J, who was originally gay, developed an unknown curiosity about K. Me, with my indifferent personality who had never held curiosity toward anyone except that fox bastard.
Does the fact that he devours men mean that bastard is also the same species as me? Is that it?
But K seemed to just do such things for fun.
To that extent, that man lacked any kind of seriousness or gravity.
In fact, J still doesn’t know K’s true identity even now, years later.
No, he didn’t want to know either. They weren’t the kind of relationship where they got involved deeply in each other’s private lives.
So to speak, they were collaborators.
Having lost everything, he ended up owing K a huge debt. Because through him, he was provided with his former wealth and stable life again.
K seemed to have a lot of money. J doesn’t know through what route he came to possess such black wealth. He never tried to dig into it either. If he had, he might have been attacked unexpectedly in his sleep and found in a state of miserable dog’s death.
He has never once slept with K. It seemed he wasn’t K’s type. He’d never played the bottom role, so when he faced serious contemplation over whether he’d have to spread his legs if K wanted his body.
But fortunately, that wasn’t necessary.
Instead, there’s no such thing as a free lunch in the world.
J voluntarily decided to become K’s ‘provider.’
K wanted young, pretty men. This man, estimated to be at least five years older than himself, seemed to like young, soft, gentle men.
He didn’t explicitly make the request, but the answer was obvious.
I just need to provide K with men.
Men who can receive that beast-like man’s raging desire with their whole body.
Preferably young and pretty.
And if they’re obedient bunny kids, that would be even better.
As it happened, exactly one suitable target had been caught.
“Huuuk……”
Smack……!
“Huk!”
That makes three times.
He didn’t really feel like slapping that tiny little face, but looking at the lusciously swollen face after actually hitting it, a strange pleasure arose as if his lower body was already becoming heavy.
“I, I was wrong……”
“……”
“Don’t hit me, hyung… I’m, I’m sorry…… huuung……!”
The boy ended up bursting into tears like a child. With his cheek swollen red, he keeps spitting out only words of forgiveness like an idiot without even knowing why.
I guess this is the appeal of training.
A smile subtly played around J’s cold face.
The still unripe body trembling while bound tightly all over with rope seemed quite luscious. Having been bound for two days with water-soaked rope, all the muscles in his body must be stiff and screaming. The binding method was K’s idea. He was a lecher who liked violent and forceful methods in everything.
“It’s a shame he doesn’t have tits, but well.”
K muttered while grabbing the small body of the boy who had passed out.
“He looks tasty.”
“……”
“You know, right? I just need it to taste good. But if it doesn’t taste good… then I don’t know either.”
He laughed while showing his teeth, making a gesture of grabbing a slender neck.
“I might kill him.”
Most of the men who had been provided so far had been miserably broken, so they were far from K’s taste.
Just as K had sneered, he too was a cold-blooded beast.
Perhaps that fox bastard had seen through him long ago and left my side.
Even if he hadn’t pierced that bastard’s man’s waist, he might have smashed someone else’s brain to pieces if he’d had the chance.
Because J was also a crazy bastard.
J liked men who looked fragile but were unexpectedly spirited.
He was disgusted by male bastards who acted and thought like women just because they were fragile. Even those young gay bastards these days who even make their voices like women. He felt such extreme disgust that he wanted to sever their throats.
The reason I like men isn’t because I want men who are like women.
Rather, it was the opposite. He dealt with men because women were so disgusting he didn’t even want to glance at them.
But even so, bottoms who were bigger than himself or who obviously spread a confident male scent wherever they went didn’t suit his taste at all.
Having been fed up with the fox bastard once, J wanted a modest man.
Innocent, modest, and cute at the same time would be even better.
Should I say like a lark?
With a neat and clean face.
That would probably fit K’s taste too.
So he set traps targeting only men who gave off that feeling.
But the bastards suffered defeat even earlier than expected.
Surrendering too early isn’t very pleasant to watch. Because it reduces the haughty flavor. Whether woman or man, the type that’s easily subjugated has no appeal.
Moreover, unlike women, men’s bodies aren’t structured to receive male cocks, so when K and J took turns pounding them a few times, they quickly became tattered and disgustingly broken. It was only a matter of time before they transformed into a troublesome lump of filth.
K, who had been randomly jabbing into the hole of a young college student who had rolled his eyes back white and was even frothing at the mouth, eventually stopped the act midway.
He brutally crushed that college student’s face with his boot. The nasal bone was shattered and both eyes were caved in. And he spat on that wrecked face—ptooey.
“Disgusting bastard. There’s no freshness, no freshness.”
“Hey, aren’t you a more cruel bastard than me?”
K, who had been grinning at him out of the blue, flashed his cruel beast-like eyes.
“I don’t give those vermin any sense of expectation from the start.”
“……”
“You bastard plant hope like crazy.”
“……”
“That’s killing a person twice. You know?”
J threw an expressionless gaze at K.
K grinned again.
“You just need to crush vermin bastards like vermin.”
Vermin.
K, who casually refers to people as ‘vermin.’
You’re the goddamn demon bastard.
You must be a terribly stinking lump of filth.
But the world is always cruel, as it has always been.
A world that would protect weak bunny kids doesn’t exist anywhere.
So please endure for a long time.
I found a pretty good product after a while.
If you don’t endure for long, I’ll be in trouble. This time for sure.
When he untied the damp black cloth, the round bunny-like eyes drenched in tears stared at him wide open.
“Hyung….”
He cries so well, just like a girl.
“This rope… c-can’t you untie it…?”
“……”
“I hurt so much… it feels like my whole body is being torn apart. Please…… I won’t run away. I promise.”
“That won’t do.”
It was instantaneous that both the boy’s and J’s heads turned toward the direction of the sound.
K stood on the side of their gaze, wearing a slimy smile.
A person the boy was seeing for the first time.
“I wondered which son of a bitch was whimpering continuously… you already woke up?”
K, who approached while whistling, ran his eyes over the boy’s face and body in turn as if appraising him, then tapped his soft cheek a couple times.
Hieek.
Min, who had turned deathly pale, made a groaning sound and tried to step back, but ended up pathetically falling on his butt because of his restrained ankles.
Watching that, he laughed loudly—haha.
“Cute.”
“……”
“How old are you?”
