to puke, you crazy bastard…”
Haha, the man laughed slowly. He wanted to bury his cock all the way to the base in those reddish lips spewing curses and strangle his throat while he gagged until he couldn’t breathe.
“You speak so rudely.”
Hm? Inside Lee Woonghee’s grip, the man’s thing dripped fluid like a salivating dog. Still holding Lee Woonghee’s hand, he shook it up and down in large motions. The dark red skin covered the thick glans, then exposed the urethra again.
Dribble—sticky pre-cum flowed down Lee Woonghee’s white wrist. Sticky liquid running down a wrist that drew such smooth lines…
“Ah…”
It was an incredibly beautiful sight. Lee Woonghee was watching that scene as if possessed. Whether he was swallowing the saliva filling his mouth—gulp—the small Adam’s apple positioned in the middle of his slender nape bobbed.
Look at this. The man let out a low exclamation.
“Woonghee-ssi, should I let you suck my cock?”
With his hand—squeeze—he pressed down on the struggling lower body. It was a fierce and threatening touch, like biting the nape of an herbivore running through the fields with long, slender legs. A dark shadow fell over Lee Woonghee’s white skin. The man pushed his thick glans against the soft buttocks.
As the hot-temperature glans rubbed against his buttocks, Lee Woonghee trembled, shivering as if electrified.
He spread the buttock crease apart on both sides, thrust the shaft in the middle, then pressed the mounds tightly together again.
Squelch, squelch.
The soft flesh, trembling at the tip from excitement, stuck together. Slippery mucus-like fluids flowed out between the buttock crease.
“Ah, ahh, uh…”
Lee Woonghee bit down hard on his lower lip. Trembling. Like fruit full of juice. As if it would burst at any moment and drip bright red juice.
“I thought I’d go crazy with a headache because of you.”
With one hand he shook that fresh-smelling cock up and down, while from behind he poked his glans at the hole that was firmly closed, not allowing even a bit of gap. “Ahhhhh,” Lee Woonghee drooled with his jaw wide open.
That incredible pressure…!
The unbearably dizzying pain was rather close to death. The man let out a hollow laugh at the sight that grew distant before his eyes for a moment.
“Do you even know what happens to an Alpha who can’t have sex?”
The skull splits open, and only instinct oozes out like brain matter through the gap. A human becomes less than human.
Soon the man began to increase the force of his hip thrusts. Ugh, ngh, hng—Lee Woonghee tried to stop himself from moaning by biting down hard on the edge of his hand with his mouth, but it was useless.
Even as he was slammed down to the floor with a thud from the man’s hip thrusts, when the man pulled back, he was lifting his buttocks again to rub against him. He knew that too.
The corners of his eyes reddened, his breathing became ragged and he frowned slightly. Tense breaths flowed from his parted lips. Sticky beads of sweat gently rolled down his forehead.
“Ah, ahhh…”
He let out a heart-wrenching moan. He must be out of his mind from the pleasure he was feeling for the first time in his life. His brain matter must be boiling. It was a face that drove the viewer mad. The back of his head was pulled taut, and his reason was being crunched and devoured.
“You really didn’t do it with that young kid back then?”
“Huh?”
Lee Woonghee’s hazy pupils turned toward the man. His snow-white skin was bright red as if he’d been slapped on the cheek, and his eyelashes trembled. Teardrops beaded like pearls rolled down.
“I thought you gave it to him.”
The man’s leather belt scraped threateningly against the soft buttocks. The man grew dizzy at the sight, as if threatening him.
“Who, who…”
Lee Woonghee, having lost his reason, asked who he was talking about.
“I think that brat’s name was Tula.”
“How do you know Tu, Tula’s name…?”
The man only smiled. Lee Woonghee wouldn’t know. Their second meeting. He’d been wrapped up tightly in tape while unconscious.
[Just try laying a finger on Woong…!]
That brat Tula had desperately acted up, saying he’d protect Lee Woonghee. He was a kid with short hair and piercings all lined up.
[Why? Are you going to kill me?]
Managing Director Gi flicked Lee Woonghee’s head with the back of his hand. When he babbled in Tagalog, the brat looked like he was about to die.
[I’ll slice your head off, you son of a bitch!!]
His face said he wanted to tear him apart right then and there.
“How much have you been leaking around that everyone around you is going crazy trying to eat you up?”
Yet the hole was firmly closed as if it had never been opened even once. Admirably, it didn’t allow even half a finger’s gap.
Lee Woonghee trembled. The sweat drops catching the light sparkled like pearls. His skin surface was smooth and glossy like glass. A reddish hue was cast over the pure white skin that always had a subtle sheen. As if a feeling of climax was rising, he bent his neck back and trembled.
The cock held in the man’s grip jerked upward as watery fluid dripped down.
“Ugh, ngh…”
He came while keeping the man’s glans nestled in his hole. The man rubbed his glans against that squelching hole.
Squelch, squelch, squish, squelch!
Perhaps because he’d climaxed once, fluid was dripping from the hole. The man smeared that fluid on his glans while roughly shaking his own at a speed incomparable to when he shook Lee Woonghee’s.
Lee Woonghee looked up at the man vacantly with a completely dazed expression.
Soon the man bent his jaw back sharply. As he stared blankly at the shadow pooled beneath the sharply carved jaw, semen poured from the tip of the dark red glans and splattered onto Woonghee’s body. His thick ribcage rose and fell greatly as he exhaled—huff, huff.
And then, soon after.
The man began to grab Woonghee’s ankle again. As if this was only the appetizer. Licking his lips with his tongue.
Ah, ah, no—warning sounds began ringing in Woonghee’s head. As he barely managed to lift his wavering gaze, the man stood firmly before him, his eyes deleted due to his deeply sunken eye sockets.
“What can’t happen?”
The man was like Satan.
